Ranma of St. Bacchus, Chapter 20

by Chaos Orchid
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Be careful when you go to the Reservoir. You might fall in! Or the dam might break…

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Ran Wants the Naked Boy!

"I recognize this guy! His name's something like Sasuke and he works for Kodachi." 'Ran' said, happy to be looking down at somebody, for once. He had to be at least 35cm, 14" shorter than (her)(Yippee!)

"You know my name? Oh, the shame! Nobody is supposed to know a ninja!" said the guy dressed as purple ninja.

"Blame it on your 'mistress'. She wouldn't stop yellin' at you."

"Yes, that is true. Mistress Kodachi demands so much from me." Then he muttered, "(And gives me so little credit.)"

"I caught this perp and perv exiting the apartment of one Ōno-sensei!" The 15cm, 6" taller, security guard Oto-san told her. His taser was near a kidney of the guy his other hand tightly gripped.

"I am not a pervert!(?)" It didn't sound as if he himself wasn't sure. "Am I Kasumi-san?"

The teacher, Ōno Kasumi, answered, "Um, I only caught him with the measurements I made of you, Ran-san."

"My weird measurements? –Aw, man!" Just thinking of them reminded (her) how much (she) disliked them and that inflated (her) chest and butt again. And narrowed (her) waist. And the elastic sports underwear (she) wore made sure (her) knew it.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" the ninja bowed his head deeply. "I am a man of honor, I assure you. I was only following the orders of Mistress Kodachi, daughter of the owner of this school, Seijin Hebereke. I am so ashamed of having to be a voyeur in an all-girls boarding school!"

"You've lost your face in your shame and you still peep!?(!)" growled Oto.

"I'm a ninja. We're not supposed to have faces. We are spies." His voice almost became a mutter again with, "...among many other things."

"Okay, okay! We get the idea: You're pathetic," 'Ran' broke in. "Let's get back to me! Why does Kodachi want my sizes!?"

"Before he stole my list of them, he asked me for them," Kasumi-san told her. "Kodachi-sama is planning on buying you a complete wardrobe."

"WHAT? Why?! What's in it for her! She seems like somebody that don't do nothing unless it's good only for herself!"

"Unfortunately, Yamada-san Ran is correct," Sasuke said, this time bowing his head just in the shame over having to be her manservant.

"Oh~, It's all beginning to make sense, now!" Oto said with a dirty smile. "The scholarship, the room-and-board, the stipend…and, now, her mistress's gowns…evening and…night," his eyebrows went up and down, suggesting he could see (her) in them. Especially the sexy night gown.

"Wha~at!? " (she) cried in hoped for disbelief.

The man's grip lessened, the ninja threw a grenade down. It exploded in a small cloud of smoke.

Only Oto–eyes watering–had to cough. Kasumi-san had backed away and was waiting for the moment she could help the poor man. Only 'Ran' saw the runt ninja leap, slide a ceiling panel aside and disappear into the ventilation system.

"You again!" , "I called for reinforcements, this time!" , "You're going to our private–" , "Stop in the name of the anchisukiru of Seijin Hebe…" Further din was created as the men above the ceiling crawled-ran after the ninja.

'Ran' now knew the ninja wasn't the only voyeur in the all-girls school. But knowing about the ventilation system was great tactical info. …only: if (she) knew, others did, too.

"Ngee~! " a scream was suppressed in her soprano throat! "I was thinkin' like a martial artist! I need to think why Kodachi wants me in dresses !"

"Because she wishes to date you?" Kasumi-san suggested, while patting the back of the still coughing Oto (her uncle?).

"No, no, No! There's gotta be a better answer: Gotta!" It had to be part of a twisted plan of the Black Rose! Just like the scholarship was! Just like the freebies were! Just like…. No-No-No: she couldn't have a crush on (her)!

The door to Room 13 opened. "We thought you would be behind the commotion, Ran," Yuna said in her school uniform.

"It wasn't my fault!"

"Good morning, Kasumi-san; officer. Sorry, I can't linger, but Ran has to get ready for school."

"I'm already ready!" 'Ran' told Yuna.

But the tall – 164cm vs 150cm – girl pulled her back from the door. "What tattoo should go on first?"

"No! Not the cute tattoos! Not the adorable panda!"

"Then you will let me reapply your makeup(?)"

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Why hadn't (she) noticing the makeup on (her) earlier, (she) now asked (her)self. For one thing, (she) avoided mirrors and reflections. The greater answer was just how much more attention the rest of (her) body and clothes were taking! The sports bras and panties were especially good at reminding (her), a nudist(?), of both . But, finally, it was just that the martial arts makeup was fading dye. There really wasn't much of anything for (her) to feel.

But there was something: The tiny crystals that gave hint of glitter to her face, a bit of gloss to her lips. It was the lips (her) tongue was licking now. "Don't look in the mirror. Don't see how cute you look. Don't see how dolled up you are…" (she) was somehow able to say, under her breath, as (she) licked.

"You do know you are going to have to learn how to apply makeup yourself," Yuna told (her), finally(?) finishing the job. "I can't be doing this everyday."

"Good."

"Tomorrow, you begin your lessons. Or you will receive tattoos."

Before 'Ran' could answer, Mao held up a framed mirror. 'Ran' got her second, real look of (her)self! (She) wanted to scream….

But to open (her) mouth too wide would have spoiled the effect. Except for the added shading that gave her weak cheekbones more depth – and making (her) cheeks look less full and soft – and the shading to give her a stronger jawline, (her) face now seemed like every 'other' girl at St. Hebereke.

It made (her) want to cry. Now, psychologically, (she) couldn't avoid mirrors: Every girl (she) saw at school was going to be a reflection of what (she) looked like, madeup. So radiant! Too radiant.

"Now, you look like a grown woman." Yuko thought she was paying (her) a compliment. Yes, the girl with black hair but white side-bangs had a normal woman's, madeup face. …Except her eyeshadow wasn't permanently tattooed on. {Yuko wasn't in a melodramatic mood this day.}

"But still a young woman: Glitter!" Mao, under 'lipstick', grinned with that too cat-like mouth of hers. Yes, she, too, had a light dusting of light-reflecting crystals and shading that gave her more of a kawaii appearance.

"I wish I know about martial art makeup when in America. Save time, save money," light-brown and very short-haired Noa said, while studying just how well Yuna the 'cosmetician' had done. Extra shading was added at the corners of her brow to give the Westerner a hint of Asian eye fold. Her eye lids had been left untouched so as to not draw attention that she had eyelid creases, so often missing in East Asians.

"It's unusual for a school to require makeup. But, then, this is St. Bacchus," said Junko. She had no extra shading, no especially sparkling face. Her main source of individuality were her very short odango twin ponytails sticking up like antenna.

Yuna, the face (she) had had to look at while she did (her) face, went with the classic geisha-look, but without the white foundation.

All energy seemed to go out of 'Ran'. Yuna: Girl. Junko: Girl. Yuko: Girl. Noa: Girl. Mao: (cat)Girl.

'Ran'...: Grr–

Suddenly a great wave of emotions crashed down on her–And swept her away in a riptide! She felt like drowning in a wave of GIRL.

But NO: Sao– Yamada Ran was a fighter! She would win! Getting to the top of the watery feeling, she body surfed the surge!

And she ran out the room door at full speed! Where!? There! She opened the nearest hall window and jumped!

Before she had fully landed, she was smacked full-on by a naked body!

Strong, rough hands caught her upper arms and kept her from toppling! And being trampled! He continued to run with her even as he apologized, "I'm sorry, Onnako! I didn't see you! I'm being chased–Aaa! I'm not covered!" he then cried. And dropped her!

On her back, she got a good view of him as he stepped around her before speeding up again. What she didn't get a good look-see was what his hands now covered, front and back. Well, there was one thing she would remember – besides his well-built bod: the yellow with black rectangles bandanna! It seemed like she had seen one like that recently.

But Ran had to forget all of that as she was about to be trampled this time by a horde of girls! St. Hebereke girls acting like St. Bacchus girls, again! Most were in uniform. Some were in leotards. None were nude?

Flashback: The private school's public baths. (She) had gone in to clean off the hair (she) had lost when, to (her) shock, (she) had (become? been replaced by? a (he)). A horde like this –perhaps the same horde– tried to, first, hit (her) with hot water and, only then, reluctantly, with cold.

They had chased (her) out into the main hall of the main school building. Some of them were as nude as (she) had been!

Flashforward: Run! "I don't wanna be bald!" (She) yelled with the girls close behind (her)! (She) was in such a confused panic (she) didn't think to zag when the mob of girls zigged!

Another horde of girls were too soon heading towards (her) from the opposite direction. It almost didn't register to (her) that they were chasing the naked boy. Too(?) The boy with the bandanna was handicapped by having his hands firmly hiding his privates, front and back.

Well, according to (her) flashback, they were both victims, here! In a great leap (she) landed in front of him. "Aaa!" he cried, seeing that he couldn't stop in time! It was deja vu all over again! But this time the girls behind and in front of him were almost within reaching distance!

'Ran' hefted the 15cm, 6" taller–and much heavier–naked boy over (her) head and, adrenaline flooding (her), bounded away from the 'other' girls. Three leaps and (she) found a one-story building to put themselves on.

"There! You're safe!"

"Safe!? " he cried, looking down at the height and then the madeup girl and back down again, trying to make up his mind.

The wave struck her again. Again she felt like she might drown. Below she could see the gathered hordes. She had not made them happy. And that was an understatement. The boy-crazed teens – all madeup – all wanted the boy. How that was going to work out, they didn't care to think about, yet. Were they ready to be his harem? Stupid girls. He was hers now! She had caught him fair and square! She was tempted to get into a cute, cute pose and wave down at them in triumph! Try and get your revenge! She got the guy they all wanted!

Uh…. Now that she had him, what was she supposed to do with him? She absolutely should know what a girl and a guy did together. But she has been having memory problems.

"Don't kiss me!" the naked, terribly modest boy pleaded.

"Oh, that's right. We kiss." She walked toward him.

He backed up…until his feet bumped into the rampart. Any further and he would fall to the ground before!

"Do you know how to land from this high up?" she asked, hesitating getting any closer to him.

"Not really. I fall a lot when I get lost, but I haven't been trained in it like martial arts with sensei."

"Aw, man!" So disappointing. She could probably rescue him if he did fall, but there were still all those loser girls below. A different approach. "What's your name? Mine is Yamada Ran!"

"My name?" He paled. "So you can tell the police when I get arrested for public nudity!? It wasn't my fault! It was because of some crazy girls practicing Teakettle Fu!"

"Teakettle Fu? Hot water?!" Ran's mind wanted to think about that. It seemed important. But her body wanted her mind to think of the boy. "Look, you're scared I'm gonna turn you over to the police 'cuz of public nudity? Look, I'll get nude, too!

"I love being nude," she said in a seductress way that surprised even her.

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NOTES:

Voyeurism: Most of the St. Hebereke girls are from wealthy and powerful families. In this canon era just before the internet and smart phones with cameras, there would be hell to pay if anybody was suspected of viewing the girl in a lewd way. Kodachi inspects and orders the MĀRG teams to practice their martial arts on them.

To be clear: The twin hordes chasing Ryōga flooded the Reservoir with their raw emotions. And the Reservoir overwhelmed 'Ran' when (her) defenses were at their lowest. She then became just as boy-crazy as the hordes!

Underlined she, etc. indicates when Ran is feeling extra boy-crazy,

Ryōga has yet to discover a way to get his clothes back when he becomes human again.