Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Bound to Stay ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

 

“Blah, blah, blah” - indicates Japanese speech

# Nerima, Tokyo, Earth # - indicates locations

/Hmmm…/ - indicates thoughts

 

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Bound to Stay by Kalissa

 

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Some Japanese words that I decided to use in the chapter:

 

Tadaima - `I'm back!' `I'm home!'

Okaeri - `Welcome back!'

Baka - `Idiot' `Stupid'

Hentai - `Pervert'

Nani - `What'

Hai - `Yes'

Shan - `Beautiful' (I'm not so sure about this one but I like the word so I'll use it anyway. :P)

 

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Chapter 6

 

# Tendo Dojo #

 

“Tadaima” came the unusually cheerful greeting of the middle Tendo while the youngest one stormed out upstairs mumbling something incoherent about `bossy hentai no bakas'

“Okaeri Nabiki” greeted her younger sister Kasumi exiting the kitchen “Where is Akane?”

“She's in her room and probably will be going to the dojo as soon as she changes.”

As if to prove her words Akane already in her gi exited her room, and still mumbling angrily to herself went to the dojo.

 

“Oh my. Did something happen at school?” the elder sister asked worriedly.

“No, nothing major.” Nabiki chose not to mention the gruesome fight and the death of a demon at the end of it. “Little Princes is just mad that Ranma outright ignored her today.” it was said with a hidden smirk and in a casual tone of voice.

“Ignored? That's not very polite.” then the implication of what her sister just said hit her “Ranma' back?” exclaimed an extremely surprised and at the same time happy Kasumi. When she realised her outburst she blushed and hurried to the kitchen to `make something special for the occasion' calling out over her shoulder “Dinner will be ready in half an hour”.

Nabiki's smirk just got wider. It was extremely difficult to get any reaction from Kasumi, except for her famous `Oh my' the eldest sister always wore a cheerful expression. Nabiki knew her sister was attracted to the younger Saotome and she didn't blame her for it. After all, no matter how amusing Tofu's `reaction' to her was it's not exactly what a girl wants in a relationship.

 

On the way to her room Nabiki noticed that neither Nodoka nor the fathers were at home. / Probably getting drunk somewhere and will somehow manage to crawl back here in time for dinner … as usual. / her mental voice was full of disgust for both men. / I wonder where Nodoka is though. /

She was couple of steps away from the door when Nabiki saw Happosai preparing for his now daily panty raid. Nabiki immediately remembered her conversation with Ranma and specifically the real reason for his `training trip'.

“Why hello there Nabiki-chan” by now Happosai learned the hard way not to touch the Tendo sisters. He noticed her good mood and the curiosity got the best of him. “I see you're in a very good mood may I ask what caused it?”

She was hoping for him to ask that question. With an overly sweet voice, one that everybody who had more than a passing acquaintance with the middle Tendo knew meant trouble, she answered.

“Oh, you didn't know?” she had trouble keeping her smirk off her face.

“Ranma's back.”

 

Now, Happosai lived for more then three hundred years and in those three plus centuries had seen most of what there is to see. During these long years he had become one of the most powerful people on the planet. Given that there were very few things that could scare him. Despite all of that, those two words terrified the lecherous Grandmaster. The blood drained from the old masters face leaving him as white as paper, he was shaking like a leaf and every hair on his body stood upright. At that state, his mind was capable of only one coherent thought / H-H-HE is-s b-b-back!!! /

 

Nabiki watched the old hentai freeze at the mention of Ranma's name. She saw the look of terror creep on his face followed by the uncontrollable shaking. Happosai looked as if he's going to have a heart attack. This was DEFINITELY NOT the reaction she expected. Shock? Yes. Some anger? Possible. But TERROR? /Where in hell did you sent him to fear his return this much? / Ironically, Nabiki didn't know that she had just answered her own question. The perplexed girl watched as the Grandmaster of The Anything Goes Martial Arts fainted not able to deal with the strain that fear put on his system.

“Nice work.” startled, Nabiki whipped her head toward the direction the sarcastic and somewhat pleased voice came, only to see those impossible stormy grey-blue eyes.

 

# A few minutes earlier #

 

Ranma watched as the Tendo sisters came home. He looked on, amused by their behavior. It wasn't a secret for a black haired man that all three were attracted to him. He knew it even when he lived here as a human. Ranma was never the dumb jock all Nerimians assumed him to be … quite the opposite. No he had chosen to play the role as his life was rather easier when nobody took him seriously. He saw Nabiki going upstairs where he previously felt the old hentai's presence. Using the improved version of the Umi-sen-ken (1) Ranma followed her to the bedrooms fully intent on having a little `chat' with the dried cockroach when Nabiki was done talking with him.

 

Seeing Happosai terrified and knowing that his return was the cause of it left Ranma highly satisfied. His only regret at the moment was that he didn't do it personally. Nabiki's bewildered expression and obvious panic forced him to interfere before the girl did something stupid like scream and alert everybody to what's going on.

 

“Nice work.” when Nabiki looked at him Ranma continued “Though you could've left me the pleasure of making him choke when I entered the dining room.” he sounded almost wishful.

“Wha…I-i-s h-he d-d-dead?” fear and panic were thick in Nabiki's voice.

“Oh no, just fainted. It's nothing serious, unfortunately. ” Ranma `assured' the girl in a bored and mildly disappointed tone of voice.

“NANI? You WANT him to be dead?” asked disbelieving Nabiki looking at him with wide eyes.

“Uhh…yes, as a matter of fact I do.” then after a bit of thought he added “Though I'd prefer him to suffer for all eternity, like he hoped that I would if I survived by some miracle.” the last part Ranma mumbled to himself but Nabiki somehow managed to hear it.

“………..”

“Oh well, I'd better get the scum into his room, somebody could trip over him and hurt themselves.” with a dramatic sigh Ranma picked up Happosai by one leg and carried the Grandmaster of his old school to his bedroom making sure to bump hentai's head into everything as much as possible. / If I couldn't give him a heart attack I will at least make sure that he'll wake up with a huge headache. /

The thought brought a slight sprint to his step.

“……….” Nabiki watched the man go then shook her head and went to her room. / To hell with it, my mental health is more important. /

 

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Kasumi was putting the finishing touches to the grand dinner she prepared for the occasion. She was extremely excited by Ranma's return and wanted to please him by serving his favorites for dinner. Unnoticed by the girl her thoughts drifted from the meal to the boy, no scratch that the gorgeous hunk of a man, that she was cooking it for. She imagined how he would return extremely tired from the training trip, she would sit him at the table and bring out his favorite foods. Then she will feed the man while sitting on his lap and leaning on his hard muscled chest that will be so deliciously pressing against her breasts. Kasumi imagined herself feeding him a rice ball from mouth to mouth, which would slowly escalate to a very deep French kiss. His hands would caress her body sending shivers down girl's spine, he then would fondle her breasts and squeeze her buttocks while grinding his erection into her already wet pussy…

 

Kasumi didn't get any further in her fantasies because she was interrupted by the smooth and incredibly sexy voice, vaguely familiar to her.

“Well hello-o there. Hard at work as always I see.” Ranma said with an amused smirk. He had been passing by the kitchen after dropping Happosai off, literally, and since the table was yet to be set he decided to offer his help. His good intentions flew out of the window when his oversensitive nose picked up a heavy sent of arousal coming from the elder Tendo sister. The steel-like will that Ranma developed after countless years of dealing with women was the only thing keeping him in control of his body and preventing the demon from taking the girl right then and there.

 

Ranma watched as she turned around blushing in a mix of embarrassment and excitement. He saw her eyes widen when she saw him, her mouth was already opening to ask something, probably his identity when recognition and then disbelief played on the girls face.

“Oh my. R-Ranma?” her blush deepened when Kasumi got a better look at the man standing in front of her. Her eyes taking in all the changes and at the same time feasting at the site.

“The one and the only.” Ranma flashed her his famous lady-killer smile that made some women faint and caused the other's knees to buckle “I was wondering if you needed any help setting up the table…? ”

“On no, it's alright.” Kasumi finally composed herself “You must be tired, why don't you go to your room to change and freshen up a bit? The dinner will be ready in ten minutes.”

“Whatever you say, shan” with another smile and a mock bow Ranma exited the kitchen and went to his room leaving a blushing Kasumi behind.

 

His `room' was in fact a rather large storage closet rearranged to fit his needs after Nodoka moved into the dojo and to the guestroom with Genma. It never mattered to Ranma though, the fact that he used it only for sleep and that he finally got away from the fat fur ball that Genma was made it better than any luxury hotel room at that time.

 

However, that was then, at the present he would've preferred a large bed with an attractive woman in it, not the lone futon on the cold floor. Ranma sighed and took of his leather coat. He could think about finding another place to sleep later, right now he needed to change and head down for dinner.

 

Ranma looked at the shirt he found in the dresser and threw it back in. He wasn't in the mood for red right now. Reaching into his sub pocket Ranma pulled out a silk outfit and put it on. Plain silver pants with drawstrings at the ankles combined with a long sleeved Chinese dress/shirt with its tails shy of 10 centimeters of touching the ground. The shirt was silver with golden trim and a golden Chinese styled dragon embroidered on it. A soft pair of slippers completed Ranma's idea of a comfortable and homely outfit. As a final touch, Ranma untied his hair and let it cascade down his back and chest in a raven waterfall. (2)

 

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When Ranma entered the dining room Nabiki and Akane were already sited at the table. A quick scan with his senses showed that Kasumi was at the kitchen helping Nodoka unpack the groceries she went out to buy and that the fathers hadn't returned as of yet.

 

The girls openly gawked at the site that Ranma presented. And while Akane was shocked into silence from her continuous whining about today's events Nabiki found herself mesmerized by the bishounen standing in front of her. Ranma's clothes gave her a perfect view of his body, the silver silk was clinging to his form outlining every muscle and curve. It didn't help that her imagination supplied Nabiki with images of her straddling a naked Ranma while running her hands across his firm toned chest. It wasn't long before her nipples hardened and a familiar wetness engulfed her pussy.

 

The girls' reactions didn't escape Ranma's notice and when he was about to comment on that a gasp from behind drew his attention. Looking back, he was treated to the site of a gaping Nodoka and a cheerful Kasumi. Ranma greeted them with a nod and silently joined two sisters at the table sitting beside Akane as had become a custom.

 

“Ranma? Oh my, you're finally back! How was your training trip? Is everything all right now? You look so handsome in this kimono. (3)” Nodoka asked/said in one breath sitting beside Ranma after she overcome her shock.

“Everything is fine, thank you.” Ranma's face was carefully blank of any emotions and his voice was nothing but polite.

 

At this note, Soun and Genma entered the room surprisingly sober (not as drunk as they usually were) which could only mean that they ran out of money and were subsequently thrown out of the bar. Seeing Ranma, Soun went into the `Ranma's back schools will be joined' rant complete with the waterworks while Genma started berating Ranma about how weak and pathetic it was to lose control.

Not in the mood to deal with them at this particular moment, Ranma glared at the men. This proved enough to shut the fathers up and make them hurry to their seats staying as far from the black haired man as possible.

 

Kasumi and Nodoka served the food and two families proceeded to eat their dinner in a somewhat tense silence. To the surprise of all present Ranma ate slowly and showed excellent table manners, a silent glare that promised suffering convinced Genma to keep to his own plate. When the after dinner tea was served Happosai interrupted them, he was coming downstairs while holding his head in obvious pain. When the old master saw Ranma he acted upon the reflex, splashing him with cold water and calling out `SWEETO!' Happosai lunged at the onna-Ranma's chest only to be snatched out of the air by a very wet and obviously very pissed male Ranma.

“Ahh, just the person I wanted to see… dead. We have a lot to discuss Happi, my training trip among other things. After all it's only proper that I show you what I accomplished thanks to your help.” his voice was oozing with sarcasm and an obvious promise of pain.

 

That's when everybody came out of their shock.

“Oh my!” was Kasumi's only response to the seen.

“Waghhh! Ranma's cured and can finally marry my little girl! Waghhhh!” Soun was wailing in joy.

“Y-y-you didn't change….!!” stammered shocked and a bit fearful Akane.

“You ungrateful boy! You found a cure and didn't bring it to your father?” Genma's face was red in anger.

“Ohhh, my son is so manly now!!” Nodoka was happily dancing around the room.

“How…?” Nabiki quiet voice was nearly lost among all the shouting.

Happosai merely paled realizing the fact that he will never his darling Ranma-chan again was by far not the worst thing that will happen to him in the near future.

 

“No, I didn't find a cure.” Ranma's calm voice froze everyone on their places.

“But you didn't change!” came Akane's angry accusation.

“I didn't say that I still have a curse. I was cured by a lucky accident, …if you can call it that.” / Being caught in a crossfire between five very powerful and extremely pissed off gods certainly doesn't happen every day. And I prefer to think that being hit by every party simultaneously really WAS an accident. / “The circumstances are impossible to recreate” / Two of them were killed in that fight. Can't say I'm sorry for them. / “And frankly I still have no idea why that removed my Jusenko curse.” / Well that's mostly true, I know that the magics lashed out and cancelled each other out, that's the main reason I survived. However, I still have no idea which of them reacted with the curse. /

“Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll take Happosai to the dojo. We have a lot to discuss” - with a twisted sadistic grin Ranma headed to the dojo leaving a room of shell-shocked people behind.

 

 

# The dojo #

 

Closing the shoji door behind him, Ranma tossed Happosai to the middle of the dojo.

“Long time no see, Happi.” Ranma's voice was cold but he still managed to sound amused. “Did you miss me?”

“H-h-how? I was sure that I cut your link! And even if I messed up, only demons can escape Hell!” he was shaking in rage and fear at the same time.

“Bingo.”

“DEMON!? You're a Traveler!?” (4) old master's jaw dropped to the floor wile his eyes widened to the size of a dinner plates. “Impossible! You never could handle even a simplest magic never mind a Portal.”

“True, but things change.” Ranma got a wicked smirk on his face “And me not being a human anymore certainly helped to deal with that problem.”

After saying that Ranma's form shimmered and the illusion that gave him human-like appearance was removed.

 

There weren't any dramatic changes. His body didn't become that of a beast and he didn't grew horns, no, nothing like that but that's exactly why the change was even more horrendous. The fact that such a creature looked so much like a human was terrifying.

Ranma's skin became paler to the point where it was almost snowy white, his hair was dipped in silver at the rim, and two silver streaks framed his face. The blue of his eyes became even brighter and the pupils morphed into feline slits. Pointed ears, fangs and claws completed the transformation. Now before Happosai stood The Dragon, one of the most feared demons in the Known Worlds.

 

Ranma smirked at Happosai giving the old hentai an excellent view of his fangs.

“Let's play shall we.”

 

Sounds of flesh meeting flesh and wood of the floor as well as a clear sound of bones being broken along with screeches of pain and pleas for mercy filled the night air of Nerima. Not many managed to recognize Happosai's voice behind them, but those who did shook in fear not daring to imaging who could extract such a reaction from one of the most powerful humans of this particular world.

 

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(1) - The Umi-sen-ken is one of the sealed techniques of the Anything Goes style that was originally created by Genma. The idea is to use your ki to cover yourself and become invisible. (did I get it right?????????)

 

(2) - I will try to post some illustrations to this story later on, for now please bear with my descriptions. If it helps, my Ranma looks a bit like Max from `Four Dragon Island' by Shindo Tatsuki only his hair is black. There are differences but it will give at least something for your imagination to work with.

You can find some awesome summaries and art from manga on

www-personal.umich.edu/~weyrbrat/fanfic/anime/dragon

 

(3) - I have no idea of the proper name for this clothing so I will be calling it kimono until some holy and thrice blessed sole will tell me how's it called.

 

(4) - A `demon' stands for a dimentional traveler. For example anyone from a different dimention will be a `demon' for us, the same thing goes for `them'. I can just imagine some slimy monster with say six tentacles running around screaming bloody murderer at a site of a classical `cute' school girl. What?! It's a standard reaction to a demon isn't it? (0.0) :P

 

 

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