OH MY!
She's actually Posting again!
RUUUUN!
hehe.. sorry
Yes, I'm back.. and with Chapter 5. I was intending to have this be
the final chapter of the series.. but I got Writter's block, and thus
finished it a little too short. I appologize for that. But I'm
Tinkering with ideas for Chapter 6.. which _will_ be the final
chapter.... I hope.
I'd reeally appreciate any C&C of any form!
You're funny if you think Ranma and all things related to it belongs to
me.. heh.. nah.. it belongs to the great Rumiko Takahashi (We're not
worthing of her greatness!)
Enjoy!
Evil Kasumi
*~"She's really a very sweet girl. She's just a violent maniac!"~*
~~~~~~~~~~**********~~~~~~~~~~
Chap. 5
How many roads must a man-among-men walk?
Flowing smoothly down it's path, the water heads toward an
unfamiliar place. It does not know what lies ahead, only what it has
passed through. One instant, it could be heading downstream, toward
the vast free ocean, the next instant it may find itself trickling down
a storm-drain, to fester in the stench-filled sewers, like what this
particular stream was about to find out.
A lone traveler steps over the stream of rain-water as he
attempted to cross the street. He did not fancy the idea of getting
wet. Expensive shoes? Not particularly. His clothes are worn thin,
and tattered in areas. Were not for the leg-binders, this author would
have to then write that the traveler was wearing "pedal-pushers", but
such was not the case.
Ryouga did not bother to look up at where he was going. What
was the use of that? He would not recognize where he was, nor would it
help in getting to his final destination; the Tendo Dojo. Did he
really want to be there? He was having doubts about that. The
situations involved had indeed become complicated to say the least...
Okay okay.. things have really been shot to Hell!
Perhaps he should ignore all that was said so that things can
go back to normal? That way he can find his way back to Nerima, pay
Saotome back for the Hell endured and live happily ever after with
Akane by his side? Yeah right! As if things could ever be that easy?
This is all Saotome's fault! All three of them! And..... and there's
not a thing in Hell he can do about it. Damn. Ryouga gripped his
umbrella tighter in frustration. Although the rain had let up a little
while back, he wasn't going to take any chances.
Letting curiosity getting the best of him, he looks up to take
in his surroundings. He's in a some sort of residential area. Well,
at least it's not a forest, or anything of the sort. Upon closer
inspection of one of the houses, he could tell he wasn't in Nerima.
There were no repair patches in any of the walls. It's a very nice
neighborhood, to say the least. Especially with the view of that big
mountain in the background. Hmmm... There's something about that
mountain, something familiar. Ugh! What is it? FUGI! That's it! That's
Mount Fugi! Well, whoop-dee-doo. Wasn't there a "Mount Fugi" in Matsue
as well? Hmph! If you've seen one Mount Fugi, you've seen 'em all.
Now.. with that settled, how does one get to Nerima from here?
Ryouga sighs, and resumes walking: Head low, and umbrella up
high. As he walks down the road, we look back to the front of the
house where he was standing by. In the corner of the wall, above the
letter chute, there shines a plaque. Not just any old plaque, this
particular one had the name "Hibiki" upon it. Oh well.
When it comes to a obtaining peace of mind, or relaxation of
the spirit, there are several forms of mediations, or "Zen" as one
would call it, used; Za-zen (sitting-Zen), Do-Zen (moving-Zen), and
San-Zen-in.... okay maybe not the latter. For Ukyou Kuonji, okonomiyaki
making was no different. True, almost anyone can make okonomiyaki, but
it takes a life-time of dedication to master it! One must time the
moment right, to flip it and only the right amount of sauce will do. It
is an art. So, of course she'll get mighty tiffed if someone were to
interrupt her meditation.
The small bells rang out, announcing a customer. Ukyou looks
up from the grill to observe whether it was a "regular" or a
"newcomer".
"Ran-chan! Come-on in!"
Of course, there are those whom she didn't mind interrupting
her work.
"Hiya, Uk-chan."
"Why the long face, Ranma?" She asked, smiling at her own joke.
Ranma grumbled for a bit, not for the little play on his
namesake, but just for the heck of it. Otherwise kept quiet. Ukyou
deciding not to push the subject for now, went on adding finishing
touches to Ranma's okonomyiaki (sauce-drawn hearts and flowers). For a
while nothing is said.
"So.. Ranma.. how does it feel?" Ukyou asked casually, flipping
it so it landed face-up on Ranma's plate.
"Huh?"
"You know.. to have a brother?" She leaned over the grill,
resting her hands upon the counter, watching as Ranma began to inhale
the food.
"*Chomp* I wouren *gulp*.. I wouldn't know."
"B-but I thought you and Ryouga..."
"We're not brothers. He doesn't like the idea, and neither do
I and believe me, that's fine with me!" Ranma resumed eating his meal,
only with not as much gusto as before.
Ukyou, on the other hand, was in a slight panic! This was bad!
This just put a dander in her plans! She's gotta get Ranma and Ryouga
into good terms with each other, otherwise Ryouga won't become a
Saotome, having him take Ranma's place for the Saotome/Tendo agreement,
freeing Ranma from the deal, and having him all to herself!
AAAARRRGGHH!
"Uk-chan?"
"Yes, Ran-chan?" She asked, smiling innocently at him.
Ranma wanted to ask her if there was something personally wrong
with him. Ask why wouldn't Ryouga accept the fact that he's his
brother? Would it be so bad to have him as a brother? A hundred
questions bombarded his head. But if he were to let out his emotions
like so, he'd show weakness, and a martial artist should never show
weakness at anytime! He sighed, and got up from the wooden stool.
"Food was great! I gotta go, Mom's planning a surprise tonight,
so I best be going. Thanks alot Uk-chan!" And with that, he bounds out
the door.
"Uh.. sure, Ranchan.. bye."
Happosai was grinning like the maniac he was. He found it!
After hours of searching within his "treasures" he found it. Now.. if
only he remembered what exactly "it" was. He looks closely at the
metallic egg. It was about as big as he was, and just as shiny in the
head. (*BONK* Ow.. okay okay!) He walks around it, and begins to
think. Wasn't he supposed to collect eight of these and then a dragon
would emerge? No. Hah! Now he remembered. He picks up the large
metallic object, and throws it up into the air. Then shouts, with all
his might, the magic words!
"Pika-chu.. I choose you!"
*CLANG*
Uhm.. That didn't work.
Disappointed to say the least, he pulls out his pipe, and sits
crossed-legged on top of the eggie in contemplation. In other words he
was wondering how'd he'd get his money back for the stupid thing. After
half a minute in concupiscence.. Er.. contemplation, he figured he'd
just go to Kasumi, and ask for a biiig Omlette.
*Craaacck*
That wasn't a normal sound...
*Crik..Crk... Crrrrrrraaaack... Brekeeee!!*
Nope.. not normal at all...
Happosai looked down from where he was perched, and blinks.
Then again, _what_ was normal in Nerima?
*BRKEE!* *Flap... flap... swssh... swosh... swomph... vomph*
In fact.. this was so abstract.. it was ordinary. "Normal is
weird, and weird is normal," some say.
Perhaps he should leave this to his students. As a test or
something. Yeah, that's it! The beach in Nankoku was nice this time of
year. Oh boy!
Ryouga sat on a rock, somewhere near a creak, blinking
continuously from the aftermath of the day's events.
After wondering for some time, he found himself in a quaint
town of Akame-Akare, or something of the sort. Never remembered
passing through that town before. Anyway. It wasn't the pastel
colored animals that bothered him.. it was the fact that they could
talk! Sure they were liable to have anvils, hammers and 2-ton weights
dropped opon themselves and just spring out like some sort of
accordion.. that was normal, but his ears were still ringing from how
highly pitched they spoke. They were so Kawaii, his stomach swore off
sweets for a year. He was just about to leave, when his curse made an
unschedualed cameo. That's when Hell showed her Kawaii, red-haired
self.
P-chan cursed his fate for the umpteenth time. His clothes
were all muddy from the sprinkler system, and his pack was slowly
sinking into the mud. Damn. Perhaps he should ask that Blue Bunny for
some Hot Water. Definitly not the Pig... Han-ton.. or whatever it's
name was.. no. It'd just would make him wretch. P-chan let out a
piggish sigh, and strutted toward a nearby house. At first he didn't
think much of it, but then, he went inside the gates. Welcome to Hell.
Animals were locked up in tight cages. Their big eyes pleading for a
way out, even if it meant chewing their legs off. Some of the animals
were dead, their bones the only remains that they had ever existed, the
others, wished they were as lucky as their peers. Ryouga felt shivers
run down his spine. He'll find hot water somewhere else. That was his
plan until he felt himself being levitated.
"OOOOO! A cute little piggy cutie-head has come to play with
me! Don't worry mister-piggy-pig! I'll take care of you! I'll Love ya,
and squeeze ya into Itty-bitty Pieces! Heehee!"
Love him? With desperate eyes, he turned to look at whom the
kawaii voice belonged too. What he saw, nearly made him face-fault.
Her hair was orange-red, not as bright as Ranma's, but red nontheless.
Was he to be tormented by red-heads all his life? She wore a
white-pleated skirt, and a turqouise-like blouse. Normal, if on
another girl.. except for one little detail. Adorning her hair, was a
bow.. with a miniature skull, probably a squirell's, hamster's.. or..
*Gulp* a pigglet's. Feeling something worse than death from this girl,
Ryouga struggled to free himself. But the girl's grip just tightened..
nearly causing him to black out. This girl can put Azusa to shame!
Anyway.. after a bone-crushing trip inside the house, the girl
carried him upstairs. He will never forget what happened afterwards.
First was humiliation via tea-party. He was Lady Bwee, dressed in
doll's clothing, and even had a miniature straw hat to compleate the
image. He had wished she use hot tea, but that was just hopefull
wishing. Then.. they played "doctor." ((Censors had threatened for
this author not to reveal any of the scenes, for it may be intimidating
for some audience members... of course I said I didn't have any.. but
anyway.. let's move on.)) Then, a lucky break.. if one would call it
lucky. The girl, Hell-myra.. suiting name actually... brought him back
upstairs for a bath. What came afterwards was all too familiar. The
girl threw the pig into scalding hot water, and out jumped a bare-naked
teenager. (Nekid except for a damn "censored" bar in the good places.)
Hell-myra blinks. Turns beet red, then faints.. having a funny look
on her face. Ryouga grabbed the censor bar, stretched it.. and used it
to tie up the girl. Nodding in appreciation, he grabs a towel, wraps
it around himself, and exits the house.. of course, not without freeing
the as many prisoners as he can. He would've freed more, had the girl
not re-awoken, and was now more determined to find the
"special-piggie." Of course.. Ryouga was running franticly toward the a
random destination, screaming bloody murder!
Durring his flee, he had stumbled on his pack, and dragged it
along with him, so now, he was again clothed and wondering about...
again. Ever so cautious if he was being followed. He had now reached
another town. Good, no pastel animals in sight! Searching for anyone
to tell him where he might be, he didn't notice someone running into
him until...
*OMPH!*
He looks down at the boy who crashed into him. He was wearing
a regular high-school uniform. Looked similar to that of Furinkan
High's. But then, most do. The boy looks up sheepishly, rubbing the
back of his head. He gets up and bows hastly to Ryouga.
"Sorry.. my fault."
The boy was just as meloncholy as he was, and seemed to
experience his share of troubles. But not as much as he had. He
doesn't change into a pig, or have kawaii murderers out for his hyde.
"Sure. Ano.. Do you know how to get to Furinkan High?"
The boy seemed to blink at this.
"Yeah. It's just ar.....Man!"
"What?"
The boy looks at Ryouga, sheepishly rubbing the back of his
neck, laughing.
"Sorry. Don't mind me.... Okay.. Furinkan, eh? You go..
*WACK*!"
The boy began to walk stiffly backwards.
"Hey! Where you going! If you don't know, you can at least say
so!"
"It's not that.. Birdy! I said I'm not fighting those things
again.. and stop! You're embarrasing me!" The boy then proceeded to
grab a nearby lampost, and hold on to dear life. The legs were still
walking mechanically, as if having a mind of their own. All the while,
Ryouga just stands there.. blinking at the oddity. What happened next
was a little too familiar, yet just as weird.
Something flashed in the boy's hand. Probably a watch, or
something. The watch began to glow, and the boy began to change
rapidly. What was then a scrawny black-haired boy, was now a woman
with half-red/half-white hair, and wearing a skimpy futuristic outfit.
She lets go of the lampost, and shakes her head.
"Tsutomu, I've got a job to do, remember? Now stop being a
wuss, and cooperate."
*Thud*
Birdy turned around, and saw the boy Tsutomu was talking to
earlier sprawled out on the floor, with swirlies for eyes and a trickle
of blood flowing from his nose. Birdy grinned sheepishly.
"Oops.. Well Soooo-ry.. forgot he was there! I don't care,
let's go."
And with that the interplanetary police officer bounded toward
the rooftops, nearly crashing, various times, into other roof-hoppers
of Nerima.
Ryouga sighed, as he finished remembering the events of the
day. After he had awoken, he had tried to find the shape-shifting boy.
He was probably a Jusenkyou cursed, and he'd be damned if he didn't
learn how the boy changed without water. Of course, he realized, he
was truly damned, because there was no trace of the boy anywhere. That
was pretty much his day. What was left to do, but break camp? He
rummaged into his bag, but not only did he find that his "camp" was
broken, but muddy, torn, trampled, incomplete and useless. Well.. the
tree was sort of comfy, now that he remembered.
Ryouga threw a rock into the creek. He later figured it was a
canal, since most creaks don't have cement banks. At least the bad
part of the day had passed. Compared to the day's events, everything
else would be like walking in sunshine.
"Ryikia?"
Then again.. too much sun, produces sunburn.
Ryouga looks up to see Nodoka heading toward him, hastely
pushing away any interference between herself and her newly-found son.
Upon reaching him, she pulls him up into a tight hug, then holds him
out in arm's length.
"Ryikia, where have you been? I've been looking all over for
you. I was so worried!"
"You were?"
"Oh, Ryikia, of course. I thought I lost you again!"
"Ryouga.."
"Excuse me?"
"It's... nevermind."
Nodoka slowly smiles.
"I know, dear. I'm sorry. It.. it just feels so right to call
you from your birth-name. Forgive me. I won't call you that name again.
Sit. We have much to talk about."
"We do?"
"Hai. Ryi.. Ryouga. We do."
((I'll stop here, because of my own personal reasons..
Okayokay.. I'm stumped on what to do next! But it'll pass. Till
Laterz!))
She's actually Posting again!
RUUUUN!
hehe.. sorry
Yes, I'm back.. and with Chapter 5. I was intending to have this be
the final chapter of the series.. but I got Writter's block, and thus
finished it a little too short. I appologize for that. But I'm
Tinkering with ideas for Chapter 6.. which _will_ be the final
chapter.... I hope.
I'd reeally appreciate any C&C of any form!
You're funny if you think Ranma and all things related to it belongs to
me.. heh.. nah.. it belongs to the great Rumiko Takahashi (We're not
worthing of her greatness!)
Enjoy!
Evil Kasumi
*~"She's really a very sweet girl. She's just a violent maniac!"~*
~~~~~~~~~~**********~~~~~~~~~~
Chap. 5
How many roads must a man-among-men walk?
Flowing smoothly down it's path, the water heads toward an
unfamiliar place. It does not know what lies ahead, only what it has
passed through. One instant, it could be heading downstream, toward
the vast free ocean, the next instant it may find itself trickling down
a storm-drain, to fester in the stench-filled sewers, like what this
particular stream was about to find out.
A lone traveler steps over the stream of rain-water as he
attempted to cross the street. He did not fancy the idea of getting
wet. Expensive shoes? Not particularly. His clothes are worn thin,
and tattered in areas. Were not for the leg-binders, this author would
have to then write that the traveler was wearing "pedal-pushers", but
such was not the case.
Ryouga did not bother to look up at where he was going. What
was the use of that? He would not recognize where he was, nor would it
help in getting to his final destination; the Tendo Dojo. Did he
really want to be there? He was having doubts about that. The
situations involved had indeed become complicated to say the least...
Okay okay.. things have really been shot to Hell!
Perhaps he should ignore all that was said so that things can
go back to normal? That way he can find his way back to Nerima, pay
Saotome back for the Hell endured and live happily ever after with
Akane by his side? Yeah right! As if things could ever be that easy?
This is all Saotome's fault! All three of them! And..... and there's
not a thing in Hell he can do about it. Damn. Ryouga gripped his
umbrella tighter in frustration. Although the rain had let up a little
while back, he wasn't going to take any chances.
Letting curiosity getting the best of him, he looks up to take
in his surroundings. He's in a some sort of residential area. Well,
at least it's not a forest, or anything of the sort. Upon closer
inspection of one of the houses, he could tell he wasn't in Nerima.
There were no repair patches in any of the walls. It's a very nice
neighborhood, to say the least. Especially with the view of that big
mountain in the background. Hmmm... There's something about that
mountain, something familiar. Ugh! What is it? FUGI! That's it! That's
Mount Fugi! Well, whoop-dee-doo. Wasn't there a "Mount Fugi" in Matsue
as well? Hmph! If you've seen one Mount Fugi, you've seen 'em all.
Now.. with that settled, how does one get to Nerima from here?
Ryouga sighs, and resumes walking: Head low, and umbrella up
high. As he walks down the road, we look back to the front of the
house where he was standing by. In the corner of the wall, above the
letter chute, there shines a plaque. Not just any old plaque, this
particular one had the name "Hibiki" upon it. Oh well.
When it comes to a obtaining peace of mind, or relaxation of
the spirit, there are several forms of mediations, or "Zen" as one
would call it, used; Za-zen (sitting-Zen), Do-Zen (moving-Zen), and
San-Zen-in.... okay maybe not the latter. For Ukyou Kuonji, okonomiyaki
making was no different. True, almost anyone can make okonomiyaki, but
it takes a life-time of dedication to master it! One must time the
moment right, to flip it and only the right amount of sauce will do. It
is an art. So, of course she'll get mighty tiffed if someone were to
interrupt her meditation.
The small bells rang out, announcing a customer. Ukyou looks
up from the grill to observe whether it was a "regular" or a
"newcomer".
"Ran-chan! Come-on in!"
Of course, there are those whom she didn't mind interrupting
her work.
"Hiya, Uk-chan."
"Why the long face, Ranma?" She asked, smiling at her own joke.
Ranma grumbled for a bit, not for the little play on his
namesake, but just for the heck of it. Otherwise kept quiet. Ukyou
deciding not to push the subject for now, went on adding finishing
touches to Ranma's okonomyiaki (sauce-drawn hearts and flowers). For a
while nothing is said.
"So.. Ranma.. how does it feel?" Ukyou asked casually, flipping
it so it landed face-up on Ranma's plate.
"Huh?"
"You know.. to have a brother?" She leaned over the grill,
resting her hands upon the counter, watching as Ranma began to inhale
the food.
"*Chomp* I wouren *gulp*.. I wouldn't know."
"B-but I thought you and Ryouga..."
"We're not brothers. He doesn't like the idea, and neither do
I and believe me, that's fine with me!" Ranma resumed eating his meal,
only with not as much gusto as before.
Ukyou, on the other hand, was in a slight panic! This was bad!
This just put a dander in her plans! She's gotta get Ranma and Ryouga
into good terms with each other, otherwise Ryouga won't become a
Saotome, having him take Ranma's place for the Saotome/Tendo agreement,
freeing Ranma from the deal, and having him all to herself!
AAAARRRGGHH!
"Uk-chan?"
"Yes, Ran-chan?" She asked, smiling innocently at him.
Ranma wanted to ask her if there was something personally wrong
with him. Ask why wouldn't Ryouga accept the fact that he's his
brother? Would it be so bad to have him as a brother? A hundred
questions bombarded his head. But if he were to let out his emotions
like so, he'd show weakness, and a martial artist should never show
weakness at anytime! He sighed, and got up from the wooden stool.
"Food was great! I gotta go, Mom's planning a surprise tonight,
so I best be going. Thanks alot Uk-chan!" And with that, he bounds out
the door.
"Uh.. sure, Ranchan.. bye."
Happosai was grinning like the maniac he was. He found it!
After hours of searching within his "treasures" he found it. Now.. if
only he remembered what exactly "it" was. He looks closely at the
metallic egg. It was about as big as he was, and just as shiny in the
head. (*BONK* Ow.. okay okay!) He walks around it, and begins to
think. Wasn't he supposed to collect eight of these and then a dragon
would emerge? No. Hah! Now he remembered. He picks up the large
metallic object, and throws it up into the air. Then shouts, with all
his might, the magic words!
"Pika-chu.. I choose you!"
*CLANG*
Uhm.. That didn't work.
Disappointed to say the least, he pulls out his pipe, and sits
crossed-legged on top of the eggie in contemplation. In other words he
was wondering how'd he'd get his money back for the stupid thing. After
half a minute in concupiscence.. Er.. contemplation, he figured he'd
just go to Kasumi, and ask for a biiig Omlette.
*Craaacck*
That wasn't a normal sound...
*Crik..Crk... Crrrrrrraaaack... Brekeeee!!*
Nope.. not normal at all...
Happosai looked down from where he was perched, and blinks.
Then again, _what_ was normal in Nerima?
*BRKEE!* *Flap... flap... swssh... swosh... swomph... vomph*
In fact.. this was so abstract.. it was ordinary. "Normal is
weird, and weird is normal," some say.
Perhaps he should leave this to his students. As a test or
something. Yeah, that's it! The beach in Nankoku was nice this time of
year. Oh boy!
Ryouga sat on a rock, somewhere near a creak, blinking
continuously from the aftermath of the day's events.
After wondering for some time, he found himself in a quaint
town of Akame-Akare, or something of the sort. Never remembered
passing through that town before. Anyway. It wasn't the pastel
colored animals that bothered him.. it was the fact that they could
talk! Sure they were liable to have anvils, hammers and 2-ton weights
dropped opon themselves and just spring out like some sort of
accordion.. that was normal, but his ears were still ringing from how
highly pitched they spoke. They were so Kawaii, his stomach swore off
sweets for a year. He was just about to leave, when his curse made an
unschedualed cameo. That's when Hell showed her Kawaii, red-haired
self.
P-chan cursed his fate for the umpteenth time. His clothes
were all muddy from the sprinkler system, and his pack was slowly
sinking into the mud. Damn. Perhaps he should ask that Blue Bunny for
some Hot Water. Definitly not the Pig... Han-ton.. or whatever it's
name was.. no. It'd just would make him wretch. P-chan let out a
piggish sigh, and strutted toward a nearby house. At first he didn't
think much of it, but then, he went inside the gates. Welcome to Hell.
Animals were locked up in tight cages. Their big eyes pleading for a
way out, even if it meant chewing their legs off. Some of the animals
were dead, their bones the only remains that they had ever existed, the
others, wished they were as lucky as their peers. Ryouga felt shivers
run down his spine. He'll find hot water somewhere else. That was his
plan until he felt himself being levitated.
"OOOOO! A cute little piggy cutie-head has come to play with
me! Don't worry mister-piggy-pig! I'll take care of you! I'll Love ya,
and squeeze ya into Itty-bitty Pieces! Heehee!"
Love him? With desperate eyes, he turned to look at whom the
kawaii voice belonged too. What he saw, nearly made him face-fault.
Her hair was orange-red, not as bright as Ranma's, but red nontheless.
Was he to be tormented by red-heads all his life? She wore a
white-pleated skirt, and a turqouise-like blouse. Normal, if on
another girl.. except for one little detail. Adorning her hair, was a
bow.. with a miniature skull, probably a squirell's, hamster's.. or..
*Gulp* a pigglet's. Feeling something worse than death from this girl,
Ryouga struggled to free himself. But the girl's grip just tightened..
nearly causing him to black out. This girl can put Azusa to shame!
Anyway.. after a bone-crushing trip inside the house, the girl
carried him upstairs. He will never forget what happened afterwards.
First was humiliation via tea-party. He was Lady Bwee, dressed in
doll's clothing, and even had a miniature straw hat to compleate the
image. He had wished she use hot tea, but that was just hopefull
wishing. Then.. they played "doctor." ((Censors had threatened for
this author not to reveal any of the scenes, for it may be intimidating
for some audience members... of course I said I didn't have any.. but
anyway.. let's move on.)) Then, a lucky break.. if one would call it
lucky. The girl, Hell-myra.. suiting name actually... brought him back
upstairs for a bath. What came afterwards was all too familiar. The
girl threw the pig into scalding hot water, and out jumped a bare-naked
teenager. (Nekid except for a damn "censored" bar in the good places.)
Hell-myra blinks. Turns beet red, then faints.. having a funny look
on her face. Ryouga grabbed the censor bar, stretched it.. and used it
to tie up the girl. Nodding in appreciation, he grabs a towel, wraps
it around himself, and exits the house.. of course, not without freeing
the as many prisoners as he can. He would've freed more, had the girl
not re-awoken, and was now more determined to find the
"special-piggie." Of course.. Ryouga was running franticly toward the a
random destination, screaming bloody murder!
Durring his flee, he had stumbled on his pack, and dragged it
along with him, so now, he was again clothed and wondering about...
again. Ever so cautious if he was being followed. He had now reached
another town. Good, no pastel animals in sight! Searching for anyone
to tell him where he might be, he didn't notice someone running into
him until...
*OMPH!*
He looks down at the boy who crashed into him. He was wearing
a regular high-school uniform. Looked similar to that of Furinkan
High's. But then, most do. The boy looks up sheepishly, rubbing the
back of his head. He gets up and bows hastly to Ryouga.
"Sorry.. my fault."
The boy was just as meloncholy as he was, and seemed to
experience his share of troubles. But not as much as he had. He
doesn't change into a pig, or have kawaii murderers out for his hyde.
"Sure. Ano.. Do you know how to get to Furinkan High?"
The boy seemed to blink at this.
"Yeah. It's just ar.....Man!"
"What?"
The boy looks at Ryouga, sheepishly rubbing the back of his
neck, laughing.
"Sorry. Don't mind me.... Okay.. Furinkan, eh? You go..
*WACK*!"
The boy began to walk stiffly backwards.
"Hey! Where you going! If you don't know, you can at least say
so!"
"It's not that.. Birdy! I said I'm not fighting those things
again.. and stop! You're embarrasing me!" The boy then proceeded to
grab a nearby lampost, and hold on to dear life. The legs were still
walking mechanically, as if having a mind of their own. All the while,
Ryouga just stands there.. blinking at the oddity. What happened next
was a little too familiar, yet just as weird.
Something flashed in the boy's hand. Probably a watch, or
something. The watch began to glow, and the boy began to change
rapidly. What was then a scrawny black-haired boy, was now a woman
with half-red/half-white hair, and wearing a skimpy futuristic outfit.
She lets go of the lampost, and shakes her head.
"Tsutomu, I've got a job to do, remember? Now stop being a
wuss, and cooperate."
*Thud*
Birdy turned around, and saw the boy Tsutomu was talking to
earlier sprawled out on the floor, with swirlies for eyes and a trickle
of blood flowing from his nose. Birdy grinned sheepishly.
"Oops.. Well Soooo-ry.. forgot he was there! I don't care,
let's go."
And with that the interplanetary police officer bounded toward
the rooftops, nearly crashing, various times, into other roof-hoppers
of Nerima.
Ryouga sighed, as he finished remembering the events of the
day. After he had awoken, he had tried to find the shape-shifting boy.
He was probably a Jusenkyou cursed, and he'd be damned if he didn't
learn how the boy changed without water. Of course, he realized, he
was truly damned, because there was no trace of the boy anywhere. That
was pretty much his day. What was left to do, but break camp? He
rummaged into his bag, but not only did he find that his "camp" was
broken, but muddy, torn, trampled, incomplete and useless. Well.. the
tree was sort of comfy, now that he remembered.
Ryouga threw a rock into the creek. He later figured it was a
canal, since most creaks don't have cement banks. At least the bad
part of the day had passed. Compared to the day's events, everything
else would be like walking in sunshine.
"Ryikia?"
Then again.. too much sun, produces sunburn.
Ryouga looks up to see Nodoka heading toward him, hastely
pushing away any interference between herself and her newly-found son.
Upon reaching him, she pulls him up into a tight hug, then holds him
out in arm's length.
"Ryikia, where have you been? I've been looking all over for
you. I was so worried!"
"You were?"
"Oh, Ryikia, of course. I thought I lost you again!"
"Ryouga.."
"Excuse me?"
"It's... nevermind."
Nodoka slowly smiles.
"I know, dear. I'm sorry. It.. it just feels so right to call
you from your birth-name. Forgive me. I won't call you that name again.
Sit. We have much to talk about."
"We do?"
"Hai. Ryi.. Ryouga. We do."
((I'll stop here, because of my own personal reasons..
Okayokay.. I'm stumped on what to do next! But it'll pass. Till
Laterz!))