SIXTEEN OZ. OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE
DISCLAIMER: Me no own the Ranma 1/2. I own Ranma 3/4, but I haven't quite gotten that by yet. For now enjoy this story based on Rumiko Takahashi's infamous Ranma 1/2.
A/N: I know Ryoga wouldn't fight girls. The only girl I could see him fighting physically is Ranma when he is that way. I don't want to waste much time talking about things that should be known probably already. We know who these characters are--except girl--so there should be no need for description.
Shampoo stares at the envelope in hand. Was this what made Mousse act funny upon late? There was a part of her that wants to know. She draws in a breath and opens the letter.
Meanwhile, Mousse pursues Ryoga and the unnamed girl down the streets. He has to see what happens. He find where they are-at the empty lot-and watches carefully from the sides as the two fighters stand in the center of the lot.
Ryoga speaks first, "Listen, I'm ready to fight, but are you well aware of the outcome."
"If I win, I get to be an Amazon, but I can handle that. Just because you're cute doesn't mean I won't win."
Ryoga blushes a livid red while scuffing the round. "Uh,"
She stares at him with a quizzical look. "Are you okay?"
He shakes his head and comes to. Whoever this girl be, she was not the one he wanted to say that to him. "Right, let's go."
"Here I come!"
Then it dawned on him; he does not fight girls. His only choice was to dodge her every attack. Too bad that was Ranma's area of expertise. What he had was endurance and strength. That was his only available counter.
"You're a bit slow." She comments as her fist passes by Ryoga's jaw. "I thought you'd be a bit faster."
"Bakusai Tenketsu!" Ryoga thrusts his index finger into the ground. Debris scatters about the area as rocks pummel the two. Ryoga stands tall afterwards with a smile with his fang showing. "What?"
"Did you think I wouldn't know about the Bakusai Tenketsu?" The girl wonders. "I not only know about it, I know it! Bakusai Tenketsu!"
Ryoga is hit by the rocks taking no damage. "The true strength of that move is not the actual breaking,"
"It's the fact it gives you a good defense."
"Yeah, exactly." He scratches his head.
She throws a punch for his chest. He can dodge, but it is pointless and impossible to do. So he let her hit him. Nothing to it. He knows it will not hurt him. Too bad he is wrong. Ryoga is sent to the ground before he even realizes that he is no longer standing.
"Did I put too much in it?" She questions looking to her fist.
In annoyance Ryoga stands tall. "Just a lucky shot." For a second he confused his opponent with a man. Then he recalls that he is fighting a girl. Every battle he has ever seen like this ends in an act of perverse nature. Before he can dodge again she gets an uppercut in.
"Are you even trying?"
"O-Of course!"
"Are you going easy on me? Are you in love with me or something? Why's this so easy?" She wonders with a blush. "I, I mean, it's okay if you do like me, but, I mean,"
"I'm not trying to date you!"
"O-oh? Good." She stutters.
She immediately returns to kicking his butt. The sound effects and visuals were enough to even make Mousse look away. Luckily he had removed his glasses beforehand. The sounds of stomping, groans, cries, wails, and finally a thump.
"Are you sure you were trying?" She pokes at the unconscious body of Ryoga. "Mousse?"
Mousse looks away with a horrified expression. He has no endurance like that of Ryogas'. He stood no chance whatsoever. Why did he have to come across a girl like her?
"Hey you there!" He cringes. "Who are you?"
Mousse tries to slink away. "I'm no one rally. Just passing by."
"Hey, you're"
"Mousse!" Shampoo runs up to them.
"You're Mousse." The girl states.
He silently curses Shampoo for revealing the identity. He cannot quite deny who he is now. "Yeah."
"Who did I beat up then?"
Before he answers Shampoo arrives. "Girl is one in letter?" She questions displaying the letter.
"You read my mail?"
"Shampoo need know why act weird." She explains.
"Oh Shampoo! You do ca-" Shampoo whacks his head.
"No begin that." She quietly moans.
"Who did I beat up then?" The mysterious girl wonders as she looks back to the beaten Ryoga.
"Him? Is stupid pig boy. Always fighting airen."
"What?"
"His name is Ryoga." Mousse fixes his glasses and looks to the heap. "Or WAS Ryoga until you got to him."
The girl sheepishly looks to her feet. "Sorry."
"No matter. He's used to it by now."
"Mousse," Mousse turns to his goddess, Shampoo. "Girl wants only to be Amazon. No can Mousse let win."
"I'll be an Amazon whether you like it or not!" The girl argues.
"Listen, Shampoo, I think I have to take this challenge." Mousse replies. "If I decline this battle I'd only shame our people."
"Shampoo understand, but Shampoo angry if you lose. No want outsider womens as sister." Shampoo snarls at the girl.
"You acted nicer earlier." The girl comments.
"Earlier no were problem." Shampoo hastily replies.
"Shampoo." Mousse moves her aside. "This is my battle." This is his chance to show how great he was. To show how much a man he is to Shampoo. By defending the Amazon he may woe Shampoo. A dream, but he believes in it. Of course, how much of a man can he be by beating up some girl?