But he was her fiancee. That strong, oh so handsome young man was to marry her. After the years that they had been apart, they were to be wed. That lithe, well muscled (without being overly so) body was to be the one that she was to enjoy in her marriage bed. The one with the handsome face, and the butt that she found that she couldn't stop sneaking peeks of. And she couldn't forget the pigtail that just so wanted to twirl with her fingers...
A strange smile came onto the cram student's face and she giggled.
"Are you okay?" her mother asked her.
"Yeah..," replied Ami, "He's my fiance?"
"Yes, he is."
There was some more giggling. "All mine?"
"I believe so..."
"Ranma, the martial artist is to be MY fiance."
"I told you that he was."
"He's my fiance..."
"You already said that..."
"Mine..."
"I'll take it as a 'yes' then..."
"Uh-huh," squeaked Ami... who then fell back in the chair in a dead faint.
"AMI?!" Kumori leapt from her chair and over to where her daughter was. She checked her over throughly, but other than a nosebleed and a really silly grin plastered across her face, she seemed to be perfectly fine. The older Mizuno shook her head with a smile, and wiped her daughter's nose before setting about making her more comfortable.
While she was doing that,:
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