[Episode 111072] [Episode 111072]“What the...?” The pigtailed martial artist turned all around, trying to figure out where he was. With his life he expected to be trapped in a place like this, but it still took him by surprise.
“Hello, Ranma...” Came a husky sounding voice. A familiar one at that. “You naughty, naughty boy...”
“Huh?” Ranma whirled around, trying to see where the voice was coming from.
And seemingly from out of the haze came Kassy, wearing Shampoo’s slinky and tight red Chinese silk dress with the long slit up the left leg. The Skunkgirl winked at him, her bushy tail wafting lightly behind her. “Nihao.”
The pigtailed boy’s jaw almost hit the floor as he stared at the furry beauty in shock. A little drool started to escape his mouth as his eyes traced the gorgeous curves and what fur could be seen, which was a lot.
“Come on, Airen,” Kassy said. “You want a bit of this, don’t you?”
“Oh, I think he’d prefer some of this?” Came another voice that sounded like Kassy.
Ranma turned around again and his eyes widened further.
And indeed, he had reason to go wide-eyed. The source was another Kassy, wearing a really tight leotard that Ranma himself had worn in girl form for that Rhythmic Gymnastics match. She twirled a ribbon cutely. “I think Ranma here would like to do a few acrobatics with me,” She said with a wink. Of course, the ribbon tended to get caught amongst her tail more than anything else.
Ranma’s eyes glazed over as he openly drooled at the sight of the leotard-clad girl.
“Boy, with all that drool, you must be hungry,” came a third source of Kassy-sounding voice.
The nearly-insensate boy turned a third time, his head spinning with flying furry girls all around him.
The sight that greeted Ranma was Kassy kneeling by a griddle. She wore a tighter version of Ukyo’s okonomiyaki chef bandoleer, only this had a lower cut to show more cleavage. Plus with her tail up in the air, she looked so adorable. “Ranma could use a real meal, if he’s to keep up with all three of us.”
“HUH!?!?” Ranma managed out. Three of them!? He couldn’t! He... What...? Hmm... Why not?
“But, Ranma should have some fun first,” Came yet a FOURTH voice of Kassy.
The now shaking martial artist turned to see whom the fourth voice belonged to. He had the funny suspicion he knew.
This time, the version of Kassy was wearing a festive kimono, one Ranma himself had worn when Cologne had locked him in his cursed form... Only the thing was practically slipping off her left shoulder! “I’m sure Ranma wants to have some relaxing fun and games first, no?”
This was too much for the martial artist. Seeing four furry beauties around him, so openly smiling at him, brought him over the edge. He started to laugh nervously, his eyes glazing over.
And then smiling in unison, all four skunkgirls began to converge on Ranma, stripping out of their clothing.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Ranma laughed and jumped at the closest girl...
...And then Ranma was mercilessly brought back to reality as his baka panda-father whapped him upside the head with a sign that read, [Darn it boy! Stop laughing! I’m trying to sleep!]
“Huh?” Ranma sat up and rubbed his head. “A dream?” Knowing his question would go unanswered he rather turned dangerously to Genma. Oh he would make his old man pay for ruining his first GOOD dream of the past year.
However, the panda did not know of his plight right away, as he had rolled over already in preparation to go back to sleep.
“Old man,” Ranma said as he stood next to Genma’s form.
Still laying on his side, the panda just held up a sign. [Quiet! I'm trying to sleep!]
Ranma took the sign from his father’s grip and broke it over the lazy panda’s head. All of that before kicking Genma out the window as someone would kick a field goal. “And stay out!”
(------)
Kassy was trying to get dressed as quickly as possible, getting the green straps of the dress over the blouse with the puffy shoulders. Looking at herself in the mirror, she pouted. “Yeesh. This is ugly.”
“Kassiopeia!” The half-Salusian could hear Kasumi’s call from downstairs. “Breakfast is ready.”
“Coming!” Kassy called out loudly, trying to fasten the left strap in place better. She then reached over and grasped for her book-bag and ran out of the room, intent on getting downstairs to the kitchen.
Just as she rushed out of her room she caught sight of Ranma already walking downstairs. The boy seemed to be in an incredibly good mood, if the bounce in his step was any indication.
The half-Salusian blushed a bit. Was that bounce because of her? “Ranma?” She called out a little hesitantly.
The pigtailed boy stiffened at the sound of her voice, remembering the dream he had, and turned to look at her over his shoulder. He chuckled nervously as he spoke, “What’s u-”
His question was interrupted for the single fact he forgot he was walking down a flight of stairs. The pigtailed martial artist, in an uncharacteristic display of clumsiness, fell and rolled down the stairs to land on his head, his hands presenting warding gestures. “Ouch...”
“RANMA!” Kassy shouted and ran down the stairs. Kneeling beside him, Kassy was moving Ranma to a sitting position. “Oh, I’m so, so sorry! Ranma, are you hurt?”
Ranma grimaced in pain and looked up to see Kassy very up-close and personal. Instant stuttering mess. “Heh heh. I’m fine. Happens to me all the time. Yup. Not even a scratch.”
Kassy blinked her eyes. “Are you sure this happens all the time?”
Ranma thought about it and chuckled nervously. “Actually, I can’t remember the last time I tripped down the stairs.”
Kassy blinked her eyes once, twice, thrice. “O...kay...”
“And I’m wearing this thing too,” Ranma muttered and opened his shirt to reveal the gravity enhancer Kassy borrowed him.
Kassy nodded her head. She blinked her eyes. “You’re waking around with fifteen times Earth’s Gravity on you?” She winced. “Doesn’t that hurt?”
Ranma shrugged it off and jumped to his feet, though it seemed pretty obvious it was a great effort to do so. “Nah. You get used to it after a while.”
Kassy could only nod her head in further shock. This Ranma seemed to have one surprise after the other.
The pigtailed youth suddenly remember why he was distracted in the first place and laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. “So how did you sleep?”
Kassy blushed a little. “Well enough,” She then fidgeted a little. “Look, sorry about yesterday,” She said nervously. “I didn’t mean to do that to you.”
“Huh?” Ranma asked. “What are you talking about?”
The half-Salusian blushed further. He was going to make her spell it out, wasn’t he? “You know. The bathroom...”
Ranma thought about it for a moment and his eyes widened in realization. “Oh! That!” He shrugged it off as best as he could, blushing fiercely at the memory of what happened, and said, “Don’t worry about it.”
“You sure?” Kassy asked. “I want you to know, I’m not a pervert. I was just trying to give you a kiss on the cheek. Really. Just a harmless little kiss...” She said lamely. Since when was a kiss just harmless?
Ranma’s eyes glazed over at the thought of the kiss and blood flowed into a part of the anatomy exclusive to the male gender.
However, before Ranma could make an ass of himself, he was taken out of his current thoughts by a thought process higher on his list of priorities.
Food.
“Ranma! Kassy!” Kasumi called from the Dining/Living Room. “Breakfast!”
Ranma’s eyes instantly focused again. He smiled down at Kassy and motioned for her to go ahead.
Nodding her head to Ranma, Kassy said, “All right.” And then she took off for the kitchen to get some eats.
Ranma continued to smile, though a little nervously now, as he adjusted his pants and walked after the girl.
Kasumi smiled at Ranma when she saw him enter the room. “Come on, Ranma-kun. Take a seat. Breakfast is ready.” She smiled brightly. “Pickled cucumbers with a nice mushroom soup.”
Raising an eyebrow, Kassy asked, “Pickles for breakfast?”
“Yes,” Kasumi said nodded her head. “It’s good for you.”
The pigtailed martial artist shrugged and plopped down on his usual place, smirking as he realized Genma probably hadn’t returned to the dojo yet after his nocturnal flight.
Kassy nodded her head slowly, watching Ranma eat. Yep. The Japanese seemed to have different taste when it came to breakfast foods. “I wonder if they’d feel like puking if I suggested pancakes?” She wondered to herself as she held up a pickle on her chopsticks.
Next to them an already dressed Nabiki was eating breakfast and still in the process of waking up.
“Here you go, Nabiki,” Kasumi said as she placed down a large mug by Nabiki. A mug that had, ‘Brings home the bacon’ on the side.
“Thanks, sis,” Nabiki said and drank her morning coffee to start the day.
“Ranma continued to eat with his usual gusto and finished in record time. “Thanks, Kasumi! It was great as usual!”
Smiling, Kasumi said. "That’s nice, Ranma-kun.” She then looked to her guest and saw that Kassy picked a little at her food. She was eating, just not with the usual gusto. “Is something wrong, Kassiopeia?” She asked.
“Oh, nothing’s wrong,” Kassy said. “Just not used to pickles for breakfast is all.”
“Ah,” Kasumi said nodding her head. “Well, I suppose that’s part of why you’re here. To learn more about a different culture.”
“True enough,” Kassy said. And boy was she ever learning here. Especially when it came to things concerning a pigtailed martial artist...
...And then it was that a thought hit Kassy. “Hey, Ranma,” She asked as the pigtailed martial artist was being served a second helping. “Why aren’t you in uniform yet?”
“Huh?” Ranma looked confused for a moment and then shrugged. “Don’t have one.”
“Don’t... Have one?” Kassy repeated. “Don’t they make you wear one?”
“The principal and Hinako-sensei try, but I just ignore them,” The pigtailed boy stretched his arms over his head. “Besides, if I change, I don’t have to worry if I’m wearing these.”
“Ah,” Kassy said with a nod of her head. “That would make sense.” Already, she was thinking of ways to not have to wear the school uniform she had on.
Ranma nodded. “Yup. All I have to do is beat the principal unconscious and dodge Hinako-sensei’s chi draining techniques long enough to press her shiatsu.”
Nabiki smirked, now awake after her early dose of caffeine. “Which happen to be over her breast, of course.” Seeing Ranma gag was very gratifying.
Kassy raised an eyebrow. “So? You have to touch her breast. Big deal.”
Ranma blushed and looked away, always uncomfortable talking about stuff like that.
“I should get going. See you kids at school,” Nabiki said as she stood up. “Thanks for breakfast, sis.”
“No problem, Nabiki,” Kasumi said. “Enjoy your day.”
Kassy looked at Nabiki. “School’s starting?”
“Not yet. I have a few errands to run first,” With that Nabiki walked out of the house.
Kassy nodded her head. She didn’t like how the girl said ‘errands’. Nope. Not one bit.
“We should probably get going too, you know?” Ranma jumped to his feet. “It’s your first day and all...”
“Yeah,” Kassy said as she sat up. Besides. She might have some time to stop at a Japanese McDonald’s and pick up an Egg McMuffin or something.
Kasumi smiled. “Leaving so soon? My, Ranma-kun, how responsible of you.”
The pigtailed boy walked over to the door and put on his shoes. “Uh... Thanks?” Kasumi’s niceness always brought a smile to Ranma’s face, even if sometimes he didn’t know how to answer.
“You’re welcome,” Kasumi said as she went to clearing the table.
Picking up her backpack, Kassy walked over to the door towards Ranma. “Lead the way?” She asked him. “I don’t know where the school is.”
Ranma nodded. “Sure.” With that he walked out of the house, opening the gate for Kassy and then closing it behind her.
As soon as they reached the canal Ranma jumped over the fence to walk on it, though now he had to really concentrate in doing so. Of course, the poor fence was not meant to handle fifteen times the force of gravity, and was soon bent under Ranma’s feet until it touched the ground.
Ranma just looked down at the fence with a frown.
Kassy blinked. “You still have it turned on!?” She screamed. When she saw Ranma wearing it before, she had assumed it was turned off.
“Yeah. Wouldn’t be training if I didn’t have it on all the time, would it?” Ranma asked in confusion and then noticed an outer wall he could use for his balance practice. He jumped over it, though he was careful to see if it started to break under the weight.
Fortunately, the stone held up pretty well. Ranma nodded and continued walking.
Kassy nodded her head slowly. Damn. Ranma must have had some sort of bloodline in him that allowed him to handle such strain. Maybe ogre, troll, werewolf, or something.
What the girl didn’t know was that Ranma was one hundred percent human. It was the life he’d lead that made him what he was.
(------)
“So what do you say, Kuno-chan? Twenty-thousand Yen for the five?” Nabiki asked as she showed the last pictures she took of Akane to the obviously interested boy.
Tatewaki Kuno sat at his desk of the Twelfth Grade Class Homeroom of Furinkan High. His foot was tapping against the floor in a show of impatience. “No...” Kuno said in a low voice.
Nabiki blinked in surprise. “No?”
“I do not need these pictures, this... Garbage!” He shouted as he pushed the photos out of Nabiki’s hand. “They’re worthless now!”
To say that Nabiki’s two subordinates Kikuko and Asami were surprised would be an understatement.
Nabiki, used to Kuno's rather ‘eccentric’ behavior, raised an eyebrow. “And why are they worthless?” Kuno was an idiot enough that he would babble the entire story.
Indeed, such was the case. Looking Nabiki in the eyes, Kuno said, “Because neither she, nor the pigtailed girl can compare to the beauty of the fair Cylutian Princess...” He said with a far-away look in his eyes.
The middle Tendo sister raised her other eyebrow. “Oh really?” If she was right about her assumptions, then the princess in question was staying in the dojo right now. “So I take it you don’t want me to arrange your trip to the United States to be with Akane, do you?”
“NO!” Kuno shouted. “Why waste my time on a fair maiden lost to foreign mongrels when a true princess of royal lineage has come seeking the attentions of the fair, wise, and just Tatewaki Kuno!?” He shouted posing once more, a flash of blue lightning in the background.
Nabiki ignored the dismayed looks of her subordinates and smirked. Unlike them she wasn’t so inflexible to place all her money on a single scheme. Kassy was turning out to be a mine of gold, one that she intended to exploit as much as she could. “I may have information on this new princess of yours, Kuno-chan,” And have some fun along the way.
Snapping to full attention at those words, Kuno took firm hold of Nabiki’s wrist. He used his other hand to slap not one, not two, not even three, but five, count ‘em, FIVE 100,000 Yen notes in her hand. “Tell me everything you can find out about the fair princess! And pictures! I want lots of pictures! Training. Relaxing. Dressing. Bathing. Whatever you can manage!”
Kikuko and Asami could only stare in shock. Kuno had just given Nabiki half a million Yen, in CASH!
The middle Tendo sister had to REALLY strain herself not to drool at the sight of all those Yen. Instead she smirked and started to, very slowly, inform Kuno of her current information. She would take video of Kassy for this! Kuno would pay through his nose for it! As an afterthought she also mentioned that Ranma was walking Kassy to school. And to think she thought her morning bets would have to go.
Kuno nodded his head eagerly, taking in all the information he could. “Yes, Tendo. I will take care of this affront of Saotome on the dear princess. First thing tomorrow though, I want more information on her. Pictures as well.”
And to make his point clear, he held up a twenty-thousand Yen note between his index and middle fingers for Nabiki to take.
“I’ll have them ready tomorrow. Didn’t bring them with me to school today,” Nabiki said as she took the note. A blatant lie, but not one Kuno would see.
Kuno nodded his head. “Thank you, Tendo. Your experience in this business shall serve you well. For now, I must gather the troops!” And so Kuno left the room in quite a hurry.
Watching Kuno leave, Kikuko could only mumble, “Incredible... He’s such a cheapskate when it came to photos for your sister and Ranma... And here, he’s practically throwing down all his cards for the new girl. A foreigner. And he claims to hate them so much.”
Nabiki rolled her eyes and turned to her subordinates. “Place bets on Kuno getting his attention on another girl instead of Akane. No one will dare bet against us and we’ll make a killing,” She was all business again, which was her most dangerous.
“Yes boss-lady!” Both Asami and Kikuko saluted as one and ran off into the school to get the betting-pool started.
Nabiki smirked and leaned back on her chair. Oh yes! Things were turning out to be VERY interesting.
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