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The Ranma ½ characters do not belong to me, they all belong to Miss Rumiko Takahashi!
PLEASE READ:
I want to thank all the wonderful people that reviewed in the last couple of chapters. I really appreciate it! I'm very sorry that the last chapter was rushed a bit, I will try my best to keep everything at a steady pace.
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Rescuing Miss Tendo
Chapter 2: In Desperate Times
"Do you, Ranma Saotome, take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?" The priest asked Ranma as he looked at him with a serious expression on his face. The young martial artist slowly nodded as he said"
"I do…" he looked down at his beloved, smiling.
"And do you, Akane Tendo, take this man as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?" The priest asked as he turned to Akane and looked at her.
"I do," she simply said as she smiled up at her soon-to-be-husband.
"By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you…husband, and wife…you may kiss the bride…" The elderly man said in a calm voice as he smiled to the couple. The two were just inches from kissing…
R…ma…!
Sa…ome…!
SAOTOME!
"Wake up, Stupid!" Ryoga shouted to the sleeping body of Ranma as he quickly dumped a bucket of cold water on him. Ran-chan promptly sat up as she screamed,
"Oh! That's cold!" As she looked around for a bit, she saw that there were many police, asking people questions, and countless paramedics.
"We thought you'd never wake up…!" An elderly voice said sharply. The redheaded pigtailed girl turned around to see a familiar, old, short, Chinese woman.
"Old ghoul!?"
"Shampoo get great-grandmother for Ranma!" Shampoo perked up as she smiled brightly down at Ran-chan.
"Ranma-honey, you're lucky those men didn't kill you," Ukyo said as she helped her up from the floor. "Those men were about to kill Ryoga and you, sugar."
"You mean it wasn't all some crazy dream…?" Ran-chan looked down at herself, seeing the outfit that she was wearing, she was convinced that it was not a dream. "So that also means that…Akane was kidnapped."
"We have to save her…!" Ryoga replied in a serious tone.
"We shouldn't be hasty. You saw those men, we should think of a plan to save her first," Mousse interrupted. Everyone agreed to the idea by slightly nodding their heads. A thought suddenly struck Ran-chan like lightning, she asked with a worried expression on her face,
"Where's Ryuuji?" The martial artist looked around, and then saw her son a few feet away with a mysterious looking woman. She wore a black renaissance dress, with ruffles everywhere, and had long hair that was pulled tightly back into a bun. As the two figures walked up to the little group, the woman asked them,
"Does this child belong to one of you?" There was an awkward silence for a moment, then Ryoga mustered up all his courage and said, extremely nervous,
"Oh, Ryuuji, don't scare daddy like that…! I was so…umm…worried!" He glanced over at Ran-chan, who was giving him the "I'm-so-gonna-kill-you" look. Ryoga then looked back to Ryuuji, who had the most confused little face anyone had ever seen. He leaned down and quietly whispered into the little boy's ear, "We're gonna play a game called pretend…you just have to pretend I'm your father…" Ryuuji happily nodded, while Ranma and co. sweat dropped.
"I'm sorry for the loss of your wife, I saw her as she was being captured along with some of the other women…" The kind woman said politely.
"Thank you for your condolences, and thank you for looking after my son," Ryoga replied, and then saw the woman leaving the group, gently smiling. After she left, the eternal lost boy looked at his rival, and smiled anxiously.
Meanwhile…
"Let me out!" Akane screamed as she furiously smashed her fists on the door.
"It's no use, don't waste your strength…" a deep male voice came from behind her. She helplessly looked around the dark room that she was placed in, wondering where the haunting voice was coming from.
"Who are you!? Why did you bring me here!?" She finally asked, ordering an answer. Suddenly lights flashed on, lighting parts of the room. Akane squinted at first then looked around. From what she could see, it looked like an ordinary bedroom/office. The room had dark blue wallpaper, and carpet, a king-sized bed with black sheets, a wooden desk, and a computer with a monitor.
"My name is Haruki Kana, and you are in my chambers," the male voice explained.
"Show yourself!" the young mother demanded as she looked around cautiously. A man from the shadows appeared in front of her. Half of his face was still shaded, but Akane could easily see that he had tanned skin, and wore a long black trench coat, black pants and black shoes.
"Welcome Mistress," He simply said as he locked eyes with her.
"I beg your pardon, I am not your mistress!" Akane retorted as she brought her right hand backwards, getting ready to slap him, but as her speeding hand went straight for his left cheek, he quickly grabbed her wrist.
"That's why you were brought here…that's why all those women were brought here…make yourself at home, you'll be here a while…" Haruki calmly replied as he released his grip on her, walked off, and opened the door, stepping out. Akane sped off to the door, but before she could get outside, the door locked her inside once again.
"I- I don't understand…" The young woman told herself as she slumped to the floor. "I gotta get outta here!" She frantically looked around for her answer, and then looked over to the nearby computer, an idea fresh in her mind. "Hmmm…" she pondered for a bit.
Back at the Dojo…
"YOUR SON!?" Ranma quoted loudly to Ryoga, who just looked up at him tensely. By this time everyone was dressed in their regular outfits, and Ryuuji was sound asleep in his room.
"Heh, well, what did you expect? You can't say that he was your son in your girl form," the pretender looked up at Ranma, sweat dropping and laughing nervously.
"He's right, Ranma, my boy," Genma said as he looked at his grown-up son.
"Ohhh…Akane! My little girl's gone!? AKANE!" Soun sobbed as he ran through the whole house screaming Akane's name, pure panic in his voice. Cologne hopped in on her stick and said to everyone,
"Now, now…what we need is to think of a plan to save the young Akane."
"How, great-grandmother? Shampoo no understand," Shampoo said as she looked at Cologne.
"Well, I have weapons that all of us can use," Mousse answered as he pulled out countless objects from his sleeves.
"I don't need any of those, I'm a living weapon!" Ranma replied with confidence.
"Hmph…Will you be more serious? Well, I would say that we would first need to go to their hideout…then attack them, and free, Akane," Ryoga explained as he enclosed his fingers together.
"We need to find the hideout first, sugar…who's sneaky, and knows their way around?" Ukyo asked herself, trying to come up with someone.
"That…that guy…he works for lower-classman Kuno…he's like his little, stupid man servant, ninja, person…his name is…is…ARGH!" Ranma placed his right hand to his head, trying to come up with the name. "It's…It's…aww forget it, all we have to do is give lower-classman, Kuno a visit."
"RANMA! This is all your fault! Hurry up and rescue my little girl!" Soun suddenly ordered as he got in Ranma's face, with a scary expression, looking like a demon.
"I'm going, I'm going!" the accused young man replied as he sped out the door, anxiously.
The Kuno Residence…
"You want me…Tatewaki Kuno, age 20, Furinkan High's previous Blue Thunder, to help you, Ranma Saotome in an important mission…?" Kuno asked in a poetic way. His looks hadn't changed much during the two-year period; he still wore his black hakama-pants and dark blue gi. Ranma just simply nodded as he began,
"You're still the same…even after two years…look, Kuno-"
"That is upper-classman, Kuno, to you, cretin…" the swordsman corrected as he sat down on the floor, his bokken to his side.
"Whatever! Akane's been kidnapped!"
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Well that's all for this chapter. PLEASE REVIEW! I threw in some drama for all of you ^.^ If you have any suggestions, please say so, there is much more to come! Tell me what you think! I know this chapter is a little short.
x Akane Tendo x
The Ranma ½ characters do not belong to me, they all belong to Miss Rumiko Takahashi!
PLEASE READ:
I want to thank all the wonderful people that reviewed in the last couple of chapters. I really appreciate it! I'm very sorry that the last chapter was rushed a bit, I will try my best to keep everything at a steady pace.
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Rescuing Miss Tendo
Chapter 2: In Desperate Times
"Do you, Ranma Saotome, take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?" The priest asked Ranma as he looked at him with a serious expression on his face. The young martial artist slowly nodded as he said"
"I do…" he looked down at his beloved, smiling.
"And do you, Akane Tendo, take this man as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, 'till death do you part?" The priest asked as he turned to Akane and looked at her.
"I do," she simply said as she smiled up at her soon-to-be-husband.
"By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you…husband, and wife…you may kiss the bride…" The elderly man said in a calm voice as he smiled to the couple. The two were just inches from kissing…
R…ma…!
Sa…ome…!
SAOTOME!
"Wake up, Stupid!" Ryoga shouted to the sleeping body of Ranma as he quickly dumped a bucket of cold water on him. Ran-chan promptly sat up as she screamed,
"Oh! That's cold!" As she looked around for a bit, she saw that there were many police, asking people questions, and countless paramedics.
"We thought you'd never wake up…!" An elderly voice said sharply. The redheaded pigtailed girl turned around to see a familiar, old, short, Chinese woman.
"Old ghoul!?"
"Shampoo get great-grandmother for Ranma!" Shampoo perked up as she smiled brightly down at Ran-chan.
"Ranma-honey, you're lucky those men didn't kill you," Ukyo said as she helped her up from the floor. "Those men were about to kill Ryoga and you, sugar."
"You mean it wasn't all some crazy dream…?" Ran-chan looked down at herself, seeing the outfit that she was wearing, she was convinced that it was not a dream. "So that also means that…Akane was kidnapped."
"We have to save her…!" Ryoga replied in a serious tone.
"We shouldn't be hasty. You saw those men, we should think of a plan to save her first," Mousse interrupted. Everyone agreed to the idea by slightly nodding their heads. A thought suddenly struck Ran-chan like lightning, she asked with a worried expression on her face,
"Where's Ryuuji?" The martial artist looked around, and then saw her son a few feet away with a mysterious looking woman. She wore a black renaissance dress, with ruffles everywhere, and had long hair that was pulled tightly back into a bun. As the two figures walked up to the little group, the woman asked them,
"Does this child belong to one of you?" There was an awkward silence for a moment, then Ryoga mustered up all his courage and said, extremely nervous,
"Oh, Ryuuji, don't scare daddy like that…! I was so…umm…worried!" He glanced over at Ran-chan, who was giving him the "I'm-so-gonna-kill-you" look. Ryoga then looked back to Ryuuji, who had the most confused little face anyone had ever seen. He leaned down and quietly whispered into the little boy's ear, "We're gonna play a game called pretend…you just have to pretend I'm your father…" Ryuuji happily nodded, while Ranma and co. sweat dropped.
"I'm sorry for the loss of your wife, I saw her as she was being captured along with some of the other women…" The kind woman said politely.
"Thank you for your condolences, and thank you for looking after my son," Ryoga replied, and then saw the woman leaving the group, gently smiling. After she left, the eternal lost boy looked at his rival, and smiled anxiously.
Meanwhile…
"Let me out!" Akane screamed as she furiously smashed her fists on the door.
"It's no use, don't waste your strength…" a deep male voice came from behind her. She helplessly looked around the dark room that she was placed in, wondering where the haunting voice was coming from.
"Who are you!? Why did you bring me here!?" She finally asked, ordering an answer. Suddenly lights flashed on, lighting parts of the room. Akane squinted at first then looked around. From what she could see, it looked like an ordinary bedroom/office. The room had dark blue wallpaper, and carpet, a king-sized bed with black sheets, a wooden desk, and a computer with a monitor.
"My name is Haruki Kana, and you are in my chambers," the male voice explained.
"Show yourself!" the young mother demanded as she looked around cautiously. A man from the shadows appeared in front of her. Half of his face was still shaded, but Akane could easily see that he had tanned skin, and wore a long black trench coat, black pants and black shoes.
"Welcome Mistress," He simply said as he locked eyes with her.
"I beg your pardon, I am not your mistress!" Akane retorted as she brought her right hand backwards, getting ready to slap him, but as her speeding hand went straight for his left cheek, he quickly grabbed her wrist.
"That's why you were brought here…that's why all those women were brought here…make yourself at home, you'll be here a while…" Haruki calmly replied as he released his grip on her, walked off, and opened the door, stepping out. Akane sped off to the door, but before she could get outside, the door locked her inside once again.
"I- I don't understand…" The young woman told herself as she slumped to the floor. "I gotta get outta here!" She frantically looked around for her answer, and then looked over to the nearby computer, an idea fresh in her mind. "Hmmm…" she pondered for a bit.
Back at the Dojo…
"YOUR SON!?" Ranma quoted loudly to Ryoga, who just looked up at him tensely. By this time everyone was dressed in their regular outfits, and Ryuuji was sound asleep in his room.
"Heh, well, what did you expect? You can't say that he was your son in your girl form," the pretender looked up at Ranma, sweat dropping and laughing nervously.
"He's right, Ranma, my boy," Genma said as he looked at his grown-up son.
"Ohhh…Akane! My little girl's gone!? AKANE!" Soun sobbed as he ran through the whole house screaming Akane's name, pure panic in his voice. Cologne hopped in on her stick and said to everyone,
"Now, now…what we need is to think of a plan to save the young Akane."
"How, great-grandmother? Shampoo no understand," Shampoo said as she looked at Cologne.
"Well, I have weapons that all of us can use," Mousse answered as he pulled out countless objects from his sleeves.
"I don't need any of those, I'm a living weapon!" Ranma replied with confidence.
"Hmph…Will you be more serious? Well, I would say that we would first need to go to their hideout…then attack them, and free, Akane," Ryoga explained as he enclosed his fingers together.
"We need to find the hideout first, sugar…who's sneaky, and knows their way around?" Ukyo asked herself, trying to come up with someone.
"That…that guy…he works for lower-classman Kuno…he's like his little, stupid man servant, ninja, person…his name is…is…ARGH!" Ranma placed his right hand to his head, trying to come up with the name. "It's…It's…aww forget it, all we have to do is give lower-classman, Kuno a visit."
"RANMA! This is all your fault! Hurry up and rescue my little girl!" Soun suddenly ordered as he got in Ranma's face, with a scary expression, looking like a demon.
"I'm going, I'm going!" the accused young man replied as he sped out the door, anxiously.
The Kuno Residence…
"You want me…Tatewaki Kuno, age 20, Furinkan High's previous Blue Thunder, to help you, Ranma Saotome in an important mission…?" Kuno asked in a poetic way. His looks hadn't changed much during the two-year period; he still wore his black hakama-pants and dark blue gi. Ranma just simply nodded as he began,
"You're still the same…even after two years…look, Kuno-"
"That is upper-classman, Kuno, to you, cretin…" the swordsman corrected as he sat down on the floor, his bokken to his side.
"Whatever! Akane's been kidnapped!"
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Well that's all for this chapter. PLEASE REVIEW! I threw in some drama for all of you ^.^ If you have any suggestions, please say so, there is much more to come! Tell me what you think! I know this chapter is a little short.
x Akane Tendo x