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: Cheese, you say I use no past tense, and when I do that, everyone comments that I use no present. I try to use them all, and people hate me. I use present and you criticize me. What's the right tense then? How am I suppose to improve?!?

Mousse stands adjacent the girl. He had just witnessed Ryoga's defeat, and he knows he is sure to lose as well. If he is not a match for Ranma, then he is no match for Ryoga, and if that is true, he is no match for this girl. That is the only fact he can rely on. The Bakusai Tenketsu. How did the girl know of it? It is an Amazon technique if Mousse is not mistaken.

"What were you doing in China?" He wonders.

"I came there to fight the Amazons. To maybe become one as well. They are the strongest fighters I have ever heard of." The girl explains.

"Can I ask, how did you use the Bakusai Tenketsu?" He coughs. "To be more exact, how did you learn it?"

"From your mother."

Mousse nearly falters. His own mom? She was against him from the start? He can only nervously cough. "I, er, see."

"I also learned that you are a master of hidden weapons."

He curses under his breath. Now that means that he can not use his hidden weapons to fight. She no doubt knows how to counter every weapon he could use in battle. She knew enough about him to put him six feet under. She was an enigma. He has no way to fight her. Nothing. Even after seeing her face Ryoga he can have no countermeasure.

"Who are you?" Mousse finally addresses.

"I will only tell you under one condition."

"And that is?"

"You defeat me."

"And if you defeat me, do I still get to learn the name?"

She stops and catches herself. "Right. Let's just say as long as you fight me you'll learn it. But only when I wish to."

"Fine, but you have to definitely tell me if I win." He demands.

"Alright then!" She jumps from him prepared to fight.

"If you wish." He stands in his upright position with his hands folded into his sleeves. His usual stance at the beginning of a battle. What should he do? That was all that goes through his head now? Should he begin? Get the first hit in? Try to use his weapons? What?

The girl however, wastes no time. She goes right to action punching his collarbone. "Put up some defense!"

Mousse grumbles. How dare she try to beat him? He had to win. If he becomes engaged to this girl he will not have a chance at Shampoo anymore. His beloved Shampoo. "Stupid Mousse! Pay attention!" Shampoo's warning always too late.

The girl knocks Mousse to the ground. He lies trying to form a plan as his breath returns. "That's enough!" he stands shedding his robe. "My weapons are of no use. I might as well increase my speed."

"So you're not so much of an amateur as I thought." The girl comments. Was her tact to make him as angry as he could be? If it be so, it's working.

Mousse moves to attack the girl throwing many punches, but only landing a few weak ones. He somehow still could not seem to use his full strength on the girl. She was too strong. He knew that. Why did his body unnaturally want to go against what he thought?

"There's no way you can hit me."

"But, I have." Mousse replies with a quizzical look.

"Was it strong enough to even cause me to pause?" She smirks.

"What did you do?" Mousse realizes that it obviously was not him entirely that would not hit the girl full blow.

"I also happened to pick up another art. It causes men to not want to go all out against me. Which means, you'll have to fight three times as hard, and three times as long to defeat me." She scoffs. "Still, I only have to fight at my normal strength."

"That's a dirty trick!"

"Too, too dirty!" Shampoo interjects. "Why cheat?"

"It's not cheating. Is it my fault he can not get by it? It's possible for the effect to negate, but he has to do that himself." She prepares a punch. "Besides, it's your own move."

"Shampoo's move? Shampoo never use."

"Shampoo, she knows a bunch of Amazon techniques. That's what she's getting at." Mousse replies with strain. The only solution he has is to flex his muscles, which is not really doing much for his situation. He just thought he could return to his usual strength and get his body to stop holding back that way. "Who taught you these moves?"

"Again, your mother."

"My mother?"

"Mousse mother not too strong Amazon woman. She know much art though." Shampoo comments. "Why mother wants Mousse to lose?"

Mousse sighs. Obviously his mother wants him to have a wife. By any means possible apparently. Even if it was by tricking this girl. "She taught you much?"

"Plenty enough to win this fight."

"How many days were you there?"

"Two."

"Two?" That was a short time to learn so much. This girl may learn tricks faster than Ranma! That was what scares Mousse. The Bakusai Tenketsu supposedly took Ryoga at least three days to learn. This girl was able to learn that move along with others in two day's time.

"Now, Mousse, are you ready to lose?"

"Listen, I love Shampoo, and I will not lose this fight and her! I will never give up on Shampoo!" He looks to Shampoo, but finds air.

"She went inside." The girl nervously notes. "Something about better time spent on customers."

He looks to the ground in defeat. Why? Why could Shampoo not at least stay and watch him fight so he can still be her love? Does Shampoo not get that if he lose he will not be able to marry her since Amazon law is that he marry any girl that can best him in a challenge? Too bad he does not get that Shampoo would actually want him to marry the girl.

"Don't feel bad, it sounded very romantic and emotional." The girl says to break the awkward setting.

"Look, let's finish the fight." He grumbles through clenched teeth.

"Okay then, time for the last move."

Mousse watches her carefully as he awaits her final move. What would she do? On another matter, what did his mother say to do in order to beat him? That's when things went blurry. His glasses, her tactic was to steal his glasses? "Hey! That was really dirty!"

"All's fair in love and war." Her voice. It was everywhere to him, and he could make out no shape that seemed to be her. It was as if she vanished.

"Where are you cheater?"

"Cheater? That's awfully rude to say."

"Well, it's not when it's true!"

"But, haven't you cheated like this as well often enough?"

He was a hypocrite so what? It only matters when it was being used against him. "Just give them back or at least let me know where you are!"

"Such a whiner for a man of the Amazon tribe." She jokes, but still he can find nothing. He was just getting more and more mad by what she did and say. "I guess I should put you out of your misery."

"To do that, you would have had to come years ago!" He found her. He reaches out and grabs her arm. "Now you're mine!"

"Ow. Jeez Mousse, what's your problem?" A rude obnoxious female voice. Not the girls'?

"Ranma?"

"Behind!" She knocks him out with a pressure point attack to his back.

Ranma stares at the two. "Er, what's going on here?"

"A fight."

"I know that, but it's just weird seeing two people fight and one isn't me." Ranma mutters.

"You may want to help gather up your two friends."

"What? Two?" Ranma sees Ryoga's heap. "You beat both?" Anxious Ranma appears. Once more he finds an intriguing opponent. "Hah! A fight with you would be better than any boring talk with Mousse anyway."

"You want to fight?"

"Of course. In fact, it's a challenge."

"Alright, but I should warn you, I'm now technically an Amaz-" Ranma is gone. He will not have any more Amazon troubles--guy form or girl form.