[Ranma][FanFic] Addicted - the Bet
MetroAnime
Yet another story in the storyarc of "The Bet"
all char tm their respective creators, etc.
LIME WARNING- nothing is actually described, but
there are implications.
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Happosai had been punted all the way to the Nekohanten
via Akane. Mousse had just had the usual run-in with
Cologne and Shampoo, neither were in a terribly good
mood when they met. A chance phrase by Mousse regarding
how much trouble women were causing him struck a chord
in Happosai, and the two went off to gripe to each
other.
Mousse wasn't used to drinking, but after three
scotches "neat" had become considerably looser. Mousse
confessed that, deep down, he thought he probably would
NEVER get the girl of his dreams. He had to try, though,
didn't he? Wasn't it the mark of a man that he would
rather perish than give up his dreams?
Happosai wasn't even nearly beginning to be drunk
after a single bottle of sake, but WAS surprised to
learn that Mousse was one of those people who got more
philosophical when lightly inebriated. This got him
thinking, something that always boded ominously for
anyone nearby.
"Akane, it was sweet lil' Akane. Ranma causes me no
end of problems, but Akane has lately been catching up."
"Shampoo, Cologne, maybe I've just learned out here in
the outside world that not all women have to be bitches.
Maybe that's it and I just want something more than to
be ordered around and beaten on all the time."
"You know, Mousse," Happosai turned slitted eyes
towards his drinking partner. "There is something we
could try that'd make us feel a LOT better."
"What's that?" Mousse stared at his drink.
Happosai filled Mousse in on his plan. Mousse didn't
even notice the Reversal Jewel on his robes as he found
himself agreeing. "Humiliate 'em," Mousse muttered. It
had a certain ring to it.
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It was a nice little party. Shampoo had no idea about
this "spaghetti" stuff, but it seemed okay. So Mousse
was leaving forever, and for a sendoff he'd ordered a
huge dish of this Italian food and arranged for a
sendoff at the Tendo dojo.
Shampoo kept trying to glomp Ranma, Akane kept trying
to hit Ranma, Ukyou trying to break up either the Amazon
Glomp or Akane Pummelling from moment to moment, and
Kasumi and Nabiki quietly eating. The two fathers had
left quickly, when Happosai announced a training mission
he had in mind, and Happi was still looking for both
Genma and Soun.
Mousse smiled. Phase One complete. Each of the victims
had eaten enough of the Special Mushrooms. He'd found
this song weeks ago, and had thought it described
something of his relationship with Shampoo. The original
was some Westerner, the current version by some Japanese
group that occasionally did this sort of thing.
<SNAP!>
The six people in the dining room stiffened as the
post-hypnotic mushrooms went into effect. The tape had
been queued up so that the words began immediately.
Nabiki's camcorder was turned on, as Happosai wanted
to see the events when he got back.
"Your lights are on, but you're not home
Your mind is not your own
Your heart sweats, your body shakes
Another kiss is what it takes..."
A little incense burner was carefully inserted into
the room. Mousse knew better than to sniff some of it
himself. The general effect would be similar to that
Viagra stuff the news agencies kept talking about.
"You can't sleep, you can't eat
There's no doubt, you're in deep
Your throat is tight, you can't breathe
Another kiss is all you need..."
Mousse made sure the camcorder caught most of the
room on a wide angle shot. When Happosai came back, he'd
get the tape, and he could make copies of it. The
humiliation value would be priceless.
"Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the
stuff, oh yeah"
Akane and Nabiki both seemed to nod at that. Mousse
made sure that he had adequate ventilation and prowled
the area. Nothing must interfere. Nothing. For the years
of suffering that Shampoo had put him through, this was
a mere drop in the bucket. Mousse was counting on Happi
to make sure that Cologne saw Shampoo's humiliation, as
Mousse had no intention of being anywhere near them when
the tapes began to circulate.
"It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough,
you know you're
Gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love."
Only a few more minutes now, Mousse glanced into the
room. Everything was still going on as planned. The
signs outside proclaiming "Dojo closed, Back in three
hours" and the low level thugs he'd bribed with some
odd Chinese artifacts would help discourage casual
visitors.
"You see the signs, but you can't read
You're runnin' at a different speed
Your heart beats in double time
Another kiss and you'll be mine,
"A one track mind,
You can't be saved
Oblivion is all you crave
If there's some left for you
You don't mind if you do."
Mousse checked. Yes, everyone was eating some more of
the drugged spaghetti.
The tape editing, done that very morning, cut the
overall time of the tape by removing the choruses and
the guitar solo. Time was of the essence here, Mousse
knew. The longer it went on, the better the chance for
an interruption.
"Your lights are on, but you're not home
Your will is not your own
Your heart sweats and teeth grind
Another kiss and you'll be mine."
Mousse gritted his teeth. Ryouga was wandering up to
the front gate, the thugs wouldn't be able to handle
Ryouga. Mousse jumped down from his perch and began
a tale of how Akane and Ranma were out on a date at
the park. Ryouga left, swearing to break up the couple.
Mousse hoped that he had never been that easy to
manipulate. He listened as the additional commands
were quickly given with the music continuing to play
as a background. Oh yes, this was going to be nasty.
<SNAP!> The tape ended. With a grin, and some lingering
regrets, Mousse walked to the door of the room and
snapped his fingers. He checked the camcorder on the
way out, making sure it was running. It was time to go,
but he'd left a forwarding address with Happosai so that
he could get a copy. This would be SO amusing.
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Akane awoke, hearing Happosai's distinctive
chuckle as the little lech ran from outside the room
off to something. Whatever, as long as he was going
away. It was kind of chilly, though.
Akane's eyes snapped open as she realized
that a) she was sore and tired, in an unusual way,
b) she was chilly because she was naked,
c) she was NOT alone.
It was night outside, but there was sufficient
light that Akane could see what a mess the room was in.
The table with the remains of the spaghetti had been
thrown over to the side, and there were naked bodies
everywhere.
"Uhmmmmmm." Kasumi was beginning to stir.
Akane looked at the trashed room and made a
mistake. She screamed. This not only woke everyone up,
but caused a throbbing sensation about one inch behind
her right eye.
"Aiyaaa."
"Oh my."
"I...didn't. Did I?" Nabiki blushed.
"It's not my fault! Oh man, did we? Uh oh."
"Ranma, you PERVERT!"
"Now, now, Akane! I don't really think this was
Ranchan's idea."
"Maybe you're right, Ukyou." Akane related that
she had heard Happosai upon waking up.
"Anyone see my clothes?"
"Sorry, Kasumi, I think these used to be them."
Nabiki thought for a moment. "Where's Mousse."
"He not here," Shampoo looked around.
"That's it!" Nabiki snapped her fingers.
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"Urrrrghhhh." Kasumi was the first to wake up
this time. She was QUITE sore. Pushing Shampoo off of
her (and waking the amazon up at the same time) Kasumi
made an idle comment about having to replace the tatami
mats in this room a bit earlier than she'd planned.
The morning sun was shining in through the
doorway. Somehow Kasumi doubted anyone would make it to
school today. Still, some hot tea would be lovely right
now. The caffeine would be necessary.
"Ungh," Ranma went to the furo. He wanted an ice
pack, but knew he'd have to settle for a cold rinse for
now.
Akane started coming in, saw Ranma and began to
close the door.
"Akane leave? Then Shampoo go in."
"Ranma's already in there."
"Akane? What difference does it make at this
point if Ranchan's in there? I think we've pretty much
cut through a lot of that right now. Besides, I REALLY
need to scrub after that."
"Shampoo agree with Spatula Girl. Shampoo see
entirely too much of everyone here, but think Shampoo
really need to get clean."
Nabiki shouldered past all three blocking the
doorway and sat next to Ranma. "Personally, I think I
could scrub all day long and still not feel clean."
"Aiyaa. Mercenary girl right. Shampoo have odd
taste in mouth too."
"Uhm. Got any mouthwash around here, guys?"
"Sure, Ukyou. I think we ALL know how we got
such things and we really DON'T need to linger on the
details, now do we?" Nabiki began scrubbing with a
vengeance.
Ranma just tried to ignore everyone around him.
This was very difficult for him, a test of his self-
control beyond anything he'd had before. He knew that if
he just glanced, he'd end up staring.
"Shampoo." Nabiki hesitated.
"Yes?"
"You remember that Formula 110 you used on Akane
back when you first came to Japan?"
"Of course, Shampoo remember."
"I REALLY want to forget about this."
"Shampoo really not happy about way first night
with airen go, either. Shampoo know Amazon Law though,
and Shampoo know two solutions. One, give kiss of death
to all other women involved then kill everyone. If
Shampoo no kill everyone, then others from Village do."
"Your society doesn't believe in halfway
measures, does it, sugar?"
Shampoo nodded. "Is so. Two, have ceremony.
Everyone inducted into Amazon Tribe. Then members of
Amazon Tribe no have to hunt down and kill."
Nabiki hung her head. She was sore, she was
tired, and she felt like she'd be walking a bit funny
for the next several days at least. Right now, she knew
she and the others were still in shock and emotionally
numb from their shared experience. "What kind of
ceremony?"
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Cologne was NOT a happy camper. One doesn't get
to be her age without learning to control one's temper,
and this was one of those occasions where something had
to be done NOW and recriminations and blame could be
assessed after damage control had been done.
Besides, she'd seen the videotape delivered and
the note in Happosai's handwriting. She suspected what
was on the tape, and figured that it would eventually
get back to the homeland. THAT would be bad if she
hadn't found a way to deal with it before then.
"Induction into the tribe of amazons will make
you sisters of Shampoo, you understand this? She is your
elder sister and you will defer to her in all matters
concerning the tribe. You will be bound by the laws of
the tribe and our customs. Are there any objections?"
Everyone was silent, though there were any
number of glares exchanged.
Cologne was rushing the ceremony. Not because
of amazon kill-squads, but because once the little group
got over their shock they'd probably not be able to deal
with each other for months. That meant doing this NOW.
Then, Cologne promised herself, she was going
to lock herself in her room, watch the tape and either
laugh or cry for the next several hours. Probably both
as well as get roaring drunk.
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It was three days later, when Nabiki made a
morning announcement to the world, that the real
problems began.
"Bleeararrraargghghhhhhhh."
"Oh my. I better make some ginger tea."
Akane, holding her stomach and turning
slightly green, held up two fingers.
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i had gotten sufficient numbers on the votes from
"the Art" for an "all the girls" ending. Obviously,
this one would be VERY different. Figure the time is
shortly after the Reversal Jewel OAV.
what would happen if this one wins "The Bet"? Well,
think about it: Cologne as the Elder teaching her new
charges Amazon Lore. Kasumi relearning combat skills,
as well as Nabiki. Akane, Nabiki, and one other are
pregnant. (No, it is NOT Ranma-chan!) Nabiki, Ukyou,
Ranma and Akane are still going to school and there
are copies of that tape being sold and distributed
all over Nerima? What are our hapless inductees into
the Amazon Tribe going to do? Who marries Ranma? HINT:
it is not Kodachi.
No, this is NOT how "Dragon's Destiny" will end. It
COULD end that way, but I had ONE in mind...
i won't e-mail copies of anything except to my sempai
or pre-readers. if you didn't get something, wait till
the finished version is posted to the RAAC who will
possibly archive it.
Ja ne,
gregg