“... Okay, I'll be there in fifteen minutes.”
Ukyo had a thoughtful expression on her face as she hung up the phone. Nodoka had sounded pretty urgent, and the chef found herself wondering what had happened this time.
“Konatsu, I have to go out for a bit. Can you take care of the shop while I'm away?”
Her pretty waitress looked up from the juggling act he was putting on for a small group of children and shot her a smile. “Of course, Ukyo-sama. I'd be glad to.”
“Thanks, sugar,” Ukyo said as she slung her giant battle spatula across her back, wondering what the children Konatsu was entertaining would say if they found out their cute waitress was really a guy. “Just remember to charge the prices on the menu. If I get back here and found out you've been giving away Okonomiyaki for five yen again, I'm going to kick your ass.”
“Hehehe, not to worry.” Konatsu grimaced, almost faltering in his act. He no doubt was remembering the last time he had messed up and gotten his ass kicked. Literally.
Well, almost.
Ukyo had forced him to bend over the counter and bare his bottom, which she had spanked until it had been red like a lobster's. Then she'd taken out her strap-on.
Konatsu had only cried for ten minutes before he'd started enjoying it.
“All right, I'm leaving now.” Ukyo grabbed a bandoleer of spatula shuriken and opened the door, turning back to give Konatsu one last warning. “And remember: No more crazy ideas to improve business, or I'll kick your butt!”
“Got it, Ukyo-sama!”
As soon as she was on the street and on her way to the Tendo dojo Ukyo found her thoughts turning back towards the possible reason for this abrupt meeting. From what she had gathered, Nodoka had invited everybody that was somehow connected to Ranma.
She frowned as she considered this. There hadn't been that many occasions where they had all teamed up to accomplish something. They only did that when some guy kidnapped Akane...
Ukyo's eyes widened for a brief second before she narrowed them in anger. If another delusional idiot had come along and stolen away Akane in the hopes of making her his bride, she was going to open a serious can of whoopass. Akane's tight little butt was hers!
And Shampoo's.
And Kodachi's.
And maybe Ranma's, when he was a girl.
Ukyo shook her head. The romantic relationships between all the girls and Ranma were way too complicated.
“Well, Ukyo-honey, no use worrying your pretty little head about it. You're going to find out soon enough,” she muttered as she entered the street the Tendos lived in. She frowned when she spotted a bouncy girl with purple hair followed by what appeared to be a little troll clinging to the top of a gnarled staff. “Oh well, guess it's time to put on a show.
“You!” Ukyo screamed as she pulled her battle spatula from her back. “What are you doing here?!”
“Aiyah!” Shampoo's eyes widened as the Chinese girl pretended to be surprised. Whipping out her pair of chui, she took up a battle stance. “What Spatula-girl doing here?”
Ukyo had trouble keeping her eyes focused on Shampoo's face. Why couldn't that girl ever wear a bra under her cheongsam? “I got a call from Ranma-honey's mom asking me to come over. What are YOU doing here?”
Shampoo shrugged, the action doing interesting things to her chest. “Same thing. Auntie Nodoka call Shampoo, tell Shampoo come visit Airen.”
“Girls,” Cologne's raspy voice broke in. Ukyo still had trouble suppressing the shudders that threatened to overwhelm her whenever she saw Shampoo's great-grandmother. She looked and sounded just so old, with lines almost like chasms on her face and a voice that sounded as if she had eaten a crate of chalk. “Why don't we all calm down and wait for son-in-law's mother to tell us the purpose for her call?”
“I guess.”
“All right, great-grandmother.”
The two girls relaxed, exchanging a brief conspiratorial look as Cologne went up to the door and knocked.
The door was opened by Kasumi. “Oh my. Hello, everyone. How are you?”
Cologne chuckled, a sound like sandpaper rasping over concrete. “We're fine, Kasumi. Son-in-law's mother called and invited us all over. She said there was something important she had to tell us.”
“Oh, that's right! Come in.”
(Posted Thu, 08 Oct 2009 04:00)
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