Ranma 1/2: part 2
Ranma Saotome was normally quite an easygoing person. Or at least, that's what most people in Nerima, district of Tokyo, thought. The events of the past two years had taken their toll on Ranma, and though nobody saw it, he hurt inside. He was tired of it, tired of rivals, fiances, Jusenkyo curses, the weekly Akane kidnapping, and above all else, the fact that almost everyone in the district hated him. At least, that's the impression he got.(Not a bad impression really.)
Despite rumors to the contrary, and what almost everyone thought, Ranma wasn't stupid. He actually spent quite a bit of time thinking, whether it be in the air from Akane's mallet, waiting for Doctor Tofu, not paying attention in class, or simply watching the stars, which just happened to be one of his favorite pastimes. Stars didn't mock him, hurt him, get mad at him, or tease him. They were just there, for the wandering mind in need of comfort.
Ranma actually had really started to think about the world around him until about a month ago. He had killed Saffron, king of the Phoenix's, and confessed his love for Akane. Not to mention had lost his only cure for his curse, after the whole wedding fiasco. Killing Saffron had made him truly lose his childhood innocence, even if he was evil, and about to kill Akane. Killing was killing, but Ranma had come to terms with it. What he couldn't come to terms with though, was everything else.
Akane had acted as if the whole thing had never happened, continuing to practice anything-goes in the vain hope that she would be able to someday best Ranma, but Ranma was confident that without him around to give the proper training, he had nothing to worry about. He still got malleted, kicked or punched into orbit, but now it was only because he was trying to ignore the tomboy, rather than insult her. Obviously, he just couldn't win with her.
Genma and Soun were mostly absent from his life. Whenever they would spout one of their crazy plans, Ranma was already out the door. While it seemed cowardly at first, Ranma just had to remind the two of the 'Saotome secret technique.'
Happosai had actually decided to do a bit of traveling, saying it would diversify his tastes, meaning that he was merely hoping for different kinds of underwear. He had heard of another district in Tokyo, where there were plenty of girls. 'God help them.' Ranma thought to this.
Ryoga was still getting lost, challenging Ranma to fights every chance he got, though it seemed like the malice had gone out of Ryoga, and he was merely trying to have some fun. Ranma actually did look forward to this, and hoped one day the two could be friends. It seemed Ryoga had somehow come to terms with his curse, relishing the time he got as P-chan. Ranma actually seemed to be fine with this now. All he had to do was picture Akane spilling some hot broth on him, then punching him through the roof. To accentuate this thought, or to remind himself, all he had to do was think of the phrase, "one of these days Ryoga, one of these days, POW!, to the moon!"
The Kuno's were still as annoying as ever. Tatewaki was just an annoying shakesphere poet, Kodachi a witch, and the principal a deranged barber. Easy to get rid of temporarily, but just like a boomerang they always came back when you didn't want them to. Ranma secretly thought that Kuno and Kodachi were mentally insane, which would actually make sense.
Ucchan's and the Nekohanten were still in business, although it was a friendly rivalry. The real rivalry came when the stores were closed. Shampoo was still trying to make some chinese amazon secret help her win Ranma over, often failing, Mousse was still nearsighted and making a fool of himself, and Cologne was still the same old bat who occassionally made Ranma's life a living hell. Ukyo used her charm to try and win Ranma, but he was undeterred. He wasn't sure that he loved her as a lover, but he knew he loved her as a sister.
Ranma cherished all the time he could get by himself, thinking sometimes of how to do something, or get out of something.
One January day, Ranma decided that he needed a lot more time to think about things. He needed to get away for a while.
Which is where our story starts, with one Ranma Saotome, martial artist and accursed of Jusenkyo, knocking on Nabiki Tendo's door.
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"Who is it?" Nabiki asked.
"It's Ranma. I thought you might be interested in a business proposition. One that could save you a LOT of money."
Nabiki opened her door. "I'm interested now. Come in."
Ranma sat down on one of Nabiki's chairs, as Nabiki herself went into business mode. "Okay Saotome. What are you interested in?"
"Information." he said coolly.
"Really." Nabiki said. "What for?"
"That has to do with what I'm going to offer you in exchange." Ranma smirked. "It also depends on if you have any contacts outside Nerima."
"I do." Nabiki returned. "What kind of information are you looking for?"
"Places or people that have to do with the supernatural, or are extraordinary in some way. Also, extraordinarily strong fighters would be good." he told her.
"And what do I get in return?"
Ranma steadied himself. "Nabiki, I've been thinking lately of leaving Nerima for a while. I'm getting tired of the stresses around here, and I've decided to take a training trip. Not only will I get away, but I'll also have the opportunity to see if There are any real challenges for Ranma Saotome anymore. I'd also like to have some students. So, in return Nabiki, I go out of the house for at least a year. Which means no having to repair the house, no having to deal with repair bills, no lawsuits, and one less mouth to feed."
Nabiki's eyes were wide. "You know about all that? You've obviously been thinking more than I thought."
Ranma chuckled darkly. "I've been thinking more than anyone thought. I'll finally be able to get some real world experience, and I don't care how far anyone chases me."
Nabiki nodded. "Alright Ranma. I accept your deal. Now I'll finally be able to save up enough for college. Getting that sort of info shouldn't be too hard."
"I'd also appreciate it if you could find me an escape route. I'm going to leave by night, just to be cautious." he explained.
"I'll try. Ranma, why are you telling me of all people about this?" she asked.
"Because at this point, you're the only one who can help me." he moved toward her window, opening it and about to leap.
"Where are you going?" Nabiki asked.
"To do something I should have done a long time ago. Thank you Nabiki-chan." he said gratefully.
Ranma lept out the window, leaving a very puzzled Nabiki in his wake.
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Ranma hadn't explained to Nabiki one crucial thing though. He was looking for supernatural places in the hope that he could cure his curse. He had almost come to terms with it, but he still had the vain hope that he could be cured. Not to mention the fact that he might be able to challenge these supernatural people if they were fighters. Really though, the reason Ranma thought of the trip was because he just wanted to see the world, what life was like outside of Nerima. There was one challenge he had to face before he left though....
Ranma slowly approached Nerima's only graveyard. It was a small area, but relatively clean. A place in which the residents of Nerima were confident would satisfy the spirits of their loved ones. Kind of like the kind of cemetery in Charles' Dickens' "A Christmas Carol."
Ranma had brought with him a tombstone for some reason. Choosing a relatively nice spot between two gravestones, he implanted the tombstone into the ground, making sure the stone held by melting the metal with his ki energy. With the stone firmly implanted, he began to emit a faint ray of ki from his finger, making several kanji symbols on the surface. Finished, he took out his hands, beginning to pray. After a few moments, he began to speak.
"Greetings honored one. I might as well get straight to the point, sir, so forgive me if I'm blunt." he paused. "I'm sorry if I may have offended you, doing what I did. I only did it to protect what I thought was a loved one. I also did it because that is what a martial artist does, protect the ones who cannot protect themseleves. I am not asking for forgivness, but I do hope that the Kami will take mercy on you, perhaps resurrecting you as an individual who thinks a little more. I do hope I meet you again, so I can apologize to you in person. Sleep well mighty king. 'Til we meet again." Ranma finished.
If one could read kanji, this symbols would have translated to this:
SAFFRON
KING OF THE PHOENIX TRIBE
UNKNOWN-1996
PROTECTOR OF HIS PEOPLE
SPECTACULAR WARRIOR
GOD OF MT. PHOENIX
MADE A DIFFERENCE IN A YOUNG MAN'S LIFE
Ranma slowly walked away. For miles around, the only sound that could be heard was the distinct howl of the wind. No one saw the single tear that dropped from the pigtailed boy's eye.
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The week before Ranma's training trip passed without much incident, other than the day he went out for supplies, afterwards giving Akane the excuse that he was in his girl form, shopping for lingere. Of course, he got malleted for that.
Nabiki had been true to her word, and the day before the trip, she made sure to give him a full itinerary, with the closest of the people and places first on the list, and the ones farther away on the bottom.
She also gave him a detailed escape route, for use at midnight. The route was nonconventional, but alright. 'I guess holding on to the car of a speeding train can't be too bad.' he thought. 'Compared to swimming.'
He made sure to give his goodbyes to the appropriate people. Kasumi bid him farewell, making him a special bento for the trip. He gave her a rather tight hug, then went on his way. His mother wept a little, but was confident the trip was for the best, after seeing the inside of the Tendo dojo. He was given several high currency yen notes which he tried to refused, but Nodoka insisted, so he gave in.
After about six hours of holding on to the back of the train, Ranma lept off in a wide part of the countryside, ,many, many miles from Tokyo, and his destination. Ranma was headed for Jubaan, another Tokyo district. It could have taken him only a few hours to get there from Nerima, but Ranma wanted to take no chances with the Nerima wrecking crew.
Wandering through the various districts and the surrounding countryside, Ranma fell into what he felt would hopefully be his usual traveling routine. He put on weights and trained for about two hours at his very best. While moving, he would run while on some sort of small path, such as a fence, making sure to keep his heavy pack on. This improved balance, speed, and strength. He periodically lept onto small poles, or others of the like to keep agility up. He of course stopped to eat every once in a while, and made camp as night fell. Mostly though, it was traveling and training. The traveling actually seemed to do the training on it's own, however, and this afforded Ranma plenty of time to think, which he cherished.
It actually was more of a challenge then his training at present, because he wanted his time to think to be used to try and solve some of his problems back home. He knew that he would have to probably have to go back to Nerima eventually, and he would have to be ready when he did.
Two weeks later, he reached his destination. He took out the itinerary, making sure this was the place. He wasn't Ryoga, but still..
He checked the paper, and sure enough, there it was.
Juuban, District of Tokyo. Known for periodic demon sightings, claims of magic, and the rumored Pretty Magical Sailor Senshi.
It looked to be an interesting beginning.
A/N: So how did you like it? Anyone who flames me is subject to Ranma's wrath. Yes, this is a crossover with Sailor Moon(along with several others) but thankfully, Ranma will not be aided by magic in Youma fights, nor will he become a Senshi.
Ranma: Hi! Ranma here. On the next episode, I finally come to Juuban for the first time, hoping to find the Sailor Senshi. But before I can count on their help, I have to defeat all of the Senshi myself! Next time on Spiritual journey:
Magical pretty soldiers of the stars!
Ranma is challenged by the Sailor Senshi.
Ranma Saotome was normally quite an easygoing person. Or at least, that's what most people in Nerima, district of Tokyo, thought. The events of the past two years had taken their toll on Ranma, and though nobody saw it, he hurt inside. He was tired of it, tired of rivals, fiances, Jusenkyo curses, the weekly Akane kidnapping, and above all else, the fact that almost everyone in the district hated him. At least, that's the impression he got.(Not a bad impression really.)
Despite rumors to the contrary, and what almost everyone thought, Ranma wasn't stupid. He actually spent quite a bit of time thinking, whether it be in the air from Akane's mallet, waiting for Doctor Tofu, not paying attention in class, or simply watching the stars, which just happened to be one of his favorite pastimes. Stars didn't mock him, hurt him, get mad at him, or tease him. They were just there, for the wandering mind in need of comfort.
Ranma actually had really started to think about the world around him until about a month ago. He had killed Saffron, king of the Phoenix's, and confessed his love for Akane. Not to mention had lost his only cure for his curse, after the whole wedding fiasco. Killing Saffron had made him truly lose his childhood innocence, even if he was evil, and about to kill Akane. Killing was killing, but Ranma had come to terms with it. What he couldn't come to terms with though, was everything else.
Akane had acted as if the whole thing had never happened, continuing to practice anything-goes in the vain hope that she would be able to someday best Ranma, but Ranma was confident that without him around to give the proper training, he had nothing to worry about. He still got malleted, kicked or punched into orbit, but now it was only because he was trying to ignore the tomboy, rather than insult her. Obviously, he just couldn't win with her.
Genma and Soun were mostly absent from his life. Whenever they would spout one of their crazy plans, Ranma was already out the door. While it seemed cowardly at first, Ranma just had to remind the two of the 'Saotome secret technique.'
Happosai had actually decided to do a bit of traveling, saying it would diversify his tastes, meaning that he was merely hoping for different kinds of underwear. He had heard of another district in Tokyo, where there were plenty of girls. 'God help them.' Ranma thought to this.
Ryoga was still getting lost, challenging Ranma to fights every chance he got, though it seemed like the malice had gone out of Ryoga, and he was merely trying to have some fun. Ranma actually did look forward to this, and hoped one day the two could be friends. It seemed Ryoga had somehow come to terms with his curse, relishing the time he got as P-chan. Ranma actually seemed to be fine with this now. All he had to do was picture Akane spilling some hot broth on him, then punching him through the roof. To accentuate this thought, or to remind himself, all he had to do was think of the phrase, "one of these days Ryoga, one of these days, POW!, to the moon!"
The Kuno's were still as annoying as ever. Tatewaki was just an annoying shakesphere poet, Kodachi a witch, and the principal a deranged barber. Easy to get rid of temporarily, but just like a boomerang they always came back when you didn't want them to. Ranma secretly thought that Kuno and Kodachi were mentally insane, which would actually make sense.
Ucchan's and the Nekohanten were still in business, although it was a friendly rivalry. The real rivalry came when the stores were closed. Shampoo was still trying to make some chinese amazon secret help her win Ranma over, often failing, Mousse was still nearsighted and making a fool of himself, and Cologne was still the same old bat who occassionally made Ranma's life a living hell. Ukyo used her charm to try and win Ranma, but he was undeterred. He wasn't sure that he loved her as a lover, but he knew he loved her as a sister.
Ranma cherished all the time he could get by himself, thinking sometimes of how to do something, or get out of something.
One January day, Ranma decided that he needed a lot more time to think about things. He needed to get away for a while.
Which is where our story starts, with one Ranma Saotome, martial artist and accursed of Jusenkyo, knocking on Nabiki Tendo's door.
******************************
"Who is it?" Nabiki asked.
"It's Ranma. I thought you might be interested in a business proposition. One that could save you a LOT of money."
Nabiki opened her door. "I'm interested now. Come in."
Ranma sat down on one of Nabiki's chairs, as Nabiki herself went into business mode. "Okay Saotome. What are you interested in?"
"Information." he said coolly.
"Really." Nabiki said. "What for?"
"That has to do with what I'm going to offer you in exchange." Ranma smirked. "It also depends on if you have any contacts outside Nerima."
"I do." Nabiki returned. "What kind of information are you looking for?"
"Places or people that have to do with the supernatural, or are extraordinary in some way. Also, extraordinarily strong fighters would be good." he told her.
"And what do I get in return?"
Ranma steadied himself. "Nabiki, I've been thinking lately of leaving Nerima for a while. I'm getting tired of the stresses around here, and I've decided to take a training trip. Not only will I get away, but I'll also have the opportunity to see if There are any real challenges for Ranma Saotome anymore. I'd also like to have some students. So, in return Nabiki, I go out of the house for at least a year. Which means no having to repair the house, no having to deal with repair bills, no lawsuits, and one less mouth to feed."
Nabiki's eyes were wide. "You know about all that? You've obviously been thinking more than I thought."
Ranma chuckled darkly. "I've been thinking more than anyone thought. I'll finally be able to get some real world experience, and I don't care how far anyone chases me."
Nabiki nodded. "Alright Ranma. I accept your deal. Now I'll finally be able to save up enough for college. Getting that sort of info shouldn't be too hard."
"I'd also appreciate it if you could find me an escape route. I'm going to leave by night, just to be cautious." he explained.
"I'll try. Ranma, why are you telling me of all people about this?" she asked.
"Because at this point, you're the only one who can help me." he moved toward her window, opening it and about to leap.
"Where are you going?" Nabiki asked.
"To do something I should have done a long time ago. Thank you Nabiki-chan." he said gratefully.
Ranma lept out the window, leaving a very puzzled Nabiki in his wake.
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Ranma hadn't explained to Nabiki one crucial thing though. He was looking for supernatural places in the hope that he could cure his curse. He had almost come to terms with it, but he still had the vain hope that he could be cured. Not to mention the fact that he might be able to challenge these supernatural people if they were fighters. Really though, the reason Ranma thought of the trip was because he just wanted to see the world, what life was like outside of Nerima. There was one challenge he had to face before he left though....
Ranma slowly approached Nerima's only graveyard. It was a small area, but relatively clean. A place in which the residents of Nerima were confident would satisfy the spirits of their loved ones. Kind of like the kind of cemetery in Charles' Dickens' "A Christmas Carol."
Ranma had brought with him a tombstone for some reason. Choosing a relatively nice spot between two gravestones, he implanted the tombstone into the ground, making sure the stone held by melting the metal with his ki energy. With the stone firmly implanted, he began to emit a faint ray of ki from his finger, making several kanji symbols on the surface. Finished, he took out his hands, beginning to pray. After a few moments, he began to speak.
"Greetings honored one. I might as well get straight to the point, sir, so forgive me if I'm blunt." he paused. "I'm sorry if I may have offended you, doing what I did. I only did it to protect what I thought was a loved one. I also did it because that is what a martial artist does, protect the ones who cannot protect themseleves. I am not asking for forgivness, but I do hope that the Kami will take mercy on you, perhaps resurrecting you as an individual who thinks a little more. I do hope I meet you again, so I can apologize to you in person. Sleep well mighty king. 'Til we meet again." Ranma finished.
If one could read kanji, this symbols would have translated to this:
SAFFRON
KING OF THE PHOENIX TRIBE
UNKNOWN-1996
PROTECTOR OF HIS PEOPLE
SPECTACULAR WARRIOR
GOD OF MT. PHOENIX
MADE A DIFFERENCE IN A YOUNG MAN'S LIFE
Ranma slowly walked away. For miles around, the only sound that could be heard was the distinct howl of the wind. No one saw the single tear that dropped from the pigtailed boy's eye.
******************************************
The week before Ranma's training trip passed without much incident, other than the day he went out for supplies, afterwards giving Akane the excuse that he was in his girl form, shopping for lingere. Of course, he got malleted for that.
Nabiki had been true to her word, and the day before the trip, she made sure to give him a full itinerary, with the closest of the people and places first on the list, and the ones farther away on the bottom.
She also gave him a detailed escape route, for use at midnight. The route was nonconventional, but alright. 'I guess holding on to the car of a speeding train can't be too bad.' he thought. 'Compared to swimming.'
He made sure to give his goodbyes to the appropriate people. Kasumi bid him farewell, making him a special bento for the trip. He gave her a rather tight hug, then went on his way. His mother wept a little, but was confident the trip was for the best, after seeing the inside of the Tendo dojo. He was given several high currency yen notes which he tried to refused, but Nodoka insisted, so he gave in.
After about six hours of holding on to the back of the train, Ranma lept off in a wide part of the countryside, ,many, many miles from Tokyo, and his destination. Ranma was headed for Jubaan, another Tokyo district. It could have taken him only a few hours to get there from Nerima, but Ranma wanted to take no chances with the Nerima wrecking crew.
Wandering through the various districts and the surrounding countryside, Ranma fell into what he felt would hopefully be his usual traveling routine. He put on weights and trained for about two hours at his very best. While moving, he would run while on some sort of small path, such as a fence, making sure to keep his heavy pack on. This improved balance, speed, and strength. He periodically lept onto small poles, or others of the like to keep agility up. He of course stopped to eat every once in a while, and made camp as night fell. Mostly though, it was traveling and training. The traveling actually seemed to do the training on it's own, however, and this afforded Ranma plenty of time to think, which he cherished.
It actually was more of a challenge then his training at present, because he wanted his time to think to be used to try and solve some of his problems back home. He knew that he would have to probably have to go back to Nerima eventually, and he would have to be ready when he did.
Two weeks later, he reached his destination. He took out the itinerary, making sure this was the place. He wasn't Ryoga, but still..
He checked the paper, and sure enough, there it was.
Juuban, District of Tokyo. Known for periodic demon sightings, claims of magic, and the rumored Pretty Magical Sailor Senshi.
It looked to be an interesting beginning.
A/N: So how did you like it? Anyone who flames me is subject to Ranma's wrath. Yes, this is a crossover with Sailor Moon(along with several others) but thankfully, Ranma will not be aided by magic in Youma fights, nor will he become a Senshi.
Ranma: Hi! Ranma here. On the next episode, I finally come to Juuban for the first time, hoping to find the Sailor Senshi. But before I can count on their help, I have to defeat all of the Senshi myself! Next time on Spiritual journey:
Magical pretty soldiers of the stars!
Ranma is challenged by the Sailor Senshi.