-----------------Nermia Prefecture, Dr.Opus's Wellness Center -------------- ---
Miko Mido's Office 3rd Floor

Miko Mido smiled broadly as she strolled into her new office.

She had passed her final exams in college with top marks and gotten hired in record time. Everything was working out as she had planned it, for once in her life.

Dr.Opus's Wellness Center had even been willing to accept a recent graduate

with no practical experience. Actually that had been a bit troubling at first, but they had assured her that experience would come with time and that an open mind and some martial arts skills were all that was really needed. Finding out it was in Nermia had just clinched it for her.

Nermia was know far and wide as the place with the greatest concentration of martial artists and lunatics in all of Japan. With a license saying she was fully trained as a sexual therapist and a 5th dan in akido as well, she was considered well and truly qualified to practice in Nermia..

Akido training was always a useful cover when you practiced a form of martial arts that wasn't well know outside of a certain circle of people and other . . . things. You may not be able to hide the fact that you're trained in the martial arts but it was relatively easy to disguise which branch.

Further investigation had shown that the last three sexual therapists who had worked here had quit, with at least two of them requiring therapy themselves, but she was sure she could handle it.

"I wonder why everyone I asked mumbled something abought underwear and left?" She shrugged and decided that particular investigation could be left until later.

Feeling a slight draft she quickly checked herself. "Yep, forgot them again. Well at least I can't have any trouble with something I don't have."

Glancing around her office she couldn't help but think that regardless of how tough the job turned out to be, at least they provided top notch equipment. This room was practically designed for her. Hell it almost looked like it was designed by her.

The room itself was huge, with 12 foot ceilings and more then enough room to practice martial arts. The king size bed with the trapeze certainly took care of the marital arts as well. 'Is that a hot tub over there?'

'Wow. They must have had to toss in a lot of perks to get therapists here.' She thought grimly. 'I hope I haven't bit off more then I can chew, even the office area of my office had an obscenely large desk.'

Taking a deep breath she let herself relax a little, reassuring herself that whatever they threw at her she had the tools to handle it. 'After all, compared to the Shikima my patients are going to be a cake walk.'

Now the only question in her mind was if she had enough time to try out the the hot tub before she dealt with her first case. "Decisions, decisions, decisions!"

Unnoticed by the good doctor, a pair of softly glowing green eyes watched her from inside a ventilation duct in the ceiling and two of the houseplants sneezed.

-----------------Nermia Prefecture, Dr.Opus's Wellness Center -------------- ---
Ward B - Female Side

Ranma splashed her face with cold water from the sink and scrubbed gently trying to rinse the dried blood off.

They had moved Akane to another room and upped her meds… repeatedly. Yet somehow, despite being on enough tranqs to calm a rhino in mid charge, she kept getting up to hit him.

She clearly wasn't all there, yet somehow she had still managed to walk right past the orderlies unchecked. Every couple of hours she would begin to toss and turn until finally arising and walking right past the orderlies and down the hall into Ranma's room.

The orderlies were changed frequently and they had even attempted to strap her down once. Except for smiling a little wider in her sleep it had no effect.

She had snapped the restraints like they were wet toilet paper and smiled gently at the orderlies, who would stand around stupidly while she walked past them and into Ranma's room.

When later called to task for their actions they were at a loss to explain it. She just seemed so nice that they were loathe to disturb her. A few had mumbled incoherent explanation as to how it was all Ranma's fault, but a quick review of the tapes from the surveillance cameras had put a stop to that nonsense.

'I don't get her ' Ranma thought 'It seems like every time I fell asleep last night she came in and hit me, and she barely put any force behind it neither.' He glanced over at his blood stained pillow and blankets. 'If she keeps this up I'm gonna' bleed to death in a couple of days.'

His thoughts however, were at odds with the slight smile gracing her lips as he remembered her last 'visit'.

Akane's smile had been more reminiscent of Kasumi's radiance then her own particular brand of cute. He had awoken almost instantly as he felt her presence in his room but had found himself frozen in place at the sight of her smile.

She had then whipped out the mother of all mallets and swung it like she was trying to make Ranma the world's first human propelled astronaut, but when it had hit it had felt like a pillow.

Giggling, Akane had bounced out of the room. Leaving Ranma to watch her retreating form, and then the back of her hospital gown had billowed open and in a spray of blood Ranma had passed out.

Regaining consciousness Ranma had been left with a few questions he couldn't answer. 'Where did she get a Nerf mallet that size? Why am I pulling a Ryoga all of a sudden?'

His mind slowly drifted back to how she looked in that gown as she turned, and it had opened up in the back showing . . .

With a dopey grin, and yet another spray of blood, Ranma collapsed once more.