I don't own any character in here or... well this d**&^% thing ain't mine, and I ain't getting any money or payment of any kind with the exception of some praise for my writing skills which is few and far between. So please don't sue me. If you did, I would most likely be waste of yer time anyway seein as how I am broke as %@$# anyway. The characters will be slightly out of character because they are in a magically sealed and enhanced room. After they leave they will stay that way due to the enchantment of the room.

Ranma arrived at the Neko-haten hoping to score some free food, seeing as how a certain un-cute tomboy was cooking tonight, but instead he saw a sign reading, "Closed." Ranma may be taken for a complete and utter idiot, but behind his 'jock' mask there lay a hidden intellect that analyzed and dissected everything in and around him. He became worried for a few reasons: First, It was a Saturday evening in the middle of a normal dinner rush that make stores lots of money. Second: When he tried the door it opened freely. The last thing that set him on edge was inside he only found Cologne sitting on a chair in the lobby, and she was looking a bit nervous.(Instead of a neutral expression she always gives, she had a small crack in the stone mask.)

It only furthered his nerves when instead of playing the normal games she plays to get him to pay attention to her, she came right out with what was wrong, "Son-in-Law, Shampoo is in a very bad situation and you are the only one who can help her. The lights in her room only come on when the door is closed, but the door locks on the inside. No light can be brought into her room, for if you try, for some reason it goes dead till you leave. I sent Mousse in there to check things out. When I tried to open the door I received this," said old ghoul held up her wither old hand and where the palm should have been was charred bone. "Then a while later (and after she applied a few of her 'special remedies') the door opened on its own accord and Moose was on the floor passed out. Normally, I would have called you, but I fear something is behind that door that may even give you problems Son-In-Law. And from Moose's? description something had knocked him out. And her room has changed drastically. Will you venture into dangerous and unknown territory and challenge a great foe within its own lair, Ranma?"

Well Ranma was shocked, not only had she used his actual name, but also now she is requesting him to do something, instead of telling him to. That told him this situation was a very real and unknown threat. "Ok I will go figure out what is goin' on and clock the monster in Shampoo's room, but if I find out that this is some elaborate scheme..." He let the rest hang and with that said Cologne nodded and hopped off her chair and began to walk up the stairs. Ranma stood out side Shampoo's room. There were danger signs everywhere just by looking at the door, first there was the fact that the door would glow whenever he touched it. Then, whenever he opened the door, no light got into the room at all. This prevented him from seeing anything within that would identify the source of the problem. "You say that when the door closes I will not be able to get out until the room decides to let me out?"

"Yes, so what ever is in there is dangerous. Along with the fact that my great granddaughter is in there as well."

Ranma steeled himself and opened the door and closed it behind him. The sight he saw when the room illuminated stunned him, it seemed the room was a cross between a mid-evil torture chamber, a noble's bedroom, and Shampoo's original room. No matter where he faced, his danger sense seemed to be imitating a pinball stuck between two bumpers. The air in the room seemed to be invading him and he could feel... something almost tangible seep into his very soul. His eyes finally rested on the table in the center of the room. On the table there was a note, that read,

To the warrior of ages, past, and ages yet to come;

You have entered a cursed room, this usually results from someone meddling in the wrong type of spells for a prolonged period of time. You are my avatar and therefore deserve a fighting chance, the room you are in is a Punishment Room. You are dubbed the 'Punisher.' I had no hand in this, it was all Karma's fault. I used a lot of favors and power to get you this letter so please do not take this information lightly. You are to perform one of three or all of three things. The only suitable punishments are as follows: death, mutilation of an organ treasured by the one to be punished, or to take their virginity and bring them to a point of where they are almost at an orgasm of massive proportions. And then leave them there for a few minutes and repeat how many times necessary, but at a minimum of three times. You must also take the brand, prepare it, mark her and claim the punished as your property. You are left free to choose where to brand the punished. If you choose the last option, you must use at least three of the tools on the wall. Unfortunately to prevent the Punisher from shirking his duties, the room will not allow you to leave without one of these things being done first. Other than that you are free to do as you please in here. Good luck to you Ranma.

Sincerely, Baste

P.S. If you are wondering as to why this is the first time I have made contact with you, it is due to the fact that I needed a good reason to contact my avatar. Unlike most beliefs, we deities can not contact a mortal, avatar or no, unless there is a situation at hand in where their own devices will not allow them to succeed, and even then, the situation must follow certain parameters. I have managed to be allowed to fix your father's err and remedy your flawed version of the Neko-ken. I would not normally be allowed to do so, but if you choose the last option, your property will in a sense rule you, this cannot be allowed, as it would violate the rules for this spell, and prove Karma's efforts to become moot. When you wish to improve your fighting skill, just think of my name, and I will arrive shortly.

"Well, this proves one thing, what that is, I have no idea... Might as well get this party started... Shampoo you there?"

Shampoo was scared, first she found herself in a slightly embarrassing situation: chained, naked, and on her shoulders and the balls of her feet. Her arms behind her back and feet tied to her hands, elevating her lower half, if she relaxed her leg muscles, her legs fell to a parted position displaying her vaginal area for all to see. Shampoo had tried to sit up, but her arms were shackled to the bed she was stuck this way. Tentatively she called to Ranma, "Ranma, I am scared, I can't move very much and I am... How come I can speak perfect Japanese?"

"Well from my understanding of what is goin on, the gods decided to punish you. As for your language skills, I assume it is so I can understand your cries of pain and fear I guess. Those who designed this were pretty hell-bent on torture. I have to do one of three things to you. Do you wish to have some say as to what happens to you or do you want me to choose, none of the options are very... fun."

Shampoo was really glad for her great grandmother's? training had instilled a strict regimen of discipline in her, other wise she would have panicked by now. She began to assess the situation and take in her surrounding now that she could see. On the posts of the bed she was in were rods which hung thick curtains blocking her view from the rest of the room. Shampoo then noticed that she was not on a bed like she originally thought, rather a heavily padded platform that would give access to any part of her body and from the looks of it, the thing could swivel to any position, at least she was in a semi-comfortable position. "Ok what are my options of punishment?"

"Well first off you have death. That seems to be the easiest, but please don't make me kill you."

At first she grimaced but now she was a little happier that Ranma did not want that option either, then his words began to sink in and she thought, #Easiest? That...#

"Then we have mutilation of a body part you treasure, I am sure there is some sort of spell in here from what has gone on that I would become possessed and then mutilate your most treasured body part, and given your life I would wager your spine is that."

#Well he is right, having my spine mutilated beyond use would defiantly be worse than anything else I could think of happening would. Hope the third option is better. #

"Then there is the last option, I ain't real fond of this whole idea, but I am the one appointed by who knows what, so I havta be the one to do these things to you. I would havta bring you to the brink of a large orgasm and then leave you there for a little while and do so again twice more at least, and I must use three of the instruments on the wall at least. Then after I am done I gotta take this poker over here that has a symbol of a wild stallion on it thas in the fireplace and brand you, marking you as my property. Well I am gonna await your choice cause I don't want to choose, just please don't make me kill you."

Shampoo began to think over her options, the only one that had minimum long lasting torment would be the third option, but the torment she would receive far surpassed the other two depending on how good he was at it. #And I am guessing that after the punishment is dealt to satisfy the creators of this, he would have to continue until he found the right way to do it and bring the desired results. At least it isn't all that bad, I mean it would only be a few minutes.... #

Finally on having decided on which punishment she wanted Shampoo began to speak, "Ok, Ranma I would prefer the third option, it seems to be the least permanent one of the three and the anguish would only last a few minutes. And I think I could handle being your property."

Ranma walked up to the thick curtains and drew them back, what he saw stunned him. Instead of a bed behind the curtain like he had expected he found what looked like a padded table with holes cut in it and what was left supporting her was very little. It had a space where her feet rested and another where her shoulders and head rested, and two more places that were shackled to her arms so she could not fall out of the device. On the apparatus was Shampoo, her body at about a forty-five degree angle from the floor, the table like structure level with the floor and her hips away from it. The most stunning part of it being she was completely deprived of all clothing.

Then he noticed the tools on the wall, there were things like a cat-of-nine- tails, clips for every sensitive part of the body but none of the normal clamps each were modified in some way. Spiked clamps and some with wires coming out the back of them so they could be hooked up to an electrical device, and so on. There was also a home body-piercing set.

What really got to him was that when he looked at each item, he immediately understood how it was used, and which was most efficient in using the device. It felt as if some force had hooked up to his brain and was inputting the information needed to deal out the punishment. Thankfully that he had a curse that turned him into a girl already. It would have been really weird to look at Shampoo and know exactly where to touch to inflict which type of response.

About that time he decided to take his eyes off the tools. "Shampoo. I am going to show you the different tools around the room. None of them are strictly for pleasure and all look like they will inflict pain in some way." With that said and he saw her face grow pale at the mention of that. Ranma angled the platform so she could see the wall better, and began to give her a visual tour of the devices, there were innocent looking dildo's on one section but the labels under them betrayed their innocence with "spikes" and "instant burn", along with itching powder laced ones. Then on the far wall was a section that took up the whole wall, which was laden with devices used to remove and mutilate parts of the body, one set of things though made her want to retch, it was the tools Labeled, "Female Circumcision."

After viewing the whole room, she hesitantly said, "Ranma I would settle for the piercing, electrical clamps, and the set of clamps with the cord attached to it."

Ranma nodded, glad that she chose her poison and he did not have to. He went and fetched the devices, thinking he would use the set of corded clamps, pierce her whatever and then hook electrical clamps up to the piercing. What the hell, where did that thought come from? ...I guess that would ensure minimal damage to her person and maximum pain.... He shook his head to derail that thought. "Ok which parts of your body do you want pierced? Your body, not mine."

Shampoo began to think, she was planning her own torture and that disturbed her slightly, but she was glad she had some say in what types of pain she would befall. Well I want to nurse my children, so no nipple rings. My belly button can get pierced. Knowing how this has gone so far I better pick two other places, hmmm... Well I don't want them visible, and don't want my ears pierced. Oh well that leaves my vagina. Oh this is gonna hurt, but it wont have the possibility of leaving me devoid of pleasure if it gets infected. "I want my belly-button pierced, and my two vaginal lips pierced, about half-way between either point of the slit."

Ranma was a bit surprised she did not choose her ears, but since she chose her punishment, he steeled himself and set about it. He took the corded clamps and went to hook one up to each nipple, but then a horde of exact knowledge, in even more detail then what he got by just looking at them, on where to place them, and how to place them flooded his mind. He dipped his hand in a cup of ice water that he had not noticed until now, which was on a stand out of her sight and leveled the platform again. Shampoo trying to cooperate let her legs fall and spread leaving him in view of her vagina. Then in order to make them easier to attach he pulled his chilled hand out of the water and slid one finger around Shampoo's right nipple. Shampoo gasped in surprise and pleasure as the cold digit played with her nipple and the aforementioned nipple quickly hardened, and Ranma attached the clamp, enticing another gasp from Shampoo. Doing the same to the other nipple he noticed how it tugged her nipple slightly, causing Shampoo to moan in pleasure/pain.

Knowing that the third clamp would not reach the girls clit he stretched the elastic bungee like cord and attached it to her clit, again Shampoo was moaning, and she moaned again as Ranma released the cord and it stretched taunt, pulling at both nipples and her clit. She was slowly being introduced into a new world of pain. But that pain dulled as soon as Ranma jiggled the cord and was replaced with a sense of pleasure. When he slid two fingers into her vagina she almost orgasm than and there, but when he withdrew those fingers she whimpered and tried to chase his fingers. Only she stopped when the motion caused the cord to tug a little too hard on her clit, she knew she was a hairs-width from her peak.

Ranma somehow knew this as well, and began to remove the clamps, and he heard her whimper rise in volume as the pleasure/pain causing devises were removed. Seeing the agony on her face almost made him push her over the edge, but he knew better and didn't. It would only hurt her more in the long run. He stepped back and began to prep the belly-bar and two lip-rings for piercing.

Shampoo was lost in a world of agony and want, she needed to find release, and she could feel her arousal build as the pleasure dissipated. She was startled when she felt Ranma's hands on her knees. Ranma began to speak to her, "I am goin to tie your legs so they stay spread, so I need you to spread them as far apart as you can, so I can pierce you. This way, your reflex to the pain will not cause injury." She nodded and did so and soon not only was she aroused to almost painful levels, she was also tied down in a modified spread eagle position and found that being this helpless was starting to really arouse her and make the ache all the more worse.

He took out the rings that were ready to pierce her oh so sensitive vaginal lips. Shampoo screamed in pain when the first one went through, and she screamed again when the second one was done, the belly-bar was not that bad. Neither of them noticed that the rings had the phrase 'Property of Ranma; Avatar of Bast.' Ranma began to wonder what her pussy tasted like and lowered his head to her crotch to taste it, while his hands crept up to Shampoo's breasts to play with them, kneading the whole breast, to drawing circles around the nipple. Then to pinching the sore nipple, and finally firmly rolling, and pulling the nipples. He didn't pause to wonder where the urge was coming from to do this, but gave up at questioning this admittedly bizarre event.

Shampoo's breath was running in short gasps, Ranma seemed to know exactly how to work his hands, or maybe it was her extreme arousal, but she was soon squirming and writhing happily under his ministrations. When his tongue flicked her slightly sore clit she gasped again, and was almost over the edge. Only a little more and she would go over. She almost wept when Ranma stopped, and stepped back. Ooh I am beginning to hate him, only one more, and it grows harder not to not cry as the minutes tick by.

Ranma looked on sadly at Shampoo's face. Then he resigned himself and fetched the last set of clamps. Hooking them up to the two rings and one to the belly-bar. He then got ready to hook them up the battery and introduce a low level of electricity, just enough to cause a small amount of pain and a little bit of pleasure.

Shampoo tensed and waited, she was in pain, the arousal and denial of release was so great that it was starting to really hurt. When the electricity coursed through her vaginal area, she yelped in both pain, and surprise. The jolts would alternate from pulsing to a long stream, when it paused for some time, Ranma reached across and pinched on her engorged, sore, and hard clit. When his hand tweaked her sensitive spot, she almost yelped again, and when he let go and the electricity ripped through her she yelped at the intensity.

Ranma got curious, he was wondering what would happen if he made the clamps contact more sensitive areas, so he removed the clamps, again to hear Shampoo whimper in dismay, but not as bad as before, meaning she was still a good distance from climaxing. He then attached them to her two nipples and her clitoris. Ranma grabbed the dial that controlled the wattage. He wanted to see the different response to the different levels. First he put it on low.

Shampoo was a bit pensive. First off she was still climbing the pleasure ladder, and with the pain of her arousal she was doing this slowly, knowing that this time it was going to be the worst, and hoping that Ranma would wait then bring her to release afterward. She never noticed the clamps placed on her clit and nipples. Neither did she notice when the low level of electricity went through those areas.

Ranma was intrigued; Shampoo seemed to be oblivious to it, so he decided to turn it up to about half way. Shampoo did, however, notice the second pulse, as it sent twenty volts of electricity through her most sensitive areas. She sent out an agonized scream, and then the pain subsided. Another smaller pulse went through those supersensitive and sore areas of her body, she felt the pleasure mounting rather quickly and when Ranma gently tugged at each clamp she knew that the slightest amount of pleasure would send her careening into the abyss.

Unfortunately Ranma knew this as well from the way her body was moving, and the expression on her face, so he deftly removed the things, and saw her moan in disappointment and pain, and want. After putting the 'tools' away, Ranma then saw a side of Shampoo he had never seen before. Shampoo was begging him to finish her off. When he looked into her face he saw her willing to do anything to get him to bring her to an orgasm. Ranma watched as Shampoo hit rock bottom. Her nipples and clit were rock-hard. She was in an excruciating amount of pain from her arousal.

Shampoo's psyche had just taken a devastating blow. From henceforth she would submit to anything that Ranma wanted her to do, as long as he brought her release. Her tears were almost about to flow. All pleasure was now gone from her body. All she could feel is the desire to orgasm.

Ranma decided to get the brand now, seeing as how it was ready. He plucked it from the heating element, and went back over to Shampoo. The mark it would leave was an elegant one. It has his initials on it on top of each other and interlocking in a flowing pattern. The best place to put it would be the inside of her thigh a few inches from her groin. She let out an almost ear- splitting scream when the metal seared the flesh. He pressed it in hard and removed it from her thigh after about a second.

For Shampoo that second felt like an hour. The hot metal burning and searing her already over sensitive skin. When he came back from putting the brand up, she decided to make him an offer, "Ranma, I'll do anything. I will even let you place your cock up my ass if you want, as long as you bring me off. I need it so bad it hurts. Please Ranma..."

Ranma was secretly glad for this; his cock was pulsing with the need of attention after doin these things to Shampoo. Before he did anything, he tested to see that she was lubricated so he could enter without hurting her. His finger came away dripping with vaginal juices. Without a second thought, he removed his clothes in less than ten seconds and slid his cock into her vagina hard, breaking her hymen. Shampoo screamed again at the pain of having her hymen broken, but rocked her hips and pushed it aside. The rings on her pussy lips were giving a unique pulling sensation and when she asked them to be tied to her legs. She got a weird look from Ranma, but he obliged her and tied the rings to her legs carefully to avoid the angry red brand mark, and spreading her engorged vagina wide open. After sliding his cock back into her, Ranma took one of her nipples into his mouth and suckled and nipped at it.

That did it for Shampoo, she came hard. She stayed in this orgasm as Ranma slid his still erect and still needing cock out of her. Taking her up on her offer, he dipped one finger into her pussy and coated a finger with her juices and stuck that digit in her ass, lubricating and relaxing her rectum. He removed his finger from it and poised his head at the entrance to her anus and again entered her hard.

Shampoo locked in ecstasy didn't even notice Ranma begin to have anal sex with her. Two minutes later her orgasm finally subsided only to have it suddenly building again. When she noticed Ranma banging away at her ass she gasped as he fondled and pinched her clit and hole, while still suckling on her nipple, and pulling on the other one. Two seconds later she screamed in pure ecstasy. This orgasm only lasted a few seconds though Shampoo was on the verge of passing out, so she said, "Ranma, let me suck your cock, I can't take much more."

Outside of the room both Cologne and Moose heard Shampoo's screams of pain. They had not been able to hear the earlier conversation, but the spell was beginning to weaken and the room was slowly returning to normal with the exception of the door. A smoking and unconscious Moose would attest to this... (Ouchies)?

Ranma shrugged and exited her tight ass, dipping it in her pussy once more to sweeten the flavor. He swiveled her around and turned her vertical, so she had easy access to his cock and her pussy was right in front of his face. Shampoo did not notice her uncomfortable position, as she quickly took Ranma's cock into her mouth and began sucking away at it. Ranma decided he wanted to taste her again, so he ducked his head a bit and put his mouth over her vagina and began to alternate between lapping up her juices and sucking on it.

It took all of Shampoo's will power not to bite down and moan in pleasure, and after a bit of this, she once again climaxed, and so did Ranma. Shampoo eagerly drank his cum and sucked his cock dry of it all. While Ranma did the same. Shampoo subconsciously vowed to do anything ever wanted, and then promptly passed out. Ranma caught her as the platform dissipated and the room reverted back to the way it should be.

Ranma put Shampoo in her bed and covered her up. He smiled at her state of true bliss. After donning his clothes he mentally called for Bast. When she appeared in her white robes, he asked, "Will you come down stairs and help me explain this and then help me master the Neko-ken?"

Bast nodded and followed Ranma out the room and after she closed the door, she put a spell on it making it only possible for Cologne, Ranma or deities to enter the room. The poor girl needed her rest after that....

Bast and Ranma proceeded down the stairs and into the main dinning area. Here they found an unconscious Mousse and annoyed Cologne. It took less then half a second to see this as dangerous and immediately dropped into a battle stance and hoped that the old ghoul was not going to kill him. Before either party spoke a word the goddess decided enough was enough and spoke in a deep, commanding divine voice, "Either of you fight in my presence without my consent and I will smite both of you." After stating this, her voice went back to its normal serious voice, not a large change. "Understand?"

Deciding he didn't want to annoy his sensei, he dropped the stance and stood at some ease. Cologne was on the verge of laughter, though she could not see the girl's aura, she saw the way she walked. Her stance shows grace, but not that of a fighter. What a pitiful creature, who does this strapping think she is ordering around the matriarch of the Amazons? Doing her best to keep her face void of mirth, she stated, "I will fight whom I wish, when I deem fit young one! I am not annoyed at son-in-law, but I am annoyed at you now. I suggest you correct your attitude, before I am forced to teach you a lesson in manners child."

Bast did not have the same moral restrictions of the ancient amazon in front of her, she laughed and laughed hard, "*Snicker* You: chuckle: think you: snort: can teach me?!" After laughing for a minute or so and casting a petrifaction spell on the mortal woman to keep her in place, she started speaking again. "I am Baste, Goddess of Cats, Fertility, and various other things... To me it is you who's the child here human. You can not move because I have decided that you shall not. Now I am to train my avatar here, and rid him of the fear he holds for the creatures I protect. Now as to why the room was locked and Mousse was not allowed into the room is simple. The young one in there now had violated several cosmic rules. In doing this she had to be punished. This was not my doing, but I did make it so your offspring went through as little trauma as possible. By all that is alive,

Shampoo is no longer Ranma's wife. She is now his property." At this statement Cologne was simmering with rage, and Ranma was about ready to tear his hair out. They were acting like he was not even here.

He could not get a word in edge-wise and couldn't tell them that he held some love for Shampoo and did not want her as a tool, but as a loved one. As soon as he noticed that Bast was waiting for him to state his aggravation, he did so, "WILL YOU PLEASE STOP TALKING ABOUT ME AS IF I AIN'T HERE?! AND I DON'T WANNA OWN SHAMPOO, I WANNA LOVE HER."

Both the goddess and elderly woman woke up from their thoughts and the woman took a step back, while the goddess looked on with approval. "You can do both if you choose so and with HIS blessing, but only with those. Those rings however will ensure that she will be incapable of having sex with another male without your consent, and will bend her sex-drive to your will, ultimately making her your slave. You may have Father ease up the incantation on the brand and rings, but it will still respond to your desires on a low level. They however can never be removed, all of those tools were of divine forging, and are both permanent and unbreakable. Do you wish to start training now?"

Cologne was growing curious, What markings, what tools, Brand? Rings? Guess he did get her something to state his love after-all. "Uhh Training? I thought son-in-law was the best. After all he did defeat Saffron the Phoenix God."

At this comment Bast waved her hand dismissive and noticed that the boy had awakened and stealthily went upstairs without attracting notice save for her own and Ranma's. "He still has yet to master the Neko-ken. And Saffron was only a weak demi-god. What my avatar has coming at him will be stronger than that thing by ten-fold at least. He has the ability to surpass that. Being my avatar he can only be killed by a few things. One being other deities, demons, and other avatars. If killed by a mortal source, he will reawaken shortly. This does not say he won't feel the pain of it. Seeing as how your descendant has been linked to him via majick, she will not die permanently unless he dies and only if he dies. Again, saying she will feel the pain of death. She will only reawaken when Ranma is within twenty or so feet horizontally. There is much I must teach you, Ranma, about your bond to her, and your powers you must learn and master. Your future has arrived, are you ready to go, my avatar?" (Note: Yes I know it's an obvious quote. I claim no ownership to it though. LONG LIVE SPIDER! Don't ask, I'm insane, let's leave it at that.)

This brought Ranma from his thoughts, and he nodded numbly, "Yes I am ready for what I must face, after all I am Ranma Saotome of Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts and Avatar to the Goddess Baste. I never lose and never back down from a challenge."

Hearing that brought her to a painful realization, "Gotta rid him of that overconfidence after I finish ridding him of his fear of cats. It will get him killed." "Go and fetch Shampoo, we will need her for the training."

Ranma nodded and went up stairs to fetch his sleeping love. Reaching the top of the stairs he found Mousse as he thought he would be. Doing his best to destroy the door and let himself into Shampoo's room. "Mousse, give it up, that room is magically sealed. Go down stairs and Baste will explain everything to you. Ok?" That said he entered the room, and watched as the male amazon tried to enter only to run into an invisible barrier. He shrugged and went over to get Shampoo, only to find she was not in her bed. Alerted he began to frantically search the room for her, only to find her happily washing in the shower. Ranma smiled and decided to join her.

Shampoo was delighted when she noticed Ranma enter the shower with her. Her delight was short lived when he continued to help her wash. The room they were standing in was not the spacious washroom like that the Tendou household has. It was simple and in the style of an American bathroom, with a toilet, sink, and a standing shower with glazed glass door. She felt his hands glide purposely over her back, scrubbing away the grime, dirt, and sweat. Ranma soon was finished with her back and held her close to him, while he began to scrub the front, his body already been washed at Armeguiken speed. She was just starting to enjoy his ministrations when all of a sudden without warning he froze and held her protectively in his arms.

Soon a large crash was heard throughout the building, it was formed of flesh meeting glass then falling through furniture and landing solidly on the floor and it came from Shampoos bedroom. Ranma told her to stay there while he went to check it out. When he arrived he found Baste was already there, tending to the fallen person. He seemed to radiate dark power, but seemed to be of no threat to their safety. His form was covered in tattered armor that looked to be little more than a wetsuit after a diver had surfaced. Over the armor, was a trench coat that was glittering with his blood, and sported many cuts as well. Through the cuts in the fabric one could see many deep gashes in his skin and through that you could see his bones. Many of the visible bones were cracked and some were shattered. Yet as one looked on at the poor creature, his regeneration was obvious to the human eye. They decided to take him to the lower parts of the building where both Cologne and Baste could watch over him, while the couple washed up.

After several hours and way after Ranma and Shampoo had finished their shower, the thing woke from his pain and wound induced slumber with a low growl and groan of pain and anguish. When the person opened his eyes, everyone except Baste, who had dealt with stranger things took a step back. His eyes were black as night, with out an iris, white, or any other part that should be there. You could see that they were not holes in his head, but just flesh orbs, that were dark as night. His hair was black as well, and in fact the only thing other than his physical body not counting his eyes, that was not black as the night, were his pants, which were such a deep blue they almost were black. His scabbard, was made of obsidian, and lined with a swirling pattern of sliver. The hilt of the sword was simple, yet just as stunning. The actual handle of it was made of a rubber looking substance. His coat seemed to flow and fit around him like it was his shadow instead of his clothes. His teeth were similar to the Hibiki's, only his looked like they were tougher and used to tear into live flesh, like an animal. He stood about five-foot, eleven. When he spoke it was with a commanding yet gentle voice, "What world am I on, and which realm am I in?"

Ranma responded with an intelligent, "Earth stupid, where did you think you were?"

Even the goddess did not understand what he meant by the word realm, so she began to ponder this man's origins, "What do you mean by realm traveler?"

The traveler in question snorted in response to Ranma's answer and pondered what the female could be asking him to answer. He began to stand, and as he moved you could literally hear the scraping and popping of bones sliding and shifting in his body, his only sign of pain was that of a grimace and his jaw being clenched and fists being tightened. He grunted in pain, but stood none the less. Finally he came up with a better way to ask his question, "What part of creation is this planet located in?"

This got Baste to understand. Her father had said that he had created more than they knew about, but set their jurisdiction here on this galaxy. They were left in the dark and had assumed that the demon territory was what he had kept them out of. If this man before her knew this than he must be of some supernatural being. "You are in Midgard. Where do you come from?

"I am from Eris. I last came from a nameless realm of war. My enemy went for a suicide attack and blew himself up with his own power. I only survived through opening a realm-gate. Unfortunately that sapped much of my power and I could not direct myself to a location and left it up to Chance. I landed here. I would like some sustenance and some housing if you would be kind enough to provide it for me."

That did it for Baste, her question was still not fully answered, so she decided to test him by speaking in the divine language only known to the gods and goddesses, and a select few avatars, "*What name do you go by traveling warrior? If you understand and answer me in the same tongue I will explain why I brought you here and give you lodging.*" She had summoned a teacher. She knew she could teach Ranma some on his current art, but not much more. Apparently the Ultimate Force had decided to bypass the normal acknowledged sensei for the Kami, whoever that is, and use the man standing before her.

This language he had heard but only learned enough to speak a few words. After all there were countless gods and goddesses on his home planet. And he had accidentally wandered into the God's Realm once. In response he spoke in a bit rough but coherent gods-tongue as he liked to call it, "*Qai Tetsuo is name. Understand little of this I. *"

Her fears of him being a demon were set aside, since they were only able to speak their own language in response. She nodded to Qai and then returned to Japanese for the rest to understand, "He is a friendly one. Give him what he needs. Ranma, Shampoo come with me, I must continue your training. Qai I will fulfill the rest of our agreement after you have been shown to your quarters." With the way he moved, she could tell that he was ex-military of some sort.

Qai looked on quizzically, and Ranma nodded as followed with Shampoo at his side. Mousse was nowhere to be found, so Cologne was elected to show this male to a room. "We only have the basement to spare, would that suffice?"

Qai nodded and followed silently. While he walked through the door and down the stairs he continued to stretch and put bones back into place. His grunts were beginning to unsettle to aged matriarch, as they resembled much of that equal to an animal other than human. Most of the deeper ones seemed to not be of an animal in origin at all, but that of a demon would more accurate. The basement was crowded with crates of various sizes, almost all of which were coated in a thick layer of dust. She stopped at the place where this warrior of sorts could rest. Again he nodded, and removed his coat, which had somehow been mended. In response to her gaze, he shrugged and replied, "Majick."

When his coat was set down it made a heavy *Thunk* when it hit ground. He flexed his shoulders and his armor disappeared, leaving him in a pair of electric blue pants with lines of silver in a pattern that looked similar to lightning. He wore combat boots that resembled American Army issue. At his side was still his sword, and no shirt was visible. Cologne tossed him an old shirt from the corner. Then she said, "Wear something to cover your top, it isn't proper on this planet to walk around without a top unless you are at a pool or beach in the summer."

Qai nodded and donned the sleeveless-shirt. He then inquired about food, and they went back upstairs so he could eat something. Qai got back to the main floor of the restaurant only to hear screams of shear terror coming from behind the establishment. After watching the elderly crone bolt past him, he followed and made his way behind the building. It was there he found in the center of the backyard was a dome of solid energy of some sort. It was constructed in a way that he doubted even he would be able to escape easily from. Considering his friends tested new traps and containment fields by asking if it was Qai-proof, that said a lot.

Inside the dome was a small pink cat and the boy from earlier, he recognized the life energy to be similar to the girl from earlier. All of a sudden the boy passed out from shear terror and the dome dissipated and the other female, a deity by his guess walked over to him and slowly brought him back to the world of the conscious. The old woman seemed to procure a kettle from thin air, reminding him much of what he does with his own odds and ends he stores within his coat.

Seeing the cat shift into a girl did not surprise him much. He had been to many realms and had seen many stranger things. Ranma finally regained his senses and looked at the ground shamefully. The goddess seemed to comfort him and asked him to try again. Ranma then sat in a meditative position and delved deep into his mind after a bit, Shampoo, he finally remembered her name, took a small canteen and dumped it over her head. Once again a cat, she slowly and cautiously approached Ranma.

Sweat visible poured down his face as the cat got nearer. He relaxed slightly as she mewed questioningly at him and paused. This went about for some time, and Qai saw it as no consequence motioning that he wished to talk to, Bast was it, later. He ventured back to his futon and decided to recover more of his extremely depleted bio-energy.

Outside Ranma finally was able, after six hours of countless tries to remain calm as Shampoo tried to get close to him, to keep calm and pet the cat. Granted it was hesitant and stiff, but he WAS petting her. All of a sudden the world seemed to cease being fuzzy for Ranma.? Everything was crystal clear and sharp as a bell. His senses, being honed for the last decade in the Art, all of a sudden became twenty times better and more accurate. It was if some one had removed extremely dark shades from his eyes and all was seen.

Bast smiled and understood how her avatar felt. He finally completed his training in her Art after so long and so much suffering. She herself had been nearly ready to not only tear her hair out, but to maim, murder and dismember Genma (not necessarily in that order). The dome was drooped, and so was Mousse. Cologne returned Shampoo back to her human form, and she was all over Ranma like he was her lifeline. Shampoo first looked into Ranma's eyes and her libido was subconsciously responding to his want for her. Bast nodded and said, "You two have your fun tonight, but tomorrow I will ask Qai to spar and train you. You would do well to learn from him, his power is great."

They all went inside except for Bast and Mousse who was left in the cold night air, forgotten. As soon as they were in their room, Shampoo was undressed in less time it took to blink. She was practically ripping Ranma's clothes off of him to satisfy her urges, that is until the rings between her legs flared sending her reeling in such ecstasy that she could not stand up. Ranma wordlessly picked her up and set her on the bed all the while pondering he new control over her. He finished what little there was left to undress and lay next to her. Shampoo was almost drooling but the climax of gigantic proportions was ebbing and she wanted more. Slowly this time she started to rub the ample flesh of her bosom against his side and slipped one hand down on to his cock. Feeling it rock hard she looked up and seeing his nod, she climbed up on top of him and held on for the ride.

Shampoo was not disappointed and Ranma did his job well. The rings still provide a unique tugging sensation as his cock slid in and out of her vagina. Her pert breasts had nipples that felt like red-hot rivets. When Ranma reached up and pinched, then rolled them between his fingers, she came hard. Shampoo almost collapsed against him, but her will to stay conscious and his will to be pleased was too strong and while her brain was Swiss Cheese her body rode up and down. Meanwhile Ranma was enticed with the way her boobs bounced with his thrusts.

Just as she came for her third time that night Shampoo was beginning to think clearly once more and it was along the lines of: Oh no, I have barely lasted this long, if I cum again now, I will surely pass... That was as far as she got. For Ranma then came within her and set off her orgasm. Ranma felt every muscle of her inner walls clench around his cock and spasm. With a cry of pure ecstasy, she fell asleep on top of him, and did not wake till morning, as did Ranma underneath Shampoo.

The next morning arrived to find Qai out in the backyard of the Neko-haten performing his usual morning warm-up. This meaning he split himself into as many forms as he could mentally handle and going all out on himself. (Think Piccolo's training with himself in early DBZ) It was like playing a game of chess against a world master, and going against your worst enemy. Cologne was doing well at just staying atop her staff, let alone fathom how the warrior in front of her was managing to spilt himself into multiple selves and then fight coherently and viciously against himself. Baste on the other hand, was mildly impressed with him. He was not an avatar, but looked to be one of Fathers earlier creations. Qai inwardly smirked, and thought about what they would do if he actually used his weapons, or if they found out the shear weight he walked around and casually even ran in.

Ranma roused himself out of his slumber, and the first thing he noticed was Shampoo lying next to him. He tensed, and almost made it to the ceiling before stopping himself. Gotta get used ta that.? He slowly and carefully disengaged himself from the girl. He was almost free of her grasp when she started to shift. He instantly sucked in a breath and hoped that Shampoo did not wake. For once his luck was on the better side, and Shampoo merely smiled, and rolled over and remained asleep. Ranma sweat-dropped and knew that was a bad sign. Things never went right for him, unless something long, agonizing painful, and extremely difficult lie in store for him that day.

So with great trepidation he showered and dressed himself, all the while being as quiet as possible. When he got downstairs, he noticed Mousse laid out in the dinning room, and Cologne looking at him annoyed. "Baste says she wishes to discuss some things with you." Cologne as it seems was running the store, by herself, and morning deliveries were lacking due to Mousse's comatose state and Shampoo's exhaustion induced slumber.

Ranma made his way to the back, and found both Bastee and Qai talking about something. Qai was on the lawn, and Bastee was seated on a lush velvet and extremely comfy-looking pillow. They both stood and Bastee said, "Ranma I want you to meet your new teacher, his name is Qai Tetsuo. He will be instructing you in various forms and giving you new ideas on how to improve your training regimen." With that she entered the Café and decided Cologne could use some help, and she was somewhat bored. Nobody noticed that the pillow seemed to vanish into thin air.

Qai was somewhat grumpy. He had just barely escaped that fight with his life. The other guy was worse off, but by his own hand, in a desperate move. That meant he was getting soft, and needed to up his training. In being grumpy he decided to push his new and first charge to the limit, and then further. After all, he did, so can this newbie. He took a few steps back into the center of the back yard, and opened his arms, "Here's where I see what you have, don't hold back, and you get a free shot, then the spar starts."

Ranma was somewhat annoyed, here this guy was taunting and treating him like a child. He whom had killed a demi-god. Shrugging and resolved to teach Qai a lesson about messing with Saotome Ranma. He stepped up and attempted to deck him. Key word here is attempted. His fist came to a dead stop right on Qai's chin, and it took a few seconds for the pain to settle in. Punching this guy made punching Ryouga feel like punching a pillow. Pulling his hand back and about to mutter the words, ow. Qai decided it was his turned and the world for Ranma went dark as he flew into the wall and to the ground in a heap, still holding his right hand.

Qai shook his head and got out the smelling salts, this one was gonna need a lot of training to even stand up for more than thirty seconds against half of the Avatars and demons. The other half would just have killed him with a thought and that was on this backwater and low-power realm, but hey, that's life. Seeing Ranma coming to, "Ok boy, here's where the training begins. I need to go shopping to buy some things for you. School will start soon, so I have to stop by there and remove you from it. I will also tutor you in all of your subjects, only letting you sleep and eat when you pass out from hunger, or exhaustion. Understood?"

This was way different from his training with Genma as a child. They always slept every night. He was right, he should have just stayed in bed. This was going to hurt, a lot.

They were on their way to Furiken when they ran into Akane and Nabiki. Akane being Akane, decided that he was out all night doing perverted things with that Chinese Hussy! Right then Satan was having the first cold ever, because Hell had just frozen over. "RANMA!! WHERE WERE YOU LAST NIGHT?! OUT WITH THAT CHINESE HUSSY I BET!"

Never fails, open mouth insert Saotome foot, "How did you know?"

If Qai had not been there, Akane would have malletted him then and there, but since he was, her mallet seemed to not exist anymore past the handle. "Listen, you pick on my student later, right now I have to take him on a training trip. He is way too soft and green, not to mention weak. We will most likely be back sometime in a year or so, if I am lucky." If Ranma had not had his ass handed to him on a silver platter this morning, he would have considered that an insult. He still did, but was slightly more understanding.(Yeah right!)

To say that Nabiki was curious was to say that night came after the day. 'Who is this new person with Ranma?' Kept running through her head the entire time she was in school. You see Nabiki had a well kept secret. She had fallen for Mister Hot-shot-martial artist. As soon as school was done she returned home and went straight to her room. She had no homework, seeing as how the teachers were afraid to give it to her for reasons all their own. So subsequently she went to sleep. The books had been done and re-done at lunch. That and today seemed to do nothing but lull her into the Boredom of Doom. (You know that feeling you get in class that you just want nothing more than a nap right then and there, cause the instructor does nothing but drone on and on about a topic you have covered at least three times in the last two days?)

Sleep that day did not come so easily for Ranma. The first part of his training/torture trip was journeyman training. The idea behind it is simple. When you are overwhelmed by sheer numbers, you run, very far, very fast. After his fiftieth mile Ranma was wondering two things. The foremost of the two was 'Is this trip ever gonna pause?' and the smaller thought in his brain-fire processes was 'Thank the gods for the Saotome Final Technique.' The reason for this would be that the principle behind said technique is to analyze the terrain in front of you and find the fastest most energy efficient route across it. After lots of running and a little bit of swimming, Ranma and his torturer...er I mean sensei Qai, came to a stop.

They stopped in a clearing at the base of a rather large and mean looking mountain. Somehow Saotome knew the mountain would eventually avenge its brethren that were destroyed by the Avatar of Bastee. After setting up camp Qai turned to Ranma and stated, "Now the training begins..." And with that Ranma mentally said, 'Awww fuck it.' Shortly afterward he passed out...

Seeing this Qai sat under a tree located on the edge of the meadow which they were camped in. "Heh, wonder how long it will take the boy to learn the lesson of the day." Qai said as a rather large bear came to inspect those whom decided to invade his territory...