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	A Lost and Found cat
	Part 4 : Ucchan encounter
	A Ranma1/2 Fanfiction 
	Written by Jenny 'Android18' Chan
	android18@hotmail.com
	www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Pagoda/index.html
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	Shampoo looked around her surroundings. There were a few
tables and chairs and some booth seats around the restaurant. A
cash register was close to the door, and there was a curtain
separating the eating area from the kitchen. There were a set of
stairs close to the wall that led upstairs to the living area.
	Shampoo turned and saw Mousse staring at her intently.
	"Does any of this seem familiar to you?" Mousse asked,
an interesting mix of hope and horror on his face.
	Shampoo shook her head and again, Mousse didn't know
whither to be upset or happy about it. He wanted Shampoo to 
regain her memory, but if she did that, then she would probably
pound him into a jelly-like substance for lying to her.
	The whole concept of 'lying' made Mousse's head hurt
when he tried to think about what he was going to do, now that
the lie had been told. 
	~Cologne will be back in another two weeks,~ Mousse
thought. ~Shampoo will regain her memory, one way or another
by that time. At that time, my plan will go up in smoke, but
NOT before two weeks of sheer bliss. Hmm... if I somehow get
Shampoo to sign a marriage certificate, then we'd be married!
Cologne will probably rip my head off for that, but she won't
be able to undo it, since divorce is not in an amazon's 
vocabulary. Shampoo might be ticked off... but she'll see how
I love her, and then, she'll love me too! And we'll live happily
ever after...~
	Mousse slapped himself, and looked at the floor, feeling
disgusted with himself.. ~No! I will NOT abuse Shampoo's trust
with this vile plan!~ Then, Mousse tapped his lip. ~But it's 
such a GOOD plan.... Oh, I'm so confused!!!~
	"What's the matter, Mousse?" Shampoo asked.
	Mousse looked up. "Oh, nothing Shampoo, nothing at all,"
he answered to a porcelain statue of a cat. 
	Shampoo giggled. "I'm over here," she said. She gently
flicked Mousse's glasses over his eyes.
	The boy turned and looked at Shampoo, who was smiling.
	~Look! Shampoo's smiling at you,~ the evil part of his
conscience said, ~and it's not because she's thinking of all
the ways she can torture you! Do you want her to go back to
her old ways? Take advantage of the situations, man!!~
	Another part of Mousse's brain screamed, ~No! You can't
do this Mousse! It's wrong! If you make Shampoo marry you while
she isn't in her right mind, your relationship will be built
on a lie! Help her regain her memory, she'll thank you for it
by loving you!~
	Mousse gave a sigh, and told the voices in his brain 
to shut up for a moment to he could think clearly.
	"Mousse, do we live her by ourselves?" Shampoo asked
as she walked around the Nekohanten, looking at this and that.
	Mousse looked up. "Huh? Uh, no, we live here with your
great-grandmother, Cologne. But Cologne will be in China for
the next two weeks."
	"Great-grandmother?" Shampoo asked. "What about my
parents, and my grandparents? What about your family?"
	"They are in China."
	"Oh." Shampoo thought about these new facts for a
moment. "Then, why are we here in Japan?"
	"We are here, because of this man named Ran-" Mousse
held his tongue for a moment. ~Ranma! He'll be here any
moment to help out! Great! If he finds out Shampoo is here
he'll try to take her from me!~
	Shampoo looked at Mousse expectedly. "Well?"
	"Ah... that's a long story, and we don't have time
for it now. Look at the time! The dinner rush will come on
any minute now!"
	"Okay," Shampoo looked around her. "What should I
do? Am I the cook?"
	"Actually, you're the waitress," Mousse said. He
looked over his shoulder, and out a window, and noticed that
a couple that looked a lot like Ranma and Akane were coming
to the restaurant. At least, he thought they looked a lot like
Ranma and Akane.
	~I can't let Ranma take Shampoo from me!~ Mousse 
through to himself. He looked at Shampoo. "Shampoo, you are
also the take out delivery girl! So... here," Mousse reached
into one of his sleeves and brought out a map. "Here's a map
of Nerima! Your bike is in the kitchen! Why don't you get
yourself acquainted with the layout of the city first, and
you can waitress later!"
	Shampoo thought about Mousse's words for a moment.
"Okay... can you handle restaurant all by yourself?" She asked.
	"I have help." Mousse replied, grabbing Shampoo by
the shoulders, and pushing her into the kitchen.
	Soon, Shampoo found herself outside, on top of a
bicycle, with a map in her hands.
	Shampoo blinked a few times, looked at the restaurant,
looked at the map, shrugged, and rode off, riding about. 

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	Mousse was very glad that, for the first time, this eye
sight did not fail him. It really WAS Ranma and Akane coming up
to the Nekohanten. 
	"Hi Mousse!" Akane said, "was it really Shampoo?"
	Ranma, also looked hopeful. "Yeah, was it Shampoo? 
Things have been really dull around the dojo without her crashing
in all the time."
	"What do you care?!" Mousse shouted at Ranma. "Why do
you care about Shampoo? Huh?! Do you think you can take her 
from me again, Saotome?! Huh?! Do you even love her like I love
her?!"
	Ranma blinked. "Hey, what are you talking about?!"
	Mousse swallowed. "I-I'm sorry. I just... I'm really
tense, and as for your question Akane... no.. No, it wasn't 
Shampoo. It turns out that there ARE other purple haired Chinese
beauties running around Japan." Mousse gave a nervous laugh, 
putting his hand behind his head. 
	Akane looked crestfallen for a moment. "Oh. Okay then."
	Akane went to put on an apron, while Ranma gave Mousse
a challenging glare.

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	Shampoo bicycled around town for a while, alternating
between looking at the map, and look at the houses. She stopped
by a restaurant when she felt hungry.
	~Ucchan's...~ Shampoo thought to herself as she parked
her bicycle somewhere. ~I'm hungry! Oh, did I bring money?~
	Shampoo fished into somewhere, brought out her bonbori,
fished around some more, before she found her wallet. She let
out a happy cry as she put her bonbori away, and walked into
the restaurant.
	"Hello!" Shampoo heard someone call as she walked through
the door. "Welcome to Ucch- hey, what are you doing here?!"
	Shampoo blinked in surprise when a girl about her age
appeared before her, wearing a purple okonomiyaki seller's
outfit and carrying a large spatula. She girl appeared very
angry.
	"Uh... hi. Can I eat here?" Shampoo asked nervously.
	"EAT HERE?!" Bellowed the girl, "okay, what tricks are
you up to THIS time, Shampoo? Huh? It was so peaceful the past
few days, I was hoping you wouldn't show up again!"
	"How did you know my name?" Shampoo asked.
	"Stop with the acting already! Just tell me what you
want!!"
	"I-I just wanted to eat here!" Shampoo shouted, feeling
her anger rise. She didn't like being yelled at for no particular
reason. "Why you being so hostile?!" Shampoo backed up a few
steps, and got into a ready position. "I no want to fight, but
if you want to, I will give you fight!"
	The girl relaxed her grip on her spatula. "Whatever
you're trying, Shampoo, it's new, I'll give you THAT much."
	"What are you talking about?!" Shampoo cried, "I no
know what you talking about! I do not even KNOW you!"
	The girl studied Shampoo intently. "I'm Ukyou Kuonji,
duh!"
	Shampoo blinked. "Name does not ring bell."
	"Hello, I'm your arch RIVAL!"
	"Rival for what?" Shampoo asked.
	"Rival for RANCHAN! Who else? Mousse?!"
	"You know Mousse?" Shampoo asked.
	Ukyou stopped ranting and stared at Shampoo. Lines
of genuine worry came to her face. "Shampoo, are you feeling
okay?"
	"I feel hungry," Shampoo replied. "That is why I come
into Ucchans! But if Ukyou Kuonji no want me here, then I leave,
simple like that! Go home." Shampoo eyed Ukyou warily, who only
blinked in shock, before turning to stomp out the restaurant.
	Ukyou caught Shampoo's arm. "Wait." She urged.
	Shampoo turned. "What?"
	Ukyou took a deep breathe and tried to calm down. "You..
you're not feeling okay, are you? I mean, you haven't talked in
third person term since you go in here! What's wrong?"
	"I already told you what wrong!" Shampoo cried. "I 
was HUNGRY! Came in here for food!"
	"You're hungry?" Ukyou asked, confused.
	Shampoo rolled her eyes before nodding.
	"This isn't some stupid plan to make my give up on
Ranchan?"
	Shampoo gave Ukyou a weird look before shaking her head.
"Who is Ranchan? I no know anyone name Ranchan."
	Ukyou stared at Shampoo, before leading her to a table,
and sitting the Chinese girl down. "Sit down Shampoo. You're
obviously not feeling okay. I'll get you some food okay?"
	Shampoo straightened up. "Food?"

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	"Akane," Ranma said as they walked home after a rather
slow day at the restaurant, "did you notice something strange
about Mousse?"
	Akane thought about it for a moment. "A little. He seemed
a lot more nervous and moody today. Like that day when he 
thought he found Shampoo, only a hundred times worse."
	Ranma rolled his eyes. "You'd think he FOUND Shampoo and
was trying to keep it a secret from us."
	"I hope he is," Akane said. "I still feel so guilty for
booting her into next week..."
	Suddenly a familiar bell rang, and Ranma and Akane both
froze.
	"D-did you hear that?" Ranma asked.
	Akane nodded. "It sounded like Shampoo's bicycle bell."
	Ranma and Akane both looked around, but the Amazon
was not seen.

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	Mousse waited in the restaurant for 15 minutes, after
Ranma and Akane had left, waiting for Shampoo to return. Finally,
he saw a figure walk up to the front door, and open it.
	"Shampoo!!!" Mousse shouted, flying over to the door, 
and flinging it open. He double checked, and was sure that it
WAS Shampoo, before he hugged her tightly.
	Shampoo gave a giggle. "Do you always hug me every time
you see me?" She asked, after peeling Mousse off of her.
	"Well... you uh... LIKE affection." Mousse said. ~That
wasn't exactly a lie... You DO like affection... from Ranma,
at least...~
	"I do?" Shampoo asked. "Oh." Shampoo was quiet for a
few moments. She seemed uncomfortable with something. She tapped
Mousse on the shoulder. "Mousse? I run into someone I think you
should talk to."
	Mousse frowned. "Who?"
	The front door opened, and Ukyou stepped in. She had
a stern look on her face, and one of her arms were behind her
head, gripping her giant spatula. 
	"Me," Ukyou said flatly.
	Mousse swallowed. "Yes, can I help you Ukyou?"
	Ukyou looked from Shampoo to Mousse, then back to
Shampoo. "Shampoo, could you excuse us for a minute please?"
	"Okay. I go put bike away," Shampoo said, taking the
bike back into the kitchen.
	As soon as she was out of earshot, Ukyou grabbed the
front of Mousse's shirt and got right into his face.
	"Okay listen up, Mousse," Ukyou hissed. "I want to
know what's going on, NOW."
	Mousse swallowed. Suddenly, he got an idea. "Ukyou,
promise you WON'T tell this to anyone. Not Ranma, not Akane,
not Shampoo, not ANYONE."
	Ukyou glared at Mousse suspiciously, before releasing
the duck boy. "Go on."
	Mousse swallowed. "You know Shampoo's been missing the
past two weeks, right?"
	"Yeah, I noticed the unusual calm around Nerima." Ukyou
replied.
	"Shampoo got really messed up somehow and ended up in
the hospital." Mousse said softly, "she lost her memory. I just
found her today, and she doesn't remember ANYTHING! She didn't
even know her name!"
	"For real?!" Ukyou whispered.
	Mousse nodded. "Ukyou, I have a deal for you."
	"Go on."
	"I... told Shampoo that we were fiancees. Help me get
her to fall in love with me! Then, I'll have her, and you'll have
Ranma! We'd both get what we'd want! Deal?"
	Ukyou thought about it for a moment, before nodded.
"Okay, deal."
	"Don't tell Ranma about this," Mousse said. "If he
finds out, he'll come and try to get Shampoo to fall in love
with him again, for sure! Do you understand?"
	Ukyou nodded. "Okay. I won't tell Ranchan, Shampoo's
back. I'll get him to forget all about her! Great! That's one
less fiancee to worry about!"
	"Can I come back now?" Shampoo asked from the kitchen.
	"Uh, yeah Shampoo! Come back!" Mousse said.
	Shampoo bounced back into the serving area, and placed
some coins and bills into Ukyou's hand. "Thank you for the
okonomiyaki, Ukyou."
	"Oh, hey, thank YOU!" Ukyou replied, shoving the money
back into Shampoo's hands. "That was on the house okay? Right,
uh, I'd better get back now and properly close up the 
restaurant. See ya, Mousse, Shampoo."
	Ukyou headed for the door. Then, she turned, and 
looked at Shampoo. "So, ah... when are you and MOUSSE gonna
get married? Soon?"
	Mousse flushed at the question while Shampoo blushed.
"Uh... hopefully after I get memory back," Shampoo replied.
"Hopefully soon."
	Ukyou smiled weakly. "Great..." Then, she left.
	Mousse and Shampoo stood there awkwardly for a few
minutes before Mousse looked at a clock.
	"Okay, it's late! We should get to sleep!" Mousse 
cried.
	"Okay. Where's my room?"

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	Shampoo opened her eyes, unable to sleep. She kept getting 
the idea that someone was watching her. Finally she turned
her head and saw Mousse, sitting on the floor near the door,
gazing lovingly at her.
	~He really loves me.~ Shampoo decided as she looked at
Mousse's eyes, who couldn't tell if Shampoo was awake or not, but
was enjoying being in the same room as her without getting beaten
on. ~I can see his love in his eyes...~
	"Mousse?" Shampoo asked, in Chinese.
	Mousse jerked up. "Shampoo! You're awake! Get to sleep,
you need your rest."
	"You're not asleep either," Shampoo countered. "You're
not even in bed!"
	"I don't sleep in my bed," Mousse replied smoothly. "I
guard outside your door usually, but since you were asleep, I
didn't see the harm of just sitting here. Do you want me to
leave?"
	Shampoo shook her head. "Don't go. Why do you guard my
room?"
	Mousse smiled softly. "To make sure you're safe. I can't
sleep knowing you're in danger."
	Shampoo smiled grandly. "You're sweet." She scooted over
so that she was only taking up half of the bed, and patted the
space beside her. 
	Mousse looked at her questioningly.
	Shampoo laughed. "Well I don't want you to catch a cold,
on the floor there, so why don't you sleep here? There's plenty
of room for two people."
	Mousse swallowed, his mouth dry. "Well... uh... I really
shouldn't."
	Now it was time for Shampoo to look at Mousse 
questioningly. "Why?"
	"Well..." But he couldn't come up with any reasons.
	"Come on Mousse, you'll catch a cold on the floor."
	Mousse gulped, and got shakily to his feet. ~What are
you DOING?!~ His mind screamed at him. 
	~Hey, SHE invited YOU!~ Another part of his brain 
rebuffed. Before the first part of his brain could think of
anything else to say, Mousse found himself lying in bed beside
Shampoo, who giggled.
	"See? You're shaking, Mousse! I told you you'd catch a
cold on the floor!" Shampoo snuggled up next to Mousse, who
tensed up some more. "Don't worry Mousse. I'll warm you up!"
	"Uh... ah... Goodnight, Shampoo."
	"Goodnight Mousse."
	Mousse swallowed. He didn't think he'd be sleeping very
soon at all. He was too busy trying to figure out if he should
be scared or happy.

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