It still needs a bit more work, not to mention the scene where Shampoo 
and Akane confront each other in the Dojo to see who's best qualified 
to face Kodachi.  And Noriko and Kodachi teaming up to "help" Mousse 
get over Shampoo.  Anyways tell me what you think of what's been done 
so far.





Legal: The characters of Ranma 1/2 were created by the great Rumiko 
Takahashi.
I am using them without permission, hopefully for the purpose of 
entertaining someone.  If anyone who has a right to sue me has that 
desire, I have almost no money.

	C&C is appreciated, you can contact me at brenda02@sprynet.com
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A Ranma 1/2 Fanfict
Surreal Genius
By Brendan O'Donnell
Part six

	Ranma shoot awake and rose to a seated posture, coughing and 
wiping the water from her face.  She looked up at Nabiki who was 
standing by her futon holding a bucket of water.
	"Do you mind?"  Ranma commented in an annoyed tone.
	"Hey you didn't wake up when I asked you and Noriko said this 
was the quickest option."  She responded with a wide grin.
	Ranma stood up and walked through the halls toward the Bath.

	A shadowy figure sat in a tree before the gates of a large 
school complex.  His eyes were scanning the faces of the students as 
they filed into the building.. He frowned.  "Ranma," he commented, 
softly.  Glancing at the clock on the tower he realized that his target 
had not arrived.  He leapt of the tree branch, and landed quietly, his 
brown cloak settling around him.  Looking at the school building he 
nodded to himself as he identified the window of the office.  With a 
slight grin he ran straight up to that window, pausing to ram his fist 
into the wall beside it.  The wall exploded.
	Entering through his just created opening the figure walked up 
to the filing cabinets on the wall and opened the drawer marked S.  
Identifying the folder he sought he opened it, and read quickly.  He 
frowned.
	The door of the records room slammed open and a secretary 
stepped in.  "What happened?"  She commented looking around.  The 
figure stood, and suddenly she found herself slammed against the wall.
	"Where is Furinkan High school?"

	Shampoo hummed to herself as she walked through the streets, 
taking a longer rout back to the Saotome house that she hadn't taken 
before.  She was feeling a joy that none of the homework in her bookbag 
could diminish.  In her village she was the descendant and chosen heir 
of one of the strongest matriarchs.  She was proud of her position but 
the requirements were tiring.  *Here in Japan, I'm just another 
incredibly beautiful exchange student.*  She thought to herself.  *And 
since there aren't any amazon's here, None of the protocols and forms 
I've had to put so much time into following are necessary.  The freedom 
feels wonderful!*  With a joyful laugh she leaped onto the top of a 
nearby stone wall and started running along it's length.  The sound of 
voices from  the other side prompted her to look and she stopped, 
frowning to herself.
	On the other side of the Wall a confrontation was underway.  A 
group of four or five extremely bandaged figures in sweatsuits were 
threatening a black haired girl in a school uniform.
	Shampoo frowned to herself.  *I shouldn't take sides but five 
to one not fair odds*  Before she could take action the five pulled odd 
looking clubs and charged the schoolgirl.  Who had pulled a long black 
ribbon from her schoolbag and with an unnerving laugh she deftly 
deflected their attack.  *Hmm, unfair in the other direction*  The 
Ribbon wielder started thrashing her now cowering attackers.  *Too far 
for beaten opponent.*  Shampoo thought to herself a second before 
leaping off the wall.
	The Ribbon wielding girl was cheerfully lashing her would be 
attackers, when suddenly a hand snapped out and caught it, pulling it 
tight.  She looked up into the face of the purple haired girl who had 
caught it.
	"You beat many opponents, should be enough, no need for 
excess."  Shampoo said.
	"You caught my Ribbon�  I see your no ordinary girl."
	"Shampoo in no way ordinary."
	"No matter."  She replied as she dropped her ribbon and flipped 
one of her opponents clubs into the air with her foot.  "No one 
interferes with the black rose."  She added as she caught the club and 
lunged foreword, thrusting the weapon at Shampoo.  Shampoo ducked under 
the attack, lashing out with a kick to her opponents leg's, knocking 
her off her feet.  Rising Shampoo followed her first attack up with a 
fast uppercut, however the Ribbon wielder had used the trip as the 
start of a handspring which avoided the punch and threw her to land 
several feet away.
"Well, you are good."  Shampoo's opponent commented, pulling a black 
rose from her schoolbag.  "I'm Kodachi, the black rose,"  She said as 
she threw the rose into Shampoo's hands.  Turning she leaped to the top 
of the wall, paused and looked back at Shampoo.  "Be sure to remember 
that."  And with a laugh that sent shivers down Shampoo's spine she 
left in a series of roof to roof bounds.
	Shampoo looked after her brief opponent a moment then was 
reminded of the five sweatsuit clad fighters who were now weeping over 
their loss.

In Akane's room the Kodachi's five opponents were seated on the floor 
before her bed.  On the bed Akane and Shampoo were siting looking at 
them.  "Akane,"  one tearfully began.
	"Please, you have to help us."
	Akane looked at them, "The entire Rhythmic Gymnastics team was 
ambushed?"
	"We were trying to repay the favor but she was just too good."
	 "And it's only a week till the big contest."
	 "You've gotta help us, Akane!"
	"It's Martial arts Rhythmic gymnastics and you're the only girl 
in school who has any chance of managing this."
	"Actually there two girl now."  Shampoo commented with a smug 
grin.  Akane glared at her a second, then smiled at the girls.
	"Don't worry guy's, I'll help you out, and Shampoo might too."
	"Of course Shampoo help, Shampoo want second chance at rose 
maniac."
	"I'm not entering, but if you let me get some water I'll help 
you train."  Ranma commented as he left the doorway he stood in.

	Ranma looked around the Dojo, contemplating the Rhythmic 
Gymnastic tools lying everywhere.  Shampoo was going from tool to tool, 
cheerfully testing them with the proficiency of an expert in many 
weapons learning the basics of a new one.  Akane was�  "Um can I help 
you with that?"
	"Shut up!"  She called back as she struggled with the Ribbon 
which she had tangled around herself.  Hearing Shampoo giggle she 
pivoted to glare at the Chinese girl.
	"Akane not worry, Shampoo beat rose maniac easy at contest."
	"I'm the one the team asked for help, I'll beat her!"
	Shampoo opened her mouth a moment, then closed it as she 
glanced at her watch.  "No time for argue, Shampoo have date tonight." 
 With those words she exited the Dojo.
	Akane looked after her.  "She has a date."
	Ranma shrugged her shoulders and commented.  "Well in the 
village there were all sorts of protocols about her and the local boys 
her age, the long and short of it is this is her first chance to just 
go on a date and relax."
	"Dates," Akane responded.  "She's been out with a different guy 
every night."
	"Well dating is pretty much a once in a lifetime experience for 
her.  Besides if it were serious she'd send them over to discuss 
learning enough to have a chance to beat her."  Ranma crossed her arms 
as she contemplated Akane.  Steping foreward she picked up a pair of 
Gymnastics clubs.  "Well, unless you want to call it a night we should 
start with the basic forms."
	"I'm not quitting!"

	"That's enough for tonight."  Ranma commented as she put down 
the ribon she was holding.
	Akane slumped in exhasution a few moments, then started a few 
streaching exercises.  "Can I really do this?"  She commented quietly.
	Ranma looked at her.  "Akane, you shouldn't underestimate 
yourself.  It wouln't be easy, but you can really improve.  Of course I 
would have to see Kodachi in action to judge weather or not you can do 
better than loose gracefully."
	"Thanks."  She responded sarcasticly.  She focused her 
remaining energy into stomping out of the Dojo.
Ranma walked after her, then frowned and looked up at the roof of the 
main house.  With a quick jump she crossed the distance.

	Akane sat in the furo, leting the hot water relax her as she 
recalled the intense training session she had just endured.  She heard 
a Kiah from outside.  She opened her eyes and sat up.  There was a 
muffled clattering from above her.  *Someone's fighting on the roof.*

	Wearing a well word Gi, Akane entered her room and opened her 
window.  Jumping out she grabed the edge of the roof and pulled herself 
up.  Looking around she saw a figure with a red pigtail sitting on the 
top edge of the roof facing away from her.  "Hi Akane." Ranma 
commented.
	"Ranma�  I thought I heard someone fighting up here.."
	Ranma nodded.  "Kodachi.  Apparently she said something about 
prefering to get her 'fair fighting' done before the contest."  She 
stood and brushed a few black rose pettles off her Gi.  "Akane," Ranma 
said as she turned and looked her in the eye.  "I see many hours of 
practice ahead of you.  Long hours."

	A figure stood deep in the shadows filliing the Saotome yard.  
Looking up at the house, singeling out one particular window.
	"Hi Mousse!"  called Noriko as she stepped into the yard.
	The shadowed figure looked at her and stepped foreward.  
"Noriko?"  He asked as his hand reached up to adjust his thick glasses. 
 "How did you know I was here?"
	Noriko responded.  "Oniichan just called to tell us that 
someone might try to ambush Shampoo.  So we started looking and I 
spotted you.  What are you doing here in Japan?"
	"My love for Shampoo will never waver, it inspires me to climb 
the highest peaks, to cross the deapset ocean depths!"
	"You know she isn't interested."  Noriko sighed to herself.  "I 
know how hard it is to let go of your pursuit of her, but your going to 
have to sooner or later."
	"Shampoo is my life.  However small the chance the hope of 
winning her love is more important to me than anything."
	Noriko reached into his sleve and grabed his hand.  Mousse 
looked down at her.  They both looked up toward the sounds of fighting 
that sudenly erupted from the room that was previously Ranmas.
	"Don't,"  Noriko proclaimed, tightening her grip on Mosse's 
hand.  He looked down at her.  "Shampoo doesn't want help.  And she's 
good enough that she would almost never need it."
	There was a crash and Mousse and Noriko looked up again to see 
a feminine figure flying across the sky.  Mousse immediately turned in 
pursuit with a cry of "Shampoo!"
	Noriko glanced at the hole in the wall through which Shampoo 
was looking.  Noriko thought a moment, then started to run after 
Mousse.  *Dad better wait till morning before he fixes that,* she 
thought as she remembered the times she had watched her father and 
brother using the skills they had learned from the Construction Martial 
arts experts.  *Dad might even teach me a few of the maneauveres!*  Two 
more jumps brought her to the roof where Mousse was standing, the body 
of an attractive girl in a leotard cradled in his arms.  His glasses 
over his eyes he was looking into her face.  "I thought she was 
Shampoo." he commented, turning his head toward Noriko.
	Then glanced back down at the girl who now stired in his arms. 
 She opened her eyes and looked up at him.  "Oh, thank you."  Her arms 
reached up and she quickly wraped them around his kneck.  "I was so 
frightened!"  She added huging Mousse tightly.
	"Ah...  I just� that is I saw you�"
	"Your Kodachi right?"  Noriko commented.  Kodachi shifted her 
sudenly very cold gaze to her.
	"Isn't it past your bedtime little girl?"  Kodachi commented, 
making sure her arms stayed around Mousse's kneck as he set her on her 
feet.
	"I've got some time."  Noriko responded with a grin.  "So what 
were you doing?"
	"I was mearly discussing sportsmanship with my future opponent, 
and that purple haired barbian attacked me!"  She looked into Mousse's 
face.  "And then you saved me,"  She said as she pressed her body 
against his, "Please I must know who my handsome savior is."
	"Uh� I'm�"
	"Mousse!"  Noriko commented.
	Mousse quickly nodded vigerously.  "I'm Mousse!"  He took a 
deep breath, then frowned.  "And you shouldn't talk about Shampoo like 
that!"
	Kodachi looked at Mousse and asked timidly "Is, is Shampoo 
important to you?"
	"He's been chasing her for years, and she's been trying to make 
him stop just as long."  Noriko said.
	"She's a fool then."  Kodachi responded, looking into Mousse's 
lenses.  Raising her hand to his cheek she added, "How could any woman 
not want someone so handsome and strong."
Mousse began sweating, and his face was almost completely red.  "Um, 
well, I need to, my�"
	"Spam?"  Noriko commented.
	"Spam!  I need to feed my Spam!"  He said as he pulled himself 
from Kodachi's grip and ran into the night as fast as he could.
	Kodachi took a step after him, then stopped and sighed as she 
looked to the ground.
	"You like him then."  Noriko stated as she steped next to 
Kodachi.
	Looking down haughtily Kodachi said, "And who might you be 
child."
	Noriko directed a hard look at her, then adopted a crooked 
smile.  "Noriko Saotome.  Your best chance for eternal happiness with 
Mousse there."
	"And what makes you think so highly of yourself?"
	"Well, first off  I actually know him, and I have studied 
romance for most of my life.  Trust me if I can't get you together you 
were never meant to be."
	"Why?"
	Noriko smiled benevilantly.  "I don't know you so I can't tell 
weather or not your right for Mousse.  I do know that you could well be 
right for making mousse give up on chasing after Shampoo and that's 
something everyone wants done. I'll meet you at caf� Toramaru tomorrow 
at five."  She turned and started back toward the Saotome home.  
Pausing she looked over her shoulder.  "Don't forget now."

	Akane stumbled slightly as she walked along the top of the 
fence.
	"Keep up."  Ranma commented from where he was walking on the 
fence in front of her, his nose burried in a book.
	Akane scowled at him and picked up the pace slightly.
	"Remember your doing this for the fight.  Balance is one of the 
most critical elements of agility and it has to be second nature to 
you."
	Akane broke into a run and lashed out with a leg sweep as soon 
as she approached Ranma.  Who fell fowrward, grabed the fence and 
pushed off into a handspring and landed easialy on the fence.  With a 
scowl he jumped off the fence to pick up his droped book.
	"You're the one who wanted my help.  If you want to take on 
Kodachi you have to squease every bit of training you can into your 
day."
	"I know!  You don't have to be so smug about it!"
	"I'm not being smug."  He responded in an annoyed tone.
	"No of course not Mister 'I took all those training trips so 
I'm so much better than you could ever be.'"
	"You shouldn't feel jelous."
	"I AM NOT JELOUS, YOU EGOTISTICAL SEX CHANGING WEIRDO!"
	With a slight growl Ranma stuck his nose back into his book 
ignoring the fact it was now upside down. book and started running the 
remaining distance to school.

	"I said I was sorry, Ranma!"  Akane commented in an annoyed 
voice.
	"And I said I accepted your appology.  That has nothing to do 
with training."  Ranma responded with similar annoyance as he whiped 
the bo staff he was holding in a quick arc at Akane's legs.  As she 
jumped over the stick and landed back on the fence Ranma smiled 
slightly and nodded.  "Kodachi is good, so training for a few hours 
every night isn't going to be enough."  He thrust the tip of the bo 
toward Akane's head, she ducked it out of the way, picking up her pace 
slightly.  "You need to work on balance and evasion, otherwise you'll 
look like a total amature."  He shifted his hands to the middle of the 
bo, and with a quick spin he aimed a swipe at her legs which continued 
into a strike at her midrif.  Akane jumped over the first, then vaulted 
over the second, grabing the top of the fence to flip herself foreward 
to her feet.  Her hands slipped.
	"Akane!"  Ranma called as he droped his staff.  Akane had 
avoided hiting the fence and landed in the road performing what Ranma 
recognised as a perfect breakfall technique.
	"Damn!"  Akane muttered to herself as she rose to a sitting 
position and quickly brushed off her sleves and blouse.  Then she 
looked at Ranma's extended hand with annoyance.  "I don't need help!"
	Ranma pulled back his hand.  "Not wth falling right and getting 
up of course.  Look I'm sorry you fell, but there is no point in 
training that doesn't push you to and past your current limits."  He 
turned and picked up his staff.  "Another fundamental element of 
training is that when you fall off the fence, you have to get right 
back on.  Now hop up and show me three flips."
	Akane groaned to herself.  *Is beating Kodachi really worth all 
this?*  She remembered  Shampoo telling her *"Akane not worry, Shampoo 
beat rose maniac easy at contest."*  With a scowl she jumped onto the 
fence, took three steps, then leaped into a front flip, landing on her 
feet  on the fence ahead of her, wobbled a moment, then smiled as she 
got her balance properly centered again.
	"One"  Ranma commented.