(A/N) Unfortunately for you and for me, my server's on the fritz and I might not be able to update as often as I would like. I apologize for any stress or anxiety that that may cause anyone who actually likes my fic that I am writing for the sheer pleasure of simply writing it.
I don't know what's going to happen next any more than you do. Well, maybe a little more, since I've always got one or two chappies in my notebook waiting to be typed up XD.
Anyways:
Disclaimer I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, Ranma ½, and most of the ideas used in this chapter. The characters are not mine, most of the jokes are not mine, in fact, the only thing that is mine is the plot, which sucks!
Do not mind me, for I am feeling depressed because all my lovely chappies had been erased and had to be retyped. Sigh, an author's work is never done.
Oh, and the evil has been messing up all my work, so I apologize if it looks and reads like crap. And putting in translations is a pain in the ass, so could you tell me if you want them, because if no one says they want them, I won't put them in.
Peace Never Lasts
Chapter Two
"Ryoga Returns"
Soun leapt into the air, fear radiating outward from his long hair (which was standing on end) to his moustache, as the Tendo family alter shattered.
"Satome!" he cried, and was almost instantly gratified when a panda wearing a vest and holding a sign with "What?" written on it walked into the room.
"Th-the alter!" Soun wailed.
"So?" replied the panda, via sign.
"So, the last time this happened, the Master returned!"
"B-but we got rid of Master Happosai!" the panda looked terror stricken at the thought of his Master returning yet again.
"Hey," a bored, feminine voice called out, "what's up?" In the doorway stood a redheaded girl with a single braid, wearing oversized boy's Chinese cloths.
"Ah! Ranma!" Soun exclaimed cheerfully.
"Ranma!" echoed the panda's sign.
"Turn human, pop," Ranma suggested, proffering a kettle of hot water.
"Thanks," Genma—now human—said. "Now, Tendo, tell my son what's happened."
"Ah, yes! Ranma, as the heir to Tendo Training Hall, you must be the one to deal with this horrible evil."
"Watcha mean?" Ranma asked, looking bored.
"Boy, do you not understand?" demanded Genma Satome, "The Tendo Family Alter has been shattered! It is an ill omen!"
"Yeah, for the Tendo family!" Ranma shot back, feeling irritable. "It don't have nothing to do with me!"
"Raaaaaanmaaaaaaa…!" Soun wailed, his battle aura expanding so that his head seemed to fill the room. "Are you…or are you not…engaged to Akane?" he boomed.
"I suppose I am," Ranma huffed, arms folded across his/her chest.
"And his she…or is she not…a Tendo?"
"She is," Ranma conceded. "I just think you two are freaking out over nothing is all."
Alas, Mr. Tendo and Mr. Satome were not freaking out over nothing.
"As my pet dog, every resident of Tendo Dojo will feel sorry for you," Happosai said to Ryoh over lunch. They were sitting around the table in their suite.
"Dare I ask why?" Ryoh inquired as he speared some sushi on his chopsticks.
/I might have a notion, Yadonushi-sama, Bakura ventured.\
\Bakura, I'm trying to listen to his explanation/
"They all have me pegged as an evil troublemaker and panty-thief," Happosai sighed, trying to look innocent.
/Panty-thief?\ Bakura choked.
"Panty-thief…?" Ryoh echoed. "Why would you steal women's underwear?"
"They're my silky darlings!" Happosai corrected. "As I was saying, if they're going to tell you juicy secrets, the residents of Tendo Dojo can only see you as my pet dog. If you wish to assume human form, you'll need some sort of alibi to hang around."
"Do you need a disciple?" Ryoh asked the first question that popped into his head.
"You-you would really be my-my-my disciple…?" Happosai stuttered, eyes tearing up.
"If you would have me. You see," Ryoh began, "nearly my entire life I've been traveling by myself, learning different forms of martial arts. But I have never had an actual teacher. Until now, my only teachers have been my opponents. My only means of learning new techniques was to survive them."
"Ryoh, my boy, let me tell you now," Happosai explained, "if you're going to be my disciple, you must call me 'Master' from now on. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master," Ryoh smiled. "And what of my name, Master? Your pet dog and your new disciple can't have the same name."
"Hmmmm… I'll call you Inu until darling Akane can come up with a name for you."
"Joy," Ryoh muttered, already envisioning a spending an unspecified period of time known only as "Inu".
"But for now—" Happosai began, hefting a bucket filled with cold water, "—you should get used to your canine form!" he cried, splashing Ryoh.
Ryoh retaliated by shaking himself so that most of the water in his fur sprayed all over the room, soaking Happosai.
/Very good, Yadonushi-sama. Let's spray water all over and make the suite smell like wet dog. Ugh…\
\Well, you don't have to stay out if you don't want to smell it, Yami-sama./
/Naah, I'd rather watch Happosai wrinkle his nose at it.\
Indeed, the Master of Perverts was grimacing at the unpleasant odor of soaked dog.
"Inu!" he snapped, "go outside! You reek!"
"Woof!" Ryoh exclaimed. \Who's he kidding/ he said internally, \he's the one that soaked me/
"Out!" Happosai cried again, opening the door and shoving him outside on the deck.
Once out in the fresh air, Ryoh was once again struck by the way smells were intensified in his transformed state. He was just poking around when he noticed a strange thing…And exotic scent was coming from the prow of the ship. It smelled of every place Ryoh had ever been, and quite a few he didn't even know existed.
The white dog trotted over and found the source of the scent. It was a young man with a umbrella, a large pack, a bandanna, and fangs.
"Wrerf!" Ryoh barked, wagging his tail.
"Hmm? What's this? A dog?" The young man squatted down, patting Ryoh on the head. "Where's your owner?" he asked.
\Yami-sama—should I/ Ryoh asked with a mental doggie grin that never the less managed to be quite evil.
/Well, he did ask…\ Bakura answered, with an almost-identical grin. /So show him, why don't you?\
Tail still wagging, Ryoh turned and began to slowly move back towards the suite Happosai was in.
Ryoga blinked as the weird white dog wearing the odd pendant turned and began to walk away, tail still doing a very good impression of a windshield wiper.
"Wrerf!" the dog barked, looking back at him.
"Oh!" Ryoga cried, hurrying to follow the dog. It led him to a room, number 13, and scratched at the door.
Happosai was just realizing that Ryoh didn't have anything of value in his backpack when there was the sound of a dog's claws scratching at the door.
"Coming!" Happosai called out. He then bounded to the door and opened it, thinking, 'Maybe my new disciple and pet found a hot girl!' He was, therefore, disappointed when he saw it was only Ryoga.
"Happosai!" Ryoga shouted, clearly stunned.
"Ryoga!" Happosai shouted, mimicking the young martial artist's tone and shocked movements.
"When did you get a dog?" Ryoga demanded.
"Three hours ago," was the answer.
"You-you didn't name it, did you?" Ryoga asked, remembering Pantyhose Taro. Not even a dog should have a name like that!
"What? No. I'm calling him Inu until dear Akane can name him."
"Good ide—wait! Keep your hands off of Akane, you old freak!"
Ryoh had been sitting there, silently watching the exchange with a doggy smile on his canine face.
/Yadonushi-sama…\
\Hmm/
/What happens when his new disciple comes in? C'mon, stir things up! I'm bored!\
Without another word, Ryoh trotted into the next room, which had a kettle of hot water and his pack. His pack, which had obviously been rummaged through.
Bakura took over, and, naked, picked up the kettle and emptied it on his head, turning Ryoh human. He then dried off and dressed in black shoes, long black sleeves cut out that hugged his abs, and fingerless black gloves.
Then he swapped with Ryoh. /Have fun, Yadonushi-sama,\ he taunted.
(A/N) Yeah, I know, evil place to stop, but that's where I ended the chapter. Writer's cramp and all that.
Now, dad says I have to go to bed, so I'll just get the acknowledgements done.
Misawa Kaitou actually, Ukyo will be in this fic. Just not yet. And I can't tell what she'll do without giving away a plot point. Yes, I have a plot! Just not a good one…
DreamCherry66 yeah, um, your way of spelling is probably right. Anways, cute thought, and that's exactly how I pictured Ryoh when I started writing this. XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD