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Chapter
Six

"Indecision
helps."

"Kinda obvious in hindsight, isn't
it?" Akane nodded as she set down a cup of tea, staring out over the cliff
face and to the springs below. Behind them, sprigs and shoots of bamboo made a
dense foyer for the forest, surrounding them in a semicircle. The overhang of
the trees offered them shade as the hot sun began to rise, morning coming to
pass with the squawk of birds. Ryouga
sat nearby, placing his mug down after hers.
"I dunno why I didn't see it." Ryouga laughed again. Akane was
nearly thrilled to see him in such high spirits. It had been hard to tell him that she loved
Ranma and even harder to imagine how she'd deal with his reaction. Seeing him anywhere
near jovial made her feel better that her heart had always been with the
redheaded girl staking out a guide back at the entrance to the Jusenkyou
training grounds. Genma had gone with
her, not passing up his chance at a possible Spring of Drowning Man.

"Well, I guess because you didn't
have a reason to."

"It was weird, Akane. . . he. . . she was able to say to me that she loved
you. She'd never been able to do that
before." Akane blushed but bobbed her head along.

"It's because she was a
she."

"That doesn't bother you? That he was a girl when he finally told
you?"

"No," Akane mumbled, holding her
hair back from a breeze. "It
doesn't really bother me -- girls are just more emotional and I kinda worry
that if he hadn't had the chance to be a girl for so long, that he. . . she never would have said anything. . . " She huffed, punching the cliff face. "I don't even know what pronoun to
use!"

Ryouga looked at her and bit his lip. "That. . . uh.
. . that reminds me." She nodded to him, holding up a finger.

"Look, it's not I'm gay, I
just--"

"That wasn't it!" Ryouga cried,
shaking his hands. "Last night. . .
Ranma. . . he turned into a boy."

"What?!"
Akane tried to hop up but Ryouga clamped down on her shoulder, holding her
steady. "How the
hell did she go he?!"

"Slow down! We were. . .
talking, and she just fell into some cold water. Akane, since you caught her with. . . that thing, has she been splashed with anything
but warm?" Thinking back to day one, Akane slowly shook her head, a dumb
spark in her eye. How did they miss that?

"Just hot 'n'
hotter still. In the panic of his not changing.
. . well. . . we didn't know what to do.
Ryouga. . . are you serious? Cold water turns her into a he?"

Ranma crawled up the cliff face at just
that moment, waving cheerfully.
"Hey guys! I talked to a
guide and he's on his way. There is a
Spring a' Drowned Boy!
I'm a man sure as. . . sure as I'm a man."
She grinned, taking a seat next to Akane.
"What'chu guys talkin'
ab-WWAAGH!!" Ryouga
suddenly gave her a douse of water, causing her to fall back, covering her face
with her hands and arousing a mild shriek.

"Damnit, Ryouga,
what the hell is your problem?!" Akane watched Ranma-kun sat up,
soused, wiping the water from his forehead.
Akane gazed in terror, stone-still and white-eyed. "Akane?" he asked softly, poking
her in the arm. She didn't respond so
Ranma turned to Ryouga, sighing.
"Like, what the hell d'ya do to
her?" He put his fist to his hip, quirking his brow. Akane squeaked and fainted back into Ryouga's
lap. Ranma blinked as Hibiki stood, hefting Akane onto his shoulder.

Ryouga glared at him, reaching out for his
collar. "You're coming with
me."

Cologne
'hmm'ed and poked at the black-haired boy's arm. He flinched, watching her as she walked
around him. The gang gathered around,
Akane still feeling rather woozy. Ryouga
patted her hand, telling her that it would be okay. He looked back up, seeing Cologne hop back with a sigh.

"Well, son-in-law, from what Ryouga
told me, I get the feeling that you've transgressed further than I'd hoped you
would." Ranma lifted a finger, digging around in his ear. Cologne
cleared her throat, calling him back to attention. "Cut that out! Do you understand what this means?"

Ranma shook his head, shrugging his
shoulders.

"It means you're more girl than man,
boy."

The trees above rustled with the sounds of
birds as they fled their nests and watchful posts, small animals lining the
outside of the camp at the foot the Jusenkyou springs shooting away and deeper
into the forest when a resounding "WHAT?!" came from every boy-girl,
boy-pig, girl-cat and every otherwise girl there (Genma had, of course, run off
to play elsewhere). Ranma hopped to his
feet before Ryouga pounded him over the head with a steaming teapot, willingly
knocking her out cold. The redhead
dropped to the ground, crumpling like a damp marionette.

"What did you do that for?"
Akane cried, kneeling down to give Ranma a few shakes.

"I. . . I couldn't stand to hear him
say anything when he's like that. . ."

"It's true," Ukyou agreed. She looked away, mumbling, "He sounded
kinda 'faggy.'"

"Faggy?! Where
do you guys get this stuff?" Akane protectively hugged Ranma while she
came to, blinking slowly. Frankly, Ryouga's ability to hit her in the same
place twice with a teapot was turning into an art. Cologne
had to practically dance and yell to get their attention again.

"I didn't want to mention this lest I
dampen your hopes about getting cured," she rasped. "However, the extension of the Jusenkyou
curse into which you've entered was not without an. .
. end point of sorts." Shampoo gasped.

"Grandma lie
and not tell truth?"

Ukyou rolled her eyes. "Yes, that would be lying. . ."
Shampoo glared back at her but persisted.

"What she not tell us 'bout
curse?"

"Simply that an extended stay such as
Ranma's will eventually become irrevocable. . . on a
mental aspect. I never once said that a
dip in the spring would fix him mentally.
You all know that he's always been. . . well,
not the most feminine woman." She chuckled, her laugh digging into Ranma's
skin like a dull razor.

"You. . ." She shook, throwing
Akane's arms from around her, stalking up to the woman with a twitching eye as
she continued.

"I'd give you a few more days before
the mental turnover is complete, but I must warn you.
. . a dip in the Spring of Drowned Boy will do nothing but rip your brain
apart. It's up to you, son-in-law. Either you become a girl in a boy's body or
you stay a girl who can turn into a boy." Ryouga watched, speechless,
unable to think about his own situation for a moment. Shuddering, he came up to Ranma and patted a
hand on her shoulder as Cologne
suddenly cackled. "Maybe a full time girl, you like?"

"You. . ."

"D-don't take it so badly, Ranma. . . it's better than a pig, isn't it?"

Ranma cracked him across the face so fast
that even she didn't see it.
Watching him fall to the ground, grabbing his jaw, she took a glance to
her hand. Everyone around took a step
back, Akane watching her with large eyes.
Ran-chan mumbled something, looking back to Cologne before she pushed by Ukyou, ripping
up dirt as she sped away. "Excuse
me. . ."

"'I figured I'd find you here.'" Ranma looked up, mocking
whomever it was that stepped on the twig behind her. "Akane, or Ryouga or whichever the hell
one a ya's
it is, I'm not in the mood. I know what
you're gonna say. . . 'Oh, Ranma, don't give up. That isn't like you. Oh, by the way, DIE!' So save it!" She
kicked her legs as she sat on the cliff, watching the springs below. She
squinted, trying to see what was moving around down there. "Damn. . . why
do you always think I'm givin' up? That's never been like me 'n'it never will!" She snorted, gripping the earth with
a shaky fist. "I just wanna
think." She turned back, pressing her shoulder to her eyes. "O-"

Cologne
coughed, leaving on her staff. "You done?"

"Y-you! What the hell are you doing up here?"

"Ryouga was afraid you'd murder him
and your woman. . . well, I was afraid her body would
get the better of her." Ranma hopped to her feet, sniffing.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Scoffing, Cologne bounced over, looking up to the
redhead. "Are you kidding? A young girl is still a young girl. I feared that she might foolishly convince
you to become a man."

"HEY!
I never stopped being a man, alright?!" Ranma lashed out, trying to
kick at her, but quickly had a weight added to her head. Cologne
peeked down, grinning.

"But you did start being a
woman. A real one. At this point, you only have one option and
if you're considering surviving, then you know the choice to be
made." Ranma was silent, a boom of thunder hardly able to shake her from
thought. The fronds above swayed with the definition of a brewing
maelstrom. "You know that, don't
you?"

"Yeah. . . So what if I do?" Cologne smiled grimly,
tapping Ranma's knees with her staff.
". . . You stupid little imp. . ."

"Oh?
Some way to talk to your friend Shampoo's
great-grandmother."

Ranma reached up, swatting at the ghoul
but she was far too quick, swiftly attaching herself to a nearby branch. "YOU KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN!"

"My, aren't you articulate."

"You slimy,
wrinkled freak! You knew we wouldn't
make it!" She punched the tree, causing it to crack and tip, roots torn
from the soil. Cologne just laughed, hopping back down to
the dirt.

"Not quite, Ranma. You were doomed from the start. However, I figured that the longer you were a
girl, the less vague your decision to change would be." Ranma blinked, Cologne nodding to her
invisible question. "Even after two
days, you'd have been a fairly girly boy." Holding up her staff, she
smacked Ranma on the head, forcing her to her butt.

"Ouch!"

"And can you imagine trying to change
in the middle of your period?" The redhead went silent. "Ranma. . . I thought that your being a girl would give my
great-granddaughter an edge. Frankly, she saw things in your female side that. . . less experimental girls wouldn't. Of all people, I didn't think that Akane
would be so well adjusted." She chuckled as Ranma watched her,
perplexed. "That was my error,
however. It never really occurred to me
that Akane's seen plenty of your girl side and that she'd have had much more of
a chance to love both Ranma-kun and Ranma-chan." She sighed, looking to
the swirling clouds.

"You concede.
. . ?"

"I concede. A true martial artist knows what he or she
wants. . . and as for Shampoo, she no longer intends to return to her tribe, so
your engagement means little more than dust, now. . . Well done." Ranma
nodded, smiling faintly as she climbed back to her feet. "I'm still going to terrorize you,
Ranma. If I can't goad you into marrying Shampoo, I will train the life out of
you."

Ranma grinned a bit, turning to walk back
down to their camp. ". . . You're just lucky I got too mad for the Hiryu Shoten Ha."

"Don't kid yourself, boy."

As she and Cologne climbed down the rocks, a wild squeal
went up into the air. It had started to
rain an unusually cold shower before they started their travel, Ranma trying to
juggle the jobs of holding her jacket over her head, shivering, and nearly
slipping on the rocks as she made her descent.
"That was Ryouga. . ." Cologne bounced down, landing
on another stone when she suddenly pulled Ranma to the side.

"DUCK!"

"No, he's a pig—" Smack!

P-Chan scrambled through the brush, tears
spilling from his eyes, wild footfalls casing after him. A sudden blue blur swept from the trees,
white face paint dripping down from a particularly angry Amazon visage. Ranma gasped as
P-chan neared, the huge girl raising her coral staff.

"PIG DIE!!"

"BWEE!!--"
A strike of lightning suddenly flared in the sky, white incandescence pouring
over the countryside. As the thunder
followed soon after, another crack resounded in the air. The Amazon gave it no mind and brought her
staff down to stop the piglet dead. She was arrested to a halt, however, as a
streak of gray shot through the trees and smacked off the rod. The rock which hit it fell dead to the ground, the Amazon's staff knocked two feet to the
left. The blue-haired girl looked around
in a craze, her eyes burning red as another bolt of lighting seared the
skies. When she looked back to the path,
the piglet was gone, the forest silent but for the sound of rain on the leaves.

The Amazon howled into the downpour,
smacking the ground with her rod. "This not OVER pigtailed-girl! You friends, they mine!" She whipped
around and stomped off, racing back for their camp.

Ranma peeked out of the brush, glancing
down to the little pig squirming in her grasp.
Her hand slipped from his snout as she held him up into the rain,
glaring at him from beneath her coat.
"Explain, right now."

For
the third time as they watched their camp from the trees, Ryouga looked at
Ranma and she returned the gaze with a slap across the face. It was more than bad enough that she had to
give up her clothes and share her jacket to keep him dry until they could get
his umbrella, which, as they noted, was in a convenient pile with the rest of
his clothes, without him having to see her chest. Squeezing her legs together while she sat on
her haunches, she crossed her arms over her bra. "Listen, Ryouga, this is private
property, now, you got me?"

Hibiki snorted,
holding her jacket sleeve over his head.
"Don't be a bitch."

Growling, she grabbed him by the back of
the neck. "Don't call me a
bitch."

"Why?" he grunted,
grinning. "Don't girls like that
kinda thing?"

"Both of you shut up!" Cologne
hissed, giving Ranma an extra hard wap. She squeaked, rubbing her scalp with an
ardor. "All you need to do is get clothed,
Ryouga. Don't make it difficult."

He murmured, looking up at the coat he
held while Ranma took a quick survey of the group. The Amazon who had them captive was busy
building up a pit-fire, grunting slightly and swatting at the rain droplets
that fell. Luckily, they'd camped under
such a thick canopy that Ranma could go out without worry of turning into a boy
– Ryouga was not so secure. As she
looked down, she noted that her two ex-fiancées were almost whistling guiltily,
barely fighting their bonds, – which had them lashed against some posts –
trying their best to not look at Akane.

"Wait, Ryouga, why is Shampoo not a
cat?"

"Oh, uh, I smacked into a tree and a
bunch of water came down on top'pa me."

". . . Moron. . ." Ranma's eyebrows curved as she looked at her
fiancée, confused by the pale features and stiff facade. "Alright,
then, Ryouga, clue me in. What's
with Akane?"

He was silent. Ranma smacked him.

"Answer up!"

"Alright! Lay off!" Ryouga dropped his hands,
letting the jacket drape over his head.
"The rain started coming when the Amazon girl sneak attacked us. I was running to get my stuff when she
decided to get me first. I fell into
this trunk and. . .
seconds later I'm P-Chan. Akane. . . she saw
it happen and wasn't any trouble for that blue-haired babe. . . When I looked
back, she was chasing me down." He glanced back over, eyes accidentally
falling south of her face. Ranma sighed,
not able to hit the poor guy.

"This ain't
your week."

"Thanks for the sympathy," he
muttered grimly. Cologne beat them
again, nearly shouting.

"Enough! Ranma, you're a good distraction." She
gave her a shove, knocking her off the branch and down to the camp with a
scream. As they watched her land, Ryouga
and the old woman looked at each other.
"Let's get you some fitting clothes."

Ranma tumbled in the mud, half naked and
her pride slightly bruised. A sudden
gasp sounded when she looked up, Ukyou and Shampoo watching her with a slight
blush, Akane not able to see without pupils.
The Amazon was quick to turn, grinning fiercely.

"Know you come."

"Well, duh, here I am," Ranma
mumbled, climbing to her feet and whipping some of the hair from her face. The Amazon's smile suddenly faded, the
giantess tipping her head in wonder. Ranma laughed evasively, covering her
chest. "Well, uh. . ."

"It done. No weapon fight." Ranma gasped suddenly
when the Amazon quickly stripped her top, her chest bouncing free.

"Waugh!" Ranma cried, covering
her eyes. "I'm not looking,
really!!"

"Ranma!"
Shampoo yelled, pulling against her ropes.
"Is challenge to Amazons! Present skin and declare complete hand-to-hand
combat!" Ranma peaked through her fingers, seeing the topless Amazon lift
her hands as Ryouga pulled on his pants in the background.

"Great timing. . ." She grunted,
stretching her legs. "Alright, I'll
go with you. But I gotta know; if you're
going to hunt me down to the ends of the Earth. . ." Ranma snapped up,
cracking her back forward, her bra doing nothing to stop the jiggling. "What's your name?"

"Am Kondishin’naru."

". . . Did you say Conditioner?"
The Amazon nodded defiantly, pointing to her.
Ranma looked to Shampoo with no humor in her features. "You people have problems."

"Ranma, that your name. . . We fight
now!" Saotome held up a hand.

"How d'we
know who loses?" The Amazon grinned.

"Who die first is loser." Ranma
looked to Shampoo once more.

"You people have serious
problems."

"ENOUGH!" Before Ran-chan could
turn back to her opponent, Naru shot forward, her
heel cracking against Ranma's chin. She
yelped, skidding back through the mud, handfuls of dirt being shoved down the
back of her boxers. She hissed, climbing to her knees, seeing only a flash of white legs
as Naru ran at her like a train. Ranma screamed like a girl, diving into the
air, narrowly escaping being bum-rushed.
That sucker-kick knocked off her concentration and it was hard to get
back into the rhythm. Of course, she had
no trouble landing a punch to the Amazon's back. Landing sprightly on her feet, Ranma turned,
only to see a foot swinging back around to knock her head off. Ranma gulped, dropping to the ground.

As she fell back, she threw her hands up
and cupped her palms around Naru's ankle. The Amazon tried to pull her leg back but
Ranma was already curling in the air, brought up by the force of the
blue-haired girl's roundhouse. Suddenly inverted,
Ranma kicked her foot down, knocking it against the Amazon's arm. She grunting, swinging her other foot down
and towards her face. Grinning, the girl
caught Ranma's ankle, allowing the redhead the foothold so that she may land
her heel into the Amazon's back. She
cried out, crumbling to her knees.
Panting, Ranma hopped off her spine, landing on an umbrella.

"You're gonna hurt someone,
Connie-Connie Can-Can. I know we can talk about this." The Amazon chuckled
back at her, climbing to her feet as she wiped the mud from her front. Ranma's foothold shifted for a moment as
Ryouga stared at the Amazon's chest.

"Ranma, why is she topless?"

She jumped off the perch, landing next to
her pal. "I think she's making fun
of me."

"No. . ." Ryouga looked back at
hers to confirm. "You're way
bigger--"

Smack!

Ranma walked forward, rubbing her hand as
Ryouga fell to the ground. Sweeping her
hand back through her hair, she gave Naru a hard
stare. "Look, I don't make it a
habit to go 'round killin' people. I ain't gonna back outta this, but I also ain't
gonna kill ya."

"Then you make error. You hurt honor, pride and respect tribe have
for Naru. You
die or I die -- escape defeat of you or by village."

Shampoo nodded again. "Aiya, Ranma, is big deal."

"Shit. . . "
She tapped her forehead, looking as the Amazon crossed her arms,
waiting. "Well.
. . bye!" Before the Amazon could blink, Ranma was gone. Ryouga looked after the trail in the mud, a
small cloud of mist far away on an exiting path. He spun his umbrella, sighing, watching as
the Amazon stomped after her.

"Ranma. . .
"

Ryouga stepped out of her way, following
her with his eyes as she ran off with a scream. Ukyou and Shampoo exchanged a
glance, then looking at their tied-up mate, quaking like mad. Akane was the first to speak up, the snaps of
ropes sounding as she brought her arms up.
"THAT COWARD!!"

Ranma-kun looked around as he yanked his
bra off. He'd made it to the springs and
as he pulled his pants on, those that he'd happily grabbed on his attempt to
flee, he struggled to think. He could
hear that Amazon tearing after him. Was
it just him or did he detect about four other footfalls? He rubbed his chin, feeling a shadow fall
over him in the rain.

"Hey boy, nice to
finally see you."

"Hey, pop, was gonna s-- what the
hell?!" He whipped around, instantly grabbing his dad by his gi. "Where the hell you been?" Genma
chuckled, pointing to the sky.

"Pretty cold huh? And no pandas in
sight!"

"You cured yourself. . ."

"And so have you, it seems! Well done, my boy! Now your mother will have
no reason to see us dead! It's good to
be back after all these years, isn't it?" Genma chuckled, slapping his son
on the shoulder, opening his mouth to welcome the cool downpour. Ranma wasn't in as high spirits, shaking his
head. Genma asked, so Ranma told. After finishing his two-minute version,
Saotome stumbled back, slightly, almost falling into the Spring of Drowned
Tiger before Ranma dived at him, knocking him into the mud. Ranma tried to rationalize for him but Genma
just grabbed him by the arms.

"So you. . .
did pick Akane?"

"I'm going to kill you, pop. .
."

"It's alright, it's alright. You just
have one last thing to do." Ranma blinked.

"Yeah?"

Fishing around behind him, Saotome pulled
out his seppuku gear. "It's been nice knowing you—" Ranma kicked him
in the head, growling.

"Knock it off!"

Genma suddenly grinned,
his brow sloped in a sudden insight.
"Hold that though, my boy.
We do still have an Amazon to get off your tail."

"You got an idea?"

"We're at some cursed springs, aren't
we?" As the father and son exchanged sly smirks, Ryouga was the first to
run up, the rain having finally turning warm as the day approached noon. Genma pointed to him as his
son-turned-daughter climbed to her feet, beckoning him to approach.

The Amazon finally broke into the
clearing, pale streaks of paint still staining her face. "You there!" she screamed, pointing
to Ranma as she sat on one of the posts.
"Redhead girl!" Ranma pointed to herself,
tossing her hand back out rather effeminately, letting it rest in the air.

"Me?
Yeah, that'd be me."

The Amazon laughed wildly, clapping her
hands together. "You give up? No run?
Stay up there?"

"Yeah. Up here. I have a proposition for you." Naru snorted, walking towards the battle posts. "Death I thought was a little harsh but
this is even harsher. If you can knock
me into that spring, you'll be the victor.
If I can do it to you, I get to leave." The Amazon looked over to
where she pointed, seeing a sign mark the soft edge. The pond rippled,
the dirt around it unusually loose.

"Fool, is Cursed Spring! You dare play with Jusenkyou area?"

Ranma grinned, scratching her head. "Is worse than death, huh? Going through life as a half-girl, half-whatever?"
A bubble popped on the surface with an almost angry tone. Naru growled,
jumping up to join her bane on the posts.
"Good girl. . ."

"Ranma, prepare be change. . ."
She jumped up, Ran-chan following her, screaming into the rain. "Kyaa!!"
the two shouted, kicks and blocks flying back in forth
in the air. Ranma brought her knee up,
pushing herself off the Amazon's thigh and landed on a post as Naru did the same with a hiss. She rubbed her leg, grinning slightly. "Ranma. . .
"

"That's my name. . ." They dove
at each other again, Ranma carelessly flying overhead. She swallowed, closing her eyes as she threw
down a punch, wincing at how slow it had been, her wrist easily nabbed by her
opponent. She smiled up at her and
whipped her around, tossing Ranma high into the air.

"YOU LOSE!!"

Ranma splashed into the spring, a balloon
of water exploding upward. The Amazon
landed on a nearby post. Akane suddenly
rushed up, having seen the entire thirteen-second bout. "RANMA!!" she screamed, racing for
the pond as a small piglet crawled out of the water. It coughed, collapsing on the bank,
breathless. Akane, speechless, scooped
it up into her arms, crushing it to her chest.
"N-no. . . "

The Amazon watched carefully, having been
fully prepared to take the pig home as a feast.
The reaction of this girl, however, stunned the appetite right out of
her. Quietly, she hopped to another
post, sighing. "Ranma. . . good warrior." She clapped her hands together and
suddenly, Akane was alone with the rain and with her fiancé-turned-meal.

Genma walked from surrounding forest,
patting her on the shoulder.
"N-no," she whispered again, hearing the little pig squeal a
bit. The water splashed again as Akane
couldn't help but wail, her tears hidden by the falling rain.

"Man, Akane, you need to get a
grip."

Since when could pigs talk? She looked up, seeing Ranma wave to her from
the pond, coughing slightly. He grinned as his fiancée stared in shock, holding
the pig until it turned white.
"Hi! This is just regular
water. I had to throw the fight but I at
least won the battle." He chuckled brightly as Genma sniffed, turning a
fist to the air.

"That's my boy. . ."

Akane looked down, seeing the yellow
bandana around the pig's neck. "Ryouga?"

Reluctantly, the piglet nodded.

"EIII!! I've never been happier to see you in my
life!!" She clamped around P-Chan and pushed the air out of him, crying
joyously. Ranma watched, dripping and
irritated, as the girl who practically stuck her tongue into his mouth manhandled
his best friend.

"Thanks for the welcome. . ."

--

"Oh. . . G-god. . . R-ranma. . . stop. . ." Ryouga
groaned once more, holding his arm to his eyes as he swallowed a lump out of
his throat.

"I must. . ." she whispered as
the setting sun reddened her features. She glanced towards the hills with a
blush, turning back to where Ryouga stood at the top of the slope a second
later. She got back to her knees,
closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you--"

"Ranma, that's enough! I would'a helped
even if your dad hadn't made me. Stop
being a wuss." Ran-chan
glanced back up, suddenly frowning. She
grunted, getting to her feet with a snort.

"A wuss huh?" She looked around, picking up a
bucket of water. Ryouga sighed as she
splashed him with it, wiping the cool droplets from his face with a sneer,
colder water adhering him to his clothes.

"You forget already, Ranma?" He
grinned. "One dip in the Spring of
Drowned Boy and Ryouga is a man once more!" He pumped his fist, not even
three hours into being complete again as Akane walked towards them. "Shampoo and I are finally back to normal. . . kinda anti-climactic, huh?"

Ranma sat down on a white-tipped rock,
looking out to the pink and orange treetops.
"Doesn't matter to me." She looked
down to where Genma and the other two were, watching the sun fall with their
own interests occupying them. Namely, a picnic of ramen,
okonomiyaki and sake. Go figure. Akane trudged up the grassy knoll,
waving to her as the wind blew by. She
smiled and waved back down, nudging Ryouga with her other elbow. "I got what I came
for." She sneered playfully, poking him in the ribs. "How's it feel
to lose her to a girl? Or me for that matter?"

Ryouga was silent but then laughed, slapping
her on the back extra hard. The smell of
rice wine was still on his breath, the group still enjoying their small party
that they started after Ranma had returned from her battle with Naru.
"Actually, it's not that bad."

"I can't believe she didn't kill you
when she found out you were P-Chan. She apologized ten times to me for gettin' mad at me about you. I figured you were dead."

"So did I, but if she does have some
issues, I guess she'll take 'em out on somebody."
He grinned. "Good luck."

"Shaddup."

There was a slight pause. "Ukyou made
a move on me."

"She was drunk."

"So am I."

Akane tripped on her way up the hill,
causing Ranma to hop up and run down to her, Ryouga slowly walking down
behind. She skidded next to the
black-haired girl as she turned over onto her back. Groaning, Akane rubbed her back.

". . . So is she."

"Huh?" Ranma grinned, offering
her hand.

"Forget it, klutz." The two of
them watched as Ryouga walked by, winking back, going to join the others at the
bottom of the hill. They watched him
settle down, shirking away as Ukyou suddenly pawed at him.

"So you're not gonna do it,
huh?"

Ranma shook her head violently as she sat
back on her elbows. "No
way. Don't tell me you haven't
seen it, Akane. Cologne's totally right – I'm a girl
now. I don't wanna screw up my brain
with some body that ain't mines no more. . . Besides," she grinned, suddenly sliding
over to bump shoulders with her – as only her mind called her – beloved,
"I can be a guy if necessary. And I
really got used to this bein' a girl thing."

Akane went 'pft',
edging away. "Just remember that 5
days outta the month I'll probably hate you even more. . . "

Ranma shrugged. "I kinda like the way you hate me,
too." With a bit of a quiver, she put her hand down on the girl's. "It won't bother you?" Akane swayed
slightly, also hefting her shoulders.

"What did Ryouga call you? When. . . when my
hair got cut? Cute 'n'
huggable?"

"Well, yeah, but--"

Akane suddenly wrapped her arms around
her, resting her head on Ran-chan's chest.
Ranma jerked but quickly relaxed, placing a hand on Akane's head with a
bit of a start. "He was right. .
."

"A-ahh. .
." Ranma sighed softly, closing her eyes with a smile. When she opened them again, Akane was looking
her in the eye. Ran-chan tipped her head
to the side when Akane pushed forward, giving her a soft little kiss. She smiled at her afterward, poking Ranma in
the forehead.

"You little perv."

Ranma grinned
back at her. "Well it would take
some tomboy like you to kiss a cute, soft 'n' huggable girl like me."
Akane fell silent, Ranma hearing Ryouga yell at him
from down the slope. The redhead looked
up innocently, scratching her cheek.
"Nm. . . uh. . . really cute. . . tomboy.
. ."

Smiling, Akane hugged her again, Ranma's
elbows collapsing so that they fell back onto the grass. It was a little damp, but Akane nuzzling into
her front made that all feel better. As
the two went quiet, Ranma looked up to where the stars began to peek from the
purple sky, a dark blue beginning taking over a rubicund end. Mindlessly
running her fingers through Akane's hair, she watched the pinpoints of light
shine with the moon, the sun slipping out of sight and below the mountains.

"Why do I think that we forgot something. . .?"

--

Back in Nerima, Mousse climbed out of his
hot bath, memories of being a duck for three days making him shiver. "Where did everyone go, anyway?" He
saw a broom in the corner and immediately ran to it, hugging it to him. "SHAMPOO!!"

The end. (Sorta)

I
just have to smile. . . I know what you're thinking. Ukyou was too vicious, or
Ryouga was too much of an ass. . . pft.
I like to bend rules, but at least I don't break them. Frankly, 'canon' writing
is good for, like, Tenchi Muyo. I know for a fact that Ryouga's a bastard.
Didn't you read volume 22? I did. In Barnes and Noble, for
that matter.

Anyway,
there are two side-stories loosely related to this plot, and they're next, so
if you still got the yearn, read them. They're pure
sex.
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