Here it is people, chapter two of A Demon's Delight in a good, raw form, ripe 
for people to pick it apart and tell me everything that is wrong with it.  
Chapter 3 will be signifigantly longer and as such probably will not be posted 
until sometime next week.

Enjoy, and REPLY!!! ^_^

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Ranma 1/2: A Demon's Delight
Chapter Two: The Unforgiven
Theme Song : Metallica Black - Track 4 - The Unforgiven 

Akane arose from the blackness of sleep, the sensation of movement jerking her 
away from a peaceful sleep.

"Akane?  Are you alive in there?" It was Ranma's voice.  Wait a second?  
Wasn't Ranma always the one impossible to wake up?

"Wha..." Akane yawned deeply as she opened her eyes.  Ranma was standing over 
her, with his left hand on her shoulder.  Ranma withdrew his hand as Akane 
became aware of the real world once again.

"Well I see you had a good time last night, where'd you go?"

"Wha.. Oh yeah..."  Akane shook her head slightly as she sat up, casting off 
some of the drowsiness that seemed to dominate.  She yawned again as she 
stretched.  "I was training just outside Tokyo, in the forest."  Ranma found a 
confortable resting spot against the door to the room.

"I know you had a bad day but that didn't mean you had to go running off like 
that Akane."  

Akane looked over at Ranma, he had appearently been up for some time, or had 
food since he woke up.  "I was learning a special technique."

Ranma laughed.  "How long did you try before you gave up?"  He continued 
laughing, images of Akane misperforming several hudred techniques filling his 
head.

"I learned it."  Akane said, a sly, evil grin crossing her face. Ranma froze, 
then quickly made his exit from the room.

Akane grinned.  The days of Ranma being a baka and getting away with it were 
over.  She looked at her clock.  It was almost 9 already.  Oh well, not like 
she could help her Algebra class anyway.  She stood and retrieved a school 
uniform from her closet and walked out of the room on her way to the bathroom.

"I'm telling you something's wrong!"  Ranma said desperately to his father, 
continuing with his argument about why he had to fear Akane.  "I insulted her 
fighting skills and she didn't care! THAT has to mean something, right?"

Genma nodded his head.  "Perhaps she is simply growing less dependent on you.  
Considering the way you treat each other every day, one of you had to break 
the conflict eventually."

"You should have seen the look she gave me!  Whatever it is she learned it has 
changed her.  It scares me... Ya'know... Akane NOT being mad and stuff?"

Genma looked his son over.  He seemed to be serious about what he was saying.  
"Just treat her with respect, and hope you don't make her mad at you."

Ranma thought over the advice;the second part had already been in his plans 
for the day.  He decided that it would be safe to take the whole deal, then a 
thought occured to him.

"But Pops, what if she DOES get mad at me?  I can't exactly fight back against 
her."

Genma lowered his mouth close to Ranma's ear, and whispered. "The Saotome 
Final Attack is always an option..."  The words were delivered with a dark 
tone, which sent a chill down Ranma's spine.


Soun entered the room and took a seat a few feet in front of the TV.  He 
turned it on to reveal a news program.  A reporter was talking about massive 
damage to an area in the forests not far outside Tokyo.

"... A 4 meter wide gap extending 40 meters in the forest has seemingly 
appeared overnight.  The only evidence as to the cause was a pair of brand new 
women's underwear found at the scene..."  Soun changed channels on the TV, 
cutting the news program off as it faded back to the news studios.

Ranma stared at the TV for a few seconds.  Akane had been training on a 
technique the night before, and at the same time a pair of panties was found 
at a scene of mass-destruction...

"He couldn't have..."  Ranma stated dryly, looking upstairs for any activity.  
If Happosai had taught Akane one of his techniques...  Ranma began counting 
the number of days he expected to live...

It only took one hand.

***  Lunch Hour

Ranma walked down the stairs of the back exit to Fuurinkan High.  Akane 
followed shortly behind.  Her mood had completely changed since yesterday-she 
was partially cheery, and several test insults earlier in the day had shown 
her temper was down to the microscopic range.  He began to walk toward a large 
tree that him and Akane frequently ate lunch under.  Someone was performing 
various martial arts techniques.  He had black hair cut just below the ears on 
the sides, with medium length vangs, and was wearing a pair of black sweats, 
complemented by a deep blue t-shirt.  He was the only person on campus beside 
Ranma not wearing a uniform.  As Ranma drew to ten feet distance the person 
lept at the tree, hitting it with a sidekick, and gaining enough rebound to 
enable him to grasp to a branch-which he flipped off of in a rather impressive 
display of skill-landing feet first on the ground just a few feet in front of 
Ranma.  He had light blue eyes that gave Ranma an odd feeling when he glanced 
at him.  Ranma slipped his backpack off and dropped it next to the tree.

"Nice."  Ranma said, referring to the last bit of maneuvering he had 
witnessed.

"Thanks.  Name's Apsu, Apsu Tetsumi."

"Ranma Saotome of the Saotome School of Anything-Goes Martial Arts."

Akane looked at Apsu, he seemed familiar, then it hit her.  "Apsu? Hey, I know 
you, where have you been for the past...-"

"14 months?" Apsu smiled, "I think I recognize you but I can't place you in my 
mind."

"Akane Tendo." she said smiling.  She had known Apsu over a year ago, and the 
two had become good friends.  He was into the martial arts, and had left on an 
extended training trip at the end of her 8th grade year.

"Oh yeah, now I remember.  You'll have to forgive my memory, I've been all 
across eastern Aisa training."  He sat down under the tree, and relaxed his 
muscles after the workout.

Ranma opened his backpack and retrieved a packaged lunch made by Kasumi.  
Before he identified it's contents he ate it, breaking speed records across 
the globe.

Akane sat down in front of Apsu as Ranma annhialated his lunch.  "I've been 
working on my martial arts too, I think I've improved a lot.  We'll have to 
practice sometime."

Ranma decided he was safe and decided to lay reality down on Akane.  "Akane 
since when did you start improving?  I didn't notice."

Apsu looked up at Ranma strangly, that wasn't anything like he expected to 
hear.  "What's your problem?"  he asked.  Honorable martial artists wouldn't 
insult a girl like that for no reason.

Ranma smirked, "Nothing, just making sure Akane doesn't get her hopes up.  She 
really hasn't improved that much since I've been around... and that's a long 
time."

"And just who are you to treat her like that?" He stood.

"She's my fiance'!"  Ranma blurted, as if it were obvious.

Apsu glowered, Ranma's actions toward his old friend and his immediate 
rudeness to him infuriated him.

"I'll handle this."  Akane said as she stood.

"And just what are you going to do Akane?  Cook me something?"  He closed his 
eyes and leaned back.  If Akane had learned any special techniques he could 
handle it, and he needed to know exactly what the old pervert had taught her.  
Suddenly the tree shook, and Ranma fell out, landing on his feet.

"Give me a break and let me get some rest while we still have some of lunch 
period left, all I need is to go in sweaty and tired from dodging you for 30 
minutes."

Apsu resisted the urge to impound Ranma.  If Akane didn't want him 
interefering in her relatonships he could respect that.  He stood where he had 
been seated a second earlier, about four feet from Ranma, and side by side 
with Akane.

Akane walked forward, channeling chi into her newly-clenched fist before it 
could form a battle aura that screamed "Special Technique!"  She thrust her 
fist at Ranma, rather slowly.  He snapped his head to the side, avoiding 
Akane's punch. Akane initiated a fllurry of kicks and punches - all of which 
were dodged by Ranma.

"Get it over with Akane, either leave me alone or use your fancy technique."  
He lept over Akane, putting himself between Akane and the tree, which Apsu was 
leaned up against.  A savage battlecry gave Ranma the warning he needed to 
dart to the side.

Apsu watched as Akane's fist sailed toward him.  He decided to do her a favor 
and let the punch land - it would hurt Akane a lot more to hit the tree.  Her 
fist slammed into his stomach, but he had been prepared, and suffered minimal 
pain.

Ranma turned to see Akane's fist release a blue wave of energy that began to 
pulse through Apsu, who either didn't know or didn't care about what had just 
happened.

Akane opened her eyes.  After sensing impact she had released the full might 
of the Sugoiken on Ra-- Apsu?  "Apsu!"  She exclaimed as the blue field of 
energy completed its penetration.

"What?"  Apsu asked.  Akane should have known that he could take a punch--  He 
felt an odd force, and was suddenly blown backwards, into the tree, with 
tremendous force.  He screamed as another wave of energy formed just in front 
of him, and quickly passed through him, crushing him harder into the tree.

Akane's heart doubled in rate as the second wave of chi energy passed through 
Apsu.  Happosai hadn't told her about a second wave!  An ear piercing scream 
from Apsu confirmed that he was in great pain when a third wave appeared.  It 
ignored Apsu and instead began the pulsing action through the tree.  It was 
going on 5 seconds Apsu had been crushed against the tree when it began to 
shatter into sawdust.  Apsu collapsed to the ground, clutching at his stomach, 
when ANOTHER burst of energy exploded from beneath him.  Everyone at Fuurinkan 
High, and possibly the entire Nerima district heard savage cries of pure agony 
as Apsu was blasted into the air.  After a few short seconds he was no longer 
visible to the naked eye.

Akane retreated a step away from where Apsu and a tree once stood.  Happosai 
had told her it wouldn't... that it COULDN'T do this!

Ranma stood in shock.  What Akane had just done was beyond belief.  The 
technique she had used dwarfed even his special attacks if the screaming from 
Apsu was any indication.  Akane backed into him, then turned, her face frozen 
in fear and disbelief.  Ranma started to say something, but Akane began to 
run.  He followed.  A deep feeling of regret began clawing at his soul.  He 
had taken something important to Akane and turned it against her in the worst 
possible way.  Akane had finally mastered a special technique, and he had to 
take that and make it a bad, possibly even traumatic experience for her.  He 
had caused serious injury and possibly even death to someone who had never 
done anything.

Akane ran on, with no particular destination.  She knew Ranma was close behind 
her, and would eventually catch up with her.  Her instincts told her to run, 
and she did so.  From Ranma, from the school...


...from herself.

Comments and Criticism are always welcome, remember this is a beta version, so 
I can put nearly any good suggestions into the story at this point.  I am 
putting this out early so that I can get ideas from other people before it 
becomes to rigid a storyline to edit signifigantly. I do think the chapter is 
a little short, so I will probably add to the early morning part and I intend 
to add some more to the character of Apsu before he is hit with Sugoiken. 
Anybody think I should change Ranma's opinion of Akane learning a technique in 
the beginning?  Whatever is suggested, remember it has to make Akane MAD ^_- 
Comments can be sent to the FFML or directly to me at...

Draxon-X@msn.com


Thanks!