Authors Notes: Well, I've started to restart my Ranma 1/2 fan fiction since I didn't like where the other one was headed. I have invented new characters. OC TIME! xD
Tell me Something
Chapter One
"Ranma...?" Akane knelt in the puddles of rain as it continued pounding down on to her. There before her on all fours was the girl version of Ranma. His shoulders were falling up and down, his red braid fallen over his shoulders. "Ranma..." Akane whispered again, now reaching out for him. As if he could sense the touch coming he pulled away. He felt backwards, using his hands to support him. His green eyes shimmered as they stared back into Akane's concerned eyes. "I'm sorry, Ranma..." Akane whispered. He looked away.
"Please..." He replied softly. "I don't need your sympathy." Akane looked over to see the attacker, standing there. She stood and the attacker assumed a fighting position. Akane stepped infront of Ranma.
"Who are you?" Akane demanded, going into a fighting position. All the students from the school yard stared on, whispering. "Why did you attack Ranma!"
"I'm afraid I only answer important questions..." The attacker said in a bored tone. He flipped a long strand of black hair over his shoulders. His gold eyes flickered with a certain feeling. "But, you must answer me something." He let his guard down and crossed the school yard. Akane put her arms down but remained ready. His kimono trailed after him through the deep puddles that were forming. "Where did Ranma Saotome find someone like you?" He brought his cold hand up and pressed it gently against Akane's wet cheek. She slapped his hand away.
"ANSWER ME!" Akane barked, her brow furrowing. He smirked and let out a little laugh.
"A girl with spunk. I like it." He laughed now and turned away from her. "I am known as Cuhtilda."
"Cuhtilda...?" Akane repeated. "What do you have to do with Ranma?"
"Oh?" Cuhtilda looked over his shoulders, his eyebrows knitted together. "Saotome! You don't remember me?" Ranma was on his feet in seconds and rounding around Akane.
"I have a lot of names to remember!" Ranma said in his soprano voice. "I sure don't remember you, Buddy! Now what do you want with me! What did I do to you?"
Cuhtilda clenched his hands shut. His eyebrows twitched and he clenched his teeth together. "HOW COULD YOU NOT REMEMBER ME!" Cutilda spun around, bringing his hand out. "YOUR OWN BROTHER!"
Ranma's eyes grew wide. "No. No. No! I'm an only child!" Ranma told him. "You're confused, Buddy! I don't have a brother."
"I AM YOUR OLDER BROTHER!" Cuhtilda shouted to him through the pounding rain. "Of course, Mother-Dearest told you nothing of me! Genma either, I suppose." Ranma looked at Akane who was equally confused. Just then, Ranma caught something through the air. A scroll. "Give that to Daddy." Cuhtilda told him and with that he was gone.
"Akane..." Ranma turned to him. "Let's go get some hot water! Quick! Grab your umbrella!"
...
"A brother?" Dr. Tofu repeated as Ranma wrung his shirt out over the sink. Akane nodded, some droplets of water falling from her hair. Dr. Tofu rolled the scroll up. Ranma shook his hair dry, it now in it's normal jet black hair color. "Why wouldn't your parents tell you of an older brother?"
"Beats me." Ranma shrugged, buttoning his shirt up now. "He only looked four or five years older than me." Ranma now smoothed out his long sleeves. "I would of remembered another kid around the house."
"Why would Mr. Saotome even hide another boy? Why wouldn't he take you both on a training trip?" Akane asked. Ranma shook his head not knowing the reasons either. "Dr. Tofu, if we were to bring Cuhtilda to you, could you do a DNA test?"
"Why don't you take this scroll to Mr. Saotome first?" Dr. Tofu suggested, pushing it back into Akane's hands. "See if you can perhaps force some answers out of him first."
"Oh, we'll definetly force." Ranma muttered, pulling his backpack on. He tossed Akane her school briefcase. "This old man isn't going to be able to feel his legs anymore after I'm through with him! Come on, Akane!"
Akane laughed nervously and looked back at Dr. Tofu. She bowed silently. "He's just joking... Right, Ranma?" Akane called nervously. She quickly jogged after him, pulling her umbrella from the rack.
...
"POPS! GET OUT HERE!" Ranma screamed from the living room. "WE GOT RICE BALLS!" In seconds, Soun and Genma both appeared in their seats and began eating vigoursly. Akane and Ranma now seated themselves. "Hey, Pops." Ranma said. Genma flicked an eye at him. "You got a letter."
Genma slowly took the scroll into his hands, chewing the rest of his rice ball. His eyes darted across the scoll, but soon he began to slowly lose color in his face. His eyes nearly bugged out of his face.
"So, is there something you should be telling me?" Ranma glared at him. "He defeated me! He humilated me infront of the entire school!" Genma slowly stood but Ranma shot to his feet. "YOU AREN'T GOING ANYWHERE!" Ranma pointed across the table. Genma stood there like a deer in the headlights. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME I HAD AN OLDER BROTHER!"
"Welcome home, Ranma, Akane." Kasumi greeted. "Why are we yelling? Would you like some water with your dinner perhaps?" Genma dodge for the water but Ranma did a backflip, abruptly knocking the tray from Kasumi's hands. She gasped as the china set went flying through the air. Akane slid across the floor catching the tray and all of it's contents. She let out a sigh of relief.
"Start talking, Old Man!" Ranma demanded. Genma shook his head and began backing up. "YOU BETTER TELL ME!" Ranma brought his fists up. "I won't hesistate to beat it out of you!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" Genma surrendered, falling to his knees. "I'm sorry, Ranma!" Ranma rolled his eyes and knelt before his father. Akane set the water on the table and rounded to where the Saotome's were.
"Now... why didn't you tell me I had an older brother?" Ranma asked. Nabiki came into the room.
"What's with the yelling?" She asked, but Kasumi hushed her and pointed to the scene unraveling.
"Why don't I remember an older brother anyway?" Ranma asked. When his father said nothing, he offered, "Why don't we all gather around the table." So everyone did so. Akane and Ranma opposite of Genma, staring intently. "Now." Ranma said, his eyes intense. "Why didn't we take Cuhtilda on the trip with us?"
"Cuhtilda?" Genma eyed him. "Is that what he calls himself now?"
"You mean, you didn't name him Cuhtilda?" Akane asked. Genma shook his head.
"You see, 'Cuhtilda'," Genma did air quotes. "Is close to nine years older than Ranma. His name isn't Cuhtilda though. Your mother and I named him Drager." (Author's Notes: It's pronounced Drey-Ger.) "By the time you were born Ranma, Drager was gone."
"Where did he go at such a young age?" Kasumi asked innocently. Genma sighed.
"Drager was sent to an asylum house." A silence came over the room as Ranma soaked this in. "He killed a little girl in his grade when he was eight. The doctor's diagnosed it as a corrupt thinking habit. He was deemed critically insane. We had no choice but to send him away..." Genma sighed, "Your mother was so upset. Therefore, we had you, Ranma."
"I was only born to fill the hole of your insane son?" Ranma asked in disbelief. He now stood. "How is Drager so good at martial arts?"
"It was a born gift." Genma told Ranma. "I was planning to take him on a trip to teach him the ways, but he was already so good. That's how he was able to kill the little girl."
"You were going to take him on the trip you took me on." Ranma said, no life in his tone. "I gotta think about this." Ranma turned for the hallway. "After I think about it, I'm gonna go find Drager."
...
"Ranma...?" Akane leaned out the door to the balcony. There he was, leaning against the railing and staring out at the sunset.
"Why does this happen to me, Akane?" Ranma asked slowly. She slid the door shut behind her and walked up next to him. "My dad always finds a way to screw me over. I bet Drager hates me. I bet he's mad that I got to grow up with our parents and they sent him away."
"I don't think he's angry with you." Akane told him.
"He took me down in an instant. We have the same fighting technique. I've never met someone like that. I bet I looked pathetic." Ranma sighed deeply. "I need your opinion."
"My opinion?" Akane repeated. He now turned to her.
"Well..." He blushed, "You are my fiancee." She blushed as well. A gust of wind went inbetween them. "What should I do, Akane?" He asked. "Should I invite him to stay with us? I mean, I was always an only child. No one to play with. Maybe we should get to know each other, y'know?"
"I think that's a great idea, Ranma." Akane told him with a smile. He returned the smile. The two blushed and looked away.
"I'd love to." Akane screamed and leapt twenty feet in the air while Ranma spun around to the tree branch behind Akane. There was Drager sitting on the tree branch, swinging his legs like a little kid. Akane popped out from behind Ranma.
"Wait..." Akane whispered, "He was in an insane asylum. How do you think his mind works?" Ranma shrugged and smiled towards his older brother.
"Well, hiya, Drager." Ranma waved his hands. Drager shot him a nasty look.
"No!" Drager leapt onto the balcony. He stomped his feet like a six year-old. "Don't call me, Drager! Call me Cuhtilda."
"But, Drager is your real name." Ranma told him.
"In the asylum, Anna called me Cuhtilda. She said it was better than stupid Drager." Drager countered, crossing his arms. Akane stepped out from behind Ranma and Drager's eyes switched to love. "Uhm. Hello! Which name do you like better?" Ranma rolled his eyes.
"I like Drager better." Akane told him.
"Okay!" Drager nodded. "Screw what Anna said."
"Okay, okay." Ranma waved his hands. "Drager, would you like to stay with Akane and I?"
"Akane?" Drager's eyes slid over to look at Akane, her hair bobbing up and down as she nodded. "I'd love to." Drager looked back to Ranma. "Is Daddy here, too?"
"Yes... Daddy is here, too." Ranma said uncomfortably. "Mom isn't though. Pops and I are bunking with the Tendo's. They'll all be gone soon, though."
"Are they dying?" Drager asked. This made Ranma and Akane tense remembering that Drager had murdered someone in his younger days.
"No." Ranma shook his head. "It's a story for another day." He laughed nervously. "Would you like to meet Akane's family?"
"Yes!"
...
"Everyone..." Ranma stepped through the sliding doors to see everyone enjoying an evening meal. Akane appeared on the other side of him. "I'd like to introduce you to my brother... Drager." Drager appeared on the opposite side of Ranma. He had long shimmering black hair. His eyes were the same color and shape, his chin and broad shoulders as well. The only difference was height, for Ranma was a few feet shorter. Everyone was silent as they stared at the Saotome siblings.
"There is definetly a resemblance." Nabiki said, blowing some steam away from her tea. Genma rose and stared straight at Drager.
"Drager..." Genma said quietly. "It's been so long. How long have you been out of the... asylum?"
"Four or five years." Drager told him, examining his nails. "Turns out I'm not that messed up in the head anymore. I just suffer from that two-sided thingy-majig..."
"Personality Disorder?" Ranma corrected. Drager nodded.
"Yeah. That." Drager smiled. "I apparently assume too many personalities. But, Daddy, if you and Mommy hadn't sent me away, I would be married to her!" Drager pointed to Akane. Her eyes bugged out for a moment. "I want her, I want her!"
Genma adjusted his glasses on his face. "That is your brother's fiance."
"FIANCE?" Drager glared at Ranma. "You didn't tell me Akane was yours!" He then threw himself on the floor and banged his fists against the ground like a toddler. "NOT FAIR, NOT FAIR, NOT FAIR!"
"Oh God..." Ranma lowered his head.
