- I cannot blame her, after all,
How not to fall in love with the most brilliant boy of the whole Omnivers!-.
Ranma.
The beautiful blonde ate in silence, an uncomfortable silence. The dinner was an instantaneous soup ramen. The dehydrated soup knows better with a little of lemon juice and piquant, everything tastes better with piquant, it was the council of his accompanist.
Neither was bothering to the attractive woman the simple meal that was completed by a lemon tea cup, the distant attitude of the stranger host. What her was bothering was that she had wasted the only opportunity that she had to save her world.
- the lemon is a big trip partner-.
The blonde who was arranging his hair with two long tails that were coming even the waist limited herself to doing a movement of head, impelled more by courteousness than for interest.
The host of the "dinner" answered serving another tea cup and returned to his place that was to a pair of meters opposite the girl to eat his soup.
The woman was feeling cold, the best thing made herself comfortable that her "Haori" could, it was not precisely the climate the one that was provoking the thin quake but the sensation of having trumped the mission, of having trumped saving to her world and to her friends.
After all, only there was an opportunity to cross the dimensional portal. She used all her knowledge and managed to observe other worlds. She had the hope to come to the world where there were finding the aliens who had a strange hairstyle but especially a big power; or to the world where the gods of the death were walking between the men; or in the world where the warriors were dressing dazzling golden armors, but the world that more she wanted to know was where the heroes were heroines, - I am sure that I would look very well in one of these suits that these girls use, even one of them has a hairstyle looked like to mine-.
- something happened badly, it must be that, I could not be wrong; not when I have drunk too many sake I lose the orientation …: Danm it!-.
The latter phrase she spoke it, provoking that her host and she saw one to other. The looks meeting was made use by Fifth Hokage to analyze to the resident of that one world. Only she needed a pair of seconds and kept on drinking her tea.
Tsunade did a rapid but precise analysis thanks to her experience in battle and to her medical knowledge of the young man who now ate the second soup glass.
The young man was not special at all, a little more developed the muscles that the average ninja but anything more and a height near to the six feet that judging by his physiognomy had reached in the last year. The clothes were not also favoring him, a blue sweatshirt and a few made pants of the same material that the top pledge were giving him an aspect of tenderness and innocence. She hoped to meet a formidable warrior and what she found, for one it trumped in the trip space - storm, it was to an ordinary man.
- At least he is attractive, but it is not also anything that she has not seen earlier-. Only there were two aspects that were troubling the Hokage and one of them was a shame motive.
The first one was the attitude of that man. It seemed that he was acting against his nature. His generosity was a product of an obligation and not so much of a bountiful soul. He was sharing his meal with her and he did it with a smile, but it was a smile without any emotion. Everything opposite to the extraordinary and frank Naruto´s smile. Hence, this man, it was perceiving everything derived from the kindness as a set of rules that he was following because it was his work, how the ninja that murders a stranger for the simple reason of expiring with a mission.
But the motive of her shame was that she was afraid to look fixedly at her eyes. Shame, incredible but true. She lived and fought during one of the golden ages of the Uchihas; she had seen the Sharingan and the Rinnegan in action, knew its effects, but this way she was not even feeling intimidated before this sight. It was a deep and penetrating look that instead of observing the world, devours it, and enjoys doing it.
To worsen the situation they were not a rare and powerful eyes the causers of her fascination; there were one simple but impressive eyes that were changing of blue tonalities in accordance with the environmental light since its blue iris that he was possessing during the day, became gray in the evening, and now, under the light of the bonfire they were black.
- Tell me; Ranma?: Right?: Is there anyone mighty in this one world?: Someone what destroys worlds, has the power of the universe or at least it stretches like a garter?-.
- I'm sorry, what I have told you is what exists-.
Ranma was doing a formidable effort not to show his frustration and his envy; but it was not because someone was more powerful than he, but for the question meaning that he was a useless one, and Ranma hated to be a useless one. He tried to compensate his incapability offering the tent so that the blonde was resting. The Hokage accepted immediately.
- I suppose that an interdimensional trip is tired - Ranma said, he believed that Tsunade, this way was saying to be called, he would avoid to sleep in the tent of a man who knew only a few hours ago.
- almost I kill Jiraiya for spying on me; compared with Jiraiya, I crumble this one weak with only one finger-. This way he was thinking to treat Ranma if he was trying to abuse her.
More than weariness, Tsunade wanted a place to think to alone. She had spent her going ticket, had spent chakra in her jutsu Byakugou and for a strange reason it was difficult to her to restore it, and for such a motive it was impossible to keep her juvenile appearance stable.
- this is what less it imports now-.
Tsunade could not find a solution to her problem.
- So much efforts for nothing, I have seventy-two hours to return with help, I should look for it instead of resting, but, I feel tired. Tomorrow, I already refuels, I will look for help and will not rest up to finding it, I promise it-.
Meanwhile, Ranma was thinking about a solution also. There remembered every teacher, every skill and every magic appliance that knew and that it should be useful to the kunoichi, but a disadvantage was always he finding them. In the end, it remained Jusenkyo, as always.
- Jusenkyo is always the answer, but he always asks for something in return. Shit!, I must look for another place where to look for help-.
The day began, Ranma was preparing the breakfast, snake roasted with piquant and lemon juice, on having enjoyed the flavor, Ranma could not avoid to smile. Tsunade got up, Ranma greeted her and indicating a big tree to approximately fifty meters said, - there is the bath, ah!, by the way, the breakfast will be ready promptly-. In saying this, the smile of Ranma it was so big as that of Naruto, it could said that he enjoyed to bother the others. On having seen the bath, for a moment Tsunade remembered her missions' ninja.
- Did you find a way of solving your problem?-.
Tsunade was really sad to admit that as soon as she had a short rest she remained deeply asleep.
- Not; and you? perhaps one of your friends?...-
- I do not have many friends, in fact, only I have one, but he is of trip-.
Tsunade compared once again Naruto with Ranma. Naruto had so many friends, it might be said that anyone that should meet Naruto was beginning friendship with him; but Ranma was different, Tsunade believed that he was the typical arrogant one who was trusting more in his skills than in the friendship. A Ranma phrase interrupted her analysis.
- I know a place, the most powerful enemies that I have faced, they come from there. I know that my enemies are not compared to yours, but it is the whole help that I can offer you. It is that or this-
Ranma delivered to Tsunade a map of the region, and kept on gathering his gear of campaign.
Tsunade had two options, to find for herself some help in a strange world or to accept the one that the stranger was offering him. He remembered Naruto again, he had convinced her with a notable speech, he had understood the worries of the others and his unmistakable smile had given her hope. On the contrary, the simple words of Ranma, his lack of interest for the others and his serious visage it convinced her, not by means of faith, but by means of reason.
- Where is this place? -
- in China -
- Is it far from here? -
- eleven thousand kilometers, and of them almost nine thousand for sea, I do not know what it means far in your world-.
- What!, even if it was running to 100 Km/h it would be late more than hundred hours, and to run in on the water complicates it still more-. Tsunade thought.
- Impossible - there continued Tsunade – I cannot lose so much time, there must be a way of coming there in less time: right?-. A worried Tsunade asked.
- yes, and if we add the time that you take here and the time of the trip, we have twenty-four hours to find a way of solving your problem: some another question? - Ranma said.
- Yes: why do you helping me?-.
- simple - there answered Ranma – it is my duty to help the dweebs-. And an arrogant smile appeared in the Ranma face.
On having listened to Ranma to say the above mentioned and it forms it in that he said it, the Tsunade anger came untied.