(Alright I didn't get that many reviews this time around. This, my
friends, is a bad thing! I need hearty full reviews to have my
concentration and writing skills at their best. You don't want me writing
bad do you? Huh, Sad. Oh yeah dogbertcarrol! Um. OF COURSE RANMA FORGOT
TO ASK THE GUIDE WHERE IN CALIFORNIA! This is Ranma after all., so on with
the show!)
Chapter 5: School... Meet Ranko!
Ranma was stuck in a rut. What to do? To apply at a school and rent an apartment? Or... To not do this and search California camping wherever she went. This was bad because California didn't have many places to really camp and it was HOT! Ranma had made a steady supply of income lately from a construction job. When she applied the men were skeptical. What could this girl do that a man couldn't? Why would she even apply for a job like this? When they watched her pick up and carry a large dump truck faster than it would have gone normally, well, they hired her on the spot for 50,000 a year. Yes they did proceed to fire a few other people, but hey? That's business. In the end she decided to apply. She also thought of the school as a great place to find gossip, info, etc. (Of course Ranma had a twisted image on what a school was...) Perhaps she would find a Nabiki impersonate who could find this cure for her? And also... she made like she didn't think about it but if... on the off chance she didn't find a cure... she would at least have a residence. She couldn't bear going back home uncured...
"I can't use my real name," Ranma thought, "No matter how far away it is Nabiki will still find me, even though I hardly resemble my girl self anymore. I gotta think of a different name,"
"Well Ranko will be fine, I think, but I still need a last name,"
"Tendo? No way. Saotome? DEFINANTLY NO WAY! Kuno? Uh... I doubt they'd figure that out but still, no. I gotta make up my own. I can't use someone else's name. Ayami. Where have I heard that before? Oh well, It sounds really good. Ranko Ayami, Age 17, Class Student Occupation Construction Hair Color Blonde Eye Color Blue... Wait their not blue anymore now there Green. Height 5' 9" Weight Uh.... Ranma was pretty sure her wait in girl form was about 110 Now she was a little taller though so she guessed 120,"
Ranma finished signing the application paper for Lenton County High School. A small town in the southern county in the southern part of the State. The City name was Called Bryworth. (The city and county were made up by me. That's about it.) She went to sleep thinking of how weird, or perhaps normal? Her days were going to be.
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"Yes, I want to rent a room!" Ranma said.
"But miss, aren't you too young to be out on your own?" The apartment manager replied.
"Blah Blah Blah, I want a room and I have the money to pay for it. Give me a home. I'll only be here for a month or two!!"
"Alright Miss but I don't know how you intend to keep paying for..." He didn't get to finish.
"Thanks," Ranma said as she snatched the key and papers from his hand. After filling them out she simply went to her new room and slept away. After all, big day tomorrow. School, you know.
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Ranma woke up late. This was Ranma after all. She was beginning to notice and annoying pain on her chest. Like something was burned there. After thinking about that for a while she finally figured out what a bra was for. Though, since this was Ranma, she didn't even feel the pain on her chest until now. She was firmly biased on not wearing a bra. The good part was that the school here didn't have a uniform code so she could pretty much wear whatever she wanted. She walked to school on, what she was pleased to note, a fence, wearing her normal Chinese style of clothing.
The odd thing was, to Ranma, that the school had no gate. It had a lane for buses to drive through and a sidewalk in front of that. Then came the walkway up to the main entrance, and a parking lot was on the opposite side of the school.
"Here," she said to the woman at the counter.
"Ranko? Ayumi?.... Where are you from?" The woman asked.
"Uh... I'm not really sure where I was born but I came from Japan. I've had a case of amnesia and I don't remember where I belong. I heard rumor my family was in California so I came here," Ranma lied. "It's good enough," Ranma thought, "They'll buy it,"
"Oh, you poor dear, I'm soo sorry!" the woman said. "I'm Jean, but you can call me Mrs. Falk,"
"Ok," Ranma said, while taking her schedule. As Ranma left the office she noticed that a tense air, was hanging about the school. Like everyone was waiting for something bad to happen. "Well, they got me. Ain't that bad enough?" Ranma thought.
The second Ranma walked into the main hall, boys swarmed her.
"Hey! Look at the hottie over there!"
"Damn! She's fine!"
"I don't think she's wearin' a bra!"
"Ugh, there a bunch of Happosai's," Ranma thought. Not wanting to make herself to, uh... scary to talk to, she turned down all the boys' offers to her with words instead of fists. Noticing a few people, three boys and two girls, that the boys had not hit on her she decided to talk to them.
"Hello," She said, "I'm Ranko, do you mind if I sit here?" Ranma asked pointing to the windowsill they sat on.
The boys went insane. Why would some girl who could have any other guy in the entire school want to sit with them.
"SURE!" They said at once. Two received slaps from there girl friends. The third was lucky.
"May I ask? Why would you come here, to talk to us when you have every guy in school hitting on you?" The first girl asked.
"Actually that's why I came to talk to you. You two," Ranma said pointing to the girls, " aren't glaring at me for taking your boyfriends or something like that, and your three, " She pointed the boys, "aren't hitting on me,"
-Blink- -Blink- "You don't like guys hitting on you?" the second guy asked.
"Well, guys hitting on me won't cure my amnesia, however asking someone about it may," Ranma returned.
"Well, In that case, I'm Leah. This is Shannon. The boys are Aaron Luc and Jessie, but we call him Jess, what do you want to know? Maybe we can help?" Leah asked.
"Well, have you ever heard of a place called Jousenkyo?" Ranma asked.
"Sorry can't help you there," Shannon said. The others said the same.
The bell rang signaling it time to get to class.
"Oh well, thanks anyway then," Ranma said as she left.
As Ranma walked into the room she noticed once again that everyone was tense for some reason. Even the teacher. Two boys however, were not. Ranma smelled gunpowder on them and knew that today was going to be fun!
"Class this is Ranko Ayami, She from Japan. She has come here because a rumor that her parents were here in California has gotten to her. She has had amnesia and can't remember them. Is there anything else you'd like to tell us Ranko?" the teacher asked.
"Uh that's about it," Ranma said. She decided to let them find out she was a world class martial artist on their own.
The class, dare I say it, was boring. Ranma began to sleep but, oddly enough, was never awoken, until a gunshot was heard. The sound of broken glass was all around her.
"Get on the ground! Lay flat all of you!" One of the men Ranma smelled the gunpowder on was saying.
He pointed the gun individually until all of the people were on the ground. Except Ranma.
"Hey, are you hard of hearing missy?" Get down! Now or I'll blow your brains out!" The other man shouted at her.
"Stop spitting on me. You really need to get rid of that problem," Ranma said calmly.
"Ranko! Just do as he says, and he won't hurt you!" The teacher cried.
Ranma just laughed. "HIM! Hurt ME!" HA! Good one teach!"
"What do you mean! You have a gun pointed right at your head!" The guy said.
"What's a gun.... when you can catch bullets?"
Boom!
The man was crouching over with the impact from something hitting his stomach.
"Are you alright? Here, maybe you'll feel better if I take that off your hands?" Ranma taunted as she took the gun from him. The other man was quivering. "What are you?" He asked.
"Just a student who never gets any peace and quite," Ranma said. The man shot his automatic rifle. It shot a round of 30 bullets in about 10 seconds. Ranma dodged them with her eyes closed and a cute smile on her face. "And here I thought this place was going to get boring!" Ranma thought. "This is great speed training!"
She caught the last one. All the windows in the room were broken now. The students had watched Ranma in awe.
"You've got two choices. Surrender, and I'll think about not hurting you. Or keep shooting and get the beating of your life... It's your choice," Ranma said.
"I...I surrender," He lowered his gun.
Ranma smirked. She knew this was a joke. No WAY would a full-grown man with a gun back down from a high-school girl.
"Drop the Gun," Ranma said as she walked toward him.
Suddenly he raised the gun just as Ranma expected him too. "DIE BITCH!!!" He screamed.
Ranma flipped over him and landed behind him bullets following her all the way. When she landed she said, "Bad Language, Tsk Tsk," And his face met her foot. He flew into the stone wall and went unconscious like his friend.
"Wow! That was fun!" Ranma cried.
-Blink Blink-
Half the class had fainted and the other was mobbing Ranma hugging her and calling her a hero. The picked her up and began carrying her out the door. Her head hit the doorway but nobody wanted to put her down.
"Hey you guys! Put me down! It wasn't all that big a deal. Come on! Cut'it out! Put me(BONK! Ugh,"
Everyone got out of school that day but no one really went home. Everyone was too busy asking "Ranko" how she had dodged bullets and praising her for finally catching the terrorist that had had the school uptight for the past month or two.
"Ranko! How did you do that!? Well I( It was amazing! But I( THANK YOU RANKO! I'm not even going to make fun of you for your weird name! Hey! That's(!
This went on for a good two hours before Ranko finally told the people that she was a world class martial artist who had been training all her life. She told them that she had amnesia and could really remember her parents or her past life. She couldn't remember anything except that she needed to find out something about a place called Jousenkyo in California to find her family and that she had trained her whole life in martial arts.
(Yeah I know it's the end. I didn't get any reviews from my number one fans. RYUDO! RANECHI! WHERE ARE YOU! Leave me a review kay guys? Criticize me Flame me or leave a good review. (preferably a good review!) Alright I gotta end it now. Later.)
Chapter 5: School... Meet Ranko!
Ranma was stuck in a rut. What to do? To apply at a school and rent an apartment? Or... To not do this and search California camping wherever she went. This was bad because California didn't have many places to really camp and it was HOT! Ranma had made a steady supply of income lately from a construction job. When she applied the men were skeptical. What could this girl do that a man couldn't? Why would she even apply for a job like this? When they watched her pick up and carry a large dump truck faster than it would have gone normally, well, they hired her on the spot for 50,000 a year. Yes they did proceed to fire a few other people, but hey? That's business. In the end she decided to apply. She also thought of the school as a great place to find gossip, info, etc. (Of course Ranma had a twisted image on what a school was...) Perhaps she would find a Nabiki impersonate who could find this cure for her? And also... she made like she didn't think about it but if... on the off chance she didn't find a cure... she would at least have a residence. She couldn't bear going back home uncured...
"I can't use my real name," Ranma thought, "No matter how far away it is Nabiki will still find me, even though I hardly resemble my girl self anymore. I gotta think of a different name,"
"Well Ranko will be fine, I think, but I still need a last name,"
"Tendo? No way. Saotome? DEFINANTLY NO WAY! Kuno? Uh... I doubt they'd figure that out but still, no. I gotta make up my own. I can't use someone else's name. Ayami. Where have I heard that before? Oh well, It sounds really good. Ranko Ayami, Age 17, Class Student Occupation Construction Hair Color Blonde Eye Color Blue... Wait their not blue anymore now there Green. Height 5' 9" Weight Uh.... Ranma was pretty sure her wait in girl form was about 110 Now she was a little taller though so she guessed 120,"
Ranma finished signing the application paper for Lenton County High School. A small town in the southern county in the southern part of the State. The City name was Called Bryworth. (The city and county were made up by me. That's about it.) She went to sleep thinking of how weird, or perhaps normal? Her days were going to be.
******************
"Yes, I want to rent a room!" Ranma said.
"But miss, aren't you too young to be out on your own?" The apartment manager replied.
"Blah Blah Blah, I want a room and I have the money to pay for it. Give me a home. I'll only be here for a month or two!!"
"Alright Miss but I don't know how you intend to keep paying for..." He didn't get to finish.
"Thanks," Ranma said as she snatched the key and papers from his hand. After filling them out she simply went to her new room and slept away. After all, big day tomorrow. School, you know.
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Ranma woke up late. This was Ranma after all. She was beginning to notice and annoying pain on her chest. Like something was burned there. After thinking about that for a while she finally figured out what a bra was for. Though, since this was Ranma, she didn't even feel the pain on her chest until now. She was firmly biased on not wearing a bra. The good part was that the school here didn't have a uniform code so she could pretty much wear whatever she wanted. She walked to school on, what she was pleased to note, a fence, wearing her normal Chinese style of clothing.
The odd thing was, to Ranma, that the school had no gate. It had a lane for buses to drive through and a sidewalk in front of that. Then came the walkway up to the main entrance, and a parking lot was on the opposite side of the school.
"Here," she said to the woman at the counter.
"Ranko? Ayumi?.... Where are you from?" The woman asked.
"Uh... I'm not really sure where I was born but I came from Japan. I've had a case of amnesia and I don't remember where I belong. I heard rumor my family was in California so I came here," Ranma lied. "It's good enough," Ranma thought, "They'll buy it,"
"Oh, you poor dear, I'm soo sorry!" the woman said. "I'm Jean, but you can call me Mrs. Falk,"
"Ok," Ranma said, while taking her schedule. As Ranma left the office she noticed that a tense air, was hanging about the school. Like everyone was waiting for something bad to happen. "Well, they got me. Ain't that bad enough?" Ranma thought.
The second Ranma walked into the main hall, boys swarmed her.
"Hey! Look at the hottie over there!"
"Damn! She's fine!"
"I don't think she's wearin' a bra!"
"Ugh, there a bunch of Happosai's," Ranma thought. Not wanting to make herself to, uh... scary to talk to, she turned down all the boys' offers to her with words instead of fists. Noticing a few people, three boys and two girls, that the boys had not hit on her she decided to talk to them.
"Hello," She said, "I'm Ranko, do you mind if I sit here?" Ranma asked pointing to the windowsill they sat on.
The boys went insane. Why would some girl who could have any other guy in the entire school want to sit with them.
"SURE!" They said at once. Two received slaps from there girl friends. The third was lucky.
"May I ask? Why would you come here, to talk to us when you have every guy in school hitting on you?" The first girl asked.
"Actually that's why I came to talk to you. You two," Ranma said pointing to the girls, " aren't glaring at me for taking your boyfriends or something like that, and your three, " She pointed the boys, "aren't hitting on me,"
-Blink- -Blink- "You don't like guys hitting on you?" the second guy asked.
"Well, guys hitting on me won't cure my amnesia, however asking someone about it may," Ranma returned.
"Well, In that case, I'm Leah. This is Shannon. The boys are Aaron Luc and Jessie, but we call him Jess, what do you want to know? Maybe we can help?" Leah asked.
"Well, have you ever heard of a place called Jousenkyo?" Ranma asked.
"Sorry can't help you there," Shannon said. The others said the same.
The bell rang signaling it time to get to class.
"Oh well, thanks anyway then," Ranma said as she left.
As Ranma walked into the room she noticed once again that everyone was tense for some reason. Even the teacher. Two boys however, were not. Ranma smelled gunpowder on them and knew that today was going to be fun!
"Class this is Ranko Ayami, She from Japan. She has come here because a rumor that her parents were here in California has gotten to her. She has had amnesia and can't remember them. Is there anything else you'd like to tell us Ranko?" the teacher asked.
"Uh that's about it," Ranma said. She decided to let them find out she was a world class martial artist on their own.
The class, dare I say it, was boring. Ranma began to sleep but, oddly enough, was never awoken, until a gunshot was heard. The sound of broken glass was all around her.
"Get on the ground! Lay flat all of you!" One of the men Ranma smelled the gunpowder on was saying.
He pointed the gun individually until all of the people were on the ground. Except Ranma.
"Hey, are you hard of hearing missy?" Get down! Now or I'll blow your brains out!" The other man shouted at her.
"Stop spitting on me. You really need to get rid of that problem," Ranma said calmly.
"Ranko! Just do as he says, and he won't hurt you!" The teacher cried.
Ranma just laughed. "HIM! Hurt ME!" HA! Good one teach!"
"What do you mean! You have a gun pointed right at your head!" The guy said.
"What's a gun.... when you can catch bullets?"
Boom!
The man was crouching over with the impact from something hitting his stomach.
"Are you alright? Here, maybe you'll feel better if I take that off your hands?" Ranma taunted as she took the gun from him. The other man was quivering. "What are you?" He asked.
"Just a student who never gets any peace and quite," Ranma said. The man shot his automatic rifle. It shot a round of 30 bullets in about 10 seconds. Ranma dodged them with her eyes closed and a cute smile on her face. "And here I thought this place was going to get boring!" Ranma thought. "This is great speed training!"
She caught the last one. All the windows in the room were broken now. The students had watched Ranma in awe.
"You've got two choices. Surrender, and I'll think about not hurting you. Or keep shooting and get the beating of your life... It's your choice," Ranma said.
"I...I surrender," He lowered his gun.
Ranma smirked. She knew this was a joke. No WAY would a full-grown man with a gun back down from a high-school girl.
"Drop the Gun," Ranma said as she walked toward him.
Suddenly he raised the gun just as Ranma expected him too. "DIE BITCH!!!" He screamed.
Ranma flipped over him and landed behind him bullets following her all the way. When she landed she said, "Bad Language, Tsk Tsk," And his face met her foot. He flew into the stone wall and went unconscious like his friend.
"Wow! That was fun!" Ranma cried.
-Blink Blink-
Half the class had fainted and the other was mobbing Ranma hugging her and calling her a hero. The picked her up and began carrying her out the door. Her head hit the doorway but nobody wanted to put her down.
"Hey you guys! Put me down! It wasn't all that big a deal. Come on! Cut'it out! Put me(BONK! Ugh,"
Everyone got out of school that day but no one really went home. Everyone was too busy asking "Ranko" how she had dodged bullets and praising her for finally catching the terrorist that had had the school uptight for the past month or two.
"Ranko! How did you do that!? Well I( It was amazing! But I( THANK YOU RANKO! I'm not even going to make fun of you for your weird name! Hey! That's(!
This went on for a good two hours before Ranko finally told the people that she was a world class martial artist who had been training all her life. She told them that she had amnesia and could really remember her parents or her past life. She couldn't remember anything except that she needed to find out something about a place called Jousenkyo in California to find her family and that she had trained her whole life in martial arts.
(Yeah I know it's the end. I didn't get any reviews from my number one fans. RYUDO! RANECHI! WHERE ARE YOU! Leave me a review kay guys? Criticize me Flame me or leave a good review. (preferably a good review!) Alright I gotta end it now. Later.)