A Scary Thought

by Derekloffin

What happens when Kasumi is the one coming back from a training trip rather than Ranma? Well, read on to find out. Chapter 33 new content not on my webpage yet.

32. Chapter 32: Setting the stage

Ranma 1/2

A Scary Thought

Chapter 32

Ranko was now of the considered opinion that she had landed herself in some kind of twisted altered-reality where things were just a little off, yet strangely familiar. Of course, as she kept having to remind herself, that was exactly what had happened and it was no dream. Now visitor of at least two different worlds, Ranko was finding the latest the strangest. Certainly most of that was due to her being here the longest, but certain elements were just so jarring to her established assumptions that it was taking a lot of getting used to.

First and foremost among those jarring changes was Kasumi Tendo. Where Ranko had come from, Kasumi and an unimposing figure, ever cheerful and optimistic. She always seemed to brighten the room up a little bit when she entered, but in general she was not a person you made a big deal about. In truth, the Kasumi Ranko once knew was little more than a background fixture most the time and not someone Ranko ever gave much serious consideration.

Not so with this Kasumi. Comparing the two was not like comparing night and day to be sure, but there were some striking differences which went well beyond the simple matter of Kasumi being proficient in the martial arts. She still had that cheerful smile, but she did not display it nearly as often. Instead, she seemed more introspective than Ranko was used to, as well as having an odd, and seemingly contradictory, capability of understanding nearly anything, but at other times being utterly oblivious to what should be obvious.

Unlike the old Kasumi, this Kasumi was the center of everyone's attention it seemed. Whether directly or indirectly, nearly everyone Ranko once knew, and even many Ranko never knew, were tied to Kasumi. Ranma was Kasumi's fiance. Ukyo was Kasumi's rival. Kuno was Kasumi's suitor as were Ryoga and Herb apparently. It went on and on like that, and from Ranko's point of view it was very strange. She was used to being the center of attention, but in this world she was just another one of the girls.

What was even stranger to Ranko was finding herself inexplicably linked to Kasumi too. Here, probably one of the few women in Ranko's old life that she rarely ever dealt with was now the person she was dealing with the most. In a way it made Ranko wonder if there was some cosmic significance to this, if somehow Kasumi had some bizarre karma thing going that just attracted others to her in this world. And, if such was the case, did that mean in her former world Ranko had some similar thing going on? However, in the end, Ranko dismissed these philosophical thoughts, deeming them too metaphysical to be considered.

Oh, and who could forget this one little detail: Kasumi was married to Shampoo. Not engaged, not being fonded over, married. And what was even more startling was that both girls were not only fully aware of the situation they were in, but perfectly happy with it. This particular change had been one of the harder ones to swallow. Ranko had been warned not to mess in that particular affair, and she was glad she had been. She had no doubt she would have interpreted things incorrectly and possibly tried to 'fix' things when in fact neither girl considered anything 'broken'.

In fact, both girls were very happy with this arrangement. That rarer Kasumi smile was much more common when Shampoo was about, and the only time Ranko could remember Shampoo quite so happy was during her last cross-dimensional excursion when the amazon was reunited with her fiancé in that world, who also happened to be Ranko's counterpart. This was particularly evident when Ranko had gone to get the amazon during Kasumi's little confrontation with Frost. It took about 6 firemen to hold Shampoo back from rushing into the burning remains of the restaurant to look for Kasumi, who thankfully wasn't there. She had never seen the amazon so worried, nor so relieved and thankful to hear Kasumi was safe. On top of everything else she had seen that had proved to Ranko that this was not something to be messed with.

What perhaps was the most strange about this situation was, that if you took Kasumi out of the picture, Shampoo did not seem any different than the Shampoo Ranko had once known. The old speech pattern. The old hairstyle. Even her whole attitude. They all reminded Ranko of her old Shampoo. In fact, when Kasumi wasn't around, Ranko often found it easy to slip into her old manner with the amazon, which naturally this Shampoo found puzzling.

However, where it was easy to make this mistake with Shampoo, Kodachi was a completely different matter. Ranko had only run into the gymnast a few times, but those few encounters had made it abundantly clear that this was not the Kodachi of old. Oh, she didn't look much different, but where the looks were the same, the attitude was another matter. Mischief rather than mayhem seemed to be this Kodachi's way. In fact, whereas the old Kodachi tended to creep Ranko out, Ranko instead found herself warming up to this one.

As to Kodachi's brother, Ranko's jury was still out on him. He had numerous very obvious signs of being no different, but there were more subtle signs that he was. She had still yet to peg it down, but he did not come off to her as quite the nuisance as the version she was used to did. Of course, Ranko often thought that may simply be because he had not turned his attentions to her, but she was not sure that was all of it.

Then came two people Ranko knew well, for different reasons: Akane and Ranma. Akane acting as Kodachi's friend was an initial shocker but quickly understood when the gymnast's new attitude became clear. She was still pining over Tofu in this world, and in place of her little P-chan she instead had her little C-chan, which, unfortunately for Ranko, was a cat. Other than those modest differences, Akane seemed little different from her other self, save perhaps having a slightly more easy going attitude. Although, relative to her other self, that wasn't saying much.

As for Ranma, Ranko couldn't help but measure him up next to herself, being her counterpart and all. His martial arts had clearly suffered in this world, although he was still probably one of the most formidable fighters around. His constant fights with Akane were par for the course, although thanks to Akane's easier attitude they rarely ended quite as badly as Ranko's once did with her Akane. But, one thing was definitely missing between the two, that feeling. Ranko had avoided this world's Akane because of that feeling, scared it just might come out. This Ranma, however, looked to be still undecided in his relationships.

All this was interesting, but as the days passed by, Ranko was finding it increasingly easy to view these new versions of old friends as the norm rather than the ab-norm. Together with many of the new faces that Ranko still had yet to acquaint herself with yet, this was looking like a nice place to set down some roots. Of course, to set roots, one needed a home, and the girls' dormitory was to be Ranko's.

A week ago these plans had been set out, and today was Ranko's first day in the new place. The building was totally new to this world, which was only natural as it was built as a consequence of Kasumi's new abilities and job. This, along with the fact that nearly everyone in the dorm was a new face to Ranko meant that as she came to rest her bags at the front door to the facility, Ranko was feeling more than a little nervous.

"Ranko!" one such new face called out in greeting as Ranko entered. Ranko had in fact already met her earlier, but only briefly and had yet really to get to know the girl. One thing Ranko immediately noticed, she felt kind of tiny next to her.

"Makoto, right?" Ranko as the girl came over to her.

"Yeah, that's me. Kasumi asked me to show you around," Makoto replied with a nod and smile and grabbed one of Ranko's bags. "Really, there's not much to it. T.V. room is over there. We share it, so if there's anything particular you want to watch make sure to book the time, although there doesn't seem to be much trouble with that. Kitchen is at the end of the hall, and the laundry room is right next to it," she explained as she lead Ranko to a set of stairs and up. "There's a washroom and shower on each floor. Ms. Mizuno's room is at the end here. There's the study room, and the main closet should you need any extra bedding or such, and that's about it. The rest are just our rooms." The pair stopped in front of one particular door. "And this is yours. You sure you want Ukyo as your roommate?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, she's a bit... Oh, never mind. But, if you want to switch, you can come join me. I got my room all to myself so I don't mind," Makoto answered as she showed Ranko into the room. "Doesn't look like Ukyo is in."

"Thanks," Ranko said as she entered, placing her bags next to the open bed. "So, you've been living with Kasumi up till now?"

"Pretty much. I was helping out with the restaurant. I hope they get it fixed soon. I don't mind the break, but it's kind of dull around here after school sometimes."

Ranko smiled back knowingly and nodded. "Yeah, I bet."

"Okay then, if you need anything just call. I got to get ready to go. You should too," Makoto said with a brief wave then headed off to her room across the hall.

Ranko sat on the bed for a moment, thinking then began bouncing up and down slightly on the mattress. Hmmm... Not used to this. I always sleep on the floor, she thought then turned her attention to Ukyo's side of the room. The chef's side was rather spartan at the moment, barely having any signs of being lived in at all. Ranko had yet to meet Ukyo, but she had gathered together enough to come to the conclusion Ukyo was much rougher than the Ukyo Ranko was familiar with. Finally, Ranko shrugged, putting the thoughts aside for the moment, and gathered together some fresh clothes and headed over to the shower.

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Across town at the Kuno mansion, Kasumi was in a rather chipper mood. Despite recent events, namely her home burning to the ground, and an attempted assassination by Frost, all was quite well. The San Cheng Huang was already in the midst of reconstruction, and the new establishment promised to be something to behold. In the meantime, Kasumi, along with Shampoo and Cologne, were staying with the Kuno's which, so far, had not been the disaster some had been predicting.

Tatewaki had managed to largely restrain himself, thanks in part, no doubt, to some evil looks from Shampoo whenever he didn't. The biggest worry had been Kodachi and Shampoo; Kasumi's amazon bride had still yet to truly forgive the gymnast for trying to muscle in on Kasumi, regardless of the fact that Kodachi did not know the truth of Kasumi's identity at the time. Thankfully, Kodachi appeared to have enough foresight to know this would be an issue and avoided Shampoo most the time, and when that wasn't possible, simply avoided aggravating her. After a few days of tension, Shampoo seemed to finally let the enmity drop and things went fairly smoothly.

Right now, Kasumi was taking a brief respite before heading off to school, and using the time to meditate. The principal had been mysteriously absent for the last several days, and Kasumi had a growing bad feeling that he was planning something. Still, she had extracted from him the promise to give her veto privilege on any new school rules, so she was uncertain exactly what he could do. That did not make the feeling go away, though.

"Any luck?" Cologne asked, causing Kasumi to open her eyes to see the elder balanced on her staff at the doorway to Kasumi and Shampoo's room.

"Pardon?"

"Relocating your center. You've been trying for some weeks now."

"Oh," Kasumi acknowledged then shook her head in reply. "I feel it. It is like it is just out of my reach, but it seems closer than before."

Cologne nodded in understanding then smiled. "Nothing to be worried about. I am still somewhat surprised you managed it at all at your age. It will come in time. That is one thing about it, it cannot be forced."

"True," Kasumi conceded as she got to her feet. "Elder, Shampoo told me you plan on leaving soon."

"Did she?" Cologne wondered idly then shrugged. "Well, she was right, although I did say I was in no particular rush to do so." The elder again smiled as she noticed a concerned look on Kasumi's face. "Come now, I can't be babysitting you forever. I have matters of my own to attend, as I'm sure you're aware."

"It's just... with Ukyo... and there is still so much more I can learn," Kasumi explained.

"There is little I can do about Ukyo. You chose to take her as your mate, understandable given the options. Unfortunately, she seems little interested in my advice. Perhaps you can get Ranma to impress upon her the importance of adhering to the Amazon laws. Beyond that, there is not much I can recommend," Cologne explained, and motioned for Kasumi to join her in a walk.

"As for your training, you have come remarkably far in a very short time. Your chi-control is excellent, and you've mastered some very advanced techniques already. You have shown that can go quite far with merely the scrolls I provide."

"Still, it is not the same as actual training with someone," Kasumi pointed out.

"Indeed. However, for particulars it will do in my absence. I think what you need most is knowledge of some fundamentals which you can mold as you see fit. In that regard, I plan to give you more than a few lessons before I depart. In truth, I think you may find yourself beyond my ability in not so short a time," Cologne admitted, and cut off a protest from Kasumi. "Such is only natural. Oh, I have many a trick you will not know for some time, but these small matters rarely matter in overall effectiveness. It is good that my great granddaughter found you."

Mention of Shampoo caused Kasumi to involuntarily smile and blush.

"Speaking of your training, now that everything here seems to be settled for the moment, we should get some done," Cologne said, gaining a nod from Kasumi.

"I'm ready," Kasumi replied.

"Good, then we'll begin after school today, no sense in further delay. Your chi-control has progressed to the point that I think you are ready for some more advanced lessons." The pair stopped just outside Tatewaki training room to hear the boy practicing, bringing a frown to the elder's face. "Of course, these young suitors of yours could use some pointers themselves."

"Ranma is progressing, I think," Kasumi offered. "His father, and grandfather Happosai's training seems to have improved his abilities substantially."

"Then you favor him then?" Cologne asked with an upraised eyebrow.

Kasumi looked away, uncertain. "I don't know. He is nice, but then so are the others. They fight so often I have had little chance to even compare them properly. And Shampoo, she is completely uninterested in all of them. To be honest, I could not marry any of them now, not unless Shampoo could be happy with them."

"Indeed," Cologne agreed with a nod. "And should the matter be forced? Ukyo is, after all, of her own mind on the subject."

Kasumi looked down at the floor, pensive. "I could not accept such a marriage, even if it means I have to live as a man."

Cologne nodded, but smiled. "Let us ensure it does not come to that." Kasumi looked up and shared the elder's smile of optimism. Yes, great granddaughter, you have caught yourself quite the woman here. Perhaps it is time to ensure you get an equally worthy husband as well, she thought. Nodding slightly to herself, unnoticed by Kasumi, Cologne began making a few plans.

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Back at the girls' dormitory, Ranko was currently enjoying her first true warm shower. It was incredibly weird. Despite all the little hardships she had gone through, the one funny thing was she had never been able to douse herself in hot water as a girl. She kept expecting to change into a boy, but of course that ability was now gone, replaced with her immunity to magic. Although she had many a hot shower as a boy, the sensation seemed somehow different as a girl.

Just my imagination, Ranko assured herself as put her face in stream of water and tried to relax. It's funny, I've been trapped in this form before, but this time feels so different. Probably because it's final, but still... Maybe something more happened? Somehow, I just don't feel the same as I expected. Ranko shook away the thought as currently unanswerable, and turned to wash her hair. She had been making a concerted effort to grow it out, to put as much of the identity of 'Ranma' behind her. However, given how little time had passed nothing much had changed. When Kasumi nearly recognized her, she had realized this. Now, she had rid herself of the pigtail, opting instead for a loose ponytail. A quick trip to the local hairdresser had further changed the style making her look far more distinct from her old self. She didn't know whether it was that simple change or that combined with everything else around her, but somehow, unlike the other times, she didn't feel so trapped.

As Ranko continued to relax, she heard a pair of feet against the tiled floor. Her eyes shot open just in time to see a completely naked Ukyo walk by, bound for a nearby shower stall. Ranko immediately diverted her attention, concealing her anxiety as best she could. However, the brief feeling apparently caught the chef's attention.

"What's your problem?" Ukyo asked, almost in challenge.

"Nothing," Ranko offered lamely then amended, "You just surprised me, is all."

Ranko could feel Ukyo eying her for a long moment, before finally the other girl huffed and went on her way, causing Ranko to let out a long sigh of relief. The other shower started, and Ranko could hear Ukyo go through a quick wash down. Maybe I better get out of here before I blow it, she thought and moved to turn off the tap.

"Where do you know Kasumi from?"

Ranko swallowed nervously, quickly reviewing her story over in her head before answering. "Kasumi went to the same school as me."

"Really?" Ukyo asked. Ranko found herself unsure whether it was a simple prompt to continue, or a question born of skepticism.

"Yeah, she was a senior when I got there."

"Oh, so how is it she didn't know you?"

"Well, she wouldn't. I didn't talk to her much. She was just... sort of an idol of mine."

"Is that so?"

"Uh-huh. I studied her style and everything," Ranko explained, hoping Ukyo bought it.

A long moment of silence passed before Ukyo responded. "You should have picked yourself a better role model." Feeling the conversation had been brought to a close, Ranko turned off her shower and headed quickly out of the room, covering herself with a towel.

Back in her room, she got dressed in her newly acquired school uniform. Ranko would have preferred not to wear it, but Kasumi had been insistent. It was, however, a small matter, so Ranko paid it little mind as she finished her preparations for school just as Ukyo entered the room. Fortunately, the other girl had chosen to dress herself in the bathroom and was merely finishing with her hair as she entered. "So, what are you doing here, anyway?" Ukyo asked as she too began final preparations for school.

"Wandering for the most part."

"Don't you have a home?"

"No," Ranko replied, putting on just the right amount of hesitation to hopeful make it sound like a bad subject. Ukyo apparently took it for that and dropped the matter, letting Ranko go. "See you at school Uc-chan," Ranko said and cringed the moment she said it.

"What?" Ukyo exclaimed, giving Ranko a very un-amused look.

"Sorry. A girl I knew once was called Ukyo too. Always used to call her that," Ranko quickly explained.

Ukyo huffed again. "Yeah, well, just don't be calling me that."

"Right, no problem," Ranko replied and rushed from the room, once again sighing in relief. Man, I feel like I just dodged an oncoming bull. Maybe staying with Makoto would have been better, she thought to herself then dismissed the consideration. No, maybe this is a good thing. It will keep reminding me how this world is different.

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Back up in her room, Ukyo finished with her hair, and gave Ranko's bed a short look. That girl is a lousy liar, Ukyo thought with a frown. Not that I care. She can have her little secrets, as long as she stays out of my business. Nodding to herself, she got up and headed out at a more leisurely pace.

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Selene sighed to herself as she arrived at Dr. Tofu's. Another day, another bit of torture, she thought idly to herself as she entered. At least Akane treats me better. This whole thing is getting really intolerable. You'd think she'd be appreciative that I backed her up, but no. Selene frowned, but continued on inside. It was pretty much the same routine every day. Sleep over at the Tendo's, come over to Tofu's and be miserable. She supposed this is exactly what Frost had in mind when leading her into this trap. Still, Akane had been a very welcome break.

Since learning of Selene's ability to speak, Akane had been wavering back and forth on how to treat her, as a person or as her pet cat. Obviously, for Akane, neither seemed totally appropriate anymore. Selene could sympathize. She hardly knew how to treat herself sometimes. However, despite this one problem, Akane was still a thousand times better to be with than Frost.

One thing Selene was finding increasingly strange and at the same time intriguing was the various conversations she had with the two girls. Frost had continued on with her habit of treating Selene almost like she treated her magical twin, often talking away absently without thought, even occasionally revealing a little tidbit here or there of her inner character. As of this date though, Frost had enough presence of mind to catch herself before going to far. Akane was another matter. To Akane, Selene was a friendly ear, a friendly female ear, and as such Selene was privy to a great deal of Akane's thoughts.

From these two things Selene had managed to piece together that Akane and Frost both were interested in Tofu. Akane was too unsure of herself to admit it to him, and Frost too proud, but it was clear to Selene. It was not overly surprising in Akane's case as Selene had known that for months, even arranging a certain date some time ago. Kodachi had almost taken the blame for that one, but in fact it had been Selene, or rather Mousse, who had sent the letters to get the two together. Of course, it didn't turn out as well as planned. How was he to know at the time that Kasumi and Ranma would have a date at the same place? Mousse had planned on just watching out for Akane that night, but when he saw Ranma with Kasumi, he just couldn't contain himself. If that wasn't bad enough, Shampoo, Frost and Ukyo being there too didn't help matters any. As such, Selene did not deem it necessary to bring up that disaster, and Akane had largely forgotten about the little mystery.

When it came to Frost liking the doctor too, though, that had been a bit of a surprise. The magus so often professed her complete hatred of all things male that finding out she secretly was attracted to the doctor was almost enough to make Selene burst out in laughter. However, this was a valuable piece of info. The doctor seemed to actually be able to reason with Frost in a way no one else appeared able. No doubt this was due to his inhuman levels of patience with the young Magus's attitude. That could be useful. In fact it was so useful, Selene found herself wavering on her opinion on who she wanted the doctor to get together with.

In any case, romantic matters had to wait for the moment. It was time for her daily torture session, namely having to endure Frost until she saw fit to let her go. A few minutes passed as the cat did not find the magus at her usual places of work for that time of the day, and she headed off to the magus's room, finding the door closed. With a clever bit of cat dexterity, Selene jumped up and twisted the knob, allowing her entrance to the room, where she found Frost.

"Are you still asleep?" Selene asked as she entered Frost's room to find the magus buried in her covers, hiding her head. "Don't tell me you got another headache?" she continued then narrowly dodged a thrown pillow.

"Get lost! I'm tired."

Frowning, Selene moved into the room to examine the magus further. "I'm fine with that. Just release me from this stupid spell of yours-"

"I'd sooner toss you into the abyss," Frost retorted as she rolled over and buried her head in her remaining pillow. "Just leave me alone, Mousse. I'm exhausted."

Mousse? Hmm, she doesn't call me that normally, Selene thought idly as she scanned the room, wondering just what the cause of Frost exhaustion was. Nothing immediately presented itself, and Selene didn't much care anyway. It wasn't like she liked coming here, being Frost's effective slave, so if Frost wanted to sleep, that was fine by her.

She was just about to leave when a very startling sight caught her eye, the Kaisuifu. It was fully intact and sitting on the top of one of the shelves. She stifled a gasp, and quickly looked back at the magus to see if she had seen. Instead, the magus had apparently already drifted back to sleep. So, that's why she's so tired. Must have finished fixing it just last night, Selene thought with a devious smile. Well, time to put it to use then.

Giving the magus one last look to ensure herself that she was indeed asleep and not faking, Selene looked up at the kettle in contemplation. Frost had placed it well out of Selene's reach, even counting in her leaping ability. Still, that did not deter the cat as she had been practicing over the last week and she began to concentrate. No better time than the present to try this out, she thought. A moment passed then finally she felt the energies come to the surface. Quickly she molded them, and a few seconds later a newly human Selene rushed quietly over to the shelf to retrieve the artifact and sneak it out.

You're so stupid, Frost. You forgot to order me not to use this, Selene thought with a gleeful smile as she sneaked into a nearby examination room with a working faucet. Now, all I need is some hot water and it's back to normal for me. Well, semi-normal at least, she amended, remembering her locked form was but one of many enchantments she was under, but it was still probably the most annoying.

Selene quickly poured hot water from the tap into the kettle, counting off the seconds, and looking nervously behind her to ensure she had not been discovered. Finished at last, she picked the kettle up, positioned it over her head, and poured. However, much to her dismay, all it did was get her wet. What the heck? Selene thought with a frown then an idea hit her. It's a kettle. Maybe I need to heat the water inside it.

Selene just started to move for the kitchen to test out the theory when she felt a sudden wave of fatigue. Damn it, not already. I just transformed. Despite her protest, she could hold her human form no longer and reverted to cat form, the kettle clattering to the floor as she did. Selene cringed, knowing this would undoubtedly bring her unwanted attention.

"Now, what was that?" Dr. Tofu asked as he came into the room. Selene looked up at him innocently and meowed. "Selene?" the doctor said as he looked down at her and noticed the kettle. He shook his head at the cat, and picked up the kettle. "You need to be more careful, and how did this get in here? Hmmm… don't remember this kettle? Maybe it is mother's?" Tofu wondered aloud to himself as he exited the room, frustrating Selene.

Great, just great, she thought in annoyance, and then headed out in pursuit the doctor. She stopped just outside as she found Cologne had entered and had pulled the doctor to a stop.

"The Kaisuifu?" the doctor repeated.

"Yes," Cologne confirmed as she took the kettle from the doctor. "It seems Frost has finally completed the repairs… although, something doesn't quite feel right." The elder turned the kettle over several times in examination, frowning.

"Oh, yes, I recall Frost working on that now. She was so exhausted this morning I just let her sleep."

"No doubt she used much of her energy to complete the repairs. Thank you doctor, I'll go speak with her." The doctor nodded and headed back on his way, while Selene glared at Cologne. "Oh, Mousse, I suppose you want this."

"Of course I do!"

Cologne shrugged and laid the kettle on the floor. "Go ahead, but I'm afraid it will do you no good."

"What? Why not?" Selene asked as she rushed over to the kettle.

"I sense no magic aura on it. Physically it has been repaired, but its magic is not to be found."

Selene went into a state of shock at this. In disbelief she examined the kettle herself, looking for the aura, but she too found none. "I should have known," she said in defeat as she hung her head.

"Yes, but I wonder what the problem is," Cologne responded as she retrieved the kettle and headed over to Frost's room and entered. "Come child, time to awaken."

Frost moaned in her bed. "But elder, I'm tired," the magus complained, seeming very child like to Selene's ears.

"This will take but a moment," Cologne replied as she turned on the lights, forcing the young amazon to awaken. "I see you have made some progress," she said as she held out the Kaisuifu out to Frost.

Frost nodded sleepily as she sat up in bed. "Yes elder."

"I sense no aura though. What has happened?"

Frost frowned. "I tried charging it, but it needs a lot more power than I expected, about one hundred times my energy."

Cologne sighed as Selene face-faulted. "I was afraid of something like this. So, you can not restore its function?"

"Actually, I was thinking about that, and I figure I can make an energy battery, and charge that up to give me the necessary burst of energy needed to complete the magic on the kettle. The only problem is, it will take me more than three months to charge the battery enough to do it," Frost explained.

Cologne nodded with a grim look on her face. "That is… unfortunate. Herb has already been in his female form for nearly five months already. I doubt even a dragon-kin's mind can withstand the effects much longer. He will not be happy to hear this. Is there no way to speed up the process?"

Frost shrugged. "I only have so much energy. Even that estimate gives that I drain myself dry every day."

"Of course," Cologne said in agreement as she thought. "Another magical energy source is needed, but none are available here." Frost nodded in agreement. After a moment, Cologne shook her head, and handed the kettle to Frost. "The Prince will not like hearing of this."

"I really don't care what he thinks," Frost replied idly as she placed the kettle off to the side and lay back down.

"You should. He is quite angry with you to begin with. This kettle is the main reason he has not moved against you. This will only aggravate him more." Frost merely murmured in response, already half asleep. Cologne frowned at the young magus, but let her inattention slide. She was, after all, drained and was likely not in any shape to be awake anyway. Still, she should not take this so lightly, Cologne thought as she started to move for the door, already pondering how to break this news to the Musk prince. However, a new thought came to her. "Frost, do you have any instant nannichuan lying about?"

"A few packets, why?"

"I need them," Cologne replied. Frost sleepily gestured at a nearby shelf where a box giggled slightly at the motion. Forst moaned with frustration, and moved to get up, but Cologne beat her to it. "Thank you, I'll get them myself. I suggest that you make every effort to repair the Kaisuifu as soon as possible. Use whatever means you can."

Cologne retrieved the box, leaving Selene alone in the room with Frost, the cat glaring at Frost. After a moment, without looking, Frost groaned and rolled over to look at the cat. "What do you want?"

"Were you telling the truth?" the cat demanded.

"Yes," Frost replied tiredly.

"Then I can't change back for three months?" she asked, looking worried.

"Optimistically, yeah. Now, unless you want it to be four months, go away so I can sleep," Frost replied and rolled back over. "Turn the light off when you go."

Selene growled. Three months like this, I can't take that, she thought in despair. After a moment, Selene hung her shoulders and headed out, although with no intention of bothering to switch off the lights. She made it to the door before Frost spoke again.

"If you want it to go any faster, I need someone with some magical energy, and a lot of it."

Selene paused, wondering briefly why Frost was telling her this. "And just where am I supposed to find someone like that?" Selene asked as she came to a stop.

"Well, you obviously know somebody. The one person I thought of that might have enough power is a person who came to see me not that long ago about you. Maybe you know her, Sailor Moon?"

Selene looked back at Frost in surprise. "Sailor Moon? You mean that weird girl everyone around here seems to think is so great. I thought she was some made up character."

"No, she's real," Frost replied in a tired tone as she rolled back over. "She came here asking about you once. She might very well have enough power to charge this thing a lot quicker. If the other Sailor Senshi exist too, all the better. But, I don't know how to contact them." Selene looked off to the side in thought. "Anyway, that's about all that can be done. Get me in contact with her and I just might be able to change you back sooner."

"Yeah, right," Selene replied with skepticism.

"Well, it's either that, or you can stay a cat for the rest of your life. I don't really care either way."

Selene scowled as she looked back at Frost one last time then left the room. Her distrust of Frost soon became a forgotten matter, though, as her thoughts turned to Sailor Moon. Why would this Sailor Moon know anything about me… wait... Selene thought as she touched her forehead with her paw and came to a sudden realization. Could that have been who they were talking about? Selene considered for a moment then nodded to herself, and quickly exited the clinic on her way to the girls' dormitory.

XXXXX

To say Herb was bored was a gross understatement. Over the past week she had come to appreciate the distraction working at the restaurant had offered. Even if it was an affront to her character to act as a servant, particularly a female servant, it was something to keep her busy. Without that, she now had nothing but time, and nothing to do with it.

Well, not quite nothing. In fact, it afforded her a great deal of time to think. Unfortunately, thinking rarely ended up being very productive for the prince. Her thoughts invariably turned to Kasumi, and how she wanted more attention from her desired bride to be. The current situation gave her little time with Kasumi, little more than the morning practice sessions which Herb found far from sufficient. Worse, it gave one of her chief rivals, Tatewaki Kuno, a great deal of access to Kasumi, both at school and at home. That was intolerable.

So, with every moment Herb thought about this, she grew frustrated. She had been forbidden by Kasumi to fight with the others, so Herb was left with nothing to do but sit at the Tendos' and brood. The one thing that kept her from going mad was the thought of getting her male body back, challenging and defeating Ukyo, and finally being married to Kasumi.

It was in such a mood Cologne came into the room to find the young prince, staring off into the yard out through her window. "What do you want?" Herb asked in a challenging tone as the elder amazon entered, not bothering to turn.

Cologne let the insolence slide. "I have some news for you."

"Yes?"

"Frost has nearly completed repairs to the Kaisuifu."

Herb's eyes momentarily went wide in surprise, but then quickly grew suspicious as she turned to the Elder. "Nearly?"

"Yes," Cologne began slowly; realizing Herb had already figured out all was not well. "Unfortunately, the power requirements of restoring its function are very high. To full-fill them she will require some time."

"How much time?" Herb asked, even more suspicious.

Cologne paused. "Three months, but," Cologne quickly added, "that time may be shortened if she can find another power source. As well, I have had an idea that may at least partially deal with your situation."

Herb could let his anger be controlled no more. "Partially? Are you quiet mad, Amazon? I've been in this form-"

"Yes, I know," Cologne cut in to say, losing some of her patience. Herb, however, obligingly remained quiet for a moment, giving Cologne the chance to pull out three small packets. "Do you know what these are?"

Herb got up from where she was sitting and walked over to more closely examine them. "Magical powder's that emulate the power of Jusenkyo. They are one time use only, however, and do not override Jusenkyo's magic, although they do have the property of not mixing with existing curses."

"Correct," Cologne said with a nod, handing the packets to the prince. "However, a thought has occurred to me. Your current condition's main difficulty is in the inability to transform at all. Temporary or not, these can deal with that."

Herb looked at the packets, some of her anger leaving her. "You believe these could override the lock?"

"As Frost so often points out, the lock the Chiisuiton produces is merely an addition to the main Jusenkyo curse. These can temporarily override that Jusenkyo curse, making the lock irrelevant."

Herb looked up at Cologne for a moment then back down at the packets. It just might work. "But there is only three packets," she pointed out as she looked up again.

"I can procure more if it is successful. Unfortunately, the magic can only be used once per day, and only lasts an hour, but..." Cologne explained, examining the prince to determine her reaction. Her response came in the form of a very brief smile which Herb quickly hid.

"Alright, old woman, you have bought your student some time," Herb responded, although the implied threat did not seem to have much weight to it.

Cologne smiled. "Good. Oh yes, one other matter. I wish to speak with you, along with Kasumi's other suitors later this evening. You would be best advised not to do anything rash until then." Cologne did not wait for a response and hopped out of the room.

What does she mean by that? Herb wondered. Fine, I can wait to challenge Ukyo, but nothing she can say will change the inevitable.

XXXXX

Inside the girls' dormitory, Luna was in a mixed mood. Given a week off, Luna had expected at least some of Usagi's energy would be available to turn to her studies. Apparently she had been incorrect. As usual, Usagi made every effort to dodge school work that she could. However, on the bright side, those efforts were often forgotten when Kotori was around. Usagi's paranoid roommate seemed always on the verge of accusing Usagi of something perverted, and given her temper, Usagi would very willingly dodge Kotori's accusations with the very school work she dodged most the rest of the time. It was kind of amusing to watch, while at the same time frustrating for Luna. She was charged with the task of overseeing their future Queen, and Usagi was making it anything but easy.

But, such was just the normal flow of things, and not the reason for Luna's current mood. Her mood had more to do with a certain luna cat, namely Selene. Being back in Nerima meant without a doubt Selene would show up sooner or later, which made Luna tense. She would never admit as to why, but nonetheless she was tense. At the same time it had been a week with no signs of her rival, and for that Luna was grateful, even a little happy. However, as Luna often expected, just as her mood was about to lighten up, the source of her current annoyance made an appearance.

Luna was just in the processes of eating some food Usagi had left out for her when the pink cat showed up at the door to the dorm. Seeing her made Luna let out an audible moan. This went unnoticed by the other cat, however, as she stopped at the glass door to the dorm, and looked around her. Hmh, maybe she won't be able to get in and will go away, Luna thought with a bit of hope.

Having gone unnoticed, Luna moved to a place to hide and watched as Selene puzzled over the door. Luna smiled as the other cat looked frustrated and ran off to the side of the building, no doubt hoping to find an open window. Luna thought for a moment. Usagi always left her room's window just enough for Artemis and Luna to slip in and out as they pleased, and Selene would no doubt find this. Artemis was currently napping in Minako's room, so that left the way clear for Luna. Rushing quickly into Usagi's room, Luna jumped up onto the desk by the window, and pushed it closed. It would trap her and Artemis for the time being inside, but it was worth it to keep that hussy out.

Luna quickly returned to the hall and her hiding place and waited with a smile. You won't be getting in this time, she thought with a bit of glee, and sure enough, after a few minutes Selene returned to the front door, looking defeated. Luna let out of small chuckle at that, and expected to see the other cat give up and leave. However, such did not happen. Strangely Selene stayed, and looked around her, seemingly looking to see if anyone was watching. Luna frowned and ducked deeper into her hiding spot. What's she up to now?

As Luna continued watching, Selene closed her eyes and appeared to concentrate, puzzling her observer even more. Then, with a strangle glow, Selene's form began to change. At first she grew bigger, quickly doubling and tripling her size. This startled Luna, but she continued to watch as Selene's fur receded, turning into a long mane of hair running down her back from her head. Paws changed into hands and feet, and finally a fine pinkish cloth covered up the rest, appearing last. Luna watched wide eyed as a now human Selene stood up, and calmly opened the door with ease. Selene let the door close behind her, and her transformation quickly reversed itself, returning her to the form of a luna cat.

Stunned, Luna took a moment to absorb this, then quickly raced out to confront the other cat. "Just how did you do that?" Luna whispered accusingly as she approached.

"You were watching?" Selene asked just as accusingly.

Luna hesitated, realizing her rival had figured out her little gambit, but decided it didn't matter. "Yes I was, now how did you do that?"

"I thought you would know already," Selene replied as she looked about. "Where's the supervisor?"

"Upstairs in her room, and stop dodging my question!"

Selene frowned and looked at Luna directly. "I would have thought as a familiar yourself you would already know you could transform." Luna looked at Selene in shock. "Guess not," she concluded and looked around again. "Where's Artemis? I need to talk to him."

Familiars can transform? Luna thought to herself in surprise. Learning that she and Artemis may in fact be somehow linked to the magic of Jusenkyo was one thing, but seeing now that Selene could willingly transform her body was something totally new. "He's sleeping. How'd you do that?" Luna quickly responded.

"It's not easy. Even staying changed for a few minutes is really draining," Selene replied.

"A few minutes..." Luna pondered aloud, remembering back to her own brief time as a human. I was transformed for far longer than that, but of course Sailor Moon transformed me. I didn't do it myself. I did not even think that was possible.

"Maybe you can answer me then," Selene suddenly said, regaining Luna's attention. "You guys know Sailor Moon, don't you?"

Caught off guard, Luna nearly panicked. "What... no, I don't-"

"Don't give me that. I know you guys know her. Besides Akane, the old mummy and Frost, you guys are the only ones that know that I'm anything other than a cat. I know Akane certainly doesn't know Sailor Moon, and I highly doubt Cologne would either. So, that leaves you guys. I know you are connected to this Sailor Moon somehow. I always knew something was odd about you all, and this would just explain it."

Luna remained silent a moment, calming herself and considering her response. She must have pieced it together from when Usagi paid Frost a visit to ask about her, she concluded. This isn't good.

Not waiting for Luna to answer, Selene pressed on. "The girls, Ami, Minako, Makoto, and Usagi, they're the Sailor Senshi, aren't they?" Luna could not hide her anxiety at the question. "I knew it," Selene concluded as she backed off a pace to give Luna some room.

"I didn't say anything," Luna lamely responded, but instantly knew she didn't need to. "Don't tell anyone."

"What? I'm not out to hurt them. I wouldn't even tell Frost if you're worried about that. I just need their help."

Luna pondered this. Up till now, Selene appeared to be trustworthy, but it made her nervous nonetheless. Luna sighed and thought, Well, I guess they're no helping it now. She knows. "Help with what?"

"Frost needs help to repair the Kaisuifu. She needs a lot more energy than she has, and she figures the Sailor Senshi might have enough energy to help her."

"Energy?" Luna asked suspiciously.

"Magical energy. It's necessary to empower the Kaisuifu."

Luna seemed skeptical. She knew something of this Kaisuifu as Ami had taken an interest in it after taking an interest in Herb. The request did seem plausible at least. "I will tell them of your request, but I will not promise anything."

"Fair enough," Selene conceded and turned to leave, but stopped and looked back at Luna. "What do you have against me, anyway?" Luna huffed and looked away. Selene puzzled over this for a second. "It's Artemis, isn't it?" Luna responded with a quick glance, but nothing more. It was enough for Selene and she laughed and turned away, heading on her way. "Oh please, I'm certainly not interested in him. I don't even like males."

Luna was mildly surprised by this, and watched Selene leave. "Don't even like males?" Luna repeated aloud, considering what that meant. Does she mean she's... Luna never completed the thought, shaking it off as silly.

XXXXX

And I thought seeing Ukyo was bad, Ranko thought as she made every effort to keep her eyes firmly glued to the inside of her locker as she changed after the late afternoon phys-ed Program. She was right in the heart of one of the places that in her old world would no doubt earn her a good thrashing as being a 'pervert'. However, given her current disposition, no one gave her a second thought, for which she was glad.

Being the last class of the day, most the girls were making their change quickly and heading off for expected leisure activities, so Ranko had delayed as long as she could before entering, hoping to miss most the activity as she had at the start of the class. The scheme worked for the most part. However, a few girls still remained, among them, Akane and Shampoo. Shampoo was no doubt expecting to wait for Kasumi, so was in no rush, while Akane simply was taking her time while chatting with Kodachi.

Ranko was just beginning to believe she dodged a bullet when someone suddenly came up next to her. "You're Ranko, right?"

"Uh, yeah," Ranko replied, casting a quick glance at the girl who was addressing her. She recognized her as a member of the class, and fortunately fully dressed.

"Kitsune," the girl introduced herself, holding out her hand expectedly. Ranko looked at the hand in confusion for a second, then realized what the gesture meant and shook hands with the girl. "Nice to meet you."

"Uh... likewise."

"Great," Kitsune beamed as Ranko turned to the girl, and pulled out a notepad. "Now, I have a few questions for you."

"Questions?" Ranko asked nervously.

"Yeah. I hear you've been hanging out with Kasumi, so I just want a bit of-"

"Kitsune, stop pestering her, would you," Akane ordered from the side, and got up to join Ranko. "She just got here and you're already meddling."

Kitsune shrugged, and returned her notepad to the inside of her shirt. "Just trying to get a little information, Akane."

"Yeah, I bet. For another one of your screw ball conspiracy theories no doubt."

"They're not screw ball," Kitsune countered, looking honestly hurt by the comment, but quickly recovered. "Fine, you just go on in your blissful little world of ignorance. While you're doing that, I'll be out finding out the truth." With that, Kitsune exited the change room.

Akane frowned as she watched the other girl go then looked at Ranko. "Don't mind her. She's harmless enough, but she can be a real nuisance. I just don't want my sister's... problem getting out, if you know what I mean."

"Yeah, I know," Ranko replied with a brief smile.

Akane returned the smile and started to head out herself, but stopped and looked back. "Say Ranko, you doing anything later?"

"Uh... no, not really."

"Oh, well, a bunch of us were thinking of going to see a movie. Want to come?"

Ranko stood pensive. Do I really want to get involved with Akane here? Ranko asked herself, not coming to a firm conclusion.

As if sensing Ranko's nervousness, Akane smiled. "Don't worry, we don't bite," she joked, easing a bit of Ranko's nervousness.

Finally, Ranko nodded. "Sure."

"Great, we're going to meet at the dorm in an hour. See you." Akane waved to Ranko and left, leaving just the red head and Shampoo left.

The amazon eyed Ranko for a moment, causing her to smile nervously back. "You going too?" Ranko asked absently as she turned back to her locker to finish changing.

"Akane no like Shampoo."

"Oh? Why's that?"

"No care," Shampoo answered honestly.

"You know, you two just might like each other if you got to know one and other." Shampoo scoffed at this and headed out. Ranko smiled to herself in mild amusement, having first hand knowledge that what she said was far truer than Shampoo probably expected. Ranko quickly finished redressing and rushed to catch up with Shampoo. "Hey, hold up!"

Shampoo paused out in the courtyard long enough for Ranko to reach her. "What you want?"

"Just wanted to ask you how things are going... over at the Kunos I mean."

"Is fine," Shampoo responded simply.

"And with Frost?"

Mention of the other Amazon's name caused Shampoo to grow noticeably tense. After a few seconds, though, she calmed. "Frost is fine. Shampoo... forgave her."

"Uh huh," Ranko said, not entirely convinced. "So, you two are talking then?"

Shampoo eyed Ranko for a moment, her look making it clear the answer was 'no'. After a second she looked away and clenched her fist. "Is not Frost that have to worry about Shampoo, is one who deceive her. That one will pay dearly," Shampoo proclaimed ominously.

Ranko nodded in understanding just as she noticed Cologne approaching. Cologne gave Ranko a quick nod of recognition then turned to Shampoo. "Shampoo, it's good I caught you. Fetch Kasumi and meet me by the water way, near the bridge. You know the place."

"What happening Great Grandmother?" Shampoo asked.

"Simply some training. However, I have some other matters to attend to quickly before I come. Now, be off with you," the old woman pressured causing Shampoo to rush off as she was bidden. Cologne turned back to Ranko. "And how are you getting along?"

"Well enough," Ranko replied.

"That is good. You would not happen to know where I can find Ranma, Tatewaki or Ryoga?"

Ranko recognized the pattern of the names instantly and wondered on what the old woman was up to. "Not really, but Ranma and Kuno usually hang around the Kendo club after school from what I hear, and god knows where Ryoga gets himself."

Cologne chuckled. "Indeed. I will find them myself. Perhaps at a future date you can relate how you managed to acquire such aptitude is Amazon techniques."

Ranko grew a bit nervous but tried to keep her composure. "Sure, not really anything too it. I've just always been good at observing," she explained, hoping Cologne bought it. Whether she did or did not Ranko could no discern as the old woman simple smiled, nodded, and then hopped off. If this keeps up, my secret will be blown for sure, Ranko thought with a sigh, but dismissed the matter for the moment and headed off herself.

XXXXX

Late in the day, and the weather being marginal at best, Cologne arrived at the water way side to find it expectedly rather deserted save for Kasumi and Shampoo. As was usual for the young couple when given time to themselves, Shampoo was taking the opportunity to get as close as possible to Kasumi. Kasumi meanwhile, despite recent improvements in their relationship, was finding this rather embarrassing while in a public place and was politely not cooperating, which seemed only to encourage Shampoo. The sight was amusing enough to Cologne to cause her to chuckle as she approached, gaining both girls attention.

"Hello, Elder," Kasumi greeted with some relief as she stood up from the grass where she had been sitting with Shampoo to meet Cologne. Shampoo did not echo the greeting, instead obviously disappointed her private time was ended.

"Kasumi," Cologne returned the greeting with a nod, giving her great granddaughter a slight look of scolding for being rude but let it slide at that. "I suppose we can dispense with formalities and move right on to the matter I've called you here for. Sit." Obediently Kasumi sat back down next to Shampoo as Cologne stood in front of them. "As I said to you earlier, Kasumi, your chi control is excellent. I cannot easily recall another person I have trained to have achieved such a level of control at such an early age. As such, I think you're ready for something a bit more advanced. It's a fundamental technique, one that can be easily molded in many ways into more advanced techniques, but we of course must start with a foundation. So, let me demonstrate. Shampoo, if you would, attack me."

Shampoo blinked a moment in surprise, but did as she was bidden. She stood up as Cologne set herself a few feet away on the sand and silt lining the canal and waited for the attack. Not sure what to expect, the younger amazon hesitated for a moment, examining the elder for any signs of what she was up to, but found none. Frowning, she drew her Chui and rushed forward to attack.

From the side, Kasumi was rather puzzled at first. Cologne was set, but not for a physical assault such as Shampoo about to use as the elder was ill positioned to move or act quickly. However, as Shampoo came into striking distance the nature of this technique became clear. Shampoo thrust forward with her Chui, but instead of hitting her target, a wall of sand shot up from the ground blocking the attack.

Shampoo was startled, having never seen this particular technique before and fell back a step, but nothing happened other than the sand falling back to the ground. Cologne gave the young amazon a look that encouraged her to continue. Nodding to herself, and taking things more seriously, Shampoo rushed forward again, attacking repeatedly this time as fast as she could manage. The effort was wasted however and once again sand rose to block each attack, shifted and shaping itself to exactly match each motion. Finally, after a few seconds of the futile exchange, the sand seized Shampoo's weapons away from her, and forced her back, ending the brief battle.

Cologne smiled, indicating the demonstration was over and with a gesture had the sand return the Chui to Shampoo before turning to address Kasumi. "So, what do you think?"

Kasumi paused a moment in thought. "You're using your chi to shape and control the ground materials. But, I'm not sure this is a very efficient defense. Does it not take a lot of energy for an attack you could just as easily avoid in a normal fashion?"

Cologne nodded. "You are quite right. It is a rather poor use of energy as used here. Defense is only one application of the technique. It is the ability to shape particulate matter and later solid matter as you please. While you are correct, there are more efficient ways to deal with the attack Shampoo used, other situations may demand such an approach and of course you need not limit this technique's use to defense." Kasumi nodded in understanding as Shampoo rejoined her sitting on the grass. "From a simple view, the technique is easy enough, mold your chi to flow through the object you wish to control then shape it with your mind. However, that simple explanation hardly speaks to the true complexity of the form. This sand and silt is composed of millions of tiny particles, and getting them all to cooperate is tougher than it seems. Once you master the control of it, however, you can easily extend it to other materials: snow, water, dust, dirt, whatever is at hand. Particularly advanced users of this technique can even reshape more solid objects like stone and ice but we'll start with the basics."

Stretching out her hand, Cologne concentrated and the sand below her hand began to reshape itself. Moving quickly, two separate arcs formed and joined together to form what looked like a solid ring standing on its side. "Dry as this material is, there is no way to maintain this shape without using your chi, so this is where we will begin. You must feel out every particle, even if only in a limited sense. Only then will you be able to control the sand completely." Kasumi nodded in understanding. "Good, now, let's see what you can do. Feel free to touch the ground directly. It can help somewhat."

Doing as she was bidden, Kasumi moved onto the sandy portion of the ground and placed her hand on it and concentrated. After a moment she looked up at where Cologne example ring was and the sand in front of it began to move. At her side, Shampoo began to get excited, thinking Kasumi would master it on the first try, but instead the sand jetted up like a geyser, spraying both Kasumi and Shampoo with the sand.

Cologne couldn't help but laugh. "No, no, child. This isn't like an energy blast where you simply release energy. You must control it."

Kasumi nodded and concentrated again. Once more the sand began to move, but did little more than seem like a blanket covering a small animal which was trying to escape.

"Better, better, keep at it. It won't come quickly. Your mind is not used to controlling its energy in this way and it will take time for it to learn to control it."

"How long does this usually take to learn, Elder?" Kasumi asked without looking up.

"It varies. Assuming the student is actually ready for the training, usually only a few days to form the ring, but that is just the beginning. A static shape is easy. Breathing actual life into these creations is the trick and can take many months, even years of practice," Cologne explained and reexamined Kasumi's effort. "Yes, your energies are already being to become more coherent. Keep at it, I will return later. I have a meeting to attend."

"Meeting?" Shampoo asked.

"Yes, with the boys that would claim to be Kasumi future husband. However, you, great granddaughter, will stay here. You have some practice of your own to attend to. You have still yet to properly master either the dragon fang strike or the flight technique Herb taught you," Cologne said with a slight tone of scolding. Shampoo frowned but nodded. "Good, now off with you, and don't disturb Kasumi. This will take a great deal of her concentration for the first while."

"Yes, Great grandmother," Shampoo replied and headed off to another area of the canal nearby to practice. Nodding to herself, Cologne headed off.

XXXXX

"Ah, Saotome, so you have been summoned as well," Kuno greeted Ranma as he approached, the pair meeting in a small open area of the Kuno mansion that the kendoist often used for practice. "I had suspicions that the elder did not wish to merely speak to me when she inquired as to yours and the Hibiki's boy's location."

"Yeah. Know what this is about?"

Kuno shook his head. "The general topic is certainly about the fair Kasumi, but as to the specifics of the matter, I cannot say."

Ranma nodded and leaned against a nearby wall, arms crossed as he thought. Not long passed before another arrived, gaining both boys attention. The new arrival was easily recognizable, the hair being the very distinct mixture of white, pink and blue, but both boys were left in a state of shock at noticing something was quite distinctly different from their last encounter with Prince Herb. Herb was most definitely male this time around.

"You... you're cured?" Ranma asked in surprise.

Herb scoffed. "I only wish that were true. This is but a temporary thing," he explained as he walked up, giving himself a look. "I must admit, I had forgotten just how different my two forms are," Herb remarked then stopped next to Ranma with a grin. "You seem shorter, Saotome."

Ranma perceived a veiled insult in the observation, and responded with a slight glare. "Eager to get into a fight or something?" Ranma asked standing himself up to full height to match Herb.

"Fighting you would be a waste of my time and energy, Saotome. You are not even worth my effort," Herb replied and looked about. "Where's the old woman? I have business to attend."

"No doubt," Kuno said with his displeasure with Herb more than obvious in the tone. "Do not think we shall simply allow you to challenge Kasumi. You will not be allowed to force anything upon her."

"I don't need to challenge Kasumi, fool. Ukyo is now the important one," Herb retorted.

"It matters not! Your attempts to secure Kasumi into marriage will fail!"

Herb once more scoffed. "We'll see."

Kuno growled and reached for his weapon but was blocked by Ranma. Kuno looked over at his friend in some surprise, gaining a slow shake of the head from Ranma. Understanding, Kuno relented and relaxed while continuing to glare at the Prince.

The silent confrontation continued for a minute before Cologne finally arrived, giving the boys a wide grin as she hopped in atop her staff. "Ah, good to see you all... hmmm, where is Ryoga?"

"No doubt lost," Kuno replied, but the answer did not please Cologne.

"This won't do. I don't care for repeating myself," Cologne thought aloud then sighed and began tracing an arcane symbol on the ground. Ranma and Kuno watched in confused interest, while Herb gave the symbol only a brief look. The old woman finished quickly and struck the center of the symbol sharply with her staff causing it to burn then flash out of existence. However, nothing else seemed to happen, perplexing the two boys. "It takes a moment."

"A moment for what?" Ranma asked, but Cologne did not answer, and instead just stood, relaxing and waiting. Ranma and Kuno looked at each other then mirrored the elder's action. Several moments passed until finally the sound of a startled Ryoga coming quickly up to the mansion could be heard. Soon after Ryoga came over the fence, but not by his own power. In fact, it appeared his own shadow had come to life, seized him and was dragging him forcibly to the meeting. Ryoga was dragged the last few remaining feet then dumped down in front of Cologne and Ryoga's shadow returned to normal.

"Ah, Ryoga, good of you to join us," Cologne greeted the confused boy as he got to his feet.

"What just happened?" he asked.

Cologne smiled. "I anticipated your inability to find your way and placed an enchantment on you when we spoke, or more specifically on your shadow. Quite a useful little spell for something like this. Do not fear: the spell has been cast and the enchantment now broken."

"Ah... right," Ryoga replied, looking down at his shadow wearily despite the reassurance.

"Now that we are all gathered, it is time to speak," Cologne began, but Herb looked around in some uncertainty. "No, Mousse will not be joining us. He has been... removed from consideration."

"Removed?" Ranma asked.

Cologne nodded. "He is... alive. However, due to his own lack of foresight he is no longer a contender for Kasumi's hand in marriage. So, that leaves just you four for the moment." Cologne pulled out a pipe and began to smoke it as she stood back. As expected, Cologne's strategic information omission on Mousse's condition seemed to unsettle the boys, even the young prince although he would do the best at hiding his reaction. "Now, whether you are fully aware of it or not, Kasumi has decided to fully honor her obligations to my great granddaughter. As such, I am quite pleased with the situation. Kasumi will make a fine addition to our village. So, in my own mind, anything else is simply... icing, if you will.

"This means I have no real preference for any of you, or for that matter against any of you, becoming Kasumi and Shampoo eventual husband. You each show potential, and have your particular talents and problems. I can easily settle for any of you. But, my own preferences in this matter are not the subject at hand. No, what is more important is that you should know that Kasumi will not stand for Shampoo being forced into any further marriages.

"This recent incident with Ukyo has made Kasumi consider matters at hand and she has told me that she would sooner live as a man then allow a forced marriage. The current situation with Ukyo leaves Kasumi some leeway, but no doubt Kasumi does not wish things to go further out of control."

Herb eyed Cologne. "Is that your way of saying that should Ukyo lose a challenge, Kasumi will not honor it?"

"Exactly," Cologne replied plainly. "Don't look so disappointed, young Prince. You should have anticipated this. Kasumi may be an Amazon by our law, but she is hardly one by culture and certainly not one by birth. She has no reason to respect our laws outside of her own standards of ethics, which thankfully recognize her obligation to my great granddaughter. Her position also gives her the unique option to nullify any potential marriage simply by accepting her curse as her legal gender."

Cologne paused to let the boys absorb this, taking several more puffs from her pipe. "Now, that leads to Shampoo. What all of you have been failing to realize properly is that Shampoo is the key. Kasumi has already told you all that it is Shampoo's choice. She was not deceiving you. She has reiterated this to me and others several times that Shampoo will be the one to decide. So, while you all spend your time trying to impress Kasumi, you have all missed that Shampoo is the one with the control.

"At the moment, my great granddaughter has no interest in any of you. However, as caught up as she is with Kasumi, she does desire to have her status as a full Amazon restored, which can only happen if she marries a male. So, that leaves the matter in your hands," the elder concluded and watched the boys for their reactions.

Kuno took this probably the best. In fact, it looked to Cologne like the boy had already accepted this and having the matter spelled out for him was not in the least surprising. Ranma was much the same, although uncertainty was plain with him. He was obviously still not sure how to approach his current relationships. Ryoga took this a little harder, having probably not accepted that Kasumi wished to be with Shampoo yet. The lost boy therefore seemed totally unsure of how to react. And as for the prince, as expected having his primary plan for attaining Kasumi removed left him at a loss, although he was making his best efforts to hide that.

Having given the boys a minute to contemplate her words, Cologne turned to speak to each individually.

"I would not be so confident young man," Cologne began, addressing Kuno. "Your excessive hand in these matters bares an extreme resemblance to Mousse, and you should know my great granddaughter wanted little to do with him. You had best reconsider your approach."

Cologne next turned to Herb. "And as for you, young Prince, you have been nothing but dismissive of and adversarial with Shampoo since the start. Thus, you have some serious ground to make up if you wish to impress her."

"And as for you two," Cologne said as she turned to Ryoga and Ranma. "You had best make up your minds about whether you are going to get involved in this or not. You're not going to make any progress with Kasumi in neutral, and certainly none with Shampoo."

Cologne scanned each of the boys in turn, noting that her words had their desired impact then nodded. "Good. I have one last thing to say. Once again, I have no real preference in any of you, and most of all, at this point I wish to merely see my great granddaughter find some lasting happiness. However, that does not mean I will simply stand idly by as any of you attempt something I deem to be against that goal. Choose your actions with that in mind." Nodding once more to herself, Cologne departed.

Silence remained as each boy was left in thought. Before long Ryoga and Herb departed, leaving Ranma and Kuno behind.

"She speaks wisely, Saotome," Kuno said at last to his friend. "Your indecisiveness must be addressed."

Ranma let out a small laugh as he looked over at Kuno. "You know, it's not like you to be pushing me towards someone like this, especially someone you have an interest in."

Kuno nodded. "This is true, but you I know, and even I can now admit Kasumi's heart is as yet undecided. I would far sooner accept her with a friend than a foe," he explained, gesturing the way Herb left to emphasis just who he was speaking of. "I could at least know some measure of contentment with such an outcome. However, make no mistake, Saotome, for I intend to win Kasumi's hand myself."

Ranma let out another laugh and stood up straight in preparation to leave. "Yeah, I bet. Just you remember what she said too," he advised, gaining a sharp nod from Kuno. "Right, later Kuno."

XXXXX

"So, how'd the game go, Minako?" Makoto asked as she, Usagi, Ami and Minako entered the latter's room.

"We got creamed," Minako said with a downtrodden face. "They had these two girls on their team... I swear both of them are on steroids or something. They were giants, and hit the ball like a bullet. We couldn't get anything past them and they just destroyed us," she explained as she and the others took various seats around the room.

"Maybe they have one of those curses," Usagi suggested jokingly.

Ami shook her head, "actually, that would not work. Jusenkyo curses extensively alter muscle mass, bone structure, and even your biochemistry to adjust to the new form. A male transformed to a female would have no real advantage over a normal woman when if comes to strength or height. In fact, given that they would likely be newly transformed, they would suffer a disadvantage, being unfamiliar with the altered biology." Makoto and the others eyed Ami in a mixture of surprise and suspicion. Ami responded with a small nervous smile. "I've... been doing some research."

"Yeah, I bet," Makoto replied. "You do know Herb wants to marry Kasumi, right?"

"Of course," Ami answered quickly, grabbing a nearby book to look busy. "I... just find him rather fascinating, that's all."

The other girls continued to eye Ami for a minute before finally Minako spoke up. "Well, you're better off without him. From what I've seen of the guy, he may be smart, but he is ten times the arrogant jerk. Now, Takeshi, he's perfect."

Makoto looked over at Minako in surprise. "Is he now?"

"Of course. I mean, he's a bit on the sarcastic side, but that's all just a cover to his real sensitive... What?" Minako asked as now she found herself the object of the others full attention.

"You sound like you've been getting to know him," Usagi noted.

Minako shrugged. "A little," she conceded then smiled in some excitement. "I'm thinking of asking him out."

Usagi looked uncertain. "You sure about that? I thought he was interested in Kotori."

"No, he said they were just friends. Besides, you more than anyone should know Kotori isn't about to go out with anyone," Minako replied and Usagi nodded in agreement.

A moment passed in silence before Makoto switched topics. "I do hope they fix up the Huang quick. It's a lot more interesting there than here."

"Aw, but at least when you're here I have somebody to talk to," Usagi complained.

"Why don't you talk to Kotori..." Makoto started to suggest, but quickly rethought it. "You're right, stupid suggestion. You know you could always give Rei a call and pester her."

Usagi frowned and replied, "And get yelled at, no thanks." Makoto could only laugh in response. Usagi looked at her friend deviously then leaned in close. "I bet you just want to be with Kasumi more."

"What?" Makoto replied in shock and quickly shook her head. "I'm way over him."

"Him?" Usagi repeated with an upraised eyebrow.

"I mean her. I mean, I like him as a guy... I mean her as a... Aw, I give up!" Makoto said then looked back at Usagi with an equal level of mischief. "You're one to talk anyway."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Usagi asked as she pulled away.

"Hey, we all saw you with Seiya. Word has it you two were pretty close."

Getting in on the fun, Minako joined in. "Yeah, very close."

Usagi looked between her two friends in shock and quickly shook her head in denial. "We were not. He was just a friend."

"Oh. That's not what I heard," Minako continued. "I heard you two even kissed."

"What?" Usagi exclaimed. "How'd you hear about that? We were alone!" The moment after she said it, she noticed all the other girls were now looking at her in surprise.

After a moment, Minako spoke up. "Usagi, I was teasing... but you two actually kissed?"

Usagi, having been caught by her own words and knowing there was no escape, looked down at her feet self consciously. "No, it wasn't like that... not really. He kissed me, and just on the cheek."

The girls exchanged looks then examined Usagi intensely. "Just on the cheek huh?" Makoto asked.

"Yes!" Usagi persisted. Usagi looked up to see that her friends did not seem entirely convinced and grew nervous under their stares. "I have homework to do," she said quickly and escaped the room.

A moment more passed as the threesome looked at each other for opinions. "You think Mamuro knows?" Ami asked.

"Maybe. But the way Usagi was acting when the Starlights left I thought she was oblivious to the whole thing. Now, I don't know. Even Usagi couldn't be that oblivious to how Seiya felt if he kissed her," Makoto said.

"You think she was acting?" Minako asked.

"I... I don't know," Makoto replied with a frown of uncertainty.

Ami shook her head. "I don't think we should jump to any conclusions. I trust that it was just as Usagi said, and perhaps she did not think of the kiss in that way at the time. It was a rather tense time when the Starlights were here with Mamuro missing and all. Her mind was probably preoccupied."

Minako and Makoto nodded in agreement with Ami's logic. "Yeah, you're probably right," Minako said, bringing the subject to a close. A moment passed as each of the girl thought silently on the subject before Luna entered followed by Artemis. Taking a cue from the cats, Minako closed the door after they entered so they could speak.

"What's up?" Minako asked casually.

"Alot apparently," Artemis said with a sideways look at Luna.

"Selene knows who you all are," Luna spoke plainly, gaining slightly puzzled looks from the three girls. "She knows that you're the Sailor Senshi," the black cat clarified.

"How?" Makoto asked in shock, mirrored by the other girls

"She pieced it together I guess," Luna said with a slightly nervous look, then sighed and continued, "and I probably confirmed it for her. I'm sorry."

"It's alright, Luna. She was bound to find out sooner or later," Ami replied.

"Ami's right," Artemis continued. "Besides, I don't think Selene is an enemy. But, she has made a request of us, or more precisely, you. Apparently, Frost has nearly finished the repairs on that kettle thing. However, she needs more magical energy to finish the job. Selene has asked you guys to help."

"And there's more too," Luna interjected. "She can take human form now."

"Human form? For real? You seen her?" Minako asked and Luna nodded in answer. "Wow!"

"Which means it is highly likely you two are also capable of such a feat," Ami analyzed. "As for the request, I think it is a legitimate one. I have been studying a bit about the curses, and the Kaisuifu, and I expected it to require a vast amount of energy to complete. Perhaps I can volunteer to do this. It would give me a chance to investigate some of the history of the Amazons at the same time. I'm very interested to confirm our connection with them, and see exactly what it entailed and when. As well, I might be able to learn some things about you two there. Frost seems to know more about familiar powers than we do. It could be quite beneficial. If you both can master this transformation process as well it could be quite useful."

Minako nodded in agreement. "That seems reasonable. Does Frost know about us too?"

Luna shook her head. "Not at the moment, at least according to Selene. She said she would not tell Frost. We can only hope she keeps her word."

"Right then, it's decided," Minako concluded. "Ami will help Frost out and check things out."

XXXXX

"So, Ranko, what'd you think?"

"Huh?" Ranko asked back in confusion as she, Akane, Kodachi and a few of their friends walked away from the theater.

Akane smiled, "about the movie, silly. What did you think?"

"Oh," Ranko said and considered her response. To be honest, she hadn't been paying too much attention to the movie. Instead most of her attention had been diverted to either Akane or one of the other girls that was with them in the theater, particularly Kodachi. Ranko had ended up sitting beside the gymnast, and she had seemed quite bored with the film, and instead amused herself whispering with the other girls, including Ranko. Akane had been on the opposite side of Kodachi, somewhat to Ranko's relief, but even with the separation, Ranko couldn't help but examine her one time fiancée for her reaction to various things.

However, in the end, the whole movie experience was rather uneventful, which left Ranko in the position of trying to remember just what were they watching. "It was... alright. It's not really my type of movie," she admitted.

Kodachi laughed from behind Ranko. "That's just Ranko's way of saying it was so painfully dull she couldn't be bothered to watch."

Ranko cringed, but to her surprise Akane and the other girls only laughed. "Yeah, it was pretty bad," Akane admitted. "The actors weren't even trying, and the script was so trite. I mean, really, having the guy miraculously cured at the end? That alone just ruined the whole thing, and the rest wasn't any better." The others girls nodded in agreement as Ranko relaxed, thankful that she hadn't been the only one to be unimpressed.

"Hopefully, next time, Akane will pick something with a little more value," Kodachi said to Ranko, causing Akane to frown.

"Well, it got a few good reviews," she protested.

"And no doubt many bad ones," Kodachi replied.

Akane maintained her scowl for a moment then broke into a sheepish grin. "Probably," she conceded as the group reached a fork in the road. "Next time, Kodachi can pick the movie."

"Gladly. A good action flick would be a welcome change from all this soppy love story stuff," Kodachi joked as the various girls divided up to go their separate ways home. "Anyway, good night you all. I do believe we all still have homework to do, and I don't envy explaining myself to Ms. Hinako if I don't."

Ranko nodded in agreement and the group split up, Ranko heading back to the nearby dormitory. After the others left sight, Ranko sighed to herself, both in relief, but also in a bit of frustration with herself for not having done something more with the opportunity. She didn't know exactly what more she could have done, but that didn't seem to matter. She simply felt like she had done too little.

Arriving at the dorm, Ranko entered with her face downcast, but was quickly brought out of her stupor by a number of the girls gathered and talking in an urgent tone in the television room. Curious, Ranko entered to find several of her dorm-mates interrogating Sakura, a girl Ranko only knew in passing but knew to be a martial artist of some ability. Ranko quickly realized the reason for the questioning as she examined Sakura, noticing the girl looked roughed up and not very pleased.

"What happened?" Ranko asked.

Kitsune turned to Ranko. "Sakura apparently had a run in... with herself."

"What?" Ranko asked in confusion.

Sakura took over the explanation. "I can't explain it. I was on my way home, and this... person who looked just like me jumps me. She was exactly the same, I swear. Same face. Same clothes. She even knew my fighting style."

Ranko listened to this and the description sounded familiar. "I take it you two fought?"

"Of course. It's not like she gave me much choice," Sakura replied in a bitter tone. "Damn copy-cat, I know I could have beaten her if she hadn't surprised me like that."

"Copy-cat?" Ranko repeated then a realization hit her. "Ken!"

"Ken?" The various gathered girls repeated in confusion.

"I'll explain later. I got to warn Kasumi," Ranko quickly replied and rushed back out the door.

XXXXX

Shampoo's heart just wasn't into training today. Over an hour had passed since Cologne's departure and the young amazon was still struggling to stabilize herself a mere few inches off the ground, a rather disappointing showing as she knew she was capable of far better than that. After one last tumble to the ground, Shampoo gave up for the moment, brushed away some dirt from her clothes and paused to watch Kasumi.

Now Kasumi was something special. She could seemingly throw a switch and immediately be ready for any type of training put to her. Even now she was engrossed in perfecting the sand ring Cologne had demonstrated earlier, and when the Elder got back, Shampoo was certain she would be very impressed with Kasumi's progress. Still, as amazing as Kasumi was, and as happy Shampoo felt to have her as her companion, it was at times like this that she felt herself to be quite inferior to the older girl.

Kasumi had already mastered Herb's flight technique, and had done so in just two days time. Ranma and Shampoo both had the same training but were still clumsy at best with it even after over a week of training dedicated to it. While that was a rather dramatic difference, Kasumi's mastery of the Dragon Fang Fist and even the more advanced Dragon Fang Strike was even more telling. Shampoo was still struggling to use the Fist even half as well as Kasumi and couldn't even attempt the Strike at this point. It was all a little disheartening.

Once upon a time, Shampoo had been the most promising young warrior in her village, often described as having a natural aptitude for the martial arts. The last few years had served to undermine that somewhat as Shampoo began to realize that very expertise was having the unfortunate drawback of making most her peers rather jealous, and thus she had started to hold back on her training. Still, with some prodding from Kasumi, Shampoo had rededicated herself to her training, yet still she could not hope to keep up with her wife. While Shampoo might be a prodigy, Kasumi was a genius, and this was becoming more and more evident with each passing month.

Shampoo shook away the thoughts, and got back up to attempt again. A moment later she was now a foot off the ground, but it didn't last as a shout distracted her, once more sending her tumbling into the grass.

"Hey Shampoo!" Ranko called out as she ran up. "Ummm... were you just... flying?"

"Was!" Shampoo replied in irritation as she stood back up and glared at the newcomer who smiled sheepishly. "What you want?" Shampoo asked, calming a bit.

"Sorry, it's just... how'd you do that?"

"Is not really flying. Is more like levitate. Make energy between feet and ground. Use energy like stilts."

"Oh, I see. It's just... well, someone I once knew could fly, I mean really fly. Wish I could figure that out," Ranko explained, then shook her head as she remembered why she came. "Sorry, that's not important right now," she said quickly then rushed over to Kasumi. Shampoo, curious, followed.

"Kasumi, we need to talk... woah!" Ranko exclaimed as she stepped in front of Kasumi then suddenly backed off in surprise.

Shampoo was somewhat confused by Ranko's reaction. Although they had approached from Kasumi's back, the ring of sand she was creating had been clearly visible and should not have been surprising. Wondering at this, Shampoo too stood in front of Kasumi and saw what the other girl had.

Kasumi was in intense concentration, one hand set on the ground, the other motioning forward at the ring. That itself wasn't overly interesting. Her eyes glowing white to the point that she seemed to have no pupils or irises was.

"Hey, Kasumi!" Ranko called out after a moment, noting Kasumi had yet to acknowledge either visitor.

Without looking up at them, Kasumi spoke. "Yes Ranko? I heard you the first time."

"Umm... do you know your eyes are... like glowing?"

"Huh?" Kasumi said with a blink and with the blink the ring of sand collapsed and the glow left her eyes. Kasumi sighed. "Oh dear."

"What the heck were you doing?" Ranko asked as Kasumi stood up.

"Attempting to form a ring of-"

"I guessed that part, I mean with the eyes?"

"Oh," Kasumi said and held her hand to her chin. "I wasn't doing anything special. I suppose that may have been the first stage of the centering."

"The first of the what?" Ranko asked in confusion.

"It's a special state of mind one can achieve. It tends to clear the mind and open it to... well, more. It's hard to describe."

"Aiyaa," Shampoo exclaimed in delight and hugged Kasumi happily. "Great grandmother tell Shampoo about this. So, you find center now?"

"Not yet," Kasumi replied with a shake of her head. "The first stage is just a pre-cursor. In fact, had I truly reached my center of focus I would not show such outward signs of it... at least not like that. Master Dhalsim said when I was centered it was like I projected a feeling rather than anything visible. I'm not sure exactly what he meant by a feeling, but either way, I still have a bit to go," she explained, gaining a disappointed face from Shampoo. "But, it is a good first sign. I haven't even been able to do the first stage till just now."

"Right, that's pretty weird stuff Kasumi," Ranko remarked. "Anyway, I didn't come here to talk about metaphysics. Ken's in town."

"Ken?" Kasumi asked in confusion.

"Oh yeah, sorry," Ranko replied, slapping her forehead. "You of course haven't met him yet. Copy-cat Ken. He's this martial artist that copies other people's techniques. He can even change himself to look like other people."

As soon as Ranko said this, a particularly dark expression fell onto Shampoo's face and she released Kasumi. "He can change into Shampoo?"

"Well, um, probably. He can do girls it seems," Ranko replied, not realizing initially what Shampoo was thinking.

Kasumi, however, did and quickly held Shampoo by the shoulder. "Now, let's not jump to any conclusions. We don't know this Ken boy was the one to trick Frost."

"Huh?" Ranko asked in confusion before it clicked. "Oh man, I didn't even think about that. Hmm, yeah, Kasumi's right, let's not go running off and doing something stupid. I know this Ken guy, and yeah he is a jerk, but he's not the killing sort of jerk. It really doesn't seem his style to trick Frost like that."

Shampoo was unconvinced. "Boy who can change appearance come here not long after Frost trick by person who can do same thing... Is very big coincidence if no same person."

"Yes, well, we still don't know for sure," Kasumi said with a bit of urging toward her wife. Shampoo looked over at Kasumi and for the moment seemed to capitulate. "So, Ranko, I assume you believe this Ken to be some trouble beyond our other shape shifter."

"Yeah. He's really good at what he does, and he loves to target the toughest fighters in an area, copy their techniques then challenge them. He uses their own techniques to beat them. That's just a nuisance mostly, but with Ukyo-"

"If he defeats her..." Kasumi completed for Ranko, knowing exactly what Ranko was thinking. "Do you believe he could copy Ukyo's techniques?"

"I don't know for sure, I haven't seen them. Actually, that may be a good thing. I don't think he would have had a chance to see them either, in particular to take a picture of them. He seems to do his copying by using pictures."

Kasumi nodded. "That's good. Ukyo hasn't been using her technique since our fight, and I don't remember anyone taking any pictures during that fight. But, now that you mention it, I do recall several complaints about a boy taking pictures around the school lately. I even recall a few being taken of me."

"Then I'd say he's already likely got all your techniques copied," Ranko said with a thoughtful look. "We have to find Ukyo and warn her. If she doesn't use her techniques, it's shouldn't be a problem. I don't think he'd risk challenging her not knowing what she can do, and even if he did he'd probably get pummeled."

"Right," Kasumi said. "We should be quick. We'll split up and search for her and meet up at the dorm. I'll go straight there. Shampoo you head over to my father's place and see if she's there. Ranko you check the school."

Shampoo and Ranko nodded. "She wasn't at the dorm when I left, but she might have come back since then."

"Hopefully she is. I'll check nearby as well," Kasumi said with a nod and three ran off towards their destinations.

XXXXX

Not far from the dorm, Ukyo was sitting alone on a public bench, plucking peddles from a small flower. "Married to Ranma," she said with a slight smile as she pulled the next peddle. However, her smile quickly turned to a frown as she pulled the next peddle loose and said, "Married to Kasumi." Tired of the little game, Ukyo tossed the remains of the flower aside and leaned back to look at the sky. "Why must things always be this way?" she asked the heavens, but got a very earthly, and unwanted response.

"Because, that's how I planned it," Kasumi said, gaining Ukyo's attention.

Kasumi had appeared behind Ukyo's bench without a sound, and before Ukyo could question her statement further, the older girl lashed out with a kick which Ukyo barely dodged.

"Hey, what the hell you trying to pull, Kasumi?" Ukyo demand as pulled away and readied herself for any follow up attack.

"I thought that would have been obvious," Kasumi replied and rushed forward.

Ukyo frowned. What the heck is she upto? This isn't like her at all to attack me so openly, she thought as she dodged a kick. Bah, who cares. I have defeated her before, I can do it again. Confidant in herself, she blocked the next kick and pushed it back, throwing Kasumi momentary off balance and giving Ukyo the time she needed to reorganize. "Fine, if you really want a fight, you got it!" Ukyo declared and moved to the offensive. She didn't even notice the smile on Kasumi's lips.

XXXXX

"So, no one has seen Ukyo?" Kasumi asked the girls at the dormitory.

"Sorry Miss Tendo, she hasn't been here since school ended," Usagi replied for the girls.

Kasumi nodded in reluctant understanding. Where could she be? she thought with growing worry. "Sakura, you should get those injuries looked at by the doctor."

"It's nothing. I get nastier bumps that this in my morning workouts," Sakura replied. "I'll be fine."

"I suppose, but don't over do it," Kasumi cautioned as she turned to head back out. I have to find Ukyo before- Kasumi's thought got cut off as Ukyo walked in the front door. "Ukyo, there you are."

Ukyo looked at Kasumi in surprise. "Hey, how did you beat me here?"

"Beat you... oh no. Did you meet someone who looked like me?"

"Looked like?" Ukyo asked in confusion and suspicion. "What are you trying to pull, Kasumi? First you attack me for no reason, now you're playing innocent again."

"I didn't attack you, Ukyo. That was a boy by the name of Copy-cat Ken. He can change his appearance to look like anyone he chooses, even women apparently."

"You expect me to buy that?" Ukyo accused, but Sakura came out into the hall and stood next to Kasumi.

"It's true. I ran into him earlier when he was looking like me. If he had fought anyone else, they wouldn't have been able to know it wasn't me. He was that perfect," Sakura explained.

Ukyo looked between the two girls suspiciously, but slowly seemed to realize the truth. "Okay, so what. Looking like you or not, I still beat him," she said dismissively as she pushed her way by, and headed on up to her room.

"Ukyo, wait a moment," Kasumi called after her. "This is serious."

Pausing, the chef looked back. "Look, if this was really some impostor, fine. Just drop it already. It wasn't a big deal. The jerk will have a fresh set of bruises for his trouble."

"You don't understand," Kasumi tried to explain, grabbing Ukyo by the shoulder. "He did that deliberately. He copies other people's techniques. He forced you to fight him because he hasn't seen your techniques yet."

Ukyo let out a laugh. "Let him try and copy my techniques. It will teach him a lesson. The burning soul isn't like some kick or something. If he tries to copy it, he'll be in for one hell of a shocker." Satisfied she had explained the situation, Ukyo knocked aside Kasumi hand and proceeded on her way, leaving Kasumi frowning in the hall.

"You don't know that for sure. Even if it is difficult to learn he just might."

"So?" Ukyo asked as she stopped at the stairs, allowing Kasumi to rejoin her.

"So, if you lose to him-"

"I'm not going to lose to him. Besides, it's not like I give a damn about those stupid Amazon rules," Ukyo answered.

"Maybe you don't, but Shampoo is bound by those rules. You have to respect them," Kasumi said with some frustration entering her voice.

Ukyo frowned. "Look, what do you want me to say? What is done is done. If he can copy the techniques, fine, he can copy them. It's not like I can stop him now."

Kasumi paused at that. She's right. I'm just getting frustrated here. Looking down, Kasumi considered what to do, but quickly noticed something as she looked at Ukyo's hand on the stair handrail. "Why are you shaking?"

"Huh?" Ukyo asked in confusion and followed Kasumi's line of sight to her arm. "What the hell?" The chef removed her hand from the railing and held it in front of her, but try as she might, she could not seem to steady the limb. "I... I don't know..."

XXXXX

About an hour later, at Dr. Tofu's clinic, Ukyo sat in a chair next to the examination bed as the doctor examined her arm intently. He had been doing so for nearly 20 minutes now, saying very little as he did, and it was making Ukyo nervous, especially as even now the shakes had not stopped. "Come on, Doctor, what's wrong?"

Tofu did not immediately respond, instead spending another few seconds examining her arm before sitting up straight and adjusting his glasses to look at her directly. "Physically, your arm is fine. I don't detect any damage to the muscles or nerves."

"Then what-"

Tofu raised a hand to silence Ukyo before continuing. "Ukyo, are you familiar with the energy circulatory system of your body?"

"Energy circulatory system?" Ukyo repeated and shook her head. "Is it something to do with my Ki?"

"Very much so," the doctor began to explain. "You see, your body has many systems designed to do various tasks. Your circulatory system moves blood, your nervous system carries your nervous impulses to the muscles and sensory impulses back to the brain. Your energy circulatory system is the system by which your body is theorized to carry Ki energies to various points in the body. I say theorized because it doesn't have a physical substance. It has a definite path, but this path does not appear to be dictated by anything in our physical realm. Now, as you might know, most pressure point techniques are designed to affect the nerves, muscles, and other physical aspects of the body, but a few advanced ones are designed to work directly on your energy circulatory system.

"In any case, your injury appears to be to this very system. I'm guessing the technique you use, this burning soul, places a great deal of stress on this system. Prolonged use apparently can damage the system, and it begins to... well, leak. The leak is releasing small amounts of your Ki uncontrolled into your body. Your body reacts to this by shaking."

Ukyo nodded in understanding. "Okay, so, fix it."

"I can't," the doctor replied which was not received well by Ukyo. "I wish I could, but like I said, only advanced pressure point techniques can affect the energy circulatory system, and my knowledge of those techniques is extremely limited."

"Then... what do I do?"

Dr. Tofu leaned back in his chair. "As a physician, I hate to say it, but the best thing you can do is nothing. And by nothing I mean no more fighting, no more using your Ki at all."

"WHAT?" Ukyo exclaimed, standing up as she did so. "What kind of advice is that?"

"I know, it is unsatisfying, but I can recommend little else. I know no one capable of healing such an injury, so it's up to you to let it heal on its own. Unfortunately that means no using Ki, and not for some time at least. I'd recommend no less than a month of rest."

Ukyo twitched as she listened. "Doc, look, I have a bit of a situation here. This Copy-Cat Ken guy is probably going to come back for a rematch. Even if he doesn't master my techniques, I'll need to be able to fight him."

"You can't risk it. I'm sorry, Ukyo, but it's too risky. The damage is minimal at the moment, but continue to stress it and you could aggravate it even more. Worse case you could have a complete system breakdown, and as you might guess that will kill you."

Ukyo pulled away in shock. "It's that serious?"

"Potentially, yes," the doctor replied as he stood up. "I suggest you find some other way of dealing with this Ken. Now, wait here. I have a few things I can give you that might help limit the tremors."

Ukyo dropped back into her chair, worry plain on her face. Those stupid scrolls didn't mention anything about this, she thought as the doctor headed out. Burying her face in her hands, Ukyo began to mumble, "What am I going to do..."

"Hey, doctor, can I go yet?" A familiar female voice asked from the hall. She didn't receive an answer, the doctor having left earshot, but Ukyo looked up.

"Lemon, what are you doing here?" Ukyo asked as she walked to the door to meet the other girl. However, the other girl did not seem pleased to see her and gave her a frown in response. Ukyo echoed the frown and pointed an accusing finger at Lemon. "Hey, don't you start. This whole mess was your idea in the first place, so don't blame me that it didn't work out like you planned."

Lemon was taken aback momentarily, but soon lost her anger as she realized the truth of Ukyo's words. "Sorry... I'm just... mad."

"Fine, but don't take it out on me," Ukyo cautioned. "So, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, Sissy thinks I'm sick or something. I'm just tired is all. How about you?" Remembering her own situation, Ukyo reflexively look at her hand which was still shaking. Lemon did so as well and examined it curiously. "What did you do?"

"Apparently the old master failed to mention another side effect of the burning soul. I've been shaking like this for over an hour now and can't make it stop. The doc figures I damaged my energy system. I'm still not too sure exactly what this energy system is, but he seems to know what he's talking about."

Lemon nodded. "I've heard of it, but only in reference to magic. Usually it's a problem when a magus pushes themselves too hard. I guess that's because a magus usually uses far more energy than a martial artist like yourself. It can heal though."

"Yeah, that's what the doc said, but it will take a while," Ukyo said with a sigh and let her hand fall to her side. "I guess, on the bright side, I have a perfect excuse to slack off," she joked but neither girl laughed, but it did trigger a further thought in the chef. "You know, there is a bright side to your situation too."

"Oh? And what would that be?" Lemon asked in a very unconvinced tone.

"You have the perfect excuse to dump that jackass Herb and get yourself a real boyfriend," Ukyo answered with a smile then quickly intercepted Lemon's counter argument. "I know, I know, you got that whole family honor thing going on. But, come on, I'm sure there are a ton of guys out there that they would accept. Heck, with your abilities, you could probably meet a nice unmarried movie star and get him to marry you with ease. Now there's an idea, you could get into show biz. I bet you'd be an easy sell."

Lemon frowned. "You don't understand at all."

"I'm just saying you should see this situation as an opportunity, not as a problem. If this Prince is so dead set on marrying Kasumi, let him. You can make out much better I think," Ukyo argued but Lemon only shook her head, unconvinced.

Finally Tofu walked back into view, carrying a bottle of pills. "Here you are Ukyo," he said as he handed the pills over. "Those should help with the tremors, but I just want to remind you, they will do nothing for the cause of the tremor. They will only treat the symptom."

"Thanks doc."

The doctor nodded in appreciation then turned to his other patient. "Oh, yes, and you're free to go too, Lemon. You seem to be in good health, just get some rest."

"I could have told you that," Lemon pointed out, but dropped the subject and started to head out.

"Hold on a moment. I forgot something." Tofu quickly said, causing the red head to come to a stop. He quickly took off a small necklace and handed it to her. "I'm not sure what that was for..."

"It's Sissy's protection necklace," Lemon explained then smiled. "Let's just say the examination would have been quite different if you weren't wearing it. I'll give it back to him."

Tofu nodded, not quite understanding but accepting that it served some purpose. Lemon nodded to Ukyo and the doctor and headed out.

The doctor paused a moment then asked, "have you considered what you are going to do?"

"Not really."

"Hmm, I would suggest you somehow avoid this Ken if you can. Fighting him is simply not an option."

"Yeah," Ukyo agreed. "I suppose Kasumi is still waiting for me?"

"Yes, and Ranma and Cologne as well."

Calling in reinforcements, eh Kasumi? Ukyo thought, but knew exactly what Kasumi wanted could likely not be avoided. Giving a quick wave to the doctor, Ukyo headed out as well and met the others at the entrance. "I suppose the doctor told you what's up," she said as she approached.

"Not exactly, but he gave us a general idea," Ranma replied. "Now, Ukyo, I know you may not like this too much, but we've been discussing things, and we think we have a plan."

We as in Kasumi and Cologne convincing you to convince me to go with their plan I bet, Ukyo thought cynically, but, having no option of her own, she had little choice but to listen.

"We think you should lay low for a while," Ranma began to explain. "If he can't find you, he can't fight you, and we know just the place too: your family shrine. It's way out of the way so there is no way he'll just stumble on you there."

"Yes, but it's also way out of the way of everything else to, like food, school-"

"I can bring you anything you need. You just have to show me the way there," Ranma suggested.

"I suppose," Ukyo conceded. "But, what if this Ken guy follows you?"

"He won't," Kasumi interceded. "Ranko knows him. He's travels from district to district and fights people in those districts. He doesn't hunt people down in the country side just to challenge, that's too far out of his way. In fact, Ranko thinks that if you disappear because of him, he might think he's won by default and may just leave. He's more interested in your techniques, I think, that really fighting you."

"You still could be wrong," Ukyo countered.

"Maybe, but I'll take every precaution not to be followed," Ranma offered.

The chef sighed. "I suppose I have little choice. It's about the best option we have."

"Indeed," Cologne said with a nod. "In the mean time, the others will make their best efforts to deal with him. Ranko said he will leave an area permanently once truly defeated."

Ukyo let out a small laugh. "Good luck with that. If he's got my techniques and everyone else's too, he'll be practically unstoppable."

XXXXX

Damn that old woman, even if she is right, Herb thought in a mix of anger and despair. Cologne's logic was undeniable, and the more Herb thought about it the more he realized its truth. This left him in quite the situation. His entire plan of action with Kasumi has been effectively rendered useless. In hindsight, Herb could already see the flaws in the plan anyway. He admired Kasumi's strength, not only of body but more importantly spirit. She was uncompromising when it came to important issues, and so it was clear now that she would indeed never accept a relationship forced upon her. Before now, Herb had been so focused on his goal he never gave much though to the method of obtaining it.

So, here the Prince found himself, in a strange quandary. He was ill suited to wooing Kasumi as is, but to win over the Amazon was a thing Herb simply did not believe he was capable of. He had thought of various tactics, and schemes, but all ultimately lead to failure. As such, Herb was at an impasse. However, he did have one last thing to try. It was a gamble at best, and even attempting it would no doubt lead to his father being quite upset.

The Lord of the Musk, who fancied calling himself Garnet, had forbidden what Herb was about to attempt. It was a ritual, a magical ritual designed to gain a particular person's attention. It was a strange ritual, one Herb had never been taught but knew instinctively. All dragon born members of Herb's clan knew it, but still it had been forbidden. Garnet apparently did not particularly like the person Herb was about to contact. He often claimed she was a devious influence. Herb always just thought it was because she was a woman. However, all that was unimportant right now. What was important was that she had been an important adviser to his clan historically, and right now Herb was in some desperate need of advice.

Herb finished the preparations, an intricate web of ruins laid out in a circle on a clear spot of the floor of his room at the Tendos'. He stood at its center and spoke the ancient words needed to activate the ritual. As he did, the ruins blaze in a bluish flame, then disappeared. A moment passed, then another. Damn it, did I do something wrong, Herb thought but before the thought got any further he felt a wave of energy around him. A second later he vanished from the Tendo home.

XXXXX

"Now, this is special. The young prince of the Musk sends out a call to me, and here I thought you had rejected me," a woman's voice greeted Herb as he found himself in a great white nothingness.

"Lady Sorora," Herb replied. "I've come to seek your advice."

Laughter filled the air. "Oh, this is special. You seek my advice, do you? Let me first ask you, young prince, why I shouldn't just blast you into the nearest star?" The question was asked with particular threat to it, making clear it was no joke.

Herb tried not to betray surprise or fear, but he felt both. He knew little of this woman, although he had strong suspicions as to her identity, and those suspicions made it quite clear that she could easily go through with her threat. But, I'm still here, Herb thought to himself, regaining his confidence. "Lady, I don't know what your dispute with my father is, but... please, I am not him."

A moment of silence passed. "This is true, but don't think I have not been watching you. You remind me far too much of him, and I do not simply mean by looks. Your attitude and treatment of others are uncomfortably similar to Garlic's... I suppose I should call him Garnet since he rejected the name I bestowed on him," she said with some irritation. "In any case were he here, I would not hesitate to destroy him. The thought of lending my aid to his successor is not pleasing to me."

This is far worse that I thought, Herb remarked to himself as he considered his next words. "My Lady, I understand your... concerns. Perhaps they are even justified to an extend. My Father has taught me his outlook on things, but that in essence is why I am here. I need an outlook far greater than his. I would hope you would see this as an opportunity rather than a risk."

Another long moment passed in silence as clearly Sorora was considering his words. Finally a figure appeared before him, one not unlike a grown up version of his female body, yet she had a near overwhelming presence of power about her. "Very well Herb, I will entertain this audience. Be warned, I promise nothing. Also I would hope you do not consider deception for I can read your mind as... well, as simply as you would a book," she said, smiling as she made use of the old cliché. "So, what is it you wish to speak about?"

"It is... it is about a woman..."

End Chapter 32

Wow, I'm all the way upto the current chapter, which means the next one will take longer as it isn't just editing anymore. However, I fully intend to get to it. How long that takes is anybody's guess. Part of the reason I went thru all this over again was not only to refresh my memory of the story, but to get the muse going again. No promises on timing, but I'm already a good ways into 33.

And since we're at the current chapter, next up in the story: Those watching Kasumi are on the move, and when Ken shows up for a fight, it falls to Kasumi to face him.

Well, that concludes things for this chapter. Later.