Shampoo gave an exhausted sigh, she was flat on her back in the small yard behind the Nekohaten.
Today she had realized that her life was in a rut. It seemed like everyday the same thing would happen. She would try and be with Ranma, who by the laws of her people was already her husband, and Akane would get angry hit Ranma with the nearest blunt object than storm off in anger. Next some magical prince, martial arts heir, fiance, or supernatural being/ item would capture Akane and Ranma was beaten down into saving her. Then rinse and repeat all over again like nothing ever happened. This rut had been going since the failed wedding.
She was sorry for what she did, but Ranma had taken it hard being angry at everyone except Akane for the catastrophe. Shampoo had tried to apologize but she had always felt stupid every time she tried due to her poor Japanese. So she had put it on the back burner of her mind, but lately it seemed like the rift between her and Ranma was growing wider and he was always getting closer to Akane.
Fate had decided to give Shampoo a chance that night to make difference in her life. A small green stone rolled into Shampoo's opened hand she lifted it up so she could see it better. It looked like a piece of rough dull Jade it was the size of a golf ball.
Shampoo sighed again looking at the starlight reflecting off the rock.
"Shampoo wish that..."
Wed Jul 28 22:18:05 2010