[Episode 107683] [Episode 107683]The teacher, after waiting a few moments, and right before Ukyo was going to ask what, exactly, this woman was doing, began speaking, that same grin on her face.
"So! You delinquents thought that you could skip class and avoid punishment just because you are new? Ha!"
She grinned toothily, gripping their shoulders, as she began walking them to the principle's office.
Ukyo was frowning a bit in confusion, while Ranma was just sulking a bit at having been caught. Ukyo spoke up after a few more moments.
"Wait... how did you know that about us?"
The teacher grinned again, and raised a fist triumphantly as she spoke.
"Miss Mayumi Hachiya always knows!"
She grinned, cattily, at Ranma as he smiled, weakly, in return. She was kind of creeping him out, but he didn't want to say anything that might get him in even more trouble.
Mayumi, for her part, was glad that Miss Miki had given her the heads up about this one. She had been at Furinken a long time, and she didn't think she'd ever seen a stud of Ranma's quality. Nice, firm ass, muscled, cute as hell, and from what she'd heard, and what she could easily see just looking over his shoulder and at the front of his body, he was just the kind of stud... err, student, that Mayumi was looking for. On top of that, from what she heard, he wasn't as uselessly confused about sex as most of her students. Definitely a young man she'd have to get in her class... Or, as she enjoyed saying, she needed to get herself a cuntful of that! She couldn't want to get Ranma alone in the gym, and really torture him. She'd eat load after load of his cum, sure, and she hoped he gave her lots and lots of yummy cum with each load. And she'd fuck him until he was sore, she knew that. She'd want to measure him, just to brag to Miki, and she'd want to do him every way possible, just to have him before Miki. But, she'd also do a number of... other things. Things that left nice, mental scars on a healthy young stud. She purred mentally at the thought of first getting Ranma on his back, and sucking him off, and then... she almost audibly purred at the thought.
As she pushed the two students into the waiting room outside the principal's office, she spoke up, grinning again.
"You two delinquents are in for a world of trouble... the principal enjoys shaving heads to punish students. And, young man, I heard you were fighting in the hall this morning. I may have to administer some special punishment of my own, later."
Mayumi kept grinning, as she moved to walk back into the hall, and then close the door behind herself.
Ukyo and Ranma were left alone, in the small room that connected the hall to the principal's office, a few chairs along either wall between the two closed doors.
Ranma, for his part, knew enough to know that "special punishment" might mean sex, and so he was blushing a little bit that statement had been made right in front of Yuriko. The teacher was attractive, sure, but she was also a teacher. That struck Ranma as just too weird. She was too... old, he eventually decided. It never occurred to him that Kimiko was probably at least as old, and most likely much older. Plus, he thought, she was kind of creepy. Always grinning.
Ukyo, for her part, was panicking a bit. The school only had records on an Ukyo Kuonji, not a Yuriko. On top of that, Ukyo was supposed to be a boy. How was she supposed to correct that, exactly? When the principal called them in and asked her name, how was she supposed to react? Argh! If only she hadn't been caught, she could have forged some documents over the night, and it would have been fine!
As Ranma was shivering, very creeped out by the thought of what that catty grin meant for him, Ukyo had begun sweating in fear, nearly ready to walk back into the hall to avoid the principal. Before she could go through with her retreat, however, the principal's voice rose from inside his office.
"Alright, come on in!"
Ukyo paused, suddenly even more afraid. She really wasn't sure what it was about that voice that scared her so much, but it scared her to the bone. Something about it... it reminded her of, well, of someone... but she couldn't think of who. Still she walked beside Ranma, her head low in shame, ready to apologize for missing class, as she entered beside him. Ranma walked to the door, and opened it, before moving in, because he had actually done something wrong. Ukyo was ordered around by the principal's voice because, well, it scared her.
The office was very simply, with a filing cabinet in one corner, a water cooler in another, and Hawaiian plants in each of the other two. It had two chairs facing toward the desk, and another large office desk facing the window that was opposite the door to the office. The principal was seated in the chair behind the desk, facing away from the two teenagers. The chair was so large that they couldn't actually see him. He spoke up again, after a moment.
"Sit down and close the door!"
Ranma just slumped into his chair, adopting a surly-yet-apologetic facial expression. Ukyo, on the other hand, shivered with another wave of fear. The plants, and that voice, again... something about it was making her so scared she could barely stand. And she couldn't do anything but obey his commands. She closed the door behind herself, and sat down quietly, contracting her body into the smallest space possible, slightly hoping that the principal wouldn't see her.
As the principal's chair turned, Ukyo realized who he reminded her of. She went rigid with fear, her eyes going wide in pure terror. Her eyes began watering as memories of what he'd done to her, and what he probably would do to her, came back into her mind. She was also filled with impotent rage, but it was so heavily outweighed by her fear that she couldn't move. A small, pathetic whimpering keen began deep in her throat, growing in volume as time went on. She was shivering, despite the heat in the room, and she was shaking her head, slightly, unable to believe that he was back in her life.
The principal was wearing red sunglasses, despite the fact that the room was actually a little dark. His hair was cut very short, and he had what looked like a little coconut tree growing from his head, complete with a tiny coconut. He had a Hawaiian flower necklace on, and was wearing a bright red Hawaiian shirt with standard floral design. He was holding a buzzing razor, and smiling far too wide. When he saw the students, he began laughing loudly.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! You students will get what you deserve!"
He was the man who had not only run, and owned, the clinic that Ukyo had been trained and tormented at, he had also the man who had personally done much of her "training." She had long dreamt of her revenge on Ranma. She had had many visions of beating any of hundreds of people who had hurt her. But, she had never really dreamed of attacking this man, and never concentrated on getting revenge on him, for a few simple reasons. For one thing, she focused on Ranma because she wasn't just angry about what had happened to her, she wanted to see him again. But, she also avoided thinking of Principal Kuno for another reason; even in her dreams, she was too afraid of him to get the proper revenge on him. He was just too scary, he'd scarred her too much, for her to really be able to even dream of hurting him. The object of her fear noticed her pained expression, and the way her head was shaking, and he stood, walking towards her. Ranma was just able to hear Ukyo's soft wail, now, as the principal walked around his desk and approached her.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! You think you can just cry and get away from your punishment? Don't be silly! I'm going to cut your hair nice and short, a good punishment for a girl especially! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And I doubt your long-haired friend will like it either!"
Principal Kuno stopped beside Ukyo, on the far side of Ranma, holding the buzzing razor only a foot or so from the girl's mane of hair as he laughed. In between bursts of laughter, the principal heard Ukyo's soft wailing, and saw her tears. Ranma did as well, and he was convinced that it was because of the thought of losing her mane of long hair, which, Ranma had to admit, was impressive. He wasn't sure that a girl having her head shaved because she was new was fair, and he knew he didn't like seeing girls cry. He was about to speak up, when principal Kuno beat him to it, the principal raising a hand and pulling down his sunglasses before speaking.
"Hey, I think... yeah, I know you! You were at my old clinic! You were a special one, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I really loved training you! But, you ran away so early... we didn't even get to finish! Maybe, maybe we can do something about that now, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The principal laughed merrily, as he thought back fondly on his memories of an extremely underage Ukyo. Ukyo, for her part, was completely paralyzed, unable to move in the slightest, tears streaming down her face as she wailed louder, and she feebly formed a weak, "No," of protest at the end of the principal's statement. The principal just burst into another round of laughter in response.
Ranma, of course, wasn't always a smart guy. Hell, he wasn't even always a guy. But Ranma wasn't completely stupid, and his brain went overdrive in two circumstances. One, during fights. And, two, when girls began crying. "Yuriko" was sobbing her heart out, and Ranma was thinking as fast as he could, trying to figure out why. It didn't take him long to put it all together though, and the moment he did, he got out of his chair. Ranma was mostly oblivious, and hazy on most issues of morality, but he knew two things that were pertinent in this situation; one, making girls cry was wrong, and two, torturing and training them to be slaves in illegal clinics was also wrong. On top of that, something about this man, and the reaction Ukyo was having to him, made Ranma even angrier than he would have normally been, and his self-control went out the temper. Ranma almost never lost his temper, but he did in this instance.
As the principal started in on a new string of laughs, Ranma took stance, and suddenly struck the older gentleman, square in the chest, as hard as he could. Ranma was strong, that was obvious. He could knock out normal men with the merest glancing blow, and a direct hit could shatter stone, or cement, with ease. Here, he was punching up, into the taller man's chest, with his arm, his back and hips and legs, and slamming him directly into the wall. His punch caused the man's chest to literally cave in under Ranma's fist.
As Ranma withdrew his fist, the principal kept the same wooden, insane smile on his face, and slumped to the ground. Ranma's eyes went wide, as he considered what he'd just done, and what it had felt like. Ukyo watched in amazement, as Ranma, well, slain her dragon for her. The secret pain that she'd tried to hide even from herself, the monster that she had half-convinced herself was not human, a genuine monster, had suddenly been put down by one punch from Ranma. From -her- Ranma, she thought. And, in one moment, her anger was greater than her fear, when Ranma showed her that she had nothing to fear.
Ranma was staring at his fist, and the principal, praying that his fist hadn't really gone as far as he was sure it had, when Ukyo stood up, and leapt on the principal. Ranma blinked in surprise, and he was even a bit impressed, as Ukyo simply -thrashed- the corpse of the principal, kicking and punching him wildly. What surprised Ranma even more was that Ukyo was actually, well, laughing, as she cried, and smiled, her smile a lot brighter than it had been in the hall, more -real-, in some way. Ranma just watched, as Ukyo yelled curses at the corpse, and struck it.
Ranma would have kept watching, and Ukyo would have kept beating the corpse, if Ranma hadn't suddenly heard a person (Mayumi, Ranma thought, from the pace of her footsteps) in the hall, walking into the room outside of the office. Ranma, not really thinking clearly, just picked Ukyo up, struggling to put the struggling girl over one shoulder, and jump out of the window. It wasn't very easy. For one thing, Ukyo was pretty strong, and she was really struggling. For another, he was jumping from the third floor to the hard ground beneath. That's pretty hard. Come on. Ukyo was yelling, as they fell through the air.
"Ranma!! Let me go! I've got to... I'm going to beat him to death!!"
"Uhh, too late Yuriko..."
Ranma's voice was sheepish as he admitted, well, that he'd just killed the principal. Ranma landed roughly, but didn't hurt either of them, partly because of his skill, and partly because Ukyo stopped struggling when he said that. Once they landed, she responded, softly.
"Oh. Thanks."
**********
Mayumi entered the office, slowly, a little bit scared of what she'd find. The principal had only recently returned, and Mayumi hadn't been here when he left. Frankly, she found that he was, at best, an incredibly annoying and intrusive jackass that she'd love to push through a woodchipper. And, she thought as she entered the room, and saw the rapidly cooling corpse, lots of people thought that way.
Miki entered after Mayumi, having heard the yelling inside. When she entered the office, beside Mayumi, and saw the principal, she stopped, with similar thoughts in her mind, but silent, and unmoving, just like Mayumi. They stayed that way for a few moments, before Miki slowly, and carefully, began speaking.
"You know... it seems to me that Gosunkugi might have been walking beside someone when he was hit. The driver wouldn't be in anymore trouble, and the trauma would be fairly vague, you know. The police haven't shown up... so there'd be no real problem there."
"So... the principal was killed walking a troubled student off campus, in a car accident. How horrible."
"So sad."
"Such a fine figure of a man."
"He will be missed."
Mayumi paused, looking at the open window, and glancing Ranma at the bottom, speaking to Ukyo. Not the most impressive escape in history. She decided that the boy shouldn't worry without cause, and yelled out, "Oh my God! The principal has been hit, and killed, by a car! He's dead!" Mayumi and Miki went about wrapping up the principal's body, to transport it over to Gos' corpse as cheers went up amongst students with shaved heads,
**********
After Ranma landed, he put Ukyo on her feet on the ground. Ranma sighed a bit, and shook his head, after a moment of the two teenagers being silent.
"I am going to be in so much trouble. I'm going to jail, to prison! They aren't going to let me out for years!"
Just as Ranma said this, Mayumi made her announcement from the third floor, and Ukyo smiled weakly as she spoke.
"I think you are underestimating how much people hated that monster, Ranma."
"Oh. Well, I deserve to be in trouble though! I've got to admit what I did... I killed a man who probably didn't even know the Art, I attacked him just because of what he did to you-"
Ranma's litany of guilt was cut off, sharply, by an agitated reply from Ukyo, as the girl frowned.
"Ranma. When I said he was training me to be his slave, I left a lot out. It made me ashamed, that it had all happened to me. Ranma, he wasn't training me to be just a slave. He was training me to be a sex slave. Do you know, Ranma, what ben-wa balls are? What threesomes, foursomes, and orgies are? Do you know what strap-ons, lesbian sex, what dildos are? Do you know what prostitution is? Do you know what fingering is? What about fisting? Ranma, they didn't just teach me what those things are, they made me experience each one. They brainwashed me into thinking each new perversion was acceptable and even attractive. First they forced me to endure it, then they forced me to like it. Ranma, he didn't just own the clinic, he ran it, and he did everything you can imagine, to me, before I was even a teenager. The way he screwed me up, I was in therapy for years even after getting out. I've had massive problems with anger, and I whole bunch of other stuff I don't even want to bring up, because I'm still ashamed of it. To call him a rapist would be to insult rapists everywhere. He was a monster, and that's -all- he was. You killed him, and that was a good thing. Thank you sugar."
As Ukyo had recited the reasons she hated, feared, and loathed principal Kuno, her voice had been rock-hard, and steady. But, she'd been crying, weeping, even though it didn't interrupt her speech, as the last of the toxin that was principal Kuno oozed out of her. She was shivering, shaking, and smiling wide and proud, as she cried, and delivered her speech.
When she was done, Ranma stood, flabbergasted. He really had no idea what most of the things that Ukyo listed were, because, basically, he didn't know lots of stuff like that. But, Kimiko had told him about a lot of it last night. He tried to imagine all of those things being forced on a little kid (and his sub-conscious, quicker on the uptake than the rest of his mind, supplied a picture of Ukyo). He was suddenly angry at himself for ending the life of that cockroach so fast.
After Ukyo was done, Ranma reached up, wiping her cheeks for her. Ukyo blinked in surprise, then blushed in shame at her silly emotional outburst. Here was Ranma, she thought, after freeing her from nightmares about Kuno, wiping her face for her, just comforting her. Same old Ranma. She wiped her face clean, sniffling a bit as she smiled weakly, blushing softly as she spoke.
"Ranma. After I escaped from the clinic, I did a lot of things I'm not only not proud of, I'm incredibly ashamed of them."
Ranma looked up, about to stop her from going on, when she quickly interjected a pre-emptive reply.
"Ranma, I want to tell you. It is important. Please, just listen. I want you to know, OK?"
Ranma paused. On the one hand, he didn't want to know this girl's embarrassing secrets. On the other, he'd seen what she could do when she attacked principal Kuno. And, she was clearly in pain, so Ranma wanted to do anything he could to help her out. He stopped himself from interrupting.
Ukyo told her sob story, the whole thing. She was completely, brutally honest, even telling Ranma the stuff that her therapist had told Ukyo, that Ukyo never really believed until today, and even going so far as to blushingly admit to the gangbangs and spanking sessions. The only thing she left out was the events of this day, and her real name.
"Sugar, you have to understand. I don't think I've really been happy in... in years. I've just been trying to hide my pain, and that's just made it worse. Until today. Ranma, just being around you, seeing you... it has made all the difference. Even before you took care of the principal, I felt better, I felt happy, genuinely, for the first time in years! And, now... you are my own, personal dragon slayer."
Ukyo paused, cleaning her face up again, just because she figured, well, this next part shouldn't be said with her nose running and her face all puffy. She stepped closer to Ranma, standing right in front of him. Even Ranma could feel as the air changed from one of Ukyo telling her sad story, and Ranma sympathizing, to... well, electricity. Ukyo was staring into Ranma's eyes, and he suddenly found his mouth was a bit dry, as Ukyo leaned in. She whispered, as her soft breasts pressed against Ranma's chest, and she stood on her tip-toes, to get her eyes, and lips, level with Ranma's.
"Ranma, I have to tell you...
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