The Vixxen nodded happily. “Yep!” She said as loud as she could, churring as her master cuddled up to her a little more. She loved feeling so secure when she was with him. “You’re so nice to me, Master,” She said, before nuzzling her cheek against his own. He felt cooler than she did, but she just loved him all the same.
Ranma smiled. “Yeah. Hey, you’re a cutie...” He smiled playfully. “Even if you did try to cook my sausage,” He teased. Just joking about something that had been serious helped him deal with it; put him more at ease.
Mitsuko blushed, thankfully her fur covered it up. “Masterrr...” She whined. “It was an accident.” How a pout could be both cute and sexy was something that wasn’t easy for most people, yet Mitsuko pulled it off almost perfectly. Almost, because it was more cute than sexy; odd considering how Vixxen’s were sex-pots.
Smiling, Ranma kindly told the pouting Vixxen, “I know it was,” Before nuzzling and kissing her cheek.
Mitsuko churred. “So good to me...” She said, before reaching down and goosing her master’s rear.
Ranma jumped a little at the Vixxen’s mischievous hands. “Mitsuko...” He whined, blushing a bit.
The Vixxen’s ears flattened back a little in embarrassment. “Sorry, Master... But you’re so good to me, I can’t help but get a feel for you,” She said, smiling at him.
Although he was still blushing, Ranma smiled back. “Okay, okay...”
As he walked, Ranma noticed a figure coming towards them. A tall, spiky blonde-haired man cloaked in a long flowing red coat. The light reflected perfectly off the lenses of the man’s sunglasses, giving them a one-way effect.
Studying the man that was getting closer, Mitsuko blinked her eyes. Now why did the person in front of them seem to be sending alarm bells off in her head?
As the man got closer, Ranma raised a hand defensively, as if to placate a possible threat. “Uh... Hello?”
The man in red blinked behind his sunglasses, as he got closer to the young man and the rather voluptuous Fox-type pokégirl walking down the hallway at him. Hearing the young man speak, he raised a gloved hand and smiled. “Hi.”
Just hearing the peacefulness in the man’s voice calmed Ranma enough to smile as he stood there. At besides, the guy wasn’t making any threatening movements either. “Is there something you want?” Ranma asked the man in red who kept looking at him.
The man blinked and tilted his head to the side slightly, a look of concentration on his face. “Oh, sorry. It’s just that you look familiar is all,” The man didn’t recall ever meeting this particular tamer before. He scratched his chin, though it would look better if he had a beard to scratch. “Say, are you a high ranking Pokégirl Tamer by any chance?” The blonde-haired man questioned. “Or at least well known?"
Though the question gave Ranma an uneasy feeling, he nodded his head to answer it anyway. “Yeah...” Smiling, he held out his hand in a friendly gesture. “Ranma Sextome, at your service.”
Smiling, back, Vash answered, “Ah, an I a Vash.” However, before he could shake hands with the Pokégirl Tamer, the rather staked Vixxen intervened.
Holding Ranma’s hand back, Mitsuko’s eyes widened at that and she paled tremendously, which was incredible, as it showed up from underneath her fur. “Vash? As in the Humanoid Typhonna? The only Gym Leader with a 60 Billion slc price on his head? That Vash the Stampede!?” She practically screamed out.
The man in the red coat winced at that rather accurate information. “It’s not my fault I have such a reward on my head! Really!!” He said, trying to calm the Vixxen down, and not succeeding very well.
Ranma looked at his Vixxen and rubbed her shoulder. “Mitsuko... Mitsuko, calm down...”
The Vixxen shuddered quite a bit and tried to mold her body to her master’s tightly, as if to reassure herself she and him were okay. “Sorry. But from what I’ve heard of him...” She trailed off, letting her master figure it out.
Hearing what his Vixxen said with no small amount of fear, Ranma looked at Vash, studied him, his aura seemingly looking for anything dangerous to this Gym Leader before him. Yet, his senses didn’t lie. “He doesn’t seem like a bad man, Mitsuko...” He said to calm down the Vixxen.
Letting out a groan of annoyance, Vash held his arms up high. “Look! It’s not my fault that things blow up around en masse around me. I... Just have bad luck is all!” No need to tell him that he had two pokégirls who didn’t get the idea of what ‘overkill’ was.
Staring cautiously at the taller man, Mitsuko nodded her head, while still slightly trembling. “Sorry. But I’ve heard that Vash the Stampede once caused a ship to sink by being near it.”
Tilting his head a little, Ranma looked at his Vixxen questioningly. “Oh come on, Mitsuko. Someone must have over-exaggerated that one.”
Vash shook his head to Ranma’s comment. “That did happen, but it wasn’t me. That was the bounty hunter who had his psychic pokégirl try and use a Psybeam on me. It missed me, and blew a hole in the ship. I got the blame though...” Vash then shrugged. “At least no one was on the ship at the time...”
Digesting that information, Ranma nodded his head slowly. “Wow... Sounds like that sucked.” He then looked at Vash seriously, hoping to change the topic off from Vash’s (mis)adventures. “So what brings you to Greenpeace, Vash?”
The Humanoid Typhonna shrugged. “Well, actually, I came looking for a trainer. I felt something off in this area, and came looking for the cause of it. Though...” He trailed off, looking at the pigtailed martial artist/tamer more thoughtfully this time. “I think I may have found it.”
Seeing Vash stare at him like that, Ranma chuckled nervously. “What do you mean?” The pigtailed Tamer asked. Shit, he hoped Vash didn’t know the truth. Not only would his cover have been blown, but Jetta would have been REAL pissed at him.
Vash tapped his chin. “Well...” He started, in a very wise and sage-like manner.
Ranma and Mitsuko both leaned close, trying to find out what this was about.
“I’m not sure!” Vash finished, chuckling lightly as he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. His chuckling increased as both the Vixxen and her tamer face-faulted to the ground.
“Ow...” Ranma groaned as he forced himself back onto his feet.
“Actually,” Vash started again, after Ranma and Mitsuko had picked themselves up, and Vash had gotten done leering at the Vixxen’s rear-end as it stuck up in the air. “There is something slightly... ‘Odd’ about you, Sextome.” It was almost as if the Tamer wasn’t of this world.
“Odd?” Ranma asked, doing his best to keep any hint of worry out of his voice. “What’s odd?”
Vash scratched his head. “Well... I have no clue actually.” He said, while grinning stupidly while Mitsuko face-faulted and Ranma merely sweat-dropped. Though he did take the time to leer at Mitsuko’s rear again.
Frowning at Vash when he saw what the blonde in red was doing, Ranma firnly told him, “Hey! Stop looking at my pokégirl's rear!”
Being reprimanded by the Vixxen’s owner, Vash pouted slightly. “But I can’t help it!” The Humanoid Typhonna whined. “She’s got such a shapely butt. Look at the curves, look at the way it wiggles in the air.” He said while pointing at it.
Ranma nodded his head in agreement to Vash’s points. “Yeah, and it’s mine,” He said happily as he, (and he didn’t know why) brought a hand over to caress Mitsuko’s shapely furred posterior.
Smiling brightly on her spot on the floor, Mitsuko churred. Maybe staying down on the ground with her butt in the air was a good thing if she would get this kind of attention.
After a few more long moments of Vixxen groping, Ranma finally withdrew his hand. “Well, anyway, Vash. Now that you’ve found me, can I ask a question?”
Vash nodded. “Yeah, I know.” He just couldn't shake the feeling that there was something different about Sextome, well, different from other people that was. “Sure. What is it?”
“You’re still a recognized Gym Leader, right?” Ranma asked.
To that, Vash nodded, a silly grin on his face. “Yeah. Thankfully, the whole mess with the bounty on my head didn’t hurt my status as a Gym Leader for the Indigo League.”
Smirking, Ranma asked, “Then can I challenge you to a PokéBattle? I do need to collect some Gym Badges.” Although he didn’t mention this was the first one he would personally be trying to win.
Vash blinked his eyes in surprise. It had been awhile since anyone wanted to face him in a PokéBattle. “Sure, why not?” He asked. “Though, I suggest we have this outside of town.” He didn’t want the town to blow up after all.
Ranma agreed instantly, wanting to do something more akin o being a Pokégirl Tamer besides the taming part. Besides, he REALLY needed experience PokéBattling. “Sure!”
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Outside of town, Ranma looked at Vash across the grassy field that was filled with an overabundance of flowers of all sorts. The sour-expression on his face told Vash how annoyed Ranma was. “Let me get this straight. Only two pokégirls, both at once. If I win I get a Gym Badge, you win, you get one of my pokégirls?” Ranma blinked his eyes. “Since when the hell do Gym Leaders get the right to claim pokégirls?” He demanded to know. Jetta told him that Gym Leaders don’t take pokégirls.
To that, Vash just shrugged his shoulders. “Well, you challenged me for a badge, and as a Gym Leader, I set the rules for the PokéBattle. Just remember that for future Gym Battles.”
“Okay, okay...” Ranma said, feeling rather annoyed. “Well, here goes.” Pulling up two PokéBalls form his PokéBelt, Ranma threw them both at the same time. “Sheila! Grave! I Screw You!”
Vash blinked as he saw the short and petite Pokegirls appear in twin beams of red light from their PokéBalls. “Oookay...” He said slowly. Though, in a way, he could see why someone would want them. Their build obviously meant that most opponents would underestimate them in a battle.
A confused expression plastered on her face, Grave blinked her eyes and looked around. “Master?” The uber-cute G-Splice of the Cheetit-persuasion asked. “What’s going on?”
Ranma smiled kindly to reassure the off-balanced pokégirl. “Gym Battle. You two ready to get some badges?”
Sheila had a better idea, having been in more battles than Grave had. “A PokéBattle?” She asked herself, then she blinked as her mind registered what her master said. “Sure!” She smiled when Grave nodded as well.
Nodding his head, the Gym Leader of Gunchoke knew it was time to get serious. Pulling out two PokéBalls from within his coat, Vash threw them. As he did, he called out, “Kei! Yuri! I Screw You!”
The two PokéBalls popped open in twin bursts of red light that took the form of two furry girls. One was a ‘Bunnygirl’ with wild flaming red hair, and the other was a ‘Vixxen’ with long black hair. Both wore silver hotpants and matching bikini-tops.
Sheila blinked her eyes in confusion. Where had she heard those names before?
Thee ‘Bunnygirl’ stretched her arms behind back. “Time for a Battle?”
Nodding her head, the ‘Vixxen’ looked at Kei. “Looks like it.”
The Bunnygirl smirked widely, in an almost-evil manner. “Sweet.”
Ranma just openly gawked. “The Dirty Pair?” He asked, putting his foot in his mouth. He did watch animé back home after all.
Slapping his hand on his face, Vash groaned. That was the absolutely, positively worst thing to say to his girls.
The ‘Bunnygirl’ and ‘Vixxen’ openly glared at Ranma. “That’s ‘Team Dirty Pair’ to you!”
Kei went into a pose, holding up a handgun castor that had appeared from seemingly nowhere. “Gun-Bunny Kei!”
The vulpine-pokégirl did a pose as well, twirling a lightsaber much like Moisha would do with her katana. “Tank Vixxen Yuri!”
“Together...” Kei started slowly.
“...We are...” Yuri continued.
“The Lovely Angels of the Indigo League! Team Dirty Pair!” Both shouted as one.
Sheila blinked. The girls seemed to be really unusual and not all that dangerous, to her, at least. Though, for some reason, she felt slightly nervous about fighting them.
Grave shivered slightly. Why was she getting a bad feeling about this?
Staring at the Gym Leader, Ranma slowly nodded to Vash. “I can see why you wanted this out of town.” He said seriously, remembering all those Dirty Pair animé episodes he had watched back at the Dojo with Nabiki, when he wasn’t fighting or running from Akane’s cooking that is.
And to prove Ranma right, both pokégirls didn’t even wait for Vash’s battle-commands. They both pulled out to large firearms from seemingly out of nowhere and aimed it at the two petite titty-kitty pokégirls.
The two pokégirls of Ranma looked down the barrels of the castors like Does caught in the headlights of an oncoming hover-car.
“Fire in the hole!” Kei shouted as she used her grenade launcher to shoot one rather large napalm shot. Kei did likewise.
*THWOOM*!!!
Ranma could only watch as Sheila and Grave went blasting off into the sky like two Team Rocket members. “Holy shit!” Ranma’s eyes widened when the firestorm abated. “Grave! Sheila!” He cried out, running to his girls, who were obviously done. He wouldn’t even try to make them fight any more after that. Especially when he saw the two on the ground, Sheila on her back and Grave on her front, groaning in pain. “You two okay?” He asked, concern easily evident in his voice.
Vash winced at the sight and shook his head. Damn... Kei and Yuri could be so darn... ‘Effective’ when they were paired together in PokéBattle. Walking over to Ranma he asked him, “Are your girls okay?”
Ranma shook his head lightly and held the two titty-kitties protectively. “I’m not sure. I don’t think they’ve ever been this badly beaten before.”
“Oh they’ll be all right,” Kei said dismissively. “Get them to a PokéCenter and one go through a Healing Machine and they’ll be back to normal in no time.”
“In the meantime, we win for Master!” Yuri cheered happily, her fluffy tail swaying back and forth and her breasts bouncing as she jumped up and down energetically. “That means more Taming for us!”
Giving her partner the thumbs-up, Kei told the Tank Vixxen, “You got that right, Yuri!”
Groaning, the Humanoid Typhonna knew it was going to be one of those nights...
“Then again, maybe not considering the terms of the PokéBattle...” Vash thought as he nodded his head. Coughing into his hand to clear his voice, Vash said, “So, you know what that means, right?”
Wincing, Ranma slowly nodded. “Yeah,” He said, morosely.
“Aw, don’t feel bad. Gym Battles don’t get counted on your PokéBattle records, so this defeat won’t show up.” Vash smiled, thinking his grin and that info would somehow cheer Ranma up. “Now... May I see your PokéDex? I’d like to see which pokégirls you have I can use.”
The pigtailed martial artist nodded and handed Vash his flat red device that looked a lot like a supped-up calculator.
Opening the flip-screen and looking over pokégirls listing, Vash nodded his head. “Lupina? No... I don’t really have need for one... A Rack-Shasa? Maybe... What’s this? A Cheetaura? Nuh-uh... I can run on my own two feet well enough...” He then trailed off as his eyes widen. “YOU HAVE A NURSEJOY!?”
Ranma winced. Momoko. “Yeah...”
Smiling brightly, Vash told Ranma, “That’s the one I want, please! I mean, with the trouble I get into, I could REALLY use a healing pokégirl on hand.”
Wincing lightly, Ranma slowly answered, “If that’s what you want.”
Nodding his head, Vash said, “I know it’s what I want!”
Ranma groaned and felt a knot of guilt well up in his stomach. He failed. He promised he would protect these pokégirls, and not only did he allow for Grave and Sheila to be hurt, but he failed one of them utterly and completely...
“But, I can’t come up with anything Else”
“Koo... Haa... Then it’s your nuts, boyo! Koo... Haa...”
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