Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ The Ultimate Antidote ❯ He's a guy, a stupid retarded guy, but still a guy ( Chapter 13 )
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By: Matdeception 
Three week time jump.
Have fun.
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 08.30.2004 | Pages: 9 | Words: 9.9K | Visits: 6.3K | Status: Completed
Three week time jump.
Have fun.
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 08.30.2004 | Pages: 9 | Words: 9.9K | Visits: 6.3K | Status: Completed
The Ultimate Antidote
Written By: Matdeception
Ranma 1/2 Notes: Takes place after the Manga
X-Men: Evolution Notes: Time line all screwed up. Taking place during the second season, 'The heX factor' episode happened before Angel Wings, and Rogue only barely met Risty. Live with it.
Disclaimer: I do not write using the aforementioned series in an attempt to steal, discredit, or defame said series or their characters. I write to pay homage to the original creators, as well as improve upon my own dim writing ability. Not now, nor ever will this fan fiction be used to gain monetary value at the expense of said creators intellectual properties.
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Chapter 10: He’s a guy, a stupid retarded guy, but he’s still a guy.
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Hopping up on the wall, he carefully examined the large courtyard below. The sun hadn't risen, and it wasn't going to for awhile yet. Typical for this time of night, the yard was empty, not even so much as a cricket emitting it's annoying call. Looking up to the house, he breathed a sigh in relief. No lights were on, which meant he had time to get in position.
Leaping forward, he snagged the branch of a tree, using it to propel himself forward to another tree. Eyeing the upstairs windows, he couldn't help but grin when he found one open. Running up the branch, he leapt in the air, flipping over before landing silently on the veranda. Hopping up to it's railing, he scaled the side of the building until he reached the open window. Taking in a deep, shuddering breath, he slipped in.
The room was perhaps the strangest he had ever seen in his life. Filled to the brim with all kinds of plants and foliage he had never seen before, it was practically a forest in there. Eying a bonsai plant curiously, he crept into the room slowly. Carefully, as not to make a sound, he opened the door and peered out into the long empty hallway.
Slipping out, he closed the door silently behind him. Hugging the walls, he crept down to the next room. Expanding his senses, he couldn't help but grin when he felt the familiar aura of the red head within. Good, he was in the right general area. Hopping across the hall, he began to quickly open and shut doors, all the while remaining as silent as he possibly could. Before too long he found what he was looking for, a rather large bathroom filled with numerous tooth brushes, hair brushes, and boxes upon boxes of makeup. A girls bathroom if he ever found one.
Sneaking in, he closed the door behind him carefully. Now he just had to wait. Dropping his invisibility field, he tore off the black mask he wore. Ranma eyed the room, walking back and forth as he examined the walls, where the bathtub was, and considered the best possible angles. He nodded, choosing the corner that incorporated a clean line of sight to the bath tub, and the sink. Pulling his mask back on, he once again invoked the Umi-sen-ken, Shooting Star Defense cloth, and vanished from sight.
Now he had only to keep his nerve and wait. Man, Nabiki's a sneaky little girl if you asked him.
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Fred looked up and down the long, dark deserted Hallways of Bayville High. Some might wonder what a poor student like him would be doing at school in the middle of the night, and he would probably deck them for annoying him. "It's clear." he whispered, his thick deep voice echoing down the halls.
Tabitha rounded the corner, with Lance in tow, stopping at the door labeled "Administrative Records" . "Good. Keep an eye out Freddy. We'll be done lickety split."
Lance grimaced as he turned the doorknob, finding it locked. He hadn't expected anything less, but one could hope, right? "Locked. You bring the tools?"
Tabitha nodded, fishing a long slim metal sheet from within her shirt. "That cop is going to be pissed when he finds this thing missing."
Lance grabbed the slim Jim. He didn't care what the hell that idiot cop was going to feel like, his mind focused on the task at hand. Pressing the end through the tiny slit in the door, he began trying to pop the lock.
"Nabiki's smart." Fred hissed, retaining look out.
Lance grunted, "Yeah, she is." he wouldn't have thought of this in a million years. If he had only thought of this sooner, rather thing pissing Kitty off when he had been trying to steal those test answers, maybe she'd be with him now?
"Quiet." Tabitha hissed, "What's taking so long, Lance?"
A subtle, if entirely noisy popping noise sounded from the lock, the noise echoing down the long dark halls. Freezing, the three teenagers nervously strained their senses, to pick up any sign old Security Guard Wilson had heard it.
After awhile, Fred breathed a sigh of relief, "Clear. Hurry up and get the stuff!"
Tabitha and Lance needed no motivation to do just that, slipping into the room.
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Okay, maybe this was a bad idea. He sighed, his nerve finally failing. Moving towards the door, he wanted nothing more then to get the heck out of dodge before they figured out he was here. If they found him, they'd ask questions, and he'd die of embarrassment if he told them the truth. Or the girls would kill him, either way, he was a dead man.
Just as he was about to reach exit, the door opened, the beautiful red head Jean stepped in, wearing a pink silky bathrobe that did little to cover her long smooth legs, quietly closing the door softly behind her.
Ranma gulped, grateful for his father's invisibility technique. He pressed up against the wall as she moved deeper into the bathroom. Even though she had just woken up, he was amazed at how cute she looked. A natural beauty, she certainly didn't need any make up. Man, Duncan was one lucky son of a bitch!
Jean reached into the bath tub, turning the faucet on, a barrage of cool water shooting from its nozzle. She passed her hand through the steady steam, gasping cutely, "Oh! Cold." Pulling back, she reached up and began to remove her robe.
Ranma watched, transfixed as she lowered her pink robe to the floor. Smooth alabaster skin, plentiful breasts, with long shapely legs and the best ass he could ever remember seeing. He wanted to cry against the world when his little warrior began to stir. With such distractions, he was very thankful the water shooting from the faucet created a blanket of sound in the room, masking his own heated breathing from detection.
Stepping into the tub, Jean reached over and closed the sliding door, effectively blocking his vision. Shortly there after, the shower turned on.
He was torn between the desire to just run the hell away, the fear of Nabiki's wrath should he fell, and his growing curiosity at just what the girl was doing behind that misty glass. He wasn't blind, nor was he made of rock. He was a man damn it, and just like any other man he was driven, if only rarely, by the lustful desire to see more, to risk detection just for a look see at what the girl had to offer.
Besides, he had this camera and he aimed to use it!
Jumping up, he initiated the Saotome patented 'Cling to the ceiling and hope they don't look up' technique. Not that he was worried even if she did look up, the Umi-sen-ken took care of that problem. Peering down, he panted at what he could see. Jean had just finished shampooing her hair, and was letting the water wash it away. Bubbles traveled down her chest, dripping off the girls petite nipples, with rather large clumps of suds traveling down the valley of her breasts to her stomach.
Nervously, with shaky hands, he raised the camera and took a snap. Then two, then three. The fourth was for prosperity sake, he'd assure you if asked.
He nearly lost his hold on the roof when she bent over, giving him the best view of a girls ass he had ever seen. The fact her slender hands were busy lathering up her expansive body was just icing on the cake.
He took another shot.
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"Hand me the drill." Toad hissed.
Peitro looked left and right, nervously handing the guy the tool. "I don't think I've ever been in here before.. it's weird."
Toad picked up the video camera, hidden cleverly in a small white fire sensor shell. Pressing it up against the wall, he began drilling in the screws. "What?"
"It's the girls locker room man!" Peitro hissed, "You sure this is a good idea? I mean, peeping like this is kinda lame, y'know?" he eyed the nearby showers strangely.
Toad blinked. Peitro, the Speed Demon all around leader of the Brotherhood was asking him if it was a good idea? "Uh.. Nabiki said it would be fun?" he offered lamely. "Do you really care about girls privacy?"
Peitro blinked, the shrugged, "Nah. Hurry up man, we need to jet."
Toad grunted, slamming the front covering over the camera now screwed into the wall. Jumping off his stand, he picked up the chair while Peitro gathered the tools. "Hope this works. That camera took the last of Nabiki's savings to get."
Peitro snorted, "Dude, that girl is evil. I don't care what people say, she's pure freaking evil."
"No arguments from me." Toad grumbled, sighing, "Come on, lets get out of here."
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Ranma breathed a sigh in relief as Jean finally left the bathroom. He didn't know how much longer he could take the torture. He had especially enjoyed the rather thorough toweling she had done. He had always wondered if girls dried their underside, and now he knew they did. He'd be having dreams of that for quite a long time, and he knew it. Good thing he had pictures, just in case his memory failed him.
"Okay baka." he hissed mentally, "You got the prime target. Let's get the hell out of dodge before some one catches us!" making for the door, he almost cried in dismay as the door opened, and Rogue stepped in.
He backed up against the wall as the girl passed by. He almost released a groan as her hand managed to nearly whip the head of his mighty warrior that, even though he was still invisible, was sticking out practically demanding it be 'fed'.
Turning on the bathwater, he sighed once again in relief. At least with the water running and making all that noise, he didn't have to worry about people hearing him breath. Realizing he was stuck in there for yet another bathing session, he figured he might as well make the best of it.
Having seen Rogue in school, and having her for a class, he had learned she was a rather introverted person. The only real friend he knew her to have was that Risty girl, and she scared him with all the pointing and practically shouting out to the world he was 'cute' or 'handsome' or some such crap.
Rogue shimmied out of her clothes, stepping into the bathtub and sitting down. She splashed some hot water across her back, making sure to spread some against the back of the tub, before carefully leaning back. She shivered as her cool smooth skin came into contact with the tub's rough exterior, but that quickly passed as she relaxed into the water.
Seeing her now, with no makeup and still groggy with sleep, he had to admit she possessed a rather rough sexy charm. Not for the first time he wondered why she was always covered up from head to toe in clothes since, especially now that he was getting a prime rate view, she was one sexy girl.
Oh Christ. The way the water was pooling around her breasts, and the heat in his pant was building back up, he was reminded he had a job to do. Taking numerous pictures, he had to stop and bite his finger when the girl began to lather her breasts. Oh dear god, when would the torture freaking end?!?
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Lance pulled the drawer out, thumbing through the folders quickly, "You find it yet?"
"No. Is Nabiki sure it would even be here?" Tabitha grimaced, checking through another file cabinet.
"She said back in Japan they always kept spare answer keys in here. Just in case they lost the Master.. hold up." Lance grinned, pulling out a large folder and thumbing through the papers within. He chuckled, "Got it." grabbing a sheet of paper, he shoved it down his shirt before replacing the folders and shutting the file drawers. "Let's get the heck out of here."
Finding Fred right were they left him, the three teens were ready to take off.
Fred blinked, "Shit."
Down their escape route they could see a flash light coming closer, it's luminescent beam trailing off the walls.
Lance sighed. Nothing was ever easy, was it? "Fred, do you're thing."
"Poor Wilson." Tabitha smirked, showing that she didn't really feel sorry for the guy.
As Old Security Officer Wilson rounded the corner the first, and last, thing he saw was a meaty fist rushing towards his face. Collapsing to the ground, unconscious, the three teenagers ran like hell.
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"Another day, Rogue ole girl. Just keep goin, don't give up." Rogue sighed as she stared at herself in the mirror.
Man, this chick had become so depressing he was starting to feel it. What was her problem, anyway? He didn't know, and at that moment he really didn't care. LEAVE ALREADY! GET OUT! GET OUT! GET.. oh hell.
Kitty phased right through the door, freezing as she caught sight of it's occupant, "Oh! Sorry Rogue, I, like, thought you were out already."
Rogue waved the girls concern off, "I was jus leaving." and so saying, she opened the door and left.
Ranma cursed as the door closed. He couldn't get out in time, and once again he was stuck watching yet another girl bathe.
As Kitty climbed into the tub, he resigned himself to fate. It didn't matter, he guessed. Lance was pretty damn serious about him getting pictures of the girl, and y'know, since he was here he might as well, right?
Kitty reached up, pulling the thing that held her pony tail in place loose, her long beautiful brown hair falling down around her shoulders. He had to admit, she was very pretty, especially with her hair down like that. Cute, but not like baby cute, she possessed a quite charm that he found enticing.
...
Actually it was the way her legs were spread in the clear water, providing him just enough for a peek, and snap, of her nether regions. Lance better be grateful for this. He knew he was.
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Ranma peered down the hallway, carefully moving while pressed up against the wall lest he accidentally bump into some one. Kitty had taken a good thirty minutes to finish bathing, changing, and putting so much make up on he wasn't sure if she didn't have a second skin made of the stuff. He had managed to duck out before another snobby looking girl managed to get in there. He didn't have time to be screwing around.
Slowly, carefully climbing down the stairs, he eyed the area carefully. He knew he was safe from pretty much everyone there, but Xavier with his mind powers might be able to sense him. He didn't want to run that risk, so he decided he had to get out of here, and fast. Passing by the dining room, he almost fell to the floor laughing when he head Jean's voice. "You know, I just can't shake the feeling that Today's going to be a good day."
"Yeah." He snorted inwardly, holding his camera with it's prized microfilm. "Today really is going to be good.. heh." he walked off towards the door.
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Cafeteria; Breakfast time.
Wanda spared the others a curious look. All of them look tired, having stayed up late impatiently waiting for their time to run off and do their thing. Only Ranma wasn't present, but none of them expected him to be, not with his mission in mind.
Nabiki checked over her list, "Okay. The entire football team has a crush on Ms. Perfect." Figured, with her being the head cheerleader. "That's one group we can sell too."
Wanda nodded. She was very thankful they had decided to wait on this until Nabiki and Ranma could at least speak decent enough English so as not to screw everything up. Nabiki had learned quickly, especially with Fred's threat to kiss her all day, every day until she learned. She still had problems with some words, but she was far from the moronic sounding idiot she had been three weeks ago. Too bad Ranma had no such incentive to learn, at least until Tabitha started threatening to 'train' him personally. No one even considered the possibility she meant anything other then strapping him to a bed and whipping him. He learned at a startling pace after that, but like Nabiki, he still confused some words. "Most guys have a thing for Jean. Selling her pictures won't be hard."
Nabiki nodded, "Yeah." she looked over the list, which were filled with various girls names, under which a long list of guys names existed. They didn't know what pictures Ranma was going to get today, so they busied themselves considering the entire thing.
Tabitha yawned, tiredly, "I'm so damn tired." she whined.
Peitro grunted, not bothering to lift his head from the table.
Lance on the other hand wasn't looking tired at all. In fact, he looked rather impatient, "Damn it. Why do we have to wait till lunch for those blasted pictures?!" What if he managed to get Kitty? He'd have to deck him for staring at his girl like that, but not before kissing his feet for all his efforts. ARGH! The wait was maddening!
Toad chuckled nervously, "Heh.. he needs time to make copies of the answer key, and get the film developed. I'd be surprised if he gets here before lunch."
As Lance started growling, the prospect of even having to wait that long pissing him off, Fred reached over and slapped Toad in the back of the head, "Quiet you dumb ass."
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Kurt sighed, eying the Brotherhood's table like he had these past three weeks, ever since Xavier had confirmed the guy was in fact his brother. It sucked, the only family he saw with any regularity didn't even know he was family. He really wished he could talk to him, tell him the truth, but no one had been able to work up the nerve since he found out they had been training to take him down. What do you say to a guy who knows that about you?
Scott grumbled. He too had been watching the Brotherhood, even more then he usually did. The fact Nabiki, and Ranma had been accepted into the fold really grated on his nerves. He couldn't blame them for it, none of them had been exactly friendly to either of them since they arrived. More then once he had tried to talk to him, only to lose his nerve half way there. "I know were suppose to be nice and try to find a way to apologize, but have any of you actually been able to talk to either of them?"
Jean looked up at Scott, then sighed, "I talk to Nabiki everyday. She's pretty much all business, doesn't like to talk about anything else. As for Ranma.. I, eer, haven't thought about it." she lied. She had thought about it, even tried, but she couldn't keep her nerve. She felt like a total heel, what do you say to a guy you've pretty much thought as nothing more then a mindless killer, only changing you're perceptions after you've already pissed him off?
Kitty grumbled, scratching the back of her neck nervously, "I, err, I tried Monday, but I kind of froze up."
Rogue just shook her head. Now that the topic of Ranma had been brought up, she eyed the Brotherhood table looking for the guy. "He's not here today."
Kurt grumbled, "I know. Nabiki is though, maybe he's just sick?"
Evan grunted, "Maybe. Kinda hard to imagine a guy like that bein sick, though."
Scott glanced towards Jean, "With Nabiki getting cozy with them, you think you should keep training her?" He realized, in all likelihood, she'd end up siding with them, which meant they would have to fight her eventually, and he'd rather not deal with a trained Telepath. They were already hard enough, especially since Wanda showed up.
Jean hesitated a second, before shrugging, "It's Xavier's orders. I can't stop."
Scott sighed. He was about to say something, but stopped as Risty came up to the table. "Hey Risty." he waved.
Risty waved back, looking a little down, "Hey guys." she took her seat next to Rogue, flopping her bag to the ground, tiredly.
Rogue eyed the girl, "Somethin wrong?"
"It's nothin.." she chuckled weakly at the 'Who you kiddin?' look Rogue flashed at her, "Alright. I'm just sad Ranma didn't show up for school."
Evan blinked, eyeing the girl curiously, "Eh? Why? You got something for him?"
Risty preened, eyes sparkling, "Oh, he's so cute! He's so nice, I just love being around him."
Rogue blinked, "You talk to him?"
Risty nodded, "Yeah, since last week." he sighed dreamily, "Y'know, he was hard to understand at first, but his English has gotten so much better. I swear, if he doesn't have a girlfriend by the end of the week, I'm asking him out."
Jean winced, "Uh, Risty, that might not be a good idea."
Risty blinked, "Oh? Why?" she scowled playfully, "Don't tell me you've got your eyes set on him?"
Scott nearly went into a coughing fit at that, "WHAT!?"
Jean blushed, waving her arms defensively, "It's not like that!"
Rogue chuckled, eyebrow rising curiously, "You sure are lookin flushed there, Jean. You hidin somethin from us?"
"Hey!" Jean sniffed, nose raised high, "I'll have you know I already have a boyfriend."
Risty grinned, "Good." leaning over, she wrapped her arm around Rogue's shoulder, pulling her into a hug, "Then you won't mind if me and Rogue take him out this weekend?"
"What the? Why me?" Rogue blanched, as all the guys turned to stare at her curiously she thanked her lucky stars she had so much make up on, else they see her blush.
"Oh, come on Rogue." Risty whined playfully, "Guy like that, how could some one like plain old me even hold his interest?"
Rogue snorted, "I'd think one girl would be enough."
"Ooooh! You're no fun." Risty pouted, "At least you'd get to know the guy. You haven't done anything but glare at him since he first got here."
"Hey.." Rogue winced. She hadn't been glaring at him all this time, at least, she didn't think she was.
"I'm not taking no for an answer, Rogue, you're coming if he says yes, or I'll.. I'll.. I don't know what I'll do, but it'll be embarrassing!" Risty crowed.
Rogue rolled her eyes. Damn that girl could get wired up, "Fine. If he says yes." and she doubted he would, really doubted he would.
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Ranma stepped into the class, looking flushed, his hair damp from a recent shower. "Oh, damn, sorry I'm late."
Ms. Thornstad looked at the clock, then back at the boy, "Twenty minutes late, Mr. Saotome." she sighed, "I want to speak with you after class. Go ahead and take you seat."
"Sure thing, teach." Ranma grunted, moving through the class. He blinked when Risty winked at him, but waved it off as nothing. He had more important things on his mind, anyway.
Sliding into his seat, he reached into his bag and pulled out a thick vanilla folder, handing it to Nabiki.
Nabiki glanced to him, then inspected the folder. OH MAMA! These pictures were even more risqué then anything she had ever taken in Furikan! Holy shit, what a close up! "Ranma... why are you so late? It's almost lunch." she switched to Japanese, lest some one hear them.
Ranma turned a blank gaze towards the girl, before biting off sarcastically, "Gee Nabs, I dunno. I was stuck all mornin checkin out hot chicks touchin and rubbin their bodies. Gee, where the heck do you think I was?"
Nabiki blanched, "Too much info, way too much."
"Pfeh, I'm only human." he defended himself lamely. Truth be told, after he got that little bit out of his system, he seriously debated just burning the damn pictures. He didn't like it when Nabiki took snap shots of him in the past, and these pictures were even worse. "Nabs, do you think you can just forget the whole picture thing?"
"Don't go growing a conscious on me, Saotome." Nabiki snapped, "We're out of money. It's either this, or we starve."
"I know but.." he sighed, "Yeah, I know. Forget I said anythin."
Nabiki shrugged, "Hey, I'll meet you in the Cafeteria after Thornstad finishes with you."
"Kay."
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"I'm very impressed with the amount of effort you've put forth into learning English, Ranma. You've done well, and you're a good student. Can you please try not to be so late anymore? It sets a bad example for the children." Thornstad explained with a warm smile.
"I understand, teach." Ranma bowed, "Somethin came up by surprise, its no excuse, I know, I'll try my best in tha future."
"That's all I ask." she waved him off, "Go to lunch. I'll see you tomorrow."
Ranma nodded, shouldering his back and leaving the room. Man, he was hungry. He couldn't wait to sit down with his friends and eat. Hmm.. wonder if Lance has seen those pictures of Kitty yet?
"Ranma!"
Ranma blinked, glancing over his shoulder. "Uh.. Risty?" He had actually met and talked to the girl a bit last week, she was nice enough he guessed. He idly noticed Rogue approaching with the girl, though her eyes were focusing more on the lockers then him.
"Hey! We waited for you." she grinned, "What did Thornstad say?"
He shrugged, "Same thing she always does. Don't be late." he eyed the girl seriously. Damn it, he was hungry. "I was about to go eat, so.."
Risty blinked, then grinned, "You don't say. Hey, there's something I want to talk to you about, you mind sitting with us for lunch this time?"
"Uh.. gee.. I dunno." He knew Risty sat with the X-men, and while there hadn't been much tension between him and them, he really didn't want to get involved with them. When Rogue looked up from the wall, her eyes locking onto his, he felt his resolve crumble. "Ah.. why not?" he sighed. Damn he felt so god damn guilty about peeping, argh!
Rogue blinked, actually surprised. She had given Risty's chances of him agreeing to eat with them a billion to one for it to actually work. "You sure?"
Risty elbowed her in the ribs, "He said yes, didn't he?" she giggled, "Don't go making him reconsider!"
Ranma laughed nervously, "Alright.. let's go, I'm starving."
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Peitro frowned as Ranma passed them right by, following after that Risty chick and Rogue to the X-man's table, "What's that idiot doing?"
Wanda looked up from the pictures she had been scanning through. She had to admit, Ranma had gotten some rather juicy ones. "Nabiki?"
Nabiki frowned. The jock knew she needed him, especially today of all days when they had planned to start selling their goods. What could have caused him to go away like that? Watching as the X-men looked up in surprise at their guest, she noticed Rogue thumb towards Risty, who only smiled cutely. Ah it figures, that jock was such a pushover when it came to girls giving him the cute look. She sighed, deciding to cover for him, "I told him to sit there."
Fred blinked, "Uh.. what?"
Peitro scowled, "Why?" Last thing they needed was the X-freaks bothering their friend. It wasn't a hidden fact they were interested in him as a potential member for the X-team.
Nabiki shrugged, "I did it so when the pictures start circulating, they won't suspect he's the one who's selling it, and by association, he didn't take it. Covering our tracks, you see?"
Lance didn't see much of anything, he was chuckling madly, practically frothing at the mouth with the Kitty pictures in his greasy little palms.
"All right guys." Nabiki grinned, pooling out envelopes, made crudely from sheets of paper, "You know who to ask. Remember, clothed pictures are five dollars, cleavage showing is twenty, full nude is thirty. You guys got that?"
Fred scratched his head, "Y'know, why would anyone buy the normal pictures?"
Wanda snorted, "Because men are cowards."
Tabitha grinned, "What she's trying to say is, most guys don't have the guts to ask girls for a picture, or too stupid to take one themselves."
Toad grunted, "Makes sense."
"To you it does." Peitro rolled his eyes, snatching an envelope from Nabiki's hand, "I'm out. See you guys after school." They had all agreed not to meet up again during Lunch, just why he didn't know, and he didn't care either.
Nabiki grinned as the guys each took an envelope and departed. She made a mental note that Lance had pocketed two full nude pics of Kitty. You could bet your ass it was coming out of his cut. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a tiny digital camcorder tape, handing it to Tabitha, "Time to do your stuff. The tape needs changing in the girls showers."
Tabitha grunted, grabbing the tape, "Hey.. are we going to put camera's up in the guy's locker room?"
Wanda smirked, "Money doesn't discriminate against sex, Tabs. We're just not going to tell the guys."
"I get ya." she grinned, taking off.
"You know, this is pretty evil." Wanda commented casually.
"Yeah." Nabiki grinned, "You know you're cute when you say stuff like that."
Wanda blanched, "Hey.."
"Kidding." Nabiki waved her panicky look off as nothing, "Come on. We got some midterm test answers to sell."
"Right."
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Ranma tried, oh how he tried to ignore all the looks. Especially from the girls. What were the odds the very same girls he had seen naked this morning would be the exact three he was sitting with? Hell would be preferable then this. The guys were trying to be cool about it, only casually glancing at him, which he guessed was okay, but what made the situation nearly unbearable was Risty, her and her billion questions. They were mainly harmless like, what's his favorite food, color, crap like that, but it still annoyed him.
"So.. Ranma.." Risty took a pause to drink her milk, "You seeing anyone?"
Ranma blinked. Okay, that wasn't something he expected to hear. "Eh.. nope." he shrugged.
"Really.. no cute girls waiting at home?" Risty grinned, leaning in close, "What about those three girls you always eat lunch with? Hmm? Not interested in them, are you?"
Ranma frowned. "Uh, no." he shrugged, "Not my type, really."
Risty grinned. Ah yes, the juicy stuff was coming next, "What kind of girl is you're type?"
Scott winced. The guy walked right into that one.
Jean looked on amused. This was bound to be good. Ah ha! She was right! Today was going to be a good day!
Kitty really had to hand it to Risty. The girl knew how to bait a guy in just the right way.
"Eh.." He picked up a rather large clump of rice, popping it into his mouth and chewing slowly, really slowly as he tried to think of a way out of that. Glancing around, he wanted to sigh, everyone was looking at him expectantly. What to say, what to say.. eh.. why not, "Eh, guess my ideal girl would be.. gee." he hrmmed, "Red. Yeah, red hair." he was completely oblivious to Jeans blush, and Scott's scowl, "Cute, y'know, but not vain enough to really care about it."
Kurt wondered why he felt like running all of a sudden. Peering over, he blanched at how hard Scott's fists were shaking. Uh-oh.
He looked over the table, spotting Kitty, "Kinda styled likes hers. Soft, y'know, kinda compliments the whole picture."
Kitty blinked, subconsciously petting her hair.
"Strong, athletic, smart and uh.." he hmmed, eyeing Rogue. "With eyes like hers. Serious, but holdin a kinda longing tenderness."
Risty grinned, reaching over and elbowing Rogue in the ribs.
Rogue rolled her eyes.
"I dunno really." he shrugged, "Just some one who's willing to accept me for who I am, I don't really care about anything else."
Risty hmmed. "That's cool. Hey, you doing anything Saturday?"
Rogue sighed. Here it came, the pitch.
Ranma shrugged, shaking his head, "Just some martial arts training with the guys in the morning, I'm free the rest of the day. Why?"
"So.. you're free to go on a date with me and Rogue?"
Ranma blinked, eyeing Rogue who simply shrugged in response, before turning back to Risty. A date? Why the hell would he want to go on a date, and with two girls no less? He wasn't Kuno! Turning back to Rogue, he stared, longer then he meant too really, since the girl stared back at him weirdly. Finally, his guilt over the whole pictures thing rearing it's ugly head, he nodded, "Sure."
Risty grinned, "Yes!" she whispered to herself, though rather loudly. The bell for lunch to end rang right then, startling the girl badly, "Oh god.. I'm going to be late!" she jumped up, grabbing her bad. JROTC was all the way on the other side of the school, she'd have to run her ass off if she was going to make it, "We'll talk later! Bye!"
Ranma blinked, watching the girl run off quickly.
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School came to an end rather quickly for one girl, and it ended on a very happy note.
Nabiki couldn't get the smirk off her face. After tallying up the totals from the pictures, which sold like hot cakes, they ended up with four hundred and seventy five dollars. Midterms sold for fifty bucks each, earning them three hundred and fifty dollars, with five sells pending once they got the cash. All that, and only a half days worth of work! Ah! She loved America.
"Take it we did good?" Tabitha hmmed knowingly.
"Good. We did great!" Nabiki cackled, "Eight hundred and twenty five dollars." Who knew American students carried so much cash on them!
Wanda hmmed, closing her locker, "Not bad."
Peitro grinned, "Man, we can live like kings with that kinda cash."
"I'm just happy no ones caught us yet." Toad stuttered nervously, eyeing the crowded hallways lest certain people jump them for revenge. Most of the people they had sold pictures too knew they would get their asses kicked if they told where they got it from, but there was always a chance some one squealed like a girl.
Lance crumbled his coca-cola, "Wonder how much trouble those pictures are going to cause."
Nabiki sighed, then shrugged, "Enough I suppose."
Fred eyed his friends warily. "Hey.. where's Ranma?"
Nabiki waved the guys concern off, "He got stuck after class. He'll be here soon."
Tabitha grinned, "That guy.. I swear, I'm glad I'm not living at Xavier's anymore. If he can managed those kinds of pictures, I'd hate to see what he'd get on me." she smirked then. She knew of some girls that did weird things in the bathroom, she was one of them.
Wanda didn't even want to respond to that one. Instead, she grimaced, "Princess incoming, three o'clock."
Jean strolled up to the group, her ever present friendly smile present for all too see, "Nabiki, you ready to go practice?"
"Sure." she turned to her friends, "I'll see you guys tonight."
"Later." Peitro waved her off.
Jean ignored the glares tossed her way by everyone else. She really didn't like them, and they knew it. They were technically enemies, after all.
As Jean and Nabiki walked away, neither got ten steps before a crazed furious scream rended the air.
"JEAN!" Duncan screamed, pushing his way through the crowds of kids.
Nabiki almost winced when she noticed him carrying certain risqué photos. She knew Jean would get some flack for it, but not this soon!
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Scott eyed Cody, a football player who was his best 'human' friend. "You have what of Jean?"
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Ranma sighed. Man, what is it with teachers always asking him to stay after class? God he hated school.
"Yo! Ranma!"
"Eh.." he looked back, catching sight of Matthew, one of his classmates from speech class, come running up. "Hey."
Matthew grinned. Okay, they weren't really friends, in fact they hardly knew each other, but he was way to excited to care about that at this point. "Dude, you're never going to believe what I've got." he flashed some pictures in his face.
With out even needing to look, he knew what he had. Ah, this was going to be fun.. yeah right.
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Rogue grumbled, "Risty, I don't think we're going to find him." Seriously. School had already been out fifteen minutes. No way was a guy like Ranma going to hang around longer the he had too. She was still a bit off balanced by the fact he had agreed to go on a date with the two of them, but even more weirded out was the fact he was staring at her while answering that question.
Risty peered down the halls, frowning, "We will find.. AH HA!" she preened, pointing down the Science Hall. There, at the far end, she could see Ranma giving Matthew a weird look.
Practically dragging Rogue, who had suddenly felt like being some where else, Risty snuck up behind the two men.
"You've got what now?" Ranma asked, confused.
"Naked Rogue pictures!!"
"Eh.."
Risty and Rogue blinked.
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The crowds around them stopped and looked on. What the heck was going on?
"Duncan!" Jean startled. She had never seen him look so angry before, "What's wrong?"
Duncan stomped up in front of her, scowling angrily with a small stack of photo's in his hand, "What's wrong? WHAT'S WRONG!?" he slammed the pictures down, which flew off in every direction.
Jeans eyes widened at the sight. Those were pictures of her! Oh dear god, those were pictures of her in the shower! "What the hell?!?"
"You slut!" Duncan screamed, "There's pictures floating everywhere! Of you, and other girls from that damn school! Jesus Christ, you stupid bitch, what the hell were you thinking??!"
Nabiki scowled, stepping in-between Duncan and Jean, glaring heatedly at the jock, "Piss off, ass."
Duncan glared at the girl, but didn't seem willing to even stick around, "Whatever! We are so OVER!" he turned around, stomping away angrily, the crowd parting like a wave. Jean leaned down, picking up a few of the photos and taking a closer look. They were damning. Oh dear god, who the hell took these pictures?!?!
"Jean..." Nabiki tried to appear sorry for the girl..
"I got to go." Jean shuddered, obvious tears pooling around her eyes as she turned around and ran for it.
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Scott froze up, "What the hell is this?!?"
Cody grinned, "Cool, huh? Man there's pictures floating everywhere. She's so damn fine, just look at those breasts!" he leaned forward to point it out, only to wince when Scott forcibly pushed him away. "The hell man? That's mine!"
"Not anymore it isn't! Piss off!"
Cody shrugged. He had like three other pictures, "Whatever man." he stepped back, and away.
Scott glared at the guy as he left, before turning back to the picture and gulping. He traced his fingers over the picture, mumbling, "My precious."
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Ranma waved the guy off, "Whatever. I'm not inta that kind of thing."
Matthew rolled his eyes, pulling the struggling martial artist into a head lock while practically shoving the pictures in his face, "Whatever you damn liar. You know she's hot, see? Never seen a finer pair of breasts!"
Rogue shuddered. What the fuck? He didn't really have pictures of her, did he? Not willing to just stand there like an idiot and wonder, she stomped forward and grabbed the pictures, ripping them from his hands forcibly. Matthew unprepared for it, couldn't hold on to the pictures, and they fell from his hands, scattering about everywhere. "Oh shit, Rogue.. uh.. it's not what it.."
Rogue only needed a glance at the pictures to know that they were in fact pictures of her naked. Scrambling to the ground, she ignored Matthew as she hurriedly began to pick the pictures up. Her face was scrunched up, as if she was fighting to control her rage, or her tears, Ranma didn't know which for sure.
"Oh my god!" Risty gasped, quickly following Rogue down to the ground and grabbing pictures. Matthew took one look at the girls, winced, and ran like a chicken.
Ranma winced. Oh Christ. He leaned down to help, only managing to grab one picture when Rogue screamed, "LEAVE IT ALONE! DON'T TOUCH IT!"
Shocked, he stood up, that one picture still held firmly in hand. Rogue struggled to her feet. It was here he learned the truth, she wasn't holding in rage, but tears. He could clearly see them in her eyes, those horrified eyes that stared back in his own. Oh Jesus.
Rogue snatched the picture from his hand, before taking off in a run, busting through crowds of kids in her desperate search to escape.
"Rogue!" Risty screamed, following after the girl. She spared Ranma an apologetic glance, before focusing the entirety of her attention on chasing the fleeing girl.
Ranma winced. This.. this was all his fault.
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Logan zipped up his jacket. Yep, a nice leisurely ride would do him good. Despite everything that happened nearly three weeks ago, he was still tense. Doubt he'd change until the kid finally made up his mind.
Storm came in from the living room, blinking, "Ah, Logan? Going for a ride."
"Yup." he grunted, patting his pants and making sure his bike keys were on him. Lifting up his helmet, he slung it over his shoulder, "I'll see you in a few hours.
Storm waved casually, "Al.."
Rogue slammed through the front door, stopping right in front of Storm and Logan. Some tears had managed to escape in her mad run home, she looked flushed and really really pissed off. Standing still for only a second, she blasted around them, both too stunned by her sudden appearance to even stop her.
As Risty came running by, Logan seemed to get his thoughts back in order, reaching out and grabbing her by the arm roughly, "Kid, what's going on?"
Risty struggled to break Logan's hold, but she had neither the strength nor the leverage, "Please! Let me go!"
Storm frowned, "Child, what happened to Rogue?"
"There.. there's pictures of her floating around school! Naked pictures! Please, let me go!" Risty pleaded desperately
Storm blinked, "What the.."
Logan was stunned once again by that revelation. Oh my fucking god. He let Risty go, who raced up the stairs after Rogue.
They didn't have much time to think about what happened when Jean came running in, slamming the door behind her. She turn and started to run, only to get caught by Logan as she ran by. She looked just as bad as Rogue did. "What happened, Jean?"
Jean screamed, "MY LIFE IS OVER!" breaking Logan's hold on her, she turned back and ran, unaware of the photo's that had fallen from her hand as she ran off.
Storm watched her go up, wincing as the sound of a door slamming reached her ears. "Oh dear.."
Xavier came rolling in from the dining room, just in time to see Jean run up stairs, "Logan? Storm? What's all the racket?"
Logan eyed the photo on the ground, leaning down and picking it up. He only got to stare for a second until Storm ripped the picture from him, scowling angrily. "Hey.." It's not like he meant to look. He was just curious! And god damn, Jean was certainly a healthy girl!
Storm eyed the picture, "Oh dear, it happened to her too!"
Xaiver didn't have a clue, "What happened? What's going on?"
"There appears to be naked pictures of Jean and Rogue filtering around school. The girls found out about it, and are naturally upset." Storm explained calmly. She had to remain calm, even if she felt like tracking every student down and launching lightning bolts up their ass until she found out who spread the pictures, and then she'd send a hurricane up their ass. No, she had to remain calm, else her control would be lost..
Xavier blanched. "What the..."
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"HAH! Did you see the look on her face?!?" Peitro roared.
Wanda had felt an odd sense of joy at what happened to Jean, but that was far outweighed by the notion she had gone too far. If what they did was so funny, why did she feel like shit?
Tabitha was oddly enough in key with Wanda's thoughts.
Lance was strangely silent. Not like he had to worry about anything, he had made damn sure no Kitty pictures were sold, all those yummy ones going directly to him.
Fred chortled, "Man, I thought she was going to cry right there!"
Toad nervously nodded, "Yeah, she looked pissed, I mean really pissed."
Nabiki just stared at the ceiling. This wasn't the first time she had to do this. Her time in Furikan had really showed her what was needed to be successful in this business. She felt pity for the girls, and no small amount of guilt, but if she were to survive in this dog eat dog world, other people had to suffer. She didn't like that fact of life, but she accepted it.
Ranma hadn't come home yet, not that she could blame him either. He always had a conscious, and if the grapevine was to be believed, he was there when that Rogue girl found out about it. No doubt he was sitting some where sulking and blaming himself for everything.
"Forget it." Nabiki waved it off, "She can get pissed off all she wants. We're not in this for nice toasty feelings." she eyed Wanda and Tabitha, "We're in this for survival kiddos. We need money, it's as simple as that.”
Wanda shrugged. She may feel bad about it, but she was far from repentant. For a girl who's planning to kill her own father, that wasn't to be expected.
Tabitha shrugged, "Hey, I wasn't kidding about joining this little thing. I'm in it for the long run."
Nabiki nodded, "Right. Let's get to work on tomorrow's sales."
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There was little she could think of, only the raging anger, the mindless horror, the overwhelming need to just hide under a rock for the rest of her sad pathetic pitiful life. Hugging the pillow tightly to her chest, Rogue was in the figurative Hell on Earth. Not only had naked pictures some how been taken of her, but they were spread around school for anyone and everyone to see. How long had they been circulating? How long had people been staring at her with the picture of her naked in their minds? Even worse, a person she rarely knew but was striving to like, if for no better reason then him being his adopted brother, had seen those pictures. He saw her naked, he saw everything about her, and he looked disgusted by what he saw. She could see it in his eyes, when he was standing their, looking at her.
"Rogue.." Risty whispered, comfortingly patting her back. She didn't know what to say, didn't know what to do. Nothing like this had ever happened to her, or anyone she knew. Leaning over her friends body, she laid her head comfortingly on her shoulder, "It's okay Rogue. I'm here, I'm still your friend."
Rogue proved once and for all, right there, she could cry.
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Xavier sighed, "Yes, thank you Mr. Kelly. I'm sure you'll do everything in your power to clear this mess up." he nodded, "Good bye." before hanging up the phone. Reaching over, he picked up the picture Jean had dropped and frowned. He didn't stare at the naked body, but at the area surrounding it.
"What's going on, Chuck?" Logan frowned. Some one had hurt two of their kids, and he was just waiting for a name to go kick some ass.
"The principal assured me he'll get to the bottom of this.. but.." he dropped the picture on his desk, "This picture was taken here. Some one in this house took it, and then spread it."
Storm frowned, "How can you be sure?"
"The area surrounding Jean is the girls upstairs bathroom." he turned towards the window, staring outside at the foliage, "I'm having Hank look over the security tapes for the last two weeks, but I doubt he'll find anything. Some of these pictures are rather damning, and taken in such a way that some one had to be in the room actually aiming the camera."
Logan grunted, "I don't know anyone here who could get away with that. Jean an Rogue ain't the type to model like that."
"I know. That's what perplexes me." Xavier turned back, staring at the picture sitting on his desk, "It's obvious they didn't know these pictures were being taken, it it had to be some one who could become invisible." he scratched his head, "That rules out everyone. No one here can do that..."
"An outside force?" Storm raised an eyebrow.
"But who?" Logan blinked, "None of Magneto's kids can turn invisible like that. And you woulda told us if Cerebro detected a new mutant running around.."
"I don't know, Logan." Xavier sighed, "But we'll get to the bottom of this..." he sighed, “I’m more concerned about the fact some one was able to infiltrate, with out even so much as tripping an alarm.” Left out was the thought of what this really represented. Whoever did this could easily slit their throats while they slept.
"I told you we needed better security.” Logan grunted. Damn, he hated being right.
“I know.” he sighed, “Thank whoever is watching over us this happened, instead of some getting hurt physically.”
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To be continued ( Yeah)
AN: Well, that started off as fun, and quickly became serious towards the end. Hope you enjoy it!
I've included a small script from my outline. When I reread it, I thought it was funny for some reason (My brain is sleep starved). It actually changed in the text, since Jean didn't even stay to explain what happened, but that's understandable since when I write outlines I'm not thinking about the emotions of a character until I'm actually writing them.
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Until Rogue surprises the shit out of Storm and Logan, blasting past them as in a run to her room, Risty running by only to get caught by logan.
Questions start coming, and Risty explains what happened, and all that.
Storm's like WTF
Logan's like OMFG
They let Risty go.
Jean comes in, tears and shit.
Xavier comes rolling in, wondering what's going on.
Jean tells him all about it, with Logan supplying evidence it happened to rogue, too.
Xavier's like WTF
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Heh. The match up poll has changed, but I'm way too tired to post the updates this chapter (two in one sitting, give me a break). Anyway, that's all peeps. Note for you Emma fans, you'll get to read the beginnings of her entrance in either the next chapter, or the chapter after that.
Written By: Matdeception
Ranma 1/2 Notes: Takes place after the Manga
X-Men: Evolution Notes: Time line all screwed up. Taking place during the second season, 'The heX factor' episode happened before Angel Wings, and Rogue only barely met Risty. Live with it.
Disclaimer: I do not write using the aforementioned series in an attempt to steal, discredit, or defame said series or their characters. I write to pay homage to the original creators, as well as improve upon my own dim writing ability. Not now, nor ever will this fan fiction be used to gain monetary value at the expense of said creators intellectual properties.
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Chapter 10: He’s a guy, a stupid retarded guy, but he’s still a guy.
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Hopping up on the wall, he carefully examined the large courtyard below. The sun hadn't risen, and it wasn't going to for awhile yet. Typical for this time of night, the yard was empty, not even so much as a cricket emitting it's annoying call. Looking up to the house, he breathed a sigh in relief. No lights were on, which meant he had time to get in position.
Leaping forward, he snagged the branch of a tree, using it to propel himself forward to another tree. Eyeing the upstairs windows, he couldn't help but grin when he found one open. Running up the branch, he leapt in the air, flipping over before landing silently on the veranda. Hopping up to it's railing, he scaled the side of the building until he reached the open window. Taking in a deep, shuddering breath, he slipped in.
The room was perhaps the strangest he had ever seen in his life. Filled to the brim with all kinds of plants and foliage he had never seen before, it was practically a forest in there. Eying a bonsai plant curiously, he crept into the room slowly. Carefully, as not to make a sound, he opened the door and peered out into the long empty hallway.
Slipping out, he closed the door silently behind him. Hugging the walls, he crept down to the next room. Expanding his senses, he couldn't help but grin when he felt the familiar aura of the red head within. Good, he was in the right general area. Hopping across the hall, he began to quickly open and shut doors, all the while remaining as silent as he possibly could. Before too long he found what he was looking for, a rather large bathroom filled with numerous tooth brushes, hair brushes, and boxes upon boxes of makeup. A girls bathroom if he ever found one.
Sneaking in, he closed the door behind him carefully. Now he just had to wait. Dropping his invisibility field, he tore off the black mask he wore. Ranma eyed the room, walking back and forth as he examined the walls, where the bathtub was, and considered the best possible angles. He nodded, choosing the corner that incorporated a clean line of sight to the bath tub, and the sink. Pulling his mask back on, he once again invoked the Umi-sen-ken, Shooting Star Defense cloth, and vanished from sight.
Now he had only to keep his nerve and wait. Man, Nabiki's a sneaky little girl if you asked him.
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Fred looked up and down the long, dark deserted Hallways of Bayville High. Some might wonder what a poor student like him would be doing at school in the middle of the night, and he would probably deck them for annoying him. "It's clear." he whispered, his thick deep voice echoing down the halls.
Tabitha rounded the corner, with Lance in tow, stopping at the door labeled "Administrative Records" . "Good. Keep an eye out Freddy. We'll be done lickety split."
Lance grimaced as he turned the doorknob, finding it locked. He hadn't expected anything less, but one could hope, right? "Locked. You bring the tools?"
Tabitha nodded, fishing a long slim metal sheet from within her shirt. "That cop is going to be pissed when he finds this thing missing."
Lance grabbed the slim Jim. He didn't care what the hell that idiot cop was going to feel like, his mind focused on the task at hand. Pressing the end through the tiny slit in the door, he began trying to pop the lock.
"Nabiki's smart." Fred hissed, retaining look out.
Lance grunted, "Yeah, she is." he wouldn't have thought of this in a million years. If he had only thought of this sooner, rather thing pissing Kitty off when he had been trying to steal those test answers, maybe she'd be with him now?
"Quiet." Tabitha hissed, "What's taking so long, Lance?"
A subtle, if entirely noisy popping noise sounded from the lock, the noise echoing down the long dark halls. Freezing, the three teenagers nervously strained their senses, to pick up any sign old Security Guard Wilson had heard it.
After awhile, Fred breathed a sigh of relief, "Clear. Hurry up and get the stuff!"
Tabitha and Lance needed no motivation to do just that, slipping into the room.
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Okay, maybe this was a bad idea. He sighed, his nerve finally failing. Moving towards the door, he wanted nothing more then to get the heck out of dodge before they figured out he was here. If they found him, they'd ask questions, and he'd die of embarrassment if he told them the truth. Or the girls would kill him, either way, he was a dead man.
Just as he was about to reach exit, the door opened, the beautiful red head Jean stepped in, wearing a pink silky bathrobe that did little to cover her long smooth legs, quietly closing the door softly behind her.
Ranma gulped, grateful for his father's invisibility technique. He pressed up against the wall as she moved deeper into the bathroom. Even though she had just woken up, he was amazed at how cute she looked. A natural beauty, she certainly didn't need any make up. Man, Duncan was one lucky son of a bitch!
Jean reached into the bath tub, turning the faucet on, a barrage of cool water shooting from its nozzle. She passed her hand through the steady steam, gasping cutely, "Oh! Cold." Pulling back, she reached up and began to remove her robe.
Ranma watched, transfixed as she lowered her pink robe to the floor. Smooth alabaster skin, plentiful breasts, with long shapely legs and the best ass he could ever remember seeing. He wanted to cry against the world when his little warrior began to stir. With such distractions, he was very thankful the water shooting from the faucet created a blanket of sound in the room, masking his own heated breathing from detection.
Stepping into the tub, Jean reached over and closed the sliding door, effectively blocking his vision. Shortly there after, the shower turned on.
He was torn between the desire to just run the hell away, the fear of Nabiki's wrath should he fell, and his growing curiosity at just what the girl was doing behind that misty glass. He wasn't blind, nor was he made of rock. He was a man damn it, and just like any other man he was driven, if only rarely, by the lustful desire to see more, to risk detection just for a look see at what the girl had to offer.
Besides, he had this camera and he aimed to use it!
Jumping up, he initiated the Saotome patented 'Cling to the ceiling and hope they don't look up' technique. Not that he was worried even if she did look up, the Umi-sen-ken took care of that problem. Peering down, he panted at what he could see. Jean had just finished shampooing her hair, and was letting the water wash it away. Bubbles traveled down her chest, dripping off the girls petite nipples, with rather large clumps of suds traveling down the valley of her breasts to her stomach.
Nervously, with shaky hands, he raised the camera and took a snap. Then two, then three. The fourth was for prosperity sake, he'd assure you if asked.
He nearly lost his hold on the roof when she bent over, giving him the best view of a girls ass he had ever seen. The fact her slender hands were busy lathering up her expansive body was just icing on the cake.
He took another shot.
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"Hand me the drill." Toad hissed.
Peitro looked left and right, nervously handing the guy the tool. "I don't think I've ever been in here before.. it's weird."
Toad picked up the video camera, hidden cleverly in a small white fire sensor shell. Pressing it up against the wall, he began drilling in the screws. "What?"
"It's the girls locker room man!" Peitro hissed, "You sure this is a good idea? I mean, peeping like this is kinda lame, y'know?" he eyed the nearby showers strangely.
Toad blinked. Peitro, the Speed Demon all around leader of the Brotherhood was asking him if it was a good idea? "Uh.. Nabiki said it would be fun?" he offered lamely. "Do you really care about girls privacy?"
Peitro blinked, the shrugged, "Nah. Hurry up man, we need to jet."
Toad grunted, slamming the front covering over the camera now screwed into the wall. Jumping off his stand, he picked up the chair while Peitro gathered the tools. "Hope this works. That camera took the last of Nabiki's savings to get."
Peitro snorted, "Dude, that girl is evil. I don't care what people say, she's pure freaking evil."
"No arguments from me." Toad grumbled, sighing, "Come on, lets get out of here."
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Ranma breathed a sigh in relief as Jean finally left the bathroom. He didn't know how much longer he could take the torture. He had especially enjoyed the rather thorough toweling she had done. He had always wondered if girls dried their underside, and now he knew they did. He'd be having dreams of that for quite a long time, and he knew it. Good thing he had pictures, just in case his memory failed him.
"Okay baka." he hissed mentally, "You got the prime target. Let's get the hell out of dodge before some one catches us!" making for the door, he almost cried in dismay as the door opened, and Rogue stepped in.
He backed up against the wall as the girl passed by. He almost released a groan as her hand managed to nearly whip the head of his mighty warrior that, even though he was still invisible, was sticking out practically demanding it be 'fed'.
Turning on the bathwater, he sighed once again in relief. At least with the water running and making all that noise, he didn't have to worry about people hearing him breath. Realizing he was stuck in there for yet another bathing session, he figured he might as well make the best of it.
Having seen Rogue in school, and having her for a class, he had learned she was a rather introverted person. The only real friend he knew her to have was that Risty girl, and she scared him with all the pointing and practically shouting out to the world he was 'cute' or 'handsome' or some such crap.
Rogue shimmied out of her clothes, stepping into the bathtub and sitting down. She splashed some hot water across her back, making sure to spread some against the back of the tub, before carefully leaning back. She shivered as her cool smooth skin came into contact with the tub's rough exterior, but that quickly passed as she relaxed into the water.
Seeing her now, with no makeup and still groggy with sleep, he had to admit she possessed a rather rough sexy charm. Not for the first time he wondered why she was always covered up from head to toe in clothes since, especially now that he was getting a prime rate view, she was one sexy girl.
Oh Christ. The way the water was pooling around her breasts, and the heat in his pant was building back up, he was reminded he had a job to do. Taking numerous pictures, he had to stop and bite his finger when the girl began to lather her breasts. Oh dear god, when would the torture freaking end?!?
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Lance pulled the drawer out, thumbing through the folders quickly, "You find it yet?"
"No. Is Nabiki sure it would even be here?" Tabitha grimaced, checking through another file cabinet.
"She said back in Japan they always kept spare answer keys in here. Just in case they lost the Master.. hold up." Lance grinned, pulling out a large folder and thumbing through the papers within. He chuckled, "Got it." grabbing a sheet of paper, he shoved it down his shirt before replacing the folders and shutting the file drawers. "Let's get the heck out of here."
Finding Fred right were they left him, the three teens were ready to take off.
Fred blinked, "Shit."
Down their escape route they could see a flash light coming closer, it's luminescent beam trailing off the walls.
Lance sighed. Nothing was ever easy, was it? "Fred, do you're thing."
"Poor Wilson." Tabitha smirked, showing that she didn't really feel sorry for the guy.
As Old Security Officer Wilson rounded the corner the first, and last, thing he saw was a meaty fist rushing towards his face. Collapsing to the ground, unconscious, the three teenagers ran like hell.
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"Another day, Rogue ole girl. Just keep goin, don't give up." Rogue sighed as she stared at herself in the mirror.
Man, this chick had become so depressing he was starting to feel it. What was her problem, anyway? He didn't know, and at that moment he really didn't care. LEAVE ALREADY! GET OUT! GET OUT! GET.. oh hell.
Kitty phased right through the door, freezing as she caught sight of it's occupant, "Oh! Sorry Rogue, I, like, thought you were out already."
Rogue waved the girls concern off, "I was jus leaving." and so saying, she opened the door and left.
Ranma cursed as the door closed. He couldn't get out in time, and once again he was stuck watching yet another girl bathe.
As Kitty climbed into the tub, he resigned himself to fate. It didn't matter, he guessed. Lance was pretty damn serious about him getting pictures of the girl, and y'know, since he was here he might as well, right?
Kitty reached up, pulling the thing that held her pony tail in place loose, her long beautiful brown hair falling down around her shoulders. He had to admit, she was very pretty, especially with her hair down like that. Cute, but not like baby cute, she possessed a quite charm that he found enticing.
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Actually it was the way her legs were spread in the clear water, providing him just enough for a peek, and snap, of her nether regions. Lance better be grateful for this. He knew he was.
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Ranma peered down the hallway, carefully moving while pressed up against the wall lest he accidentally bump into some one. Kitty had taken a good thirty minutes to finish bathing, changing, and putting so much make up on he wasn't sure if she didn't have a second skin made of the stuff. He had managed to duck out before another snobby looking girl managed to get in there. He didn't have time to be screwing around.
Slowly, carefully climbing down the stairs, he eyed the area carefully. He knew he was safe from pretty much everyone there, but Xavier with his mind powers might be able to sense him. He didn't want to run that risk, so he decided he had to get out of here, and fast. Passing by the dining room, he almost fell to the floor laughing when he head Jean's voice. "You know, I just can't shake the feeling that Today's going to be a good day."
"Yeah." He snorted inwardly, holding his camera with it's prized microfilm. "Today really is going to be good.. heh." he walked off towards the door.
---
Cafeteria; Breakfast time.
Wanda spared the others a curious look. All of them look tired, having stayed up late impatiently waiting for their time to run off and do their thing. Only Ranma wasn't present, but none of them expected him to be, not with his mission in mind.
Nabiki checked over her list, "Okay. The entire football team has a crush on Ms. Perfect." Figured, with her being the head cheerleader. "That's one group we can sell too."
Wanda nodded. She was very thankful they had decided to wait on this until Nabiki and Ranma could at least speak decent enough English so as not to screw everything up. Nabiki had learned quickly, especially with Fred's threat to kiss her all day, every day until she learned. She still had problems with some words, but she was far from the moronic sounding idiot she had been three weeks ago. Too bad Ranma had no such incentive to learn, at least until Tabitha started threatening to 'train' him personally. No one even considered the possibility she meant anything other then strapping him to a bed and whipping him. He learned at a startling pace after that, but like Nabiki, he still confused some words. "Most guys have a thing for Jean. Selling her pictures won't be hard."
Nabiki nodded, "Yeah." she looked over the list, which were filled with various girls names, under which a long list of guys names existed. They didn't know what pictures Ranma was going to get today, so they busied themselves considering the entire thing.
Tabitha yawned, tiredly, "I'm so damn tired." she whined.
Peitro grunted, not bothering to lift his head from the table.
Lance on the other hand wasn't looking tired at all. In fact, he looked rather impatient, "Damn it. Why do we have to wait till lunch for those blasted pictures?!" What if he managed to get Kitty? He'd have to deck him for staring at his girl like that, but not before kissing his feet for all his efforts. ARGH! The wait was maddening!
Toad chuckled nervously, "Heh.. he needs time to make copies of the answer key, and get the film developed. I'd be surprised if he gets here before lunch."
As Lance started growling, the prospect of even having to wait that long pissing him off, Fred reached over and slapped Toad in the back of the head, "Quiet you dumb ass."
---
Kurt sighed, eying the Brotherhood's table like he had these past three weeks, ever since Xavier had confirmed the guy was in fact his brother. It sucked, the only family he saw with any regularity didn't even know he was family. He really wished he could talk to him, tell him the truth, but no one had been able to work up the nerve since he found out they had been training to take him down. What do you say to a guy who knows that about you?
Scott grumbled. He too had been watching the Brotherhood, even more then he usually did. The fact Nabiki, and Ranma had been accepted into the fold really grated on his nerves. He couldn't blame them for it, none of them had been exactly friendly to either of them since they arrived. More then once he had tried to talk to him, only to lose his nerve half way there. "I know were suppose to be nice and try to find a way to apologize, but have any of you actually been able to talk to either of them?"
Jean looked up at Scott, then sighed, "I talk to Nabiki everyday. She's pretty much all business, doesn't like to talk about anything else. As for Ranma.. I, eer, haven't thought about it." she lied. She had thought about it, even tried, but she couldn't keep her nerve. She felt like a total heel, what do you say to a guy you've pretty much thought as nothing more then a mindless killer, only changing you're perceptions after you've already pissed him off?
Kitty grumbled, scratching the back of her neck nervously, "I, err, I tried Monday, but I kind of froze up."
Rogue just shook her head. Now that the topic of Ranma had been brought up, she eyed the Brotherhood table looking for the guy. "He's not here today."
Kurt grumbled, "I know. Nabiki is though, maybe he's just sick?"
Evan grunted, "Maybe. Kinda hard to imagine a guy like that bein sick, though."
Scott glanced towards Jean, "With Nabiki getting cozy with them, you think you should keep training her?" He realized, in all likelihood, she'd end up siding with them, which meant they would have to fight her eventually, and he'd rather not deal with a trained Telepath. They were already hard enough, especially since Wanda showed up.
Jean hesitated a second, before shrugging, "It's Xavier's orders. I can't stop."
Scott sighed. He was about to say something, but stopped as Risty came up to the table. "Hey Risty." he waved.
Risty waved back, looking a little down, "Hey guys." she took her seat next to Rogue, flopping her bag to the ground, tiredly.
Rogue eyed the girl, "Somethin wrong?"
"It's nothin.." she chuckled weakly at the 'Who you kiddin?' look Rogue flashed at her, "Alright. I'm just sad Ranma didn't show up for school."
Evan blinked, eyeing the girl curiously, "Eh? Why? You got something for him?"
Risty preened, eyes sparkling, "Oh, he's so cute! He's so nice, I just love being around him."
Rogue blinked, "You talk to him?"
Risty nodded, "Yeah, since last week." he sighed dreamily, "Y'know, he was hard to understand at first, but his English has gotten so much better. I swear, if he doesn't have a girlfriend by the end of the week, I'm asking him out."
Jean winced, "Uh, Risty, that might not be a good idea."
Risty blinked, "Oh? Why?" she scowled playfully, "Don't tell me you've got your eyes set on him?"
Scott nearly went into a coughing fit at that, "WHAT!?"
Jean blushed, waving her arms defensively, "It's not like that!"
Rogue chuckled, eyebrow rising curiously, "You sure are lookin flushed there, Jean. You hidin somethin from us?"
"Hey!" Jean sniffed, nose raised high, "I'll have you know I already have a boyfriend."
Risty grinned, "Good." leaning over, she wrapped her arm around Rogue's shoulder, pulling her into a hug, "Then you won't mind if me and Rogue take him out this weekend?"
"What the? Why me?" Rogue blanched, as all the guys turned to stare at her curiously she thanked her lucky stars she had so much make up on, else they see her blush.
"Oh, come on Rogue." Risty whined playfully, "Guy like that, how could some one like plain old me even hold his interest?"
Rogue snorted, "I'd think one girl would be enough."
"Ooooh! You're no fun." Risty pouted, "At least you'd get to know the guy. You haven't done anything but glare at him since he first got here."
"Hey.." Rogue winced. She hadn't been glaring at him all this time, at least, she didn't think she was.
"I'm not taking no for an answer, Rogue, you're coming if he says yes, or I'll.. I'll.. I don't know what I'll do, but it'll be embarrassing!" Risty crowed.
Rogue rolled her eyes. Damn that girl could get wired up, "Fine. If he says yes." and she doubted he would, really doubted he would.
---
Ranma stepped into the class, looking flushed, his hair damp from a recent shower. "Oh, damn, sorry I'm late."
Ms. Thornstad looked at the clock, then back at the boy, "Twenty minutes late, Mr. Saotome." she sighed, "I want to speak with you after class. Go ahead and take you seat."
"Sure thing, teach." Ranma grunted, moving through the class. He blinked when Risty winked at him, but waved it off as nothing. He had more important things on his mind, anyway.
Sliding into his seat, he reached into his bag and pulled out a thick vanilla folder, handing it to Nabiki.
Nabiki glanced to him, then inspected the folder. OH MAMA! These pictures were even more risqué then anything she had ever taken in Furikan! Holy shit, what a close up! "Ranma... why are you so late? It's almost lunch." she switched to Japanese, lest some one hear them.
Ranma turned a blank gaze towards the girl, before biting off sarcastically, "Gee Nabs, I dunno. I was stuck all mornin checkin out hot chicks touchin and rubbin their bodies. Gee, where the heck do you think I was?"
Nabiki blanched, "Too much info, way too much."
"Pfeh, I'm only human." he defended himself lamely. Truth be told, after he got that little bit out of his system, he seriously debated just burning the damn pictures. He didn't like it when Nabiki took snap shots of him in the past, and these pictures were even worse. "Nabs, do you think you can just forget the whole picture thing?"
"Don't go growing a conscious on me, Saotome." Nabiki snapped, "We're out of money. It's either this, or we starve."
"I know but.." he sighed, "Yeah, I know. Forget I said anythin."
Nabiki shrugged, "Hey, I'll meet you in the Cafeteria after Thornstad finishes with you."
"Kay."
---
"I'm very impressed with the amount of effort you've put forth into learning English, Ranma. You've done well, and you're a good student. Can you please try not to be so late anymore? It sets a bad example for the children." Thornstad explained with a warm smile.
"I understand, teach." Ranma bowed, "Somethin came up by surprise, its no excuse, I know, I'll try my best in tha future."
"That's all I ask." she waved him off, "Go to lunch. I'll see you tomorrow."
Ranma nodded, shouldering his back and leaving the room. Man, he was hungry. He couldn't wait to sit down with his friends and eat. Hmm.. wonder if Lance has seen those pictures of Kitty yet?
"Ranma!"
Ranma blinked, glancing over his shoulder. "Uh.. Risty?" He had actually met and talked to the girl a bit last week, she was nice enough he guessed. He idly noticed Rogue approaching with the girl, though her eyes were focusing more on the lockers then him.
"Hey! We waited for you." she grinned, "What did Thornstad say?"
He shrugged, "Same thing she always does. Don't be late." he eyed the girl seriously. Damn it, he was hungry. "I was about to go eat, so.."
Risty blinked, then grinned, "You don't say. Hey, there's something I want to talk to you about, you mind sitting with us for lunch this time?"
"Uh.. gee.. I dunno." He knew Risty sat with the X-men, and while there hadn't been much tension between him and them, he really didn't want to get involved with them. When Rogue looked up from the wall, her eyes locking onto his, he felt his resolve crumble. "Ah.. why not?" he sighed. Damn he felt so god damn guilty about peeping, argh!
Rogue blinked, actually surprised. She had given Risty's chances of him agreeing to eat with them a billion to one for it to actually work. "You sure?"
Risty elbowed her in the ribs, "He said yes, didn't he?" she giggled, "Don't go making him reconsider!"
Ranma laughed nervously, "Alright.. let's go, I'm starving."
---
Peitro frowned as Ranma passed them right by, following after that Risty chick and Rogue to the X-man's table, "What's that idiot doing?"
Wanda looked up from the pictures she had been scanning through. She had to admit, Ranma had gotten some rather juicy ones. "Nabiki?"
Nabiki frowned. The jock knew she needed him, especially today of all days when they had planned to start selling their goods. What could have caused him to go away like that? Watching as the X-men looked up in surprise at their guest, she noticed Rogue thumb towards Risty, who only smiled cutely. Ah it figures, that jock was such a pushover when it came to girls giving him the cute look. She sighed, deciding to cover for him, "I told him to sit there."
Fred blinked, "Uh.. what?"
Peitro scowled, "Why?" Last thing they needed was the X-freaks bothering their friend. It wasn't a hidden fact they were interested in him as a potential member for the X-team.
Nabiki shrugged, "I did it so when the pictures start circulating, they won't suspect he's the one who's selling it, and by association, he didn't take it. Covering our tracks, you see?"
Lance didn't see much of anything, he was chuckling madly, practically frothing at the mouth with the Kitty pictures in his greasy little palms.
"All right guys." Nabiki grinned, pooling out envelopes, made crudely from sheets of paper, "You know who to ask. Remember, clothed pictures are five dollars, cleavage showing is twenty, full nude is thirty. You guys got that?"
Fred scratched his head, "Y'know, why would anyone buy the normal pictures?"
Wanda snorted, "Because men are cowards."
Tabitha grinned, "What she's trying to say is, most guys don't have the guts to ask girls for a picture, or too stupid to take one themselves."
Toad grunted, "Makes sense."
"To you it does." Peitro rolled his eyes, snatching an envelope from Nabiki's hand, "I'm out. See you guys after school." They had all agreed not to meet up again during Lunch, just why he didn't know, and he didn't care either.
Nabiki grinned as the guys each took an envelope and departed. She made a mental note that Lance had pocketed two full nude pics of Kitty. You could bet your ass it was coming out of his cut. Reaching into her purse, she pulled out a tiny digital camcorder tape, handing it to Tabitha, "Time to do your stuff. The tape needs changing in the girls showers."
Tabitha grunted, grabbing the tape, "Hey.. are we going to put camera's up in the guy's locker room?"
Wanda smirked, "Money doesn't discriminate against sex, Tabs. We're just not going to tell the guys."
"I get ya." she grinned, taking off.
"You know, this is pretty evil." Wanda commented casually.
"Yeah." Nabiki grinned, "You know you're cute when you say stuff like that."
Wanda blanched, "Hey.."
"Kidding." Nabiki waved her panicky look off as nothing, "Come on. We got some midterm test answers to sell."
"Right."
---
Ranma tried, oh how he tried to ignore all the looks. Especially from the girls. What were the odds the very same girls he had seen naked this morning would be the exact three he was sitting with? Hell would be preferable then this. The guys were trying to be cool about it, only casually glancing at him, which he guessed was okay, but what made the situation nearly unbearable was Risty, her and her billion questions. They were mainly harmless like, what's his favorite food, color, crap like that, but it still annoyed him.
"So.. Ranma.." Risty took a pause to drink her milk, "You seeing anyone?"
Ranma blinked. Okay, that wasn't something he expected to hear. "Eh.. nope." he shrugged.
"Really.. no cute girls waiting at home?" Risty grinned, leaning in close, "What about those three girls you always eat lunch with? Hmm? Not interested in them, are you?"
Ranma frowned. "Uh, no." he shrugged, "Not my type, really."
Risty grinned. Ah yes, the juicy stuff was coming next, "What kind of girl is you're type?"
Scott winced. The guy walked right into that one.
Jean looked on amused. This was bound to be good. Ah ha! She was right! Today was going to be a good day!
Kitty really had to hand it to Risty. The girl knew how to bait a guy in just the right way.
"Eh.." He picked up a rather large clump of rice, popping it into his mouth and chewing slowly, really slowly as he tried to think of a way out of that. Glancing around, he wanted to sigh, everyone was looking at him expectantly. What to say, what to say.. eh.. why not, "Eh, guess my ideal girl would be.. gee." he hrmmed, "Red. Yeah, red hair." he was completely oblivious to Jeans blush, and Scott's scowl, "Cute, y'know, but not vain enough to really care about it."
Kurt wondered why he felt like running all of a sudden. Peering over, he blanched at how hard Scott's fists were shaking. Uh-oh.
He looked over the table, spotting Kitty, "Kinda styled likes hers. Soft, y'know, kinda compliments the whole picture."
Kitty blinked, subconsciously petting her hair.
"Strong, athletic, smart and uh.." he hmmed, eyeing Rogue. "With eyes like hers. Serious, but holdin a kinda longing tenderness."
Risty grinned, reaching over and elbowing Rogue in the ribs.
Rogue rolled her eyes.
"I dunno really." he shrugged, "Just some one who's willing to accept me for who I am, I don't really care about anything else."
Risty hmmed. "That's cool. Hey, you doing anything Saturday?"
Rogue sighed. Here it came, the pitch.
Ranma shrugged, shaking his head, "Just some martial arts training with the guys in the morning, I'm free the rest of the day. Why?"
"So.. you're free to go on a date with me and Rogue?"
Ranma blinked, eyeing Rogue who simply shrugged in response, before turning back to Risty. A date? Why the hell would he want to go on a date, and with two girls no less? He wasn't Kuno! Turning back to Rogue, he stared, longer then he meant too really, since the girl stared back at him weirdly. Finally, his guilt over the whole pictures thing rearing it's ugly head, he nodded, "Sure."
Risty grinned, "Yes!" she whispered to herself, though rather loudly. The bell for lunch to end rang right then, startling the girl badly, "Oh god.. I'm going to be late!" she jumped up, grabbing her bad. JROTC was all the way on the other side of the school, she'd have to run her ass off if she was going to make it, "We'll talk later! Bye!"
Ranma blinked, watching the girl run off quickly.
---
School came to an end rather quickly for one girl, and it ended on a very happy note.
Nabiki couldn't get the smirk off her face. After tallying up the totals from the pictures, which sold like hot cakes, they ended up with four hundred and seventy five dollars. Midterms sold for fifty bucks each, earning them three hundred and fifty dollars, with five sells pending once they got the cash. All that, and only a half days worth of work! Ah! She loved America.
"Take it we did good?" Tabitha hmmed knowingly.
"Good. We did great!" Nabiki cackled, "Eight hundred and twenty five dollars." Who knew American students carried so much cash on them!
Wanda hmmed, closing her locker, "Not bad."
Peitro grinned, "Man, we can live like kings with that kinda cash."
"I'm just happy no ones caught us yet." Toad stuttered nervously, eyeing the crowded hallways lest certain people jump them for revenge. Most of the people they had sold pictures too knew they would get their asses kicked if they told where they got it from, but there was always a chance some one squealed like a girl.
Lance crumbled his coca-cola, "Wonder how much trouble those pictures are going to cause."
Nabiki sighed, then shrugged, "Enough I suppose."
Fred eyed his friends warily. "Hey.. where's Ranma?"
Nabiki waved the guys concern off, "He got stuck after class. He'll be here soon."
Tabitha grinned, "That guy.. I swear, I'm glad I'm not living at Xavier's anymore. If he can managed those kinds of pictures, I'd hate to see what he'd get on me." she smirked then. She knew of some girls that did weird things in the bathroom, she was one of them.
Wanda didn't even want to respond to that one. Instead, she grimaced, "Princess incoming, three o'clock."
Jean strolled up to the group, her ever present friendly smile present for all too see, "Nabiki, you ready to go practice?"
"Sure." she turned to her friends, "I'll see you guys tonight."
"Later." Peitro waved her off.
Jean ignored the glares tossed her way by everyone else. She really didn't like them, and they knew it. They were technically enemies, after all.
As Jean and Nabiki walked away, neither got ten steps before a crazed furious scream rended the air.
"JEAN!" Duncan screamed, pushing his way through the crowds of kids.
Nabiki almost winced when she noticed him carrying certain risqué photos. She knew Jean would get some flack for it, but not this soon!
---
Scott eyed Cody, a football player who was his best 'human' friend. "You have what of Jean?"
---
Ranma sighed. Man, what is it with teachers always asking him to stay after class? God he hated school.
"Yo! Ranma!"
"Eh.." he looked back, catching sight of Matthew, one of his classmates from speech class, come running up. "Hey."
Matthew grinned. Okay, they weren't really friends, in fact they hardly knew each other, but he was way to excited to care about that at this point. "Dude, you're never going to believe what I've got." he flashed some pictures in his face.
With out even needing to look, he knew what he had. Ah, this was going to be fun.. yeah right.
---
Rogue grumbled, "Risty, I don't think we're going to find him." Seriously. School had already been out fifteen minutes. No way was a guy like Ranma going to hang around longer the he had too. She was still a bit off balanced by the fact he had agreed to go on a date with the two of them, but even more weirded out was the fact he was staring at her while answering that question.
Risty peered down the halls, frowning, "We will find.. AH HA!" she preened, pointing down the Science Hall. There, at the far end, she could see Ranma giving Matthew a weird look.
Practically dragging Rogue, who had suddenly felt like being some where else, Risty snuck up behind the two men.
"You've got what now?" Ranma asked, confused.
"Naked Rogue pictures!!"
"Eh.."
Risty and Rogue blinked.
---
The crowds around them stopped and looked on. What the heck was going on?
"Duncan!" Jean startled. She had never seen him look so angry before, "What's wrong?"
Duncan stomped up in front of her, scowling angrily with a small stack of photo's in his hand, "What's wrong? WHAT'S WRONG!?" he slammed the pictures down, which flew off in every direction.
Jeans eyes widened at the sight. Those were pictures of her! Oh dear god, those were pictures of her in the shower! "What the hell?!?"
"You slut!" Duncan screamed, "There's pictures floating everywhere! Of you, and other girls from that damn school! Jesus Christ, you stupid bitch, what the hell were you thinking??!"
Nabiki scowled, stepping in-between Duncan and Jean, glaring heatedly at the jock, "Piss off, ass."
Duncan glared at the girl, but didn't seem willing to even stick around, "Whatever! We are so OVER!" he turned around, stomping away angrily, the crowd parting like a wave. Jean leaned down, picking up a few of the photos and taking a closer look. They were damning. Oh dear god, who the hell took these pictures?!?!
"Jean..." Nabiki tried to appear sorry for the girl..
"I got to go." Jean shuddered, obvious tears pooling around her eyes as she turned around and ran for it.
---
Scott froze up, "What the hell is this?!?"
Cody grinned, "Cool, huh? Man there's pictures floating everywhere. She's so damn fine, just look at those breasts!" he leaned forward to point it out, only to wince when Scott forcibly pushed him away. "The hell man? That's mine!"
"Not anymore it isn't! Piss off!"
Cody shrugged. He had like three other pictures, "Whatever man." he stepped back, and away.
Scott glared at the guy as he left, before turning back to the picture and gulping. He traced his fingers over the picture, mumbling, "My precious."
---
Ranma waved the guy off, "Whatever. I'm not inta that kind of thing."
Matthew rolled his eyes, pulling the struggling martial artist into a head lock while practically shoving the pictures in his face, "Whatever you damn liar. You know she's hot, see? Never seen a finer pair of breasts!"
Rogue shuddered. What the fuck? He didn't really have pictures of her, did he? Not willing to just stand there like an idiot and wonder, she stomped forward and grabbed the pictures, ripping them from his hands forcibly. Matthew unprepared for it, couldn't hold on to the pictures, and they fell from his hands, scattering about everywhere. "Oh shit, Rogue.. uh.. it's not what it.."
Rogue only needed a glance at the pictures to know that they were in fact pictures of her naked. Scrambling to the ground, she ignored Matthew as she hurriedly began to pick the pictures up. Her face was scrunched up, as if she was fighting to control her rage, or her tears, Ranma didn't know which for sure.
"Oh my god!" Risty gasped, quickly following Rogue down to the ground and grabbing pictures. Matthew took one look at the girls, winced, and ran like a chicken.
Ranma winced. Oh Christ. He leaned down to help, only managing to grab one picture when Rogue screamed, "LEAVE IT ALONE! DON'T TOUCH IT!"
Shocked, he stood up, that one picture still held firmly in hand. Rogue struggled to her feet. It was here he learned the truth, she wasn't holding in rage, but tears. He could clearly see them in her eyes, those horrified eyes that stared back in his own. Oh Jesus.
Rogue snatched the picture from his hand, before taking off in a run, busting through crowds of kids in her desperate search to escape.
"Rogue!" Risty screamed, following after the girl. She spared Ranma an apologetic glance, before focusing the entirety of her attention on chasing the fleeing girl.
Ranma winced. This.. this was all his fault.
---
Logan zipped up his jacket. Yep, a nice leisurely ride would do him good. Despite everything that happened nearly three weeks ago, he was still tense. Doubt he'd change until the kid finally made up his mind.
Storm came in from the living room, blinking, "Ah, Logan? Going for a ride."
"Yup." he grunted, patting his pants and making sure his bike keys were on him. Lifting up his helmet, he slung it over his shoulder, "I'll see you in a few hours.
Storm waved casually, "Al.."
Rogue slammed through the front door, stopping right in front of Storm and Logan. Some tears had managed to escape in her mad run home, she looked flushed and really really pissed off. Standing still for only a second, she blasted around them, both too stunned by her sudden appearance to even stop her.
As Risty came running by, Logan seemed to get his thoughts back in order, reaching out and grabbing her by the arm roughly, "Kid, what's going on?"
Risty struggled to break Logan's hold, but she had neither the strength nor the leverage, "Please! Let me go!"
Storm frowned, "Child, what happened to Rogue?"
"There.. there's pictures of her floating around school! Naked pictures! Please, let me go!" Risty pleaded desperately
Storm blinked, "What the.."
Logan was stunned once again by that revelation. Oh my fucking god. He let Risty go, who raced up the stairs after Rogue.
They didn't have much time to think about what happened when Jean came running in, slamming the door behind her. She turn and started to run, only to get caught by Logan as she ran by. She looked just as bad as Rogue did. "What happened, Jean?"
Jean screamed, "MY LIFE IS OVER!" breaking Logan's hold on her, she turned back and ran, unaware of the photo's that had fallen from her hand as she ran off.
Storm watched her go up, wincing as the sound of a door slamming reached her ears. "Oh dear.."
Xavier came rolling in from the dining room, just in time to see Jean run up stairs, "Logan? Storm? What's all the racket?"
Logan eyed the photo on the ground, leaning down and picking it up. He only got to stare for a second until Storm ripped the picture from him, scowling angrily. "Hey.." It's not like he meant to look. He was just curious! And god damn, Jean was certainly a healthy girl!
Storm eyed the picture, "Oh dear, it happened to her too!"
Xaiver didn't have a clue, "What happened? What's going on?"
"There appears to be naked pictures of Jean and Rogue filtering around school. The girls found out about it, and are naturally upset." Storm explained calmly. She had to remain calm, even if she felt like tracking every student down and launching lightning bolts up their ass until she found out who spread the pictures, and then she'd send a hurricane up their ass. No, she had to remain calm, else her control would be lost..
Xavier blanched. "What the..."
---
"HAH! Did you see the look on her face?!?" Peitro roared.
Wanda had felt an odd sense of joy at what happened to Jean, but that was far outweighed by the notion she had gone too far. If what they did was so funny, why did she feel like shit?
Tabitha was oddly enough in key with Wanda's thoughts.
Lance was strangely silent. Not like he had to worry about anything, he had made damn sure no Kitty pictures were sold, all those yummy ones going directly to him.
Fred chortled, "Man, I thought she was going to cry right there!"
Toad nervously nodded, "Yeah, she looked pissed, I mean really pissed."
Nabiki just stared at the ceiling. This wasn't the first time she had to do this. Her time in Furikan had really showed her what was needed to be successful in this business. She felt pity for the girls, and no small amount of guilt, but if she were to survive in this dog eat dog world, other people had to suffer. She didn't like that fact of life, but she accepted it.
Ranma hadn't come home yet, not that she could blame him either. He always had a conscious, and if the grapevine was to be believed, he was there when that Rogue girl found out about it. No doubt he was sitting some where sulking and blaming himself for everything.
"Forget it." Nabiki waved it off, "She can get pissed off all she wants. We're not in this for nice toasty feelings." she eyed Wanda and Tabitha, "We're in this for survival kiddos. We need money, it's as simple as that.”
Wanda shrugged. She may feel bad about it, but she was far from repentant. For a girl who's planning to kill her own father, that wasn't to be expected.
Tabitha shrugged, "Hey, I wasn't kidding about joining this little thing. I'm in it for the long run."
Nabiki nodded, "Right. Let's get to work on tomorrow's sales."
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There was little she could think of, only the raging anger, the mindless horror, the overwhelming need to just hide under a rock for the rest of her sad pathetic pitiful life. Hugging the pillow tightly to her chest, Rogue was in the figurative Hell on Earth. Not only had naked pictures some how been taken of her, but they were spread around school for anyone and everyone to see. How long had they been circulating? How long had people been staring at her with the picture of her naked in their minds? Even worse, a person she rarely knew but was striving to like, if for no better reason then him being his adopted brother, had seen those pictures. He saw her naked, he saw everything about her, and he looked disgusted by what he saw. She could see it in his eyes, when he was standing their, looking at her.
"Rogue.." Risty whispered, comfortingly patting her back. She didn't know what to say, didn't know what to do. Nothing like this had ever happened to her, or anyone she knew. Leaning over her friends body, she laid her head comfortingly on her shoulder, "It's okay Rogue. I'm here, I'm still your friend."
Rogue proved once and for all, right there, she could cry.
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Xavier sighed, "Yes, thank you Mr. Kelly. I'm sure you'll do everything in your power to clear this mess up." he nodded, "Good bye." before hanging up the phone. Reaching over, he picked up the picture Jean had dropped and frowned. He didn't stare at the naked body, but at the area surrounding it.
"What's going on, Chuck?" Logan frowned. Some one had hurt two of their kids, and he was just waiting for a name to go kick some ass.
"The principal assured me he'll get to the bottom of this.. but.." he dropped the picture on his desk, "This picture was taken here. Some one in this house took it, and then spread it."
Storm frowned, "How can you be sure?"
"The area surrounding Jean is the girls upstairs bathroom." he turned towards the window, staring outside at the foliage, "I'm having Hank look over the security tapes for the last two weeks, but I doubt he'll find anything. Some of these pictures are rather damning, and taken in such a way that some one had to be in the room actually aiming the camera."
Logan grunted, "I don't know anyone here who could get away with that. Jean an Rogue ain't the type to model like that."
"I know. That's what perplexes me." Xavier turned back, staring at the picture sitting on his desk, "It's obvious they didn't know these pictures were being taken, it it had to be some one who could become invisible." he scratched his head, "That rules out everyone. No one here can do that..."
"An outside force?" Storm raised an eyebrow.
"But who?" Logan blinked, "None of Magneto's kids can turn invisible like that. And you woulda told us if Cerebro detected a new mutant running around.."
"I don't know, Logan." Xavier sighed, "But we'll get to the bottom of this..." he sighed, “I’m more concerned about the fact some one was able to infiltrate, with out even so much as tripping an alarm.” Left out was the thought of what this really represented. Whoever did this could easily slit their throats while they slept.
"I told you we needed better security.” Logan grunted. Damn, he hated being right.
“I know.” he sighed, “Thank whoever is watching over us this happened, instead of some getting hurt physically.”
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To be continued ( Yeah)
AN: Well, that started off as fun, and quickly became serious towards the end. Hope you enjoy it!
I've included a small script from my outline. When I reread it, I thought it was funny for some reason (My brain is sleep starved). It actually changed in the text, since Jean didn't even stay to explain what happened, but that's understandable since when I write outlines I'm not thinking about the emotions of a character until I'm actually writing them.
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Until Rogue surprises the shit out of Storm and Logan, blasting past them as in a run to her room, Risty running by only to get caught by logan.
Questions start coming, and Risty explains what happened, and all that.
Storm's like WTF
Logan's like OMFG
They let Risty go.
Jean comes in, tears and shit.
Xavier comes rolling in, wondering what's going on.
Jean tells him all about it, with Logan supplying evidence it happened to rogue, too.
Xavier's like WTF
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Heh. The match up poll has changed, but I'm way too tired to post the updates this chapter (two in one sitting, give me a break). Anyway, that's all peeps. Note for you Emma fans, you'll get to read the beginnings of her entrance in either the next chapter, or the chapter after that.