Subject: [FFML][ff][R1/2][DHY] Yohko 1/2 Part II, vers. 1.0
From: "Joshua Dyal" <j_dyal@hotmail.com>
Date: 7/17/1997, 10:12 PM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

Since I didn't get nearly as much c&c on the updated version of Part I, 
I guess it is pretty much good enough to stand.  I've already posted it 
to my homepage location (now I just need to make a link from my index 
page to that page, or no one will see it!)

Anyway, here's version 1 of Part II.:



	With a tiny stream of hot water, Yohko, Azusa and Ranma found 
themselves back in their original forms again.  Kasumi saw to it that 
they were well supplied with food, hot water, and warm drinks after 
their walk in the rain.  Then an uninvited, but not unexpected,  crowd 
gathered to hear the girls' story.
	"Well, we just wanted to go to Jusenkyo to practice exorcising curses," 
Yohko started, "but Jusenkyo turned out to be a much worse situation 
than Grandma had ever thought possible.  My grandmother was a Devil 
Hunter too, you know, until I assumed the mantle of the Mano line of 
Devil hunters.  I'm the 108th in our line."
	"Wow, that seems like quite a lot!" interjected Akane.  "I wish the 
Saotome's had something like that they could be proud of!" she added 
with an irritated nudge to Ranma.
	"Ah, who needs it!  All that matters is what I do!" answered the 
martial artist.
	"That's what I said, at first.  Who needs this devil hunting stuff 
anyway?  All I was interested in at the time was �losing it.'"
	"Ha!" laughed Azusa.  "You still are!"  Yohko blushed and motioned for 
her to shut up.  Ranma and Akane pointedly looked away from each other 
until Ranma jumped in and changed the subject.
	"So anyway, you became this devil hunter..."
	"Yes, Grandma gave me this ring, which is a major part of where my 
powers come from.  Although, I first manifested my power without any 
ring at all.  When I use this, I can transform into my Devil Hunter 
persona, retrieve my soulsword, and use other magical attacks and 
defenses.  I can tell when a devil or demon is near, also."
	"So you knew about the one that attacked us today?" Akane asked.
	"Well, actually I didn't," Yohko made a wry face.  "And it kind of 
worries me.  I didn't feel anything at all when that one attacked."
	Ranma butted in with a tactful observation.  "Well, what I want to know 
is, do you always have to lose all your clothes like that when you 
change?  Isn't that kinda embarrasing?"
	Yohko blushed again, remembering that he had watched her just a hour or 
so ago.  "Yes, it is.  Thanks for noticing!"  She thumped him on the 
head.
	"Ow!  Why does everyone keep hitting me around here?"
	Akane laughed in incredulity.  "Because you're such an insensitive 
clod!  Y'know, Ranma, sometimes I think you must be nearly as stupid as 
Kuno Tatewake!"



	Tatewake stared into the glowing light in front of him.  The light had 
a strange effect on him, and he always seemed to go into some kind of 
trance everytime he saw it.  He was shaken out of his daze by the voice 
of the old man behind him.
	"It didn't work, did it?"
	Kuno rubbed his eyes and yawned before answering.  "No, Master, they 
dispatched the beast quite easily."
	"Well, we never thought it would work, but it was wise to test the 
waters before committing ourselves too heavily.  Send another �fetcher' 
after them before you go home tonight."
	Kuno wasn't bright, but the statement pierced through his hypnotically 
induced fog and caused him to wonder.  "Is that wise, Master?  Won't 
they dispatch it just as easily?"
	"Leave the thinking to me, boy!"  The ancient voice was incapable of 
doing anything other than speaking, but Kuno cringed anyway, as if 
anticipating a blow.  "I promised you that if you worked this simple 
magic for me, either Akane or the pig-tailed girl would be yours for the 
taking.  In fact, both will want you, and you can take either, or even 
both of the girls at any time.  Just keep your end of the bargain..."
	Kuno went back to staring at the light.  He felt an impulse in his mind 
that he needed to go home.  Automatically, he stood up and gathered his 
things to leave.  Mechanically, he picked up one of the small iron 
statuettes that lined a shelf on the wall.  He casually tossed it into 
the light, then turned and walked outside.
	"What am I doing in this part of town?" he asked himself.  "I'm as lost 
as Ryouga!"  He shook his head and looked around him.  He didn't 
recognize the small house in front of him, although it looked familiar.  
He glanced at his watch and was amazed at the time.  "Why can't I 
remember anything since 3:00?" he said aloud.  Shrugging his shoulders, 
Kuno merely started walking home.  He was used to being confused, so he 
just put it out of his mind and promptly forgot all about it.



	"Yohko, Azusa, despite the rudeness of my fiance here, we really are 
pleased to meet you.  I'm glad you could come over and talk to us."
	"I'm glad too, Akane.  You're the first person who's been very friendly 
to me all day.  You can't know how much that means to me."
	Ranma tried to jump into the conversation too.  "Yeah, Akane's like 
that, she'll talk to anyone, no matter how weird-looking they seem.  
What?  Why's everyone always glaring at me?"
	Yohko and Akane spoke in unison.  "Shut-up, Ranma!"
	"Let us walk you home, at least.  It's getting kind of late, and I bet 
you don't know your way around Nerima too well yet."
	"Not to mention the fact that someone is bound to get you wet somehow.  
It never fails with me!" added Ranma.  "By the way, you look really 
stupid as a tall blond guy in that red dress.  You ought to think about 
getting some different clothes for those �accidents' that always seem to 
happen."
	"Ohh, that's a great idea, Yohko!" said Azusa.  "We could make Ranma 
take us shopping for boy clothes sometime!"  Ranma rolled his eyes while 
Akane doubled up in laughter.
	"The only time I've ever seen Ranma shop for clothes was when he got 
hit on the head and thought he really was a girl!  That was so 
hilarious!  You should have seen him, a guy trying on bras!"
	"That's enough, Akane!  They don't really want to hear about it!"
	"Yes we do!" said Azusa and Yohko at the same time.
	Akane answered for Ranma who assumed a very pouty face and stomped out 
the door.  "Well, that's about all there is to tell, really.  But I'll 
go shopping with you if you want.  If you're going to be tall and blond, 
we should make you out to look like Bateau, y'know from the Ghost in the 
Shell?"  Yohko nodded.  "He's just soooo cool looking..."
	"Will you look at yourself, Akane?  You're actually talking like a 
girl!  I can't believe my ears.  Now are we going, or am I just standing 
outside for nothing?"
	"Shut-up, Ranma!" Akane said one more time, this time punctuating her 
words with a kick that sent Ranma flying into another yard and headfirst 
into a pool.
	"Was that really necessary?" the red-head asked, shaking her clothes 
dry as she walked back to where the other three girls were.  He opened 
his mouth for another retort, but his attention was caught by a bright 
light growing to his left.  The four girls turned in surprise just in 
time to see another demon hopping from the mystical portal.
	"No!" Ranma said quickly, stopping Yohko and Azusa from their 
transformation process.  "There's no need for you to...ah, y'know, lose 
your clothes again.  I'll handle this one."  She leaped at the ugly 
creature, attacking with her Kachu Tenshin Amaguriken technique, her 
fist striking the beast's exoskeletion hundreds of times.
	"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" she said hopping up and down and holding her 
hand.  "That thing has one tough skin!"  The demon's exoskeleton had not 
cracked under the technique, but it was dazed from the force of the 
blows.  Ranma started to glow white, then she unleashed the Moko 
Takabisha ki-blast, blowing the creature into a bloody smear in the 
street.
	"See, piece of cake.  In fact, if that's the kind of opposition you're 
used to fighting, I'm not too impressed."
	Yohko merely shook her head.  "That's just the thing!  These demons are 
incredibly easy to defeat in combat.  Not only that, they don't activate 
my warning sense.  I don't know what the deal is with them, but I 
suspect that they must not be real demons at all.  We need to ask 
Grandma if she knows anything at all about these guys."
	"Well, the sooner the better.  Where do you live?"
	"Just a few blocks that way," Azusa answered.  "It's right over that 
hill!"  Azusa kept up a constant stream of chatter while they walked.  
None of the girls were paying much attention to where they were going, 
though, being absorbed in the conversation.  At the crest of the hill, 
Azusa stumbled.
	Akane was able to keep from tripping over Azusa, but Yohko and Ranma 
weren't so lucky.  Both of them fell over heavily, and found themselves 
rolling down the hill.  They crashed in a heap at the bottom.
	"Hey!  I can't see anything!" shouted Ranma.  She had no idea that her 
head had ended up under Yohko's skirt. 
	"Aaahh! Stop that, it tickles!" Yohko yelped.  Ranma desperately 
managed to pull her head up and stand.  Her face was nearly as red as 
her hair by this point.  
	"I'm sorry, Yohko!  Geez, that..."
	She was suddenly knocked into the air.  Akane shouted after the flying 
body, "Ranma!  You are such a pervert!  Don't you even have the decency 
not to try anything right in front of me?"
	Azusa cleared her throat.  "That's, um, good aim, Akane!  You kicked 
him right into our house!" 
	"Y'know, Akane, that really was an accident..." began Yohko.
	Akane waved her hand dismissively.  "I know, but I can't let a good 
excuse like that to pound him go to waste, now can I?"  The three girls 
smiled at each other, and walked towards the door.




Joshua Dyal
j-dyal@geocities.com
http://www.geocities.com/TimesSquare/Arcade/1958/


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