AN – Hey everybody, sorry I couldn't get this out a little quicker for those one or two of you actually reading this story, C&C is still accepted.... I could also use a prereader or two if anyone is interested, you need to be prompt with your reviews.(Send an E-Mail to ssj_gotenkun@yahoo.com if you're interested.)
Chapter two
When Ranma woke up the next morning, he had a stiff neck from sleeping all night on the couch.
"Ugnhh.." Ranma grunted as he sat up, rubbing the stiffness from his neck.
"Where am I?" He asked.
He noticed his pitch seemed to be higher then normal... And his chest seemed a bit heavy as well.
"Aww shit..." He muttered as memories of the previous days came back to haunt him, now a her.
"Man, why did this have to happen to me, especially now?!" Ranma said.
"Finally awake lady?" Spike asked as he plopped down on the opposite couch with a bent cigarette hanging from his mouth, watching Ranma through half lidded eyes.
"Why do you keep calling me that?! I'm Ranma!" She growled, her face starting to turn red and her fists grabbing handfuls of the couch as she started to get angry.
"Ok, well then, Ranma, any idea how this happened?" Jet questioned, ducking his head so he wouldn't hit it as he climbed through the small porthole that led to the gravity chamber.
"How should I know? I was takin' a shower, and all this cold water hit me and then, I dunno, I just... changed..." Ranma adopted a traditional thinking pose, with her fist under her chin, elbow sitting upon her thigh as she pondered the question of her changing of sex.
"What I want to know, is are they real?" Faye walked in, toweling off her damp hair, wearing naught but a bath robe.
"Are what real?"Ranma asked with a questioning look on her face.
She soon realized the folly of asking when Faye started fondling her left breast.
"These. Are they real?" Faye asked.
Ranma blushed furiously when Faye continued her ministrations.
"O-Of course they're real! What else would they be!?" Ranma shouted, causing Faye to back take a few steps back at her outburst.
"Calm down kid, I was just pullin' your leg..." Faye mumbled as she sat next to Spike, letting the towel hang loosely around her neck.
"So, what're gonna do now?" Came the question on everyone's minds, issued from Ranma's mouth.
"Well, I'd say the first thing we do, is to get you back to the way you were before, then we can go after this new bounty, some guy that keeps attacking hospitals looking for someone." Jet stated.
"Well, how do we fix it?" Spike asked, stubbing his cigarette out on the ashtray on the table.
"Spike, what is that?" Ranma pointed to the object Spike had just placed in the ashtray.
"This? It's a cigarette." Spike replied.
"Oh... what's it do?"
"Well, it relaxes you..." Spike said
"Can I have one then? I'll take anything to help calm down." Ranma put his head in his hands, pushing the heels of his palms into his forehead.
Spike looked at Faye and Jet who shrugged.
"Sure, why not." Spike pulled out his pack and juggled one out of the soft paper pack. Ranma took the cigarette from Spike and put it in her mouth, letting Jet light it for him.
As soon as Ranma inhaled the first time, she started coughing, and looking a bit green about the gills.
Faye and Jet laughed, Spike just smiled a little.
"Don't worry kid, that'll pass." Spike said, Ranma nodded and continued attempting to smoke, mimicking Faye's actions that she had seen earlier.
"Now, what're gonna do about this... problem?" Jet asked.
"Edward knows!" Ed shouted, running into the room with her arms raised in the air, making noises like an airplane, with Ein hot on her heels barking at her.
"What? You know what's wrong with me Ed?!" Ranma shouted
"Surely curly do!" Ed returned, grinning like a manic.
"Well, tell us already." Faye glared at the hacker.
"JuSENkYO...heeeeeeee" Ed returned to running in circles making strange noises.
"Jusenkyo...?" Ranma trailed off as a memory returned to her.
It was a memory of a lush green valley, with a small hut to one side of many many springs each with a bamboo pole stuck in each spring.
It was a memory of surfacing from a small pool of water, and feeling something wrong with his balance, and hearing some words obviously garbled, being a fragment of memory.
It was a memory of looking down at his suspiciously large chest, and ripping his dogi open to find a pair of large, round breasts staring back at him.
The memory ended with a burning sensation coming from between her fingers.
She dropped the offending cigarette as the others looked at her oddly.
"Ranma." Spike said.
"Yeah?" Ranma asked, tilting her head up to look at him.
"You ok? You spaced out there for a few minutes there." Spike said.
"Uhh, yeah, I'm fine man..." Ranma answered.
"Alright then... Ed, I want you to find out everything you can about this 'Jusenkyo' place, ok?" Jet asked.
"Okkieee dokkieee artychokieeeee" Ed answered, flopping down Indian style in front of her computer, putting her VR glasses on and began 'surfing the web' for information on Jusenkyo, waving her arms around in a way that would make most brake dancers green with envy.
"As for the rest of you, we're going to track down this latest bounty, he ain't worth much but he'll put food on the table." He said this last part with a glare at Ranma when her stomach grumbled from not eating since the hospital.
"What's his name?" Ranma asked.
"Say's here his name is - " Jet was cut off as Ed yelled.
"Search Commmpleeete!"
Ranma was at her side in an instant.
"Tell me!" He told her.
Faye started reading off of Ed's screen.
"Jusenkyo, a hidden valley of springs in the remote regions of what used to be China. Each spring has its own tragic legend of something that drowned there. Supposedly the legends say that if someone were to fall in one of these springs they would turn into the last thing that drowned there." Faye stopped reading.
"Keep going!" Ranma said.
"That's all there is..." Faye frowned.
"WHAT?! But if that's what happened to me, the there must be a cure right? I mean I can't stay a girl forever, right? RIGHT?" Ranma started to work herself into a frenzy as she walked back to the couch and started to sob.
"Good work Ed, keep looking." Jet whispered to her.
"Common Ranma, buck up, it'll all work out in the end..."
"I knew it couldn't be that easy....." Ranma mumbled.
"What are you talking about Ranma?" Faye asked.
"Nothing, don't worry about it." she responded.
*****
Ranma stood in a small room Spike usually used for training purposes, wearing a pair of VR goggles not unlike Ed always wore, and holding what appeared to be a pistol with a cord running up to the goggles.
Spike leaned against the corner, lazily smoking a cigarette, watching the younger man-turned-woman dive and roll around, apparently doing a training exorcise, having to do with her aim.
'Kid's a fast learner.' Spike mused and he watched Ranma complete a back flip, only to slip on the floor and fall, her head hitting with a resounding 'crack'
"Ouch. That's gotta hurt." Spike commented, smirking slightly.
"Ughn." Was all Ranma was able to manage as she stood slowly from her spot on the floor.
"Here kid."Spike said, flicking Ranma a cigarette and his lighter.
Ranma deftly caught it in the corner of her mouth, swiping the lighter from the air and lighting up, she took a long drag, letting the smoke drift from her mouth slowly.
"Thanks." Ranma mumbled as she let herself slide down the wall next to Spike in a sitting position.
"Hey Spike?" Ranma asked.
"Yeah kid?" Spike answered.
"What did you do, ya know, before you hooked up with Jet and Faye?" She asked, taking another drag off her cigarette, holding it over her drawn up knees.
"Heh. I don't think you wanna know kid." He told her, flicking his stub to the corner of the room, where it bounced and started to drift through the zero gravity back t'words Spike and Ranma.
"Huh. Ok then." Ranma shrugged, and she took up a basic fighting stance she had seen Spike assume, flicking her cigarette in the same manner as him.
"Let's dance then Spike." She grinned.
"What about your aiming practice?" He questioned.
"It can wait a while, right?" Her grin turned to a smirk, "Unless you're scared of course..." With that the two started sparring in the small room, Spike holding nothing back on the teenager, and Ranma fighting on pure instinct alone.
******
Ranma sighed after her workout with Spike. She had lost... again.
'Oh well' She mused, 'There's always next time I guess.'
Ranma rubbed her hands over her cold and fatigued body, trying to rub some warmth into it as she stepped into the shower, preparing to turn it on.
She hesitated for an unknown reason.
Another memory hit her with the force of a truck.
A memory of dodging punches that could crush titanium.
A memory of chains and other assorted sharp objects flying t'words him.
A memory of standing from the dust to his smirking enemy.
"Now Ranma, it ends!" The silhouette sneered at him.
"NOOO!" Someone ran in front of him, he could feel blood that wasn't his own on his face.
The memory ended, leaving her feeling even more tired then she had before.
Puzzling out the possible meanings of her memory, her hand still inches from the handle to turn the shower on, she mentally shrugged, and turned the handle all the way to hot.
*****
"IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Spike fell off the couch he was dosing on as a loud, masculine scream shook the ship.
Feeling an odd sense of deja vu, he hooked up with Jet and Faye on the way to the bathroom running to see what the yelling was about.
The door burst open, Faye was the first one in. She stared at the naked young 'healthy' man sprawled over the floor with a blush slowly creeping over her face.
"What the hell?!" Spike was confused. It had been a few days since they had all rushed in here to find a female Ranma, now they did it again, only to find a male Ranma, something was defiantly wrong about this situation.
Faye turned on her heel and pushed the other two brooding men out of the way, stomping out of the room, mumbling about being disturbed. The real reason she did it was to hide the blush and odd feelings that seeing the boy's... no MAN'S naked body had awakened.
******
"Ugnh..." Ranma said as he slowly woke from a dream to good to be true.
"Welcome back to the land of the living, kid." Spike said lazily sitting on the couch opposite of Ranma, with his legs propped up on the small coffee table between them.
"How long was I out?" He asked slowly, still not realizing his voice had dropped a few pitches.
"Not to long, maybe around an hour or so." Spike responded.
"Huh. Ok good. Means I still got time to practice shooting some more..." He said, flinging his legs over the side of the couch and standing.
It wasn't until he stumbled slightly that he noticed something was different... He wasn't having to compensate for the extra weight on his front... wait... that would mean he didn't have breasts anymore... but that can't be right... Ranma looked down at his chest.
"SCORE!" He shouted, startling Ein from his sleep across the room.
"I was wondering how long it would take ya to notice......." Spike trailed off as Ranma looked down his pants, then rubbed his eyes and looked down them again and again and again.
"Stop it kid, yer startin to freak me out!" Spike said.
"Err, sorry, I just... can't believe it... I'm finally a guy again!" Ranma again started dancing around the room until his foot clipped the couch he was jumping over, sending him crashing down to the floor in a painful fall, head first.
"Ouch... you shouldn't do that, you might hurt yourself one of these days..." Spike smirked at the teen.
"Pffftt, who cares! I'm a guy again!" He again started jumping around the room, albeit a little more slowly and carefully then last time.
He never saw Spikes fresh beer sitting on the table when he went to hug one of his new partners.
As he bent over, the beer spilled all over him, turning him to a her.
Of course, he had yet to notice what had happened in his happiness.
Spike did though as the guy half strangling him grew breasts and they were pressed against him in a VERY arousing manner.
It seemed then, as though Ranma noticed too as she stepped back from Spike with a horrible disappointed look on her face.
She sniffed and walked off to her room to think on what had happen.
"Don't worry kid, we'll get you fixed somehow... I promise..." Spike said. He hadn't felt like this before with another person, a certain kinship he didn't even share with Jet. It was like he thought of Ranma as himself when he was younger... or maybe as a younger brother?
Spike shook those thoughts out of his head as he noticed Ranma had stopped still.
"Thanks... Spike..." She said, and continued to walk to her small room.
'Anytime... kid.' Spike thought back at her, he kicked the small screen on the table, it automatically turned to a certain station.
******
"Hey amigos! How're all you bounty hunters doin?" A black man half yelled, wearing a stupid cowboy outfit. Beside him a woman dressed much the same giggled like a ditz.
"Its time for bigshot! The show for bounty hunters!" The black man said again.
"Ohh Butch what could todays hot tip be?!" Asked the ditzy woman rubbing her hands and butt in a cute – yet ditzy way.
"Well, not much this time I'm afraid everyone... This guy is only worth 1 million woolongs, but that's nothing to sneeze at either..." Butch said.
"He's wanted for destroying over four hospitals!" Butch said in his same annoying voice.
"Hospitals?" The woman repeated, "Why would anyone wanna destroy a hospital?"
Butch shrugged, "Who knows what lays in the mind of a criminal... Anyway hunters, GO GET EM!" He shouted.
Spike turned off the TV.
"Hey Jet!" Spike yelled.
"Yeah Spike?" Jet responded.
"I got the heads-up on that bounty!" Spike yelled, sticking a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it with a smooth motion, taking a slow drag and letting the smoke curl out of his mouth as Jet walked into the small room, wiping his hands with a dirty rag.
"Really? What is it?" Jet asked, leaning against the door frame.
"He's on Mars, his bounty went up too, looks like he destroyed another hospital, so its up to one million." Spike told Jet.
Jet grinned, "Guess we should get goin then huh?" Jet turned around walking to the ships small bridge and programmed a course to Mars.
Walking back to the small room Jet asked Spike, "Hey have you seen the kid around? I wanted to give him a few pointers before we go after this guy."
"Yeah, she's in her room." Spike said.
"She? I thought that he was a he again?" Jet asked.
"Not anymore." Spike returned shrugging.
"Oh... ok..." Jet walked to Ranma's room, putting his ear against the door. Hearing nothing he knocked lightly with his metal arm.
The door opened slightly revealing the red head that Jet had had to dress back when she first appeared.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"Hey kid, listen we're going after this bounty on Mars and I figured you wanna come with us, so come with me and I'll give ya a few pointers." Jet said.
"Ok..." She said closing her room door behind her.
"Don't forget to remind me kid, we need to getcha some new clothes, Spike's suit hardly fit you when you were a guy, much less when yer a chick..." Jet grimaced when he saw Ranma's face turn into a scowl at the mention of her predicament.
"Sure thing Jet." She said.
******
END CHAPTER
AN- AHHH sorry this chapter is shorter than normal.... I just figured that this was a good place to end and all o.O
Anyway, next chapter and the one after it should defiantly be interesting. wanna know what happens? TO BAD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA o.O
Thanks to tannim for hosting my poor, sad excuse for a fic and to my first reviewer who actually wrote me this huge review of just the proleauge, telling me that Faye's ship wasn't actually blown up, it just ran outta air and all, as well as telling me all about the 'deep sleep' she was in. I'd like to thank him a lot for it, and let everyone know that a major rewrite is planned....
Anyway, that's it until next time! Expect the next chapter within two weeks(I write around the schedule that tannim updates... Why? Hell if I know, I just do!
Chapter two
When Ranma woke up the next morning, he had a stiff neck from sleeping all night on the couch.
"Ugnhh.." Ranma grunted as he sat up, rubbing the stiffness from his neck.
"Where am I?" He asked.
He noticed his pitch seemed to be higher then normal... And his chest seemed a bit heavy as well.
"Aww shit..." He muttered as memories of the previous days came back to haunt him, now a her.
"Man, why did this have to happen to me, especially now?!" Ranma said.
"Finally awake lady?" Spike asked as he plopped down on the opposite couch with a bent cigarette hanging from his mouth, watching Ranma through half lidded eyes.
"Why do you keep calling me that?! I'm Ranma!" She growled, her face starting to turn red and her fists grabbing handfuls of the couch as she started to get angry.
"Ok, well then, Ranma, any idea how this happened?" Jet questioned, ducking his head so he wouldn't hit it as he climbed through the small porthole that led to the gravity chamber.
"How should I know? I was takin' a shower, and all this cold water hit me and then, I dunno, I just... changed..." Ranma adopted a traditional thinking pose, with her fist under her chin, elbow sitting upon her thigh as she pondered the question of her changing of sex.
"What I want to know, is are they real?" Faye walked in, toweling off her damp hair, wearing naught but a bath robe.
"Are what real?"Ranma asked with a questioning look on her face.
She soon realized the folly of asking when Faye started fondling her left breast.
"These. Are they real?" Faye asked.
Ranma blushed furiously when Faye continued her ministrations.
"O-Of course they're real! What else would they be!?" Ranma shouted, causing Faye to back take a few steps back at her outburst.
"Calm down kid, I was just pullin' your leg..." Faye mumbled as she sat next to Spike, letting the towel hang loosely around her neck.
"So, what're gonna do now?" Came the question on everyone's minds, issued from Ranma's mouth.
"Well, I'd say the first thing we do, is to get you back to the way you were before, then we can go after this new bounty, some guy that keeps attacking hospitals looking for someone." Jet stated.
"Well, how do we fix it?" Spike asked, stubbing his cigarette out on the ashtray on the table.
"Spike, what is that?" Ranma pointed to the object Spike had just placed in the ashtray.
"This? It's a cigarette." Spike replied.
"Oh... what's it do?"
"Well, it relaxes you..." Spike said
"Can I have one then? I'll take anything to help calm down." Ranma put his head in his hands, pushing the heels of his palms into his forehead.
Spike looked at Faye and Jet who shrugged.
"Sure, why not." Spike pulled out his pack and juggled one out of the soft paper pack. Ranma took the cigarette from Spike and put it in her mouth, letting Jet light it for him.
As soon as Ranma inhaled the first time, she started coughing, and looking a bit green about the gills.
Faye and Jet laughed, Spike just smiled a little.
"Don't worry kid, that'll pass." Spike said, Ranma nodded and continued attempting to smoke, mimicking Faye's actions that she had seen earlier.
"Now, what're gonna do about this... problem?" Jet asked.
"Edward knows!" Ed shouted, running into the room with her arms raised in the air, making noises like an airplane, with Ein hot on her heels barking at her.
"What? You know what's wrong with me Ed?!" Ranma shouted
"Surely curly do!" Ed returned, grinning like a manic.
"Well, tell us already." Faye glared at the hacker.
"JuSENkYO...heeeeeeee" Ed returned to running in circles making strange noises.
"Jusenkyo...?" Ranma trailed off as a memory returned to her.
It was a memory of a lush green valley, with a small hut to one side of many many springs each with a bamboo pole stuck in each spring.
It was a memory of surfacing from a small pool of water, and feeling something wrong with his balance, and hearing some words obviously garbled, being a fragment of memory.
It was a memory of looking down at his suspiciously large chest, and ripping his dogi open to find a pair of large, round breasts staring back at him.
The memory ended with a burning sensation coming from between her fingers.
She dropped the offending cigarette as the others looked at her oddly.
"Ranma." Spike said.
"Yeah?" Ranma asked, tilting her head up to look at him.
"You ok? You spaced out there for a few minutes there." Spike said.
"Uhh, yeah, I'm fine man..." Ranma answered.
"Alright then... Ed, I want you to find out everything you can about this 'Jusenkyo' place, ok?" Jet asked.
"Okkieee dokkieee artychokieeeee" Ed answered, flopping down Indian style in front of her computer, putting her VR glasses on and began 'surfing the web' for information on Jusenkyo, waving her arms around in a way that would make most brake dancers green with envy.
"As for the rest of you, we're going to track down this latest bounty, he ain't worth much but he'll put food on the table." He said this last part with a glare at Ranma when her stomach grumbled from not eating since the hospital.
"What's his name?" Ranma asked.
"Say's here his name is - " Jet was cut off as Ed yelled.
"Search Commmpleeete!"
Ranma was at her side in an instant.
"Tell me!" He told her.
Faye started reading off of Ed's screen.
"Jusenkyo, a hidden valley of springs in the remote regions of what used to be China. Each spring has its own tragic legend of something that drowned there. Supposedly the legends say that if someone were to fall in one of these springs they would turn into the last thing that drowned there." Faye stopped reading.
"Keep going!" Ranma said.
"That's all there is..." Faye frowned.
"WHAT?! But if that's what happened to me, the there must be a cure right? I mean I can't stay a girl forever, right? RIGHT?" Ranma started to work herself into a frenzy as she walked back to the couch and started to sob.
"Good work Ed, keep looking." Jet whispered to her.
"Common Ranma, buck up, it'll all work out in the end..."
"I knew it couldn't be that easy....." Ranma mumbled.
"What are you talking about Ranma?" Faye asked.
"Nothing, don't worry about it." she responded.
*****
Ranma stood in a small room Spike usually used for training purposes, wearing a pair of VR goggles not unlike Ed always wore, and holding what appeared to be a pistol with a cord running up to the goggles.
Spike leaned against the corner, lazily smoking a cigarette, watching the younger man-turned-woman dive and roll around, apparently doing a training exorcise, having to do with her aim.
'Kid's a fast learner.' Spike mused and he watched Ranma complete a back flip, only to slip on the floor and fall, her head hitting with a resounding 'crack'
"Ouch. That's gotta hurt." Spike commented, smirking slightly.
"Ughn." Was all Ranma was able to manage as she stood slowly from her spot on the floor.
"Here kid."Spike said, flicking Ranma a cigarette and his lighter.
Ranma deftly caught it in the corner of her mouth, swiping the lighter from the air and lighting up, she took a long drag, letting the smoke drift from her mouth slowly.
"Thanks." Ranma mumbled as she let herself slide down the wall next to Spike in a sitting position.
"Hey Spike?" Ranma asked.
"Yeah kid?" Spike answered.
"What did you do, ya know, before you hooked up with Jet and Faye?" She asked, taking another drag off her cigarette, holding it over her drawn up knees.
"Heh. I don't think you wanna know kid." He told her, flicking his stub to the corner of the room, where it bounced and started to drift through the zero gravity back t'words Spike and Ranma.
"Huh. Ok then." Ranma shrugged, and she took up a basic fighting stance she had seen Spike assume, flicking her cigarette in the same manner as him.
"Let's dance then Spike." She grinned.
"What about your aiming practice?" He questioned.
"It can wait a while, right?" Her grin turned to a smirk, "Unless you're scared of course..." With that the two started sparring in the small room, Spike holding nothing back on the teenager, and Ranma fighting on pure instinct alone.
******
Ranma sighed after her workout with Spike. She had lost... again.
'Oh well' She mused, 'There's always next time I guess.'
Ranma rubbed her hands over her cold and fatigued body, trying to rub some warmth into it as she stepped into the shower, preparing to turn it on.
She hesitated for an unknown reason.
Another memory hit her with the force of a truck.
A memory of dodging punches that could crush titanium.
A memory of chains and other assorted sharp objects flying t'words him.
A memory of standing from the dust to his smirking enemy.
"Now Ranma, it ends!" The silhouette sneered at him.
"NOOO!" Someone ran in front of him, he could feel blood that wasn't his own on his face.
The memory ended, leaving her feeling even more tired then she had before.
Puzzling out the possible meanings of her memory, her hand still inches from the handle to turn the shower on, she mentally shrugged, and turned the handle all the way to hot.
*****
"IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Spike fell off the couch he was dosing on as a loud, masculine scream shook the ship.
Feeling an odd sense of deja vu, he hooked up with Jet and Faye on the way to the bathroom running to see what the yelling was about.
The door burst open, Faye was the first one in. She stared at the naked young 'healthy' man sprawled over the floor with a blush slowly creeping over her face.
"What the hell?!" Spike was confused. It had been a few days since they had all rushed in here to find a female Ranma, now they did it again, only to find a male Ranma, something was defiantly wrong about this situation.
Faye turned on her heel and pushed the other two brooding men out of the way, stomping out of the room, mumbling about being disturbed. The real reason she did it was to hide the blush and odd feelings that seeing the boy's... no MAN'S naked body had awakened.
******
"Ugnh..." Ranma said as he slowly woke from a dream to good to be true.
"Welcome back to the land of the living, kid." Spike said lazily sitting on the couch opposite of Ranma, with his legs propped up on the small coffee table between them.
"How long was I out?" He asked slowly, still not realizing his voice had dropped a few pitches.
"Not to long, maybe around an hour or so." Spike responded.
"Huh. Ok good. Means I still got time to practice shooting some more..." He said, flinging his legs over the side of the couch and standing.
It wasn't until he stumbled slightly that he noticed something was different... He wasn't having to compensate for the extra weight on his front... wait... that would mean he didn't have breasts anymore... but that can't be right... Ranma looked down at his chest.
"SCORE!" He shouted, startling Ein from his sleep across the room.
"I was wondering how long it would take ya to notice......." Spike trailed off as Ranma looked down his pants, then rubbed his eyes and looked down them again and again and again.
"Stop it kid, yer startin to freak me out!" Spike said.
"Err, sorry, I just... can't believe it... I'm finally a guy again!" Ranma again started dancing around the room until his foot clipped the couch he was jumping over, sending him crashing down to the floor in a painful fall, head first.
"Ouch... you shouldn't do that, you might hurt yourself one of these days..." Spike smirked at the teen.
"Pffftt, who cares! I'm a guy again!" He again started jumping around the room, albeit a little more slowly and carefully then last time.
He never saw Spikes fresh beer sitting on the table when he went to hug one of his new partners.
As he bent over, the beer spilled all over him, turning him to a her.
Of course, he had yet to notice what had happened in his happiness.
Spike did though as the guy half strangling him grew breasts and they were pressed against him in a VERY arousing manner.
It seemed then, as though Ranma noticed too as she stepped back from Spike with a horrible disappointed look on her face.
She sniffed and walked off to her room to think on what had happen.
"Don't worry kid, we'll get you fixed somehow... I promise..." Spike said. He hadn't felt like this before with another person, a certain kinship he didn't even share with Jet. It was like he thought of Ranma as himself when he was younger... or maybe as a younger brother?
Spike shook those thoughts out of his head as he noticed Ranma had stopped still.
"Thanks... Spike..." She said, and continued to walk to her small room.
'Anytime... kid.' Spike thought back at her, he kicked the small screen on the table, it automatically turned to a certain station.
******
"Hey amigos! How're all you bounty hunters doin?" A black man half yelled, wearing a stupid cowboy outfit. Beside him a woman dressed much the same giggled like a ditz.
"Its time for bigshot! The show for bounty hunters!" The black man said again.
"Ohh Butch what could todays hot tip be?!" Asked the ditzy woman rubbing her hands and butt in a cute – yet ditzy way.
"Well, not much this time I'm afraid everyone... This guy is only worth 1 million woolongs, but that's nothing to sneeze at either..." Butch said.
"He's wanted for destroying over four hospitals!" Butch said in his same annoying voice.
"Hospitals?" The woman repeated, "Why would anyone wanna destroy a hospital?"
Butch shrugged, "Who knows what lays in the mind of a criminal... Anyway hunters, GO GET EM!" He shouted.
Spike turned off the TV.
"Hey Jet!" Spike yelled.
"Yeah Spike?" Jet responded.
"I got the heads-up on that bounty!" Spike yelled, sticking a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it with a smooth motion, taking a slow drag and letting the smoke curl out of his mouth as Jet walked into the small room, wiping his hands with a dirty rag.
"Really? What is it?" Jet asked, leaning against the door frame.
"He's on Mars, his bounty went up too, looks like he destroyed another hospital, so its up to one million." Spike told Jet.
Jet grinned, "Guess we should get goin then huh?" Jet turned around walking to the ships small bridge and programmed a course to Mars.
Walking back to the small room Jet asked Spike, "Hey have you seen the kid around? I wanted to give him a few pointers before we go after this guy."
"Yeah, she's in her room." Spike said.
"She? I thought that he was a he again?" Jet asked.
"Not anymore." Spike returned shrugging.
"Oh... ok..." Jet walked to Ranma's room, putting his ear against the door. Hearing nothing he knocked lightly with his metal arm.
The door opened slightly revealing the red head that Jet had had to dress back when she first appeared.
"Yeah?" She asked.
"Hey kid, listen we're going after this bounty on Mars and I figured you wanna come with us, so come with me and I'll give ya a few pointers." Jet said.
"Ok..." She said closing her room door behind her.
"Don't forget to remind me kid, we need to getcha some new clothes, Spike's suit hardly fit you when you were a guy, much less when yer a chick..." Jet grimaced when he saw Ranma's face turn into a scowl at the mention of her predicament.
"Sure thing Jet." She said.
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END CHAPTER
AN- AHHH sorry this chapter is shorter than normal.... I just figured that this was a good place to end and all o.O
Anyway, next chapter and the one after it should defiantly be interesting. wanna know what happens? TO BAD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA o.O
Thanks to tannim for hosting my poor, sad excuse for a fic and to my first reviewer who actually wrote me this huge review of just the proleauge, telling me that Faye's ship wasn't actually blown up, it just ran outta air and all, as well as telling me all about the 'deep sleep' she was in. I'd like to thank him a lot for it, and let everyone know that a major rewrite is planned....
Anyway, that's it until next time! Expect the next chapter within two weeks(I write around the schedule that tannim updates... Why? Hell if I know, I just do!