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Didn't spell check it, I'll do it later ;p
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Ranma 1/2
'Master of Kyoujitsu'



A mustached man sat in lotus position, staring at the scroll in his hands with tears of happiness dripping down his face. His expression did not go unnoticed by his middle daughter, as she slinked by while oozing sensuousness.

"What do you have there, father?" She almost seemed to purr. She swayed around him, and then bent over and leaned on his shoulder.

"It's a letter from my old training partner," Soun replied, his voice not betraying any emotion.

"Oh? Interesting," her face twitched a bit, as her father managed to ignore the tickling sensation her voice gave to the ears of anyone she spoke directly to, but she knew it was a futile attempt. Her father was the master of the Tendou School of Anything Goes, after all, "Well, what does it say?"

Soun rolled the scroll up, and breathed a happy sigh, "I do not know, I can't read this horrible handwriting."

His daughter even dripped sexuality, as she picked her face up off the ground, "Then, what, prey tell, are you smiling about?"

"Fortunatly, the messenger that delivered it told me that my old friend and current master of the Saotome School of Anything Goes shall be arriving here shortly, and he'll be bringing his heir."

"Another challenge?" Nabiki asked with a droll voice.

"Go, retrieve your sisters so that I may tell you all at once. Go now!" Nabiki glanced at her father sideways, but none the less went to do his bidding.
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Nabiki found her older sister in the same place she almost always was. Kasumi assisted the other chefs in the galley in the preparation of the evening meal. Her motions were all controled and fluid as the calmest stream. Her almost completely opaque silk outfit trailed esper-like with her movements, as it did nothing to hide her modesty.

"Kasumi, father has requested our audience." Nabiki recieved a nod, before going to find her other sister.
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Her other sister was also in the place she could always be found. Nabiki smirked as she watched her sister move through an intense, rigid, and powerful kata which emphesized punches at all angles. Soon enough, the routine came to an end.

"Impressive sister, you have truly become a master of The Tendou School of the Intensive Fist"

Akane bowed to her sister, and wiped the sweat off her brow with the sleeve of her gi, "But my skills are peer to yours and Kasumis. I train hard for my perfection."

"Of course, dear sister, come now, as father has news for us."
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"Fiancee?" The three girls cried out in unison. Such matters were not unheard of in their time, in fact it was common in the noble families. It was a thing though, that they vowed they would not take a husband unless he was as skilled as themselves. Their suiters had been found more than lacking.

"Feh, he probably lacks the strength and stamina to be a true master, just like a all boys," Akane said with distaste in her voice.

"Does he have great technique in the art?" Kasumi asked in an almost lazy sing-song voice, "Unskilled men bore me."

"Perhaps he has redeeming qualities?" Nabiki asked, looking for the bright side of things.

"Yes, father, what of him?" Kasumi enquired with an almost slight intrest.

"Hmm," Sound nodded in satisfaction at his daughters' intrest, "I cannot say."

"Father?"

"I have yet to meet him. But truly he would be worthy of you, as he carries on our brethern school. According to the rumors I have heard, he has studied in the Middle Kingdom."

"So, he's well versed?" Nabiki purred, perking a bit more at the situation.

"Hmph, he will have to prove his prowess," Akane said with indifference. The likelihood that a mere boy could defeat her or her sisters was ludicrus, regardless of where he studied his skill.

One of the servants joined them, "The master of the Saotome School and his heir have arrived."

"Very good, send them in," Soun commanded with a jovial tone.

"So now we may find if this new challenge for our hand is of prime stock?" Nabiki's sensual voice questioned with a hint of anticipation. A redhead walked in, and then bowed before those present.

"I am Saotome Ranma of the Saotome Anything Goes School, presenting myself before the master of the Tendou School that has been our ally." The redhead stated with practiced manners.

"He looks... fragile," Akane stated, cracking her knuckles in anticipation.

"Hmm, effimate, bears some possibilities," Nabiki commented as she observed their guest.

"I see *she* has some grace in *her* step, perhaps *she* has worthy skill after all," Kasumi stated, her lyrical voice held a bit of mirth.

"Ah, this cannot be a suitable match, father!" Nabiki stated indignatly, "How do you expect us to deliver a heir with *her*?"

Soun's face was stoic, though it was slowly progressing in sanguine shades, "I see, that would pose a problem. You, imposter, seek claim to the School of Saotome and its heirs name! This dishonor cannot go unchallenged!"

"But..." a voice familiar to the Tendou patriarch cut in, "her claim is justified, as she is Saotome Ranma." Genma walked behind his child, steam rising from him in whisps.

"Genma, my friend! It is pleasant to see you, but your claim was that you had a son!" Soun stated, holding his anger back.

Genma opened his mouth to speak, when a servant ran in babbling at a frantic pace.

"WHAT?" Bellowed Soun, standing up immidiately.

"What he said, father..." Nabiki began in an irritated voice.

"I know what he said!" Soun interrupted, "Can I not see the subtitles below us?"

"No, father, you cannot," Kasumi said in an exasperated voice.

"Ah, it is my folly!" Soun replied, chagrined, "State yourself again, but in sync with the voice over so that we all understand."

"Challengers have arrived for the hand of your daughters!"

"Ah, that is not to worry! Daughters?" The three girls nodded, and strode purposely towards the court yard. Akane with the powerful gait that came with her technique, Nabiki with the sensual sway that marked her form, and Kasumi with the frictionless glide that made her master of her style. Ranma raised in eyebrow in appraisement, and then followed the girls with the two fathers behind her.

They arrived to find twenty men and a few women in gis, looking sternly upon the three girls, "Ah, but only a mere score of you? I feel this lack of challenge!" Nabiki scoffed.

"It will suffice as a light workout," Akane commented.

"I shall not find pleasure in this," Kasumi added.

"You succomb to our spirit!" one of the men shouted.

"Cease tongue with fists!" another man yelled, "OUR ATTACK COMES!"

Akane rushed in low and fast like a wild boar, Nabiki seemed almost to slither towards the group, while Kasumi took to the air in a graceful flight that would make sparrows jealous. And the battle was joined.

Akane's technique was brutal and potent, as she aggressively moved from man to man, her fist gripped loosely, as she made retreating stroking blows from each oppenent she came across. Her feet were planted with each fighter she came into opposition against, with her fists moving solidly. Her targets fell with eurphoric expressions before her, dealt only with single blows.

"My fists are invincible!" The youngest Tendou fighter exclaimed, taking a hard form stance.

Nabiki's arm motions were economical as she moved in a modified low snake stance. Her hands lashed out and struck vital pressure points in the orders needed to incapacitate her opponents. her controled grace kept anyone from touching her unless she wanted to be, and she ignited their erogenous zones with a passion of a smith in his trade.

"The Tendou School of the Fluttering Hand is undisputed!" Nabiki cried out, waving her arms in a complex display before posturing in a crane stance.

Kasumi's trailing clothing glided against the skin of her opponents, the mere touch turned their eyes glossy. It was more potent than a lover's touch that felled them, as was the trademark of her branch of the Tendou School. She moved like feathers in a soft gale, and was as untouchable as whisps of smoke from a fading ember. Her silk trailings from her arms were her main weapons, and she used them to the utmost efficiency.

"I am a ghost that brings your downfall! Master of the Tendou Branch of the Silk Touch!"

The men were easily disposed of, leaving the true instigators of the challenge, "Our lackeys futile failure!" One woman said, taking up a stance.

"Yes, but it is now time for the true masters of the sensual arts to prevail!" the second one followed stance.

"We of the Hirogari Washi Clan shall humble you!" the final woman's pledge signaled their attack.

Kasumi's opponet met her head on with a toe kick to the groin, "BIG TOE FULFILLMENT!" The eldest Tendou student spun out of the way, her silk trails forcing the woman to jump back. Kasumi ceased the opportunity to reverse the momentum, moving in a complex pattern with her arms in which her opponent was forced to wildly defend against. Suddenly, she found herself wrapped completely in Kasumi's silk, unable to move.

TENDOU SCHOOL OF THE SILK TOUCH FINAL TECHNIQUE; TOTAL CARESS!" With that, Kasumi pulled, the unwraveling of the silk brushing completely against every part of the woman's body, making itself known even through her thick gi. Kasumi's opponent was finished.

Nabiki evaded every strike and grappler her opponent made for her, fustrating the other woman. Suddenly, she pulled out a whip.

"HIROGARI WASHI CLAN ULTIMATE SECRET; CALL ME QUEEN!!!!" The middle Tendou daughter found herself hard pressed to evade the whip that was wielded with expert marksmanship, but she would not be laid low.

"I COUNTER ATTACK! FLUTTERING HAND FINAL ATTACK; THREE POINTS TO ETERNITY!" Nabiki managed to weave in close, and before the woman could retaliate, spun around to the woman's right side. The Tendou girl's left hand moved like lightning to the woman's groin, and then upturned and it's palm glided under the swell of the woman's breasts. Nabiki's opponent fainted in defeat.

Akane's hard arm guards were unbreakable, much to the final opponent's chagrin. Suddenly, the woman jumped back, taking Akane's gi pants with her. The youngest Tendou daughter's eyes went wide at this affrontery, and took a stance that did nothing to hid her exposed groin.

"MY TONGUE IS LIKE THE SNAKE!" Akane's opponent dove head first, her tongue flailing wildly from her mouth. Akane was caught by the strike, the woman gripped onto the back of Akane's thighs so the girl could not dislodge her. The youngest Tendou's eyes rolled, as she began to succomb to the attack. Finally, in a desperate effort, she grabbed the other woman by the waist, and used her emmense might to hurl her into the air. The woman flipped in the air, unable to gain her bearings, giving Akane the opportunity to strike.

"FALL BEFORE MY FINAL STRIKE; RAMMING THROUGH THE GATES OF HEAVEN!" Ranma's eyes went wide at the attack. It looked really painful.

Akane stood in horse stance, with her fist raised straight up. Her opponent writhed in intense agony and euphoria, before the youngest Tendou allowed the woman to collapse in defeat.

"All fall before our might. We prevail all!" The three girls stated in unison, striking formidable stances of their various branches.