From: Nicholas Stone Greetings, Got this story I've been waiting to post. Since I've no feedback, and I needed to get this out before the end of the month, I'm posting it now for everyone to enjoy. It's a not so small compilation I call One Day. Once you've read it, you will understand why. General Disclaimer: All charactures are the property of Rumiko Takahashi, and no copyright infringment is intended. Just want to write a good story :-). Any C/C would be appreciated. Enjoy! Ranma "One Day" by Nicholas Stone Prologue: Good Morning! A wet towel brought Mousse out of an exausted sleep, the nearly blind Chinaman sputtering upright on his bed behind a fluury of hands. He let out a muffled yell looking around for his attacker. "Wake up, Mousse!" a gnarled voice shouted. Mousse pulled the cloth from his face and found Cologne staring eye to eye with him. He cried out, clutching his heart scrambling back for the nearest corner. "You withered up old monkey. You almost gave me a heart-attack!" he shouted. Cologne's staff dinging him neatly on the side of the head. "Mind your mouth, boy!" she snapped. "Get up. We have lots of work to do today!" Mousse shook his head, sitting slowly back up. A glance at the tiny window of his meager room told him it was still dark outside. "Hey, what do you mean by waking me up at this unearthly hour?" he asked. "I told you, we have things to do. Now don't question me!" "But I'm tired. You and Shampoo had me up most of last night scrubbing the kitchen, and--." "ENOUGH!" roared Cologne. Mousse curled up, waiting for the blow he was sure to follow, but after a short moment he chanced a peak. Cologne stood there eyeing him with her thin, penatrating gaze. He sighed, straightening up. "It's just not fair," he finished. Cologne smirked. "Mousse," she said. "Yes, Cologne?" "Stand up, please." He did, and Cologne looked him up and down. Mousse wondered what she was at, contemplating wither or not to dash for the door and avoid any futher suffering. Apparently not a morning person, good reasoning would have normally told him to do just that, but in his tired state he was just a tad bit slow. The end of Colgne's staff came down on one foot, sending him hopping around about the room. "When I say get up, I mean get up!" she said twerling her staff. WAPOWWW! Mousse sailed up through the roof, making a three point splashdown in the garden pond out back. Seated on a stool safely out of splash range, Shampoo stared at the frothing water. A now empty white nightshirt floated to the top, followed shortly by a large Mandarin Duck. She shook her head slowly. "Stupid blind boy," said Shampoo, picking up the net laying on the ground at her feet. "Will you not learn." Mousse only let out a long quack in reply, leting himself sink down beneath the water. . . = * * * * * I should be used to this, thought Mousse. He sat in a large tub of mildly hot water contemplating events so far this morning; Shampoo kneeling behind him giving his back a good scrubbing. Everyday, everyday somethings going on. Either Ranma and Akane, or Shampoo and myself, its going to be something that was guaranteed. The slight shaking of his head caught Shampoo's attention. "What on mind, Mousse," she asked him. Mousse shrugged. "Hm, just wondering what sort of mayhem we'll encounter today," he answered. Oh," Shampoo replied, thinking. "You think we have trouble, no?" Mousse looked over his shoulder, squinting to see her. "I'll bet my next days off that we'll run into trouble by the afternoon." Shampoo smacked him lightly on the forehead with the sponge. "Turn round, silly," she said. After a short minute, she stopped. "Huh, you might be right," she said. "Is twist of fate that we always seem to get mixed up in crazy happenings." "Yeah. Cologne calls it fate. Me, I just call it bad luck." A laugh emminated from Shampoo. She stood up, adjusting the towel wrapped around her. "Come, we better get to breakfast before Great-grandmother decide not to feed us." Mousse quickly grabbed a towel and dried himself, pulling on a robe as he hurried out into the restaurant. At the counter, Shampoo scooped out spoonfuls of rice into three bowls, as Cologne finished preparing strips of baked fish and fried eggs in the kitchen. From the sounds of her grumbles, she was not very happy. "An incompetent Amazon warrior, a blind love- struck idiot; both children cursed to top it all off, and a reluctant groom who thinks he's going to marry another!" Cologne set the pan in her hand down on the stove, gazing anxiously up at the ceiling. "To the powers that be, why have you placed these obstacles in my life?" Mousse and Shampoo looked at her strangely, wondering if the sage finally lost her wits. A snap of her head in their direction made them quickly busy themselves. Cologne brought the pan over, doling out the food. Eagerly they attacked their breakfast eating in silence. Suddenly Cologne spoke. "We have to prepare for tonight, Shampoo," she said. "Tonight? What happening tonight?" "Have you forgotten so soon, girl!" snapped Cologne, smacking Shampoo on her head with her chopsticks. "Tonight is Ranma and Akane's planning party." Shampoo gasped as shock covered her face. She remembered now. It was not long after graduation that Ranma finally found the nerve to ask Akane to marry him. How he did she could not understand; although it might have had something to do with Ryoga and Akari's union the few months prior. The event never should have occurred. Shampoo remembered charging down to the city park where Akane had gone, hell bent on killing her. She never made it, a sudden splash of cold water; imprisonment in a large red bucket by her unknown assailant prevented the fateful encounter. "Yes! We must be there so Shampoo can formally challenge Akane for marriage rights." Mousse let out a humph. "Why bother. Good luck and well wishes if you ask me," he said stuffing another mound of rice into his mouth. A sharp blow at the side of the head dropped him from the chair. "Hush, boy! This is no concern of yours!" snapped Cologne. Mousse was right back up from the floor, leaning angrily across the counter. "I'm just as man enough for Shampoo! Why won't you accept that fact?" "Because you cannot defeat Shampoo in battle, let alone Ranma so give it up, Mousse!" shouted Cologne. "I'm giving nothing up. I've sworn to make Shampoo my wife, and I intend to fulfill that oath!" Cologne hopped up on the table. "Our traditions state a strong man will take the hand of an Amazonian warrior. You are not that man!" "Feh, on traditions! These are the nineties old woman. Those traditions are from a long ago lifestyle." "Really?" Cologne leaned back. She crossed her arms, giving him a sly look. "Well, then let's go nineties and leave the decision up to Shampoo, eh?" They both turned, gazing at a suddenly sheepish looking Shampoo. She glanced back and forth between them, then hunkered down and resumed eating her breakfast. "Well, Shampoo?" said Cologne pressing the issue. Shampoo paused, swallowing the food in her mouth before looking up. A sad, more confused expression covered her face as she struggled to make a decision. "Shampoo?" Mousse said. "I . . . I Amazon warrior," she replied, but her voice carried a hint of uncertainty in it. "You see, Mousse. Even Shampoo knows her duty," Cologne said triumphantly. Mousse sagged, slumping down into the chair. Shampoo watched him, getting up the courage to reach over but before she could, he sighed. "You see, Shampoo. Not even morning, and already things are going wrong," said Mousse. Shampoo sadly looked back to her meal. "Now that that is done, we can concentrate on more important issues," Cologne said. "Shampoo you will go to the grocers this morning and get me a few things for the meal I'm preparing." "Yes, great-grandmother." Cologne paused, noting the listless reply from her granddaughter. "Then later on, both of you will return here after the lunch rush and help me close down the restaurant." Silence followed, casting an uneasy feeling about the room. Mousse hesitantly looked over to Shampoo. When she started to turn his way, he quickly got up unable to face her. "I, I better start the dishes," he said clearing. "Mousse," Shampoo called out after him. Mousse stopped, looking back over his shoulder. A smile slowly formed on his lips. "Hey, don't worry about me," he said with a shrug. "We still have the rest of the day. Who knows what will happen?" He left the room, Shampoo, and Cologne staring in a stunned silence. "What was that all about?" asked Cologne. Shampoo shrugged. "Bad luck." she replied. First Half = Taking Care of Chu-Chu = Food and cooking, cooking and cleaning. My life's story muttered Kasumi Tendo to herself as she pushed a cart through the aisles of the local grocery store. There was times when she wanted to drop all of this, maybe take a long extended vacation anywhere just to change the pace. She giggled lightly to herself, thinking how silly of an idea that was. Who would be able to provide for the household while I was away? Nabiki, certainly not with her literally living with Tatewaki nowadays. Akane? Well only if she can manage to stay calm. Not all of her cooking was that bad, and since graduating from high school, she has had more time to work with her in the kitchen. I guess that was all for the better since her youngest sister was now about to be a blushing bride. Ranma's proposal caught everyone off guard. Not even Cologne, that ever-present sage, could say anything once the announcement became official. The surprised looks on her and Shampoo's face's was worth all the trouble and time taken to make the event happen. Now if they could manage until the wedding, everything would turn out all right. Kasumi let out a sigh. Peace. Peace at last around the dojo. No fighting, no outside bickering about who's going to be around Ranma, no more crazy happenings. Just long over due peace and quiet. It seemed funny to her suddenly. Somehow, Kasumi found herself dreading what looked to be a boring life after all. There were options sure, but nothing currently came to immediately to mind. She rounded the corner, and so caught up in her thoughts that Kasumi completely missed the Purple-hair woman that stole up beside her. "Nihao!" Shampoo greeted her. Kasumi literally jumped from the floor. "Oh! Shampoo you scared the living daylights out of me!" "I sorry, Kasumi," she replied. "Shampoo heading same way and thought you want company." "Why yes, I wouldn't mind some help selecting the food for tonight's party." A brow twitched lightly from Shampoo, Kasumi innocently hitting a sore spot with her. Letting it pass, Kasumi smiled and together they moved on down the aisle. "So, Shampoo are you looking forwards to being one of Akane's bridesmaids?" she asked. Shampoo said nothing, stopping to look over some fresh cabbage in a near-by bin. A frown on her face told Kasumi that was not the right thing to be asking. "I'm sorry," she quickly apologized. Shampoo nodded. "It okay. Shampoo cannot avoid facts now." A gentle hand came down confidently on her shoulder; Kasumi's warm friendly smile settling her. "Shampoo, are you still harboring love for Ranma?" she asked. "I not know," Shampoo finally answered after a moment. "Shampoo feel upset, but not as upset as expected." "Oh. Is there somebody else you have feelings for?" For the first time since she first made acquaintance with the girl, Kasumi saw a blush color the Amazons' face. "Shampoo . . . is it Mousse?" Shampoo giggled, then started sharply. She quickly regained control of herself, stepping back. "No! I mean, Shampoo not sure yet about that," she said. "There's no reason to be shy about it, Shampoo. Its natural, and Mousse is a fine man." "It not about Mousse," replied Shampoo. She sighed moving on, Kasumi following close behind. "I supposed to be future head of Amazon tribe in China. Tradition dictate strong man for head of clan, and since Ranma defeat Shampoo in open combat, he one to marry. Great-grandmother say that only way to assure rightful place." "But Shampoo, you should not hide your feelings from Mousse or yourself. I'm sure Cologne will understand--." "Great-grandmother only understand our way!" Shampoo cut in sharply. "I Amazon warrior, and I must hold ways of tribe close to heart." "Hmm, that sounds like Cologne talking," replied Kasumi. Abruptly, she cut Shampoo's shopping cart off, turning to face her. "But what does Shampoo really say?" she finished. The fire dimmed from Shampoo's chest. A reply began to form on her lips, but just as quickly died away realizing that Kasumi held a good point. "Shampoo still not know," she finally answered, gazing sadly to the floor. "You better figure it out soon then, Shampoo," replied Kasumi. Giving her a knowing look, they continued on ending up before the fruit counters. As Kasumi checked a stack of fresh watermelon, Shampoo stood pondering her words fighting the battle that raged in her heart. "Don't let it bother you to much, Shampoo," Kasumi said. "Things will work out." "Maybe, but I more concerned about tonight when I come to challenge Akane for Ranma," answered Shampoo. The melon in Kasumi's hands abruptly floundered about, pitching towards the floor. Without pause, Shampoo extended a foot, balancing it on the tip of her shoe. "You drop," she said, but Kasumi was not listening. She stared at her bewildered by her remark. "No, Shampoo. Please don't!" pleaded Kasumi. "I wanted this to be a peaceful evening. You're going to ruin everything." "Cannot help. Great-grandma think this good time to--," "You see! Cologne again. When are you going to stop allowing her to run your life and start making decisions for yourself?" Shampoo was taken aback by Kasumi's forceful tone. However, she could not deny the truth of her words. A light flick tossed the melon up into the air, Kasumi catching it in her arms. "I not want to spoil your evening, Kasumi," she said. Kasumi smiled. "I take Akane out back and kill her there." The smile dropped into a frown. "Oh, Shampoo please don't do this. Not tonight. Akane has been waiting for a long time, and I know you really don't want to kill her now do you?" "No," replied Shampoo shaking her head. "But what I do about Great-grandma? She expect me to challenge Akane." "Maybe I can talk her into seeing reason," said Kasumi. "She stubborn woman. Good luck." Shampoo grabbed two watermelons from the stack, placing them in her cart. Moving on to the next counter, she suddenly let out a light chuckle. "Something funny?" asked Kasumi. "Yes. I thinking about Mousse and what he say about fate this morning," Shampoo answered her. "Huh?" "He say we always have strange happenings around Nerima. Is bad luck in his opinion. This could be incident building for today." Kasumi shook her head. "No, I won't allow that. I've gone through too many of the peculiarities these past years, and now I want calm around our house for the next few weeks." Shampoo shrugged. "Is nice wish, but Shampoo think something happen." "I have a good feeling about the day Shampoo," replied Kasumi. "Short of Cologne, I cannot see anything happening to upset things." A slight chill creased up Kasumi's back, making her shudder lightly. She turned eyes wide, thinking that her words were spoken to soon. Across from them, one of the freezer doors had come ajar sending a light mist out into the store. Why it chose that moment to come open was strange, but she sighed playing the notion off. Shampoo eyed her humorously. "It was nothing," Kasumi said moving on a bit faster than before. Shampoo grinned, following along. = * * * * * = At the checkout counter, Kasumi paid for the groceries, making arraignments for her packages to be delivered while she headed to the local florist shop. As she walked down the street, someone called to her from behind. Kasumi turned to find a short, elderly woman standing there smiling brightly up at her. "Oh, Miss Ubono. What a pleasant surprise," she said. "Hello, Kasumi, dear," Miss Ubono replied. If there were anyone that came close to replacing her mother, Miss Ubono would take top honors with all the Tendo sisters. Her kind, gentile features brought back fond memories of her childhood. After their mother passed away, Miss Ubono took it upon herself to fill in when needed. As far as Kasumi knew she had never married, settling in to a peculiar life as the neighborhood babysitter. Miss Ubono's wrinkled hand reached out, taking Kasumi's hand in a gentle grip. "Kasumi. You're just the young lady I've been looking for," she said. "I have a small favor too ask of you." "What can I do for you, Miss Ubono?" Kasumi asked. "I was wondering. Could you be so kind as to take care of my Chu-Chu for a while? I'm taking a trip up to the hot springs in Yoshida to sooth my weary bones. Doctors' orders you know." Chu-Chu? Kasumi could not remember Miss Ubono ever owning a pet. Maybe she'd just bought it recently. In either case, Kasumi was not about to turn her down; not after all of the things she had done for her. "Why sure, Miss Ubono," she answered. "I would be more than happy to take care of your Chu-Chu." Miss Ubono clasped her hands happily together. "That's wonderful!" "When would you like me to come by and pick Chu- Chu up?" "Is right now to much of a burden?" Kasumi thought a moment. Well, there really wasn't any rush to go out and buy the bouquet, and she really needed to get back and finish working on Akane's wedding dress. "No, Miss Ubono. I can take him now if you'd like." "Thank you, Kasumi. You were always a good child." Miss Ubono draped an arm around Kasumi's, leading her towards her home. "So, Miss Ubono, what is Chu-Chu. A cat, a dog, or a bird?" Miss Ubono let out a hoarse laugh. "Neither," she replied. "Neither?" replied Kasumi, gazing down at her in wonder. "Yes. Chu-Chu is a cricket." Kasumi looked ahead, eyes wide with surprise. "Oh my," she muttered . . . = * * * * * = Fixing a quick pot of tea for them, Miss Ubono sat across from Kasumi pouring her a cup. She pushed it over; Kasumi nodding politely as she picked it up. It was mildly sweet, refreshing to the taste. Suddenly Kasumi paused, peering into the cup arching a brow. Casually, her eyes cut from side to side as if expecting something to happen. Miss Ubono noticed her reaction. "Something wrong, Kasumi?" she asked. "Oh . . . nothing," Kasumi replied placing the cup back down. "Just a bit of nerves. Your tea is quite good." "Why thank you. I grow it myself, you know." "Really?" "Yes. I grow lots of things out in my garden." Kasumi looked around at the potted plants hanging or situated around the room. Goodness some of them were of unusual size, she thought. Wide flowers Kasumi knew were not of the norm, bonsai plants the size of young saplings decorating the pond out back. "Miss Ubono, you certainly have a green thumb," she said. "I love nature, Kasumi," Miss Ubono replied. "It was out in my garden where I found Chu-Chu." Kasumi was about to reply, when a sudden long shrill cut the air. She shot to her feet, frantically looking around. "Miss Ubono, your fire alarm is going off!" she cried. Miss Ubono slowly stood up, laughing as she did. "No it's not, dear girl." "It's not?" Kasumi said. She had to shout the noise was so loud. "That's Chu-Chu." Huh? Kasumi wondered how such a small insect could be making so loud of a noise. Miss Ubono shuffled over to a sliding partition, pulling it partially aside. She stuck her head in around the opening. "Chu-Chu, stop being so rude. We have guest," she said. The chirping stopped, Kasumi blinking her eyes in surprise. "He's very obedient," she said. "Chu-Chu's is friendly as you will find out." Kasumi noted the time on the wall. It was getting close to lunch, and she needed to get back home. "Well if you'll just get his cage ready, I'll be on my way. I have to get back and make lunch. My family will be ravenous if I'm late." "Why certainly dear." Miss Ubono reached up, taking a leash from a hook on the wall. "Um, Miss Ubono . . . why the leash?" asked Kasumi. "It's for Chu-Chu," she replied. Kasumi started to have bad feelings about this. "Come here, Chu-Chu," continued Miss Ubono. She stepped inside the small room, bending down to something on the floor. "There now. Don't be shy. Mama is going away for a few days. Now you be good and don't give Kasumi any trouble." She stepped out, and Kasumi drew in an audible gasp. Jumping up onto the table, she pressed her hands tight to her mouth. Miss Ubono stopped, staring at her. "Kasumi Tendo, what has gotten in to you?" she asked. Kasumi could not answer; staring at the thing nestled in Miss Ubono's arms. It was a cricket all right, but a cricket the size of a small bulldog. Jet- black in color, Chu-Chu's lidless eyes watched her, antennae slowly moving about his head. "Ooh, Miss Ubono, I-I-I thought you said Chu-Chu was a cricket," stammered Kasumi. "Why he is," she replied. "T-this is a joke then, right?" "No, Kasumi." She took a step towards her, and Kasumi let out a squeal. Leaping towards the front door, Kasumi threw it open ready to run for her life when Miss Ubono called desperately to her. "Please, Kasumi. You're the only one I can trust to take care of my little Chu-Chu!" she said. Kasumi paused turning a fearful glance back over a shoulder. Miss Ubono's sad eyes instantly broke her down. Reluctantly, she turned around. "I'm sorry, Miss Ubono," she said bowing slightly. "But Chu-Chu is so, so large!" "Not many people expect that," Miss Ubono answered. "Come here, child." "I-I don't know," said Kasumi taking hesitant steps towards her. She stood staring at the cricket, a slight tremble coursing through her body. Chu-Chu shifted and she flinched drawing a laugh from Miss Ubono. "Go ahead. Pet him, Kasumi." Kasumi frowned, reaching out a hesitant hand to stroke the leathery backside of the insect's torso. Chu-Chu suddenly rubbed up against her arm, letting out a low chirp. Next thing Kasumi knew, he was climbing up into her arms. "Oh, oh, oh!" she gasped. Chu-Chu finally settled in, head rummaging about her ponytail. Kasumi let out a giggle. "Stop it, stop it, Chu-Chu. That tickles!" "You see, Kasumi. He likes you." Kasumi giggles increased, and she smiled. "Okay. What do I feed him?" "Oh, most anything. Vegetables, grass, an occasional cat, but he mainly prefers cloth." "Cloth?" "Yes. Sheets, shirts, anything will do as long as its not to old." "Uh huh. Well, I guess I can find something of that type to keep him feed. Is there anything else." Miss Ubono thought a moment. "Oh, yes one more thing. He likes to nibble on hair." Kasumi gave her a lost look. "Hair?" she finally said. "Hair. Chu-Chu loves human hair." "Hair?" Kasumi said again. Miss Ubono nodded. "See?" She pointed at Chu-Chu, and Kasumi looked down. The cricket rested in her arms nibbling quietly on the end of her ponytail. Kasumi let out a yell, holding him up. "Stop that!" she cried. "Chu-Chu," said Miss Ubono, swatting the strands of hair from his mouth. "You bad thing you. Now behave yourself," she scolded him. Chu-Chu waved his antennae playfully in the air, then let out a burp as he stared at Kasumi. She shook her head, wondering what trouble could befall her next . . . = * * * * * = Why can't I learn how to say no, Kasumi thought while heading back to the Tendo Dojo. In her hands she carried a large basket, piles of linen heaped to the top inside. Somewhere amidst all the folds sat one very mischievous cricket enjoying his trip out into the new world. Every once in a while, Chu-Chu would let out a short chirp, peering up to look around before Kasumi could push him back down. "Oh, please, Chu-Chu, please don't do anything I'm going to regret," she would beg of the cricket. Several strange looks cast upon her from people passing by, wondering if Kasumi finally went past sanity after so many years of strange happenings. Kasumi could only smile innocently, picking up her pace. What would happen if anyone saw Chu-Chu she did not want to find out. It would be better to get him home and into a cage before--. "Oh my goodness!" gasped Kasumi. She stopped dead in her tracks; eyes wide as a sudden realization came to her. "Nabiki. I completely forgot about Nabiki!" Kasumi wanted to cry out then, but knew it would not do any good. How could she forget Nabiki's fear of crawling insects, especially those of Chu-Chu's kind? Sure, crickets were supposed to bring good luck, but ever since she was a child, and that fateful day Kasumi teasingly dropped one down her dress, Nabiki could never tolerate them inside the home. "No," Kasumi said to herself. "I don't have time to find you another place to stay, Chu-Chu." She paused, then drew in a short breath. "I'm committed now. Maybe if I keep him hidden out in the garden . . . no, no. Knowing this cricket he'll escape and go rampaging through the neighborhood." Chu-Chu shifted around in the basket, rising beneath a pile of linen to peer at Kasumi. She arched a brow, smiling at him. "You are a cute thing once a person gets used to you," she said. Chu-Chu calmly chewed on the linen in his mouth, wondering why Kasumi stopped. Sensing his question, Kasumi gently petted him on the head, guiding him back down. "I'll sneak you inside. I'm sure there is a place I can keep you hidden until Miss Ubono returns." = * * * * * = A careful glance around the grounds produced no signs of Kasumi's family. Quickly she stole up the sidewalk to the door. Chu-Chu suddenly rose up, peeking over the edge of the basket. His eyes fell upon a red bucket full of water, and the cricket's antenna went ridged. Kasumi felt him getting ready to spring. She quickly pulled a fold of linen over his head, forcing Chu-Chu back down into the basket. "Chu-Chu, behave," she said. Chu-Chu let out a sad chirp. His antenna snaked out again, wavering around in search of the water. "I'll get you something to drink once I get you in the house, now stop!" Kasumi pleaded to him. "If Nabiki finds you, who knows what she'll do." Opening the doors, Kasumi took another quick look around. All clear, she scurried in heading for the kitchen but made only a few steps before Chu-Chu decided to announce himself. His long, loud chirp drifted through the Dojo. "Chu-Chu, no! Be quiet!" Kasumi said, but it was too late. Heavy footsteps came running through the living room, the partition door flinging open. Out leaped Akane a fire extinguisher in her hands, Ranma besides her holding a broom. "Where is it, where is it!" Ranma exclaimed looking frantically around. Kasumi shifted the basket behind her, leaning back against the wall. "Where's what, Ranma?" she said in her brightest voice. "The fire! Where's the fire?" "We heard the alarm go off," added Akane. Chu-Chu thought Kasumi as she laughed. "There's no fire." "Then what was that noise?" Akane asked. "I didn't hear anything!" replied Kasumi. Ranma and Akane glanced at each other, then paused noticing the basket Kasumi was unsuccessfully trying to hide behind her. Ranma set the broom down, casually leaning back against the wall with a humored expression on his face. "Ah, Kasumi. What's in the basket?" he said. Kasumi blanched, nervously inching down the hall. "Uh, what basket?" she replied. Ranma followed right along with her, grinning. "The one behind your back?" Akane suddenly grabbed him by an arm. "Ranma, stop playing with Kasumi," she said tugging him along. "It's probably something for our reception, and she's trying to keep it a secret." Kasumi nodded her head in agreement with Akane. "Yes, that's it!" she exclaimed. "And you'll both see it--." Chreep, Chreep! Ranma and Akane both did double takes; Kasumi hanging her head in frustration. Calmly, Akane set down the extinguisher, turning to smile cheerfully at her sister. "Then again, I wonder what is in that basket," she said. "Kasumi's hiding something, Kasumi's hiding something," chanted Ranma. Kasumi inched closer towards the stairs then more footsteps sounded. "Ranma, have you two found that fire yet?" Soun said as he came out of the living room. "Or is it just a malfunction?" added Genma appearing right behind him. Ranma pointed towards Kasumi. "Neither. It's that basket." Soun and Genma both frowned. "Kasumi," said Soun trying to see behind her. "What are you carrying in there that's making such a noise?" "Nothing. Its just laundry!" she tried to explain. Akane peered around her, noticing that some of the `laundry' was moving about on its own. "Well if it is laundry, you'd better go and wash it. I think it's alive." Ranma moved up closer. "Come'on, Kasumi, lemme see, lemme see!" "NO!" exclaimed Kasumi turning the basket away. Now everybody was trying to get a peek inside the mysterious basket. She begged them to stop. "Come now, Kasumi," said Genma. "We've no need to keep secrets. What's in the basket?" Kasumi sighed, looking around at them. "A cat," she lied. Immediately, Ranma jumped fearfully behind Akane. "A cat!" he shouted, then hunkered down behind her again. "Yes, a cat," she answered. "Well why didn't you say so in the first place?" asked Akane. "I was trying not to scare Ranma." Akane turned around. "You see, Ranma. That's what you get for teasing people!" Ranma stood up. "Okay, I'm sorry," he said. "But as long as that cat is around, this kid's going to stay well away from it." He turned heading for the stairs. "I'm outta here." A fold of linen rose up in the basket, Chu-Chu peering out to see who was talking. He got one look of Ranma's long ponytail and his antenna shot straight up into the air. Sprong! Chu-Chu's blurred figure exploded from the basket, linen fluttering about the hall. Ranma let out a short gawk; his head jerking around as Chu-Chu latched on to the end of his ponytail, knocking him to the floor. "Ranma!" exclaimed Akane. "Chu-Chu!" shouted Kasumi. Ranma shook his head. Looking back, he paused staring at the large insect nibbling happily on his hair. A loud cry followed, Ranma jerking his head away from the cricket, scampering over towards the others. Akane's cry joined his; Soun and Genma stammering in shocked surprise. "What the hell is that?" shouted Ranma. Soun snatched up the broom ready to pound Chu-Chu into nothing. Kasumi quickly interposed herself between them. "No!" she cried out. "No?" questioned Soun. "Kasumi, what have you brought into this house?" "That's Chu-Chu," she answered him. "Chu-Chu?" said Ranma. He glanced over at the cricket with a frown. "Well he's about as big as one!" "Kasumi, I thought you said there was a cat in that basket?" said Akane. "I know, I lied. Chu-Chu is Miss Ubono's pet cricket, and I'm watching him for a few days." "Pet cricket?" said Genma. "That's a pet?" "Believe me, Mister Saotome, Chu-Chu's very nice once you get to know him!" Chu-Chu let out a chirp, crawling over to where a sheet lay at the foot of the stairs. He rummaged around it, then started eating. "He's devouring the sheet!" Akane said in disbelief. "Yes. Chu-Chu prefers cloth to snack on." Ranma rolled his eyes, standing up. "Oh great, now we have a connoisseur cricket in the dojo." He snatched up his ponytail. "Look what he did to my hair!" Ranma shouted, shaking the end at Kasumi. "Stop it, Ranma," Akane said. "Chu-Chu didn't hurt you. Besides, you've been needing a haircut anyway." "Say what!" Soun cut in. "Absolutely not!" he shouted. "That thing is not staying in the house a minute longer!" "But Daddy. Miss Ubono has already left. I can't kick Chu-Chu out now." Soun gave her a stern stare. "Have you forgotten about Nabiki?" he asked. "No, daddy. That's why I was trying to sneak Chu- Chu out back before she found out." "What about Nabiki?" said Ranma, a sudden cheer in his voice. "It's one of Nabiki's weaknesses," Akane explained. "Crawling bugs and her just don't mix." "Oh ho!" he exclaimed. "Talk about me and cats now!" Akane narrowed her eyes. "Ranma Saotome, I know that look. You had better behave!" "Who me?" Ranma gazed innocently up at the ceiling. "I wouldn't think of taking advantage of this opportunity . . . BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" A sharp kick in the rear silenced him. "Kasumi," continued Soun. "But what if she does find out. I can see it now. She would die right on the spot." "Or call out the Army," added Genma. "Not if we keep Chu-Chu out back and out of sight," replied Kasumi. "Where's Nabiki now?" "She's upstairs taking a shower. I think she's going out," answered Akane. "Great. The less time she's here the better." "Kasumi--," began Soun. "Please, daddy," begged Kasumi. Soun never could refuse his daughters no matter how hard he tried. He let out a sigh, shoulders sagging. "Oh . . . alright, but just for a few days." "Miss Ubono will be back before the weeks end." "Okay. Let's get Chu-Chu out back and--." Soun paused looking around. "Kasumi, where is Chu- Chu?" Kasumi gasped, turning towards the stairs. Nothing remained of the linen sheet he was eating, and there was no sign of the giant cricket either. "Oh no!" she exclaimed frantically looking around. "We've got to find him!" "Yeah, we better before Nabiki sees him," added Ranma. "I'll look upstairs," said Akane. She started to go, then stopped remembering Chu-Chu's penchant for cloth. "Ranma you check upstairs." "Where are you going?" he asked. "Too protect my wedding dress," she replied. "That roach better not even think about coming close to it." "He is not a roach, he is a cricket," Kasumi corrected her. As the three went to search for Kasumi's wayward charge, Genma headed towards the storage shed out front. "Saotome, where are you going?" asked Soun. "To find a hook big enough to handle that monster," Genma replied. He turned giving Soun an evil grin. "If I find him, I'm going fishing." Soun started to protest, then paused. "Hmm. Not a bad idea," he said following along. = * * * * * = The hot shower felt good to Nabiki, well deserved after the long work collecting her monies from the local populace. She felt utterly relaxed, ready for an afternoon nap, but knew that was not about to happen. Oh no, especially when she had plans to meet over at Tatewaki's for lunch. Okay, so it was for business, but then again business could turn into playful fun if one does things right. Nabiki grinned as she stepped out of the shower. Kuno-baby, she mused. How I long to make you mine. With everyone getting married recently, she felt that the time was right to make her moves. If only Kodachi; that bitch, would just up and leave things might workout sooner. Nabiki wrapped a towel around herself, heading to her bedroom. She paused at the threshold to the sounds of steps moving hurriedly up the stairs. Ranma ran out into the hall, sliding to a stop when he saw her. "Uh, hi," he said. Nabiki arched a brow, noting the desperate glances he made. "You devil you," she said. "Better watch out, or Akane's going to be upset." "Um . . . yeah right," he replied inching his way past. "Ranma, is there something wrong?" Ranma was about to speak, paused, and then shook his head. "Nnno," he answered dashing down the hall. He opened Akane's bedroom door running inside. "Strange boy," Nabiki muttered. Inside her room, Nabiki turned on her CD player, selecting one of her favorite tunes. She hummed lightly to the beginning, a Kareoke version of Pink Floyd's `Money', her personal national anthem. Standing before the dresser mirror, Nabiki picked up a hairbrush, holding it like a microphone and began to sing. = Money . . . its mine Don't have to work a day in Myyyy life! Money . . . no snags Can't wait to get Kuno's IIInnn the bag! What a man, what a ham, I'm going to get his grand Gonna get Kodaaachi's too. = She smiled, always enjoying that part of her lyrics. Nabiki began brushing her hair when her eyes caught movement coming from the satin sheets on her bed. Slowly she turned; watching as another rustle shimmered through them. A quick glance at the open window told Nabiki that the wind was not blowing hard at all. Strange, she thought moving closer to the bed. Another sound caught her ears, a rapid snick that sounded more like a rabbit chewing on a carrot. "What is going on here?" Nabiki said. Grabbing the corner of the top sheet, she flung it back revealing the largest bug she had ever seen in her life. Chu-Chu looked up at her, never pausing from his quick meal, waiting for this newcomer to do something. Nabiki tensed, teeth clenched tightly together, eyes literally bulging from their sockets. "Ggggaaahhhh!" she sounded staggering away from the bed. Chu-Chu shifted, watching now with more interest, eyeing the bath towel wrapped around her. He scuttled over to the corner of the bed and Nabiki pressed up against the wall, trembling with fear. Her hands followed the wall, fumbled with the doorknob, opening the door. Without a word, Nabiki quickly exited the room. = * * * * * = "He's not up there," said Ranma returning down to the front. Akane stood in the living room doorway, Kasumi next to the front door wringing her hands nervously. "He's not here," added Akane. Kasumi let out a moan kneeling down in the center of the hall. "I've lost him!" she sobbed. "Miss Ubono will hate me for the rest of her life!" "Well that shouldn't be too long of a hate," remarked Ranma. "Ranma!" growled Akane. The front door opened Genma and Soun stepping inside, fishing poles in hand. "Did you find him?" asked Genma. "No, Mister Saotome. Chu-Chu is still missing," answered Akane. "We did not see him outside," said Soun. "Oh, what am I going to do!" exclaimed Kasumi. Akane knelt gently patting her sister on the back. "We'll find Chu-Chu, Kasumi," she said trying to sooth her sorrows. Steps sounded from the stairs, everyone looking to see a towel-clad Nabiki walking down with a lost look on her face. She stopped, glanced around, then made her way over to the phone. Ranma cautiously came up next to her. "Nabiki . . . is there something we can help you with?" Nabiki's finger paused over the keypad. "No. I can handle this myself," she replied. Finishing the number, Nabiki waited for the connection to be made. [Nerima Exterminators,] a voice said from the speaker. Nabiki drew in a long breath, then screamed at the top of her lungs, startling the others. [NNNNNNNNGGGGGGYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHhhhhthis is Nabiki Tendo. I want a team over at the Tendo Dojo IMMEDIATELY!] She slammed down the receiver, an ominous silence following. Nabiki's cheek twitched, and then she let out a breath going over to stand at the front door. Around her, the others slowly pulled themselves up shaking off the ring in their ears. Ranma helped Akane to her feet, and together they staggered over to the other side of the doorway. "I take it you've had a rough morning?" said Akane. Nabiki said nothing, reached out to lift Akane's right arm up marking the time. A loud screech sounded from the street. Through the gates ran two men clad in dark gray overalls; large silver colored tanks strapped to their backs. They reached the porch, kneeling down at Nabiki's feet. "Mistress Nabiki, we just got the word and came as soon as we could!" said one of the men. Ranma and Akane gapped at the two men, looking up at Nabiki. "Mistress Nabiki?" they both said together. "My street name," she replied. Nabiki glared angrily down at them. "You're fifteen seconds late! That's going to cost you two hundred yen, each!" "We're sorry Mistress, we're sorry!" groveled the two men, kissing her feet. "Knock it off! Now there is a cockroach the size of Mount Fuji up in my bed, and I want it destroyed. Do you hear me? Destroyed!" Kasumi shot to her feet. "Chu-Chu!" she exclaimed dashing up the steps. Akane bolted after her. "You called the exterminators!" shouted Ranma. "Nabiki, you've made a big mistake!" "Not in the least bit," she replied. Nabiki pointed up the stairs. "Now go and get rid of that thing!" The two exterminators stood up. Together they drew their spray guns from the holders on their back, locking the safeties off on the triggers. They glanced at each other, exchanging sharp nods and started for the stairs. "Wait guys, wait!" exclaimed Ranma backpedaling before them. "She's in shock. There's no infestation here. There's no cockroaches!" "Mistress Nabiki has given the orders," replied the first exterminator. "Now stand aside young sir so we may do our job." "But he's right!" said Soun. "There are no cockroaches here. Just a cricket!" Both exterminators stopped, trading looks again. "Hmm, a cricket infestation? Kind of unusual for this time of year," said one. "Yes, but no matter. We shall eliminate them just as well," replied the other. "It's not an infestation. It's just one cricket!" said Ranma. "One?" they both said. "Yes, one!" "Just one?" Ranma brought up his hands in frustration. "What did I say?" The exterminators thought then chanced a glance over their shoulders at Nabiki. Both of them fought to hold back their sudden snickers. "Uh . . . okay. Well go and (snicker) smite down this vile (snicker) creature," said the first exterminator. "Yeah, we'll just . . . hee, hee, go and do battle with the . . . cricket!" said the other. "Hey," exclaimed Nabiki. "I know I don't hear mockery coming from you!" "No, Mistress, we, we, we . . .." Both exterminators could hold it back no more, falling about the floor in laughter. "Stop it! You haven't seen this monster yet!" cried Nabiki. Ranma shrugged. "She does have a point," he had to agree. Kasumi appeared at the top of the steps. "Chu- Chu's not up here!" she shouted down at them. "Akane and I have looked everywhere. There's no sign of him!" Akane joined her. "Ranma, go around back. Chu- Chu might have gone out the window," she said. "You heard her!" Nabiki said to the two laughing exterminators. "Get up and go look outside." They stood up. "Y-yes, Mistress Nabiki. At once . . . BWHAHAHA!" "Ranma, please don't let them kill Chu-Chu!" said Kasumi. Ranma frowned. "You know, I thought crickets where supposed to bring good luck!" he grumbled following the two men out the door. = * * * * * = Ranma and the two exterminators headed around the side of the Tendo Dojo, gazing around the grounds. Ranma, knowing what to look for, carefully searched the bushes near the pond while the two exterminators stood watching him with some skepticism. "Hey kid," called the first one. "You know this is like looking for a needle in a haystack." "Uh, yeah right," Ranma said continuing his search. "You ought to forget about this. Looks to me like another woman overreacting as usual," said the other. "Right. Just go upstairs with a can of RAID, phfffht, and its all over." Ranma stopped. "I've seen this thing, so I know she's not exactly overreacting. If you don't mind a little help would be appreciated." "Feh," the exterminators replied, looking away. The first exterminator gazed casually towards the pond. "Ain't no such thing as a giant--." His comment died away as he spotted a dark form on the far side of the pond drinking from the water. Thinking that his eyes were deceiving him, he rubbed his eyes then chanced another look. When the large insect crawled away, only then did it register what he was seeing. Letting out a low babble, the exterminator began tugging fearfully on his partners' sleeve. "Ridiculous, isn't it?" his partner said gazing up at the sky. "Why we could be down at Ucchan's enjoying a few plates of okonomiyaki for lunch." The tugging on his sleeve increased the exterminator frantically trying to gain his partner's attention. "Will you stop!" he finally said. "What's gotten into you!" "Mo-mo, mo-mo, mo-mo, m-m-m-monster!" The second exterminator looked over to where his partner was pointing. All the color suddenly drained from his face. "OOH!" was all he could say, struck ridged with fear. Ranma heard him, looking over towards the pond. "Oh, Kasumi," he called to the house. "We've found Chu- Chu!" The patio doors flew open, Kasumi stepping out. "Chu-Chu! You bad thing you. Come here right this--." "GYAH!" wailed the two exterminators. They broke from their fear, scrambling over each other in a mad attempt to flee the area. Chu-Chu started as well, backing fearfully away from the two strangers. He spun around, and before anyone could react, made a resounding leap over the perimeter wall. "Chu-Chu!" cried Kasumi, dashing back inside. "Kasumi wait!" called Akane, but it did no good. Ranma could track Kasumi's path through the house by the sounds of her running, catching sight of her as she sprinted out the front door down the path and out the gate. The couple stared in her direction for a moment, then looked at each other. "I guess we should go after her," said Ranma. "Yeah, we should. So much for peace and quiet," replied Akane. Ranma chuckled. "In Nerima? Be serious." = * * * * * = The doors on both sides of the van parked in front of the Dojo flew open, the two exterminators' frantically climbing inside. They struggled with the microphone on the transmitter, a rough tug-of-war developing between them. [HOMEBASE, HOMEBASE, HOMEBASE, COME IN!] cried one into the mic. The speaker crackled to life. [Yes, Unit 21. What's the problem?" replied the dispatchers voice. [WE NEED SUPPORT, ASAP!] The dispatcher cleared her ears. [Calm down Unit 21,] she replied. [CALM DOWN? CALM DOWN! WE NEED FULL SUPPORT, FULL SUPPORT DO YOU HEAR ME--] His partner jerked the mic away. [Homebase, we have a rrreally big situation here. I mean a really BIG situation here!] he said. [Okay, what kind of situation is this?] [We're going to need at least three squads out here, plus aerial support if available!] [Come now, Unit 21. This can't be that bad?] The mic jerk back the other way. [HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT? WE HAVE A CLASS A1 OUT HERE, A CLASS A1!] They could here the light gasp from the dispatcher over the speaker. [A1? A class A1 . . . uh, uh, oh my gosh, um I better notify the General!] A claxon sounded in the background, people rumbling about as they reacted to the alarm. [What is you location, Unit 21?] [Tendo Dojo!] answered the second exterminator. [Send help fast. Unit 21 will remain on scene and maintain surveillance!] [Roger, Unit 21. Hold on, help is on the way! Homebase out.] = * * * * * = Kasumi ran down the streets behind the dojo, desperately calling Chu-Chu's name. She searched every yard she came across, climbing over fences, rustling through garbage containers only to draw up a blank. "Chu-Chu where are you!" she shouted continuing down the street. Akane's voice suddenly called to her, the couple running down the street. "Kasumi . . . I didn't know you could . . . run that fast," Ranma said between breaths. "Did you see Chu-Chu?" she asked them. "No," answered Akane. Kasumi began to cry, walking on down the street. "This is all my fault!" she sobbed. "I've lost him. Who knows where he'll turn up now?" "Calm down Kasumi," said Akane trying to settle her. "Chu-Chu will be alright. He's just a bit frightened now. I'll bet you anything he's hiding under some bush right near the dojo." Kasumi sniffled, wiping her eyes dry. "You think so?" she replied. Akane nodded. "Poor thing, (sniff, sniff), he must be terrified." Several cries and screams suddenly sounded from around the corner ahead. A flurry of people dashed across the street, scattering in all directions as they ran apparently for their lives. Several dogs yelped past the trio in fright joining the crowd. "Ah, Chu-Chu?" Ranma said to them. They ran around the corner, coming to an abrupt stop at the sight before them. Near one of the street lamps at the next corner sat Chu-Chu calmly looking up at a tomcat clutching the steel pole. The cat frantically clawed on the metal, nails screeching against the surface, fighting to stay above the cricket waiting patiently below for dinner to be served. People walking casually along the sidewalk would catch sight of the giant cricket and quickly flee the area their cries filling the air. "Chu-Chu!" called Kasumi. Chu-Chu turned, recognizing her voice. Carefully the trio began to inch towards him. "Come to me Chu-Chu. It's time to go home," she said. "Nice, Chu-Chu," added Akane. "We don't want you to get hurt. Kasumi reached into her dress pocket, pulling out his leash. That did not sit well with Chu-Chu, and he took a few steps back. They stopped. "Don't scare him, Kasumi," Ranma said. "I should have put this on him," she replied. "All this would not have happened." "Well let's worry about getting to him first," said Akane. Ranma grabbed his ponytail, wagging it before him. "Look, Chu-Chu. I got some high-grade ponytail here. Imported." The ponytail did look good, but Chu-Chu was more worried about the leash held in Kasumi's hand. He was not ready to go inside, enjoying the rare opportunity to stretch his legs for a bit. Nor did he want to pass up on devouring this cat either. Well, he could always scare up another one. Chu-Chu made a slight turn and before anyone could react, leaped away around the corner. "No!" shouted Akane, and together they set out after him. = * * * * * = "Let go of my arm!" shouted Soun struggling against the grip of one of the exterminators. "Sorry, sir, but this is for your own good," the exterminator replied dragging him along towards the gate. "My own good? There is nothing here to harm us!" "What about . . . that monster in your . . . garden?" said the other exterminator herding Genma along held in a strong armlock behind his back. "You fools!" scowled Genma. "That cricket is harmless. Tendo do something!" "That's it boys," Nabiki said walking along behind them. "And make sure when you kill that thing, the carcass gets sent to the University of Tokyo Science Department. In my name of course." "Yes, Mistress Nabiki." "Nabiki!" Soun raged at his daughter. "Call off these mad fools!" "No way, daddy. I'm not setting foot back into that house until I know that thing is dead and gone." Soun and Genma were thrust out to the sidewalk. Both exterminators drew their spray wands, crossing them together. "Don't make us have to subdue you, sir," said one. "We hold class three ratings in equipment self- defense." Soun shot to his feet. "You idiots! I'm trying to tell you there is nothing to be scared about! Chu- Chu is harmless." "Oh, daddy stop," said Nabiki. She stole up, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "I'm off to Tatewaki's. Calm down and let these men do their work." "Nabiki, get back here!" cried Soun. "Later, daddy!" Nabiki called back, walking off down the street. "That girl! One day I'm going too--." "Soun," Genma cut in. He was looking the other way up the street, listening to a noise that was steadily getting louder as it closed. Both men raised curious brows. "I've heard that before, Tendo," Genma said. "Sounds like--." "Marching soldiers," finished Soun. True enough, over the horizon appeared several formations of marching men; exterminators in precise ranks three by four deep, all lead by a white van, banners fluttering in the wind. "The General!" exclaimed the two exterminators dancing happily about. Soun and Genma exchanged looks. They rubbed their eyes, unable to believe this was happening, then looked again. Nope, still there. Two helicopters suddenly flew close overhead. "Hmm, these guys are well organized," said Genma. Soun covered his face with his hands, shaking his head. "No, please no. Tell me this isn't happening," he muttered. The van pulled up in front of them. Out of the sunroof on top appeared a man in white overalls, his chest heavily bedecked with ribbons. He pulled on a combination cap; it's single silver star gleaming in the light, put on a pair of dark sunglasses, placed a corncob pipe between his teeth, and looked around. "Unit 21!" the General called in a commanding voice. The two exterminators quickly rushed forwards, snapping to attention. "Where is the infestation?" Genma and Soun were still staring in surprise at the force gathered in front of their home. Hearing the General's comment, Soun broke from his shock, looking up at him. "There is no infestation in my Dojo!" he said angrily. A frown appeared on the General's face. "Is this true?" he asked the two men. "Sir! I have seen this thing with my own two eyes!" "So have I, sir!" The General thought a moment. "Mister Tendo. My men do not usually make mistakes like this." "I'm telling you this problem can be handle without your assistance!" raged Soun. "Ah, I understand now," replied the General with a laugh. "There is nothing to be ashamed of. Everyone gets an occasional pest problem in their home. Our work is strictly confidential, so you've no need to worry about the neighbors." Soun started sharply. "What?" "Um, General," Genma cut in quickly. "Might I suggest we go inside and talk about this over tea. I believe once you hear our explanation, this little misunderstanding will all be cleared up." "Sounds reasonable, but first," Reaching down into the cab, the General produced a bullhorn. He paused, turning back around to the two exterminators. "What and where is the target?" "A cricket, sir!" they both replied. The General's head snapped back around. "What do you mean `A' cricket!" he growled down at them. "Yes, sir. A cricket, a very large cricket," replied one. "His name is Chu-Chu," added Genma. "You men called a class A1 on . . . a cricket?" "A giant cricket, sir!" said the other exterminator. Slamming a fist down, the General leaned over. "Have you two been drinking on the job again?" he shouted. "No, sir!" they replied, clearly shaking in their boots. "What and idiotic story! Giant crickets. Impossible!" A thump sounded on top of the van, Chu-Chu's dark figure landing right next to the General then leaped away over his head. Several lost looks followed the cricket as it bounded down the street. Kasumi pushed her way through the crowd of stunned exterminators. "Chu-Chu, please stop. You're going to cause nothing but problems for me!" she called, running after him. Ranma appeared right after her, bounding casually along the wall across the street, giving them a curious gaze as he passed. "`Scuse us," said Akane, shooting by on a skateboard. Silence fell over the crowd, jaws agape at what they had just seen. The General made a slight shake with his head then cleared his throat. Pulling the bullhorn up, he spoke again to his troops. he shouted. A loud cry filled the air as the ranks of exterminators surged down the street in pursuit of Chu- Chu. "Damn," muttered Genma shaking his head. "Now you were saying something about tea," continued the General. "Yes. I believe we need to discuss this matter." "Definitely," added Soun. Climbing out of the van, the General followed Genma to the dojo. Soun gave the fading mass of exterminators one last look then shook his head. "Hello, Mister Tendo," a voice said. Soun turned to find Ryoga Hibiki, his wife Akari, and their prized family of Sumo pigs standing behind him. "Ah, Ryoga," he said. "A bit early." "We thought it would be nice to take in lunch with Ranma and Akane," said Akari. "Are they around?" "Well, they went out to help Kasumi catch Chu- Chu." The couple paused, blinking their eyes at the news. "They went to catch a train?" questioned Ryoga. Soun laughed. "No, no. It is kind of a humorous story. Come inside and I will tell you everything." Akari turned to the Sumo pig behind her. "Okay, Katsunishiki. Take the family twice around the block. I'll expect you back in twenty minutes." The large pig grunted, leading his family down the street. "They might want to be careful," suggested Soun. "They'll be alright," she replied. Soun shrugged, leading them inside. = * * * * * = Cycling their way through the streets of Nerima, Shampoo and Mousse rode side by side on their way with several deliveries around the town. A glance at her watch told Shampoo it was getting close to noon, Mousse's supposed hour of doom he'd predicted earlier that morning. "Mousse, you about to lose bet for time off," she said to him. "Good. That is one bet I am more than willing to lose, Shampoo. Beats having to put up with another day of weird and unusual happenings," he replied. Shampoo had to agree. It was turning out to be such a nice day, and she actually enjoyed their rides together. That brought concern through her mind once more. Several hours from now she would be at the Tendo dojo, either challenging Akane for Ranma, or confronting her great-grandmother about how she really felt. In either case, someone would get hurt emotionally or physically, and that was not what Shampoo desired. If only Mousse could find favor in great-grandma's eyes, she thought. He actually not bad man to have as husband, but then what about responsibility to tribe back in China? Shampoo pushed the thoughts from her mind, concentrating on their current job. She picked up the pace edging ahead. "Hey Shampoo, wait up!" Mo