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Part 4: The Ryoko to my Tenchi...



       "So what was that all about anyway?" Ranma

asked as he caught back up with Akane on the way to

the main hall.

       "Where'd you get the hot water?" Akane asked

curiously.

       "I know a little magic," Ranma shrugged.

       "Like you know a little bit about fighting,"

Akane asked levelly.

       "Nah, its a blood thing," Ranma shrugged.

       "Whatever," Akane shrugged.

       "You didn't answer my question," Ranma noted. 

Akane growled quietly before sighing in resignation.

       "You know the story how Tenchi Masaaki defeated

the demon Ryoko and won her heart, right?" Akane

asked.  "Before they and the dryad queen, Ayeka were

elevated to power status after who knows how many

adventures."

       "Yeah, Auntie likes telling that story," Ranma

agreed, not mentioning who "Auntie" was.

       "Well, every once in awhile, one of us battle

priests sets an engagement challenge," Akane explained

further.

       "I thought you said this wasn't your idea,"

Ranma said.

       "It isn't, let me finish, or I WILL hammer you

into something unrecognizable," Akane growled.  "I

have a few spells left."

       "Heh, heh" Ranma waved his hands in a warding

manner.  "Go ahead."

       "Good," Akane growled.  "Anyway, about the end

of last winter, Kuno deciced that as a paladin of

Tenchi..."

       "Hmph," Ranma snorted.  "I'm surprised he

hasn't been damned already for that crap."

       "Would you stop interrupting?" Akane snapped,

whacking Ranma on the back of the head.  "Anyway, Kuno

made this speech and decided to make the stupid

challenge for me."

       "So you have to fight all those guys every

morning?" Ranma said in disbelief.

       "I always win for some reason," Akane shrugged.

       "Guys let up a lot when they fight girls,"

Ranma said angrily

       "Don't underestimate me," Akane said,

misinterpretting the comment.  "Try me for real some

time."

       "No way," Ranma said, flat out.  "I couldn't do

it."

       "Because I'm girl, right?" Akane demanded.

       "No, of course not," Ranma snapped in response.

 "It's because uhh...yeah you're right, it's because

you're a girl." Akane narrowed her eyes, she wasn't

always the sharpest, but she could tell he'd bee about

to say something else.  She still leapt to the wrong

conclusion.

       "We're not getting married," Akane snapped. 

"And don't mention that while we're around here!"

       "Hey, you're the one that brought it up," Ranma

protested.  

       "Whatever," Akane shrugged as they came to the

main doors of the hall.  "Just behave and wait for

them to introduce us."

       "This is stupid," Ranma muttered.  "I shouldn't

be here."

       "Stop acting like a vagabond," Akane snapped,

and then bit her lip to keep from shouting anything

more volatile.

       Gosunkugi read the message in his hand, and

read it several more times just to make sure he got it

right.  This couldn't be, his beloved promised to

vagabond adventurer with nothing to his claim but a

name.  He would have to remedy that situation, later.

        "Introducing the berserker priestess Akane of

the Tendo House and...and...and," Gosunkugi couldn't

even say it.  He sighed, and took courage in the fact

that nobody would notice him anyway.  "Her betrothed,

Ranma of the Saotome House, an adventurer and follower

of the monastic life."  Ranma and Akane both twitched

at various parts of the small introduction.

       "Betrothed!!" came the general cry.  "How could

you Akane, you said you despised men!" 

       "Hey, it's not true!" Akane shouted

desperately.

       "Its freakin' arranged, you jerks!" Ranma added

his own comments.  "We never a--"

       "Nay!  It shall not be so!" everyone turned to

face Kuno appearing in the hall.  "I, Tatewaki Kuno,

the Blue Thunder vow before my patron Tenchi Masaki,"

there was a crack of thunder outside of the keep from

the ongoing rain storm.  Kuno took it as a sign  of

support, nobody else was quite that oblivious.  "That

I shall free the valiant Akane Tendo from this

obviously unlawful engagement."  The enraged nobleman

charged forward and slashed at the dodging Ranma.

       "Stand your ground!" Kuno shouted.

       "Hey, this ain't a place to fight!" Ranma

snapped back.  "Follow me!"

       "That I shalt cur!" Kuno snapped back.  He

followed close behind.

       "A duel!" a nameless courtier shouted

excitedly.

       "A duel for the hand of Akane," one of the

maids clarified.  "How romantic!"  A small mob

followed the fighters, Akane at their head.  The

captain of the guards stepped to the side to avoid

being overrun as the younger generation swarmed by.

       "Hey, no running in the hall!"

       "Yes, sir!" the crowd said, without doing as

they said.  After a short run Ranma moved to a window

and nimbly made ready to jump.  Of course the fact

that it was big enough to jump through signified that

it was above arrow range, but Ranma didn't care.

       "Let's take this outside," Ranma shouted on his

way through.  "Follow me!"

       "Fear not!" Kuno shouted in return.

       "But...this is the cliff side of the keep!"

Akane shouted as Ranma and Kuno exited the building. 

She rushed to the window to look down, seeing a

Ranma-chan descending through the rain down the keep

and the cliff.  A little above him, Kuno's had frozen

in shock on realizing what he had just done.

       "No sweat, I can..." Ranma paused and took

stock of her body parts.  "Damn baka trigger.  Damn

act.  Baka Pop.  Kawaiikune berserker priestess."  

       She stopped grumbling in time to gather enough

power to incant a spell to slow her fall.  She really

hadn't used that since she was learning to fly, but

Ranma really didn't want to be sprouting wings at the

moment.  

       "Did Saotome shrink?" somebody asked as the

crowd hit the windows.

       "Must be some sort of illusion," another person

said.

       "At least this tunic is loose enough it

wouldn't be too damaged," Ranma thought before

glancing down and saw that she was still some fifty

feet from the ground, then looked up just before

Tatewaki Kuno collided with her.  Ranma grabbed

tighter hold of the fainted nobleman.  "Pathetic,

losing it over a little fall."  Of course, having the

wings and magic to back her up, Ranma's definition of

little fall included the hundred feet of castle and

the hundred fifty feet of cliff following.  Even

without magic, he knew how to handle falls that would

break bones on most people.

       "Huh?" Kuno's eyes blinked open as he was slung

to Ranma's back.  Then he clamped on his reluctant

rescuer.  "I fight on!"

       "Kuno has to know now!" Akane said despairing,

making for the stairs.

       "Hey! Let go!" Ranma shouted as his spell

started to falter with the combined activity and

weight.  Kuno's grasping hands found Ranma's breast,

and squeezed.  Ranma gasped and slumped for a moment

as her eyes glazed.  Then the half-succubus shook her

head clear and narrowed her eyes angrily.

       Kuno was ripped from Ranma's back as the girl's

hair darkened to a crimson and she grew about three

inches, tall enough she'd no longer be mistaken for a

short elf.  A pair of great batwings completely

stopped their descent as Ranma snapped her face into

Kuno's.

       "Did I say I was hungry!" Ranma shouted before

kissing Kuno and drawing out his life force.  They

landed as Ranma pulled away from Kuno leaving the

swordsman with a dreadfully confused, and somewhat

esctatic look on his face.  Ranma shrunk back down to

her normal petite size as she dropped the offending

nobleman.  Then looked about frantically for

witnesses.  "Baka! Baka! Baka!"  The redhead ran off

from the scene through the finally clearing rain.

       Kuno lay back and dreamily tried to figure out

what had happened.  He managed somehow to cross his

arms and was fingering the ring he was wearing on one

hand.

       "That person was female," Kuno thought, as he

remembered the angry red-eyed face shouting at him. 

"Which means..." Kuno flipped to a seated position. 

"Ranma Saotome, you cur!  Do you think that you've

escaped me!?"

*******

       "Damn pervert!" Ranma snapped to herself as she

wrung out her breeches, hiding in a tree.  Normally,

Ranma didn't mind perverts...much.  Being squeezed

like a ripe was certainly something that went beyond

her limits.

       "That HURT!"  She looked into her shirt to see

if the nobleman had bruised her...again.  The last

bruise was only just fading.  "And of course I had to

go and show myself.  I'll bet the pervert even thinks

it was a reward!"  Ranma decided not to peek into that

possibility, she wouldn't have to deal with Kuno for

another couple of days anyway.  "Everybody has to know

about me now.  Baka! Baka!"

       "All they saw was that you'd shrunk," a voice

called from below.

       "Akane?" Ranma blinked looking down and saw

Akane holding a metal kettle.  ~She's not trying to

banish me.~  "What?"

       "What the hell were doing jumping into the RAIN

anyway?" Akane demanded.

       "I ain't used to this yet, okay?" Ranma hmphed

sticking her tongue out.  "Its only been

one...uh...month."

       "That's a lot of time," Akane snorted.

       "Shut up!" Ranma snapped, returning to ring out

her pants.

       "Then maybe I'll just throw away this..." Akane

held up the kettle.  "...hot water."

       "Whatever," Ranma shrugged.  "I can..."  He

stopped as he saw Akane was no longer paying attention

to him.  ~Gee, I feel so wanted.~

       ~Sir Kuno!~ Akane said.  She tossed up the

kettle, never having heard Ranma's response.  "Catch!"

       "Whither Ranma Saotome!?!" the stomping Kuno

shouted.  Ranma snapped to attention at that sound.

       ~How, by Zechs' mask is he walking around!?!~

Ranma asked.  ~He's not a true paladin, but he's

got...~ There was a clang as something hard and metal

passed through Ranma's distracted defenses.

       Kuno stopped as he became aware of Akane

standing in to his side and glaring at him.

       "Sir Kuno," Akane said.  "I challenge you!" 

She dropped into stance and held her hands in the

loose style of someone trained in both fighting and

spellcasting.

       "Akane, oh Akane," Kuno shook his head.  "Never

did I dream that you would challenge me.  Very well! 

If you defeat me, then I shall allow you to court me. 

Thus I shall lose with all my might."

       "And who's interested in you?"  Akane demanded.

 "Ranma, turn back into a boy while I buy you time." 

Elsewhere a small redhead lay sprawled unconscious

across the ground with a dented kettle in her face,

pouring a small stream of hot water a couple inches to

the side of her face until the water inside trickled

below the spout.

       Kuno lunged forward with a basic downward

strike.  Akane easily caught the bokken in her hand,

but the force of the blow threw her backwards.  As

Akane was pushed off her feet, she kicked upward and

the arrogant swordsman flew back and away, his bokken

still in Akane's hands.

       "Ugh," Ranma groaned,  ~What hit me?~ Ranma

pulled the kettle up away from her face and resignedly

checked her face for damage again.  The slight burning

sensation caused her to look at the near-empty kettle

in her hands.  "Cold iron, of course, maybe I don't

want to know what I look..." An upside down head

suddenly appeared atop the now destroyed kettle,

spilling the remaining water over the ground.

       "Eh," Kuno paused.  "You're that woman."  Kuno

paused and recalled his "rescue."  Nay, this was no

woman, this was a demoness.  It truly mattered little

to Kuno, she had to know where the cur had vanished

to.

       "You're still a woman!" Akane yelled as she

came to the scene.  She apparently didn't notice the

bruise deveolping on Ranma's forehead, or the red mark

from where the kettle had settled.

       "You have good arm Akane," Ranma said dryly. 

"You'd do the hill giants proud."  Akane fumed but

Kuno spoke before she could retaliate.

       "So, did you see where the man in the pigtail

went?" Kuno asked.  Akane's expression went from one

of rage to one of disbelief at Kuno's question.  Ranma

shook her head know, it wasn't quite a lie, she hadn't

seen a man leave anywhere.  "That coward, running away

from a fight!  No doubt he feared my prowess.  Bah! 

He is no man!"  Ranma narrowed her eyes again and

tossed the jerk upward.

       ~This pervert saying I'm not a man!?~ Ranma

snapped.  ~As if he knows anything more about being a

man than the berserker knows about being a woman.~  

Kuno landed as Ranma was standing up.

       "That hurt you know," Kuno said.  Ranma

twitched, he should be unconscious already.

       "I don't have to take this," Ranma snapped,

falling into stance.  "I can take you anytime!  Just

try it!"

       ~I see it now, she has been summoned and bound

by that warlock Saotome,~ Kuno declared.  ~Obviously

he uses her as a distraction to enable his escape.  I

thought Akane was my Ryoko, how ironic that she, a

priestess of the demoness, should turn out to be the

Ayeka to my Tenchi.~  Kuno's musings ended shortly

before Ranma focused on reading the swordsman's

thoughts, fortunately for both of them.

       "Amazing," Kuno said aloud as he took the

bokken back from Akane.  "Well, should you win, I will

allow you to court me as well."

       "Who said anything!" Ranma shouted, jumping

over a slash and then kicking outward.  With one foot

she grabbed the outstretched bokken and ripped it from

Kuno's hand.  With the other, she slammed Kuno into

the ground.  "About wanting you!"  ~As anything more

than a snack, how is he walking around anyway?~

       ~She is far more formidable than Akane," Kuno

thought as he toppled to the ground.

       "You're an embarrasment to your God, Kuno!"

Ranma spat.  "You'll never beat Ranma Saotome."  Ranma

glanced over him and saw a bit of magic.  A bit of

strong magic actually.  Hunting it down, he found a

simple ring.  She slipped it off and looked at a bit

before shrugging as she slipped it back on his finger.

       ~Who is she?~ Kuno asked himself as she started

to walk away with Akane.

       "Okay, let's go home," Ranma said, slipping her

breeches on.

       "Court isn't over yet you know," Akane growled.

       "I'm not going out in public like this," she

gestured at her face.  "I'm hideous!"  The demoness

drew out a large bandanna and wrapped it around her

head to somewhat hide the cosmetic damage.

       "Are you sure you're not a girl?" Akane

demanded.

       "A ring of regeneration, Little Kuno?" a

disembodied voice mused.  "You've been holding out on

me." The voice faded as it followed Akane and Ranma. 

Kuno lay sprawled on the ground, the ring had been

taken off, as far as it was concerned, all the wounds

had already been there before being on Kuno's finger,

and those kind of wounds it couldn't heal.  Kuno

ignored the pain.

       "Obviously she is a mystical vassal to

Saotome," Kuno pondered.  "If I could free her and

convince her to turn from the darkness...I would do my

Lord Tenchi the greatest honor!"

*******

       "Ranma," Genma said from his upside down

position.  "Akane really looked out for you today,

didn't she?"  He looked over at his son, who was

sporting a simple mask over his face.

       "Its not like I asked her too," Ranma said from

his own upside down position.  "Besides she ruined my

face, it'll take me all night to heal this bruise." 

Ranma as surprised as Genma suddenly manipulated him

into a seated position, then the younger man prepared

for a lecture.

*******

       "What business is it of yours how he acts,

Akane," Nabiki sighed.  "What's the big deal about a

boy that changes into a girl.  There are some

creatures that can do that from birth."

       "That's easy for you to say, Nabiki!" Akane

snapped, she was wondering why her sister was doing

her exercises in Akane's room.  "But there are already

rumors spreading about me over this.  They're saying

that we're REALLY engaged.  When this curse gets

revealed, do you want everyone to think I'm a pervert

too?"

       "You battle priestess marry women all the

time," Nabiki pointed out.

       "Yeah, but what if they think that I cast the

spell on him!?" Akane demanded.

       Outside the door, Ranma paused, about to knock

on the door.  He glared silently.

       "Why that little," Ranma growled as he walked

away from Akane's room.  "How am I supposed to thank THAT?"



=====

"Caffeinated Kender?  What's that, a berserk spell?" - 

Tribble, Kender Warrior of the Celestial Kingdom

"God has to have a sense of humor, it's the only explanation for sex." - my father

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