Hee hee, small correction there, Rouge's cursed for is Ashura, not Shiva! I shall now go recieve my floggings for making such a dismal mistake. But in the meantime, enjoy!
Tender Loving Care
"So, what's on your mind?" Nabiki asked, after taking a sip from her Tai style iced tea. Ever since Nabiki arrived and made her order (and an exorbant order it was, much to Yuri's chagrin), there had been an awkward silence between the two. Once the drinks arrived, Nabiki grew tired of the silence, and cut to the chase.
"Huh?" Yuri seemed to snap out of her happy daze, "Oh, nothing, nothing at all," She flashed her most brilliant smile to Nabiki, as pretty as she could make it. Nabiki smirked at the girl's sanguine attitude.
"Then why did you want to meet with me? There *has* to be a reason, I'm sure."
"I... I just wanted to get to know you. That's all," Nabiki missed her classmate's blush.
"Ah, I see. You do realize that I'm not the 'friend' type person, right? I don't make friends that easily," Nabiki stood guard for a catch; the girl seemed to be buttering her up for a major loan.
"I don't see why," the girl replied in a frantic placating voice, "I mean, you're a really nice person, I think you would make lots of good friends."
"I suppose," Nabiki replied guardedly.
"Nabiki-san, can I ask what your favorite music is?" Nabiki mentally shrugged, may as well humor the girl for the time being, she may actually just be trying to expand her meager circle of friends.
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"R-really, it was just a harmless prank!" Ranma stuttered, stumbling back from the slowly approaching infuriated Hindu Goddess incarnated.
"You deceived me, you were her all along!" Ashura growled in a tri-unified voice, raising her two bottom hands that held dual fireballs. Ranma leapt backwards from the twin barrage, catching onto a light pole, swinging himself around, and landing on the fence in a sprint.
This was a problem he wasn't prepared to deal with. It was all fun and games until an all powerful Hindu deity is gunning for you double-time, "Come on, don't you think you're acting a *little* excessive?"
"No, I'll let you know when we've reached 'excessive'." Rouge growled, winding back to launch six falls of flame. Ranma leapt into the air into a half gator from the fence, angling his body to avoid the projectiles while in the air. Ranma landed on the ground, and rebounded off a restaurant wall, landing back on the rooftops. Ashura swiveled back up to meet Ranma at level, skimming the roof tiles in her pursuit.
"There is no escape this time, Ranma, I shall fry you to cinders!" Rouge anticipated Ranma's step, and hurled a fireball ahead of him. It impacted with the edge of the roof right when Ranma placed his foot down, causing him to misstep and tumble with the rubble of the roof. The pigtailed boy recovered in a roll on the ground, and continued running. The pigtailed boy weaved between two more fireballs, internally sighing at his pursuer's tenacity.
Ranma found himself running along a ditch, and jumped the rail, landing on the narrow passage between the floodwall and the canal. Ashura swooped down into the canal, the water becoming steam and parting in two at her passage. She flew alongside Ranma as he ran, and started lobbing fireballs at him. Knowing to stop would make him a dead target. he aggressed forward, weaving and evading the missiles aimed for him. Rouge grew extremely frustrated at the boy, and cupped her six hands around an invisible sphere.
Ranma's eyes grew wide, though he kept facing forward, but he felt the heat rising exponentially. Without haste, he leapt forward as hard as he could; where he had just been left with a smoldering and molten concrete crater in the wall. The pigtailed martial artist gritted his teeth as he felt the heat build up again, and dashed backwards when he felt the time right. He moved back forward and jumped over the newly formed gap in the passage that filled with water.
"QUIT BEING SO STUBBORN AND DIE!!!!!" Ashura wailed, readying an even larger ball of flame than the previous two. At the upcoming signal, Ranma leapt, spinning in the air, and landed on the other side of the canal; bolting before his chaser could gain her bearings on him.
"HA! DON'T THINK WE WILL REPEAT YOUR LAST ESCAPE, RANMA!" Rouge blasted straight up, causing the water to spread out in a circle that went clear all the way to the bottom of the canal, and forcing it even up over the flood walls. From her vantage point, Rouge caught sight of Ranma, and dove back down to level to pursue him once again.
The pigtailed boy moaned as he turned around and caught sight of the goddess still pursuing him, which distracted him from looking forward, tripping over a wayward water pail on the street.
Rouge's eyes widened; though she already knew, seeing him transform into the hated redhead still gave her disbelief. She let forth an inhuman wail of fury, and rose in altitude.
Ranma heard the air being parted, and dove. Ashura almost clipped Ranma, leaving in her trail a hail of fireballs. Ranma rolled to the side to avoid getting torched, and brought herself into a slide. Using the forward momentum, the pigtailed girl braced her foot at an angle into the ground, bringing herself upright, and took off in the direction she was facing.
Ranma was running out of options. Rouge was making sure that she didn't give her a break; dogging her until she was ash. Unfortunately for Ranma, she couldn't see a way out of the predicament.
"Man, just my luck."
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"I mean, she was so brave to go against public standards like she did," Yuri gushed towards Nabiki who half-heartedly paid attention to the other girl, "I really do adore her."
Nabiki mentally gagged at the girl's hero worship, she held quite a few female media artists that the Tendou daughter was unfamiliar with in high acclaim, although Nabiki begrudgingly handed to the other girl that it was good to have strong feminine role models to look up to, "I guess everyone needs a hero..."
"Uh, right Nabiki-chan." Yuri wasn't paying attention to her classmate at that moment, but to the scene of Nabiki's redheaded fiancée bounding to the rooftops with a golden demon woman on her tail, "Uh, is that...?"
"Nabiki-chan...?" The girl thought to herself in curious surprise, but shrugged it off, "Is what, what?"
"Oh, never mind," Yuri quickly replied, "Anyway, would you like another one, Nabiki-san?"
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"Aiyah..." Shampoo breathed, as she looked at what was in the suitcase; several packages of weed were stored in it tightly in it's confines, "Elder, there is enough ceremonial herb here for three festivals!"
"Indeed," Haun Tao replied calmly, this was a generous gift indeed that Red Silky had visited upon them. The only problem was it wasn't of the quality the Amazons would use, "Unfortunately, it is inferior to our stock. We shall dispose of it." The Elder ignored the series of moans from around her, as she closed the suitcase, "I think that I should be the one to rid you youngsters of...temptation."
Just then, the door opened to a scrawny guy in a tank top, bolo hat, and baggy jeans, "Ey! Did the supply come in today?"
"Isn't anyone guarding that infernal door?" The old woman growled while rubbing her head, and then switched to Japanese, "And what supply should that be?"
The man looked at the old woman in a peculiar way, "Who're you?"
"The new proprietors of this territory," the Elder stated plainly, "State your business, so that we may send you on your way."
"Well, my business is I came for the herb!"
"Oh? You mean this?" The Amazon held up the briefcase she was handed.
"That loaded with MJ? Then that's it! Got 7000 yen for a couple dime bags, that's all I got this time if it's cool." The Amazons available that understood Japanese blinked.
"Um, I suppose that sounds fair," Haun Tao said slowly. She opened the briefcase back up and handed the man two of the bags as he handed one of the Amazon warriors the money.
"Great! See you later! Oh, and you may want to open up, got a crowd wait'n for you up front." With that, he walked back outside with his gain.
"Aiyah..." Shampoo breathed again as she looked outside. Haun Tao also had to gasp at the line of people waiting.
"I am to presume that they all are here for the same reason, I propose a limit of two per person..."
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Nabiki looked at her watch, and grimaced; she needed to get home and do her homework before dinner, "Well, I enjoyed the company and your hospitality, but I really need to get back home before Daddy starts to worry about me too much."
"Nabiki! Would it... be okay if we, um, meet tomorrow? We can go see a movie! I'll pay, if you need me to," Yuri turned her face away as a blush formed.
"Hmm, sounds like fun, talk to you about it at school then."
"You mean it? GREAT! I'll talk to you then!" Yuri flashed one of her brilliant smiles that Nabiki found herself grinning back at. The girl's gay attitude was defiantly contagious.
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Ranma-chan leapt over a fence, and ducked into some bushes. When she heard screaming deities, the redhead sighed in relief.
::FWOOSH!!!!!::
Ranma rolled out of the enflamed bushes, rolling around to put what flames had gotten on her. She noted that she had moved into an open park area, making her an easy target with no obstacles
"So, my little redheaded briquette, the chase is over..." Ashura said in a low growl, holding four fireballs in her lower hands and a massive one overhead in her top hands, as she descended towards the grounded pigtailed girl.
"Ah, heh heh, I understand you're angry and all..." Ranma actually regretted the itching powder now.
"ANGRY?!?! YOU LIED TO ME!!!! YOU DECIEVED ME AND TOOK ADVANTAGE OF MY TRUST!!!!" Screamed Rouge, shattering a few windows in the distance. Ranma winced at the emotion in the transformed girl's voice...wait a minute..."
Ranma thought back to how friendly Rouge was to Ranma since they had met, how she convinced Happosai that he wasn't the redhead in truth after Ranma explained it to her and she readily believed it, how she would freak out whenever any other guy saw her in the buff, yet when Ranma had walked in on her on a few occasion, she seemed to take it in stride comfortably.
"THAT'S IT!" Ranma yelled mentally to herself, and forced the grin trying to form on his face down. The Redhead looked down in regret, "You're, you're right, Rouge-chan, I don't deserve your trust."
Ashura staggered for a second, "Come again?"
"I didn't really want to hurt you, I only picked on you because I didn't know how to approach you, I guess."
"That's no excuse for lying to me..." Rouge growled, regenerating the fireballs that were about to fade out at her moment of lapse.
"I COULDN'T HELP IT!" Ranma yelled out in haste, the really large swirling orb of plasma above her head was really beginning to unnerve the pigtailed girl, "You, you kinda scared me, as much as I liked you. You know you're pretty cute," Ranma-chan tried to vainly cover her face in case this didn't work.
"I... scared you?" Rouge said with slight awe, allowing her projectiles to fizzle out of existence.
"Well, a Hindu goddess that wields high temperature flames tends to do that to a guy," Ranma quipped dryly. Rouge gave a slight pout on her faces, and landed, no longer bathed in her high temperature aura.
"Is this better?" She cooed sympathetically as she strode over to the young girl to coddle her. She had to fight hard to keep from gushing in front of the redhead. Ranma liked her, he really liked her!
"As good as someone with six arms and three faces can be," Ranma replied with a smile.
"I never considered how you take my curse, you must think I'm a freak," Ashura frowned on her three faces.
"I can never think of you as a freak, Rou-chan."
Tender Loving Care
"So, what's on your mind?" Nabiki asked, after taking a sip from her Tai style iced tea. Ever since Nabiki arrived and made her order (and an exorbant order it was, much to Yuri's chagrin), there had been an awkward silence between the two. Once the drinks arrived, Nabiki grew tired of the silence, and cut to the chase.
"Huh?" Yuri seemed to snap out of her happy daze, "Oh, nothing, nothing at all," She flashed her most brilliant smile to Nabiki, as pretty as she could make it. Nabiki smirked at the girl's sanguine attitude.
"Then why did you want to meet with me? There *has* to be a reason, I'm sure."
"I... I just wanted to get to know you. That's all," Nabiki missed her classmate's blush.
"Ah, I see. You do realize that I'm not the 'friend' type person, right? I don't make friends that easily," Nabiki stood guard for a catch; the girl seemed to be buttering her up for a major loan.
"I don't see why," the girl replied in a frantic placating voice, "I mean, you're a really nice person, I think you would make lots of good friends."
"I suppose," Nabiki replied guardedly.
"Nabiki-san, can I ask what your favorite music is?" Nabiki mentally shrugged, may as well humor the girl for the time being, she may actually just be trying to expand her meager circle of friends.
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"R-really, it was just a harmless prank!" Ranma stuttered, stumbling back from the slowly approaching infuriated Hindu Goddess incarnated.
"You deceived me, you were her all along!" Ashura growled in a tri-unified voice, raising her two bottom hands that held dual fireballs. Ranma leapt backwards from the twin barrage, catching onto a light pole, swinging himself around, and landing on the fence in a sprint.
This was a problem he wasn't prepared to deal with. It was all fun and games until an all powerful Hindu deity is gunning for you double-time, "Come on, don't you think you're acting a *little* excessive?"
"No, I'll let you know when we've reached 'excessive'." Rouge growled, winding back to launch six falls of flame. Ranma leapt into the air into a half gator from the fence, angling his body to avoid the projectiles while in the air. Ranma landed on the ground, and rebounded off a restaurant wall, landing back on the rooftops. Ashura swiveled back up to meet Ranma at level, skimming the roof tiles in her pursuit.
"There is no escape this time, Ranma, I shall fry you to cinders!" Rouge anticipated Ranma's step, and hurled a fireball ahead of him. It impacted with the edge of the roof right when Ranma placed his foot down, causing him to misstep and tumble with the rubble of the roof. The pigtailed boy recovered in a roll on the ground, and continued running. The pigtailed boy weaved between two more fireballs, internally sighing at his pursuer's tenacity.
Ranma found himself running along a ditch, and jumped the rail, landing on the narrow passage between the floodwall and the canal. Ashura swooped down into the canal, the water becoming steam and parting in two at her passage. She flew alongside Ranma as he ran, and started lobbing fireballs at him. Knowing to stop would make him a dead target. he aggressed forward, weaving and evading the missiles aimed for him. Rouge grew extremely frustrated at the boy, and cupped her six hands around an invisible sphere.
Ranma's eyes grew wide, though he kept facing forward, but he felt the heat rising exponentially. Without haste, he leapt forward as hard as he could; where he had just been left with a smoldering and molten concrete crater in the wall. The pigtailed martial artist gritted his teeth as he felt the heat build up again, and dashed backwards when he felt the time right. He moved back forward and jumped over the newly formed gap in the passage that filled with water.
"QUIT BEING SO STUBBORN AND DIE!!!!!" Ashura wailed, readying an even larger ball of flame than the previous two. At the upcoming signal, Ranma leapt, spinning in the air, and landed on the other side of the canal; bolting before his chaser could gain her bearings on him.
"HA! DON'T THINK WE WILL REPEAT YOUR LAST ESCAPE, RANMA!" Rouge blasted straight up, causing the water to spread out in a circle that went clear all the way to the bottom of the canal, and forcing it even up over the flood walls. From her vantage point, Rouge caught sight of Ranma, and dove back down to level to pursue him once again.
The pigtailed boy moaned as he turned around and caught sight of the goddess still pursuing him, which distracted him from looking forward, tripping over a wayward water pail on the street.
Rouge's eyes widened; though she already knew, seeing him transform into the hated redhead still gave her disbelief. She let forth an inhuman wail of fury, and rose in altitude.
Ranma heard the air being parted, and dove. Ashura almost clipped Ranma, leaving in her trail a hail of fireballs. Ranma rolled to the side to avoid getting torched, and brought herself into a slide. Using the forward momentum, the pigtailed girl braced her foot at an angle into the ground, bringing herself upright, and took off in the direction she was facing.
Ranma was running out of options. Rouge was making sure that she didn't give her a break; dogging her until she was ash. Unfortunately for Ranma, she couldn't see a way out of the predicament.
"Man, just my luck."
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"I mean, she was so brave to go against public standards like she did," Yuri gushed towards Nabiki who half-heartedly paid attention to the other girl, "I really do adore her."
Nabiki mentally gagged at the girl's hero worship, she held quite a few female media artists that the Tendou daughter was unfamiliar with in high acclaim, although Nabiki begrudgingly handed to the other girl that it was good to have strong feminine role models to look up to, "I guess everyone needs a hero..."
"Uh, right Nabiki-chan." Yuri wasn't paying attention to her classmate at that moment, but to the scene of Nabiki's redheaded fiancée bounding to the rooftops with a golden demon woman on her tail, "Uh, is that...?"
"Nabiki-chan...?" The girl thought to herself in curious surprise, but shrugged it off, "Is what, what?"
"Oh, never mind," Yuri quickly replied, "Anyway, would you like another one, Nabiki-san?"
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"Aiyah..." Shampoo breathed, as she looked at what was in the suitcase; several packages of weed were stored in it tightly in it's confines, "Elder, there is enough ceremonial herb here for three festivals!"
"Indeed," Haun Tao replied calmly, this was a generous gift indeed that Red Silky had visited upon them. The only problem was it wasn't of the quality the Amazons would use, "Unfortunately, it is inferior to our stock. We shall dispose of it." The Elder ignored the series of moans from around her, as she closed the suitcase, "I think that I should be the one to rid you youngsters of...temptation."
Just then, the door opened to a scrawny guy in a tank top, bolo hat, and baggy jeans, "Ey! Did the supply come in today?"
"Isn't anyone guarding that infernal door?" The old woman growled while rubbing her head, and then switched to Japanese, "And what supply should that be?"
The man looked at the old woman in a peculiar way, "Who're you?"
"The new proprietors of this territory," the Elder stated plainly, "State your business, so that we may send you on your way."
"Well, my business is I came for the herb!"
"Oh? You mean this?" The Amazon held up the briefcase she was handed.
"That loaded with MJ? Then that's it! Got 7000 yen for a couple dime bags, that's all I got this time if it's cool." The Amazons available that understood Japanese blinked.
"Um, I suppose that sounds fair," Haun Tao said slowly. She opened the briefcase back up and handed the man two of the bags as he handed one of the Amazon warriors the money.
"Great! See you later! Oh, and you may want to open up, got a crowd wait'n for you up front." With that, he walked back outside with his gain.
"Aiyah..." Shampoo breathed again as she looked outside. Haun Tao also had to gasp at the line of people waiting.
"I am to presume that they all are here for the same reason, I propose a limit of two per person..."
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Nabiki looked at her watch, and grimaced; she needed to get home and do her homework before dinner, "Well, I enjoyed the company and your hospitality, but I really need to get back home before Daddy starts to worry about me too much."
"Nabiki! Would it... be okay if we, um, meet tomorrow? We can go see a movie! I'll pay, if you need me to," Yuri turned her face away as a blush formed.
"Hmm, sounds like fun, talk to you about it at school then."
"You mean it? GREAT! I'll talk to you then!" Yuri flashed one of her brilliant smiles that Nabiki found herself grinning back at. The girl's gay attitude was defiantly contagious.
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Ranma-chan leapt over a fence, and ducked into some bushes. When she heard screaming deities, the redhead sighed in relief.
::FWOOSH!!!!!::
Ranma rolled out of the enflamed bushes, rolling around to put what flames had gotten on her. She noted that she had moved into an open park area, making her an easy target with no obstacles
"So, my little redheaded briquette, the chase is over..." Ashura said in a low growl, holding four fireballs in her lower hands and a massive one overhead in her top hands, as she descended towards the grounded pigtailed girl.
"Ah, heh heh, I understand you're angry and all..." Ranma actually regretted the itching powder now.
"ANGRY?!?! YOU LIED TO ME!!!! YOU DECIEVED ME AND TOOK ADVANTAGE OF MY TRUST!!!!" Screamed Rouge, shattering a few windows in the distance. Ranma winced at the emotion in the transformed girl's voice...wait a minute..."
Ranma thought back to how friendly Rouge was to Ranma since they had met, how she convinced Happosai that he wasn't the redhead in truth after Ranma explained it to her and she readily believed it, how she would freak out whenever any other guy saw her in the buff, yet when Ranma had walked in on her on a few occasion, she seemed to take it in stride comfortably.
"THAT'S IT!" Ranma yelled mentally to herself, and forced the grin trying to form on his face down. The Redhead looked down in regret, "You're, you're right, Rouge-chan, I don't deserve your trust."
Ashura staggered for a second, "Come again?"
"I didn't really want to hurt you, I only picked on you because I didn't know how to approach you, I guess."
"That's no excuse for lying to me..." Rouge growled, regenerating the fireballs that were about to fade out at her moment of lapse.
"I COULDN'T HELP IT!" Ranma yelled out in haste, the really large swirling orb of plasma above her head was really beginning to unnerve the pigtailed girl, "You, you kinda scared me, as much as I liked you. You know you're pretty cute," Ranma-chan tried to vainly cover her face in case this didn't work.
"I... scared you?" Rouge said with slight awe, allowing her projectiles to fizzle out of existence.
"Well, a Hindu goddess that wields high temperature flames tends to do that to a guy," Ranma quipped dryly. Rouge gave a slight pout on her faces, and landed, no longer bathed in her high temperature aura.
"Is this better?" She cooed sympathetically as she strode over to the young girl to coddle her. She had to fight hard to keep from gushing in front of the redhead. Ranma liked her, he really liked her!
"As good as someone with six arms and three faces can be," Ranma replied with a smile.
"I never considered how you take my curse, you must think I'm a freak," Ashura frowned on her three faces.
"I can never think of you as a freak, Rou-chan."