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"Not that I'm hard of hearing...but could you repeat
that?" Nabiki blinked as 
she said that.

"These two are both your fianc�es." Soun reiterated.
The suitors in question 
were currently standing at ease behind the two
sisters. Ranma and Ryoga did not 
look to be outwardly effected by the news.

"I'm sure you can understand Nabiki's confusion
father. How did this come about?" Kasumi voice was
still calm and collected, though inwardly she was just
as jaw-dropped as Nabiki.

"Ranma, did your father ever tell you why he wanted
you to come meet with me when your training was
completed?" Soun held off on answering for the moment.

"He didn't actually. He just made it abundantly clear
that I was to seek you out after the ten-year regimen
was completed." He answered clearly.

"I see, than it falls upon my shoulders then." Soun
cleared his throat before beginning. "As you know
there are only two existing schools of Anything-Goes 
Martial Arts. The Tendo School and the Saotome School
which was founded by my good friend and training
partner Genma Saotome, he is of course Ranma's
father."

Kasumi listened closely. She had a fair idea of where
this was going, but a good question would be where Mr.
Hibiki fit into the equation.

"Because of this, in order for the Art survive we need
to unite these two houses. This unification would
occur through the sanctity of marriage; by this point
Kasumi was already born, Nabiki was on the way, and
Genma informed me that he would be siring a son. All
the pieces fit perfectly; his son would marry one of
the daughters I had been blessed with. This was the
original plan that was conceived eighteen years ago."
He then seemed to turn his attention to 
Ryoga. "However, an unexpected yet welcome variation
was added to the arrangement."

Nabiki was wondering the same thing, though she knew
she was about to get an answer.

"During the first leg of there travels Genma and Ranma
encountered a boy by the name of Ryoga Hibiki. This
boy showed a potential that rivaled Ranma, and Genma
knew that having an equal sparring partner his own age
would only work to increase the level with which they
could both improve. As such he took the boy in as his
second disciple, but that wasn't all..." Soun grinned
slightly. "You see this boy began learning the basics
of the Art but eventually his style began to deviate
sharply from any variation of the technique that Genma
had at that point encountered. Ryoga, in all aspects,
had become the founding member of the 
Hibiki School of Anything-Goes Martial Arts."

"I get it now..." Nabiki murmured.

"As such, in an attempt to incorporate an even greater
range of diversity within the soon to be unified
house, Ryoga was included in the arrangement. Both he
and 
Ranma would each marry one of my daughters,
effectively merging all three schools through one
common point." Soun sat back in his chair. "Does this
explanation satisfy your questions?"

"All but one..." Kasumi started. "Why didn't you tell
us?"

"Yeah, something like this would probably be a good
thing to give us forewarning over." Nabiki agreed.

"I realize...that would've been the most appropriate
course of action. But I'm sure you both remember how
tumultuous the years were after Akane's birth. The
last thing I wanted was to give you both an unneeded
distraction."

The two relented at that. They both understood how
uneasy those times were and could understand why he
had chosen to withhold information regarding future
husbands.

"Ranma, Ryoga," Soun eyed the two of them again. "You
should also understand that this arrangement also
comes with a great responsibility on your part."

The two seemed to become slightly more attentive at
that comment.

"While I firmly believe that one of my daughters would
be more than capable of this, tradition dictates that
I appoint this title to a male. Therefore, as of
today, you are both the heirs of this company and all
of its in-country and off-shore holdings and
subsidiaries."

Nabiki almost fell out of her chair. Kasumi was still
keeping a straight face, though it was becoming
increasingly difficult.

"Since only one successor can be appointed in the end,
I will leave the task between the two of you as to who
is more qualified to inherit Heaven's Star. I hope
that this does not drive a wedge between you, and if I
find that this arrangement has caused unwarranted
bickering among you I will have no qualms with
rescinding the offer and appointing a more competent
heir. Is this understood?"

"Yes sir." They both responded in unison.

"Okay," Nabiki was slightly vexed at the idea that two
newcomers were now the inheritors of the family
business, but she kept that little detail to herself.
She understood that her father knew what he was doing
at all times and therefore decided not to go against
his word, for now. "So how will this work? Who marries
who?"

"Well I'm glad to see your becoming more receptive."
Soun grinned.

"Well going nuts over it isn't solve anything." She
shrugged.

"Indeed. As to your question Nabiki, that will be
entirely up to you."

"Could you be more explicit father?" Kasumi requested.

"Both Ranma and Ryoga will live with us from now on.
During that time it is my deepest wish that you all
interact and communicate with them as much as though
they were already a part of this family. When the time
comes yourself, Nabiki, and Akane will decide who
becomes married and those two will then choose their
respective husbands." Soun once again turned his
attenntion to his new heirs. "At that time the wife of
the appointed final successor of Heaven's Star will
become co-owner and vice-president of the company. You
will share all responsibilities and powers that come
in tandem with receiving this corporation. Is this
understood?"

"Yes sir." Yet another unified response.

"Excellent. Kasumi, Nabiki; if you would be so kind as
to excuse us for a moment. I must speak with your
fianc�es alone." Soun politely requested.

It would be quite a while before the concept of them
being addressed as there fianc�es would stick. They
both complied with Soun's request and rose to leave
but not without grabbing one final look at their
would-be husbands.

"Well, today wasn't at all what I expected..." Nabiki
mumbled as they exited the executive office. She was
about to ask Kasumi her opinion on the whole affair
when she noticed that her face was overcome by a
seriousness she only saw when they were out on
assignment.

"This isn't right."

"I think that's already been established Kas."

She wasn't amused. 

"Father knows how delicate the situation is at this
point. Why would he do something so precarious as to
appoint two heirs? Individuals who could possibly be
used as bargaining chips against him?"

"Kas, you said yourself that Ranma was a pretty good
fighter, and Ryoga's not bad himself. Maybe he thinks
they can look out for themselves well enough."

"I know, that's what makes this so...perplexing.
Didn't you notice their expression, or lack thereof,
when he made the announcement that they were engaged?
Or when he told us that they were the new heirs?"

"I got ya. They must've known before hand, but that's
not too big a deal."

"Here's another. Soun makes mention of this Genma
Saotome person quite a few times, he apparently was
rather instrumental in the formation of the plan to
unite the schools. So why isn't he here to see the
results?"

"That is strange. Dad didn't even bother asking, you'd
think for knowing him as long as he said he'd be
wondering the same thing..."

"Exactly, but this is what has gotten me worried the
most. They have plugs, M-2 plugs."

"Say what?"

"I never really got a good look at there back so I
only noticed as we were leaving. If my memory serves
me, and correct me if I'm wrong, but M-2 plugs are
primarily used for System Junctioning."

"Yeah your right, an M-2 is required for any sort of
replacement implant or enhancement based System. Like
a Falcon System or integrated Therm-Optic 
camoflauge." Nabiki recalled her overwhelming
technical knowledge. "If that's the case, you can only
wonder what they need them for. I couldn't see any
obvious trace of an enhancement so they most likely
have replacement implants."

"Father isn't the kind of person to leave this many
openings. He wants us to find something on them."
Kasumi narrowed her eyes back at the office door.

"This has gotten me interested. My personal info-net
has been lax way too long, it's about time I gave it a
little exercise." She gave that mischievous grin she
was so well known for.

"Just be careful. We don't know who they are...or what
they're capable of."

In the office however a staring contest of sorts was
going on. A tense silence had come over the room as
the two sides waited for the other to make their move.

"Well?" Soun finally broke the stillness.

"What?" Ranma smirked.

"I've heard their critique of you, so what is yours of
them?"

The duo exchanged glances before Ryoga began.

"Well, since she completely trashed a cyber by
herself, I've got to say that her skill level is
probably equal to ours. Which means, she wasn't going
all out when she fought me that night."

"So I take it Ranma informed you of the full
particulars of the mission?" Soun 
asked.

"Tch, yeah only this morning. You know I would
appreciate it if you kept me informed of little
details like that. Having the owner of the company
hire you to ROB his own company is kind of a critical
piece of information in my own opinion." Ryoga glared
at his partner.

"Don't bitch. I told you he only did it to test the
security measures."

"Yes and it appears those measures were totally
ineffective in keeping you out of the system. Network
Maintenance is quite perturbed with you." Soun was
less than enthusiastic about that.

"It's not bad. It just wasn't prepared for an invader
like us. With the proper alterations to your personnel
any attempted infiltration will be easily deflected."
Ranma removed his shades. The reason he kept them on
for so long was apparent in the color of his eyes. The
right was the typical black; the left was a very pale
green.

"And what is your opinion of Kasumi, Ranma?"

Ranma chuckled a bit before answering. "You have the
quite the daughter Mr. 
Tendo. I've heard a lot of rumors from the
underground, I was bit surprised to know some of them
were true. I can only imagine what she's like when
she's at her limit. How do you do it? Daughters or
not, you couldn't have known they had that kind of
potential just by looking at 'em."

"I have my secrets Ranma. Just as you have yours,
though...yours are more plentiful."

"Right. At any rate, I hope you haven't forgotten the
specifics of this deal." 
Ranma rested his knuckles on Soun's desk and stared
him eye to eye. "I really could care less about any
marriage deal my dad made. You want us to be exclusive
to Heaven's Star? I got no problem with that. Just as
long as YOU can abide by our demands."

"Unlimited access to Heaven's Star's entire info-net.
That includes any and all contacts and connections
within the military and tech industry. And lets not
forget about our usual fee." Ryoga went down the list.

"Easily, and already done." Soun glanced at his watch.
"At this point you should find this month's 10 million
dispersed evenly in alll your European and American
accounts. Also, when you arrive you should find your
personal belongings intact and set-up in your room."

"Does this guy know how to do business or what?" Ranma
laughed. "Okay, you bought us. Though...you could've
been a little more discrete with your daughters.
Dropping them all those hints, almost a bit too
obvious."

"Hehehe. Well, there combative skills are beyond
reproach, but that doesn't mean there investigative
skills should suffer. Consider it a test." Soun
shrugged. 
"Though, I hope pairing you with them will not come as
too much a shift in your normal routine?"

Ranma smirked yet again. "Keep pairing me with Kasumi,
and you'll find how quickly I can adapt to any
situation."

"Of course. If you have that much interest in
her...perhaps your 'caring less' about this marriage
is unfounded?" Soun raised an eyebrow.

"You got a point there. Maybe, we'll see."

"Well Ranma, I don't know about you but my arm is need
of some personal maintenance. I've had this thing
running straight for the past two months and it
starting to act up." Ryoga gripped his right wrist and
flexed his fingers. His skin actually flickered and
staticed for a moment, and for a split second you make
out the sleek, mechanized Piledriver underneath.

"If you'll excuse us Mr. Tendo." Ranma actually bowed
respectfully. "It's been a pleasure doing business
with you."

"You realize Ranma, and Ryoga, I have called you here
for a reason beyond just uniting our houses."

They stopped for a moment to hear what Soun had to
say.

"Tensions between us and our rivals are rising far
past the boiling point. I have been in this business
for many years, I have developed a foreboding sense
that has more than once directed me on the right
path." Soun stared at the two of them with an edged
look in his eyes. "Something is coming, something is
going to happen that is going to push this situation
into a full-scale war. To this point, Heaven's Star
has merely been a reactive force, a very successful
reactive force, but the time will come when the beast
must bear its claws. The time will come when we must
show those who seek to destroy us that we will not
stand idly by and allow ourselves to be dominated. We
must show them why we are the most powerful, and we
must show them that we will stay the most powerful. At
any cost." 

The duo exchanged glances briefly. There was a moment
of silent understanding between all three. That was
when the two gave grins born of years of doing what
few men were capable of doing. They knew full well
what they had gotten themselves into, and they could
not be happier.

"I assure you Mr. Tendo. You will not be
disappointed."


***


A familiar Ferarri 360 pulled into the driveway of the
Tendo estate and training hall. The neighborhood of
Nerima was the perfect picture of suburbia, very quiet
and unassuming. Soun Tendo was not one to overly
flaunt his fortune to the masses like most of the
monetary elite and it was shown in the quaint
household that he kept.

"Invariably it is impossible to determine the myriad
of universes that exist beside our own. The number can
be infinite or finite, we can never truly know until
the theory of multi-dimensional translocation can be
perfected." The radio guest explained his far-fetched,
and everyone else's ears, absurd theory.

"Thank you Mr. Sun for your insight into the
hypothesis of alternate universes. 
Our next guest will be..." 

The radio clicked off with the turn of the key.

"Man, people will believe anything these days." Nabiki
shook her head in disbelief.

"Now Nabiki you should know that just because
something sounds unbelievable, it does not mean it
is."

"I know, but c'mon, you don't really believe that in
some far-off dimension you're, I don't know, a
housewife, do you?"

"Whose to say really. The universe itself is ever
growing into infinity, we can't possibly know what
secrets it holds or how reality can be warped outside
our own world." Kasumi thought for a moment. "We
ourselves know from experience that there things that
can't truly be explained by our knowledge. We just
have to accept that they exist."

"Good point. Try describing what we've seen on-air and
see how many don't call you a crack." Nabiki laughed.

That's when they both noticed a girl with short
blue-black hair standing at the door. She had a
puzzled look on her face and she was holding a yellow
slip of 
paper.

"Hey Akane. Did you just get back?" She asked as they
both approached.

"Yeah I did. What's this?" The third Tendo sister held
up the yellow slip. "It's an invoice for transport and
labor."

"For what?" Nabiki wondered as she looked over the
slip. Whatever it was it had been delivered in the
afternoon, when no one was home. 

At the same moment a black Lamborghini Diablo pulled
up into the driveway. Just as one was about to ask who
they knew that had such an expensive car, the two
occupants inside stepped out.

"Good afternoon ladies." Ryoga greeted them. Ranma had
redonned his shades and had once again taken up his
stoic image.

"Hello. May I ask who you are?" Akane rightfully
asked.

"Ahhhh, I take it your sisters haven't informed you
yet." 

"Informed me of what?" Akane eyed the two of them
suspiciously.

"We...had better take this inside." Kasumi
interjected. "It�will take a bit of explaining."

All four of them were gathered within the living room.
Ranma was idly staring outside, Ryoga was still
standing and seemed to thinking to himself; Kasumi and

Nabiki were trying to find the most delicate way to
explain the fact that they now had two fianc�es

"They're moving in with us? Are they friends of the
family?" Akane, who had changed from her uniform to
jeans and a sweater, asked.

"That's...what we're trying to explain..." Nabiki
started.

"We're going to marry two of you." Ranma suddenly
broke in and dumped the news with an absolute
screw-off to tact.

All three were silent. Nabiki was frozen at what had
just happened, Kasumi was simply waiting patiently for
the eruption.

"You're...joking...right?" Akane was smiling, it had
to be a joke, it was simply too funny.

"No...Akane...he isn't..." Nabiki admitted defeatedly.

There was a calm before the storm. Ryoga was wondering
why there seemed to be a slight raise in the air
temperature. Ranma just kept daydreaming, or so
everyone thought since his eyes were covered.

"WHAT IN THE HECK IS HE THINKING?!!!!!!!!" The dam had
burst. 

"Akane, you have to calm down and let us explain.
There is a very good reason for all of this." Kasumi
reasoned calmly.

"HOW COULD HE DO THIS WITHOUT TELLING US!!! HE KNO..."
Akane suddenly stopped mid-word. She seemed to catch
herself; she slowly sat back down and took several
slow and deep breaths. "He knows that I'm not
interested in boys. He could have at least asked us
first."

Ranma and Ryoga were taken aback by the sudden shift
in her mental state. Even her voice sounded different
from the erupting volcano they had just witnessed.

"We were apprehensive at first too, but he truly
believes it's for the good of the family. So we should
at least try to accept them." Kasumi smiled at how
well she was learning to rein her temper.

Akane thought for a moment. Her gaze moved between the
two new members of there family. They both were
staring back at her, though what they were thinking
was unknown to her.

"Yeah I guess, doesn't mean I have to like it." She
mumbled.

"Trust me, you aren't the only one Akane." Nabiki laid
down as she said that.

Ranma had since gotten up and both he and Ryoga were
gazing out into the massive backyard of the household.
It was 350 ft x 350 ft with a stonewall surrounding it
on three sides. There were intricate carvings in the
stone that had to be professionally done and an
average sized dojo in the center.

"They say you practice a form of our style. Is that
true?" Akane appeared next to Ranma.

"Yeah...a little."

"Would you like to have a little match? I might as
well see how good my fianc�e is." She smiled. She did
not look at all mad anymore, it was quite amazing.

"Sure." He shrugged. Might as well as amuse the girl.

"This should be interesting." Nabiki sat back up with
curiosity on her face.

The five gathered outside. The three spectators
gathered outside and the challengers prepped
themselves near the center.

"Tell me if I'm being to harsh okay?" Akane rotated a
shoulder.

"Yeah sure." Ranma removed his shades and replaced to
his back pocket. Everyone present, except Ryoga of
course, narrowed their eyes when they saw his. His
right eye was normal, his left however was not.

"That's why he wears sunglasses." Kasumi murmured to
herself. Nabiki was thinking the same thing.

"O...kay." Akane just thought it was a trick of the
light, or maybe she was just seeing things. "You
ready?"

"Yeah." 

Akane took a relatively simple stance. Ranma however
seemed content to just cross his arms.

"Are...you sure?" She noticed that he was making no
attempt to prepare himself.

"Start off whenever you want." Ranma could tell from
her form that she was a beginner at best. She would
humor her for a while; let her take a few shots, then
end the match with a tap. Famous last thoughts...

"Alright. Here I come..."

Ranma did not think she was going to be a challenge,
he could tell she had some training, but probably not
much. One could imagine his surprise as the match
started. Akane cleared the field between them almost
instantly, by the time he realized she was already in
his face there was a fist coming at him. Conditioned
reflexes were the only thing that allowed him to turn
to one side and roll his head back allowing the punch
brush past his chin. It was so close he could feel the
body heat radiating off her skin.

"Close..." Ryoga whistled. "Who's been training her?"

"We both have." Nabiki indicated herself and Kasumi.
"She's our pet project."

"Project? What's the objective?"

"The goal is for her to have surpassed the both of us
by the time she's my age." 
Kasumi explained.

"It may sound like much, but we believe she can do it.
She's been progressing very well already." Nabiki eyes
moved rapidly as the fight picked up the pace. 
"Though, there's only so much we can do here.
Eventually were going to have to get her out of the
house and broaden her horizons of the world."

"I know exactly what you mean." Ryoga whispered.

The fight was not something Ranma could not handle.
However he had not expected her to be an actual
challenge, therefore when the fight started he found
himself ill prepared to compensate. He still had quite
a substantial reserve of velocity at his disposal, but
it had been far too long since he had fought a strong 
opponet and he found himself having slight trouble
compensating and predicting her moves. Eventually a
kick found its mark on his chest; surprisingly enough
he was knocked partially off his feet but rolled back
to them effortlessly.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to actually hit you."
She apologized profusely at the surprised look he was
giving her.

"Don't worry. It was my fault entirely." He chuckled a
bit as he dusted himself off.

"What do you mean?"

"I admit...I wasn't taking you all that seriously at
first. Were you just pretending to be a novice at the
beginning?" Ranma raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

"It tends to throw people off. Have I changed your
opinion of me?"

"Quite. Shall we try that again?" This time he
actually took a stance. 

"You start this time."

"You two did quite a number on her. It's been a long
time since Ranma's had to use this kind of speed."
Ryoga critiqued.

"So he's not moving as fast as he can?" Nabiki asked.

"No, but don't get me wrong. The fact that he actually
has to try and defeat her speaks a lot."

Kasumi listened and wondered exactly how far the skill
level of the two went. By 
Nabiki's description, Ryoga had incredible physical
strength, and by what they were seeing now, Ranma
possessed inhuman speed. Quite the opposites and yet
appropriate for training partners.

Ranma was quite impressed at how long she was lasting.
The advantage had actually shifted several times and
the two had to resort to intercepting each other's
blows instead of simply dodging them. Much like the
other sisters all of her attacks were backed by power
that was not noticeable by looking at her. In fact she
had succeeded in slipping by his defenses and getting
in close enough to grab him by the shirt and execute a
leg throw*. She had actually thrown him into the air
and not just onto his back. This was amazing since she
had next to no forward momentum to work with; it had
to be all strength. 

She kicked up back to her feet and turned to notice
that he had righted himself in mid-air somehow. As
soon as his foot touched the ground he shot toward her
like a bullet. It was then that everyone realized just
how fast Ranma could become. Akane's started to panic
when he came to within a foot of her, she thought he
was going to ram into her head-on, there was a rush of
wind and when she opened her eyes it looked as if
Ranma was slowly vanishing in front of her.

"What the..." There was a tapping on her shoulder. She
whirled around to find his grinning face. Her head
moved back and forth between and where the ghost 
Ranma had been, it had now faded completely.

"I guess I win."

"Uhh yeah...you do."

"You're not bad. We should do it again sometime."
Ranma redonned his glasses.

"Thank you. How...did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"The...fading...thing." Akane pointed to where it the
image had been.

"Oh that. Practice. By what I've seen, you'll probably
be able to do it yourself soon enough."

"You think so?"

"Yeah," Ranma and herself walked back to the others.
"Just don't let it go to your head."

"Well Ranma, if you're finished showing off, we need
to get some work done." 
Ryoga said over his shoulder as he disappeared into
the house.

"If you need us we'll be on our room. Excuse me."
Ranma politely excused himself.

The three sisters were silent for a moment as they
each assessed what they just saw. 

"He seems nice enough. I...guess I could get used to
them being here." Akane nodded her approval. "What's
the deal with his eye though?"

"I was thinking the same thing. I've never seen one
that shade of green before..." Kasumi murmured.

"It's gotta be artificial. A Cyclops without a doubt,
that would explain the need for the M-2 plug." Nabiki
deduced. "That just leaves Ryoga. I couldn't find
anything obvious on him so his implant has to be
pretty hidden."

"You make it sound it's a big conspiracy or something.
He probably just had an accident or something. Don't
worry so much over it." Akane waved it off.

While Akane knew what they did for a living, that had
made it a practice to keep certain details from
reaching her. The fact that she did not perceive them
as a threat was easy enough to understand. For Kasumi
and Nabiki however, they had been in the business for
far too long, and for them to simply let facts like
that slip by them was simply foolish in there eyes.

"You're right. Father did tell us to treat them as if
they were part of the family, and so we'll do just
that." Kasumi relented.

"See? Just give them some time, they'll open up
eventually."


***


There was a constant buzz of electricity in the air.
What was once nothing more than an empty guest room
had been turned into a technological wonderland.
Networking media were run across the length of the
room connecting a row four rather tall servers were
standing under a large desk. Two 20" monitors were
standing on the top and with the usual welcoming
screen of an OS loading on each of them. There was a
similar set-up on the opposite side of the room,
except there were three high-end workstations in place
of servers and three large liquid crystal flatscreens
linked together in place of the monitors. There was a
shelf in a corner, on it there lay several dozen cyber
components including brain plug adapters, needlepoint
Cyclops jacks, replacement Piledriver rippers, and
other spare parts and accessories.

"How's your head?" Ryoga asked as he connected a final
wire to the three ports in his now exposed Piledriver,
one in the shoulder, one in the crook of his elbow,
and the last in his wrist. The wires ran into the back
of the workstations themselves.

Ranma was currently sitting in a chair with his back
to the servers. There were four adapters in the four
plugs on his neck, from those four serial cables ran
into one of the stations. On the screen, file names
were rapidly scrolling down a window, there was an
occasional ping when something had been successfully
uploaded. Ranma had a look of intense contemplation on
his face as this was occurring.

"Feels like a 1000 pounds have been taken off my
brain. I never want to keep that much in my head ever
again." Ranma sighed. The blinds were drawn and the
room was dark.

"What's got you? You look concerned." Ryoga absently
reached over and began typing rapidly on the keyboard.
A diagnostic screen showing a wire-frame image of his
artificial arm appeared.

"Just thinking about this new situation of ours."
Ranma tapped his nose in thought. "It's the kind of
shot we've always dreamed of but never found."

"What makes you say that?" Ryoga looked back and forth
from the screen to his arm.

"Think about it. The battle between Star and Sword is
one of the most well known in our trade. They've been
at each other's throats for years. Now you add us, the
best this business has ever seen, to the mix."

"One for the history books right?" Ryoga began
pressing down on certain areas of his right arm. His
skin began to flicker and static back into existence
before shutting down again.

"And then there are those daughters of his. He
wouldn't say how he knew they had this kind of skill
in them, but I have a gut feeling I know how he did
it."

"Those three...jeez...I don't think I've ever felt
that much power in three people before." Ryoga flexed
his fingers. "Genetic Manipulation? Maybe they're
test-tube babies."

"Naaah. If they were it wouldn't have felt
so...pure...so...natural." Ranma sighed. "Damn good
bloodline I guess."

Suddenly both monitor screens were filled withh
detailed images of terrain, people, objects, satellite
images, and everything else Ranma had stored inside
his head.

"Damnit..." Ryoga cursed to himself.

"What's wrong?"

"It's official, I burned out the freakin skin imager.
That's what I get for having it on for months straight
without letting it cool down." Ryoga disconnected the
cables. "And I left the spares with Ukyo."

"What else did we leave with her?"

"All the therm-optics and the dampeners. Not like we
could've stored them here anyway."

"It doesn't matter. I'm sure they've guessed that we
aren't entirely normal. 
They must know about my eye and it would only be a
matter of time before they found out about your arm."

"On that note. We haven't discussed how we're going to
break our...power...to them."

"Do you think that's necessary?"

"If we're going to work with them we gotta break ice
with them. Of course, that would mean revealing I'm
the thief she tangled with."

"I'll think of something when the time comes."

A silence swept the room, save for the sound of
computers thinking. The two stared at each other for a
long period, each one knowing what the other thought.

"This...is gonna be good."

"Oh yeah."




To Be Continued...








Author's Notes:
* = I've had this move done to me several times
before, and I know for a fact it has a name but I
can't remember for the life of me. I know it starts
with a 'T', if anyone can tell me the name I'd be most
appreciative.

1). Okay I admit. Not much happened this chapter.
Introduced Akane, showed off a little bit more of the
tech, delved into the nature of Ranma and Ryoga's
relationship and essentially got a few minor details
out of the way.

2). I believe Akane's ability to control her temper,
her increased skill level, and her overall more mellow
attitude I think are all possible due to the fact that
she's actually being trained properly. I.E: she's not
breaking cinderblocks all day long. At least that's my
opinion

3). As always C&C are highly sought after and valued.



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