Is this another story that involves amnesia and really handsome boys? Maybe, but things are not that simple as they look... It might be kinky but for sure not so pinky Wanna know where that pocket rhyme came from? Cover by: Martina B. on Wattpad HUGE DISCLAIMER This story isn't mine, the whole idea belongs to Ran_Koumoto and her co-writer Kim Ookami here on Wattpad (Also, you can find the Youtube channel under the name: Ran & Kim) where they post fun animations and edits related to this awesome work I'm just the English translator for her lovely story and I hope you enjoy and support it as much as I do, any constructive comment regarding grammar is welcome as I am a Spanish speaker, without further ado, thanks for reading.

Aziraphale would forgive him, of course. He always did. That had always been the Hell of it. It had been stupid to think things would be any different this time. It was a game they had been playing a long, long time, and he was all kinds of fool and idiot if he was going to suddenly start taking it seriously, even if only a few days ago he had thought Aziraphale was dead. Our side. It would be nice, really nice, if there was an *our side.* To be honest with himself, there was nothing in all the universe he wanted more. "I'll pick you up at eight," he repeated to the closed door, and headed back to the flat to take it out on the plants.

[This story is discontinued and is currently being rewritten as 'Wild Like You'] Ranma Saotome must choose of the daughters of Soun Tendo to marry in order to keep the Tendo Training Hall running. However, the bride that he chooses, (Name), isn't exactly keen to fighting. That doesn't stop Ranma from choosing her as his fiance, as his only other choice would be the tomboyish Akane. Even if she is as rash and uncute as her twin...