Adventure of a Lifetime

Disclaimer: I do neither own ranma ½ or dbz... I only own the characters I create and their techniques

Chapter one: Moving on

It was a peaceful day in the district of Nerima. The sun was out and the birds were chirping. Not a sound disturbed this tranquil air, but it was not to last

"Ranma, prepare to die!" came the shout of anger. A powerfully built teenage boy held a red umbrella in the air and aimed it a pig-tailed boy. Said pig-tailed boy easy dodged out of harms way and replied, "Aww what I do now P-chan." Another swipe and another dodge followed.

"My name is Ryouga, not P-chan! Because of you I have seen hell. I am here to make you suffer!" With that said Ryouga, dropped into an offensive stance. "I have trained intensely for last 6 months Ranma. You will not find me so easy."

Ranma smoothed his red Chinese shirt and dusted his black pants off. "Is that so P-chan. I hope so, cuz the doc taught me a little something." He shifted in to a relaxed, yet alert stance. Both fighters locked eyes. To any passerby it looked like a regular showdown. But any experienced martial artist could feel the building ki energy. Without warning Ryouga sprung forward jabbing quickly with his right arm. Ranma neatly avoided them and an umbrella thrust by dodging and then jumping backwards. Using his blinding speed he closed the distance and slipped underneath Ryouga's guard with a palm thrust followed by an elbow to the face. Surprisingly Ryouga twisted away from the thrust and then caught Ranma's elbow. Before any attack could be launched Ranma poked his rival's wrist instantly making it go limp, and the rolled away to the side.

Coming up in a crouch Ranma smiled, and said, "You've gotten faster"

Ryouga snorted, threw away his umbrella and said "Of course I have…Or maybe you just got soft" He chuckled upon seeing his rival's eyes narrow. Without warning Ranma rushed forward and threw a flurry of punches and kicks, all of which were blocked or dodged by Ryouga. Allowing him a small smile, which showed one fang, he said, "let me show you how it is done. FIST OF STEEL!" His hand was engulfed in a silver light as he lashed out and tagged Ranma on his shoulder, hard. However he spun with the hit and struck a spot on Ryouga's neck. "Urghhhh," went Ryouga in pain as his arm fell useless at his side.

Both fighters took this slight lull in the action to survey each other. Ranma's right shoulder was heavily bruised, his shirt torn where he was struck. Ryouga was in a similar state, with his left arm paralyzed by Ranma's nerve strike. As the two combatants were about to engage each other a shrill cry came.

"RANMA DON'T YOU DARE PICK ON RYOUGA ANYMORE!" Both boys winced as their ears were assaulted. "Honestly I don't see why you two can't get along"

"But, Akane she started it," Ranma replied. "Not that you would understand a martial art challenge anyway," he sniffed.

Akane growled at him, "What did you say, baka?"

"You heard me you un-cute tomboy."

"RANAM NO BAKA!" she yelled as she hit him with her trusty mallet into the air and towards the dojo.

"UNCUTTTTTTEEEEEE!" he yelled as he sailed away toward the Tendos. All the while Ryouga had a look of utter disbelief on his face. He thought 'It hasn't changed, its still the same' He shook his head was about to walk away when Akane stopped him.

"Ryouga, I know you left when we were on bad terms…but I truly have forgiven you. Would you like to stay for dinner?" Ryouga felt his heart stop as flashbacks of that day came into his head.

6 months ago:

"How could you…I-I trusted you an-and you slept in my bed and heard everything about me! I hate you!" Akane screamed as tears streamed down her face. Her two sisters Nabiki and Kasumi were struggling to hold her back. While her father sat wailing away in the corner. Mr. Saotome in his panda form was unconscious. Ranma was drifting in and out of consciousness. A sickly green aura surrounded Ryouga while his head was down. During all this Akane continued to berate him. "You could have told me, I would have understood. But you lied to me…" her voiced faltered as she trailed off. "I hate you Ryouga, I hope you rot in hell," then she turned and ran up to her room. As she ran she barely heard his whisper.

"I love you, and I'm sorry," with that he turned and ran away. He ran away from everything that was stable in his life up to that point.

The present:

Shaking his head he heard the tail end of Akane's speech.

"…So yeah, I want to hear all about your adventures, and we all missed you."

'S-sure, I'll stay for dinner," he said as he scratched the back of his head.

"Great. Come on," she said as she smiled and grabbed his hand to lead him to the dojo. Once there he was greeted by a smiling Kasumi and a mildly surprised Nabiki.

"Well if it isn't the lost boy, " she smirked. He just looked at her and said not a word. As she was about to say more to him, her older sister called out signaling dinner was ready. Everyone knelled around the table. It was an awkward silence at first.

It was broken by Akane, who said to everyone," I have forgiven Ryouga so can we eat normally." With that said the meal and conversation begin in earnest. With the meal winding down Ryouga suddenly remembered his original purpose in returning to Nerima.

"Ranma, have you heard about the Worlds Martial Arts Tournament?"

"Yeah I heard about it. But it's a big sham now," he said while finishing his soup.

"Humph it was a sham…but I heard from a few people I've come across that some real heavy fighters will be there. 3 months from now I plan to be there."

"Well, P-chan if you are, then count me in. For now how about a little practice match in the dojo." Ryouga shrugs and says thank you to the elder sister for a lovely meal and proceeds to go towards the dojo. Ranma follows and for hours they can be heard practicing.

Rocky Mountains, present:

A boy of 17 is meditating with a sword in his lap. He is semi-dark-skinned with braids. He is wearing black sweatpants and baggy gray shirt with sneakers. An aura the color of lightning surrounds him faintly. He opens his eyes. They are the color of amber, but with seriousness of steel. He stands and places his sword on his hip. He utters one sentence: "It is time.' Upon saying that he received a bop on his skull.

"Ouch", he said.

"Well its about time you're done with your meditation," said an old, wise voice.

"I'm sorry Master Hieko, but how long was sitting?" The old man was silent for a while. Then he answered, "Malik, you were in that state for one week." Silenced reigned again. "You should go, I have nothing else to teach you." Pupil and master locked eyes and bowed to each.

Malik turned his back on his master and said, "I will you proud master." With that he proceeded to walk down the path of the mountain. His former master looked on.

"My boy you will face hardships no ordinary man should have to endure. I pray that you are strong enough."

Malik headed down the mountain oblivious to what his master has foretold. He had but one goal in mind. Winning the Worlds Martial art Tournament. He thought 'Next stop Japan.'

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