"All right, it's a deal." Moments after saying this, Ranma delivered what appeared to be a devastating blow to Happosai who went flying into the air while shouting various obscenities about being defeated by a very impertinent Ranma. "Perfect," said Ranma with a chuckle. Giving his most brilliant and heroic smile which glinted in the sunlight, Ranma pushed his hands through his bangs then turned to Kodachi and said, "See, Dachi? Defeating him was easy. I was only teasing you by waiting to deliver the final blow." It was then that Ranma noticed Kodachi wasn't paying attention to him. That no one was paying attention to him. This was something that Ranma wasn't used to. Turning his gaze in the direction of his companions, Ranma looked at the figure of a fainted Nabiki who was being held by Kodachi. He then noticed that his brother was giving Ukyo a hard and threatening glare. "Somehow I get the feeling that I just missed something damn important," said Ranma under his breath. One could definitely say that this was Ranma's understatement of the month if not the entire year. --- Perfume was pouting. Or at least she was pouting before Shampoo and Tatewaki had appeared to sit with her on the high wall to Furinkan High and asked exactly why she was pouting. When she told them the reaction was immediate. Shampoo burst out into raucous laughter and Tatewaki frowned at her in slight disapproval. But once Shampoo had stopped laughing the pair turned their attention to Perfume. And when they did they proceeded to tell her that her pouting was pointless. This was something that Perfume already knew but it was still something that she didn't particularly want to hear. "Perfume-san," began Tatewaki slowly. "I'm afraid to say that I honestly don't understand what problem you have with your Grandmother's suggestion. It's a nominal solution for getting rid of the curse that you so despise." "Maybe," said Perfume tightly. "But if I do this then I be a pixie all of the time instead of some of it. I not know if I can stand that. Especially with my luck as one." "Cousin," Shampoo said with a sigh. "Since when have you been believing in luck? You not superstitious." Snorting at this, Perfume said, "You be believing in luck if you having as many horrible things happened to you as I have when in my pixie form. You can't understand." "But I can," Tatewaki said softly. The two Amazons turned to look at Tatewaki in some surprise and offering a small smile, he said, "I have a curse just like you, Perfume. Although mine leads me into situations less harrowing than yours, it still causes a good deal of pain and frustration in my life. I also find it terribly embarrassing to change into a phoenix that looks like a chicken. But tell me," Tatewaki paused to gaze at Perfume with solemn eyes. "What of Kasumi and your life with her? If you were to do this would you not gain a semblance of the normality you once had? And what of..." Tatewaki trailed off as he turned red then said, "Children? Shampoo has informed me there are ways in which two women in your tribe may have them but this isn't possible for you because of your curse. If you were to do this then--" "I could have babies with Kasumi," finished Perfume in tones of utter wonderment. "See, Cousin?" said Shampoo with a smile as she gently clasped Perfume's arm. "Maybe Grandma Siren not come up with such a bad idea after all. You thinking so?" "Perhaps," said Perfume in quiet contemplation. "But I still have to be thinking more on it before I decide." Shampoo beamed at this and was about to say something more when she caught sight of something flying their way. Or more precisely, flying into the Furinkan High campus and towards where Akane and her athletes stood in a large group talking amongst themselves. "Pretty ladies!" the flying thing shouted. "I'm back!" Seconds later, it made contact and the horrified shrieks of the athletes were heard. Shampoo, Perfume, and Tatewaki could only blink at the scene before them as the athletes scattered as what looked to be a dirty old man glomped onto all of their very luscious bodies. "Fiend!" Tatewaki shouted in deadly tones as he rose to his feet and produced his katana. "I shall teach you a lesson about treating ladies in such a vile manner!" Tatewaki then leapt off of the high wall and went dashing towards the fray but found himself stopping short as he saw that someone else was punishing the perverted old man for him. A very beautiful someone. A very beautiful female someone. A very beautiful female someone who looked vaguely familiar to Tatewaki. Then again, it was hard to really look at her features as she was currently occupied with thrashing the old man by throwing several hundred cannonballs at him and slamming a huge metal mallet into his head. Sensing that someone was watching her, the beautiful girl paused in her work to look up at Tatewaki and on seeing him, she turned deathly pale. Blinking at this reaction, Tatewaki took a slow step forward and asked, "Is something the matter? Are you feeling unwell, Miss? Should I call a doctor?" The girl didn't answer and instead began to back away, looking as if she was about to make a run for it. It was then that Shampoo's voice sounded in the air. "Mousse!" the Amazon Champion declared in sharp tones as she neared the beautiful girl. "You no try to run away! Not until you telling Shampoo why you here." "Mousse?" repeated Tatewaki. His tawny eyes widened as he studied the girl before him. "Shampoo, do you mean to say that this is the man who was bothering you back in China all those months ago?" Before Shampoo could reply, the beautiful girl who had now been identified as Mousse said softly, "No." "What you mean, 'no'?" asked Shampoo. "I mean that I'm no longer a man," said Mousse in eerily controlled tones. "I'm a woman now, Shampoo." "What you talking about, Mousse?" asked Shampoo who was now more confused than ever. "Mousse?" repeated Perfume as she took in the beautiful girl before her in certain amazement. "You mean this is what Mousse looking like in his cursed form?" She paused to look at Shampoo then said in low tones, "Why you not tell me he end up looking like such a pretty girl?" While Shampoo and Tatewaki sweatdropped at this Mousse sighed and shook her head a bit. She then looked at them with a calm gaze that made them shiver on seeing it. "My life as a man is over," Mousse informed them. "I have no interest in going back to who I once was. That includes both mentally and physically." While Shampoo, Perfume, and Tatewaki dimly stared at Mousse in certain shock she continued to explain the changes she'd made in her life. "I came to Japan in hopes of making up for all the trouble I caused you in the past, Shampoo," said Mousse. "All I want is for you to find the happiness that I've found." "Happiness you've found?" echoed Shampoo. "Yes," said Mousse with a nod of her beautiful head. "The happiness that I've found with--" "Chocolate! There you are!" Still in shock, Shampoo, Perfume, and Tatewaki observed from their frozen places as Akane ran towards Mousse and gave her a bright smile then kissed her in an all too passionate matter before she noticed them. "Hey, you guys!" exclaimed Akane happily. "I didn't see you here." Noticing their frozen states, she gave a kawaii frown then turned to Mousse. "Are they sick?" "No," replied Mousse nervously, who now wanted to get as far away from Shampoo as she could. What if Shampoo gave away her cursed status and ended up telling Akane about her really being a boy? Then all her newfound happiness would disappear in a puff of smoke. And that was something Mousse didn't know if she could handle right now. She already loved Akane far too much to lose her. Luckily, or unluckily, for Mousse it was right about now that Happosai decided it was the perfect time to show up and start glomping onto Shampoo's chest. Needless to say this served in distracting the Amazon Champion more than a little bit. And that little bit was just enough time for Mousse to make her escape with a very confused Akane. Unfortunately, Mousse couldn't hide forever. Especially not from a determined Shampoo. --- When Akari woke up she saw the naked boy hovering over her with a concerned look on his face. Correction, the semi-naked boy. He was now wearing a pair of turquoise colored silk Chinese style pants. And staring into his stormy blue eyes, Akari couldn't help but note that the once naked boy was drop dead gorgeous. Forming a slow smile, the boy said, "Feeling any better? You've been passed out for quite awhile now." "I'm fine," said Akari a bit nervously as she felt her heart race on seeing his smile. "But I'm still a bit confused. How can you possibly be the Clefairy I just battled?" "I have a curse," said the boy simply. "When I'm splashed with cold water I turn into a Clefairy but hot water can change me back into my human form." "A curse?" Akari repeated slowly. Smiling again at Akari's shock, the boy gave an amiable shrug then said, "Yeah, I know it's sort of strange to think that magical curses actually exist. I guess because I've had my curse for so long I'm just used to it. In fact, it doesn't seem like a curse to me at all. Because of it I can talk to all of my friends, something no one else can do." "Your friends?" asked Akari curiously. "Yeah," said the boy. "Like Tauros here." As if on cue, the hulking figure of Tauros appeared at the boy's side and when it did, the boy smiled and lifted a hand up to scratch the Pokemon behind its ears. Tauros made a contented noise at this and nuzzled the boy. "You mean to say that you can talk to Pokemon in their own language?" asked Akari in certain shock. "Sure," said the boy easily. "And not just in my Clefairy form either. I can talk to them anytime I want and just like I can understand them they can understand me. For as long as I can remember Pokemon have been my only friends. They're always there for me and I'm always there for them. That's why I want to be a trainer." He then paused to study Akari and asked, "How about you? Are you a trainer as well? You must be. It's easy for me to see how much you care for your friend Gyarados." "I was, I mean, I guess I still am a trainer," said Akari slowly. "But I'm heading for Nerima because I've been asked to be the new Pokemon gym leader there." "A gym leader?" said the boy in slight awe. "That's great! I wish that I was that high up in the ranks." "Why aren't you?" asked Akari in confusion. "The way you defeated me in battle shows that you're a talented trainer and Tauros loyalty to you reflects your skill also." The boy formed a frown and his features seemed to darken as he looked off into the distance. "It's because that in order for me to join the Pokemon league I'd have to do something that for years I've feared doing." "Something you fear?" echoed Akari. "What is it?" "It's horrible," the boy shuddered. "Even now just thinking of it makes me want to bury myself alive and die." "But what is it that you fear?" asked Akari in tones of concern. "I'm sure that it can't possibly be that bad." "It is," said the boy solemnly. A dark aura seemed to surround him and as it did the boy locked his gaze with Akari and said in grave tones, "In order for me to join the Pokemon league they would make me write down my full name." A long moment of silence passed before Akari blinked then asked dimly, "That's it?" "That's it?!" the boy repeated in an outraged scream as he leapt to his feet. "You can't imagine the pain and suffering that I've had to endure because of my full name! And if I join the league under it every time that I go into battle in an official competition it would have to be called out! Oh, the horror! Oh, the agony! Oh, the searing embarrassment of it all!" The boy then dropped to his knees and began sobbing and as he did so, the Tauros crossed to his side and began nuzzling him as it talked to him softly. "Tauros, tauros," said the Tauros in gentle tones that reflected obvious concern. His cries quieting, the boy wiped his tears away and looked up at the Pokemon. "I'll be okay, Tauros," he said after a moment as he gave a wan smile. "I know what I have to do to make everything right for me." "What are you going to do?" asked Akari. Turning to face Akari, the boy rose to his feet and gave a slow and confident smile as he said, "I'm going to have my name changed before I join the league. In fact, that's why I'm headed for Nerima. I can't change my name without the signature of the man who originally gave it to me and I've been told that's where he's living these days." "I'm sure that he'll agree to help you," said Akari encouragingly. "I mean, why wouldn't he?" "I don't know," said the boy skeptically. "When I consider the fact that he was the one who gave me such a horrible name in the first place I have to wonder about just what sort of person he really must be." There was another moment of silence before Akari said very hesitantly, "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly is your full name anyway?" His stormy eyes locking on her own, the boy stared hard at Akari as he said in dark tones, "Pantyhose Taro." --- Only moments had passed since Ukyo announced to Nabiki, and everyone else in the general vicinity, that he was falling in love with her and wanted her for himself. It was only moments but it felt like an eternity. At least to everyone who was staring at Ryoga who was getting more red faced by the second. Just when it appeared as if smoke might start curling out of his ears, the lost boy chose to speak in tight and controlled tones. "How could you?" Ryoga said with a growl. "How could I what?" asked Ukyo, who wasn't expressing a hint of worry at Ryoga's attitude. "How could you do this? Don't you have any honor at all, Kuonji?" asked Ryoga in a snarl. "You know that Nabiki- chan is my iinazuke and still, you do this!" "All is far in love and war," Ukyo replied with a casual shrug. "And don't start acting like honor is really a high priority for you. It certainly never was in the past." "What are you talking about?" Ryoga asked in tones of both annoyance and anger. "I've always acted in an honorable manner, just like my Mother taught me!" Snorting derisively at this, Ukyo retorted, "Liar. You can't even admit what you are. That makes you worse than I ever thought you to be. Taking Nabiki honey away from you is going to be more than just the honorable thing for me to do. It's going to be the fun thing to do as well." The world seemed to freeze at these words. Or at least, it seemed to freeze for everyone who happened to be looking at Hibiki Ryoga. The air around him darkened and seemed to crackle with electricity. His dark brown hair was flying upwards in the wind and eyes that were normally kind in manner were filled with a sort of insane fury. All in all, it made for a pretty scary scene. "Ukyo-kun?" Kodachi was the first to speak. "I think that it might be wise for you to start running now." But Ukyo didn't run. Instead, he stood in his place and steadily met Ryoga's enraged gaze. And giving a short chuckle of amusement, Ukyo remarked, "That's the Ryoga I know. How about it? Are you finally ready to come out and play, old buddy?" Ryoga's only response was to narrow his gaze and hold his right hand up in the air so his palm was facing upward. Seconds after he did so, a fiercely glowing ball of dark energy appeared and everyone who was in range of the lost boy could feel the power emanating from it. On seeing the ball of energy, Genma pig released a high pitched squeal of terror and immediately started to fly as far away from the Tendo dojo as he could get. Watching his father's departure, Ranma said, "For once the old man has the right idea." Ranma then leapt down to the ground with his usual agility and swept Kodachi up so she was resting on one of his shoulders with Nabiki draped over the other. "Darling," said Kodachi in certain confusion as the wind whipped in her face as Ranma leapt from rooftop to rooftop in order to put some distance between them and the dojo. "As much as I often fantasize about you doing this to me, I still feel that I must ask why you're doing it." "Simple, Dachi," said Ranma as he leapt onto another rooftop. "I don't want me, you, or anyone else I care about anywhere near my big bro right now." "But why?" asked Kodachi perplexed. "Surely Ryoga- kun isn't that dangerous. He seems to be a very amiable person, I'm sure he'll calm down soon enough." Ranma wanted to chuckle at this but couldn't because of the sheer enormity of the situation. "I wish it was that simple, Dachi," he said solemnly. "Ryoga is a nice guy, yeah, that's true but he's also a berserker. One worse than our own Mom and that's pretty damn bad." "Berserker?" Kodachi echoed. "Yeah," said Ranma who finally paused on a rooftop at least a mile away from the dojo. "It takes a lot for Ryoga to get mad, thanks to Mother's training, but when he does it's something to be feared. Back home in Juuban nobody messes with him or Mom because of the few times they've lost their tempers. When they're angry they become a force of nature that's almost unstoppable." "But if no one can stop them then what do you do when they get angry?" asked Kodachi. "Well, normally, Mother would stop them," said Ranma rather sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head. "And she isn't here now," Kodachi said with a sigh. "There's little time to call her as it is." Turning to look in the direction of the dojo, she murmured, "It seemed as if Ukyo- kun knew what he was doing when he made Ryoga angry. But why would Ukyo-kun purposefully make Ryoga angry if he knew that he was a berserker? What's the point of it?" "I don't know," said Ranma softly. "But whatever Ucchan's planning it's one hell of a dangerous scheme." --- "Oh my," said Kasumi. "Perfume-chan really took your news of how she can cure her curse that badly? Moments after arriving at the newly opened sorcery shop in search of her Amazon iinazuke, Kasumi heard the explanation for Perfume's absence. And frankly, the other girl's actions confused her. "Goodness," Kasumi murmured as her light brown eyes turned thoughtful. "I knew that she didn't enjoy being in her pixie form but I had thought that she'd consider any option available to rid herself of her Jusenkyo curse." "That's what I thought too," said Siren with a sigh. The normally carefree Mage wore a troubled expression on her lovely features. "But apparently Perfume is against the idea. She simply hates her pixie form that much." "Well, it is her decision," said Kasumi slowly. "Although I myself think that she's making a mistake." On hearing this, both Siren and Cologne turned their attention to Kasumi and said, "You do?" "I do," replied Kasumi as she looked at the two Amazons. "Perfume-chan hasn't even given herself the chance to even think this over. She simply came to a rash decision caused by purely emotional reactions. What she really needs to do is to think this over rationally." "Kasumi dear," said Siren after a moment of silence. "Would you consider repeating those exact words to Perfume the next time that you happen to see her?" Tilting her head slightly, Kasumi gave a warm smile of understanding and said, "Certainly." And with that one word, the future suddenly seemed a whole lot brighter for both Siren and Cologne. --- Nabiki woke up to the sound of distant explosions. Distant explosions and Ranma ranting. "Dachi, I'm not kidding here!" Ranma was saying as he paced back and forth. "My big bro isn't about to be stopped right about now. If I tried I would just get myself stomped in the process and I'm not letting that happen." "Darling, you exaggerate. You've told me of the many instances in which you've bested Ryoga--" "But not when he was like this! He's not even himself right now, Dachi! He's like some kinda demon!" There was a slight pause and as Nabiki pushed herself up slightly she saw Kodachi walk towards the edge of the building and gaze off into the distance where smoke was curling into the air in massive waves. "If he's truly that bad then why did Ukyo-kun incite Ryoga's anger? And how can he hope to win this battle?" It was by this time that Nabiki had heard enough and clearing her throat she gazed into the shocked faces of Ranma and Kodachi then asked tightly, "What's going on?" The look of dread that appeared on the couple's faces along with another monstrous explosion sounding in the background was all the answer that Nabiki needed. --- "He's not dead yet. The boy must not be as mad as I had thought. That's lucky for Kuonji." Turning to stare at the now human form of Genma, who was huddled next to him in some bushes, Soun said in tones of extreme disbelief, "You call this lucky?" Looking over the half destroyed Tendo dojo, the toppled abandoned mitten factory, and not to mention all of the gaping craters in the street, Genma nodded sagely. "Very lucky," said Genma as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Ryoga could do much worse." Genma then looked Soun hard in the eyes and said, "He is his mother's son, after all." Swallowing the lump in his throat, Soun gave a nervous nod of his head before he turned back to the battle which was still going on. Somehow Ukyo was holding his own against Ryoga who hadn't said a word since the actual fight had began. And that was what had Soun so worried. Ryoga's eyes had an almost dead look in them as he fought Ukyo. They were the eyes of a man without a soul. The eyes of a machine. A machine that appeared bent on destroying Ukyo and in order to do this he'd use anything at hand. Mercy didn't even seem to be an option. And why was he doing this? Because of Soun's little girl, because of Nabiki. Because Soun made her his chosen iinazuke and as such Ryoga had to defend the honor of their bond. That and because Ryoga liked her. Perhaps even loved her even after such a short time of acquaintance. It was right about now that Soun was left wondering why all the decisions in his life that regarded his little girls always turned out so damned complicated. Perhaps it was the fate of all fathers. Or at his fate as one, at least. --- "Not bad," Ukyo pronounced in between deep breaths. "Not bad at all. I guess you have been keeping up with the art these past years, Ryoga. That's nice to see." Ryoga didn't answer, and instead a glint surfaced in his dark brown eyes. In a decisive but somehow still rather animalistic dive, the lost boy swung at Ukyo who captured Ryoga's fist in his hand and held it in a tight grip. Releasing a mix between a grunt and a growl, Ryoga glared into sandalwood eyes that burned with a fierce combination of arrogance and bitterness. He didn't know how but Ukyo was holding him at bay. As hard as he tried, Ryoga couldn't manage to free himself from the grip that the other boy had on him. Nor could he move his fist forward to connect in a punch. "Surprised?" asked Ukyo with a harsh grin. "Lets just say that I'm the new and improved Kuonji Ukyo." "How?" Ryoga ground out. "Like I'd really tell you," Ukyo said in mocking tones. Tightening his grip on Ryoga's hand he smirked as he saw the lost boy wince under the pressure. "All that you really need to know is that now I'm more than a match for you. In fact," said Ukyo in a slow drawl. "Once Nabiki's mine I'm going to prove once and for all that I'm your superior." After Ukyo said this, all was silent and a cold wind blew across the frozen boys as their gazes locked. Then slowly, a fire emerged in Ryoga's eyes. One that made Ukyo smile as his gaze focused on not Ryoga but something in the background. It was almost as if he'd been waiting for this moment to arrive all along. Releasing a low and ferocious growl from his throat, Ryoga broke free of Ukyo's grasp and landed a solid punch to the Kung Fu star's chin which sent Ukyo flying several feet back and into a nearby soundproofing wall which crumbled from the impact. The air was silent again, except for the sound of the toppling rubble. Then slowly, it was pushed aside and the top of Ukyo's dusty head was revealed. He was smiling yet again and had a taunting look in his eyes. "That it?" asked Ukyo with a smirk. "I'm disappointed, Ryoga. I really am. And here I thought you'd be a somewhat tough opponent in a fight at least. If you're this easy now then taking Nabiki from you is going to be a snap. Especially since we both very well know how much she already wants me." Ukyo didn't even see Ryoga move. That was how fast he had been. That was how fast the attack had hit him. That was how fast he had fallen. But he did see the fist descend on his face. And he did see the homicidal rage in Ryoga's eyes. And he did see him freeze in utter horror only mere seconds later. And why did Ryoga freeze? Not because of what he was doing. No, Ryoga was far too gone in berserker mode to be horrified about that. It took a lot to snap a berserker out of their rage. Usually the strength of an opposing emotion to block the rage out. And that emotion was most often love. Because do remember, love conquers all. And in this particular case, love caused Ryoga to snap out of his berserker rage. All because he heard the person that he loved call out to him. Call out to him to stop his attack on Ukyo. So he stopped. Just like she asked. And as he slowly returned to himself, Ryoga looked down at the badly beaten figure of Ukyo who appeared to be drifting into unconsciousness he felt his stomach tighten. What had he done? "No," said Ryoga softly as he let go of Ukyo, causing the Kung Fu star to fall into the rubble with a loud crash. "No... no... I didn't mean to..." Turning around with a helpless look of desperation in his dark brown eyes, Ryoga looked into his love's eyes and pleaded with what that he saw lurking there. "Nabiki," he whispered on seeing her. "I..." Swallowing the lump in his throat, Ryoga blinked back the tears he felt coming on and cried out, "I'm sorry!" And moments later, he ran away. From Nabiki and from that look in her eyes. A look that he knew all too well and never wanted to see from her. Never wanted to see from anyone that he loved. Because it was a look of utter fear. --- "Damn! That stings!" She shot him a disapproving look as she gently took hold of his chin and murmured, "You're lucky that I can fix this. I doubt that your fans would favor this new beat up and battered look." "Hey, you're the one who helped me come up with this whole plan, sugar," Ukyo said as he winced. "And might I also remind you that you're the reason that I was even able to find Ryoga in the first place." Releasing a soft sigh, she favored him with a look of dry humor then said, "I plead guilty. But I have to say I didn't think you'd test your new skills so violently at first." "It's all part of the plan," said Ukyo smoothly. "If you could've seen the look on Nabiki's face when she saw him pounding me... well. It was all worth it. My revenge is in the bag for sure. I'll see Ryoga crushed if it's the last thing I do." "I can't say how happy it makes me to hear that," she replied with a smile. With one last touch to his tender cheek she looked over her work then said, "There. You're as good as new and as handsome looking as ever." With a chuckle, Ukyo's sandalwood eyes crinkled up and dipping his head, he then said, "I thank you kindly." "Tease," she replied with a smirk as she languidly rose to her feet and crossed the room. Pausing to look back at him she asked, "So what will you do now?" "Win Nabiki's love, of course," Ukyo said. His sandalwood eyes followed her across the room and as he pushed himself up in his bed he murmured, "But I think it's time for me to ask you a few questions, sugar. Like why you're helping me. I can deal with not knowing exactly what or who you are but I'd still like to know why you seem so interested in helping me." He formed a slow smile and said, "It's gotta be something steep. Am I right?" Forming a smile to match his own, her dark brown eyes that glinted with scarlet seemed to glow in the light of the afternoon as she tossed her curly blonde hair over one shoulder. To Ukyo, and anyone else, she made for an all together enticing and dangerous looking picture. "Lets just say that I enjoy making trouble for Ryoga because of his unfortunate happenstance in what relatives he has," she said with a revealing smirk. "It just happens to be the most entertaining part of my job." Narrowing his eyes a bit, Ukyo finally gave a careless shrug and said, "Whatever. Just remember that this is my gig, Mara. But I am glad that you're helping me with it." "So am I, my dear Ukyo," said the demon known as Mara with a sensual purr. "So am I." To be continued... ------------------------------------------------ I'd like to thank Jim Robert Bader, Red Death, and my brother Patrick for listening to my goofy ideas. Also special thanks to Wade Tritschler for allowing me to be a part of his Altered Destinies project. Author's Comment: Ack! Forshame! BRBT has gotten <gasp, shock, infamy> dark! Yeesh. Anyway, I know it got serious towards the end with Ryoga and Ucchan's battle but black is in the title of this fic so I guess that it had to happen eventually. Chat with me on ICQ! My ICQ # is: 37674780 Thanks to Red Death all of my fanfics are archived at: http://www.lvdi.net/~reddeath/dreiser.htm Next up: Now that a real demon has hit town things in Nerima get even more weird. If that's really possible. A RANDOM AND RATHER KAWAII SCENE FROM EVA: ASUKA: Lets be good friends! REI: What for? ASUKA: Because it would be convenient. You know what I mean. REI: If I am ordered to, I will do it.
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