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  Here is part A of  Chapter 6 Poison honor,I had to split it into 2 parts
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chapter for a few weeks as I'm off to Nine Mile Nuclear power plant for
their shutdown and maintenance cycle. (I'm a Senior Radiation Protection
Tech)  I still hope to write while gone but I can't guarantee it.
Poisoned Honor


A RANMA 1/2 FAN FICTION

BY WILLIAM O'HALLORAN AKA Nuki Mouse


Authors notes: This is a story based on characters owned and copy righted
by Takahashi Rumiko and VIZ Communications. I wrote this story for
entertainment purposes only and have not received any money for it, nor
will I attempt to. 

CHAPTER SIX: LATE AFTERNOON DEDUCTIONS 

Nodaka tried to run after the fleeing form of Ranma-chan as she fled down
the street. At 37, she knew she still had her trim athletic body from her
youth, due to her daily Aerobics and Kendo training, but still the younger
girl was substantially faster. At the end of the block Nodaka was surprised
to see Ranko turn nether left or right but ran straight ahead right at a
two story house <Oh My Kami! she so upset, she can't even see where's she
going!> Nodaka thought.

At the last moment Ranma seemed to almost levitate as she leapt up onto the
rooftop, legs spread wide and the kimono billowing up around her torso,
exposing her body from the waist down. This exposed her very shapely legs,
well rounded hips, and eye catching rear, covered by of all things, a pair
of men's boxer shorts. This was instantly noticed by a number of young kids
paying at the end of the street, who hooted up their comments at the girl.
The cries "Hey nice legs! Didn't your momma tell you not to show your
Undies? What's with the men's shorts? More! More! Slut!" echoed after the
retreating girl.

Nodaka watched Ranko jump from roof to roof, quickly vanishing in the
distance. <Men's underwear? Why would she be wearing them? Doesn't she know
her kimono would flare like that? Or is it some new kind of fad? > Nodaka
asked herself. <Maybe she did know, and just wanted to cover up her
panties? But why didn't she just wear pants instead, or her gym shorts?>
Nodaka thought. <Maybe she's an exhibitionist! But then she wouldn't be
wearing ANY underwear at all.> Nodaka thought with an evil grin. After a
moment however, Nodaka dispatched theses last two thoughts from her mind.
<Ranko may not be the most modest of girls, but she isn't a slut! She
blushes a even the slightest mention of sex around her!> Nodaka realized.

Nodaka walked back to her home and as she entered the doorway, her eyes
also focused onto the same photo that Ranma-chan had earlier noticed. <I
really should take that down, I can help but feel depressed whenever I look
at it.> Nodaka realized. <But I can't, that is the first family portrait of
us all together, just after I lost my weight gain. Ranma must have been,
what?, four mouths old?> she reminisced. A strong feeling of deja vue, as
intense as a electric shock, struck Nodaka and she could only just stand
there and stare at the photo, trying to figure out what was wrong. She was
staring not at the image of Ranma that she normally fixated on, but her OWN
image. <I look so young, my hair was just starting to darken, its still as
red as Ranko... HUH!> her thoughts broke off with a start, the hair on her
neck rose and a chill ran down her back as goose bumps covered her arms.
<I... Ranko...we look alike, we look like sisters, or more like twins, born
20 years apart! She even the same height I was before my last growth
spurt!>

The flustered, confused thought that ran through Nodaka mind just further
added to the sense of strangeness < She can't be related... I've only had
one child, I would KNOW if she was a niece! Could she be a cousin? Maybe
Hiro... No, she isn't old enough.> A sudden thought popped up into her
mind, <Dad? could he... ugh! Ranko is 17, mom was dying then, I just CAN'T
see him cheating on her....> Nodaka denied the thought. <But how else?
Ranko's a Tendo, and dad did know them, especially Soun.... Could Soun have
arranged rendezvous between dad and.... NO!> her mind slam shut that line
of thought, even though she knew it was the only one even remotely
possible.

Nodaka thoughts return to Ranko's panic-stricken appearance. < She look so
depressed, from the look of her eyes she must have been crying all day.>
Nodaka own eyes flitted by the family blades, then stop and shot back to
them. Her katana and the tachi were resting were they always did, but...
the tanto was missing. <OH NO! Could... could RANKO have taken it? Did she
steal it? Does she KNOW the history of that cursed knife?> Nodaka wondered.
That blade had killed many, both in battle and in seppuku, and this had
seem to seep into the very 'soul' the knife. Nodaka only handled it to oil
the blade, and never when she was depressed. It had away of seeming to
drawl the life right out of you, and there was a 'myth' that it drew
suicidal family member's to itself .

Nodaka paled as the blood drained from her face, the threads of thought; of
Ranko, the missing knife, and suicide, had swirled about in her mind and
sudden coalesce into one. <My kami! could Ranko be suicidal? Did the knife
draw her here?> Nodaka almost ran back out the door to search for her, but
knew that would be fruitless. She didn't know where to look, she didn't
even know where Ranko really lived, just that she spent a lot of time with
her cousins, the Tendo sisters. < I should... MUST call them! They'll know
where to search. I didn't stop her, I should of known, should of REALIZED
when I saw her!> Nodaka mentally accused herself. < If she is suicidal, If
she does try, and I don't do something...> Nodaka thought as she entered
the main room of her home and reached for the phone.

* * * * * * * * * * *

Cologne cleared her throat and glance around the table at the others. Ono
Toufo was still seated to her left with a look of detached calm, which
actually hid his bewilderment and patiently waited on Kasumi's return,
while Nabiki sat to her right, her eyes fixed unwavering on Cologne,
watching for any signs of deceit or deception in her. Kasumi, ever the
gracious hostess, had insisted on fixing afternoon tea before continuing.
This was not due to any naivet� or innocence on her part, but to her
judgment that they all needed a few minutes to calm their frazzled nerves
after Nabiki's and Cologne's confrontation.

The CRASH! of a dropped tea cup resounded from the kitchen, revealing that
Kasumi's nerves were as effected as the rest of them "Oh my!..." was heard,
quickly followed by "Would anyone like some cookies with their tea?"
Assured by the rest that tea only was fine, she returned to the table and
sat down next to her imouto but not before serving the tea. Cologne could
feel the three sets of eyes watching her and waiting for her to enlighten
them on Shampoo's recent activities.

<I could still just tell them... NO! If I am going to live with myself, and
redeem even a little of my honor and Shampoo's, It is time to tell all.>
Cologne realized.

"Last night I received a request for aid from an ally in the Juuban ward.
Once I located her, I found it was a fabrication to get me out of the
Neko-Hanten! I rushed back, only to fine my most secret drugs and lore
books missing! They're collectivly called the Forbidden Knowledge" Colognes
voice took on an ominous tone when she said the last. "They are only to be
used to in times of great crisis and then only to help the village or its
allies, never for personnel gain! If the other elders were to find out..."
Colognes trailed off as her voice momentarily failed and a single tear ran
down her face. 

" I guess I should start from the beginning' Cologne finally started
talking again. She shifted her weight forward in her seat, and lead on her
staff for support, both physical and psychological. "Shampoo, since the
moment I named her my heir, I molded her towards one goal, to be the
youngest, greatest elder, ever. It all started when son-in.... Ranma first
entered our village" Cologne momentarily stopped to take a sip of tea, and
noticed Nabiki's face cloud up in anger when she almost said 'son-in-law'. 

"Ranma-chan, when she beat Shampoo, it put her whole 'perfect' future in
jeopardy. It wasn't that Shampoo lost, but that it was to an outsider, and
that was a slight to her honor and status. It put her goal, MY goal, in
doubt and made Ranma an obstacle to her power bid." Cologne continued.
"OBSTACLES ARE FOR KILLING, I used to tell her as a child, meaning to stop
at nothing to fulfill our goal, I never thought she would take it to heart
so literally. When Shampoo gave Ranma the kiss-of-death, it was a shock to
the entire village! She wasn't doing it because of amazon law, that law
hadn't been used in over a hundred years, she was doing it only because she
loss face!" Cologne again stopped for a moment to collect her thoughts
before continuing.

"Then when she was defeated by the male Ranma, she could tell he was a
great warrior and wanted him. Maybe it was lust, or even a little 'love at
first sight', but mostly it was that he made a prefect amazon 'trophy
husband' and nothing more. It was not until Ranma transformed and declared
herself to be the female Ranma-chan as well that Shampoo had to stop,
because Ranma had a JUSENKYO spring curse! You see, our village has sworn a
blood oath to protect and help any springs' victims. Our oath even prevents
us from harming a victim, unless they harm or endanger the village FIRST,
and some of our laws and traditions like the Kiss-Of-Death, don't apply to
them. We are also honor bound to help them adapt to their new life if they
need or request it. Ranma's curse made him immune to the Kiss-Of -Death or
Marriage, and since his life was in Nermia, and he didn't want Shampoo in
it, her only choice was to return empty handed." Cologne informed them.

Nabiki chose this moment to speak up as she look at Cologne with disdained.
"If Ranma was off limits to Shampoo, and that none of your laws could be
used to force him to marry her, how could she come back and defy your so
called 'blood oath'! she demanded of Cologne, who just glaring back at her.
"Wouldn't that cause her to lose more 'FACE'? Nabiki finished as she almost
spat out the last word. "And what about Mousse, I wouldn't call your
treatment him as 'protecting' or 'aiding'! Wouldn't you be honor bound to
help Mousse marry Shampoo if he asked? 

"Being cursed doesn't mean a free ride or carte blanche to defile all our
laws or traditions, just some." Cologne shot back "It doesn't stop us from
imprisoning them for crimes against the village or banishment, but once a
cursed person leaves the village, no other pursuit or punishment is allowed
as long they don't further endanger us." Cologne informed them. 

"Please excuse me, I would I like to ask something too." Kasumi asked,
interrupting the two. Both Cologne and Nabiki broke from glowering at each
other and turn to look at her. Kasumi might seem shy, mild, or meek at
times but when she spoke, people DID listen. Kasumi could feel the three
pairs of eyes now watching HER, and blushed. "Its really not my place to
say..." She started to answer, as a sudden bout of shyness almost stops
her. "But if its true about the amazon's treatment of Jusenkyo victims, if
Shampoo received a curse, and then wanted Ranma to help her adapt, wouldn't
the village be honor bound to help her court Ranma if she requested it,
unless she endangered the village?" she simply asked. 

<Only Kasumi would call the hell Shampoo was putting Ranma through as
courting!> Nabiki thought <Not that he doesn't deserve it!> before asking
another question, this time to Kasumi. "Why would you think Shampoo getting
cursed would make any difference?" Nabiki asked her.

"DAMM!" Cologne exclaimed in amazement, interrupting any answer Kasumi
might of had. <Kami, she looks so sweet and angelic its easy to think she
doesn't have an ounce of brains... until she spots the one thing no one
else ever did.> She thought, as she shook her head. <I always thought that
Shampoo was just clumsy that day at Jusenkyo!> Cologne realized before
continuing. "Your right, Kasumi! It was the prefect loophole! If the help
required by two cursed victims run counter to each other, of course we
would support the needs of an amazon FIRST! Shampoo told the council she
needed a strong husband who understood being cursed, for her to adapt and
they determined that Shampoo's need outweighed Ranma's immunity. She even
fooled me..." Cologne realized. <She been scheming to flaunt amazon law
longer then even I realized. To be willing to curse herself to fulfill her
goals, her warped pride, selfishness and arrogance could have destroyed the
village!>." 

"By our own oath we had to help her, so it was decided that I would
accompany and aide her, as long she didn't endanger the village" Cologne
paused for a moment to collect her thoughts before continuing "I allowed
Mousse to stay with us because it was his desire not to be separated from
Shampoo, But I was damn if I was going to like it, so I made his life
miserable, without actually hurting him. So for the last 18 months I have
been the council's watchdog over Shampoo and Mousse, insuring they didn't
permanently harm Ranma or the rest of you, although I admit that my idea of
what was 'harmful' was lax and biased."

"So nice of you to admit that NOW!" Nabiki said sarcastically "So Shampoo
stole your potions, Its not the first time either of you tried to used them
on Ranma or Akane!

"These DRUGS made the simple potions Shampoo used before look like herbal
tea! Shampoo's actions were starting to be noticed by others and were
becoming a danger to the village. There have been at least 3 attempts seize
water samples from the springs and raids on the village itself could be
next." Cologne informed them. "Last week the council meet, and issued
Shampoo a ultimatum, giving her three choices; to return to the village
with or without Ranma, to stop all use of amazon lore or any other actions
that may further endanger the village, or be banished for 20 years and have
a Decree of Silence placed on her. But I can tell you this, If it wasn't
for her curse, she would be hauled back to the village long ago."

"A Decree of Silence? Is that similar to the pledge I made to you before
you agreed to teach me? Ono Toufu spoke up for the first time. " I had to
promise never to reveal the source of my training to anyone else, and only
train others who would use the skills wisely." He quickly explained to the
sisters.

"No, This is a blood oath, and a warning against talking about or using ANY
amazon lore, except to another amazon in private. To refuse or defy it
means death, even to a Jusenkyo victim" Cologne explained "Not only was
there the threat of 'Silence' but the elders disapproved of our methods to
win Ranma and informed Shampoo she could only bring Ranma back with her AS
LONG AS RANMA DECIDED VOLUNTARILY TO RETURN WITH HER." Cologne emphasizing
the last part in a loud commanding voice. "Due to her curse and the oath,
we couldn't force Shampoo to return, and the council declared Ranma
couldn't be forced either. Shampoo was given until today to make her
choice." Cologne looked around the table as her words sunk in. "Once I
returned and found her, the books, and the drugs missing, I searched but
could locate any of them, My next thought after that to warn Ranma and try
to intercept Shampoo. I was to late!" After finishing, Cologne slumped back
in her chair as guilty and remorse threaten to over take her.

"What was the drug Shampoo took?" Ono asked Cologne as he leaned forward
and retrieved one of the bottles (the jade green one) and started to
examine it.

Cologne snapped out of her funk and glanced widely around the table,
locating the other bottle. She picked up the white Soapstone bottle and
popped the stopper out and carefully sniffed then tasted the remaining
contents. "Yugh! yak!" as Cologne spat out the vile substance. "Just like I
thought, Bastards Seed and Passion, plus a touch of Martyr's Soul." Cologne
determined.

Nabiki gave Cologne a look that had her thoughts plainly written all over
her face. <I think the old bat has has lost her sanity! Bastards Seed?
Passion?> she thought. "What type of mumbo jumbo is that! I thought you
said these are DRUGS!" she demand of Cologne.

'Oh they are! the strongest! This actual blend is called Lovers Bane. Its
effect is that it the users would be compelled to have sex with each other
and results in a pregnancy almost every time, only during menstruation
would it fail. Shampoo must have realized it was the perfect way to compel
Ranma to marry her! His honor and the remorse that would fill him, would
demand that he support and raise his child." Cologne replied.

Kasumi eyed the bottle as if it was a poisonous snake and even slide
farther away from it. <Take it away! Its.... its evil!> She mentally
scream. "You would use THAT as a weapon?" she asked trying VERY hard to
keep her fear out of her voice as her mind refuse to accept its existence. 

Cologne slowly nodded her head yes "The ability to cause a pregnancy, an
unwanted bastard in an enemies family or to disrupt a blood tie between
their allies is a powerful weapon." Cologne acknowledge as the three woman
sat in a sad silence, thinking of its implications for Ranma and Shampoo. 

Kasumi felt the panic in her rising, as she realized Ranma wasn't
responsible for his actions, that it was the work of that evil drug! "Oh My
Kami! What of Ranma-chan! She's out there, somewhere, with THAT in her!"
Kasumi cried out in horror, as she suddenly comprehended the full scope of
the situation and her eyes finally broke away from the bottle to stare out
the window. "We have to find her!"

"Where would you suggest we look, Kasumi? Ranma could be anywhere!" Nabiki
asked in a sarcastic tone that did nothing to help the situation. "She MAY
be drugged, but that's not a white wash for all her actions!" Nabiki
continue. <At least not with ME!> 

It was Cologne, of all people, who placed a comforting arm aground the
distraught Kasumi and tried to calm her, as Ono hovered nearby, not quite
getting up the nerve to touch her once again. "She's in little danger of
anything happening to her" Cologne quietly told her in a soothing voice
"After an hour or so, this drug makes the victims extremely sleepy. I'm
surprised Ranma-chan stayed awake long enough to run away." Cologne said to
ease Kasumi's fears, "but where ever she is, she's sleeping NOW, and won't
wake until it wears off, other wise her virtue may be endangered." 

Ono felt like a coward as he watched the distress in his beloved and yet
could not force himself to touch her again. < I can FEEL Kasumi, her
emotions... her thoughts about THAT drug!> Ono realized, <but we're not
even touching this time... this isn't natural, I'm not psychic!> he knew. <
But... If I was, why don't I sense the others as well? I'm just as close to
Cologne as Kasumi right now and I don't sense her emotions. It must be the
Healing, our auras are now the same, that must be it....> Ono was afraid,
scared of what this meant. <3 hours ago this would have been my fondest
wish, but now I feel like I'm losing my identity, her emotions are mixing
with mine and my innermost thoughts are open to her.> Ono realized that it
wasn't Kasumi that he was afraid of, but the intimacy of their 'bond'. He
knew that the only way he would voluntarily reach out and 'touch' Kasumi,
would be if he fully accepted it. Ono came to an decision, and the only
surprising thing about it was that it actually took him almost a whole
second to decide. He slowly removed Colognes arm and cuddled Kasumi to his
chest, while trying to broadcast his feeling of love and reassurance to
her. Kasumi for her part, quickly buried her head onto Ono's chest and
could read his emotions and took strength from them and accepted their new
bond as well. 

After a moment, Kasumi sudden broke their embrace, as she tightly clasped
her hands together in front of herand blush a bright pink. She glanced
across to her sister who was intensely watching the interaction like a cat
watching a canary. She quickly looked away, not wanting to answer the
question of 'What the hell is going on?' written all over Nabiki's face.
She stole a look back at Cologne, who gave her a sad knowing smile and
reached out to hold her hands, while also watching the interaction between
her and Ono. Kasumi felt like she was under a microscope and was now
blushing so deeply even her hands turned red. 

It was Ono who came to both of their rescue and broke the silent
inquisitive mood "Well, its a good thing Shampoo is also still a virgin,
otherwise Ranma might be a father!" he announced in a load voice to
distract the two inquisitive meddlers away from their examination of Him
and Kasumi, as he dapped a drop of the potion from the jade bottle on to
his finger and made a big show of closely examining its color and
viscosity.

The Nabiki and Cologne turn to stare at the Doctor as if he now had a loose
screw, and he now found out what it felt like to be under a microscope. 

"After what we saw this morning, Shampoo is most definitely not a virgin!
Just ask Kasumi" Nabiki snapped back at Ono in ire. "The blood from her
ruptured hymen was all over them! " she continued after a moment as she
waited for Kasumi to confirm her statement.

"Ranma maybe strong willed, but even he could give but token resistance to
this drug!" Cologne sneered at Ono's ignorance. "His 'body' would complete
any sexual advance, no matter what his 'will' wanted." 

Kasumi thought back in confusion to the morning events and also to her
rapport with Shampoo during the healing and suddenly she knew Ono was
right. "No, Ono's correct, he... um I... WE could sense it while we healed
Shampoo. I 'saw' her thoughts and emotions, she still is a virgin. I don't
know were the blood came from, but SHE knew that she had failed and was
still pure."

"I guess Me and Akane are lucky that the hentai bastard wasn't any more
successful with us than he was with Shampoo." Nabiki couldn't resist saying
as her face now turned red, not in embarrassment, but in anger at Ranma.
"If the pervert had to be failure at something, I'm glad it was as a
rapist!

"Although Ranma might have like to rape you, he wouldn't actually have done
it.' Cologne assured Nabiki. "The drug has a component in it called
Martyr's Soul. It would have kicked in and filled him with an unbearable
remorse if he tried to force himself on a unwilling or un-drugged partner."
<Or tried to renounce or abort the baby afterwards> Cologne silently added
to herself, because she knew THIS drug would also plant a overwhelming
revulsion against THAT. "Its another fail safe, like the sleeping agent in
the 'Passion', making it a precision weapon and insuring its use doesn't
result in widespread rape." Cologne further informed Nabiki <We have
other... um, DRUGS... for that....> Cologne secretly knew.

"I don't know anything about your stupid 'fail safes' but it wasn't
stopping that Baka rapist at all! Ranma attacked first ME, then AKANE! Even
changing sex didn't phase her, she still was molesting Akane, and I can
assure you nether one of us was 'WILLING'! I HAD TO PHYSICALLY DRAG THE
BITCH OFF OF HER!" Nabiki shot back at Cologne in anger as she rose from
her chair, placing both hands flat on the table and lean menacingly over
the elder.

"And how do you think a scrawny under trained girl like you managed THAT?"
Cologne answered Nabiki as she tried to keep her temper under control.
Cologne leaned back to stare directly into Nabiki's face, while waving her
staff from side to side in front the girl, with an almost hypnotic
snakelike effect, like a cobra. Nabiki's eyes followed the 'head' of the
staff and the anger in her seemed to melt away. Suddenly the staff jabbed
forward and struck the girl squarely in the chest, knocking Nabiki back and
she fell with a loud "OMPH!" back down into her chair. < Its going to be
YEARS before you out maneuver Me again, fledgling!> Cologne thought with a
twinkle in her eyes.

"All the strong amazon drugs have certain 'fail safes' and 'side effects'"
Cologne continued. "This one is also a depressant, and it suppresses
certain violent emotions like anger or rage, while boosting others like
passion and lust, making the victim unlikely to fight back and more
'compliant' and 'eager' to any sexual advances. It has the further side
effect of disrupting chi flow and coordination, making the victim even more
'manageable'. Cologne explained. 

Cologne could see that Nabiki was still showing what she believed to be an
unreasonable anger at Ranma. "Nabiki, you must understand that under the
influence of this 'Potion', Ranma was not responsible for his actions, even
if he did realized what he was doing, which I doubt, he wouldn't be able to
stop himself."

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT!" Nabiki cried out in fury.
"YOU'RE NOT THE ONE HE GLOMBED ON, YOU DIDN'T HAVE HIM REJECT YOU FOR
ANOTHER!" She finished screaming out, then clasped her hands tightly over
her mouth, her eyes going wide in surprise and her face blanching so white
she looked like a ghost as she realized what she had just said. <OhMyKami!>
she thought in a rush, as the suppressed memory of her soul rendering
revelations from earlier resurfaced from her subconscious. <I... I GUESS
Colonge is right... Ranma isn't responsible, and my... um... ANGER is not
AT Ranma but at my life..." Nabiki's thoughts broke off as tears welled up
in her eyes threaten to cascaded down her face and she managed to stutter
out "I-I g-guess it w-w-wasn't Ranma's A-ATTACK... th-that I was sso
m-m-made at....>

Suddenly the kitchen phone rang, interrupting Nabiki's emotion charged
revelation, and Kasumi quickly rose to her feet to answer it, but not
before stopping to wipe the tears from Nabiki's face and give her sister a
quick hug. Even though the contact was fleeting, Kasumi could instantly
FEEL the entire emotional turmoil and deep loneliness inside Nabiki, and
she managed to bring forth happier memories of Nabiki's friends, both male
and female, to 'prove' she wasn't alone. Again the sound of the phone rang
out and Kasumi broke off the embrace, thinking <If this is just another
phone solicitor, I may just have to have um... words... with THEM!> 

"Moshi Moshi" echoed out of the kitchen in a falsely cheerful voice as
Kasumi tried not to advertise her family's 'troubles' to others. "Nodaka?
Have you seen Ranma! ...What's that, a thief? ... It wasn't Ranma? .... Oh,
Ranko! She visited you... ...Why yes she was here... ...No... I'm not
sure.... ...Crying! but she not the type... ....No I don't think Ranma
upset her... ...She took your WHAT! ...SUICIDAL! ....Yes we'll look for
right away! Bye!" Kasumi hung up the phone and hurried back to the main
room.

"That was Nodaka! Ranma was at her house as Ranko! She not asleep, but
AWAKE! Nodaka was very upset, It seems that Ranma stole a family heirloom,
a tanto used for seppuku! Nodaka's afraid that Ranma might be suicidal!" A
worried Kasumi related the other half of the phone call to them. <Oh my...
OH MY!> Kasumi thought as she remembered Ranma-chan's last words to her as
she fled the Tendo home < *I KNOW WHAT NEEDS TA BE DONE, AND I'LL DO THE
RIGHT THING!* > 

Ono felt a stab of pain as he heard the fearful tone and saw dread in
Kasumi's voice. <My poor angel!> He thought. "We at least have a starting
point! I can call a cab! No, I can RENT a car! I can..." He broke off as he
realized he was babbling and he tried to regain his composure. He reached
up and rubbed his hand across her face as he tried to think just what the
best course of action would be. Some of the amazon potion was still coating
his finger and he accidentally tasted it. "Yegh Achhk Ughh!" Ono suddenly
vocalized loudly, as his face contorted like he had bitten into a sour lime
at the taste and spat it out.


"I assume it must be a little on the bitter side" Nabiki commented Ono
antics, as she regained her emotional center and visually composed herself
before turning to address her sister. "Look Kasumi, Ranma may be a lot of
things, but suicidal isn't one of them!" she tried to reassure her sister
as her anger AT Ranma finally died.


"BITTER?" Ono exclaimed back to Nabiki as he wiped a napkin across his lips
to remove any remanding residue. "It's SWEET, like it has pure honey in it,
only ten times stronger! Ono stated with some emphasis as he now continued
using the napkin to clean his hand off.

Colonge jumped to her feet as if something had bite her, and her staff
clattered forgotten to the ground. She seized the bottle from in front of
Ono and sniffed the contents. <NO! SHE WOULDN'T! Its has to be the same
potion! the only SWEET drug.... even she wouldn't be that reckless!>
Cologne sampled the potion from the green jade bottle herself, and although
she could taste the 'Lover's Bane' in it, there was a fourth added
ingredient. Her eyes bulged wide in shock, and there was a load CLUNK! as
the bottle fell from her listless hand to the floor below.

"WE MUST FIND RANMA-CHAN RIGHT NOW!" Cologne yelled as it was now HER turn
to blanch white as a sheet and she started to rush for the door...


  Here is part b of  Chapter 6 Poison honor,I had to split it into 2 parts
to send it. For previous chapters see my webpage at
http://www.nukimouse.homestead.com/MyStories.html   
Poisoned Honor


CHAPTER SIX: LATE AFTERNOON DEDUCTIONS

 Part B 

Nodaka tried to run after the fleeing form of Ranma-chan as she fled down
the street. At 

Nodaka had finished the phone call to Tendo home and felt only slightly
relieved at its out come. While she had informed Ranko's family of her
strange visit, something about the call didn't ring true. < When Kasumi
answered the phone, I could tell there was something wrong, she was...
apprehensive or worried.> Nodaka noticed. <When I called, the first thing
Kasumi asked ME was if I seen Ranma!> she realized. <Kasumi, she knows I
haven't seen Ranma in almost 12 years, that I.... I failed him, somehow.
Why else is he gone every time I visit?> Nodaka mentally asked herself <I
thought I saw him once.... when that jet of water swept me up into the air,
right before I passed out, I thought it was Ranma.... he looked so brave,
so strong!>

The loneliness and despondency that had been an ongoing foe for the last 12
years welled up and attempted to fill Nodaka with despair, sapping away her
energy, and she all but collapsed into a nearby sofa, burying her face in
her hands in grief. <I have failed him! All I every wanted was a strong
son...> she thought as tears ran down her face and wetted her hands. <I can
tell, there's something wrong! When I told Kasumi about Ranko visit...
Kasumi almost seemed like she expected IT... I hope I was wrong! I feel a
connection to Ranko somehow, I... hope she not suicidal.> as her thoughts
return to Ranko's 'visit'. < I should do something! I need to do more! If
she kills herself, I'll be partly responsible, I could of, SHOULD OF,
stopped her. I wish I knew... she looks so like me...> 

Nodaka forced herself to raise her head up and she looked once more at the
photo across the room, if only to verify the likeness. <She could be the
daughter I always wanted... I wanted...> Nodaka thought. <Ranko, she's
really an orphan.> Nodaka remembered as she recalled the tragic story that
Kasumi had secretly told her. That of Ranko's parents dying in an acident
while she was still an infant. <No wonder she so sad and confused, a girl
that age NEEDS her mother...> Nodaka realize. <I know Kasumi would try her
best, but she's already "mother" to her sisters.> She rationalized to
herself. < if Ranko really is a cousin or maybe even a... a STEP sister of
mine... Maybe I can be her 'mother'>This brought fresh tears to her eyes.
Nodaka knew that the greatest disappointment in her life was her
infertility, that she loved children and had wanted a large family. For
years she blamed Genma, that he wasn't man enough to give her more
children.

She found fault in everything he did, he was dishonest, he was weak, he had
no morals, no integrity.... She had transferred her own frustrations to
him, that HE wasn't MANLY enough to give her more kids. Then that final
fight, after the doctor told them SHE was infertile. <Genma said it was
useless to wait any longer, that there will be no more children, and that I
was the failure, not HIM! He took out six years of aggravation on me, and
informed me that he was leaving and taking Ranma with him! I couldn't stop
him... but at least I got his promise to raise Ranma to be a man among men,
unlike his father...> Nodaka bitterly thought as she felt depression and
loneliness that had been her constant enemies since that day threaten to
rise up and overwhelm her again.

<I need to get up! I need to do something!> Nodaka mentally ordered and
forced herself up off the sofa. After years of empty existence, she had
finally taken control of her life. In the first few years Ranma was gone,
she let herself go to hell, the only thing she had to live for was her
belief in Ranma's eventual return and the occasional letter from him and
Genma. Her friends finally convinced her to seek help, to see a
psychiatrist. It took over two years of therapy for her to overcome her
depression and start putting her life together again. She resumed her
martial arts training again, along with running and aerobics, and regained
her lost form and figure, and she tried to fill her days with activities.
First as a solution to her loneliness, but then because of her re-found
love of children, she had become the neighborhood resident babysitter and
surrogate mother, watching the local children in her own home. 

She look over at the bookshelf in the corner, filled with story books,
toys, mangas, and tankouban volumes, all 'donated' by her various
'regulars' over the years. <Whenever I start to feel depressed I just has
to remember what I have NOW.> She told herself. Noticing several books
scattered on the floor she started to straighten up the corner <That
Rei-chan, she never puts them away!> Nodaka smiled to herself, thinking of
the young girl whom she last sat for. She picked up one of the tankouban
volumes and glanced at the cover. <OH! She reading THAT one> Nodaka
thought. She did have a secret vice and that was for the various shoujo and
shounen mangas and tankouban she kept 'just for the children', and the one
she held was one of her favorites. <The premise of some of these are so
crazy, I wonder how anyone ever dreams them up!>

She flipped through the pages of the book, smiling at the humorous
illustrations <This one always makes me laugh, with all the troubles
Futaba-kun gets him or HER-self into! I can just imagine his dilemma at
keeping his dual genders hidden for everyone! All the times he almost gets
caught, when he changes sex in class, or wears the wrong underwear...> she
thought as she found herself looking at an absurd panel showing a very
pretty and sexy young female Futaba-chan with her skirt bellowed up around
her waist, to show she was wearing her male body's boxer shorts. 

<Now what does this remind me of?> Nodaka thought. < Of course! Ranko in
HER shorts! she could fit right in! she's even cuter and sexier than
Futaba-chan!> Nodaka closed the book, her mood serious again as she thought
of the troubled girl that had her so worried. <WHAT the h...!> Nodaka
mentally exclaimed as a truly absurd thought entered her mind <Ranko and
Futaba? Ranko and... ...RANMA?

* * * * * * * * * *

Ranma was tried, sore, and bewildered, as she fled from her mother, or more
precisely, the vision of her mother NUDE. <I can't believe it... My own
mom, I can't live like this... I can't be like this...> and was trying to
retrace her route back to Nermia. She finally reached the Tokyo #5
expressway and in the shade of a dry culvert, she rested her body for the
first time in hours, but could not rest her mind.

Ranma thought back in remorse to the night before, when he asked Akane to
accompany him to a movie, on what was really an impromptu date to formally
propose to her. When she tried to decline, he just said 'Oh, that's ok.
I'll just ask Shampoo if she...' and got about that far before Akane
suddenly remembered she WAS free to go. <I had it all plan out... My best
clothes, flowers, I even let her pick the movie...> she recalled <Akane
picked a sappy 'date' movie just like I hoped! The perfect mood setter, I
even p-p-put my arm around her> Ranma-chan thought with a shutter as her
current passions for her fiancee again rose up at this memory. <NO! Its
wrong, I can't...!> she told herself, before continuing. <I remember how
she looked in her light blue blouse and matchin' skirt, she even placed
some of the flowers in her hair. After the movie we stopped at the bridge,
OUR bridge, and watched the moonlight shimmer off the water. She looked so
beautiful in the moonlight... She turn ta me and asked if their was a
special reason why I asked her out, and I... choked. I was so dumbstruck
with her beauty, I couldn't say it, just 4 simple words, 'WILL... YOU...
MARRY... ME', or even show her the ring Nabiki helped me obtain. Then,
after an awkward pause, while I just stond there and STARED at her, she
asked me what I thought of the movie. I just HAD ta say it! I couldn't help
it... 'I guess it was ok for a CHICK FLICK...' > Ranma bitterly recalled
her answer. <The next thing I remember is her yelling at me for being an
uncaring, insensitive jerk, and then storming off before I could even start
to apologize. By the time she cooled off, we were back at dojo and then it
was too late ta a-ask her... to late f-f-forever... > Ranma told her self
as she fought back her tears.

<AKANE! I love you! I want YOU! I... UGH! DAMM!> Ranma cursed herself as
her mind returned to her fiancee. <WHY DO YOU PLAGUE ME SO, YOU VILE
THOUGHTS.... Damm it! Now I'm soundin' like KUNO!> she told her inner
voice. Ranma mind was actually clearing slightly as the harsh potion in her
system was finally, but slowly, starting to wear off. The extreme waves of
lust and passion were diminishing but the desire to seek out Akane was
still strong. <I could just go and talk ta her, finish sayin' what I
couldn't last night, tell'er... No, its best this way. S-S-She'll never see
me but as her rapist. I let her down> Ranma realized as her thoughts became
more coherent. <Let her down! I BETRAYED HER! Shampoo... then Nabiki, THEN
YOU!> Ranma condemned herself. "OH PLEASE FORGIVE ME AKANE" She yelled at
the top of her lungs, echoing her cries made hours before. 



<She can't forgive me, no one can. What I did can't be forgiven, I failed.
Failed her, failed mom, failed ME. I deserve ta die> Ranma thought as she
felt the bulged of the tanto tucked in her sash. < I should do it now,
right here... before I fail again...> Ranma painful knelt on the hard
corrugated metal of the culvert and pulled out the knife, she raised her
eyes and took one last look at the world she was leaving and saw a
beautiful... bag of garbage and an old flat tire. Some were in some corner
of Ranma's mind a small voice spoke out <I don't want ta die HERE with the
trash.... (but I am trash...) No, the bridge, our bridge, were I first
realized how cute she was, where I wanted ta propose ta her...> and she
placed the knife back and rose to her feet.

Ranma followed the roadway north and located the very same canal underpass
that she used earlier. The sun was low in the sky and shining through the
tunnel like underpass, casting long impenetrable black shadows from the
numerous support beams. Walking along the canal bank under the massive
expressway, heading west back into Nermia, Ranma-chan was half blinded by
the intense glare from the sunlight shining in from the far end and
suddenly realized how alone she was. <This is not a good place> her mind
yelled at her as something set of her battle instincts.

She almost turned around and fled back the other way, but some sense of
movement in the shadows behind her stopped her. She walked on, not daring
to run and tried to keep clear of the shadows. <I don't wanta fight, I just
wanta get though here> Ranko thought. The hair on the back of her neck
suddenly stiffened and she could feel unseen eyes on her, undressing her
and she crossed arms protectively over her bosom. <Someone's watchin' me!
It feels like I'm naked, they're stalkin' me, they WANT me...>and to her
horror a part of her mind wanted to oblige them.

The silhouette of a large MALE body stepped clear of the shadows in front
of her, and only his outline was visible "Hey Sugar, lookin' for some FUN?"
A voice called out to her.

<I can't get out of here without a fight! They think I'ma weak girl...>
Ranma-chan realized, and a slight smile graced her lips as she thought of
the beating she would inflict. She sidestep her opponent so the sun was no
longer in her eyes, almost tripping over her own feet, and got her first
good look at him. He was both taller and at least 15 kilos heavier then her
male form, and was clad in a parody of a black school jacket festoon with a
skull and crossbones emblem. His face was wide with a jutting chin, and a
wide 8 cm. long scar graced his temple above the right eye. His hair was
dyed white making him look like an old man, although Ranma could tell he
was only a couple years older than herself. He smiled at her and she could
smell the sake on his breath. <A Yanki!> she thought.

"Oh, baby wants ta play a little first." He grinned at her and closed the
distance, reaching out to grab her. 

Ranma didn't wait for him to touch her but tried to strike out with a combo
chop and kick at the man's exposed side. Nether blow landed as he twisted
away and landed a counterblow to her own side. Ranma gasp in pain as the
blow staggered her and she tried to call on her special attack. "Kach�
Tenshin Amaguriken" she yelled as she threw herself at him. The moved
shocked the Yanki, and he dodge out of her path as her wildly flailing fist
failed to hit anything. she tried to stop, but her opponent added a shove
to her back and she stumbled head first into a pillar. A panting Ranma laid
against the pillar and spun around to face the approaching yanki 

"Hey Sugar, I gotcha NUTS right here! Lets put'em with yer CHEST and make
our own FIRE!" he taunted her while vulgarly gripping his groin. 

<W-W-Whats wrong with ME! I can't concentrate, my coordination gone> Ranma
raised her hands and tried to throw a chi attack, she felt a momentary
warmth in hands but nothing more <No! This can't happen!> and again she
tried to gather her chi as she flung her hands out in a throwing motion.

"Whoa ha ha!" The man laughed at her. "Whatcha think ya are, a magic girl
or sumthin! Oh I'm so scared now, she gonna throw a lightin' bolt at me!"
He mocked her.


Ranma-chan tried to focus her mind and watched the over confidant man
approach her again. As he reached out she somehow managed to knock his hand
away and tried to land a uppercut to his jaw. As his head rocked back and
out of the way, she did landed a blow to his ribs and felt something snap.
<I still have MY strength, but I can't 'focus' enough ta fight good or used
my chi, I just wanna lay down a curl up ina ball.> she realized as she
staggered to another pillar for support <I can't fight like this> she
though and something in her actually wanted the Yanki to 'win'.

"WHY YOU BITCH!" Her opponent cried out at her, as he gripped his rib cage
"Hey Kosuke, Hitoshi, I need a some help ova here! he gasped out in pain as
he staggered in her direction.

"What's wrong Genji, is she too much woman for ya" a voice called out from
behind a pillar, and a second Yanki, even larger than the first stepped out
from the shadows.

<Great, there is three of them!> she thought but somehow couldn't decide if
this was good or bad. While she looked around for the third Yanki, Ranma
accessed her chances of escape and found them approaching zero and knew
that she had one special move that she still might be able to do, even now.
"Saotome Ry� �gi" she yelled out and ran for the sunlit end as fast as she
could.

She could hear the new Yanki pursuing behind her and knew there was no way
he could match her speed. just 30 meters to go and she'll be safe! 25
meters... 20 meters...

Suddenly the third Yanki, the one she hadn't seen yet, was in front of her,
blocking the path. She tried to dodge around him only to be given a blow to
her head from a empty sake bottle he held and she fell like a ton of bricks
and laid dazed on the ground.

Within seconds the first of them was on top of her and she could feel him
grasp the collar of her haori, pulling it down, and her listless arms bent
back as the coat was all but ripped from her body. He next reached up under
her kimono and grabbed her underwear, yanking them down around her ankles

"Looks like a kinky one here! She likes men's underwear, I wonder what else
she likes!" her assailant exclaimed as he roll her over and loosen the sash
around her waist, while savagely groping at her chest.

"Ya gotta see these tits! she's a dammed 'd' cup if I ever saw one!' he
yelled as he climbed on top of her.

<This ain't happenin'! I'ma guy...> Ranma-chan tried to cry out, to fight
back, but she couldn't move or resist. she laid there still dazed from the
blow, and part of her thought she was getting her just punishment. She
could feel his hands touching her, rubbing her, caressing her in ways that
Ranma couldn't ignore. Suddenly her body began to respond, and a sight moan
escaped her lips.

< This ain't... I mustn't...> one part of her mind still continued, as
another part thought <My poor Akane! I KNOW how you felt! I'll feel dirty,
I'll never be clean again. Oh Kami, I wish this was just a nightmare> but
her torment was only beginning. Ranma-chan tried to deaden herself to the
feelings in her body, to resist, but the drugs in her body were still too
strong, and the feelings of passion and desire welled up in her. She tried,
but couldn't stop her body from taking a more 'active' role in her rape.
The true horror of it was that her MIND was mostly unaffected, and knew
exactly what was happening to the rest of her body. As she found her legs
spreading on their own and her back arching, but she couldn't look her
rapist in the face, and she found herself, of all things, staring up at the
ceiling above her and counting the number of steel beams holding it up the
roadway, anything to ignore what was about to happen to her.

THE END OF PART SIX.

Author's Note: a tankouban is a bound volume of a single manga title, on
good quality paper, meant to be saved, where as the weekly or monthly
manga's have multiple titles in each release and are on cheap newsprint and
normally thrown away after reading.

Futaba-kun CHANGE is a manga that is surprising similar to Ranma 1/2,
except the hero's (heroine?) sex changes are due to a family genetic
disorder, and is triggered not by water, but by stress levels, especially
sexual stress.

Finally, a Yanki is the equivalent of an American gang member, although
they are usually not as violent. 


"This is just my opinion, I maybe wrong"  D. Miller
"Defend free speech! Read a banned book today!" unknown.
"I may not like what you say, but I will defend your right to say it with 
my Life"  Voltaire

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