A goddess and a half #2
Written by Quek Kwang-Ee under the direction of Gerald E. Jordan. 

Disclaimer 
	To whom it may concern, this fiction is not and was never meant 
to be distributed for profit and as such is not subject to the laws 
governing infringement of property and copyrights. However, I thank the 
creators of the stories where the characters of Ah My Goddess and Ranma 
1/2 came from and salute their actions in creating such characters and 
any others that we may enjoy. 
	From Q to you. 

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	The boy scrambled back, away from the approaching bug, his eyes 
as wide as saucers. the bug followed, matching him step by step to herd 
him to the base of the control panel. 
	"Ahhhh... get away! AHHHHH!!!!" he screamed as it hopped onto his 
legs and proceeded to nuzzle his knees. Suddenly a giant glove shot out 
from the side and slammed the bug into the ground before retracting 
back from whence it came. 
	The dissipating puff of smoke was all there was left of the bug 
it's essence scattering into the winds. the boy turned his disbelieving 
eyes to the side and screamed before promptly fainting.
	A small tank like robot stood to one side, with hands on either 
side instead of a cannon in the center. Its left hand was a giant red 
boxing glove and the right, a hand of smooth metal. It slowly lumbered 
close to the boy and then stopped as the top hatch popped open. A small 
girl stuck her head out to peer at the boy.

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(Tendo Dojo)

	Nadoka stared at the goddess, amazed by the ethereal person 
floating above Kasumi's form.  "Kasumi... what's that?"
	"It's just a goddess Ka-san. She asked me to ... explain the 
situation to you and help you understand." said Kasumi, her eyes still 
closed in contemplation. 
	"It's true Ms Soutome, My sisters are with your son right now. 
Please understand. that Ranma loves you very much and needs you more 
than you will ever know."
	"I... But Ranma is still a girl." Nadoka said, sadness in her 
eyes. 
	"It's all right Ms Soutome. Ranma has the form of a goddess but I 
assure you, his soul and nature is that of the noblest of men. Even 
from where I am, I can tell the strength he has amassed. . . and the 
weakness he has gained."
	Nadoka looked up at the goddess in wonder. "My son is weak?"
	". . .It's Hard to explain it in words for they do not tell the 
whole story." the image sighed and put out her left hand. "Come, give 
me your hand and learn."
	Like a child seeing something for the first time, Nadoka reached 
out in wonder to touch the ethereal hand. . .

**

(Flash)
	A sense of falling into darkness and a sudden jerk. the dark. . A 
slitted eye looking back with hunger in it's eyes. It yowled as the 
cats awoke and they converged as one. 

(Flash)
	Dad as he placed the rabbit's foot in my hand. Letting me pet its 
soft fur. "Well boy, I never though you'd do that. Perhaps we'll make a 
martial artist out of you yet."

 (Flash)
	The bitter brew stinging my throat as it burned it's way into my 
stomach. I coughed at the taste and fell into a stance only to fall 
reeling from the strike and the alcohol.

(Flash)
	Watching the multitude of stars in the velvet sky as the full 
moon rose overhead to bathe the land with its silent glow.  

(Flash)
	The panda leaping out of the water and onto the pole. I turned to 
the guide and screamed a question. he answered and I turned back as the 
panda leapt at me, and knocked me off the pole. 

(Flash)
	The water cascading off a body that was foreign to me and looking 
down into a chest that was not mine. 

(Flash) 
	The purple hair girl chasing me with knives and other implements 
of destruction. I don't want to kill her but she's *GONNA KILL ME!!!*

(Flash)
	Honor binds me to this arrangement but it doesn't mean I need to 
like it. . . I just wish she'd stop calling me a pervert. 

(Flash)
	Akane, looks like she is crying. . . I don't want her to cry. . .

(Flash) 
	....
(flash)
	...


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(Nekohaten) 
	In the Nekohaten kitchen, an aged warrior moved with deft speed, 
serving culinary delights with a wave of her hand while preparing it 
with another. The deft skill of the warrior maiden Shampoo as she 
caught 
the flying dishes in her hands, serving it to the customers as they 
watched. Each movement graceful and deft in it's precision. . . Well 
maybe not that . 
	A shadow fell across the doorway of the establishment as yet 
another person crossed the threshold of the shop. Shampoo looked up 
with a beaming face to greet the new customer and blinked. 

**

	"Hello. . *blink, blink*"
	"Hello San-hu, it's been a while."
	"Mou wan!" shampoo shouted, hugging her relative, and inciting a 
few fantasies from half of the males present. 
	 Mouthwash (Mou Wan) laughed.  
	 Shampoo said, pouting 
cutely. 
	 mouthwash said, looking at the lad as he stumbled 
out of the kitchen with Cologne perched on his back
	"Why Hello grandniece. It's been a while." 
	"Hello Grandaunt Koh Lon." She replied, bowing deeply to the 
matriarch of the tribe. "It has been a long time since I see you too."
	"I see your Japanese has improved since your last lesson."
	Mouthwash blushed. "During my travels I have much time to 
practice, thank you." 
	"Come, bring your things upstairs. I'm sure that you and the two 
young-ones have allot to talk about."
	"Thank you Grandaunt but I'm here on business."
	". . What business grandniece, I have come here on the behest of 
the council to bring someone to justice."
	"... Mou wan. It have something to do with Ranma no?" Shampoo 
asked worriedly.
	".. actually yes. He's flouted the laws and the council has 
decided... For a trial."

******

(Random street)

	A strange group walked down the street, of course it, being 
Nerima Japan, it's often that strange processions walk or more likely 
run down the streets. However, two and a half goddesses walking along 
with mortal men and women is the exception to the rule.

	"I just wish you'd let me Do the tests Urd."
	"Skuld, No."
	"Please?"
	"No."
	"Pretty please with a cup of sake on top?"
	".... Umm.. No."
	"PREETTY Please With a jug of wine on top?"
	"... Do want some cheese with that whine? I told you already, We 
wait for Belldandy."
	"Grrrr... I still think Bappo-chan can do it."
	"Err right."Urd said as they reached the doorway of the Tendo 
Dojo.
	To their right was Ranma having changed back to a male while in 
school. to their left was Shou and Hinnako, enjoying the warmth of the 
day and each other's company as Akane and Genma looked on. In any case, 
the party entered the house and a few seconds later, two splashes were 
heard as they saw Nadoka Soutome.

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Notes from Q. Hi, this is the end of the second chapter. I seem to keep 
hanging the end but I've a life and I have things that I have to do. 
(Like pack for my trip home.) I'll continue writing but we'll see where 
it goes. As always, send homage to Gerald E Jordan for helping me for 
this at starfire@brainerd.net. 
	If you want to send me mail 100% leave me a message on my guestbook
at my page at. http://www.geocities.com/tokyo/temple/3583/

*******

	Nadoka stood before the pond, the helm of her kimono fluttering 
in the unnatural breeze. Her katana stood as it had always stood sheathed 
in wood and again in cloth. But Genma trembled for her eyes were ice 
personified. 
	Genma in his panda form wanted to run to flee or pretend 
ignorance. Dispite his his teachings he was not a verry brave man or a 
smart one at that but his blood went cold when he heard her voice. 
	"Genma, we have things to discuss." She breathed. Glaciers could 
not have sounded so cold. 
	He meekly followed her as Kasumi appeared besides him and poured 
hot water down his back. Nodding back at her he nearly stumbled when he 
turned around again to see his wife's wintery gaze. . . Were those 
snowflakes dancing around her?
	He walked into the room with his wife against her heels and the 
door closed behind them.
	Kasumi smiled from the side holding up a kettle. "Shouldn't you 
change too Ranma?" 

***

	"Genma, What was the meaning of teaching our child the Neko-ten."
	"It's the most powerful techneque he's..." he trailed off as he 
saw a flicker of blue flames in her eyes. 
	"It cost him his sanity and a part of himself Genma. If he was not
able to snap out of it, he would have been stuck in that state. I'll 
soon learn about what other atrocities you have commited but that's not 
the least of my worries." She replied. "For there's the question of the 
promise." he paled. 
	She snorted. "Not just that idiot contract you made Ranma sign 
Husband but the other one. The one you promised me."
	He blinked. Confusion on his face. "You swore on your honour you 
would send back word telling me about my child. Settling my worries 
about him but you did not." fire replaced the ice in her eyes and he 
cringed back as she stalked forwards. 
	"You returned every month for the first year, then you went off 
for a year before you came back and now I've had to track you down for 
ten years TO SEE MY OWN CHILD!?!"

***

(outside)
	Something sounding like a large explosion along with various 
grunts, thuds and crashes sounded in the dojo and then silence. The 
dojo door silently slid open and Nadoka calmly stepped out, calmly 
smoothening her skirt. 
	"Ranma I would like to talk to you." she said and entered the 
house proper. Ranma nervously glanced at the dojo and followed after, 
noting that the cloth sheath for the sword was gone. 

	Akane looked into the Dojo, her eyes widening at what she saw. 
Genma was in the center of the room. Thrussed up in his own gi... or 
what was left of it. It looked like he had been hit by something large 
and flat and then used for a base for the plants that were gently 
bobbing around him. So arranged as to bring out artistic perfection. Red 
poppies decorated his face roses shuch a deep red as to seem black 
covered his eyes. tuilps with red centers stained with yellow to the 
petals and delicate green fronds covered most of the rest of his body 
while tiny yellow and brown tiger orchids guarded his hands and feet. 
	"She's a practitioner of the Miyu Honshin School of Flower 
aranging no doubt." said her father behind her. "Perhaps also the 
subbranch of rock sculpting too." he said as he inspected Nadoka's work. 
Hinnako smiled and cupped the silky petals of a tulip in her hand. 
	"Hmm. Olympic torch." 
	"What?" Akane asked. incredilious.
	"That's the name of this tulip." 
	"What do you think she's trying to say Miss Hinnako?" Shou smiled.
	"Well. she seems to be making a play on the names and across a few
cultures. 'Fire consumes the grass while tigers stalk away. Heroes red 
and black thus they make me stay.'" She said, smiling demurely at Shou. 
	"What?" Akane asked looking between the two of them. 

From Q. I'll explain later. 
***

	They entered the room that Ranma shaired with his father and sat 
down crossed legged on the floor. Nadoka silently set the sword on the 
floor besides her noting the wairy look Ranma kept casting at the weapon. 
	"Ranma."
	"Hai."
	"Do you dispute that you change into a girl when hit with cold 
water?"
	"I. . No."
	"Do you dispute that you have carried on the charade of being the
neice of Shou Tendo and fooled me into believing you are Ranko?"
	"It's dad's fa.." he stopped himself when her face darkened. "No." 
	"Then what else have you to tell me."
	"I... I guess I'll start at the beginning." and he did so, telling 
her about what happened since he got the curse. Nadoka shook her head at 
the actions of her husband at some instances and sighed in others but 
slowly the story came out. 
	". . . and so we entered the house today and saw you there."
	"And my husband jumped into the pond pulling you with him." She 
sighed. "He was never a brave man. Always talking about honour and 
reputation but in the end it was always just words in the wind." she 
stood up and paced, slowly gliding from corner to corner in the small 
room. 
	"It's not that he was not an honourable man at times but he.. he 
always took the easy way out." she settled down behind him and hugged him 
from the back. "But you have proven yourself, you have shown honour even 
when you hadn't truely known what it meant. You have done me proud." she 
said as tears flowed down her face. 
	Ranma sat there dumbfounded for a moment before turning around and 
hugging her back. 

	"mother." 

***

Somewhere 
	A young woman opened her large blue eyes and smiled into the wind. 
A young man looked down at her and blinked before turning his eyes back 
towards the two lane road. 
	"Bell?"
	"Hmm?"
	"why're..."	
	"Shhh." she said bringing a finger to her lips. "They'll be fine." 
she said, leaning her head against him as they zoomed through the 
relatively empty streets of Tokyo. 
	He smiled back at her and turned his attention back towards the 
road. 

***


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	Explanation. tigers follow their own agenda something like normal 
cats.  Heroes faces are painted red and black is in chinese opera while 
villians have white faces. 
	Then again red faces are also used to denote shame or pride across 
cultures and it's left to the interpretation as to how to deal with that. 

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