The Three Saotomes

Part 30

Explosion of love!

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Ranma Saotome sat in class and stared at the teacher. He wasn't
really paying attention, and no one seemed to notice or care. He was
blissfully free of any real annoyance, save for a few easily ignored
glares from a few of his classmates. It was a nice feeling to know
that no one would bother you. Kuno was ignoring him completely, and
several boys from the class had still not returned from the morning
attack, causing their girlfriends to glare at him hatefully.

"Shit," he grumbled as he thought about that. "What the hell were
those idiots thinking?" The boys had gotten wind of his injury
apparently, and had taken it upon themselves to gang up on him. It was
the result of a beating the majority of the boys in the school had
gotten after defeating Akane Tendo with his help. Kuno hadn't taken it
well, and he had manipulated the idiots into thinking they could beat
him. His frown became more pronounced at that. "Idiots."

Still, there wasn't much he could do aside from seriously hurting
a few and hoping the rest would get the message. No big deal really.
He wasn't able to take on any of his rivals at the moment, but the
idiot mob was nothing compared to Matin or Xianghua.

The teacher lobbed an eraser at his head for his inattention, and
he caught it idly, placing it on the corner of his desk after peering
at it curiously for a moment. "What is it?"

The man blinked and stared at him for a moment before disregarding
the boy in favor of the lesson. "Never mind Saotome."

"Heh, right."

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"You've found him?" A pair of pink tinged lips spoke into a cell
phone calmly. A woman sitting inside of a limousine, shrouded in
shadows smirked as she felt a warm feeling rush over her body. She was
wearing a business suit with a low cut skirt and dark pantyhose. A
huge round and black hat rested on top of her dark brown hair. She
wore a pair of shades that concealed her eyes from view. After
listening to the reply she nodded to herself calmly. "Furinkan High
you say? Excellent." She closed the phone, folding it in half before
putting it inside of her handbag carefully.

She chuckled to herself as she shifted her legs, uncrossing and
then crossing them again. "Well...it has been a while hasn't it?" She
reached into her purse and removed a small photo. "I've found you at
last."

Placing the worn looking photo back into her bag, she pressed a
small button on the armrest at her side. "Take me to Furinkan High."

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Genryu Saotome paused and shuddered for a moment. He felt a chill
run down his spine and he jerked upright suddenly.

Ukyo blinked and looked at her husband for a moment. "What's with
you?"

"Nuthin," replied the boy as a slightly confused frown crossed his
face. "Feels like someone just walked over my grave, ya know?"

The girl shook her head and went back to the small grill in front
of her. She was selling lunch to the crowd at the moment, and didn't
think much about the boy next to her at the moment.

Genryu had other thoughts. "That feeling..." He'd been around
enough curses and magic to not ignore something like the feeling he'd
just gotten. "Something bad is coming soon." His frowned deepened as
he realized that he'd probably be the one to handle it. Ranma was in
no condition for anything serious at the moment.

As if summoned by the boy's thoughts, Ranma walked up to his
little brother and frowned down at him. "Did you feel that?"

The younger boy nodded slowly. "Yeah, something is comin."

Ranma snorted and shook his head. "Right. It's best not to ignore
that feeling. We should be ready."

Genryu nodded carefully and stared into the crowd.

Ukyo smacked him in the back of his head, ruining the seriousness
of the moment. "What the hell are you two idiots talking about?"

"I just got a bad feeling," grumbled Genryu as he rubbed the back
of his head. "Stupid Uncute Tomboy! Why'd ya hit me?"

"Because you're scaring off my customers! You too! Get lost!"
snapped the girl as she glared at Ranma.

"Huh? Me?" said the older boy dumbly.

"No one is going to come here while you're standing there!
Everyone is avoiding you!" snapped Ukyo.

"Treating your own family so! What would mother say!" said Ranma
with false tears forming in his eyes.

"That I've got good business sense! Scram!" snarled Ukyo as she
pushed him away forcibly.

"Yeah. I know when I'm not wanted," said Ranma as he started
walking away. This caused Ukyo to stumble forward a little, as she
suddenly found no resistance to her shoving. "Genryu, I'll talk with
you about this later on. See ya." The boy waved back at the pair
casually, without looking back at them as he walked off.

"A bad feeling?" she muttered as she turned to stare at Genryu.

"Hey! I know better than to ignore stuff like that!" he retorted
irritably. "Too much bad stuff has happened to me before. I know what
it feels like."

Ranma chuckled to himself as their voices faded as he moved away
from them. The last thing he heard was a familiar clanging sound
followed by an angry girl's voice. "And who the hell are you calling
Uncute!?"

"I guess there's some things he'll never learn," said the older
boy calmly. He paused and stared down at the cane in his hand for a
moment. He was feeling a little light headed and leaned on it heavily.
"Damn..." It took a moment to catch his balance again, but the feeling
passed rather quickly. "Shit. This could get annoying." He continued
on his way, putting just a little more of his weight on the cane than
before.

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Ryoga Hibiki stared forward. His eyes were vacant and simply
stared at the road in front of him as he trudged onward. "Genryu, I
probably won't be able to defeat you...but I must try anyway. My honor
demands it." He sighed and hung his head a little lower as he walked.

After several minutes of trudging onward in silence, he came
across a man pulling a cart along the road.

Ryoga paused and slowly turned his gaze towards the man.

He was a skinny balding man in his late sixties. He stared at the
boy with wide eyes and stepped back slightly.

Ryoga spoke up. "You probably won't be able to help me, but could
you tell me where I can find Furinkan High?"

The old man raised his hand shakily and pointed down the road.
"Tokyo is about a hundred miles that way," he whispered calmly.

"Really? Thanks," muttered Ryoga halfheartedly. "It'll probably
rain before I get there." He looked up at the sky again, ignoring the
endless light blue as he stared directly at a tiny white puff of a
cloud.

The old man shuddered as he watched the boy walk away. "That
boy...I've never seen anyone with eyes so full of despair. It's like
he's a dead man walking!"

The lost boy trudged onward, giving a small humorless chuckle as
he overheard the old man. "Death...might not be so bad after all..."

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Ranma smirked to himself as he stared at the open lot in front of
him. It was little more than a patch of dirt. However, the tiny old
man sitting in the middle of the lot hummed to himself cheerfully. He
had a small fire going, and was holding a stick with a sweet potato on
it into the flame. "Hey Grandpa."

"Eh?" muttered the diminutive man as he turned to look up at the
boy. "Ranma! How've you been boy?" Happosai cheerfully turned back to
his potato as the boy walked up to his side.

"Fine I guess," replied Ranma as he stared at the man's food.
"Making a snack?"

"Good food makes for a sound body," said Happosai cheerfully. "I'd
offer you some, but I'm a growing boy you see..."

"Ha! Still as greedy as always I see," said Ranma in amusement.

"Come for training have you?" said Happosai as he turned the
potato over a few times.

"You offered didn't you?" replied Ranma wryly.

"Hmmm. So I did. You've got quite a problem though," said Happosai
as he turned his head to look at the cane in the boy's grip.

"Yeah, quite the crutch so to speak," said Ranma with his smirk
fading slightly.

"We'll see what we can do about that," said Happosai. "What I need
to know boy, is exactly when you died, and when you were planning on
telling everyone you were dead?"

Ranma blinked at this and said nothing for a moment. "I..."

"Come on boy, out with it," said Happi calmly.

"It's not the same as being dead," said Ranma as he turned his
head away slightly. "I'm just...not in here anymore."

"Hmmm," said Happosai as he nodded. "I don't know much about that
technique of yours I'm afraid. It shouldn't be too difficult to fix
though."

"Fix? It's not something you can 'fix' old man," said the boy
indignantly. "I'm not dead...I'm just..."

"Not alive?" quarried Happosai.

"I am! I can feel, I can breathe, I can even have children!" said
Ranma with a heavy snort as he turned his back on the old man.

"Can you?" asked Happosai as he seemed to think about this a bit
more.

"It's hard to explain what it's like..." said Ranma as all the
anger flooded away from his face at once. "It's sort of like I'm
driving my body... I've just got to keep it charged up is all..."

"So, you're a vampire then?" asked Happosai as he stared at the
boy with wide eyes.

"No!" snapped Ranma. He paused and thought about it.
"Well...kinda...yeah. I guess I am in a way. I just take energy from
somewhere other than blood. I kinda overheated my engine a bit
though." He patted his chest a few times and sat down next to the old
man with a smirk on his face.

"Humph! The body is not a machine!" snapped Happosai.

"Just an analogy," said Ranma defensively. "Don't get all mad at
me!"

"I suppose it's a start..." said Happosai as he sighed and pulled
his potato out of the fire. He lit his pipe and puffed on it a few
times for a moment. "I guess we should get started then."

"Right," said Ranma with a small shrug.

"Okay boy, it's time to begin then!" Happosai jumped to his feet
and started walking out of the lot.

Ranma blinked as the old man turned the corner and vanished. He
simply sat there and waited for a moment. Nothing happened for several
seconds. He smiled to himself and reached out to touch the abandoned
sweet potato. He had no intention of eating it; he didn't even like
them to be perfectly honest. No sooner than his finger came to within
a half inch of the potato...

Happosai burst around the corner and quickly dashed over to the
boy's side. "Right after I finish my lunch!" He snapped up the potato
and started to eat it cheerfully.

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Ranma blinked as he looked down at the diminutive old man and
smiled. "A bathhouse?"

"That's right boy, we've got to get you back into shape!" said
Happosai cheerfully as they stood behind the building. There were
several windows just below the roof of the building.

"Okay, I'm game," replied the boy with a shrug.

"Come on, this should get your blood flowing!" said Happosai
cheerfully as he jumped up to one of the ledges. It was small, but he
was short enough to crouch down and peer inside without hanging on.

Ranma shrugged his shoulders and jumped up, performing a pull up
to peer inside with the old man. "What's the point of this, besides
the obvious I mean?" said Ranma as he grinned and peered at the nude
women inside.

"You've got to exercise that muscle of yours," said the old man as
he turned his head and smiled at him. "This should get your heart rate
up!"

Ranma nodded and continued to watch the women bathe inside. His
father would have made him run a few laps or something to accomplish
the same thing; more like a few hundred or so. He turned towards the
old man again. "Okay. I guess it's working a bit."

"See anything you like?" asked the old man cheerfully.

"That one is pretty nice," replied Ranma as he pointed out a
particularly well endowed woman in her mid twenties.

"True, there are a lot of younger ones as well," said Happosai
thoughtfully. Several young girls were inside the room as well.

"Yeah, I can appreciate that as well," said the boy as he searched
the room over and picked out a few older teens that weren't quite as
developed. "Still, something has to be said for a fully developed
woman."

"I agree, there's more life in the younger ones though," said
Happosai.

"Not as much experience though," pointed out Ranma.

"That's true as well," said Happosai.

Ranma pointed towards a girl of about thirteen. "She'll be cute
when she's older."

Happosai nodded. "It's already pretty apparent. A shame she's
still a little young though."

"Wonder how long till they notice us?" asked the boy.

The old man smiled at him cheerfully. "We'll see."

"Then the chase starts right? That's fun too!" said Ranma with a
knowing smirk.

"I knew I liked you for a reason boy!" quipped Happosai.

"EEEK! Perverts!" cried a voice from within the room.

"Here we go!" said Ranma cheerfully.

They remained still, watching as the women scrambled around the
room. It was enjoyable to say the least. The women were all running or
diving into the water, throwing things at the closed window. Watching
them run was an experience in itself.

After about two minutes of this, a few of the women had managed to
dress themselves at least partially and were starting to emerge from
the front of the building, armed with various mops and other cleaning
utensils.

"Time to go!" said Ranma cheerfully.

The pair dashed off, with the women and girls in hot pursuit.

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The chase was fast paced and frantic. The women were lobbing
anything they could at the pair, and several others had joined the
pair in the street. That was mostly due to Happosai stopping to grope
anyone who caught his eye whenever he could.

Ranma was a bit more subdued and concentrated on running alone. He
was very aware of how his body was reacting to the chase. So far he'd
had no trouble and was enjoying himself.

The pair turned into an alley between several homes and the mob
was lost for a moment. Happosai jumped up to the windows and the
clothes lines that hung there. He cheerfully plucked a few of the
panties and bras hanging there off and stuffed them into a sack.
"What? Don't you want some?" he said as he noticed Ranma standing
below him.

"Nah. That's your thing," replied the boy with a cheerful grin. He
hopped up next to the man and jumped over a few windows skillfully.
"This is more my thing. Hi how's it goin?"

The nude woman was in the act of getting dressed when she turned
her head and stared at the boy waving at her from her windowsill.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

"Oops. Gotta go!" said the boy as he noticed the mob react to the
scream from the street outside. He winked at her and jumped away,
landing on the pavement in a run again.

The woman blinked and looked down at herself for a moment.
"Hey...he was kinda cute..."

"Hotcha!" said Happosai as he appeared in her window and leered at
her for a second before dashing off.

"AAAAAAAHHHH!" cried the woman in revulsion.

Happosai quickly caught up with Ranma and chuckled as he bounced
along.

The boy blinked and slowed suddenly. "Uh-oh. Game's over old man."

"Eh?" said Happosai as he turned in mid jump and watched as Ranma
stopped suddenly. He slammed into a wall that he hadn't seen. It was
blocking the street and he shook his head for a moment. "Oh..."

The crowd of women surrounded Ranma as he sat on the ground.
"Whoa, that was interesting. Hi." He grinned at them all and they
glared at him with their makeshift weapons held ready. "Boy. This is
going to suck."

Happosai was hidden away behind several trashcans as the women
beat on his student. "Oh Ranma! You've made me so proud! Sacrificing
yourself so that I could get away!" Tears filled his eyes as he
watched and did nothing. It was good for the boy; he would build up a
lot of stamina that way.

Ranma was taking a rather nasty beating. He wasn't screaming in
pain or anything, but it was still rather brutal. A few of the women
had already backed off by this point.

He was lying on the ground covered in scratches and bruises at
this point. "Ouch."

"Pervert!" snapped one of the more upset women as she kicked him
in his balls.

Ranma reacted to this and rolled over onto his back, clutching
himself in pain. "Heh. It was worth the peek pretty lady."

The woman flushed, partially out of embarrassment, but mostly in
anger at the boy's audacity. "You pig!" She kicked him in the chest,
but there wasn't too much heat in it.

The crowd started to disperse and left him lying there.

After several moments, Happosai appeared next to the boy and
sighed. "Well boy, they really did a number on you. You didn't have to
stop though."

"I'd have collapsed in a short time if I didn't," replied the boy
with a small chuckle. "My heart got quite a workout though. Thanks old
man," replied the boy with a slightly pained chuckle as he sat up.
"I'd have kept this up all day if I could have."

"That's the spirit boy!" said Happosai cheerfully.

"So, now what?" asked Ranma as he pulled himself up to his feet
and grabbed the discarded cane from a small puddle. He wiped it off a
little and leaned on it as he stood up.

"We should get something to eat now!"

"Sure thing," replied the boy cheerfully. He started walking after
the old man and felt his strength returning to him slowly.

"I know a place!" cried Happosai as he bounced away.

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Ranma grinned at the old man as he sat in a booth with him. There
was a bottle of sake between them, and a modest meal. The partially
nude women who were feeding them helped him relax even more. They
fawned over him and the old man.

"Bwahahahahahahaaaa!" cried Happosai as he nuzzled the naked
breasts of one of the strippers. She grinned at him with her disgust
barely hidden away.

"Hey, we're gonna pay right? I kinda might wanna come back here,"
said Ranma as he looked at the old man for a moment.

"Don't be stupid boy! Of course we are!" said Happosai. "This
isn't some run down yakitori! I'm a regular here!"

"Oh. Cool," said the boy as he smirked at the old man and let one
of the girls use her chopsticks to put some of the beef from one of
the plates into his mouth.

The woman giggled at him and kissed him on the cheek. Ranma noted
a few more of the girls were hanging off of him than the old man.
"Hey! I ain't the only one paying here! Give my grandpa some attention
too!" He shoved a few of them towards Happosai and they reluctantly
complied.

Happosai had tears of joy in his eyes. He had at last found his
true heir! If only he could find a way to rid the boy of his problem,
he'd ensure the continuation of the school for generations!

"What's after this?" asked Ranma cheerfully.

"Hmmmm...It's unfortunate that you're still in school...we could
always go to the locker rooms if I could train you during the day."

Ranma blinked at this. "What are you kidding?"

"Eh?" said Happosai as his head jerked around to the boy.

"There's a volleyball tournament at the school tonight! I know
when all the sports teams will be having matches!" said the boy
cheerfully.

"Oh Ranma! You've made me so proud!" said Happosai as he burst
into tears again. He nuzzled his head into one of the stripper's chest
and she twitched slightly. "Comfort me!"

The woman patted him on the back somewhat reluctantly, but didn't
shove him off. He was a good customer after all.

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"Shhhh," said Happosai as he peeked around the corner to the
girl's locker room and found it empty. He hopped inside and searched
around. "The coast is clear!"

"Course it is. They're all in the gym playing ball right now,"
said the boy as he strolled in casually.

Happosai bounced into the room and froze in horror. Every one of
the lockers had a padlock on it. "Oh no!"

Ranma blinked at this and looked at the man for a moment. "What's
the problem?"

"They've imprisoned all the silky darlings! How could they be so
cruel? Don't worry my babies! I shall free you!" He bounced up to one
of the lockers and began to tug on the lock rather pathetically.

Ranma tapped him on the shoulder and sighed. "Step aside old man."

"Eh?" replied Happosai dumbly.

"Heh, they've all got key locks on them. That's good, this would
be harder if they'd used combination locks." He pulled a pin out of
his hair and smiled at the old man for a moment.

"Why are you wearing that?" asked Happosai.

"Always be prepared," replied Ranma as he quickly picked the lock
and popped it open. "Man, they didn't even get the good key locks. I
might have had a bit more trouble with a tumbler."

"Quickly! To work boy! We've got to free as many of the silky
darlings as we can!" cried Happosai as he quickly pilfered what he
wanted out of the locker.

Ranma nodded at this and almost did a double take at the inside of
the locker. "Whoa!" Sitting partially hidden inside the back was a
photo of a naked Akane in the bath. He plucked it out and stared at it
for a moment. It actually had a lipstick mark on it. "Heh. Well, I'd
hate to disappoint one of your fans, Akane." He put it back and turned
to the next locker.

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The lockers were now all cleared and Ranma smiled in satisfaction
as he watched Happosai cheerfully hug his huge sack of gym shorts and
underwear.

"Come on! Quickly boy!" chimed the old man.

"Huh? What we're leaving?" said the boy as he stared at him.

"Course we are!" said Happosai dumbly. "What do we have to wait
for?"

Ranma shrugged. "We could always hide and wait for the girls to
come back and change."

Happosai paused and blinked at this. "Another chase?"

"Nah, the point of this time is not to get caught," said the boy
cheerfully.

"An empty locker?" asked Happosai dumbly.

Ranma shook his head. "That's the first place they'll look."

"Where then?" said Happosai as he grinned at him.

Ranma merely pointed at the ceiling tiles above them. They were a
flimsy cardboard like substance that hid the real ceiling from view.

Within moments the pair was sitting on the wall between the locker
room and the showers. They were hidden away by the pseudo ceiling and
had a good view through the various cracks of the aged material.

"Ingenious!" gasped Happosai as the girls started to enter the
room. They were sweaty and chattering amongst themselves.

Happosai was riveted to the scene with drool coming out of his
mouth as he watched. The girls were showering on one side, and
changing on the other. It didn't take the girls long to figure out
they'd been robbed. The reaction was short lived though, they were
somewhat used to it by this point.

"I was sure those locks would work!" cried one of them angrily.

Ranma noticed that she was the one with the photo of Akane in her
locker. She was a young blue haired girl with a nice figure. He
smirked as she checked for the photo when no one was watching and
breathed a sigh of relief after she found it.

"Heh. Not bad Akane," he said to himself.

"Akane? Where!?" whispered Happosai in excitement.

"She's not here. Just thinking to myself," replied the boy calmly.
He wasn't all that interested in the goings on below him any longer.
He did have to stop Happosai from bursting into the room at several
points and held the old man tightly in his grip with his hand over his
mouth. Happosai put up a minimal struggle though. Ranma let him
continue to watch until all the girls had left the room.

The pair jumped down from the ceiling and looked at each other for
a moment. "Well, that was fun!" said Ranma.

"I think that's enough for today though," said Happosai as he
patted his bag of undies. "I've got to go sort through my new panties
and add to my collection!"

"What do you do with doubles?" asked Ranma as he appeared to think
about it for a moment. "I mean, you must have more than one of a few
pair."

"Heh. How little you know boy! Each silky darling is a new
adventure in itself!"

"Hey. Whatever floats your boat old man!" replied the boy with a
shrug.

The door in front of them started to open and Happosai and Ranma
froze.

The team had returned back into the locker with the coach for an
after game meeting. Thinking quickly, Ranma hooked his foot under
Happosai and kicked him out the window. The old man yelped in
surprise, but landed on his feet.

Ranma found himself backing away as they entered the room. There
was no way he'd make it to the window himself. He spotted an unopened
locker behind himself and quickly ducked inside.

"What was that noise?" asked one of the girls as she noticed the
door move. "Hey! There's someone in there!"

There was a collective screech.

Ranma closed his eyes and slumped down against the door. A group
of angry girls opened the door and he fell forward onto the ground,
appearing to be out cold.

"Eek! Pervert!" cried one of the girls angrily.

"He's all beat up!" pointed out one of the other girls.

"Hey! I know that guy!" said another one of the girls.

"Isn't that the guy Akane's trying to kill?"

"Yeah! Ranma Saotome! He's dangerous!" squealed someone.

"Step aside!" growled the coach. She wasn't exactly a beautiful
woman, but she wasn't mannish either. She had short cut gray hair and
a somewhat stocky build to her. She glared down at the fallen boy for
a moment and picked him up by the back of his shirt. "You'd better
have a good reason for being here."

Ranma was glaring at her in what appeared to be disgust. "Stupid
old man."

Everyone blinked at this.

"Why are you in here?" snapped the coach.

"I was fightin some old guy who was robbing the place. He got
lucky and shoved me in there last I remember," snorted Ranma as he
returned her harsh glare.

"How did you know he was here?" snapped one of the girls.

"I followed him, he's been stealin panties and stuff," replied the
boy calmly. "Can I go now? I hurt all over."

Remarkably, his story flew. He looked beat up enough from the last
mob of girls he'd run into.

The coach put him down and stepped aside with a confused frown. He
strolled out of the room unobstructed and walked out the door. As soon
as he was outside, he pushed himself against the wall with is eyes
wide and gasped as he clutched his chest. "Man, that was close!"

"Ranma! You're alive!" cried Happosai as he bounced over to the
boy. "Good job!"

The boy nodded and started to stagger away. "Come on, let's get
out of here!"

Happosai bounced away cheerfully.

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Ranma stared at Akane as she frowned at him and punched again.
"Come on you jerk!"

"I'm a bit out of it today, sorry Akane," he replied with a small
shrug. "I told you I'd be training with that old man today."

Akane frowned at this and pushed her attack a bit harder. Ranma
grabbed her chest almost lazily, but a bit slower than normal as he
shoved her back, making sure to get a good squeeze in while he did it.
"You're still rough with those punches Akane."

"Damn," grumbled the girl as she fell on her rear and rubbed at
her breast in irritation. "I'll beat you yet!"

"Yeah, yeah. That's enough for tonight though. Go home and get
some rest," replied the boy as he turned away from her.

She snorted in disgust and relaxed her stance. He walked towards
the house and opened the door. Akane was right behind him, she was
scowling angrily and turned her head away from him as she walked
directly behind him.

"I had no idea you were still living here Mrs. Saotome! It's so
nice to see you again!" said a feminine voice from inside. "I checked
with the school, but it seems no one was there when I arrived. I was a
little too late."

"That's all right, I'm sure my family will be happy to hear you're
back in town dear!" said Nodoka.

Ranma had frozen in mid step and Akane almost walked into his
back. "Huh?"

"It can't be!" muttered the boy with an unreadable gaze on his
face.

"What the hell?" grumbled Akane irritably.

"Oh Ranma! Finished training?" said his mother as she stood up to
greet him.

"Ranma!" cried the woman who stood up next to the boy's mother
with a smile on her face. "Wow! You've grown so much!"

"Midori..." muttered Ranma as he stared at her.

"Yeah! Nice to see you too! How have you been? It's been a long
time, Ranma. You never came to visit."

Akane looked at the woman for a moment. She had her hair pulled up
in a tight bun on top of her head and was dressed in a business suit.
"Who?"

"Who is this girl?" asked Midori cheerfully.

"That's Akane. She's my son's student!" said Nodoka cheerfully.

Ranma had said nothing and merely stared at the girl.

"Well, aren't you going to say anything?" replied the girl as she
walked over to him and touched his chest with her fingers lightly.
"It's been so long handsome."

Ranma looked down at her hand and then back up at her face again.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHH!!"

Akane blinked as the boy turned away and ran into the yard at a
full sprint. He bounced over the wall and vanished into the streets of
Nerima.

"What the hell?" She stared at the girl for a moment in confusion.

"He still likes me!" said Midori cheerfully.

"Such a shy son I have," commented Nodoka to herself.

Not sure of what else to say, Akane blinked and turned towards the
door. "I'll see you tomorrow night Auntie."

Nodoka nodded and smiled at her. "Tommorow then Akane."

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Ranma was huddled inside a cement pipe in a construction yard
mumbling to himself in horror. "Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!" His heart
was racing and he was gasping badly. "She's found me!"

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TBC...