Saiyajin Nibunnoichi



(V. 2.0)



Disclaimer:  Dragon Ball is owned Akira Toriyama, Toei Animation, etc. and Ranma Nibunnoichi is owned by Rumiko Takahashi.  This fanfiction is not making a profit for its author (still won't get up off its butt).



Chapter 3:



	Two hundred kilometers east of the Mt. Paozu region lay a strange, dangerous set of springs called Jusenkyo.  Because of the events that occurred two years hence, most of the cursed springs had been nullified.  At this time the only curses that could be delivered are those of things that had drowned within said two years time.



	A few more kilometers east would reveal a hidden village named

Joketsuzoku, the Women Warriors' Village.  It was in this small community that one of our heroes, one Burifu Torankusu, was occupied... currently, with taking a nice, hot bath.



	"Ahhhh!"  The young Saiyajin leans back into the warm water.

"This is a welcome change from running all over town from those crazy women."  He glanced at his surroundings.  "Now where's that shampoo?  My hair is gettin' greasy!"  He found the bottle and brought it to his face.  "Odd.  It smells different, somehow."



	The small black and white kitten perched unnoticed on the windowsill behind the violet coiffed man purred softly and with great delight.  As her target squeezed the bottle's contents onto his head, she leaped into the hot bath water.



	To say Torankusu was surprised would be the understatement of the year, especially considering how the cat's body enlarged and twisted into the form of a beautiful, long haired, NAKED Joketsuzoku woman.  "Sh-Shanpu?!"



	"Now I've got ya!"  The warrior girl shouted as she reached for the Saiyajin's head.  As she grabbed on to his head, though, she slipped on the soap that he had carelessly left on the tub's floor and proceeded to give him a face full of mammary gland.



	Shanpu struggled to free herself from the awkward position.  "You jerk!  You did that on purpose."  She grabbed the drowning boy's shoulders and dragged him up.  "Well?!  What have you got to say for yourself?"



	Torankusu stared at her for a moment.  "Who... who am I?"



	Shanpu collapsed back into the water.  "Arrgh!  I meant to erase only your memory of me, not your entire memory!"



	The young man smiled.  "I know who you are, of course.  You're Shanpu, my iinazuke, right?"



	"Wha...?  What else do you remember?  Did you only forget your name?"



	"No... I can only seem to remember you.  I don't remember anything else.  Was there anything else?"



	"Of course!  Don't you remember Great Grandmother, or the other Joketsuzoku women, or your parents?"



	Torankusu just looked at his hands sheepishly.  "I don't remember seeing anything but you.  It's kinda like you were just framed in darkness until now.  I don't even remember thinking for myself until just now."



	Shanpu groaned.  "This is just great."



	"You think?  By the way, why are we both naked and in the tub?

Were we doing... well, whatever that thing is that iinazuke do?"



	The sound of wood cracking upon skull resounded through the night.



				* * *



	"That's it Ranma, you're doing it!"  Pikkoro encouraged.



	The eighteen year old Saotome pushed his ki higher and higher as he pulled his neko ken senses out.  "Oh, yeah!  I never knew I could get this kind of power."  He said wonderingly.  He halted his increase of power after another few seconds.  "So what do you think?"



	The green man smiled approvingly.  "You've done well.  You're still not accessing your full potential, but you've at least managed to control your full range of neko ken abilities."



	Ranma smirked.  "Yeah, I even remember everything, now.  It's amazing."  His smirk softened into a wistful grin.  <I even remember when Akane and I...> He shook his head, trying to focus on the present.  "So when's Bejiita sensei going to get here?"



	"Right now."



	True to the Namekujin's word, the Saiyajin no Ouji flew into view and landed on the edge of the Kyuuden no Kami Sama.  "Well, Ranma, I can see you've made progress.  Now come with me and I'll teach you some of my techniques... and probably some that the Obake Baba neglected to show you."



	Ranma smirked yet again.  "All right!"



				* * *



	Koron studied Torankusu's face.  "Well, it seems that your memory is indeed effectively erased.  All except everything to do with my great granddaughter."  She smiled for a moment at that, but then turned and shot a withering glance towards Shanpu.  "I'm rather disappointed with you, girl.  If you were going to get rid of him, I would have hoped you would do it more carefully."



	"Sorry, Grandmother."  The young woman hunched her shoulders glumly.



	"No matter.  It will be up to you to find the herbs needed to restore his memory.  And if you fail..."  Her tone left no doubt as to what the rest of the sentence was meant to be.



	"Yes, Grandmother."



				* * *



	Shanpu trudged through the foliage angrily while dragging her unwanted fiancé behind her.  "This is all your fault.  If you hadn't left that damn soap on the floor I wouldn't be in this stupid forest and you would be gone, not even remembering that you met me."



	Torankusu looked at her sadly.  "Gomen nasai.  But, you know, I couldn't imagine not remembering you..."



	The black haired girl blushed profusely.  "W-well, you would have a-and I woulduv been happy!"  She looked at her feet for a moment before whipping her head around to the right.  "Come on, let's go this way.  I think there was a patch over here."



	They tromped through a relatively lighter patch of forest to reach the cave that Shanpu had mentioned.  Upon reaching it they scanned the area for there herb.  They found various useful herbs there, such as one to cure whooping cough, one to cause a fever to break, and one to make someone temporarily immune to Akane's cooking, but not the herb they needed.



	"Aa!  Of course, now I remember!"  Shanpu exclaimed.  "The Moss of Illumination can only survive in darkness.  We have to go inside the cave."



	Torankusu eyed the mouth of the cave warily.  "I don't know if we should.  I've got a weird feeling about it."



	"You're weird, stupid."  Shanpu retorted.  "Come on, let's go.

Or do you want to spend the rest of your life not remembering how you got your curse."



	"Curse?  What curse?"



	Shanpu ignored the ignorant Saiyajin and pulled him into the dark crevice.  As they walked along they were able to detect a faint glow further down the tunnel.  Following the luminescence, they eventually stumbled upon an entire colony of lustrous moss.



	"Alright, start gathering it up.  We need enough to fill this pouch."  Shanpu ordered as she gestured to the purse Koron had given her before they left.



	The purple haired young man nodded.  "'Kay.  But I still have a bad feeling... and it's gotten a lot stronger."  He carefully kneeled and began scraping the moss into his hands.



	"You're just being paranoid.  What do you think you are, anyway, a psychic?"  Shanpu asked irritably.



	"Not exactly... I can't read your mind, but I can definitely feel something tangible in the air.  Like a feeling, except it's not familiar to me."



	Shanpu stuffed some more moss into the bag.  "Okay.  We have the bag half full now, so take this and put the herbs you've collected inside and we should have enough.  Unless you've been slacking o..."



	There beside Shanpu was a glittering jewelry box that she had apparently revealed when she had torn a tightly weaved patch of the moss up.  It had sapphires embedded in the corners, a large ruby on the top, and was made of a white metal that may have been silver.



	Shanpu picked the box up gingerly.  "Aiyaa.  How beautiful.  Look!"



	Torankusu's eyes narrowed when he saw the box.  He creeped suspiciously closer.  "Shanpu... put that down.  The feeling is strongest there.  I'm not sure, but now that I think about it, it was like the feeling you had when you beat what's-his-name up when he tried to grope you earlier... but stronger."



	The Joketsu sighed frustratedly.  "You mean hate?  Oh, yes, I'm sure it is.  Listen, stupid, I don't care what you think you feel; I want to keep this box.  How can anything this pretty be dangerous?"  She smiled as she looked at the container.  "I just hope it's clean inside..." she stated while opening the lid.



	"Shanpu, no!!!"  The frightened martial artist warned too late.



	A cloud of black smoke spewed out of the box and began to coalesce into a vaguely human figure.  The wisps of darkness curled tighter and tighter together, becoming a completely black male-like form with a long, black cape reminiscent of Dracula's.  "Aaaa!  Free at last!  I must give you my thanks, princess."



	The Joketsu fell back into a defensive stance.  "Who are you?!"



	"I am the great demon Akarijanai.  You know, I was locked in that box over 2,000 years ago by one of your ancestors, the Mother of the Joketsuzoku."  The dark apparition explained.



	"You?!  I have heard the legend of the Light Eater."  Shanpu exclaimed.  "Well, I won't let you plunge our world into darkness; I'm the strongest in Joketsuzoku besides Great Grandmother."  The long haired warrior switched to a more offensive stance and rushed the demon.



	"Shanpu, wait!  You're too slow.  Let me..."  Torankusu began.



	"Shut up!"  The other shouted as she swiped at Akarijanai with superhuman speed, only to miss.  "I don't need the help of an outsider weakling.  The only man worthy to help me is Ranma."  She attempted a roundhouse-left hook-uppercut combo that the dodging demon also easily evaded.



	The mauve haired Saiyajin yelled in desperation.  "Iie, Shanpu!  Haven't you noticed how the chamber has dimmed?  He's the light-eater and he's gaining power from the light as well as tricking your eyes with the darkness!"



	Shanpu could see he was right, but she wasn't about to injure her pride by backing down then.  "I don't care.  I'm a Joketsuzoku warrior and I can fight in any condition."



	"Oh can you?"  The ghostly shadow whispered, dissolving and reforming behind Shanpu.  "I suppose we'll have to see about that."  The light went completely out and a loud crack echoed through the darkness.



	Torankusu froze in terror.  Shanpu was now, quite literally, his entire world.  This yarou was currently in the process of destroying his entire world and this angered him enormously.  "Sh-Sh...Shanpu!"  The young man's aura exploded as knowledge shoved its way into his brain:  He was a Super Saiyajin; he could have only reached that stage if he had a pure heart and more ki than a normal Saiyajin and he could only realize this by getting seriously P.O.ed.



	"What's this new light?!"  Akarijanai shouted above the roar of air.  "It's amazing!"



	Torankusu smirked.  When the knowledge that came automatically into his brain upon transformation broke through, it also allowed his other memories to flow inside, albeit slowly.  He glanced at the unconscious Shanpu.  "For what you've done, I will destroy you, Akarijanai no yarou."



	The Light-Eater laughed.  "All you're doing now is feeding me, boy.  Come:  give me more."



	The Super Saiyajin chuckled, as if it were a private joke.  "Indeed.  I think I will."  He flexed his ki at the ceiling, blowing it out and letting sunlight shine in.  "Get ready for a feast."  He then proceeded to bend the air into a reflective lens and light focuser.  "Super Taiyo ken!"  His entire body seemed to disappear as light brighter than the sun erupted outward.



	"Yes, yes!  The power.  Wait... wait, this isn't right; it's too much.  Mukatsuku!  Not this a-a-again!  I remember now that this was how I was defeated before."  The demon thrashed in agony as his body swelled.  His body began to glow and his true appearance could be seen.



	"Damn, now I see why you absorb the light."  Super Saiyajin

Torankusu quipped as he stopped the Taiyo ken.  He leaped to Shanpu's side.  "The sunlight should take care of you now."



	"N...not..."  The demon began to glow too brightly to see.  "Funn..."  He exploded.



	Torankusu erected a shield to protect against the concussion as well as bending most of the light away.  "You'd better be grateful, Shanpu."  He gulped and blushed.  "I just hope she doesn't remember what I said before..."



				* * *



	"So you sealed him in the box again?"



	"Sure did, Koron.  It was pretty hard to trick him like that, but I got 'im eventually."  The violet haired young man said.



	Shanpu turned up her nose.  "If I had remembered that thing about light, I would have beaten him much more easily.  I could have destroyed the roof."



	Torankusu glared at the stuck up girl.  <Ooh!  If I weren't so worried about looking like a freak, I'd show her just who was the strongest!> "Well, I still saved your fat butt, didn't I?"



	Shanpu whacked the Saiyajin with a mace.  "Kisama..."



	The old matriarch simply rolled her eyes and sighed.  "Young love..."



				* * *



	It had been several weeks since beginning his serious training and an entire month since actually coming to Bejiita seeking training, but now he was ready... almost.



	"Ranma.  To test yourself, I want you to travel to Joketsuzoku and challenge a man there.  I can see you've heard of it from the look on your face, but the man I want you to challenge is quite powerful.  If you can beat him, you can beat Happosai."  Saotome's short sensei explained.



	"But, Bejiita sensei, how will I know him?"



	"He will have purple hair and will answer to the name... Torankusu."



to be continued...



	Well, here it is:  the epic fight between myself and the

transgender weakling!



	Yes, but wait!  The little, snot-nosed brat has to first defeat

a new and improved Muusu!  But how'd he learn to fly like that?



	Next time on Saiyajin Nibunnoichi!  (Abezura on'na)



	(Gaki)