Disclaimer: Ranma Nibunoichi a.k.a. Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko Takahashi, all characters belong to her and are the property of Vis comics and Vis video.
This Fanfic is created for fun; the only thing I own is the plot and actions described
The original author of this idea is Guyver (Ctong1@ipoline.com)
"Speech" (duh)
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-Signs-
(Authors notes)
One Half of One Chapter two
"Too Late? Already here..." The words were spoken amongst utter silence as the boy casually flicked Kuno's sword off his forearm. Everyone was shocked, even the two about to beat on their favorite plaything, here was standing a true blue copy of Ranma. Although, copy may have been too strong a word, this *New* Ranma was tall muscular and had a deadly glint in his eyes that totally opposed the quiet boy that shared his face.
"Do mine eyes doth deceive me? Has the Vile Saotome's Dark Magic's actually produced another?" Kuno's Mind tried to rationalize the images he saw, and did its usual job and acted the samurai. Mousse, who was more acquainted with magic, just shrugged it off as a simple copy spell, nothing more than a cheep facsimile. Boy was he wrong. "Foul being of dark magic, prepare to meet mine own righteous blade and be thwarted by the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High!" Kuno's charge was abruptly stopped before he could even start by a fist planted in his abdomen by the 'Clone' of Ranma.
*Ranma* was tired of waiting, the speech was even worse, so when he saw an opening he took it, and laid Kuno out. Removing his fist he spun around in seeming slow motion and snap kicked the wannabe samurai across the schoolyard. He didn't stop there, sprinting after the flying boy he seemed to disappear at times as he moved faster than most could track. Stopping a few feet from the kendoist he held up his palm and caught the flying boy's face, dropping Kuno on the spot.
Mousse was shaken, this wasn't just a cheep facsimile, Saotome had to have allot of magic to make this thing. But it was still a copy, no matter how easily it took out a simpleton like Kuno. Throwing a hand at the *Ranma* he sent chains, knives, and anything else sharp and pointy he had. Only to be shocked when the copy simply shouted out as if attacking.
"ISSEN UCHIAU WA MOUI!" His fist blurred in front of him and the chains lost their tension and the knives disappeared from sight as they reached the boy. Smiling a bit evilly Ranma stopped his attack and showed mousse what had happened. In one hand he had all the chains and other weapons attached to mousse, in the other he had all the throwing weapons that had been sent to him. "You dropped these, let me give them back!" The knives came rushing back at mousse while the boy pulled hard on the chains pulling mousse towards him, and the flying knives.
Most winced as mouse's screams erupted from the various objects cutting his skin as they passed, when he reached the ground in front of Ranma he was a bleeding mess but everything was superficial. Tying the chains around the boy Ranma turned to the last two present, Akane and Nabiki Tendo...
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Issen uchiau wa moui - thousand blows fury
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Akane and Nabiki were in shock, here was Ranma carrying Ranma back to the Tendo dojo. Ranma had also saved Ranma from Kuno and mousse, the same Ranma that just gave them a stare that promised pain. Akane had tried to stand up to him but was cowed when the look he gave her intensified. Nabiki didn't even try to do anything, opting instead to watch and learn. As they approached the Tendo dojo the girls began wondering exactly what Genma and Soun were going to do when they met tall light and deadly here. well Akane was more along the lines of.
she kept saying this to herself as they walked along the street, both girls were unprepared when Ranma turned suddenly and walked down a side street. both girls rushed to catch up.
"Where do you think your going Saotome?" Nabiki tried to keep a calm demeanor and tone more for her own piece of mind than thinking it would affect the new guy. Akane was about to open her mouth and yell but she was cut off.
"I am going to Doctor Tofu Ono, He needs to get medical attention." he said this as if there was nothing behind him but his own mind, not a single emotion was there, and he never showed anything in his face but the disapproving scowl. when he stepped through Dr. Tofu's door his voice rose. "Dr. Tofu, your assistance is needed." the doctor came out of his office when he heard the voice and upon seeing Ranma unharmed he smiled.
"good to see that you managed a day without getting beat on Ranma. now what's this you said about needing medical attention...?" he spotted the beaten lump of Ranma Saotome being held by an unbeaten Ranma Saotome. "What's going on, who are you?" he asked the unbeaten Ranma who turned at the request.
"I am Ranma Saotome, heir to the Hihoshiki Ryu. and this is my other half, Ranma Saotome who is currently in need of treatment." he stated coldly leading Ranma to an examination table while the doctor gawked at the two. And watched as the practitioner of the Formless School tended to his counterpart.
Nabiki's mind was abuzz absorbing all information she could on this newest addition to the Nerima martial arts group. Her ears perked at a slight ripping sound, like one's shoes make when walking on a sticky floor, grating her nerves. Looking upon the pair she saw a hand print on his arm, it was raised like it was trying to escape from his skin and into the other Ranma. the welt soon eased back into itself and vanished from sight but the sound and view were burnt into both the doctors and the elder Tendo sister's mind.
"Ok could anyone tell me what's going on?" Dr. Tofu's voice was a bit shaky at what he saw but now that one Ranma had been patched up he wanted to know the entire story. so Ranma told it to them.
"When i was ten my father was takign me on a matrial arts journey when we met up with a man..."
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"The Hihoshiki Ryu is an art that cannot be described, cannot be taught, it can only be learned. Now while that sounds contradictory, somethign that cannot be taught but can be learned, it is the onyl way that you will be a part of the school. to learn it you must study hard, study yoruself, yoru surroundigns, study those you meet.
"A Master of the Hihoshiki Ryu knows what will happen before it happens, he knows who will do what and what he needs to do to stop it. Now attack me and learn." The tall man moved into a stance that seemed to shift as he stood there never once in the same position. Ranma stood up and into the anythign goes stance in one fluid motion, the stance lasted a few seconds as Ranma rushed in with a kick punch combo. the attack was swift and without err in its exicution yet ranma found himself on his back a few feet away from hsi new sensei. standing again he tried a flyign kick only to sail over the man as he bent impossibly back as if performign the limbo. this continued on until ranma didn't get up and the man stoped his estranged dance. "That was good ranma, you are learning quickly." with that he walked off leaving the battered boy on teh dojo's floor.
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"The trainign was brutal to say the least, effective in its entirety. and so i learned and not once did he try to teach me. there were many visitors to the dojo of the Hihoshiki and I fought many of them as this was my training..."
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Ranma stands there and opposite him is a boy wrapped in bandage like clothing, lookign almost mummy like as he stood in a tight stance simmilar to a boxer but with his legs spred and ready to move or kick. Ranma stared at the stance before movign itno the same position, his move caused the man to become confused and loosen his stance for a second. tightening up again he sprung foreward with a powerful roundhouse aimed at the lower portion of ranma's back, a quick dodge and ranma stood again in the stance. again the boy came throwing punches and kicks but hitting only air and until he found himself standing a few feet away from ranma.
"Now Ranma." Ranma nodded and charged the boy throwign punches and kicks in the same form the boy had used previously on him. the boy blocked and dodged the attacks and tried to counter the charge only to find his moves blocked in the same way he would have as if he was fightign a mirror. a mirror that was winning as it needed to block less and was dodging better.
"It is over Ranma stop it." with that the boy saw a fist just in time to catch it in his face breaking his nose. fallign over he slowly sat up to see ranma facign him in a deep bow. the fight was over.
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"I learned everythign from unarmed styles, armed styles and chi training..."
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Dark. Everything is Dark. I can feel the Tatami under my feet, I can hear a small creek that seems to boom and echo throughout the room, a small sound that couldn't even be perceived by normal people is all the warning I get, he's here. I duck and lash out feeling my foot on his cloth tell me I missed. twirling around I change my stance and extend my other senses, I smell my own sweat and remove it from my sense of smell, suddenly another one comes to my nose, fresh cloth. twisting to the side I try again to hit my adversary but the closest I come is cloth, he's taunting me like a bull. I turn away and listen, nothing, smell, nothing even the clean cloth smell is gone and I feel the impact as it slams me in the chest. starting to stand I feel a foot strike my ribs and I roll away from the force to minimize the pain. I didn't do it, I Couldn't do it. I failed.
Pulling off the blindfold he knelt before his sensei who sat cross-legged in front of him. "Not everything is a simple matter of senses Ranma, you need to know what will happen and when it will happen, and only then will you be able to handle anything." nodding he stood and walked off to heal his bruises.
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Opening his eyes he stared at the slumped form of his "father" as he stood in the Tendo dojo. they had arrived a little while ago after the recounting of tales at the clinic. upon arriving Ranma left Ranma with the girls and stalked in to meet with dear ol' dad. well his fist was the one that did the meeting and he could care less that he didn't get a word in edgewise.
"Who are you? what have you done with my son?" the bag of flesh that was Genma Saotome whimpered from his resting place, while he was glad that it seemed his son had finally learned Martial Arts this didn't seem like his son.
"Ranma Saotome, heir to the Hihoshiki Ryu. Your 'Son'. or half of him should you remember that day 6 years ago? when you sold me off like you did so many other times. you probably did it so often that you forgot what you did to me. I haven't." turning away from the thing that was his parent he walked out of the dojo with one last remark. "We're going to become one again, and you better beware when that happens." it was a simple threat but an effective one as Genma started moving to try and stop the fusion of his son's.
by the time he reached the living room the two boys had clasped hands and their arms seemed to be connected to each other. They had fused.
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The family watched over the sleeping form of Ranma Saotome, heir to the Hihoshiki Ryu, son of Genma and Nadoka Saotome. supposed heir to the Saotome Anything Goes Martial Arts. they watched as he woke up and looked at himself in wonder he didn't have any more muscle than he did originally nor did he feel anymore powerful he felt the same.
"I'm not different." the statement raised some eyes who saw him as he did, the normal Ranma Saotome that got beat up everyday at school and was Akane's fiancé. The girls looked on in various states, Kasumi was wondering if her friend was alright while Nabiki wondered if the other Ranma would ever return. Akane was furious that she had been put through that and swung at the boy.
"RANMA!" he turned and watched as the fist came towards him, everything seemed to slow down as he felt a tingling in his body the others gasped as they saw Ranma bulk up noticeably, almost like a transformation the new Ranma was there, the blue eyes that Ranma owned replaced by the grey voids and the hair was as unruly verses the tidy look he normally sported. twisting slightly he caught her fist and sent her sprawling with a simple flick of the wrist from her off balanced position. as he turned back to the others he seemed to shrink back to his original shape again.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY LITTLE GIRL!" Soun went into full-blown daemon's head attack but Ranma was quicker, transforming again he stared Soun down with the ice cold stare that he had before the fusion.
"I threw her across the room because she attacked me. I am not the old Ranma, nor am I his other half. I am Ranma and I will not let you attack me." twisting to the side he let his foot drag catching Akane's extremity and tripping her. watching her push herself up he continued, "I also don't care for those who attack from behind like a coward."
"I'll show you a coward!" Akane charged again and again she was sent sprawling with a quickly executed rolling throw. As she slid to the ground he appeared to disappear and reappear over Akane with his elbow held poised for a killing strike a mere inch from her windpipe.
"Does anyone else feel that they need to attack me?"
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Author's Notes:
Sorry for taking so long on this but work and collage make writing time scarce. But, I now have a Palm Pilot so I'll be able to work on it more.
check out my fics at
http://www.angelfire.com/anime4/nuvares
Anifics
www.anifics.com
and fanfiction.net
www.fanfiction.net
C&C always welcome at Jnuvares@hotmail.com
cya
Nuvares
This Fanfic is created for fun; the only thing I own is the plot and actions described
The original author of this idea is Guyver (Ctong1@ipoline.com)
"Speech" (duh)
""
-Signs-
(Authors notes)
One Half of One Chapter two
"Too Late? Already here..." The words were spoken amongst utter silence as the boy casually flicked Kuno's sword off his forearm. Everyone was shocked, even the two about to beat on their favorite plaything, here was standing a true blue copy of Ranma. Although, copy may have been too strong a word, this *New* Ranma was tall muscular and had a deadly glint in his eyes that totally opposed the quiet boy that shared his face.
"Do mine eyes doth deceive me? Has the Vile Saotome's Dark Magic's actually produced another?" Kuno's Mind tried to rationalize the images he saw, and did its usual job and acted the samurai. Mousse, who was more acquainted with magic, just shrugged it off as a simple copy spell, nothing more than a cheep facsimile. Boy was he wrong. "Foul being of dark magic, prepare to meet mine own righteous blade and be thwarted by the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High!" Kuno's charge was abruptly stopped before he could even start by a fist planted in his abdomen by the 'Clone' of Ranma.
*Ranma* was tired of waiting, the speech was even worse, so when he saw an opening he took it, and laid Kuno out. Removing his fist he spun around in seeming slow motion and snap kicked the wannabe samurai across the schoolyard. He didn't stop there, sprinting after the flying boy he seemed to disappear at times as he moved faster than most could track. Stopping a few feet from the kendoist he held up his palm and caught the flying boy's face, dropping Kuno on the spot.
Mousse was shaken, this wasn't just a cheep facsimile, Saotome had to have allot of magic to make this thing. But it was still a copy, no matter how easily it took out a simpleton like Kuno. Throwing a hand at the *Ranma* he sent chains, knives, and anything else sharp and pointy he had. Only to be shocked when the copy simply shouted out as if attacking.
"ISSEN UCHIAU WA MOUI!" His fist blurred in front of him and the chains lost their tension and the knives disappeared from sight as they reached the boy. Smiling a bit evilly Ranma stopped his attack and showed mousse what had happened. In one hand he had all the chains and other weapons attached to mousse, in the other he had all the throwing weapons that had been sent to him. "You dropped these, let me give them back!" The knives came rushing back at mousse while the boy pulled hard on the chains pulling mousse towards him, and the flying knives.
Most winced as mouse's screams erupted from the various objects cutting his skin as they passed, when he reached the ground in front of Ranma he was a bleeding mess but everything was superficial. Tying the chains around the boy Ranma turned to the last two present, Akane and Nabiki Tendo...
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Issen uchiau wa moui - thousand blows fury
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Akane and Nabiki were in shock, here was Ranma carrying Ranma back to the Tendo dojo. Ranma had also saved Ranma from Kuno and mousse, the same Ranma that just gave them a stare that promised pain. Akane had tried to stand up to him but was cowed when the look he gave her intensified. Nabiki didn't even try to do anything, opting instead to watch and learn. As they approached the Tendo dojo the girls began wondering exactly what Genma and Soun were going to do when they met tall light and deadly here. well Akane was more along the lines of.
she kept saying this to herself as they walked along the street, both girls were unprepared when Ranma turned suddenly and walked down a side street. both girls rushed to catch up.
"Where do you think your going Saotome?" Nabiki tried to keep a calm demeanor and tone more for her own piece of mind than thinking it would affect the new guy. Akane was about to open her mouth and yell but she was cut off.
"I am going to Doctor Tofu Ono, He needs to get medical attention." he said this as if there was nothing behind him but his own mind, not a single emotion was there, and he never showed anything in his face but the disapproving scowl. when he stepped through Dr. Tofu's door his voice rose. "Dr. Tofu, your assistance is needed." the doctor came out of his office when he heard the voice and upon seeing Ranma unharmed he smiled.
"good to see that you managed a day without getting beat on Ranma. now what's this you said about needing medical attention...?" he spotted the beaten lump of Ranma Saotome being held by an unbeaten Ranma Saotome. "What's going on, who are you?" he asked the unbeaten Ranma who turned at the request.
"I am Ranma Saotome, heir to the Hihoshiki Ryu. and this is my other half, Ranma Saotome who is currently in need of treatment." he stated coldly leading Ranma to an examination table while the doctor gawked at the two. And watched as the practitioner of the Formless School tended to his counterpart.
Nabiki's mind was abuzz absorbing all information she could on this newest addition to the Nerima martial arts group. Her ears perked at a slight ripping sound, like one's shoes make when walking on a sticky floor, grating her nerves. Looking upon the pair she saw a hand print on his arm, it was raised like it was trying to escape from his skin and into the other Ranma. the welt soon eased back into itself and vanished from sight but the sound and view were burnt into both the doctors and the elder Tendo sister's mind.
"Ok could anyone tell me what's going on?" Dr. Tofu's voice was a bit shaky at what he saw but now that one Ranma had been patched up he wanted to know the entire story. so Ranma told it to them.
"When i was ten my father was takign me on a matrial arts journey when we met up with a man..."
---------
"The Hihoshiki Ryu is an art that cannot be described, cannot be taught, it can only be learned. Now while that sounds contradictory, somethign that cannot be taught but can be learned, it is the onyl way that you will be a part of the school. to learn it you must study hard, study yoruself, yoru surroundigns, study those you meet.
"A Master of the Hihoshiki Ryu knows what will happen before it happens, he knows who will do what and what he needs to do to stop it. Now attack me and learn." The tall man moved into a stance that seemed to shift as he stood there never once in the same position. Ranma stood up and into the anythign goes stance in one fluid motion, the stance lasted a few seconds as Ranma rushed in with a kick punch combo. the attack was swift and without err in its exicution yet ranma found himself on his back a few feet away from hsi new sensei. standing again he tried a flyign kick only to sail over the man as he bent impossibly back as if performign the limbo. this continued on until ranma didn't get up and the man stoped his estranged dance. "That was good ranma, you are learning quickly." with that he walked off leaving the battered boy on teh dojo's floor.
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"The trainign was brutal to say the least, effective in its entirety. and so i learned and not once did he try to teach me. there were many visitors to the dojo of the Hihoshiki and I fought many of them as this was my training..."
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Ranma stands there and opposite him is a boy wrapped in bandage like clothing, lookign almost mummy like as he stood in a tight stance simmilar to a boxer but with his legs spred and ready to move or kick. Ranma stared at the stance before movign itno the same position, his move caused the man to become confused and loosen his stance for a second. tightening up again he sprung foreward with a powerful roundhouse aimed at the lower portion of ranma's back, a quick dodge and ranma stood again in the stance. again the boy came throwing punches and kicks but hitting only air and until he found himself standing a few feet away from ranma.
"Now Ranma." Ranma nodded and charged the boy throwign punches and kicks in the same form the boy had used previously on him. the boy blocked and dodged the attacks and tried to counter the charge only to find his moves blocked in the same way he would have as if he was fightign a mirror. a mirror that was winning as it needed to block less and was dodging better.
"It is over Ranma stop it." with that the boy saw a fist just in time to catch it in his face breaking his nose. fallign over he slowly sat up to see ranma facign him in a deep bow. the fight was over.
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"I learned everythign from unarmed styles, armed styles and chi training..."
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Dark. Everything is Dark. I can feel the Tatami under my feet, I can hear a small creek that seems to boom and echo throughout the room, a small sound that couldn't even be perceived by normal people is all the warning I get, he's here. I duck and lash out feeling my foot on his cloth tell me I missed. twirling around I change my stance and extend my other senses, I smell my own sweat and remove it from my sense of smell, suddenly another one comes to my nose, fresh cloth. twisting to the side I try again to hit my adversary but the closest I come is cloth, he's taunting me like a bull. I turn away and listen, nothing, smell, nothing even the clean cloth smell is gone and I feel the impact as it slams me in the chest. starting to stand I feel a foot strike my ribs and I roll away from the force to minimize the pain. I didn't do it, I Couldn't do it. I failed.
Pulling off the blindfold he knelt before his sensei who sat cross-legged in front of him. "Not everything is a simple matter of senses Ranma, you need to know what will happen and when it will happen, and only then will you be able to handle anything." nodding he stood and walked off to heal his bruises.
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Opening his eyes he stared at the slumped form of his "father" as he stood in the Tendo dojo. they had arrived a little while ago after the recounting of tales at the clinic. upon arriving Ranma left Ranma with the girls and stalked in to meet with dear ol' dad. well his fist was the one that did the meeting and he could care less that he didn't get a word in edgewise.
"Who are you? what have you done with my son?" the bag of flesh that was Genma Saotome whimpered from his resting place, while he was glad that it seemed his son had finally learned Martial Arts this didn't seem like his son.
"Ranma Saotome, heir to the Hihoshiki Ryu. Your 'Son'. or half of him should you remember that day 6 years ago? when you sold me off like you did so many other times. you probably did it so often that you forgot what you did to me. I haven't." turning away from the thing that was his parent he walked out of the dojo with one last remark. "We're going to become one again, and you better beware when that happens." it was a simple threat but an effective one as Genma started moving to try and stop the fusion of his son's.
by the time he reached the living room the two boys had clasped hands and their arms seemed to be connected to each other. They had fused.
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The family watched over the sleeping form of Ranma Saotome, heir to the Hihoshiki Ryu, son of Genma and Nadoka Saotome. supposed heir to the Saotome Anything Goes Martial Arts. they watched as he woke up and looked at himself in wonder he didn't have any more muscle than he did originally nor did he feel anymore powerful he felt the same.
"I'm not different." the statement raised some eyes who saw him as he did, the normal Ranma Saotome that got beat up everyday at school and was Akane's fiancé. The girls looked on in various states, Kasumi was wondering if her friend was alright while Nabiki wondered if the other Ranma would ever return. Akane was furious that she had been put through that and swung at the boy.
"RANMA!" he turned and watched as the fist came towards him, everything seemed to slow down as he felt a tingling in his body the others gasped as they saw Ranma bulk up noticeably, almost like a transformation the new Ranma was there, the blue eyes that Ranma owned replaced by the grey voids and the hair was as unruly verses the tidy look he normally sported. twisting slightly he caught her fist and sent her sprawling with a simple flick of the wrist from her off balanced position. as he turned back to the others he seemed to shrink back to his original shape again.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY LITTLE GIRL!" Soun went into full-blown daemon's head attack but Ranma was quicker, transforming again he stared Soun down with the ice cold stare that he had before the fusion.
"I threw her across the room because she attacked me. I am not the old Ranma, nor am I his other half. I am Ranma and I will not let you attack me." twisting to the side he let his foot drag catching Akane's extremity and tripping her. watching her push herself up he continued, "I also don't care for those who attack from behind like a coward."
"I'll show you a coward!" Akane charged again and again she was sent sprawling with a quickly executed rolling throw. As she slid to the ground he appeared to disappear and reappear over Akane with his elbow held poised for a killing strike a mere inch from her windpipe.
"Does anyone else feel that they need to attack me?"
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Author's Notes:
Sorry for taking so long on this but work and collage make writing time scarce. But, I now have a Palm Pilot so I'll be able to work on it more.
check out my fics at
http://www.angelfire.com/anime4/nuvares
Anifics
www.anifics.com
and fanfiction.net
www.fanfiction.net
C&C always welcome at Jnuvares@hotmail.com
cya
Nuvares