"Mixed Communication"
Written by Squirrel.
All characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi.
The speaker changes, depending on whose name is at the
top of the scene.
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RANMA:

      Man I'm a stud.

     I finally managed to get a date with Akane that's going well. No
meddling parents, nosy sisters, or irate fiancees has shown up.

     I like to think its all due from my subtle hints earlier about
the fate of those that gets in our way tonight.

     I am such a stud.

     I make my way towards her, the cool air from the river making
her shiver and goosebumps to form in her arms.

     I sit next to her on the picnic table, wordlessly offering her my
coat.

     "But you'll be cold," she protests.

     "No, I'm fine."

     Akane reluctantly accepts my offer, wrapping the coat around
her shoulders. I can't help but smile at the cute way she keeps
checking to make sure I meant what I said.

     My eyes zeroes in on her lips; lips that she is currently biting
in a rather endearing way.

     The other plan for this night quickly comes back to me, and I can
already feel my face flushing in anticipation.

     But first, I have to set the mood. I give her the sexiest smile I
could muster, in perfect imitation of that actor I saw on tv.

    I'm such a stud.

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AKANE:

     What is he doing?

     I can barely contain my giggles as the goofiest expression on
earth appears on Ranma's face.

     Kami, he looks constipated.

     He then takes me by surprise when he takes a hold of my hand,
clasping it between his.

     "Akane. . ."

     "Y-Yeah?" I ask, suddenly nervous. What *is* he up to?

     First, he drags me to the river, claiming that he wants to tell 
me something; then he ignores me for a half hour, choosing to stare
out at the river instead; and now he's holding my hand, looking like
he's going to tell me that he. . .

     Oh my. Could it be? Could he have fallen under the spell of
some weird herb *again*?

     I yank my hand away from his, trying not to show my fear too
much as I back away. If my guess is right, who knows what he'll
do?

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RANMA:

     How cute. She's actually playing hard to get. Too bad her shiver
is giving her away, making it plain that she wants this as much as I
do.

     I lean closer, the anticipation finally getting to be too much--
only to meet thin air.

     I blink in surprise, finding Akane a couple of yards away.
Maybe. . . maybe she really isn't ready for this.
     Nah.

     I get up and slowly make my way towards her. She's already
breathing heavily even though we haven't done anything yet.

     Now, despite popular belief, I'm not totally dense. I can tell 
that she's nervous-- which is totally understandable. It's not every 
day you get a chance to kiss a stud.

     I try to make it easier on her, making her feel more comfortable
by giving her a choice. "You know, we could do this some other
time if you're not ready."

     "Okay."

     Huh? Okay?!

     I stop in my tracks, completely dumfounded by her answer. It
never actually crossed my mind that she'd agree.

     Didn't I mention I'm a stud?

     So then what's going on? Shouldn't she be kissing me now?

     As I watch her retreating form, I finally figure out the cause of 
her unusual behavior.

     She ate some weird herb again. I just know it.

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So, who do you think is under the influence? And of what? ^_^