Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Nekoken is Out of the Bag ❯ Demonic Influences ( Chapter 12 )
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By: Lord Archive 
Evil will do as evil does.
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Martial Arts / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.06.2012 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 684 | Status: Completed
Evil will do as evil does.
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Martial Arts / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 12.06.2012 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.8K | Visits: 684 | Status: Completed
Nekoken Is Out Of The Bag!
By Lord Archive
Characters are own Rumiko Takahashi and Shogakukan and are used without permission. All rights reserved.
This story takes place after manga volume 38. While at times darker than canon, this series has its share of Takahashi styled humor.
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Chapter 12 - Demonic Influences
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Ranma rubbed his forehead. Between hunting for Happosai and pleasuring Akane for hours he was extremely tired and stressed out. He was a little thankful about going to school since it allowed him to rest. Still, he wanted to know where the old lech had gone. Even angry, Akane couldn't have him too far with a punch.
Ranma sighed, thankful that Akane was less horny now. Keeping up with her was still being a problem, as she still carved sex and HE couldn't perform for her.
Ranma leaned back into his chair. At least Nekoken seemed to be getting under control. He could now look at a picture of a c-cat and not be too afraid.
"Ah, S-Saotome, can I talk to you?" Gosunkugi asked nervously.
"What do you want?" Ranma asked in mild disgust.
Gosunkugi shifted nervously. "Um, Kuno's gone mad."
Ranma folded his arms. "What was your first clue?"
Gosunkugi waved his arms. "No. I mean Kuno went over the edge. He found some ancient scroll that is supposed to summon a demon!"
Ranma raised his eyebrow. "How would you know that?"
"He wanted me to cast the spell. Like I know anything about magic," Gosunkugi answered. If he did then his voodoo dolls would've worked, and Akane would have been his. He mentally slapped himself. It was over. Akane loved Ranma. Happosai's video proved that quite well. And what a great video that was too.
Ranma thought for a second, and then asked, "Why are ya drooling?"
Gosunkugi quickly wiped his face. "Huh? I wasn't d-drooling. Ah, anyway, I just thought you should know what he was planning. He might even try to cast it himself." He then ran off.
"Even if he could summon it, it's not like I couldn't handle it," Ranma said smugly. He didn't need any more headaches. He would have to see if Nabiki could keep an eye on the over-inflated samurai, hoping she wouldn't charge too much for it.
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"Now, Old Ghoul, why do you want to train me now? I still haven't found the ol' lech," Ranma asked, while he was suspended from some trees in a park.
"Happosai is currently in hiding. We won't be able to find him until he is ready to be found. So you might as well train while we wait," Cologne answered.
"All right. Let's do it." Ranma prepared himself....
Cologne released a boulder, letting it slam into the young martial artist. She didn't bother to inform of how he should do the move, he had seen it often enough.
"Again," Ranma called.
This repeated three more times. On the fourth try, Ranma attempted the move and wrote 'shi' on the boulder by poking holes into it.
Cologne looked at the kanji. "Do you want to kill the boulder or Happosai?"
"Happosai."
The elder Amazon smacked Ranma on the head. "Keep your mind on learning the technique. You can think about maiming Happy later."
Ranma readied himself. He watched as the boulder screamed towards him. "Bakusai Tenketsu!" The boulder then exploded in tiny bits. Ranma, however, was in a good deal of pain as the shrapnel of the boulder bit into him.
"Hmm. Sometimes you are just too good." Cologne shook her head. "You learned the move before your endurance built up high enough- and here I thought Akane had helped you with that. Oh, well. Now, Ranma, I will set up another boulder. Do not blow it up. You need to be hit by it about a hundred times."
Ranma just groaned, hanging limply in the air.
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Ranma walked home, looking like every bone in his body had been broken. He hurt all over. The fact that a bus could hit him now and he wouldn't feel it did little to soothe the pain from the repeated blows from a boulder.
"Oh, my dearest Ranma-sama?! What has befallen you? Has that wretched Tendo girl hurt you again?"
Ranma shuddered uncontrollably hearing Kodachi's voice. "Nah. Just training in a bizarre technique. I've gotta...."
Kodachi leapt in front of him brandishing a video tape. "Oh. You don't have to lie to me. I know the wench left you for the pig-tailed girl."
"What are you talkin' about?" Ranma asked, a bit startled.
"Why, this video, of course! It must sadden you that Akane chose another girl over you. Let me comfort you." Kodachi spread her arms wide and moved to grab him.
Ranma dodged the attempted hug by jumping back. "What's on that video?" he asked suspiciously.
"Why, Akane and the pig-tailed girl spending hours making mad passionate love!" Kodachi grinned evilly.
"Who gave you that?" Ranma asked coldly.
"That perverted panty thief," Kodachi replied.
"He is sooooo dead. When I get my hands on him, I'll rip him into little bits." Ranma grabbed the video from Kodachi's hands. "Forget you ever saw this."
Kodachi stared dumbfounded as he leapt away. "But Ranma-sama, what
about what those wretched girls have done to you?" she asked, completely lost on his reaction. "Those terrible girls must have corrupted his mind with their perverted ways. I must free him!" She began to laugh her insane laugh, but then stopped cold. "I'm starting to sound like my brother."
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Ranma and Akane walked cautiously onto the school grounds. Knowing that Kodachi had gotten a tape of them making love girl to girl made them very nervous about how many people who knew the tape existed and what was on it. And worse, they were afraid of how many of them actually had a tape.
"Saotome, you fiend! You have driven the virtuous Tendo Akane and the pig-tailed girl to each other's arms because of your evil! I, the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High, SHALL SMITE YOU! ATATATATATATATATATATATAT!"
Ranma groaned. If anyone didn't know it before, they did now. He then got a devious idea, and stood there as Kuno charged with his bokken.
Akane fumed at Kuno's rant, but was surprised that Ranma was just standing there.
Kuno's attack connected with Ranma, sending him through the school wall fence. The bokken, however, had shattered from impacting pig-tailed martial artist.
Kuno's triumphant grin was short-lived as Ranma stood up, dusted himself off, and said, "Is that the best you can do? I didn't even feel it."
"You dare mock me?!" Kuno shouted in outrage.
"I don't have to. You do a good job of that by yourself," Ranma quipped. He was quite thankful that Kuno was allowing him to work off some of his anger.
"Die, foul fiend!!" Kuno shouted, but without a bokken he was easy prey as Ranma kicked him in the gut and face in a single motion. The kendo master fell back from the blow. "I shall never be defeated. I shall see you pay for turning my loves into lesbians!"
"Oh, Kuno-sempai," Akane said with the warmth of a grave in the middle of Siberia during winter. When he turned to look at her, she shouted, "EAT SHIT AND DIIIEEEE!!!!!"
"I think he may have achieved upper Earth orbit from that hit," Hiroshi commented.
"How long before you think he'll be back?" Daisuke asked.
Hiroshi shrugged. "In time for to give us some entertainment at lunch."
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Gym, Ranma's and Akane's favorite class. Today, however, they really wished they didn't have that class.
The locker room was rather uncomfortable for Ranma as he was drilled by various questions about his sexual relationship with Akane. He refused to answer under penalty of death, his own at Akane's hands.
Akane, however, was beyond the point of being uncomfortable. She ignored the graffiti she found on her locker, and changed in absolute silence. She pointedly looked away from everyone else, not so much to prevent them from thinking she might find them attractive, as to avoid their accusing glares. She refused to listen to gossip which was all about her.
Akane realized the fact she could single handily kick the ass of every girl in the locker room at the same time was the only thing that prevented them from doing worse than defacing her locker.
Akane had no idea of how to explain having sex with Ranma when he was girl that they would accept. She was a pervert in their eyes, and nothing would ever change that now.
It saddened Akane, but she understood why Sayuri and Yuka had distanced themselves from her. That if they showed support for her right now, they might be seen as being perverted too. It still hurt that she was alone against this. Ranma would not get any ridicule for this, but she suspected the graffiti on her locker was only the beginning for her.
Akane was sort of thankful Nabiki had promised to defuse the situation, but the threat of the sparing session was no longer in effect. Her sister now had free rein to tell everyone about her sex life. Akane hoped the price was worth it and the next time she went to gym, they wouldn't treat her like a traitor.
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Shampoo rode her bike back from a delivery. She was both sad and angry. Her 'brother' Ranma was the love of her life, and he'd rather marry a perverted, violent maniac than her. Of course, the 'perverted' part might've helped that kitchen destroyer to win. She wouldn't be able to make love to Ranma if he was ever stuck as a girl, but the perverted girl obviously would.
Shampoo's thoughts were cut short by the appearance of an ugly old man that was perched on her bike's handlebars. "Hello, Shampoo-chan," Happosai grinned.
"What lech want?" Shampoo demanded with a scowl.
Happosai held up a black video cassette. "Perhaps you'd be interested in a little tape I've got."
Shampoo's scowl deepened. "No want to watch perverts screwing each other."
"Oh? And do you know WHO is on this tape?" Happosai asked, a little surprised.
"Kitchen destroyer and EX-husband, or should say ex-wife, on tape," Shampoo hissed.
Happosai was rather surprised at this. "Well, if you're not interested then I'll...."
"Going somewhere, Happy?" Cologne interrupted him with an arctic voice.
"Li'l Cologne, ah, perhaps you'd be interested in a certain tape?" Happosai asked nervously.
"No, I already have a couple copies. They are... quite interesting. Now, Happosai, you do realize what you've done is unforgivable," Cologne intoned.
Happosai looked like he could care less. "Heh. I've heard that before."
Cologne's gaze hardened. "True, but this time being run off Jokensuku land will not be enough."
"Oh? And just what do you think you can do to me? I have always proven to be stronger than you," Happosai mocked.
"Me nothing. A cat, however, will do the job quite nicely," Cologne said with a malevolent grin.
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Ranma and Akane walked home in an uncomfortable silence. Akane was furious over how she had been treated that day, and Ranma didn't want to become the focus of that anger.
They stopped when they saw Shampoo, Cologne and Happosai a little ways down the block.
"Akane, go home to our room with some water," Ranma commanded.
"Why? I want to kill that lech, too, you know," Akane said angrily.
"'Cause Shampoo is there. So there's a good chance I'll go c-cat. Unless you want me to try to have sex with you in the middle of the street, go home."
Akane scowled at Ranma, but couldn't refute what he said. While she wanted to mutilate Happosai, the risk was a bit too high that Ranma would go cat and might shred her clothes in public. She dashed home without a single word, but a VERY angry scowl.
Ranma ran towards Happosai, and heard Cologne say, "Me nothing. A cat, however, will do the job quite nicely."
Ranma watched in shock as Cologne pulled out a bucket from nowhere and splashed Shampoo. Being nervous about facing the old lech in full battle only helped trigger Neko-ken. "C-C-C-C...RRReeOOOWWW!!!" Ranma hissed.
Happosai looked at the boy-turned-cat, and became afraid as the boy-turned-cat licked his chops.
"It's been nice knowing you, Happy," Cologne said, watching the 'cat' play with his 'prey.' The 'mouse' tried to escape from being hunted, but the 'cat' proved to be faster.
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Akane waited for Ranma to return. She HATED to wait, especially when Ranma was out fighting some impossible threat. He could get hurt fighting Happosai, and she was doing nothing but waiting for him to come home like a good little wife would. She punched the wall. Next time, she would NOT be the one left behind. She would never be able to forgive herself if Ranma was hurt and she had done nothing to stop it.
Ranma hopped in through her window, causing her to sigh in relief. He then meowed sadly at her. She poured a bucket of water onto him.
Ranma blinked a couple times, then stood up. The sight of some blood on her hands were NOT a welcomed sight.
"Ranma, are you okay?" Akane asked.
"I'm not sure." Ranma left the room and went to the upstairs bathroom to wash her hands. Several minutes later Ranma returned to his room just as Cologne entered through the window.
"Hello, Ranma, Akane. I have your cures," Cologne said holding a couple scrolls.
"How is the old freak? Is he...?" Ranma asked.
"He lives, barely. I have imprisoned him using Amazon magic. It will be a long time before he'll bother anyone again," Cologne informed.
Ranma let out a long breath, hoping Cologne had told him the truth. He took the scrolls from the matriarch. "Um, thanks for your help."
Cologne nodded, and left.
Ranma looked over the scrolls. "Okay, here's my cure. Hmm... I'll need your help with this Akane. I won't be able to touch some of these points too well."
Akane noticed where the locations were and nodded. She then locked the door, while Ranma shut the window and pulled down the window shade.
Ranma then pulled down his pants and lay down on the bed. Akane walked over and studied the pressure point chart. He carefully corrected her finger positions. She then pressed into him and was disappointed that nothing seemed to happen.
"That should've worked," Akane said.
"Why don't you try to stimulate it?" Ranma asked with a grin.
Akane's disappointment quickly vanished. They didn't cure Akane of the lust pressure point until much later that night.
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Akane built up her determination and walked into the Ucchan's. She was greeted by Ukyou's cold stare. "What do you want?"
"I thought I'd try again to patch things up between us," Akane said with some nervousness.
"Do you really think that's possible? You're screwing the man I love! Even when he's a girl! If Ranma had chosen me, can you honestly say you would still be friends with me?" Ukyou snarled angrily.
The sole customer was rather enjoying this 'conversation.'
Akane looked down. "I hope I would, but I don't know. I know I would at least try." After she had beaten Ranma into a bloody pulp.
"Do you have ANY idea how much it hurts me thinking of Ranma knowing he's sleeping in your bed?" Ukyou spat out.
"Well, I do have some idea. I was in love with Dr. Tofu for a long time and he was in love with Kasumi. Having him help me with my injuries and hoping he would fall in love with me only to have those hopes destroyed with my own sister saying, 'hello.' He'd then act like an insane, giddy little school boy who couldn't even think straight," Akane recalled fondly.
"Oh? And how did you recover when you realized you lost?" Ukyou questioned bitterly.
Akane shifted uneasily. "Um, I, ah, guess I sort of had fallen in love with Ranma by then."
"How convenient for you," Ukyou said darkly.
Akane shook her head. "It helped, but the real cure was time."
"Oh, yes. Time. It took me ten years to find Ranma, how long do you think it'll be before I'm 'over' Ranma? Hmm?" Ukyou shot at her.
Akane sighed. "Months, maybe years."
Ukyou nodded curtly. "If then."
"Ukyou, I'm sorry that you're being hurt because of this. I wish there was a way I could make it up to you."
Ukyou slammed her hand on the counter. "Sure there is. Give me back my fiancee."
Akane held a hand to her chest. "You know I can't and won't do that. I love him."
"So do I!" Ukyou hissed.
Akane nodded sadly. "I know. But Ranma is in love with...."
The hair on the back of Akane's and Ukyou's necks bristled and both dove for cover as the front of Ucchan's Okonomiyaki exploded into toothpicks. The customer who had enjoyed the conversation so far, was now taking a nice nap after being hit in the head by part of the wall. Before Akane had a chance to get up from the floor, a three plus meter black... thing picked her up by her shoulder.
A gravelly voice crunched out, "A Saotome. Die." Its thumb moved under Akane's chin.
"I'm not a Saotome yet," Akane choked out. She was a bit thankful that the thing's hand was too big to choke her properly. She tried in vain to kick it.
"Spiritually, you are." It tightened its grasp.
Ukyou looked at the thing with cold hatred. It was wrecking her restaurant. It was calling Akane a Saotome. It was asking to be shredded into little bits. She launched into her attack, sending a volley of spatulas and following up by swinging her big freaking spatula.
The thing looked amused as it stared down at Ukyou, not appearing to be hurt in the slightest.
"Hold, demon!" someone shouted from outside.
Ukyou hoped Kuno would actually be of some use as she sent a volley of exploding flour.
The demon turned towards Kuno, completely ignoring the chef's attacks. "What? You commanded that Saotome should die. She is one."
Kuno pointed at the demon with his bokken. "I meant Saotome Ranma, fiend. Besides, that is the fair Tendo Akane, and she is not a Saotome."
"What you meant, means nothing. You said Saotome dies, so ALL who spiritually bare the name Saotome shall die. And she is a Saotome," the creature intoned.
"I will not allow you to harm her!" Kuno rushed the demon but was knocked across the street into unconsciousness.
Ukyou was getting very annoyed at being ignored.
The demon's head turned to Akane to notice she was glowing.
"Akane... HA!" A burst of crimson chi erupted from the captive girl.
The demon yelped, dropping Akane. It looked at its lightly scorched arm. "Interesting. I see you're more of a guy than that cross-dresser."
Ukyou attacked it again, and she wondered what the point was. Only raw chi attacks hurt it so far.
The demon chuckled. "Too bad you aren't both a guy and a girl, then you might be able to kill me."
"Then I guess you want ta fight me."
The demon turned to the source of that 'noise.' It grinned. "Another Saotome to kill."
"In your dreams." Ranma raced forward and attacked the foul thing.
Ukyou was surprised to note the demon was hurt by the five punches Ranma landed, although not as much as the fiend's one blow hurt him, unfortunately.
"You don't look like a hermaphrodite," the demon said surprised at its injuries.
"Ever hear of Jusenkyo?" Ranma asked with a smirk.
"Shit. I'll still kill you," the demon spat.
"I'm getting sick of hearing that," Ranma groused.
The demon resumed the fight with Ranma, while Akane took occasional shots at the creature's head with chi blasts.
The demon was in pain, but so was Ranma. He noticed that the creature wasn't putting out any chi, and yet chi punches only added a little to the damage. He had to come up with a way stop it. One of Akane's chi blasts cut the air between himself and the demon and he smiled.
Ranma ran to Akane, surprise both her and the demon. "You nearly hit me that time, ya uncute, cunt loving, tomboy!"
Akane's eyes widen in shock. "WHAT?!"
"You heard me. Why are you trying to 'help?' Or are you trying to blow my head off? You know you can't hit the broadside of the barn!" Ranma yelled at her.
The demon snarled. "Don't you dare ignore me."
"Stay out of this!" replied the black-haired youths.
The demon launched into an attack. Ranma grabbed Akane and started to dodge back and forth across the street in front of Ucchan's while holding her.
"Let go of me!" Akane shouted. Part of her realized what Ranma was doing and was desperately holding onto any reason to be angry.
"Hiryu Shuten HA!" Ranma spiraled a fist into a punch as close as he dared to Akane.
Ukyou watched in morbid fascination as a tornado formed before her, carrying the demon, the still unconscious Kuno, Akane and Ranma into the sky.
Ranma was dismayed, but not overly surprised that he was carried into the air along with Akane, considering she was the source of hot chi and he wasn't about to let go of her.
Kuno was almost immediately thrown out of the tornado and into another ward, but only after most of his cloths were ripped to shreds by flying debris.
Being closer to the edge of the tornado, the demon didn't stay in it for long before being hurled out of it.
Ranma watched the demon while it fell. "Akane, prepare to exit. Come out in a chi kick. We'll land on the demon."
Akane nodded, clutching onto Ranma.
Ranma tried to control their escape point but exited a little off. He fired a short chi blast to correct their descent.
The demon looked up from where it landed to see two feet covered in chi rush towards its face.
Ukyou's eyes widened in shock at the sickening crack of the demon's skull and the sight of its head exploding.
Ranma rolled when they landed, making sure Akane would take none of the damage. They stood up and looked at what they had done. They had killed a demon, that was trying to kill them. That's what they were suppose to do, and they shouldn't feeling bad for it. Right?
"Ewww! It's in my shoe," Akane said a little squeamishly, feeling the demon's blood soaking her sock.
Then the demon seemed to begin to blow away with the wind bit by bit. Soon, even the blood that had soaked through Akane's sock was gone.
"So, Kuno was stupid enough to summon it." Ranma said, shaking his head. He looked at his fiancee. "Are you all right?"
"Beside, a couple bruises, I'm fine. How are you?"
Ranma smirked. "Not a scratch."
Akane scowled at him. "Idiot." She then sighed. "Why is it so easy for you to get my goat?"
Ranma imitated the sound of a goat, for which he got his arm slapped.
They then looked over at what had been Ucchan's Okonomiyaki.
"Sorry about this," Akane said. "We'll help you clean."
Ranma nodded in agreement.
Ukyou looked around, and almost screamed. She yelled obscenities instead. She then accepted their help, since they were part of the cause.
Ukyou let them do all of the cleaning out front and the service area, while she was busy cleaning the kitchen. Ranma and Akane tried to talk to her, but she wasn't being very cooperative.
Ukyou was actually a little pleased when Ranma and Akane left. The closeness between the two was disturbing. Even in her dreams she had never been that close to Ranma.
As far as Ukyou was concerned the entire day was disturbing. Fighting a demon, having her restaurant gutted, watching her... ex-fiance with his fiancee, and seeing a tornado from only meters away; yep, quite a strange day. One she didn't want to repeat.
"May you live an interesting life," Ukyou muttered. Realizing how true what Akane had said over a week earlier was, that Ranma had that curse. Ukyou could not, would not put up with many days like the one she had today. Akane, however, acted as if it was a normal day. Ukyou didn't understand that, she didn't want to. Akane helped kill a demon, and then was joking with Ranma a minute later.
Ukyou sank to her knees and cried. Marrying Ranma had been her dream, and she had accepted it would never happen, but to know it wouldn't have worked even if the dream had come true was almost more than she could bear. She wouldn't be able to stand the insanity of Ranma's life.
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Author's note:
Thanks to Freemage for going over the original version and everyone who has sent comments and critism.
By Lord Archive
Characters are own Rumiko Takahashi and Shogakukan and are used without permission. All rights reserved.
This story takes place after manga volume 38. While at times darker than canon, this series has its share of Takahashi styled humor.
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Chapter 12 - Demonic Influences
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Ranma rubbed his forehead. Between hunting for Happosai and pleasuring Akane for hours he was extremely tired and stressed out. He was a little thankful about going to school since it allowed him to rest. Still, he wanted to know where the old lech had gone. Even angry, Akane couldn't have him too far with a punch.
Ranma sighed, thankful that Akane was less horny now. Keeping up with her was still being a problem, as she still carved sex and HE couldn't perform for her.
Ranma leaned back into his chair. At least Nekoken seemed to be getting under control. He could now look at a picture of a c-cat and not be too afraid.
"Ah, S-Saotome, can I talk to you?" Gosunkugi asked nervously.
"What do you want?" Ranma asked in mild disgust.
Gosunkugi shifted nervously. "Um, Kuno's gone mad."
Ranma folded his arms. "What was your first clue?"
Gosunkugi waved his arms. "No. I mean Kuno went over the edge. He found some ancient scroll that is supposed to summon a demon!"
Ranma raised his eyebrow. "How would you know that?"
"He wanted me to cast the spell. Like I know anything about magic," Gosunkugi answered. If he did then his voodoo dolls would've worked, and Akane would have been his. He mentally slapped himself. It was over. Akane loved Ranma. Happosai's video proved that quite well. And what a great video that was too.
Ranma thought for a second, and then asked, "Why are ya drooling?"
Gosunkugi quickly wiped his face. "Huh? I wasn't d-drooling. Ah, anyway, I just thought you should know what he was planning. He might even try to cast it himself." He then ran off.
"Even if he could summon it, it's not like I couldn't handle it," Ranma said smugly. He didn't need any more headaches. He would have to see if Nabiki could keep an eye on the over-inflated samurai, hoping she wouldn't charge too much for it.
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"Now, Old Ghoul, why do you want to train me now? I still haven't found the ol' lech," Ranma asked, while he was suspended from some trees in a park.
"Happosai is currently in hiding. We won't be able to find him until he is ready to be found. So you might as well train while we wait," Cologne answered.
"All right. Let's do it." Ranma prepared himself....
Cologne released a boulder, letting it slam into the young martial artist. She didn't bother to inform of how he should do the move, he had seen it often enough.
"Again," Ranma called.
This repeated three more times. On the fourth try, Ranma attempted the move and wrote 'shi' on the boulder by poking holes into it.
Cologne looked at the kanji. "Do you want to kill the boulder or Happosai?"
"Happosai."
The elder Amazon smacked Ranma on the head. "Keep your mind on learning the technique. You can think about maiming Happy later."
Ranma readied himself. He watched as the boulder screamed towards him. "Bakusai Tenketsu!" The boulder then exploded in tiny bits. Ranma, however, was in a good deal of pain as the shrapnel of the boulder bit into him.
"Hmm. Sometimes you are just too good." Cologne shook her head. "You learned the move before your endurance built up high enough- and here I thought Akane had helped you with that. Oh, well. Now, Ranma, I will set up another boulder. Do not blow it up. You need to be hit by it about a hundred times."
Ranma just groaned, hanging limply in the air.
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Ranma walked home, looking like every bone in his body had been broken. He hurt all over. The fact that a bus could hit him now and he wouldn't feel it did little to soothe the pain from the repeated blows from a boulder.
"Oh, my dearest Ranma-sama?! What has befallen you? Has that wretched Tendo girl hurt you again?"
Ranma shuddered uncontrollably hearing Kodachi's voice. "Nah. Just training in a bizarre technique. I've gotta...."
Kodachi leapt in front of him brandishing a video tape. "Oh. You don't have to lie to me. I know the wench left you for the pig-tailed girl."
"What are you talkin' about?" Ranma asked, a bit startled.
"Why, this video, of course! It must sadden you that Akane chose another girl over you. Let me comfort you." Kodachi spread her arms wide and moved to grab him.
Ranma dodged the attempted hug by jumping back. "What's on that video?" he asked suspiciously.
"Why, Akane and the pig-tailed girl spending hours making mad passionate love!" Kodachi grinned evilly.
"Who gave you that?" Ranma asked coldly.
"That perverted panty thief," Kodachi replied.
"He is sooooo dead. When I get my hands on him, I'll rip him into little bits." Ranma grabbed the video from Kodachi's hands. "Forget you ever saw this."
Kodachi stared dumbfounded as he leapt away. "But Ranma-sama, what
about what those wretched girls have done to you?" she asked, completely lost on his reaction. "Those terrible girls must have corrupted his mind with their perverted ways. I must free him!" She began to laugh her insane laugh, but then stopped cold. "I'm starting to sound like my brother."
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Ranma and Akane walked cautiously onto the school grounds. Knowing that Kodachi had gotten a tape of them making love girl to girl made them very nervous about how many people who knew the tape existed and what was on it. And worse, they were afraid of how many of them actually had a tape.
"Saotome, you fiend! You have driven the virtuous Tendo Akane and the pig-tailed girl to each other's arms because of your evil! I, the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High, SHALL SMITE YOU! ATATATATATATATATATATATAT!"
Ranma groaned. If anyone didn't know it before, they did now. He then got a devious idea, and stood there as Kuno charged with his bokken.
Akane fumed at Kuno's rant, but was surprised that Ranma was just standing there.
Kuno's attack connected with Ranma, sending him through the school wall fence. The bokken, however, had shattered from impacting pig-tailed martial artist.
Kuno's triumphant grin was short-lived as Ranma stood up, dusted himself off, and said, "Is that the best you can do? I didn't even feel it."
"You dare mock me?!" Kuno shouted in outrage.
"I don't have to. You do a good job of that by yourself," Ranma quipped. He was quite thankful that Kuno was allowing him to work off some of his anger.
"Die, foul fiend!!" Kuno shouted, but without a bokken he was easy prey as Ranma kicked him in the gut and face in a single motion. The kendo master fell back from the blow. "I shall never be defeated. I shall see you pay for turning my loves into lesbians!"
"Oh, Kuno-sempai," Akane said with the warmth of a grave in the middle of Siberia during winter. When he turned to look at her, she shouted, "EAT SHIT AND DIIIEEEE!!!!!"
"I think he may have achieved upper Earth orbit from that hit," Hiroshi commented.
"How long before you think he'll be back?" Daisuke asked.
Hiroshi shrugged. "In time for to give us some entertainment at lunch."
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Gym, Ranma's and Akane's favorite class. Today, however, they really wished they didn't have that class.
The locker room was rather uncomfortable for Ranma as he was drilled by various questions about his sexual relationship with Akane. He refused to answer under penalty of death, his own at Akane's hands.
Akane, however, was beyond the point of being uncomfortable. She ignored the graffiti she found on her locker, and changed in absolute silence. She pointedly looked away from everyone else, not so much to prevent them from thinking she might find them attractive, as to avoid their accusing glares. She refused to listen to gossip which was all about her.
Akane realized the fact she could single handily kick the ass of every girl in the locker room at the same time was the only thing that prevented them from doing worse than defacing her locker.
Akane had no idea of how to explain having sex with Ranma when he was girl that they would accept. She was a pervert in their eyes, and nothing would ever change that now.
It saddened Akane, but she understood why Sayuri and Yuka had distanced themselves from her. That if they showed support for her right now, they might be seen as being perverted too. It still hurt that she was alone against this. Ranma would not get any ridicule for this, but she suspected the graffiti on her locker was only the beginning for her.
Akane was sort of thankful Nabiki had promised to defuse the situation, but the threat of the sparing session was no longer in effect. Her sister now had free rein to tell everyone about her sex life. Akane hoped the price was worth it and the next time she went to gym, they wouldn't treat her like a traitor.
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Shampoo rode her bike back from a delivery. She was both sad and angry. Her 'brother' Ranma was the love of her life, and he'd rather marry a perverted, violent maniac than her. Of course, the 'perverted' part might've helped that kitchen destroyer to win. She wouldn't be able to make love to Ranma if he was ever stuck as a girl, but the perverted girl obviously would.
Shampoo's thoughts were cut short by the appearance of an ugly old man that was perched on her bike's handlebars. "Hello, Shampoo-chan," Happosai grinned.
"What lech want?" Shampoo demanded with a scowl.
Happosai held up a black video cassette. "Perhaps you'd be interested in a little tape I've got."
Shampoo's scowl deepened. "No want to watch perverts screwing each other."
"Oh? And do you know WHO is on this tape?" Happosai asked, a little surprised.
"Kitchen destroyer and EX-husband, or should say ex-wife, on tape," Shampoo hissed.
Happosai was rather surprised at this. "Well, if you're not interested then I'll...."
"Going somewhere, Happy?" Cologne interrupted him with an arctic voice.
"Li'l Cologne, ah, perhaps you'd be interested in a certain tape?" Happosai asked nervously.
"No, I already have a couple copies. They are... quite interesting. Now, Happosai, you do realize what you've done is unforgivable," Cologne intoned.
Happosai looked like he could care less. "Heh. I've heard that before."
Cologne's gaze hardened. "True, but this time being run off Jokensuku land will not be enough."
"Oh? And just what do you think you can do to me? I have always proven to be stronger than you," Happosai mocked.
"Me nothing. A cat, however, will do the job quite nicely," Cologne said with a malevolent grin.
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Ranma and Akane walked home in an uncomfortable silence. Akane was furious over how she had been treated that day, and Ranma didn't want to become the focus of that anger.
They stopped when they saw Shampoo, Cologne and Happosai a little ways down the block.
"Akane, go home to our room with some water," Ranma commanded.
"Why? I want to kill that lech, too, you know," Akane said angrily.
"'Cause Shampoo is there. So there's a good chance I'll go c-cat. Unless you want me to try to have sex with you in the middle of the street, go home."
Akane scowled at Ranma, but couldn't refute what he said. While she wanted to mutilate Happosai, the risk was a bit too high that Ranma would go cat and might shred her clothes in public. She dashed home without a single word, but a VERY angry scowl.
Ranma ran towards Happosai, and heard Cologne say, "Me nothing. A cat, however, will do the job quite nicely."
Ranma watched in shock as Cologne pulled out a bucket from nowhere and splashed Shampoo. Being nervous about facing the old lech in full battle only helped trigger Neko-ken. "C-C-C-C...RRReeOOOWWW!!!" Ranma hissed.
Happosai looked at the boy-turned-cat, and became afraid as the boy-turned-cat licked his chops.
"It's been nice knowing you, Happy," Cologne said, watching the 'cat' play with his 'prey.' The 'mouse' tried to escape from being hunted, but the 'cat' proved to be faster.
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Akane waited for Ranma to return. She HATED to wait, especially when Ranma was out fighting some impossible threat. He could get hurt fighting Happosai, and she was doing nothing but waiting for him to come home like a good little wife would. She punched the wall. Next time, she would NOT be the one left behind. She would never be able to forgive herself if Ranma was hurt and she had done nothing to stop it.
Ranma hopped in through her window, causing her to sigh in relief. He then meowed sadly at her. She poured a bucket of water onto him.
Ranma blinked a couple times, then stood up. The sight of some blood on her hands were NOT a welcomed sight.
"Ranma, are you okay?" Akane asked.
"I'm not sure." Ranma left the room and went to the upstairs bathroom to wash her hands. Several minutes later Ranma returned to his room just as Cologne entered through the window.
"Hello, Ranma, Akane. I have your cures," Cologne said holding a couple scrolls.
"How is the old freak? Is he...?" Ranma asked.
"He lives, barely. I have imprisoned him using Amazon magic. It will be a long time before he'll bother anyone again," Cologne informed.
Ranma let out a long breath, hoping Cologne had told him the truth. He took the scrolls from the matriarch. "Um, thanks for your help."
Cologne nodded, and left.
Ranma looked over the scrolls. "Okay, here's my cure. Hmm... I'll need your help with this Akane. I won't be able to touch some of these points too well."
Akane noticed where the locations were and nodded. She then locked the door, while Ranma shut the window and pulled down the window shade.
Ranma then pulled down his pants and lay down on the bed. Akane walked over and studied the pressure point chart. He carefully corrected her finger positions. She then pressed into him and was disappointed that nothing seemed to happen.
"That should've worked," Akane said.
"Why don't you try to stimulate it?" Ranma asked with a grin.
Akane's disappointment quickly vanished. They didn't cure Akane of the lust pressure point until much later that night.
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Akane built up her determination and walked into the Ucchan's. She was greeted by Ukyou's cold stare. "What do you want?"
"I thought I'd try again to patch things up between us," Akane said with some nervousness.
"Do you really think that's possible? You're screwing the man I love! Even when he's a girl! If Ranma had chosen me, can you honestly say you would still be friends with me?" Ukyou snarled angrily.
The sole customer was rather enjoying this 'conversation.'
Akane looked down. "I hope I would, but I don't know. I know I would at least try." After she had beaten Ranma into a bloody pulp.
"Do you have ANY idea how much it hurts me thinking of Ranma knowing he's sleeping in your bed?" Ukyou spat out.
"Well, I do have some idea. I was in love with Dr. Tofu for a long time and he was in love with Kasumi. Having him help me with my injuries and hoping he would fall in love with me only to have those hopes destroyed with my own sister saying, 'hello.' He'd then act like an insane, giddy little school boy who couldn't even think straight," Akane recalled fondly.
"Oh? And how did you recover when you realized you lost?" Ukyou questioned bitterly.
Akane shifted uneasily. "Um, I, ah, guess I sort of had fallen in love with Ranma by then."
"How convenient for you," Ukyou said darkly.
Akane shook her head. "It helped, but the real cure was time."
"Oh, yes. Time. It took me ten years to find Ranma, how long do you think it'll be before I'm 'over' Ranma? Hmm?" Ukyou shot at her.
Akane sighed. "Months, maybe years."
Ukyou nodded curtly. "If then."
"Ukyou, I'm sorry that you're being hurt because of this. I wish there was a way I could make it up to you."
Ukyou slammed her hand on the counter. "Sure there is. Give me back my fiancee."
Akane held a hand to her chest. "You know I can't and won't do that. I love him."
"So do I!" Ukyou hissed.
Akane nodded sadly. "I know. But Ranma is in love with...."
The hair on the back of Akane's and Ukyou's necks bristled and both dove for cover as the front of Ucchan's Okonomiyaki exploded into toothpicks. The customer who had enjoyed the conversation so far, was now taking a nice nap after being hit in the head by part of the wall. Before Akane had a chance to get up from the floor, a three plus meter black... thing picked her up by her shoulder.
A gravelly voice crunched out, "A Saotome. Die." Its thumb moved under Akane's chin.
"I'm not a Saotome yet," Akane choked out. She was a bit thankful that the thing's hand was too big to choke her properly. She tried in vain to kick it.
"Spiritually, you are." It tightened its grasp.
Ukyou looked at the thing with cold hatred. It was wrecking her restaurant. It was calling Akane a Saotome. It was asking to be shredded into little bits. She launched into her attack, sending a volley of spatulas and following up by swinging her big freaking spatula.
The thing looked amused as it stared down at Ukyou, not appearing to be hurt in the slightest.
"Hold, demon!" someone shouted from outside.
Ukyou hoped Kuno would actually be of some use as she sent a volley of exploding flour.
The demon turned towards Kuno, completely ignoring the chef's attacks. "What? You commanded that Saotome should die. She is one."
Kuno pointed at the demon with his bokken. "I meant Saotome Ranma, fiend. Besides, that is the fair Tendo Akane, and she is not a Saotome."
"What you meant, means nothing. You said Saotome dies, so ALL who spiritually bare the name Saotome shall die. And she is a Saotome," the creature intoned.
"I will not allow you to harm her!" Kuno rushed the demon but was knocked across the street into unconsciousness.
Ukyou was getting very annoyed at being ignored.
The demon's head turned to Akane to notice she was glowing.
"Akane... HA!" A burst of crimson chi erupted from the captive girl.
The demon yelped, dropping Akane. It looked at its lightly scorched arm. "Interesting. I see you're more of a guy than that cross-dresser."
Ukyou attacked it again, and she wondered what the point was. Only raw chi attacks hurt it so far.
The demon chuckled. "Too bad you aren't both a guy and a girl, then you might be able to kill me."
"Then I guess you want ta fight me."
The demon turned to the source of that 'noise.' It grinned. "Another Saotome to kill."
"In your dreams." Ranma raced forward and attacked the foul thing.
Ukyou was surprised to note the demon was hurt by the five punches Ranma landed, although not as much as the fiend's one blow hurt him, unfortunately.
"You don't look like a hermaphrodite," the demon said surprised at its injuries.
"Ever hear of Jusenkyo?" Ranma asked with a smirk.
"Shit. I'll still kill you," the demon spat.
"I'm getting sick of hearing that," Ranma groused.
The demon resumed the fight with Ranma, while Akane took occasional shots at the creature's head with chi blasts.
The demon was in pain, but so was Ranma. He noticed that the creature wasn't putting out any chi, and yet chi punches only added a little to the damage. He had to come up with a way stop it. One of Akane's chi blasts cut the air between himself and the demon and he smiled.
Ranma ran to Akane, surprise both her and the demon. "You nearly hit me that time, ya uncute, cunt loving, tomboy!"
Akane's eyes widen in shock. "WHAT?!"
"You heard me. Why are you trying to 'help?' Or are you trying to blow my head off? You know you can't hit the broadside of the barn!" Ranma yelled at her.
The demon snarled. "Don't you dare ignore me."
"Stay out of this!" replied the black-haired youths.
The demon launched into an attack. Ranma grabbed Akane and started to dodge back and forth across the street in front of Ucchan's while holding her.
"Let go of me!" Akane shouted. Part of her realized what Ranma was doing and was desperately holding onto any reason to be angry.
"Hiryu Shuten HA!" Ranma spiraled a fist into a punch as close as he dared to Akane.
Ukyou watched in morbid fascination as a tornado formed before her, carrying the demon, the still unconscious Kuno, Akane and Ranma into the sky.
Ranma was dismayed, but not overly surprised that he was carried into the air along with Akane, considering she was the source of hot chi and he wasn't about to let go of her.
Kuno was almost immediately thrown out of the tornado and into another ward, but only after most of his cloths were ripped to shreds by flying debris.
Being closer to the edge of the tornado, the demon didn't stay in it for long before being hurled out of it.
Ranma watched the demon while it fell. "Akane, prepare to exit. Come out in a chi kick. We'll land on the demon."
Akane nodded, clutching onto Ranma.
Ranma tried to control their escape point but exited a little off. He fired a short chi blast to correct their descent.
The demon looked up from where it landed to see two feet covered in chi rush towards its face.
Ukyou's eyes widened in shock at the sickening crack of the demon's skull and the sight of its head exploding.
Ranma rolled when they landed, making sure Akane would take none of the damage. They stood up and looked at what they had done. They had killed a demon, that was trying to kill them. That's what they were suppose to do, and they shouldn't feeling bad for it. Right?
"Ewww! It's in my shoe," Akane said a little squeamishly, feeling the demon's blood soaking her sock.
Then the demon seemed to begin to blow away with the wind bit by bit. Soon, even the blood that had soaked through Akane's sock was gone.
"So, Kuno was stupid enough to summon it." Ranma said, shaking his head. He looked at his fiancee. "Are you all right?"
"Beside, a couple bruises, I'm fine. How are you?"
Ranma smirked. "Not a scratch."
Akane scowled at him. "Idiot." She then sighed. "Why is it so easy for you to get my goat?"
Ranma imitated the sound of a goat, for which he got his arm slapped.
They then looked over at what had been Ucchan's Okonomiyaki.
"Sorry about this," Akane said. "We'll help you clean."
Ranma nodded in agreement.
Ukyou looked around, and almost screamed. She yelled obscenities instead. She then accepted their help, since they were part of the cause.
Ukyou let them do all of the cleaning out front and the service area, while she was busy cleaning the kitchen. Ranma and Akane tried to talk to her, but she wasn't being very cooperative.
Ukyou was actually a little pleased when Ranma and Akane left. The closeness between the two was disturbing. Even in her dreams she had never been that close to Ranma.
As far as Ukyou was concerned the entire day was disturbing. Fighting a demon, having her restaurant gutted, watching her... ex-fiance with his fiancee, and seeing a tornado from only meters away; yep, quite a strange day. One she didn't want to repeat.
"May you live an interesting life," Ukyou muttered. Realizing how true what Akane had said over a week earlier was, that Ranma had that curse. Ukyou could not, would not put up with many days like the one she had today. Akane, however, acted as if it was a normal day. Ukyou didn't understand that, she didn't want to. Akane helped kill a demon, and then was joking with Ranma a minute later.
Ukyou sank to her knees and cried. Marrying Ranma had been her dream, and she had accepted it would never happen, but to know it wouldn't have worked even if the dream had come true was almost more than she could bear. She wouldn't be able to stand the insanity of Ranma's life.
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Author's note:
Thanks to Freemage for going over the original version and everyone who has sent comments and critism.