fandomtownies | The James T. Kirk Causeway; Friday Afternoon.

The trek from the dormitory to the causeway was a quiet one, Sakurazaki shifting again through the papers for the orders that Yuuko had given her, Ranma walking beside her, being generally quiet and nervous. It would seem that he was being thoughtful, but that would seem like a misnomer, as his mind was really more scattered, thinking of planes and Setsuna and the sky and Setsuna and water and, wow, he was really about to China with Setsuna for the weekend.

When they reached the causeway, Sakurazaki tucked the papers back into her bag, her single bag for the trip, and gave a little sigh. She wasn't looking forward to the flight at all. She looked over toward Ranma. //"Ready for this?"//

It was only about the fifteenth time she had asked.

He nodded, despite the fact that he wasn't. He felt a little better, yeah, but he still....well, it was hard to get an omen like that out of his head. //"Y...yeah,"// he said quietly, nodding again.

Sakurazaki smiled at him, trying to be encouraging. //"Still worried about it?"//

Ranma shrugged. //"Yeah. Uh, not as much, though."//

//"That's good."// Sakurazaki nodded. //"Because you shouldn't be. Everything will be fine. We'll have a nice time in China with Kaede and Ku Fei, and then we'll get rid of your curse, and everything will be fine. I've planned this thing down to the very last detail, Ranma; it's watertight. What could possibly go wrong?"//

If given enough time, Ranma could probably think of a list of things that could be wrong. He didn't need to, though, he just...had a feeling tat Setsuna was very, very wrong. She was going to China with him. Something would have to go wrong.

But he didn't have enough time to think, because the cab was approaching them from the mainland, and Sakurazaki straightened her shoulders with the resolve to start their journey.

[[cowritten with

ranma_sao, who I could totally just punch in the face right now if I wanted to; not open cause they're gooooone.]]