The  characters  of the Ranma �  universe  are  the
creation   and   possession  of  the  brilliant   Rumiko
Takahashi.  They  belong  to Rumiko  Takahashi  and  her
licensees   (Shogakukan   Inc.,   Kitty-Fuji   TV,   Viz
Communications   Inc.)  No  copyright  infringement   is
intended.   
This fanfic was inspired by Gary Kleppe's 'Justice' and was
created with his consent. However _any_ and _all_ mistakes or omissions are
entirely mine.
C&C is both appreciated and encouraged.


               Justice 2: The True Horror Revealed

What has gone before:

Kuonji Ukyou, the beautiful, kindhearted, genius cook has lost
Saotome Ranma, her beautiful but weak minded fiance, to
Tendou Akane. Realizing that even her immense okonomyaki skill
and heaven blessed elegance is insufficient against the hell-spawn
Tendou, Kuonji Ukyou, also known as Ukyou the kawaii, decides
to seek help from the gods.  Going to a nearby cursed-travel
agency Kuonji-sama buys a ticket on the profane-bullet train to
the remote, 'Forbidden Ski Lodge of the Gods'. Struggling
against immense odds Ukyou finds herself at the temples of the
gods. However the God of Wisdom doesn't validate parking and
the Goddess of Mercy has a five dollar cover charge. Deciding
that she wants justice (and the free dinner show) Ukyou enters
the temple of the God of Justice.  There the God of Justice
answers Ukyou's demand that Ranma keep his promise to always
take care of her in a manner Ukyou never expected. 
Transmogrified by godly power from the refined, serious minded
genius cook into a small, fuzzy, slightly less refined dog she finds
herself unceremoniously stuffed into an overnight mailing box.  
Very soon she finds herself in the Tendou doujo, and  in the arms
of the man she loves . . .

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     "Oh, Ranmakun. What a precious dog. What are you
going to name it?"
     "I dunno, Kasumi. I've never had a pet before. Maybe
'Iron Fist' or uhhh 'Dragon's Steel Tooth' or 'Demon Fang . . .'"
Ukyou-puppy wriggled indignantly in Ranma's arms.
     "It's a girl." Nabiki gave Ranma a sour look and went
back to her magazine.
     "A GIRL! Oh yeah. I forgot." Ranma looked crestfallen.
"I dunno what to name a girl. Geeez, why couldna it been a boy
dog."
     "And what's WRONG with being a girl?"
     "Uhhhh. Nuthin'." Ranma backed nervously away from
Akane. "I just don't know what to name a girl."
     "Well." Akane took pity on the baka. He was HER baka
after all. "What do you think of when you see her?"
     "Fleas?" Ranma scratched his head.
     "For twenty thousand Yen I'll make sure he never names
your kids." Nabiki spoke without looking up from her reading. 
     Akane shot a fulminating look at her older sister and
opened her mouth for a scathing retort. She paused , looked at
her new husband, looked at the puppy in his hands; imagined a
new baby instead "I've only got 10,000 on me." Akane said
handing Nabiki a wad of bills. "Will you trust me for the rest?"
     "Of course. You're family.  I won't even start charging
interest on what you owe until tomorrow."
     "Princess!"
     Akane looked at Ranma. "What?"
     "Princess. What about Princess?"
     "Uhhh." Akane looked doubtfully at the clumsy looking
little dog trying to imagine anything that looked less princess-like.
"Wellll, I guessss."
     "Princess?" Ranma dangled the little dog in the air. "Do
you like that name? Princess?"
     Ukyou-puppy gave a little yelp.
     "OH, you like that?" Ranma hugged the puppy to his
chest. "Are you MY princess?"
     Another little yip.
     "Look at that . . .she knows her name." Ranma fell back
on the floor, holding the puppy in the air. "You are soooooo
smart. Are you daddy's little princess?" Another little yip,
followed by a small wet lick on Ranma's cheek. "OH, you are
such a GOOOOOD girl. Isn't she a goooood girl." Ranma started
babbling baby talk and scruffling Ukyou-puppy on the tummy,
much to her delight. 
     "Ranma-kun has gone bye-bye." Nabiki announced,
having been drawn out of her magazine by Ranma's antics. 
     "FOOD!" Ranma suddenly exclaimed. "I've got to go and
buy her some food. Nabiki can I borrow some money? I need to
go buy some food for her breakfast tomorrow."
     "There's plenty of food in the 'fridge." Nabiki replied,
unwilling to let  Ranma and his new 'friend' interrupt her reading
anymore. Especially since he still owed her interest and principle
from his last loan . "It won't hurt her to eat people-food one time.
Just find something in the morning and you can buy dog-food
later."
     "I'm going to bed." Akane announced . "In case you've
forgotten, we have school tomorrow."
     "Hmmmm?" Ranma glanced up from playing with
Princess. "Did you say something?"
     "Not a word, Ranma. In fact I'm not even here."
     "OK, whatever."  Ranma started throwing a crumpled ball
of paper. Ukyou-puppy stumbled after it on clumsy  legs.
Grabbing the paper-ball in her mouth she pranced proudly back to
Ranma. "Did you SEE that. Did you see what she DID!!!" 
     "Yeah, great. She killed a wad of paper. She's a genius."
Nabiki gave an annoyed glance at the noisy duo. 
     "That's right." Sarcasm was wasted on Ranma. "She's a
genius. No, she's better than a genius, she's uhhh, she's�what's
better than a genius?"

     Akane rolled her eyes and headed for the stairs. "Why
don't you ask PRINCESS, she's obviously the brains."
     "OH, what a SMART puppy you are. You're daddy's
smart little girl aren't you? You're just the bestest little puppy in
Japan. NO, in the world. You are . . ." 
     Mercifully,  closing door to her room cut off the sickly
sweet babble. Some time later Akane half roused as she felt her
husband slip into bed. She rolled over automatically to give him a
kiss. She was less than thrilled to meet fuzzy puppy lips. 
     "AAAAAA!" Snapping on the light Akane stared at her
husband and a small puppy who was frantically scrubbing it's lips
with a fore-paw.  "What is that DOG  doing in MY bed???"
     "But Akaaaane" Ranma whined. "It's dark and scary
downstairs. And she's just a little puppy."
Akane opened her mouth to blast her feeble minded spouse's
faulty logic. She found that 'Wifely-Wrath-Fu' was no match for
a double assault of 'Sad-Eyed-Puppy-Fu' .
     "All right. But JUST for tonight. Tomorrow she gets her
own bed."
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     In the morning Akane awoke to find her bed empty except
for a slight depression and a few short black hairs on the pillow.
Shaking her head slightly at how easily she'd been manipulated,
Akane gathered her clothes and headed for the bath. She'd just
finished bathing and was buttoning her blouse when a shriek of
mortal horror pierced the air like a blowtorch through a chocolate bunny.
Taking the stairs two at a time Akane skidded to a stop beside her
sister. Nabiki sagged against the door frame, looking into the
kitchen. There was such a look of devastation on her face that Akane
prepared herself for combat with Kali-Destroyer-of-Worlds at the
very least. Sparing only a moment to wonder what the Hindu god
of destruction was doing in their home (although there WAS 'The
Cookie Incident' of '86, Akane thought guiltily.) she charged into
the kitchen to find�
     "Isn't  this goooood? Does Daddy's girl like her num-
nums?" Ranma paused in his monologue to press a strip of freshly
browned steak to Ukyou-puppy's mouth. Princess sniffed the still
warm delicacy, then deigned to accept the morsel as her just due.
     "My Kobe." Nabiki sobbed softly. "My poor, poor Kobe."

     Akane turned to face her sister. "What on EARTH is
going on? I thought someone was being murdered!"
     "It's worse that murder. It's sacrilege!!! My Kobe beef.
Hand raised in air conditioned stalls. Fed only the finest grain.
Hand massaged so it's perfectly marbled fat is like foie gras.  
OH the HUMANITY, the HORROR . . ." Nabiki buried her face
in her hands to blot out the sight. "Forty thousand Yen a pound.
And he's feeding it to a DOOOOG!" Nabiki sank to her knees
sobbing. Akane patted her sister on the shoulder, before going
into the kitchen.
     "Ranma, Nabiki Oneechan isn't happy about you stealing 
her . . .corvie?"
     "KOBE!!!" Nabiki wailed. "K-O-B-E. The finest beef in
the world. I WON it in a raffle." She turned blazing eyes on
Ranma and the hapless Princess. Princess continued nibbling
daintily at a piece of beef Ranma was holding to her mouth.           
   "WHO told you to feed MY KOBE to that . . .that . . ." Words
failed Nabiki and she sputtered incoherently.
     "You did." Ranma replied, never looking up from
watching Princess. "Did you SEE that? Look at what she does.
She takes the steak RIGHT from my hand. YOU are such a
goooood girl." Ranma crooned, rubbing Ukyou-puppy's ears.
Princess collapsed against Ranma in a state of puppy-bliss.
     "WHAAAAT???" Nabiki shrieked in outrage. " I-DID-NOT-
TELL-YOU . . ."
     "Yes you did." Kasumi looked over Nabiki's shoulder.
"Isn't that cute? Ranma and the puppy have bonded already."
     "What do you mean Oneesama?" Akane turned from
fixing her bentou.
     "Remember, last night? Ranma-kun wanted to borrow
some money to buy dog food and Nabiki told him to just take
something from the refrigerator." Kasumi smiled brightly, happy
to have cleared up any confusion.
          "I NEVER meant to feed that D-O-G my . . ."
     "Well, you should have said so." Akane replied,
reasonably.  "Are you ready to go? We don't want to be late." 
          "Just a minute." Ranma replied, patting Princess's muzzle 
with a clean napkin. "OK, all set."
           "Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!" 
Ranma jerked around to see Akane holding out her shoes with a
look of disgust on her face.
     "Oh, heh, heh." Ranma twiddled his pigtail. "Uh, I guess I
didn't get her outside early enough this morning. You are a
VERY naughty girl." Ranma admonished, wagging his finger in
Ukyou-puppy's face. Princess gently lipped the finger.
     "Look, did you SEE that? Oh, you are SO fierce. Such a
SMART puppy."
     "Ranma?" Akane asked in a dangerously sweet voice.
"You have about three seconds to do something about this." She
 indicated her fouled shoes. "Or Princess is going to be an O-R-P-
H-A-N!!!"
     "Oooops." Ranma handed Princess to Kasumi." Now you
be good for Aunti Kasumi. Daddy will be right back. He just has
to fix the boo-boo you made. Otherwise mama will be cranky all
day."
     "I am NOT CRANKY!!!" Akane called crankily after her
husband.

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One year later, at the Tendou doujou.

     "We . . .we're home." Akane's exhausted voice came
from the front door.
     "Oh, back already?" Kasumi called from the kitchen.
"Akane, please don't drip ichor on the floor. I just waxed."
     "Sorry Oneesama." Akane staggered toward the bath.
"Another lust daemon  attacking city hall. This is the fourth one
this week. And that BAKA of mine was NO help."
     "Hey, you're just jealous." Ranma limped in after her. An olive-drab
blanket marked _POLICE_ wrapped around his mostly nude form.
"That tomboy body of yours can't even attract a lust daemon. While 
MY ultra kawaii body is JUST perfect�
     "Like I WANT to attract a slimy tentacled monster."
Akane flicked a piece of still twitching tentacle from her slimed
hair.  "But I'm beginning to worry about you Ranma. I think you
LIKE being bait for lust daemons."
     "HEY, like it's MY fault. You think I LIKE being
grabbed by hundreds of tentacles, being held . . ." Ranma's eyes
glazed over. " . . .fondled groped" his breathing changed to
short quick gasps. "violated . . . by the hell spawn."
     "Oh my." Kasumi wiped a bit of drool off Ranma's chin.
     "Anyway." Ranma  replied virtuously. "Someone has to
act as bait. Besides . . .I think YOU enjoy CHOPPING the
tentacles just a little too much.  Ya know, we talked about stuff
like that in my Psych class. Pianist envy." Ranma smiled slyly.
     "Are you sure you have that quite right, Ranma-kun?"
Kasumi asked.
     "Yeah, you know. That stuff where girls get jealous
'cause guys got stuff THEY ain't got an' it makes 'em all mad an'
stuff cause they want what they ain't got.  So the tomboy here
takes it out by whacking away at some tentacled monster. 
     "I am NOT jealous!" Akane snapped, smashing a
quivering bit of tentacle with her war-ax. "All I'M saying is that
it's EMBARRASSING the way you flaunt yourself in public.
Have you NO feminine modesty?" 
     "Hey, daemons don't care about modesty. 'Sides they just
rip my clothes off anyway."
     "Please don't argue," Kasumi put in gently. "Things have
been working out very well with Ranma-kun acting as bait."
Ranma grinned smugly.  "And Akane, you have shown a real
talent for killing daemons. Especially the tentacled ones. And it
does pay well."
Akane frowned but decided the argument wasn't worth
continuing. She was hot, tired and dirty. She just wanted to get a
wash before the daemon blood hardened. She plucked another
piece of quivering tentacle from her cleavage and pulped it
between her fingers. It expired with a tiny despairing squeal and
she carefully flicked it into a trash can. Kasumi was very
particular about leaving pieces of hell spawn on the floor. 
Squelching toward the bath Akane passed by Princess's bed. The
formerly small black puppy (now a large black dog) raised one
lazy eyelid and regarded Akane's tattered,dirty form languidly. 
Stretching slightly, Princess nosed the switch beside her, changing
CDs on the bed's built in music system. As Ranma entered the
room Ukyou-princess rolled over, exposing her belly for a rub.
The motion started the water bed gently rocking.
     "Hey, Kasumi." Ranma called worriedly, as he scruffled
Princess's tummy. "Princess is almost out of water. Could you
bring me a bottle from the 'fridge?"
     "I'm sorry, Ranma-kun. We're all out of bottled water. I
can bring you some from the tap."
     "OH no!" Ranma exclaimed. "Tap water is full of
chemicals and heavy metals and stuff. I KNEW I should have
bought that water-filter system," he muttered under his breath. "If
you would, please call the service and ask them for a special
delivery. I'll pay for it out of today's check for daemon killing."
     "Don't mind me." Akane said acidly. "I'm just going to
wash off this daemon blood before it penetrates my skin, poisons
my blood and kills me with a slow agonizing death."
     "Uh huh. OK." Ranma ran his hands worriedly over
Princess. "Kasumi? Could you call the vet too? Princess's skin feels a
little dry. I'd like him to do a blood panel to check her thyroid
function."
     "Why don't you just hire a live-in vet." Akane replied
sarcastically. "We could tear down the doujou and replace it with
a dog hospital."
     "HEY! Yeah." Ranma replied excitedly. "That's a great
idea Ak�uuurrrk." Ranma collapsed to the floor as Akane
applied a stone breaker elbow strike to the top of his head.
     "You're a cute dog Princess." Akane grabbed her semi-
conscious  husband by the pig-tail. "But I draw the line at tearing
down MY doujou." Princess gave a dejected little 'urfff' and let
her head sink sadly to rest on her paws. With a sour look Akane
ruffled the fur between Princess ears. "Sad-Puppy-Fu doesn't
work on ME anymore." Princess heaved a heavy sigh. "Well, not
much, anyway." Grinning affectionately at Ukyou-princess,
Akane started to drag Ranma to the bath. "I'll see if we can't get
a vet on retainer. How's that sound?" 
     "Rowwlf." Ukyou-princess acknowledged grandly.
Feeling overly warm she nudged the thermostat control to cool
then turned her attention to the little plastic toys hung on a string
that made up her menu selections for the night.  Sighing she
realized her only choices were between the broiled lamb or the
poached salmon. And she'd really been looking forward to 
cornish-hen.

 Sometimes she felt there was no Justice in the world. 

               

End Notes:
1) Kobe beef is real. It is very expensive. Ideally it should be
seared on the outside and 'quiveringly raw' on the inside. (Much
of it is actually raised in the U.S. and shipped to Japan.) If you
wish to buy Kobe in the U.S. it has to first go to Japan then
BACK to the U.S. ^_^ (Unless you can find a rancher willing to
sell you an entire cow. :( )

2) Ukyou-princess's bed is real. Generally the controls are NOT
set up for easy use by Canids. The standard sound-system is
AM/FM, CD is extra.  There is also a privacy curtain that was not
described in the text. (BTW, I do NOT have this bed for my Irish
Wolfhound. For a dog her size I could buy a BMW (used) for
what it would cost. Besides, IW's have a bad habit of puncturing
water beds. (Or so I have been told by friends that like water beds
for THEIR IW's) She has to be satisfied with an eggshell foam
mattress covered with sheep skin. And she has to SHARE the
sound system. )

3) In addition to lamb and salmon Ranma is also providing
chelated minerals and vitamin supplements. Additionally he is
browning the organically grown rice himself and culturing yogurt
to ensure quality and freshness.  

4) Ranma is NOT OOC. He has just realized that Dogs are Gods
most perfect creation. Humans were an afterthought, to scratch
that hard-to-reach place just behind the ears. Or,in the words of
Ukyou-puppy's veterinarian: "A dog is like an adopted child who
never grows up and never leaves home."

5) As Ukyou-princess's person Ranma has wisely invested in a
library devoted to the care and feeding of "Princess".  Two of the
first volumes in his library were:
[1] Dr. Pitcairn's complete guide to Natural Health for Dogs &
Cccc . . .cats" (Akane had to read this one and make notes. ^_^)
Richard H. Pitcairn, D.V.M., PhD., and Susan Hubble Pitcairn
[2] Ttouch: Deluxe Dogs and Puppies Video Package (and
supplemental books) by Linda Tellington-Jones

6) Plastic models of food are often placed outside of restaurants
in Japan to indicate menu choices. 
					

Non Sequiturs:
1) Ranma Fanfic: With Friends Like These . . . is finished. I will
post the finished story once my pre-readers are through.
2)Sailor Moon Fanfic:  I am working on Chapter 6 of Sukeban Senshi.
 I will post chapter 4 in a few days. Pre-readers would be helpful. ^_^