Travels of a Martial Artist

Disclaimer: I don’t own Ranma 1/2 or Sailor Moon.

A/N 1/09/08: Revised this chapter as well. Changed a few scenes and fixed the names of the senshis' attacks.


Travels of a Martial Artist
Part Two: Magical Girls, Tentacle Monsters, and Talking Cats. Ranma’s in Hell Now! Pt. 1

Ranma and Ukyo decided to finish their last year of school in Jubaan. They only had the last semester to finish, and wanted to get it out of the way. Ukyo managed to open a small okonomiyaki shop near an arcade, and Ranma found a dojo to practice at. They even found a small one bedroom apartment with a low rent cost near the cafe. Every thing seemed to be going along smoothly.

Welcome to Ranma’s life.

The first night he had after getting the apartment and Ukyo’s shop set up, he had decided to take her to a movie.
Five steps down the street and he was railroaded by a blonde girl with twin ponytails topped with buns.

“Oh, sorry mister. I didn’t mean to run into you like that. It’s just that I heard about a new food joint opening up down here and I wanted to check it out!”

The young woman’s eyes seemed to glaze over at the mention of food.

“Yeah. It’s my shop. Sorry sugar, but it won’t be open till tomorrow,” Ukyo informed the drooling girl.

“Tomorrow? Aw man. I was so excited about it too!” the blonde pouted.

“Well, I’m Ukyo Kuonji and this is my boyfriend Ranma. We just got into town a few days ago.”

“I’m Usagi Tsukino. Nice to meet you Ms. Kuonji and Mr... what’s your last name?” she inquired.

“I uh, don’t have one.”

“Oh! A mysterious stranger and his girlfriend! How romantic!”

Ranma gave Ukyo a puzzled look, a cross between 'what the hell' and 'why me'. Ukyo just shrugged, unable to answer.

“And you can call me Ukyo,” the chef said after a moment.

“Usagi! Usagi!” another voice called out.

“I’m over here!” Usagi called out.

She was soon joined by four other young women.

“These are my friends Ami, Makoto, Minako, and Rei. Girls, this is Ukyo and Ranma. They just moved here.”

“Really?” the girl introduced as Ami asked. “Where did you move from?”

“Nerima. We decided to get a freash start so we left. We stopped here because we need to finish school,” Ranma answered.
“Listen, we were about to go to a movie. If you like you guys could come by U-chan’s Okonomiyaki tomorrow and we can talk some more.”

“I’m there! I love okonomiyaki!” Usagi shouted.

“You love anything you can get into your mouth,” Rei grumbled.

“Are you calling me fat?!”

“If the shoe fits, you clutz!”

Ranma was relieved when Ami and Minako ran damage control. He was a little uncomfortable around arguing women. Life with Akane tends to do that to people.

“Sorry about that. They do this a lot. It usually doesn’t escalate beyond name calling, but better safe than sorry,” Makoto apologized.

“It’s alright. I’ve been through worse.”

Just then a little boy decided to drop a water balloon out of his window. Usagi and Rei’s arguement came crashing to a halt as the five girls gawked at the now girl-type Ranma standing before them.

“Did I forget to mention I’ve been to Jusenkyo?” she asked flatly.

-ooo-

The seven women sat in Ranma and Ukyo’s apartment, all thoughts of a quiet movie out the window with the activation of Ranma’s curse. Ukyo and onna-Ranma gave them the cliff notes of their life in Nerima as onna-Ranma waited for some water to heat up. Their tale was met with astonished stares.

“Well, there you have it,” onna-Ranma said as she grabbed the water kettle. “And before you get started, I ain’t no pervert or anything.”

She upended the kettle changing to boy-type once again.

“That is sooo cool! I wish Luna was here to see that!” Usagi cried out. “I bet she’d hit the roof!”

“Usagi? No.” Rei chided.

“It was just a thought,” she whined. “Party pooper.”

“I heard that!”

“It’s not like I was being quiet about it!”

“Calm down!”

They all looked at Ranma.

“Please. I’ve had enough of this stuff in Nerima. I’d like to be friends with you guys, but I don’t need arguements in my home.”

Usagi and Rei gave embarrassed apologies.

A small beep startled everyone.

“Sorry, pager,” Ami said as she stepped outside.

She poked her head back in a moment later.

“Girls, there’s a problem. We need to go.”

“Problem? Anything I can help with?” Ranma asked.

“No. It’s a girl stuff problem. It’s nothing to worry about.”

As the girls left, Ranma turned to his girlfriend.

“Did you buy that?”

“Not on your life.”

“Neither did I. Stay here. I’m gonna see what’s up. Ami looked nervous.”

Ukyo nodded as Ranma left the apartment to tail the group.

-ooo-

Ranma watched from a tree as the girls stopped in a park. He was too far away to make out what they were saying. They quickly took off again, heading toward the mall. He followed them as they ducked into an alley. Hiding behind a dumpster, he watched them raise their hands over their heads. Chills ran down his spin as he heard them call out.

“Jupiter Power Make-up!”

“Mars Power Make-up!”

“Venus Power Make-up!”

“Mercury Power Make-up!”

“Moon Prism Power Make-up!”

He was nearly blinded by the light of their transformations. When the dust settled, the five young women were clad in their Sailor Senshi fukus. They broke into the mall through a side door. Ranma followed a moment later, wondering what the hell was going on. The five senshi stood before some strange looking creature. It looked like a bizzar combonation of a woman and a tree.

“I was wondering when you five would show up. You’re quite the thorn in my Master’s side you know. He sends this gift to you for your persistance in thwarting him.”

When the thing turned around, Ranma leapt to the second floor overlooking the gathering area to get a better view point.

The tree-lady turned back around and threw some kind of orb at the feet of the senshi. Smoke started pouring out of the spot where it hit.

“You think a little smoke will stop the Sailor Senshi, protectors of love and justice?! I am Sailor Moon, and in the name of the moon, I shall punish you!”

“Pitiful senshi. You have no idea what is going to happen to you. Just the thougth of the horror on your faces is enough to make me writhe in ecstasy!”

“Humph, get her Sailor Mars!” Moon called with a flippant gesture.

“On it!”

Mars clasped her hands together, index fingers pointed out. She squeezed her eyes shut in concentration.

“Fire Soul!!!”

She unleashed a ball of fire that hurtled toward the tree-lady. She avoided it with ease.

“Damn. Mercury, give us some cover!”

“Right!”

She charged a ball of energy in her hands.

“Shabon Spray!!!”

The whole area was covered in a fog. Ranma couldn’t see what was happening, but he heard the next attack.

“Crescent beam!!!”

The cry of agony could have only been the tree-lady.

‘What have I gotten myself into this time?’ Ranma thought to himself.

His quiet reflection didn’t last. More screams of pain and outrage could be heard, as well as a sickening slurpping noise. Then the fog cleared. What came next was something of nightmares.

All five senshi were tangled up in tentacles, their clothing torn. Ranma was disgusted when he realized that they were being violated by some congealed mass of flesh and mucus. Their cries of anguish were cut of as more tentacles were rammed down their throats. He leapt at the monstrosity in a rage.

“Kachu Tenshin Amiguri Ken!!!”

His fists were ineffective as the blows were simply absorbed by the blob of flesh.

“Fine, try this!” Ranma yelled as he dodged the flailing tentacles.

“Moko Takabisha!!!”

The thing was torn asunder from the force of Ranma’s ki. It burst into dust dropping the senshi into sobbing heaps on the floor with tears in their eyes, and blood between their legs.

-ooo-

Ukyo was shocked when the anime she was watching was replaced with an urgent news bulletin.

“This is Ky Hakubi reporting from outside the Jubaan Community Mall, where five young women were brutally raped by what appears to be a new breed of youma. They are currently in stable condition, and their families have been notified, but they are to remain anonymous for several reasons. They were saved by one young martial artist going only by the name of by the name of Ranma, to which he replied simply that 'It's a martial artist's duty to protect the weak' before leaping to the a nearby roof and vanishing over the horizon. It seems the Sailor Senshi have some new competition for youma busting here in Juuban. It is also suggested that all commuters not remain outdoors lat night in an effort to avoid a repeat occurance. We wi-"

Ukyo turned off the TV more to stop the reporter from speaking anymore. He reminded her of a sleazy car salesman.

“You were right Ranma,” she said to the empty room. “I hope they’re okay.”

Momnets later, she heard the door open.

Ukyo rushed to embrace Ranma as he walked into the apartment.

“How are they?” she asked.

“They’ll be okay. I followed them to the mall, and then all hell broke loose. It wasn’t any person that did that. It was a monster. Ukyo, I don’t want you out at night unless I’m with you. Promise me please.”

Ukyo was about to argue, but the fear in his eyes silenced any protests she may have had. She knew it was fear for her.

“I promise Ran-chan.”

“Thanks U-chan.”

They shared a kiss and went to bed.

-ooo-

Ranma couldn’t sleep. Every time he closed his eyes he saw the beast from earlier, only this time it was Ukyo it was raping. He sat on the edge of the bed he and Ukyo shared, restless. He walked into the living room quietly, and went through some warm-up exercises hoping to exhaust himself. It wasn’t working. We walked over to the kitchen and got a glass of water. He almost dropped it when he turned and saw Ukyo in the doorway in her dress shirt.

“Oh, U-chan. You scared me. What are you doing up?”

“Well, I was having a nice dream, but when I rolled over I found nothing to snuggle with. What’s wrong Ran-chan? Still upset about the mall?”

Ranma nodded as Ukyo walked over to him.

“I’m just afraid that you’ll get hurt, or worse,” he said as he pulled her to him.

“I’ll be okay Ranma. Now come to bed. I’ll help you take your mind off things for awhile.”

She guided Ranma to the bed, sat him down, and straddled him.

“I love you Ranma,” she said as she unbuttoned her shirt. She felt his arousal as she slipped the garment from her shoulders.

“I love you too U-chan,” he said sincerly.

She looked him in the eyes, tears in her own. He had never told her he loved her before.

“Make love to me Ranma.”

“Are yo-”

He was cut off as her mouth met his in a fierce kiss.

“No talking. I want you Ran-chan. Now.”

He didn’t try to argue further. He kissed her passionatly as he kneaded her unbound breasts. She writhed under the attention, but she wanted more. She pushed him so he was lying on his back. Standing up, she grabbed his boxers and pulled them off. He groaned as she wrapped her hand around his engorged dick. He gasped in shock and pleasure as she licked the tip.

“U-cha-” his words died as she took him into her mouth.

He gripped her hair as she worked his shaft with her mouth, pumping slightly with her hand. She brought her other hand down to work her panties off. That done, she used her free hand to caress his balls. He squeezed his eyes shut and raised his hips as he came. Ukyo choked in surprise, but managed to swallow the load.

“Where’d you learn to do that?” he asked when he had caught his breath.

“Movies. I’ll be right back. I’m not done with you yet.”

She hurried to the bathroom and grabbed the package of condoms she had purchased earlier. Quickly rinsing out here mouth she returned to Ranma.

“Ready for the next round?” she asked seductively.

"Oh yeah," he answered, more than ready for what was to come.

He got up and laid her on the bed. He looked at her nude body, drinking in it's moonlit sheen. He kissed her as he lightly rubbed his fingertips down the smoothness of her thigh, moving closer to her wet sex. She moaned as he grazed the lips with his fingers. Her legs spread to give him better access. She writhed as he rubbed the nub flesh above her opening. Ukyo's breath caught as he slid a finger into her.

"You like that U-chan?"

She nodded her head, unable to speak. He slid a second finger into her and pumped his hand. Her moans sent chills down his spine. She groanded in dissappointment when he pulled his fingers out from her wet crotch and moved away from her.

Her dissatisfaction was only momentary. Her back arched violently as Ranma licked her nether lips. She bucked when he slid his tongue into her. Ranma continued to explore her womanhood with his tongue, reaching as deeply as he could. Her cries of passion brought a satisfied glint to his eyes as he drank the essence that accopmanied her release.

As she lay gasping for breath, he slipped on a condom and moved back over her.

"Did you enjoy that U-chan?"

She yanked him down by his pig-tail and forced her tongue into his mouth, kissing him for all she was worth. She groaned as the taste of her own juices assaulted her senses.

"Fuck me Ranma!"

Ranma was driven into an almost animalistic lust at her demand. He positioned himself and thrust into her, shattering her innocence.
He halted ubruptly at her cry of pain.

"Are you okay U-chan?" he asked with concern.

"I'll be okay, just don't stop," she demanded again.

Ranma complied, but went slowly. Ukyo sensed her lover's hesitation and rocked her hips against his to spur him on. Her loving smile urged him into a quicker pace.

"Harder Ran-chan, harder!" she moaned.

Soon he was pounding away, her gasps of excitment punctuationg every thrust. She screamed his name as she came for a second time. The convulsing walls of her sex brought Ranma to his own orgasm, and he jerked with his own release. He collapsed atop her. The two lovers gasped for breath.

"I think it's time to clean up, eh U-chan?" he asked with a wry grin, pulling out of her and laying on his side.

"Shut up and hold me Ran-chan."

He pulled her close as sleep took them.

End 2-1

A/N 1/13/08: Heh heh... missed that 'Prism' again... My thanks to Scorpinac for pointing that out (again... Still can't believe I missed that TWICE now... Fixed it now though!).