Hi everybody! I was reading Machiavel tonight, and couldn't help putting
this together. It's my first posting on the FFML, so don't be too
hard�C&C welcome, if such a short thing deserves it.
Another thing: I'm not a native english speaking person, so be gentle
with grammar and orthograph, owwwkay ^__-?


Disclaimer: I didn't do it. It's Takahashi Rumiko Sama, the Great
Goddess whose Throne stands on the right of BuddhAnime  Himself, who
created, drawn and also now sells Ranma 1/2. I'm using her characters
without authorization, and this is only for fun, not for money.
Blablablablah.


                          HE WHO MAKES DOLLS DANCE IN THE LIGHT OF
CANDLES

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             A shortfic by Dave the green-eyed frenchie, a.k.a. Nabiki's
Lover. Yeah, I dig that character.



I always wondered how it could feel. Being strong, being chased by
girls. Most of them (actually all of them believe me to be a complete
jerk, and someone too much stuck in his readings and his plans to
destroy the evil Saotome). I should be, but am not respected in this
school. I don't see why: I'm certainly much more intelligent than this
idiot. I'm just a bit shy.
I always wondered how it would feel to win. Reach the top of the
mountain and contemplate the world, screaming "I am now the best!".
There are chances it never happens. Not in the open anyway. I'm not very
good to fight in the daylights. I'm a man of the shadow.
Knowledge is power, and in the darkness of my private library, during my
long overnight readings, I am making sure that step by step knowledge
becomes mine. Now you know why I have those weird eyes, don't you?
They don't understand how clever I am. Do they think I believe in the
power supposedly held in those voo-doo puppets of mine? Hey, they never
wondered why I care to pin them on trees during day hours, since such a
ritual should be performed only at night. That's my cover. The less
people expect danger coming from your side, the more had they will be
hit when the time comes.
And time will come. Very soon.
How wrong I was when I bought that stupid electronic armour. I don't
need any superhuman strenght to take Saotome down. I have more. I have
information.
I can hear you saying "Hey, Nabiki Tendo IS the one who has the best
informations all over Nerima!"
Sure, guys, sure. The trouble is she would never tell anybody about
Ranma's curse. Oh! Sorry. You thought I was not aware of this? Come on.
I am keeping a log of all the cursed inhabitants in Nerima. With the
kind of books I have in my bookshells, how could I possibly not know
about Jusenkyo?
I even know much more than the so-called Jusenkyo guide. An ancient
chinese scroll gave me the complete map of the place. And also the
listing of some other places with Nyannichuan, can you imagine that?
When I located the nearest site, I didn't believe it. Now I'm sure.
There's a pocket of Nyannichuan in such a place that when he will know,
when all of them will know, the Saotome and the Tendo, it'l be the end
of their projects. Ohhh�I can see you'd die to know where it is. Maybe
you will. No, I'm joking.
thirteen meters under the Tendo Dojo! What an irony! That stupid bunch
of muscles has been sleeping, eating and fighting with Akane, dancing on
a Nyannichuan spring all these years!
I beg you pardon? He'll be happy? Oh, for sure. He'll be absolutely
euphoric for about five minutes. After that comes the biggest hangover
in his whole life.
Dance, Ranma, dance...dance on my music.
Due to the geological structure of the site, if they want to reach this
pocket of precious water, they'll compromise the floor's stability in a
radius of 600 meters. All the place would or will crumble.
Now, now, I'm not such a creep. I wouldn't throw people in the street
that way. I have a family too, and I do love my parents. I love my home.
I'll just make sure Saotome ceases to enjoy his staying at the Tendo's.
We Japanese people are strongly bounded to our homes, and if curing
Ranma means destroy their dojo, the Tendo's, even Akane-san, will never
agree. And from then, they will live�knowing they have the cure under
their feet, and Saotome will grow bitter. A little more every day. He
will lose his sleep, and his arguments with Akane-san will take a new
direction.
It's much more easy to sacrifice one's life than one's home. That's odd,
but true. And think about Nabiki! She even might be a great help to my
plan. All these years, she worked hard in her own way to keep the
Tendo's in a decent condition. She'll better sacrifice Ranma and Akane's
romance than the dojo. She likes her sister a lot, but that shaky
relationship between Akane and Ranma won't be enough to stop her. Not
when her family's security is in balance. She'll probably make up
something to make the Saotome leave the dojo all for good. Ranma will
find out. From bitter he'll turn furious. Then will come the absolute
and definitive breaking between the two branches of the Anything Goes
Martial arts.
Dance, dance, all of you, I'm the M.C. standing in the shadows...
You think this can't work? You think they'll find something like a
compromise? Which one, may I ask? The cure or the Dojo. Soun Tendo gave
the best of his life in building this place. No way he can give it up.
You'll say I'm a complete bastard, but think *this* over: will he
destroy the house his late wife lived and died in? The place where they
rose their children? All this, just for Ranma Saotome?
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I trust you not to say anything about it. My plan is running right now,
and it took me three yers to put it together. At this very moment, while
we're talking, every member of the Tendo/Saotome tribe has received his
own copy of both the parchment and the Geological Analyses Office report
written fifteen years ago. By anonymous mail of course. I'm too young to
die�and I'm eager to come and pick up the pieces of Akane's heart after
Saotome will have broken it with his big pawns.
I'm tired. Yes, indeed. Still, this will not be over with Saotome gone.
I also have to think of a plan to get rid of this stinky millionaire
Kuno. A more interesting target than Saotome. I do not like easy
winnings. They leave you empty.
I started to takes notes about him since that first time we were
partners, during the "neko-ken" affair�I was dissecting him all those
years and he didn't notice about it. Still he's wise, and his sister
even more. That makes it a challenge.
I still have long nights to stay awake, and check out a few things in
the Kuno legacy's past. I made photocopies of the City Hall records�now
I leave you.
I do not believe in voodoo puppets, but I like them for they are the
same than people.
If you have the right strings, you can make them dance, dance, dance�and
if they cannot dance anymore, cut the strings. That's what scissors are
for.Scissors and swords...but I told you too much already.

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Afterwords: Don't ask me why I wanted to write about Gosunkugi the
Living Dead, it just came like that. Now, I think he has a great
potential as a true evil character. I wanted to point that if he used
his brains for something else than gutting chickens in the name of
Cthulhu and Yogg-Sottoth, he could throw chaos everywhere.
Old Nicky Machiavel's law still works, after all: divide them, and
you'll rule them.

                                                                    "You
think I like Order? You're wrong. I prefer Chaos."

Shinobu Nagumo to captain Tsuge

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