The characters here aren't mine, much as I wish they were. Please don't sic the law on me! RANMA 1/2 UNEXPECTED RESULTS by J Hunt Colone was having a good day. Shampoo had taken the day off to spend sometime with the son-in-law,but the cafe hadn'tbeen overly buisy so she hadn't really been missed. Cologne had spent the day keeping an eye on Moussse and keeping the boy from leaving to interfere with her great granddqughter's fun. They had heard a rumor that Shampoo and the son-in-law had been seen walking hand and hand in the park that morning, and she had been forced to beat Mousse sensless to keep him from running off to challenge Ranma. They hadn't heard anything more about the couple since then and Mousse had attempted to slip out for more times, but all in all Cologne was still pleased. Yes, it had been a good day. Which was why Cologne couldn't understand the sense of impending doom that was creeping up on her. It was almost time for the dinner crowd to come in. A few customers were already seated and eating. Mousse was waiting for the ghoul to let down her guard so he could escape to go after his beloved Shampoo. -Curse Ranma for trying to steal Shampoo's heart- he thouht to himself. -If he's done anything to my Shampoo, I'll make him regret it.- He looked towards the ghoul and noticed she was no longer watching him. -Heh, I'll make my escape now while she's distracted- Cologne watched as the blind boy smirked at the cat statue that was the cafe's mascot and then attempt to sneak out the door. -Poor blind fool- she thought, and was about to club him with her cane when the door was thrown open. Before he could dodge, Mousse was thrown out of the way by an extremely upset Shampoo. "Grandmother! Grandmother! Hide Shampoo!" exclaimed the young amazon, her voice filled with fear and desperation, her eyes wild. "Slow down, child," Cologne said regarding Shampoo with consern. "What has happened?" "No time to talk," Shampoo said tears began to come to her eyes. "Shampoo do very bad thing. Shampoo no mean it to happen. If Airen find Shampoo......" She didn't finish as she suddenly burst into tears. Cologne could only stare at her granddaughter. "Don't worry, Shampoo," Mousse exclaimed. "If Ranma shows his face here, I'll make him regret it. I won't let him hurt you Shampoo." "S-stupid-d M-mousse n-no understand," Shampoo crocked between sobs. Cologne opened her mouth to try and calm her weeping granddaughter, but was cut off by a bellow of pure rage from outside. "SHAMPOO, WHERE ARE YOU!!!" came a female voice so full of anger it verged on hate. Shampoo's face lost all color as the blood drained from it. She stopped sobbing, but her body still trembled. "Ranma is here," she whispered. "Go into the kitchen while I have a talk with the son-in-law," Cologne ordered. "Ranma no will talk," Shampoo said her voice strangly resigned. However, she got up and slowly went to the kitchen anyway. "Don't worry, Shampoo, I'll protect you." Mousse told her. She turned to look at him for a moment then with a choked sob ran into the kitchen. "Moko takabisha!" came a female voice from outside and the door was suddenly turned to splinters in an explosion of chi. "Where is Shampoo?" asked female Ranma in a deadly cold voice as she steped through the ruined doorway. Mousse, who had managed to put his glasses on could only stare at his rival in disbelief. Her red hair, normally held in her trademark pig-tail, was hanging loose. Her red chinese shirt was only fastened in the middle, exposing her stomach and a good deal of her cleavage. Her face was a mask of cold fury, and her entire body gave off an angry red glow. Mousse took a step back. "You seem distressed son-in-law," Cologne said seemingly uneffected by the sight. "I've come for Shampoo," Ranma said through clentched teeth, staring Cologne dead in the eyes. "This is a matter of honor between the two of us and ain't none of your buisness, so stay outta my way." "I won't let you hurt my bride," Mousse screamed and suddenly attached Ranma with a barage of thrown weapons. The red head dodged and turned to the chinese boy. "I'm warning you Mousse," she said. "Die!" Mousse responded adn lounched another barage. Ranma agin dodged, then lept for Mousse. Cologne watched in concern as Ranma attached Mousse with an intensity he usually saved for his battles with Ryoga. Mousse had nowhere near the lost boy's resilance nor endurance. Mousse never stood a chance. When Ranma finally let the boy fall senseless to the ground, there was blood on her hands and face. Ranma stared down at him a moment, then turned to the old amazon. "He's hurt, but he'll live," she said. "I didn't really want to hurt him. Bring out Shampoo now, old ghoul, or else." "Or else what, son-in-law?" Cologne asked flatly. "Or else Mousse dies in her place," Ranma responded in an equally flat voice. "No hurt Mousse," Shampoo said coming from the kitchen, her bonbari in hand. "Shampoo go back in the kitchen this instant," Cologne hissed. Shampoo shook her head saddly. "No. is matter of honor. Grandmother no interfere with fight." She looked at her grandmother with sad,hopless eyes. "Ranma come fight Shampoo, so we fight!" Shampoo lept at Ranma. Ranma dodged and tried to sweep kick Shampoo, but the chinese girl avoided it. Ranma came to her feet and Shampoo struck at her again. Ranma caught the purple haired girl's wrist and sent a knee in to her stomach. She then punched Shampoo in the face, sending her into a table. Shampoo got to her feet just as Ranma launched her attack. As the two faught, it became obvious that Shampoo was fighting a losing, defensive battle. She was receiving far more damage than she gave. She tried to put some distance between them, but the red head would not give her room to breath. Shampoo was good, one of the best in her village. Ranma, however, was better. A kick to Shampoo's midsection, another to her rib cage, and a last one to her chin sent her to the floor. She lay there trying to get back to her feet, but found she had no strenth left. At last, she turned to look up at Ranma, her eye that wasn't swollen shut begining to lose focus as darkness began to engulf everything. "Ranma k-kill Sh-shamp-poo now, please?" she managed to get out. Ranma looked down at the girl at her feet and began to gather her chi into a glowing ball. "Sh-shampoo s-sorry what she did," Shampoo breathed as a tear roled down her cheek. The last thing she heard as she faded away was the one she loved giving name to her death. "Shi shi hokedon" Ranma screamed as the chi blast shot forward. End part 1 Ukyo sighed dejectedly as she worked behind the grill. Buisness had been slow, but that wasn't what had her down. Her Ranchan was gone. School had been cancelled for a week due to damages caused by Happosi's last attempt at raiding the girls locker room. Ukyo had planned to spend sometime with her fiance and even worked up the nerve to ask him if he would like to go to the amusment park with her. He had smiled that smile of his at her, and said he'd love to, and Ukyo's heart had almost burst with joy. She knew that to Ranma it had been his best friend asking him, but she didn't care. Ranma would be hers for an entire day, and who knew what might happen? Ukyo had ten rushed out and done something completely unlike herself: she had bought a dress. True, it was nothing fancy, a simple blue dress with white trim, but when she had tried it on, she couldn't help but think of Ranchan and wonder what he would say. She had giggled, hardly recognising herself when she saw herself in the mirror. Yep, Ranchan was in for one heck of a surprise. So she had thought. Ukyo sighed again. She wouldn't be wearing the dress anytime soon. Ranma and Akane, Ranma's uncute fiance, Ukyo of course being the cute one,had had one of their fights. From what Ukyo had heard, the fight ended with Akane in tears and Ranma storming off to train in the mountains for the rest of the week. He hadn't even called to cancel their date, the insensitive jerk. Ukyo know she should be angry, but she was to depressed. The door opened, and she automaticly turned to welcome the customer. "Welcome to...", she began, then froze in shack at the sight of the short red head that stood in the doorway. "Oh, my god! Ranchan, what happend?" she exclaimed as she ran to Ranma's side. The smaller girl's shirt was almost completely undone, and her eyes had a glazed empty look to them. Then, there was the blood. "Y-you're hurt," Ukyo gasped sitting Ranma down at the counter, "I'm calling the hospital!" Ranma shook her head. "I'm fine, Ucchan," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Ukyo picked up the phone and started dialing. "Thats macho bull, Ranma," Ukyo said upset. "You're bleeding, there's blood all over you." "I-it's not my blood, Ucchan," Ranma said with a catch in her voice. Ukyo quickly hung up the phone and turned to stare wide-eyed at Ranma. She then looked around at the two or three of her customer there. "We're closed," she said and ejected them as quickly and politely as possible. "Please come again." She closed and locked the door, then walked over and took a seat beside Ranma. "It's not your blood?" she asked. Ranma shook her head. She was staring at the floor. "Whose blood is it?" Ukyo asked her breath constricting in her chest. Ranma took a ragged breath, but didn't look up. "Mousse and Shampoo's," she said. Ukyo paled. "Ranchan, what happened?" she asked at last. "I went to the Cat Cafe, and challenged Shampoo," Ranma replied in a small empty voice. "Mousse got in my way, so I-I hurt him. I didn't really want to, but he attacked me first." Ranma let out a sigh and looked at her hands. "Shampoo wouldn't come out, so I-I told her that if she didn't, Mousse would die in her place." Ukyo gasped and stared at her fiancee in shock. That Ranma would issue a challenge to Shampoo was hard enough to accept. That she had planned to actually kill Shampoo, that was unthinkable. "D-did she come out?" Ukyo asked timidly. Ranma nodded. Ukyo felt sick. "What happened?" Ukyo asked, not knowing if she really wanted to know the answer. "We fought, and I won," Ranma said. "S-she asked me to kill her, b-but I couldn't, Uccan. She looked so pitiful, and it was her fault and I HATE her so much, but I just couldn't do it." "Of course not, Ranchan," Ukyo said taking the smaller girl's hand. "That's not the kind of person you are." Ranma gave a snort/laugh that made Ukyo whince. It wasn't a very sane sound. "I wanted to, Ucchan, but at the end, she seemed so, so hopless. She wanted to die. I guess that's why I didn't kill her." "Ranchan, what did Shampoo do to you?" Ukyo asked trying to understand the hate she heard in Ranma's voice. Ukyo knew hate. She had spent most of her life hateing and hunting Ranma and his father after Genma abandoned her. It had come close to ruining her life, and she didn't want that to happen to Ranma. Ranma shivered at the question and her face became a mask of disgust, anger, and shame. "I ain't gonna talk about it, she said. She then looked down at herself with a sneer of loathing. "Mind if I use your bath, Ucchan? I been in this body longer than I like. And I wanna wash some of this filth off." "Sure thing, sugar, go ahead." Ukyo watched her go upstairs more than a little worried. -May-be somebody at the Tendo's knows whats going on- she thought and picked up the phone. Upstairs, Ranma had undressed and filled the bath with as water as hot as he could get it. She didn't bother to rinse off, just jumped right in. Her entire body momentarily submerged. -Somethin ain't right- she thought as she came up. She looked down and saw her breast. She then screamed. The phone had just started to ring when Ukyo heard Ranma scream. "Ranchan!" she yelled and hung up the phone. She grabbed her battle spatula and dashed up the stairs. She threw open the bathroom door to find her small bathroom in ruins. In the center stood a naked, glowing girl-type Ranma. "That lieing chinese tramp," she hissed and punched the wall causing a good sized hole. "This is another effect of that damn potion. Her, the ghoul, Mousse, Ryoga, they're all dead." "R-ranchan, what's the matter?" Ukyo said from the doorway. "Calm down, sugar." Ranma turned towards Ukyo with murder in her eyes. Ukyo took a step back and gripped her spatula tighter. Ranma growled and took a step forward. "Ranchan, it's me, Ucchan," Ukyo said taking a defensive stance. "Ucchan?" Ranma said and blinked. The glow around her dimmed slightly. Ukyo nodded. Ranma stared at her a moment trying to desided if this was a trick of some kind. Slowly, the glow faded and Ranma sank to her knees on the floor. Ukyo let out the breath she had been holding and relaxed. "This just ain't been my day," Ranma said. Ukyo just nodded. She was beginning to have doubts about her Ranchan's sanity. "Sorry about your bathroom, Ucchan," Ranma said sheepishly. "Don't worry about it, sugar," Ukyo replied, half to comfort Ranma, and half to keep from setting her off again. "What happened?" "Nothing happened," Ranma said bitterly. "Oh..." Ukyo said. Ranma looked at her. "Ukyo, I know you think I'm going nuts," she said. "But watch." Ranma stood, and got into the half empty bath again. Nothing happened. It took Ukyo a moment to understand the situation. "Y-you didn't change back into a boy!" she exclaimed. Ranma nodded grimmly. Ukyo slumped against the door frame in shock. "T-this is because of what Shampoo did to you?" she asked when she was able to talk again. Ranma nodded again. Ukyo was silent for a moment, then looked at Ranma. "Ranma," she said in a stern, cold voice. "I can't let you kill Shampoo, sugar." "Oh?" Ranma said standing up staring at Ukyo coldly. Ukyo surprised Ranma with a smile. It was not a nice smile. "No, I can't, sugar," she almost purred, "cuss I'm going to kill her for this." Ranma's smile matched Ukyo's perfectly. "So, sugar, when do we start?" Ukyo asked. "Right after we visit Doc Tofu," Ranma replied. "I wanna see if he can cure me, or if I'll have to beat a cure outta the old ghoul." Ranma quickly got dressed, and the two of them let for Tofu's clinic. End part 2 e-mail comments to jrhunt77@hotmail.com