'Ranma the Amorous, Over-sexed Nympho'
Standing on the hills just beyond Nerima, a figure stood, savoring the scene before him. It has been a while, and he had greatly missed his home for so long, missed those he cared about, and regretted the decision he made. He was sure they were greatly hurt by it, but he had no choice, since he was sure he would be dead by now if it hadn't been done.
Nonetheless, it was all for the better. Now he had nothing to concern for his welfare, since he now returned ten times the man he once was. He had given to an extensive search, but one of the holy grails of martial artists had been found, leaving him improved powerfully, and able to endure the trials he would now have to face up to.
With a smile that appeared from under the hood of his cloak, the man seemed more than eager to contend with said trials...
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"It was so nice of you to help me with the groceries, Ranma-chan," Kasumi smiled in gratitude at the redhead next to her, who was carrying the majority of the bags.
Ranma smiled from behind the wall in her arms, "Aw, it's no problem, Kasumi, just feeling helpful, is all."
"Oh?" Kasumi enquired with a knowing tone, "You haven't asked to borrow Wigglychan in a while..."
The pigtailed girl chuckled nervously, "Well, I guess I haven't have I?"
Before Kasumi could retort, She turned back to see Ranma pause in her steps, "Ranma-chan, is something wrong?"
The shorter girl set the groceries she was carrying against the fence, before turning to survey the area, "We're being watched..."
"Oh my, a voyeur?" Kasumi enquired, nervous, yet slightly stimulated at the same time.
Ranma shook her head slowly, "There is no lustful intent in this one... he could be dangerous..." Ranma's head suddenly jerked to one particular rooftop, where she spied the tail end of a fabric disappearing to the other side, "Stay here, Kasumi."
The older girl complied, as the redhead suddenly took off. As she reached the rooftop, Ranma saw the figure five houses away, deftly attempting to make his escape. "HEY! GET BACK HERE! WE HAVEN'T BEEN PROPERLY INTRODUCED YET!" The pigtailed girl shouted, quickly taking off in pursuit.
The figure in the cloak turned to face Ranma, while continuing to make his escape across the Nerima rooftops backwards. The pigtailed girl could see the smirk on the hooded figure's face, causing her to growl. "Don't be bashful! I just want to get to know you better!"
Ranma's scowl suddenly grew deeper, as the figure laughed at her, and somersaulted backwards to street level. Pressing herself to move faster through her aggivation, Ranma-chan began to close the gap between them, and launched herself downwards at the retreating man. The momentum she got from pushing herself off at an angle from the roof's edge carried her like a torpedo aimed at the figure she was pursuing.
Her attempt for a tackle was evaded, as the figure's cloak billowed from his pivot out of her way. The cloak itself hid his retaliation strike that completely caught her offguard, as Ranma landed in a sliding skid, shocked at his sudden appearance.
"Hey, what the...?"
The figure chuckled, as he threw away the torn latex that had been used to make a warm water balloon, "I figured it would be much easier dealing with you in this form, Ranma."
"Yeah, well buddy..." Ranma quipped, suddenly launching into a flurry of attacks, "...that's the biggest false presumption you've made, next to thinking you can take me on!"
"Actually, I-" The figure suddenly went to guarding against Ranma's offensive, working frantically to keep up with not getting tagged. "My, you've gotten better!"
Ranma didn't answer, as in the back of his mind, he was puzzling over where he had heard that voice before. More demanding of his thoughts was how strong exactly this guy was, it felt like he was pounding at granite!
Finding that pummeling the figure into submission was pointless, Ranma feinted a high blow, before suddenly sinking low, and grabbing his opponent around the waist. The figure was shocked, as the pigtailed martial artist then lifted him off the ground, then slammed him down, and straddled his waist in a Brazillian Jujitsu style mount.
The cloaked figure smirked slightly from his prone position under Ranma, "Hmm, your alter-ego seems to be affecting your fighting style as a guy, I see. You never seemed the type to be so foward in your guy form."
"What?" Ranma commented, before moving to lift the figure's hood up to get a good look at his face. Ranma was then exeedinly surprised for the second time, to find the man was no longer under him, having slid out without his noticing, "How...?"
By the time Ranma turned to track the figure, he was already to the rooftops, "We'll continue this later when you've calmed down a bit," he said with a little humor, before disappearing from Ranma's sight.
The pigtailed boy stood up, rubbing staring at the the departure route with a perplexed expression, "It... it couldn't be..."
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"I don't know who he was," Ranma commented, taking another cookie from the tray on the tearoom table, "It was weird, though, he seemed tougher than Ryoga at his best."
"So a new challenger comes to Nerima, eh?" Nabiki enquired, fantasizing about Ranma's defeat by strange guy. Nabiki couldn't decide which picture turned her on more; this newcomer using the ky jelly, and working Ranma until he fully submitted, or Ranma getting it salty crackers style.
Ranma pointedly turned away from Nabiki, and studied the wall, as Akane glared at her sister. "You better not touch that tray again until you get cleaned up, Nabiki."
The middle Tendou sister paused, looked at the position of her hands, and shrugged indifferently, "It's not like we've done less sanitary things." Nabiki grabbed another cookie, and began nibbling on it, pretending to be oblivious to Ranma's sudden disgustful expression.
"You know how uncomfortable it makes the virgin, Nabiki," Akane chided, giving Ranma a look of sympathy. Ranma returned it with an unamused hooded gaze.
"Oh come on, there's nothing wrong with my flavor, here, try!"
"CUT IT OUT!" Ranma immidiately pulled away from the half-eaten cookie that had almost been thrust down his throat.
Nabiki feigned a hurt expression, before turning to her sister, "Akane, does anything taste wrong with this?" The girl in question scrunched her face in contemplation, before opening her mouth.
"THAT'S IT! I'm gonna go out for a while," Ranma quickly stated, before rushing out of the tearoom.
Akane and Nabiki both blinked at his abrupt departure, as Akane still had her mouth open, and Nabiki had the morsel just inches from it. Akane sighed and gave her sister a baleful expression, "Thanks a lot, Nabiki."
Nabiki stuck out her tongue, before popping the rest of her tainted cookie into her mouth, "Sowwwwy"
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"Jerks, both of them," Ranma grumbled, as he leapt onto the rooftop of the Tendou home for some privacy, "Always acting like perverts... well who cares about 'em?"
"Honestly, after all this time, I thought you would have been desensitized to stuff like that..."
"Who...?" Ranma sat up from where he had began to lay his head on the rooftop. Quickly flipping into a guarded stance, Ranma was face to face with his cloaked advisary from earlier in the day, "YOU! YOU'VE BEEN SPYING ON ME?!?"
"Wait! You've got it-" Once again, he was cut off as Ranma went on the heavy offensive.
"Just WHO the heck are you ANYWAYS?" Ranma demanded, allowing his irritation for Akane and Nabiki to fuel his focus.
"Ranma, it's important you calm down before I can explain..."
"How about I lay you out first, and then we'll discuss this?" Ranma retorted, now growing fustrated with his opponent's uncanny strength and rather talented level of skill. The hooded person's guard was so precise, easily redirecting the blows raining on it with almost subtle movements. That seemed almost redundant, for the blows Ranma was able to land, it seemed to be doing more damage to the pigtailed boy's fists and feet than to the other guy.
"We're not getting anywhere with this, you know?"
Before Ranma could retort, they both heard a voice from down below them in the yard. "Ranma, just who are you fighting on our rooftop?" Nabiki shouted up, obviously aggrivated by the racket. Akane and Kasumi looked up in concern as the two fighters looked down at them.
"No, not yet!" the hooded figure exclaimed, before quickly bolting from Ranma. The pigtailed boy quickly rushed in pursuit, not allowing his apparent stalker get away.
"Get back here! We've got unfinished business!"
"Sorry, Ranma, but I'm just not ready to meet her again!"
"Meet who? Just who the hell are you?" Ranma once again demanded, before realizing the figure he had been chasing came to a stop, quite a distance away from the Tendou home.
"You think you can refrain from trying to beat me into submission, even after I tell you?" the figure asked, with a good deal of mirth.
Ranma watched the figure still turned away from him warily, but decided to extend a little bit of trust, "Sure, I won't attack you right out, but if I don't like who I see, you only have seconds to make a getaway."
"Well then," the figure said, as he lowered his hood, and turned to face Ranma, "It's a good thing that you don't have any grievences against me, huh?"
Ranma staggered back, as if he had seen a ghost... probably because he was believing he was, "D...D... Tofu?"
The man favored Ranma with a subdued smile, "Reports of my death were greatly exaggurated."
Tofu wasn't nearly as fast as Ranma, so he could be forgiven for not even seeing the pigtailed boy move. The good doctor had been expecting it, really, and couldn't blame Ranma for going back on his promise. Considering the situation he 'left' them all in, it would be within Ranma's right to vent, not that it would be all that effective on him now. The move Ranma initiated on him still managed to knock him for a loop.
Tofu blinked, and then looked down at Ranma hugging him, "Ah... Ranma?"
The pigtailed boy seemed to suddenly realize what he was doing, a abuptly released the doctor. "Ah... it... you're not going to tell anyone about this, are ya?"
Tofu raised an eyebrow over the top rim of his glasses, before chuckling, "Heh, don't worry about it, I can understand, Ranma. I missed you too."
The pigtailed boy cleared his throat, as if the incident hadn't occured, "Hmm, well then..."
Ranma shouted down at Tofu, "HOW IN THE HELL COULD YOU DO THAT TO US?!?"
Tofu pulled his head out of the roof that Ranma imbedded him in, not in any pain, but sheepish for the unintentional invasion of privacy of the residents within, "It wasn't like I enjoyed doing it, Ranma, I just had to!"
"What in the heck made you *have* to fake your own death? Do you know what it did to Kasumi? Heck to any of us? I just wasn't the same without ya, doc!"
"Ranma, if I stayed another day or so, I *really* would be dead!" Tofu said flatly, dusting himself off, "I love Kasumi, there's no one else in the world that I adore more. And Wiggly-chan is... something else..."
"Heh, yeah, it is, isn't it?" Ranma said with a light chuckle, before his expression froze, "NOT THAT I KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THAT!"
Tofu politely ignored the outburst, "...the thing is, they were well on their way to working me towards my ancestors. A guy can only take so much!"
Ranma sighed, considering his own plight with his curse, "I hear ya, doc, I hear ya." The pigtailed martial artist stared firmly at Tofu, "You know you gotta let everyone know you're back... er... alive."
Tofu nodded, solumnly, "I will Ranma, in time."
"Uh uh," Ranma replied, "Now. You're not putting this off."
Tofu deflated, understanding what Ranma was alluding to. They both know he would put this off indefinitely, since it wouldn't exactly be easy to show up and broach the subject. With a defeated sigh, Tofu answered, "Well, I guess there isn't a point in putting it off, and I really do want to see Kasumi again," as Tofu said that, a goofy grin grew on his face, as his glasses began to fog up.
Ranma backed away a safe distance, recalling when he had just met Dr. Tofu, "Well, best we split now. They're gonna be scouring the city for us any minute."
Tofu nodded in agreement, enticing Ranma to lead the way. Before he followed, Tofu paused, and poked his head back into the hole he had created in the roof, "Little children shouldn't be playing adult games like that." With that, he followed after Ranma, leaving the two boys slowly nodding once at his departure, shocked at being caught with their pants down.
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Upon once again meeting her long lost love, Kasumi acted appropriately.
"And to think, I used to think you were the violent one of the family," Ranma commented, earning a nod of agreement from Akane herself.
"Yes, I understand I deserved that," Tofu stated, peeling himself off the wall. Even with his newfound strength, he thought that might leave a little bit of a mark.
"You... you... you.... oooohhhhh!" the eldest Tendou sister fumed, still balling her fists and shedding tears, "How could you?"
"Kasumi-chan," Tofu began to plead, "it was all I could do to keep myself from REALLY dying on you!"
"But we thought you DID die!" Kasumi retorted, trembling with her own never before unveiled anger.
"Yeah, that was a pretty smooth plan there, doctor," Nabiki commented, feeling more than a little betrayal and hurt, herself.
"But Kasumi, I didn't want to hurt you!"
"Well," Kasumi responded in a cold tone, "You succeeded without intent. If you'd excuse me, doctor..." Kasumi headed up the stairs, followed by Wiggly-chan; the plant using it's long willowy limbs to move itself.
"But Kasumi!"
It was Wiggly-chan's turn to release some pent up anger, as Tofu flew through a wall this time. "Have to admit, you batted a clean season, this time Doc," Ranma quipped, but not without sympathy.
"So the tree's mad at me, too," Tofu sighed, before standing up and straightening up his gi.
"Dr. Tofu, are you okay?" Akane enquired, ready to take her own turn at his hide if he was.
"Oh, I'm fine. That's actually the reason for my disappearance."
Ranma stopped Akane, just before she rushed the man. "I've been meaning to ask about that, how did you get so strong?"
Tofu pushed his broken glasses higher upon his nose, "Well, I had heard of legends surrounding a way that would allow me to survive the trials Kasumi and Wigglychan would put me through. A way that would increase any man's strength, durability, and endurance tenfold."
"Wuzzat?" Ranma enquired, intrigued at the tale.
Tofu's glasses gleamed in an ominous light, as he pulled a package of noodles from his gi, "The legendary Supersoba. The most sought after treasure of martial artists everywhere!"
"Super..." Akane started in slight disbelief.
"...soba?" Ranma finished, contemplating the benefits of such a thing.
"Yeah, superstrength, make your penis longer, whatever," Nabiki comented, bored with the story, and upending a glass of water onto Ranma, "I'm horny again, fix this dilemma."
Unfortunately for her, the redhead's attention was drawn elsewhere, "Ten times the endurance, hmmm?"
Everyone stared at the pigtailed girl's departure, before Tofu noted his now empty hand. "Oh... hell."
Standing on the hills just beyond Nerima, a figure stood, savoring the scene before him. It has been a while, and he had greatly missed his home for so long, missed those he cared about, and regretted the decision he made. He was sure they were greatly hurt by it, but he had no choice, since he was sure he would be dead by now if it hadn't been done.
Nonetheless, it was all for the better. Now he had nothing to concern for his welfare, since he now returned ten times the man he once was. He had given to an extensive search, but one of the holy grails of martial artists had been found, leaving him improved powerfully, and able to endure the trials he would now have to face up to.
With a smile that appeared from under the hood of his cloak, the man seemed more than eager to contend with said trials...
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"It was so nice of you to help me with the groceries, Ranma-chan," Kasumi smiled in gratitude at the redhead next to her, who was carrying the majority of the bags.
Ranma smiled from behind the wall in her arms, "Aw, it's no problem, Kasumi, just feeling helpful, is all."
"Oh?" Kasumi enquired with a knowing tone, "You haven't asked to borrow Wigglychan in a while..."
The pigtailed girl chuckled nervously, "Well, I guess I haven't have I?"
Before Kasumi could retort, She turned back to see Ranma pause in her steps, "Ranma-chan, is something wrong?"
The shorter girl set the groceries she was carrying against the fence, before turning to survey the area, "We're being watched..."
"Oh my, a voyeur?" Kasumi enquired, nervous, yet slightly stimulated at the same time.
Ranma shook her head slowly, "There is no lustful intent in this one... he could be dangerous..." Ranma's head suddenly jerked to one particular rooftop, where she spied the tail end of a fabric disappearing to the other side, "Stay here, Kasumi."
The older girl complied, as the redhead suddenly took off. As she reached the rooftop, Ranma saw the figure five houses away, deftly attempting to make his escape. "HEY! GET BACK HERE! WE HAVEN'T BEEN PROPERLY INTRODUCED YET!" The pigtailed girl shouted, quickly taking off in pursuit.
The figure in the cloak turned to face Ranma, while continuing to make his escape across the Nerima rooftops backwards. The pigtailed girl could see the smirk on the hooded figure's face, causing her to growl. "Don't be bashful! I just want to get to know you better!"
Ranma's scowl suddenly grew deeper, as the figure laughed at her, and somersaulted backwards to street level. Pressing herself to move faster through her aggivation, Ranma-chan began to close the gap between them, and launched herself downwards at the retreating man. The momentum she got from pushing herself off at an angle from the roof's edge carried her like a torpedo aimed at the figure she was pursuing.
Her attempt for a tackle was evaded, as the figure's cloak billowed from his pivot out of her way. The cloak itself hid his retaliation strike that completely caught her offguard, as Ranma landed in a sliding skid, shocked at his sudden appearance.
"Hey, what the...?"
The figure chuckled, as he threw away the torn latex that had been used to make a warm water balloon, "I figured it would be much easier dealing with you in this form, Ranma."
"Yeah, well buddy..." Ranma quipped, suddenly launching into a flurry of attacks, "...that's the biggest false presumption you've made, next to thinking you can take me on!"
"Actually, I-" The figure suddenly went to guarding against Ranma's offensive, working frantically to keep up with not getting tagged. "My, you've gotten better!"
Ranma didn't answer, as in the back of his mind, he was puzzling over where he had heard that voice before. More demanding of his thoughts was how strong exactly this guy was, it felt like he was pounding at granite!
Finding that pummeling the figure into submission was pointless, Ranma feinted a high blow, before suddenly sinking low, and grabbing his opponent around the waist. The figure was shocked, as the pigtailed martial artist then lifted him off the ground, then slammed him down, and straddled his waist in a Brazillian Jujitsu style mount.
The cloaked figure smirked slightly from his prone position under Ranma, "Hmm, your alter-ego seems to be affecting your fighting style as a guy, I see. You never seemed the type to be so foward in your guy form."
"What?" Ranma commented, before moving to lift the figure's hood up to get a good look at his face. Ranma was then exeedinly surprised for the second time, to find the man was no longer under him, having slid out without his noticing, "How...?"
By the time Ranma turned to track the figure, he was already to the rooftops, "We'll continue this later when you've calmed down a bit," he said with a little humor, before disappearing from Ranma's sight.
The pigtailed boy stood up, rubbing staring at the the departure route with a perplexed expression, "It... it couldn't be..."
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"I don't know who he was," Ranma commented, taking another cookie from the tray on the tearoom table, "It was weird, though, he seemed tougher than Ryoga at his best."
"So a new challenger comes to Nerima, eh?" Nabiki enquired, fantasizing about Ranma's defeat by strange guy. Nabiki couldn't decide which picture turned her on more; this newcomer using the ky jelly, and working Ranma until he fully submitted, or Ranma getting it salty crackers style.
Ranma pointedly turned away from Nabiki, and studied the wall, as Akane glared at her sister. "You better not touch that tray again until you get cleaned up, Nabiki."
The middle Tendou sister paused, looked at the position of her hands, and shrugged indifferently, "It's not like we've done less sanitary things." Nabiki grabbed another cookie, and began nibbling on it, pretending to be oblivious to Ranma's sudden disgustful expression.
"You know how uncomfortable it makes the virgin, Nabiki," Akane chided, giving Ranma a look of sympathy. Ranma returned it with an unamused hooded gaze.
"Oh come on, there's nothing wrong with my flavor, here, try!"
"CUT IT OUT!" Ranma immidiately pulled away from the half-eaten cookie that had almost been thrust down his throat.
Nabiki feigned a hurt expression, before turning to her sister, "Akane, does anything taste wrong with this?" The girl in question scrunched her face in contemplation, before opening her mouth.
"THAT'S IT! I'm gonna go out for a while," Ranma quickly stated, before rushing out of the tearoom.
Akane and Nabiki both blinked at his abrupt departure, as Akane still had her mouth open, and Nabiki had the morsel just inches from it. Akane sighed and gave her sister a baleful expression, "Thanks a lot, Nabiki."
Nabiki stuck out her tongue, before popping the rest of her tainted cookie into her mouth, "Sowwwwy"
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"Jerks, both of them," Ranma grumbled, as he leapt onto the rooftop of the Tendou home for some privacy, "Always acting like perverts... well who cares about 'em?"
"Honestly, after all this time, I thought you would have been desensitized to stuff like that..."
"Who...?" Ranma sat up from where he had began to lay his head on the rooftop. Quickly flipping into a guarded stance, Ranma was face to face with his cloaked advisary from earlier in the day, "YOU! YOU'VE BEEN SPYING ON ME?!?"
"Wait! You've got it-" Once again, he was cut off as Ranma went on the heavy offensive.
"Just WHO the heck are you ANYWAYS?" Ranma demanded, allowing his irritation for Akane and Nabiki to fuel his focus.
"Ranma, it's important you calm down before I can explain..."
"How about I lay you out first, and then we'll discuss this?" Ranma retorted, now growing fustrated with his opponent's uncanny strength and rather talented level of skill. The hooded person's guard was so precise, easily redirecting the blows raining on it with almost subtle movements. That seemed almost redundant, for the blows Ranma was able to land, it seemed to be doing more damage to the pigtailed boy's fists and feet than to the other guy.
"We're not getting anywhere with this, you know?"
Before Ranma could retort, they both heard a voice from down below them in the yard. "Ranma, just who are you fighting on our rooftop?" Nabiki shouted up, obviously aggrivated by the racket. Akane and Kasumi looked up in concern as the two fighters looked down at them.
"No, not yet!" the hooded figure exclaimed, before quickly bolting from Ranma. The pigtailed boy quickly rushed in pursuit, not allowing his apparent stalker get away.
"Get back here! We've got unfinished business!"
"Sorry, Ranma, but I'm just not ready to meet her again!"
"Meet who? Just who the hell are you?" Ranma once again demanded, before realizing the figure he had been chasing came to a stop, quite a distance away from the Tendou home.
"You think you can refrain from trying to beat me into submission, even after I tell you?" the figure asked, with a good deal of mirth.
Ranma watched the figure still turned away from him warily, but decided to extend a little bit of trust, "Sure, I won't attack you right out, but if I don't like who I see, you only have seconds to make a getaway."
"Well then," the figure said, as he lowered his hood, and turned to face Ranma, "It's a good thing that you don't have any grievences against me, huh?"
Ranma staggered back, as if he had seen a ghost... probably because he was believing he was, "D...D... Tofu?"
The man favored Ranma with a subdued smile, "Reports of my death were greatly exaggurated."
Tofu wasn't nearly as fast as Ranma, so he could be forgiven for not even seeing the pigtailed boy move. The good doctor had been expecting it, really, and couldn't blame Ranma for going back on his promise. Considering the situation he 'left' them all in, it would be within Ranma's right to vent, not that it would be all that effective on him now. The move Ranma initiated on him still managed to knock him for a loop.
Tofu blinked, and then looked down at Ranma hugging him, "Ah... Ranma?"
The pigtailed boy seemed to suddenly realize what he was doing, a abuptly released the doctor. "Ah... it... you're not going to tell anyone about this, are ya?"
Tofu raised an eyebrow over the top rim of his glasses, before chuckling, "Heh, don't worry about it, I can understand, Ranma. I missed you too."
The pigtailed boy cleared his throat, as if the incident hadn't occured, "Hmm, well then..."
Ranma shouted down at Tofu, "HOW IN THE HELL COULD YOU DO THAT TO US?!?"
Tofu pulled his head out of the roof that Ranma imbedded him in, not in any pain, but sheepish for the unintentional invasion of privacy of the residents within, "It wasn't like I enjoyed doing it, Ranma, I just had to!"
"What in the heck made you *have* to fake your own death? Do you know what it did to Kasumi? Heck to any of us? I just wasn't the same without ya, doc!"
"Ranma, if I stayed another day or so, I *really* would be dead!" Tofu said flatly, dusting himself off, "I love Kasumi, there's no one else in the world that I adore more. And Wiggly-chan is... something else..."
"Heh, yeah, it is, isn't it?" Ranma said with a light chuckle, before his expression froze, "NOT THAT I KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THAT!"
Tofu politely ignored the outburst, "...the thing is, they were well on their way to working me towards my ancestors. A guy can only take so much!"
Ranma sighed, considering his own plight with his curse, "I hear ya, doc, I hear ya." The pigtailed martial artist stared firmly at Tofu, "You know you gotta let everyone know you're back... er... alive."
Tofu nodded, solumnly, "I will Ranma, in time."
"Uh uh," Ranma replied, "Now. You're not putting this off."
Tofu deflated, understanding what Ranma was alluding to. They both know he would put this off indefinitely, since it wouldn't exactly be easy to show up and broach the subject. With a defeated sigh, Tofu answered, "Well, I guess there isn't a point in putting it off, and I really do want to see Kasumi again," as Tofu said that, a goofy grin grew on his face, as his glasses began to fog up.
Ranma backed away a safe distance, recalling when he had just met Dr. Tofu, "Well, best we split now. They're gonna be scouring the city for us any minute."
Tofu nodded in agreement, enticing Ranma to lead the way. Before he followed, Tofu paused, and poked his head back into the hole he had created in the roof, "Little children shouldn't be playing adult games like that." With that, he followed after Ranma, leaving the two boys slowly nodding once at his departure, shocked at being caught with their pants down.
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Upon once again meeting her long lost love, Kasumi acted appropriately.
"And to think, I used to think you were the violent one of the family," Ranma commented, earning a nod of agreement from Akane herself.
"Yes, I understand I deserved that," Tofu stated, peeling himself off the wall. Even with his newfound strength, he thought that might leave a little bit of a mark.
"You... you... you.... oooohhhhh!" the eldest Tendou sister fumed, still balling her fists and shedding tears, "How could you?"
"Kasumi-chan," Tofu began to plead, "it was all I could do to keep myself from REALLY dying on you!"
"But we thought you DID die!" Kasumi retorted, trembling with her own never before unveiled anger.
"Yeah, that was a pretty smooth plan there, doctor," Nabiki commented, feeling more than a little betrayal and hurt, herself.
"But Kasumi, I didn't want to hurt you!"
"Well," Kasumi responded in a cold tone, "You succeeded without intent. If you'd excuse me, doctor..." Kasumi headed up the stairs, followed by Wiggly-chan; the plant using it's long willowy limbs to move itself.
"But Kasumi!"
It was Wiggly-chan's turn to release some pent up anger, as Tofu flew through a wall this time. "Have to admit, you batted a clean season, this time Doc," Ranma quipped, but not without sympathy.
"So the tree's mad at me, too," Tofu sighed, before standing up and straightening up his gi.
"Dr. Tofu, are you okay?" Akane enquired, ready to take her own turn at his hide if he was.
"Oh, I'm fine. That's actually the reason for my disappearance."
Ranma stopped Akane, just before she rushed the man. "I've been meaning to ask about that, how did you get so strong?"
Tofu pushed his broken glasses higher upon his nose, "Well, I had heard of legends surrounding a way that would allow me to survive the trials Kasumi and Wigglychan would put me through. A way that would increase any man's strength, durability, and endurance tenfold."
"Wuzzat?" Ranma enquired, intrigued at the tale.
Tofu's glasses gleamed in an ominous light, as he pulled a package of noodles from his gi, "The legendary Supersoba. The most sought after treasure of martial artists everywhere!"
"Super..." Akane started in slight disbelief.
"...soba?" Ranma finished, contemplating the benefits of such a thing.
"Yeah, superstrength, make your penis longer, whatever," Nabiki comented, bored with the story, and upending a glass of water onto Ranma, "I'm horny again, fix this dilemma."
Unfortunately for her, the redhead's attention was drawn elsewhere, "Ten times the endurance, hmmm?"
Everyone stared at the pigtailed girl's departure, before Tofu noted his now empty hand. "Oh... hell."