Liquid Fighter Gold!

    Part 1

    Yet again, Here's Ranma!

This is a good series.  Sorry I couln't respond to the first chapter, but I just read it today.

I was kinda thinking of an original series that was a cross between Gundam, Pokemon, and Mechcommander.

    The open expanse of the ring stood before Ranko as she eyed her opponent
carefully; Her body had grown over the past few years, she now had the
look of a girl in her mid-teens, a poor testament to her skills.

This is Anime.  Half of the most powerful characters in it are teenage girls!

The

other fighter looked weary and beaten on, his energy bar showed more than
half gone with a nervous looking and heavily sweating trainer seated in
the corner as he tried his hardest to concentrate. He was a muscular
Fighter class unit dressed in a white dogi with long brown hair that
cascaded around his face.

Reword that a little.  It almost sounds like you're describing the controller as a Unit.  At least you resisted the temptation to make the Unit look like Ryu...  Now that I think about it, that would be a good way to put in gratuitous crossover cameos!

He smirked with an almost disgusting looking

grin and charged forward reaching for her. With a carefully calculated
speed she rushed forward slamming her fist into his gut

comma.

causing a massive

loss of energy on the man's energy bar. He bent forward in reaction to
the blow and returned her strike with a spin kick aimed at her forehead.
She ducked easily and reversed the move

comma again.

sending her own leg immediately

following his own; she connected with his forehead sending him down on
the mat. Within seconds the man vanished in a ripple of space and
appeared behind the squatty looking bald man in the opposite corner.
    Ranma jumped about animatedly as he celebrated her victory in the
corner. To those watching it seemed as if he were merely a spectator at
the sidelines. He had been energetic and had hardly sat still throughout
the entire five-minute match.

Shouldn't that be something like:

Had he not been standing in his corner, he could've been mistaken for another specatator...

    "And the winner, controlled by Ranma Saotome! Ranko!" cried the
announcer as he walked fearlessly into the center of the ring and pushed
a small button that seemed to zap her out of the ring and next to Ranma.
A wave of cheers erupted through the crowd as they went wild in the
stands. "Did you see that Pop?"
Next to the boy a large panda sipped at it's drink lazily as it watched,
it looked completely ridiculous as it sat there wearing a gold ring on
it's claw with a small expensive looking watch on it's arm. The animal
showed its teeth in an attempt to smile and nodded at its son lazily.

What, no gold-capped, diamond-inlaid teeth?

It

flapped an arm lazily moving the expensive looking Kimono around
slightly.
Ranma pat the girl on her back cheerfully. "That was great! We're in the
tournament for sure this year!" He was sixteen years old now and had
grown quite handsomely. His hair was tied in a loose ponytail behind his
back and he had a strange confident gleam to his eyes.
"Yea, just you wait!" replied the girl with a confident look that matched
the boy's almost exactly. "Say old man, what are we doing now?" She
turned to look at the panda expectantly.
It pulled a sign out from behind it and gave another attempted grin.
"We've got a meeting son."
"You handle it pop, I don't need to be there. I was gonna go spar with
Ranko some, I don't get much exercise at these things," replied the boy
as he turned away. He looked around as the crowd settled in for the main
event fight. It felt good to be back in Japan again, despite everything
that had happened to him in China he still felt good being on his native
soil. He rarely stayed in the arena to watch the matches after his own.
Glancing up as the professional fighters entered the ring he smiled, the
units in the ring now would completely destroy Ranko as she was now with
a single blow. Still determination burned in his eyes. "Someday, that'll
be us up there Ran-chan."
    "You bet!" replied the girl flexing her arm.
    The younger Saotome was hit in the back of his head by a sign. "You have
to be there this time dolt!"
    The boy looked at his father and blinked, "What are you talkin about
pop? You always handle this stuff, why do I need to go?"
    "It's not that kind of meeting!" said the panda's sign.
    "What kind of meeting is it?" asked Ranko in confusion.
    Genma simply stared at them for a moment. "You have to be there," said
the sign he put up after trying his best to come up with another
response.
    "So when do we go?" asked the girl with a deadpan look in her eyes.
Ranma could tell that he was up to something, consequently she was
suspicious as well.
    "Right after we get paid of course!" replied the animal.

Of course.

    "I don't like this," snorted Ranma with a skeptical look appearing in
his eyes.
    "You don't have to like it you just have to come!" retorted the panda
with yet another sign as it smacked the boy over his head with it. It
stuffed a fat looking wallet into its kimono and shoved the boy forward
as they stepped out of the small auditorium.
    "Ow! Ok, ok jeez!" replied the boy as he allowed himself to be pushed
out into the rain.
    Ranma turned towards her father and frowned. "Good thinking genius!"
    "We'll take a cab!" replied the panda.
    "Who's gonna stop for a panda idiot!" retorted Ranma angrily as her
father stood by the side of the road waving his arm in the air.
    A cab pulled up next to him and the animal opened the door while looking
at his son. "See?"
    Ranko seemed to ripple for a moment as she vanished from Ranma's side
into thin air.
    "You stop for pandas?" asked Ranma after tapping the man on the
shoulder.
    "Hey babe, I stop for anyone wearing a Rolex," he stepped on the gas and
Ranma merely slumped down in her seat.
    "Are you going to tell me what's going on now?" asked Ranma impatiently.
    Genma gave his panda smile again and held up another sign. "Well you
see, I have this promise..."

    In the center of the street several motorist and pedestrians stopped and
stared as a scream erupted from the cab. "WHAT!?" the vehicle started to
shake violently back and forth suddenly. The cabby inside merely looked
back lazily and turned up the already obnoxiously loud stereo to drown
out the cries of pain.
    "It's almost like having hydraulics," he snorted lazily.

Great, now I got an image of a cab rolling down the street, bouncing its front wheels six feet off the ground.  Now all I need is a beat in the background... Ah, there it is now!

    Akane Tendo jogged towards her home dressed in shorts and a tank top
shirt. She had a pleased looking smile on her face as she approached the
gates to the grounds. She gave a heavy sigh as she rushed into the home
ignoring her family in favor of the changing room. Quickly dressing in
her dogi she rushed out into the back yard to get in some power training.
    After a moment of set up she punched down sharply shattering the cinder
block she had raised into dust. She gave a satisfied sigh as she looked
at its remains and placed another one for demolition in its place.

    Meanwhile...

    Ranma dove from the window of the taxi rolling across the wet pavement
and finally pushing herself up into a defensive stance. She saw her
father emerging from the car while handing a small wad of cash to the
driver. In his hands was a sign that said "This will be fine."
    "No way am I gonna let you do this to me!" snapped Ranma and Ranko in
unison as she appeared beside her. Genma stepped back and growled getting
into his own stance.
    The pair charged each other slamming into each other's bodies in a
flurry of punches and kicks. Ranma was outclassed and skittered to a stop
on her feet after being thrown back several feet. He growled and turned
away dashing into the crowd in hopes of a better battleground. Genma
followed easily keeping up with the boy while Ranko lazily followed a few
feet behind him.

    They stopped in a deserted looking street corner and faced off again,
this time Ranma had the clear advantage as she rushed her father. Genma
was clearly more powerful, but Ranma dodged and weaved between his blows,
the girl jumped back after no opening presented itself. Genma took the
initiative and rushed forward with a punch combination. "Where do you get
off old man?" snapped his son angrily as she caught the arm and used the
momentum to throw the large animal over her shoulder. "Picking my fianc�e
for me, without even asking!"
    Genma watched her sail over his head and retrieve her bag as he lay
there and snickered to himself.
    "I'm going back to China! Suck on that old man!" snapped the girl
angrily.
    Genma sat up and pulled a street sign from the side of the road and
promptly swung it at his son. The animal froze when the pole swung right
through the girl's pack and into her head.

Shouldn't that be the other way around?

She turned and smirked at him

as the real Ranma slammed into his head from behind with an angry scream
sending the animal to the pavement.
    "I'm gonna find a cure for this stupid curse and then win the Liquid
Gold competition, I don't have time for girls!" she snapped as she turned
away. Genma was not quite out yet though and quickly returned the strike
with his sign this time striking the correct target. Ranma was knocked
out cold and Ranko seemed to freeze suddenly before flashing out of
existence.
    Genma snorted and lifted up the two bags before continuing on with his
son over his shoulder. "The boy is getting smarter, that was unexpected,"
thought the animal angrily as it chided itself for being so easily
fooled. Ranko did not look like Ranma did initially, there was a slight
resemblance before; but nothing like after Jusenkyo. Ever since the boy
climbed out of the pool she had looked exactly like him when he was
cursed. He wasn't sure if it was an effect of the pool either since she
didn't look like her old self when he was male.

Probably a side-effect of Genma's installing the unit.  Ranko might be linked to Ranma in a stronger or completely different level than most units. Just a theory.  Genma has a way of screwing things up spectacularly.

Speaking of which, has Ranma undergone the Neko-ken training, or does the Unit installation take the place of that?  If so, does the Neko-ken affect Ranko?

    A few moments later Ranma woke up and started to struggle, Ranko
appeared again next to her and simply walked silently for a ways watching
the scene quietly. After a short time they walked up to a house with a
large wooden gate in front of it. Genma walked through the structure and
headed towards the house. He stopped outside of the home and put Ranma on
her feet before dropping his traveling bag on the ground. The boy stood
silently glaring at the front door of the home angrily while the panda
went through his belongings. After a moment he came up with a small
thermos and chuckled to himself. There was a small green light on the
side of it and Genma poured some of the contents on his son returning him
to his male form.
    "Ow! Idiot! That's for making hot tea remember?" Genma was staring at
his son with a look of pain on his face as he danced around in an attempt
to cool off his arms and head.
    "Why didn't you say so sooner boy?" snapped the man angrily.
    "Where the hell are we?" snorted Ranma angrily as Ranko walked up next
to him keeping quiet about the whole affair.
    "Put her away boy! We're going to see an old friend of mine and you're
going to marry his daughter and like it!" snapped the man.
    "I don't got no time for no stupid girls!" snapped Ranma in retort as
Ranko vanished again.
    Genma opened the door and something creaked over their heads, both men
looked up as a leak formed on the porch just over their heads spraying
the both of them with a small trickle of water. It wasn't much, but it
was just enough.

Figures.  ~_~

    "Growf," cursed Genma angrily as a young girl looked at them
expectantly.
    "Hello, can I help you?" she asked in a sweet voice.
    "Is this the Saotome residence?" said the panda with a sign.
    "Oh my," replied Kasumi as her sister and her father rushed up behind
her with expectant looks on their faces.

    Ranma looked down at the man resting across the floor and sighed
heavily. "This is all your fault daddy!" snapped the middle daughter
angrily.
    "Well I assumed my friend Genma's son was a boy!" retorted the man from
his place on the floor.
    "Does this look like a boy to you?" cried the girl as she grabbed
Ranma's chest.
    Ranma was about to stand up and walk out of the home, she had been
fondled and accosted one to many times by this family and she was getting
tired of it fast. "Stupid old man, they must be some kind of perverts or
somethin; that must be why the old fart like them so much."
    "Nabiki! He...she is a guest!" snapped the youngest girl angrily. She
turned towards Ranma and smiled, "My name is Akane, you want to be
friends?"
    Ranma found herself nodding and decided that it might not be such a bad
idea to stick around after all.

Timon:  "It starts..."

    "This is the dojo," said Akane as they entered the training hall. "So
you study kenpo?"
    Ranma stopped looking around and nodded sheepishly. "A little."
    "So let's have a little match then!" cried Akane excitedly. Ranma could
see she was pleased by this revelation. "Don't worry I won't hurt you."
    "O...ok," replied the girl shyly. She still was unsure about her
situation. What followed was easily a joke on Ranma's part. Akane started
her attack expecting someone who was good, but still below her own level.
Ranma smiled inwardly as she realized this and dodged with a little more
flash and seeming effortlessness each time she punched. Finally Akane
reached the end of her frustrations and charged forward angrily.
    "This time for real!" she slammed her fist into the wall creating a hole
there easily. Ranma landed behind her and touched the base of her neck
lightly signaling that she had won the match. The girl was foolish,
finesse always beat out brute strength, but she still seemed nice enough
so far.
    "Wow, you're pretty good!" exclaimed Akane as she smiled with a hint of
embarrassment in her face.
    "Yea," replied the girl shyly.
    "I'm just glad you're not a boy," said the girl as she turned away.
    Ranma sucked in a quick breath and stared at her in shock. "Huh?"
    "It's just that, I'd really hate to lose to a boy," Ranma clenched her
jaw slightly as a sudden fear took hold of her. "What the heck did she
mean by that?"

    After a few moments Kasumi showed her into the room she'd be staying in.
She placed her bag on the ground and looked at the barren room silently.
    "Would you like to take a bath now Ranma?" asked the girl sweetly.
    "Um, no thanks," she said quickly.
"You've been exercising haven't you?" chided the girl calmly.
    "Uhh, yea," replied Ranma as she realized she was trapped.

    Once inside the furo Ranma dumped water over her head to rinse away the
soap while Ranko finished scrubbing her back lazily. "Thanks."
    "No problem," replied the girl as she stood up and lowered herself into
the hot water with her. Ranma looked at her and sighed.
    "What am I gonna do now?" he sat back against the tiles and stared at
the ceiling.
    "You're asking me? You're the one in charge remember?" he frowned
slightly at her comment and looked at her.
    "Come on at least try," he said impatiently.
    "Ranma, you can't ask me what I think; mostly because you already know
what I think remember?" the girl winked at him and looked down into the
water.
    "Hey, I can take care of that if you want...it's in my programming you
know," she said calmly.
    "No! How many times to I have to tell you I don't need your help with
that?!" snapped the boy in embarrassment.
    "I'm also programmed to offer if it happens while we are alone," replied
the girl with a shrug. "Thinking about that girl out there?"
    "You shut up! What kind of pervert programmed you?" snapped the boy
bitterly.
    "It's standard on all female models, especially the more expensive ones
like a Fighter Unit," she turned away and looked at the doorway for a
moment. "I was designed to cater to rich males, like you've become by the
way."

*sigh* WHY, am I not suprised?

    "Thanks to you, I miss not having money sometimes," replied Ranma
wistfully.
    Ranma put his head further into the water and moved around a bit. "What
to do though? Should I go out like I am?"
    "Don't ask me," replied Ranko lazily.
    "I might as well go out like I am," said Ranma as he stood up.

    Suddenly the door opened and there she was standing there staring at
him. He froze in shock and stared at her for a moment with Ranko getting
the exact same expression on her face.
    "Sorry to intrude," gasped Akane with a deep blush appearing on her
face.

That seemed a little too calm for Akane.

She stepped back out of the room and put on her dogi. "Who was

that?" her mind screamed. She thought back and noticed Ranma was in there
with him, "It's none of my business, but honestly in someone else's house
no less!" the blush returned a new and Nabiki looked up in surprise.
    "I thought you where going to take a bath," asked the older girl as she
noticed the blush on her sister's face.
    "Ranma's in there with some guy," replied the girl simply without
stopping as she walked to the other side of the table and poured herself
a cup of tea.
    "What does that matter you're both gir...what?" Nabiki realized exactly
what her sister had said and froze.
    Kasumi blushed and put her hand up to her face and blushed deeply. "Oh,
my."
    They all turned to see a boy dressed in Chinese clothes looking at the
floor in embarrassment as he walked into the room. "Uhh," Akane quickly
turned away trying desperately to remove the mental image from her mind.
    "Who are you?" asked Nabiki.
    "I'm Ranma Saotome...sorry about this."

And now we have Akane accusing him of using Ranko for her "unoffical" intended purpose.  At least we get to have Akane call him a perfert at least once.  Then comes the accusation that Ranma was using Ranko back in the dojo, leading to another sparring session.

    To be continued...

    Liquid Unit Profile: Construction Unit
    Omnicom Designation: Un15377
    Class: C-2 general use model, variant 27
    Description and General info:
Used in the construction industry these units are used by foremen and
workers to perform light menial tasks. While large and slow they are
usually used to operate machinery, perform light tasks, and mix/heat
construction materials for use by the human workers.
    As with all Units their semi solid form prevents them from doing any
heavy lifting. They can however use hand tools and go places a normal
human being cannot. One unique ability that the worker-class Units have
is the ability to change their relative size to suit the situation. A
six-foot tall worker can easily become a four-foot tall worker to easily
move in a cramped environment.
    Because of the expense of the Unit most workers who wear them are
foremen or extremely trusted employees. This has caused numerous problems
for some companies in the past, as on occasion the employee would quit
soon after the unit was implanted. This problem was solved when
Construction companies started using long-term contracts with all
employees using the Liquid units.



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