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Standard Disclaimer: Taking me to court and suing me will be more trouble then its worth. Trust me on this. I have no money. I'm making no money from this and I will claim permanent insanity if put on the stand.
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The water leached the heat from her body as it slowly pulled her down. Panicking yet unable to move she tried to call out to the one person she needed more then any other. His absence was a physical ache, weakening her. Not a breath crosses her lips as she sinks deeper into the pool just a final failing thought /Broth..."/.
Cold water sloshed across her as she awoke and felt a familiar surge of anger. "What in the hell do you think you're doing pops? I told you, I'm tired of being woken up with a face full of water every morning!"
"You're getting soft boy. I shouldn't be able to sneak up on you. Even when you're sleeping you should be able to sense me and defend yourself. Looks like I'm going to have to train you even harder!" The older man sprang at her, right foot extended towards her temple.
"That's it, I'm going to pound you into next week!" She yelled, grabbing the oncoming foot and tossing him out the window. A loud splash was heard as the redhead sprang out the window after her foe.
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Nabiki grinned slightly at the sounds of splashing from the koi pond outside. "Does he ever miss a morning? You would think he actually enjoys having Ranma wipe the floor with him every AM."
Kasumi smiled as she stirred something in a pot on the stove. "The only time Mr. Satome misses waking Ranma is when Akane wakes him first. Even if he's been out with father and comes in late, he wakes at the same time every morning."
"How do you know?" asked Nabiki, taking a sip of her coffee.
"He asked for me to make sure he has a bucket of cold water every morning when he wakes to splash Ranma with. "
"You mean you're a part of this madness?"
"He said it was very important that Ranma continues his training uninterrupted." She smiled brightly, " I think Ranma would miss it if he stopped. I heard Ranma muttering abought water just before he splashed him last week."
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Akane straightened her uniform a little, tugging at the shoulders and thrusting her chest out at the mirror. /Why does he always call me a tomboy? I may not be built like Shampoo but it's not like I'm flat chested either. Damn hussy! They probably aren't even real. If she didn't have all that martial arts training the amazons go through, she would probably spend most of her life falling on her face./ "or flat on her back." She muttered under her breath, wondering for a moment if there was such a thing as 'spring of drowned big breasted bimbo' before dismissing the idea since Shampoo already had a curse. /Although it would explain a lot . . ./
Nabiki called up the stairs. "Akane I'm off to school. You should grab Ranma and have some breakfast soon if you don't want to be late."
"Ok. Thanks Nabiki!" Akane grabbed her bookbag and rushed down the stairs. Tossing it on the table she opened the back door and paused for a moment watching Ranma and Genma spar.
She felt a brief pang of jealousy at seeing Ranma in his female form. /He's better then me at martial arts and is cuter to boot. I know it's a curse and not his fault, but the only real magic I see is how she keeps her breasts from sagging when she spends so much time bouncing around and never wearing a bra./
A brief surge of something she couldn't (or possibly wouldn't) identify came over her as she watched Ranma move. Her white undershirt was soaked with water making her shirt transparent. Her nipples stood out in the cold morning air as she rebounded off the wall, legs gracefully arching into a kick that knocked the panda back a few feet and left no doubt in the viewers mind that she was a natural red head from the gap in her loose boxers.
"Ranma come on we are going to be late if you don't hurry up!" She yelled irritatably from the door. /Damn pervert. I swear she gets a kick from flashing everyone./
Ranma could tell she was annoyed with him, but it wasn't like it was his fault. His father did this every day. If it were up to him, he'd elect to do without the morning spar and get a chance to actually eat breakfast rather then wolfing it down and rushing out the door. Ducking under a furred paw, he swept the legs out from under his father and fought a brief urge to hit him with a ki blast while he was down, instead electing to stomp his head into the dirt. "I'll be in, in a minute." He yelled.
Genma took advantage of the brief distraction Akane provided by grabbing her foot and boosting it skyward. Ranma stumbled back off balance as the panda kicked out with his clawed foot digging bloody furrows into her leg.
Ranma landed on her back, already drawing back her uninjured leg for a kick while the panda scrambled onto all fours facing away from her. Giving into the momentary impulse from a few seconds before, she channeled the ki into the limb closest to her furry foe and kicked.
The enormous panda went flying forward to impact head first into the side of the house. The only damage to the bear that could be seen was a foot shaped burn mark smoking slightly in the morning air and a rather large knot on its head.
Glancing over at the unconscious panda Ranma could tell he was ok, just knocked out. Slightly disappointed and a little relieved that she hadn't done the old fool any real damage she sat up and examined her leg.
The bloody trenches his claws had dug in her leg had stopped bleeding and were already scabbing over. Concentrating for a moment, Ranma focused her chi on the wound and slowly felt the injury fade. She could feel the tissue slowly knitting back together as she concentrated on the familiar chi patterns Dr. Tofu had shown her. Deciding she had done all she could do for it at the moment, she sighed and stood. Standing and testing it she found it was a bit sore but the muscles seemed ok. Favoring her right leg she walked carefully into the house her body already calling out for calories.
AN: Now is that foreshadowing or what? *snicker*
Standard Disclaimer: Taking me to court and suing me will be more trouble then its worth. Trust me on this. I have no money. I'm making no money from this and I will claim permanent insanity if put on the stand.
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The water leached the heat from her body as it slowly pulled her down. Panicking yet unable to move she tried to call out to the one person she needed more then any other. His absence was a physical ache, weakening her. Not a breath crosses her lips as she sinks deeper into the pool just a final failing thought /Broth..."/.
Cold water sloshed across her as she awoke and felt a familiar surge of anger. "What in the hell do you think you're doing pops? I told you, I'm tired of being woken up with a face full of water every morning!"
"You're getting soft boy. I shouldn't be able to sneak up on you. Even when you're sleeping you should be able to sense me and defend yourself. Looks like I'm going to have to train you even harder!" The older man sprang at her, right foot extended towards her temple.
"That's it, I'm going to pound you into next week!" She yelled, grabbing the oncoming foot and tossing him out the window. A loud splash was heard as the redhead sprang out the window after her foe.
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Nabiki grinned slightly at the sounds of splashing from the koi pond outside. "Does he ever miss a morning? You would think he actually enjoys having Ranma wipe the floor with him every AM."
Kasumi smiled as she stirred something in a pot on the stove. "The only time Mr. Satome misses waking Ranma is when Akane wakes him first. Even if he's been out with father and comes in late, he wakes at the same time every morning."
"How do you know?" asked Nabiki, taking a sip of her coffee.
"He asked for me to make sure he has a bucket of cold water every morning when he wakes to splash Ranma with. "
"You mean you're a part of this madness?"
"He said it was very important that Ranma continues his training uninterrupted." She smiled brightly, " I think Ranma would miss it if he stopped. I heard Ranma muttering abought water just before he splashed him last week."
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Akane straightened her uniform a little, tugging at the shoulders and thrusting her chest out at the mirror. /Why does he always call me a tomboy? I may not be built like Shampoo but it's not like I'm flat chested either. Damn hussy! They probably aren't even real. If she didn't have all that martial arts training the amazons go through, she would probably spend most of her life falling on her face./ "or flat on her back." She muttered under her breath, wondering for a moment if there was such a thing as 'spring of drowned big breasted bimbo' before dismissing the idea since Shampoo already had a curse. /Although it would explain a lot . . ./
Nabiki called up the stairs. "Akane I'm off to school. You should grab Ranma and have some breakfast soon if you don't want to be late."
"Ok. Thanks Nabiki!" Akane grabbed her bookbag and rushed down the stairs. Tossing it on the table she opened the back door and paused for a moment watching Ranma and Genma spar.
She felt a brief pang of jealousy at seeing Ranma in his female form. /He's better then me at martial arts and is cuter to boot. I know it's a curse and not his fault, but the only real magic I see is how she keeps her breasts from sagging when she spends so much time bouncing around and never wearing a bra./
A brief surge of something she couldn't (or possibly wouldn't) identify came over her as she watched Ranma move. Her white undershirt was soaked with water making her shirt transparent. Her nipples stood out in the cold morning air as she rebounded off the wall, legs gracefully arching into a kick that knocked the panda back a few feet and left no doubt in the viewers mind that she was a natural red head from the gap in her loose boxers.
"Ranma come on we are going to be late if you don't hurry up!" She yelled irritatably from the door. /Damn pervert. I swear she gets a kick from flashing everyone./
Ranma could tell she was annoyed with him, but it wasn't like it was his fault. His father did this every day. If it were up to him, he'd elect to do without the morning spar and get a chance to actually eat breakfast rather then wolfing it down and rushing out the door. Ducking under a furred paw, he swept the legs out from under his father and fought a brief urge to hit him with a ki blast while he was down, instead electing to stomp his head into the dirt. "I'll be in, in a minute." He yelled.
Genma took advantage of the brief distraction Akane provided by grabbing her foot and boosting it skyward. Ranma stumbled back off balance as the panda kicked out with his clawed foot digging bloody furrows into her leg.
Ranma landed on her back, already drawing back her uninjured leg for a kick while the panda scrambled onto all fours facing away from her. Giving into the momentary impulse from a few seconds before, she channeled the ki into the limb closest to her furry foe and kicked.
The enormous panda went flying forward to impact head first into the side of the house. The only damage to the bear that could be seen was a foot shaped burn mark smoking slightly in the morning air and a rather large knot on its head.
Glancing over at the unconscious panda Ranma could tell he was ok, just knocked out. Slightly disappointed and a little relieved that she hadn't done the old fool any real damage she sat up and examined her leg.
The bloody trenches his claws had dug in her leg had stopped bleeding and were already scabbing over. Concentrating for a moment, Ranma focused her chi on the wound and slowly felt the injury fade. She could feel the tissue slowly knitting back together as she concentrated on the familiar chi patterns Dr. Tofu had shown her. Deciding she had done all she could do for it at the moment, she sighed and stood. Standing and testing it she found it was a bit sore but the muscles seemed ok. Favoring her right leg she walked carefully into the house her body already calling out for calories.
AN: Now is that foreshadowing or what? *snicker*