by KonokoHasano » Mon Sep 03, 2007 6:43 pm
Take the Green and Go
Ranma and any other series used in this fanfic are owned by their respective owners. I do not own anything.
“Speech”
‘Thoughts’
Chapter 14
‘Well, this marks another thing off my list.’ Ranma thought as she glanced down at the microwave that she had in her arms. After picking up the essential items that she needed for her apartment during the weekend, Ranma proceeded to take it easy and pick up other items of interest throughout the week. ‘I’m pretty sure that I’m almost done with buying everything.’ Her eyes suddenly caught a sign that mentioned a sale on sweet buns. A devious smile appeared on her face before she ducked from view. Using the piece of transformation sash that she had around her wrist, Ranma transformed herself to look like an eight-year-old. Then, after controlling her features to make herself look as if she was in awe, Ranma made her way to the shop.
“Excuse me, mister, but could I have a few sweet buns?” She asked as she made her eyes go big and cute. Reaching into a pocket, she pulled out some money. “I have enough money to buy some, so pretty please?” The dreaded ‘puppy-dog eyes’ soon followed.
The man at the stand gave off a laugh. “Well aren’t you a cute child?” He asked as he gave her a bag of sweet buns. “There’s a few extra in there as well. After-all, a growing girl needs to eat.” He whispered with a smile. The smile grew wider when the ‘child’ clapped her hands in joy before waving goodbye.
‘Sweet, I didn’t think that would work.’ She thought to herself as a feral grin appeared on her face before she popped one of the buns in her mouth. “I need to do this more often.” She said to herself after exiting the building. Unbeknownst to her, she was being watched. It was only for a second, however, before the figure vanished without a trace.
‘Gah, that was so sickening that I wanted to puke.’ Shego commented with a groan after seeing her host’s display of ‘scamming food’ from the man. ‘However, I will say that it was brilliant.’ She added with a chuckle.
An exasperated voice made itself known behind the raven-haired woman turned child. “This is low even for you, Shego. Turning into a child and taking advantage of shopkeepers so you can get an extra bite to eat?” Ranma turned around to see Kim and Ron walking right behind her. The former of the two had a frown on her face.
Ranma stuck her tongue out. “All’s fair in the name of free food, Kimmie.”
“You’ve got red bean paste on your mouth, Shego-chan.” Kim stated with her own smirk at her currently younger arch-nemesis. This caused Ranma to quickly wipe her mouth. “I guess the physical form also comes with a few mental issues as well.” The smirk stayed even when Ranma transformed back to her previous age of 23.
“That was weird to watch.” Ron commented after seeing someone’s physical form age quickly. He then blinked when Ranma tossed a sweet bun to both him and Kim. After glancing at it for a moment, Ron took a bite. “Hey, this isn’t too bad. Here Rufus, try a bite.” The mole rate sniffed it before taking a bite as well. After doing so, Rufus gave a mini thumbs up. Kim silently agreed but still gave a glance towards the older woman.
‘I wonder if I should clue her in a little right now.’ Ranma thought to herself before lazily regarding the young redhead. “Say Kimmie, have you ever heard of a place in China called--” She was interrupted by the sounds of shouting on the other side of a fence. Curious about what was going on, Ranma jumped onto the fence and was followed successfully by Kim and clumsily by Ron. Emerald eyes watched the confrontation between a raven-haired woman and a trio of people who appeared to be mummified. Not really caring about the scene in front of her, and needing to get her microwave home, Ranma turned to her companions. “It looks like this is where we part for now. I have something fragile with me, and I don’t feel like playing hero.” With a quick dismissal wave, Ranma jumped back onto the sidewalk and started back on her way home. This left Team Possible to look back at the scene in front of them.
“Ron, let’s hurry up and help that girl.”
“K.P., are you sure it’s the girl who needs help? Those three guys seem kind of hurt if you ask me.” Ron answered back as he watched the scene. Something that Ranma had told him once during a sparring session had come back to him. “When it comes to martial arts, it’s not always the stronger person who is on top, but the confident person who carries themselves well.” He noticed the look he was receiving from the redhead. “Well, it was something Ranma told me once during training, and it seems to hold true. What it means is that even if the opponent is strong, a person can defeat them if they have the skill and confidence. That girl seems to hold herself as if she was the latter of the two.”
Kim could only stare at him in shock at the philosophy that he had spouted out. He probably forgot some words and mixed some things up, but it made complete sense. It almost felt like she was in the twilight zone where Ron was the fighting expert and she was the novice. Her mind was brought back to the present when the three people in bandages started to attack the mystery girl, but the mystery girl pulled out a ribbon and began to toss them around. “Ron, let’s hurry up and stop this.”
Ron gave a nod and followed the redhead off of the fence and towards the scene. For all his advancement and practice in bettering his physical capabilities, he still found himself tripping and colliding into the raven-haired girl with the ribbon. The girl fell forward but managed to catch herself via her hands and push herself quickly to her feet. Turning around, she glared at the blonde boy. “You dare attack me while my back is turned?” She asked with a glare before turning her head to glance at Kim. “It seems that I must stop punishing these three attackers for now, but you,” She said towards Ron, “must be quite good to sneak up on me and attack from behind.”
“Well, actually, I--” Ron was interrupted when the raven-haired girl came at him with a club in her hands. Due to instincts that he gained from Ranma’s training, Ron ducked under the club and grabbed the girl by the wrist. He then tossed her over his shoulder, only to watch her land on her feet and turn towards him with a smirk on her lips.
“My, you are good, and you are also kind of good-looking too.” The girl pulled out a black rose and tossed it towards him. “I am the Black Rose of St. Hebereke’s School for Girls: Kodachi the Black Rose. Please do not forget it.” She then gave off a slightly ear-splitting laugh and leapt away from the area. This left Ron to look down and blink at the rose in his hand.
“It seems you have an admirer, Ron.” Kim stated as she tried to keep from giggling at her friend’s discomfort. “She seems a little strange though.” She commented after remembering that exit and laugh.
“I don’t think Yori would like that.” The blonde boy commented before glancing at the trio of bandaged people. “How about we help these three, K.P.?” His friend nodded and decided to get to the bottom of it.
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‘I was close to telling her about Jusenkyou.’ Ranma thought with a frown. ‘If it hadn’t been for that scene back there--’
‘It can wait until later.’ Shego responded dismissively. ‘If you manage to tell her, it will make it harder to confuse her.’ The figment didn’t know why her host wanted to tell the girl in the first place. Seeing her squirm was so much more enjoyable. ‘Instead, how about you practice more with using our power in your feet?’ Shego asked with sudden interest. The figment still had trouble believing that Ranma had figured out something else that she had never been able to do. Since she’d never get control of their body, having Ranma experiment and use what the aquatransexual learns was the best that she could get.
‘Yeah, yeah, quit being a slave-driver.’ Ranma answered back with a bit of annoyance.
She was brought out of her mood by someone calling out to her from behind. “Good afternoon, Sheila-san!” Turning her head, Ranma noticed that the one who greeted her was Makoto from a floor below her own apartment. The brown-haired teen was carrying a sack in her right hand.
“Hi, Makoto,” Ranma greeted back before looking towards the sack, “What’s in the sack?”
“Oh, this?” Makoto asked as she reached in and pulled out a manga volume. “I’m borrowing them from my friend, Usagi. I’ve only glanced at it before, and figured that it would be a good idea to read the entire series. I’ve seen the anime of it, but I’ve actually never read the manga and heard that it was quite different from the anime.” She handed the book to Ranma.
Glancing at the cover, Ranma raised an eyebrow. “Sailor Moon?” Her answer was a nod.
“That series is just plain weird and freaky.” At the look she was receiving, Makoto elaborated further. “You see, the main characters of the series actually look like me and my friends! Their names and everyday lives are slightly different, though. The character who resembles me is actually named Lita in the series, and her parents were killed when she was little. My parents are still alive, but they’re on a second honeymoon. Other than that, almost everything is similar!” Ranma could only look on with wide eyes. “I know, it’s very freaky. The fictional ‘me’ also doesn’t have a boyfriend. I do, however. He’s two years older than me, and his name is Nephrite.”
Ranma and Shego couldn’t keep from making a small chuckle. “What kind of name is Nephrite?” Makoto glared at her for a moment.
“It was his parents’ idea. They had some weird love of using stones and gems for his and his siblings’ names. In fact, almost the entire family has some odd gem thing going on.” Makoto added silently to herself before shaking her head. “Anyway, another difference would be my friends Minako and Usagi. They’re actually twin sisters, but their ‘counterparts’ aren’t. They also have a younger sister who they like to nickname ‘Chibi-usa’. The odd thing about her ‘counterpart’ is that she’s actually the future daughter of Usagi’s ‘counterpart’.”
Ranma raised a hand as she handed the manga back to Makoto. “Ok, I get the idea, and it’s giving me a headache.” Ranma stated as she rubbed her temple. The thought of a group of people having doppelgangers of themselves in a fictional story is beyond strange.
“I actually acquired a headache after piecing all the similarities and differences together as well.” The younger girl agreed with a nod. “Luckily, there’s no such thing as magic in real life to make things even more complicated, right?” That statement actually caused Shego to laugh.
‘No such thing as magic? Well what the hell would we call our predicament thing?’ The figment asked as she continued to laugh. Ranma had to slightly wonder if the voice in her head was becoming unglued due to the fact that she could only sit in the back of her mind. ‘Say, maybe you should give the little girl a reality check? I want to see SOMEONE blow a gasket over the fact.’
Ranma rolled her eyes and was about to respond to Makoto’s question when there was a large pounding sound that seemed to shake the ground. “What the hell’s going on?” Ranma asked out loud. The sound and shaking went on for a few more moments until it stopped. Suddenly, Makoto raised her arm and pointed up onto a roof with a shocked expression.
“Sheila-san, look up there!” There was a hint of disbelieving in her voice as she said that. When Ranma followed the finger, both Shego and her mentally cursed at the sight of Monkey Fist in a giant monkey robot.
‘Great,’ Shego started dryly, ‘the supreme leader of the fleabags finally snapped and went for the big guns because we wounded his little hairy-handed pride. Still, I wonder why he went with a large robot.’
‘I don’t know,’ Ranma answered back, ‘maybe he’s--’
“SHEGO!” Monkey Fist shouted out after giving off his signature insane monkey-like laugh. “You shall now feel the revenge of a thousand monkeys! This mechanical monkey has been constructed for power and gadgets of various powers. Because of your non-monkey-like yet superior abilities--”
“I ruined your puny little pride, and now you are trying to compensate for what little you have left.” Ranma finished with a wave of her hand. “I have no interest in playing with a little monkey boy who doesn’t even have the balls to face me like a real martial artist.” She made a shooing motion with her hand. “Now go home and do something worthy of your time, like eating bananas and finding a nice monkey girlfriend to settle down with.” At the mention of ‘monkey girlfriend’, Monkey Fist went a little green.
“Now that’s just sick and--”
“What? I thought you liked and preferred monkeys?” Ranma’s eyes then widened in shock. “Oh Kami-sama, don’t tell me that you aren’t the ‘girl monkey’ type and would rather ‘hang around’ with your ninja monkey subordinates. I guess that would explain why you are always surrounded by them.” The monkey ninja around Monkey Fist and the robot looked up at him with their own wide-eyes and green faces.
The master of Tai Shing Pek Kwar glanced around at his followers. “Now look here, that woman down there is just spreading lies! You’ve been with me for a long time and never noticed anything weird.” At this, the monkeys nodded and put the thought out of their minds. Monkey Fist then looked down at Ranma. “Now, for embarrassing and insulting me in front of my monkey minions, you shall die!” After a momentary monkey laugh of insanity, Monkey Fist leapt off the roof and headed for Ranma and a still shocked Makoto.
Turning around, Ranma grabbed Makoto and sent some energy to her feet which caused the aquatransexual to rocket off several meters away before putting Makoto down. “Makoto, I think it might be a good idea to head home.” The younger girl could only nod dumbly as she took off running. Ranma then turned around in time to see some missiles heading her way. The missiles had a monkey face and tail on each. “Why’s it always damn monkeys?” She asked before sending off a few energy blasts from her hands and feet. The result of this was a cloud of dust and smoke that obscured Ranma’s vision. This would have proven fatal if she didn’t jump away in time to dodge a heavy punch. When the dust and smoke settled, Ranma watched as the monkey robot got into a crouch before leaping at high speeds. The raven-haired woman managed to form a green energy shield in front of her that took most of the impact, but she also found herself flying a few meters away and onto her back. ‘Damn it,’ she thought before her attention was brought back to the microwave in her arm. ‘If this thing gets damaged in any way, I’m going to kill that bastard, and it’ll be slow and painful.’ Quickly, she placed the thing into her weapons’ space for safety.
“Ha, it looks like you are on the defensive, Shego. This is why monkeys are at the top of it all, and humans are at the very bottom. The superior strength and skill is their forte.” His eyes widened when a giant blast of green energy plowed right into the robot and knocked it onto its back.
“Will you shut the hell up about all the monkey crap?!” Ranma growled out as the energy in her hands lashed around violently. “I’m getting tired of it, and I’m close to just ending your miserable excuse for a life to give me a little peace away from monkeys.” Rushing forward, Ranma attempted to puncture the robot’s main body with an energy fueled finger attack, but missed as the machine nimbly leapt away. The extended finger went on to hit the ground and resulted in a large explosion. Not wasting a moment, Ranma turned and followed after the robot. Both aquatransexual and monkey mech danced around each other’s attacks. Ranma was able to land more hits due to the machine’s size, and soon another energy attack sent it flying again. “And stay down!” Ranma yelled before taking control of her breathing. The victory was short lived as Monkey Fist got back up. His robot was scuffed up and cracked in a few places, but it was still working find. “How in the hell?”
“Like it, Shego? This mechanical robot was created by one of the best creators of mechanized objects in the world. There is none better than Mishima Heavy Industries, and with this, your doom is assured. It’s a shame I had to use such a brutish thing to do away with you though.” The monkey-loving villain stated with a frown. “Monkey minions, restrain her!” Out of nowhere, a group of monkey ninja appeared and grabbed hold of Ranma’s arms and legs. “Now this is where we end this, Shego.” Monkey Fist stated as he charged forth with a robotic fist extended forward.
‘Shit, this is really going to hurt.’ Ranma and Shego thought at the same time as Ranma closed her eyes to prepare for the punch. Instead of the feeling of a cold steal fist against her face, Ranma heard a slight clang sound. Opening her eyes, she noticed that she had actually been saved, and the one who saved her was that pink haired android from a few days ago that SHE had helped. ‘Huh, karma must be on my side today.’
“Nuku Nuku got here just in time!” The girl calling herself Nuku Nuku stated happily. “I couldn’t let someone get hurt because of a Mishima invention.” A pair of robotic ears popped out as the android girl rushed underneath the robot and grabbed hold of its tail. With a powerful yank, the monkey robot -- with Monkey Fist inside -- went sailing and crashed against the ground. Nuku Nuku then began repetedly slamming the robot against the ground for several moments until it was un-functional. She then leapt up into the air and came down with both feet on the center of the body. This created a large hole in the robot that severed several working circuits.
‘Not bad at all.’ Ranma thought to herself before glancing at the shocked ninja monkeys that were still holding her. With a growl, she used her strength to smack the heads of the ones holding her arms into each other. After that, she grabbed the others and tossed them against a wall before running up to the downed mech and the android girl. Her emerald eyes watched as Monkey Fist attempted to crawl away from the wreckage. ‘Oh, we really can’t have none of that.’ A smile came to her lips as she took her place in front of the scuffed up master of Tai Shing Pek Kwar and began to crack her knuckles. “Where do you think you’re going?”
‘What say we give him a deserving punishment for the stunt he pulled?’ Shego urged with an evil chuckle. ‘I think giving him something to making him think about what would happen if he ever crossed us again would be fitting.’
‘My thoughts exactly.’ Ranma answered back as she picked up Monkey Fist by his black gi. “I think I’m going to teach you a lesson that you will never forget.” A feral grin made itself known on her lips.
A whimper actually came out of the cornered villain. “Be gentle…”
Ranma gained a disgusted look. “And you call yourself a man and a martial artist.” She powered up her energy and prepared to let loose. “This is going to be so good for me mood.”
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“Don’t you think you went a little rough on him?” Nuku Nuku inquired curiously as she laid her eyes upon Monkey Fist. The man was completely battered, bruised, tied up, and hanging from a stop light. His monkey ninja were also battered, bruised, and tied up.
Ranma gave her a half-lidded stare. “After the trouble he’s given me, I think it’s rather light. I’m sure SOMEBODY will come by and help him down.” Ranma then extended a hand. “Thanks for the help back there. If you hadn’t did anything, I would have met an end.”
Instead of returning the shake, Nuku Nuku leapt forward and gave the aquatransexual a glomp. This had the effect of causing Ranma’s eye to twitch violently. “Nuku Nuku was glad to help! Anything from Mishima is bad, and I don’t like it.” The pink-haired android pointed to Ranma’s hands. “That glowing stuff coming out of your hands is so cool. How do you do it?”
“It’s a special ability of mine.” Ranma answered by making her power known. “I can actually do many different things with it.” After creating several different items and shapes, Nuku Nuku gave a joyous shout.
“I like you, can we be friends?!” The android asked hopefully with a catty grin. At Ranma’s reluctant nod, Nuku Nuku gave a shout of joy as she glomped onto Ranma again. The android stiffened as her robot ears popped out. “Trouble is coming! Let’s get out of here.” Grabbing Ranma by the arm, the android ran off to a nearby ally and peeked out from the corner. Her companion did the same thing, and they both watched as something resembling a fighter jet appeared in the sky and lowered down to the ground. Two women -- Ranma recognized them as the ones she helped Nuku Nuku against -- hopped out of it and glanced at the wreckage before turning their eyes to the tied up Monkey Fist. The woman with the short and blondish orange hair pulled out a phone and began to speak through it. Ranma didn’t know what they were saying, but she guessed that they were going to take the monkey-man into their custody.
‘Serves him right.’ The raven-haired aquatransexual thought before looking back at the android. “Hey, let’s get out of here before they see you. I’ve had enough problems for today, and I just want to get home and relax.” Her mind drifted off to the thought of taking a hot bath and finally returning back to male.
“Nuku Nuku needs to get back home to Papa-san and Ryunosuke as well.” A wide smile appeared after mentioning that. “We’re going to have yummy fish tonight!” She silently announced before turning around and running off. This left a blinking Ranma behind.
‘How the hell can an android eat?’
‘You’re asking this when you change from a teenage boy into a 23-year-old woman with access to energy abilities that have a nice greenish tint to them? Not to mention you have a voice constantly talking to you in the back of your head.’
‘Well, you can’t argue with that logic.’ Without another word, Ranma headed home to take that hot bath.
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Ranma yawned as he leaned back and allowed the hot water to sooth his muscles. He should never had tried to block that one punch from Monkey Fist. Because of that, his entire body felt sore all over. ‘If I ever come across a fighting robot again, it’s destroy first and taunt later.’ He thought as he rubbed his shoulder and winced slightly. ‘At least the hot water helps.’
‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen Monkey Fist so unraveled enough to rely on a technological weapon.’
Ranma chuckled. ‘I guess I just have that effect on people.’
‘No kidding,’ Shego responded, “there are many times in your mind where I wish I could strangle you.’
‘Yeah, I’m feeling the love here alright.’ Came Ranma’s dry reply as he scooted lower into the water. ‘Eh, whatever, I’m only interested in a nice long soak right now. Nothing can take me away from this.’ His hearing picked up the faint -- yet loud -- sound of someone knocking at his apartment door. ‘Sonuva--’ He growled out as he left the warm confines of the water and put a towel around his waist. Making his way towards the entrance door, Ranma could hear Masako’s voice on the other side. Cracking the door open a little, he peeked out. “What is it, Masako? I was in the middle of something important.” At least to him the nice hot bath was important.
“There’s something I need to talk to you about. May I come in?” Without really waiting for an answer, the blue-haired PE teacher walked on in. Glancing at her friend, a smirk quickly spread across her face. “I must say that you really do look like quite a specimen when you’re a boy.” Masako giggled at the red that appeared on Ranma’s cheeks as he grumbled a little. “Anyway, there’s something that just came up about the Martial Arts Rhythmic Gymnastics match that will be going on between Furinkan and St. Hebereke.”
“What happened?”
“Well, the entire Furinkan team is unable to compete due to being injured via pre-match ambushes and other accidents. In fact, three of the members were injured even more today due to a confrontation with the champion from St. Hebereke.” Ranma soon went over the scene of three mummified people confronting a lone raven-haired girl. That sure sounded like it fit the bill. “The three girls were rescued and taken to the Tendo Dojo where they found a couple replacements.”
“By any chance, would these replacements happen to be Kim and Akane?” At Masako’s nod, Ranma continued. “So what does this have to do with me, Masako?”
“Well,” Masako began as she scratched the back of her head, “It was unanimously decided by Furinkan that because of the skills ‘Sheila’ seems to possess, it would be a good idea for ‘her’ to help Kim Possible and Akane Tendo prepare for the upcoming match.”
“What?!” Ranma asked in annoyance. “Why do I have to play teacher to them outside of school? Kimmie could probably figure this stuff out in no time at all.” He frowned. “Besides, I have no clue how this Rhythmic Gymnastics works.”
Masako smiled. “Well, you’re in luck. I know the basics, and I can teach you how to do it quickly. You can then head over to the Tendo Dojo and help Kim and Akane.”
“Now way in hell am I going to do this.” Ranma growled back. He blinked when a few pictures were thrust into his face.
“Ranma, what are these?” Masako asked sweetly.
“Newer cosplay photos that you forced me into doing.”
“Riiiggghhhht,” Masako drawled out. “Now, how would you like it if our little Kim caught sight of these photos?”
“If you so much as show those photos to her or anyone else, I’ll--”
“Oh, Kasumi Tendo also has some copies, and if you don’t agree to this, she’d be more than happy to show them to Kim and Akane.” This caused Ranma to pause. He couldn’t bring himself to do anything to Kasumi.”
“Damn you, Masako.” Ranma finally stated before agreeing to help prepare Kim and Akane for the Rhythmic Gymnastics match. ‘I’m not going to wear a damn leotard.’
‘But you’d look so good in a green leotard.’ Shego snickered out.
‘Shut up.’
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“Well it seems that Kim is picking this up quickly enough.” Ryoga commented as he watched the redhead twirl a ribbon around in an almost professional manner. “Akane’s not doing so badly either.”
“Akane somehow tied herself up in a ribbon and got stuck in a hula hoop!” Ron stated in a matter-of-fact voice. This caused Ryoga to cough lightly into his fist as Akane glared in his direction. “I think it was a given that K.P. would manage to get the hang of this.”
Kim gave off a small shrug. “It’s no big. It seems that years of cheerleading practice has its advantages in preparing me for things like this.” Akane changed the glare into her direction as the thought ‘little miss show-off’ ran through her head.
“I never knew flashing your panties and waving pompoms around could prepare you for real life,” Ranma commented as she walked entered the dojo with Kasumi right behind her, “unless your career choice would be an exotic dancer. In which case, you are well on your way to perfection.” This caused Kim to fluster a little bit as she attempted to think up a snappy comeback. Akane, however, started to giggle at the redhead’s discomfort. “I also never knew that P-chan over there was well versed in such a thing as Rhythmic Gymnastics. He doesn’t strike you as the type to be interested in such things.”
Ryoga gave a quick flick of his wrist and sent a ribbon in his hand flying towards the raven-haired aquatransexual and narrowly missing her cheek. “I’d be careful if I were you, Sheila.” He put extra emphasis on the name. “That kind of cheek could be your downfall someday.” In his mind, he still felt that he needed to pay the boy turned woman back for that stunt she pulled with him and that purple-haired girl. “However, I have to get these girls ready for their match this week.”
“Which is why I’m here.” Ranma provided with her arms crossed. “Furinkan apparently thinks that I have the necessary skills to mold these two little girls into proper gymnasts.” Ranma then walked over to the gymnastic equipment and picked up a ball.
“Now wait just a minute!” Kim finally shouted out. “Why do I have to take lessons from you? Ryoga here has probably been doing a better job than you could do.”
“And everything doesn’t dwindle down to punching and kicking between the two.” Ron pointed out as Rufus nodded his head. “Also, he has that cool ability where he can turn into a pig with water.” Team Possible had witnessed Ryoga accidentally getting splashed with cold water earlier, and Ron thought it was kind of cool. It was a bummer that the lost boy changed with just a splash of water, but it was still cool. Of course, Ryoga didn’t think so and seemed to constantly get depressed about it.
Ranma tossed the ball in her hands towards Kim’s head, and the latter of the two had to duck the incoming sphere. “Well too bad, Princess. I’m now in charge of your training, and we’re going to be ready for this mockery of a martial art subject. If any of you lose, it’ll make me look bad and cause people to think I suck.” Her pride as a martial artist would not allow that. “Although,” Ranma began with a feral grin, “maybe P-chan and I can co-teach. Since he seems like such a professional, he can take up Akane Tendo’s training. You, on the other hand, are mine.” Ranma turned her attention to Ryoga. “What do you say, Hibiki?”
Kim’s shouts of annoyance fell on death ears as Ryoga smirked back at the boy turned woman. “Not bad, but I’ll do a better job at teaching than you could ever hope to manage.”
“Hey, I should get a say in this!” Kim announced with a pout.
“That’ll be the day you manage to find your way to a destination without getting lost.” Ranma supplied back.
“You’ll pay for that sooner or later.” Ryoga growled out.
“This isn’t any fair!” The redhead shouted out again.
Ranma’s attention finally focused onto the younger girl. “Well duh. If life were fair, we’d all be living a sickingly slaphappy life where everyone got what they wanted and trees grew everything that one could want. Luckily, we don’t live in that kind of world and I’m still your teacher. Now shut up and let’s get started before I ‘accidentally’ break your leg and stop you from competing.” This caused Ranma to pause and tap her chin. “You know, that would solve quite a few of my problems at the moment, and it would make things easier.” She shook her head. “Nah, too many witnesses around.” This statement caused everyone to sweat-drop and back away a few feet.
Ron turned to Rufus. “Shego seems a little more cranky than usual. Maybe its her time of the month?” Rufus could only give a small nod in agreement.
“I heard that, Stoppable!” Ranma growled out before crossing her arms and turning back to Kim. ‘Ok, so maybe I am on it. Kami-sama this feels so wrong.’
‘It could be worse,’ Shego began, ‘You could be stuck in female form until the time was up. Luckily, you’re not.’
‘Yeah, but the water temperature required to change me back currently needs to be hotter than normal.’ The thought caused her to frown. It had taken several minutes to get the water to be the right temperature when she took her bath. ‘This is going to be a sucky few days.’ Turning around, Ranma walked over to the wall of the dojo and sat down next to Ron and Kasumi, the later of which decided to stay and ‘make sure’ that Ranma continued to teach.
Kim glared at her. “I thought you were supposed to be teaching me.”
“I am, but I’m just making myself comfy. Besides, you seem to be doing quite well on your own, so there’s no need for me to become too active with this.” Ranma’s emerald eyes turned towards Kasumi. “So Kasumi-chan, have you tried out that new curry recipe that gave you?”
“I did, Sheila-chan, but it seemed to be a little too much on the bland side, so I ended up adding some spicing and peppers to it. That seamed to make it a little too hot though.” Kasumi finished with a slight frown. She figured that there had to be someway to get it just right.
Ron glanced at the two and spoke up. “Hey, are you two talking about cooking? I actually happen to be pretty good at it myself. Maybe I could help a little and figure out how to get the flavoring just right.” There may be many things that the blonde half of Team Possible had problems with, but cooking -- along with video games -- was not one of them.
“I didn’t know you could cook.” Ranma commented with wide eyes. She had actually figured that the blonde was clumsy with everything he tried. “Maybe you’re not just a bumbling sidekick after-all.”
As the three talked on about different forms of cooking, two people were actually mulling over the fact that they couldn’t cook. One of them was -- of course -- Akane Tendo who cursed under her breath about the fact as she tangled herself up in her ribbon for the umpteenth time. The other person was actually Kim Possible, The girl whose trademark was being able to do anything. The fact that Ron was a good cook was something that frustrated her. Now that she knew that her arch-nemesis could possibly cook just as well, she was feeling a tad bit inferior. Due to her mind being elsewhere, she ended up tripping over the hula hoop and falling onto her face.
“A graceful swan you are not, Kimmie.” Ranma mocked from the sidelines. “I think you are supposed to go through the hoop.”
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Ranma scratched her head as she glanced from Kim to Akane. The former of the two was leaping around and using each of the gymnastics items fluidly. The latter of the two was wrapped up in her ribbon and stuck inside the hula hoop. Even her hair was tangled within the hula hoop. ‘Feh, maybe I should just cut her hair and leave it short.’ She thought in annoyance before looking towards Ryoga. The lost boy was off to the side and bashing his head against the dojo wall and making dents in it. Ron and Rufus were attempting to release Akane from her confines. Finally, with a sigh, Ranma regarded the two girls. “Alright you two, I think we should call it a night. Both of you are making progress, but we WILL pick this up tomorrow with even greater force.” Turning around, she made her way out of the dojo and into the clear and cool night air. Without missing a beat, she leapt up onto the roof and laid down to watch the stars.
‘That Tendo girl has the grace of a rock with a five hundred pound weight strapped to it.’ Shego sighed out. ‘I don’t think she’d be ready for this in a million years.’
‘Well she’s going to be ready, even if it takes an all nighter tomorrow to do it.’ Ranma answered back with a look of determination. Turning her head, she noticed a silhouetted figure sneaking around on the roof. ‘I wonder who that would be prowling around.’ Ranma thought as she got up and made her way to the sneaking unknown. “Hey, what are you doing here?”
When the person turned around, Ranma was able to see that she was the girl from earlier today. She was wearing a black leotard and had a black rose held tightly in her mouth. In her hand was a relatively large mallet that would be enough to send anyone into a pre-mature sleep. “I am merely here to meet up with one of my opponents for the upcoming Rhythmic Gymnastics match.” She stated in a calm voice. “And who are you to be walking around--” The girl trailed off as she got a better look at the woman in front of her with the help of the light from the moon. “Wait, black hair, early 20’s, pale skin that has a slight greenish tint to it, emerald green eyes… you wouldn’t happen to be able to use any sort of power, would you?”
Ranma called forth her green energy into her hands. “You mean like this?” The answer she received was far from what she had expected. The younger girl had actually squealed like a little girl as her eyes sparkled.
“I was right! You are Shego, are you not?”
“Well, that is one of the names I go by, but I’m currently using Sheila Go. Why is that--” Her hands were suddenly grabbed by the mystery girl.
“Shego: Former member of the hero group Team Go who became a villain for hire and began working for the bumbling oaf, Dr. Drakken. I’m your biggest fan, Shego. You are smart, talented, witty, and everything I wish I could be!” The girl let go of Ranma’s hands and proceeded to bow. “I am Kodachi ‘The Black Rose’ Kuno of the illustrious House of Kuno, and I apologize for being ever so rude to you earlier.”
Ranma’s eyes widened at the girl’s name. ‘This is Kodachi Kuno? But she seems so sane and put together, unlike her brother and father.’ Raising a hand, Ranma shook her head. “Will you stop with the apologizing and bowing? There’s no need for it at all.” Kodachi nodded and quickly stood up. “So what EXACTLY are you doing here, Kuno-san?”
“Oh, there’s no need to be so formal with me, Shego-san. Please just call me Kodachi.” At Ranma’s nod, she continued. “Well, you see, I actually came here to meet up with one of my opponents and initiating a… fair fight before the match. It’s what I do with all my opponents, but many of them have the nerve to call it ‘ambushing’.”
Ranma tapped her chin. “So let me get this straight, Kodachi. Before the matches, you secretly meet up with your opponent to have a ‘fair’ fight with them before the official time and place?” Kodachi nodded. “And many of them are then put out of the running?” There was another quick nod. “Well now, I think I understand everything clearly. You,” Ranma pointed at Kodachi, “are merely testing your opponents out to see if they are worthy of your time. If they aren’t skillful enough or worthy enough to actually fight against you before the match, then they aren’t good enough to face you and win. Am I right about this?” This time Kodachi nodded vigorously. “You know what I think about all this, Kodachi?” Ranma crossed her arms and got a serious look on her face.
“W-- w-- what do you think about it, Shego-san?” The Black Rose asked nervously. The idea of her idol not approving of what she does would be enough to crush her spirit. She was then shocked when Ranma gave her a thumbs up and a wink.
“I think it’s a very well thought out and splendid plan. By doing this, you are teaching them to be on their guard and to be ready. If they aren’t good enough to survive your early encounters which happen just a few days before, then they wouldn’t be good enough to give you a great match during.” Her hand was grabbed again by Kodachi as the younger girl’s eyes sparkled with a vengeance.
“At least, someone finally understands my method of fighting people in matches! You don’t know how long I’ve wished for someone to finally figure out and realize the ingeniousness of it.” She wiped her eyes before continuing. “You don’t realize how many wannabe martial artists compete in these things. I joined the Martial Arts Rhythmic Gymnastics club to increase my superb abilities and test myself against other people. Sadly, a challenge only seems to come once in a great while.” A blush appeared on the younger girl’s face as she coughed into her fist. “Of course, I do sometimes cheat during the match.”
“Hey, it keeps them on their toes, doesn’t it?” Ranma asked with a smirk. She was actually starting to like this girl. Kodachi didn’t seem to be as crazy as the rest of her family, she had a talent for martial arts, she had slightly obscure methods for matches, and she did things her own way. ‘This girl doesn’t seem so bad.’
Kodachi smiled wide at her idol’s question. “You are so right, Shego-san.”
“Well,” Ranma began as she clapped her hands together. “I think I should get going and leave you to your ‘pre-match preparations’.” She was about to turn around when a black rose was tossed to her.
“Please accept a parting gift from your biggest fan, Shego-san.” Kodachi stated with a bow.
“Thanks,” Ranma said as she observed the rose in her hand. ‘Hmm… the girl has good taste in colors.’ She thought as she hopped away and left the girl to her own amusement. ‘Akane will probably be able to handle herself, so there’s no harm in this. If Kodachi were to go after Kimmie, then she’d be in big trouble.’
‘I just can’t believe that I’ve had a ‘big fan’.’ Shego answered back with a hint of disbelief in her voice. ‘I mean, I know I was well known and respected among villains, but to actually have a ‘fan’.’
‘Why anyone would want to be YOUR fan is behind me.’
‘Yeah, you’re ri-- HEY!’
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“How did it get so chilly so fast?” Ron asked as he tightened his jacket as he and Kim made their way through the gates of Furinkan. “Are you ok, buddy?” He asked as he picked up Rufus. The naked mole rat actually had a miniature sweater and hat on to keep warm. It was one of the downsides to being naturally hairless.
Rufus gave a quick nod. “Uh huh, yeah, cold.” He stated before jumping out of Ron’s hand and making his way towards the blonde’s pocket where he gave off a sigh of content.
“I just can’t believe that this place actually put Shego in charge of training me.” Kim stated with a frown. The redhead found herself feeling more frustrated that she ever had been after coming to Japan. Constantly being around an arch-nemesis who managed to get under your skin and confuse you at almost every moment WOULD frustrate you to know end.
“C’mon K.P.,” Ron said in an attempt to comfort his friend, “she doesn’t seem to be as bad as she used to be. Maybe if you just tried to talk to her, you could get along?” He received a raised eyebrow look.
“You’re only saying that because you, she, and Kasumi started talking about cooking and various recipes.” Kim actually felt a little betrayed at the thought of her best friend getting along with the enemy. She watched as Ron scratched the back of his head.
“I couldn’t help it, K.P. She didn’t act sarcastic or vicious when we were talking, and she kind of reminded me of Ranma.” His eyes became as wide as saucers. “Kim, what if Shego and Ranma are the same people? I mean, they act the same, look somewhat the same, and are both great martial artists. Also, we did see Ryoga change into a pig with cold water, so what if Shego drowned in the past, and then Ranma picked up a curse that turned him into Shego?” It was almost completely obvious, and he didn’t know how they could have missed something like that.
Kim stared at him for a moment before shaking her head. “I don’t think so, Ron. Shego and Ranma just act too differently to be the same people, and I doubt Shego’s memories and personality could also have been gained from a spring.” It couldn’t be right, because if it was, then she would have been deceived all this time. Her-- uh-- preference confusion would have also been created due to a joke. Was she really just a pawn in a sick game? No, it couldn’t be true.
Ron was about to comment further on the confrontation she and Shego had in China when Kim jumped out of the way while grabbing his arm. The blonde watched as a practice sword hit the area where his friend had been sitting a moment before, and he recognized the girl holding it. “Heeeeyyyy, aren’t you-- um-- that one girl with the ribbon who ambushed those three bandaged girls?”
Kodachi straightened up and frowned at the boy. “I was not the one who ambushed them, they ambushed me to try and ‘punish’ me for confronting each one of them the day before.” Kodachi then caught a better look at the boy. “You are that one boy from yesterday. Ron Stoppable, am I right?”
“Err… yeah, I am.” Ron actually wondered how she knew his name.
“I am not here for you, however.” Kodachi stated before turning her attention to Kim. “I am merely here to see my other opponent for the match, and I must say that she does have quick reflexes. Then again, I wouldn’t expect anything different from Kim Possible.”
A voice suddenly rang out in an angry fashion. “What the hell are you doing here?” The trio turned around to see an annoyed Akane Tendo glaring into Kodachi’s direction.
“Ohohohoho, I see that Akane Tendo still has the urge to fight. You weren’t bad at thwarting my attack last night, but you could have been better.” The younger Kuno sibling mentally winced at the punch she had actually received from the youngest Tendo daughter. ‘She has some monstrous strength behind her attacks.’
Akane’s face turned a little red in anger. “Why you little--”
“Kuno-san, I believe you should get going to your own school before you are late. We wouldn’t want you to get a record, right?” A voice said from behind Kodachi. Turning around slowly, Kodachi’s eyes widened at the sight of Ranma dressed as if she might be a teacher.
“S-- Shego-san, you work here as a teacher?”
“Actually, I’m a teacher’s aid, but I should be becoming a full teacher sometime next week or the week after.”
“I am sure you will make a fine teacher, Shego-san. There is no question about that.” Kodachi made a respectful bow. “You are right, though. I need to get going to my school before I am late. I bid you adieu.” With a slightly crazed laugh and a shower of black rose petals, Kodachi leapt off into the destination of her school. This left Akane to walk up to Ranma and give her an incredulous look.
“You know that psycho?”
“Yes, I know her. She’s my biggest fan: Kodachi ‘The Black Rose’ Kuno, and she’s not that bad of a person. She may have a few odd ideas, but that doesn’t mean she’s evil or anything.” Turning around, Ranma walked off into the school and left the trio who had shocked expressions upon their faces.
“That nut was a Kuno?” That was the thought that ran through Akane’s mind several times. ‘And Ranma thinks she’s a good person?’
Both Kim and Ron were shocked over the fact that ‘Shego’ had a ‘big fan’ who seemed to actually worship and listen to her. “Nerima is so weird.” Kim sighed out.
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That night -- while she and Ryoga were attempting to teach Akane and Kim, -- Ranma was pulled out of the dojo by her father. This, luckily, went un-noticed by anyone else. “Boy, I am telling you now to not worry about trying to find your mother with that address.” Genma whispered violently with a determined look.
“Why the hell do you care so much about me meeting my mom for the first time in years?” Her eyes narrowed as realization dawned. “There’s something you don’t want me to know. What is it, old man?”
Genma started to sweat. “Whatever do you mean, Ranma?” He was grabbed by the front of his gi.
“Spit it out, pops.” Ranma growled out as she used her other hand to summon her power. “I want to know the reason.”
“Well, when you were just a child, I wanted to take you on a training trip. Your mother, however, was completely against the whole thing. The blasted woman wanted to keep you all to herself, coddle you, and make you weak. Maybe it wasn’t one of my better ideas, but I decided to bring out a ‘seppuku contract’. The agreement was to take you and make you into a ‘man among men’, otherwise we’d have to commit seppuku. Maybe you don’t remember, but I had you do a little finger painting on a piece of paper.”
A memory suddenly flashed through Ranma’s head of ‘him’ with paint on ‘his’ hands and creating a handprint on a piece of paper. The area where ‘he’ placed it was told to ‘him’ by ‘his’ father. When ‘he’ showed it to ‘his’ mom, she looked positively shocked. As soon as the memory faded, Ranma pulled Genma a little closer. “Why the hell did you do something so stupid?” She demanded as her eyes seemed to glow.
A nervous chuckle was her response. “Well, boy, if it hadn’t been for Jusenkyou, the contract would have been filled. I mean, you seemed to be strong and capable enough as a man to me.” His face fell into a frown. “This curse of yours complicates things, and please, don’t tell Nodoka about this. Because of that contract, we’d be killed.” He sighed in relief when his offspring released him.
“Pops,” Ranma began with a hand to her temple, “do you honestly think -- after Jusenkyou -- that I will go through with something so stupid and allow my mom to kill me because of some half-assed contract that has the handprint of a young child on it? I am not blinded by pea-brained honor pacts or anything similar, and I strongly doubt that a mother would go through with killing their own child.”
“B-- but what if she does decide to go through with it? I don’t want to die. There’s so much more of life I haven’t experienced.”
“I wouldn’t consider lounging around on your pandafied ass and eating the Tendos out of house and home to be ‘much of a life’ in the first place.” Ranma deadpanned before waving a hand. “Pops, no matter how infuriatingly useless to society you can be, you are still my father, a martial arts sensei with years of experience, and the person I spent over 10 long as hell years with on the road. Do you honestly think I’d allow you to die because of something so stupid? Tortured, confined, and many other painful things maybe, but death is not one of them.” Shego began to gag out about ‘sappy moments’ and ‘soft hearts’.
Genma halted for a moment before tapping his chin. “You have a point there, Ranma. You wouldn’t let your dear old father down when his life is on the line. I truly have taught you the finer points in life, haven’t I?” He asked as he swelled up his chest.
“I wouldn’t consider stealing my food, tossing me into a pit of cats, various training accidents and generally giving me a hellish life to be the ‘finer points’ in life.” Ranma answered back with a half-lidded stare. “I learned the ‘finer points’ on my own, from other people, and after Jusenkyou. Still, you DID provide a proper martial arts sensei and a companion who was better than nobody.” That caused Genma to deflate as his pride took a beating.
“Oh the shame, for one’s own child to disrespect him. You go to all the trouble to teach them, raise them, and care for them. The next thing you know, they ruin your plans, ignore your ideals, and refuse to cooperate--” A kick knocked him into the Koi pond and turned him into a panda. The pandafied man began to let off a series of growls.
“Sorry, can’t understand a thing you’re saying.” Ranma said as she turned around and made her way back into the dojo. She made it in just in time to see Akane and Kim having a practice spar with each other. The former seemed to have made quite a bit of progress. She still seemed slightly slow and clumsy, but there was a definite improvement. All that abruptly ended when Akane tripped on a ball and started to fall forward. Figuring that the fall would be quite painful because of the way her foot was angled, Ranma rushed forward and stopped the youngest Tendo’s fall. Placing Akane back onto her feet, Ranma nodded to both of them. “I think you two might just be ready for the match. I think it would be a good idea if we were to stop for now so you two could get your rest before the match tomorrow.”
“Right,” both girls said before giving a bow to each other and preparing to turn in for the night. Ranma turned around and made her way to Ryoga and began to whisper to him.
“Akane really has made some progress, pig boy. I will say that you do know what you are doing.” She said casually in a somewhat lazy tone.
“Don’t call me pig boy, Ranma.” Ryoga growled out before calming down. “You probably couldn’t have done a better job. The only way your student is so good is because of her own talent.” The lost boy gave a small glance around. “Why don’t we settle this once and for all once everyone leaves the dojo? I still need to pay you back for that stunt you pulled on me with that purple-haired girl.”
Ranma gave him a cocky smirk. “Bring it on, P-chan. I’ll gladly hand your curly tail to you any time you want.” Her only answer as a fanged snarl before she went on the defensive.
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Ranma rubbed his chin as he and Akane met up with Kim and Ron on the way to St. Hebereke. ‘I forgot that Ryoga had so much monstrous strength. That punch to my chin still hurts like hell.’
‘It probably could have taken the head off of a lesser person.’ Shego stated before giving a bored yawn. ‘I’d actually like to see a fight between him and my older brother, Hego.’ Ranma blinked before smirking. That really would be an interesting battle, and the possible property damage would be amusing to watch.
“Say Ranma,” Kim asked as she turned to look at the boy, “where is Shego at?” With the sudden disappearance of Shego and appearance of Ranma, Kim was starting to second guess a few things that Ron brought to light yesterday.
Ranma felt like he was at a loss for words for a moment until he gave a shrug. “She mentioned that she still had things to buy for her apartment, and that as much fun as it would be to watch Kodachi wipe the floor with you, watching people in leotards twirling around ribbons, hula hoops, and other things were not interesting at all.” Shego provided something else for him to say. “And Tendo-san wanted me to go and watch over his daughter so that she wouldn’t get hurt.” Akane turned around and leveled a glare at him for insinuating that she wouldn’t be able to handle herself.
Kim stared at him for about a minute before feeling that the explanation was suitable… for now. ‘Could it be possible that Ron was right about Ranma and Shego?’ The thought was absurd, but after spending so much time in Nerima, absurd seemed to be the norm around the place.
It wasn’t too much longer until the group arrived at St. Hebereke School for Girls. Upon entering the front entryway, they came to a stop at the sight of Kodachi leaning against one of the windows with her arms crossed. “Well if it isn’t the team from Furinkan.” Her eyes seemed to almost linger on Ron for a moment before looking at Ranma. “And who might you be? You remind me a little of Shego-san for some reason.”
“Since you are Shego’s fan, you must have heard the story about her being sent into the past, correct?” At the girl’s nod, Ranma continued. “I am actually a descendent of her’s. She did manage to get back to the present, but you can imagine the meaning of what I am implying.” He raised his hand and allowed a green flame to appear and cause Kodachi’s eyes to widen. “I’m Ranma Saotome.”
Giving a quick nod in understanding, Kodachi turned to Akane and Kim. “Well seeing as there are two competitors from Furinkan, St. Hebereke will have two competitors as well. The match will -- in effect -- be a two-vs.-two match. May the best team win?” Holding out a hand, she gave a small smile. “May the best girl win?” Before anybody could shake hands, Ron pointed out something interesting.
“Hey, she has tacks between her fingers!” Akane grabbed Kodachi’s wrist and turned her hand over before giving a half-lidded stare to Kodachi.
“My, my, how ever did those get between my fingers?” She asked in a casual voice with a look of mock shock. “Carelessness really can mean the end for people, can’t it? You have quite the eye, Stoppable-kun.” Kodachi gave a smile to the blonde boy before turning around and leaving.
‘You have to admire that girl for her cunning.’ Shego chuckled out with a hint of amusement.
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It wasn’t too long before the Martial Arts Rhythmic Gymnastics match between Furinkan and St. Hebereke was underway. Akane and Kim were waiting for Kodachi and whoever else was her teammate to come on out to the ring. Ranma was standing on the floor outside of the ring while Ron was sitting in a chair just a little ways away with Rufus on his head. The naked mole rat was actually enjoying a small bag of chips.
“And now, the long awaited match between Furinkan and St. Hebereke has begun.” The announcer in the ring shouted into a microphone. “From our very own corner, the champions of the St. Hebereke team, Kodachi Kuno and Sariko Mochima!” Kodachi and Sariko -- a girl who was a couple of inches shorter than Kodachi and had long brown hair -- raised there arms in recognition of the cheering crowds. “And in this corner, from Furinkan High School, is the team of Akane Tendo and Kim Possible!” The crowd from Furinkan gave off a loud shout, and Tatewaki Kuno started yelling about ‘Overflowing beauty and strength’. “Now, will the champions please come to the center of the ring and shake hands?” Both teams walked to the center of the ring and held out their hands. Kodachi made them all look behind them before snapping a chain to Akane’s wrist. Looking at the chain, Akane, Kim, Ron, and Ranma could only sweat-drop.
“Ryoga, how did this happen to your perverted swine’s butt?” Akane growled out at seeing a certain piglet on the end of the chain. The tomboyish girl had mostly forgiven him for the incident of him sleeping with her in pig form, but she still thought of him as slightly perverted for it.
“Bweeeeee…” Ryoga whined out pitifully with an apologetic look in his eyes.
“Will the starting fighters please stay in the ring while the others wait on the sides?” The announcer asked. Akane and Kodachi glanced at each other before walking off to their corners while Kim and Sariko stayed. “The rules of the match today: No time limit, no bare-handed blows, the match ends when one contestant is knocked out, and if either contestant falls from the ring, she will be the immediate loser.” As soon as the rules were announced, the match was started. Kim started it off by tossing a hula hoop towards Sariko before following up by a snap of her ribbon. Sariko snatched the hoop out of the air and used it to block the ribbon strike. Tossing the hoop to the side, she rushed forward with a club and attempted to catch Kim.
Kim dodged to the side and flipped up onto the corner pole. Quickly, the teen hero jumped off and over Sariko and gave a snap of her ribbon. The ribbon caught Sariko in the back and sliced a line into her leotard. Not stopping there, Kim twirled the ribbon and snapped it towards her opponent’s leg. The end wrapped around Sariko’s leg and pulled her to the ground. Sariko glared at Kim as she quickly before standing up with a couple of clubs held in her hands.
While Kim and Sariko were fighting, Ranma was examining the chain that was attached to Akane’s wrist. “Are you sure you want me to try and take it off? Our little friend here could help you in a fight. The rules are no bare-hands or feet, and so anything else should be legal. I asked a judge and they agreed that the use of the pig would be alright since you’re not using your hands or feet.?” Ryoga squealed angrily at the thought of being used as a weapon. “Besides, using anything you got is one of the fundamentals of Anything Goes, right Akane?”
“He’ll hinder my movement, Ranma.” Akane stated with an annoyed frown. “Just hurry up and use that strange power of yours to get this pervert off of me.” She growled out. Ryoga gave a bwee in agreement before giving an annoyed one to Akane about being a pervert.
“Strange powers?” Ranma asked with a raised eyebrow. “Just for that I’m not going to help you until after the match.” With a dismissive wave, he went back to watching the match. “Just have our little piggy friend run around and trip Kodachi or something.” He said as he ignored the angry insult from the tomboyish girl.
Back at the match, it appeared as if Kim was dominating the match. Her opponent seemed to be getting frustrated over the fact that Kim was able to weave and dodge many of the attacks. Sariko had managed to get in a few ribbon strikes and a club strike to Kim’s shoulder, but it was minimal at best. Kodachi was aware of this and gave a small slap against the side of the ring. In response, a small mound appeared in the sheet of the mat. Nobody but Ranma noticed this, and because of that, Kim caught her food on it and fell to the mat. As she started to get up, she noticed that her ankle hurt. ‘How could I twist my ankle? And what did I trip over?’ She looked around but noticed that there was nothing on the ring to trip over.
“Tripping over your own feet. What a klutz.” Sariko taunted to the downed redhead before attempting another club strike. Kim leapt out of the way, but winced as she came down onto her foot. That was all the time Sariko needed to wrap the girl in a ribbon. “I think I win this match.” She said before giving a pull of the ribbon and tossing Kim into the air and out of the ring. In response, Kim grabbed the ribbon and gave her own pull and brought Sariko with her. Both of the girls landed out of the ring, and Ron and Ranma rushed over to the girl and helped her up.
“The competitors from Furinkan and St. Hebereke have both fallen out of the ring. This means that the next two fighters must now compete. The winner of this match will be the winner of the competition!” The referee shouted into her microphone as Akane -- with a piglet Ryoga -- and Kodachi stepped into the ring and stared at each other. When the referee announced for them to begin, Akane and Kodachi charged at each other.
From the sidelines, Ranma and Ron helped Kim over to a chair. Ranma then bent down and examined the girl’s ankle. This caused Kim to slightly blush, but she shook the feeling away. “I think your ankle might be sprained, Kim. After the match, we should take you to Dr. Tofu’s so he could have a look at it.” At the redhead’s reluctant nod, Ranma stood up and made his way over to the ring. He arrived just in time to see Akane dodge a club strike. The club she dodged also had spike poking out of it. “Hey, that club is spiked!” He shouted out. A club with hidden spikes went beyond craftiness and into the realms of dangerous. ‘This girl might need a small talking to.’ He thought with a frown.
‘I thought you said something about ‘anything goes’?’ Shego asked with a nonexistent smirk. ‘Sure it’s dangerous, but it wasn’t using her hand and feet.’
‘Hey, I still have my morals of right and wrong, even if they are slightly skewed.’ Ranma grumbled out before his eyes widened as a hula hoop sliced off the top of a post. ‘Now this is just getting nuts.’ He thought with a frown. He then smirked with ‘P-chan’ wrapped Kodachi’s feet up and Akane managed to get her in the side of the head. ‘Akane HAS gotten less clumsy at this.’ He then watched as she almost wrapped herself up in a ribbon. ‘Slightly less clumsy, actually.’ He sighed with a sweat-drop.
His attention was diverted when something sneezed under the cloth of the ring near him. “Damn it, don’t be loud. We have to be silent and wait for Kodachi’s signals so St. Hebereke can win this!” Another voice whispered loudly.
Ranma’s eyes narrowed. ‘So, there’s more than cheating from above. Crafty, but if Furinkan loses, it will make me look bad.’ Thinking about what to do, his eyes focused on Ron with Rufus on his head. ‘Oh, that is perfect.’ Ranma thought as he made his way over to Team Possible. “Hey Ron, can I borrow Rufus for a moment. I need use of a skill that only he can accomplish.”
Ron was reluctant for a moment before agreeing. “Ok, but don’t let Rufus get hurt.” The blonde boy said as he handed his little buddy over to Ranma’s open palm.
“Thanks, Ron.” Ranma said before turning around and heading over to the ring. “I have a mission that only you can handle, Rufus.”
“Huh?” The naked mole rat asked with his head tilted.
“You see, there are apparently a bunch of girls from the other team who are hiding under the mat, and with a right signal, will attempt to cheat so that St. Hebereke can win.” That caused Rufus to glare and growl at the thought.
“Cheaters.” He snapped.
“We can’t have that, can we?” The question caused Rufus to shake his head. When Ranma got to the ring, he kneeled down and put Rufus onto the floor. “Now, I think you know what you should do. I’m counting on you.
Rufus gave a tiny salute. “Right!” He shouted before slipping under the mat. A few moments later, several loud and blood curdling screams could be heard from under the matt.
“EEEEEK!” A loud screech was heard. “It’s a mutant rat!” “Help!” “Get us out of here!” “AARGH!” This also had the effect of causing the sheet of the ring’s floor to move around violently.
Akane narrowed her eyes before reaching down and pulling the sheet off of the ring. To everyone’s shock, the entire St. Hebereke team was underneath. Not caring they were found out, all of the girls ran away still screaming about ‘mutant rats’. This left Rufus all alone in the middle of the ring. He had an angry look on his face at being mistaken for a ‘mutant rat’. “Rufus,” Ranma said as he gave a ‘come here’ gesture. The little mole rat ran from the middle of the ring and ran up Ranma’s pant leg and onto his shoulder. “You did an excellent job, Rufus.” This caused the little creature to swell up in pride. “Now, let’s get you back to Ron.” Making his way over to Team Possible, Ranma handed the creature to Ron. “Thanks for letting me borrow him.” Ranma said before walking back to the ring.
“Alright Rufus!” Ron shouted as he raised a hand. “Who’s da naked mole rat hero?”
“Me!” Rufus shouted as Ron gave him a high five.
*Continued in next post*
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