Chapter One: Immigration Custody
Genma and Ranma raised their hands in the air. Panic ripped through them as sweat dripped down their bodies. Genma shivered and Ranma trembled in fear. A policeman walked over to Ranma and Genma. He had black hair. His black eyes glared at Genma. He wore a blue police vest, pants, socks, and sneakers. His name tag read Officer Kenji Okano.
"Another criminal," boomed Officer Okano as he looked over Ranma next. He faced Genma again. "Trying to smuggle her into the country I see."
"No, it's nothing like that," began Genma as his panic became apparent. "We had an…"
"Shut up," growled Haya as she looked at his identification. "Do you think we are stupid Mr. Saotome?" Genma closed his mouth and grew red in the face. "You have a son," as she grew angrier. "Not a daughter," as she pointed out to Ranma. "I have no idea who she is, but I assure you we'll find out," as she looked at the leader of the police group. "Officer Okano."
"Yes Ma'am," obeyed Officer Okano as he smiled.
"Take those two to their new home till we find out what is going on," ordered Haya as she saw Officer Okano nod. "Of course, separate the two. We can't have an unknown female living with a man who may have kidnapped her. Make sure their backpacks stay here."
"Of course, ma'am," obeyed Officer Okano. He looked over at a female officer. Her name tag read Officer Suda. She had brown hair and brown eyes. She wore a blue police vest, pants, socks, and sneakers. "I'll escort Mr. Saotome, Officer Suda. Please escort the young girl to her new home," as he saw Genma drop his backpack. He began to escort Genma away.
"Yes, sir," replied Officer Suda as she motioned for Ranma to begin walking.
"Hey," grumbled Ranma. "What are you doing?"
"Listen girlie," snapped Officer Suda. "Don't make us handcuff you. Walk now."
"Ranma," began Genma. "Just obey her," as he took a deep scared breath. "We'll have this sorted out soon. Also leave your backpack here." He continued to follow Officer Okano, and two other male officers walked behind him.
"Okay Pops," sighed Ranma. She dropped her backpack, and she began to follow directions as she was led the opposite direction from Genma. She followed Officer Suda, and two female officers were behind her…
Ranma saw a giant white government building. She saw Officer Suda unlock the door to the building and she walked in. She was escorted down a long hall till she saw a closed room. Officer Suda opened it. Ranma walked in followed by Officer Suda.
"Okay girl," began Officer Suda. "This is your new home till we've sorted all this out," as Ranma saw a mirror, a desk, a bed, a small closet, dresser, and a toilet with a sink lined adjacent to the room. "We'll provide you with food, clothes, and a place to sleep." as she pointed to the feminine attire nearby. "You'll be expected to be dressed unless you want trouble. Got it?"
"Wait," cried Ranma. "How long will I be here?"
"Who knows," replied Officer Suda. "Could be hours, days, or even weeks girlie." She took a deep breath. "There is no escaping here, girl. Don't try to run. Okay?"
"Yes, ma'am," obeyed Ranma. She took a deep breath. Her heart beat fast as she was still reeling from her own confinement.
"Good," praised Officer Suda as she turned around, closed the door, and locked it. Ranma shrugged her shoulders when she heard the door lock.
Ranma looked at the clothes as she made a funny face as she saw the pink blouse, skirt, bra, panties, and socks on a table near the bed. Near a rack lay a pair of pink high heels.
"These are so girly," gasped Ranma as she made another a face. "I don't want to dress in these clothes," as she took a breath. "Yet what choice do I have?"
Ranma stood near the bed as she took off her red shirt, black pants, socks, and shoes. She picked up the panties and put her foot through one hole and then then other and slid them up to butt covering her ass. She picked up the bra and looked at it.
"Hmm," mumbled Ranma. "How do I put this on," as she looked at the bra more as she saw the cups. "Oh, I see," as she put the cups around her breasts as she slowly hooked the bra around her back.
Ranma grabbed her blouse as she put it on, followed by her skirt. She sat down on the bed as she put on her socks, and lastly her high heels. She stood up as she nearly fell on the bed because of her high heels.
"Whoa," stammered Ranma. "It's not easy to keep myself steady," as she walked over to the mirror in the corner of the room.
(I look like a teen girl now.) Ranma thought as she sniffled. (What is going to happen to me?) She wiped away a tear. (It happened so suddenly that Pops and I were taken back by the whole thing. Oh no.) Ranma thought as she felt the need to go to the bathroom. (I got to pee.)
Ranma slowly walked over to the toilet, lifted the cover up, sat down, she pulled down her panties as she began to pee.
(Such a strange sensation.) Ranma thought as she finished going to the bathroom. She grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned herself up. She pulled her panties back up.
"I got a bad feeling about this," carried on Ranma. "Why do I feel like I'll be a girl for a very long time to come," as she stood up. She walked over to the sink and turned on the water as she felt the hottest water pour out of the facet. "Not warm enough to switch back." She took a deep breath.
"In one way I'm relieved and another upset," sighed Ranma as she touched her heart. "If I switched back, I'd have more explaining to do," as she smiled cutely unknowingly. "And yet staying a girl and dressed as a teen girl is horrible as well," as she began to yawn. "Yet at the same time I feel relaxed. I am so confused why I feel relaxed. I should nap in the meantime."
Ranma walked over to her bed, sat down, took off her high heels, and socks. She put them near the dresser. She took off her skirt, blouse, and bra as well. She placed them on the table near the bed. She opened the closet and saw pink pajamas. She put them on, and she laid down on the bed as she covered herself with the pink blanket.
(What can I do now?) Ranma thought. (As if things couldn't get worse since Jusenkyo. Now they think I am trying to impersonate myself.) She giggled as she took a breath. (It would be funny if not for the serious implications.)
(All I can hope for is this situation gets sorted out fast.) Ranma thought. (Dad and I could use our strength to escape. No problem.) She shook her head. (I can't though. Mom and Pops taught me that a martial artist uses their training for self-defense and not for personal gain.) She took a breath. (And even if I did. They'd eventually catch me, and things would get worse.)
"For now, I'll take a nap," Ranma slowly said as she fell asleep…
Meanwhile, Haya stood before her boss Kaeda Ike. Her boss had blond hair and light blue eyes. She wore a black dress that fell onto her knees. She wore white socks and black high heels. She gave a confident smile to her employee, Haya. She looked back at her computer and read another file.
"You did well, Miss Yamazaki," Mrs. Ike began. "The response was fast. Good job," as she looked at her employee. "Have those two been interviewed yet?"
"Not yet, ma'am," replied Haya. "My employees just began to go through their backpacks," as she took a breath. "Beyond basic supplies for camping, a picture, and a letter," as she smiled at her boss. "We are confident that Genma is a martial artist who is travelling."
"I see. Looks like your duties today are now being an investigator," replied Mrs. Ike. "I assume someone will read the letter once everything's been photocopied for our records?"
"Yes, ma'am," replied Haya. "I've scheduled an interview for Mr. Saotome and a DNA test for the girl so we can maybe find out who she is." She smiled. "We do think Mr. Saotome kidnapped the girl, but we don't have evidence to back up that claim." She paused. "So, until we know for sure we are not at this time treating her as a suspect. Though we'll need her to behave."
"Good. I agree if the girl listens to us then we won't have to use any force," gasped Mrs. Ike. "Perhaps we'll learn the truth quickly," as she took a breath. "Let me know what you learn."
"Of course, boss," replied Haya as she left the room.
(Whatever Mr. Saotome is doing.) Haya thought. (We'll learn soon enough.) She giggled and smiled. (We always do.)
Genma held his hands to his head as he sighed as he looked around his room. He took a deep breath. He saw a bed and sat down. He looked around and saw several amenities for living.
"Not bad accommodations," Genma said as he took a breath. "They mobilized so fast that Ranma and I were shocked," he shook his head. "If they just let me explain about Jusenkyo. This all could be avoided," as he heard a click. "If we ran this situation would just get worse." He saw the door open and saw Haya. His heart began to race.
"Mr. Saotome," began Haya. She motioned her right hand for him to follow her. "It's time you answered a few questions for us," as she had a no-nonsense face. Next to her was Officer Okano. "Follow us."
"Okay," sighed Genma as he stood up and followed Haya. "When will I be allowed to see my child again…"
"That depends on what we learn, decide to do, and if you are being truthful," tactfully replied Officer Okano as he followed behind Genma. "We got a good idea you were up to something criminal Saotome..."
"I can assure you that I have done nothing wrong," gasped Genma. He followed Haya down the hallway.
"We'll see," explained Haya as she turned towards another hallway.
Ranma awoke from her nap. She sat up, stretched out, and stood up. She took off her pajamas. She placed them in the hamper near the closet. She put on her pink bra, blouse, and skirt once more. She sat down, put on pink socks, and high heels on.
(What do I do now?) Ranma thought. (I guess I practice walking on these high heels. They could be the only type of shoes I can wear for some time.) She shook her head and began to walk. Ranma practiced for a few minutes.
Sometime later she heard the door open as she saw Officer Suda, walk in followed by a female doctor. She had brownish-reddish hair, and brown eyes. She wore scrubs, socks, and medical shoes.
"Miss," began Officer Suda. "This is Doctor Mitsu Saito," as she pointed to the doctor next to her. "She's a government doctor."
"Nice to meet you," Ranma said. She stood up and gave a curt smile to Doctor Saito.
"Hello," began Doctor Saito. "I've been assigned to your case, girl," as shook Ranma's hand. "What's your name?" She let go of Ranma's hand.
(My name?) Ranma thought. (I feel if I give them my real name, they'll just get more upset. Not like they'd buy it anyways. Not at this point.) She thought for a moment. (Let's see. Miyu is a name I've always liked for girls.)
"My name's Miyu," replied Miyu as she trembled slightly.
"Follow us, Miyu," Officer Suda said as she began to look annoyed at the comradery between Miyu and Doctor Saito.
"Okay," obeyed Miyu. She walked over and she found herself less unsteady on her feet. "I'm ready."
"Good," praised Officer Suda. "We'll know if you are truly up to something, soon enough, Miyu," as Miyu shivered at the hostility. "I assure you we'll find out."
"Shall we get going?" Doctor Saito asked as she tried to deflect the tense atmosphere that was being created.
"Aye," Officer Suda began. "Let's go," as she faced Miyu and gave her a stern expression. "On your way Miyu," as she smiled. "Don't give me a reason to tase you."
"I got it, I got it," cried Miyu. She followed Doctor Saito out of the room, down a hall, through a pair of double doors, down another hall, and outside. Officer Suda walked behind Miyu. Officer Suda's kept her right hand at the ready to grab her taser in case she needed it.
"Okay girl. Get in the car," ordered Officer Suda.
"Yes, ma'am," obeyed Miyu as she got in the car. Miyu buckled up as she saw Doctor Saito get in the passenger's seat. A moment later the car doors closed. Officer Suda got in the driver's seat of the car. She turned on the engine and began to drive.
(Why are the staff here so adversarial.) Miyu thought. (It's like they are looking for any excuse for a conflict.) She sighed as she looked and saw the car enter an underground tunnel beneath the building. (We should have explained Jusenkyo.) She felt a tear in her eyes. (Maybe this could have been avoided.) She wiped her tears away. (Now we are in deep trouble…)
Genma sat in the chair near a desk in a circular office. He saw Haya and Officer Otano sit on the other side of the table.
"Let's cut to the chase," began Haya. "You were smuggling that girl into the country weren't you Saotome," as Genma took a breath. "The only explanation is you kidnapped her," as she stared at him. "Were you planning on getting her pregnant yourself or perhaps marrying her off to a man?"
"I'd never sleep with her or marry her off," growled Genma. "She is my child."
"I don't buy that," replied Officer Otano. "We've seen your file Mr. Saotome. You have a son not a daughter," as he laughed. "You know why the alarms at the security checkpoint went off," as Genma shook his head. "It detected unknown DNA not registered anywhere in the world." He gave a toothy smile. "The only reasonable explanation is you are up to something."
"That's because," explained Genma as he waved his right hand in panic. "My son and I were in China. We had an accident."
"Go on," grumbled Haya as she smirked. "This should be good."
"We went to a place in China called the Valley of Jusenkyo and I fell into Shonmaonīchuan otherwise known as the Spring of Drowned Panda," as Haya and Officer Otano exchanged knowing looks. "My son fell into Nyannīchuan, otherwise known as the spring of the drowned girl."
"If you aren't lying," Officer Otano began. "That would explain this situation," as he glared at Genma. "Though you still broke the laws."
"What do you mean?" Genma asked. "The Jusenkyo Guide said nothing about any of this," as he sighed.
(Why do I feel like things will get worse?) Genma thought. (Something's off.)
"No one told you," Haya chirped, "that you had to report to the authorities that you two been cursed at Jusenkyo?" She saw him nod no. "It's standard procedure and a law in Japan," as she laughed. "If you had you'd not find yourself in very hot water Saotome," as she brought her right fist down onto the table. "I get the impression you are just a clueless criminal."
"Well," mused Genma. "We were mad at the Jusenkyo Guide for not warning us, and I got into trouble at the Joketsuzoku village, so we had to run," as he took a breath. "How was I supposed to know that you all would imprison us?"
"That's a flimsy excuse as any, Saotome," gushed Haya. "A man your age should know to take the steps necessary to follow all the laws even the obscure ones," as she laughed. She looked at Officer Otano again and gave a small nod.
"Assuming you are telling us the truth," carried on Officer Otano. "There is still the matter of you breaking the law of alerting the authorities about your Jusenkyo curses," as Haya stood up and snapped her fingers. "Yes, ma'am?"
"Officer Otano," replied Haya. "After an official interview I have sufficient reason to officially arrest Genma Saotome," as Officer Otano stood up. "There will be a pending official investigation, after which more charges may be levied against you, Saotome."
"What did I do?" Genma asked as Officer Otano walked over to his spot at the table in the circular room.
"Now Mr. Saotome," began Officer Otano. "Make this easy for us all," as he gave a curt nod to Genma. "Stand up, turn around, put your hands behind your back. You Genma Saotome are under arrest," as Genma stood up, turned around, and put his hands behind his back. He felt the handcuffs placed around his hands as they were locked in the place. "You have the right…"
(Damn.) Genma thought. (Can't they accept that I was just upset after Jusenkyo. I didn't even hear anyone say I needed to report the Jusenkyo curses.) Genma thought as he was led out of the room.
(Well, Saotome now you are in big trouble.) Genma thought. (You got arrested even though Nodoka helped clean up my criminal actions from before Ranma was born.) He saw a police car when he was escorted out of the building. (I still managed to get into trouble. She'll be mad at me now. I'm mad at me. I'm sure Ranma is mad at me.)
Forty-eight minutes later, Miyu sat in a wheelchair as Doctor Saito and Officer Suda left the elevator. Doctor Saito wheeled her to a hospital room as Officer Suda sat on a bench nearby.
"Miyu," began Doctor Saito," as she handed her a hospital gown. "Please take off your clothes besides your bra and panties," as she took a breath. "Put on the hospital gown and lay on the bed. I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Yes Doctor," obeyed Miyu. She stood up and saw Doctor Saito leave the room. Miyu sat on the medical bed. She took off her heels, socks, blouse, and skirt. She put on the hospital gown, and she laid down on the bed.
"Good girl," gushed Doctor Saito as she returned. She walked over to a desk and began to rummage for her supplies. "How old are you?"
"I am sixteen years old," replied Miyu as Doctor Saito wrote it down.
"Okay girl," began Doctor Saito. "Let's get your weight and height," over her as she pointed to the scale.
"Yes, doctor," chirped Miyu. She walked over to the scale and stood on it. In seconds the scale settled on her weight.
"Hmm," mused Doctor Saito. "142.1 pounds. Right on target for a sixteen-year-old girl," as she pointed to the wall. Stand here," as Miyu did so. "Let's get your height. "Your height is 161.6 CM which is also pretty average for a sixteen-year-old girl," as she wrote it down. "Lay back on the bed child."
"Okay," obeyed Miyu as she laid back on the bed. "What's next Doctor Saito?"
"I've been ordered by the brass to follow standard protocol," replied Doctor Saito as she grabbed a swab and a needle. "We have no idea who you are, if you are healthy, sick, hurt," as Miyu nodded. "For precaution I'm hooking you up to an IV to give you nutrients."
"I'm fine," stuttered Miyu as she blushed red. She began to fidget. "I'm very healthy. I swear it. There is no need to…"
"Please Miyu," begged Doctor Saito. "Don't be difficult and make this harder," as she took a breath. "Right now, the brass is having minimal security regarding you," as she showed a very supportive look. "If you fight," as Miyu listened to her. "I'll need to bring in more people who will see your body in the process as I exam you."
"Okay," sighed Miyu as she stopped struggling as she felt her right arm swabbed. She closed her eyes as she felt the prick from the needle as her arm was hooked up to the IV.
"See? Not so bad girl," soothed Doctor Saito as she rubbed the girl's forehead. "Next I'll put you to sleep so I can begin to exam you and take a DNA test," as Miyu nodded. "When you awake it will be all over," as she began to put a mask down onto Miyu's head. "Just relax, child. It's time to sleep. Just dream as the adults handle the heavy lifting."
"Okay," sobbed Miyu as she began to fall asleep.
(Why is this happening to me?) Miyu thought. (They keep treating me like I am just another teen girl.) She began to get drowsy. (If this keeps up, I'll begin to change into a girl.) She closed her eyes as she nearly dozed off. (I already have dressed as a teen girl, gone to the bathroom as a girl, and took on a feminine name…) Miyu thought as she fell asleep.
The following morning Mrs. Ike sat before her employee Haya and another woman. She had grey hair, and beady black eyes. She wore a beige dress that fell on her legs. She wore socks and low heels.
"Miss Yamazaki," Mrs. Ike began. "I agree with your call on arresting Mr. Saotome," as Haya nodded. "I've heard from Doctor Saito just an hour ago," as she took a breath. "Young Miyu's been examined," as she paused. "Doctor Saito opted to let her sleep through the night before she'll talk with her patient."
"Thanks, ma'am," began Haya. "And I am glad Doctor Saito took care of things on her end," as she paused for a moment. "Mrs. Tamiko Morita," as she looked at the grey-haired woman. "What are your thoughts?"
"Well," Mrs. Morita began. "The way I see it, we got two options," as Mrs. Ike listened to her. "We can release Genma and Miyu." She took a breath. "Yet I say no as Genma's crimes are serious enough to warrant action I say," as she paused for a second. "Which is failure to alert authorities about Jusenkyo curses, and neglect to a child."
"I see from your reports," began Mrs. Ike as she faced Haya. "That the child is likely the offspring of Saotome," as she took a drink. "From your research Ranma missed an average of a month of his compulsory education," as she saw Haya nod in agreement. "Every year since the start if not more some years."
"Aye," agreed Haya. "His child's school delinquency is under a current investigation," as she paused. "Now we got Genma Saotome in custody," as she giggled. "I say we make an example out of Genma Saotome especially since he's had a criminal record before Ranma was born," as she smirked. "So, it will be easier to bring down the law on Genma Saotome…"
"Hmm," interrupted Mrs. Morita. "We should wait till we get results from the DNA Test before we consider that those two are related," as she smiled. "Still like you two I'm convinced that Jusenkyo is involved." She took a breath. "The question is how to deal with Miyu? Since she is in our custody, we could proceed along the lines of formalizing her life as a girl."
"For the purpose of what?" Haya asked as she looked at the two other females in the room. "We'd need a good reason. You know?"
"Well," replied Mrs. Morita. "Since Genma wasn't keeping up with the child's education completely, and since we have her in custody as a girl," as she took a breath. "The laws regarding reeducation and Jusenkyo are a grey area," as she saw the other two-woman nod.
"I doubt with the school delinquency we could release Genma Saotome," exhaled Mrs. Ike as she looked serious. "On the other hand, we don't…"
"We do have one solid reason to keep Miyu in custody," added Mrs. Morita. "With the school delinquency and Jusenkyo favor a firm response from the government," as she looked at her notes again. "It's a grey area and fully in our jurisprudence."
"That's true," agreed Mrs. Ike. "You are right of course. It's a grey area that could go either way."
"True," added Haya as she put her right hand on her head. "Just one question wouldn't we have to have evidence that Mr. Saotome was neglecting his child?"
"We do," gushed Mrs. Morita. "Failure to attend education is neglecting his child, she's sixteen years old, and she's in our custody," as she frowned. "She could easily be sent to the Correctional Education for Girls," as she smirked. "Since she's in our custody the law even allows us to decide her rights in this case including her gender because of Jusenkyo."
"So, we'd take her choice away?" Haya asked as Mrs. Morita nodded. Haya giggled and smiled. "Works for me. I have no problem with bringing down the hammer so to speak on Genma Saotome," as she paused. "What better way than to decide his child's gender."
"I get your point," added Mrs. Ike. "It's your final purview of course Mrs. Morita since you were assigned to her case," as she took a breath. "Though I'd talk to Prime Minster Arai and make sure the whole government agrees with your choice because it's a grey area," as she paused for a moment. "We don't want to leave any stone easily disturbed; you know?"
"Aye," agreed Mrs. Morita as she stood up. "I'll visit him soon." She bowed before Haya, and Mrs. Ike, and left the room.
"In the meantime," gushed Haya with a smirk. "I'll keep building up the case against Genma Saotome," as she stood up. "Which I've begun to expand my investigation into his wife Nodoka as well," as her boss nodded.
"Good," praised Mrs. Ike as her employee bowed. "Keep me informed Haya…" She saw her employee leave the room. She began to read a file on her computer. "Well, this is a very interesting case." She giggled. "After many dull months, we finally get the case of the year to fall on our lap." She smirked. "Haya is all into this and Mrs. Morita brought up an interesting idea."
(As long as we keep to the law.) Mrs. Ike thought. She kept reading. (Then no one can challenge the choice we make in the end even if the choice in the end is a tad bit unethical.)
Meanwhile, Miyu woke up as she heard the beeps of the machines all around her. She looked around and saw Doctor Saito in another room.
"Ah," began Doctor Saito as she walked into the room a few moments later. "I see my patient has woken up," as she sat down on a stool next to her patient.
"How was the exam," Miyu asked as she began to blink several times.
"For a sixteen-year-old girl," began Doctor Saito began. "You are very healthy," as Miyu nodded. "I checked your blood pressure, your breasts, vagina, anus, and the rest of your body everything is healthy," as Miyu blushed.
"At least that is some good news," blushed Miyu as she grew more beet red each passing second. "What happens to me now?"
"The brass is deciding that," sighed Doctor Saito. She sat next to Miyu, and she breathed deeply. "All they told me is the police will take you back to your immigration home after you wake up," as she saw her patient squirm. "I suggest girl," as Miyu looked at her. "That you don't fight them. This isn't a battle you can win, and they'll just come down hard on you if you do."
"I see," whimpered Miyu as she took a breath. "In other words, you are suggesting I be a good girl."
"Aye," agreed Doctor Saito as she unhooked the IV from Miyu's hand. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," cried Miyu. "I just feel so powerless," as her doctor got up. "Let me guess I can get dressed now?"
"Aye," replied Doctor Saito. "Just remember do as they say child, and they won't get rough, physical, or handcuff you."
"I'll be a good girl," sighed Miyu. Doctor Saito gave a smile and left the room. Miyu began to get dressed. She finished dressing and she sat on the bed till she saw Officer Suda walking into the room.
"You know the drill Miyu," ordered Officer Suda. "Start walking."
"I know," obeyed Miyu as she followed Officer Suda to the car, she got in, buckled herself in. The car returned to the building with her new home. She unbuckled herself, followed Officer Suda back inside the building till she reached where her home was. She walked in. She saw her red shirt, black pants, socks, and sneakers were missing. "My clothes are gone."
"They were confiscated," Officer Suda said as she chuckled. "Hardly appropriate clothes for a teenage girl."
"I see," whimpered Miyu. "How long till someone sees me?"
"I don't know," chirped Officer Suda. "You'll get your breakfast soon," as she closed and locked the door.
Miyu sat on the bed, took off her high heels, and stared around the room. (No one is telling me anything.) Miyu thought. (Though the longer I remain a girl, the easier it is for me to accept being female.) She lay on her back on her bed as she began to sob. (If I don't get out of this situation soon, I may find my choices taken away from me…)
Miyu took a deep breath as she felt her breasts move with her breathing. She closed her eyes as she relaxed as best as she could.
A few hours later, in the Nerima Ward, Tokyo, Japan. Genma's wife Nodoka was cleaning up her kitchen in her home. She wiped away sweat off her forehead. Her red hair was tied into a bun. Her blue eyes focused on her task. She wore a blue blouse, skirt, and socks. She sighed as she took a breath. She applied more strength to the table as she continued to clean.
"Genma and Ranma should be home by now," Nodoka said as she looked around. "They got off the ship early yesterday morning," as she heard a knock on her door. "It's been a day now. Who could this be?"
Nodoka opened the door and saw two police officers as one held out an arrest warrant with her name on it.
"I am Officer Kenji Okano," Officer Okano began. "This is my partner Officer Yui Kuba," as he pointed to her. She had black hair tied in a ponytail. Her black eyes showed her determination. She wore a blue police vest, pants, socks, and sneakers.
"We have a warrant for your arrest Mrs. Saotome," Officer Kuba said. "Come along peacefully now."
"Why am I being arrested?" Nodoka asked as she turned around as she began to get handcuffed. "What's going on?"
"Child neglect," replied Officer Okano. "Your child missed too many days of school," as he and his partner led her to their police car. "Your husband has already been arrested and your child Miyu is in our custody."
"I don't have a daughter," exhaled Nodoka. "I have a son."
"Oh, we know," replied Officer Kuba with a chuckle. "Did your husband tell you he went to the Valley of Jusenkyo in China?"
"No," cried Nodoka. "He said nothing bad would happen," as she began to tear up as she was sitting in the police car as they began to buckle her in. "I thought the government gave us a warning on all those days Ranma missed."
"That was a pending case," explained Officer Kuba with a stern expression on her face. She paused for a moment. "Which was heightened when Genma failed to tell authorities about their Jusenkyo curses," as she looked at Nodoka. "You have the right to…"
Miyu lay on her bed as she stared at the ceiling out of her boredom. Her high heels were near her dresser once more.
"So bored. It's been hours since I met Mrs. Morita," whimpered Miyu as she looked around. "I can feel the weight of my breasts every time I move much less when I breathe," as she took another breath. "I feel girly thoughts in my brain the longer I remain a girl," as she touched her chest. "Yet what is worse is I hope they tell me what is going on soon. I'm so bored."
A few minutes later Miyu heard the door open. She saw Mrs. Morita walking into the room with several books in her hands. The door was closed behind her and locked once more.
"Hello Miss Saotome," Mrs. Morita began as Miyu sat up. "It's nice to see you again girl," as she moved further in the room.
"So, you all believe me that I'm his child?" Miyu asked as she stood up. "Does that mean I can go now?"
"Not exactly," replied Mrs. Morita with a confident voice. She gave a sterner expression as she put the books on the table. "It's like this," as she stood near the table. She motioned for Miyu to sit at the desk near the table. "Your parents have been arrested for child neglect, and your father is also being charged for failure to disclose Jusenkyo curses to the authorities."
"I feel so powerless," whimpered Miyu as she sat down at the table. She looked up and faced Mrs. Morita.
"You see, girl," continued Mrs. Morita. "Everything is waiting on the results of your DNA exam to confirm what we believe to be true," as she saw Miyu tremble.
"I see," sniffled Miyu. "In the meantime, what will happen to me," as she shook in fear. She began to cry. "I'm beginning to feel like a girl the longer I am one, and worse I'm so bored," as she wiped away a few tears. Miyu once more looked at Mrs. Morita.
"The problem Miyu," explained Mrs. Morita. She waved her right thumb. "Is you being in our custody as a female," as Miyu nodded. "So therefore, as far as the authorities are concerned, we'll treat you as a young lady that you are, appear to be." She paused for a moment and gave a slight smile. "And with the results of your exam earlier you are fully female too."
"Well, I be expected to remain a girl for the rest of my life," Miyu asked. She saw Mrs. Morita shake her head.
"That is still to be determined," replied Mrs. Morita with a smile. Miyu gasped in surprise and shock. "However," as her tone grew more authoritative. "In addition, there is the matter of your attendance during your compulsory education," as she grew angry. "Which I must say is very serious. You had to repeat a year of compulsory education."
"I see," murmured Miyu. "What are those books for?" She saw them on the table. "Am I expected to study?"
"You are a sharp girl," praised Mrs. Morita. "You'll be here for another week at least," as Miyu gasped. "This room will continue to be your temporary home until this situation is dealt with," as she took a breath. "The locked door is to make sure you don't run until the issue is resolved. Okay?"
"I got it," Miyu said. "I'll be a good girl," as she took a deep breath as her breasts rose up and down.
"You said you were bored," Mrs. Morita said. "You can review your compulsory education material and high school reading while you wait for an official decision to be made," as Miyu nodded. "In the meantime, more feminine clothes will be brought to you," as Miyu nodded. "They'll be no problems if you obey the staff and be a good girl. Okay?"
"I got the message loud and clear," sniffled Miyu as she began to study. "I'll be a good girl," as Mrs. Morita nodded. "Can I be brought a Gi at least so I can practice martial arts?"
"Good," replied Mrs. Morita. "We'll see about the Gi, girl. I'll check on you later." She knocked on the door, heard it unlocked, opened it, and left. Miyu began to study as the door closed and locked once more.
(This situation has gone further than I realized.) Miyu thought. (My future is now the hands of grownups I don't even know.) She kept reading. (I better stay a good girl. They haven't been that unkind to me yet, but if I upset them. My situation could worsen.) She turned the page as she remained focused on her studying…
Miyu spent her days studying as each day passed in relative silence and boredom for the young teen girl. Miyu had her red hair tied into a braid. She wore a white Gi and socks.
"It's been over a week since I've been a girl now without ever swapping back," sighed Miyu. "I've dressed as a teen girl for so many days now," as she touched her chest. "I'm not even bothered as much as I was before by the weight of my breasts, and the girly clothes," as she looked around.
Miyu practiced her Kata in silence for several minutes and when finished she wiped the sweat off her face. She sat on the floor as she took several deep breaths.
"It's so quiet and boring here," mused Miyu as she continued training. "I'm just glad that they gave me a Gi." She paused a moment. She closed her eyes for a moment, as she felt the peaceful calm. "I am so glad I could work out each day before I go back to studying," as she smiled. "I guess being a good girl has paid off. No doubt the Gi was a reward for being good."
Miyu once more returned to her workout. She began to practice her daily routine once more in silence unaware that she was currently the most efficient she'd ever been.
"At least I get a morning shower," giggled Miyu as she gasped. Her mouth hung open and she raised her right arm to her mouth. "I've been female for so many days now I am thinking like a girl," as she grabbed her panties, bra, dress, socks, for the day as she heard the door unlock. "I'm so happy but scared. Just in time for my morning shower."
Like clockwork, Miyu saw the door open, once more she saw Mrs. Morita. The aged woman closed the door and walked over to the young teen girl.
"Ready Miss Saotome?" Mrs. Morita asked. Miyu wiped some sweat off her forehead and gave a cute nod.
"Of course," replied Miyu. "I just wanted to say thanks again for letting me workout every day," as she smiled as she put her high heels on. "At least I'm not losing everything," as she took off the braid in her hair. She placed her braid onto the table and faced Mrs. Morita. "I am ready."
"Very good, Miyu," replied Mrs. Morita with a stern expression. "Let's go child."
"Okay," gushed Miyu as she walked over. "I am excited to have a shower. I worked up quite the sweat," as she heard the door unlock...
Miyu walked into the shower room as she closed the door. She sat down, took off her high heels and she placed them and her clean clothes on one of the stools. She took off her Gi, socks, and panties. She placed her clothes into the hamper in the room and got into the shower as she turned on the water as she felt the usual slightly warm water fall on her back.
"Imagine my shock," giggled Miyu as she took a breath. "The first time I took a shower. I thought I'd change back only to find the water was not nearly as warm as I needed," as she felt the warm water fall on her back. "I better hurry I get just fifteen minutes to wash my hair, dry it, and get dressed," as she scowled.
"You'd think they'd let a girl have longer," added Miyu as she put the shampoo in hair. She stayed still for a few seconds. "Especially since they so seem determined to treat me as a young girl in the first place."
Miyu began to wash her hair out as she cleaned her young female body of any sweat, grime, and dirt. She finished as she turned off the water as she grabbed one towel, dried herself off as she put the wet towel up. She grabbed the other towel as she wrapped her body up as she sat on the stool in the small room. She grabbed the dryer and began to dry her hair.
"I better hurry," sighed Miyu as she grabbed her underwear as she began to get dressed. A few minutes later she saw the door open indicating she ran out of time just as she finished getting her high heels on. She placed the other towel up as well to dry.
"Just in time," praised Mrs. Morita. "Good. You'll get used to quick showers yet my girl," as Miyu blushed as she once more was escorted back to her room.
"Any answer on how much longer I'll be here," sniffled Miyu as she followed Mrs. Morita down the hallway.
"Not sure Miyu," replied Mrs. Morita. "The brass is still deciding, and these things take time for them to reach a conclusion."
"Okay," sighed Miyu as she followed along the hallway. She took a deep breath as the routine for each day began to feel usual.
(They don't seem to be in a hurry to make their choice.) Miyu thought. She took a deep breath. (It's almost like they are waiting for something to happen.) She turned down the left hall and began to walk down the hallway. (What could it be I wonder?) She sighed. (Whatever it is they don't seem interested in talking about it with me.)
Hours later, Mrs. Morita sat in a chair in Mrs. Ike's office. She sat next to Doctor Saito and Miss Yamazaki.
"I hear you got the results of the DNA Test of young Miyu," began Mrs. Ike as she gave a nod to Doctor Saito. "Well?"
"Miyu is indeed Genma and Nodoka Saotome's child," replied Doctor Saito. "To be more precise if Miyu had been born female instead of male the readings would be exactly the same," as the other women nodded. "It can be no doubt they are the same person just different genders with slightly different DNA because of the difference in genders."
"It's very clear then," began Haya as she smiled. "That there isn't any reason we don't make Miss Saotome female for life because she was taken into custody as a girl."
"I agree with Miss Yamazaki," Mrs. Morita began. "Not only do we have the grey area in the laws," as she smirked. "Since Miyu is in custody, as a young girl it strengthens our case that she remains female for life."
"Isn't that wrong?" Doctor Saito asked. "Shouldn't we let her have the choice?" She shook her head. "It is after all her body."
"That's a good point," observed Mrs. Ike. "Yet for starters as Mrs. Morita said she's in our custody as a female, but perhaps more to the point she's still a child," as Mrs. Morita and Miss Yamazaki nodded. "In this case both parents are in jail for child neglect, so we the government can decide Miyu's gender due to Jusenkyo and Education Laws."
"Our case is strengthened by the fact that," added Haya with a smirk. "Since we had to open a file for Miyu Saotome," as she paused. "It's easier transfer all of the pertinent data on Ranma Saotome to Miyu's file than the reverse," as she giggled. "Not to mention we have less questions that need to be answered by the higher ups if we go this route."
"You make a fair argument, Miss Yamazaki," gushed Mrs. Ike. She folded her arms and faced Mrs. Morita. "So, Mrs. Morita I agree with your assessment that young Miyu shall live as a female for the rest of her life," as she faced her computer once more. She began to type. "With my recommendation she's sent to the Correctional Education for Girls for at least a year."
"This isn't right," growled Doctor Saito. "I still…"
"Correct me if I am wrong," began Mrs. Morita as she spoke to the doctor after she interrupted her. "Young Miyu is fully female right," as Doctor Saito nodded. "She can get periods, can get pregnant, her body is producing estrogen," as she grinned. "Plus, she acts like a girl from what I have observed."
"Well, yes that's true," agreed Doctor Saito. She shut her mouth for a moment as she struggled to find words. "She's all of that yet…"
"That's settles that," added Haya with a firm smile. "She's all female. So, I say the debate is over."
"Well how about this," began Mrs. Ike as she kept her voice calm. "Doctor if we ran a brain test on her," as she paused for a moment. "And she took a test to determine her brain's reaction to stimuli for young females would you be more satisfied," as Doctor Saito nodded.
"Very well," Doctor Saito said as she took a breath. "That sounds like a reasonable step for me. I'll go and set that up."
"That can work," Mrs. Morita nodded. She stood up. "In the meantime, I'll go contact the Prime Minister and set up a meeting." She bowed and she left the room.
"Mrs. Ike," chirped Haya as her boss looked at her. "I'm close to putting the case against the Saotome's together just need a few more days before I'll be ready," as her boss nodded.
"How long do you need?" Mrs. Ike asked.
"My team is putting extra time into gathering the evidence so we can have a full proof case," replied Haya as she took a breath. "While Genma's criminal background are old cases that he's already paid for," as she grew confident. "It does strengthen our case that he has little regard for the law."
"Great," beamed Mrs. Ike. "When you are done, I'd like to review it," as her employee gave her a nod.
"Of course," gushed Haya as she smiled. She bowed and left the room.
"I'll be going as well," added Doctor Saito. She bowed and she left the room.
(My colleagues seem determined to go down this route.) Doctor Saito thought. (They are right that the laws are on their side.) She scowled. (Even if it is crossing an ethical line. Damn. Can't they let Miyu decide?) She walked down a set of steps. (I hate this so much.) She reached the bottom of the steps and walked down another hallway. She began to cry.
(I'm sorry Miyu. I'm just one government doctor.) Doctor Saito thought. (I don't have the power to stop this if they decide to go this route.) She wiped away a tear as she left the building. (There's nothing I can do…)
The following morning Miyu sat in a chair as her brain was hooked up to a computer. The complex computer system showed her brainwave patterns on screen to Doctor Saito and Mrs. Ike. On another one monitor to the left showed a brain wave pattern of a sixteen-year-old boy and on the right monitor was the brain wave pattern of a sixteen-year-old girl.
"Miss Saotome," began Doctor Saito. "This is a test to see how your brain reacts to various stimuli," as Miyu nodded. "These are hypothetical scenarios and are thus not real. Okay? Any questions?"
"No," replied Miyu as she fidgeted in her seat. "I am just a little uncomfortable to be honest with all these wires connected to my body.
"It's the best I can do child," replied Doctor Saito. She gave Miyu an encouraging smile and then walked over to her chair. "Okay," as she turned off the lights. "Just close your eyes, listen to the scenario, and answer the first thing that comes to mind."
"Gotcha," replied Miyu. She closed her eyes, began to relax as best as she could.
"Let's begin," began Mrs. Ike as she saw Miyu relax. "You see a girl in a short blue dress that falls onto her legs. You've known her for years. What do you say to her?"
"That she looks cute," replied Miyu. "That maybe she and I can exchange clothes one day because I want to see how I looked dressed that way," as the machine took her answer and results of her brain.
"I see," replied Mrs. Ike. "Next. A cute boy walks up to you and asks you out on a date. What's your answer?"
"I'd love to date him," replied Miyu. (Wait what did I say?) Miyu thought. (Yet in my heart I know it's true.) "I tell him I'd be interested in seeing where it goes."
"Hmm," observed Doctor Saito as she saw more results come into the computer. She continued to take readings as more questions continued to be asked.
"Next question," began Mrs. Ike. "You see…"
Hours later, Miyu wore a hospital gown once more as she lay on the bed with an IV in her right arm. The young girl took a deep breath.
(No one's told me why I am hooked up to an IV again.) Miyu thought as she heard the beeps in the room. (That test was sure strange too.) She lightly frowned.
(I should be mad at myself for answering so femininely and yet it was all true.) Miyu thought. She took a deep breath. (I've been a girl for about well over a week now.) She stared at the ceiling. (And my mind's gotten so lusty with thoughts about boys yet at the same time it feels like it's more natural for me to be so girly.)
"I wonder how long I'll have to wait for answers," sighed Miyu as she heard the machines beep once more. "I'm so bored…"
(I guess since I can't study here.) Miyu thought. (I'll just take a short nap. Not much else to do.) She rolled her eyes in annoyance. (As usual, the adults have stayed mum on keeping me informed.) She closed her eyes. (I really have no say and even if I did, I get the feeling that they are not interested in hearing anything I have to say…) She thought as she fell asleep.
Mrs. Morita walked through a park in the Nerima Ward. She saw the stars in the night sky. The park was unusually empty even for the current hour. Mrs. Morita shivered as she knew the reason why the park was empty. She sat down on a bench. A few minutes later she saw a light flashing in the distance. A white purse hung on her right shoulder.
(He's ready.) Mrs. Morita thought. She stood up and walked over to the tree in the distance. She took a deep breath.
"Evening, Mrs. Morita. Everything working out like I planned?" A male voice called out from the shadows.
"Good evening," replied Mrs. Morita. She paused for a second. "Yes sir. In time if your plan works, Miyu will make a great wife for the son of the emperor," as she paused. "She will give perfect heirs to the royal family if things work out as you hope," as she took a breath. "Each day that goes by she's more feminine than the day before," as she touched her face.
"That's good," replied the man from the shadows. "I was wondering if any girl could be found then I saw her on the ship," as he laughed. "I wasn't going to do anything when I learned she was born a male," as he paused. "And had only recently fell into Nyannīchuan, otherwise known as the spring of the drowned girl."
"Then why interfere at all?" Mrs. Morita asked with confusion. She took her purse off her shoulder. She felt the cool night wind on her skin.
"My job is to scout for the perfect girl for the emperor's son," replied the man in the shadows. "Outside of that one issue Miyu was perfect I thought," as he took a deep breath. "Yet I could not think of a good plan until the Saotome's got themselves in custody," he smiled. "It was far better than I could ever hope for. I can now help Miyu and the Royal Family."
"Isn't what we are doing wrong?" Mrs. Morita asked. She unzipped her purse and pulled out a cigarette. "I mean we are taking away the girl's choice about which gender to live as." She trembled. "And to attempt to turn her into a princess too on top of it. To live that life is so boring," as she lit the cigarette. She sighed as she took several breaths as she relaxed.
"Not really," replied the man. "A strong royal family is good for the country," as he took a breath. "We both know the Saotome parents would have gotten charged with child neglect in the first place even if Jusenkyo had not happened," as he laughed. "The authorities are cracking down on education once more as they should have been doing all this time."
"True," agreed Mrs. Morita. She zipped up her purse and once more placed the purse onto her shoulders. "Still…"
"Look Mrs. Morita," explained the man from the shadows. "None of us get to choose the life we get, not I, not you, and not Miss Miyu Saotome," as he took a breath. "She'll get to help her country if she's smart, will have an easier life than she was going to get if she agrees, and her parents avoid prison," as he laughed. "Everyone wins."
"Luckily Miss Yamasaki and her boss Mrs. Ike were easily persuadable," exhaled Mrs. Morita. She took another smoke. "I thought for sure it would be a far more challenging. Still, I really am not enjoying being so deceptive."
"It sure was beneficial that Miyu was taken into custody as a girl," observed the shadow man. "You see, Mrs. Morita. We need more children in Japan," as she listened to him. "Miyu can help the royal family by being a princess, a mother, and be a member of the royal family of Japan and serve its people." He took a breath. "Isn't that worth some deception on our part?"
"And I get my debt settled?" Mrs. Morita asked. "It's why I agreed to advocate on my end that Miss Saotome should remain a girl for life," as she took a breath.
"You sure do," replied the man in the shadows. "You'll be rewarded with wealth for your part in serving the royal family," as he chuckled. "In regard to this task I bestowed upon you."
"I know this is wrong on the role I am playing," cried Mrs. Morita as she wiped away a tear. "And yet at the same time my family is more important to me than some girl and her family. I really am a hypocrite," as she took another puff of her cigarette.
"All that matters Mrs. Morita," added the man from the shadows. "Is that you take care of your own. It doesn't matter if you aren't breaking the law, and you aren't," as he laughed a deep belly laugh. "That's the great thing about the grey areas of life. It allows for a lot of wiggle room in its interpretation," as he pulled out a sword. "You hear this?"
"I do," gasped Mrs. Morita. "It's a sword," as she shivered.
"Good," the man in shadows growled. "You tell anyone your true purpose and your head will be detached from your body," as he put the sword away. "As well as your husband and kids too. Got me?" He paused on purpose to emphasize his point. "In this case my royal duties permit me from not telling anyone my purpose here."
"I do," whimpered Mrs. Morita. "I'll be a good woman. No one shall ever know that you and I ever talked," as she tossed her cigarette in the nearby trashcan.
"That's excellent," boomed the shadow man. "Just keep your part as agreed," as he took a breath. "Once in Correctional Education for Girls Miss Saotome will be given the offer."
"What if she doesn't accept?" Mrs. Morita asked.
"We've both read her file," rasped the shadow man. "That girl loves facing challenges," as he chuckled. "There would be no greater challenge for her than to learn to become a princess," as he paused. "Plus, she cares about the people around her. Her family would benefit and lastly," as he took a deep breath. "The prince and princess. Those two are so perfect for one another."
"I see," stuttered Mrs. Morita. She took a deep breath. "Don't you worry I'll pursue my end of the bargain we made."
"Good," praised the shadow man. "Once you have fulfilled your part," as he took a breath. "You'll be paid by me. Good night, Mrs. Morita. See you soon," as Mrs. Morita heard a few footsteps fade away as the man in shadows disappeared.
(I should feel bad for Miss Saotome that I am taking away her choice in gender.) Mrs. Morita thought. (Yet if I don't deal with my debt soon then…) She walked off. (I can't deal with the fact that the debtors would take my daughter away to be used as a sex toy.) She pulled out another cigarette. Once again, she lit it up.
(So, the price is I ensure Miss Saotome remains female for life.) Mrs. Morita thought as she walked down the park path. (Not like it really matters to me. She's just some girl that I don't really know.) She took another smoke of her cigarette. (But my daughter I just couldn't bear it if something happened to her.)
Later that night, Nodoka and Genma sat in two chairs next to their lawyer Yoko Ohta. She had black hair and black eyes. She wore a black business suit, black socks, and dress shoes. Genma and Nodoka each wore an orange inmate jumpsuit, socks, and white sneakers. Genma's bandana was not on his head, so his bald head was currently visible.
"Genma, Nodoka," offered Mrs. Ohta. "I'll do what I can, but I got to say if they offer a plea deal you may be better off taking it."
"Why?" Nodoka asked. "Surely they don't have much on us," as she looked surprised. "I think we have a good chance of winning."
"Aye," agreed Genma. "They didn't have the right…"
"I got to tell you two as your lawyer," began Mrs. Ohta. "That I read the case against you two," as she paused. "It's very ironclad, but more to the point they are looking for someone to make an example out of," as she sighed. "These last few years have seen a bigger increase in school delinquency than ever before."
Mrs. Ohta looked down at her notebook, reread her notes, closed it, and gave another look at Nodoka and Genma. She saw she had their attention.
"It doesn't help you two that your child had to repeat a year of compulsory education," added Mrs. Ohta as she gave them a look. "That alone destroys any credibility you two have with building any and all defense," as she sighed. She faced Genma. "Not to mention your criminal record Mr. Saotome from the past. It's not a good look for you two. I wish it wasn't so."
"If we were to agree," exhaled Nodoka as she grew determined. "I'd want to see our child," as Genma nodded in agreement.
"I agree," added Genma. "I think that's reasonable," as he saw his lawyer nod.
(So that's what part of this is.) Genma thought. (My crimes from over sixteen years ago. Is coming back to bite me in the ass.) He sighed. (I was a stupid young man then and now it's going to cost me big time. Ugh.)
"Very well," soothed Mrs. Ohta. "If you consider the possible plea deal, they'll give you, I'll see if it can be included," as they saw Haya, Officer Okano, and Officer Kuba stroll into the meeting room. They took seats next to each other on the opposite side of Genma, Nodoka, and Mrs. Ohta. Haya opened a laptop before her.
"Evening, Mr. and Mrs. Saotome," began Haya. "Well, shall we get started?"
"What's there to talk about," growled Genma as he waved his right hand. "We did nothing wrong; I was training my son to be…"
"See," interrupted Officer Kuba. "As we told you. Japan takes compulsory education very seriously," as she took a deep breath. "Both of you were warned for a long time to have your child attend school which was made worse by that repeat year."
"You Mr. Saotome," lectured Officer Okano. "Chose to ignore the staff even when the school said they'd fax the file to the police," as he took a breath. "Which they did. You didn't think because it's been months that we'd forget, did you?"
"And you Mrs. Saotome," added Officer Kuba. "Knew that your husband was walking on eggshells and that you'd better insist on your child to attend school," as Nodoka opened her mouth. "You chose not to," as she giggled. "Now we got Miyu in custody, you two in jail, and with the grey laws of Jusenkyo, and the violation of education laws the government has options."
"What do you mean," gasped out Nodoka. "What has the government planned?"
"Very simply," replied Haya. "We got your daughter in custody, and she's being prepped for surgery to keep her female for life before she's sent to Correctional Education for Girls," as she gave a cute smile. "I'd get used to having a daughter named Miyu Saotome."
"You can't do that," cried Nodoka. "I have a son. His name is Ranma," as tears fell down her face.
"Yes," raged Genma. "We made mistakes. Surely though they are minor…" His face torn with anger before he saw his lawyer shake her head. "I paid for my crimes from years ago. Surely you can let us go with a slap on the wrist?"
"The government considers these crimes very serious," replied Officer Kuba. "You two are being charged with a count of child neglect," as both Genma and Nodoka blanched a very deep red. "Furthermore, Genma you have been charged with two counts of failure to notify authorities of Jusenkyo curses."
"By my count," mocked Officer Okano. "That means Mrs. Saotome you are looking at least six years in prison while your husband is looking at least fourteen years if not more," as he grinned. "However, you two have a chance to get out of this."
"Remember my advice from earlier," Mrs. Ohta began. "Mr. and Mrs. Saotome. I'd consider it," as she gave her clients a smile. "I'd do my best in the trial, but we know…"
"What do we have to do?" Genma asked.
(I can't go to prison.) Genma thought. (I had plans.) He took a breath. (If our lawyer doesn't think we have a chance to win then I guess we fold.) He slumped his shoulders. (It's better than getting defeated in a court case we can't win.)
"Yea," agreed Nodoka. She held out her for her husband to hold her hand. He squeezed her hand gently. "What's the deal?"
"You'll sign a plea deal with the government," Haya began as she gave a very stern look that showed she meant business. "You'll be released in a day or two, three years of parole, sign an agreement that Miyu is your daughter." She paused. "And that you'll send her to Correctional Education for Girls for a period of one year to address her school delinquency violations."
"It's a sweet deal," added Officer Otano. "We all know the courts will rule against you two. The evidence is ironclad," as Genma and Nodoka grew pale as they began to think. "And since Genma you have a criminal record, it shows a willful pattern of violating laws."
"He's right Nodoka," sighed Genma. "We both made mistakes," as his wife nodded in agreement with him. "They seem ready to make an example out of us," as he sighed. "I can't be in prison for that number of years. We both can't," as he hugged her. "We had plans," as he saw her squirm in her seat.
Genma gulped, his face bright red, as he looked at the serious expression on Haya's face, Officer Otano's face and lastly on Officer Kuba's face. Genma's face slowly turned normal.
"We failed as parents my love," continued Genma a moment later. "And yet with help the government will fix the mistakes we made with Miyu," as he shifted in his seat. "I don't see how we can win the trial anymore," as he faced Haya again. Then he faced his wife once more. "Plus, they still have Miyu in their custody."
"I…I…" Nodoka cried as she shifted in her seat. "You are right. We messed up and now we must pay for it. I'll agree," as she looked up. "Not much else we can do. This decision regarding Miyu would be made the same if we took the deal or not. Right?"
"That's right," affirmed Officer Kuba as both parents sighed. "You did this to yourselves Mr. and Mrs. Saotome…"
"My clients have one request," interrupted Mrs. Ohta as she saw her client's nod at her in agreement. "They'll agree to this plea deal if they get to see their daughter Miyu regularly at the Correctional Education for Girls."
"I'd agree to that," Haya began. She looked at the two officers and saw them nod at her in agreement. "You two understand that the Correctional Education for Girls allows visitors once a month assuming the girl in question is well behaved," as Nodoka and Genma nodded. "Good. Then I'll be out with your lawyer, and the officers as we put together a deal for you two."
"Very well," sighed Nodoka. "I agree," as she began to cry.
"Same," added Genma as he held his wife's hand as he saw everyone else shuffle out of the interrogation room. He heard the door close, heard a click as the door locked. "Well, Nodoka. The goose has been cooked this time."
"No kidding," sobbed Nodoka as she shook her head sadly. "We both messed up this time, but I…What is Miyu doing right now?"
"I wish I knew," replied Genma. "I haven't seen her in over a week," as he stared into his wife's eyes, and he attempted to wipe away her tears…
Early the next morning, Mrs. Morita walked into the Prime Minsters Office. She saw Prime Minister Koya Arai at his desk. His black hair had some grey. His eyes focused on his computer monitor. He wore a black business suit, pants, socks, and dress shoes. Mrs. Morita walked over to the desk. He looked up at her and sighed.
"I'm busy Mrs. Morita," sighed Prime Minister Koya Arai as he motioned with his right hand for her to take a seat. "Keep it quick."
"Yes sir," began Mrs. Morita as she took a seat. "Prime Minister Arai," as he looked at her. "I'm here to talk about the Saotome case and their…"
"Yes…Yes…I know," snapped Prime Minster Arai. "I got several faxes from you, the police, the hospital, and multiple branches of the government," as he took a breath. "Honestly it's not worth my time," as he looked at his monitor again. "It's just one family."
"Yes sir," sighed Mrs. Morita. "It's just we need to set an example," as he looked up and lightly smiled.
"That is what I agree with you, and the rest of the government on," Prime Minster Arai said. "It's why I already have approved your plan," as he got back to work. "Now that you know see yourself out," as he took a deep breath. "I got more important things to do than deal with one small family, and their delinquent daughter…"
"Yes sir," chirped Mrs. Morita as she smiled.
(Good. That was easy.) Mrs. Morita thought as she stood up. (Looks like I succeeded.) She smiled. (Good. That's half of my task done. Now for the rest of it…)
"I'm sorry," sighed Prime Minster Arai. "I got several calls earlier today about several national and international issues that came up this morning," as he held his hands to his head. "I suddenly got my hands full," as he gave her a smile. "I agree with you all on this," as he took a breath. "Now no offense I got a long day. Goodbye."
"Yes sir," gushed Mrs. Morita. "We'll take care of this problem, so you don't have too sir," as she bowed and began to leave.
"Great," praised Prime Minster Arai. "I'll leave it to you," as he got back to work. "Good day Mrs. Morita."
"Have a good day, sir," Mrs. Morita said as she left the office as she beamed to no one with a very happy smile.
(Well, that's one way to deal with the Saotome issue.) Mrs. Morita thought got in the elevator. She pressed a button and…