Ranma 1/2
A Scary Thought
Chapter 30
"Ukyo, it's time!" Hidenori called out as he rushed into the room. "Snap to it girl, you're late as is."
"Late?" Ukyo mumbled as she tried to assemble her thoughts. Through blurry eyes she looked around, finding herself on a couch she did not recognize in some sort of wood paneled room. She stood up, rubbing her eyes and looked over at her father and noticed his attire. "Hey, what's with the tux?"
"Ukyo, don't you remember? Oh, never mind. Come now, hurry. They'll start without you."
"Start what?" Ukyo asked as her father grabbed her by the arm a started dragging her through the building.
"Your wedding, of course."
"Wedding?" Ukyo repeated in shock. "Hey! I don't know anything about any wedding!"
"You really are absent minded girl. You wanted this, didn't you? I mean, this was the real reason you fought Kasumi, wasn't it?"
"Fought Kasumi... real reason," Ukyo repeated in confusion as her father continued to pull her along behind him. "You mean... you mean I'm getting married to Ranma?"
"Well of course you are, but there's no time to discuss that now. You're late." Hidenori finally stopped in front a double wooden door and pushed it open. Still confused, Ukyo just gawked at the gathered crowd of onlookers who looked back at her with smiles. "Get going girl," Hidenori said as he pushed her forward into the room and the doors closed behind her.
The room was dead silent as Ukyo stood at the entrance and smiled nervously. Suddenly a realization hit her. Of course, this is just a dream, that's it, she thought. Oh brother, I was worried for a second there. Well, might as well enjoy myself while it lasts then. Nodding to herself, Ukyo proceed up the center isle to the alter.
Only once she arrived did something else occur to her. Wait, isn't the bride supposed to come in last in these western ceremonies? I don't see Ranma anywhere? she thought as she looked around then shook her head. Stop thinking, Ukyo! You'll just wake up and ruin it.
Just as she thought this the Wedding March began, and the doors once again swung open to reveal someone approaching in a full length wedding dress. Seeing this sent Ukyo into shock for a second then she looked down to see she was wearing a tuxedo not unlike her father's. "What the-"
"What's wrong Ukyo?" Ukyo looked back up to see the woman in the wedding dress was Kasumi. "Isn't this what you wanted?" the other girl asked with a smile.
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Ukyo awoke with a start, sweat soaking through her shirt. "Oh god," she moaned quietly as she tried to banish the disgusting image from her mind. "You would pull something like that, wouldn't you Kasumi? Anything to screw me over after I finally managed to put you in your place." After rubbing her face, Ukyo got up from under her covers to get a drink of water before attempting sleep again.
Kasumi's defeat of the day before had come as quite a shock to everyone. Even Ukyo had to admit she really had not expected to win. Sure, she told herself the whole while that she would win, but deep down she always thought Kasumi would be victorious. It still felt so surreal that Ukyo had to continuously remind herself that it was true. But, her joy had been stolen from her with that blasted kiss.
"She is such a pervert," Ukyo mumbled as she turned on the faucet and filled a small glass. "If she thinks there is a chance in hell I'm going to marry her, she's out of her mind." She took several large gulps of water, sighing as the liquid soothed her. She refilled the glass, and proceeded to consume its contents once again. After the forth glass, Ukyo realized just how thirsty she really was. That technique sure takes it out of you. I must have drunk 5 liters of water since the fight, she thought with a frown.
Filling the glass one last time, Ukyo looked out the window at the still dark sky and pondered the mess she had gotten herself into. At least one good thing came from this. I final get to sleep here for legitimate reasons, she thought with a half felt smile.
It had been her father's idea. He insisted that stay until things were worked out, and Nodoka had offered a room at the Tendos'. Sure, she was sleeping pretty much on the floor, but she was used to far worse. She did not know what they planned to do to fix things, but she could already guess any which way it came out, she would not like it.
Sighing, Ukyo drank the last glass, washed it, and stacked it next to the sink before turning to leave. She stopped dead, however, when she saw Ranma watching her from the doorway.
"Aa... Ranma... what are you doing up?"
"Had some stuff on my mind," he replied after a second. "You?"
"Umm... same," she replied simply, feeling suddenly very nervous.
"You okay?"
"Just a little thirsty."
Ranma nodded, paused for a moment of thought then asked, "You haven't seen Ryoko around anywhere, have you? She hasn't been around lately."
"No," Ukyo almost squeaked.
Ranma shrugged. "Oh well, she'll show up eventually, she always does. I notice your hair is almost back to normal," he then said, taking Ukyo by surprise with the sudden abrupt change of topic.
"Huh?" Ukyo responded in confusion, then realized what he meant and ran her hand through her hair. "Oh yeah, it's finally growing back in."
"Well, guess I better try and get some more sleep before sunrise. Pop always wakes me up at the crack of dawn, sometimes sooner," Ranma said as he turned to leave. Ukyo raised a hand, and opened her mouth, but stopped short of saying anything. After he left her sight, she hung her head, and cursed herself.
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As Ranma returned to his room, he picked up a worn and beaten letter that lay on his end table and thought, I guess she never planned to mail this letter after all. Or, maybe she's just too afraid to tell me outright. He scanned the contents once again, as he had done for much of the night then frowned. Well, Ranma, are you just going to keep quiet about this or what? The answer did not immediately come. "Later," he said aloud, set the letter aside and laid down.
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Hours later Kasumi awoke at the San Cheng Huang and rolled over in bed to look at Shampoo. The Amazon had been in an irritable mood since coming home for obvious reasons. Kasumi did not think she was the object of this irritation, more likely it was Ukyo. Nonetheless, Shampoo was not happy, and making that plainly known to everyone. This was obvious even now, as for the first night since they had slept in the same bed, Shampoo kept to her own side.
I hope she's in a better mood when she wakes up, Kasumi thought as she silently rose. After stretching a few sore muscles, Kasumi quietly got dressed and headed downstairs.
School was due to reopen tomorrow, and Makoto was to return that evening, along with most the other students. Even Akane and Nabiki had taken the time to relax at a local hot spring and would be returning later today. It was good for everyone to get a bit of a vacation after what happened at the school, but they would have to make up the lost time.
Kasumi thought about this as she walked into the kitchen, and was greeted by Cologne. "Elder, up so soon?"
"I've been holding odd hours lately. How is my great granddaughter? Still pouting?"
"I'm afraid so," Kasumi answered.
"She'll get over it," Cologne remarked, and looked back at Kasumi. "Tell me, Kasumi, I was not aware you knew this... 'Ha Do Ken'. Why did you keep this a secret?"
Kasumi thought for a moment then sighed. "It is a... dangerous technique. I had hoped not to use it ever again. I am actually worried that my cat persona can access it."
"For good reason. As you say, it is a dangerous technique. Where did you learn it?"
"I learned it while I was training with master Dhalsim."
"He knew this technique?"
"Oh no. Near his village is a cave called the cave of ancients. It is a mystical place, said to reflect the darkness in one's heart."
Cologne smiled, "I have a feeling you didn't see much."
"No, not initially at least. Dhalsim said I was pure of heart, and the cave had no real power over me. For the most part he was right, but one time, when I entered the cave, I had a strange feeling. It was wisp of ki of an unusual type. I was curious so I meditated inside the cave to see what this ki was. After some time a vision came to me, that of a warrior I later learned was named Ryu. He was using this Ha Do Ken technique. I figure he must have used the technique inside the cave at one time and the energy associated with this was caught inside due to the properties of the cave. At the time I did not know what it was, so I just tried it myself. It took a little time, but finally I activated it, and learned its true power.
"At first, it was not very powerful, and every time I called on it, I would be knocked out. Then its power grew, and the drain on my own body decreased, either that or I grew more tolerant to it. After only a week the power grew too dangerous to use casually, and there was no reason to believe it would not continue to increase in power, so I decided I should avoid it from then on. Unfortunately, when we fought Herb, I was forced to use it to save Frost."
Cologne nodded, "So, you were the one to destroy the mountain. I had assumed it was Herb."
Kasumi looked down meekly, "I only destroyed about half of it, and it was a very small mountain to begin with."
"You are too modest," Cologne said with a smile but then frowned. "Still, this technique is extremely troubling. I have heard of it before, a technique to harness the ki energy around the person and focus it into an attack, but I have not heard of anyone using such a power in many hundreds of years. This Ryu, is he still alive?"
Kasumi looked up and nodded. "I believe so. Master Dhalsim said he was only there briefly to train. I have also heard he participated in many tournaments of late. I have not met him myself."
"So, he too must possess this power. I wonder how many others there are."
Kasumi shook her head. "I could not say. Probably not many."
"Indeed," Cologne agreed. "I do wish to know more about this technique though, especial this dark form of it. I would not want your alter-ego to use it again if it can be prevented."
"I know very little, I'm afraid. Even master Dhalsim did not know much about it."
Cologne nodded and dismissed the issue. "The world apparently is still in one piece for the moment, so I don't see any need to worry as of yet. You should get on with your morning exercises."
"Yes, Elder," Kasumi replied with a bow, and headed out back, leaving Cologne to think.
A half hour passed before Shampoo final walked into the kitchen. By this time, Cologne was busy preparing breakfast, and did not bother to look back, only asking, "Sleep well?"
Shampoo only grumbled in response.
"Come now, great granddaughter, pouting won't change things. Just accept what is, and look to make things better. You don't see Kasumi grumbling about this, now do you?"
"Should be," Shampoo responded.
Cologne looked over her shoulder as Shampoo sat on a stool near the door in a huff. "You don't believe she actually wants to marry Ukyo, do you?" Shampoo did not respond, only glaring at the floor. "That's silly. Kasumi is just reasonable, and knows this cannot be changed so she does not waste her time moping about it. Trust me; she has no more desire to be married to Ukyo than you do."
After a few seconds, Shampoo looked up and reluctantly nodded in agreement. Cologne smiled and returned to tending the food.
A moment of silence passed before Shampoo spoke again. "Great grandmother, Shampoo need favor."
"And what would that be?" Cologne asked, but received no immediate response. "Well, speak up child. What do you want?"
"Shampoo no know proper word."
"Then speak in your own tongue then. What is it you want?"
"I need... um... Kasumi was worried about us having children, so-"
"You need a contraceptive."
"Yes," Shampoo replied, showing a bit of embarrassment at the topic.
"Afraid of talking with your old grandmother about sex?" Cologne asked with a laugh. "It just so happens I have planned for this." The Elder pulled out a large bottle and tossed it to Shampoo. "The very best in Amazon reproductive technology, or rather reproduction inhibiting technology. Guaranteed one hundred percent effective when used correctly."
"What is it?" Shampoo asked as she examined the bottle.
"These Japanese might refer to it as the Pill, although our version is much safer and more effective than anything these so call 'scientists' could come up with. Just take one a day."
"That's it?" Shampoo asked happily.
"That's it. Of course, it only reaches full effectiveness after one month."
"A month!" Shampoo moaned loudly. "I want to be with Kasumi now!"
"Then you should have thought of this a month ago," Cologne replied.
Shampoo eyed the bottle with disappointment, but then suddenly brightened up and asked, "I thought they gave me something on my wedding night. Can't I just use that?"
"I'm surprised you remembered. From what I hear you were nearly as intoxicated as Kasumi," Cologne said with a glance over her shoulder. "However, that particular method is not for regular use. Prologue use could be dangerous."
"Just for tonight then," Shampoo replied hopefully.
"No," Cologne replied. "It is for emergency use only. That particular pill is far more difficult to produce and requires special herbs and even some magic. We can't be giving it out to every little girl who wants to have a romp in the hay and can't be bothered with proper methods."
Shampoo scowled but relented. She opened the bottle took out a pill, and swallowed it with Cologne watching.
After a moment the elder nodded approvingly and returned to her work. "Really, child, you should think things through every now and then. I bet this didn't even occur to you until Kasumi brought it up, am I right?"
"Mm... Yes," Shampoo answered, feeling a lecture coming on.
"As I thought. You're very young Shampoo, and very reckless. Do you realize the responsibility bringing another human being into this world entails? No, you don't. It is the single most important act we do as human beings, and unlike these Japanese who just let any old fool have a child, we Amazons are much more sensible. What do you think would happen if we just let any person raise a child? Do you think Lotion should have been left with her mother? Of course not. Her mother was far too young and unstable to properly raise a child, and should never have gotten pregnant in the first place. It may seem harsh, but a human being's life is more important than frivolous sentiments of parental rights.
"Having a baby is not something you should just do accidentally. It is a serious commitment. I don't like saying this, but honestly you lack the patience, wisdom, and temperament at your current age to even consider having a child. Why, when your mother was having you, it was your grandmother and myself who had to sponsor and supervise her and she was over ten years older than you are now. And, in my day, it was scandalous to have a child before you were at least fifty. Of course, blood is getting a bit thinner nowadays, so compromises have to be made, but still you can't just run blindly into these sorts of things. Now, Kasumi shows some promise, but really she lacks the disciplinary touch, I think. In a few years-"
"Goodbye, great grandmother!"
"Goodbye, Shampoo," Cologne replied absently. "Where was I? Oh yes, in a few-" Cologne stopped cold and looked around to find Shampoo walking out the front door with Kasumi. "Hey, where are you two off to?"
"Pierre said he should have my other outfit ready by today. Shampoo suggested we go pick it up," Kasumi replied.
"Did she now," Cologne responded, eyeing Shampoo for a moment. The younger Amazon smiled innocently back. Cologne shook her head. "Alright then," Cologne said, waving them on. Eagerly, Shampoo pulled Kasumi out of the restaurant, leaving Cologne thinking, That girl. Sometimes...
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I am surrounded by fools! Herb thought to herself as she looked across the yard at the Tendo common room where three men were in deep discussion, no doubt trying to ensure their own interests were considered in this new situation. No matters what they think or plan, Kasumi Tendo will be mine.
"Oh your majesty, I just heard the news," Lemon called out as she walked into view and ran over, followed closely by Sissithississ. Herb paid her little mind, only briefly looking her way before returning to watching the men. Lemon bowed down before the prince. "So, I suppose it was just luck that allowed Kasumi to defeat you. That's plainly obvious now."
"No luck was involved," Herb replied, adding silently, although maybe some hesitation on my part.
"Still, she obviously is not deserving of being your bride," Lemon said, her eagerness slipping into her voice, causing Herb to eye her.
"What part did you play in this, Lemon?"
Lemon bowed her head, trying desperately to hold in her nervousness. "Part? No... real... part..."
Finally, Sissithississ sighed and interrupted. "We aided the girl in sssome of her training, my lord."
"I see," Herb said in a dangerous manner.
"Only a little," Lemon added quickly, looking up at Herb, but then quickly back down at seeing the prince's expression.
A moment of nervous silence passed, until finally Herb spoke. "It doesn't matter. In fact, this may make things easier. I have been... reluctant to fight with Kasumi. I have no such reluctance to fight this Ukyo."
"You mean to make Kasssumi your bride through Ukyo?" Sissithississ asked.
Herb nodded, and looked back off at the men's discussion. "I am certain they plan to maintain the marriage between Ukyo and Kasumi then to have this Ranma marry all three. Instead I will marry them."
"But, what about me?" Lemon asked without thought then fell silent when Herb gave her another look.
"I suppose I can still marry you afterwards."
"But-" Lemon began to argue, but Sissithississ cut her off.
"That'sss just fine, my Lord. We'll be off now."
"But-"
"Come on, Lemon."
"But..." Lemon continued to repeat as Sissithississ dragged her off.
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"Am I going to have to drag you the whole way?" Sissithississ asked several blocks away, prompting Lemon to finally stop her pouting and walk on her own.
"It makes no sense."
"Makes perfect sssenssse to me," he replied plainly.
"But... Mother said... this can't be right. He shouldn't like her now. Why... I don't understand! And now I'm going to be..."
"Fourth wife." At the mention of the title, Lemon began to cry. "I told you thisss wouldn't work. The Prince isss... infatuated with thisss Kasumi Tendo, and I doubt anything will change that."
"But, it's not fair!" Lemon whined.
"Maybe ssso, but you know the old sssaying," the snake warrior said as the two passed by Dr. Tofu's clinic. Lemon looked up and looked through one of the windows as they passed, seeing Frost tending to something within.
"That Amazon Magus, she doesn't like Kasumi too much, does she?"
"Oh no!" Sissithississ said as he got behind his companion and pushed her on her way. "No more ssschemes. Look where the lassst one got you. At the rate you're going, you'll be lucky to be tenth wife."
Looking away, Lemon nodded. "I guess you're right."
"Good. Now look, the Prince can't do anything for a while, and by then maybe he'll lossse hisss interessst in Kasssumi."
Lemon again nodded, but under her hood, she was not listening. You wait, Kasumi Tendo, I'm not thru. I won't let you take Herb away from me and ruin my one chance. Continuing to nod as Sissithississ spoke, Lemon plotted.
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"Well, Mademoiselle, what do you think?" Pierre asked as Kasumi examined herself in the mirror.
"It's..."
"Ah, wait a moment," Pierre cut in, and adjusted the golden sash at Kasumi's waist so the extra length hung to her side. "There, very dashing."
Kasumi tilted her head side to side as she examined herself in the mirror, and had the sudden strange desire to place her fists to her hips and look off to the side dramatically. Fortunately for her public image, that desire did not translate into action.
"Hmm," Pierre murmured to himself. "Non, non, non, too much..." He removed the golden sash, and quickly headed into the back, only to return a second later with a simple black one which he put in its place. "Ah... oui. Much better."
After a moment Kasumi nodded approvingly. "It is very nice, don't you agree Shampoo?" Kasumi asked, looking back at the Amazon, who was looking through some dresses in a nearby display. She paused long enough to look over then nodded happily in response. Looking back at the mirror, Kasumi smiled. "It is very nice. I'm just worried. It is so white. I'm not sure it will stand up to my training regiments very well."
"Madam, there is no need to worry. It is well treated, and highly resistant to stain. Further, you will not find a stronger fabric on the face of this planet, or so I am told."
"Really?" Kasumi asked, and examined the arm of her new gi. "What kind of fabric is it exactly? It feels a bit odd."
"No doubt. It is pure silk, spider silk that is."
Kasumi looked at Pierre in surprise. "Spider silk? I didn't even know they made such fabric."
"They don't," Pierre replied with a wide grin. "It was a gift from a very satisfied customer. She is quite rich, and offered the fabric to me as way of a thank you. How she acquired it, I did not ask, but I have little doubt of its quality."
"Really," Kasumi said in surprise. "I mean no offense, but I would not think a shop in a local mall would be frequented by such people."
Pierre waved his hand dismissively. "Non Madam, you are correct. You see, this is but one establishment I own. I have another store uptown."
"Oh, I see. But... why are you here then?"
Pierre looked around for a second then leaned in close to Kasumi to whisper. "Frankly, they are snobs! I can't stand to be around most of them for any length of time. They talk down to you, and generally consider themselves superior. Bah, who needs them? Moi, I much prefer these surroundings where I can deal with the people on an equal level. Besides, I can pay employees to brown-nose for me," he said with a wide joking grin.
Kasumi smiled back in understanding as Pierre returned to the previous subject. "Anyway, it is very a special fabric, and I was looking for the perfect application for it. I heard you were a martial artist and it just came to me. It is perfect for you."
Kasumi once again examined the arm of the gi in wonderment. "Isn't it expensive?"
"Oh, most likely, but I got it for free. So, now I give this to you."
"Oh, I couldn't possibly-"
"Non... non... non... I will not accept that answer. Besides," Pierre said, and directed Kasumi's eyes to where Shampoo was currently examining a red dress intently. "I think your... friend would like something as well. I do believe the purchase of a few garments would be adequate compensation."
Kasumi smiled, "She's really more than a friend." Pierre nodded knowingly, but dismissed the topic. "You are too kind, Pierre."
"Well, not entirely. The fabric is free, but I'm afraid I must ask something in payment for the labor. You wouldn't believe the trouble I had cutting that stuff. Still, I will charge you only my standard customization fee, as we agreed."
Kasumi bowed to the tailor in thanks. "Thank you."
"Mademoiselle, it is no trouble at all. Now, if you'll excuse me for a moment, I have to see to your lady friend." Kasumi nodded, and let Pierre tend to Shampoo, while she returned to examining herself in the mirror.
It is really quite nice, and if it is as strong as he makes it out to be it should last longer than most my training clothes, she thought. Suddenly Kasumi sensed something. Spinning on her heel, she examined the store and those within, the feeling of foreboding growing. However, nothing was to be seen. Besides Shampoo and Pierre, only two other women were in the shop. The closest was a red-haired girl, slightly older than Shampoo. The other looked to be an older brunette. Both were looking over various racks of clothing, and neither seemed threatening. Still the feeling remained.
What is this- Kasumi thought then felt a prick at the back of her neck. Holding the spot, Kasumi spun around again, running on the assumption it was an attack. However, no one was to be seen. She was about to turn again when a slight distortion appeared in the mirror. What- is all Kasumi managed to think before a new feeling washed over her.
It began from her neck, a sort of burning from within accompanied by pain. The feeling spread quickly, causing her muscles to tense as it shot down her arms and legs. Even her vision began to distort, shifting to the red. Only two seconds into the strange attack, and Kasumi felt like she wanted to explode, or just tear everything around her apart. Finally, though, as suddenly as it started, Kasumi felt weakness wash over her. Her eyes drooped, limbs sagged, and she felt herself falling. The last thing she heard was her name being called out then all went black.
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"Kasumi! Kasumi!" Shampoo's voice repeated again until finally her eyes opened. Kasumi found herself lying on the floor of Pierre's shop. Overlooking her were Shampoo, Pierre, and the red-haired girl Kasumi had noticed earlier, all looking quite concerned. "Kasumi, is you okay?"
Kasumi let strength return to her body and nodded. "I believe so. What happened?"
"You fainted," the red-head answered before anyone else could.
"Yes. Fortunately, this young lady managed to catch you before you fell," Pierre explained. "Do you feel well enough to stand?"
Nodding, Kasumi sat up slowly. "Yes, I think I'm alright now." She barely got the words out before she found Shampoo hugging her tightly.
"Shampoo so worried," the Amazon said, causing Kasumi to return the embrace for a moment to reassure her.
"I'm fine now, really," Kasumi said as she held Shampoo then looked back up at the red-haired young woman who was nervously looking off to the side and ruffling her hair. "Thank you, miss..."
"Uh... Ranko," she replied, looking back at Kasumi.
"Thank you, Ranko. I... You look familiar, have we met before?"
Suddenly far more nervous, Ranko diverted her face to look up at the roof and shook her head. "Oh, nonono... this is the first time... yep. Well, since you're okay now, I'll just be going. Places to be and all. Bye!"
Pierre, Shampoo, and Kasumi all watched dumbstruck as the girl quickly departed. "Strange girl," Kasumi commented at last as she stood up with Shampoo's aid.
No one noticed the oddly human shaped distortion in the mirror turn and depart in the opposite direction. Instead, Shampoo helped Kasumi to stand, and the two finished their business and decided to head home.
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The day was coming to a close, but for the three fathers currently in residence at the Tendo home, it was still a time for discussion. The three had been talking all day. The speech ranged from calm discourse to heated yelling matches. Much of the latter was now in the past, and the threesome was engaged in more of the former. To Ukyo, this was bad news.
Currently she was sitting on the stone wall that surrounded the home, looking into the common room, watching the three men speak. Nodoka came in and out every so often, but it was clear she had little sway in the discussions. So, it seemed, Ukyo's fate was in the hands of three men, none of which she had any respect for.
"They still at it," Ranma asked as he walked up, causing Ukyo to start.
"Ranma! I didn't notice you."
Ranma shrugged and joined Ukyo on the wall. "The old man has been teaching me some better stealth techniques. Personally, knowing him, I doubt he uses them for anything good."
"Probably," Ukyo replied with a nervous smiled then quickly looked away.
"So... uh... managed to hear anything?"
"No, not really," Ukyo replied slowly, trying to keep her tension out of her voice.
Silence ensued. Ranma made several aborted attempts to say something, before finally giving up and pulling out the letter from his pocket.
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Ukyo was still looking off at the common room so she did not notice, giving Ranma time to consider. After a few seconds he handed the letter to her.
Ukyo looked down at the letter in confusion then back over at Ranma. "You... read it?"
"Yeah, I-"
"Oh Ranma!" Ukyo cried out as she hugged him. "I'm so glad you're not angry with me."
"I didn't say-" Ranma began to reply, but was cut off as Ukyo kissed him. The shock of this obliterated what Ranma was thinking as he just let the girl have her way. After a moment, he even began to enjoy it. That is until she began to lick his face.
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Ranma shook his head quickly to banish the daydream. What am I thinking? Why would she start licking me? he asked himself with another shake of the head. Ranma eyed the letter that was still in his hands. Come on man, just do it already. Nodding, he looked over at Ukyo and said, "Ukyo... I... ah... found this letter."
Ukyo looked back at Ranma in confusion then down at the letter he was holding. It took a few seconds for her to recognize it, but when she did, all the blood drained from her face. "H... how..."
"It was in your clothes that I found. You didn't know?"
"I forgot," Ukyo said, and looked into Ranma's eyes, ready to cry. "You read it then?"
"Yes," Ranma answered.
Ukyo's reaction was immediate. First she withdrew, fearing she would be yelled at, but then she jumped to her feet, and frantically began to talk. "Ranma, you have to let me explain."
"You did, in the letter," Ranma said without rising.
"I did? Oh, yeah, right, I did... You're not mad at me?"
Ranma remained silent for a moment while he pondered the question. "Maybe a little," he replied honestly then looked up at her. "I don't enjoy being tricked, but really, it's not that big a deal."
Ukyo remained standing in shock, not sure whether to except what she just heard as some product of another dream, or reality. "I... you did read the part about Ryouko, right?"
"Of course I did," Ranma replied a bit impatiently. "Would ya sit down already. I'm not going to bite you. You might bite back," he said with a weak grin. At Ukyo's expression, he ducked his head, and said, "Sorry. I'm a bit nervous too," he confessed.
Another moment passed, but finally Ukyo obeyed and sat down next to him. Her nervousness had not diminished in the least, despite Ranma's confession, and weak attempt at lightening the mood. "Look, Ukyo, I'll be honest with you. I sort of had it figured out a while back."
"You did?" Ukyo asked in even more shock.
"The hair was a big give-away. That Ryouko showed up at about the same time as you, and didn't like Kasumi either clinched it. I was a little surprised when you didn't transform that one time. You almost had me convinced I was wrong but when Kasumi and Frost disappeared that same day then returned with Herb it made sense. But I... I guess I just never let myself really think about it till now." Ranma paused and looked over at Ukyo for some sort of response, but she was simply too stunned to say anything. "Did you mean to send that letter?"
"Well I... I had put it in the mailbox... then I... chickened out," Ukyo answered, hanging her head. "I... really tried to tell you. I just couldn't... bear the thought that you might hate. After the way you talked about Sasuke, I was sure you would hate me."
Ranma waved off her concern. "It's more than Sasuke's tricks. It's how pathetic and obvious they are. It's insulting. Of course, I've come to the conclusion he's a total incompetent so I don't really hate him either."
"Oh," was all Ukyo could think to say.
Another moment of silence passed, and Ranma looked off at the adults. "Look, the way I figure, since Pop seems perfectly fine with me marrying Kasumi and Shampoo already, he'll probably end up putting you into the deal now too."
"What?"
"Hey, I didn't say I liked it..." Ranma said without thinking, and immediately realized his bad timing of words. "I mean, that's not to say I don't like you... or Kasumi, or anyone... I mean. Ah hell. What I mean is that I want to make the choice on this sort of thing myself, and they seem determined to make the choice for us. I'm sure you don't want that, do you?" Ranma asked. A few seconds of silence passed, causing Ranma to look over at Ukyo questioningly. "Ukyo?"
"I... No, of course not," she answered, but not at all convincingly.
"Hey, don't go getting the idea that I love you something, okay? I mean, ah... I hate this. It's not that I couldn't love you, or that I don't like you or anything... I just... you know what I mean?" Ranma asked, desperately seeking some way to extricate himself from the verbal pit he was digging himself into.
"Yeah... I know what you mean. I just... I lo-"
"So, you don't mind being married to Kasumi?" Ranma cut in to ask.
Ukyo train of thought derailed at the mention of her rival's name, and a look a total disgust crossed her face. "I most certainly am not going to marry that... that... woman," she replied with a clenched fist.
"Well then, we have a slight problem then."
"Oh... right," she replied in understanding then bit her lip as she pondered the dilemma.
"Oh, that's another thing. Are you really sure Kasumi gave you this curse on purpose? I know she did, but I just can't see her doing it deliberately."
"I'm positive... mostly..." Ukyo relented at seeing Ranma's expression change to disappointment. "I saw her myself."
"I'm not disputing that. I don't think she even disputes that. I'm just saying that maybe you should listen to her side of things. Come on, Ukyo. If my guess is right, she helped you to get that ladle thing undone. Would she really have done that if she's as evil as you seem to make her out to be?"
"I... don't know," Ukyo replied honestly.
Ranma nodded. "That's something, I guess. I think you're just seeing things that aren't there. Just promise me you get along with her for a while, okay?"
Ukyo hesitated, but finally nodded.
"Thanks, Ukyo. I'm sure you won't regret it."
Ukyo nodded and smiled, but to herself she thought, Sure, I'll get along, but I'm not taking my eye off her for a second.
"Come on. Let's see if we can say something to those three before they start deciding on a date." Ranma dropped down from the wall and began to head over to the common room. Ukyo hesitated a moment, still uncertain just what was worse, being married to Kasumi, or Ranma being out of reach. However, after a second she concluded that either way, she wanted a say in the matter. She decided on which was the less of the two evils later.
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Back at the San Cheng Huang, Shampoo watched Kasumi sleep from the door to their room. After their return from the tailor's, Cologne had examined Kasumi, but found nothing wrong, and had recommended some extra rest. Still, Shampoo was worried. She stood there for several minutes until the sound of a staff bouncing up the stairs caught her attention, and she looked behind her to see her great grandmother approaching.
"Come now, child, standing there worrying isn't going to change a thing. Kasumi is in good health."
"Then why she faint?" Shampoo asked with a frown.
Cologne stopped next to her great granddaughter and shook her head. "I'm not precisely sure. Perhaps she tapped more resources that we originally thought. I doubt it is anything to be worried about. In a day or so she'll be in tip-top shape as usual. Come, leave her to rest."
Shampoo reluctantly nodded and followed Cologne back downstairs. "Shampoo, there is another matter."
"Yes, Great Grandmother?"
"I will have to return to the village on a more permanent basis fairly soon."
Shampoo looked startled. "But why?"
Cologne shrugged. "You know how that place is. You leave it for two minutes and everyone is bickering over petty issues or planning their own little schemes to seize a bit more power. It is nothing serious at the moment, and I don't wish to alarm you. I can still stay some months without worry. But, your troubles with Kasumi are largely resolved, and it will be up to you two to solve the rest. My time would be better spent tending to my official duties back home than staying here and looking over your shoulders constantly."
"Shampoo understand," the Amazon replied with a slight saddened look.
"Good. Still, I don't plan on leaving just yet. There are still a few matters to attend. I suppose I should start by heading over to the Tendo residence and make our voice heard before those male oafs make some stupid decisions."
"Will Kasumi have to marry Ukyo, Great Grandmother?"
"Have to, no. Will she, I'm not sure. Her options are limited. Our laws are exacting and she is as bound to them now as you are. If there was some way I could nullify the challenge I would, but it appears to have been a fair duel. Still, don't worry so much. Even if Kasumi does marry Ukyo, it is only a title they share. It would not likely affect the nature of their relationship which is far from loving." Shampoo nodded in understanding just as the phone rang. "Get that, would you?"
Nodding once again, Shampoo rushed over to the phone while Cologne cleaned up a few things in the kitchen. She stopped, however, when she noticed Shampoo voice rise as she argued with the person on the other end of the line.
"What is the problem?"
"Stupid girl say she want delivery," Shampoo replied, covering the phone with her hand. "Shampoo say we not open, but she no go away."
After looking around the kitchen for a second, Cologne replied, "Just take the order, Shampoo. You have time."
Shampoo frowned, thinking to herself, Maybe, but I want to be with Kasumi. However, she relented and returned to the phone.
Cologne smiled in amusement at the younger girl's irritation then headed for the door. "I'll be back shortly. Remember Makoto will be returning tonight, so don't lock up."
"Shampoo know, Great Grandmother," she replied as she set to work on the Ramen noodles, allowing Cologne to leave.
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What a week I'm having, Selene thought bitterly to herself as she poured over the tome laid out in front of here. The thought was well justified. With Akane gone to the hot springs, Selene was basically forced to stay with Frost, and every moment was hell. And, of course, Frost was enjoying every minute of the torture she was putting her familiar through. I will get back at you, Frost. I swear it! It is just a matter of time and the right circumstances. You just wait.
The idea was modestly comforting, but as each day passed, she was becoming more and more accepting of her fate. Frost had put Shampoo and Kasumi out of reach, apparently forever. Selene had not even dared go see either for fear of having a stray thought that may trigger the love magic within her, which given her current gender and species would no doubt target someone completely inappropriate. Selene shivered every time she even thought about the possibilities.
Still, the time had given her some new insights, including the book in front of her. Realizing that she could not rely on returning to normal anytime soon, she had decided to research this new status of hers and had discovered a few interesting things. One was that she now could read the magical scriptures within Frost's magic tomes as easily as the young Amazon magus could. To an untrained and ungifted eye the writing would be nothing more than gibberish, but for Selene they were as clear as any writing in her native language. She also discovered she had a newfound sense for magic. It was little developed, but she could every now and then feel the energies around her, just as she could feel danger before. It was not much consolation for her current predicament, but it was better than nothing.
"You still reading that thing?" Frost asked as she entered, but Selene ignored her. "If you're looking for some escape, I could save you the trouble, because there is none."
"No, that's not what I was looking for," Selene muttered back in response.
"Then what?"
"Why should I tell you?" she asked in irritation.
"Fine, be that way," the magus shot back, and grabbed a book of her own to look over. Several minutes passed in silence before she spoke again. "Try chapter 32."
Selene looked back at Frost in confusion. The magus did not return the look, instead hiding her face in her book as she lay on her bed. Frowning, the cat returned to the tome, and out of morbid curiosity turned to the chapter. Once she read through the first paragraph, she nearly fell over in shock.
"Okay, what's the catch?" Selene asked, turning back to Frost.
"Whatever do you mean?"
"You never help me out of the goodness of your heart, so what's up? This will do something bad, won't it?"
"Depends on your definition of bad," Frost replied, still hidden behind her book.
Selene sneered, but what she had just found was too good to just let go. She returned to the tome and read the paragraph over again:
'As has been seen in the previous chapters, the familiar carries with it many powers. Up to this point we have only dealt with those powers which are passive in nature, but these are not the only abilities a familiar may use. Properly trained, a familiar can access greater powers, including limited magic use, invisibility, or even polymorphing. Of course, these take great time and training.'
Selene stopped to contain her excitement. Polymorphing. She recognized the term from another tome she had read: The ability to change shape. If it's true, I could... I could be my old self again, without the cure. She pondered this with great trepidation. "Come on, damn it, tell me! What's the catch? There has to be something!"
Sighing, Frost put down her book. "You could just read it yourself, you know. But, since you're being so annoying about it... Shape shifting consumes a lot of energy. You could only maintain the form for a short time. Beyond that, you're a girl. Gender switching is not possible with your limited powers. Plus, there are other limitations on how precise you can change. Most your basic features would stay the same, like hair color for instance."
"Damn!" Selene cursed.
Frost let out a laugh and returned to her book.
Limited time, and I'd still be a girl. Blast it all! Still, I could at least be human for a while. Oh... that would be so nice. I'm so sick of this body, she thought then looked back up at the book. It was worth it, even for just a momentary partial reprieve.
As Selene started to read on, she heard the loud clank of the front door. Hearing it, the cat cast Frost a look, wondering why the magus had yet to change the door back to something more appropriate for a doctor's office. It was still shaped like something out of a European castle and was very much out of place. Still, no one had the courage, it seemed, to ask her to fix it. However, any thought of asking the magus about the matter herself was forgotten when she heard Shampoo call out for Frost, her voice sounding as if it were choked with tears.
Immediately Frost shot to her feet and rushed out the door, and Selene followed as far as the doorway and peered out. She found Frost paralyzed as Shampoo hugged and cried against the smaller girl's shoulder. What the heck happened to Shampoo? Selene thought with boiling anger, an anger that clearly Frost was sharing in as the seconds passed. Unfortunately from where Selene was she could only make out the most minimal of what was being said, but it was clear Shampoo was very upset. Damn it! What is going on? the cat thought in frustration as she strained to hear.
Suddenly, Frost reached her limit and, holding Shampoo by the arms, asked her something. Shampoo appeared to hesitate a moment, but then mutely nodded. Frost returned the nod and lead Shampoo to a nearby examination room. Finally she rushed back to her room, almost stepping on Selene as she passed.
"What's happening? Why's Shampoo so upset? TELL ME!" Selene exclaimed as she followed after the magus. Frost ignored her for a moment, instant frantically gathering several things. "Well?"
Frost stopped, took several long, heavy breaths that did little to calm her then looked back at her familiar. "That... Bastard... he... I... he..." Frost stuttered in anger then took another breath to compose herself before finally getting out, "he... raped her!"
Needless to say, the reason for Frost's anger became all too obvious, and Selene suddenly felt sick with fury. "Who?" she asked, with various slow and painful means of ending the fiend's life running thru her mind.
"Who do you think? That bastard Kasumi!" Frost answered, nearly yelling then returned to gathering her things.
For Selene's part, anger was replaced by bewilderment. Kasumi... raped Shampoo? This has to be some sort of sick joke. Kasumi would never... Selene thought then looked back out the doorway to where Shampoo had been standing and crying just seconds earlier. But Shampoo said... This is impossible.
"I'm going to fry that scum... I'm going to tear his heart out... I'm... AGH!" Frost screamed out as she finished collecting her things and started for the door, only to have Selene cut her off. "OUT OF THE WAY!"
"Wait, think about this! There has to be some kind of mistake!"
"Shampoo told me herself, now get out of the way! Anyone who stands between me and that raping slime will be joining him in the abyss!" Frost threatened, her eye's glowing intensely red. The threat and fury in Frost's look made Selene step aside, and the magus rushed out the door. However, she stopped and looked back at Selene. "I order you to stay here. I won't have you protecting him." Without further word, Frost closed the door, and left the building, leaving Selene trapped inside.
It... just... can't be true, she thought.
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Far across the district, Shampoo stood outside a large darkened building, a fresh order of Ramen at her side. She checked the address she had noted on a piece of paper for correctness then banged once more on the door, but received no answer. Stupid prank calls, she thought with a growl.
End Chapter 30
Well, that concludes things for this chapter. Special thanks as always go to T. H. Tiger for creative assistance in writing this thing, and all my other pre-readers. Later.