The Revelation

A SI/Crossover by Marcus Galen

Disclaimer: I'm a poor college student, so I want to make sure I won't be sued. Ranma ½ is the intellectual property of Takahashi-san, and Harry Potter is the creation of J.K. Rowling.  I'm just presenting a way of combining the two tales.

Part One: A secret revealed

            Ken Ranneko slowly walked to school, thinking to himself as he did so.  /Three Years.  Sheesh, I can't believe I've been in this place for three years.  Un-bloody-believable.  Oops…gotta stop thinking in English.  Might end up speaking it at a bad time…/ Ken checked his watch. /Hmmm…Five minutes till class starts.  Should I risk it?/  His fingers lightly brushed an object in a pocket of his pants as he considered something.  /Nahhh…I'll make it in time./  With that, Ken ran to the gates of Furnikan High.

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            As Ken arrived at the gates, he saw with a start that everyone had gone inside.  He quickly glanced at the clock that graced the front of the school. "My watch is off!" he groaned.  Just as he was about to run inside, he heard two now-familiar voices heading toward him, causing him to groan again. "Not them, I don't want to hafta dodge them…"

"C'mon Kuno, Lay off!!"

"Never, foul Sorcerer, until my two loves are freed!"

Sure enough, the one and only Ranma Saotome came tearing around the corner, closely pursued by Upperclassman Tatewaki Kuno.  While Ken dodged inside, he heard the two begin one of their large-scale brawls.  As he hurried to class, he heard something drop from his person. Turning to look, he was surprised to see that loose change was strewn across the floor.  Looking down, he was horrified to see that one of his pants pockets had been cut open.  He immediately realized the cause. Kuno had been swinging a live blade today, and one of the slashes must have…Ken paused. /Was that the pocket that I had my…Oh, No…/  He hastily reached into the damaged pocket and extracted the object he had fingered earlier, a length of wood, about eight and a half inches long and a centimeter in diameter.  At one end, the wood had been carved to form a small grip.  Ken was presently staring in horror at the millimeter-deep cut on the grip, clearly from Kuno's katana.  Ken seethed. /That is IT! Kuno is a total fool to be endangering people like that! An inch more and I would be in the hospital!  Time for me to do something…/

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            Perhaps a little background about what was known about Ken Ranneko.  He had come to Furnikan the year before Ranma had arrived, and had established himself as a kind, although reserved student.  He was a little over five feet tall, and walked with a slight stoop.  He had become fast friends with the resident Otakus of the school, Hiroshi and Diasuke.  This meant he was now a close acquaintance of Ranma, through their shared friends.  They didn't hand out at arcades or anything, but Ranma and Ken would occasionally talk about life in general, and their own lives in particular.  It was during one of those sessions Ken had revealed that he was on his own, except for a family friend who occasionally checked up on him.  Ken would not reveal how his parents left his life.  The lack of true parental figures in both their lives provided an anchoring point for later lunchtime discussions.

            Presently, Ken was, frankly, pissed.  He was standing in front of the main doors of the school, patiently waiting for the students to be released for the day.  As the bell rang, and the students exited the building, Ken tensed.  Those students walking toward him diverted their path to avoid him, as he looked like he was ready to explode.

Then Kuno came out.

Ken immediately stepped forward, the motion making the long cut in his pant apparent.  Students began to wonder aloud about what was going on. Ken wasn't dumb enough to pick a fight with Kuno, as out of shape the scholar was?

"Tatewaki Kuno."

Kuno's head snapped up at this. /Who dared addressed me without the proper honorific?/ His eyes locked onto Ken.  Kuno stalked toward him.

"You dare address me in such a way?!? I am-"

"A Total Imbecile." Ken coolly interjected. Before Kuno could respond, he continued.  "You insanely attacked Ranma this morning, and one of your blows hit.  But it didn't his its intended target, It Hit Me! Luckily, I was not injured.  I still have reason to be angry, though, until you are punished properly!"

The growing crowd of students gasped at this last statement. Kuno froze. "Did you, a mere peasant, just-"

"Challenge you? Abso-f**king-loutely."

"You surely jest! Someone like you could never hope to defeat me."

"Are you so sure?" Ken asked with a raised eyebrow, arms crossed. "Soccer field, five o'clock."

TBC…

A.N.  This is my first public fanfic, so please critique.  Additionally, Ken is my RP character in the RP section of http://mb.artail.net .  Your comments will also help improve my character! Thanks, Marcus.