Dangerous Dance
By Chihiro Fujimi
Disclaimer : Don't own Ranma 1/2, neither Video girl Ai or Len,
or any other serie that might appear in this fic... When you
consider it that way, I barely own this fanfiction...
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Prologue
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Ryoga wandered.
Well that's not saying much since he is always wandering
except in his sleep perhaps. Then again...
Anyway, Ryoga was presently wandering through Nerima,
asking whatever people he could encounter where Tokyo or
at least Japan was. One could tell he hadn't met people
for a long time. That's then he saw the explosion. Without
thinking, he did what his long experience taught him and
rushed to the place, yelling. "Ranma, this is all your
fault !!"
"Ryouga-san!" A voice called.
He turned, quite surprised, few people would call him
Ryouga-SAN. 'Ryouga' or 'Ryouga-kun' most often but also
'pig-boy' or 'P-chan'. Ranma once called him sempai
in one of his... well her impersonations.
The man was certainly attractive, though Ryouga didn't bend
that way, he thought this man had to attract a fair number
of admirative stares from the other sex. The tiny voice of
jealousy muttered him something about womanizing jerks,
even non-pigtailed ones. The man seemed familiar, though
Ryouga couldn't place it. Like every other thing in this
world an interior voice whined.
"My Ryouga-san, you have grown a lot since I last saw you,
you must have gained at least 6 inches."
Six inches? It must have been 3 years or so. Where was I
3 years ago ? Well, I probably didn't know at the time.
Was it before or after my trip to China ? Do I really want
to remember ?
"RYOUGA-SAN ? Are you in there ?"
"Sorry Katsuhito-san." Well, his name could be Katsuhito
he remember meeting one once, somewhere.
"Good, Ryouga-kun. Why don't we go to that caf‚ there ?
You will tell what you have been up to these days."
The man began turning around to spot such a place.
Ryouga couldn't believe it. He had to make another try.
"Katsuhito-san ?"
The man turned toward him again.
"Yes. What's the matter, Ryouga-san ? Something bothering
you ?"
"I..."
What was he going to say ? "Hey, amazing ! Your name is
REALLY Katsuhito !". How to phrase it without passing for
a moronic jerk. Better to ignore the whole incident.
"Katsuhito-san..."
"Yes, Ryouga-san ?"
"...What are you doing in Kobe ?"
The man laughed and patted him on the shoulder, leading
them to the coffee shop.
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Akane didn't like what she was seeing.
Of course there were many things she didn't like to see,
like Happosai in her gym locker, Ranma in girl form
acting cute to get free food, her father engaging her to
some complete stranger even he never met before.
This time it was a video. Not the kind with movie on it
but the kind only adults and perverted teenagers were
supposed to watch.
Oh, it wasn't because Ranma owned it that she didn't like
it or that he may have watched it. She knew that perverted
little boys like him did that sort of thing often, even if
she didn't want to. What irritated her was that that tape
belonged to a boy she thought was the furthest thing from
a hentai, Ryouga.
How did she know it was was Ryouga's ?
Simple, it was in his pack.
What was she doing with Ryougas' pack ?
She didn't do anything, it was Nabiki...
Right, Nabiki. How convenient.
WHAM!
Akane bashed the narrator for being too nosy.
She was going to drop the object of her disgust in the
garbage when the title caught her eye. It was a strange
thing to name a H-video 'I'll support you' and the girl
seemed quite demure and simple, not at all alluring like
she expected. Maybe she was wrong and that tape was
something like ap psychological method to cure depression
or pessimism.
Yes it had to be something like that. Ryouga would never
stoop so low. He would never peek at a girl for his own
perverted pleasure. There was a guy you could trust.
But another suspicion rose to her mind. Ryouga certainly
thought : yes, a nice video to alleviate my spirits to get
me out of this depression circle.
But maybe the producer of the tape ahd other idea and
instead it was THAT under a cover of purity. She had to verify
this video. For Ryouga's sake. Right.
It never occured to Akane that the girl on the cover (a
certain Mai Chioh said the title) had a striking
ressemblance with her.
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Ranma was nonchalantly eating a free ramen at the
Nekohanten provided by his Chinese Fiancee. He had a
completely normal attitude. Not inquisitive or suspicious
or anything. Or so he hoped.
"Hey Shanpu ! Have you heard about stuff recently ? Like
blown up restaurants in the area or something." He asked.
"When I work, I don't listen rumors. But maybe
great-grandmother know." With that she turned to the
kitchen.
"NO!"
Shanpu turned back to Ranma, startled. Her fiancee seldom
raised his voice.
"Hum. I mean, don't bother your great-granma. It's not
that important."
"If restaurants explode, it is important." She thought a
bit and a smiled crept on her face.
"I know !" She said suddently. Ranma cringed.
"You worry about Shanpu ! Shanpu happy you treat her like
real Japanese wife." She said, reverting to her worst
Japanese. With that she approached him and gave him a warm
hug from behind.
He couldn't really tell her that he suspected them to be
the ones blowing up the concurrence. But he had to protect
his friend.
"Well, you and Ucchan." He felt her grip stiffen.
"I would be really pained if anything happened to her. I
would be really angry if someone came and destroyed her
shop and all that..." He couldn't really continue since
the hug was beginning to look like a death grip. He had to
find something smart to say to defuse the situation.
"Oh yeah, and you too."
Ranma let out a sigh when the grip loosened. He let out a
different one when he passed through the roof.
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Notes :
Well, not my best work but I have to get on with it. I must
say I don't know how long my muse will be back, I'll try to hold
her still for a moment.
By Chihiro Fujimi
Disclaimer : Don't own Ranma 1/2, neither Video girl Ai or Len,
or any other serie that might appear in this fic... When you
consider it that way, I barely own this fanfiction...
----------------------------------------------------------
Prologue
----------------------------------------------------------
Ryoga wandered.
Well that's not saying much since he is always wandering
except in his sleep perhaps. Then again...
Anyway, Ryoga was presently wandering through Nerima,
asking whatever people he could encounter where Tokyo or
at least Japan was. One could tell he hadn't met people
for a long time. That's then he saw the explosion. Without
thinking, he did what his long experience taught him and
rushed to the place, yelling. "Ranma, this is all your
fault !!"
"Ryouga-san!" A voice called.
He turned, quite surprised, few people would call him
Ryouga-SAN. 'Ryouga' or 'Ryouga-kun' most often but also
'pig-boy' or 'P-chan'. Ranma once called him sempai
in one of his... well her impersonations.
The man was certainly attractive, though Ryouga didn't bend
that way, he thought this man had to attract a fair number
of admirative stares from the other sex. The tiny voice of
jealousy muttered him something about womanizing jerks,
even non-pigtailed ones. The man seemed familiar, though
Ryouga couldn't place it. Like every other thing in this
world an interior voice whined.
"My Ryouga-san, you have grown a lot since I last saw you,
you must have gained at least 6 inches."
Six inches? It must have been 3 years or so. Where was I
3 years ago ? Well, I probably didn't know at the time.
Was it before or after my trip to China ? Do I really want
to remember ?
"RYOUGA-SAN ? Are you in there ?"
"Sorry Katsuhito-san." Well, his name could be Katsuhito
he remember meeting one once, somewhere.
"Good, Ryouga-kun. Why don't we go to that caf‚ there ?
You will tell what you have been up to these days."
The man began turning around to spot such a place.
Ryouga couldn't believe it. He had to make another try.
"Katsuhito-san ?"
The man turned toward him again.
"Yes. What's the matter, Ryouga-san ? Something bothering
you ?"
"I..."
What was he going to say ? "Hey, amazing ! Your name is
REALLY Katsuhito !". How to phrase it without passing for
a moronic jerk. Better to ignore the whole incident.
"Katsuhito-san..."
"Yes, Ryouga-san ?"
"...What are you doing in Kobe ?"
The man laughed and patted him on the shoulder, leading
them to the coffee shop.
----------------------------------------------------------
Akane didn't like what she was seeing.
Of course there were many things she didn't like to see,
like Happosai in her gym locker, Ranma in girl form
acting cute to get free food, her father engaging her to
some complete stranger even he never met before.
This time it was a video. Not the kind with movie on it
but the kind only adults and perverted teenagers were
supposed to watch.
Oh, it wasn't because Ranma owned it that she didn't like
it or that he may have watched it. She knew that perverted
little boys like him did that sort of thing often, even if
she didn't want to. What irritated her was that that tape
belonged to a boy she thought was the furthest thing from
a hentai, Ryouga.
How did she know it was was Ryouga's ?
Simple, it was in his pack.
What was she doing with Ryougas' pack ?
She didn't do anything, it was Nabiki...
Right, Nabiki. How convenient.
WHAM!
Akane bashed the narrator for being too nosy.
She was going to drop the object of her disgust in the
garbage when the title caught her eye. It was a strange
thing to name a H-video 'I'll support you' and the girl
seemed quite demure and simple, not at all alluring like
she expected. Maybe she was wrong and that tape was
something like ap psychological method to cure depression
or pessimism.
Yes it had to be something like that. Ryouga would never
stoop so low. He would never peek at a girl for his own
perverted pleasure. There was a guy you could trust.
But another suspicion rose to her mind. Ryouga certainly
thought : yes, a nice video to alleviate my spirits to get
me out of this depression circle.
But maybe the producer of the tape ahd other idea and
instead it was THAT under a cover of purity. She had to verify
this video. For Ryouga's sake. Right.
It never occured to Akane that the girl on the cover (a
certain Mai Chioh said the title) had a striking
ressemblance with her.
----------------------------------------------------------
Ranma was nonchalantly eating a free ramen at the
Nekohanten provided by his Chinese Fiancee. He had a
completely normal attitude. Not inquisitive or suspicious
or anything. Or so he hoped.
"Hey Shanpu ! Have you heard about stuff recently ? Like
blown up restaurants in the area or something." He asked.
"When I work, I don't listen rumors. But maybe
great-grandmother know." With that she turned to the
kitchen.
"NO!"
Shanpu turned back to Ranma, startled. Her fiancee seldom
raised his voice.
"Hum. I mean, don't bother your great-granma. It's not
that important."
"If restaurants explode, it is important." She thought a
bit and a smiled crept on her face.
"I know !" She said suddently. Ranma cringed.
"You worry about Shanpu ! Shanpu happy you treat her like
real Japanese wife." She said, reverting to her worst
Japanese. With that she approached him and gave him a warm
hug from behind.
He couldn't really tell her that he suspected them to be
the ones blowing up the concurrence. But he had to protect
his friend.
"Well, you and Ucchan." He felt her grip stiffen.
"I would be really pained if anything happened to her. I
would be really angry if someone came and destroyed her
shop and all that..." He couldn't really continue since
the hug was beginning to look like a death grip. He had to
find something smart to say to defuse the situation.
"Oh yeah, and you too."
Ranma let out a sigh when the grip loosened. He let out a
different one when he passed through the roof.
----------------------------------------------------------
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Notes :
Well, not my best work but I have to get on with it. I must
say I don't know how long my muse will be back, I'll try to hold
her still for a moment.