Ranma's memories were never clear about that night. He'd escaped from the fiancee's just after sundown, he knew that much. After escaping, he'd run for what seemed forever, made harder by the fact that he wouldn't allow himself to be seen... After all, the 'Good Samaritan' who found a naked sexy redhead could just as easily be another predator. At the very least, anyone seeing the pig-tailed girl could tell the fiancee's which direction he'd gone.
At last, limbs leaden, chest burning, Ranma slipped into a dark alley, filled with trash. Wrapping the battered kimono she'd stolen from somewhere just a little tighter around her body, she secreted herself into one of the dumpsters.
Apparently, this particular dumpster belonged to a restaurant. Ranma hadn't been there long when the lid flipped open again. Two plastic bags landed on top of Ranma, one of which burst open and blessed the martial artist with its contents.
Ranma managed to keep silent through an act of will.
The lid slammed shut a moment later, leaving Ranma trapped in darkness.
Some time later, Ranma stirred. His mind was clear, and he could feel his ki again, if only barely. His body would obey his commands, at least. Ranma estimated himself to be at half his normal capacity, which should be plenty to deal with any of the fiancee's he ran across. Scowling, Ranma stood, garbage and other things he didn't want to think about raining down off him as he opened the dumpster lid.
Senses alert for incoming fiancee's, Ranma stepped around the corner...
And into the middle of a biker gang, three dozen guys in leather, looking the sexy redhead like she was the main course at a all-you-can-eat buffet.
Shit.
"Well well well," said one, probably the leader. "Lookee what we got here. And just as we were wondering what to do with with our evening! Grab her, Lee."
A big guy grabbed Ranma, dragging the pig-tailed martial artist into the center of the gang.
"She's a little smelly, chief," said the guy holding Ranma.
"Well, that's what fancy perfumes are for," leered the first guy.
"Look," growled Ranma. "I'm having a real bad day, and I'd be grateful if you guys didn't add to it. OK?"
The bikers looked at the tiny redhead and started to laugh.
(Posted Tue, 03 Feb 2009 00:54)
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