--Opening Music: Camay / Ghostface Killah "Ironman"
Shampoo peeked through the window and squinted so she could see better.
Akane lay on her bed, snoring softly. She muttered an incoherency and turned
over.
The amazon crept closer and closer, lifting her right hand and squeezing
the needle. She watched as a clean flow squirted from it onto the floor.
Quickly she knelt and wiped the mess up.
Then she unceremoniously stabbed Akane with the needle and squeezed its
payload into her system.
With a flash, she was gone.
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Ranma flourished and finished his practice with Genma with a taunting
remark. "Gettin' slow, eh Pop? Maybe it's time you retirUUUURK!"
"What, boy? Maybe you need to _start_ doing martial arts and not that
crap you pass for it!"
Ranma didn't hear him, thankfully. She surfaced from the pond a second
later. Genma was walking off laughing. "Grrr!"
She leaped up and attempted to slam his head with a flying kick, but Genma
ducked. Ranma flew headlong into Kasumi, knocking her down.
"Oh!"
"Uh..sorry Kasumi."
"Oh, it's okay," she lied, wondering if anything was broken. Her body
ached but she stood up anyways. "Have you seen Akane this morning?"
"Hmm...come to think of it, I haven't."
"I'm worried about her, Ranma. Go check on her, will you?"
"Gotcha."
Genma chortled. "A good future-husband always takes care of his fiancee!"
"Bah," Ranma snorted and backhanded him, hard.
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Ranma opened the door to Akane's room and found her just waking up.
"Akane...you okay?"
She merely stretched her arms and sat up.
"Uh...Akane?"
Akane looked at her. "Ya know...I just had the strangest feeling."
"Hmmm...maybe we should take you to Dr. Tofu."
Her eyes lit. "Great idea, Ranma! Let me get dressed."
She walked over to the closet. Ranma stood where she was and watched,
trying to determine if anything funny had happened.
Her eyes widened a bit when she saw Akane turn around with a certain
school uniform. It was torn in the front and the skirt was shorter than
usual. "That's the uniform she wore when that Daruma coerced her to kiss
me!" she thought.
Akane brushed past him and walked towards the bathroom. "See you in a few
minutes, Ranma."
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With Soundtrack By The Wu-Tang Clan
Chef Raekwon "Only Built For Cuban Linx"
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Ranma could feel her heart leaping every time she saw Akane's upper leg as
they walked to Dr. Tofu's office. "Something's definitely wrong here."
Akane was walking fast. Faster than normal, Ranma noticed. They rushed
towards the destination which was, by now, right around the corner.
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its owners: Shogakukan, KittyTV, Viz Communications, and Rumiko
Takahashi.
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Dr. Tofu guided Akane to the exam table. "Well, it's actually kind of
refreshing to be looking at you instead of Ranma!"
He began running through the standard battery of tests. He tapped her
knee and she kicked in turn. Her hearing and sight appeared normal.
"Are you sure something is wrong here?" Tofu asked. He leaned down and
squeezed her thigh.
Ranma and Dr. Tofu were both looking at the thigh in question. They never saw
Akane jerk her head upwards at the sensation.
"Well...I'd say she just needs more rest, eh? Try not to distress her so
much, Ranma."
"Uhhh...yeah. Well, let's head on to school, Akane!"
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Do You Know What It Takes To Love
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--Music: Striving For Perfection
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The teacher was yacking away with a boring lecture. The class seemed to
be collectively struggling to stay awake.
Akane was staring out of the window at the sky and the complex pattern of
clouds. How she could have ever thought of betraying him was shameful. She'd
been blind. But now she was back on the right track. And life would go so
much smoother.
Ranma glanced over at his fiancee. She was staring outside. "How unlike
her," he thought.
He ripped off a corner of his notebook and wrote on it.
"What's on your mind?"
He then folded the slip of paper into an airplane and with an expert jerk
sent it right into her ear.
Akane pulled the plane from her ear and opened it, then turned it over and
started writing. She considered telling him the truth. The truth that could hurt
him. For once she understood and appreciated his position.
"nothing, what are you talking about?"
When Ranma got the note back, he seethed. "Damn," he thought, "there's no way
I'll get any info the direct way."
Class dragged on.
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Mousse had his cup to Shampoo's door. He'd have to know what sick plot
she was up to.
"Shampoo," he thought, "when will you realize that I am the only man for
you?"
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Akane was eating lunch by herself.
Ranma came up to her.
"Why aren't you hanging out with me like usual?"
Akane looked up as if she had been thinking about something else. "What?
You actually miss my company?"
"Well, not really, it's just that you're not acting normal."
"Who are you to talk about normal?" she asked, her anger rising.
"Like _you_ can?" Ranma retorted.
Akane had a good mind to whip him a good one, but thought twice. "No one
likes a tomboy," she reminded herself. She simply blushed.
"Uhhhh..." Ranma had sworn he had had her back to the way she used to be.
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Mousse gasped at the diabolical plan of Shampoo. Too loud, unfortunately.
The door opened and Shampoo was behind it.
"MOUSSE! DON'T LISTEN IN ON ME!" She smacked him hard over the head.
"IF ANY OF THIS GETS OUT, I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD! GET OUT!"
She kicked him through the ceiling.
Cologne appeared from her room. "Damn that Mousse. He'll have to pay for
that damage, of course."
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School ended. Ranma was walking home--alone.
"Where is she?" he wondered.
He arrived home around ten minutes later. "Akane's gone to Doctor Tofu's
office," Kasumi informed him. "Why don't you come get something to eat?"
Ranma was already on the street again, going towards the Doctor's office.
He was almost there when he heard a crashing sound coming from an alley.
He looked in to see Mousse extricating himself from a pile of trash cans.
"Saotome!" he cried.
"Uh...I don't wanna fight, man..."
"I've got some bad news for you, Saotome," Mousse murmured, "about Akane."
"Huh?"
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--music: Knuckleheadz
Ranma walked alongside Mousse towards the clinic.
"Ranma...Shampoo's done something to Akane."
Ranma snapped his fingers. "I knew it!"
"She'd been injected with some kind of OWWW!"
Mousse fell unconscious. Ranma turned around and Shampoo was standing
there with a bonbori in her hand.
"Mousse, no tell lies!"
"What, Shampoo?"
"Mousse tell you lies make you hate Shampoo! Stupid Mousse!"
Ranma looked down at the fallen Mousse. "Hmm," he wondered. Then he
kicked the body into the sky.
"Man, some people just have no scruples."
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Ranma and Shampoo continued to Tofu's clinic. They arrived and went in.
The lobby was empty, so they went to enter the office. It was locked.
"We'll try the window."
They left and went around to the side of the building. Ranma went up to
the window and peeked inside. He was surprised to see Dr. Tofu giving Akane
a back massage.
"What the hell...?" He started to open the window and see what was going
on, when he felt Shampoo's hand on his shoulder.
"Dr. Tofu is doctor, this is no special."
Ranma thought about it. "I guess you're right. I'll just wait in the
lobby for her."
Shampoo shrugged, then hugged Ranma as tightly as she could.
"See husband later."
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When Akane left the office, she registered some shock when she saw Ranma
waiting for her in the lobby.
He didn't waste any time. "So what's up with these massages all of a
sudden?"
"Geez, Ranma, he's my doctor! We have a doctor-patient relationship,
that's all!"
He didn't dare press the issue any further for fear of exacting some
punishment. He simply narrowed his eyes and looked at the waving doctor.
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Mousse woke up from his landing spot.
"Damn that Saotome. He just doesn't understand. But I'll make him
understand! I won't lose you, Shampoo!"
He continued. "But how to cure Akane? I've gotta get that thing out of
her system. How can I get it out?" He mulled for a few minutes. Then he
brightened.
From his robe he pulled out a double holster. Encased were two semi-
automatic pistols with chrome barrels mounted on an all emerald grip. On
the sides of the lusterous green grips, silver Chinese dragons were affixed.
"Perhaps I can force the issue a bit," he grinned, gripping the precious
weapons tightly. "But only if I do it just right..."
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To be continued.
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Mousse could see the exit after long last. As he approached it, a
shadow leaped in his path.
"Hey."
"Uh. What do you want?"
"Did you know that Odella in spanish means 'Death'?"
"No.."
"Well, actually it doesn't...but they're considering adding it to the
dictionary." Odella narrowed his eyes. "Now watch and find out why."
With a flash, he was whipping towards Mousse at a murderous speed.
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Dr. Tofu couldn't keep from staring at Akane. She was dressed simply,
yet beautifully. He ordered a wine for himself and a coke for her.
They made small talk.
He couldn't believe it. Here he was, dating a girl barely going on 17!
Was he crazy? Was he...in love? He hoped to God he wasn't. Yet he
could feel a tightening in his chest every time he saw her smile at him.
"You clever girl," he mused silently as he realized that she had been
working him for the last two weeks to get him in this state.
Akane was smiling at him. She began to grill him with questions about
his career and where he would be headed in his future.
Dr. Tofu answered the questions readily, but nervously. He wasn't sure
if he liked where this was going.
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"Noo!" Shampoo growled as the last of her ninjas was flung through the
window by Mousse's ball and chain.
"BANDITOS! ATTACK!" Shampoo yelled.
Eight surly and burly mexican dudes came through the double doors and
surrounded Ranma and Mousse.
They looked at each other, then at the two martial artists, and laughed
hard. "This will be fun," they agreed out loud.
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