LAST TIME ON GT! Goku was in the clutches of the Evil Lord Schnickablob! Will he be able to defeat this all-powerful opponent? Can he do it without the Earth getting blown up again? Why does Krillin only have hair when he's OLD? FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON GT! But you don't care! You're reading a Ranma fic!
JUST ANOTHER DAY (I GUESS)
Iikiba sat in at his desk staring angrily at Jatsuma across the room. If Jatsuma hadn't run away then they could have had their fight before the bell rang! Iikiba shook his head and tried to redirect his attention to the teacher who was lecturing on…. uh, what the heck where they supposed to be learning? Iikiba flipped through his math book trying to find where they were. He noticed a page was torn out of his book and he glared at Jatsuma again. This was his doing of course.
Iikiba quickly returned to flipping through his book. He was being stupid. Years ago they had shot spitballs at each other during class, but they were far too mature for that now.
Just then something cold and wet hit Iikiba near his ear. He turned just in time to see Jatsuma put his straw back in his desk. Iikiba sneered. What a petty revenge. He reached into his pocket for his own straw. Years ago, last week, it was hard to keep up.
It didn't take Iikiba long to retaliate. His spitball hit Jatsuma in the back of the head. Jatsuma had to pull the slimy ball out of his hair. The girl sitting behind him looked horrified, not so much with spitball itself, but the fact that there was spit in Jatsuma Saotome's hair! Before long there was an all out spitball war going on. People kept getting caught in the crossfire but the teacher still didn't seem to notice, even when one girl screamed, "Eeewww!" once she was hit.
Finally around noon the lunch bell rang. The students shuffled for the exit, glad to get out of class. Jatsuma and Iikiba stayed in their seats, each trying to stare the other down. Pretty soon the class was empty except for them and the teacher, who was erasing the chalkboard. Still they just stared angrily at each other.
"Well I'd love to do this all day," Jatsuma said sarcastically. "But I've got to be going!" He opened the window next to his desk and jumped out, never mind they were on the second floor. "You're running away again!" Iikiba jumped out after him. The teacher took no notice of this except to say, "No running in the hallways," in a monotone voice.
Jatsuma landed on the ground and kept running with Iikiba not far behind. "You're just afraid you'll lose!" Iikiba yelled. Jatsuma stopped so suddenly that Iikiba ran into him.
"Pffh, yeah right." Jatsuma turned to Iikiba. "I'm just afraid I'll beat you so bad that you'll never show your face again!"
Iikiba jumped up ready to fight. "Bring it on then!"
"Iikiba!" Makoto jumped out of nowhere and grabbed Iikiba by the arm and started dragging him away. "I've got our picnic lunch all set up! I hope you're hungry!"
"Damn it, Makoto!" Iikiba yelled.
"Makoto! We were just about to fight!" Jatsuma walked along next to her.
"Well, it will have to wait until after lunch. I worked really hard to put this meal together."
"Yeah, but we were-" Just then two pretty girls walked by, talking to each other and giggling. Jatsuma changed course and followed them. "Okay! See you guys later!"
"Don't leave me with her!" Iikiba yelled after him.
"Come on! I made your favorite!" Makoto said.
"I'm sure I'll hate it." Iikiba grumbled.
"Its macaroni!" She said in a sing songy voice.
Iikiba snorted. It was true, he did like macaroni.
Makoto dragged him over to a yellow, checkered blanket set up under a shady tree. She sat him on the blanket and parked herself right next to him.
"You don't have to sit so close!" He complained.
"How else am I supposed to feed you?" She held up the bowl of macaroni.
"I can eat it myself!" He snatched the bowl away and started shoveling it in his mouth. Makoto smiled.
Iikiba glared at her. "What are you looking at?"
"Oh, just the man I'm in love with." She said casually.
"Hmph. Shut up." He continued to eat.
ELSEWHERE
"I'll see you ladies later!" Jatsuma said as he waved goodbye to the two girls. They giggled franticly and walked on as they waved back. Jatsuma pulled out two fresh phone numbers from his pocket; he smiled at his own success.
"What happened to Eri?" said a threatening voice behind him.
Jatsuma quickly turned around and saw Daichi standing there, looking disapproving. "Phew! For a second I though you were Luffa!" He said, relieved that it was his brother.
"Do I sound like I have a girl's voice?" Daichi said, still angry.
"Well it's hard to tell with text! Anyway, I never said Eri and I were exclusive!"
"I'm telling you! All this girl chasing is going to come back to bite you in the butt one day!"
"Hey! I'm not doing anything wrong! I can't help it if all these girls find me attractive!"
Daichi let out an exasperated sigh. "I give up." He turned and began walking away. Jatsuma followed him. "Aw, you're just upset because Lotion hardly knows you exist."
"That's got nothing to do with it!" Daichi yelled, blushing a deep red.
"Sure. And you just up and joined the Science Club because you 'enjoy science.' It's got nothing to do with the fact that Lotion is President of the Science Club, right?"
"Would you just be quiet?"
That was when they felt it. A cold shiver ran down their spines and they froze. Jatsuma was the first to turn and see just what he had feared the most.
"Hello Saotome." A girl with long black hair and wearing a purple kimono with a crane print was sitting in one of those old box carriers that feudal age princesses would ride in. Carrying it were four boys, plus there was another six just walking along around the carrier. They were all wearing a badge that had 'Yuri Fan Club' written on it.
"Yuri Hibiki!" Jatsuma spat. "What do you want?"
"Now, now is that anyway to speak to a lady?" She said in a deceptively soothing voice. Her fan club shook their heads. "I just couldn't help overhearing your problem." She spoke to Daichi, who yipped like an injured dog. She smiled sinisterly "And I believe I could be of some help."
"No, no thanks!" Daichi wheezed.
"No, really." She said. "I could make sure Lotion knows you exist."
"Yeah! By humiliating him!" Jatsuma sneered. "What will it be this time? Bee attack? A public pantsing? Replacing his report with an excerpt from a dirty book so when he gets up in front of class to read it he doesn't know what to do so he makes up some stuff until the teacher asks to see it and he gets sent to the principal's office?"
"That only happened once!" Daichi yelled.
Yuri glared at Jatsuma. "I would watch your step if I were you Saotome." She snapped her fingers and her fan club marched on, carrying her along.
Daichi clutched his chest. "That was close. Don't egg her on like that Jatsuma!"
"I'm not afraid of her!" Jatsuma declared. "She's just a bully!"
"She's pure evil!" Daichi asserted.
Just then the bell rang for them to return to class.
"Oh no! I forgot to eat lunch!" Jatsuma rummaged around in his case.
"Too busy flirting?" Daichi asked. "Well it serves you right." He walked off towards the school.
"Fine! I'll just starve! Remind me not to help you next time!" Jatsuma yelled after his brother. He finally pulled out what he had been looking for, a paper sack. He opened it and looked cautiously inside.
"Is that supposed to be grilled cheese?" He asked no one in particular.
He balled up the paper bag with the food still inside and threw it into the nearest trashcan. "Not even if I actually was starving."
BACK IN THE CLASSROOM
Jatsuma's stomach growled loudly. Maybe he should have at least tried the sandwich. He had had no breakfast or lunch today. His stomach growled again and he laid his head on his open book. The teacher droned on and Jatsuma could hardly pay attention. He didn't even have the energy to bother Iikiba who was feverishly taking notes and trying to keep up with the lecture.
Jatsuma looked up at the clock and saw there was only five minutes till school was over. Most of the class wasn't listening to the teacher now, instead they were chatting quietly amongst themselves. Jatsuma tapped his heel impatiently. Surely that clock was broken; it was going way too slow. His stomach growled again. All he could think about was that ice cream parlor they had passed on the way to school.
After what felt like an eternity, the bell rang. "Alright!" Jatsuma was the first one up and out the door. If he was quick he could make it to the parlor and still be back in time for his date with Eri. He made it all the way outside before he felt someone grab the back of his shirt, stopping him in his tracks.
"We haven't finished our duel yet!" Iikiba yelled.
Jatsuma's stomach growled again. "Can't it wait? I'm really hungry!"
"Please! I'm not falling for that one!" Iikiba growled. "You're not getting away again!"
"Heh, fine. Have it your way." He swung his foot and kicked Iikiba into the air. Iikiba landed on his feet a few yards away.
"Glad to see you're not running anymore!" He ran at Jatsuma and let out a borage of punches that Jatsuma blocked. By this time a crowd was gathering to watch the fight.
It was obvious that Iikiba was fighting his hardest, but Jatsuma didn't seem to be exerting himself at all.
"What are you holding back for? Why don't you fight me?" Iikiba yelled as they continued to spar.
"Yea! Go Iikiba!" Makoto cheered from the sidelines.
"Did I ask for you're cheering?" Iikiba yelled at her. Jatsuma took advantage of his opponent's momentary distraction and grabbed him in a headlock and flipped over backwards so Iikiba's head struck the pavement.
Jatsuma released him and stood up. "Basically I was waiting for you to get distracted. You should really work on your concentration."
"What's that? You're lecturing me now!" He reached up and grabbed Jatsuma by the cuff of his shirt. "Listen you! I don't-" Luffa landed on top of his head, knocking him into the pavement again.
"Jatsuma! So you're not going out with Eri after all?" She asked hopefully.
"Of course I am! I just haven't met up with her yet."
The expression on Luffa's face changed to one of rage. "You two timer!" She punched him away. Then she jumped into the air and came down for another attack but Jatsuma was already up and running. "Stop trying to fight me!" He yelled as she chased him away.
Makoto walked over and pulled Iikiba's head out of the asphalt. "You okay?"
"Of course I'm not! I just got beat! AGAIN!" He slumped over with his arms crossed. That was when he felt a shiver run down his spine.
"Pouting doesn't become you, Brother." Yuri said. Her fan club nodded their heads in agreement.
"Hmph, this is none of you're business." Iikiba huffed.
"Alas, it becomes my business when you shame the family name." She said tragically.
"What was that?" He yelled, glaring at her.
"If only I hadn't had such a weakling for a brother." She sighed.
He growled. "Hey! If you have a point then get to it!"
Yuri thought for a moment. "No, can't think of one." Iikiba fell to the ground in dismay. "Well thanks a lot!" He said sarcastically.
"It's okay Iikiba!" Makoto said. "I think you're strong!"
"Somehow that doesn't make me feel any better."
"Onward men!" Yuri instructed and her fan club marched on. "So long Brother! Perhaps you will become a better fighter one day! Until that day comes, adieu!"
"I'll see you at home!" He called after her. "Why does she always have to be like this?"
"Come on." Makoto grabbed his arm. "I know what will make you feel better! A hot bowel of ramen!" She started dragging him along.
"I'm not hungry!" But of course, this was no use. Iikiba sighed as he was pulled along. It seemed the only way to solve all his problems was to train until he was strong enough to beat Jatsuma and fast enough to outrun Makoto.
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