Ukyo's Training










Chapter One : Introduction










Rain pored down opon her shadowed figure in the twilight shower, dreanching her to the bones. She seemed to forever walk, not changing her steady pace for miles on end. She now shivered and stoped, but only to adjust the dismal colored cloke around her body. Moving on, she observed her suroundings. Pale, dieing, sunlight was her only illuminet in the grim forest, giving her a limited veiw of the winding path ahead of her. Trees loomed over her like a chip on the shoulder, giving her a sence of dred. Chosing a friendlyer looking tree, she sat down and rested under it's unbrella like branches. This would be her camp for the night.

Wringing out her wet cloths, she rufully wondered what she was doing in this miserble hell-hole. Her brain hissed at her in angry reply Because of him!. She remembered alright. But the question was: had she gone too far for him? The closer and closer she got to her destionation, she asked that question more and more fequently to her self as she traveled down lonley roads and paths ways.

Then she though of his crystle blue eyes, almost always laughing and twinkling with a joke. But she had seen a death look in his eyes more than once, and, even though they were not directed at her, it gave her shives up her spine and the earge to bow down opon her knees and beg for forveness. His strong form could crush and kill, or bounce up in down like an exsited little boy's. How she loved him. How much she wanted him. Her's. She wanted him to belong to her!

Then there was her. Why, how, did he like her, better her self?!? That stupid Akane couldn't cook, was clumsy, couldn't fight, and mallited poor Ran-chan all the way to Tokyo Tower! Ever day! Some times she couldn't blame her, but most of the time she defended her darling. That girl had a firery temper, and was not one to hide it. How she hated that impudent Akane. How dare she be the object of Ranma's affections (or his failed attemps to show her)! It was enough to make her blood boil!

This was the reason she woulds go though this torture, so Ranma would be her's! It would be worth it in the end. She just knew it would. Or, at least, she hoped feverently it would be. Her plan just had to work!

The next morning she woke with a renewed dertermanation. Ranma would be her's once and for all! After she got though training of corse. It was a sunny day, and she made the best of it by walking extra miles, faster than ever. As long as she keept his picture in her heart, she would not be exsausted!

Stoping in front of a heavy wooden gate, she almost cryed. She was here at last! This would be her new training grounds for half a year, so she better get used to it fast. Lifting the bulky steel knocker, she let it bang agenst the door, once, twice, and . . . May I help you? asked the woman who had opened the door. Her stiff grey hair was piled in masses opon her head, as was her wrinkles on her face. Stiff and srict. That how she expected and hoped she would be. Yes. I'm Ukyo, and I rejestered for training a couple of mouths ago,. Oh yes, come on in, my name is Miss.Clare, one of the many servents here at Madem's Training for Girls.










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