Miss Ranma
!SPECIAL EFFECTS! "THOUGHTS"
Chapter Sixteen
"Don't expect me to go easy on you now that you're a girl again, Ranma!" Genma said as he practically flew into his newly formed daughter. Ranma stood there a few feet from him in a stance that had her feet close together as she pivoted up and down, bending her knees.
"No problem, Pop. It's better this way since I don't have to worry about hurting you too much like when I was an over-muscled jock."
"Don't worry about me, girl. Worry about yourself. Hyaaaa!"
Ranma casually evaded her father's well-formed attacks which would have easily defeated over 90% of the martial artists in the world. The heavyset man moved with a grace that belied his bulk as he attacked with punches that moved faster than the eye could follow. Then he followed up with several fast-paced kicks, the first few being lightning-fast snap kicks that failed to connect with his daughter's fast-moving legs. The next set of kicks was a little higher, Genma practically floating in the air to come at Ranma from behind.
"Huff! Oof!"
Ranma recoiled backward, blocking her father's kicks quickly, using the edges of her feet to connect with her father's oncoming shins, stopping Genma's attacks cold. Then she struck the round figured man in the gut with a roundhouse kick.
"Ranma's faster than she was from before she turned into a guy! Working with all that muscle must have been good for her. But despite all that, she still has a lot to learn." Genma blasted her with a usually large ki blast that Ranma easily avoided despite the fact the blast moved faster than 700 miles per hour.
"Not bad, but you'll have to do better than that, Pop."
"You're too cocky, Ranma."
"Oh, yeah? Try this on for size." Ranma flew backward in the air, put her palms forward, and tagged her father with a series of auto fire ki energy blasts.
"Yeow!" Genma screamed as he got hit. "Enough, Ranma! Fight me hand-to-hand instead of blasting me from a distance like a girl!"
"Insult my gender, will ya? All right, Pop. You asked for it." Ranma came swooping down on her opponent like a dive bomber, but at the last minute, she switched her hips setting her father up for a lightning-fast, roundhouse kick right in the chest.
"Aargh!"
"I'm not done yet, Daddy." Ranma knocked her father to the ground, prompting Genma to use his extensive acrobatic skills to land on his feet like a cat. Then Ranma landed on the ground herself, stomping the ground with her foot and creating a shockwave that shot the hefty man up into the sky. Gliding on the ground at superhuman speed, Ranma got under her opponent and struck him with a modified version of the Dragon punch taught to her by Sakura. "Shoryuken!" Ranma's powerful punch caused her to fly up into the air while Genma winced as his shins felt the impact of his daughter's punch, but that wasn't all. Before the attack was through, Genma felt pain in his thighs, stomach, chest, and jaw, Ranma's fist smashing upward with a power he had never seen in her before.
"She moves so fast! Better step it up." Before Genma could do anything, Ranma followed up with a blow to his lower stomach that prompted her opponent to lurch forward, setting up his chin for another powerful uppercut.
"Shoryuken!" Ranma screamed as she struck with another Dragon punch.
Both combatants took to the sky with Genma going even higher, over a dozen yards into the sky. Then he came crashing down to earth into the koi pond.
"That girly enough for ya, Pop?" Ranma called out as she floated several feet over the koi pond, hands on her hips and leaning down over her drenched father.
[You still have a lot to learn, little girl!] Genma-Panda's sign said as he made his way out of the pond.
"See ya later, alligator." Ranma turned her back on her father, looked over her shoulder, flicked her pigtail backward in his direction, and flew off inside.
"I can use a good soak right now. Come to think of it, I haven't had a good bath ever since that old crone put that whammy on me to make me a guy. Wait. Am I sensing something lurking around?"
Unbeknownst to Ranma, Hikaru Gosunkugi was indeed lurking around in his intangible form, hiding in the bushes.
"Ranma looks better than usual. I was hoping she'd burst out of that tight shirt she was wearing, but I guess she was too skilled a fighter for her father. Anyhow, I'll just keep lurking around and see how things go."
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Ranma happily pranced and minced her way to the furo after having defeated her father once again during their morning spar. While she washed, she took special attention to every contour of her feminine body, bathing every curve to make sure she was really clean.
"Oooh, that feels so good! It's great having my real body back." Ranma reacquainted herself with the different sensations a woman's body felt. Her bosom expanded as she breathed in and out slowly. She absorbed the heated air through her nostrils as the hot water caressed her body. Ranma didn't have a problem with men in and of themselves, but she was happy being herself again. From now on, she would leave manhood to the experts.
Then something startled the redheaded girl. "Is there somebody else here? There can't be; I'm not sensing another body in here. I wish I had more time to learn the more esoteric techniques from Bra and Pan; the time I spent with those girls went by too quickly."
"At least I have a new friend in Sakura. She was so disappointed when my guy side disappeared, but she still did everything she could do to help me. Sparring and training with her are fun too. She is a great friend to have."
Despite her thoughts, Ranma quickly looked over her shoulder, wondering if she saw something move.
"I can't hog the furo forever, so it's time to get out." Upon exiting the soothing hot water, she looked up and saw, "Gosunkugi!"
"Hey, sweetie! Looking good, looking really good." The uninvited guest had a toothy grin on his face as he regarded the object of his desire. His intangible form had slight transparency to it, allowing someone to see right through him as he hovered in the air.
"What are you doing here?" Ranma screamed, embarrassed as she placed her hands over the front of herself, trying to cover her nakedness.
"Gosh, you're gorgeous!" Gos said with a sigh, looking her up and down. Then he floated around, circling the rankled, young girl.
"Get out of here!" Ranma screamed, taking a few swipes at him but finding her attacks passing right through the mystical boy's astral form.
"You can't hurt me while I'm like this, Ranma. And there's no need for you to be blushing so much either. You should be proud of your beautiful body."
"Get out!" Ranma screamed. Then a thought occurred to her. "I vaguely remember a monk teaching me how to attack ghosts. If I can simply tweak my ki blasts for a moment, I can nail this peeping tom. First I need to distract this guy while my plan comes together."
"You come into the furo while I'm naked and stare at me, humiliating me in the process? You're mean!"
"Mean? Oh no! I told you that I'm in love with you. And upon seeing raw, naked beauty, I'm even more in love with you. Sigh!"
"Love? Love isn't defiling a young woman's privacy like you're doing right now, you creep" Ranma cried, breaking out into crocodile tears. "All you're doing is shaming and humiliating me!"
"No, that's not true! I just wanted to visit you." Gosunkugi had begun to get upset at seeing Ranma cry. He also had begun to get a little nervous.
"Just leave already. You got your cheap thrills! What more do you want from me?" Ranma sobbed.
"It's not like that at all. Look, Ranma, I'm not trying to be mean; I just don't know how to flirt." Even though Ranma's tears upset him, he still couldn't take his eyes off her full round breasts that seemed to defy gravity and stare back at him while he looked at her. Her body was rock hard yet soft at the same time, a physique that was somewhat muscular but not too muscular. In Gosunkugi's eyes, Ranma's body was perfect.
"You're worse than Kuno and all the other guys who've made attempts to strip me naked and treat me like a piece of meat. I really hate that! Just go! I never want to see you again!" Ranma cried out loud.
Gosunkugi was taken aback by these words to the point that at first, he didn't notice Ranma's hands glowing. However, after the glowing of her hands became brighter and brighter, he noticed.
"You can't hurt me in this form, Ranma. So why don't you just calm down? I'll admit to having bad manners, but you're simply too irresistible to keep from looking at no matter what you're wearing, or not wearing. And…" !ZAP! "Aargh!" Upon Ranma's attack, the boy fell to the ground unconscious and solid again.
"Whew!" Ranma gasped, her breasts heaving upon the end of her effort. "I'm glad I paid attention to that monk in Thailand who knew how to deal with ghosts even if he was a bit flirtatious."
Despite her respite, Ranma's man problems weren't over yet when she noticed a rather muscular young man wearing a bandana and backpack. "Where am I?"
"Ryoga! What are you doing here?"
"Ranma! I… Oh!" The lost boy blushed upon seeing Ranma in her all glory. Then he got his composure and calmly took a good look at the girl. "You were born a girl, weren't you, Ranma?"
"Yes, you idiot! Now turn around! Why can't I simply take a nice bath without a bunch of perverts peeping in on me?"
"Yeah," Ryoga responded without taking his eyes off of her, noticing the prone form of Gosunkugi on the ground out of the corner of his eye.
"Ranma is acting so much like a naked girl right now. However, she did do such a good job of pretending to be a boy even if I did kind of suspect her of being a little bit too feminine back in the day. She has such a gorgeous body that I couldn't keep from having so many embarrassing dreams about her in her present form. I'm relieved to have found out that she was a real girl at that carnival. I might even have a chance with her."
"Get out of here!" !WIFF! Ranma attempted to strike her uninvited guest as he calmly evaded.
"Take it easy, Ranma. I think the fact you're so embarrassed is making you punch wild." !POW! "Ungh!" Ranma's next punch was a roundhouse that struck home, sending the lost boy to the ground in pain.
"I'm happy you've finally figured out what I really am, Ryoga, but staring at me like this is simply rude. It's like you have the manners of a pig," Ranma replied, wrapping a towel around herself while Ryoga got up and recovered from the crack on the jaw she gave him.
The last comment enraged Ryoga. "Pig? How dare you call me that?" Ryoga's umbrella seemed to come out of nowhere, threatening the bosom of the rankled redhead.
Ranma backed up a little, holding the towel to her body a little tighter. "Ryoga, w-what are you doing? Get back!" !RIP!KAPOW! "Yeow!" Upon the end of Ryoga's umbrella attack, Ranma went flying out of the furo, crashing through the door and into the opposing wall. As she got up, the small tear in the towel near her navel from Ryoga's attack spread upwards.
"That's it, Ryoga! I've had it with you!" Ranma stated strongly, oblivious as to the nature of the ripped towel that tore even more as she moved. The rankled girl breathed heavily, angry at her second uninvited guest.
"What's going on here?" Akane screamed, running towards the scene of the fight and getting in between the two combatants. Then she noticed Ranma's wardrobe malfunction. "Ranma! What are you doing?"
"I'm not doing anything! Ryoga's appeared in the furo to see me naked!" Ranma answered in a huff.
"No, I did not!"
"Did you get lost again, Ryoga, or do you get your jollies appearing out of nowhere when I'm in a compromising position so you can feel me up?"
Ryoga paused for a moment, his face red with embarrassment as he noticed Akane regarding him shrewdly. Then the lost boy turned to look at Ranma. Her towel was tearing even more as her bosom expanded with every hot and heavy breath. Her angry yet beautiful eyes that looked at him in a rage only stirred feelings of longing in him as he stood there breathless. Finally, he got his composure. "I better think of something to say quickly!"
"All right, I got lost. It's like when I couldn't find my way to the back of my house several years back, Ranma. I wasn't trying to do anything immoral."
"Then why did..."
"Take it easy, Ranma. You told us how Ryoga gets lost all the time," Akane spoke in defense of the lost boy. Her eyes were red with rage as she regarded the superior physique Ranma had as compared to her own which seemed to have gotten even more impressive upon Ranma getting hold of her womanhood again. "Besides, you're constantly prancing around half-naked anyway!"
"I was just taking a bath, Akane. And I'm getting sick and tired of your accusations! I..."
"You better be careful, Ranma. You're liable to come bursting out of that towel any minute," Nabiki interjected with a smirk, having appeared and videotaped much of the event.
"Ranma, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to peep on you like this," Ryoga broke in. "And it wasn't easy for me to admit that I get lost some times; you know how much that shames me." The lost boy looked downwards in a sense of embarrassment, his face being red. Then he looked upwards again to see Ranma's reaction.
Ranma stopped short for a moment. Regarding the lost boy, she noticed how sincere he was. "All right, there's one thing that still bothers me though, Ryoga."
"What's that?"
"Why are you still staring at me?"
"Um," Ryoga said, blushing beet red but still not taking his eyes off the sparkling redhead. "Y-your towel split open. I can see your..."
"Oh!" Ranma covered herself up with her hands, pulling the torn towel closed.
"What's going on here?"
"Kenji!"
Soun's only son was only wearing a pair of dark blue shorts since his shirt had not survived the fight he had earlier when he had gone off to train. Even though the previous battle had been over for over an hour, sweat still glistened off his well-defined, muscular body. Even his hair was slightly damp from the previous strenuous activity. Then the long-haired martial artist took stock of the situation, noticing the downed form of Hikaru Gosunkugi on the floor. "What happened here?"
"Gosunkugi and Ryoga sneaked their way in here. I had to knock Gosunkugi out even though he was in his ghost form," Ranma explained. She had gotten so involved in the conversation that she let her hands get away from the towel causing it to open up a little.
"Oh, my!" Kasumi exclaimed, watching the events as they unfolded.
"Huh? Oh!" Ranma gasped, folding her arms against herself upon noticing her wardrobe malfunction.
"Ryoga! What are you doing here?" Kenji demanded, pointing his ki hammer at the lost boy in an accusatory manner. "Didn't you say that you thought Ranma was a guy?"
"I've just realized that Ranma is the girl she said she was, but get that hammer out of my face before I stick it up your ass!"
"What?" A look of shock appeared on Kenji's face, followed by a look of rage. "You come into my home, peep on my fiancee, and tell me off? Never would I have imagined you'd treat me with such disrespect!"
"Ryoga, there's no need to talk to my brother that way," Akane said softly, getting in between the two of them and trying to calm the situation down. Each of her hands was on either of the boy's chests to keep them from going at each other. However, for some reason, her hand trembled as she touched Ryoga.
Ryoga and Kenji stared at each other for a moment that seemed to take a lifetime as the tension rose and lowered.
"All right, I'm sorry. This has all been a big misunderstanding," Ryoga explained. Then thoughts came into his head. "Gosh, Ranma is so wonderful! She's much better looking than Akane. I need to make things up to her somehow."
"It's time for you to leave, Ryoga, and you can take this wannabe magician with you on your way out," Kenji stated, standing his ground.
"Kenji! There's no need to be so rude!" Akane interjected. "Since Ryoga is already here, he might as well have breakfast with us."
"Akane, you gotta be kidding me!" Kenji broke out in shock and surprise.
"No, you heard me the first time."
"You'd let this guy in here after what he did?" Ranma exclaimed.
"Get over it, Ranma. Ryoga's a guest. Besides, he said he was sorry. "What more do you want?"
"Fine, whatever." With that Ranma walked away to her room with a switch of her hips that both Ryoga and Kenji did not fail to notice.
"Wait up, Ranma!" Kenji called after her. Then Nabiki and Kasumi departed the hallway, leaving Ryoga and Akane alone together.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Akane. I wasn't trying to peep on in Ranma."
"I know that, Ryoga. Kasumi is a great cook, so you're in for a treat. When was the last time you ate?"
"It's been a while. I might as well make the repairs on this door."
"You know how to make house repairs?" Akane asked with her eyebrows raised.
"Yeah. I've done a lot of odd jobs while finding myself in different places around the world."
"Why thank you, Ryoga."
"It's the least I can do. I can also get rid of this garbage here as well," the lost boy replied, giving the black-clad mystic on the ground a sharp look.
All of a sudden, Gosunkugi woke up and stood to his feet, shaking his head to increase his awareness. "That's all right. I'll see myself out." !POOF! In a puff of smoke, the young boy vanished!
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Ranma quickly made her way to her room upstairs in the attic with Kenji following close behind.
"You all right, Ranma?" her fiance asked as he followed her into her room.
"I'll be OK. All I wanted to do was take a nice bath. Was that too much to ask?" Ranma was visibly upset. She was so upset that she absent-mindedly grabbed the towel that was wrapped around her body and took it off, drying herself off with it. Then she reached towards a small closet and put on a swimsuit that doubled as underwear for her. It was blackish blue, fitting Ranma's ample physique perfectly. Leaving much of the midriff of her bosom bare, the top of her slingshot bathing suit was barebacked, going from the right side of her navel up to her back, wrapping upwards around the back of her neck, coming back downwards to the left of her navel while the bottom of her bikini fit her covered her hips perfectly. In a matter of seconds which seemed like a lifetime to Kenji who didn't blink during the whole event, Ranma took a comb out of her small drawer, combing her long luscious, red hair, shaking the leftover moisture from her previous bathing out.
Despite himself, Kenji couldn't turn away from looking at the scantily clad, young girl, his eyes zeroing on her cleavage. "Gasp! It's as if Ranma gets more beautiful day by day. Sigh!"
Ranma was surprised when she saw the muscular, young man staring at her with his mouth wide open. "Kenji? What's the matter?"
"Uh? Oh, nothing. I was asking whether or not you were all right."
"I'll be OK, but what's wrong?"
"Um."
"Oh, wait. I just changed right in front of you, didn't I? Gee, I'm sorry, Kenji. This day has been rather hard on me." Ranma regarded her fiance, tilting her head a little to her left, giving him a peculiar look.
"That's all right, Ranma."
Then Ranma walked over to him and hugged her fiance. "It's so sweet of you to care about me despite all the perverts that try to see me naked. You're such a wonderful guy, Kenji." Ranma then put her head on the young man's massive chest and sighed. Kenji was happily surprised when he felt Ranma's gentle hands caressing his back.
"Sure, Ranma. I'm just happy you're all right," Kenji returned the hug, caressing her down from her shoulder blades to the small of her back.
"Hahaha! Kenji stop. That tickles!" the girl giggled, wriggling around a little. Then Ranma's bosom pressed against him, making Kenji sigh.
"Sorry, Ranma. I forgot how ticklish you were." Despite the apology, Kenji had a small smile on his face that he tried to keep hidden.
Ranma then looked up at him quizzically. "Sure, you did, Kenji. You just can't keep your hands off me, can you?"
"Um, well…"
"You know you kinda look good with your shirt off," Ranma said with a wicked smile on her face. "Saotome Tickle Attack!" The redheaded girl immediately pounced on her fiancé, threw him down onto his back with her looking down on him, and started tickling his naked upper body.
"Hahaha! Oh, stop!" Kenji laughed as the girl's hands massaged his chest and ribs.
"You gonna behave yourself, muscles? Hmm?"
"All right! Mercy! Hahaha!"
"I guess I can't keep my hands off of you either. Gosh, your body looks delicious." Ranma began to gently caress her lover's broad shoulders, maneuvering her hands towards his neck. Then she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to his. Before Ranma's lips could meet up with Kenji's… !TAP!TAP!TAP!
"What?!" Ranma yelled in response.
"What are you guys doing in there?" Akane yelled from behind the open door.
"What do you want, Akane?!" Ranma yelled back.
"Breakfast is almost ready. Then the girl walked into the room. "Ranma! Why are you naked? Can't you wait until you're married?"
"Will you get your mind out of the gutter, Akane? For your information, I'm wearing a swimsuit."
"Why you…"
"Take it easy, Akane," Kenji said, his breathing still heavy. "We'll come down and have breakfast."
"Fine, let's go!" Akane took her brother by the arm, picked him up, and dragged him out of the room. Then she turned towards Ranma. "Get some clothes on before you arrive at the breakfast table!" With that, she and her brother were gone.
Ranma stared at the still-open door. "Leave it to Akane to ruin the moment. What's her problem anyway?"
"Never mind them, Ranma. We can have a moment of our own."
"Who said that?"
Faster than the untrained eye could follow, a man in a white robe zipped through the open door and stood before her. "Hello there, Ranma. Miss me?"
"Mousse! What do you want?"
"I just stopped by to let you know that there were no hard feelings about you almost killing my great-grandmother."
"If there were any hard feelings, they'd be coming from me. I'm going to say this one more time. I do not want to marry you or join your tribe, got it?"
"Um…"
"What's wrong with you?" Then Ranma noticed where Mousse's eyes were focused on. "Oh, come off it! I thought you had a hard time seeing."
"Your body's so gorgeous that the blind would enjoy the view."
"What a lame-ass attempt at flattery. Just leave," Ranma ordered, pointing at the door.
Mousse admired Ranma for a couple more seconds. "All right, Ranma, but I'll be back sooner or later." Then he quickly left the room and eventually the house as quickly as he arrived.
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As the Tendos and the Saotomes sat down to breakfast with their new guest, Ryoga, the lost boy admired Ranma who sat across from him.
"If I didn't know better, Ryoga, I'd think you were into me or something like that," Ranma said as she put a spoonful of miso soup into her mouth.
"Huh? Oh, no. I'm just staring into space. Heh, heh." Ryoga embarrassingly put his hand behind his head and smiled wanly, looking up at the ceiling.
"I've noticed that too, Ryoga. Ever since you've finally realized what Ranma really was, you've been ogling her, appearing out of nowhere whenever she was naked or half-naked," Kenji interjected.
"No, I haven't!" Ryoga stammered, giving his new rival a harsh glare.
Then Ranma said, "something has just occurred to me. You thought I was a guy for so long, but despite all that you recognized my womanhood only recently and rather abruptly."
"What are you trying to say, Ranma?" Nabiki said, giving her the redhead a snide look.
"I think maybe Ryoga's a homosexual."
"What? No, that's not true!"
"So then are you turned on by me the way I am now, Ryoga? All I wanted to do was take a nice hot bath, but you and that magician wannabe had to ruin it."
"Ranma!" Akane broke in. "There's no reason for you to be so rude! He said he was sorry! What's wrong with you?"
"Let's be honest with ourselves, Akane," Kenji broke in. "Ryoga seems to have a knack for showing up when he's least expected."
Then Ryoga answered back harshly. "Who are you to point fingers at me, Kenji, when you have some busty amazon draped all over you?"
"Huh?" Kenji turned to his left and noticed Shampoo clinging to his arm. "Hey, let go!"
"Husband no get away from Shampoo. Shampoo been away from husband too too long."
"Husband? I'm not married to you. I'm engaged to Ranma here." The muscular martial artist freed himself from the amazon's grasp and motioned to the redhead in front of him.
"Ranma is obstacle. Obstacle must die!"
"How about, if we eat our breakfast first, hmm? You can kill Ranma afterward," Kasumi requested, placing a plate right in front of the amorous amazon.
"OK. Shampoo go along wish nice girl's wishes, for now." Shampoo gave Ranma a harsh glare, then she started on her meal. "Food here is good."
"After you're done eating, we can have our fight outside," Ranma said, regarding her new adversary.
"No, Ranma!" Akane interjected. "We have to get to school!"
Nabiki regarded the would-be combatants and speculated. "This can work to my advantage."
"How about if we have this fight at school during lunchtime? This way everyone can see you two go at it once and for all."
"And if you girls tear each other's clothes off during the fight, my video cameras are ready. Then there's also the money I can make off of the bets that will be made. Heh, heh."
"Is OK with Shampoo."
"Fine with me," Ranma added in.
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Later on during school, Shampoo sat near Ranma in each of her classes, glaring at her while Ranma tried to pay attention to the teacher. "Who's that busty girl, Ranma?" Daisuke asked, whispering in Ranma's ear while Yusuke sat next to him, seething in anticipation.
"She's some amazon who wants to kill me because I beat her up. She won't attack you, so you won't have to worry about her hurting you," Ranma responded. She looked over her shoulder and Became perplexed at the strange looks she was getting from the two boys.
"That's not what I meant. How can we get with her?"
Ranma turned around looking at the two boys incredulously. "If you want her that badly, you'd have to defeat her in combat. But if you do that, you'll have to go back to China with her to be her husband. You don't want to do..." Daisuke and Yusuke had stopped listening after hearing that they'd have to defeat her in combat.
In fact, every guy in the room had stopped listening to Ranma at the same time as Daisuke and Yusuke.
By lunchtime, everyone in the school had talked about the upcoming fight between Ranma and Shampoo. "Are you going to fight that amazon girl, Ranma?" Akane demanded as opposed to asked.
"That's right, Akane. You don't have to worry about it. I'll have no problem beating her up again. I don't know why everybody's gathering around for this fight as if it's going to take longer when it won't." Ranma had a cocksure look of confidence on her face as Akane regarded her.
"It's not you about whom I'm concerned! Why do you have to bring so much drama into this school? I wish I had never known you!" Akane said before running off in a huff, seething with rage.
"What's her problem?" Then Nabiki's two lieutenants walked over to Ranma. One was a slender girl with long, naturally curly hair while the other had short hair and was a bit hefty.
"Aren't you going to get ready for your fight, Ranma?" one of the girls asked.
"Sure." Ranma spun around at superhuman speed, quick changing from her high school dress into her red Chinese shirt and green pants outfit.
The two girls gasped in shock, impressed with Ranma's quick-change abilities.
"All right, I'm ready. Let's go."
Ranma and the two girls made their way to the main area of the quad where Shampoo was waiting.
"She's right here, Nabiki," one of the mercenary girl's cohorts said, arriving with Ranma in tow.
"Good," Nabiki replied with her arms folded against her chest. "I was beginning to think you were going to chicken out of the fight, Ranma." The mercenary girl gave Ranma a derisive look, narrowing her eyes at her.
"I'm here, ain't I?"
"Ranma take too long!" Shampoo announced. She stood there, stomping her foot impatiently with her arms folded on her impressive chest. She then glared at Ranma viciously prompting Ranma to glare back, but then something else happened.
!ZIIIIIP! !POW!SMASH!CRACK! "Ooooh!" Shampoo went crashing to the ground with a loud moan upon being knocked out cold by an unknown assailant.
"Who is she?" Nabiki announced, upset that her plan to make a lot of money might be ruined.
The unknown assailant made her way towards Ranma. "This amazon girl was overrated. I've heard a great deal about you, Ranma Saotome. And now it's time to see which of us is stronger." The woman stood on one leg in a tae kwon do stance with her other leg seemingly hanging off lazily. Despite all this, she was ready to attack.
"Fine with me. You want to tell us who you are first?"
"Sure. I'll tell you."
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: Who is this new adversary for Ranma? Be here next time to see. By the way, feel free to make any kind of guess as to who this new person is.
