Akane the Suicidal
As irritated as Akane felt she should had been, while she was being carried over the rooftops of Nerima upon the petite redhead's shoulder, she more found herself invigorated by the roller-coaster like sensation, and the scent of Ranma's hair, not much different from when the pigtailed martial artist was male.
Ranma didn't seem to notice Akane relax more onto her, and even begin to snuggle, as her own mind was rather preoccupied. Finally, a possible resolution to the hellish madness she had become resigned to. A cure for Akane, and once she was *normal* again, Ranma would be scott-free of obligation, and able to get on with her own life.
She would never have to so much as associate herself with the group of insanity known as the Tendou family. No longer would Ranma have to contend with the pitying looks of those who knew the ardorous duty of protecting the infuriatingly casually self-sanctioning girl who repeatedly apologised to him for her antics. Released of his servitude in honor (though honor severely strained), leaving the kind girl to her own devices. Free...
Ranma decided she may have been a little more winded from that chase of Happosai than she realized, from the way she was slowing down.
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"Doc! Hey, Doc, ya home?" Ranma shouted out, as she barged into clinic, still carrying Akane.
"Hmm? I'm afraid me and Betty have the clinic closed for the night, maybe you should stop by in the morning?" The good doctor's voice called out from one of the back rooms.
"This ain't something I'm gonna wait for!" shouted the redhead, before setting Akane on a couch, and staring at her at her sternly, "Stay. Put."
At the vehemance of the command, Akane weakly nodded, and settled into the waiting room couch.
"Well, I'll be out in a second then," Dr. Tofu replied. Not wanting to wait another second, Ranma barged in, just as Tofu was opening the door to the office room. "Oh? Hello!"
"Doc, I got a question to ask ya, a really important one!" Ranma pleaded, as Tofu started at her curiously, before looking up at Akane.
"Hello Akane, no new injuries... *I hope*. And is this a friend of yours?"
"Uh, Doctor Tofu, you've met Ranma before," Akane reminded from her seat.
The doctor looked back at the now fuming redhead, who was becoming irritated at being ignored, "Ranma? I thought you were a guy?"
"Jusenkyo curse, remember?" Ranma replied in a droll tone, while pouring a kettle of hot water over her head.
"Well, I'll be," Doctor Tofu replied, "The pools of Jusenkyo were always shrouded-"
"WOULD YOU SHUT UP ALREADY AND LET ME TALK?!?"
Both Tofu and Akane jumped. "Excitable, isn't she?" Tofu asked Akane, before turning back to Ranma, "What seems to be the problem, nothing serious, I hope."
I need to ask you about pressure points," Ranma started.
"Um, I don't know of any pressure points to cure Jusenkyo curses..." Tofu pushed his glasses further up his nose.
Ranma found the reflection off Tofu's glasses a bit irritating, and pushed him into the office where the light was a bit more dim. Akane stood up and started to sniff the air. Nope, the smell of freshly baked goods wasn't about. She then quickly approached the receptionist's desk, finding a crumpled piece of paper in Tofu's handwriting. She picked it up, and found it was still warm and moist from someone's tenatious, nervous, and sweaty grip
Akane raised an eyebrow at the over three year old perscription for valuum for Kasumi. Well, that at least explained the doctor's behavior...
"Are you sure you should be leaving Akane out there alone?" Dr. Tofu enquired, his glasses still gleaming with a light that kept Ranma from seeing his eyes.
"I've got at least eight minutes," Ranma replied, easily. Akane assuradly wouldn't move from the couch, and he had timed how long he would have before having to force Akane to start breathing again. "Anyways, ya know anything about the 'Couragious Heart's Pressure Point?"
Tofu considered it for a moment, "Ah yes, the Couragious Heart's Shiatsu point. It's legen has been shrouded in mystery."
"Yes, yes, and it's a great conversational piece and all!" Ranma interjected, "You know how to turn it off?"
"Hmm? Why would you wanna do that?" Tofu asked with a puzzled expression.
"I finally figured out what's with Akane!" Ranma exclaimed, "Some old letch that she claims as her master named Happosai used it on her to make her the suicidal nutcase she is today!" Ranma beemed at his deductive reasoning.
"Wow," Tofu breathed, "That would explain the slight bruise that she was complaining about just left of the base of her neck, so long ago."
"So, all we gotta do is turn it off, right?" Ranma enquired anxiously.
"That sounds like a good idea!" Tofu replied, "but no."
Ranma's gleeful expression turned to one of murder, "Whaddya mean 'no'? 'No' as in 'Sure, we'll cure Akane now of her suicidal tendicies', or 'no' as in 'Ranma, please let me die by your hand miserably'?"
"The Couragious Heart's Shiatsu Point wouldn't bring a person to attempt to constantly try to kill themselves." Tofu explained.
"Ah, darn," Ranma thought, sulking.
Tofu chuckled, and began to scratch the back of his head, "Of course, if you were to continuously manipulate the point in rapid succession of at least three-hundred and seventy-one times within a space of an instant, causing it to sectacularly overload to obliterating any concious and even instinctual fear of death to the point of morbid curiosity perhaps... but I wouldn't feel the point in doing such a thing." Tofu began to chuckle louder, "Ha ha! 'Feel, point!' Get it?" One of Tofu's slippers fell to the ground, as he was lifted into the air, "Hmm, I thought it was rather clever, myself."
"Doctor Tofu," Ranma said in an even, quiet voice, "You're life is currently bordering on 'fleeting'. If you can just tell me exactly HOW TO TURN OFF THAT PERSSURE POINT... you may live past the next ten seconds..."
"Gee, excitable *and* violent," Tofu said with some distain, as if not even aware that Ranma was currently holding him up by the lapels of his gi, menacingly. "If you really want to know how to nullify it, the counter point is simply..."
"Yes, YES?" Ranma's eyes widened in anticipation as Tofu drew the last syllable out. So simple to do at that? The deities *do* have mercy!"
"... not to my knowledge."
Ranma's almost blissful expression turned to one of emotionless neutrality, "I pity you, Dr. Tofu," he said simply, while drawing his fist back.
"Hmm, but I know someone who would..." Tofu stated as an afterthought, probably not aware of the tenuous thread his fate was hanging by.
Ranma's face dropped to sullenness, "You're a sadist, ain'tcha?"
Tofu shrugged, "I can write down the directions for you, if you li-" Ranma motioned the doctor's silence, before opening the door to the office, and looking back to find Akane sitting on the couch in her original position.
The raven-haired girl looked up when she heard the door open, and gave Ranma a weak smile and a slight wave. Ranma's eyes narrowed, before he closed the door again.
"I'll get right to writing those directions down for you in... a... jiffy..." Tofu turned, following Ranma stride towards his framed and hanging medical certificates. The pigtailed boy picked one of them off the wall, and casually tossed it over his shoulder, not even caring to look back at the sound of glass shattering. He pulled the picture frame tack from the wall, and returned to the door. Ranma opened the door, and flicked the tack out, before quickly shutting it.
"OW!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZ"
Ranma nodded at the sound of Akane taking in air again, "Alright, doc, you have another eight minutes...
"let me get right on it, then," Tofu sat down at his desk, and began to recall the directions to his own Shiatsu master's abode.
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A large preying mantis crawled up the potted tree in Dr. Tofu's office, listening to everything. "So, that little punk thinks he can ruin my best student, eh?" the large green insect thought to itself, "Well, Look out, Ranma! The only way you're gonna screw up Akane is over my dead carcus!" At that moment, the tree decided it couldn't support the weight of such a large, obnoxious insect, "AWP!"
Both Tofu and Ranma turned to find the insect struggling under an overturned potted plant. "Pretty large bugs you got here," commented Ranma.
Tofu stood up, and walked over to it, "Well, I've been meaning to contact the exterminator for some time, now" With that, he began to mercilessly stomp the insect to oblivion.
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Ranma vaulted out the clinic door, with Akane in his arms. "Where we going?" the raven-haired girl shouted over the air rushing past them.
"To finally put an end to all this," Ranma answered, as he took to the rooftops. Neither noticed the diminuative blur following them.
As irritated as Akane felt she should had been, while she was being carried over the rooftops of Nerima upon the petite redhead's shoulder, she more found herself invigorated by the roller-coaster like sensation, and the scent of Ranma's hair, not much different from when the pigtailed martial artist was male.
Ranma didn't seem to notice Akane relax more onto her, and even begin to snuggle, as her own mind was rather preoccupied. Finally, a possible resolution to the hellish madness she had become resigned to. A cure for Akane, and once she was *normal* again, Ranma would be scott-free of obligation, and able to get on with her own life.
She would never have to so much as associate herself with the group of insanity known as the Tendou family. No longer would Ranma have to contend with the pitying looks of those who knew the ardorous duty of protecting the infuriatingly casually self-sanctioning girl who repeatedly apologised to him for her antics. Released of his servitude in honor (though honor severely strained), leaving the kind girl to her own devices. Free...
Ranma decided she may have been a little more winded from that chase of Happosai than she realized, from the way she was slowing down.
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"Doc! Hey, Doc, ya home?" Ranma shouted out, as she barged into clinic, still carrying Akane.
"Hmm? I'm afraid me and Betty have the clinic closed for the night, maybe you should stop by in the morning?" The good doctor's voice called out from one of the back rooms.
"This ain't something I'm gonna wait for!" shouted the redhead, before setting Akane on a couch, and staring at her at her sternly, "Stay. Put."
At the vehemance of the command, Akane weakly nodded, and settled into the waiting room couch.
"Well, I'll be out in a second then," Dr. Tofu replied. Not wanting to wait another second, Ranma barged in, just as Tofu was opening the door to the office room. "Oh? Hello!"
"Doc, I got a question to ask ya, a really important one!" Ranma pleaded, as Tofu started at her curiously, before looking up at Akane.
"Hello Akane, no new injuries... *I hope*. And is this a friend of yours?"
"Uh, Doctor Tofu, you've met Ranma before," Akane reminded from her seat.
The doctor looked back at the now fuming redhead, who was becoming irritated at being ignored, "Ranma? I thought you were a guy?"
"Jusenkyo curse, remember?" Ranma replied in a droll tone, while pouring a kettle of hot water over her head.
"Well, I'll be," Doctor Tofu replied, "The pools of Jusenkyo were always shrouded-"
"WOULD YOU SHUT UP ALREADY AND LET ME TALK?!?"
Both Tofu and Akane jumped. "Excitable, isn't she?" Tofu asked Akane, before turning back to Ranma, "What seems to be the problem, nothing serious, I hope."
I need to ask you about pressure points," Ranma started.
"Um, I don't know of any pressure points to cure Jusenkyo curses..." Tofu pushed his glasses further up his nose.
Ranma found the reflection off Tofu's glasses a bit irritating, and pushed him into the office where the light was a bit more dim. Akane stood up and started to sniff the air. Nope, the smell of freshly baked goods wasn't about. She then quickly approached the receptionist's desk, finding a crumpled piece of paper in Tofu's handwriting. She picked it up, and found it was still warm and moist from someone's tenatious, nervous, and sweaty grip
Akane raised an eyebrow at the over three year old perscription for valuum for Kasumi. Well, that at least explained the doctor's behavior...
"Are you sure you should be leaving Akane out there alone?" Dr. Tofu enquired, his glasses still gleaming with a light that kept Ranma from seeing his eyes.
"I've got at least eight minutes," Ranma replied, easily. Akane assuradly wouldn't move from the couch, and he had timed how long he would have before having to force Akane to start breathing again. "Anyways, ya know anything about the 'Couragious Heart's Pressure Point?"
Tofu considered it for a moment, "Ah yes, the Couragious Heart's Shiatsu point. It's legen has been shrouded in mystery."
"Yes, yes, and it's a great conversational piece and all!" Ranma interjected, "You know how to turn it off?"
"Hmm? Why would you wanna do that?" Tofu asked with a puzzled expression.
"I finally figured out what's with Akane!" Ranma exclaimed, "Some old letch that she claims as her master named Happosai used it on her to make her the suicidal nutcase she is today!" Ranma beemed at his deductive reasoning.
"Wow," Tofu breathed, "That would explain the slight bruise that she was complaining about just left of the base of her neck, so long ago."
"So, all we gotta do is turn it off, right?" Ranma enquired anxiously.
"That sounds like a good idea!" Tofu replied, "but no."
Ranma's gleeful expression turned to one of murder, "Whaddya mean 'no'? 'No' as in 'Sure, we'll cure Akane now of her suicidal tendicies', or 'no' as in 'Ranma, please let me die by your hand miserably'?"
"The Couragious Heart's Shiatsu Point wouldn't bring a person to attempt to constantly try to kill themselves." Tofu explained.
"Ah, darn," Ranma thought, sulking.
Tofu chuckled, and began to scratch the back of his head, "Of course, if you were to continuously manipulate the point in rapid succession of at least three-hundred and seventy-one times within a space of an instant, causing it to sectacularly overload to obliterating any concious and even instinctual fear of death to the point of morbid curiosity perhaps... but I wouldn't feel the point in doing such a thing." Tofu began to chuckle louder, "Ha ha! 'Feel, point!' Get it?" One of Tofu's slippers fell to the ground, as he was lifted into the air, "Hmm, I thought it was rather clever, myself."
"Doctor Tofu," Ranma said in an even, quiet voice, "You're life is currently bordering on 'fleeting'. If you can just tell me exactly HOW TO TURN OFF THAT PERSSURE POINT... you may live past the next ten seconds..."
"Gee, excitable *and* violent," Tofu said with some distain, as if not even aware that Ranma was currently holding him up by the lapels of his gi, menacingly. "If you really want to know how to nullify it, the counter point is simply..."
"Yes, YES?" Ranma's eyes widened in anticipation as Tofu drew the last syllable out. So simple to do at that? The deities *do* have mercy!"
"... not to my knowledge."
Ranma's almost blissful expression turned to one of emotionless neutrality, "I pity you, Dr. Tofu," he said simply, while drawing his fist back.
"Hmm, but I know someone who would..." Tofu stated as an afterthought, probably not aware of the tenuous thread his fate was hanging by.
Ranma's face dropped to sullenness, "You're a sadist, ain'tcha?"
Tofu shrugged, "I can write down the directions for you, if you li-" Ranma motioned the doctor's silence, before opening the door to the office, and looking back to find Akane sitting on the couch in her original position.
The raven-haired girl looked up when she heard the door open, and gave Ranma a weak smile and a slight wave. Ranma's eyes narrowed, before he closed the door again.
"I'll get right to writing those directions down for you in... a... jiffy..." Tofu turned, following Ranma stride towards his framed and hanging medical certificates. The pigtailed boy picked one of them off the wall, and casually tossed it over his shoulder, not even caring to look back at the sound of glass shattering. He pulled the picture frame tack from the wall, and returned to the door. Ranma opened the door, and flicked the tack out, before quickly shutting it.
"OW!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZ"
Ranma nodded at the sound of Akane taking in air again, "Alright, doc, you have another eight minutes...
"let me get right on it, then," Tofu sat down at his desk, and began to recall the directions to his own Shiatsu master's abode.
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A large preying mantis crawled up the potted tree in Dr. Tofu's office, listening to everything. "So, that little punk thinks he can ruin my best student, eh?" the large green insect thought to itself, "Well, Look out, Ranma! The only way you're gonna screw up Akane is over my dead carcus!" At that moment, the tree decided it couldn't support the weight of such a large, obnoxious insect, "AWP!"
Both Tofu and Ranma turned to find the insect struggling under an overturned potted plant. "Pretty large bugs you got here," commented Ranma.
Tofu stood up, and walked over to it, "Well, I've been meaning to contact the exterminator for some time, now" With that, he began to mercilessly stomp the insect to oblivion.
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Ranma vaulted out the clinic door, with Akane in his arms. "Where we going?" the raven-haired girl shouted over the air rushing past them.
"To finally put an end to all this," Ranma answered, as he took to the rooftops. Neither noticed the diminuative blur following them.