Chapter 7- School Hassle Continues; the Chasing, the Shouting, and the Fighting.
She ran. She tried to pour more energy into her legs as she felt waves of heat wash over her. The entire lower half of her body would've been more than just sore by now. But right now, adrenaline was keeping any thought of exhaustion as far from her mind as possible.
"Gahhhhhhhhh!!"
She took some time to reflect on her misfortune. This guy…no… it only looked human; just came out of no-where right in front of her. She just wanted to get as far away from him. With those piercing green eyes and jagged teeth, she didn't know what she was thinking. She panicked. She threw a hard right hook to his jaw and ran away. Now she got a psychopath freak chasing right behind her!
"…Gaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!"
Ranma wearily lift his head out of the ground and search for whoever making all that noise. Sound like someone has eaten one of Akane's 'cooking' again. Maybe P-chan's back. He glances at two figures running around the school, one chasing after the other. He couldn't make out who they were from where he was positioned. But why did he have the urge to play Benny Hill's Jazzy chase scene music? Anyways, looks like they're heading straight into the track field.
"DON'T YOU HAVE A HOUSE TO HAUNT?! LEAVE! ME! ALONE!!"
They should consider joining the track team; the coach would finally stop annoying him about the coming sports event two weeks from now. Of course, the school would have to reconstruct the tracks after those two finishes plowing the entire sight. That voice sounds so familiar for some reason… Oh wells. Those two then entered baseball field.
"WHY DON'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE ALREADY?!"
Hmm, they'll need to fix that too, a baseball diamond shouldn't have more than four sides. After that, the duos smash their way into the Kendo club house.
"Hey Ak-UGH!"
"What's going-AHHHH!!"
"OH KAMI!! THEY GOT-AHHHH!!"
"WAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!! RUN AWAY!! SAVE YOURSE-ARGHHHH!!"
"DON'T HURT ME!!"
"MOMMY!!"
Those poor saps, they didn't stand the chance. Look's like those two aren't stopping anytime soon. They came across the tennis court, pass the greenhouse, through the basketball court, and back to the track field to take the course all over again.
"Are you going to do something Ranma?"
"Huh?" Ranma turns around to two familiar figures. "Oh, hey guys. Nah, I'll pass. It doesn't seem necessary."
Hiroshi and Daisuke were completely shocked. Ranma, top martial artist and protector of the weak, decided for once to stay in the side line. "Why not?" Hiroshi asked.
"Cause the guy in the front is doing fine outrunning the other from the way this is going. Seems harmless to me, course they are wrecking the school. As long as they don't do anything dangerous, I don't see the problem. If things get too scary, I'll step in." Ranma then proceed himself to take comfort under a shady tree.
"So you're not going to stop this?" questioned Hiroshi.
"Yep."
"Not even a little?" Daisuke continues after Hiroshi.
"Nope."
"Even though we tell you that was Akane being chase by a guy that looks like he came out from a horror film?"
"Well too bad for her. I'm not gonna…WHAT?!" Ranma immediately stood up and scan the field for the two, hoping Daisuke is wrong. When he finally saw the faces of the figures, his face went heavily pale.
"This just isn't my day."
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Akane was starting to feel the strain of her body. No matter how fast she runs; he would follow closely behind. She can't even maneuver him. If this keeps up, she'll pass out from exhaustion.
"Ugh!" Sadly, she tripped.
"…Gahhhhhhh…" Kite is coming towards her on a steady walking pace. This distraction had cost him is time, he most complete his second drop off now.
She curses under her breath as she slowly got up to her knees. The minute she tries to get up, her knees decided to give up on her. She cursed once more, her arms even felt like dead weights. There's no escape. She shut her eyes, trying to hold back her tears… 'Ranma…'
Suddenly, a red blur came out flying into the scene. The pursuer jumps back, evading a flying kick.
"Sorry pal; didn't see where I was goin,'" Ranma said in his usual cocky voice. Yuka and Sayuri immediately ran up to their collapsed friend, scoop her up and ran her off to safety.
"Okay freak, what do ya want with Akane?!"
Kite stares blankly at his attacker. He tilted his head to the side slightly and breathed out his normal response of a grunt but a hint of displeasure came out from his tone.
Ranma felt a shiver running up his spine. He kept his guard up as the uneasy feeling crept down his spine. "W-well…what are ya looking at? If ya got somethin' to settle with Akane, ya have ta go through me first!"
Unconcerned by his threat, Kite faded from his sight.
"What the…Ooomph!" A boot was planted on Ranma's head; the owner of the boots shifts his weight and launches himself across the field.
"Ranma! He's heading straight for Akane!" Hiroshi, along with Daisuke, shouted from the side line.
After recovering his confusion spell, Ranma looked behind him; the guy was a few feet away from the exhausted Akane. "Dammit!" Ranma bellowed out as he chased after the zombie like phantom.
"Get back here!" He didn't know how the guy did it. He couldn't explain how the guy could just disappear for one second and reappear the next using his head like a launching pad!! He may not know how he did it now but he sure won't let him get to Akane.
"Oh no ya don't!!" He springs himself for a flying dropkick. Kite somehow senses the coming attack and easily dodged it with one step. Ranma sailed passed his target and continue the attack by performing a roundhouse to Kite's side, but the phantom leaps overhead to avoid the kick and continue his pursuit toward Akane. Annoyance started to set in Ranma's mind as he lashed out barrage numbers of punches in hope to hitting his mark. Yet again, Kite dodges them all with great exaggerated ease, he seemed entirely unconcerned.
"Time ta take this an up a notch. Kachū Tenshin Amaguriken!"
Alert of the coming attack, Kite choice that moment to increase his pace. He dodges the first punch to the left; then he evaded the next one to the right, but something is wrong. Even though he evaded those first two attacks, he was alarmed the minute he felt something hitting him. Kite finally realized it was Ranma's punches. The phantom took on a defensive posture to hinder the flashing blows. Luckily for Ranma, his attack were piercing through the defense, subside any chances of holding them off.
"Take this!" Ranma put more strength into his punches. The attack penetrated Kite's defense and caused him to skid back and lose his balance. Ranma wasted no time letting him recover as he delivers a swift punch to his face.
Not far from the fight, there are number of students watching from the sideline.
"All right! Way to go Ranma!"
"Show him whose boss!"
"Get that creep out of here!"
"Yes! This is an easy 2000 yen!"
The crowd turns at the person in disgust. "What? Don't tell me you guys didn't bet on the fight." Murmurs was heard among the students until raffle tickets were held up high to show they have.
(Pow!) Everyone return to the fight to see Ranma sending Kite flying with a powerful uppercut. The crowd cheers for another victory by Ranma Saotome, especially those who bet in favor of him.
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From the other end of the field, the betting polls are having there own commotion to handle. Before the beginning of the fight, more than half of the student body bet in favor for Ranma because they realize after all these month, they realize Ranma usually win.
Nabiki was surprise for the total amount of yen; more than 750,000 yen are right on the line. That's more than she can possibly hope for on one of these occasions. But now, it seems that she has a problem.
"Boss! It's over! We're sunk! Game Over!"
"We don't have the money to pay for all of them! We might as well call in, file Bankruptcy, and leave town to live as rice planters!"
"What are we going to do?!"
Looks like the staff of Nabiki's key of operations are having a nervous breakdown.
The first lackey walked up to Nabiki at the table, "Boss! You have a back plan, right? I mean, you always have one in these situations, right?!"
(…) Nabiki's face was expressionless; she hasn't moved an inch ever since Ranma got involve in the fight. Instead of facing her lackeys, she has been starring up at the sky with a expected look on her face.
"Eh… Boss?" The two lackeys look at one another nervously. "Boss? Are you…Okay?"
Nabiki continues to stare up at the sky in silence, ignoring the surrounding around her.
"Do you think she's okay?"
"I think the lost and the end of our operation was too much for her."
"Yeah, I guess," the first lackey gave a deep sigh, "looks like the plan was a total failure."
"Really, I though it was doing just fine," the two lackeys jumped up in surprise by the sound of her voice. "Now girls, don't get your panties up in a bunch. I must admit, I started to worry when Ranma decided to take this fight a little more seriously. I didn't like how the results came out at first but now I found the fight starting to get very…interesting," Nabiki said coyly as she watches the sky. "And if you girls think this is the end of our operation, think again. The fight's not over yet."
The lackeys stare blankly at their boss. They're about to face a fate worse than death and their boss tells them not to worry!!
"Not to be pessimistic about this boss but… ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! 'The fight's not over yet.' RANMA JUST POUND THE GUY INTO ORBIT!"
"And we need to get out of here before they realize we can't pay them their winnings!"
Nabiki was grinning from ear to ear. "Tut-tut-tut. I expect better from you girls. Well, don't worry. Like I said 'the fight's not over yet.'"
"We still don't get it."
"See for yourself," she point at something in the sky. A bulb of light is descending slowly as it reaches to the school ground.
"W-what's the?"
"You'll find out soon enough." Nabiki then awarded her girls with a pleasant smile, making the lackeys worry the meaning behind it.
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"Well that was disappointin', thought he put more of a fight. Wonder why he was after Akane in the first place. Oh right, Akane." Ranma caught up to Yuka and Sayuri as they set Akane to a nearby table.
"Hey Akane, you alright?" Akane didn't answer. "Whoa, the guy must've tired ya out. You looked liked you ate one of your own cooking." She gives her fiancé a murderous glare.
"Don't worry about Akane Ranma. She just needs a little time to rest."
Ranma gave out a sigh, "that's a relief. Tendo-san would really have my head if anything would've happens to the Tomboy. If I hadn't been there in time, the creep would have gotten her. Maybe she better practice more on her coordination so she wouldn't trip over her own feet again. Man, what a klutz."
"Ranma, we're appreciated that you got rid of that guy," Sayuri proceed to give Ranma a strained look, "but you shouldn't insult Akane like that?"
"Huh? If I can't insult her that way then how am I going to insulting her? Beside, I'm just saying she needs to practice more on her martial arts. I mean, course she works out and stayed in shape but she's still lacking in skill. She maybe strong as an ox but her reflexes are as slow as a slug, and she really need to control that temper."
Akane wants to hurt him. She wants nothing more than to find something big and heavy to crush the Jerk for all that its worth. 'That Big Jerk, he's insulting me but I can't move!'
"Ranma! You shouldn't say stuff like that! Sure, Akane can be temperamental, a klutz, and doesn't train 24 hours like you and every martial artist in this crazy town. She can't cook, clean, doesn't have a good fashion sense, and can't fight like you're other suitors…"
"Um…Sayuri, you're not helping," Yuka mutter under her breath.
"But she's a good person, a good friend, and she does everything she can to help. She may not be perfect but at less she tries. She's your fiancée and you should be nice to her once in awhile."
"Yeah, I guess you got a point." Sayuri was happy that Ranma finally understands what she was trying to say but that good progress was for nothing when she heard, "and you're right about Akane having a temper." The possibility of him changing has gone downhill. "She's like a psychotic maniac if that happens. And boy, you wouldn't believe how much a klutz she is. I don't know how she could mess up using the ribbon during that Rhythmic Gymnastic fiasco."
Akane clenches her teeth. Yearn to kill, rising. "Sayin' that her cooking is 'terrible' is an understatement. She should be considered a licensed biological weapon expert. The only thing she has that looks good on her is that yellow gi she wears during practice."
As Ranma kept on talking, Akane was glowing bright red. She's starting to flare up like a raging storm, waiting to be unleashed. 'If that idiot doesn't shut-up soon, I'll-'
"And I guess it's okay if she's not as strong of a martial artist like Ucchan, Shampoo, and Kodachi. Good thing that Tomboy jogs everyday, make's it easy ta burn all those fats in those Thick thighs of hers."
'Sigh; guess the baka will just have to learn the hard way.' Sayuri thought while shaking her head.
Akane proceeded to rip the table off from its attachment and head toward where Ranma is standing.
"Oh, hey Akane. I see ya feeling be-"
"RAAAANNNNNMMMMAAAAAAA – NOOOOOOO - BAAAAKAAAAAAA!" (BASHES!) Ranma was send twirling across the grassy field (BASH! TUMP! CRACK!)…and knocking down trees along the way.
"…So…Do you think we'll see that guy again?" Yuka asks, trying to ease the tension around them.
"Are you talking about Ranma or that guy who was chasing Akane?" Sayuri eeps when Akane glares at her.
"Yeah, wonder who he is." Yuka takes a moment to look up at the sky and saw a bright light slowly descending to the school.
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"Arg, Un-cute Tomboy. Tried to do her a favor and I end up getting clobbered." Ranma dust himself off and pops all the kinks back in his joints. "That's the last time I even help getting rid of a guy for her. Sigh, well whoever he is, he's long gone now. Things couldn't get much worst?"
"Hey! Look up there!"
Curious for what it could be, Ranma look up at the sky. He couldn't see it at first, but it's coming down ever so slowly.
Hovering over the school yard, the air hummed and vibrated as a ball of blue flame appeared in the sky. The ball then began to take the shape of a person in raggedy clothing and descended to the ground. The students were in a frantic the minute they recognized the person.
"What the Hell?!"
"Is he for real?!"
"No way!"
"Darn it! There's goes my 2000 yen!"
Chaos and confusion run amuck among the student body while a set of blazing neon eyes focuses on one person. He cannot fail; failure to carry out Lady Kasumi's request is unacceptable. Obstacle interfering will be dealt with all means necessary.
"The universe just LOVES proving me wrong, doesn't it?" Ranma lazily stare back at the zombie like phantom. "Look man, sorry for beating ya up but you had that comin'. Why don't ya just get out of here before ya cause anymore trouble, okay? Save ya from humiliation again."
An exploding blaze was his answer.
"Neat trick," Ranma got into a fighting stance, wearing a cocky smirk. "But I'm the best. I can always use another warm up before the Blue Blunder comes around. Better yet, let's wait for him. You two can give me a decent work out if ya face me at the same time."
Kite slowly draws two pairs of twin blades and brought them across his chaste. The results caused the jagged blades to burst open like pairs of dark wings and scattering eerie wisp of lights all around him.
Ranma tensed-up when he felt something not right. He couldn't explain why though, he can feel the familiar trace of ki oozing out of the guy, but yet, it felt…strange. Ki is our internal life-force energy. Everyone is born with a certain amount of ki and it is the core of our existence. It's the window to our soul, our feelings, and our abilities. Looking at this guy, he couldn't feel anything from him, nothing. It's like he isn't even alive.
Without further warning, Kite lunged at the pigtailed martial artist. "GAAHHHHHHHHHH!!"
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"Ahh!! What a nice day away from the lab. Good food, clear sky, and a nice glass of Tropical fruit mix. What could be better?"
On an island in the middle of the ocean, there lay a man, relaxing on the shore of a sandy beach. Wearing a Hawaiian T-shirt and a straw hat, the man sips his mixed fruit drink while basking under the sun.
"Oh, I know." He pulls out a remote control and press a red button. A 42" flat screen TV appears just in front of him. "Let's see how our favorite panda-man is doing." Filling with glee, the big screen shows a certain martial artist, who foolishly hid himself in a garbage container, being dumped into a land fill. Pounded by trash bags and crushed under heavy objects, he was buried under mountain of filth.
"Now THIS… is entertainment! Hah hah hah!"
(WOOP! WOOP! WOOP! WOOP! WOOP!) A warning siren popped out of the TV screen, cutting off the scene where Genma is eagerly hanging onto the mouth of a crane while dangling over a conveyor belt that leads into a Recycling Center.
"Darn, this always happens whenever it gets into the good part," Vinson muttered.
Snapping his fingers, the tropic scenery suddenly melts away to take form of a dark and gloomy laboratory. 'Inter dimensional warping, gotta love it.' He set his glass on top of the console and sets himself to work.
"Okay, let's see what we have for today." Punching a few keys, his cheery smile slowly turns into an imitation of a carp out of water when the sonar screen pops out and displays the disturbance.
"W-w-what is this?!" To his horror, Ranma is fighting someone he was hoping not to encounter anytime soon. Vinson rummages around the lab to find something and pulls out a microphone.
"Subject Azure Kite! I order you to cease engaging Target Ranma Saotome in combat immediately!"
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"GAHHHHHHH!!"
(SHING!) "Yo! Watch what you're doing, idiot! Ya almost cut up my favorite-" (SLING!) "Hey!" Kite struck his blades horizontally across Ranma's chest; barely sliced him in two if Ranma hadn't jumped away in the last second.
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"Azure Kite! I order you to stop! ...Pretty please."
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(SHIKK! SHH! SHING! SHING! KISH!) Kite continues preventing the target from escaping his attack. If the target would move to the sides, he would quickly position himself there and deliver an attack. If the target decided to escape into the air, he will follow and deliver an assault in wide range.
Ranma is not having time of his life; trying not to be on the receiving ends of those wicked blades is his top priority. He needs to figure a way out of this mess fast before he ended up like Kasumi's fish dinner. "Kachū Tenshin Amaguriken!"
Kite positioned the flat side of his blades in front of him.
(KAK- KAC-KAK-KACK-CONK- KAK- KAK- KAK-KONK!)
"OWOWOWOWOWOWCH!!" Ranma shouted out painfully as he recoils back his bruised and injured hands. 'Okay…maybe using the Roasted Chestnut technique against a guy holding large wicked knives wasn't such a good idea.'
(SHH!) "Whoa!" Ranma avoided a thrust slash.
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"Why is he not responding? This is not supposed to happen." Vinson furiously has gone to a systems check-up. Kite's Status seems to be in order. His function is running perfectly and there's no attempt of hacking involve, so what's going on?!
"Where did I go wrong? How did this happen?" He winced when Ranma was hurled into the trees. "Well…there's one way to find out. Computer, analyze and display previous activities of Subject Azure Kite before engaging Target Ranma Saotome in combat!"
Holographic screens display events recently played throughout this morning and at the School. He focuses on each scene carefully, not missing a minute of it. He reached to the point where Ranma sent Kite to an orbital flight.
"…Oh, so that's the reason." Vinson noted as he continues watching the fight. He lazily sank down to his set and chuckles edgily. "Heh heh, what are the odds? I didn't imagine this would happen," his laughter became even more uneasy.
(…) a pause of silence only lasted a few minute.
"WHASU IS GOING TO SCREW ME IF SHE FINDS OUT!!"
"Find out what?"
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Vinson jump out of his set when a familiar voice came up behind him.
"It's good to see you too Vinson-chan," Whasu said sarcastically.
W-w-whasu! What eh…what a pleasant surprise! I didn't expect you were coming to visit."
"What? You have a problem of me being here?"
Well eh…" He can feel the squeamish feeling acting up again.
"Hey! What's that?" asked Washu as she pointed at the big screen monitor.
"Nothing! Nothing at all!" Vinson quickly got in front of Washu's and desperately tries to block her view from the display on the screen.
"Vinson, are you trying to hide something?" Washu stares at Vinson suspiciously.
"Me!? Hiding! Don't be ridiculous!" Vinson started to lead, more like shoving, his unexpected guest to one of his corridors. "Why don't we have a nice chat in my living quarter, shall we? I got a nice brand of green tea I was saving in such occasion and-Oomph!" A surge of pain had course through him when he was elbowed in the gut very hard.
"Okay, out with it. What have you done this time?" Washu said authoritatively while crossing her arms.
"I-I-I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't do anything that would-"
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!) Loud explosions came directly from the large screened monitor, picturing a pigtailed martial artist ducking and rolling away from fiery projectiles.
Washu walked passed the cowering scientist and stare directly at the screen. The picture then shifts itself so a horrified figure, who is hailing blue chunks of flames at the martial artist, can come to view.
Vinson was inches away for making his escape when he felt a robotic claw took hold of his Hawaiian T-shirt collar. Then four more extra claws cuffed themselves around his wrists and ankles.
"Vinson…let me introduce you to my latest improved invention, my octopi-grappler 2.0 now with claw gripping action," Washu said proudly.
"Hey, get me out of this! WAHHHHH! OUGH!" The tactical like arms roughly flung the scientist across the lab and he landed a few inches from Washu's feet.
"Vinson-chan…" Washu spoke softly with a touch of harsh and growling anger.
"Y-y-yes Washu-chan…"
"Don't tell me you somehow recreate and send one of the most dangerous AI in all of cyberspace to Earth."
"I didn't." Vinson said it instantly.
"…It's quite interesting that you answered that so quickly."
"Heh heh heh, well…thing is…uh…" He is so screwed. He was then roughly picked up to get a face full to a VERY angry pink hired Scientist.
"YOU DID, DIDN'T YOU?!"
"I DIDN'T DO IT!"
"YOU DID SO!"
"DID NOT!"
"DID!"
"DIDN'T!"
"DID!"
"DIDN'T!"
"I promise I will not hurt you."
"I thought it was a good idea to send another helper for Ranma so I took the liberty of sending my second subject and-UhgggHHH!" Two pairs of small hands started to strangle him very violently.
"YOU IDIIIIIIOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTT!!"
"…can't…breathe!"
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING SENDING THAT MONSTER TO EARTH?! HOW DARE YOU ENDANGER MY PRECIOUS GUINEA-PIG?!"
"WHHAA!! I…can…explain!" Washu finally release her grip and Vinson goes under a serious of coughs and taking deep breath.
"You better explain before I decided to make you my next guinea-pig and I don't intend to make it as pleasant either."
"Gulp, y-y-yes, understood," Vinson scuttles over to his consol and display a picture of the AI phantom. "A-a-azure Kite; known as the Azure Knight of Flame. While Lee takes care of Ranma's education, I was thinking that he needed someone to take care of the…distractions in Nerima. Knowing that Ranma's rivals and enemies always pop out at the wrong place and the wrong time, not to mention the fathers howling him about the engagement 24/7, Ranma won't get much work done with all these idiots around. So I decided to send a ghostly phantom like Kite to take care of it. He doesn't need to kill them or anything, just distract them long enough while Ranma study."
"From the way I see it, I think your plan has completely backfired," Washu stated when Kite lung Ranma into a tree on the big screen.
"Well, that can be easily explained. As you may not know, Azure Kite resembles a corrupted, stitched-together version of Kite, the original protagonist from the first four dot.Hack games. Not only that, he also surprisingly withholds traits similar to the original, as well as his own personal views on the matter. If you want to know, he's the type of person who will stop whatever he's doing to help somebody who's in trouble or in need of a hand."
"That's all nice but can you speed it up to the part WHY he is attacking Ranma?" Washu was starting to get impatient.
"Eh yes, well…it's quite interesting. Kite is attacking Ranma because he is trying to carry out a simple request from Kasumi."
"Kasumi…?" questioned Washu while raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, the eldest daughter of the Tendo Household, and the most Angelic and kindest person you'll ever know. She simple asked Kite to deliver Ranma and her sisters their bentos to them since they forgot them in a hurry and…well, one thing lead to another. Ranma got the impression that Kite is going to hurt Akane, one of the Tendo sisters, while trying to give her her bento and attacked him. After trying to get to Akane and being orbited on an unpleasant flight, Kite finds Ranma a hazard to his task."
"Whoa, whoa, hold it right there. Wasn't the purpose of all this is to give Ranma and the Tendo girls their bentos? Why didn't Kite just give Ranma his bento?" Washu asked.
"I guess it's one of those first come first serve thing…that or Ranma didn't give him much of a choice when he started attacking him," Vinson said as he sheepishly scratched his head. "But look at the bright side…at least he's not resorting to EXTREME drastic measures, right?"
Washu pulled out a small device. "…Washu, what do you got there?" Vinson asked nervously. She flips the switch and the little gadget extends into a large pole and the tip of the pole burst open to form a large hammer.
"Vinson."
"Y-y-yes, Washu-chan, the Greatest and most Brilliant of all Scientist in the entire Universe who would not dare think of killing me." Vinson gravels shamelessly.
"You know what I'm about to do?"
"You're going to let me live till old age?"
(THUUMMM!) The weight of the hammer creates a giant dent on the solid reinforced steel floor, causing the room to tremor violetly.
(CLANK!) "MY FRUIT MIX!"
"You got a lot to worry about other than a fruit drink."
Wallowing in his grief and running for his life, the two Scientist didn't notice the liquid fruit drink leaking into the dashboard and causing an electrical surge on the control panel.
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Ranma realized he is in deep trouble as he is launched and slammed against a large tree. He grits his teeth, hindering the pain and trying to remain focus on the fight. He got to admit, the guy is good. He didn't expect his opponent to pack that much of a fight. Other than his strength, he has gotten a lot faster. He could barely get close to the guy without getting himself chopped up or burn by those attacks of his.
However, Ranma is Ranma, a martial artist of high degree, and he will never give up. Before he could think of anything else, Kite raised his right blade and made a slash to his head.
'Shit!' Ranma ducked as the sharp weapon flew over him, slicing the tree behind him in half. Ranma lashed out a kick into Kite's stomach, followed by an upward punch that send Kite crashing into Principle Kuno's new personal statue (CRASH!) and buried beneath the rocks.
"Man, that really was a close one. Almost lost my head quite literally this time," Ranma then heard something. "Huh?" The rubble rose slightly, then something burst out of it, kicking off large dusty debris.
(BOOM!) "GAHHHHHHHH!!"
"Ahh, c'mon! Stay down already!" Without warning, Kite swiftly grabbed Ranma by his silk shirt and forced him painfully against the remains of the tree. Kite then lift him up till he was nose to nose with the captured martial artist.
"Gaahahhhhhh…!"
"Well…I must admit, you're pretty good," Ranma blurt out.
"Gaahhh…?"
"But I got two words for ya. Breath…Mint. Eph!" A hand extended forward and clutches Ranma's face. If that wasn't enough, Kite shot a massive fireball striking Ranma right into his chest and send him hurtling across the field. He ended up smashing into the brick wall.
Satisfied that the obstacle won't disturb him anytime soon, Kite set forth to where Akane resides. Once he finally completes dropping off the second target's package, he will return to the other target and drop off his package, regardless he was an obstacle to begin with.
"How dare you hurt my Ranchan you bastard!!" Ukyo appeared out of no where and brought down her battle spatula upon Kite.
(CLANK!) Kite caught the kitchen utensil between the edges of his triple fangs, it seems he have to deal with this new threat if he wishes to proceed his mission. (CLASH!) Looks like another obstacle decided to get in his way.
"Shampoo don't know who Scary Ghost Man is but Shampoo won't forgive Scary Ghost Man for hurting Airen."
"For once Sug, I agree."
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"Akane, don't go out there!"
"Yeah, that guy is dangerous!"
"Sorry guys, but somebody got to do it," Akane said to her friends. "I have to do something before anyone gets hurt."
"But Akane…"
"Don't worry; you two better get as far away from here."
"…Okay, just be careful." With those final words, Yuka and Sayuri took refuge inside the school building.
'Baka, you better be alright when this is over.'
"Sigh, always trying to play hero huh Little Sis?"
"Huh?" Akane turns around to see her middle sister. "Nabiki, what are you doing here?"
Nabiki walk over to her little sister while eating her bento. "Other than to see you don't do something stupid, nothing much."
"You should get out of here Biki; this place is like a battle field. Just look at all the damage that guy caused!"
"Really, I thought you two were getting quite along after you BOTH wreck 45 percent of school property." Akane blushed embarrassedly while Nabiki took a bit of her food into her mouth. 'Hmm, Big Sis really has outdone herself. This fish is very good.'
"How's chasing me around the school considers me his friend?! He's no friend of mine!" Akane cried out as soon her anger settles in.
"Sigh, such a shame, and here he had gone all the trouble just to deliver our bentos."
"What?"
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"Okay…NOW I'm mad." Ranma slowly but achingly crawl himself out of the hole that use to be the wall. "Ehh…I really need to learn to keep my mouth shut."
"Aiyaaaaa!"
"Huh?" Ranma catch sight of Shampoo sailing across the grassy plain. "Shampoo!" She landed hard on what remain of the baseball field.
"Why you!" Ukyo leaps high up into the air and threw a hand full of small spatulas at the phantom. Kite deflects all the projectiles in one swoop and caught the giant spatula between his blades just before he was struck. He heavily pushes the chief away from him and quickly grabbed hold of Ukyo at arm reach.
"Let go of me!" Ukyo shouted while trying to break Kites grip. Kite swung around a few times before tossing the chef across where the Amazon had landed.
"Ucchan!" Ranma ran into the scene and cupped both his hands, "Bastard! Mouko Takabisha!!" Ranma shouted, shooting out a massive ki-blast from his outstretched hands toward Kite. The attack misses by mere inch; Kite was fortunate thanks to his quick reflexes and instincts.
'Dammit, this is no good,' Ranma thought as he shows a small signs of exhaustion. 'Guess I have no choice. I got only one shot at this, better make this count.'
"Hey ugly! Is that the best ya got?! My Old Man can do better than that!"
"Gaaahhhhh…?"
"Yeah, ya heard me! At less he is better dressed than you! You looked like a cheap rip-off of a movie monster!" Ranma rolls away to evade a fireball, he grits his teeth because of the instance heat from the blast.
"What's the matter, that attack missed me by a mile?!" Kite shot yet another fireball at Ranma, missing him by mere inches when he managed to quickly jump out of the way. "I don't know what's worse, you're aiming or the fact you looked like a total dork!"
Kite was bursting in flames from taking all the verbal abuse he can handle.
"Careful, don't lose your temper," Ranma heckled. "If ya don't, you'll start ta be bold as Pops!"
Kite brought forth his blades and chased after the arrogant martial artist while being led toward a slowly narrowing spiral.
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"Thank you for shopping at Nerima Comic Shop, please come again."
"What luck, I thought I'll never find these things around here." At the local comic book shop, a white haired young man had purchased a Leaf Village headband. "Oh, do you know when they're going to make Icha Icha Paradise the Movie?"
"Uh…Sorry, I don't know. I think they're still under production," said the sales clark.
"Sigh, what a shame. Hmm?" The young white haired man then senses something; a large chukra is building up somewhere. 'Something big is about to happen.'
"Is something wrong sir?"
"Hmm? Oh, don't worry, must have been my imagination. Well, better get going," hosting his grocery, the young man left the comic store and head toward the path that leads to that massive chakra.
"Who is that strange young man?"
"Who knows and who cares, just as long as he comes back to our store. I would like to take a picture with that guy, even though he is cosplaying. He makes a good impression of Kakashi."
"Hah hah, yeah. Can you imagine that guy was really him?"
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(SLING!) "Argh!" Ranma clutch his lift arm after being grazed by the jagged fangs. He needs to finish the steps soon; he can't keep this pace up forever. 'C'mon, just a few more steps!'
The audience from afar watched the fight restlessly. The scene is getting out of control and covered in a large cloud of smoke.
"Whoa, look at that! The cloud is forming into a spiral!"
"Cloud nothing, that's the creepy guy's battle aura!"
"It's huge! Ranma must have really made the guy angry!"
"Everybody clear away! Ranma is about to release the Heaven-Blast!"
Back with Ranma, he is just about to release his most devastating attack, 'Just a few more steps and…there!'
"I hope you're ready for this ya pale face freak, I plan on finishing ya off once and for all." He duck another slash attack and gotten into a crouch position. "I have no intention of losing."
"Gahhhhhhhhhh!!"
"HIRYŪ SHŌTEN HA!!"
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AN: Well, sorry I took so long, school finals were a killer. So, here's Chapter 7. Hope everyone like it; it's hard to make up the fight scenes. If you're wondering what happen to Mousse, just wait a little longer. I'll put up the next chapter soon.
Also, if you like, you can check the rewritten of Ch 6. Nothing much change, but I think I made it more enjoyable than before.