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Disclaimer: We don't own Ranma. Don't sue us.
Note: C&C is appreciated. Please, no comments on Ryouga's parents in the
manga. We are taking liberties (and also if you do decide to give us c&c
please please don't c&c these author notes. X_x ).
Rage
Chapter Six:
Ryouga trudged through knee deep mud. It had rained the night before soaking
the ground completely. Luckily, he had been able to get shelter. He tried
his best to stay dry. After all, he just didn't have to worry about himself
now when he was changed. Changing into a pig was nothing compared with
changing into a bloodthirsty killer. The waterproof soap and temporary man
water helped a bit, provided he was able to keep puting it on.
The dark gray sky did nothing to improve his already dark mood. If nothing
it reflected his emotions, hovering between calm weather and a violent
raging storm.
He really needed a release from all this stress. Normally, he would be
cursing Ranma in all the different languages he knew (he mostly knew the
swear words) but lately, cursing Saotome had become less enjoyable. He
wasn't exactly sure why though.
Maybe it was because, if wished him dead now, and he _DID_ drop dead, it
might hurt Akane's feelings. Yeah, that was it. It wasn't like they were
friends or anything.
His woodland surroundings slowly gave away to paved suburban streets. Taking
care to avoid the various puddles littered about the ground, he walked up to
a local.
"Excuse me sir, where am I?" The person turned around, revealing Ranma
Saotome. Ryouga tried to contain a shudder of disgust. He'd just called
Ranma sir!
"Wow Ryouga! Good thing you're here. Everyone thought you were going to go
on a killing spree before we got to you."
Ryouga glared at his ex-rival, also known as the cause of all his problems.
"That's not funny Ranma." He hung his head sadly as a faint blue aura formed
around him.
Ranma noticed but as usual his mouth turned out to be faster than his brain.
"Are you sure you haven't sliced anyone up somewhere? Er....oops."
Ryouga looked up slowly.
"No, Ranma I haven't killed anyone . . . yet."
A bead of sweat slowly rolled down Ranma's brow as Ryouga slowly reached for
his umbrella. He lifted it up and--
"YOU JACKASS!"
CLANG!
Ryouga fell to the ground, narrowly missing a large mud puddle. Ukyou, the
enraged Okinomiyaki chef, loomed over him doing a good impression of Soun's
demon head.
"Do you have any idea how worried we were about you?!"
Ryouga stood up shakily and rubbed the spot she had hit him at, a bump was
already forming.
"I'm sorry. I was just trying to find the bathroom and--"
"You were outside! They're were no bathrooms!"
Ryouga stopped rubbing his head, finding that the bump had already healed.
This should have been a good thing, except now Ukyou would be less
"reserved" to hit him with that damn spatula. You really should need a
license or something to carry that around.
Akane walked up behind Ranma. Her sneakers made small squeaky noises as she
approached.
"Ryouga! Your back! We were really worried!"
Ryouga put a hand behind his head and laughed nervously. He had given up on
Akane, but it still hurt sometimes. He still was in denial about what
happened with Akari. He didn't think about it and tried to block it out of
his mind. Whatever happened was bad and he just couldn't deal with it right
now.
"Hey, Ryouga. Come on. The old ghoul said that your training was a flop
and that we're going to ship you off to gajin land anyway."
The lost boy blinked.
"Gajin Land? Isn't that a theme park?"
Everyone but Ryouga face-faulted. Ukyou recovered first.
"No you idiot! Your thinking of _DISNEY LAND_."
"Oh I remember that place! Scary, surrounded by water with a bunch of weird
pigmy children running around." Ryouga shuddered as the group stared at him
for several moments.
"Pigmy children?" Ranma shook his head and grabbed Ryouga's hand. "Come on
p-chan we're gonna see Cologne." Ryouga was dragged away, unceremoniously.
Ukyou and Akane followed behind them. They didn't get too close though, just
in case.
"Damn it Ranma stop pulling me! . . . wait . . . WHO YOU CALLIN P-CHAN?!"
---
Three days later, Akane, Cologne, Ranma, Ryouga, and Ukyou stood in the
terminal for the airport. The lost boy would board a plane using the ticket
he won in the martial arts obstacle course race, which thankfully, had been
open ended.
"Be careful in America, Ryouga." Akane smiled weakly, still not one hundred
percent sure about his mood.
"I will." He smiled just as weakly, stressed by the destroyed trust between
himself and his friends.
"Don't get too lost, okay pork butt?" Ranma grinned in the same, superior
manner he always did. Ryouga scowled, but his aura remained within a one
inch radius of his body.
"Take care of your fianc�e, Ranma." He growled, eyes narrowing. "And don't
forget to keep putting medicine on your cuts." The pigtailed martial artist
sweat-dropped.
"Hey, Jackass, go easy on Ran-chan." Ukyou prodded him in the ribs with her
spatula, which no one knew how she got through the metal detectors with.
Flashback<
Akane walks through the metal detector, and there is no problem.
Ranma walks through the metal detector, and it beeps. He backs up, and takes
off his watch, grinning in an embarrassed manner. He walks through with no
problem.
Ukyou walked up to the machine with her spatula strapped to her back, glared
at it, and then walked through. The machine sweat-dropped, but remained
silent.
Ryouga heaved a sigh and walked up to the metal detector.
It went off.
He backed up, looked for anything he was wearing that could contain metal,
emptied out his pockets of several handfuls of change from Kami knows how
many countries, and tried again.
The machine still went off.
Two guards walked up to him with miniature detectors, which went wild the
second they started scanning him.
Everyone sweat-dropped.
"They must be malfunctioning," the security guards scowled at their
machines. "Go on through. You don't look too dangerous." The Nerima clan
sweat-dropped.
Present time<
"Hey, Bacon breath, do you even speak English?" Ranma smirked. Ryouga
stiffened.
"For your information, infidel, my grasp of the English language far exceeds
your grasp of the Japanese language." The lost boy retorted in perfect,
hardly accented English.
Ranma and Ukyou gaped. Akane, who was taking an English course, looked
mildly confused.
"AND you have poor fashion sense, you ill mannered bastard. It's a wonder
you've gotten through life without people thinking you're some kind of
psycho!"
The lost boy flushed, putting his hand behind his neck and looking away.
"Ano.... my mother taught me....." He glanced at the floor. "She said it'd
come in handy, when I ran into my dad. Japanese wasn't his first language,
and he was still a little rough. I think a few words she taught me are a bit
archaic, though."
"Here." Ukyou scowled, shoving a package at him.
"What's this?" He blinked, startled by the sudden change of topic.
"We all chipped in and got you something." The chef shrugged, trying to look
impassive. "Just so you won't get cold in America."
Ryouga teared up.
"You guys... got a present for me?" He threw his arms open and embraced the
three of them at the same time, nearly crushing them in the process. "That's
the nicest thing anyone's ever done fore me! Thank you!"
"ACK! RYOUGA! AIR!" Akane, Ranma, and Ukyou cried out. The lost boy started
from his happy reverie, and released them nervously.
"Oops, sorry." He blushed bright red.
"Passenger flight 843 to New York, now boarding." The overly saccharine
voice of a stewardess spoke through the intercom.
"Oh, yeah." Ryouga smiled weakly, his fangs still giving him a rakish
appearance.
"See you guys around!" The lost boy turned and walked into the tunnel that
connected the terminal to the plane. Ranma and Ukyou waved.... but Akane
looked up and saw the sign above the door.
"SHOOT! Ranma, he just got on the plane to Alberta, Canada! Not New York!"
WHAM! Mallet-sama collided with Ranma once more.
"RYOUGA, YOU JACKASS!" Ukyou yelled.
Ryouga sat down in his coach seat. A young girl next to him with short black
hair turned toward him and grinned.
"Excited about going to Canada eh?" she asked in a fake Canadian accent. The
fact that a cute girl was talking to him was momentarily blocked out as what
she said registered.
"Canada?!"
He turned around to get off the plane but it was too late.
The plane had already taken off.