Appreciation
Disclaimer: Characters and setting are the property of Rumiko Takahashi, I'm just borrowing them for a little non-profit fun.
It's delicious fun to watch my Ranma-darling in action and with the recent rumors flying about I've every excuse to indulge myself.
Besides practice seems so pointless these days. I wish for a rematch with the pedestrian Pigtailed girl who fascinates my idiot brother so. None of my opponents since her have had the skill to even make it to the ring.
And so I go to search for challenge and to feast my eyes on the fair form of my beloved. The rooftops beckon and I cannot help but answer the call.
Chaos is the beacon that guides me to the side of my lord. I choose to hold back and admire him for the moment.
My Ranma-sama is in the company of the gypsy Hibiki. They laugh and joke as they spar. I envy them their camaraderie. I had hoped for such a friendship with the pigtailed girl but she stood in the way of my destined love and love knows not right or wrong.
They are marvelous. The laws of gravity fall away from my darling Ranma and he soars. Hibiki is as solid as the earth beneath his feet as he meets Ranma's attacks. I can see how they hold back but it doesn't hide the power inherent in their bodies, in sleek muscles rippling beneath their skin. Watching them quite takes my breath away.
I could have watched them for hours but alas it was not to be. That low class foreign hussy just had to interfere. The purple haired harlot carries a sword today and her target is the eternal wanderer.
The fanged boy had laid aside his weapons to spar with my most adored and is at a disadvantage. Still he claps her blade between his hands and halts its descent.
Base temptress though she is, the Amazon is no slouch when it comes to strength and she has leverage on her side. However Ranma-sama looks more annoyed than worried. His judgment proves true and the gypsy boy twists the sword from the Amazon's hands.
"What is your problem, Shampoo?" my darling Ranma demands.
"Airen no worry, Shampoo get rid of Pervert-Boy!" Presumptuous hussy.
"Ryoga is my friend! That is it. You don't go around trying to kill my friends!"
The lost boy slumps minutely at my Ranma-sama's declaration.
"Airen is much innocent. Is sweet." The hussy shrugs. "No see that pervert boy is obstacle and…"
"Obstacles are for killing. Don't you dare try it Shampoo!" So much fire in such blue eyes and to see it directed at one of those unworthy peasants who dare lay claim to my Ranma-sama, my heart's a flutter.
The foreign serving wench relents but as she leaves she glares at Hibiki with such hate in her eyes that I know that it will only be a matter of time before she takes my love up on his dare. I am quite looking forward to it.
After the purple haired witch is gone that wretched Tendo Akane arrives to plague my beloved.
"Enough is enough Ranma! Pretending to be Ryoga's girlfriend to keep your mom convinced that you're really Ranko is perverted, even for you!" My Ranma's pretending to be a girl? It is obvious she is deluded. I do not understand how he tolerates one such as her around him.
"And do you ever think about poor Ryoga? He's lonely! How will he ever find a real girlfriend if you keep doing things like that?"
The lost boy looks quite yummy when he blushes. Not as delicious as my Ranma-sama, but…
"It wasn't a date!"
"Ukyo saw you!"
"I was in guy form, there was no way she could confuse that with a date!"
Hibiki seems to have a faint greenish aura around him, curious.
"Are you a pervert for goin' to girly movies with Yuki and Sari, Akane? Ryoga is my friend! Him kissin' me was just a silly mistake."
"You kissed Ryoga! You are such a pervert Ranma! I swear, I'm never going to marry someone like you! The engagement is off!"
My life just keeps getting better and better, my Ranma-sama is angry at the foreign hussy and now the peasant Tendo Akane releases him from that awful engagement their fathers forced on my beloved.
The spoiled little Tendo stomps off in a high dungeon while Ryoga looks torn as he glances between her retreating back and my Ranma. "I should tell her it wasn't like that."
"Why bother, the UNCUTE TOMBOY never listens. We fight and I'm picking on you, we hang out together and I'm being a pervert."
My loves needs my comfort after the abuse he has suffered at the hands of that wretched girl! I shall go to him… Oh it's the blind foreigner. Ranma-darling's clothes frequently get torn when they fight, perhaps I should delay in offering sympathy and comfort.
The white robed boy attacks from the shadows without giving warning. I admire that in a person but it isn't enough of an edge to disturb my Ranma. His body flows around the other boy's spear like smoke. Ranma leans back and kicks the spear out of Mousse's hands.
The gypsy looks worried. I don't know why, my Ranma-sama is far too skill to be harmed by the likes of the myopic fighter.
Still as my Ranma closes with him knives appear in the white garbed boy's hands as if conjured by magic. My Ranma evades the blades by the narrowest of margins.
Ooooh! There goes a piece of Ranma-sama's shirt! And there go the knives. A sword. Another sword. A swatch of shirt, YES! Several weighted chains. A bomb. A kitchen sink.
And then it's over. My Ranma delivers more blows than I can count in the space of a heartbeat and the foreign boy is left on the ground, barely capable of holding on to consciousness.
My Ranma turns to leave. Mousse struggles to his feet, he stares at the ground, from his posture his defeat is easily read. "Wo ai ni." I do not understand his words, but his tone is one of surrender. Their effect on my love is startling. Ranma and Ryoga freeze in mid-step and turn back to stare at Mousse. The white clad boy swallows harshly then darts forward and wraps his arms around Ranma-sama's neck then kisses him on the mouth. Is it getting warm in here?
Ryoga is doing that odd glowing thing again.
Ranma recovers from his surprise and pushes Mousse away. Drat, I was hoping for more of a show. "Did I hit ya too hard Duck-boy? It don't matter if I beat ya 'cause you're already trying to kill me and ya can't marry me. We're both guys, you know we're both guys so none of this 'wo ai ni' crap."
"Amazon law says very little about outsiders defeating one of the village's males." Mousse's mouth twists unhappily. "It's not considered a noteworthy accomplishment. The old mummy recognized your worth to the tribe when she began tracking you, Saotome. I can't beat you. I know you won't knowingly bring dishonor on anyone. The only way for Shampoo to escape further loss of face is for you to marry into the Amazons. If you prefer me to Shampoo, Cologne can work with that."
"This is nuts! I ain't marrying a guy. Geeze, what's with everyone?"
An explosion shakes the ground and ruptures a water main.
"Ryoga, you pig, I thought you were my friend!" The cross-dressing serving girl snarls.
My Ranma-sama and the other two boys have disappeared. I have no interest in the antics of my brother's Pigtailed girl or a pig and a duck.
"Ucchan! Don't!"
Where has my love disappeared to? Oh well, I depart in search of my love!