Standard disclaimer, see part 1.


    There had been an increase in violence all over the world, as of late. It 
didn't take a genius to notice the disturbing trend of anger and tantrums. He 
had known this, and had know it for a while; although he couldn't distinguish 
how long. Time had really no meaning to him or his kind. To him, time was a 
thing of comfort. It was either dark or light, too hot, too cold, warm or 
cool. 

    Currently it was light, and pleasant out. It was a good day. He paused in 
his trek to sniff at the breeze. It held a welcome smell. The smell of youth, 
of health, and his secrete favorite: cookies. He paused long enough to sniff 
around the base of a trash can and piss on it, then padded off in search of 
cookies.


    Kasumi hummed to herself as she walked home, groceries in hand. She had 
Cascade's song 'Strawberry Moon' playing in her head on repeat, but that was 
okay, it was a good song.

It was around 11 in the morning and she would have to make lunch when she got 
home, maybe make a snack for her sisters and Ranma a little before school was 
out. It just depended on how much she had to do.


    He rounded a corner, a huge massive beast, and trotted up behind the 
young woman. He was closing in, so close he could almost pounce her if he 
wanted...Then it happened. There was a throop sound as air rushed to replace 
a large space suddenly vacated. A large broad mussel shrank to become small, 
delicate and slightly pointed. Powerful paws became dainty and fearsome 
visage became ... cute. 

       His tail started to wag uncontrollably and self disgust washed over 
him. His head and chest sunk to touch the ground leaving his butt in the air; 
tail moving like he was readying for take off.  He inhaled a deep breath 
before he barked and whined and made his dark eyes grow large and sad looking.

    Kasumi started and turned around. There pawing at her feet, trying it's 
hardest to look cute and not trying to look hungry, but looking so all the 
same, was a rather small -- about the size of a Pomeranian - dirty looking 
dog. He was crouched in, what was to her opinion, a groveling pose. The 
little dog let lose a series of pathetic whines and looked up at her.

    "Oh, aren't you a sweet little thing," Kasumi cooed as she bent down to 
scratch him behind the ears. "I'm sorry I can't play with you. I must be 
getting home now." She stood and turned to continue home. A small yelp 
followed by a sad howl made her pause. She glanced behind her at the 'crying' 
animal. And Kasumi, being Kasumi, felt her heart melt.  She turned once more 
to the dog and motioned to him. "Come on. Let's go home and get you something 
to eat... Maybe a bath too. Oh dear, I hope father won't object." And with 
that Kasumi and dog, trailing close behind, returned to the Tendo dojo.

~~~~~

    The week, Ranma decided, had been the same crap as the one before. A few 
over zealous fiance, followed by Ryoga and Mu Tsu, a vampiric teacher, and 
Kuno. Yep, it got old.  He, Akane, and Nabiki were finished with school for 
the day. They reached home chatting amongst themselves.

"We're home!" Akane shouted, taking her shoes off before entering the house 
proper.

There was the sound of clicking claws on wood flooring, followed by the sight 
of a small black fur ball rounding the corner
barking, tongue lolling out of it's mouth.
The next thing Ranma knew; was dog slobber on his face and the rancid smell 
of bad breath. The dog, it turned out, was a great jumper.

"Yaaaaarg!" Ranma squirmed, prying the excited furball from his face.

"Oh wow," Akane snatched the dog from him and crushed it to her chest. "You 
are soooooo cute!" 

"Oh my, bad puppy!" Kasumi, arriving at the entrance, admonished. The dog 
paid no attention and struggled against the death grip.

Nabiki, unimpressed, headed for her room. She, as always, had business to 
attend to.  

"Where did you find him? Can we keep him? What's his name?" Akane asked.

"He followed me. It's okay with father. I haven't named him." The answers 
came in short reply.

Akane for all her hidden girlish glee, squealed. 

Ranma made a silent gagging motion.... Ooooooh, that dog saliva was nasty.. 
Sticky, smelly, badness. His stomach lurched strangely and the bathroom 
became his destination. Hopefully before his lunch revisited him.
    

Dog watched. The male/female, according to his nose, human entered a door 
down the hall. The door clicked shut. 

Hnnn, now what...There was a lot of information to puzzle through. And in 
this form it was quite difficult. There were too many interferences. 

The tail, for one , was driving him nuts... It had a mind of it's own. All 
that wagging. Maybe later he'd teach it a lesson.  For now he was busy. The 
girl squeezed him again and he thought his eyes would pop from his skull. 
Ouch.


Ranma splashed water on his face. That had been unpleasant-very. He scrubbed 
a bit. He had never smelled anything so rank in his life. Deadly doggy 
breath. Even the smell of the boys' locker room, or Genma's sweaty form in 
close quarters was preferable to that....smell.  

He stood, grasping a towel, dried his face. Ranma glanced in the mirror and 
froze. It cost him dearly.  A hand shot out from the mirror with incredible 
speed, and gripped hard and fierce at his neck.
~~~~

Doom, doom, doom.

Whooo~ another chapter type thingy.. it's short.. but hey.. take what you 
get... and that's all the inspiration I had..... 





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