Eloping
By JoPa-kun
I don't own Ranma, or any of its chast. They belong to someone else. Really. I swear.
This is a continuation of sorts. I will try not to let the characters get to much out of character, but then again I'm lazy. I tried more to bring the story on paper, then spending time developing characters.
chapter 1 getting away
This story begins in a room, in a prefecture of a large city. Let us look into this room, in which two teenagers blushing furiously stare at each other. The girl, whose makeup and hair are done in perfection, wearing a bathrobe, she asks something of importance. The boy wearing a white tuxedo looks at her in surprise and then answers the girl. He is not aware of it, yet, but he is lying through his teeth. The girl gets angry and in response, the boy shies away, eyes closed, ready to endure great bodily harm. A few seconds pass, and he opens his eyes again. The boy briefly wonders if the girl is weeping, he opens his mouth to say something comforting, but nothing comes from it. He leaves.
Later the boy waits at an altar, which is set up in a hall, a small training hall. The doors open and an angel of indescribable beauty walks, no flows in, her dress cascades like waves around her. He blinks and the angel turns into something even more beautiful, his fiancée the girl he talked to earlier. It is his first moment of clarity he has concerning their relationship; He is almost frightened by the intensity of the feelings that accompany the revelation.
The roof of the hall explodes the spectators and the priest run out of the building. However, the engaged couple stays and gets ready to fight the intruders. The attackers proof to be three other girls each throwing something at the bride. The boy acts fast and the exploding food and flowers detonate on him, instead of his fiancé. The doors fly open and two more boys run in eager to attack the groom. The bride defends him from the bokken and the umbrella. More explosive head towards the bride and again the groom takes the hit, but this time the flowers spread sleeping gas. For the boy everything falls to blackness.
When he next awakes it is time to go to school, he hurries and makes sure the girl is okay. They are not married however. They leave for school a bit early, hand in hand. Both seem happy, although the marriage did not take place. Nevertheless, there is an unspoken promise that one day. Here their story ends, has ended, but I would not tell this story to you if I intended to just narrate the original possibility.
Follow me as we step back through the pages of history. We end up in Canada twelve years before the above takes place. Keep your eyes open we are looking for something ordinary. Yes, you are right that is it. Now break it of, and stand next to me to watch.
A oriole, who came a little to far north flies by the branch you broke of, he never sat on it like he would have earlier, and thus it does not see the butterfly just dropping out of its cocoon. It spreads its wings and flaps the first once then twice, it takes of to explore the world. We leave we have done what we came for.
Events went as they have before. Our trip was useless you say nothing has changed. Watch. The three girls attack the wedding again, and soon the two boys run in. Bride and groom again fight back to back, and now watch the change, dear friend. See those clouds over the training hall? Their form has changed. A few stray winds have shifted them altering their appearance. Don't they look more like a cat, or even two kittens fighting about a ball of yarn? Now watch the groom. He defends his bride, and does not acknowledge the clouds but his subconscious does. Moreover, the change is made.
Due to his martial arts training, Ranma kept his cool, his brain almost functioning by itself. His mind told him what was going on. 'Ukyo, Shampoo, and Kodachi are throwing bombs at Akane. Keep moving, if you stop, they'll kill her. If she dies, I die. She will become my wife and if it's the last I do.' If Ranma would've been in his right mind, he would've doubted those words, but he was fighting, and his mind was thinking straight. It was for once not confused, by its surroundings.
He dived to his right; another three bombs hit him square in the chest. They sent him sprawling. He fought the sudden urge to sleep. 'sleeping gas bombs' his mind observed.
He couldn't leap up to them that would leave Akane unprotected.
He jumped up the bombs struck his belly. He was thrown back behind Akane.
He could already feel his body aching, growing faint. Only one option was left.
He made a flying roll over Akane, the bombs hitting his back once again.
Before he even came to his knees he was already drawing power. His Ego was sufficiently silenced, by mind and Instinct. His Mind told him what attack to use. His Instinct told him to not hold back. He rolled to his knees. "Mouko Takabahashi" He yelled.
The attack hit home. The three girls went flying. Defeated.
'I have to stay awake. Have to protect Akane' his Mind told him, he tried standing up.
'Have to protect my mate. My wife' He fell back to his knees. He was unconscious, before his chin connected to the wooden floor.
He slowly cracked his eyes open. And turned his head to see, where he was. He was at the Tendo guest room. But why? His eyes shot open. 'Akane.' He thought. He ran to her room, and slammed her door open. He sighed in relief. She was snoring away in her bed. He took a step towards her and stopped.
Maybe it was, because he was still half asleep. Maybe it was because she was the last thing on his mind before he fell. Maybe it was the shock that he really had hurt his other fiancée's, to protect her. He could still hear his Instinct telling him to protect his mate. 'The dojo's not safe anymore' it told him. He took a step back and nodded. He left the room. He knew what to do.
She had finally found sleep, after spending hours crying, and being mad. Mad at her father, for pushing her into marriage, Nabiki, for helping ruining it, Shampoo, Kuno and the others, for ruining it, and mad at Ranma, for being an insensitive jerk, for not telling her how he really felt, for not being awake, so she could tell him how she felt.
Something shook her, waking her up from her dreamless sleep. Something shook her again.
"Akane!" somebody whispered in her ear. She slowly cracked her eyes open, and when she saw who it was, her eyes grew in size.
"Ra..!" she started to yell, but he put his hand over her mouth. With his index finger pressed to his lips he ordered her to be quiet. She gave him a puzzled expression.
He knew he had to act fast if he gave her too much time to think about it, she would just get mad at him, and nothing would get accomplished. So he tossed her some clothes and motioned her to put them on, he stepped outside the already open door, not making a noise, not closing the door either. It would make to much noise. He waited for her to step outside her room, than took her hand lead her pack into her room. He opened her window, and motioned her again to be quiet. She could already see the first tendrils of anger creeping into her face. He swiftly scooped her up in his arms, and bounded out of the window, towards a nearby park. Instincts left him, as Ego took its place.
She was curious, to say the least. What was going on? What was he up to? For a second she feared (hoped?), that he was there to take advantage of her, but then he tossed her some clothes, and now he was opening her window. Was he going to... She never got to finish the thought, because he scooped her up, and bounded out of her room.
When she opened her eyes again, she was standing in the park in front of the 'Iwasaki Chihiro - Museum', miles away from her home, but still in Nerima.
"Ranma, what...?" she started, but was cut off by Ranma.
"Sit down, please. I really needed to talk to you." He patted the spot next to him on the stone bench. She complied and sat down. she stared at her hands for a while, sometimes steeling glances at him, who was leaning back gazing at the stars. A few minutes passed without either saying something.
"Why are we here?" she finally asked.
"I told ya, We need to talk, or I need ta talk, and ya need to listen, I just need some time to figure out how to put it."
"No I mean why here of all places?"
"It's a nice park. Miles away from everybody, nobody would suspect us here. Because it's not where I usually go, actually this is my first time here. It's safe, I hope."
"Oh." She was staring at her hands, again, playing with the end of the sleeves. She blinked and inspected her clothing, as if she had seen them for the first time, she hadn't really paid attention, when she got dressed.
"Why am I wearing one of your outfits, is this some perv..." anger rising within her.
"Did you want me rummage through your clothes, then?" he asked and cut her off.
She looked, back at her hands, her anger subsiding. He had a point. "No."
They sat there for a few more moments, when he finally started again.
"Akane, can you promise me something?" he took her hand in his own.
"Um, sure. What?" She gently squeezed his fingers. Her face was starting to get hot, and she was starting to feel uncomfortable, tensed, and yet oddly relaxed.
"Ya know I'm not much of a talker, I mean I'm a jerk." she giggled, and a smile crept on his face, "So please let me finish, what i have to tell ya, 'cause I know I'll upset ya, during it, because I say things I don't mean that way. Do ya understand?"
"Yes Ranma, I promise." she squeezed his fingers reassuringly. 'What is he up to? He really seems sincere.' she thought.
"Okay. I'll hold you to it. I wanna leave Nerima for a while not long, just a few months, and after that I'll move back in with mom, I think." Akane gasped in shock.
"But, but what ab...You'll just abandon me like that?"
"Akane, your Promise." she shut up, and tore her gaze away from him.
"Sorry."
"'S 'kay Akane. I'm just so sick and tired of everything around us. I have ta make a major decision, and I need a few answers from you." He took a deep breath.
"Why did you want to go through with the wedding, 'Kane? Because of your family honour, 'cause of the cure, was I some sort of prize, or do ya really lo...lo..." He took another deep breath and muttered something. Akane could only make out the word 'coward', "or do you really love me, Akane?" he finally said.
She couldn't believe this was happening. Was she dreaming? But did she love him? She had thought so earlier, but now she wasn't so sure any more.
"Was I a prize?" he asked, his voice starting to quiver. She shook her head.
"Honour?" again she shook her head.
"The cure?" she shook her head yet again.
"I, I... You don't have to answer the last question, if you don't want to." He took his hand back and fumbled with his thumbs. She hesitated for the fraction of a second, and grasp his hand tightly again.
"In moments like this, I think I really do." She answered honestly.
He took her grasping hand, in both of his, and started to play with her fingers.
"I'm glad to hear that." He looked in her wonderfully brown eyes, and slipped of the bench to kneel before her. "Akane Tendo, will you elope with me?"
"No. Why do you want to elope?"
"I'm sorry I just thought, you said, and I wanted .wanted to marry you." His voice failed, a sob escaped his throat.
"Yes I will marry you, Ranma." she then pulled him up and kissed him.
"There is nothing wrong with marrying you, dummy. But do we really have to elope?"
"Hell, yeah! Remember what happened a few hours ago?"
"Oh. Yeah, right."
"Ok come."
"What? Right now?"
"Yes, now. We'll never be able to leave, if we don't leave now, can you imagine how those idiots will act, by tomorrow?"
"Yes, but what about my clothes? My personal stuff?"
"I got all my Ranko costumes with me, and enough money, to buy what little we need. I left a letter, in your room, in case you would've said yes, if you would've said no, I would've told you to burn it."
"You set this all up? When?"
"A half an hour before I woke you up. I'm sorry if it looks like if I tricked you into this, but I don't want anybody following us."
"I really need my."Her eyes met his, and saw something she would've never expected to find there. Fear. She nodded.
"Okay, then lets go."
They made head for 'Nerima Kasugacho Station', where he had already deposited two backpacks. They headed for the ticket counter, but not before Ranma turned into Ranko.
"Ok Akane, just play along it's all just a cew, so the ticket guy remebers us, okay"
She nodded "But why would you want him to remember us?"
"Trust me, on this. I got a lot of experience running away with my old man."
The redhead then turned and walked to the ticket booth.
"Who wants to be a fiancée to such an uncute unsexy tomboy like you anyway?" he loudly proclaimed.
"What did you just call me?" Akane asked threatingly.
"Ah stuff it Akane." Ranma turned to the ticket vendor. Two tickets towards Tojama. One for me and one for that machochick."
"Ranma no BAKA!" she malleted him to the ground, paid the tickets, and dragged her fiancée of.
When they were seated in an empty compartment of the train, Akane finally asked, why he wanted the man to remember them.
"Ya see", the redhead started, while pulling something out of her backpack, "I want him to remember exactly where we are headed to, without making the others suspicios. Because we are getting of at the next station." She purred the thermos over herself, and returned to her original sex. He then withdrew a baseball cap, one of his father's headwrapps and two sweaters. He gave a sweater to Akane, along with the cap, and told her to put them on, and behave like a boy. He pulled on the other sweater, and put on the head cloth.
"It's the Saotme Secret Technique in action" he said mockingly.
They got of at the next station, which was in Toma Region. They walked all the way back to suginami, all the while Ranma giving Akane tips on how to mask ones presence, much like Dr Tofu did. Every few minutes he would say something like
"Come on Akane. You saw Doc doing it a few times, you know how it's done." or "You're getting better Akane. You'll have it down in no time." Akane felt like prisoners breaking free, and was really thrilled by it, even though he was pushing them along.
It took an hour to get to the metro station in suginami ward; they boarded towards shinkiba, thankful that metro stations were automated.
They were now seated in an empty metro. Akane sitting on his lap, wrapping his arms around her, her head nestled on his shoulder. He nuzzled her hair with his nose, enjoying their lavender scent.
"I wonder how our families will react?" Akane wondered out loud.
"I'm sorry Akane that we are running away. I really would like to have a real big wedding like you deserve, but..."
"I know Ranma. There wasn't another way."
They fell quiet for a few seconds, before Ranma spoke again.
"Well I'd say Kasumi should be finding that letter pretty soon."
"What did you write, anyway?"
By JoPa-kun
I don't own Ranma, or any of its chast. They belong to someone else. Really. I swear.
This is a continuation of sorts. I will try not to let the characters get to much out of character, but then again I'm lazy. I tried more to bring the story on paper, then spending time developing characters.
chapter 1 getting away
This story begins in a room, in a prefecture of a large city. Let us look into this room, in which two teenagers blushing furiously stare at each other. The girl, whose makeup and hair are done in perfection, wearing a bathrobe, she asks something of importance. The boy wearing a white tuxedo looks at her in surprise and then answers the girl. He is not aware of it, yet, but he is lying through his teeth. The girl gets angry and in response, the boy shies away, eyes closed, ready to endure great bodily harm. A few seconds pass, and he opens his eyes again. The boy briefly wonders if the girl is weeping, he opens his mouth to say something comforting, but nothing comes from it. He leaves.
Later the boy waits at an altar, which is set up in a hall, a small training hall. The doors open and an angel of indescribable beauty walks, no flows in, her dress cascades like waves around her. He blinks and the angel turns into something even more beautiful, his fiancée the girl he talked to earlier. It is his first moment of clarity he has concerning their relationship; He is almost frightened by the intensity of the feelings that accompany the revelation.
The roof of the hall explodes the spectators and the priest run out of the building. However, the engaged couple stays and gets ready to fight the intruders. The attackers proof to be three other girls each throwing something at the bride. The boy acts fast and the exploding food and flowers detonate on him, instead of his fiancé. The doors fly open and two more boys run in eager to attack the groom. The bride defends him from the bokken and the umbrella. More explosive head towards the bride and again the groom takes the hit, but this time the flowers spread sleeping gas. For the boy everything falls to blackness.
When he next awakes it is time to go to school, he hurries and makes sure the girl is okay. They are not married however. They leave for school a bit early, hand in hand. Both seem happy, although the marriage did not take place. Nevertheless, there is an unspoken promise that one day. Here their story ends, has ended, but I would not tell this story to you if I intended to just narrate the original possibility.
Follow me as we step back through the pages of history. We end up in Canada twelve years before the above takes place. Keep your eyes open we are looking for something ordinary. Yes, you are right that is it. Now break it of, and stand next to me to watch.
A oriole, who came a little to far north flies by the branch you broke of, he never sat on it like he would have earlier, and thus it does not see the butterfly just dropping out of its cocoon. It spreads its wings and flaps the first once then twice, it takes of to explore the world. We leave we have done what we came for.
Events went as they have before. Our trip was useless you say nothing has changed. Watch. The three girls attack the wedding again, and soon the two boys run in. Bride and groom again fight back to back, and now watch the change, dear friend. See those clouds over the training hall? Their form has changed. A few stray winds have shifted them altering their appearance. Don't they look more like a cat, or even two kittens fighting about a ball of yarn? Now watch the groom. He defends his bride, and does not acknowledge the clouds but his subconscious does. Moreover, the change is made.
Due to his martial arts training, Ranma kept his cool, his brain almost functioning by itself. His mind told him what was going on. 'Ukyo, Shampoo, and Kodachi are throwing bombs at Akane. Keep moving, if you stop, they'll kill her. If she dies, I die. She will become my wife and if it's the last I do.' If Ranma would've been in his right mind, he would've doubted those words, but he was fighting, and his mind was thinking straight. It was for once not confused, by its surroundings.
He dived to his right; another three bombs hit him square in the chest. They sent him sprawling. He fought the sudden urge to sleep. 'sleeping gas bombs' his mind observed.
He couldn't leap up to them that would leave Akane unprotected.
He jumped up the bombs struck his belly. He was thrown back behind Akane.
He could already feel his body aching, growing faint. Only one option was left.
He made a flying roll over Akane, the bombs hitting his back once again.
Before he even came to his knees he was already drawing power. His Ego was sufficiently silenced, by mind and Instinct. His Mind told him what attack to use. His Instinct told him to not hold back. He rolled to his knees. "Mouko Takabahashi" He yelled.
The attack hit home. The three girls went flying. Defeated.
'I have to stay awake. Have to protect Akane' his Mind told him, he tried standing up.
'Have to protect my mate. My wife' He fell back to his knees. He was unconscious, before his chin connected to the wooden floor.
He slowly cracked his eyes open. And turned his head to see, where he was. He was at the Tendo guest room. But why? His eyes shot open. 'Akane.' He thought. He ran to her room, and slammed her door open. He sighed in relief. She was snoring away in her bed. He took a step towards her and stopped.
Maybe it was, because he was still half asleep. Maybe it was because she was the last thing on his mind before he fell. Maybe it was the shock that he really had hurt his other fiancée's, to protect her. He could still hear his Instinct telling him to protect his mate. 'The dojo's not safe anymore' it told him. He took a step back and nodded. He left the room. He knew what to do.
She had finally found sleep, after spending hours crying, and being mad. Mad at her father, for pushing her into marriage, Nabiki, for helping ruining it, Shampoo, Kuno and the others, for ruining it, and mad at Ranma, for being an insensitive jerk, for not telling her how he really felt, for not being awake, so she could tell him how she felt.
Something shook her, waking her up from her dreamless sleep. Something shook her again.
"Akane!" somebody whispered in her ear. She slowly cracked her eyes open, and when she saw who it was, her eyes grew in size.
"Ra..!" she started to yell, but he put his hand over her mouth. With his index finger pressed to his lips he ordered her to be quiet. She gave him a puzzled expression.
He knew he had to act fast if he gave her too much time to think about it, she would just get mad at him, and nothing would get accomplished. So he tossed her some clothes and motioned her to put them on, he stepped outside the already open door, not making a noise, not closing the door either. It would make to much noise. He waited for her to step outside her room, than took her hand lead her pack into her room. He opened her window, and motioned her again to be quiet. She could already see the first tendrils of anger creeping into her face. He swiftly scooped her up in his arms, and bounded out of the window, towards a nearby park. Instincts left him, as Ego took its place.
She was curious, to say the least. What was going on? What was he up to? For a second she feared (hoped?), that he was there to take advantage of her, but then he tossed her some clothes, and now he was opening her window. Was he going to... She never got to finish the thought, because he scooped her up, and bounded out of her room.
When she opened her eyes again, she was standing in the park in front of the 'Iwasaki Chihiro - Museum', miles away from her home, but still in Nerima.
"Ranma, what...?" she started, but was cut off by Ranma.
"Sit down, please. I really needed to talk to you." He patted the spot next to him on the stone bench. She complied and sat down. she stared at her hands for a while, sometimes steeling glances at him, who was leaning back gazing at the stars. A few minutes passed without either saying something.
"Why are we here?" she finally asked.
"I told ya, We need to talk, or I need ta talk, and ya need to listen, I just need some time to figure out how to put it."
"No I mean why here of all places?"
"It's a nice park. Miles away from everybody, nobody would suspect us here. Because it's not where I usually go, actually this is my first time here. It's safe, I hope."
"Oh." She was staring at her hands, again, playing with the end of the sleeves. She blinked and inspected her clothing, as if she had seen them for the first time, she hadn't really paid attention, when she got dressed.
"Why am I wearing one of your outfits, is this some perv..." anger rising within her.
"Did you want me rummage through your clothes, then?" he asked and cut her off.
She looked, back at her hands, her anger subsiding. He had a point. "No."
They sat there for a few more moments, when he finally started again.
"Akane, can you promise me something?" he took her hand in his own.
"Um, sure. What?" She gently squeezed his fingers. Her face was starting to get hot, and she was starting to feel uncomfortable, tensed, and yet oddly relaxed.
"Ya know I'm not much of a talker, I mean I'm a jerk." she giggled, and a smile crept on his face, "So please let me finish, what i have to tell ya, 'cause I know I'll upset ya, during it, because I say things I don't mean that way. Do ya understand?"
"Yes Ranma, I promise." she squeezed his fingers reassuringly. 'What is he up to? He really seems sincere.' she thought.
"Okay. I'll hold you to it. I wanna leave Nerima for a while not long, just a few months, and after that I'll move back in with mom, I think." Akane gasped in shock.
"But, but what ab...You'll just abandon me like that?"
"Akane, your Promise." she shut up, and tore her gaze away from him.
"Sorry."
"'S 'kay Akane. I'm just so sick and tired of everything around us. I have ta make a major decision, and I need a few answers from you." He took a deep breath.
"Why did you want to go through with the wedding, 'Kane? Because of your family honour, 'cause of the cure, was I some sort of prize, or do ya really lo...lo..." He took another deep breath and muttered something. Akane could only make out the word 'coward', "or do you really love me, Akane?" he finally said.
She couldn't believe this was happening. Was she dreaming? But did she love him? She had thought so earlier, but now she wasn't so sure any more.
"Was I a prize?" he asked, his voice starting to quiver. She shook her head.
"Honour?" again she shook her head.
"The cure?" she shook her head yet again.
"I, I... You don't have to answer the last question, if you don't want to." He took his hand back and fumbled with his thumbs. She hesitated for the fraction of a second, and grasp his hand tightly again.
"In moments like this, I think I really do." She answered honestly.
He took her grasping hand, in both of his, and started to play with her fingers.
"I'm glad to hear that." He looked in her wonderfully brown eyes, and slipped of the bench to kneel before her. "Akane Tendo, will you elope with me?"
"No. Why do you want to elope?"
"I'm sorry I just thought, you said, and I wanted .wanted to marry you." His voice failed, a sob escaped his throat.
"Yes I will marry you, Ranma." she then pulled him up and kissed him.
"There is nothing wrong with marrying you, dummy. But do we really have to elope?"
"Hell, yeah! Remember what happened a few hours ago?"
"Oh. Yeah, right."
"Ok come."
"What? Right now?"
"Yes, now. We'll never be able to leave, if we don't leave now, can you imagine how those idiots will act, by tomorrow?"
"Yes, but what about my clothes? My personal stuff?"
"I got all my Ranko costumes with me, and enough money, to buy what little we need. I left a letter, in your room, in case you would've said yes, if you would've said no, I would've told you to burn it."
"You set this all up? When?"
"A half an hour before I woke you up. I'm sorry if it looks like if I tricked you into this, but I don't want anybody following us."
"I really need my."Her eyes met his, and saw something she would've never expected to find there. Fear. She nodded.
"Okay, then lets go."
They made head for 'Nerima Kasugacho Station', where he had already deposited two backpacks. They headed for the ticket counter, but not before Ranma turned into Ranko.
"Ok Akane, just play along it's all just a cew, so the ticket guy remebers us, okay"
She nodded "But why would you want him to remember us?"
"Trust me, on this. I got a lot of experience running away with my old man."
The redhead then turned and walked to the ticket booth.
"Who wants to be a fiancée to such an uncute unsexy tomboy like you anyway?" he loudly proclaimed.
"What did you just call me?" Akane asked threatingly.
"Ah stuff it Akane." Ranma turned to the ticket vendor. Two tickets towards Tojama. One for me and one for that machochick."
"Ranma no BAKA!" she malleted him to the ground, paid the tickets, and dragged her fiancée of.
When they were seated in an empty compartment of the train, Akane finally asked, why he wanted the man to remember them.
"Ya see", the redhead started, while pulling something out of her backpack, "I want him to remember exactly where we are headed to, without making the others suspicios. Because we are getting of at the next station." She purred the thermos over herself, and returned to her original sex. He then withdrew a baseball cap, one of his father's headwrapps and two sweaters. He gave a sweater to Akane, along with the cap, and told her to put them on, and behave like a boy. He pulled on the other sweater, and put on the head cloth.
"It's the Saotme Secret Technique in action" he said mockingly.
They got of at the next station, which was in Toma Region. They walked all the way back to suginami, all the while Ranma giving Akane tips on how to mask ones presence, much like Dr Tofu did. Every few minutes he would say something like
"Come on Akane. You saw Doc doing it a few times, you know how it's done." or "You're getting better Akane. You'll have it down in no time." Akane felt like prisoners breaking free, and was really thrilled by it, even though he was pushing them along.
It took an hour to get to the metro station in suginami ward; they boarded towards shinkiba, thankful that metro stations were automated.
They were now seated in an empty metro. Akane sitting on his lap, wrapping his arms around her, her head nestled on his shoulder. He nuzzled her hair with his nose, enjoying their lavender scent.
"I wonder how our families will react?" Akane wondered out loud.
"I'm sorry Akane that we are running away. I really would like to have a real big wedding like you deserve, but..."
"I know Ranma. There wasn't another way."
They fell quiet for a few seconds, before Ranma spoke again.
"Well I'd say Kasumi should be finding that letter pretty soon."
"What did you write, anyway?"