Well, he knew better now. Thanks to all the love potions, ghosts, demons, and even spells just living in Nerima had exposed himself to, only a complete and utter idiot could deny the possibility of magic existing.
"Never shall I allow it!" A familiar voice echoed through the hallways of the school.
'Speaking of complete and utter idiots.' Ranma thought with a smirk and a shake of his head. Glancing around to make sure that he was alone, he strolled over to the water fountain and dipped his arm into the stream of cool water. The familiar tingle came as always as his body rearranged itself into a more compact size. 'Now for step two.' He said mentally, a familiar smirk dancing on his, now her, lips.
"Soatome! You shall rue the day that you attempted to copy my royal decrees!" Came another of Kuno's shouts. One could almost feel the anger in his voice.
'Hmmm. Looks like Kuno's making good time running up and down the hallways.' The pig-tailed martial artist noted without much surprise.
"Only I, the great Kuno Tatewaki, have the authority within my Samarai blood to..." The sound of pounding feet screeching to a stop behind him caused Ranma to slowly turn around until he was staring at the idiot. Kuno had paused in mid stride, one leg still extended forward, bokken held rightously upwards, while his other arm was extended in a fist. The redheaded girl could swear that she saw smoke pouring off the idiot's head as his poor, abused brain switched gears.
"Pig-tailed girl!" Shouted Kuno as his face lit up in glee. His bokken had disappeared as if it had never existed while his body swivelled towards the girl of his dreams. Launching forward, it was all Ranma could do to make sure that the bottle wasn't destroyed as she was exposed to a full-blown Amazon glomp.
"I wish to tell you how pleased I am that you are here to shower me with your love." Kuno practically purred, one of his hands coming around to fondle a breast. He completely missed the fact that the redhead scowled angrily for a second before carefully schooling her features into a blank mask.
"Now ain't the time for this." Ranma muttered while slipping free of the idiot's grasp.
"Whenever we meet is the time for love, my love." Kuno declared, striking a pose while the redhead rolled her eyes. "For am I not the great Kuno Tatewaki, the Blue Thu..."
"Yeah, yeah." The girl interrupted, causing Kuno to blink several times in confusion. "I got something important to show you."
That statement got the Blue Thunder's attention as he focused his eyes on the girls face. "What is it, my love?" He asked.
"Well, you know how you're always going on about how Soatome Ranma's got me in this spell, right?" Ranma began, speaking slowly to make sure he wasn't misunderstood. At receiving a nod, the girl continued to speak. "Yeah, well, this..." The girl shook the bottle of water. "contains powerful magic. If you were to dump this on your head, you'd understand my position with Ranma a lot better."
"The source of the spell that binds you to that foul sorceror?" Kuno exclaimed, excitement lighting up his face. "Quickly! We must destory it immediately!"
"No!" Kuno stopped for a second at the horrified look upon his love's beautiful face. "Yeh can't destroy this, you idiot! It ain't like that at all!"
"No?" Kuno paused for a second, not removing his eyes from the strange bottle. "No." Ranma said, calming down a little. The close call had started her heart racing. "I swear that this ain't gonna bind you to Ranma. You have my word of honor on that."
"Very well." Kuno solemnly said, standing taller as he folded his arms across his chest.
"Look, all ya gotta do is pour this water on your head and you'll understand me better than anyone else in Nerima." The redhead told him. "You have my promise on that."
"This magic liquid... it promotes understanding?" Kuno asked her in disbelief. "I fail to believe that the foul sorceror would allow you to steal magic from him without his approval. He is still in control of you with magics most foul."
The redhead slapped her face and muttered something before looking back up. "Look, I don't know why you believe that Ranma is some sorta sorceror, but it ain't like that. Believe me, he would be more than happy to get rid of this body so he'd never see it again."
"Ah, I see." Kuno nodded sagely. "The demon wishes to imprison your mind within an object so as to keep you enslaved to his power forever." He took a deep breath as his bokken appeared in his hand, pointing towards the ceiling. "Fear not, my love! I shall free you from the demon, for am I not the..."
"ARGH!" The redhead screamed before slamming her head into the wall several times. "Would you just stop?" She shouted angrily. "He doesn't wanna imprison my mind and he doesn't want this body around him no more!" Ranma practically growled. "The guy you constantly attack for being a foul sorceror has been trying to free himself of me ever since we first met back in China!"
"Can... can this be?" Kuno muttered, staggering back in shock. "Have I misaligned a poor soul by error?" He paused for a second before becoming stern once again. "No, he is indeed guilty of sin." He concluded with a nod of his noble brow. "For was it not he who denied me your love in return? Was it not he who..."
"Kuno, shut up." The redhead sighed wearily, rubbing her neck in frustration. "I ain't gonna just pour the water on ya. It's something ya gotta do for yourself. If you wanna know all about how I came ta be, you know what to do." She sighed. "You'll find out why Ranma's been trying to get rid of me, okay?" Staring at the boy's blank expression, the pig-tailed youth was tempted to slam his head into the wall for a few minutes.
"You wish me to inflict myself with the magic from yon bottle when I do not truly understand what it will do or if the source is my enemy or not?" Kuno asked, eyeing his love.
"Look, ya wanna date me, right?" The redhead sighed, massaging her forehead with her fingers.
"That is true, my love." Kuno replied, glad to be back on familiar ground. "After all, am I not the chosen warrior of the Heav..."
"Yeah, yeah." The girl waved a hand to cut his rant short. "Look, this stuff will let you know all my secrets." She told him, staring him straight into his eyes. "It will tell ya all about my relationship with Ranma and why ya keep getting turned down for a date."
She paused for a second as her face lit up at whatever she had just thought about. "It's like this, okay? If ya wanna date me, you have to understand all about me first, alright? So if you..." She was cut off when she stared at her now empty hand, wondering what had happened to the bottle she had just been holding.
*SPLASH*
Looking up, Ranma saw Kuno holding the now empty bottle over his head. Correction... her head. The redhead blinked several times at the changes in his rival. 'Damn.' Ranma muttered mentally. 'Just my luck, too. Who the hell would have guessed that Kuno-chan would be that hot?'
Kuno-chan was only a few inches shorter than her male side. Large breasts decorated her chest, standing proud and defiant of gravity. A slender waist on top of flaring hips hinted at the perfect legs extending below. The worst part of all, Ranma decided, was that Kuno had retained the black hair and she now had perfect skin. All in all, it was highly doubtful that Ranma-chan would continue to hold the record for most beautiful girl in Nerima. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. On one hand, there was his pride and if he had to change into a girl, he didn't want to change into a dog. On the other hand, at least some of the perverts would fixate on Kuno-chan and give his girl side a break.
"I do not feel... what has happened to my voice?" Kuno-chan asked, a confused expression on her face.
"Just remember this... cold water changes you and hot water changes you back." Ranma-chan told the taller girl. Why did EVERYONE have to be taller than his girl side?
"What?" Kuno-chan asked. "Why did the magic not work?"
"It worked." Ranma-chan smiled evily. "You'll begin to understand more about me by the minute. Well, gotta go and get ta class. See ya, Kuno-chan!"
"Farewell, my love." Kuno replied, watching the delicious redhead race down the hall. Spinning around, he was about to make his way to class when he felt something... bounce... on his chest. Glancing downwards, he couldn't help but see the large protrusions on his chest. A quick feel of them brought a feeling of dread. Without any further hesitation, he quickly pulled the collar of his shirt away from his neck and looked down.
A blood-curdling scream disturbed the quiet. In classes, students and teachers alike shuddered and pretended not to hear. Outside, a flock of birds took to wing, protesting noisily at the interruption.
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