To the side, he could see Sayuri gently rubbing her rear end as she cried, a victim of her own stupidity as far as the pig-tailed martial artist was concerned. It wasn't his fault that the dumb bitch had attacked him and expected him to just take her crap! He'd had enough of that shit to last him a life-time, thank you very much.
He was a little impressed to see Yuka faint, though. Idly, he wondered if that was the first sexual contact that she'd experienced in her life or not. Shrugging his shoulders, he turned his attention to Akane's great entrance.
She might be rusty as hell, he concluded, but she did have a lot of practice knocking him around. Sighing, he made a mental note to not do that anymore. 'Damn the fat panda for teaching me not to hit girls.' The boy cursed silently.
The first two boys to cross the raging girl's path were quickly put down. One fell to a straight punch to the face, resulting is a spray of blood and what looked like one tooth. The other was slapped aside from a swinging bookbag. Nodding his head, Ranma had to admit that she didn't hesitate for a second before swinging in for the attack.
It was while she was spinning around and slamming her leg into the third boy to cross her path that she took a hit to back from a baseball bat. Her target was thrust violently aside from the kick, allowing the violent maniac to roll forward with the force from the bat.
Completing the roll, Akane sprang upwards to land on her feet, one fist immediately launching forward to smash into the chest of another boy while she started swinging her body around and using her other arm to block another swing from the boy with the bat. It would have been a wonderful looking move... if she were fast enough to pull it off. Instead, it left her body open for her to take a front kick from a boy in the Karate club, blasting her backwards to land on her butt, gasping for breath.
A roar of glee from the Horde of Hentai's caused her to quickly climb to her feet. Taking a defensive stance, the first one she'd ever had to use against the Horde, her fists and feet flashed outwards whenever they could find an opening. Unconscious boys lined her path as she was slowly forced backwards from the press of new bodies.
She, however, wasn't getting away cleanly. Hit after hit made thier way past her defenses. Bruises appeared all over her body, including one place where an enthusiastic boy had smashed her in the breast hard enough for her nipple to be smashed flat against a rib. Her body was crying out in pain and exhaustion. She hadn't fought this hard before in her life, and her training consisted of basic kata's and minimal strength excercises. In reality, she had slacked off ever since her fiance had showed up, not needing the heavy routines since the boy had banished the morning fight.
When it was over, Akane found herself bending over, struggling to bring air back into her body as she panted hard. Her hands idly rubbed the various areas where she had been struck, grimacing at the bruises that decorated her pale skin. Already, the pain from each bruise brought a throbbing reminder that by tomorrow she'd be sore enough to affect her fighting ability.
Up in the classroom, Ranma was grinning at the sight. A quick thought entered his mind for a second, making his smile grow wider. Feeling someone step to his side, he glanced over and found Nabiki looking out the window with a stony face.
"Did you get it?" He asked quietly, turning his attention back to the mildly victorious girl outside.
"Yes." She replied, her voice sounding flat to his ears. "Shampoo was more than happy to wipe out her considerable debt to me in exchange for it."
"That's good." Ranma nodded, watching Akane thread her way through the downed bodies and limp towards the entrance to the school.
"Was this... really necessary?" Nabiki asked quietly, turning to look her Master in the eyes. She had to admit that she found the fight disturbing, and was beginning to feel a bit of fear for the boy's plans concerning her family. Even with her spirit beaten into submission, she cared.
"Yeah." He smiled at her. "You're going to make those idiots an offer today." Ranma told her while pointing to unconsciou boys lying in the grass. "1,000 yen apiece for a one hour group lesson in martial arts from me tonight at seven. If anyone wants private instruction, charge through the roof." The pig-tailed youth told her. "We need some working capital before we can do anything good."
Nabiki arched an eyebrow skywards as she studied the man who had conquered her. In the past, it was so easy to assume that he was a brain dead jock, incapable of doing anything but fight. Whatever had happened to him, had changed him dramatically. Better grammer, capable of planning, and knowing when to have honor or when to leave it behind. All in all, he was now a much more dangerous person to be around.
Absently, she nodded her head in agreement while fingering her choker, a symbol of ownership. She waged a fight against him and lost, she now understood even more about him. He was capable of hiding so much, even from her. It would be interesting to see how things progressed in the future. "Yes, Master." She whispered, feeling more confident at seeing his returning smile.
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