At 12:58 AM 12/19/1999 -0800, Jack Staik wrote:
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Ranma 1/2: A Matter of Romantic Chemistry - pt. 12
By Lady Tesser and Jack Staik
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In other the examination room, Ranko turned to Nabiki.
"Okay, Biki - what got you so upset earlier tonight?"
Nabiki bent her head close to Ranko's ear and whispered, "I
think Ichiro might be *my* father!"
Ranko nodded soberly. "How did you come to this conclusion?"
Nabiki explained to her of how she found the photograph and
the dates of the New Year's party and her birthday, just
nine months later. She whispered furtively, with Ranko
acknowledging the information.
WANTED: By the Amazon nation, One Ichiro Hibiki,
Alias The Walking Erection.
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After collecting her extortion ... er, compensation ... and
telling the sordid tale of Ichiro and Nodoka to those
assembled, silence reigned.
Jiro shook his head. "Dammit, does that man have *no* self-
control?"
It's like he has self-dropping pants, pre-programmed
to fall in the presence of a lonely woman who needs a man
who will tell her she's beautiful and desirable.
Or in the presence of ANY woman, for that matter.
Wheels turned in Shampoo's mind. <Ranma, Ranko, Monster-Boy,
Ryoga ... possibly the most powerful martial artists of our
generation ... all with the same father? If blood will tell,
than our offspring - possibly trained by their Uncle Ranma
... Our kids could rule the world!> Visions of her offspring
overthrowing the People's Government danced in her head.
The scary thing here is Shampoo is probably right.
Hell, the SAYANS would probably want to get their hands
on Ichiro's genes. (So to speak.. ewww. Sorry, the hentai
mental picture is rather.. well, Ewwwwww.) Anyway, the
Amazons grabbing Ichiro and turning him into a breeding
stud is downright frightening. The People's Republic of
China wouldn't have a chance.
Ryoga looked as depressed as he did without his medication.
<All this time, I was trying to kill my *brother*??>
"You'll have to go through me first, Niichan! It's not
anyone's fault he's our father! Genma was gone all the time
and our mother got lonely!"
Well, at least it's better than being the genetic
son of that blob of puetrified panda fat that calls itself
Genma Saotome..
Complete silence held court over the Saotome siblings and
their parents. Ranma dropped his hands, staring at Ranko-
kun, his mother, and the man his sister had just called
'father'.
Nodoka bit her lip, placing her hand over her mouth. <My
daughter called me 'mother' ... my daughter called me
'mother'!>
Oh, lord... No-chan's gonna go so euphoric after this,
she could probably give the rest of Tokyo a contact high.
Ranko-kun lowered his own hands from the prepared ki-blast
and stood straight.
"Ryoga's and Jiro's dad is ... *our* father, too?"
"Who's Jiro? Another son?" Ichiro asked.
"No," Ranko-kun said. "That's pantyhose's new name. Jiro
Hibiki."
He nodded, smiling. "That was the name I wanted to give him
- my own father's name."
Ranma looked from his mother, to Ichiro, to Ranko-kun, then
to his own Akane, and, just coming from the clinic, Jiro
under his umbrella, and Nabiki right behind.
"Wait a minute. You *didn't* get Ko-chan or Nabiki
pregnant?"
"Where on the Gods' green Earth did you get *that* idea,
Niichan?" Ranko-kun asked, giggling.
"You and Nabiki were talking and - "
Standard Ranma feature, comes with most every model.
Pull the string, he opens mouth, inserts foot.
"And you assumed - bwahahahaha!" His currently-male sister
doubled over in laughter and added, "Niichan, we were
talking about Ichiro being our father!"
"What???" Akane asked. "Oneechan ... is *your* sister?!?"
Nabiki blushed, replying, "Ichiro might be ... my father."
Akane gazed in wide-eyed shock. "Our mother ... and Hibiki-
otousan?"
Jiro shook his head, beginning to feel dizzy. "Sounds like a
flippin' soap opera!" <Nabiki?? Does that mean - that time
in the love motel - ??>
Okay, it's official. Ewwwww...
And Jiro's right. This IS beginning to sound like
a VERY bad episode of "As The World Turns". Or "Dynasty".
Or maybe one of those afternoon talk shows..
"It does, though, dear," Kasumi answered, a kettle of hot
water in hand and giving it to Ranko-kun.
Jiro turned, smiling, and picked her up in his arms, kissing
her cheek. "A sign really did hit me - " He paused, placing
her back on her feet and his face sobered. " - and I really
feel it again ... "
Jiro's eyes rolled to the back of his head and he fell over
Kasumi.
"We've got to get him back to the clinic!" Akane called.
"Ko-chan, you have some explaining to do." She looked over
at Kasumi. <And so do you. He was being awful familiar with
you, oneechan.>
Ranma and Akane picked up Jiro, as Nabiki looked for a tarp.
"I know," Ranko sighed, turning to her family. "Mother,
Ichiro-otosan, Ranma ... we all have to talk."
Whoa.. there's the understatement of the
century. Get that girl a trophy.
I can't wait to see more, Jack.. this is
FUN!
Ed Becerra
"Deamers may die, but the Dream is eternal..."