finally have some time to get to this:

The Fall of Happosai
By Nidoking

    Ranma glared across the Tendo backyard at his opponent. "I hope
you're ready, old man. You've beaten me for the last time."

Happi: So, you're planning on never challenging me again, eh? That's
probably for the best.

    "Do your best, both of you!" called Kasumi.
    Akane glanced suspiciously at Nabiki. "You took bets on this fight?"
    Nabiki shrugged. "You'd be surprised at what some people will gamble
on."

Just look at how many still eat at 'Chi-Chi's. ^_^

    Happosai yawned. "Wake me when you regain consciousness." He
produced his favorite pipe from a fold of his gi and waved it at the
approaching martial artist. Ranma twisted around the blow, but the bowl
of the pipe still caught his ankle, sending him flying face first toward
the house, where he barreled straight into Nabiki, knocking the girl
down and taking the dining room's sliding door with him.

Hmm. Nabiki took one for a change? Interesting.

that was more than enough, as Happosai's pipe sent Ranma flying back out
the door. This time, he shot right between Kasumi's legs, taking the
bottom half of her dress with him.

Heh. Lots of fanservice I see.

    With a joyous cry of "Panties!" Happosai launched himself at
Kasumi's exposed legs, rubbing his face in her most sensitive area.
Kasumi shrieked involuntarily and smacked him to the ground, whereupon
she proceeded to stomp his head repeatedly with a firm heel.

Like something out of the first episode of 'Golden Boy'

    "No! That's simply not proper!" she admonished him as her foot beat
the lesson into his head. "We aren't even married!" With her brief
temper sated, she took a few deep breaths and ran her fingers across the
new waist-high hem of her dress. "Oh, dear. This dress is ruined! I
shall have to change before dinner." She quickly dashed through the
dining room and up the stairs to her room to regain her dignity.

Her voluptuous bottom swaying back and forth in a most tempting manner.

Sorry, wrote a lemon recently and am still thinking in an excessively lemony
way.

Nabiki ALONE!" she shouted, slamming Happosai into the ground. He wasted
no time in squirming out from under her fist and attaching himself to
her not-entirely-opaque shirt. Akane let loose the primal growl of rage
that she'd been saving all this time and pried him off, dealing him a
swift kick that sent him into the heavens.

Reslient cuss, isn't he?

    "So you invited us to watch just so you could use this technique on
us?" Nabiki asked menacingly.
    Ranma quickly backed away. "I wanted to get Shampoo and Ukyo
instead, but having those two too close to Akane could be dangerous!"

Yeah, they might go for Akane's breasts instead of Happi.

What?

    "Yep," confirmed Ranma. "Just like it says, the official training
manual for the Akamatsu-Ken."

Heh. Cute.

Nice work.

DB Sommer



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