Chapter 8
Ranma-chan is lost and excessively hungry. She is therefore pissed. Howling back the howling only works for so long. 'Damn! Won't that stomach ever shut up.' Hidden in an alley Ranma-chan ponders the options available for her. 'I need food before I continue looking for Nerima that's caertain. And I need it before loosing my cuteness!' Concentrating hard Ranma looks for that inner strength she uses for scamming food. "Me so hungry!" Frowning at the twin maces she's wielding Ranma-chan wonders a bit at the resulting cuteness. 'It came quicker didn't it?' Doing her best not to retract her sudden cuteness she shakes her head cutely. "I am cute!" Walking cutely out of the alley while simultaneously fixing her outfit she hums the intro to Winnie the Pooh...
Ryouga male again wakes up in a bed. 'Where am I? Where'd I get this pajamas?' Looking around he finds no sign of Kasumi. 'I'd better ask someone before looking for her.' Stepping out of the bed he shouts out. "Is anyone here?" In three different languages: mandarin, japanese and english. After doing this he gets a response from the otherside of the room. "Ryouga-san come over here they're preparing a stew for us!" Smiling absentmindedly while treading in the general direction of the sound he feels happy... Inordinately so!
Half an hour later Ryouga makes it out of the room with one door. "Kasumi the endless corridor always killed me!" Ryouga is wheezing out of breath. Running like an idiot at full speed for twenty minutes sapping ki can do that to you.
Kasumi being smarter than the average anime character had correctly assessed Ryouga's disability and was therefore not surprised at the outcome. Her smile was as much for herself as for him. She had prepared herself during the waiting...
The married pair stirring the pot sighed inunion at the romance. "I remember the old days. Do you still know how to swing the swing Chihiro -chan?" The pair scrambles off pawing each other indecently leaving Kasumi and Ryouga to bond in their wake.
Ranma feels a twinge of uncertainty leaning over the counter begging for for food. In the deepest recesses of her mind the events are being scrutinized. 'Why did I unbutton the shirt so indecently? Why am I squishing my ample cleavage up into the clerks face? Why am I rubbing my nipples onto the glass pane? Why am I so... so... aroused!' On a plane closer to awareness. 'Ummm, this is good. Oh my! OH YEAH!'
Hiroshi was bleeding on the shutter of his twohundredthousand yen camera. "These pictures have forever eradicated my depression!" Hiroshi abruptly faints in a puddle of his own blood his perverted mind not able to withstand the sheer amount of indecent exposure/rubbing taking place...
Ten seconds later.
BOOOOOOOM!
"PERVERT!"
BOOOOOOOM!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ranma-chan runs off...
The plaza is left to clean itself up. The fifty or so males unconscious and bleeding both in pain and bliss are left alone.
Darth Maul is the only one left aware and hidden. 'Being a sith has its advantages... Bondage out in the open. You'll soon evolve into pain games my dear...' The furiosly bleeding eyes scared wildlife away from the plaza as did the insane laughter.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Hmm. MUWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Yeah that sounds more appropriate. MUWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!MUWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!MUWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
At the same instant twenty miles to the south of said location Kodachi feels strangely aroused. 'Oh Ranma-sama you make me feel so naughty!" Insane laghter followed.