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"Fight Karm with Karma"
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Author: Ron Dow751. Default Chapter2. 02: Ranma's Girl Problem3.
03: School is No Place for Challenges4. 04: Hot Water5. 05: The
Tendou Trick6. 06: The Answer7. 07: Taihen Beef8. 08: A Sight Best
Not Beheld9. 09: May The Goddess Bless10. 10: A Doll For Two11.
11: Go Ahead, Try to Take Her12. 12: Check Mate13. 13: Tomobiki
the 13th14. 14: When Martial Artists Assemble!15. 15: Fight Karma
with Karma
PG-13 - English - Humor/Action/Adventure - Reviews: 40 - Publish
date: 08-04-02 - Updated: 12-06-02 storyid: 892133
Ranma & Kaneda
By Ron Dow75
15: Fight Karma with Karma
[To skip to the changes I made go to Edit: Find: `]
[Note: A Japanese schoolday has 4 periods before lunch.]
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While Ranma-chan and Kane-chan competed to win the secret of
Principal Hinako Ninomiya's techniques, Nabiki had returned to
her 3rd period class.
When she entered Class 2-E, Tsugako interrupted her English book
report by blurting out, "Nabiki!??! You survived?!!" `
Ichie, Nabiki's Second Vice President and Treasurer, rose in her
seat, "Again??!" She wasn't the only one in class to voice their
surprise.
The English teacher ordered, "Miss Gojo! Miss Ichijo! It is
still class time!" The pudgy Mr. Ohara turned his hard, critical
eye towards the one who had entered in the middle of his lesson.
Nabiki, trying to look modestly smug, said, "I just returned
from seeing the new principal. She liked my suggestions."
Mr. Ohara was obviously yet to be one of Miss Hinako's fans. But
he motioned for Miss Tendou to take her seat. He then told Miss
Gojo, "Proceed with your report on Adam Smith's "The Wealth of
Nations"."
First Vice President and Secretary Tsugako continued, "Er...
"Greed is good. It is there on both sides of the equation,
demand as well as supply"..."
Ichie, the cute girl with the bowl hairdo, glanced around at her
President, before returning her eyes towards the front of the
room. She said in as quiet a voice as she could, "Well?!!"
Nabiki said, seemingly as calm and in-charge as ever, "A little
aikido."
Ichie whispered, "I thought the "School of Anything-Goes"
teaches.... Never mind. Ask a stupid question." She risked
turned around to look at Nabiki, "I thought you stopped your
martial arts practices."
Nabiki nodded, and said as if she had a secret, "All but one.
And I don't "practice" it." A serious look washed over her face,
"But I can't practice it as much as I'd like." A shudder went
through her. "I have to be very careful about when I use my
aikido."
Ichie looked at her, "How very cryptic." But she made the pinky-
swear sign, "But I promise to keep it our secret weapon."
Mr. Ohara called, "Nabiki Tendou, we shall hear YOUR extra
credit book report now!" Tsugako was already on her way back to
her own seat.
Despite the teacher's wish to embarrass her, Nabiki wasn't
caught off-guard. She got her report from her bookbag, and went
to stand in front of the classroom.
Nabiki reported in an English that was less heavily accented as
the others in her classroom, "As Mr. Ohara has only specified
that our reading must be at a certain level of proficiency, I
have chosen to report on a classic. A science fiction classic."
The class muttered briefly among themselves. They didn't think
science fiction was Nabiki's usual taste. Nabiki enjoyed keeping
people wondering about her; it helped keep them off balance. She
read from her report, " "The Foundation", by Isaac Asimov"..."
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When the class time was over, and free time had begun, the Vice-
President of the Sci-Fi club hurried over to try and recruit a
new member. There was a knot of people had already started to
form around her, asking her questions. But she, as usual, was
careful not to be too specific about anything. ` Hiro Mirioka
said, "Nabiki Tendou! I didn't know you liked what we like!"
Miss Tendou informed him, "I don't. "The Foundation Trilogy"
just had something about it I could relate to."
Hiro tried to draw her into his universe, "Like, maybe, "The
Mule"? HE could change they way people think just by looking at
them!"
Miss Tendou laughed, "I am NO Mule. He nearly ended up ruling
the galaxy, and at a young age. If *I* had his power don't you
think I would be the lord of at LEAST Nerima by now?"
Those that had been listening laughed and agreed. Nabiki was
pleased with herself. She thought she had planted a seed she
could use WITHOUT revealing the truth. ` And even if they did
know the truth, people like Ranma would have to be far more
emotionally balanced to be any real threat to her. `
Standing in the corner, apart from others, Ichie didn't laugh so
hard. She knew enough from Nabiki that martial artists tried to
put emotional force behind their chi attacks. She whispered to
herself, "Aikido deflects the force aimed at it...." Ichie
looked at her leader in a new light. "No wonder she acts so
coolly, without much emotional force. It must be how she keeps
herself grounded, and ready to use a person's own emotional
energy against them." She shuddered, "What could have caused her
to develop that skill SO well!? I didn't think she put herself
in that much danger!"
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Ranma-chan had lost the first round of the competition. ` For
now she was waiting in the shoe locker room. This time she had
her indoor slippers on.
She checked the clock again. She remembered the school had
returned to the normal ten-minute free time between periods.
Fourth period would begin soon; she headed up to Classroom 1-F
talking to herself. She was fuming so badly she repeated some of
what was said by the others, "And little miss "I-don't-go-to-
school-here" volunteers to go get everything that brat "Miss
Hinako" needs for her tree house! "Don't worry," "Akane-chan"
says, "I know all about carpentry! I helped build a dojo: More
than ONCE!". And off she goes to the hardware store."
"MEANWHILE, *I* have to return to classes "like a"--gag!--"good
girl" until the kid-head-master decides to give me permission to
get out of them! "I'll talk to your tannin/homeroom teacher to
make SURE you don't play skip school again!"."
"At LEAST I made sure Akane left the school grounds. If she
keeps her word, I SHOULD be back when she gets back by
lunchtime." She frowned though, "She better not sneak back and
try to learn that Hinako-brat's secrets before ME!"
In her agitation, Ranma-chan had walked faster than she'd
planned. She came into the classroom a couple of minutes before
the bell:
Hiroshi noticed her first, "Wow! Ranma, you're still in your
Chinese clothes! Did you get special permission, after all?!"
Daisuke said, "I wouldn't have thought you knew how to handle
little kids, Ranma."
Hiroshi said to his friend, "Aw, Daisuke, don't you know that
girls are just better at dealing with kids!?"
Ranma-chan cried, "I'm NOT good with kids!!"
Sayuri told the jerks, "Leave her alone! Didn't you HEAR what
her father did to the poor thing!?!"
Yuka reminded them, "He raised her to believe she was a guy!"
Hiroshi looked at Ranma-chan. "Puberty must've come as a
surprise." Even in the baggy clothes, her figure was well
rounded.
The bell rang. Mr. Suzuki teacher told them to be, "Quite,
class! Time to be in your seats! Life and Environment Studies
will be about the differences between mammals and the other
animals..."
Almost growling, Ranma-chan went to hers, saying to the others,
"Ain't anybody gonna ask where's Kaneda!? Why am I the only one
who hasta have good attendance?"
But the teacher didn't ignore "Mr. Absent".
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As soon as Ranma-chan's fourth period was over with, she bounded
out of the classroom door. Anything or one that got in her way,
she just jumped over.
Daisuke asked, "What is HER problem? She ducked out on us all of
Friday's free periods, too."
Hiroshi said, "Maybe she HAS to keep going. You know, "female
problems"."
Sayuri glared at the jerks, "And what do YOU two know about
that!?"
Hiroshi said, "I KNOW my grandmother has problems like that! She
has to wear diapers."
Daisuke said, "Oh, Dude! That much about girls, I DON'T want to
know!"
Sayuri said, "Don't you GUYS bother to listen to a girl? Ranma
said she has to meet with the new principal, again."
Yuka reported from the hallway outside the door, "If Ranma is,
she's stopping off in the girls' room first."
Sayuri cried, "Yuka! You don't say things like that in front of
guys!!"
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Classroom 1-F was eating their lunches and goofing off in their
various ways when Nabiki Tendou came in. Somehow she knew the
teacher wouldn't be there.
She knew Hiroshi and Daisuke, and it wasn't hard to find them. She
approached the teens standing off to the side, assessing the girls,
"You're Kaneda's friends, aren't you?"
Daisuke Koyasu was a little disappointed by what he looked at her,
"You're wearing the school's uniform again."
Hiroshi Tsujitani said, "Even Nabiki Tendou has to surrender to
the dress code."
Nabiki had no intention of telling them the truth. She had only
told everybody to ignore the dress code to draw attention to
Ranma's Chinese clothes. And it had worked. That had been one of
the conditions the teachers had gotten out of the new principal.
Miss Hinako was now on notice that for them to recognize her as
their principal, she would have to enforce the dress code. And
that meant dresses for ALL girls.
Nabiki said, "I DID say I could change the code. Well, that should
argue against me having any special powers." And make for the
perfect emotional tension about her: Can she, or can't she? It left
them more off-balanced around her.
Daisuke asked, suspiciously, "What ARE you here for? Gambling,
or are you selling something?"
Nabiki acted a little hurt, "Is money the ONLY thing you think I
care about? What about family? I DO think of my little brother."
Daisuke said, "Yes, he's told us what you think of him."
Nabiki made to leave, "Okay, then, if you don't want to do come
to the party we're having for Kaneda's fiancée!...."
Hiroshi said, "For Ranma?!"
Yuka, too, said, "A party for Ranma? What kind is it? A welcome
to neighborhood party?!"
Nabiki smiled. The final part of her grand scheme was about to fall
into place. After this the profits could start coming. And the best
part was that after she'd gotten made money on Ranma as a girl,
she'd make money on Ranma as a guy. (Though there WERE reasons
why she might not want to cash in on Ranma's male opportunity.)
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Ranma-chan was approaching the strand of trees where,
supposedly, the kid-principal still was. She was hurrying.
Lunchtime was only 45 minutes. If she were lucky, though, she'd
be able to get an excuse from the principal and miss the
afternoon classes.
But Ranma-chan was still thinking about the indignity of being a
girl. ` The three minutes she'd struggled to do what she had to
do in the girls' room had made her even MORE upset about having
to stay in a girl's body. "I BETTER learn this technique!...And
I BETTER not hafta be a girl to do it!...I'm gonna find a cure
to this curse!! What a waste of pride it'd be, then! 'Cause,
right now, NO technique's powerful enough for me to give up my
manhood to use!" To LEARN was apparently another thing.
Kane-chan up ahead called to her, "You're talking to yourself!
Everybody can hear you!" She was in her schoolgirl's uniform.
But she also had a canvass carpenter's apron on.
Ranma-chan called back, "So what!! Your assassin sister's got
people believing I'm half crazy, anyway!!"
Kane-chan said, "Better half, than fully!"
Ranma-chan noticed that the pre-cut planks, beams, siding,
shingles, boxes of nails and spikes, tools and other stuff had
already been delivered. The remarkable show of ability to get
this done in such a short time made Ranma start to wonder about
how deeply Kaneda was involved in Nabiki's scheming. Then,
again, the family knew how to work quickly. It WAS only 5 days
since she'd arrived at their house. "You're really enjoying this
happenin' to me, ain'tcha!?!"
Kane-chan told her, "No, I don't: Honest! But I do know you
weren't happy with your life before you met me!"
Ranma-chan told him, "I was happier than I am now!"
Kane-chan said, "You haven't given yourself the chance to try
being a girl!"
Ranma-chan raised a fist, "That's, because, I'm, a, GUY!!"
Approaching from the main building, Miss Hinako said, "I sense
aggression!"
Ranma-chan forced her fist to unclench. "Man! If I didn't think
you might get the secret of her technique before me, I just
might forget about my code about hittin' girls. Your sister's
certainly pushed me to the limit!"
Kane-chan was torn up inside, There is a way I could ease her
pain. But even if *I* were ready to tell her, she's not ready to
hear how changing her name to Kei Tendou could make her happier
than being Ranma Saotome, girl...or guy.
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Her job done, Nabiki left for her own classroom. Tsugako was
waiting for her. She'd been acting as lookout. The taller girl
with the long, curly hair and small eyes asked, "Did everything
work out as you planned it?"
Nabiki said, "So far. The party will provide the witnesses, and
it won't cost our concern anything. I've explained things to my
big sister. She understands as long as Ranma Saotome is known by
everybody to be a girl, the two fathers can't marry either of us off
to Ranma."
Tsugako nodded, that much she understood, "You have legal proof
that Ranma's father was FORCING Ranma to be a guy. As long as
Ranma is a girl, the only one in your family she can marry is your
brother, Kaneda. But what I don't understand is--"
Nabiki glanced sideways at her associate, "What our cousin Kei
Tendou has to do with this?" She put her eyes forward again.
"Kasumi's only willing to help if there's a fair chance."
Tsugako asked, " "Fair chance"?"
Nabiki's mood was no longer so upbeat, "That's the problem with
fair chances. There's a chance that after all your efforts to
have the house odds you could still lose." She frowned, "You
see, Kei Tendou CAN marry one of us."
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Little Miss Hinako, still looking like an 8 or 9-year-old, had
just returned from somewhere out of the school's compound. She
had armfuls of junk food. But she said, "I didn't realize I
would have to make decisions as the principal."
Kane-chan told her, "Well, it's still the first day. From the
way things I understand things were run under the old
principals, the staff tried to avoid asking them anything. I'm
sure they'll do their best to do without you."
Miss Hinako smiled, "That's good. Then I can concentrate on
what's important." Right then she was concentrating on finishing
her tako taco.
Ranma-chan said, humoring the brat, "And that would be, stoppin'
delinquents?"
Miss Hinako said, "No, silly. I told you I want to show
everybody I can REFORM people. The purpose of any school should
be to turn out MODEL citizens!" Model citizens apparently ate
chewed on Pocky sticks while drinking the chocolate straight
from the cup.
Ranma-chan grumbled, "I don't like the sound of that." But
biting back her rebellion, she concentrated on why she was
putting up with being a girl, "Now, if we build you your tree
house, will you tell us how you to that trick of yours?" She
pulled out a paper napkin from the kid's load.
Miss Hinako asked, "The "Happo 5-yen Satsu"?"
Ranma-chan said, "Yes! That 5-yen statsu thing!" The kid looked
like she was waiting for Ranma-chan to use the napkin for her.
Since her arms were still full, Ranma did.
Miss Hinako smiled, and said, "Okay!"
Kane-chan said, "But we're going to build an PRINCIPAL'S office,
right?"
Miss Hinako said to herself, "That's right, I have to have an
office like any other high school administrator."
Ranma-chan cried, "In the TREES!?!" gesturing.
Miss Hinako told her quite definitely, "Oh, yes! It has to be
here! It can't be ANY place else!"
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Back in Classroom 1-F the 45-minute lunchtime was over with. It
was now well into the 30-minute cleaning time. Furinkan's
schedule was a lot like any elementary school in Japan. It was
at this part in the day the teenagers disliked the comparison.
And the fact that their homeroom teacher/tannin was there,
making sure everybody was doing something. At least Mr. Egami
let them talk among themselves as they did mostly busy-work.
They weren't expected to be full of "I'll do my best!" spirit.
Daisuke said, "Why isn't Kaneda here to help?" He was stacking
desks.
Sayuri said, "Why isn't RANMA here to help?" She was pushing
loose things with her broom.
Yuka was dusting with a rag, "I don't mind cleaning. It gives
your mind a chance to rest!" Of course, she was dusting near
where Hiroshi was cleaning erasers.
Hiroshi said, "Maybe we shouldn't GO to Ranma's birthday party."
Yuka said, "Not go to a girl's "Sweet Sixteen" party!?! Oh, we
can't do that!"
Sayuri said, "That's right! From what Nabiki told us, Ranma
hasn't had hardly ANY parties!"
Yuka said, "It breaks my heart to think of that poor girl's
never had a birthday party before!"
Daisuke said, "WHY is she having one, anyway!? Nabiki says
Ranma's birthday has already gone: She was born April 1st!"
Hiroshi told him, "That IS the point, stupid! She wasn't HERE
when she had her birthday. She didn't have ANYBODY but her cruel
and heartless dad with her on her birthday."
Daisuke stopped stacking. "I THOUGHT you were on my side. I
thought you didn't want to go any more than I do."
Hiroshi did his best to sound sincere, "Well, Yuka's convinced
me we should go."
Daisuke did little to hide what he thought. He said to the guy
allowing himself to be lead around on a leash, "Well, *I* don't
want to go to a girl's birthday party!"
Hiroshi told his dense friend, "But it IS a gir-ls party! As in
there'll be GIRLS there?"
Daisuke looked around the classroom; "Are there going to be any
girls from outside this class?"
Sayuri bumped her broom against Daisuke's shoes, getting him to
move, "Only girls who don't KNOW you would go out with you!"
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The frame of the tree house 2.5 meters off the ground was
complete already. Kane-chan had hammered in the spikes through
the beams and posts on the ground, and Ranma-chan pounded them
in place using JUST a piece of scrap wood and the sides of her
fist! The two of them were getting sweaty and where not at ALL
concerned about their unladylike positions. (Indeed, besides
trying to keep their boobs from moving around too much, Kane-
chan kept pulling on her bra and panties, and Ranma-chan wished
she could do something about her shiatsu corset.)
Eating shrimp-flavored crackers, Miss Hinako was having second
thoughts, "Perhaps I should hire MEN."
Up in the tree Ranma-chan cried, "You want MEN?! We can give you
men!!" She was straddling the beam that she'd just spiked into
the one coming up at an angle from below. (And straddling
reminded her what she as a girl had under her, between her
legs.)
Kane-chan had just hammered in the last support brace to the
tree's trunk; "You have something against women doing a "man's
job"!?!" She DIDN'T want to give Ranma-chan the excuse to become
a guy. (Though her OWN feelings argued that she should become a
guy herself.)
Miss Hinako asked innocently, "Aren't most carpentry work done
by men because they're better at it? They ARE stronger."
Kane-chan told her, "But women have greater manual dexterity,
and physical endurance, and--"
Ranma-chan added, "And they can't stand being outdoors in the
cold as much; they don't have the emotional endurance..."
Kane-chan did her best to ignore the person who still had a
thing against having to be a girl, "Miss Hinako, the male
teachers in Japan GREATLY outnumber the female teachers. Does
that mean they're better at being teachers?!" Again she repeated
arguments she'd heard before from others.
Miss Hinako stood up straight and proud, "Of course not! If
anything, women SHOULD be favored when it comes to working with
children!"
Kane-chan said, "Well, close enough." She called up to Ranma-
chan, "See!? Being a woman shouldn't keep you from doing
anything!"
Ranma-chan called back down, "YOU'RE one to talk!"
Kane-chan started tossing up boards as fast as she could, "Let's
see some of that Saotome speed put into a little UPPER body
action. Arrange these planks on the joices!"
Ranma-chan caught them, and was placing them faster than Kane-
chan could give them up to her. But that didn't stop her from
complaining, "What gives YOU the right to be the foreman!?!"
Kane-chan told her, "The Tendou School uses TOOLS, remember?! I
KNOW what I'm doing!"
Ranma-chan mocked her, "But YOUR name is "Saotome", remember!?!"
Kane-chan still smiled, "Which doesn't MEAN I haven't learned
more from the Tendou School than the Saotome School!"
Miss Hinako watched them while she ate her caramel yam-on-a-
stick, "Those two girls are acting like boys. They argue, but
their battle auras aren't very heated. If it wasn't for the
tremendous fighting spirit that wants to explode from Miss RANMA
Saotome I'd say it was like they were only competitive rivals."
Miss Hinako nodded, and dropped her half-eaten treat.
She took two large donuts from a box.
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Kane-chan had joined Ranma-chan. She had climbed up on the
platform of loose planks that would become the tree office's
floor. Both of them were kneeling near the center of the
platform. She told Ranma-cha, "Watch what I do, and I'll show
you "Tendou Martial Arts Carpentry"!"
Ranma-chan snorted, "Hhnnh! I'll just bet. It'd BETTER be out of
the ordinary, if we're gonna get this dumb place done before--"
Kane-chan licked her fingertips, "Make sure your fingers are
wet..."
Ranma-chan grumbled, "As if we don't get wet enough."
Kane-chan took a handful of nails, "The trick is to use Western-
style nails, with flat heads. The larger the better." She put
the nails in her mouth.
Ranma-chan said, "Well, That's ONE thing I like about it
already: It makes it harder for you to talk."
Kane-chan leaned over in her school dress and blouse and stuck a
thumb in her mouth. With the saliva keeping the nail in place,
she brought it over where the floor joice was. She then shoved
the nail down until it stuck in the wood, and stood up on its
own. She repeated the process down the plank.
Ranma-chan had been kneeling in place, watching, though
frowning, "Doesn't that hurt your fingers?"
Kane-chan challenged her, "How much of a martial artist are you?
Of COURSE it hurts, but it's nothing compared to some pain we
have to go through. Think of it as strengthening and toughening
your fingers, hands and arms." Of course, applying a little
"Tendou Upper-Body Whip-Crack" makes it a whole lot easier! But
she's not going to appreciate MY school until she has to ask to
learn its secrets.
Kane-chan then took a scrap board and set it on top of the nails
sticking out of the floorboards. She used one of her wooden
mallets to hammer the scrap dead center, then jumped out to the
ends, then back closer to the center. In less than 30 seconds
she had the scrap down level with the floorboards, all of the
nails driven in straight.
Ranma-chan again snorted, "Hnh! With MY speed and strength, we
should get this place done in almost no time."
Kane-chan told her, "Don't forget the manual dexterity. Without
that the nails going in right, they'll be a hazard. Not to
mention the room will be rickety!" The Ranma had already made
the posts a little out of plumb.
Ranma-chan said, "Yeah, yeah!" as she dropped a handful of nails
into her mouth.
Kane-chan crossed her arms, and kneeled back to watch. Ranma-
chan tried to get as many nails sticking to as many fingers of
one hand as she could. She would get two, three at most over to
where they were supposed to be. The rest of the nails would drop
off along the way. The nails were not evenly or efficiently
spaced. But Kane-chan held back her comments. Ranma was
stubborn. She would have to find out these things for herself.
Kane-chan thought, Until Ranma DOES think of it as a
martial arts event, she won't take it seriously. She's been
brainwashed to think only something to do with fighting is
worth her attention.
Ranma-chan got a raggedy line of nails over the floor joice on
her side of the platform. Spitting out the last of the nails in
her mouth, Ranma-chan shook her hand, "Oow! That DOES hurt! How
many more times are we gonna have to do this??"
Kane-chan was ready to speak to her, "That's where a woman's
endurance comes in. They can put up with pain better than men."
Ranma-chan couldn't take her seriously at all, "If you want to
be an advocate for Women's Lib, then WHY don't you stay a girl!"
She picked up her own scrap board to pound on.
Kane-chan said, "Because this is Japan! You can't kick, scream
and claw your way up the ladder! It's hard enough for MEN to be
accepted doing jobs they aren't certified or born to do."
Ranma-chan said, "And you want ME to put up with that, when you
can't!? Ayiiya!!" Instead of using a hammer, Ranma-chan used
both fists and forearms to pound the scrap board down onto the
nails all at once.
Kane-chan glowered at the girl; even doing something she hadn't
done before, but Kane-chan HAD, Ranma-chan had still found a way
to be better! "I thought you just MIGHT be tougher than I am!"
Ranma-chan lifted the scrap board and looked at her sloppy line
of nails; they were flush with the floor, though. Any part of
the nail or head that wanted to stick out had been pressed into
the planks. "That kind of tough life I DON'T want."
On her side, Kane-chan carefully slid to the floor planks that
were still loose. She told her, "Think of all the women you
could help who are not as strong and determined as you! You'd
show the men and inspire the women!"
Ranma was about to put the nails in her mouth, "Right: A girl
who thinks like a guy! It's gotta be their own fault they're OWN
fault they allowed themselves to be on the bottom!" She started
spitting out nails.
Kane-chan nearly choked on her own mouthful of nails. Rather
than help Ranma take up the challenge of being a girl, what
Ranma had said only reinforced her OWN determination not to be a
girl. Win Ranma-chan or lose her, being a guy had GOT to be
better than being a girl. A wife was expected to be a HELPMATE;
a mother was expected to be care for the kids: But WHAT kind of
help and care did THEY get!!
Then, again, the female principle, Yin, WAS dark and negative!
She put her anger to proving just how much of a guy she was: The
TENDOU School would be the winner at Martial Arts Carpentry!!
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Kane-chan had put away her wooden mallet. She had learned to do
Ranma's trick with the two fists and forearms. And she'd almost
become as good at driving the nails into the planks. But she
wasn't as strong as Ranma-chan! She had to go back and finish
getting the nails flush with the mallet against the scrap board.
And she was losing the race, too! They had moved beyond the
floorboards and were moving the planks up the posts. The walls
were rising fast, and Ranma's faster than HERS!
An adult, and sexy, woman's voice called up to them from the
ground, "Oh, girls! Don't go any higher with the walls! I want
to be surrounded by windows!" Ranma-chan was still putting up
boards and driving nails in behind Kane-chan.
Kane-chan looked over the railing high wallboards. "Miss
Hinako!?! Is that you?!" It certainly looked like the busty
woman that had sent Kaneda swooning (and from this angle above
her, Kane-chan had a VERY good view of her cleavage). ...Could a
woman with THAT fantastic a figure possibly eat many donuts?
Well, maybe not. Miss Hinako wasn't eating the donuts. She was
casually holding a donut in each hand, with the holes up. If
Kane-chan had been aware of how her powers work, she would have
noticed that the holes were aimed at Ranma-chan. Miss Hinako
wasn't interested in draining energy, just siphoning the excess
off. And Ranma's anger over what had happened to her, made into
rage by what NABIKI Tendou's character assassination this
morning gave the battle aura eater more than enough to sustain
her adult form. It also had relieved a great deal of all that
pressure building up inside Ranma. And that had allowed Ranma-
chan to put her energy to CONSTRUCTIVE, if sloppy, use.
The woman called back to Kane-chan, "Yes, it's me: Miss Hinako!
Did you hear me?! I said my office must have plenty of windows!"
Kane-chan glanced away from the beautiful woman long enough to
remind her what she already knew: There was hardly any view at
all. On all sides of her office in the tree there were trees
that blocked her views of the main building and the playing
fields. Kane-chan brought eyes back on the attractive woman, "I
didn't order any windows. If the walls stay this low, it'll look
like you're in a forest ranger's tower."
The sexy woman said, amused, "That's alright. I'm HERE to put
out the fires."
Kane-chan wondered how much of a damper she WOULD be putting on
the school's teenage hormones. Well, KANEDA wouldn't mind her
being a wet blanket. And Kaneda wouldn't mind her being a wet
blanket on Ranma, either, wet as in curse, that is.
Kane-chan turned around, "Ranma! Did you hear what Miss...."
Ranma-chan had already covered her side of the office wall in
planks and was already working on the ceiling. And she, being
Ranma, had to do things differently from ordinary people:
Leaning a plank end against the wall, Ranma-chan was pushing the
nails in with her knuckles now. She then took the plank and
jumped up to the ceiling beam. There she slammed her scrap board
against the nails sticking out of the plank, driving it into the
beam. The floorboards bent and wiggled as she landed, but this
proved that the floor was sturdy enough to support even this.
Miss Hinako, especially, had to wonder at the energy the Ranma
girl had! That intensity of energy left her with no doubt that
the time would come, and come soon, when she would have to
discipline Ranma Saotome. Miss Hinako knew that she could not go
easy on the girl with a man's fighting spirit. Indeed, "Ranma
Saotome may just be the biggest challenge I've ever faced."
Meanwhile, Kane-chan was still staring at how Ranma's boobs
bounced and wobbled and jiggled this way and that way. If she
had been a guy she probably would've kept her mouth shut and
enjoyed the show. But, being a girl, she was reminded of what it
was like to have boobs (and other fat deposits that moved over
the body). "Aren't you getting terribly bruised? It can't be fun
having them flip-flop around like that."
Ranma-chan bellowed, "TELL me about it!!" pouncing straight at
her.
Kane-chan bailed: She dove out the open "window" beside her.
Kane-chan was more concerned about hugging her arms against her
own boobs, than the show of her polka dot panties. She landed on
her slippers near Miss Hinako.
Ranma-chan gripped plank at the opening in the wall, and
threatened, "I'll finish the rest WITHOUT your comments!!"
As Ranma-chan went back to work on her own, Kane-chan vowed to
come back and fix things while Ranma wasn't around. And I have
the satisfaction of having already slipped in a few of my booby
traps. It looks like Ranma doesn't know enough about carpentry
to know she'd help build them for me. They SHOULD come in
handy.
Miss Hinako said, "Miss Akane, come with me. I want to show you
what needs to be done, now."
Kane-chan nodded, "Yes, Ma'am." She would've felt stupid saying
the to a little kid, but it came out naturally with this woman.
Miss Hinako stopped in front of one of the trees that would
block her view of things. She took out a piece of chalk. She
lowered and raised her other hand until it was above her navel.
She brought that hand over to the tree trunk and marked the same
height. "There! That ought to be about heart level."
Kane-chan thought, "Heart level"? Yeah, for a kid --That's it!
It IS for when she's a kid!
Miss Hinako then pointed to a spot at her adult heart's level.
She then made an estimate higher up, from the tree house over to
the same tree. "And one about that height!" She then turned her
eyes onto Kane-chan, "I want holes put in this tree." She
gestured around her, "I want holes put in ALL of these trees!"
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As luck would have it, Dr. Tofu Ono had had to deal with an
emergency. The patients he saw the most often were of course
elderly. Mrs. Baba was not one of them. She was the terror of
the neighborhood, a living caricature of a bitter, mean old
woman. And for somebody who claimed they were half-crippled, she
was as effective as any martial artist with her cane.
That had been what had delayed him on his trip to the temple.
This had been her worst rampage yet. No one had been hurt
seriously, at least. Almost all of the injuries in fact had come
when people scrambled to get out of her way. They had had to
wait until he dealt with Mrs. Baba. She had fought like she was
possessed by a demon.
That was because she was. It had taken him several retreats
and tries before the doctor found the correct shiatsu points that
sealed the demon inside.
As Dr. Tofu lifted the limp woman in his arms he was addressed
by another old man, "Perhaps I have a ward that will release the
demon from the woman."
It was Mr. Priestess Ryoushin of the Temple of the Nine
Abilities. "I will tell you that it HAS been a while since I did
any exorcising. We tend to stay within the Temple." He laughed
to himself, "That's where we can best exercise our talents."
The doctor heard about the old man; he respectfully refrained
from indulging him, "I understand. You prime duty is to guard
the Temple and its contents." But the aura the demon emitted
probably attracted him on one of his excursions outside.
The old man approached with handful of paper wards. "What kind
of a demon do you think it is?"
Dr. Ono found a bench to lay Mrs. Baba down on. It was beneath a
large mirror on a pole. It's polished surface allowed people to
see what was coming around the corner in the road. The doctor
told the priest, "I would say the demon feeds off of her
resentment." He straightened up, "At lest that's what I used to
seal it in."
The old man shook his head sadly, "Yes, I see it, now. Such a
negative emotion to mar such a cute face."
Dr. Tofu was one to not judge by appearances, but this old man
acted like he actually could see the twisted old woman's beauty.
"Uh, the story is when she was a young woman, she had to choose
between a career and marriage."
The old priest shook his head, "An all too common story. But the
stories *I* hear end with the woman finding happiness in giving
it all up for the sake of a family." He placed one of the pieces
of paper with the written prayer on Mrs. Baba's forehead.
Dr. Tofu filled him in on what the neighborhood knew of her,
"Even though her husband loved her, he did not understand her.
He continued to treat her the way he had before their arranged
marriage. Worse, her nagging and fighting only drove him to his
old girlfriends. Her battles with them didn't end, either."
The old priest held up his gohei stick with the pieces of paper
on strings. "Yes, men are idiots." He laughed, "I know: I used
to be like that myself! I was a champion girl hunter before my
dear Hani-chan put me under the goddess Benten's spell." He
chanted and waved his exorcism wand.
Dr. Tofu was about to say something when he noticed red wisp
surrounded by a dark blue aura leave the woman's open mouth. The
sleeping woman visibly relaxed.
The old man squatted, "Oh, that wears an old man out. I need to
rest a moment."
Dr. Tofu continued to look at the woman. "The demon is gone, but
the feelings remain."
The old priest glanced at her, "She should have been more of a
Buddhist." He looked away, "She should have been more of a
woman."
Dr. Tofu said, "Surely you don't suggest it is the woman who
must make all of the sacrifices?"
Groaning a bit, the old man rose, "No, but isn't that how it
usually works out? A woman's brain is build differently. They
have better "people skills"." He smiled, "And I don't mean the
kind that makes men political leaders."
Dr. Tofu said, "Is that why you put the shiatsu corset on
Ranma? So that Ranma would stay a woman long enough to
use her brain?"
The old priest said, "I hope you didn't take it off?"
Dr. Tofu said, "I did, until I heard who had done it. I then put
it back until I heard from you why you did it to the poor kid."
The priest smiled, "Karma!"
Dr. Tofu was not amused, "Karma is a Buddhist concept."
The old man's smile broadened, "You know we Japanese can be both
a Shintoist and a Buddhist." He chuckled, "I even know the
rituals to the Christian sacraments. (Of course I do it for a
different reason than their priests.)" He started to do a small
jig, "But my specialty is love. I'm in love with the idea of
love!"
Dr. Tofu paled, "You mean Ranma and, and Kasumi?" He bowed his
head. "If that is what will make her the happiest. --Ow!"
The old man had shot a pebble out of his bamboo blowgun; it had
struck him between the eyes. "As I said, men can be idiots.
"It is better to have loved and lost, than to have loved and won
the booby prize! Karma has given Ranma and KANEDA a chance few
others have. They can come to see both sexes AS both sexes. Once
they accept that, they can learn to accept the other sex. Unlike the
rest of us, they will be able to agree which sex they will be
for the other. And appreciating that can make all the
difference."
Dr. Tofu said, "But Ranma resents and is repulsed by what's
being forced on him!"
The old man said, "Trauma and stress will do that. It will take
time. Kaneda HAS had a head start of 16 years to get used to the
idea he could become a girl. It has only been weeks for Ranma.
It WOULD be easier if he had to stay a girl. But it would not be
fair."
He turned a serious eye on the doctor, "And without it being HIS
choice, his soul would never be fully accept it. Deep down, he
would always resent his fate."
The doctor nodded, "Yes. I see that, now. Kaneda has been raised
to think like a guy. He, too, would resent having to become the
girl without agreeing to it. She definitely would want Ranma to
appreciate what she'd done for him."
The old priest nodded, "Only then could she be satisfied being the
wife and mother."
Dr. Tofu still had his doubts, "But there will ALWAYS be that
accusation in the back of their minds. They will know that they
had to give up the gender the other enjoyed."
The old priest said, "A true man and a true woman knows that is
what they were meant to be. I will provide you with a technique
that seals away the small doubts they have left. But the
knowledge of what they learned will make them a better man and a
better woman." He grinned, "In fact, the more they fight now,
the less they'll fight then. Because they will definitely
establish WHAT kind the man or woman would best please each
other."
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Ranma & Kaneda
By Ron Dow75
15: Fight Karma with Karma
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[Note: A Japanese schoolday has 4 periods before lunch.]
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While Ranma-chan and Kane-chan competed to win the secret of
Principal Hinako Ninomiya's techniques, Nabiki had returned to
her 3rd period class.
When she entered Class 2-E, Tsugako interrupted her English book
report by blurting out, "Nabiki!??! You survived?!!" `
Ichie, Nabiki's Second Vice President and Treasurer, rose in her
seat, "Again??!" She wasn't the only one in class to voice their
surprise.
The English teacher ordered, "Miss Gojo! Miss Ichijo! It is
still class time!" The pudgy Mr. Ohara turned his hard, critical
eye towards the one who had entered in the middle of his lesson.
Nabiki, trying to look modestly smug, said, "I just returned
from seeing the new principal. She liked my suggestions."
Mr. Ohara was obviously yet to be one of Miss Hinako's fans. But
he motioned for Miss Tendou to take her seat. He then told Miss
Gojo, "Proceed with your report on Adam Smith's "The Wealth of
Nations"."
First Vice President and Secretary Tsugako continued, "Er...
"Greed is good. It is there on both sides of the equation,
demand as well as supply"..."
Ichie, the cute girl with the bowl hairdo, glanced around at her
President, before returning her eyes towards the front of the
room. She said in as quiet a voice as she could, "Well?!!"
Nabiki said, seemingly as calm and in-charge as ever, "A little
aikido."
Ichie whispered, "I thought the "School of Anything-Goes"
teaches.... Never mind. Ask a stupid question." She risked
turned around to look at Nabiki, "I thought you stopped your
martial arts practices."
Nabiki nodded, and said as if she had a secret, "All but one.
And I don't "practice" it." A serious look washed over her face,
"But I can't practice it as much as I'd like." A shudder went
through her. "I have to be very careful about when I use my
aikido."
Ichie looked at her, "How very cryptic." But she made the pinky-
swear sign, "But I promise to keep it our secret weapon."
Mr. Ohara called, "Nabiki Tendou, we shall hear YOUR extra
credit book report now!" Tsugako was already on her way back to
her own seat.
Despite the teacher's wish to embarrass her, Nabiki wasn't
caught off-guard. She got her report from her bookbag, and went
to stand in front of the classroom.
Nabiki reported in an English that was less heavily accented as
the others in her classroom, "As Mr. Ohara has only specified
that our reading must be at a certain level of proficiency, I
have chosen to report on a classic. A science fiction classic."
The class muttered briefly among themselves. They didn't think
science fiction was Nabiki's usual taste. Nabiki enjoyed keeping
people wondering about her; it helped keep them off balance. She
read from her report, " "The Foundation", by Isaac Asimov"..."
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When the class time was over, and free time had begun, the Vice-
President of the Sci-Fi club hurried over to try and recruit a
new member. There was a knot of people had already started to
form around her, asking her questions. But she, as usual, was
careful not to be too specific about anything. ` Hiro Mirioka
said, "Nabiki Tendou! I didn't know you liked what we like!"
Miss Tendou informed him, "I don't. "The Foundation Trilogy"
just had something about it I could relate to."
Hiro tried to draw her into his universe, "Like, maybe, "The
Mule"? HE could change they way people think just by looking at
them!"
Miss Tendou laughed, "I am NO Mule. He nearly ended up ruling
the galaxy, and at a young age. If *I* had his power don't you
think I would be the lord of at LEAST Nerima by now?"
Those that had been listening laughed and agreed. Nabiki was
pleased with herself. She thought she had planted a seed she
could use WITHOUT revealing the truth. ` And even if they did
know the truth, people like Ranma would have to be far more
emotionally balanced to be any real threat to her. `
Standing in the corner, apart from others, Ichie didn't laugh so
hard. She knew enough from Nabiki that martial artists tried to
put emotional force behind their chi attacks. She whispered to
herself, "Aikido deflects the force aimed at it...." Ichie
looked at her leader in a new light. "No wonder she acts so
coolly, without much emotional force. It must be how she keeps
herself grounded, and ready to use a person's own emotional
energy against them." She shuddered, "What could have caused her
to develop that skill SO well!? I didn't think she put herself
in that much danger!"
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Ranma-chan had lost the first round of the competition. ` For
now she was waiting in the shoe locker room. This time she had
her indoor slippers on.
She checked the clock again. She remembered the school had
returned to the normal ten-minute free time between periods.
Fourth period would begin soon; she headed up to Classroom 1-F
talking to herself. She was fuming so badly she repeated some of
what was said by the others, "And little miss "I-don't-go-to-
school-here" volunteers to go get everything that brat "Miss
Hinako" needs for her tree house! "Don't worry," "Akane-chan"
says, "I know all about carpentry! I helped build a dojo: More
than ONCE!". And off she goes to the hardware store."
"MEANWHILE, *I* have to return to classes "like a"--gag!--"good
girl" until the kid-head-master decides to give me permission to
get out of them! "I'll talk to your tannin/homeroom teacher to
make SURE you don't play skip school again!"."
"At LEAST I made sure Akane left the school grounds. If she
keeps her word, I SHOULD be back when she gets back by
lunchtime." She frowned though, "She better not sneak back and
try to learn that Hinako-brat's secrets before ME!"
In her agitation, Ranma-chan had walked faster than she'd
planned. She came into the classroom a couple of minutes before
the bell:
Hiroshi noticed her first, "Wow! Ranma, you're still in your
Chinese clothes! Did you get special permission, after all?!"
Daisuke said, "I wouldn't have thought you knew how to handle
little kids, Ranma."
Hiroshi said to his friend, "Aw, Daisuke, don't you know that
girls are just better at dealing with kids!?"
Ranma-chan cried, "I'm NOT good with kids!!"
Sayuri told the jerks, "Leave her alone! Didn't you HEAR what
her father did to the poor thing!?!"
Yuka reminded them, "He raised her to believe she was a guy!"
Hiroshi looked at Ranma-chan. "Puberty must've come as a
surprise." Even in the baggy clothes, her figure was well
rounded.
The bell rang. Mr. Suzuki teacher told them to be, "Quite,
class! Time to be in your seats! Life and Environment Studies
will be about the differences between mammals and the other
animals..."
Almost growling, Ranma-chan went to hers, saying to the others,
"Ain't anybody gonna ask where's Kaneda!? Why am I the only one
who hasta have good attendance?"
But the teacher didn't ignore "Mr. Absent".
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As soon as Ranma-chan's fourth period was over with, she bounded
out of the classroom door. Anything or one that got in her way,
she just jumped over.
Daisuke asked, "What is HER problem? She ducked out on us all of
Friday's free periods, too."
Hiroshi said, "Maybe she HAS to keep going. You know, "female
problems"."
Sayuri glared at the jerks, "And what do YOU two know about
that!?"
Hiroshi said, "I KNOW my grandmother has problems like that! She
has to wear diapers."
Daisuke said, "Oh, Dude! That much about girls, I DON'T want to
know!"
Sayuri said, "Don't you GUYS bother to listen to a girl? Ranma
said she has to meet with the new principal, again."
Yuka reported from the hallway outside the door, "If Ranma is,
she's stopping off in the girls' room first."
Sayuri cried, "Yuka! You don't say things like that in front of
guys!!"
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Classroom 1-F was eating their lunches and goofing off in their
various ways when Nabiki Tendou came in. Somehow she knew the
teacher wouldn't be there.
She knew Hiroshi and Daisuke, and it wasn't hard to find them. She
approached the teens standing off to the side, assessing the girls,
"You're Kaneda's friends, aren't you?"
Daisuke Koyasu was a little disappointed by what he looked at her,
"You're wearing the school's uniform again."
Hiroshi Tsujitani said, "Even Nabiki Tendou has to surrender to
the dress code."
Nabiki had no intention of telling them the truth. She had only
told everybody to ignore the dress code to draw attention to
Ranma's Chinese clothes. And it had worked. That had been one of
the conditions the teachers had gotten out of the new principal.
Miss Hinako was now on notice that for them to recognize her as
their principal, she would have to enforce the dress code. And
that meant dresses for ALL girls.
Nabiki said, "I DID say I could change the code. Well, that should
argue against me having any special powers." And make for the
perfect emotional tension about her: Can she, or can't she? It left
them more off-balanced around her.
Daisuke asked, suspiciously, "What ARE you here for? Gambling,
or are you selling something?"
Nabiki acted a little hurt, "Is money the ONLY thing you think I
care about? What about family? I DO think of my little brother."
Daisuke said, "Yes, he's told us what you think of him."
Nabiki made to leave, "Okay, then, if you don't want to do come
to the party we're having for Kaneda's fiancée!...."
Hiroshi said, "For Ranma?!"
Yuka, too, said, "A party for Ranma? What kind is it? A welcome
to neighborhood party?!"
Nabiki smiled. The final part of her grand scheme was about to fall
into place. After this the profits could start coming. And the best
part was that after she'd gotten made money on Ranma as a girl,
she'd make money on Ranma as a guy. (Though there WERE reasons
why she might not want to cash in on Ranma's male opportunity.)
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Ranma-chan was approaching the strand of trees where,
supposedly, the kid-principal still was. She was hurrying.
Lunchtime was only 45 minutes. If she were lucky, though, she'd
be able to get an excuse from the principal and miss the
afternoon classes.
But Ranma-chan was still thinking about the indignity of being a
girl. ` The three minutes she'd struggled to do what she had to
do in the girls' room had made her even MORE upset about having
to stay in a girl's body. "I BETTER learn this technique!...And
I BETTER not hafta be a girl to do it!...I'm gonna find a cure
to this curse!! What a waste of pride it'd be, then! 'Cause,
right now, NO technique's powerful enough for me to give up my
manhood to use!" To LEARN was apparently another thing.
Kane-chan up ahead called to her, "You're talking to yourself!
Everybody can hear you!" She was in her schoolgirl's uniform.
But she also had a canvass carpenter's apron on.
Ranma-chan called back, "So what!! Your assassin sister's got
people believing I'm half crazy, anyway!!"
Kane-chan said, "Better half, than fully!"
Ranma-chan noticed that the pre-cut planks, beams, siding,
shingles, boxes of nails and spikes, tools and other stuff had
already been delivered. The remarkable show of ability to get
this done in such a short time made Ranma start to wonder about
how deeply Kaneda was involved in Nabiki's scheming. Then,
again, the family knew how to work quickly. It WAS only 5 days
since she'd arrived at their house. "You're really enjoying this
happenin' to me, ain'tcha!?!"
Kane-chan told her, "No, I don't: Honest! But I do know you
weren't happy with your life before you met me!"
Ranma-chan told him, "I was happier than I am now!"
Kane-chan said, "You haven't given yourself the chance to try
being a girl!"
Ranma-chan raised a fist, "That's, because, I'm, a, GUY!!"
Approaching from the main building, Miss Hinako said, "I sense
aggression!"
Ranma-chan forced her fist to unclench. "Man! If I didn't think
you might get the secret of her technique before me, I just
might forget about my code about hittin' girls. Your sister's
certainly pushed me to the limit!"
Kane-chan was torn up inside, There is a way I could ease her
pain. But even if *I* were ready to tell her, she's not ready to
hear how changing her name to Kei Tendou could make her happier
than being Ranma Saotome, girl...or guy.
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Her job done, Nabiki left for her own classroom. Tsugako was
waiting for her. She'd been acting as lookout. The taller girl
with the long, curly hair and small eyes asked, "Did everything
work out as you planned it?"
Nabiki said, "So far. The party will provide the witnesses, and
it won't cost our concern anything. I've explained things to my
big sister. She understands as long as Ranma Saotome is known by
everybody to be a girl, the two fathers can't marry either of us off
to Ranma."
Tsugako nodded, that much she understood, "You have legal proof
that Ranma's father was FORCING Ranma to be a guy. As long as
Ranma is a girl, the only one in your family she can marry is your
brother, Kaneda. But what I don't understand is--"
Nabiki glanced sideways at her associate, "What our cousin Kei
Tendou has to do with this?" She put her eyes forward again.
"Kasumi's only willing to help if there's a fair chance."
Tsugako asked, " "Fair chance"?"
Nabiki's mood was no longer so upbeat, "That's the problem with
fair chances. There's a chance that after all your efforts to
have the house odds you could still lose." She frowned, "You
see, Kei Tendou CAN marry one of us."
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Little Miss Hinako, still looking like an 8 or 9-year-old, had
just returned from somewhere out of the school's compound. She
had armfuls of junk food. But she said, "I didn't realize I
would have to make decisions as the principal."
Kane-chan told her, "Well, it's still the first day. From the
way things I understand things were run under the old
principals, the staff tried to avoid asking them anything. I'm
sure they'll do their best to do without you."
Miss Hinako smiled, "That's good. Then I can concentrate on
what's important." Right then she was concentrating on finishing
her tako taco.
Ranma-chan said, humoring the brat, "And that would be, stoppin'
delinquents?"
Miss Hinako said, "No, silly. I told you I want to show
everybody I can REFORM people. The purpose of any school should
be to turn out MODEL citizens!" Model citizens apparently ate
chewed on Pocky sticks while drinking the chocolate straight
from the cup.
Ranma-chan grumbled, "I don't like the sound of that." But
biting back her rebellion, she concentrated on why she was
putting up with being a girl, "Now, if we build you your tree
house, will you tell us how you to that trick of yours?" She
pulled out a paper napkin from the kid's load.
Miss Hinako asked, "The "Happo 5-yen Satsu"?"
Ranma-chan said, "Yes! That 5-yen statsu thing!" The kid looked
like she was waiting for Ranma-chan to use the napkin for her.
Since her arms were still full, Ranma did.
Miss Hinako smiled, and said, "Okay!"
Kane-chan said, "But we're going to build an PRINCIPAL'S office,
right?"
Miss Hinako said to herself, "That's right, I have to have an
office like any other high school administrator."
Ranma-chan cried, "In the TREES!?!" gesturing.
Miss Hinako told her quite definitely, "Oh, yes! It has to be
here! It can't be ANY place else!"
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Back in Classroom 1-F the 45-minute lunchtime was over with. It
was now well into the 30-minute cleaning time. Furinkan's
schedule was a lot like any elementary school in Japan. It was
at this part in the day the teenagers disliked the comparison.
And the fact that their homeroom teacher/tannin was there,
making sure everybody was doing something. At least Mr. Egami
let them talk among themselves as they did mostly busy-work.
They weren't expected to be full of "I'll do my best!" spirit.
Daisuke said, "Why isn't Kaneda here to help?" He was stacking
desks.
Sayuri said, "Why isn't RANMA here to help?" She was pushing
loose things with her broom.
Yuka was dusting with a rag, "I don't mind cleaning. It gives
your mind a chance to rest!" Of course, she was dusting near
where Hiroshi was cleaning erasers.
Hiroshi said, "Maybe we shouldn't GO to Ranma's birthday party."
Yuka said, "Not go to a girl's "Sweet Sixteen" party!?! Oh, we
can't do that!"
Sayuri said, "That's right! From what Nabiki told us, Ranma
hasn't had hardly ANY parties!"
Yuka said, "It breaks my heart to think of that poor girl's
never had a birthday party before!"
Daisuke said, "WHY is she having one, anyway!? Nabiki says
Ranma's birthday has already gone: She was born April 1st!"
Hiroshi told him, "That IS the point, stupid! She wasn't HERE
when she had her birthday. She didn't have ANYBODY but her cruel
and heartless dad with her on her birthday."
Daisuke stopped stacking. "I THOUGHT you were on my side. I
thought you didn't want to go any more than I do."
Hiroshi did his best to sound sincere, "Well, Yuka's convinced
me we should go."
Daisuke did little to hide what he thought. He said to the guy
allowing himself to be lead around on a leash, "Well, *I* don't
want to go to a girl's birthday party!"
Hiroshi told his dense friend, "But it IS a gir-ls party! As in
there'll be GIRLS there?"
Daisuke looked around the classroom; "Are there going to be any
girls from outside this class?"
Sayuri bumped her broom against Daisuke's shoes, getting him to
move, "Only girls who don't KNOW you would go out with you!"
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The frame of the tree house 2.5 meters off the ground was
complete already. Kane-chan had hammered in the spikes through
the beams and posts on the ground, and Ranma-chan pounded them
in place using JUST a piece of scrap wood and the sides of her
fist! The two of them were getting sweaty and where not at ALL
concerned about their unladylike positions. (Indeed, besides
trying to keep their boobs from moving around too much, Kane-
chan kept pulling on her bra and panties, and Ranma-chan wished
she could do something about her shiatsu corset.)
Eating shrimp-flavored crackers, Miss Hinako was having second
thoughts, "Perhaps I should hire MEN."
Up in the tree Ranma-chan cried, "You want MEN?! We can give you
men!!" She was straddling the beam that she'd just spiked into
the one coming up at an angle from below. (And straddling
reminded her what she as a girl had under her, between her
legs.)
Kane-chan had just hammered in the last support brace to the
tree's trunk; "You have something against women doing a "man's
job"!?!" She DIDN'T want to give Ranma-chan the excuse to become
a guy. (Though her OWN feelings argued that she should become a
guy herself.)
Miss Hinako asked innocently, "Aren't most carpentry work done
by men because they're better at it? They ARE stronger."
Kane-chan told her, "But women have greater manual dexterity,
and physical endurance, and--"
Ranma-chan added, "And they can't stand being outdoors in the
cold as much; they don't have the emotional endurance..."
Kane-chan did her best to ignore the person who still had a
thing against having to be a girl, "Miss Hinako, the male
teachers in Japan GREATLY outnumber the female teachers. Does
that mean they're better at being teachers?!" Again she repeated
arguments she'd heard before from others.
Miss Hinako stood up straight and proud, "Of course not! If
anything, women SHOULD be favored when it comes to working with
children!"
Kane-chan said, "Well, close enough." She called up to Ranma-
chan, "See!? Being a woman shouldn't keep you from doing
anything!"
Ranma-chan called back down, "YOU'RE one to talk!"
Kane-chan started tossing up boards as fast as she could, "Let's
see some of that Saotome speed put into a little UPPER body
action. Arrange these planks on the joices!"
Ranma-chan caught them, and was placing them faster than Kane-
chan could give them up to her. But that didn't stop her from
complaining, "What gives YOU the right to be the foreman!?!"
Kane-chan told her, "The Tendou School uses TOOLS, remember?! I
KNOW what I'm doing!"
Ranma-chan mocked her, "But YOUR name is "Saotome", remember!?!"
Kane-chan still smiled, "Which doesn't MEAN I haven't learned
more from the Tendou School than the Saotome School!"
Miss Hinako watched them while she ate her caramel yam-on-a-
stick, "Those two girls are acting like boys. They argue, but
their battle auras aren't very heated. If it wasn't for the
tremendous fighting spirit that wants to explode from Miss RANMA
Saotome I'd say it was like they were only competitive rivals."
Miss Hinako nodded, and dropped her half-eaten treat.
She took two large donuts from a box.
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Kane-chan had joined Ranma-chan. She had climbed up on the
platform of loose planks that would become the tree office's
floor. Both of them were kneeling near the center of the
platform. She told Ranma-cha, "Watch what I do, and I'll show
you "Tendou Martial Arts Carpentry"!"
Ranma-chan snorted, "Hhnnh! I'll just bet. It'd BETTER be out of
the ordinary, if we're gonna get this dumb place done before--"
Kane-chan licked her fingertips, "Make sure your fingers are
wet..."
Ranma-chan grumbled, "As if we don't get wet enough."
Kane-chan took a handful of nails, "The trick is to use Western-
style nails, with flat heads. The larger the better." She put
the nails in her mouth.
Ranma-chan said, "Well, That's ONE thing I like about it
already: It makes it harder for you to talk."
Kane-chan leaned over in her school dress and blouse and stuck a
thumb in her mouth. With the saliva keeping the nail in place,
she brought it over where the floor joice was. She then shoved
the nail down until it stuck in the wood, and stood up on its
own. She repeated the process down the plank.
Ranma-chan had been kneeling in place, watching, though
frowning, "Doesn't that hurt your fingers?"
Kane-chan challenged her, "How much of a martial artist are you?
Of COURSE it hurts, but it's nothing compared to some pain we
have to go through. Think of it as strengthening and toughening
your fingers, hands and arms." Of course, applying a little
"Tendou Upper-Body Whip-Crack" makes it a whole lot easier! But
she's not going to appreciate MY school until she has to ask to
learn its secrets.
Kane-chan then took a scrap board and set it on top of the nails
sticking out of the floorboards. She used one of her wooden
mallets to hammer the scrap dead center, then jumped out to the
ends, then back closer to the center. In less than 30 seconds
she had the scrap down level with the floorboards, all of the
nails driven in straight.
Ranma-chan again snorted, "Hnh! With MY speed and strength, we
should get this place done in almost no time."
Kane-chan told her, "Don't forget the manual dexterity. Without
that the nails going in right, they'll be a hazard. Not to
mention the room will be rickety!" The Ranma had already made
the posts a little out of plumb.
Ranma-chan said, "Yeah, yeah!" as she dropped a handful of nails
into her mouth.
Kane-chan crossed her arms, and kneeled back to watch. Ranma-
chan tried to get as many nails sticking to as many fingers of
one hand as she could. She would get two, three at most over to
where they were supposed to be. The rest of the nails would drop
off along the way. The nails were not evenly or efficiently
spaced. But Kane-chan held back her comments. Ranma was
stubborn. She would have to find out these things for herself.
Kane-chan thought, Until Ranma DOES think of it as a
martial arts event, she won't take it seriously. She's been
brainwashed to think only something to do with fighting is
worth her attention.
Ranma-chan got a raggedy line of nails over the floor joice on
her side of the platform. Spitting out the last of the nails in
her mouth, Ranma-chan shook her hand, "Oow! That DOES hurt! How
many more times are we gonna have to do this??"
Kane-chan was ready to speak to her, "That's where a woman's
endurance comes in. They can put up with pain better than men."
Ranma-chan couldn't take her seriously at all, "If you want to
be an advocate for Women's Lib, then WHY don't you stay a girl!"
She picked up her own scrap board to pound on.
Kane-chan said, "Because this is Japan! You can't kick, scream
and claw your way up the ladder! It's hard enough for MEN to be
accepted doing jobs they aren't certified or born to do."
Ranma-chan said, "And you want ME to put up with that, when you
can't!? Ayiiya!!" Instead of using a hammer, Ranma-chan used
both fists and forearms to pound the scrap board down onto the
nails all at once.
Kane-chan glowered at the girl; even doing something she hadn't
done before, but Kane-chan HAD, Ranma-chan had still found a way
to be better! "I thought you just MIGHT be tougher than I am!"
Ranma-chan lifted the scrap board and looked at her sloppy line
of nails; they were flush with the floor, though. Any part of
the nail or head that wanted to stick out had been pressed into
the planks. "That kind of tough life I DON'T want."
On her side, Kane-chan carefully slid to the floor planks that
were still loose. She told her, "Think of all the women you
could help who are not as strong and determined as you! You'd
show the men and inspire the women!"
Ranma was about to put the nails in her mouth, "Right: A girl
who thinks like a guy! It's gotta be their own fault they're OWN
fault they allowed themselves to be on the bottom!" She started
spitting out nails.
Kane-chan nearly choked on her own mouthful of nails. Rather
than help Ranma take up the challenge of being a girl, what
Ranma had said only reinforced her OWN determination not to be a
girl. Win Ranma-chan or lose her, being a guy had GOT to be
better than being a girl. A wife was expected to be a HELPMATE;
a mother was expected to be care for the kids: But WHAT kind of
help and care did THEY get!!
Then, again, the female principle, Yin, WAS dark and negative!
She put her anger to proving just how much of a guy she was: The
TENDOU School would be the winner at Martial Arts Carpentry!!
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Kane-chan had put away her wooden mallet. She had learned to do
Ranma's trick with the two fists and forearms. And she'd almost
become as good at driving the nails into the planks. But she
wasn't as strong as Ranma-chan! She had to go back and finish
getting the nails flush with the mallet against the scrap board.
And she was losing the race, too! They had moved beyond the
floorboards and were moving the planks up the posts. The walls
were rising fast, and Ranma's faster than HERS!
An adult, and sexy, woman's voice called up to them from the
ground, "Oh, girls! Don't go any higher with the walls! I want
to be surrounded by windows!" Ranma-chan was still putting up
boards and driving nails in behind Kane-chan.
Kane-chan looked over the railing high wallboards. "Miss
Hinako!?! Is that you?!" It certainly looked like the busty
woman that had sent Kaneda swooning (and from this angle above
her, Kane-chan had a VERY good view of her cleavage). ...Could a
woman with THAT fantastic a figure possibly eat many donuts?
Well, maybe not. Miss Hinako wasn't eating the donuts. She was
casually holding a donut in each hand, with the holes up. If
Kane-chan had been aware of how her powers work, she would have
noticed that the holes were aimed at Ranma-chan. Miss Hinako
wasn't interested in draining energy, just siphoning the excess
off. And Ranma's anger over what had happened to her, made into
rage by what NABIKI Tendou's character assassination this
morning gave the battle aura eater more than enough to sustain
her adult form. It also had relieved a great deal of all that
pressure building up inside Ranma. And that had allowed Ranma-
chan to put her energy to CONSTRUCTIVE, if sloppy, use.
The woman called back to Kane-chan, "Yes, it's me: Miss Hinako!
Did you hear me?! I said my office must have plenty of windows!"
Kane-chan glanced away from the beautiful woman long enough to
remind her what she already knew: There was hardly any view at
all. On all sides of her office in the tree there were trees
that blocked her views of the main building and the playing
fields. Kane-chan brought eyes back on the attractive woman, "I
didn't order any windows. If the walls stay this low, it'll look
like you're in a forest ranger's tower."
The sexy woman said, amused, "That's alright. I'm HERE to put
out the fires."
Kane-chan wondered how much of a damper she WOULD be putting on
the school's teenage hormones. Well, KANEDA wouldn't mind her
being a wet blanket. And Kaneda wouldn't mind her being a wet
blanket on Ranma, either, wet as in curse, that is.
Kane-chan turned around, "Ranma! Did you hear what Miss...."
Ranma-chan had already covered her side of the office wall in
planks and was already working on the ceiling. And she, being
Ranma, had to do things differently from ordinary people:
Leaning a plank end against the wall, Ranma-chan was pushing the
nails in with her knuckles now. She then took the plank and
jumped up to the ceiling beam. There she slammed her scrap board
against the nails sticking out of the plank, driving it into the
beam. The floorboards bent and wiggled as she landed, but this
proved that the floor was sturdy enough to support even this.
Miss Hinako, especially, had to wonder at the energy the Ranma
girl had! That intensity of energy left her with no doubt that
the time would come, and come soon, when she would have to
discipline Ranma Saotome. Miss Hinako knew that she could not go
easy on the girl with a man's fighting spirit. Indeed, "Ranma
Saotome may just be the biggest challenge I've ever faced."
Meanwhile, Kane-chan was still staring at how Ranma's boobs
bounced and wobbled and jiggled this way and that way. If she
had been a guy she probably would've kept her mouth shut and
enjoyed the show. But, being a girl, she was reminded of what it
was like to have boobs (and other fat deposits that moved over
the body). "Aren't you getting terribly bruised? It can't be fun
having them flip-flop around like that."
Ranma-chan bellowed, "TELL me about it!!" pouncing straight at
her.
Kane-chan bailed: She dove out the open "window" beside her.
Kane-chan was more concerned about hugging her arms against her
own boobs, than the show of her polka dot panties. She landed on
her slippers near Miss Hinako.
Ranma-chan gripped plank at the opening in the wall, and
threatened, "I'll finish the rest WITHOUT your comments!!"
As Ranma-chan went back to work on her own, Kane-chan vowed to
come back and fix things while Ranma wasn't around. And I have
the satisfaction of having already slipped in a few of my booby
traps. It looks like Ranma doesn't know enough about carpentry
to know she'd help build them for me. They SHOULD come in
handy.
Miss Hinako said, "Miss Akane, come with me. I want to show you
what needs to be done, now."
Kane-chan nodded, "Yes, Ma'am." She would've felt stupid saying
the to a little kid, but it came out naturally with this woman.
Miss Hinako stopped in front of one of the trees that would
block her view of things. She took out a piece of chalk. She
lowered and raised her other hand until it was above her navel.
She brought that hand over to the tree trunk and marked the same
height. "There! That ought to be about heart level."
Kane-chan thought, "Heart level"? Yeah, for a kid --That's it!
It IS for when she's a kid!
Miss Hinako then pointed to a spot at her adult heart's level.
She then made an estimate higher up, from the tree house over to
the same tree. "And one about that height!" She then turned her
eyes onto Kane-chan, "I want holes put in this tree." She
gestured around her, "I want holes put in ALL of these trees!"
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As luck would have it, Dr. Tofu Ono had had to deal with an
emergency. The patients he saw the most often were of course
elderly. Mrs. Baba was not one of them. She was the terror of
the neighborhood, a living caricature of a bitter, mean old
woman. And for somebody who claimed they were half-crippled, she
was as effective as any martial artist with her cane.
That had been what had delayed him on his trip to the temple.
This had been her worst rampage yet. No one had been hurt
seriously, at least. Almost all of the injuries in fact had come
when people scrambled to get out of her way. They had had to
wait until he dealt with Mrs. Baba. She had fought like she was
possessed by a demon.
That was because she was. It had taken him several retreats
and tries before the doctor found the correct shiatsu points that
sealed the demon inside.
As Dr. Tofu lifted the limp woman in his arms he was addressed
by another old man, "Perhaps I have a ward that will release the
demon from the woman."
It was Mr. Priestess Ryoushin of the Temple of the Nine
Abilities. "I will tell you that it HAS been a while since I did
any exorcising. We tend to stay within the Temple." He laughed
to himself, "That's where we can best exercise our talents."
The doctor heard about the old man; he respectfully refrained
from indulging him, "I understand. You prime duty is to guard
the Temple and its contents." But the aura the demon emitted
probably attracted him on one of his excursions outside.
The old man approached with handful of paper wards. "What kind
of a demon do you think it is?"
Dr. Ono found a bench to lay Mrs. Baba down on. It was beneath a
large mirror on a pole. It's polished surface allowed people to
see what was coming around the corner in the road. The doctor
told the priest, "I would say the demon feeds off of her
resentment." He straightened up, "At lest that's what I used to
seal it in."
The old man shook his head sadly, "Yes, I see it, now. Such a
negative emotion to mar such a cute face."
Dr. Tofu was one to not judge by appearances, but this old man
acted like he actually could see the twisted old woman's beauty.
"Uh, the story is when she was a young woman, she had to choose
between a career and marriage."
The old priest shook his head, "An all too common story. But the
stories *I* hear end with the woman finding happiness in giving
it all up for the sake of a family." He placed one of the pieces
of paper with the written prayer on Mrs. Baba's forehead.
Dr. Tofu filled him in on what the neighborhood knew of her,
"Even though her husband loved her, he did not understand her.
He continued to treat her the way he had before their arranged
marriage. Worse, her nagging and fighting only drove him to his
old girlfriends. Her battles with them didn't end, either."
The old priest held up his gohei stick with the pieces of paper
on strings. "Yes, men are idiots." He laughed, "I know: I used
to be like that myself! I was a champion girl hunter before my
dear Hani-chan put me under the goddess Benten's spell." He
chanted and waved his exorcism wand.
Dr. Tofu was about to say something when he noticed red wisp
surrounded by a dark blue aura leave the woman's open mouth. The
sleeping woman visibly relaxed.
The old man squatted, "Oh, that wears an old man out. I need to
rest a moment."
Dr. Tofu continued to look at the woman. "The demon is gone, but
the feelings remain."
The old priest glanced at her, "She should have been more of a
Buddhist." He looked away, "She should have been more of a
woman."
Dr. Tofu said, "Surely you don't suggest it is the woman who
must make all of the sacrifices?"
Groaning a bit, the old man rose, "No, but isn't that how it
usually works out? A woman's brain is build differently. They
have better "people skills"." He smiled, "And I don't mean the
kind that makes men political leaders."
Dr. Tofu said, "Is that why you put the shiatsu corset on
Ranma? So that Ranma would stay a woman long enough to
use her brain?"
The old priest said, "I hope you didn't take it off?"
Dr. Tofu said, "I did, until I heard who had done it. I then put
it back until I heard from you why you did it to the poor kid."
The priest smiled, "Karma!"
Dr. Tofu was not amused, "Karma is a Buddhist concept."
The old man's smile broadened, "You know we Japanese can be both
a Shintoist and a Buddhist." He chuckled, "I even know the
rituals to the Christian sacraments. (Of course I do it for a
different reason than their priests.)" He started to do a small
jig, "But my specialty is love. I'm in love with the idea of
love!"
Dr. Tofu paled, "You mean Ranma and, and Kasumi?" He bowed his
head. "If that is what will make her the happiest. --Ow!"
The old man had shot a pebble out of his bamboo blowgun; it had
struck him between the eyes. "As I said, men can be idiots.
"It is better to have loved and lost, than to have loved and won
the booby prize! Karma has given Ranma and KANEDA a chance few
others have. They can come to see both sexes AS both sexes. Once
they accept that, they can learn to accept the other sex. Unlike the
rest of us, they will be able to agree which sex they will be
for the other. And appreciating that can make all the
difference."
Dr. Tofu said, "But Ranma resents and is repulsed by what's
being forced on him!"
The old man said, "Trauma and stress will do that. It will take
time. Kaneda HAS had a head start of 16 years to get used to the
idea he could become a girl. It has only been weeks for Ranma.
It WOULD be easier if he had to stay a girl. But it would not be
fair."
He turned a serious eye on the doctor, "And without it being HIS
choice, his soul would never be fully accept it. Deep down, he
would always resent his fate."
The doctor nodded, "Yes. I see that, now. Kaneda has been raised
to think like a guy. He, too, would resent having to become the
girl without agreeing to it. She definitely would want Ranma to
appreciate what she'd done for him."
The old priest nodded, "Only then could she be satisfied being the
wife and mother."
Dr. Tofu still had his doubts, "But there will ALWAYS be that
accusation in the back of their minds. They will know that they
had to give up the gender the other enjoyed."
The old priest said, "A true man and a true woman knows that is
what they were meant to be. I will provide you with a technique
that seals away the small doubts they have left. But the
knowledge of what they learned will make them a better man and a
better woman." He grinned, "In fact, the more they fight now,
the less they'll fight then. Because they will definitely
establish WHAT kind the man or woman would best please each
other."
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