Ranma: Just Plain Hard
"YOU HAGGARD ASS, SHRIVELED UP, BUCK TOOTHED, DRIED OUT, DIRTY BITCH!!" Ranma shouted, as she bolted, soaking wet, into the tearoom with her fist cocked back. Cologne continued to sip her tea with her right hand, as her left hand calmly picked up her staff, and swatted the enraged redhead into the wall to the left of her. Ranma peeled off the wall like a weakly hung piece of wallpaper, before flattening to the ground.
"Oh my, Ranma seems very upset," Kasumi stated in a rather amused tone, "Would anybody like anymore tea?"
"What's wrong with the boy?" Genma asked, more curious than concerned, "I'll have some more, if you please."
"Ah, nothing that *she* doesn't deserve," the Amazon Matriarch stated, as she set down her tea, "Ranma currently finds even the most tepid water too hot for her..."
"...Make change back to boy impossible!" Shampoo stated in realization, "Cat tongue pressure point!"
"So, you had been paying attention," Cologne beemed at her heir.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME, YOU-SHIT!!!" The last part was exclaimed as the elder slammed the point of her staff into the looming girl's foot. Just as the exclamation finished, Cologne shoved the head of her staff into Ranma's mouth, smashing it against the roof of her mouth and lodging it, and then swung Ranma around like a stick with a ribbon tied to it, slamming her head-first to the other side of her, avoiding hitting Shampoo and Akane.
"Hmm, I'm afraid my tea's becoming a bit cold," Cologne stated, before dumping the contents of her cup onto the prone girl, earning a shrill scream of pain, before the body rushed out to the carp pond out in the yard.
::SPLASH!!::
"The Cat tongue pressure point?" Soun enquired, "The legends behind that particular tsubo are shrouded in secrecy..."
"Indeed," Cologne replied in her most serious tone, "It's a pressure point so potent, the Man-Chus put anyone with an inkling of knowledge of it to death."
"LOOKS LIKE THE DICKHEADS MISSED ONE!" Ranma shouted, attempting to slam her fist down onto the top of the old woman.
Cologne picked up her tea again, and took a slight sip of it, while everyone else looked at the Ranma-chan shaped hole going through the ceiling and the roof.
"So, Ranma can't change back to a guy if he can't tolerate hot water!" Akane exclaimed in slight shock.
"Is what Shampoo say," the younger Amazon stated, irritatingly.
"Oh, could you pass me the honey?" Akane replied. Shampoo nodded cheerfully, and complied.
"I think this way, it's safe to presume that Ranma will oblige us to fulfill his punishment until-"
"PUNISH THIS, BITCH!" Ranma attempted to take the old woman's head off with a fierce looking crescent kick. It stopped abruptly, just almost touching Cologne's ear.
"Oh.... my," Kasumi replied, looking at the staff that had been slammed head first between Ranma's legs, against the pelvic bone at the pelvic arch. If the redhead were any lesser a martial artist, she would currently need an artificial hip.
"GACK!" Ranma tumbled back, the pain of a near fracture putting her out for a bit.
Cologne blinked, realizing something was amiss with the blow, before she sighed, "I must be losing it in my twighlight years. I forgot he wasn't a boy at the moment..."
Genma, Soun, Akane, and Kasumi attempted to cross their legs at the low sitting table in sympathy.
"Don't I get a say in what his punishment should be?"
Everyone at the table turned to find Nabiki standing in the doorway, wearing makeup a bit heavier than she usually put on, apparently having applied it in a rush. She leveled a glare at everyone present, disapproving of what they were doing. She then gave a quick glance down at the prone girl, clutching her crotch, and allowed a quick flicker of concern and sympathy pass across her face.
"Good morning... Nabiki, was it?" Cologne greeted, "I'm sorry that your slumber was... troubled."
The middle Tendou daughter's eye twitched at the comment, but she let it by, "Even if he is being a jerk, it's still his decision. Unlock his curse."
Cologne raised an eyebrow, as everyone at the table stared at her, curiously, "That is a bold demand, young lady? Why is it you still show concern for the worthless young welp?"
Nabiki's expression never faltered, "This isn't about my concern. If Ranma's going to face up to responcibility, it should be as a man. Besides which, it's not fair to him if we find out that Shampoo really isn't carrying his child."
"You calling Shampoo liar?" the lavender haired girl sneered, immidiately standing in Nabiki's face.
Nabiki returned Shampoo's heated, angry glare with a cold, vicious one, "I don't know you, or your history, so I won't make any accusations. But right now, it's Ranma's word against yours, and we still have yet to prove either one of you is false." Nabiki turned her thoughts inward, "Please, don't prove her right, Ranma..."
"But from the boy's own refusal to participate, we can assuradly conclude matters in my Great-Granddaughter's case," Cologne replied, diplomatically, not wanting to let things become too complicated until she had the boy where she truly wanted him... journying to meet his ancestors.
"Like I said, we'll just wait until we have proof," Nabiki stated in a neutral tone, still staring Shampoo in the eyes.
"And I ain't gonna be wrong, you know dis!"
"Ranma, shut up," Nabiki commanded, internally groaning that the redhead finally woke up.
"Shampoo act'n like I'm the only one that got a taste of that twat! Girl's like a flat tire, she NEEDS her holes plugged!"
"Ranma, shut UP!" Nabiki ordered again, stepping back from a growling Amazon.
"She so loose, Depends couldn't contain her leakage!"
"She-male just keep talking," Shampoo seethed from under the dogpile of Soun, Genma, Akane, and Kasumi.
"She's so hard up, she's AC, DC, and 9 volt!"
"FOR KAMI'S SAKES, SOMEONE SHUT HIM UP!!!" Kasumi screamed, as Shampoo steadily crawled towards the seemingly oblivious redhead.
"Look! I'm even a girl, and she's trying to get my jock! Bitch's a fucking fiend!"
"SHAMPOO, WAIT UNTIL WE GET HIM OUT TO INTERNATIONAL WATERS!!!" Cologne ordered, now also joining the dogpile.
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"I don't see why I'm being kicked out," Ranma grumbled, as she stared intensely at the sidewalk she was walking on through her mirror shades.
Akane was volinteered to accompany the redhead, being the only one of the girls that could even reasonably speak to him, as Nabiki decided she didn't want to be around her fiancee and boyfriend for a bit longer, "You're not being kicked out, it was just best that you head on out for a while and let everyone chill out, okay?"
Ranma continued to grumble under her breath, remaining inaudible to Akane. The youngest Tendou adjusted her bandanna, and straightened her thin black jacket down over the top part of her matching leggings, "Ranma, why won't you get the test done, if you're so sure?"
"Because it don't need to be done!" Ranma replied, tersely, "Why you too gonna ride my ass about this?"
"Look, Ranma," Akane replied, managing to keep her cool, "You're still cool with me, but I'm not about to let you get away with playing with my sister like this..." She pointedly forgot about the small slight her own sister hadn't forgiven her for just yet, "If you're going to act like a sad little punk, I hope they do take you back to China. At least then, Nabiki can get over you."
Ranma stopped rigid, before turning on Akane, "Hold on! I'm NOT about to just let Nabiki drop me because some-"
"NIGGA, BREAK YO'SELF!!!"
Ranma shoved Akane away, as the redhead herself leapt into the air, avoiding the shower of weapons that imbedded themselves where she had been standing.
As she acended, a white blur attempted to intercept her in the air, but was evaded by several skillful twists and parries. The intercepter landed first, revealing itself to be a young man with long black hair that flowed down the back of his white jean jacket, wearing black baggy jeans and black hiking boots.
He turned, just as the redhead landed, and thrust a chain that seemed to come from the sleeve of his jacket. "Mousse," Ranma-chan stated in a hard voice, as she threw an ax kick that parried away the length of the chain. For several tense moments, Akane watched the two stare at each other intensely, before they rushed at one another. Ranma was darting in low, as the newcomer rushed at her with his hands in the sleeves of his opposite arms. They met each other midway, with Ranma thrusting her fist at Mousse's face, with the long haired Chinese native doing the same.
The barrel of Ranma's gun was aimed at point blank range the other boy's face, as Mousse's dagger was not even a centimeter from her's.
Akane held her breath, waiting for the next move, and felt a jolt go through her, just as they made it.
"SHIT, NIGGA! IT'S BEEN A MINNIT!" Ranma shouted, pulling the other boy into a hug.
"Yo, B, lemme give you the respect!" Mousse replied, eagerly returning the fraternal hug.
Akane finally picked herself off the ground from her facefault. "Are these surprise ambushes going to become habit around here?" she asked to no one in particular.
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Nabiki sat at the desk in her room, just staring down at it. She couldn't even think straight at the moment, as much turmoil as she was feeling. She continued to rest her cheek against her hand, which was proped up by the elbow, when her door opened silently.
Feminine steps stealtily approached her from behind, and stopped just before her.
"What do you want," Nabiki asked, not even bothering to turn around.
"Shampoo make Nabiki forget about Ranma, is want, yes?"
"What do you mean?" Nabiki asked, still facing away from Shampoo.
"Shampoo use Xi Fa Xiang Gao, no remember Ranma ever again, is good, yes?"
Nabiki finally turned around to the other girl, and looked at her in consideration. After a full minute, Nabiki wiped a tear that had managed to escape away, before shifting her eyes down, and just barely shaking her head.
Shampoo gave a slight nod at the answer, before walking out the room, and closing the door behind her. The Amazon leaned back against it, and sighed, as the girl on the other side leaned back against her seat, and did the same.
"YOU HAGGARD ASS, SHRIVELED UP, BUCK TOOTHED, DRIED OUT, DIRTY BITCH!!" Ranma shouted, as she bolted, soaking wet, into the tearoom with her fist cocked back. Cologne continued to sip her tea with her right hand, as her left hand calmly picked up her staff, and swatted the enraged redhead into the wall to the left of her. Ranma peeled off the wall like a weakly hung piece of wallpaper, before flattening to the ground.
"Oh my, Ranma seems very upset," Kasumi stated in a rather amused tone, "Would anybody like anymore tea?"
"What's wrong with the boy?" Genma asked, more curious than concerned, "I'll have some more, if you please."
"Ah, nothing that *she* doesn't deserve," the Amazon Matriarch stated, as she set down her tea, "Ranma currently finds even the most tepid water too hot for her..."
"...Make change back to boy impossible!" Shampoo stated in realization, "Cat tongue pressure point!"
"So, you had been paying attention," Cologne beemed at her heir.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME, YOU-SHIT!!!" The last part was exclaimed as the elder slammed the point of her staff into the looming girl's foot. Just as the exclamation finished, Cologne shoved the head of her staff into Ranma's mouth, smashing it against the roof of her mouth and lodging it, and then swung Ranma around like a stick with a ribbon tied to it, slamming her head-first to the other side of her, avoiding hitting Shampoo and Akane.
"Hmm, I'm afraid my tea's becoming a bit cold," Cologne stated, before dumping the contents of her cup onto the prone girl, earning a shrill scream of pain, before the body rushed out to the carp pond out in the yard.
::SPLASH!!::
"The Cat tongue pressure point?" Soun enquired, "The legends behind that particular tsubo are shrouded in secrecy..."
"Indeed," Cologne replied in her most serious tone, "It's a pressure point so potent, the Man-Chus put anyone with an inkling of knowledge of it to death."
"LOOKS LIKE THE DICKHEADS MISSED ONE!" Ranma shouted, attempting to slam her fist down onto the top of the old woman.
Cologne picked up her tea again, and took a slight sip of it, while everyone else looked at the Ranma-chan shaped hole going through the ceiling and the roof.
"So, Ranma can't change back to a guy if he can't tolerate hot water!" Akane exclaimed in slight shock.
"Is what Shampoo say," the younger Amazon stated, irritatingly.
"Oh, could you pass me the honey?" Akane replied. Shampoo nodded cheerfully, and complied.
"I think this way, it's safe to presume that Ranma will oblige us to fulfill his punishment until-"
"PUNISH THIS, BITCH!" Ranma attempted to take the old woman's head off with a fierce looking crescent kick. It stopped abruptly, just almost touching Cologne's ear.
"Oh.... my," Kasumi replied, looking at the staff that had been slammed head first between Ranma's legs, against the pelvic bone at the pelvic arch. If the redhead were any lesser a martial artist, she would currently need an artificial hip.
"GACK!" Ranma tumbled back, the pain of a near fracture putting her out for a bit.
Cologne blinked, realizing something was amiss with the blow, before she sighed, "I must be losing it in my twighlight years. I forgot he wasn't a boy at the moment..."
Genma, Soun, Akane, and Kasumi attempted to cross their legs at the low sitting table in sympathy.
"Don't I get a say in what his punishment should be?"
Everyone at the table turned to find Nabiki standing in the doorway, wearing makeup a bit heavier than she usually put on, apparently having applied it in a rush. She leveled a glare at everyone present, disapproving of what they were doing. She then gave a quick glance down at the prone girl, clutching her crotch, and allowed a quick flicker of concern and sympathy pass across her face.
"Good morning... Nabiki, was it?" Cologne greeted, "I'm sorry that your slumber was... troubled."
The middle Tendou daughter's eye twitched at the comment, but she let it by, "Even if he is being a jerk, it's still his decision. Unlock his curse."
Cologne raised an eyebrow, as everyone at the table stared at her, curiously, "That is a bold demand, young lady? Why is it you still show concern for the worthless young welp?"
Nabiki's expression never faltered, "This isn't about my concern. If Ranma's going to face up to responcibility, it should be as a man. Besides which, it's not fair to him if we find out that Shampoo really isn't carrying his child."
"You calling Shampoo liar?" the lavender haired girl sneered, immidiately standing in Nabiki's face.
Nabiki returned Shampoo's heated, angry glare with a cold, vicious one, "I don't know you, or your history, so I won't make any accusations. But right now, it's Ranma's word against yours, and we still have yet to prove either one of you is false." Nabiki turned her thoughts inward, "Please, don't prove her right, Ranma..."
"But from the boy's own refusal to participate, we can assuradly conclude matters in my Great-Granddaughter's case," Cologne replied, diplomatically, not wanting to let things become too complicated until she had the boy where she truly wanted him... journying to meet his ancestors.
"Like I said, we'll just wait until we have proof," Nabiki stated in a neutral tone, still staring Shampoo in the eyes.
"And I ain't gonna be wrong, you know dis!"
"Ranma, shut up," Nabiki commanded, internally groaning that the redhead finally woke up.
"Shampoo act'n like I'm the only one that got a taste of that twat! Girl's like a flat tire, she NEEDS her holes plugged!"
"Ranma, shut UP!" Nabiki ordered again, stepping back from a growling Amazon.
"She so loose, Depends couldn't contain her leakage!"
"She-male just keep talking," Shampoo seethed from under the dogpile of Soun, Genma, Akane, and Kasumi.
"She's so hard up, she's AC, DC, and 9 volt!"
"FOR KAMI'S SAKES, SOMEONE SHUT HIM UP!!!" Kasumi screamed, as Shampoo steadily crawled towards the seemingly oblivious redhead.
"Look! I'm even a girl, and she's trying to get my jock! Bitch's a fucking fiend!"
"SHAMPOO, WAIT UNTIL WE GET HIM OUT TO INTERNATIONAL WATERS!!!" Cologne ordered, now also joining the dogpile.
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"I don't see why I'm being kicked out," Ranma grumbled, as she stared intensely at the sidewalk she was walking on through her mirror shades.
Akane was volinteered to accompany the redhead, being the only one of the girls that could even reasonably speak to him, as Nabiki decided she didn't want to be around her fiancee and boyfriend for a bit longer, "You're not being kicked out, it was just best that you head on out for a while and let everyone chill out, okay?"
Ranma continued to grumble under her breath, remaining inaudible to Akane. The youngest Tendou adjusted her bandanna, and straightened her thin black jacket down over the top part of her matching leggings, "Ranma, why won't you get the test done, if you're so sure?"
"Because it don't need to be done!" Ranma replied, tersely, "Why you too gonna ride my ass about this?"
"Look, Ranma," Akane replied, managing to keep her cool, "You're still cool with me, but I'm not about to let you get away with playing with my sister like this..." She pointedly forgot about the small slight her own sister hadn't forgiven her for just yet, "If you're going to act like a sad little punk, I hope they do take you back to China. At least then, Nabiki can get over you."
Ranma stopped rigid, before turning on Akane, "Hold on! I'm NOT about to just let Nabiki drop me because some-"
"NIGGA, BREAK YO'SELF!!!"
Ranma shoved Akane away, as the redhead herself leapt into the air, avoiding the shower of weapons that imbedded themselves where she had been standing.
As she acended, a white blur attempted to intercept her in the air, but was evaded by several skillful twists and parries. The intercepter landed first, revealing itself to be a young man with long black hair that flowed down the back of his white jean jacket, wearing black baggy jeans and black hiking boots.
He turned, just as the redhead landed, and thrust a chain that seemed to come from the sleeve of his jacket. "Mousse," Ranma-chan stated in a hard voice, as she threw an ax kick that parried away the length of the chain. For several tense moments, Akane watched the two stare at each other intensely, before they rushed at one another. Ranma was darting in low, as the newcomer rushed at her with his hands in the sleeves of his opposite arms. They met each other midway, with Ranma thrusting her fist at Mousse's face, with the long haired Chinese native doing the same.
The barrel of Ranma's gun was aimed at point blank range the other boy's face, as Mousse's dagger was not even a centimeter from her's.
Akane held her breath, waiting for the next move, and felt a jolt go through her, just as they made it.
"SHIT, NIGGA! IT'S BEEN A MINNIT!" Ranma shouted, pulling the other boy into a hug.
"Yo, B, lemme give you the respect!" Mousse replied, eagerly returning the fraternal hug.
Akane finally picked herself off the ground from her facefault. "Are these surprise ambushes going to become habit around here?" she asked to no one in particular.
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Nabiki sat at the desk in her room, just staring down at it. She couldn't even think straight at the moment, as much turmoil as she was feeling. She continued to rest her cheek against her hand, which was proped up by the elbow, when her door opened silently.
Feminine steps stealtily approached her from behind, and stopped just before her.
"What do you want," Nabiki asked, not even bothering to turn around.
"Shampoo make Nabiki forget about Ranma, is want, yes?"
"What do you mean?" Nabiki asked, still facing away from Shampoo.
"Shampoo use Xi Fa Xiang Gao, no remember Ranma ever again, is good, yes?"
Nabiki finally turned around to the other girl, and looked at her in consideration. After a full minute, Nabiki wiped a tear that had managed to escape away, before shifting her eyes down, and just barely shaking her head.
Shampoo gave a slight nod at the answer, before walking out the room, and closing the door behind her. The Amazon leaned back against it, and sighed, as the girl on the other side leaned back against her seat, and did the same.