Standard disclaimer here.


"You didn't have to come with me, Nabiki." Akane sighed, looking to her side at her sister. "I can handle this all by myself."

"Of course you can, baby sister." Nabiki smirked. "I am just along because I want to meet this Yuuko everyone is talking about. Besides," Nabiki scoffed, "someone who can grant wishes has to be seen to be believed."

Akane went red in embarrassment as both girls walked into the courtyard. "It's not like you're helping at school. At least here I might have a chance."

"Welcome, girls." Yuuko smiled from her seat at the porch. "It is a pleasure to finally meet two of those who might wed my knight."

Akane frowned. "Your knight?"

Nabiki tilted her head in question, before she seemed to get what Yuuko was saying. "You mean Ranma. Interesting thing to call a servant."

Yuuko just inclined her head. "That is another matter entirely." She waved her hand and got to her feet, looking at both girls. "This is a shop for those who would have a wish granted. That is, if you are willing to pay the price."

Akane nodded, almost convinced by the sheer aura of the woman. "Well. There is this boy at my school."

Nabiki rolled her eyes, clearly skeptical.

"And?" Yuuko turned around, letting Akane say her piece.

"He's an idiot," Akane growled out. "Him and the rest of the boys at my school are starting to drive me insane. They are trying to attack me at school because they think that beating me will convince me to date them." Clenching her hands, Akane closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Nabiki just stood off to the side and watched Yuuko. The woman tilted her head at the story, and then moved to Akane's side, taking a hand lightly.

"Akane, is it?" Her voice was low and comforting. "I can grant your wish, you wish for them to leave you alone, correct? Perhaps a little bit of payback as well?"

Akane opened up her eyes, and nodded.

Off to the side, Nabiki coughed, "Umm, Miss Yuuko? Mind if I use your bathroom?"

Yuuko waved Nabiki away as she continued to speak with Akane. "Tomorrow, Ranma will meet you at the entrance to your school. He, or she at that point, will have specific directions from me."

Akane tilted her head and frowned. "I don't want that dummy to fight my battles for me."

Yuuko smirked at that. "This will not be a battle so much as a bit of feminine vengeance."

"Huh?" Akane looked at the woman wide eyed.

"You will see." Yuuko went back to her porch, sitting down gracefully. "Now onto my matter of price."

The girl gulped, looking at Yuuko. "What is it?"

"It is rather simple really." Yuuko tilted her head, placing a delicate finger at her mouth. "When you get home tonight, ask for your sister to cut your hair. Take whatever she cuts off, and have it returned to this shop."

"What?" Akane blinked a few times. "That's one of the weirdest prices I have ever heard of."

"It should suffice." Yuuko nodded at Nabiki as she joined her sister. "Tomorrow our deal will be concluded. Until then."

Both Akane and Nabiki bowed politely and began to walk away. They stopped at the entrance when Yuuko called out.

"Nabiki."

Nabiki turned around, ignoring Akane's questioning look. "Yes?"

"Everything has a price. This shop is based on that fact." Yuuko's gaze was steady.

"Of course." Nabiki laughed, taking Akane's arm and walking away.

Yuuko sighed as she watched the two girls leave. Ranma, slightly curious, came to her side, ignoring Maru clinging to his neck. "That was the Tendos eh?"

"Correct." Yuuko turned to Ranma and giggled a moment. "Tomorrow is going to be interesting for you, my knight."

"Wha?" Ranma blinked, confused. "GACK! No biting you little hellion!" Ranma tried to shake off Maru as Moro grabbed onto his leg. "Hey!"


The next day found Ranma sitting down in the living room as Yuuko played with her hair. Maru and Moro where sitting at her feet and giggled occasionally as they watched Ranma complain.

"Why is it every time you say interesting, you mean something that I would never do normally," Ranma asked flatly as her hair was pulled back into an elaborate hairstyle. "I thought you were over the whole dress up thing anyway."

"This is the last time I will have any chance to play with you like this," Yuuko replied as she pulled back another strand of hair. "Let me indulge."

"Humph, my year is going to be up soon, isn't it?" Ranma sighed as she kept herself still. "I still don't know what the heck is up with you girls and dress up."

"Pretty Ranma, Pretty Ranma!" Maru and Moro chanted from their position. Since Yuuko was putting the finishing touches, they had little else to do other than watch.

"In a few months." Yuuko took a step back. "Done, my knight."

Ranma sighed from where she was standing. At least Yuuko hadn't insisted on high heels. The boots she had found instead were solid little things. Ranma only tolerated the dress up this time because Yuuko had asked. No more, no less.

"All right, what is it you want me to do?" Ranma looked at Yuuko. "The sooner I finish, the sooner I can get out of this dress."

Yuuko smiled, handing Ranma a piece of paper. "Follow the directions on this paper. You will find a group of boys in front of the school. They have been attacking a young girl at the behest of another, and she has asked for it to end."

Ranma raised an eyebrow. "Akane, right? She was the only one that came yesterday."

"Correct." Yuuko began to head out. "Normally I would be a little more subtle, but I think this solution will be very satisfying. I want you to put the fear of small, cute, and female in them."

Ranma looked at the paper and back at Yuuko. She then began to smirk.


"I wonder if we can see her panties again this time?" a boy in a hockey mask asked the person next to him.

"Maybe, but she hasn't been using kicks as much recently." The boy in a baseball uniform replied. "I put even money that she manages to keep her skirt down this time. Jiro over there is planning on trying to grab it, but Akane tends to be kinda paranoid about her panties nowadays."

"Yeah, ever since that time she did a high kick and saw the nosebleed she's been really careful," the boy in the hockey mask sighed out.

The other boy, along with the several other guys listening just shrugged. Lining up, they all began to clutch the few weapons they had nervously. Every time they did this, there was always thrill that today would be the day they would finally beat Akane. Of course, the fact that there were about fifty men trying to date one girl by beating her up went over their heads completely.

"Hey, check out the fox," one boy called out. The crowd as a whole shifted in concert at the call.

In front of them was a cute red head in an elaborately embroidered black dress. Her hair was pulled back and out of her face to reveal enticing blue eyes, and there was just the hint of makeup. She was holding a small slip of paper and looking at the crowd with a curious expression. She looked from the crowd to the entrance of the school before smiling brightly. Waving at the few catcalls she got, she trotted out of sight for a moment.

A streetlight, just visible above the wall began to wobble, and with a screech of iron it tilted over and disappeared. The crowd mumbled in confusion.

Those mumbles became a bit alarmed when the red head appeared again, holding the streetlight. It looked like the thing had been ripped out of the ground, and the wires trailed behind it. With a big grin, the girl began to swing the lamppost, causing several boys in the crowd to take a step back. Then, with an ear shattering scream the girl began to charge the group, causing them all to call out in alarm.

The first victim was kicked in the small of the back as he tried to run, causing him to bowl into the boys behind him. The lamppost whistled over all their heads, causing several of the ones that were watching to soil themselves. Several boys began to scream in abject terror, and that terror only increased as the lamppost hit the ground with a loud crunch, burying it in the ground and spraying the downed people with dirt.

In no time at all every boy that had gathered in front of the school was either on the ground, running away, or passed out from fright. The most disturbing part of the whole thing, and what would give plenty of the boys nightmares later, was the smile that the red head had the entire time.

The leader of the group, though, saw none of that; his eyes were only on the red head herself. Right as the last boy was down, he made his move, lunging forward and grabbing the girl in a loving embrace.

"Oh fair maiden! The stars have shined on us today to bring about us together at last!"

"Hands off pervert!" Ranma screeched out, pulling out of his arms and slamming him to the ground. "Oh, you're that ass who couldn't take a hint."

"Fire-tressed beauty, I would date thee," the boy mumbled from his place on the ground.

"Ya know, I think I need to make a special lesson for you." Ranma cracked her knuckles. "Especially since I can guess who's responsible for this."

Akane sighed as she fingered her new hairstyle. When she had asked Kasumi to give her a haircut she hadn't been sure if this was what she had in mind. She looked cute to be sure, but she had liked her long hair. If it would get Kuno off her back though, she would do anything.

As she approached the gate of her school, ready to charge forward to deal with the horde of boys yet again, she spotted a waiting red head. Curious at what Ranma was doing there she made her way to the girl's side, and looked inside where the normal horde of boys usually waited. Instead of a horde of boys, she was treated to what looked like a battlefield.

Bodies where littered everywhere, and a lamppost was sticking up out of the ground in a very akward angle. The absolute kicker was Kuno, the person who had arranged the crowd and challenged her every day. He was tied, with what looked like the tatters of his clothes, upside down to the lamppost. To top it all off, he apparently had pervert repeatedly written out in bruises all over his body.

Akane just looked at Ranma, who looked back innocently. For once in Akane's admittedly short life, she was speechless.