4th Chapter finally. I had a really hard time converting my friend's ideas
into the story.
At the Tendos..
"Genma Saotome, how are we going to join the schools now," wailed Soun Tendo. Genma has tried to comfort his friend since his son left.
"Don't worry Soun, I'm sure the boy will come back," Genma replied patting his friend's back. No matter how much he tried to comfort Soun, Soun just continued to wail and cry. Genma can't help feeling doubtful about his son returning. He knew all the hardships his son has been going through, and he knew well that Ranma couldn't hold it in anymore. If he was in Ranma's shoes, he would have done the same thing. That was his specialty after all, and he taught the boy well.
Suddenly, Nodoka Saotome burst through the front door. "Genma Saotome, where is my son!!! Where is my Ranma!!!" screamed Nodoka as she stomped towards Genma, hold out her katana in front of her.
"Dear?!?" Genma started to panic seeing the weapon in front of him. Small traces of sweat started its way down his brow. "How are you doing, d-d- dear?" stammered Genma as he tried to change the subject. But unfortunately for him, she doesn't change her track that easily.
"Don't you dear me and tell me where my Ranma is," Nodoka said threateningly. She moved her katana closer to Genma's face.
"Gulp, I-I-I don't kn-kn-know," sweated Genma. "But I promise you I'll find him," Genma said quickly hoping to buy more time to live.
"You better," snarled Nodoka with tears slowly going down her cheek. She missed he son terribly.
"Don't worry, Auntie. We haven't heard anybody died with Ranma's description, so we know he's still alive somewhere," inquired the middle Tendo as she walked into the room. "I'm sorry but I couldn't help listening in."
"It's quite alright Nabiki. You said you'll be able to find my son," asked Nodoka, her face shining again, and her tears slowly stopped flowing.
"Yes Auntie. I'm sure with all my connections I can locate Ranma," said Nabiki confidently. "I'll start on it right away." Nabiki went back to her room to start her search.
"Well sorry to bother you Soun. I'll be on my way now." Nodoka bowed and left for her home.
It's been a year since Ranma left to go forth to his new life and his new training. He still hasn't given up the Anything Goes style. He has improved his speed, his strategies, and strength. He has learned a lot more things now that he was with a new sensei, for example he has now mastered the uses of all the weapons, his specialty is the bokken and katana, he learned when to shut up and what the right things to say during situations, and he learned how to play various kinds of instruments and sing. His favorite thing to play is his flute he got from his sensei. He also just bought a brand new dark blue motorcycle with a black dragon on each side.
Shiratori walked in the dojo where Ryo was doing some katas with a long pole. He smiled at Ryo's improvement. It's been a year since he started to teach the boy the uses of the various weapons.
When Ryo finished his kata he heard clapping behind him. Thinking it was an intruder, he swung his pole and letting it slide so he was holding it the lower half of the pole. He then extended the arm with the pole. The other end was inches away from his sensei's neck. His eyes widened as he realized who it was. "Gomen nasai, sensei," Ryo bowed.
"It's alright Ryo. You have great instincts," complimented Toji.
"Thank you sensei."
"I have something to tell you Ryo," Toji seriously said as he walked towards the back of the dojo.
Ryo lowered the pole down and followed his sensei. "What's the matter sensei?" asked Ryo rather worriedly, for he saw the expression sketched on his master's face. He knew it was something serious.
There was a long period of silence. Until finally Toji broke it, "Ryo, I want you to continue your schooling," replied Toji finally. He waited patiently for Ryo to take all this in.
Ryo was surprised. His eyes widened and was about to say something but thought better of it. After all this was the man who toke him in and treated him like he was his own son. Ryo recovered immediately and straitened out his face. "If you think it's for the best sensei, then I will go," Ryo replied showing no emotion.
"I do. You'll be starting tomorrow. The school is Tokyo Metropolitan Meisei High School. I think you know where that is, so don't worry about it, you can take your motorcycle there," replied Toji. "And here's your uniform." He handed Ryo a dark navy blue uniform (it looks just like all the other Japanese uniform with that turtle neck thing).
"Um..Thank you, I guess," replied Ryo while scratching his head.
"And there's also one more thing. A friend of mine needs someone to manage the Hinata apartments. And since you needed a job, I volunteered you. So, what do you say?"
Ryo thought about it for a minute. 'Hmmmm. if I did it then I could get some money to help me out. That wouldn't be so bad. I do need the cash, especially with that new bike.' "Alright sensei I'll do it," Ryo finally replied.
"Great. I knew I could count on you. Here's the address and. Here's a little going away present." He took out a piece of paper with the address, and a long thing that wrapped up in fine blue silk cloth. He handed it to Ryo. "Dinner is almost ready, so clean up here and help me in the kitchen," Toji replied as he walked out of the dojo.
"Sigh. School again. Oh boy, fun," Ryo muttered sarcastically. He got up and opened the wrapped present. "Hmm. wonder what this could be?" As he removed the cloth, a katana showed itself. The black sheath was elaborately decorated with golden dragons swirling around it. He slowly pulled it out of its sheath. The sharp sword reflected light perfectly on its silver color. Like the sheath, it was also elaborately decorated. It was basically the same decoration but it was carved on the sword without the gold. Ryo noticed that a note fell out. He picked it up to read it.
'Dear Ryo, This sword is past down from generations to generations, from a master to the heir. And now I past it on to you. Take good care of it. Shiratori, Toji
"Thank you sensei," replied Ryo holding on to the katana.
------That night--------
Ryo laid on his bed still wide awake. He had already finished packing all his things earlier on that night. He was started up at the ceiling thinking of his new school and his new job. He suddenly remembered his former life as Ranma Saotome. All those people picking on him and calling him a freak. He sure didn't want that to happen again. "Well at least I won't have to worry about my curse anymore," Ryo whispered. As he remembered when his master and he traveled to China to find a cure for his curse.
----Flashback--------
"Sensei, what are we doing here?" Ryo asked looking around the oh so familiar scenery. "I've already looked here for the cure, sensei."
"Well, you didn't look hard enough. Because I know where the cure is." Replied Toji waving the remark aside.
"You do! Where?" asked Ryo excitedly. Finally a cure for this cursed curse.
"We have to visit my friend for he has it." Toji started to walk north towards the mountain range. "He lives at the foot of that mountain range," he said pointing to at the mountains. "I'm sure he can stir you a potion to cure your curse," smiled Toji as he turned his head towards Ryo. He watched as his face started to show great excitement. They walked all night before they finally reached there destination. "This is the place. Now be polite, Ryo. He doesn't like it when people are rude to him," warned Toji.
"I'll keep that in mind sensei," replied Ryo as they entered through the front gate. He stood behind his sensei as his sensei rang the doorbell. An old man in a green Chinese robes leaning on a can opened the door for him.
"Ah, Shiratori Toji welcome. It's been a long time. About 15 years, right?" asked the old man as he smiled his toothless smile.
"That's right, sensei." Bowed Toji. "And this is my heir, Urashima Ryo." Ryo stepped forward and bowed.
"What a fine choice, Toji." He smiled down at Ryo. "I'm Xian Hua a weapons master and this here Toji's sensei."
"It's great to finally meet you." Ryo bowed again.
"Don't just stand there, come one in," he said as he lead them into the house. "Now what can I do for you young man?"
"Well, I've been looking for a cure for the Jusenkyo curse, but so far I haven't found one till I heard about you from my sensei."
"Ah, yes that. You're lucky young man. I have one vial left." He reached down his robes and pulled out a vial containing a green liquid. "It's yours. Here you go," Xian Hua handed Ryo the vial. "All you have to do is drink it and you'll be cured. But be warned it can only be used once. So if you get the curse again there will not be any hope for you."
"Thank you so much." Without wasting another minute he drank down the liquid. It had a disgusting taste to it. It was almost as bad as Akane's cooking. Ryo then reached for a cold glass of water, he closed hi eyes and poured it on himself. When he opened them, and took a look at himself he was still a he. "Yes!!!" jumped Ryo. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," Ryo was kissing Xian Hua's feet.
"There is no need for that. It was my pleasure since your becoming the new heir.
------End of Flashback---------
"That was a good feeling," smiled Ryo as he continued to stare at the ceiling. "Maybe I should hide my skills and only use them when I necessarily need to use them," thought Ryo. "But I need to practice," he countered. "I'll practice when nobody is around. Have my own secret place. Yeah that's it. Act just like a normal teenager. Man, I'm good," Ryo smiled at his brilliant plan. *Yawn* 'I better go to sleep. I'm going to have a long day tomorrow,' yawned Ryo as he closed his eyes, and feel asleep.
"Ryo wake up," Toji as gently shook him.
Ryo groggily opened his eyes to find his sensei looking down upon him. "Yawn. Alright, I'm awake," he yawned and slowly got up and got ready. He walked to the shed to get his bike and glanced at watch. "I've got an hour till it starts. Maybe I can tour the school around," he said as he pulled the cover revealing his bike. "Well better get going." He turned on the engine, and left for school.
That's it for this chapter. R&R.
At the Tendos..
"Genma Saotome, how are we going to join the schools now," wailed Soun Tendo. Genma has tried to comfort his friend since his son left.
"Don't worry Soun, I'm sure the boy will come back," Genma replied patting his friend's back. No matter how much he tried to comfort Soun, Soun just continued to wail and cry. Genma can't help feeling doubtful about his son returning. He knew all the hardships his son has been going through, and he knew well that Ranma couldn't hold it in anymore. If he was in Ranma's shoes, he would have done the same thing. That was his specialty after all, and he taught the boy well.
Suddenly, Nodoka Saotome burst through the front door. "Genma Saotome, where is my son!!! Where is my Ranma!!!" screamed Nodoka as she stomped towards Genma, hold out her katana in front of her.
"Dear?!?" Genma started to panic seeing the weapon in front of him. Small traces of sweat started its way down his brow. "How are you doing, d-d- dear?" stammered Genma as he tried to change the subject. But unfortunately for him, she doesn't change her track that easily.
"Don't you dear me and tell me where my Ranma is," Nodoka said threateningly. She moved her katana closer to Genma's face.
"Gulp, I-I-I don't kn-kn-know," sweated Genma. "But I promise you I'll find him," Genma said quickly hoping to buy more time to live.
"You better," snarled Nodoka with tears slowly going down her cheek. She missed he son terribly.
"Don't worry, Auntie. We haven't heard anybody died with Ranma's description, so we know he's still alive somewhere," inquired the middle Tendo as she walked into the room. "I'm sorry but I couldn't help listening in."
"It's quite alright Nabiki. You said you'll be able to find my son," asked Nodoka, her face shining again, and her tears slowly stopped flowing.
"Yes Auntie. I'm sure with all my connections I can locate Ranma," said Nabiki confidently. "I'll start on it right away." Nabiki went back to her room to start her search.
"Well sorry to bother you Soun. I'll be on my way now." Nodoka bowed and left for her home.
It's been a year since Ranma left to go forth to his new life and his new training. He still hasn't given up the Anything Goes style. He has improved his speed, his strategies, and strength. He has learned a lot more things now that he was with a new sensei, for example he has now mastered the uses of all the weapons, his specialty is the bokken and katana, he learned when to shut up and what the right things to say during situations, and he learned how to play various kinds of instruments and sing. His favorite thing to play is his flute he got from his sensei. He also just bought a brand new dark blue motorcycle with a black dragon on each side.
Shiratori walked in the dojo where Ryo was doing some katas with a long pole. He smiled at Ryo's improvement. It's been a year since he started to teach the boy the uses of the various weapons.
When Ryo finished his kata he heard clapping behind him. Thinking it was an intruder, he swung his pole and letting it slide so he was holding it the lower half of the pole. He then extended the arm with the pole. The other end was inches away from his sensei's neck. His eyes widened as he realized who it was. "Gomen nasai, sensei," Ryo bowed.
"It's alright Ryo. You have great instincts," complimented Toji.
"Thank you sensei."
"I have something to tell you Ryo," Toji seriously said as he walked towards the back of the dojo.
Ryo lowered the pole down and followed his sensei. "What's the matter sensei?" asked Ryo rather worriedly, for he saw the expression sketched on his master's face. He knew it was something serious.
There was a long period of silence. Until finally Toji broke it, "Ryo, I want you to continue your schooling," replied Toji finally. He waited patiently for Ryo to take all this in.
Ryo was surprised. His eyes widened and was about to say something but thought better of it. After all this was the man who toke him in and treated him like he was his own son. Ryo recovered immediately and straitened out his face. "If you think it's for the best sensei, then I will go," Ryo replied showing no emotion.
"I do. You'll be starting tomorrow. The school is Tokyo Metropolitan Meisei High School. I think you know where that is, so don't worry about it, you can take your motorcycle there," replied Toji. "And here's your uniform." He handed Ryo a dark navy blue uniform (it looks just like all the other Japanese uniform with that turtle neck thing).
"Um..Thank you, I guess," replied Ryo while scratching his head.
"And there's also one more thing. A friend of mine needs someone to manage the Hinata apartments. And since you needed a job, I volunteered you. So, what do you say?"
Ryo thought about it for a minute. 'Hmmmm. if I did it then I could get some money to help me out. That wouldn't be so bad. I do need the cash, especially with that new bike.' "Alright sensei I'll do it," Ryo finally replied.
"Great. I knew I could count on you. Here's the address and. Here's a little going away present." He took out a piece of paper with the address, and a long thing that wrapped up in fine blue silk cloth. He handed it to Ryo. "Dinner is almost ready, so clean up here and help me in the kitchen," Toji replied as he walked out of the dojo.
"Sigh. School again. Oh boy, fun," Ryo muttered sarcastically. He got up and opened the wrapped present. "Hmm. wonder what this could be?" As he removed the cloth, a katana showed itself. The black sheath was elaborately decorated with golden dragons swirling around it. He slowly pulled it out of its sheath. The sharp sword reflected light perfectly on its silver color. Like the sheath, it was also elaborately decorated. It was basically the same decoration but it was carved on the sword without the gold. Ryo noticed that a note fell out. He picked it up to read it.
'Dear Ryo, This sword is past down from generations to generations, from a master to the heir. And now I past it on to you. Take good care of it. Shiratori, Toji
"Thank you sensei," replied Ryo holding on to the katana.
------That night--------
Ryo laid on his bed still wide awake. He had already finished packing all his things earlier on that night. He was started up at the ceiling thinking of his new school and his new job. He suddenly remembered his former life as Ranma Saotome. All those people picking on him and calling him a freak. He sure didn't want that to happen again. "Well at least I won't have to worry about my curse anymore," Ryo whispered. As he remembered when his master and he traveled to China to find a cure for his curse.
----Flashback--------
"Sensei, what are we doing here?" Ryo asked looking around the oh so familiar scenery. "I've already looked here for the cure, sensei."
"Well, you didn't look hard enough. Because I know where the cure is." Replied Toji waving the remark aside.
"You do! Where?" asked Ryo excitedly. Finally a cure for this cursed curse.
"We have to visit my friend for he has it." Toji started to walk north towards the mountain range. "He lives at the foot of that mountain range," he said pointing to at the mountains. "I'm sure he can stir you a potion to cure your curse," smiled Toji as he turned his head towards Ryo. He watched as his face started to show great excitement. They walked all night before they finally reached there destination. "This is the place. Now be polite, Ryo. He doesn't like it when people are rude to him," warned Toji.
"I'll keep that in mind sensei," replied Ryo as they entered through the front gate. He stood behind his sensei as his sensei rang the doorbell. An old man in a green Chinese robes leaning on a can opened the door for him.
"Ah, Shiratori Toji welcome. It's been a long time. About 15 years, right?" asked the old man as he smiled his toothless smile.
"That's right, sensei." Bowed Toji. "And this is my heir, Urashima Ryo." Ryo stepped forward and bowed.
"What a fine choice, Toji." He smiled down at Ryo. "I'm Xian Hua a weapons master and this here Toji's sensei."
"It's great to finally meet you." Ryo bowed again.
"Don't just stand there, come one in," he said as he lead them into the house. "Now what can I do for you young man?"
"Well, I've been looking for a cure for the Jusenkyo curse, but so far I haven't found one till I heard about you from my sensei."
"Ah, yes that. You're lucky young man. I have one vial left." He reached down his robes and pulled out a vial containing a green liquid. "It's yours. Here you go," Xian Hua handed Ryo the vial. "All you have to do is drink it and you'll be cured. But be warned it can only be used once. So if you get the curse again there will not be any hope for you."
"Thank you so much." Without wasting another minute he drank down the liquid. It had a disgusting taste to it. It was almost as bad as Akane's cooking. Ryo then reached for a cold glass of water, he closed hi eyes and poured it on himself. When he opened them, and took a look at himself he was still a he. "Yes!!!" jumped Ryo. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," Ryo was kissing Xian Hua's feet.
"There is no need for that. It was my pleasure since your becoming the new heir.
------End of Flashback---------
"That was a good feeling," smiled Ryo as he continued to stare at the ceiling. "Maybe I should hide my skills and only use them when I necessarily need to use them," thought Ryo. "But I need to practice," he countered. "I'll practice when nobody is around. Have my own secret place. Yeah that's it. Act just like a normal teenager. Man, I'm good," Ryo smiled at his brilliant plan. *Yawn* 'I better go to sleep. I'm going to have a long day tomorrow,' yawned Ryo as he closed his eyes, and feel asleep.
"Ryo wake up," Toji as gently shook him.
Ryo groggily opened his eyes to find his sensei looking down upon him. "Yawn. Alright, I'm awake," he yawned and slowly got up and got ready. He walked to the shed to get his bike and glanced at watch. "I've got an hour till it starts. Maybe I can tour the school around," he said as he pulled the cover revealing his bike. "Well better get going." He turned on the engine, and left for school.
That's it for this chapter. R&R.