Until the End
Chapter 8
Promises Made
"It's time to get up Ryoga!" Akari's voice rang out.
Ryoga opened his blurry eyes and saw his wife standing in the doorway to their room. A smile lit up his face and he continued to lie in his bed.
"C'mon Ryoga," Akari said, stepping into the room. "We've got to head over to Akane and Ranma's today, and I'm sure you don't want to be spending that time here in bed."
Ryoga chuckled softly and spun around, grabbing Akari's waist and pulling her on top of him. A startled cry escaped Akari's throat as she landed with a thump on Ryoga's hard chest.
"I think they would understand if we were just a little late," Ryoga said, allowing his hands to travel up the back of Akari's shirt.
Akari blushed and shuddered a little but she still managed to keep her composure.
"Now, now, Ryoga," Akari said lightly. "There's not going to be any time for that."
Ryoga nuzzled his face in Akari's neck and allowed his hand to travel further up her back. "I think we could squeeze something in before it's time to go."
A short wrestling match ensued and Akari wound up underneath Ryoga, her arms pinned above her head.
"Well now," Ryoga said lightly. "What should I do with you?"
Akari smiled. "Normally I would have a hundred suggestions for you honey, but for right now I'm going to have to ask you to release me from your lustful plans."
"Alright," Ryoga relented, rising up off of Akari, but not before he could get a few squeezes of her chest in. "But I hope you can remember the way we left off."
"Oh don't worry about that," Akari said, rising up from the bed, straightening a few strands of hair that had fallen over her face. "Now you get dressed and I'll go call Akane and tell her were on our way."
Ryoga smiled at his wife and watched her leave the room. Shaking his head softly, Ryoga opened his closet and searched for some clothes to wear.
As he descended the stairs, Ryoga saw Akari waiting for him, holding his jacket for him by the front door.
"Come on," Akari said. "Akane told me that they have a surprise for us."
Grumbling good-naturedly, Ryoga put his arms into the sleeves of the coach. "It better be a good surprise, especially since they have interrupted my lustful plans for today."
Akari shook her head. "Is that all you can think about?"
Quickly faster than Akari could follow, Ryoga had wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the ground.
"And what else am I supposed to be thinking about with such a sexy wife?" Ryoga asked as he laughed cheerfully.
"My god," Akari said laughing. "You're worse than Happosai."
Ryoga set her on the ground, and took a moment to stare longingly into her eyes.
"My beautiful wife," Ryoga said softly, running a hand gently down her cheek. Akari placed her hand over his and gently leaned her head into his hand. "I love you."
Akari's eyes began to tear up and she smiled.
"I love you too."
Ryoga hugged her to him, feeling for perhaps the first time in his life, happy and content.
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Ryoga awoke when a scream came running down through his cell. He weakly raised his head and saw that the lights were finally working in his cell and that the cell across from his was now occupied with some of the prison guards.
Ryoga let his mind move back to the memory of his dream. For the first time in awhile, he had actually dreamt about Akari. His heart ached in his chest. The dream had seemed so real, the touch of Akari's hands, and the feel of her body, it all seemed so real.
As more screams echoed through his cell, Ryoga tried to keep the memory of Akari's body in his mind.
I hate this place, Ryoga's thoughts screamed in his head.
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"But the troops haven't even finished their training yet, hell they haven't even made their first jump," General Parker said, somewhat angrily into the phone.
*Your not being asked to take all the Green Berets general, all that was said is that you will need to be sending some A teams over to Russia. You of all people should understand the threat that China and Japan are posing, we need someone over there that can tell us just how many forces that are going to be necessary for us to end this situation as fast as possible,* the voice on the other end of the phone said.
"Most of my experienced guys are over in Afghanistan right now," General Parker tried desperately to explain. "Most of my people haven't ever heard a shot fired in anger in their lives."
*Look Phil,* the person on the end said, their voice stern. *I understand that this is coming right out of left field, but there is absolutely no debate here, the President wants soldiers on the ground over their and checking out what our enemies can do.*
"But only a few A teams won't be able to do that," Phil protested. "And I desperately hope that you guys understand that."
*I understand that we are stretched a little thin right now, but you have to understand that everyone is. With the war in Afghanistan we've spread all our resources out too thin, and now when were faced with a full blown out war, were going to be backed into a corner with nowhere to turn to. Right now, all we can do is put down some Special Forces and see just how determined the two countries are in taking Siberia, because I hope you understand that Russia will not be capable of stopping them once their inside her borders.*
Phil sighed, he didn't want to admit it, but the Chief of Staff was right, what America needed right now was a way to gauge the enemies skill and size, and find out just how much force would be needed to take them down.
"Alright," Phil relented. "You can give me the other details later, but I've got one other thing to ask. Am I going to be going over with them?"
There was a slight pause on the other side.
*It's your call, if you think you can do some good over there than go ahead, but otherwise, just send those guys over there and think about some ways for us to intercept them before they can claim victory.*
Phil uttered his goodbyes and hung up the phone, he turned to look at Sergeant Major Taylor standing in the doorway to his office.
"Go get me the information on all the available A teams inside the United States borders."
"Yes sir," Taylor said and walked out of the office.
Parker took another look at the paper sitting on his desk and uttered a disgusted noise. He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes.
"Goddamnit," Parker muttered. The world just couldn't avoid war for more than two years, and now it looked like things were spinning greatly out of control and it was going to throw everybody off loop.
"Oh well." Parker got up from his desk and walked out of his office, peaking his head around the corner to see if his secretary was still in her desk.
"Carol," Parker called. "See if you can find Colonel Fulbright and ask him to come to my office as soon as possible."
What we need right now, Parker told himself, are some insertion plans. Russia is a big country, and were going to have to find a way to allow that to work to our advantage. China is definitely going to be the leader here, and Japan will likely be the sacrifice. Japan's air force is in less than standard condition, and I doubt if they have any type of reconnaissance planes that we don't know about. So it's highly likely that Japan will be the first country across the China-Russian border, and that it will be crossed on foot. We can use that to our advantage, since they are not going to be expecting a large fighting force. Once they think that the entire trek into Russia will be a walk in the park, we start hitting them from all sides. This'll be difficult considering were only going to have a few A teams, but if we can stay hidden, we can make them think that they are up against an enemy at least five times the size that there actually up against.
Colonel Richard Fulbright walked into Parker's office as he was going over the plans for the initial insertion and attacking tactics that the Green Berets would have to do. Colonel Fulbright was a tall man, nearly towering over Parker's six foot nine body.
"Have a seat Rich," Parker said and indicated the chair in front of his desk.
Colonel Fulbright sat without speaking a word and waited until Parker spoke.
"You were out training the guys in parachute jumping?" Parker asked.
"Yeah, a couple guys experienced vertigo on the rappelling tower yesterday and I wanted to go over some of the things you are supposed to do when you start to feel the effects."
Parker nodded his head, he then handed Colonel Fulbright the paper that had been given to him by Sergeant Major Taylor that morning.
Fulbright scanned the paper quickly, and handed it back to Parker without any reaction showing on his face.
"Well?" Parker asked, his eyebrows raised.
"This isn't something that were going to be able to think through in such a short amount of time general, we'll need at least two months to think up the insertion and attack methods that we will have to train our men in even before we start thinking of actually acquiring the available aircraft and gear that we'll need to head over to Russia. We need at least a three month extension on that timeline, and even with that much time were bound to be cutting things drastically short."
Parker nodded his head. "That's what I was thinking when I called the Chief of Staff, where I had it explained to me that the President was the one to make this decision, and unless I wanted to explain the problems to him, than I would be wise to keep my mouth shut and to get my Green Berets trained and ready to go in two months."
"Impossible," Colonel Fulbright said simply. "We will need two months to think about trying to find an insertion plan that will allow us to enter Siberia without the Chinese or Japanese noticing, and then we have to think about how were supposed to recon the enemy and stall them for as long as humanly possible. Two months will only give us that much, and unless the Chief of Staff thinks that we can fight them without any actual troops, than he just has to give us more time."
Parker nodded his head, agreeing with what Colonel Fulbright was saying.
"Right, now what I want you to do is call over to the Special Warfare school, and to get Lieutenant General Moore on the line and I want you to explain to him what you have just told me and then I want you to ask him to phone up the Chief of Staff and to kindly explain to him that unless he wants to send our A teams to their deaths, than were going to need more time."
"Are you sure that's wise," Colonel Fulbright asked. "General Moore might be offended that his paratroopers weren't the ones to get the job and he'll tell us to go and screw ourselves."
Parker smiled. "Don't you worry about that, General Moore is a soldier first, and a paratrooper second, he'll understand what the situation is and he'll give the Chief of Staff hell."
Colonel Fulbright nodded and got up from his seat and left the office.
Just as Fulbright left, Taylor returned to the office, carrying a thick folder.
"Here you are sir; inside of that folder contains the dossiers of every Green Beret stationed in this country, from where he was born, to what his shoe size is."
"Gee thanks, I think," Parker said as he took the folder and glanced at it. "Now it looks like I've got some bedtime reading."
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It had been three days since Ishii had arrived in Tokyo, and it had been three days since he had asked Akane and Akari to help him in his attempts to bring down the Japanese government. During those three days, Ishii had yet to make a single phone call or even leave the Saotome household. This had begun to make Akane and Akari somewhat 'edgy' and they decided to confront Ishii about it.
Ishii was, at the moment, sitting inside the living room, watching television. To be exact, he was watching NFL football, which the Saotome's had access to because of satellite, which had actually been given to them from the firm that Ranma, Akari, and Ishii owned. The real price of the satellite had not been given to Ranma or Akane, because Ishii had predicted that they might have found twenty thousand dollars an expensive price for satellite.
As Akane and Akari entered the living room, Ishii was explaining the finer points of the role a defensive back has to Ryoga Jr and Kagome.
"And when he gets free of the rusher then-" Ishii cut off his explanation when he noticed Akari and Akane standing beside the couch.
"Mommy!" Kagome exclaimed. "I want to be a defensive back!"
Ishii laughed somewhat nervously as he tousled Kagome's hair.
"She's just joking," Ishii told the two women who were now shooting death glares at Ishii.
Ryoga Jr spoke up. "And I want to be a quarterback!"
Ishii flashed a horrified expression at Ryoga Jr and turned back to the two women.
"Heh, he's just joking too." He turned to the two children. "Alright guys, how about we go get ready to go to the park?"
"Yeah!" the two children exclaimed and ran out of the room.
"Ishii," Akane said after the children had left. "We need to talk."
"Look, if this is about the kids wanting to be football players I'm sorry, I didn't think that they would get so obsessed with it."
Akane shook her head. "It's not about that, though we will be having a talk later about that, it's about what you were talking about on Christmas."
Realization dawned in Ishii's eyes. "Oh, well don't you two worry; I've got everything under control."
"But you haven't done anything!" Akari nearly shouted.
"Is that what this is about?" Ishii asked after a short pause.
"Yes," both girls replied.
To Akane and Akari's annoyance, Ishii started to laugh loudly.
Once he had finished laughing Ishii got up from the couch and hugged the two girls.
"You two are absolutely wonderful!" Ishii said and released them from his hug. "The reason I haven't been doing anything yet is because I still have to wait for all the others to get here. Remember, it took me almost two weeks to get here from the U.S. and that also took me bribing almost fifty people. The others should be here soon, and then things will start to happen relatively fast."
Akane and Akari looked a little dubious but nodded their heads anyway.
"Come on, let's take those guys to the park, and I promise that things will start to happen soon."
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Author's Notes: Hi everyone. For those finding the NFL mentioning in here a little odd, too bad. My favorite team won yesterday and I just needed to put a little football into this story. And yes, even though I am a woman I do enjoy football. For all the girls out there, take the chance, football is a great game.
Alright, back to business. My god, did I offend everybody or something, only two reviews. Was the last chapter horrible or something.
I'll forgive you, but I want to see at least seven or eight reviews for this chapter. Until I get that many there will be no new chapters. Oh, I can't do something like that. I'll release a new chapter in one week, but if I do get a lot of reviews I'll release it a lot sooner.
Oh yeah, wasn't that dream sequence Ryoga really sweet? Don't expect to be seeing Phil any time soon, he's going into the planning stages right now so he might not be in the story for the next few chapters.
"It's time to get up Ryoga!" Akari's voice rang out.
Ryoga opened his blurry eyes and saw his wife standing in the doorway to their room. A smile lit up his face and he continued to lie in his bed.
"C'mon Ryoga," Akari said, stepping into the room. "We've got to head over to Akane and Ranma's today, and I'm sure you don't want to be spending that time here in bed."
Ryoga chuckled softly and spun around, grabbing Akari's waist and pulling her on top of him. A startled cry escaped Akari's throat as she landed with a thump on Ryoga's hard chest.
"I think they would understand if we were just a little late," Ryoga said, allowing his hands to travel up the back of Akari's shirt.
Akari blushed and shuddered a little but she still managed to keep her composure.
"Now, now, Ryoga," Akari said lightly. "There's not going to be any time for that."
Ryoga nuzzled his face in Akari's neck and allowed his hand to travel further up her back. "I think we could squeeze something in before it's time to go."
A short wrestling match ensued and Akari wound up underneath Ryoga, her arms pinned above her head.
"Well now," Ryoga said lightly. "What should I do with you?"
Akari smiled. "Normally I would have a hundred suggestions for you honey, but for right now I'm going to have to ask you to release me from your lustful plans."
"Alright," Ryoga relented, rising up off of Akari, but not before he could get a few squeezes of her chest in. "But I hope you can remember the way we left off."
"Oh don't worry about that," Akari said, rising up from the bed, straightening a few strands of hair that had fallen over her face. "Now you get dressed and I'll go call Akane and tell her were on our way."
Ryoga smiled at his wife and watched her leave the room. Shaking his head softly, Ryoga opened his closet and searched for some clothes to wear.
As he descended the stairs, Ryoga saw Akari waiting for him, holding his jacket for him by the front door.
"Come on," Akari said. "Akane told me that they have a surprise for us."
Grumbling good-naturedly, Ryoga put his arms into the sleeves of the coach. "It better be a good surprise, especially since they have interrupted my lustful plans for today."
Akari shook her head. "Is that all you can think about?"
Quickly faster than Akari could follow, Ryoga had wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the ground.
"And what else am I supposed to be thinking about with such a sexy wife?" Ryoga asked as he laughed cheerfully.
"My god," Akari said laughing. "You're worse than Happosai."
Ryoga set her on the ground, and took a moment to stare longingly into her eyes.
"My beautiful wife," Ryoga said softly, running a hand gently down her cheek. Akari placed her hand over his and gently leaned her head into his hand. "I love you."
Akari's eyes began to tear up and she smiled.
"I love you too."
Ryoga hugged her to him, feeling for perhaps the first time in his life, happy and content.
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Ryoga awoke when a scream came running down through his cell. He weakly raised his head and saw that the lights were finally working in his cell and that the cell across from his was now occupied with some of the prison guards.
Ryoga let his mind move back to the memory of his dream. For the first time in awhile, he had actually dreamt about Akari. His heart ached in his chest. The dream had seemed so real, the touch of Akari's hands, and the feel of her body, it all seemed so real.
As more screams echoed through his cell, Ryoga tried to keep the memory of Akari's body in his mind.
I hate this place, Ryoga's thoughts screamed in his head.
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"But the troops haven't even finished their training yet, hell they haven't even made their first jump," General Parker said, somewhat angrily into the phone.
*Your not being asked to take all the Green Berets general, all that was said is that you will need to be sending some A teams over to Russia. You of all people should understand the threat that China and Japan are posing, we need someone over there that can tell us just how many forces that are going to be necessary for us to end this situation as fast as possible,* the voice on the other end of the phone said.
"Most of my experienced guys are over in Afghanistan right now," General Parker tried desperately to explain. "Most of my people haven't ever heard a shot fired in anger in their lives."
*Look Phil,* the person on the end said, their voice stern. *I understand that this is coming right out of left field, but there is absolutely no debate here, the President wants soldiers on the ground over their and checking out what our enemies can do.*
"But only a few A teams won't be able to do that," Phil protested. "And I desperately hope that you guys understand that."
*I understand that we are stretched a little thin right now, but you have to understand that everyone is. With the war in Afghanistan we've spread all our resources out too thin, and now when were faced with a full blown out war, were going to be backed into a corner with nowhere to turn to. Right now, all we can do is put down some Special Forces and see just how determined the two countries are in taking Siberia, because I hope you understand that Russia will not be capable of stopping them once their inside her borders.*
Phil sighed, he didn't want to admit it, but the Chief of Staff was right, what America needed right now was a way to gauge the enemies skill and size, and find out just how much force would be needed to take them down.
"Alright," Phil relented. "You can give me the other details later, but I've got one other thing to ask. Am I going to be going over with them?"
There was a slight pause on the other side.
*It's your call, if you think you can do some good over there than go ahead, but otherwise, just send those guys over there and think about some ways for us to intercept them before they can claim victory.*
Phil uttered his goodbyes and hung up the phone, he turned to look at Sergeant Major Taylor standing in the doorway to his office.
"Go get me the information on all the available A teams inside the United States borders."
"Yes sir," Taylor said and walked out of the office.
Parker took another look at the paper sitting on his desk and uttered a disgusted noise. He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes.
"Goddamnit," Parker muttered. The world just couldn't avoid war for more than two years, and now it looked like things were spinning greatly out of control and it was going to throw everybody off loop.
"Oh well." Parker got up from his desk and walked out of his office, peaking his head around the corner to see if his secretary was still in her desk.
"Carol," Parker called. "See if you can find Colonel Fulbright and ask him to come to my office as soon as possible."
What we need right now, Parker told himself, are some insertion plans. Russia is a big country, and were going to have to find a way to allow that to work to our advantage. China is definitely going to be the leader here, and Japan will likely be the sacrifice. Japan's air force is in less than standard condition, and I doubt if they have any type of reconnaissance planes that we don't know about. So it's highly likely that Japan will be the first country across the China-Russian border, and that it will be crossed on foot. We can use that to our advantage, since they are not going to be expecting a large fighting force. Once they think that the entire trek into Russia will be a walk in the park, we start hitting them from all sides. This'll be difficult considering were only going to have a few A teams, but if we can stay hidden, we can make them think that they are up against an enemy at least five times the size that there actually up against.
Colonel Richard Fulbright walked into Parker's office as he was going over the plans for the initial insertion and attacking tactics that the Green Berets would have to do. Colonel Fulbright was a tall man, nearly towering over Parker's six foot nine body.
"Have a seat Rich," Parker said and indicated the chair in front of his desk.
Colonel Fulbright sat without speaking a word and waited until Parker spoke.
"You were out training the guys in parachute jumping?" Parker asked.
"Yeah, a couple guys experienced vertigo on the rappelling tower yesterday and I wanted to go over some of the things you are supposed to do when you start to feel the effects."
Parker nodded his head, he then handed Colonel Fulbright the paper that had been given to him by Sergeant Major Taylor that morning.
Fulbright scanned the paper quickly, and handed it back to Parker without any reaction showing on his face.
"Well?" Parker asked, his eyebrows raised.
"This isn't something that were going to be able to think through in such a short amount of time general, we'll need at least two months to think up the insertion and attack methods that we will have to train our men in even before we start thinking of actually acquiring the available aircraft and gear that we'll need to head over to Russia. We need at least a three month extension on that timeline, and even with that much time were bound to be cutting things drastically short."
Parker nodded his head. "That's what I was thinking when I called the Chief of Staff, where I had it explained to me that the President was the one to make this decision, and unless I wanted to explain the problems to him, than I would be wise to keep my mouth shut and to get my Green Berets trained and ready to go in two months."
"Impossible," Colonel Fulbright said simply. "We will need two months to think about trying to find an insertion plan that will allow us to enter Siberia without the Chinese or Japanese noticing, and then we have to think about how were supposed to recon the enemy and stall them for as long as humanly possible. Two months will only give us that much, and unless the Chief of Staff thinks that we can fight them without any actual troops, than he just has to give us more time."
Parker nodded his head, agreeing with what Colonel Fulbright was saying.
"Right, now what I want you to do is call over to the Special Warfare school, and to get Lieutenant General Moore on the line and I want you to explain to him what you have just told me and then I want you to ask him to phone up the Chief of Staff and to kindly explain to him that unless he wants to send our A teams to their deaths, than were going to need more time."
"Are you sure that's wise," Colonel Fulbright asked. "General Moore might be offended that his paratroopers weren't the ones to get the job and he'll tell us to go and screw ourselves."
Parker smiled. "Don't you worry about that, General Moore is a soldier first, and a paratrooper second, he'll understand what the situation is and he'll give the Chief of Staff hell."
Colonel Fulbright nodded and got up from his seat and left the office.
Just as Fulbright left, Taylor returned to the office, carrying a thick folder.
"Here you are sir; inside of that folder contains the dossiers of every Green Beret stationed in this country, from where he was born, to what his shoe size is."
"Gee thanks, I think," Parker said as he took the folder and glanced at it. "Now it looks like I've got some bedtime reading."
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It had been three days since Ishii had arrived in Tokyo, and it had been three days since he had asked Akane and Akari to help him in his attempts to bring down the Japanese government. During those three days, Ishii had yet to make a single phone call or even leave the Saotome household. This had begun to make Akane and Akari somewhat 'edgy' and they decided to confront Ishii about it.
Ishii was, at the moment, sitting inside the living room, watching television. To be exact, he was watching NFL football, which the Saotome's had access to because of satellite, which had actually been given to them from the firm that Ranma, Akari, and Ishii owned. The real price of the satellite had not been given to Ranma or Akane, because Ishii had predicted that they might have found twenty thousand dollars an expensive price for satellite.
As Akane and Akari entered the living room, Ishii was explaining the finer points of the role a defensive back has to Ryoga Jr and Kagome.
"And when he gets free of the rusher then-" Ishii cut off his explanation when he noticed Akari and Akane standing beside the couch.
"Mommy!" Kagome exclaimed. "I want to be a defensive back!"
Ishii laughed somewhat nervously as he tousled Kagome's hair.
"She's just joking," Ishii told the two women who were now shooting death glares at Ishii.
Ryoga Jr spoke up. "And I want to be a quarterback!"
Ishii flashed a horrified expression at Ryoga Jr and turned back to the two women.
"Heh, he's just joking too." He turned to the two children. "Alright guys, how about we go get ready to go to the park?"
"Yeah!" the two children exclaimed and ran out of the room.
"Ishii," Akane said after the children had left. "We need to talk."
"Look, if this is about the kids wanting to be football players I'm sorry, I didn't think that they would get so obsessed with it."
Akane shook her head. "It's not about that, though we will be having a talk later about that, it's about what you were talking about on Christmas."
Realization dawned in Ishii's eyes. "Oh, well don't you two worry; I've got everything under control."
"But you haven't done anything!" Akari nearly shouted.
"Is that what this is about?" Ishii asked after a short pause.
"Yes," both girls replied.
To Akane and Akari's annoyance, Ishii started to laugh loudly.
Once he had finished laughing Ishii got up from the couch and hugged the two girls.
"You two are absolutely wonderful!" Ishii said and released them from his hug. "The reason I haven't been doing anything yet is because I still have to wait for all the others to get here. Remember, it took me almost two weeks to get here from the U.S. and that also took me bribing almost fifty people. The others should be here soon, and then things will start to happen relatively fast."
Akane and Akari looked a little dubious but nodded their heads anyway.
"Come on, let's take those guys to the park, and I promise that things will start to happen soon."
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Author's Notes: Hi everyone. For those finding the NFL mentioning in here a little odd, too bad. My favorite team won yesterday and I just needed to put a little football into this story. And yes, even though I am a woman I do enjoy football. For all the girls out there, take the chance, football is a great game.
Alright, back to business. My god, did I offend everybody or something, only two reviews. Was the last chapter horrible or something.
I'll forgive you, but I want to see at least seven or eight reviews for this chapter. Until I get that many there will be no new chapters. Oh, I can't do something like that. I'll release a new chapter in one week, but if I do get a lot of reviews I'll release it a lot sooner.
Oh yeah, wasn't that dream sequence Ryoga really sweet? Don't expect to be seeing Phil any time soon, he's going into the planning stages right now so he might not be in the story for the next few chapters.