Damn thing about homework is that it gives my brain plenty of fic ideas 
when I need the memory space for more useful things.

Anyway, this came from a 'Buffy' episode.  The 'Back to School Night' 
one, to be exact.

	As the clock struck midnight in Nerima, moast people were 
traveling the paths of Morpheus's Realm.  They dreamed of the Seven 
Heavens, of the Ultimate Form, and of a kawaikune otoko-onna.  Or they 
dreamed of Peace, Love, and Happiness.  Whatever they dreamed, they 
missed a meeting.  A meeting of three people.  Three people that no one 
thought should ever be at the same place at the same time.

	The first person spoke.  "It's time for Ranma-san to learn 
another technique.  There is going to be another kidnapping of 
Akane-san, and these are going to be the strongest yet.  I think these 
are called the... Fu Dogs of War?  That information can't be right.  
I'll get the spies on it in the morning.  Now, does anyone have any 
ideas on how to get Ranma to learn this technique?"  The man leaned 
back, rubbing his temples in exhaustion.  It was hard being the only 
ones responsible for the further training of the martial artist known as 
Ranma Saotome.  Of course, he was the world's greatest martial artist, 
and in years to come, he would prove to be a decisive factor in the 
destiny of the world.  But that wasn't for years, and for now, the three 
just had to train him.

	Of course, it would have been a lot easier to train him 
outright, rather then all the cloak and dagger, but Ranma Saotome was 
proud.  Very proud.  He wouldn't have accepted their training had they 
come right out and offered it.  But the Saotome line was long lived, and 
one of Ranma's great-great-grandfathers had seen the usefulness in this 
little subterfuge.

	'Besides, Ranma Saotome is my rightful Daiyamo', thought 
Tatewaki Kuno.

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Okay.  This stems from a comment made at the end of the afore mentioned 
Buffy episode.  The principal turns to a reporter(?  Or was it a 
parent?) and says "Of course we're sticking with the LSD story.  Who 
would believe that a pack of vampires attacked us?"  That got me to 
thinking, what if the Kunos were really just training Ranma, for 
something greater?  That got me to thinking what if the Saotomes were 
really Japanese Royalty?  That got me to thinking, what if the House of 
Kuno had been the leading house of samurais for the House Saotome?  That 
got me... well, long story short, I ended up with this nice little bit.

If I continue this, I will do something I never thought I would do.  I 
will focus on Tatewaki Kuno.  In this fic, he idolizes Ranma.  Kuno 
would do anything for a few simple words of praise from his Daiyamo.  
But because of the role that Kuno has to play, there is no chance of 
ever getting the slightest positive word from Ranma.  How does that make 
him feel?  How is Ranma going to react to being thrust into the King 
Arthur seat, with Kuno being his Lancelot.  (No, I wouldn't write a love 
scene between him and Akane.  It was just a useful allusion.)  Things 
like that.

If, however, you find that you like this idea, please feel free to run 
with it.  I really don't have time at the moment for any serious 
writing, so just let me know.

Ja!
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