Ranma 1/2 x Eiken

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Gorou Ito was a salary man by trade, of course with a job like he had it was always nice to come out to a nice peaceful part of the country(1) to do some fishing without one of those American tourists with the big guts and bigger mouths pointing at him and taking pictures at him doing hardly the most amazing of things. He sat on the peer of the beach with a only 2 small fish beside him, it wasn't much of a catch but that the point of the trip was more to relax than catch the big ones so he didn't mind. He hooked another krill and cast his line out into the warm summer waters. About 20 minutes later he got a bite. A big bite.

"Whoa" He said as he was jerked from his position and almost pulled in. Gorou quickly jumped to his feet and began to pull as hard as he could. But as strong as he was the fish still seemed to be pulling him toward the sea.

"LIKE HELL YOU ARE!!"

He gave one final big tug and managed to pull his fishing pole up behind his head, from the sea below there was a splash as the monster he had been grappling with was yanked out of the sea. Proud of his accomplishment he grinned from ear to ear as he reached for his hammer to stun the beast with. Of course the grin faded into a look that just screamed 'WTF' (OoO)as he saw what exactly he had dragged up.

A fat guy in a white gi was lying on the edge of the peer was happily chewing on the bait that Gorou had been using despite the fact that he had a large hook stuck is his right cheek which was bleeding rather a lot.

The vacationing salary man had a large tick in his eye. He looked at the hammer, then the guy, then the hammer again, he looked around once. He shrugged and lifted up the hammer.

Ranma Saotome was sitting down on the beach ringing seawater out her shirt, fortunately people don't usually go to the beach when it's at 5 in the morning so no worry s about anyone seeing her generous endowment's. It was to bad her dad had taken the last of the water proof soap they had but then she couldn't imagine it would be easy for a panda to swim to Japan. Next to her was her father Genma Saotome was tying to pull his head out of the sand after he fell from the peer. Sighing she put her shirt back on and stood up. "Hey pops now were back in Japan where are we gonna head."

Genma pulled his head and fell back onto his but, a large lump on his head. "We'll be heading to Tokyo to meet with an old friend of mine. We have old business and it's time to finish."

"Really?" His son turned daughter said warily. "The last time you said that I had to scrub dish's for three weeks in that restaurant with a chick named Itami (2) standing behind me with a baseball bat."

His father snapped at him "I am your father boy and you will do as I say." He picked up his bag and started walking for the street. "Now come I want us to be in Tokyo within this week."

"Uh pop."

"What boy." Genma growled.

"It's Friday and Tokyo City is about 400 miles from here if I'm reading the map right."

Genma sweat dropped slightly then did his patented 'Fist of the Big Fat Baby' technique "Oh how ashamed I am to have such a sorry excuse for a son, he cant even walk a few measly miles in a few day's."

"I hardly call 400 miles measly pop,"

Genma only increased his wailing making Ranma let out a mushroom sigh.

"Al right already I'll do it just stop with the tears already."

She look up to see Genma was already on his feet and at the street walking away. Ranma just moaned before jogging to catch up to her father.

Hours later Genma had finally decided to make camp just in the woods near the main road, and by that I mean he decided to get drunk while a now male Ranma set up the tent and cook the dinner. They'd been walking from 5:00am and it was now 7:00pm. Stopping only to swipe some food 2 dozen or so times. He definitely won't be going back there for a while. Ranma had just finished making the dinner and sat down next to his father with a bowl of stew.

"So pop, exactly what is this business you have with your old friend anyway?"

Genma choked on his sake before spitting it out and looking around worriedly.

"Um..er ah that's not your concern boy."

Ranma just stared at him, one eyebrow raised. 'Damn maybe he's wise to me. Nah if he didn't catch on the last 47 times I did this then why would he get wise now?'

"What did ya marry we off for this time?"

o0...'Crap .'

"I said it's none of your concern boy."

"None of my concern!" Ranma was on his feet and yelling 4 inches from his fathers face. "The last time one a' the family's ya promised me to showed up I barley made it out alive when they found out 'bout the other's."

"Well the Himura(3) did offer an enormous amount of yen for you boy, I may be an honourable man but I am a man nonetheless and I do have limit's."

"They paid your bar tab!"

"Same thing."

Okay he could give his dad that one. He'd seen how many the old man could put away before getting so much as a buzz. But still. "Before that you promised me to marry into the koushoku family when I was 10 for a house, dojo and money."

"You must admit son that it was a very good deal, and the girl you were to marry was quite pretty."

"Girl? more like girl's since they wanted me to marry ALL 12 OF THEIR DAUGHTERS!!"

Gulp "Well when you think about it, it does cut down on the number of unwanted in-laws."

GLARE

Under the intensity of the angry ki his son seemed to be instinctual sending through his eyes the balding martial artist shivered slightly. It wasn't his fault that he didn't have much else to offer people other than his son. Life on the road didn't offer much in the ways of shudder employment, and he had to pay for the essentials (if he was caught) somehow. But this superseded anything else. For once this was about honour and not selling off his meal ti- opps' I mean 'heir' for something as trivial as property or money. Lots and LOTS of money, BAGS AND BAGS OF MONEY, AN VERITABLE OCEAN OF...

'Oh yeah, the Himura and Koushoku were the last rich guy's to agree to the marriage, damn I'd be living in luxury already if not for that boy's big mouth' Genma got to his feet and with a meditative breath met his sons evil gaze.

"Okay I understand your frustration, I haven't made the best choices besides how big their wallet is. But this agreement was made before you were even born. It takes presidence over all overs and you will 'honour' this agreement." 'Magic word, the boy is mine'

Ranma just smirked "Pop if you honestly think I'm gonna go along for another one of your crazy plans just cause ya' throw honour in my face then think again. Their is believe it or not a line between being honourable and being smart (4). Not that you know much about either huh old man."

Genma was shocked His son had never said this before. He remembered a time when he could have told Ranma to jump in a river with a rock tied to his back for the sake of honour and he would have done it, but to completely ignore it, unacceptable. He pulled himself into a fighting stance he had not used since he sealed the style, knowing full well that he couldn't beat his son unless he used his special 'thieving style' of fighting.

"BOY, AS YOUR FATHER AND HEAD OF THE SAOTOME CLAN I AM TELLING YOU THAT YOU ART MARRYING A TENDO AND THAT IS FINAL!!

"Except your not the head of the Saotome clan are you Genma."

The elder Saotome whirled around on his heel. Standing about 20 feet away was a guy who looked like he belonged in a detective comic, or that old 'Casiie blanco'(5) movie Nodoka made him take her to when they were dating. He wore a long leather trench coat which was tied up around the middle and only half buttoned near the top letting Genma see a white silk shirt with a blood red tie. He wore a dark brown fedora that shadowed his face quite ominously in the waning daylight, yet despite that he also seemed to be wearing a pair of rounded sunglasses . In his leather gloved hands he held a thick looking blue binder filled to bulging with paper. All in all this guy looked to much like a 'Dick Tracy' style cop for Genma's liking. He shouted at the guy while going back into his '1000 mountain fist' stance.

"Who the hell are you to tell me I'm not the head of my own family."

The man just looked at the fat idiot with a bored expression before opening up his folder.

"My name is Heki Musha, a private detective that's hired to find you two."

Genma gave his a slightly puzzled expression. "How the hell would be looking for me."

Heki looked don at the opened folder and turning to a page labelled 'Clientèle'. "You mean besides the Himura, koushoku, kouijo, daitojou, takashimi, chardin, 47 different bars, 28 restaurants, 39 grocery stores and with that only being the most up to date list of clans and business cheated not including the town back there? I don't know sir. How about we start with the one who originally hired me before I received generous amounts of funding from all of these other wonderful people to track you down."

Gulp "Uh...yeah?"

"Your wife Saotome."

'Uh Oh' Genma thought as he turned around to look at his son who was staring at the detective with a puzzling look.

"His wife? You mean my Mom is alive?"

'It's okay Genma maybe if you back out slowly you can get away till the heat is off'

Unfortunately he didn't have time to take two steps as his son grabbed him by the collar and scream in his ear.

"YOU DAMN MORON. YA TOLD ME MOM WAS DEAD!! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!!"

"I WAS THINKING ABOUT GETTING YOU OUT OF THERE BEFORE SHE CUT OUR HEADS OFF."

Was was about to replay when he stopped to listen to what his father said. "What?"

Genma's expression grew grim. "Just before we left on the journey your mother made both of us sign a contract that stated if you were not a 'man amongst men' upon your return then we must commit seppuku."

Ranma was speechless, that couldn't be right.

"You...your lying."

"No Son I'm afraid not."

Heki of course would have none of this. "Oh yes you are." He said in a playful tone. Causing Ranma to look over at him and Genma to make several 'shushing' motions with his hands. Ignoring the man he turned a few pages in the binder and found a page with a plastic document cover. He removed said document with was quite old, brown and torn around the edges with a large black mark near the bottom were it looked like the whole paper had been dipped in ink. Genma froze as he instantly recognised the paper.

"This is the original contract which clearly states that..."

Genma lunged at the man in an attempt to stop him, only for him to be brought down in mid air by his son grabbing his foot as he jumped, Ranma motioned for the private eye to continue.

"Anyway the contract states that Genma Saotome will take his son on not 1 training trip for 10 years, but 7 training trips a year over the period of 10, Any trip that last in excess of 14 day's without any contact to notify Nodoka Saotome with the reason of the trips excess will result in the immediate replacement of Genma Saotome as clan head with his wife Nodoka Saotome. Nowhere on it does it mention anything about a 'man amongst men' or 'seppuku."

Ranma looked down at his father who's ankle he was still holding, he gave a twist to flip his father onto his back.

"You mean to tell me that pop wasn't supposed ta take me round the whole country and china for a decade cause mom was dead." The detective nodded.

"No Ranma, your mother did want you to know the family school, but from what I've learned she didn't wish for you to become a sensei for your fathers style due to a bad experiences with the schools grandmaster."

Genma shivered slightly but managed to get back onto his feet.

"Now see here, becoming a master of the art is a Saotome tradition. My father did it, my grandfather did it, and every other Saotome man has taught the art for over 300 years."

The private eye wasn't even a little intimidated by the man 's supposed mastery of martial arts.

"Yes but according to your school and employment records you have never made any effort to get the teaching license that is required nowadays by all martial arts sense i's. It makes me wonder how you intended for your son to teach because being in school so rarely his chances of doing anything with his skills are even slimmer than yours."

Ranma glared at his father hard enough to put a soldering hole through the man. All this time learning to be the greatest martial artist in the world and now he finds out that it could all be for nothing just because the old man always told him 'you don't need schooling to teach martial art's boy'. He was so gonna make the old man pay. But first.

"So yer hear ta take me to see my Mom." It wasn't a question.

Heki nodded. Ranma smirked a little and walked up to him. "Lead the way."

"NO" Genma screamed as a vacuum blade passed over both Heki and his son's head's and cut the top off the tree in front of them.

"I WON'T LET YOU TAKE HIM, I'VE WORKED TO HARD TO LET YOU MESS THINGS UP!!" Heki didn't even bother to turn around, he simply looked back in the binder.

"Mmm Genma are you aware that your total debt to all the various clans and business you have swindled is about 1,000,000,000 yen.(6)

Genma moved back to create another blade. "Yeah so."

He snapped the binder shut. "So it stands to reason that the reward for a thief with such a big reputation would have quite the reward for your capture."

Genma smirked "Like you would stand a chance, even with Ranma helping you I made sure to keep a few or my best styles to myself in case he thought he could beat me."

The Aquatranssexual's fist tightened and he was prepared to charge his father then the detective put his hand on the boy's shoulder, calmng him own.

"Now who said I was the only one looking for you." He snapped his fingers and the small bit of woodland was filled with the sound of metallic clicks.

"GENMA SOATOME PUT YOUR HANDS OVER YOUR HEAD YOU ARE UNDER ARREST!!"

Genma looked around to find more than 2 dozen heavily armed men aiming right at him, most of then were police but several of appeared to be bounty hunters if the non police standard rifles and lack of tacky blue uniforms were any indication. Right now Genma had enough red dots covering his face to look like a balding teen with acne. Nervously he weighed his option's.

1. Go grab the boy - Ranma would surly not go easily even if he used the Umi or Yama senken and he'd more than lily end up a bloodied bullet riddled mess before he even reached him.

2. Go with the police - As his master once taught him 'never take responsibility for anything, EVER.' and 'if they can't catch you, do it' were the only good pieces of advice the master gave him and by all that is good and decent he was gonna listen to it. That left the third option.

He looked over at his son and spoke grimly "I'll deal with you later boy." Before he dissipated before their eyes.

Ranma looked shocked that his father ha been holding out on these amazing techniques, he was about to try and go look for him to beat the secrets out of him but the older man stopped him.

"Sorry kid but remember why I'm here? Your Mama wants to see you."

Ranma nodded slowly before looking back at the spot were his father dissipated before turning the follow the detective back to his car on the side of the road, the sounds of disappointed groans coming from the law men for hire echoing behind him.

Ranma stared at the house with saucer eyes. 'Pop's wanted to leave this?' an absolutely huge mansion was staring back at him. At least a half a times bigger than the Koushoku family house and they had a dozen daughters and a over hundred staff to house at that place. It had an almost impossible appearance of both a modern house and a traditional one. Wood panelling, rough white stone, black tile's and glass making up whole walls at seemingly random parts around the compound, the building itself changing between 1 and 4 floors at certain points where the higher levelled part rose up in balls, cubes and the central part in the centre actually looking like a large pyramid. (7)

The detectives car pulled past the house gate and up the long driveway to the houses main entrance. He got out and stared for a few seconds and the large door that seemed to be made out of several redwoods. He went to knock but Heki stopped him. Pointing over a sign saying 'ring bell'.

Moments after the tinkling sound echoed throughout the house the door opened to reveal a man in a fine black butlering suit. Not your typical old butler but a young man who couldn't be more than in his early twenties. The man considered Ranma for a second before coming to a decision.

"Master Ranma?"

Ranma nodded. The man opened the door wide and gestured for him to enter. "The mistress is waiting for you in the main lounge. Please follow me as it's very easy to get lost in this house."

Wordlessly the boy and the detective followed through the house. It was surprisingly minimalist decoration with no snotty frivolities the rich seem to fill their homes with to show how rich they are. The furniture that looked like it was all from IKEA and for the most part of the walls on the inside painted in various pastel colours and deep red wood panelling rather than the stark white and oakwood that was the outside colour scheme. Unlike other big manor's there actually seemed to be few expensive looking pieces of art or antiques. Instead The artwork was actually part of the wall, and random points in the halls curls and zig,zags and all other shapes were shooting out of the floor and ceiling to take novae shapes in great swirls of changing colour. Dots of random colour joined in with and around them, it actually made Ranma question just what kind of person his mother was. He also couldn't help but notice that from the house help that were dashing about that they all seemed to be around his age if not a few years older and younger, he even thought he saw a 9 year old in a maid outfit following an older girl with towels a minute ago.

About 40 minutes after coming through the front door and climbing and descending several DOZEN flights of stairs they finally made it to the central part of the complex and came to rest at a traditional pair of sliding doors.

The butler turned to them "I'll go and tell the mistress your here."

He slide the door open before closing it behind himself. A mumbling was heard followed by a sharp female squeal. He came back out with a finger in his ear.

"She will see you now."

Ranma nodded slowly and carefully entered the room followed by the private eye and the doors quickly rolled behind him. 1 fraction of a moment later he was engulfed in a rib crushing hug by a woman louder than a bullhorn.

"WAH MY BABIES FINALLY HOME!"

Ranma struggled to break the woman's grip. But she wouldn't budge more than a few centimetre's which was getting hard to make her do considering his lungs were starved and he was turning red in the face as his blood was squeezed into his head.

"OH I CAN'T BELIEVE AFTER ALL THESE YEARS MY LITTLE RANMA IS FINALLY BACK WHERE HE BELONGS!"

Now he was sporting a calming ocean blue.

"I SHOULD NEVER HAVE LET YOU OUT OF MY SIGHT TO LET YOUR IDIOT OF A FATHER TAKE YOU!"

After the bi - gender boy turned a peculiar blend of tartan Heki Musha thought if he was going to get paid he best make sure that the one who hired him didn't kill the one he was sent to retrieve.

"Um excuse me Mrs Saotome but I really think your son needs to breath."

Realising what she was doing she quickly dropped her son who fell to his hands and feet gasping for air.

"Oh I'm so sorry for that son. I'm just so happy to finally see you again." Ranma stood up to get a good look at hi mother, a moment later he kinda wished he didn't.

She was his spitting image, since he looked nothing like the old man he always kinda thought he got his looks from his mother but this was ridiculous. He looked quite a bit like her as a guy and he was certain he could pass off as her twin when he was a girl. Her red hair had faded into a dark auburn with age and she was about a foot taller than his other form but the resemblance was still uncanny. What surprised him was that instead of a kimono or an expensive dress she was wearing a pair of blue jeans, slippers like they had been made to put on at the front door, and a logo less white T-shirt that along with her face and jeans where covered liberally with various colours of paints. In the far corner of the room were a collection of paint brushes next to a part of the wall that had art several swirls of differing colour on it that still looked wet.

"Uh. You to Mom." He said sheepishly while scratching the base of his pigtail.

He immediately found himself struggling to breath once more in his wailing mothers arms.

"Ms Saotome." The detective said loudly. She dropped her son, sporting an embarrassed blush on her face and turned to the detective.

"I trust you found my wayward husband as well?"

"Sorry but I'm afraid he used some sort of invisibility technique and got away. However need I remind you that our contract was for me to bring home your son not Genma." The wealthy woman nodded a bit disappointed at the detectives answer to her husbands location. She pulled out a chequebook and wrote out the yen equivalent to 10,000,000 and handed it to the detective who quickly folded it and placed it in his pocket as carefully as it was made of rice paper. Ranma who was standing between the two and had seen the number his mother had written out was slack jawed. 'Why the hell would that idiot leave here?' He thought.

"Pleasure doing business with you Nodoka. Don't be afraid to call again if you need me. But right now I believe you want to talk to your son" He said as he headed for the door. Nodoka smiled after the man.

"Oh Heki like I've ever been afraid of you. Thank you my old friend for doing this favour for me." She bowed slightly. Heki snorted in amusement then patted his pocket as the servant opened the door in front of him. "Funny I don't believe you get paid for doing someone a mere favour." He said as the door slide behind him. She looked at the door for all but 2 seconds before turning back to her long lost son who was now standing upright with a slight evasive stance should he be hugged to death again.

"Don't worry Ranma I'm not doing to do that again. I was just so happy to see you again."

Ranma visibly relaxed and sat down on the 4 beige leather couch in the centre of the room his mother motioned to. She sat down a comfortable distance from him. (You know close enough to talk but far enough so the other person doesn't feel smothered.)

"Ranma I'm sure you have a lot of questions about me, right?" Nod "Good because I'm just dying to fill in the missing gap's of information of your trip I already know of."

Ranma instantly started sweating like a pig. If he was blamed for even a fraction of what happened on that trip then his mother really would have reason to make him a head shorter.

"R-rr-really? Wha-wha-what d you know?"

His mother giggled from behind a raised hand. "Enough to know that however catches your father will be given an award by the emperor himself." Ranma stared with dish sized eyes at his mother. "But don't worry I managed to get rid of any blame he put on you, I don't like it but it's amazing what a billion yen (8) will make dissiper."

Ranma's eyes all but bulged out of his socket's.

"Know before we begin what I'm sure will be a long and exhausting tale I want to get any questions you have out of the way. And if I guess correctly you have a rather prominent one in your mind.."

Ranma looked at his mother. Then stood up straight up with hands raised to the sky.

"HOW ARE WE SO &ING RICH!!"

"Ranma, language!" His mother admonished him. He visibly relaxed and looked apologetic.

"Sorry Mom. It just that on the road dad tried go get me married into dozens of wealthy families." Nodoka gave Ranma a look to signify she already knew. "Not to mention all the stuff he's tried to steal over the years."

"Yes I know, your father tried to sell the family treasures when we first married." This time her son did NOT look surprised.

"What I want to know is WHY the idiot did all that if he married into a family as rich as this?"

His mother gave a very unladylike snort before responding.

"That's easy son. It's because we weren't this rich when your father left, I amassed my fortune over the 10 year period you and your father have been gone."

'POP' her son's eyes were now at her knees and dangling by there socket's. "HOW!!"

'My family is definitely not normal' Nodoka thought amusedly. "Well Ranma to start of the Kahou(9) was quite well of to start being a game company for years making toys and games for Japan and then other countries since the start of the Meiji era. About 8 years ago your grandfather was in ill health and was forced to name a successor to the company."

Ranma interrupted "So he choose you right."

Nodoka shook her head "No he choose my brother Hazure (10) Apparently like most businessmen he thought a women wasn't capable of being anything other than an office lady. HAH I got my buisness AND design degree's from Tokyo U at the top of my all male class, I came up with nearly every toy the company made for the last 15 years and managed to launch our company into the top 10 toy manufacturers in the world but" She put on a sickeningly sweet voice dripping with sarcasm. "Daddy says a women doesn't know the first thing about business" Back to normal "Despite the fact that none of my brothers especially Kainashi were even remotely interested in the job or had any clue about business he thought in his infinite chauvinistic wisdom to put him in charge."

"Wow that sucks. The last and only time I said to a girl they couldn't be a martial artist I ended up with a dislocated shoulder." Ranma said sheepishly. Nodoka smiled at her son glad he had learned a very important lesson about equality that most people never do. (11)

"Well I'm glad for you sweetie. So to continue my father had put my brother as next in line as the unwilling head of one of the biggest games company in Asia and I was stuck in the design spitting out hit toy after hit toy without even a well done. Fortunately though my father was a very paranoid man when it came to the control of the company. He divided up the controlling shares between his 4 sons and three daughter myself included and Mom. Each owning only about 6.5 percent each. He got it in his head that by keeping ownership in the family would keep anyone else in the company from having any real say in the company but at the same time ensure that he was always in control.

"Lemme guess, that didn't pan out?"

"No. You see Samoshii Kahou thought that by keeping only 49 of the shares himself and giving shares to his wife who would always side with him and keep his more ambitious children at bay bickering who should succeed him while he tried to mould his youngest son into a mini him. What he didn't foresee was mother betraying him and along with the rest of the family giving their shares to me. giggle You should have seen the look on fathers face when he realise that a woman would be controlling his company. I'll give you a hint, you only 50 years older 40 lbs heavier, and balding in a bad suit."

Her son put his head back and laughed so hard tears formed in his eyes. He was joined by his mother for a few minutes.

"Ah I needed that. Anyway after I took the reigns things took a turn for the better. Without fathers bigotry we've been able to hire people who are better qualified to come work for us than half of the men in my fathers administration regardless of gender or race. And overall over the past decade have been making at least 10 times that we did previously moving us up to the number three toy manufacturer (13) , much to daddy's char din. But enough about that I have a question for you."

Her son turned to meet her eyes with a worried expression, inside Ranma's head it was like 'don't ask about china, don't ask about china, don't ask about china, don't ask about china.'

"How was China?"

'CURSE YOU KARMA!!'

Nodoka waved a hand in front of her son's face. "Ranma I asked you a question."

He snapped to it and looked quite nervous. Sweating several pounds off before answering "Well it was okay I guess." He said plainly. He saw his mother encouraging him for more. He took in a deep breath before continuing.

"Well Pop took us all over the country to different temples kinda like he did here. Those shoaloin monks sure did a number on him when they made him work like the rest of us." He smirked. "We left shortly after that, course he did take a few priceless scrolls with him as well that had the cop's chasing after us."

"I know. Several of your father's similar stunts almost caused an international indecent." His millionaire mother said heatedly.

"Yeah well aside from the more than occasional burglary Pop's turned out to be a decent sensei. He might look like a fat lazy idiot but when he ant's to he's like a man possessed."

Nodoka got a goofy grin on her face and talked in a dreamy tone. "Yes I know, that's what drew me to your father, a powerful man, fast, strong, skilled and a body that showed it all in the most delightful manner. A free untameable spirit rather than those lazy spoiled up their own ass rich boy's father set me up with."

"MOM!" Said the boy who was quite surprised at his mother hypocrisy about language.

"I'm an adult dear I'm aloud." She said coyly. "Now I actually know all of this, what I don't know however is when you ventured into the area in the quing hai province that I was told was outside of Chinese control. Tell me about Jusenkyo." She noted the colour immediately drain from her son's face and seem to pool on the floor.

"I was kinda hoping you wouldn't ask that." He said defeated. His mother scooted over slightly and put er hand on his shoulder.

"It's okay Ranma you can tell me." She said in a tone that was nothing but reassuring.

Ranma tore his gaze from his mother's eyes and looked at the table which had a pitcher of lemonade on it that a maid or something must have brought in during the story exchange. Wordlessly he poured a glass, he took a sip to quench his immense thirst and turned back to his mother.

"Okay here's how it went-" He started as he through the rest of his drink in his face.

The all to common Ranma flashback

The Saotome men had just arrived at what Genma said would be the last leg on the their long journey

"Welcome sirs to Justness springs of sorrow. Thousand pools of water all with too too tragic story to them." Said the man dressed in the Mao style clothing. Nearby Genma and Ranma both dressed in near identical gi's and carrying large backpack's. Genma dint bother listening to the rest of what the guide had to say and dropped his pack then with agility and grace a man his size should not physically have he jumped 30 feet froward and landed on one of the bamboo poles sticking out of the springs.

"Come boy let's see what you've got."

"No no sir. Is very bad if you land in springs!" He guide yelled. Fortunately Ranma listened.

"Hey Pop don't you think we should listen to this guy?" Unfortunately for the soon to be cursed boy his father employed his sure-fire baiting technique on him.

"Are you afraid boy. Are you some weak little girl." He taunted Ranma. His son was mildly annoyed but remembered that girl who had handed him his ass a few years prior. Seeing that his son wasn't baited he tried another approach. Tendo's patented waterworks technique.

"WWAAHH! WHAT A COWARDLY SON I HAVE!"

"Hey old idiot I ain't afraid I just listen nowadays when someone says 'danger'" Ranma said while pointing at the sign near the springs which clearly said 'danger' in several different languages.

The man only responded with continued blubbering like his old friend had showed him to. Ranma tried from several more logical angles to get his father to give but they were all met with the same crying. Giving up Ranma joined his father atop a bamboo pole opposite the soon to be panda. The crocodile tears stopped almost instantaneously as Genma Saortome lashed out with a flying kick at his son.

Ranma jumped away to another spring as his father landed on the pole he was on previous. Down below the guide was chewing on his fingernails as he waited for the springs to claim two new victims.

Landing on the bamboo Ranma used it as a springboard to shoot at his father like a bullet and nailing him with a haymaker and sending him crashing into the spring while he landed on another pole and waited for his dad to jump out. Down below he heard the guide mention something about a drowned panda and got a bad feeling about this. This bad feeling was confirmed as a panda launched itself out of the spring while wearing his fathers cloths and taking an anything goes stance. The identity of the panda was obvious but Ranma had a hard time understanding it.

"Pop?" He asked the panda. Who's response was a flying kick to the face which sent his son into a nearby spring. The guide bowed his head in shame at yet another failure to do his job.

"Spring of drowned girl. Too too tragic tail of girl who drowned in spring 1500 years ago-."

Ranma had resurfaced in the spring and almost immediately felt different. Looking down he saw two very large things sticking out of his chest.

"-now whoever falls in spring takes body of young girl they be if they born one."(13)

Ranma's only reply was a high pitched. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

End Flashback

Nodoka stared in shock at the girl his son had become upon contact with his drink. This girl indeed did look like she did at a young age but with several key differences that made the boy turned girl resemble his/her grandmother even more.

Unlike her at that age she was not short but was strangely tall for a Japanese girl at about 6'3 like Nodoka's mother was, giving her long legs to go with a taunt waist and wide hips that stopped her slacks from falling down and a large but firm bottom. She had Nodoka's face only about 18 years younger and still held a little baby fat to give the girl that cute look. Ranma's black hair had turned bright red which framed her innocent blue eyes. The most noticeable thing about her however was hardly innocent, Nodoka stared wide eyed at the enormous bulges that caused all but one wooden button on her sons Chinese shirt to come undone off and then make the last one reveal it was actually a tie made with a rather strong piece of rope rather than a button which had apparently been added to the shirt for this occasion. If Nodoka had to guess she'd have had to say at least a high f-cup at least, which was about the same size as her own mother and sister's if not bigger, and if her sisters were any indication then her son/daughter would still be growing for the next few years. The millionaire ess absently rubbed her own modest chest cursing her luck that she had to be he only one to inherit those genes from her fathers side of the family.

Ranma groaned and lifted her mothers face away from her chest so their eyes could meet. She saw shock and confusion prominent (and a tiny bit of jealousy), but was infinitely relieved that their was no disgust or hatred in Nodoka's eyes.

Nodoka having her face lifted to met her new daughters eyes felt a little guilty at the worry and apprehension in Ranma's eye's, firming her resolve she reached froward and pulled her son/ daughter into a maternal embrace.

Ranma had never been really hugged before. Their was his fathers bear hugs but that was training, and the over enthusiastic ones his Mom gave him a while back but this was different, it was warm and comforting in a way that Genma had never allowed him to feel before and this new sensation was really nice she decided, she leaned in a little and put her head against her smaller mothers hair and hugged back. Ignoring the slightly uncomfortable yet tingly feeling she was getting from her chest from being lightly pressed into something.

They pulled away and looked at each other with understanding. Evident that their relationship as Mother and Son/ daughter would not be hurt by the unusual condition. Of course Nodoka still did have a prominent question that Ranma already knew, it was usually asked after 'how can you do that' and 'is it a complete change' and of course the ever popular 'are those real'.

"Don't worry about the change. The guide said that cold water activates the curse but hot water reverses it." She said a little annoyed that their wasn't any hot liquid in the room at the moment.

Her mother chuckled "That's good dear I was worried for an instant I'd lost my long lost son." Her pleasant smile turned into a devious one "Although I wouldn't mind having a daughter to dress up. Maybe even get you a nice boyfriend."

"MOM!" Ranma shouted indignantly. Nodoka's smile only widened.

"What? I mean it's not like it would be difficult for you to get one with a body like that." This time she noted that Ranma developed a full body blush if the crimson colour her sons face was turning. She let out a hardy and very unladylike laugh while waving her hands in a warding gesture to show she was kidding, which of course had Ranma grumbling about her luck with parents.

"Now seriously all joking aside I don't believe your condition will have much of an impact on your life." Said his mother who he eye balled strangely.

"I know you think that just because you change your gender with water it will create awkwardness between you and other people but I'm sure that it won't be such a problem once people get to know you." Her brow deepened as an 'as if' look grace her new daughters face.

With a huff Nodoka gave in to her son for the moment knowing this argument wouldn't be solved in a minute. "Or if you'd like we can start getting you waterproof soap I saw in the catalogues a while back." This time Ranma's face had relief written all over it. He obviously heard about the soap before or he'd have a look of confusion instead of a face splitting smile.

She was glad that all the uncomfortablenesses was out of the way. Now she could move onto the important things.

"If we could move past your gender issues for a moment son I'd like to talk to you about what's going to happen now."

"Huh?" Was the large chested 'boy's' intelligent response.

"Your future." Nodoka said plainly. "Now that your no longer on the road you need to figure out what it is you want to do for the foreseeable future."

Her son/ daughter looked thoughtful for a few moments before responding in a slow voice. "I'm not really sure. All my life I've had to do what pop told me to do. What to eat, what to do, what to say. Now that he's not around any more choosing for myself feels kind of weird."

Nodoka gave her a smile. "I'm not asking for a fully detailed life plan Ranma. I'm just asking what you want to do for now." Nodoka stopped for a second to let it sink into the other redhead before continuing. "Well lets start with a rather important question. Do you want to teach at a dojo son?"

"WHAT!!" The aquatransexual yelled, looking at her mother like she asked if water was wet. "Course I wanna teach a dojo. That's what I've been training for the last ten years for." The girl was a little worried when she saw her mother frown a little.

"Ranma I don't want a canned answer." She said "I want to here your honest opinion and not something your father has pounded into your brain since you were born. Now I'll ask you again, do 'you' want to teach a dojo?"

Ranma was about to repeat her previous answer when she caught herself. All her life Genma had told him that he 'would' be teaching the family art at the dojo, not if he would like to but rather he 'would'. Like everything else about his life he wasn't given any real say in the matter. Did he want to teach the art? Sure he loved the martial arts with every cell in his body but could he honestly be content with just that one thing for the rest of his life now that he had a say. He could do anything now, be anything he wanted and their was no fat idiot to tell him otherwise. But could he learn to love something else as much as he loved the art?

Despite the old say 'Better too much than too little' having too many choices to pick from CAN be even worse than having no choice at all.

Ranma looked away from her mother with a slightly ashamed look. Like she had just figured out something she didn't like about herself "I'm not sure what I want any more."

She received a brief hug from her mother who parted but still had her hands firmly on her shoulders. "That's perfectly understandable Ranma. Like I said I'm not expecting you to plan your whole life right now. You'll have plenty of time for that when your in school."

"School?"

Nodoka kept smiling and even did the Kakashi eye smile thing with both eyes. "Of course. No matter what you decide you want to be you simply must have an formal education if you plan to be anything. I believe that the detective informed you that if you want to be a sensei you need qualifications in order to obtain a license. Well it's the same about nearly everything. Unless of course you'd rather spend your life as a janitor." She said with a hint of amusement."

Now the currently female boy understood. He had only been in school a few times in the past when the truant officer had tracked down Genma. When he thought about it he could actually say he liked it, not having to move around constantly, having friends, he even picked up a few things from the teacher which came in handy. Plus like hiM mom said it was kind of important if he wanted to get anywhere in life. Smiling she said. "Yeah school sounds good.".

"Good, I've already taken the liberty of getting you a place in my old private high school. It's a little ways outside of Tokyo but you can still come home everyday, after all I didn't look for you for ten years just to send you away myself.

Ranma nodded. Nodoka stood up and patted her legs which had already fell asleep from sitting their for the past few hours.

"Yawn It's getting late son. You should get some sleep because tomorrow is going to be your first day at the academy."

"Ranma looked confused. "Tomorrow? Shouldn't I... ya'know go buy a uniform or something." His mother waved her off.

"Oh I told the maids to start making your uniform the second you came through the door. I just have to tell them about your current form and it'll be ready by morning. No store after all has uniforms that could handle the wear and tear you'll be putting it through." Her mother smiled deviously. "Or prevent giving the boys a show if you change and those monsters appearing on your chest rip the jacket wide open."

"MOM!!" Said the indigent girl who was now covering her as her mother put it 'monstrous' chest while blushing redder than her hair. Her mother laughing at her expense was something she felt she was going to have to get used to if today was any indication.

"HA HA ha, ho you are just so easy to rile up son. Look just go to bed okay. Angelica should be just outside waiting to take you to your room. Goodnight son" She said as she turned back to the paints on the floor which had by now hardened on the tarp on the floor. The redhead bid goodnight to her mother and opened the door to see that he'd been right about their being a very young girl working in the house. She was Caucasian in appearance, had long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. She looked so cute in fact that Ranma was rubbing her teeth with her tongue because she could wear her teeth were beginning to rot.

"Angelica?" She asked the little girl how nodded then took one of Ranma's and dragging her down the hall. Giggling in a crystal perfect voice all the way.

As the door slid closed Nodoka's thoughts turned from her son's return to grand baby's as far as the eye could see. That was why she'd made sure to send her son to her old stomping ground. Where not a girl was anything less than beautiful and nearly every couple from it got married later. She might not like the idea of 'forcing' Ranma to Marry but had no qualms of helping speed it up.

Yess sirry she made a good decision sending him to Zashono Academy. (14)

End Chapter 1

(1) I've never been to Japan, I don't know where anything is, what any of the city's and towns are like. I'm using a general term cause I'm afraid if I use a real place name someone will be offended.

(2) In Japanese 'Itami' can mean the following words. -pain, ache, sore, grief, distress, damage, bruise

(3)Tribute to Kenshin

(4)I've made a little change to Ranma's personality. He won't do something just because someone says its for honour. Like what he does in the show

(5) If it isn't about martial arts or how to make money then Genma could care less about it. the movie is obviously casa blanca

(6) I checked against a currency calculator and that should turn out to be around 10,000,000

(7) If you can't get a good idea then just 'google images' the words 'modern house' and you'll get an idea.

(8) Again that's about 10,000,000

(9) Kahou can mean the following. -good fortune, luck, happiness

(10) Hazure. - Failure

(11) Not only a pleasant change to Ranmas personality, but also one of my core beliefs.

(12) Second only to Nintendo and Kaibacorp. Yes I said Kaibacorp. No Yu-gi-oh crossovers apart from this one time.

(13) Just to be a little clearer on the curse and to help understand the situation.

(14) Yeah that's right. I crossed Ranma with Eiken. One of the most heavily fan serviced animé of all time