Well, here we go!  The final installment in this
saga.  I have to thank those who *reminded* me
how to write, and I hope that this is well received.
As noted previously, this story now incorporates
elements from what was to be the next story, so
hopefully it fills it out a bit better.

This is, as with the previous stories, based
heavily on events and situations from the preceeding
ones, which are available on my Web Site:

http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Bay/9295

As always, C&C is anticipated, accepted, and appreciated.
All original Ranma1/2 Characters and Backstory Copyright
Rumiko Takahashi, and are used without permission.

Please Enjoy!
Coutuva.



Hell Hath No Fury - Part 5 of 5
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	Hitomi sat quietly on the bench a few blocks from Anita's
home, staring off into nothingness as the last of her tears trailed
down her cheeks.  She felt utterly paralyzed by the battle raging
in her mind; an all-consuming struggle between her instinct to
protect and her fear of causing further harm.
	Despite her words to Anita, she was actually very worried.
Hitomi knew full well that Anita was not just baka... she was
obsessed.  Obsessed with Kikyo, obsessed with winning, and obsessed
with control.  Unfortunately, she also had the wherewithal to act
with impunity whenever it suited her, and couldn't care less about
consequences.
	As the anguished redhead continued to torture herself, she
abruptly had to smirk at a stray thought.  She actually caught
herself wishing she was more like Mu Lin... from what she had been
told, she guessed that Mu Lin would have easily solved the problem
by now.  The smirk faded quickly however, as she realized that Mu
Lin didn't have to live in her town.
	"That'd be great... just do one of these, and zap... no
more Anita."  she muttered aloud, waving her arm toward a trashcan.
Her eyes widened as she saw the trashcan react as if hit with a
blast of wind, flipping several yards down the waterfront.  "Kuso..."
she breathed, holding her hand up before her face.  "Ya... I'm
seeing things."  she abruptly deflected, closing her eyes tight and
shaking her head rapidly.  Still, the possibilities presented
intrigued her.
	After staring at her hand for several more seconds, she
decided to try it again, and pointed her hand toward the same can.
Flicking as if trying to spin a penny, she was stunned to see the
can spin on the spot; just like she had actually walked over and
kicked it.
	Her shock quickly melted away to an excited smile as she
tried a few other tricks, each more spectacular than its
predecessor. Before long, she was even moving cars around in an
adjacent parking lot, barely noticing the effort.
	A wide smile still firmly in place, she settled back onto
her bench and again looked at her hands.  She noticed an extremely
faint blue aura around them, almost undetectable in the light
from the nearby streetlamp.
	Curious, she held one hand up in front of her and
concentrated on it.  She had been told of how Mu Lin had created
'energy spheres', and decided to try it herself.  If it worked,
she knew she could definitely make use of the technique.
	As she concentrated, her palm began to glow brighter and
brighter, but still no sphere.  Concentrating harder, she saw the
light changing shape slowly, moving from her hand to the air above
it.  She could feel herself getting strained from the effort, but
ignored it and grit her teeth to push harder.  She fought for
several more seconds, and was about to give up when the energy
just 'popped' into a ball shape, and settled back to the surface
of her palm.
	She had to smile.  It was warm, soft and pleasant to the
touch, and she swore it even made her feel better.  Holding the
tennis-ball sized orb up in her hand, she found her gaze drawn
deep into its dazzling blue.   She gasped aloud as she discovered
that it seemed to go on forever within itself, and looked as if
it was alive with movement.
	Suddenly, she understood why it had been so hard to control.
	Finally breaking the almost hypnotic hold the orb had on
her, she grasped it in her hand and rose to her feet.  Looking up
and down the waterfront for boats and canoes, she took a deep
breath and launched the ball out over the river, watching intently
as it headed for the water.
	She didn't bank on the power of the blast she set off,
however.
	In the time it took her to realize her mistake, she was
blown off her feet and thoroughly drenched by the very wet shock
wave.  Upon picking herself up from the puddle, she looked at the
mess and her very wet clothes, and broke out laughing at her own
stupidity.



	"Ranma, who are you taking to?"  Akane asked, regarding
her husband nervously.
	Ranma erked and turned to see her standing in the doorway,
looking down at him as he sat, apparently alone, on the walking
deck.
	"Ano... Akane-chan, I have someone I'd like you to meet."
he replied with a sigh, rising to his feet and stepping around to
face his wife.  "This is Joy."  he indicated, gesturing to his
side.  As he did, a smiling young girl in a green satin China
Mini appeared out of thin air.
	"Hajimemashite, Saotome Akane."  Joy bowed pleasantly, a
bright smile on her face.
	"Masaka..." Akane gasped, lifting her hand to her gaping
mouth.
	"Sorry about that..."  Joy responded, flushing slightly.
"I just dropped in on Ranma to bring him up to speed on a few
things... I didn't mean to spook you."  she assured quickly,
clasping her hands behind her.
	Akane felt her heart sink.  "What... do you mean...?" she
stammered, her mind filling with all kinds of frightening scenarios.
	"That's what she was explaining to me, Akane.  Remember
that girl that took over my other form?"  Ranma interjected
hesitantly, recognizing the look on his wife's face.
	"Hai... Mu Lin, ne?"  Akane responded distantly, still not
taking her eyes off of Joy.
	"Ya... the one who still has it;  Seirei Hitomi.  It turns
out that..."
	"I don't want to hear it!"  Akane abruptly blurted, then
turned and dashed down the hall.
	Joy looked up at Ranma sadly, as he looked back at her
confirmingly.  "See?  I told you this would happen."  he sighed,
rubbing his eyes.  "I'd better go to her.  Stick around, Joy-sama...
I'm gonna need you to back me on this."  he added, firmly.
	"No worries, Ranma.  She's still pretty shaken up over it
all, ne?"  Joy noted, nodding.
	"Hai.  She still can't accept me like this.  I know she
tries, but I can tell.  She thinks I'm going to be taken away for
good any minute.  Kuso, sometimes I wonder if it wouldn't have been
easier the other way." he stated, lowering his eyes.
	"Ranma... don't think like that.  The Fates don't like being
second-guessed.  Go to your wife... Hitomi is still just playing
around, so we have a little time."
	Ranma studied the Spirit Child for a moment, then lowered
a corner of his mouth.  "See you in a minute."  he finally said,
then zapped off to see Akane.
	  


	As she stood in the middle of the grass wringing out her
braid, Hitomi suddenly shuddered as a feeling of terror ran her
spine.  It took her a few seconds to discover the significance,
however, but once she sorted it out, her face instantly darkened.
	"Kikyo... " she whispered angrily, realizing the she was
'sensing' her girlfriend's panic and fear.  Closing her eyes, she
cleared her thoughts and allowed her mind to open.  What she felt
only made her angrier.
	"Anita... this time you've pushed it *way* too far." she
growled, feeling her skin start to tingle.  "Nobody... hurts my
family...!"  she added, her fists clenching tightly at her sides.
	As she considered her next move,  her mind abruptly began
to flood with thoughts she knew were not her own.  Images of
battles; wispy, cloud-like creatures; her alter-ego surrounded
by a family; Joy; Mu Lin; Elysse; Shampoo; it was like watching
a tape on fast-forward.
        Slowly, she began to feel a strange surge building in her
chest, almost as if she was being 'charged up' somehow.  The
sensation also made her legs go weak, and she felt herself gently
collapse to her knees.
	The tableau of images continued to play in her mind, and
as they did, Hitomi began to feel very odd.  She wasn't scared,
nor was she even angry any longer.  She just felt - different.
        She tried to figure out what was happening to her, but
was unable to get her mind to follow a thought while the images
still blurred through it.  She was becoming concerned when the
images abruptly stopped, only to be replaced by a solid white
field.
	Outwardly, she found herself unable to move, but that
didn't worry her.  Somehow, she had the feeling that she simply
had to wait, and her answers would come.
	Within a few moments, her thoughts were proven right.  In
her mind, Hitomi began to sense a presence, one that seemed to be
made up of several individuals.  Together, they seemed to be
speaking to her; but not so much to her conscious as her very
soul.  The experience both intimidated and excited her, leaving
her feeling almost euphoric.
	Again, her mind became a jumble of images and feelings,
although this time they were far too difficult to follow.  The
process felt like it went on forever, and when it was over, Hitomi
found herself standing as she was before it all occurred, only
she was now dry.
	A confident, assured smile replaced her surprised gape as
she realized that she finally understood herself.  And with this
understanding came the only thing that no one had so far been
able to give her, not even Kikyo.  A true sense of purpose.
        Suddenly, Hitomi felt totally complete... and better than
she ever had in her entire life.
	Smiling gently, she closed her eyes and bowed deeply.
"Arigato, Kami-sama.  I will do my best."  she stated aloud,
emphatically.

 
	It was like a scene from a fantasy; or perhaps a really
bad dream.  Kikyo was now in the midst of a massive,
cathedral-ceilinged room ringed with huge windows, and decked out
with expensive, quality antique furniture and a bed bigger than
the entire floor area of her parents home.  As well, it had a
somewhat unnerving decor, featuring strange statues and unusual
paintings.  Yet, despite the room and the attentive (and discreetly
apologetic) household staff that came with it, Kikyo couldn't stop
crying.  All she could think about was Hitomi.
	Anita had come to see her arrive, and even personally set
up the bed and blankets for her to be placed in it.  She was so
sweet and caring that Kikyo found it hard to believe that she was
actually the same person who just had her kidnapped.
	Anita had left after finding her unable to even talk
through her tears, stating that she would be back a little later.
Kikyo didn't find that thought particularly appealing.
	She knew that the room was loaded with security cameras
and microphones, so she deliberately kept up her tears, which
under the circumstances wasn't really a difficult thing to do.
Aside from the anger and uncertainty over her own fate, she was
scared for her girlfriend, knowing that if she was still okay,
she'd probably lose it when she discovered what happened.  In a
way, she hoped she would, thinking that it might intimidate Anita
into backing off.
	On thinking it over however, her optimism faded as it
occurred to her that Hitomi had probably already tried that...
and it apparently hadn't worked.
	Reaching to her side for another tissue, she jumped as she
heard the large doors open and the clack of heels coming toward
her.  She could tell even without looking that it was Anita, since
she was the only native Japanese in the house aside from herself.
The rapid, tight spacing of the clacks indicated the 'proper',
short-strided walk of the 'genteel'.  Inwardly, Kikyo had to smirk
at the wasted effort put into teaching Anita to be proper.  Just
as she turned back to face her 'host', a thought hit her.  If
Anita was a member of Japanese society...
	"Kikyo-chan...? Are you feeling any better?"  Anita asked,
genuinely concerned.
	"Hai... "  Kikyo sniffed affectedly, deliberately not
looking at her 'host'.  "Why am I here... why did you do this?"
she asked, trying to indicate her displeasure.
	"I couldn't see leaving you at that dreary, dingy
hospital... even though it's one of ours, it's still no place for
someone as special as you."  Anita smiled, winking.  "I thought
you'd be much more comfortable here, so I invited you to come stay
with me."  she added, quite seriously.  Kikyo had to suppress an
urge to shriek her indignance at being 'invited' in the manner
that she had, but bit her tongue.  It was obvious to her that Anita
had her own way of looking at things, and she wouldn't be receptive
anyway.  Instead, she opted for the question that would hopefully
put her mind at ease.  "What happened to Hitomi?"  she blurted,
holding her breath for the answer.
	"Ano... she came to speak to me, and then left when she
realized that I was the better person for you, Kikyo-chan."  she
replied, pleasantly.  Kikyo blinked as she took the statement in,
then blinked again as she realized that Anita truly believed what
she was saying.  That observance really unnerved her.
        "So... she's okay?"  Kikyo sniffed again, trying to sound
unaffected by Anita's words.
	"Hai.  She left willingly.  That means we can be together
from now on, without worrying about her."  Anita replied, smiling
happily.  "Oh, Kikyo-chan... I'm so happy.  I've missed you all
these days since we met, and my life hasn't been the same.  Now
that we're together, I can make you the happiest girl in the
world... as happy as I am right now."  she gushed, her eyes
actually shimmering as she reached for Kikyo's hand.
	Kikyo used the excuse of wiping her face to move her hand
away before Anita could touch it, then snuffled loudly and
affectedly to clear her nose.  She noted happily that Anita cringed
slightly at the sound.
	"Kazagaya-san, I don't think you're going to be very happy
with me for long..." she began, lowering her eyes in an attempt to
look meek.  "There is something about me that you may not like...
but someone with your station should know." she continued, softly.
	Anita looked back at Kikyo questioningly, wondering what
she could possibly have missed in her background checks.  "Hai,
Kikyo-chan...?"  she finally asked, proddingly.
	"Ano... It's painful for me to say this, Kazagaya-san...
but... I am... burakumin.  If... you 'associate' with me, it will
bring you nothing but shame." Kikyo stated quietly, her
accompanying sniff all too painfully real.
	She could hear Anita's stifled gasp, and glanced up in time
to see her shudder slightly.  Inwardly, she prayed that she had
hit a nerve.
	For a long moment, Anita looked back at Kikyo
expressionlessly, then lowered her eyes.  Drawing a heavy sigh, she
lifted her gaze and forced a small smile.  "I ... knew that,
Kikyo-chan.  It is something... I will have to deal with." she
responded softly, her voice talking an odd timbre.  "I... must
attend to affairs of business.  I will be back soon to see how
you are doing."  she abruptly flustered, then bowed quickly and
took her leave.
	Kikyo watched her leave, wondering what to make of her
reaction.   Anita obviously cared about it, but it was also
obvious that she was willing to overlook it... at least personally.
That thought brought more tears to her face as she realized that
her gamble had failed.



	Akane looked back at Ranma with reddened, puffy eyes, her
voice so broken by sobs that she could hardly speak.  "Then why
is she here...?  If she's this 'Hitomi's' guardian, why does she
need to bother you...?"  she finally stated, again wiping her face.
	"Akane-chan... she's just letting me know about some things
that are happening... so if I 'feel' anything, I'll know what it's
from.  She wanted to tell me some other stuff, too, but hasn't got
there yet."  Ranma assured gently, reaching up and placing his hand
on her flushed cheek, wiping a stray tear away with his thumb.
	Akane only looked back at him sadly, searching his eyes for
assurance.  Noticing how concerned he was, she sniffed back her
tears and wrapped him in a tight hug.  "Ranma... I'm scared... I'm
scared you'll be taken from us again... and this time you might not
be back."  she sobbed, her voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt.
	"No.  I won't ever let that happen, Akane-chan.  I swear it."
Ranma insisted, lifting her to look deep in her eyes.  "Like I
said before... I came back to be with you and my family... I'm not
about to leave now."  he added, firmly.  "Not now or ever."
	Abruptly, the emotional silence in the room was broken by
the sound of someone clearing her throat.
	"I hate to disturb you Ranma-san, but things have just
escalated; she's been matured.  That means..."  Joy began, only to
have her sentence finished by a surprised Ranma.
        "She's fully aware..."  he breathed, shaking his head.  "I
can feel it." he added, smiling.
        "Ano... and what does that mean?"  Akane blinked, feeling a
little like a fifth wheel.
	Joy smiled mischievously.  "Things are going to get
exciting."  she quipped, as Ranma rolled his eyes.



	"Wake up, sleepy head!"  a startlingly familiar voice
chimed, shocking Kikyo out of a sound sleep.
	"Ano... who..?"  she blurted, discovering suddenly that
she must have finally cried herself to sleep.  Lifting herself
onto her side, she almost screamed when she saw who the voice
belonged to.
	"Hitomi-chan!!"  she squealed, as quietly as she could
given her excitement.
	"Hai!  I missed you so much I just had to come see you."
the redhead smiled, kneeling beside the bed and wrapping Kikyo
in a huge hug.  "Are you okay, Kiko-chan?"
	"Ano... scared, worried and sore, but okay, I guess...
Masaka, Hitomi-chan...!  How did you get in here?  And how did you
even know where I was?!?"   she gushed in disbelief, so excited
she could barely form the sentences.
	Hitomi smiled indulgently as she leaned back from the hug.
"Let's just say I learned a few new tricks..." she winked, happily.
"In fact, I'm going to use them to get you out of here and back
home with me where you belong."  she added, taking her girlfriend's
hand and holding it tightly.
	Kikyo studied Hitomi's smiling face for a few moments,
then broke out in a smile of her own.  "Hell, I don't care if you
came out of thin air... I'm just so relieved you're okay.  Anita
said you just walked out, but I didn't believe her...  I was sure
something had happened to you."  she babbled, reaching up and
touching Hitomi's shoulder and cheek as she did.
	"I did.  I told her that I knew I had nothing to worry
about.  I also told her you loved me, not her, and nothing she could
ever do to me would change that."  Hitomi nodded, still smiling.
	Before Kikyo could respond, the huge doors to the bedroom
flew open, admitting a very angry Anita flanked by at least two
dozen armed guards.  "Well, you have something to worry about now,
koneko... you're trespassing again, and that gives me the right to
use whatever force necessary to remove you.  And you can kiss that
little Centre of yours good-bye, too... evidently it needs a new
manager."  Anita growled, waving the guards around her into
position.
	Hitomi simply looked over at her and sighed resignedly.
"Just a minute, Kiko-chan... I'll be right back."  she stated, as
nonchalantly as if she was going to answer the phone.  Rising, she
turned to face Anita and took a stance.  Kikyo simply watched her
go, blinking in surprise.
	"Hah!  Is that supposed to scare me?  Wake up, red...
you're surrounded by guns... you'll be dead before you take two
steps."  Anita laughed, tauntingly.
        Hitomi smirked knowingly.  "Kasagaya-san, there are two
things you can never defeat with brute force, no matter how much
you posses.  The spirit of Love..." she began, only to vanish
into thin air.  A heart beat later, she reappeared immediately
behind Anita and tapped her on the shoulder.  "...and the
Spirit World."  she concluded, grinning.
	"Ah...!"  Anita gasped, spinning to face the tap.  By the
time she did, she felt another tap, again from behind her.
	"Wrong way, Baka... I'm over here."  Hitomi chimed, again
grinning.
	Again, Anita spun around, only to see Hitomi fade out and
reappear leaning on a nearby guard's shoulder.  "You see,
Kasagaya-san, there are some things you simply shouldn't mess
with."  she remarked, startling the hell out of the hapless woman
guard.  "And I'm one of them."  she added, a wry grin spreading
across her face.  Turning to face the stunned and gaping guards
as a whole, Hitomi cleared her throat.  "Gentlemen; and lady;
I advise you to quietly lower your weapons and leave the room...
if you want to see your next paycheque."  she advised, cracking
her knuckles.
	The guards looked at each other, then at Anita, then back
at each other.  Anita, meantime, recovered the power of speech and
snarled at them.  "Take her OUT!!"  she shouted, pointing toward
the stunned female guard.  She blinked as she noticed that Hitomi
wasn't there anymore.  In the same second, she felt another tap.
Eyes widening, she shuddered and turned to see Hitomi standing
beside her, wagging a finger at her reprovingly.
	"Tsk, tsk.  Wrong answer."  the redhead smirked, and
gestured over the gathering of guards.  Noisily, they all groaned
and collapsed to the floor.  Anita paled as she watched the scene,
then turned fearfully toward Hitomi.  The redhead only smiled
knowingly.
	"Kazagaya-san... the way I see it, you only have two
choices; fix up everything that you've done and leave us alone,
or make me mad.  It's up to you."  Hitomi indicated, walking up
and looking the shaking woman in the eyes.
	"I... w - won't." she finally stammered, summoning what
remained of her indignance.  "I... love Kikyo-chan.  I won't give
her up." she insisted, trying to display her best tough face.
	"I was afraid you'd say that." Hitomi sighed, resignedly.
"Then you leave me no choice."  she continued, fixing Anita's
widened eyes in a fearsome stare.
	As she did, the room suddenly became dark and cold, and
all of the hidden video cameras began to explode in sequence
around them.  As Anita saw the glow emanate from Hitomi's eyes,
she started to shake her head violently.  "No... this isn't real...
you're hypnotizing me...!" she protested, grabbing her head and
closing her eyes.
	"This is no game, Anita... it's what happens when you
anger a Spirit.  And when you anger one... you anger them all."
Hitomi advised, menacingly.  "You just bought yourself a one way
ticket to the Realm of the Dark, Kazagaya-san... enjoy the ride."
she continued, a thin smile forming on her face.
	At the same moment, a yawning chasm opened under Anita's
feet, a dull but powerful red glow spilling from it as it widened.
The odour of Sulfur filled the room, and flames licked at the top
of the chasm, the bursts of heat and stench sending the horrified
Anita into abject panic.
	As the now terrified and shrieking woman remained somehow
suspended above the widening opening, Hitomi walked up to her and
grabbed her chin, forcing the woman's wild eyes to focus on her.
	"Last chance, Kazagaya-san... Undo what you've done, or I
send you where you belong."  the redhead snarled evenly, again
staring hard into Anita's now tear-filled eyes.
	"I... will...p - please... by the Kami... don't let me
fall..."  Anita whimpered in response, grabbing Hitomi's arm in
fear.
	"Do you swear... on your life?"  Hitomi responded, eyes
narrowing.
	"I do... I do... I beg of you... spare me...!"  Anita
repeated, her eyes showing her fear plainly to Hitomi's searching
glare.
	"Hm.  There *may* be hope for your soul yet.  Although I
will warn you... you have no more chances.  Go back on your word,
and this *shall* be your fate."  Hitomi indicated firmly, moving
Anita away from the chasm and lowering her to the floor.
Instantly, the room returned to normal, with no sign of the chasm
or it's effects.  "Now... sleep, foolish Mortal, and when you
awaken, you will reverse all you have done, and by way of
compensation to her, get Citizenship for Lin Shan Pu.  Then, you
will bother us no more.  Oyasumi."  she reiterated, and snapped
her fingers.  Anita collapsed to the floor with a long sigh,
leaving a satisfied Hitomi standing alone among a sea of
unconscious bodies.
	Smiling, she walked back over to Kikyo, who was staring
back at her over the blanket she pulled up.  Her eyes were wide
with fear, and shimmered with nascent tears.  Hitomi's smile faded
as she noticed her girlfriend's look, and she immediately bit her
lip and settled to her knees.
	"Kiko-chan...?  Is something wrong?"  Hitomi asked,
worriedly reaching for her arm.
	Kikyo jerked her arm away and leaned out of Hitomi's reach.
"Ano... Who... are you?"  she asked, fearfully.
	Hitomi lowered her head and sighed, suddenly understanding
what was happening.   "It's really me, Kiko-chan... Your Hitomi."
she assured, softly.
	"Really...?  You're not... Mu Lin?"  Kikyo ventured in
reply, eyeing the redhead nervously.
	"Hai.  Really."  she smiled warmly, meeting Kikyo's still
fearful gaze.  "I'm sorry if I scared you, but she left me no
choice.  Had I not..." she began explaining, but Kikyo cut her off.
	"If you're not Mu Lin, then how... did you..."  she
blurted, still trying to absorb all that had happened.
	"Kiko-chan... It's a long story.  I'll explain the best I
can after we get home and get you settled, ne?  C'mon... I don't
know about you, but this place is getting to me."  she smiled,
rising and offering her hand to the still-wary Kikyo.
	"I... I... " Kikyo stammered, still keeping her hands under
the blanket.
	Hitomi frowned briefly and set her hands on her hips, then
abruptly smirked mischievously.  "I know how to prove it to you..."
she indicated, then flung the blanket off of Kikyo and planted a
huge, passionate kiss on her surprised lips.
	It took only a fraction of a second for Kikyo to make up
her mind and respond, turning the kiss into an impassioned release
of her fear, worry and heartache.



	"Lin-san, you wouldn't believe it if you saw it yourself.
Hitomi was even nastier than Mu Lin... she really surprised me;
hell, she scared me to death.  I thought for sure Mu Lin was
back."  Kikyo indicated, still shaking her head over the affair.
"I'm still nervous about that, actually."
        "Hai... she did seem a bit different today... is she
okay?"
        "Far as I can tell... but, now that you mention it, I
noticed that, too.  Even this morning."  Kikyo noted, thoughfully.
        "Probably from the troubles... So... what happened to
Anita?"  the Amazon blinked, setting Kikyo's teacup down.
	"I don't know and I don't care.  She got you your papers
and fixed Anata's banking, and that's all I know.  I'm just glad
this is all over."  Kikyo affirmed, dropping her head back against
the chair.  "Hey, speaking of 'what happened?', you said you got
away from those guys, but you never said how.  And where did you
go?" she abruptly asked, looking back at the grinning Amazon.
	"I went back to the Center, but you two were not there.
Since I didn't know where else to go, I stayed there until Hitomi
came to work today.  I didn't think they would send others there."
Shampoo indicated, shrugging.  "And as far as the getting away,
let's just say that there is more than one reason I am called
'Shampoo'. she grinned, wryly.



	"Well, Ranma?  What do you think?  Not bad for a first
effort, ne?"  Joy smiled, proudly.
	"Hai... but she'll need more than illusions to deal with
the big guys.  Does she know about that yet?"  he replied, sipping
his tea.
	"Ya... she still needs a bit of experience, and that's
what you're being counted on for.  I just hope that this convinces
them to lay low for a while longer."
	"Me too... I ain't looking forward to this.  Akane's still
freaked about you being here, and I can just imagine how she'll
feel when I give her the news."  he noted, sighing.  "It kinda makes
me wonder why the Fates chose this method though... why not just do
the same things as the other guys?  You know... the possessions
and stuff."
        "As I understand it, this whole thing was the result of a
combination of good and bad circumstance.  Mu Lin's..."
	"Ranma...!  Breakfast!"  the sweetest voice Ranma knew
called out, interrupting their conversation.
	"Hai, Akane-chan!" he responded, smiling.  "Gotta go,
Joy-sama.  Keep an eye on my body, huh?"  he smirked, then
rose to his feet.
	Joy smiled broadly.  "Hai.  That's my job, ne?  Ja Ne!"
she winked, fading from sight.
	Ranma huffed bemusedly at the remark, then turned and
headed into the house shaking his head.  Inwardly, he was still
nervous about what was coming, and sincerely hoped that the Fates
knew what they were doing.



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END - Hell Hath No Fury               A Ranma1/2 Fanfic By Coutuva

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