Well, here is (finally) the second chapter of this fusion. Since it's
not one of my main projects, I don't write on it as often, but I hope
the story's quality doesn't suffer from it.
Disclaimer time:
Rumiko Takahashi, Shogagukan, Kitty and Viz Communications own Ranma
1/2. Yuzo Takada and A.D. Vision own All-Purpose Cultural Girl
Nuku-Nuku. This fic is based is on Gregg Sharp's Nuku Nuku idea from
chapter 30 of 'A Reluctant Bet' (and is used here with his permission).
Corwin (ely7@inter.net.il or corwin@virtuallyjeannie.com)
http://lavender.fortunecity.com/friday/573/ranma.html
* Previous chapters can also be found at:
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All-Purpose Jusenkyo Girl Nuku-Nuku
Chapter 2 - Just two normal days in Nerima.
"A free word of advice, Ranma," Nabiki said to the pigtailed boy, before
going to school. "When you get to the school's gates, stay away from
Akane's fan club."
"Fan club?" Ranma asked, blinking a few times.
"You'll see," Nabiki said mysteriously, before grabbing her lunch and
going out. "Later."
"Ok, Nuku, let's go too," Ranma said, getting up and taking his
backpack.
"Oh my, Ranma. What if Nuku changes during the day?" Kasumi exclaimed.
"Man, I haven't thought of that," Ranma replied dejectedly. Getting an
idea, he asked, "Say, Kasumi, do you have a thermos or something?"
"Certainly, Ranma."
"Can you fill it with cold water and loan it to me? All I have to do is
keep it close to me!" Ranma said happily.
"But what if Nuku is splashed with hot water while she's on her own?"
Kasumi asked, while getting the thermos.
"Um... I'll have to keep Nuku around me all the time too, then!" Ranma
replied, putting a hand on the cat-girl's shoulder.
"Hmph, pervert," Akane mumbled, before saying goodbye to Kasumi and
running outside.
"Hey, wait up!" Ranma exclaimed, grabbing the offered thermos and Nuku
Nuku's hand, and speeding away after the receding figure of Akane,
saying his thanks to Kasumi on the way out.
Left alone, Kasumi put a hand to her cheek and thought, 'My, he's so
energetic and young... well, not too young...'
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"Ranma, what are those boys doing?" Nuku Nuku asked, looking at the
crowd assembled at the school's gates.
"I dunno, maybe they're that fan club Nabiki was talking about. Anyway,
it's not our business, so let's go inside."
With that, Ranma sped off inside the building. Nuku Nuku shrugged, and
ran after him, leaving most of the boys distracted up to the time Akane
arrived and plowed through them. This little fact didn't escape Nabiki's
notice, who already started making plans for exploiting the situation.
Inside the head office, Ranma and Nuku Nuku quickly enrolled to school,
and were incidentally given the same homeroom as Akane, who didn't seem
all too pleased from that fact. Maybe it was due to the fact that Ranma
and Nuku Nuku were getting all of the class' attention, which was
divided between boys leering at Nuku, and girls mooning over Ranma.
Taking two sits at the back of the class, the new arrivals ignored the
attention they were receiving, and settled in.
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"Class, we have two new students today," the teacher announced as Ranma
and Nuku Nuku stood in front of the whole class. "Why don't you
introduce yourselves?"
"Well, I'm Saotome Ranma," the pigtailed boy said, before posing
dramatically, "and I'm the heir to the Saotome School of Anything Goes
Martial Arts!"
"And my name is Nuku Nuku!" the purple-haired girl exclaimed happily.
"I'm Ranma's fiancee! We're staying with Baka-san at Akane's house!"
"Baka-san?" the teacher asked.
"Ah, she means my pop. He's a real idiot," Ranma replied casually.
"Oh." The teacher blinked for a few seconds, before regaining her
senses. "Ranma, why don't you take the seat next to the window. Nuku
Nuku, you may take the one behind him."
"Sure, Teach. No prob," Ranma said, shrugging.
Once everyone was seated, class started.
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During lunch, Ranma and Nuku Nuku both got surrounded by various
students, who showered the pair with various questions. The whole time,
Akane sat alone at her desk, seething and attacking her food. Finally,
she couldn't take it anymore, and took out her thermos of hot coffee to
splash Nuku Nuku, when the wall to the classroom exploded, causing Akane
to spill the thermos's contents on herself in surprise.
The rest of the students turned towards the hole, which was two meters
in diameter. However, the most intriguing thing of all was that it had
been made in the outer wall, and their class was on the third floor.
Ranma shrieked in terror and grabbed Nuku Nuku. They almost made it out
of the door, when several women filling into the classroom from that
direction halted their presence.
"Hello, Son-in-law, Daughter-in-law," a petite woman perched atop a
staff called out, as she easily jumped above the women blocking the
doorway.
"W-Why, Cologne," Ranma stammered out, sweating profusely. "F-Fancy m-
meeting you h-here."
"It's... It's a mummy!" Daisuke exclaimed, the first to see the newest
arrival clearly.
Shampoo, appearing from the hole in the wall, bonked the boy on the head
with one of her bon-bori.
"It no great-grandmother's fault she fall in Spring of Ghoulish Talking
Dried-Up Old Monkey!"
Ranma took the half-full thermos of coffee from Akane's numb fingers,
and poured it over Cologne's head, staggering immediately as a staff
impacted upon his head.
"Why did you do that for, Son-in-law?" the ancient Amazon asked him, hot
coffee dripping down her face.
"Ack! She's still a dried up old mummy!" Ranma cried out, getting hit on
the head once more for that remark.
"That was 'monkey', Son-in-law, and I cannot change back. A few years
ago a prince from the Musk Dynasty used the Chiisuiton on me, a magical
device which locked me in my cursed form."
"That's too bad," Ranma said sympathetically.
"Not really. There is still hope. Another device by the name of Kaisuifu
can counter the curse, and it's located somewhere in this country."
"Ah, so that's why you came here," Ranma said, sighing in relief.
Cologne smiled, managing to strike terror in the hearts of people
watching her.
"Not exactly, Son-in-law. You left in such a hurry, that you must've
forgotten to take your wives with you."
"Wives?!" the whole class screamed in surprise, as Ranma began to sweat
once again.
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Nuku Nuku wondered what she should do. All of her friends from that
Amazon village showed up. She wanted to ask them if they wanted to play
with her, but one of the first things Ranma asked of her once they left
the Amazons behind was never to do that again.
No matter how much she thought about it, Nuku Nuku couldn't understand
why it was wrong of her to play with all those females and then kiss
them, but Ranma spent more time as a human, and should know better.
Well, better than fat-old-man.
Looking at Ranma, Nuku Nuku noticed that he was very nervous. Maybe he
was sick? In that case, she had to get him to a doctor!
Shouting, "Don't worry, Ranma, Nuku Nuku will help you!" she slung him
over her shoulder, and quickly jumped outside of the classroom through
the hole Shampoo made, gaining speed as the ground approached to meet
them at an incredible pace.
Flipping agilely, Nuku Nuku landed on her feet, as befits a true cat,
and waved at the Amazons looking at her from the third floor. Maybe they
would like to play tag with her, while she gets Ranma home?
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The residents of a once peaceful Tokyo suburb known as Nerima were
startled by the chase that took place in the shopping district. A pink
blur whizzed past them at neck breaking speeds, meowing in glee all the
while, followed closely by a group of severely underdressed women with
archaic weapons.
However, the most startling things, especially for those few that could
understand Chinese, were the cries of "Airen!" that came from the
warrior women periodically.
Just as the procession was passing a few bars, their patrons were
treated to the sight of a pink elephant bomb diving on the women and
sending the warriors scrambling for cover.
"I ain't never drinking that stuff again!" was repeated by quite a few
people that day.
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The next day, Ranma and Nuku Nuku went to school ahead of the Tendo
girls, curious about the morning battles. The easiest way to get the
whole story was to buy it from Nabiki, but Ranma didn't see any reason
in buying the information when he could just ask anyone else at school
about it.
"Hey, Hiroshi, Daisuke!" the pigtailed boy greeted his two friends, as
Nuku Nuku cheerfully waved at them.
Taking a few moments to drool at the cat-girl's rather uninhibited
nature, the boys eventually came to their wits, and greeted the pair.
"Guys," Ranma tried to ask nonchalantly, "what's the story with that
Akane chick and her fan club?"
As the boys looked at each other uneasily, keeping silent, Ranma asked
incredulously, "Don't tell me some idiot proclaimed that in order to get
a date with that girl one had to defeat her in combat first?!"
Daisuke and Hiroshi blinked a couple of times, before the latter
answered tentatively, "Um... no. They just like her... very much."
Daisuke just nodded, agreeing with his friend's explanation.
"So... the only reason Akane kicks their ass is because they ask her on
dates?" Ranma asked, his right eyebrow twitching nervously.
Nuku Nuku was standing quietly, absorbing the new information. Did it
mean that in Japan a girl had to beat up every guy that ask her on a
date? Maybe Ranma was wrong, and Japan was much more similar to that
nice Amazon village than he told her?
Hiroshi shrugged, answering, "Well, actually we think everyone in the
club is a masochist."
"Oh, man," Ranma groaned, putting his head in his hands. "I'm surrounded
by freakin' weirdoes!"
Recovering in record time, Ranma put a smile on his face and told Nuku
Nuku, "C'mon, let's get going. If those sickos wanna get beaten, I say
let them."
Daisuke and Hiroshi followed them to class, not taking their eyes off
the cat-girl for a moment.
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Ranma frowned when the teacher didn't enter the classroom after the bell
had rung. Something was wrong, the boy could feel it in his bones.
Glancing at Nuku Nuku to see if her danger sense had picked up anything,
Ranma shook his head. Well, at least the sight of the cat-girl playing
on her desk with a small toy mouse he'd bought her answered his
question.
But if they weren't in any physical danger, then why were all of his
senses screaming, pleading and even begging him to bolt out of the
classroom immediately?
Ranma sighed, labeling it as yet another mystery in his already hectic
life. Arranging his seat slightly, to allow for better maneuverability
should he have to fight, the pigtailed boy tensed up, awaiting the
inevitable.
Five minutes later, when the wait was almost unbearable, the teacher
finally entered the classroom, followed by several girls. Upon seeing
their faces, and the clothes they all wore, Ranma came very close to
fainting, and froze in his seat.
"Good morning, class," the teacher greeted, before indicating the new
arrivals with a sweep of his right hand. "Today we have new foreign
exchange students with us, who would be joining us for the rest of the
school year. Why don't you introduce yourselves, girls?"
"I Shan Pu, Amazon Princess. We come to Japan to be with husband. Anyone
mess with Amazon womans learn error of their ways!" the purple-haired
girl announced proudly.
Murmurs started spreading throughout the classroom, with most of the
female students alternating between glancing at Ranma and the Amazons;
the male population, for its part, gave the warrior women their
undivided, lustful attention. The pigtailed boy, however, was blissfully
unaware of that, as well as anything that has been said after hearing
'joining us' and 'the rest of the school year'.
Picking up several of the hushed discussions among the students with her
highly trained Amazon years, Shan Pu added, "First one to call me hair-
care product dies!" frowning for the full effect. Several of the
accompanying Amazons rattled their school bags menacingly, letting the
rest of the students know that books weren't the only thing they carried
inside.
The tension was broken by the cat-girl exclaiming, "Yay! More friends
are going to school with Nuku Nuku!"
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"Ah! Those girls! Such beauty... such fighting spirit... such an amount
of gratuitous cleavage! I must have them all!"
It took all of Nabiki's willpower not to cry out, "What?!" with the rest
of her classmates, after hearing Kuno's latest tirade.
'So, Kuno-baby likes Saotome's 'wives', eh? Interesting... very
interesting. It appears that I might need to visit Ranma during lunch
today...'
Nabiki's thoughts returned to the present just in time to catch a
glimpse of Kuno's back, as the teacher sent the upperclassman outside
for interrupting his class.
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"Ranma, wait up!" Nabiki called out to the pigtailed boy, as he jumped
out of the window of his classroom after grabbing his lunch. Spending
the lunch period in a classroom full of amorous and armed to the teeth
Amazons wasn't exactly on his 'to do' list.
"Hey, Nuku, can you bring Nabiki with you?" Ranma called out during his
descent.
"Ok, Ranma!" the cat-girl cheerfully replied.
Covering the distance between her and Nabiki in one huge leap, she slung
the middle Tendo daughter over her shoulder and followed Ranma outside
through the same window he'd just used.
Giving out a startled shriek, Nabiki closed her eyes, fully expecting to
wake up in a full body cast in some hospital. When she was gently set on
the ground, she took a chance and opened them slightly, seeing that she
was standing in the shade of a giant tree. Ranma and his 'fiancee' were
sitting in front of her, already eating their lunches.
'Right... this sort of thing is normal for these guys. Sheesh!'
Shaking her head to clear it, Nabiki addressed the pigtailed boy.
"Listen, Ranma, I've got a business proposition for you."
"Oh?" he asked, not raising his head from his lunchbox.
"Yes. Those Amazons are quite taken with you, and will probably do a lot
for you if you asked them, won't they?"
"I guess."
"So how about talking them into doing a few photo shoots? We can split
the profits between us."
Waiting for an answer as casually as possible, Nabiki strained her ears
when Ranma mumbled something. Catching only a few syllables, she sighed
internally in exasperation, lamenting on the things she had to put
herself through for money, and asked him calmly, "Can you repeat that,
Ranma? I didn't get your answer."
"I don't need money," the pigtailed boy said simply between bites.
'So that's how he wants to play it, eh? Time for Plan B.'
Putting on her most charming smile, Nabiki whispered throatily, leaning
towards him, "Are you sure about that, Ranma? Working with me can be
quite... rewarding."
"Uh-huh."
Nabiki cursed internally, and decided to use her ultimate attack - the
dreaded puppy dog eyes.
"But..." she said, sniffing, "I wanted to work with you so much."
Nabiki's lower lip started to tremble. "Just a lonely girl wanting to
spend some time with her fiancee... and make some money while they're at
it..." A tear made its way down Nabiki's cheek. "And you... You're not
even listening!"
"Huh? Did you want something, Nabiki?" Ranma asked, turning his head
towards her, a few rice grains stuck to his face.
'Damn him, he's good! Alright, the kiddy gloves are off!'
"Ranma," Nabiki said in her sternest voice, with no sign of the tears
that seemed to break out mere moments earlier. "You, that fat flying
pink elephant of yours, and the cat-girl here cost a lot of money; money
that comes out of _our_ pockets. Unless you have a large stash of money
somewhere that you can withdraw, you'd have to earn your keep by making
those Amazons pose for a few pictures."
"Ok."
"You'll do it?!" Nabiki exclaimed incredulously. She'd won, just like
that? "When will you talk to them?"
"Why would I want to do that?" Ranma asked confusedly.
A vein popped on Nabiki's forehead. Either this guy was a complete
idiot, or he was playing with her. Mustering her center and hanging on
to it, she asked slowly, "Didn't you just agree to pay for your stay at
our dojo?"
"Yep," the pigtailed boy answered, nodding.
"So how will you do that, if you don't talk to the Amazons?"
"I'll do the other thing."
"The other thing? What in the world are you..." Nabiki was about to
demand an explanation, when it suddenly dawned upon her. "You have
money?! You?"
"Yep. Whom do I write the check for?" Ranma asked her, wiping his face
with a napkin and taking out a check book.
Nabiki caught the words 'National Bank of Japan' on the cover and
considered fainting, but then suspicion rose in her heart.
"You don't expect me to just take a check from someone who's been on the
road for a decade, now do you? I want ten thousand yen, cash, no latter
than tomorrow morning."
"Only ten thousand?" Ranma asked, raising his eyebrow. "Wow, you're
really generous, Nabiki, for letting us all stay at your place for ten
thousand a month! Nuku and I'll take a detour to the bank today after
school and get the money for you."
Ranma waited for some sort of reply from the middle Tendo daughter for a
couple of minutes, before closing her mouth with a finger and getting
up.
"Hey, Nabiki, the lunch period's ended and all, so you should be going
back to class. See ya later!"
As Ranma and Nuku Nuku left to their classroom like the rest of the
students, Nabiki remained outside, her mind in a loop.
'Only ten thousand?'
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End of Chapter 2.