Guess who's back and better than ever? Yup it's me and here's a brand new fic for those who are itching for some action. So without further ado, let me present to you Meowtamorphosis. (sorry for the rather childish title).
Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma ½ they belong to the great Rumiko Takahashi.
Stupid tomboy do it again! Take advantage of Shampoo's curse to separate Ai ren from rightful wife.
Snarling and spitting, a drenched purple cat made its way towards the bathtub. With a graceful leap, it landed into the smooth basin and batted the tap. Hot water came gushing out, enveloping the bathroom in a fog of steam.
Where there was a purple cat, now crouched an angry amazon. Wringing out the excess water in her hair, Shampoo cursed as she recalled the day's events.
Cycling at the speed of light, the amazon was out delivering ramen when she chanced upon the man of her future, her beloved Ai Ren. Without any further delays, Shampoo slammed her bicycle into the boy and glomped him with all her might.
"Ranma take Shampoo to date! Right Ai ren?"
"No, Shampoo! I need to go to school! Now let go of me!" The unwilling martial artist struggled to free himself from the amazon's grip. But that only made her latch herself tighter onto his bicep.
"School no fun. Stay with Shampoo and go date! Shampoo promise Ranma good time…" she purred, eyelashes fluttering in earnest as she leaned in for a kiss.
But before Shampoo could get what she wanted, a torrent of water poured onto the couple. As always, this erupted a scream of pure fear from the redhead who fought to detach herself from the hissing wildcat.
"GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!" Ranma screeched for all she's worth. The poor girl was at the brink of hysterics when Akane plucked the cat off her.
"Don't you have any shame you bimbo?" Akane growled as she dodged a vicious swipe. "Go back to delivering your noodles! Stupid cat!" with that the tomboy flung the yowling feline straight into the stratosphere.
"And you!" turning her attention back to the cowering martial artist, Akane gripped the back of the redhead's shirt and sprinted off. "Stop daydreaming and get a move on! We're going to be late and it's your fault!"
Shampoo take insult no more! Make Akane pay for what she done! She was sick and tired of being forcefully removed from the object of her affections.A fist slammed into the shower wall and bashed a hole through it. Dusting plaster flakes off her hand, Shampoo wracked her brain to come up with a fitting punishment for her adversary.
What does Ranma detest and fear the most? The answer is simple, a cat. Since the tomboy always takes advantage to get rid of her through her curse, how would Akane like to be shunned forever by Ranma?
Slowly, Shampoo's plump lips teased out into a sadistic smile as a sinister plot began to form in her mind. Oh, it's the perfect solution to her problems and if she's lucky, Akane would be out of the picture pretty soon.
Sitting under the tree where a light breeze was caressing by, Akane felt utterly peaceful. It was early afternoon and the students' lunch break. Akane was in no hurry, taking a moment to appreciate the autumn colors before partaking in the bento that Kasumi had packed for her. When she was done and about to start on it, a looming figure caused her to falter.
"Hey can I have some of that, Akane?" asked Ranma as he eyed the perfectly fried cutlet with predatory eyes.
"No! It's mine. Didn't Kasumi pack you your lunch?" Akane calmly replied as she fished another piece of cutlet into her mouth.
"I finished it and I'm still hungry! Just a bite?"
"Go get a snack or bread from the vending machine if you're that hungry."
"Be a pal Akane, just one please? An itty bitty morsel?" The famished martial artist pleaded with all his might.
"I said…" The bluenette was about to spun the pestering Baka off when her refusal died at the back of the throat. Those blue-grey orbs shining with such pitiful intensity, boring straight into hers was making things awfully difficult.
"Quit…Stop…" Akane tried to steel her heart but soon succumbed to the continuous assault. "Oh, maybe just…"
But before she could offer Ranma a bite, a bicycle came soaring out of nowhere and struck the lunch box out of her hands.
"Hello Ai Ren! Shampoo bring dumplings and lunch for you." The intruder chirped as she dished out the steaming delicacies right in front of the drooling youth.
"Great timing Shampoo! Man, is this a feast fit for a king or what?" Ranma exclaimed before stuffing his face. Akane on the other hand had gone frigid with anger as she glared at the remains of her lunch, scattered all across the ground.
"Look what you did to my bento Shampoo! I was just about to eat that!" The bluenette snarled at the amazon. Although losing her lunch was the major reason for her ire but somewhere deep inside of Akane, there was something else that's bothering her.
"Oh, Shampoo sorry. Shampoo make it up to Akane. Have free dumplings, very tasty!" she pushed a bamboo steamer full of dumplings into the hands of the frowning tomboy.
Glancing down at the dumplings, Akane couldn't help swallowing. She could see the plump filling through its translucent fine skin. A warm tantalizing scent of perfectly cooked beef wafted through her senses, coaxing her to come hither.
Slowly, she reached out and lifted one by the chopsticks. The morsel glistening with minute dewdrops dipped a little due to the savory soup inside it. Akane was about to take a bite before a thought struck her.
"There's nothing 'special' about these dumplings is there?" the bluenette's eyes narrowed with suspicion.
Shampoo's lips gave an involuntary twitch. Typical of violent girl to don't trust dumplings. But ever so cunning, she had already derived a plan should such a situation occur.
"Akane not trust Shampoo? Shampoo prove to Akane!" the amazon snapped. Snatching a dumpling, she popped it into a mouth and chewed. An instantaneous look of bliss washed over Shampoo's face and she had to discreetly wipe away the rivets of broth that burst from the dumpling's confines. "See, safe to eat."
That, was not what Akane had been anticipating. Honestly, she was expecting the Bimbo to scowl and snatch the steamer back. Blinking rapidly at Shampoo, she gave her one last survey. Judging from the amazon's body language and facial expression, it seems as though she has no hidden intention.
So after a slight hesitation, Akane gave in and she was rewarded with an explosion of flavors that danced on her tongue. Shampoo maybe a crazy bimbo but she sure can cook. Those dumplings taste divine. Without her control, a jab of jealousy stabbed deep within the confines of Akane's chest but she smothered it before it could aggravate her any further.
"Thanks for the food Shampoo." The blunette grudgingly thanked the amazon.
"Akane no need thank Shampoo. Shampoo repay debt." She replied haughtily.
"Right…" Those words cause an eye roll from the bluenette. What was she expecting? A gracious acknowledgement? She should have known better after spending so much time with the amazon.
The ringing of the school bell jerked Akane out of her thoughts. I better get back to class before its too late.
"Stop stuffing your face and get a move on!" she yelled back at the martial artist who was still gorging himself.
"Mmph! Gotta go Shampoo! Thanks for the food!" Ranma waved as he took after the tomboy's retreating figure. "Hey wait up Akane!"
"Bye Bye!" chirped the amazon as she waved back cheerfully. Seeing the two disappearing back into school, Shampoo discarded the friendly facade. The twisting of her mouth was too sarcastic, too sardonic to be considered a smile. The execution of the plan went beautifully with barely a hitch.
Soon, Violent tomboy get taste of own medicine…
"Take the coefficient of x divided by…" Scribbling down the mathematical formula into her notebook, Akane propped her head in her palm as she eased out a sigh. She doesn't know why but she feels strange.
It as though something is stirring deep within her. A throbbing and pulsing sensation that coursed through her body. It started as soft ripples that tingled through her nerves, nothing too extreme that she couldn't withstand.
But after ten minutes, Akane realize that this wasn't just a normal muscle spasm. The ripples are increasing in intensity. It was as though she had stuck her fingers into a power socket and pure electricity was being jolted through her entire system. It took all her willpower not to scream and she accomplished it by gritting her teeth until her jaw hurt.
The torment continues but in a different tactic. A sharp gasp escaped Akane's tightly clamped lips as she felt the air rush out of her lungs. This time round it was as though a world class boxer had unleashed a punishing blow onto her stomach.
A wave of nausea washed over her threatening to cause Akane to blackout. But she was thankful for it as it serves as a distraction from the excruciating stabbing of her inner organs. Wave after wave the torture came and all the girl could do was to endure and pray for it to end.
Her wish was granted as the agony slow receded to a clause but it was only a disguise of what's to come. Akane's eyes snapped open and she screamed; a sound of pure suffering. From the base of her spine sprang a long supple tail that swished with agitation. The growth of the new appendage was hardly noticed by the bluenette.
Her attention was diverted elsewhere. Clutching the sides her head, Akane could feel her ears shrinking back into her skull. Inch by inch they receded but at the top of her head sprouted two feline ears to compensate for the loss of her original pair.
With the emergence of her new limbs, Akane's torment came to the end but not for long. Raising a trembling hand to a twitching ear, which was the same shade as her midnight blue hair; the girl gazed at her reflection in the window in utter disbelieve before choking out a shocked whisper.
"What's happening to me?"
I know, I know, you all must be cursing me for leaving you hanging. I do apologize for the super short chapter but as they always say, good things come to those who wait. So keep your hats on!
Yuria out.