Haven't seen this one in a while:
As you've been reading the last few chapters, you may have come
to the conclusion that I was awfully selfish. And you'd be right.
Remember that while I looked like a teenager, and could usually pass for
one, I'd really only been alive for a month or so. I was still very much
a baby when it came to considering others' feelings, especially when they
weren't right there to remind me.
And I'd never even really met Ranma, so it was easy for me to
ignore his concerns.
The next few days are a bit of a blur as I look back. I remember
the unbelieving eyes of the boys at school staring at Ukyou, amazed he'd
gotten further than any of them had. Kunou challenged him to a duel, I
didn't see it, but I'm told Ukyou won handily with his okonomiyaki-style
martial arts.
Not much of a surprise there.
The other girls were just full of advice,
The Tendou girls, of the girls from the school?
ranging from how much
makeup to wear, to how far to allow Ukyou to go on a first date.
AI Konjou: Never let them talk you into getting matching tattoos. That's
the only thing I can think of. ^_^
the green skirt or the blue one, even Uncle Tendou.
"I'm sure you'll look fine in either," he said, looking as if he
were going to burst into tears any moment. "Take good care of her,
Nabiki."
I turned around, and there was Nabiki, in one of Akane's better
outfits.
Akane's? Doesn't she have one of her own?
I was just about to pick up the book at
and
ook at the flyleaf when
Ukyou came out from behind the grill. "Ready!"
Then he took a look at who was with me, and his smile faded a
little.
Ah. A flaw in good ole's Ucchan's plan, whatever it is.
Our hands brushed as we left the restaurant, and I felt a little
excited. More excited, I should say. Ukyou locked up, and I took the
opportunity to look him over again. He was perhaps just a little
overdressed for the weather, with a high-collared shirt
Ulyou: It hides the scars I received when I had my Adam's Apple surgically
removed.
The concert itself was quite nice, my first real exposure to jazz
music.
Heh. I recall your idea of her finding jazz rather appealing. What was the
name of Ukyou's favorite artist again?
"Ranko Tendou! Flowers to the fair, and a vision to my eyes."
It was Tatewaki, and if I thought Ukyou was overdressed, then I
was mistaken, for the upperclassman was wearing a tuxedo. And top hat.
And cape.
Nabiki burst into giggles.
I don't blame her
Ukyou stepped forward and was
frowning.
"Why, Upperclassman Kunou," I hurriedly said, "what ever are you
doing here?"
"I came to see you, most pleasant of the lilies of the valley.
For I knew that after such an inane excuse for entertainment, you surely
would want me to rescue you for a night of true romance."
Well, he might not be far off the mark, at least if Nabby wasn't present.
I had to give
him points for confidence.
"Well, you can buzz off now." Ukyou's voice was cold. "Ranko's
with me today."
"Nabiki's free," I suggested, wanting to head off a fight.
hehehe. Nabiki's a lot of things, 'free' isn't one of them.
Tatewaki looked askance at my chaperone, still snickering at his
attire. "It is my experience that Nabiki Tendou is actually quite
expensive.
See.
"So he doesn't like Ranma, huh?" asked Ukyou.
"No, he thinks my brother is standing between him and Akane.
They get into fights a lot."
"Any word on your brother, by the way?"
"No, nothing yet." I felt another slight twinge of conscience,
but shrugged it off. It wasn't as though I could actually do anything to
bring Ranma back.
true.
"Nabiki is a perfectly nice person once you get to know her.
Just be careful with your money."
We'd
I think 'We' would suffice
arrived in front of the gate to the Tendou house. I
hesitated a moment and turned towards Ukyou. "Well, I guess this is good
bye for now. I had a lovely time."
"Sure." Then his eyes left my face for a moment as though he'd
noticed something behind me. Before I could ask what it was, he grabbed
my shoulders and drew me into a kiss.
Oh ho! Now that was a suprise. Genma's got to try to explain things to
Ukyou at some point. Not that she will believe the explanation, but he's
going to try to do something.
Nice work. Look forward to more already.
D.B. Sommer