Most of the characters within the story are from the Anime Series, 
Ranma 1/2 and are property of Rumiko Takahashi, and whoever else may 
own the rights. I write this without permission and do so with no 
attempt to profit off of the marvelous works, rather I do so for 
everyone's benefit. Please enjoy and tell me what you think.


Time passed and eventually everyone grew up, even Ranma Saotome with
two years of constant strife centering on his relationship with Akane
Tendo. Engaged against their will, they eventually grew to love each
other. Unfortunately, not everyone of their would-be suitor's agreed
with their choice. This is the story of one such person, going
through great lengths to keep them separate.

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            *A Ranma 1/2 Fanfiction: Shade of Redemption*
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              Chapter One of In Search of the South Star
                             by Ryan Erik


                     Part Three: Ghosts of Nerima

    Warm rays of sunlight washed over Nerima, bringing the dawn
of a new day. Smells of some breakfasts cooking and others burning,
drifted through the air. Dogs being sent out to fetch the morning
paper, and other normal occurrences took place.
    All of this had gone completely unobserved by the exhausted
figure that stood upon the walls bordering the Tendo residence. Long
purple hair that most likely had not seen a brush for a long time
swayed in the wind. Eyes, needing sleep desperately, were stained red
with fatigue as they scanned the area within the walls. Motionless
lips, parted and chapped, made no sound. Hands, weathered and cut,
tentatively gripped the walls, holding the figure balanced. This
person was poised and alert, watching the slightest move made beyond
the walls. The once beautiful dress worn by the girl could barely be
considered tatters now.
    Shampoo jumped down from the wall to get a closer view of the
Tendo house. She had to warn Ranma of his impending danger, but the
only problem with that was that he was not in his usual place. From
what she remembered, before breakfast, Ranma and his father would
always spar around the koi pond in morning practice. This was not the
case this morning. She pondered the thought of sneaking into Ranma's
room to talk to him there, but she would most likely get attacked by
Akane, yet it seemed like the only reasonable choice.
    She gathered herself and made her way over to Ranma's window,
sliding it open just enough to look in. She saw a giant panda
sleeping on a futon, but the one next to it was unoccupied, looking
like it had not been used recently. This could be cause for concern.
    She waited a little longer to see Akane leave the house in a rush
on her way to school, shortly followed by Nabiki. Ranma almost always
followed Akane, and if he didn't, Akane was pulling him by his
pig-tail - but not today. This was cause for concern.
    Following Akane along the street, Shampoo kept at a safe distance
to avoid being seen. Shampoo's exhaustion caught up with her, and she
was unable to keep up. Unable to maintain Akane within her vision,
she slowed to a walk, beginning a breathing exercise, but was
interrupted by a sudden splash of cold water.
    "Meow!" she cried in anger as she pulled herself from her pile of
clothing. Where could she go now? This was not turning out to be a
very good day, or week for that matter.


    "Good morning, Sakamoto-san. I hope your husband is feeling
better today. That's good to hear. Hmm? Really? That's very
interesting. Oh, I see. I'll talk to you later. Bye." Dr. Tofu hung
up his phone and sat down on the sofa in the waiting room. He didn't
have any scheduled patients for today, and started heading out to go
have breakfast at a restaurant.
    "Meow!" Dr. Tofu looked down and saw a small, pink cat at his
feet, looking up at him with its big eyes. "Oh, hello there, Ms.
Kitty. You seem familiar." He picked up the cat very gently and
remembered. "Is that you, Shampoo?" The cat nodded. "Oh, you must
want some hot water then. Let me go get it." He carried her into his
office and started warming up some water in a tea pot.
    "Now, where did you get splashed?" He set the cat down and
followed her out of his office, and along the streets. It didn't take
them long and he gathered her clothes and Shampoo in his arms,
walking back to the office.
    "I'll put you in your clothes and leave the room. Then you have
to tell me why you're back. Okay?" The cat nodded, and he put her in
her dress. With his back turned, he then carefully poured the hot
water on the bulge within the clothes, and left the room.


    Transforming back into a human, Shampoo quickly adjusted her
clothes to her body and calmly walked out to join the doctor. "Thank
you, Doctor." Shampoo took a seat next to him and he handed her a cup
of tea. Sipping the warm liquid, she sighed, trying to figure out how
to tell the doctor her tale.
    "It's no problem, Shampoo. I'm always here to help the cursed."
Tofu smiled at her before taking a sip of his tea. "Now tell me why
you've returned. I thought that you were going back to China for
good."
    "Shampoo do go home with great-grandma, but get in big trouble
for not bringing Ranma too." She looked at the cup of tea in her
hands sadly. "Shampoo still ask self why come back. Still no know
why. Ranma can handle self."
    Dr. Tofu regarded her sympathetically, gazing at her with his
unjudgmental eyes. "Why don't we continue this while we walk to have
breakfast?" She looked up at him curiously. "You look like you could
use a good meal, and I could use the company." He finished his tea,
and set the empty cup on the table.
    "Shampoo thank you again, Doctor."

        *        *        *

    Dark clouds gathered above Akane as she angrily marched to
school. This was one of the very few times that she had to go alone.
Her anger faded for a brief second as she looked at the chain-link
fence. When her eyes shifted and her gaze fell upon the concrete
again, her anger flared once more. 'Where the hell is that stupid
baka?'
    Earlier that morning, she had called Daisuke's house and found
out that his mother had picked up quite a few of the boys, who were
too drunk to make it home alone. This should have made her feel
better, but his mother said that she did not see Ranma at club when
she arrived. Akane had figured that he was too macho to accept a ride
home and tried to walk it, passing out somewhere between the house
and the club.
    Upon walking through the gates of Furinkan, she saw her friends,
Yuka and Sayuri, conversing with a boy that she had never seen
before. She looked at the clock, and figured she had enough time to
see what was going on before school started. "...that's my final
offer." She caught the last part of what the young man was saying to
her friends before he walked off.
    "What was all that about?" Akane looked at her friends who seemed
rather apprehensive about something. They looked at each other and
then both put on their innocent faces.
    "Nothing!" Sayuri responded, obviously lying.
    "Just chit-chat." Yuka had always been a better liar.
    "Oh well, you two ready for class?" They both nodded and followed
her into the school.


    Akane took her seat and the class began. She yawned and looked
over at the two seats to her left, which were both empty. The one
closest to her belonged to Ranma, and the one that was up against the
window belonged to Ukyou.
    Things had changed dramatically ever since they had begun their
senior year of high school. The constant conflicts, that bought
Nerima an infamous name, escalated when Ranma arrived two years ago.
It was rowdy before his arrival with Kuno and due to all of her
would-be suitors, she never went a day without fighting. Through some
twist of fate, Ranma brought with him some of the finest martial
artist on the face of the earth, causing quite a bit of property
damage. Her whole outlook on life changed when he arrived. Nothing
was the same, but in those two years of chaos that broke her medium,
she found her love. Nothing would ever be the same again.
    Ever since Ranma had decided on her to be the one that he would
marry, everything had calmed down dramatically. Even Kuno had pretty
much given up on her, but not on Ranma's girl side. She wondered if
anything would drill the fact of Ranma's curse through his thick
skull, but it was not likely.
    What would it have been like if Ranma didn't arrive? If Ranma
didn't show up, would she have fallen for someone in school? Would
she even be the same person that she was today? Whenever she thought
of that baka, she felt the urge to get angry, but now she could only
sigh and think of him in a better light. She had definitely smoothed
out the rough edges he had acquired over the ten years of training
with his father.
    Even after everything that Ranma had brought with him from his
past, Akane still would not change a thing. Their tender moments in
the past had been few and far in between, but they were all moments
she would never forget. She would never have even thought that Ranma
loved her the slightest bit until his revelation on Mount Phoenix.
She hadn't heard it herself, but the way he held her and the way
everyone else was staring at them brought her to her present train of
thinking. He loved her and he would go through hell and back to save
her from any danger. While that was surprising, the fact that she
felt the same startled her even more. How could she have hidden these
feelings from herself for so long?
    Life before their acknowledged love was filled with joy and
sorrow. Life, now, was heaven. She sighed happily thinking of her
baka fiancee, not noticing that the teacher had been trying to talk
to her for several minutes now.

        *        *        *

    Shades of red and orange highlighted the evening sky as the sun
slowly set. Trees, glowing in the diminishing light of the sun,
swayed with the cool breeze that caressed the mountains. Life had
ceased its daily activities, and the silence of night was slowly
creeping its way over everything. As the warmth from the sun slowly
left the area, the chill of night washed over the country side.
    A blade of light was all that remained of the sun as the figure
stumbled across the land. Carried upon the back of the person, was
another figure whose small frame and bright red hair completely
opposed the much larger figure's dark black hair. The larger set down
his burden and rested himself up against a large oak tree. Fatigue
was obvious on his face as he looked over at the girl that he had
been carrying along for such an extended time.
    Once again he had lost his way. For all he knew he could be
somewhere in Europe! "It's all your fault, Ranma! I should just kill
you right here and now!" He looked at his unconscious companion, his
anger and depression starting to get the better of him. Had he kept
his cool through so much, only to be denied what he paid for in
blood?
    He carefully took a sealed glass jar, filled with water, from his
pack and stared at it intently. His breath quickened as his eyes lay
transfixed upon the liquid within the glass. "It's about time, Ranma.
You can never fool me again! Akane will never again be yours! You
will suffer like I did for all those years, if your mother doesn't
think you're not manly enough that is! AHAHAHA!" He held the jar over
her head and removed the top, gently pouring the liquid over her.
Waiting for a brilliant flash of light, or some other extraordinary
event, he dumbly stared at her. Moments passed but nothing happened.
Remembering his own experience, he knew something went wrong.
    Shaking his fist at the sky, he yelled, "You can't deny me my
revenge! I suffered in Jusenkyo for nearly an hour, and *nothing*
happens to her?!"
    He had to get back, and soon.

    Trudging through a particularly thick part of the forest, Ryouga
stopped to rest once more, this time for the night. 'Those pills are
lasting much longer then I could have hoped. The druggist said that a
half of a pill would be sufficient, and knowing you, Ranma, it would
at least be double.' He thought over it for a few minutes, when he
realized his mistake. 'I put two in your drink! Oh shit!' He put his
hand under the girl's nose to feel for breath but felt nothing. He
pressed his hand to her chest, and she responded with a moan and
cough.
    He jolted upright and looked at Ranma with unease. Was she coming
to? What if Ranma saw him here with her? All of Ryouga's finely laid
out plans (finely laid out compared to what Ryouga's used to) would
be ruined! He had to do something or he would be risking Akane's
happiness!
    With increased vigor, he picked her up, resting her over his
shoulder, and continued his aimless journey. Recently, he had been
ending up exactly where he needed to go every single time, but not
now when it was most crucial! "Oh, horrid fates! Why must you leave
me now?!"
    "Ugh," behind him, Ranma stirred, her breathing becoming louder.
Ryouga started getting really nervous when the girl started to mutter
no louder than a whisper. He could not be linked to drugging and
kidnapping Ranma, because it would simply look horrible. Akane would
never forgive him and she would marry Ranma, despite the fact that he
was no good for her and cheated on her, more than once. Both their
lives would be thrown away because of Ranma.
    Unseen by anyone, a dark green light began to form around
Ryouga's body. In his mind, his future was becoming dimmer, and if
Ranma knew what he had attempted to do or if they think he tried
something else, Akane would be probably try to kill him. She would
have to live the rest of her life in shame because he couldn't do
something as simple as finding the Tendo residence. 'Oh God, what
have I done?' He no longer watched where he walked, as his mind
drifted further into one of his many depressions. "Cursed world!"


    "Ry-Ryo..." Ranma spoke for the first time after nearly
twenty-four hours. Apparently, Ryouga was too far caught up in his
own internal conflict that he failed to notice Ranma's voice. "Is
that you, Ryouga?" Ranma tried, unsuccessfully, to move any part of
her body besides her mouth. RShe felt like she had been beaten on
every part of her aching body and dragged across all of Tokyo, all
while severely drunk. She tried to concentrate on her vision, but
everything was a blur, in addition to being carried over someone's
shoulder like a sack.
    The little energy she had was used up when she tried to get the
lost boy's attention. Even wiggling her finger seemed like a daunting
task at the moment. What had happened to her to make her feel like
this? After a few more minutes of the constant motion, she fell back
into the depths of unconsciousness.


    What now? That was the question Ryouga faced. The only solution
he could think of was unacceptable. He could not kill Ranma; it would
be too merciful. He wanted Ranma to suffer like he did for so many
years. Unfortunately, to accomplish anything he would have to bring
Ranma to the Tendo residence, or at least drop her nearby; otherwise,
she would find out who drugged her and carried her off.
    Ranma stirred again. Something had to be done right now, but
there were no options to choose from. What would he do when Ranma
married his one and only true love? Akane would think he betrayed
their friendship. Could he deal with Akane's hatred?
    "No, I would sooner die then have her hate me - to be the cause
of her unhappiness!"
    He looked up and was greeted by starlight. A tear rolled down his
cheek. "I have become my own worst nightmare!" His yell echoed over a
large area, but Ryouga was so caught up with his own tragedy that he
failed to notice.
    He felt Ranma squirming, trying to mutter something. It was too
late now. Ranma would be fully conscious and aware. It would be all
over. He could never show his face in Nerima again.
    "RYOUGA, NO!!!"
    A heavy green blast of pure depression erupted from the lost boy
in all directions, going through anything in a fifty meter radius.
With his footing no longer secure, Ryouga suddenly fell downward,
only to be saved by his quick reflexes as he grabbed onto the edge of
the side of a sheer drop. The body he had been carrying fell, too. He
caught her wrist at the last possible moment, saving her from a
certain death.
    The beautiful night's sky shone down upon Ryouga, providing
enough lumination for him to realize the gravity of his situation.
Gravity being the case that if he fell, it would pull him down and he
would most likely not survive. In any normal situation he could have
easily pulled himself up, but with his pack and Ranma, he was not
sure if he could manage to get all of them up.
    "You awake, Ranma?!" He had the ledge in his left hand, Ranma in
his right.
    "Ye-yeah... p-pull us up, okay Ry-ry-ryoga?"
    He felt the grip on his left hand slipping; he only had a few
more moments before they would fall to their deaths. "I can't! My
grip isn't strong enough! Can you climb up me?"
    There was a brief pull from the girl, but with so little
strength. "Nuh uh, I'm too weak..." Her voice was full of pain. He
could tell she was barely able to speak. Her grip on his right hand
was very weak, slipping, bit by bit. His breathing grew steadily
heavier as his strength was tested to its limits.
    "I'm not strong enough to pull you, me and the pack all up." How
badly he just wanted to release the grip of his left hand and plummet
to his death, but someone had to be left to comfort Akane of the
other's death and Ranma would probably just make things worse with
his unreversable curse. "God, please forgive me." His whisper was
barely audible to even himself. "Please forgive me, Akane!" The grip
of his right hand released.
    The scream that followed would be heard, both sleeping and awake,
for years to come.

        *        *        *

    Akane woke and sat up. Her eyes, transfixed upon the wall in
front of her, widened in terror. Her heart raced as tears poured down
her face like a geyser that would have made Soun proud. She tried to
calm herself by taking deep breaths, concentrating on nothing but the
breathing.     Her crying started to slow, but the harder she tried, the
harder it was to stop. What was causing her to be so upset? She felt
a strong need to be with Ranma at that moment, but even if she could
work up the courage to just sleep with him, it would not have
mattered. His futon lay empty for the second night since his
disappearance after his bachelor party.
    'Oh Ranma, where are you?' She dried her eyes with the sleeve of
her yellow pajamas and laid back down. Every second away from him was
a bed of coals she walked over bare-foot. Now that they had each
other, Akane wasn't about to let him go for anything. She even found
it very hard to get angry at him now, and her mallets were becoming
smaller and softer. She didn't want to hurt Ranma, let alone anyone
anymore. "Come home soon, my baka."

        *        *        *

    Today was the day that she had to confront the Tendos and
Saotomes. Shampoo wondered how they would receive her, considering
the terms of their last meeting were that she had lost her temper and
tried to kill Akane. If it wasn't for Ranma's intervention, she might
have actually done it. The look on Ranma's face was all she needed to
convince her of his true love for the violent tomboy.
    How he could love someone who abuses him for no reason was beyond
her. Akane's anger was always focused on Ranma, whether he did
anything to spark it or not. Shampoo couldn't stand it when she would
unintentionally inflict pain upon him, but there wasn't really
anything that she could do. If she would attack Akane, Ranma would
defend her. 
    She decided to switch her train of thought.
    Shampoo needed to decide what she was going to do with her life.
Her future seemed so dim, but one good thing came out of her current
position. She was free. She could now choose where she wanted to go,
who she wanted to marry and what she would do. When she was forced to
become the leader of the Amazons upon her great grandmother's death,
though it might not have been that bad, it was not her choice to do
so.
    Japan definitely would be her choice of countries, and the Nerima
district of Tokyo was really the only area she knew well. While not
outright friendly, people here were not hostile either, and though
she'd occasionally overhear remarks about her clothes, words from
cowards who could not say it to her face meant less than nothing to
her. Either way, she should probably choose a more conservative
attire so she could to fit in better.
    She would need a job and a place to stay. Dr. Tofu would probably
provide both, but she would have to try and get a job elsewhere with
her own place to stay so that she wouldn't be imposing on the kind
doctor too long.
    Her thoughts were cut short by her arrival at the gate of the
Tendo residence. She prepared herself, when a familiar figure,
walking her direction, caught her eye, the familiar figure that she
had followed from China to stop. "Stupid pig-boy! What you do with
Ranma?!" This caught Ryouga's attention very well and his curiosity
towards her turned to anger. She prepared herself as he walked up to
her.
    "I haven't seen him in a couple nights! I did nothing to him!"
She watched his battle aura brighten as he started to charge her.
Jumping back to avoid his initial attack, bonboris instantly appeared
in her hands to deflect the lost boy's metal-reinforced umbrella.
This was a fight she had prepared for, and to win she had to disarm
him as quick as possible. To do that she needed him very mad.
    "If pig-boy stop fighting, Shampoo cook you some good bacon!" Her
insult worked wonders, doubling his anger, and he charged her with
amplified vigor. She sidestepped his assault, bringing a bonbori down
on his weapon wielding hand with no result. If she had been watching
this from outside the fight, her jaw would have fallen to the floor
in surprise.
    The pained expression on his face, however, showed that her
counterattack had not been useless. He brought his umbrella down,
slicing only empty air, as she moved out of the way of the strike.
"Oink! Oink! Getting slow!" Her taunts fueled his anger causing him
to attack her with a complicated maneuver, grazing her side and
causing her to fly back into the wall of the Tendo training hall.
    She dropped low, barely avoiding his umbrella, and rolled out of
the way of his foot stomp. 'This is not going well at all!' She had
to do something, but hitting him was almost as useless as fighting
him. It changes nothing. Enough was enough. She ran into his charge,
startling him, yelling, "KACHU TENSHIN AMAGURIKEN!" Using her
bonboris instead of her fists, she laid out a fierce assault of
nearly one hundred strikes upon the lost boy. Her Chestnut fist was
pitiful compared to Ranma's, but it was more than enough to slow down
Ryouga.
    "Oh... you're going to pay for that!" Amazingly, Ryouga seemed to
be gathering his chi energy, a very dark green. Her eyes went wide in
awe as chi flooded to his person. There would be nothing left of the
town if he released it. If not for a person's interruption, she and
half of Nerima's citizens would have been killed.
    "Ryouga?! Shampoo?! What is going on?" Akane and the rest of the
Tendo clan were at the gate, watching them. As abruptly as his chi
had gathered, it left him. Shampoo wasted no time in disarming the
distracted Ryouga, and sending him to the floor.
    "Stop it! Why'd you have to come back?!" Akane ran over to her
fallen friend, checking his neck and stared up and glared at her,
assuming a fighting position.
    "Viol... Akane no understand! Ryouga try hurt Ranma! Shampoo here
to help Ranma!" Her protests were all for not, as the fallen Ryouga
was helped up by Akane. They then proceeded to attack her. She
launched herself into a back flip and landed on the Tendo's wall.
"Please, let's talk, okay?"
    "Talk after what you did to poor Ryouga?" Akane's attack was held
back by the lost boy. She looked back at him and nodded. Shampoo was
poised on the wall, ready for anything.
    "I'll talk, Shampoo. What's this about saving Ranma from me?"
Ryouga's sudden calm unnerved the already apprehensive Shampoo.
Akane's fierce glare, and the rest of the Tendo's looks, showed that
she had better spill it now.


    Akane had enough of Shampoo's bullshit for one lifetime and was
very glad when she had left. Now, she was back in Japan and it
involved Ranma, and possibly his disappearance. Of course, she fully
well knew that Ryouga could have had nothing to do with it, but she
listened anyway.
    "Shampoo see Ryouga in China and hear him yelling bad things. He
want kill Ranma and he go back to Japan. Shampoo no want see Ranma
hurt, so follow him. Shampoo no see Ranma around; assume stupid
Ryouga beat Shampoo so attack!" Her broken fragmented Japanese was
well understood by everyone around. No one believed her either.
    "You're lying! Ryouga would never hurt Ranma! Ranma was the one
who always picked fights with poor Ryouga, but they've gotten over
it. They're friends now, so you can go home." Akane's glare softened
and she turned to Ryouga. "What happened, Ryouga?"
    Ryouga turned to her, his eyes regarding her sadly. "I suppose
then that Ranma is missing?" Ryouga continued upon seeing Akane's
nod. "Well, I finally made it to his bachelor party. I was late, but
they let me in. We had some drinks... I mean we had *lots* of drinks
and almost everyone passed out. I was okay enough and figured I
should take Ranma home, considering he was a she then, and I wouldn't
let anyone take advantage of him... er... her. I had her on my back
and I got a little ways out when she woke up. She then struggled a
bit and was yellin' that she could handle herself. So, not wanting to
pick a fight, I let her go. I tried to follow, but I ended up in some
forest. I think I made a wrong turn back at..." Akane cut him off.
    "It's okay Ryouga, it's not your fault. That stupid baka probably
got himself lost and passed out somewhere." She smiled at Ryouga. He
was such a nice young man, so much unlike how Ranma acts sometimes.
Ryouga's calm broke, and he started looking very embarrassed upon
receiving her smile.


    Shampoo listened to Ryouga's explanation, but starting to wonder
if he actually had told the truth. She remembered that Ryouga was
such an awful liar, competing with Ranma for the 'worst liar in
Nerima' award. His eyes and face expressed honesty, even if a bit
coldly. This was cause for great concern. If he wasn't lying, Ranma
could be anywhere right now. If Ryouga did do something to him,
Shampoo couldn't do anything for everyone was on his side. She could
only hope and pray that they found him.
    She decided to swallow what was left of her pride and call a
truce. She owed Ranma that much. What little she owed him though,
would be repaid in full after this. No more would she go to his need.
She couldn't take it anymore. "Shampoo sorry for attacking lost boy.
Help Shampoo find Ranma now?"
    "That would be wise, but let's all have breakfast first, okay?"
Nabiki said to everyone with her usual arrogant manner. With that
everyone went to their places with Akane leading Ryouga to through
the gate, leaving Shampoo alone on the top of the wall to her
thoughts.

        *        *        *

    Search of the Nerima district proved ultimately fruitless being
that Ranma was not found, nor any signs of him. The Tendos, Saotomes,
and various other friends of Ranma proceeded to comb the rest of
Tokyo with as much luck. He had officially declared missing as two
people, the redheaded girl and the black-haired boy. Nothing they did
turned up results, or even a trace of anywhere Ranma had been. He had
simply disappeared.

        *        *        *

    An evil grin spread over the ancient man's face as he held a pair
of silky panties up to his face. "Oh my beautiful Akane, how lovely
your panties are!" He followed that with a cackle as he snatched up
some more of her under garments.
    Happosai hadn't been in a better mood in near over twenty years,
ten spent trapped in a cave. His vitality had slowly been returning
to him over the past few days, going a whole day only needing a bra
or two. As he aged well past a hundred years, he had to replenish his
strength with women's private wear more and more. Yesterday, he
obtained a huge stash and had enough energy to level all of Tokyo
with his Happo Daikarins. Of course, if his Ranma-chan finally came
to her senses and modeled for him, his energy would be rivaled of the
other day, but this much energy gathered from just a few gropes and a
stash of panties, simply amazing him.
    He did not ponder on his luck too long, for he had a need of it.
He did not want it to go to waste, so he needed to locate his
Ranma-chan. He'd finally get her where he wanted her. Oh yes...
    Happosai's thoughts were cut off by the door to Akane's room
opening. In a surprise attack, he leaped and tried to attach himself
to Akane's chest. Unfortunately for the old man, her bountiful bosom
was replaced with a very muscular and powerful chest. He looked up to
see the face of a startled, and now very angry, Ryouga.
    The master leaped down. "Ah, Ryouga my boy, what business do you
have in my little Akane's room?" He pulled out his pipe and twirled
it threateningly. The lost boy's face fumed with a rising anger.
    "THAT is what I should be asking YOU!" Ryouga was then pushed
aside by an equally angry Akane brandishing a gigantic mallet which
read, "Hentai Destroyer" in English. She approached him with murder
in her eyes.
    "My beautiful little Akane-chan, what are you doing with such a
big piece of metal? Here let me take that." He then proceeded to
disarm her and latch onto her chest. "Oh, you've grown!" Apparently
this was too much for Akane's mind to register and she passed out
cold on the floor.
    "What have you done to her, you devil?!" Ryouga threw himself at
the aged master, but was slammed back into the wall with on twirl of
his pipe.
    "You should know better than that, Ryouga. As to my little Akane,
I would never do anything to hurt her." Happosai went from "Hentai
mode" into "Aged Old Master mode" and examined the fallen girl
carefully. With nothing physically wrong with her, he decided to make
his exit.


    Ryouga regained consciousness and went over to his love, making
sure she was well. He then picked Akane up placing her on her bed. He
looked down at her, pushed her hair off of her face and sighed.
    Ryouga could take no more of that hideous old man's perverse
pastimes. The vile creature had wronged his Akane for the last time.
Happosai would pay - with his life if need be.

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