An Onegai Teacher/Ranma crossover
This stuff doesn't belong to me so don't even think they do. Send your flames to Ryouga Hibiki since he will probably get lost with it.
Never Forgetting
Chapter 2: Discovery
Ranma ran back to his tree as he was holding on to one of his most precious prize, the delicious bento made by the Iron Chef Kasumi. No way in hell is he going to miss this lunch, especially when Kasumi made it. He has to eat it all, before the bell rings.
As he lay back onto his favorite spot, he noticed someone was walking up to him. He quickly looked up to see the uncute tomboy coming his way, but what was worst was that the tomboy had a look that made it seem she was going to shoot something out of it. Then there were those snarls of the lips as she walked closer and closer to her final destination.
Crap… Akane is coming, and boy is she pissed, and I haven't eaten my meal yet….
While he continued to stare at her, he saw her clutching a box as if it was her most valuable possession, but to Ranma it was the most feared thing next to him being stuck as a girl and being ravaged by a bunch of Kuno freaks.
Kami-sama… it's a bento! And most definitely its not from Kasumi… and of course Nabiki wouldn't cook at all since she has other plans like take nude pictures of me… which leaves uncute tomboy… Dear Kama-sama…
"Ranma!! What are you doing?!!" Akane's voice had full of hatred and disgust as she stared at her fiancée while clenching and unclenching one fist while using the other to hug her bento to her chest.
"Um….eh…. about to eat?" Ranma held up his bento slightly to show that he opened it and had the most wondrous aroma that easily reached to his nose and made his stomach quake.
Akane glared at Ranma once more as she put one of her hands on her hips, as if she was the boss of the couple.
"Well what were you doing in class hmmmm?"
"Um… listening to the teacher?"
Akane arched an eyebrow while snarling once more.
"And why were you studying?!"
Ranma looked at her with a innocent puppy look.
"Um… wanted to I guess…"
"YOU GUESS?!"
Ranma looked down while sniffing at his food. He wanted her to get out of his face as soon as possible while he could dive into the delicious meal that was created by the matron of the household.
"Uh…yeah… um Akane, can we talk about this later? I'm hungry and I want to eat now."
Hope this excuse works…
Akane's eyes immediately brightened while she grabbed the bento and opened the cover. She had a triumphant smile on her as she looked at Ranma.
"Sure! I made something last night, so since your hungry, you can try it!"
And it's shot to hell… Kami-sama why do you punish me like this… what have I done?! Quick think of an excuse!!
"Um…uh…no thanks… You see I have the bento Kasumi gave me, so uh I'll be okay, ya…"
Ranma lifted up the splendid meal created by the chef of the century.
Akane just glared at Ranma while shoving the bento at him.
"Just one bite! I am sure you will like it!"
Ranma tilted his head up and looked at the gleams of the eyes of the dangerous, impatient tomboy that can poison anything. He knew that if he didn't eat it, he would surely suffer the consequences of the dreadful blunt object of ejecting to the atmosphere or if he did eat it, then he would be kissing his life good bye as he falls down to his weary grave.
Decisions, decisions…like Robert Frost said, take the Road less Traveled…wait that means eat the food! Forget that!
Ranma looked at the food actually more like a charred single-celled organism that seems to bloat and float around in some sewage water. The organism seems to have one-eye and it's staring at straight at the martial artist. What is more dangerous, is that it seems to have lips and it's curling it as if daring the young man and his hungry stomach to even rip one piece of its body.
"No way you uncute tomboy! I already have lunch from Kasumi who can cook way better than you ever can, and I hell as don't want to eat that damn food of yours because I don't want to eat something alive and staring straight at me!"
Immediately by the few sentences of the young man that dare to insult the prize cooking of an impatient individual, Akane Tendo curled her lips in anger as she dropped the bento and reached into empty space to unleash her Hammer of Ejection to HALO (High Altitude Low Orbit) 9000. With a war cry like a Valkyrie off to battle, she swung with all her might, making Tiger Woods look bad in swinging a club.
"RANMA YOU JERK!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Ranma closed his eyes and prayed for a short swift journey as the fate crashed into his face and lifted him up towards the heavens above, but it didn't matter that the fact was he was leaving the Earth, nor was the fact that he had a large bruise the size of a baseball on his head. No the main thing was that he was hungry and that as he flew off, his lunch, his precious bento was on the ground, right next to his favorite tree.
"MY LUNCHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
In the teacher's lounge, only two people sat in chairs that were scattered around the room. The rest of the teachers were already heading to their class since the lunch bell was going to ring in a few minutes. In there was the old, kind secretary who was drinking a small cup of decaf coffee and the newly arrived substitute who just finished cleaning herself from her depressive moment.
Mizuho-sensei sat quietly in her chair while eating a pocky. Pocky is a type of cookie, which are shaped into a stick and dipped into chocolate or whatever flavor. They are very crunchy and delightful snack to many of the Japanese citizens. To Mizuho-sensei, it was more than a delightful snack, it was remembering someone she longed for and was never able to do all the things she wanted to do.
"So dearie, how is Furinkan High treating you? Actually how is your class treating You?" The old lady turned to Mizuho-sensei while emphasizing on the last word.
The new substitute smiled a little while eating another delicious pocky stick.
"Actually it was quite entertaining and interesting…ano… the students are very excited and very nice…ano…but there were some students that seem to remind me a lot of the past and how things were better at that time…"
Lin Yusada raised an eyebrow from the last bit of the sentence.
"The past? Better times? Dearie, Furinkan High's past was full of surprises and chaos. Nothing was ever normal, it's a wonder how this school still stands from all the occurrences that appeal in this area."
Mizuho-sensei grinned while fishing in her box for another pocky.
"Well, yes, these students are rowdy and rambunctious…ano…but I believe that they just need a goal, something to achieve and I think I can help them do that."
The old lady stared at Mizuho-sensei while holding her cup of coffee.
This substitute has a lot of talent in her. She has full of energy and abundance, especially determination of trying to achieve something. No wonder the Principal of Edo High School praised her highly on her educational teachings. Perhaps this school needs someone who believes in educational reform, but in a more positive outlook. She may be the solution to this chaos!
Lin smiled as she tried to envision Furinkan High as a newly reformed school. A school where students rush to eagerly to learn and grasp ideas that were developed around the world, where scholars are not born, but taught to become one.
"Um…ano…Lin-san…can you open a window? It is getting kind of hot in here…ano…" Mizuho-sensei smiled at Lin appreciatively.
"Hai Mizuho-san," replied Lin as she got up and walked straight to the window to unlatch the lock and slide it open.
"Arigato…Lin-…"
Before the lovely substitute could finish her sentence, a flying object soared through the window screaming two words.
"MY LUNCHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Both of the teacher and secretary tracked his flight as he flew into the room and slammed right into a wall where his head was completely inside the wall, perhaps appearing on the other side.
"Oh my…ano…get a nurse! This poor boy has been hurt dreadfully!"
Mizuho-sensei jumped out of her chair and rushed to the body that was in the wall where cracks were starting to from around him and pieces of plaster littered the floor.
Lin just stared at the body that was in the wall. She had seen this many times over and over again, but she still can't believe how it happens.
Before Mizuho-sensei could touch the boy, arms that were plastered to the wall lift itself up and pushed on the wall to force the head out. With a sound of a soda cap being opened, the head snapped out of the wall and the body fell to the floor.
"Ack…stupid tomboy, well this was a better option then her food….ugh…"
Ranma Saotome shuddered as he grabbed his neck and snapped it to the right to get rid of the crick. Then he straightened himself and he dusted himself off. Finally when that was all over, he looked around to find where he is, but before he could really scan the place, his pair of eyes looked forward to see a familiar face.
"Mi…Mizuho-sensei! Um…uh…eh…"
Ranma flushed instantly since his teacher was staring at him. It was an embarrassing moment since he just got out of a wall for the second time and both times, his teacher was there.
Mizuho-sensei's eyes were in total concern as she scanned the boy for any need of medical attention. Once that was done, her eyes slowly distracted itself as they continue to rove around his muscles that seemingly pushed itself out of his t-shirt. Then suddenly when she heard the Ranma calling her name, she immediately snapped to attention, though also slightly flushed in the cheeks.
"Um…ano…Ranma-kun! Um…ano…are you okay! What happened? Who did this? Who hurt you?!"
A flurry of questions erupted from her as her serious personality took form, but with a slight form of anger.
"Who is the culprit Ranma-kun?"
Ranma raised a hand and scratched his head as he bent to look at the floor because he couldn't see eye to eye with his teacher when she was basically staring at him in an interrogating matter.
"Um...ehto…heh…"
Before he could say anything, his substitute teacher turned to Lin with an angry look while having her hips on her shoulders.
"What is going on with this school? Constant fights! People flying through windows and smacking into walls! Why isn't any discipline? Why isn't anyone doing anything about this?"
Lin looked at Mizuho-sensei with a sad look; she slowly shook her head as she spoke her words softly.
"That is because there is no discipline… Most of the teachers are already frustrated enough with the constant hassle of students not willing to learn… And most of all it seems the principal hasn't taken consideration to the problems ever since he came back from his vacation to Hawaii… He just sits in his room…"
Mizuho-sensei tapped her lip as she heard the explanation from Lin. If the principal has not done anything, then perhaps he is not informed about it!
"Very well…lets us see if he understands the problem well enough!"
The substitute teacher turned toward the door and immediately walked to the principal's office with a slight annoyance that was only caused by the fact that the principal has not taken any consideration for the safety of the students.
As she walked towards there, Ranma was finally able to get out of his stupid stuttering and realize what she was going to do.
"OH NO! She is heading to the principal! I got to save her!"
Ranma immediately took one step and when he did, he sudden became very dizzy and nauseous.
"Damn…Akane's blow was a bit too hard…"
Ranma slide toward the floor while grabbing a table to try to steady himself, but the world spun in a never-ending circular motion that made him think he was back in the ocean, swimming to Japan from China because of his lazy father who didn't want to spend on plane tickets.
"Ugh… Mizuho-sensei… I..I will save you…"
Ranma gripped the table as hard as he could as he tried to get up once more, but the world seem to trip him back to the ground again as his body flopped to the floor.
"Mizuho-sensei…."
Mizuho-sensei stood in front of the door to the crazed principal and with a final huff of breath she knocked on the door. Then she crossed her arms to wait for the acknowledgement to enter, but it didn't happen. After waiting for a minute with no response, she finally just turned the door with impatience and annoyance without being acknowledged. But as she entered the principal's office, she would have never believed the principal was that crazy…til now.
Standing in front of her was an entrance to a new place. Not even considered Japan anymore as massive palm trees seem to cover the corners of the office and coconuts seem to be lying on the floor in random directions. She then turned her head to the middle to see that there was no desk, instead laid a hammock that was strung up, using the palm trees to hold it up and on that hammock was the mighty principal himself.
"Um…Kuno-sama? Ano…Kuno-sama are you awake?"
She stared at the lying form that was on the hammock that was wearing a straw hat on his head to cover his face and blocked out any noise or light.
"zzz...Zzzz…pineapples…hehe….bowl cuts.heeehee…."
Mizuho-sensei sweatdropped slightly as she stared at the prone form of the most powerful man in this school who was purpose to carry his responsibilities with dignity, but instead was lying on a hammock in his boxers with a open shirt. And boy was he ugly compare to Ranma-kun…
"Um…ano…Kuno-sama?"
Mizuho-sensei took a step as she pushed Kuno lightly in order to wake him up, which of course wasn't working since the principal moved to the side to avoid the push.
Finally out of pent of frustration, Mizuho-sensei gave a hard shove to Kuno while yelling at him.
"KUNO-SAMA, WAKE UP!!!!!"
Prinicpal Kuno fell off his hammock from the push and smacked right into the ground face first which made him leap into the air and grab his face while moaning in pain.
"Who dare defies the big Kahuna while he is taking his nap!"
Prinicpal Kuno rubbed his eyes as he tried to take out the drowsiness off his eyes.
"I will have you eating pineapples for the rest of your…..eh?"
As his hazy eyes cleared from the drowsiness he had earlier, he saw some astonishing pair of sexy legs in front of him. Then his perverted eyes decided to travel up to see the short skirt and up the curves of the body and the vest where two large globular objects stood out. Finally he was able to look right up to the beautiful face that had that exotic pink hair with an original hairstyle.
At that point, Mizuho-sensei suddenly felt quiet nervous since Principal Kuno was staring at him at a very disgusting way. Especially when he lifted his hand to wipe out that spittle of drool that seemed to leak out of his mouth for some no apparent reason.
"Um…ano…Kuno-sama…we um…ano…need to talk…"
Principal Kuno immediately snapped out of his reverie and immediately stood up while coughing lightly.
"Of course, of course, the big kahuna listens to any probs little kiki…"
Mizuho-sensei slightly flushed as she saw the principal stood up with his exposed chest and boxers.
"Um…ano…Kuno-sama…shouldn't you be in a more appropriate attire?"
The principal looked down at his boxers and realize that he was almost naked pretty much.
"Uh..heh…give big kahuna a sec so he could surf up some clothes!"
Kuno-sama immediately picked up his pants from the ground and tried to put them on while Mizuho-sensei turned around out of courtesy, but because of that it allowed her to expose her back portion of her body, especially the tight skirt that exposed the smooth curve of her ass.
Yum…yum… That was all that the principal could think of as he put on his pants and wiped his mouth once more.
"Um…ano…Kuno-sama? Is it alright to turn around now?"
Kuno quickly snapped out of his reverie once more as he buttoned up his shirt.
"Cowabunga kiki, of course, the big kahuna is ready to surf up those waves and listen to anything you have to say, because I'm the big kahuna of this place."
Mizuho-sensei turned around and sighed in relief to see that Kuno-sama was dressed at least somewhat appropriate though green pants doesn't really fit a professional person especially with a powerful position as head of the school. Nor does the fact that Kuno-sama sporting a Hawaiian t-shirt really shows an attentive person to the school's education.
"Um…ano Kuno-sama…I need to discuss about the problems of the school fightings…this is a hinder to all education! Constant fighting will not create a more intelliegent atmosphere in this school! We must enforce discipline and rules!"
To emphasize that Mizuho-sensei swung her palm to her fist.
Kuno-sama nodded as tears came out of his eyes.
"Of course! You believe the same goal as I do!!"
"Um…ano..I do?" Mizuho-sensei brought up an eyebrow in confusion.
"Yes…yes you do little kiki, my sweet Hawaiian maiden! We need rules! All of the little kikis should have buzzcuts! That will teach them to become a better student! Buzzcut them all!!"
"Um…ano..that wasn't I had in mind…"
Prinicpal Kuno paid no attention to that as he shouted in glee and ran around to plan how to give all the children buzzcuts.
"Um…Kuno-sama…"
Mizuho-sensei tried to make the principal listen, but to no effect he wasn't paying attention, especially the fact that he was in his own daydream about shearing hair off.
Mizuho-sensei sighed in resignation, knowing she couldn't really do anything to make the principal do anything right. So as she turned around and was about to walk out, the principal immediately turned around and grabbed her arm while pulling her close.
"Oh little kiki, my Hawaiian maiden, let us juin together to rid of the massive hair problems! Those kikis will be punished and then you and I can share the sun as we bathe in the nice sand…"
Mizuho-sensei tried to push principal Kuno away, but his insanity fueled his strength to pretty much latch on to her. She suddenly felt fear as she realized she can't free herself and thus she wanted to scream and shout for help, but no one was really around to help her since many of the teachers and students fear the insane barber principal.
"How about a pineapple kiki?"
Mizuho-sensei stared at the prinicipal and out of instinctive feminine traits, she raised her voice and screamed for help.
"SOMEBODY HELP…"
But before she could finish, she felt a rush of wind rush all around her as the breeze lifted her hair and what stood before was not the insane principal, but a muscular male with a pigtail.
"Um…sorry Mizuho-sensei, guess I was a bit slow in getting here…gomen…"
Mizuho-sensei clung to her savior, but then pulled herself away from him realizing she was too close to him…she can't do this at this time…not yet anyways.
"Arigato…um…Ranma-kun…"
Ranma immediately had a hand in the back of his head and scratching his head once more while staring at the pretty designs on the floor.
"Um…heh…no problem…"
While that was going on, a flying pineapple flew out of the window from the lethal blow created by Ranma Saotome and as it went into a descending motion, a young wannabe samurai got out of the wall that he was knocked into.
"Damn that foul sorcerer Saotome, he must have conjured some trick to bind me into this wall while allowing him to have his way with the fair flower Mizuho. I will rid him thee and claim the right of my fierce tigress, my pigtail goddess and eh…what is this?"
The Captain of the Kendo, Takawaki Kuno, stared at a rolling object, which seem somewhat like fruit.
"Hmm..a pineapple and what is that string that is burning…?"
Before he could say another word, a loud explosion erupted from his area as he was lifted off the ground and launched through the walls of Furinkan High and landed in the nurse's office where he will be lying on a soft bed while sporting numerous bruises and third-degree burns.
While Mizuho-sensei and Ranma Saotome walked out of the office belonging to the insane principal, a heap of bruised individual rose out of the crumbled wall that seem to be shattered by a powerful blow. As his body fell to the floor, he rolled to his side while groaning a bit from the bruises that seem to bear excruciating pain onto him.
As he finally rolled to one side of the room, his hands touched one of the large palm trees and lifted off a covering to show a hole in the tree. With that he took out a file with information in bearing a person named Kazami Mizuho.
"Hmm..this Hawaiian maiden was born in October 17, 1980 at Edo Hospital at 8:31 am. Blood type O, Measurements 34C –33 -32 has a sister…"
"…father is an archeologist, mother is an scientist… current living residence is unknown…"
In a small classroom where arranged computers where set all around while heaps of computer codes stashed anywhere around the room had about a dozen or so students. Most of them were boys who were geeky glasses and sported pocket protectors, but they were at one side of the room while staring at one single female at the other side who was perusing a computer and reading information concerning about one teacher. They had no eyes of lust; no instead, their eyes were full of fear and submission as they allowed that female to do what she pleased.
Finally as she reached the end of the file, she exited out of the computer and swung to the boys while tapping her lip in thoughtful expression.
"Hmm…Mizuho-sensei, your records seem quite clean, yet there is still something about you that I don't seem to trust..."
As she stood there, one of the boys who were being pushed by the rest finally stumbled forward and quickly got in his knees.
"Um…Nabiki-sama? Um…eh…can we call this as a favor being used?"
Nabiki stopped tapping her lips as she looked down at the pathetic human being lying on the ground before him. She slowly put hands on her hips as she bent down to take a look at the young individual.
Then she lifted up the chin of the young boy and slowly looked at him with a penetrating stare, which the young boy with geeky glasses flinched.
"Of course Hiro…I'll just take that as a favor you owed me… But of course you boys in the Computer Club need to find more info about this teacher…"
Hiro gulped and nodded his head immediately.
"Of course Nabiki-sama, anything you ask! It shall be done."
Nabiki smiled evilly as she smoothed out her skirt that had some wrinkles on it.
"Good…"
Then the bell sounded, which meant the end of lunch and the return to the boring classrooms and lectures.
"Well I guess I should be going then…take care boys…"
Nabiki slowly walked out seductively while the rest of the boys stared at the floor, not wanting to lift up an eye at her knowing that anything can happen if they took a look.
As the bell sounded, Ranma and Mizuho-sensei stared at one another.
"Um..heh..I guess I should go to class now..hehe…." Ranma quickly looked at the floor again, trying to not let Mizuho-sensei think he was staring at her and marveling at her beauty.
Mizuho-sensei smiled out of appreciation and grabbed Ranma's hand to squeeze it.
"Arigato again Ranma-kun.." Then Mizuho-sensei turned and walked away to her next class."
Ranma flushed as he felt his skin contact with hers as if electricity seems to flow out of her and making his hand feel warm and alive. Her skin felt smooth to be held onto, yet the grip was a bit strong.
As she turned the corner Ranma soon realized he had to do something.
"OH CRAP!! Got to get to class!"
Ranma rushed off to get to class while Mizuho-sensei walked toward her classroom.
While at that time, Mizuho-sensei took her hand that she uses to squeeze Ranma's hand and clutch it tightly to her chest. She felt that electricity flow around her hand and made her want to hug him, but she can't. It's not right…now right now. A slight form of tear came out of her eye, but she wipes it away. It wasn't a tear of sadness from before, no…it was a tear of joy, and for knowing she had a chance… a chance to discover him once more, if he lets her…
In class, Ranma sat in his seat and sighed in relief for a second later, the sound of the bell rang. Ranma smirked, as he was gratified that his martial art prowess helped him once more as he narrowly avoided another detention. Ranma didn't like detention since it was the fact that he may have other plans to do something else instead of just sitting there and being stared down by a teacher.
While he sat there, a bunch of the students were chatting and he somewhat picked out some conversation from the girls and boys of the class.
"Man…Mizuho-sensei is so hot!"
"Man she has a fine ass…"
"Yeah, way better than Ms. Hinako…"
One of the boys quickly shook his head as he clutched his heart and stared out with adoring eyes.
"No, no… Ms. Hinako is the finest teacher in all Furinkan, though Ms. Mizuho does look quite pretty… she doesn't come close to Ms. Hinako.."
The other boys stared at him, then arguments erupted in who was prettier and who had the better ass.
The girls stared at the boys in a disgusted look, and then turned to one another to have their own private conversation.
"Hmm…what do you think of the teacher?"
One of the girls brushed her hair as another took out a mirror and checked the lipstick on her mouth.
"I think she is okay…though she seems a bit too nice…"
"What are you talking about? Nice! That is the best teacher to have compare to this math teacher. Stupid Kei-sensei. He hates us all I bet. I don't know why they have him as a teacher."
"Well you know Furinkan, they accept any teachers since there short on it…"
Ranma clenched his fist as he stared at the boys, though he still doesn't know why. Sure he protects females cause there weaker than boys, but yet this anger was a bit different. It was like he was jealous of them…wait jealous? How can that be? I already have three fiancées that want me and especially an uncute one. How can I be jealous? That…that isn't possible? Can it?
But before he could finish, he stared out the window as he tried to think.
I don't get it…why do I feel this way? Mizuho-sensei is my teacher and of course she is the weaker sex and of course a martial artist has a duty to protect the weak, yet what I don't understand is why I feel so protective about her? I usually protect that uncute, built like a brick tomboy that constantly has to vent her anger on me. Why am I feeling like I have more than a duty to protect Mizuho-sensei? It is as if I feel that she wants me to protect her…but that can't be right…its…
"Ranma Saotome!"
Kei-sensei threw a piece of chalk at Ranma who quickly turned his head and raised his right hand to grab the piece of chalk and set it on the desk without blinking an eye.
"Eh…yah Kei-sensei?"
Kei-sensei fumed at the fact that Ranma wasn't paying attention to him for the last twenty minutes since he entered class and everybody settled down to listen to his lectures.
"Ranma Saotome, since you didn't pay attention I guess it means you knows how to do this problem on the board. Would you care to answer it and teach how you got the problem solved?"
"Uh…eh…"
Kei-sensei smirked as he pointed at the chalk at his desk.
"Well you have the chalk Saotome, come, come we haven't had all day. Answer and tell us how you got to solve it."
As Ranma stared at the board, he scratched his head.
"Um..Kei-sensei…uh…..I…eh…"
Before he could think of a quick excuse, his stomach roared as it gave its own damn excuse.
The class immediately exploded in laughter as they saw Ranma clutch his stomach, which rumbled in hunger since he never was able to complete his lunch.
"Ah damn…I didn't finish my meal that Kasumi made…"
Kei-sensei's face turned red from the blood that seems to boil.
"RANMA SAOTOME! BUCKETS HALLWAY NOW!"
Ranma sighed in defeat as he walked out the class while grabbing the buckets of water next to the hallway while hearing some more giggles of the class.
"Hehe way to go Ranma! That is how you show Kei-sensei!"
"Show him whose boss Ranma!"
One girl clasped her hands together while eyes were being starry.
"Ranma the rebel! How romantic!"
Many of the other girls nodded while having hearts flutter around them as they saw the martial artist walk towards the door.
Ranma just grumbled as he walked out of the class and stood in the hallway while holding the buckets of water into the air.
Though he didn't mind missing class since holding buckets is what he did constantly at school and it was a lot more fun since he can train instead of listening to dumb boring lectures from stupid teachers, it bothered him that he was thinking of something important and then was force to lose his thought to a stupid problem.
"Feh…who needs math? I'm going to be the best martial artist in the world. No need for math, I just need to know how to use my fist."
"That is right Ranma, master the fist while I still defeat you with my brain."
Ranma turned to the side to see an approaching figure walking toward him.
"Nabiki…"
Ranma curled his lips in defiance
as he watched one of his hated foe walk up to him seductively with her hips
swaying and her head tilted the side to show a lustful look, but though it
seemed enticing, she was deadly as a snake. They wait til you get close so they
strike and thus its over.
"Oh hello Ranma…fancy meeting you here. Seems you got kicked out of class again hmmm? I guess you overslept again?"
Nabiki smirked as she crossed her hands together while leaning toward Ranma to give another condescending smirk at her quick way to make money.
"So what? I always do this…besides who needs school… I need time to train."
Nabiki lifted up her hands mockingly while nodding her head.
"Of course, of course Saotome-kun, you don't need school, all you have to do is train to be the best at fighting, while doing a few scandalous poses for me in some lingerine underwear and such for the nice crowd. I'm sure the people will be drooling off your skills as a martial artist or is that your curse? After all school will never teach you how to come up with a cure…"
Ranma growled at Nabiki who had her hand patting his cheek.
"Can it Nabiki. I don't need you to insult me for the things I do, especially insulting me about my curse and such."
Nabiki smirked while putting hands on her skirt. She then put her hands in a mocking afraid look."
"Oh? Am I making you angry Ranma? Did the big, bad martial artist getting annoyed by a poor little girl like me? What are you going to do? Beat me up?"
Then she smiled evilly as she waggled a finger at him.
"Oh wait, I forgot, you can't hurt females. That is your duty right because after all we are the weaker sex right? So what are you going to do now Saotome-kun?"
Ranma growled once more as he tightened his grip on the buckets and it forced his knuckles to pure white as anger surged all around him.
Nabiki chuckled lightly as she leaned toward him.
"You can't do diddle squat and you know it. Because if you do, I am sure I can't Akane and the rest of the Nerima Wrecking Crew to come after you. After all, making any little mistake with me can cause the biggest consequence in your life."
Nabiki leaned closer while Ranma shivered, not of fear, but the rage that wants to boil over.
"If you think you have been through hell Ranma-kun, well you got another thing coming to you. I can make it so your soul is ripped apart and make you scream in agony and that I can do with a snap of my fingers. You think I'm afraid of your fist. Sorry big boy, but you are way out of your league if you want to challenge me. Its not brawns anymore hun, its brains, and that is what you lack. After all, like you said you a martial artist doesn't need school, he needs to master his art…"
Nabiki leaned even closer until he her mouth was right next to his ear and she talked in a more lower tone, with a seductive voice as the breathe of her mouth tickled his ear.
"Don't cross me Saotome-kun. Every little mistake you make, I will know…and you will pay hun. So instead of fighting me…submit to me… I'm sure it will be a lot more fun… and perhaps more pleasurable… for you…and maybe even me…"
Nabiki had her hands stroking his back while lowering itself lower and lower and as she finished her speech, she brought a hand to reach Ranma's ass and pinched it.
Ranma nearly jumped up in the air and was about to spill the water, but his instinct took over as fought for balance, which in the end he slowly succeeded in.
Nabiki smirked once more as she leaned back and clapped her hand.
"Bravo Saotome-kun, it seems your martial arts never fail you…except oh what is that..oh yes..except it fails to me."
Nabiki put her hands on her chest to emphasize the point.
Ranma just shook with rage and as he spoke, his voice trembled in fury and vehemence.
"Why..why don't…don't you go to class…Nabiki…"
Nabiki pouted slightly while putting hands on her hips once more.
"You want me to leave so soon Ranma? Well, no matter, you see this school belongs to me, so does the teachers so they don't care how late I am, so I don't need to worry, but since I'm still in a good mood today, out of your sake Saotome-kun, I'll leave and be careful about those buckets…you don't want to trigger your curse outside of class right?"
Nabiki winked seductively at Saotome-kun while lifting a finger to kiss it and pressing it to Ranma's mouth.
"I'll see you later…Saotome-kun…"
Nabiki continued her walk once more as she lazily swung her hips while crossing her arms.
Ranma snarled as he still shook with fury, but as she disappeared down the hallway, Ranma slowly closed his eyes and tried to relax himself through meditative techniques that he learned while at some Buddhist temple.
"Got to relax….can't let Nabiki get to me…can't let her…I just can't…"
As Ranma took deep breathes and slowly let it out, some of the angry slowly burned off, but still a lingering hate still boils in him as he his knuckles changed to purple color from the bruise that was starting to form from the tightening grip of the buckets.
"…Nabiki…you and I will settle…this…I promise…"
As he took another deep breathe, the bell rang once more, signaling the end of school, which immediately doors to classes swung open and students came out in a flood while chatting about the latest rumors and raves.
"Did you know there is a party at my house tonight?"
"Dude, that chick wants you!"
"Nah…"
As the drone of voices continued, Ranma quickly went into class to drop his buckets and then went back outside. He pretty much ignored most of the voices til one very clear and loud one rang in his ear.
My lovely flower! Mizuho-sensei, I have come to bask in your petals of love as I wish to court with you thee for I am the noblest house of Kuno and I, Takawaki wish to…"
Ranma snarled in anger as he clenched his fist and… moved.
While that happened, his pair of buddies, Hiroshi and Daisuke appeared to look for Ranma and saw him standing there while clenching his fist.
"Yo Ranma! There is a party at Yuka…"
Before Hiroshi could finish a person walk in front of Ranma for one second and then walked past him, but then there was no Ranma…
"What the hell?"
Hiroshi and Daisuke blinked to see that the Ranma who was standing there before them suddenly disappear.
"Now come come my lovely flower come and urk..."
Kuno looked down to see a punch right into his stomach, which definitely took his breathe away and when he looked up he saw a malicious face staring at him. The eyes were of pure anger while lips were curled in an angry snarl.
"Stay away from her!!"
Ranma pulled his fist back and as Kuno fell forward slight, Ranma spun to launch a devastating roundhouse kick that punted Kuno out of the window and towards the pool.
Mizuho-sensei gasped at the speed of Ranma's arrival and then she just stared at the power of his kick. She recalled the incident of what happened and she couldn't believe it.
Mizuho-sensei heard the bell ring and she turned to face the class while bowing slightly toward them.
"That..um..concludes our session for today…take care and finish the homework assigned on page 78."
The students quickly bowed to say goodbye while walking out the classroom and as they did, she looked down at the desk to see about two dozen fruits laid before her from the boys of her classes, which she thanked gratefully.
"Such nice kids…"
She then grabbed her briefcase and nodded her head as she walked out of the classroom as everyone was already outside in the hall, advancing toward the exit and as she stepped outside, she heard a familiar voice.
"My lovely flower, let us date!"
Mizuho-sensei turned to the sound to see a familiar…well somewhat familiar being appeared before her with a rose.
"Takawaki?"
She stared at the young man that stood before her who sported numerous amounts of bandages and had antiseptic sprayed all around him since his burns while quite deep.
My lovely flower! Mizuho-sensei, I have come to bask in your petals of love as I wish to court with you thee for I am the noblest house of Kuno and I, Takawaki wish to be with you."
Mizuho-sensei stared at the rose and took it.
"Um…ano…why thank you um…Takawaki…but um..ano I have plans…"
"Of course of course you have plans with me…"
Mizuho-sensei shook her head.
"No Takawaki, I have plans to work, I have to finish these papers…"
Takawaki shook his head while lightly grabbing her head to take her away.
"Now come come my lovely flower come and urk..."
Mizuho-sensei shook her head as she stared at the power what Ranma possessed, but another part of her felt warm in the fact that Ranma was protecting her, it was as if she was some fair maiden to be rescued by her knight in shining armor. She blushed at the fantasy idea, but though it was a mere dream, it seems enchanting idea.
"Um…Mizuho-sensei? Are you okay? Did that Kuno freak try anything?"
Mizuho-sensei turned to the voice and she smiled slightly.
"No, no Ranma-kun, I am fine, see no bruises or anything on me. Arigato."
Mizuho-sensei then giggled a bit.
"Do you save all your teachers from troubles like these?"
Ranma blushed while scratching the back of his head.
"Eh..hehe…..eh…"
Before he could finish, his stomach growled once more, which forced Ranma to sigh.
Mizuho-sensei stopped giggling as she heard the rumbling of Ranma's stomach.
"It seems you didn't eat much did you Ranma-kun?"
Ranma shook his head as he rubbed his tummy.
"No, that stupid tomboy knocked me away from my lunch…boy am I hungry.."
Mizuho-sensei smiled lightly as she reached into her pockets and took out a box of Pocky.
"Would you like some then? I can share with you some of this. I know it isn't much, but it's at least something to eat."
Ranma stared at the Pocky and gave a goofy grin.
"Arigato Mizuho-sensei."
Ranma took a Pocky stick and ate one while Mizuho-sensei took one also to eat one, but while she ate, Ranma looked at her and stared at the way she was eating her Pocky.
Mizuho-sensei quickly realized that Ranma was staring her at her, so her cheeks slightly flushed to a lighter shade of red that easily made her a bit prettier since it enhanced her hair color.
"Um..ano..Ranma-kun…why are you staring at me like that?"
Ranma shook his head.
"Gomen, um…do you believe in déjà vu?"
Mizuho-sensei arched an eyebrow.
"Deja vu?"
Ranma nodded his head.
"Hai…déjà vu, something you think you seen before and perhaps you have. Well it sounds kind of ridiculous, but the way you eat that Pocky reminds me of something, but I have no idea what it was…maybe it is just me…"
Mizuho-sensei's eyes widened a little as Ranma said those words.
Can he? Can he remember? Maybe? Is this possible? But he said he is not quite sure…well…it's a start.
"Well Ranma, if this is not familiar, then at least you are discovering new things in your life."
Ranma grinned.
"Heh..ya…a discovery…"
While they continued to eat, behind a large potted tree stood a lone individual who was holding a camera and zooming in on them as she took snap shoots of them.
"Heh…Saotome-kun like I said every little mistake you make, I will know…and you will pay hun. Heh…boy aren't you going to get it."
As she continued to take snapshots, someone else was watching them too. A lone figure watched the couple, but more importantly looked at the young female that was hiding and taking photos. He arched his eyebrows and craned its head to the side while looking at the young girl who wore a regular Furinkan school uniform. Then he made a slight sound out of his mouth as he smiled a little.
Nabiki Tendo felt something, it was gut instinct that was telling her someone was watching, so she immediately scanned the crowd and as she scanned, she saw something bright, but she blinked and then it was gone.
"Huh? Something yellow…? What was that? Hmm…"
She looked around once more and then she shrugged seeing no one in particular looking at her, knowing that anyone who does will pay dearly for it and the rest of Furinkan High knew that too.
"Must be the sun…"
She turned back and looked at the pair as she zoomed in closer and took more pictures.
"You Saotome-kun, may be my little sister's fiancée, but you belong to me."
And then she turned to look at the young substitute that recently arrived to the school.
"And you Mizuho-sensei, you may have a clean record, but it seems your hiding a bit more than it seems and I plan to find out what it is!"
-End of Chapter C&C are welcome-