Amazonian Switcheroo

Part 2

Shampoo had just woken up, and was still very sleepy. She felt really weird, but didn't really notice anything weird or out of place. No, it was just another morning.

That was until she came down into the restaurant. Her great-grandmother looked at her open mouthed, and Mousse looked furious.

This brought Shampoo out of her stupor. She looked around, trying to find what solicited such reactions from the two.

It was then that she noticed that her chest seemed a little flatter than normal.

Ok, a lot flatter.

And then Mousse charged at her, ready to fight.

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Akane was walking down the street with a currently disguised Ranma. The lavender-haired girl was wearing dark sunglasses, her mao outfit (if you don't know what that is, check the dojo destroyer story. Ranma wears it to the date), and her hair was completely pulled under her hat. She could've passed for her original self if one didn't pay too much attention to her face.

They stopped to see a most curious sight.

A male Ranma wearing Shampoo's clothing, with long hair done up in Shampoo's usual style, was running down the street, trying to escape the very sharp weapons of an irate Mousse. The male Ranma was yelling in chinese, and Mousse was just yelling "Pervert!" and some such.

They had completely ignored Akane and her companion. The two just stood in shock as the chase carried on until the amazons were out of sight.

Then Ranma just laughed.

Akane laughed too.

They walked to school, laughing the whole way.

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It was a strangely peaceful day.

Akane was now much nicer to Ranma, probably because she wasn't a man anymore, and thus not a pervert. Ukyo wasn't bothering him because Shampoo wasn't draping herself over his body, and thus not forcing the chef to become too....close.

There wasn't even any fights today. Kuno was off sick (for once), and Mousse was busy chasing Shampoo, thinking her to be Ranma. And Ryoga was probably lost in Okinawa or someplace.

For once in his (or her) life, Ranma was at peace.

Savour the moment, cause it won't last.

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Shampoo sharpened her (well, his) sword. She knew exactly who to blame here.

And they would pay.

(From now on, Shampoo shall be referred to as a man, to avoid confusion)

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Ranma was enjoying the relative peace and quiet during gym class.

So far, her cover had not been blown, and so she sat with the boys as they watched the girls play softball. Her friends were pestering her about whether or not she had done it with Akane. She hasn't.

However, now that she had admitted her feelings, she couldn't help but notice how cute the tomboy was. And she couldn't help but imagine how she'd look if she was on her hands and knees and....

No! She shouldn't think those things! Only perverts think those things! But now she couldn't stop the mental picture from assaulting her mind, of her and Akane getting down and...

She was actually quite thankful for the softball slamming into her face. It stopped the mental images from going any further.

It also caused her hat to fall to the ground, and her hair came tumbling downwards.

She really should have gotten it cut.

Everyone was staring at her. Akane looked pale. In fact, so did Ranma.

Then, the boys got a goofy look on their faces, and the girls just glared at her. Shampoo wasn't popular with them, due to certain incidents surrounding her first arrival at the school.

Ranma knew things were bad the moment Ukyo came charging down towards her, spatula raised. Ranma grew paler, knowing what was coming.

"What did you do with Ranma, you bimbo!?" The chef screeched. "Why are pretending to be him!?"

She swung her weapon down, and Ranma closed her eyes in fear. Upon realising that she was still alive, she opened her eyes.

Akane had caught the spatula, causing her hands to get scraped.

"I won't let you touch her." The tomboy said, her eyes narrowed and flaming with a fierce determination.

Ukyo glared back. "Why are you protecting her? Aren't you concerned at all for Ranchan!?"

Ranma looked between the two girls, confused. She never thought Akane would ever risk her own life to protect the former boy, but here she was. However, Ukyo's reaction was far from surprising. The lavender haired girl just hoped that she could still have her friend after everything was revealed.

"Ranma! Shampoo kill!"

Everyone turned to see a very pissed looking male Ranma with long hair, dressed in Shampoo's traditional clothing. He was also wielding a very sharp sword.

"Ranma!" Akane yelled.

She managed to pull Ranma away from Shampoo's sword (for it was indeed Shampoo on the attack) mere seconds before it impaled the former boy. All she got was a small, shallow cut on the arm.

Shampoo glared at the two. "No run! It your fault! It your fault Mousse try kill Shampoo! It your fault great-grandmother no help Shampoo! It your fault Shampoo life ruined!!"

He swung the sword down at the girl, who was still stunned. Fortunately, Akane continued to pull Ranma away from the attacks.

"Shampoo, stop it!" Akane yelled at the amazon. "It's just as much your fault that you're both in this mess!"

"Pervert girl lie! Pervert girl only want have Ranma now he no boy!"

"That agan? I'm not like that!"

Shampoo grinned maliciously. "Pervert girl like girls. You no can lie to Shampoo. You no can lie to ANYONE. Everyone know Pervert girl is pervert."

Akane stopped her dodging, stunned. Seeing his chance, Shampoo lunged the sword at the two girls, victory in sight. He grinned with both malice and triumph.

He was knocked out cold by Ukyo's attack. The chef now stood on the former amazon's head.

"Now then, maybe you can explain what's going on here!?" She asked, glaring suspiciously.

The two girls nodded numbly.

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And it's done. Man, this is getting good. I wonder what Ukyo's reaction will be?

I hope ya liked it! And please comment!