I do not own Ranma 1/2 or Kamen Rider Den-O. They belong to their respective creators. Any and all credit for these characters go to them. I am only using them for the sake of amusement and I'm hoping all readers will enjoy it too.
Kamen Rider Ran-O
By Ten-Faced Paladin'
Chapter 3: The Great Blue Flirt
Nerima had been relatively quiet since Ranma and Momotaros had defeated their first Imagin together. Sure, rivals still appeared and the fiancées still fought over him like a piece of property, but in some ways, things were better. Ranma now had people he could trust like Hana and Momotaros while he had already gotten closer to Nabiki and Kasumi because they were in on the secrets of the Imagin as well. Kasumi would listen with interest to when Ranma or Momotaros would want to talk while Nabiki would ask favors of them or just chat to learn a little more about Imagin. On the other hand, it got a little more hectic because Momotaros would take over at various points just because he didn't like what was going on. A few such instances were when Genma started sparring with Ranma and got mouthy, leading to a hard pounding by Ranma Red. Other such intervals would be when the fiancées started getting aggressive, making Ranma Red start shouting or just leave. This in turn made the fiancées more determined to try and please him with food or other things they knew Ranma liked so they could get back on his good side.
"Did you have to try and destroy Shampoo's bicycle?" Ranma moaned as he lay on the floor next to the backyard.
'Hey, that dork with the glasses was coming at me!' Momotaros argued. 'He was the one who trashed it thinking it was me.'
"Oh," Ranma sighed. "Well that explains why Mousse was a wreck when you finally let me take control so I could see what was happening. Even so, you were the one who threw it to make him think that."
'Yeah, that Amazon was mad!' Momotaros laughed. 'I didn't know you could do that with handlebars.'
Ranma followed in a snicker, silently wishing that he could have seen it. He was very careful in avoiding the term 'I wish'. If he said it out loud then Momotaros might try to grant it, even if they were friends.
While the two were talking, they started to hear someone stomping down the hall. Ranma didn't need to have any kind of hint to know just who it was. Momotaros had learned pretty quickly just who would make what sounds around the house. Soun would sob, Genma would hurl insults or pig out on food, Nabiki would just be normal, Kasumi would hum, and Akane...
'Here comes the Tomboyasaurus Rex,' Momotaros sighed. 'I don't envy you right now, Ranma.'
Grumbling under his breath, he sat up as Akane came into the room. She seemed somewhat pleased with herself, which was a rare enough thing since she was either mad at Ranma, fiancées, her father, or just at boys in general. The wedding had not been a good experience for her. She also had a plate in her hands with a...concoction on it. Apparently she had tried her hand at cooking again. Ranma could have sworn that he saw his life flash in front of his eyes yet again as the food got closer.
"I made this, Ranma," Akane spoke as she presented it. "Try it."
"Uh...I'm...not hungry," Ranma replied, really hoping that he could get out of this without getting poisoned.
"You're always hungry, Ranma," Akane frowned. "I worked hard on this and I want you to try it."
"Did you read the recipe?" Ranma asked, hoping that she did for a change.
"Yes, I did," Akane replied, her voice getting an edge to it.
Ranma though otherwise to her statement when he took a good look at the food. He assumed that it was supposed to be ramen, but it only looked little like it. Some of the noodles were crusty while others were black. There were also chunks of other things, one of which he was sure was wood from the cutting board. Akane just had no patience for cooking despite her numerous attempts to make meals of the same quality that Kasumi had. She seemed to have it engraved in her mind that it was some kind of competition and had to be quick about it. This of course led to her using the wrong ingredients or too much or too little of the right ones. The usual result was inedible. Something she never really clued in on, not even when people got sick from it.
"Just eat it!" Akane shouted as she jammed a spoonful of the food into Ranma''s mouth while his attention was turned. Ranma couldn't help but swallow. The next moment saw him convulsing on the ground, fearing that he might vomit uncontrollably. Of course, he didn't have to worry since Akane lost her temper, feeling that he was insulting her cooking.
"RANMA NO BAKA!" she shouted before hitting him with her mallet and planting him into the dirt of the backyard. She just then stomped off to fume and comment about Ranma making fun of her cooking, not even considering that she was really that bad at cooking.
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"Ouch," Momotaros grimaced as he leaned into his seat with yet another cup of coffee. "That's going to leave a mark."
"Did Ranma get into another fight?" Hana sighed in annoyance. The boy was a magnet for trouble.
"Nope," Momotaros replied. "Akane forced some of her slop down his throat, making him sick. She then clobbered him, thinking he was making fun of her. That girl is as deep into denial as that Kuno kid."
"Hmm," Hana nodded. Seeing a portion of Ranma's life made her amazed to see that he was sane, much less nice. Him being a Singularity Point might have had something to do with his amazing resilience but no one could be positive of that at this point.
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As Ranma lay in his food poisoning induced unconsciousness, the world around him seemed to remain still. Nabiki was out and Kasumi hadn't witnessed the incident while the fathers had walked past and assumed that Ranma had done something to make Akane mad so they would just have the boy apologize later and try to get them hitched yet again.
While Ranma was out cold, a yellow orb descended from the sky and into the Tendo yard. It moved straight past Akane, who was crushing dummies in the dojo again. It even passed by Genma and Soun who were plotting to get their children hitched yet again. Any one of those people could have a huge list of wishes that it could grant. Instead, the yellow orb that was an Imagin went straight to Ranma's unconscious form. It hovered over him for a minute, as if considering its actions. After it decided, the Imagin dove down and plunged itself into Ranma's body.
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Momotaros suddenly spewed his coffee across the car in sudden shock. Hana and Naomi both blinked at his sudden action. Both women blinked again before turning to the Imagin who was currently trying to choke down his coffee so he could say a few words.
"What's wrong, Momotaros?" asked Hana, feeling concern.
"It's Ranma," Momotaros coughed. "I've lost contact with him!"
"What?!" Hana cried. "Did something happen to him?"
"I'll say it did!" Momotaros shouted. "Another Imagin just took control of Ranma!"
"What?!" Hana gasped. "Where is he now?"
"I don't know! He's unconscious thanks to Akane's slop and the knock to the head!" Momotaros cried, throwing his hands into the air. "Give me some time and maybe I'll have something for you."
Hana sighed as Momotaros sat on the top of his seat and began to concentrate. He just had to find Ranma before the Imagin that had grabbed him did some serious damage.
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'Ranma' stirred from his spot on the grass before he looked up to the dojo itself. His eyes had changed from their usual stormy blue to a bright ocean blue. A streak of bright blue hair could also be seen in his hair, which became more pronounced as he brushed it behind his left ear. This 'Ranma Blue' then stretched to get his limbs back in order before sighing.
"Now who can I string along?" he asked, sounding pleasant and mature.
Looking around, Ranma Blue didn't find anything or anyone of interest. Shrugging his shoulders, he walked out of the dojo through the side and out the front gate. No one seemed the wiser that anything had happened.
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At the same moment, Kuno was in his room, watching the bareness of it all. Usually he had pictures of his loves Akane Tendo and the pigtailed girl hung on all of the walls wherever he could find the space. Instead, the pictures were all gone and the walls were bare.
"Hmm," Kuno pondered. "It appears that my twisted sister has destroyed the pictures of my loves yet again. I shall have to have Nabiki Tendo secure more of them."
As Kuno continued to ponder this new predicament, he didn't notice an orb of yellow light hover through an open window. It didn't even think twice before it plowed into his back and was absorbed into his body. Fortunately, even someone as dense as Kuno would take notice as white sand began to pour from his sleeves and pants, all over the floor.
"What sorcery is this?" as he drew his bokken and took a ready stance while facing the sand.
He prepared to strike as the sand began to concentrate on one spot. A figure rose from the sand much to Kuno's surprise. This Imagin seemed similar to a samurai, but it wore the bare essentials for the armor. It had shoulder plates, chest plate, a helmet, and judging by the legs dangling above it, pants and shoes. The rest looked like raw muscle while its face looked close to an oni, with a third eye, horns, and all. There was also a sword attached to its hip.
"Ask of me your greatest desire," The Imagin spoke, stepping closer to Kuno. "I will only ask one thing in return."
Kuno was amazed to the good fortune the gods had bestowed upon him, "Ah, the gods truly smile upon me! My greatest desire shall become mine!"
'What desire though?' Kuno pondered. 'The fierce tigress Akane Tendo, or the healthy beauty of the pigtailed girl? What of the foul sorcerer Ranma Saotome? I could wish that my loves be free of him. I could also wish my twisted sister to be wed to him, thus ensuring my sister's happiness and my love's freedom! Why must the gifts of the gods hold such a price?'
The Imagin could only begin to wonder if it had made a right choice in choosing this guy for a contract.
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Nabiki had been on the town for the day. She was fleecing some students and making some money. While she was working though, she spied someone familiar. The problem was that she would never have found him in the position that she had found him in.
Right down the street from her was none other than Ranma Saotome. What was odd was that he was circled by a number of girls that she recognized from school. They were all giggling and smiling as Ranma made conversation with them. Now incredibly suspicious, Nabiki snuck closer to get a better look and to listen in.
Ranma was taking on a new look and a new attitude. He had his hair tucked behind his left ear and she immediately noticed the blue streak that was quite visible. His eyes had turned to a new shade of blue and he was also sporting a new pair of horn-rimmed glasses. His voice had also taken a turn towards calm and mature. He was completely calm in the middle of the giggling and blushing girls who seemed so eager for his attention. As Nabiki came to a rest, she listened in to their conversation.
"You're never this forward at school, Ranma," one girl giggled.
"Well," Ranma Blue replied, giving a smile that made all the girls blush. "At school I'm always being attacked or fought over. It never really gives me the time to relax and act naturally."
"By why the attention all of a sudden?" asked another girl. "Aren't you engaged?"
"Hmm," Ranma Blue sighed. "I have decided to stop hiding behind the facade of the martial arts fool all the time. I'll probably keep it up around most of Nerima but I want to at least relax once or twice. As for being engaged? Well, thanks to my father I cannot take real action with any of them. So I've decided to just start making friends."
"That sounds okay with me!" the girl giggled.
"But those girls are so pretty," A third girl frowned. "They're all so exotic in their own ways. Most of the boys don't pay attention us anymore."
"Well that is their mistake," Ranma Blue smiled. "What is the beauty of Shampoo or Ukyo? I see before me several beautiful young women who each shine in their own radiance."
Nabiki's eyes widened. Was Ranma flirting? Ranma just called two of his fiancées plain or uninteresting? What was going on? This wasn't the Ranma she knew. That thought was what brought it all home for her. It was an Imagin. The glasses, the eyes, the hair, it all pointed to an Imagin. This guy was apparently new too since Momotaros was red. Whoever this new Imagin was, he might be dangerous if Nabiki tried to confront him.
The girls just all blushed and giggled again. The flirting and conversation continued for several minutes before they left, saying they had some shopping to do. Ranma Blue smiled and sighed in bliss before he started walking down the street. He didn't get very far before Nabiki planted herself in front of him.
"And who might you be?" Ranma Blue and Nabiki asked at the same time.
Nabiki frowned slightly before she decided to answer. Might as well try not to look like a threat, "It seems that you haven't been with Ranma long, Imagin. Otherwise you would know I'm Nabiki Tendo."
"Ahh, the breadwinner," Ranma Blue nodded. "Now I recall you. Your name came up in Ranma's memories. I just didn't look for a face yet. Now I see I should have if you are this attractive."
"Cute," Nabiki smirked at the obvious line. "And just what is your intention with my possible brother-in-law? You are aware that he is engaged and flirting with other girls is most likely going to cause some serious consequences."
"I am aware of the engagements but I don't really care," Ranma Blue shrugged. "They're just an extra challenge to work through. Genma has easily made the hurdle easy to jump anyway since Ranma doesn't really have to get married to any of those girls."
"What do you mean?" asked Nabiki, now curious about the Imagin's words since he apparently wasn't dangerous.
"Well, let's begin with the Tendo agreement," Ranma Blue explained as he motioned Nabiki to follow him. "Technically, Ranma can marry ether Akane, you or Kasumi. He hasn't made a choice about that yet. Your family just suggested Akane. Didn't your father say for Ranma to choose?"
Nabiki's eyes widened at that. It was true. Her own father had mentioned that Ranam could choose. As far as she had searched, the actual agreement was for any of Genma's children to marry her father's. Genma had one son while Soun had three daughters. Ranma was therefore allowed to pick whoever he wanted, or not at all. She chided herself for not picking up on that sooner.
"Let's look at Ukyo's promise next," Ranma Blue continued. "The actual agreement was to take the cart and Ukyo along with Ranma and Genma on the training trip. Genma broke his word and thus invalidated the agreement. Some loss of honor yes, but now the promise does not have to be fulfilled."
Nabiki found herself agreeing with the Imagin. Since Genma did break the promise then Ranma and Ukyo didn't have to fulfill it. Ukyo just didn't want to let go for some odd reason. Maybe her family was just pushing it on her like her father and Genma were trying to push the engagement on Akane and Ranma.
"Finally we come to Shampoo and the Amazons," Ranma Blue chuckled. "They are persistent, but their laws really don't apply here in Japan. Why else would they try so many tricks instead of just knocking him out and dragging him back to their little village?"
Nabiki found herself rather impressed. This new Imagin had just rationalized his way out of all three engagements. So technically, he was free to flirt as much as he wanted without any fear of losing honor or being called unfaithful. This Imagin was good.
"Okay," Nabiki nodded. "So, what are your plans with Ranma anyhow? If you plan on offering Ranma a wish I think you're out of luck. He doesn't have any faith in things that grant wishes I'm afraid."
"That's fine," Ranma Blue shrugged. "I didn't really want to grant one anyway. I just want to live free and enjoy myself. I really can't do that with just anyone's body."
"And why not?" asked Nabiki. "Is it because Ranma is chased by so many girls?"
"While that is a bonus," Ranma Blue smiled. "I must say that it isn't. It's because your friend Ranma is a Singularity Point."
"Singularity Point?" Nabiki frowned, slightly confused at the term.
"He didn't tell you?" Ranma Blue blinked. "Basically, it means that no matter how the timelines change from Imagin or other travelers, Ranma will still exist no matter what. With anyone else, if they vanish, I would too."
"So you picked Ranma because you knew you would be safe," Nabiki finished. "Okay, I'll buy that, but you do realize that he will be mad if he wakes up and finds you flirting with several girls?"
"I'll deal with that when the time comes," Ranma Blue smiled. "All I wish to do is go and enjoy my time here. Is that too much too ask?"
Nabiki frowned as she considered that. This Imagin apparently wasn't dangerous and it just apparently wanted to flirt. Of course, Nabiki suddenly got an idea that could rake in a lot of money. Especially if Ranma Blue could keep flirting like a pro.
"Say," she smiled. "I think we can both profit from your sudden appearance."
"Oh," Ranma Blue blinked before smiling as well. "I'm listening."
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The deal was set between Nabiki and Ranma Blue before they returned to the Tendo dojo. Things seemed peaceful for a change. Akane couldn't be heard crushing concrete blocks and the fathers couldn't be heard scheming or partying. To Nabiki, it had become too quiet.
"I don't like this," Ranma Blue frowned slightly. "I think the fathers are up to something."
"How can you tell?" asked Nabiki. "You barely know them."
"To catch a fool, you don't need any bait," Ranma Blue sighed. "Those two always come out of nowhere to cause trouble."
Nabiki again agreed with the new Imagin. Her father and Genma always did have an annoying habit of coming out of nowhere and start stirring trouble for everyone involved. Usually it just involved trying to force Akane and Ranma together at any cost.
Heaving a sigh, Nabiki and Ranma Blue came up to the front door and opened it wide. Instead of the normal hallway they had been half-expecting, Genma and Soun came hopping out of the doorway and immediately rounded on Ranma Blue.
"Boy, now would be a good time to be married!" insisted Genma.
"We have waited long enough and it is the right time for you and Akane to be wed!" Soun added.
Nabiki shrugged, smirking knowingly while Ranma Blue nodded in understanding. He then bowed and then kneeled down to meet their gazes politely, something that was unlike of Ranma to them.
"Mr. Tendo," he regarded Soun. "Otousan," he regarded Genma, surprising him with the respectable term of 'otousan', "May we please continue this discussion in the living room over cups of tea? I believe we have something to discuss."
Nabiki could barely hold in her laugh at the shocked expressions on her father and Genma's faces. They didn't even seem to notice the blue streak in Ranma Blue's hair or his glasses. Ranma was never ever this polite. The two men just nodded and headed towards the living room with Ranma Blue and Nabiki following after them. Ranma Blue gave Nabiki a wink.
In the living room, Kasumi had brought in the tea and immediately Ranma Blue grabbed her hand, holding it tenderly. Nabiki then remembered of how much of a flirt Ranma Blue was.
"Kasumi-neechan," he said, "Your hands are so soft today…"
"Oh, my!" Kasumi blushed.
"Such soft hands need to be properly treated. Go, and rest yourself, Kasumi-neechan," Ranma Blue said charmingly. Kasumi nodded and went to the door but then stopped to talk to Nabiki.
"Imagin?" Kasumi asked and Nabiki nodded. Kasumi may not seem too perceptive at times, but even she was able to pick up on Ranma's change in demeanor and made the conclusion that he was possessed by a newer Imagin. Maybe she'd get to meet this one and possibly name him too like Momotaros.
"Now, Mr. Tendo, Otousan, I would like to talk to you about this engagement and-" Ranma Blue stopped as he cupped his ear. He chuckled, "I see she's done. I can hear her feet on the floor right now, headed towards here.
Akane swung the door open and glared at Ranma Blue, shouting, "RANMA NO BAKA!" As soon as she summoned her mallet, she was stopped when Ranma Blue quickly but gently caught her wrist and removed the weapon from her hand. He held her hand gently.
"Ah, Akane, just the cute girl I wanted to see," Ranma Blue said with as much charm he could muster. Akane blinked in confusion and blushed as well. Nabiki was trying to keep a straight face at this. "Here, take a seat. You must be tired. Have a drink of tea as well."
"Oh, okay," Akane nodded, forgetting her temper as she sat down next to Ranma Blue and he offered her his cup of tea.
"You are getting stronger, aren't you, Akane?" he asked and Akane nodded. "It's good to see such a strong and pretty girl like you with a sense of dedication."
"Thanks, Ranma," Akane said, smiling. Nabiki had to leave the room immediately and get as far away as possible to laugh her ass off. This was just too much!
"It's good to see that you're finally taking this seriously, my boy!" Soun cheered. "I'll call the priest!"
"Right, Tendo!" Genma nodded happily. Finally he could get to his retirement!
Akane started to get angry again, her scowl and a faint aura of anger appearing around her. Before she could start yelling denials and pound someone, she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. She turned her head to see Ranma Blue, smiling charmingly at her. She couldn't help but blush again. What was wrong with her? She hadn't ever acted like this around Ranma ever. More importantly, what was up with Ranma? He was being nice, charming, a complete gentleman. It was strange, but Akane found that she didn't have much reason to complain. It was better than being called 'uncute' all the time.
"Now, now, Akane-chan," Ranma Blue smiled. "Don't you worry, I'll handle things." He then turned to the fathers who were shocked dumb at seeing Ranma actually calm down a fuming Akane. "Now, I understand that uniting the schools of Anything Goes is quite important to the two of you, if your past acts have been anything to go on anyway."
"Of course it is, boy!" Genma nodded. "Now if you would just let us call the priest we can finally unite the schools!"
"Now, hold on," Ranma Blue said in a placating tone. "While the schools are important, you have to remember that Akane and I are still rather young for marriage. We aren't even at the legal age yet."
"Is that all you're worried about?" Soun laughed. "Don't worry! The priest I know will keep it quiet so you can get married right away!"
"The gesture is appreciated, but I think it would be best if we still hold off on any sort of wedding," Ranma Blue replied.
"WHAT?!" Genma cried. "Now see here, boy! This is a matter of honor!"
"Do you see me arguing?" Ranma Blue asked, causing Genma to stop in mid-rant. "Of course not. What I'm just saying is that Akane and I just have too many things to worry about besides a marriage being crammed down our throats."
Akane was blinking at Ranma Blue's words. He seemed to be both accepting and postponing the wedding at the same time. Something really strange was gong on. Usually Ranma would be fighting tooth and nail against the idea of a wedding but right now he seemed to be viewing it as some kind of business agreement. He was actually making serious arguments against the wedding, but he was also making good points that were making the fathers remain calm enough to listen.
"You two have always maintained that Akane and I are meant to be, right?" Ranma Blue asked, wrapping an arm around Akane. The girl in question was blushing again, but was unsure if he was being perverted or not. "Well, why rush a good thing? If Akane and I truly are meant to be then we'll get married eventually, won't we?"
Soun was nodding to himself before turning to his friend, "Your son has a point, Saotome. Why should we rush this now that he seems to be accepting it anyway? It is only a matter of time."
Genma was a little reluctant to let things run their course. He wanted his retirement now before he was too old to enjoy it. The only problem was if he stated arguing about it now that his best friend seemed to be all for letting things naturally, things might get ugly for his plans. With no support, Genma had to agree with a sage-like nod.
"Fair enough," he spoke. "We did say they were meant to be, didn't we?"
Ranma Blue nodded, feeling victorious in deflating the fathers and keeping Akane from blowing her top. He was aware that this was a major accomplishment, but the people who knew them would see this as a sort of divine intervention. With his charming smile, Ranma Blue stood up.
"Where are you going?" asked Akane, feeling a little disappointed that this charming Ranma was leaving. Who knew when she would see this side of him again? Not that she would admit it though.
"I'm going to make myself a cup of tea," Ranma Blue smiled. "Kasumi-neechan works so hard. I don't want to impose on her."
With that, Ranma Blue walked out of the room and down the hall into the kitchen. When he stepped inside, he saw Kassumi sitting down with her own cup of tea next to Nabiki who was gasping for breath and clutching her sides. She had been laughing so hard there were even tears in her eyes.
"Hello, Imagin-san," Kasumi smiled pleasantly.
"Hello, Kasumi-neechan," Ranm Blue smiled, taking a seat in front of her and gently taking up her hands. "I'm happy to see that you're taking the time to treat yourself."
"Oh my!" Kasumi blushed. "Imagin-san, it's improper to be this forward to someone you've just met."
"Ahh, but if you aren't forward then how can you be sure that you are meeting your 'special someone'?" Ranma Blue argued with his charming smile.
"Ohhh, my sides," Nabiki chortled as she watched the exchange. She stifled another laugh at seeing her elder sister's rosy cheeks. "You are good. To be able to keep the fathers down and keep Akane happy. I admit it, you are good."
"I try," Ranma Blue smiled as he leaned back.
'...uhhh, dumb tomboy,' Ranma's voice echoed in Ranma Blue's thoughts. 'Hey! Who the heck are you?!'
"Uh-oh!" Ranma Blue gulped. The real Ranma was awake!
'Found you!' the angry voice of Momotaros shouted alongside Ranma's. 'Get out of there!'
Add in the red Imagin for instant trouble.
'Sorry, but I was using it first,' Ranma Blue argued in thought. 'You can wait until I'm done.'
'Like hell we will!' both voices raged back.
What happened next was something that would look like a hippie trip to most people who could see all levels of ki. The red image of Momotaros appeared next to Ranma Blue and started pushing a blue form out of the martial artist's body. The streak of hair kept switching between red and blue while the glasses would appear and disappear. Lastly, a bright blue aura appeared over Ranma as he put his own resistance into the fight.
'GET OUT THE BOTH OF YOU!' Ranma bellowed before the aura surged and blasted both Imagin away.
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Naomi let of a brief squeak of surprise as two Imagin came falling out of the air and crashing to the floor. Hana then came into the train car, wanting to see just what was going on. What she saw was two Imagin who were groaning in pain as they struggled to stand. One was the red form of Momotaros but the other Imagin was blue.
He was donned mostly in bright blue armor that looked more like carapace in some spots. On each of his shoulders was a single hexagonal gray plate. His face seemed close to what someone would expect to see on a turtle. His eyes were a bright orange which caught attention whenever someone would glance at his face.
"Oog," Momotaros groaned. "I hate it when he does that."
"Ugh," the blue Imagin groaned. "That boy is just full of surprises."
Hana smirked at the sight. It seemed that this new Imagin just may have been taught a lesson for taking something without permission.
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"Welcome back, Ranma," Nabiki smirked at the heavy breathing martial artist.
"It's nice to see that you're making so many new friends," Kasumi smiled.
"He's not my friend," Ranma growled. "He stole my body after I was knocked out!"
"We know," Nabiki nodded. "He told me and I told Kasumi. We could tell that it wasn't you."
"Please tell me he didn't do anything that made me look stupid," Ranma groaned.
"Well," Nabiki replied with a widening smirk. "He didn't do anything to make you look stupid..."
"What did he do?" Ranma asked, growing more fearful.
"Well," Nabiki smiled, bordering on laughter. "Let's just say that your popularity with the ladies took a huge shot upwards."
"WHAT?!" Ranma cried. "Don't tell me he had se...se..."
"Nothing that extreme," Nabiki laughed. "He just flirted a lot with a group of girls from school. Expect to be mobbed tomorrow."
"Gah," Ranma groaned, resting his head on the table. "The fiancées are going to kill me!"
Nabiki just watched with amusement and Kasumi ran a comforting hand over Ranma's head. The middle Tendo daughter wasn't about to tell him the way out of the engagements unless there was a real need for it. The Tendo dojo wasn't in danger of going bankrupt and the fiancées were always trying to get Ranma to come to them in their (un)usual ways. What Ranma didn't know was that after Momotaros was finished chewing the fiancées out for their fights, they would go to Nabiki to see what was bothering him. It was a nice profit, she had to admit. Good thing Momotaros didn't know about it or he might actually demand a cut.
"Ranma," Kasumi spoke up. Ranma looked up from his depression to Kasumi's face. "Do you think you could introduce us to your new friend?"
"Fine," Ranma sighed. He really couldn't refuse Kasumi anything if she asked. She was just too nice.
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'You guys listening?' Ranma asked. Only the two Imagin could hear him.
"Yeah," Momotaros grunted from his seated position, glaring at the blue Imagin.
"Of course," the blue Imagin nodded, sitting calmly as if no one was trying to glare holes in him.
'This is to that new Imagin,' Ranma sighed. 'Kasumi wants to meet you, face-to-face.'
"Ahh," the blue Imagin smiled as he stood up. "A summons from someone like Kasumi. How can I say no?"
Walking into the isle, the blue Imagin stepped forward before he vanished into a blue haze of energy. Momotaros sputtered before he got up. He did not look a single bit happy with what was happening.
"Oh no you don't, you stupid turtle!" he raged. "You'll just flirt with her!"
Momotaros dashed forward before vanishing in his own haze of red energy. Hana had watched the event and sighed in frustration. She wanted to follow but she didn't want to reveal herself to the Tendo family. It was bad enough that the two eldest daughters knew about Imagin at all. If they learnt about the Den Liner then it was going to be a disaster.
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At the kitchen table, two mounds of sand rose from the ground. On Ranma's left was Momotaros, looking rather agitated. On his right was the new Imagin.
"You called?" the new Imagin asked politely.
"Watch yourself, turtle," Momotaros growled.
"Momotaros, be nice," Kasumi chided gently. She then turned back to the new Imagin. "Hello there. It's nice to meet you. Do you have a name that we can call you by?"
"I do not have a name like that," the blue Imagin sighed regretfully. Nabiki could tell that it was an obvious act. After all, she had used that particular sigh herself. "If you would like to name me something than by all means I would be honored."
"Hmm," Ranma pondered. "You look kind of like a turtle. That might help."
"He's got a point," Nabiki nodded. "Any ideas?"
"I know!" Kasumi smiled brightly. "Urataros!"
"Urataros?" everyone else in the room blinked.
"Yes!" Kasumi smiled. "Like in the story 'Urashima Taro'. There are turtles in that story and since we named Momotaros after the peach boy story, I thought we could do the same here."
"Urataros," the blue Imagin nodded, considering it. "Hmm, it flows off the tongue quite easily. I like it. Kasumi-chan, I feel so blessed that you would give me such a nice name."
"Oi!" Momotaros growled. "Knock it off for one minute!"
"Oh my!" Kasumi blushed again with a giggle. "You're such a flatterer!"
"It's what I'm good at," Urataros smiled. "It is also quite easy when I see someone as picturesque like you."
"Will he ever stop?" Ranma sighed.
"I hope not," Nabiki smirked. "He and I struck a deal."
Ranma flinched when he heard the tone in her voice. No doubt about it. She was planning on making a lot of money in the near future, "What deal?"
"Oh, you'll find out," Nabiki replied, her smirk widening.
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The day continued on and the night quickly fell. People were still out and a number of them were just out having fun or were couples. In all, most of the martial artists were asleep or elsewhere doing their own thing. In Happosai's case, he was out stealing panties yet again. The usual mob of enraged women were following him as he cackled during his getaway.
The focus tonight was placed on a young college freshman who was busy walking back to her dorm while reading one of her textbooks. She had been working all day and looked dog tired. To keep her hair out of her face, she had tied it into a pigtail. As she was walking, she didn't know that she was being followed. Her textbook was demanding all of her attention.
Her attention was finally caught when she heard something crash in a nearby alleyway. She stopped for a moment to try and see what it was. After a couple of moments, she didn't see anything. Shrugging to herself, she started to continue on her way, only to run into the leathery hide of the monster in front of her.
Its skin was a dark blue color while its armor was black. Its eyes were a sick shade of yellow and it's pants were a dark brown. The sword it had at its hip looked incredibly dangerous. The beast was also breathing heavily.
"Yaaaahhh!" she screamed as she saw the monster's face.
"Pigtailed girl," the Imagin growled before he grabbed the girl around the waist and hefted her over his shoulder. It then leapt onto the buildings and towards its destination, the girl screaming all the way.
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Ranma found himself dreading going to school again but there was no helping it. Nabiki was not telling him what Urataros actually did on a flirting scale. So far he even managed to avoid the old lady with the ladle. This didn't make Ranma feel any better though. It just made him feel that all the bad things in the day were going to hit him all at once. At the moment he was just hoping to survive when it finally decided to try its hand at smiting him.
"I'm going to die," Ranma groaned.
'Oh how bad could it be?' Momotaros sighed.
'Now really, Ranma,' Urataros sighed. 'The girls I met yesterday loved the attention I gave them. Why would they want to cause harm to you?'
Ranma didn't feel like talking to Urataros at the moment. He was prepared to chalk up anything that happened to him regarding women as his fault though. The anticipation of the upcoming torture was so great for the poor boy he was actually hoping to see Kuno coming out to challenge him. If he didn't then the stress would become too much for him.
"Hold, foul sorcerer!" Kuno bellowed right on time as Ranma stepped onto the school grounds.
"Whew," Ranma sighed in relief. "Might survive the day yet."
Ranma smirked as he stepped forward to face the ever-annoying kendo artist, "Okay, Kuno, lets get your daily beat-down over with!"
"Hah!" Kuno laughed. "Today is the day I will defeat you once and for-!"
"IT"S RANMA!" a girl's voice suddenly cried in delight.
"KYAAAAAAAAA!" several giddy cries of delight replied rather loudly.
Before Kuno could even react, he found himself being trampled by a crowd of girls who had come running out when they saw Ranma. The poor pigtailed martial artist found himself crowded by a large group of girls who were all giggling and blushing at being so close to him.
"Oh I thought you'd never get here!"
"I didn't think Ranma would ever notice us!"
"He doesn't seem that charming now."
"Dummy! He's pretending, remember?"
"Oh, please drop the mask, Ranma!"
Ranma found himself cut off from any kind of escape route. He was worried that if he tried to jump over them, they'd just end up grabbing his legs and tripping him up. There was also the threat that if he tried to run then the girls would be enticed to riot. He'd also lost Akane in the mob but she'd probably go nuclear at any minute. There was only one person who he could blame at the moment.
'URATAROS!' Ranma bellowed, catching the two Imagin on Den Liner off guard.
'Yes?' the blue Imagin asked calmly.
'This is your mess!' Ranma shouted mentally. 'Do something!'
'Gladly,' Urataros replied, a smirk in his voice.
Ranma suddenly shuddered as the image of Urataros appeared over him before being absorbed into his body. His eyes changed to a bright blue as a blue streak appeared in his hair. He passed his hand over his face, causing his glasses to appear and his hair to get tucked behind his ear.
"Alright, ladies, I give up," Ranma Blue sighed dramatically, causing a number of the girls to gasp in delighted surprise. "I'm all yours."
"KYAAAAA!" the girls cried out in delight again. They had their prince charming!
'I didn't mean make it worse!' Ranma cried in despair.
Up above on the balconies, the only girls who weren't part of the stampede were Nabiki and a few of her lackeys. Only Nabiki seemed to be immune for Ranma Blue's charm. Her lackeys, on the other hand, seemed eager to go down to the ground floor but were reluctant to leave their boss.
"What is up with Ranma today?" asked one of Nabiki's lackeys. "I've never seen him rake in girls like this before."
"Just a latent talent he's decided to refine," Nabiki smirked. "He's also going to be the centre of our next scheme."
"He is?" another lackey asked.
"Yep," Nabiki smirked before she wrote something down and gave it to another lackey. "Get this photocopied and pass it around to every single girl. They're going to love it."
The lackey took the note and went running for the photocopy room. Nabiki leaned back in her chair and observed how Ranma Blue was raking in almost every girl in school. She was going to make a killing!
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Ranma Blue eventually made it to class, despite several girls wanting him to stay with them a little longer. Hinako had drained the girls who weren't part of the class and instantly grew to her adult form. Ranma Blue didn't waste time in flirting with her as well. It sent the woman into a giggling frenzy as she hid her blushing face behind her hands. Ranma took back control after that. Class was boring to Urataros and he didn't want any part of it. Class was uncomfortable to Ranma though. Most of the girls were sending him dreamy gazes while the boys were glaring at him. Akane was sending him death-glares the whole class as well.
Ranma had never been more relieved when the lunch bell rang. He was out of the classroom like a shot before he found himself a private part of the school to just sit down and enjoy his lunch.
"Nihao, Airen!"
Ranma suddenly found himself crushed under Shampoo's bike again. Shampoo immediately leaped off her bike and planted herself in front of Ranma as he stood up. She was holding a large bowl of ramen and was wearing one of her short skirted outfits. She was trying pretty hard to get Ranma's attention now.
"Shampoo make special lunch for Airen," Shampoo smiled. "Airen no mad at Shampoo now?"
'Doesn't this bimbo ever learn?!' Momotaros raged.
The red image of Momotaros appeared above Ranma and was about to enter him, but at the last second, the blue image of Urataros appeared and shoved him out of the way before merging with Ranma. Soon, Ranma Blue was in charge, glasses and all.
"Xian-chan," Ranma Blue said seriously, yet soothing at the same time. "You can't just go and keep dropping your bike on me. If you keep doing that then I might stop liking you. Do you want that?"
"Aiyah!" Shampoo cried. "No, no, no! Shampoo sorry! Shampoo no do that anymore! Promise!"
Ranma Blue had clasped her hand and was gazing into her eyes the whole time. It was making the Amazon's will go slowly to mush. Shampoo and all the other women in her tribe were used to two types of men; spineless men, like the kinds who usually became servants in her village, and strong types. Examples of this were the powerful men who would help protect the village from threats. Shampoo was never really prepared for a man who could woo her with just words. This made her especially vulnerable to Ranma Blue's words.
"Good," Ranma Blue smiled before he stepped back. "Now, let's see that ramen."
Shampoo happily handed the bowl of ramen over to Ranma Blue who happily began to slurp it up. Well, he tried to before a spatula came flying through the air and knocked it onto the ground, ruining it. Both Ranma Blue and Shampoo turned to see Ukyo who was holding her battle spatula in her hands and looking for a fight.
"Aiyah!" Shampoo raged. "Why Spatula-girl do that?!"
"I was keeping my Ranchan from being drugged by you!" Ukyo shouted back.
"Shampoo not do that today!" the Chinese Amazon shouted, drawing her bonborri. "She no want Airen mad at her anymore!"
Their battle auras flared up and both girls were ready to trade in some blows. Well, Ranma Blue looked between the two and smirked before he stood up and set himself between them.
"Ladies, ladies," he sent charmingly, "There is no need for you to get rough, really." He placed a finger under Ukyo's chin, gazing into her eyes. "Ah, Ucchan, lovely as always I see. Even in a boy's uniform, you still take my breath away."
"Ran…Ranchan," Ukyo blushed as she became weak in the knees due to Ranma Blue's words. He then turned his attention towards Shampoo whilst Ukyo was day-dreaming about her wedding with Ranma.
"And, Xian-chan, my exotic Amazon beauty. Must you always fight? You don't want to ruin that beautiful face now, do you?" he stroked her cheek. Shampoo was also becoming affected by the possessed Ranma's words and dropped her bonborri.
"Airen…" she purred. Both girls were both now like putty in his hands as their faces were flushed and their eyes were like hearts. Ranma Blue smirked.
'Wow,' Ranma whistled, impressed. 'Never thought of that before.'
'Violence only begets more violence, Ranma,' Ranma Blue responded, 'You can learn a thing or two from me.'
'Yeah, right!' Momotaros scoffed.
The sound of stomping feet and the shrill shriek of, "RANMA NO BAKA!" took Urataros' attention behind him where Akame came charging in with her mallet ready to swing. Oh, his charm had worked before so he was going to give it a try once more. Akane got in range and swung, but Ranma Blue ducked under it, avoiding from being sent into the air and grabbed her wrist gently with one hand and removing the mallet with the other. Ukyo and Shampoo were still in a daze so Ranma Blue could work in peace. He then dragged Akane away.
"Ah, Akane-chan, just the girl I wanted to see," Ranma Blue said, smiling charmingly.
Akane was beginning to get affected by his gaze but then shook her head. She glared at him and said, "Why did all the girls mob you today!?"
"Why? Let see…well, maybe it's because I am your fiancé," Ranma Blue stated.
'URATAROS!' Ranma screamed.
"Huh, what?" Akane blinked in confusion.
"Well, think about it, Akane-chan," Ranma Blue began, "Before you and I met, you made a stand that you hated boys, ALL boys in fact, but then you suddenly had yourself a fiancé. Well, the other girls would be quite curious, wouldn't they? They would want to see what was so special about me that you were able to snag me for yourself. Akane-chan, they are jealous of you and want to know how it feels like to have such a loving fiancé." He then leaned in closer, taking her hands in his.
'URATAROS!!!' Ranma shouted at the blue Imagin.
Akane's eyes went soft as her cheeks gained a tint of pink in them. She just couldn't get past how charming Ranma was being. Even her 'I hate boys' standpoint was falling underneath the sheer charm that Ranma Blue was using. Said possessed boy smiled at seeing how his words affected her. He then gave her hand a kiss and left her saying, "See you later, Akane-chan."
When he got far enough, Ranma took control back again. The glasses and the blue streak in his hair vanished. He was not pleased and his face was flushed red.
'What the hell was that about, Urataros!?' Ranma shouted telepathically at the blue Imagin.
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Urataros was drinking a cup of coffee whilst Momotaros was glaring daggers at him. "Yes, Ranma?" Urataros responded pleasantly.
'Why did you tell her THAT!?' Ranma shouted back.
"It's the truth, isn't it?" Urataros asked. Ranma became silent. "Akane has hated boys for an extreme amount of time. Then here you come out of the blue as her fiancée. Of course the girls will want to know. I just didn't mention that I gave them added incentive. Tell me if I'm lying." He was met with silence.
'But you did tell her all those lies!' Ranma accused. Urataros wagged a finger.
"Ranma, Ranma, Ranma," Urataros spoke chidingly, "You have a lot to learn about life. Sometimes, you need to tell a few lies to get ahead and to survive. Remember that every one of my words contains a hundred hooks, a thousand fabrications, and ten thousand lies."
'Lying is what cowards do,' Ranma said bitterly.
"Well, even cowards need to survive and get by in life," Urataros said calmly. Actually, he was hurt at being called a coward but his façade hid that.
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Ranma took a deep breath and steeled himself for the upcoming massacre that was going to happen. He plucked up the courage to move and he walked straight back to where his three fiancées were seen last. He was expecting some kind of fight to be breaking out or the three of them waiting to cream him once and for all. What he came across was something he was never expecting.
Shampoo and Ukyo were right where Urataros had left them. They were giggling dreamily to themselves and they were definitely nowhere on this plane of reality at the moment. Ukyo was just giggling to herself now and then while Shampoo was in her own dream state as she purred in satisfaction. Akane was still standing, rooted to the spot. Treading carefully, Ranma stepped up in front of his temperamental fiancée and shook her slightly.
"Uh...Akane?" he asked slowly.
"...yeah?" Akane asked quietly, still blushing.
"Uh... the bell's going to ring," Ranma spoke. "We'd better get to class."
"Uh, sure," Akane nodded before she and Ranma headed out to the school. Ukyo and Shampoo were left to their little fantasies.
'You see, Ranma?' Urataros spoke sumgly. 'Choose your words and you can do anything.'
'Shaddup,' Ranma grumbled.
'What he said,' Momotaros added.
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Ukyo and Akane were somewhat subdued for the rest of the day. Akane's attention span had shrunk to zero while Ukyo's mind was still AWOL on her body. She just kept giggling every few minutes. Ranma didn't want to admit it but he was rather thankful that Urataros had gotten him out of that mess. Ranma himself would have just probably stuck his foot in his mouth by the time Akane came into the scene and get punted. Momotaros would have gotten angry and give everyone a serious verbal thrashing, maybe even make Akane cry again. Urataros actually got everyone to calm down and leave each other alone.
The final bell rang and Ranma heaved a sigh of relief. Getting up from his desk he headed out the door. The giggles of girls and their dreamy sighs followed him everywhere he went.
'Now isn't this better than being attacked all the time?' asked Urataros.
'Why do I get the feeling that you lied to these girls too?' Ranma asked with a frown.
'How could I lie to them?' asked the turtle Imagin almost scandalously. 'I merely complimented them on aspects of their beauty that caught my eye.'
'Highly exaggerated too,' Momotaros growled.
Ranma heaved a heavy sigh. He felt a huge migraine coming on. Maybe Doctor Tofu would have something for it. He looked forward and saw the school gates. Knowing that the main portion of his day where he got attacked usually was done, he relaxed somewhat.
Of course, that was when Urataros decided that he needed to have control and he quickly possessed Ranma again. Ranma Blue looked up with his glasses over his eyes and he smiled. Straightening his shirt, he quickly turned back to the school and began walking towards it.
"Sorry, Ranma," Ranma Blue apologized. "But Nabiki-chan and I have a deal to execute. I may lie but I don't go back on my word."
'What deal?!' Ranma demanded. 'Give back my body!'
"Nabiki-chan and I have devised a way to get the Tendo Dojo some money for the budget," Ranma Blue explained. "I think doing her a few favors is very fair since you freeload there don't you?"
'Well, doing Nabiki a favor is just asking for trouble!' Ranma sputtered, knowing Urataros was right. 'She'll pull a fast one on you!'
"Ranma," Ranma Blue smirked. "I know Nabiki is quite the mistress when it comes to the art of manipulation, but I am a master. Just relax, I'll handle everything."
'That's what we're afraid of!' Momotaros snapped.
Ranma Blue ignored that last comment as he went around the corner of the school and to the back. What he found himself looking at would have made the real Ranma grow incredibly nervous. For Ranma Blue though, it made him smile. There was a huge crowd of girls all with hopeful smiles on their faces. At the front were Nabiki and a few of her lackeys explaining things to them. The middle Tendo daughter turned to see Ranma and a wide smirk appeared on her face.
"Ah, Ranma," she spoke with the amusement in her voice. "Just the man all these ladies are here to see."
"Well I shouldn't disappoint my loving fans now, can I?" Ranma Blue smirked.
"Oh, no you can't," Nabiki agreed.
Walking forward, Ranma Blue planted himself in front of the ladies who were all gathered together. Excited giggles escaped them as they saw the possessed martial artist arrive.
"Okay, everyone," Nabiki called to catch everyone's attention. "Now we all know why you're here. This is an auction to see who is going to go out on a date with Ranma."
'WHAT?!' Ranma cried loudly.
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It was a mess of catfights, insults, and underhanded tricks. This was the type of thing that made people look like they were in the middle of a new World War. Property damage was only the beginning of the total of fines that Furinkan would have to pay for the damages involved.
And that was before the actual auction began.
When the actual event was over with, Nabiki thought she had died and gone to heaven when she got the total. 300,000 Yen. A huge profit when she took the time to consider it. The girls were making bids at a frantic pace and whenever it would slow down, Ranma Blue would smile or do some charming move and the girls would go into a bidding frenzy. Some of them even tried to pool their money together to try and secure the date. In the end, a girl named Suzume blew away all the bids with her own.
Suzume was a rather plain girl who no one seemed to notice. She was very modest and she wore her hair in a small pigtail. It was quite the surprise for everyone there to see her make such a huge bid and actually have the cash on hand to pay up. Nabiki thought she found a new best friend.
"Well, well," Ranma Blue smiled. "It looks like we have a date tonight at seven."
Suzume blushed red like a tomato and almost fainted when she saw Ranma directing his charm at her.
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The Samurai Imagin was getting aggravated. He had been searching through the city all day and last night. He had grabbed dozens of girls who had pigtails in their hair and brought them straight back to its contract holder. Not a single one was the pigtailed girl that he was after. It would have been easier if the contract holder had a picture of the pigtailed girl that he wanted but the moron seemed to think that one was just going to come out of thin air or something.
Grumbling incoherently, the Samurai Imagin continued looking down from its perch from the roof of a building. It was getting harder to find a pigtailed girl he hadn't captured before. He had spotted a few he had seen before and girls couldn't seem to wear their hair the same way for more than one day.
"This is going to take forever," the Samurai Imagin growled.
He looked down on more people walking along, mostly people on dates now that the sun had gone down. He eyed each couple carefully until he saw something that he was looking for. There was a pair walking down the street with their arms intertwined. Both had pigtails but the girls was the only one the Samurai Imagin was concentrating on.
"About time," the Samurai Imagin growled before he started moving to cross their path.
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'I just know that something is going to go wrong,' Ranma grumbled as Ranma Blue and Suzume walked along.
The date was actually going nicely. Suzume was having the time of her life being on a date with someone like Ranma, who never went on a date unless you manipulated him in some way. Ranma Blue just lay on the charm as the two conversed. The shy high school student was blushing red at almost every moment. She had even admitted that she was a Tokusatsu fan and all Ranma Blue did was compliment her on her open and imaginative mind.
'How much longer is this going to be?' whined Momotaros.
'As long as Suzume-chan wants,' Urataros replied. 'She is paying for this date after all.'
'The fiancées are going to murder me,' Ranma groaned dismally.
Ranma Blue was about to pull another charming move when he suddenly stiffened. His eyes narrowed as he sensed danger coming. He wasn't the only one either. Momotaros was up in arms. Even Ranma himself felt his personal danger sense going into action.
"Ranma?" Suzume asked curiously.
'Imagin!' the three males cried at the same time.
As if on cue, an Imagin did drop down and land in front of the pair. Suzume screamed at the sight and hid behind Ranma Blue, gripping the back of his shirt tightly. Ranma Blue just continued to stare down the Samurai Imagin that was in front of him.
"My quarrel is not with you," the Samurai Imagin spoke. "Just give me the pigtailed girl and I will leave you alone."
Suzume squeaked in sheer terror. Ranma Blue could feel her shaking.
'Urataros! Let's switch!' Ranma called.
'Switch with me!' Momotaros demanded. 'I'm good with a sword!'
'No,' Ranma Blue replied.
'Huh?'
'Ranma, you accused me of acting as a coward by telling lies,' Ranma Blue thought sternly as he drew out a familiar belt. 'While I may speak the words of a coward, I act as anything but a coward.'
With a single motion, the belt was wrapped around Ranma Blue's waist tight and securely. Reaching down to it, he pressed the blue button. A new tune echoed from it that sounded like a kind of hollow drum sound. The emblem on the centre of the belt had changed to a deep blue. Taking a step forward, and out of Suzume's grasp, Ranma Blue raised the pass that would change him into Den-O.
'What are you doing?!' Ranma cried.
"Henshin," Ranma Blue spoke before swiping the pass over the now blue emblem.
"Rod Form!" the belt called before the base armor of Den-O appeared over him. When it was on, the additional armor appeared floating around him. Instead of securing itself, it began to spin until a different configuration came up. The red chest plates were now aimed at his back while the yellow and black ones were hovering over his chest. It then opened from the middle to reveal blue armor that was his new chest plates and shoulder pads that were thick. With a loud clank, the armor attached itself to his body. The final touch was a blue turtle with silver fins coming down the centre of his face. The turtle then split down the middle to reveal two orange hexagonal eyepieces. The two turtle pieces attached themselves to the sides of his head before twisting so that the front turtle fins were pointing behind him.
"Mind if I string you along?" Den-O RF asked as he readied himself for a fight.
"Den-O!" the Samurai Imagin growled, surprised and angered.
"Heh, looks like I'm already famous," Den-O RF chuckled. He then said to Suzume, "You better go hide." The girl couldn't move. Her eyes were wide open as she stared at Den-O RF. He sighed, "Even in this form I cause women to go speechless."
'Urataros! Get serious!' Ranma yelled.
"No need to yell," Den-O RF said as he walked over to the Samurai Imagin who had just drawn its sword.
"DIE!" the Samurai Imagin roared as it charged at Den-O RF, swinging down his sword. Den-O RF casually tripped him as he reached down to the sides of his belt to detach the black object and put them together. As the Imagin was getting up, Den-O RF kicked him down again while detaching another piece and combining it with the rest and then another kick before he attached the last piece. His weapon then extended into a rod which he used to block the Imagin's sword. He then twirled his rod around and jabbed the Imagin repeatedly, sending him staggering back. He then continued to swing it at the Imagin's head and the Samurai Imagin got hit a few times.
"A true fisherman is a master of his tools," Den-O RF commented as he dodged a flimsy slash from his opponent. "You are obviously not."
"Shut up!" the Samurai Imagin roared as he stumbled backwards to give himself some space to fight.
Den-O RF just sighed as he rested his rod on his right shoulder. He looked at the Samurai Imagin before speaking again, "Normally I'd string you along a little more, but I'm on a date so I'll have to cut you off early," He revealed his hyper pass and passed it over the emblem on his belt. "Full Charge!"
Blue streams of energy passed into the rod as Den-O RF gripped it in both hands. Holding it like a javelin, he took aim at the wobbly Imagin. Gripping it tightly, he threw the rod straight at his target. The Samurai Imagin held it's sword in front of his body just as the rod hit. Den-O's weapon seemed to vanish as a blue hexagonal field spread from the point of impact. The Samurai Imagin was held in place as it tried to move. Den-O RF took a running start before he leaped high into the air. His right foot was extended as he came back down and collided with the Imagin. The hexagonal field was shatered as the Samurai Imagin was sent hurtling to the ground.
"Gaaahh!" it bellowed in pain as it started to get back to it's feet.
"Odd," Den-O RF commented. "That blow should have been more than enough to destroy him."
'Maybe your technique isn't as good as you think Turtle!' shouted Momotaros, but you could hear some smugness in his voice.
The Samurai Imagin got to it's feet before it's sword started cracking and buckling. It then shattered into several pieces as blue energy jumped between the broken pieces of metal. Den-O RF and Momotaros both blinked at what they had just witnessed. It was Ranma who put it into words.
'I don't believe it. He put his sword in front to take the brunt of the blow!'
"A tricky one, aren't you?" Den-O RF asked in some amusement. "I suppose I'll just have to try again."
"Oh no you won't!" The Samurai Imagin growled before it tunred tail and ran. The action was very much unexpected so Den-O RF didn't give chase. When he was sure that the Imagin was gone, he gripped his belt and removed it, activating the change back to Ranma Blue. With a charming smile, he turned back to the still stunned Suzume.
"Now, don't we have a date to finish?" he asked with all his charm.
Suzume snapped out of her shock and blushed furiously.
To Be Continued...
A/N: How do you like that? Urataros makes the scene and makes life hell for Ranma when it comes to women. Not that it wasn't hell before but now he added a new sub-basement to it. Want to bet how long it takes before he gets Ranma intoo serious trouble.