Still, his mother insisted, and he soon realized he just didn’t have a choice. What good would a brain do you if you’re dead? So thinking, he had visited each and every one of his teachers over the semester, except Hinako-sensei. No matter how hard he thought about it, he didn’t disillusion himself into thinking she could be persuaded in such a way.
As he exited the building, a familiar voice whispered harshly from a nearby bush. “Hey Ranma!”
He looked about, confused for a moment as to just where the voice was coming from, before spotting the sudden movement of his friend waving excitedly from the brush.
“Sup man.” Another voice sounded as he jumped over the hedge, landing as softly as he could next to his two best friends, Hiroshi and Daisuke.
He smiled, feeling better now that he was with his two friends, “Hey guys, how’s it goin?”
Daisuke smirked lecherously, a mischievous gleam in his eye that Ranma had only seen Happosai exhibit before, “Better than expected, heh.. much better.” He motioned towards a window in which the afternoon volleyball team were currently showering.
Ranma spared the window a glance, quickly averting his eyes as he took notice of how the cascaded across the girl’s lithe forms.. The way it seemed to cascade down their chest, and like a river flow down their wash board stomachs to their.. ‘AAARGH!’
“You perverts.” Ranma hissed out, quickly turning his attention away as he tried to gain control of the sudden warm feeling that began to feel in the pit of his stomach. Despite much evidence to the contrary, he knew exactly why he was feeling this way. One would have to be blind, and a complete moron, not to notice how enticing the fairer sex could be.
“Yeah.. mom would be so proud!” Hiroshi chuckled sarcastically as he wiped some of steam from the window. It didn’t do to much for the view, since said steam was on the inside of the window.
Leaning up against the building, pointedly ignoring the window the guy’s were staring through. “Heh, what are yah guys doin here anyway? Peepin ain’t nothing new to yah, thought you two would be ready ta bolt from here.”
Daisuke grinned evilly as he excitedly pointed towards something Ranma couldn’t see. “That’s why… hehe.. Hinako-sensei volunteered to coach them until the regular coach gets back from therapy.
“Huh?” Ranma risked another peek, very curious how Hinako looked like under that hell come hither dress she normally wore. When he saw her, bending over and giving the three of them a prime view of her ass and just a hint of her unmentionables… he froze.
“…..”
“Hey Hiroshi! Look! Ranma’s frozen again!” Daisuke exclaimed, grinning at his partner in crime.
“Heh, wanna get some pics of Ranma-chan then?” Hiroshi offered, holding a canteen of water he just happened to have lying around.
“Ehehe…” Daisuke began, before drowning that notion quickly. He remembered the beating he had received the last time he had tried to take pictures of the martial artists female form. “No, I’d rather live, thanks.”
“Whatever.” Ranma suddenly shouted as he turned around quickly. “Not gonna look no more!” a bright red blush on his cheeks, high lighted by the sudden nervous sweat he had started exuding.
***
It was confused, it’s original purpose skewed by the idiocy of a bungling boob.
Despite having it’s original magical purpose lost, it had certain things at its disposal. It knew who its target was, the hair that had activated its magical matrix acting like a homing beacon to its target.
As the pink blob zoomed through the air in a beeline towards one unsuspecting martial artist, it continued to ponder just what in hell it was suppose to do to the target.
The blob slowed down as it approached the building in which its target was held. It seemed to hover there for a moment, as if scanning the surroundings. Slowly it lowered itself towards the ground, stopping just a foot above the clean flat surface. It began to move forward, slowly, as if it couldn’t lock on to its target completely, but rather only had a general idea of the direction he was in.
A ruffle in the bushes near the gym caught its attention, and for a moment it felt the distinct tugging of its targets life force.
It zoomed forward….
***
“All right you perverts!” Ranma began as he grabbed his bungling friends by their collars, hauling them up and back into the courtyard.
Hiroshi hissed as he slammed to the ground, his butt hurting from the rough landing, “The hell Ranma! You looked too!”
“Shut up!” Ranma seethed. He was not a pervert! He wasn’t damnit!
Daisuke chuckled, “Go easy on him Hiroshi, he’s … WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!” He shouted towards the end as he shuffled back along the floor, pointing at something behind Ranma.
Ranma turned quickly to access the situation, instinctively bringing his hands up at the ready as he flexed the muscles in his legs, preparing to dodge an attack if it were coming.
Hovering ten feet ahead of them was a pink blob, roughly the diameter of volleyball. It seemed to stay there; the only noticeable action it took was a subtle ripple across its surface, as it seemed to fix any imperfections across its skin.
For a moment it just hovered there, as if examining the three before it curiously. It didn’t stay still for long.
Ranma’s eyes shot wide open at the speed the pink blob moved with, zooming like a rocket towards his position. Not one to just stand there and take a hit, he jumped as high as he could into the air.
When the blob followed him up into the air with no break or pause, Ranma cursed things that defied the laws of gravity and inertia with nary a thought. Cursed it, until it suddenly expanded to twice his size, stretching out like a blanket to smother him whole.
“HOLY SHIT!” Ranma screamed as he tried his best to twist out of the goo’s way. However, being up in the air, with nothing nearby he could use to immediately push him out of the way, he could do nothing but summon his Ki in hopes of warding off whatever silly attack he was about to get hit with.
The pink blob didn’t wrap him in whole, instead it managed to snag him up to his chest, then pulled him down to the ground roughly.
Hiroshi and Daisuke watched in shocked horror as Ranma began struggling against the goo with no immediate success.
The blob seemed to pull back and away from Ranma momentarily, growing in height for just a second.
“Huh, what the hell is.. AARRRGH” he screamed as the goo smothered him whole. Ranma’s friends could see the pigtailed martial artist still resisting as the goop stretched and thrashed about.
With little to no fanfare, the pink blob began to shrink, as the struggling martial artist was absorbed within. It soon became the size of a basketball, only to shrink to the size of a volleyball, then further more as it shrunk to the size of a golf ball before shrinking into nothingness before their eyes.
An eerie silence descended upon the two as Ranma’s screams vanished entirely with the pink blob. For a moment the two started in shocked wonder at what had just transpired, slowly their minds began to rationalize the event..
“Holy shit Daisuke! What the hell was THAT!”
“Dude, it had to be Majin Buu!” Daisuke explained with such belief in his voice.
“What the hell?”
“Big pink blob! Just ate Ranma up! Majin Buu dude! He absorbed Ranma’s powers!”
“Does this mean Sayajin’s exist?” Hiroshi asked, hoping that it was true. If the Majin Buu was here, he’d hate to think about the likely effects if there weren’t any.
“That or we are seriously screwed!” Daisuke shouted back, reaching the same conclusion as his counterpart.
“Or… this is just another start to another adventure?” Hiroshi suggested hopefully.
Daisuke seemed to think on that for a moment, before letting out a relieved sigh as he nodded, “Yeah… that makes more sense..”
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