Ai no senshi Wild Honey
A Ranma ½ fanfict by Tangent
A strange kinda fusion come up with by Metroanime
Expanded upon with the express permission of Metroanime
Additional scenes by Metroanime (on occasion)
Pre-reading and editing assistance by:
Metroanime;
Lord Talon;
Howard Melton;
Nevrmore;
And some guy named Steve
DISCLAIMER: 'Ranma ½' and all characters therein belong to Rumiko Takahashi, Shogagukan, Kitty, and Viz Video. 'Sailor Moon' and all characters therein belong to Naoko Takeuchi and Toei Animation Co. Ltd. Cutey Honey Flash and all characters therein belong to Go Nagai. The original concept for the Wild Honey fusion was Metroanime's. This fanfict has been produced for my own enjoyment and to pass on without profit. Other characters that come into play in this fanfict may or may not be pulled from other sources (including other fanficts, RPGs, manga, anime, literature, or possibly even *GASP* American comic books!).
CHAPTER ONE:
An angel and a cat were sitting in a bar. Well, the angel, thus far heaven's only 'sex-angel', was actually a silver dragon, and was "slumming" because he didn't have anywhere else to go. The cat wasn't a cat. But you knew that.
"Damn newbe einherjar," said the angel, adjusting his icepack. "I ain't no 'hellspawn' and why do they gotta be so violent?"
"Well, dragons aren't that common in some realities, and in a few of them where they are available, the general population only encounters the evil varieties. You DO look formidable, you know. And I don't think that it helped any when Eris posed as a valkyrie and ordered the newbies to smite you…"
"Damn Eris," agreed the sex-angel, swigging deeply of his drink.
"Shouldn't you go easier on that stuff? You've had, what, three so far?" The cat shook his head.
"Nah. I don't have a lactose intolerance any more. Ed! Another Coney Island Special." Grey considered how only this disreputable section of Asgard could have a soda jerk who was a dark elf named Ed.
Ed walked up and regarded the sex-angel with amber eyes. "I agree with Coyote here. You've had enough, sugar."
Grey grumbled but couldn't bring himself to yell at her. Edema had troubles too.
"What YOU need is to get your mind off your troubles!" Toltiir proclaimed in the manner which caused more prudent beings to seek shelter. "Behold!"
The mirrors behind the bar fogged up.
"You better clean up when you're done, kitty cat." Ed glared at the Trickster.
"Please, my dear Edema. I'm not certain other mischievous spirits. Observe these three scenes from different dimensions, remarkably similar, though at different times and locations in their respective worlds."
Sex-angel and dark elf observed.
A blackhaired boy who looked very familiar, sitting in a bar with tear tracks running down his face.
"Ranma Saotome," said the deity of mischief. "The darkest day of his life. The divorce has just been finalized and he is Alone. And likely will be for life and he knows it. The tender moments between he and Akane grew further and further apart at the end, till they stopped entirely."
"Heavy," agreed the dark elf. "Is that Irish looking guy he's talking with one of your avatars?"
"Merely a shadow projected into his presence. Ranma is talking about all the mistakes he made, and how he somehow turned into his own father. Not bad in the Art, but not adept at Life. Or this moment over here."
Another mirror cleared, revealing a woman in a scene out of a holocaust. A bombed out building, and the red-haired girl cradled a young man's body to her and silently wailed her grief to the Heavens. "The young man is named Chokkei Danbei, and he has just been killed by an agent of a Darkness known as Panther Zora. The woman is actually a superbly crafted, well, android is the common belief. Her name is Honey Kisaragi."
The third section of mirror cleared, revealing a middle aged blonde woman, who watches the couples passing her by in the mall, sipping on something clearly alcoholic. A faint trail of wetness can be seen on her cheek.
"And here we have Minako Aino, who went from being the lone champion of justice, to a starring team-member, to someone who was relegated to the second string, and finally to a soldier in peacetime. And one unappreciated for the most part. Even her cat left her, to go start a family with the cat of a certain princess. She is now more alone than she's ever been in her life."
"Geez, that's all pretty dark. No offense, Ed." The dark elf shrugged while the sex-angel paused. "Ain't your style at all, you usually TRY for happy endings, Puck."
Toltiir looked a little annoyed at the use of an old name of his, but let it pass. "Yes it is. Now hold on while I turn up the sound."
"I...just wish..." Ranma sighed, a melancholy ache in his heart.
"...that somehow, someway..." Honey told the still form in her arms.
"...I could do it all over again," said Minako with a sniffle.
"...and make things come out better this time!" Ranma finished.
"That I could have made more of a difference," added Honey as her own wounds began shutting her down.
"That I'd been better at all that stuff," Minako added with a vague gesture.
"...that I could've had someone who actually loved me. Not a dojo pledge, not a dowry stealing, not any of this stupid Law of Strength," grumbled Ranma.
The sound of Ed's blender suddenly switching on nearly caused the sex-angel to fall out of his seat. Ed was clutching her chest and glaring at the cat on the counter.
The cat was grinning again and turned a mad expression towards the two others. "It's showtime!"
* * *
Genma knocked his son towards the spring. The boy impacted the water.
Then a series of bolts of lightning interrupted the Guide talking about Nyannichuan. Each of the bolts struck the same spring directly.
A moment later, a red-haired girl floated to the surface of the spring.
* * *
Panther Zora cursed as she felt access to the world that she was about to conquer become shorn, and then cut off completely. Either the world had ended, or that damn android had managed to somehow set up a sealing ward in her grief over the boy's death.
Oh well, not that it mattered too much, as she had gained access to a whole new world when the link to the other one was severed. One without that accursed…
DAMN IT ALL!
She felt it! The android had arrived here too, far to the west and just a bit north of the dimensionally weak zone that permitted Panther Zora access to this new world! Now, on top of having to do all the work of corrupting the world to the point where she could freely enter it all over again, she had to deal with the continued interference from Cutey Honey!
But wait…
A source of power was near where the android had entered this world. Well, two really, but the one Panther Zora was interested in was young, immature, and corruptible. It would be a strain to empower and corrupt him from this distance from the weak zone, and it would deplete the reserves that she had built up, but it would be worth the set back to get rid of the android. And best to do it now, while she still had an idea where her adversary was, before Cutey Honey got a chance to move too far.
A burst of evil magic was sent forth, and the ghostly form of Panther Zora was on her way…
* * *
The Gate Of Time. A mysterious old fashioned set of doors in a place of mists. Silent except for the mutterings of the currents of time. Located in a transtemporal phase pocket, where time and space are subject to other laws. A place of quiet solemnity.
"#%*#$^%!"
In space, no one can hear you swear like a Sailor.
Setsuna Meiou stared at the time currents and rubbed her head. Fortunately there was no one to hear her. Her reputation as calm and cold was intact.
"What's wrong?"
"Temporal Crossrip. No, it's too big for that. Looks like a set of parallel dimensions merging. Everything's in chaos. I've lost contact with Crystal Tokyo." Sailor Pluto was really rattled by what she was seeing, and so answered without really paying attention to the concept that someone had asked her a question. When it caught up with her she reacted as a trained warrior, rolling to the side and bringing her timestaff up, ready to unleash a "Dead Scream" at the originator of the voice. No one was allowed here!
A glimpse of a figure in the mists. Someone who could *not* be there.
"You... You died," Sailor Pluto had gone from bold and confident guardian of time to trembling young woman. "You died before Serenity could gather your life force to be reincarnated in the future. You can't be here."
"And I'm not. Not yet, anyway. Remember, Pluto-chan. The future is not always fixed, and time is also possibilities..."
The voice and image trailed off even as Sailor Pluto launched herself across the intervening distance, grabbing for the form that no longer was there.
After she'd finished shaking, Pluto began to examine the timeline in further detail. She was aware of crosstemporal mergers. They happened all the time, with little or no ripples to disturb the timestream. If the differences between dimensions "spun down" to zero, then dimensions merged. Occasionally radically different timestreams merged, producing waves and ripples aplenty. Such as just had happened.
In 1,100 years, Crystal Tokyo would form and be the salvation of mankind. In 24,300 years, Crystal Tokyo would lie lifeless. What happened in between was subject to ripples and eddies. With these sort of crosscurrents, she could not see the future or contact her future self.
What she had just seen indicated to her that there was hope for the future. So now her concern was for the present, to see exactly what had occurred and what she needed to do.
* * *
Evil was not, by its nature, restrained to be slow.
Panther Zora was lower on power than she liked, but this was a human world. It being a human world meant that there was pain, hatred, depression, and evil. Her meat and drink. As long as others deliberately hurt others, as long as there was murder and greed and the darker side of human nature would slip free its leash, she could feed and grow stronger.
The lack of a physical body was concerning. She would eventually find a host, some woman whose heart had darkness sufficient that their soul was hers for the harvesting, and then she would live again. This ghostlike essence was weaker than she'd like, and couldn't affect the world around her quite as satisfyingly as when she wore a physical form, but it had the advantages of speed and being able to pass through physical barriers with relative ease.
So she could focus entirely on speed and tracking down this powerful being, her quest for the android's destruction, and not worry about being detected.
She could slip through radar nets, defense networks, and mountain walls with equal ease. Only mystical senses, of which there were blessedly few, could detect her passage. Here she could corrupt this immature source of power, influencing it and bringing it to full fruit.
It was a pity that he wasn't female, as possessing this nonhuman would have been even better.
* * *
In Panther Zora's original timeline, psychic sensitivity and mystical talent were rare. The ability to sense chi or ki was also quite rare if not nonexistent.
However, in a world where subjects from an ancient magical kingdom had been reincarnated, those with a glimmer of magical talent were around. In a world where martial artists could harness their chi, there were those sensitive to their environment.
So it was that all the way from the tenth district of Tokyo to the Bayankala Mountain Range in China, Panther Zora's presence was not nearly as undetected as she had thought.
A young woman in a hilltop shrine broke off her meditations and rushed outside to focus her eyes on what to her was a clearly visible streak of malevolence heading far to the West.
In a coastal city, a young woman who had set up a portable grill to sell Japanese delicacies to sararimen looked up as she felt an uncomfortable presence pass overhead. Shuddering, she turned her attention back to the task at hand. She was too busy to investigate now, but it *might* be a lead on her Quest of Vengeance.
Ryoga Hibiki stopped walking through the underbrush in China and looked up, and while his eyes couldn't see a darn thing, he *felt* a presence that was as beyond Ranma's evil as a housefire was beyond a guttering candle. There was no need to check for direction in this case, he felt that presence like a beacon. Ryoga thought for a few moments: it was an unwelcome interruption
from his own Quest for Vengeance, but he needed to investigate this. Duty of martial artists, after all. And so Ryoga turned away from Jusenkyo, not realizing how close he was to finding Ranma Saotome after all.
A dried up mummy (bonk!) Elder of the Nichieju looked up from her knitting as she felt the Presence pass nearby. Like a flock of birds that sensed the presence of a predator, the sounds of the village muted. No doubt the other Elders quieting those less sensitive. By the time the other Elders had arrived, Cologne had already decided who would go to investigate while the rest of the Village prepared to either fight (if possible) or flee (if not) whatever had descended on a nearby mountain.
And in a place called Jusenkyo, a young girl's eyes snapped open and she shrugged off restraining hands. "Panther Zora. I will not let you win!"
END CHAPTER ONE
OMAKI THEATER PRESENTS: Title Theme Song (part one)
(A blushing and nervous Wild Honey walks up to the microphone)
She's the sort of girl who is always in fashion,
And her behind is the cutest we know of!
("I can't believe you guys are making me sing this!")
Please look my way, Honey…
On account of, on account of just because…
(A photo and video montage begins to show on a series of screens behind Wild Honey. Most show her in various guises, with a few 'candid' shots thrown in)
Oh pretty please, oh pretty please…
Please don't hurt my heart this way…
("I'll get you for this, Nabiki!)
The fast drumbeat of my heart
Tickles, tickles, ticks deep inside!
("Where did THAT photo come from!?)
Oh no don't… no, don't…
Give me that look in your eye…
("I don't remember running around in a towel! And who's the kid, anyway?")
Honey Splash!
(The montage of scenes refocuses on Ranma in both male and female forms for a short while during the break in the lyrics. Most of them show Ranma in the familiar red and black Chinese outfit that he seems to favor, although 'Ranko' is also shown in some other ensembles and one surprise topless shot. "NABIKI!")
She's the sort of girl who is always in fashion,
And her breasts are the nicest ones we know of!
("Ack! That's almost as bad as the first part of the song!)
Please look my way, Honey…
On account of, on account of just because…
(The video and photo montage continues, this time focusing on Wild Honey in her standard painted on red and blue sleeveless bodysuit with the white gloves and boots)
Oh pretty please, oh pretty please…
Don't come close at all…
("I've been meaning to ask: why is there a diamond cutout exposing my cleavage?")
Pressure builds up in my brain,
Giggle, giggle, laughter comes out…
("I mean like, I'm really a guy, so why am I flaunting my breasts like this?")
Oh no don't… no, don't…
Give me that look in your eye…
("Oh no! Somebody PLEASE tell me that this scene was changed!")
Honey Splash!
(Dual scenes of Ranma in both genders as he/she touched the odd mark near the juncture of his/her neck and shoulder and suddenly seemed to be surrounded by water that didn't touch anything else. For a moment, it seemed as if the clothing had washed away, then his/her form was obscured for another heartbeat. When the moment had passed, a busty redheaded woman twirled, clothing being formed out of the watery streams that swirled around her body, seeming to be painted right over her nakedness. Even though the water had somehow managed to obscure most of the naughty bits during the entire transformation sequence.)
I'm going to change…
("I WILL get you for this, Nabiki…")
END
A Ranma ½ fanfict by Tangent
A strange kinda fusion come up with by Metroanime
Expanded upon with the express permission of Metroanime
Additional scenes by Metroanime (on occasion)
Pre-reading and editing assistance by:
Metroanime;
Lord Talon;
Howard Melton;
Nevrmore;
And some guy named Steve
DISCLAIMER: 'Ranma ½' and all characters therein belong to Rumiko Takahashi, Shogagukan, Kitty, and Viz Video. 'Sailor Moon' and all characters therein belong to Naoko Takeuchi and Toei Animation Co. Ltd. Cutey Honey Flash and all characters therein belong to Go Nagai. The original concept for the Wild Honey fusion was Metroanime's. This fanfict has been produced for my own enjoyment and to pass on without profit. Other characters that come into play in this fanfict may or may not be pulled from other sources (including other fanficts, RPGs, manga, anime, literature, or possibly even *GASP* American comic books!).
CHAPTER ONE:
An angel and a cat were sitting in a bar. Well, the angel, thus far heaven's only 'sex-angel', was actually a silver dragon, and was "slumming" because he didn't have anywhere else to go. The cat wasn't a cat. But you knew that.
"Damn newbe einherjar," said the angel, adjusting his icepack. "I ain't no 'hellspawn' and why do they gotta be so violent?"
"Well, dragons aren't that common in some realities, and in a few of them where they are available, the general population only encounters the evil varieties. You DO look formidable, you know. And I don't think that it helped any when Eris posed as a valkyrie and ordered the newbies to smite you…"
"Damn Eris," agreed the sex-angel, swigging deeply of his drink.
"Shouldn't you go easier on that stuff? You've had, what, three so far?" The cat shook his head.
"Nah. I don't have a lactose intolerance any more. Ed! Another Coney Island Special." Grey considered how only this disreputable section of Asgard could have a soda jerk who was a dark elf named Ed.
Ed walked up and regarded the sex-angel with amber eyes. "I agree with Coyote here. You've had enough, sugar."
Grey grumbled but couldn't bring himself to yell at her. Edema had troubles too.
"What YOU need is to get your mind off your troubles!" Toltiir proclaimed in the manner which caused more prudent beings to seek shelter. "Behold!"
The mirrors behind the bar fogged up.
"You better clean up when you're done, kitty cat." Ed glared at the Trickster.
"Please, my dear Edema. I'm not certain other mischievous spirits. Observe these three scenes from different dimensions, remarkably similar, though at different times and locations in their respective worlds."
Sex-angel and dark elf observed.
A blackhaired boy who looked very familiar, sitting in a bar with tear tracks running down his face.
"Ranma Saotome," said the deity of mischief. "The darkest day of his life. The divorce has just been finalized and he is Alone. And likely will be for life and he knows it. The tender moments between he and Akane grew further and further apart at the end, till they stopped entirely."
"Heavy," agreed the dark elf. "Is that Irish looking guy he's talking with one of your avatars?"
"Merely a shadow projected into his presence. Ranma is talking about all the mistakes he made, and how he somehow turned into his own father. Not bad in the Art, but not adept at Life. Or this moment over here."
Another mirror cleared, revealing a woman in a scene out of a holocaust. A bombed out building, and the red-haired girl cradled a young man's body to her and silently wailed her grief to the Heavens. "The young man is named Chokkei Danbei, and he has just been killed by an agent of a Darkness known as Panther Zora. The woman is actually a superbly crafted, well, android is the common belief. Her name is Honey Kisaragi."
The third section of mirror cleared, revealing a middle aged blonde woman, who watches the couples passing her by in the mall, sipping on something clearly alcoholic. A faint trail of wetness can be seen on her cheek.
"And here we have Minako Aino, who went from being the lone champion of justice, to a starring team-member, to someone who was relegated to the second string, and finally to a soldier in peacetime. And one unappreciated for the most part. Even her cat left her, to go start a family with the cat of a certain princess. She is now more alone than she's ever been in her life."
"Geez, that's all pretty dark. No offense, Ed." The dark elf shrugged while the sex-angel paused. "Ain't your style at all, you usually TRY for happy endings, Puck."
Toltiir looked a little annoyed at the use of an old name of his, but let it pass. "Yes it is. Now hold on while I turn up the sound."
"I...just wish..." Ranma sighed, a melancholy ache in his heart.
"...that somehow, someway..." Honey told the still form in her arms.
"...I could do it all over again," said Minako with a sniffle.
"...and make things come out better this time!" Ranma finished.
"That I could have made more of a difference," added Honey as her own wounds began shutting her down.
"That I'd been better at all that stuff," Minako added with a vague gesture.
"...that I could've had someone who actually loved me. Not a dojo pledge, not a dowry stealing, not any of this stupid Law of Strength," grumbled Ranma.
The sound of Ed's blender suddenly switching on nearly caused the sex-angel to fall out of his seat. Ed was clutching her chest and glaring at the cat on the counter.
The cat was grinning again and turned a mad expression towards the two others. "It's showtime!"
* * *
Genma knocked his son towards the spring. The boy impacted the water.
Then a series of bolts of lightning interrupted the Guide talking about Nyannichuan. Each of the bolts struck the same spring directly.
A moment later, a red-haired girl floated to the surface of the spring.
* * *
Panther Zora cursed as she felt access to the world that she was about to conquer become shorn, and then cut off completely. Either the world had ended, or that damn android had managed to somehow set up a sealing ward in her grief over the boy's death.
Oh well, not that it mattered too much, as she had gained access to a whole new world when the link to the other one was severed. One without that accursed…
DAMN IT ALL!
She felt it! The android had arrived here too, far to the west and just a bit north of the dimensionally weak zone that permitted Panther Zora access to this new world! Now, on top of having to do all the work of corrupting the world to the point where she could freely enter it all over again, she had to deal with the continued interference from Cutey Honey!
But wait…
A source of power was near where the android had entered this world. Well, two really, but the one Panther Zora was interested in was young, immature, and corruptible. It would be a strain to empower and corrupt him from this distance from the weak zone, and it would deplete the reserves that she had built up, but it would be worth the set back to get rid of the android. And best to do it now, while she still had an idea where her adversary was, before Cutey Honey got a chance to move too far.
A burst of evil magic was sent forth, and the ghostly form of Panther Zora was on her way…
* * *
The Gate Of Time. A mysterious old fashioned set of doors in a place of mists. Silent except for the mutterings of the currents of time. Located in a transtemporal phase pocket, where time and space are subject to other laws. A place of quiet solemnity.
"#%*#$^%!"
In space, no one can hear you swear like a Sailor.
Setsuna Meiou stared at the time currents and rubbed her head. Fortunately there was no one to hear her. Her reputation as calm and cold was intact.
"What's wrong?"
"Temporal Crossrip. No, it's too big for that. Looks like a set of parallel dimensions merging. Everything's in chaos. I've lost contact with Crystal Tokyo." Sailor Pluto was really rattled by what she was seeing, and so answered without really paying attention to the concept that someone had asked her a question. When it caught up with her she reacted as a trained warrior, rolling to the side and bringing her timestaff up, ready to unleash a "Dead Scream" at the originator of the voice. No one was allowed here!
A glimpse of a figure in the mists. Someone who could *not* be there.
"You... You died," Sailor Pluto had gone from bold and confident guardian of time to trembling young woman. "You died before Serenity could gather your life force to be reincarnated in the future. You can't be here."
"And I'm not. Not yet, anyway. Remember, Pluto-chan. The future is not always fixed, and time is also possibilities..."
The voice and image trailed off even as Sailor Pluto launched herself across the intervening distance, grabbing for the form that no longer was there.
After she'd finished shaking, Pluto began to examine the timeline in further detail. She was aware of crosstemporal mergers. They happened all the time, with little or no ripples to disturb the timestream. If the differences between dimensions "spun down" to zero, then dimensions merged. Occasionally radically different timestreams merged, producing waves and ripples aplenty. Such as just had happened.
In 1,100 years, Crystal Tokyo would form and be the salvation of mankind. In 24,300 years, Crystal Tokyo would lie lifeless. What happened in between was subject to ripples and eddies. With these sort of crosscurrents, she could not see the future or contact her future self.
What she had just seen indicated to her that there was hope for the future. So now her concern was for the present, to see exactly what had occurred and what she needed to do.
* * *
Evil was not, by its nature, restrained to be slow.
Panther Zora was lower on power than she liked, but this was a human world. It being a human world meant that there was pain, hatred, depression, and evil. Her meat and drink. As long as others deliberately hurt others, as long as there was murder and greed and the darker side of human nature would slip free its leash, she could feed and grow stronger.
The lack of a physical body was concerning. She would eventually find a host, some woman whose heart had darkness sufficient that their soul was hers for the harvesting, and then she would live again. This ghostlike essence was weaker than she'd like, and couldn't affect the world around her quite as satisfyingly as when she wore a physical form, but it had the advantages of speed and being able to pass through physical barriers with relative ease.
So she could focus entirely on speed and tracking down this powerful being, her quest for the android's destruction, and not worry about being detected.
She could slip through radar nets, defense networks, and mountain walls with equal ease. Only mystical senses, of which there were blessedly few, could detect her passage. Here she could corrupt this immature source of power, influencing it and bringing it to full fruit.
It was a pity that he wasn't female, as possessing this nonhuman would have been even better.
* * *
In Panther Zora's original timeline, psychic sensitivity and mystical talent were rare. The ability to sense chi or ki was also quite rare if not nonexistent.
However, in a world where subjects from an ancient magical kingdom had been reincarnated, those with a glimmer of magical talent were around. In a world where martial artists could harness their chi, there were those sensitive to their environment.
So it was that all the way from the tenth district of Tokyo to the Bayankala Mountain Range in China, Panther Zora's presence was not nearly as undetected as she had thought.
A young woman in a hilltop shrine broke off her meditations and rushed outside to focus her eyes on what to her was a clearly visible streak of malevolence heading far to the West.
In a coastal city, a young woman who had set up a portable grill to sell Japanese delicacies to sararimen looked up as she felt an uncomfortable presence pass overhead. Shuddering, she turned her attention back to the task at hand. She was too busy to investigate now, but it *might* be a lead on her Quest of Vengeance.
Ryoga Hibiki stopped walking through the underbrush in China and looked up, and while his eyes couldn't see a darn thing, he *felt* a presence that was as beyond Ranma's evil as a housefire was beyond a guttering candle. There was no need to check for direction in this case, he felt that presence like a beacon. Ryoga thought for a few moments: it was an unwelcome interruption
from his own Quest for Vengeance, but he needed to investigate this. Duty of martial artists, after all. And so Ryoga turned away from Jusenkyo, not realizing how close he was to finding Ranma Saotome after all.
A dried up mummy (bonk!) Elder of the Nichieju looked up from her knitting as she felt the Presence pass nearby. Like a flock of birds that sensed the presence of a predator, the sounds of the village muted. No doubt the other Elders quieting those less sensitive. By the time the other Elders had arrived, Cologne had already decided who would go to investigate while the rest of the Village prepared to either fight (if possible) or flee (if not) whatever had descended on a nearby mountain.
And in a place called Jusenkyo, a young girl's eyes snapped open and she shrugged off restraining hands. "Panther Zora. I will not let you win!"
END CHAPTER ONE
OMAKI THEATER PRESENTS: Title Theme Song (part one)
(A blushing and nervous Wild Honey walks up to the microphone)
She's the sort of girl who is always in fashion,
And her behind is the cutest we know of!
("I can't believe you guys are making me sing this!")
Please look my way, Honey…
On account of, on account of just because…
(A photo and video montage begins to show on a series of screens behind Wild Honey. Most show her in various guises, with a few 'candid' shots thrown in)
Oh pretty please, oh pretty please…
Please don't hurt my heart this way…
("I'll get you for this, Nabiki!)
The fast drumbeat of my heart
Tickles, tickles, ticks deep inside!
("Where did THAT photo come from!?)
Oh no don't… no, don't…
Give me that look in your eye…
("I don't remember running around in a towel! And who's the kid, anyway?")
Honey Splash!
(The montage of scenes refocuses on Ranma in both male and female forms for a short while during the break in the lyrics. Most of them show Ranma in the familiar red and black Chinese outfit that he seems to favor, although 'Ranko' is also shown in some other ensembles and one surprise topless shot. "NABIKI!")
She's the sort of girl who is always in fashion,
And her breasts are the nicest ones we know of!
("Ack! That's almost as bad as the first part of the song!)
Please look my way, Honey…
On account of, on account of just because…
(The video and photo montage continues, this time focusing on Wild Honey in her standard painted on red and blue sleeveless bodysuit with the white gloves and boots)
Oh pretty please, oh pretty please…
Don't come close at all…
("I've been meaning to ask: why is there a diamond cutout exposing my cleavage?")
Pressure builds up in my brain,
Giggle, giggle, laughter comes out…
("I mean like, I'm really a guy, so why am I flaunting my breasts like this?")
Oh no don't… no, don't…
Give me that look in your eye…
("Oh no! Somebody PLEASE tell me that this scene was changed!")
Honey Splash!
(Dual scenes of Ranma in both genders as he/she touched the odd mark near the juncture of his/her neck and shoulder and suddenly seemed to be surrounded by water that didn't touch anything else. For a moment, it seemed as if the clothing had washed away, then his/her form was obscured for another heartbeat. When the moment had passed, a busty redheaded woman twirled, clothing being formed out of the watery streams that swirled around her body, seeming to be painted right over her nakedness. Even though the water had somehow managed to obscure most of the naughty bits during the entire transformation sequence.)
I'm going to change…
("I WILL get you for this, Nabiki…")
END