Ranma groaned as he opened his eyes. When complete blackness greeted him the pigtailed demon started to remove some debris from over him to be able to see.
"Awake yet, asshole?" Came the call from the other side of what HAD been a motel room but now looked like an open-air balcony.
Ranma instantly glared at the source of the voice. He turned to look at Mara; hopefully she'd be in at least a little pain.
And she was. While her outfit looked perfect as always she herself looked a little frazzled. "You know, you really are the biggest asshole sometimes, Saotome." Mara grumbled.
The pigtailed demon smirked and sat up, some more debris falling to the ground. "I had to be good at something. Unlike a certain uncute tomboy I know."
Turning to look at Ranma, Mara flipped him the middle finger. "I'm good at a lot more than you've ever been, little boy."
"Maybe... but I'm better at what I do best." Ranma smirked arrogantly and pointed at Mara's exposed abdomen. It was bruised in a way that the kanji for tomboy could be easily read.
Her eye twitched a bit. "You stole my bit, asshole!"
"Huh?"
Mara pointed to his forehead and smirked. "Look in the mirror."
Ranma did so, finding that their little fight surprisingly didn't destroy the mirror on the dresser, and didn't like what he found. It was a bruise that formed the kanji for the word 'dickless' on his forehead.
The pigtailed demon's eyebrow twitched. Now THIS was personal. He smirked nastily and remembered one of Mara's earlier comments. In one of the sweetest tones of voice he could muster, and he'd had a lot of practice getting ice-cream, he asked the following question. "By the way, how old are you?" He knew that would get her.
Mara's eyebrow twitched. A lot! "Not very old by demon standards." She grumbled irritably.
Ranma's smirk was insulting just for existing. "That's not an answer. How old, tomboy?"
Mara growled dangerously. "You ask me that again, and I WILL make you dickless."
"I can do that easily enough myself..." Ranma jumped to his feet and jumped out the window. "OLD HAG!!!"
Mara fumed. "Come back here!" She shouted and literally flew out the window and down to a roof-top where Ranma had landed.
Ranma laughed and jumped to another roof, easily avoiding Mara. "Slow too. Not surprising with all that fat on your hips."
That last comment did it. Mara instantly went postal. "YOU COCK-SUCKER!" She shrieked as she flew faster after him, hurling a ball of black fire towards the demon.
"Missed me!" Ranma laughed more and continued jumping in random patterns, all the while taunting the demoness and looking around for something. He found it when Mara was just about ready to burst a vessel. "SHI SHI HOKODAN!!!" He threw the chi blast at the demoness, aiming it so that she could avoid it, but to do so would give him the time he needed.
Mara growled and flew into the air, uncaring if someone saw her. Damn that little bastard. She knew he so deserved such an ass-kicking.
Ranma was just fast enough to slip into an alley without Mara noticing him. He stomped on a pool of dirty water and smirked as now she started taking off her tunic, leaving herself clad in a white tank top. The redheaded demoness hid her presence with all the mastery her many years allowed her and calmly started walking down the street away from Mara, so that the blonde demoness wouldn't see her marks.
Let the tomboy fume a little and wonder how in heaven he managed to escape.
Growling, Mara looked about for the little pigtailed fucker as she flew high above the streets. Damn it! How hard could it be to find one raven-haired pigtailed demon from above?
Ranma smirked when she felt Mara flying over her. She screamed like a frightened school girl and started running. "HELP! THERE'S AN OLD GHOUL AFTER ME!!!"
Mara blinked her eyes as people started looking up because of the girl's scream. "What the fuck?" Seeing how people were stopping and pointing at her, Mara knew she was fucked. "Shit! Not supposed to bring attention to myself like this."
Ranma continued acting the part. "IT'S AN OLD WITCH AFTER US POOR MORTALS! SHE'S JEALOUS OF OUR GOOD LOOKS!!!" The smirk on her face as she ran away from Mara belied her 'fright.'
Hearing THAT little bit from down below, Mara growled. "Well, I fucked up already... So what does one more screw-up matter?" So smirking, Mara held a finger up to the sky...
...And her smile widened as a bolt of black lightning crashed down from the sky upon that 'mortal' redhead. Heh. May the bitch burn in hell.
"Job well done." Mara thought as she flew back off to the motel. She deserved a shot at raiding the mini-bar in the room.
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Ten minutes later there was a hard knock on the door to the motel room. Surprisingly no one had even tried to get in and see what was going on.
Grumbling, Mara laid back on what remained of the couch and looked at the door. "Who is it?" She grumbled irritably.
The knocking became more insistent, to the point that it could easily break the door down if a little more force was applied.
"Fuck off!" Mara shouted, getting irritated that someone would disturb her while she drank.
"Get out here, you bitch!!!" Came a rather familiar soprano voice.
Mara blinked. "The redhead?"
The banging on the door increased.
Mara sat up from the couch. "Lucifer almighty, how did this bitch find me?" Growling she walked over to the door and swung it wide open. "What do you want, you little brat!?"
*SMACK*
Mara was met with a punch to the face so hard it nearly was enough to make her pass out. It was quickly followed by a punch to her throat and a kick to her crotch. While not as painful as it would be for a male it still made her weak on the knees.
The irate redhead barged into the room and started beating the shit out of Mara.
Mara couldn't believe it. Since when the hell could a human hit that hard!? Oh, when she got her bearings back she was going to kill this little bitch.
And that would be if she didn't kill her now!
Growling, Mara let loose an aura of infernal energy, pushing the human girl away form her.
The girl rebounded off the wall, seemingly prepared for the tactic, and kicked Mara in the stomach with a flying kick. The air exploded out of the demoness' lungs.
It was then, with the redhead looming over her dangerously, that Mara finally had time to recognize the energy being signature of her attacker.
Blinking her eyes once, twice, Mara could only ask one question. "Dickless?"
Ranma, breathing hard and charred from the lightning, glared at Mara dangerously. "You idiot! You could've killed an innocent back there!"
"Hello!" Mara snapped back at him. "That WAS my intention!" She smirked a little. "But since it WAS you, no harm, no foul."
Ranma's answer came in the form of a fist to the face again.
"STOP HITTING ME YOU LITTLE PSYCHO BITCH!!!" Mara shouted, getting quite fed-up with the little redhead. She was so angry she didn't question just how Ranma was a girl right now.
Ranma smirked and walked to what was left of the bed. She sat on it and leaned against the wall, the fished a cigarette out of her pocket. It was obvious by her movements that her breasts were real. "Whatever."
Growling, Mara grumbled and stumbled towards the bathroom. "Dickless." She mumbled irritably.
"Ancient, overweight tomboy!" Ranma shouted back and smirked when Mara turned a death-glare on her. "What? You going to cut my dick?"
She didn't answer him. Instead, Mara frowned and slammed the bathroom door shut behind her. Yeah, she had to find someway to make this little prick lick her boots and how!
---
Hild was on her office doing some paperwork. It was incredible that even if she was the top of the food chain down here she still had to take care of the red tape.
A knocking could be heard form the onyx slab doors.
"What is it?" The tone of voice used was neither sweet nor aggressive.
"Mrs. Boss-lady, ma'am." Came a rather raspy voice. "We got some problematic paperwork you need to take a look at."
Hild sighed and nodded. "Come in." Just her luck to be loaded with even more paperwork right now. She'd almost swear a demon was messing with her if it wasn't for the fact none of them had the balls to do it.
Opening the door a little green-skinned entered the office, no more than two feet tall. The stack of paperwork he pulled in a little red wagon was at least twice as tall as him if not larger. "As you can see, we got a lot of paperwork..."
Hild rubbed her forehead, a headache surely coming. "Can you give me the general gist of it?" She was pretty certain she knew, but she could be wrong... she hoped.
"Let's see..." The smaller demon mumbled. "Mostly citations, written warnings, and tickets for actions from two demons in your service; with fines including endangerment of humans, unsanctioned use of power from Nifelheim, public viewing of demons, and lots and lots of other small problems originated on Midgard.
"Ranma and Mara." Hild stated expressionlessly.
The smaller demon nodded his head. "Yep, that's the names on here." He blinked his eyes. "We even have a lawsuit from Asgard here, with them claiming we're trying to start Ragnarok early."
Hild nodded grimly. She'd heard of that particular incident and found it... she didn't know how to feel about it. "Do something while I take care of this."
"And what do you want me to do, Mrs. Boss ma'am sir?" The little imp asked.
"Tell my secretary to get Mara on the phone. I want to talk to her right now." Hild then leaned back on her comfortable chair and smirked. "And start the paperwork to have Ranma promoted."
The Imp nodded. "Right away!"
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Mara blinked her eyes as the phone in the bathroom started ringing. She didn't even notice it upon entering the small room to drink herself stupid away from that asshole.
Reaching over to it, the demoness picked it up. "What is it? I'm busy here!" She said as she was trying to wipe some blood from her face.
"Hello, Mara-chan." Came the sweet voice from the other end of the line.
Mara stood straight. "B-Boss!" Mara shouted as she instantly became nervous. "What are you calling for?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Hild's voice lost all of the sweetness, being replaced by steel.
Mara winced. "I'm dead, aren't I?" She asked with no hint of joking to her statement what-so-ever.
"Not yet. But I'm seriously considering demoting you to... say... seventh class?"
Mara gasped. "But boss, there's no such level!"
Hild was smirking in amusement from her end of the line, but made sure to keep her amusement from her voice. Mara might need a little encouragement here. "We'll create it just for you if you don't start making progress with Ranma. Of course, we could also turn you into a succubus if you prefer."
Mara blinked her eyes. "Boss, are you trying to tell me something?" She asked, catching the double meaning to 'making progress with Ranma' thanks to the supplemented succubus comment.
Hild smirked. "Yes. I'm telling you to make progress or else. As an added incentive you might like to know I'm having Ranma promoted." The demoness paused for effect and continued. "Come tomorrow, the day after if things are slow, Ranma will become a demon First Class. Can you handle him if he has the same amount of power you do?"
Mara frowned for a moment. "So you ARE going to grant him 'unlimited' power then?"
Hild laughed, talking Mara by surprise. "But of course! While the paperwork is a pain we haven't had a demon generate that much chaos in Midgard in such a short amount of time for ages. While he does it by accident he's still doing it. Can you imagine the amount of damage he can hand out when unlimited?" She sobered. "That's why you have to control him. If you're not up to the task then I'll find someone else." Hild knew that last comment would strike Mara somewhere soft and tender, her pride.
Frowning, Mara gripped the phone tightly. "Give me twenty-four hours and I swear to Lucifer himself I'll have Ranma licking my boots yet!"
Hild laughed again. "Having him in some sort of control is enough. We just don't need you two to be seen in the open like today." Hild gave Mara another hidden message there. It was okay to create as much destruction and chaos as they could, yet being seen and identified was out of the question. While Nifelheim had never lost a lawsuit before, obviously since all lawyers went down to Nifelheim, the paperwork was bothersome.
"Got it." Mara said, deciding she had to get Ranma to calm down and fast. By Hild! She had to calm down as well. That last one was a joint effort between them.
Hild nodded and cut the conversation from her end. The enjoyment of manipulating Ranma and Mara was almost enough to make her forget about all the paperwork she had to take care of.
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