((Hm, hard to say anything witty, so let's put Ranma in this fanfic. And yes, Mako, Ryuko, and Satsuki will be in the harem.))

((Oh, and to the one who wants Familiar of Zero, we'll have to wait and see. It does seem like a good story, but I'm not too familiar with the story of Saito.))

"Dammit, Pops. You telling me to find your friend and you don't even bother to tell me his name?" The sound of running water stops as the person splashes his face. He was a boy in a Chinese set of clothing with his black hair braided behind him. "Knowing Pops, he's probably getting more food...for himself."

Ranma sighs, but then he heard a sound he was too familiar with. Rushing to the courtyard, he saw a person in a lavish gi punching at a boy who was being restrained by two other kung-fu artists. If there was a picture to describe what irked Ranma the most, it was this. To clarify, Ranma did not like martial artists using their abilities to hurt the weak. "Hey, let him go!"

He noticed the uniforms that the kid and his captors were wearing. While the boy was in a grey school uniform, the uniforms of his captor seemed to be a bowl cut and a gi with a black star on it, a symbol that Ranma couldn't match to any dojo. The attacker was wearing what should belong in a theater, with shoulders proudly displaying those stars, star-studded belt, and a hitaite with stars on them. The owner of that particular uniform looked boyish enough and was glaring in his direction. "Here to help your pervert friend? I hate perverts!"

"What the-" Ranma leaned to the side and pushed the Two-Star's punch away with his forearm. "What's wrong with you! Martial artists are supposed to protect the weak! And I'm no pervert!"

"I do protect the weak!" The Two-Star yelled as another punch was thrown. Ranma unfortunately took that opportunity to lower himself, grabbing the Two-Star's arm and throwing the Two-Star into a fountain. "H-help! I can't swim."

Ranma pondered on it, finally deciding to extend his hand. "Let me help."

Only for the Two-Star to slap his hand away as the other martial artists fished the Two-Star out. "That was a cheap trick!"

"No, that was a standard Judo throw." Ranma, the Two-Star, the martial artists, and the punched student all turned their heads. Ranma thought, with the trenchcoat and the spikes on his shoulders and belt, that he was at least more moderately dressed.

"U-Uzu Sanageyama!" The Two-Star flustered. "He started it!"

"That's between you and him." Uzu approached the other student, plucking a camera from his jacket. "However, the conduct of any sports club is between you and me, so tell me, what did he take pictures of?"

"He's was being a pervert." Did the Two-Star blush?

Uzu pulled out the photos. "These are photos of the Martial Arts Club taking drugs. I do not know if you are part of this or unaware, but from this moment on, you are a No-Star."

As the Two-Star shook with anger, Uzu turned to the other students. "You probably want to get out of here."

"Hey, she's a bit strong." Ranma said. "You can't fight her alone."

"Oh, it's not hard for a Three-Star like me." Uzu plucked a bamboo sword from his coat and block a punch that made wind blow. "We'll talk after this."

"Alright, alright." Ranma decided to leave, hearing the battle become more violent. He did not notice that student he saved brush away some of his hair, revealing a purple eyepatch.

"Well, he is cute."

"Boy, where have you been?" A balding man asked Ranma. "Why haven't you found the Tendos?"

"Maybe because you didn't tell me we were looking for the Tendos." Ranma barked back. "And for the record, I was helping out people like a martial artist would. Why are we even looking for the Tendos? Do they have a cure."

"Because we're old friends!"

"So...no cure." Ranma sighed. "Well, I guess we'll oof!"

Ranma blinked as he checked the wall he crashed into. Or rather, the man he crashed into. The man seemed to recognize Ranma's father easily. "Genma!"

"Soun, old friend! How are you doing!" The two friends hugged each other. "Seriously, what are you doing? Last time I heard, you were in a..."

"The houses are granted by ranking, and a punk went and demoted my daughter." Soun cried. "Fortunately, we found a vacant place to stay."

Genma looked around. A shoddy building next to a back-alley clinic, definitely not how he imagined living. The inside of the new Tendo's building was not much better. "Alright, here are my daughters."

"Where?" Soun cried and Genma glared at Ranma.

"Wah! Nabiki won't let her own father into her mansion, and she took my other daughter Kasumi with her!" Soun wiped away his tears. "Well, at least he can still marry Akane."

"Woah! Hold on, marry?" Ranma glared at Genma. "Pops, what is this about 'marry'?"

"Ah, Soun and I made a promise to each other that we will unite our schools." At Ranma's blank gaze, Genma continues on. "We made the promise before you were born, and we figured the only way to unite our school is to marry our children."

Ranma growls as he understood. He headed for the door. "Really, you decide to tell me now? I don't even know who this Akane looks like."

"You!" Ranma redirected his eyes to the open door and saw a girl standing there. That face and hair did look familiar to him, but so did the fist. Former Two-Star Martial Arts Club Captain Akane Tendo felt better punching the boy in the face.