"The Dark Earth Realm" Sadness Insured
Lady Rinehart
Ranma's past is revealed. Sadness insured, so beware.
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Endymion smiled at the look of bewilderment and shock on Ranma's face. It had been he who had convinced the queen that a child from such a pair would be quite useful. He'd also hinted that if Ranma were loyal, he'd have no problem caring out the order. The best part was, the queen had given him permission to make *sure* the girl was used 'properly'.
His smile widened at that thought. He knew that Ranma had too much honor to force himself on to a woman. He also knew that the girl wouldn't give herself freely to someone she barely knew. He watched as Ranma came out of his stupor, nodded, and walked out of the throne room. He was quite happy to note the quickened pace to the young general's step.
He himself was quickly formulating a plan to get that beautiful slave in his own bedchambers. Why, with Beryl as his only lover at the moment, he could certainly use such a lovely slave. He began to walk away when Beryl called him back. He sighed. So much for a relaxing afternoon of planning mayhem…
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Usagi fidgeted again. She knew something was wrong. While she'd only just meet Ranma, she felt very deeply connected to him and he was positively radiating with rage. He'd come back for seeing Beryl and had begun to train her again. Both she and Ryoga inquired about the meeting, but he'd refused to say. She hadn't messed up or complained for the fear he'd turn that near-anger towards her.
They were now walking, or in Ranma's case storming, towards his rooms. She was trying to keep up and not trip in the process. She felt concerned, as well as fear, for the man she was following. He was obviously mad and uncomfortable, and for some reason, Usagi wanted to comfort him. This shocked her, because she shouldn't be feeling like this towards him, no matter how nice and good looking he was.
They stopped abruptly, and Usagi noticed they were at their destination. Once he was finished 'unlocking' his rooms, she was pulled inside. He grunted in frustration, walked to his mini bar, and poured him something to drink. He took a sip and stared at the glass of red liquid. Usagi stood next to the door, waiting for him to talk to her, but after a few minutes, she got mad at him.
How dare he ignore me! She didn't think, not matter what Beryl had said, that he had any right to ignore her. She voiced her opinion rather loudly. "I'm not sure what's wrong, but you shouldn't ignore me!" She crossed her arms over her chest as he turned to look at her.
"Look, it just-" He cut off. He returned his eyes to the bar and filled another glass with a red drink. He offered it to her. She took it slowly, bring it to her lips. "It's an alcoholic drink I've dubbed a Jubliee Corkscrew."
She drank the liquid and found it cool contents refreshing. He peered at him over her glass. "I'm waiting."
"I loved my mother, you know." He said, staring at the wall. She blinked at the suddenness of his statement. She saw that he was trembling slightly so she walked to him and put a comforting hand on his shoulder, silently telling him to continue. "She was the most important person to me. My father, on the other hand, was cruel and abusive."
"I'm sorry." She said softly. He smiled at her.
"Beryl took control of the earth a little more than ten years ago. But she appeared and began to attack its populace about twenty years ago. My father was quickly sucked into her world. He took me away from my mother at the age of four to train me." He sighed. "When I was around ten, I surpassed my father in skill and power. I went in search of my mother. Unfortunately, her last known living place was destroyed. I didn't know what had happen to my mother."
"You don't have to tell me, you know." Usagi whispered. They were now sitting on the bed.
"I want to." He assured. "I confronted my father on it. He told me she been put to better use. I didn't understand. He told me that I was to begin training under one of Beryl's generals, Kunzite. The man had taken interest in me and he only taught the best. There were nine others in the class. Five boys who were to be train to be Beryl's body guards, a boy name Kuno who came from a noble family, Ryoga, and last Endymion."
"Both Endymion and Kuno were several years than the other boys. They'd been training with Jedite, the second in command. Endymion took a quick dislike for me, because I was at his level at such a young age. He, being about seventeen, and me only ten. The other five, boys that were picked because of certain 'traits', kept to themselves. Kuno and Endymion seemed to be friends, while Ryoga only tolerated me. He'd been angry that I was stronger than him also, and was my rival for several years."
Ranma took a sip of his beverage continued. "When I was about fourteen, Ryoga's intended was killed. It was I who consoled him, kept him from going on a rampage. We've stuck together ever since." He paused. "All this time, I'd been trying to find any information I could about my mother. It was Kuno who told me that my father had sold my mother to a rich family. He'd refused to tell me whom and had laughed at me."
"I searched. Ryoga helped, and in two years I'd found that it was Endymion's family that she belong to. I of course confronted him on the matters."
"Is that why you hate Endymion so?" Usagi asked. Ranma was leaning back on her and she was gently running her hand through his hair comfortingly.
"Yes and no." He replied. "Endymion laughed at my questioning. He'd said that Nodoka, my mother, use to be his father's 'favorite' slave." His eyes hardened. "He bragged about this. He bragged that it _her_ his father taught him where a woman place was." His fists clenched. "When my mother became with child - Endymion's child - she was killed. Murdered because she dared to be pregnant." His eyes shut and a tear slipped down his cheek.
Usagi was having trouble keeping herself for crying also. The trauma and pain Ranma and his mother must have gone through… She hugged him and rocked him. He wiped the tear away. He sat up suddenly and almost knocked her back.
"It doesn't matter now. I'll kill Endymion and Beryl for everything." Usagi was frightened by the gleam in his eyes. The way he spoke sent a chill down her spine. "If Genma were not already dead, I'd kill him too."
"I understand." He turned his eyes to her. He focused on her face. He stood from the bed and glared at her.
"You couldn't possibly." He said, an uncharacteristically sneer to his words. "You probably came from a loving family where you were the princess to them."
Anger appeared in her eyes and she jumped from the bed as well. "How dare you assume anything about me!?" She yelled. How dare he?! She'd been through hell, just as he, and he dared accuse her of not understanding? Before she could speak again, he cut her off.
"Look, I'm sorry. I just-" He stopped and sighed. "I'm going to go cool off. Please just…" He turned and was out of the room.
Usagi could only stare at where he'd been. The man goes and tells his life to her, then accuses her of not understanding. She sighed, realizing that she may not have handled it a well as she should have, but neither did he. She felt a depth of caring for him and she flopped down on the bed. She inhaled his scents from the pillows.
She'd never felt this way. She'd never felt such fullness in her heart, so while that it almost hurt. She sometimes didn't know if she should hit him or kiss him. She could close her eyes and picture him perfectly, every detail. He brought out the best, and the worst, in her. She didn't know if she should be happy or mad at this. What was this?
She looked at the door. She stood and walked forward. She contemplated going out and decided she should find him. She steeped into the hallway, the cold air embraces her and making her shiver. She wrapped her arms around herself and began to walk in the direction her heart told her to go.
She hadn't gone far when a hand stopped her. Hoping in was Ranma she spun around. It was not Ranma.
Standing directly, and closely, in front of her was Endymion, with out his amour. He smiled, a wicked smile, and began to speak. She had to admit the man was handsome, though he was not on Ranma's level.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" He asked, all the pulled trying to come of charming.
"I was… looking for Ranma." She said. His presence was doing things to her mind, not the things Ranma does, but ones that were creating bad omens in her head.
"Why, he is with Beryl. He is her most loyal subject." She looked skeptical. "I promise you hat Ranma will always put His Queen first, no matter what." He pulled out a small, very tiny, package.
"What is that?" Her curiosity and naiveté made him smile. His desire for her was quickly rising and he needed to carry out his plans.
"It is for when you ever feel the need to be free." She doubtfully took it and put it in her shirt pocket. "I hope you never have need of it." He said. His cool, calculating eyes shifted to something behind her. "Ranma! How nice to see you?"
"Leave, Endymion." Ranma growled out, taking Usagi under his arm. He didn't like the thought of her and him… talking.
"I was only trying to help the lost girl, Ranma." He, none the less, turned and walked away. He tossed a look over his shoulder. "It was nice seeing you again, Usagi."
As soon at Endymion was out of earshot, Ranma turned to her. "What were you out of the room?" He pulled her along. "Did he say anything wrong? Did he harm you?" She shook her head negatively. They were inside his chamber once again.
"I'm sorry about earlier." He said. "I didn't mean to speak to you in such a way." He smiled lightly. "Lets get some sleep. Tomorrows another big day."
She nodded. He once again stripped down to his boxers and she to his long shirt from the night before. They slid in and he shut the light off. Each were thinking very different thoughts in their hand were kept awake.
She pushed Endymion words away and focused on what Ranma had said earlier. He was still hurting and the way he'd spoken of his past made Usagi think of her own. She felt the tears rise. She turned to Ranma.
"Ranma, hold me, please." He nodded to her and pulled her into his embrace. After a while he began to drift into sleep, his last thoughts wondering who was the one really comforting whom.
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I promise the next chapter out very soon. Hope you liked it though I plan to turn it away from such depression. It got way to sad at the end and I want this to be a, for lack of better words, enticing story.
Lady Rinehart
Lady Rinehart
Ranma's past is revealed. Sadness insured, so beware.
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Endymion smiled at the look of bewilderment and shock on Ranma's face. It had been he who had convinced the queen that a child from such a pair would be quite useful. He'd also hinted that if Ranma were loyal, he'd have no problem caring out the order. The best part was, the queen had given him permission to make *sure* the girl was used 'properly'.
His smile widened at that thought. He knew that Ranma had too much honor to force himself on to a woman. He also knew that the girl wouldn't give herself freely to someone she barely knew. He watched as Ranma came out of his stupor, nodded, and walked out of the throne room. He was quite happy to note the quickened pace to the young general's step.
He himself was quickly formulating a plan to get that beautiful slave in his own bedchambers. Why, with Beryl as his only lover at the moment, he could certainly use such a lovely slave. He began to walk away when Beryl called him back. He sighed. So much for a relaxing afternoon of planning mayhem…
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Usagi fidgeted again. She knew something was wrong. While she'd only just meet Ranma, she felt very deeply connected to him and he was positively radiating with rage. He'd come back for seeing Beryl and had begun to train her again. Both she and Ryoga inquired about the meeting, but he'd refused to say. She hadn't messed up or complained for the fear he'd turn that near-anger towards her.
They were now walking, or in Ranma's case storming, towards his rooms. She was trying to keep up and not trip in the process. She felt concerned, as well as fear, for the man she was following. He was obviously mad and uncomfortable, and for some reason, Usagi wanted to comfort him. This shocked her, because she shouldn't be feeling like this towards him, no matter how nice and good looking he was.
They stopped abruptly, and Usagi noticed they were at their destination. Once he was finished 'unlocking' his rooms, she was pulled inside. He grunted in frustration, walked to his mini bar, and poured him something to drink. He took a sip and stared at the glass of red liquid. Usagi stood next to the door, waiting for him to talk to her, but after a few minutes, she got mad at him.
How dare he ignore me! She didn't think, not matter what Beryl had said, that he had any right to ignore her. She voiced her opinion rather loudly. "I'm not sure what's wrong, but you shouldn't ignore me!" She crossed her arms over her chest as he turned to look at her.
"Look, it just-" He cut off. He returned his eyes to the bar and filled another glass with a red drink. He offered it to her. She took it slowly, bring it to her lips. "It's an alcoholic drink I've dubbed a Jubliee Corkscrew."
She drank the liquid and found it cool contents refreshing. He peered at him over her glass. "I'm waiting."
"I loved my mother, you know." He said, staring at the wall. She blinked at the suddenness of his statement. She saw that he was trembling slightly so she walked to him and put a comforting hand on his shoulder, silently telling him to continue. "She was the most important person to me. My father, on the other hand, was cruel and abusive."
"I'm sorry." She said softly. He smiled at her.
"Beryl took control of the earth a little more than ten years ago. But she appeared and began to attack its populace about twenty years ago. My father was quickly sucked into her world. He took me away from my mother at the age of four to train me." He sighed. "When I was around ten, I surpassed my father in skill and power. I went in search of my mother. Unfortunately, her last known living place was destroyed. I didn't know what had happen to my mother."
"You don't have to tell me, you know." Usagi whispered. They were now sitting on the bed.
"I want to." He assured. "I confronted my father on it. He told me she been put to better use. I didn't understand. He told me that I was to begin training under one of Beryl's generals, Kunzite. The man had taken interest in me and he only taught the best. There were nine others in the class. Five boys who were to be train to be Beryl's body guards, a boy name Kuno who came from a noble family, Ryoga, and last Endymion."
"Both Endymion and Kuno were several years than the other boys. They'd been training with Jedite, the second in command. Endymion took a quick dislike for me, because I was at his level at such a young age. He, being about seventeen, and me only ten. The other five, boys that were picked because of certain 'traits', kept to themselves. Kuno and Endymion seemed to be friends, while Ryoga only tolerated me. He'd been angry that I was stronger than him also, and was my rival for several years."
Ranma took a sip of his beverage continued. "When I was about fourteen, Ryoga's intended was killed. It was I who consoled him, kept him from going on a rampage. We've stuck together ever since." He paused. "All this time, I'd been trying to find any information I could about my mother. It was Kuno who told me that my father had sold my mother to a rich family. He'd refused to tell me whom and had laughed at me."
"I searched. Ryoga helped, and in two years I'd found that it was Endymion's family that she belong to. I of course confronted him on the matters."
"Is that why you hate Endymion so?" Usagi asked. Ranma was leaning back on her and she was gently running her hand through his hair comfortingly.
"Yes and no." He replied. "Endymion laughed at my questioning. He'd said that Nodoka, my mother, use to be his father's 'favorite' slave." His eyes hardened. "He bragged about this. He bragged that it _her_ his father taught him where a woman place was." His fists clenched. "When my mother became with child - Endymion's child - she was killed. Murdered because she dared to be pregnant." His eyes shut and a tear slipped down his cheek.
Usagi was having trouble keeping herself for crying also. The trauma and pain Ranma and his mother must have gone through… She hugged him and rocked him. He wiped the tear away. He sat up suddenly and almost knocked her back.
"It doesn't matter now. I'll kill Endymion and Beryl for everything." Usagi was frightened by the gleam in his eyes. The way he spoke sent a chill down her spine. "If Genma were not already dead, I'd kill him too."
"I understand." He turned his eyes to her. He focused on her face. He stood from the bed and glared at her.
"You couldn't possibly." He said, an uncharacteristically sneer to his words. "You probably came from a loving family where you were the princess to them."
Anger appeared in her eyes and she jumped from the bed as well. "How dare you assume anything about me!?" She yelled. How dare he?! She'd been through hell, just as he, and he dared accuse her of not understanding? Before she could speak again, he cut her off.
"Look, I'm sorry. I just-" He stopped and sighed. "I'm going to go cool off. Please just…" He turned and was out of the room.
Usagi could only stare at where he'd been. The man goes and tells his life to her, then accuses her of not understanding. She sighed, realizing that she may not have handled it a well as she should have, but neither did he. She felt a depth of caring for him and she flopped down on the bed. She inhaled his scents from the pillows.
She'd never felt this way. She'd never felt such fullness in her heart, so while that it almost hurt. She sometimes didn't know if she should hit him or kiss him. She could close her eyes and picture him perfectly, every detail. He brought out the best, and the worst, in her. She didn't know if she should be happy or mad at this. What was this?
She looked at the door. She stood and walked forward. She contemplated going out and decided she should find him. She steeped into the hallway, the cold air embraces her and making her shiver. She wrapped her arms around herself and began to walk in the direction her heart told her to go.
She hadn't gone far when a hand stopped her. Hoping in was Ranma she spun around. It was not Ranma.
Standing directly, and closely, in front of her was Endymion, with out his amour. He smiled, a wicked smile, and began to speak. She had to admit the man was handsome, though he was not on Ranma's level.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" He asked, all the pulled trying to come of charming.
"I was… looking for Ranma." She said. His presence was doing things to her mind, not the things Ranma does, but ones that were creating bad omens in her head.
"Why, he is with Beryl. He is her most loyal subject." She looked skeptical. "I promise you hat Ranma will always put His Queen first, no matter what." He pulled out a small, very tiny, package.
"What is that?" Her curiosity and naiveté made him smile. His desire for her was quickly rising and he needed to carry out his plans.
"It is for when you ever feel the need to be free." She doubtfully took it and put it in her shirt pocket. "I hope you never have need of it." He said. His cool, calculating eyes shifted to something behind her. "Ranma! How nice to see you?"
"Leave, Endymion." Ranma growled out, taking Usagi under his arm. He didn't like the thought of her and him… talking.
"I was only trying to help the lost girl, Ranma." He, none the less, turned and walked away. He tossed a look over his shoulder. "It was nice seeing you again, Usagi."
As soon at Endymion was out of earshot, Ranma turned to her. "What were you out of the room?" He pulled her along. "Did he say anything wrong? Did he harm you?" She shook her head negatively. They were inside his chamber once again.
"I'm sorry about earlier." He said. "I didn't mean to speak to you in such a way." He smiled lightly. "Lets get some sleep. Tomorrows another big day."
She nodded. He once again stripped down to his boxers and she to his long shirt from the night before. They slid in and he shut the light off. Each were thinking very different thoughts in their hand were kept awake.
She pushed Endymion words away and focused on what Ranma had said earlier. He was still hurting and the way he'd spoken of his past made Usagi think of her own. She felt the tears rise. She turned to Ranma.
"Ranma, hold me, please." He nodded to her and pulled her into his embrace. After a while he began to drift into sleep, his last thoughts wondering who was the one really comforting whom.
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I promise the next chapter out very soon. Hope you liked it though I plan to turn it away from such depression. It got way to sad at the end and I want this to be a, for lack of better words, enticing story.
Lady Rinehart