Diablerie:Nerima
chapter 7
by: P-R-P-Chan and neB


	Nabiki woke up. Man, did she EVER wake up. She was still reeling from 
last night's exploits. She couldn't remember exaclty what she'd done...

	Nabiki...stumbling through the alleyway behind Nekohanten....the 
satisfied look on her face, his pants around his ankles and his head 
cocked to the side, eyes lifeless. Two tiny puncture holes in his neck. 
Her blouse ripped open, she screams for help, her mischievous smile 
dissapearing when it arrives. Tears suddenly flow down her face. "He 
tried to rape me!! He was ripping my clothes, he took off his pants, 
then...OH MY GOD!! This figure came from out of nowhere, broke his neck 
and...and..., I can't go on!!" Her head falls into Cologne's shoulder, 
sobbing uncontrollably.
	Cologne, confused pats her awkwardly, "There there. You'll be fine, 
child, I'll mix up a little potion for you." She takes Nabiki into her 
kitchen, mixes her a tranquilizer and sends her home with Shampoo. A 
look of concern on her face, she thinks to herself, "There's something 
strange about that child and her story. Also, I smelled a scent on her 
breath that I haven't smelled in a long time...but what would she be 
doing with Dr. Tofu in an alleyway at that time of night, and who would 
kill him in such a manner...OH NO!!! MY SON-IN-LAW IS IN DANGER!!!"

	Nabiki thought to herself, "But I thought that Kasumi brought me...when 
did I leave...when did I get back...MAN my head hurts..." Her forked 
tongue slips out and lascivously flows across her pouting lips, "Now, 
where the hell is Happosai!"


	Kuno was draped across his throne. "Who could have killed Sasuke? 
Nabiki? No she has no reason. Kasumi? She wouldn't care. My 'sister'? I 
wouldn't put it past her, but no, her master has no reason to kill him, 
and what would he care for Sasuke? The Wanderer? Maybe as a show of 
power! That must be it, but it would be best to confirm it. Perhaps I 
should speak to HIM, HE would know. Can I trust HIM though? HE lied 
about Akane's abduction.
	"I didn't lie, I merely said she would be kidnapped. She will"
	"You shouldn't be here."
	"It's my house."
	"IT'S MY CITY!"
	The Shadowy figure in the corner laughed knowinly, "Is it really yours 
though? So much goes on without your knowledge."
	"There is nothing that happens without my say-so."
	"Then what about Sasuke? Was that on your say-so? By your orders?" 
Laughter echoed through the room.
	"WHO? Who killed him? Tell me!"
	"The old one of course. Under orders from the wanderer as you surmised. 
I guess I don't give you enough credit," He paused to chuckle. "Of 
course, it's really the snake who's in control, even if it is in someone 
elses name."
	Koucho Kuno stepped into the light, "So now do I get to shave your 
head, Tachi?"

	Ukyo was having breakfast. Her kitten looked at her with pleading eyes. 
She stretched lithely. The cat shook his head. She shrugged and tosssed 
him a drumstick. He sucked all of the juices out. She sighed dreamily. 
The cat purred. And there was much rejoicing.

	Ryouga was looking for Ak.. no Ranma.. he had to talk to him about Ak.. 
no all the strange things he'd seen lately. Ak.. no Ranma, would be able 
to tell him where his Mistr.. no Akane was.
	Confused as to where he was, he opened a door. Hopefully he would 
finally find his way outside, where he could meet up with his love.  
Striding down the stairs and rounding the corner at the bottom, he came 
upon a disturbing sight.  Kuno was bound to a chair, a menacing figure 
learing over him. Kuno didn't appear to be the least bit fazed, rather 
he seemed impatient.
	"Just get it over with! It's bad enough I'll have to live with one of 
your second rate attempts at a haircut. But if anyone should see me like 
this? My revenge will not be quick."
	"That's because you're not going to get revenge. Without me you know 
nothing. How well do you think you could keep control if you didn't know 
any of the facts? Now be a good boy and stop struggling." Koucho Kuno 
moved forward, hair clippers glinting in what little light there was.
	Ryouga walked closer, neither Kuno having noticed his prescence yet. He 
noticed that Kuno was bound to the chair by Hello Kitty bandaids, must 
have been over three thousand of them. "Umm.. could either of you tell 
me where I could find my Mistr.. I mean where I can find the Tendo 
Dojo?" 

	Stretching his feeble limbs, Haposai rolled off the pile of what other 
people called dirty laundry that he chose to sleep on; He called it his 
Collection.  Wiping the drool from his mouth with his sleeve, he noticed 
the bloodstains outside his room. Normally he wouldn't, not because he 
wasn't observant; Happosai was the Master and Founder of the 
Anything-Goes School of Martial Arts, an art he'd developed in order to 
look up women's kimono without having to pay the price any regular 
pervert would. The reason he noticed was because of something else that 
was missing, namely the door to his room. Rousing himself, he floated 
haphazardly through the doorway, towards the stain. He dipped a finger 
into the blood and licked it clean.
	'Hmm,' he thought to himself, 'Not like anyone I've ever tasted 
before...' He shrugged and floated on, humming to himself and planning a 
way of replenishing his supply of energy and panties.



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