Disclaimer: Don't own Sailor Moon, as its owned by Naoko Takeuchi. Rumiko Takahashi owns Ranma.
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Chapter 2 -
Ranma slid open the door to the Tendo house and took his shoes off. "I'm home!" Ranma called out as he walked in, closing the door behind him.
"Welcome back, Ranma." Kasumi called from the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready in about an hour."
Ranma smiled to himself before calling out, "Looking forward to it, Kasumi!" Ranma turned straight for one of the places that his father could be found, almost any time of day when he wasn't scheming.
Genma and Soun were doing one of the things they did most often, playing shogi. Genma was starting to sweat. Soun had him on the run, and refused to be drawn in by any of his 'ploys.'
"Hey pops," Ranma called. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
Genma stood up. "Would you look at that Tendo, my boy needs me. He probably wants to talk about marrying Akane. Well gotta go!" Genma said rushing from the room.
"No fair Saotome! I was just about to win!" Soun yelled, but the portly martial artist was already gone. Soun sighed. "And I was just about to decimate him." Soun said to himself, before resetting the shogi board.
Genma followed Ranma to the living room, where they both sat down in chairs. "What did you want, Ranma? Finally come to your senses and decide to marry Akane?" Genma asked, hoping but knowing that it probably wasn't the reason.
"I ain't gonna marry that uncute tomboy, pops!" Ranma yelled at him. After a second, he looked around in a paranoid fashion.
"Akane isn't home yet, Ranma" Genma said. Ranma relaxed.
"Pops, do you know of any martial artists or something that have black ki?" Ranma asked, before watching Genma seem to teleport from his chair to right in front of him.
Genma grabbed onto his shoulders. "Ranma, m'boy, did you anger the Master!?" Genma exclaimed, shaking him. Ranma brought up his leg and kicked Genma back into his chair.
"I haven't done anything to the old freak! At least, not lately."
Genma relaxed. "Just leave the master alone. Maybe he will die of old age soon." Genma said. He then muttered, "Actually, I'll probably die of old age before he does." Realizing the folly of mentioning the ancient pervert more than three times in a minute, Genma looked around. Fortunately, Happosai didn't seem to want to materialize, so Genma breathed a sigh of relief.
Ranma slapped his forehead. "Look, I don't think it had anything to do with the old freak! Just tell me what a martial artist with black ki is!" He yelled at his father.
Genma activated his one use per week righteous martial artist pose, leaping from his chair and planting his feet in a wide stance, one hand pointing to the heavens. "A being of black ki is no martial artist! They are demons, usually summoned by small wrinkled perverts! Said wrinkled perverts, who tend to be the greatest of evils, summon these monstrosities that lack a true life force, in order to make life hell for their disciples! It is a martial artists duty to hunt such monsters down and destroy them, and beat up the wrinkled pervert who summoned them!" Genma cried to the heavens. Unable to maintain (rather questionable) righteousness anymore and not look like a fool, and not realizing that it was too late for that, Genma relaxed and fell back into his chair, causing it to shudder
Ranma's eyes twitched at his father's antics. 'So why don't you go hunt down the wrinkled pervert then, pops?' He thought to himself. Ranma took a deep breath, and continued, "Do you know any techniques that can shoot giant pink destructive hearts?"
Genma snorted. "No, and I don't think I want to. What kind of girly martial artist would shoot pink hearts at people?" Genma asked, chuckling. Again, GENMA OS hit another script error. "Ranma, you haven't developed such a technique? Oh the heaven's weep, that my son wants to shoot hearts at his enemies!" Genma cried out.
Ranma leapt up over to Genma, and bashed his father's head with his fist. Ranma shook his head and spun around. "I'm going to go see the ghoul. Don't know why I bothered with you in the first place. I'm just surprised that you only mentioned Akane once." Ranma muttered.
"What did you say, boy?" Genma asked him, his head still ringing.
Ranma waved his hand. "Didn't say nothin'."
'Maybe I shouldn't think so hard about this. But that heart technique was damn strong! Those girls don't look like martial artists. How did they do it?' Ranma thought to himself as he headed to the door.
"So there is five cute girls wearing very revealing clothing, that can... is it hot in here?" Ranma stopped talking to himself and looked up. He hadn't been paying much attention to where he was walking. Ranma gulped.
Akane had evidently just come in with Nabiki, who was already getting out of there. Currently, Akane's eyes had become pointed in the weaker version of the Tendo demon head, and she was glowing with a red battle aura.
"Cute girls, huh. Revealing clothing, huh. You pervert!" Akane cried, crashing her foot into Ranma, blowing him outside the house. He skipped along the ground, before splashing into the koi pond. Genma and Soun's heads popped out, holding up signs that read 8.5 and 9.0 respectively.
Ranma-chan sputtered as she lifted herself from the pond. "What'd you do that for!?" She yelled at Akane.
Akane stared out at her. "I can't believe you!" Akane exclaimed before turning around and going up to her room. 'I was going to cook him dinner, but now he can just starve.' Akane thought to herself.
For some inexplicable reason, Ranma-chan felt a surge of happiness. Ranma-chan shook off her hair and muttered, "Ain't never gonna understand her. Just isn't going to happen." Ranma shrugged and leaped out of the pond, landing on the wall and bouncing off of it, heading in the direction of the Cat Café.
'I wish I knew why Mako-chan waited for me. She should have gotten some other boyfriend that didn't have a father who dragged his son everywhere. She was a martial artist, but she was rather sweet, not like Akane.' Ranma thought to herself. 'And she could cook. Man, could she ever!' Ranma began to drool at the thought of Makoto's food, but shook it off. 'I've got three fiancées already, and a psycho after me. Just wouldn't work out."
Elsewhere, a certain other group involved in that days activities had gathered to find out just what was going on. Of course, that purpose lasted the whole of one minute, until Usagi managed to find Rei's new manga collection.
"Usagi! How did you find those!?" Rei exclaimed to the dumpling head who was laughing at one of the manga she was reading. "I haven't even gotten time to read them yet!" Rei said, leaping onto Usagi and trying to wrest her precious manga away from her.
The other three sighed and ignored the two. The same thought went through all their minds. 'Evidently, the old saying about being better friends the more you fight was true.' "What does the Mercury computer say about the enemy?" Makoto asked Ami, who was busy typing something into her computer.
Sounds of crashing reached their ears but they pointedly ignored it. Ami finished typing on the computer and looked up. "Well, it appears that this monster possessed some similarities to energy draining monsters we've encountered before." Ami said. She continued, "However, it seems somewhat more limited. The computer noticed that not all of their energy had been drained, just a large quantity. So either it was interrupted, or it can only handle a specific kind of energy, that humans don't have a lot of."
"So it's weaker than any of our old enemies?" Minako asked Ami. The blue haired genius shrugged.
"It can't absorb energy as effectively, but that doesn't seem to make it weaker. It is certainly stronger than Beryl's youma, although I haven't been able to compare them to daimons yet."
Rei snorted and gave up the fight with Usagi. When it came to manga, Usagi had an iron grip. "I think the monster can only absorb energy associated with negative emotions." Rei said.
Usagi sighed and dropped the manga. Once Rei was done fighting, reading the manga just didn't have the same appeal. She sat down at the table with the others.
"What do you mean, Rei?" Ami asked her.
Rei looked pensive for a moment. "As part of my spiritual training, I can sense ki, or life energy. It is how I've also been able to sense evil energy. When the energy was returned to people, I noticed that it was in several colors, but all of them were associated with some kind of negative emotion. It was mostly greed, however."
Makoto nodded. "That makes sense. The monster had yen signs tattooed all over its body. Money could be considered the root of greed." Makoto said. She blinked as she thought of something, and continued speaking, "Rei, when you said you could see the energy, what did it look like?" She asked Rei.
"It looked like colored streams of power connecting to each of the people and disappearing into them. Why do you ask?" Rei responded.
"Because I could have sworn I saw strange waves in the air as everyone started to come to. I guess I was almost seeing the energy being returned to them." Makoto said.
Rei nodded. "I'm not surprised. A good enough martial artist can sense these things as well. I just have specific training to be able to sense them." She mentioned.
"So what was up with that Ranma guy?" Usagi asked Ami. They turned to look at her. "I mean, you said that you would have some info on him, so spill."
Ami checked her computer. "Well, I only really scanned him because I thought it strange that his energy hadn't been drained. According to my readings, he has an enormous amount of energy boiling within him. Its probably ki like Rei mentioned, but I have never seen this much energy in a single human before." Ami paused. "Well, there was that one guy who kept screaming about seeing hell, but I haven't seen him since."
The others sweat dropped. Makoto sighed. "So sempai is far stronger than before, if he can survive those kind of hits by a monster."
"But it could be evil energy." Minako said.
Ami shook her head as she looked at the computer. "I doubt it. The energy in him didn't seem to have any negative power attached to it. It isn't how he survived the hits that I want to know about. I want to know how he was able to take 126 swings per second with his hands, effectively knocking away every single coin before it struck him." Ami said, not noticing the others' drop their jaws.
"126 swings?" Usagi asked, eyes wide. Mechanically, she turned to Makoto. "Did you know about this?"
Makoto's eyes had bugged out as well. "I can't believe it. I didn't think hands could move that fast." She said, awestruck.
Ami looked up again and put her computer away. "Well that's all I know... what's wrong with you guys?" She asked the others, who still had bug eyes.
Minako stared at her. "Ami, you don't find it weird that he can move his hands that fast."
Ami shrugged. "I'm a magical girl. I've seen people throw energy around that they shouldn't have. I've seen scientific laws broken on a daily basis!" Ami said, her voice loud. The others stared at her. Ami blushed and buried her heads in her hands.
"She's right. We've seen too many weird things for someone to move really fast to bother us all that much. Maybe we can ask him how he does it if we see him again." Usagi said, trying to get the attention off the embarrassed Ami. Usagi turned to Makoto. "Mako-chan, what is the real story with you and your sempai?"
Makoto looked uncomfortable. "Well, I only really knew him about two months. He went to an all boy's school near the school I went to. I saw him practicing martial arts one day and asked for a spar. He was a bit condescending, but agreed. However, he spent most of the fight dodging, like he didn't take me seriously. That lasted for about a minute, before he got careless and I got a pretty good hit on him." Makoto said, her eyes misting as she recalled the incident.
Minako looked shocked. "You fought him for a minute before you could even hit him?" She asked.
Makoto nodded. "Yeah, and let me tell you, he was really surprised. Claimed it would never happen again. I was tired so I offered him lunch, which he really seemed to like. We started hanging out, and before you knew it, we were dating. He told me that he had been training ever since he was six years old. He talked about some of his training adventures." Makoto paused a moment in contemplation. "Oh Usagi and Minako, don't let Luna or Artemis around him. He said he had an extreme allergy to cats." Minako and Makoto nodded.
"So that was it?" Rei asked. "You fought, gave him lunch, and became boyfriend and girlfriend?"
Makoto blushed. "Well, he really did like food. Claimed that it was the best food he had ever had. He claimed that he lived on mostly camp food. Anyways, all was fine until he had to leave to continue his training trip. That's when he broke up with me. I thought he didn't mean it, just that he didn't want me on the trip, but now I'm not so sure. I'm afraid I got a little violent after that. Its why I got kicked out of school." Makoto finished, laying her head on the table. "I wish I knew what was really going on in that head of his."
Usagi and the others looked at each other. "If we see him, we'll get to the bottom of things. And if he doesn't have a good reason well... we will punish him!" Usagi exclaimed. The other girls nodded.
-
Ranma-chan opened the door to the Cat Café cautiously. When either chains or a glomp didn't attack her, she stepped inside, closing the door behind him. The place was filled, people coming in to eat their dinner.
Shampoo was moving around, delivering ramen bowl after ramen bowl. She was obviously just a bit too busy to deal with Ranma at the moment.
"Well, Son-in-law, what brings you here?" The withered matriarch of the amazons asked from where she perched on the counter. Shampoo spun around, but a glare from Cologne had her quickly turning back.
"Hey old ghoul, I got some questions for you." Ranma said as she walked up to the counter. Shampoo kept facing him, but had to keep grabbing ramen bowls that Cologne launched at her. She growled, frustrated, and kept delivering ramen.
"Well son-in-law, what is it?" Cologne asked him.
Ranma looked nervous. "Well, um... do you know anything about a group of girls wearing fukus that can do things like shoot lightning and giant hearts?" Ranma asked.
"Getting mixed up with even more women? You are brave beyond belief, son -in -law." Cologne chuckled, before beginning to seriously ponder the question. "Sounds like the Sailor Senshi to me." She said after several moments of contemplation.
"Yeah, that's what they called themselves, but what are they?" Ranma asked her.
"Well I don't know all that much about them. I have occasionally seen them on the news when flipping through channels. Usually there wasn't any concrete evidence of them being around, just property damage and eyewitness accounts." Cologne said. "Shampoo, take over!" Cologne called out to her and hopped off the counter. She paused to grab a bowl of steaming water, handing it to Ranma, who poured it on herself, turning back into a man.
"Yes, great grandmother!" Shampoo said, while thinking about how unfair it was that she had to mind the shop while Ranma was around.
Cologne climbed the stairs into her room, Ranma following behind.
"What's up, ghoul?" Ranma asked her in confusion as Cologne began to dig through a trunk of various items.
"I never really thought about it all that much, but I actually think I've heard them mentioned somewhere else." Cologne said, digging through the trunk. "Aha, here it is." She said, pulling out a battered scroll. Cologne opened the scroll and began reading it to herself.
Ranma waited impatiently for several minutes, before he couldn't take it anymore. "What does it say?" He asked.
Cologne blinked and looked up. "Oh, sorry. Got a little carried away." Cologne said, before closing the trunk and hopping on it, the scroll still in her hands. "Well, this scroll is basically about a kingdom that existed on the moon thousands of years ago. This is probably the last mention of them existing at the moment, and as you can see, it is almost falling apart. Anyways, supposedly, a wise and benevolent queen ruled it. A group of women protected the kingdom, and bear a striking resemblance to the Sailor Senshi. Unfortunately, the elders didn't put a high priority on things such as these, that didn't deal with the betterment of the Amazons, so stories like these have mostly been lost." Cologne read a little more of the scroll. "If they have any connection with modern day Senshi, then they probably aren't using ki to attack, but something they called, 'planet power.'" Cologne finished.
Ranma pondered the information for a minute. "How come I've never heard of them before?" He asked.
Cologne fixed an eye on him. "Well, for one I don't think you watch TV very much, and two they are generally considered an urban legend that started around two years ago, when people had mysterious fainting spells. Why does it matter, son-in-law? They've been dealing with monsters for a few years. You really don't need to involve yourself." Cologne said.
Ranma grimaced. "Well, when it comes to fighting, I just don't want to be left out, you know? What's the point of having these martial arts skills if I can't use them?" Ranma asked rhetorically. He turned with a wave. "Well, I'll be seeing you. Thanks for the help." Ranma said, leaving.
With a sigh, Cologne hopped down and placed the scroll back in the trunk. Her tired eyes looked at the door Ranma had left from. "Any time, Ranma, any time." She whispered. Cologne picked up her staff and slowly walked down the stairs, eschewing her normal staff riding. There were times when she felt so old, even when compared to the 3000 years of Amazon history.
Thanks for the reviews! I'll try my best to make a good story.
Chapter 2 -
Ranma slid open the door to the Tendo house and took his shoes off. "I'm home!" Ranma called out as he walked in, closing the door behind him.
"Welcome back, Ranma." Kasumi called from the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready in about an hour."
Ranma smiled to himself before calling out, "Looking forward to it, Kasumi!" Ranma turned straight for one of the places that his father could be found, almost any time of day when he wasn't scheming.
Genma and Soun were doing one of the things they did most often, playing shogi. Genma was starting to sweat. Soun had him on the run, and refused to be drawn in by any of his 'ploys.'
"Hey pops," Ranma called. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
Genma stood up. "Would you look at that Tendo, my boy needs me. He probably wants to talk about marrying Akane. Well gotta go!" Genma said rushing from the room.
"No fair Saotome! I was just about to win!" Soun yelled, but the portly martial artist was already gone. Soun sighed. "And I was just about to decimate him." Soun said to himself, before resetting the shogi board.
Genma followed Ranma to the living room, where they both sat down in chairs. "What did you want, Ranma? Finally come to your senses and decide to marry Akane?" Genma asked, hoping but knowing that it probably wasn't the reason.
"I ain't gonna marry that uncute tomboy, pops!" Ranma yelled at him. After a second, he looked around in a paranoid fashion.
"Akane isn't home yet, Ranma" Genma said. Ranma relaxed.
"Pops, do you know of any martial artists or something that have black ki?" Ranma asked, before watching Genma seem to teleport from his chair to right in front of him.
Genma grabbed onto his shoulders. "Ranma, m'boy, did you anger the Master!?" Genma exclaimed, shaking him. Ranma brought up his leg and kicked Genma back into his chair.
"I haven't done anything to the old freak! At least, not lately."
Genma relaxed. "Just leave the master alone. Maybe he will die of old age soon." Genma said. He then muttered, "Actually, I'll probably die of old age before he does." Realizing the folly of mentioning the ancient pervert more than three times in a minute, Genma looked around. Fortunately, Happosai didn't seem to want to materialize, so Genma breathed a sigh of relief.
Ranma slapped his forehead. "Look, I don't think it had anything to do with the old freak! Just tell me what a martial artist with black ki is!" He yelled at his father.
Genma activated his one use per week righteous martial artist pose, leaping from his chair and planting his feet in a wide stance, one hand pointing to the heavens. "A being of black ki is no martial artist! They are demons, usually summoned by small wrinkled perverts! Said wrinkled perverts, who tend to be the greatest of evils, summon these monstrosities that lack a true life force, in order to make life hell for their disciples! It is a martial artists duty to hunt such monsters down and destroy them, and beat up the wrinkled pervert who summoned them!" Genma cried to the heavens. Unable to maintain (rather questionable) righteousness anymore and not look like a fool, and not realizing that it was too late for that, Genma relaxed and fell back into his chair, causing it to shudder
Ranma's eyes twitched at his father's antics. 'So why don't you go hunt down the wrinkled pervert then, pops?' He thought to himself. Ranma took a deep breath, and continued, "Do you know any techniques that can shoot giant pink destructive hearts?"
Genma snorted. "No, and I don't think I want to. What kind of girly martial artist would shoot pink hearts at people?" Genma asked, chuckling. Again, GENMA OS hit another script error. "Ranma, you haven't developed such a technique? Oh the heaven's weep, that my son wants to shoot hearts at his enemies!" Genma cried out.
Ranma leapt up over to Genma, and bashed his father's head with his fist. Ranma shook his head and spun around. "I'm going to go see the ghoul. Don't know why I bothered with you in the first place. I'm just surprised that you only mentioned Akane once." Ranma muttered.
"What did you say, boy?" Genma asked him, his head still ringing.
Ranma waved his hand. "Didn't say nothin'."
'Maybe I shouldn't think so hard about this. But that heart technique was damn strong! Those girls don't look like martial artists. How did they do it?' Ranma thought to himself as he headed to the door.
"So there is five cute girls wearing very revealing clothing, that can... is it hot in here?" Ranma stopped talking to himself and looked up. He hadn't been paying much attention to where he was walking. Ranma gulped.
Akane had evidently just come in with Nabiki, who was already getting out of there. Currently, Akane's eyes had become pointed in the weaker version of the Tendo demon head, and she was glowing with a red battle aura.
"Cute girls, huh. Revealing clothing, huh. You pervert!" Akane cried, crashing her foot into Ranma, blowing him outside the house. He skipped along the ground, before splashing into the koi pond. Genma and Soun's heads popped out, holding up signs that read 8.5 and 9.0 respectively.
Ranma-chan sputtered as she lifted herself from the pond. "What'd you do that for!?" She yelled at Akane.
Akane stared out at her. "I can't believe you!" Akane exclaimed before turning around and going up to her room. 'I was going to cook him dinner, but now he can just starve.' Akane thought to herself.
For some inexplicable reason, Ranma-chan felt a surge of happiness. Ranma-chan shook off her hair and muttered, "Ain't never gonna understand her. Just isn't going to happen." Ranma shrugged and leaped out of the pond, landing on the wall and bouncing off of it, heading in the direction of the Cat Café.
'I wish I knew why Mako-chan waited for me. She should have gotten some other boyfriend that didn't have a father who dragged his son everywhere. She was a martial artist, but she was rather sweet, not like Akane.' Ranma thought to herself. 'And she could cook. Man, could she ever!' Ranma began to drool at the thought of Makoto's food, but shook it off. 'I've got three fiancées already, and a psycho after me. Just wouldn't work out."
Elsewhere, a certain other group involved in that days activities had gathered to find out just what was going on. Of course, that purpose lasted the whole of one minute, until Usagi managed to find Rei's new manga collection.
"Usagi! How did you find those!?" Rei exclaimed to the dumpling head who was laughing at one of the manga she was reading. "I haven't even gotten time to read them yet!" Rei said, leaping onto Usagi and trying to wrest her precious manga away from her.
The other three sighed and ignored the two. The same thought went through all their minds. 'Evidently, the old saying about being better friends the more you fight was true.' "What does the Mercury computer say about the enemy?" Makoto asked Ami, who was busy typing something into her computer.
Sounds of crashing reached their ears but they pointedly ignored it. Ami finished typing on the computer and looked up. "Well, it appears that this monster possessed some similarities to energy draining monsters we've encountered before." Ami said. She continued, "However, it seems somewhat more limited. The computer noticed that not all of their energy had been drained, just a large quantity. So either it was interrupted, or it can only handle a specific kind of energy, that humans don't have a lot of."
"So it's weaker than any of our old enemies?" Minako asked Ami. The blue haired genius shrugged.
"It can't absorb energy as effectively, but that doesn't seem to make it weaker. It is certainly stronger than Beryl's youma, although I haven't been able to compare them to daimons yet."
Rei snorted and gave up the fight with Usagi. When it came to manga, Usagi had an iron grip. "I think the monster can only absorb energy associated with negative emotions." Rei said.
Usagi sighed and dropped the manga. Once Rei was done fighting, reading the manga just didn't have the same appeal. She sat down at the table with the others.
"What do you mean, Rei?" Ami asked her.
Rei looked pensive for a moment. "As part of my spiritual training, I can sense ki, or life energy. It is how I've also been able to sense evil energy. When the energy was returned to people, I noticed that it was in several colors, but all of them were associated with some kind of negative emotion. It was mostly greed, however."
Makoto nodded. "That makes sense. The monster had yen signs tattooed all over its body. Money could be considered the root of greed." Makoto said. She blinked as she thought of something, and continued speaking, "Rei, when you said you could see the energy, what did it look like?" She asked Rei.
"It looked like colored streams of power connecting to each of the people and disappearing into them. Why do you ask?" Rei responded.
"Because I could have sworn I saw strange waves in the air as everyone started to come to. I guess I was almost seeing the energy being returned to them." Makoto said.
Rei nodded. "I'm not surprised. A good enough martial artist can sense these things as well. I just have specific training to be able to sense them." She mentioned.
"So what was up with that Ranma guy?" Usagi asked Ami. They turned to look at her. "I mean, you said that you would have some info on him, so spill."
Ami checked her computer. "Well, I only really scanned him because I thought it strange that his energy hadn't been drained. According to my readings, he has an enormous amount of energy boiling within him. Its probably ki like Rei mentioned, but I have never seen this much energy in a single human before." Ami paused. "Well, there was that one guy who kept screaming about seeing hell, but I haven't seen him since."
The others sweat dropped. Makoto sighed. "So sempai is far stronger than before, if he can survive those kind of hits by a monster."
"But it could be evil energy." Minako said.
Ami shook her head as she looked at the computer. "I doubt it. The energy in him didn't seem to have any negative power attached to it. It isn't how he survived the hits that I want to know about. I want to know how he was able to take 126 swings per second with his hands, effectively knocking away every single coin before it struck him." Ami said, not noticing the others' drop their jaws.
"126 swings?" Usagi asked, eyes wide. Mechanically, she turned to Makoto. "Did you know about this?"
Makoto's eyes had bugged out as well. "I can't believe it. I didn't think hands could move that fast." She said, awestruck.
Ami looked up again and put her computer away. "Well that's all I know... what's wrong with you guys?" She asked the others, who still had bug eyes.
Minako stared at her. "Ami, you don't find it weird that he can move his hands that fast."
Ami shrugged. "I'm a magical girl. I've seen people throw energy around that they shouldn't have. I've seen scientific laws broken on a daily basis!" Ami said, her voice loud. The others stared at her. Ami blushed and buried her heads in her hands.
"She's right. We've seen too many weird things for someone to move really fast to bother us all that much. Maybe we can ask him how he does it if we see him again." Usagi said, trying to get the attention off the embarrassed Ami. Usagi turned to Makoto. "Mako-chan, what is the real story with you and your sempai?"
Makoto looked uncomfortable. "Well, I only really knew him about two months. He went to an all boy's school near the school I went to. I saw him practicing martial arts one day and asked for a spar. He was a bit condescending, but agreed. However, he spent most of the fight dodging, like he didn't take me seriously. That lasted for about a minute, before he got careless and I got a pretty good hit on him." Makoto said, her eyes misting as she recalled the incident.
Minako looked shocked. "You fought him for a minute before you could even hit him?" She asked.
Makoto nodded. "Yeah, and let me tell you, he was really surprised. Claimed it would never happen again. I was tired so I offered him lunch, which he really seemed to like. We started hanging out, and before you knew it, we were dating. He told me that he had been training ever since he was six years old. He talked about some of his training adventures." Makoto paused a moment in contemplation. "Oh Usagi and Minako, don't let Luna or Artemis around him. He said he had an extreme allergy to cats." Minako and Makoto nodded.
"So that was it?" Rei asked. "You fought, gave him lunch, and became boyfriend and girlfriend?"
Makoto blushed. "Well, he really did like food. Claimed that it was the best food he had ever had. He claimed that he lived on mostly camp food. Anyways, all was fine until he had to leave to continue his training trip. That's when he broke up with me. I thought he didn't mean it, just that he didn't want me on the trip, but now I'm not so sure. I'm afraid I got a little violent after that. Its why I got kicked out of school." Makoto finished, laying her head on the table. "I wish I knew what was really going on in that head of his."
Usagi and the others looked at each other. "If we see him, we'll get to the bottom of things. And if he doesn't have a good reason well... we will punish him!" Usagi exclaimed. The other girls nodded.
-
Ranma-chan opened the door to the Cat Café cautiously. When either chains or a glomp didn't attack her, she stepped inside, closing the door behind him. The place was filled, people coming in to eat their dinner.
Shampoo was moving around, delivering ramen bowl after ramen bowl. She was obviously just a bit too busy to deal with Ranma at the moment.
"Well, Son-in-law, what brings you here?" The withered matriarch of the amazons asked from where she perched on the counter. Shampoo spun around, but a glare from Cologne had her quickly turning back.
"Hey old ghoul, I got some questions for you." Ranma said as she walked up to the counter. Shampoo kept facing him, but had to keep grabbing ramen bowls that Cologne launched at her. She growled, frustrated, and kept delivering ramen.
"Well son-in-law, what is it?" Cologne asked him.
Ranma looked nervous. "Well, um... do you know anything about a group of girls wearing fukus that can do things like shoot lightning and giant hearts?" Ranma asked.
"Getting mixed up with even more women? You are brave beyond belief, son -in -law." Cologne chuckled, before beginning to seriously ponder the question. "Sounds like the Sailor Senshi to me." She said after several moments of contemplation.
"Yeah, that's what they called themselves, but what are they?" Ranma asked her.
"Well I don't know all that much about them. I have occasionally seen them on the news when flipping through channels. Usually there wasn't any concrete evidence of them being around, just property damage and eyewitness accounts." Cologne said. "Shampoo, take over!" Cologne called out to her and hopped off the counter. She paused to grab a bowl of steaming water, handing it to Ranma, who poured it on herself, turning back into a man.
"Yes, great grandmother!" Shampoo said, while thinking about how unfair it was that she had to mind the shop while Ranma was around.
Cologne climbed the stairs into her room, Ranma following behind.
"What's up, ghoul?" Ranma asked her in confusion as Cologne began to dig through a trunk of various items.
"I never really thought about it all that much, but I actually think I've heard them mentioned somewhere else." Cologne said, digging through the trunk. "Aha, here it is." She said, pulling out a battered scroll. Cologne opened the scroll and began reading it to herself.
Ranma waited impatiently for several minutes, before he couldn't take it anymore. "What does it say?" He asked.
Cologne blinked and looked up. "Oh, sorry. Got a little carried away." Cologne said, before closing the trunk and hopping on it, the scroll still in her hands. "Well, this scroll is basically about a kingdom that existed on the moon thousands of years ago. This is probably the last mention of them existing at the moment, and as you can see, it is almost falling apart. Anyways, supposedly, a wise and benevolent queen ruled it. A group of women protected the kingdom, and bear a striking resemblance to the Sailor Senshi. Unfortunately, the elders didn't put a high priority on things such as these, that didn't deal with the betterment of the Amazons, so stories like these have mostly been lost." Cologne read a little more of the scroll. "If they have any connection with modern day Senshi, then they probably aren't using ki to attack, but something they called, 'planet power.'" Cologne finished.
Ranma pondered the information for a minute. "How come I've never heard of them before?" He asked.
Cologne fixed an eye on him. "Well, for one I don't think you watch TV very much, and two they are generally considered an urban legend that started around two years ago, when people had mysterious fainting spells. Why does it matter, son-in-law? They've been dealing with monsters for a few years. You really don't need to involve yourself." Cologne said.
Ranma grimaced. "Well, when it comes to fighting, I just don't want to be left out, you know? What's the point of having these martial arts skills if I can't use them?" Ranma asked rhetorically. He turned with a wave. "Well, I'll be seeing you. Thanks for the help." Ranma said, leaving.
With a sigh, Cologne hopped down and placed the scroll back in the trunk. Her tired eyes looked at the door Ranma had left from. "Any time, Ranma, any time." She whispered. Cologne picked up her staff and slowly walked down the stairs, eschewing her normal staff riding. There were times when she felt so old, even when compared to the 3000 years of Amazon history.