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Chapter SIX

	Ukyo stumbled down the street, engrossed in her thoughts. She finally 
had Ranma, but at what cost?  He was hers no doubt about it,  but 
unfortunately, it wasn't on her terms; drastic measures for drastic 
times.  Akane had been steeling herself to act, so for Ukyo it was a now 
or never situation.  There was still the problem of Ranma's girl side. 
How she would react to recent events remained to be seen.
	Ukyo was startled out of her thoughts by a yowl from a side street.  
Glancing down the alley, she saw a feline horde.  Most stayed back, 
frightened. The leader, a midnight black tom, strutted forward, letting 
loose another yowl, as he advanced on Ukyo.
	Ukyo settled into a crouch, holding out her hand towards the cat, her 
eyes lighting up with anticipation.  The cat moved forward, making a 
sound caught somewhere between a hiss and a purr, as if he couldn't 
decide to be happy or angry. Then, making his decision, rubbed his cheek 
against the back of Ukyo's outstreched hand.
	Ukyo smiled, petting the cat, all the way down his back. When she 
reached his tail she slid her hand over it, and his demeanor changed. 
Yowling in pain, the cat bit down on Ukyo's knuckle, reaching the bone.  
Grimacing, she put her hand to her lips, trying to stem the flow of 
blood.  Glaring down at the cat, Ukyo nearly swatted him with her free 
hand, but stopped herself.  Stooping down, she gathered him into her 
arms,  removing the small priece of string tied to his tail, the source 
of his pain.  Cuddling him to her chest, Ukyo continued her journey 
home.

	Nabiki looked around, and seeing no one, slid the door to Happosai's 
room open a crack.  Peeking in, Nabiki found him  lying atop a pile of 
woman's undergarments, snoring loudly.  Her eyes gleaming, Nabiki crept 
into the room, leaving the door ajar, and descended upon the sleeping 
lecher, taking great pains not to drop the package under her arm.

	He was definitely dead. Kuno spat, then turned his head away. 'Oh 
well," Kuno thought to himself as they pushed the body back into the 
chamber, 'He was a loyal servant for many years...at least we shall be 
able to give him a nice funeral.'
	Kuno slammed his fist against the wall as he walked through the doors 
leading from the Nerima morgue. 
	"There, there dear brother, I'm sure it was all for the best!"
	"As usual, sister, your words match the darkness locked within your 
heart..." A single tear rolled down Kuno's cheek. Kodachi laughed a 
shrill laugh and threw her glossy hair back.
	"Who was it, sister, tell me. Was it that Tendo bitch?? Was it that  
wandering tramp?? Or perhaps the Amazon wench charlatan and her whelp of 
a granddaughter!"
	""You'd looooove to know, wouldn't you, brother dear. My boss wouldn't 
let me tell you even if I wanted to...which of course, I don't."
	"SASUKEEEEEEE!!!!" Kuno held his head in his hands, 
"i...will...get...my...revenge...I WILL AVENGE YOU MY DEAR SERVANT 
SASUKE!!!!"
	"Perhaps a play for power, dear brother, or a vile threat. Maybe just 
someone trying to irritate your precious demeanor...or perhaps someone 
who knew Sasuke for the worthless peasant he was and was jealous of his 
treatment."
	"You think you're funny now, dear sister, but just remember that I run 
this city and unless you want to be sent back to that place my father 
conceived you, I suggest you think of who will be the one to inherit his 
fortunes!"

	Nabiki stood up a little uneasily, swaying slightly, she stumbled to 
the door, a satisfied look on her face.  Wrenching the door open, Nabiki 
lost her balance, falling to the floor, taking Happosai's door with her.  
Hearing the noise, Kasumi rushed in, running over Happosai, covered as 
he was with lipstick marks and scratches, a footprint didn't make much 
difference.  Coming to her little sister's side, Kasumi was surprised 
when Nabiki tried to headbutt her.  She was even more surprised as 
Nabiki tripped over an empty sake bottle, fell through her and landed 
with a crunch on the floor behind her. 
	"Are you okay??" Kasumi asked.
	Nabiki slowly rose to her knees, weaving slightly. She had shards of 
glass and clay all over the front of her blouse, and her clothes were 
stained with blood.
	"Nabiki!! You're bleeding pretty badly!  Perhaps you should lie down." 
Kasumi said, wishing she were still able to help Nabiki clean the wounds 
in a more substantial manner.
	Nabiki appeared confused for a moment. She shook her head to try and 
clear it, then looked down at herself. Her eyes widened.
	"NOOOOOO...blood...dammit!!"
	"I know you're upset, it's probably shock from blood loss...Nabiki, 
have you been drinking?? Oh. NABIKI!!! You know that you have a low 
alcohol tolerance! Remember the Prozac incident!!"
	"No, you don't understand...blood...spilt...bleeding...ruined!" It was 
all so garbled. Nabiki just couldn't clear her head enough to explain.
	"OH! I get it! You're worried about your blouse being ruined!! Well no 
need to worry, I'm sure I can get the stains out! Here," 
	She took Nabiki by the arm and led her to her room. Nabiki, weaving and 
stumbling the whole way, fell into bed, as Kasumi bandaged her and 
washed the blood from her. Kasumi said goodnight and took the stained 
clothes to be washed.





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