Hikaru couldn't help but rewind the video over and over again. He enjoyed watching kira being about three steps ahead of ranma, but the part he most enjoyed was when ranma was launched from the smokescreen and out of camera shot. He had recorded the fight on a separate camera and now was watching it on his computer. He already made three copies, one for himself, and one for when he sells it to Nabiki, (who would later then sell it for thrice the original amount.) and one for safekeeping if ranma ever wants the video destroyed, all on different colored disks. He even went through the trouble of copying them down to a drive and duct taping it under the bathroom sink.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Come in." To no surprise it was kira. "Yes?" he said. "It seems you've been slaking on your training, I thought you wanted to get stronger." "Yes, I do but-""no buts, it's either training or no training, you can't have both, no let's get you out of those green bands, it's time for you to go up to 50 pounds.""Fifty!? when did I go from 5 to 50!?""It's a master's duty to push thy student beyond their usual limits, how would you like 90 instead?""No! 50 are fine!""Good then." Kira pulled out yellow bands and slipped them unto Hikaru. "When you get used to these, let me know, then we pump it up to 80." Kira left the room with Hikaru unable to move. Again.

Ranma slowly opened his eyes, he was now in the quest room where he usually sleeped. He leaned up and scratched his head. "What happened?" he thought. He could hear the others in the main room having dinner. The very thought of food made his stomach growl, Hypnotized by the taste of kasumi's food got him out of bed and making his way to the main room. Dinner was relatively quite when Ranma wasn't fighting to protect his food against genma, now genma was trying to pick off of Soun's plate. When he walked into the room he was gladly greeted by everyone except genma but mostly Akane was the one who was the most worried. Tightly embracing Ranma's torso Akane was on the verge of tears. "Hey! Hey! When did I save the world?" Akane loosed her embraced and slapped Ranma across the face.

"Don't ever do that again!" she cried before she stormed off to her room. "What'd I do now?" Ranma asked as he rubbed his red-hand printed cheek. "Well, when you're unconscious for 2 weeks people start to worry about you." Nabiki spoke before finishing off a honey bun. "What!? I was out for two weeks? From what!?" ranma demanded. "We don't know you tell us, a nice boy dropped you off here and said that he found you this way." And just like that the damped memories of his confrontation with Kira had flushed back into his brain. "Oh, now I remember!" he said. They stopped eating so they could listen to what happened to Ranma "I fell down some stairs that's it!" Ranma said. "Stairs?" everyone thought. "And if you excuse me I have to do some training I'll be back in the morning." Ranma hopped up, stole a rather large piece of ham from genma and hopped out into the streets of Nerima.

Back at the Gosunkugi residence, Hikaru and Kira were having dinner. It was a long time since Kira had a home cooked meal. He was so used to hunting and killing various animals such as Bears, wolfs, giant birds, large man-eating fish, and one occasion there was a monkey. "Thank you Mother." Kira bowed in respect. "There no problem I would do anything for my dear son." She smiled. Taking his empty bowl to the kitchen sink Kira noticed something in the corner of his eye. Turning to his left he saw Hikaru eating a less than nutritious dinner. A box of vanilla wafers. No wonder he never seemed to gain weight, his entire diet revolved around vanilla wafers and cafeteria food. "Does he eat anything else besides that box of cookies?" he asked. "He won't eat anything else, besides okayami and that has to have vanilla wafers in it also.

That and besides his medication he won't anything else." She sobbed. "M-medication?""Yes, you see." She turned to Hikaru and made sure he wasn't listening. "Hikaru is a bit…crazy." Kira was taken back. That scrawny, pale boy that didn't look as he could hurt a fly was…. Crazy? "In what way exactly?" she swallowed hard and looked over to her younger son who was too entertained by the television to hear anything but she wouldn't take that chance. "Hikaru honey, I and Kira are going to the store to get more laundry detergent we'll be back in a few." Hikaru nodded his head in response still not taking his eyes off of the television. Kira and his mother both got into her car and drove to the store. "So, how is he crazy exactly? What does he do?"

She sighed and was quite for a while. "It started when Hikaru was 10 years old, not a very playful child but I still loved him the same. One day a bigger child I forgot his name, stole poor Hikaru's kite. Being so small he couldn't have possibly have gotten it back, he was pushed back down so many times I think something inside of Hikaru finally snapped. Deeply interested kira urged her to go on. "What happened next people that were there wouldn't ever forget. Hikaru looked as if he was balled up crying but I only wish he was. He turned into this…. Thing they said. His skin was purple and had white symbols on his cheeks. The next thing that happened was the most freighting part. He…clawed off the arm of the boy and took off into the woods; I searched for my baby for hours until I found him in a tree with a dead crane in his mouth."

Kira took this in. "what happened afterwards? How was he able to become normal again?""The only person he seemed to trust was me, and when I embraced him he turned back into a normal child." "the medication, what is it?""it's not really a medicine it is a poison, it keeps the monster inside weak and powerless if Hikaru were to become angry again he would never transform." Pulling up to a store they got out but Kira said he had business to take care of and departed. "now." He thought hopping off of roof tops. "That was interesting."