Tender Loving Care
"You know? This is really interfering with my schooling," Ranma-chan called back in an irritated voice, while dodging a scorching fireball. The six-armed Goddess behind her gave no answer, aware that the banter of the redhead was just a distraction. At a frantic pace, Ashura hurled the balls of energy with deadly accurate aim. Much to her chagrin, her target was capable of staying just a step ahead of each blast.
"Really now, I need to get back to class, I probably got detention as it is." The face that was facing forward narrowed her eyes, how dare she not take her meager life so seriously, since it was about to be ended.
"I'll char the gristle from your bones, so that you'll have an excuse!"
"Oh, thanks! You're so swell!" Ranma-chan replied cheerfully, "It's so nice to know you're thinking about my welfare!" Ranma jumped off the roof to street level. The Goddess of War growled, and dove down to the ground.
"Five... four... three..." the redhead counted down, ignoring the screams of pedestrians running for safety from the glowing three headed and six armed creature chasing a cute pigtailed girl. The girl smiled when she heard the air behind her warp from the searing heat of the fireball tailing her; Rouge's timing was just so predictable.
Suddenly, the redhead veered right, just before the ball of energy hit her, causing it to connect with the object that was right in front of her. All of Ashura's eyes narrowed at the scream of water heading straight for her. The Goddess expanded her aura, turning the water to steam before it could reach her. Unfortunately, it did it's job of stalling her long enough for the Redhead to make her escape.
"YOU WON'T ESCAPE ME THAT EASILY!!!!" Ashura wailed in three voices in unison. She took off flying in the direction she saw the redhead head to, intent on not letting her quarry get away from her.
Ranma-chan sat on a roof, dangling her legs off the edge, and watched the Goddess disappear into the distance. Rouge was becoming a great liability, and Ranma didn't know what to do with her. There had to be some weakness to exploit that'll keep the Hindu girl from attacking her at random. She would have to find it soon, or else things would stay too hot for her.
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"Nabiki?"
The girl in question looked up to meet the eyes of one of her classmates, Yuri. The middle Tendou daughter raised an eyebrow; the girl was extremely private except for her small circle of friends, and never had shown any need to approach Nabiki for any reason, "Something I can do for you?"
"Well, no, that is, I..." Yuri stuttered, trying to gather her thoughts as she tried to look Nabiki in the eyes.
"I hope you figure it out soon, my time is rather valuable," Nabiki replied dryly. Her comment seemed to fill the other girl with resolve.
"Can I talk with you, after school I mean."
"Is it really that important?" Nabiki asked, not that she had anything better to do, but she had to keep up appearances.
The other girl deflated, "No, not really, but if it's okay, I still want to meet. Possibly at the new bistro in the Furinkan market area?"
"I'm afraid I don't have that much cash to spare. Maybe some other time," Nabiki replied, and turned back to her lunch.
"Uh, don't worry about paying, it's okay!" Yuri countered quickly in a slightly nervous and panicked voice, "I'll-I'll cover it! I don't mind at all!"
Nabiki seemed to consider the idea; she recalled the bistro that just opened up was rather lavish and expensive. Considering that this was the first time Yuri had ever approached her, and from what she knew, the other girl didn't have that much money to indulge with, whatever she had to say must be more important than she was letting on, "Sure, as long as you're covering it."
Yuri let out a brilliant smile, "Oh, thank you! I'll meet you there right after school, okay? I won't be late, I promise!" Nabiki rolled her eyes at the girl's enthusiasm, whatever floats her boat, the Tendou daughter mused.
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Rouge landed and doused herself with hot water, reverting back to her true form.
"By the scowl on your face, you met up with red," Happosai commented with distaste in his voice.
"Yes, she managed to escape me once again. But no matter, I know now that she goes to the school that Ranma and two of the daughters attend. So I am sure that she lives in this area. Rouge's battle aura manifested, almost as potent as in her cursed form; fueled by her loathing of the pigtailed girl.
"That's good to know, I think we'll let Soun know that we're staying a bit longer than expected, he won't mind hosting his master and another pretty lady." Rouge nodded to the old man, and walked into the house.
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Pantyhose Saotome surveyed from the rooftops the damage done to the area. Sure enough, it was Rouge's handiwork. That meant she was chasing Ranma. Not that the idea of letting femboy get flambéed didn't hold it's appeal, but he needed to get his name changed first, and have the divorce papers signed second. After that, he would gleefully let the whole world know exactly 'where' Ranma was. After all, the whole world wanted the bastard as dead as he did.
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Ranma finally returned home, about the time school would end so not to draw suspicion to herself. She forgot to get hot water on the way back, and decided to chance it by getting it from the bathroom or kitchen.
Ranma's pet had heard Ranma's tell tale female steps land in the yard, and bounded outside to greet his master.
"Oh, hey Bunny, miss me?" Ranma-chan enquired, snuggling up to her beloved rabbit in her arms. She decided it would be safest to enter the house from the top floor and get the hot water from the thermos in her room, and bounded onto the roof, and then the into her open window.
From the shadowed side of the dojo, a girl of Hindu nationality watched the redhead. Her first impulse was to attack outright, but the sight of Bunny coming out to great her stalled that notion. The rabbit was extremely anti-social, Rouge knew, and there were only two that it didn't attempt to attack on sight; one was Ranma, and the other one was that weird guy with the flame thrower and knife fetish.
She had also headed straight up for Ranma's room, knowing exactly which window it was. True she could have been watching the place for a while, but Rouge had other suspicions. Quickly, she ran back into the house, and upstairs
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Ranma set Bunny down to the side, and unscrewed the lid to the thermos. Without delay, the redhead girl up ended it onto her head, becoming a guy. Bunny's ears perked, and then the rabbit turned to the door, hissing in malice.
"Huh, what's up?" Ranma inquired, then looked in the direction his pet was facing, "Oh... crap."
Rouge's aura pulsed, as she dumped the glass of cold water onto her head...
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"Yo! What's wit' all the damn Chinese freaks up in hea?" A Japanese young man covered with a high top fade bleached blonde, red Adidas clothing, and quite a bit of gaudy gold jewelry called out in a horrid mixture of Japanese and American Ebonics.
"These 'Chinese Freaks' as you put it, young man, are now the occupants of this building," an old voice replied in a displeased tone "If you're looking for the previous residents, I'm afraid they have relocated elsewhere for the benefit of their health.
"Whoa, whoa! Chill! I ain't know'n da territory be tak'n over!" The guy raised his hands in a peace gesture, "I admit' it's been a minute since I been up in hea."
Haun Tao blinked, "I haven't seen you here before, boy."
"Huh? Oh! It's cool, yo. I mean I ain't been here in a while. You know, a 'minute'?"
The elder nodded in understanding, "I'm not accustomed to slang, forgive my misunderstanding. What is your business here?"
"Huh? Oh! Call me Red Silky, cool? Cause I'm always in red and I'm always smooth!" Haun Tao rolled her eyes, "I'm jus' dropp'n this hea stash off. Yakuza don't need it, tho' we gots heat!"
"Pardon me, 'gots heat'?"
"Popo watch'n out for it, so make stealth."
"Excuse me? 'Popo'? 'Make stealth'? Can you speak intelligently, for my benefit?"
"Uh, don't worry about it, just keep a look out," the slightly exasperated young man replied, "Here, I'll throw in this book for free." Along with a briefcase, Red Silky handed a book entitled, 'Ebonics for Dummies', "Need to know dis if you gonna be in da profes-sion."
"Um, I have told you, Mr. Red Silky, that the original... gang that held this, territory, as you put it, is no longer here. I'm afraid we have no use for this or your generosity."
"Word, I hear that." The 'ganksta' replied with a grin, "I ain't want'n it back, and you look like yous tricks can hold yo own. All it's paid fo' anyhow an' I need to unload it to another body, you gets?"
"I... comprehended that," the Amazon elder ventured, making sure she caught what he had asked at the end.
"Phat yo, mind if I hit a fatty and talk wit' one of yo' girls?"
"I... don't suppose," Haun Tao replied, not knowing what a 'fatty' was, but tired of asking questions, "though I can not say that any of 'my girls' would want to talk with you. You are welcome to try."
"I catch ya, but I'm a G like dat, skat wit hitt'n hard tactics, Word?" Red Silky stuck his right hand out in comrade.
"Word," The old lady replied hesitantly grasping his hand in what she knew was a western gesture.
The ganksta wannabe grabbed her hands, bent his fingers at the second knuckle and gripped onto her fingers that were forced into a similar fashion and grip, and then without letting go of her hand, brought his right forearm against her chest and patted her on the back with his left hand, "I likes you ho's, you cool wit' me. Lemme know when you need anything!" With that he turned towards the first cute girl he saw.
"Yo, trick, bring yo ass so we can gets to talk'n"
"You know? This is really interfering with my schooling," Ranma-chan called back in an irritated voice, while dodging a scorching fireball. The six-armed Goddess behind her gave no answer, aware that the banter of the redhead was just a distraction. At a frantic pace, Ashura hurled the balls of energy with deadly accurate aim. Much to her chagrin, her target was capable of staying just a step ahead of each blast.
"Really now, I need to get back to class, I probably got detention as it is." The face that was facing forward narrowed her eyes, how dare she not take her meager life so seriously, since it was about to be ended.
"I'll char the gristle from your bones, so that you'll have an excuse!"
"Oh, thanks! You're so swell!" Ranma-chan replied cheerfully, "It's so nice to know you're thinking about my welfare!" Ranma jumped off the roof to street level. The Goddess of War growled, and dove down to the ground.
"Five... four... three..." the redhead counted down, ignoring the screams of pedestrians running for safety from the glowing three headed and six armed creature chasing a cute pigtailed girl. The girl smiled when she heard the air behind her warp from the searing heat of the fireball tailing her; Rouge's timing was just so predictable.
Suddenly, the redhead veered right, just before the ball of energy hit her, causing it to connect with the object that was right in front of her. All of Ashura's eyes narrowed at the scream of water heading straight for her. The Goddess expanded her aura, turning the water to steam before it could reach her. Unfortunately, it did it's job of stalling her long enough for the Redhead to make her escape.
"YOU WON'T ESCAPE ME THAT EASILY!!!!" Ashura wailed in three voices in unison. She took off flying in the direction she saw the redhead head to, intent on not letting her quarry get away from her.
Ranma-chan sat on a roof, dangling her legs off the edge, and watched the Goddess disappear into the distance. Rouge was becoming a great liability, and Ranma didn't know what to do with her. There had to be some weakness to exploit that'll keep the Hindu girl from attacking her at random. She would have to find it soon, or else things would stay too hot for her.
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"Nabiki?"
The girl in question looked up to meet the eyes of one of her classmates, Yuri. The middle Tendou daughter raised an eyebrow; the girl was extremely private except for her small circle of friends, and never had shown any need to approach Nabiki for any reason, "Something I can do for you?"
"Well, no, that is, I..." Yuri stuttered, trying to gather her thoughts as she tried to look Nabiki in the eyes.
"I hope you figure it out soon, my time is rather valuable," Nabiki replied dryly. Her comment seemed to fill the other girl with resolve.
"Can I talk with you, after school I mean."
"Is it really that important?" Nabiki asked, not that she had anything better to do, but she had to keep up appearances.
The other girl deflated, "No, not really, but if it's okay, I still want to meet. Possibly at the new bistro in the Furinkan market area?"
"I'm afraid I don't have that much cash to spare. Maybe some other time," Nabiki replied, and turned back to her lunch.
"Uh, don't worry about paying, it's okay!" Yuri countered quickly in a slightly nervous and panicked voice, "I'll-I'll cover it! I don't mind at all!"
Nabiki seemed to consider the idea; she recalled the bistro that just opened up was rather lavish and expensive. Considering that this was the first time Yuri had ever approached her, and from what she knew, the other girl didn't have that much money to indulge with, whatever she had to say must be more important than she was letting on, "Sure, as long as you're covering it."
Yuri let out a brilliant smile, "Oh, thank you! I'll meet you there right after school, okay? I won't be late, I promise!" Nabiki rolled her eyes at the girl's enthusiasm, whatever floats her boat, the Tendou daughter mused.
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Rouge landed and doused herself with hot water, reverting back to her true form.
"By the scowl on your face, you met up with red," Happosai commented with distaste in his voice.
"Yes, she managed to escape me once again. But no matter, I know now that she goes to the school that Ranma and two of the daughters attend. So I am sure that she lives in this area. Rouge's battle aura manifested, almost as potent as in her cursed form; fueled by her loathing of the pigtailed girl.
"That's good to know, I think we'll let Soun know that we're staying a bit longer than expected, he won't mind hosting his master and another pretty lady." Rouge nodded to the old man, and walked into the house.
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Pantyhose Saotome surveyed from the rooftops the damage done to the area. Sure enough, it was Rouge's handiwork. That meant she was chasing Ranma. Not that the idea of letting femboy get flambéed didn't hold it's appeal, but he needed to get his name changed first, and have the divorce papers signed second. After that, he would gleefully let the whole world know exactly 'where' Ranma was. After all, the whole world wanted the bastard as dead as he did.
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Ranma finally returned home, about the time school would end so not to draw suspicion to herself. She forgot to get hot water on the way back, and decided to chance it by getting it from the bathroom or kitchen.
Ranma's pet had heard Ranma's tell tale female steps land in the yard, and bounded outside to greet his master.
"Oh, hey Bunny, miss me?" Ranma-chan enquired, snuggling up to her beloved rabbit in her arms. She decided it would be safest to enter the house from the top floor and get the hot water from the thermos in her room, and bounded onto the roof, and then the into her open window.
From the shadowed side of the dojo, a girl of Hindu nationality watched the redhead. Her first impulse was to attack outright, but the sight of Bunny coming out to great her stalled that notion. The rabbit was extremely anti-social, Rouge knew, and there were only two that it didn't attempt to attack on sight; one was Ranma, and the other one was that weird guy with the flame thrower and knife fetish.
She had also headed straight up for Ranma's room, knowing exactly which window it was. True she could have been watching the place for a while, but Rouge had other suspicions. Quickly, she ran back into the house, and upstairs
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Ranma set Bunny down to the side, and unscrewed the lid to the thermos. Without delay, the redhead girl up ended it onto her head, becoming a guy. Bunny's ears perked, and then the rabbit turned to the door, hissing in malice.
"Huh, what's up?" Ranma inquired, then looked in the direction his pet was facing, "Oh... crap."
Rouge's aura pulsed, as she dumped the glass of cold water onto her head...
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"Yo! What's wit' all the damn Chinese freaks up in hea?" A Japanese young man covered with a high top fade bleached blonde, red Adidas clothing, and quite a bit of gaudy gold jewelry called out in a horrid mixture of Japanese and American Ebonics.
"These 'Chinese Freaks' as you put it, young man, are now the occupants of this building," an old voice replied in a displeased tone "If you're looking for the previous residents, I'm afraid they have relocated elsewhere for the benefit of their health.
"Whoa, whoa! Chill! I ain't know'n da territory be tak'n over!" The guy raised his hands in a peace gesture, "I admit' it's been a minute since I been up in hea."
Haun Tao blinked, "I haven't seen you here before, boy."
"Huh? Oh! It's cool, yo. I mean I ain't been here in a while. You know, a 'minute'?"
The elder nodded in understanding, "I'm not accustomed to slang, forgive my misunderstanding. What is your business here?"
"Huh? Oh! Call me Red Silky, cool? Cause I'm always in red and I'm always smooth!" Haun Tao rolled her eyes, "I'm jus' dropp'n this hea stash off. Yakuza don't need it, tho' we gots heat!"
"Pardon me, 'gots heat'?"
"Popo watch'n out for it, so make stealth."
"Excuse me? 'Popo'? 'Make stealth'? Can you speak intelligently, for my benefit?"
"Uh, don't worry about it, just keep a look out," the slightly exasperated young man replied, "Here, I'll throw in this book for free." Along with a briefcase, Red Silky handed a book entitled, 'Ebonics for Dummies', "Need to know dis if you gonna be in da profes-sion."
"Um, I have told you, Mr. Red Silky, that the original... gang that held this, territory, as you put it, is no longer here. I'm afraid we have no use for this or your generosity."
"Word, I hear that." The 'ganksta' replied with a grin, "I ain't want'n it back, and you look like yous tricks can hold yo own. All it's paid fo' anyhow an' I need to unload it to another body, you gets?"
"I... comprehended that," the Amazon elder ventured, making sure she caught what he had asked at the end.
"Phat yo, mind if I hit a fatty and talk wit' one of yo' girls?"
"I... don't suppose," Haun Tao replied, not knowing what a 'fatty' was, but tired of asking questions, "though I can not say that any of 'my girls' would want to talk with you. You are welcome to try."
"I catch ya, but I'm a G like dat, skat wit hitt'n hard tactics, Word?" Red Silky stuck his right hand out in comrade.
"Word," The old lady replied hesitantly grasping his hand in what she knew was a western gesture.
The ganksta wannabe grabbed her hands, bent his fingers at the second knuckle and gripped onto her fingers that were forced into a similar fashion and grip, and then without letting go of her hand, brought his right forearm against her chest and patted her on the back with his left hand, "I likes you ho's, you cool wit' me. Lemme know when you need anything!" With that he turned towards the first cute girl he saw.
"Yo, trick, bring yo ass so we can gets to talk'n"