SIXTEEN OZ. OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE

DISCLAIMER: Me no own the Ranma 1/2. I own Ranma 3/4, but I haven't quite gotten that by yet. For now enjoy this story based on Rumiko Takahashi's infamous Ranma 1/2.

A/N: In the first chapter, I don't think I'll have anything to say. Just that this is a Mousse story. So instead of some usual A/N I'll leave you with a question that has perplexed me: What does cat taste like?

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It was a quiet day in the Nerima prefecture. A first for a while. For the past few weeks it seemed to be one thing after another. First, Ranma has once more been forced to remain a girl by Pantyhose Taro who had tried to get Ranma into helping him with Happosai. Once Ranma had solved that problem Ryoga stopped by and displayed his new attack: Just another useless attack that seems deadly, but in battle can not do much of anything. After that Shampoo had desired to date Ranma once more and blackmailed him into it. Mousse caught on to it and destroyed all hopes of the date in Shampoo's mind. For once he did not blame Ranma and the two never fought. In fact, Mousse had verbally fought with Shampoo. That's what led up to the events of this fine Sunday morning.

"Stupid Mousse! Shampoo is over here!"

Mousse adjusts his glasses. "Ah, I'm sorry about that."

"Just hurry and pass me the ladle." She returns with an icy glare. She has not liked him much since his interference the last week with her plans.

"Here you go Shampoo." He holds out a spatula. "Oh shoot. Hang on I'll be right back."

She smacks him on the back of his head. "Too, too stupid is Mousse. Shampoo do for self." She grunts as she leaves to retrieve the ladle.

"F@cking Shampoo." Mousse whispers.

And that phrase was the start of a new attitude in Mousse. The next few days he began to ignore Shampoo. He kept recalling every little event. At nights he looked around himself in his room and saw no one. He took note of his day and saw only a bossy employer and a cruel temptress of a co-worker. He saw no friend, and certainly he was finding that there was no girlfriend either. All he was, as he found, was that he is a victim of unrequited love. All he had done until now was profess his undying love for Shampoo. He tried his best to have her. All he wanted was Shampoo to be his, and to be there for him.

Then one day a letter came in the mail for him.

"Mousse have mail. Urgent says." Shampoo tosses it aside for him to pick up from the grimy kitchen floor.

"Urgent mail should be treated nicely Shampoo."

"Mousse talk back to Shampoo?"

"I do when you have no respect." He argues and turns away. "Tell the mummy I'm going on my break."

She stares at his backside as he leaves the room with just the smallest bit of concern. She had never known Mousse to do such before.

"Hmm, now lets see here." Mousse opens his letter carefully trying best to avoid getting the grime on his hands. "What have we here? A letter in Mandarin?"

Beloved Mousse,

We thank you once more for your wages you send home to me and your father. And now, we thought it best to repay you in some way. A girl came into town the other day, an outsider

"A girl?" Mousse questions. "No doubt they wish to arrange some marriage. I do not wish to be like Saotome." Still, although he scoffs he reads on intently. You never know when you may actually get good news.

She was quite intent on finding one to spar with, but after we told forewarned her of the Amazon code regarding an outsider female defeating an Amazon woman she changed her mind. She also heard however of the opposite. That if an outsider woman defeats one of our few men she be accepted as an Amazon (of course we forgot to mention the fact she'd marry into the clan).

We gave her your name son. Best of luck defeating the girl. Or not defeating her, whatever the case.

Best regards, Mom

"They did what?" He shrieks throughout the alley. He calms down realizing this fact, "But if she loses to me I don't hafta marry her." Chills went down his back as he thought of a girl who was more robust than he. Someone who was not as pretty as the girls he has met in Nerima. Someone below Shampoo. "Saotome!"

Shampoo pops her head out into the alley just as Mousse charges off. "Airen?" She notices the floating letter as it moves about the air in the alley. "What this?" She snatches the paper hoping it not to be something that would send Mousse to fight Ranma again. "Beloved Mousse." She blinks. "No from Ranma." And she tosses the letter aside. Halfway into the door she recalls how Mousse scolded her for having disrespect and caught herself. She picks up the letter and brings it inside.