Teacher ½
Prologue
Ranma Saotome was doing what he did best, the Art. The Art was the one thing that he could become completely focused on, despite all the chaos that went on in his life. Even when a new fiancé showed up, or some wandering martial artist with a new, twisted style, he could always rely on his training to keep his mind at ease. That is why he was currently in the dojo, running through the various katas he knew.
When one thinks of fighting, it is unlikely they would picture it as a thing of beauty. Yet, as Akane and Nabiki sttod at the entryway to the dojo, that is the one thing they could think of to describe Ranma's workout. The way he moved with such raw power and yet utter control; the way every action, every movement, held grace and form few, if any, could rival.
After watching for a few more moments, Nabiki finally decided it was time to turn in and get some shut eye, tomorrow was an important day after all. Akane watched Nabiki leave, then turned back to Ranma. Finally decided it was late enough, she called out to him.
"Hey Baka" Akane said to a mid-air Ranma, "tomorrows the first day of class. You should go to bed or you'll be tired all day tomorrow." After a few seconds she hastily added, "not that I care, hmph!"
And with that, Akane left the dojo and returned to the house. Ranma landed and watched her retreating figure. How he did not want to think about school right now. That was precisely the reason he came here in the first place.
"Another year at Furinkan" Ranma grumbled, not wanting to think about poetry spouting kendoists or energy-draining teachers.
Finally done with his workout, Ranma left the dojo to head inside, but a bright light in the distance caught his attention. After all this time in Nerima, Ranma's danger sense had become more delicate and precise than the most advanced of machines. That's why right now, a voice in his head was telling. no, screaming at him, "The light is trouble! Keep away from it! DON'T GO INTO THE LIGHT!!!"
There is a well known saying of, "Curiosity killed the cat." Unfortunately for our pigtailed martial artist, the mention of the furry feline always made him quake with fear, never allowing him to learn the moral of the old saying. And so now, one aqua-transsexual martial artist was roof hopping to the source of the light, which just happened to be the soccer field behind Furinkan High.
Upon arrival, Ranma saw that which could only describe a spaceship. He may not be an expert on the subject, but Ranma recognized what appeared to be a U.F.O. from some sci-fi manga. not that he read those, of course not! It wasn't manly after all.
Underneath the ship, a glowing light emerged on the ground. After a few moments, a woman with dark pink hair and a black, skintight, black body suit appeared within the light.
Looking up to the ship, the mysterious woman called out, "Marie, engage all cloaking devices and hide the ship. This is a priority one!"
As if in response to the order, the ship shimmered for a moment, then disappeared altogether. Ranma stood just outside the field with his mouth hanging open. Sure, a lot of weird stuff had happened around him, and while this was hardly the worst, it was easily on the top ten list.
It was at this time the woman happened to look in the direction Ranma was standing, and consequently, see him standing there watching the entire event. Ranma was likewise looking at her, and what he saw scared him to his very core, even worse than cats. The face she was looking at him was not a happy one, and Ranma had learned an un-happy woman was a thing to be feared above all else.
Before anything else could transpire in those few, brief moments, Ranma's martial arts kicked in, and the training with his father for those ten years took hold of him, allowing him to use the Saotome School of Anything Goes Final Technique. Ranma ran away, back to the dojo, at a pace that would make an Olympic athlete green with envy.
The beautiful woman could only blink at the cloud of dust where the young man had once been, "Oh no. I had best find out who he his so he doesn't blow my cover."
Ranma finally came to a stop when he entered the room by way of the window that he shared with his father since they came to live at the dojo. Breathing somewhat heavily, Ranma shook off the feeling of impending doom, hoping that this would blow over. Walking to his closet, Ranma pulled out his bath supplies and headed to the furo. Seeing that the furo was empty, Ranma undressed and dumped cold water on himself. The usual change occurred and instead of a handsome young man, there was now a cute red headed girl. After scrubbing herself off, said girl stepped into the hot water of the furo, once again changing into a guy.
Ranma relaxed in the hot waters as he tried not to think about any of his problems and let himself slip away into a blissful state of mind. Alas, things like this are not meant to last forever. Ranma finally emerged from the calming waters, dried himself off, and put on a pair of shorts and a sleeveless white shirt.
Ranma headed to bed to see his father already asleep and still in his panda form.
"Stupid Oyaji" Ranma muttered, "You'd think he likes being a panda."
Not bothering to think on it anymore, the tired teenager crawled under the blankets of his futon and fell into a peaceful slumber.
The next day began as usual for one Ranma Saotome, that being flying through the air and landing in a koi pond.
"Damn it Pop!" screamed the irate redhead, "Can't I sleep in, just once!"
In response, a panda landed just outside the pond and held up a sign that read, "Foolish boy! Your getting lazy in your training! How can my own son abandon the Art which I strived so hard to teach to him?!"
Said panda then began crying fake tears of sorrow and remorse. During this time, Ranma-chan came up behind him and punted him into the pond as well. A very wet and angry panda stood up and growfd a few times while waiving his arms in the air.
"Mr. Saotome, Ranma, breakfast is ready!" the chestnut haired eldest Tendo daughter named Kasumi called out.
Genma-panda and Ranma-chan both walked in the house. Genma instantly began eating the bamboo on his plate, while Ranma scarfed down her own food at an inhumanly rate.
"Why good morning everyone" Nabiki called in a chipper voice as she descended the stairs. All in the room looked at her as if she had grown another head. Nabiki wasn't usually a morning person, but today was special. Today was the first day of school, which meant she could once again begin collecting money from all the suckers. err, all her fellow classmates for her generous services! Right!
Akane stood up from the table, grabbed her bag, and headed towards the door while calling behind her, "You better hurry Ranma, or you'll be late!"
Having just finished his fourth helping, Ranma grudgingly agreed and followed quickly behind. Running along the fence above Akane, Ranma briefly thought about the odd woman (AN: He doesn't really have any right thinking anyone else is odd), but quickly dismissed it, thinking he would probably never see her again.
Rushing ahead, Ranma mentally counted down, "3.2.1."
"Hold there foul knave!" a voice called out.
Ranma stopped and sighed, "Nice to see you too Kuno"
A teenager stepped out from behind a tree. He had a blue kendo uniform on and was holding a bokken, "Saotome, you foul sorcerer! I shall not allow thee to desecrate these hollowed grounds any longer! For I am Tatewaki Kuno, the Blue Thunder of urk!"
Ranma didn't even wait for a signal or Kuno to complete his idiotic introduction. With one well placed kick, Kuno was sent flying to some other district of Japan. Ranma hoped Kuno wouldn't land in Juuban again. The idiot had caused quite some trouble while their last time, and some strange girls had threatened his life, among other things, should he ever send the kendoist there way again.
In a temple in Juuban, a group of five girls sneezed before returning to their usual activities.
With the morning ritual complete once again, Ranma and Akane ventured into Furinkan once again. Upon arriving in class, Akane immediately went to talk to her friends, Yuka and Sayuri. Ranma merely rest is head on his desk and began to fall asleep. Before he could however, Hiroshi and Daisuke both came over and started talking to him.
Hiroshi tapped Ranmas shoulder, "Hey Ranma, you here the news?"
"Huh?" he mumbled intelligently.
Daisuke continued, "We got a new teacher this year for science."
Ranma merely groaned and went back to falling sleep. He didn't really care about getting a new teacher.
Hiroshi and Daisuke continued their conversation however, "Man, I hope it's a woman!" Hiroshi said with a lustful grin.
"Yeah" Daisuke grinned the same, "I hope she's as hot as Ms. Hinakos adult form."
This woke Ranma up quickly. He already had a one psycho teacher to deal with, not to mention a demented Hawaiian principle. Another weirdo was the last thing he needed.
Just then, the door opened and in walked a beautiful woman wearing a black skirt, red vest, and a light tan button up shirt.
What Ranma noticed most was her dark pink hair. His eyes bugged out as he realized this was the same woman from the previous night. Akane of course mistook this reaction for him ogling the new teacher and began to growl while a red battle aura grew around her.
The woman seemed to ignore this as she came to the head of the class, smiled beautifully, and began speaking, "Hello! I am Ms. Mizuho Kazami, and I will be your new teacher!
Authors Notes:
Wow, So my first chapter of my first story is done! Whoo hoo! Anyways, I'm really looking forward to writing this story and have a few really good ideas for the beginning. I kindly ask that if I got ANY names wrong, please correct me. I had to do Akanes friends names from memory, as well as the two guys who hang out with Ranma. Also, I couldn't find a place with the spelling of Mizuho's last name for the life of me.
Well, anyways, I hoped any of you who read this liked it so far. Please R&R, and hopefully you can expect the next chapter in less than a week.
Prologue
Ranma Saotome was doing what he did best, the Art. The Art was the one thing that he could become completely focused on, despite all the chaos that went on in his life. Even when a new fiancé showed up, or some wandering martial artist with a new, twisted style, he could always rely on his training to keep his mind at ease. That is why he was currently in the dojo, running through the various katas he knew.
When one thinks of fighting, it is unlikely they would picture it as a thing of beauty. Yet, as Akane and Nabiki sttod at the entryway to the dojo, that is the one thing they could think of to describe Ranma's workout. The way he moved with such raw power and yet utter control; the way every action, every movement, held grace and form few, if any, could rival.
After watching for a few more moments, Nabiki finally decided it was time to turn in and get some shut eye, tomorrow was an important day after all. Akane watched Nabiki leave, then turned back to Ranma. Finally decided it was late enough, she called out to him.
"Hey Baka" Akane said to a mid-air Ranma, "tomorrows the first day of class. You should go to bed or you'll be tired all day tomorrow." After a few seconds she hastily added, "not that I care, hmph!"
And with that, Akane left the dojo and returned to the house. Ranma landed and watched her retreating figure. How he did not want to think about school right now. That was precisely the reason he came here in the first place.
"Another year at Furinkan" Ranma grumbled, not wanting to think about poetry spouting kendoists or energy-draining teachers.
Finally done with his workout, Ranma left the dojo to head inside, but a bright light in the distance caught his attention. After all this time in Nerima, Ranma's danger sense had become more delicate and precise than the most advanced of machines. That's why right now, a voice in his head was telling. no, screaming at him, "The light is trouble! Keep away from it! DON'T GO INTO THE LIGHT!!!"
There is a well known saying of, "Curiosity killed the cat." Unfortunately for our pigtailed martial artist, the mention of the furry feline always made him quake with fear, never allowing him to learn the moral of the old saying. And so now, one aqua-transsexual martial artist was roof hopping to the source of the light, which just happened to be the soccer field behind Furinkan High.
Upon arrival, Ranma saw that which could only describe a spaceship. He may not be an expert on the subject, but Ranma recognized what appeared to be a U.F.O. from some sci-fi manga. not that he read those, of course not! It wasn't manly after all.
Underneath the ship, a glowing light emerged on the ground. After a few moments, a woman with dark pink hair and a black, skintight, black body suit appeared within the light.
Looking up to the ship, the mysterious woman called out, "Marie, engage all cloaking devices and hide the ship. This is a priority one!"
As if in response to the order, the ship shimmered for a moment, then disappeared altogether. Ranma stood just outside the field with his mouth hanging open. Sure, a lot of weird stuff had happened around him, and while this was hardly the worst, it was easily on the top ten list.
It was at this time the woman happened to look in the direction Ranma was standing, and consequently, see him standing there watching the entire event. Ranma was likewise looking at her, and what he saw scared him to his very core, even worse than cats. The face she was looking at him was not a happy one, and Ranma had learned an un-happy woman was a thing to be feared above all else.
Before anything else could transpire in those few, brief moments, Ranma's martial arts kicked in, and the training with his father for those ten years took hold of him, allowing him to use the Saotome School of Anything Goes Final Technique. Ranma ran away, back to the dojo, at a pace that would make an Olympic athlete green with envy.
The beautiful woman could only blink at the cloud of dust where the young man had once been, "Oh no. I had best find out who he his so he doesn't blow my cover."
Ranma finally came to a stop when he entered the room by way of the window that he shared with his father since they came to live at the dojo. Breathing somewhat heavily, Ranma shook off the feeling of impending doom, hoping that this would blow over. Walking to his closet, Ranma pulled out his bath supplies and headed to the furo. Seeing that the furo was empty, Ranma undressed and dumped cold water on himself. The usual change occurred and instead of a handsome young man, there was now a cute red headed girl. After scrubbing herself off, said girl stepped into the hot water of the furo, once again changing into a guy.
Ranma relaxed in the hot waters as he tried not to think about any of his problems and let himself slip away into a blissful state of mind. Alas, things like this are not meant to last forever. Ranma finally emerged from the calming waters, dried himself off, and put on a pair of shorts and a sleeveless white shirt.
Ranma headed to bed to see his father already asleep and still in his panda form.
"Stupid Oyaji" Ranma muttered, "You'd think he likes being a panda."
Not bothering to think on it anymore, the tired teenager crawled under the blankets of his futon and fell into a peaceful slumber.
The next day began as usual for one Ranma Saotome, that being flying through the air and landing in a koi pond.
"Damn it Pop!" screamed the irate redhead, "Can't I sleep in, just once!"
In response, a panda landed just outside the pond and held up a sign that read, "Foolish boy! Your getting lazy in your training! How can my own son abandon the Art which I strived so hard to teach to him?!"
Said panda then began crying fake tears of sorrow and remorse. During this time, Ranma-chan came up behind him and punted him into the pond as well. A very wet and angry panda stood up and growfd a few times while waiving his arms in the air.
"Mr. Saotome, Ranma, breakfast is ready!" the chestnut haired eldest Tendo daughter named Kasumi called out.
Genma-panda and Ranma-chan both walked in the house. Genma instantly began eating the bamboo on his plate, while Ranma scarfed down her own food at an inhumanly rate.
"Why good morning everyone" Nabiki called in a chipper voice as she descended the stairs. All in the room looked at her as if she had grown another head. Nabiki wasn't usually a morning person, but today was special. Today was the first day of school, which meant she could once again begin collecting money from all the suckers. err, all her fellow classmates for her generous services! Right!
Akane stood up from the table, grabbed her bag, and headed towards the door while calling behind her, "You better hurry Ranma, or you'll be late!"
Having just finished his fourth helping, Ranma grudgingly agreed and followed quickly behind. Running along the fence above Akane, Ranma briefly thought about the odd woman (AN: He doesn't really have any right thinking anyone else is odd), but quickly dismissed it, thinking he would probably never see her again.
Rushing ahead, Ranma mentally counted down, "3.2.1."
"Hold there foul knave!" a voice called out.
Ranma stopped and sighed, "Nice to see you too Kuno"
A teenager stepped out from behind a tree. He had a blue kendo uniform on and was holding a bokken, "Saotome, you foul sorcerer! I shall not allow thee to desecrate these hollowed grounds any longer! For I am Tatewaki Kuno, the Blue Thunder of urk!"
Ranma didn't even wait for a signal or Kuno to complete his idiotic introduction. With one well placed kick, Kuno was sent flying to some other district of Japan. Ranma hoped Kuno wouldn't land in Juuban again. The idiot had caused quite some trouble while their last time, and some strange girls had threatened his life, among other things, should he ever send the kendoist there way again.
In a temple in Juuban, a group of five girls sneezed before returning to their usual activities.
With the morning ritual complete once again, Ranma and Akane ventured into Furinkan once again. Upon arriving in class, Akane immediately went to talk to her friends, Yuka and Sayuri. Ranma merely rest is head on his desk and began to fall asleep. Before he could however, Hiroshi and Daisuke both came over and started talking to him.
Hiroshi tapped Ranmas shoulder, "Hey Ranma, you here the news?"
"Huh?" he mumbled intelligently.
Daisuke continued, "We got a new teacher this year for science."
Ranma merely groaned and went back to falling sleep. He didn't really care about getting a new teacher.
Hiroshi and Daisuke continued their conversation however, "Man, I hope it's a woman!" Hiroshi said with a lustful grin.
"Yeah" Daisuke grinned the same, "I hope she's as hot as Ms. Hinakos adult form."
This woke Ranma up quickly. He already had a one psycho teacher to deal with, not to mention a demented Hawaiian principle. Another weirdo was the last thing he needed.
Just then, the door opened and in walked a beautiful woman wearing a black skirt, red vest, and a light tan button up shirt.
What Ranma noticed most was her dark pink hair. His eyes bugged out as he realized this was the same woman from the previous night. Akane of course mistook this reaction for him ogling the new teacher and began to growl while a red battle aura grew around her.
The woman seemed to ignore this as she came to the head of the class, smiled beautifully, and began speaking, "Hello! I am Ms. Mizuho Kazami, and I will be your new teacher!
Authors Notes:
Wow, So my first chapter of my first story is done! Whoo hoo! Anyways, I'm really looking forward to writing this story and have a few really good ideas for the beginning. I kindly ask that if I got ANY names wrong, please correct me. I had to do Akanes friends names from memory, as well as the two guys who hang out with Ranma. Also, I couldn't find a place with the spelling of Mizuho's last name for the life of me.
Well, anyways, I hoped any of you who read this liked it so far. Please R&R, and hopefully you can expect the next chapter in less than a week.