This is the story of a cursed martial artist who saves his forced uncute fiancée from the claws of a god; by killing him, for almost killing her, the love of his life.
When he realizes that he has lost her, no matter what he did, he almost confessed it all, at that exact moment, life went back to her.
They come back to Japan, uncured; an improvised wedding is organized, well, she is bribed into agreeing and he was "persuaded" by a dozing blow on his neck. The pig-tailed boy, after waking up in a tuxedo, rushes to the girl's room. He gets stricken by her beauty, but also with the news that the cure is under the same roof… while denying his feelings towards her.
Being common knowledge, this martial artist is a trouble magnet, so, his other 3 fiancées showed up (a crazed Chinese Amazon, a cross dressing okonomiyaki chef, and a deluded poisoning gymnast), with his rivals for Akane's affection not that he'd admit he wants it (a poetry-vomiting bokken-swinging jerk and a forever lost pig boy); a couple of more people who want the cure for the Jusenkyo curses turned up for the occasion (a blind Amazon goose and a coward sign-writing panda), then add a perverted old freak, a money-thirsty sister-in-law, a flood-like weeping father-in-law and violà!… the perfect recipe for a disastrous wedding.
After the whole fiasco, his 'almost' father-in-law declared it was only "overtime".
So, this story is about what happens during & after the overtime. This story is about what happens… Beyond!
B E Y O N D
A Ranma ½ continuative alterverse fan fiction by nm3
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine, not mine at all! That would be mere wishfull thinking! This is a fan fiction based on the characters made & owned by the ingenious Rumiko Takahashi, which I, without her permission, borrowed for the sole propose of creating this humble non-profit fic. Gomen! Takahashi-sama!
One last thing, this story may have Spoilers 1/2 involving the end of the series (Volume 38 ).
Chapter 6
"Nerimian Hell: Morning's alright for fighting"
Humming some cheer up tune, Akane soaked in the Tendo's furo trying to evaporate the stink that seemed to have stuck on her skin, after her 'wonderful' unfruitful Happi hunt.
She examined the nice big gash Shampoo-neko's teeth left on her right wrist, thinking "Damn! It may need stitches. I should've not yanked her while she was still bitting, ne? ". She could only sigh.
Then she raised her eyebrows at the growing battling noises that came from the yard.
"Ranma and Ryoga are at it, again " An annoyed sigh followed. She closed her eyes, leaned back and relaxed. She knew she still had some minutes left to indulge. She couldn't believe how sore she was from the chase.
"How can Ranma do all that roof hopping and chasing? Everyday? " She wondered.
Lost in thought she stretched, getting ready to come out of the furo, just then, Ryoga's battle cry introduced Ranma's entrance through the crashing window, landing on Akane's naked lap.
When Ranma opened his eyes, he met Akane's angry glare and naked chest. His mind stopped. Blank. Her mind was insulting him so fast that she couldn't put it in words, so Mr. Mallet appeared and helped her speak up.
"Heeeeeeeentai!"
Ranma flew out the same window he came in, right into Ryoga's umbrella swing, which redirected him into the Tendo residence outer wall.
The rubble had just finished covering every inch of Ranma, when Kasumi called for breakfast.
"Oh! Ryoga-kun, would you like to join us for breakfast? I'll set up a place for you right away" the ever smiling Kasumi gently offered.
His mind raced. He shook his head to clear it. "Thank you, Kasumi. You're too kind, but I can't stay" He turned around and took off running. He used Ranma's emerging head as a trampoline to jump to the nearest roof.
A dust covered Ranma emerged from what used to be the wall, wearing a couple of new and growing bruises on his cheek and forehead. He was cursing the very existence of pork converting people all around the world, namely one squealing pig featuring a yellow and black bandanna around its neck. For Ranma's torture and Akane's delight, the pig came jumping in the dinning room, welcomed by the girl's inviting arms and the boy's glare. The pig nuzzled into the girl's chest, squealing delightfully at Akane's cooed words. Ranma gapped at the scene. The porcine lifted itself from the bosom and stuck out its tongue at Ranma.
"That's it!" Ranma snapped.
He tried to snatch the pig, it dodged and his hand ended in said bosom. Now it was Akane's turn to get mad, double time.
"It's not enough for you to barge in on my bath! You still have to fondle me, you HENTAI! It was enough to deal with Happosai earlier and now this!" She validated her point with the appearance of Mr. Mallet.
"N-no A-akane, you see, I was fighting Ryoga and he…" Ranma scarcely tried to explain.
"NO more excuses Ranma!" She swinged her powerful mallet at Ranma, which he dodged with an incredibly tight somersault. "That mallet's growing bigger by the day!" His mind panicked.
The maneuver made him land on the table, right on his miso soup plate that spilled over Akane's face and torso. She stopped. Her stance widened. With her fisted hands on her hips and a glare on her face, her battle aura grew bigger and redder.
"Are you mocking me, Saotome? Are you? I swear I'll erase you today!" With her aura blazing she took off after Ranma, mallet in hand and ready to smash a retreating pigtailed skull.
"I'll kill this bitch, how dare she!" With Mousse beside her, a furious and lightly bandaged Shampoo cursed in mandarin. Stomping through Nerima's streets, she looked for said tomboy.
Right in front of her, on the crossroad ahead, a blur of cold blue and red hot auras zipped by. "There they are!" She yelled to Mouse. They chased alter them.
"This is an unusually fast chase for Akane" Mouse oddly thought "Almost hard to catch"
Akane yelled an insult with every mallet swing. Ranma was having a hard time dodging while thinking the right words to try to calm her down.
"Look A-akane, this is all a misunderstanding!" He sidestepped. "Believe me!" He ducked. "Calm down a bit, and I'll explain" He hardly dodged this swing. If it had hit, He'd be waving 'hello' at the crew of the international space station by now.
"Goddamit! Calm down tomboy! Jeez, you almost got me there!"
Well, that didn't seem to work.
"That's the idea, baka!"
Shampoo and Mouse were close behind, it was impossible to loose the battling couple's trail since all the mallet wholes, fallen walls, broken street lamps and rubble seemed to carpet their way towards them.
"OK, I'll stop then…" Ranma abruptly stopped. Arms crossed and eyes closed, almost breathing hard. "… and hope for the best, the best being survival!" His mind finished.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaayaaaaaaaah"
The mallet came down. Hard.
"Am I still alive?" His mind asked. He ventured himself and opened his eyes
Milimeters away from Ranma's feet, a new mallet crafted crater stood.
"Talk. Now!" She ordered.
On the other side of the crater, sans mallet, Akane stood hands-on-hips. He needed to sigh while rubbing his temples, eyes shut hard, squeezing the right words out of his brain.
Her battle aura flared.
"Can't she wait a milisec for me to avoid putting my foot on my mouth later!" His mind panicked.
He snapped his eyes open and witnessed the bombori-mallet collision. Shampoo attacked Akane from above. He rushed to interfere in the girl's fight, and prevent Akane from being killed, he thought. A chain held him back.
"Do not interfere in my Shampoo's vengeance!" Mousse tried to warn Ranma.
Ranma turned back when he heard Akane's body crash into the nearest wall. She was fiercely defending herself, but hardly fighting back. Shampoo was attacking at an outrageous speed, almost at kashuu tenshin amaguriken speed. Some hits were starting to filter in, connecting with Akane's ribs.
He panicked. He grabbed and pulled the chain, dragging Mousse with it. He received him with a round house kick on the face. Then he yanked the chain free of his robes.
Akane had managed to turn herself and Shampoo over. She had the Chinese girl in a killer embrace, trying to crush the air out of her lungs. Shampoo was using the little room she had to move her arms to punch Akane's sides.
Achy and breathless, Akane dove in and bit Shampoo's shoulder. Hard. "Touché" She mentally smiled at her little own pay back.
Shampoo threw her head back while screaming her lungs out right in Ranma's ear. He was desperately trying to separate Akane and Shampoo when water fell from above. Ranma shrank and Shampoo dissolved in her clothes. Akane fell to her knees, exhausted.
"Are you OK?" Ranma asked in her female voice.
Akane panted "My ribs" She coughed "…are sore. Besides that, I'm fine" She half smiled at Ranma. She was happy she had at least been able to stand up to Shampoo. A second later, she realized that if it hadn't been for the plant watering lady, she wouldn't be giving Ranma a good answer. So she frowned.
"Are you sure?" She almost conviced him when she smiled and all, but her frowning face brought all his worries back.
"I'm fine!" She remembered "And don't you dare touch me again you pervert!"
"Dammit Akane, can't you lemme explain first!"
Something flew towards Akane. Ranma instinctively reached to stop it. Shampoo-cat dove its nails into Ranma's arm and hissed. Every hair on Ranma's female body stood on its end. She took off screaming while waving her arms histerically.
Akane stood up slowly, pain evident on her features. Three weird looking knives were nailed into the ground below, inches away from Akane's feet. Mousse stood ahead, sober but slightly angry.
"Tendo Akane, I've never interfered in my dearest Shampoo's fights since I've never felt the need to, but I can see you've improved, somehow. I will not fight my love's quarrel since she requested it so, but if you harm her again I will interfere." He took a step closer and leaned to match Akane's eye level, glaring. "As a male Amazon I respect females, but I've got no fear of hitting, beating or killing them. Unlike Ranma" Having said that, he casually turned around and left Akane with her breath caught in her throat.
Akane walked slowly, limping a little. She was having a hard time when she breathed in deeply. She was very sore and tired already, and it was barely 8 a.m.
"8 a.m.! I'm gonna be late!" She picked up her pace, hiding all her pain when she reached the school's gate.
A samurai armor clad Tatewaki Kuno was there to welcome her this morning, along with a ceremonial ox and a wedding kimono in hand. All the school was watching, of course.
"With the gods and the whole school as our witnesses, we shall be united in marriage. My sweet temptress, Tendo Akane, I shall redeem your honor, which was lost at the recently aborted wedding you suffered!"
"I can't believe this jerk!" She snarled.
"Oh! Here comes my other object of affection. She runs to me, to keep me from marriage!" He sighed, lovesick. "Do not worry my osage no onna! I shall marry Tendo Akane, and you will be my dearest concubine! I shall satisfy you both!"
Ranma ran aimlessly, desperate. With Shampoo-cat's paws attached to her scalp, screaming "Cat!" in every stride.
"Come to me, my beauties!" Kuno waited with arms wide open.
Akane could only sweatdrop when Ranma promptly ran over Kuno. The huge bump on his head caused by the hit was evident moments later.
"Well, I suppose I will have to, once again, take you to the infirmary, for the accustomed fee of course." Nabiki said.
"Marrying me to redeem me!" She muttered, along with some colorful insults involving bokken wielding Shakespeare spouting bakas. All the memories from the aborted wedding flooded her mind, again. Her stomach cringed, her eyes narrowed and her temper got the best of her, again.
"I swear to God! I'll never get married!" She angrily shouted to the heavens, stomping into the school building.
Lightrays were reflected by the metal buckets that held a cold, transparent liquid within. The particles of this fluid -necessary, for some, dreadful, for a few- seemed to be attracted to something close to it.
A dim red brightness shone around the cylindrical containers. Its source was shaking, holding both buckets at its sides. The liquid was almost vibrating, threatening to make its way toward its attraction.
The increasing reddish light was almost heating up the fluid. The brightness was emanating from an anger shaken feminine figure, with blue short hair, in a hall just outside a Furinkan High classroom.
"BAKABAKASHIII! That jerk! How dare he!" enraged her mind shouted.
"You know it isn't his fault" some voice, lost in the depths of her mind shouted from within.
"Yeah right" she half muttered.
"Um Akane…" Ranma tried.
"What?" She barked.
Sweat beads shone on Ranma's forehead. He was struggling to avoid her almost bursting anger.
"About Shampoo…"
"What about her? Would it be her recent nude appearance while attached to your torso… in front of the whole class! What about it? " She hissed. She would have loved to shout her lungs out, but they were already in enough trouble, holding buckets as punishment for being late, interrupting class, crashing the windows, improper behavior (thanks to naked Shampoo), and pretty much everything Hinako sensei could come up with the moment they showed up.
"We had to change to avoid going into the nekoken. When she changed back, she held on to me 'to cover herself' " He explained sarcastically "I struggled and tried to peel her off me, I just happened to fall through our class window in the middle of it"
Akane was uninterestedly looking out the opposite way.
A blackboard eraser flew, hitting the back of Ranma's head. "Be quiet! You're not allowed to talk!" Hinako sensei humphed "Behave or I'll drain you dry!" She then proceded with the class.
A few minutes passed and Ranma continued fidgeting. He looked down at Akane's right wrist that wore a nasty gash. It was gapping a little under the stress of the girl's anger tightened fists that held the buckets. He also noted the multiple cuts and scrapes she wore on her arms and legs, she even had a small cut over her right cheekbone. Some bruises where starting to show up too.
He frowned, but dared and whispered "Akane, why do you have that big gash on your wrist and all the other cuts and scrapes?"
"Shampoo" her aura flared a little with her reply.
"No, I mean before the..." He searched for a word "… incident this morning? I noticed them while we… tried to eat breakfast earlier"
"Xian Pu" she was glaring at him now "and Happosai too" She looked back at the window in front of them.
He gapped. "What did that perv did to her? I swear I'll…" Her hushed reply interrupted his thinking.
"I discovered Shampoo trying to sneak into your…" She suppressed the upcoming blush when she remembered her meeting with Ranma's underwear "…the house. I splashed her. I was taking her out when she bit my wrist, so I yanked her off, took her by the tail and flung her out"
Ranma smirked, imagining Shampoo-cat cruising through the Nerimian skyline. "Oh, so that's why she was out for revenge later!" he realized.
"When I went to my room, to get my medical kit, I found Happi." She half growled sarcastically "He was in my closet, stealing all my underwear, again. I got so angry I jumped out the window after him. I roof hopped to try to catch him." She said proudly.
Ranma frowned "So that's why her room was a mess this morning. Wait a second, roof hopping?" He thought while he raised an eyebrow.
"But I couldn't quite make the jump over a street and landed in a dumpster, hence, the cuts and scrapes."
Ranma thought outloud "What the hell were you thinking? How did you ever think that you could outsmart Happosai? Roof hopping, you could've broken your neck, you know? You being so clumsy and all!" The moment the words flew out of his mouth, he regreted saying them. "Foot in mouth! Foot in mouth!" His mind yelled.
"I warned you two!" Hinako's childish form flew out of the classroom door and stood in position "Five yen technique!"
With Akane in front of her, she started draining her. Little Hinako started to grow higher. Ranma jumped in front of Akane, protecting her and getting drained in the process. Hinako filled and was now standing tall in the skimpy cream colored dress she always wore.
"I told you to behave!" She said in her now adult mezzo soprano voice.
Totally drained Ranma fell back, exhausted, right into Akane's chest. She instinctively caught him, his head in between her breasts. He blinked and looked up at her. She blushed.
"You pervert! Can't you stop?" She yelled while she malleted Ranma through the window.
She huffed and puffed while she saw Ranma's inert body splash into the pool.
"Come back to class, Akane." Hinako ordered. "I'll ensure that bad student gets his punishment later"
Akane sighed and winced, hating Shampoo more by the second.
Kuno's bandaged head swung side to side at his sister.
"How could you want that fowl sorcerer, that honorless coward of Saotome?" Tatewaki admonished.
"How could you love that Tendo peasant and that infamous red headed demon?" Kodachi admonished back, snapping her ribbon.
"Ha! But I'm loved back! Look, here comes my red headed water sprite! Into my arms she comes. I shall shower her with kisses and dress her with this marriage kimono" which erupted from under his sleeves, very Mousse like. "… to be married right away!"
Ranma's girlish form climbed out of the pool, dripping wet, coughing.
"She may be coming to beat you up once more!" Kodachi said.
"Love's tender caress" Kuno liked to call it.
Kodachi was getting frustrated "Look brother, I'll help you get this unworthy redhead, this once, if! You point me towards my dearest Ranma's whereabouts"
Tatewaki immediately showed his interest and nodded. "He's in the third floor of this building, his classroom's the one in front of that broken window" He pointed out with his bokken.
She merrily jumped and loudly laughed her trademark creepy hilarity.
Ranma looked up and was caught by surprise by a black rose bouquet on her face. She gasped, which was her mistake since that allowed the sleep inducing toxin to be immediately inhaled. With a thud her body instantly fell.
A snapping ribbon interrupted the class for the millionth time this morning. Hinako did an eyeroll and sighed.
"What now?" She asked, annoyed.
Akane sank into her chair while glaring at gymnast. "Just another more nut to make my day!" She muttered.
"Would you be so kind as to tell me Saotome Ranma's location?" She asked while scaning the room "Since it seems he's not here at the moment" She tried to be courteous since she knew about this teacher's 'talents'.
"He flew off to enjoy the pool." Akane sarcastically replied. Her classmates laughed.
"You peasant!" Annoyed and angry, Kodachi hissed. "What cruel atrocity have you yet again put Ranma-sama through?" She whipped her ribbon at Akane, catching her injured wrist.
Akane cursed, but wouldn't let her pain show, in fact she closed a fist around the ribbon and pulled it back, forcing kodachi to take a step forward and widen her stance to avoid loosing her balance.
"This has not been my day, Kodachi. So I advise you run along and don't bother me anymore!" Akane dared.
"How bold this lewd girl has become!" She insulted.
Akane narrowed her eyes, throwing daggers at Kodachi.
"Well then, insolent brat, I challenge you! Fight me, peasant!" the leotard clad girl shouted.
Knuckles cracked "Soccer field!" Akane yelled.
They both ran sideways, not taking their eyes off each other to move. They jumped out the window. The whole class followed to watch.
"Eeep!" Akane mentally yelled the moment her feet passed over the window sill, and found herself leaping from the third floor. She panicked and looked around. She was able to catch the drainpipe that fell all along the building towards the grassy floor below. She used it to climb down at record speed.
Back on the third floor Ukyo watched, perplexed. All the classmates watched, amazed by Akane's ability.
"Huh? When did Akane learn to do that? Is she training? What is she training for?" She gasped in thought "Is Ranma training her?" She shook her head "This is not good!" She took off. She had to witness the fight.
She stirred.
Kuno was fighting an inner battle "Should I dress her up in the kimono? That would mean I have to strip her off her clothing… What about her honor? What about my honor?" He frowned.
"Ah! But if we get married right away, her honor won't be tarnished nor mine. I'm a genius! I will dress her up!" Determined he turned to Ranma, who welcomed him with a nice view of his elbow.
"Jackass" she muttered. She stood up wobbly, intoxicated still, only to watch in horror that the fight was about to start. Akane and Kodachi were taking their stance. Nabiki seemed to appear besides them, classmates started to fill the field, sitting down as if to watch a soccer game.
"That nutcase will trash Akane! And if she really brings it, she could kill her!" His mind terrorized, his worst nightmares becoming reality. She took off, only to be glomped from behind by Kuno.
"That dammed Hinako, She drained me so much that I can't even fight off Kuno!" she struggled in Kuno's inescapable embrace. She stopped dead. "Akane was drained too! And she's going to fight Kodachi! God! She's gonna get herself killed!" She battled Kuno's arms inching closer to the fight.
"Give up, unworthy pauper" Kodachi sneered "I know my darling Ranma might get upset if I hurt you too much, but it'll be worth it! I've been waiting for my chance to get back at you for trying to steal him from me!"
"Can't you get it through that thick head of yours? Ranma is not yours, dammit!" Akane yelled back.
"So you're saying you will fight me for him?" Kodachi asked, cocking an eyebrow, taking this as a perfect opportunity to get the Tendo girl out of the way.
"NO! I'm just saying he's not an object to be won or taken, Jeez!" Akane couldn't relieve this girl's thickness.
"If I win, will you to stay out of my way, would you finally let us be?" Kodachi passionately asked, outloud, wanting to have as many witnesses as possible.
Akane chuckled and the sobered up. "OK. But If I win, promise you will let me alone, you will leave Ranma and the redhead alone. You will also keep yourself and your brother out of our lives! Understood?" Akane demanded.
Kodachi nodded.
"Say it outloud so we can all hear!" Akane too was taking advantage of the crowd.
"Yes, I will comply with your terms as long as you comply with mine"
"Can you document this somehow?" Akane asked Nabiki.
"I'm recording it." She replied as-a-matter-of-factly while she pointed toward a digital camcorder on a tripod beside her.
Nabiki stood in between the fighters, acting as referee. Behind her, amongst the crowd, her minions where busy taking up the bets.
"This will be a no-rule, no time limit fight, won only by knock out and lost by surrender. Using bystanders as weapons isn't allowed. There will be no rematch. Killing will be severely frowned upon, OK?" She glanced at Akane. She couldn't believe she was serious about it, she could loose Ranma. She would. Even though Akane is her sister, but as the fact based person she was, her reason could not support her sister. She will cheer and help her in any way possible, but she was dreading the outcome of this fight.
"Hajime!" With that she lowered her arm, announcing the beginning of the combat. She stepped back, camera in hand.
Both girls jumped back to add up a good distance, measuring one another. They both had stern looks. Determined to end this quickly, eager to be in Ranma's arms, Kodachi attacked first. She snapped her ribbon twice before catching Akane's unharmed wrist.
"Trying to pull this stunt on me again? Don't underestimate me!" Her mind yelled, while her body pulled the ribbon along with the gymnast, hard. Then she immediately sprung forward, toward the unbalanced face first falling Kodachi, who was surprised at the sudden, unpredictable move. Akane punched right in the middle of her face, and sent her flying across the lawn. The lazy ribbon was now in Akane's hands.
Nabiki blinked. Ukyo gapped. The crowd cheered.
Kodachi wheezed. Her vision was starting to clear by the time she was standing back up. With an audibly loud crunch she twisted her nose back in place. The crowd silenced.
"You wench!" Kodachi ran towards Akane, crossed her hands under her arms and pulled out her clubs, since she wasn't planning on playing nice, she pushed out the spikes.
She started with two clubs. Akane dodged them, the spiked clubs passed millimeters away from her. Kodachi pulled two clubs more into the blur of movement. Akane was struggling to keep her defenses, dodging, sidestepping, ducking, anything!
Finally Kodachi brought out four more clubs. Akane was reaching her speed limit. Kodachi aimed for her feet, Akane jumped, but Kodachi caught her and landed a hit on her left side. Akane stooped, holding her left side. Kodachi didn't wait to kick Akane square in the chest, sending her flying a fair distance.
Nabiki was breathless. Ukyo winced. The crowd was dead silent, some exchanged glances.
Akane rose, panting. She pressed tightly on her left side. Blood was drawing a big stain on her blouse.
Ranma stood still. Having seen Akane's first move relieved him a bit, he thought then that maybe Akane may have known what she was doing, but when he saw that Kodachi was definitely not holding back and stroke Akane, he stood horrorized. When he saw the blood stain, his mind went blank, he was breathless. Something inside him started to break.
He took off. His female body's speed was his advantage. He had to stop this fight. Now!
Nabiki saw the red stain spreading on her sister's blouse. She gasped and stepped closer.
"Stop!" Akane ordered, her left arm extended, showing Nabiki her palm. "Do not interfere!" She ordered and turned "You too, Ranma! You will let me finísh this fight!"
Ranma skidded to a halt, meters away from her. "Akane you can't ask me that!" He stepped closer and secretly said "I can't just sit and watch you get beaten up!"
"I can fight my own battles, goddamit!" She yelled back.
"I can't let…" his voice fell to a whisper "I can't let her hurt you more. I can't stand seeing you hurt, please, don't ask me that!" He let his concern show on his female features and held Akane's eyes for a moment, before looking down, embarrassed.
Her face softened. "Have a little faith in me, Ranma" She sighed. He looked up.
"OK, I'll let you stop the fight, only, if I'm in real danger of getting killed. But you gotta understand, I need to do this" She half smiled. "Besides, this is a great opportunity to finally get her off our backs, ne?" She now smiled fully at Ranma. His heart fluttered, but the growing bloodstain only made his worries bigger.
She turned back to Kodachi.
"Great! Now I can dispose of you both!" Kodachi announced.
"Oh sorry to burst your bubble, Kodachi, but this is and will remain a one on one fight" She winced a little when she straighten up. She put a smirk on her face. She flexed her neck and cracked her knuckles. "Ok, let's get this over with" Then she took a loose stance.
Kodachi ran, closing up on Akane. Two big hoops came out, followed by two shinning small hoops. She sent the first two rolling towards Akane, she jumped to avoid them. Kodachi smirked knowingly, and threw the smaller hoops. Akane flexed and put up her arms to defend herself in mid air. The hoops cut through her left elbow and her right eyebrow.
"Sharp!" Her mind screamed. She landed and stole a glance to check the damage. Flesh wounds, she noticed.
"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" Ranma's mind repeated. "Just flesh wounds, nothing serious!" He tried to mentally convince himself.
Akane's eyes narrowed. Her battle aura flared up, red. Her stance changed, almost crouching. Her face serious. Her mind racing. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate. Her aura seemed to flow out of her with cadence. At its base, an orange hue started to mingle with the red. The orange spread through the red, skyward.
Her eyes opened. She now held a fiery, confident and determined gaze.
"Bring it on!" She yelled.
They started running towards each other. Kodachi threw the hoop combo again, but Akane slid sideways to dodge the first couple and ducked to avoid the second pair.
She continued running towards Kodachi like an unstoppable train. Kodachi stopped and ran backwards. She threw a ball that rolled toward Akane and exploded. Akane leaped right before it exploded and flew through the explosion covering herself. She rolled through her landing. She stood and continued towards Kodachi, who sent several more balls which Akane dodged more intelligently.
She finally reached Kodachi, who had almost run out of toys, fighting without her team did limit her tools. Akane started her attack hand-to-hand. Kodachi was only dodging, then she pulled out a yellow rope, blocked Akane's punch with the rope and wrapped it around her wrist. She twisted the rope, sat back and swung Akane over her head.
Akane's body smashed into a nearby tree and slid to the ground.
Ranma hadn't been able to breath for a while now. The frown lines on his features where so deep, they cut his face into a mess of worry.
Kodachi walked up to Akane's unmoving body.
Ranma ran closer. Nabiki got closer as well. The crowd gapped.
"It seems I've finally beaten this precarious bitch!"
"You'd wish!" Akane sweeped Kodachi off her feet and immediately kicked her in the gut, multiple times before sending her flying a few meters away.
The ill tempered girl squatted down, dug into the ground and pulled a root. She pulled harder and lifted a whole tree above her head as if it was a huge baseball bat. She swung it with her left hand towards Kodachi, who jumped high to avoid the massive hit.
While her adversary was in mid air, Akane reached behind her, and took something from her waistband, whipped it and laced falling Kodachi's legs together with her own ribbon.
Then she swung Kodachi in circles above her before pulling her to the ground in an earth shattering crash.
When the cloud of dust settled, Kodachi was sprawled on the ground breathing hard, wincing and muttering. Akane was on her knees, huffing and puffing. She stood and walked to Kodachi.
"It's not over yet. It is not…" The clobbered Kodachi muttered, struggling to get up.
Akane let out an annoyed sigh. "How thick can she get?" Then she punched the ground next to Kodachi's head. "Dammit!"
The crowd gasped.
Akane sat on Kodachi's chest, she put her elbow menacingly over Kodachi's throat, who was staring back at Akane with vicious and squinted eyes.
"Do you yield?" Akane asked out loud.
"Never!" Kodachi replied.
Akane persuaded her by pushing her elbow down, on her neck.
"I'll ask again: Do you yield?"
Tears erupted from Kodachi's eyes. She clenched her teeth, her breathing growing more labored.
"Do you yield?" Akane pressed harder.
"I do" came out a small voice. Akane relieved the pressure.
"Come again?" Nabiki asked, having just popped out from behind Akane, camera in hand, of course.
"I yield!" she said out loud.
The crowd cheered.
Akane rolled off Kodachi, and laid down, exhausted. Her eyes started drooping. A nauseating metallic taste filled her mouth. Fatigue washed over her. Then the shivers came. The last thing she saw was Ranma's concerned face desperately shouting out her name.
END OF CHAPTER 6
Author's notes:
A teeny weenie mini cliffy!
Nm3 kneels down, puts her hands down before her and bows down, her forehead touching the back of her hands.
"Gomen!" She glanced up with pleading eyes and bowed again. "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!" bow "Gomen!"… OK, my back's starting to hurt.
I apologize for the incredibly long time it took me to update. Medical school has been strangling me this past 2 years, and the brainoven has been used for other purposes besides writing. Well, now I'm a 5th year med student, at least.
This series has been completing itself up, the last couple of weeks the pieces have been clicking on my head. It's gonna be great! Now I gotta write it! (…) P. I know it won't be easy, nor fast, but I'll try my best to keep it up! Cross my heart and hope to die!
Author: nm3
Story ideas: nm3 (vacancy)
Proofreading and editing: nm3 (vacancy)
Meaning: suggestions, ideas and proofreaders are always welcomed!
Have a merry belated Christmas, and a blessings filled happy New Year!
See you soon,
- Nm3
"If you think everything is OK, then you obviously don't know what the hell is going on!"
- Murphy's Law