continued from the last post (It wouldn't fit in one message and I have 
no idea why):

             Ryoga,  who'd  been up until now  peacefully  devouring  
his lunch,  finally looked in Akane's direction. He knew  she  looked 
familiar  from  somewhere... Then he remembered  the  night  they kicked 
 Saotome out. He nodded idly to himself, that yes  it  was her... when a 
stray gust of wind blew the scent and hit him as well...
             Now there's something that has to be understood about 
Ryoga. He didn't see the world the same way other people did. Since  his 
fiance left him a few years ago, his perceptions were  constantly 
filtered through lenses of depression, anger or love sickness. It was 
part of the reason why he kept getting lost. He was so gloomy or 
seething that he would consistently misunderstand the simplest 
directions people gave to him. There were times when he would suddenly 
change directions, ignore road  signs  and the  most  obvious landmarks 
because of  a scene he was replaying in his head. Something about 
Ranko's  spell  had affected  Ryoga... The tugging at his heart strings 
by the  spell urged  him up. Sped him forward. He walked like a man in a 
 daze. He was heading towards love... that was all he knew.
             Ryoga  walked  directly  towards Akane's table.  He  made  
a straight line, every so often, kicking a table out of the way  or 
absently picking up students and tossing them over his  shoulder. His   
eyes  focused  firmly  forward.  Ranko  could   see   Ryoga approaching 
 Akane with a glazed adoring expression on  his  face and chuckled to 
herself, "This is so perfect...". 
             Ryoga  proceeded  towards Akane's table. As he  reached  
the opposite  side  of  the table, Akane looked up  and  noticed  him 
approaching.  She  recognized him immediately as one  of  Ranma's 
friends.  She was about to say something in greeting  when  Ryoga 
suddenly  made  a ninety degree turn and stomped off...  He  went 
through the door, tearing it from its hinges and disappeared from sight.
             Mini-Ranko,  Akane,  and just about everyone  else  
wondered what that was all about. Akane didn't have much time to mull 
over it as she saw a small group of women approaching her. "They  look 
familiar  for some reason..." mused Akane, "They were members  of that 
mob!" Akane put one hand to her hammer just in case...

             Ranma walked into the cafeteria and noted idly that  
someone had torn the doors from their hinges again. Probably Ryoga 
losing his  temper  again,  he mused. The men who  had  taken  positions 
around  Akane's  table quietly but quickly drifted  away,  before Ranma 
 had  a  chance to notice them.  He  found  Akane  chatting animatedly, 
 thick as thieves, with some girls who he knew to  be from his fan club. 
He approached cautiously.
             They all noticed him more or less simultaneously. Except 
for one, who still had her nose in a book. Akane smiled up at him  as 
the other girls simultaneously said, "Hi, Ranma."
             The  girls all looked Ranma over with eager looks  on  
their faces. One of the girls asked Akane, "Really? In the bathroom?"
             Akane  smirked then nodded. The girls all blushed and  
there was even more awe in their faces than they normally displayed as 
they  looked at Ranma.
             "We'd better get going, Akane,  we've got classes." said 
the girl  with the book who stood up, blushing as she gave Ranma a quick 
glance. The other  girls  also quickly made their excuses and left 
before Ranma had a chance  to say anything.
             "Bye, guys," said Akane waving.
             Ranma sat opposite Akane and asked, smiling, "You seem to 
be getting along with... er... the groupies."
             Akane nodded, "They're really very nice once you get to 
know them. They seemed a lot more reasonable just now, actually."
             Ranma  nodded, then said suddenly, "So, what were  you  
guys talking about?"
             "Nothing  much. Girl stuff. You wouldn't understand,"  
Akane said mysteriously.
             "Hah.  If  Ranko were here, that wouldn't be a  problem  
now would it?"
             "Maybe not. Why do you ask though?"
             "Well... I was having a sneezing fit back in class..."
             "You  thought  we were talking about you? Please,  how  
self centered can you get!" Akane did her best to cover up her  blush. 
        What  was even more embarrassing was the fact that they had  
been talking about him.
             "I  didn't  say that, I was just asking  politely,  okay?!" 
replied Ranma sharply.
             "No it is not okay! Keep your nose out of my business!!"
             "Fine then! Be that way! I don't know why I bother with  
you anyway!" he said standing up.
             "Fine!!" Akane said as she walloped him into the floor.  
She realized  belatedly  that people were staring.  The  rumor  mills 
cranked up again this time regarding the `one day fiance'.
             "Ow... what did you do that for?" groaned Ranma as he  
stood up, slowly.
             Akane just looked at the ground, looking remorseful.
             "Akane, what's wrong... I'm sorry I blew up..."
             Akane looked into his eyes and said, "I'm sorry too. I  
lost my  temper.  Actually  we were talking about you...  I  was  just 
embarrassed..."
             "Aw,  come on Akane, you don't have to be embarrassed  
about that sort of thing with me..."
             Akane  merely smiled at him, "If your classes are  over,  
we may as well get going, then..."
             "Sure  thing," Ranma smiled back, as they  started  
walking, "By the way... what did they say about me?"
             "That's  for  me to know, Ranma..."  Akane  added  
wickedly, "Besides I told them a few things they didn't know about 
you..."
             "Like what?" asked Ranma worried.
             "Like where your birthmark is..."
             "You didn't! Which one..?"
             "All of them..."
             Their voices faded out of the cafeteria as they stepped 
into the  hall.  In  the  hours to come,  more  stories  and  theories 
regarding  the two were passed around, and a few of the  students 
decided to organize amongst themselves an Akane Tendo Fan Club...

             Mini-Ranko  had been listening to the entire  exchange  
from her perch on a chair's backrest. The groupies had spoken at length 
 of Ranma's looks, his honor, his kindness, his cute tush...
             She  had  to admit... Ranma wasn't all that bad  looking  
or that bad a person if she took the time to think about it. But one way 
 or another, she was going to get back home.  She  considered talking to 
him about it, but quickly discarded that. Nice guy  or not, she knew he 
wouldn't let go of Akane that easily...
             Ranko's  thoughts  were  suddenly interrupted  by  a  
small, sugary sweet voice saying "Oh! How cute! Martinique! Martinique!" 
The five inch tall Ranko suddenly felt herself grabbed and hugged almost 
to asphyxiation by Azusa Shiratori. Azusa was actually  in her  early 
twenties, but her mental and physical development  had been  arrested 
somewhere around the age of twelve. This left  her with  an  inclination 
 towards being  disgustingly  cute  and  an overwhelming urge to grab 
anything she considered cute which came within  grasping  range, take it 
home and give it a disgustingly cute  French name,  not necessarily in 
that order. Added to all of  the  extra affection  Ranko  had  been  
pumping  into  the air ,  this resulted in a seriously and uniquely 
unstable personality.
             "OH, Martinique!" said the girl, cuddling Ranko's  
doll-like form.  The superdeformed Ranko, now being called Martinique,  
was hugged  to  unconsciousness and carried off by Azusa  who  hummed a 
cute  little  song (which she had named Robspiere, the week previous) 
under her breath as she skipped  to  her  next class. Before she lost 
consciousness, Ranko noted to herself that she might have overdone the 
affection spell just a little...

             Kodachi  watched Akane and Ranma leave with a cold gleam  
in her  eye. So the little lovers weren't getting along  so  well... 
That  little  tramp. She knew perfectly well, what Akane  was  up to... 
Even now she could see it in the eyes of the men all around her...  they 
 didn't  want the Black  Rose  anymore  they  wanted that... that... 
that hammer wielding hussy! The red headed  woman had  said  so...  The 
 Black Rose was the queen  of  NIT  and  no newcomer was going to take 
that away from her... Kodachi  would  make  Akane Tendo pay.  Pay  most 
 dearly... Unable to stop the mirth which bubbled up from the depths of 
 her  soul,  she  let  loose with a chillingly maniacal  laugh  as  she 
strode  out  of  the cafeteria, oblivious  to  the  stares  which 
followed her. She had so much to plan...

             Ranko finally managed to get away from Azusa. It took her 
an hour  and  it required her to hide in one of the lady's room's 
cubicles,  but  she'd finally  managed  to get away. She was worn out 
from all  of  her power  use,  but she knew it was well worth it.  She  
transformed herself  back  to her normal form and leaned  against  the  
white tiled wall for a while, just as a cute girl with long straight 
pink hair came into the comfort room. The girl glanced at her strangely 
for a moment, but shrugged and calmly walked to the stand up urinals. 
Ranko was just about to leave when the door opened  and someone else 
entered. It took a moment for her to figure out that she had been hiding 
in the wrong comfort room the whole time... this was the MEN's room...

end of part III.


P.S. Part V of That's 1/2 My Goddess (Of Fools in Love and Unwanted 
Wisdom) will take a while to finish due to my computer's rather fragile 
nature, but I will get around to it... here's a scene which is likely to 
be in that if you're interested (BTW don't read unless you've read Part 
IV already...):

	Kuno was obviously not going to wait for an explanation. He 
roared, "Saotome, you fiend! You dare take such lecherous action upon my 
sister, even as you are already engaged to the virtuous Akane Tendo?! 
For your accursed effontery you shall pay!!!" 
	He charged at Ranma, thrusting his weapon at Ranma's face. 
Kodachi easily danced out of the way of Kuno's weapon and Ukyou merely 
stood there looking quite surprised by all of this.
	"This is not what it looks like, Kuno!" exclaimed Ranma as he 
continued to duck and dodge the weaving bokken. The mess in the kitchen 
made it difficult to keep moving, but Ranma managed it somehow... up 
until Shampoo showed up...
	Shampoo stepped through the broken door and said, "Aiyah, 
Ranma-sempai! Need to get more dumplings and soda, running out 
outsiAGHK!"
	Ranma, not noticing Shampoo, barrelled into her. The two of them 
fell in a heap of tangled arms and legs...
	Kuno paused breathing hard, "SAA-OOO-TOOO-MEEE!!! Even in the 
midst of battle you dare accost another female with your perversions!!"
	"Oh give it a rest Kuno," said Ukyou who almost lazily knocked 
him out with a well placed frying pan. The pan hit his head with a loud 
Klong. Kuno fell with a Thud. 
	Oh course, the noise was enough to catch the attention of 
everyone else at the party drawing a small crowd to the doorway, where 
Ranma was still entangled with Shampoo. That of course set the rumor 
mongers up and running. Again.
	"Man that Saotome never stops..." 
	"Another one? I thought he was engaged to Akane..." 
	"Say, isn't that Shampoo he's on the floor with?" 
	"What's going on?" 
	"Ranma just forced himself on Shampoo I think..."
	Mousse helped Ranma up off the unconscious Shampoo, "Um... 
Saotome, did you just knock Shampoo out?"
	"Yeah, it was an accident..."
	Mousse looked quite concerned, "This looks bad."
	"Why?" Ranma asked, a little confused...
	"Well... to put it bluntly... Shampoo is now your wife, Saotome. 
Congratulations."
	"She's my what!?!?!"

Or something like that... anyway, I'll get to work as soon as I can...