Father Sister
Chapter 4: Stuff and Nonsense
Genma stared sadly out the window. She hated it when she fell for a guy every 5 seconds, but it was a part of her nature now. She couldn't fight it, no matter how much she wanted to.
She knew Soun was okay with it, but she still felt bad. She knew she shouldn't go looking at other men, not when she had a perfectly good thing going on with So-kun, but still, she couldn't fight it.
She was weak. That's all she's ever been. Weak against her heart.
"Can I come in?" Her son said from behind the door. She snorted. He was strong, sure, but he was also a stubborn coward. But, despite that, or maybe BECAUSE of that, she had stick by him, make sure he was okay.
She remembered the daughter her son had become, her eyes filled with tears, her heart and spirit broken. She couldn't let him face that alone, not that pain. Not again.
She sighed. "Come in."
"Just get over it already Pops." Ranma said matter-of-factly, after entering. "You have bad taste in men. It's not this is the first time you've fallen for a jackass."
"It's different, Ranma, and you know it." Gen-chan said through gritted teeth, not wanting to let her tears show. "I'm with So-kun now, he needs me. Kimiko's passing broke him, and he needs me. But, I betrayed him, going for some young stud with no brain cells and a need for a rubber room! I'm so stupid!" She covered her eyes with her hands, sobbing.
Ranma embraced his father, rocking her soothingly. "It's okay, Pop. Tendo-san doesn't hate you. It's obvious he cares for you deeply. Besides, you always get like this, and you always get over it. Nothing will change that, especially not now."
She sniffed, her tears drying. "You're right. I can't let this get to me; I haven't in the past, and I won't now." She got up, began to walk away, then turned to her boy. "How'd ya know what you needed to do to cheer me up?"
"Please, you do this all the time." He grinned. "I'm used to it. Though I don't like it."
Gen-chan smiled. Everytime Ranma smiled, she was reminded of a young woman who she had fallen in love with. God, she missed her. It made her feel guilty, sleeping around with so many men, but it wasn't like with No-chan.
Nothing could compare to her beloved wife. Not even her beloved So-kun.
She grinned back. "We should take our bath, and then get to bed. Tomorrow's another school night."
Ranma slumped. "Aw, man."
Ryoga growled. He hated this. He hated being lost. He hated being cold. He hated being hungry. And he especially these things knocking around under his freakin' shirt!
He turned to his travelling companion.
"Hey, P-chan." He said. "You think we're goin' the right way?"
The little black piglet on his shoulder shrugged, well, a pig version of a shrug, at least.
He sighed. "I feared you would say that."
He trudged onwards, hoping to find his goal.
Ranma.
Akane awoke and walked downstairs, ruminating on things.
Gen-chan was a man, a man MUCH older than herself. But, Gen-chan was also a cute little red-head (odd to think that, because she's the same age as Akane). Gen-chan is a pervert. Gen-chan is sweet and kind and lovable.
Gen-chan was her friend. She liked Gen-chan. She also hated Gen-chan.
It was quite a conundrum.
She thought about Ranma. He was mysterious. He was rude. He was an idiot. He had a temper. He was somewhat attractive. She was gorgeous. He was strong, apparently. It showed in his muscular body (of which she had a pretty good look at a couple nights ago). She was athletic, though not ripped, more like her whole body had muscles in the more flattering areas.
Ranma hated perverts. Akane was starting to realise that he may not have been far off the mark when he called her one. When she saw him in his female form yesterday, half naked, Akane's heart skipped a beat. She did her best to hide it, but one thing was becoming quickly clear.
She liked girls. Especially red-heads.
She was a pervert, and she hated perverts.
And, not only that, but Ranma didn't like her because he thought she was a pervert as well.
She was attracted to another girl, a tomboy at that, and this same girl was actually an actual boy, and he didn't like her.
Her brain was very befuddled, and she hated it. She also hated being a hypocrite and a fool.
God, she hoped Ranma didn't know that she caught a peek of his 'private areas' yesterday. She'd be dead for sure.
'Stupid tomboy.' Akane thought bitterly.
She stopped, noting a rare sight. Genma was in his male form. Ranma sat beside his gender-confused father, sipping miso.
Genma sighed. "I'm not going."
"But why?" Soun asked his friend/lover. "You were so excited yesterday."
"Because I'll undoubtedly see that JERK again, and he'll try and pressure me into dating him, and I won't be able to resist because he's so goddam sexy. And I don't want to do that because he's a JACKASS, and I just don't wanna!"
"That's the spirit!" Ranma said with a grin. "You've finally come to your senses and regained your masculine pride!"
"I have no masculine pride!" Genma retorted. "I'm a girl! I just think I can more easily avoid going to that lion's den if I stay in my stupid male form!" He sighed once more, eating some rice.
Akane sneaked up behind him, and splashed some water over him. "So sorry, Gen-chan, but it would be bad if you missed your second day of school. Don't worry, I'll protect you from perverts."
"That's odd." Ranma retorted, half-lidded. "I'm pretty sure you can't protect my Pop from yourself."
"Can it tomboy." Akane said through clenched teeth. "Who asked for your opinion?"
"I'm a tomboy now?" Ranma said, grinning in amusement. "I'm far more feminine than you."
"Then you accept you curse, Ranma?" Genma interjected hopefully.
"HELL NO!" Ranma replied firmly. "I just think Akane's more manly than me. Which is quite an accomplishment."
"Stupid tomboy!" Akane growled, and tried to punch him, but lost her footing and fell between Ranma's crossed legs.
She looked up into Ranma's glaring, angry face. "Akane..."
The youngest Tendo smiled nervously at him. "Y-yeah, Ranma?"
"YOU STUPID PERVERT!"
Ranma kicked her up in the air, punched her in the gut, summoned up a hammer of ki and knocked to the backyard and into the koi pond. Akane sank to the bottom, a stupid look plastered on her face, gurgling in pain.
Nabiki smirked. "I thought only angry women could summon the Ki Hammer?"
Ranma growled and stomped off.
"Oh my." Kasumi said, putting her hand to her mouth. "i wonder why he's so upset?"
Soon, the four of them (Ranma, Akane, Gen-chan and Nabiki) walked up to the school grounds. They stopped, as the Hentai Brigade stood before them, crying.
"Akane, we give you up."
"Wha?" The supposed 'pervert' said, blinking in surprise.
"We heard about you engagement, and we realise that if we can't beat him, then we can never have you." One of the idiots said. "After all, Kuno was our number one fighter."
"And our number one pervert."
"I AMF NOF A MERVERF!"
They all turned to see a heavily bandaged Kuno striding towards them. His mouth was thankfully covered in bandages.
"Thaf mur Moo ome mooly buff me fif a mole minck!"
Everyone burst into laughter, and Gen-chan skipped over to him.
"AH! Emma Moo ome! Mair if oor..."
She kicked him the balls, and then punched him the face. When he fell to the ground, she slammed her foot down on his head into the hard earth.
"That's what you get for bad-mouthing my son you freaking idiot!" She walked away huffily. "Seriously, we've got no time for this."
Ranma shrugged and followed her, ignoring the group of idiots staring at them. Akane sighed and followed.
"RANMA SAOTOME! I'VE FINALLY FOUND YOU!!!"
They turned, and saw a most peculiar figure.
A young, blonde haired girl with a yellow bandana around her neck, tan shirt and black slacks carrying a backpack and an umbrella. A little black piglet sat on her shoulder. Both glared angrily.
"We won't forgive you, Saotome!" The girl proclaimed. "Not in a million years!"
Ranma's eye twitched. "Oh god, you again? How long are ya gonna follow me?"
"Until we get revenge!"
Gen-chan sighed. "Ryo-chan, can this wait, we got cla..."
"Silence!" The girl bellowed. "You're next, Letcher, after we kill Ranma."
Ranma breathed. "Okay then, Ryo, come at me."
"WITH PLEASURE!"
She leapt at him, slamming her umbrella at the ground, as Ranma dodged the attack. The attack caused the ground to collapse in a small crater. Akane gaped at this.
"Where did that jerk go?" The blonde girl wondered. "P-chan, any ideas?"
The pig pointed behind them, and the girl ran, yelling in rage.
Ranma leapt down from the tree he sat on, looking at the girl go. "Wow. She sure runs fast."
Gen-chan nodded. "Didn't imagine we'd see her again. I thought we lost her."
"The hell just happened!?" Akane screamed. "Who was that girl!?"
"Later." Gen-chan said. "First, we go to class. Then we deal with your questions."
Akane huffed, but accepted.
They went to class, as everyone else continued to stare at the crazy, scary cute blonde retreat.
Ryoga ran, anger boiling in her heart. She would not accept it. She would not allow those bastards to get away from her. Not this time.
She blinked, not feeling the ground the ground beneath her feet. She looked down, and screamed as she fell down the empty manhole
She really hated her life.
Akane stared out, once more thinking about her life and it's current status.
She was sitting with the girls watching the guys play baseball. The girls and the guys were alternating between each other, and so the girls waited until it was their turn.
Ranma went up to bat, and Akane sighed. She really wished Ranma was in his female form right now. She would look so cute in bloomers.
Akane shook her head. No! She must fight it! She can't have these feelings! They were weird and disgusting! Besides, Ranma is a guy!
Still, she couldn't fight the mental image of Ranma wearing the Furinkan uniform, and then the gym uniform.
God, she looked hot.
"Hey Akane," one her friends, Sayuri, spoke from beside her, "whatcha thinking about?"
"N-nothing!"
Gen-chan sat behind her. "Ooh, she's blushing! She must have been thinking about Ranma-chan!"
"N-no I wasn't!" AKane said vehemently, blushing deeper. "And stay out of this, Gen-chan!"
The red-head stuck her tongue. "No way! It's too much fun teasing you!"
"Akane!" Yuka said from beside Sayuri. "You don't seriously like that guy, do you? I didn't think guys like weren't your type!"
"I don't like guys!" Akane screamed. "And even if I did, RANMA would be the last person I'd think about!"
A softball came careening towards them, and hit Akane square in the left cheek.
"Watch out!" Ranma called out uselessly.
Sayuri and Yuka stared down at Akane worriedly, while Gen-chan wondered if it was really an accident.
Akane twitched in pain. "Stupid....violent....tomboy..."
Akane nursed her cheek as they returned home, grumbling in annoyance about 'stupid tomboys' or something.
Ranma was not very happy either. "Come on, Pops, it's not like I meant to hit her. It's not my fault the pervert didn't jump out of the way."
"Like you could've." Akane grumbled.
"Of course!" Ranma said proudly. "I am the best!"
Akane growled. "Look, can we just go to the clinic already?"
"Fine." Ranma relented. "So, what's so special about this clinic, anyway?"
"Dr. Tofu's been treating me since I was a kid. He's very good at what he does, and it's a surprise that he's not been accepted into a proper hospital. Maybe you'll see him when you get injured one of these days."
Ranma shivered. "Uh...no, that's okay, but, uh..."
"Ranma's homophobic." Gen-chan said. "He doesn't trust other men to look at his body. Besides, we have a trusted doctor of our own." She winked. "Though I wouldn't mind seein' this Dr. Tofu of yours..."
Akane gulped. She didn't like the look in the red-head's eyes.
Dr. Tofu was a quite handsome young man who was probably in his early thirties or late twenties. The effect was marred somewhat by his thick glasses, making look somewhat nerdy.
Gen-chan, naturally, swooned for him.
"Hmm." The doctor said. "This wound is almost a match for one inflicted by Akane." He turned to the young man whow as looking very guilty. "You must quite the martial artist."
Ranma grinned modestly. "Well, I've been int raining most of my life, ya see..."
Tofu nodded, turning back to Akane. "It'll be just fine, Akane. It's just a little swelling and bruising." He put a bandage on the wound. "This should help it heal. Just try not to let anymore softballs hit your face." He smiled amicably.
Akane looked over at Ranma, glaring. Ranma shrugged, trying to look innocent.
Gen-chan walked over to Tofu, and became uncomfortably close to him. "Tofu-sensei, could you give ME a check up?"
"I don't see why not." The young doctor said, smiling.
Ranma groaned, and Akane glared. Dr. Tofu was HERS.
Ryoga threw up the contents of her stomach, due to the fact that she had swallowed some sewer water. P-chan sat beside her, looking up at her in concern.
Thoughts of revenge filled the blonde's head. She would get her revenge, and defeat those two Saotome bastards.
Just as soon as she was done being sick.
Behold! A new, longer chapter. Happy?
I did get kinda...unsure how to progress at the end there. I hope it doesn't show. But, it probably does...
Yes, I gave Ryoga a girl curse. So sue me. And what about P-chan? Wait and see...
Ryoga's look was sorta inspired by a picture I saw on deviantart, where Ryoga was shown as a blonde haired girl. And, well, I liked it.
Hope you enjoyed it, and please comment.
