Pigtailed Tamer
A presentation of
GODAI
Disclaimer: see chapter 1
Note: To Ranko Ketchum, who told you I had any intention of giving Ranma a digimon of his own. . . Oh yeah, the title! I hadn't thought of a partner for Ranma yet and your choice seems. . .foreseeable. I'll think about it though and maybe add it in here.
To Otaku-sama: Thank you for your review. . . I must say you fic inspired me to start this one. Ranma as Takato's father was a great idea but I beleive that as his brother there are even more twists possible. Skuld was trown in because it seemed fitting to have at least one misshap with his return. On a side note, destruction and mayhem ARE critical to the story even if it seems pointless. Ranma just increases the chances and gravity of such damages.On a side note, when IS the next chapter of your fic coming out? I really REALLY want to read more of your Wild Tamer!
Chapter 2: Life and times of the tamers before their digimon.
Part 1: Ranma and Takato
The day after his birth, Ranma knew there was something going on. He may not have had the use of his eyes just yet but his senses were as sharp as ever. Around himself, Takato, Skuld and another child who was Skulds twin the doctors were busy trying to figure something out. He stretched his senses enough to reach the astral plane and escape his body. There was no real danger in that since a baby until the age of 3 was pretty much on automatic and his own wishes in movement were pretty much rejected by it.
The second he could 'see' again he was floating above the room where the doctors were examining the quarto.
"It's impossible, they seem to be in perfect health!" doctor no1 told a figure wearing glasses
"Why yes, it also seems one of them could be. . ." He interrupted himself to tickle Ranma's feet only to revieve a rather strong kick. Considering it made him wince in pain the new born child was perfectly healthy.
"What did you say Ono? If you know anything we may want to know what it is." Doctor no1 told the man Ranma assumed to be Tofu.
"You know my studies in the occult are quiteadvanced and one of my former patients who died recently from a gas explosion seems to be inhabiting this little one's body." It was said in the tones of a joke but Ranma knew the truth. When the doctor had learned of his death he had made a side trip to Nerima to see what could actually kill the boy. He knew magic was involved in his dissapearance and while Ranma couldn't control his body his abnormal amount of ki for a normal adult man was running loose for anyone to feel. When the other doctors laughed at the joke before they left their misteries, Tofu looked right at his astral form and winked. Ranma then looked at the four children, all of them had markings on their faces that made them either gods or demons. He had his own symbols as they had been long before and Skulds were the same as ever but the other two had markings as well linking them to the Yggdrasil network. Still in his astral form, Ranma summoned a computer terminal from which he accessed the main system. Gods and goddesses being organic independent computers. It wasn't too much of an hassle to download an upgrade to his terminal and to himself at the same time. He started reading on thousands of years worth of godly history. This was done within his stay in the hospital, giving him time to review his knowledge of general history and computer knowledge.
Tofu was the family doctor of both the Matsukis and the Nonakas and saw Ranma every day until three weeks were off. His rather interesting monologues to the astral Ranma were quite informative. He had been 'dead' for less then three months before he came back opposed to the millenniums of sleep he had endured before his life as Ranma. Then began his life as a Matsuki. He went back to his body when his twin opened his eyes the first time just to open his as well. The visits to Tofu became more spaced as it became apparent both children would live but he still talked to Ranma as though he was an adult much to the puzzlement of his nurse.
Being raised in a bakery meant lots of food for Ranma. The boy was a bottomless pit of food and it showed in his way around the store. No day old bread, no beagle or doughnut could survive his stomach. At the age of five his parents had to restrict him to the living quarters of the house when he wasn't outside. At the same time, he and Takato started playing 'Jackie Chan' as Takato called the game while Ranma trained to improve all the time.
One of the most famous things that happened was the episode dubbed later as the 'roofs are the fastest way to travel.' It was in their 6th year that Ranma got the feeling he was ready and that Takato was as well. That's when he explained to his brother the proceedings of such a concept.
"Bro, if you wanna go fast, the roof is always the fastest way." Ranma stated in a voice his sensei in Valhalla had used all the time to get a point across.
"Isn't it dangerous? We could fall!" Takato exclaimed in a rather scared voice.
"No problem bro! We're the best and there's nothing to stop us is there? It's not like we ever did anything bad ne?" Ranma said again in his sensei voice.
"There's mom who told you that plucking chestnuts out of a fire is bad. . .the thing about running behind a train instead of staying inside and that time you made us run from all those dogs while we had some steak in our pockets. . ."Takato was about to add some more but Ranma stopped him.
"The path of a true martial artist is fraught with peril." Ranma stated the only line Genma ever said that had some truth in it. He saw the clueless look on the face of his twin and rephrased himself. "No pain no gain bro, now just jump as high as you can."
While Ranma was still marginally stronger then his brother, their rather unique position of grounded gods, even if Takato didn't know of that just yet, had perks. Faster healing, stamina beyond human comprehension, boosted strength, agility and innate magic to only name a few for Takato. Ranma had a rather nice arsenal of powerfull spells and techniques of martial arts from all over the known universe in his knowledge predating the creation of the known universe. While normally impossible, chaos had a way to play tricks on him and send him a master through his dreams while he absorbed the skill. Takato was the same but he learned from Ranma.
It was this unique hability to learn in a matter of seconds that allowed Takato to jump high enough to reach and even go over the roof.
Ranma joined his brother on the said roof and in a silent sign told him to follow. They immediately started running. They jumped from roof to roof in a race with no real destination until their mother called them to dinner.
"Takato! Ranma! Dinner's ready! Where did those two go off to again." She looked around but Takato hadn't quite mastered landings just yet and this being his first time roof hopping he landed in a gracefull manner with a shout of glee.
"WHAAAAAAAAAAA!" Or at least it was what Ranma deemed the shout of panick from his brother when Takato fell right on his mother.
"Tomorow, we'll see the landing bro. Now if I were you I'd appologise to mom before she decides you need a spanking." Ranma said from his perch on the roof. Their mother sighed in relative defeat.
"What did you do this time Ranma, you were trying to jump to the moon or did you run across the roofs like you said you would this morning?" Mie asked her son exasperately. She already knew the answer and Ranma was already preparing himself for his latest lecture on the dangers of his training methods.
"That we did mom! Look!" He demonstrated his agility across the different roofs near the bakery much to the dismay of his maternal figure.
"No danger really! And I'll bet I can run to school much faster this way next year." Ranma stated. There really was no danger either to Ranma or his son, both were heavenly beings and this state made them quite a lot more durable then the usual human being.
"YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING RANMA MATSUKI! NOR WILL YOUR BROTHER NOW GET DOWN FROM THERE!" His mother screemed just as she did everyday at this same time.
"Yes mom, but it really isn't dangerous." Ranma jumped from the roof and landed right next to his brother. He knew how chaos worked and his brother was probably a war god as well. Just living near Ranma was dangerous enough for people to train to be stronger back in Nerima. He simply assumed it would follow his brother as well.
"Ranma, Ranma, Ranma. I give up! This is the last time I ever say anything! From now on, just try to be sure your brother's safe." Mie sighed in defeat and just turned away. 'I'll never understand where he gets these ideas of crazy training regimen. Maybe if I sent them to really train in kenpo or something. . .' The grin she displayed reminded Ranma of Genma when he got a new crazy training idea in his head during their trip. It was really quite scary.
"Boys, tomorow you are going to start training at a local dojo, we'll see how they really do it." She had the utmost confidence in her idea and her husband agreed with her immediately. Too bad they had to choose the cheapest dojo because of their starting business.
The next morning, Ranma and Takato were introduced to Saotome sensei. . . Ranma wanted to swear but refrained himself from doing so. Nodoka was on the side looking at him weirdly.
"I am Genma Saotome, master of the Saotome school of martial arts. You shall call me sensei!" Genma had always been vocal but Ranma was not impressed. He could have trown his former father into his own pound and beat the crap out of the panda.
"My. . .my name is Takato Matsuki and I like playing Jacky Chan." Takato was quite easier to impress then his brother. Genma looked at him and deemed him as weak immediately.
"I'm Ranma Matsuki, don't listen to my brother, we TRAIN we don't play!" Ranma had to refrain himself from stating his former position as heir of the Masabetsu Kakuto Ryu. Nodoka stared at him even more intently and turned around to leave. It was obvious to Ranma she was sad at being reminded of her departed son. He also noted another figure, one year younger then himself come in the dojo. It was quite hard to miss the mop of red hair tackle the burly man that is Genma.
"Daddy! You promissed you'd train me today!" She hit her father and then turned to the boys. "I want to train with you boys but daddy doesn't want me to, would you mind if I did." She used the puppy dog eyes of doom attack, her youth and likeness to Ranma's former female form made it an unstoppable force of nature able to bend the will of any and all male conscience. Both Takato and Ranma nooded their ascent.
"Ranko-chan, you know it is dangerous for them to train with you, remember that you are quite higher in grade then they are." Ranma got bored and decided to start the most complicated kata he had ever invented. Genma stared at the child who was shadow fighting with at least 8 opponents.
"You were saying?" Ranko said while she looked at the child.
The training began at that moment and the next day both Ranma and Takato were again running across the roofs much to the dismay of their mother.
Life then took a rather normal pace until Ranko got a rather crazy idea into her head. They were about to go to school when she walked up to Ranma and kissed him on the cheek.
"Ranma-kun, there's something I want to tell you." Ranma knew what was coming and there was no stopping it, nothing could prevent this from happening.
"Ai shiteru Ranma-kun." She wispered to him. Instinct is a powerfull thing and Ranma's instincts on such a situation happening was to run away as fast as humanly possible. One would think that it would be a cold day in hell when Ranma was early to school but to see him hidding from Ranko meant that Hild-sama had a cold or something similar. From this day forward she called herself his fiancée. Training at the Saotome dojo was hell for Ranma while his twin didn't understand it that much. School years went and came until they were 13 years old (I think they are 13, just before junior high in Japan) They then met with the most terrible teacher in all of history in Shinjuku: Miss Asashi.
The next chapter will be 1b, I hope it will be the only one put to peices but unlike my other pieces I try to keep the chapters rather short. C&C are welcomed, flames are useless on me or the story.
A presentation of
GODAI
Disclaimer: see chapter 1
Note: To Ranko Ketchum, who told you I had any intention of giving Ranma a digimon of his own. . . Oh yeah, the title! I hadn't thought of a partner for Ranma yet and your choice seems. . .foreseeable. I'll think about it though and maybe add it in here.
To Otaku-sama: Thank you for your review. . . I must say you fic inspired me to start this one. Ranma as Takato's father was a great idea but I beleive that as his brother there are even more twists possible. Skuld was trown in because it seemed fitting to have at least one misshap with his return. On a side note, destruction and mayhem ARE critical to the story even if it seems pointless. Ranma just increases the chances and gravity of such damages.On a side note, when IS the next chapter of your fic coming out? I really REALLY want to read more of your Wild Tamer!
Chapter 2: Life and times of the tamers before their digimon.
Part 1: Ranma and Takato
The day after his birth, Ranma knew there was something going on. He may not have had the use of his eyes just yet but his senses were as sharp as ever. Around himself, Takato, Skuld and another child who was Skulds twin the doctors were busy trying to figure something out. He stretched his senses enough to reach the astral plane and escape his body. There was no real danger in that since a baby until the age of 3 was pretty much on automatic and his own wishes in movement were pretty much rejected by it.
The second he could 'see' again he was floating above the room where the doctors were examining the quarto.
"It's impossible, they seem to be in perfect health!" doctor no1 told a figure wearing glasses
"Why yes, it also seems one of them could be. . ." He interrupted himself to tickle Ranma's feet only to revieve a rather strong kick. Considering it made him wince in pain the new born child was perfectly healthy.
"What did you say Ono? If you know anything we may want to know what it is." Doctor no1 told the man Ranma assumed to be Tofu.
"You know my studies in the occult are quiteadvanced and one of my former patients who died recently from a gas explosion seems to be inhabiting this little one's body." It was said in the tones of a joke but Ranma knew the truth. When the doctor had learned of his death he had made a side trip to Nerima to see what could actually kill the boy. He knew magic was involved in his dissapearance and while Ranma couldn't control his body his abnormal amount of ki for a normal adult man was running loose for anyone to feel. When the other doctors laughed at the joke before they left their misteries, Tofu looked right at his astral form and winked. Ranma then looked at the four children, all of them had markings on their faces that made them either gods or demons. He had his own symbols as they had been long before and Skulds were the same as ever but the other two had markings as well linking them to the Yggdrasil network. Still in his astral form, Ranma summoned a computer terminal from which he accessed the main system. Gods and goddesses being organic independent computers. It wasn't too much of an hassle to download an upgrade to his terminal and to himself at the same time. He started reading on thousands of years worth of godly history. This was done within his stay in the hospital, giving him time to review his knowledge of general history and computer knowledge.
Tofu was the family doctor of both the Matsukis and the Nonakas and saw Ranma every day until three weeks were off. His rather interesting monologues to the astral Ranma were quite informative. He had been 'dead' for less then three months before he came back opposed to the millenniums of sleep he had endured before his life as Ranma. Then began his life as a Matsuki. He went back to his body when his twin opened his eyes the first time just to open his as well. The visits to Tofu became more spaced as it became apparent both children would live but he still talked to Ranma as though he was an adult much to the puzzlement of his nurse.
Being raised in a bakery meant lots of food for Ranma. The boy was a bottomless pit of food and it showed in his way around the store. No day old bread, no beagle or doughnut could survive his stomach. At the age of five his parents had to restrict him to the living quarters of the house when he wasn't outside. At the same time, he and Takato started playing 'Jackie Chan' as Takato called the game while Ranma trained to improve all the time.
One of the most famous things that happened was the episode dubbed later as the 'roofs are the fastest way to travel.' It was in their 6th year that Ranma got the feeling he was ready and that Takato was as well. That's when he explained to his brother the proceedings of such a concept.
"Bro, if you wanna go fast, the roof is always the fastest way." Ranma stated in a voice his sensei in Valhalla had used all the time to get a point across.
"Isn't it dangerous? We could fall!" Takato exclaimed in a rather scared voice.
"No problem bro! We're the best and there's nothing to stop us is there? It's not like we ever did anything bad ne?" Ranma said again in his sensei voice.
"There's mom who told you that plucking chestnuts out of a fire is bad. . .the thing about running behind a train instead of staying inside and that time you made us run from all those dogs while we had some steak in our pockets. . ."Takato was about to add some more but Ranma stopped him.
"The path of a true martial artist is fraught with peril." Ranma stated the only line Genma ever said that had some truth in it. He saw the clueless look on the face of his twin and rephrased himself. "No pain no gain bro, now just jump as high as you can."
While Ranma was still marginally stronger then his brother, their rather unique position of grounded gods, even if Takato didn't know of that just yet, had perks. Faster healing, stamina beyond human comprehension, boosted strength, agility and innate magic to only name a few for Takato. Ranma had a rather nice arsenal of powerfull spells and techniques of martial arts from all over the known universe in his knowledge predating the creation of the known universe. While normally impossible, chaos had a way to play tricks on him and send him a master through his dreams while he absorbed the skill. Takato was the same but he learned from Ranma.
It was this unique hability to learn in a matter of seconds that allowed Takato to jump high enough to reach and even go over the roof.
Ranma joined his brother on the said roof and in a silent sign told him to follow. They immediately started running. They jumped from roof to roof in a race with no real destination until their mother called them to dinner.
"Takato! Ranma! Dinner's ready! Where did those two go off to again." She looked around but Takato hadn't quite mastered landings just yet and this being his first time roof hopping he landed in a gracefull manner with a shout of glee.
"WHAAAAAAAAAAA!" Or at least it was what Ranma deemed the shout of panick from his brother when Takato fell right on his mother.
"Tomorow, we'll see the landing bro. Now if I were you I'd appologise to mom before she decides you need a spanking." Ranma said from his perch on the roof. Their mother sighed in relative defeat.
"What did you do this time Ranma, you were trying to jump to the moon or did you run across the roofs like you said you would this morning?" Mie asked her son exasperately. She already knew the answer and Ranma was already preparing himself for his latest lecture on the dangers of his training methods.
"That we did mom! Look!" He demonstrated his agility across the different roofs near the bakery much to the dismay of his maternal figure.
"No danger really! And I'll bet I can run to school much faster this way next year." Ranma stated. There really was no danger either to Ranma or his son, both were heavenly beings and this state made them quite a lot more durable then the usual human being.
"YOU WILL DO NO SUCH THING RANMA MATSUKI! NOR WILL YOUR BROTHER NOW GET DOWN FROM THERE!" His mother screemed just as she did everyday at this same time.
"Yes mom, but it really isn't dangerous." Ranma jumped from the roof and landed right next to his brother. He knew how chaos worked and his brother was probably a war god as well. Just living near Ranma was dangerous enough for people to train to be stronger back in Nerima. He simply assumed it would follow his brother as well.
"Ranma, Ranma, Ranma. I give up! This is the last time I ever say anything! From now on, just try to be sure your brother's safe." Mie sighed in defeat and just turned away. 'I'll never understand where he gets these ideas of crazy training regimen. Maybe if I sent them to really train in kenpo or something. . .' The grin she displayed reminded Ranma of Genma when he got a new crazy training idea in his head during their trip. It was really quite scary.
"Boys, tomorow you are going to start training at a local dojo, we'll see how they really do it." She had the utmost confidence in her idea and her husband agreed with her immediately. Too bad they had to choose the cheapest dojo because of their starting business.
The next morning, Ranma and Takato were introduced to Saotome sensei. . . Ranma wanted to swear but refrained himself from doing so. Nodoka was on the side looking at him weirdly.
"I am Genma Saotome, master of the Saotome school of martial arts. You shall call me sensei!" Genma had always been vocal but Ranma was not impressed. He could have trown his former father into his own pound and beat the crap out of the panda.
"My. . .my name is Takato Matsuki and I like playing Jacky Chan." Takato was quite easier to impress then his brother. Genma looked at him and deemed him as weak immediately.
"I'm Ranma Matsuki, don't listen to my brother, we TRAIN we don't play!" Ranma had to refrain himself from stating his former position as heir of the Masabetsu Kakuto Ryu. Nodoka stared at him even more intently and turned around to leave. It was obvious to Ranma she was sad at being reminded of her departed son. He also noted another figure, one year younger then himself come in the dojo. It was quite hard to miss the mop of red hair tackle the burly man that is Genma.
"Daddy! You promissed you'd train me today!" She hit her father and then turned to the boys. "I want to train with you boys but daddy doesn't want me to, would you mind if I did." She used the puppy dog eyes of doom attack, her youth and likeness to Ranma's former female form made it an unstoppable force of nature able to bend the will of any and all male conscience. Both Takato and Ranma nooded their ascent.
"Ranko-chan, you know it is dangerous for them to train with you, remember that you are quite higher in grade then they are." Ranma got bored and decided to start the most complicated kata he had ever invented. Genma stared at the child who was shadow fighting with at least 8 opponents.
"You were saying?" Ranko said while she looked at the child.
The training began at that moment and the next day both Ranma and Takato were again running across the roofs much to the dismay of their mother.
Life then took a rather normal pace until Ranko got a rather crazy idea into her head. They were about to go to school when she walked up to Ranma and kissed him on the cheek.
"Ranma-kun, there's something I want to tell you." Ranma knew what was coming and there was no stopping it, nothing could prevent this from happening.
"Ai shiteru Ranma-kun." She wispered to him. Instinct is a powerfull thing and Ranma's instincts on such a situation happening was to run away as fast as humanly possible. One would think that it would be a cold day in hell when Ranma was early to school but to see him hidding from Ranko meant that Hild-sama had a cold or something similar. From this day forward she called herself his fiancée. Training at the Saotome dojo was hell for Ranma while his twin didn't understand it that much. School years went and came until they were 13 years old (I think they are 13, just before junior high in Japan) They then met with the most terrible teacher in all of history in Shinjuku: Miss Asashi.
The next chapter will be 1b, I hope it will be the only one put to peices but unlike my other pieces I try to keep the chapters rather short. C&C are welcomed, flames are useless on me or the story.
