by LawOhki » Mon Oct 21, 2013 9:18 pm
Damn these flashbacks got huge. Will probably skip the third and just have what happened come up in dialogue. Was trying to throw in some hints for a few things as well as giving some hints that Ranma is interested in Ukyo as a bit more than a friend.
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“Have some more then!” She joined him in smiling happily, pushing the remaining food in his face. “I’ll make you some okonomiyaki now.” He nodded eagerly and devoured the remaining sushi.
Ukyo prepared the best okonomiyaki she could, noticing that Ranma swallowed another fish in the brief time it took for her to prepare it. Unfortunately when she served him the finished product he didn’t seem to like it nearly as much as the sushi. He ate every bite but didn’t ask for more.
“Is there something wrong with it?” She asked, voice quivering with emotion. Her technique had been perfect, using the best ingredients, and preparing it just as her father had taught her. Ukyo wanted to cry, her first and best chance to introduce the wonderful world of okonomiyaki to Ranma, and she had failed.
“Don’t be sad.” He slid across the sand to sit next to her, his tail brushing briefly against her bare legs. “I want my friend to be happy.” Ranma leaned into her and began to hum a strange tune.
Ukyo blushed heavily as she came into contact with the mermaid and that he wanted to make her happy. “Okay.” She nodded and looked away, resolving to try again later to get him to enjoy okonomiyaki, and noticing that he was warm to the touch.
“I like your colors.” He complimented without any lead up.
“Huh?” She blurted out in confusion.
“Your colors.” He picked at the fabric of the dress she was wearing over her swimsuit. “Humans always wear nice colors when they come to the beach.”
“Oh-- heh heh.” She felt her face heat up again and played with a small string decorating the neckline of her dress. “It’s just my swimsuit and I like to wear this dress over it when I’m not swimming. Are--.” Ukyo stopped talking and glanced at Ranma. “Do all mermaids have pretty tails like yours?”
“No.” Ranma smiled and kicked his tail upwards in a way that would have required his knees to be backwards if it was a costume. “Mine’s the best.” He boasted jokingly.
“Seriously?”
“Nah, we’re all different, all the colors of the coral.” His face dropped. “But you’ve probably never seen coral.”
“I have, it was on the tv, and there are pictures.” She pointed out. “But I wish I could see them myself.”
“I could take you.” He offered. “But you can’t swim.”
“I can swim.” She countered indignantly.
“Like yesterday?”
“It was a storm-- and I was tied up in my net!”
“But you’re a human, humans just kick their legs, and hope they don’t drown.”
“No we don’t.” She huffed, feeling like she should defend herself.
“Show me then.” He twisted around to start making his way awkwardly down the beach towards the water. “I’ll save you if you can’t again.” Ranma stuck his tongue out at her.
“I’ll show you!” She charged down the beach, eager to beat him but slid to a stop and ran back to her supplies, remembering that she had goggles and needed to take her dress off. Fixing her goggles over her eyes, she ran into the surface feeling giddy, and dove into a wave that was coming in at the same time. Surfacing to take a breath, she swam out farther to get past the waves that were throwing her around.
“Ranma?” She called out, noticing that the black haired mermaid was nowhere to be seen. Ducking her head under the water, she spun around, hoping to catch sight of him in the clear water. Surfacing to take a breath, she screamed when she found him bobbing at the surface next to her with a big smile on his face.
“Come on.” He turned and dove back under the water, tail kicking up a spray as it broke the surface.
Ukyo tried to keep up but with her head underwater she could make out Ranma easily putting distance between them with only a few light kicks. He flipped on his back to look back at her before with a powerful kick he swung around to come back towards her. Ukyo watched in awe as he seemed to fly through the water. As clumsy as he was crawling around on land, he was equally as elegant and graceful when in his element. He stopped suddenly a couple meters away and tried to speak to her through the water but she couldn’t understand.
Gasping for breath when she finally surfaced, Ukyo floated with Ranma waiting nearby patiently. “It’s like you’re flying.” She commented in amazement, shocked by how he moved.
He took a moment to think about her phrasing before holding out a hand. “Do you want to fly too?”
She nodded and eagerly grabbed his hand. Ranma gently pulled her under the water before with a few increasingly strong kicks they were shooting through the ocean. Dropping down to the bottom, Ranma skimmed along the sand, before turning to one side to make a spiral back upwards towards the surface. Her face hurt from smiling but Ukyo had to let go with one hand to try and fix her goggles as the force of the water nearly shoved them off her face. Spinning, turning, diving, surfacing all blurred into one long exciting rush of water in her ear drums before her grip went slack, having forgotten the need to breathe.
Ranma stopped immediately and they slowly floated to stop, the mermaid looking at her in concern before realizing the problem, and rushing her up to the surface. He held her there as she regained her senses. “Forgot.” He said apologetically and began to pull her back towards the beach.
“But you didn’t show me the coral.” She pouted weakly.
“When you learn how to swim.” He joked.
Ukyo smiled at that and held on tighter as he brought her back to shore. Stumbling with her first few steps through the wet sand, she regained her balance, and offered her hand to help pull him from the water. “Since you can’t walk.” She teased.
“I could walk if I wanted.” He crossed his arms and looked away from her, still sitting partially in the water.
Giggling at the absurd image of him walking around on his fins, she sat down close to him. “I wish I could swim like that all the time.” She gushed, bending her knees up to prop her face up with her hands.
“You do?” He asked.
Ukyo nodded before a small wave gently rose up around her and then receded. “Being a mermaid must be so great.”
“I bet you’d be real pretty if you were a mermaid.”
“Really?” She asked hopefully before her face erupted in a gigantic blush and she turned away from him. “Don’t say things like that!” She hid her face with her hands in embarrassment. Slowly peaking one eye out from between her fingers she looked at him suspiciously. “Unless you really mean it.”
“I do.” Ranma nodded enthusiastically and leaned in closer.
“Don’t be a jerk.” She shoved him away angrily. “It’s not like something like that could ever happen.” Ukyo stomped up the beach, upset over his teasing.
“Are you leaving?” Ranma called to her.
“Yes.” She answered.
“Will I see you tomorrow?” He asked. “I promise to have something special for you.”
“Are you going to tease me again?” Ukyo crossed her arms irritably.
“I won’t.”
“Then I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Same time?”
“Sure.”