I Side Story: Visiting Onizuka...

Here is a look in the average life of Kikuchi Yoshito.

1) Wake up.

2) Eat breakfast.

3) Log on ICQ and check out for new information.

4) Call Miyabi and find out how a way to practically humiliate and destroy their homeroom teachers.

5) Go to school.

Well… add this to the list: 'Wonder why the fuck Onizuka is making him do this picture job.' It took him a couple of minutes to try and combine Onizuka's body and face in the picture with Rei Ayanami. He had already 10 pictures, all printed in glossy paper, professionally done. Here are a few samples:

1) Rei Ayanami in bandages, and Ranma giving thumbs up smile sitting beside her.

2) Ranma riding on the shoulder of EVA Unit-00.

3) Ranma waving and smiling, with multiple of Rei clones right behind him in a water tank.

3) Probably his best work: a naked Rei Ayanami with angel wings behind her, hugging Ranma's supposed sleeping form.

He packed the pictures neatly in one pile, and tied them up with thin plastic bands, and placed them on a plastic. It was Saturday, no classes, but Onizuka asked him to bring the pictures on that day. Kikuchi shrugged, and agreed.

The trip towards the school was quite… well, boring. Kikuchi always went by the train, and during Saturday, the train seemed awfully empty. In his average day, the boy with glasses would meet at least 10 students from his school. He cursed silently at Onizuka, for letting him come in this day, where he would have spent on talking to Mayu or reading something for Literature. But thanks to the bleached dummy Onizuka, he's gonna probably spend 2-3 hours giving those darned pictures.

The train slowed down on Kikuchi's stop, and the boy still had this unpleasant 'neutral' expression in his face when he stepped of the train towards the platform, and walked towards the exit. He punched his ticket, and felt the sun once again hit him. He looked up the clear blue sky. He looked down, and sighed. He looked up and saw dark skies…

"…" Kikuchi sweated. The water began to fall down again, and this time, Kikuchi ran towards the streets, to Holy Forest Academy… where he might stay a while until the rain stops.

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Kikuchi opened another door, and was met with an empty classroom… again. He sighed, and closed the door again.

He was able to return back to school before the rain gotten strong enough to soak him to his skivvies… but the rain thundering outside made him twitch. So much for his quick in and out with Onizuka… now he had to definitely stay unless he wanted to risk his own health by taking on the tears of the sky above.

Yet, where in the world was Onizuka? He wasn't up in his room… well if you consider the narrow shaded area of the roof as a room… he was also not found in the cafeteria, nor in the bathrooms… he tried the girl's locker rooms, but he got nothing. He sighed again, walked towards the exit, stopped before he fully exposed himself to the rain, and lit himself a cigarette.

Sounds of the falling water hitting the ground wasn't really something memorable… but it was also somewhat indescribable. He closed his eyes a few moments and listenened to the 'pit-pat-pit-pat' sounds made by the water. 'Pit-pat-HYA!-pit-pat-GRUNT!-pat-pit-AGH!' the sounds drifted in Kikuchi's sense of hearing. He opened one of his eyes… his ears twitched. "HYA!" a voice shouted, coming from inside the covered courts. Kikuchi opened his other eye, and snuffed his cigarette by throwing it in a puddle, and ran towards the gym, the water wetting him again.

The storm raged as Kikuchi walked through it, his steps causing water splashes with each passing step, and ran towards gym. He quickly entered the place and closed the door behind him. Frowning a bit, he took his shirt off, and began to squeeze, letting the excess water run out. He flipped his shirt again a few times, made waves with it, and wore it back again. He could hear the shouts and grunts more clearly now. He looked at his left and looked at his right and shrugged. He went towards the source of the sound.

The boy with an IQ of 180 blinked as he looked at the scene clearly. Inside the gym, he saw two guys practicing in a mat. One of them had blonde and black hair done in a pig tail, wearing Chinese clothes, and the other was his classmate, Yoshikawa, wearing the school's PE uniform.

Ranma smiled, and grabbed the Yoshikawa's incoming punch, twirled, gave a weak kick behind the knee, and was about to perform a chop at the back of his exposed neck when the boy suddenly put his free hand down, moved forward and did a front flip, used his foot to sweep Ranma off his feet. It worked, but as Ranma was falling forward, he placed his free hand down, and did the same move Yoshikawa did, made a front flip, his other hand still grabbing Yoshikawa's, he bent down, and used the force of his body to toss Yoshikawa off his feet.

The boy landed on his butt painfully for the umpth time, and he rubbed his butt for the umpth time as well. He looked at Ranma who was smiling at him, and sighed. He stood up, and bent his knees, cocked his arms, being ready to fight again. But this time, Ranma had other things in mind as he stood up from his own fighting position, and raised a hand. "Oi, Yoshikawa, break time…" Ranma said with a small smile.

Yoshikawa sighed, and sat down, breathing heavily. "WHEW!!" he breathed out heavily. "Ne, Sensei, you could do that…? Connecting with a judo toss after the front flip?"

"You saw it worked, right?" Ranma asked with a smirk. "Should you really be asking now?"

Yoshikawa laughed. "No, sensei. I don't think so," and he gave a rare smile as he continued to rub his butt. "How am I doing sensei?"

Ranma gave a thumbs up. "You can kick any amateur pompous ass!" He smirked again, and grabbed his cigarette out and was about to light it when he noticed someone in their midst. Looking at his left, he saw Kikuchi, seemingly with a serious face, and sweating a bit. "Eh, Kikuchi. What's up?"

Kikuchi slowly walked towards them, and threw the wet plastic bag he had carried with him from home to school. "There you go, Onizuka. You're quite lucky I sealed up the pictures, or else they'd be ruined by the water…"

Ranma let the cigarette dangle a bit downwards. "Eeeeh, that's it? No good afternoon, or anything…?" and he proceeded to extract the pictures from the plastic bag… and he was crying waterfall tears of joy. "Oh… my…"

Kikuchi smiled, adjusted his glasses. "I guess you like them, huh?"

"Like…? Nah, I LOVE them, Kikuchi!" Ranma replied. He carefully placed the pictures in the plastic bag again, and moved it aside. "So, Kikuchi, how much do I ow…" and he stopped when he saw Kikuchi looking at Yoshikawa. "Oi… Kikuchi…?"

The boy blinked a bit, and looked back at Ranma. "Onizuka… did you teach Noboru… those moves…?"

Ranma blinked, and laughed. "Haha, I didn't expect ya to see those… but I guess it cant be helped." And with that, he stood up and slapped his hands together. "Yup, I taught him a little CQC, but shhhh… don't tell anyone, okay?" and he gave a begging smile towards Kikuchi.

Kikuchi ignored the begging smile, and his glasses glinted a bit. "CQC…? What's that?"

Ranma scratched his head… a bit annoyed that the subject was still pursued. He wanted to keep Yoshikawa's skills a secret until the boy himself can actually fight his own fights. Ranma may have taught him a lot for the past couple of days, and surprisingly, Yoshikawa improved way faster than Ranma was able to anticipate but the he was still a bit reluctant in letting the boy fight yet.

Kikuchi looked over Onizuka, and poked him once. The blonde guy was suddenly startled, and looked at him. "Hey, are you even listening?" Kikuchi asked. "What is CQC? I never heard of the term."

"CQC, Close Quarters Combat. Its what I call the style I'm teaching Yoshikawa right now," Ranma replied, scratching his head.

"Close Quarters Combat?" Kikuchi repeated.

"Yeah, CQC… I heard there was such a style for the Army of America… but this CQC is, well… my version," Ranma smiled a bit. "I combined all self-defense and grappling techniques I knew so far, and made a form for them."

"American Army," Kikuchi corrected. "So… let me guess… you taught Noboru how to defend himself, right?"

Ranma scratched his pig tail, smiling nervously. "Well… yeah, I taught him the basics… but he added some stuff to his mix," and he looked at the boy who was practicing his form. "I think he focused on the grappling techniques… kinda like a wrestler." Grabbing a box of cigs from his side, he offered on to Kikuchi, who accepted gracefully. "How about you…?"

Kikuchi lit his cigarette, and looked back at his teacher. "What about me?"

"You seem to know some martial arts… I can see it by the way you move and stuff… I betcha you practice Karate or something close…. Right?" Ranma asked.

Kikuchi closed his eyes, and smiled. "You noticed… eh?" Ranma nodded. "Heh… well, I do practice… but not that much. I know just enough to defend myself against brawlers who think I'm just a bookworm guy."

Ranma nodded seriously, his cigarette lit already. Kikuchi wondered how, but the question faded from his mind when he saw Yoshikawa doing a 360 backflip kick. Both guys continued watching the boy, and remained silent. Seconds… minutes… the whole gym was silent, except Yoshikawa's shouts with his final punches and kicks.

"Oi, Onizuka," Kikuchi called.

"Hmmm, yeah?" Ranma replied, looking at him.

"Why did you teach Yoshikawa to fight?" Kikuchi asked. Ranma looked away from him and gazed to Yoshikawa, breathing smoke out of his nose. He slowly sighed.

"The kid was going to kill himself… he said he was picked on girls, and that he is a weakling. I don't think so," Ranma replied, smiling a bit. "He can do anything if he wanted to. I taught him enough to defend himself… but I focused more on his self confidence and his pride. One day… when he is ready, he not only will have the skills to fight… but the reason to fight as well. Right now… he is motivated by a somewhat weak notion of revenge… but I'm confident that he will grow over that, and be more of a man than he is today."

Kikuchi looked at Ranma, and smiled softly. "Heh… you're amazing."

Ranma looked back at him, a bit confused. "Eh?"

"I want to see how you make a difference here in our class," Kikuchi said, standing up. "You think you're up to it… sensei?"

Ranma gave an all knowing smirk. "Of course. I'm the Great Teacher Onizuka." He put his thumb up. "It would be a pleasure teaching you, cats."

Kikuchi smiled, and turned around, and walked towards the exit. The rain stopped, and the sun shone once again, giving him a view of a rainbow streaking in the sky. "Lets see if you can keep up to that promise… Onizuka-sensei," Kikuchi whispered as he exited.

NEXT:

Yoshikawa… is he or is he not ready to face Anko and the team…? Well… they don't seem to care as they want to play more with their boy toy… but would it be possible they chewed more than they can swallow?

And Ranma is up against Murai and the Two Musketeers as the plan a devious plot to kill Onizuka… and backfire at them! All, next!