Hello all! On my YouTube recommendation, for whatever reason, Beelzebub showed up. Caught my interest, started reading the manga, finished it, got lost in some possible ideas and now here we are. Think of this chapter as a pilot. Let's get a feel.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

"Have you heard the news?"

"Of course, I have, you fool." A tired voice answered. "How would anyone not hear of such an uproar?"

"Well excuuuuuse me for making some conversation." A feminine voice snapped back. "It's not like we've been doing much for the past millennium."

"Shut up." Then came a sigh. "The demon world is rallying."

"Who's saying the obvious now, you crone?"

"I said shut up, damn you. We need to do something about the sins… Mainly Beelzebub, Satan, and Lucifer."

A soft silence fell upon the room.

"All right, all right. I got it. I know some people." Her idea was projected.

"..."

The reply came back with amusement. "That… that could work."

"Damn you, Ranma!" Ryoga snarled, thrusting his classic red umbrella forwards. "I've trained for weeks straight in who knows where only to have you run away? Come back you bastard!"

"Cool it, pig brains." Ranma taunted while leaping rooftop to rooftop away from the bandana clad boy. "We ain't gonna destroy the Tendo Dojo for the millionth time! The damn thing's still in repairs after that wedding fiasco!"

"Think I care?" Ryoga snorted. "It's your fault for crushing such an innocent heart as Akane! I come back only to see you talking to some other girls. And you haven't sorted out your other engagements? You disgust me."

"Ryoga, you idiot. I can talk to whoever I like." Ranma sweatdropped, he had desperately needed some homework answers, and to hell did he think he was going to ask Akane for help. Now he desperately needed to turn them in. "Besides, do you really want me to be married to Akane?"

"Of course not!" Ryoga bellowed.

"So you don't want me to sort out the problem with Shampoo and Ukyo?"

"Of course not!" Ryoga bellowed once more. "They don't deserve you either! And how dare you toy with their hearts, you cheating bastard!"

"So do you want me to cut ties with them and marry Akane or marry one of them and not Akane?"

"Yes!" Ryoga roared, gaining a burst of speed with the roar, significantly closing the space between him and his target. "Ranma, let me show you the results of my training."

"Bring it, pork breath." Ranma called and picked up his own pace, heading towards Furinkan High and intending to lose the eternally lost boy in the process. He smirked and looked behind him only to lose the smirk as his eyes widened. Ryoga was gaining, and gaining fast, from what he could see, Ryoga was channeling small bursts of his signature Shishi Hokodan underneath his feet and occasionally his hands when they lined up well to propel himself forward with incredible momentum. Almost as if he was running through the air.

Ryoga grinned catching the expression on Ranma's face. He had finally learned to convert his raw power into speed by using the downward channeling of Shishi Hokodan in small bursts to push him forwards, much like Herb's technique except more sustainable and focused as he didn't have Herb's massive ki supplies. But that wasn't all he learned.

Ranma really had no intentions of fighting Ryoga at this very moment. He had finally gotten the answers he needed for his already late homework and he desperately needed to turn it in… or else. But perhaps if he fought and defeated his eternal rival he would save more time in the end. With the decision made, he whipped around with Ryoga mere feet away and rear axe kicked him into the stone school courtyard below, shattering the concrete underneath in Ryoga shaped hole.

"What are you, Ranma? A little girl?" Ryoga brushed off the cement dust that piled on his shoulders. "That felt like nothing."

Ranma rolled his eyes. "Can we not do this now, Porky? I got this paper to turn in."

"Since when did you care about school, huh?" Ryoga snarled, throwing two bandanas and rushing in.

Ranma dodged under the first, knocked away the second, and then front flipped as Ryoga approached and planted his feet on Ryoga's back, kicking him into the ground. "Listen, Ryoga… If I don't turn this in the-" Ranma jumped to avoid Ryoga's sweeping kick from the ground only to have Ryoga propel himself upwards with his arms and then with his hands clasped, spiked Ranma directly on his head.

That. Hurt. This all caught Ranma off-guard. Since when did Ryoga have the ability to do all of that. No way pig for brains was that agile. And what caught Ranma's attention the most was that he could swear he saw circles of light appear before he was smashed down. Ranma struggled to get out of the pit Ryoga drove him in and when he got out he noticed how much deeper it was than the one he had created using Ryoga's body. "What the hell did you do Ryoga?"

"Feh." Ryoga looked away, hiding his face behind his palm with his forehead pressed against his temple. "Funny you say that Ranma." A breeze through the courtyard, lightly fluttering his hair in the wind.

Ranma sweatdropped. "You look like an idiot."

He ignored the comment and Ryoga continued. "You see, I've achieved a level of power that surpasses even you, Herb and even Saffron."

"Saffron?" Ranma scoffed. "Did Shampoo toss some drugs on ya again?"

"Come at me." Ryoga smirked. "Why don't you find out."

"Only cause I haveta finish this quickly." Ramna, not usually the one to engage, charged forward, wary of any surprises. Ryoga rushed forward to meet him and they started going at it.

While Ranma was able to dodge most of his attacks, the increasingly frequent ones that did get in hurt like crazy. On top of that, the multitude of punches Ranma landed himself seemed barely scratch the bandana boy. He himself was actually starting to feel winded.

"What's the matter?" Ryoga laughed. "Getting cold feet?"

"Kachu Tenshin Amaguriken!" Ranma unleashed hundreds of punches in mere seconds yet Ryoga stood sturdy with his arms crossed in an 'X'. Ranma noticed Ryoga barely flinching, and in out of pure reaction, he backed off just as Ryoga released an overwhelming pillar of power.

"Ultimate Shi Shi Hokodan!" Ryoga said as a crater formed out of the pure manic energy.

This again? Ranma backed off. He knew Ryoga couldn't move using that move. Until he did.

Ryoga started moving towards him, a beam of destruction beaming and vaporizing the ground as he moved. He was like a walking beacon of destruction. What? How?

"Moko Takabisha!" Ranma threw his signature ki attack only for it to fizzle in Ryoga's oppressive energy. As the attack fizzle, two circles formed in front of him and a fist enwrapped in a green and white spiral punched Ranma's chest, blasting him towards the school, crumbling the doors. Students, who had been watching the entire fight, backed off in observing the higher power level of the fight. What the hell was that? What were those circles?

Ryoga's Ultimate Shi Shi Hokodan receded into his body but Ranma could visibly see the dark green tendrils wrapping and wisping around his body. Ranma noticed white tinged with green. In an instant, Ryoga closed the distance only to have Ranma block and grunt in exertion. Looking carefully, he noticed Ryoga channeling the ki attack throughout his body, instead of throwing out the energy keeping it inside to pump his body with manic intensity.

Ranma frowned. If Ryoga could do it, he could do it. He just needed space.

Ryoga barely let him up, laying empowered punch by punch with golden circles appearing in front of his fists. The impact on Ranma's body alone shattered the concrete school around them. Finally finding an opening, Ranma ducked under a barely over extened punch, yanked the arm and threw the boy through several classrooms. Breathing heavily, Ranma closed his eyes and willed his confidence. It didn't matter how strong Ryoga became, he would always be better than the pig boy. Always. With Moko takabisha gathering his arms, instead of releasing the energy, he withdrew the energy, and felt it buzzing throughout his arms then into the rest of his body.

Ryoga closed the distance.

With precision, Ranma ducked, weaved, and countered carefully not to overly exert the buzzing ki within.

Ryoga growled, having expected to crush Ranma by now. He could tell Ranma was drawing him into the class spiral but Ryoga kept cool, focusing on his new powers. Besides, Ranma wasn't even emitting the soul of ice. With Ranma circling closer and closer, Ryoga flared and an enormous circle flickered to life underneath. The circle glared blindingly as Ryoga thrusted for the final blow with the expectation for Ranma to duck into the bright energy below. But he jumped.

"Moko Takabisha!" Ranma fired from above, and like flame to tinder Ranma's ki ignited the trail of ki with an immense that would have been overwhelmed by Ryoga's energy, containing Ryoga's blast and his manic energy into a contained area. With two opposing powers, contained in a virtually enclosed area, it exploded.

"Umi!"

"Eiwa!"

"Ewalu!"

"Ehiku!"

"Principal Kuno." A childish voice came from across the desk. "I do believe we should stop these delinquents fighting in this school."

The principal, with seven fingers up, continued counting. "Eono!" There were six fingers.

"Are we really going to expel Saotome on the basis of missing this one homework?" Hinako asked for the umpteenth time. Sounds of flesh on flesh and shattering cement could be heard in the background.

"Elima!" It took months of piling reports in addition to overcoming sheer laziness, with emphasis on the latter for principal Kuno to pull everything he needed to pull the worst student out of the school. This last failure to make up this assignment would be the straw that broke the camel's back.
"Eha!"

"This…" Hinako stood up from her chair, feeling a buzz of dread overcome her body.

"Ekolu!"

"This is very bad!" She headed towards the door to the hallway.

"Elua!"

She opened the door only to stand still with her mouth agape. "I'm quitting this damn job at Furinkan."

"Ekahi! Ekahi!" Principal Kuno cheered, dancing on his dance, the index finger of his right hand point up in the air, wagging.

Hinako brought out her coin in a futile attempt to mitigate the immense waves of power.

**KA-BOOM**

Waves of heat and harsh winds cracked through the room, swirling papers and blowing off the lighter objects in the room. Hinako's hair whipped around the violent winds as she barely kept her balance funneling the ripples of power radiating into her coin.

After a minute, the energy slowly receded and only the sound of shuffling could be heard, as if someone was dragging themselves across the ground. Hinako looked down to see a charred arm reaching out with a piece of incredibly wrinkled paper.

"I… I did... it." Ranma gasped out, looking up to see his adult teacher staring past him in abstract horror. The school was completely destroyed. Reduced to rubble and with the only room with any structural integrity was the principal's office, no doubt to Hinako's efforts. "The homework." Ranma coughed, reaching out even further to Hinako who seemed to have a heavenly glow around her.

"No no no~." Principal appeared beside them, looking none the worse despite the remains of his school. "You too late keiki."

"I do believe Saotome can be excused for this particular situation." Hinako said, still taking in her surroundings. She had heard rumors that Ranma the his group had destroyed two mountains now but that couldn't possibly be true, could it? "He has his work after all."

"Oopsie!" The principal said, with one of his hands innocently covering his mouth in a childish manner. His other hand contained a lighter. The paper burnt into a crisp and Ranma collapsed onto the ground.

"Haha keiki, you're expelled forevah!" The delirious principal cheered and pulled out scissors and moved towards the unconscious boy. "You gon be sent away ta Japan's worst school."

"That's enough." Hinako snapped and blasted the principal with power far greater than she ever used. "I'm definitely quitting this school." She growled.

"Eh? Ehh? What did I say? Wouldn't he be perfect?" A feminine cheered at the lights and explosions.

"I never doubted you." Came the reply. "What I do not understand was the amount of time it took to track him."

There was a long pause as the woman sweatdropped. "You see… It was only by chance that the Hibiki boy came across us."

"That should have made things faster, no?"

"Ah..." The sweatdrop grew. "Not even close..." Horrible, frustrating memories resurfaced. She whispered ominously, losing the light in her eyes."Not. Even. Close."

"Never mind that now. So this was the human who reduced our darling boy Saffron back to an infant?"

"Not quite matured, dampened, unawaken, and rusty, Saffron. He had some help… but yes."

"Understood." Saffron was no joking matter, no matter what form. There was a crackling boom and power washed across the area, when the dust and debris finally settled, there laid nothing but a single room.

"Approved."

"New students, huh?" Said a blond student who was laid back in his chair, pushing it up at an angle and resting his feet on the desk in front. Ahead of him, the teacher was making announcements falling on mostly deaf ears of the classroom. Something that was very standard for the teacher, being a delinquent school after all.

"Huh? Why do you care, Kanzaki?" A orange haired girl with a flower garment asked, tilting her head inquisitively.

"Oh Chaa-ko." Kanzaki gave a slight glance to her side. "I'm just saying. It'd be nice to get some new followers for myself before Oga gets his hands on them."

"Boss!" An outlandishly large man bawled, his fists slamming onto the desk in despair. "Am I not enough for you?"

"Shut it Shiroyama." He said lazily. "Oga gets all the fun with the punks who think they can take him up for size. I haven't gotten a good fight in ages."

"It's like they don't even know how it works." A new voice butted in. "You're supposed to fight all the mini bosses before the big boss."

Kanzaki grit his teeth, and slammed his chair down and turned to glare at the speaker. "Oye, Himekawa, you calling me a mini boss?"

Himekawa, who was laid back with his phone to his face, cooly met the glare. "With Fuji, and Takamiya here and the rest of those high power demons, I'd say you're just a grunt."

"You want to say that again?" Kanzaki went face to face with the excessively styled man, hands in his jacket pockets and fangs bared.

"You know it's true." Himekawa started rocking back and forth in his chair.

Kanzaki gritted his teeth and backed off from the rich man.

"Relax. I doubt we're going to get anyone crazy." Said a boy with long white hair that reached his eyes. He crossed his arms on top of the chair, sitting backwards. "You think we're gonna be getting any cute girls?"

"Furuichi you pervert."

"Furuichin."

"Creepichi."

Came an immediate chorus from a trio of girls from the side.

"It's a few students from Furinkan High." Himekawa said, his eyes not leaving his flip phone. "Their school got completely destroyed in a freak accident."

"Furinkan High?" A brown haired girl, Nene, spoke up, not caring about any of the conversation earlier. "All the way from Nerima ward?"

"It's a select few, only the most problem students are coming here. Ishiyama being the biggest delinquent school in Japan. Most of the students are transferring to nearby schools like Juuban and such."

"Of course you'd know this." Furuichi scratched his head in shocked awe. "Did you say their school got completely destroyed?"

"Doesn't that sound familiar." Nene said snarkily as the group all looked at the student in front how was laid back in his chair, without a care in the world. A naked spikey green haired baby clung around his neck copying the laid back atmosphere the older boy emitted.

"Furinkan High's the martial arts school ya?" Kanzaki said, looking up at the tiled ceiling above. "Think some dojo kid's gonna come and chop at us?"

Furuichi frowned. "Their whole school was destroyed. And if the biggest problem student's coming here then it must be the one who destroyed the school. Think they're an explosive junkie or something?"

"What kind of martial arts uses bombs?" Nene deadpanned.

A navy long haired girl spoke up. "Actually, Grandpa once knew an extremely skilled fighter who incorporated small bombs in his fight, so much so that he called them his special move. Even though they were just… bombs."

"See Nene?" Furuichi smirked. "If Kunieda says so, it must be true."

Nene rolled her eyes.

"I heard the people there are crazy." Chaako said.

"Crazy strong or just crazy?" Nene asked.

"Both." Chaako answered. "The principal over there is a nutjob. And some people there are absolute monsters."

Himekawa popped in once more. "It's not the school. It's the ward that attracts the crazy. There's a good possibility that the one who destroyed the school wasn't the student there."

"There still are some crazies among the students." Chaako said in both excitement and awe.

"Finally." Kanzaki stretched out his back. "Some excitement. I call dibs."

Their musings were cut short as a slight commotion came from the hallway.

"All boys are perverts!" Growled an indignant female.

"Akane, sugar, you still didn't need to mallet them so hard." A different female replied.

"Well I wouldn't have to mallet them at all if someone didn't destroy the whole school."

"It wasn't my fault." There was a third voice, male this time. " 'sides only I had to go here, the two of you coulda went to other schools."

"Wherever Ranma honey goes, I go."

"Daddy and Saotome-san demanded I go with you. And someone's has to keep you screwing up again."

There was a certain scuffle.

*BAM BAM BAM*

"Ugh! This place is so full of creeps. At least Nabiki's nearby at St. Ishiyama."

"Heh, with Kuno." Chuckled the male voice.

"Actually… we wouldn't have to be here at all if you weren't such a delinquent and turned in your homework on time!"

"Yeah, yeah look. I'm sorry okay? Ryoga really pushed it to the extreme this time. And I toldya I did turn it in on time… Principal Kuno burned it!" There was feminine 'hmph' of disbelief.

There was a slight pause. "This is the room ain't it?"

"Welcome to Ishiyama." The teacher greeted them out the hallway. "You all must be from Furinkan High. Saotome, Tendo, and Kounji, is that right?"

"Yo." The boy in question entered the room, holding a hand up in greeting. Eyeing the students, he could tell they were all fighters. "Just call me Ranma."

Akane bowed, carefully hiding her distaste for multiple students she saw in the room. Why was there a naked baby hanging on to that student? "Akane Tendo."

"How's it going? My name's Ukyo Kounji." Ukyo bowed also.

"Glad to have you all here." The teacher said with relief evident in his voice. With the exception of the gigantic spatula strapped to Ukyo's back they looked like normal people. Really not delinquents of any sort.

The teacher's sentiments were reflected in his students. An evident atmosphere of disappointment emanated through the classroom. The three of them just looked innocent. No tattoos, piercings, or any unique features that really set them apart. They could see the boy was muscular, but not overly so that required a second glance. The two girls were quite cute, giving off classic traditional Japanese girl vibes, but that was it. Even their clothes were traditional, not the Ishiyama uniform that the students mostly ignored. But they chalked that up due to them being new and without access to the uniforms quite yet. They additionally did not feel any demonic aura from any of them. Were they really delinquents?

"Ooo." Chaako whispered. "Ranma's pretty cute." To which Nene rolled her eyes. She had been doing that a lot lately.

The teacher addressed the trio. "Find any open seat you'd like."

"Thanks, teach." Ranma, looking for the first open seat found himself sitting in the front to the left Kunieda. Much to the annoyance of Akane.

Ukyo and Akane found themselves two open seats on the side of a smiling Furuichi that they swore weren't open a few seconds ago.

As the class started, things progressed normally. Well, as normal as any class in Ishiyama would go. While the normal inhabitants never really paid attention, except most of the girls, the teacher talked on, ignoring the troublemakers in fear of retribution. Much to the joy of the teacher, both Tendo and Kounji also paid attention. Though Furuichi would constantly attempt to strike up a conversation with either one of them. He was rightfully ignored. Ranma, however, was not as dutiful and was sleeping with his head lying in between his arms.

The teacher, quite used to being ignored all the time, wasn't going to give up the first impression to a newcomer that he was in charge. He was no push over. After all, the teachers of Ishiyama were the select few to readily handle any delinquents. Except for the excessively super powered ones… Like the majority of this very class. Breaking off the piece of chalk he was using, he flicked a piece towards the sleeping boy. Much to his dismay, the new student shifted in his sleep and the chalk barely missed him. Pure coincidence. Using the rest of the piece of chalk, he reared his arm back, much to the shock to the few students actually paying attention, and pitched it at incredible speeds to the sleeping boy. As the chalk sped towards Ranma's forward, at the last possible moment, he tilted his head causing the chalk to fly past him and hitting Kanzaki square on his chest.

"Hey!" The blond delinquent yelled, shooting up from his seat. He glared at the teacher. "Dafuq was that?"

The teacher started sweating profusely. The whole situation completely failed his intentions. Kanzaki started to stalk deliberately towards the teacher. He wasn't going to hurt the poor sap but he was sure going to scare him for the transgression or try to get a ruse from the newest student. While most of the guys looked on with interest, a couple of the girls voiced their concerns about not being the teacher's fault. Those concerns fell upon deaf ears of course. But, before Kanzaki could move past Ranma's desk in front of him, Ranma's hand whipped out, blocking his path forward.

Kanzaki raised a brow at the action. "Hey. Ramen was it? What do you think you're doing?"

Ranma tilted his head to meet the dead stare of Kanzaki.

Shiroyama stood up from the seats behind him. "You tell him Kanzaki!"

"You want to fight?" Kanzaki bent over to invade Ranma's face. "I heard you were the one who blew up your school. What do you do? C4? Dynamite? I could use a guy with some explosive skills."

"Look. I don't really feel like fighting." Ranma said tiredly but unnerved by the taunting blond. "I'm already in a lotta hot water."

"So you are the one who destroyed the school." Kanzaki chuckled. By this time the teacher had exited the room, for fear of his life and the very likely fight coming up. "Man, that makes me even more excited."

Besides him Kunieda spoke up. "Let it go, Kanzaki. He doesn't want to fight."

"Yeah." Agreed Shiroyami. "He's too scared to lose to Ishiyama's second." Disregarding the fact Kanzaki was not the second strongest person in the school and was merely the second position to the king of the school.

Seeing Ranma's slight twitch, Akane and Ukyo both shared a glance, knowing fully well that jibe would be the one to start it. They both stood up and approached only to be stopped by a man with long brown hair, Natsume. His arms gripped both of their shoulders from behind. "Don't worry about your friend. Kanzaki's bored. He won't hurt him; he just wants to test him."

"I'm not worried about him." Ukyo said, quite surprised by the strength of Natsume's hold.

Akane nodded in agreement. "I'm worried for your friend." Now this caught the attention of the class. Even normal people could sense the power and killing intent of Kanzaki from first glance and would back off immediately.

"Dabuh?" Even the baby and Oga looked on with interest.

"Curious huh, Beel?" Oga talked to the baby.

Kunieda shifted forward too, only to be stopped by Oga's hand on her shoulder, causing her to blush deeply. "Don't worry, I'll stop it if it goes too far. I took off Kanzaki's crest for the time being anyways."

"Ah o-okay." Kunieda stammered.

"Second?" Ranma scoffed, finally fully turning his body to face the man. "I don't deal with small fries."

Kanzaki twitched, his dull eyes locking hard with Ranam's steel ones. "Is that so? I'll show you who the small fry is."

Ranma whipped out a mirror from who knows where and put it in between them. "Well… You found him." The entire room's eyes bulged.

Kanzaki's body started trembling and a couple backed slightly away. The trembling became more intense until it erupted into full blown laughter. "Hahaha! I like you. Let's say when I beat you, you join my crew?"

"And be the second to the second? Yeah no thanks." Ranma scoffed, making Kanzaki twitch in response, a vein bulging on his forehead. "'Sides. I ain't gonna lose."

"Really now." Kanzaki drawled.

"Really." Ramna said lazily with his arms now behind his head. Now it was time to make things fun. "How about if I win, you buy us some dinner. And you gotta dress up in a dress when we go. If you win, I'll do the same and be the second to the second? Howsat sound?"

From behind, Akane and Ukyo sweatdropped, of course Ranma would be thinking of food.

The Ishiyama student's interest piqued at the sheer hubris Ranma emitted. The newest student was really digging a deep hole for himself.

"Sounds good to me." Kanzaki chuckled, his chain ringing in the shaking. "Let's do it. Now."

"Where do ya want to do it?"

"On the roof, kid. You're going to be my bitch when I win."

Ranma rolled his eyes. "C'mon then." And much to the room's inhabitant's surprise Ranma strolled towards the window, opened it, and jumped out, swing him up using the upper part of the window sill. His head popped out below grinning stupidly, "I haven't had any steak in forever."

All heads turned towards Kanzaki who shrugged and started nonchalantly strolling out the door with his hands in his pocket. "So the kid's got fancy karate moves. Doesn't mean shit."

"Dabuh!" The baby cheered, pointing towards the ceiling, making Oga start following Kanzaki too.

The rest followed suit and as Ukyo and Akane walked out, Furuichi followed close by.

"I don't know if you know this." Furuichi said tactifully. "But Kanzaki's one of the strongest in the school and he's not one to hold back."

Akane, tired of Furuichi's constant bantering, refused to reply.

"Ranma's the strongest." Ukyo simply said. "I have never seen him lose a fight."

Furuichi turned to the speaking girl, noticing the conviction in her eyes and voice. He looked over to the other girl.

"Stupid no good Ranma." The blue haired girl emitted such a deathly aura that put Furuichi on edge. "He better not get us kicked out here either."

While walking through the hallway, Furuichi noticed an oddly high amount of boys stuck in walls.

"Oh… oh shit!" One straggler in the hallway, who was trying to pull out his fellow student, yelled in fear, surprising the group. After everything the school went through the students of Ishiyama recognized and respected their group. There was no fear or challenges of power and the lesser students knew their place. "It's Mallet Bitch!"

Akane's aura darkened significantly at the moniker and everybody gave the girl a much wider berth.

There was a sudden rumble from above the school and they all rushed up the stairs to the roof to see Kanzaki charging at Ranma. From what they could see, Ranma seemed to dance around Kanzaki. Every single one of the blond delinquent's attacks missed barely as the pigtailed boy dodged out of the way.

"What's the matter." They heard Ranma said. "The metal in your brain slowing you down?"

Kanzaki couldn't hit him. No matter how hard he tried, his kicks, punches and grabs were always a millimeter off. It was pissing him off.

"C'mon chain brain." Ranma jumped over a kick, propelling him forward, shoving his face quite close to Kanzaki's. "Nyahhh!" Ranma pulled back his eye and stuck out his tongue. Those watching sweatdropped heavily. Was he a kindergartener?

Kanzaki's forehead throbbed. Ranma was infuriating. His incessant taunts, dodging, and not even hitting back. "Fucking fight, you bastard."

"Maybe I would." Ranma dodged. "But I don't wanna get tetanus, y'know."

"HAHAHAHAHA." The entire group looked over to the laughing voice. Oga was on the ground laughing hysterically. "That's… that's fucking hilarious." Beel was to his side, copying him.

Furuichi looked up to the heavens above. Are you… Are you laughing at your own joke?

"Hahahahaha."

Furuichi sweatdropped. It's not even that funny...

The two fighters stopped for a bit. Kanzaki, heaving slightly. He gave a meaningful look to Oga who finally stopped laughing and nodded.

"Feeling a little rusty?" Ranma grinned.

Suddenly there was a glow emitting under Kanzaki's clothes and Kanzaki rushed forwards with greater speeds than before. Ranma, caught by surprise, braced for the first punch only to be struck on the head by Kanzaki's signature heel kick. Ranma stayed standing, bleeding from his forehead but the cement beneath Ranma's feet crumbled.

"How'd you like that." Kanzaki smirked devilishly, the King's crest making him pulse with power. He then grunted as Ranma retaliated with his first strike of the match. Kanzaki grunted as he slid back across the roof, his heels digging into the cement.

"You just got a cheap power up outta nowhere!" Ranma accused his opponent, pointing his finger… accusingly.

Kanzaki approached him, quite easily brushing off Ranma's punch. "What're you going to do about it, pig tails?" Much to his surprise, Ranma seemingly disappeared from sight. Kanzaki looked around, attempting to find the infuriating fighter. He didn't get to look up as Ranma came flying down with an axe kick to his face that shot him backwards into the small walls of the roof. Before he had a chance, to catch his breath, Ranma closed the difference.

"Kachu Tenshin Amaguriken!" Ranma yelled, unleashing a series of lightning fast punches.

Kanzaki could barely breathe as the little air he had was hammered out by Ranma.

Ranma finally let off, allowing Kanzaki's body to collapse forward onto the roof. "That's what I'm gonna do, nuts for brains." He crouched to speak to him. "I got the perfect dress for ya if you don't have one"

Kanzaki's arm shot out and grabbed Ranma's leg. "I'm… not done yet." The crest on his back glowed even stronger and he yanked Ranma onto his back, using the momentum to bring himself up. With Ranma on the ground, he stomped ferociously down to his chest.

Ranma rolled out of the way and got up. "You're all power and no skill." He shook his head. "Hell, I bet Akane could even take ya. Without the cheap power up of course."

Off to the side, Akane swelled a bit with pride. Then quickly realized it wasn't much of a compliment as she thought it was. "Hey! Stupid Ranma!"

"Impressive." A new voice appeared in the middle of the audience, startling many.

"Hilda!" Furuichi cheered, moving with outstretched arms to hug the gothlolitica woman. He was denied with a swift smack of her umbrella. Her single exposed eye looked down on him in absolute disgust. Her hair fell over her face in an ominous threatening manner.

"Dabuhhh!" Beel's arm reached out and Hilda's expression instantly changed as happily took the naked baby into her arms.

"Master~!" She cooed, rubbing the naked baby lovingly.

"Huh?" Oga said, scratching the back of his head. "What are you doing here?"

"I felt you activate master's power to fuel the King's Crest." Hilda answered. "I came in case you were all fighting another demon. But it appears as if that boy's just another human without demon influence."

"I see." Furuichi said. Another monster of a human arrived at their school.

"Demons?" Akane asked, imagining the little 'demon' that came out of the little box and corrupted Kasumi to do 'bad' things. She couldn't see how that'd be particularly powerful in any situation.

Hilda spared a glance to Akane, scoffed and then looked back to the fight, feeling more and more power funnel into Kanzaki's crest.

"Looks like Ranma's got this." Ukyo stated, eyeing the battle closely.

"No way!" Shiroyama spoke up indignantly. "Kanzaki's just letting him feel good until he finishes him with one blow."

"I… don't think so. Kanzaki's really giving his all." Said Kunieda, being more versed in actual martial arts than her comrades. "What style of martial arts is this?"

"Anything Goes Martial Arts." Akane said with pride.

Kunieda didn't recognize the name, but her grandfather probably did. She would have to ask him later.

"What a shitty name." Hilda said nonchalantly, keeping her eyes to the fight. It sounded childish, weak, and simply silly. Akane bristled but it was then Hilda noticed a figure hovering in the air. She scowled and handed the baby back to Oga, ignoring Akane in the background.

"Something wrong?" Oga asked, as Beel made his way onto his back.

"Not yet." Hilda answered, her eyes trained to a position in the sky. "I need to check on something." And with that, she left.

Kanzaki wore a now more serious expression, his body taut and wary. He wasn't going to lose to another underclassman, but he couldn't touch him, it felt as if he could read his every move. Despite the power he had, it was useless if he couldn't land a solid hit.

"Hey man." Ranma scratched the back of his head. He loosened his stance, completely letting down his guard. "Kanzaki right? We can call it here. My win obviously. Hell, you don't even haveta wear the dress, just buy me the food."

Without a word, Kanzaki closed the distance between them, his fist reared back. A red-ish aura ignited around him slightly. Ranma could feel the energy crackling from where he stood.

"Gotcha." Was all he heard when Ranma dodged, grabbed his outstretched arm, twisted himself and threw his arms forward, using Kanzaki's momentum in addition to Ranma's own strength to yank and absolutely smash Kanzaki into the ground in front of him. And through the reinforced roof into the next floor. Luckily, it was an empty hallway.

"Kanzaki!" Shiroyama cried, falling down to his knees. He glared at the pigtailed boy, yet he knew, if Kanzaki had fallen to him he couldn't possibly hope to defeat him. Chaako, Chiako, and Natsume went down to check on their downed friend.

Ranma looked down from above, confirming that Kanzaki was no longer moving in the crater below. He yawned and stretched his hands in their, cracking his back. "Well, that was fun. Akane, Ukyo, now we don't gotta worry about dinner anymore."

Akane was exasperated. "You really do go to the extremes, Ranma. Did you really have to destroy some of the school on the very first day? We're going to get in trouble again!"

Ranma shrugged. "He was asking for it. With the stupid power up, I couldn't just beat him normally. And from what I noticed, they ain't going to bat an eye at this little hole."

"Abuh! Buh buh buu!" Beel babble excitedly on top of Oga's head, throwing out punches in mock fun.

"Oh?" Oga grinned, looking up at the baby. "You like all that fancy fighting stuff?"

"Buh!" Beel nodded.

"Oga!" Shiroyama cried. The large man pointed at him. "Avenge Kanzaki!"

"Nah… Like he said." Oga said with a shrug. He felt quite indifferent about the fight. Ranma certainly was powerful, no doubt about that, but his ability paled in comparison to Beelzebub's pure power. He was like Tojo, pushing his human limits to the extreme to go toe to toe with demons, before he even had the crest. He took a devilish smile. "Kanzaki did ask for it. I'm looking forward to seeing him in a dress."

"Ah let's go home." Ranma said.

Ukyo sweatdropped. "It's barely been an hour of school."

"Huh." Ranma frowned. "Well then. You!" Ranma whipped around and pointed a finger at Oga.

"Hm?" Oga raised a brow, to which Beel copied.

"You're the top dog here right?" Ranma stated. "I can tell by the way these people gather around you."

Oga grinned shamelessly. "That's right! I'm the king of this school. Students bow down to me, teachers cower in fear, the principal's holds no power, and the school folds to my will. Mwahahaha."

Beel stood on his shoulders, throwing his fist up in the air triumphantly.

Ranma looked down, putting two fingers to his forehead, petals from… somewhere… floated through the rooftop. He suddenly looked up locking eyes with Oga. "Is that so… that means..."

"Ranma!" Ukyo and Akane yelled simultaneously. What was he doing? Didn't he say he didn't want to fight?

Oga caught the look and fully understood what it meant. He nodded with a confident grin. "That's right."

"Oga?" Kunieda gasped. Himekawa looked from behind his phone with interest. Furuichi simply shook his head sadly.

"Let's go!" Oga and Ranma shouted concurrently, charging at each other.

"What are you doing here?" Hilda spoke venomously, scowling up to the sky at her target. She gripped her umbrella tightly, ready to unsheathe and strike.

"Relax Hilda." The figure said safely in the air. Though, safe was relative as Hilda could easily meet up in the sky. "We're just here to set some checks and balances. Tying up some loose ends you demons just let free here. Dreadful, really. Giving us so much work."

"You mean…" Hilda gasped.

"No no not at all." The figure reassured Hilda, taking small amusement in how much she cared. "Rest assured, nothing harmful will come across you darling master Beelzebub… Well... Not directly anyways."

Hilda stood silently glowering, her fists gripping her umbrella even tighter. She tensed her body, to jump.

"Hey now, You know I can't lie. I personally can't prevent the harm, that's completely up to his contractor... And that oafish Oga boy. Besides you should have expected this anyways. To think Satan, Lucifer and Beelzebub ganging up together under one team. That just won't do. No, no. Not to mention the cesspool of high ranking demons just oozing around here. Absolutely dreadful." The figure seemed to shudder.

"But why are you here?" Hilda accused. "Why here? Why this area? Why this school?"

"Good question... Very good question." The answer came back muttered. "I'd personally rather be anywhere else than this hellhole. Excuse my language. I'm just playing it wherever the ball lies. Or rather, you just happen to be here."

"Do they know?" Hilda said suddenly.

"They? Oh them. Of course they do. 'i'M goInG To dEStroY hUmaNITy' isn't something that is taken lightly. I wouldn't be doing this if it weren't for them."

Hilda couldn't help but sweatdrop. That was fair. "That's… that's not good."

"Not for you people anyways. But I doubt anything will come about it. You're all so young and fresh anyways."

Hilda stopped glowering. And looked back to the school, lost in thought.

"Ah well. It's time to get going. Tah tah, Hildegarde! Good luck!" In a blink, the figure vanished.

Hilda turned around and headed back. Her thoughts were lost in the conversation and terrible exposition.

"Die! Die DIE!" Oga laughed maniacally. Cackling over the sound of flesh hitting flesh. No doubt he was far in the lead. There was no way he could recover from his position. "You have no chance. Foolish Ranma!"

"That's what you think!" Ranma yelled defiantly. The frequency of flesh hitting flesh increased greatly. He was pushing back. Beads of sweat gathered on brow. C'mon. Just... a little bit more! He could do it! He pushed back even harder.

"I see." Oga growled, baring his fangs. Annoyance was all he felt, clearly frustrated at Ranma's aptitude to picking up skills. No matter... "You learn quick."

"Of course, I do." Ranma taunted. "I'm the best! And don't you forget that. Take THISSSS." The smacking sounds became even faster until it became one continuous steady stream of noise. Despite being so close to death, Ranma pushed with every last ounce of his being. He just had to hang on. Just a little more.

"Hmph." Oga grunted. "Pretty good. But you're far too weak to take on one of these."

"No!" Ranma cried, fully aware of what was coming next. He panicked, losing focus for a split second. That split second was all Oga needed. "No wait! Nooooooo."

Oga cackled loudly even louder.

"HAD-OU-KEN!"

"K! O!"

"Nooooooooo!" Ranma wailed in despair. As E-honda fell down on the screen in an overly dramatic way, Ryu on threw his fist up victoriously.

"Player. One. Wins!"

"Mwahahahaha." Oga pumped his fists in victory, very much in the way Ryu did on the arcade machine. Beel, on top of the machine cheered too.

"That's no fair." Ranma whined, letting go of the controls in defeat. "I haven't learned all the combos yet."

"Doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on you." Oga said mercilessly.

"Fine." Ranma conceded. "Again!"

"Heheheheh." Oga simply chuckled as he restarted the match.

Behind the two, Furuichi, Ukyo, Akane, and Kunieda, stared stupidly at them, absolutely at a loss for words. When the two charged, they thought the school was going to get absolutely demolished once more, but instead the two heartily shook hands and using Oga's influence skipped the rest of the school day completely scotch free, much to the exasperation of everybody there. Ranma truly didn't care for a fight unless he had something to gain and Oga was essentially on the same page. The four of them just blindly followed, figuring there wasn't much else to do with the teacher still fearing for his life and the entire school system really not giving a fuck.

So here they were, watching their love interests playing street fighter.

Furuichi twitched, seemingly for no reason. He has, after all, hung out with Oga since middle school. Never ever leaving his side. Like a little puppy. He twitched again.

Kunieda finally spoke. "I-I don't think we've ever formally introduced ourselves. My name's Aoi Kunieda." She held out her hand.

"Nice to meet you." Ukyo shook her hand first. "Ukyo Kounji."

"Akane Tendo." Akane greeted the taller long haired girl.

"Are you two also martial artists?" Kunieda asked.

They both nodded.

"Nowhere as strong as Ranma honey." Ukyo bitterly admitted. Besides her, Akane looked down, silently conceding to the statement also. She was a key part in the fight against Saffron, with an unbelievably uncomfortable view. She'd never admit but she truly knew how much Ranma's skill dwarfed hers.

Kunieda nodded, understanding the situation.

Furuichi picked up on the nickname. "What are your relationships with him?"

Akane and Ukyo shared a glance.

"We're both his fiance…" They both said despondently. There was no reason to hide the situation. From experience, they knew it would come up eventually.

"E-eh?!" Kunieda gaped at the two, she'd consider, very cute girls, finding her face flush deeply as thoughts drifted off. Her eyes trailed to the boy in question, who she acknowledged as attractive in his own right. Her eyes started to glaze over.

Lucky bastard. Furuichi thought.

"It's not what you think it is." Ukyo quickly reassured. She sighed, she spoke for Akane, knowing the girl. "Both of our marriages were pre-arranged."

"Really? Pre-arranged marriages?" Furuichi frowned a little, a slimmer of hope bubbled forwards. "That's pretty outdated.

"Tell me about it." Akane mumbled. "He's also got a third fiance."

*Fweeee* Steam started spewing out of Kunieda's head.

"But you guys actually do like him, right?"

The hesitation between the two gave Furuichi all the information he needed.

"That idiot?" Akane said after a bit. "Of course not. But all three of us are honor bound to uphold it."

"Ah." Furuichi nodded sagely. "I see… Where's the third fiance?"

"Somewhere." Akane answered bitterly. "She'll show up eventually. Don't worry creepichi."

You too?! Furuichi felt crushed. How did things like that spread?

"What about you?" Ukyo addressed Kunieda who finally was cooling down from her fantasies. "Are you with Oga?"

"Nonono!" She denied fervently, waving her hands frantically. She poked her fingers together. "We're not anything…"

"That's good." Akane said, missing the little motions. "He probably doesn't deserve someone like you."

"Huh?" Kunieda mumbled.

Suddenly, the doors of the arcade bursted open. "Master! Oga!" Hilda bursted in. "We must talk."

"Hold up." Oga said, mashing buttons furiously, with his tongue comically sticking out in exertion.

"Now." Hilda growled, stalking up to the gaming pair.

"I said wait, woman!" Oga yelled sharply.

"Pause the game." She demanded. "This is urgent."

"It doesn't fucking pause!"

Hilda stood menacing over Oga's shoulder, her demonic aura extremely palpable.

"What don't you understand? This shit fucking doesn't pause!"

"K! O!"

"Yes!" Ranma cheered, jumping in the air cheerfully.

"Fuck!" Oga slammed his fist onto the machine. Chun Li collapsed on the ground in shame.

"Player. Two. Wins!"

"Like hell that counted!" Beel from the machine, hopped onto Oga's head, as he turned irately to face the foreign blond nurse.

"Oga." The nurse said once more.

Oga, Kunieda, and Furuichi, snapped their head soberly to the woman, hearing the true urgency in her voice.

"All right, all right." Oga conceded, letting go of the machine and holding up his hand placatingly. He turned to Ranma and the girls. "Nice to meetcha. Tell me whenever you get Kanzaki to get you dinner. I don't think he'll be up for a while, you really did a number on him. I want some pictures."

Ranma smiled, waving them off. Akane and Ukyo said their good byes to Kunieda, blatantly ignoring Furuichi.

The three Furinkans decided to head off too, first getting dinner that Ukyo graciously cooked while defending the kitchen from akane. Then, heading to the apartment building and into the three separate rooms that Furinkan high somehow generously managed to finance for them. They were quite confused at that but figured that the school just really wanted Ranma out of their hair.

Ranma's room was quite bare, having just the essentials that he needed. Though it mostly was because they had just moved into the place, he had no intentions of changing that. As he headed to sleep, he felt quite happy. Away from Pop and Tendo, don't gotta deal with Principal Kuno or Hinako, and the lost boy was not likely going to show up for some time. Here their school didn't care about the fights, being a delinquent school, it was highly expected. He could sense powerful fighters throughout the school and felt fired up. But they generally weren't bloodthirsty, and he liked that. It was mostly power rankings and such not random lunatics fight for 'love'. Oh he knew he was going to have to deal with Shampoo, the old bat, and Mousse soon. And Akane and Ukyo were still with him, but it felt better than he was at Furinkan. He drifted off to sleep, enthralled by the prospect of the chaos in his life lightening up.

Ranma stirred awake, feeling a presence on top of him. He was surprised that he hadn't woken up earlier disturbed by his keen semiconscious senses. Due to that, he crossed off Shampoo as the perpetrator. He highly doubted it'd be Ukyo. Akane had a very slightly higher chance but she was farrrr too heavy to be what's on top of him. As a matter of fact, it was an extremely light presence. Wait. Does Shampoo's cat form set off his sleep defenses? A sudden spike of fear shot through his system. Slowly, he budged his eyes open. It wasn't a cat.

It was. Much. Much worse. It was a baby.

"Saffron?!" He whispered yelled, eyes widening. The once great phoenix king laid on top his chest, content and dressed in mini silky white robes. His long red and orange locks laid sprayed throughout his chest. He looked roughly three years old. He resisted the immense urge to just push the baby off in dread of awakening his most powerful enemy within the confines of his apartment. He scanned the room for a way out only to notice another figure.

She was sitting on the window sill, elegantly leaning back casually against the frame. Wings jutted from her back, softly pressed against the wall. Her white hair almost covered her bluish eyes that bore into him in amusement. He could feel what he could only describe as a 'heavenly' aura exuding from her being.

"Hello, Ranma."

"K-kiima?!"

And there we go!

First chapter done. I wrote a lot more than I expected to which tells me how enjoyable it was actually was to write it. Now... will this last? No idea.

I believe Ranma is definitely more skilled than most of Beelzebub's cast and probably stronger than a good portion of them too, but the big hitters linked with demons definitely dwarfs him in comparison. But Ranma will always be that skilled.

I haven't really decided on pairings yet. I do know that AkaneXRanma is not happening though.

As I said before, this is a pilot, I'm testing to see where this goes. Honestly, I could potentially remove Akane, maybe Ukyo too and just drop Ranma in there. I'm kind of satisfied with the current feel though, so we'll keep them for now.

Thanks for reading!
Reviews are appreciated. Criticisms or compliments, it matters not.