Ranma ½: A Whole New Adventure
I do not own Ranma ½ or any of its characters so please don't sue me because I am poor!
Okay, in this story, Ranma is 17. I think that was his age by the end of the manga or at least close to it. And perfume and Shinji are 17 also. The rest of the new gang are 16. Thanks for all the reviews. I didn't really expect the amount that I got. I'd say I done not to bad considering it's the first real story I have ever wrote. Thanks guys.
CHAPTER 5:
Ranma sat uncomfortably in his new classroom. He shifted his sore rear to try and find a more comfortable position, with no luck. He looked up to at least try and concentrate on the English teacher drone on about something he knew he couldn't grasp even if he had been paying attention. Ranma mumbled under his breath about crazy principals and pointless boring classes as he began to squirm in his seat again.
"Did you say something Mr Saotome?" The short spectacled balding teacher asked in an irritated tone.
"No." Ranma snapped to attention.
"Well would you care to read the English sentence on the board?" The teacher, Mr Genji, enquired.
"Um…" Ranma said intelligently, scratching his head staring at the strange writing on the board. "Ah…can I go to the toilet please?" He asked trying to avoid the question.
Mr Genji looked hard at Ranma for a few minutes before answering. "Wait behind after class Mr Saotome."
Ranma just nodded his head in defeat. He again wondered how this day could get any worse. He was reminded how bad it already was when he could feel the angry stares coming from two of the other students. Ranma sat right next to the windows on the left of the classroom, one seat from the back. The young Kuno, Shinji, sat a couple of seats to his right and the black haired amazon who had attacked him with Mousse sat in the seat directly behind his.
The bell went signalling break. Ranma ignored the other students, looking out the window as they all filed out the classroom. He turned his gaze from the window when he heard foot steps heading his way. Mr Genji pulled a seat from a nearby desk and set it in front of Ranma's table and sat in it.
"Ranma, I know it must be hard being in a new school and all, plus English is quite a hard subject for a lot of people. So I am assigning you a tutor." He said calmly.
"B-but it's my first day!" Ranma spat indignantly. This day was just getting worse and worse. Now he would have to spend his free time with a sweaty nerd learning something he would never use. That meant less time training.
"I know but don't worry; it's only an hour a night we ask you to study with your tutor. That's not so bad is it?" He asked.
Ranma shook his head. There was no point arguing, that would probably only make things worse. It actually didn't seem so bad, if he had to study, his unwanted fiancées wouldn't bother him. No more annoying women. "Alright." He said with a nod to his smiling teacher.
"Good, I'll tell Perfume before the end of the day."
Ranma nearly face vaulted. "As in Perfume the amazon Perfume?"
"Why yes. She has the best marks in the class. She would be the best teacher." He answered happy that the two seemed to already know each other. It would make things easier in the long run.
Ranma began to bang his head of the desk repeatedly while cursing his luck. What had he ever done to deserve all the bad stuff that seemed to happen to him? If it was because of that one time he had looked at his girl-half's body in the mirror, he promised he would never do it again.
Ranma walked through the courtyard of Furinken high lost in thought. He knew that the amazon girl Perfume didn't like him. Well that was pretty obvious considering she had double teamed him with her blind father. It would be a lot of trouble learning anything with someone that was out for your blood, he was defiantly going to have to watch her around all the sharp writing utensils.
He was so lost in his thoughts; he didn't hear the whispers and gossip of the other students watching him with interest. News had spread that it was the Ranma Saotome they had all heard about that was the new guy in school. Rumours about his sudden reappearance were that he had been frozen during a battle with a frost demon twenty years ago and they had just thawed him out now. Other rumours suggested that he was immortal and never aged. The only story that came close to reality was that he had travelled through time, which was fairly close to what happened.
"RANMA BABY!" Ranma was distracted by the loud female voice. He tensed up when he felt someone jump on his back wrapping their arms snugly around his neck. He knew who it was, his self proclaimed wife, Sash.
"Get off me! I need to find somewhere to eat my lunch!" He snapped not felling like dealing with the touchy feely girl. She pouted slightly at the tone he used with her.
"Awww, come on. I want to show you off!" She chirped as she roughly linked arms with Ranma and began to drag him away. As she walked by groups of people who looked their way, she hugged him tighter despite his protests. She even tried to sneak a few kisses in when she thought he was off guard. The boys looked on in envy as the new guy was dragged away by one of the schools most wanted girls.
Ranma was looking around frantically for an escape excuse and saw Perfume sitting by herself, quietly eating her lunch at a large empty bench. "Hey, there's your sister. She looks like she could use some company." He said hoping that Sash would see to her sister and leave him in peace.
"No, she is kind of weird. She doesn't like people and acts all cold and stuff to them so nobody really likes her. She always sits alone." She told him while dragging him away towards a large group of girls.
"B-but that's your sister. You should go and sit with her or something if nobody else does!" He said kind of shocked that somebody would treat their family like that. Never in a million years would he act like that to his little brother or mother. Maybe pop though.
"Its not that I don't want to, its just she doesn't like people." She explained finally coming to a stop in front of the large gathering of girls.
"Hey guys. Look!" Sash said to the girls as she pushed a clueless Ranma in front of the staring females like he was some kind of trophy.
The assembled girls gave off appreciative wolf whistles and remarks. "Wow Sash, he is gorgeous. Where did you get him?" One of the girls asked as she walked around the confused boy. She reached out and pinched his behind causing an indignant yelp from Ranma and a bout of giggles from the girls.
Ranma began to walk away when Sash reached out and pulled him back. She latched onto his neck in a tight hold causing the pigtailed martial artist to go red in the face.
"Argh, I can't breathe!" He choked out trying to pry the amazon off his person. It kind of embarrassed him that the mighty Ranma couldn't dislodge the smaller girl.
"Don't talk back to your wife now dear." She scalded him as she hugged tighter to the squirming boy. Really, why couldn't he just stand and look handsome so she could show off to her friends. Males were supposed to be seen and not heard.
"Let him go you pink haired hussy!" Yuki ordered as she stomped angrily up to the glomping amazon with battle spatula in hand. The young Hibiki had been looking for him since break started. She should have guessed her pink haired rival had snagged him.
Sash turned angrily to her one time friend. She let go off Ranma so that she could get into a combat stance. "Don't worry Ranma baby this won't take long!" She turned to smile at him only to notice he wasn't even there. "This is your fault you idiot!" She yelled spinning round to face Yuki.
"Oh yeah?" Yuki yelled as they began fighting.
Neither of them noticed Ranma crouched behind a very red looking Yukari.
Ranma peeked carefully out from behind his fiancée. He noticed that Shampoo and Ukyo's daughters were busy fighting each other instead of hunting for him. He let out a sigh of relief and stood straight once again.
"Thanks, you're a life saver!" He smiled at Yukari who was blushing madly. "You okay, you're all red!" He said sounding worried.
Yukari finally managed to control herself enough to speak. "Y-yes, I'm f-fine."
She had been so shocked when Ranma had run over and grabbed her hand. Her shock had turned to embarrassment the moment he dragged her away from the bickering girls and hid behind her. The way he was crouched down next to her bottom, holding onto the fabric of her school dress while occasionally peeking out to look at the girls. It was having a strange effect on her, causing very unlady like thoughts to appear in her innocent head.
"Good, let's go eat lunch somewhere in peace. I'm starving." He said walking off towards one of the huge pot holes littering the school field. If he had to sit in a crater to eat without crazy girls pestering him, he would.
"H-he…he w-wants to eat lunch with me?" She giggled to herself quietly before following after Ranma.
Perfume scowled after Ranmas' back. She detested that boy, he was such a womanizer. He made two girls start fighting over him before sneaking of with the timid Yukari girl. Had he no shame? She wasn't worried though, one day he would get what was coming to him. Hopefully she would be there when it happened or better yet, she could do it herself.
Perfume was broken from her thoughts when she noticed her English teacher walking towards her.
"Hi perfume. May I speak to you for a minute?" He asked politely taking a seat opposite her. He looked left to right and noticed that the large bench was empty and most people seemed to be avoiding going to close to it. He shook his head slightly. Even after all her parents and even the schools talks and efforts, she still hadn't even tried to fit in. Still the cold social outcast.
"Yes Mr Genji?" Perfume said in an even tone and nodded her head slightly to her teacher. She could guess why he was here. Probably to get her to try and make friends. She was sick of everyone wanting her to make friends and try to fit in. Perfume didn't need friends; she wanted to be the matriarch of the Amazon village of Joketsuzoku. The leader of the village needs no friends, so she needs none either.
Genji cleared his throat. "Well you are aware that you are the highest scorer for tests and such in the class. You speak very good English and we have assigned you as a tutor to one of the struggling students." He stopped and looked at her. She nodded at him. It wouldn't be the first time she had tutored a pupil. It never lasted very long though, they usually grew tired of her attitude and most choose to flunk the subject rather than spend anymore time with her.
"Good. You are to teach Ranma Saotome how to read and write English enough to pass a test in a couple of weeks. You are to study with him for at least one hour every night. Understand?" He stood to walk back to school but stopped when he noticed Perfume had frozen up. He waved his hand in front of her face. "Are you okay?" he asked looking at her curiously.
Perfume ignored her teacher. All she could think about was her new enemy. The one she was now expected to study with and train with. A couple of hours every night with someone she despised. Why did the gods like to torment her?
Ranma stealthily made his way out of the school. The end of school bell had rang a while ago but he had been hiding in the janitors cupboard from certain people. Mainly the pink haired amazon and the pigtailed Hibiki girl. That girl had inherited more than Ryoga's trademark fangs. His broken back was testament to that from the brutal hug she had given him when she finally found him at break.
He carefully sneaked through the school grounds towards the entrance gate. He cautiously stuck his head around the giant open gates checking for any dangerous girls or boys. He yelped in surprise to see Shampoo's eldest daughter glaring at him from the other side of the wall.
"Um, hi." He said nervously while carefully watching her incase she tried to attack him again. That was something he was going to have to look out for when she was tutoring him. What was it with girls these days, they either wanted to marry him or wanted him dead. The weird ones sometimes wanted to do both.
"Great-great grandmother would like to see you." She said bitterly and briskly walked off without a second glance.
Ranma stood staring at her back for a while. "That went better than I thought it would." He said surprised. He put his hands behind his head and began to walk towards the cat café. Hopefully the old ghoul might have a way back home…or a cure, he still hadn't given up on that.
"I'm home." Cologne heard Perfume grumble from the front of the restaurant. She put the cooker to a lower heat setting so that the noodles wouldn't burn in her absence. She made her way to the front to see her great-great granddaughter sitting at one of the empty tables. Actually, nearly all the tables were empty. It was never busy at that time of day.
"Did you tell son-in-law to come to the restaurant?" Cologne asked hopping up to the table to stand upon it.
"Yes." Perfume mumbled irritated.
Cologne looked at Perfume for a few seconds. "What's wrong child? It won't be that bad teaching Ranma. He usually learns things very quick."
"Teaching him weapon techniques is bad enough but Mr Genji wants me to be that womanizing jerks English tutor." Perfume snapped lowering her forehead onto the table.
Cologne barked a short laugh. "Well that's a different case entirely. He picks up anything martial arts quickly but everything else the poor boy finds extremely difficult." She laughed again as her great-great granddaughter banged her head against the table. "That won't help matters. Go up stairs and change from your school clothes."
"Yes great-great grandmother." Perfume mumbled heading up the stairs towards her room. She decided to get a quick shower. That might make her feel better.
The door to the café opened and Ranma walked in. She knew that he had come straight from school as he had his school bag with him but he was wearing his normal red shirt and black pants instead of the schools uniform. She laughed a little reminding herself why she liked him so much, nobody could tell the boy what to do. "Welcome so-in-law. Take a seat." She said gesturing to one of the empty tables.
Ranma frowned at the son-in-law nickname. She never listened, he wouldn't marry an amazon. Not now, not ever.
"What did you want to see me for ghoul?" He asked choosing to stay standing.
Cologne frowned at the disrespectful youth. She jumped forward and whacked him on the head with her staff. She ignored his mumbling and curses. "Two things really. First, I want you to learn weapon fighting." Ranma opened his mouth to say something but Cologne cut him off. "I know you know how to use most weapons but you only know the basics. So I think you should learn the more advanced moves."
Ranma frowned at the withered old woman. Normally he would be all for learn some new martial art skills but to him she sounded like she was ordering him to, not asking him. And nobody told Ranma Saotome what to do. He crossed his arms and shook his head stubbornly.
Cologne smirked at the pigtailed boy. "Oh well. I doesn't really matter. I don't think you would be able to do it anyways." Cologne said casually. Her smirk grew when Ranma quickly turned to look at her with a scowl on his face.
"I could too do it! I'll prove it; I'll master any techniques you give me!" He declared pumping his chest out and smirking cockily at the small troll like woman.
Cologne was inwardly laughing. The boy was so easy to manipulate. Well mostly, all her attempts to get him and Shampoo together always backfired. Mostly due to outside interference though. "Okay sonny boy, prove me wrong." She challenged knowing he would master anything shown to him. He always did, and quicker than anybody she had ever known.
Ranma smiled triumphantly. He would show that old ghoul, nobody was better than him when it came to martial arts. He looked back at Cologne with a questioning face. "You said two things. What's the second?" He asked curiously.
"During your fight with Shinji at the Tendo dojo, how did you move so quickly? I know your fast but even I had trouble following you."
Ranma frowned in thought for a second, and then shrugged his shoulders as if he had just decided something. "Okay old ghoul but you can't tell anybody about it." He warned sitting down. She nodded in agreement. "Right, well when me and Pantyhose got stuck in that place that stupid demon sent us it was really tough. There was loadsa other monsters and stuff so we were always fighting with them, it was really hard cause there was so many of them. Well one time Pantyhose was fighting and I couldn't see him move nearly. He was so fast!" He paused for breath and to see if Cologne was still listening.
Cologne raised her eyebrows. "Taro was moving faster than you?" She could hardly believe it, there wasn't many people faster than Ranma, never mind anyone who could move faster than he could follow.
"Yeah but that jerk was cheating!" Ranma yelled jumping to his feet, angry about Taro being able to do something better than him. He began to pace back and forth as he continued the story. "He was holding out on me and wouldn't teach me how he was doing it or even tell me what he was doing! Then when things started getting really dangerous I finally made him teach me."
"Teach you what?" Cologne asked irritated at the length of time it was taking to get the answers she wanted.
"I'm getting to that! Geez, you would think fossils would have learnt patience in all their years!" Cologne ignored the comment and angrily motioned for him to continue. He returned to pacing as he spoke. "Well he told me that he learnt the move from some Chinese village when he was looking for a way to defeat me and the old pervert. He taught me that the human body only uses twenty percent of its full power. He taught me how to use its full power but he said it's a –" She cut him off.
"A double edged sword."
Ranma scratched his head confused. "Yeah, a double edged sword." Had she somehow learnt how to read minds in the twenty years he was gone. He shuddered at the thought.
Cologne seriously continued. "The brain puts a limit on the muscles in your body, it's to stop you putting more strain on them than they can handle. The user basically snaps through the limits, letting the body keep on going, no matter the consequences. " Cologne looked him straight in the eye. "You must never use that move, do you understand. It could damage your body beyond repair; it could even kill you if you used it recklessly!" She ordered, worry creasing her brow. Not just worry for the young boys' health in front of her, but worry of what someone like Taro would do with such power.
Ranma looked startled for a second before addressing Cologne. "Hey, how do you know about it anyways?"
"That's a story for another time but you must promise me that you won't use that move!" She pleaded with him. The first time she remembered pleading in many years.
Before Ranma could answer, Perfume walked into the room.
"Well discuss this later son-in-law. Now enjoy your training." Cologne said, her cheer returning as if it had never left. She hopped towards the kitchen to finish the noodles that she had forgotten about. The customers had probably heard everything the two were taking about. Not that it mattered; they were only normal people who didn't know a thing about martial arts.
Ranma looked at the retreating woman. "Hey, I thought you were going to teach me?" He yelled after Cologne. She turned around.
"I never said I was going to teach you. Perfume is excellent in armed combat; she will be your instructor." Cologne disappeared into the kitchen.
Ranma turned to look at the black haired amazon. He smiled slightly, nervous under her hateful look. "Yo can I at least go home for a bit before we do this?"
Perfume turned her nose up. "Fine, be back here within an hour." She said and walked back up the stairs.
Ranma turned and ran out the restaurant heading towards his house. No way was he going to be late. He shuddered at the thought of what the always angry girl would do to him if he was.
Yukari stepped through the front door of her home.
"I am home mother." She called taking off her shoes and walking towards the kitchen where she could hear voices coming from. She opened the door to see her mother and her aunty Nabiki drinking coffee.
"Oh, hello aunty Nabiki. I didn't know you were coming to visit." Yukari said surprised. She hadn't seen her aunty for a couple of months, the last time being her mothers' birthday.
"Heya Yukari, still as polite as ever." Nabiki grinned at her niece. She didn't know how Akane's daughter could be so polite, always smiling and being very Kasumi like and very…un-Akane like. "So where is your stud of a fiancée?" She laughed at the bright blush that appeared on Yukari's face.
"H-he's at home I think." She stuttered out looking shyly at the ground.
"Great, let's go see him!" Nabiki said walking purposely towards the door. Akane smiled at Yukari before following. Yukari thought for a second about going, and then decided to go. She didn't want to miss an opportunity to see her fiancée.
Ranma walked through the front door of the house and kicked his outdoor shoes off and rushed to the kitchen. "Hey mom, can ya fix me something to eat?" He asked noticing his mother already in the kitchen.
"You took a long time to get home; did your day go alright?" His mother asked politely with that ever present kind smile on her face.
"I don't want to talk about it." He muttered darkly.
"Oh, I forgot. You have guests. They came just a couple of minutes ago. You go see them and I'll make you something to eat."
"Okay." He wondered who could have come to see him; he just hoped that it wasn't one of his fiancée squad. He slide open the door to the living room and cursed under his breath when he noticed one of his betrothed sitting there with a cup of tea in her hands. He also noticed Akane and another woman who looked kind of familiar.
"Hey." He said walking into the room, unsure of what to say. Yukari smiled shyly and politely greeted him. Akane smiled at him and the other woman stood up and walked towards him.
"Long time no see Ranma."
Ranma looked closely at the woman. She had brown hair that went to just above her shoulders and wore an expensive looking suit. Recognition dawned on him after noticing the small smirk and calculating look in her eye. "Nabiki?" He asked making sure.
"The one and only." She smiled before pulling him in close, kissing him. Ranma's eyes shot open in shock and he opened his mouth to complain. That gave Nabiki the chance to work her tongue into his mouth. Ranma was aware of the yell of outrage from Akane but ignored it; he was busy trying to push Nabiki's tongue out his mouth using his own, which caused Nabiki to moan slightly.
He gave up trying to push her tongue away with his because it was making things worse as Nabiki was tightly pressing herself against his struggling body and moaning into his mouth. He struggled to get out of her surprisingly strong hold, causing himself to fall backwards when she suddenly let him go. He just stared up at her in shock, mouth opening and closing like a fish.
"Nabiki. What the hell are you doing?" Akane shouted outraged at her sisters' behaviour.
Nabiki turned an amused smirk at Akane. "What, you know fine well I used to have a huge crush on him. I've been waiting twenty years to do that."
"B-but you're married! And that's your nieces' fiancée!"
"It was only a little kiss Akane. Plus, I don't think my husband will find out, we do live in America." Nabiki replied dryly.
Akane turned her anger away from her sister and looked evilly at Ranma. She took a threatening step towards him, a mallet suddenly in his hands. Ranma gulped audibly, deciding an older mad Akane was a lot scarier than a younger mad Akane.
"Ranma!" Akane drew the name out slowly in a low tone. Ranma instantly remembered that very painful violence usually followed after his name was said like that.
Ranma stood up straight and looked Akane in the eye. He gave a determined look. "SAOTOME ANTHING GOES FINAL ATTACK!" Ranma yelled tensing up then twisted round and … ran away out the front door.
Akane blinked, twice. Then her face became red with rage. "RANMA GET BACK HERE YOU PERVERT! HOW DARE YOU CHEAT ON MY DAUGHTER WITH MY SISTER!" Akane yelled chasing after him out of the house.
Nabiki turned to Yukari, who was still sitting with wide eyes, wondering exactly what happened. "He's a good kisser Yukari. You're a lucky girl." She said as sauntered out the room. Yukari finally snapped out of her shocked state and looked at her aunties back with a small scowl gracing her usually pleasant features. She got up and followed the older woman out of the Saotome house.
Nodoka entered the living room with a small tray of snacks. She looked around the now empty room. "Oh well, Genma will eat them when he comes home." She placed the tray on the table and went back to the kitchen.
Perfume was sitting in her room studying when she heard the front door of the restaurant slam open violently. She jumped slightly and grabbed her favourite weapon, her staff, and ran down stairs. She knew her great-great grandmother could take care of any trouble makers but that wasn't the point.
She was greeted to the sight of a very battered and bruised Ranma panting, lying on the floor of the restaurant.
"What are you doing?" She asked annoyed. Could this boy not go five minutes without something bad happening?
Ranma opened his eyes to see Perfume standing over him, with that permanent scowl on her face. He wondered if her face was just stuck like that. "I-is Akane close by?" He gasped out. Who would have ever thought that an old lady, in his opinion, could run so fast?
"No, so would you mind telling me why you barged so noisily into my grandmothers' restaurant, scaring the customers away?" She asked impatiently, her arms crossed. She noticed he still hadn't changed from school and still had his book bag on. He hadn't gone home at all; he probably had been of trying to seduce another woman. Such a creep.
"Um...doesn't matter. So, we gonna start this then?" He asked sitting up from the floor. He rose to his feet and dusted off his clothes as best as he could. Perfume just nodded her head and lead him into the small back yard of the cat café. It was just small patch of grass with enough room for maybe two or three people to train on at once was surrounded by flowers on all sides, so as not to make it look bare. It was here that Perfume and her sister as children had been taught the basics of their arts from their grandmother and mother.
Perfume motioned for Ranma to take a seat as she walked into the centre of plain grass. Ranma sat down cross legged and watched her. She decided to start with staff techniques considering she already had one in her hands. "Right, we'll start with this." She held the long wooden staff in front of her so Ranma could see. He had his head rested on his hand, giving her a bored look.
"I'm going to start with the basics, you should always hold it like this, your stance should always be firm but not to stiff. Okay?" She demonstrated, and then looked to make sure Ranma was paying attention. She could have screamed when she noticed he was looking lazily at the sky.
"I am trying to teach you Saotome!" She said through gritted teeth, trying hard to keep her fury in. Her great-great grandmother wouldn't like it if she strangled the boy to death when she was meant to be teaching him.
"I aint an idiot, I know all that basic stuff!" He said bored. What was the old ghoul trying to do? He thought he was going to learn martial arts not be bored to death. He idly wondered if Perfume was trying some kind of slow torture of severe boredom on him.
"Just pay attention!" She snapped. Ranma just stared at with barely open eyes. That would have to do. She started going through easy simple movements, going slow enough so that Ranma could take in the details.
"Geez, you're moving slow. My little brother moves faster than that." Ranma scoffed. He narrowly dodged the long wooden staff that was thrown expertly at him.
"You're a real jerk!" Perfume fumed going over to retrieve her weapon.
"But I want to see him!" Sash moaned staring out the window watching her big sister as she stood on the grass trying to teach Ranma, who wasn't paying attention, some weapon skills. She had just got in from searching for Ranma. When the school bell rang, she rushed out of the school to find him but had no luck. She had been looking all over for her husband. She even went to Yukari's house incase he was there. He wasn't but Yukari looked in a mood, something she had never witnessed from her always happy friend.
Cologne frowned at the pink haired girl. She never listened. "No, you'll just interrupt his training. Now get changed and help me with the work."
"I'll teach him weapons and Perfume can help you." Sash suggested. It came out more like an order than a suggestion.
"No, Perfume is much more skilled than you with weapons and she will teach him, you wouldn't teach him."
"I would so teach him!" Sash moaned looking out the window again. Ranma must have said something to upset Perfume as she was now attacking him with the wooden pole she had.
"I'm sure you would teach him but I want him learning armed combat, not what you have in mind." Cologne accused.
Sash had the grace to blush, just a little, at what her grandmother meant. She was about to retort when the smaller woman beat her to it.
"No, now do as your told child." Cologne stated in a voice that brook no argument.
Sash sighed in defeat and headed to her room.
The sun was out, the birds were singing and Taro was beating up an unlucky man who happened to hit on his company.
"Don't ever hit on my girl again cause next time you won't get off so lucky." Taro arrogantly told the man lying on the ground. He knew it was pointless speaking to the man, unconscious people don't usually hear anything but he had to say something cool in front of his date.
Taro kicked the man again and walked off with a girl with long dark hair, wearing denim jeans and a white t-shirt. He idly wondered if he should fell sorry for the man, after all, the man was twice the size of him and wouldn't have known that Taro was a powerful martial artist capable of defeating some of the strongest people in the world.
"Wow, that guy didn't stand a chance against you!" The girl he was with said. It was the girl he had meet when he and Ranma were fighting the Kuno's. Taro had taking a liking to the girl; she had a nasty streak in her that appealed to him. Plus having someone around that showers you with praise is always welcome.
She leaned in close to his ear. "Plus it's a big turn on!" She whispered. He smiled wickedly.
"Well let's go walk down a bad neighbourhood." He laughed.
"SAKURA!" They both turned to the loud shout. A tall heavily muscled man, who looked about twenty, swaggered towards them. He had dyed blonde spiky hair and piercings all over his face. All he wore was a pair of black leather pants and large black boots with metal toes. He had tattoos all over his exposed body.
"What do you want?" She asked annoyed.
"Don't give me that! You stole my money, I want it back!" He roared. More men in similar clothing, covered with piercings and tattoos strutted up behind the large man. They all stood ready, looking like bodyguards.
Taro smirked at Sakura. Pretty, nasty and a thief, not bad. "You want me to take care of them? I will only take a minute." He said walking in front of her.
"Your gonna take care of me?" The large man began to laugh loudly as did all the thugs that stood behind him. His laughter turned into a shriek when one of his nose piercings was yanked from its place. The shriek was short lived as Taro slammed his fist into the mans gut knocking him down, gasping for air. The rest of the gang jumped back in surprise. Some pulled out weapons and others just took sloppy fighting stances.
"Come on guys, don't disappoint me." Taro taunted. What kind of street gang stood in fear of one unarmed person?
One of the braver men rushed forward with a knife and tried to attack Taro with a straight swipe. Taro caught the mans wrist and twisted it painfully making the thug drop the weapon. He lashed out with a powerful kick which hit the man in the gut knocking him backwards into a couple of other gang members.
That caused the other thugs to spring into motion. One charged Taro from the side, intending on bludgeoning the Chinese boy with a metal bar. He never made it within a foot of Taro since his fist whipped out faster than anybody around could follow, impacting hard with the mans face sending flying into a parked car, denting the door. He blocked a baseball bat strike to his right with his bracer covered arm and grabbed it from the shocked attacker, throwing it at another foe charging in front of him. The man went down, struggling to breath from the powerful blow to his chest.
Taro just smirked and kicked the now unarmed man away from him. Another knife wielding assailant lunged at him from his left. He expertly caught the knife by the blade with two fingers and pulled it out of the mans hand. The gang all took a step back in fear. The Chinese boy had taken down more than five guys and he still hadn't moved from his original position.
"You ladies giving up already? I'll make it fair, i'll only use my left hand." He put his right hand behind his back for emphasis. It didn't work as all the gang ran away, leaving the injured at the mercy of the Chinese martial artist.
"Some thugs you guys are!" Taro yelled after them, twisting his heel on one of the downed men before walking over to Sakura.
"Well let's go to that bad neighbourhood." Taro snickered.
"Sakura just smiled seductively at him. "No need." She cooed and pulled him into a nearby alley.
Hey, really sorry for not updating for a while. I have been away from home for training for a while so I never had proper access to a pc. I will update tomorrow Chapter 6 is nearly finished, promise, I actually only need to put in the fight scene and that's it ready. Anyways, read and review. Please. (Ps. I'm really sorry about not putting in a fighting scene but tomorrow in my next chappy their will be a big fight. Promise!)