I apologize for the delay in getting this chapter out. I had an incredibly tough time making this match work. I'll leave it at that. Enjoy.

I don't own Naruto, Ranma, or Sailor Moon.

Naruto glanced around the dojo appreciatively. There had been only a few in Konoha as well built as the one he was currently touring. Ignoring the sometimes sub par patch jobs it was a beautiful training hall. It had a lived in 'homey' feel to it that brought a smile to the blond's lips. Unlike most of the dojo's he'd worked in or visited in Konoha this one was welcoming and seemed to extrude knowledge. He wondered idly, as Ranma pointed out some of the finer points about the building, if the walls could speak. The tingling sensation at the back of his spine certainly intensified the feeling. It was as if the walls wanted to take him in and whisper 'if only you knew what we've been witness to.'

Shutting out the feeling for the moment Naruto regained his focus just as his tour guide finished his quick round about.

"You give everyone a tour like that?" Naruto asked, a smirk threatening to overtake his face.

Ranma seemed to pause for a moment then shook his head, as if in confusion. "That's weird. I don't think I've ever done that." He blinked as some of what he'd said came back to him. "Huh, didn't know I knew so much bout this place."

Naruto's eyebrow quirked slightly at his friends admission. "You've lived here how long now?"

Ranma scratched his head. "About a year and a half I think. Give er take a month or so."

"You've dealt with Akane for over a year? Has she always been that bad?"

Again the pigtailed boy shrugged. "Not always. There are times she's not so bad. The day we met she was nice and all, even offered to be my friend, till she...uh." He looked sheepishly at the blond then back out towards the house. Naruto followed his line of sight and found himself looking at a certain window. No need to guess who's window that was.

Ranma looked away after a few moments gazing at the window and apologized. "Er, sorry bout that. Lets get started shall we? You wanna change or are you good in what you got on?"

Naruto looked down at his current attire. He had some casual tan cargos on along with a white button up shirt with orange stripes running down the sleeves. The pants he could part with but the shirt he'd rather keep intact if he could. It was one of the few items of clothing he had left with orange in it.

"You got something that would fit me? I'd rather not mess the shirt up."

"Sure. Mr Tendo has a bunch of old gi's from when he used to teach classes." He pointed to a section of the wall at the far end of the dojo that looked like it swung outward. "Small changing room in there. I don't know if there are any student gi's in your size but you might be able to find one."

Naruto waved a grateful thanks as he slid into the changing room. The place was a bit dusty and didn't looked like it had been used for a long while. Work out equipment and bricks were stacked haphazardly in one corner while a large dresser occupied another corner.

After rummaging for a moment or two Naruto found a gi that looked about right for him in the dresser and exchanged his clothing for it. Grabbing a belt he proceeded back out to the dojo proper.

When he emerged he found Ranma waiting for him. The boy hadn't bothered to change, seeming to prefer his silks to a worn gi. A broad smile lit up the pigtailed boy's face for some reason. Naruto finished knotting his belt and looked back questioningly.

"That looks like one of Mr. Tendo's old gi's. He always wears brown."

Indeed the gi was a light brown color. And while brown was not his favorite color it had been the only one remotely his size. The black belt went well with the brown though and Naruto just shrugged.

"Any rules you wanna lay down?" Naruto asked as he stretched his arms, eliciting several distinct popping noises from each.

Ranma's grin remained steady. "Nothing real explosive, I'd rather not help rebuild the dojo again."

Naruto mentally agreed and scratched off almost all of his "cool" ninjutsu techniques. That left him a few ninjutsu techniques, almost all his genjutsu and taijutsu, and the basics.

"Other then that?"

Ranma's grin bled out until only a predatory smile was left. "Other then that...Anything Goes." He suited words to action and took up an open stance that indicated he was ready.

Naruto's smile matched Ranma's as he chose a stance similar in style to his opponent's.

"Anything goes huh? I think you'll regret saying that by the time we're done."

Ranma shook his head slightly. "It's the only way to live around here. Follow the rules and you get trampled."

"So's that mean the rules we laid down are gonna go out the window?"

"Nah," Ranma said as he began shifting stances; going through several of the more well known martial arts basic stances before settling back into his traditional kempo. "I wanna keep this interesting. Restriction brings out adaptation and adaptation is the heart of Anything Goes. Simple as that."

Naruto nodded in silent agreement. 'He probably doesn't know it but he just stated one of the ninja fundamental principles. Though I doubt he's had much practice using that credo in life and death situations like I have.'

His mental processes were cut short as Ranma started the fight with a leg sweeper. Throttling his instincts to jump over the attack, Naruto allowed himself to fall to it. His legs disappeared from under him as his body flipped, his head replacing his feet in proximity to the floor.

Ranma, slightly unnerved that his attack had worked so well, continued through, pivoting to come around full circle for a kick to his opponent's head which had been significantly lowered.

The blond reacted like quicksilver. His arms shot out to prevent his head from meeting the floor while simultaneously arching his back into an impossible curve that brought a leg whipping into the return kick that was meant for his head.

The impact from the kick provided enough energy to spin Naruto into an undulating flip that landed him back on his feet before the pigtailed boy could make his next move. Naruto came in fast and hard, throwing a combination of punches and lightning fast jabs that would have been difficult for a chuunin to deal with.

Therefore it came as no real surprise to the blond when his opponent swatted aside his blows and began to fire them back at an increased pace. Kicks began to come into play again as the battle traversed the length of the dojo and back again. Each of them seemed happy enough to trade blows for several minutes but not land a single one. That is, until Naruto decided to see what else Ranma was capable of.

A strategically placed opening in his opponent's defenses clued Ranma into the fact that Naruto wanted to take the battle up a notch. Already throughly enjoying the bout and, being Ranma, he attacked the opening with relish. He doubled his speed and was suddenly inside the blond's guard.

Naruto's eyes widened as he saw the very abrupt burst of energy. The energy gathered itself in the other boy's arms and legs and dramatically increased his reaction time, allowing him to take good advantage of the opening Naruto had provided. What really surprised him was how Ranma chose to use his advantage. The pigtailed boy lined up a shot with his fist and gathered his energy.

'He's just gonna punch me? That's it?' Naruto thought in disappointment. Disappointment turned to sudden surprise and agony as the punch, or rather punches, connected. Naruto's body counted three hundred and twenty-seven hits in the next 1.85 seconds, a feat he almost wouldn't have believed possible if he hadn't been feeling it at that very moment. His body, despite the beating it was receiving, reacted admirably fast. A quick chakra boost catapulted him backwards and out of range of Ranma's fists before more attacks along the same line could be delivered.

Skidding to a stop on the other side of the dojo Naruto assessed the damage he'd received. The series of punches had been precisely centered with very little deviation to allow for maximum damage to one specific spot. The trained fighter in Naruto shudder to think what a technique like that would do if it was paired with other techniques or fighting styles he knew. At the top of the list was the eight gates manipulation. He made a mental note to take a look at the possibilities when he had the time, seeing as his opponent wasn't keen on letting his advantage go to waste.

Ranma followed up his multi-punch with a pair of flying kicks that Naruto was forced to block. The blows sent painful reverberations through his body. Naruto couldn't remember the last time he'd been hit hard enough to have his whole body feel it. It was a disconcerting thought.

When three more blows managed to create the same effects Naruto decided he'd had enough. 'Time to take the kiddy gloves off,' he thought with a mental grin. This would be the first time in nearly twenty years since he'd pulled out the stops and gone whole hog on someone without the intention to maim or kill. Spinning chakra together with amazing speed Naruto set his plan into motion.

The blond initiated his attack a few seconds later by going on the offense and launching a hail of blows that stopped Ranma's advance cold. They did not, however, manage to penetrate the pigtailed boy's defense. That was where the second part of Naruto's plan came into play.

Ranma's attention shifted abruptly as a cry of primal rage blew into the dojo. A cry he knew all too well.

"RANMA NO BAKA!"

Ranma's defense faltered as his attention was drawn towards the doorway, attempting to spot and avoid trouble before it could reach him. The problem was the mallet wielding demoness Ranma expected to be there wasn't.

That was all Naruto needed. An elbow hammered the black haired boy's solar plexus, knocking the wind from his lungs in an audible 'Whoosh' and flinging him backwards several feet. Lesser fighters would have folded completely but Ranma remained relatively upright, his defense recovering with remarkable speed. But it wasn't enough. Naruto was there to meet him as he ended his short flight across the floor. A sharp kick to his back altered his course and sent Ranma into the air.

Expecting the pigtailed boy to land clumsily, Naruto was rather shocked when instead he twisted his body in midair and seemed to sail higher, controlled now and obviously recovered from the shock of Naruto's devious strike.

The blond's mind raced, changing tactics at breakneck speed to conform to his opponent's rapidly increasing visible skill level. A second diversion was called for. The moment Ranma's feet touched the hard wood floor again the 'diversion' made itself known. A thundering of footsteps rumbled towards the dojo. The footsteps' owner was heralded by another well known battle cry.

"RANMA, PREPARE TO DIE!"

This time Ranma barely seemed to move but Naruto could tell his focus had shifted somewhat as another threat presented itself. A dusty Ryoga, obviously newly risen from the collapsed wall section, came barreling into the dojo in mid umbrella swing. Naruto caught a very obvious eye roll from Ranma as he stepped into the swing and caught the umbrella, yanking it forward and using the weapon's weight to throw the bandanna wearing boy off balance and into the dojo wall. But this move in itself forced Ranma to overextend slightly. This wouldn't have been a problem if he'd just been dealing with Ryoga, but he wasn't.

Naruto appeared in a blaze of speed and speared the underside of Ranma's overextended arm, hitting a crucial cluster of nerves and one very important chakra focal point. A second blow, this time an open palm to the armpit, popped the arm out of its socket and sent Ranma crashing to the floor several yards away.

The black haired fighter rolled as best he could and came back up with a savage twist of his upper body that succeeded in resetting his arm. He grimaced and grunted but didn't yell, something even a trained jounin was hard pressed to do.

Naruto didn't give his opponent the opportunity to analyze his arm further. He knew a strike like that would open up a sizeable hole in any fighter's defense and he fully intended to take advantage of it.

His analysis proved to be at least partially correct. His blow had opened the black haired boy's defense but not nearly as much as he thought it might have. He was having difficulty using the arm but his energy was still flowing normally. Of course not having full use of the arm did tend to limit what could be done with energy centered in that arm anyway. But after only three hits through Ranma's weakened defenses he seemed to change tactics and the hole abruptly vanished. The boy switched over to a combination of styles that seemed to work with, and in some cases benefit from, the partial loss of his arm. Naruto could have sworn he saw portions of Rock Lee's drunken boxing style coming into play as Ranma reasserted himself in the fight. After a nasty dead arm blow slipped through Naruto's defense he was forced to yet again re-evaluate his opponent's skill level. His Akane Bunshin had worked well but he hadn't been able to follow through completely. His Kage Bunshin Ryoga hadn't been much better. Whatever advantage they'd given him had been nullified in moments by Ranma's skill and toughness.

Naruto grimaced mentally as he stepped back from a very aggressive yet incredibly hard to read attack from his opponent. He was fast coming to the conclusion that Ranma knew more about hand to hand combat then even he himself did. The sheer variety of styles the boy knew was beyond belief. In a straight up fist fight he had no doubt Ranma could hold his own and maybe even beat him. Of course that was without factoring in things like special moves, chakra, etc. If you factored out chakra Naruto really only knew a handful of real martial arts styles. The others were rather worthless without it.

Nodding to himself Naruto disengaged and stepped back several paces. His arms lowered and he bent forward into a bow, indicating the fight was over. Ranma blinked hesitantly but returned the gesture.

"Why'd you stop?" he asked as he straightened up. His hand went unconsciously to his smarting shoulder and underarm and began to inspect the damaged areas. "You had me on the ropes there for a bit. Why didn't you press your advantage?"

"Because I probably couldn't have won," Naruto said bluntly, with a hint of smile tugging at his whiskered cheeks.

Ranma reacted as was his custom. "Huh? But I thought..."

Naruto stopped him with a shake of his head and a true smile. "Nah. You're good Ranma, really good. You woulda eventually figured me out and then I woulda been the one on the ropes."

Ranma smiled and rotated his shoulders, a small blush forming on his cheeks from the obvious praise. "Er, hehehe...um thanks I guess. Never had anyone say that before. No one usually believes me when I say I'm the best. You're the first that hasn't had to have it beaten into em."

Naruto almost couldn't believe his ears. The guy was actually agreeing with him! 'Kid must have quite the ego to actually say stuff like that to opponents. Kinda like a certain Uchiha I used to know.' His lip twitched. 'Ok scratch that. Kinda like every Uchiha I used to know.'

He held up his hand to stall further remarks. "Back up hot shot. When I said you probably coulda beaten me I meant in a purely fist to fist fight, little to no chakra involved."

Ranma's blush dissolved into a mask of confusion. "Chakra? What's that?"

Naruto rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to make a funny comment when he paused. He closed his mouth with a click and eyed the other boy carefully. He mulled over his words carefully before speaking. "Chakra is the energy you used when you took advantage of that opening I gave you. Certainly you know what chakra is? How couldn't you when you obviously use it?"

A light seemed to come on in Ranma's mind. He snapped his fingers. "You mean Ki?"

Naruto rolled the word around in his head a bit. "Ki huh? If that's what you call it then I guess so. Chakra's what I know it as. Anyway, like I was saying, in a straight up fist fight, almost no chakra or ki involved, you've got the advantage. How many styles do you know anyway?"

Ranma looked like he wanted to complain but he dutifully began counting the number of styles he had experience in.

Several minutes later Ranma had given up trying to use his fingers and toes to keep track of the numbers and Naruto was beginning to wonder just how many he could possibly know. Finally, after several face scrunches resulting from "complex" addition, Ranma looked back at the blond.

"Two hundred fifteen...I think. I may have missed a couple. I'm not great with numbers."

Naruto wanted to call the other boy's bluff but the sincere expression on his face quelled his doubts. He settled for an arched eyebrow. "You really know that many styles?"

"Well yeah," Ranma said, beginning to look defensive. "Sure a lot of them are unique family styles that may seem whacked out to most people, but they count as valid martial arts in my book. Then of course there are all the main stream ones."

"Ok, like I said, you've got the advantage there."

Ranma puffed up his chest. "Fine, but you think you could beat me if you used ki?"

Naruto's grin went almost feral. "I don't think, I know."

"Prove it."

Naruto's finger went immediately to the still prone Ryoga slumped against the wall. "Well there's one example right there."

Ranma glanced at the body of his rival in disbelief. "How does Ryoga prove your point?"

Ryoga promptly got up, dusted himself off, and smiled disarmingly. "Maybe cause I'm not your buddy Ryoga." A puff of smoke later an exact copy of Naruto stood where Ryoga used to be.

"Er..."

"A Shadow Clone. Something I created through the use of chakra." Naruto said. "Creates a real short term body that can think and act for itself but is usually under my control." He waved his hand and cancelled his control over the clone causing it to disappear in another puff of smoke.

"Almost the same as this one."

A second clone came in from outside, this time without a disguise. "This one's just a normal clone. Body's not real. Just an illusion."

"Not as cool either," the clone said...in a perfect imitation of Akane's voice.

Ranma goggled.

Naruto continued. "They're a lot like that technique I used to fool Ryoga back in the dinning room. The Bunshin and the Kawarimi are beginner level jutsu. The Kage Bunshin is Jounin or Master level. Since you seemed amazed just at the use of Kawarimi I'm guessing you've never seen anything like it before. Am I correct?"

Ranma blinked. "Um, well I've seen something called Splitting Ca...er Feline Hairs technique. Its kinda like your Bunshin no jutsu. Cologne uses it."

"Ok, I guess a better question would be what can you do with your ki?"

Ranma went thoughtful again as he began to list out techniques he knew. "Well there's the Kachu Tenshin Amaguriken that I pulled on you. That was that set of really fast punches. Then there's the Shi Shi Hokodan and the Moko Takabisha. Those are ranged attacks. The Hiryu Shoten Ha is probably my most powerful technique. Then there are my father's sealed techniques, the Umi Senken and the Yami Senken, but I try not to use those. There are a couple more but those are the main ones."

Naruto nodded. "So you've got maybe a dozen ki techniques at most? Not counting basic muscle supplementation like for jumping over walls. Am I right?"

Ranma nodded hesitantly.

"Can you do what Elder Cologne did when she arrived? Shoot your ki I mean?"

"Yeah, that's what Shi Shi Hokodan and Moko Takabisha are," Ranma answered. "She shot at you?"

Naruto just shrugged. "So from what I'm seeing here your techniques seem to focus on brute force. Correct?"

Ranma crossed his arms over his chest in defiance. "Hey, I'll have you know only a handful of people can pull off even the simplest of those. They're far from brute force."

"I'd call blasting away with pure chakra brute force." He said in a lightly challenging manner.

"Well how many do you know then?"

"Somewhere in the range of two thousand," Naruto said offhandedly.

Never before had Naruto seen someone prefect the look of a stunned fish out of water better then Saotome Ranma. The sight was almost enough to crack the carefully constructed mask he'd created just moments before. Not wanting to loose his edge the blond bit the inside of his lip to keep himself from smiling.

Of course he didn't get to enjoy the effect his statement had on the younger boy for very long for at that moment the real Ryoga chose to come stumbling past the dojo. It was easy to see he was still having trouble walking correctly as he dusted himself off. He was muttering something about umbrellas when he caught sight of Ranma and Naruto standing inside and abruptly turned towards them.

"Ranma, what the hell do you..." Ryoga's angry comment died on his lips as he finally took in the image of Ranma doing his best impression of a fish.

Anger turned to disbelief. Disbelief collided with confusion. Confusion lead to mounting realization. And realization died laughing as the full humor of the situation made itself apparent as a grin split the lost boy's face. His eyes darted from Ranma to Naruto, who was the only one of the two that had noticed the others arrival. The combination of his raised eyebrow and partially hidden smirk sealed the deal for Ryoga as he burst out laughing.

The sudden noise caught Ranma's attention and he turned, still looking like a fish, to look in Ryoga's direction. This of course only caused the fanged boy to laugh harder. And anyone who's suffered a blow to their groin, no matter what gender, knows laughing doesn't do wonders for the pain. Ryoga doubled over and dropped to the ground as he tried to assuage his aching lowers while at the same time laugh to his heart's content.

Naruto found the whole situation hilarious and would have joined in with his own laughter if the laws of probability hadn't decided to gang up with Murphy and Nerima to produce one of the common occurrences that plagued Ranma and his associates. This occurrence fell under category three, the "someone walks in at the wrong time and jumps to conclusions" section. This particular case came in under the name of Akane Tendo, who happened to be the most frequent abuser of category three.

The dark haired girl stepped into the dojo from a different direction and made her presence known immediately.

"What are you two perverts doing in here?"

Her eyes swept the room, noting Ranma's sudden jumpiness, Naruto's suddenly stony expression, and finally coming to rest on Ryoga who seemed, to her at least, to be crying in pain. This of course kicked off the second part of category three, the jumping to conclusions part, which Akane was the undisputed master of.

Her fists clenched. Her blood began to boil. An all too familiar red haze shrouded her vision. Naruto saw the warning lights and heard the sirens but refused to budge. If she was going to get angry he wasn't going to stop her. If she attacked him it would be her that threw the first punch, not him.

Sure enough Mount Akane blew her top once more. "YOU FUCKING BASTARD! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO POOR RYOGA?"

Ranma started to say something, tried to forced out an explanation, but nothing came. He didn't even know what was happening. The magical number 2000 was still dancing a happy jig through his mind.

Not that it would have mattered much since Akane rarely listened to him anyway. Luckily for him Ranma had nothing to fear at the moment. Her attention was fixed solely on Naruto. She'd warned him once. He'd humiliated her. She'd told him off again. He hadn't cared. Now he'd picked on poor defenseless Ryoga again. Any lessons she'd learned from her previous defeat obviously hadn't made a big impression on her.

Her anger drove her. Her aura manifested itself in all its boiling red furry, completely wrapping her in malevolent energy. She'd found this to be a very effective deterrent and terror inducer before and so chose to apply it now.

"Pathetic little girl. I would crush her where she stood for such impudence," Kyuubi said with a snarl of contempt. "She obviously has no respect for her betters. Cut her down to size brat or I'll do it myself. She offends me."

'For once I agree with you fox,' Naruto said mentally as he watched Akane set herself to charge. 'You remember Kisame and what we did to him? Like that, only more controlled'

The sick pleasure he felt rolling off the fox in response was almost enough to make him gag but he held back. "Indeed. A suitable response to one like this. I think I'm finally starting to rub off on you runt." Naruto shuddered mentally and the fox laughed in response.

"Whenever you're ready."

Naruto's trained eyes noted the twitching of certain muscles through the girl's powerful arms and legs, indicating she was on the verge of attacking. 'Wait till she commits herself. When it's beyond obvious that she's ignored my warning and attacked me.'

Reading Akane's moves was like reading a billboard. You'd have to be blind not to see her telegraphing her moves. It was obvious from the sudden tensing of her body and the rushed intake of air that she was going to be moving in the next millisecond or two. But Naruto waited.

He waited until her feet went into motion, after she'd thrown her weight forward and had set her right fist back for what would have been a devastating right hook, to make his move.

He reached down deep into the recesses of his mind, traveling the familiar corridors in a flash, and met up with the spike of energy the fox had woven for this very specific purpose. He grasped it firmly and pulled it upward, bringing it forward to the forefront of him mind, and then casting it outward toward the on rushing girl.

To any outsider it would have appeared almost as if Akane had suddenly tripped mere moments after she'd begun her attack. But no, this was much more then a simple misplacement of a foot. This was the result of having the equivalent of a nuclear sledgehammer bash you in the skull. The full force of Kyuubi's killer intent focused on a single person was an utterly terrifying prospect. No mere mortal could have withstood such power and escaped with much sanity left.

Luckily for Akane she didn't get the whole package. Naruto had asked for a very specific amount. He'd done it once before, to Uchiha Itachi's former cohort and partner in crime Kisame. That time he hadn't told the fox to hold back. Kisame's mind had literally been wiped clean by the utter intensity of the fox's desire to maim and kill. It hadn't even compared to Orochimaru's mental attack in the forest of death. The shark like man had melted on the spot, going from a vicious killer to a sobbing mindless freak in under a second.

This time Naruto wanted a very specific effect and he got it. Akane's trip turned into an uncontrolled roll that brought her up only a foot short of her intended target. She lay there, her entire body shuddering in fear and release. If she hadn't just been to the bathroom she would have ended up being even more embarrassed. Instead all she lost was her stomach. The tears came next. They streamed down her face in torrents as she gasped and sobbed into the puddle of vomit on the floor.

Ranma and Ryoga stood to the side in complete and utter shock, both had made rapid recoveries upon the appearance of Akane. Neither of them had wanted to step between her and her intended victim for fear of intercepting her attack. Now they were glad they hadn't for an entirely different reason. All though they weren't exactly sure why. Akane being suddenly reduced to a scared little girl in the midst of an attack was not something they had experience with.

Ranma finally took a hesitant step forward. Seeing the girl he loved reduced to a sobbing wreck was hard for him. He wanted to comfort her despite how she might react to it. Naruto's raised arm stopped him. The pigtailed boy stopped and waited as the blond bent down until he was crouching before the prostrate girl.

"I'm sorry Tendo-san," Naruto said calmly, barely above a whisper.

Despite its low volume Akane jerked away as if the sound had physically hurt her. Both Ranma and Ryoga gritted their teeth. Akane was in pain, she was suffering, yet neither knew what to do. What they did know was that it was Naruto's fault.

Naruto continued as if he hadn't noticed her reactions. "I would like to apologize for my actions. However, I did warn you about future unprovoked attacks against me." Akane was jerking only mildly now but still seemed uncomfortable with either his voice or his proximity. "The effects will wear off in a bit but I hope you learned something from this. Please don't attack me again. Do you understand?"

Akane didn't respond immediately. Instead she pushed herself off the floor of the dojo with shaking arms and managed to make it to her feet without too much difficulty. Her head remained lowered and tears were still dripping off the end of her nose but she eventually nodded.

Naruto let out a sigh of relief. "I'm glad we understand each other."

Akane gave one last sniff and backed her way out of the dojo as fast as she could without looking like she was trying to get away.

Once she was gone the two other boys rounded on Naruto.

"What the hell did you do to her you bastard?" Ryoga snarled. Ranma was a lot cooler about the whole thing but Naruto could hear the edge in his voice as he too spoke. "If you don't explain yourself right now we'll kick your ass right outta Nerima for hurtin Akane."

Naruto turned to face them, his face downcast but resolved. "I didn't hurt her at all, just scared the livin daylights out of her."

That brought the two angry teens up short. Ranma managed to collect his thoughts first. "You didn't touch her? Then how'd you do that?"

"Killer intent," Naruto remarked simply. "I can project a very powerful killer intent that can, frighten, paralyze, and even mentally damage opponents. It's something most people I knew could do to some extent. She only got a portion of what I could project though. I didn't want to leave her like the last guy I used it on."

"You dare to use such a skill on poor Akane? Have you no honor?"

"What happened to the last guy?"

Naruto ignored Ryoga's comment and answered Ranma's instead. "I destroyed his mind. He wouldn't have been able to function if I'd left him. But since I was out to kill him anyway it didn't really matter that much."

"MARTIAL ARTISTS DON'T KILL!" Ryoga yelled, his face a brilliant shade of red. Naruto noticed Ranma wince at this but chose not to comment. "Does honor mean nothing to you?" Ryoga continued. "Have you no shame?" Ranma huffed but kept silent otherwise.

"Your definition of honor and my definition of honor don't seem to match," Naruto said with a hint of anger creeping into his voice. "My honor means a lot to me but honor in combat, in my line of work, is almost non-existent. You do anything and everything you can to reach your objective. If that means killing then so be it."

Ranma looked betrayed. "But I thought you said you were..."

Naruto stopped him with a head shake. "I never said I was a martial artist."

"Then what?" Ryoga asked in disgust.

"A ninja," he answered quietly.

No that's not how I had origionally planned the fight. It was supposed to build until it was a four way brawl between Naruto, Ranma, Ryoga, and Akane. Ryoga was gonna be the one to get "feared". But as everyone knows stories change. Things take on a life of their own. The way it came out is the way I finally settled for after many different attempts to get it "right".

Oh and just to let you know, Ki does NOT equal chakra, ki is a majorelement in chakra but they look and feel much the same. The difference will be noticed and examined in later chapters.

I'm trying to keep Naruto non mary sue but putting a 150+ year old super powered ninja in the "real" world tends to make him look perfect. But believe me, he is gonna be far from perfect. He will make mistakes. He won't be perfect.

You can look up Ranma and his friends techniques and backstories on www dot furinkan dot com/ranma. Best place for information about the series.