Teacher One Half
Disclaimer: Oops, forgot this in the prologue. Anyways, I don't own anything. This computer is my roommates, as well as this furniture. Everything in my room is someone elses. My body belongs to my girlfriend, and I sold my soul for a lollipop a LOOONG time ago. This of course means that Ranma and Please Teacher are not mine either.
Dedication: I dedicate this story to Ralph at Modern Age Comics in my town. He's excellent!
Chapter 1
"Hello! I am Ms. Mizuho Kazami, and I will be your new teacher!" said the attractive woman standing in front of the class.
The reaction from the students seemed to vary on gender. All the guys merely drooled while looking at their new teacher. The girls grumbled about life not being fair and slapped the nearest boy across the back of the head. This was everyone's reaction except for Ranma and Akane.
"Oh no. Please Kami-sama no! What did I do to deserve this?! Do you enjoy watching me SUFFER?!?!" Ranma thought miserably.
Meanwhile, in Heaven, Kami-sama is sitting in a chair, popcorn bowl in hand, and watching reruns of Ranma's life, while laughing at the top of his voice.
While Akane was having a similar reaction to the other girls, hers was a little more intense. "That-that PERVERT! He's practically undressing her with his eyes and he's not even trying to hide it!" Akane growled while her battle aura grew and grew. Obviously, she had mistaken Ranma's look of fear and worry for a lustful gaze.
As Ranma sat thinking about how this was surely going to affect his already chaotic life, he noticed for a spilt second that a shadow had covered him before a very large, heavy object slammed down upon him.
"RANMA NO BAKA!" Akane screamed as she once again used her trusty, pervert bashing, Mallet-sama upon the unsuspecting pigtailed martial artist.
Mizuho looked just in time to see Ranma being turned into something resembling a pancake. Idly, she wondered where the girl with short blue hair had gotten such a large mallet in a place like this.
Mizuho cleared her voice then said, "Excuse me, miss?" Akane turned to look at the her, so Mizuho continued, "I don't know how things are usually done around here, but I will NOT tolerate violence in the classroom. You need to go stand in the hall."
Akane looked at the teacher in shock. She had just given the pervert what he deserved!
"But. but." Akane stammered.
"No buts, miss.?" Mizuho asked.
"Tendo. Akane Tendo." Akane said dejectedly while walking into the hall. Mizuho nodded and looked back to the mallet made crater in the floor, "Right. Well, we need to get him to the nurses office and make sure he is ok."
Ranma immediately jumped up and popped his neck twice, eliciting a shriek of surprise from Mizuho, "Naw, I'm okay teach. Takes a lot more than that to keep me down." Mizuho stared in awe as the young man who should be incapacitated merely stood up and moved his desk over.
Putting two fingers to his mouth, Ranma took a deep breath before letting out a loud, shrill wistle. Instantly, a group of 12 students rushed in, repaired the floor, and rushed out; all in less than 10 seconds.
"Wow" Daisuke said, somewhat impressed, "they are even faster than last year." Hiroshi nodded in agreement, "Yeah, the Furinkan High Martial Arts Building Repair Club is the best there is."
While everyone nodded in agreement, Mizuho sweatdropped slightly, "Martial Arts Building Repair Club?" she thought to herself. Finally coming out of her stupor, she turned to Ranma, who had by this point already set his desk back in place and was falling asleep on it.
Mizuho walked up to the napping martial artist and tapped his shoulder to get his attention, "Excuse me, but who are you?"
Ranma looked up from his near comatose position into her eyes. He had to admit to himself, she was very attractive and the aura of kindness she radiated was on par with Kasumis. Finally realizing what she had asked him, Ranma scratched the base of his pigtail nervously and said, "I'm Ranma Saotome, of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts."
Mizuho smiled sweetly at him and said, "Well, I am glad that you are not hurt, and it s nice to meet you Mr. Saotome."
Ranma grimaced slightly, "Please, just Ranma. Mr. Saotome sounds like my pop."
Mizuho smiled again and said, "Alright, I'll just call you Ranma, as long as you stay awake for my class, okay?" With that, she gave him a small wink and turned back to the front of the class. Amazingly enough, Ranma managed to stay awake the entire class.
After school, Ranma and Akane were walking back to the dojo, with Ranma on top of the fence as usual. Akane was busy yelling at him.
"I can't believe you got me in trouble with the new teacher, Ranma. And on the first day!" Akane vented in a less violent manner for once.
"Hey!" Ranma retorted from atop the fence, "You were the one who hit me, Akane. Don't go blamin me for something you did."
Akane stopped and gave Ranma a death glare, "You were staring at her, you pervert!"
With this, Ranma stopped and turned to look at Akane, a fierce scowl on his face. He knew he wasn't the sharpest sword around, but even HE wasn't that stupid. How could Akane think that he was a pervert after all this time?
Had he really wanted to, he could have easily gotten both Shampoo and Kodachi, maybe even Ukyo in the sac with very little effort. Even when Shampoo glomped him and rubbed herself against him, he didn't give in and let himself go. Yet still Akane thought he was a pervert.
Ranma jumped down and brought his face close to Akanes, so that their noses were mere inches apart, "Akane, listen up. First of all, I wasn't having any perverted thought or nothing about the new teacher, no matter what you say. Secondly, why should you care? It's not like ya like me or nothin, right ya uncute tomboy?"
Akane seethed with rage from Ranma's insult. Acting on instinct, she pulled her mallet out and attempted to belt Ranma into low earth orbit. However, something different happened this time. Instead of the familiar sound and feel of mallet on flesh, Akane met with empty space. The inertia caused her to spin 180 degrees before falling hard on her posterior.
Ranma merely looked down from the house he was standing on after jumping to avoid the attack from his unwanted fiancé. Sighing to himself, Ranma took off in the direction of the Tendo Dojo, hopping from roof to roof.
Dinner that night was tense. Akane and Ranma ate in silence and answered any questions directed at them as short as possibly. Finally finished, Ranma stood up and began walking away from the table.
Genma was beginning to get very angry. He could practically see his early retirement slipping down the drain. He got up and launched himself at his wayward son crying, "Boy! You need to apologize to Akane this instant!"
Ranma turned his head slightly, a dark frown easily apparent, to see the idiot attacking him. Ranma lashed out with a quick donkey kick with his left leg, catching Genma in the stomach and forcing the air out of his lungs. Ranma didn't stop as he followed up with a left elboy to Genma's mouth, knocking a few teeth out in doing so. Finally, Ranma ended it with a right handed open palm thrust infused with a sizeable amount of chi to Genmas chest.
The blast sent Genma through the Tendo wall, through the wall surrounding the dojo, and into the wall of the neighboring house. Everyone stared at the hole made by the part-time panda for a moment before turning back to Ranma. What they saw frightened them to no end. There stood Ranma, his hand still extended in the attack, with a look of barely controlled rage on his face.
"I ain't in the mood Oyaji." Ranma said darkly before walking outside and leaping into the night sky.
After he was gone, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. Ranma's fierce look had scared them all. Gone was the good natured, arrogant martial artist they had all known for so long. Something else was there now in its place.
Akane looked longingly at where Ranma had jumped off to, "Ranma." she said, then wiped a tear from her eye.
Ranma was sitting on top of a building, looking at the stars. It was a small apartment complex a couple miles away from the dojo, though it took him only a few minutes.
Looking down off the roof, Ranma noticed there was a moving van full of boxes in the driveway, apparently the apartment had a new renter. Looking closer, he realized he recognized the new tenant.
"Ms. Kazami?" he asked himself.
Mizuho heard him however, and looked around for a moment before looking up and seeing Ranma there. She let out a startled, small shriek, and dropped the box she was carrying.
"R-Ranma? What are you doing up there?" she asked looking up to him.
Ranma shrugged and said, "Just lookin at the stars is all. Sorry I bothered you."
Mizuho waived off the apology and smiled at Ranma, "Not at all. So, you live here too?"
"Naw" Ranma said while shaking his head, "I live in a dojo a couple miles away. I just needed to get out and this place seemed as good as any." Ranma then eyed the boxes for a moment and asked, "You need any help with those?"
Mizuho smiled at him. He might seem to be rough around the edges, but he also seemed very nice, "Yes, I would appreciate that very much Ranma."
Ranma smiled back and jumped off the roof of the four story apartment complex, landing right in front of Mizuho. She let out a startled gasp, but managed not to shriek.
Composing herself once again, Mizuho smiled and said, "Let's get to work!"
So for the next hour the two moved the boxes inside until only one that Mizuho had instructed be left alone was remaining.
"Now Ranma" she said, "This box is very heavy, so I think we should carry it together."
Ranma leaned down, picked up the box, and held it with one hand, "Umm. this one Ms. Kazami?"
Poor Mizuho's eyes widened in shock. The contents of the box were over 150 pounds and he was holding it like it was light as a feather. Nodding meekly, Mizuho led Ranma inside and showed him where to set the box.
"Well, is that it?" Ranma asked while looking around the apartment. It was pretty large, with a full sized kitchen, living room, and bathroom. It even had a balcony overlooking the district.
Mizuho looked around as well. They had moved everything in record time with Ranma's incredible strength on their side. Finally she nodded and said, "Yes, that appears to be everything."
"Well, seeya at school tomorrow then" Ranma said with a smile and turned to leave. However, a hand on his shoulder stopped him cold.
Ranma turned to see Mizuho studying him carefully. Instead of the warm smile she usually had, there was a much more serious expression that actually looked like she was pouting. Ranma had to keep himself from staring, she looked really cute.
After a moments silence, Mizuho broke the silence, "It was you, wasn't it?"
"Uhh." Ranma answered intelligently.
"It was you that saw me the other night next to my ship, wasn't it?" Mizuho asked with a small frown.
Ranma backed away nervously, "Uhh, I dunno bout that teach. I gotte get goin, school night and all. Bye now!"
With that, Ranma ran out and leaped into the Nerima night sky. Mizuho ran out the door as well before calling out, "Marie! Track that boy and transport him to the ship now, the is a PRIORITY ONE!"
A bright light formed around Ranma while he was still in midair. Before he could react, there was a bright flash as the light consumed him.
End Chapter 1
Authors Notes:
BWAAA! I am evil leaving it there. Sorry, I truly intended to make this longer, but I need to get some sleep, and I simply can't leave a chapter and come back to it later. I never get the right flow again, ah well. Also, sorry for the bit of darkness in this chapter. Theres a good reason, I assure you (now if I can just remember what that reason is.)
I'd like to say thanks for the reviews, and answer what questions I can. Lord Raa - I plan on throwing in the aliens of OT, but that's probably it. And as for a new sutor for Ranma. That is a secret! =^_^= Redcomet207 - Don't even joke about sending Kuno here.*shivers in fear of bad poetry* Paul C. Heintz - The scouts will most likely not make an appearance. Merely did that cameo for humor. Will probably do the same with a few other series. I have an idea about how Mizuho is half human, but youll have to wait to see what it is. No, Ranma wont have standstills. The Ranma world will actually be a mix of the anime and manga. Im more familiar with the anime, but the manga has some things I want to include as well (Ryu Kumon especially). Please Teacher is the anime. This takes place after the Saffron battle in Ranma. This will show through a lot in the next chapter or 2. Thanks for the review, actually made me think more about where this story is heading.
Sorry for the ridiculously long authors notes, but I got a few more things to say. Sorry this was still so short. As I said, when I finally sit down to write, I have to go non-stop until I am finished with the chapter. It's 2am right now, and I got classes at 8. I will probably update once a week or every other week. I swear I will never take more than a month. Well, I am off to sleep now. Please R&R and tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: Oops, forgot this in the prologue. Anyways, I don't own anything. This computer is my roommates, as well as this furniture. Everything in my room is someone elses. My body belongs to my girlfriend, and I sold my soul for a lollipop a LOOONG time ago. This of course means that Ranma and Please Teacher are not mine either.
Dedication: I dedicate this story to Ralph at Modern Age Comics in my town. He's excellent!
Chapter 1
"Hello! I am Ms. Mizuho Kazami, and I will be your new teacher!" said the attractive woman standing in front of the class.
The reaction from the students seemed to vary on gender. All the guys merely drooled while looking at their new teacher. The girls grumbled about life not being fair and slapped the nearest boy across the back of the head. This was everyone's reaction except for Ranma and Akane.
"Oh no. Please Kami-sama no! What did I do to deserve this?! Do you enjoy watching me SUFFER?!?!" Ranma thought miserably.
Meanwhile, in Heaven, Kami-sama is sitting in a chair, popcorn bowl in hand, and watching reruns of Ranma's life, while laughing at the top of his voice.
While Akane was having a similar reaction to the other girls, hers was a little more intense. "That-that PERVERT! He's practically undressing her with his eyes and he's not even trying to hide it!" Akane growled while her battle aura grew and grew. Obviously, she had mistaken Ranma's look of fear and worry for a lustful gaze.
As Ranma sat thinking about how this was surely going to affect his already chaotic life, he noticed for a spilt second that a shadow had covered him before a very large, heavy object slammed down upon him.
"RANMA NO BAKA!" Akane screamed as she once again used her trusty, pervert bashing, Mallet-sama upon the unsuspecting pigtailed martial artist.
Mizuho looked just in time to see Ranma being turned into something resembling a pancake. Idly, she wondered where the girl with short blue hair had gotten such a large mallet in a place like this.
Mizuho cleared her voice then said, "Excuse me, miss?" Akane turned to look at the her, so Mizuho continued, "I don't know how things are usually done around here, but I will NOT tolerate violence in the classroom. You need to go stand in the hall."
Akane looked at the teacher in shock. She had just given the pervert what he deserved!
"But. but." Akane stammered.
"No buts, miss.?" Mizuho asked.
"Tendo. Akane Tendo." Akane said dejectedly while walking into the hall. Mizuho nodded and looked back to the mallet made crater in the floor, "Right. Well, we need to get him to the nurses office and make sure he is ok."
Ranma immediately jumped up and popped his neck twice, eliciting a shriek of surprise from Mizuho, "Naw, I'm okay teach. Takes a lot more than that to keep me down." Mizuho stared in awe as the young man who should be incapacitated merely stood up and moved his desk over.
Putting two fingers to his mouth, Ranma took a deep breath before letting out a loud, shrill wistle. Instantly, a group of 12 students rushed in, repaired the floor, and rushed out; all in less than 10 seconds.
"Wow" Daisuke said, somewhat impressed, "they are even faster than last year." Hiroshi nodded in agreement, "Yeah, the Furinkan High Martial Arts Building Repair Club is the best there is."
While everyone nodded in agreement, Mizuho sweatdropped slightly, "Martial Arts Building Repair Club?" she thought to herself. Finally coming out of her stupor, she turned to Ranma, who had by this point already set his desk back in place and was falling asleep on it.
Mizuho walked up to the napping martial artist and tapped his shoulder to get his attention, "Excuse me, but who are you?"
Ranma looked up from his near comatose position into her eyes. He had to admit to himself, she was very attractive and the aura of kindness she radiated was on par with Kasumis. Finally realizing what she had asked him, Ranma scratched the base of his pigtail nervously and said, "I'm Ranma Saotome, of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts."
Mizuho smiled sweetly at him and said, "Well, I am glad that you are not hurt, and it s nice to meet you Mr. Saotome."
Ranma grimaced slightly, "Please, just Ranma. Mr. Saotome sounds like my pop."
Mizuho smiled again and said, "Alright, I'll just call you Ranma, as long as you stay awake for my class, okay?" With that, she gave him a small wink and turned back to the front of the class. Amazingly enough, Ranma managed to stay awake the entire class.
After school, Ranma and Akane were walking back to the dojo, with Ranma on top of the fence as usual. Akane was busy yelling at him.
"I can't believe you got me in trouble with the new teacher, Ranma. And on the first day!" Akane vented in a less violent manner for once.
"Hey!" Ranma retorted from atop the fence, "You were the one who hit me, Akane. Don't go blamin me for something you did."
Akane stopped and gave Ranma a death glare, "You were staring at her, you pervert!"
With this, Ranma stopped and turned to look at Akane, a fierce scowl on his face. He knew he wasn't the sharpest sword around, but even HE wasn't that stupid. How could Akane think that he was a pervert after all this time?
Had he really wanted to, he could have easily gotten both Shampoo and Kodachi, maybe even Ukyo in the sac with very little effort. Even when Shampoo glomped him and rubbed herself against him, he didn't give in and let himself go. Yet still Akane thought he was a pervert.
Ranma jumped down and brought his face close to Akanes, so that their noses were mere inches apart, "Akane, listen up. First of all, I wasn't having any perverted thought or nothing about the new teacher, no matter what you say. Secondly, why should you care? It's not like ya like me or nothin, right ya uncute tomboy?"
Akane seethed with rage from Ranma's insult. Acting on instinct, she pulled her mallet out and attempted to belt Ranma into low earth orbit. However, something different happened this time. Instead of the familiar sound and feel of mallet on flesh, Akane met with empty space. The inertia caused her to spin 180 degrees before falling hard on her posterior.
Ranma merely looked down from the house he was standing on after jumping to avoid the attack from his unwanted fiancé. Sighing to himself, Ranma took off in the direction of the Tendo Dojo, hopping from roof to roof.
Dinner that night was tense. Akane and Ranma ate in silence and answered any questions directed at them as short as possibly. Finally finished, Ranma stood up and began walking away from the table.
Genma was beginning to get very angry. He could practically see his early retirement slipping down the drain. He got up and launched himself at his wayward son crying, "Boy! You need to apologize to Akane this instant!"
Ranma turned his head slightly, a dark frown easily apparent, to see the idiot attacking him. Ranma lashed out with a quick donkey kick with his left leg, catching Genma in the stomach and forcing the air out of his lungs. Ranma didn't stop as he followed up with a left elboy to Genma's mouth, knocking a few teeth out in doing so. Finally, Ranma ended it with a right handed open palm thrust infused with a sizeable amount of chi to Genmas chest.
The blast sent Genma through the Tendo wall, through the wall surrounding the dojo, and into the wall of the neighboring house. Everyone stared at the hole made by the part-time panda for a moment before turning back to Ranma. What they saw frightened them to no end. There stood Ranma, his hand still extended in the attack, with a look of barely controlled rage on his face.
"I ain't in the mood Oyaji." Ranma said darkly before walking outside and leaping into the night sky.
After he was gone, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. Ranma's fierce look had scared them all. Gone was the good natured, arrogant martial artist they had all known for so long. Something else was there now in its place.
Akane looked longingly at where Ranma had jumped off to, "Ranma." she said, then wiped a tear from her eye.
Ranma was sitting on top of a building, looking at the stars. It was a small apartment complex a couple miles away from the dojo, though it took him only a few minutes.
Looking down off the roof, Ranma noticed there was a moving van full of boxes in the driveway, apparently the apartment had a new renter. Looking closer, he realized he recognized the new tenant.
"Ms. Kazami?" he asked himself.
Mizuho heard him however, and looked around for a moment before looking up and seeing Ranma there. She let out a startled, small shriek, and dropped the box she was carrying.
"R-Ranma? What are you doing up there?" she asked looking up to him.
Ranma shrugged and said, "Just lookin at the stars is all. Sorry I bothered you."
Mizuho waived off the apology and smiled at Ranma, "Not at all. So, you live here too?"
"Naw" Ranma said while shaking his head, "I live in a dojo a couple miles away. I just needed to get out and this place seemed as good as any." Ranma then eyed the boxes for a moment and asked, "You need any help with those?"
Mizuho smiled at him. He might seem to be rough around the edges, but he also seemed very nice, "Yes, I would appreciate that very much Ranma."
Ranma smiled back and jumped off the roof of the four story apartment complex, landing right in front of Mizuho. She let out a startled gasp, but managed not to shriek.
Composing herself once again, Mizuho smiled and said, "Let's get to work!"
So for the next hour the two moved the boxes inside until only one that Mizuho had instructed be left alone was remaining.
"Now Ranma" she said, "This box is very heavy, so I think we should carry it together."
Ranma leaned down, picked up the box, and held it with one hand, "Umm. this one Ms. Kazami?"
Poor Mizuho's eyes widened in shock. The contents of the box were over 150 pounds and he was holding it like it was light as a feather. Nodding meekly, Mizuho led Ranma inside and showed him where to set the box.
"Well, is that it?" Ranma asked while looking around the apartment. It was pretty large, with a full sized kitchen, living room, and bathroom. It even had a balcony overlooking the district.
Mizuho looked around as well. They had moved everything in record time with Ranma's incredible strength on their side. Finally she nodded and said, "Yes, that appears to be everything."
"Well, seeya at school tomorrow then" Ranma said with a smile and turned to leave. However, a hand on his shoulder stopped him cold.
Ranma turned to see Mizuho studying him carefully. Instead of the warm smile she usually had, there was a much more serious expression that actually looked like she was pouting. Ranma had to keep himself from staring, she looked really cute.
After a moments silence, Mizuho broke the silence, "It was you, wasn't it?"
"Uhh." Ranma answered intelligently.
"It was you that saw me the other night next to my ship, wasn't it?" Mizuho asked with a small frown.
Ranma backed away nervously, "Uhh, I dunno bout that teach. I gotte get goin, school night and all. Bye now!"
With that, Ranma ran out and leaped into the Nerima night sky. Mizuho ran out the door as well before calling out, "Marie! Track that boy and transport him to the ship now, the is a PRIORITY ONE!"
A bright light formed around Ranma while he was still in midair. Before he could react, there was a bright flash as the light consumed him.
End Chapter 1
Authors Notes:
BWAAA! I am evil leaving it there. Sorry, I truly intended to make this longer, but I need to get some sleep, and I simply can't leave a chapter and come back to it later. I never get the right flow again, ah well. Also, sorry for the bit of darkness in this chapter. Theres a good reason, I assure you (now if I can just remember what that reason is.)
I'd like to say thanks for the reviews, and answer what questions I can. Lord Raa - I plan on throwing in the aliens of OT, but that's probably it. And as for a new sutor for Ranma. That is a secret! =^_^= Redcomet207 - Don't even joke about sending Kuno here.*shivers in fear of bad poetry* Paul C. Heintz - The scouts will most likely not make an appearance. Merely did that cameo for humor. Will probably do the same with a few other series. I have an idea about how Mizuho is half human, but youll have to wait to see what it is. No, Ranma wont have standstills. The Ranma world will actually be a mix of the anime and manga. Im more familiar with the anime, but the manga has some things I want to include as well (Ryu Kumon especially). Please Teacher is the anime. This takes place after the Saffron battle in Ranma. This will show through a lot in the next chapter or 2. Thanks for the review, actually made me think more about where this story is heading.
Sorry for the ridiculously long authors notes, but I got a few more things to say. Sorry this was still so short. As I said, when I finally sit down to write, I have to go non-stop until I am finished with the chapter. It's 2am right now, and I got classes at 8. I will probably update once a week or every other week. I swear I will never take more than a month. Well, I am off to sleep now. Please R&R and tell me what you think!