"Shampoo know she leave it here !"
           "Shampoo come on the orders are piling up!", yelled Cologne.
           "Be right there great-grandmudder!",answered Shampoo. She kept looking through her drawers, tossing her clothes and jewelry all over her room. "Hiya, found it!",she exclaimed.
           "Shampoo just what are you looking for?"
          
           The key to finally making Ranma hers, Shampoo thought as she clutched the precious little item in her hand. Nothing she tried worked, not the instant nannichuan or the water proof soap. This was her last hope. She was sick and tired of fighting over Ranma with Akane , Ukyo ,and Kodachi. Everytime she had a chance to be alone with him they butted in. But that would all change, by tomorrow she would be Mrs.Ranma Saotome.
 
       "Shampoo ,please, that idiot Mousse broke his glasses and is spilling ramen all over the floor!"
        "Be right there granmudder!" Shampoo gazed at the little blue object she held in her palm and smiled. "Oh, Ranma! You finally going to fall in love with Shampoo."
 
 
       "Oh, Ranma when are you going to notice me?" Ukyo asked herself as she walked outside the gates of Furinkan High.
           "Hey, Ukyo wait up!"
           "Huh? Oh, hi Akane."
           "I thought we could walk home together since Ranma claims to be at home sick. I mean he was fine last night ... is something the matter?"
            "Huh? No nothing's the matter."
            "Really?"
            "Well, it's just that, well  Ranma honey's..."
            Ranma honey! Why does she have to call him that!,Akane thought. Not that I care, she told herself ,but they're not even going out!
            "... and well, I just think that we need to move on to the next level of our relationship, so to speak."
            "Relationship?",asked Akane.
            "Yeah, I really feel we need to start talking about the wedding. Well Akane I'll see you later."
            "Yeah bye.",Akane said. "The wedding? Doesn't she ever give up?"Akane asked out loud. "Well, it's not entirely her fault, Ranma doesn't do anything to discourage her. But what do I care? It's not like I want him. I don't care who that  moron..."
            "Akane."
            "What? Oh, Shampoo."
            "Who you talking to?"
            "No one, did you want something?"
            "Where's Ranma?"
            "At home 'sick', why?"
            "No reason. Well Shampoo be going now."
            "What's with her?" Akane kept thinking about what Ukyo said and the possible reasons Shampoo could be looking for Ranma. "I can't stand it any more. First Ukyo, then Shampoo, and..."
           "Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
           "Kodachi.", finished Akane.
           "Why hello Akane Tendo, have you by chance seen my darling Ranma?"
           "He's home sick."
           "Oh no! My love taken ill!"
           "Please, the idiot probably forgot about a report that was due today and faked being sick to have today and the weekend to work on it."
           "How dare you doubt my beloved's words you wicked, wicked girl?"
           "You know what, I've got to get home alright! I don't have time to be answering questions about  your precious Ranma. If you want to know where he is, how he's doing, or talk about the wedding then go find him yourself!"
            "Wedding?",asked Kodachi.
           Akane started walking home leaving Kodachi's question unanswered. "Ugh! I just get so sick of it all sometimes!", she yelled as she slammed the front door of the Tendo residence.
           "Hey Akane, how was school?",asked Ranma as he saw her start to walk up the stairs.
           "None of your business you moron!",Akane responded.
           "What the heck did I do now?",he questioned. "I haven't seen you all day!"
           "As if you had to ask?"
            Akane walked up stairs to change to go practice for a while.
          "What the heck is with that girl?" 
           Knock! Knock!
          "Akane, are you okay?"
          "I'm fine, outta my way!"
          The sun was just beginning to set as Akane went outside.
          "What took you so long getting home?",Ranma asked as he followed her outside.
          "If you must know", Akane said as she practiced her kicks,"answering the questions of your many suitors!"
         "You ran into Shampoo, Ukyo, and Kodachi."
         "Yes!"
         That explained it all, Ranma thought. "Don't tell me your jealous?"
         Akane stopped practicing,"I am not JEALOUS!"
         "Listen Akane, there's nothing for you to be jealous about. It's not like they're always coming to see me..."
        "Ranma !"
        "Shampoo."
        "Nihao!", Shampoo said as she jumped into Ranma's arms.
        "Not always coming to see you huh!?!", Akane yelled as she went inside the house."
         "Akane!",Ranma yelled.
        "Ranma, Shampoo need to talk with you."
        "Okay, what is it?"
        "You love Shampoo?"
        "Shampoo ... I... I can't..."
        "You no have to answer right now, but Ranma you have to marry Shampoo."
        "Shampoo!"
        "You beat Shampoo in battle and tribe law say you have to marry her."
        "Well I'm sorry but I ain't marryin' no one right now."
        "Ranma, dinner's ready!"
        "I'll be right there Kasumi, listen Shampoo I suggest you get the silly idea of us getting married out of your head. It ain't gonna happen, I'm still in high school for crying out loud. Good bye Shampoo." Ranma started walking to the house. He was getting really sick and tired of everyone telling him who he should marry. It was his and only his choice and at the moment he wasn't planning on marrying anyone.
        Shampoo knew she had no choice. She could see the engagement between Ranma and Akane was no longer a burden to either of them. They were in love and it wouldn't be long before they swallowed their pride and admitted it to each other. Ranma would love her in time, but she needed to get him to marry her.
        "Ranma.", Shampoo called out.
        "Yeah, Shampoo?"
        "See you tomorrow for wedding." And with that she left.
        "Au geez, don't she ever give up."