But apparently they have mallets...
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Ranma slammed his helmet on his head and mounted his bike, kickstarting the engine. Something was wrong. Opening the throttle, he chased after Kijuuki, bending low over his handlebars to watch her. Her front wheel was wobbling a little, despite her speed, and he pushed harder on his accelerator. He had to catch her before she ran into something! For half a mile he chased her, wishing he had a radio so he could call her and make her slow down. She kept pushing, her engine shrieking as it reached its limit. Muttering to himself, he triggered his nitrous. The engine kicked a little and the pitch changed as the speedometer needle jumped. He moved closer, still several meters away. Glancing around her, his eyes bugged out. She was heading straight for the canal!
"KIJUUKI! STOP!" He screamed. She wobbled again, then straightened out and flew right over the edge of the canal. "NOOO! KIJUUKI!" He screamed again, his heart in his throat as the yellow GSRX sailed into the air. He braked hard, trying to keep control as Kijuuki let go of the bike and planted her feet on the seat, pushing against it into a backflip. Ranma did a similar maneuver, using his seat as a springboard as his bike spun out of control. He reached out, praying he could reach her. She finished her backflip right into his arms. He adjusted to the weight and landed on the sloping side as Kijuuki's bike exploded in flames across the water, a good four meters away. Ranma knelt on the concrete, holding Kijuuki close to his chest. He looked down as she looked up.
"Are you ok?" He asked, his voice husky from worry. She stared at him, then looked back across the canal. Violently shoving herself out of his arms, she strode down the side nearly to the water's edge. Ranma scrambled to his feet as she yanked off her helmet and slammed it into the ground.
"DAMNIT!!" She screamed and proceed to turn the air blue. Ranma pulled off his helmet, absently noting she was creative in her cursing and she had short black hair. He gasped as her swearing stopped and she fell to her knees. Rushing up behind her, he grabbed her shoulders.
"Hey, are you ok?" He asked again. She sniffled and he winced. He wasn't good with crying females.
"Yeah, I'm ok, Ryuu...YOU!" She turned as she spoke and her eyes bugged out. Ranma's heart leapt to his throat again. AKANE! Kijuuki was AKANE!?!
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Akane gaped at the young man holding her shoulders. Saotome? Ranma Saotome was Ryu? She had been racing RANMA SAOTOME?? Her mind whirled with this new information. Ranma was staring at her, looking equally flabbergasted at Kijuuki's true identity. Sirens suddenly cut the night air with their wails and Ranma jerked away, glancing around.
"Shit. Come on, let's go," He held out his hand. She blinked at him. Go? Oh right, the cops. She quickly shoved her helmet back on and accepted his help standing. The rivals ran to Ranma's bike, Ranma pausing to kick-catch his helmet and slam it on. Ranma picked up his GSRX and mounted. Akane scrambled on behind him, wrapping both arms around his waist and snuggling up against his back to balance the weight. He started up and drove to a nearby alley. They rode silently and slowly, creeping along the alley to another street. The sirens peaked as three cop cars drove past. Ranma shook his head and threw his bike into reverse. Akane twisted at the waist, checking behind them, and slapped his helmet twice when two more cop cars raced by. He stopped in the middle of the alley, glancing around.
"Damn! We can't go out, we'll be spotted," He muttered, just loud enough to be heard.
"What should we do? They might come check the alleys," Akane pointed out. Ranma hunched his shoulders, then flipped up his face plate and turned to stare at her. She flipped up her plate and blinked at the serious look in his eyes.
"There's only one way. We'll have to go through the Pits." Akane's mouth fell open again.
"The Pits!" She hissed. "Ranma, you're crazy! No one goes to the Pits unless they have a death wish. People disappear in there. Their bodies aren't ever found!"
"That's not entirely true." Ranma took a deep breath and looked into her eyes. "I've been through the Pits, Akane. I can get us through there safely, but you'll have to do your part."
"What do I have to do?"
"Hold onto me. Do NOT let go for any reason and do NOT look around. No matter what you hear or think you see out of the corner of your eye, keep your arms around me and your eyes straight ahead. Got it?" Akane gulped and nodded.
"I won't let you go or look around. No matter what." He smiled.
"That's my girl. Hang on." They reached up and slapped their face plates down at the same time. Ranma turned the bike to the right as Akane tightened her grip around his waist and stared at his helmet. Ranma drove to what looked like a wall, only to have it open up into a another, hidden alley. They cruised slowly through the darkness, the only light the red GSRX's headlight. Akane gulped again and snuggled closer, leaning her helmet against his and closing her eyes. Whispers penetrated her helmet and she could swear she felt hands groping her ankles. She shuddered.
"Stay with me, Akane. Don't look around," Ranma's voice broke through the whispers, driving them back. She shivered again.
"Talk to me, Ranma. Please."
"Sure. What do you want to talk about?"
"Anything."
"Ok. I wanted to thank you for keeping Xian Pu from finding me today. That was really brave of you."
"Not really." Akane smirked a little. "She may think she's all that, but she's not. She drives too fancy, always trying new tricks when she should be focusing on the course. Why does she chase you around? Does she know you're Ryu?"
"No, I don't think so. I went to her ramen shop a few days after we moved here. She waitresses there and when she saw me, she just decided I was 'The One'. According to Kou Long, her grandmother, Xian Pu has always been like that. See a guy and WHAM, instant obsession."
"Wow. Well, I suppose that could be flattering. She is very pretty."
"Pretty ain't everything. She's way too clingy for my taste and she won't take no for an answer, no matter what I do. Kou Long said I hold the record for her interest."
"Not something to brag about, then?"
"Hardly. She's a damn good cook, but way too scary. What about you and the HRD?"
"HRD?"
"Hopeless Romantic Duo."
"Oh, Kuno and Hibiki." Akane snickered and forced herself not to kick out when another hand brushed her ankle. She squeezed Ranma's waist a little tighter.
"We're almost out. You're doing great."
"If you say so. I'm about to jump out of my skin here."
"I say so. So, what is going on between you and those two?"
"Nothing. It's all Kuno's fault. I swear, he's as obssessive as Xian Pu, but instead of bringing me food, he fights. Always declaring that if I beat him, he'll allow me to date him. I always win, always refuse to go out and he just won't stop. I've thought about throwing the fight a few times, but I'm afraid of what he'll do if I did. Probably break into tears and offer to teach me." Ranma laughed.
"And Hibiki?"
"Oh, he's a nice enough guy, but I get the feeling he's more out to beat Kuno then date me. It's all about their pride, not any real interest in me, Tendo Akane."
"Yeah, that wouldn't surprise me." Ranma sounded disgusted. Akane opened her eyes, wanting to look up, then shut them again as the whispers started again in earnest. She shivered.
"Hey, Akane?" Ranma asked as the bike slowed to a halt.
"Yeah?"
"We're through." Akane opened her eyes and slowly lifted her head. Normal streetlights lined the road and she could see various businesses closed for the night. She swallowed and took a few deep breaths. The shock of what had happened flooded through her, making her tremble violently. Her vision swam and her stomach started churning in earnest.
"Akane? Akane! Oh shit. Hang onto me, ok? I'll get you someplace safe. Hold on, Akane, don't let go." Ranma's voice seemed rather far away, but she could feel him in front of her. She tightened her grip again, reassured by the warm, solid body in her arms.
"Don't let go. Right. I won't. Not ever," She whispered, closing her eyes again and leaning her head against his back. She felt the bike shudder and jump as Ranma threw open the throttle. She couldn't be sure, all of her focus was on not getting sick or fainting, but she thought she heard him say "Man, I wish that was true."
Ranma slammed his helmet on his head and mounted his bike, kickstarting the engine. Something was wrong. Opening the throttle, he chased after Kijuuki, bending low over his handlebars to watch her. Her front wheel was wobbling a little, despite her speed, and he pushed harder on his accelerator. He had to catch her before she ran into something! For half a mile he chased her, wishing he had a radio so he could call her and make her slow down. She kept pushing, her engine shrieking as it reached its limit. Muttering to himself, he triggered his nitrous. The engine kicked a little and the pitch changed as the speedometer needle jumped. He moved closer, still several meters away. Glancing around her, his eyes bugged out. She was heading straight for the canal!
"KIJUUKI! STOP!" He screamed. She wobbled again, then straightened out and flew right over the edge of the canal. "NOOO! KIJUUKI!" He screamed again, his heart in his throat as the yellow GSRX sailed into the air. He braked hard, trying to keep control as Kijuuki let go of the bike and planted her feet on the seat, pushing against it into a backflip. Ranma did a similar maneuver, using his seat as a springboard as his bike spun out of control. He reached out, praying he could reach her. She finished her backflip right into his arms. He adjusted to the weight and landed on the sloping side as Kijuuki's bike exploded in flames across the water, a good four meters away. Ranma knelt on the concrete, holding Kijuuki close to his chest. He looked down as she looked up.
"Are you ok?" He asked, his voice husky from worry. She stared at him, then looked back across the canal. Violently shoving herself out of his arms, she strode down the side nearly to the water's edge. Ranma scrambled to his feet as she yanked off her helmet and slammed it into the ground.
"DAMNIT!!" She screamed and proceed to turn the air blue. Ranma pulled off his helmet, absently noting she was creative in her cursing and she had short black hair. He gasped as her swearing stopped and she fell to her knees. Rushing up behind her, he grabbed her shoulders.
"Hey, are you ok?" He asked again. She sniffled and he winced. He wasn't good with crying females.
"Yeah, I'm ok, Ryuu...YOU!" She turned as she spoke and her eyes bugged out. Ranma's heart leapt to his throat again. AKANE! Kijuuki was AKANE!?!
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Akane gaped at the young man holding her shoulders. Saotome? Ranma Saotome was Ryu? She had been racing RANMA SAOTOME?? Her mind whirled with this new information. Ranma was staring at her, looking equally flabbergasted at Kijuuki's true identity. Sirens suddenly cut the night air with their wails and Ranma jerked away, glancing around.
"Shit. Come on, let's go," He held out his hand. She blinked at him. Go? Oh right, the cops. She quickly shoved her helmet back on and accepted his help standing. The rivals ran to Ranma's bike, Ranma pausing to kick-catch his helmet and slam it on. Ranma picked up his GSRX and mounted. Akane scrambled on behind him, wrapping both arms around his waist and snuggling up against his back to balance the weight. He started up and drove to a nearby alley. They rode silently and slowly, creeping along the alley to another street. The sirens peaked as three cop cars drove past. Ranma shook his head and threw his bike into reverse. Akane twisted at the waist, checking behind them, and slapped his helmet twice when two more cop cars raced by. He stopped in the middle of the alley, glancing around.
"Damn! We can't go out, we'll be spotted," He muttered, just loud enough to be heard.
"What should we do? They might come check the alleys," Akane pointed out. Ranma hunched his shoulders, then flipped up his face plate and turned to stare at her. She flipped up her plate and blinked at the serious look in his eyes.
"There's only one way. We'll have to go through the Pits." Akane's mouth fell open again.
"The Pits!" She hissed. "Ranma, you're crazy! No one goes to the Pits unless they have a death wish. People disappear in there. Their bodies aren't ever found!"
"That's not entirely true." Ranma took a deep breath and looked into her eyes. "I've been through the Pits, Akane. I can get us through there safely, but you'll have to do your part."
"What do I have to do?"
"Hold onto me. Do NOT let go for any reason and do NOT look around. No matter what you hear or think you see out of the corner of your eye, keep your arms around me and your eyes straight ahead. Got it?" Akane gulped and nodded.
"I won't let you go or look around. No matter what." He smiled.
"That's my girl. Hang on." They reached up and slapped their face plates down at the same time. Ranma turned the bike to the right as Akane tightened her grip around his waist and stared at his helmet. Ranma drove to what looked like a wall, only to have it open up into a another, hidden alley. They cruised slowly through the darkness, the only light the red GSRX's headlight. Akane gulped again and snuggled closer, leaning her helmet against his and closing her eyes. Whispers penetrated her helmet and she could swear she felt hands groping her ankles. She shuddered.
"Stay with me, Akane. Don't look around," Ranma's voice broke through the whispers, driving them back. She shivered again.
"Talk to me, Ranma. Please."
"Sure. What do you want to talk about?"
"Anything."
"Ok. I wanted to thank you for keeping Xian Pu from finding me today. That was really brave of you."
"Not really." Akane smirked a little. "She may think she's all that, but she's not. She drives too fancy, always trying new tricks when she should be focusing on the course. Why does she chase you around? Does she know you're Ryu?"
"No, I don't think so. I went to her ramen shop a few days after we moved here. She waitresses there and when she saw me, she just decided I was 'The One'. According to Kou Long, her grandmother, Xian Pu has always been like that. See a guy and WHAM, instant obsession."
"Wow. Well, I suppose that could be flattering. She is very pretty."
"Pretty ain't everything. She's way too clingy for my taste and she won't take no for an answer, no matter what I do. Kou Long said I hold the record for her interest."
"Not something to brag about, then?"
"Hardly. She's a damn good cook, but way too scary. What about you and the HRD?"
"HRD?"
"Hopeless Romantic Duo."
"Oh, Kuno and Hibiki." Akane snickered and forced herself not to kick out when another hand brushed her ankle. She squeezed Ranma's waist a little tighter.
"We're almost out. You're doing great."
"If you say so. I'm about to jump out of my skin here."
"I say so. So, what is going on between you and those two?"
"Nothing. It's all Kuno's fault. I swear, he's as obssessive as Xian Pu, but instead of bringing me food, he fights. Always declaring that if I beat him, he'll allow me to date him. I always win, always refuse to go out and he just won't stop. I've thought about throwing the fight a few times, but I'm afraid of what he'll do if I did. Probably break into tears and offer to teach me." Ranma laughed.
"And Hibiki?"
"Oh, he's a nice enough guy, but I get the feeling he's more out to beat Kuno then date me. It's all about their pride, not any real interest in me, Tendo Akane."
"Yeah, that wouldn't surprise me." Ranma sounded disgusted. Akane opened her eyes, wanting to look up, then shut them again as the whispers started again in earnest. She shivered.
"Hey, Akane?" Ranma asked as the bike slowed to a halt.
"Yeah?"
"We're through." Akane opened her eyes and slowly lifted her head. Normal streetlights lined the road and she could see various businesses closed for the night. She swallowed and took a few deep breaths. The shock of what had happened flooded through her, making her tremble violently. Her vision swam and her stomach started churning in earnest.
"Akane? Akane! Oh shit. Hang onto me, ok? I'll get you someplace safe. Hold on, Akane, don't let go." Ranma's voice seemed rather far away, but she could feel him in front of her. She tightened her grip again, reassured by the warm, solid body in her arms.
"Don't let go. Right. I won't. Not ever," She whispered, closing her eyes again and leaning her head against his back. She felt the bike shudder and jump as Ranma threw open the throttle. She couldn't be sure, all of her focus was on not getting sick or fainting, but she thought she heard him say "Man, I wish that was true."
