Seems like a lot of people didn't recieve Chapter 1.
That's bad because it explains almost everything.
And here I thought It was only me with this problem.. but apparently it's 
not.

Oh well, Here I go, reposting it for your enjoyment!

Comments and Crit Wanted desperatly and deeply
appreciated!

haha.. you're funny if you think Ranma 1/2 and all
things in it belong to me.  Nah, they belong to
the talented Rumiko Takahashi (We're not worthy of
your greatness!)
All other characters (and you can guess who they
are.. if not email me and I'll tell ya who) belong
to moi!

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FORGIVENESS, AND FORGETFULNESS
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By LizMUN
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Chap. 1
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Ukyou's place
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        The sun was directly glarring above the small
town Nerima, Tokyo.  But unlike the other 364 days
the sun repeated this task, this day, it was
different.  For some apparent reason a swealtering
heat overcame the urban area, which brought many
complaints to the dwellers below.  Or were they
complaining of something else.
        "Hey Ucchan! How's business?"
        The chef looks up from her cooking, suddenly
distracted by the young black-haired, pig-tailed
boy that just entered her restaurant.  Instead of
giving the lad an impudent glare for distracting
her while she worked, she grins at him.
         "Hi Ran-chan! What brings you here?"*Could it be
that you've finally decided.* She looked at him
with hopefull eyes.
        "Ugh.. Akane felt like cooking today." The
pig-tailed boy shuddered. "I don't know bout you,
but I have a thing against food that winks back at
ya!"
        "RAN-MA!!"
        The pig-tailed boy turns, nearly snapping his
neck from the quickness.  His eyes wide, as if
showing a bit of shock. There, standing at the
doorway was a girl, roughly round his own age, her
short-hair sticking out in places.  Her eyes,
blazing with anger.
        "Eep!  Oh... hehe.. Hi Akane!"
        "Ranma! I cook you a nice dinner, and I find you
here, with Ukyou??"
        "What do you want me to do?? Maybe if you didn't
cook poison, I wouldn't be forced to eat anywhere
else?" Of course Ranma wished he never said that,
because at that moment....
        "RANMA NO BAKA!" Akane stops over to the
pig-tailed lad, and flings him out the door, which
was conveniently oppened by a couple of 'regulars'
who, upon reflex, ducked when they saw the object
zooming toward them in an ungodly speed.
        Ah yes.. just a typical day in Nerima.  So
typical, that no one payed any heed to it.  Nor
did they pay any heed to the two newcomers that
entered the restaurant.
        One of the newcomers was a tall, ridged-looking
man.  He looked like he was past middle age,
nearly his golden years to be exact.  He wore an
elegant black suit, which matched his jovial dark
eyes and receeding, grey-streaked hair.  His
companion was so opposite, she complimented him.
She was an elegant looking young lady, her
chestnut colored hair was tied loosely up in a
bun, leaving strands of hair to loosely fall to
her shoulders and to her cheeks.  In addition to
this, she had thick, heavy bangs which covered the
eyes of her lowered head.  She wore casual, green,
every-day kimono, and entwined her fingers, as if
in prayer.
        Seeing there was no greeting host or not even a
"Please Seat yourslelf" sign, they were obliged to
take a seat in the middle of the room.  The man
looks at the young woman, with scrutinizing eyes.
        "Ms. Tomaranai, do you think this is wise? We're
dealing with commoners here! Surely we could do
with a much more respectable place other than
this."
        "Tatsuhito, how better to know the culture than
to be within the people. Anyway.. it is only
temporary.  Order, please."
        "Yes, Ma'am"
        Tatsuhito looks up.  How vulgar, no waitresses,
no servants.. Nothing! For a man of his status,
this would not do.
        "Excuse me... service?"
        Ukyou looks up and curses her neglegence.  She
was so busily engrosed on the argument with Akane
and Ranma, she plum forgot about her *paying*
customers.  With a grumble, she steps behind the
grill, notpad and brush ready.
        "Hiyas Sugars, what can I get for ya?"
        *Tsk Tsk* "I'm afraid, that would not do miss.
It's 'Hello, how may I serve you'? None of this
'sugar's' business."
        Ukyou gave him a withering glare. She didn't have
to take this.  If they didn't like the service,
they could leave.  Of course she said nothing
because she needed the business. She looks at the
man, and sighs.  She's about to answer properly
when the young woman interrupts her.
        "It's quite alright Tatsuhito, no harm.  Miss,
two of your specials please."
        "Two..... specials? Anything else, hun?" Ukyou
asked, jotting down the order.
        Tatsuhito just glares at her even more. "Hun" was
even less appreciated!  Ukyou, in return, wrinkles
her nose at him.
        "That is all." She smiles, head still hung low.
"Thank you."
        Ukyou turns back to the grill.  There she finds
Ranma, knocked unconsiosly by Akane, who in turn
was still screaming at him. *Why does he even put
up with her?* She groans, and shrugs, and
commences with the order.
        "We are wasting our time here, Ms. Tomaranai. I
doubt we'll find a someone in this.. *scoff*
backwards city! The streets are filthy.  Forgive
me, but I advise we leave after our meal, provided
we live after eating.  I just won't stand to be
here any longer!"
        "Perhaps you are right, my friend..." She is then
cut short, as she see's a bandana-clad young man,
enter.. looking totally confused.  "Then again..."
She giggled.
        Ryouga looked around this place, in wide-eyed
wonder.
        "I didn't know Ukyou had a place here in Aomori!"
        Ranma, after regaining consiousnes a few minutes
earlier, looks at the visitor that pops in.
        "Yo Ryouga! Wasn't expecting you to show up till
next week!"
         Ryouga blinks.  His shock then turned into a
seething at Ranma's presence.  He knew now where
he was.  He was back in Nerima.  Now he can fufill
his revenge on Ranma.  He arms himself to strike,
when a movement catches the corner of his eye.
Spinning around to face a "supposed" opponent, he
looks and see's a elder, dressed in a tux,
standing a few inches away from him.  The man's
face emotionless, yet Ryouga felt a twinge of hate
around the man, but it disapears quickly.  The man
bows at Ryouga as a greeting, and announces his
purpose.
        "Madam Tomaranai has requested your presence at
her table."  *One as yourself is not worthy to be
in the same room as Madam Tomaranai.. but if she
wishes, then it is my command to obey.*
         "Uh.. I.. uh."
        "Ryouga, you Cassanova! Not even two minutes
back, and you've got the dames after ya!" Ranma
gives him a wink, but then elbowed in the ribs
harshly by Akane.
        Ryouga was begining to glow a fiersome ki.  How
dare he speak that way.  He's about to lounge an
attack when the tux-suited man blocks him.
        Tatsuhito stares at Ranma until they make
eye-contact. Ranma sat there immoblilized.
        *What the hell is he starring at? Those eyes...
Silver eyes I can't look away.. I ...
Zzzzzzzzzzzz.*
        Tatsuhito smiles at the sleeping boy. *Serves him
right, I say.*  He turns around, and looks at the
bandana-clad boy, who was shocked, maybe, a twinge
of approval in his features, from what he just
saw.  Tatsuhito places a hand on Ryouga's
shoulder, and leads him toward the table.
        "Come, Madam Tomaranai awaits."
        "Huh.. oh.. yeah.. sure."
        Tatsuhito pulls up a chair quietly so that it
does not squeek against the floor, and motions for
Ryouga to sit.  He then pulls out a chair of his
own, and scoots it in quietly.  Ryouga does so,
with not quite the same effects.
        Tatsuhito just sighs.  The boy was hopeless. He
turns to Tomaranai, and nods his head.
        "Here is the man you requested to see."
        Tomarani smiles, nods her head at the direction
of Ryouga, then looks back to Tatsuhito.
        "My friend, was it necessary to do that?"
        Ryouga knew what she was talking about, he looks
up to see Akane and Ukyou, trying violently to
wake Ramna up, with no avail.
        "Yes, I'm afraid I had no other choice. Forgive
me."
        "It is forgiven."  She then turns to Ryouga, who
notices this and abandons his inwardly taunts at
Ranma. "So, tell me.  What is your name, young
man?"
        "Uh.. Hibiki, Ryouga Hibiki."
        "Pleased to meet you, Hibiki. I am.." She is cut
short by the glare of Tatsuhito's stare.  She
turns to him, head still low after all this, and
smiles at him, resumes her position, and continues
on her conversation.  "I am Ms. Tomarani, Nagai.
You've met my aquaintence, Tatsuhito, Jaison.
Please! Order what you like! You are my guest!"
        Ryouga didn't know what to make of this.  He
wasn't used to such kindness before.  He looks
down at the table, turning redish from his lack of
knowledge on what to do in such an occasion.  He
grabs onto a pair of chop-sticks unconsiously.
Dammit! Why'd this have to be so hard! Maybe I
should say something! Maybe.. *snap* eh?
        "Seems like we'll have to get you another pair of
Chop-sticks, as well." She grins at him.
        Ryouga just turns crimson red at this.
        "Maybe.. it is customary for the hostess to order
for her guest? Is that it? Very well. Tatsuhito,
please that hostess again. I wish to order another
thing."
        "Yes, Madam."
        This time, without calling out across the room,
Tatsuhito stands up quietly, and walks toward
Ukyou, Ranma, and Akane.
        Ukyou sees him comming, and glares at him.
        "What did you do to Ran-chan?"
        "Nothing serious, he will awaken when we leave.
Now, we would like to place an order." And with
that, he spins his heels, and walks back.
        Ukyou, restraining from smaking him with her
spatula, composes herself, grabs a brush and
note-pad, and walks toward the table, yet again.
        "So, hun, what else can I get for ya?"
        "No, not for me, but my guest."
        Ukyou looks up from her pad, and see's Ryouga,
looking down, embarrased from the attention.
        "Prepare for him, your finest! Two of them
please. That would be all."
        Ukyou just shrugged.
        "Two more specials, comming up." With that, Ukyou
returns to her grill, hastly making the order.
Sooner they eat, sooner they leave, sooner
Ran-chan returns to the land of the Waking.
        "So, tell us, Mr. Hibiki.  Tell us a little more
about yourself?"
        "Now, Now Tatsuhito, there will be plenty of time
for that later.  I'm afraid, I am not of a good
hostess to your company, Hibiki-san, for I
remember I have other affairs to attend to.
Tatsuhito, please pay the fare, and a little
extra, shall our guest want more."
        "Yes Madam."
        Ryouga stood up, noisily, and kinda awkwardly
bowed at Tomaranai-san.
        "Uh, Thank you. It was.. uh.. really kind of you
to invite me for
lunch."
        "Lunch? How quaint! I like it. Well, speak
no further of it! We shall meet again, Hibiki!"
Nagai, looks up for the first time since her
aquaintence with him.  He is struck in
astonishment, as he see those large, piercing
silver eyes, dancing beneath the florescent
lights.  An unnatural, uncommonly glow in them.
Something.. something in those eyes, he feels a
certain twinge of recognition for something he has
yet to know, but is still all to familiar.  It
ends quickly as she looks down again. She nods a
farewell, and is led out by Tatsuhito.
        True to the promise, Ranma wakes up about this
time. Confused, he looks around.
        "How'd I get to Ucchan's? Hey Akane! When'd you
get here? Why you guys looking at me like that?
What I do now? Hey.. what's wrong with Ryouga?"
        Akane and Ukyou just glanced at each other, and
each silenced Ranma in their own special way.
Akane puts away her mallot and drags the
unconsious Ranma by his collar, and heads toward
home.

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Ja ne!  (Stop this Crazy thing!)
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