Disclaimer: Yeah yeah, I know. I don't own Ranma ½ or anything about it. Although it would be pretty awesome if I did. I do own this story though, in a way.

Chapter 3: Moonlit fight.

It had been a few days now, and each day Ukyo had tried and failed to find out anything about the strange visitor. Ranma had almost resigned himself to fighting an opponent he knew nothing about.

"Although I can say this." Ukyo said. "He tends to disappear for a few minutes, and the people that were eating in that time swore they heard the twang of a bow." She said, pointing her fork at Ranma.

"If that's the case, you have to be careful. This person might actually plan to kill you!" Akane said worriedly.

"I just have to raise my speed as much as possible. He won't be able to land a blow."

"I wouldn't be too sure if I were you." Said Ukyo. "Sometimes I ask him to retrieve it, and he points it out where it sure as hell wasn't a moment or two before."

Ranma put his fist under his chin. "Either way, I won't lose to some random guy out of the blue."

"If you say so…" Ukyo said, but either way, it looked like even Ranma honey was worried about this fight.


"Hey pop, I got a question for you." Ranma said, facing his father in the dojo.

"What is it Ranma?" He answered, looking at his son with wary eyes.

"Do you know anything about this new guy working at Ucchan's? There are rumors about him being an archer."

Genma twitched. "Do you know his name?"

"No, he wouldn't give it." Ranma said. "You know him, pop?"

A moment later Genma was playing with a tire. And he was a panda.

"Obviously you do, old man, spill it!" Ranma said, grabbing his father by the… uh, fur.

Don't be silly. Said one of the signs. I don't have a clue. Said the next sign Genma held up.

"Sure, and yet whenever I've asked you a question about it you avoid me or turn into a panda, you're obviously hiding something." Ranma said. "Now spill, Pop, or I'll…" He held up his fist.

Wait! I'll tell!


Ranma, Genma, Akane, and Soun sat at the table. Kasumi was cooking dinner, and Nabiki was out on 'business.' Which of course meant she was ripping off some random person for picuteres of something, or bits of information.

"Saotome, you say you know this person?"

"I wouldn't say know…" Genma answered. "More like… ran into."

"Ran into? What the heck are you talking about pop?"

"It was back when you and I were training near the okonomiyaki cart." Genma began. "I ran into the young one. He carried a bow and a quiver of arrows, and ran as soon as I saw him. I would've passed it off, but I saw him a couple more times. One other time right before we headed to China, and the other was when we were in the Amazon village."

"So basically, You don't have any idea what you're talking about!"

Genma nodded.

"Well, we know one thing for sure now, he definitely is an archer. You have to be careful, Ranma." Said Akane, pausing Ranma in the act of beating his father to a pulp.

"Don't sweat it Akane, He won't beat me." Ranma said confidently.


"Bras! Panties! Oh the joys of life!" Happosai cried happily, running from house to house while stealing his usual amounts of girls' garments.

"Happosai. Master of anything goes martial arts lechery, I presume." Said a voice.

"Eh? Are you trying to stop me again Ranma?"

A figure dropped in front of Happosai. "Ranma can't stop you. I can."

Happosai dropped his bag of treasures.


"Old man?" Ranma said, picking up what seemed to be the sad remain of Happosai from the Tendo doorstep in the early hours of thursday morning, now only three days away from the duel.

"Ranma… is it you?"

"Who else?"

Happosai splashed Ranma with water, changing him into a girl. "Ah… I feel my strength and vitality returning!" He said happily.

BOOM!


"So you're saying you were attacked, old man?" Ranma said, sitting at the table with a few others.

"Yes, I was surprised myself. I never thought he was that good."

Flashback

"So, you dare challenge a master of anything goes martial arts!" Happosai said, taking a stance.

"Not only that, but I'll be you as well, you foul beast." The man responded.

"Then I'll just have to beat you!" Happosai yelled, charging forward with incredible speed and a formidable battle aura.

The man took out an arrow, and suddenly it glowed with a white light.

"Fell the wrath of the School of Anything GoesMarital Arts Archery!" He yelled.

End flashback

"School of…" Said Akane

"Anything goes…" Said Soun

"Martial arts…" Said Genma

"Archery?" Said Ranma, standing up.

Happosai nodded. "It seems that I completely forgot about it."

Ranma hit him. "So this is your fault?"

"Now here me out. This one…"

"Do you know him? What's his name? How old is he? Why does he want to fight Ranma?"

"Oh, welcome home Nabiki."

"Why do you want to know, Nabiki?"

"It's caused a lot of buzz. I could make good money off of something like this."

Everyone at the table sighed.

"As for that, I don't know. I do know this. He is a strong martial artist. And he is the last surviving member from the Hackoshi archery clan." Happosai said.

"I've heard of them before, but weren't they wiped from existence by the amazons?" Said Kasumi, placing tea in front of each person.

"Thank you, Kasumi." They all said.

"The amazons? So this involves the ghoul as well?"

"I wouldn't be surprised…" Said Happosai.

"Then let's go talk to the Ghoul!" Said Ranma, standing up quickly, and practically running out the door. School could wait. This was serious.


I just want to thanks my friends for looking this stuff over for me. Once again, I apologize for this not being very good, but I'm trying the best I can, and this is my first fanfic, so I'd appreciate the comments and suggestions to make it even better. Thanks everyone!