Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Grand Theft Auto: Nerima ❯ Wicked Game ( Chapter 4 )

Wicked Game





Ryouga kept an eye on his GPS as he drove along the empty midnight street dodging shadows of mysterious men doing mysterious thing down mysterious back alleys. Every one had their own life and own problems and they dealt with it in their own way. Ranma sat in the passenger seat with his head against the window watching the power lines come forth and pass by slowly. Occasionally a lamp pole would light up the cab revealing the sad expression on his face and then putting them both back in the dark. Who could blame him? His fathers actions were a result of Ranma's screw up, of course he felt like shit. Ryouga couldn't help but think what Ranma was going to tell his mom. `Hey mom I'm back after not calling for two years, I've kill some people, I'm a wanted criminal, I'm stripping, my ex-fiancé has probably been murdered and hey, guess who's been trying to pick up cheap whores behind your back?' It wasn't going to be pretty and Ranma was now regretting the trip to see his mom, but at the same time he wasn't trying to back down. He just hoped that the drive would take forever to get there, but sometimes forever just isn't long enough.

Ryouga parked in an empty stall, shut off the engine and waited patiently for Ranma. “You ready?”

Ranma lifted his head slowly and nodded as he opened the door. “Yeah… Let's just get this over with.”

“She wants to see you man. Don't worry.”

The two made their way to the third floor. Ranma was dragging his father by the back of his shirt and placed him down for a moment as he gave the door some hard knocks. It was midnight; a knock on your door at midnight always means something bad has happened, it was the not knowing what was on the other side of that door that struck fear into people's hearts. It could be a police officer coming to tell you some one has died. What if it's some drunk at the wrong house trying to get in? Maybe it's a friend that has no sense of time. Maybe it's your long lost son carrying your drunken husband home coming to bear nothing but bad news. Either way a tired lady answered the door slowly and her eyes filled with joy as she swung it open and wrapped her arms around her child. Ranma forgot about his father for a moment and smiled as he exchanged an arm around her and held her close. Nodoka opened her eyes to look down behind her sons shoulder and saw her husband drunk and passed out as usual. Ryouga didn't need to be told; he just grabbed Mr. Tendo and went to his place to screw off too while the two had their talk.

It was a dead back and forth conversation with all the usual simple questions. `Are you ok? When did you get here? What have you been doing? Where did you find your father? I'm so glad you're all right. How long will you be staying? Have you seen Akane yet? What do you mean no one knows where she is? Soun didn't say anything about her missing. What's going on?'

Ranma just told her the truth. He owed that much to her, that was certain. Hell this was the first time she'd really gotten to know her son so she may as well have the full story. The most recent events scared her though. “So… You're working at a…”

“Just for now.”

“…I could help you get a job where I am, if you're really that tight for money…”

“I know its hard to understand, but… I have to do these things to find her. I'm part of that underworld of criminals now. I have to ring people out for information.”

“A-are you, umm… Gay? I-I don't mind if you are-“

“No, I'm not gay. As I said, I'm going to be there for a little while to gather information. I think Akane's in deep trouble.”

“I don't think I understand… Maybe I'm just tired… I take it you found you're father at the place you… work.”

“Mom… There's something you need to know about dad…”

“I… I already know…”

“You know that he picks up prostitutes?”

“Yes…”

Ranma stared at her for a few seconds. “Are you two not married anymore?”

“No… We are…”

“And you let him get away with this?”

“…It's my fault anyways…”

“Wha… What's your fault again?”

“I… I was a bad mother… I chased you out of here myself… What kind of wife am I?”

“Whoa… Wait a second. Where did this come from? You were never given a chance to be my mother. Dad kept you away.”

“W-well he said…”

“Dad told you this?”

“Well…”

“He told you that you were a bad mother and wife? And this is why you let him go around screwing prostitutes?”

“…Yes…”

̶ 0;Hold on a second mom. I have to go wake dad up.”

Ranma got up off the couch with that same twisted look of hatred he had on his face at the strip club. Genma moaned as Ranma boot stomped his face and got him to his feet to start pulling him towards the bathroom. “You fucking sack of shit… You greedy goddamn conniving bastard…” Nodoka stood up out of concern when she heard the bath turn on and something hit water with protest. When she walked in she saw her husband's head stuffed in the toilet and the bathtub filling up with only the hot water valve on. Ranma pulled Genma's head out and asked. “Are you awake yet?” Another moan came out of him so Ranma tried hot water this time. “Maybe this'll get you talking?” Another head dunk, but this time in steaming hot water Genma started to flail his arms trying to get out. Ranma pulled Genma head out again and shook him in front of his face. “Hey! You recognize me yet? You know who the fuck I am!?”

Genma burped out something disgusting and gave Ranma a look. “Yours that no guud son nuf mine…”

“Still groggy huh? I think you need some coffee.” Ranma pulled Genma towards the kitchen to find the coffee pot, and upon discovery he detached the pitcher and busted it across his dad's face leaving a deep red gash across his forehead. That woke Genma up out of his stupor. He shook his head and focused his eyes.

“Wha! What `re you doin' in my housh!?”

“Fucking your ass up. That's what.” Ranma smoked him across the face again and pushed him into a wall with a hand chocking his neck tightly. Ranma started feeling Genma's wind pipe growing soft as he crushed it down. “What the fuck have you been filling mom's head with!? What the fuck have you been telling her!?”

Genma managed to smack Ranma's arm off of him tried throwing a punch. Ranma grabbed it out of the air and quickly started twisting his father's arm behind his back all the way to the breaking point. “AHHH! STOP! STOP!”

“Beg all you want! It won't do you any fucking good! Call this punishment!” Genma felt one of his fingers being pulled and suddenly being snap side ways. “One finger for me!” Genma wailed out as he felt his finger break and he screamed again when he felt Ranma grab the next one. “Two for all the fiancés!” *CRACK!* “Three for all the lies!” *CRACK!* “Four for the fucking curse!” *CRACK!* Ranma then grabbed the center of his father's hand held it tightly. “And the works for every thing you've put mom through…” Ranma twisted the hand with a quick twist until it faced the wrong way leaving Genma falling the ground screaming. Ranma grabbed the back of Genma's shirt again and headed towards the door. He was tossed out into the hallway and as he looked up he stared straight down the barrel of the gun pointed between his eyes. “If I ever see you around here again I'll paint these walls with your fucking blood! Now get the fuck out of here before I fill that thick skull of yours full of lead.” Ranma didn't wait for Genma to respond and just closed the door on his face leaving him with the agony of his hand to deal with.


The door swung closed and Ranma now faced his mother with a cross look on his face as he walked towards her. She was frightened and stepping back putting her hands in front of her telling Ranma to not come near. “P-please don't hurt me…”

Ranma let his gun hit the floor as he came in close and gave his mother a tight hug. “I'd never hurt you mom. Not in a million year and I won't let any one else hurt you, especially him. You don't deserve this.”

Slowly she returned the hug and after a few moments she broke down and started crying on his shoulder. “I… I've missed you so much…”

“I know…”

“You've become such a fine man…”

“Nah. I'm still you're baby boy, I've just got a problem with anger these days. Are you going to be ok by yourself tonight?”

“Please stay with me… I'm afraid…”

“Ok… I'll stay with you. Don't worry.”


She eventually drifted off to sleep leaning on her son's shoulder with a calm smile on her face. The anguish that had previously been there had now been replace with a warm feeling of euphoria that made your head feel three feet higher then it really was and made you question if this was in fact reality. It's always nice to find a place that will take you in and hold you with nothing but love, like being wrapped in an angel's arms. It's that small paradise that a person can find if they look hard enough and believe that this is your moment of Zen, and then it'll enlighten you and carry you away across an ocean of peace bringing you to that island of freedom and hope. However one must protect these feelings if they wish for them to survive, so there sat Ranma in the dark with a view of the door now colored that dark ambient blue, with a loaded gun and eyes only half open. Tonight he wasn't sleeping for he was on guard duty, defending the front of what was left of his happiness. Shadows stretched across the room as wind picked up outside sending in the black lines of unorganized branches through the window, making him paranoid and sketchy at best. Tonight wasn't a dream, it was a nightmare of a dark beast hunting you down through a dead forest and no matter how much you skip and stride away, it will get you and eat you alive starting with your feet. Ranma jerked at he woke up. He'd managed to drift off and was now looking around to make sure he hadn't missed anything, but he did. He missed the night and his mother was coming over to him with a cup of tea. “Oh… Did I wake you?”

“Nah, don't worry about it. How'd you sleep?”

“Fine dear… How about you? You were mumbling in your sleep.”

“Just a bad dream…” Ranma glanced over at a clock and took a sip of his tea. “Hmm. I'm gonna have to leave soon.”

Nodoka smiled as she sat across from him. “You're… going to look for her?”

“Yup.”

“I want you to take something with you then…” She set her tea down and got up and walked into a room where he heard her rummaging through a closet. She came out with a black box and something wrapped up. “If… If you get in trouble…” Nodoka gulped as she placed the things on the table. “I just don't want you to get hurt out there… It's very dangerous…”

Ranma already knew what was wrapped up but he was curious about the box. He popped the lid off and gazed in wonder. “M-Mom! When did you get this!?” He pulled out a six-shooter magnum from the box and looked at the 120 rounds left in the box.

“Some times… Bad men come around here. They don't hurt me, but they break a lot of things… I guess I bought it because I was scared, but I can't fire that thing, so… If you're in trouble… I can't believe I'm saying this…”

Ranma reached over and put hand on her shoulder. “Hey, I'm grateful believe me, but why the sword too?”

“Maybe it's tradition. I'm not sure, but it's our family sword and it's only been collecting dust in my closet so…”

“Ok, I get it.”

“I just hope you don't have to use them…”

“I'll do my best to stay out of trouble, but when I'm done here I'm taking you with me, ok? We'll leave this hell hole together.”

Nodoka sat down beside Ranma and put her arms around him. “That would be nice…”

“What you don't believe me?”

She laughed and let go of him. “Sorry. I've just lost some faith that's all.”

Ranma sipped the last of his tea and stood up with the objects under his arms. “Well you'd best find it again. I have to get to work now, so if you need anything or if pops comes back just give my pager a call and I'll be right over.” He jotted down a number and gave his mother a hug.

“I'll do that. Please stop by anytime, I haven't seen you in so long.”

“I know…”


Ranma assumed Ryouga had stayed the night at the Tendo residence, so he decided to pay a visit. Three knocks and busy feet were making their way to the door. It was nice to see Kasumi answer the door with that ever-present smile. She looked overworked and a bit tired, but smiling all the same. She gave Ranma a smile, a hug, and invited him in. “It's been so long, how are you?”

“Fine. How about you? How's Mr. Tendo?”

“Oh, he's… sleeping. It seems he's had a bit too much to drink last night…”

Ranma could tell by her tone that this was becoming a daily occurrence, and that she was probably paying all the bills, along with Soun's drinking habits. Ranma couldn't help but notice the feint red mark on her cheek, but couldn't find the nerve to ask. “Did Ryouga spend the night here?”

“Oh, yes. He's on the couch right now. Can I get you anything to drink?”

“No, I'm good. I just stopped by to say hi, and pick up Ryouga.” Ranma walked over to the couch and gave it a shake. “Yo! Get up.” Ryouga slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ranma for a second, and decided he wasn't worth his time, rolled over and dozed off again. “You cheeky bastard…” Ranma whipped the covers off of Ryouga sending that icy breeze of wind to shoot across his mostly naked body. Ranma looked down for a few moments and almost laughed.

“Hey! What's the big idea!?”

“You know Ryouga… I have a lot of things that I wish to see, hear, and experience in this world, but for some reason seeing you in a he-kini just didn't make the list.”

Ryouga looked down at his cheetah print man-panty and started turning red. “AHH! I-it's not a he-kini!”

“Oh, so there's a difference between this and a man-panty?”

“Ahh! Give me my pants damnit!”

“Gladly. So are you awake and ready to go?”

“Yeah, yeah… Geez…” Ryouga got dressed and bowed to Kasumi. “Thanks for letting me spend the night, I'll make it up to you some time.”

“Oh, don't worry. It's always nice to see you.”

Ranma tapped Ryouga's shoulder and asked him a question. “Hey, can you wait for me downstairs? I've got a little bit of a private matter with Kasumi here.”

Ryouga shrugged his shoulders and nodded. “Sure.”

“Thanks.” Ryouga left and Ranma made his way over to Kasumi. “Hey… I've got a question.”

“You're looking for Akane, right?”

“Yeah. Ryouga said he asked here, but I just want to double check.”

Kasumi picked up a couple dishes from the table and started walking over to the kitchen with them. “She moved out shortly after you left here. For some reason she never really stayed in touch, but that's just Akane. No one really knew she was gone until Ryouga stopped by asking questions. I'm sure she's ok, but if you wouldn't mind… Could you keep looking for her, just to be safe?”

“Sure. Also, what about Dr. Tofu? I tried stopping by his office but the place was torn down.”

Kasumi seemed to stop for a moment as if remembering something but she kept herself quiet. “He… moved away, I think. That's what father said, anyways. I haven't seen or heard from him for quite some time now.”

“Ok… Hey do you mind if I have a word with Mr. Tendo for a second?”

“I wouldn't want to wake him… But if it's important…”

“It is. Is his bedroom over there?”

“Yes, please keep your voice down though.”


Ranma stepped into the room letting his heels drag and feet thump. “Rise and shine Mr. Tendo, I got a question for ya.”

Soun opened his eyes groggily but recognized Ranma in a second. “R-Ranma? When did you get back?”

“Two days ago and as it seems I'm not liked around here.”

“Oh, you probably saw Soatome… Don't mind him, he's just being stubborn as always.”

“No, he's got definite reason to hate me now.”

“Look here my boy, I know that in the past I was angry with you, but I forgave you and I hope you forgave me as well. You were always so good to my little girls.”

“You might now want to get so friendly with me just yet. You might not like what I've got to say.”

Soun bowed his head and tried getting rid of his headache. “I understand if you are still mad at me…”

“Let put that aside for a moment Mr. Tendo, I've got a question that's been bugging me.”

“Certainly.”

“Dr. Tofu. When I asked Kasumi about him she seemed a bit… I don't know…”

Soun sighed and thought for a moment. “It may be best if you do not get involved with it my boy… The good doctor has had a little bit more then a rough patch in his life.”

“Just tell me, I'm going to find out anyways.”

Soun sighed again and thought it through. “He was caught selling morphine to people… His license was removed and his clinic was shut down. I don't think for a second that he did it, but… Well, there are those people that changed this city… Any ways, he couldn't find work anywhere and since he had a criminal record he wasn't allowed to leave town. He's… currently homeless… I have no clue where he is, but I suspect it would be close to his old clinic.”

“I see…”

“What was that other thing you were talking about my boy?”

“Oh, yeah… Listen Mr. Tendo… I think you're a great guy and all, but only when you're sober. Now I know I've only just arrived, but I'm under the impression that you've been having a bit more then your share of alcohol these days.”

“Wha-“

“Just listen for a second. Now what I'm saying here is that last night I was in my girl form and you and my dad thought I was a prostitute. You both tried to pick me up and it's probably because of that that you have a killer headache right now. With this in mind I assume that you do stupid things when you're drunk, now here's my real problem so you better listen up.” Soun sat staring at Ranma trying to comprehend what he'd done last night. “When I walked in here this morning I couldn't help but notice a mark on Kasumi's face. Maybe she just bumped her head, maybe it was something else, but hear this. I have no tolerance for angry drunk assholes that hit women.” Ranma pulled out his brand new 45. Magnum and flashed it in front of Soun. “So, I'll let this one little red mark slide, but if I ever see another one on that sweet girl's face… I will murder you in such a way that they'll only be able to identify you through dental records.” Soun's eyes were wide with fear as he lay there trying to remember if he had ever hit his daughter. It was fuzzy but he defiantly remembered something. The calm of Ranma's words sent a deathly shiver down his spine and he couldn't help but shake. “Are we at an understanding here, Mr. Tendo?” Soun nodded slowly. “Good, now lay off the sauce and get yourself some fulltime work.” Soun nodded again and stayed silent. “Good bye Mr. Tendo. I was nice seeing you again.”


“So what did Nabiki have to say last night?”

“Same old same old. She doesn't know where Akane is either, but she said Paul would.”

Ryouga passed Ranma a look. “You mean that guy from before?”

“Yup. And he's exactly who we're going to be seeing in about 5 mins. So how about you? How was your first night as Captain Beat-up?”

“I felt bad about it, but you were right about contacts. There were a few guys that had things I thought you'd find interesting, so I took a bribe and promised them business if they didn't go back to the strip club and spread word that they got worked by some guy from Boris's place.”

Ranma raised his eyebrows and nodded with a smile. “Nicely done Ryouga. I knew you'd get the hang of it in no time. Any interesting names I should hear about?”

“Hiro Tankashi. He's a serious gun collector by the looks of his place, and he was carrying quite the piece of machinery down his pants.”

“Sounds dirty.”

“Very funny… Any ways, he had a few body guards all carrying something that look a little too fancy for a conventional sporting goods department.”

“Cool. Any one else?”

“Akira Hanzo. He doesn't really have anything merchandise wise to offer, but he packed a hell of a punch. If we needed a three-man muscle team to pull something off I'd ask this guy to help.”

“How'd you woo that one?”

“He's one of those really honorable types. I beat him in a fair fight, so he respected me and offered to help me if I didn't kill him.”

“Sounds reasonable. That's it I take it.”

“Sort of…”

“What does that mean?”

“Well… Remember those guys you used to hang out with back in school?”

Ranma broke out laughing when he realized what Ryouga was telling him. “Those two are in shit?”

“Well, you knew them so I cut them a bit of slack, but I still had to rough them up a little bit…”

“Aw I don't mind. They should have known better… Speaking of school…”

“We're here… So, what's today's torture method?”

“Depends where he is.”


The two walked into the boy's bathroom to find Paul getting ready to do some lines on the counter. Just as he ducked his head down Ranma grabbed his hair and pulled him up. “Hey fuck head. How's it going?”

“Hey, hey, hey! What's with this ere!? I told you fucks all I know!”

“Wrong Paul. You lied to me and you know it and unfortunately I've come to a conclusion about you.”

“Oh, I can't wait to ere' this…”

“I just can't bring myself to kill ya Paul. You're so low on the food chain that it'd be just too cruel.”

“Oh, well thank you for that, so if yer done ere' then let me the go and fuck off.”

“Paul man! What's with the hostility here? I though we were buddies? You know, I thought we could tell each other things, like Akane's whereabouts for instance.”

“Hey, I've told you once, now I'm telling you again, I don't know where the fuck this bird is?”

“Paul… I'm going to ruin your day now… Grab his hands Ryouga.”

“Hey! Hey! Stop it!”

Ryouga had Paul's hands pinned behind his back and Ranma was off in one of the stalls getting a wad of toilet paper. “Kneel him down by the urinal.” Paul watched in horror as Ranma reached into the urinal with the toilet paper and pulled out the soap cake in the bottom. “Open up Paul.” Paul sealed his lips tight and tried to get away. Ranma gave Paul a quick poke in the eye, which caused him to gasp and lean forward. The cake was now inside the mouth and Ranma was holding it closed. “So how does it taste my man? I'm guess a lot like soap with a hint of piss.”

Paul tried to spit it out but the urine-flavored cake kept sliding to the back of his throat. Ryouga tightened his grip on Paul and asked nicely. “So are ya gonna tell us where she is?” Paul made a lot of noise but no words could be heard. “I don't think he's going to Ranma…”

“Me neither… I'm not hearing him say anything helpful…”

“Do you think it's because of the piss patty?”

“Nah, that can't be it.” Paul was getting nauseous and before he knew it he threw up in his mouth but thanks to Ranma's clamp down on his jaw he was forced to swallow it back down. Ranma put the toilet paper in front of Paul's mouth and hit the back of his head to get the cake out. “So, tell me Paul… Why is it Nabiki tells me you know where her sister is, but you tell me you don't?”

Paul was leaning in the urinal trying to cough up as much of the bad taste as possible. “The bitch is lying!” Paul threw up again and Ranma wasted no time getting the cake back into Paul's mouth. Once again his hand clamped Paul's mouth shut and Ranma came eye to eye with him. “For that Paul… That outright lie… You get to eat this cake.” Paul started shaking and shook his head, no. “You're right Paul… How can I force you? I'm not going to kill you I said that didn't I? But here's your problem. My buddy Ryouga here is an angry guy, and he'll send a bullet through your head.”

Ryouga came in right on cue pulling out his gun and pressing it under Paul's chin. “I'm a sadistic killer Paul… So you better start chewing, and once it's all gone we can talk again, but if it's too much to swallow, I can add a couple extra holes in your head to get rid of it.”

Paul started breathing hard and after a few moments his jaw moved and a crunch was heard. Ranma diverted his eyes with a smile and shook his head. “Man, that shit is nasty… I can honestly say, you're a bigger man then I am, Paul.” A few more moments passed as Paul prepped himself for the swallow. His throat moved and before the pieces of cake could reach his stomach Ranma let go of his mouth and Paul hurled once again. Paul was once again leaned over the urinal puking his guts out and as he did that Ranma reached into the urinal beside him and pulled out a new cake. “Now are we going to have to go through this again, or are you going to ruin my fun?”

Paul shook his head and squeezed out a few tears. “I-I'll fucking tell you… Just leave me the fuck alone man…”

“All you had to do was tell me to begin with Paul, and this all could have been avoided.”

“You don't understand mate… they'll kill me…”

“No skin off my back. So tell me and maybe you'll live longer then you think.”

“She's… She got herself involved with big dumb fucking bloke name Jasper… He's come all the way from Liberty City to make sure shit here works out.”

“So who's that Garino guy you told be about?”

“That's his fucking brother… I tried to tell you man, but I didn't know how. No one knows where this Jasper guy is, except his brother Garino.”

Ranma got up and got Paul some paper towels. “You did good today Paul. As long as you don't lie to me, I won't be back.”

Paul wiped his mouth and spat on the floor. “It's the fucking truth man… You've gotta believe me.”

“I believe you Paul. Do you believe him Ryouga?”

“Sure, I'll believe him, but lord have mercy on him if he's lying.”

“Some goes with me. See ya around Paul.”


The two walked fast out of the school and towards the truck. Ryouga had a big smile plastered to his face. “W-we know where she is now!”

Ranma had the same smile as well. “No, no. We know who has her.”

“Still! This is fucking amazing!”

“Hey, we've still got a lot of work to do. We can't just go in and ask Garino where Akane is. We need people who can help us.”

“Ranma! You are the man!”

“Hey… You're making feel all soft and cozy inside. I couldn't have done that without you. That was a hell of a front you put up back there.”

“R-really?”

“Man, I thought you were a fucking psycho there for a minute!”

“Well… You know… It's for Akane…”

“No! That's good! We need to keep doing that.” Ranma's pager started beeping and he pulled it out of his pocket to give it a check. “Today's a good day. You know that Ryouga?”

“Why?”

“My friends from out of town are here and waiting at the dojo.”

“You're friends?”

“Yeah, even the guy that made the GPS for you. You can thank him personally.”

“Man! This IS a good day!”

Ranma turned around the corner to see his truck being towed away by a tow truck. “FUCK!”

“Well, you did park beside a fire hydrant…”

“Today blows!”



(Chris Isaak - Wicked Game)