I do not own Kamen Rider Den-O or Ranma 1/2. They belong to their respective creators and not me. I'm just doing this because it is fun and the readers enjoy it. I hope that my readers continue to enjoy my works as I continue writing them.
Kamen Rider Ran-O
By Ten-Faced Paladin
Chapter 8: Nee-chan!
Hana and Ranma were walking to a nearby door where no one would see them enter. Actually, Hana was helping Ranma walk to that door. For the better part of the morning, Ranma had been possessed by a new Imagin calling himself Ryutaros. He had beaten up both Akane and Kuno before turning his sights on a new Imagin who had been on a panty raid. The fight had pretty much ensured that classes wouldn't resume for a while. Ryutaros, as Den-O GF, almost blew a huge hole into the side of the school before Ranma managed to wrestle control away from him. It left him feeling exhausted and feeling like he was fighting someone comparable to Saffrom.
Nabiki was following close behind the two as they headed for a door. She had actually witnessed Ranma Purple's transformation into Den-O GF. After hearing about DenLiner from Ranma Purple, she began to put the pieces together about the armored figure she had seen fighting monsters in the past. Seeing Den-O in action just made everything fit together perfectly. Granted, she didn't know the whole story, but she wasn't about to let this mystery pass by her unsolved. She would find out the mysteries behind this 'Den-O' and she wanted to find out about them now!
Momotaros had been with the three, but he had long since gone back to DenLiner. No doubt he was just itching to give Ryutaros a piece of his mind for stealing Ranma's body out of the blue like he did. Ranma could testify how strong Ryutaros was, and he didn't envy Momotaros' chances of actually 'teaching the brat a lesson'.
"So where is this DenLiner you were talking about?" she asked impatiently.
"It's close," Hana sighed. "You should be glad Ranma's generous enough to let you know about it."
"Well, after seeing Ranma turn into something out of a tokusatsu show and almost blow a good portion of the school away, I think the secret's out!" Nabiki huffed.
"Okay," Ranma sighed tiredly, as he and Hana stopped in front of a back door to the school. "This should be good. Are we in time?"
"Yes," Hana nodded before she checked her watch. "We still have a little time before DenLiner pulls in."
Ranma nodded before he fell silent. Nabiki just watched the two interact with passing interest. She normally could have given notices to the fiancées about Hana, but she knew that she was getting in deep enough as it was. She didn't want to make things any worse than they were. Her attention returned to the two in front of her as they opened the door. She was expecting to see the insides of the school, but her jaw dropped when she saw what she did. She found herself looking at a desert landscape which was very picturesque, yet had an aura of amazement in it as well.
"Are you coming or what?" asked Ranma
Nabiki stared at the landscape for a moment before she recovered herself. Shaking her head, she followed the two people in front of her into the desert. After stepping through the door, it closed behind her and left the three standing in the sand.
"Well?" Nabiki asked impatiently. "Where's this 'Train of Time' that Ryutaros seemed so excited about?"
"Just wait for it," Hana huffed as she helped Ranma get situated.
Nabiki just crossed her arms on her chest and waited. After a moment, she thought that she was hearing something coming. Looking into the distance, she was hearing a whistle of some sort. At first there was something small in the distance, but it was coming incredibly fast. Nabiki guessed that it was the train everyone was talking about, but she was confused on where the tracks were for it to pull up to them were.
A clicking noise answered her as she witnessed tracks rising out of the ground and placing themselves perfectly on the ground. The train's whistle caught her attention and she saw the red and white train much closer than before. She silently accepted that it was a good design as she watched it pull up in front of the three. It finally stopped at one of the passenger cars before a door opened on the side and stairs unfolded.
"Let's go," Ranma smiled as he and Hana walked for the stairs. Nabiki was a little more suspicious about the whole thing, but she figured if Ranma was okay with all this, she could survive easily enough. With that thought in mind, she followed her two companions onto DenLiner.
They entered into a small corridor before entering the Dining Car. She wasn't sure what to expect, but after living in Nerima for so long, she was sure that she would be able to handle anything that this time travelling train could throw at her.
"Welcome to DenLiner!" an incredibly cheery voice cried in welcoming.
Nabiki blinked as she turned to face the cheery young woman in the outfit which hugged her body in ways which would get her a fan club at Furinkan overnight.
"Nee-san!"
"Nabiki?"
"Nabiki-chan?"
"Nabiki?"
Nabiki turned to the other four voices and her eyes widened at what she saw. She found herself looking at three Taros Imagin that she knew and one that was brand new. She knew the body shapes, but she didn't recognize the color schemes that decorated them. Momotaros was now red and black, Urataros was blue and dark blue, and Kintaros was yellow and black. What was even more surprising was that they were all solid.
"Momotaros? Urataros? Kintaros?" Nabiki blinked dumbly. It wasn't often that she was surprised by anything, but this was one of those few things that could surprise her.
"Nee-san!" the fourth, purple and black Imagin cried. "What about me? I'm here too!"
"R-Ryutaros?" Nabiki continued to gape. She hadn't been expecting to see him here. Ironically, she had been wondering about a little while ago just what he would look like.
"Take a seat, Nabiki," Urataros offered, tapping one of the booths. "This is the best seat in the house."
"Hey, Flirt!" Momotaros snapped. "Don't you try anything funny!"
"Wouldn't dream of it, Sempai," Urataros replied casually.
Kintaros approached Nabiki and then bowed. "It is an honor to have you aboard DenLiner," he said before he snapped his neck.
"Wow, Nee-san, you're here!" Ryutaros approached Nabiki but then his eyes fell upon Ranma who was glaring at him. He stepped back a bit. Momotaros was glaring at the back of his head while Ranma was glaring at his face. He twisted his body and fell back to take a seat at one of the dining booths, pulling the headphones over and listening to rap music.
Nabiki looked around. "This is some set up you got here, Ranma."
Ranma could nearly see the gears turning in her head. "Don't get any ideas, Nabiki."
"Who, me?" Nabiki said. "Would I?"
"In a heartbeat."
Nabiki rolled her eyes and sat down before Ranma and Hana sat down with her. Hana began to explain about everything, from the day Ranma became Den-O to the purpose of the DenLiner. Nabiki listened to this incredible tale with great interest. Naomi made three cups of coffee and served it to them. Nabiki stared at her cup with some uneasiness. The foam was colorful and too much. Ryutaros silently drank his cup of coffee that had purple foam on it.
Momotaros grew impatient and suddenly shot out of his seat, angrily, "Hey! What are we going to do with this brat!?"
Hearing this through his headphones, Ryutaros stood up crossly. "I am not a brat!" he screamed.
"Why you!" Momotaros growled. "Time for your spanking!" He went to throw a fist at Ryutaros but was restrained by Kintaros and Urataros.
"Wait a minute, Sempai. We need to find out more about him," Urataros said calmly.
"Let me go! This brat needs a beating!" Momotaros raged on.
"Quite an interesting crew," Nabiki commented.
"They're okay, which reminds me…" Ranma turned to look at Ryutaros, eyes narrowed. "Where did you come from? I mean, when did you possess me?"
Ryutaros got into a thinking pose before snapping his fingers and then pointing at Urataros, "The same time as Kame-chan!"
Everyone turned to look at a surprised Urataros, "Me!?"
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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. The previous orb did not notice another one darting in at the same time.
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"You've been in me THAT long?" Ranma was shocked.
"You used me as camouflage?" Urataros questioned.
"Yeah, but I was asleep all that time," Ryutaros said. "When the others were fighting, I woke up a bit but then went back to sleep."
"Wait a minute, that purple energy was you?" Momotaros was surprised.
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"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.
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"Then I really woke up when that old lady tried to use magic!" Ryutaros added.
"That Old Ghoul…" Ranma hissed under his breath. They then heard a tapping sound and Nabiki looked at the door to see an elderly gentleman in a fine suit and holding a cane.
"Ranma Saotome," the Owner said coolly. "Why have you brought along this girl aboard DenLiner?"
Ranma gulped and Nabiki blinked. Why was this guy so scary?
"Hey, Owner, can you throw this brat out?" Momotaros asked.
"No way!" Ryutaros said, digging something out of his pocket. "I got a ticket."
"WHAT!?" everyone, except Nabiki and Owner, yelled out in shock. Within Ryutaros' white gloved hand was a ticket with his image on it. The ticket was already stamped. Owner stepped forward to inspect it and shook his head.
"I cannot throw out those who have a ticket," Owner replied.
"Oh, just great!" Momotaros groaned. "Now we're going to become babysitters!"
"Owner," Hana began. "We had no choice. Nabiki here saw Ranma transform."
"With such unavoidable circumstances, I will allow this. But, I will want a word with Miss Tendo," Owner said.
"Likewise," Nabiki retorted. "I want to know more about DenLiner here and what Ranma has to do with it."
"Very well. You deserve that much."
"Um…Owner?" Ranma asked nervously. "Can we pick up someone else?"
"Who?"
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Kasumi was sweeping at the front gate when she heard a whistling sound. A warp sound followed a glowing multicolored portal opened up. Kasumi observed as train tracks appeared coming out of a portal before a train flew out of the portal and stopped in front of her.
The eldest Tendo daughter blinked. "What is a train doing all the way out here?"
One of the doors slid open and Ranma hopped out. He said to her, "Kasumi, we need you."
"Oh my," Kasumi blinked. She was beginning to feel excited. It wasn't often that she was involved in one of Ranma's adventures. But still…
"What's going on, Ranma?" she asked curiously.
"Uh…," Ranma frowned slightly. How to put this gently? "There's someone on the train who really wants to meet you."
Kasumi could only blink at that. As pretty as almost everyone in Nerima thought she was, Kasumi herself thought that she was rather plain. This was the first time she heard of anyone wanting to meet her.
"All right then," Kasumi nodded as she set down her broom and walked over to the train.
Before she could actually board though, Nabiki shoved past the pigtailed martial artist and entered the Tendo Dojo. Neither Ranma nor Kasumi had to wait very long before the middle Tendo daughter came back out with a shoebox. She didn't say two words before she entered the train again. Kasumi just gave a demure shrug before following her little sister.
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"Nee-chan!" Ryutaros cried happily as he saw Kasumi walk into the dining car. He was instantly on his feet and running over to Kasumi before he captured her in the biggest hug he could manage.
"Hmm," Urataros nodded as he watched the event. "It seems Ryuta is very much attached to Kasumi-chan."
"Hmph!" Momotaros snorted angrily. He was still angry at the fact that Ryutaros would barely acknowledge them while he would stay glued to Kasumi.
"Kasumi-san is indeed an incredible woman," Kintaros nodded before he cracked his neck.
Owner watched on as he eyed the newest Imagin's happiness.
"So," Owner spoke. "This is why you wished for Kasumi Tendo to be here. Ryutaros is emotionally attached to her."
"Yes," Hana nodded quickly. Ranma could only nod without a word. Owner was a very intimidating person.
"Oh my," Kasumi blinked as she watched the purple Imagin back away and gaze at her adoringly.
"Very well," Owner nodded. "Hana, Ranma, I shall leave this in your hands."
Both people in question nodded before the older man stood up and exited the car. When he was gone, Ranma felt an amount of tension leave his body. Of course, his remaining tension stemmed from the fact that Nabiki was sending him an even stare.
"Okay, Ranma," Nabiki spoke up with an icy tone. "I think you owe me and Kasumi an explanation now."
"Yeah," Ranma nodded. "Take a seat everyone. This is going to take a while."
Naomi was quick to prepare several cups of coffee for everyone. Momotaros, Urataros, and Kintaros all took their usual seats while Nabiki took a seat in front of Ranma. Kasumi took a seat next to her sister with Ryutaros sitting on the floor, leaning on her legs. Hana just sat at the bar where Naomi was cleaning up.
"Well," Ranma sighed. "It's no secret between us that Momo, Ura, Kin, and Ryu are able to possess me and go do what they want."
"We know that, Ranma," Nabiki replied quickly. She then reached into her shoebox and pulled out some photos and slapped them down on the table. Everyone leaned in close to see them and were surprised to see Den-O SF, RF, and AF fighting different Imagin in each one. "I want to know about these."
"Eh?!" Momotaros cried as he clutched a photo of his version of Den-O. "You were stalking us or something?!"
"Not my best side," Urataros sighed as he examined his own photo.
"Hnn," Kintaros nodded. "Not bad."
"When you're someone like me, you learn to smell out the action," Nabiki retorted. "With how loud each of you guys were in your fights, it was easy to find and photograph you."
"Oh my," Kasumi gasped as she looked at the pictures. "Are these you, Ranma?"
"Sort of," Ranma sighed. "The one in red is Momotaros, the one in blue is Urataros, the one in yellow is Kintaros, while the purple one Nabiki saw today was Ryutaros. That form is called Den-O. It's our job to keep other Imagin from going back in time and changing the timeline."
Kasumi was surprised and let out an, "Oh, my," while Nabiki smirked.
"Let me guess; you got roped into this all by accident," Nabiki stated.
Ranma shrugged, "Yeah, pretty much. Like everything else in my lap it just falls right on top of me. I think fate likes to play with me a lot."
"But, this is quite a noble mission, Ranma," Kasumi said. "You're a hero, responsible for protecting all of time from being destroyed."
"Which is why I want both of you to swear to never tell anybody else about all this! If the Wrecking Crew found out…" he let it trail off, getting his point across. He didn't want to imagine the chaos Kuno and Kodachi would cause. The other cursed members would definitely use it to their own advantage and make it so they were never cursed. Heck, some of them would've used it to get rid of Ranma altogether…which was impossible since-
"So, what made you so special for this, Ranma?" Kasumi asked.
"Because Ranma is a Singularity Point," Hana answered for him.
"Singularity Point?" Kasumi repeated curiously.
"Basically, even if anyone tries to tamper with time to try and make it like Ranma never existed, he will still exist no matter what," Nabiki explained. "Urataros told me."
"It also makes him able to force an Imagin out and immune from getting tempted to make a wish," Hana added. "Because he is a Singularity Point, he can become Den-O."
"Hana-san," Kasumi asked, "Are you also a Singularity Point?"
Hana admitted, downcast, "Yes, I am."
"Where…I mean when did you come from?" Kasumi asked.
Hana looked to everyone and sighed before answering, "Nowhere…at least not anymore. My time…has been erased by Imagin."
Everyone looked at her in shock. Naomi just frowned.
"Hana…why didn't you tell me?" Ranma asked.
Hana, crossly, replied, "I had my reasons, Ranma."
"Here's some coffee!" Naomi offered Kasumi excitedly. Kasumi stared at the cup.
"This is colorful," she commented.
"Looks weird, but tastes good," Ranma shrugged. "Got too much foam, though."
"Oh, that new Imagin you fought…did you find out what it wanted?" Urataros asked.
Blushing, embarrassed, he answered, "Girls' bras and panties."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"WHAT!?" all the Taros, except for Ryutaros shouted out in shock.
"He was such a hentai, Nee-chan!" Ryutaros spoke up and then added proudly, "But I was able to chase it away! You should've seen it!"
"Not before trying to blow up the school!" Momotaros snapped. Kasumi gasped.
"Ryutaros…you tried to destroy the school?" Kasumi asked. The childish dragon Imagin fell silent.
"With the other students still in it," Nabiki added.
"Ryutaros, those people could've gotten hurt," Kasumi scolded, "That was a naughty thing to do."
"But, Nee-chan…" Ryutaros whined.
Momotaros snickered.
"Well, since we know what that Imagin wants, we can guess who made the wish," Nabiki said.
"The perverted little gnome," Ranma groaned. "I knew he would've made a wish sooner or later."
"Well, we need to find him and the Imagin," Hana stated.
"Oh, can I come?" Ryutaros raised his hand. "I wanna fight the Hentai Imagin again!"
"No way!" Momotaros snapped. "He's mine! You're grounded!"
"Now, Sempai…he's only a child. He doesn't know any better," Urataros said calmly.
"You just wanna make yourself look good in front of Kasumi," the red oni Imagin growled.
"I don't have to make myself look good," Urataros said proudly, "I already am."
"This Imagin must be stopped!" Kintaros spoke, popping his neck, "To protect the honor of women!"
"He has a good point," Ranma said. "But where are we gonna find the old letch?"
Nabiki became thoughtful. She looked at all the other Imagin. "Ranma, these guys can still walk around in our world, right?"
"Yeah," Ranma replied, "But since I never made a wish, they aren't solid. Why'd you ask?"
"I have a plan…" Nabiki smirked. Everyone huddled to listen.
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Ranma was leaning against a wall in the local bath house. Well, it was one of the only ones still in business since Happosai came to town. The ancient pervert enjoyed visiting and trying to peek on the woman's side. Most of those places went out of business since women didn't want to bathe in a place where the ancient pervert frequented. The men stopped going because the old fart would beat up anyone who tried to stop him and when Ranma tried, the old pervert would call it training to try and satisfy him.
'As if I'm that stupid,' Ranma grumbled inwardly as he kept an ear out for trouble.
"Why are we even here?" grumbled Momotaros grumpily. "I feel stupid being out in public like this!"
Ranma took a glance over at his Imagin partner and suppressed a snicker. Nabiki had made some calls and got some mascot costumes delivered to the dojo for the Taros-Tacchi to use. All they had to do was fill them up with their sandy bodies and they were good to go. They had drawn straws and Momotaros managed to get the tiger outfit. It didn't make him look any cooler though. He just looked like a guy in a yellow and black tiger costume.
"We're here because the old perv loves to go to places like this so he can steal panties," Ranma explained for what felt like the sixtieth time. "It's one of the only bath houses left so if he's gonna drop by one then chances are good that he's gonna stop here."
"Well," Momotaros huffed. "I still don't see why I have to be out in the open like this."
"You catch attention," Ranma shrugged. "The old man might notice you if he comes by and take a closer look. Then we can nab him."
"Rrrrr," Momotaros growled as he sulked against the wall.
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"Lookit me, Nee-chan!" Ryutaros called out to Kasumi as he balanced on top of a bench.
"That's nice, Ryutaros," Kasumi smiled. "But could you please help me look for Grandfather Happosai? You know how important it is to find him."
"Okay, Nee-chan!" Ryutaros nodded rapidly, almost making his mascot wolf head fall off the rest of his body. The young Imagin had been disappointed at first about the choice, but once Kasumi said a few kind words to him, he was feeling much better.
The two of them were looking at the beach, another spot where Happosai liked to feed his 'habits'. He had stolen many sets of bikinis from the female beachgoers during the family trips to the beach. It wasn't too much of a stretch to believe that he would go about it when the family didn't go. He always came home with a full satchel of female garments and there was no way they could all be just panties.
"Nee-chan, why does Hentai-Man keep stealing girls' underwear?" Ryutaros asked innocently.
"Hmm," Kasumi pondered. This was the first time anyone had actually asked why Happosai did what he did, rather than try to hurt him for it. "I'm not very sure, Ryutaros. He's been doing it as long as I've known him. I think he did it when Daddy and Mr. Saotome were training under him too."
"Weird," Ryutaros shivered. "I don't like Hentai-Man. He looks like a meanie!"
"Now, now, Ryutaros," Kasumi chided gently. "Grandfather Happosai may have gotten a lot of people upset with him, but he has never hurt anyone who didn't try to hurt him."
'I hope it stays that way too,' Kasumi added worriedly to herself. From some of Ranma's stories, those bad Imagin could be very dangerous.
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"So you think this lecher will be in one of his usual haunts?" asked Urataros curiously. He was donned in a blue penguin outfit which made it a little harder to take him seriously.
"Most likely," Nabki sighed. "When he isn't making life hell for my family, he is either stealing food, panties, or peeping on women. He goes like clockwork."
"Despicable fellow," Urataros sighed. "He gives people like me a bad name."
The two were walking down the restaurant section of Nerima. Happosai was well known there, and not in a good way. He was notorious for eating in some places before ditching on the bill. He either did that or put the bill in either Soun, Genma, or Ranma's names. It really depended who was annoying him the most. A lot of the cooks and restaurant owners had the old master on a 'kill on sight' list if they ever managed to pin him down long enough.
"I wouldn't worry," Nabiki smirked. "You are a flirt. Girls like that. You respect our boundaries and personal space."
"I try to tell Ranma that, but he seems reluctant to listen," Urataros sighed dramatically. "Sometimes I think that boy will never learn."
"Oh, he will," Nabiki snickered, "If he wants to survive the fiancées anyway."
"True," Urataros agreed. "Anyway, is there any way we can narrow down the scope of these establishments we will have to visit?"
"Way ahead of you," Nabiki grinned as she took out a list with a number of restaurant names on it. It was a rather small list. "This is a list of places that Happosai hasn't cheated out of a free meal. If he's around here, then he is definitely going to be in one of those places since the owners won't recognize him on sight."
"Lead the way, Nabiki-chan," Urataros gestured to the open street.
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"I can't believe one man is this perverted," Hana growled as she read the directions she had been given.
"This old man is not only a scourge to women," Kintaros growled in his elephant mascot costume. "But he is also a stain on the name of martial arts! He uses it as a means to do whatever he wishes! That is not what martial arts are about!"
Hana shook her head. Just hearing about Ranma's life made her head spin at times. Being a part of it for a change was definitely an experience. She was silently fearing meeting up with the ancient lecher since he seemed so determined to fondle every young woman he ever meets. It definitely creeped her out.
"So the old lecher likes to steal unmentionables around here?" Kintaros asked curiously.
Hana nodded in confirmation. Nabiki had told them that the highest concentration of thefts happened in the area they were in. It was usually since there was no nearby laundry mat where people could do their laundry easily so they just hung up their clothes. It was like hanging a leg of lamb out to piranha where Happosai was involved. It just boggled Hana's mind as to why the old pervert wanted that many panties to begin with.
"Come on," she sighed as she dragged Kintaros behind her. "The latest cases were over this way. Honestly though, where were the police in this district? Don't they do anything?"
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Happosai awaited for his bounty. The Monkey Imagin had promised him loads and loads of glorious women's undergarments. He licked his lips. He couldn't wait to get his paws on them.
The Monkey Imagin leapt in front of him, ripped open the bag, and all the panties and bras it had stolen had fallen into Happosai's lap. Giggling with glee, the ancient pervert leapt into the pile and started rubbing the undergarment's against his face, sniffing them too.
The Moneky Imagin turned to leave. The Contract was nearly complete. All he had to do was go on another run, steal some more underwear, and that was it. He didn't want to be around Happosai anymore.
Den-O was another problem. That gun wielding one had nearly done him in. Well, this time, he'd be ready for him. The Monkey Imagin took another flying leap into the city, leaving a laughing Happosai.
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Ranma's cell phone began to ring and he dug it out of his pocket, "Hello?"
"Ranma, this is Nabiki," Nabiki said. Momotaros leaned in to listen.
"You got anything?" Ranma asked.
"Well…I heard a lot of people saying a big monkey has been stealing underwear around the area you're in. Happosai can't be too far away."
"Thanks, Nabiki." Ranma shut off the link. It was good to have Nabiki on his side for once instead of using him to make some money. However, with all the stuff about Den-O she knew, she would be able to cook up another scheme to earn a few extra yen, and with Urataros helping her out, her schemes could rake in a lot of dough.
Shaking his head, he set off to look for Happosai, with Momotaros following closely behind.
It turned out that it was a bathhouse that Happosai was terrorizing this time. Well, to be more accurate, the old man was hanging around outside like a kid waiting for his parents to bring out some candy from the store. Screams and cries of terror echoed from within. No doubt the Monkey Imagin was fulfilling Happosai's wish for an obscene amount of panties and bras.
"Hey, you old freak!" Ranma cried as he raced forward.
"Oh, Ranma," Happosai smiled. "You're just in time! My ultimate dream is about to come true! A horde of silky darlings just for me!"
"Do have any idea how dangerous that thing is?!" Ranma cried. "These things are on the same level as Herb!"
"Rubbish," Happosai snorted. "He's just granting my wish and I'm going to make sure he does it!"
"Not if I can help it!" Ranma growled as he turned to the bath house.
"Yeah, you old perv!" Momotaros growled as he went to follow Ranma.
Before Ranma could get into the bath house, or Happosai could try and stop him for the sake of his 'silky darlings', the doors to the establishment in question burst wide open. The Monkey Imagin leaped out and over Ranma and Momotaros' head before landing right in front of Happosai. He dropped a huge bag filled with panties and bras right in front of the ancient pervert.
"SWEETO!" Happosai cried as he tossed the underwear into the air like confetti.
"The contract is complete," the Monkey Imagin spoke as he saw that Happosai was very satisfied. "I will now take what I desire in return."
"No!" Ranma cried as he dashed to try and stop the Imagin from getting to the past.
The Monkey Imagin held its hands out to Happosai before the ancient pervert's body split in half with a green portal in the middle. The Monkey Imagin then leaped through the portal and vanished before Happosai came back together. He wobbled for a moment before dropping onto his wrinkly butt.
"That was new," he shuddered.
"Ranma!" a female voice cried out.
Ranma and Momotaros turned to see Hana, Kintaros, Kasumi, Ryutaros, Nabiki, and Urataros came running. They all collected near Happosai, who was too shaken up to even try groping Hana. The young woman from the lost time had already drawn a blank ticket so they could find out when the Imagin had gone.
Hana scanned the ticket over Happosai's head and when she looked at the date, she looked perplexed, "That can't be right."
"Let me see," Ranma took the ticket and looked at the date. July 16th, 1712. "Nope, the old gnome's been around for so damn long, the ticket can go back THAT long as well."
"But 300 years?" Hana asked.
"When you live in Nerima, a 300 year old pervert is not as weird as it looks," Ranma shrugged. He kneeled down and asked Happosai, "Alright, you old pervert, tell me what happened at this time."
Happosai looked at the date and then said, "It was when I was a very young man and training…"
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"WHAT A HAUL! WHAT A HAUL!" Happosai cried happily as he raced for his life from the Amazons.
He had found their village and thought he struck pay dirt. The vast majority of the people in that village were female and attractive ones at that, especially this hot little number called Khu Lon. He had been trying for a week to learn their special techniques (and maybe get a date) but it didn't pan out. So, to make his effort worth it, he snuck into the village and nabbed as many of their treasures as he could get his grubby little hands on. He really didn't have any idea about half the things he'd grabbed, but they looked valuable so that was good enough for him.
Now he just had to get away.
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"Great…" Ranma muttered. He then said to Hana, "Let's go."
"Right!" she nodded.
"We're coming too!" Nabiki said, followed by Kasumi.
"Nabiki, this is dangerous," Ranma warned.
"Please, we've faced danger before," Nabiki said nonchalantly.
"But nothing like this," Ranma replied but then Nabiki waved a picture of Den-O in Ranma's face.
"Take us along or I won't be obliged to keep your secret," she threatened.
"You're bluffing," Ranma said.
"Try me," Nabiki narrowed her eyes.
"Ugh, fine!" Ranma led the way, "Come on!"
"You're good," Urataros said as he ran alongside Nabiki.
"Thanks."
"Nee-chan, let's go!" Ryutaros took Kasumi's hand and dragged her along. Kintaros, Momotaros and Hana followed as well, into a door and straight into DenLiner.
In the dining car, Ranma initiated his transformation, strapping on the Terminal Belt. "Henshin," he said before he swiped the pass over the belt and his basic black and white Den-O armor covered him. The Taros removed their costumes as Ranma headed towards the cockpit to take them to the past. Nabiki took his arm.
"Ranma, I'm going to be out there taking pictures of you if that's alright," Nabiki stated. It wasn't a request.
"Just stay out of danger," Den-O told her before he left the dining car.
"Nee-chan, this will be so cool!" Ryutaros said excitedly, "You'll see."
"Traveling to the past," Kasumi smiled, "What an adventure."
"Yeah," Nabiki saw the Owner in one of the booths eating a plate of fried rice and she smiled. She then walked over and sat down in front of him.
"Yes, Nabiki-san?" Owner asked her.
"We need to talk, about Den-O. I think I can make money out of this but I need your permission."
"Let us discuss, then."
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In the DenLiner's cockpit, Den-O mounted the DenBird and slipped in the pass with the ticket inside. The date was displayed on a screen in front of him. He then revved up the engine and took off. The DenLiner then vanished into a portal straight into the past.
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"WHAT A HAUL! WHAT A HAUL!" Young Happosai hollered as he escaped from the enraged Amazons that were chasing after him.
"GET HIM! HE STOLE OUR TREASURES!" one Amazon shouted.
Happosai made a speedy getaway but did not notice the sand that was pouring off him. The Amazons, however, did, as they stopped chasing and watched as the pile of sand rise up and reform into a monkey-like monster. It looked at them and said, "TIME TO KILL, FINALLY!" he took in a deep breath of air and spewed flames at the female Amazon warriors. They had to avoid from getting hit or else they'd be burnt. The Monkey Imagin laughed and set his sight towards the Amazon village. The warrior women knew that they would be in for a fight.
Suddenly, a strange tune played in the air and the Monkey Imagin growled as it watched the DenLiner race out of the portal and then stop in front of it. Den-O leapt out of a door to face it. The Amazon's tensed as they watched the strange warrior and decided that discretion was a better part of valor. Besides, they had a pervert to hunt down. As they continued to hunt Happosai, they didn't notice a man in a brown trench coat and hat standing in the tall grass with a silver watch held in his hand.
"Den-O!" the Monkey Imagin growled. He wanted to pay Den-O back for what happened earlier.
"Momotaros, let's go," Den-O ordered before pressing the red button, changing the symbol red with the tune of the DenLiner playing before swiping the pass over the buckle.
"Sword Form!"
The red and silver armor covered over his chest and shoulders before the black and yellow ones snapped onto his back. The red peach then slid over his helmet and split in half, completing the change.
"Ore Sanjou!" Den-O SF proclaimed as he went into a battle pose.
The Monkey Imagin howled and then dashed towards Den-O SF, swinging its staff. Den-O SF charged back, quickly putting the pieces of his DenGasher together into Sword Mode. The red blade extended and soon they were fighting.
The Monkey Imagin got slashed in the chest twice before Den-O SF grabbed him by the neck and smashed his own head into its own. He then sent it staggering back with a punch. The Monkey Imagin held its head as Den-O SF stood in front of it tauntingly.
"Now, how's that you damn dirty monkey?" Den-O SF mocked.
The Monkey Imagin laughed before it shimmered and then changed into Den-O SF himself. Den-O SF gawked at the copy.
"Hey, what the hell!?" Den-O SF shouted out before the doppelganger Den-O took advantage of Den-O SF's shock to attack with his own sword. Den-O SF was stuck fighting with himself as he countered all the slashes, but the Monkey Imagin didn't just copy his form, but also his moves so all of them were countered and Den-O SF was sent reeling.
"Damn that monkey! How dare he copy me!?" Den-O SF yelled angrily. The Monkey Imagin turned back to normal and laughed as he went to attack Den-O again.
"Rod Form!"
The Monkey Imagin was taken by surprise as Den-O SF's armor detached itself from his body before reorganizing itself and changing before reattaching to his body. A new mask then swept over his face before Den-O RF stood up and then countered with his own rod.
"May I string you along?" Den-O RF said before he approached his opponent. Growling, the Monkey Imagin swung his staff at Den-O RF, but the extra armor was protecting him. Den-O RF threw his rod and then wrapped a line around the Monkey Imagin, binding it. "I got a catch!" Den-O RF laughed before he pulled and swung the Imagin over his head and into a tree. "Well, I'm tired now. I want to keep Nabiki-chan and Kasumi-chan company. Kintaros, it's your turn." He then pressed the yellow button and swiped the pass over it.
"Axe Form!"
The armor rearranged itself once more and standing in Den-O RF's place was the golden armored Den-O AF.
"My strength will make you cry!" he announced as paper napkins fluttered down around him. "Wipe your tears with these." He then changed the rod into an axe. With his proper weapon in hand, he dashed towards his opponent.
The Monkey Imagin did a leap over Den-O AF's head before hitting him in the back with his staff. The Monkey Imagin turned to see Den-O AF staggering from the hit and then grinned. Pulling several hairs from its head, it then blew them in the air. The hairs then transformed into clones of the Monkey Imagin. The clones cackled and howled before they went to attack Den-O AF.
"What is this?" Den-O AF questioned before he got hit in the back. He swung his axe but was his again in the side. He was fighting 5 of the Monkey Imagin's clones and was not fairing well. The Monkey Imagin smirked and then took in a deep breath of air before spewing flames at Den-O AF. Not only was he engulfed, but the nearby forest too. Innocent animals ran in panic from the flames.
Aboard the DenLiner, Ryutaros could see this so he stood straight up. Seeing the forest burning and the animals in peril was not something he would take sitting down.
"Ryutaros?" Kasumi asked.
"I'm going to help Ranma!" Ryutaros said, "Without him, I can't become conductor."
"Hey, wait you brat!" Momotaros went to grab him but then Ryutaros vanished.
Kasumi then said under her breath, "Good luck, Ryutaros."
Den-O AF was not faring well. The random fire attacks and the attacks from all sides was taking their toll on his body. Kintaros' control also slipped at the last moment before Ryutaros then took over Den-O's body as the armor fell away.
"Ryutaros?" Den-O questioned.
'I'm here to help you, Ranma! If I don't defeat you, I can't become conductor!' Ryutaros reasoned.
"Okay, Ryuta, do your thing!" Den-O encouraged. He wasn't phased by Ryutaros' declaration that he was going to defeat Ranma. He had heard things like that all the time. He pressed the purple button on the belt and swiped the pass over.
"Gun Form!"
The armor appeared around Den-O as it took the configuration for gun form. The yellow plates went to his back while the red ones took the front. The front plates then opened up to reveal the purple ones before they all attached to Den-O. Finally, a dragon slid down his face before changing into his visor.
The Monkey Imagin recalled this version of Den-O. It wasn't a pleasant memory, "Oh, no! Not him!"
Standing in front of his was Den-O GF and as the gun wielding Den-O danced over to it, smacking the clones away, he said, "Can I destroy you now? I don't hear an answer!" Gripping his gun he then spun around and shot at all the clones, destroying them. The clones each exploded into small balls of fire, leaving only the original. He then turned his sights on the Monkey Imagin. "Time to get you, Hentai Imagin."
"Don't…call…me…" the Monkey Imagin growled slowly and angrily, "THAT!" he roared and then shot straight at Den-O GF.
The Monky Imagin swung wildly at Den-O GF, who just dipped and ducked around the attacks. As he continued to dodge though, Den-O GF would shoot the Imagin at an unprotected side. Shot after shot rang out from the DenGasher Gun Mode as Den-O GF shot at his opponent. The Monkey Imagin felt like explosive sledgehammers were hitting it each time Den-O GF managed to get him with a shot. Another shot got it in the waist, causing the monkey Imagin to stumble backwards.
"Hah!" Den-O GF cried as he leaped forward.
The Monkey Imagin gripped its staff and swung to try and hit Den-O GF, but the purple Rider in question rolled while in the air and sat up right in front of the Imagin. He pointed his gun and didn't hesitate to fire several shots into the unprotected gut of the Monkey Imagin.
"Graaah!" it cried as it stumbled back, finally tripping and landing on the ground.
"Got ya!" Den-O GF cried as he stood up and pulled out the Hyper Pass. he then dipped it in front of his belt. "Full Charge!"
Purple streams of energy flew from the belt and into the gun. Den-O GF began to take careful aim at the Imagin while the orbs on his shoulder spikes began to glow bright purple as the energy collected for his attack. The Monkey Imagin was trying to muster some energyto move, but being shot by the DenGasher took a lot out of a lot of targets. Den-O GF just held his weapon and pulled the trigger. Instantly, the twin spheres of energy came out of his spikes and met with the barrel of the gun just as it fired. A somewhat larger sphere of energy launched from the gun and barreled down on the Monkey Imagin. It collided directly with its chest and he exploded in a giant fireball which lit the air quite brightly.
"Ha!" Den-O GF laughed as he struck a pose. "Got you!"
'Good, let's go home then,' Ranma said and then he saw a flash. Nabiki was there with a camera and had obviously taken a few pictures.
"Nice job, Ryutaros, Ranma," Nabiki smirked but then her eyes widened at the spot where the Monkey Imagin had perished. Acting quickly, Den-O GF turned to look at the spot.
'Not again!' Ranma cried in dismay as, like the previous enemy Imagin, the Monkey Imagin was beginning to reform into its giant Gigandeath form. This time it took the form of a giant white and ferocious looking dragon. It roared and sent bolts of lightning at Den-O GF.
"Nee-san!" Den-O GF cried as he grabbed Nabiki and he leapt out of the way of the lightning bolt. Landing on his feet, he told her, "Get back in the DenLiner!"
"Okay," Nabiki nodded as she dashed towards the time train. At the same time, Den-O GF had summoned the DenBird and was riding on it.
"Hey, Ranma," Den-O GF asked. "I got a train too, right?"
'Well…" Ranma was not so sure, 'I don't know about that.' Suddenly, a bolt of lightning crashed down and a new portal formed. The same techno music, which emanated from Den-O's belt before the Gun Form transformation, played and a new train came racing out. It was mainly white, but with a purple and yellow head, plus it was made out of two cars.
"Let's go!" Den-O GF shouted as he raced alongside the new DenLiner train, this one known as Ikazuchi. The three other DenLiner trains, Gouka, Isurugi and Rekkou also came racing alongside the new train.
Den-O GF launched the DenBird straight into the air before it landed atop the head of Ikazuchi. While this was happening, its rear car detached itself and slowed down. The tracks began to converge and join together before linking up. Isurugi linked up at the back of Ikazuchi's head car, followed by Rekkou, Gouka and then finally by the rear car of Ikazuchi. The dragon was coming straight for them but Den-O GF showed no fear.
"Time to show Nee-chan what I can do!" Den-O GF announced before pressing a button on his bike. Soon, all of the DenLiner's weapons activated. A dragon's head and neck came out of Ikazuchi's head car and a dragon tail came out of the rear car. Looking at the DenLiner now, it looked just like some sort of strange mechanical dragon.
Inside their respective trains, the other members of the Taros-tachi were at their controls.
"Let us make this monster cry!" Kintaros said, snapping his neck while riding on his DenBird.
"Finish this quick," Utrataros commented, mounted on Isurugi's DenBird. "I have a lot of dates tonight."
"Oi, Turtle!" Momotaros snapped, "Get serious here!"
Inside the DenLiner, everything was shaking. Hana told the others,"Brace yourselves!"
"Aren't there any seatbelts?" Nabiki questioned.
"Oh, my!" Kasumi let out.
The new dragon-like DenLiner then flew up. Actually, the tracks were floating in the air and the train itself was traveling on them. Regardless, the train was soon in a battle with the draconic Gigandeath.
The dragon launched electrical attacks and fireballs at the train but Den-O GF was able maneuver it safely. Ranma could only hope that Nabiki wasn't the type to get motion sickness.
Keeping the Gigandeath in range, the first wave of the assault began as Momotaros launched all of Gouka's ammo at the Gigandeath, showering it with deadly lasers and missiles. The second wave was Urataros' turn as he fired the blade lasers of Radome at the Gigandeath and sliced its horns. It roared in rage and charged, but Kintaros was quick enough to have Rekkou launch crescent-shaped energy shots from the axe-blades flanking his car.
"Yeah, time to finish this!" Den-O GF shouted excitedly as he took aim with his DenGasher gun. Not only was his gun charging up, but a cannon within Ikazuchi's dragon mouth was pooling in energy as well. Den-O GF, deciding that it was enough, pulled the trigger.
A powerful beam of energy streamed from the cannon. Rekkou, Ikazuchi and Gouka also opened fire as well. The Gigandeath was overwhelmed by the amount of fire power it was receiving before it let out an anguished roar and exploded, destroyed.
"YEAH!" Den-O GF cheered. "Now, to go back home!"
The DenLiner then went down to the ground where a portal was forming and raced into it, restoring everything at once. They hadn't left without a trace though. The Amazons had witnessed the battle. They were already telling the other people from their village what they had witnessed. No doubt they were going to talk of this for some time to come.
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The two Tendo sisters and Ranma were glad to be back home. Kasumi had found the adventure very thrilling, but it wasn't something she would want to do all the time like Ranma and his friends did. At the moment, she was sitting down on the back porch with Ranma's head resting in her lap. Well, it was actually Ranma Purple's head resting on her lap. He wasn't about to say goodbye to his big sister just yet. Kasumi found it rather flattering that someone wanted to spend time with her like this. When they had gotten home, Nabiki had gone straight to her room to deal with the photos she had taken of the battle. Kami knows what she was going to do with them. The fathers weren't home and Akane was most likely still at school.
"Nee-chan," Ranma Purple spoke up from his seat.
"Yes, Ryutaros?" Kasumi asked pleasantly.
"If I defeated Ranma, would you cry?" Ranma Purple asked bluntly.
"Oh, my," Kasumi blinked. "Yes, I would cry if you defeated Ranma."
"Oh," Ranma Purple blinked. He then nodded with a smile. "Okay then. I just won't defeat Ranma then. I still wanna be a conductor on DenLiner though."
"That's nice," Kasumi smiled. "I'm sure you can do it if you really try. Ranma's like a little brother to me and I wouldn't want to lose him."
"Eehh?" Ranma Purple gasped as he sat up. "Ranma's your little brother? I thought I was your little brother!"
"Oh, Ryutaros," Kasumi giggled. "You're both my little brothers. Ranma just came first."
"So that means he's my Nii-chan!" Ryutaros gasped in shock. "Oh wow! I can't defeat my Nii-chan! He's my Nii-chan! I wouldn't be a very good little brother if I hurt my Nii-chan or my Nee-chan! Now I really can't defeat Ranma!"
"I knew you couldn't," Kasumi smiled brightly. "I just knew you were a good boy!"
"Nee-chan..." Ranma Purple blushed brightly at the compliment. One could still see bright smile on his face though. Ryutaros suddenly vacated Ranma's body, making the hat vanish and taking the purple streak and eyes with it. Ranma heaved a sigh as he leaned back. Having four Imagin inside of him was proving to be tiring.
"Hello again, Ranma," Kasumi smiled before standing up. "It's nice to see you back. If you'll excuse me though, Ryutaros-kun took a lot of my time and I have some dinner to fix. Anything you'd like?"
"Anything you make is fine, Kasumi," Ranma yawned. "It's always good."
Kasumi smiled at the compliment and headed out of the room. What no one seemed to notice was that she was trailing a little something behind her. It was too small to notice at first, but Kasumi was dropping tiny bits of sand behind her as she walked to the kitchen.
'So this is the one whom I shall grant a wish for,' the imperious voice which was part of the sand spoke softly. 'Such beauty is more than worthy of one such as I.'
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Shampoo sighed sadly as she leafed through some books which she kept in her room. The exorcism which she'd hoped would show Ranma she cared didn't work out so well. It actually drew in a fourth spirit which proceeded to destroy their restaurant in a fight. Then again, she heard it fought Akane and won so it might not be all bad.
Shampoo's eyes landed on an Amazon legend which was fairly new in comparison to some of the other lore her people held. It was a story about a four-faced warrior who defeated a beast which threatened their tribe. The warrior could take on four different styles of fighting, which he showed off during the battle. Swordsman, Fisherman, Huntsman, and Wildman. The Amazons treated this warrior with such respect because he was a Blooded Warrior. Well, that and he was a master of four different fighting styles. It was hard to find someone who had mastered two, much less three. Many of the young girls back home dreamed of finding this powerful warrior and making him her husband.
Shampoo sighed dreamily as she thought about her husband to be. He was a master of many styles, much like the four-faced warrior. How wonderful it would be if Ranma turned out to be that warrior. Of course, reality set in and reminded Shampoo that he was probably dead. Only a few powerful martial artists could live for 300 years. If the warrior still existed, he must have passed on his power to a pupil by now.
Still...
To Be Contined...
A/N Here's chapter eight and the 4 taros have united. Now all th extra fun stuff is going to come. Hope you guys will keep reading.