Summary: Has nothing to do with a Phantom of the Opera rip off. Ranma/Rurouni Kenshin crossover- Akane, Ranma and Ryouga come across something that has been hidden somewhere on the Tendou's property, it just so happens these hidden objects belongs to their resident spirit who has been there and watching them all along without anyone knowing it.
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Last time on Phantom of the Dojo:
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he reached out again his hand wrapping around the hilt, he felt some kind of surge rush through him, he kept the sword held firmly in his hand. He felt the carpet beneath his feet and looked down. He found that he was no longer hovering a few inches off the ground. He was now more than confused, something caught his attention and he looked up, seeing his reflection in the window no words could describe how surprised he was as he stumbled backwards rather ungracefully, his feet shooting out from underneath him as he fell on his backside making the room shake.
A loud pounding roused the sleeping girl, the noise made Akane sit up straight in her bed, her eyes shot open. Her vision was blurry and she saw a swirl of colors a pinkish color, red and white along with the darkness of her room. She blinked her eyes open and closed a few times to try and get her vision to clear. "Ranma, is that you?" She asked while lifting her hands rubbing her eyes.
'Can she see me?' Kenshin thought to himself…
Phantom of the Dojo
Episode 3—Krazy Kuno's Kendo
After a bath Akane dressed in a red skirt with a short sleeve white button up blouse that flared out a bit in the shoulders. She took a brush through her short dark blue black hair. Looking at her reflection her brow creased in slight anger as she stood there taking in her appearance.
It was the day of Kuno's ridiculous party; Ranma insisted that it was a stupid way to get Akane to date him. Akane of course agreed and even though she did not want to have any part of this ridiculous scheme. The dirty trick that Kuno managed to pull made it so that she had no choice in the matter but agree to be the so-called prize... She sneered …for whoever won Kuno's Kendo tournament. It's not like she was any big prize anyway, according to Ranma she was uncute, and unsexy. So why would anyone want her like that? It made no sense.
Turning around she switched off the light in the bathroom and headed down the stairs for breakfast.
The Tendous and the Saotome's were all seated at the table, they were already starting eating their breakfast foods of pickles, Miso soup, and steamed white rice. The Spirit sat against the white and blue doors in back of the table. It took a lot of concentration for him not to fade through the paper and end up on the other side. Many people thought that Spirits didn't think but they have to concentrate so that they don't fall through floors or doors and walls. It was all a great effort that came easier as infinite time passed.
Nabiki Tendou looked up as her younger sister came into the room, she noticed there was a rather sour look on Akane's face. "Akane, are you sure you know what you're doing?" She waited as her sister sat down next to Ranma and across from her.
"No, I don't know what I'm doing. But what else is can I do?"
Nabiki sighed, "You do know that Kuno is sure to win this little tournament of his."
It was Soun who cleared his throat while blowing on his steaming cup of tea, signaling that he was going to speak. "Ranma, it is your duty as Akane's fiancé to make sure that whatever trouble there is that you take care of it."
"That's right boy." Genma added. "Protect your fiancé."
Akane rolled her eyes; couldn't their dads ever say anything helpful?
"It's Kuno, what could happen?" Ranma said confidently, but secretly he did not like the idea of Akane as a prize for anyone winning any stupid contest or tournament or whatever it was that was going on. "I'll beat him for sure."
Nabiki lifted her hand from off the table, extending her pinky in the air. "I wouldn't be sure about that Ranma, Kuno may be a buffoon most of the time, but when it comes to Kendo, he definitely is one fool who knows what he's doing in that department."
"Huh?" Ranma crossed his arms upon the table.
"He gets a different mind set when it becomes a tournament or competition, it's a simple concept but perhaps you're too dumb to have figured that out." Nabiki continued.
Ranma's eyes narrowed. "Hey! There's no need for insults Nabiki."
"Insult or not, there's a reason why Kuno is captain of the Kendo team."
Getting to his feet, Ranma leaned forward slightly as he felt a sudden burst of pride, "You just let me worry about Kuno." There was no way he was going to let that creep win Akane, no way! Shoving his hands into his pockets Ranma walked away from the table.
The Spirit noticed the unsettling look on poor Akane's face, he remembered seeing this Kuno that everyone was talking about on several occasions. He was one that could be described as annoying, crazy, and someone who would never give up on Akane no matter what she said. If only he, the Spirit could set foot out of the Dojo gates, if he could then…well probably do nothing physical… but who knows what it would be able to do, at least he would have been able to follow Akane and Ranma to the party.
Akane felt like she was being watched and she turned around. "Who's there? Show yourself!" She demanded rising to her feet looking out at the backyard, a dark figure zoomed from the tree, across the yard and appeared at her feet, kneeling down on one leg. She knew exactly who it was. "Sasuke, what are you doing here?"
The little ninja that was Kuno's attendant among other things lifted his head. "Oh Miss Akane, I have come to make sure that you come along to the party. Master Kuno's orders, so don't take it personally that he thought you wouldn't show up, after all you are an honorable young woman."
She nodded. "I understand Sasuke." Poor little man, Akane often thought. Even though he was treated so badly there was nothing that he wouldn't do for his master. Kuno was a jerk to Sasuke most of the time.
"Ranma!" Akane called out. "I'm going now."
Jumping from the roof to land in front of them, Ranma glared down at Sasuke. "Not without me you ain't."
Akane and Ranma headed towards the gates to the property, with the Spirit following. He would go as far as he could.
"It almost seems like you wanna do this." Ranma sounded slightly bitter.
"No I don't and you know it, Ranma." Anger was radiating from her little body.
With a roll of his eyes and an infuriated grumble, Ranma again shoved his hands in his pockets. He took a quick look at Akane noting that she did look angry and unhappy, which was a normal look for her. But this was Kuno, why wouldn't she just tell him off? Well there was that invitation that he sent out all over Nerima. What a creep, tricking Akane into doing this. Good thing he was skilled with everything, he thought to himself. Well not everything, but he can handle himself with weapons or without, he was after all a martial artist.
The Spirit could go no further, stuck inside the Tendou gate as he watched Akane and Ranma walk out as free as the wind. It felt like a thick barrier was up against the entrance. He pressed his phantom hand against it, the barrier felt like a sheet of solid glass. He watched as Ranma and Akane rounded the corner, disappearing from his sight. Pressing his forehead against the barrier, he closed his eyes and let out a soft disappointed sigh.
The party that Kuno had invested in was broadcast on the television, it was an event to behold, there were booths up the sold food, and games. Balloon vendors walked around selling balloons that had a picture of Kuno's face imprinted on them. It looked very crowded. There was a stage where they could hear the sounds of wooden swords hitting against each other. There was a long line of boys going around the stage and up the stairs.
The show before them was obviously just a pre-show since Kuno is not up on the stage at all.
Ranma saw two familiar faces in the line, it was Hiroshi and Daisuke. Ranma slapped himself in the forehead. Why those two…how dare they call themselves friends. He stomped right over to them. "Hey guys." Ranma's voice gave away pure sarcasm.
Hiroshi and Daisuke practically jumped out of their skin as they turned in the direction of Ranma's voice which was behind them. "Ranma!" The two shouted at the same time.
"What are you two doing here?" Ranma asked, knowing very well what they were doing. "Wait don't tell me, I already know."
"Ranma, well…you know. Akane is like." Daisuke gulped down a breath of uncomfortable air as Ranma stood there with his arms crossed over his chest. "We've always been in love with Akane, you knew that."
"Exactly!" Hiroshi exclaimed, "So this is an opportunity for us all. I mean you do have all those other fiancés, how unfair of you to keep Akane all to yourself too!"
"Yeah! Share the wealth man." Daisuke said seriously. "What do you need four girls for?"
Ranma felt the vein in his forehead throb. "You don't know what you're talking about! Those girls are nothing but trouble, I don't even want them!"
"Could have fooled me." Hiroshi said slyly. "Any guy would dream to have all those girls."
"Yeah well not me!" Ranma pointed to himself, he looked around at the party. "I can't believe all these guys here, just because the prize is a date with Akane."
Daisuke smiled. "Well she is popular and cute…"
That was just making him even more mad, how dare they! Akane was his fiancé, no other guy has any right to date her! "Cute, her? You've got to be kidding. You'll stay away from her if you know what's good for your sanity. She's so unsexy that—"
"Ranma!" Akane's angered shout came from behind them and all three boys twirled around. "Why you…if you really feel that way then why are you even here?"
"Cause I gotta be, our fathers insisted." He lied, "It's not that I like ya or nothin'."
Akane crossed her arms over her breasts, "Well if that's the way you feel. Then fine, I don't need you. I can handle this myself! I don't want your help you jerk!" She pulled her fist back and threw it forward into his face sending Ranma airborne. She was breathing hard in anger. She quickly masked her anger with a smile, turning to her friends. "Good luck guys." She said making Hiroshi and Daisuke's hearts melt.
"Miss Akane, this way," Sasuke said with a smile, he noticed that she came towards him, where he escorted her back stage.
Ranma had sailed and landed in a tree, no matter what Akane said, he thought swinging his legs back and forth from the high tree branch that he was sitting on. He was going to get her out of this by beating Kuno. He jumped out of the tree, and ran towards the party once more.
"With Akane as the prize you would think Ranma would be here." Ukyou said out loud as she scanned the crowd. Sure enough he went zooming past her without even realizing it. Her eyes widened in shock, "Hey, Ran-Chan!"
Hearing his nickname and the familiar voice attached to it, he skidded to a halt. Turning around he saw Ukyou running towards him, she had that giant spatula strapped to her back as usual. He did not have time for this, the tournament was about to begin. "Sorry Ukyou, I ain't got time."
"Are you rushin' to get to Akane?" She asked suspiciously, her eyes watching his for any sign of a lie.
"Huh! What? No, of course not!" He looked away from her for a moment. A balloon vendor passed by them shouting, 'Kuno's face, get your Kuno's face here!' Ranma directed his fierce angry heated gaze to those balloons, hoping to set them on fire just by looking at them.
Ukyou wagged her index finger at him. "You can't fool me Ranma, I know you want to win Akane."
"No I don't!" He shouted in reflex. "I don't want anything to do with that tomboy."
"Good!" Shampoo's voice was heard behind them, and Ranma looked over his shoulder at her. "Because Airen belong Shampoo," She smiled adorably.
Ukyou's fists clinched and Ranma could hear her growl. "Oh no ya don't! I ain't gonna let you steal Ran-Chan from me, do ya hear!" She grabbed her giant spatula from off her back.
"You can no defeat Shampoo, Ukyou. So do no even try." She flipped her long, soft beautiful blue hair over her shoulder rather smugly.
Getting in Shampoo's face, Ukyou's green eyes were narrowed with extreme hate for the Amazon woman. "Ranma wouldn't fall for an air headed little hussy like you!"
Shampoo gasped, putting her hand to her breasts. "What you say! It sound like you wan fight Shampoo."
"You're darn right I wanna fight ya! For Ranma!"
Shampoo growled as did Ukyou. "You no stand chance against Shampoo, stupid Spatula girl. Shampoo defeat you now!"
They jumped at each other, fighting, pulling hair, punching each other, a cloud of dust hiding most of what they were doing. This gave Ranma the perfect opportunity to get away from the crazy fiancés and he raced off towards the stage and towards Akane.
"Gotcha," Soun placed down a tile on the Shogi board and Genma made some kind of noise.
Ack! It wasn't exactly an elegant noise Genma made; in fact nothing elegant ever came from the man. "Do over!"
Crossing his arms over his chest, Soun shook his head once. "No do overs." It was a calm answer as he closed his eyes peacefully.
"Aww come on Tendou, give an old pal a break, huh?" Genma begged as he put his hands together. An idea quickly flashed in his mind and Genma pulled something from his pocket. "Look here, Tendou. I'll give you ten whole yen," he presented the coin to Soun flat against his palm.
Some of the hair on Soun's head stood up and his eyes shot open. "You dare to bribe me, Saotome?"
"Well…yeah."
Nabiki rolled her eyes as she looked back at the television, she saw Akane cringe every time one of the boys that faced Kuno got hit somewhere. Kuno was going to win.
The Spirit looked over at the television, this was the only way he could even watch the event. It looked terrible watching boy after boy hit the floor, and then that obnoxious Kuno would laugh hysterically at the defeated opponent. That wasn't very good conduct at all. If only there was something he could do to even the odds a little, perhaps this was another chance to experiment with the sword that Akane had hidden away in her closet.
The Spirit hated feeling so useless, he took a glance at all the Tendous and Saotome, was it possible, could he even do it? He's never been done before; there was never really a need for it. But now he looked back at the screen watching Akane covering her face when another male hit the ground. That settles it then, the Spirit, he would try.
The daughters were probably too intelligent to let something like what the Spirit was thinking of doing happen, now the fathers that was another matter all together. He hovered over to Soun Tendou, 'well might as well give this a try.' Moving behind the man he concentrated so hard on the task at hand and moved forward. He went right through Soun as was expected. The Spirit saw the room spin and within what he would consider the blink of an eye, he was seated on the floor looking into Genma's eyes.
Genma saw his friend suddenly stiffen while his head lowered. "Hey, Tendou? You sleeping or something?" He did not receive an answer, which Genma smirked and looked at the board, "No do overs huh?" He snickered moving one of the tiles and put it where he would have an advantage just in time as Soun's head snapped up. "Eh! I wasn't doing nothin'!" he shouted in panic.
"Excuse me." Soun said stiffly as he seemed to struggle to get to his feet. "I shall return momentarily." He turned around and walked out of the room wobbling back and forth a little.
Looking up the stairs, Soun took a deep breath. "All right then, I can do this." He said out loud.
Nabiki and Kasumi's heads appeared from around the corner as they watched their dad climbing the stairs very slowly. It almost looked like a struggle.
Soun was grunting all the way to the top. "Whew, controlling a body like this is something I have never done before, it's a strange feeling that it is." He talked out loud to himself.
Looking back at her sister, Nabiki couldn't understand their father's behavior. He was acting really strange. Hmm, she wondered her eyes narrowed in suspicion, what was going on here?
He walked all the way down the hall to Akane's bedroom, opening the door. Soun looked around needing what was in the closet. First he needed to get the key to the drawer that was hanging on the wall. Going as quickly as possible and grabbed the key, he hurried to the closet by leaping over the bed to land gracefully on the other side. Lifting his hands he pulled the closet doors open, and looked down as the first drawer came into view. Kneeling down on the floor he stuck the key inside the lock and turned it, hearing the sound of the lock clicking. Dropping the key on the floor he pulled the drawer open.
The katana was sparkling up at him, it was time to retreat from the body. The phantom body slipped out of Soun pretty easily it seemed, he watched as the Tendou father fell backwards onto the floor unconscious. The Spirit was terribly sorry that it had to resort to possession but it was the only way he could get to the sword, it wasn't like he was doing it for selfish reasons, he wanted to help out the family. He looked down at the that sword, last time he held it in his hands it restored humanity. Would it still do the same thing now? There was only one way to find out.
Reaching out with determination, the Spirit wrapped his hand around the hilt lifting the sword out of the drawer. He felt that same sensation much like the other night, the feeling of soft tingly electricity rushing through his entire body. He looked down at his see through phantom hand which was regaining its color as well as its fleshy appearance. He could feel the carpet beneath the shoes that were on his feet and looked down, he slipped off the sandal and wiggled his toes against the white rug that rested upon the hardwood floor. He could feel it! It was soft and comfortable. He slipped the sandal back onto his foot once more. Turning around he came face to face with a mirror and he could see his reflection in it. He took a good look at himself, wondering why he still had that scar on his face? That didn't make sense, well neither did this entire thing. Taking the necessary steps forward he approached the mirror and extended his hand towards it, he smiled when his palm came in contact with the smooth hard glass.
Now to see if he could leave the premises, it would probably not be smart to go through the front door to get out of here for he would probably alarm everyone. Looking back at Soun once more he saw that the man was snoring away. Kenshin slid the window open and stepped onto the windowsill, and jumped out of the room. It was time to help out the family that is if he could even leave. He'd probably have to ask for directions to this Kuno house, wherever it was. Tokyo has sure changed a lot over the many decades; it's been divided into sections or districts as he heard, like this section of Tokyo was known as Nerima.
Kenshin quickly walked towards the Tendou's gate, stopped and stretched his hand forward…
Akane covered her face with her hands as the next guy hit the floor from Kuno's blow. He stood there with his hands planted firmly on his hips laughing. 'What a jerk.' Akane thought to herself.
He looked towards Akane. "Not too much longer Akane Tendou and then we can begin on our path of true love."
"Oh please." Akane rolled her eyes.
"Akane!" Ranma's voice came from within the crowd somewhere, he saw Akane looking around frantically for him. This was pointless, he jumped up out of the crowd to land in front of Akane who tried not to smile at seeing him, but he could see otherwise.
"Ranma Saotome, get away from the prize now. You have not won the right to stand at her side." Kuno said raising his boken in Ranma's direction.
Ranma whipped around facing Kuno, having stepped in front of Akane to shield her from Kuno's sight. "Akane is not your prize Kuno."
"I am winning am I not? Stand aside Ranma Saotome unless you wish to fight, I Tatewake Kuno, the Blue Thunder of Furinkin high school." He waved the tip of the sword briefly in the air.
"Listen here Blue Blunder, I will not let you win Akane." Ranma's voice was challenging, as well as his stance as he stood with feet apart ready to take him on. "I'm ready for ya!"
Akane's eyes widened. "No Ranma, don't. He's unbeatable today even for you." She gripped his shoulders and shook him lightly.
Ranma looked over his shoulder at her, seeing the slight fear in her eyes that she was trying to hide. "Trust me Akane, Kuno will not win this. I promise you." He was completely serious.
Her pulse fluttered as a small blush stained Akane's cheeks and she backed a little away from him, putting her trust in him. "All right, Ranma." She sucked in a deep breath. "I trust you." She said quietly, almost too quietly. But Ranma heard her as if it was a declaration from the heart.
Walking towards the other end of the stage he faced Kuno, Ranma lifted his fist confidently in the air. "Bring it on Kuno, I'm ready for ya."
Kuno started laughing. "You don't even have a boken, Ranma Saotome. How do you expect to beat me without one?"
Ranma seethed enraged, how dare that idiot laugh at him like that! Looking around Ranma nodded to one of the already fallen tournament contestants. The guy reached up handing Ranma the wooden sword. Ranma who was familiar with a little bit of all martial arts including how to use a sword took his stance, extending one foot forward and holding the sword right over left. "All right Kuno, lets get down to it."
Crossing her fingers, Akane saw Kuno move forward in an aggressive move, Akane covered her eyes and heard the wooden swords connect again and again, the loud noise echoing, bouncing off the stage walls.
"You are better than I expected Ranma Saotome, but you are still not match for my prowess."
Akane's eyes shot open as she witnessed Kuno pushing against Ranma who went sliding across the stage, still up on his feet.
He just couldn't let Kuno win, no matter what. Ranma promised Akane that Kuno would not win this. Standing up straight Ranma took his stance once more. "I'm not exactly out yet, Kuno."
It was one of the longer fights that Kuno had participated in, but he could see that this time around that he could finally beat Ranma Saotome. It was almost too wonderful a thought. As he smugly looked at Ranma was down on one knee, panting, barely able to hold the boken in his hand.
'How did he get so good all of a sudden?' Ranma asked himself. "It's like fighting against a brick wall." He commented quietly to himself.
"Do you concede?" Kuno asked smugly. "I will finally have defeated you Ranma Saotome, so just retreat like the coward you are."
Akane couldn't take it anymore. "That's enough Kuno!"
"Stay out of this Akane!" Ranma shouted back at her, panting hard.
"But Ranma! This is not your skill level you idiot, plus you're losing! Stop it while you can!" Akane offered her words of worry even though she was angry that he was yelling at her.
Ranma looked up at Kuno. "Then I'll have to make it my skill level."
"Please Ranma don't fight anymore." She clasped her hands against her breasts. "I can't stand it, please!" She begged.
He smiled briefly looking over at her. "Have faith in me Akane, I can do it." Sweat dripped from his brow onto the floor as he stood up.
Akane closed her eyes for a moment, thinking, 'I don't want you to get hurt.' When she opened them she saw Ranma and Kuno fighting, but Ranma did something that no one had thought of. He lifted his foot in the air and kicked Kuno in the side. Kuno flew back a little with a glare on his face.
A whistle blew, and Sasuke wearing a kendo referee's outfit stood there. "Ranma Saotome, you are disqualified for kicking."
"What!" Both Akane and Ranma shouted at the same time from different sides of the stage.
Sasuke cleared his throat. "You heard me, it's in the rules. You should have read the rules ahead of time."
Kuno was laughing.
Ranma turned his angry glare at the idiot. "You did that on purpose!"
"Kendo is all about swordplay Ranma Saotome, there is no kicking allowed. You lose automatically."
Akane groaned, "Ranma you dummy."
Ranma felt like an idiot, losing on a technicality like that. He saw Kuno heading towards Akane and felt his anger surge through him.
"And now Akane Tendou…" Kuno started to say, he saw her stepping away. "Since I remain always victorious, I shall now receive my prize."
Akane yelled out in complete frustration, "I…I changed my mind!" She waved her hands palm upwards wildly in front of her, trying to get him to stay away from her.
"How about one more opponent?" A masculine voice said from the other side of the stage, causing Kuno to look over his shoulder, as well as Akane to look over Kuno's shoulder at who said it. It was a man that Akane has sure never seen before who stood there, his hair was flame red and was wearing an almost fuchsia colored kimono with a white hakama and a pair of getta on his feet.
"You wish to fight I, Tatewake Kuno?"
The man nodded once.
Kuno clutched the boken in his hand. "Do you have any idea who you are dealing with? I just defeated fifty men and a few women alone today…" Akane rolled her eyes. "…And now you want to fight me for the chance of winning the fair Akane Tendou as the prize for the tournament when those others could not?"
The red headed man's eyes narrowed in concentration. "I do not believe anyone, woman or man should be treated as a prize. That I do not." He angled his head a little. "I can not just stand idly by while someone like you takes advantage of a situation."
Ranma came up from behind Akane, wondering what everyone else was. He scratched the back of his head. "Hey, Akane, who's that?"
She shrugged. "I have no idea." He did seem a little familiar though.
"How dare you say those things sir," Kuno took his stance extending his boken forward while holding it firmly in his hands. "Defend yourself." He saw the man squat down slightly, his hand hovering over the hilt of a katana. It was a real one! But Kuno was quick there was no way he would get struck with that weapon. He wasn't captain of the Kendo team for nothing now. "Have at you!" Kuno shouted what he thought was a war cry and raced forward.
Akane gasped and Ranma stood there wide eyed, it was so quick no one even saw the red headed guy move. It was as if he had even disappeared, the next thing everyone knew was the red headed guy was across the stage, Kuno stood still at the other end, his arms extended over his head. A second later he fell forward onto his face.
"M…M…Master Kuno!" Sasuke panicked racing forward. "Speak to me master Kuno." He whined trying to flip his master over to see the extent of his injuries.
"He's not dead." The red headed man said calmly sheathing the sword. "Just unconscious."
"That was amazing, that guy beat Kuno!" Daisuke's voice came from the crowd.
The red headed guy was suddenly swamped by the crowd, his eyes widened as everyone started speaking all at once. He grinned innocently, lifting his hands in the air, he couldn't hear a single question as everyone at once seemed to be asking something.
"Back off!" Ranma shouted so loudly that everyone quieted down.
"Yeah! Give the guy some room will ya?" Akane also shouted and glared at the crowd. "Go on, leave the poor guy alone."
The crowd soon departed finishing what they were doing at the party, while Ranma and Akane walked forward towards the stranger along with Hiroshi and Daisuke.
"Man, you were so fast that I'm sure no one even saw you." Ranma said. "I know I didn't."
"How did you do that?" Akane asked the stranger.
The stranger blinked. "I am surprised that I was not rusty at it, I have not been doing anything like that for a long time now."
"Hey man, just who are you?" Daisuke asked.
Akane's eyes were directed to the cross shaped scar on his face, 'hmm,' she thought, 'yes, who is this guy?'
"My name is Kenshin Himura." He said with a smile on his face.
Ranma saw the direction of Akane's gaze, he could see that she was deep in thought. He nudged her and her head whipped around in his direction.
Akane shook her head. "That's your name, is it?" She saw him nod. "Well I'm Akane Tendou."
"I know." Kenshin slipped up, and felt like slamming his palm over his mouth, especially when he saw her cheeks stain pink. "I mean I know since this whole thing was arranged for you to be the compensation for the winner, was it not?" He smiled.
Ranma's eyes narrowed not in anger, but in suspicion. "Yes it was, Kuno's an idiot if he thinks he wants a date with a girl who'd rather kick ya, than kiss ya."
Akane's who had an angry flame in her eyes' hand came up and smacked Ranma upside the head, who yiped loudly.
"There he goes again," Hiroshi said, shaking his head.
"Yep, open mouth insert foot." Daisuke agreed. "You would think he would have learned by now."
Ranma cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his head. "Hey, now that ya won and all, you're not wanting to collect on the uh prize now, are you?"
Kenshin shook his head. "No, I did not defeat him for a prize; that I did not."
"Well what did you defeat him for then?" Akane asked, watching as his violet eyes seemed to hide some kind of secret.
Shrugging, Kenshin replied. "No reason, really."
Something wasn't exactly right with this guy as Ranma watched him; he could feel it right down the tips of his toes. He just could not put his finger on what it was. Well Whatever it was though, Ranma was sure to find out. That was a promise.
Well that's it for episode 3, I hope everyone enjoyed it. Stay tuned for Episode 4 Possession is Nine Tenths of the Law. It's sure to be a real hoot:) Until then.
Ryoko Blue