Assassin Drones: The original saga
Fuyuki's training Arc. De Arimasu!
By Alex Young
Fuyuki's room, 3:00 pm. February 26, 2003
Fuyuki was in his room clad in his white dress shirt, without any tie or dress pants as of yet. This was the case because he has not forgotten the one thing that was always with him ever since he first wore a shirt and tie back in January 14, 2000: He can wear a long sleeve dress shirt, wear any long necktie, tuck his shirt in to any pair of long dress pants, wear any belt, and wear any pair of dress shoes on any day of the year.
This one rule is all Fuyuki was going to abide by from now on, no longer encouraging that he wear them regularly, with de facto standards. There was, however, one time that Fuyuki wore his shirts and ties quite regularly, almost exclusively; that being his 5th grade days in Yotaka elementary school.
He could also remember that he went out with Momoka 24/7 during the spring of last year, and he wore his shirts and ties almost equally often back then as well. There are certain events that still call for Fuyuki to wear a shirt and tie, although it was and still is entirely up to him to do so.
For example, he always wore a shirt and tie on the first of every month, he always wore a white tie and white dress pants on either the first or last of each month and this year wasn't any different. He was also encouraged to wear a white tie and white dress pants whenever it was available as an option.
This time, beginning on Monday today and ending on friday, he was to wear either his white shirt or school shirt, with a black tie and navy dress pants, a navy or royal blue tie and light gray dress pants, or his school tie and school pants. Alternatively he can either wear his light blue shirt, a navy, black, royal blue, and school ties with his gray dress pants, or (along with any other shirt) his white tie and white dress pants.
That bit was for going out with Momoka. As for staying home, he can wear his white shirt, school shirt, light blue shirt, even his black shirt with a white tie, white dress pants, white belt, and white dress shoes. Fuyuki never actually wore a white dress shirt with a white tie and white dress pants.
Sure, he thought about it once or twice, but he never really got to it. His school shirt, and the shirt he was wearing were both white, so he just might try it today, and see how it goes from there.
Fuyuki had dressed himself in his white tie and white dress pants with every other color shirt without batting an eyelash, and with his newfound confidence from training with Ranma, today just might be that day.
After a nervous gulp, he broke out his white tie and white dress pants, closed his eyes, and went to town dressing himself up as he always had at times like this. Once he was finished, he opened his eyes slowly and with added tunnel vision after a minute or so.
The moment of truth; there he was, in his white dress shirt, white tie, white dress pants, white belt, and white dress shoes. He needed a moment to drink it all in before reaffirming that his shirt, tie, dress pants, belt, and dress shoes were all in only one color; white.
After a while of simply staring at himself in the mirror, he felt like a totally different person. It felt very atmospheric, as though he had just arrived from a few centuries into the future. With this feeling in Fuyuki's mind came the realization that he had died and was born anew, all in the same day. In short, with this stunt, he was no longer Fuyuki Hinata, but the same Fuyuki Hinata and then some.
He had done what he had long considered to be impossible, he wore his white shirt with his white tie and white dress pants, his white belt and white dress shoes on top of that. However, wearing it within the confines of his room was one thing, stepping out to let others see it was another matter entirely.
He did eventually set foot out of his room after ten something minutes, and took a slow walk within the house. Haru Hinata was downstairs sharing some adventure stories with his wife, Aki. Fuyuki slowly trundled down the stairs to greet his family as usual. "Hey, guys. What do you think?" Fuyuki chirped in much like before when he realized that they all stopped talking, and stared at him.
Even Natsumi was stopped dead in her tracks to stare at her brother's all white dress clothes. "We, we, we had no idea." Haru and Aki uttered in dumb-stricken unison because of their son and his white dress clothes' eerily hypnotic effect on the entire family. "Um, what's going on here?" Fuyuki muttered in realizing that he felt as though were in a dream, but he was wide awake.
"Yo, What's up?" Ranma chimed as he walked in on the unfolding scene. "Okay, ahem. Why is your family staring at you with dopey looks in their faces?" Ranma queried just as confused as Fuyuki was. "It could be that they're just not used to seeing me in the clothes I'm in now." Fuyuki uttered rubbing his temples after a minute or two of silence.
Well, let's just say that Kululu was listening in recording everything, who transmitted the footage to Nabiki who in turn displayed it to the patriarchs. "This could be the key to securing the future of anything goes martial arts!" Soun and Genma declared as they headed off to the dojo.
A run-down back alley in the Juban area, 5:50 pm
Aoryuzen had donned his black cloak once more as he set foot into the deserted and unkempt alley, where he had agreed to hold a meeting with one Master Kung Fu Zanronite. Zanronite was one of Queen Beryl's generals who had deserted shortly after her passing, and sought to carve out a niche for himself.
Zanronite had also set foot in the alley from the opposite side. The meeting in question was what to do about the sailor scouts to prevent them from growing into too serious a threat for either party.
"So, what's this all about?" Zanronite queried of Aoryuzen, who replied with a "I'm concerned that the sailor scouts will go after me next after having defeated you." "As it stands, I'm having a little trouble myself dealing with them." Zanronite's second in command, Hazu the Nightstalker declared as he descended by his superior's side.
"I'll tell you what, I'll send out my detachment of berserker drones to assist you in preventing interference from the sailor scouts and team RWBY." Aoryuzen pitched, pausing for ten something seconds.
"In exchange, however, you will create and send out a few of your mecha youma to help me capture the hive mind from Ranma. Are we clear?" The subtly subversive Aoryuzen proposed of Zanronite, who saw this as an opportunity to test out new mecha youma designs, therefore he agreed, and the temporary alliance had gotten underway.
In Ranma's room, 11:50 pm
Ranma was sprawled about his room slumbering the night away when Genma and Soun crept in to hog tie him. Ranma rolled over to the side as the two got a little close to him for comfort.
"C'mon! Bring it, Mousse, zzzz." Ranma buzzed as he began to stand upright before the patriachs' eyes. All that, while still in his sleep. "Yano you cen do betur then theht, Ryoga." Ranma mumbled after evading Genma's attempt to grapple Ranma by the waist.
Ranma then kicked Soun's nose in causing him to stumble over, and tossed Genma into the Tendo patriarch's face, thereby knocking them both unconscious. Ranma toppled backward into the hard wood floor, causing him to wake up immediately afterward.
Upon having catapulted erect and shifting his head around from side to side, he could see that Soun and Genma were still lying about the room in the dead of night. Then Ranma dragged both unconscious bodies around the house for a good several hours until he found Soun's room and tossed them in.
Ranma locked the patriarchs in to the room with a pad lock and hid the key in an easily accessible place that he can guard. Therefore, Ranma stayed awake as a sort of sentry all night long.
En route to Furinkan High, 7:00 am. The very next day
Ranma was walking along the fence as usual with Akane in toe. "I legitimately thought that those two idiots were gonna get me, that's why I hadn't had any sleep at all last night." Ranma explained rather drowsily today.
"Oh I see, no wonder you're so tired, then." Akane teased. "This ain't funny, Akane." Ranma grumbled weakly. "I mean, who knows what that meathead, Kuno will think If I did get hitched with you, Akane. Ryoga and Mousse, too, not to mention my fiancees as well." Ranma raved on.
"I'd imagine that they'd all be at dad's and Mr. Saotome's throats as well as our own for it all." Akane added worriedly. "To top it all off, there's the Nishizawa conglomerate, the Rat pack, and those fuckin assassin drones to worry about." Ranma finished.
On their way to class, Ranma could catch a bare glimpse of one Venom Dragon performing a flyover high above the school building. Surely enough, Rip Rat and company burst the gates open, much to Kuno's blinded furor.
"Hold, fell demons! I, the blue thunder of Furinkan High, Tatewaki Kuno shall destroy you all! For Akane Tendo and the Pig tailed girl!" Kuno screeched with Ryoga and Mousse by his side rushing in to meet Rip Rat in mortal combat.
On the other hand, Ranma did benefit in the sense that none of them were going after him today, as of yet. However, Ranma and Akane both realized at lunch time that this battle going down on campus would take a good long while in the least.
At the vacant lot near the Tendo residence, 5:00 pm
"Drat! Foiled again!" Soun pouted. "One moment we were about to secure the future of anything goes martial arts, the next we wake up bound and nearly gagged in your room, Tendo." Genma lamented sighing.
"Don't think that you two can throw in the towel just yet!" Keroro resonated as he made his entrance on one of the pipes. "Keroro!?" The patriarchs yelped in surprise. "Don't be so alarmed! I'm just here to help you out on your plan to get your kids hitched." The Sergeant then admonished to quiet them both down.
"Here's the package, all you hafta do is to put the outfits contained herein on your kids and you're good to go." He then decreed before flying off in his hover craft. "So that's what you're up to." Aoryuzen muttered to himself owling on a lamp post glaring from below.
In Fuyuki's room, 8:30 pm
Fuyuki retired to his room now clad in his pajamas after having gone out with Momoka in his white shirt, black tie, and navy dress pants, and got some more training in with his martial arts apparel under Ranma's auspices, this time with an exhibition match between him and Ryoga mixed in for good measure.
It's been a long day, after having had dinner, done his homework, and brushed his teeth, he simply wanted to crash in his room and get a decent night's sleep in. However, a good three hours later, Fuyuki received something of a wake up phone call from an all too familar someone.
\I dunno about you, Fuyuki, but I suspect that daddy and Mr. Saotome are trying to get Ranma and Akane married by playing dress up with them!/ Nabiki reported quite urgently. "Well what exactly are they going to be wearing, Nabiki?" Fuyuki replied annoyed at this late night call, but curious about what Ranma and Akane are going to be forced to wear by daybreak.
\Trust me. You'll know once you see them both after school./ Nabiki answered before hanging up. "What was that all about?" Fuyuki muttered before hitting the sack once more after his very early morning conversation.
Come morning, this peckish curiosity pinged once more when Fuyuki got up from out of bed. With all that said and done, Fuyuki set his priorities on his grades as he got dressed and headed off for school.
In Ranma's room, 8:00 am. The day after that
Ranma's world was enveloped in darkness before a slit of light formed and widened in his vision. Ranma found himself lying down in a white, long sleeve dress shirt and blazer upon extending his hand toward the ceiling.
Eventually, Ranma realized that hewas clad in a full blown white waistcoat tuxedo with gold lief accents, the type usually worn by the groom during weddings. Another thing; whatever happened to Soun and Genma?
Their fate was uncertain as Ranma made a beeline for Akane's room to find them both petrified by and blankly staring into something. That something, or someone was Akane, who like Ranma was also clad in men's white dress clothes, except that she wasn't wearing a waistcoat, and that she wore a white cardigan just above the waist in place of a blazer.
If Fuyuki's being clad in white dress clothes was potently hypnotizing, then Ranma's was way more powerful for some reason. This was apparent as Nabiki and Kasumi walked up to Ranma's side with blank expressions on their faces.
Akane was not among those who were affected, and neither was Ranma for some strange reason. Wierded out by what was going down, They both left very early for school.
Upon arrival, the both wound up hypnotizing the near entirety of the student body, save for Ranma's rivals and fiancees as they all ambushed him and Akane at the speed of light. However, the hypnotically enthralled student body stop kuno and company dead in their tracks.
This allowed Ranma and Akane to go on ahead to class. "UNHAND ME THIS INSTANT, MINIONS OF RANMA SAOTOME!" Kuno screeched as Hikaru Gosunkugi walked in on the incident as it unfolded.
Gosunkugi, too was enthralled, for a few seconds before Soun and Genma caught up to it all. "You two! WHAT HAVE YOU TWO SLIMY FUCKING SLEAZEBALLS DONE TO AKANEEEE!?" Gosunkugi screeched as he drove several long nails with his wooden mallet into the patriarchs' lower extremities.
This provoked the other six martial artists to whip them both into utter pulps as Gosunkugi hammered them into place, which they all did. Strangely enough, the nails all dissolved into the patriarchs a minute later, causing the patriarchs to snap out of their trance.
Gosunkugi then broke Nabiki and Kasumi, along with several other students free using his sacred nails and wodden mallet out of sheer hatred for what had just happened. Inside the school building, we can see that Ranma's rivals and fiancees are having a very hard time.
That was over the fact that they're trying to get the men's dress clothes off of Ranma and Akane to no avail. Because of the incident and paranoia of today, the principal was essentially forced to close the school down once more.
Somewhere out in the cemetery, sometime immediately after school, Fuyuki having already donned his martial arts apparel was out in search of Ranma when he glimpsed at him and Akane wearing the very same color of men's dress clothes they wore to school.
The very same color that he himself wore a couple of days earlier. How did that happen? There had to be an answer, somewhere. "Don't tell me, Genma?" Fuyuki then queried with this realization, to which Ranma and Akane nodded.
Fuyuki could also see that Ranma and Akane were both about to perform something of a faux matrimony, meaning that he was not among those who were hypnotized by the clothes.
This was precisely because Fuyuki's training with Ranma was never just physical, it was also mental and psychological. Fuyuki's entire psyche had been revised to the point where falling victim to hypnosis is essentially an impossibility for him.
As soon as Ranma and Akane stood in front to kiss wedding style, Aoryuzen signaled Gial and Gaedool to subdue one and the other respectively. Aoryuzen had been tracking them ever since they left the school and throughout their date.
However, Kuno, Ryoga, Mousse, and Gosunkugi came to their rescue before they could even begin to get the hive mind out of Ranma's system. Fuyuki then tossed his Tarantula weapon at Aoryuzen, only for the latter, along with the other two to disappear in retreat.
The quartet then dispersed in search of Aoryuzen and company. "Just remember kid, you, Ranma, and Akane only got lucky." Aoryuzen resonated in their minds, never to repeat again as he approached the Rapier.
Fuyuki simply headed on home after all the rage. After much thought, Ranma and Akane decided to take their clothes off, but not get rid of them as they may have potential for payback.
In spite of what had happened today as he went home into his room to get dressed for Momoka, the decision that Fuyuki made was as follows; he just might wear his white shirt, white tie, white dress pants, white belt, and white dress shoes for Momoka on girls' day and on white day.