There just wasn't any way that she would go in that direction. They were meant to be together and the only way that she would turn away from him would be if she was forced to. But it also meant that he would have an opportunity. If he could save her from what ever cruel tortures that they were putting her through, then she would be forever thankful to him.
However, he had to get past all these thugs who were planning on getting in his way. No doubt Tendo had used her wiles to trick these fools into getting in his way. Well, he'd faced others trying to get between him and his beloved before, and he'd gotten past them. He'd do the same thing now, and move onto saving his beloved!
"(Damned fool nearly got me with that one,)" muttered one French police officer.
Another gave a snort. "(Imagine what would happen if he actually looked where he was throwing.)"
"(Don't even joke about that...)"
Listening to them babble, Mousse snorted. He knew that they were probably trying to plan their next trick. But there was no way that they would fool him, especially at that moment.
For he had just seen his beloved bouncing along a riverbank, and all he had to do was run to her.
Kasumi watched her sister come in and smiled. "Did you have a nice time?"
"The best!" Nabiki commented as she held up a white envelope.
"Oh? What's that?"
"Just a payment from Shampoo."
"She paid you?"
"Yup. Wanted some imported cherries, gourmet whipped cream and some nuts."
"Hmmm... whatever could she want with that?"
The middle Tendo daughter shrugged. "Got me. All she said was that she wanted it for a 'too TOO delicious dessert'."
Skipping along the banks of the Seine river, Azusa Shiratori was in a good mood. It had been a good day, despite some setbacks. Those meanies at the place with all the pictures in it got all huffy because she wanted to take her Jean. It hadn't been like they didn't have plenty of their own. And then had been the nasty lady who wouldn't give her back her Maurice.
Still, it had been a pretty good day all around. She'd managed to get her Phillipe, so the day wasn't a total loss, and she'd had such fun with her sailors. It hadn't been in the way that it could most be fun, but she had gone out and done lots of neat things with them. She'd gotten to try that great stuff, which seemed to come in white and red types and that other stuff with all the bubbles. Along with all the great food and games, she was having a great old time.
Now it was time for a little night out. Her sailors had even helped her pick out some new clothing, including the skirt that she now wore. It was short, coming up to mid thigh and went so well with her uniform shirt. All the guys liked it too and said that it showed off her legs great. She'd even gotten some special panties with it, some with anchors and others with sailboats, but all from her friends.
Which she would be able to thank them for when she got to the club. They were all going dancing and she was going to be able to do it with all of them. Maybe she could thank the one with the talented fingers for his massage earlier. Then they would all be on their way to Spain and she would get a chance to try out the swimsuits that they had brought her.
Unfortunately, her evening stroll was interupted by a somewhat familiar voice. "SHAMPOO!"
"Azusa already wash her hair..," muttered the ice skater moments before ducking out of the way of a thrown chain.
"Come my love," commented an arriving Mousse, "Leave this place and be free of your captivity!"
"Azusa is not you 'love'!"
"She must have brainwashed you too well," he sighed regretfully, "Since that can't be allowed, I'm going to have to take you away and free you."
Dodging another thrown chain, she glared at him. "You nearly tore Azusa's skirt!"
"Come now, the fools who have taken you and be with me!"
"No!" she yelled before grabbing a nearby trashcan and smashing him with it.
The nearly blind boy went sailing into the river, coming up in his duck form. She didn't stay for that, as she had turned up her nose before leaving. But he watched her go as far as he could with his limited sight.
That had to be his Shampoo, though it seemed that she had been remade into someone else. That only meant that he would have to work harder to save her, which he knew that he would do. To save his poor love, there was nothing that he wouldn't do.
So he pulled himself from the river, intent on following her while:
(Posted Fri, 29 Aug 2003 00:42)
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