Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Ranma and Akira 1/2 ❯ 3 A Few Loose Ends ( Chapter 3 )

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Ranma & Akira ½
Chapter 3
A Few Loose Ends

This story is based on Ranma ½. Most of the characters are not owned by me, but by Rumiko Takahashi. This story has been written for fun and not for any money gain.

All other works borrowed to other Anime are all owned by their respective owners

Akira is of my creation, any similarities to other characters are by accident.

Setsu is borrowed from a friend of mine.

This story might contain things that are unsuitable for people under the age of 17.


----------------Street outside Neko Café, 13 days before

“Wait child, you need to learn how to use it, before you try and lose control, and destroy yourself,” Cologne said.

“That is why I got the book,” Akira said, “Did I not?”

“Hai you did, but you still need a person to make sure you don’t go too far,” Cologne fearing for the boy.

“I will have Ranma do it, you said yourself that you have never seen someone with my ability,” Akira said spitefully.

“You should have someone more experienced do it,” Cologne said, but if you are still going to you should at least have him as an adopted oniisan.”

“Look Elder, I have lost any family I could call a home, then I find out a few hours later that I am a orphan to begin with, so don’t talk with me about family, I have no right to have one from what I have been through,” Akira shouted the elder, “I bring nothing but pain to any family I have, I would not have been abandoned if I have brought happiness now would I.”

“I guess not young one, but that does not mean that it is a curse to have a family, ones that can share your pain,” Cologne rebuked.

“Akira, you have no family, come my oniisan for you are family,” Ranma said as Akira looked at him with a surprised expression.

“Are you sure, Ranma,” Akira said after a few seconds.

“More sure then anything else right now,” Ranma said when he noticed Akane staring at him.

“Come here,” Cologne said as she was digging through her robes, “Here it is.”

“What is this ghoul,” Ranma said with distain in his voice.

“Here is an ancient Chinese Amazon technique for making a person apart of their family,” the Elder said as she held a scroll in her hands, “This will make you two blood.”

“Ok, so this will make Ranma my blood brother,” Akira said taking the scroll from Cologne.

“Hai it will make you Ranma’s oniisan, as if you had been born in the same family,” Cologne said.

“Ranma are you sure that you would want to do this,” Akira questioned Ranma’s eyes.

“Akira you lost your family, what could it hurt if we were blood,” Ranma said warmly.

“Ranma this is not something you can just blow off like everything you have the past, I might have been a quiet student but I am not stupid, before a few days ago you never noticed me before,” Akira retorted.

“Akira, I am trying to help, your Chi patterns are almost the same as mine but yours are more jagged but we can work on it, if you will let me help you,” Ranma said showing the same warmness.

“Ranma, if he doesn’t want to do it don’t make him,” Akane calmly told her “fiancé”.

“Fine, I give up, I have said my part,” Ranma said with saddened look across his face, “I just wanted a brother. I always have.”

“Ranma are you sure that you want me as your oniisan,” Akira said realizing that Ranma really had wanted it.

“Hai Akira, I want you as my oniisan, I may not have noticed you before today, but it is the feeling that I and you are the most alike people except that I am noticed because I am always in fights with the random guy every week,” Ranma said with distain.

“Ok Ranma lets get this over with,” Akira said with a rising hope, “Let’s see what the scroll says.”

“Let’s go home before we try anything,” Ranma said noting the look a pawn Akira’s face.

----------------Tendo House

“Akira, what do we have to do, for the thing, what’s it called,” Ranma said with his hands behind his head.

“Well Akane can’t be present if she is she will become a sibling as well, so if you would not mind Akane could you leave,” Akira said looking into her eyes.

“Hai, I will Akira but come and get me when you’re done, kay?” Akane said.

“Hai Akane we will,” Akira said looking deeply into Akane’s eyes.

“Bye Akane,” Ranma said looking straight through her.

“Ranma NO BAKA!” Akane screamed at her fiancé as she left the room.

“Ok Ranma,” Akira said looking up from the scroll,” do you accept me as your brother.”

“Hai I do, Akira,” Ranma said when he noticed his hand had an open wound, “WHAT THE HELL.”

“Ranma be calm this is part of it,” Akira said as his voice began to echo in itself, “Focus on me.”

Before Ranma could say anything he noticed Akira’s aura starting to flow out of him. The blood dipping from his hand began to flow to Akira’s feet.

“Do you Saotome Ranma accept the one known as Akimoto Akira as your blood brother,” a voice formed as Akira’s aura began to separate from Akira.

“What happens if I don’t accept,” Ranma said with a small voice.

“Akira will die,” the voice said from Akira’s aura, “Have you not noticed the blood he has lost.”

“I do, I accept Akira as my brother,” Ranma said with a determined voice.

“Are you sure, if you do completely accept it, your traits with mix with his along with you gaining his traits,” the aura that looked like a ghost form of Akira said.

“I do accept him as I accept myself,” Ranma snapped.

“Then it is done,” the aura of Akira said strongly, “May the blood always flow between two brothers.”

Akira body began to quake as Ranma’s blood flowed into Akira, “This was unexpected, this bond will be stronger then everyone before this one. The trait will be almost at the same level as each other.”

“AAAARRRRGGGG,” Ranma and Akira shrieked at the moment when they felt the blood of both soaking into their bodies, in violent cyclone of blood.

“RANMA, AKIRA WHAT IS WORNG,” Akane shouted as she broke through the Dojo doors.

“Ranma, what just happened,” Akira said as he looked at the dojo, he saw Akane stuck in place, “what is with my voice, it’s echoing.”

“Akira, I am not sure, it is not like this has happened before, at least not to me.” Ranma said looking at the frozen moment.

“Ranma, what are we going to do,” Akira said looking around noticing the blood soaked clothing.

“I think we should go see Old Ghoul before we do much more, that is if we can get out of this time freeze that seems to be in place,” Ranma said noticing he seemed a bit more informed about random things now. “Nii-san, do you feel different like I do?”

“Yeah, I seem a bit more balanced then I was before, but I don’t think at your level,” Akira said seeing that the blood was still soaking into his body.

“Akira, Ranma, what happened,” Akane said in what was perceived by Ranma and Akira a slow motion voice catching up to their perceptions.

“Akane, it worked,” Ranma said looking to Akane.

“It actually worked?” Akane asked seeing slight differences in Ranma talked, and the way Akira moved.

“Yup, worked great too, I feel like I can walk across fence lines now,” Akira said.

“Yea and I feel like I can do math homework now,” Ranma said feeling that confident that he had most of the time.

“Hey Nii-san, I think we should test this out some,” Akira said happily, unlike a boy who had lost both his parents earlier that day.

“One sec, before we do anything we need to see the ghoul,” Ranma stated.

“Yea, I guess so,” Akira said looking at his feet with a defeated expression.

“Let’s go,” Akane said blandly as she turned stepped out the door.

Akira and Ranma looked at each other slightly confused, and they both shrugged as they followed her to the Neko Café.

----------------Neko Café

As the three teens walked into the café they saw Elder Cologne speaking with a fairly short older man with a long white ponytail, with banes coming across the two sides of his eyes. He had a large coat resting on the chair which he was sitting.

“Ah, son-in-law, or should I say sons now,” Cologne said noticing Ranma and Akira entering the café.

“Hai, Elder,” Akira said, “I hope we are not intruding on you and your friend.

“No not at all, we were about to come find you two,” the Amazon elder said with a welcoming tone.

A loud song came over the room, “Ready, Set, Go.” The shorter man reached into his pocket and pulled a cell phone from it, “Moshi-Moshi, hey nii-san, Ok I’ll be right there,” the older man closed his phone, “I must be off, sorry I am not able to help this time Cologne.” The older man said as he slipped on his coat, and walked out with a slight metal click coming from his legs.

“It is not a problem Sensei-sama,” Cologne said with utmost respect.

The three younger teens watched with the surprise seeing the elder speaking with so much respect. “Elder, who was that?” Akane asked getting over her surprise first with the other two shaking it off.

“He was my mentor, teacher, and truly someone I respect even though he is two hundred years younger then myself. I’ll say that he is not one of our world."

“You respect someone that much younger, and he is your teacher?” Ranma said with a shocked expression.

“Hai, what do you find hard to believe? That I am respecting someone who is not an Amazon? Or that is not you?” Cologne said with the unsurprised expression she wore around Ranma.

“Yeah, the first one,” Ranma said thinking about it for a sec, “I guess you still have a bunch of surprises yet Ghoul.”

“Ranma, you shouldn’t be disrespectful to her, she did teach you Kachu Tenshin Amaguriken.” Akane said trying to keep Ranma from putting his foot in his mouth again.

“No Akane I understand, I bet that you wouldn’t think I would have a mentor still alive,” Cologne laughed as she stated what they all found surprising, “I am guessing you two came because you need to know what happened between you, eh Ranma, Akira?”

“Hai, I was wondering I seem more aware of how my body is moving then normal.” Akira said.

“Hai, same here, but it is more mental for me,” Ranma said agreeing with Akira.

“Yes, it will be is like that, because you both took on some of the traits of the other, Ranma being the focus person, because he is the one that adopted you Akira.” Cologne said.

“Is that so,” Akira said as he pondering the thought.

“Yes Akira that is true, you are like an untrained Ranma,” the Amazon Elder said with a neutral tone.

“Hmmm, then Akira should be a good combat match for Akane,” Ranma thought aloud.

“BAKA!” Akane shouted as she slapped Ranma across the back of the head sending him, face first, straight in to several of the tables around the Café.

“Ranma this, Ranma that, Akane I am tired of us being at each other’s necks all the time,” Ranma said as he stood up from the broken tables.

“Akira, what do you think?” Akane asked surprisingly.

“Leave me out of it,” Akira said placing his hands in the air in defense.

“Oh come on Akira your family now, you have to tell us,” Ranma said with a disinterested expression.

“Do you two really want to know what I think?” Akira asked with a slow tone to make sure they understood what they were asking for.

“Yes!” Akane and Ranma said together.

“Then try acting like you do want each other then for once,” Akira stated the first thing that came to his head.

Ranma and Akane had blank expressions on their respective faces.

“Why not it might be better then fighting all the time, and maybe we could really find our answer.” Ranma said snapping out of his daze.

“I am...willing,” Akane said with a blushing red face.

“Ok Akane, one week minimum we have to be nice to each other, and we must go on one date,” Ranma said with surprising thoughtful condition.

“Ok, one week, minimum, shake hands and make it a pact,” Akira said subconsciously motioning with his hands to shake hands.

Akane and Ranma both grasp each other’s hands and in one quick shake they seal their agreement. Both Akane and Ranma heard the preverbal click in their heads.

“Good, a final outcome is finally possible,” Akira thought to himself.

“What was that Akira, say something?” Ranma integrated with sly smile.

“Did I say something?” Akira asked.

“Nope, must be an empathic link onii-san. Right Akane-Chan?” Ranma asked.

“I guess it is possible if you’re able to project ki, and change into an ice cream hunting girl.” Akane said teasingly.

“Well whatever can we go home, I want to talk to you two about our plans for the next two weeks.” Akira said sheepishly.

“Ok I guess, hey ghoul can we get some orders of ramen to take home,” Ranma said with a hint of respect in his voice.

----------------Tendo Dojo

Ranma, Akira, and Akane sat in a small circle. One would notice that the empty ramen bowls that sat before them. Akira took a deep breath and reached into his shirt withdrawing a card that said JAP Airlines in fancy lettering. He placed the card onto the floor and said, “Ok, this card gives me three tickets to anyplace in the normal world as the man who gave it to me said. I am thinking we should go to Jusenkyo and get Ranma cured.”

“I would agree,” Akane said with little worry.

“Ranma?” Akira asked looking at him.

“Yeah, sure if that is what you want to use them on, GREAT!” Ranma said with a sly smile taking his lips.

Akira was unsurprised by his display he half expected it. “I’ll make the call now to find out when we could leave,” Akira said as he stood up and walked out of the room with a bow.

“So Akane, now that I really take a look at you…ummm…look really cute,” Ranma face turned a bright shade of red as he stated that opinion.

“Ummmm,” Akane face matched Ranma’s face instantly as she heard the words come from his mouth. “Ari…gato.”

“Moshi-moshi, this is JAP Airlines. Your number one travel choice of Japan. This is Misaki speaking, how may I help you?” the voice on the other end of the phone said in a uncanny cheery tone.

“Moshi, Hai, this is Saotome Akira, I have a gift card for three tickets in the normal world I was hoping I could redeem it.” Akira said on his end of the line.

“Hai, could you read the eight digit number on the back so that I may confirm your card,” The woman on the line said in a helpful tone.

“Hai, it is 78914170,” Akira said flipping the card around in his hands.

“One moment please,” the woman named Misaki said and a sound of clicking keys was heard over the line, “Hai sir, it is a VIP card that doesn’t expire until use, and it can get recharged if you wish.”

“Arigato, how soon could I get three tickets to Southern China?” Akira asked over the phone.

“Well sir you could fly out tonight because this card allows to use our rental private jet, it also allows you to get an extended visa to anyplace in the world,” the woman said.

“Oh wow, I get all that with this card?” Akira said with a stunned voice.

“Hai sir, is that all?” Misaki asked with a cheerful voice.

“Hai, Arigato, Ja ne,” Akira said to the woman and hung up the phone, “Oh, hi Kasumi-san,” Akira said with a slight bow.

“Hello Akira-kun, planning to take a trip?” Kasumi asked nodding her head to the side slightly.

“Hai, going to take Ranma and Akane with me to get Ranma cured,” Akira said slightly embarrassed.

“Oh that is so nice of you Akira-kun,” Kasumi said with her generally kind voice.

“Yeah, I thought so, ummm, Kasumi I need to get back to those two, I’ll talk to you a little later, I have something I want to talk to you about ok?” Akira said with calm voice.

“Hai, how about after dinner since lunch has already passed,” Kasumi proposed to the younger man in front of her.

“Hai, that sounds fine.” Akira replied a blush hidden on his face, but if Kasumi noticed it she didn’t let on.

When Akira returned to the dojo he saw Akane in Ranma’s arms their faces close to each other. Akira started to back out of the room when his sock caught on a on a loose nail, which in turn caused him to fall backwards. Both Ranma and Akane’s head turned to the noise before realizing that what had almost happened. “Gomen,” Akira said with his hand rubbing the back of his head.

Both Akane and Ranma tried to untangle from each other’s arms in a rushed maneuver but only succeeded in tripping apart. “Gomen, Akane,” Ranma said with a satin red face.

“It’s no problem Ranma,” Akane said with a matching face.

“Gomen nisai, Nii-san, Akane, oh yeah, we can leave when we want so when would yall like to go?” Akira asked with red cheeks. “I wonder what would have happened if I didn’t show up” Akira thought to himself.

“Umm, how about tomorrow afternoon?” Akane suggested trying to forget about what happened, well not forget, but regain control over her body.

“Hai, sure that sounds great,” Ranma said seemingly forgotten what had almost happened as he continued with his little chant when he got close to a cure, “Not gonna be a girl again…”

“Ok, it is settled,” Akira said, “Now would yall like me to leave again?”

“NO!” Akane and Ranma both yelled at the same time.

“Hey how about we look at that book the elder gave us,” Ranma suddenly said trying to get the attention off of them.

“Ok, lets see,” Akira opened the book and began to read aloud the following:

Senkou Dageki is an art in which one uses the temperate to fuel his/her ki. It is common for this ability to first manifest in a time of stress. Most of the powers must be trained, though at first the powers are unconscious, but if this is unchecked the user will rip their body apart in a surprisingly violent form. Amazon techniques such as the Soul of Ice and the Hiryu Shoten Ha are taken to the next level. One of the most basic techniques for a user is the Tenma Rasen Se (Demon Spiral Torrent), to the complex Tenshoku Doragon (Calling of the Dragon). Other techniques exist such as ability expansion or withstanding extreme conditions, and rapid healing, but these are some of the more common and need less training then full techniques. Within these pages you will slowly begin to understand what a Senkou Dageki user is capable of.

“Ok, wow lets see where I start out,” Akira said as he turned the page, “Kelvin Fuel, hmmm, oh I see it is where I absorb the temperate and use it to fuel my powers, it says here I should learn this first.”

Ranma and Akane watched Akira put down the book and close his eyes, “Do you need anything Akira?” Akane asked wondering what he was about to do.

“Hai, I need a few candles and some time where I can be alone,” Akira said, “And could one of yall get me when dinner is on the table, please?”

“Sure, Akira let me get them,” Akane said as she walked over to the storage cabinet, “All we have is four candles in here.”

“Ok that is fine, now could you come get me before dinner, Nii-san?” Akira asked.

“Yeah, sure, no problem,” Ranma replied.

“Ok, I’ll setup everything myself, I’ll see yall in a bit ok.” Akira said in a distant voice as if his mind was somewhere else.

“Ok Nii-san, see ya in a bit,” Ranma said as he and Akane walked out hand in hand.

----------------A bar in Tokyo

“Hi Setsu-sama,” A silver haired woman said cheerfully.

“Yo, Aira,” the vagrant named Setsu said from behind his counter, “What’s up?

“Hai, I met this plane of existence’s version of myself,” Aira said with a smile showing her full gray eyes, “Though he is younger then I expected.”

"Hrm..." the auburn-haired man grumbled in contemplation as he moved his left hand onto the counter in front of him. Reaching under the counter with his flesh hand, the man pulled a small tool kit out and began to work on his artificial hand, tightening screws and bolts.

“I’ll go make some food for us since it looks like it will be a slow day,” Aira said as she walked into kitchen.

----------------Airport in China near Bayankala mountain range

A young American in his early twenties stepped off a plane. He wore small square frame glasses. Around his right wrist, he had on a single dog tag which one would assume his name was placed on it. His head moved side to side seemingly trying to gain his barring.

“Sir, may I see your ticket?” the young Chinese woman with two buns in her hair asked the American that stepped off the plane in English.

“Yes, you may,” the man replied in flawless Chinese, as he handed his ticket to her.

Shocked that he spoke Chinese she took a moment to recover as she took the ticket from him, “Yes Mr. Arington, you will want to go over that way and have your visa or passport ready at those desks. Thank you.”

“Thank you Ms. Lee,” Mr. Arington said gracefully.

----------------Momonari Clock Shop

“Junta time to get up,” A woman’s voice said as a door slid open to the room, “JUNTA! GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED.”

“I’m up, I’m up, jeez Ami you could be nice to me sometime,” the young boy on the floor said looking to his childhood friend, “Ever since that Mega-playboy stuff I should get some sympathy.”

“NO! You don’t deser….wait you remember?” The woman said realizing what he said.

“Hai, it came back to me a couple days ago, I guess they can’t get rid of that part of me,” Junta the red spiky haired teen said, “I am gonna take up Martial Arts so I can tap into that fighting spirit, and maybe that charm.”

“Yeah right, like you need that,” Ami said, “So what Dojo decided to take you in?”

“The Tendo Dojo the next district over,” Junta said slipping his school uniform over his clothing, “you that place where Saotome Ranma lives?”

“You’re getting Saotome Ranma-sama to train you?” Ami asked in a surprised expression.

“Yes see, wait what is with the ‘sama’ part?” Junta asked with a raised eyebrow while pulling a flyer out.

“Oh no reason,” Ami said blushing said as she turned around, “we need to get ready to go.”

----------------Tendo Dojo

“Akira, Akira,” the red haired girl said trying to pull him out of his trance. “AKIRA!”

Akira opened his gray eyes and he noticed the floor was covered in ice and each of the candled that had been lit was no longer on fire and been separated by two feet each. “Oh it worked, I feel GREAT! I can’t believe it spread twelve feet.”

“Really?” Ranma asked as the frozen breath came from her mouth.

“Yeah, we should spar some time soon to see the effect of it,” Akira said in cheerful voice, you would never guess he had lost his parents earlier that day.

“We need to eat dinner first Nii,” Ranma-chan said looking at his adopted brother.

“Oh, yeah, I forgot, by the way before I forget I had a vision about woman I met today, at a bar and for some reason I know it is close by, and then a vision of an American getting off a plane near Bayankala mountain range, and a one about Momonari Junta, a student of yours?” Akira said and finished with a question.

“Yeah I know Junta he asked me to help him refine his Martial Art prowess and I said yes, we just haven’t met yet,” Ranma-chan said looking at her brother with a curious expression, “Come on it is freezing in here.”

“Ranma, can you do me a favor?” Akira asked as his face turned a bright shade of red.

“Hai, what do you need?” Ranma-chan replied noting the look on his face.

“Could you help me up; I am frozen to the floor,” Akira said with his face turning a even brighter red.

“Why not use the energy you collected and unfreeze that part?” Ranma-chan said looking at him while shaking her head.

“Oh I guess I could do that, hope I don’t release too much,” Akira said as he closed his eyes. At this point he began to glow with a silvery, almost liquid, heat wave rose off of him, “that should be enough.”

Everyone sat down to dinner and ate, peacefully for once, with no parents it made it easy to eat. Not a word was said, but everyone noticed Akira had that healthy glow that very few people could ever achieve. He was also very cheerful, which in turn made even Nabiki smile for a minute but when she noticed she had been she took it away. “Thank you for the food, Kasumi it was great, top notch, gourmet,” Akira said after everyone had finished their meal.

“Akira-kun you wanted to talk to me?” Kasumi asked as everyone had started to leave the table.

“Hai, let me help you in the kitchen while we talk though,” Akira said in a cheerfully kind tone.

“Sure,” Kasumi said simply as she gathered up the dishes that were left at the table with Akira’s help as everyone else left the table, Ranma and Akane went to the dojo to check what had happened when Akira was in there for near four hours meditating while Nabiki went to check her supplies of various items.

“Ok Kasumi, I have a bit of a confession to make, Daisuki,” Akira said his face turning a very healthy look to a very healthy red look, one might notice that he had heat waves raising from him.

Kasumi didn’t say a word she felt very conflicting emotions to this boy that was three years younger then her. “But I like older men,” she thought, “Wait, what is he doing?”

Akira reached out touched her cheek with the back of his fingers his face moving closer to hers. He felt very hot inside and out as the emotions he felt proceeded to gain strength. Under his fingers he felt her quiver for a moment, his desire to move closer to her got even stronger as he took a step forward.

“Is he going to kiss me, or go farther, why can’t I resist him, he feels so hot, it feels good,” Kasumi thought hastily as his face slowly crept forward, “I should let him just kiss me.”

In a moment that seemed to take forever their lipped pressed against each other. *Knock, Knock* Kasumi and Akira looked dazedly from where the noise was coming from to see Nabiki standing there. It was at that moment that the two realized what had happened and Akira tried to step back to the side to make it seem that they had bumped into each other, but his foot hit Kasumi’s and he tripped to the side then a pain in the said of his head and everything went black for Akira.

“Nabiki!” Kasumi gasped out, “How much did you see?”

“I saw all of it Kas-chan, I’ll say I am a little jealous but I am glad for you,” Nabiki said in a tone that went completely against her normal personally.

“It’s not what you think,” Kasumi raised her hands in protest.

“Kas-chan, your acting like a little school girl again,” Nabiki said as she pointed to Akira and the small amount of blood, “might want to check on him.”

“OH MY!” Kasumi said completely against her normally composed self as she rushed down to Akira’s side checking his vitals making sure he was ok. “Ouch,” Kasumi gasped as she pulled her hand back as if it had been burned, “He is burning up, he has a massive fever,” She said as she looked at he reddened fingertips, “Nabiki help me get him up to the furo we need to cool him down.”

Nabiki did as Kasumi said and they dragged him up the stairs. They entered the furo. Kasumi ran the sink full of cold water and tried to throw the water on him when the water didn’t come out she looked into the bucket to find it was frozen. Nabiki glanced over to the tub and saw it was freezing fast.

----------------Unknown, flashback

Like a photograph, Akira sees a single black and white image of a odd looking nun with a ornate clock around her neck with large handgun in her hands behind her stands a large man with bat like wings a his hair is a shade lighter then black.

“R*static*te are you ok?” the large man said as he turned around to face her. His wings began to fold up to his shoulders.

“Yeah, I am f*static*no,” she replied and continued, “lets ha*static* change back.”

“Ok, Ro*static*tte,” he said as he shifted down to a smaller size without wings and a different style of clothing.

----------------Tendo House hold

“Akira, Akira,” Kasumi said as Akira opened his eyes, “Can you hear me?”

“H…a…i, I can hear you,” Akira said as his eyes slid into focus, “what happened?”

“You hit your head on the counter in the kitchen a week ago and you have been unconscious ever since,” Kasumi said with a tear falling down her face, when it got half way down her it froze.

Akira reached up and wiped the tear off of her check where it melted on his finger. “Is something wrong Kasumi-san?” Akira asked cocking his head to the side.

“Hai, I am just glad you’re ok,” Kasumi said not letting any more tears fall, “what is the last thing you remember?”

“I remember taking some of the dishes into the kitchen then I had a vision,” Akira said, “about a nun and I think a demon but I am not sure. OH NO, THE TRIP.”

“It is ok bro,” Ranma said, “we rather you be healthy before we travel anyway, and there hasn’t been any warm air around since you when unconscious, even the furo froze over, and you healed pretty fast to.”

“We packed up just incase you still wanted to go Akira, so if you don’t we’ll go unpack,” Akane said looking at Akira.

“No we’ll go tonight, is that why everyone is wearing winter clothing?” Akira asked noticing the clothing everyone was wearing.

“Yeah bro, just be glad you don’t have a curse you would never get out of it,” Ranma said with a half smirk.

“Ranma I need to bleed off some energy but I can’t do it safely without fighting, feel like sparing?” Akira asked.

“Sure,” Ranma said in return somewhat happy to have a duel, “outside?”

“Hai,” Akira said quickly as he stood up and followed Ranma outside.

“Ready?” Akira asked”

“Hai,” Ranma said in return.

Akira shifted into a horse stance, a slight haze forming around him, he charged Ranma whipping out three punches aimed at his torso, the attacks close enough to have singed the red shirt.

Ranma evaded by taking two steps back and dropping his stance to the ground he swept with his right leg. As Akira fell back into a cartwheel going backwards, Ranma kept the momentum going as he rocked onto his right hand and brought his left foot into Akira right rib cage.

Akira felt the kick connect with his ribs and he rolled to the left for a couple feet before he hit the bottoms of his feet to the ground and raised about ten feet into the air before landing again. Akira noticed that Ranma’s feet looked a little red where it had contacted with his legs. Akira charged Ranma head on and flared his hazy aura hotter to help hide his attack.

Ranma watched Akira recover then charged him. Akira just appeared to be a wave before Ranma realized what was about to happen and he relaxed as a steaming left foot connected with his stomach, “Going to have to use the Hiryu Shoten Ha,” Ranma thought to himself the moment after the kick and he took a step back closing his eyes to focus on hearing Akira.

Akira kept on Ranma, his eyes glowing a bright white now. He noticed that he was going in a spiral following Ranma. “Wait isn’t this one of Ranma’s techniques,” Akira thought to himself, “I’ll switch at the end.”

“HIRYU SHOTEN HA!” Ranma shouted as his hand hit ice then he noticed Akira looked different, half ice half haze. He jumped back to get a better look at Akira.

Akira heard Ranma shout the name of his attack and his body went into autopilot. Ranma then jumped back. Akira stood there with half of his hair was spiked straight back and appeared silver in color but it was just frozen while his arm seemed to be solid ice, the other if one was to look at it without the haze they would notice the cloth on that arm rip itself apart and turn to ash. Akira then felt his knees resting in the grass cool and hot at the same time.

“That was impressive, Akira” Ranma said, “I haven’t seen anything like that nor have I had to fight like that before, a little work and you will be able to keep up with me easy.

“No I won’t, that is not my real skill,” Akira said, “part of being a Senkou Dageki user is the more energy you absorb the more skill I will have, the quicker, stronger I will be once I use up that energy is I am down to natural skill which I don’t know how much of that I have. Give me enough energy and I would be faster and stronger then you. I need real techniques that I can utilize on my own or maybe amplify with Senkou Dageki.”

“Oh, that is nice, but bad at the same time, *sniff*” Ranma said as he smelled the air, “Ahh, look at what happened to my shirt.”

“Gomen, Nii-san,” Akira said.

“Its ok, but look at your shirt and your pants,” Ranma said looking at Akira’s right sleeve.

“Oh, wait when did I get this shirt,” Akira said.

“It was my shirt old shirt,” Ranma said, “We should go see the old ghoul when we get back from the trip see if there is some clothing for a Senkou Dageki user.”

“Yeah, I should, from the damage the shirt got it should be something without shoulders,” Akira said looking at the shirt he was wearing.

“Yup, that is what it looks like,” Akane said having silently watched the duel unfold.

Akira took his glasses off and rubbed them on his shirt, “You two are ready right?”

“Hai,” Akane said looking at Ranma with a small smile.

“Lets call a taxi then, and get to the Airport,” Akira said replacing his glasses over his gray eyes, “I need to call a friend before we go, he lives in Fuyuki City.”

“Ok, meet you in the front in ten minutes?” Ranma asked.

“Sure, I’ll see yall in a minute,” Akira said as he headed to the phone. “I’ll call the taxi service first.” He thought to himself as he unconsciously cracked his left hands fingers.

“Moshi-Moshi, this is Nerima Taxi service how may I be of help?” A young man’s voice said.

“Hello, I need a taxi to take me and two others to the Nerima airport from the Tendo Training hall,” Akira said to the man on the other end of the phone.

“Hai, ok the Taxi will be there in a few minutes, anything else?” The man said politely.

“No, arigato,” Akira said hanging up the phone and quickly dialing a new number.

“Moshi-Moshi, Emiya residence, this is Shirou speaking,” the man who answered the phone said.

“Hey Shirou-kun, how are you doing?” Akira said warmly to the man on the other end of the phone.

“Oh hey Akira, it is has been awhile, how are things in Tokyo?” Shirou ask recognizing the voice.

“Tokyo is fine, but I have some bad news,” Akira said into the phone.

“What’s wrong, Akira,” Shirou asked his voice remaining calm.

“Both of my parents were killed, murdered, then I find out I am orphan anyway,” Akira said as his gray eyes reddened.

“Akira, my god, do you need a place to stay, I have room here in Fuyuki, considering my dad left me this big house,” Shirou voice said through the mic on the phone.

“No, I have a new place already, but I was hoping you could come out to Nerima next week,” Akira said holding his eyes in check.

“Yeah, sure I can be out there, will I need a hotel or can I stay with you,” Shirou asked his childhood friend.

“You should be able to stay with me no problem, I’ll see you next week, Oh yeah, before I forget I am the Tendo Dojo now so if you need to get a hold of me when you get into town give me a call the number is…” Akira said as he gave Shirou the new number.

“Ok, Akira, I’ll see you next week when I get there, Ja Ne, I was in the middle of fixing this DVD player. Arigato,” Shirou said.

“Ok, Shirou Arigato, see you next week,” Akira said hanging up the phone.

Akira stood in front of the phone for a minute before sighing, a couple of rouge tears fell to the floor. “Akira-kun?” a soft voice came from him as he jumped slightly being a little startled.

“Hi Kasumi,” Akira said wiping his glasses clear of the tears. He noticed she had a bag in her arms, “what is that Kasumi?”

“I took the liberty of packing some clothing for you, it is some of Ranma’s and my father’s clothing but it should fit you fine,” she said handing the bag to Akira.

“Ummm, Arigato, I wasn’t even going to pack because I didn’t have anything of my own,” Akira smiled as he felt a warm feeling form at the pit of his stomach. “I guess I should go out there, the Taxi is most likely here.”

“Bai bai, Akira-kun,” Kasumi said as she watched Akira walk out of the front door to the main gate.


*Author’s notes*

It turned out to be longer then I expected, and I didn’t cover everything I had planned on. I hope everyone has enjoyed this story so far.

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Sabayn
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Ranma and Akira ½ Chapter 3 A Few Loose Ends


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