Natural Talent

By Caspergoneviral

Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma, Smash Bros, or any other franchises mentioned here, they all belong to their respective owners. I do not make ANY money off of this, otherwise I wouldn't be putting it up here, would I? All I own is Nozumu Ayomi, so message me before using him, got it? Please, he's all I've got...

Author's Note: Hey guys, this is my first fanfic, and obviously not a simple one-shot. Not only did I put an OC in here, I had the audacity to make it a crossover too! I'd like to say that my inspiration to start writing fanfictioncomes from reading Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus's Yoshi Kart, one of the craziest fanfics I've ever read, as well as the first. Get ready to see some choking, because I've obviously bitten off more than I can chew. By the way, this fic takes place after the manga.

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Chapter One: Nozumu Ayomi

Life. Life is always changing. If not, it would be boring since no one wants to simply survive, they want to live, and sometimes it's hard to get out of that rut, but they try anyway. When life gets boring, one ends up desiring more from life, and even if their wish is granted, one often ends up regretting how their life has changed. After all, even Superman can be beaten, all you need is kryptonite.

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A young sixteen year old man, observed what lay before him and shuddered at as he recalled the events that had transpired there. Looking out to see the infamous Nerima Ward, he was amazed at that it still stood in livable condition, considering the fights this place had witnessed. Now, said man would live here too, but not as a rival, fiancé, or thief. No, his name was Nozumu Ayomi, and he would do the unthinkable. He would survive Nerima and finish high school all three years without transferring or going to a mental hospital.

Why in the world would a kid pull such a stunt? Well he didn't really have a choice. After having custody transferred to a resident of Nerima, he was given one month's time to get from Kyoto to his new residence before the police would start looking for him. Considering the fact that running away would make him seem like a coward, Nozumu took it as a challenge to improve himself as much as possible, while still making it on time.

Nozumu's speed was somewhere between Ukyo's and Shampoo's by the time he got there, but his power and stamina were sorely lacking, which was fine by him. He wasn't there to fight; his main goal was to get out of the way anytime a fight got near him. But Nozumu had a secret weapon should anyone challenge him; he had been considered a tough guy at his old school, but he knew better than to try that here. He was a decent student who wasn't exceptional.

Many people had challenged him back at his old school, and he had won every time he had been challenged. Not that it helped anywhere the school staff were concerned. His constant suspensions were one of the things that annoyed his parents most, along with his frequent detentions. He always retaliated that it was their fault he had detentions so often, because they wouldn't buy him a school uniform. They always said they had bought one, so why buy another? Maybe because hand-me downs aren't exactly an option between a brother and sister.

He knew that the next day he would find out just how bad that joint was, but for now, he needed to rest. Setting up his tent in a vacant lot, he went to sleep. In his dream, he imagined that he was a fighter good enough to give Ranma himself a challenge. He knew it would never happen, but a guy can dream, can't he? You never know what will happen in Nerima.

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"ACHOO! Ugh, Someone must have been talking about me, better be on my guard." Ranma thought aloud to himself.

Ranma-chan had been having a decent day. There had been no Ryoga, no Kuno, and no Shampoo. She was glad everyone was gone on vacation without her; that meant that her rivals had followed, expecting her to go with the Tendos. She had still gotten splashed by the Ladle Lady, but that did nothing to ruin her good mood. She had decided to go for a walk, hearing snoring coming from a nearby tent, but figured it was no one important.

That was a good sign, considering how stressful the rest of her time in Nerima had been. Kuno had been as persistent as ever, Ryoga had been getting more and more depressed, causing Akane to blame her for hurting poor Ryoga's feelings as always. Ranma never really listened though, choosing instead to run before she was sent flying from Akane Airlines. The point? Life wasn't getting easier, and she deserved a break.

Many people were rivals. Many people were suitors for her or her own fiancées. No one, however, was content with just being her friend, as everyone wanted something else from her. No one was willing to give her anything she wanted, as that wasn't worth their time. Not that it was anything new to her. Sadly, it was pretty much the norm when it came to Ranma Saotome. The only things she'd ever received were the Neko-ken and her Jusenkyo Curse, which she'd definitely give back if she had any choice. Of course, she never did.

They were supposed to return the following morning at eight, so she was savoring her time alone while it lasted. She couldn't remember the last day she was in Nerima where a fight hadn't broken out and, if she were to be completely honest with herself, she was a little bored. She'd heard someone was coming over to stay with them tomorrow and hoped it wasn't a new challenger for her love or her head. You'd think they'd get tired of it. Apparently she was the only one who did. Ranma continued making her way to the ice cream shop, where she'd heard a new guy was on register duty. Not for long, she figured with a devious smirk that would have put Nabiki to shame.

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All was dark, the location unknown, but the mission was crystal clear. To locate his target, and eliminate him or her. He started running. Nothing was visible for a while, but then a faint light started to glow. It kept getting brighter and brighter until he was blinded by it. Even with the odds against him, he would not surrender, not as long as others were in danger. Sparks started coursing through his body when…

BEEP!BEEP!BEEP!BEEP!BE-CRASH!

Finally, that infernal contraption was kaput! It lasted about two weeks, a new record considering who owned it. Nozumu got up slowly in a manner akin to a bear after hibernation, his short brown hair slightly ruffled. Today was the day, and he was not happy about it. Well, time to go. Today was the day he would meet his new guardian, Genma Saotome.

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Author's Note: Yes! My first chapter! What do you think so far? I bet no one can guess the secret weapon before its revealed! Hopefully you'll see a learning curve as the story continues, but for now just bear with me. If you can't, at least tell me how I can improve, but no flames please. I'm just an innocent little fanfic writer after all.