Chapter 3
Achika and Nobuyuki Masaki watched as their three year old son played with his grandfather. Achika sighed in content at the scene and Nobuyuki held her close as he to sighed.
"Nobuyuki my aunt is coming later, you know Norika." "Yes. Is she bringing her son with her?" "Yes." No sooner did they end their conversation when they heard Katsuhito call out, "Norika. Good of you to come! Ranma you have grown big."
The Masakis grabbed their son and took him to the voices. When the boys saw each other Ranma grappled Tenchi to the ground and they began to wrestle and giggle.
The four adult just smiled at the two young boys and then went to a bench and started to talk.
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"So you fear Genma will do something and you have started Ranma on his use of his sword. I understand. Why did you marry that. . . .that lowlife, greedy, inconsiderate man sister?" "I don't know Yosho. I just don't know. I just did. It's funny that I still married him even when I knew how he was. That was why I didn't date him long while I went to school. Gray knew what and who I was. I didn't have to disguise myself at home. I remember telling him about my Juri lineage. He didn't care. He said he always knew I was different. He said I was too beautiful to be a normal human."
Katsuhito nodded and thought on what Norika had told him about not knowing that reason for marrying Genma. He suspected something, for he knew for certain she did not love the man. No matter how nice he had been to her after Gray's death or mysterious disappearance. He knew part of the reason she married and stayed with Genma, Ranma. It provided the boy with a father/father-figure and martial arts trainer. Genma was a very skilled martial artist and was teaching Ranma those skills, even if Norika could do it all on her own very well. She had been the best student in training on Juri, even better than he, Yosho, himself was then and now.
Katsuhito closed his eyes and prayed to Tsunami that she watch over his nephew Asuka or Ranma, and protect him to the best she could from his stepfather Genma.
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Achika and Nodoka reminisced together while Katsuhito and Nobuyuki played with the boys. "So how is Kimiko? Is her health still on the flux?" Nodoka sighed sadly and nodded. Achika's eyes filled with tears and Nodoka hugged her. Achika's head was on Nodoka's shoulder and she sobbed. Nodoka to felt the pain that Achika was feeling because she felt the same; knowing that they were losing their third musketeer, their best friend, and not knowing a way to safe her.
Nodoka and Achika cried and cried. They stopped when they both felt little arms surround their legs. The two women stopped weeping and looked toward their prides and joy their sons.
Ranma hated to see his mother cry and he asked, "Why are you crying mama?" Nodoka weakly smiled and the watery reply came, "We have a friend who is very, very, very sick Asuka. She is slowly dying and there is no way to safe her."
Ranma absorbed it all and asked, "Can't you use some magic to heal her? Some type of healing that can help her while she sleeps or, or some type of ki tech-tech. . . ." " Technique Asuka?" " Yeah, yeah that the word!"
Nodoka thought on this for a long time and when she came back to reality, Achika looked at her with hopeful eyes and was glad she had an idea, and a good one at that, that might work very affectively and permanently and nodded yes. Achika's face lit up in joy and she hugged her little cousin Asuka or Ranma with a thank you then hugged her aunt/friend.
Nodoka smiled at Achika's retreating back, then turned to her son and grandnephew and picked the two three-year-olds up and hugged them tight and close. In her son's ear Nodoka said, "Thank you for the brilliant idea my son. It might work."
Nodoka kissed both boys on their foreheads and put the back down and whispered, "I love you boys." "Love you mama." "Love you to Aunt Norika."
Nodoka left into the house to find what she could find on healing. She found the specific one she had thought of.
Achika and Nobuyuki Masaki watched as their three year old son played with his grandfather. Achika sighed in content at the scene and Nobuyuki held her close as he to sighed.
"Nobuyuki my aunt is coming later, you know Norika." "Yes. Is she bringing her son with her?" "Yes." No sooner did they end their conversation when they heard Katsuhito call out, "Norika. Good of you to come! Ranma you have grown big."
The Masakis grabbed their son and took him to the voices. When the boys saw each other Ranma grappled Tenchi to the ground and they began to wrestle and giggle.
The four adult just smiled at the two young boys and then went to a bench and started to talk.
* * * *
"So you fear Genma will do something and you have started Ranma on his use of his sword. I understand. Why did you marry that. . . .that lowlife, greedy, inconsiderate man sister?" "I don't know Yosho. I just don't know. I just did. It's funny that I still married him even when I knew how he was. That was why I didn't date him long while I went to school. Gray knew what and who I was. I didn't have to disguise myself at home. I remember telling him about my Juri lineage. He didn't care. He said he always knew I was different. He said I was too beautiful to be a normal human."
Katsuhito nodded and thought on what Norika had told him about not knowing that reason for marrying Genma. He suspected something, for he knew for certain she did not love the man. No matter how nice he had been to her after Gray's death or mysterious disappearance. He knew part of the reason she married and stayed with Genma, Ranma. It provided the boy with a father/father-figure and martial arts trainer. Genma was a very skilled martial artist and was teaching Ranma those skills, even if Norika could do it all on her own very well. She had been the best student in training on Juri, even better than he, Yosho, himself was then and now.
Katsuhito closed his eyes and prayed to Tsunami that she watch over his nephew Asuka or Ranma, and protect him to the best she could from his stepfather Genma.
* * * *
Achika and Nodoka reminisced together while Katsuhito and Nobuyuki played with the boys. "So how is Kimiko? Is her health still on the flux?" Nodoka sighed sadly and nodded. Achika's eyes filled with tears and Nodoka hugged her. Achika's head was on Nodoka's shoulder and she sobbed. Nodoka to felt the pain that Achika was feeling because she felt the same; knowing that they were losing their third musketeer, their best friend, and not knowing a way to safe her.
Nodoka and Achika cried and cried. They stopped when they both felt little arms surround their legs. The two women stopped weeping and looked toward their prides and joy their sons.
Ranma hated to see his mother cry and he asked, "Why are you crying mama?" Nodoka weakly smiled and the watery reply came, "We have a friend who is very, very, very sick Asuka. She is slowly dying and there is no way to safe her."
Ranma absorbed it all and asked, "Can't you use some magic to heal her? Some type of healing that can help her while she sleeps or, or some type of ki tech-tech. . . ." " Technique Asuka?" " Yeah, yeah that the word!"
Nodoka thought on this for a long time and when she came back to reality, Achika looked at her with hopeful eyes and was glad she had an idea, and a good one at that, that might work very affectively and permanently and nodded yes. Achika's face lit up in joy and she hugged her little cousin Asuka or Ranma with a thank you then hugged her aunt/friend.
Nodoka smiled at Achika's retreating back, then turned to her son and grandnephew and picked the two three-year-olds up and hugged them tight and close. In her son's ear Nodoka said, "Thank you for the brilliant idea my son. It might work."
Nodoka kissed both boys on their foreheads and put the back down and whispered, "I love you boys." "Love you mama." "Love you to Aunt Norika."
Nodoka left into the house to find what she could find on healing. She found the specific one she had thought of.