Life of Chaos
Prologue - An Insane Day
Chapter 2 - Dawn of the New Year
Characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi and Viz Communication, and some
other companies. Used without permission. I'll return them as soon as I
finish my other series, and... well... that might take a while. I lent
Ryoga's mom a copy of story plots and well... she's a Hibiki... it'll
take some time before I see her again and find out what she did with
them.
This series starts the same morning as the final page of manga volume
38.
This is manga based, while one part of this was dealt with in the anime-
it didn't occur in the manga so all the effects are 'first time.'
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The final bell rang to begin class. The problem was the teacher had left
to replace her shirt and only a third of the class was ready to start.
One third were currently missing and the other third were lying on the
floor unconscious.
"CCCCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!" Echoed through the
school and was getting closer to the classroom.
Just as Ranma passed the open window to the hall, Ukyou swung her battle
spatula to remove clinging neko-Shampoo from Ranma's back. Ranma ran
into the wall and fell unconscious.
Ranma had at least woken up the rest of the class though.
"What are you doing here?" Ukyou asked the agitated cat.
"She's one of our classmates," Akane answered.
"Wonderful." Ukyou groaned in expectant pain.
"Kuonji-san, please take Shampoo and help her get ready for class," Ms.
Hinako said, returning to class wearing a rather tight T-shirt with CoCo
Live written on the front.
Ukyou nodded and then glared at the cat. She wanted to help Ranchan wake
up and make sure he was all right, but she wasn't about to disobey the
vampiric teacher.
Shampoo looked at Ukyou in shock. She did NOT like the spatula-girl's
change in attire. If Ukyou was going to start using feminine charms on
her airen, it meant her chances with Ranma had just gotten worse.
Akane had moved over to where Ranma lay. She shook the redhead. "Come
on, baka, wake up."
"Oh, my pig-tailed goddess! What has befallen you!" Kuno rushed to help
the moment he saw her.
Akane punched the samuri-wanna-be across the room, and he was once again
down for the count. She then shook Ranma again. "You can't sleep now!"
"Few more minutes, 'Kane," Ranma mumbled in her sleep.
"Wake up!"
"Come on, a few more minutes and I'll do whatever ya want." Ranma rolled
over and tried to pull the tile floor around her.
Akane blushed furiously at some of the comments the other students made
about what that 'whatever' was. Particularly from Sentarou's statement
of how Satsuki usual woke him up, which wasn't something Akane wanted to
do until after she was married.
Satsuki dropped an entire silver tea ceremony set on her husband's head.
"Don't say that in public," she scolded him in a harsh whisper.
Akane slapped Ranma for embarrassing her like that. He was giving the
class the wrong idea about her.
"What 'cha do that for," Ranma grumbled.
"You're asleep in class AND you said something perverted." Akane glared
at him.
"Did not!"
"Ranma, what does Akane normally want to do WITH you when you wake up?"
Hiroshi asked lecherously.
"Spar in the dojo, what else?"
"Something which clothes get in the way of, perhaps?" Daisuke joined in.
Ranma turned towards Akane. "You know that's not what I meant. They're
the ones bein' perverted."
"Whatever," Akane growled.
Kodachi was finding everything very confusing. She wasn't planning on
showing Ranma her usual affections until after she had a proper grasp of
the situation. She wasn't about to blindly continue her previous
attempts to win him when she now had the luxury of watching him and
finding out his likes and dislikes. Not to mention possibly finally
understanding what hold the Tendo wench and that vile pig-tailed girl
had on her love. Unfortunately, everything she had seen so far was
rather... weird. Even by her standards. Forming an appropriate means to
win Ranma may take longer than expected.
"All right, class. We will wait for those who are not present before
assigning seats. However, I would like to take nominations for class
representative."
"Akane," Yuka nominated.
"I decline!" Akane said sharply.
"Satsuki," Sentarou volunteered.
Kuno groggily woke up.
"I feel Sentarou would be better," Satsuki said.
"I nominate Ayashi for class rep," Rumiko ventured.
Ukyou and Shampoo walked into class and a guy with his hair tied up into
a long ponytail followed them.
Ukyou wanted an excuse, any excuse to pound the guy knowing full well
who he was.
Kuno stood proudly. "I nominate my glorious self to the exalted position
of classroom representative."
"Can I make an anti-nomination?" Ranma asked.
"No." Ms. Hinako glared at Saotome.
"You wound me, my fair goddess." Kuno actually sounded hurt.
"To bad it wasn't fatal," Ranma quipped.
"I nominate Sayuri," Akane said.
"Are you mad?" Sayuri scowled at her friend. "I decline."
"Ukyou-sama for class rep!" the pony-tailed guy cheered.
Ukyou glared at him. "There is no way I can be class rep, pervert. I'm
not normally in school all day."
"But Ukyou-sa...."
"Shut up, Tsubasa."
"Any other nominations?" Ms. Hinako asked. "No, okay. Raise your hand if
you want Kuno as class rep...."
Kuno and Mariko raised their hand.
"Raise your hand for Sentarou...."
Satsuki raised her hand.
"Now for Satsuki...."
Sentarou, Akane and Shampoo raised their hands.
"And raise your hand if you want Ayashi."
The rest of the class placed their vote.
"We have a landslide victory. Congratulations Ayashi," Ms. Hinako said.
"I should have declined," Ayashi mumbled.
"Too late," Rumiko giggled.
"Why hast I been abandoned? My loves and even my sister did not vote for
me?" Kuno wailed.
"I didn't abandon you, K-U-N-O!" Mariko tried to comfort him.
"My heart has already been claimed," Kuno said flatly.
"But they don't L-O-V-E you like I do!"
"I think I'm going to be sick," Ranma commented.
"Do not fear, my love. I shall always belong to you and Akane."
Ranma punched him into the wall. "I'm going to get some hot water."
"How dare you hurt him. I, M-A-R-I-K-O, challenge you!" Mariko held two
batons in combat position.
"Listen for a sec." Ranma said, not regarding her as a threat. "I don't
even like Kuno, but he won't accept that I don't love him. Besides, if I
wanted to find someone to love, it'd be from a girl."
Mariko's eyes widen in shock. "Y-your a l-les... l-e-s-b-i-a-n?"
Ranma looked puzzled for a second, but before she could reply Akane
said, "You could say that."
"Akane...." Ranma hissed.
"You have to admit, it's sort of true."
"Do not." Just before Ranma left the room, Ms. Hinako gave the redhead
two minutes to return.
Ms. Hinako watched the class waiting for the remaining students to
arrive. She felt sorry for the non-fighters that got placed into this
joke of public education. The only criterion for being placed into this
class was having the worse student files of the juniors. Most of those
trained in martial arts had misconduct files at least several
centimeters thick. The Daimonjis' weren't here for their abilities as
fighters and their potential to cause problems, but because they were
married. Other students like, Matsuko and Sieki, had picked up a bad
reputation through means other than fighting. Akane and Ranma's friends
were placed in this class for being associated with the disruptive
students. The remainder were borderline cases that weren't truly bad,
just that they skipped more classes or run across the principal's path
one too many times.
Ranma almost made it to class when he noticed Mikado coming from the
stairs.
"Well, hello, Saotome. I must say you are stronger than I remember."
Mikado rubbed his jaw for emphasis. "Quite frankly, I don't care how
good of a martial artist you are. I don't intend on fighting you."
"Oh, so what do you want, lech?" Ranma asked evenly.
"What I want is to see you in ruin, and I'm the one that's going to do
it. I'll take away from you everything you hold dear, starting with you
fiancee."
"You try that, and I will kill you."
"Oh?" Mikado raised an eyebrow. "Tell me Ranma, does your sense of honor
allow you to beat up someone who has sworn off fighting? You attack me
and I will not defend myself. If you kill me, it would be murder."
Ranma shook in impotent fury. "You didn't."
"Yes, I did. But if you want, I'll swear it again. I, Sanzenin Mikado,
hereby swear to never again use my skill in martial arts. I swear to use
all of my intelligence, charm, good-looks and family fortune to bring
ruin upon Saotome Ranma, Tendo Akane, that girl with red hair and Hibiki
Ryoga for defeating the Golden Pair."
"Oh, really. Just how do you expect to pull that off?"
"It's simple really, but telling you how... would not be in my best
interest. Kiss whatever happiness you have, good-bye." Mikado walked
into class.
Ranma glared at him and followed.
Ranma noticed something was written on the chalkboard, [No fighting-
punishment chi draining.] He then looked around class and saw it had
become pockets of students chatting with each other, more or less.
Mariko was fawning over Kuno, much to his displeasure since she kept him
from talking to Akane.
Konatsu was talking to Ukyou while keeping an eye on Tsubasa.
Tsubasa would gaze lovingly at Ukyou then at another girl and then go
back to looking at the okonomiyaki chef.
Shampoo wanted to knock Mousse out of the classroom, but she knew full
well what would happen if she did.
Rumiko blushed furiously as Mousse proclaimed his undying love for her.
Well, his undying love for Shampoo, but he was looking straight at her.
Kodachi and Seiki were both standing in back of class. They seem to be
observing and cataloging everything that was going on.
The remainder were just chatting.
"Now since everyone is finally here," Ms. Hinako began. "We'll select
the seating arrangement." She pulled out a fish bowl filled with slips
of paper. "In this bowl are pieces of paper with each of your names
written on them. Ayashi, as class rep, you will draw the names."
Ayashi reluctantly went to the front of the class. "Here goes nothing."
She pulled a name. "Kuno Kodachi."
Kodachi sat at the last seat in the row next to the outside windows,
seat A6. From there she could watch everyone in class.
Ayashi reached for another name. "Kuonji Ukyou."
Ukyou smiled cheerily. This early in selection she would be able to
ensure Ranma would get to sit next to her. She knew Ranma didn't want to
be near Kodachi or the front of the classroom. Choosing this soon also
meant that she would have to make sure she had plenty of available seats
around her since the seats in the back of class would fill up quickly.
She sat down two rows from the hall and second seat from the back, D5.
"Daimonji Sentarou."
Sentarou shrugged and down towards the back of the class, seat B5.
"Takahashi Rumiko."
Rumiko knew full well what her class was capable of and didn't want to
miss any of the action. She also wanted a way out of the firing line.
The middle of the back row would be perfect, seat C6.
"Kurenai Tsubasa."
Tsubasa tried to walk, and not skip merrily, towards the desk E5, right
next to Ukyou. If his beloved Ukyou was going to act more like a girl,
then he would act more like a guy. He wondered why Ukyou was glaring at
him, though.
"Daimonji Satsuki."
Satsuki glided to the seat next to her husband, desk C5. She wondered
why the girl next to her was grumbling.
"Kenzan Konatsu."
Konatsu sauntered over to the desk behind Ukyou. He wasn't about to let
the guy that Ukyou obviously didn't like to annoy her.
"Tendo Akane."
Akane looked over the class and frowned. She didn't want to sit too
close to Ukyou considering what she did at the wedding fiasco. Sitting
near Kodachi was NOT an option. Ranma wouldn't want to sit near the
front, though. She had to decide now, and went with the desk two seats
in front of Ukyou, D3.
"Unryu Akari."
Akari skipped towards desk C3, next to her friend, Akane, and with so
many seats around them, Ryoga was sure to be able to sit next to her.
"Gosunkugi Hikaru."
Most of the seats around Akane were available. He could sit near his
love. But... the wedding fiasco was fresh in his mind, and unlike
several others in the room he knew who would marry Ranma, barring acts
of kami.... Actually a kami has tried to stop that and failed. He went
to the back corner of the room, seat E6. Perhaps he could find someone
else to long for and if he did, maybe she would even give him the time
of day.
"Sanzenin Mikado."
He looked at the taken seats and was determined not to sit next to
Azusa. He looked at the girls who already claimed seats. Akane was one
of his targets, and while sitting next to her would be conducive to
success. However, if he was able to win her over, seduce her and dump
her quickly enough, well... he didn't want to be in arms reach. Not to
mention that most of the seats around her were still open. Besides,
while Rumiko was plain looking and Satsuki was taken, if he cared about
that, that Kodachi girl was a looker. If he sat next to them, in seat
B6, there would only be one seat still open and little chance Azusa
would get it.
"Seiki Ryunami."
Ryunami looked over the class with a critical eye. She would have
preferred a seat in the back of the class but desk A5 was the only real
option for her.
"Saotome Ranma."
Ranma walked over and plopped down into seat E3, next to Akane. His mind
boggled when she smiled sweetly at him.
"Msu Si?" Ayashi looked at the card strangely. She saw Mousse move
towards a seat. Must be something with Chinese names she didn't
understand.
Mousse liked that they were pronouncing his name better. They still had
an accent, which caused it to still be slightly mangled, but it was an
improvement. He looked at the seats knowing Shampoo would want to sit
near Ranma more than him, but he didn't want her to sit anywhere near
Saotome. He decided to sit behind Akane, in desk D4, in hopes that all
the seats around Ranma would be taken before Shampoo would get a choice.
"Bosabosa Daisuke." Ayashi giggled a little at his clan name. It was a
small clan and not one most girls would like attached to their name.
Daisuke sat in front of Seiki, desk A4, as it would allow him to gaze
out the window during class. The soccer field was in plain view so if
Ranma or any of his friends put on a show their, he had his balcony seat
reserved.
"Chapatsu Hiroshi."
Hiroshi looked at the seat next to Daisuke and the one in front of it.
Next to him was easier to pass notes, but to gaze outside and watch
the girls from other classes participating in gym wasn't something he
was willing to pass up. So, A3 it was.
"Hibiki Ryoga."
Ryoga looked at Akari and then Akane and back to Akari. He sighed. Akane
was as good as married. So was he, but not to whom he had thought it
would be for so long. He had loved Akane, and still did in some ways,
but it was more like an over-protective brother now. His heart belonged
to Akari now. How he fell for a pig lover he didn't know. He decided to
sit at desk B3, next to Akari but away from Akane. He didn't want to
bring up any old temptations to be with his first love.
"Shan Pu."
Shampoo leaped for the desk E4, behind Ranma. She wanted to sit next to
him and was not pleased he chose to sit next to the kitchen destroyed.
She wished Mousse hadn't chosen to sit near her beloved, he was sure to
interfere. But dealing with a pesky duck was a small price to pay to be
near Ranma. Shampoo smiled triumphantly at Ukyou, who was growing
increasingly upset especially since Ranma had chosen his seat.
"Kumon Ryu."
Ryu shrugged looking around the classroom. He didn't really know anyone
besides Ranma, but he had no desire to be in the front of the class. C4
looked fine to him, towards the back middle and near Akane.
"Finally."
Ayashi tossed her book-bag on desk A2. She wished she could avoid
sitting near any of the psychos, including her teacher. There wasn't
much of a choice now. It was either near Hinako or Ryoga. She hoped the
walking tank was safer than the vampire. Worse came to worse, there was
always the quick route out of the school. Sure it was a two-story drop,
but some of the things these guys could do would hurt a lot more.
"Shiratori Azusa."
Azusa skipped toward the desk behind her beloved Charlotte, seat B4. She
hated that Tendo girl for taking her prized possession. Charlotte was so
CUTE and was also a hunk. Much better looking than her partner, if you
want to call him that. Azusa had planned on doing some mean, rotten and
generally uncute things to Akane, but now she wanted to do even worse
things since her beloved pet didn't even belong to the Tendo girl but
some psycho with a mallet. She would have to do something about this
Akari girl as well for claiming Charlotte.
"Tanaki Sayuri."
Sayuri had hoped she was in the wrong room. She sighed and sat down in
desk D2, in front of Akane. This was going to be a long year.
"Genmizu Yume."
Yume wanted to know why she was here. This class was full of problem
students, and she certainly didn't consider herself one. She only knew
of one misconduct that could land her here, and wondered why she was the
one elected to be here when there were so many other students who had
hit the principal too, some of them several times. Sure most of them hit
him on the head, but why would kicking him in the crouch be different-
besides the soprano note of pain that is. She'd do it again too if he
tried to cut her hair. She spent three years growing it and wasn't about
to loss it to a nut cased. Yume sighed, deciding to make the best of it
and sat in the front row, desk D1.
"Masaki Yuka."
This year was going to be FUN. More fights, more relationship problems,
more gossip and just more plain more insanity. School used to be boring
until she went to Furinkan, and this class was going to be full
adventures. Best of all, she gets to watch it all from the sidelines and
not have to deal with it herself. One or two adventures wouldn't be bad,
but nothing more than that. She sat down at desk E2, near her friends
and in earshot range of Akane and Ranma's misadventures.
"Kuno Tatewaki." Ayashi prayed he would sit near her.
Kuno frowned seeing that the only desk near Akane would not allow him to
view her beauty without being noticed. He could sit at desk C2 where she
could gaze at his glorious image during the long, tedious hours of
school. That would have to do for now. He wished for a means to have
Ranma moved to another part of class, or better yet out of it, so that
he could sit next to Akane. But alas the school system, nay the teacher
was a strict enforcer of rules and he would not be able to change things
without undo cause.
"Tensuke Kenshiro."
Kenshiro didn't particularly like the idea of being in a class of psycho
martial artists. He may be a jock and his frequent unauthorized time away
school may have landed him in the class of freaks, but he had no desire
to be with these guys anymore than necessary. The seat next to the door,
desk E1, was the best bet for him.
"Konjo Mariko."
Mariko cartwheeled to the seat next to her beloved Kuno, desk B2. She
was going to do everything in her power to make Kuno look at her the way
he looks at those two perverts. She had thought when the pig-tailed girl
had professed love to the Tendo girl during the cheerleading competition
that it was a mistake. Knowing that the pig-tailed girl was a lesbian
and that Akane had seemed to be very happy to hear the redhead profess
love for her, she realized two girls were obviously lovers and her
beloved wanted in on the act. Judging by the way the girls act, Mariko
doubted they would allow any guy into their bed. She would have to cure
him of that desire... or find another girl who wouldn't mind a
three-some.
Ayashi frowned when the drug addled cheerleader chose a seat next to
her. This was NOT good. She drew the last name. "And finally, Matsuko
Hiro."
Hiro grumbled and sat at seat A1. It was near the windows, away from the
martial artist of ridiculous skills, and hopefully out of the peripheral
sight of the chibi-vampiric teacher.
Ms. Hinako, once again a child, giggled as she ran up to her desk. "Okay
class, now that we have that settled I'll go over the rules you will
NEED to follow. No fighting, talking without authorization, passing of
notes, sleeping nor eating in class. Don't let me catch you if you skip
class either. Punishment is having your chi drained. Understood?"
Most of the new students to Furinkan looked at her strangely.
"Come on little girl, this is a poor joke. When is the teacher coming
back?" Kumon asked.
Hinako glared at him, and the returning students moved away from him.
Kumon felt suddenly doomed to pain.
"Happo Go En Shatsu!" the child teacher cried out.
Kumon thought as slumped on top of his desk. He watched
as the teacher returned to her adult form.
"Anyone else going to call me, 'little girl?'" Hinako played with the
coin in her hand. She looked over the class and no one moved. "Thought
so.
"There are many other regulations in the school rule book. Many of which
were written by Principal Kuno." Ms. Hinako dropped the inch thick book
of school regulations into the garbage can. "The rules you should follow
should be common sense. I know some of you..." Hinako looked at Ranma.
"...will have a hard time with that, but there is no way to conduct
class with the principal's regulations. Just show up everyday, pay
attention to your teacher and mind your place and we'll get along fine."
The bell rang signifying change of class.
"Homeroom is over. Now if you'll get out your English textbooks, we can
begin class."
Author's Notes:
And the new school year begins with surprisingly little damage done so
far. Nabiki is not taking any bets on how long the school will be
standing though.
Part 3: Morning classes.... Well, I hope it's more than just English
class, but it might end up that way.
Seating chart:
A B C D E
1 Matsuko Genmizu Tensuke
2 Wataru Konjo Kuno T Tanaki Masaki
3 Chapatsu Hibiki Unryu Tendo Saotome
4 Bosabosa Shiratori Kumon Msu Si Shan Pu
5 Sieki Daimonji Sen Daimonji Sat Kuonji Kurenai
6 Kuno K Sanzenin Takahashi Kenzan Gosunkugi
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Sanity is highly overrated.
Mom said there would be days like this,
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