AUTHORS NOTES: This was only going to be a small, one off story, but I
got a really nice review from someone who suggested I continue it. So I
thought about how I could continue it, and . . . Well, I hope you like the
result.
DISCLAIMER: This is the disclaimer thing. I forgot to put it in chapter one. I do not own any of these characters (Cept for me) and I don't own anything else in the story either. So don't sue me.
Your hell this is
Chapter 2
Ryan heaved into the gutter, the ramen he had eaten for breakfast splattering against the side in a chunky brown waterfall. He heaved again, and another waterfall issued forth. Leaning against the fence, he slowly stood up, face pale. He could see Ramna looking at him with concern, and Akane looking at Ramna with ill concealed suspicion. The strange feelings which had plagued him since his arrival had vanished when he had started vomiting, but at the sight of Ramna, something twitched inside him, slowly stirring back to life. Ryan tried to ignore it, and succeeded in blocking it out. For now. He looked at Ranma again, and saw he was standing at his side, Akane beside him, who was looking at Ryan with distrust.
With both of them so close, The feelings he thought he had subdued burst back to life. Shampoo's hatred of Akane, and Shampoo's love for Ranma. Looking down quickly, Ryan tried to gain control of Shampoo's emotions. Somehow, he managed. Until Ramna spoke that is. "You ok?"
Two words. But all it took for Ryan to lose control completely, and once more be ruled completely by his hosts emotions. Shampoo/Ryan made a miraculous recovery, and leapt into the arms of her love, who was so concerned for her safety.
"I'm Ok now" She/He purred, smiling seductively. Meanwhile, somewhere in the back of her mind, the small piece of Ryan that was able to think clearly tried frantically to regain control. Shampoo/Ryan reached forward into a tight hug with Ramna, loving the way his muscles pushed into her. Suddenly he felt something crash into his skull, and he faded gratefully into blackness.
Ryan woke some time later. His head throbbed painfully, and he could feel a large bruise forming. He was on a bed in a sterile white room. He could hear arguing in the background. Akane and Ranma. Standing over him stood what had to be Dr Tofu. Dr Tofu noticed Shampoo looking at him, and motioned to the other two. "She's woken up. She should be ok now." Akane and Ramna stopped bickering, and came to her side.
Through the pounding headache, Ryan spoke. "My Head hurts" he said slowly. "What happened to me?" Ramna looked at Akane, and Akane looked embarrassed. Ryan was still a little groggy, and the pain made it hard to think. "What happened? Did someone hit me?" He looked at Akane, who was now studying the floor. "Oh".
Dr Tofu looked at Akane. "You really must learn to control your temper Akane. You could seriously hurt someone." Akane mumbled something in reply.
Ryan waved it away. "Don't worry about it" he said slowly. "I guess I sort of deserved it" Everyone turned to look at him now. "Shampoo. since when have you been able to speak fluent Japanese?" Ryan looked at Ramna through a haze of pain. "Shampoo?" he looked down at himself. "Oh. This. This isn't. me. I'm Ryan. And what do you mean Japanese? This is English."
He would have said more, but the blackness which had been threatening his vision came up to claim him, and he surrendered himself to oblivion once more.
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Ryan slowly came back to consciousness. The first think he noticed was someone seemed to be pounding his head every few seconds with a mallet. He groaned, and weakly raised his arm, trying to ward off the blows. The effort of moving bought Ryan closer to awareness. He realized there was no mallet, all he had was a pounding headache. He realized he was laying on his back in front of his computer, and he realized he was back in his own body again. He stopped holding his arm up, and it fell back beside him.
Gee . . . I got to lay off the Pepsi. Guess one litre per hour is too much Ryan thought, and groaned again.
There was a slight noise, and Ryan came to another realization. He wasn't alone in his room. He looked up woozily, and could make out the figure of a rather cute, short Chinese chick. A cute, short Chinese chick with long, dark blue hair and big . . . big . . . really big . . . What were they called again? The pounding of his head made it hard to think. Oh yeah . . . Bonbori. Ryan groaned, and raised his hands to his head as his headache suddenly got a lot worse. Suddenly Shampoo lunged at him, hands outstretched. Ryan could only look on as she poked several points at the base of his neck and on his hands. After a few seconds, his headache faded into nothingness. Ryan looked up warily.
"Thanks. I guess."
Shampoo seemed to be nervous about something. "Shampoo wrong" Ryan looked at her in surprise. "You not bad at me." Shampoo struggled with her wording. "You not bad . . . to me. In fanfic." Shampoo corrected. "I owe apology" Shampoo said quietly. "You not wrong me. Not my place to punish. Ryan smiled. "It's ok, don't worry about it" he said, trying to put her at ease. Shampoo continued speaking. "You not wrong me. You wrong them" she said, pointing behind Ryan. "Their place to punish" Ryan's smile froze. He turned to look in the direction Shampoo had pointed, smile still etched onto his face. Sure enough, there were three more figures standing in his room.
All three were young teenagers. The girl in the front kept smirking at him and flicking her long red hair back over her shoulders. The boy behind her kept looking at her nervously, and occasionally glancing around the room. The girl next to him just stared at Ryan coldly, her red eyes glaring at him. Ryan's eyes drifted back to the girl at the front, and Ryan gulped as she stepped forward and spoke. "So you think your some great writer, huh?" She looked at him with disdain written all over her features. "You think if you write some fanfiction with all the characters getting all soppy and upset over each other, people will like it. Did you ever stop and think of what you were putting the characters though? Did you ever once consider their feelings?" Ryan absently noticed the girls German accent grew stronger as she grew more angry. "Um. actually, no" he said, replying. "Characters aren't real" he said, finally getting up off the floor. "So I never much took their feelings into considering when writing." The angry redhead finally lost it at this, surged forward, and gave him a mighty slap. One with all her strength behind it. This might have had some effect if the redhead in question actually had any strength to speak of. Or had some martial arts training. Or did weights. As it is, Ryan blocked her slap, then grabbed her wrist as she tried to slap him again. While this did stop the girl from slapping him, he had forgotten something . . .
CRUNCH.
Ryan collapsed back on the ground, hands covering his gonads, groaning in pain. The girl smirked at him. "Still think I don't exist?" she taunted.
MORE AUTHORS NOTES: This chapter was also done in only two sessions. The first is the bit up to where Ryan loses consciousness for the second time in Dr Tofu's clinic, and the rest was written about two weeks later, tonight. I was originally going to do a whole series in the Ranma universe, but the way the story was going was seriously disturbing. So I gave the story up until today, where I came up with a new direction to take it.
By the way, the bit with the Pepsi is true. Drinking too much of that stuff is seriously bad for your health.
And does anyone Not recognize the 3 new characters?
DISCLAIMER: This is the disclaimer thing. I forgot to put it in chapter one. I do not own any of these characters (Cept for me) and I don't own anything else in the story either. So don't sue me.
Your hell this is
Chapter 2
Ryan heaved into the gutter, the ramen he had eaten for breakfast splattering against the side in a chunky brown waterfall. He heaved again, and another waterfall issued forth. Leaning against the fence, he slowly stood up, face pale. He could see Ramna looking at him with concern, and Akane looking at Ramna with ill concealed suspicion. The strange feelings which had plagued him since his arrival had vanished when he had started vomiting, but at the sight of Ramna, something twitched inside him, slowly stirring back to life. Ryan tried to ignore it, and succeeded in blocking it out. For now. He looked at Ranma again, and saw he was standing at his side, Akane beside him, who was looking at Ryan with distrust.
With both of them so close, The feelings he thought he had subdued burst back to life. Shampoo's hatred of Akane, and Shampoo's love for Ranma. Looking down quickly, Ryan tried to gain control of Shampoo's emotions. Somehow, he managed. Until Ramna spoke that is. "You ok?"
Two words. But all it took for Ryan to lose control completely, and once more be ruled completely by his hosts emotions. Shampoo/Ryan made a miraculous recovery, and leapt into the arms of her love, who was so concerned for her safety.
"I'm Ok now" She/He purred, smiling seductively. Meanwhile, somewhere in the back of her mind, the small piece of Ryan that was able to think clearly tried frantically to regain control. Shampoo/Ryan reached forward into a tight hug with Ramna, loving the way his muscles pushed into her. Suddenly he felt something crash into his skull, and he faded gratefully into blackness.
Ryan woke some time later. His head throbbed painfully, and he could feel a large bruise forming. He was on a bed in a sterile white room. He could hear arguing in the background. Akane and Ranma. Standing over him stood what had to be Dr Tofu. Dr Tofu noticed Shampoo looking at him, and motioned to the other two. "She's woken up. She should be ok now." Akane and Ramna stopped bickering, and came to her side.
Through the pounding headache, Ryan spoke. "My Head hurts" he said slowly. "What happened to me?" Ramna looked at Akane, and Akane looked embarrassed. Ryan was still a little groggy, and the pain made it hard to think. "What happened? Did someone hit me?" He looked at Akane, who was now studying the floor. "Oh".
Dr Tofu looked at Akane. "You really must learn to control your temper Akane. You could seriously hurt someone." Akane mumbled something in reply.
Ryan waved it away. "Don't worry about it" he said slowly. "I guess I sort of deserved it" Everyone turned to look at him now. "Shampoo. since when have you been able to speak fluent Japanese?" Ryan looked at Ramna through a haze of pain. "Shampoo?" he looked down at himself. "Oh. This. This isn't. me. I'm Ryan. And what do you mean Japanese? This is English."
He would have said more, but the blackness which had been threatening his vision came up to claim him, and he surrendered himself to oblivion once more.
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Ryan slowly came back to consciousness. The first think he noticed was someone seemed to be pounding his head every few seconds with a mallet. He groaned, and weakly raised his arm, trying to ward off the blows. The effort of moving bought Ryan closer to awareness. He realized there was no mallet, all he had was a pounding headache. He realized he was laying on his back in front of his computer, and he realized he was back in his own body again. He stopped holding his arm up, and it fell back beside him.
Gee . . . I got to lay off the Pepsi. Guess one litre per hour is too much Ryan thought, and groaned again.
There was a slight noise, and Ryan came to another realization. He wasn't alone in his room. He looked up woozily, and could make out the figure of a rather cute, short Chinese chick. A cute, short Chinese chick with long, dark blue hair and big . . . big . . . really big . . . What were they called again? The pounding of his head made it hard to think. Oh yeah . . . Bonbori. Ryan groaned, and raised his hands to his head as his headache suddenly got a lot worse. Suddenly Shampoo lunged at him, hands outstretched. Ryan could only look on as she poked several points at the base of his neck and on his hands. After a few seconds, his headache faded into nothingness. Ryan looked up warily.
"Thanks. I guess."
Shampoo seemed to be nervous about something. "Shampoo wrong" Ryan looked at her in surprise. "You not bad at me." Shampoo struggled with her wording. "You not bad . . . to me. In fanfic." Shampoo corrected. "I owe apology" Shampoo said quietly. "You not wrong me. Not my place to punish. Ryan smiled. "It's ok, don't worry about it" he said, trying to put her at ease. Shampoo continued speaking. "You not wrong me. You wrong them" she said, pointing behind Ryan. "Their place to punish" Ryan's smile froze. He turned to look in the direction Shampoo had pointed, smile still etched onto his face. Sure enough, there were three more figures standing in his room.
All three were young teenagers. The girl in the front kept smirking at him and flicking her long red hair back over her shoulders. The boy behind her kept looking at her nervously, and occasionally glancing around the room. The girl next to him just stared at Ryan coldly, her red eyes glaring at him. Ryan's eyes drifted back to the girl at the front, and Ryan gulped as she stepped forward and spoke. "So you think your some great writer, huh?" She looked at him with disdain written all over her features. "You think if you write some fanfiction with all the characters getting all soppy and upset over each other, people will like it. Did you ever stop and think of what you were putting the characters though? Did you ever once consider their feelings?" Ryan absently noticed the girls German accent grew stronger as she grew more angry. "Um. actually, no" he said, replying. "Characters aren't real" he said, finally getting up off the floor. "So I never much took their feelings into considering when writing." The angry redhead finally lost it at this, surged forward, and gave him a mighty slap. One with all her strength behind it. This might have had some effect if the redhead in question actually had any strength to speak of. Or had some martial arts training. Or did weights. As it is, Ryan blocked her slap, then grabbed her wrist as she tried to slap him again. While this did stop the girl from slapping him, he had forgotten something . . .
CRUNCH.
Ryan collapsed back on the ground, hands covering his gonads, groaning in pain. The girl smirked at him. "Still think I don't exist?" she taunted.
MORE AUTHORS NOTES: This chapter was also done in only two sessions. The first is the bit up to where Ryan loses consciousness for the second time in Dr Tofu's clinic, and the rest was written about two weeks later, tonight. I was originally going to do a whole series in the Ranma universe, but the way the story was going was seriously disturbing. So I gave the story up until today, where I came up with a new direction to take it.
By the way, the bit with the Pepsi is true. Drinking too much of that stuff is seriously bad for your health.
And does anyone Not recognize the 3 new characters?