The next morning the insanity came back to the streets of nermia. Ranma however would not have anything to do with it. He simply made his way to school with Akane. "Hey ranma, have you heard anything from Gosunkugi?" "Who?" "Hikaru Gosunkugi, the boy with the really pale skin" "Hikaru Gosunkugi" ranma repeated. "Uhhh. Nope. Never heard of em'" Akane frowned. "The guy that used that book to try to beat you." "OH! THAT GUY! Nope. Hadn't heard anything from em' why?" "Well, he got his hands on another book and I think it might be another one of those super evil ones you fought." "So? I'll just beat em' again." Ranma confidently stated. Just then a cold breeze blew in. "huh? When did it get so cold?" "Shudda brung a jacket." making it to school. The infamous couple took their seats right after the bell rang. Ms. Hanako then took roll call. "Saotome?" "Present" "tendo?" "Here" "present" "Gosunkugi?" no answer. "Gosunkugi?" still no answer. "Strange, Mr. Gosunkugi is never late" ms. Hanako stated as she marked him absent. "See? What did I say?" Akane whispered to ranma. "Could be just a coincidence, voodoo spike must have overslept or something." Ranma assured. "Good morning class" Ms. Hanako spoke. "Good morning Ms. Hanako." The class spoke. "Sir" ranma added. It got a laugh out of everyone in the room except Ms. Hanako. "Please turn your reading books to page 789. And we will begin to read the story: the odyssey" everyone did as they were told. "After five minutes of reading, there was a knock on the door. Ms. Hanako slid down from her chair and opened the door to see Gosunkugi. "Mr. Gosunkugi? Do you have an admittance pass?" Gosunkugi nodded and gave her the pass who she immediately read it. "You may take a seat." Gosunkugi did as he was told and took his seat. A few minutes later another knock was at the door. Ms. Hanako slid down from her chair and opened the door to see a student staff member and another student. The student staff handed her a paper. She took it and read it. Her eyes widened at the last name. Uh, sure come in" Hikaru put his head down to his desk. "Class, today we have a new student" the new kid was more or less ryoga's height, he had a strong build but not overly muscular and had dark purple hair. "He's obviously a martial artist" ranma thought. He wore a long sleeved white shirt that was rolled up to his elbows, black cargo shorts, and black and yellow trainers "Class this is Mr. Kira Gosunkugi, and he will be joining our class." The class quickly went into gossip mode. "Gosunkugi?" "Are they related?" "They don't look alike at all!" "Settle down class! Please kira take a seat." Kira nodded and sat down next to ranma and Akane. Ranma noticed the numerous scars on the exposed parts of his body except his face and neck. . "You do martial arts?" ranma asked out of pure curiosity. "That obvious?" "Yeah." "Your right, I was into fighting ever since i could walk. Then on I took a liking to it." "What school?" "Excuse me?" "Martial arts school. See, I'm the master of the "anything goes" school of martial arts." "Oh, that. I'm the master of the "fist of the demon overlord" I added some techniques that caught my interest Maybe we can train together some time." "Sure" "beats the heck out of sparring with mousse" Ranma thought. After reading the entire story and a few occasional puns by ranma the bell had rung and Ms. Hanako had left the room to teach her next class. They would have a five minute break before there next teacher arrived. Akane and Nabiki made conversation with a group of other girls and ranma chatting with a group of other boys. "He looks kinda like Hikaru… if I squint and bang my head against the wall a few times." A boy commented. ""maybe he's adopted or something." A girl spoke. Kira turned around in his seat to see Hikaru. "Mom said for us to go to an old woman named cologne and get some medicine that'll reline your sunken cheeks and get you're pupils to expand to normal size. "She wants to get rid of all your voodoo arts." It hit Hikaru hard. Even though they almost never worked and caused him great embarrassment, Hikaru still felt attached to his hobby. "Huh, looks like Ms. Gosunkugi finally cracking down on Hikaru, I almost feel sorry for em'… almost." Ranma thought.. Just then, another teacher walked into the classroom in a dress shirt and pants. "Ok class, take your seats." The students sat down in their respective seats and got out desk materials. Hikaru however wondered what awaited him when he got home. She nearly had a heart attack when she first laid eyes on kira. He remembered the long conversation they had.
Flashback
Hikaru stood just outside the closed doorway of his mother's room. Ever since kira had arrived and scarred the living crap out of him, he had been talking with his mother and he decided to see what they were talking about. He pressed his ear to the door and listened. It was slightly muffled but it still was understood perfectly. "Your father… who is he?" Ms. Gosunkugi asked. Voice shaky fearing the answer. "Who 'was' he." He corrected. Hikaru could hear him walking around the room. "After you left me with him and was old enough, we went on a training trip. He taught me the basics and most of the advanced techniques of the 'fist of flaming demon overlord' school. He said that I was destined for greatness, though the school was poor, it was strong. I was the heir, and when I turned 17, I would inherit the school for my own. Things went on perfectly, every day I would grow stronger than the day before, I would master a new technique within a couple hours of practice, and sometimes I could learn it just by seeing it done. My father and I would get along great. Nothing could come between us. Until that faithful day. I was training by myself while he rested under a tree. Then suddenly he coughed violently. It happened many times in the past but this time it was different. I tried to help but his sickness was too severe plus the strain on him being in the forest. After that he died. No last words. No dying wish. He just up and died. I buried him Then I realized I had to fend for myself if I wanted to make it out of the accursed forest." Ms. Gosunkugi cried a bit more. For she was a widow to two men. "For four years I had to survive until either someone found me or I found a way out. And at the age of ten I thought I would die like my father did. But the gods had played a card from their hand. I was found half dead by a tour guide of a 'Jusenkyo spring'" Hikaru's eyes widened. "He had provided my with a bath and plenty of food and even sent me to a local orphanage." "Who adopted you?""No one. I escaped after my first few weeks. I could not put up with so many rules. Then I traveled all over the world by castawaying myself on ships and planes, learning techniques as I went. When I turned fifteen, I took a job as a diamond thief. I was great at it. Never was caught in full eyesight or caught at all. However, my last job was my last. I was ratted out by my boss and was taken to federal prison. I escaped quite easily by making a hair clone of myself. While I escaped, my hair clone is doing the time. But to avoid detection, I abandoned my original alias 'kira karasuma' to 'kira Gosunkugi' and after that I castawayed back to Japan only to be delayed for two years to track down my old boss and put him behind bars. Slippery bastard got away twice. No I am here looking to live a 'normal' life with my mother… and brother." Ms. Gosunkugi took this in. "if you wanted a normal life you should have not came to nermia, this place is far from normal." She joked. Hikaru heard him stop his pacing. "I just want peace of mind. My hair clone is programmed to turn back to a strand of hair after my sentence is served and is out of anyone's sight." Hikaru then went back to his own room and prepared for the events of tomorrow
End flash back
Hikaru nearly dozed off. The stress was putting a number on him. While the teacher did what he was paid to do, kira drew a picture of the class from his point of view. He drew the side of ranma's face from his peripheral vision and was actually very accurate. The rest of the class went on quickly then the bell rang for lunch. Everyone started their usual chatter as they made their way to lunch. However ranma jumped out the class window to take a shortcut to be the first one in line. Hikaru had dozed off just as kira finished his drawing. He went over to Hikaru and shook him gently. "Hm?""Class is over, time to get to lunch." He nodded and followed his brother to the cafeteria. "uh kira?""You don't have to call me kira, call me bro.""Okay. Bro? Can you teach me how to be strong? Like you?" kira said nothing for a while. "Why? Do people pick on you?""Well, yeah sort of.""Who?" Hikaru didn't want to feel like a snitch but what did anyone ever do for him but show him their pity and asses to kiss? "Well… occasionally Nabiki tendo." "Uh huh." "Kuno Tatewaki." "Uh huh." "and…""go ahead."" Ranma Saotome." "Who?""The guy that you sit next to." Kira stopped. "And I thought he was such a good guy huh." Kira continued and went down the stairs and to the cafeteria. After they had lunch and found a large empty space, Hikaru began his first training session. Kira put down his backpack. "Huh, looks like this will be harder than I thought.""Huh? How?""Well, you have the scrawniest of arms and chest. You need to build the foundation before you build your kingdom. "My… foundation?""Yes, without a stable foundation, your kingdom will crumble, so starting today; you will be building your foundation." Kira took out four green bands from his backpack. "These weighted bands will be your tools." Kira balled them up into a bunch and tossed them to Hikaru. He caught them but just as he did his hands fell to the ground. "W-w-what are t-these!?" he gasped. "Weighted training bands." He replied. Hikaru reclaimed his hands, and attempted to place one on his wrist but just wasn't strong enough. "Please… help." he whined. Kira sighed and placed the green bands on his ankles and wrists. "Now, you'll wear these until you proven that you have gotten used to them, after that I'll put on heavier ones. Class dismissed." Kira made his way to his next class leaving Hikaru stuck in his place. "WAIT! KIRA! HELP!" he cried. He tried to move but his leg would only move a couple centimeters, no way could he make it around school without being late. "WAIT! DON'T LEAVE ME!" he cried. Kira walked away, slightly embarrassed. He took out a similar wrist band of the same weight. It read: color: green. Size: medium. Weight: 10 pounds.
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