I do not own the bouncing boobies or the wild horse god dammit!
Someone pointed out that I had done double updates for both of my other stories but not Destiny VS Chaos so I decided to post this chapter today rather than on Saturday when I will update my other two stories. That means though that the next update for this story will occur next Wednesday. Oh and just so everyone knows I will be bashing Saji mercilessly.
I am also putting up a poll about whether or not I should write another crossover with these characters after the ikkitousen cross is finished. Realize that it will affect the story and how many girls Ranma gets from Ikkitousen and that I am already leaning towards the governmental trouble shooter idea for future crosses. If the outpouring of support for not creating another crossover is strong he will get two more girls permanently besides Ryomou and Kan'u, I won't write a harem larger than four, I think that number is the most manageable in terms of screen time. I am leaning heavily towards a Ranma/Kan'u/Ryomou crossover with Rosario Vampire, mainly influenced by how much fun I can have smacking and changing that entire series and how hot some of the girls are.
I want to also give a shout out to Black Dragon6 whose Big Human on Campus story is bleeping hilarious, he is really one of the kings of humorous Ranma! If I do this cross the pairing will be Ranma et al plus Inner Moka (and won't I have fun writing about her breaking out) MIzore and possibly Ruby. Tsukune will be paired with Outer Moka (though I will be making a lot of changes there too) and Kurumu.
Oh some people might question Chou'un's insight into Ranma's nighttime activity, let me tell you some girls have a sixth sense about these things. My ex-gf certainly did (well if you didn't use the 'I have a headache' excuse so often…)
Warning: There is Raunchiness in this chapter! Don't like don't read. And there will be a bit of ofreshadowing for a Ranma character that will be appearing later, see if you all can think of who I mean.
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Chapter 5 Ripples on a pond ain't got nothing on him
Saji was not in a good mood, no, not at all. For one thing, he was now officially dead, having been 'killed' by Ryofu Hosen for manipulating Imperial orders in his initial attempt to awaken the dragon within Hakufu. Why this added to his bad mood despite the fact that he had actually planned for this outcome was the fact that his 'killer' was completely unable to spend time with him, and thus his playtime while recovering from her attack was nil and his specific plan for her wasn't working. His plan to divide Ryofuu's loyalties and drive her to kill Totaku in a paranoid effort to eliminate him before he eliminated her could not move forward if she wasn't there to be so coerced.
That his plan for Hakufu had failed spectacularly was immaterial, as he had thought that he still had a lot of pawns in play to push into a position where they in turn would wake the dragon up for him. Unfortunately, he had lost several of those pieces in the past two days due to an entirely new player entering the game.
His first loss was his main source of information and tool at Youshuu. Hanno had been badly beaten and even neutered in his attempt to execute Hakufu, another attempt to awaken the dragon within her.
Hanno's beating was bad enough as it would put him out of action, therefore rendering him useless to Saji. The neutering however was downright frightening for two reasons. First was that it had in fact occurred at all and second Saji knew for a fact that his own tastes and modus operandi would get him in trouble with the person who did that to Hanno if they ever met. The fact that the man had beaten one of the top seven fighters of the schools like a drum at the same time he neutered Hanno meant that he had little chance against preventing and that scared him even more.
This problem had been exacerbated when an Imperial order came down, one that Saji himself had not posted or manipulated, to kill Taishiji for failure to carry out his orders. The fighter in question had then killed his own leader, who had been willing to follow the Imperial order, and took over the school, rebelling against Rakuyo's rule. This infighting eliminated the only two other sources of information Saji had in Youshuu.
What was worse, his control of his own school Nanyo academy, which had been largely built on passing on the dead Enjutsu's messages to everyone else, had ended with his own 'death'. Gakushu, another of the academies Big Four had taken over and had declared that Hakufu was to be protected, and that no Imperial order regarding her was to be carried out. The school wasn't quite in rebellion just yet but it was a tense situation. He had hoped that Ryomou would have still been in place to manipulate, her infatuation with him made her very easy to influence. But she was still in the hospital, and there were rumors (passed on to him via text messages) that she had been attacked there by another of Nanyo's Big Four, Kannei and had taken him out permanently somehow with the aid of the new fighter.
"This new player is going to fuck everything up, I just know it, and here I am in my enemy's fortress, completely hidden from everyone but unable to act." he muttered. If only he knew what happened during the fight he could measure this new fighters abilities but Hanno had been the only one of his informants there at the time, and he wasn't going to be talking any time soon.
With all these new things going on and a new player on the field, he was stuck here in hiding unable to do any of his own legwork and forced to trust his few remaining sources out there to do it for him. "There's a phrase for a feeling like this, hoisted by your own petard or something. Damn unpleasant."
His only hope was that Totaku was finding this new player as irritating as he did and would do something irrational in an effort to crush him. Unfortunately, that something might be sending Ryofuu to take care of him personally and if the fight went badly, then his chosen weapon to remove Totaku himself would be useless. "Damn-it!"
The self-styled Emperor Totaku was irritated. Oh, his sado-masochistic tendencies covered this to anyone who didn't know him well, but the two women in front of him were not among those people. First there had been the assassination order Tashijij of Youshou which not only failed but removed one of the five schools he controlled from under his thumb.
Then there was the second problem, this newcomer, who apparently was quite formidable since he had taken out Taishiji in one fight and had gone on to take out Bunshu and Ganryo as well as their cannon fodder all in the same fight. Both of them were going to be out of action for a long time, if they ever fully recovered at all. What was stranger was that not one of the fighters they had with them was still able to fight, strangely sapped of all their strength.
His orders to eliminate Ryomou for her attacking a comrade, his tool Kannei had also not worked out. Now Kannei was out of action permanently and several of their low grade fighters were in jail. Luckily he had made it seem as if that order had gone out from the same source as the imperial order that Saji had faked, so the fault would land squarely on the dead playboy's shoulders.
He turned to Ryofu. "Are you certain you didn't see this Ranma doing anything to them while you were there?"
Ryofu answered honestly, as baffled as Totaku by the weakness reported in the fighters sent after Ranma. Most of them had been arrested easily by, and Bunshu and Ganryo had been removed from the region to another hospital under heavy guard. Only two fighters had gotten away but strangely they were as weak as newborn babies and completely useless. "I didn't see him do anything, but remember that I left as soon as he noticed me. If I had stayed we would have fought, and you ordered me to only observe the fight, not participate.
"Which" she went on, deciding to stroke the masochists ego a bit "was the right move. It's obvious we don't know enough about this new fighter and his abilities to move against him effectively. What if he could do the same thing during a fight even with someone of my caliber?" The statement wasn't based on ego: she really was the strongest fighter in the region and Totaku nodded thoughtfully. Her loss to his faction would have been a terrible blow coming so soon after losing Youshuu high school and the new fighter allying himself with Ryuubi of Seito.
Ryofu went on smoothly, "I think finding some background information about him would give us an idea of how to handle him. We should also leave the Shou Haou alone for now. Moving on two different enemies would only weaken us, something we don't need so close to the tournament."
Again Totaku nodded, and Kaku glared at Ryofu from where she sat between Totaku's outstretched legs. New fighter or not, she wasn't happy with the amount of influence Ryofu was having on Totaku. She may have to take steps in the near future to pull the other woman down a peg.
Totaku nodded his head looking down at Kaku as she unzipped his pants, letting his dick fall free. Ryofu looked away as the bespectacled black haired girl started to rub her head against it at his urging. "Have our contact in the school services look up any information on him. Until we have more we won't move against him, but I want you to crush this rebellion of Taishiji's. And if Ryomou appears and she can be taken out swiftly, do it. As for the Shou Haou, send a message to Nanyo that we were not the ones to send out that message of execution. Tell them we have already eliminated the one who did, and even the dumbest should make the connection, that should keep the school from rebelling against us further and even if Ryomou returns before we can take her out for her part in the plot we can simply say the same thing." He looked up at Ryofuu as Kaku began to fellate him. "How did that feel by the way, killing your ex-boyfriend?"
Ryofu smiled as sadistically as she could. "It felt wonderful." She purred. "But if you'll excuse me I'll go and relay your orders to the other schools."
Totaku cackled madly and began to thrust hard into Kaku's mouth, gagging the girl painfully. The new fighter was a mere distraction to his quest of defying destiny, nothing more. He would live he would conquer and defeat his destiny and the rest of the world would burn!
Outside Ryofu shook her head in disgust but went to relay the crazy bastard's orders to his followers. She really had to start thinking of an exit strategy for Chinkyu and her. More and more she was feeling like she was walking around with a target on her back.
While the higher ranked fighters and leaders were intrigued or worried, the low ranked fighters were utterly appalled and terrified. First there was Hanno being neutered, that alone was enough to terrify any of them. Many of them had at least molested if not outright raped girls in the past year and a half, and the idea of this Ranma finding out about it and enacting his punishment on them was enough to make any low ranked fighter quake in fear.
Then there were the results of the attack on him. Only two fighters returning from a group of ten that included to B ranked fighters was bad but the weakness the two reported was even worse.
And added to that was what happened to the fighters who attacked Ryomou! The humiliation suffered by the fighters who actually managed to escape the hospital with the messages of 'weakling', 'stupid', 'fool', and 'loser' in permanent marker was bad enough without the poo shapes and hearts that went with them. The two that woke up tied together with their faces touching would be scarred for life, though they had it better than the two who woke up in a boxer clad 69 position… Even the lowest ranked fighter wasn't used to this kind of humiliation, being treated as jokes rather than threats disturbed them all.
What was worse was that none of the six who escaped the debacle had even seen their attacker. One minute everything was fine and the next they were tied up in psychologically scarring positions. This coupled with the weakness that afflicted the fighters with Ganryo and Bunshu were enough to completely unman nearly every fighter ranked c or below.
To a man they all decided to lay low for a while in hopes that this new fighter would not come after them.
Ranma met up with Kan'u and Chou'un in a park near their temple the next day to spar and train together. As it was a Sunday they would be able to get in a whole days worth of training.
This plan nearly hit a snag when Ranma first saw them. His nocturnal issue from the night before came to his mind and he blushed crimson, and had to fight his instincts to run. Chou'un, who was the first to spot him, saw his expression and smiled wickedly, something was off about him and she thought she knew what. "Ranma, there you are. We were wondering if you were cumming at all today." She said seductively, winking at him. Behind her Kan'u cocked her head to the side looking at each in turn, lost for a moment.
Ranma's blush intensified at the swordswoman's choice of words, but he manfully pressed on. "Yeah, I ah, got up late this morning. Crushed another alarm clock, sorry."
Kan'u smiled. She had the same problems with alarm clocks. Put them away from the bed and she chucked Seryuutou at them. Keep them within arm reach and she smashed them to bits. "No worries Ranma we still have a solid ten hours of daylight to work with. Now, do you think we should go right into sparring, or should we discuss those scrolls you gave me."
Chou'un gasped, her playfulness evaporating for the moment. "Speaking of which, I never collected the scrolls that your father stole. Do you have them on you?"
Now that they weren't flirting with him Ranma was back on much firmer ground and he nodded decisively. "Yeah I do, I was planning to give them back to you today." He reached into his stuff space and pulled out both scrolls. They were far more tattered and battered than the three scrolls he had given Kan'u on Friday, having come from Genma's stash rather than being given to Ranma in payment for services rendered or written by him. "Er, sorry about their condition. My old man wasn't 'xactly the best when it came ta carin' fer stuff."
Chou'un took them reverently and immediately unrolled them. Finding the one that described creating long distance attacks via air pressure, she opened it reverently, sat down against a nearby tree and began to read ignoring the world around her.
Ranma blinked but shrugged and turned to Kan'u. "How far along with those scrolls I gave ya did you get?"
Kan'u looked over at her friend, a bit nonplussed at how swiftly she was enthralled by the scroll in front of her, but nodded. "I was able to enlarge my pocket a bit, but not a lot. I followed the scrolls instruction on how to push your ki into it, so I'm not certain what I'm doing wrong."
"Why don't ya try again and I'll see if I can figure out what's up." He motioned for her to seat in front of him, and she did so, teasingly flashing him a bit of her panties and a lot of her thighs, giggling wickedly as he looked away blushing once more.
Becoming serious she took out a skirt she had that had pockets in it for pens and other small items. She folded her hands over the pocket and began to gather her ki. After a few minutes she stopped and began to imagine a large net being slowly pushed into the pocket under her hands. Her ki obeyed her mind, flowing from her hands into the pocket in the proscribed shape. That done, she began to pump more ki into the net.
She was interrupted by a low voice whispering into her ear. "Wait." She nearly lost the image, but was able to just barely retain it. Ranma put his arms around her waist, resting his hands on hers as he pulled her back against his chest. "Hold the image for a bit. Wait until you have the image firmly in your mind, but then attach the tethers of the net to just one hand." Kan'u nodded, keeping her attention on what she was doing with difficulty.
Behind her Ranma looked over her shoulder using ki sight to watch as she slowly removed the strands connecting her ki net to one hand and transferred those strands to her other hand. When he was satisfied with her progress he whispered further instructions into her ear.
"Alright, now here's the tricky part. What I want ya ta do is with yer free hand start to pump ki into the space, slowly. Not the net, but the space inside the net. Think of it like ya were pumping up a balloon inside the net. The net'll expand as the balloon pushes it out."
Kan'u nodded very slightly, his voice in her ear doing all sorts of interesting things to her libido, but she kept her attention on what she was doing. After another few minutes she was able to split her concentration enough to do what Ranma was telling her, and the 'balloon' began to push her ki net out, yet somehow not changing the outer appearance of the pocket at all.
She kept on pouring power into the construct enlarging the space slowly, so slowly as Ranma looked on, tightening his hug around her. Finally, when she thought she could do no more Ranma whispered again into her ear. "Alright, now take the ends of your ki net and tie it off. Keep power to the balloon until the last minute."
Kan'u, sweating now did as she was told, but it was still hard going. Ten minutes later the last ends were tied together and Ranma nodded. "Now, stop pumping in power and pull back Kan-chan."
Kan'u did so and as she released the image of her mind slumped back against Ranma's chest, gasping for air. That was exhausting, much more than I thought it would be. Damn, pushing ki out in two different ways at once is fucking hard!
Ranma bumped his forehead against the back of her head smiling. "You did good Kan-chan. That took me months of trial and error ta do."
Kan'u smirked. "Well, I had a very good coach Ma-chan." She turned and kissed him on the lips and after a moment's hesitation he returned it.
They were interrupted by a quiet clapping coming from Chou'un, who had stopped reading her scroll and come over to watch. "That was impressive Kan'u-san. Ranma-san is right, such a technique should take months to get right. But can I assume I will get the same coaching when I attempt the technique?" She ended mischievously, expressive lips curving in a sinful little smile.
Kan'u could tell Ranma was still warming to the idea of being shared between them, so she pecked him on the cheek and nodded encouragement. Ranma gulped but nodded. "Sure Chou-chan."
Kan'u tried to get to her feet to retrieve Seryuutou and put it in her new pocket, but stumbled. Chou'un caught her and she and Ranma helped her over to a park bench. "You should really eat something before ya try anything else. Using that much ki, especially when ya ain't used to sustaining it out of yer body can take a lot out of ya."
Kan'u weakly shook her head as Ranma pulled out a six tier bento box from his own stuff-space and opened it in front of her. "It wasn't that, I'm used to charging Seryuutou with ki, its part of my clan's style. It was keeping it in a shape, in two different shapes that took it out of me."
She started eating as Ranma shrugged. "I didn't have much trouble with that part, it was figgering out what ta do that held me up, but ya still did great. After we're done eating you can see for yerself if yer naginata can fit into it now. Heh, I soooo want ta be there when ya first whip it out on some unsuspecting scumbag."
"That sounded so wrong." Chou'un deadpanned, and Kan'u laughed, nearly choking on a rice ball while Ranma looked blank.
Kan'u sat on the bench watching as her friends began to warm up in operation for a spar. She was still too weak yet to join them, a fact that irritated her immensely.
Chou'un looked across at Ranma. "Do you have a weapon to use? I'm afraid my style is much more based around my weapon than that of Kan'u. I probably would not be able to give you a good spar without my sword."
Ranma shrugged, looking uncomfortable. "Well I do have a weapon but my style don't use 'em. In fact ta my school using a weapon is seen as sort of a crutch. But don't worry about hurting me, I got a technique that I can use that makes my skin as strong as steel." From where she was sitting Kan'u raised an inquisitive eyebrow. There was obviously something behind that statement about having a weapon, but she would get the story out of him later.
Chou'un looked at him for a moment with her head cocked to one side, then shrugged. "It's your funeral." She said, than grinned again. "Of course, once you're injured, I can nurse you back to health. I bet I could find a nurse outfit somewhere" she mused.
Ranma blushed again, only this time didn't let it distract him so was prepared for Chou'un's sudden rush at him. Ranma leaped off the ground and over her head.
Chou'un turning brought her weapon to bear again only to see him standing on the edge of her sword. She smirked momentarily, then pushed some of her ki into the blade causing Ranma to jump off before being burned.
She continued pressing her advantage not giving Ranma enough time, or so she thought anyway, to call up his aura and charge his skin with ki. This hope was proven a false one, as instead of dodging back Ranma began to batter her sword strokes away with his hands.
Preliminaries over Chou'un began to press forward again moving faster and faster her sword slicing through the air only to be met at every turn by Ranma's flashing hands. A time or to he tried to go for a pressure point, the same as he had on Kan'u when they first fought, but Chou'un had run into such a technique before, and was prepared for it. Every time he struck one she would back off slightly and use a free hand to press the counter to the pressure point he used.
To an inexperienced eye the battle looked like a stalemate, with neither opponent able to land a telling blow, but Kan'u realized that Ranma wasn't pressing the advantage, merely maneuvering Chou'un around the park area, letting her tire herself out while using the barest level of energy to fend her off, even with his steel body technique.
Chou'un realized this herself, what she didn't know was how to combat it. Not only was Ranma faster than her, he was also more skilled and had none of the weaknesses of style that her opponents usually had. She had initially been disappointed when Ranma had said he didn't have a weapon thinking that she would win handily, but now she knew that the opposite may in fact be the case.
She decided to up the ante yet again and began to charge her sword with energy in preparation for a power strike. However her limited ki sight was able to detect that Ranma rather than falling back or being perplexed by this matched it and began to slowly push her back. Suddenly his hands began to move faster and faster as he shouted "Katchu Tenshin Amiguriken!" and it was all she could do to fend his hands off, cancelling her own build up.
When his hands suddenly began to glow blue she knew he was up to something else but had no chance to dodge or even prepare herself so engrossed in blocking those flashing hands. With another shout this time of "Moko Takabashi!" a solid sphere of blue light shot toward her chest from a mere foot away.
Her reflexes were such however that she was able to interpose her blade between herself and the oncoming rush of energy. However her blade was knocked out of her hands by the energy and the next instant she felt Ranma's gentle hand on her throat. "Match over," he said simply, and backed away not even breathing heavily.
Chou'un wiped sweat from her face and looked between him and where her sword had landed in almost complete shock. While she had expected not to win the fight, she had never expected to lose this badly. Perhaps if I had been serious from the get go, she thought, but no. She was too honest to want to lie to herself that way. Ranma is simply better than me. Perhaps I should not have asked him to take me seriously from the start she mused.
Ranma smiled. "You did okay, but you advertise yer movements a little too much, Kan'u you should listen to this too." He then went into a small presentation on how to keep from giving your opponent any tells that could be read by him or her to give clues as to what you are up to before you actually moved. Chou'un nearly winced at how easily he had read her. She was used to doing that to other people and it wasn't pleasant to have the tables turned.
They moved back to a starting position and started once again with Chou'un keeping in mind Ranma's advice to keep her movements steadier and not so easily read.
This time the battle lasted much longer and both of them were sweating by the time they finished. The match ended when Chou'un had thrust just a little too hard overextending and opening herself to Ranma's counterattack, which flipped her to her back with her sword going up and arcing elegantly to splash into the parks small pond. She pushed herself off of the sand set around the pond looking at her opponent who was standing there sheepishly. "Sorry about that. I thought that was a feint so I put a little too much oomph into it."
From where she was sitting watching the action Kan'u began to laugh.
Chou'un looked at her askance before swiftly dunking her hand into the water and splashing Ranma before he could move away. "Just for that," She said, "I think you will have to remain female for the rest of our day." She smiled regaining her footing as both Kan'u and Ranma looked at her in surprise. "Ranma's school file has quite a lot of notations about such as this." She said in a calm, even tone of voice that did not do anything to hide the bubble of laughter that welled up inside as she watched Ranma do his best drowned rat impression. "Personally I thought the notes on the fool Kuno made for the most amusing reading." Ranma and Kan'u nodded, accepting her explanation and Ranma-chan signaled she was fine with fighting in this form.
Unfortunately Chou'un soon learned this was a bit like picking your poison. In the two spars that followed, she found that Ranma's female form was far faster than his male form. In fact she was the fastest fighter Chou'un had ever seen. Even Ryuubi when she lost control of her inner dragon hadn't moved this fast.
As her friend was being roasted by irony, Kan'u sat watching with narrow eyes. While her ability to sense another person's aura wasn't the best, she was trying to follow the flow of energy in Ranma's body. While in his male body his ki seemed to help his speed, in his female form, it helped his strength. The ability to switch from one type of energy use to another was surprising and something she had never seen before. I am definitely going to read those meditation techniques more closely tonight. If they can teach me to switch like that consciously the results will be amazing.
Soon after their fourth bout ended Kan'u felt able to stand up and take part. She moved forward tapping Chou'un lightly on her shoulder. "Tag in" she said simply, and Chou'un nodded wearily.
Kan'u moved forward, raising Seryuutou to a guard position. "I expect you to take me as seriously as you did her," she said and charged.
Ranma-chan nodded and moved to meet her only to stop in surprise as she stopped halfway and unleashed an energy bolt shaped like a lightning strike at her from her spear. Ranma-chan was able to dodge but barely and Kan'u came in swiftly pressing her hard.
Kan'u had two advantages over Chou'un. One, she already knew how strong and skilled Ranma was having fought him before, and had a good idea of his female forms speed from watching the previous matches. Two she was physically far stronger than Chou'un, her style not relying on speed and precision but a mixture of speed and strength. Therefore, while she could not match Ranma's female form in speed she could match him in strength and nearly in skill. After her initial assault was beaten back she kept her distance keeping her weapon between herself and Ranma-chan and pushing the smaller girl for all she was worth with a combination of spear strikes, kicks and hammering palm blows.
Ranma-chan desperately dodged backwards as Kan'u's spear moved in like a striking snake from every angle. Ranma-chan realized that she had been more accurate than she had known when she said that Kan'u handicapped herself by not fighting him with her naginata on the day they first met. The naginata was an extension of her body and fit into the whole, used like another hand or leg rather than simply being the sole avenue of attack, something that she had never seen done so well before in any weapon user. And she was surprised to find herself being pushed further and further back.
Another advantage Kan'u had over Chou'un, whose school had been greatly depleted by Genma's stealing their sacred scrolls, was distance attacks. When Ranma-chan tried to open up the distance to gain some breath back she used them ruthlessly. It was only the small amount of time necessary to charge them that gave Ranma the chance to dodge them all. Each strike, which was shaped like a light green lightning bolt and seemed to have some of the same properties, was much stronger than his own Moko Takabashi, though not as strong as a few of his other ki attacks.
For her part, Kan'u knew she was winning, but also knew that it was taking far too much out of her. Not just her ki but her body was giving out. Fighting Ranma-chan was like fighting a jack-in-the-box. Here there and everywhere the redhead bounced around and it was exhausting just to watch let alone try to keep up with. The longer the bout went on the more it would turn against her.
When Ranma-chan once more tried to close the distance and engage Kan'u within her spears guard she took the opportunity to end the match. Rather than charge her energy back into her spear she hit head-on with a very low powered explosive palm blowing the smaller girl backward landing on her back twenty feet away. Kan'u immediately followed up and pressed her naginata's edge against the ground near Ranma's neck. "My win I think."
Ranma-chan nodded, "Great bout Kan'u" she said and leapt to her feet hugging the girl to her exuberantly before dashing off to get his water bottle and heat it up to turn back.
As soon as the redhead acknowledged her win, Kan'u moved back breathing heavily and leaning on naginata for support, exhausted from the bout. In terms of skill she was near to Ranma's level, but in terms of speed she didn't come close to matching the speed the smaller girl could move normally and doing so had used up our reserves of energy and physical endurance.
As Ranma came back now male again he asked "are you ready to go again?"
Kan'u looked at him askance still breathing heavily and leaving on her spear, pushing her sweat streaked purple hair out of her face. "No" she said, "I don't think I am. Making that fold-space took more out of me than I expected, and keeping up with you in your female form is like trying to catch a squirrel on crack."
Ranma looked over to see Chou'un still sitting down and at his inquiring gaze she shook her head wearily. Ranma shrugged and said, "Okay well in that case I'm going to go get some more scrolls I want ya ta look at. After that I want ta show you both some katas to help yer speed and build your energy. I'll be right back okay?" Both girls nodded and he leapt off, bouncing into the trees and away.
Chou'un shook her head amused. "My, Ranma-san is certainly energetic isn't he?"
"That's one way of putting it" Kan'u agreed sighing. "I just wish I knew if he was still holding back or not. I used to think I was at the top of my game, progressing well and becoming stronger. The way my ki is so depleted and my body so sore from trying to keep up with him tells me I'm nowhere near as good as I thought I was."
Chou'un nodded. "For my part I am feeling a little miffed that there is so much more to ki sight than I had thought. I have long prided myself on my ability to use my other senses mainly hearing and ki sight to offset the need to keep my eyes closed around most people. Its irritating to see that my so-called strength is nowhere near the level it could be."
"And what can your senses tell you about Ma-chan? I confess my own ki sight is too limited, I can barely see changes in his aura at all." Kan'u asked.
"It's difficult to tell," Chou'un admitted. "His ki is so tightly controlled and condensed it's hard to get a read on how deep his reservoir is. I was barely able to sense small flashes of his true strength when he used his long distance ki attack during our first match. What I sensed was...humbling, almost on par with Ryuubi-sama's awakened dragon."
Kan'u nodded. "I agree. I could get something from his aura, what he was consciously using his ki to enhance, but that was all, nothing about the size of his reservoir and nothing about his emotions. Most fighters you can read their surface emotions in their ki, but not Ranma, it's as if he separates his control from his emotions entirely. We will have to see if he has any scrolls that tell us how to train our ki-sight better; it obviously is an area that has more uses than I had previously thought."
Chou'un nodded but then turned to look away down the park trails. Kan'u looked at her quizzically but a moment later she heard it too. Voices, one of which was Ranma's, but the other two she had never heard before, a man's voice and girl's raised in what sounded like argument. As Ranma came through the trees, walking on the ground now, they both noticed another girl following after him with another boy trailing after her.
Chou'un looked at the boy and girl appraisingly for an instant before and nudged her friend. "Those two come from Nanyo Academy," she whispered "the girl has the aura of the Shou Haou."
Kan'u nodded slightly as they stood up to greet their friend. "Ranma" Kan'u asked "could you introduce us to your friends?"
Ranma, who had tensed the moment the two girls stood up, relaxed imperceptivity. Back in Nerima showing up with another girl would have gotten him pounded on no explanations asked or listened to. Here though both Chou'un and Kan'u were merely curious, not jealous or jumping to conclusions. With that worry out of the way his exasperation with the situation came back and he waved an irritated hand at the two newcomers. "This is Kokin and Hakufu, the two I saved on my first day around here, I told ya about 'em." Both girls nodded, moving to stand next to him and look at the newcomers as he continued. "Hakufu here won't leave me alone. She wants to have a fight with me, but I keep on telling her she's nowhere near my level."
Kan'u looked at the girl thoughtfully. It was obvious from the way she stood there she was looking for a fight, her fist balled and her face angry, but there didn't seem to be anything personal in it, she looked to simply want to fight. "Assume a stance." she told Hakufu.
The girl looked at her perplexed "what do you mean take a stance?"
"Take a basic stance of your martial arts school" Kan'u said, "as if you were about to throw a right cross punch. Then work through the forms you know while we watch."
Kan'u and Chou'un watched as a girl move through her forms pouting irritably. "What's this got to do with being able to fight" she exclaimed stopping and turning to them, hands on her hips and bust thrust out.
As Ranma looked helplessly over at Kokin who shrugged Chou'un answered her as calmly as ever. "Everything. The moves you learn doing katas teach your body how to move, how to react, shapes it into a weapon. You cannot simply jump into combat and expect to be the best. You have to work at it." Kan'u, Kokin and Ranma all nodded agreeing with her.
Hakufu pouted even more. "I don't care about all that!" She exclaimed "I just want to fight."
Ranma shook his head. "No, ya don't jump straight to the top like that. Ya gotta work your way up. I ain't about ta fight ya with the skills ya got now." Or ever, he thought, until I find out what the hell ta do with the dragon aura in you. "But I'll make you a deal. In two weeks time there's supposed to be some kind of tournament going on between all the schools right?" Kan'u nodded and Ranma went on, "well if yer able to tag me at the beginning of the tournament even once, I'll fight you in that tournament later on. But ya gotta keep training until then alright?"
The girl pouted but agreed reluctantly, before being dragged away by Kokin who somehow realized their presence wasn't wanted. Behind them Kan'u and Chou'un looked at Ranma's put upon expression laughing as he muttered. "Why is it always me who has to deal with the idiots and fanatics, why huh, just why?"
For the next two hours Ranma walked Chou'un and Kan'u through several katas and through a few meditation practices. Both girls were showing remarkable progress in the meditation techniques as well as the katas, but it would take a few days for the meditation techniques to take hold and actually grow their ki. After that they went back to sparring for a time. As the sun was going down, they stopped for the day, very happy with their progress.
Both girls came away from the days exercise feeling slightly humbled not so much in their skill as in their endurance. By the end of the day both of them were bruised, aching, and exhausted. In return Ranma looked only a little winded and bruised.
Kan'u stretched her arms above her head explosively cracking her neck. "Gods I am so sore" she moaned. "Keeping up with you is a chore Ranma."
Ranma shrugged uncomfortably "sorry about that."
Chou'un also cracked her neck and shoulders moaning. "I don't suppose either of you know any massage techniques? I'm feeling in desperate need of them right now."
Ranma blushed slightly. "Er, well, I do, I guess, like, I could try if…."
Both girls looked at him, and without even looking at one another grabbed him by the arms and dragged him further into the park's woods. Finding an open space, the stopped dragging him and pushed him down onto the ground. Looking at one another the girls played three very swift rounds of jan-ken-pon.
Smiling triumphantly Chou'un laid down face first on the ground, swishing her hair to the side. "I'm ready when you are Ranma," she purred.
Kan'u smirked at Ranma who was still standing there looking uncomfortable and blushing, but not running away, a major achievement for him. "You made us feel pain, you get to fix it. Get to work and maybe" she added in a sultry tone of voice "we'll make you feel good after."
Ranma blushed but again overcame his Nerima indoctrination™, and sat down lightly across Chou'un's back, keeping himself from reacting to her body under his legs by sheer willpower. After all, what red-blooded male could turn down an invitation like that?
Ranma started working on Chou'un's shoulders using small amount of pressure to relieve the pain and going down her back slowly, leaving a trail of warmth behind him. When he started on her lower back she began to moan under her breath. Ranma stopped gulping but Kan'u urged him on smiling encouragingly and rubbing the back of his neck and shoulders, playing with his hair as she looked on.
Ranma gulped again, but continued. He slowly moved his hands down her spine again, over the back of her arms under her arms along her sides and then to her thighs. By this point Chou'un was moaning loudly and was beginning to pant as Ranma moved down her legs massaging each inch with his dexterous fingers. She gasped as he began to work on her thighs and rear, she could feel herself beginning to get wet, and it was all she could do not to turn and jump his bones right there. She knew though that that would scare him off and annoy Kan'u, so she controlled herself, barely.
He moved to her feet and began to massage them as well, pressing certain points on them and made her moan even louder. With one hand still working one foot the other inched back up to her neck and started working it at the same time. Within seconds she arched underneath his hands moaning loudly before collapsing onto her face.
"That" she gasped "was fantastic." Gods, I don't know if I can keep going at Kan'u's slow pace. Not even an item for two days and already I want to fuck him ragged! Not only were her pains and pulled muscles gone but she felt almostcatatonic, utterly boneless and drained even further by the orgasm that Ranma had just unwittingly given her. She could feel herself passing out from sheer bliss, her eyes closing…
Kan'u looked on a little jealous of her friend, but as Ranma stood up from his position on her back, laid down about a yard away from where Chou'un was now passed out and motioned Ranma to start on her. "Please Ranma" she whined, somehow coming off equal parts needy and sexy to Ranma "I'm in sooo much pain" and then she giggled at her own overacting, but still motioned to her back over her shoulder, moving her lustrous purple hair to the side for him to begin.
Ranma smiled as well and very cautiously sat down astride the back of her hips and put his hands on her back. He began to give her the same treatment he had just given Chou'un. Unlike the silver haired swordswoman however who just laid there and let Ranma work his magic Kan'u very deliberately arched her back underneath his hands, trying to direct them to where she wanted them to go. When he started to do her sides Kan'u reached and took his hands and placed them just below her breasts moaning as his hands automatically kneaded the muscles there before trying to move back to her back.
Again Kan'u moved them back to where she wanted them to be and this time Ranma took the hint and began to massage her stomach muscles, staying there for a few minutes. Kan'u subtly moved her body backwards until she could feel his thumbs brushing the bottom of her breasts. Ranma gulped but didn't move away for a few seconds then moved down her legs front and back and then to her feet.
Kan'u was moaning much louder then Chou'un had at this point and was mere seconds away from finishing when Ranma finally got to her feet. Ranma gingerly touched the balls of her feet massaging his knuckles hard into them and Kan'u came with a loud moan, convulsing up off the ground.
Kan'u however, unlike Chou'un who simply lay there falling asleep like a cat in a sunbeam, turned and grabbed Ranma's hand, pulling him down onto the ground next to her before sitting on top of him where he sat. She leaned in kissing him lovingly on the lips. Ranma, blushing badly from having basically just given both his girlfriends orgasms with his hands, sat there for a moment before slowly returning the kiss.
Kan'u feverishly worked at his belt buckle. Ranma reached down to stop her but Kan'u brushed his hands away. "Please Ranma" she said, looking into his eyes. "I think you really need this and besides, I want to return the favor. I'm not saying we'll go all the way, I'm not saying anything, but I think you need to be rewarded a little. Call it back pay for all the crap you put up with in Nerima and for what you just did to us! I'm not like those bitches Ranma, I believe firmly in the give and take of a regular relationship!"
Ranma looked back into her eyes and nodded slowly, but still was tense as she slowly reached into his pants and pulled out his dick. She leaned in kissing him again on the lips and Ranma put his arms around her, pulling her in closer as her hands began to work his shaft, getting used to the sheer size and width of it. It put the one dick she had seen before, her second boyfriend's, to shame. It had to be at least eleven inches long and as thick as her wrist.
"It's so hard, Ranma, so big and smooth" she moaned. "When was the last time you did something about this?" She began to move her hands a little harder and he groaned into her mouth as they kissed, tongues wriggling around one another.
He flushed even harder at her question and she smirked, pulling back from the kiss to stare into his eyes him from an inch away. "Something you want to tell me?" she said mischievously stopping the movement of her hands. Ranma groaned and moved underneath her trying to get it her to start up again and she shook her head. "Tell me Ranma" she said teasingly, nibbling at his neck and ear lobe.
He panted and tried again to get her to start moving her hands, but she moved her hands away again. The entire affair should have bothered him, hell he should have run for the hills as soon as she touched him, but something older and stronger than his Genma/Akane enforced programming had him in its grip now and it wasn't about to let him go.
With no other recourse he answered her question in a halting almost scared voice. "Last n-night, I-I, w-when I was asleep..."
Kan'u started to move her hands slowly, so slowly, along his shaft kissing him again before pulling back, "and what did you think about?"
Ranma shook his head unwilling to own up to the fact that it he had in fact been thinking about her at the time along with Chou'un. Seeing him hesitate she leaned in and whispered into his ear "I'll tell you a secret Ranma. After you dropped me off at my home I fingered myself thinking about you."
Ranma had swiveled around like a gun turret locking onto her light blue eyes and she nodded mischievously blushing slightly at the admission but still smiling seductively as she kissed him again. Seeing the question still in his eyes he she nodded and whispered again into his ear, "That kiss of yours got me soo hot. It was the best I ever felt."
Ranma's blue eyes darkened with lust and he leaned in kissing her hard on the lips, pulling her against him as his hormones at last crushed their last enemy, the self-preservation subroutine that his mind had developed during his time in Nerima, and took complete control of him. "You. I dreamed about you and Chou'un." Kan'u moaned happily at his admission. He started using his energy senses to feel out where and how she wanted to be kissed or touched along her back and sides and soon had her mewling in need against him her own hands working on his cock.
He felt something building inside of it her him as Kan'u kept moaning and groaning rubbing herself against him. He pulled back from the kiss, licking away the trail of saliva connecting them as he gasped. "Kan-chan I-I'm going to…!"
Kan'u stilled her hands for a second and looked into his eyes, saying in a voice full of emotion "I love you Ranma" and she leaned forward, kissing him again and moving her hands harder and faster.
Ranma's own hands went down to her rear and gripped her ass hard pulling her against him and they came simultaneously groaning against one another. Kan'u looked down between their bodies watching with bleary-eyed fascination as Ranma's cock shot off like a cannon, the skin literally pulling back and shooting forward with every ejaculation. Seven shots he shot off, all of them thick and large with each shot going further, over her head before dropping back to earth until the last one impacted her chin, stinging her a little with its force. When she was certain he was done she reached a hand out and wiped some up from her clothing, testing it's consistency before licking it off her fingers. It tasted like nothing she ever had before, nutty with a tartness to it that was actually very good. "You're very tasty Ranma" she purred.
Ranma stared at her and could already feel himself rising again but Kan'u pushed away on wobbly legs. "If we go any farther now I'm afraid we won't be able to stop." She said. "And while I have fallen for you Ranma I'm not ready to go that far this quickly."
Ranma nodded and stuffed himself back into his pants after wiping himself off as much as he could with a napkin he kept in fold-space. "I'm never gonna push Kan'u. Frankly, I'm a little wierded out at how fast we're moving anyway."
Kan'u who by this time had regained some of her senses shook her head as she moved over to pat Chou'un on the face in an attempt to wake her up. "Blame your magic hands for that Ranma. You got me so worked up I just had to reciprocate and I don't regret it." She said looking over her shoulder and giving him a smoldering look. "For a spur of the moment thing, I think we both wanted it badly."
Ranma walked over and helped her wake-up Chou'un, kissing Kan'u on the neck as he did. "I guess I did. You're the only person that ever made me react like that. A-and I-I l-love you too." he said haltingly. The words came out much harder for him than it had for Kan'u.
Kan'u had been in relationships and knew what feelings really were, she knew how to discern infatuation or lust from love, though she had never used that word before. Ranma had never been in a positive relationship and he was feeling his way through this one slowly. He knew he felt something, a lot of feelings-happy feelings-, towards Kan'u that he had never felt before but putting a name to them was much harder.
Kan'u smiled happily kissing him on the cheek and lifted Chou'un onto her shoulders to carry her back to where they had left their training gear.
Behind them they left two sets of eyes, both glazed in the afterglow of their reactions to what they had witnessed.
Ryomou had tried to find Ranma all day in order to ask him some questions and determine where the hell he came from. While she didn't know the name of every fighter in the area, she knew most of the more powerful ones, and his name didn't appear on that list. Her search had hit a slight snag when she ran into Hakufu who kept on badgering her about how she was and if she was alright enough to spar with. On the other hand Kokin had been much more helpful when she said she was searching for the new pigtailed fighter, and had directed her to the park where Ranma was apparently practicing with both Kan'u Unchou and Chou'un Shiryu.
This nearly halted her search. Ryomou knew that historically speaking she was destined to kill Kan'u Unchou in battle, but ever since her own defeat at Hakufu's hands she had been questioning whether or not destiny was really set in stone as she had always believed. After a few minutes deliberation her desire to speak to Ranma overrode her concern on meeting Kan'u Unchou and she made her way to the park. She arrived just in time to see Kan'u and Chou'un drag Ranma further into the park and somehow sensing that now would not be a good time to talk to him, she followed them.
What followed was at first sweet and a little sexy, then rapidly turned into the hottest thing she had ever seen even including some porno mags that she had taken one time in a fit of pique from her kinda love interest/crush Saji.
Now Ryomou was even more interested in Ranma. What had occurred with Kan'u made her cum so hard it blew away every masturbatory fantasy she ever had. Not only was he apparently able to fight both Chou'un and Kan'u to a standstill he was a good enough catch that they were sharing him. And she thought if they're willing to share between themselves, maybe there's room for one more.
Ukitsu was intrigued. She had been watching Hakufu Sonsaku since she arrived in the area, waiting until the time was right to fulfill her fate and kill the Shou Haou in battle. But she wanted to wait until the younger girl was at least good enough to give her a decent fight, something she had despaired of until today.
She had been following Sonsaku around the town on her semi-date with Kokin and seen her challenge the unknown braided fighter. She then followed the three and was surprised to see them meet up with Kan'u and Chou'un.
Made curious by the little speech this Ranma had given Hakufu and the amount of motivation it gave her, Ukitsu had decided to stay and watch Kan'u, Chou'un and Ranma practice. The katas looked vaguely familiar, almost as if they were connected to her own school of martial arts or perhaps even the other way around. However she wasn't close enough to hear the point to the meditation techniques Ranma walked the other two through, but even that told her that he was a formidable fighter. Why else would fighters of the caliber of Kan'u and Chou'un listen to him so intently?
She then witnessed what had occurred in the glade the trio had found. It was easily the hottest thing she had ever seen in her life. The first part where Ranma made the two girls cum by simply massaging them was hot enough, but what came after was even hotter. She could not believe how large Ranma was or how much he had shot when he came. Ukitsu was lucky she hadn't fallen out of the tree she was watching from when her hand found its way between her legs, under her sopping panties, and busily fingered herself to a climax.
Ukitzu's dreams that night were very pleasant indeed and she couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to let this Ranma guy screw her with the massive tool that Kan'u had played with. Unfortunately she was about as straight as it was possible to be, so the idea of sharing was not something she was interested in. So either she would have to convince Ranma to date only her when he already had Kan'u and Chou'un or find someone else with the same kind of 'skill set' as it were.
Maybe Ranma has a long lost twin or something, she mused. It was worth a try after all. She would simply wait for the right time to introduce herself, and see if there was any hope for her with him or if he knew someone else as… promising. Until then she could follow her destiny and continue to watch Hakufu until the time was right to kill her.
The giant ice-cream-loving warrior Gakushu looked at his, friend, -no friend was not the right word they didn't really like eachother after all- acquaintance- no again that implied they had something more than a school uniform in common- ally, yes ally would do. They were allies who despite their personal attitudes respected one another, both of them being members of the Big Four of Nanyo.
And because he respected her he paused before blurting out that what she had just said was utterly insane. "What do you mean you're going to transfer?" he asked in a painfully neutral tone.
The girl looked back at him calmly, standing before his new desk as senior fighter/student body president in the maid outfit she used as a combat uniform. "Exactly what I said" she said calmly. "I'm transferring. I've had it up to here being manipulated by Saji or by the Emperor. I'm going to go to a school where they don't kwtow to either of them. And maybe, just maybe I'm going to change my destiny doing so."
The taller warrior shook his head. "Barring the news that Saji is dead and no longer manipulating anyone, the fate of those who fight their destiny is often much worse than those who simply go along with it. Besides do you honestly think that that particular school will take you?"
"I have it on the best authority that they will." She said still calmly, as if her destiny was of no moment and his objections laughable. And once I'm there, she thought I am by God going to see if Ranma has more than just a big dick and a tremendous amount of stamina going for him. If he can beat me the way Unchou implied that he had her and Seiryu maybe, just maybe, I'll have finally found someone worthy of me.
"But" Gakushu spluttered "but if you leave now who is going to be our fourth for the tournament? So far it's just me, Hakufu and possibly Kokin, we need a fourth. Besides do you honestly think you'll get away with transferring? The emperor may be disavowing all knowledge of the hit placed on you during your stay at the hospital, but that doesn't mean you'll just be allowed to do whatever you want."
The girl shrugged. "I don't know if I will or not but I mean to try. I don't know why but lately all this destiny crap just hasn't been making as much sense as it used to." Not since I met Ranma she thought. There's just something about him that shakes up your thoughts, makes you look at things in a new light.
Gakushu looked at her stubborn expression and sighed. "I'll be sorry to see you go" he said. "I know we never really got along, but I think this is a bad idea. Still, I won't try to stop you." Doing so may well result in both of them being in the hospital and easy meat for any of the other factions or fighters who wanted to take a shot at them, no better to cut his losses.
"In that case I'll see you either in the tournament or some other time. Take care." And without another word Ryomou of the Big Four walked out of the room and out of Nanyo academy for the final time.
Ranma had decided on two courses of action both of which he put into motion after he dropped off Chou'un and Kan'u at their temple home. Well, he decided on them after he went home and cleaned himself up after his escapade with Kan'u, which he still wasn't certain had been a good idea, but gods it had felt great at the time.
The first was to drop off a letter at the Chinese embassy, addressed to a certain acquaintance/frenemy he had in China. Ranma needed more information before he moved against the tougher fighters and especially the ones with the dragons inside them. He hoped his contact would be able to answer some of the questions he had and was willing to take the chance of contacting them.
After a few minutes of the usual runaround at the embassy his letter was taken and he was told to expect a reply in a week or two. The Chinese government knew who he was and what he was capable of, of course, and despite the need to keep up appearances had no desire to see him interact with their homegrown martial artists again on their nation's soil any time soon.
The second was to go back to where the two largest and weirdest energy sources he had felt last night were and write down what he saw so that he could send it to Dr. Oden, a doctor friend that he had met on his travels after leaving the Nerima. Dr. Oden had been Dr. Tofu's master in the healing arts, but had none of his desire to not take part in conflicts around him or the willful blindness that had characterized that man's interactions with the rest of Nerima. What he didn't know about auras, odd illnesses and poisons wasn't worth knowing and after Ranma helped him run off a yakuza syndicate from his town the two had become friends
When he got there Ranma noticed something very odd. One of the larger sources, the chaotic one was missing, which in and of itself was not so strange. What was strange was one of the smaller energy sources, which he rated to be a B or C rank fighter, fluctuating oddly, as if it was comatose or asleep. But it was still moving, surrounded by several normal or C or D-rank auras and was being moved toward the front of the building. When the auras moved outside he saw what looked like a young girl being carried by four toughs while another girl, this one older looking with black hair and glasses on her face following after.
Ranma decided this just looked a little too strange and decided to follow the car the group got into as it pulled out of the apartment complex.
After about 15 minutes drive the car stopped in the front of a large warehouse. The building itself looked like it had seen better days, everything looked run down and some parts looking like it had decayed. Ranma swiftly found another entrance and flowed in, still wrapped in his cloaking field. More and more his decision to unseal this particular technique of his lay-about-no-account-bastard-of-a-father was proving to be a worthwhile one.
Inside he found about thirty low ranked fighters and, judging by the size of his core, one B rank fighter. The girl in glasses walked over to them and sat down next to him leaning on his shoulder as the four other fighters that had been in the car dragged in the insensible body of the girl. The man, who looked more like a college student than a high school student looked over at the girl and said, "and you want us to do anything we want to her no questions asked Kaku?" he said skeptically.
The girl in glasses pushed them up with one finger smirking evilly. "My rival has been gaining a little too much ground lately with Totaku. But I can't strike at her directly, so I did the next best thing. Yes I want this bitch humiliated, beaten raped, whatever, the worse the better and then dropped where my rival can find her. I have evidence we can plant that'll point the finger directly at one of our enemies, Youshou or Seito, and Ryofu will go on a rampage that'll weaken my employers enemies as well as kill her off. It's a win-win."
Around her the fighters started chuckling evilly. These fighters came from all seven of the schools in the Kanto region, and they weren't following the destiny of the sacred bead for the fighting like most of the others. What they desired, and what the beads gave them the skills and leeway to do, was cause other people pain. Rape, murder, torture it was all the same to them, and they loved every minute of it. The arrival of the new fighter with the pigtail had seriously hampered their ability to troll for victims, so this looked like it would be the most fun they would have until he moved on.
Still chuckling one of them reached down and ripped the shirt off the girl whistling appreciatively as her body came into view. The other fighters began to get up from their seats and move forward but were stopped by a voice coming out of nowhere.
Its words came out like chips of ice floating on a sea of molten rage, and seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere around them in the dark of the warehouse. "And you people call yourselves warriors?"
All the fighters began to look around worriedly, some reaching for weapons. Most of them, those who had heard of Ranma's exploits began to pray that it wasn't him, but that prayer went unanswered.
Ranma dropped the Yama-Sen-Ken and then swiftly struck out at the five fighters nearest the girl blasting them away with hard palm shots before any of the others could even move. They skidded to a rest at the feet of the other fighters and Ranma glared at all of them, standing solidly between them and their victim.
Kaku, who recognized Ranma from the reports she had read stared at him and then started to laugh. "You, you can't honestly think you can take this many fighters on and walk away?" She gestured around and all the fighters looked around and realized she was right; they had numbers and weapons on their side, many in fact had handguns and all the others had crowbars or bats while the new fighter seemed to have no weapon and was definitely alone.
Ranma looked at her through narrowed eyes, wrapped in the first stage of the Soul of Ice, his emotions sealed off, thoughts cold as a glacier. "You know you're right. If I wanted to just make an example of you or try and take you all on and arrest you or something, I couldn't do it. There's too many of you. But you made a mistake there."
Kaku smirked as the fighters began to get up and circle him, becoming more emboldened now that the initial surprise of his appearance had worn off. "And what's that?" she said haughtily.
"Your mistake was thinking I ever wanted any of you alive." Ranma said coldly. As the fighters with guns began to move away from their fellows in order to get clear shots, he crouched bringing his hands down along the ground as if he was holding knives in them. In a voice like a winter blizzard he called out "Cat-Fist revised, Claw Storm!" and brought his hands slashing forward.
This was one of the techniques that he had created to become the grandmaster of Anything Goes. To be grandmaster of Anything Goes you had to master all the techniques of the school, modify one technique and create two entirely new techniques to add to the school. Then of course you had to beat the former grandmaster in personal combat. Ranma did all three and this was one of the results. He had beaten the cat-fist with the help of Cologne, thereby modifying one of the techniques taught to him and thus part of the school, though not something that even Happosai would have added to the school. He still didn't like cats, but everything he could do in his berserk state was his to command and more besides.
Now tiny four inch slivers of ki started flowing from his hands in every direction, and what they hit they went through like a hot knife through butter. Wood, stone, steel, flesh or bone, it didn't matter. His claws went through anything and everything.
As blood and viscera flew everywhere the screams began and fighters tried to dive out of the way, tried to escape, tried to run but there was nowhere to run to. Ranma was standing in front of the only real exit, and none of the other fighters had his ability to get up onto the third floor to get away through the break in the roof.
A few tried to raise their guns and fire on him, but fell before they could aim. Others fell on their knees begging for mercy, but the storm Ranma had unleashed and those blue flecks of glacier ice that had replaced his eyes held no pity in them.
Kaku looked on in shock as her friend Kakuha literally floated for a second struck by seventeen slivers of power the likes of which she had never even dreamed of then literally came apart at the seams, blood splattering her and everything around where he had stood.
She looked over at Ranma standing there throwing out these splinters of power and voided herself in fear, collapsing onto her knees as the piss ran down her legs and made a puddle on the floor.
Not even a minute after the maneuver began not a single fighter was left alive in the entire warehouse.
Ranma walked over to the girl who shivered uncontrollably in fear as she looked up into his eyes. "The only reason you're still alive" he hissed still in that voice of ice "is because I don't like hitting girls, let alone killing them. But that doesn't mean I'm letting you walk away." One hand flashed out touching a pressure point on her throat and Kaku knew no more.
Ranma looked around at the blood everywhere, the viscera and broken, shattered and mauled bodies and sighed heavily. He decided to remain in the Soul of Ice to ward away his horror at what he had done until he had the girl somewhere safe. Only when that was done would he let himself feel again.
First he walked around collecting beads from the viscera and debris, knowing that he would have to destroy them later. That done he walked over to the girl who they had brought and took off his shirt wrapping it around her body before picking her up in one arm, dragging the other girl behind him back out the warehouse door. I'm going to have to see what Kan'u and the others think about this.
end chapter.