by tycel
Edited by Cat on a Shtick
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Last time
“Hu..Hu..HUSBAND? WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?” Ranma screamed, Tsukiumi just smiled at him. Ranma’s head dropped, how the hell did he get into this mess?
“Now follow me, we’ll find a proper place to stay.” She said grabbing his hand and dragging him forward.
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Still the past.
Genma Saotome was a petty man, petty, lazy selfish, the list goes on and on. He had been looking for his son for two days with no luck. He knew he was going to lose his retirement, and his wife would kill him for losing his son, his priorities in that exact order. After all what was avoiding his wife for a few more years anyway. It wasn’t as if he paid her much attention when she was around, unless it involved one of the few reasons he believed a woman was good for, or she threatened him with that damned Katana.
‘Why was I cursed with such a worthless son? after 15 years raising him he just disappears!’, He thought as he packed up the camp by himself, normally this was something he had his son do so he didn’t have to.
“Maybe Tendo would help me find that worthless boy. I could stay there for free too, cause surely he wouldn’t kick his old training partner out on to the streets, in his time of need.”, He said to himself and lifted the now packed backpack onto his back and took off towards Nerima. Tendo would help him out, he just knew it!
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Ranma looked at the quaint house Tsukiumi insisted on buying for them, on the premise it was ‘cute but functional’. ‘How did he get into this mess?’, he questioned himself for the umpteenth time that day. He really didn’t know how, but the past two days living here with Tsukiumi were so much better than what he was used to, training constantly. The house had a dojo, and he was really happy that Tsukiumi at least listened to him on that. Ranma smiled just a little bit and walked through the door and into the house. After searching a little bit he had found the voluptuous blond in the living room, dressed as always, in the black and white two part mini-dress which left A LOT of skin generously exposed, as she had just sat down with the television turned on.
“You know you two are really hard to get a hold of Ranma Saotome” Said the voice from the television, and Ranma looked up at it startled.
“Who are you? how do you know who I am?!” Ranma asked looking at the oddly dressed man with stark white hear and a crazed look behind his square glasses. ‘Didn’t that man know a white cape doesn’t go with a white suit, white shoes and white hair, not only after labor day, but any day?’, Tsukiumi queried to herself. Ranma was fairly sure he didn’t know who he was, and his ‘wife’ wasn’t leaping to give out the scoop.
“I am Minaka Hiroto, President and CEO of M.B.I. and you have just joined in the game of the Sekirei Project! Ranma Saotome, son of Genma and Nodoka Saotome, there is a rule you must know, don’t go and tell the public about the Sekirei Plan. We at M.B.I. can and will use our full resources to put you in your place, if so required. Oh, and before I forget, ashikabis get paid to cover their Sekirei’s expenses, through that nice black card that she has.” Minaka said with a wide, deviant grin.
“Train hard Ranma Saotome, I expect great things from you.”, Minaka said, and then the television abruptly shut off of it’s own accord.
‘…What does he mean, “put me in my place?”, and how did he know so much about me? Ah well, its getting kinda late and I guess I’ll worry about all this in the morning’ Ranma thought. Yawning and with a quick look at Tsukiumi, he got up from where he was sitting and made his way into the bedroom.
There was two bed rooms, one for him and one for Tsukiumi, but the damn woman just didn’t ever sleep in hers. He had woken up to find her in his bed, snuggled up right next to him both days so far. If he had to be honest , he was really starting to enjoy sleeping next to her, and not just because she was a replacement for the old man.
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Ranma woke up and tried to stretch his arms only to find that he couldnt move his left one, he opened his eyes to glance down at whatever was blocking it and seen a mop of blonde hair, it took him a moment for the memories of the past few days to filter through his still sleep-addled mind.
‘This is Tsukiumi, she was his what… sekirei, wasn’t it? And they were supposed to team up according to that weird Minaka guy… wait… just who was this Minaka? He never did get the answer as to why that man knew him. He also seemed kinda familiar… ah well he’d figure it out later. Right now he had more pressing matters, like the woman doing just that to the left side of his body.
Ranma grinned, this was a much more comfortable way to wake up than getting screamed and yelled at and even being thrown into rivers, stagnant water, cow manure, and couple times into a wild animal dens to be woken up.
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Genma looked at the entrance to the dojo the sign read “Tendo Dojo Challengers please come to back entrance” and walked through the entrance and knocked on the door
“One Moment” A female voice said from the other side and a few seconds later a beautiful brunette opened the door.
“Yes?” She asked looking at the fat man before her wondering what he was wanting.
“I’m looking for Soun Tendo, I was his training partner a long time ago” Genma said looking behind the girl when he caught sight of Soun walking past
“Tendo!” He yelled tryin to get his attention
“Saotome?” Soun said looking around and noticed the fat man at the door.
“Saotome!” Soun said and watched as Genma made his way past Kasumi who looked rather shocked at being knocked out of the way like that.
“Kasumi, will you bring me and Saotome some tea?” Soun asked looking at Kasumi for a moment before leading Genma into the living room.
“Yes, Father…” Kasumi replied and went to the kitchen to make some fresh tea.
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“So what brings you here Saotome?” Soun asked when Genma sat down and leaned back against the wall.
“My son ran away from me, I spent two days searching for the worthless boy but I found no trace of him.” Genma said, staring straight past Soun at a picture on the wall, it was him and Soun after they sealed the dreaded master in the cave.
“Here you go father, fresh tea for you and your guest.” Kasumi said putting down the pitcher and two glasses and left the room quickly.
“Your son ran away? Why would he do that?” Soun asked after pouring himself and Genma a glass of tea.
“I have no idea Tendo! I really don’t have a clue why I have such a dishonorable son! and I can’t go home No-chan will murder me for losing her ‘baby’ boy” Genma said, fake tears streaming down his face. He never really had any interest in ever seeing his wife again but it was a good enough excuse as any, when covering up his true motives, his stomach and early retirement.
“I am sorry to hear that Saotome, you are welcome to stay in our guest room” Soun said, tears streaming down his face and went hugged Genma as the two men cried. Of course a moment where two grown men are crying and hugging was completely acceptable to them both, after all it wasn’t Genma who had to be a ‘man among men’.
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Somewhere in Tokyo…
Nodoka Saotome sneezed, her Day Dreames of Grandchildren interrupted. Girls and Boys with Red Hair, Black Hair…and even one with girl with blonde hair? Why would she have a grand child with blonde hair? Ah well it doesn’t matter as long as long as she could dote on her. Ranma was such a energetic child and would constantly demand attention of some kind which was why she let Genma take him on this training trip.
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“Who is that with dad Kasumi?” Nabiki asked coming into the kitchen to grab a snack
“That is Mr. Saotome, he’s an old friend of father’s apparently” Kasumi replied, as she opened a brown book titled “Acupuncture for Beginners”
“Hmm, friend of dad’s eh?” Nabiki said, after she finished her snack and walked back into her room, already plotting how to make a yen or two of this guest.
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Skipping to six months later…
Everything was starting to settle into a routine between him and Tsukiumi, they trained together and he even got somewhat used to sleeping with her, he found they had a bunch of things in common. Both of them loved to fight and that was actually what led them to training together, there teamwork was good. at least he thought so.
“SWEETO!” A old voice yelled followed by a loud thud, indicating that someone or something had gotten slammed into the far wall.
Ranma jumped over the wall to see what was going on only to find a bunch of lingerie all over the street and some of it was laying on top of the wall he had just jumped over.
“What the hell is going on?”, demanded Ranma of no one in particular.
“That old pervert just grabbed my chest!” Tsukiumi growled and gathered some water and shot it at the old lecher who jumped over it with the ease of centuries of molestation practice and fondled her greatly endowed chest again.
“WHY YOU!” She screamed and punched him on the crown of his head which knocked him out, she was about to continue her justified feminine vengeance, when Ranma stopped her by grabbing her hand which was a few inches from the pervert’s bald , misshapen head.
“He’s out, Tsu-chan” Ranma said, looking at her and smiled a bit.
“Fine!” She said, unable to really say no to him even if she wanted to when he was like that, then stomped into the house to go cool off, maybe a bath was in order? Nodding to herself she called out to Ranma.
“I’m going to be in the bath, so please be a dear and do something about dinner.” She said, in a sickeningly sweet voice.
Ranma sweat-dropped, sighing he picked up the old lech to bring him inside, even if we was a pervert he had learned a long time ago to help those that needed it, and right now whether he liked it or not, this pervert needed some help.
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‘…Oh… What happened?’ was the single thought of Happosai, who was just starting to wake up, his head was pounding like he had just got done on a five ow…, no make that six day drinking binge.
‘Oh, yea..pretty blonde lady..grabbed her chest and that’s the last thing I remember..’ he thought as he sat up.
“Oh good, your awake… now you mind if I ask your name ya old geezer?” A male voice asked him.
“My names Happosai, Founder of Anything Goes Martial Arts”, Happosai replied looking at the youth in front of him. Black Hair, blue Eyes, about 5′ 8″ from what he could tell; tall and just exotic enough for the xenophobic Japanese.
“Anything Goes Martial Arts? that’s the style I practice, names Ranma Saotome.” Ranma said looking down at the old man who claimed to be the founder of his style.
“So your Genma’s brat, eh? How is that fat fool?” Happosai asked, as politely as he could, he was still rather angry at the two disciples he had trained, and in return for training them, for all he taught them, for all he sacrificed for them, they locked him in a cave!
“Wouldn’t know, haven’t seen him in about six months, good riddance, been training on my own after I left him” Ranma said, growling. He was still rather angry at his pop for trying to control his life. At least with Tsukiumi he had a lot of fun. She hadn’t even made him attend school just so she could spend more time with him.
“You know, there really is only so far you can go with training by yourself boy” Happosai said, standing up he stretched and looked around the room, “We at your place? and call me Happi, my boy.”.
“Yea, mine and Tsukiumi’s. Word of warning, don’t grab her chest and don’t steal her panties or bras, trust me.. I really don’t think you’ll like what she can do to ya, so now that your awake I’m guessing your hungry, I made dinner tonight so I know there is enough for all of us.” Ranma said opening the door and exiting the room, waiting for the living fossil.
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Tsukiumi glared at the old man as he came down the stairs in front of Ranma, she really didn’t see a reason to let him into their house but seeing as Ranma did bring him in and put him in her old room she was glad she had already moved all her stuff into Ranma’s.
She had already made herself and Ranma a plate and it was sitting beside her.
“Help yourself Happi” Ranma said, sitting down next to Tsukiumi and grabbed some chopsticks.
“Itadakimasu!” They cheered and started eating.
End of Chapter
AN: Thanks Cat on a Shtick for the series name and for helping me editing and fleshing out the series more Thanks a ton!
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