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Outside Puffin, Early evening.

He's waiting for Setsuna again with a notebook and a mission. He couldn't confront her with Jude there. he had moved out of sight when they had left and returned together, he couldn't let this go. He usually does let things like this slide, anything that aggravated him usually passed for him after the sun set and rose again. But this time it wasn't working. He couldn't stop being upset by this. He takes a deep breath and waits impatiently again.

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//No but... I'm not prince material or whatever... my handwriting is bad. I have more than one curse on me, I'm pretty much only good at martial arts. You can't think I'm too good for a pretty girl like that.//

Each emphasis is punctuated with a desire to just whap him on the head with the notebook. She keeps her arms tightly folded to prevent such an assault. //"Things like that don't matter. What does matter, if you even read that list is that you're a good person, which you are, or at least were, before this little explosion. I guess I finally found what I was looking for so I didn't feel so bad about writing a bad recomendation without feeling like I was going against some better judgement!"//

//Right.// he sighs. He feels totally defeated, there's no way for him to explain that he still feels like he never deserved a good roccomendation in the first place. //Well I'm glad you'll at least tell them the truth about me then. Best to strike me off their list as soon as they can.//

Why...why wasn't he arguing back? Why was he just...caving in? Sakurazaki didn't like this, not one bit. She feels her anger sliding into a bothered frown....and guilt. A lot of guilt suddenly on her shoulders, which sag slightly as her arms drop to her side.

What's worse is that she doesn't know what to say. As she ruminates of it, though, her anger sparks back up. //"You're such an idiot, Ranma! Can't you get it through your head that, what I've been trying to say is that if I were to tell them the truth, you'd be moved right up to the top of the list?"//

//You really want an idiot at the top of the list?//

It really is taking everything she has in her not to hit him. Frustration takes over.

//"I don't want you anywhere near that list! I don't want to have to share you!"//

Her eyes snap open as colour drains from her face and what she blurted registers in her ears. Faltering, she quickly tries to add something, but she can't only stutter. //"...with...her...with Ojou-sama. I..don't want her......"//

Oh, shit.

Talk about blushing... he's never blushes so hard in his whole life, all his blood must be in his face at the moment. //You... don't have to...//

What does someone...how does someone react after something like that? For the moment, it seems that all Sakurazaki can do is just slip into a very wide eyed, confused daze. Trying to explain herself would only make it worse, probably end up digging an even deeper hole for herself. Slowly, her face starts to twist, an expression that tells of the urge to cry. It's a strange, completely random and unwelcome feeling, but it's presence helps her get the anger enough to to figure out what to do.

//"Oh, just forget it,"// she growls as she turns around to head toward the cabin, the disgust in her voice more for herself than anything else.

Ranma for once in his damn life takes a bold move and grabs for her hand gently. //Wait... I mean that... you don't have to share me or something... I like it here at Fandom with you...//

Sakurazaki gasps when he grabs her hand. Partially because she wasn't expecting it, partially because eep, intamacy, and partially, in some deep, flickering part of her mind, she was hoping for it. She pulls her hand away, though, tucking it close to her chest and protecting it with her other hand as she turns back.

"Ramna..."

But she can't do this. She can't look at him. She can't bring herself to go back to the topic she had inadvertantly brought up. //"I'm sorry. You're right; I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry, okay?"//

//I forgive you. So long as you promise that... you don't mind my bad jokes...// He tempts a cute smile through his blushyness.

Sakurazaki can't help but stare blankly at him for a moment, shocked by the sudden grin. As her brain kicks into gear, she begins to blink. ...Bad jokes? What was he...Oh, right! That was on the list.

One of her eyes slide shut; sure, it's a common habit for her, but this time it might actually be a wry wink. //"I've been putting up with them so far, haven't I?"//

She tries not to, but, nervously, still kinda shaken with the whole explosion of emotion, she grins.

//I'm glad you have.// He looks innocently and cutely at her. //I don't care what you write in the letter okay? Just do what will make you happy for once. You know it's not like they'll know if you're lying or telling the truth.//

Just do what would make her happy for once? Slightly, Sakurazaki frowns. She wish it could be that easy...She didn't even know what would make her happy at this point.

//"So, you really didn't have any clue about this whole thing? The arranged marriage thing?"//

//Not one. My dad's probably got me in stuff like that up to my neck. I hope I don't ever have to go back to that. I do have to get to China though... If I get there I can get rid of at least one curse...// He looks at her earnestly.

//"Out of all the strangest, weirdest coincidences..."// She finds herself musing aloud, then wondering to herself about fate, and then promptly blushing over why she would even think that.

//Hah life's like that I supose ain't it?// He grins again.

//"Guess so..."// She sighs, exhaustion creeping up on her and smacking her upside the head. Shoulders slumping, he implores Ranma with regretful eyes.

//"I'm sorry; after all that..."// She waves her hands slightly to indicate their arguement. //"...I'm really drained. Besides, we should probably get in before the rain starts again."//

He takes a bit of a chance cuz he's feeling pretty giddy again. //Gotcha, I"m outta here.// He ruffles her hair a bit then hops up to the nearest roof. //See ya Setsuna!//

Even though the move is too quick, she still reflexively swats at where his arm was with a twist of her face. //"Yeah, yeah,"// she waves a half-playful, half-tired hand at him dismissly, shaking her head slightly as she disappears inside.

That was...close.

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