I do not own Ranma 1/2 or Kamen Rider Den-O. Thise belong to their respective creators and not me. I'm just the fan boy who goes for either series whenever he can. Now...let the fic commence!
Kamen Rider Ran-O
By Ten-Faced Paladin
Chapter 7: Dance of the Purple Dragon
Ranma was walking down the streets towards the Tendo Dojo with a bag of groceries in his hands. Kasumi was a little busy back home and had asked Ranma to get it since she could tell that Ranma wouldn't try to steal what she needed and everything else he liked (Genma) or swindle/blackmail the vendors out of the items for free (Nabiki). She could also trust Ranma not to lose his temper if a rival appeared to fight (Akane) or drown his sorrows in sake when something reminded him of a loved one (Soun).
"Are you sure we have everything?" Ranma asked as he gazed into the bag. "I feel like we forgot something."
"Fear not, Ranma," Urataros replied. "This is everything Kasumi-chan needs for dinner tonight."
Ranma nodded as he continued on his way and let the bag of groceries hang from his side. The blue turtle may have been fond and adept at telling lies, but when he was on the job then you knew it was going to get done. Even if he wanted to get it down so he could flirt with any cute counter attendants. This was the reason why there were a number of women with blushing faces sighing wistfully for Ranma in the marketplace.
'I still say you should have gotten those Kung-Fu movies,' Momotaros grumbled.
Ranma shook his head at the red ogre's words. Momotaros was as eager for a fight as ever. When he finally took the time to take a better look at Ranma's more interesting fights, he found out about Ranma's innate ability to learn anything related to martial arts in a short amount of time. Needless to say, he became just as excited as Ranma does about learning new techniques.
"My life is a Kung-Fu movie," Ranma grumbled. "Thanks to a lot of Pops' meddling and my big mouth, mostly Pops' though."
'Heh,' Momotaros laughed. 'You were right about kicking his ass though. It is a good stress-reliever.'
Did we mention that Momotaros would occasionally take over during sparring sessions just so he could beat up Genma for his idiocy? Urataros would step in as well just to make the fool feel stupid when the mood suited him. Even Kintaros jumped now and again for his personal payback for almost getting his host killed on a number of occasions. Needless to say, Genma had been living in a world of hurt for a while.
Speaking of the yellow bear...
'Zzzzzzzzz,' Kintaros snored as he slept.
It turned out that Kintaros slept a lot. It was spontaneous and when it did happen, there was nothing one could do to wake him up unless he wanted to...or someone mentioned crying. Ranma suppressed a slight shiver when someone mentioned crying. Boy, it wasn't a good day to be Ryoga.
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"RANMA!" Ryoga bellowed as he charged at his hated rival. "Prepare to die!"
Ranma turned his attention to the Lost Boy who was charging at him with his bamboo umbrella at the ready. Ranma just resisted the urge to groan in exasperation. It was the day after he and the Taros-tacchi managed to beat the Cat Imagin. Ranma was feeling some sores from some of the Imagin's attacks and he was hoping to just get some rest for a while. Apparently, someone up there had a different idea.
"What is it this time?" Ranma frowned as he turned to glare at the Lost Boy.
'Humph!' Kintaros snorted. 'Perverted pig.'
'You got that right,' Momotaros grumbled.
'Honorless too,' Urataros sighed.
Ryoga took a swipe at Ranma which the pigtailed boy easily dodged the assault. Ryoga stopped himself, but still managed to break a few inches of road since he dug the umbrella into the ground to stop himself.
"Ranma," he growled. "I'm here to stop Akane's suffering at your hands!"
"What are you talking about this time?" Ranma sighed.
"I've heard!" Ryoga growled. "I've heard about all those other women you flirt with! Those glasses you wear don't fool anyone!"
'I am now officially blaming you for this Urataros,' Ranma sighed inwardly.
'I don't see why the pig boy is raging,' Urataros sighed inwardly. 'He's the one who can't decide on Akane or that nice Akari girl.'
'He's rarely made sense in my opinion,' Ranma replied. 'He made more than Kuno anyway.'
"It ends today, Ranma!" Ryoga bellowed. "Today you will pay for making Akane cry all those times!"
'Nakeru?' asked Kintaros suddenly. A sudden chill ran down Ranma's spine that the red and blue Imagin connected copied. Suddenly, something just didn't sit right with how Kintaros reacted to those words.
"I'll make you pay for those tears with interest!" Ryoga roared as he began his charge to destroy Ranma.
'NAKERU!' Kintaros roared. 'NAKERU ZE!'
Aboard the DenLiner, Kintaros suddenly bolted to his feet and stepped away from his table. He started stomping toward the end of the car where Momotaros and Urataros were watching in on Ranma. He gripped both their shoulders and shoved them out of the way before vanishing into a haze of yellow energy.
Ranma shuddered suddenly as Kintaros forced his way into Ranma's mind and took over. He shook his head and his pigtail suddenly changed to a ponytail. His eyes changed to a golden yellow as did a part of his hair. He looked up at the charging boy.
"It is you who shall cry today!" Ranma Yellow frowned as he prepared to fight.
Ranma Yellow charged forward with a roar of his own straight at Ryoga. The Lost Boy thrust his umbrella forward with the target being the middle of Ranma Yellow's chest. The umbrella did make impact, but Ranma Yellow didn't buckle. Instead, the umbrella was crushed, much to Ryoga's surprise. Ranma Yellow continued his advantage and slammed Ryoga with a forward tackle. The Lost Boy tried to push back but even his strength was being pushed back.
'How did Ranma get this strong?!' Ryoga cried internally.
Ryoga's struggles continued until Ranma Yellow slammed him into a stone wall. Ryoga's vision went blurry from the sudden impact. He looked up to Ranma Yellow's frowning face, and his anger boiled up again. He wouldn't let Ranma win this time! He would make him pay for hurting Akane!
"Raaahhh!" Ryoga bellowed before powering his aura for a Perfect Shi Shi Hokodan.
'Don't let him shoot that thing!' Ranma shouted to the Imagin possessing him. He really didn't have the time to try and steal his body back or get mad at Kintaros for stealing his body in the first place. Ryoga was going to blow away a chunk of the district if his depression managed to get deep enough due to him losing this fight.
Ranma Yellow acted quickly. He grabbed Ryoga and held him across his shoulders and started spinning himself in a tight circle. The Lost Boy's aura slowly began to dissipate as he began to get dizzy from all the spinning.
"Rrrrrrraaaaannnnnnnnnmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaa!!!" Ryoga cried as he got dizzier and dizzier.
It was a short time before his aura was dissipated fully. When it was, Ranma Yellow stopped and unceremoniously dumped Ryoga to the ground. Ranma Yellow was busy wobbling on his feet, but he was still able to stand. Ryoga took a few more minutes, but he was unsteadily on his feet.
"I'll...I'll...," Ryoga grumbled. His face then turned a shade of green as he suddenly began convulsing. "I'll go throw up over here!"
Ryoga staggered off around a corner and a few vomiting noises could be heard which faded away. Ranma Yellow remained still as he remained wobbly.
"Good for you," Ranma Yellow mumbled. "I'm going to be sick over here now."
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Ranma shuddered at the thought. He felt sick just by thinking about it. No doubt Ryoga was feeling just as bad or worse since he had to wander around like that. Ranma figured that Kintaros got a bad enough punishment by getting sick for stealing his body like he did.
Of course, that doesn't mean that Urataros and Momotaros were being behaved either. They took opportunities to walk in the real world and have some fun of their own. Of course, they also saw fit to cast their hand on his problems when they reared their heads. A very fine example of Momotaros butting into his life was when the fiancees tried another round of schemes to make Ranma theirs.
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Ranma had been chewed out by the fathers for not marrying Akane for the umpteenth time. This little argument was sparked when Akane got mad at him for not eating her cooking again. Personally Ranma didn't see the reason why she had to get so upset. It was an observation on his part that made Akane note that her food was plaid. Plaid was not a color that should be on food. The colors of the rainbow were okay in some areas, but plaid is not a color for food. Unless it's icing, but Akane had been trying to make teriyaki that night. What came out was that plaid mess that Ranma was not going to eat even if she malleted him to. Well, Akane really couldn't mallet him until she could replace the last one she broke on his head when Kintaros took up residence so she screamed at him before leaving while the fathers harped him and tried to force him to eat the cooking.
'Why do you put up with those losers?' sighed Momotaros. 'They give you nothing but grief!'
"I got nowhere else to go!" Ranma grumbled. "Sure I could go to some places but the fiancée brigade will just chase me and probably destroy the place I'm staying at in another free-for-all."
'Ah, the wedding ring/pill box incident,' Urataros nodded from his seat on DenLiner. 'I can see your reluctance.'
"Glad someone does," Ranma sighed.
'They are being very selfish,' Kintaros observed. 'The courting of someone you love should not involve violence!'
"Well, everyone around me seems to think it does," Ranma growled. "And I've never been taught about that stuff so I have no clue how to recognize if I really like a girl."
'Ranma, Ranma, Ranma,' Urataros sighed. 'Why didn't you say something? I can teach you all you need to know.'
'Yeah right!' Momotaros growled. 'All you do is string girls along! Now the best kind of women are attracted to real men!'
'They are attracted to strong men!' Kintaros argued.
"NOT HELPING!" Ranma snapped. "I have no trouble attracting girls! It's making them go away that's the problem!"
The Taros-tacchi were quiet at that. That was truly Ranma's problem. None of the girls wanted to admit they had lost in the race for his heart, despite what one certain tomboy said constantly to the contrary.
"AIREN!" a familiar bubbly voice with the sound of a bicycle bell ringing.
"Oh no," Ranma grumbled as he turned to face the bubbly Amazon coming to face him.
"Airen, Shampoo make too-too good ramen for you!" Shampoo cried gleefully as she rode her bike towards him. Suddenly, a spatula impacted with the front wheel, causing Shampoo to lose control of her bike. She hopped off before her bike collided with a lamppost. Ukyo was standing on the wall with a plate of hot okonomiyaki made specially for Ranma.
"Ranchan, I got some hot okonomiyaki for you made with love!" Ukyo said.
There was a whipping sound as a ribbon came flying out of nowhere and nearly struck Ukyo. Kodachi leapt into the scene in her leotard, carrying a plate of (poisoned) cookies.
"Oh, Ranma-sama, don't pay attention to these fools. Please, have some of my cookies!" Kodachi said before laughing.
Ranma grumbled.
'Ah, to be popular with the ladies,' Urataros said with a sigh. 'Maybe I should-'
'You'll just make it worse, turtle!' Momotaros snapped. 'Let ME handle this!'
Momotaros then asserted himself into Ranma's body, his eyes flashing red as his hair became wilder and a red streak appeared in it. He growled, cracking his fists, "Ore Sanjou!" He then dashed towards the fighting girls. He grabbed the food the girls were carrying and then smashed them onto the ground, much to their shock. Their food was ruined!
"Aiyah! Why Airen do that!?" Shampoo cried.
"Ranchan, that was for you!" Ukyo cried.
"Ranma-sama, why do you refuse?" Kodachi asked innocently.
Ranma Red then roared in their faces, "YOU THINK I'M SOME SORT OF STUPID PRIZE FOR YOU HUSSIES TO FIGHT OVER! I'M A PERSON HERE! I MAKE MY OWN DAMNED DECISIONS! UNTIL YOU CAN GET THAT THROUGH YOUR HEADS THEN THERE'S NO WAY I'M TOUCHING YOUR DAMNED FOOD!" Ranma Red then turned on his heels and stomped away.
"Airen!"
"Ranchan!"
"Ranma-sama!"
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The fiancées were not happy with that little performance. Mousse had attacked him six times in one day because Momotaros' actions made Shampoo run home in a fit of tears. Ukyo was just as distraught, but she didn't sic Konatsu on him. Maybe she got the message. Kodachi seemed to have forgotten the incident already. Her denial was only outmatched by her brother's. Nabiki also managed to make a butt-load of cash that day since one of her lackeys had spied the incident and reported it to her. With communication as it is these days, Nabiki found out only a few minutes after it happened. Apparently there was a running pool on which girl Ranma would pick. No one had predicted that he'd blow up on them.
Of course, when news came that Ranma had told off the other fiancées, Genma and Soun were drinking in celebration and preparing wedding plans. Of course, they neglected to tell Akane and Ranma about it. Then came their next hair-brained stunt for a shotgun wedding. They thought it would have been a nice surprise for their children. It was one of the increasing number of times which Ranma was glad that Urataros was around.
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Ranma was turning back onto the street where the Tendo Dojo was and resigned himself to another night of scams, slop, and tomfoolery from the fathers. Of course, he had the special side of guilt he felt for making Ukyo and Shampoo cry.
'I don't see why you're beating yourself up about this,' Momotaros grumbled. 'I'm the one who did it.'
"In MY body," Ranma sighed. "I'm guilty by association."
'I think it's about time they got a wake-up call!' Momotaros snapped. He then turned his attention to the other Imagin he had to share with. 'Am I right?!"
'I guess,' Urataros sighed.
'Zzzzzzzzz,' Kintaros snored, having fallen asleep again.
'Urgh!' Momotaros growled. 'I get no respect!'
Ranma snickered at the antics. He liked the feeling he had when he was with the denizens of DenLiner. He had actual friends there. People he could just hang out with and not have to pose for. With them he was just Ranma. He wasn't a rival and he wasn't a fiancé. He was just a friend taking a ride on a train who was part of a team which protected the timeline. It was a shame he couldn't tell anyone about his job. His mother would probably see it as the epitome of manliness.
As Ranma opened the front gates of the Tendo property, Urataros suddenly spoke up.
'Hold on a second, Ranma,' he warned suddenly.
"What is it?" asked Ranma curiously.
'Notice anything amiss right now?' asked Urataros. 'Try to pay attention a little.'
So Ranma took a good look at his surroundings. He knew it wasn't a rival because his survival instincts didn't kick in. It wasn't a fiancée either because a shiver hadn't gone down his spine. It took him a couple of minutes to figure it out, but he managed it.
"Wait a sec!" Ranma frowned. "Where is everybody? Usually Mr. Tendo is hanging out near the garden with Pops playing Shogi. They'd better not be doing anything stupid."
'Undoubtedly,' Urataros sighed. 'If you would permit me, I would like to make use of your body. I will be able to react faster to their tricks if I am in charge.'
"Go ahead," Ranma sighed. As much as he hated to admit it, Urataros had a real sharp eye for everything around him. Ranma's only went as far as attacks.
Urataros pushed himself forward as Ranma's eyes turned bright blue and his hair was tucked behind his ear with a blue streak. A pair of glasses also appeared over his eyes. Urataros' confident smirk appeared on his lips.
"Mind if I string you along?" Ranma Blue smiled before continuing on bravely towards the house.
He didn't even make it to the front door before Soun and Genma leaped out the door and turned on him. Ranma Blue was feeling a sense of deja vu as he recalled being in this position.
"Way to be a man, Boy!" Genam grinned, his face was flushed, obviously telling all he was drunk. "Telling off those girls at long last so you can marry your kind and gentle fiancée!"
"WAAAAAHHHH!" Soun bawled. "The schools will finally be joined! WAHHHHHH!"
Ranma Blue sighed and shook his head. These two were determined come hell or high water to get Ranma and Akane hitched. While Ranma Blue did see many feminine qualities which may be good for Ranma in the long run, she had too many attitude and maturity problems which prevented her from being seen as marriage material.
"Quite right, Tendo!" Genma grinned while gripping Ranma Blue's arm. "Now we have everything ready! All you need to do is make the vows!"
"My little girl is finally getting married!" Soun bawled whiel gripping Ranma Blue's other arm.
Both men yanked Ranma Blue into the house and brought him to the dojo. Inside were the sisters with Akane tied up with a wedding dress on. She was out cold which Ranma Blue could guess was the only way the men could have gotten her there. There was a priest present too.
"Okay, Boy!" Genma grinned. "Go up there with your fiancée and begin your married life!"
Ranma Blue sighed and released himself from both men's grips. This had to be their worst plan yet. The last time at least had a chance of success since they used blackmail and unconsciousness as something to help them. Oh well. It was high time to knock them off their high horses for the time being.
"Otousan, Tendo-san," Ranma Blue sighed, adjusting his glasses. "We talked about this. Akane and I are just not ready for marriage."
"Nonsense, Boy!" Genma frowned. "You got rid of those other girls so now's your chance to marry Akane before they try some other trick!"
"The time is right for uniting the school!" Soun added with a furious nod, threatening to go into demon head mode.
Ranma Blue shook his head and looked pointedly at the two men, "I'm afraid you have jumped the gun again. I have not broken the engagements. I merely told the others that if they even want a fair chance then they had better act like real women rather than warriors. Otherwise I will not have time for them."
"WHAT?!" Genma bellowed. "Now see here, boy! You are going to marry Akane today! I am your father and I expect you to do as I say!"
"Quite right!" Tendo agreed. "Think of the honor of our houses!"
"In that case," Ranma Blue smirked. "The pledge doesn't have to be fulfilled since neither heads of the Tendo or Saotome families have any honor."
"HOW DARE YOU!" Soun roared in demon head mode.
"Insolent boy!" Genma growled.
"I am only stating what anyone else would see," Ranma Blue shrugged. "Otousan, you have sold my hand in marriage for as little as food, haven't you? Those marriages were made in good faith and on words of honor. You broke your word, and the Saotome family honor beyond repair. Quite frankly, I'm surprised that Tendo-san hasn't thrown you out yet."
"Uhh," Genma sweated. As much as he wanted to deny it, the boy had a point. If Nodoka found out about half the things he'd done on the training trip, she'd have his head. Thankfully she was under the impression that the other girls were hopeful concubines.
"Then we come to you, Tendo-san," Ranma Blue continued with a smirk. "I believe this is the second time you have pulled a stunt like this? Or is it the third? Anyway, you have committed assault on your daughter a third time now. That act is punishable by law you know. Tying her up? Knocking her out? Almost looks like kidnapping to me. Never mind the fact that Akane-chan and I are underage. I do wonder what the police would think."
"Now, hold on there, son," Soun tried to reason with Ranma. "Nothing to get hasty about. Genma and I were just a little excited. We got carried away, I suppose."
"Fair enough," Ranma Blue shrugged. "Lay off on the sake then. Of course, what Akane is going to do when she wakes up will be punishment enough. Sayanora."
Ranma Blue then walked right out of the dojo, leaving a dumbfounded Soun and Genma behind. Nabiki had a smirk on her face which was one of the largest she had in a long time. Ranma Blue had just blackmailed the fathers into letting him go. Quite ingeniously as well. He had quite an eye for detail.
Of course, her thoughts were derailed when Akane woke up.
"YOU DID THIS AGAIN?!" she shrieked, making the fathers shiver in sudden fear. "BAKAS!!"
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Ranma snickered at the thought. Divine retribution did exist after all. Akane had beaten both fathers into a pulp and destroyed the wedding decorations just to make sure they couldn't try again for a while. By the end of the night, Ranma was feeling very relaxed.
"Whew," Ranma sighed as he stopped to catch his breath. He had been feeling a little tired since Kintaros moved in. He assumed it was because of the added spiritual presence mixed with his, Momotaros' and Urataros'. "Could you lose a few pounds there Kintaros?"
'It is all muscle!' Kintaros 'harrumpn'ed in his sleep before snoring again.
"Well, it's heavy muscle if you ask me," Ranma said and then he yawned.
'Are you exhausted, Ranma?' Urataros asked in concern.
"Yep," Ranma answered, smacking his lips. "All this fighting Imagin and letting you guys take control is making me exhausted."
'Why don't I take a load off for you, Ranma?' Urataros offered and the pigtailed martial artist quirked an eyebrow in suspicion.
"Why?" Ranma asked.
'Ranma, you're saying that like I have some sort of ulterior motive. I am shocked.'
'He knows you well, Turtle-Boy,' Momotaros snickered.
Ranma, too tired to argue, said, "Fine." That was Urataros' cue to take over as a haze of blue energy entered Ranma's body and once again the blue streak, eyes and glasses reappeared. Ranma Blue then said, "Much better." He dug into his pants and pulled out a cell phone that had been given to him by Nabiki to keep in contact with her. He then dialed up a number. "Hello, Mika-chan, miss me?"
"Oh, Ranma! Hi!" the girl on the other end, Mika, giggled. "What's up?"
"My schedule is free tomorrow so I wish to spend the evening with you," Ranma Blue said suavely. "Is that alright?"
"Oh, okay, then it's a date! When do we meet?" Mika asked, eager for her date with Ranma Blue.
"We shall meet-" he was suddenly cut off as a red haze of energy pushed the blue one out. The glasses vanished and then the blue streak disappeared and replaced by a red one before the blue eyes shifted to red. "I don't wanna see your face!" he then hung up before Mika could answer.
'Sempai,' Urataros complained, 'Why did you do that?'
"You were flirting, that's what, Turtle-Boy," Ranma Red growled. "Ranma doesn't need you giving him more girl trouble."
'I am angry at you now. Mika is probably crying right now,' Urataros told him.
'Nakeru?' Kintaros voice was heard as he began to wake up.
Ranma Red and Urataros panicked, "Oh, no!" Suddenly, a yellow haze of energy appeared and pushed Momotaros out. The pigtail unraveled into a ponytail and a yellow streak of hair replaced the red one. His eyes flashed yellow, "NAKERU ZE!"
'Hey, Bear-Boy, why did you have to wake up now!?' Momotaros shouted.
"Ranma-sama does not need you two controlling him like that. He needs someone strong!" Ranma Yellow said proudly, pounding his chest.
"And that's me!" Ranma Red reasserted himself before Ranma Blue took over.
"I believe I am the better choice. My cunning will help him out more," Ranma Blue said cockily.
"No, me!" Ranma Yellow insisted.
"Me!" Ranma Red pushed.
"Me!" Ranma Blue argued.
"ME!!!" All three Imagin shouted as they continuously struggled over control of Ranma's body. All of the sudden, a purple burst of energy sent the three Imagin flying out and they reappeared in the DenLiner in a heap.
Ranma then groaned in pain as the confrontation wiped him out. However, he continued on his way home.
"Crap," Ranma muttered. "I can't leave you guys alone for a second! What was that purple energy?"
'Dunno,' Momotaros grumbled. 'Hurts though.'
"Ugh," Ranma sighed. "Urataros, get back out here. I need the rest."
'Glady,' Urataros smiled before re-possessing Ranma's body. He immediately went to the cell phone again and called up the girl from before. "Mika-chan? Are you there?"
"Ranma?" asked the girl. "What happened? Who was that other voice? He sounded really mean! I almost thought he was you for a moment!"
"Don't worry, Mika-chan," Ranma Blue smiled. "It was just some fool who thought they were being funny. I'm sorry if he upset you."
"Oohh, Ranma," Mika gushed over the phone.
'Oi!' snapped Momotaros.
During this whole little episode, neither Ranma nor the Taros-tachhi noticed that someone had been spying on them. Seeing the boy go through mood changes was probable, but not that quickly. Speaking in three different voices was also suspicious. Then becoming the ultimate ladies man from the sexually repressed boy he had been only made it glaringly obvious. There was no way Ranma would have been able to get that girl on the phone talking to him after what he barked at her earlier. Yet, he did it just the same. Of course, the different colored ki was the first tip off. To the one spying, it all became clear.
"That explains everything," the spy spoke before vanishing in a flash.
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Another day dawned on the Tendo dojo. Ranma sighed as he slowly came to the waking world. He was feeling much better than he did yesterday. A little rest as all he needed to recover from all the body swapping he did with the Taros-Tacchi. He yawned loudly as he considered himself lucky that his father hadn't thrown him out the window yet or Akane lost her patience and splashed him with water to wake him up.
"Come to think of it," Ranma muttered. "Why didn't Pop wake me up?"
"Nihao," someone spoke up.
Ranma's eyes widened as he turned to the source of the voice. He almost went into a state of shock when he saw the purple tresses of Shampoo standing in the middle of the room. Coincidentally, one of her bonborri was planted in Genma's skull, rendering him out cold. Judging by the bucket of water that was spilled on the floor, he had been planning to wake Ranma up in one of his usual methods.
"Shampoo?" Ranma blinked. "What are you doing here?"
Ranma had a right to be confused. Usually Shampoo would break in through walls or sneak into Ranma's bed to try and seduce him for herself. Either that or sneak in with her cat form and freak Ranma out. This time, she had done nothing like that. The serious look in her eyes was somewhat unnerving.
"Airen," she spoke seriously. "Need to come to Cat Cafe quick. Great-Grandmother want to talk to you."
"Great," Ranma sighed, rubbing his eyes. "What does the old ghoul want now?"
"Shampoo not know," Shampoo shrugged. "She just told to bring you to cafe quick."
'She's lying,' Urataros spoke up. 'She knows exactly why her great-grandmother wants you to come.'
'Ah well,' Ranma sighed inwardly. 'Might be important.'
"Sure, Shampoo," Ranma yawned. "Just let me leave a note or sumthin' and we can go."
"Okee-dokey!" Shampoo smiled brightly, but her usual bubbliness was gone. Something was definitely up.
After a quick explanation to Kasumi, who was already awake, and having to explain things to Akane, who thought Ranma was going to spend time with Shampoo, they were off. The whole time, Ranma could tell that Shampoo was keeping her gaze leveled on Ranma's back at all times. Usually it was on his butt or something when she got the chance, but this was something else entirely. The Cat Cafe was soon in sight and Ranma reached the entrance with Shampoo close behind. However, when he opened the door, he found that the room was pitch dark.
"Huh?" Ranma blinked. "What's goin-?"
SHOVE!
"Hey!"
Ranma stumbled inside after Shampoo pushed him hard. He tried to turn around to face her, but she was already inside and shut the door. Ranma was now officially blind in the dark and had no idea what was going on. He was about to call out for Cologne when something dashed around him at n incredible speed. Ranma felt his arms constricted by something incredibly hard and tough. After it was wrapped around him a few times and pinned his arms, he was suddenly tripped before landing on his butt. The lights then came on as numerous candles were ignited, illuminating the room. Ranma found himself sitting across from Cologne with Shampoo just behind her, looking very worried about something.
"Hello, Son-In-Law," Cologne nodded. "If it is you in control anyway."
"Old Ghoul!" Ranma snapped. "What's going on?! What's the big idea?!"
"Ranma in big danger!" Shampoo mumbled. It was rare to see her so concerned about something. "Ranma possessed by too too bad spirits!"
"Indeed," Cologne nodded.
"What?!" Ranma gaped. "Oh come on! I am not possessed by evil spirits."
'No,' Momotaros snickered. 'Just by Imagin.'
'Not helping so shut up!' Ranma growled as his guest before turning his attention back to Cologne.
"I think otherwise, Son-In-Law," Cologne frowned. "There were some glaring clues, but nothing I could properly act on without real proof."
"Oh yeah?" snorted Ranma. "What proof do you have?"
"Well," Cologne answered. "One of the most glaring facts is that not only did you woo Shampoo with words one day, but you did it with almost every girl you met."
"Uh..." Ranma gulped. Curse Cologne's attention to detail.
"The there is the fact you made her cry purposely," Cologne continued. "I know for a fact you would never do that."
Ranma remained nervously silent at that. She was right. Several personality changes were not the norm for Nerima. That and Ranma seducing every woman he met, a hair-trigger temper, or suddenly gaining strength to crash through walls as if he was Ryoga probably would have shown up on people's radar.
"I am not sure where these spirits have come from, Son-In-Law," Cologne added. "But rest assured that I will remove them from your body."
"Huh?!" Ranma blinked.
"What?!" Growled Momotaros. "I'm not going anywhere!"
"Excuse me?" blinked Urataros. "Can we talk about this?"
"I will not leave," Kintaros snorted. "I am Ranma-sama's servant. I am honor bound to serve him."
"Not worry, Ranma," Shampoo smiled. "Great-Grandmother do this before! Maybe when you free you take Shampoo on date yes?"
"Now hold on a sec!" Ranma cried as Cologne began digging in her robes for something. "I'm not possessed by evil sprits! I've been going through something called growing up! It happens to everybody!"
"Perhaps," Cologne shrugged. "But the extreme personality changes and three colors of ki which are not yours cannot be ignored. I have seen for myself the spirits struggle for dominance. So I will remove them from you and set you free."
"Hold on!" Ranma cried, but Cologne didn't listen. She pulled out a paper talisman and lunged forward before placing it on Ranma's forehead. The pigtailed martial artist was out like a light. The talisman remained in place for a second before falling off. Cologne stepped forward slightly to check on her wayward son-in-law.
"Ranma is okay?" Shampoo asked worriedly.
Ranma slowly looked to the two Amazons with a growing grin on his face. The Amazons both drew in gasps of shock as they saw that Ranma's eyes were turning purple and a purple streak of hair was appearing on the side of his head.
"You found me!" Ranma grinned with an almost childish voice.
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Nabiki was heading to school that morning while Akane struggled to get ready while in a huff about Ranma going to see the Amazons so early in the morning. Nabiki herself wondered what the big deal was so she decided to satisfy her curiosity and go see what was going on. As she turned the corner to where the Cat Cafe was situated, her eyes widened in shock as she saw that the front door had been blown wide open. Mousse was in the middle of the street, groaning in pain and had bruises on his skin and footprints on his clothes. Walking up to the building, she saw Shampoo and Cologne cleaning up inside.
"What happened here?" she asked.
"Son-In-Law," Cologne answered simply as she flipped undamaged chairs onto the tables so Shampoo could clean up easier.
"Ranma did all this?!" Nabiki gaped. Usually it was his rivals or fiancées who did this much damage in such small spaces.
"Was not Ranma!" Shampoo frowned. "Was Mousse and purple spirit!"
"Purple spirit?" asked Nabiki with a small degree of confusion.
"Great-Grandmother find out bad spirits in Ranma," Shampoo explained. "She try to take them away but it no work! Instead, it bring new one! Then, Mousse come back from delivery. He think we try to force Ranma to get married to Shampoo so he attack Ranma. Mousse break metal cable around Ranma and Ranma fight back like Shampoo never see before! Break lots of things!"
"Yes," Cologne nodded. "It was something to witness all right. However, I would advice you not to excite this spirit. We do not know what it is truly capable of."
"I'll keep that in mind," Nabiki nodded before she left. She then started walking to school again. 'Did another Imagin decide to take up residence in Ranma? If so, where is it now and what is it doing? I hope no one ticks it off before I figure out what it wants.'
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Kasumi was busy with some housekeeping for the time being. The fathers were out and everyone else was in school. Well, hopefully Ranma was anyway. Who knows what Cologne wanted to talk to him about? She only hoped that it wasn't another one of their tricks to get him married to Shampoo. The Imagin in Ranma probably wouldn't like that.
(Play Climax Jump-Hip-Hop version)
Looking out to the entrance gate, Kasumi saw someone actually dancing their way in. The eldest Tendo daughter took a moment to stop and look at this strange person. He was a very good dancer. He was breaking out moves which experience break dancers would use. He was wearing a cap on his head so Kasumi couldn't see his face. He also had sneakers on and headphones around his neck. He was wearing Chinese style clothes. An interesting thing to see was a streak of purple hair sticking out from his cap. He also had a pigtail tied at the back. Wait...pigtail?
"Ranma?" Kasumi asked with some surprise. When did he learn to dance?
"Sorta," the boy answered before abruptly ending his dance with his hand pointing straight up and him looking at the ground. He then pointed right at Kasumi and looked at her which revealed Ranma's face, but with purple eyes and a smile. "Hi, Nee-chan!"
(end song)
"Hello to you too, Imagin-san," Kasumi politely bowed. "What is your name?"
"Call me Ryutaros!" Ranma Purple laughed as he skipped closer to Kasumi, still smiling.
"Okay, Ryutaros-san," Kasumi smiled. "What brings you here? It is time for school you know."
"School?" Ranma Purple blinked in confusion.
"Oh yes!" Kasumi nodded. "Everyone Ranma's age has to go to school. Since you are in Ranma's body then you have to go too."
"Oh," Ranma Purple nodded before another smile came to his face. "Okay, Nee-chan! I'll go to school!"
"Good," Kasumi smiled. She then entered the house and brought out Ranma's school bag and a bento. "Here you go. Have a good day."
"'Kay!" Ranma Purple smiled as he took the items. He then turned around and began dancing out the front door. "Bye-bye, Nee-chan!"
Kasumi waved as he left. She couldn't help but giggle as he went. Ryutaros was just so silly! Even so, he was really friendly. Ranma was lucky to have made such a nice new friend.
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"Ah, for the beautiful tigress Akane Tendo to walk to school unescorted is truly a crime. Let me walk you to the door, my beauty!" Kuno proclaimed.
"Back off, Kuno!" Akane growled as she swung her book bag in his face, but he still stood there, proclaiming his love to her. Akane was still in a bad mood since the fathers had tried to get her married to Ranma again and not only that, Ranma had gone off with that hussy Shampoo. Akane vowed to make that pervert—
(Climax Jump-Hip Hop version plays)
Hey, where did that music come from?
Everyone looked towards the gate to see several older teens break dancing with one in the lead. They all danced into the school grounds, following their leader who appeared to be the best dancer of them all. The hip-hop music played loudly as the break-dancers moved wildly. The most shocking thing was to see Ranma in the lead, dancing.
"RANMA!?" Akane shrieked in confusion and shock.
"Hey, is that Ranma?" one boy asked.
"Where did he learn to move like that?" another boy asked back.
"Wow, look at him go!" a girl added.
"He's like a hip-hop master!" said another boy.
Ranma Purple then stepped over to Akane and Kuno. He stared at both before tipping his cap. He stared at Kuno and then snapped his fingers, pointing them in the air. The music and dancing stopped and then he pointed his finger at Kuno. "Shall I beat you up now?" Ranma Purple asked, grinning.
Kuno then asked, "What is this? A challenge to the great Tatewaki Kuno?"
Ranma Purple then cupped a hand around his ear and said, "I don't hear an answer!" He then snapped his fingers and pointed to one of his break-dancers who was holding a boom box. "Hit it!"
The hip-hop music began to play as Kuno went on the attack.
(Double Action-Gun Form plays)
"Yaaahhh!" Kuno roared as he attempted to cut Ranma Purple down the middle.
The purple-tressed boy merely twisted to the side in a move similar to several dances before placing a similarly styled elbow strike into Kuno's head. The Kendo artist stumbled forward slightly before turning to face his opponent once again. Ranma Purple only had a silly grin on his face. Kuno growled angrily before charging again. Ranma Purple only bounced slightly on his feet as Kuno came closer. Kuno tried a horizontal strike but Ranma Purple immediately dropped to the ground before sweeping his feet in a full circle which knocked Kuno to the ground.
"You're so slow!" Ranma Purple laughed.
"Silence knave!" Kuno bellowed as he got to his feet and tried another assault.
Akane and all the other students watched on in deep interest as the fight continued. It wasn't because of the outcome; they knew Kuno was going to get creamed. It was because Ranma was using a new fighting style and it was fun to watch.
"I fight on!" Kuno growled.
"Meh," Ranma Purple sighed. "I'm getting bored."
"I shall defeat you today and free my loves!" Kuno roared as he charged again.
"So much talking!" Ranma Purple whined before going into a split as Kuno tried to stab him. He then rolled back as Kuno was recovering from the miss before going into a series of flying twists which had his feet slamming into Kuno's head. Several blows rained down at a rather rapid pace before Kuno finally went down. He couldn't even give a weak protest like he usually did because he was hit so hard. Ranma Purple ended his assault by pointing at the sky while looking down. He then pointed at Kuno with a frown.
(End Double Action-Gun Form)
"You're boring!" he whined. "No fun!"
Ranma Purple then turned to the break-dancers who were watching the fight with interest, "I'll see you guys later! I gotta go to school!"
"'Kay, Boss!" the break-dancers cheered before they began dancing their way away from Furinkan.
Ranma Purple then turned his attention to school building with an excited smile on his face, "Now to go to school just like Nee-chan said. Looks like fun!"
Ranma Purple then danced his way into the school. Students then began whispering among themselves excitedly like they always did when something new happened.
"Did you see that?!" asked one boy.
"Ranma totally destroyed Kuno!" smiled another.
"Good riddance!" sighed a third.
"Did Ranma seem cuter to you than before?" asked one girl.
"Cute nothing! He's adorable today!" sighed another girl.
"Do you think I can get a date tonight?" wondered a third.
Akane barely listened as she watched Ranma Purple vanish in the building. She was now officially concerned. He always held back against Kuno, but today he decimated him. Just what was going on with her reluctant fiancé?
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Happosai was enjoying another daylight panty raid. There was just some thrill about getting away with it in broad daylight which made the chase so much more thrilling. It wasn't like anyone could stop him anyway. He was a grandmaster of a martial arts school and with his skills he could do pretty much anything he wanted. Only Genma's boy and Pantyhose Taro could come close to stopping him and neither were anywhere in sight, so he was free to do whatever his perverted little heart desired.
Above the ancient lecher, a sphere of energy hovered above and watched him go along his merry way. It soon decided that someone as selfish, lazy, and greedy as this old man would definitely have a wish or two they wanted to have fulfilled. Acting quickly, it dove down and rammed into Happosai with a loud crash.
"Hmm?" the old man blinked. "What was that?"
Sand began to pour from his body and collect around his feet. Happosai immediately saw what was happening and leaped back to face it. He worked hard for this haul and there was no way that he was going to let some weird sand risk it.
Happosai was slightly surprised to see a body from the torso up rise form the pile. Its legs dangled from above. The creature itself looked a lot like a monkey.
"Tell me your greatest desire," the Monkey Imagin whispered with a deep voice. "I will make it come to reality."
Happosai's eyes were wide as the implications hit him. He only had one thing to say to this sort of situation.
"SWEETO!"
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Ranma Purple sat in class, bored out of his mind. The teacher was going on and on about something he didn't even care about. However, he was going to stay in school because his Nee-chan told him to.
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Meanwhile, Nabiki was getting some new info from one of her lackeys. Kuno had been admitted into the school's infirmary, unconscious and with numerous bruises inflicted onto his body…by Ranma.
Nabiki knew that this could only have been done by that new Imagin and judging by the state Kuno was in it didn't have any interest in holding back. She would need to confront it before it did anything rash.
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"Waaagh!" Momotaros growled angrily as the fuse to his short temper got short and shorter. "Where is he? I can't find Ranma anywhere!"
"My luck isn't much better," Urataros sighed as he rested his chin on his hands while sitting down.
"I cannot find him either," Kintaros reported.
"Nothing?" asked Hana in quickly growing concern.
The Taros-Tacchi had lost contact with Ranma that morning and had been trying to catch up with him ever since. They were all worried about what happened, but they could agree about it being one thing: another Imagin had decided to take Ranma as a host. This one was strong too if he could cut off the connection while Ranma was conscious as well. Only Momotaros looked forward to fighting this guy if he ever found his way to DenLiner.
"Don't you have any idea where he might be?" Hana asked worriedly.
"I don't think he's left Nerima," Urataros spoke up. "We only get flashes of what Ranma has been thinking about, but so far nothing we would see outside of the district."
"That's something," Naomi commented.
"What do you see?" Hana pressed.
"Stores," Momotaros grumbled. "Names in Nerima we've seen before."
"Nnnn," Hana frowned. That definitely wasn't much to go on. Even if the stores were unique, there would still be a lot of ground to cover and Ranma could be gone by the time they got there. She then turned to the newest arrival in hopes of getting something out of him.
"Zzzzzzzz," Kintaros snored, having fallen asleep again.
"Baka!" Hana snapped, placing her destructive right punch into Kintaros' face. He sputtered as he woke up and shook his head to get the dizziness out. "This is no time to be sleeping!"
Kintaros grumbled a little before his snoring resumed. Hana just sighed in agitation before walking to the front of the car. She took one last look at the Taros-Tacchi and Naomi before she made her announcement.
"I'll look for Ranma myself," she frowned. "You'd better let me know if you find something."
Two nods came from Urataros and Momotaros while Kintaros continued to snore. Hana's frowned deepened before she exited the train car and headed for the exit so she could get off. She was determined to find Ranma and sock that Imagin a good one for stealing his body.
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Lunch time came and Ranma Purple planted himself under a tree. Held in his hand was the bento his 'beloved Nee-chan' had prepared for him. He looked forward to the meal that she'd cooked for him. As he was ready to pull the lid off, he heard a shrill shriek.
"RANMA!" Akane shouted as she marched towards him, carrying a bento she had probably violated with her own non-existent cooking skills. Following close behind was also Ukyo as she carried a plate of okonomiyaki for her Ranchan.
Ranma Purple tilted his head to the side. What did these girls want with him anyway? He looked through his host's memories and then realization crossed over his face.
"Yes?" he asked, almost innocently. Akane sat down and opened up the bento and Ranma Purple grimaced at both the smell and appearance. "I made you lunch. Eat it!"
"Hey, Ranchan, here's a nice hot and steamy plate of okonomiyaki for you, sugar," Ukyo tempted, holding the plate in front of him and raising Akane's ire.
Ranma Purple looked at the okonokiyaki. It sure looked more appetizing than what Akane had made. At least Ukyo's looked like actual food and not like something that had been executed by electrocution. The okonomiyaki would have been nice but he just shook his head, declining them, much to Ukyo's shock and Akane's anger. "No, I think I'll eat the lunch Nee-chan made me."
"Ranma, you WILL EAT my lunch!" Akane growled.
"No, I wanna eat what Nee-chan made me!" Ranma Purple protested, sounding like a child. "You can't make me!"
"RANMA!" Akane threw a fist but Ranma Purple easily dodged it.
"You nearly made me drop Nee-chan's lunch!" Ranma Purple shouted angrily. He placed the bento down gently and then said to Akane, challenging her "Do you want to fight me, now?"
Ukyo blinked. Did Ranma just challenge Akane to a fight? Ranma would never do such a thing. Ranma would not even refuse her Okonomiyaki and who was he calling 'Nee-chan'? There was something definitely up with her fiancé today.
"I can't hear you!" Ranma Purple smirked, which caused Akane's temper to rise several notches.
"Hyah!" Akane cried as she tried to hit Ranma Purple with one of her reliable haymaker punches which never failed to hit the baka and send him flying.
Well, it never failed until now that is.
Ranma Purple slipped right past like he was in the middle of a dance. He skipped past Akane as the temper challenged girl continued to rain punches down on him. Not that she hit him. Akane's temper was quickly reaching critical mass with every failed attempt to clobber Ranma Purple.
"RANMA NO BAKA!" Akane shrieked with another punch aimed right at Ranma Purple's face.
"Hup!" Ranma Purple grinned as he ducked underneath the blow by doing something similar to what was called 'the worm'. Akane had put too much momentum into the move and stumbled while Ranma Purple got back to his feet fairly quickly. Akane turned and was about to try another hit when something slammed into her stomach with the force of a wrecking ball.
"HOOF!" Akane gasped as she stumbled backwards before falling to her knees. The wind had been knocked out of her lungs and she was having trouble breathing.
Ranma Purple frowned as he saw that Akane wasn't getting back up, "Awww. Is that all? I thought this would be fun since you're better than Bokken-san."
Akane started sniffling as her entire reality started crashing down on her. Ever since Ranma had come to Nerima, she lost her status at being the best martial artist. Over time she accepted that she wasn't the best. She told herself that she was one of the best. Anyone who could land a blow on Ranma had to be good, right? Akane's rage failed her as her shock and depression poured in. She thought she was good, but Ranma practically wasn't there when she tried to hit him. He completely avoided every attack she threw and with one punch, put her down. She found herself completely outclassed.
"RANMA YOU JERK!" Akane cried before running off. Ranma Purple was now rather confused at why she ran off crying like that.
"Why is Tomato-chan crying?" Ranma Purple asked innocently. "It can't be because she lost."
Ukyo could only stare in shock. Ranma had not only challenged Akane to a fight, but actually hit her! Ukyo knew that there was no way Akane would win, but Ranma had actually hit her and put her down with one punch. When did this drastic change happen?
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There were several shrieks coming from a locker room from one of the nearby schools as a strange figure leapt to its escape. It carried on its back a bag filled with unmentionable articles of clothing. Okay, it had stolen panties and bras.
The Monkey Imagin had golden armbands with a gold chestplate. Its arms were as hairy with red fur as expected. Its face looked a lot like a gorilla's, but it had a gold band resting over its forehead. Its feet looked bare save for a pair of sandals that were strapped to its feet.
The Monkey Imagin roof-hopped swiftly to make its escape and began to wonder if all this hassle was worth it to grant its contractor's wish. Well, right now, all it had to do was to grant the wish and be done with it. For some reason, that old man creeped it out and it was a monster for crying out loud!
The following crowd of enraged females didn't seem to care much for his appearance either.
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Nabiki had heard from one of her lackeys that they'd witnessed Ranma both challenging Akane to a fight and fighting back, causing the youngest Tendo girl to run away crying. Nabiki narrowed her eyes. She may have been known to be an ice queen, but she still cared for her sister. She walked around the corner of the school and saw Ranma Purple happily eating his lunch under the tree. Ukyo had left earlier seeing as her attempts were unsuccessful and that his behaviour was a bit strange. Nabiki knew the reason all too well. She then marched over to the possessed young man.
"Excuse me," Nabiki said as she stood in front of Ranma Purple, arms crossed.
"Yes?" Ranma Purple looked up. From Ranma's memories he recognized her. "Ah, Nee-san!" He added, "Would you like to have lunch with me? Nee-chan's cooking is really good!"
'Nee-chan?' Nabiki wondered. 'Is he talking about Kasumi?' She waved off the offer, saying, "I already ate. Now, do you want to tell me why you made Akane cry?"
Ranma Purple put the bento down and stood up. He replied, "Tomato-chan was being a meanie so I had to teach her a lesson."
"Tomato-chan?" Nabiki repeated, quirking an eyebrow. "You mean Akane?"
"Yes, when she gets angry her face becomes red like a big tomato!" Ranma Purple laughed. "She wanted me to eat something but I said no so she got mad."
"Sounds like Akane. So, you fought her?"
"Yes!" Ranma Purple snapped his fingers.
"Okay, I know you're not Ranma, so what's your real name?" Nabiki asked, crossly.
"Ryutaros!" he announced as he did a few dance steps.
"Ryutaros, huh?" Nabiki repeated. She wondered what this Imagin really looked like.
"You're smart. You knew I wasn't Ranma," Ranma Purple said, tipping his cap. "Just like Ranma said. Only Nee-chan figured it out so far."
"Ranma said…I was smart?" Nabiki blinked.
"Ranma always thought you were so smart. Smarter than the panda and the man who cries a lot and Tomato-chan!" Ranma Purple laughed again.
Wow, Ranma really thought of that of her? Wait a minute…this Imagin could be lying.
"Ryutaros, why did you want to possess Ranma?" Nabiki asked him.
"Easy," Ranma Purple grinned before spinning on the spot and pointed at Nabiki. "I'm gonna defeat Ranma!"
"What?" Nabiki gasped. A block of ice just dropped into her gut. She already knew that Imagin were pretty strong. She also knew that Ranma could throw out Momotaros, Urataros, and Kintaros just by concentrating and using his ki. If he didn't do this to Ryutaros then this Imagin was really strong or Ranma was out cold. "Why?"
"'Cause if I do," Ranma Purple smiled, doing a few more dance steps. "I'll be able to become the conductor of the train of time, DenLiner!"
"DenLiner?" asked Nabiki, now very confused. "What's that?"
"You don't know?" Ranma Purple gaped incredulously. "It's only the coolest train ever! You're able to go anywhere in time on it!"
"Okay," Nabiki frowned, not sure what the possessed boy in front of her was talking about. "So who told you that you could be a conductor if you beat Ranma?"
"Uh..." Ranma Purple suddenly froze before going into a thinking pose. "Uh, I don't know. I just know for some reason."
This started ringing bells in Nabiki's head. If Ryutaros couldn't remember who told him to defeat Ranma then someone was obviously pulling the strings. Judging by the way Ranma Purple acted, then Ryutaros was really just a kid. He was naive in a lot of places, even if he was a powerful fighter and a good dancer too.
"So...what does this DenLiner have to do with Ranma?" Nabiki asked but then heard some screaming. "What the-?"
Ranma Purple's eyes shot wide open and he clapped his hand. "It's an Imagin!" he then ran towards the sound. "Time to play! Haha!"
"Hey, wait a minute!" Nabiki called out. "Come back!"
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The Monkey Imagin had just broken into the girls' locker room in Furinkan and breaking open the lockers and pulling out the girls' bloomers. Aside from undies, Happosai also liked girls' gym shorts. The girls cringed in the corner as they were only clad in their underwear. The Monkey Imagin approached them and demanded, "Give me your underwear…"
The girls then blinked. Say what?
The Monkey Imagin huffed before pulling out a large red staff with gold ends. He then raised it above his head before slamming it down on the ground. The earth shook as cracks ran through the ground and scared the girls out of the minds.
"I do not relish this," the Monkey Imagin growled. "So give me your underwear and I will get out of your hair!"
Several girls were greatly considering the proposition when the door to the locker room slammed wide open as Ranma Purple leaped in with a roll and stood up straight while pointing at the Monkey Imagin. He froze slightly when he saw the half-dressed girls and the Imagin with several gym shorts in its hands.
"Eeewww!" Ranma Purple grimaced. "Hentai Imagin!"
"Gah!" The Monkey Imagin flinched. "I'm not doing this because I want to! I just have a contract to fulfill!"
"Hentai! Hentai! Hentai!" Ranma Purple laughed. His attention then turned to the girls that were in the corner of the room. "Aren't you cold like that?"
The girls weren't sure if they should be upset or thankful that a boy was seeing them in their underwear. Of course, they knew that Ranma wasn't a pervert despite Akane's claims so they decided not to say anything.
The door slammed open again as Nabiki came through to see what was happening. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw the Monkey Imagin.
"WOAH!" she cried in shock. Her eyes then landed on the girls and she managed to get some of her rationale back. "What are you waiting for? Run!"
The girls didn't need to be told twice as they bolted from the room. A lot of them held their towels close so not to give the other boys of Furinkan a free show. They were perverted enough as it was.
"Oh!" Ranma Purple grinned. "Nee-san!"
"You! Damn you!" The Monkey Imagin howled before he swung down his staff and struck at Ranma Purple who jumped away playfully. He then danced back, making the Monkey Imagin miss and hitting the lockers instead, denting them.
Nabiki just watched the fight in wonder and quickly backed away as Ranma Purple led the Monkey Imagin on. Ranma Purple danced as he ducked and avoided the swings of the Imagin who wanted to destroy the boy for getting in its way.
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Meanwhile, Hana was investigating around Furinkan when she heard the sounds of a fight. She raced towards the source.
"Oi, Hana!" a rough voice called and she turned to see the sandy form of Momotaros following after her.
"Momotaros? What are you doing here?" she asked the Imagin. She had to look down since his upper half was rising from the ground as his lower half dangled above him.
"Looking for Ranma, what else!" he shouted back in retort before adding, "I also sensed an Imagin too! I think Ranma's in trouble!"
"Let's go then!" Hana ran as Momotaros followed after her.
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The Monkey Imagin was trying to hit this kid but was quickly growing annoyed as he danced around its attacks. He even played music which came out of the headphones he was wearing around his neck. This further infuriated the Monkey Imagin.
"Stand still!" the Monkey Imagin demanded, angrily.
"No way, Hentai Imagin!" Ranma Purple laughed.
"Stop calling me that!"
"Hentai! Hentai! Hentai! Hahaha!!!" Ranma Purple laughed as he clapped.
"ARGH!!!"
The door of the locker room was slammed open again. Nabiki turned her attention to the door and saw a young woman about Kasumi's age with long black hair, a white blouse, and a black skirt. She looked slightly panicked, but the most incredible thing was that Momotaros was with her as they came inside the locker room. Nabiki's mind was already making a point to ask this woman a few questions.
"Ranma!" Hana cried as she witnessed the unfolding fight.
"Huh?" Ranma Purple blinked as he turned to look at her. He then smiled. "Oh. Hi, Hana-chan!"
"RAGH!" the Monkey Imagin roared as he took another swing at Ranma Purple.
"Look out!" Momotaros roared.
"Hup!" Ranma Purple grinned as he did the splits before tripping up the Imagin. He then leaped to his feet and hopped away from the down Imagin.
"You bastard!" Momotaros raged, running (so to speak) up to Ranma Purple. "You could have gotten Ranma killed! Bakayarou!"
Ranma Purple just did a sweep kick as he twisted around and pounded Momotaros into loose sand.
"Momotaros!" Hana cried in shock. She was about to step forward when she felt someone grab her arm. She turned to see Nabiki looking at her with an intent gaze. Hana now felt that she was going to be on the receiving end of an interrogation pretty soon. Before Nabiki could begin her questioning though, Ranma Purple started talking again.
"Now for the really cool stuff!" he smiled as he raised the Terminal Belt and in one simple twist, wrapped it around his waist. He reached down and pressed the purple button which caused the symbol in the centre to turn purple and a techno tune to start playing.
"Henshin!" Ranma Purple called as he revealed the Hyper Pass. He then passed it over the buckle.
"Gun Form!" the belt called before Rama was engulfed in the basic black and white armor of Den-O. The additional pieces of armor soon appeared as they swirled around him. It looked as if it was going to take a similar configuration to Sword Form. The yellow and black plates attached to his back while the red and white plates hit his shoulders. The front red plates, however, opened by joints near the top which had purple chest plates with silver sections on them. The shoulder horns had dragon's arms reaching up and looked like they were grasping purple orbs. When these plates finally became attached, a purple and gold dragon came sliding down Den-O's face. It had purple wings and a gold head with orange eyes and gold whiskers. When it covered his face, the wings folded downward before pressing together and attached to his face. He now had a purple visor which doubled as horns and gold whiskers which followed their direction.
Den-O GF did a small twist on the spot before he struck a pose and pointed at the Monkey Imagin.
"Mind if I destroy you now?" he asked (almost) innocently. "I don't hear an answer!"
"Ranma?" Nabiki murmured in shock at the change. Hana looked shocked too.
"Den-O!?" Hana gasped.
"Den-O?" Nabiki repeated, curiously.
"So, you're Den-O, huh?" the Monkey Imagin said. "You look a lot different from what I heard."
Den-O GF just tilted his head to the side and then charged at the Monkey Imagin. The Imagin then struck with its staff only for Den-O GF to duck before he struck the Imagin hard in the chin with an uppercut. The Monkey Imagin staggered back before Den-O GF twisted his body and planted a powerful kick that sent the Monkey Imagin out through the door. Den-O GF then danced after it.
Nabiki was stuck standing there at what she'd seen and then looked towards Hana. Momotaros had reformed himself and growled.
"That jerk! Come back here!" he rushed out of the door. Hana followed after him, and Nabiki joined her, wanting answers.
(Double Action-Gun Form plays)
Den-O GF was toying with the Monkey Imagin as it attacked him relentlessly. He danced around and planted a few good hits that caused it to stagger. The Monkey Imagin felt like it was being toyed with and growled angrily.
Den-O GF then said, "Let's see what new toy I get." He reached for the pieces of the DenGasher and joined the first three pieces together before throwing up the fourth. He was also dodging his opponent's attacks whilst doing this. When the final piece came down, it attached itself to the rest of the weapon, forming a gun. The Monkey Imagin's eyes widened.
"Bang!" Den-O GF shouted before pulling the trigger and shooting the Monkey Imagin directly in the chest. "Now this is fun!"
Students were running from the battle while trying to catch a glimpse of it at the same time. The Monkey Imagin was getting its butt handed to it as Den-O GF kept shooting at it, forcing it further back. A lot of the students were cheering for Den-O while the tokusatsu otaku in the school were drooling and going into small riots at what they were seeing. The one girl, Suzume, had fainted at seeing a real battle like the one she had seen when Ranma Blue had taken her out on a date.
"Ha ha ha!" Den-O GF laughed. "Boom boom!"
The fight continued through the halls and soon, the Monkey Imagin was sent crashing through the doors of the school into the schoolyard. All the students were crowding on the balconies to try and get a good view of the fight. Nabiki was too intent on getting some answers that she even forgot about the betting opportunities that this little event brought up.
Den-O GF started shooting at a more rapid pace. The Monkey Imagin was hard-pressed to keep up. The bullets were hitting with the force of a cannon and when it tried hitting the ground to make the ground shake underneath Den-O GF, the Rider would just hop out of the way in his usual dancing fighting style.
"This is fun!" Den-O GF laughed as he continued to take more shots at his opponent.
"This is nuts! I'm getting out of here!" the Monkey Imagin cried out as he turned to run. He dashed straight out of the school.
"Running away?" Den-O GF wondered. "No way, the game's not over!" He pointed at the retreating Imagin and snapped his fingers. The DenBird soon raced into the scene, coming up behind Den-O GF. He then leapt up, did a back flip and landed on the seat before gripping the handles and racing after his opponent, "Ready or not, here I come!"
"Oh, damn it!" the Imagin shouted as Den-O GF gave chase upon the DenBird. Not only that, the Rider was also taking shots at it. He didn't want his 'playmate' to get away so soon. His bullets forced the Imagin to go in another direction each time it went for the gate as Den-O GF maneuvered his bike to chase after it.
"Tag, you're it!" Den-O GF laughed.
More and more shots exploded against the ground and left small craters. The Monkey Imagin was definitely a quick one. It was keeping ahead of Den-O GF and the DenBird with some amount of effort. Finally, the Monkey Imagin reached the school and leaped straight at the building. Using his strength, he punched climbing holes for his hands and feet. Using them, he began a quick pace up the side of the building.
"I don't think so!" Den-O GF laughed as he stopped DenBird. He held the pass over the buckle. "Full Charge!" it called before he began to take aim. The purple stream of energy transferred from the belt into the gun.
"He'll hit the other kids!" cried Hana.
"He wouldn't!" gasped Nabiki.
"Ranma!" cried Momotaros.
"Gonna get you!" Den-O GF teased as he prepared to shoot. The gun was starting to charge up. Suddenly...
'NO!' a voice cried in his head.
"Huh?" Den-O GF blinked before his body started to stiffen. "Un! No...fair!"
'Get out!' Ranma's voice cried as a blue aura appeared around Den-O GF's body.
"I'm...not...done!" Den-O GF protested as his own purple aura snaked into the blue.
'It's my body!' Ranma barked.
"It's my...turn!" Den-O GF protested as he tried to fight back.
The blue aura sneaked into Den-O GF's legs and he got off DenBird before stumbling over towards Hana, Nabiki, and Momotaros.
"Meanie!" Den-O GF whined as he felt his control slipping.
'GET OUT!' Ranma roared, flaring his aura. A purple image of...something, suddenly burst from Ranma's body as the Terminal Belt was removed. The purple and black armor vanished to reveal Ranma, panting heavily.
"Ranma!" Hana and Momotaros cried as they raced to their friend. Ranma was breathing too heavily to respond for a few moments.
"He's strong," Ranma gasped. "He...he's strong enough to match Saffron!"
Nabiki paled when she heard that. Ryutaros was strong enough to match the phoenix god who had almost killed her sister? Just how deep was she in?
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"Waaaagh!" a new voice cried before a purple mass fell from out of a purple haze of energy and landed on the floor hard.
This was the new Imagin that was moving in. He looked like he had a large purple trench coat on which had black designs on it. He was wearing white gloves, purple pants, and purple boots. The shoulders had fins running from them as well. His head was purple and very dragon-like. He had both fins and whiskers running along the sides with a pair of horns on top of his head. A long braid of purple hair ran from the back of his head while it looked almost like he had a pair of headphones.
"Oh?" Urataros gasped as he saw the new Imagin. "Is this young one the Imagin that was giving us trouble?"
"Impressive for one so young," Kintaros acknowledged before cracking his neck.
"Welcome to DenLiner!" Naomi smiled brightly, despite Ryutaros still groaning on the floor. She was beginning to make another cup of coffee for their newest guest.
"Owchie," Ryutaros groaned. "I didn't know Ranma could do that! How'd he do that?"
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Ranma panted as getting rid off Ryutaros took a lot out of him. Hana was there to help him stand while Momotaros was grumbling about the intruder that had taken Ranma's body out on a joyride.
Nabiki, meanwhile, was putting the pieces together. 'DenLiner…A train that can travel through time…that armor…' She stared at Ranma. 'It all fits!' She remembered all the photos she had taken in the past and all the armored men had worn similar looking suits of armor.
"So, you know now, huh, Nabiki?" Ranma said, looking at the middle Tendo sister with a degree of suspicion. He knew she would want the whole story now.
"A bit, but I want to know the WHOLE story, Ranma," Nabiki said, eyes narrowed and hands on her hips.
"Okay, I guess you deserve it."
Hana was surprised, "Ranma, are you sure?"
"Nabiki and Kasumi already know about the other Taros," Ranma told Hana. "It's high time they heard the whole truth. But first, we need to pick up Kasumi."
"Kasumi?" Nabiki wondered. "Why?"
"Because, I was awake when Ryutaros was controlling my body and he sees Kasumi like an older sister, one that he loves and will listen too. We need her if we want to keep him under control."
"I can do that easily," Momotaros said angrily as he pounded his fist into his palm. "That brat needs a spanking."
"Later, Momotaros. Let's just go."
"Come on, then," Hana said to Nabiki as they led the middle Tendo daughter towards a random door. She wondered what the Owner would say about this.
"Good thing we're stopping at home," Nabiki muttered. "There are a few things I want to pick up." Ranma did not like the feeling running down his spine caused by her words.