Title: A Legend Reborn Sidestory
Author name: Trugeta
Disclaimer:
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by
Rumiko Takahashi and VIZ as well as Akira Toriyama and many others.
No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is
intended. Note further that I don't own any of the trademarks
mentioned in this story.
Also,
the OCs used in this story are a work of fiction. Any resemblance to
any person, living or dead is not intended and purely coincidental.
This story takes place after Movie 10 of Dragonball Z and at the beginning of the Ranma series. It's an AU, and reviews are welcome and appreciated.
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Chapter 1: A very rotten day
A
warm August sun bathed the Tendo compound with its warming rays and
spoiled the residents of the Nerima district with its enjoyable
warmth, and it was safe to assume that the citizens of Tokyo were
making the best of this sunny day. The inhabitants of the Tendo Dojo
could not care less at the moment; the surprise over what Ranma had
just accomplished still sat too deeply, was too fresh to allow for
the apprehension of such banalities as enjoyable weather conditions.
Ranma, their Ranma had just as good as shown up the Grandmaster of the Anything Goes, the man, who was feared like no one else by Genma Saotome and Soun Tendo. And it was true, Happosai did possess terrible might, a truly fearsome power some would even say, but the pigtailed Saiyan had stood up to him, had not bowed low to his wishes. The Tendo sisters knew very well what would likely have happened had Ranma not been around to defend their virtue; the perverted old Grandmaster would have stolen their undies from their very bodies! Maybe even worse.
Genma and their father would likely have allowed it, gauging from how fast they had bowed low to the old man. Ranma had defended their honour, and he had done so in a way that made it clear as daylight that he would never bow down to Happosai; but now things did not look that good for him, and it seemed that he might just pay for his defiance of Happosai, for the old perverted Grandmaster had managed to slip one by Ranma's excellent defences, and a crippling blow nonetheless, it seemed.
Akane, who stood at the shore of the koi pond with her sisters to her sides, was scowling and had a hard time in keeping her temper in check; she wanted to see the old pervert plain beaten. Wait, make that bloody, bruised, stomped on and then beaten. Nowadays she was sufficiently aware of her abilities to know that she had a snowballs' chance in hell at defeating the perverted old man by herself, but she could still hope; then there was still Mallet-sama, which she could and would summon in case things turned ugly. Her trusty mallet, which did not need anger any longer to be summoned was still worth a surprise or two. Who knew, a chance shot could work wonders, and that she'd managed to replace the anger needed to summon it with a fierce determination to protect others made her proud.
The youngest Tendo sister pushed some loose strands of her dark blue hair behind her ears, happy that it had finally grown out again to some degree, and watched how Happosai taunted Ranma about being as weak as a newborn. Akane knew Ranma well enough by now, and she sensed that the pigtailed young man was not as helpless as the Grandmaster thought him to be; Happosai had no way of knowing, the hints were too subtle. A barely noticeable hint was Ranma's stance, and while it was relaxed it conveyed that he was ready to spring into action. Had he been helpless he'd have acted differently; he'd probably have ordered them to retreat so that he could use his most powerful ki-attacks instead of physical force to deal with Happosai, but he had not done so.
Akane was certain that she had heard of the Ultimate weakness Moxibustion before. She didn't know if it had been Dr. Tofu who had mentioned it or her father, but the Moxibustion sealed the physical strength away to her knowledge, which was compliant with Happosai's taunts, but was the same true for Ranma's ki? Most probably not. She remembered that Doctor Tofu had told her once that sealing away a human's ki almost completely was possible, and one had to address many a pressure point to do so. Happosai had merely burned the Moxibustion mark into Ranma's shoulder, as far as she could tell. No, Ranma was not helpless, at least not as much as he probably planned Happosai to believe. Ranma was quite devious, for a boy.
-.-
Nabiki kept her eyes trained on the going ons like a hawk, and her impassive face revealed nothing; her calm demeanour, forged from countless years of her existence as the Ice queen hid her worries perfectly. To the outside world she appeared as calm as ever, but her inside was a completely different matter.
She had always been a fiercely independent young woman and would a few weeks ago have bankrupted anyone that dared to claim she needed saving, but after Happosai's appearance she had been glad that Ranma had been there to defend her honour.
Now it seemed as if he was about to pay for it, but on closer inspection Nabiki noticed that reality seemed to have more layers to it than previously thought; always look underneath the underneath, that had been a wisdom Ranma had taught them. It was only logical and par for the course for Ranma Saotome that there was much hidden underneath the underneath where he was concerned, and the middle sister was tempted to chuckle.
All of his boasts would not help Happosai in a few, and she barely suppressed the glint that threatened to appear in her brown eyes. Her stallion was about to continue kicking the old pervert's ass, which was something that her father's master richly deserved. Nabiki congratulated herself once again to moving in on Ranma, for this confrontation proved best that her Ranma was not only strong in body, but also in mind and soul. He was indeed worthy of becoming her future husband, if, yes if he deemed her worthy of becoming his future wife.
-.-
The oldest Tendo sister whereas made no move to hide her worry, and it was plain visible in her brown eyes to everyone who looked. Kasumi's whole posture was tense and spoke of the stress she was under, her face scrunched up in a pained expression every time Ranma took a hit. She could hardly bare it that Ranma had to suffer for them as he defended their honour, but her training in the Art had made her knowledgeable enough to know that the Master of her father was lightyears ahead of any of them in skill and raw power bar Ranma.
And the young man she considered her boyfriend and (hopefully soon) more—her mouth formed an unconscious smile as this particular thought crossed her mind, erasing the worry lines for a brief moment—did very well; not only could he hold his own, no, he was matching Happosai tit for tat, occasionally even outclassing him. Kasumi watched apprehensively how the perverted old Grandmaster grew visibly and progressively more enraged; a particularly embarrassing punch that resulted in a Happosai-shaped hole in the perimeter wall proved to be the last straw, and she watched in growing dread how her father's master managed to land a seemingly decisive blow on Ranma.
Or was it? Kasumi took a closer look and surveyed her intended intently and came to a relieving conclusion that he was not as out of the fight as Happosai obviously liked to believe. She'd learned a lot about pressure points from the books she'd borrowed from Doctor Tofu over the years, and if what she believed was right Ranma's non-human physiology might be what had saved him from the effects her father's master was at present gloating about. A gradually growing smile spread on her face as her confidence in Ranma grew, a confidence that was based therein that his iron will and craftiness would be suffice to spring the trap on the old pervert. While she was still not a very confrontational person she was of the firm opinion that Happosai did deserve what was coming for him.
-.-
And it came. Ranma's fist met the point of the chin of the perverted old Grandmaster with a resounding smack, the force behind the blow sending the old man through the wall yet another time. Kasumi, Nabiki and Akane spontaneously expressed their elation and relief in a three-way-hug, and their relaxed postures conveyed that heavy burdens had been lifted from their shoulders.
While the watchers knew that the fight was far from over it did nonetheless look promising; the ultimate Moxibustion Happosai had used on Ranma did apparently not work the way the old Grandmaster had expected, so there was still good reason to be optimistic regarding the outcome of the fight. An outcome, that hopefully consisted of a bloodied and broken Happosai.
Every sister wanted to see punishment being dealt more, well more so than already, for there were very few things that were more violating than having your underwear being stolen from you while you still wore them! Their righteous fury was satisfied to some degree as soon as Ranma's fist met Happosai's face yet again, this time in a vicious uppercut that sent the old man flying high into the sky.
"Go get him, stud!" Nabiki exclaimed, and her sisters asked themselves how she managed to utter this in such a sensual voice without blushing.
Kasumi, who was now much more prone to express herself didn't want to be outdone; this was her stud just as much. "Beat him for me, Ranma-kun." she said in a voice just as sensual as Nabiki's.
Ranma turned his head towards the watchers in general and his mates in particular; his face sported a confident smirk. "I will beat him for the two of you." he promised with the hint of an affectionate smile, but his face turned serious moments later. "But all of you will stay here. I'm gonna go all out on that old geezer, and I don't wanna see you gettin' hurt in the crossfire. If ya wanna know what kinda crossfire," he added, looking at Soun and his father with a stern expression, "ask Kasumi and Nabiki, they know what I did during my fight with Gohan."
That said the Saotome youth took to the air, feat that left Soun, Genma and Akane slack-jawed. "He… He can fly?" Soun stuttered.
"Yes, daddy. That is something he came up with during his fight with Vegeta. He's so cool, isn't he?" Nabiki asked with a dreamy look on her face.
"On the contrary, little sis, Ranma-kun is hot." Kasumi whispered with a look every bit as dreamy as her sister.
Akane snorted behind her hand but let the comments slide; Soun could only nod dumbly, and one look at his long-time friend told him that Genma was not much better off. His jaw still hung open, displaying rows of sharp, pointy teeth. "Genma," Soun said, startling his friend out of his stupor, "change back, and then we head over to the school. This is a fight I wouldn't want to miss for anything in the world."
"But Ranma said that we should stay here!" Akane exclaimed, which drew surprised looks on her. "Hey," she said, holding her hands up, "he may be a boy, but he knows what he's doing and I trust him as my sensei."
"I would normally agree with Akane," Kasumi said with a thoughtful expression, "and I do agree with everything she said except the staying here part. Look, Akane, this is going to be a tough fight, and in case Ranma gets hurt I want to be on site to take care of any injuries he might sustain."
Akane looked at her older sister with a contemplative expression. "You really care for him, don't you?"
"Oh yes." was Kasumi's simple reply, but the feelings that were visible in her brown eyes told so much more. "I will now go into the kitchen to fetch the first-aid-kit, and when I come back I want everyone ready for leave-taking."
Two young women and two older men nodded their heads in consent, and Genma accompanied Kasumi into the house to change back, a grin gracing his panda-face. Oh yes, his boy was making good progress with the ladies. Like father, like son, thought the pandafied Genma.
-.-
Ranma, who would have beaten his father senseless had he known his Elders thoughts, was currently in full flight above the Nerima ward; he ignored the repeated surprised shouts of passers-by down below, and the many streets and alleys he passed were a mere blur to him. This was a battle, and even though the battlefield had shifted that did not mean that he could allow himself any distractions. Homing in on the ki of the perverted master of his father Ranma upped his speed.
It took him under a minute to reach his destination, which ironically turned out to be the vicinity around Furinkan High, and as he had estimated, the old pervert had landed in the empty lot behind the school-building. It also became apparent from the female shrieks that permeated the warm afternoon air that he'd made good use of the time.
The Saotome youth changed course with a growl, angered beyond reason at the fact that a practitioner of the Anything Goes—and its grandmaster to boot!—committed such heinous acts. He shook his head with a growl. Were it not for the fact that the contract promised a joining of the two Anything Goes schools through marriage he'd gladly have abandoned the Anything Goes style. Completely. What he'd said to the 'master' was true, hehad developed his own style, and it would be easy to be recognised as a master of his style considering his abilities.
Ranma descended downwards and landed right behind Happosai, who had glued himself to the bosom of a very attractive brunette; due to the warm summer day she was just clothed in a pink tank top and white mini-skirt, which made her an all too easy victim for the perverted master's groping hands. The pigtailed Saiyan snatched Happosai from the young woman's bosom and threw the old man into the direction of a wall about ten metres to their immediate left in one fluid move.
"Better get to safety, Miss, this could get ugly." Ranma said to the young woman, a determined look in his blue eyes.
"T-Thanks." she replied with a coevally thankful and scared expression, and hurried to get away.
The young Saiyan focussed his concentration back on Happosai who had indeed hit the housewall Ranma had aimed for, but the old man wasn't as surprised as Ranma would've liked and bounced off of the wall with ease.
His dark eyes met those of Ranma as he landed no five metres away. "You don't begrudge and old man his few joys, do you?" he asked innocently, only to narrow his eyes seconds later when he saw Ranma's reaction, which consisted of 'the finger'. "I see you do. Well, seems that you haven't learned your lesson yet, boy."
"Which lesson? That one shouldn't become a student of the Anything Goes 'cause its founder wrecks its reputation beyond belief?" Ranma exclaimed with a revolted expression, crossing his arms across his chest in an arrogant seeming posture.
Happosai snorted and crossed his arms over his chest as well. "Feh. It's my style, and I can do whatever I want. Now I'll have to teach you discipline for ruining an old man's fun, boy."
That said Happosai leapt forward, and brought out his pipe in the last possible second. Ranma blocked the blow with ease, and countered with a punch to the perverts' mid-section, which Happosai blocked in turn. The Saotome youth then went for a leg-sweep followed by a punch-kick-punch-combo, but the old man blocked everything with ease. "Not bad, old-timer. Seems like yer vitamins are good for you." Ranma said with a smirk.
Happosai shook his head. "You shouldn't talk so much during a fight, boy. The tactic of riling up an opponent only works on opponents that are easily angered."
Springing into action the old man shot forward, bringing his fists in in a frontal assault. This attack was much faster than all others before, but Ranma had no trouble in blocking it due to the fact that his speed hadn't suffered in the slightest. The pigtailed Saiyan casually dodged and weaved around blows, which irritated Happosai as much as it pleased him. "You have potential, boy." he grudgingly admitted.
"Thanks, old perv. But flattery will get ya nowhere; I have to repay you for diminishing my strength, and for endangering my girls. Prepare yourself for a world of pain, oldtimer."
Ranma sent a flying kick to Happosai's face which the old man blocked and countered with one hand. The pigtailed Saiyan batted the retaliation, a very fast punch, easily away and blocked the follow-up, a knee to the groin with the same ease. Happosai then tried to hit Ranma with a lightning fast roundhouse kick, but the Saotome youth simply grabbed the leg that the old master had used and utilised his momentum to throw him into a housewall five metres to their immediate left.
Happosai was momentarily stunned which allowed Ranma to fall on him in a flurry of kicks and punches. Many of those blows landed, but Happosai recovered fast and blocked a vicious jab to the solar plexus and used his great speed to gain some distance; the old man redirected even more of his ki to his speed and rushed forward like a miniature cannon-ball, headbutting Ranma in the face.
Now it was Happosai who used his opponent's momentary distraction, and he soundlessly fired a huge ki-blast at the surprised Ranma who was hit dead-on and catapulted straight through a wall. Ranma shot to his feet with a snarl, and he barely kept himself from going SSJ. That was something of a last resort, his trump-card; this perverted old master was 'just' a human, even if a particular annoying and cunning example, and he should be able to deal with him despite the fact that his physical strength had been reduced to what it had been before his fall into the spring. However, that only pertained his physical strength, his ki was solely unaffected.
Ranma took several calming breaths and dusted himself off; while doing so he fuelled all of his ki into his speed, and milliseconds after the last dust particle had fallen to the ground he shot at Happosai like a laser beam. The old pervert, who had not expected Ranma to be this fast had no chance to escape the vicious uppercut that sent him into LEO.
'Hah! That showed the perv. If I calculated his trajectory right he should land somewhere near the empty lot behind school. The perfect place to get serious.' he thought with a smirk as he headed for his highschool, picking up speed.
-.-
This time around Ranma was just in time to prevent Happosai from going on another groping spree, and the old master ran head-long into him as he seemed to materialise right in front of a cute blonde that had sunbathed in the area and had been about to be 'fondled' by the old pervert.
Ranma was unsurprisingly fixed with a venomous glare as soon as Happosai picked himself up from the ground. "Enough is enough, boy. This was the last time you prevented your master from having his due fun." he promised darkly.
"That… That thing is your master?" the cute blonde asked, revolted.
"T-Thing?" Happosai stuttered, his aura sputtering out. "You wound an old man, pretty lady!" he pouted.
Ranma ignored the pouting perverted master entirely and smiled disarmingly at the blonde. "No way is that freak my master. That's just an old fossil with delusions, and I'm making sure he gets his medicine."
"Oh, okay. By the way, I'm Naru. Are you seeing anyone, …?" the young woman in a very revealing creamy white summer dress asked.
"The name's Ranma, and as a matter of fact…"
"Enough of the chit chat, boy. HAPPOYARIIKA ATTACK!" he exclaimed, and his arms suddenly moved so fast that they looked like the multiple arms of an attacking squid.
The girl jumped out of the way with a look of fright on her face and a shriek, and Happosai yelled "Sorry you have to see this, pretty lady!" while he pressed his attack; the pretty lady in question didn't care for his apology in the slightest and dashed away from the fighting duo with a look of intense fright.
-.-
"And another pretty gal ya managed to scare away." Ranma taunted the old man as he dodged and blocked Happosai's attacks.
He was admittedly hard pressed to dodge and block all those fast and powerful blows, and it really seemed as if he was fighting an eight-armed Happosai; but his defences held, and the master quickly grew discontent with his lack of success and switched tactics. "HAPPO GONJATSU!" the old man exclaimed, and an extremely powerful dark-red ki-blast leapt from the palm of his right hand, rushing at Ranma with unimaginable speed.
This time Ranma had no choice but to step it up a few notches; it would reveal at least some of the extent of his powers, but he could not help it. "WILDFIRE BEAM FIRE!" he exclaimed, and a six inch wide continuous beam leapt from his hands, redirecting the ki-blast into a wall which reduced said wall to rubble.
"Not bad, boy. I didn't expect you to be able to use your ki on such a high level. Well, that certainly makes it more interesting." Happosai commented.
Happosai used a leg-sweep in a blurring motion that Ranma barely avoided, followed by a low combo that Ranma blocked and countered. He aimed a high kick for Happosai's head, followed by two quick punches, one to each side of the body, but Happosai blocked those in turn as well. His retaliation consisted of a barrage of ki-blasts which Ranma countered with blasts of his own.
Finally fed up the Saotome youth decided to really go all out as he had promised to his two mates, and he decided to start big. "ONYX WAVE!" reverberated his bark through the empty compound, and moments later a yellow-green wave of ki rocketed towards a shocked Happosai.
Ranma had gauged the energy carefully so as not to kill the old perverted man, but he needn't have had such worries; for he had forgotten one thing: Happosai possessed nearly as much ki as he did in his normal form, and limiting the strength of the Onyx Wave would turn out to be a mistake. The Saotome youth didn't miss the determined glint that appeared in the eyes of his opponent, but before he could react and add more strength to his attack Happosai had already countered. "HAPPO RENZUKU DAI!" he yelled, and dark-red energy coalesced into a wave left his palms.
The pigtailed Saiyan only had the time to utter "Oh shit!" before Happosai's attack overcame his weaker one, blasting him through several walls of the school building. He sat up amongst the rubble he'd created, and his anger rose as he jumped to his feet.
He was just about to give in to his fury and turn SSJ when his pride kicked in. "No, that old perv ain't worth it. I don't need a fuckin' power up to beat the likes of him, I'm strong enough even with that bloody moxa on my back." Ranma grumbled and cracked his joints. "This time for real. No more nice Ranma." he growled.
Floating into the air he took the time to dust his standard red Chinese silk shirt off, and a determined expression appeared on his face; it'd only been his ki that had kept his precious clothes from becoming shreds due to that energy attack, and seeing that it was his last set he didn't take attacks to them well. He didn't take attacks to his person well either, but that was beside the point. Nobody endangered his precious clothes without paying the price.
His reservations about going all out on a human had vanished like ice-cream into the mouth of a five year old, and Ranma cracked his knuckles. A few moments later he moved, and Ranma left the building at near super sonic speeds, rushing forward to meet an awaiting Happosai whose grin quickly left his face at seeing the black and red bullet flying at him. Ranma instantly executed a vicious combo consisting of insanely fast punches and kicks, and when two jabs to each kidney made contact when he managed to get into the old man's back he pressed his advantage mercilessly.
Happosai spun around to face him, but not as fast as before seeing that he'd been occupied with pressing pressure points to counter the effects Ranma's blows had had, and Ranma blocked the slow retaliation with a high right arm block and the follow up with his lower left leg. His right foot lashed out and caught Happosai in the right side, and he followed this up by rushing forward, catching a recovering perverted grandmaster with an uppercut followed by a hard elbow blow to the chest. The old man went down hard, but just as Ranma was about to press his attack Happosai seemed to touch something in his gi and instantly shot to his feet.
Ranma growled. "I gotta admit, ya can take a lot of punishment; which is good, 'cause there's much more where this came from."
Before Happosai could even begin to form an answer Ranma was already at it again. Seeing no other way Happosai released a flurry of vacuum blades, and those were not the weaker ones Genma had often used in the past. The Saotome youth raised an eyebrow as he dodged and weaved around them, not letting up on his goal to reach the old pervert in order to deliver him into a world of hurt.
One blade nicked him in the left shoulder, but Ranma was so used to pain that he suppressed any reaction and continued onwards like a Juggernaut. A millisecond later he was within Happosai's defences, and the hardest uppercut he had landed yet catapulted the old master straight into the air. Ranma disappeared from the ground with a growl and reappeared in the flightpath of Happosai seconds later, his ability of unassisted flight coming in very handy now. Raising both arms over his head he brought them down on Happosai with nearly all of his might, and the hard blow sent the old man straight towards the awaiting ground like a missile.
Happosai on his part had seldom felt that much pain before, and his face showed this clearly. In fact, the last he'd experienced pain like that was when his first wife had caught him with several other women in a... err... compromising situation. It had not been pretty. Banning these troubling thoughts from the past Happosai focussed his formidable if perverted mind on the present, and he just barely managed to erect a ki-shield around his body that would hopefully protect him at least somewhat, but his primary problem remained. It seemed that he had chewed off more than he could swallow for a change, but who could have guessed that the son of Genma would be this strong?
The impact proved that the shield had dampened the fall and its consequences at least somewhat, but his body felt like a gigantic bruise nonetheless. Ranma sure packed a punch, no doubt about that; fact, that left him in a quandary. Using the moxa again was out seeing that it had shown such little success, and he knew from experience that using more than one weakness moxibustion didn't lead to a greater weakening of the body. Touching a panty he had 'liberated' energised him once again, but the way things were going he would run out of energy rather sooner than later. He'd already used up two of his silky darlings, and sadly Ranma had interrupted him from obtaining more. The boy was surprisingly powerful, and there had to be a reason why.
'What is his secret?' Happosai asked himself as he sat up in the crater he had created. 'Can't be milk and cereals, I'd have heard of a brand with such effects.' he mused wryly.
A sudden motion caught his attention. Ranma. The boy had just landed and was fixing him with a glare. But what was that at his behind? Strange, he hadn't noticed that before. Hmm, that called for closer inspection, Happosai decided. Switching into his version of the Umi-sen-ken the old master disappeared from view and fuelled his ki into his speed to get into Ranma's backside. What he saw there was a darn surprise. 'A tail?' he thought incredulously, rubbing his invisible eyes.
The way Ranma moved his head told him that he was searching for him, unsurprisingly, and taking into account how talented the boy was it was not improbable that he'd find him soon. Deciding to take a chance with his educated guess Happosai dropped his invisibility, praying that his assumption was correct. "HAPPO CUTTER!" he exclaimed, making up the attack on the spot by forming his ki into a scalpel of dark-red light.
Making a quick slashing motion Happosai cut off Ranma's tail at the base, eliciting an inhuman yell from Ranma as the severed appendage fell to the ground. Ranma spun around to face Happosai, boundless fury edged in his face. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" he yelled, suddenly forming a writhing ball of green-yellow energy in his right hand, pressing it against his backside, which effectively cauterised the wound.
Red flames began dancing over his body as his anger took control, fuelling his ki. Ranma was too angry to think clearly and wasted no time with a transformation. Yellow-green lightning danced across his body, and would one have looked at Ranma's right shoulder one would've seen that the moxibustion mark had disappeared; it had simply been burned away. Ranma's powerlevel had shot through the roof, and he was radiating killer intent like never before.
-.-
"Oh, Goddess!" Cologne exclaimed at the newly constructed Cat Cafe and nearly fell off her staff.
-.-
Ranma attacked immediately, and animalistic fury shone in his eyes; eyes, that were solely fixated on his prey. A gulping Happosai asked himself if he'd not just made a grave mistake, only to have his question verified seconds later when he found a large fist buried in his gut, followed by a fist to the chin that sent him crashing through an array of trees.
He had barely recovered and deduced that the tail had not been the power source when his world exploded in pain yet again. Happosai more felt than saw how Ranma kicked him in the ribcage, and only a hastily erected ki-shield prevented several broken ribs. Nevertheless, it hurt like hell, and skidding over the ground was anything but pleasurable. Once the skidding had come to an end Happosai jumped to his feet and quickly switched into the Umi-sen-ken to get something of a breather, but he found to his alarm that Ranma's furious eyes were staring right at him. 'Impossible! There's no way that the boy can see me! No way!' he thought.
A barrage of immensely powerful ki-blasts quickly taught him better, and he had to drop the Umi as he frantically dodged and weaved around the blasts in order to have enough energy. A brief touching of yet another silky darling helped out immensely, but it didn't give him enough energy to dodge the furious Ranma who came in hot like a cruise missile, only more destructive. The blow to the head Happosai barely managed to block, and it grew progressively more difficult to keep Ranma's blows from inflicting damage, but the old master fought with the fierceness of the desperate. It began to slowly dawn on him that he had unleashed a force upon himself that could give even him a run for his money, and he realised that he'd made the rookie's mistake of underestimating his opponent.
Deciding that a tactical retreat was in order in case things got even more out of hand Happosai fired several ki-blasts to distract Ranma from his real attack, but the son of Genma was just too fast and too furious to fall for the ploy. Having blocked the attempt to use pressure points on him Ranma quickly went for a chop to the throat which was blocked by Happosai as expected, but Ranma reversed his movement and used his other hand to throw Happosai to the ground.
He quickly followed this up with a sweep seeing as he had expected Happosai to recover fast, and the old man jumped over the sweep as further expected. Snarling Ranma shot forward and scored a painful blow to the master's abdomen, which he followed up by a hard elbow blow to the neck. The blow forced Happosai to his knees, and just as he was about to end his existence Ranma heard a voice. "Don't kill him, Ranma!"
'Kasumi!' Ranma thought, her call bringing him out of his frenzy. 'What isshe doing here?' he asked himself, as he stared down at Happosai, who was slowly regaining his wits. 'And Nabiki too!'
The old perverted grandmaster tentatively looked up, and released his breath. "Phew, I thought it was over for sure. Have to thank my lucky star later." he muttered as he got to his feet.
"Quiet, you." Ranma snarled as he caught the perverted old grandmaster with a vicious kick that sent him into LEO. "And stay away if you know what's good for you!"
Reigning his emotions in Ranma watched as the tiny speck he knew to be Happosai disappeared over the horizon, and he sighed as he began to walk over to where Kasumi and the others were standing. Why did someone always stop him when he was about to dispose of an annoying pest? The Saotome youth sighed, and only the thought that his mates were here brought him some comfort, even if one of them was responsible for his current frustrated state of mind.
-.-
A solemn Ranma reached the group of four Tendos and one Saotome few moments later. His first glance was reserved for Kasumi, and his face was neutral. "I'm sorry that you had to see this, all of you. But putting that freak down would have been needful." he said, a grumble audible in his tone.
Soun and Genma were about to speak up, their intent of praising Ranma for beating their master like that clear, but glances from Akane and Nabiki stopped them dead in their tracks. The fathers wisely decided to leave the talking to the girls after that, and limited themselves to watching; Kasumi looked at Ranma, and her smile made him already feel better. "I understand that, Ranma, but I am not completely convinced that killing him would have been right."
"How do you figure that, sis?" asked a surprised Akane. "I thought you wanted him bloodied, bruised, broken and carted off into the Afterlife!"
"Originally, yes. But I used what Ranma had taught us, and observed. He was too preoccupied with being angry" she sent him an apologetic and coevally loving look, "and defending our honour to notice, but I think Happosai's"
"Don't say the name!" both Soun and Genma exclaimed in unison with looks of fright on their faces.
"Nonsense!" Akane uttered. "How can an adult believe in such nonsense? Honestly, daddy, I'm very disappointed in you."
"Yup, the 'demon' has been banned for now." Ranma said confidently.
"As I said, while my Ranma-kun was busy defending our honour and going medieval on the master," she looked at the fathers, "there, better now?" and looked back at her sisters and Ranma, "he did not notice that the whole fight seemed to be some kind of test."
"A test?" both Akane and Ranma exclaimed at the same time.
Nabiki and the fathers whereas nodded. "It would make sense." the middle Tendo daughter mused thoughtfully. "And it fits the relevant facts. He escaped from some godforsaken cave, decided to have some fun and got stopped by a fighter of considerable power who turned out to be the son of one of the men he trained. It would make sense that he wanted to test you, stud." she finished, looking Ranma directly in the eyes with her gleaming brown orbs.
"Hmm, it would make sense." Ranma allowed, scratching his chin thoughtfully with his left hand; a few seconds later the Saotome youth nodded and looked straight at Kasumi, a smile slowly spreading on his face. "So the old freak wanted to test me, huh? Guess I aced that test." he chuckled. "Good thinking, Kasumi."
"Thank you, Ranma-kun." Kasumi replied, her smile growing bigger. "And now let me thank you properly for defending our honour." she said, and breached the short distance between them with a noticeable sway of her hips. "Thank you, Ranma." she breathed as soon as she was in kissing-range, and dropped the mother of all kisses on his lips.
Ranma's brain short-circuited on the spot, which left his sub-consciousness in control. The others watched how one of his hands snaked down Kasumi's backside, finally ending up around her waist as he began kissing her back fiercely; the reactions to this unexpected display varied, unsurprisingly. Genma and Soun were a hairsbreadth away from a stroke due to sheer happiness, both seeing their chances of a joining of the schools skyrocketing.
Akane on her part was unsure of how to react, seeing as it had been her oldest sister who had initiated the kiss, and a kiss on the lips to boot! Also, she had found out in the last weeks that Ranma was no pervert, and thus she decided to do nothing but watch. Her sister was old enough to look after herself, and if she wanted to get involved with a boy, well, so be it.
Nabiki was unsurprisingly hit the hardest out of the group, as she saw her chances of successfully snatching Ranma for herself rapidly dwindling. She had to act, and she had to act soon, especially considering that… 'Damn!' Nabiki remembered. 'She's going to ask him now, it's the perfect moment!'
The middle Tendo daughter was about to say something, anything, but her sister pulling back from Ranma prevented her from doing anything. She could see in Ranma's eyes that Kasumi had captured him completely, and when Kasumi began to speak she knew it was too late.
"Ranma," the oldest Tendo girl began, her voice thick with emotions, "I can't thank you enough for defending our honour, including my own. You stood up to someone my own father is obviously terrified of," she ignored the blustering of her father, "and ever since you've entered my life you've constantly proven how honourable, honest and mature you are. It is due to you that I have found the courage to live again, and I'd like to share my life with you. What I want to say, Ranma, I would like to take up the engagement. I love you."
There, she had said it. Formulating this simple seeming sentence had cost her more courage than she'd ever have expected, and Kasumi waited for Ranmas' reaction with bated breath. She ignored everyone except Ranma, whose expression of utter astonishment slowly changed to a pleased smile. "Before I give you my answer, Kasumi, let me say a few words. First of, I l-love you too, and I'm glad that you fought your way out of the shell you had been enclosed into; but believe me, it was you who managed that, my contribution was only minimal."
"Thank you, Ranma." Kasumi replied modestly, blushing. "But your 'contribution' was far more than that, and I'll thank my lucky star for ever and always that it sent you into my life."
The answering grin from Ranma did everything to raise the hopes of two fathers, and nothing to reassure Nabiki that he'd decline Kasumi's offer. Her heart ached when Ranma continued. "I had noticed the changes in you during training, Kasumi; while you retained your convictions to never deliver the first attack you became willing to end the fight. I admit that all of your sisters surprised and impressed me, but the change in you was the most fundamental. I would like to take the engagement to you, Kasumi. Very much in fact."
"Oh thank you, Ranma!" Kasumi exclaimed, flinging herself around Ranma's neck due to pure joy. Her brazenness made her blush for a second, until she reminded herself that everyone around her expressed him- or herself however they wanted. "I'm so happy, Ranma-kun." she whispered, enjoying the gentle but strong embrace of her new fiancé as she pressed her body against his; and boy did that physical contact feel good.
Ranma held her close and smiled despite the difficulties he had with controlling the responses his body had to Kasumi's very womanly body, but he managed to refrain from dragging Kasumi off into the next best bedroom to have his wicked way with her. Barely.
The pigtailed Saiyan gently stroked Kasumi's soft hair, hair that had an appealing smell of peaches as he noticed, and watched the others for reactions. The fathers were whooping with joy; no surprise there. Akane tried hard to look neutral, but the up turned corners of her mouth conveyed that she seemed to be happy for her sister; and Akanewas glad for her sister, but one Tendo sister was ready to crawl under a rock and die.
The Saotome youth noticed this right away, but he had a surprise for one Nabiki Tendo; and he was quite certain that said surprise would be much to her liking.
-.-
Nabiki Tendo was mentally berating herself. How could she have been so foolish to think that she could win against her older sister? She had seen the warning signs during training, but had written them off due to the fact that she'd been so convinced that she'd already won Ranma's heart. She had made the beginner's mistake to sell the fur of the bear before she'd killed him, and that mistake had now come back to bite her in the ass but good.
She could barely prevent the tears from escaping, and she couldn't really muster the emotional strength to be glad for her sister. She had lost, and she hated nothing more than losing. Falling back on the only response she knew when dealing with conflicting emotions she forcefully clamped down on them and buried them under a glacier of ice, bringing out her ice-queen mask.
She watched with cool detachment how Ranma held her older sister, and ignored his glance at her completely. 'Love is for the foolish, and I can't believe that I was fool enough to believe in that fairy tale.' she thought. 'Well, girly, don't love and you won't be hurt. It's back to the roots for us, Nabs.' she concluded, adding layer upon layer of ice to the emotional dampening field she was reerecting. Nabiki let her cool gaze sweep over the lot. The fathers were nearly delirious with happiness, which was rather unsurprising, and both were dancing a happy and downright ridiculous looking jig.
The fathers on their parts didn't care that their antics looked like an African fertility dance. This day had been the best in over ten years! Not only had the master been defeated by Ranma, no, he had also accepted the engagement to Kasumi! The future of the schools was ensured, now the only thing missing was a priest, wedding vows and an heir! But they would ensure the two love birds a perfect honeymoon, and nature would run its course. Oh, life was good!
Ranma could only shake his head at the antics of the fathers, and part of him felt larcenous delight that his next words would bring their celebrations to a full stop. He slowly brought the happy Kasumi at arms length, and looked her in the eyes. "However," he began, and this single word drew the attention of everyone present, stopping them dead in their tracks at whatever they were doing or thinking, "there's something I would like to announce."
"G… Go ahead, son." Soun said, uncertainty and worry obvious in his voice.
The pigtailed Saiyan smiled. "Thanks, Mr. Tendo. Well, you all know about the contract. We can now say for sure that I have feelings for Kasumi, but I have also feelings for another one of your daughters. I like Kasumi, I really like her and think that I could more than possibly love her, but I like Nabiki just as much. That is why I would like to be engaged to her too. I want to find out with which of your daughters I want to spend the rest of my life, Mr. Tendo; and that's why I invoke the clause that grants me one year to do so."
Nabiki reeled back at his words as if a sledgehammer had hit her, or more specifically the glacier she had erected around her feelings. She swore she could feel the ice crumbling around her, and an irrational happiness spread out in her. She still had a chance! "I'll take up the engagement as well!" she said in a barely controlled but dignified voice, a voice that only wavered slightly due to her worry that she'd wake up from this dream if she hesitated just one second.
"B-But…" Soun sputtered, only to be grabbed by Genma.
"Good." Ranma said, only barely raising a brow at the antics of the fathers. "Kasumi, it's not that I don't like you, rather the contrary. It's just that I like Nabiki just as much, and I really have no idea whom of you I want to marry. It would be unfair of me to take up the engagement to just one of you, 'cause I'd never know if I didn't love the other. Don't get me wrong, I'm not some macho who wants two girls, I just want to find the one for me."
Kasumi sighed in acceptance. "I understand, Ranma-kun."
Akane shook her head. "I really thought you were a pervert for a moment, Ranma. Glad you proved me wrong."
Ranma laughed and scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "No harm done, Akane." he said. 'To be honest, I'm not so sure if I ain't a pervert, but I ain't stupid enough to tell ya that I really want them both. That stunt bought me some time, but I gotta figure out a way ta marry 'em both. Heh, the next few months are gonna be very interesting… ' he thought.
"I may have lost a tail," Ranma began, only to be interrupted by both Kasumi and Nabiki.
"Does it still hurt, Ranma?" both young women asked at the same moment and made moves to inspect his singed bottom, and the young man smiled due to the genuine worry he'd heard in both voices.
"Not much. Don't matter anyway anymore, what's done is done. I may have lost that tail, but I gained so much more with you two, and that's all that matters." the pigtailed Saiyan said as he looked from his one gorgeous mate to the other; he pulled both Kasumi and Nabiki to him in encircling their waists, and began to drop kisses on both women's necks.
Akane made a revolted noise. "Blech, it's getting too fluffy here. See you all at the Dojo." she commented and walked away at a fast clip, muttering something about wanting to avoid diabetic shock and rotten teeth.
Ranma nodded in her direction as he continued his ministrations, and Kasumi moaned in enjoyment and leant even more into her fiancé. "I… say… we… share… him… sis." she managed to utter between moans.
Nabiki, who was enjoying the same treatment immensely managed a weak nod. "Agreed… ahh… a bit… lower… stud… yeah… there…" she exclaimed, as she craned her neck to give Ranma better access.
"I'm… glad." Kasumi replied. "But… I… call first… dibs… for everything… that goes further… than this."
The middle Tendo sister made a protesting sound. "No… fair!"
"Right… of the… firstborn." Kasumi smugly replied between new sets of moans.
-.-
Genma and Soun stood a good twenty metres away and watched the going ons. The Tendo patriarch was elated and anxious to equal parts; the elation was easily explained and stemmed from the fact that the joining of the schools was finally attainable, but the anxiety stemmed from Soun's subconscious knowledge that he'd have to let go off his daughters. Well, at least one of them. They were becoming adults, and he'd missed out on that.
The Saotome patriarch whereas was just plain elated. "Don't they make a wonderful picture, Tendo? My son and your two daughters, the joining of our two schools that we have always envisioned…"
"B-But… Kasumi… Nabiki… both engaged…" Soun stuttered.
"Soun," Ranma's father said urgently, "don't you get it? We'll win all the same. The boy has practically said that he'll marry one of your girls in any case, and I know him. He will keep his word. What is one year if we'll get what we want? Soun, the schools will be joined for sure!"
The Tendo patriarch nodded slowly in understanding. "You're right, Genma. It's just… I would have liked to see one of my girls happy early rather than later. They have endured many a hardship ever since their mother died, and you know, I was not always there for them. Your son has managed to bring them happiness, and I figured…"
"I understand, Soun. I know, waiting is hard, but I just know that Ranma won't take well to us pressuring him. He has to find out if he can love either Nabiki or Kasumi. Think, Soun, he might even find out that he loves them both!" Genma exclaimed with gleaming eyes.
"Saotome!" Soun exclaimed, scandalised. "Really!"
"Soun, ever since when did you become so narrow minded? It's custom that a man can choose a wife and a mistress. Just imagine the heirs our schools would get…" Genma mused.
"It's a very old custom, Saotome, but you're right, it's a valid custom nonetheless. Maybe you're right…" Soun mused, stroking his beard with the thumb and index finger of his right hand.
"Of course I am! Thinking about it, maybe we should just lean back, teach students and watch how things develop. Pressuring them and especially Ranma leads to disaster, I learned that the hard way. Granted, we could give the boy some pointers how to win a girl over…" Genma mused slyly.
"Saotome, these are my daughters you're talking about. I hardly think it's appropriate for me to give your son pointers how to seduce my little girls." Soun said pointedly.
"Soun, Soun, Soun, its all for the greater good of the schools! Do you want them joined or not? We just agreed that we want heirs for the schools, and that isn't possible without sacrifices. Besides, you've surely gotten much too rusty to be of help anyway."
"Is that a challenge, Saotome?"
"Why yes, Tendo."
"Good, you're on. One case of sake that I still got it."
"You're on, Tendo."
"Hand on that, Saotome. I know you."
Genma held his hand out while hiding his grin. Soun had always been too easy to manipulate, and one case of sake was a small price if that ensured the joining of the schools. "I accept the bet." he said as he shook Souns' hand.
"Me too. And I will win, Saotome, mark my words!"
"We shall see, Tendo, we shall see…" Genma said with a sly grin.'This is a bet I wouldn't mind to lose in the slightest.'
-.-
A very disgruntled and most of all wet old man walked aimlessly through Nerima, his thoughts circling around the fight. A fight he had lost. "The boy is good, I have to give him that. But I have to find out if he is the one to be my heir. He has stood up to me, which is more than the weaklings Soun and Genma ever managed, but is he the one to lead the Anything Goes into the next century?" he muttered to himself.
"The boy is strong, even more powerful than I am. I have to find a way to face him as his equal so that I can see how good and resourceful he really is. I need to take away his advantages, need to find out if he is worthy of my training. But how? If only I could absorb his ki…
"That's it!" he exclaimed suddenly, startling several passers-by. "Sorry." he muttered, walking into a dark alley-way. Grinning Happosai sat down on the pavement and began extracting his belongings from… somewhere. "Gotta have it here somewhere… Nanban mirror… Useless… Amulet of Zork… Rubbish… Summoning scrolls… bah! Stupid demons never do what one orders them to anyway… ah! Here it is! Instant spring of drowned girl. Always keep some around in case you are in an area without females to fondle. Hmm, too bad that it only lasts for twenty-four hours or the next hot bath. Have to find a way to prolong its effects. Just think about all the things I could do with the energy of a female Ranma! But I'm getting side-tracked here…
"I want to find out if he is worthy of becoming my heir. Now to the details. Which ways are there to prolong the effects of Instant powder? Damn, I don't want to have to travel to that darn Joketsuzoku village. Wait, where did this freak rain shower come from? Odd."
Hearing voices that conversed in a Chinese dialect he hadn't heard in a long time Happosai quickly gathered up his belongings, switched into the Umi and jumped on a convenient rooftop. What he saw next gave him the next big surprise of the day. 'Amazons! What are they doing here? Hmm, that could be to my advantage. Those crazy women always have interesting magical accessories handy. Gonna follow them.'
Happosai followed the delegation of Amazons to a large building that had obviously been newly constructed. 'Nekohanten - Cat cafe. Interesting. I wonder what they want in Nerima; something tells me it has to do with Ranma. The boy has a knack for attracting trouble, heh heh.'
Slipping in through the backdoor before it was closed Happosai entered the building. His own Umi was much more effective than his pupil's, and it allowed for absolute stealth. It was still a mystery to him how the boy had detected him, but it only meant he had to further improve the technique. Concentrating on the here and now Happosai quickly and efficiently checked the ground-floor of the Cat cafe, and nearly suffered a coronary when he caught sight of her. 'Kuh Lon! Damn, what is she doing here?' he thought as he took great care to bring as much distance between them as possible. He knew he was the better fighter, especially considering his 'talents', but this was a secret operation. Detection was not an option, stealth was the key here.
Happosai held his breath as he padded upstairs as quietly as possible. Searching the rooms—he had to reign in his impulses with every bit of mental strength he possessed at taking in the sight of a purple haired bombshell engaged in training, her well-endowed chest heaving, sweat coating her perfectly tanned soft skin—Happosai finally entered a room that he figured to be Kuh Lon's. Grinning he began to sift through her belongings after he'd picked the lock, deactivated several booby traps and circumvented more than a few alarms. He was just glad that he'd bothered to learn Chinese way back.
'Love potion... Love potion... Formula 411 shampoo... Formula 119 shampoo... Potion... Shampoo... ahh! That's more like it! Permanence water... Locks Jusenkyo curses, including the temporary forms (warning: temporary form becomes permanent after a month of locking if not counteracted. Permanence is induced due to strengthening of the magical matrix of the temporary curse to the level of a regular curse if not counteracted in the specified amount of time). Only known counteragent: water from Kaisufu. Perfect!' Happosai thought with glee as he stored the magical item in his gi.
Happosai crept out of the room with a very evil grin on his face and sneaked into the room the bombshell trained in. He had seen that the window was opened, which made this the perfect escape route. Not sparing the hot girl more than a wistful glance Happosai sneaked to the window, climbed onto the windowsill and jumped onto the next rooftop, bounding away. He had preparations to make.
-.-
Later, deep at night the old grandmaster of the Anything Goes had finished his preparations and was more than looking forward to see his efforts bear fruit. He had distilled, no, sacrificed ten packages of Instant Girl powder to add the concoction up to a greater potency, and had then vacuum sealed the refined powder in a bag. The permanence water was waiting for its great moment securely stashed away in his stuff-space, and Happosai barely refrained from cackling as he bound over the rooftops, destination the Tendo Dojo.
Happosai soundlessly landed within the perimeter a few minutes later, and immediately jumped up onto the windowsill of the room from which he could feel Ranma's ki. Sneaking into the room soundlessly while making sure that his target was sound asleep Happosai knelt down and extracted the bucket he had brought with him. Pulling out a keg of distilled water he filled up the bucket as silently as he could, then he added the Jusenkyo powder to it. An unholy gleam entered Happosai's eyes as the substances mixed, and he waited a few seconds until he was sure that complete mixture had occurred.
Without further ado he threw the contents of the bucket at the sleeping Ranma, waking her up. Hesitating not a second he pulled out the permanence water and quickly drenched her with it. Ranma, who was surrounded by an eery green glow shot to her feet like a fury, only to fall down immediately due to the different centre of gravity. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!" the newly made she yelled, grasping at her throat due to the alien sound of her now female voice.
Ranma looked down at herself disbelieving as the eerie green aura slowly faded into nothingness, and a horrified expression spread over her face. Happosai grinned to himself and shot forward, immediately cuddling into the soft bosom of the newly made she. The amount of ki he drew was nothing short of gigantic. However, the heat coming off of Ranma courtesy of a giant battle-aura urged him to let go of her, and Happosai reluctantly jumped back, noticing the vast well of ki he had now at his disposal. "That's even better than I'd ever have dreamed of!" he exclaimed giddily.
Ranma got to her feet wobbly, touching the newly made soft mounds of flesh on her body with surprise. She fixed Happosai with a death-glare as good as she could considering that she had trouble staying on her feet. "WHAT THE HELL DID YA DO! WHY AM I LIKE THIS?" she yelled, probably waking up everyone in a radius of two kilometres.
Happosai simply smirked at her as steps from adjacent rooms could be heard. "Why, my Ranma-chan, I paid you back for defeating me. Or did you ever doubt Soun's words that my revenge would be terrible?"
"RANMA!" several persons exclaimed, entering her room. "What has happened?" Kasumi asked, managing to beat everyone to the punch by a few milliseconds.
"Who are you?" Nabiki asked immediately thereafter, fixing the unknown redhaired girl with a stare. "How did you manage to enter this room, and where is Ranma?"
"Nabiki," Akane said in dumbfounded recognition, "look at her eyes. Don't you see it? I don't know how, but I think this girl is Ranma!"
"Oh my!" Kasumi exclaimed in old fashion. "How is this possible?" she asked, asking the question on everyone's mind.
"This old pervert did it!" Ranma exclaimed furiously while stalking towards her prey. However, while walking she noticed all the differences about her new body, which effectively stopped her. "How did you do it, old lech, and how do I undo it? OUT WITH IT!" she bellowed.
Happosai grinned. "Oh, you can't undo it, it's permanent." he said, making Ranma look at him in horror. Everyone else shared the pigtailed girl's horror, everyone except Happosai, who looked decidedly smug. "And it is not nice to yell at your master, but I'll forgive you… if you'll wear these here!" he exclaimed, producing a set of black lace panties and bra.
Ranma looked more revolted than ever before in her life. "How dare you!" she exclaimed, finally losing her patience. She turned SSJ with a primal snarl, making everyone except Happosai tumble to the ground.
"Oooh!" Happosai exclaimed in delight. "You turned your hair blonde for me! How splendid, you already know what your master loves best."
That made Ranma finally lose it completely; rational thought left her as anger took control, and the sub-conscious knowledge that only Happosai would know how to remedy the situation was buried under an avalanche of fury.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" the blonde yelled, shooting forward. Flying wasn't hampered much by her changed centre of gravity, and due to the fact that the power-up had increased her speed greatly Happosai didn't even see the blow coming that sent him straight through the roof.
Ranma huffed a few times, drawing attention to her heaving, very healthy chest. Then, suddenly, she slumped bonelessly to the ground, her back to the wall. "Permanent. He said it's permanent. Whatever did I do to deserve this?" she lamented.
Silence was her only answer. A severe blow had just been dealt, but not only to Ranma…
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A/N:
yes, that chapter contains quite the unexpected plot-twist, and you
can thank an AIM-session Innortal and me had way back.
He made the casual comment that Ranma-chan did not have not to appear in the story, and he was right. There's much fun to be had, especially with the Nodoka and Herb arc. The latter was made possible / a lot more easy to introduce 'cause of this little twist. And besides, what's Ranma without the curse?
Now to a technicality: yes, Ranma was blessed by Jusenkyo after the fight in the springs, which made him immune to Jusenkyo curses; but we all know from the Anime that temporary curses from Instant packages override even 'normal' curses, as such they weren't deemed dangerous by the blessing. Add the locking agent to that et voila.
If you don't like it or just plain don't buy it, well, that's your right. But this twist was planned from the start.
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