It was a peaceful day in the Furinkan district of the Nerima ward. Birds were singing, the sun was shining, and the people of Nerima were scared out of their minds. Usually by this time of day, something or someone would come to make the day a little more chaotic, but none of that had happened since the wedding incident two weeks ago. Not one of Ranma's rivals had attacked him since that day, and frankly the people of Nerima were afraid of what might happen soon. They were anticipating it as well. This peacefulness was nice, but one thing that the citizens of this ward knew was that tranquility didn't last long here.

"RANMA! Prepare to die!" With the yelling of this phrase, the citizens of Nerima were content, things were back to normal.

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Ranma no Jinchuuriki Chapter One: Taijutsu, Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, Hai?

By Ellf

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Ranma. Damn. Do I own them now? Damn.

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Ranma had just gotten out of a movie that he had decided to watch with Akane, Fuun-hime: Yukigun. (Princess Fuun: Snow Country) The two of them had gotten along better in the past few weeks, though they had established that neither of them was ready to get married. Their parents had backed off, and the two quickly became the friends that Akane first offered when she met Ranma. Of course, all good things have to end, and this one ended as soon as the pigtailed boy set foot outside the Theater.

"RANMA! Prepare to die!" Ryoga, of all people, he had to ruin the day like this. After grabbing Akane and dodging the initial umbrella strike to the ground, Ranma grimaced. The construction workers were going to have a field day with this.

"What'd I do this time, Pork Butt?" Ranma turned towards Ryoga after putting Akane down.

"Today Saotome, today is the day you shall be punished for your crimes. Today is the day I send you to HELL!" With that last word, Ranma was quickly on the defensive, dodging the lost boy's strikes at his body, trying to lead him to a better place to fight.

"Ranma, quit picking on Ryoga!" Of course Akane had to take his side. She always did; not once could she grasp the fact that Ryoga was the one attacking him. Ranma quickly dodged a left hook as he brought their fight to a larger area, the abandoned lot not even a block from the theater.

"I ain't picking on him, Akane, but-" Ranma was struck by Ryoga's fist directly to his face.

"Your fight is with me, Saotome, remember it." Ryoga suddenly boosted his speed, and Ranma was hard pressed to defend from the attacks.

"I'm startin' to think you're mad at me." Ranma immediately struck out with an Amaguriken speed punch to Ryoga's abdomen, following it up with a crescent kick to the side of the Lost Boy's head, causing Ryoga to fall back a few steps.

"Glad to see you're starting to get serious, Saotome, this is your life we are talking about. Oh, and that hit there, I barely felt it." This was going to be troublesome. Ryoga leapt at the pigtailed boy once more, this time trying a kick to punch combo, only to be blocked by Ranma at every attempt.

This is how the battle went for a while, and, as usual, Ranma's speed was outclassing Ryoga's toughness, but only barely. The two were indeed having a close fight, and Ranma was sure that Ryoga was going all out. On this last exchange of blows, however, things changed a little bit. The two boys leapt back, facing each other and panting.

"Well how about it, Ryoga? Why don't we end this fight? I know you don't have much left in you." Ranma caught his breath and looked at his sometimes friend, sometimes rival.

"Saotome, I said it before, I'll say it again; today is the day that I send you to HELL!" As Ryoga looked up at Ranma, his skin covered from head to toe by a black design that seemed to leak out from somewhere on his neck. Ryoga's aura flared, but not its usual greenish color, rather a dark purple, and to Ranma it didn't feel exactly like ki. Whatever it was, it gave the boy a boost of power and speed as he quickly thrust his fist into Ranma's gut, causing him to gasp out for breath.

"That was a cheap shot, P-chan." Ranma gasped out, and quickly lashed out fifteen punches to Ryoga's shoulder at Amaguriken speed. The boy's aura pulsed with purple energy once more as Ryoga was pushed back. "I suppose I'll have to get a little more serious, eh porky?"

Ranma's aura formed around him as he felt his confidence flare. With a cry of "MOKOU TAKABISHA!" he launched a blast of his ki at the eternally lost boy... which was easily batted away by the boy's purple aura.

"I was wondering when you would pull something like that Saotome, as you can see, that is quite ineffective now. Orochimaru-sama saw to that. Now try mine: Shin Shishi Hokodan Revised: Horizontal Blast!" As Ryoga stretched out his arms, Ranma realized exactly what that energy surrounding him was. Chakra, how had porky learned to draw on Chakra? Never mind that now; it was time to do the one Chakra technique he knew how to do.

Taking a leap into the air, Ranma shouted, "Saotome Secret Technique revised!" The lost boy shot off his ki cannon and it struck Ranma, obscuring him with purple light immediately.

"Ranma!" Akane's voice could be heard echoing across the abandoned lot.

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Akane screamed as she saw her fiancée engulfed by the purple blast that was Ryoga's Shishi Hokodan. There was no way he could have survived that blast. To top it off, the lost boy took off five of his bandannas and threw them as shuriken into the blast and she heard them as they thunked into the pigtailed boy's body. The fight had drawn quite a crowd, one that gasped out when Ranma was hit.

Akane had immediately gotten to her feet and started to run towards the fight, only to be stopped by a man in a blue bodysuit, wearing a mask that covered his face completely. The mask itself was in the shape of a fox, and had several markings on it. The most prominent one was the rising sun on the forehead of the mask. The masked man was holding her back.

"Wait, let the two fight; the battle hasn't concluded yet." The masked man was quickly joined by two women and three men in the same outfits, though their masks were different.

"It would seem the snake sannin has lent some of his power to Hibiki-san." One of the females commented.

"Apparently. The Emperor should be informed of this. Hopefully Saotome-san will be able to pull out of this."

"Agreed. Akihito-sama may have to interrupt his meeting with the Kazekage for this. Hopefully not though."

The six quickly turned their eyes back to the battle, and Akane turned back as well.

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Ryoga smirked as he glanced at the pigtailed boy's body as it fell. He suddenly began to cackle with glee. Finally he had gotten his vengeance on that coward, Saotome. Finally he had won!

"Happy about something, pig boy?" The voice came from behind the lost boy. What, impossible? Ryoga glanced at Ranma's downed form, which, in a puff of smoke, turned into a log.

"How?"

"Kawarimi no Jutsu. I switched myself with a log just before your attack hit. You may have gotten a bit more powerful, but that doesn't mean that I'd lose that easily." Ranma's body was pulsing with energy; his aura now turned a midnight black, just barely touching his body. It wasn't that you couldn't see the martial artist, but that his aura was a glowing black. His eyes had turned yellow and his pupils had become slits. His fingernails elongated, and soon he was in a stance that several of the onlookers would recognize, as the base one for the Neko-ken. Ranma was still fully aware though. "Don't think that I'll let you win!" The pigtailed boy snarled out.

Leaping at the pigtailed boy, Ryoga struck out with a roundhouse kick, only to find Ranma no longer there. Then there was a burst of pain on his chest as several lacerations appeared on his chest. "That's interesting; I wonder how pork cutlets would taste right about now." Ranma leapt at the lost boy, claws extended, ready to him down right then and there. With an uppercut to Ryoga's chin, Ranma followed the boy's flight into the air to hit him some more. Ryoga could do nothing but barely batter him. This further seemed to depress the boy, causing him to mutter three words as he glowed a deep purple.

"Shin Shishi Hokodan." The pillar of chi mixed with chakra was enormous, and everyone watching scurried out of the path of the blast, waiting for it to come down. And come down it did, causing the entire lot to be obscured by the light of the concussion blast. There was no way that Ranma wasn't hit by that.

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Ranma was getting frantic. Ryoga had pulled out some weird new technique that gave him access to chakra or something, and there was no way that he was this fast and strong on his own. On top of that, when he had replaced himself with that log, energy, other than his own, came out of his body, one that felt vaguely feline, and he was very much on edge. Now Ryoga was pulling out a suicide Shishi Hokodan? Damn, and for some reason he felt like stripping the flesh of his... no, must not think like that. Can't let the cat out, not when it's this restless. Another Kawarimi should do the trick, but what to replace himself with? Perfect, the same log from earlier. Making the four hand seals he quietly muttered to himself, "Kawarimi no Jutsu," and he made it out of the range of the attack.

Why was the cat still on edge? Was it that mark that was all over Ryoga's body? Was it this weird energy? That reminded him; he needed to bring it under control.

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As the dust cleared from the attack, Ryoga stood at the center of the crater, panting heavily. There was no way that Ranma wasn't hit by that. Ryoga could see his body lying on the ground, having taken the brunt of the attack.

0POOF0 What? No! Ryoga looked around to see a fist flying to his face, upon hearing Ranma's voice in his ear. "Endgame, I win." And then all he could see was black.

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Shortly after Ryoga was knocked out, the energy surrounding Ranma receded and he collapsed to the ground, barely conscious. Two of the six masked people in the crowd leaped out and retrieved Ryoga's and Ranma's bodies.

"Drop Hibiki-san at the hospital, I'll take Ranma-kun to meet with Tenkage-sama." One of the men said.

"Right, Tofu-kun." The masked man removed his mask and smiled down at Ranma. "Now let's get you to meet with the Tenkage." Picking up the boy in a fireman's hold, Tofu brought him over to where a car was waiting, walking by Akane in the process.

"Tofu-sensei, where are you taking Ranma?" Akane questioned.

"I'm sorry Akane, that's not for me to tell, but I can promise that he'll be back tonight." And with that the door shut, making Akane wonder all the more.

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Tofu stared down at the boy that he had been ordered to find. The Tenkage had been very sure that it was Ranma who had the spirit of the Nekomata within him, and he had witnessed it firsthand today. The young medic-nin wondered how a child could carry such a burden as this, but then he remembered that until he was told, he didn't believe. This did explain a few things about Ranma's life. For one thing, the Nekomata was female and preferred to have a female form, thus Ranma's curse. She also liked screwing with men's love lives and who better to screw with than Ranma's own. Add that to Genma's own stupidity and you have a mess that Ranma could barely crawl out of alive. Then there was what happened at China. He wasn't there, but he read the reports that the Musk sent to their village. The boy had slain Saffron. Sure he had help, and Saffron wasn't exactly a god, but he was immortal, and Ranma KILLED him. This only made Tenkage-sama more eager to get him into the village, and under its command before he was found by someone else. They were now being driven to the Imperial Palace and then from there, they would go to the Village.

"Eh, Doc, what're you doing here?"

Ranma always was a fast healer, wait... he woke up? "I'm here because you needed some help, Ranma-kun."

"Did I win?"

"Of course. Here, I have a present for you." Tofu pulled out something from within his kunai holster, something he was told to give to Ranma as soon as possible. It was a hita-ate with the symbol of a rising sun on its forehead protector. "Congratulations Ranma, you passed..."

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(End Chapter)

Whew, I hate writing fight scenes, but this particular one is very important. I hope that it turned out well enough, but I can't be the one to judge. As always, C&C is very welcome and feel free to e-mail me at