Ranma returned to Ranko's room to find her lying on her futon, a blanket draped over her and reaching up to her neck with a pillow beneath her head, her eyes closed, her face a serene picture of innocence. Ranma grew a small smile as he dropped down to his knees and reached out to trace his finger across the delicate skin that was her cheek, her eyes remained shut and she didn't even stir.
"I would rather not have to take you to hell before your time Ranko but if things continue like this then I'll have no choice" Ranma sighed as he lowered his head and delivered a small kiss onto her forehead. When he pulled back he so a small smile adorning Ranko's face.
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Nabiki opened her laptop and once it was fully loaded she pulled up her still active cameras, each one displaying empty rooms apart from the kitchen where Kasumi was finishing cleaning it.
'Now let's see just what I can find out about you Ranma' Nabiki mused, she started to rewind the cameras to view earlier events in the day, she soon found what she was looking for, on one of her outside cameras was Ranma wheeling Ranko home before been intercepted by Kasumi, she hit play and watched the events unfold as Ranma revealed his true nature.
Her entire body stiffened, fear coursing through her body, her heart pounding, her flesh turning pale. Her eyes widening further as she watched the clip over and over and over again.
"A Devil?" Nabiki gasped, only now realizing just how over her head she was, but soon the shallow part of her took hold and began considering how the appearance of a demon could benefit her.
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A scarlet light began to glow brightly within a small street corner, behind a small collection of bins, the light faded and a brunette adolescent girl rose out from behind the bins. She stepped out, her legs shaking violently before causing her to fall to her knees and gasp in pain.
Her attire only consisting of a black thong and some bandages to hide her breasts white still exposing her cleavage, her hair fell freely about her, highlighting her visible curves, unbound by any material. She stumbled back to her feet and began to head in the direction of the Tendo Dojo, feeling Ranma's power and following it.
'I have to find Ranma…if I can explain the situation…I may gain my freedom' Ukyo mentally cried as she dragged her body in the direction of which she could feel the powerful output of demonic manna.
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Ranma's head shot round to face the open window, his gaze narrowing as he sensed powerful magic in the form of a teleportation spell. He moved to the window and leapt out of it and began to move to leave the Tendo compound to locate the source of the power and ensure that it was of no threat to Ranko and if it was then he would destroy it with extreme prejudice.
The night air caressed his skin and brought comfort to him as he exited the compound, turning to head in the direction of where he had felt the spell only to bump into a small frame, he glanced down to see a young girl wearing next to nothing fall back from the force of the impact, landing on the hard ground and falling unconscious, his gaze narrowed as he recognised the girl before him.
"Ukyo, what're you doing here?" Ranma questioned the unconscious before lowering himself to pick her up before heading back into the Tendo estate.
'Just what are you up to now mother?' Ranma mused, his mental tone traced with venom.
A/N I am really, really sorry this is so short but I have writers block concerning this fic, so any suggestions of ideas you have will be GREATLY appreciated, plz review and I am sorry I took so long to update this fic.