Ranma's run to Furinkan was largely devoid of the usual molestations. That is, Ranma's progress was unobstructed by the usual suspects: Ryouga, Shampoo, Mousse, Happousai, Cologne, Tarou, or the all-too frequent Challenger-of-the-Month.
This is not to say that Ranma was completely unmolested. There were plenty of volunteers.
Like that guy that made for a grab at her butt. (He got a broken arm for his efforts.) Or that one who tried for a handful of her boobflesh. (A kick in the groin for him.) Several tried to 'pay-date' her, which didn't sound kosher to her even though she wouldn't know Jewish dietary law if it walked up to her and bit her on the ankle. (She kicked them in the shins, then took the money anyway for her annoyance.)
*DONK!*
The klutzes must be out in force today, thought Ranma. That's the fifth one who ran into a utility pole. She had noted that utility poles seemed to be the obstacle of choice for these poor suckers, although parked cars, glass doors, and falling off bicycles put in sizable appearances.
She also felt like she was being followed.
Ranma turned suddenly around, stopping on a dime. The streets behind her only had the usual traffic. Ranma scratched her head, puzzled. She resumed her run...
...and unseen by her, a crowd of people came out of the woodwork, coming out behind telephone poles, kiosks, parked cars, and other places of seclusion. They quickly resumed pursuit of their goddess. Then ducked behind whatever was handy again as their goddess turned around once more...
...Ranma glared down the street once more. Her awareness of her surroundings never steered her wrong before. That sense told Ranma she was being followed, but each time she looked back there was no one there.
She shrugged. Maybe her mind was just playing tricks on her. She continued her journey...
In short order, Ranma arrived at the gates of Furinkan, and what she saw made her pause at the gates. Although, being allergic to schoolwork, one would think that the sight of a building school beyond the gates would be enough to cow the normally ineffable martial artist, but that wasn't what brought Ranma short this time.
Rather, it was the large crowd of guys dressed up in sports attire. Ranma recognized them as belonging to the clubs that had attacked Akane every morning when she (then a he) first came to Nerima. Indeed, there were many of the same people in this crowd as in last crowd.
That sinking feeling returned in force.
"THERE SHE IS!!" came a shout, and the entire mob surged forward like a great tsunami of humanity
"She's so tall and beautiful!"
"Much better pick than Akane!"
"Can't wait to squeeze those melons!"
"Oh, Iinazuke-san, I have only eyes for you!"
"Let me beat my love into you, my Angel!"
Ranma-chan choked, balking at the approaching mob in horror. "Crap! 'Can't identify me' doesn't mean 'boys won't be crawlin' all over me'! Kasumi no BAKA!" shouted Ranma as she
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