well i made a mistake and left the tag for the previous post as just 
'prelude' ... it shouldv'e been 'prelude and chapter 1' anyways here is
chapter 2 once again send replies to either me ( i will forward them) or
<rkalman@dsuper.net>.  Chapter three may be following in a couple of
days... or maybe even tonight, i just have to speak to Ben to ask him
if the copy of Chapter 3 i got from him is complete or not..


	RANMASPOTTING
	By: Ben Kalman <rkalman@dsuper.net>
	Chapter 2

	Genma stumbled home.  He wasn't sure what time it was, but he'd run out of what
little money he had and couldn't afford any more sake,  so he'd figured it
must be bedtime. 
Singing a Samurai war chant, in a loud (and rather off-key) coice, he
somehow managed to
stumble his way upstairs.  Noting that he hadn't washed or even changed
clothes in the last
few..days..or was it weeks? "Oh well," He though as he raised his voice for
the chorus, if 
you can call it that," I might as well break my routine and change now!"
	As lights started turning on, and everyone looked in the hall to see if the
noise 
they heard was P-Chan stuck in the air conditioner again, Genma finished his
merry tune, 
took a swig from his hip flask, and bowed to his audience.  Ranma, looking
rather 
embarrassed, grabbed his father and attempted to pull him into their room.
	"Ranma, m'boy (hic) coming to join yer dear ol' dad in a tune (hic)?"
	"This isn't very funny y'know, Pop," Ranma whispered, "Everyone's starin'!"
	Nabiki stifled a loud yawn and turned back to bed, cursing the bad sense of
humor
the gods must have had to have forced her into being born into such a
family.  Soun's face
darkened with each moment, until Kasumi kindly gave him a valium and tucked
him in.  Then
she looked in on Ranma and Genma, to make sure that everything was under
control.  
Apparently it was.  Although Genma was snoring loudly enough to rival a
freight train, Ranma
seemed to be dozing off as well. "Funny," she thought, "But he seems to be
losing weight..."
	She heard a couple of giggles coming from Master Happosai's room, so she
went to 
take a peek though the hole she'd drilled through the wall for these such
occasions.  There
were similar ones looking into every room in the house. "Oh my!" She
exclaimed to herself
quietly, and covered her mouth as she giggled.  Happosai was engaged in some
very naughty
games with several...er...ladies...of not so high standing.  Actually, they
seemed to be 
less ladylike and more adolescent.  Although they handled him like
pros...she had never
realized the old guy was quite so energetic...or so virile for that matter.
Howeever, 
the seven girls seemed to be already tiring out.  she giggled again and went
to check on
Akane before going to sleep herself.  Akane was curled into a foetal
position, her head 
shaking back and forth.  She was repeating, "No...please...no," over and
over again.  Kasumi
was abou to go in and wake her from her nightmare, when P-Chan nuzzled into
Akane and rested
his head against her breast.  She let out a contented sigh, pulling P-Chan
closer, and 
mumbled, "Oh yes..Dr.Tofu..i'm only happy when you're inside me..."
	Kasumi's head snapped up with a start.  Dr.Tofu was hers! Her territory!
However,
when she saw Akane's thumb go into her mouth as she fell into a deeper,
dreamless sleep,
Kasumi realized how silly she was being.  After all, Akane was still a
child, and still a
virgin of course.  She wouldn't understand what sex was, certainly not in
the way that 
Kasumi and Dr.Tofu regularly explored it.  Shaking her head at how
ridiculous she was to
even consider being jealous, of *Akane* of all people, even for a
moment...she giggled once
again, and headed off to bed, "Let Akane dream her little girlish fantasies
and puppy loves,
I'll dream of the real thing!"


	Ranma leaned against the wall of Ukyo's apartment, while Ukyo rested her
head in 
his lap.  He studied the wall opposite him, lost in his thoughts, and
absently stroking the
side of her face.  She concentrated on eh ceiling, content to be with Ranma.
Suddenly, she
turned over, and looked in Ranma's eyes, holding her head in her hands.
	"Ranma.." She started, then stopped, hesitant to speak.
	Ranma smiled down at Ukyo, his trance snapped. "Yes, Hon?"
	"Why don't we..you know,you..and me.." She stopped again, a faint blush
rising on 
her cheeks.
	Ranma leaned forward and kissed her gently. "Don't worry, you can tell me.
What's
the matter?"
	"Let's get married," She burst out, releasing the words in an explosion of
emotion,
"We're technically engaed anyway, and then you wouldn't have to sneak here
ever time we 
wanted some time alone...or a good shot!"
	"Yeah, but what about Akane? It's break her heart if I left! And I owe her
family
at least an explanation...without their money we'd have never been able to
afford the junk.
After all, Nabiki's the one who supplies us most of the time, anyway.
Except when the old
hag has a surplus, that is-" He cut himself off, when he saw the tears
slowly making their
way down Ukyo's cheksm only to roll off onto the floor.  "Ukyo...what's
wrong?" Ranma asked
softly as he gently wiped her tears away.
	"Akane this, Akane that! AKEN AKANE AKANE!!! Do you love *her* or do you
love ME! 
Tell me now, or leave me forever, because I can't stand another woman
controlling your life,
Ranma! I want you with me forever, with no one else to stand in my way!"
	"Ukyo, dearest, you know I love you...but you also know that in his
drunkedness, my
stupid promised me to three women...plus the fact that I'm technically
married to three 
others," Ranma shuddered as a picture of Shampoo and her sisters entered his
mind. "I love
you more than all of them put together, but I'm stuck!"
	Ukyo collapsed into a heap, and just sobbed for a moment, before looking
up.  Her 
face was pale, her nose and eyes red.  Tears were streaming down her face as
she looked up 
and said in an almost inaudible whisper, "Then go Ranma...leave my life
forever.  I can't
share you..I need you, and if you can't live with me, and me alone, married
or not, then 
you can't live with me at all."
	Now it was Ranma's turn to start crying, "Why Ukyo, why??  You've always
known my
situation, but you've never brought it up before...why now?"
	"Because I'm pregnant, and you were my first and only, Ranma...it has to be
yours!"
	Ranma looked at her a momentin a state of disbelief.  then he reached
forward and 
drew Ukyo into his arms.  He held her for a few minutes of slience, the
whispered in her 
ear, "Then I choose you.  My love for you is so strong that I would never
leave such a 
burden on you.  I give you my heart and soul...and my hand in marriage."
	He leaned forward and kissed, and she returned his kiss fiercely, her eyes
aglow
with pride.  While still locked in this embrace, Ranma reached over for the
baggie of hash 
he'd just scored earlier.  He hadn't heard the man, who now stepped on his
hand, enter.  He
looked up in acombination of surprise and annoyance, and was about to get up
when he saw the
pistol.
	"Wha-?" Was all he could say when he was shot, twice in the gut.  Ukyo
screamed, her
shrieks singing out shrilly through her three room apartment, until the man
swung the butt
of his longhorn revolver across her temple.  He bound and gagged her
unconcious body, waited
a few moments to make sure no one had heard her scream, then carried her
away, leaving the 
convulsing form of Ranma to shiver on the floor in a puddle of his own blood.


        
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