Ranma ½ Fanfiction
By Ranko-chan
Desperation
Part three: The End of it All
Chapter Four: Mommy
Even though Ranma had promised Mouse that the thought of death wouldn't even cross his mind, Mouse still insisted on Ranma never being out of his sight. Everything Ranma did he asked to do it, told Mouse where he was going, how long he would be. It was liked asking parental permission to do something though Ranma got use to it by day 2 he voiced his dislike all of the time.
"Damn Mouse I'm going to take a piss and I sure as hell never thought I would have to ask permission to do a normal bodily function. Next what will it be, will I have to ask you to eat and sleep?"
Though Mouse often slapped Ranma for comments such as these, he also knew that his concerns were loving, and that it was only for Ranma best interest. They were for Ranma's good and he knew that deep down Ranma didn't mean a word he said. It was like, you knew that your friend had a sour temper, but they rarely showed it. Then one day you do something to piss them off, and they say something to you that you never though would leave their mouth.
(Two days later, four days since Ranma awoke, and nine days since they left)
"So Mouse the area is starting to look familiar, how far to the tribe?"
"Well probably about two or three days. I think that will be the same day that you arrived, what was it 4 years ago? Well we will arrive that day of the harvest festival. The men and women fight. You know the rules. Although unless you are an outsider woman, that rule of the law, doesn't apply, sometimes."
"Great! Just don't let me eat the prize food again."
Mouse laughed.
"Sure thing Ranma. It's a great time. It's almost fun to watch the women beat the men and its Romantic as well to see some lose for the love."
"Really, Amazons love?"
"Of course Ranma. Amazon women are famous for the amount of love they can give. *chuckle* if you know what I mean."
"Pervert! That wasn't the pun. Amazons can actually fall in love, and marry some guy for love?"
Mouse felt a small bit insulted, but then Ranma had never seen the good side of the tribe. He had never seen the joyful, happy, loving, brave people the Amazons were. He had only seen the selfish, snobbish Amazon, that always won, always got its way and never gave into the rules, even for a thing such as love.
"Ranma you don't understand how much you don't know. You only see the bad. Although I myself see why this is so. Maybe this time you will see that there is the good side as well."
"I doubt that. But I wasn't trying to be cruel, I just can't picture one of the Amazon warriors giving up her pride for a man. It doesn't fit the mental picture I have of Shan or Cologn."
"As I said, you don't know how much you haven't seen. I think the truth will surprise you."
"Well three more days and we will see won't we."
Tribe
The preparations were painstaking, for the last week they had increased training from three hours a day to twelve. They only took out two breaks, both for eating two meals, morning meal and evening meal. They trained after supper. They sparred, and worked their muscles into collapse. Each night they went to sleep exhausted, they didn't dream, it was a time to breath without having to tell your aching chest to expand and contract. The time that your burning muscles and flesh could cool and unwind in the biting night air.
Mia couldn't remember a time in her life when she had trained so hard, or when she had felt so bad, even training during purification wasn't this intense. Every muscle in her whole body, from her pinky toe, all the way to her temples was a dead weight. They were tingling, like a million knife points were stabbing all at once. She fell back onto her bed, which her mother had prepared with extra padding. Sleep was instant, and without thought. It was an exhaustion that put you out and didn't refresh, just merely gave your body enough time to adjust to the shock, until the next morning, in which you would start again. The dreams though, which came to her more often than ever now, didn't plague her on these days.
Dreams
She had never really remembered them before, only in flashes during the day time. But it was about the time right after they had hiked and Shan had told her about the ceremony of marriage. After that night, the dreams had started. Some she cried on, some she yelled and stomped her feet. Some she laughed in, and some she loved. She hadn't known who the girl in her dreams was. She looked so familiar. She had thought long and hard, to try and place her face. It had been a day or two before she realized the truth. She was the girl. They were dreams of things she didn't know about. Since she had no memory, she didn't know wether the other characters were fact or fiction. She wasn't going to lull herself into her own fantasies so she told herself that they were fiction. Some she thought could have been fact, but if it all saw true, and she really did use to know Shan, and Japan, then wouldn't Shan have told her? But, none the less, the dreams came. The boy she liked, even though she had seen his face a few times it was blurred in most of her dreams. Since she thought it all fantasy, she didn't mind. Sometimes she could hear him because they seemed to always be fighting inside the dreams. They would call each other names. She called him a pervert, and he called her a tomboy. It wasn't hard to understand why she always seemed, to punt him out the window or through the roof. She seemed to have a somewhat short temper in her dreams. But the dreams didn't come to her during her exhausted sleep. 'Sweet sleep.' She thought, as the exhaustion took ahold of her, and all of the pain, and aching stopped for the few hours that the cover of darkness provided.
"Mia, wake up. We have to get ready, the ceremony and fight start today. Remember it is a two-day fight, we have to get up now."
Mis groaned. She rolled over in her bed, and dug her head into her pillow.
"Mia, I guess I've been hard on ya hu?" Shan sighed. "All right, I will let you sleep for another ½ hour, but then you HAVE to get your sorry butt out of bed." Shan smiled as she left the room. Shan went back into the main room. Aka was lying on her back cooing. She was batting at some object lying on her tummy. It was an envelope. A white one, it was very small. She looked around, Lali Tsu and her great- grandmother were no where insight. Her curiosity was too strong to just pick up the letter and then toss it. She picked it up and walked into another room. There she carefully opened it, so as too not damage the contents. The letter read, Dear Shan, Before you toss this as another love letter, let me discuss Akane with you. I know that I couldn't talk with you in person about it because of your purification. Since I didn't want to hurt either of you during your first stage, I decided to write you this letter, and to have my other give it to you when she herself could give it to you. Shan, I left to find Ranma. He has to know, he and Akane have to be reunited. The Kami has brought them together, I saved her, from her own pool of blood, and I'm going to save Ranma from his. I believe that Ranma will be quite angry at us. Akane is at our tribe, with no memory of whom she is, and I will bring him here, without telling him anything, that will most likely ignite his anger even more than it is toward us. But I will still bring him here. Please keep safe my new little sister, and her daughter. I know it isn't Ranma's, you can tell because Akane tried to kill herself. But regardless, it was brought into this world, and it deserves to live its life out here. If Ranma finds out about it, who knows, maybe he will take it, if not it will always have a place in the tribe. I love you Shan. Understand I am going this for their own good. I hope that your jealousy over Ranma and Akane's love subsides and that the two of you become good friends. Love, Muts Tsu
She read it over a few times. Mouse had written her a letter before he left, and she had only now received it? Her great-grandmother probably had something to do with that. She had probably chosen for her to see it only now. Shan sighed. 'Well at least I know that Ranma will be coming sooner or later.' She thought. She just hoped that Mais didn't lose any of her fights today. 'Please Kami, save her for Ranma. If love is ever to prevail, let it be their love.' Aka's laughter brought her back to reality. She walked into the other room and looked at the child. The child stared back at her with its chocolate brown eyes and smiled at her. She didn't know what to make of it. Those eyes were trying to tell her something. What was it? Was it a mockery? Or was it a sign that everything was going to work out? Shan poked the baby in the tummy, and picked her up. "Lets go wake up your mommy, what ya say?" She whispered into Aka's ear. "Coo." Was Aka's response.
Mais Su laid awake on her bed, she knew Shan would be here soon. She heard Aka coo, and in turn Shan got up and started to walk toward her room. She closed he eyes rolled over, and made herself take labored breaths, to appear to be asleep. She faintly heard Shan say something, "Wake up your mommy." Her pulse got fast . . . She couldn't control her labored breathing. The words echoed in her mind.
'. . .mommy . . .'
' . . .'
' . . .'
So many things rushed to her head. Her stomach turned upside down and her mouth became filled with bile. She jumped out of bed and rush to the door, and then out to the front door. She ran right past Shan. She vomited in the flower bed. Shan rushed to her side, the baby started to cry. Mias Su collapsed against the wall. She held her stomach tightly.
"Mia what's wrong?"
Mia shook her head.
"What's wrong, what happened, are you all right?" Her head was starting to clear as she got a hold of herself.
"I'm fine."
Shan pulled her to her feet and studied her, with the child still screaming in her arms.
"Really I am fine. I just had a sudden stomachache, but I feel a whole lot better now, really."
Mia made herself smile. But inside she felt blank. All of those flashes, what was it all. Aka her daughter? It all made a strange kind of sense. But what if it all was some sort of bad dream? Were all of those memories really reality? There were some of a tall kendoist and a girl in a gymnast outfit. Then there were images of the gymnast and a red head fighting. Then more with the girl that looked like her watching the boy that she liked, fighting the kendoist. The kendoist lost but then he glomped her. More images, a boat, a strange land, her image being reflected in a pool of blood, then nothing.
Shan watched her friends facial features change. She went from smiling, to wonderment, to bewilderment, too sick, all in a few seconds.
"You're spacing out Mia. I am pulling you out of the fight, you are not well." She said. As she said this, she pulled the screaming child to her chest, and started to rock her. Mias couldn't believe what Shan was saying. Taking her out of the fight, that she had been killing herself over? This was not going to affect her. She didn't know what she had heard.
'This is all a bad dream.' She thought.
"NO! I'm fine just get me something light to eat, and a glass of water. I am not missing this fight. Not for the world."
Shan glared at her. She felt her head, cheeks and wrists.
"You don't feel hot. But, I'll tell great-grandmother to make you something special to eat."
"Really. I am fine." Shan stepped away from Mia and walked to another hut, to find her grandmother. Mia balanced herself against the wall. She sighed.
"Gosh." She breathed.
She looked down at herself. She was clothed in only a cotton dress gown. Those few words had made her think of so much. Yet she still didn't remember any names. Only Ran something. That was the mane of the boy that Shan hung all over. She growled to herself. Stop thinking about that mow. I have to have a clear head to fight. I can't be thinking like this and expect to win every battle. She walked back to her room and pulled her cotton dress off. She pulled on a worn-out silk dress from a dresser drawer, and slipped it on. Mia walked to the other side of the room where her mirror hung and looked at herself.
'I looked horrible.'
She sighed. She fixed her hair up a little, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a washrag that was in the washbowl.
'I can't think about the flashes, the dreams, the past, or whatever it is.'
End Chapter 4
Well I am moving faster now trying anyway. This is all that I have typed. I cannot guarantee that I will have a chance to post very soon. I am 17 and have three AP classes in school, now a job, and a life too. Keep reviewing. I love to hear you all. I am so relieved that all you people finally got over chapter one. Till next time. Ranko
By Ranko-chan
Desperation
Part three: The End of it All
Chapter Four: Mommy
Even though Ranma had promised Mouse that the thought of death wouldn't even cross his mind, Mouse still insisted on Ranma never being out of his sight. Everything Ranma did he asked to do it, told Mouse where he was going, how long he would be. It was liked asking parental permission to do something though Ranma got use to it by day 2 he voiced his dislike all of the time.
"Damn Mouse I'm going to take a piss and I sure as hell never thought I would have to ask permission to do a normal bodily function. Next what will it be, will I have to ask you to eat and sleep?"
Though Mouse often slapped Ranma for comments such as these, he also knew that his concerns were loving, and that it was only for Ranma best interest. They were for Ranma's good and he knew that deep down Ranma didn't mean a word he said. It was like, you knew that your friend had a sour temper, but they rarely showed it. Then one day you do something to piss them off, and they say something to you that you never though would leave their mouth.
(Two days later, four days since Ranma awoke, and nine days since they left)
"So Mouse the area is starting to look familiar, how far to the tribe?"
"Well probably about two or three days. I think that will be the same day that you arrived, what was it 4 years ago? Well we will arrive that day of the harvest festival. The men and women fight. You know the rules. Although unless you are an outsider woman, that rule of the law, doesn't apply, sometimes."
"Great! Just don't let me eat the prize food again."
Mouse laughed.
"Sure thing Ranma. It's a great time. It's almost fun to watch the women beat the men and its Romantic as well to see some lose for the love."
"Really, Amazons love?"
"Of course Ranma. Amazon women are famous for the amount of love they can give. *chuckle* if you know what I mean."
"Pervert! That wasn't the pun. Amazons can actually fall in love, and marry some guy for love?"
Mouse felt a small bit insulted, but then Ranma had never seen the good side of the tribe. He had never seen the joyful, happy, loving, brave people the Amazons were. He had only seen the selfish, snobbish Amazon, that always won, always got its way and never gave into the rules, even for a thing such as love.
"Ranma you don't understand how much you don't know. You only see the bad. Although I myself see why this is so. Maybe this time you will see that there is the good side as well."
"I doubt that. But I wasn't trying to be cruel, I just can't picture one of the Amazon warriors giving up her pride for a man. It doesn't fit the mental picture I have of Shan or Cologn."
"As I said, you don't know how much you haven't seen. I think the truth will surprise you."
"Well three more days and we will see won't we."
Tribe
The preparations were painstaking, for the last week they had increased training from three hours a day to twelve. They only took out two breaks, both for eating two meals, morning meal and evening meal. They trained after supper. They sparred, and worked their muscles into collapse. Each night they went to sleep exhausted, they didn't dream, it was a time to breath without having to tell your aching chest to expand and contract. The time that your burning muscles and flesh could cool and unwind in the biting night air.
Mia couldn't remember a time in her life when she had trained so hard, or when she had felt so bad, even training during purification wasn't this intense. Every muscle in her whole body, from her pinky toe, all the way to her temples was a dead weight. They were tingling, like a million knife points were stabbing all at once. She fell back onto her bed, which her mother had prepared with extra padding. Sleep was instant, and without thought. It was an exhaustion that put you out and didn't refresh, just merely gave your body enough time to adjust to the shock, until the next morning, in which you would start again. The dreams though, which came to her more often than ever now, didn't plague her on these days.
Dreams
She had never really remembered them before, only in flashes during the day time. But it was about the time right after they had hiked and Shan had told her about the ceremony of marriage. After that night, the dreams had started. Some she cried on, some she yelled and stomped her feet. Some she laughed in, and some she loved. She hadn't known who the girl in her dreams was. She looked so familiar. She had thought long and hard, to try and place her face. It had been a day or two before she realized the truth. She was the girl. They were dreams of things she didn't know about. Since she had no memory, she didn't know wether the other characters were fact or fiction. She wasn't going to lull herself into her own fantasies so she told herself that they were fiction. Some she thought could have been fact, but if it all saw true, and she really did use to know Shan, and Japan, then wouldn't Shan have told her? But, none the less, the dreams came. The boy she liked, even though she had seen his face a few times it was blurred in most of her dreams. Since she thought it all fantasy, she didn't mind. Sometimes she could hear him because they seemed to always be fighting inside the dreams. They would call each other names. She called him a pervert, and he called her a tomboy. It wasn't hard to understand why she always seemed, to punt him out the window or through the roof. She seemed to have a somewhat short temper in her dreams. But the dreams didn't come to her during her exhausted sleep. 'Sweet sleep.' She thought, as the exhaustion took ahold of her, and all of the pain, and aching stopped for the few hours that the cover of darkness provided.
"Mia, wake up. We have to get ready, the ceremony and fight start today. Remember it is a two-day fight, we have to get up now."
Mis groaned. She rolled over in her bed, and dug her head into her pillow.
"Mia, I guess I've been hard on ya hu?" Shan sighed. "All right, I will let you sleep for another ½ hour, but then you HAVE to get your sorry butt out of bed." Shan smiled as she left the room. Shan went back into the main room. Aka was lying on her back cooing. She was batting at some object lying on her tummy. It was an envelope. A white one, it was very small. She looked around, Lali Tsu and her great- grandmother were no where insight. Her curiosity was too strong to just pick up the letter and then toss it. She picked it up and walked into another room. There she carefully opened it, so as too not damage the contents. The letter read, Dear Shan, Before you toss this as another love letter, let me discuss Akane with you. I know that I couldn't talk with you in person about it because of your purification. Since I didn't want to hurt either of you during your first stage, I decided to write you this letter, and to have my other give it to you when she herself could give it to you. Shan, I left to find Ranma. He has to know, he and Akane have to be reunited. The Kami has brought them together, I saved her, from her own pool of blood, and I'm going to save Ranma from his. I believe that Ranma will be quite angry at us. Akane is at our tribe, with no memory of whom she is, and I will bring him here, without telling him anything, that will most likely ignite his anger even more than it is toward us. But I will still bring him here. Please keep safe my new little sister, and her daughter. I know it isn't Ranma's, you can tell because Akane tried to kill herself. But regardless, it was brought into this world, and it deserves to live its life out here. If Ranma finds out about it, who knows, maybe he will take it, if not it will always have a place in the tribe. I love you Shan. Understand I am going this for their own good. I hope that your jealousy over Ranma and Akane's love subsides and that the two of you become good friends. Love, Muts Tsu
She read it over a few times. Mouse had written her a letter before he left, and she had only now received it? Her great-grandmother probably had something to do with that. She had probably chosen for her to see it only now. Shan sighed. 'Well at least I know that Ranma will be coming sooner or later.' She thought. She just hoped that Mais didn't lose any of her fights today. 'Please Kami, save her for Ranma. If love is ever to prevail, let it be their love.' Aka's laughter brought her back to reality. She walked into the other room and looked at the child. The child stared back at her with its chocolate brown eyes and smiled at her. She didn't know what to make of it. Those eyes were trying to tell her something. What was it? Was it a mockery? Or was it a sign that everything was going to work out? Shan poked the baby in the tummy, and picked her up. "Lets go wake up your mommy, what ya say?" She whispered into Aka's ear. "Coo." Was Aka's response.
Mais Su laid awake on her bed, she knew Shan would be here soon. She heard Aka coo, and in turn Shan got up and started to walk toward her room. She closed he eyes rolled over, and made herself take labored breaths, to appear to be asleep. She faintly heard Shan say something, "Wake up your mommy." Her pulse got fast . . . She couldn't control her labored breathing. The words echoed in her mind.
'. . .mommy . . .'
' . . .'
' . . .'
So many things rushed to her head. Her stomach turned upside down and her mouth became filled with bile. She jumped out of bed and rush to the door, and then out to the front door. She ran right past Shan. She vomited in the flower bed. Shan rushed to her side, the baby started to cry. Mias Su collapsed against the wall. She held her stomach tightly.
"Mia what's wrong?"
Mia shook her head.
"What's wrong, what happened, are you all right?" Her head was starting to clear as she got a hold of herself.
"I'm fine."
Shan pulled her to her feet and studied her, with the child still screaming in her arms.
"Really I am fine. I just had a sudden stomachache, but I feel a whole lot better now, really."
Mia made herself smile. But inside she felt blank. All of those flashes, what was it all. Aka her daughter? It all made a strange kind of sense. But what if it all was some sort of bad dream? Were all of those memories really reality? There were some of a tall kendoist and a girl in a gymnast outfit. Then there were images of the gymnast and a red head fighting. Then more with the girl that looked like her watching the boy that she liked, fighting the kendoist. The kendoist lost but then he glomped her. More images, a boat, a strange land, her image being reflected in a pool of blood, then nothing.
Shan watched her friends facial features change. She went from smiling, to wonderment, to bewilderment, too sick, all in a few seconds.
"You're spacing out Mia. I am pulling you out of the fight, you are not well." She said. As she said this, she pulled the screaming child to her chest, and started to rock her. Mias couldn't believe what Shan was saying. Taking her out of the fight, that she had been killing herself over? This was not going to affect her. She didn't know what she had heard.
'This is all a bad dream.' She thought.
"NO! I'm fine just get me something light to eat, and a glass of water. I am not missing this fight. Not for the world."
Shan glared at her. She felt her head, cheeks and wrists.
"You don't feel hot. But, I'll tell great-grandmother to make you something special to eat."
"Really. I am fine." Shan stepped away from Mia and walked to another hut, to find her grandmother. Mia balanced herself against the wall. She sighed.
"Gosh." She breathed.
She looked down at herself. She was clothed in only a cotton dress gown. Those few words had made her think of so much. Yet she still didn't remember any names. Only Ran something. That was the mane of the boy that Shan hung all over. She growled to herself. Stop thinking about that mow. I have to have a clear head to fight. I can't be thinking like this and expect to win every battle. She walked back to her room and pulled her cotton dress off. She pulled on a worn-out silk dress from a dresser drawer, and slipped it on. Mia walked to the other side of the room where her mirror hung and looked at herself.
'I looked horrible.'
She sighed. She fixed her hair up a little, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a washrag that was in the washbowl.
'I can't think about the flashes, the dreams, the past, or whatever it is.'
End Chapter 4
Well I am moving faster now trying anyway. This is all that I have typed. I cannot guarantee that I will have a chance to post very soon. I am 17 and have three AP classes in school, now a job, and a life too. Keep reviewing. I love to hear you all. I am so relieved that all you people finally got over chapter one. Till next time. Ranko