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Italics: Thoughts

Agent R: Ranma's male half.

Agent Red: Ranma's female half.

Ranma In Black

Special: Part 2

The Chaos Begins Again

“So what’s the plan R?” Agent Red asked as she cocked a plasma pistol and put it inside her jacket. “Rush him?”

Agent R looked thoughtful as he put his shades on, watching the chaos at the front of the school from inside the car. “Actually I was thinking divide and conquer Red.”

“Huh?”

“You distract him. Keep him from bringing his ‘pretties’ back to the Tendo Dojo and I’ll go there and try to find his stolen amazon treasures. I know he keeps them in his room somewhere. It shouldn’t be hard with the scanner on hand. It'll pick up the various alien elements used to make the components.” He said as he held up a spacey looking scanning device before pocketing it.

“So why do I have to distract him?” Red asked. Agent R smiled knowingly and Red frowned, knowing what he was thinking. She sighed. “I get it. I get it. Fine I’ll go. But you owe me R.”

“Don’t I know it.” R said he then shivered. “Still gives me the willies thinking about it.”

“Just get going.” Red said annoyed. She then got out of the car and slammed the door behind her.

R watched as Red approached Happosai and the crowd. He then nodded to himself and put the car in drive.

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Red cringed as she slowly made her way over to the mob of angry girls chasing the withered old man with the giant sack of female undergarments. She was all too aware that the old man was still much better than her at martial arts and though he’d still win in the end because of Happosai’s easily distracted nature, he would still inevitably get some gropes in here and there. She took a deep breath and then struck a pose while putting on her glasses. She then pointed to The old man and said the first thing she could think of that would attract his attention.

“Happosai! Master of anything goes martial arts! I challenge you!” She said.

Short, simple, to the point. Best part about fighting someone from the Anything goes school, their creed would not allow them to deny a challenge of any kind. Made manipulating them pretty easy now that she thought of it. That’s probably where a lot of the chaos in her old life stemmed from. She just could not back down from anything. Good thing she knows better now.

Happosai stopped and noticed Red. He looked her up and down and a lecherous grin slowly spread across his face. “Hotcha!” He cried out, getting ready to jump towards his new target. Unfortunately he took a moment too long getting himself moving and the girls caught up with him and pummelled him into the ground with various cleaning equipment.

Red smirked at the old mans plight. After a few minutes the girls finished beating him, grabbed their undergarments and walked back into the school.

Happosai lay there twitching for a few seconds after they all left and then slowly got himself to his feet. He then slowly trod over to Red and squared off with her. “Uh oh.” Red thought, noticing his expression was unnaturally calm in the face of her obvious hotness.

Happosai then looked Red over again, this time with the eyes of a master as opposed to his usual lecherous eyes. “And who might you be girl?”

Red was suddenly at a loss for words. This was not how she had planned this encounter going. Happosai was supposed to jump on her immediately and without caution after getting up. “Uh... I’m called... Red. Nice ta meet ya.”

Happosai smiled and pulled out his pipe lighting it. “You got a reason for picking a fight with an old man?” He then look a long drag and let the smoke slowly billow out around him. “I don’t recognize you, and the way you’re standing suggests you know some anything goes yourself.”

“Shit!” Red thought. She’d unconsciously gone into a standard Anything Goes stance without thinking.

“Who are you and how did you learn my school’s style without my knowing it?” He demanded, completely serious on the matter.

Ranma looked around at the gathering crowd and was just now starting to hear the comments being whispered around them as people prepared for the inevitable martial arts duel.

“Who is she?”

“She’s so hot!”

“I love a girl in uniform.”

“Another martial artist?”

“Anything goes? Isn’t that what Akane uses?”

Agent Red then realized her error. This was not the MIB way. She was exposing too much about her identity without even realizing it. She then turned her attention back to Happosai, having just thought of something that could potentially explain her slip up away.

“I am an unofficial student of the Anything Goes style, and many other schools of martial arts. I learned from Saotome Genma and Saotome Ranma Indirectly.” She said. “In my childhood my father and I would spy on martial artists and learn by what we watched. We travelled the world doing this. When we found Genma we followed him for years and copied his moves.” She then paused to let it all sink in. She expected him to be impressed that she was able to learn from just watching, but the reaction was entirely different.

Happosai looked Red right in the eyes frowning. Clearly Red had made up the wrong story. “Oh shit. I better try again.” She thought as she brought out the neuralizer, hoping to flash the whole crowd and start over. Just as she brought it out she caught a flash of movement and Happosai was on her. He knocked the neuralizer out of her hands, breaking it in two.

He then landed in front of her again, still glaring. “So.” He started, getting into a ready stance. Red did the same. “You steal my schools style. Stalk my students for years, and bring guns to a martial arts duel?”

Red looked confused and opened her jacket, her guns were gone. Happosai then discarded them on the ground in front of him and glared at her hard. Red looked worried now. She really wished R was here now. This was far from the way she expected this confrontation to go. At least she was distracting him like she was supposed to. But he was so much more... focussed now than she remembered.

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Nabiki sighed as she absently jotted down notes in the classroom while she ate her lunch. There was so much work to be done and not nearly enough profit was coming in. She really needed a cash cow of some kind. A big event to jumpstart her affairs.

Just then Nabiki jumped, startled as two of her ‘agent’ burst into the room calling her name. “Nabiki!” They called.

Nabiki was hardly interested. They’ve done this before. It’s usually something decent that they were on about in this state but they always over-exaggerated it’s importance in their entrance. Probably to try and get her excited too. But it was usually just some small piece of gossip. ‘This person cheated on that person.’ ‘Akane only took this long to beat Kuno.’ Never anything substantial that she could make some real money at. At least not for a while.

“Someone’s actually challenging Happosai to a duel and it’s a girl!” They said almost in unison.

This got Nabiki’s attention. “Oh really? And how long did this fight last before he just letched her up and ran away?”

“That’s the thing!” One of her cronies chimed in. “The fight hasn’t even started and Happosai is taking it totally serious, and the girl is using your family style!”

Nabiki’s eyes flared open as her brain started calculating the profit margins, the odds, and risks, and everything else she could think of that might make this a good financial endeavour. She then smirked and handed them her wallet. “Bet everything on the newcomer and set the odds against her a hundred to one, no! A thousand to one. I feel lucky.”

Nabikis underlings grinned, clearly excited about this new high stakes event and went to set up the betting poll. Nabiki then moved to the window and opened it, instantly spying the two combatants. She then sat down for the show.

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R parked and put on his sunglasses just outside of the Tendo dojo. He then Grabbed one of the fake authority badges from the glove compartment after flipping through them and replaced his MIB badge in his wallet with it. He then opened the car door and headed towards the dojo.

R stopped just at the gate and slowly drew his hand along the wooden sign to the right of the doors. Memories of his past life washing over him. The good, the bad... The good definitely outweighing the bad. He smiled briefly and then put on a serious face and entered through the gate.

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Smiling as she swept around the kitchen Kasumi hummed a happy tune. It was a beautiful sunny day. The house was empty save for her and her Father, who sat reading the paper out on the veranda and she had just read in a flyer not too long ago that some of her favourite vegetables were on sale at a local vendor so she was looking forward to cooking one of her favourite dishes tonight for her family.

She exited the kitchen and continued to sweep, her technique ensuring that no dust particle was spared. Her eyes caught her fathers briefly as he looked up from his paper and they smiled. It was going to be a lovely day.

Just then Kasumi’s thoughts were interrupted by a loud knock on the door. Kasumi started, not having expected visitors at this time of day. Soun too looked up from his paper and it was him who chose to voice the question that they were both wondering at that very moment. “Now who could that be?” He wondered.

Just as Soun was about to get up. Kasumi held out a hand to stop him. “Don’t worry about it father, I’ll answer. I’m sure it’s just one of those pesky salesmen again.”

Sound chuckled and ruffled his paper as he re-situated himself in his cross legged position. “Too true. I remember when your mother and I first bought this house. You could go several months, maybe even a full year without seeing a salesman of some kind.” He then sighed and continued reading. “Those days are clearly long gone.”

Kasumi then opened the door and was surprised to see a very official looking young man standing there with dark sunglasses and his hair done in a ponytail. He was rather handsome she noted. “Ah... Can I help you with something Mr...?”

Ranma held up his wallet, revealing his fake badge. “Agent R ma’am. Interpol division 6. May I come in?” He asked, his voice even, cool and unemotional.

Kasumi was taken aback. The law? Interpol? What on earth could they possibly want here? Is it father? Are they in trouble financially? Is it one of her sisters? Did Akane hurt someone? Did Nabiki blackmail the wrong person? So many possibilities. So many questions.

“Ma’am?” Agent R repeated.

Kasumi started, having not realized that she had frozen just now. “Ah. Sorry. Uh please Mr... Agent...”

“R.” R said.

“Agent R.” Kasumi repeated with a nod. “Please come in.”

“Thank you.”

Agent R followed Kasumi in and she took him to see Soun. Soun looked up at the young man walking in. “Kasumi?”

“Uh... father? This is Agent R... from Interpol.”

Soun stopped smiling and turned deadly serious. “I know nothing about anything.” He said. “We were young. It was an accident. We found it like that. It was the masters idea. I Have no idea what you’re talking about.” Souns composure cracked. “STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT I’LL TALK! I’LL TALK!” He then began bawling and bowing at Agent R’s feet. “I HAVE A FAMILY!”

R chuckled. “Relax Mr. Tendo. I’m not here about anything that may or may not have happened in your youth under the tutelage of your master. Be at ease. I’m here about something else.”

Soun stopped his grovelling and returned to his paper. “Oh... Well in that case what can I help you with young man?” He said.

R took a seat across from Soun on the other side of the Shogi board. “Your master Happosai. He stole some very important artifacts. From a tribe of Warrior women.”

“Ah.” Soun said. “The Joketsuzoku. Yes I know of them, and of the artifacts that were stolen.”

Kasumi chose that moment to interject. “Would you like some tea Agent R?” She asked.

Ranma looked up and smiled. “Yes please thank you.”

“For me too if you don’t mind Kasumi?”

“Of course father.” Kasumi said with a smile. She then left for the kitchen.

R watched Kasumi walk to the kitchen somewhat saddened by her appearance here. He had hoped that after the neuralization she might move out on her own and start living for herself, but she was still here caring for her family. R shook his head to clear those thoughts then continued with Soun. “Happosai stole three items in particular that are... more than a little sensitive to the security of this planet.”

“I see” Soun said. “Planet? What agency do you work for again?”

“Interpol. Division 6.” R said. “Any idea where Happosai keeps these artifacts?”

Soun looked thoughtful and Kasumi chose that moment to come back with their tea. “Thank you Kasumi.”

“Yes thank you.” R agreed.

“I believe he keeps all his, ahem, treasures, in his room. But... No one dares go in there. Lest they suffer the Masters wrath.” He stated ominously.

R stood up from his seated position after taking a long swig of the tea. “I dare Mr. Tendo. Show me to his room.”

Soun stood up shakily. “If the master catches wind of this... I will not admit to any part in this.”

R smiled and started walking. “I’m sure we can come up with a good story to tell.”

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Happosai continued to glare at the girl. His anger clear to all present. “Do you have any idea what I’ve been through?” He asked. “My only two students I’ve ever taken on turned out to be failures, COWARDS! My only potential heir died on a trip to Jusenkyo of all places, and now this. Another coward who thinks themselves worthy of my school, yet feels the need to bring guns to a fight. 300 years and you’d think I’d be able to find just one person capable of running my school.”

Red frowned at Happosais rant as the students around them waited eagerly for her reply. Clearly without Ranma around Happosai was at a loss. No one to give him a real challenge... and something more. It seemed Happosai really did have a lot of faith in Ranma. Maybe he might have even genuinely liked him in his previous life. But one thing in particular set Red off that he said.

“I don’t need guns to fight you Happosai.” She growled. But I do need them for my job. I don’t know if you noticed but wandering martial artist doesn’t do much in the ways of putting food on my table.”

Happopsai snorted at that. “I never had any trouble finding something to eat on the road.”

“Some people prefer not to resort to theivery.” Red said with her arms crossed.

“Oooooooh!” Many of the students chimed in.

“Thems fightin words!” Another offered.

“Would you two fight already!?” A third shouted.

Red fell back into a stance. Happosai did the same. They then both launched themselves at each other at the same time. The blows from Happosai came fast and decisively, More so than Red remembered when she was Ranma. He seemed more determined. And as Much as Red would like to think that she was on equal footing with the anything goes master after months of training at MIB, she wasn’t stupid. It was just a matter of time before...

WHAM!!

CRUNCH!

Ouch. Red slowly pulled herself out of the wall and shook some concrete dust out of her hair. Happosai was standing at the other side of the yard staring her down. She had to think of something. She couldn’t just open up her shirt to distract him like she usually did. This was supposed to be their first meeting.

“If you want to be a part of the Anything Goes school you’ll have to do better than that.” Happosai called out.

Red chuckled as she got back into a stance. “Heh. Doubt you’ve seen anything better round these parts. Besides... I’m just getting started.”

Red launched herself at Happosai using the amaguriken to land a few blows and keep him on his toes while she thought of a strategy. Happosai was not holding back nearly as much as he used to... She needed to get her top off and make it seem like an accident. Red then smirked. It was time for some artful dodging.

Happosai was impressed. Clearly the girl wasn’t lying about stealing moves from wherever she could get them. That was most definitely an amazon maneuver. Maybe she could be his new heir. She was fast, strong, and definitely pretty which was always a plus. But he needed to be sure. It was time to up the anti. Time to really make her work for her place in the school.

Red and Happosai broke off their attacks momentarily and faced off again briefly as the growing crowd of students cheered their chosen combatants on. Happosai smirked and then reached into his Gi. Red smiled. He was probably going for a Happodaikarin. That would make getting an accidental clothing malfunction far easier.

Happosai then pulled out his pipe.

“Ah crap.” Red thought.

Happosai leapt at Red and she dodged, just enough so that her shirt got hit by the makeshift weapon. She moved away from Happosai for a moment just to look surprised, just so Happosai wouldn’t suspect what she was doing and then jumped back into the fray. Punching, kicking, dodging, getting nicked by the pipe.

“Almost there...” Red thought as she dodged into another pipe slash.

Happosai snorted in distaste at the girls performance. This girl wasn’t taking this nearly as seriously as she should if she really wanted to be a part of this school. She was just barely avoiding his attacks, and wasn’t landing any of her own. Time to give her his evaluation.

Happosai suddenly dashed forward with a sudden burst of incredible speed, the likes of which Red had never seen before from the man and then landed a full blow to Reds sternum launching her into the sky. “Perfect timing.” Red thought, taking the brutally painful strike.

Happosai smirked as he watched the petulent young girl fly into the sky and then land roughly on the ground. That aughta teach her. “Had enough girl?” He asked, expecting her to back down.

Red smirked. “I’ve still got one ace up my sleeve.”

Happosai waited for the girl to face him. While she slowly got up off the ground she was facing away from him the entire time. Just then something soft landed on his head from above. He blinked in confusion and then pulled the thing off his head. It was a bra, the clasp at the front broken in two. Happosai then looked up just as Red turned around, revealing through a mercilessly torn up shirt the two most perfect breasts he had ever seen.

“How... How...” Happosai started, surprised.

Red then got into a ready stance again, knowing full well she was exposed but pretending not to for the sake of playing the part. “Ready for round two?” She asked straight faced, trying to ignore the males in the crowd all drooling and staring at her bosom.

“HOW SWEET!” Happosai finally called out as he carelessly launched himself at her. Latching onto her breasts.

Red grinned. “Bad move old man.” She said as she uppercutted him into the sky. She then followed it up with a “MOKO TAKABISHA” To further send him on his way. She then smiled as she looked around for her discarded weapons and neuralizer. Unfortunately they were nowhere to be seen.

“Damn it.” Red stated as she scanned the crowd for anyone who might look like they’d picked them up during the fight.

It was at that moment that she noticed a face in the crowd watching her. A familiar face. Ukyo, and she was looking right at her with what looked to her like recognition. Red froze as she saw the girl. There was something wrong. She looked just the same as she ever did. She was even wearing the Furinkan boys uniform. But that shouldn’t be. Ukyo was given new memories after being flashed at the dojo all those months ago when Red and R said goodbye to their old life. Ones that would make her feel comfortable wearing womens clothing. But the most startling was the look Ukyo was giving her. One of recognition... and fear.

Red took a step forward and at that moment Ukyo turned and ran as fast as she could, vaulting over the school wall and away from Red. “Hey!” Red called out as she started to give chase. But then she was summarily crowded by her new adoring fans at furinkan.

“What’s your full name?”

“Your measurements?”

“Wanna go on a date?”

“Damn it!” Red thought as she lost sight of Ukyo. “Get outta my way!” She shouted to the crowd as she pushed one boy out of the way, knocked another one to his knees and then used him as a stepping stone to vault over the crowd. She then took chase making a beeline for the Uuchan. If Ukyo was planning on hiding, or skipping town, no matter what, she’d bet her last dollar that she’d be stopping off at the Uuchan first. Since there was no time to search for her discarded weapons she pulled out a small transceiver from her torn jacket and pressed the self destruct button for the weapons, making them self atomise.

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Nabiki grinned as she typed numbers into the calculator. She was the only one that had bet on This ‘Red’ girl. She smiled as she pressed the equals button and came up with her winnings. “Thank you new girl.” She said to no one in particular.

Just then one of her agents came back to her. “Nabiki.” She said as she walked through the crowd of moaning students who had just realised that they had lost the bets they made on what they assumed was a sure shot.

“Did you find them?” Nabiki asked as the other girl drew close.

The girl shook her head no. “But I did find this.” she said. Holding up the two broken halves of the neuralizer and the strange looking pistol.

Nabiki raised an eyebrow. “Interesting. I think it’s about time I cashed in on that favour the computer science nerds owe me.” She asid as she looked the strange devices over. They looked quite advanced... and expensive.

Just then The girl holding the things screamed and dropped the gun. "Ow!" She screamed. Damn it, that got hot!" After clattering on the floor the pistol then seemed to disintigrate into nothing. The little stick like thing though seemed fine.

***************

Dr. Tofu smiled as he gave one last push on the old womans back. A loud crack was heard and the woman let out a brief. “Ooh.”

“There you go Mrs. Hasegawa.” Tofu said. “Should be good as new.”

Mrs. Hasegawa smiled and got up off of the table. “Thank you Dr. Heh. Why I feel almost good enough to try out one of those wheelie boards that those kids are always zipping around on.”

Tofu gave a mock glare. “Now Mrs. Hasegawa...”

The old woman waved it off and started to head towards the door. “I did say almost didn’t I?”

Just then a young red headed girl in a black suit and dark sunglasses burst through the open window, startling the old woman and giving Dr. Tofu pause. “Dr. Tofu?”

“Do I know you?” Tofu asked. Genuinely confused.

“Yes and no. It’s a long story, and one I can’t get into right now. I forgot something here and I need to pick it up.”

“Oh.” Tofu said. Assuming that Red was just a old patient that had left a coat or something there. “By all means.”

“Thanks doc.” Red replied as she moved towards the far wall and then pressed her thumb to a particular spot.

All of a sudden the spot around her thumb glowed above it and moved down along her thumb print as if scanning it. The wall then slid down revealing a very large gun rack. With many futuristic looking weapons. Red then took a couple of the hand guns, a noisy cricket, a new shirt and jacket and one of the spare neuralizers. “That should do it.” She mentioned to herself. She then closed the wall back up, leaving no trace and turned around to Tofu and the old woman as she put on her new shirt.

“Who are you?” Tofu asked, completely shocked to see his wall do that.

Red smiled. “Well I can easily answer that. I just need you to look right here.” She said pointing to the neuralizers head as she extended it to its full length.

FLASH

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“Shit!” Ukyo thought as she packed a bag full of clothes as fast as she can. Why did she have to run? Running is always the worst idea if you want to stay incognito. She stopped packing for a moment and looked in the mirror. Maybe she could explain it away. If she just changed into some more feminine clothes and then pretended not to know who Ranma was when she eventually showed up... No. The damage was already done. She clearly recognized Ranma and ran. Maybe she could explain the running. Say she was late for some appointment. It was a long shot that’s for sure, but it was better than the alternative.

With determination in her eyes Ukyo reached for a drawer that was rarely used and pulled out a lovely yellow sun dress. She then turned around and standing right in front of her right by the open window was the female Ranma.

Ukyo recoiled and fell back, covering her eyes with her hands. “Ranchan... don’t... don’t please...”

Red frowned seeing the best friend she’d ever known recoiling in pure terror from her. It absolutely broke her heart. “Uchan” Red said tentatively stepping forward.

Ukyo replied by scrambling backwards keeping her eyes closed. “Ranma no!” She cried, her voice cracking. “Don’t come any closer! Don’t!”

Red growled. Why was Ukyo so intent on not looking at her? Why did she remember her in the first place? Why was she so scared of her? “Uchan look at me.” Red demanded, getting upset at the way she was reacting.

“NO!” Ukyo cried. Clearly crying now.

“Look at me!” Red yelled.

“I can’t!” Ukyo cried. “I don’t want you to make me forget like the others!”

Realization dawned on Red. Of course. Ukyo remembered him and the others didn’t. That would put strain on anyone. Remembering a person that everyone around you forgot existed. Furthermore having feelings for that person.

Red sighed. She needed to get a handle on the situation. Calm her down. She took out the neuralizer. “Uchan. I’m going to throw the neuralizer on the other side of the room.” She said.

“The what?” Ukyo asked, confused.

“The... it’s the little rod thing that we used to make the others forget about us.” She then did as she said, throwing the neuralizer across the room. Once it clattered on the floor she turned back towards Ukyo. “There.”

Ukyo looked up quickly towards where she heard the sound. Sure enough it was there, lying by the door to the stairs. She closed her eyes again though. “How do I know you don’t have another one?” She asked.

Red sputtered. “I... I give you my word. I swear on the lives of my entire family I won’t flash you. Just... just look at me Uchan.”

Ukyo, sobbing from her fear slowly looked up and sure enough Ranma was there looking at her. Her glasses off, nothing in her hands. Ukyo relaxed slightly.

“Ranma.” She said. Almost as if not able to believe her eyes.

“More or less.” Red responded, putting a hand behind her head nervously and chuckling. “Sorry about this... oh and I don’t go by Ranma any more it’s Red now.”

“R... Red?” Ukyo said again. “Why?”

Red sighed and sat down on the floor. “So... I imagine you’re wondering why I’m here.” Red asked.

Ukyo sniffled and wiped her face of tears on the sun dress she had pulled out. “I’ve been wondering a lot of things recently. Ever since you left us all and made everyone forget about you.”

“That’s what’s got me wondering.” Red said. “How is it you remember me? These neuralizers have a 100% success rate in erasing and leaving blank spots in memory susceptible to suggestion.

Ukyo sniffled again as she looked thoughtful. “I wondered that lots when you first left the dojo that night. I... well you have to know that you showing up in both your male and female form at the same time was more than a little jarring. Last we checked there was no cure for a Jusenkyo curse and then there you were. I... I thought I’d gone mad. I thought I was seeing double or something. Then you said that you never existed and I rubbed my eyes and when I looked up again everyone was staring blankly while you told us all... how we should be living? I don’t know how you’d explain it.”

“Ah.” Red said. Seeing why the neuralizer didn’t work on her. She wasn’t looking at it. She had her eyes closed and covered.

There was an awkward silence as Red and Ukyo just sat there staring at each other, or looking away nervously. “So.” Ukyo said, breaking the silence. “You mind explaining? I mean, why you left? Why there’s two of you? Just... why?”

“Well...” Red started. “Basically we joined a secret organization that required us to be... off the grid I guess you could say.” She stared into Ukyos eyes, and looked away quickly, hating the hurt she was seeing behind them, knowing she was the cause of it. She still couldn’t stand to see a girl cry. “They had a sort of cure for my curse. Basically it split me up into two people, one that’s all male and one that’s all female.”

“That must have been hard.” Ukyo said. “Ever think you signed on for more than you bargained for?

Red laughed. “Not a day goes by sometimes that I don’t wish I could undo that decision. I mean... It’s only on the outside that I’m a girl. I’m still all guy in here.” She said tapping her head. She then hung her head. “I couldn’t go back to a normal life now if I wanted to.”

Ukyo, feeling a little more comfortable now that the neuralizer was gone and Ranma was opening up, moved closer to Ranma and put a hand on her shoulder. “That... That’s not true Ran... Red.”

“Heh.” Red started. “Can you believe I have to wear a skirt every day for the rest of my life?” She asked. “Standard issue MIB uniform for females. Go figure they wouldn’t make an exception.” Ukyo snickered. Red looked at her annoyed. “So glad my torment amuses you so much.” She said with a glare.

“Sorry Ranchan.” Ukyo said with a snicker “But it’s a little funny. Just cause of how I’ve been dressing since I was little. Y’know as a boy. Now you, a boy, is forced to dress as a girl.”

Red tried to stay mad about the laughing but couldn’t. If anyone would understand what she was going through it would be Ukyo. “Yeah I guess you would know huh?” Red replied. “But you got used to it. I’ve been doing it for months and I still can’t stand it. Even with the treatments it’s just not happening.”

Ukyo looked confused. “Treatments?”

“Yeah.” Red said like she forgot the most important part when discussing the plot of a movie. “Sorry the... place I work has been putting me through these treatments to get me thinking more like a girl. Sometimes I go along with it and pretend that I’m getting used to this new sex, but It’s not taking at all. I’m just... I’m afraid to lose who I am. I’m... a guy damnit.”

Ukyo put her arm around Red. Not sure what else to say. Red looked up to her their faces closer than she was expecting. She blushed, staring unblinking into her eyes. Had they always been this... pretty? This brown?

Ukyo couldn’t get over being able to be with Ranma again finally. After he’d been gone and forgotten for so long. She missed those big blue eyes.

All of a sudden Ranma turned away quickly, embarrassed, and stood up. “That... Aaargh!” Red shouted as she kicked a wastebasket across the room. “That’s the worst part about this!” She said. “I... now that I’ve had time away from the insanity I’ve been getting urges. Like... sexual ones.”

Ukyo looked surprised. Ranma had never talked about things like this before. It seemed to Ukyo that she was a little more mature since she’d last seen her.

Red fumed as she ran her hand through her hair and turned back towards Ukyo. “But it’s not for guys, like you would expect with this body. It’s for girls. I’m... I’m still attracted to girls! I’m... Akane was right. I really am a pervert!”

Ukyto stood up angry at the train of thought Red was having. “Ranchan you’re not a pervert!” She said.

“Oh? Is it normal for girls to like girls? I don’t think so. It’s why I drown myself in my work, learning alien languages, learning about the inner workings of the technology, the histories of other races, and when I’m not doing that I’m training, martial arts, sharpshooting, strategies. Just anything to keep me from thinking like a pervert.” Red countered.

Ukyo moved closer. “Ranchan stop this! It doesn’t matter if you’re a girl. Other girls like girls too sometimes. It’s not entirely uncommon.”

Red started to pace. “And R doesn’t care at all. He treats me like a girl half of the time too. He got the good end of the deal. He’s a guy. He could still go after any girl he likes. He’s even been getting a bit close to Agent N lately from the looks of it.”

Ukyo steeled herself mentally and physically and stepped into Reds path.

“Not only that bu... mmph!” Red stopped as Ukyo walked right into her, wrapped her arms around her and pressed her lips against hers. Kissing her. Ukyo was kissing her! She was kissing another girl! It felt so nice. It... Red fell into the kiss, her feelings, her hormones, her long bottled up desire taking over. Ukyos lips were so soft. Her hands felt just as good roaming across her back softly. Her breasts pressing up against hers...

Red broke of the kiss and moved away. “Uchan... this is wro...” Red looked at Ukyos eyes they were dripping with tears. She then felt her face and could feel the wetness on her own face from it. “Uchan I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to, you just walked right into me... I.”

“I have been wanting that for so long Ranchan.” She said, wiping her eyes.

“Uchan...”

“Ranchan when you left. It was like you took a piece of my heart with you. You don’t understand just how hard it’s been.” Ukyo sniffled. “Even though the other girls don’t remember you it seems like they’re just going through the motions of their lives. Like they’re missing a part too. We loved you Ranma. We all loved you.” Ukyo then blushed and looked down. “I love you.” She said.

“But I’m...”

“I don’t care about that Ranchan.” She said rather forcefully. “I’ve long since gotten used to your girl half. It’s not just about the body you’re in.” She moved closer to Ranma and put her hand on her chest just above her heart. “It’s what’s in here. It’s the person you are that I’ve loved all this time. It’s why I ran from you when you saw me at school, why I covered my eyes when you showed up here. Because I can’t bear the thought of forgetting the best friend I’ve ever had. The one person I love most.”

Red began breathing heavily, her chest expanding and contracting, Ukyo’s gorgeous face intoxicating her, her breath warm against her cheek. Her hand was warm on her chest, the memory of the kiss they just shared replaying itself over and over in her head. Ukyos toned body slowly moved closer, her other hand wrapping once again around her waist, just above her buttocks. She tried to recite the arquillian alphabet to get her head cleared of these thoughts but the closer Ukyo got the fewer letters she could get to before losing track and having to start over.

Ukyo leaned her head close to Reds ear. “I can’t lose you again Ranchan.” She said, the emotion that was put into that one sentence, the sincerity of the words broke something in Red. Her resolve was gone, her desire was now in complete control and it wasn’t going to be letting up anytime soon.

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Author’s Notes: “Okay. Probably the longest chapter of any fic I’ve made in a long time. Hell I could easily make it a lot longer but I think that this is an effective cliffhanger. So to my pre-readers. (Probably just you for now Helmut) sorry if it seems a bit long. And sorry if this isn’t the fic you were most looking forward to me updating but I’ve been meaning to get this out for SO long. It’s been forever since I took this series over from Animeaddiction. It had to be done finally. It’s just been difficult because I’d never seen the MIB show until recently. I also had very little idea on where to take the series. Who Ranma would hook up with, or which Ranma would or if either of them would at all. I wanted to have it matter if Romance was going to happen for them. And I think this is a fairly good way to go about it. Will probably cause some problems down the line for them but not for a little while at least. I want the relationship with Ukyo to develop. I’ve got more than enough ideas on what to do with that. As for the Whole thing on the F’mecks, that will develop quite a bit more in the next chapter. I know that not a lot happened with that in this one. Get back to me soon. I’m dying to post this.”

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