DOJO YABURI SAOTOME RANMA 1/2 (EPISODE 4)
A Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction Story
Copyright (C) 1998 Mark Ranel M. Lambo (maramala)
All Rights Reserved.
*Disclaimer: Ranma 1/2 and all related characters are copyright (c) 1998
Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Kitty Film, Viz, etc. All Rights Reserved.
Used without express permission (and hopefully _they_ won't bother to sue
such a humble homage of their work). The concepts are all mine however.
This has nothing to do at all with the Elseworlds series (hi, Biles-san!),
although the theme involved is pretty similar. The premise: what if
Ranma was an orphan?
*Author's Notes:
A ** ** indicates the character/s thoughts
A _ _ indicates the word/s to be stressed
A { } indicates what is written on the signs
A ' ' indicates a quotation
A < > indicates animal sounds
A > < indicates sound effects
This story contains violence and some mature situations, Parental Guidance
suggested (yeah, right).
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There is a certain high school in Nerima. The name of this certain
school is Furinkan High. Unlike most other high schools, Furinkan high is
not like the usual high school. Yes, it has the usual assortment of
teachers and students of every conceivable color and stripe which you
would come to expect from the average Japanese high school. But Furinkan
High is also a special school. For one thing, the school has a lax dress
code towards martial artists. And another thing, a sophomore student named
Akane Tendo, oddly enough, is considered to be the most desireable girl in
school, for no other fathomable reason than she, using the words of a
certain popular campus figure in the very same school, "only dates the ones
who defeat her in single martial arts combat first".
(Of course, I could also think up of plenty of other reasons why,
but this would turn my fanfic into a lemon, ne? -- maramala :)
And one more thing... Ranma Saotome, The Dojo Destroyer, and Akane
Tendou's fiancée, now goes to this very same school.
*********************
Ranma-kun reached a dead end corridor.
"Hah!" Kunou gloated, his apparent victory near. "The very gods
have decided! It is time, Saotome, to face my WRATH!" He roared, waving
his bokken in anticipation.
"Sorry to disappoint you, Kunou-sempai." Ranma-kun sneered,
leaping out the windows.
"If you think this is over, then you are wrong, Saotome! That will
not stop me!" Kunou followed after Ranma-kun.
**Incredible. Five floors high, and he follows. I underestimated
this one...** Ranma-kun thought, then gasped as he realized the trajectory
of his fall. **Crap. Not the...**
>SPLASH!<
Kunou still followed.
>SPLASH!<
Akane was watching the whole time. She shook her head again.
"Stupid jerks..." Sighing, she turned and ran down the stairs,
hurrying towards the campus swimming pool.
*********************
**Shit. I can't believe this is happening.** Ranma-chan thought,
furiously swimming towards the surface of the pool. **I hope no one saw me
change. The last think I wanted was to have everyone learn of my curse in
school. Damn... What else could go wrong..?**
As if on cue, someone grabbed her from behind. Ranma-chan froze,
knowing very well who it is...
*********************
Akane stopped at the poolside to catch her breath. "Whew... made
it." She immediately looked around, and sighed in relief as she saw that
she was the only one there at the moment. Thankfully, there is no classes
using the swimming pool at the time.
"I wonder what's going on down there?" Akane thought as she
watched the scuffle underwater.
Rising from the depths of the pool, Kunou emerged from the water
with a strange expression in his eyes. He promptly sailed off into the
horizon, as if hit by a very strong punch.
Ranma-chan surfaced with a disgusted expression on her face,
choking and gagging as she quicky made her way to the edge of the pool.
"What happened?" Akane asked, more out of curiousity than anything
else.
"He... he... _TOUCHED_ me." Ranma-chan stuttered. She slowly
lifted herself off the water, and sat on the poolside. "That... perverted
BASTARD... sukebe yarou... I can't believed he did that..."
"Ranma..."
Knowing Kunou well, he reappeared as quickly as he disappeared, and
strode regally towards the two girls as if nothing happened earlier. "And
thus, fate has delivered her to me." Kunou softly began. "What vision is
this before me? Expecting to vanquish a demon made flesh, the vile Saotome
who has the fair Akane Tendou in his diabolical grip, I have instead
subdued a most exquisite redheaded angel who has taken mortal form, this
mysterious damsel I now see before me, right beside the beauteous huntress
Akane Tendou, the object of my deepest affections."
Ranma-chan gagged.
"Who is this mysterious girl before me?" Kunou continued. "This
beautiful, pigtailed girl? Is she an angel, truly, one who has come down
from the very heavens to bear a most important of messages? If so, why
then is she here, of all the most unlikely of places to be in? Could it be
that the message this pigtailed angel from heaven brings is meant for me?
I am most deeply honored."
As Kunou bowed to the two girls, Akane tried to stifle a yawn, but
failed.
"But wait!" Kunou ranted on, getting more excited as he does so.
"Maybe there is more! Maybe the gods wish to give me great comfort to aid
me in my trials, as they did to other great yet lesser men many times in
history. Maybe my meeting this pigtailed angel was not one of chance, but
one destined by fate. Maybe she is so overjoyed to see me that she will
wholeheartedly agree... TO DATE ME!!!"
"WHAT!?!" Ranma-chan nearly screamed. "Are YOU out of YOUR MIND!
A... DATE?!? NEVER!"
Akane raised her head up as she rolled her eyes in exasperation.
"Kunou... get a grip, you moron."
Kunou turned to Akane. "Ah, my beloved... How good it is to see
you here. Maybe you both have come to an agreement, on who is to date with
me first." He smiled. "Do not worry yourself with such inconveniences, as
I am willing to take exceptions with our relationship, especially with the
new addition of this wondrous beauty now beside you..."
"Who ever said about going on a date... WITH YOU?!?" Akane said,
going into her fighting stance as she did so.
"Ah, but I forget... you will only agree to date those who have
defeat you, is it not so?" Kunou replied, calmly raising his bokken high
into the air in a gesture of invitation. "Very well then, my beloved.
Let us begin..."
*********************
Ranma-chan watched as Akane fought furiously with Kunou, who seemed
to be still fresh in spite the several heavy hits they have already dealt
to him. Even with Akane's skill and strength, Kunou had the advantage of
speed and a longer reach from his bokken, and Akane was beginning to tire.
"Arrgh!" Akane stumbled back as Kunou scored a hit on her injured
arm. It seems like she hasn't fully recovered from her beating a few days
ago.
"Thus it is foretold," Kunou declaimed yet again, swinging his
bokken around. "Now, shall you yield, and accept your defeat, Akane
Tendou?"
"NEVER!" Akane seethed. "I will NEVER LOSE!"
Kunou sighed. "So be it then. Let us continue..."
Ranma-chan stood up, clenching her fists. This is not her fight,
but the sight of Akane hurt stirred something in her. Although she could
see that Akane can handle this fight. she couldn't just stand by and watch
her take more hits from this crazed madman.
"KUNOU!" Ranma-chan shouted. "STOP! I WILL FIGHT YOU!"
"Oh?" Kunou turned to Ranma-chan. "And what is this? Is the fair
damsel, this beauteous pigtailed one, challenging me to a fight? Could it
be? Could she be very much like my beloved Akane Tendou, who can only
express themselves in glorious battle?"
"SHUT UP AND FIGHT!"
"Ranma! Don't interfere! This is MY fight!" Akane countered,
"TIME FOR YOU TO GO DOWN!" Ranma-chan screamed, ignoring Akane as
she began charging at Kunou.
"Ranma..." Akane's eyes went wide, and quickly got out of the way.
*********************
**Could this be it?**
He looked into the open gate. Inside was a large house, with a
large lawn in front. The cobbled walk led to the door, branching off into
the side towards what seems to be a dojo in the back. Several flowering
plants and trees dot the simple but elegant landscape.
On the porch, a beautiful young woman was busy sweeping the dust
off the steps of the house. Her long black hair was tied back in a white
ribbon and to the side. Noticing him, she looked up into his eyes.
"Yes?" She asked, in a most beautifully ethereal voice he has ever
heard. He felt lightheaded by just hearing that voice. His natural
shyness around girls started kicking in, and he found himself having
difficulty even opening his mouth.
"E-exc-cuse m-me," He spoke. "I-is t-this the T-tend-dou
D-doj-jo?"
"Yes, of course." The woman sweetly replied, still sweeping the
ground. "What is it?"
**This _is_ the Tendou Dojo! Success!** "I-if y-you d-don't mind,
w-where is R-r-ran-m..."
"Ranma? Well, you missed him. He already left for school a while
ago."
"What? Where?"
"Furinkan High..."
Kasumi stopped as the young man (whom we know so well) already
scampered off. "I have to be going," he said over his shoulder.
"Arigato."
Kasumi shrugged. "I wonder what that was about... Could he be
that lost friend of Ranma's?"
*********************
Nabiki sighed, as she replaced the damp towel on Kunou's forehead.
Kunou was lying on a hospital bed in the school clinic. He was wrapped in
bandages from head to toe, and was mumbling incoherently.
Nabiki sighed again. Five o'clock in the afternoon, everyone else
has practically gone home now, and here she was, stuck with babysitting
Kunou. She even has to cancel her... meeting with the other girls. She
sometimes wonder if this was all worth it.
"Kunou-chan, you've really done it this time."
Kunou slowly opens his eyes, blinking them several times as if
still dazed. "Ohh..."
Nabiki made an irritated sound. "You really need to work on your
technique."
"...my love, my darling..."
"Huh? What is it?"
Suddenly, Kunou sits up, eyes blazing. "Osage no Onna!"
>WHAM!<
Nabiki brings down the basin on Kunou's forehead. Hard. When she
lifted the metal pot off his head, the bottom is noticeably dented.
(However, this seems to have an opposite effect... but then again,
this is Kunou we are talking about. -- maramala :)
"Itee... Oh, it's you, Nabiki Tendou." Kunou spoke, feeling the
big lump on his forehead. "That hurt, you know."
"Oy, Kunou-chan, what's this about a pigtailed girl?"
"Ah, the lovely Pigtailed Girl. She is a vision of grace and
beauty... her soft, silky red hair, tied back into a long flowing pigtail...
those clear eyes, that sparkles and glitters like so..." He collapsed down
into the bed from the injuries, but still continued his ranting. "I must
find her, and proclaim my ardent devotion!"
Nabiki stiffled a laugh, trying not to let Kunou see her amusement.
She knows very well who this 'pigtailed girl' Kunou is referring to.
"Heh. This should be really interesting..."
*********************
Akane walked home in silence. Ranma-kun followed her while
balancing himself on the grilled fence beside her.
"Ranma..." Akane finally spoke, as she looked up to where he was
walking.
"Why did you interfere?" Ranma-kun immediately interrupted her.
"I should be asking you that question."
"Hmph... And have you embarrass the School of Anything-Goes
Martial Arts?" Ranma-kun crossed his arms. "I could take care of him
myself, no problem."
Akane looked up, an insult at the tip of her tongue. She stopped
as she saw Ranma-kun's grim features, his eyes gazing into the distance as
if he was busy contemplating on something. She turned away, grumbling.
Try as she might, she couldn't bring herself to say something, and decided
to continue walking onwards, ignoring Ranma-kun. **If you were a real
girl, I would have forgiven you...** She thought, as fresh memories of
Ranma-chan's engraged expression during their fight with Kunou filled her
thoughts during the rest of the walk home.
*********************
Meanwhile, the young man who earlier inquired to Kasumi where Ranma
is was now wandering around in some desert-like area.
**Great. Just great. I'm lost again. What else could go wrong
now?!?**
The young man reached into what seems to be a small country
village. He began walking aimlessly in the street, trying vainly to look
for directions to Furinkan High school.
Suddenly, the people in the village scattered in panic and fear as
a really large wild boar charged into the village from out of the
surrounding forest.
"Help!"
"Someone save us!"
"Wild boar!"
"Help!"
"What's going on?" The young man wondered, just when the said boar
turned a corner and the two came face-to-face with each other.
The wild boar charged.
The young man frowned and reared back... and just when the boar
was about to reach and gore him, he struck the boar in the head with one
deft sweep of his umbrella he was reaching back for.
>WHAP!<
The boar stopped in its tracks, then toppled over unconscious, its
eyes in swirls and a big lump forming on his head.
"Wow! Did you see that?"
"Yeah. _One_ blow."
"Incredible."
"Such power..."
"Thank you, young man." One of the elder villagers stepped forward. "Who are you?"
The young man bowed formally. "I am Ryouga Hibiki, sir."
"Thank you for saving our meager village, Ryouga Hibiki."
"It's nothing, really..." Ryouga grinned back, returning the
umbrella back to its ready position on his back. "Excuse me..?"
"Yes, what is it?"
"Um, does any of you know here where Furinkan High is?"
Ryouga's question was met with surprise. He could feel his cheeks
burn red with embarrasment and shame of his condition, and hoped that these
people wouldn't notice.
"Furinkan High?"
"That school?!?"
"Oh, _THAT_ school..."
Another elderly man steps forward. "Young man, you must be lost."
"Yeah, you're right. How can you tell?" Ryouga weakly laughed in
embarrasment, trying to make light of his sad plight.
The old man did not laugh. "Furinkan High is in Nerima."
"Thanks." Ryouga turned to go, but stopped. He turned back to the
old man. "Wait..?"
"Yes?"
"Where is Nerima?"
The old man pointed to a path that leads off into the mountains.
"That way."
"Thanks." Ryouga immediately set off in the other direction.
"Excuse me..?"
"Yes?" Ryouga stopped.
"Nerima is _that_ way," The old man pointed, sticking a thumb
towards the original direction.
"Oh. Sorry. Thanks again." Ryouga left, this time in the
direction the old man pointed at. **Ranma, I'm coming...**
Hibiki Ryouga left the village in Shikoku.
*********************
Dinnertime. At the Tendou residence, everyone ate together.
"Oy, Kasumi?"
"Hai, Ranma-kun?"
"Could I have some more, please..?" Ranma-kun held out his empty
bowl to Kasumi.
Kasumi smiled. "Of course, Ranma-kun." She took the bowl and
proceeded to fill it with another serving. "You know, someone was looking
for you a while ago."
"Arigato... Really? Who is it?" Ranma-kun asked as he received
the bowl now filled with rice from Kasumi.
"He did not give me his name... but he was dressed in a yellow
outfit, and wore a bandanna on his head."
Ranma-kun considered for a moment. "Was he carrying a backpack and
holding a red umbrella?"
"Yes, he has a backpack on, but his umbrella was slung on his
back."
"Close enough." Ranma-kun leaned back, smiling happily. "It is
Ryouga, all right. What did he say?"
"Well, he was looking for you..." Kasumi paused, unnerved by
Ranma-kun's smile. "And I think he was heading towards your school."
"Great. It'll take him weeks just to find his way to Furinkan
High." Ranma-kun sighed.
"Why is that?"
"Well... Ryouga's an OK guy, he just has this really bad sense of
direction."
"Oh, my..." Kasumi paused, deep in thought.
"What is it, Kasumi-oneechan?" Nabiki asked, eyebrow raised.
"No wonder he went the wrong way."
Everyone else facefaulted.
*********************
After a while...
"So, how was school?" Soun asked his daughters.
Akane carefully weighted her words before finally speaking. "We
were late today."
"Oh?" Soun frowned. "Didn't you two leave for school pretty much
early?"
"Yes..." Ranma-kun replied. "But we met the most... interesting
of people."
Akane nodded.
Soun shrugged. "I hope your studies won't be affected by this
incident."
"Aw, it's nothing, dad... It's only for today, and it _is_ Ranma's
first day of school..."
"Heh, I heard what happened with Kunou-chan today..." Nabiki spoke
up, grinning.
"Hmm?" Ranma-kun turned to Nabiki. "So, how did he take it?"
"Well... He's likely to challenge you to a duel sometime... Kunou
really hates to lose."
"I see." Ranma-kun nodded. "I hope I don't have to beat him up
too many times before he gives up."
"Heh... I won't bet ten yen on it. Kunou's not the type to give up
that easily."
"Good. I need the practice."
"Heh. I thought you'd say something like that." Nabiki finishes
her dinner and stands up. "Oh, and don't forget to give your fiancée a
good-night kiss."
Akane choked on her rice. "Nabiki!"
Nabiki grinned and went upstairs.
*********************
**I can't sell these pictures,** Nabiki thought gloomily.
She sat up, massaging her head. She then looked at the stack of
photos on her desk again, the same pictures she took of Ranma-chan asleep
and naked the first time. **And these were good too. But they are just
too risque to risk spreading around the campus.**
Nabiki had many ways to make money. Chief among these were the
distribution of pictures of certain well-known females, mostly to the
student body of Furinkan High. This business started during her freshman
year when she noticed how many people collected pictures of pretty girls,
and decided to make some cash out of it. With the principal on indefinite
leave, it was easy for her to sell the pictures without any hassles.
At first, most of her friends were skeptical of this scheme, but a
little convincing, mostly financial, was all that took to convince them to
her side. She has had several models over the years, all rangiing from the
waifish to the buxom, well-endowed ones. She even got several of the more
"liberal" (read: wild and daring) of the faculty members getting in on the
act. As for customers, Nabiki received a tremendous boost in sales when
she decided to go for inter-campus, and soon orders for pictures could be
received from far away as an all-boy school in Hokkaido. She has currently
contemplated on catering for male pictures, as it could open potential
markets from the girls, like the nearby all-girl school of St. Hebereke,
but she haven't found any potential willing male models yet... or any girls
willing to secretly take pictures of certain popular boys while keeping
their cool and not get caught...
Nabiki had many beautiful and desirable models. Yet no one could
surpass them all as did her own younger sister Akane. At first, Akane
protested, and swore at her, but soon gave up. She was just too much in
demand. Besides, pictures are a lot less demeaning than selling one's used
underwear, something Nabiki is neither crazy nor greedy enough to do. Why
should she be greedy, with all the cash coming in from her many business
interests alone?..
**And now this.** Nabiki thought, staring at Ranma-chan's naked
form sleeping serenely in the picture. **How could I make a good profit
out of this..?**
First she considered blackmail, then just as quickly discarded it.
She knew very well what he could do, and from what happened to Akane, she
was sure Ranma-kun would certainly do the same to her without a second
thought. A brief image of Kunou came into her mind, and she brightened up,
smiling. **Kunou. Yes, of course...** He was her best customer. Unlike
most others, he only buys pictures of only one girl, in this case Akane,
yet what makes him the better customer was the fact that Kunou was and is
willing to pay exorbiant prices for them. Most of Nabiki's other girls
give him a wide berth, since he is considered her unspoken prey, hers and
hers alone.
May the gods have mercy on anyone who gets in Nabiki's way...
**I guess he'll make a good customer, especially since he did
express interest on 'the pigtailed girl'. But...**
Nabiki slowly traced a line on her... his... beautiful curves in
the picture she was holding. **Why do men fantasize about _these_ little
things anyway? These are just pictures, after all...** Somehow, despite
how her mind protested, she kept looking at Ranma-chan's picture again.
Her left hand slowly went into her loose cotton shirt and felt herself up,
her fingers reaching up to her bosom and cupped her right breast, a moan
escaping her lips as she squeezed...
She brought several pictures with her to bed that night.
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END OF PART 4
*(Author's Postscript: Yeah, yeah, I know this part is a bit more citric
than usual. It even unnerved me too... You can delete the last part
from your copy if you like. Thanx again to those who sent encouragement
and C&Cs (U know who U are. ;) Really sorry for the delay. Had a really
bad case of writers' block right after writing episode 3. Thankfully, I'm
all right now (really!), and I'll be continuing the series. Please send
C&C email to maramala@geocities.com (no flames, please!) Salamat po.
And visit my web page at http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Ginza/2415
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