Hikaru and kira had made it inside before it had rained. Once inside, they went inside to see their mother. She was in the kitchen preparing dinner for three. "So… how was your first day in high school?" Ms. Gosunkugi asked cheerfully. "Good." Kira spoke as he sat down in the living room. "And you Hikaru?" Hikaru paused. "Uh, kira's training me to be strong like him and I yelled at someone today." Overjoyed Ms. Gosunkugi ran from the kitchen and bear-hugged her youngest son. "OH JOY! MY SON IS GROWING INTO A MAN!" Hikaru gasped for air. "Mom… y-your-""OH" she released her hold on her son. "Well I can tell you got stronger, I didn't send you to the Hospital." she smiled then returned to the kitchen.
Kira was slightly embarrassed by his younger brother's weakness and felt sorry for him. He needed this training. Kira went to his room, got a change of clothes and a towel, and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Carefully he switched on the hot water and sighed in relief when hot water came out. Hikaru went to his room and took out his voodoo doll of ranma. He stared at it and with decency; he tossed it out the window into the trash. Along with all other voodoo arts. However, he left his shrine to Akane alone. Looking at his unbelievably clean, dim-lit room. He lay down in his bed, waiting for his turn in the bathroom. Turning off the hot water, kira stepped out and started to dry off but noticed himself in the mirror. He stepped closer.
He didn't often see a mirror. "Look at you" he spoke. "Pathetic." A few seconds went passed. "I hate it when you look like that." Kira dried off and got dressed. He went to his room afterwards. Hikaru then got up and occupied the bathroom. "Don't know, he doesn't seem dangerous." Mousse said from behind a bush accompanied with shampoo. "Mousse! You no look at mother! You look at kira!" shampoo scolded. Shampoo focused her binoculars into kira's room. "He just sleep." shampoo said slightly relived. "We come back tomorrow and see what he does." Shampoo turned to mousse who aimed his binoculars blindly towards shampoos chest. "If I didn't know better, I think he's a victim of a Jusenkyo curse." Shampoo angrily slapped mousse across the face.
"Mousse always idiot!" "Might I ask what you're doing at my house?" kira inquired. Shampoo and mousse quickly turned behind them to see kira crouched on the wooden fence behind them. "Um." Shampoo panicked looking around but then found an excuse. "Mousse here is really sick, so we come here to pick berries that only found here to help him get too too well." "I'm sick?" shampoo elbowed mousse in the ribs. "OH YES! IM VEARY SICK!" mousse said as he held his stomach. Shampoo than began to force feed mousse the berries. "See?" she said as she stuffed handfuls of them down mousses throat. "please don't insult my intelligence, I know you came here to spy on me for old lady cologne, tell her I have now beef with anyone around here, I just want to be left alone. Now please leave and come back with better intentions."
Kira then disappeared from his fence to the front porch and opening the door and shutting it. "He too too good." Shampoo whispered. However, mousse was unconscious.
It was all routine. He would come home, train, beat up genma, and argue with Akane, and then get sent into low orbit because of her temper. This was happening right now as he fell, "and here comes the lake of cold water." He sighed. And just like that, he was sent splashing into a lake of cold water. And as if magic he would come out as a busty red head. "Frikin' Akane with her firkin' temper and her frikin' mallet" she mumbled. As she attempted to dry herself off. She continued to rant until she heard mousse and shampoo talking. Being one to eavesdrop, she listened closely from a tree. "Mousse! Why you know see him? First he in bed. Next thing shampoo know, he behind shampoo!" "It's not my fault! I never got to see him!""Mousse too too stupid!" "That fast huh?" ranma thought. Though she figured she could do the same in female form. Ranma then went on her way to ukyo's okayami café to kill some time.
It was a bittersweet day after he got home. He got excellent shots of Akane in her white shirt and gym shorts, but his nosy brother got a hold of one of his best ones even though he gave it back he still felt slightly violated. He was able to stand up to mousse though; kira is the one who took him down. And lastly he able to get used to bands though they weighed only a few pounds which shouldn't need to have gotten used to. The road of a martial artist was truly a grueling one. After finishing a well-deserved shower he dried of and switched to his pajamas like he always usually does. With nothing more to do, he
went back to his room and sat down to his desk and opened his bag and pulled out his homework he had two honors classes in physical science and math so none of his homework was even a decent challenge. Quickly finishing and showing all his work he placed the papers in their respective folders and back into his bag. Finishing all his daily tasks he leaned back in his chair and thought of how great it was going to be with his brother at his side. No one would make fun of him, or trip him in the hallway. He remembered how the numerous kids who stole his seat in his lunch room, beat him in submission in the locker room, tipped his lunch tray over spilling it onto the floor, stole his photo book and tossed it in the toilet, everyone even the people on his team hit him repedeatly with the rubber dodge balls, putting hot sauce in his orange juice when he was not looking, sabotaged his science fair project that could have made regional's, deliberately not printing his picture in the yearbooks, tore holes in his school uniform whenever he did dress out for physical education, and spread a rumor around nermia that he was gay.
Even now the rumor has not fully dissipated. (Rumor kept alive by mainly because of an UNKNOWN source keeps selling pictures of him and various other boys). Suddenly, he heard a familiar shout from not so far away. "Baja-sen-kyo!" followed by an enormous pillar of shining purple ki that shot up into the sky, the higher it rose the more of the blinding light spread over house to house, people looking upwards to see the majestic but intimidating looking pillar of purple light. One pair of the eyes belonged to ranma. "What…. Is that?" the beam was more or less the same size as ryoga's ultimate Shi-shi Hokodan but the sheer light rivaled that of the suns. A few seconds went by then the beam became thinner and thinner until it was no more, After a few seconds of silence ranma bolted for the fenced area where he had so many of his fights. "Whoever did that." She thought. "Has got to teach me how to do it too!" in a wooded area ryoga marveled at the technique that was just used. "If that was ranma…" he trailed on.
Hikaru started towards the fenced area, running as quickly as possible, huffing as he made his way down one street after another. Noticing a familiar tingle on the back of his neck, it was strange but Hikaru ignored the feeling and kept on running which would be a costly mistake. WHOP! Hikaru felt something land on the back of his head, sending him to the ground. After a second of pain he looked up into the sky to see a familiar redhead being propelled into the air. "Damn Saotome!" Hikaru growled. He got up and started shouting at ranko. "Aqua transsexual!" the words propelled to into ranma ear. "What!?" she retorted. "You heard me queer!" ranma turned her head and started to say something but didn't notice the billboard that promoted vehicle safety. Hikaru smiled as he made his way to the black fenced area. A semi-conscious ranko only mumbled gibberish in reply. After a couple of minutes he reached the fenced area of the nermia arena made to have the nermia wreaking crew settle their differences so they won't break anything major. And without a doubt, there was kira standing in the center.
Relieved, he greeted his older sibling. "Kira? What are you doing here?" kira looked over to his direction. "Oh, hey, I didn't mean for it to be so bright, sorry." Kira apologized. "That didn't bother me, I just couldn't believe you could pull something off like that, what was it?" kira blinked in confusion but caught on. "Oh, that, that was the baja-sen-kyo. A technique that picked up from an old man in the mountains of mt. Everest in Tibet, he lived there for the majority of his life, it's an attack fueled by pure intentions, the purer you intention to win is, the more powerful it is." Hikaru noticed that the whole stone arena was cracked and broken. "That's one of my main techniques aside from baja-sen-sai "I mean; I got so bored I had to go someplace to blow off some steam." Hikaru didn't get how anyone could be bored in nerima of all places.
"I haven't fought anyone in a while now that I've been out of trouble, today would make three months." Hikaru scratched his head. "Well, there are like seven martial artists that hang around here, I guess you can fight a few of them I guess.""Oh? Well, are they strong?"" yes, they are."" Maybe I can arrange a sparring match with one of them." Kira smiled at the thought fighting someone exponentially strong. "You can fight the strongest one right now." A voice said from behind them. Kira and Hikaru turned to see none other than ranma in male form. "Since your new here I thought I show you the ropes." Ranma started. "I'm top dog around here, and no one can say otherwise besides me got it?" Hikaru looked disgusted with the excessive pride radiating from ranma. "I see, well, Mr. 'top dog' I would like to introduce myself, my name is kira Gosunkugi." Kira held out a hand. "nah, I don't shake hands.""That's fine, Mr. top dog, if you don't mind me inquiring, what is your birth name? I assume that 'top dog' is just a business title." Ranma mentally growled at the politeness of kira. "Well if ya must know, I'm ranma Saotome of the 'anything goes' martial arts.""I believe we all ready had this discussion.""Yeah, but it sounds so good I have to say it twice.""A martial artist who takes pride in his abilities, I like that." At this time Hikaru had already put distance between ranma and kira fearing he may be hit from both sides.
"Look, I don't want to waste each other's time, those scavengers may already be on their way here, so I'll make this quick.""Hmm?""That technique you used, the purple one, I want you to teach it to me." Kira simply looked blank at ranma. "I'm sorry I have no idea who you're talking about." Ranma frowned and growled. "Don't play dumb with me! I know you're the one who did that technique so stop lying!""Ohh, that technique, I assume you're referring to the baja-sen-kyo.""Yeah whatever, just show me how you do it."" Give me second I'll think about it.""Well, hurry up please?" kira turned to his brother on the sidelines, smiled, and turned, back. Hikaru's eyebrow went up. "What are you planning kira?" kira turned back to ranma who tapped his foot impatiently. "Well?""It seems that I have come to two decisions.""And what are they?""One I'll teach it to you… if you apologize to my little brother.""i have no idea who that is.""And the second one is that I'll teach it to you if you beat me in a little sparing match." Ranma cracked his knuckles. "I choose door number two.""Agreed!"
Hikaru's blood ran cold with anticipation. Ranma into went into anything goes. Kira stretched. "What are you doing?" ranma asked. "You don't want me to pull a muscle do you?" ranma face-faulted, Kira finished stretching. "Little brother would you like to start it off?""Uh, sure." Hikaru stood on the far side of the arena. "Ready? FIGHT!"
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