Ranma; Of Lesser
Chapter 1
"Of lesser Introductions"
Ranma casually made her way up to the bar, deciding if she was going to hiding out here for a while, she may as well patronize it. "A Calpico would really hit the spot, Mr. Bartender," Ranma's advanced Anything Goes martial arts aquasexual technique; 'the cornered minx' yet again didn't fail the redhead, as her big cutesy eyes and her sudden diabetic inducing countenance won her the drink of choice on the house. After receiving her can, Ranma blinked when she heard a groan from the other bar patron's direction, and turned to see the other girl looking at her with peculiar observance. The foreign girl realized that her attention was being returned, and snorted in disgust before turning away, "You don't feel an ounce of shame doing that, do you?" "Well, if you got it...." Ranma let the sentence hang with a smirk on her lips before the can reached them.
"I'm glad one of us has more going for them than dignity," mumbled the flaxen haired young lady as she studied the surface of the bar closely. "Now what is that supposed to mean," Ranma demanded, her face flushing as red as her hair, she knew an insult when she heard one, even if she wasn't sure what it meant. "Oh, nothing, don't listen to the rants of a useless ol' girl like me," the other girl's voice was low and sullen, with more than a bit of bitterness and contempt for herself soaking it. Ranma stared dumbfounded at the other girl for a minute before she turned to the bartender, when she realized he wasn't going to get anymore of a response.
"Betja don't believe in magic, huh?" Ranma was a bit startled when the girl started to speak to her again, but deadpanned her reply, "Like I have a reason not to." The girl continued, ignoring the redhead's sarcasm, "Been walking all around the world, look'n for a cure to my problems, when lucky me, I hear of a place that could help me out." "What type of problem is that," Ranma asked, totally confused by the sudden openness being displayed. "A place with some supposed magic, something in the springs that turns you into whatever died in them." Ranma stared incredulously at the flaxen haired girl, "don't tell me, you got a Jusenkyo curse?" The other girl snorted, "Ha, I wish, unfortunately the springs were destroyed a while back by some big fight that was in the.... how did you know about Jusenkyo?" "Uh, well, It's a... long story," Ranma stammered, not wanting to reveal her curse to a total stranger, "but why in the world would you want to go there anyway? That place is dangerous!" The other girl's whisper was hardly audible, which caused Ranma to prompt her newfound associate to speak clearer, "I want to be a woman again."
"Hmm? So you have some other curse on you or something," Ranma's enquired, and then upended her drink over the other girl. Furious, the strawberry blonde girl shot out of her seat and threw a punch at the other girl, one that Ranma barely dodged in time. "Whoa, she's fast!" Ranma thought to herself, "barely even saw her move." The other girl blinked when she realized she missed, but brushed that thought aside to make room for her righteous anger, "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!?!?" "Uh, I wanted to see what you turned into, s'all.... waitaminute..." Ranma put the clues together and came up with the full puzzle, "YOU FOUND A CURE FOR YOUR CURSE?!?!?" Unfortunately, all those pieces were hammered into incorrect parts to make a picture that wasn't quite what was on the box. Sitting back down, the other girl dropped back into her black mood before replying half heartedly, disregarding the slight shame face of attacking another person with only a small provocation despite their athletic countenance, "No, dumbass, I still have my curse, I went to Jusenkyo to find the spring of drowned girl, because I hoped it would help counter the problem with me being barren. I mean, I'm not a whole woman anymore, and that was my only chance."
"Uh, I guess, whatever," Ranma responded before he could get anymore confused, and asked the bartender for some hot water. Being Nerima, all residents happen to have a steaming kettle handy for such occasions; it's now even noted for visitors to do the same in the Visiting Nerima Guidebook. After giving his thanks, Ranma poured the liquid over himself before turning towards the way out, "Nice meet'n ya, even if you were kinda depressing...." The now male Ranma turned to see the look on the girl's face, a mixture of bewilderment, shock, and a bit of disappointment. Ranma snapped his fingers in realization, "Oh, right, not from Nerima..." forgetting the fact that she had known about Jusenkyo anyhow.
"Y-you... you've been to Jusenkyo," whispered the girl with a little awe, then snapped back to reality with a realization at what she was presented, "PLEASE! Do you know anywhere else I may get the water from the spring of drowned girl?" "Uh, sorry, I... kinda destroyed all the springs by accident in a fight, you see, and, um...." Ranma stepped back a bit into a casual defensive stand as he felt the rising anger and fierce battle aura start from the strawberry blonde, and blinked as it winked out suddenly. "Musta been some fight..." mumbled the girl, "I guess I can't blame ya, as long as the fight was important for something," she figured she was right on the dot when a darkened look flashed across the pigtailed boy's face.
"I... gotta go," curtly responded Ranma, and as he was about to take a step, the door to the bar flew open, and in it's breach stood a wet, smelly, and thoroughly pissed Akane, holding an equally wet, twice as smelly, and just as righteously pissed pet pig. "Ranma... if you knew what I had to go through looking for you.." Akane's voice dropped, leaving more than enough hint with the deadly calmed tone of her voice the implications for said hunt. "Uh, well, I can explain, A-Akane..." Ranma noticed that Akane didn't care for an explanation, she just wanted to find how far beyond Ranma's pain threshold he could go before he blacked out. The Pigtailed boy decided to accept his punishment, "Hey, are those new shoes you're wearing?"
Akane blinked and looked down, "Huh? I've had these shoes for ages" Before she could look back up, she felt a breeze blow right by her, "OH NO RANMA! GET BACK HERE AND WELCOME DEATH LIKE A MAN!" With that, the girl with jet-black hair chased after her fiancée.
"Been pretty quiet lately, eh Tendou?" Genma stated over their game of shogi. "Why yes, it has been a positively pleasant few weeks. It was a stroke of genius to purchase that mood stabilizing pendant for Akane at the cursed curio shop." "You think that may be a problem, Tendou? I mean the side effects he mentioned, though he didn't believe in that sort of thing..." "Never fear Saotome, it may leave my daughter an emotional cripple and autistic, but finally her temper will be controlled enough for Ranma to realize he loves her, and our houses will be joined!" Soun took out a couple of victory fans and smiled brightly at the proclamation. "I mean the problem with it affecting her ability to bear children," Genma said calmly as he slid another game piece into place. Soun blinked a couple of times as the information sunk in, then burst into tears, "OH NO! MY DAUGHTER WILL NEVER HAVE CHILDREN AGAIN! OUR UNITED SCHOOL WON'T SURVIVE ANOTHER GENERATION! WAAAAAHHH" Genma took advantage of his friend's melodramatic waterworks display to strategically arrange a more favorable and equal (although more equal for him) game.
"Tendou, you hear that? Sounds like someone chanting... is Kasumi doing her 'Hail Marys' again?" Just as suddenly as his fit started, Soun dismissed his unbecomingly display, "Hmm? I don't believe she does that at this time of day. I really wish she would switch back to Shinto religion, it would break her mother's heart to find one of her daughters worshiping Western Theology..." The Chanting started getting closer, and now was able to be made out...
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Ranma jumped over the wall surrounding the dojo, hoping that Akane would be slowed down enough for him to find another hiding spot. Unfortunately, Akane had finally mastered using her ki to power her jumps, allowing her to keep up with Ranma. "I'm tell'n ya it ain't my fault you uncute, unfeminine..." "THEN WHY WERE YOU GETTING THAT FOREIGN FLOOZY DRUNK??" Screamed Akane as she pulled another mallet from hammer space and hurled it at Ranma. Let it be known that Akane has a healthy imagination and can make the best possible explanation out of any presented situation; people swear she's a comedy genius for that talent. The pigtailed boy deftly dodged it and was about to reply, as he felt a shadow descend upon him...
"RANMA! PREPARE TO DIE!!!" Cried Ryoga as he descended with his umbrella aimed downward towards Ranma's skull. The pigtailed boy twisted in the air and out of the way of Ryoga's blow, "Hey, Mr. P, that was quick! Didn't expect you to get to hot water, then find us again for at least a few weeks." "SHUT UP RANMA! You'll pay for what you put Akane through today!" Ryoga swung wide at Ranma's chest, only to find his opponent almost seemed to disappear from the attack and a good distance away. "Aw, common Piggy, it's not like I meant to do it or anything..." Ranma was forced to bend back away from a mallet that almost grazed his cranium; Akane's aim was getting better. "QUIT PICKING ON POOR RYOGA!" Yelled Akane as she readied another mallet for launch. Ranma was standing in an awkward position as Ryoga advanced for the kill. Before Ranma could react, a reddish-brown and khaki streak intercepted Ryoga and slammed him into the perimeter wall, causing it to crumble onto the boy.
"Two against one, isn't very fair now. Why don't we add one more so we can play nice and even?" asked the flaxen haired girl from the bar, wearing her trademark burnt red suede bomber jacket and slightly oversized khaki colored military pants.
Ranma developed the 'Cornered Minx' technique for specific use with his curse form. Ranma's philosophy on the move is as a minx is cornered, it will use any means at its disposal to gain an advantage, which would include acting sickeningly cute to get what you want.
Chapter 1
"Of lesser Introductions"
Ranma casually made her way up to the bar, deciding if she was going to hiding out here for a while, she may as well patronize it. "A Calpico would really hit the spot, Mr. Bartender," Ranma's advanced Anything Goes martial arts aquasexual technique; 'the cornered minx' yet again didn't fail the redhead, as her big cutesy eyes and her sudden diabetic inducing countenance won her the drink of choice on the house. After receiving her can, Ranma blinked when she heard a groan from the other bar patron's direction, and turned to see the other girl looking at her with peculiar observance. The foreign girl realized that her attention was being returned, and snorted in disgust before turning away, "You don't feel an ounce of shame doing that, do you?" "Well, if you got it...." Ranma let the sentence hang with a smirk on her lips before the can reached them.
"I'm glad one of us has more going for them than dignity," mumbled the flaxen haired young lady as she studied the surface of the bar closely. "Now what is that supposed to mean," Ranma demanded, her face flushing as red as her hair, she knew an insult when she heard one, even if she wasn't sure what it meant. "Oh, nothing, don't listen to the rants of a useless ol' girl like me," the other girl's voice was low and sullen, with more than a bit of bitterness and contempt for herself soaking it. Ranma stared dumbfounded at the other girl for a minute before she turned to the bartender, when she realized he wasn't going to get anymore of a response.
"Betja don't believe in magic, huh?" Ranma was a bit startled when the girl started to speak to her again, but deadpanned her reply, "Like I have a reason not to." The girl continued, ignoring the redhead's sarcasm, "Been walking all around the world, look'n for a cure to my problems, when lucky me, I hear of a place that could help me out." "What type of problem is that," Ranma asked, totally confused by the sudden openness being displayed. "A place with some supposed magic, something in the springs that turns you into whatever died in them." Ranma stared incredulously at the flaxen haired girl, "don't tell me, you got a Jusenkyo curse?" The other girl snorted, "Ha, I wish, unfortunately the springs were destroyed a while back by some big fight that was in the.... how did you know about Jusenkyo?" "Uh, well, It's a... long story," Ranma stammered, not wanting to reveal her curse to a total stranger, "but why in the world would you want to go there anyway? That place is dangerous!" The other girl's whisper was hardly audible, which caused Ranma to prompt her newfound associate to speak clearer, "I want to be a woman again."
"Hmm? So you have some other curse on you or something," Ranma's enquired, and then upended her drink over the other girl. Furious, the strawberry blonde girl shot out of her seat and threw a punch at the other girl, one that Ranma barely dodged in time. "Whoa, she's fast!" Ranma thought to herself, "barely even saw her move." The other girl blinked when she realized she missed, but brushed that thought aside to make room for her righteous anger, "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!?!?" "Uh, I wanted to see what you turned into, s'all.... waitaminute..." Ranma put the clues together and came up with the full puzzle, "YOU FOUND A CURE FOR YOUR CURSE?!?!?" Unfortunately, all those pieces were hammered into incorrect parts to make a picture that wasn't quite what was on the box. Sitting back down, the other girl dropped back into her black mood before replying half heartedly, disregarding the slight shame face of attacking another person with only a small provocation despite their athletic countenance, "No, dumbass, I still have my curse, I went to Jusenkyo to find the spring of drowned girl, because I hoped it would help counter the problem with me being barren. I mean, I'm not a whole woman anymore, and that was my only chance."
"Uh, I guess, whatever," Ranma responded before he could get anymore confused, and asked the bartender for some hot water. Being Nerima, all residents happen to have a steaming kettle handy for such occasions; it's now even noted for visitors to do the same in the Visiting Nerima Guidebook. After giving his thanks, Ranma poured the liquid over himself before turning towards the way out, "Nice meet'n ya, even if you were kinda depressing...." The now male Ranma turned to see the look on the girl's face, a mixture of bewilderment, shock, and a bit of disappointment. Ranma snapped his fingers in realization, "Oh, right, not from Nerima..." forgetting the fact that she had known about Jusenkyo anyhow.
"Y-you... you've been to Jusenkyo," whispered the girl with a little awe, then snapped back to reality with a realization at what she was presented, "PLEASE! Do you know anywhere else I may get the water from the spring of drowned girl?" "Uh, sorry, I... kinda destroyed all the springs by accident in a fight, you see, and, um...." Ranma stepped back a bit into a casual defensive stand as he felt the rising anger and fierce battle aura start from the strawberry blonde, and blinked as it winked out suddenly. "Musta been some fight..." mumbled the girl, "I guess I can't blame ya, as long as the fight was important for something," she figured she was right on the dot when a darkened look flashed across the pigtailed boy's face.
"I... gotta go," curtly responded Ranma, and as he was about to take a step, the door to the bar flew open, and in it's breach stood a wet, smelly, and thoroughly pissed Akane, holding an equally wet, twice as smelly, and just as righteously pissed pet pig. "Ranma... if you knew what I had to go through looking for you.." Akane's voice dropped, leaving more than enough hint with the deadly calmed tone of her voice the implications for said hunt. "Uh, well, I can explain, A-Akane..." Ranma noticed that Akane didn't care for an explanation, she just wanted to find how far beyond Ranma's pain threshold he could go before he blacked out. The Pigtailed boy decided to accept his punishment, "Hey, are those new shoes you're wearing?"
Akane blinked and looked down, "Huh? I've had these shoes for ages" Before she could look back up, she felt a breeze blow right by her, "OH NO RANMA! GET BACK HERE AND WELCOME DEATH LIKE A MAN!" With that, the girl with jet-black hair chased after her fiancée.
"Been pretty quiet lately, eh Tendou?" Genma stated over their game of shogi. "Why yes, it has been a positively pleasant few weeks. It was a stroke of genius to purchase that mood stabilizing pendant for Akane at the cursed curio shop." "You think that may be a problem, Tendou? I mean the side effects he mentioned, though he didn't believe in that sort of thing..." "Never fear Saotome, it may leave my daughter an emotional cripple and autistic, but finally her temper will be controlled enough for Ranma to realize he loves her, and our houses will be joined!" Soun took out a couple of victory fans and smiled brightly at the proclamation. "I mean the problem with it affecting her ability to bear children," Genma said calmly as he slid another game piece into place. Soun blinked a couple of times as the information sunk in, then burst into tears, "OH NO! MY DAUGHTER WILL NEVER HAVE CHILDREN AGAIN! OUR UNITED SCHOOL WON'T SURVIVE ANOTHER GENERATION! WAAAAAHHH" Genma took advantage of his friend's melodramatic waterworks display to strategically arrange a more favorable and equal (although more equal for him) game.
"Tendou, you hear that? Sounds like someone chanting... is Kasumi doing her 'Hail Marys' again?" Just as suddenly as his fit started, Soun dismissed his unbecomingly display, "Hmm? I don't believe she does that at this time of day. I really wish she would switch back to Shinto religion, it would break her mother's heart to find one of her daughters worshiping Western Theology..." The Chanting started getting closer, and now was able to be made out...
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Ranma jumped over the wall surrounding the dojo, hoping that Akane would be slowed down enough for him to find another hiding spot. Unfortunately, Akane had finally mastered using her ki to power her jumps, allowing her to keep up with Ranma. "I'm tell'n ya it ain't my fault you uncute, unfeminine..." "THEN WHY WERE YOU GETTING THAT FOREIGN FLOOZY DRUNK??" Screamed Akane as she pulled another mallet from hammer space and hurled it at Ranma. Let it be known that Akane has a healthy imagination and can make the best possible explanation out of any presented situation; people swear she's a comedy genius for that talent. The pigtailed boy deftly dodged it and was about to reply, as he felt a shadow descend upon him...
"RANMA! PREPARE TO DIE!!!" Cried Ryoga as he descended with his umbrella aimed downward towards Ranma's skull. The pigtailed boy twisted in the air and out of the way of Ryoga's blow, "Hey, Mr. P, that was quick! Didn't expect you to get to hot water, then find us again for at least a few weeks." "SHUT UP RANMA! You'll pay for what you put Akane through today!" Ryoga swung wide at Ranma's chest, only to find his opponent almost seemed to disappear from the attack and a good distance away. "Aw, common Piggy, it's not like I meant to do it or anything..." Ranma was forced to bend back away from a mallet that almost grazed his cranium; Akane's aim was getting better. "QUIT PICKING ON POOR RYOGA!" Yelled Akane as she readied another mallet for launch. Ranma was standing in an awkward position as Ryoga advanced for the kill. Before Ranma could react, a reddish-brown and khaki streak intercepted Ryoga and slammed him into the perimeter wall, causing it to crumble onto the boy.
"Two against one, isn't very fair now. Why don't we add one more so we can play nice and even?" asked the flaxen haired girl from the bar, wearing her trademark burnt red suede bomber jacket and slightly oversized khaki colored military pants.
Ranma developed the 'Cornered Minx' technique for specific use with his curse form. Ranma's philosophy on the move is as a minx is cornered, it will use any means at its disposal to gain an advantage, which would include acting sickeningly cute to get what you want.