A Ranma ½ King of Fighters crossover fanfiction
Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma ½ and King of Fighters characters. Especially some macho chick! That's built like a stick! Dumb as a brick! Thighs are too thick! Can't even kick! *WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!* Ugh… shutting up now… oi…
Flames of Destiny
By Insane Blight
Interlude II: Conflicting Minds
Kagura Home
The priestess sighed as she recalled her encounter a few days ago. 'I was at fault… I jumped to conclusions; I should've had more control over my personal feelings. One thing that bothers me is that his aura is definitely of the Orochi clan, so why did he help me? Reiko said that he was only here to ask me about the Orochi myth and I couldn't sense any lies in his words as well. Oh, I'm so confused! Maki, I wish you were here with me…'
Reiko quietly opened the door to Chizuru's room; she peeked inside and saw the priestess staring blankly outside the window. The young servant hesitantly knocked on the door a couple of times to try and get Chizuru's attention. "Lady Chizuru…? Master Kusanagi has just arrived; he's waiting at the guest area ma'am."
"Fine… tell him I'll be there in a minute." she replied, a little irritated at the sudden intrusion.
Reiko bowed and quickly left the room. 'Sigh… I guess she was reminiscing her time with Maki-sama.' The young servant walked along the lengthy hallway while in deep thought. 'I wonder what brought Master Kusanagi here. No word has gotten out about that incident with Mr. Ranma so it's not that. Could it be about the Orochi clan? Chizuru-sama said that they showed up during the last King of Fighters tournament so perhaps that's what this is about.'
She entered the guest room and spotted the Kusanagi heir leaning on a wall. "Master Kusanagi, Lady Chizuru will be here in just a minute."
Kyo merely nodded, although showing some signs of boredom from his movements. Soon enough, Chizuru entered the room just as Reiko was about to take her leave. The young Kagura servant bowed to the two and promptly left the room, Chizuru knelt in an almost perfect posture and Kyo followed suit.
"Why did you call me Kagura?"
"I wanted to know if you're interested in joining forces once more for the upcoming tournament. Orochi has grown more powerful, I do not think that the seals will hold the beast for long and perhaps that man's purpose will come to pass this year…" The dark-haired girl calmly stated.
Kyo on the other hand, looked bored. "Aaaand? Look, I have my own team for the tournament and if there are more of those like that bastard Goenitz then I'll just beat them up, simple as that." He said with a shrug.
Chizuru's eyebrows furrowed at the Kusanagi heir's arrogance. "I see… I'm sorry to hear that." she said, she then stood up and heads toward the door. "Perhaps we all need some time to grow up…" she said as she closed the door, ignoring the boy's disputes.
'Ranma Saotome and Iori Yagami… I doubt that they will enter the tournament willingly. Then again… Yagami is almost a sure bet when he hears the news that Kyo will enter once again however this Ranma is another matter, he doesn't have a reason to enter the tournament. I guess it'll be only Yagami then…'
France
Chris was starting to feel uneasy on the chair he's currently sitting on; he leans forward and stares at the floor. He chuckles to himself every now and then, thinking of the irony of it all. 'I wonder what made me do this? Me? The anti-social Chris joining a music group…? And the group still hasn't fallen apart yet?! I'm having a hard time believing it myself… even my time with Ranma didn't go this smoothly.'
The blue-eyed boy looked at the members of the group and couldn't help but smile slightly. Yashiro was sitting on top of a large speaker with an anxious look etched on his face, Shermie was frantically walking back and forth, mumbling to herself in french while doing so. 'I hope one of them lose it soon, I could use some entertainment myself.'
'The dreams did not bother me that much these past few days, though I'm still uncertain about Yashiro and Shermie. Yashiro is friendly with me but there is something about him that gives me the creeps… and it's not his imposing figure! I feel it goes deeper than that. Shermie is… Shermie, I guess… she has this carefree attitude but I know that there is more to her than what she shows in public. Sigh, I better get those two pumped up for the concert…'
"Oh Come on! So it's our debut as a music band, what's the big deal? We should just do what we do best! Yashiro, stop sitting there like an idiot and Shermie, stop prancing around like a high school girl on a prom night!"
The blonde glared at the blue-eyed boy while Shermie went over to Chris and began cursing him in French. The brown-haired boy smirked and took the insults in stride. 'Well, at least that got them out of their funk.'
'Maybe I should give them a chance, just one chance and hope that it'll work out in the end.'
"Well, let's give these people a show they won't forget!!!"
Saotome Garden
Ranma was in deep thought after hearing his clan's dark history. 'And here I thought that nothing could surprise me anymore… I have that serpent's blood inside me all along? Is that why I'm a step ahead of everyone in Nerima back then? Is it because of him that I'm still alive?! Am I supposed to be grateful to that monster for these abilities?'
The ponytailed boy looks up and saw a couple of the Wrecking Crew blow up a section of the wall. 'This I don't need, I really can't have any peace at all huh? Maybe that's the way it's supposed to be… will I forever be alone? I… I know they say that they 'understand' or they 'know' how I feel but dammit… they're nothing but lies, words of comfort! How the hell can they possibly understand?! I took the lives of an entire race of people… and the worst part is that I liked it!'
He looked at Nabiki and his bloodlust became harder to control. 'People like her… I bet she'll probably do anything for a large amount of cash. People like her… doesn't care about other people, they only care about themselves… they'd never give a damn about the lives they've ruined. I… I can't control… myself…!'
"Have at thee!!!"
Ranma was still staring at Nabiki when his body went into action. He grabbed the kendoist's bokken and promptly snapped it in half. He delivered a high kick that connected to the kendoist's face; he then jumped and performed an elbow smash to Kuno's head, knocking him out.
"Ohohohoho! Ranma-sama, come to me!"
The blue-eyed boy punched Kodachi's face with such force that the gymnast was flung to the other side of the garden. 'I'm so tired… I just want to get away from everything… I just… I want to run away…'
Just then, Soun and Genma got in his face and began to berate him about 'honor' and 'responsibility'. Ranma stares right back at his father with sad eyes. 'Where did my father go? The one who would make sure that I am well taken cared of when I was young, the one who would risk his life to save mine… the one who… loved me as his son. Did… did he even exist…?'
Ranma looks at Genma once more before bowing his head. 'Is this the real him? Were all of the memories I remembered before the training trip all a lie…? I have to make sure…'
"Is that all you care about? Do you only think about yourself? Don't you even think of my well being at all…?" Ranma's voice was barely above whisper. 'One last chance…'
Genma, of course was oblivious to Ranma's current state of mind. "Of course I care about my, I mean, your well being! C'mon boy! Marry Akane and I'll forgive you for running away from your obligations."
Ranma was about to respond when his chest suddenly felt like it was on fire. 'Wha…?!'
//Flash//
An image of a burning village, the cries of women and children can be heard from the distance.
In the eyes of a child, you can see the child's mother and father killed in front of him. The child's last vision was a sword making its way towards him…
A group of men armed with swords raiding every house in sight, screams followed suit. A sadistic smile was plastered on their faces afterwards.
An image of a woman holding her dead son in her arms
A man standing over the ruins of his house, tears falling freely from his eyes as he looks at the corpse of his wife.
Image of a little girl desperately trying to 'wake' her parents from their eternal slumber.
An image of Ranma standing in the middle of the village, all the eyes of the murdered people are fixed on him.
//Flash//
"I see… then I have no regrets, for what I'm about to do…"
Ranma looks up and smiles at his father. His hair changed to a combination of black and violet, his skin grew a little pale, his body became a little more defined and his eyes took on a violet hue, violet even down to the whites.
"I'll kill you!!!"
AN: One more chapter before the Tournament arc begins. Yeah, I'm stalling a bit with this Interlude but I feel as if that I went too fast in regards to Ranma's anger towards Genma. I'm rewriting the panda/Ranma fight scenes in chapter 8… (I went a little overboard ^^;)
Eheheh (Scratches the back of his head)… with those kinds of suggestions, I truly think it's just right to give the fic an R rating starting… hmmmm… now? ^^; Might as well, it'll also give me a lot more freedom in doing detailed fighting scenes, especially for the upcoming tournament. Ja!
Next Chapter Old Habits Die Hard
Blood… his hands were covered in blood… their blood… he actually did it… and he enjoyed every second of it…