All Ranma ½ characters
belong to Rumiko Takahashi. However this story belongs to ME!
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Ranma-chan grumbled to herself as she flopped on her place at the dinner table.
"Well, how goes the rat-trap?" Genma inquired good humorly.
"It couldn't go any better" she answered with sarcasm, her chin resting on her hand.
"The fact is he seems to hit all his targets but hasn't tried anything on Ranma yet" Akane explained.
"That's because he isn't a good enough bait" a voice stated with scorn.
"Hey, it was your wise idea to begin with! And who invited you over anyways??"
Ryouga ignored her taking a seat besides Akane and graciously accepting a bowl Kasumi handed him.
"Besides, it's not my fault if that pervert has been busy elsewhere. You think it's easy being a girl all damn day and wearing these god-awful clothes??" the red-headed girl cried out in indignation. "It's already been a week and that punk hasn't even shown his face!" The strain of having to repress her male side for so long was starting to get to her.
"But the food has been disappearing regularly" Mr. Tendo pointed out calming eating from his plate.
"And leaving no trace of his visits besides an empty pantry" Nabiki said in her best detective-imitation.
"Ah, 'tis just a harmless lad who's out to have some fun" Happosai dismissed the whole thing laughing heartily remembering the good old days.
"Easy for you to say, he isn't ruining your reputation" Ranma-chan grumbled.
"It would help if you acted more feminine and helpless" Akane pointed out.
"Oh, and what about me isn't feminine and helpless??" Ranma-chan towered over her -placing her foot on the table - and glared.
An embarrassed silence answered her.
Ranma-chan hastily composed herself, coughing.
"You visited the scene of the crime too, Ryouga. What do you think?" Akane asked.
"This is no ordinary perverted thief we're dealing with here" Hibiki agreed thoughtfully "It could also be that he knows Ranma's secret"
"That would explain why he hasn't raised to the bait" Mr. Saotome concluded.
"Of course it doesn't help that you're so edgy" Akane pointed out.
"Hey, it's not my fault my instincts kick in whenever someone's trying something sneaky on me!" Ranma-chan defended herself throwing a dirty look at Ryouga before turning her attention to Akane. "Of course I doubt we would've had better luck using you!"
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean??"
"Oh nothing. Just that this guy has done dirty with Kasumi ("Oh dear"), Nabiki ("He didn't even pay for the privilege!"), Shampu but strangely he's avoided you. I suppose that means my sosia at least has good tast-" Realizing her bluntness might've been too much, Ranma-chan cringed awaiting physical punishment.
When nothing happened she opened her eyes. Akane was stock still, her blank expression giving away nothing. She slowly put down her fork and plate, rose and quietly left the room.
The others started breathing again.
"You insensitive beast!" Ryouga punched Ranma-chan on the head, leaving a big lump.
"Hey you jerk!" She landed him a kick which left fang-boy comatose.
Everyone resumed their eating. Now and then Ranma-chan cast uneasy glances toward the door.
"Ranma you jerk! You insensitive bastard!"
Akane took out her frustration on a row of bricks, their remains adding to the pile of debris in a corner of the Dojo slowly rising as heaps of helpless blocks were disintegrated.
Why was everyone else fondled but her? Did the jerk have salami on his eyes not to notice the other female in Tendo Dojo? Wasn't it enough that her fiancé kept calling her names and basically ignoring her as a girl? Must a stranger do the same??
Akane whipped away the sweat from her forehead.
"Ranma, you jerk" she whispered, a hurt look in her eyes.
That night an anguished wail pierced the silence of Tendo Residence. Everyone rushed to the source and stopped on their tracks.
Happosai was jumping helplessly around a great bonfire.
A piece of debris drifted from the flames. Ranma caught it. Akane peeked curiously. In his hand was the unmistakable shape of a burnt bra.
"My beauties! My beloved collection!" The old man snatched the survivor and cuddled it to his bosom.
"Whoever did this will pay!" he declared between sobs.
"Hey, what's the big deal? 'Tis a harmless lad who's having some fun" Ranma mocked him.
"It isn't some harmless game when he kills innocent braziers!" Happosai's eyes blazed.
"Do not fear, my beauties, I will avenge you!" he promised, shaking his fist to the indifferent stars.
"Yeah, whatever..."
Everyone returned to their interrupted sleep.
"Don't you think the culprit is taking it too far?" Akane wondered while walking to school the next day.
The boy by her side snorted.
"If you ask me, it's the only good deed the idiot has done so far"
"But.. but burning Happosai's collection..."
"... Was the best thing anyone could do"
"Actually I was thinking -isn't it strange that he got that close to Happosai's collection without the master sensing his presence?"
Ranma stopped dead on his tracks as realization hit him.
"You're right! The old freak may be the worse pervert in town but -I hate to admit it- he's also the best martial artist... how'd that guy manage to outwit him?"
The two exchanged a worried glance.
They had better revise their plan accordingly and with care. They may have to do with someone extremely strong and agile, perhaps even dangerous.
First Ranma's reputation, then Happosai's collection... who and what would be next? The sooner they caught him, the better.
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Ranma-chan grumbled to herself as she flopped on her place at the dinner table.
"Well, how goes the rat-trap?" Genma inquired good humorly.
"It couldn't go any better" she answered with sarcasm, her chin resting on her hand.
"The fact is he seems to hit all his targets but hasn't tried anything on Ranma yet" Akane explained.
"That's because he isn't a good enough bait" a voice stated with scorn.
"Hey, it was your wise idea to begin with! And who invited you over anyways??"
Ryouga ignored her taking a seat besides Akane and graciously accepting a bowl Kasumi handed him.
"Besides, it's not my fault if that pervert has been busy elsewhere. You think it's easy being a girl all damn day and wearing these god-awful clothes??" the red-headed girl cried out in indignation. "It's already been a week and that punk hasn't even shown his face!" The strain of having to repress her male side for so long was starting to get to her.
"But the food has been disappearing regularly" Mr. Tendo pointed out calming eating from his plate.
"And leaving no trace of his visits besides an empty pantry" Nabiki said in her best detective-imitation.
"Ah, 'tis just a harmless lad who's out to have some fun" Happosai dismissed the whole thing laughing heartily remembering the good old days.
"Easy for you to say, he isn't ruining your reputation" Ranma-chan grumbled.
"It would help if you acted more feminine and helpless" Akane pointed out.
"Oh, and what about me isn't feminine and helpless??" Ranma-chan towered over her -placing her foot on the table - and glared.
An embarrassed silence answered her.
Ranma-chan hastily composed herself, coughing.
"You visited the scene of the crime too, Ryouga. What do you think?" Akane asked.
"This is no ordinary perverted thief we're dealing with here" Hibiki agreed thoughtfully "It could also be that he knows Ranma's secret"
"That would explain why he hasn't raised to the bait" Mr. Saotome concluded.
"Of course it doesn't help that you're so edgy" Akane pointed out.
"Hey, it's not my fault my instincts kick in whenever someone's trying something sneaky on me!" Ranma-chan defended herself throwing a dirty look at Ryouga before turning her attention to Akane. "Of course I doubt we would've had better luck using you!"
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean??"
"Oh nothing. Just that this guy has done dirty with Kasumi ("Oh dear"), Nabiki ("He didn't even pay for the privilege!"), Shampu but strangely he's avoided you. I suppose that means my sosia at least has good tast-" Realizing her bluntness might've been too much, Ranma-chan cringed awaiting physical punishment.
When nothing happened she opened her eyes. Akane was stock still, her blank expression giving away nothing. She slowly put down her fork and plate, rose and quietly left the room.
The others started breathing again.
"You insensitive beast!" Ryouga punched Ranma-chan on the head, leaving a big lump.
"Hey you jerk!" She landed him a kick which left fang-boy comatose.
Everyone resumed their eating. Now and then Ranma-chan cast uneasy glances toward the door.
"Ranma you jerk! You insensitive bastard!"
Akane took out her frustration on a row of bricks, their remains adding to the pile of debris in a corner of the Dojo slowly rising as heaps of helpless blocks were disintegrated.
Why was everyone else fondled but her? Did the jerk have salami on his eyes not to notice the other female in Tendo Dojo? Wasn't it enough that her fiancé kept calling her names and basically ignoring her as a girl? Must a stranger do the same??
Akane whipped away the sweat from her forehead.
"Ranma, you jerk" she whispered, a hurt look in her eyes.
That night an anguished wail pierced the silence of Tendo Residence. Everyone rushed to the source and stopped on their tracks.
Happosai was jumping helplessly around a great bonfire.
A piece of debris drifted from the flames. Ranma caught it. Akane peeked curiously. In his hand was the unmistakable shape of a burnt bra.
"My beauties! My beloved collection!" The old man snatched the survivor and cuddled it to his bosom.
"Whoever did this will pay!" he declared between sobs.
"Hey, what's the big deal? 'Tis a harmless lad who's having some fun" Ranma mocked him.
"It isn't some harmless game when he kills innocent braziers!" Happosai's eyes blazed.
"Do not fear, my beauties, I will avenge you!" he promised, shaking his fist to the indifferent stars.
"Yeah, whatever..."
Everyone returned to their interrupted sleep.
"Don't you think the culprit is taking it too far?" Akane wondered while walking to school the next day.
The boy by her side snorted.
"If you ask me, it's the only good deed the idiot has done so far"
"But.. but burning Happosai's collection..."
"... Was the best thing anyone could do"
"Actually I was thinking -isn't it strange that he got that close to Happosai's collection without the master sensing his presence?"
Ranma stopped dead on his tracks as realization hit him.
"You're right! The old freak may be the worse pervert in town but -I hate to admit it- he's also the best martial artist... how'd that guy manage to outwit him?"
The two exchanged a worried glance.
They had better revise their plan accordingly and with care. They may have to do with someone extremely strong and agile, perhaps even dangerous.
First Ranma's reputation, then Happosai's collection... who and what would be next? The sooner they caught him, the better.
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