Switching Heirs:
An Altered Destiny

By: Dreiser

-Sixteen-

	Yawning Ukyo rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she walked 
down the hall and towards the furo. Padding next to her at an easy 
pace was C-chan who, for some reason, refused to leave her side 
since last night. Her pet had been acting strangely for the past few 
days. It was almost like the cat was feeling melancholy and 
contemplating something. Walking into the furo Ukyo turned on the 
hot water and quickly discarded her clothing. Putting her oak brown 
hair up in a high ponytail she shifted her sandalwood gaze to her pet. 
C-chan was sitting in the corner looking at her thoughtfully.
	"What is it girl?" asked Ukyo softly. "You have something on 
your mind?" 
	C-chan released a heavy puff of air, a silent sigh of sorts, then 
rested her chin on her front paws. It was as if she was trying to come 
to an internal decision. Baffled at this reaction Ukyo shrugged then 
lowered herself into the now full bath. Closing her eyes Ukyo allowed 
her mind to drift over the events of the past few days. With her 
performance in the auditorium all the rumors about Ranma had 
disappeared but she found herself being met with twice the amount of 
stares then she had before. 
	Not that it bothered Ukyo, all her life she had been used to 
others being unable to understand how she lived. That was the way it 
had been ever since she was little. She was always the one on the 
outside looking in but more and more lately it seemed like Ukyo was 
part of something greater then herself. She and the others had formed 
their own reality of sorts within their chosen family structure. 
Something that was very hard to disturb or invade. It feels wonderful 
to have others believe in you.
	Sandalwood eyes opened as Ukyo sensed something 
approaching. Glancing to her right she saw that C-chan was perched 
on the edge of the furo staring at the water pensively. Chuckling at bit 
Ukyo pushed herself up from her former relaxed position. 
	"What is it? Do you want to scrub my back girl?" asked Ukyo 
playfully.
	At this question C-chan lifted her gaze and gave Ukyo what 
some could call a seductive smile before jumping into the tub. Blinking 
at this sudden action Ukyo could only gape as the tub overflowed as 
from the depths of the water rose the glistening figure of Shampoo.
	Smiling sweetly at Ukyo, who had a frozen look of disbelief on 
her features, Shampoo purred, "Nihao my Airen. Shampoo scrub your 
back if you scrub hers."
	"Shampoo!" cried Ukyo, backing up against the tub anxiously. 
Gripping the sides of it she gaped at the Amazon who continued to 
smile sweetly at her. "You're C-chan?! All this time you were her?"
	Tilting her head to one side Shampoo sunk easily into the tub 
and wore a face of pure relaxation. This action served in calming 
Ukyo's nerves and the okonomiyaki chef mimicked this action while 
gazing curiously at her companion.
	"When Shampoo leave Airens she go back home to 
Joketsuzoku..." The purple haired Amazon took on a face of sadness. 
"Elder, Hiibaachan, felt Shampoo brought dishonor on her tribe." 
Shampoo paused with a look of frustration on her features. Even 
though her time as C-chan in the dojo had helped her Japanese she 
still wasn't adept in speaking the language. Knowing this she slipped 
back into her native tongue saying, "<This left me with no recourse and 
I found myself agreeing to prove my skill as a warrior by training with 
my Great Grandmother at Jusenkyo.>" Shampoo said wryly, 
"<Unfortunately for me, I wasn't at my best and Great Grandmother 
succeeded in an assault, effectively knocking me into Maoniichuan, the 
spring of drowned cat.>" Saying this Shampoo gave Ukyo a sad look 
as she recalled her Airen's fear of the creatures.
	Flinching at the word cat Ukyo replied slowly, "<But why 
send yourself in the mail in your cursed form? Why not just come and 
talk to us as a human being? I don't understand why you needed to 
disguise yourself all these weeks.>"
	"<Silly Airen,>" said Shampoo fondly. "<I needed to know 
more about you and my second Airen Ranma. You must realize that I 
know very little about you two and you both know almost nothing of 
me. I had to determine if my Airens were truly right for me and if not 
what actions I was to take. By pretending to be C-chan I was granted 
an honest view of both your personalities. It enabled me to learn what 
kind of people you are without causing you any fear.>" Shampoo 
chuckled softly, "<Well, hardly any fear.>" She amended, "<I must say 
Ukyo, I was quite pleased when you overcame your phobia for my 
sake. It was valiant.>"
	Blushing Ukyo turned beet red at this. <"Thanks, I tried my 
best,>" she replied nervously. "<But what kind of people did you 
decide we are Shan-pu?>"
	"<Good ones,>" Shampoo smiled softly. "<We are, to be 
blunt, barely more than strangers and yet you both worried for my 
welfare. Though you do not understand the laws of my tribe you and 
Ranma have displayed a willingness to learn and perhaps even obey 
them if need be. I find these very appealing characteristics in would-be 
Airens. So,>" the Amazon paused looking coyly at Ukyo. "<I would 
very much like to arrange things so we three might come to a mutual 
romantic relationship.>" Moving smoothly through the water Shampoo 
approached the other girl who was frozen once again. Stretching her 
arms Shampoo wrapped nimble fingers around the nape of Ukyo's 
neck. Leaning forward Shampoo murmured sensuously in her ear and 
Ukyo shivered on feeling of Shampoo's warm breath against her skin. 
"<I find you very attractive my Airen, no matter what your form.>" 
Pulling back Shampoo gazed deeply into sandalwood ones. "<And 
what about you? Do you find me as attractive as that street fighter you 
once bedded?>" 
	Mentioning Sakura scarlet eyes burned with clear jealousy and 
Ukyo blinked in realization. All those times C-chan had hissed at her 
former lover. The mysterious scratches Sakura accused their pet of. 
Shampoo was jealous of the street fighter for having been with Ukyo. 
Shampoo must have wondered why Ukyo could have been with 
Sakura and not herself. The street fighter proved Ukyo wasn't 
opposed to dating females so that left Shampoo wondering why she 
wasn't an option. Just as Sakura herself asked, under the guise of 
playful teasing, why Ukyo would consider being with both Ranma and 
Shampoo while Sakura herself was excluded from ever being thought 
of in such an arrangement. It seemed the two girls shared a conjoined 
sense of envy for the other's relationship with Ukyo.
	"<Shan-pu,>" whispered Ukyo tenderly. Lifting her hand from 
the depths of the tub she ran it gently across the Amazon's cheek who 
leaned into her touch. Watching this action Ukyo smiled, recalling how 
C-chan would do the same thing. Now she knew where her pet got it 
from. She noted from the beginning that the purple haired Amazon was 
a person who craved affection. Albeit physical or emotional. Inclining 
her head forward Ukyo rested her forehead against Shampoo's while 
saying, "<I find you very attractive. Just as much as Sakura... and 
maybe even more.>" Hearing this Shampoo broke into a triumphant 
smile and Ukyo sighed. Pulling back she wagged a finger at the 
Amazon. "<Now don't you start being petty about these things. I 
thought you were above such emotions.>"
	"<Above? Me?>" Shampoo questioned playfully. "<I think 
not. Especially when it comes to the affections of my Airen.>" Seeing 
the slight tense in Ukyo when she said this Shampoo asked carefully, 
"<It bothers you so much to be called my Airen, Ukyo?>"
	"<Not so much bothers, but it feels strange. Despite my curse 
I still feel very much female and I don't think I'll ever get used to being 
called someone's Airen,>" Ukyo said sheepishly. "<It's nothing against 
you Shan-pu.>"
	"<Mmm,>" Shampoo purred. "<I should hope not...>" the 
Amazon trailed off, as scarlet eyes scanned the furo in speculation. 
Her brow furrowed Shampoo wore a solemn look on her beautiful 
features.
	Blinking at this sudden change in mood Ukyo questioned, 
"<What is it? Is something wrong?>"
	Before Shampoo could reply a low cracking sound met their 
ears and a burst of rubble flew outward. Gaping they saw that the far 
wall, where the window overlooking the lawn had been, was now 
completely crushed. Moving on instinct Ukyo covered Shampoo's 
frame with her own against this unknown menace. As the smoke 
cleared away the svelte form of a girl with chestnut colored hair, 
wearing a silken Chinese style outfit was revealed. Overall the girl 
looked extremely similar to Shampoo, giving the impression they were 
by some means related.
	"<Per-fum!>" exclaimed Shampoo, both shocked at her fellow 
Amazon's arrival and at Ukyo protecting her.
	Sapphire eyes carefully took in the pair. "<Cousin.>" Perfume 
said evenly, her voice one of resounding calm. "<I have been 
instructed to carry out your duties for you should you find them 
impossible to take up.>" Retrieving a pair of glinting double axes 
Perfume smiled dangerously. "<Either this one marries you or I'll be 
forced to do what I'm best at.>"
	Rising to her full height, still effectively shielding Shampoo from 
the other girl, Ukyo drawled, "<Oh? And what would that be? 
Breaking through walls? I don't like your tone of voice lady! My 
business with Shan-pu is between us and no one else.>"
	"<Heh,>" scoffed Perfume. "<Hardly. Your disregard for our 
laws have affected all in the tribe. Once I've finished with you I'll take 
up our grievances with the pigtailed boy you seem so fond of. Both of 
Shan-pu's Airens will brought back! Either dead or alive.>"
	"<NO! Cousin, please!>" cried Shampoo in certain 
desperation. "<They did not know the severity of their wrongs against 
me! My Airens did not know better! Please don't do this!>"
	Gazing at her kinswoman sapphire eyes softened and Perfume 
said, "<I am truly sorry Shan-pu but these are my orders from the 
Elder. Great Grandmother herself is supervising this mission. I cannot 
divert from my task. Understand and accept this.>"
	Paling, Shampoo questioned rapidly, "<Great Grandmother is 
here? These are her personal orders?>"
	"<Yes,>" replied Perfume with a short nod. "<I've been sent 
to carry out her orders before she herself will intervene to rule on the 
situation.>" Sapphire eyes burned into Ukyo and Perfume scorned, 
"<It would be in your best interest if you simply surrendered now 
outsider. I don't think you understand the consequences of your 
reluctance.>"
	"<Oh, I understand perfectly,>" Ukyo hissed angrily.
 "<You've been sent here to pressure the three of us into a situation 
none of us want. Why can't you people just leave us all alone to figure 
it out on our own? We don't need or want your interference!>" Slowly 
Ukyo stepped out of the tub and shining from the water, she studied 
Perfume carefully with sandalwood eyes. Cracking her knuckles Ukyo 
declared, "<If fighting you is the only way to ensure all of our freedom 
then that's what I'll do. For mine, Ranchan, and Shan-pu's sake I don't 
have any other option.>" After saying this she felt a short jerk at her 
hand and looking down Ukyo was met by the pleading eyes of 
Shampoo. 
	"<Airen,>" Shampoo appealed. "<Don't do this. Per-fum is 
the tribal Enforcer. She's just a good a fighter as me. In many ways, 
perhaps even better.>"
	"<Shan-pu,>" Ukyo said gravely. "<I have to do this. It 
sounds like she isn't about to give up anytime soon and I'm not going 
to let her bully us. The nature of our relationship should be decided by 
us three and no others.>" Pulling away from Shampoo's grasp Ukyo 
focused her attention on Perfume while moving into a defensive stance. 
"<I'm ready. Go ahead and make your move.>"
	The Amazon Enforcer formed an arrogant smirk as she lifted 
her axes and in a flash of movement she dove at Ukyo who nimbly 
evaded the attack. As she faced this assault the chef came to a dark 
realization. In the heat of her verbal confrontation with Perfume she 
hadn't stop to consider one very important factor. Those axes.
	Perfume was wielding, very efficiently she noted, a pair of 
large double axes while Ukyo was lacking her usual barrage of 
weapons, including her battle spatula and miniature throwing spatulas. 
To Ukyo's dismay the chestnut haired Amazon had become a whirling 
dervish of motion making herself a very deadly enemy. Ukyo found 
herself barely able to dodge the oncoming assaults despite using all her 
concentration. Resorting to desperation and sudden tactics Ukyo 
tossed a bar of soap into the fray, sliding it towards her opponent's 
feet, only to frown as Perfume easily avoided this move, and became 
more angry at such a sneaky move being used against her. Continuing 
in her spinning onslaught of axes Perfume held nothing back and Ukyo 
winced as several hairs were lost as she scarcely made away with her 
head. Ducking as a storm of tiles flew at her, while Perfume sliced 
through the wall instead of her intended target, Ukyo quickly ran 
through her options.
	Crouching down low Ukyo knew she had no other choice 
than to use the last resort technique taught to her long ago by the old 
man. Perfume wasn't about to let up and Ukyo wasn't a match against 
the Amazon without her weapons. She had to get some distance 
between them to think out her strategy. So pushing back on her heels 
Ukyo disappeared in a puff of smoke, vaulting out the gaping hole to 
the furo wall, while shouting, "Saotome school of Anything Goes 
martial arts final attack! Ready... set... run away!"
	Shampoo and Perfume both gaped at this hurried exit. While 
the two Amazons pondered this odd maneuver the door to the furo 
opened revealing the perplexed figures of Ranma and Sakura. Not 
noticing the pair Perfume turned on her heel, pursuing Ukyo with the 
utmost tenacity.
	"What's going--" Ranma halted this question as he locked eyes 
on a very naked Shampoo standing in the furo. "Sh-Sh-Shampoo!" he 
stammered nervously, grabbing his nose as it began bleeding. "What're 
you doing here?" Covering his eyes Ranma turned away and felt 
around for one of the robes they kept in the furo. 
	Scowling at the mess of rubble Sakura muttered accusingly to 
Shampoo, "I suppose you did all this, huh?"
	Ignoring Sakura the purple haired Amazon dashed up to 
Ranma crying, "Ranma! This all done by Shampoo Cousin, Perfume 
the Enforcer! She sent to bring back Airens, is after Ukyo! We must 
help!"
	"Ucchan?" breathed Ranma, still covering his eyes he handed a 
robe to Shampoo who put it on quickly. "Ucchan is in trouble?" 
Shampoo nodded emphatically and Ranma set his jaw in 
determination. Reaching down he grasped Shampoo's hand in his own. 
"Let's go," he said darkly before following Perfume's suit and jumping 
out of the gaping hole in the furo.

	"Nabiki!" cried Ukyo as her feet hit the soft grass. Nabiki was 
sitting on the outside verandah reading a book next to her sat Genma 
panda who similarly was reading a newspaper. The middle Tendo 
sister had been waiting, with some anxiety, to see the results of the 
breakfast Akane was attempting to make for Ryoga's consumption. 
Dashing to her friend Ukyo hissed, "You've gotta help me! Shampoo 
is C-chan and we were in the furo but the wall broke open and a crazy 
chick with axes wants to kill me! Axes Nabchan!"
	Looking up from her book Nabiki blinked, "And what exactly 
is your problem naked girl? Why don't you just defeat this crazy 
woman?" 
	"I can't! She has--"
	Ukyo was interrupted by the sudden appearance of Perfume 
wielding her aforementioned axes. The Amazon gave a short glance at 
Nabiki and Genma panda before turning her attention to Ukyo. As this 
went on Genma panda appeared disinterested in the confrontation 
going on in front of him and continued reading the newspaper. Nabiki 
meanwhile barely had time to take in Perfume's entrance before the 
pair had resumed their earlier fight. Which consisted of Perfume 
attacking Ukyo with all her skill while the okonomiyaki chef 
desperately tried to evade her lethal attacks. Watching the scene 
before her Nabiki made the connection between Perfume and the axe 
wielding maniac Ukyo had mentioned earlier. Deciding her action 
Nabiki rose smoothly to her feet and observed the fight with keen 
hazel eyes.
	With certain annoyance Nabiki observed as Perfume 
decimated their yard as she pursued the fleeing Ukyo. A once proud 
tree was now reduced to a pile of toothpicks as Perfume buzzed 
through it as if it was nothing. Like an unstoppable force the chestnut 
haired Amazon went after the okonomiyaki chef who was obviously 
becoming drained from the conflict. Lying in wait Nabiki saw her 
opening after Perfume hastily sliced through a large portion of the dojo 
wall. In the crash of rubble a small cloud of dust rose and in this 
instance Ukyo moved forward with a sudden barrage of kicks. 
Surprised by this action Perfume backed up hastily and while this 
occured Nabiki hopped from the verandah to stand behind Perfume. 
Wearing a slight smirk Nabiki tapped Perfume on the shoulder and the 
other girl turned looking at Nabiki with certain shock. It was then that 
in a flash of movement Nabiki shot her hands outwards, striking 
several pressure points at the top of Perfume's chest, and seconds 
later the Amazon collapsed to the ground like a rag doll.
	Smiling in satisfaction Nabiki brushed off her hands then 
strolled inside the sitting room. Walking back she tossed a gi of 
Genma's at Ukyo then returned to her former spot on the verandah. 
Opening her book Nabiki returned to her reading while saying with a 
lilt in her voice, "Your total bill for my services comes to twenty 
thousand yen."
	Gawking at the unconscious Amazon, Ukyo didn't avert her 
gaze as the figures of Ranma, Shampoo, and Sakura descended from 
their destroyed furo to stand next to her. In a repeat of his reaction 
with Shampoo on seeing his iinazuke naked Ranma broke into another 
nose bleed. This left the job of putting the gi on a dazed Ukyo to 
Sakura.
	On seeing her Cousin's condition Shampoo rushed to 
Perfume, checking her health. Content that her fellow Amazon was in 
no serious danger Shampoo immediately ran to Ukyo embracing her 
saying, "Airen Ukyo defeat Perfume-Cousin! Shampoo so happy!"
	Ukyo made no move to reply and continued to stare at 
Perfume allowing Shampoo to glomp onto her with little to no 
resistance. It was then that Akane stormed from the kitchen followed 
by a sobbing Soun and an weary Nodoka.
	"What are you all doing?!" demanded Akane, waving a frying 
pan over her head. "I'm in the kitchen trying to surprise Ryochan with 
a gourmet French breakfast before he wakes up when boom! I hear 
an explosion and the hot water..." Trailing off Akane blinked as she 
saw the figures of Shampoo and the unconscious Perfume. "Huh?" she 
asked nonplused. "Where'd they come from?"
	Still reading the newspaper Genma panda held up a sign which 
read, <They came from the furo. Just like everyone else has in the past 
five minutes.>
	"Ukyo!" Soun sobbed, flying forward. Pushing Shampoo off 
the heir to his school of martial arts he clutched at her waist. "Thank 
the Kami you caused that explosion when you did! You saved my little 
girl from killing her one and only chance at happiness!"
	Disengaging herself from Soun's hold on her Ukyo rushed over 
to Nabiki and spoke her first words since the middle Tendo sister had 
aided her. "Nabchan!" she cried while clasping the other girl's 
shoulders. "We've gotta hide you! If she's chasing me like this who 
knows what she'll do to you when she wakes up?!" Tearing up a bit 
Ukyo wailed, "I didn't mean for this to happen to you Nabchan! I only 
wanted you to distract her!"
	Setting down her book Nabiki stared at Ukyo as if she was an 
escaped mental patient. "What are you talking about Ucchan? And 
why, pray tell, should I hide?"
	"Oh no," said Ranma stepping forward, having finally 
recovered from his nosebleed. Pulling Ukyo off of Nabiki he asked, 
"Ucchan... it was Nabiki who defeated her? Not you?" Nodding 
weakly as response Ukyo looked completely miserable. Ranma turned 
his attention to Nabiki saying, "She's right, we better hide you 
Nabchan."
	"Why is that?" questioned Nabiki, still unaware of the situation 
she placed herself in.
	Seeing this Shampoo stepped forward and informed as 
delicately as able, "Sneaky girl defeat Perfume like Airens defeat 
Shampoo. Cousin is Amazon as is Shampoo. Same tribe, same laws. 
Understand now?"
	As the true implications of the situation came upon her Nabiki 
paled visibly and she lowered her head appearing to be in deep 
thought. The group observed this action when the quiet moan of an 
awakening Perfume met their ears. Turning as a whole they all 
watched nervously as the Amazon Enforcer shakily rose to her feet. 
Sapphire eyes took in the increased number of dojo boarders 
cautiously. Searching through the crowd she zeroed on in the figure of 
Nabiki who met her gaze with nervous hazel eyes. Perfume 
approached in a smooth easy gait, pushing past the surrounding people 
she studied Nabiki to the smallest detail with her burning sapphire 
gaze. Never having been stared before at Nabiki began to feel 
increasingly uncomfortable underneath this intent study and averted her 
gaze from Perfume's.
	It was then that Perfume dropped to her knees softly in front 
of the middle Tendo sister and pulled Nabiki's hands into her grip. 
Gently Perfume kissed her palms before lifting her eyes. Sapphire eyes 
glowed with an intoxicating mix of passion and adoration as Perfume 
murmured, "Wo ai ni."
	Nabiki remained silent, as if in a trance, while Perfume 
released her hold on her hands and lightly traced her way up the sides 
of her body. Tenderly cupping Nabiki's face in her hands Perfume 
offered her a small smile before leaning forward and meeting Nabiki's 
lips with her own.
	The kiss lasted only a moment, but for a stunned Nabiki it 
seemed a lifetime. As Perfume broke the kiss, she wore the same 
small smile of pleasure as she rose to her feet. Dazed, Nabiki lifted her 
gaze to stare at the Amazon who said lovingly, "Woda Airen."
	Backing away Perfume retrieved her axes and leapt easily on 
the high wall surrounding the dojo. Sapphire eyes returned to their 
clinical state as Perfume stared at her Cousin. "We settle all when 
Great Grandmother decide Shampoo. She rule on what must be done. 
I leave Airens alone till then. Is solemn vow." Shifting her gaze to 
Nabiki sapphire eyes softened. "I return soon to you Airen, then we 
too settle this."
	In an instant Perfume was gone leaving behind only a small 
cloud of dust from her departure. The group was silent for several 
moments when the tired figure of Ryoga entered the sitting room and 
took in the boarders curiously.
	"Hey," Ryoga greeted, scratching the back of his head. 
"What're you all doing up so early?"
	Simultaneously shifting their stares to the lost boy the group 
broke out into explanations and separate conversations while Ryoga 
silently regretted having asked that question. While this went on Nabiki 
rose from her sitting position and crossed the yard to stare thoughtfully 
into the air where Perfume had been only seconds ago. Touching her 
lips Nabiki allowed herself to wonder.

	"What're we going to do?" Ranma asked his iinazuke.
	The couple were in homeroom which was, as usual, a mass of 
chaos consisting of the students gossiping, sleeping, and eating lunch. 
No matter what teacher the school brought in it none could control this 
bunch and they'd just given up even attempting to. This left Ukyo and 
Ranma time to discuss their current problems involving Chinese 
Amazons.
	Sighing Ukyo replied, "I really don't know Ranchan. I just 
can't get over the fact that Shampoo was C-chan all this time." 
Shaking her head Ukyo muttered, "I feel so stupid! I should've known! 
I have a Jusenkyo curse, don't I? Shouldn't I be able to spot these 
things?"
	"I know how you feel," Ranma returned sadly. Leaning 
forward he crossed his arms on her desk and rested his head on them. 
"I can understand why she did it, y'know? But it's so much a betrayal 
of trust. All the things I said to C-chan, thinking she was just a cat..." 
he trailed off morosely.
	"But you can't feel really angry at her because you understand 
why she did it all too well," finished Ukyo with a soft smile. "And you 
feel partially responsible for it since we never gave her a chance to get 
to know us in her normal form. Then there is the guilt from knowing 
that Shampoo having been to Jusenkyo also has to do with us."
	Raising cobalt eyes Ranma returned the smile and murmured, 
"You read my mind Ucchan."
	"That's what iinazuke's are for," Ukyo teased.
	"Hmm," murmured Ranma lowly. Crinkling his blue eyes he 
lifted his head and softly kissed Ukyo saying, "I thought they were for 
kissing."
	"That too," smiled Ukyo, pulling away. Taking Ranma's hand 
in her own she continued, "I think we have no other choice than to 
wait for this Great Grandmother of theirs to show up. Once she's here 
we might have a chance of working everything out civilly... but I doubt 
it."
	Nodding his head Ranma suddenly took on a mischievous face 
as he asked, "How do you think Nabiki is taking all of this now that 
she's not in shock anymore?"
	Ukyo chuckled, "Last time I saw Nabchan she was headed 
for the library. She was planning to scourge the law books and find a 
legal loophole coinciding Japanese law with what she knows about 
Amazon tribal law to get her out of her engagement to Perfume."
	Laughing with his iinazuke Ranma commented, "I guess 
Nabchan hasn't figured out what we have in dealing with Amazons and 
their laws."
	"Oh?" Ukyo quirked an eyebrow. "What's that?"
	Wearing a lopsided smile Ranma joked, "Once you've gotten 
the kiss, all logic is gone, and love is a hit or miss."
	Groaning Ukyo softly hit Ranma on the shoulder who faked 
being in pain. Though the couple teased each other involving the 
current situation with the Amazons both shared a sense of 
helplessness. They could only sit in wait for this Great Grandmother to 
make a decision. It seemed, no matter how much the couple disliked 
it, they appeared to have no input in these upcoming events.

	"<Hello Cousin,>" Perfume greeted calmly.
	The Amazon Enforcer was perched on the high roof to a 
building across the street from Furinkan high school. She had grown 
used to keeping an eye on the dojo boarders the past few days. As 
the most adept tracker of her tribe she enjoyed keeping pace with the 
hectic lives that surrounded Shampoo's Airens. It was interesting to 
watch and a challenge to pursue them while remaining hidden. So, 
while doing this habitual task Perfume sensed a familiar soft approach 
and knew it to be none other than Shampoo.
	Settling down next to her kinswoman Shampoo  smiled 
slightly. "<You could always sense my approach Per-fum. Nothing 
aggravated me more when we were in training as children.>"
	"<Mmm,>" agreed Perfume with a small chuckle. "<In the 
beginning it only served to make you dislike me more. Funny, isn't it, 
how we grew to be so close?>"
	"<Isolation brings people together,>" Shampoo sighed. "<It 
was us three. You, I, and Lo-xin.>"
	On hearing the third name Perfume's beautiful face darkened 
and she said, "<Yes, we made quite the group. The treasure of the 
tribal Elders, the shamed one turned fierce warrior, and the hapless 
outcast.>" Sapphire eyes held definite sorrow as they turned to scarlet 
ones. "<I should have never allowed her to become involved in my 
business Shan-pu. She would still be alive if not for me.>"
	"<Don't say such things Per-fum,>" said Shampoo strongly. 
"<It wasn't your fault what happened. You must let go of the past if 
you're ever to find true happiness.>" Forming a bright smile Shampoo 
encouraged, "<What about your new Airen, eh? That is something to 
be happy about.>"
	Sighing Perfume replied, "<I'm not so sure about that Shan-pu. 
I know nothing of this girl, other than the speed of her hands.>" 
Tipping her head to one side Perfume looked sheepish. "<You should 
have seen it Cousin! I was barely able to take in her form standing 
behind me when I felt myself lose consciousness. Her hands, the speed 
of them, it was something of awe. Part of me thinks she might know of 
the Amaguriken...>" Shaking her head Perfume finished explaining, "<I 
don't know why but something about her sings to me. I find her a 
creature of some intrigue.>"
	"<Sneaky girl? Mastering the Amaguriken?>" Shampoo 
giggled at the idea. "<No. I can safely say she has not learned any of 
our secret techniques. In fact,>" she pondered. "<I was under the 
impression she had no training in the art. I guess I was mistaken.>"
	"<You called her sneaky?>" questioned Perfume sharply. 
<Tell me, Cousin. What do you know of my Airen? What sort of 
person is she?>"
	Shampoo mulled over this a moment. "<Her name is Tendo 
Nabiki. She is the second daughter in their family and is very intelligent 
with a crafty personality. From what I gather she has helped my first 
Airen Ukyo out of many difficult situations since her arrival at their 
dojo.>" Pausing Shampoo continued to ponder the middle Tendo 
sister. "<I had the oddest feeling of observing a spider capturing flies in 
a web while watching her in my cat form. Nabiki is very calculating 
and shrewd.>" Smirking Shampoo said, "<No doubt she is using her 
intellect to find a way out of her duty to you. That is definitely in her 
nature. Other than what I've gathered from my observations as a cat I 
know little about her. She is an immensely private person who is 
extremely controlled about expressing her true feelings. In fact,>" 
Shampoo added conspiratorially. "<The most emotion I've ever seen 
her display was this morning when you kissed her. You certainly 
knocked her for a loop. I don't think she was expecting it all.>"
	"<Was it disgust you saw?>" Perfume asked her more 
emotion adept Cousin.
	"<No, not disgust,>" replied Shampoo. "<I don't think she 
minds the attention of another woman. Rather,>" added Shampoo. 
"<Of all in her family I think the sex of her mate matters the least. She 
seems to value intelligence and skill in her companions the most. No,>" 
reflected Shampoo. "<What I saw in her was surprise. I don't think 
she's ever been the object of another's affection.>"
	"<Why?>" puzzled Perfume. "<She isn't ugly. On the contrary 
I find her very beautiful...>" The Amazon Enforcer trailed off almost 
dreamily as she thought of cool hazel eyes.
	Studying her companion with observant scarlet eyes Shampoo 
purred, "<You're smitten!>"
	Flushing Perfume retorted, "<Be quiet! It isn't like you're one 
to talk, I've seen how you look at both your Airens. Especially the 
sex-changing one.>" Narrowing sapphire eyes Perfume demanded, 
"<What is it about that one that makes you do such things as 
pretending to be a mere pet? The Shan-pu I knew would never lower 
herself in such a manner. What is that outsider's hold on you?>"
	Sighing Shampoo drew her knees to her chest, hugging them 
against her. "<I honestly don't know Cousin. Ever since Ukyo entered 
my life things have never been the same. At first I hated her for what 
she did to me in my standing in the tribe but then...>" Shampoo smiled 
in soft pleasure as she recalled. "<As I followed her I found myself 
seeing things I never dreamt of seeing. I was exploring the outside 
world, something that had long been forbidden to me, and I was 
enjoying myself! Soon I no longer wanted to catch up to her in order 
to kill her. Rather, I wanted to make her mine. To thank her for 
opening up the world for me. I never intended to kill her in the first 
place. Perhaps to scare her and exact some minor form of revenge. 
But to kill the one who brought such light into my life?>" Shampoo 
shook her head. "<That is something I could never do. Because Ukyo 
ultimately allowed me to grow beyond my forced role in our tribe. She 
gave me the greatest gift of all... freedom.>"
	"<And it does not bother you that the Airen who changed your 
mind turned out, in truth, to be a woman?>" asked Perfume curiously. 
"<As I recall you were quite taken with the physical charms of her 
male half when we first saw Ukyo enter the village during your short 
rest period.>"
	"<In truth?>" Shampoo asked coyly. Leaning in she whispered 
to her companion, "<I find myself drawn to her no matter what her 
form. Both are beautiful. Besides,>" purred Shampoo. "<This way I 
get the best of both worlds. And my second Airen Ranma is nothing to 
sniff at. He is a perfect example of masculinity.>" Thinking of the dark 
Japanese boy Shampoo shivered. "<Perfect indeed...>"
	Rolling her eyes Perfume groaned, "<And you call me smitten? 
You have it bad Cousin. No wonder you were so desperate to 
convince me not to battle your Airens. You already find yourself 
bonded to them.>"
	"<Yes,>" admitted Shampoo. "<I first gave Ukyo the kiss of 
life hoping to ease my loneliness. Then following this line of thought I 
did the same with Ranma. Now I find myself wanting more than to 
ease my loneliness. I find myself wanting their love, their affection. I 
want...>" Shampoo trailed off a sad look in her eyes. "<I want them to 
look at me the way they look at each other.>"
	"<Maybe in time they will,>" Perfume heartened.
	"<Only if Great Grandmother doesn't force the issue of our 
marriage. Tell me,>" Shampoo said a bit nervously. "<What did she 
say about my indecision regarding my Airens and your engagement to 
Nabiki?>"
	At this question Perfume revealed, "<I don't know. When I 
returned to our designated rendezvous she was not there. Right now 
we can only wait for her to make an appearance. No doubt she 
already knows what has conspired,>" said Perfume glumly.
	"<True,>" Shampoo agreed. "<I would wish things differently 
if able but since I truly know my Airens I cannot. The past few weeks 
have granted me the chance to truly become close to them. To learn 
how they think and feel about love, life, and everything you should 
know about your mates. What I learned was that my Airens despise 
being coerced into things. They, and everyone close to them, share a 
common sense of independence.>" Despondently Shampoo 
murmured, "<It's not that I don't agree with Great Grandmother's 
sentiments but if I'm to win over my Airens it cannot be done the 
traditional way. I must prove my love to them and earn their love for 
me if we are to forge a true natural bond of affection. One that grows 
over time. These things cannot be rushed.>" Frowning Shampoo said, 
"<I refuse to live in the past. These are not the old days and things 
must be done differently. Both my Airens share a need for freedom. 
They are noble and would fight for not only their own freedom but my 
own. In the end all they really want is for all of us to be happy.>"
	Perfume raised a speculative chestnut eyebrow at this 
statement. "<Optimists are they?>"
	"<Ranma, yes. Ukyo? No.>" Shampoo chuckled. "<She is 
fairly similar to myself in her realistic line of thought but ultimately she 
wants peace. A place to belong. I can relate to that wish better than 
anyone. But enough of that!>" Scarlet eyes gleamed as Shampoo 
questioned, "<Tell me Cousin, I'm dying to know. Why did you give 
Nabiki the kiss of life?>"
	"<I don't know...>" said Perfume helplessly. "<The easiest 
explanation would be that when I woke up and looked into her eyes I 
lost myself. I knew I could have dismissed her attack on me as an 
accident but I didn't want to. I found myself wanting her and giving the 
kiss of life has always been our traditional way of announcing this.>" 
Embarrassed Perfume admitted, "<I find myself drawn to her. Maybe 
I was thinking, without knowing it, as you did. That it's time for a new 
start. A new life with a new lover...>" Perfume trailed off as she 
thought of her last, and only, lover.
	"<Perhaps it's time for us to finally break out of the molds that 
have been made for us in the tribe,>" suggested Shampoo. "<In this 
new land we have the chance to do just that. To be whoever and 
whatever we choose to be.>"
	Blinking Perfume questioned, "<What of Great Grandmother? 
She'll be none too pleased with these events.>"
	Shampoo formed a worried expression before shaking her 
head and beaming confidently, "<If anyone can stand up to Great 
Grandmother my Airens can. And from what I know of yours I can 
say she doesn't take to being bullied very well.>" Smiling widely 
Shampoo continued, "<The only thing we have to worry ourselves 
about is winning over their hearts. Something that,>" she said warily. 
"<Will be a challenge within itself.>"
	Sitting quietly together the Amazons pondered the quarry that 
was their chosen mates and far away a small decisive figure observed 
them while silently scheming.

	Rubbing her eyes Nabiki stretched her aching back muscles. 
Pushing back the rigid chair she sat in she rose to her feet and 
gathered the large pile of papers she'd accumulated. It was a good 
thing for her that she was on such easy terms with her teachers. Most 
of them had agreed to let her work private study during their classes. 
After all, they had nothing to complain about when it came to her 
grades. Nabiki was one of, if not the, best student at Furinkan. 
Knowing this Nabiki had used her influence to gain the chance to use 
the library to it's fullest extent. They had an ample collection of law 
books and Nabiki was sure one of them had to hold the key to aiding 
her escape from Amazonian engagement.
	 When she had finally realized the ramifications of her attack 
on Perfume she was in shock. Total numbness of the mind took affect. 
The event was simply too much for Nabiki to handle and she lost hold 
of reality. On receiving Perfume's kiss she felt that hold return and a 
sense of wonder at it. That wonder had long since passed and Nabiki 
was left with the horrible feeling of being trapped.
	This must be how Ukyo and Ranma felt when Shampoo first 
arrived, mused Nabiki as she walked down the hall towards her 
locker. Pulling out her school bag Nabiki neatly arranged her papers 
inside it while continuing to ponder her Amazon suitor.
	It wasn't that she found Perfume unattractive or even that 
Nabiki was averse to being with a girl. On the contrary she found 
Perfume very beautiful and admitted to having more than one fantasy 
involving other girls. It was just the fact that she was being forced into 
a situation. If there was one thing Nabiki couldn't stand it was being 
cornered. In her opinion the best thing about life was it's choices. 
Nabiki delighted in the various choices put before you in life and she 
loved pondering them. But involving Perfume and the Amazons it 
seemed she had none. Either she would marry Perfume and join them 
or she would die. Not exactly a resounding theme of free thought and 
mass options. 
	The real problem was, the more Nabiki thought of this, the 
more angry she became. And the more angry she became the more 
opposed she was at the idea of even being with Perfume. This left 
Nabiki in the current frenzied state she was in now. Which resulted in 
her searching hundreds of law books in hopes of finding a loophole for 
her as well as Ukyo and Ranma in regards to Amazon tribal law. After 
perusing the books for hours Nabiki felt she had come up with an 
impressive line of facts and coinciding laws that would stand up to their 
so-called 'wives'.
	Clenching her teeth Nabiki was inwardly fuming when a soft 
touch to her shoulder jolted her back into reality. Hazel eyes diverted 
and Nabiki looked at the concerned figures of Ukyo and Ranma.
	"That bad, huh?" Ukyo asked.
	Nabiki answered, "How it is that I got pulled into your world 
of continuously chaotic events as a featured player? I only had plans to 
be a supporting cast character." Giving Ranma wry look she 
continued, "I can understand his involvement. He's your iinazuke. I'm 
just plain old Tendo Nabiki." Turning her attention back to her locker 
Nabiki sifted through it.
	Confused at this statement Ranma said, "I don't understand 
Nabiki."
	Closing her locker Nabiki replied in frustration, "What I mean 
to say is I don't like the idea of being trapped like this." Facing her 
companions she said in steely tones, "And believe you me, I'm going to 
find a way out of this for all three of us." Nabiki mused, "What really 
has me puzzled is why would she chose me? It's not like I come off as 
an exceptional fighter or anything particularly special. Other than my 
Mother's school of pressure point attacks I know next to nothing 
about the art. Can't Perfume tell that?"
	"Nabchan!" exasperated Ukyo. Clasping her friend's arms 
Ukyo shook her friend slightly. "You run Furinkan like it's a fortune 
five hundred company! Of course you're special goofball!" Smiling 
lopsidedly Ukyo wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "And as for 
why Perfume would choose you," pausing Ukyo formed a lewd 
expression while poking Nabiki in the side. "She must appreciate your 
more obvious assets."
	Picking up on his iinazuke's teasing attitude Ranma chimed in, 
"And don't forget what Sakura said about these Amazons being 
desperate for Airens." Pausing Ranma feigned a look of deep thought, 
"What did she say again? Oh yeah... I remember. They'll marry 
anything with a pulse, passing good looks, and enough ability in the art 
to beat them up once." Ranma beamed widely at Nabiki. "So there's 
your answer Nabchan. Perfume must be hard up."
	Still in Ukyo's hold Nabiki walked past Ranma and lifted her 
school bag. Effectively hitting him upside the head lightly while 
drawling, "And what do you think that says about you genius? Last 
time I checked Shampoo was claiming you as her second Airen."
	Wincing at this playful attack Ranma chuckled to himself at 
Nabiki's comment before running to catch up with the rest of his 
companions waiting outside.

	"So did all that time in the library do you any good Nabiki?" 
asked Sakura curiously.
	The group of friends were heading on their usual route back to 
the dojo discussing the current woes caused by the harsh enforcement 
of Amazon tribal law in their lives.
	"It had better," Nabiki said grimly. "I spent the better part of 
my school day with my nose buried in law books."
	"I still don't understand the whole situation," said Ryoga 
quietly. "You hit a couple of pressure points on Perfume's chest to 
knock her out. That doesn't sound like any sort of official challenge to 
me."
	"Exactly!" added Akane. "Ryochan, is right. Both Nabiki and 
Ranma didn't offer any challenge to Perfume and Shampoo when they 
defeated them. It was an accident in their cases so why should they 
have to follow their laws? It wasn't a real defeat like Ukyo's defeat of 
Shampoo back in their village." After saying this Akane looked at 
Ukyo apologetically. "Sorry Ucchan, but you're the only one to really 
offer an official challenge that would stand under what we know of 
their laws."
	Waving the apology off Ukyo replied easily, "It's all right 
Akane. We both know you're right. I don't understand the workings of 
their laws any better than any of you."
	"It doesn't matter if you did," snorted Sakura. "This is why 
Ryochan and I avoided all the provinces Amazons are in when we 
traveled around China. It seems to me that they basically change 
principles of their laws when it suits them. Meaning they can take any 
little accident and rule it as an official defeat under their laws in order 
to snag an Airen if that's what they want." Green eyes gazed Nabiki 
and Ranma as she said dryly, "You lucky folks have apparently caught 
their eye as good warrior stock. You're trapped when it comes to their 
legal standpoint. There's no way they're going to let you out of what 
they deem your moral 'duty' to them as their conquerors. Face it," 
Sakura sighed. "To them all three of you are as good as married."
	Fuming Nabiki growled, "I refuse to accept that! I'm going to 
find a way out of this! Mark my words!"
	After announcing this Nabiki stormed ahead of the group 
towards the dojo at a very fast pace. Watching this angry departure 
the group remained silent as together they wondered what Nabiki was 
planning.

	Staring at the building before her Shampoo said incredulously 
in broken Japanese, "You serious Hiibaachan? We stay Japan, run 
restaurant?"
	At this question and the bad pronunciation of it Cologne 
sighed. "Yes Shampoo. That is precisely what we're doing. It hasn't 
escaped my attention that your Airens are less than willing participants 
in your relationships. Staying in Japan is the only choice we have if we 
are going to convince them otherwise. It's for certain that they will be 
averse to returning to Joketsuzoku with us."
	Poking her head out of the front door to the newly renovated 
restaurant she'd been inspecting Perfume commented, "You sound like 
you have plan Elder."
	"Precisely that Perfume," Cologne acknowledged the tribal 
Enforcer with a nod. "Before this day is over all three of your Airens 
will be regretting their harsh treatments towards you while considering 
their engagements in a more respectful light. But now," she offered a 
small scheming smile. "Why don't the both of you bring your Airens a 
sample of our delicious ramen and tell them of our plans?"

	Now taking the long route to the dojo Nabiki muttered to 
herself, "I can't believe this is happening to me. I help save Ucchan's 
life and now I'm engaged to some Amazon who's decided I'm the pick 
of the litter." Narrowing hazel eyes she contemplated, "But what if she 
found out I wasn't?" Smiling slightly Nabiki continued excitedly, 
"Admittedly I'm not the best fighter in Nerima. I barely qualify. All I 
have to do is prove this to Perfume. Once I show her I'm not 'worthy' 
to be her Airen I'll be off the hook..." Nabiki trailed off with a smug 
look on her sharp features. Pausing this look altered as she said in 
concerned tones, "But what about Ranma and Ucchan? How can I 
help them? Ranma might be able to use my same reason but Ucchan?" 
Nabiki grimaced. "She's the best fighter in Nerima by far. There's no 
way she could claim to be unworthy of their attention. She practically 
screams great martial artist." Snickering a bit Nabiki said, "No doubt 
they'd consider Shampoo and Ukyo's offspring to be a product of 
superior genetics. It's the theory of evolution applied to their warped 
marriage customs."
	Halting in the middle of the street Nabiki glanced around her 
surroundings with suspicious hazel eyes. The main benefit of the 
training for her Mother's school of martial artists were the subtleties. 
Nabiki noticed things that nearly everyone else looked over. And right 
now she was noticing that someone was observing her from a 
distance.
	Suddenly a small figure swiftly flew at her and began jabbing at 
her with an gnarled staff which Nabiki managed to dodge barely while 
moving backwards. Stunned at first by this turn of events Nabiki's 
confusion eventually gave way to another emotion. Anger. She didn't 
know what this was about but she would put a substantial bet that it 
involved Perfume and the Amazons. This feeling rise in her system 
Nabiki ducked lowly to the ground then flung her school bag at the 
blurred figure attacking her. Smirking at hearing the impact Nabiki 
rose to her feet and leapt on the high wall so she was standing over her 
assailant. When the dust from the assault cleared Nabiki was shocked 
at what she saw. It was a small creature riding on a high gnarled staff. 
All in all, it's shriveled appearance reminded Nabiki of the evil crones 
from the story books her Mother read to her as a child.
	"So," the crone said. "You do possess a measure of skill. I'm 
glad to see Perfume didn't chose an Airen of lacking  potential. Yes," 
the crone smiled. Her mummified visage almost cracking under the 
strain. "I think you'll be a fine addition to our tribe Daughter-in-law."
	Her mind reeling Nabiki none-the-less made the connection 
between the attacking crone and the Amazons earlier references. "I 
assume you're Shampoo and Perfume's Great Grandmother," she 
stated.
	"I am Cologne," the crone announced. "But do feel free to call 
me Grandmother, Daughter-in-law."
	"Right," sneered Nabiki. "What can I do for you? I'm sure 
you're not here for your health."
	Shaking her head Cologne replied, "It has come to my 
attention that you, more than your two companions, seem to protest 
your engagement the strongest. I want to alter this attitude lest it cause 
Perfume any pain and also to convince you to concede your duty to 
her in accordance to our laws."
	"You've got to be kidding!" Nabiki exasperated. Leaping 
down from the high wall she retrieved her school bag and said, "I just 
met Perfume today and already she has completely screwed up my 
life. First she tries to kill my friend by chopping her up with a pair of 
axes, then when I save Ucchan she claims that I defeated her in battle 
and now I'm engaged to her! Then she sends you after me?!" 
Narrowing hazel eyes Nabiki hissed, "You seriously think I give a 
damn about Perfume's feelings? She hasn't given mine any thought so 
I'm only returning the favor."
	"I sense some bitterness," Cologne noted curiously. "Very 
well. If this is how you feel about the situation I'll simply have to use 
other methods to incite you into admitting your responsibility. Pity," the 
Elder said dryly. "I had wanted to avoid any unpleasantness with the 
newest members of my tribe. Then again, I suppose this is how it was 
meant to be when forced to deal with the stubborn. I have been 
observing all of you these past few days Tendo Nabiki. You are all 
fighters of some significant loyalty and honor. While I believe that in 
time you would indeed bend to our will I do not have the leisure to 
wait. The tribe awaits my ruling on the fate of Shampoo and Perfume's 
Airens. And after all, " Cologne said while turning on her staff and 
hopping away. Shifting her stance Cologne smiled at Nabiki. A gesture 
which unnerved the girl. "It wouldn't do for them to think I was getting 
soft in my old age, now would it? That being said, know now that I 
will use any means possible to ensure that you and your two 
companions do the honorable thing in the way of my Great 
Granddaughters." Leaping into the air at an astonishingly high level she 
called out, "Because I can hardly let warriors of such high potential to 
our tribe go."
	Nabiki watched this exit as a sinking feeling hit her stomach. 
This definitely wasn't good. The old crone had something up her sleeve 
to drag them all into submission. She had to warn Ukyo and Ranma 
about this, that was for sure. In a mimicked action of Sakura she 
disappeared in a cloud of dust while racing towards the dojo.

	"They're what?!" shouted Ukyo and Ranma simultaneously as 
the gaped at the smiling figures of the two Amazons standing before 
them.
	"They're staying in Japan and opening a restaurant only a few 
minutes from the dojo," repeated Nodoka with a polite smile. "Isn't 
that nice?" Though she wore an indifferent expression on her face there 
was a sense that Nodoka wasn't as pleased as she appeared.
	Pushing past the couple Ryoga took in the lavish spread of 
ramen set on the table and dove for it. In seconds he was stuffing his 
face at a speed that would rival Genma's while Akane watched warily. 
Obviously the lunch she had made for him hadn't been all that filling. 
Moving forward Sakura directed green eyes at Shampoo in certain 
distaste.
	"You just don't know when you're not wanted do you?" 
Sakura questioned snidely.
	Scarlet eyes narrowed and Shampoo retorted, "No care what 
you say. Airens matter not you." Forming a sly smile Shampoo 
drawled, "You is only jealous Shampoo have bond with Airen Ukyo 
you no have." Snickering she continued, "Maybe you no is so 
important as think."
	"Oh yeah?" demanded Sakura, moving forward. "Well if your 
precious 'Airens' weren't such dopes they'd be telling you to take a 
hike by now! Maybe Ucchan doesn't want to be with me anymore like 
that but at least I'm her friend! You can't even claim that. You don't 
know anything about Ucchan or Ranma besides the fact that you're 
trying to trap them into a marriage! What sort of bond is that?!"
	"Stop it," ordered Ukyo harshly. Stepping between the feuding 
girls she extended her arms to block them from each other. Turning to 
Shampoo she murmured, "<Please don't argue with Sakura anymore. 
She doesn't mean any harm.>"
	Thinking on this Shampoo finally nodded her head in 
concession and replied, "Shampoo do what Airen ask."
	Snorting Sakura muttered, "Do whatever you want Amazon 
because believe me, whenever someone tries to force things on my 
friends, I do mean harm." Shifting her gaze to Shampoo she hissed in 
Mandarin, "<Get my drift Amazon?>" Stalking away Sakura took her 
seat next to Ryoga who was finishing his fourth bowl of ramen in a 
frenzy.
	"She speaks Mandarin?" asked Ranma dumbfounded.
	"Apparently," Ukyo noted with a sigh.
	It was then that a high pitched scream sounded and everyone 
stared at the frozen form of Soun whose long hair was standing on 
end. "Ojisama Tendo?" Ukyo queried. "What's the matter?"
	Not responding Soun shakily pointed his hand forward and 
Ukyo turned around to see the form of a small wrinkled old woman 
clinging to a large staff. She stood right outside the verandah and was 
staring intently at the group. Squinting at her Ukyo contemplated the 
familiarity she felt upon seeing the old woman when Ranma suddenly 
exclaimed, "A troll!"
	Looking the delighted expression on her iinazuke's face Ukyo 
began giggling and Ranma turned to gaze down at her. "What?" he 
asked innocently. "You don't think it looks like a troll? Maybe a 
gnome then? Or a mummy?"
	Before Ukyo could reply the old woman was flying through 
the air in a flash. Her staff extended she hit Ranma on the head with it, 
effectively knocking him to the ground. When he hastily rose to his feet 
in an attempt to intercept her the old woman easily knocked his legs 
out from under him and Ranma went crashing on his back. In a swift 
blow the staff connected to his midsection, effectively knocking the 
wind out of him while bruising some ribs. Clinging to her staff once 
again the old woman hopped a few paces backwards and said, "It's 
unwise to insult your elders sonny boy."
	Watching all of this with wide sandalwood eyes it dawned on 
Ukyo who the old woman reminded her of. "The Master," she 
breathed quietly.
	Suddenly Shampoo went barreling forward towards Ranma 
with Perfume following quietly behind her heading towards the old 
woman. Pulling Ranma into her grasp Shampoo rested his head in her 
lap and she gazed with concern into blue eyes.
	"Airen Ranma?" she asked softly. "Is you okay?"
	"Ow..." responded Ranma lowly.
	Shaking her head at this reply Ukyo stepped forward her hand 
on her battle spatula in preparation for a fight. "All right," she 
pronounced dangerously. "I don't know who you are but nobody 
punishes my iinazuke but me!"
	The old woman appeared intrigued at this declaration and was 
considering its ramifications when Perfume intervened saying, 
"Honored Elder, pigtailed boy know not what he was saying. He no 
mean to be disrespectful. I watch all here many days, he just make 
many jokes. That all."
	"Elder?" Ukyo questioned. Sandalwood eyes gained the gleam 
of recognition and she stated, "You're Shampoo's Great Grandmother 
then?"
	"My name is Cologne," the old woman supplied. "And you are 
Kuonji Ukyo, the catalyst for all our recent troubles. Not surprising 
considering whose heir you are."
	"You know the Master?" asked Ukyo, narrowing her 
sandalwood eyes suspiciously. In her short life she'd heard many 
people say similar things in reference to the Master and it always lead 
to fights and shouts of vengeance. Apparently to some people the 
student was as good as the Master when it came to wreaking revenge. 
This time honored reaction had made Ukyo notably wary whenever 
someone said they shared an acquaintance with her mentor.
	"Unfortunately," Cologne replied dryly. "But that is not what 
I've come here to discuss Kuonji. Rather I am here to resolve your 
shoddy treatment towards my Granddaughter and future Matriarch of 
our tribe. You do realize that both you and your iinazuke are obligated 
to marry her?"
	"Painfully aware," retorted Ukyo, folding her arms over her 
chest.
	As she did this Ranma rose to his feet and stood next to Ukyo 
while stating resolutely, "We're not going to marry Shampoo." 
Softening his tone a bit Ranma continued, "It's not that she isn't nice 
and everything but..." trailing off Ranma gazed into Ukyo's eyes which 
reflected agreement with his sentiments. Gaining strength from this 
Ranma paused before saying, "We're not in love with Shampoo. 
Besides that," he emphasized. "Ucchan and I are engaged. If we're 
marrying anyone it'll be one another. And it'll be for the right reasons 
not because of your stupid laws."
	"Interesting," pronounced Cologne. Shifting her gaze to 
Shampoo she murmured, "I see you have chosen Airens that have 
quite the stubborn streak in them." Chuckling lowly Cologne glanced 
at Perfume before continuing, "That seems to be part of an intriguing 
trend." Now focused on Ukyo and Ranma once again the Elder 
stated, "While I find all of this quite thoroughly amusing both of you 
will marry my Shampoo. You simply have no other option, you both 
have defeated her in battle and she has chosen you for her Airens. 
Resign to your destiny quietly and your lives will benefit from this 
decision."
	"Hiibaachan," called Shampoo softly. Rising to her feet she 
approached her Great Grandmother carefully while saying, "Please 
Hiibaachan, Shampoo want Airens chose of free will. Is decision of 
heart if Shampoo have time, will surely earn their love. Am sure of 
this."
	"As am I child," murmured Cologne. "But we simply do not 
have the leisure for such an easygoing attitude. You have already lost a 
great deal of face in the tribe thanks to these two. I'm afraid what I'm 
doing is for your own good. You are allowing your emotions to cloud 
your better judgment. Therefore it is my duty to ensure your future for 
you since you seem unable to do so yourself. And as for you," said 
Cologne coldly focusing on Ukyo. "Are you so confident in this boy's 
love for you? That he would remain by your side through it all, no 
matter the severity of the trial?"
	"Ranchan loves me," stated Ukyo confidently.
	"I'm sure he does," chuckled Cologne. "But what I asked is if 
you think he'll stay with you no matter what the conflict. Constant 
chaos soon becomes weary and no doubt your beloved 'Ranchan' will 
tire of it soon enough. Then he'll leave. Surely you know this."
	"Stop it!" Ranma screamed at the top of his lungs, unable to 
bear seeing the affects of Cologne's words on his iinazuke. Barreling 
forward Ranma aimed an angry punch at Cologne. "Stop saying that 
about me to Ucchan! I'd never leave her! Never!"
	Chuckling again Cologne easily avoided this attack and leapt 
away on her high staff calling, "Come after me Son-in-law! Come after 
me and prove your love for your precious iinazuke!"
	Snarling now Ranma pursued the old crone with Ukyo fast on 
his tail. Sighing Shampoo observed with some sadness as her Airens 
battled her Great Grandmother over something as simple as an insult 
towards their bond. Truly, it was going to be an uphill battle to win 
their hearts.

	Upon arriving at the dojo Nabiki was astonished to find that 
somehow Cologne had beaten her there and was battling an enraged 
Ukyo along with Ranma. Half of the dojo boarders were watching the 
fight while the other half dined on a feast of ramen set before them. 
Standing next to Shampoo who was transfixed watching her Airens 
battle her Great Grandmother Nabiki questioned, "What's going on?"
	Not moving her gaze from the fight Shampoo replied, "Airens 
angry Hiibaachan not respect they is engaged." She continued 
morosely, "So they fight. And no can win either. Shampoo wish Airens 
give up. No want to see them hurt."
	Mulling over this explanation Nabiki did not notice Perfume 
sneaking up on her until the last second. Still, her training allowed to 
predict, in the end, this approach and Nabiki swiftly shifted her stance 
to avoid what she could only guess was a strong embrace. Hazel eyes 
took in the confused figure of Perfume as she gripped thin air and 
Nabiki felt her old feelings of sympathy for the girl return again. It 
quickly passed after she reminded herself of the events earlier in the 
day. Perfume wasn't someone to sympathize. She had tried to kill 
Ukyo and was attempting to force her into marriage. 
	"Perfume," Nabiki acknowledged with a slight frown. "What 
are the two of you doing here?"
	"Airen?" questioned Perfume softly in perplexed tones. 
Straightening into her full height she blinked her glowing sapphire eyes 
at Nabiki.
	Holding back an impulse to yell at Perfume for calling her that, 
knowing that could only lead to trouble on her part, Nabiki calmed her 
nerves. "Perfume," she began again. "Why are you at the dojo?"
	Sighing as the cold tone in Nabiki's voice remained Perfume 
responded, "Came to tell Airens that we stay in Japan. Opening 
restaurant." Directing her gaze towards the still ongoing battle she said 
wryly, "We barely here minute when Hiibaachan insult bond spatula 
girl have with pigtailed boy. Now they fight to defend bond."
	"And not doing the best job at it," commented Sakura dryly. 
Folding her arms over her chest the street fighter smirked at Ukyo's 
harried attempts to squash Cologne like a fly with her battle spatula 
while Ranma aimed a series of lightning fast kicks at her.
	In a flash Shampoo was in front of Sakura and gripping the 
street fighter by the collar of her school uniform. Narrowing scarlet 
eyes she hissed, "No insult Shampoo's Airens!" Sniffing Shampoo 
berated, "They is much better fighter than you."
	"Don't be so sure about that," Sakura said smugly as she 
pushed Shampoo's hands off her. "I've got tricks that none of you 
Amazons could even begin to comprehend."
	Staring deeply into Sakura's green eyes Shampoo wondered 
at the fire she saw burning in there. In the past weeks she'd stayed at 
the dojo she'd seen many sides to the street fighter who irritated her so 
but this had not been one of them. There was something almost 
frightening about the gleam in Sakura's eyes. It had an inhuman quality 
to it that made Shampoo, though she would never outwardly show it, 
tremble in certain fear. Turning away from this Shampoo focused on 
the ongoing battle involving her Airens only to see them dashing away 
after her exiting Great Grandmother. 
	"Sakura!" intervened Ryoga forcibly while putting Sakura in a 
headlock. Trapping her underneath his arm he growled, "No more of 
that okay?" Pulling her away Ryoga ignored Sakura's loud protests.
	Turning away from this Nabiki noted that Shampoo had 
disappeared along with Ukyo, Ranma, and Cologne. Sighing at this 
abrupt exit Nabiki shifted her gaze to Perfume who stood before her 
proffering a steaming bowl of ramen.
	"Eat, Airen? Is delicious," Perfume smiled softly. "I made it 
myself." 
	Shaking her head Nabiki declined, "No thanks. I'm not very 
hungry all of a sudden." Immediately Perfume's face fell in 
disappointment and Nabiki sighed. "All right," she relented. "I'll eat the 
ramen but only if you explain some things to me. Agreed?"
	"Agreed," beamed Perfume happily as she thrust the bowl of 
ramen at Nabiki.
	Sighing again Nabiki took the ramen and sat on the dojo 
verandah while preparing her questions for Perfume.

	"Come back here old ghoul!" screamed Ukyo at the top of her 
lungs as she and Ranma pursued the departing figure.
	Screeching to a halt Ranma darted cobalt eyes around the 
surrounding labyrinth of streets then said, "I think the prune went this 
way Ucchan."
	Narrowing sandalwood eyes, Ukyo stared down the street 
Ranma gestured towards then nodded her assent. The pair soon 
dashed down the street while planning a joined attack on the Amazon 
Elder who dared question the depths of their feelings for one another.
	Following only seconds after the couple was Shampoo who 
had a bad feeling about what her Great Grandmother was planning. 
She knew that Cologne was determined to get her Airens to join their 
tribe by any means possible. Though Shampoo respected and loved 
her Great Grandmother she often disagreed with her method of doing 
things. In this particular instance Shampoo knew whatever Cologne 
had in mind could only mean trouble for her Airens. Positive in this 
assertion Shampoo studied the streets closely before correctly 
choosing the one Ukyo and Ranma had departed down. Filled with 
the hopes of saving her beloved Airens from whatever fate her Great 
Grandmother had in store for them.

	"So Perfume," Nabiki began carefully. She and the Amazon 
Enforcer were sitting on the edge of the verandah safely out of ear shot 
of the rest of the dojo boarders. "Why is Cologne so interested in all 
of us?"
	Blinking Perfume stared hard at Nabiki before answering 
tightly, "Airen. I am not stupid." Rising to her feet Perfume hissed, 
"You want use me for information on Hiibaachan plans? I no like what 
she do to Airen, spatula girl and pigtailed boy but I no can say why." 
Narrowing sapphire eyes Perfume continued, "You dishonor me by 
asking."
	Gaping at this reaction Nabiki sprung to her feet waving her 
hands and saying adamantly, "I didn't mean it like that Perfume! I just 
wanted to know why your tribe is going to so much trouble over us. 
First Shampoo comes to track down Ukyo, then you come to get 
Shampoo, and now your Great Grandmother is here for whatever 
reason." Holding her hands out in a hapless gesture Nabiki offered, 
"Can you see how it gets confusing for us?"
	"Yes," admitted Perfume slowly. Sapphire eyes softened and 
studied Nabiki's face intently.
	Seeing this change in Perfume's attitude Nabiki used her 
instincts and took the Amazon's hand in her own. Seeing the look of 
surprise on Perfume's face Nabiki took advantage of this opening and 
said, "I may not like this so-called engagement of ours Perfume but I'm 
not using you. I just want some answers." Diverting her eyes Nabiki 
took a deep breath and contemplated if she wanted to say what was 
next. She knew that if she was to gain Perfume's trust she had to first 
show her trust in Perfume. Setting her jaw Nabiki focused on the other 
girl and said, "Ever since I was little and my Mother died I've hated the 
unknown. The unknown, to me, is death and that's what took my 
Mother. What will take me, hell, what takes everyone. But while I'm 
alive I don't want to deal with the unknown. So please Perfume," 
Nabiki entreated. "Tell me why we're seem to be so important to your 
tribe."
	Gazing deeply into hazel eyes Perfume saw the truth that 
reflected in them and murmured, "Tribe grow isolated over the years. 
No outsiders come and good male warriors hard to find in tribe as 
time pass. Only so many be born and in that number only so many 
good warriors." Tilting her head to one side Perfume questioned, 
"Now you understand Airen? You is special to us. Outsiders bring 
fresh life to tribe." Pausing Perfume formed a thoughtful expression. "I 
think is more to Hiibaachan interest in Airens but not know what. She 
is like Airen in thinking and cause much trouble in what she is planning. 
That much for sure."
	"Like me?" Nabiki raised an eyebrow. Drawling she 
questioned, "What do you mean by that?"
	Smirking Perfume responded, "Just that I know my Airen is 
clever one." Reaching out her hand she smoothly rested it on Nabiki's 
cheek before slowly tracing it down the other girl's smooth skin. 
Inciting shivers in Nabiki who looked at Perfume with curious hazel 
eyes. "I know you is not liking Amazon law. I no like it either at times 
but if it let me be with you," Perfume beamed. "Is no so bad."
	Swallowing deeply Nabiki breathed, "How can you say that? 
You hardly know me, I could turn out to be a real bastard. Then 
where would you be?"
	Blinking at the use of this word Perfume replied, "I no know 
what that mean but am sure it not what you are Airen." She murmured, 
"I am best tracker of tribe. Have sharp eyes, ears, nose and mind. 
Notice things others do not and I notice all about you, Tendo Nabiki." 
Smiling now Perfume purred sensously, "You pretend to be cold but I 
know truth, you is kind person Airen. No matter how much you try to 
hide it."
	Coughing uncomfortably under this astute study Nabiki replied 
nervously, "I don't know what to say to that."
	"Is simple," murmured Perfume. "Just say that you give me fair 
chance to win your heart." Wearing a seductive smile Perfume added, 
"You no regret it if you do."
	Eyeing Perfume with keen hazel eyes Nabiki found herself 
believing this statement with all her being and feared where this would 
lead her. Because if there was one thing Tendo Nabiki could claim in 
her life it was that very few had made their way past the barriers 
surrounding her heart. And it seemed that Perfume was bound and 
determined to be one of those few.

	Poking Ranma in the side Ukyo tilted her head towards the 
crouched figure of Cologne who was muttering to herself. Nodding his 
head Ranma followed after his iinazuke as she stealthily leapt through 
the air.
	"They're a hundred years too earlier to defeat me," Cologne 
grumbled as the couple landed behind her.
	"Looks like hundred years are up," smirked Ukyo.
	Shifting her gaze Cologne rose to her feet and looked at the 
smiling couple who appeared quite proud of themselves for having 
caught up to her.
	"Ah," murmured Cologne. "Very good. I never even heard you 
approach. My Great Granddaughter knew what she was doing when 
she chose you two for her Airens."
	"We're not marrying Shampoo!" shouted Ranma as he stalked 
forward. "I told you before that if we're going to marry anybody it'll be 
each other. And I want you to apologize for what you said to Ucchan 
about me! I'll never leave her! Do you understand? Never!"
	Flipping the staff in her grip Cologne smoothly extended it to 
aim a sharp jab at Ukyo's chest who released a gasp of surprise at this 
action. Smirking Cologne stated smugly, "We'll see if you truly mean 
that boy." Leaping away on her staff like a pogo stick she called, "I 
would change your mind about Shampoo if I were you Son-in-law. 
For Ukyo's sake as well as your own. Whether you realize it or not 
Shampoo is the key to your future happiness."
	Covering the now aching muscles caused by the recent attack 
Ukyo looked at the exiting Cologne with perplexed sandalwood eyes. 
"What do you think she meant by that?" she asked her iinazuke.
	"Beats me," returned Ranma, scratching his cheek thoughtfully. 
"But I bet it isn't anything good." Blue eyes looked on her with 
concern. "You okay?"
	"Me?" asked Ukyo playfully. "Always. It was barely more 
than a poke. I wonder why she did it."
	"Pettiness?" offered Ranma, wearing a silly smile.
	Snickering at this Ukyo was about to offer a reply when 
suddenly a melodic shout pierced the air. 
	"Airens!" shouted Shampoo as she flew at them embracing 
them both in a tight hug which Ukyo and Ranma exchanged a sheepish 
glance at. Pulling back Shampoo wore an expression of pure delight. 
"Shampoo so happy you is all right! Was sure Hiibaachan do 
something bad to Airens."
	"Nah," Ranma said while smiling rakishly. "I guess we were 
too much for her, right Ucchan?"
	Rolling her eyes at her iinazuke's seemingly unendless 
confidence Ukyo replied, "You bet Ranchan." Turning her gaze to their 
companion she murmured, "How about we head back to the dojo 
Shampoo? You cooked ramen for us so it's only right that I make 
some of my patented okonomiyaki for you. What do you say? Sound 
like a plan?"
	"Ukyo want to cook for Shampoo?" questioned Shampoo 
softly in surprise.
	"That's what I just said, isn't it?" chuckled Ukyo playfully. 
"C'mon kiddo," drawled Ukyo as she grabbed Shampoo's hand in her 
own, then doing the same with Ranma. Soon Ukyo was dragging the 
two behind her as they headed towards the dojo.

	"Shampoo know no Ukyo can cook," breathed the purple 
haired Amazon lowly to Ranma.
	The pair were sitting in the kitchen observing with certain 
delight while Ukyo prepared their okonomiyaki at breakneck speed. 
Upon arriving at the dojo they had found that most of the boarders 
had went their own ways leaving only Nabiki and Perfume remaining 
on the verandah deep in conversation. Noting this with some interest 
the three companions made their way to the kitchen. Now watching 
their mutual beloved cook for them a comfortable bond between 
Ranma and Shampoo had formed.
	"Ucchan's the best okonomiyaki chef in all of Japan," Ranma 
said proudly. "Wait'll you taste her food, it's great."
	"Ranma love Ukyo very much," noted Shampoo her musical 
voice laced with envy.
	Pausing to stare deeply into scarlet eyes Ranma nodded 
solemnly at this comment before turning colbalt eyes back to the form 
of Ukyo. Shampoo sighed upon seeing this. Wondering if he would 
ever care for her in such a way. Both her Airens had big hearts, this 
was true, but they had yet to show any signs of opening them to 
Shampoo.
	Patience, she thought to herself, is one of the greatest virtues a 
warrior may possess. I simply must wait and bide my time until they 
see the love I have for them is true. Eventually they will accept it. I just 
wish I knew what Great Grandmother was up to, thought Shampoo 
with a frown.
	Suddenly the deep voice of male Ukyo sounded as he 
grumbled, "Oh great..." Sopping wet he looked at Ranma and 
Shampoo who wore faces of amusement at his state. "The cold water 
pipe must be busted," he explained.
	Shrugging sheepishly Ukyo quickly tossed a pair of plates 
before Ranma and Shampoo which landed on the table with little 
effort. Then similarly he covered the plates with piping hot helpings of 
okonomiyaki doing the same manuever.
	Ranma immediately dove in and began consuming his 
okonomiyaki with certain fervor. Shampoo watched this with wide 
eyes until she felt the soft gaze of Ukyo on her. Lifting her scarlet eyes 
she locked them with sandalwood ones.
	Smiling gently Ukyo questioned, "Try some?"
	Feeling her insides melt at this request Shampoo nodded her 
head and daintily took a small bite of her okonomiyaki. Immediately 
she smiled widely as the food met her tastebuds. Looking up at Ukyo 
the Amazon said, "Airen Ukyo very good chef. Shampoo never have 
food disappear in mouth so quick." Flushing a bit she continued shyly, 
"Shampoo thank you for gift."
	"Gift?" Ukyo quirked an oak brown eyebrow. "Don't be silly 
Shampoo." Forming a mischievous smile he stated arrogantly, "Ukyo's 
the name and okonomiyaki is the game." Finished saying this he 
flashed Shampoo his most charming smile which the Amazon stared 
blankly at. Chuckling at this reaction he explained, "It's just a saying I 
used when I was little, that's all. Besides," he said softly. "I like 
cooking for my friends Shampoo." Pausing he asked hesistantly, "We 
are friends, aren't we?"
	Silently Shampoo averted her gaze from Ukyo to Ranma. The 
pigtailed boy had stopped eating and was also looking at her with 
thoughtful eyes. Both her Airens patiently waited for her reply and 
Shampoo replied with a smile, "We is friends Airen." Her smile 
deepened when she saw the joyous expressions on Ukyo and 
Ranma's faces. Seeing this as an opportunity to get closer to them 
Shampoo said in careful Japanese, "Since we is friends now. Maybe 
Ukyo tell Shampoo how learn to cook so good?"
	"Sure sugar," replied Ukyo grinning. "I'd love to." Taking his 
seat next across from them he began slowly, "It all started because of 
my family. They were okonomiyaki chefs you see and everyone in the 
clan learns the art of cooking okonomiyaki. That's just a given when 
you're born a Kuonji."
	Slowly eating the delicious food made for her by her Airen, 
Shampoo smiled at the feeling of contentment she experienced while 
listening to Ukyo relay his past. Taking another bite of her 
okonomiyaki Shampoo resolved that the next question would be for 
Ranma.

	Giggling Shampoo exclaimed, "So Airen Ranma only have hair 
in pigtail because bored girl do it that way in one day in class and..." 
Shampoo trailed off as she wiped her tear filled eyes. Snickering still 
she continued, "And Ranma no know how to undo pigtail!" Laughing 
again Shampoo doubled over and met the eyes of Ukyo who was in a 
similar position. Seeing this the pair began roaring with new waves of 
laughter.
	The three had long since finished their okonomiyaki and were 
indulging themselves in a playful game of twenty questions. Each took 
a turn quizzing another in the group about various things. Their 
childhoods, favorite movies, school life, and anything else they could 
think of. Shampoo was enjoying herself thoroughly and couldn't think 
of the last time she had this much fun.
	"It's not that funny," Ranma said sourly, folding his arms across 
his chest.
	"Yes it is Ranchan," breathed Ukyo raggedly through his dying 
laughs while rising smoothly to his feet. "I never knew you were so 
lazy."
	"I'm not lazy!" exclaimed Ranma huffily. "I just didn't know 
how to undo a pigtail at the time, okay? And by the time I learned how 
I thought it looked good one me. Yeesh..."
	Smiling at Ranma and Shampoo the okonomiyaki chef 
drawled, "I'm going to take a hot bath. I'll talk to you two later." 
Walking away they heard him mutter humorously to himself, "Didn't 
know how to undo a pigtail..."
	"Stop making fun of me!" shouted Ranma in mock tones of 
anger to his exiting iinazuke's back. Turning cobalt eyes to Shampoo 
he groaned on seeing her holding back another round of giggles. 
"Women," he muttered.

	Walking up the stairs Ukyo winced as he heard a loud crash 
coming from the dojo. "Five yen says Ryoga and Akane are training 
again," muttered Ukyo under his breath.
	Ever since they had become an official couple they were 
spending twice as much time together. This meant training together as 
well. Something that was good for Ryoga and Akane because for 
whatever reason they possessed an infinite amount patience when it 
came to one another. Around anyone else they'd explode in frustration 
after a matter of seconds but with each other? Ukyo paused and 
frowned thoughtfully while trying to recall a time one of them had 
gotten upset at the other. Smiling he murmured, "Never."
	There was only one problem with the arrangement of the new 
found couple training together. Ryoga alone had enough power to 
destroy the better part of Nerima but when coupled with Akane? 
Well, lets just say Nabiki had her hands full with taking care of the 
dojo repair bills after they had a good workout.
	Continuing on his trek towards the furo Ukyo halted outside 
the closed door to room Sakura shared with Akane. He hadn't seen 
the street fighter downstairs and knew that the most likely place for her 
to be would be in her room. Knocking on the door hesistantly he was 
met with the calm voice of Sakura calling, "Come in."
	Walking into the room Ukyo noted that green eyes held a tinge 
of surprise on seeing his male half. Hovering in the doorway Ukyo 
began slowly, "I thought you might want to talk about what happened 
earlier with you and Shampoo."
	"Why would you think that?" quiered Sakura dryly.
	The street fighter was sprawled out on the futon she slept on in 
the room and had apparently been reading several assorted letters and 
postcards strewn around her. The one thing that always delighted 
Sakura was hearing from the diverse group of friends she made in her 
travels.
	Watching Ukyo shift uncomfortably from one foot to another 
Sakura groaned. "Sit down, will you?" Shaking her head the street 
fighter rose from her lounging position and pushed Ukyo until he sat 
down on Akane's bed. Sitting across from him Sakura asked 
seriously, "Now tell me what you really came here to talk about."
	"Well," said Ukyo uncertainly. "It's only..." Sighing he paused a 
moment before deciding to just spit it out. Lifting his gaze he stared 
hard at Sakura while asking, "Why are you so mean to Shampoo? 
You don't treat Ranchan that way."
	"Maybe because I like and trust Ranma," retorted Sakura 
sarcastically. Sighing she averted her glittering green gaze and said 
softly, "I'm sorry Ucchan." Wearing a wry smile she commented, "This 
must be how you felt about Dachi when she and I first became 
involved." Boring her eyes into Ukyo the street fighter said strongly, "I 
don't trust Shampoo. I don't trust her and I don't like her."
	"Why?" asked Ukyo perplexed.
	"She's trying to put her stamp of ownership on you Ucchan for 
the Kami's sake!" shouted Sakura. "Shampoo doesn't care about you! 
She doesn't even know you, she's just a little cog in the big Amazon 
machine. A good little warrior who does whatever her precious Elders 
tell her to. Ucchan," murmured Sakura in softer, almost pleading tones. 
Leaning forward the street fighter held Ukyo's hands in her own. "My 
fondest memories of you are when we went to school together. Free 
and happy. Without a care in the world, nothing weighing you down, 
an infinite amount of possibilities before you. You running wild, your 
hair blowing free in the wind, face alight with joy." Smiling fondly 
recalling this Sakura whispered, "Do you know how beautiful you are 
like that? Could you ever know?" Shaking her head Sakura breathed 
to herself, "Of course not." Raising her gaze she continued solemnly, 
"Those memories are why I don't like Shampoo. By forcing you into 
this marriage she's taking the joy of living away from you." Pausing 
Sakura stated, "When a wild thing is caged it shrivels away and soon 
dies but if you set it free it will flourish." Moving forward Sakura had 
her face only centimeters from Ukyo's. "I want you to be free Ucchan. 
Always."
	Gently Sakura pressed her lips against Ukyo's indulging in a 
soft sweet kiss which lasted a few moments before the street fighter 
pulled away saying, "You'll always be my first love Ukyo. And it's 
hard to get over your first love."
	"I know," breathed Ukyo tenderly. "Remember how I first 
acted around Dachi?"
	Chuckling lowly Sakura replied, "As you would put it, like a 
world class jackass."
	"More or less," admitted Ukyo wryly. Rising to his feet he 
gently cupped Sakura's cheek while continuing, "I understand how you 
feel about Shampoo but can you at least try to be civil to her?" 
Shooting Sakura a brilliant smile he purred lowly, "For my sake?"
	"For your sake," agreed Sakura softly. "I'll try not to pick any 
more fights with the purple haired bimbo."
	Sighing Ukyo warned, "Sakura..."
	"All right, all right," exclaimed Sakura teasingly while holding 
her hands up in defense. "I'll try not to pick any more fights with 
Shampoo. Better?"
	"Much," Ukyo beamed. Starting his exit he paused, his hand 
on the doorknob. "I really appreciate this Sakura." Wearing a 
capricious smile Ukyo scratched the back of his head murmuring, "I 
have enough problems without having to worry about Shampoo giving 
you the kiss of death."
	Snorting at this remark Sakura retorted, "I wouldn't fret over 
that possiblity Ucchan." Wearing a grave face the street fighter stated, 
"They may not realize it but messing with me would be like opening a 
Pandora's Box for the Amazons. It would be the best for everyone if 
they just left me alone."
	Puzzling over this mysterious statement Ukyo left Sakura and 
continued on his way to the furo to prepare for a relaxing soak in some 
hot water.

	"So Shampoo," said Ranma curiously. "Tell me some more 
about you. What are your parents like? Is your Mother as good a 
fighter as you?"
	"No," Shampoo replied with a smile. "Shampoo Mother is 
tribal healer. Her touch very kind and she bring much happiness to 
others. She no fighter like Shampoo." Flushing slightly Shampoo 
admitted, "Mother often say that Shampoo act like Great 
Grandmother. Very strong willed. Shampoo Mother is like water, she 
shift to others, never cause no trouble." Sighing she mused, "Often 
Shampoo wish to be like Mother and be peaceful. To have everyone 
love Shampoo but is no so. Shampoo can no make people like her... 
is hopeless. Shampoo born fighter. Has been this way since Shampoo 
very small. Was taken to train with Hiibaachan. That seal Shampoo's 
fate in tribe."
	"Taken?" questioned Ranma quietly. "Shampoo, are you 
saying that the troll took you away from your parents and raised you 
herself?"
	Smiling softly at her Airen's wording for the most respected 
Elder of their tribe Shampoo nodded. "Yes," she revealed. "Shampoo 
raised by Great Grandmother. She make this choice as tribal Elder. 
Need heir for tribe, be future Elder and Matriarch. Shampoo parents 
no can question Elders so Shampoo taken. Once a month Shampoo 
let go to visit. At first it very lonely then Shampoo meet Perfume. 
Great Grandmother raise Perfume from baby when Perfume Mother 
die in childbirth. Perfume is like Shampoo, future planned from start. 
Shampoo train to be Matriarch while Perfume Cousin train to be tribal 
Enforcer."
	Shaking his head slowly Ranma murmured, "I can't believe she 
took you away from your family like that." Forming a face of anger he 
hissed, "She really is a monster to do that to you." Looking at 
Shampoo with sad blue eyes he whispered, "You probably don't even 
know what it's like to be part of a real family because of her."
	Wondering at the fierce tone of his voice when speaking about 
her Great Grandmother Shampoo replied softly, "Is okay Ranma. 
Shampoo no have regrets. Shampoo know is only way life could be."
	"No!" argued Ranma, slamming his fist against the table while 
rising to his feet. "It's not okay Shampoo!" Turning away from her he 
muttered to himself, "I can't believe I ever blamed you for this 
situation. If anyone is at fault it has to be that evil gnome." Shifting he 
looked deeply into her eyes and vowed, "Don't worry Shampoo. 
Ucchan and I will work something out so all of us can be happy." 
Resting his hand lightly on top of hers Ranma smiled encouragingly. 
"Because from what I've heard you should know what it's like to be a 
part of a real family. One that will care for you and not just use you for 
the politics of your tribe. That's not real love in a family. You deserve 
to have real love, true love, in your life Shampoo."
	"Ranma," said Shampoo reverently.
	Squeezing his hand lightly in her grip Shampoo felt her heart 
clench. It amazed her how her Airens always knew just the right thing 
to say to make her feel appreciated. This natural loving just proved the 
goodness of their hearts. Gracefully she rose to her feet while still 
holding his hands in her soft grip. This action seemed so natural that 
Ranma didn't think twice about it. Gazing into Shampoo's warm scarlet 
eyes he found himself smiling at the beauty he found there. While he 
lost himself in her gaze Shampoo lifted his hands to her lips and kissed 
his knuckles lightly.
	Raising her eyes Shampoo murmured against his tanned skin, 
"Shampoo already found family in her Airens. Ukyo and Ranma is all 
Shampoo need and want in life."
	Both touched and stunned by the resounding honesty 
expressed in this sentiment Ranma struggled for a response when 
suddenly a deep cry of anguish echoed throughout the dojo household.
	Eyes wide the pair turned their heads towards the direction of 
the cry and shouted in panic, "Ukyo!!"

	Running into the furo they found that a very naked male Ukyo 
focusing his attention on the small figure of Cologne.
	Not noticing Ranma and Shampoo's entrance an enraged 
Ukyo continued to glare at Cologne with sandalwood eyes. The 
Amazon Elder had broken through the furo's temporary repairs of a 
few hastily nailed boards and was clinging to her staff wearing a smug 
expression.
	Flying at the old woman in a harried attack Ukyo bellowed in 
anger, "I'll get you for this old ghoul!!"
	Dodging this sloppy confrontation from a desperate Ukyo the 
Elder chuckled, "Anger does little for your fighting skills Daughter-in-
law. Or should I be calling you Son-in-law from now on?"
	Trembling with rage Ukyo screamed, "Shut up!" Flying at 
Cologne he launched another failed attempt to grab his ever evasive 
opponent.
	Sailing away from the group in the furo with certain ease 
Cologne called in superior tones, "Marry my Shampoo or you'll never 
be able to love your cherished iinazuke in female form again Kuonji!"
	Sinking to the floor of the furo Ukyo gripped at the tiles with 
desperate hands in a frozen position of utter despair. Suddenly he 
released a scream of pure anger and slammed his fists into the floor, 
crushing the tiles under the weight of his strength. Studying this reaction 
with wide eyes Ranma swiftly moved to his iinazuke's side, wrapping a 
discarded robe around his shoulders. Shampoo followed after the 
pigtailed boy and knelt at the other side of Ukyo. The okonomiyaki 
chef remained in his crumpled position, silently allowing Ranma to 
cover his naked form with the robe. Shakily he dropped his oak 
brown head into the palms of his hands and the low sound of sobbing 
filled the furo. Drawing closer to Ukyo both Ranma and Shampoo 
clutched to each side of him offering their love and support. Collapsing 
in tears now Ukyo buried himself in the warmth of their embrace while 
crying for the loss of his femininity. Whether she had meant to or not 
Cologne had stolen Ukyo's truest self, what he saw himself as being 
deep down. A woman. By doing this Cologne left Ukyo alone with 
only what the world had made him. A man.
	Cobalt eyes locked with scarlet ones and wearing identical 
faces of resolve Ranma and Shampoo vowed that Cologne would pay 
for doing this to their mutual beloved. No one did this to their Ucchan. 
Dangerous opponent, tribal Elder, or not this action could not be 
forgiven. Causing Ukyo pain was something neither of them would 
allow and they would make Cologne regret this transgression.

To be continued... 

All characters in this fanfiction are from Ranma 1/2.
Except for Sakura who is from Street Fighter and Perfume who is 
borrowed from Wade Tritschler. This fanfiction was inspired by the 
works of Rumiko Takahashi, Wade Tritschler, Jim Robert Bader, and 
many other cool folks. 

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A solemn attitude fills the air as everyone laments the affects of Ukyo 
being stuck as a boy thanks to Cologne and the full body Cat-Tongue.

HOMER IN SPACE

REPORTER: Uh, question for the barbecue chef: Don't you think 
there is an inherent danger in sending unqualified civilians into space?
HOMER: I'll field this one. The only danger is if they send us to that 
terrible Planet of the Apes. 
(Homer thinks a moment then realizes something).
HOMER: Wait a minute, Statue of Liberty--that was our planet! You 
maniacs! You blew it up! Damn you! Damn you all to hell!