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“Could that cause her death?” Kasumi asked.

“It was what caused her death,” Ryou said.

“What!” the three mew mews yelled.

Ryou just continue to calmly talk to Kasumi. “From what I can tell unlike these girls,” he pointing at the three teens, “Her mew mew gene was not activated the right way. As such her body could not keep up with changes and slowly the body shut down.”

Nabiki nodded and said, “So she died not because she became a mew mew but when she didn’t become a mew mew, her body couldn’t handle the changes the mew mew genes.”

“Great,” Ichigo said, “Another reason we need to stay mew mews. Is there anything else we need to worry about?”

“We don’t know everything about the mew mews. Their powers are on more that just science,” Ryou said.

“I need to get back to getting the kitchen ready,” Kasumi said.

“Nabiki, Ichigo, I still want to run a test on you,” Ryou said as he sat at the computer.

A little later, the three came from the basements. “So how did the test go?” Kasumi asked.

“Not good. I still don’t why they share attacks,” Ryou said.

“You.” Nabiki turn to see Jessibelle. She wore a gray version of the waitress uniform. Nabiki blink a few times as Jessibelle point at her. “You’re my rival,” Jessibelle said.

“I’m not in the whole marital artist rivalry,” Nabiki said.

“Good,” Jessibelle said, “I only practice the arts because my parents want me to. You’re my rival at everything else. I’m going to be a better waitress than you.”

“The problem is I’m hurt,” Nabiki said pointing at her wounded knee.

“What,” Jessibelle yelled, “How can you be my rival while you’re hurt?”

“Jess, we’ll be opening soon so could you listen to Ichigo about how to be a waitress,” Kasumi said.

Alone, Kasumi smiled sweetly to Nabiki. “Nabiki, I want you to take it easy,” Kasumi said, “If you hurt too much then come in here to rest.”

From the dinning room they heard. “Sorry, we’re not open at the moment.” Kasumi lead Nabiki into the main dinning room. There Jessibelle was trying to push Shampoo out.

“Shampoo wants to talk to Mercenary Girl,” Shampoo said. She turns to look at Nabiki. “Mercenary Girl.” Shampoo pushes pass Jessibelle and skip to Nabiki. “A fox tail girl by the name of mew mew fox is trying to steal Airen. Shampoo tries to follow but lost tracks in rage. Shampoo want to hire you to search.”

“What do you do if you find her?” Ichigo asked.

“All those stand in my way of Airen coming to me must be destroy,” Shampoo yelled pulling a weapon. Nabiki chest tighten.

“I’m sorry but Nabiki will not be able to do that,” Kasumi said stepping between her sister and the amazon.

“What,” Shampoo yelled, “I have the money.”

“Nabiki agreed to help here,” Ryou said, “So she can’t leave here until we’re closed.”

“Shampoo understands.” The amazon turns and walks away.

Kasumi turn to her sister. Nabiki was on the ground. Her hand drape over her chest she her heart pulse under her hand. Kasumi rub Nabiki’s back. Nabiki took a few deep breathes before she start to speak. “This was the first time that I got a death threat from someone that not only means it, but I’ve seen her try.”

“I don’t want to sound rude,” Ichigo said, “but how many are after you while you’re a mew mew?”

“There’s Ranma,” Nabiki said as she got to her feet, “He’s the ponytail man chasing use on the roof top. There my sister Akane. She wants to beat me to prove that she’s the strongest. Kuno he wants me like he wants my sister and his ponytail girl. And Lastly Shampoo the lady was just in here.”

“I’ll help you the best I can. I’m sure that the other mew mews are willing to help,” Kasumi said still rubbing Nabiki back “Well, now that took care of, I’m need to finish getting ready,” Kasumi said.

“I’m going to observe our waitresses,” Ryou said.

“I’m going to wait tables,” Nabiki said, “and let my boss handle any problem.”

“If it anything like yesterday I’m glad Ryou is here,” Ichigo said.

“Unless it’s a monster,” Jessibelle said.

A little later, Nabiki walk into the dinning hall. She moved to a table with Ukyo sitting there. “Let me guess you’re here to see the competition,” Nabiki said.

“If you wanted to become a waitress I could have hired you,” Ukyo said, “I would even give you a better uniform to wear.”

“Sorry,” Nabiki said, “Just as Shampoo was told, I made a business deal with the owner here.”

“So did she try to hire you as well,” Ukyo said.

“Not really,” Nabiki said, “But thanks for telling me that you did come here to recruit me. But I do have my doubt how many tables I would be waiting or help you with your personal problems.” Nabiki smiled at Ukyo mouth just open slightly and close. “Now that you’re not talking, may I take your order?”

“Well,” Ukyo said looking over the menu, “Just your normal sunday.”

“Right,” Nabiki said.

Nabiki walk to the kitchen. Ryou look at Nabiki as he stood next to the kitchen door. “You talked for a while,” Ryou said.

“Just someone from a local restaurant,” Nabiki said, “She came here to get more than just something to eat.”

“I hope I don’t lose one of staff,” Ryou said, “This place is already under staff.”

“You didn’t,” Nabiki said, “I never go back on a business deal.”

Nabiki then made her to another table. There a young teen read the menu. Nabiki guess that she was a few years younger than her. Her dirty blond hair was drape an inch below her shoulder. The teen turned to look at Nabiki. Her green eyes look at Nabiki. The green of her eyes were framed by grey. She smiled showing her braces. “Sorry, I didn’t notice you.”

“Can I take you’re order?” Nabiki grunted.

“Sorry,” the teen said, “I’m Seed. Just came here from America.”

“May I take your order?” Nabiki said.

“I’ll have a nice club sandwich,” Seed said.

“Alright,” Nabiki said. As Nabiki walk away, Seed pulls a book from the hood of her sweatshirt.

Nabiki walks into the kitchen. She places the order with the other waiting orders. Then she slips into a chair. She made a small smile as constant pain fades. “Taking a brake,” Kasumi said, “That’s good. If you force yourself too hard you’ll only get hurt more.”

Jessibelle came running in. She slams an order down. “That ten orders taken and seven delivered so that’s seven,” she cheered she turn to Nabiki. “How many do you have?”

“I took five orders and delivered three,” Nabiki said.

“Three,” Jessibelle yelled, “Why do you have just three?”

“I’m hurt,” Nabiki said pointing at her knee.

“What,” Jessibelle yelled, “How can you be my rival if you’re hurt?”

“We went over this before,” Nabiki said.

“”I know but you never answer my question,” Jessibelle said.

Nabiki smiled and said, “I’m sure that Ichigo has more than you.”

“Right,” Jessibelle said. She pulled the order from Kasumi hands and ran from the room.

Later in the day the shop was closed. The waitress just sat in the kitchen. The sound of joyful chatter was given way to the sound of a broom pushing along the floor. “All of you did a good job,” Kasumi said.

“Hey Kasumi,” Ryou said, “I hope you don’t mind but I want to teach you about the lab. It would be helpful if someone was here to help the girls out.”

“Sure,” Kasumi said, “I need to stay later to clean. Girls you may change and go.”

Soon, Nabiki, Ichigo and Jessibelle walk from Mew Mew Café. “So Ichigo how many tables did you serve?” Jessibelle asked.

“I don’t know,” Ichigo said looking at the sky, “I never counted.”

“What,” Jessibelle scream, “One hurt and the others don’t count. How can we find the best?”

Just then a load bang came from over the tree line. “Come on,” Ichigo yelled.

“We should wait to see if it’s a monster,” Nabiki said.

“Yea,” Jessibelle said placing her hands behind her head. “It could be some bonehead martial artists going at it.”

“Hey,” Nabiki said, “I still practice the arts and you do too.”

“Only because my parents force me to,” Jessibelle said.

The three watched as a male landed before them. He stood up not bothering the beat the dust from his black pants. His long black ponytail bounces off his red shirt as his ready himself for his next move. Another teen leap toward them. He wore a worn, dull gold shirt with equally worn olive green pants. A yellow with short black strips headband kept his long bangs from getting into his sight. He swung an umbrella at the ponytail teen but he jump leave the umbrella to make a dent in the cement.

“See its just Ranma and Ryoga,” Nabiki said, “I think we should walk another way.”

They passed through a well wooden part of the park. A high pitch scream made them run. They saw a young teen hanging from a beast’s mouth by the hood she worn. The dog-like head swung the teen back and forth. The cat head of the beast turned to see the three new comes and hiss. Just then the hood holding the teen rips sending the teen at the group.

“I got her,” Jessibelle yelled. Second later, both slam into the ground. The two heads of the beast growl at the group as it watch them. Its long cat-like tail sway.

“Are you okay?” Ichigo asked as look young teen. With the hood gone she could see a strange white mark on the young teen’s shoulder.

As Nabiki slowly lower herself to the teen, she keeps her eyes on the beast. It walks around them. It gazes lock onto them. It walk on four dogs like legs with two cat like legs come from the side of it shoulder. Nabiki look down at the young teen. She remembers the young teen from the café, Seed. She watches as the strange pink creature hover to Seed and a open is small mouth so a power pendant drop in front of Seed.

Nabiki rose up and turn back to the monster. “It getting closer,” Nabiki said.

Ichigo help Seed to her feet. Jessibelle jump to her feet. “Look like it’s done wondering if we’re a threat or prey,” Jessibelle said, “I don’t like the outcome.”

“Just do what we’re doing,” Ichigo told Seed. “Mewtaphor.”

“This is some strange custom,” Seed said, “But Mewtaphor.” She was now wearing a white tank-top with no sleeves and a knee-length skirt, all with gray fringe around they edges of the outfit, along with a matching choker connected to the power pendant and the same separated sleeves as Ichigo, only matching the white outfit. A small deer tail came from her. On top of her head was a pair of deer ears. “Okay,” Seed said, “What now?”

“We need to fight,” Nabiki said running at the charging beast.

“I’m not going to fight,” Seed said.

“Yes, you are,” Jessibelle said as she grabs Seed and started to drag her.

Nabiki leapt over the claw swung at her. Ichigo was not so lucky. As she recover from the cat paw smashing her into the ground, the dog head lower itself to Ichigo it teeth clearly shown.

“Get away from her,” Jessibelle yelled. As she spins her blade to strike the dog head, the cat’s open mouth rushes at her. She jumps back. She bent her right leg as she raised the blade of her staff up. “Hey, Newby,” She yelled at Seed, “Do something.”

“I’m not going to fight it,” Seed cry as she steps back.

“You don’t have a choice,” Jessibelle yelled as block one of the beast claw. “Just try your attack.”

“Forest Beckon!” Seed yelled. Her right knee rest on the ground as she place her left hand on it as well. Around the beast trees rose from the ground. Braches came from the trees wrapping around the beast. Nabiki leap from behind the beast. She kicks the cat head into the dog head.

The beast readies its cat paw to strike. The tree branches wrap around the paw. The monster leaps up. The sound of splintering woods erupted from the trees.

“Nabiki,” Ichigo said.

Nabiki nodded and both grab their heart shape rod. “Strawberry Check,” They both yelled. The beast howled in pain until it crumbles into dust.

“I guess you won’t need me,” Ichigo said, “I’m glade I don’t need to ride the train here again.”

I’m willing to listens any ideals.

I could use a normal strangeness that happen to Ranma.

I plan on having two new mew mews but I still don’t have a clue who they would be or their mew mew form.

2006 –Thanks. I don’t want it to become the stander Ranma becomes a magical girl type. There are many stories out there where Ranma becomes a sailor scout. There many good story moments if Ranma does not become mew mew, like Ranma chasing Mew Mew Nabiki.

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