DISCLAIMER: I don't own Ranma or any of the other series here. This is simply fanfiction.
Chapter Three
!!SPECIAL EFFECTS!! "THOUGHTS"
By the time "Ranma" arrived at the Tendo residence Akane was waiting for her. "Where have you been Ranma? You were supposed to be here thirty minutes ago!" Akane said angrily, holding her trusty mallet.
"Here's where I deal with Akane. I hate how she abuses Ranma so much even though he loves her. What does she see in her? It's not as if he doesn't have other options."
"I was in a fight Akane. And I barely survived it. So calm down and lower your voice." "Even with the mental training I got from Charlie my head still hurts. I hate to think what Ranma went through but he'll be all right."
"What?!" Akane yelled. "Don't you dare tell me to lower my voice, you jerk! I'll speak as loud as I want! You were at Ucchan's weren't you or maybe with Shampoo?!"
"No Akane, I wasn't with any of them. Why does that worry you so much? Afraid I'll leave you for one of them because each one of them is better looking than you and can cook circles around you? Maybe if you treated me better you wouldn't be so insecure!"
"You think I should treat a pervert like you better? I treat you the way you deserve, you jerk!" Akane exclaimed, swinging her hammer at "Ranma" and missing her. It seemed as if "Ranma" wasn't even moving, as if the hammer was going right through her.
"Put that thing away before I shove it up your ass. And KEEP QUIET!! My head still hurts! "Ranma" screamed at Akane.
"How dare you talk to me that way?!" Akane yelled back at "Ranma" while still swinging her hammer. She got angrier and angrier when she found she could not hit "Ranma". "Huff! Huff! Gasp!"
"That's it!" !!ZAP!!
"My hammer!" !!BOOM!!
"Now shut up and back off. This is not the time to piss me off!" "Ranma" said, stomping away from Akane.
"Ranma, come back here!"
Nabiki had watched the whole event. "Ranma's acting strangely. I'm going to have to find out what's going on with him. But for now, some of the guys, especially Kuno, want some more sexy pictures of Ranma in lingerie. And who am I to disappoint them when they're willing to pay so much money?"
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!!SPLASH!! "I'm sure I pulled the hot water faucet. Gosh, I'm short," Ranko contemplated as she regarded her reflection in the mirror. "Wait! Someone else is..."
"Sweeto! How I've missed your ample..." !!BRIGHT!! "Arrgh! My eyes!"
"You like my new blinding bright light ki attack, you dirty old man? And stay away from me, you pervert!" !!POW!!
"Aaaaaagh!"
"Now to fix this faucet. I learned a lot from that family of plumbers. I wouldn't be the least bit surprised if Happosai has something to do with the hot water spout giving cold water just so I would be in female form. Him showing up right afterwards was too convenient."
"Since I'm drenched, I'm going to have to wear something else. Now where did Ranma stash his female clothes? Oh, yeah. Now I remember." In a few minutes "Ranma" found the stash.
"Let's see. This looks good. My brother sure has great taste in women's clothing. Giggle! Now it's time for dinner." !!RUMBLE!! "Ow! Does hunger have to hurt so much?!"
"Ranma" gingerly sat down in Ranma's usual spot, smiling politely at everyone while Akane stared daggers at him. "Akane's still pissed at me. Well she can stuff it for all I care! I'm going to have a long discussion with Ranma on his taste in women as soon as he recovers."
"Boy, what are you doing dressed up in girl's clothes?" Genma interrogated hotly while Soun looked on with concern.
"Daddy, I didn't have any guy clothes to wear; they're all in the clothes hamper," "Ranma" answered rather femininely.
"Gasp!"
"This food is good, Kasumi. Could you please pass the soy sauce?" "Ranma" requested in a ladylike fashion to the surprise of everyone there.
"I know how to break this effeminate tirade of Ranma's." At that point Genma began to attempt to steal "Ranma's" food but kept on missing even though "Ranma" seemed not to make any effort to protect her food. "I don't get it! Despite all of my efforts to make Ranma act like a man, he's still acting like a little girl."
"That was a great meal, Kasumi. Would you like me to help you clean up?" "Ranma" asked after the meal was finished.
"Why thank you Ranma. I'd really appreciate that," Kasumi said gratefully.
As "Ranma" got to work, Kasumi was noticed how efficiently she washed dishes, dried them off and put them away in an orderly fashion. "When did Ranma learn how to wash up like this? He moved with so much speed, we're practically finished in no time flat. Did he hit his head again? I hope he's all right."
"Thank you Ranma."
"Anytime, Kasumi," "Ranma" said as she left to do some training.
"Ranma has never liked to do housework. He was almost as elegant in his work as Kasumi but a whole lot faster. What's going on here?" Nabiki asked herself, having silently observed "Ranma" cleaning up.
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In the dreamscape, Ranma awoke to find himself in a bed. "Where am I? Last I remember I was fighting that psychic samurai guy who hit me with some kind of mental attack. It was so painful I felt as I was going to die. Then..." Ranma paused for a moment. "Someone healed me but I still have a horrible headache. It was my sister, Ranko!"
Then all the memories of his sister came back to him. Even from birth to when he was a little boy and had dreamed of her. "She's been with me in spirit all this time. She's even tried to warn me when I was about to do something stupid. But where is she now? And for that matter, where am I?"
Ranma walked around the house he was in. Then he left the house, seeing a yellow brick road outside. "Maybe I'll find out what's going on if I follow this recently used pathway."
In no time the pathway lead to a house. "Man, I got here so fast." !!KNOCK!!KNOCK!! The door opened and he saw a very beautiful teenage girl with silver-white hair, a well toned hard body physique and a striking, sexy figure all rolled into one.
"Hi, Ranko," the girl said. "You're not Ranko. Wait. I know who you are. You are her brother, Ranma, right?" the girl deduced. "Ranko has told me so much about you. Come on in. My name is Fujiko."
"How do you know me or my sister, Ranko?" Ranma asked as he walked in. "And what's going on?"
"Well, Ranko normally trains me, teaching me martial arts, Chinese cooking and many other things. She's been a like a big sister to me. You know this is my dream, don't you?" Fujiko asked.
"I think so. I really am a little confused. You say my sister has been training you? By the way, where are you when you are normally awake?" Ranma asked admiring the five feet, four inch, 105 pound girl's figure which was a 34D inch bust-line, 20 inch waistline and 32 inch hips, clothed in rags that resembled a bikini that left little to the imagination.
"Oh. I'm on a deserted island somewhere near Japan. Why I'm here is a long story. But let's spar first," Fujiko suggested.
"All right." "Let's see how good a teacher Ranko is."
All of a sudden the room they occupied changed into what looked like a spacious dojo with a white floor and mirrors surrounding them. "Ready?"
"Ready," Ranma answered.
"Hyiaaaah!" Fujiko moved in on Ranma with a brilliant burst of speed.
"This girl is fast! I barely avoided her charge. Let's see if how her defenses hold up." "Tenshin amaguriken!" Fujiko was barely able to avoid her opponent's barrage, getting a hit a few times. But she shuffled back at super human speed, whipping around, attempting to hit Ranma with a fast paced roundhouse kick.
"Whew! I barely evaded that! Fujiko can actually kick faster than either Shampoo or Ukyo. Time to see how this girl can fight toe to toe." In seconds Ranma was upon her, attacking with countless punches and kicks, most of which she blocked and countered. While Ranma's attacks began to force the girl back, all of a sudden the girl vanished!
"What the...?! Where did she go?!" !!ZAP!! "Aargh!"
"Did I hurt you too badly, Ranma?"
"Not really. I don't know how you managed to do something like that but Anything Goes means anything goes. Don't ease up on my account. Moko Takabisha!" An especially large wide area encompassing ki blast came at Fujiko with such speed it slammed her against one of the mirrored walls.
"Oooh!" the girl gasped, falling to the ground.
"Are you, OK?" Ranma asked, running to the girl.
"I'm fine." Fujiko immediately whipped out a legsweep, knocking the pigtailed warrior off of his feet.
"Oof!" "I'm beginning to think a fight like this in a dream can go on and on. I'm going to have to end this in such a way that doesn't have anything to do with causing pain or knocking her out. I know. I probably shouldn't be doing this but... Oh, well."
Ranma immediately rushed the scantily clad girl, evading all of her attacks, grabbing her and pinning her down to the ground. "Give up yet?"
"No. I can escape holds of any kind... Ha ha ha ha! That tickles! No fair!"
"It's called Anything Goes for a reason, Fujiko. Feel free to surrender at anytime." Unbeknown to Ranma whose hands were touching her ribs and sides the girl had wriggled around in such a way that his fingers went up towards her bosom, getting in between the strips of cloth the girl wore.
"Hehehehehehe! Not that spot! Hehehehehehe! Oh, stop!" Fujiko giggled, turning pink.
"Give up?"
"Yes! Hehehehehehehehe!! Mercy! Please!" As soon as Ranma stopped both of them noticed where Ranma's hands had gotten as the girl breathed out heavily.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Ranma immediately tried to get his hands off of her but got entangled in the straps of the cloth Fujiko was wearing.
"Ha ha ha ha ha! I surrendered already! Mercy! Hehehehehehehe!"
In his haste to get his hands away from the forbidden area, Ranma tore of the strips of clothes, leaving the young girl topless, making Ranma's face go red with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Fujiko. I didn't mean to do that."
"You really do anything you can to win, don't you, Ranma? Or is there something else you're trying to tell me, hmmm?" she said, smiling and blushing with her arms folded over her chest.
"I'm really sorry, Fujiko." "Blast it! She's such a nice girl and now she's going to think I'm some kind of pervert!"
"That's all right, Ranma. You had to do what you had to do to win. Your hands were so warm and smooth though. You really rendered me helpless. Do you normally touch women like that?"
"No. That was an accident. I meant to only touch your ribs. But with the way you moved I ended up touching the rest of you."
"I might have gotten mad at you if I didn't like you so much. You're such nice guy and have had so much bad luck when it comes to women so I won't tell Akane if you don't. But do you think I'm cute? How did I feel?"
"Come on, Fujiko," Ranma said, flustered, blushing beet red from head to toe. "Don't tease me like that."
"You're so cute when you're blushing! I like that. It's just too bad you're engaged to Akane. I wouldn't mind being engaged to you myself. When you had your hands all over me you were very gentle and..."
"Anyway," Ranma said, changing the subject. "I'd like to talk about the fight we had just now."
"What about it?"
"You hit me with a ki blast that was narrow in comparison to mine; it also bypassed my defenses without doing any serious damage. How did you do that? Did Ranko teach you how to do that?"
"Yes. The ki blast I hit you with is called an NND(no normal defense) attack. The only way to stop it is to have a force field or a raging battle aura of some kind. You look surprised."
"I am surprised. I can only toss a ki blast that's really huge that causes a lot of damage. I'm very impressed. And what did you do when you disappeared right when I thought I had you beat?"
"That's called teleportation. Ranko taught me that too. It wasn't that hard to learn along with being able to fly."
"You can fly?"
"Yes. Can't you?"
"I can leap high into the air but I can't fly. And you're saying Ranko can do these things?"
"Yes," Fujiko lsaid with her eyes raised at Ranma.
"Ranko obviously has learned a lot of things I haven't. But how did you know who I was?"
"Sometimes Ranko shows me what you've gone through. It's like watching T.V. That's how I know you."
"Well that answers one question," Ranma stated. "But that still doesn't tell me why I'm here or how you got stranded on an island."
"Oh yeah. Ranko told me this might happen. When you fought the samurai guy he used a mental killing attack against you that you weren't prepared for. A friend of Ranko's told her what would happen and prepared her for it. By the time that guy beat you Ranko was able to help heal you of it, keeping the both of you alive. Then she took over your body, leaving you in the dreamscape."
"That explains a lot. But what about you? How did you get stranded on a deserted island?" Ranma asked.
"When I was born I was taken from my parents so I don't know who my real parents are. I only know I was born in Japan with Japanese parents."
"Eventually I grew up in a Chinese acrobatic circus where I was trained in acrobatics, breakfall, contortionism and in acrobatic kung fu. I was fairly agile but not very good at close hand to hand combat. The owner of the circus noticed me how pretty I was even though I was only ten years old. He owed the yakusa money so he gave me to them, to pay off his debt."
"The people who bought me were gangsters and slave traders. Sometimes they would kidnap young girls and use them as prostitutes or sell them to other slave traders. Often times the girls would be 'broken in' by being raped repeatedly until their spirit was crushed," Fujiko said with tears.
"Gasp! I can't get over how Fujiko can change the landscape of her dream. I'm practically watching her story unfold right before my eyes. It's shocking what this girl went through. I feel so bad for her."
"Well for years after that, I worked as a prostitute. One day a rich American noticed me. He fell in love with me so he actually wanted to buy me and take me back home with him to America. But those gangsters still wanted me back after taking all that money for me. So they sent some assassins after us. They killed the American I was with and tried to take me back. But I used my acrobatics to get away and jumped into the sea and swam away as a tidal wave brought me to this island," Fujiko explained.
"In my dreams, Ranko visited me, teaching me how to survive on an island, training me in martial arts and so many other useful things. She has learned a lot by going into people's dreams and watching things in her astral form. She also said one day she would help me get off this island."
"Well, I'll do anything I can to help you but I don't know what to do. I've changed places with Ranko so now she's running my body at this point," Ranma said perplexed.
"That's what she told me would happen. Just go back to where you were and desire to see what's going on. If you're like Ranko you'll be able to see what's going on in astral form. When Ranko goes to sleep you can visit her in her dreams."
"If you have any more questions I'll try to help you if I can. It's really great to see you. Maybe you'll be the man of my dreams," Fujiko said dreamily as she seemed to float towards him. "And I ... Oops! Sorry. I didn't mean to be so forward. Ranko told me how you hated it when girls and fiancees shoved themselves down your throat. I like you a lot from what I've seen before and from what I'm seeing now. You're an honorable and kind hearted guy."
"That's all right. I'll get back together with Ranko and try to figure out what we're going to do. Then we'll try to help you after that. So long. We'll meet again," Ranma said with determination as he left her.
"She's such a nice girl, beautiful too. What I really like about her is that she actually listened to me when I accidently touched her instead of jumping to conclusions and blaming me for everything. I'd really like to get to know her better. Oh, what am I thinking? I have too many fiancees as it is. But I'll help this girl as soon as I can."
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While "Ranma" trained in female form she did some tai chi type katas. But instead of ruffly pausing between each one, she did them all in one nonstop fluid motion, using a lot more grace and finesse than Ranma normally did. To Genma such movements seemed effeminate.
"Boy, You've gotten soft," Genma said as he attacked and missed. "Ranma" seemed not to notice the attack, but kept on practicing. Genma attacked again and still missed, but this time with unseen grace and speed "Ranma" nailed Genma with some shiatsu attacks, sending the old man to the ground.
"Ranma" then sang, "Daddy, are you Ok? Are you OK? Are you OK, Daddy? Daddy, are you Ok? Are you OK? Are you OK, Daddy?! Daddy are you OK? You were struck down with some shiatsu. Now you're flat on your back and can't move. I had too much speed, grace and finesse so you missed me. You've been struck by, you've been struck by a smooth martial art!"
"Giggle!"
"You're still acting like a girl and I won't have it!" Genma yelled as he was still on the ground. Before "Ranma" could reply a voice cried out.
"Ranma, prepare to die!"
"Oh, it's Ryoga. What now, pig boy?!"
"You die!" Ryoga jumped over the wall and attacked "Ranma" with fists of fury, missing her at ever turn. "What's going on? Ranma's not even moving. How is he avoiding all my attacks? Is he reading my moves?"
"I know you'll miss me. I know you'll miss me. I know you'll miss me blind, blind!" "Ranma" sang as she dodged.
"Eergh! How dare you mock me, Ranma? I'll kill you for sure!!"
"Uuh. No!" She then hit Ryoga with an NND ki blast. "I doubt ryoga could come up with a force field."
"Aargh. What was that? Fight fair Ranma!" Ryoga groaned. "Shi shi hokadan." A huge unavoidable ball of energy came at "Ranma", larger than Ryoga's usual shi shi hokadan.
"Destroy everything around you, why don't you?" "Ranma" then teleported a few feet behind Ryoga and blasted him with some more NND ki blasts.
"Ungh!" Ryoga moaned as he hit the ground, unconscious.
"You'll never beat me, Ryoga, so don't even try it cuz I'm too bad for ya. Understand?! Aaaaah! I'm bad!" "Ranma" yelled as she struck a pose much like those rappers from America.
Watching from a distance was Cologne. "Son-in-Law's ki signature is off. Where did he learn those techniques? And why is he so comfortable in his cursed form? If I didn't know better I'd think he was born female wit the way he's been carrying himself." Then the amazon elder leaped away.
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Later that night in "Ranma"s sleep, Ranko went to the house Ranma was in. So as not to surprise him, she knocked on the door. "Ranko?" Ranma asked as he opened the door.
"Yes, Ranma, It's me." She moved towards him and gave him a big sisterly hug. He responded to the hug by hugging her back. It was as if they had not seen each other for years.
"Are you okay, Ranma?" Ranko asked. "Have you fully recovered from the Psychic Samurai's attack? I had mental training and my head still hurt after an hour."
"I'm okay. Thanks for helping me out, Sis. Now tell me what's going on," Ranma demanded.
Ranko explained how she was forewarned about the Psychic Samurai and the mental training she went through to prepare for him. And everything else that had happened over the years and how they had gotten to where they were now.
"Yeah, Fujiko explained a lot of that to me," Ranma answered. "I saw the pathway that led me to her. Was that the last person you visited?"
"Yes. I've been training her and teaching her to survive on the island she's on. She's pretty good isn't she? Bet she could take Shampoo or Ukyo," Ranko said proudly.
"Yeah, well, we gotta help her. I feel bad for her alone on that island, especially with what happened to her," Ranma said.
"I agree Ranma, but first things first. There's a way each of us can have the body we want. There's a martial arts master named Toru Gobancho. He knows about our condition and he can help us. He's already trained me in the merge-separation technique. He has also trained me to master the nekoken so I don't fear cats anymore," Ranko explained.
"C-c-c-cats!" Ranma exclaimed with dread. "All right, thats a good idea. I don't like the way I go crazy whenever I'm confronted with those th-things. But what's the merge-separation technique?" Ranma asked.
"Basically we would merge our psyches and then separate them. Our different genders would also separate with you getting the male body and me with the female body," Ranko explained.
"How do I get to this Gobancho Sensei?" Ranma asked. Would it be the same way I got to Fujiko?
"That's right. You catch on fast." Ranko waved her hand and another pathway appeared. "Just follow this pathway; it will take you right to him. But you'll have to wait until tomorrow night. I'll go see him tomorrow and tell him you're on your way."
"All right. We can do it that way. But how did you meet this guy anyway?" Ranma asked.
"He's my boyfriend's great-grandfather and sensei. Maybe you've heard of him. He's the Street Fighter champion, Kumo Gobancho," Ranko said sheepishly.
"Kumo Gobancho, the Street Fighter champion! " Ranma said in surprise. "Did you train him too?"
"Yes. A little, but his most of his power came from the training he got from his great-grandfather," Ranko explained.
"You said he was your boyfriend?" Ranma asked incredulously. "How could that be when you've been in the dreamscape all this time. What are you, the girl of his dreams?"
"Yes, Ranma. I am the girl of his dreams," Ranko said testily. "He has been good to me and he's really nice. Even if I have had as many dream lovers as you have had fiancees, I was able to make up my mind and choose. Unlike some people I know," she said, looking at him with her arms folded across her chest.
"Hey! Let's not talk about that," Ranma said nervously. "Anyway, I saw that fight with Ryoga. How did you shoot off that ki blast? That wasn't the Moko Takabisha. And you teleported as well. I would like to learn that."
"I could take the time to teach you all that. But it won't be necessary. After we merge-separate you'll know and be able to do everthing I can and I'll know and be able to do everything you can do."
"However, my skills tend to be more overall. Your skills are more martial arts and combat oriented. So your martial arts and combat skills will be better than mine. But I'll be able to do everything else better than you."
"So I'll still be the best," Ranma said confidently. "But will I be able to do all the many non martial arts things you do?"
"Yes, you'll be able to do them but only at the basic level and not as well as me. There are other things besides martial arts Ranma," Ranko stated knowingly.
"Really?" Ranma asked sarcastically. "Well if I know all the non martial arts skills you know only at the basic level, that will be fine with me. Besides you'll be a great sparring partner."
"However," Ranko explained. Even though you'll be stronger, I'll be faster. You know how much faster you are when you are in female form, right? So I may be able to beat you up anyway," Ranko said with a smile.
"We'll have to see about that," Ranma said with a smirk. "By the way, since you seem to teach so well, could you teach Akane how to cook?"
"I can try but she's not very teachable," Ranko answered. "What do you see in her anyway? It's not as if you don't have any other options. Akane's very abusive."
"Hey! I said I didn't want to talk about my fiancee mess, alright?" Ranma exclaimed. "Anyway, since you're going to be running things could you be a little less feminine? And some of the songs you were singing. You're really embarrassing me. And don't call Pop, 'Daddy', all right?"
"All right. I'll call our father, "Pop." But what's wrong with my songs?" Ranko asked incredulously. "I only sing a verse or two when the event calls for it."
"All right, but tone it down you also need to know that Cologne saw the fight you had with Ryoga. She looked suspicious. I don't want her or Shampoo messing this up. That goes for anyone else. I've had too many "cures" blow up in my face," Ranma said sadly.
"Okay, Big Brother. I want this to work out as badly as you do. So if it makes you feel better, I'll act like a macho jerk who puts his foot in his mouth," Ranko said with a smirk.
"Now you're talking. Hey!" Ranma said indignantly.
Ranko giggled. "I'm about to be woken up. So I'll leave you with this." "It's strange how things seem to be different when you're living in a dream. It's strange how things seem to be different when you're living in the dream. Living in a dream," Ranko sang as Ranma face faulted.
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AUTHOR NOTES: Thanks for all the reviews.