See No Evil
By Kyokukou
Homework was just that , work , of course many subjects she simply breezed
through . Mathematics was always a strongpoint for her . However , things like
history killed her grade point average . So what if she didn't know every stupid
event of the Muromachi period , and who cares about the Auska period ?
Still , the course was required and she had to plod through it . However ,
it did not mean she had to like it at all . So as had become her ritual , after
finishing outlining the chapter and answering the questions she slammed her
history book shut with a bang and threw it into her book bag .
Now Akane may go about a good many things the wrong way , but when it
comes to working out frustrations little sister always did know best . So she
donned her gi and headed out for the Dojo . Akane had finished her workout
almost an hour ago so she would have it all to herself .
Or she should have . She found the door already wide open , and upon
entering was greeted with a sight that astounded her .
Ranma , if what she was seeing was any indication , could not be human , no
human could move like that . It was as if his muscles were ocean currents , the
unstoppable and tireless force behind liquid motion that defied all constraints
placed upon the human body . To be concise , in her opinion she was watching
perfection .
Then it was over . Ranma finished his final move and became a mere mortal
once more .
" I can move out into the yard if I'm in your way ." Ranma turned to face her .
" That's ..fine ." The fact that Ranma was now without his ever-present shades
had surprised her enough to hesitate between words .
" Oh , sorry , I'll go get them ." It seemed Ranma missed nothing , he headed
straight for the towel his shades sat on .
" Don't bother ." She tried to sound nonchalant . " I don't mind , I was just
used to you wearing them ."
" Alright ." Ranma turned on his heel and headed back . " So you study Musubetsu
Kakuto Ryuu also ?"
" Yeah , keeps me in shape ." She shrugged . " And it's a family thing ."
" Same here ." He smiled at her . Oddly his eyes seemed fixed on hers , yet
obviously there was no focus there . But she found the effect to be more
disarming than disconcerting . " So what rank are you ?"
" Barely first dan ." She admitted . " I'm more kata and less kumite so I could
never pass Daddy's requirements for kumite and advance ."
" Need any help ?"
" I prefer to use physical force as a absolutely last resort ." She lied . She
simply lost her nerve too easily in a physical fight .
" What about kata ?" Ranma continued .
" What rank are you ?" She interjected .
" Oyaji never gave me any rank , he just always says I'm at the level below
where I should be ."
" That's mean ."
" That's Oyaji ." The boy shrugged with a 'oh well' smile .
She found herself chuckling despite efforts to put up her usual calm and
sarcastic front .
Stifling her mirth she started off into a kata . Keenly aware that Ranma had
immediately launched himself into the same kata . Out of the corner of her eye
she observed him . While this time there was none of the inhuman skill he had
shown before , the skill he displayed still towered above her own .
" Why are you holding back so much ?" She asked near the middle of the kata .
" So you can see how it's done ."
" I know the kata ." She snorted , pouring a bit more power into the spearhand
than needed .
" It's little things I'm talking about ." Ranma continued . " Like your foot
spacing , or that that spearhand should have been aimed chestlevel center and
not eyelevel center ."
" Showoff ." She had meant it as a flippant comment not to be taken seriously ,
but Ranma visibly cringed .
" Sorry , you didn't ask for my help did you ?" Ranma apologized after the final
move .
" No I didn't ," She agreed , intending to continue on with a 'but' .
However , Ranma was already placing his mirrored sunglasses on to hide his
eyes . " Sorry , it's just that Oyaji keeps reminding me that this is it ."
" 'It' ?" She asked as she launched herself into another kata .
" Yeah ," Ranma nodded , taking the towel and rubbing the minimal sheen of
perspiration from himself . " my whole life has been in preparation for now ."
" All you had to do was be born a boy , and we just had to be born girls ." She
laughed .
Ranma only cringed again . " Actually , I had to be the heir to both Saotome
and Tendo schools . Then I also had to be good enough to marry one of you .
Oyaji said that meant I had to be able to defeat two challenging masters at once
and still have enough wits to run a household ."
" Your Oyaji is stupid ." She snorted , the kata forcing her to leave Ranma to
her back . " This is the modern era , not something like the Muromachi period .
I'm not getting married just because my Daddy wants me to , and neither are my
sisters . We're not stupid little cattle that need our father to dictate our
lives ."
She turned with the next move to find that Ranma had vanished .
* * *
As was her habit she hummed a song to herself as she prepared breakfast for
the family . This time double the normal amount , as her father had suggested .
Her father had told her that Genma ate three times the amount of a normal man ,
and his son was most likely the same . She hoped what she had made would be
enough .
Presently the actual food preparation was complete , all she was doing now
was placing the huge portions onto platters and bowls . A loud battlecry tended
to be distracting to someone performing such domestic activities .
Not knowing what to expect aside from a battle of some sort she rushed to
the porch . To see Ranma standing , fists clenched , by the koi pond . Out of
the sky plunged a panda , a claw descending to rake the unsuspecting target .
Only said unsuspecting target was not unsuspecting , he was most definitely
knowing , and used that knowledge to sidestep into a spinning backick that sent
the panda sprawling .
" Oyaji ," Ranma called out to the panda as it stood . " always remember that to
attack me from the air is one of the stupidest things someone without wings can
do ."
" Growf ." The panda looked agitated .
" Breakfast will be ready in a minuet ." She called .
" Thanks , Kasumi-san ." Ranma called to her .
" Growf !" The panda now looked elated . 'Thank you ever so much , just give me
a moment to pound the boy .' Read the sign the panda suddenly produced .
" Stop doing that !" Ranma barked at the panda and pointed to the sign .
' BWA HA HA HA HA !' The new sign read .
With a shake of her head she turned back inside .
" What's Ranma steamed about ?" Akane blinked in puzzlement .
" He can't read the sign without touching the paint on wood ." Nabiki explained
absently , flipping to the editor's word in her magazine .
The rest of the conversation was lost to her as she reentered the kitchen to
start bringing the huge breakfast to the table .
Then breakfast had came and went .
While she had finished school without any real honors , and being only in
the upper forty percent of her class she was fairly certain that the Saotome
line carried an eating gene that allowed their stomachs to defy all physics
concerning volume .
The double portions she had prepared weren't enough by far . She'd have to
consult Nabiki about food distributors who sold in bulk .
* * *
" Do you have to eat so much ?" Akane asked Ranma after he had hopped atop
the fence . " I've seen sumo pigs who eat less !"
" Hey !" Ranma barked defensively . " I have to eat that much just to keep going
, I have a high metabolism ."
" Glutton ." Akane sniffed .
" What ?" She noted that Ranma's voice was more frustrated than angry . " What
did I do ? I eat more than the average Jiro Shmoe , why are you mad at me about
that ?"
" You're impossible !" Akane snapped before doubling her walking pace .
" I-Wha-hey-I-..." Ranma stopped on the fence and stood there , motionless , his
confused expression resolving into hurt frustration .
* Is he just thin skinned , or does he not realize how much emotion he shows in
his expression ?* She wondered .
Abruptly Ranma's frustration contorted into raw anger , his hands snapped
into fists . She decided to diffuse his ire before someone did something rash ,
analysis could wait until later .
" Ranma , ignore her temper for a few days it's...you know...her time of the
month ." She lied .
" What do you mean her time...oh..."
* No doubt about it , he leaves his face open like a book .* She thought as
Ranma's face turned a very bright shade of red .
The crowd of boys had already been thoroughly decimated long before they
reached the school grounds . However , Kuno was in rare form today , not only
was he still standing when they arrived , it looked like he was untouched .
" Yea , young students of this humble house of learning , BEHOLD !" The crazed
kendoist bellowed , an instant before lighting flashed dramatically and thunder
pealed . " Today I end this contest !"
" He's got wonderful dramatic timing ." Ranma rubbed an ear with his free hand .
" I still don't know how he does that ." She agreed .
" Is he finally going to show his true strength ?" Ranma asked more to himself
than her .
Her little sister was in no mood for Kuno's antics today . With a grunt of
effort she hurled her book bag at the braggart's face . Kuno smiled thinly , his
arms blurred . The two separate slices of the bag flew harmlessly past either
side of the psudosamurai's head .
" I guess not ." Ranma sighed .
" Huh ?"
" He's not going to go all out on her ." Ranma rephrased .
" Huh ?" She repeated uncomprehendingly . " You mean he's better than that ?"
" Much ." Ranma nodded .
" DIE KUNO !" Akane cried , charging .
" None shall perish this day fair Tendo Akane !" Kuno bellowed in return .
The two charged , only the other existed for the two combatants . Fist flew
, and wooden blade sang through the air . Kuno stumbled , taken aback by such a
forceful blow . Akane , untouched , readied another attack .
" Captain , you have to actually hit her !" One of the kendo club's members
barked .
" But ...but..I CANNOT !" Kuno bellowed in anguish to the sky before succumbing
to a hailstorm of Akane's fists and feet .
" Well , that was predictable in retrospect ." She mumbled to herself , turning
to face Ranma .
To find that Ranma was facing away from her , his entire body relaxed for
action , his face set in a hard mask .
" Ranma ?" She inquired warily .
" Just my luck , he'd show up ." Ranma shook his head , 'watching' something or
someone walk by on the other side of the school wall .
" Who ?"
" Huh ?" Ranma snapped back to present matters as if physically jerked . " Sorry
, nobody ."
She logged the anomaly for further investigation later .
* * *
She was most definitely unhappy today . Today had been a bad day from the
get go . The highlights of her day had included at least seven embarrassing
incidents involving her inaction looking mean to Ranma , failing that history
exam , Kuno 'nuff said , nailing Ranma in the face with a baseball during
P.E. , and many more .
It was a fair judgement to say she was quite miffed .
" Let me see that ...ouch ." Nabiki commented on Ranma's swollen cheek .
" It'll be gone by tomorrow ." Ranma shrugged .
They were still too close to the school for Ranma to act normal yet , so
Nabiki still lead him by the hand as he tapped along with his cane for good
measure .
" Why didn't you dodge it or catch it or something ?" She leaned in and hissed .
" Yeah ," Nabiki sided with her for once . " couldn't you have ducked in the
nick of time for some coincidental reason ?"
" I was sitting between Hiroshi and Daisuke , so no left or right dodging ."
Ranma began . " And if I would have dodged it would have hit Shinji in the
throat . So I killed two birds with one stone . I got hit , which reinforced my
image as a regular blind guy and protected Shinji ."
" You still could have done SOMETHING !" She snarled , wishing it was safe to
hit him without worrying about witnesses .
" If you hadn't hit the damn ball in a mach two foul ..." Ranma snorted .
" It was an accident !"
" It was...." Ranma trailed off abruptly , his face hardening . " Ryouga ."
The wall a few meters ahead exploded without warning . Out of the dust a
male figure hurled himself in a headlong charge towards Ranma . She lunged
behind Ranma , tackling her older sister away from the intended target of the
newcomer .
Ranma remained completely motionless . The attacker's fist flew out with
incredible speed to stop only a centimeter from Ranma's ever-present shades .
" Not here with them ." Ranma calmly stated .
" Of course not ." The young man agreed , retracting his fist . He addressed
them without taking his eyes from Ranma . " Forgive my rudeness , but I did not
realize you two were with him until the last second ."
" There is an abandoned lot not far from here ." Ranma continued .
" It's been a while ." The young man smiled thinly , his eyes narrowing .
" Yes ." Ranma replied evenly , but with a hint of impatience .
To some signal unperceived by anyone else the pair leapt off in unison ,
never facing away from the other .
" What the hell was that about ?" Nabiki mumbled to herself .
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By Kyokukou
Homework was just that , work , of course many subjects she simply breezed
through . Mathematics was always a strongpoint for her . However , things like
history killed her grade point average . So what if she didn't know every stupid
event of the Muromachi period , and who cares about the Auska period ?
Still , the course was required and she had to plod through it . However ,
it did not mean she had to like it at all . So as had become her ritual , after
finishing outlining the chapter and answering the questions she slammed her
history book shut with a bang and threw it into her book bag .
Now Akane may go about a good many things the wrong way , but when it
comes to working out frustrations little sister always did know best . So she
donned her gi and headed out for the Dojo . Akane had finished her workout
almost an hour ago so she would have it all to herself .
Or she should have . She found the door already wide open , and upon
entering was greeted with a sight that astounded her .
Ranma , if what she was seeing was any indication , could not be human , no
human could move like that . It was as if his muscles were ocean currents , the
unstoppable and tireless force behind liquid motion that defied all constraints
placed upon the human body . To be concise , in her opinion she was watching
perfection .
Then it was over . Ranma finished his final move and became a mere mortal
once more .
" I can move out into the yard if I'm in your way ." Ranma turned to face her .
" That's ..fine ." The fact that Ranma was now without his ever-present shades
had surprised her enough to hesitate between words .
" Oh , sorry , I'll go get them ." It seemed Ranma missed nothing , he headed
straight for the towel his shades sat on .
" Don't bother ." She tried to sound nonchalant . " I don't mind , I was just
used to you wearing them ."
" Alright ." Ranma turned on his heel and headed back . " So you study Musubetsu
Kakuto Ryuu also ?"
" Yeah , keeps me in shape ." She shrugged . " And it's a family thing ."
" Same here ." He smiled at her . Oddly his eyes seemed fixed on hers , yet
obviously there was no focus there . But she found the effect to be more
disarming than disconcerting . " So what rank are you ?"
" Barely first dan ." She admitted . " I'm more kata and less kumite so I could
never pass Daddy's requirements for kumite and advance ."
" Need any help ?"
" I prefer to use physical force as a absolutely last resort ." She lied . She
simply lost her nerve too easily in a physical fight .
" What about kata ?" Ranma continued .
" What rank are you ?" She interjected .
" Oyaji never gave me any rank , he just always says I'm at the level below
where I should be ."
" That's mean ."
" That's Oyaji ." The boy shrugged with a 'oh well' smile .
She found herself chuckling despite efforts to put up her usual calm and
sarcastic front .
Stifling her mirth she started off into a kata . Keenly aware that Ranma had
immediately launched himself into the same kata . Out of the corner of her eye
she observed him . While this time there was none of the inhuman skill he had
shown before , the skill he displayed still towered above her own .
" Why are you holding back so much ?" She asked near the middle of the kata .
" So you can see how it's done ."
" I know the kata ." She snorted , pouring a bit more power into the spearhand
than needed .
" It's little things I'm talking about ." Ranma continued . " Like your foot
spacing , or that that spearhand should have been aimed chestlevel center and
not eyelevel center ."
" Showoff ." She had meant it as a flippant comment not to be taken seriously ,
but Ranma visibly cringed .
" Sorry , you didn't ask for my help did you ?" Ranma apologized after the final
move .
" No I didn't ," She agreed , intending to continue on with a 'but' .
However , Ranma was already placing his mirrored sunglasses on to hide his
eyes . " Sorry , it's just that Oyaji keeps reminding me that this is it ."
" 'It' ?" She asked as she launched herself into another kata .
" Yeah ," Ranma nodded , taking the towel and rubbing the minimal sheen of
perspiration from himself . " my whole life has been in preparation for now ."
" All you had to do was be born a boy , and we just had to be born girls ." She
laughed .
Ranma only cringed again . " Actually , I had to be the heir to both Saotome
and Tendo schools . Then I also had to be good enough to marry one of you .
Oyaji said that meant I had to be able to defeat two challenging masters at once
and still have enough wits to run a household ."
" Your Oyaji is stupid ." She snorted , the kata forcing her to leave Ranma to
her back . " This is the modern era , not something like the Muromachi period .
I'm not getting married just because my Daddy wants me to , and neither are my
sisters . We're not stupid little cattle that need our father to dictate our
lives ."
She turned with the next move to find that Ranma had vanished .
* * *
As was her habit she hummed a song to herself as she prepared breakfast for
the family . This time double the normal amount , as her father had suggested .
Her father had told her that Genma ate three times the amount of a normal man ,
and his son was most likely the same . She hoped what she had made would be
enough .
Presently the actual food preparation was complete , all she was doing now
was placing the huge portions onto platters and bowls . A loud battlecry tended
to be distracting to someone performing such domestic activities .
Not knowing what to expect aside from a battle of some sort she rushed to
the porch . To see Ranma standing , fists clenched , by the koi pond . Out of
the sky plunged a panda , a claw descending to rake the unsuspecting target .
Only said unsuspecting target was not unsuspecting , he was most definitely
knowing , and used that knowledge to sidestep into a spinning backick that sent
the panda sprawling .
" Oyaji ," Ranma called out to the panda as it stood . " always remember that to
attack me from the air is one of the stupidest things someone without wings can
do ."
" Growf ." The panda looked agitated .
" Breakfast will be ready in a minuet ." She called .
" Thanks , Kasumi-san ." Ranma called to her .
" Growf !" The panda now looked elated . 'Thank you ever so much , just give me
a moment to pound the boy .' Read the sign the panda suddenly produced .
" Stop doing that !" Ranma barked at the panda and pointed to the sign .
' BWA HA HA HA HA !' The new sign read .
With a shake of her head she turned back inside .
" What's Ranma steamed about ?" Akane blinked in puzzlement .
" He can't read the sign without touching the paint on wood ." Nabiki explained
absently , flipping to the editor's word in her magazine .
The rest of the conversation was lost to her as she reentered the kitchen to
start bringing the huge breakfast to the table .
Then breakfast had came and went .
While she had finished school without any real honors , and being only in
the upper forty percent of her class she was fairly certain that the Saotome
line carried an eating gene that allowed their stomachs to defy all physics
concerning volume .
The double portions she had prepared weren't enough by far . She'd have to
consult Nabiki about food distributors who sold in bulk .
* * *
" Do you have to eat so much ?" Akane asked Ranma after he had hopped atop
the fence . " I've seen sumo pigs who eat less !"
" Hey !" Ranma barked defensively . " I have to eat that much just to keep going
, I have a high metabolism ."
" Glutton ." Akane sniffed .
" What ?" She noted that Ranma's voice was more frustrated than angry . " What
did I do ? I eat more than the average Jiro Shmoe , why are you mad at me about
that ?"
" You're impossible !" Akane snapped before doubling her walking pace .
" I-Wha-hey-I-..." Ranma stopped on the fence and stood there , motionless , his
confused expression resolving into hurt frustration .
* Is he just thin skinned , or does he not realize how much emotion he shows in
his expression ?* She wondered .
Abruptly Ranma's frustration contorted into raw anger , his hands snapped
into fists . She decided to diffuse his ire before someone did something rash ,
analysis could wait until later .
" Ranma , ignore her temper for a few days it's...you know...her time of the
month ." She lied .
" What do you mean her time...oh..."
* No doubt about it , he leaves his face open like a book .* She thought as
Ranma's face turned a very bright shade of red .
The crowd of boys had already been thoroughly decimated long before they
reached the school grounds . However , Kuno was in rare form today , not only
was he still standing when they arrived , it looked like he was untouched .
" Yea , young students of this humble house of learning , BEHOLD !" The crazed
kendoist bellowed , an instant before lighting flashed dramatically and thunder
pealed . " Today I end this contest !"
" He's got wonderful dramatic timing ." Ranma rubbed an ear with his free hand .
" I still don't know how he does that ." She agreed .
" Is he finally going to show his true strength ?" Ranma asked more to himself
than her .
Her little sister was in no mood for Kuno's antics today . With a grunt of
effort she hurled her book bag at the braggart's face . Kuno smiled thinly , his
arms blurred . The two separate slices of the bag flew harmlessly past either
side of the psudosamurai's head .
" I guess not ." Ranma sighed .
" Huh ?"
" He's not going to go all out on her ." Ranma rephrased .
" Huh ?" She repeated uncomprehendingly . " You mean he's better than that ?"
" Much ." Ranma nodded .
" DIE KUNO !" Akane cried , charging .
" None shall perish this day fair Tendo Akane !" Kuno bellowed in return .
The two charged , only the other existed for the two combatants . Fist flew
, and wooden blade sang through the air . Kuno stumbled , taken aback by such a
forceful blow . Akane , untouched , readied another attack .
" Captain , you have to actually hit her !" One of the kendo club's members
barked .
" But ...but..I CANNOT !" Kuno bellowed in anguish to the sky before succumbing
to a hailstorm of Akane's fists and feet .
" Well , that was predictable in retrospect ." She mumbled to herself , turning
to face Ranma .
To find that Ranma was facing away from her , his entire body relaxed for
action , his face set in a hard mask .
" Ranma ?" She inquired warily .
" Just my luck , he'd show up ." Ranma shook his head , 'watching' something or
someone walk by on the other side of the school wall .
" Who ?"
" Huh ?" Ranma snapped back to present matters as if physically jerked . " Sorry
, nobody ."
She logged the anomaly for further investigation later .
* * *
She was most definitely unhappy today . Today had been a bad day from the
get go . The highlights of her day had included at least seven embarrassing
incidents involving her inaction looking mean to Ranma , failing that history
exam , Kuno 'nuff said , nailing Ranma in the face with a baseball during
P.E. , and many more .
It was a fair judgement to say she was quite miffed .
" Let me see that ...ouch ." Nabiki commented on Ranma's swollen cheek .
" It'll be gone by tomorrow ." Ranma shrugged .
They were still too close to the school for Ranma to act normal yet , so
Nabiki still lead him by the hand as he tapped along with his cane for good
measure .
" Why didn't you dodge it or catch it or something ?" She leaned in and hissed .
" Yeah ," Nabiki sided with her for once . " couldn't you have ducked in the
nick of time for some coincidental reason ?"
" I was sitting between Hiroshi and Daisuke , so no left or right dodging ."
Ranma began . " And if I would have dodged it would have hit Shinji in the
throat . So I killed two birds with one stone . I got hit , which reinforced my
image as a regular blind guy and protected Shinji ."
" You still could have done SOMETHING !" She snarled , wishing it was safe to
hit him without worrying about witnesses .
" If you hadn't hit the damn ball in a mach two foul ..." Ranma snorted .
" It was an accident !"
" It was...." Ranma trailed off abruptly , his face hardening . " Ryouga ."
The wall a few meters ahead exploded without warning . Out of the dust a
male figure hurled himself in a headlong charge towards Ranma . She lunged
behind Ranma , tackling her older sister away from the intended target of the
newcomer .
Ranma remained completely motionless . The attacker's fist flew out with
incredible speed to stop only a centimeter from Ranma's ever-present shades .
" Not here with them ." Ranma calmly stated .
" Of course not ." The young man agreed , retracting his fist . He addressed
them without taking his eyes from Ranma . " Forgive my rudeness , but I did not
realize you two were with him until the last second ."
" There is an abandoned lot not far from here ." Ranma continued .
" It's been a while ." The young man smiled thinly , his eyes narrowing .
" Yes ." Ranma replied evenly , but with a hint of impatience .
To some signal unperceived by anyone else the pair leapt off in unison ,
never facing away from the other .
" What the hell was that about ?" Nabiki mumbled to herself .
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