More than meets the eye (23/7/2007)
Author's note
Well, this will be a shorter chapter but I wanted to try Kasumi interacting with the Autobots. And I decided to pick the most difficult one to try out first. Hope it comes out well in writing. So without further ado….
Chapter 9: Hit it Jazz
The lights of the morning sun shone through the window unto Kasumi's sleeping form. This time she was well rested and did not need the alarm clock which mostly served as a back up call should the rising sun fail to wake her either due to rain or exhaustion on her part. The girl started the day with a beautiful smile as she remembered her adventures for the past few days. Her thoughts quickly centred on a certain yellow car that had entered her life a little while ago and in one week changed it forever.
She stood up from bed and stretched herself in her nightdress, which was long and made her body shapeless. It's only sexy quality was the generous amount of cleavage it revealed but Kasumi never wore it outside her bedroom. Since Tofu's proposal though, she had been unusually aware of her body even when she was alone, often thinking or comparing herself with other girls, from her sisters to Kuno. Her own humility concluded that she was inferior to everyone, even Akane although a dense person like Kuno would agree that Kasumi was the true beauty in Nerima. This unusual change was due to the fact that no men had shown interest in her at all save for Happosai's perverted gazes and Tofu's nonsensical manner, both of which Kasumi did not count as attraction that was the prelude to courtship. The truth was she wanted to be married to a nice young handsome man who would appreciate her as she was. Unlike most girls though, she couldn't care less if the man was rich or poor. After all, Ranma himself was one of the finest specimens of the male species who despite his inept social skills was truly blessed with a heart of gold that belied that conniving father of his. He certainly didn't lack in the physical department… Kasumi blushed and mentally slapped herself as she remembered the few times she caught Ranma naked, either because he had suddenly switched from girl to guy whilst naked or when after the Cat-Tongue incident when Ranma had ecstatically changed back into a guy in the girl's. The boy certainly lived up to his name…. this time, Kasumi really did slap herself and quickly changed into a bathing robe and then went to take a bath before starting the day's breakfast.
That morning, her father made a most unexpected announcement. The man had struck gold by winning one million yen in the lottery and was now planning to take the family on a trip to Okinawa beach, at a five star hotel no less. Despite being in the middle of autumn, Okinawa was renowned for its subtropical climate of around 20 degrees Celsius all year round. This earned a whoop from Akane and Nabiki while Ranma was mildly excited, more to the fact that nothing happy ever happened to him in any family trip, plus the fact that swimming would mean he would be in his girl form most of the time and be the obsession of every hotblooded male on the beach. In truth, Kasumi was also very shy and was not too keen on going to the beach either, not being very good at swimming. Granted Akane was not good at swimming either but she at least enjoyed the water. Kasumi hadn't been to swimming pools, beaches or even public baths enough to be secure in publicly displaying herself.
"Come on Onee-Chan, let this trip be one of fun and relaxation for you. I assure you that Ranma and I are going to be with you all the time to keep the perverts from you," Akane vowed.
Ranma also puffed his chest. "Yer right Akane, any one who even so much as looks at Kasumi is going to get the pounding of his life."
Nabiki quietly ate her breakfast. Between bites, she said, "Then be prepared to pound the entire beach population Ranma, including her prince charming should he happen to be there." This prompted a glare from Ranma followed by a sheepish look, as he would probably have to pound himself as well.
"Can I just rephrase that Kasumi? I'll just pound those who want to do perverted stuff to you," Ranma said.
The elder Tendo smiled. "I accept your offer only if you avoid the mayhem and quarrels with Akane-chan."
Ranma and Akane blushed, each twiddling their fingers. Unknown to each other, both desired to see each other in bathing attire. Also unknown to them was Kasumi picking up their reaction and she smiled even brighter. She suddenly had a brainwave and asked her father a question.
"Father, have you give thought of our transportation on the islands?" Kasumi asked.
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Three days later, they were in a small secluded spot on the beach actually having fun. Kasumi's worst fears didn't come true, none of the fiancée brigade arrived to crash the party on the first day of their arrival, at least not yet. Without them, the family actually had a semblance of normality. Ranma and the three Tendo sisters played beach ball or swam in the lukewarm waters of the beach. Ranma took the opportunity to try teach Akane and Kasumi how to swim, while Nabiki decided to go to the busier parts of the beach and seduce young men into buying her drinks and pampering her.
"That's it girls, keep your heads up and don't stop kicking. Don't let go of my hands either," he said at the two Tendo sisters grasping his hand and trying to keep their bodies floating while kicking their feet. As the water wasn't cold, it hadn't activated his curse yet so he was still in male form. "And remember Akane, DON'T INHALE THE WATER!" The two Tendo sisters were exhausted but both were delighted at Ranma actually taking the effort to patiently give them swimming lessons and redoubled their efforts. And Ranma was very patient indeed, especially with Akane who was having trouble learning whereas Kasumi learnt swiftly and was soon comfortably floating in the waves enjoying the sun on her face and body. She was wearing a simple green colour one piece swimsuit which still accentuated her curves and left nothing to imagination. She felt shy at first but after finding the secluded beach spot and that nobody else would be intruding on their private vacation, she relaxed and allowed herself to have a bit of fun and forget that in the future there might be an alien war that might be waged in her country.
She looked sideways and observed Ranma and Akane. She sighed when she saw how happy they looked for once, without a care in the world and truly acting like normal teenagers instead of the bickering couple plagued by a hundred problems in their home. Kasumi saw a sense of irony that the family seemed to enjoy peace only after something major happened. What she didn't expect was that major thing would happen to her. Kasumi then mentally slapped herself. She didn't want to return to the past nor to the nightmares that accompanied her for a few nights now.
As the sun continued to climb in the sky, Kasumi thought that it would be time for lunch. She swam back to the beach and went to the vehicle that the family had rented to take them around the island, a green Hummer.
"Having a good time Kasumi?" Hound asked as Kasumi took the huge picnic basket from the Hummer's trunk.
Kasumi smiled. "Oh yes Hound, it's so nice and peaceful here. I'm really glad Father took us on this trip."
"Your father seems more caring then he lets on. From what I observed so far, he seemed more likely to spend it on alcoholic beverages rather than take his family for a holiday," Hound said.
"Yes, it was surprising but I'm not complaining. He is my Father after all," she replied as she looked at Soun and Genma sitting under an umbrella engrossed in their shogi game as usual. Kasumi breathed a sigh of relief that they were concentrating on the game. If they saw Ranma teaching Akane to swim now, and the girl at the moment was already learning to swim on her own, they would have come down on the two's throat at once talking about weddings.
"I don't mean to talk about bad things, but any luck on finding the key or Decepticons?" she asked.
"Hush, we'll talk later. You know the usual drill. Take me out for a drive later tonight and we'll find somewhere I can transform and talk," Hound said. "Oh by the way, I have a little gift for you. Look in the glove compartment."
Kasumi was puzzled but did as he asked. When she opened to compartment, she gazed at the plastic card that had her photo on it. A card that now awarded Kasumi with the right to drive a vehicle.
"Oh my, I couldn't Hound, I'm haven't even taken a formal test yet, it would be wrong," Kasumi said.
It was strange to hear the Hummer snort. "Despite what Jazz may boast, he's not the best driver among the Autobots. Bumblebee is. If he says that you are a good driver, then you are a good driver. This card is merely formality and will help alleviate some of your concerns driving any of us should you be stopped by the police. Take it Kasumi, it is also a gift from Prowl. If you still feel obligated to pay for it, just bring me whatever you can cook this evening. I've never seen Prowl smile for a long time and I'm curious to see what made him smile."
Kasumi was touched and finally took the card. As she didn't have her handbag with her that had been left at the hotel, she slipped it in her bosom and thanked Hound, promising to meet him tonight for a little snack. The she lifted the huge basket and carried it to the beach.
"Ranma-kun, Akane-chan! Time for lunch! Uncle, Daddy, come and eat!" she cried to her family as she spread the picnic basket.
After lunch, she was careful to remember taking her medicine.
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Sometime during the day, Kasumi was walking down the road, having walked to the convenience store to buy some tidbits and drinks for her family. Ranma true to his word didn't leave Kasumi alone and escorted her even on the short trip. This gave the both of them a rare chance to talk.
"So Kasumi, you're a swimmer now. Just don't swim too far away from me till I can't see ya. I can't protect you if I can't see ya you know," he joked. He felt a great deal more comfortable talking to Kasumi since the day Kasumi help lay out his choices and implored him to take control of his life. He had taken this to heart, doing his best to control his mouth and generally tried to get along with Akane better. One of the main things drawing them together now was their martial arts. Having listened to the story of Kasumi nearly being raped and yet having the strength to not only tell her family and arrange the police report but also deal with the entire Nerima Wrecking Crew had given him a newfound respect for women. He knew that they could be strong due to his experience with the Chinese Amazons but still maintained that anything a woman could do, a man could do better. But Kasumi's ordeal was something that Ranma himself did not think he could endure if it had happened to him. Ranma thought that the most likely outcome for himself was to commit sepukku rather than face anyone with her shame.
Learning his lesson that women were as strong as men, if not stronger, Ranma had awkwardly asked Akane if she would like to spar. The result was a smile that nearly melted Ranma on the spot and the sounds of shouts and cries in the dojo barely seconds after that. For once, Kasumi was happy to take out the first aid kit to treat Akane's bruises after the vigorous sparing session, which served as a reminder to Akane on how far behind she was compared to Ranma. The boy had actually landed a few punches and kicks this time rather than just avoiding her. This would be a precursor to the swimming lesson he gave today.
Kasumi was thankful that part of their growing closer was due to the NWC taking precautions against Happosai after her warning. Cologne had temporarily closed the Cat Café to train both Shampoo and Mousse, the Kunos were busy renovating their house into a veritable fortress, and Ukyo had gone with Konatsu and Ryoga to train up her unarmed combat skills. For once, the fiancée brigade was out of Ranma's hair and the absence of them was nurturing the love between Ranma and Akane.
"Thank you Ranma, yes I won't stray to far away from you. I'm not a very good swimmer yet you know," Kasumi said.
"That's bullshit Kasumi, yer are a good swimmer and I don't need to teach yer anymore. I'm really impressed that you learned so quickly. Akane still hasn't got it quite right yet but you are ready to learn other strokes. With a little training, you might actually give me a run for my money should we decide to swim across to China." Kasumi wanted to laugh at Ranma's absurd assertion but it faltered when she noticed that Ranma was dead serious.
"Really Ranma? I don't think my level is anywhere near yours though," Kasumi said.
"Maybe not now, but if you actually take the Art with Akane, who knows? Then we'll have two heirs to the Tendo school of martial arts."
This made Kasumi stop in shock and Ranma who was walking behind her bumped straight into her, causing her to fall and drop her shopping bags. The pig-tailed martial artist was flustered when he realised what he did and hurriedly started apologising.
"Ranma, I could have sworn you said that a woman could take over the Tendo school of martial arts," Kasumi said in amazement.
This made the boy twiddle nervously with his pigtail. "That was before …. IT happened to you. From that day on, I think you are actually stronger than I am up here," he tapped his head. "And if you're stronger up here, then you can't be that far off down here," he pointed to his impressive muscles.
Kasumi blushed as she was once again attracted to Ranma's physique. 'You've missed the boat Kasumi, Ranma heart belongs to another now,' she thought sadly.
"Thank you Ranma for your confidence. I just wish I could meet someone like you one day," Kasumi said.
They both suddenly heard loud music blaring down the road. Eventually a silver Mazda RX-7 loomed from the road, zoomed at a speed of eighty kilometres and stopped right in front of them. Sitting in the driver's seat was a man who looked suspiciously like Tom Cruise dressed in a Hawaiian shirt, Bermuda pants and wore dark sunglasses. But when Kasumi took a closer look at him, she gasped. It really was a Tom Cruise replica but the car was unmistakably the alternate mode for one Autobot.
Jazz.
Ranma growled as the Tom Cruise which she knew was a hologram lifted his shades and gave Kasumi a top down gaze, whistling as he eyed Kasumi's curves. "Whoa babe, how bout you ditch the little pony and hang out with a wild stallion like me?"
"LITTLE PONY! I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT MY PONY IS AT LEAST TWELVE INCHES……" he stopped as he realised what he was saying aloud and turned as red as a tomato. "Never mind that, how dare you speak to Kasumi like that?!" Ranma's fists clenched as he walked towards the Mazda but froze when Kasumi said, "Hello Jazz, fancy meeting you here?"
"The Mademoiselle remembers me, I am flattered," the hologram said. He then opened the other car door seat. "Would you like to see what the Jazz man can do?" he winked suggestively.
To Ranma's amazement, Kasumi said, "Of course Jazz, how could I refuse such a generous offer? I trust that you will be a gentleman?" She said the last sentence that froze not only Ranma's blood but Jazz's spark. The Tom Cruise hologram actually paled and saluted Kasumi. "Yes ma'am," he said meekly, sounding like Hound for once.
"Kasumi-chan, you sure it's a good idea? Please tell me this isn't the guy who save you from the old pervert," Ranma said uncertainly.
"No Ranma but he is A friend of that friend. And I trust his friends as much as I trust him. That is enough for me Ranma. Please bring the bags back to the hotel Ranma. Tell the others I'll meet them in Naha city at 3pm. We'll meet at the McDonalds restaurant we saw when we first landed in the airport. Alright?" Kasumi said.
Ranma didn't like leaving Kasumi with someone who seemed to like women a little too much but he didn't dare question Kasumi's judgement as well. "OK Kasumi, have fun. And YOU," he snarled pointing at the hologram, "If you do anything to Kasumi, this is what will happen to your head," he picked up a large rock and threw it into the air.
"Moko Takabisha!" he cried and a small blast of chi emerged from his hand as he punched it in the rock's direction and shattered the rock to tiny pieces.
The hologram's eyes went wide. "Whoah, that's mighty impressive for a human. We should spar sometimes," Jazz said.
Kasumi mentally frowned at Jazz's choice of words. "Come on Jazz, let's talk while we drive," she hurriedly said as she stepped into the passenger seat of the Mazda. The hologram nodded and drove off leaving a confused pig-tailed martial artist behind.
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The Mazda RX-7 cruised along the highway with the sea at the right hand side. The sea air tasted delicious to Kasumi and she untied her ponytail which she had kept even when she was swimming and let it flow freely behind her. She never got tired of the feeling of freedom as the air hit her face and let her hair fly. Jazz's power generator nearly melted as he observed the beautiful woman next riding him smile serenely.
"For someone who learned how to drive only six days ago, you really dig car rides," Jazz said, for once serious.
"It does feel fantastic. I never knew I could enjoy such a simple act. Bumblebee is a fantastic driver as well, every time I ride him is a new experience," Kasumi said.
"Well babe, can't argue with you there. He always was a devil on the road," Kasumi was surprised to find Jazz agreeing with him.
"If you want, you can get behind the wheel. I'll relinquish control to you. And I'm going to teach you a few moves as well that might save you should you drive a car that ain't an Autobot. Or the Matrix forbid, a Decepticon," Jazz said.
Kasumi's smile faltered. "Speaking of which, may I ask if you've found anything on them yet?"
"I ain't wanna make you sweat Kasumi, but the Decepti-punks were always better at disguising than us. We're at a disadvantage since we got here later than them. They know how many of us are here now but we ain't got a clue how many of them are here. It could be anywhere between two to thirty Decepti-creeps. My best guess, based on our past battles, the number of Decepti-topheads we know are still alive and the ones most likely to be loyal to Megatron, we got at least seven of those assholes on Earth before us. And then there's Megatron as well," the Autobot actually sounded bitter for once.
She looked at the hologram. She tried to put her hand on its left hand but it being a hologram, her hand went through the projection of light and she ended up holding the steering wheel instead. "Forgive me Jazz, for bringing up such an ugly topic. I should have waited until we meet up with Hound tonight," she said, patting the steering wheel.
"Don't sweat it Kasumi. It's our objective to keep you humans out of our war and you have a right to know our progress, which is I'm sad to say nothing much yet," Jazz said. The hologram then smiled. "Don't think the way I act is a front for covering my sadness either, I really dig Earth chicks," he said suavely as his gaze travelled to the red tank top and jeans that Kasumi was wearing.
"Oh my, I really don't understand why guys keep staring at me like that," Kasumi blushed under Jazz's gaze.
The Tom Cruise hologram actually face vaulted and the Mazda veered wildly for a moment. It then drove off the road and unto the beach where it searched for a cove where they couldn't be seen from the road. Once there, Jazz asked Kasumi to exit the car before it transformed into its robot mode. Kasumi noticed that Jazz didn't look quite as big as the rest of the Autobots, even Bumblebee. He only looked twice the height of a man at a little over twelve feet tall.
"Kasumi dear, you are a certifiable babe. Allow me to enlighten you," he said and then a visor slid down from above his eyes, covering it. He held up his left hand and from it came the hologram of Mariah Carrey. A stark naked Mariah Carrey. Then he held up his right hand and another naked figure appeared. It was Kasumi's image.
"JAZZ!" she cried. Autobot or not, she wasn't allowing anyone to take a peek at her naked.
"This is you. That is Mariah Carey, one of the most beautiful and sexy women in the world. Now if you pay attention….." Jazz then proceeded to describe in great detail, the exact size and proportions of herself and then comparing it with Mariah Carrey, always concluding that Kasumi's body was superior to the super diva in every respect. He didn't just stop at comparing her to Mariah Carrey though but to a large number of singers and models such as Kate Moss, Nicole Kidman, Utada Hikaru, Jessica Alba, Cameron Diaz, Kira Knightly, Paris Hilton, Lindsey Lohan, Pamela Anderson and a dozen other celebrities.
"As you can clearly see, your proportions are perfect in every way, the others all look like cheap whores compared to a magnificent specimen such as you. Kasumi, it's good to be humble, but to put down yourself when you are so clearly superior is just plain annoying. I like my ladies to have spunk and self-esteem, although a measure of submissiveness is good too. So take my advice sister and start appreciating yourself for once. That Ranma character must be gay to have chosen your youngest sister over you," Jazz finished, making all the naked models and singers on is left hand vanish but he still eyed the naked Kasumi hologram in his right hand.
Kasumi smiled sweetly. "Jazz, could put your head near mine for a moment? I've got something for you."
This made Jazz get excited and he lay on his chest and faced Kasumi's head. His silver face actually blushed mocha silver as Kasumi's face drew closer to his. 'It's finally happening, I'm going to be kissed by the hottest chick on the planet!' In anticipation, he closed his eyes and puckered his lips.
SLAP!
What the Autobot got instead was a sharp slap on his right cheek. He yelped not so much at the pain which was miniscule but the suddenness and utter surprise of the action from one as sweet and loving as Kasumi. The naked image of Kasumi vanished in his right hand and he put it to his cheek, rubbing it sheepishly.
Kasumi rubbed her hand. She had struck with all of her strength and now realised it wasn't wise to strike metal with flesh. Her fake smile was on her face however. "Jazz, I'm very displeased at you having a naked image of me. Can I trust you to delete it from you memory? I'm sure you can do it if you are anything like a computer operating system," she said in a sweet voice that again chilled Jazz's internal circuitry.
"Yes Kasumi," he said meekly. Kasumi nodded then took a look at her watch.
"I believe it's time to meet my family in Naha. May I drive you back to the city?" Kasumi asked Jazz.
"Yes Kasumi," he said not daring to contravene Kasumi. He quickly transformed into his car form and let Kasumi climb into the driver's seat and drove back to the city.
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The hotel suite that the Tendos and Saotomes was truly massive and came with a small kitchen and fridge. This meant that Kasumi could still cook for her family, and she didn't mind as it gave it gave her a chance to try some of the Okinawan recipes that she had read about while on the plane. Cooking was something that Kasumi found delight in, no matter where she was, even when stranded on Prince Toma's island. That night, she cooked a veritable feast of Okinawan Chanpuru, which was essentially specially stir fried bitter melon, various other vegetables, tofu as well as thinly sliced pork belly and luncheon meat. As discreetly as she could, she hid a large portion of what she cooked away for Jazz and Hound to sample later.
Later that night, an unlikely trio sat in front of a campfire on the beach, enjoying Kasumi's culinary fest and laughing as Kasumi recounted the misadventures of Ranma and co.
"You mean to tell me that boy can actually change into a girl? Is she a hot hootchie mama as well?"Jazz didn't know whether to be happy or disgusted that Ranma, who was a good example of a man as any, could turn into a red head which, by Kasumi's description was bigger in proportions than the eldest Tendo sister.
"Yes Jazz but make no mistake about it, Ranma is a guy through and through, even in his girl form," Kasumi said.
Jazz grinned lecherously. "So that means he is a lesbian when he's a girl? Hot dog!"
"Shut up Jazz, can't you stop talking about the opposite sex for once?" Hound scolded.
"What do you expect? I haven't been laid for more than five centuries of Earth years now!" Jazz protested.
Hound rubbed the bridge of his nose. "We all haven't Jazz, don't think you're the only one who misses the touch of a female," he said quietly.
The silver Autobot became melancholic again and only lightened when Kasumi placed another piece of stir fried pork belly on his plate. Only then did the Autobot lighten up and he eagerly put the stir fried piece into his mouth. "Mmmmmmmm, I can see why stuffy old Prowl actually dig this stuff. It's almost as good as the old Energon Goodies back home."
Kasumi smiled. "Would I be able to try it?"
"Nah, that thing is raw energy to you, would probably kill you. It would be like eating raw coal to you although to us, it's more of a candy," Jazz said.
"I hope this will make your stay in this world more enjoyable. It would be a shame if your only source of nourishment was car petrol."
Hound made a face. "You're certainly right there. Still there's not much of a choice although our energy needs aren't that great. We get a lot of energy from simple solar already; feeling up our engines with your oil is like a supplementary vitamin to you. However, it tastes like disposal waste to us."
"Oh my, I hope Optimus and the others are OK with just petrol oil. I wish we could all get together and have a nice meal together," Kasumi said. In truth she missed the Autobot leader and looked forward to seeing and talking with him. Never in her life had she met someone so old and wise and she loved the way Optimus spoke; in a way it reminded Kasumi of her mom putting her to bed when she was young.
The two Autobots looked at each other. "That day may come soon. According to our last communication with Optimus, he, Ironhide and Ratchet have pretty much ruled out Hokkaido. Today, Jazz and I have covered Okinawa island, including the American military bases you have here. No sign of the Key or Megatron. Tomorrow Jazz will go scouting the rest of the Ryukyu islands. By the time you finish your vacation three days from now, we would have covered all of Japan except a small part of Honshu Island. Bumblebee and Prowl still suspect that the Key is located somewhere in Tokyo so we'll concentrate our search there after we return to Nerima," Hound said.
"Then maybe we'll have a feast together. Why don't you write down a list of ingredients and we can procure them for you instead of you having to sacrifice your money to feed seven extra energy converters? You should plan a Japanese culinary cuisine from your three main regions of Honshu, Hokkaido and Okinawa," Hound continued.
Kasumi clapped her hands excitedly. "What a brilliant idea Hound, I promise that you will not regret it," Kasumi exclaimed.
Jazz had only one word to add.
"WOOHOOO!!
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Rrrrinngg rrrrinnggg! The sound of a bicycle bell alerted a figure hiding in the shadows of its impeding quarry. The figure hid in the alley between two shops, behind a large garbage dumpster. It then let out an audible wounded meow.
The beautiful purple haired girl riding the bicycle stopped instantly upon hearing the sound. She held a delivery box in one hand while the other was holding the bicycle wheel. She curiously looked at the direction of the sound and screamed softly at the sight of blood on the ground and a cat's tail visible at the edge of the garbage dumpster.
"Aiyah, little kitty must be hurt yes? Me take you back to Cat Café and nurse you back to health!" the girl squealed as she dismounted her bicycle and ran to the garbage dumpster, still balancing the delivery box in her right hand.
She was puzzled when she saw that the cat lying behind the dumpster was actually dead. It had been horrible mangled by something huge, like a big cat tiger. Her blood ran cold when she heard a growling coming out of the wall behind her. She looked back and could only see four shining canines in her face before pain flooded her.
"AIIIIIIYAAAAAHHHH!" Shampoo screamed.
Nearby, Cologne and Mousse froze as they recognised the scream. "Shampoo!" they cried before both scrambled out of the restaurant. As they neared the alley, they saw a cat like creature dart out of it. The creature briefly gazed at the two Amazons with blood dripping from its claws before it dashed away.
"MOUSSE, SEE IF SHAMPOO IS IN THE ALLEY! I WILL HUNT DOWN THAT FIEND!" Cologne commanded. The Amazon male did as he was told as Cologne started chasing the creature throughout the streets of Nerima. She tried to put away the loud wail of anguish that sounded behind her.
She chased the creature for sometime and then out of nowhere, a police car appeared and the creature leapt into its open window. The police car then drove away at a demonic speed that eventually tired even Cologne out. Her heart nearly failed from exhaustion but she was still powered by her anger. She could not make out the police car's license plates but she noted the odd symbol that was inscribed on the car's door.
The old woman then wearily made her way to the Nerima General Hospital for she already knew that for Mousse to wail like that, it must have been an injury beyond Amazon self-treatment. She gripped her staff until her fingernails bled as she burned the symbol on the police car into her memory.
"BY THE HONOUR OF THE CHINESE AMAZONS, YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR TRANSGRESSION! VENGEANCE WILL BE OURS!" she roared from atop a tall shop, filling everyone with who heard it in Nerima with fear and trepidation.
To be continued…..
Author's notes
Captain Cypher of the Fallen Angels looks wearily at the author. "Do you have to do this to all the females in the Ranma cast? I noticed you haven't done anything to Akane yet," he growled.
Author defiantly says, "Hey, at least I wasn't being a hentai this time. And I haven't touch Ranma's girl half and Ukyo yet"
"Fine, tell it to the Shampoo fans coming over the horizon. I'm taking the Fallen Angels to hunt down the Slaanesh Daemonettes in Forging Our Own Destinies fic. I'm tired of coming here to rescue your ass all the time!" he then shouts to the three hundred Space Marines before him. "Brothers, return to the other fanfiction! We got some real demon slaying to do instead of protecting his sorry ass."
"OK, FINE, I CAN TAKE CARE OF MYSELF!" author says defiantly as the Space Marines enter a portal. His blood runs cold at the rising war cries of a thousand Shampoo fans closing in. Just as the last Space Marine enters the portal, he runs for the portal.
"WAIT FOR ME!!!"
author grins in real life
Seriously speaking though, unlike Nabiki I don't hate Shampoo. I find her annoying yes but do not hate or despise her. Anyway, it's my fiction and I pray that you will carry on until the end.
By the way, I know I stated earlier that it would be a short fic but somehow, I just couldn't stop typing resulting in another long chapter. Hope it is a satisfying chapter. Flames and reviews are extremely welcome. Personal questions will be answered, feel free to e-mail me at any time.
Goodnight and God bless you all.