Soren:  I can always tell when someone has posted multiple chapters in 
rapid succession--They never fail to end up in the wrong order.

Date: Sun, 19 Oct 1997 18:14:41 -0400
To: fanfic@fanfic.com
From: prpchan@colba.net (P-R-P-Chan)
Subject: [FFML] [FANFIC][RANMA/TRAINSPOTTING]RANMASPOTTING Chapter 2

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

Ed.:  ``voice''
Soren:  Are you still here?

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!"

Ed.:  ``could'', not ``can''

	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

Hentai:  K-Kasumi?  Peeping?  The mind boggles....

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,

Ed.:  ``However,''

the seven girls seemed to be already tiring out.  she giggled again and 

went

Ed.:  ``She...''

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

Ed.:  ``about''

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

Hentai:  Heh, heh, that thumb ain't at all Freudian--Not a bit!

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!"

Hentai:  Write the Lemon!  I wanna see those dreams!
Mallet:  *Hover*
Hentai:  Alright, alright.

	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

Ed.:  ``engaged''

ever time we

Ed.: ``every''

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

Ed.:``It'd''

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

Ed.:  ``cheeks''
Hentai:  MMMM...Ukyo's cheeks...
Soren:  Baka.

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

Soren:  All right!  Ling-Ling and Lung-Lung get Honorable Mentions in a 
fic!

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

Ed.:  ``moment in'', ``Then...''

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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Thickskull:  I liked it.  It showed the impact drugs and prostitution 
can have on a person's life, while still rendering sympathetic 
characters--
Eggburp:  Aww, shaddup already.  You mean it kicks ass!
Thickskull:  I guess that's how a low-born peon like yourself would see 
it, yes.
Eggburp:  Hey!  Ain't nobody peed on me!  I got class, and so does this 
fic!
Thickskull:  You wouldn't know class in a fic if you sat on someone's 
lap and had them explain it to you!
Eggburp:  You're just upset 'cause I won't sit on *your* lap while we do 
these reviews!
Soren:  (hiding his eyes)  Mallet, if you would be so kind?
Mallet:  Smacks croquet-style into Eggburp, who slams into Thickskull, 
driving both of them through Freemage's skull.
Soren:  Thanks.

--Freemage

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