((Dammit! Do you guys even know how hard it is to come up with a good plot device?
That's why this fic took so long. Hope you appreciate it! - Liz))
Promises Lost
By LizMUN
Chap 3
Preferring "Pig-tails"
Ryoku Hibiki sipped calmly at his green tea. He knew better that it was best
for those two to wake on their own. Especially Ukyou. He grinned, still rubbing off
the remains of the slap. But his boy, Ryouga, he sighs, shaking his head. He raised
him better to just collapse at something so minor as that! Of course, just finding out
you've been engaged wasn't actually considered minor. But who's paying attention to
details here?
Ryouga stirred from his involuntary slumber. He sat up and rubbed his aching
head. Disorientation and confusion etched on his face. But since they were familiar
features, it wasn't considered out of the ordinary.
He gets up, and grumbles to himself.
"What a nightmare! I just dreamt my dad showed up and I got engaged to Ukyou!
Hahaha! Glad it was just only a dream!"
"Hello, son."
Ryouga 'eeped', turning his head toward the origin of the voice. He saw his
father sitting at one of the wooden benches, sipping some tea, a fang-y smirk on his
face.
"D-dad? Then.. I. that is... I mean.. is it? Am I...?"
Ryoku just closed his eyes, enjoying his tea. He peeks an eye at his son,
nodding.
"Yee-yuuup!"
"Buh.. But.. how could you! My own father! A SAOTOME!!"
Had Ryoku Hibiki frequent the Neriman district more often, he would have been
shocked to find out that his own son had just insulted him in the worst way possible.
Being as it is, he just brushed it off.
"Talk some sense boy! Why, if I were you, I'd be jumping for joy at such a
gift!"
Ryouga just looked at his father, arms crossed and eyes narrowed. He growls at
the old man in front of him, showing his family trait.
"Feh, if you're so hyped about this, you do it then.... Father!"
Ryoku just blinked, then began rumbling with downright laughter. He walks to
his son, and slaps him a Hibiki-strength pat on the back, nearly knocking his son off
his chair.
"Haha.. you got your mother's sense of humor, that you do! Now, honestly,
son..." Ryoku suddenly grabbed his son by his shirt, and lifted him up to eye-level,
"Why are you being such an idiot about all this? I just got you a good fiance! One
that can cook, a good sense of business, and not hard on the eyes either! To give that
up you'd have to be an idiot or... in... " Ryoku blinks, then narrows his eyes as if
looking for hints of something. Ryouga, just blushes at this close scrutiny. Suddenly,
the elder Hibiki's eyes widen, he gives a wide, toothy grin at the younger, placing him
back on the ground.
"Boy.. why didn't you tell me you were already in Love?"
Ryouga facefaults at how his father rapidly figured that out. He storms back
up, a little nerve popping on his forehead.
"YOU DIDN'T GIVE ME A CHANCE!!"
Ryoku just chuckled, fanning away the excuse. Ryoku sat back down and continued
to drink his tea. Ryouga followed afterward, still blushing at being found out.
"Hmmm.. this does put a damper to my plans, you know."
"Does this mean that the engagement is off?"
"No.. I just said it just puts a damper to my plans." The Elder Hibiki smiles.
"DAAAAD!! I can't believe this! For once in my damned life I find the perfect
girl for me.. and I have to give her up for... for...Ukyou?"
*KLANG*
Ukyou, who had just woken up to hear that remark, found justice within the
metallic surface of her trusty battle spatula as it impacted the offender's head.
"Oh like you're a bed of daisies yourself!" She then turns and glares at the
elder Hibiki, spatula raised, ready for combat. "And you! I want out of this
engagement! I was already engaged to my Ranma-honey long before this stupid engagement
of yours!"
Ryoku just rose a brow at the spatula threatening to give a too too close shave
around his neck. Pushing the unorthodoxial weapon away, he looks up, as if in deep
thought. He then smiles a toothy grin at the raving okonomiyaki chef.
"Well.. there *is* a way to get out of this engagement.. but.. I don't think
you're interested."
Ukyou slid her spatula back to her back-strap, and looked at Hibiki-san with
hope in her eyes.
"Really? What? I'll do it!"
"I don't know... I'm not sure you'll like it."
"Just tell me!"
"Don't say I didn't warn you. But... In order to relieve yourself of this
engagement, you must... defeat Ranma Saotome in combat."
Ryoku chuckled, satisfied with himself. At how Ukyou had been raving about her
"Ran-chan," the request would be null without a second thought.
"Hmm, I'm sure Ranma-honey will understand!" Ukyou plotted, cracking her
knuckles.
Ryoku could only respond one way possible. Facefaulting. Staggering himself
back to the chair, he stares incredulously at Ukyou, but she stood there, serious about
the whole thing. Hmm.. she may have a chance. Suddenly a movement catches the corner
of his eye. He turns just to see his son shouldering his pack, and head toward the
exit. Ryoku just sighs, stands up and goes over to his son, grabbing the boy's
bandanna.
"And where do you think you're going?"
"Away for a loooong while! I have to get back to Akari. Be seeing ya, dad!"
Ryouga shakes his head, then starts walking toward the door, his father still gripping
at the bandanna. "Ukyou, good luck on defeating Ranma."
Ukyou looks up and gives Ryouga a farewell wave, smiling. She then resumes to
sliding another miniature spatula into her bandolier.
Ryoku grumbled as he continued clutching his son's bandanna, thus causing him to
be dragged out the door. He sighed, closing his eyes.
"I never figured my own flesh and blood would go against family honor! Where
have I gone wrong?"
Ryouga's left eye twitched at that. He clenches his fist, but doesn't stop
walking.
"Right Dad.... According to your deal with Mr. Kuonji.. I'm the "back-up" plan
in case Ukyou didn't make it with Ranma! Yeah.. that really involves 'family honor'."
"Back-up or not! It was a deal I made for you.. and what I say goes!"
"Oh.. and what did Okaasan say about this deal?"
Ryoku gulped, sweatdroping hugely. He knew he forgot something. He scratches
the back of his neck with his free hand, laughing nervously. Ryouga now stops, and
turns at his father, almost mechanically.
"Y-you never told her!! Geeze, Dad, when did you expect to tell her this, after
I got married?"
"In a way... Now listen son, it's obvious you two have a bit of history between
each other! Soo.. how did you two meet? I bet it was fate that brought you two together
like now!" He chuckled. "Feh, still, nothing can compare as to how I met Chieko, your
mother."
"Yeah.. Kaa-san told me about that. She said you gave her the wrong directions
to the library, and she came back to beat you up!"
"... But after then, a love just clicked for us! Listen, son. I'm only doing
the best for you. Really, my boy, you're just being stubborn about this whole deal!"
"Yeah, well I get that from you, apparently!"
"Feh.. don't flatter yourself! Tell me one good reason why your Akari is better
than Ukyou?"
Ryouga turned around and was about to respond to that dare when he felt a cold,
wet chill run down his back. Technically it was some cold, wet *Water* which had been
blindly flung by an elderly lady.
You see, day after day, this kind, quiet, elderly woman would exit her home and
spread water evenly at the pavement. Some would say she was wasting water, others say
she was senial and was trying to grow a side-walk, but for her, it had been tradition
since she was younger. Before the days of concrete walls and pathways, the roads were
made of dirt. It was then, that everyday, she would exit her home with a ladle and
bucket full of water, and water the ground. This was to prevent dust from rising and
making such a nuisance to her nice clean home. Of course the years have passed,
vacuum cleaners replaced the broom, lemon-scented sprays replaced the feather duster,
and concrete pathways replaced old dirt roads. The old lady had yet to stop the
tradition, much to the chagrin of several Jusenkyou cursed individuals who found
themselves always within target of the lady's water dispensing. Especially a certain
Heituaniichuan cursed individual named Ryouga Hibiki.
Ryoku stood there blinking. His son had suddenly disappeared right in front of
his eyes. His son didn't just suddenly get lost, no.. he just disappeared, leaving his
clothes to get muddy from water generously applied by the old ladle lady, who finished
with her major deed of the day, returned to the comforts of her own home to watch her
'soaps'.
Ryoku blinked again as the clothes began to move. Cautiously he lifted the
shirt off the ground, and out popped a little black ball. The ball then unrolled
itself, revealing itself to be a baby piglet. What made him even more confused was that
the pig was wearing a bandanna. A bandanna with his son's yellow and black pattern.
"R-Ryouga? My boy.. is that you?"
The little pig just sighs. This would take quite a while explaining.
Moments later Ryoku and Ryouga were sitting across each other. Ryouga had
changed back, and was now properly dressed. Ryoku was sitting, enjoying a cup of cherry
tea as he listened to his son's explanation of acquiring the Jusenkyou curse. Of
course, Ryouga emited the parts about being being Akane's pet-pig P-chan, so the
explication was finished quite sooner than usual.
"So let me get this straight, cold water turns you to a pig, while hot water
changes you back. What about luke warm or room temperature water? Never mind.. I don't
want to know. So you're also saying that this girl Akari accepts your curse... well..
I'm sure we can get Ukyou to accept the curse as well. Just need a little persuasion."
"Dad, that's not the whole point. I realized Akari's the one for me. Ukyou's
too set in getting Ranma... even if I did want to, I still wouldn't have a chance with
her."
"Son, face it, you're a Hibiki! You're not going to stay in one place long!
It's in our genes to wander across the globe! Your butt's going to be itching to travel
if you stay too long raising.. feh.. Sumo pigs! It's just not natural for a Hibiki to
be stationary! I'm only doing this for your own benefit."
"Whatever, Dad. Look, it's been great seeing ya again, really. I'll tell Mom Hi
for you if I see her, perhaps mention a certain engagement if I'm in the mood, but if
you want the best for me, leave me alone! I'm happy with the girl I got, and that girl's
Akari! Not Ukyou.. not anyone else.. Not..."
"Oh Hello Ryouga!"
"A-A-Akane?"
Ryoku blinked, and looked at his son's blushing face, then over to the cute,
short-bluish-black haired girl standing in front of them. For a while nothing is said,
creating an eerie silence, broken only by the wind whistling between them. Finally, it
was Akane who broke the silence.
"So who's your friend, Ryouga-kun?"
This caused Ryouga to snap out of his daze. He rolls his eyes and gestures to
the man beside him.
"Akane-san.. I'd like you to meet my dad, Hibiki Ryoku. Dad, this is my.. er..
well. um.. that is.. this is Tendo Akane, yeah.. that's it..."
Ryoku's eyes flashed in recognition.
"Tendo.. Tendo.. I know I heard that name mentioned before. Oh that's right..
an old traveling buddy talked up a storm about a Tendo and some sort of agreement. Eh..
I never paid much attention to it. Anyway, Akane-chan.. are you taken?"
"Eeeeh? Excuse me?"
"DAAAAAD!!"
Ryoku just laughs at the blushing expressions of the two teenagers, but stops
abruptly as he senses nearby danger. Without warning he pushes both Ryouga and Akane
away just before some sort of ki ball explodes where they were standing. Growling, he
looks up toward the rooftops, where the blast had supposedly originated, only to see a
teenage boy in a pig-tail fighting diligently with a some-what familiar, stout,
middle-age man in a white gi.
A feral smile crosses his face, and Ryoku reaches toward his back, and pulls out
a small metallic rod. He holds it in front of his face, and pushes a hidden button,
causing the rod to suddenly shoot out in length, turning it into a sturdy, metallic bo.
He motions for the two teenagers to stay, then looks back toward the fight. He jumps
toward the rooftops, to the side of the two martial artist's battle. Having little
patience waiting, he pulls out several black bandannas, and flings them at the two
martial artists' feet, causing their battle to pause.
"Well, well.. if it ain't my ol' 'PAL', Genmai!" Ryouku seethes, spitting out
the word "pal" as if it left a sour taste in his mouth.
Genma blinks.. then chuckles, adjusting his glasses, causing them to
dramatically shine in the sunlight.
"Ryokusou... I'd figured you fell off the face of the Earth." Genma's battle
aura flared up, ready for battle.
The two elder martial artists cautiously stepped toward each other. Ryouga and
Akane had climbed/jumped on the rooftop to figure out what the situation was. They
watched as the two middle-aged men glared at each other... then... charged....
..... to only meet each other halfway, giving each other a big hug, hitting the
other on the back, with all the strength they can muster.
"Genmai old boy! You're looking well!"
"I could say the same for you Ryokusou!" Suddenly Genma blinks as Ranma, Ryouga,
and Akane facefaulted from the sudden turn of events. "What's with them?"
"Beats me, chum.. must be a new trend. Happens frequently around here. Come..
We got lots to talk about! We'll talk it over dinner! I owe you for last time!"
And with that the two left, leaving the younger martial artists twitching in the
blazing tile rooftops.
~~~~~~~~~
Author's notes: Okay.. the reason this fic took too too long.. was because I was trying
to find a plot device that explains why Ryouga *has* to marry Ukyou (like i said.. none
of that "they'll get to love each other during time" I want something different.. but i
realize why no one does it different... it's hard! You still find yourself doing the
old clichéd way.
So.. what I did, was figure I'd just BS till the next chapter. Do a
space-filler, and worry about it in the next chapter. But the fic is semi going as
plan.. just need that freaking plot device!
Eh well.... I'll think of something soon. Comments and Crits appreciated..
really! I got the ego the size of Gosunkugi's. Flames will be misinterpreted as
comments.. so send them too! ^_^
~~~~~~~~~
Glossary: (pretend it's a free japanese lesson)
Okaasan- Mom
((there's also Okaachan - Mommie and Okaasama- Mother. the "O" can be omitted in
speech))
Just a little definition on some of the names-
Ryoku- strength; power
Chieko- "wise child"
((it's sort of a play on the phrase "brains over brawn"))
Genmai- A play on Genma's name (Genma- Dark horse) = unpolished rice
Ryokusou- A play on Ryoku's name = Green Algae
Kun- a suffix used when addressing males by males or females.
San- a suffix used like the English "Mr., Mrs., Miss etc" used formally.
That's why this fic took so long. Hope you appreciate it! - Liz))
Promises Lost
By LizMUN
Chap 3
Preferring "Pig-tails"
Ryoku Hibiki sipped calmly at his green tea. He knew better that it was best
for those two to wake on their own. Especially Ukyou. He grinned, still rubbing off
the remains of the slap. But his boy, Ryouga, he sighs, shaking his head. He raised
him better to just collapse at something so minor as that! Of course, just finding out
you've been engaged wasn't actually considered minor. But who's paying attention to
details here?
Ryouga stirred from his involuntary slumber. He sat up and rubbed his aching
head. Disorientation and confusion etched on his face. But since they were familiar
features, it wasn't considered out of the ordinary.
He gets up, and grumbles to himself.
"What a nightmare! I just dreamt my dad showed up and I got engaged to Ukyou!
Hahaha! Glad it was just only a dream!"
"Hello, son."
Ryouga 'eeped', turning his head toward the origin of the voice. He saw his
father sitting at one of the wooden benches, sipping some tea, a fang-y smirk on his
face.
"D-dad? Then.. I. that is... I mean.. is it? Am I...?"
Ryoku just closed his eyes, enjoying his tea. He peeks an eye at his son,
nodding.
"Yee-yuuup!"
"Buh.. But.. how could you! My own father! A SAOTOME!!"
Had Ryoku Hibiki frequent the Neriman district more often, he would have been
shocked to find out that his own son had just insulted him in the worst way possible.
Being as it is, he just brushed it off.
"Talk some sense boy! Why, if I were you, I'd be jumping for joy at such a
gift!"
Ryouga just looked at his father, arms crossed and eyes narrowed. He growls at
the old man in front of him, showing his family trait.
"Feh, if you're so hyped about this, you do it then.... Father!"
Ryoku just blinked, then began rumbling with downright laughter. He walks to
his son, and slaps him a Hibiki-strength pat on the back, nearly knocking his son off
his chair.
"Haha.. you got your mother's sense of humor, that you do! Now, honestly,
son..." Ryoku suddenly grabbed his son by his shirt, and lifted him up to eye-level,
"Why are you being such an idiot about all this? I just got you a good fiance! One
that can cook, a good sense of business, and not hard on the eyes either! To give that
up you'd have to be an idiot or... in... " Ryoku blinks, then narrows his eyes as if
looking for hints of something. Ryouga, just blushes at this close scrutiny. Suddenly,
the elder Hibiki's eyes widen, he gives a wide, toothy grin at the younger, placing him
back on the ground.
"Boy.. why didn't you tell me you were already in Love?"
Ryouga facefaults at how his father rapidly figured that out. He storms back
up, a little nerve popping on his forehead.
"YOU DIDN'T GIVE ME A CHANCE!!"
Ryoku just chuckled, fanning away the excuse. Ryoku sat back down and continued
to drink his tea. Ryouga followed afterward, still blushing at being found out.
"Hmmm.. this does put a damper to my plans, you know."
"Does this mean that the engagement is off?"
"No.. I just said it just puts a damper to my plans." The Elder Hibiki smiles.
"DAAAAD!! I can't believe this! For once in my damned life I find the perfect
girl for me.. and I have to give her up for... for...Ukyou?"
*KLANG*
Ukyou, who had just woken up to hear that remark, found justice within the
metallic surface of her trusty battle spatula as it impacted the offender's head.
"Oh like you're a bed of daisies yourself!" She then turns and glares at the
elder Hibiki, spatula raised, ready for combat. "And you! I want out of this
engagement! I was already engaged to my Ranma-honey long before this stupid engagement
of yours!"
Ryoku just rose a brow at the spatula threatening to give a too too close shave
around his neck. Pushing the unorthodoxial weapon away, he looks up, as if in deep
thought. He then smiles a toothy grin at the raving okonomiyaki chef.
"Well.. there *is* a way to get out of this engagement.. but.. I don't think
you're interested."
Ukyou slid her spatula back to her back-strap, and looked at Hibiki-san with
hope in her eyes.
"Really? What? I'll do it!"
"I don't know... I'm not sure you'll like it."
"Just tell me!"
"Don't say I didn't warn you. But... In order to relieve yourself of this
engagement, you must... defeat Ranma Saotome in combat."
Ryoku chuckled, satisfied with himself. At how Ukyou had been raving about her
"Ran-chan," the request would be null without a second thought.
"Hmm, I'm sure Ranma-honey will understand!" Ukyou plotted, cracking her
knuckles.
Ryoku could only respond one way possible. Facefaulting. Staggering himself
back to the chair, he stares incredulously at Ukyou, but she stood there, serious about
the whole thing. Hmm.. she may have a chance. Suddenly a movement catches the corner
of his eye. He turns just to see his son shouldering his pack, and head toward the
exit. Ryoku just sighs, stands up and goes over to his son, grabbing the boy's
bandanna.
"And where do you think you're going?"
"Away for a loooong while! I have to get back to Akari. Be seeing ya, dad!"
Ryouga shakes his head, then starts walking toward the door, his father still gripping
at the bandanna. "Ukyou, good luck on defeating Ranma."
Ukyou looks up and gives Ryouga a farewell wave, smiling. She then resumes to
sliding another miniature spatula into her bandolier.
Ryoku grumbled as he continued clutching his son's bandanna, thus causing him to
be dragged out the door. He sighed, closing his eyes.
"I never figured my own flesh and blood would go against family honor! Where
have I gone wrong?"
Ryouga's left eye twitched at that. He clenches his fist, but doesn't stop
walking.
"Right Dad.... According to your deal with Mr. Kuonji.. I'm the "back-up" plan
in case Ukyou didn't make it with Ranma! Yeah.. that really involves 'family honor'."
"Back-up or not! It was a deal I made for you.. and what I say goes!"
"Oh.. and what did Okaasan say about this deal?"
Ryoku gulped, sweatdroping hugely. He knew he forgot something. He scratches
the back of his neck with his free hand, laughing nervously. Ryouga now stops, and
turns at his father, almost mechanically.
"Y-you never told her!! Geeze, Dad, when did you expect to tell her this, after
I got married?"
"In a way... Now listen son, it's obvious you two have a bit of history between
each other! Soo.. how did you two meet? I bet it was fate that brought you two together
like now!" He chuckled. "Feh, still, nothing can compare as to how I met Chieko, your
mother."
"Yeah.. Kaa-san told me about that. She said you gave her the wrong directions
to the library, and she came back to beat you up!"
"... But after then, a love just clicked for us! Listen, son. I'm only doing
the best for you. Really, my boy, you're just being stubborn about this whole deal!"
"Yeah, well I get that from you, apparently!"
"Feh.. don't flatter yourself! Tell me one good reason why your Akari is better
than Ukyou?"
Ryouga turned around and was about to respond to that dare when he felt a cold,
wet chill run down his back. Technically it was some cold, wet *Water* which had been
blindly flung by an elderly lady.
You see, day after day, this kind, quiet, elderly woman would exit her home and
spread water evenly at the pavement. Some would say she was wasting water, others say
she was senial and was trying to grow a side-walk, but for her, it had been tradition
since she was younger. Before the days of concrete walls and pathways, the roads were
made of dirt. It was then, that everyday, she would exit her home with a ladle and
bucket full of water, and water the ground. This was to prevent dust from rising and
making such a nuisance to her nice clean home. Of course the years have passed,
vacuum cleaners replaced the broom, lemon-scented sprays replaced the feather duster,
and concrete pathways replaced old dirt roads. The old lady had yet to stop the
tradition, much to the chagrin of several Jusenkyou cursed individuals who found
themselves always within target of the lady's water dispensing. Especially a certain
Heituaniichuan cursed individual named Ryouga Hibiki.
Ryoku stood there blinking. His son had suddenly disappeared right in front of
his eyes. His son didn't just suddenly get lost, no.. he just disappeared, leaving his
clothes to get muddy from water generously applied by the old ladle lady, who finished
with her major deed of the day, returned to the comforts of her own home to watch her
'soaps'.
Ryoku blinked again as the clothes began to move. Cautiously he lifted the
shirt off the ground, and out popped a little black ball. The ball then unrolled
itself, revealing itself to be a baby piglet. What made him even more confused was that
the pig was wearing a bandanna. A bandanna with his son's yellow and black pattern.
"R-Ryouga? My boy.. is that you?"
The little pig just sighs. This would take quite a while explaining.
Moments later Ryoku and Ryouga were sitting across each other. Ryouga had
changed back, and was now properly dressed. Ryoku was sitting, enjoying a cup of cherry
tea as he listened to his son's explanation of acquiring the Jusenkyou curse. Of
course, Ryouga emited the parts about being being Akane's pet-pig P-chan, so the
explication was finished quite sooner than usual.
"So let me get this straight, cold water turns you to a pig, while hot water
changes you back. What about luke warm or room temperature water? Never mind.. I don't
want to know. So you're also saying that this girl Akari accepts your curse... well..
I'm sure we can get Ukyou to accept the curse as well. Just need a little persuasion."
"Dad, that's not the whole point. I realized Akari's the one for me. Ukyou's
too set in getting Ranma... even if I did want to, I still wouldn't have a chance with
her."
"Son, face it, you're a Hibiki! You're not going to stay in one place long!
It's in our genes to wander across the globe! Your butt's going to be itching to travel
if you stay too long raising.. feh.. Sumo pigs! It's just not natural for a Hibiki to
be stationary! I'm only doing this for your own benefit."
"Whatever, Dad. Look, it's been great seeing ya again, really. I'll tell Mom Hi
for you if I see her, perhaps mention a certain engagement if I'm in the mood, but if
you want the best for me, leave me alone! I'm happy with the girl I got, and that girl's
Akari! Not Ukyou.. not anyone else.. Not..."
"Oh Hello Ryouga!"
"A-A-Akane?"
Ryoku blinked, and looked at his son's blushing face, then over to the cute,
short-bluish-black haired girl standing in front of them. For a while nothing is said,
creating an eerie silence, broken only by the wind whistling between them. Finally, it
was Akane who broke the silence.
"So who's your friend, Ryouga-kun?"
This caused Ryouga to snap out of his daze. He rolls his eyes and gestures to
the man beside him.
"Akane-san.. I'd like you to meet my dad, Hibiki Ryoku. Dad, this is my.. er..
well. um.. that is.. this is Tendo Akane, yeah.. that's it..."
Ryoku's eyes flashed in recognition.
"Tendo.. Tendo.. I know I heard that name mentioned before. Oh that's right..
an old traveling buddy talked up a storm about a Tendo and some sort of agreement. Eh..
I never paid much attention to it. Anyway, Akane-chan.. are you taken?"
"Eeeeh? Excuse me?"
"DAAAAAD!!"
Ryoku just laughs at the blushing expressions of the two teenagers, but stops
abruptly as he senses nearby danger. Without warning he pushes both Ryouga and Akane
away just before some sort of ki ball explodes where they were standing. Growling, he
looks up toward the rooftops, where the blast had supposedly originated, only to see a
teenage boy in a pig-tail fighting diligently with a some-what familiar, stout,
middle-age man in a white gi.
A feral smile crosses his face, and Ryoku reaches toward his back, and pulls out
a small metallic rod. He holds it in front of his face, and pushes a hidden button,
causing the rod to suddenly shoot out in length, turning it into a sturdy, metallic bo.
He motions for the two teenagers to stay, then looks back toward the fight. He jumps
toward the rooftops, to the side of the two martial artist's battle. Having little
patience waiting, he pulls out several black bandannas, and flings them at the two
martial artists' feet, causing their battle to pause.
"Well, well.. if it ain't my ol' 'PAL', Genmai!" Ryouku seethes, spitting out
the word "pal" as if it left a sour taste in his mouth.
Genma blinks.. then chuckles, adjusting his glasses, causing them to
dramatically shine in the sunlight.
"Ryokusou... I'd figured you fell off the face of the Earth." Genma's battle
aura flared up, ready for battle.
The two elder martial artists cautiously stepped toward each other. Ryouga and
Akane had climbed/jumped on the rooftop to figure out what the situation was. They
watched as the two middle-aged men glared at each other... then... charged....
..... to only meet each other halfway, giving each other a big hug, hitting the
other on the back, with all the strength they can muster.
"Genmai old boy! You're looking well!"
"I could say the same for you Ryokusou!" Suddenly Genma blinks as Ranma, Ryouga,
and Akane facefaulted from the sudden turn of events. "What's with them?"
"Beats me, chum.. must be a new trend. Happens frequently around here. Come..
We got lots to talk about! We'll talk it over dinner! I owe you for last time!"
And with that the two left, leaving the younger martial artists twitching in the
blazing tile rooftops.
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Author's notes: Okay.. the reason this fic took too too long.. was because I was trying
to find a plot device that explains why Ryouga *has* to marry Ukyou (like i said.. none
of that "they'll get to love each other during time" I want something different.. but i
realize why no one does it different... it's hard! You still find yourself doing the
old clichéd way.
So.. what I did, was figure I'd just BS till the next chapter. Do a
space-filler, and worry about it in the next chapter. But the fic is semi going as
plan.. just need that freaking plot device!
Eh well.... I'll think of something soon. Comments and Crits appreciated..
really! I got the ego the size of Gosunkugi's. Flames will be misinterpreted as
comments.. so send them too! ^_^
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Glossary: (pretend it's a free japanese lesson)
Okaasan- Mom
((there's also Okaachan - Mommie and Okaasama- Mother. the "O" can be omitted in
speech))
Just a little definition on some of the names-
Ryoku- strength; power
Chieko- "wise child"
((it's sort of a play on the phrase "brains over brawn"))
Genmai- A play on Genma's name (Genma- Dark horse) = unpolished rice
Ryokusou- A play on Ryoku's name = Green Algae
Kun- a suffix used when addressing males by males or females.
San- a suffix used like the English "Mr., Mrs., Miss etc" used formally.