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Nighthawk's Fanfiction
C&C can be sent to cobalt@elhazard.net. Flames will be used to heat
homes.
Standard disclaimers apply. I don't own the series depicted within, but
go buy them anyway.
Conventions:
~ ~ are used for thoughts and Telepathic communications.
[[ ]] are used for Panda signs.
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Uncles!
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Chapter 3
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It takes a lot to surprise Setsuna. She IS the guardian of the Time
Gate after all. She could, quite easily, claim to have seen it all.
Therefore, instead of sitting there in stunned disbelief at Ranma's
story, she calmly planned for a quick trip to a certain dojo for...
Family business.
Some of the few things that...upset...her (not that you would notice
from her expressionless visage) were child abuse (this was particularly
a concern since Hotaru came to live with them) and Genma's utter
disregard for common sense. Since Genma was Hotaru's grandfather, this
became a rather important concern.
Ranma was sitting on a plastic mat in the kitchen while Hotaru and
Michiru played with the curse. Haruka had wondered off, mumbling
something about lights[1].
"This is fun." Hotaru giggled.
"It is fascinating." Michiru agreed. "Ami would love to see this."
Ranma shuddered through a change.
"She'd probably just consider me a freak." She muttered. "I've
already made too much of an impression here." He sighed. "Could ya
stop now?"
Hotaru poured one last load of cold water on Ranma.
"Sure Auntie Ranma." She giggled. "Or should that be Ranko?"
Ranma just groaned.
"I've gotta go dry off." She said, rising. "And change."
"A white blouse and Jean skirt would suit you." Haruka jibbed from
where she leaned against the doorframe. Ranma shot her a vicious glare.
Michiru and Setsuna hid smiles as Hotaru squealed in delight.
"What a great idea!"
Ranma sighed.
"I'm not playing dress up. `Sides, all I got is an extra shirt."
"I'm sure we can find...something." Setsuna said casually.
Ranma flashed her an annoyed look.
"You ain't helpin'."
"But it'll be fun!" Hotaru said, unleashing the 'Look' against her
uncle/aunt.
Ranma felt her resistance start to crumble. She really needed to
fight back somehow. Then she realised exactly how to do that.
"It'll be fine. I don't wanna put ya to any trouble." She replied,
fighting fire with fire. The audience was rather shocked to see Ranma
shoot the 'Look' right back at Hotaru.
Hotaru herself was not used to this sort of fight back. Monsters
tossing magical attacks, yes. This? No. Gathering her resolve, she
stood up straighter.
"Please..." Hotaru begged, putting new effort into the 'Look'.
"But I don't wanna... Please don't..." Ranma-chan pleaded, matching
the 'Look' iota for iota.
The other Outer Senshi started backing further into the house.
"Too...cute..." Haruka gasped.
"I think I'm about to go into diabetic shock..." Michiru muttered.
"I think a strategic withdrawal would be good about now." Setsuna
recommended, a noticeable twitch developing.
"Good idea." The other two agreed simultaneously.
The three of them ran.
***
Ami finished off her homework a little later than she would usually
have. The reason, although if you'd asked her she would have denied it,
was a young man with a pigtail wearing a red Chinese shirt and black
pants.
Contrary to popular belief, Ami does notice boys. She's just
rather...OK, extremely subdued about it. A faint blush from her is just
about equivalent to abject drooling by any other girl.
Let's leave her to her daydream of putting Ranma through a medical
exam shall we?
***
The brave and fearless Sailor Uranus, in her mortal guise of Haruka
Tenou, nervously peered round the doorframe into the living room.
Finding a dry Ranma and quiet Hotaru she breathed a quiet sigh of
relief. Apparently, Ranma had won. Signalling the all clear, the three
women of the house re-entered the room.
~ At least, ~ Haruka thought, ~ we now know WHY Michiru and I felt
THAT way around him. ~
"Everything...fine in here?" Michiru asked.
"Yeah." Ranma replied. "Although Hotaru-chan here is kinda sad she
didn't win."
"But it would've been fun." The girl pouted quietly.
Ranma playfully ruffled her hair.
"For you maybe." He smiled at her to show he had no hard feelings.
Haruka, Michiru and Setsuna refrained from saying anything.
"Well, I gotta get goin'." Ranma continued. "School's tomorrow, and
I need ta get back to Nerima. Preferably before it gets levelled."
At that moment a new class of glomp was created.
"Can you stay a bit longer?" Hotaru begged, unaware of the newfound
strength she was using. "Pleasepleasepleaseplease?"
By this time Ranma was turning blue, and thus resorted to one of his
fathers techniques. The ever trusty Panda sign.
[ [ Ack! Air! Can't breathe! ] ] The women were rather puzzled.
How did he write on the sign? Where the heck did he get the sign from
anyway?
The sign flipped round.
[[ Any time now would be good. ]] Flip. [[ Please? I don't think
]] Flip [[ that Hotaru would really ]] Flip [[ like to kill her
uncle. ]] Flip [[ Or you having to ]] Flip [[ explain it. ]]
"Err... Ranma does have a...um...point Hotaru-chan." Michiru said.
Haruka was still puzzling over where the heck he got the sign. Was he
able to stick things in a pan-dimensional pocket? Setsuna was wondering
how he was apparently able to write on seven sides of a two-sided sign.
Especially when only one side could be used.
Now she knew how Washu felt around Mihoshi.
"Oh, OK..." Hotaru pouted severely and let go. Ranma gasped loudly,
sucking in life-giving air.
"I'll...er...visit when I can Hotaru-chan." Ranma muttered.
"Really?" Hotaru asked in a small voice. Ranma hugged her gently.
"'Course I will."
Setsuna watched the scene with a stoic expression, before
disappearing. She had things to do, as it was obvious that Ranma had
not told them everything.
Ranma looked up, and started looking around.
"Hey, where did Setsuna-san go?" He asked.
The remaining Outer Senshi blanched slightly. How in the heck were
they going to explain Setsuna's annoying talent for disappearances?
"She...er...does that sometimes." Michiru said uncertainly.
"Cool." Ranma nodded. "It's almost as good as some of Pop's tricks.
I wonder if she'd trade techniques sometime?"
The Outers chuckled nervously, sweatdrops forming. What was with this
guy?
***
Rei sat before the Great Fire, slowly meditating on the one called
Ranma.
~ It's not like he's our enemy, but... I sensed something about him.
~
The fire flared, and Rei briefly saw Ranma fighting a dragon while a
mountain crumbled. A brief flicker, and the dragon was replaced by a
flaming bird...a phoenix?
Returning to herself Rei wondered what it meant, but was distracted by
another flare of flame.
The fire showed Ranko turning and being glomped by Hotaru? The young
girl's eyes looked up in adoration to Ranko's kind ones. Ranko's head
seemed to dip...
Rei blinked, and the fire died down to its normal levels. Considering
the vision, Rei came to a startling conclusion.
~ Ranko is Hotaru's girlfriend?!? ~
***
In a house on the outskirts of Juuban, a young girl and her uncle
sneezed.
***
Let's follow Rei's train of thought shall we?
1)
Hotaru was being raised by Haruka and Michiru.
Haruka and Michiru love each other.
Hotaru loves her parents.
Children pick up habits from their parents.
Hotaru's parents flirt with girls. (Each other mostly, but Haruka
does so with others.)
Hotaru's friends (i.e. the Inner Senshi) flirt with boys.
Hence, Hotaru's preferences were at least confused.
2)
Hotaru adored Ranma.
Hotaru had a crush on Ranma.
Ranma is Hotaru's uncle.
Uncle = Family = Not that way.
Ranko hangs around Ranma.
Ranma never mentioned Ranko as a suitor.
3)
Ranko apparently acts like a tomboy.
Haruka acts like a tomboy.
Thus, Hotaru would see Ranko as like Haruka.
4)
The vision showed Ranko and Hotaru hugging, with Ranko apparently
heading to kiss the younger girl.
Ranko IS like Haruka.
Conclusion:
Hotaru will transfer her crush on her Uncle Ranma to Ranko. Ranko
will reciprocate.
It's nice, logical, and completely wrong. But hey, no one's perfect.
~ Well, it's...unusual, but I can't see any problems with it. Not
after Haruka and Michiru. ~ Rei's gaze turned hard. ~ But if she
tries anything before Hotaru is old enough... ~
***
Ranma shuddered as he started his trek back to the Tendo Dojo.
~ Man, it's like a cold breeze came up. And I thought the weather
was weird back in Nerima. ~
***
It was a room much like any other. The fact that Usagi Tsukino a.k.a
Sailor Moon a.k.a the reincarnated Princess Serenity of the Moon was
currently in it is a side point.
"Ooo... Hotaru-chan's SOOO lucky!" Usagi gushed. "She gets her idol
to be her uncle."
"Usagi, this is not the time for you to be daydreaming. Ranma Saotome
is dangerous."
"He's heroic. Going up against a monster like that for Hotaru-
chan..." Usagi sighed wistfully. "Just like Mamo-chan..."
Luna rolled her eyes.
"He's suffering from mental trauma. The Neko-Ken had been banned for
centuries BEFORE the Moon Kingdom fell. Queen Serenity personally broke
the leg of the last person who tried training their child in it."
Usagi was looking at the advisor with wide eyes.
"Was it that bad?"
The cat looked at her Princess, and described the training process.
Usagi got progressively paler as the explanation went on, until she
clapped a hand over her mouth and dashed to the bathroom to throw up.
It took five minutes for the drawn Usagi to re-enter her room. Luna
still sat on the bed, a combination of sympathy and unfinished business
on her face. It took another three minutes to finish the description of
the Neko-Ken. At the end, sobs wracked Usagi's body and tears rolled
down her face.
Luna rubbed her against Usagi's leg to cheer her up.
"It's a testament to his strength of will that he is as stable as he
is." Luna admitted. "Given all that could have happened...."
Usagi absently stroked Luna with one hand while she wiped away her
tears with another.
"Can we help him?" She asked.
"Artemis and I have some...ideas..." Luna leaned into the stroking.
"But nothing definite."
***
The sun was setting as the train bound for Nerima left the Juuban
station. Ranma sat back and thought about his day.
All in all, things had gone well. His niece accepted him, as did her
adoptive parents and their friends. Which was a good thing in his book.
It was nice to have some family now. He'd keep the others from finding
out as best he could.
The being famous thing, now that was a surprise. Nabiki was gonna get
a serious talking too when he got back. Maybe he could threaten to tell
the others or the police...?
Wondering about the others brought up the fact he had been missing for
a day. There might not even BE a Nerima to return to. Then there was
that monster attack that got put on the news.
Ranma slumped in his seat. He was SOOO doomed.
***
Hotaru was on an all time sugar high and couldn't get to sleep. It
was all due to one thought going round and round in her head.
~ I have an Uncle and he's Ranma Saotome! ~
She stopped bouncing on her bed as another thought struck her.
~ He's also my Aunt. He's Ranko Tendo! I'm one of the few people to
know. I have a weird family. At least I'm not alone anymore. ~ The
young girl paused and cocked her head in thought. ~ Haruka-papa and
Michiru-mama have each other, but Setsuna-mama doesn't have anybody. ~
Hotaru sighed.
~ I know she likes me, and she likes Uncle Ranma. Even when he's
Aunty Ranko...err...Ranma. ~
The sometime Senshi of Silence smiled even as she yawned, the days
exertions catching up finally.
~ Maybe I can get Uncle Ranma and Setsuna-mama together. ~
Congratulating herself on a good idea, she turned off the lights and
snuggled down into bed. She drifted off with a smile on her face.
***
Ranma sneezed.
~ Aw man! I hope I ain't coming down with somethin'. ~
***
There was a place that existed outside what we would consider the
normal bounds of Space and Time. A place of mists, of potentiality, of
a really good home cinema system for those times its guardian got REALLY
bored. And here she comes, carrying her big assed key shaped staff.
I wouldn't laugh if I were you. She packs a mean hook.
Pluto didn't like secrets. Especially where they concerned those in
contact with the Senshi. That went double for her 'family'.
Which was why she was at the Time Gate now. Locating the start of
Ranma's life she sat down to watch.
She almost threw up at the cat fist training, even expecting it
coming. She winced in sympathy at other parts of his training. She
gaped in awe and fear as he fought Saffron and cried tears of happiness
when Akane Tendo woke up.
It was rather like a soap opera actually.
So consumed by his life she continued watching into the future,
instinctively jumping the present to a point eight months ahead. And
paled.
Snapping the Time Gate shut, she tried to regain control of herself.
~ Nobody deserves that. ~ She thought grimly. ~ Especially not
him. Thus it will not happen. ~
***
What unearthly horror could cause such a reaction in the stoic
Guardian of Time? A nightmarish terror of Lovecraftian proportions? An
unholy creature from before time began?
Kasumi Tendo going to Azusa Shiratori for fashion advice?
Some things are too horrible to contemplate.
***
"Where have you been Saotome?" Nabiki asked as Ranma walked back into
the Tendo compound.
"Away." Ranma said simply and headed back into the house.
"Not good enough." Nabiki said, moving into his path.
"Despite what ya think, you don't own me Tendo. I don't have ta
explain anything I don't want to." He shoved past her. "Night Tendo."
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[1] The Sailor Starlights, for those who DIDN'T get the implication. If
you don't know who they are, I'd brush up on your Sailor Moon knowledge.
I'm sure the three Senshi behind you with implements of pain will be
happy to help you.
Yes, I know it's short and it's been a while. Life has not been good to
me, and my insperation has dried up. Not a good thing. Maybe I'll get
another chapter of *SOMETHING* done soon.
Nighthawk's Fanfiction
C&C can be sent to cobalt@elhazard.net. Flames will be used to heat
homes.
Standard disclaimers apply. I don't own the series depicted within, but
go buy them anyway.
Conventions:
~ ~ are used for thoughts and Telepathic communications.
[[ ]] are used for Panda signs.
#######
Uncles!
#######
#########
Chapter 3
#########
It takes a lot to surprise Setsuna. She IS the guardian of the Time
Gate after all. She could, quite easily, claim to have seen it all.
Therefore, instead of sitting there in stunned disbelief at Ranma's
story, she calmly planned for a quick trip to a certain dojo for...
Family business.
Some of the few things that...upset...her (not that you would notice
from her expressionless visage) were child abuse (this was particularly
a concern since Hotaru came to live with them) and Genma's utter
disregard for common sense. Since Genma was Hotaru's grandfather, this
became a rather important concern.
Ranma was sitting on a plastic mat in the kitchen while Hotaru and
Michiru played with the curse. Haruka had wondered off, mumbling
something about lights[1].
"This is fun." Hotaru giggled.
"It is fascinating." Michiru agreed. "Ami would love to see this."
Ranma shuddered through a change.
"She'd probably just consider me a freak." She muttered. "I've
already made too much of an impression here." He sighed. "Could ya
stop now?"
Hotaru poured one last load of cold water on Ranma.
"Sure Auntie Ranma." She giggled. "Or should that be Ranko?"
Ranma just groaned.
"I've gotta go dry off." She said, rising. "And change."
"A white blouse and Jean skirt would suit you." Haruka jibbed from
where she leaned against the doorframe. Ranma shot her a vicious glare.
Michiru and Setsuna hid smiles as Hotaru squealed in delight.
"What a great idea!"
Ranma sighed.
"I'm not playing dress up. `Sides, all I got is an extra shirt."
"I'm sure we can find...something." Setsuna said casually.
Ranma flashed her an annoyed look.
"You ain't helpin'."
"But it'll be fun!" Hotaru said, unleashing the 'Look' against her
uncle/aunt.
Ranma felt her resistance start to crumble. She really needed to
fight back somehow. Then she realised exactly how to do that.
"It'll be fine. I don't wanna put ya to any trouble." She replied,
fighting fire with fire. The audience was rather shocked to see Ranma
shoot the 'Look' right back at Hotaru.
Hotaru herself was not used to this sort of fight back. Monsters
tossing magical attacks, yes. This? No. Gathering her resolve, she
stood up straighter.
"Please..." Hotaru begged, putting new effort into the 'Look'.
"But I don't wanna... Please don't..." Ranma-chan pleaded, matching
the 'Look' iota for iota.
The other Outer Senshi started backing further into the house.
"Too...cute..." Haruka gasped.
"I think I'm about to go into diabetic shock..." Michiru muttered.
"I think a strategic withdrawal would be good about now." Setsuna
recommended, a noticeable twitch developing.
"Good idea." The other two agreed simultaneously.
The three of them ran.
***
Ami finished off her homework a little later than she would usually
have. The reason, although if you'd asked her she would have denied it,
was a young man with a pigtail wearing a red Chinese shirt and black
pants.
Contrary to popular belief, Ami does notice boys. She's just
rather...OK, extremely subdued about it. A faint blush from her is just
about equivalent to abject drooling by any other girl.
Let's leave her to her daydream of putting Ranma through a medical
exam shall we?
***
The brave and fearless Sailor Uranus, in her mortal guise of Haruka
Tenou, nervously peered round the doorframe into the living room.
Finding a dry Ranma and quiet Hotaru she breathed a quiet sigh of
relief. Apparently, Ranma had won. Signalling the all clear, the three
women of the house re-entered the room.
~ At least, ~ Haruka thought, ~ we now know WHY Michiru and I felt
THAT way around him. ~
"Everything...fine in here?" Michiru asked.
"Yeah." Ranma replied. "Although Hotaru-chan here is kinda sad she
didn't win."
"But it would've been fun." The girl pouted quietly.
Ranma playfully ruffled her hair.
"For you maybe." He smiled at her to show he had no hard feelings.
Haruka, Michiru and Setsuna refrained from saying anything.
"Well, I gotta get goin'." Ranma continued. "School's tomorrow, and
I need ta get back to Nerima. Preferably before it gets levelled."
At that moment a new class of glomp was created.
"Can you stay a bit longer?" Hotaru begged, unaware of the newfound
strength she was using. "Pleasepleasepleaseplease?"
By this time Ranma was turning blue, and thus resorted to one of his
fathers techniques. The ever trusty Panda sign.
[ [ Ack! Air! Can't breathe! ] ] The women were rather puzzled.
How did he write on the sign? Where the heck did he get the sign from
anyway?
The sign flipped round.
[[ Any time now would be good. ]] Flip. [[ Please? I don't think
]] Flip [[ that Hotaru would really ]] Flip [[ like to kill her
uncle. ]] Flip [[ Or you having to ]] Flip [[ explain it. ]]
"Err... Ranma does have a...um...point Hotaru-chan." Michiru said.
Haruka was still puzzling over where the heck he got the sign. Was he
able to stick things in a pan-dimensional pocket? Setsuna was wondering
how he was apparently able to write on seven sides of a two-sided sign.
Especially when only one side could be used.
Now she knew how Washu felt around Mihoshi.
"Oh, OK..." Hotaru pouted severely and let go. Ranma gasped loudly,
sucking in life-giving air.
"I'll...er...visit when I can Hotaru-chan." Ranma muttered.
"Really?" Hotaru asked in a small voice. Ranma hugged her gently.
"'Course I will."
Setsuna watched the scene with a stoic expression, before
disappearing. She had things to do, as it was obvious that Ranma had
not told them everything.
Ranma looked up, and started looking around.
"Hey, where did Setsuna-san go?" He asked.
The remaining Outer Senshi blanched slightly. How in the heck were
they going to explain Setsuna's annoying talent for disappearances?
"She...er...does that sometimes." Michiru said uncertainly.
"Cool." Ranma nodded. "It's almost as good as some of Pop's tricks.
I wonder if she'd trade techniques sometime?"
The Outers chuckled nervously, sweatdrops forming. What was with this
guy?
***
Rei sat before the Great Fire, slowly meditating on the one called
Ranma.
~ It's not like he's our enemy, but... I sensed something about him.
~
The fire flared, and Rei briefly saw Ranma fighting a dragon while a
mountain crumbled. A brief flicker, and the dragon was replaced by a
flaming bird...a phoenix?
Returning to herself Rei wondered what it meant, but was distracted by
another flare of flame.
The fire showed Ranko turning and being glomped by Hotaru? The young
girl's eyes looked up in adoration to Ranko's kind ones. Ranko's head
seemed to dip...
Rei blinked, and the fire died down to its normal levels. Considering
the vision, Rei came to a startling conclusion.
~ Ranko is Hotaru's girlfriend?!? ~
***
In a house on the outskirts of Juuban, a young girl and her uncle
sneezed.
***
Let's follow Rei's train of thought shall we?
1)
Hotaru was being raised by Haruka and Michiru.
Haruka and Michiru love each other.
Hotaru loves her parents.
Children pick up habits from their parents.
Hotaru's parents flirt with girls. (Each other mostly, but Haruka
does so with others.)
Hotaru's friends (i.e. the Inner Senshi) flirt with boys.
Hence, Hotaru's preferences were at least confused.
2)
Hotaru adored Ranma.
Hotaru had a crush on Ranma.
Ranma is Hotaru's uncle.
Uncle = Family = Not that way.
Ranko hangs around Ranma.
Ranma never mentioned Ranko as a suitor.
3)
Ranko apparently acts like a tomboy.
Haruka acts like a tomboy.
Thus, Hotaru would see Ranko as like Haruka.
4)
The vision showed Ranko and Hotaru hugging, with Ranko apparently
heading to kiss the younger girl.
Ranko IS like Haruka.
Conclusion:
Hotaru will transfer her crush on her Uncle Ranma to Ranko. Ranko
will reciprocate.
It's nice, logical, and completely wrong. But hey, no one's perfect.
~ Well, it's...unusual, but I can't see any problems with it. Not
after Haruka and Michiru. ~ Rei's gaze turned hard. ~ But if she
tries anything before Hotaru is old enough... ~
***
Ranma shuddered as he started his trek back to the Tendo Dojo.
~ Man, it's like a cold breeze came up. And I thought the weather
was weird back in Nerima. ~
***
It was a room much like any other. The fact that Usagi Tsukino a.k.a
Sailor Moon a.k.a the reincarnated Princess Serenity of the Moon was
currently in it is a side point.
"Ooo... Hotaru-chan's SOOO lucky!" Usagi gushed. "She gets her idol
to be her uncle."
"Usagi, this is not the time for you to be daydreaming. Ranma Saotome
is dangerous."
"He's heroic. Going up against a monster like that for Hotaru-
chan..." Usagi sighed wistfully. "Just like Mamo-chan..."
Luna rolled her eyes.
"He's suffering from mental trauma. The Neko-Ken had been banned for
centuries BEFORE the Moon Kingdom fell. Queen Serenity personally broke
the leg of the last person who tried training their child in it."
Usagi was looking at the advisor with wide eyes.
"Was it that bad?"
The cat looked at her Princess, and described the training process.
Usagi got progressively paler as the explanation went on, until she
clapped a hand over her mouth and dashed to the bathroom to throw up.
It took five minutes for the drawn Usagi to re-enter her room. Luna
still sat on the bed, a combination of sympathy and unfinished business
on her face. It took another three minutes to finish the description of
the Neko-Ken. At the end, sobs wracked Usagi's body and tears rolled
down her face.
Luna rubbed her against Usagi's leg to cheer her up.
"It's a testament to his strength of will that he is as stable as he
is." Luna admitted. "Given all that could have happened...."
Usagi absently stroked Luna with one hand while she wiped away her
tears with another.
"Can we help him?" She asked.
"Artemis and I have some...ideas..." Luna leaned into the stroking.
"But nothing definite."
***
The sun was setting as the train bound for Nerima left the Juuban
station. Ranma sat back and thought about his day.
All in all, things had gone well. His niece accepted him, as did her
adoptive parents and their friends. Which was a good thing in his book.
It was nice to have some family now. He'd keep the others from finding
out as best he could.
The being famous thing, now that was a surprise. Nabiki was gonna get
a serious talking too when he got back. Maybe he could threaten to tell
the others or the police...?
Wondering about the others brought up the fact he had been missing for
a day. There might not even BE a Nerima to return to. Then there was
that monster attack that got put on the news.
Ranma slumped in his seat. He was SOOO doomed.
***
Hotaru was on an all time sugar high and couldn't get to sleep. It
was all due to one thought going round and round in her head.
~ I have an Uncle and he's Ranma Saotome! ~
She stopped bouncing on her bed as another thought struck her.
~ He's also my Aunt. He's Ranko Tendo! I'm one of the few people to
know. I have a weird family. At least I'm not alone anymore. ~ The
young girl paused and cocked her head in thought. ~ Haruka-papa and
Michiru-mama have each other, but Setsuna-mama doesn't have anybody. ~
Hotaru sighed.
~ I know she likes me, and she likes Uncle Ranma. Even when he's
Aunty Ranko...err...Ranma. ~
The sometime Senshi of Silence smiled even as she yawned, the days
exertions catching up finally.
~ Maybe I can get Uncle Ranma and Setsuna-mama together. ~
Congratulating herself on a good idea, she turned off the lights and
snuggled down into bed. She drifted off with a smile on her face.
***
Ranma sneezed.
~ Aw man! I hope I ain't coming down with somethin'. ~
***
There was a place that existed outside what we would consider the
normal bounds of Space and Time. A place of mists, of potentiality, of
a really good home cinema system for those times its guardian got REALLY
bored. And here she comes, carrying her big assed key shaped staff.
I wouldn't laugh if I were you. She packs a mean hook.
Pluto didn't like secrets. Especially where they concerned those in
contact with the Senshi. That went double for her 'family'.
Which was why she was at the Time Gate now. Locating the start of
Ranma's life she sat down to watch.
She almost threw up at the cat fist training, even expecting it
coming. She winced in sympathy at other parts of his training. She
gaped in awe and fear as he fought Saffron and cried tears of happiness
when Akane Tendo woke up.
It was rather like a soap opera actually.
So consumed by his life she continued watching into the future,
instinctively jumping the present to a point eight months ahead. And
paled.
Snapping the Time Gate shut, she tried to regain control of herself.
~ Nobody deserves that. ~ She thought grimly. ~ Especially not
him. Thus it will not happen. ~
***
What unearthly horror could cause such a reaction in the stoic
Guardian of Time? A nightmarish terror of Lovecraftian proportions? An
unholy creature from before time began?
Kasumi Tendo going to Azusa Shiratori for fashion advice?
Some things are too horrible to contemplate.
***
"Where have you been Saotome?" Nabiki asked as Ranma walked back into
the Tendo compound.
"Away." Ranma said simply and headed back into the house.
"Not good enough." Nabiki said, moving into his path.
"Despite what ya think, you don't own me Tendo. I don't have ta
explain anything I don't want to." He shoved past her. "Night Tendo."
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[1] The Sailor Starlights, for those who DIDN'T get the implication. If
you don't know who they are, I'd brush up on your Sailor Moon knowledge.
I'm sure the three Senshi behind you with implements of pain will be
happy to help you.
Yes, I know it's short and it's been a while. Life has not been good to
me, and my insperation has dried up. Not a good thing. Maybe I'll get
another chapter of *SOMETHING* done soon.