Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Ranma and Akane: Woes in Nerima ❯ Say DOOM, enter Nodoka ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

:Refer to pages 1, 2, and 3 for disclaimer:

The familiar sounds and smells of a quality breakfast slowly roused the occupants of the Tendo dojo into consciousness.
“Ah, good morning Kasumi, smells wonderful as always.” Soun said somewhat blearily in passing the door to the kitchen. Only to be stopped by… giggling?
“Why thank you Mr. Tendo, but I’m not Kasumi, she’s not feeling so well this morning so I’m helping as much as I can.” Said Ranma-chan wearing an apron, while flipping the western style flap-jacks.
“WHAT!? MY BABY KASUMI IS SICK!? RANMA TELL ME WHAT’S WRONG RIGHT THIS INSTANT! DOES SHE NEED TO GO TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM! WAAAAAA!!! MY BABY IS DYING!” Soun “fountain-san” Tendo bellowed while beginning crying fit #127 aka “the natural order of the house is wrong, all wrong!”
“Geeze! If your gonna cry go stand over the furo of somethin’! else you’ll ruin breakfast!” Ranma-chan said irritated, then continued “And no, Kasumi doesn’t need to go to the hospital geeze, she’s just got a migraine and pretty bad cramping this time of the month” Ranma said while returning to the sausages.
In Soun’s mind though “she said ‘this time of the month’….” WAAAAAA!!!! And fountain-san Tendo began anew with crying fit #74 aka “My daughter is experiencing feminine issues and I’m not man enough to help my baby girl!” and with THAT he left to seat him self at the table with his soggy morning news paper.
“pathetic excuse of a man….” Ranam mumbled to herself after…. whatever the hell that was all about…

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As the table was all set with the western style breakfast feast, the household took notice that a certain youngest Akane Tendo was absent. Soon though this was remedied by the tenor voice of said Akane-kun as he bellowed “RANMA YOU JERK!” promptly followed by said Tendo, bounding down the stairs to confront said small redheaded girl.
Though before Ranma-chan could say anything, Nabiki surprisingly enough asked with a smirk “Alright Akane-kun, what’d ‘she’ do now?”
“Grrr! Three days ago Ranma said that she’d forgot something in our training for those two weeks! Can you believe it!? FORGOT! So SHE! Told me to stay male for three whole days and nights!” Akane-kun nearly screamed.
“Well, yeah Akane, what with balance training, new male katas, and correct guy-speech along with who-knows what else. It’s a pretty small thing. I kinda thought though you’d figure it out on your own though” Ranma curtly replied.
“Okay, NOW I’m curious Akane-kun, what’d Ranma-chan forget that’s sooooo bad?” Nabiki said coolly.
“LOOK AT MY FACE!” Akane-kun did scream.
And so Nabiki did. “Heh, nice goatee you got there ‘bro’.” Nabiki said with a smirk and great mirth.
“IT’S NOT FUNNY!” Akane-kun screamed again.
“Now, now son, it’s perfectly normal, and I must say it’s quite fetching on you.” Soun said with some fatherly pride.
“Daaaad! I’m your daughter!” Akane-kun shouted back, proptly followed by Soun “fountain-sans” wail # 37 aka “My son… err daughter is being mean to me!”
“Alright Akane, normally it’d be your pops who’d show you how, but…” Ranma stole a glance at the quivering mass that called itself the Tendo patriach. And she continued. “So after breakfast I’ll show and help you with shaving. ‘Kay?” Ranma finished with a smile.
“Okay, Ranma I guess, but for this surprise, you’ll pay, oh yes you’ll pay!” Akane-kun said with a none too pleasant smile that made Ranma gulp.

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Lunch time at Furinkan high school.
“So Ranma, still no word on the pineapple brained principal?” Hitomi asked.
“Nope and all the better if you ask me, we don’t his crazy hair cutting fetish anymore than we need the plague.” Ranma said with clear distaste to the loony Kuno patriarch.
“Yeah, agreed. Hey, isn’t that Ukyo?” Nani said “Hey Ukyo over here!” she called out
Ranma looked up with surprise to see Ukyo heading towards their table, thankfully with no apparent injuries.
“Umm hiya Uc-chan feeling alright. I’m umm really sorry how I, umm blew up, but well you know. Glad to, umm see you’re alright though.” Ranma said very nervously.
(sigh) “No Ranma you’ve got nothing to be sorry for, I’m the one who should be sorry, and I want to apologize.”
‘okay, this I wasn’t expecting.’ Were the thoughts of Ranma-chan and Akane-kun.

“Ranma first you gotta’ know that you have nothing to be sorry for, we, that is the other girls and I fought over you like some sort of prize to be won, regardless of how you felt about us. At least now I know how you feel about me.” Ukyo choked back a small sob and continued. “Then there we were fighting over you again, over who’d serve you a lunch of all things. What a stupid reason to fight that was too. Then we in our fight ended up getting Akane cursed. And for that, Akane I’m truly sorry, so…” Ukyo gets on her knees and continues “Akane, I’ve done a lot to hurt both you and Ran-chan, and for that I don’t deserve him, sure your foods’ toxic and you hit him, but you love him. Sooo (in hails deeply) to pay for,…. for my transgression and the hurt I’ve caused both of you, Akane I’ll do anything to help, I’ll umm be your slave if you’ll let me.” And with that Ukyo let the tears silently fall not daring to look at either Ranma or Akane.

For the briefest moment after hearing “slave” come from Ukyo’s mouth Akane-kun thinks back to an ecchi magazine under his bed that involves latex, a riding crop and cheese whiz and their various uses. But quickly banishes those hentai thoughts as the full implication of what she’s saying sets in.
‘she’s so upset and ashamed that she’s essentially giving her life to me? And giving up the chase on Ranma to boot?’ were Akane-kun’s thoughts.
“Ukyo…. Ukyo look at me.” Akane said, once he had Ukyos attention he continued. “Ukyo, I won’t lie and say that I’m happy about getting cursed…. but I’ll gladly accept your apology on one condition.”
“W-what condition would that be?” Ukyo said in a small maybe afraid voice. Who knows what Akane might do with Ukyo as his/her slave?
“The condition is I don’t want a, as you put it “slave” I want a friend. Ukyo, wanna be friends?” Akane-kun said with a smile and holding his hand out to help Ukyo up.
‘ friends? acceptance from Akane? She… err he’s not mad and wants me to be a friend? when was the last time I had a genuine friend?’ Ukyo though.
Ukyo smiles hesitantly and takes the proffered hand and says “Akane, I’d really like to be your friend. Thank you!” and with that Ukyo grabs Akane-kun in a fierce hug.
Ranma smiled at how a rivalry, turned into a new friendship. Mybe things were finally looking up?

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At that instant while Skuld and Belldandy weren’t watching, Loki first class god of mischief (aka pain in the ass) decided to tinker with the lives of his pet projects in Nerima Japan.
So in the Neko-Hanten Cologne gasps in surprise infront of her computer terminals search results. And finally exclaims with disbelief.
“They’re BOTH related to HIM!”

‘Oh yes, what fun THIS will be!’ Loki thought to himself very pleased.

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“Okay Akane, I KNOW this isn’t the way back home, so where are we going and how come you changed back to a girl?” Ranma said a little miffed at being dragged around town.
“Well, Ranma first it’d be… um awkward to go where we’re going as a guy, secondly, we’re here.” Akane-chan while dragging Ranma-chan into the shop.
“Okay Akane, I give why are we in Mrs. Wong’s salon? Cause I ain’t getting no girly hair-doo.”
Akane chuckles and says “No Ranma, we’re not here to get your hair done… um per se.”
Though before Akane can continue Mrs. Wong herself says “Oh Hello Akane-chan, so nice to see you again, what can we do for you and your cute little friend today?” she finished with a smile that could warm even those with a heart of stone.
“Oh, nothing for me today thanks, though my ‘friend’ here I think needs a full waxing.” Akane said with that none-too-pleasant glint in her eyes.

Ranma thought ‘waxing? What am I, a car? Geeze how stupid can the tomboy be?’

Mrs. Wong got that same glint in her eyes, and said. “Yes I see, Miss Ranma was it?” Ranma nods, so she continues “come right with me then and we’ll begin.”
Ranma turns to Akane and asks “Akane are you sure about this? I just don’t know ‘bout this…”
“Oh Ranma you’ll be fine, unless that is your chicken and can’t stand a little pain” Akane says with a smirk as she knows she just pressed the right button.
Correct she was as Ranma declares boldly “I AIN’T AFRAID OF NOTHIN’!” and with that Ranma storms off into the depths of the beauty salons back room.

(about 10 minutes later)

The window rattling shriek of disbelief of “BIKINI WAX!?” echoes though a 3 block radius of Mrs. Wong’s Salon.

(about 40 minutes even later)

“So, Ranma, how’s it feel?” Akane said FAR too playfully for the situation in Ranma’s opinion.
Ranma mumbles “smooth in places I didn’t know could be smooth.” (shudders)
“Ahh, don’t tell me Ranma Saotome, the big bad martial artist is afraid of a little wax?” Akane said mockingly. To which Ranma grumbled out. “I hate you” and the two proceeded to walk back to the dojo.
“Well, Ranma, you know what they say?” Akane said.
“No, what?” Ranma asks.
“Paybacks a bitch!” Akane said, then burst into giggles and ran ahead.
Ranma just stood there ‘til it dawned on her what she meant.
“WHY YOU!? COME BACK HERE!” Ranma shouted and gave chase to the rapidly retreating… and laughing her head off Akane.

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Ah dinner time at the Tendo’s. Nabiki making one more call before dinner is served. A frazzled Akane-kun trying to mend the Moko-takabisha burn in his new orange dual-form blouse.
A Kasumi popping midol tablets like candy, while the father’s drink (hey what else is new?) while Ranma-chan dishes out another fine meal. Though no-were near Kasumi’s cuisine.
Then the most dreaded sound imaginable resounds through the compound once more after it’d been gone for sooo long. Well no good thing lasts forever.
“HOTCHA!” Yes, that’s Happosai. Followed by a feminine cry of rage.
“Ahh! GET OFF A’ ME YOU STINKING BASTARD!” Oddly though this comes from Kasumi as she swats the perverted grandmaster off of her generous bosom.
“Oh, but Kasumi-chan! How can you deny an old man such a simple pleasure?” Happosai says with big hopeful eyes.
“Easily you disgusting old letcher! Especially since we found out that women are just batteries for you to recharge on!” Kasumi snarled out angrily. Wait, Kasumi can snarl?

“Oh well your loss. HOTCHA! Ranma-chan come to Happi!” Happosai exclaims as he bounds for said redhead’s ample bosom.
As Happosai lands on said ample bosom, and before Ranma can swat him off, he looks up and says “You know Ranma-chan, last time you hit me it really hurt #sniff# took me nearly a month to walk back from Fukuoka.” Mentally he added, ‘though the week I spent at the swimsuit competition wasn’t bad.’ begin evil laugh.
“Just get offa me ya’ old freak so we can at least finish dinner!” Ranma said, far more calmly that she was feeling.
“Oh no, not just yet my dear Ranma-chan… hey, are you wearing a bra? (eyes sparkle), no that can wait.”
Happosai, turning down a bra worn by none other than Ranma-chan? Suddenly everyone at the table had a sudden sinking feeling of DOOM!
“You see my dear on my way back I ran into someone very special I’d not seen in such a long time. My great-great-great-great-great-granddaughter to be precise.”

Genma began to sweat, no he couldn’t mean “HER” could he? He wouldn’t, right?

Happosai continued “Oh she was just soooo lonely, and so I told her all about you and your father and the Tendos too! That cheered her right up! So I invited her to come over!” Happosai said with an all too big smile and then continued “Come on in No-chan!”

Genma thought while sweating profusely, “we’re dead, we’re dead, we’re sooo sooo dead!” But before he could “go-panda” the shoji door slides open and in walked Nodoka Saotome.

Fingering the hilt of her katana Nodoka said frostily. “Hello ‘husband’ and Ranma. Grandfather’s told me quite the tale.”

“Uh, mom….?” Ranma-chan began to speak only to be stopped by the “death-glare” coming from her mother.

The Tendos all had the same though, a shocked “Oh No!”

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T/B/C!
Oh, and in case you didn’t notice, that’s what I’d like to call an “Evil cliffhanger”
Buwahaha!