Hey everybody! i just had to do this! I keep drawing these parallels between my favorite manga (s- what is the plural for manga? anyway-) so this is just me fooling around. Its goingto be short, and it's not really related to my CC + FB crossover. I just have Li there to explain magical terms, otherwise it would just be Kyo... and if you think really hard you'll come up with a scenario that just turns me to giggles whenever i thinkof a fight between Ranma andKyo...
so onwith the show- None of the characters in this fan fic belong to me, they are the propertys of Clamp, Natsuki Takaya, and Rumiko Takahashi.
Kyo Sohma had bright orange hair that had been the scourge of his younger days, still whenever anyone taunted him about it he would defend himself. Kyo had started martial arts because the man who adopted him after his mother died had been a sensei at their familys dojo. The Sohma's were all inclusive, the talents that lead them down the famed path of mastery in their art were prized. Kyo was a natural at fighting, but he had not found a style he felt he could adapt to his own. He asked his closest friend to walk with him in a tour of dojos in their district.
Syaoran Li met Kyo when they were children. An incident involving an ancient magic and Kyo's own family curse had tied the boys together and despite, or maybe because of this, they found themselves friends in their later years. Li was from China, sprouted from a long line of wizards and martial arts masters, he had learned everything he possibly could before moving to Tomoeda, Japan, to search for a missing link in his family's legacy.
They were as different as night and day. One with bright orange hair and a temper quickly set to full blast, the other with calm brown features and a settled, disciplined soul. Nevertheless they set out to find a challenge worthy of their separate goals.
The boys found themselves outside a dojo in Tokyo, just a quick train ride from their hometown, where a printed wooden sign held their interest.
They stood in front of the dojo, their eyes reading the sign to the left of the doors.
"Anything Goes Martial Arts School." Kyo crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head in puzzlement. "Indiscriminate Grappling,huh?"
"I believe it means that they will take on any skill and fight with it." Li was slightly more versed in the lore surrounding the dojo. "I heard that once they entered a figure skating competition."
"They fought on ice skates?" Kyo stood straight and looked at Li with the same expression he gave the sign. "That could get dangerous with sharp skates."
"Hai." Li, as impassive as ever, agreed.
"Sounds interesting, you wanna go in?"
"Hai."
The two teenage boys were greeted at the door by a young woman in an apron. Obviously they had taken her away from her cleaning.
"Welcome, my name is Kasume Tendo, may I help you?" she flipped the end of a dark brown pony-tail over her shoulder and bowed politely. Kyo and Li each bowed back, Kyo looked at Li to begin introductions.
"I am Syaoran Li, this is Kyo Sohma. We have heard interesting things about your dojo, we were wondering if the sensei were in?"
Before Kasumi could answer a gust of wind shot past her. Her skirt ruffled as Li blinked.
"Was that a panda?"
They were lead into the practice room. Kasumi assured them that she would find her father and send him to them to explain the practices of Anything Goes.
"Please just wait here. Thank you." She left with a head bow and slid the door closed behind her.
"That was a panda." Li stated as Kyo looked over to him.
"And a young girl, the young girl was chasing the panda." Just because he was confused didn't mean that he missed much.
"I guess it's a common thing in this house, to have a panda fighting a young girl." Li took a breath and let it out, "this could get interesting."
The door slid open, the young girl in question stepped inside.
"Crazy old-man." she drawled, then paused and looked at the two boys. "Oi, who are you?" she demanded, crossing her arms over an impressive chest. Her red pony-tail was braided and stuck out at an odd angle from her head, her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"We are students of the arts. Your sign outside was puzzling. We were waiting for your sensei for an explanation." Li answered without giving his name. The young girl was rude for demanding it, so he did not feel the need to enlighten her.
"My sensei, cheah, right." she snorted.
"Are you not a student here?" Li asked, his formality impressing Kyo, who felt like popping at the girls rudeness.
"No. I'll eventually be the master here, so I guess I could enlighten you, as you put it." She flopped down on the cushion in front of Li, her elbow resting on one knee, her chin resting on her fist.
"Excuse me?"
"Oi, sorry, I'm Ranma Saotome, I'm the heir to the vast Anything Goes Martial Arts legacy." she bowed her head belatedly recalling manners. "Sorry I was so abrupt, my dad won't leave me alo…" she paused, then jumped to the side as a dagger suddenly appeared in her cushion. Muttering under her breath she stalked to the sliding paper doors. "Whoever threw that better show themselves now!"
"I think we may have come on the wrong day." Kyo leaned over to whisper to Li.
"This is interesting." Li's eye's narrowed.
"What?"
"Her aura is exceptionally static." Li heard Kyo's sigh and put up with his friends exasperation. "Well it is Kyo. This girl is not what she seems. And the panda currently sitting on a branch in that tree outside has a similar aura." Ranma looked over at Li and smiled.
"He'll come down eventually, when he realizes he's been-" Ranma turned her back and walked back to the cushion, plucked the dagger out of it and resumed her seated position. "He left. Hopefully he'll leave me alone for the rest of the day."
"He?"
"My father." Ranma nodded out the window, "He's the panda."
"He is cursed?" Kyo asked, trying to fit it in with what he knew of curses.
"We fell into some cursed springs a year ago." Ranma shrugged, "He turns into a panda every now and again." he didn't mention though, that Genma Saotome seemed to prefer being a panda to a human.
"You have not found a cure yet?"
"Hey, my entire being is filled with finding a cure!"
"Having your father turn into a panda must be difficult for you." Kyo sympathized.
"Hell no, he can be a stupid panda if he wants!" Ranma spat out.
"Ranma?"
"Kasumi?
"I cannot find my father, would you like to show these two around the dojo?" Kasumi smiled pleasantly as she opened the door to the hall. "Akane is practicing in the lower room, I'm sure she'd show these two basics if you were to join her."
"Oi, tomboy is practicing? Should I change or…?" Ranma got up and started unbuttoning her shirt. Li and Kyo looked away hastily.
"Ranma!" Kasumi scolded and crossed the room. "Modesty, please!" She grabbed Ranma's hand as the girl smirked.
"They'd find out sooner or later Kasumi, and I don't want to get this shirt wet again! It'll fade, and its my favorite shirt!"
"Turn around at least! I'll go get you some hot water."
Kasumi left the room with a huff. Kyo's cheeks were burning bright red, Li just set his face into a stony indifference.
"Sorry, sometimes I forget about that whole female thing." Ranma shrugged, "I spent the majority of my childhood camping and training with my dad, modesty isn't really something we spent a lot of time on."
"Ranma, no excuses, here give me that shirt." she grabbed the shirt from Ranma's hand and gave her a hot kettle of water. Without warning Ranma dumped the entire steaming cauldron over her head.
HIS head…
Li watched, transfixed, as the young girl sprouted several inches in height and lost several more from her chest. Muscles formed along his limbs that could only come from several years of constant practice and toning, while the bright red hair dulled into a jet black that rivaled coal.
"Some curse…" Kyo breathed out, wishing it was so easy for him.
Ranma Saotome, the boy version, stood in front of the others and shook the water from his braid. His voice was much deeper than Kyo had gotten used to when he thanked Kasumi for the water and took back his shirt.
"Come on, lets go find my fiance, we'll show you round."
so, whatdya tink so far? eh?