Chapter 6- School Hassle, First day at Furinkan High
"What was Kasumi thinking?! How can she let that guy into our own house and let him cook for us?! That's just so…wrong!" Walking along side with Ranma and Nabiki to school, it looks like Akane is having trouble dealing with their latest houseguest of the day.
"Kasumi doesn't seem to mind him, if you don't include his threatening features and menacing appearance. Plus, he makes mean cup of coffee." Walking ahead of the two, Nabiki calmly calculate the possible effect this will have on their income.
"Come on Nabiki, get real! Who knows what that guy going to do?!"
"Then why didn't ya pound the guy like you always do?" Ranma helpfully adjusted.
"Because I was scared!"
"Please, that didn't stop ya before. If ya got a problem with the guy, we can check him out later, kay?"
Akane frowned and marched angrily ahead, finding no one concerning about the weirdo staying at their house. "I bet that weirdo cooking up something, I just don't know what."
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/Back at the Tendo Residents /
Kasumi was delighted for Kite's assistance. It's nice to have someone to talk to whenever she does her daily chores. In fact, she wondered if he could give her the recipe for that dishes he made this morning. The fish had an interesting flavor, as if he cooked it over an open fire.
After breakfast, he helped her dry-up the wet dishes after she finished washing them and he lifted some of the furniture with great ease so she could get the dust underneath them. Wasn't it nice of him? He even repaired the human shaped holes Akane made whenever she hits Ranma. That girl really needs to control that temper before she increased the repair bills. She was amazed how skillful the repairs were. You wouldn't notice that there were holes there in the first place.
Though, she often wondered why he is helping her around the house. Shouldn't he be doing something important? Not that she was ungrateful or anything, oh no, but didn't he come here to find someone? She hmmed, trying to figure out who may that person be.
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"Acchoo!" Inside a dark alley, we can hear a certain panda-man sniffling inside a garbage container.
"I'll just wait here until that thing goes away." A pity he didn't realized that today was trash day when a garbage truck pulled back into the alley, craned the container over its opening, dumping the contents inside the container and off it goes to the Nerima's City dump. Have a safe trip Genma-no-baka!
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/Back to Ranma and the Tendo sisters/
"Ah c'mon 'kane, I'm sure she'll be just fine. The guy seems harmless and they seem ta be getting along nicely."
"But it's doesn't seem right. Kasumi should know better then to let in some…GUY into our house! Especially THAT one!"
Ranma gave out a tired sigh as he caught up to his fuming fiancée. "Look, 'kane. Kasumi a big girl, she doesn't need us ta watch her 24/7. I mean, who would be stupid enough to harm her? I'm sure she knows what she's doing and don't forget, Mr. Tendo is there. He'll never let anythin' bad happen to her, if we don't mention the oni incident."
Akane cooled down a bit, taking Ranma's words to her concern. "…yeah, I guess."
"And who knows, maybe he's a better cook than you."
But her mood had taken a complete U-turn and directs her rage at the only boy with her. "Would you stop insulting my cooking you perverted jerk?!"
"Why don't ya make me tomboy?!"
"Would you two stop bickering? It's almost like you're already a married couple."
Ranma and Akane were taken aback by the tease Nabiki made; they didn't find it to be funny though.
"Fat chance, like anyone would want to end up with this macho-tomboy!"
"What did you say?!"
"Enough!" Satisfied with their silence, Nabiki continues. "Listen you two; don't you see there's something more important here? Don't you think it's weird that Lee guy from yesterday and the guy today almost seem like they're connected somehow?"
Akane looks at Nabiki questionably, "What do you mean Sis?"
"I mean Saotome here got himself a tutor last night and Kasumi just recently made friend with Mr. Scary. Could there be a coincidence between those two?"
Akane frown at her sister. "Please Nabiki, that's just crazy."
"Is it? If you don't recalled, Lee used a steel fan to roasted both Ranma and Grandfather to a crisp. He's not your average Joe Sis. Other than the crazy things I see Ranma do so far, he's not that far behind. He's hiding something, I just know it."
"The only thing wrong here is that guy back at our house. I don't know about you but I hope that guy don't cause too much trouble."
"Oh lighten up you two," Ranma tries to relieve the tensions around the two Tendo siblings. "Be reasonable, if mom hired someone then that shouldn't be a problem, right? And who cares if Kasumi made friends with that guy? Couldn't say much about his wardrobe but the point is, nobody would dare harm Kasumi. Basically everyone she meets is instantly her friend, even the gang leader in North Tokyo. Nice guy though, even gave her the red carpet treatment getting her the best price on groceries. Anyway, let just forget it and get going."
"Since when did you become an expert on this Ranma? Everything that ever goes wrong here always happens when you're around." Akane replied.
"Hey, I didn't-" (Splash!) The ladled lady strikes again. "Great, I don't have time for this. You guys go on ahead; I'm going to Dr. Tofu for some hot water. See ya." Ranma-chan didn't get far when Akane grabbed her arm.
"Oh no you don't, you can change back when we get to school!"
"But it's too early!"
"So you'll get there early for once. So stop being such a baby and let's go!"
Ranma firmly put her foot down and pulled her arm from Akane's grip. "Hey, I don't need an un-cute tomboy like you tellin' me what to do. I can do just fine without you. And another thing-"
Ring-Ring! Ring-Ring! BAM! A certain bicycle crashed hard into the back of our dear hero's head.
"Nihao Airen! Take Shampoo on date yes?" Shampoo had an early delivery this morning. When she spotted her darling Airen, she was so happy that she decided to greet her by their everyday ritual.
Grumbling under the cement floor, Ranma pries her head out and glares directly at a certain Amazon. "Shampoo, how many times do I have ta tell ya watch where ya landing that thing?!" Instead of answering, Shampoo dumped some hot water over the cursed boy from her magically appearing tea kettle and gives her "husband" a big Amazon grope.
"Get off me!" Ranma franticly shouted.
"Well, it seems you have your hands full Saotome. See you guys at school," Nabiki run up ahead to start the daily betting of the day.
Ranma chuckled uneasily when he saw Akane fuming. "Eheh, Akane, this isn't what it looks like... "
Shampoo begged to differ, "Oh, no this what it look like." She even brought her hand out in a shooing motion. "Violent Girl go away, Airen want to spend time with Shampoo."
Fuming, Akane Snort and turns around. "Your right Ranma, I should leave you alone. Have fun with your hussy!" With a loud humph, Akane stormed off to catch up with her sister.
"Wait Akane! Shampoo, get off me! I'm going to be late for school!"
"Airen no go to school! Stay and have fun with Shampoo!"
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/Furinkan High, School Ground/
"Geez, now I'm really late." After finally getting out of Shampoo's grip, Ranma roofed hopped all the way to Furinkan High. With few minutes to spare, he finally made it through the School Gate. There's no way he's going to be late now.
"Dyaaaa, Ranma Saotome! Prepare yourself! You're dark reckoning finally at its end!!"
Ranma softly curse for his luck. "Kuno…I really don't have time for this. So do me a favor and get out of my way." Ranma jumped to the side to evade a powerful strike to the chaste.
"Ha, like I would stand down and allow a fiend to taint this sacred ground any further! I'll never allow it! I shall defeat you before The Being mistaken to honor you of its power!"
Ranma was confused. What's that idiot Kuno talking about? What power? "What are ya blabbing about Kuno? Who is this- Whoa!" He had to stop and evade another attempt slash.
"I'll hear none of your lies Saotome!! This is th-Uhh!"
"Forget I bother asking," Ranma removed his foot from Kuno's face. "Ya may want to lay off the pills idiot, you're starting to weird me out. See ya," and off he goes into the School building. As for Kuno, he was able to mutter these final words.
"I…fight...on," and keeled over into unconsciousness.
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/ Back at the Tendos, Before the Lunch Hours/
Kasumi hums a happy tone. The chores are almost done and she has enough time to catch the next episode of Sakura Sonata.
While cleaning the kitchen counter, Kasumi spotted something. "Ara, they must've forgotten them while they were in a hurry." She took the three forgotten bentos out to the porch and called out for someone. "Kite-kun, would you come here please?"
Kite hovered over to Kasumi and stared at the three cases handed to him.
"I know I'm asking too much but would you deliver them to Ranma and my sisters for me please? They must be starving and it's not proper for growing young teens to miss an important balanced meal. Be sure to give it to them immediately when you see them." Without saying a word, Kite took the three cases and floats off to his new destination, Furinkan High School.
"What a nice young man, I wonder if he wouldn't mind staying a little longer for dinner. Giggle, maybe he can help me with the shopping later." She left the porch doorway and continues on her merry way back into the house.
While passing the living room, Soun was still seated at the table. His hairs are still sticking on their end and he continues to hold onto the two ripped pieces of newspaper. Sometimes he wishes his wife was still around.
"Why Kami, why does our house always attracts the weird ones? Waaahhhhhh!"
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/Lunch time at Furinkan/
"Thanks a lot Akane, not only did we miss breakfast, we forgot to get our bento too!"
"Well excuse me! We can't always be perfect like you!"
"What does that suppose to mean?!
Once again on their usually spots under the tree, Ranma and Akane are fighting. How predictable. Since they left their bentos at home, there's nothing better to do than fighting with one another.
"It's mean that you're an Egomaniac Jerk!"
"Oh yeah, well…You're an Uncute Tomboy!"
"Now, now you two, there's no point in arguing on an empty stomach. Here, on the house and Ranchan, here's your Ranchan Deluxe Special." Ukyo handed Ranma and Akane each a plate of Okonomiyaki to end their heated argument.
"Thanks Ucchan, you're the best!" said Ranma, gladly scarfing down the large Okonomiyaki in one bite.
"Humph, you can fool around for all I care." Akane stood up and walked off to her friends while eating the Okonomiyaki in hand.
Finally alone, Ukyo sat a little closer to her fiancé. "Say Ranchan, do you mind if I ask you something important?" she said so shyly and her cheeks are starting to turn a shade of pink.
"Sure, what up Ucchan?"
"Well Ranchan, I'm been thinking. Do you think that…we can, you know," Her cheeks were starting to get redder.
"What is it Ucchan, what do you want to tell me?"
"Well Ranchan, I was wondering if we can, you know…Go out and…spend some time together?" Her eyes were gleaming with hope.
Ranma just stared at her for a minute. He then started to ponder. He ponders awhile longer. The pigtailed martial artist remained silent and seemed to be deep in thought.
Ukyo grew a little nervous for the past five minutes. 'What's taking him so long? It shouldn't be too hard. Yes or No.' After several more minutes, she couldn't stand the silence anymore. "So, what do you think Ranchan?"
"Huh?" Ranma blinked. "Sorry, did ya say somethin'?"
"Do you want to go out or not?!"
"Huh? Oh, sure, I'll go out with you."
"Really, you mean it?" Ukyo heart was full of joy. Ranma finally agrees to go on a date with her. 'Does Ranchan finally see me more of a woman?'
"Sure, I mean, were friends' right? Aren't friends supposed to hangout and have fun and stuff?" Ukyo then sweat dropped. "So, do you have anyplace in mind? Who else is coming?"
'Okay, so he's a few yen short to the point.' "Ranchan, I'm not asking you so we can just hangout." Ukyo gets a little closer to Ranma. "I'm asking if you want to go out with me. You know, a date. Just the two of us, a boy and a girl, going out, catch a movie, eat dinner, and coming home with a…goodnight kiss." Her face had turned beet red for boldly saying such a thing.
As Ranma, well…his eyes had gone as wide as dinner plates. He didn't realize Ucchan really meant by THAT type of going out. "Ehh…Ucchan, it's not like I don't want to go out with you. It's just that I-"
"So you don't want to go out with me," she sounded so disappointed.
"No No! I mean yes, wait… I…I don't know! It's just that this is so…sudden and…"
"So you don't mind going out with me?!"
Snap! Eavesdropping on Ranma, Akane didn't look too happy. She couldn't help herself for crushing a chunk off the table she was gripping.
Seeing this is going to the wrong way, Ranma tries to fix the damage as much as possible.
"Look, can we slow down a bit? I know we are engage and all but don't ya think that we should talk about this a little more and ahh…"
"What's more to talk about? This is a perfect chance for us. Don't you think so, Ran…Chan?" To seal the deal, she performed the secret technique so powerful, that it can send the toughest of man quivering to their knees, the dreaded puppy dog eyes.
"Well…that is…but you see…" Ranma bows his head in defeat. "You win; I'll go out with you…"
CRUSH! There goes another chunk from the defenseless table.
"Yeah! Thank you Ranchan, I promise you won't regret it! How's a week from now sound?!"
"Sure… sounds…swell," he is SO screwed.
Ring-ring…ring-ring! BASH! "Nihao Ranma, Shampoo bring delicious noodles!" Shampoo got off her bike and instantly crouch right next to Ranma's injured form.
"Hey, leave Ranchan alone you Chinese-hussy!"
"You leave Ranma alone! Ranma promise to spend time with Shampoo, right Airen?"
"What? Ranchan would never go with a tramp like you!"
"Who you calling tramp Greasy Pizza girl?!"
"Why Kami? Why do you hate me? I only wanted is to eat in peace. Isn't that too much to ask?" Ranma sulk and reburied his head back into the ground while his other two fiancé argue once more.
Back to the table where Akane is sitting, she is fuming over Ranma while sitting across from Yuka and Sayuri.
"You know Akane, you should do something before this get too out of hand," said Yuka as she and Sayuri watched Shampoo taking out her Bonbori and Ukyo pulling out her trademarked Giant Spatula.
"Why do I care, it's not like this is my problem?! Let the baka deal with it."
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On the side of the school building, Nabiki is having a meeting with her two lackeys on the results of today's bets. Business as usual of course.
"So, what's the agenda? How much did we make this morning?"
"Not so good boss, we're actually earned less than we had for the past two weeks because of the lack of our regular bidders."
"How about the photos, any sells at all?"
"Much of the same. Our only buyer this week is Kuno for the usual Akane and Ranma's female form selections. Even if we start selling Ranma's boy form to the female student body, it's the matter of time before they stop asking for them."
"Got any gossip we can use?"
"Other than the ones we are holding for ransom, no."
Nabiki's face hardens for hearing the latest update. This is bad; this really had been a slow week. The morning fights are getting quit old and predictable, especially in most of the fights ending Ranma being the victor. She could try betting on the amount of time the fight last but it wouldn't be any different. Unless someone new shows up, there wouldn't be mush to bet on. Hmm, she should consider expanding the photo line, selling only pictures of her little sister and Ranma's girl form is just not cutting it.
Other than the usual stuff going on in Nerima, nothing new had come up yet. Sure, she could sell information about Ranma, who recently got himself a tutor, but what good would that do? It comes to no surprise to everyone being that Ranma is lacking a few brain cells when it comes to school. And nobody would want to know about the tutor being a guy, well maybe some of the girls but that's a different story. If the tutor happened to be a girl, than we got something. With so many horny boys here at Furinkan, she'll be rolling in yens just for telling them the girl's breast size.
Well enough of that, she needs to come up with something soon before their string of operations crumbles. As she ponders, a dark figure approached. So occupied with her own thoughts, she wasn't aware of the person right behind her.
"B-b-boss!" Her lackeys, on the other hand, are trembling with fright.
"Sigh, yes what is it?"
"L-l-look b-b-behind..."
"Look, if there's something you want to say, just say it." Nabiki felt a tap on her left shoulder. "Sigh, yes can I help you with som-" she trials off when she notice who it was. She was not prepared to face the guy so soon. Seeing those tattered stitch clothes and piercing eyes, it send shiver up her spin. Kite, few inches taller, looks down at her with his blank stares and neon green eyes.
"Gahhhhhhh…."
She gulped as she came face to face with Azure Kite. On the outside, Nabiki is holding her Ice Queen expression firmly. But on the inside, she was trembling. No matter how experienced she had dealing with people in such appearance, she still couldn't get passed that menacing appearance. She felt a hint of dread coming over her. It's like he is about to reach out and grab her very soul.
"W-what do you want?" She managed to say. It had taken a large amount of will power to keep up her Ice Queen Act and not run out of the school in sheer terror.
Kite took hold of the strap of the container and pulls it off of his back. He dipped his right hand inside it and in one swift motion; he pulled out something. By reflex, Nabiki stepped back as Kite held it right up to her. She took a moment to look at what he is holding. She then realized what it is.
"D-did Big Sis sent you to give me this?" The response she receives was a nod and he places the item in her hands. "Ehh…T-thank you," she shuttered.
Kite nods once more and walks off. The students were steering clear away from him as he walks across the field to where Ranma and Akane are occupied.
"B-boss, who is that? Is he another martial artist or is he a-a…"
Nabiki paid them no mind as she stares down at her bento then back at Kite's retreating form. She then grins when a thought came to mind. "Girls, better prepare the tables. I think we got a solution to our problem."
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"Go away you hussy! Ranchan doesn't want to waste his time on a Chinese bimbo like you!"
"Who you calling Bimbo Stupid?! You just jealous Shampoo more woman than flat-chaste spatula girl!"
"Take that back!"
Akane shook her head, disgust of Ukyo and Shampoo continuing argument with one another. "Honestly, every single day. Don't those two ever stop?"
"Well Akane, they always fight over Ranma, so it comes naturally for them you know?"
"It's all Ranma's fault! If he didn't string those two along, this wouldn't have happen!" Akane cry out to her friends.
"Now Akane, I know your engagement with Ranma is difficult but don't you think it's silly to blame everything on Ranma? Problems always tend to find him," said Yuka, disagreeing with Akane's point of view.
"Yeah Akane, it's not like Ranma literally bring trouble wherever he goes. Sure, he may have caused some of problems but he always find a way to solve them," said Sayuri continues for Yuka.
Akane sighs, she guess she could see where her friends are going. Ranma may get into fights and cause trouble, but he usually wasn't the one who caused them. And he somehow finds a way to fix it. "You're right guys, it does sound silly."
Yuka reward her with a smile. "You see, don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's not like a monster is going to pop out and get you, right?"
Akane then buried her head into her arms, "please don't remind me."
Her friend looked confused by their friend's action, "What are you talking about Akane?"
Sighing once more, Akane looks up at Sayuri with a tired look. "This morning, Kasumi let in this guy into our house."
Then suddenly, her friends swarm around her like bees. "Really, did Kasumi get herself a boyfriend?" "What does he look like?" "Is he cute?" "Does he have a brother?" "Can we meet him?"
Akane was overwhelmed; they are drowning her with endless amount of questions. She was also disturbed by that first question. Kasumi and…that… BAD THOUGHT! BADDDDDDD THOUGHT!
"No, no, it's not like that! Kasumi doesn't have a boyfriend! I wouldn't consider having that guy AS her boyfriend!"
Yuka and Sayuri blinked twice, look at one another, and then back at Akane. "We're not following you," they said as one.
"What I mean is she let a TOTAL STRANGER into our house!"
"I guess we can see why you're upset Akane. I would be scared too if my mom let in some guy she just met into our house…unless he is cute. Ow!"
"Hah hah hah, I'm sure she just kidding," Yuka said after elbowing her friend. "But really Akane, what's the big deal? Do you have a problem with this guy?"
"Of COURSE I have a problem with him! Everything about him is just so…WRONG!" Akane actually shivers just thinking about it.
"Why don't you tell us more about him?" While Yuka is having a conversation with over emotional friend, Sayuri had gone rigid when she saw something coming toward them.
"Well, I guess there's no harm telling you guys. This guy was just…I don't know, just plain creepy. When I first saw him, it's like I'm being overwhelmed by him. Not in a good way. I just got a bad feeling about him." Akane then closes her eyes and breathe in deeply, trying to relax.
"Can you be more specific Akane, what does he look like?" Sayuri then pulled onto Yuka's sleeve to get her attention, "what is it Sayuri?" She looks to where she is pointing at and she too had gone rigid.
Not aware of this, Akane continues her discussion. "He wears this sewed-up tattered clothing and has this puffed up hat with a W shape mark on it. He carries around a leather container on his back and wore these thick leather gloves."
"Ahh, Akane…," Yuki meekly tries to get her friend's attention.
"He's as pale as if he had never seen the light of day. He looks like a zombie if you asked me. And the scariest part about him is his eyes. When you look at them, it's like he is looking into your very soul. I just wish I don't have to meet him anytime soon."
"That's nice to know Akane …but I think that would be impossible right now."
Confused by this, Akane wants to ask her why. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. When she opens her eyes to see the familiar faces of her friends, what she saw was something she was hoping to never see. She would deny it as much as she wants but the image in front of her wouldn't go away. Kite, aka creep in her opinion, is standing right in front of her and holding up something in his hand.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" POW!!
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/Mean While, at the Market District/
"Let's see, what else I have to pick-up? Milk, butter, potatoes, gingers, few slices of fish, carrots, a pound of beef, and a… hmm… looks about it." If you're wondering what I'm doing, to put it plain simple, I'm doing some grocery shopping.
After finding my way out of the basement, which took me an hour to find the door and stumbling over objects in the dark. I took the liberty to check out the rest of the rooms in the entire house.
Boy do I have my work cut out. I'll spare the details later and skip ahead to the kitchen.
Not much to do here but getting the cleaning materials in the broom closet. I started off sweeping the floor, cleaning the counter and checking the place if I have any running water, gas and electricity. Everything looks to be in working order, but the Doc was right about stoking up my own food. So here I am, picking-up a few things for my official stay in Nerima.
'Hmm, maybe I should look around a little bit.' My eye caught sight on a little bookstore. "What luck, might as well check it out." Shifting the bags comfortably, I head straight to one of the book shelves.
"Hmm…let's see, what should I…, what's this?" I picked the book up. "Icha Icha Paradise?" Wow, this is so unbelieveable. They atcually have something from Naruto here. I always wonder what's written inside this book. Seems strange that they have only one copy here. But hey, this is Nerima.
"Hey sir, how much is this book?" The shop clerk looked at me strangely as I held the book up.
"Sorry kid, no can do. Little boys like you shouldn't be reading this stuff."
Twitch! Twitch! "I'm… Sorry sir but I wish to purchase this book, please."
"That book is for customers ages 18 and up kid. Why don't ya come back when ya get older?"
"I can assure you sir that I'm in the acceptable age." I said while clenching my teeth.
"Suurree ya are. If ya really want this book, than show me some ID."
Flop! "Here! My permit, my license, my birth certificate, my passport, my yearbook, my school ID, and my documents that clearly states that I'm over the age of 18! Now, can you PLEASE LET ME PURCHASE THAT BLOODY BOOK?!"
"… … … That would be 3500 yen. Have eh, have a nice day."
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"Man that was annoying. I can see the benefit for my appearance but what does it takes to not go through that every single day?" Sigh, sometimes it doesn't pay to look younger than your original age. "Oh well, at less I got the book."
Glomp! "Shampoo!!"
A disturbing sensation ran throughout my entire body. I didn't know what's worst, getting mistaken by my age or being mistaken by a hair care product? But I know one thing, being in this guy's arm is GROSSING ME OUT!
"Shampoo, I'm so happy I've found you!!"
"I need an Adult! I NEED AN ADULT!" I scream out trying to pry this sicko off me.
"Shampoo, what's wrong? What's wrong with your voice? And… why is your chest so-"
WACK!!
"Help!! –WACK!-Rapist!!–WAM!- Molester!! –WACK!- Pedophilic!! –BASH!- Sicko!! –POW!!" With that final blow, the nut job finally keeled over.
"What do you think I LOOK like Asshole?! Get yourself a pair of glasses or something!"
The long haired teen wearing an oversize white robe pulled out a pair of large bottle frame glasses. He took one good look at me and frowned. "…You're not my Shampoo."
"Geezz genius, what give you that idea?"
The guy took one final look at me and started to sheepishly scratch the back of his head, "hehe, sorry about that. I thought you're my darling Shampoo."
I look at the weird guy in front of me. He does look familiar in my opinion and who goes around glomping people and calling them a hair care product? It finally came to mind. "You wouldn't be Moose from the Chinese Amazon tribe right?"
Moose blinked twice and drops down into a stand, "How do you know my name?" He cautiously stares down at me. Actually, he is staring down at the mailbox right next to me.
"I'm right here genius," now he is looking at me. "I was asking around town if there's any Chinese Restaurant around here and they mention you guys. Your place sounds famous for their noodles."
Moose took a moment to judge what I just said. He then finally loosens up from his fighting stand and sheepishly scratches his head once more. "Oh, why didn't you say so? Sorry, it's just that you can't be too careful around here."
"I know the feeling," oh how I know the feeling.
Nodding in understanding, Mousse was about to leave when his eyes caught on something. "What do you have there?" he pointed at the book in my bag.
"You mean this? I just bought this today." Once I took the book out, he grabbed it from my hand and started to flick a lighter.
"You shouldn't be reading this stuff; these books are for womanizers like that cad Ranma."
Whack! "Hands off, I spend a lot of yen for this and I intend to keep it in one piece!" Taking back my book, I pocketed it away for safe keeping.
"Ow! Why did you do go and hit me?! I was trying to help you from such foul literature! And besides, you're too young to be reading that stuff."
"I'm 20 years old you twit! Here's my card to prove it," I handed him my driver's license to end this nonsense. He glances down at the card and then took a repeated glance at me. "You see, now if you can give me back my card, I would be on my way and-"
"I don't believe you," he deadpans.
"… … … What?"
"It's obviously a fake. You don't see these markings like this these days."
"Hey, that's the latest designed U.S. driver's license! They added that design to make sure it's the real deal!" Mousse took out a pair of scissor, "What are you doing?!"
"What it look like I'm doing? I'm cutting this up so you won't be using it irresponsibly ever again."
Faster than my eye can follow, I stare at the small pieces of plastic hitting the ground before my very eyes. All those long lectures, all those time spent reading that handbook, and the money wasted for all those preparation for the driving exam, wasted.
(Thump-thump… Thump-thump!)
"You, you…" I gently place down my shopping bag to the side and took hold of my metal fan.
Mousse took one step back as I advanced towards him. "N-now, now, t-take it easy. That was for your own good. And I'm sure that-"
WHACK!
"Do you know how long it took me to pass that driving exam you backed watered idiot?!"
WHACK!
"It took me exactly 3 years to finally get my license!"
WHACK!
"I spent more than 1000 U.S. dollars so I can take the training to prepare for that bloody exam!"
WHACK!
"I have to spend my entire time listening to those lectures! Do you HAVE any idea what's it's like in that small room?! It was torture!"
WHACK!
"I have to watch the same boring video at the driving school for five hours so I can take that bloody exam all over again! FIVE!"
WHACK!
"LONG!"
WHACK!
"BLOODY!"
WHACK!
"HOURS!"
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
While this was going on, I wasn't aware that the book in my back pocket shows a faint sign of red aura.
(Thump-thump! Thump-thump!)
"OW! Hey, cut it out -Whack!- Stop! I mean it! -WHACK!- Alright, you asked for i- -WHACK!- Ow! Okay, Fine! FIST OF THE WHITE SWAN!"
Wam! I didn't know what hit me. I was hurled into the air and landed into something uncomforting. That blow must have hit me somewhere; I could barely keep my eyes open. Everything around me just went…blank.
(Thump-thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump! CRACK!)
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"Sigh that took care of him," Mousse tiredly said after hitting the guy into a pile of boxes. He achingly rubs his head where he felt number of plump shape lumps and winced, "that little guy can really hit. Better get some ice on that." He was about to leave when he heard the boxes moving. "Huh, don't tell me you want to keep on fighting? I felt bad enough hitting a weakling like you." He turns around expecting to see the young man there but he was proven wrong.
The figure coming out of the boxes was not the guy who was struck by the dreaded White Swan technique. This guy was much taller, more by a few inches. He is wearing a green vest and black shirt and pants that are rolled up. The strange thing about him is that the strand of his hair is silver and he masked the lower part of his face, leaving his droopy to stare back at him.
"Hey, you're not the guy I hit into those boxes?"
"I believe the time of peace had already been denied." With no hesitation, he clutches his right hand, forming the lightning-chakra in the palm of his hand. When the technique is complete, he lung at Mousse with a loud battle cry.
"Raikiri!"
AN: Chapter 6, finally up.
Here's personality number 2: Kakashi from Naruto, can anyone guess how the transformation was triggered? Don't own him or the show.
Raikiri: Lightning Blade