Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Grand Theft Auto: Nerima ❯ Heroin ( Chapter 29 )

Heroin

(Billy Idol - Heroin)

 

 

His eyes were closed and the only sound he heard was the tranquil beat of his heart. His body had been engulfed in so much pain that all felt numb save for his chest. It was in a flurry of pain, it felt like something had pierced through it and had burst through his rib cage. He tried to open his eyes, but everything remained dark and blurred to him. He tried pushing himself up, but his arms felt as thought they had massive weights attached to them. He couldn't move even though he felt warm and his head seeming weightless. He didn't know if he could move, or if his body just didn't want to, but beneath his hands he felt something cold against them. It was bent and broken all around him, with shattered glass scattered across him like raindrops. It was comforting for some reason and slowly he began to nod off, but moments later he heard something that seemed far away to him. It was a call of some kind, but it was too distant and too far back in his mind to bother listening too, so he just nodded off again. Then something or someone started shaking him making that pain in his chest tear at him, but someone else came by and shouted at whoever was shaking him. He stopped moving and felt that familiar feeling of comfort sweep over him and he started dozing off once more.

 

Bugsy had walked out of the casino with Marci just as Ranma had fallen out of the sky and belly flopped on his car. The car dropped down a few inches as the roof caved in and all the glass was blown out the sides with a deafening crash. Both Bugsy and Marci stared in horror at the totaled car, but it took a few moments for both of them to figure out who had landed on it. Marci was the one that ran towards him first shouting; “Uncle!” and her father followed her in a dumb shock. With tears in her eyes she started shaking Ranma to wake him up, but Bugsy pulled her back and told her to stop while holding her close. He was shocked beyond belief. Ranma Soatome, the Kyoto Hurricane was now dead. He couldn't believe it, so he just stared at the body waiting for something to happen, anything. He was face down with one hand still holding a gun and another over his head, while his legs were sprawled in a way that made him look like he was trying to crawl away. Bugsy finally looked away and felt a tear coming to his eye. He picked up Marci and started taking her away, but she started hitting him and went into a fit. “Papa! We can't leave uncle here! Papa! Where are you going!?”

 

Bugsy just held her tight and didn't let go. “There's nothing we can do for him Marci… We need to get to a safe place.”

 

“No! Put me down papa!” Marci's wailing was coming out strong now and she defied him for every inch she was worth, but then someone came out of the casino that she knew could help. “Doctor Tofu! Uncle Ranma's hurt! You have to help him!”

 

Tofu looked shocked and saw the demolished car. “What happened!?”

 

Bugsy turned back and looked down. “I don't know, but I think he was thrown off the roof. He's dead doctor…”

 

Tofu shook his head. “No…”

 

“It's true…”

 

Tofu shook his head again. “No, I mean that couldn't have killed him. Not a short fall like that.” Tofu immediately rushed over to Ranma and felt for a pulse. His eyes went wide and he waved Bugsy over. “He's alive!”

 

Bugsy rushed over with Marci still in his arms. “How?”

 

Tofu gave him a sly smile. “I've been his family doctor for years Mr. Malone. This is nothing compared to what I used to have to treat him for.” But then Tofu's face dropped. “I just don't understand why he's not moving… Is he actually unconscious…?” He rolled Ranma over and immediately Ranma groaned, looked around with a glazed look at nothing in particular and then his head fell back going to sleep and giving off a hollow thunk sound as his head hit the car. Tofu looked puzzled and did a quick check. “Not a single bone is broken…” He then started smacking Ranma's cheek lightly. “Ranma! Wake up!”

 

He didn't budge, but Marci got out of her father's arms, pushed Tofu aside, climbed up, balled up her tiny fist, reeled back as far as she could go and clobbered Ranma across he face with an quite an audible force. “WAKE UP!” Ranma's eyes shot open and he rolled off the badly compacted roof to the ground to the two men's feet. He started mumbling something to himself as he pushed himself up, but his arms gave out and he tasted pavement.

 

Tofu knelt to Ranma's side and tried to make Ranma focus on him. “Ranma. Can you hear me? Ranma!”

 

His eyes remained glazed, but for a brief moment his eyes locked onto Tofu but quickly lost interest as he went back to nodding his head and mumbling in something of a whisper under his breath. “No, no, no… Tofu's not here… He left with the others… Akane safe… Gotta go see Hikori…” Ranma made an attempt for his feet oblivious to everyone there, and on the second attempt he made it, but Tofu was worried as he started to see the symptoms.

 

“Ranma. Are you high?” The lazy absent look and redness of the eyes told Tofu the answer right away. “What did you take?”

 

Ranma had a puzzled expression on his face as the words hit him and he stopped thinking back before he fell. “He stuck me with it… What was it…? Drugs…” Ranma then made another attempt to focus on Tofu, but this time he reach up with his heavy hand and pushed Tofu's face away from him in anger and defiance. “Tofu's not here… Hallusi-something… Ignore it… Gotta stay straight…” Ranma started stepping away towards an alleyway. “Gotta go help Hikori…”

 

Tofu stepped in front of Ranma and yelled. “Ranma! What were you injected with?”

 

Ranma's face twisted into something of tired anger and with little warning, his fisted tightened and struck Tofu hard, sending him to the ground. He pointed his gun at Tofu, not so much in a threatening manner, but as he would use his index finger. “You're not real!” and at that Ranma staggered off down the dark streets using the tall brickwork walls as support.

 

Tofu got up holding his bleeding nose but didn't give chase. Bugsy helped him and said, “I'll go catch him.” But Tofu shook his head.

 

“No, we know where he's heading and in his state of mind he's very dangerous. If we run off to catch him he'll just attack us, besides I have to figure out what's making him high.”

 

Bugsy stood stupid for a minute and asked, “Isn't there something that can at least calm him down in the meantime?”

 

Tofu nodded. “Yes, but if it's wrong and I give him something without knowing what he already took, then he might overdose.” The sound of loud footsteps was heard behind them and both turned to see Akane covered in blood. Tofu gasped as he caught her and her eyes were full and flowing. “Akane! What happened to you?”

 

“Where's Ranma! Where is he!?” She almost yelled it in blind hysteria.

 

Tofu patted her shoulders. “He's alright for the most part. He's up and running around and Heading towards Hikori. Now where are you bleeding?”

 

Akane shook her head violently. “No, it's not mine. Doctor, you have to help Ryouga and Jerry! They've been shot!”

 

Tofu nodded and said, “Show me the way.” The both ran back into the building and left Bugsy alone with Marci.

 

He found her hand and started heading back as well while taking out his cell phone. “Come on Marci, let's go someplace safe for now.”

 

As he punched in the numbers Marci asked. “Will uncle be okay?”

 

Bugsy smiled and nodded to his daughter and did the only decent thing he could and lied to her. “He'll be just find…” He put the phone to his ear and spoke when someone answered. “Nabiki, there's been a change in plans. Get every one out of hiding and make sure Ranma gets to Hikori safely…” The small inaudible voice of Nabiki spoke and Bugsy's face dropped. “I know, Jasper saw this all coming just like you said he would…” Bugsy's face started looking angry and he was on the verge of rolling his eyes. “I know I should have listened to you, okay, so just drop it. Look your back up plan is going to have to be played, but remember what I said. Jasper cannot think for a second that all of you are still in town and the same goes for Ranma or else he's going to go off and try saving everyone. He's really high right now and seemed to think the doctor was a hallucination, so if you're going to help him then keep it discreet and make sure he thinks he's just seeing things.” Bugsy's expression started to become annoyed and he cut off Nabiki as she spoke on the phone. “I know it's a tall order, but you know him better then I do! So you should know that he's going to play hero the second one of you guys look like you're in trouble. Keep you heads down and just follow the plan!” Nabiki started talking, but Bugsy just yelled into the phone again. “You're not the boss of me! I'm the boss! Me!” and hung up.

 

Marci looked up curiously. “What's wrong papa?”

 

“Nothing Marci, I just refuse to believe that she's better at this then me, that's all.”

 

With a look and voice of utter innocents she asked, “Is she?”

 

Bugsy's face went red and he seemed to yell at the door they were about to enter with an utter disgust and absolute furry. “YES!”

 

 

Ranma had made it down a street he either hadn't recognized or had never been in. Everything in his world was quiet and walking felt like dragging a couple of cement trucks without any wheels. He was bound to fall over at some point and when he did he had hardly noticed the difference. He was laying in the filth of some neglected garbage bag and once again he wanted to fall asleep. He rolled onto his back and stared into the night sky between the buildings. It wasn't until he was momentarily blinded by a splash of water the he realized that it was starting to rain. It didn't feel nice against his skin and soon his chest was hurting again, but this time for a different reason. Even though the rain was just a light spit it was enough to change him and it was this that got her up with the feeling of discomfort. Ranma's limbs were leaning on the verge of impossible to move but determination got her back to her feet.

 

When she was up she finally looked down at herself and thought to drop off some weight. Most of the uniform she had stolen had come off including the Kevlar vest leaving her with not much, but a pair of jeans and a zipped up coat now feeling a little tight around the chest area. Finally she took a step feeling the walk made easier and Ranma did everything she could to focus her eyes on the street ahead and keep moving towards it. Each step was slow and the sway of her head from side to side made her blink and want to nod off again and again.

 

The wall she leaned against was her lifeline and support, but something at the end of the road caught her eye. “Shampoo…? No… Just a hallucination…” The figure ahead of Ranma was blurred to her vision, but the strange color of the hair stood out.

 

The figure was exiting a taxi and after she paid the driver he put the taxi in reverse, did a three-point turn and came towards Ranma. The window was rolled down and a generic looking man said, “The last person said you didn't look to good and paid me extra to take you where you needed to go.”

 

And then it hit her… Ranma had no clue where she was suppose to go. “I don't know…” She said weakly in a lazy monotone voice while trying to pick her foggy brain for an answer. “I don't know where to go…”

 

The driver smiled and pointed his thumb to the back, “How about I just take you home miss. You don't look so good.”

 

Without much though, and in need of a break she climbed in, but into the passenger seat and thought of a location that was far away so she had time to think. “Take me to the docks…” The driver nodded and started driving to the other end of town.

 

Ranma went into deep thought, but this involved closing her eyes and in turn she nodded off again and slumped her head against the shoulder of the driver. An instant flush of red smothered the drivers face and he tried asking her is she was ok, but she just moaned and unknowingly to her it sounded kind of cute. “Umm… Miss…?” Then she did something she never would have done if awake and fully aware. She got comfier and snuggled up to him. The driver gave a gulp and eventually put an arm around her slowly. “Is… Is it okay if I do this Miss?” And Ranma just gave another moan, which he took to be a yes.

 

Ranma woke up to something strange. It was something she had been shrugging off for a little while now, but it had finally gotten the better of her and woke her up. It was dark and something was going on. Something was touching her face and it took a moment to place it. They were lips and something else was happening. She rolled her eyes down and saw that the zipper to her coat was slowly being unzipped and that the inside of her leg was being massaged. Her mind started to wander on her about what was happening until a voice grasped her attention. “This is okay? You don't mind?” Against Ranma's will her voice abandoned her and she let out nothing more then a groan, which he took to be a yes.

 

The effects of the drug made her lazy and her arms didn't feel like fighting today and then she felt a hand slip into her coat and start fondling her. She groaned again in protest, but the driver mistook it for pleasure and continued. Then the horror hit her, she felt her lips kissed, but it went deeper. His tongue has slipped into her mouth trying to provoke her to return to favor, but all she did was groan again trying to fall back lazily and away. The feeling in her arms was coming back and they weren't feeling so heavy anymore. Her heart started beating faster and faster pushing blood through her body and waking her up. Then a noise came to her, and she had known it because it was same clinking her belt made when she put on one. His tongue was still down her throat and that single hand was still violating her chest, but the other hand had made it's way to the driver's pants and he was getting ready for some playtime. “Let's do this Miss… You're making me so fucking horny.”

 

The adrenalin finally struck her veins and her hand became hers again. In one swift motion she reached up and grabbed both sides of his head and smashed it against the driver's side window, shattering it and leaving him both unconscious and bloody. She kicked and flailed with everything she had until she opened the door and kicked his limp body out of the car. She then slammed the door and clutched the steering wheel until her knuckles went white and she grit her teeth hard enough to make her head shake. Never in her life had it come that close, not like that at least. Her breathing started to become jagged and he stomach seemed to want to do a back flip on her. She leaned over quickly and opened the passenger side door and began to heave.

 

When she finished puking her guts out she closed the door and started pulling the coat tightly around her and started rocking back and forth taking in deep breaths feeling another heave coming on, but it subsided and for a moment as she went very quiet, and then the full force of what would have happened hit her. The tears filled her eyes and for a brief moment, Ranma became very vulnerable. “Oh god…” She started shaking her head and started beating the steering wheel. “Fucking hell…” And then she became very angry. She fished the gun out of her coat and opened the door, stepping out and standing over the unconscious man. “Who the fuck are you!? Huh!? Who the fuck do you think you are!?”

 

A moment before she pulled the trigger a hand came up and held the slider in place. “You don't need to be murdering people out here on the docks ma'am.” And he yanked that gun out of her hand. “You have a car, so take it and go where ever it is you need to go.”

 

Ranma didn't take her eyes off the driver she came so close to plugging, but she did speak to the man that stopped her. “I… I don't know where to go though… I'm lost…” She kept looking at the unconscious man and as she did she started to recall the felling of his arms all over her. Her nose became a little runny and she let out a small hiccupped. “What the hell's wrong with me…? I want to be sober again…” Her head slumped down and she looked ready to cry. “I was almost raped…”

 

Then a sharp voice came out of the man beside her. “Don't look so weak! It didn't happen and it's not going to happen any other way! Now stand up straight!” The harsh voice made Ranma's head jerk back in unexpected fear, but the runny nose stopped and she started standing straight like she was told. She finally caught a glimpse of him and he was both tall and wide, but he was covered in darkness and all she could make out in her state was a long tied coat and a fishing hat along with a pair of glasses reflecting some light from somewhere.“ Try not to look so pathetic girly.” He said with a hint of disgust. “Now think, can't you call someone?” The gruff man said in almost a mocking voice.

 

The thought had never occurred to her and she blinked tiredly. “…Yeah… I… I can…” She pulled the cell phone out of her pocket, but looked at it in sorrow. It was smashed to pieces. “I need a new phone…” Her voice began to drop again and became mechanical and depressed as if the last forty seconds were now just a distant nightmare.

 

A large hand reached over and in it was a cell phone flipped open and ready. “Use mine then.” With little thought she took the phone and started punching in the numbers for Hikori's phone while looking at the panda background on the tiny screen and not giving it much thought.

 

She waited and heard him answer his phone and she smiled with relief. “It's me… Where are you?”

 

Hikori stuttered on the other end and said, “Where am I!? Where the fuck are you!? I've got calls coming out my fucking ying-yang saying that you took a nine-story swan dive out of the casino and onto Bugsy's car and that now you're parading around Nerima sky high on heroin. I'll ask you this. Are you alright?”

 

Ranma blinked as she hardly remembered any of this happening, especially the fall. “I fell…?”

 

A long pause took over the phone for a minute and Hikori sighed. “You're still high aren't you? Ranma, I can't have you high right now I need you here and I need you in a clear state of mind… Actually no, you'll probably find it easier to do it if you're high…”

 

Ranma looked around dumbly and rubbed her head. “I need help Hikori… I forgot where I am and I'm really scared… Someone just tried to rape me and I'm lost… I'm really tired and… and…”

 

“Ranma! Shut the fuck up and look around! What do you see?” Ranma stayed quiet for a long moment as she looked around and saw some crates. The car was parked in a shaded area between two large cargo crates and the sound of water could be heard. She stepped out and kept looking around in a bit of awe. “Ranma! What do you see?”

 

“Boats… I think I'm close to… to Jerry's old place… but not… I don't know… Hold on…” Ranma looked around for the man that had given her a phone, but both him and the driver where gone. A trail of blood etched the pavement as if someone bleeding had been dragged away. “I think there's a crazy person here… You gotta come get me… I can't fight…”

 

Hikori's voice came out firm on the other end. “Yes you can Ranma. I want you to get into an open area and I'll send someone to get you.”

 

Ranma shook her head as if Hikori could see her. “No, I want you to come… I don't have a gun…”

 

“I can't I have to-”

 

“I've got your smokes…” Ranma said almost too quickly considering her state of mind.

 

There was a short pause on the phone and finally, “I'll be there in five minutes. Do as I said, and if anyone other then me approaches you, I want you to beat the living fuck out of them. Do you understand?”

 

Ranma shook her head again. “I don't have a-”

 

Hikori's voice cut Ranma off and he used a raised voice as if trying to explain something very simple to a rocket engineer. “You don't need a gun Ranma. I've seen you fight without one plenty of times and it's actually scarier when you don't have one. Now get in front of a fucking cargo bay and wait for me.”

 

Ranma went very quiet for a moment as if in thought and said, “Okay…”

 

 

 

(Billy Idol - Heroin: I actually though this song was done by Iggy Pop, but on a closer inspection it was not and since this song is all of awesome, hard to download (which I have never done, nor do I condone in any way, shape, or form *cough*), and done by my hero Billy Idol I can honestly say that it is the song intended. Anyways this little shortened chapter idea of mine seems to work. I get a chapter done in decent time, I feel relaxed, and I'm not trying to drag anything out. The only drawback is that it's harder to torture people with chapter after chapter of mundane cliffhangers.)