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Outside the Dorms; Late Saturday Night.

Chad had returned to his late night, probably more than just a little bit creepy stalking around the town, and lingered a little around the outside of the dormitory upon returning.

No, he won't tell you what he was doing. No matter how much you asked.

Especially since it was all mostly just thinking, and nothing particularly bad ass or devlish at all. Although what he was thinking about made him feel pretty bad ass, anyway.

Pulling his jacket around himself a little tighter, Chad took a moment to lean on a tree, one foot propping up against it, and looking up toward the cloudy sky. A little chilly tonight, but he didn't mind. It was nice. He closed his eyes a moment, enjoyed the quiet of the night. Homecoming had been pretty damn good to him...

[[ technically open, though expecting a certain ~~convenient plotting device~~ puppy dog and owner ]]

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//I found out there's a cure for this heat sensitive thing.... But 's really rare. So I don't know if 'll find it...//

//"Ya did?"// Chad's head tilted. //" What'd'ya find out?"//

//This... Phoenix Pill. It makes ya able ta withstand heat, like a phoenix can survive the fire on it's body.// See? He WAS listening to Yue the best he could!

"Huh." Chad grunted a bit. //"And I take it you can't just go to the local pharmacy and request a perscription..."//

//You're still messin' with me. Quit it. I told ya I ain't in the mood.... I might not find it...// His face looks a bit striken at the end.

Chad winced a bit. He hadn't meant to make another joke, he really hadn't. He hadn't even realized he had until just then.

//"I'm sure you will. If you can find that it exists, that's half the searching."//

He paused, looking at Ranma thoughtful. //"I can get in touch with Ichigo back home and he can ask Hat-and-Clogs about it. It sounds like something he'd have in his shop."//

He tried not to imagine them arriving with those little candy dispensers that Rukia seemed way, way too into for those one pills that...you know, Chad couldn't remember what she had them for, because the dispensers were just too cute and were all he remembered.

//Sure... I don't mind where 's from I jus' wanna change back...// This is Mizu glaring at Chad for ignoring him for so long. He barks.

Chad was mid-nod in response to Ranma when Mizu barked. He didn't speak Canine, no, but he understood that well enough, and, feeling that perhaps Ranma was a little more comfortable with sticking around, Chad crouched down and started scritching behind Mizu's ears. "Don't worry, boy, I didn't forget about you..."

Mizu looks now contented, he'd purr if he was a cat, but since he's not he only pants with his little tounge lolling out. Ranma was slowly working up his courage to say something... He tried a few times but the words wouldn't come out. He stands still, taking a deep breath and going for another try. //Uh... Chad... Did... you mean it...? I mean... yesterday...?//

Chad looked up and over at Ranma with a tilt of his head, petting uninterupted. //"Hm? Mean what?"//

//All that... stuff...// She can't say it! Why's he making him try!?

//"All the stuff I said last night?"//

He nods a bit. Ugh, now he's blushing as he remembers it...

//"Of course,"// Chad said simply, turning back to Mizu. //"Why would I say it if I didn't?"//

//... W-Why'd ya say that... are ya... jus' tryin' to play a joke on me...?//

Chad frowned; what, did Ranma think he was the type of person to lie and do things like that? It bothered him a great deal to think that he did.

//"No,"// he said, a bit tersely, trying to focus on Mizu more. //"I said it because it's what I was thinking."//

More like he had noooo self esteem in the matter... it had nothing to do with Chad's character at all. He fell silent again. He doesn't know what to say, or how to say it...

Chad grunted; Ranma's silence only seemed to aggitate the little kernal of anger that had dropped inside of him. Poor Mizu; Chad's usual scritches were definately not as gentle as usual today.

//'m jus'... not used ta it...Seems like... no one would say it unless they were kiddin'...//

Another grunt. What kind of fucked up logic was this guy following?

//"I don't talk much, Ranma. Why would I use the few times I do to say something I didn't mean?"//

He had this problem with a temper, and it didn't matter what mood he was in, it could plague him at any moment. //Well how'm I supposed ta know?! Why'd ya pick me anyways?! I ain't good at any of this!//

//"Pick you?"// Chad turned his head and looked at Ranma for a moment, but turning his gaze away again with a shake. His hands left Mizu's head and went to his knees, to help him pull himself up.

Once straightened, he run a hand through his hair, angled himself slightly toward Ranma. //"Ranma, look; I'm sorry if what I said, what I did last night bothered you. I guess I wasn't really thinking when I did it. If I'd've known it'd bug you so much, I'd have just kept it to myself."//

//It ain't like that! ... Well not really... cuz I.. it was... really nice... I just... wasn't sure why you'd be sayin' it ta me...// Even in the poor light he could probably see how red Ranma was. And not just his hair, mind you.

Hand through hair, big heavy sigh, and a very direct look at Ranma. //"Do you need me to say it again for you to get it? Because I will...."//

Flail flail. He usually doesn't flail but... hoo... //N-n-no! S-s'okay! Ya don't gotta do that...//

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