Poisoned Honor

A RANMA 1/2 FAN FICTION

BY WILLIAM O'HALLORAN

AKA Nuki Mouse

Authors notes: This is a story based on characters owned and copy righted by Takahashi Rumiko and VIZ Communications. I wrote this story for entertainment purposes only and have not received any money for it, nor will I attempt to.

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CHAPTER TWO: MID MORNING REFLECTIONS.

Ranma awoke with a start, That was the weirdest dream yet, it HAD to be Akane's cooking! she thought to herself.

She found herself lying nude in the middle of her room, on top of a heap of chinese clothes. These aren't mine! she groggily realized, looking at the clothes and tried to make some sense of her surroundings. When she tried to sit up, the pain from her bruised kidney shot up her side and the memory of Nabiki's kick returned. WHAT THE HELL?......It wasn't a dream?

AKANE! anguished Ranma. WHAT have I DONE? Ranma-chan thought as she tried to fully recall the early morning events. The compulsion to seek out her fiancee hit her again, and the abnormal sexual desires as well. I know I'm not a LEZ! At least I thought I wasn't...

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Just this last summer, the Tendos and their guest had rented a beachfront condo. Because of the ocean, swimming, water sports, and his water-attracting curse, Ranma was spending most of his time as a girl. Although he still was not as modest as a 'true' girl, he was starting to find it very embarrassing to become female while wearing only a boy's swim trunk, especially as his well-endowed girl body continued to 'mature'.

But in reality his 17-yr old male hormones were kicking up a storm, and just the sight of Akane, who loved her bikinis, and Nabiki, with her French cut one pieces and their lowcut backs, would cause him extreme sexual "embarrassment" and "discomfort". Ranma-chan found that while female, the other girls' scantily clad bodies didn't seem to bother her much at all. But she then discovered, to her horror, during a local suntan, swimsuit, and body building contest a totally new aspect of her female form. Ranma-chan found herself actually admiring the bod's of the MALE hardbodies and felt a very definite sexual attraction to them.

This scared the "macho" Ranma to the bone, and for the next few days he did everything he could to stay male, dodging water from everywhere (including an overflowing toilet), refusing to step out onto the beach or even to leave the condo, and generally making everyone miserable. He finally gave up and accepted this new aspect of his curse, just after a blimp advertising a brand of film, dump its liquid ballast on him.

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This... this can't be...TRUE? Ranma thought to herself. Rapist are... scum... don't deserve ta live... kill'm all...! The moral and chivalrous nature of Ranma was completely at odds with her morning actions both as a girl and especially as a boy. I don't fight girls, not even as one, how... how could I attack Akane like that? The confused girl silently sobbed to herself Maybe... maybe I don't deserve ta live...

These clothes, they must be Shampoo's....! Ranma suddenly, fearfully, looked about the room for the cat. She noticed the odd arrangement of the books and bucket in the corner and vaguely remembered Nabiki imprisoning Shampoo. I can't stay... here, not with HER over there... Ranma painfully got to her feet and tried the door, trying to keep her Neko-ken fear under control. It's jammed, or nailed shut, she thought, knowing this to be something Nabiki might do.

I could force it, break it down, but that'll just make things worse! Ranma-chan instead glanced over at the window and headed for her own 'private' entrance. The window... It's open! That must be how Shampoo got in! Ranma thought, as she vaguely remembered the feeling of a ghost, or stealthy Amazon, in her room. She grabbed the set of boxers and a T-shirt that served as her pajamas for where they laid near her bed and slipped out onto the roof. She retreated to a isolated portion of the roof, just above the laundry room door, and quietly dressed.

I could go ta Akane... try ta apologize... but... but HOW? Maybe if... if she really does love me she'll listen...? But Ranma Knew this was a foolish hope. I'm female, now... and I still want ta be with her, I can hardly stand bein' away! She so kawaii and sexy, I... I could change back, and...! Ranma's eyes bugged. Where DID THAT come from? I can't still be wantin' ta... RAPE her? the shocked girl drew up into a fetal position and wrapped her arms around her knees, as if to hug herself.

Maybe its because I love Akane, I want ta please her so, ta make her feel good? Pondered the scared girl, as tears came to her eyes. Kami, I'm a GIRL now, I KNOW these thoughts are WRONG! Why don't they just go away?

Maybe if... if I now know these feelings ARE wrong, maybe I can start to fight'em, I can change back and...? Ranma shook herself at this thought. While I was male, I couldn't... wouldn't... Din't want ta stop... not with Shampoo, or Akane, I even... even wanted NABIKI! she realized as the memory of his glomping onto Nabiki returned, and just how MUCH he had enjoyed the feel of her body. Akane, Nabiki, Kasumi... they ain't safe... not from ME, not while I'm like this! I can't be male, again... not now! Maybe never! I don't want ta be... I couldn't live with myself as a.... a rapist, a hentai...

Rapist, ain't they diseased, or insane, or something, like... umm.... Happosai? onna-Ranma thought. He would pawl at girls and steals their undies, but the freak NEVER actually tried ta rape someone she realized. That serial rapist they caught last year, din't he start just attackin' young girls, then later he started raping'em,... then finally progressed to killin'em? she recalled the horrendous crime spree. Din't he say that he was only doin' what they liked, that... that... THEY wanted it...!

This thought cause Ranma stomach, already in a turmoil, to puke up a foul bile. "Yew... yuk... gag..." emitted from her throat as she cleared it. Is... Is... that what is next for me... ta kill someone? Maybe if I was never... never ta be a boy again, I won't... ka... ka... KILLL anyone thought the girl as she paled.

Could... I live that way? As a girl.....ALWAYS?... never ta return ...ta be a man .... ta be ME, again? Would it work? Wondered Ranma-chan.

No... I was a girl... and, and I still tried ta... ta... tried ta DO 'it' with Akane, even without a... a... co-- cocc-- cccoo--- ooockk. Sobbed the girl.

I can't, can't KEEP from changin', I tried.... I can't even stay a girl when I NEED ta ran though Ranma-chan's mind as she remembered all the times she had been drenched with hot tea, or ramen soup, or once, even the warm wet steam escaping from a sewer grate. The more Ranma tried not to change, the more these weird instances seemed to happen.

I know what needs ta be done... how ta end this... Ranma suddenly decided as she rose and slowly approached the roof edge. Ranma look out on the dojo's yard, and noticed that someone, maybe Kasumi? had hung several sets of yukatas, and their matching haori on the outside clothesline to air out after the long winter storage. I'll need better clothes as she eyed them that small yellow one with the flowers, that may fit me now, and my old rain day sandals are on the porch below. She thought as she look at the lightweight kimonos hanging from the clothesline.

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Akane was in Kasumi's room, lying on her bed, still in shock. Before Nabiki had emptied out all the hot water, Kasumi help Akane wash. She knew this sometimes helped calm and reassure the victim in cases like this. The whole time Akane was being washed, she did not utter a word, just stared blankly at Kasumi with a dead, vacant look in her eyes. Afterwards she wouldn't enter her own room and just stood in the door shivering at the sight of her unmade futon. Akane turned around and buried her head on Kasumi's shoulder and bawled her eyes out as Kasumi lead the girl to her own room and bed.

Kasumi had tucked the crying Akane into her bed and had tried to reassure the poor girl, just like her mother use to do for her. Ju-- u-- st leave mm-- me a... a-- alone Akane quietly cried, the first words she spoke since the attack I d-- do-- don't waant any ca-- co-- company right... right na-- na-- now!

Kasumi was totally confounded and confused. What do you do when your houseguest tries to rape your sister? She shook her head and retreated to the one area of the house that was HERS. Normally, just entering the kitchen would bring her tranquility, peace, and calm, since she never allow outside "troubles" to enter there. Today that didn't work.

I am so useless, SO HOPELESS! She condemned herself. I just sat there, while Ranma climbed on top of her, while I held her in PLACE! Kasumi slammed open one of her cupboards in an uncharacteristic display of temper and yanked out her teakettle and started filling it.

No wonder Akane wanted me to LEAVE! I helped her iinazuke try to rape her! She swung the kettle onto the stove with a bang, spilling water all over her clean floor and countertop in the process. Thank the kami for Nabiki, dumping water on Ranma like that and pulling her off. SHE wasn't useless like me! Kasumi shook her head mournfully SHE did something! SHE stopped him, all I did was to help Ranma rape my imouto, Nabiki wasn't totally useless like ME!

Forgetting that Nabiki had turn the gas off, Kasumi vainly tried to light the burner. I can't even start my own damn stove! Kasumi mentally swore to herself, shocked at the intensity of her own thoughts. From outside the laundry room door came the sound of creaking floorboards. FATHER! hoped Kasumi. He's back already! He can help... he... uhh! As she realized that Soun would most likely cry hysterically, berate himself, then rush to Akane's side, only to say the worst thing possible.

And what about Genma? Kasumi dreaded what reaction he might have. Would he believe us, against his own son? Will he and Father try to rationalize away Ranma's actions like they always did in the past? She wondered. I must now be strong, I can't be useless anymore! Kasumi decided. Father must NOT upset Akane any further! Father MUST kick Ranma and Genma out, AND end this engagement farce!

Kasumi started to plan her strategy like a general going to war. I will have to act totally shocked and bewildered by the morning events, then maybe start to cry a little, and finally, if needed, I will threaten to go on strike! she determine. Father will act like the strong man he use to be for once! I'll make sure of that!

Kasumi slowly opened the back door and peered out. There on the porch was not her father Soun as she expected, but Ranma, dressed in one of Akane's old yukatas and the matching haori, slipping on a pair of sandals.

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Ranma had already donned the kimono and coat, and was retrieving her sandals when she heard a slight gasp behind her.

"Oh my!" Came from a startled Kasumi. "And just what are you doing here, Ranma"

Ranma looked like a deer caught in a headlight, as she froze and then slowly turn to face Kasumi who was standing in the nearby doorway, one hand one knob the other gripped around her neck in fear, ready to slam the door shut.

"I uh, needed somethin' to wear, other than uh, my sleepwear," a nervous Ranma replied. She glanced quickly at Kasumi, dreading the response her body and emotions might have due to the presence another female.

At first she felt no strange, abnormal feelings, but just when she thought that she may have control of her sexual desires again, a strange feeling came over her and she wondered just how good Kasumi might be in bed. With her long legs and slim waist, I bet she would be a, uh... 9, maybe 10, nude. She likes me, desires me, I feel IT! I always heard the quiet ones are the wildest in bed and like it the most! Kasumi always liked me, I bet if I were a boy again she would...

"Aaagghh" gasp out Ranma vocally, as she shook her head to try to clear the sudden desire to become a man again and to try to PLEASE Kasumi. She had slowly taken a step towards Kasumi and had reached her arms out in an invitation to embrace. The look Kasumi gave her stopped her dead. She had seen Kasumi in all types of moods before, but never a rage like she was in now. NO... this isn't RIGHT, she LIKES me, not hates me! Ranma thought. She .. ugh... she ...? OH NO! NOT KASUMI TOO! Ranma threw her hands across face in shame to block out her view of Kasumi.

"I think it would be best if you where to leave, Ranma, and don't come back," stated Kasumi in a falsely sweet voice that did little to hide the true venom in her words. "You really wouldn't want me to tell your mother what type of 'REAL' man you are?"

NO! KASUMI, YOU WOULDN'T! Raced though Ranma's head. She then remembered the disgusted, revolted look she gave her in Akane's room, and saw the angry, hateful look in her eyes right now. Kasumi always does what she believes is best for her family. I have never known her to lie OR bluff about anything before.

Ranma stood there frozen, her eyes open wide as she contemplated her next actions. "Ya don't need ta tell Mother anythin', Kasumi," Ranma pleaded. "She don't need ta be burden with that guilt or duty! I KNOW WHAT NEEDS TA BE DONE, AND I'LL DO THE RIGHT THING!'

And with that statement, Ranma fled from the Tendo house, leaving it for what she was certain would be the very last time.

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"Is he gone?" asked Nabiki from the kitchen, were she had hidden herself at the sound of Ranma's voice.

"Yes, and I think maybe for good, this time," responded Kasumi, as she firmly shut and bolt the laundry room door and pondered the cryptic statement Ranma made as she left.

"I'm worried about Akane, onee-chan! She just lying there totally unresponsive, almost like she was unconscious, yet she IS awake!"

"I know," replied Kasumi as is walked into her kitchen and started to absentmindedly wipe up the spilled water. After thinking about her options for a few moments, she knew the one person SHE trusted to help her now. "I think we had better give Dr. Toufu a call."

"DR TOUFU? He's no expert on rape or broken hearts, he can't even control his own ..." OOPS as Nabiki mentally kick herself.

"Then I will just have to keep out of his sight," replied Kasumi, with a shy smile. "Anyway, he is getting better, just as long as he is busy with a patient; he can maintain his composure, even around me."

"Still, he is really the best choice of a doctor to call for Akane?" Questioned Nabiki knowing that her sister was developing quite a blind spot when it came to Dr Toufu's short comings.

Kasumi gave Nabiki a withering look for doubting her Ono-chan's abilities. "He has known Akane for years, Nabiki, plus he is very well read on a number of subjects, even psychology." He had to, help him keep his control around ME! Kasumi silently reminded herself.

"He one of the few outside of our family that really understands Akane and her relationship with Ranma, so he just may be able to help were another doctor couldn't," Kasumi replied as she stood, feet spread, arms crossed and stared down at her imouto, as if warning her not to question her decision any further. "If not, he'll know just who to call to help Akane".

Nabiki, by being Nabiki, knew when to cut her losses and run, quickly backed off from the confrontation I thought I'd never see the day when oneechan finally stand up her herself! "Now that Ranma's left, there's a little pussy that needs to be taught a lesson," Nabiki said with an evil grin, as she thought again about a possible vet visit that would 'solve' Shampoo's troubled love life once and for all, as she head up to the guestroom.

Kasumi wasted no time in calling Dr Toufu. He was always delighted to hear from her and called out his joy to Betty-chan, but quickly became serious when he was told of Akane and Ranma.

"Akane sounds like she is in emotional shock, and there are some drugs that may help, but I would rather wait and see if she doesn't come around on her own in a few hours. If not, I have a friend who is a specialist in these cases who I can call for advice. Just don't leave her alone, and watch for any signs of physical distress or destructive behavior," came Dr Toufu's advice. "But I am also worried about Ranm----!"

"I don't give a DAMN about Ranma, just Akane!!" Interrupted a very angry sounding Kasumi "Ranma's gone and I hope he never comes back!!"

Ono Toufu had known Kasumi for years, ever since opening up his small clinic nearby, and he had been in love with her for almost the whole time. He hated the way he acted around her and had always tried to keep his composure during her visits, but almost always failing.

It all came to a head recently when Kasumi had tried to volunteer her help during a flu outbreak, and he had to decline her aid, for the safety of the patients. Seeing the hurt look in Kasumi's eyes, he finally admitted his true feelings to her, and learned to his joy that Kasumi secretly loved him too. After that, he started getting professional help in dealing with his wild emotional responses he had to her. But, in all the time he had known her, he had never heard Kasumi swear, raise her voice, be rude, or upset enough to interrupt anyone, before. Did Ranma really try to rape Akane? Is that why Kasumi is so upset? Or is ther more to this?

"You said that Ranma was actually trying to rape Akane, are you sure?" Came the concerned voice of Ono Toufu over the phone.

"Yes, yes, there was no doubt about it, Ranma had to be physically restrained to stop him, even the triggering of his curse had no effect on him, err... her" answered Kasumi in a slightly vexed voice.

"And he also attacked Nabiki AND Shampoo?" Continued Dr Toufu, winching, as he hoped his inquiries didn't further upset his beloved.

"You should have seen the way Ranma glomped onto Nabiki! He was wildly kissing her on the neck, his hands going straight to her, ah... chest and, umm... bottom!" came Kasumi's answer. "But I think Shampoo actually wanted to .... Well you know..." Her embarrassment was blatant in her voice, even over the phone.

"Did Shampoo do or say anything that may have cause Ranma to react like he did?" Dr Toufu next asked Kasumi.

Kasumi was silent for a moment. Just why was Shampoo in Ranma's room? And for the first time that day she wondered about the reason for Shampoo's 'visit'. Shampoo had, in the past, sneaked into Ranma's room before while he slept, and had used her knowledge of various rare amazon 'techniques' to try to force him to 'marry' her. Plus, Shampoo had always made it blatantly clear that she was MORE than willing to perform her 'wifely duties' with Ranma. But as far a Kasumi knew, this was the first time that Ranma had seemed to respond to Shampoo's overtures.

"Shampoo wasn't resisting Ranma all, actually with her... ahh... 'position', it was obvious that she wanted to have sex." Maybe the stress and uh .... 'joy' of his first 'encounter' has changed Ranma into a rapist? thought Kasumi. No I don't think that's really possible, it must be something else. "But I didn't see her DO anything uh ... "unusual" to him".

"Still, I've known Ranma for awhile, now, and I just can't make myself believe he would hurt Akane, or rape ANYONE, besides has he ever shown any violent, abnormal or homosexual behaviors before?" Asked the doctor.

"Ranma has always claimed to be 100% MALE inside, no matter what sex he or she was at the moment, but I do know that 'she' did find men 'attractive', to Ranma's great displeasure." Answered Kasumi, as she remembered the time spent at the beach. "Until now though, he has always been chivalrous to a fault, why just touching Akane in the "wrong" way would usually cause him to blush and lose his composure."

As bad as I still do around you, sometimes, Kasumi? Wondered Dr. Toufu.

Almost as if reading his mind via the phone, Kasumi continued. "But at least Ranma never danced around the park with his skeleton."

Then Kasumi suddenly realized the anger that she had been holding in for Ranma was starting to abate.

What had changed? Ranma could just be finally showing his true colors, but ... Kasumi shook her head as she tried to make sense of this. Ranma could have had Shampoo, or Ukyou, or even Kodachi (Shudder) anytime he wanted to, but he always seem to "know" that wasn't right. It just wasn't in his nature to take advantage of a girl, that way, Kasumi knew. Especially a girl he believed he truly 'Loved'.

"So Ranma's female 'side' has normal sexual reactions for a girl?" questioned Ono in shock. Kami-sama! Just think what a confused psyche Ranma must have! the doctor in him thought.

"Yes, to his acute embarrassment, he found that his "desires" do change along with his sex" Kasumi smiled shyly to herself , embarrassed to talk about such intimate details with Ono.

"Did "he" or "she" say anything about why he was, uh.... attacking Akane?" Dr Toufu continued as he also had to talk of this subject in more general terms to Kasumi, least HE lose control.

"Ranma really didn't say much, he seemed mostly concern with asking Akane to forgive him and telling her how much he loved her and that he wanted to 'please' her." She said in answer to Ono's question.

Rape is a crime of anger, not sex. The rapist wants to control and dominate his victim, the last thing he would do is ask for forgiveness or worry about "pleasing" their victim. thought Ono I really think that Shampoo must have done 'something' to Ranma as he recalled all the drugs and techniques the amazons had at their disposal.

"I can understand that you are mad at Ranma, Kasumi, but if you see him again just ask him to see me, please?" Dr Toufu requested of her in earnest.

"OK, OK, .... But what of Akane???" Plead Kasumi, somewhat mad at Ono for seeming more concerned for Ranma than Akane RANMA wasn't the victim, HE wasn't attacked, HE broke Akane's heart, not vice-versa Obviously her anger at Ranma, though lessened, was still there.

"Just give me an hour or so to take care of my patients in the waiting room, then I will be over." replied Dr Toufu. "Right now I need you to stay with Akane and give her plenty of comfort and reassure if needed, but just don't leave her alone right now." Concluded Ono as he then said his goodbyes to Kasumi and hung up the phone.

END PART TWO.

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