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Blind Date	By : PurseMonger Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 8567 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma 1/2 or the characters from it. I make no money on from the writing of this story.

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This omake is dedicated to Flameraven who planted this plot bunny (but seriously there is no plot) in my head when he suggested it in a review. Flameraven, please consider this your real birthday gift. Happy belated birthday and all that jazz. I hope you enjoy this.

Warning: Lime flavored shenanigans below.

Dressed in a traditional yukata and geta sandals, Ukyo Kuonji's right had was entwined with her boyfriend's as they strolled the Tenabata festival. She had a rare Sunday off, thanks to a lot of planning and switching shifts, but it was worth it if she got to spend an entire day with Ryoga. So far, they had gone on a Ferris wheel, played some carnival games, and eaten a lot of delicious street food. She had enjoyed everything but by far the best part of the day had been their stop by the bamboo seller.

After being beckoned by a salesman, they walked over curiously, not knowing what to expect. When the salesman began to tell them about the legendary promise that any couple who wrote their names on parchment and placed them on bamboo stems were destined to be married, she began to worry. While she had the feeling that Ryoga could be the one, they hadn't been dating for very long. They hadn't even said those three little words to each other yet. That wasn't to say she was confused about her feelings, she had fallen fast and fallen hard for the man. It wasn't hard when he was so genuinely sweet and affectionate. He treated her like a princess, was always a gentleman but at the same time put her in her place when she needed it.

She tried to pull him away subtly, not wanting the issue of marriage to make their otherwise nice day awkward. Ryoga, though, refused to move and only listened to the man politely before pulling out his wallet and paying for a stem and parchment. He moved to a side table and she goggled a bit as she watched him bend over and write his name down the parchment before sticking it to a leaf with a golden star shaped sticker.

When he was done, Ryoga turned to his date and smiled at the confusion on her face. It had been on his mind to tell her how he felt about her, how he felt so much for her. But every time he tried to, he faltered. Not because he was unsure of his feelings but because he didn't know how to say it. He was never good with words and hoped he wouldn't screw this up.

"You don't have to write yours down if you don't want, I'll understand. I just want you to know where I stand."

It was such a simple statement. A promise of a future together without a declaration. Without pressure. Given so freely and honestly that her heart seemed to swell in her chest and her eyes watered with happiness. But she blinked those back because that would just be embarrassing. She didn't hesitate to write her name on the other piece of parchment before putting it next to his.

Ukyo looked down to the bamboo that she held in her left hand and couldn't help the wide grin that spread over her face. She looked over and eyed him appreciatively. He was never one to dress up, his clothes always simple, but damn if he didn't look good. His jeans just tight enough to mold against that amazing ass. The tight fitting t-shirt that showed off those musclular arms that could lift her up so easily. Those firm lips that she loved to kiss, not to mention how he used that talented tongue to please her. She was definitely going to have to show him her appreciation when they got back to her place later but she looked away, realizing that she was getting way too turned on. If she didn't stop looking at his Adonis -like body, she wouldn't be able to wait until later.

"You wanna go in?" Ryoga asked, pulling her out of her lustful thoughts.

Ukyo looked up to see they were in front of what looked like a haunted house called the Tunnel of Love and wrinkled her nose. She hated haunted houses. She didn't know why anyone got scared in those things, they were always filled with cheesy- looking people popping out at random times.

Mistaking her disinterest for wariness, the fanged man said, "Don't worry, I'll be there if you get scared."

It was on the tip of her tongue to laugh at the very idea when she realized that it would be dark in there. She could use being scared as an excuse to cling onto him and tease him in the process. She loved getting him worked up early in their date because she knew from experience that by the time they were alone he would take her as soon as they got in the door. She loved it when he was forceful with her. Damn, she was getting wet just thinking about it.

Plus, it wouldn't hurt to pretend to be scared. From other guys she had dated, she knew it could get frustrating for a guy when they dated a woman as independent as her. So once in a while, she would ask Ryoga for help doing things that she could do for herself, usually lifting something heavy. It would make him feel manly to get to 'protect' her from all the big scary monsters. His ego would be stroked while she was busy stroking something else.

She bit her lip, and looked up at him with puppy dog eyes.

"You promise you won't leave me?"

"Of course not," he said, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

"Well, as long as you hold me close," she said hesitantly. God, I hope I'm not laying it on too thick, she thought.

Ryoga's chest puffed out a little as he led them inside. It wasn't often that his girlfriend needed him for anything but when she did, it always made him feel good that she knew she could rely on him, even if it was only to move furniture.

As soon as they passed through the flap, it turned almost pitch black, there was just enough light to illuminate a narrow hallway ahead

"I don't think we can walk in side by side."

"Okay, but you go first, okay?"

"Sure," he said, starting forward.

Ryoga only paused briefly as Ukyo grabbed his upper arm and wrapped herself around it. He couldn't help but grin at the way she clung to him. He groaned a little as he felt her breasts rub against him. The chef smiled glad that for the darkness that hid her mischievous grin.

They entered a dark room with colorful polka dots all over the wall. Ukyo moved to stand next to Ryoga as they looked around curiously. The room seemed completely empty. Suddenly they both turned, seeing something move in their peripheral vision. They jumped suddenly when a person, dressed in all black littered with polka dots, suddenly screamed 'boo' in front of them. After her heart beat calmed a bit, she had to admit it was an impressive way to blend into the background.

Ryoga chuckled, trying to hide his surprise. He may have yelped a little but thought he covered it up well. He grabbed Ukyo's hand and squeezed it firmly, trying to give her some comfort since she jumped a little.

They exited the room and entered another hallway. As they made their way through, little puffs of air shot out at them, brushing against the backs of their necks. They entered another room, with a single casket on top of a cabinet in the middle of the room. They walked forward and Ukyo stopped right in front of the casket. Ryoga wrapped his arms around her from behind and pulled her close to him. They both looked down at the 'corpse' in the casket, waiting for it to jump out at them.

"You think he's gonna do anything?" the fanged man asked.

"No idea," the chef answered.

She took the opportunity to rub her behind against him and heard him groan a little in her ear. They both jumped a moment later when they felt something grab their ankles. They looked down to see hands grasping at them.

They went through another hallway, this time weaving their way through bloodied limbs hanging from the ceiling with the occasional hand or foot falling in front of them. They entered a third room full of mannequins, some of them missing arms, some missing legs, all of them laying in different positions around the room. All of the mannequins had blood splattered over them, some with knives sticking out of them. They weaved their way through the room when suddenly a mannequin moved, pulling a knife from its chest and screaming loudly in pain. They both flinched in surprise.

When they reached the next hallway, Ukyo threw herself into his arms. Ryoga put his arms around her protectively as he felt her shivering in fear. He ran his hands up and down her back in comfort. He began to worry when her shaking only increased.

"Shh…it's okay," he murmured into her ear.

This haunted house turned out to be more fun than she expected and she forgot how much she enjoyed being scared. Ukyo burrowed herself against him because she didn't want him to see her laughing, the look on Ryoga's face in the last room had been priceless. As much as she tried, though, she couldn't stop the laughter from bubbling forward. Ryoga pulled back, confused at her response.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Oh, you should have seen your face! I thought your eyes were going to pop out of your head!"

"You weren't scared?" The chef only shook her head in response. "Have you been scared at all? You haven't, have you?"

"No, sorry."

"Then why were you acting like you were?"

The chef shrugged before saying, "It was a good excuse to stay close to you."

"You mean it was a good excuse to tease me."

"Maybe," she said in an innocent tone that did not fool him at all.

Ryoga grabbed her arm and pulled her towards a corner where they couldn't be seen. He pinned her to the wall, holding her arms over her head, and pushed his body flush to hers. He ran his finger over her lip instead, trailing it down her face and neck. He turned his hand and ran the knuckles between the generous swell of her breast, down her belly and around to her ass. He squeezed her firmly as he used his thigh to rub against her crotch. He smirked when she swallowed hard. She wasn't the only one who could tease.

"You know what happens when you're naughty. I'm going to have to punish you," he whispered hoarsely in her ear.

Oh how she really wished he would, right then and there.

He lowered his mouth to hers, slowly. The anticipation only turned her on more and she ground herself against him.

Suddenly a light flashed brightly in their faces, causing them to pull apart. They both blinked rapidly and put their hands over their eyes to see a shadow of a man holding a flashlight on them.

"You can't do that here; this is a family establishment."

They both blushed furiously and looked down in embarrassment at being caught.

"I'm going to ask you to leave. Follow me," the unknown man said as he pulled back a curtain and escorted them out through the back. He shut the door behind him, muttering about damned horny teenagers.

Outside, they looked at each other still red in embarrassment before they broke out in laughter.

"So, what do you want to do now?" Ukyo asked as they walked away holding hands.

They didn't need to address what happened in the haunted house as they both knew they would just pick up where they left off later.

"Why don't we try some more games? There is a coin toss game right over here," he said and pointed ahead of him. "Which prize do you want?" he asked her as they got to the booth.

"Oh! How about that little cute black pig?" she said, pointing to the bottom.

She ended up naming him Little Ryoga

A/N: I'm really enjoying the dynamic between Ukyo and Ryoga in this story; they are just so fun to write. When Flameraven originally asked what would happen if this pair went into the tunnel of lost love all I could think of was them making the best use of a dark space; they're just sexy like that.

Sorry if anyone is disappointed this isn't an update of the story, we will be back on track next chapter, I promise.

Thanks again, alwaysZutarian for your help!
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