"Who's there?!" Ukyo scanned the trees, not seeing anything. Until the actual attack had been launched she hadn't sensed a thing. Now all she was getting was curious looks from the boys around her.
It was an all boy school after all, and she was crossdressed as usual. Had someone figured out her disguise?
She tried to block another barely sensed attack as a grapnel chain came down towards her. It quickly wrapped around the shaft of her spatula and went taut.
She let go and tried to dodge as a flurry of other chains wrapped around her and pulled her to the top of the school. She struggled briefly as a sweet odor filled her nostrils and then...
She blinked and beheld a rough ceiling, and then the inhabitants of the room. Trained martial artist became a screaming fourteen year old girl at least momentarily.
The ninjas weren't that bad, except for the yellow eyes. The really bad part were the dragons. As in plural. As in damn big creatures with wings and scales and teeth that looked as if they could swallow an okonomiyaki chef whole but would probably seperate her into okonomiyaki topping first.
"This is the chef the Prince's father requested? She looks like a little human girl?" A large dragon with scales the color of the sky rumbled to the others.
Ukyo blinked. She was wanted as a chef and not as an ingredient?
"This is the one. The Prince's father indicated some breach of honor regarding her in the past, but the Prince only remembers her as his friend. A male friend." The big silver's tone was amused. "His sole friend - best friend - old sparring partner. Okonomiyaki Ucchan."
"A prince... but the only one to call me..." Ukyo began coming out of shock and started putting things together. "You..."
"Her soul does have a certain leaning towards the masculine," indicated one of the ninja. The ninja pulled the hood off and Ukyo gasped again as the angular elven face was revealed.
"Reuniting Ukyo with the Prince seems unwise," said another ninja, "the chef has declared vengeance upon both the father and the Prince - and while it might be amusing to see this unfold, it would likely result in the young lady's untimely demise if she attempted to kill the prince. Especially in front of his bodyguards."
"Who is the Prince?! Stop talking about me as if I weren't here!" Ukyo got up fully and yelled at the assembled nonhumans.
A feeling of something coming up behind her caused her to whirl in a defensive manuever, but what she saw caused her to again revert to screaming fourteen year old.
A globe roughly five feet across, hanging unsupported in the air. A large slash of a mouth, one huge eye over it, and a whole bunch of eyestalks atop that.
"I would suggest," said the apparition, "that you spend some time observing. You get a restaurant and starting monies to keep you operating for four months out of the deal. Repayment for your okonomiyaki cart. Or you can refuse and be returned to your school, never to see Ranma or Genma Saotome again. It is your choice, Ukyo Kuonji."
Ukyo blinked again, feeling as if she were a page behind in some script. "Well, sugar, if I get a choice, then I'd choose:"
(Posted Sat, 07 Dec 2002 13:39)
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