The mother of the Saotome child had started her day much like any other. Getting everything ready for the breakfast hours and preparing any meals that might be special ordered or for someone who wishes for delivery. Although she had to work longer hours than she would have liked, she did find the white apron she wore adorable.

"I wonder what Genma and Ranma are doing..." she asked herself, she shrugged it off and concluded that they were possibly still asleep.

As time went on she noticed that more and more people were gathering around the front door. It was almost as if someone or something was attracting them to the store. Wiping her brow from behind the counter, she noticed some people conversing; she couldn't understand because she didn't speak Chinese. Her adviser Mousse or Shampoo would often tell her which orders to prepare while people ordered at the counter.

The layout of the Nekohaten was a very classical style. The Chinese restaurants' layout was as follows, to the entrance wooden benches lined the right and left sides of the dinning area; beyond that was a counter where one would order and wait for their meals; behind that was back room where the real cooking could be done with either Nodoka, Mousse and Shampoo.

Now all seemed pretty quiet for her. Though she still wondered why she saw people gathering around the front, maybe if Cologne wasn't such a slave driver she'd be able to see what was happening. "I guess I'll have to wait..." she commented.

Genma

The white and black Panda was balancing himself on a beach ball, all while holding up the Nekohaten. The act alone was annoying because he wasn't used to balancing himself on balls, but, with all the training he had gone through it was not entirely painful to do. "Bwa!" he groaned, feeling his feet start to slip.

People of the Amazon village would point and laugh at the lumbering creature, although the children would laugh and cheer and not have a good laugh at Genma's displeasure. 'How long am I gonna' have to keep this up?' he wondered.

To think becoming cursed on purpose was having such a back lash. He knew that accepting this job would cost his some nights, but, another thing he had to think about... what if Nodoka found out that he had gotten cursed on purpose? He shuttered at the thought of facing his wife. She didn't take deception too well.

Some child pointed at the panda and laughed, well, Genma wasn't able to tell what he was saying because of his Chinese language. It still managed to tick him off though, but, he would have to endure the laughing and small applauds.

Ranma & Ryoga

Ranma continued to stare at Ryoga as if the boy had taken advantage of her, which upon further inspection proved to be false. The red headed girl found herself stuck in her position, this was too comfortable to be enjoying. 'Why me...?' Ranma thought and pushed away from him again.

Ryoga allowed himself to be pushed back, his master was very active. "Ranma?"

Ranma rose to her feet and tightened the sash around her waist and ready to teach Ryoga the entire day. She knew that she loved training and becoming stronger, but, the quicker she taught Ryoga how to be human the more he could understand that Ranma wasn't really a woman. And thus that would free her from his awkward moments; and allow Ranma some peace of mind. Questioning her sexuality wasn't something she liked to do on a constant basis.

Ryoga took a deep breath and furrowed his brow, he was going to master the strange way his master walked. He placed his hands on the ground and positioned his legs behind him so that his feet touched the ground, adjusting his muscles he pushed with his arms to allow him to try and stand up, but, the backlash caused his to push back even further and almost caused him to fall back.

"Wha!" he screamed, until Ranma reached her hand out and tugged at his collar, pulling him forward and allowing his balance.

"You're getting smarter, Ryoga," Ranma commented, keeping her voice dull. In order to keep him from gaining any ideas about pressing himself up to her.

Ryoga held his arms to his sides, trying to provide balance. "Ranma..."

Ranma sighed and knew she was going to have to do something she saw some woman in the Amazon village did. It was a common move that would teach small babies to walk, and with Ryoga's developed human mind. The task should be much easier for him.

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"Just stay calm, pig boy," Ranma said, grabbing his hands and tilting his torso forward a bit; placing some pressure on her. "There ya' got it... now let's get ya' walking outta' here and onto the field, dat sound good to you?" Ranma asked, accidentally smiling in the process.

Ryoga looked to Ranma and stared at her, she really was a vision of beauty. He blushed and nodded his head, not really sure, all he could make out was that she was trying to help him walk like her.

Ranma looked behind her and began walking out of the room in a slow way. She could of course tell that Ryoga was having a difficult time when moving his feet, but, he soon came to understand the movement as they were nearing the front porch. "Wow... guess having a guy's brain makes ya' learn faster, eh, Ryoga?" Ranma asked, chuckling.

Ryoga was too busy focusing his mind on the walking to even notice Ranma saying anything. He noticed that they stopped when they reached the porch. He turned his head to Ranma and saw that she was staring at him with a determined look on her face. "You're gonna' learn how to walk if it kills me..." Ranma said.

Ryoga wasn't able to understand her, but, he could sense that today was going to be a challenge. Once Ranma had helped him walk down the small porch and onto the field, she stared at the open grassy field and turned back to Ryoga. "Let's do this, Ryoga."

"Ranma..." Ryoga said.

The two continued the walking practice for a while. Ranma leading him the entire time and little by little Ryoga began straightening his back and following accordingly, matching Ranma's movements and keeping up with her.

"Huh, this is easier than I thought... don't know why girls complain about this so much," Ranma commented, looking at Ryoga. She noticed that he seemed to have a small smile on his face, almost as if he was staring into the eyes of someone he cared about. To be honest that made Ranma a little uncomfortable, so, she looked away and released his hands.

"Wha!" Ryoga cried.

She knew that dropping him would end the awkward moment, but, she didn't hear any crashing or falling sound when she released his hands. "What the...?"

She saw that Ryoga had been standing on his own two feet. The fang toothed boy kept his back straight and kept his arms to his sides. He took a clumsy step forward and placed his hand on Ranma's shoulders.

"H-hey! Don't get any ideas!" Ranma leaned back, if only she could hit him. Though it wasn't right for her to hit someone who wasn't able to defend himself.

Ryoga quickly regained his balance from Ranma moving backward, straightening himself out again.

Ranma felt her eyebrow twitch, this was too romantic for her. She was supposed to be a martial artist, not this cursed boy's lover. "Let's teach ya' how to talk some more..." Ranma said, moving away from him and going to get the cards from inside the house.

Ryoga didn't know how to respond to walking on his own, he barely managed to do so when Ranma let go of his hands. Though he wouldn't be kept away from his master, not if he had anything to say about it. The fang toothed boy took this as a challenge and narrowed his eyes, he began stomping over to the porch. Pushing himself to reach the porch as best as he could. "Ranma!" Ryoga declared.

Ranma's eyes shot open as she got to the porch area, once again she found herself staring at the fang toothed boy, he seemed to be strained from walking over to the porch. "W-why is he so driven...?" Ranma questioned, going over to him and staring at him. Ryoga only continued staring at her.

Ranma couldn't believe that Ryoga would go this far, with this much determination, just to see her. 'Damn... it's gonna' be sad when I have to break his heart...' she thought, bowing her head. 'When Ryoga here's too smart to know, I'm not really a girl...'

Ryoga noticed the timid look on his master and reached his hand out, touching the red head's cheek. "Ranma..."

Ranma's skin crawled when he touched her again, she shrugged the feeling off though and moved towards him. Putting on a fake smile, "Good job, Ryoga, buddy!' she said, placing her hands on his shoulder. "Not sit..." she said, pointing with her free hand.

Ryoga turned to the direction in which she was pointing and sat down.

"I'll play the girl for you, but, just for now," Ranma said.

Sometime had passed as Ranma taught Ryoga how to talk. There was many times in which Ranma had to use examples and other methods of teaching Ryoga, but, as time went out during the entire day, Ryoga came to understand much quicker than she had expected. It seemed that he had a sense of obedience when it came to her.

Ryoga of course wanted to do the many things he had come to love when around Ranma, but, since Ryoga her smile at him he wanted to please his master more than just being a pet. He was now the mirror image of a human, the creature he used to find as the enemy that tormented his very existence. Though now he wanted to do whatever he could to make the one human he saw as most important happy.

When they finished, Ranma sighed contently and smiled. "Didn't think you'd learn so much..." with that she saw that placed the cards to the side. "Too bad you didn't get all of them... but... twenty outta' one hundred and sixty-eight, isn't so bad, huh?" Ranma asked.

"You... are... right, Ranma," Ryoga said, blushing from speaking one of his few sentences.

"Now you're learning how to make sentences, we'll make a martial training partner outta' you yet," Ranma commented, grinning now. The excitement of having a fellow training partner was almost too much, not to mention someone you could have fun with, rather than being licked on the neck.

Ryoga didn't understand the entirety of her sentence, but, knew whatever was on her mind was certainly a positive thing. "Ranma!" he exclaimed, jumping forward and tackling the red headed girl.

Ranma found herself on her back again, being licked on her neck area once more. "D-damn... n-not again..." she groaned, blushing while she allowed him to make her spine tingle and her girl hormones to respond. 'J-just for now...' she lost track of her thoughts as she fought to contain her body, releasing a shuttering breath. 'He better learn soon or I'm really gonna' end up being some damn girl!'