Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ The Silent Warrior ❯ The Depths of His Knowledge ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3: The Depths of his knowledge…

Akane is sitting in her desk, looking out into nothingness, deep in thought. She was lucky she didn't get bucket duty today. The teacher has yet to show up in class so all the students are joining in of the gossip parade. 'Who the heck was he? Where did he come from? I wonder what style he uses.' She thinks to herself. Normally she would be stark raving mad at being so easily defeated in front of the whole school, but for some reason she wasn't. 'Maybe because he did it so casually…' she trails off as she starts to hear bits and pieces of the conversations going on around the room.

"…see him? He was unbelievable!"

"…god he was gorgeous!"

"…mean Akane has to date him?"

"…see that body!! <Sigh>"

Akane's eye begins to twitch as she starts picking up certain comments about dating the new boy. 'NO WAY am I dating that…that BOY. He's probably a pervert like the rest of them" she yells mentally. 'But…he was kinda cute. And GOD what a BUTT!!'

The whole room goes quiet as everyone stares wide-eyed at Akane. Akane's eyes peer up at the sudden quietness of the room and she sees everyone looking at her. "WHAT" she yells getting uncomfortable among the silence. Yuka walks over to her best friend Akane with a sly grin. "Cute butt huh Akane? Hmm? Hmm?" she says elbowing Akane in the ribs. Akane's face grows 12 shades of red and settles on a nice scarlet as she peers down towards her desk. "D…Did I say that out loud?" she asks her friend in a meek voice.

"Yup Yup" Yuka cherps with a grin not unlike a cat that ate the canary.

If it was possible Akane got even redder. 'GOD! I can't believe I said that OUT LOUD!!' she mentally screams. She lowers her head towards her desk and slowly starts to beat her forehead against it.

Just then the classroom door opens and the teacher walks in."Please take your seats," he says in a deep voice. "I'm sorry I'm late everyone, but I was busy getting some information. It seems we have a surprise today. Please, come in." he gestures towards the door. All eyes turn towards that direction as the door opens. And in walks…

Akane's eyes widen at who she sees. 'That's HIM' she yells in her head. Then her thoughts return to her earlier accidental outburst. He eyes quickly drop to the top of her desk in embarrassment. 'GOD I still can't believe I said that out loud!'

"Class," the teacher says, "This is Ranma Soatome. He recently returned from a trip to China." Ranma gives a friendly smile to his classmates. <THUMP> A girl in the back swoons at the sight and falls to the floor. Others just sigh. The boys however are looking on with a look of slight annoyance, grudging respect, and a bit of fear. Ranma bows low at the waist. "It's a pleasure" he says in a soft silky voice. <THUMP><THUMP> Two more girls join the first on the floor after hearing that beautiful voice. <BLINK><BLINK> Ranma just stares briefly and wonders if the girls are sick. 'Maybe it's too hot in here.' A slight shrug and his thoughts were off the topic.

"Please Mister Saotome; tell the class a little about yourself" the teacher states using a wide hand gesture towards the class to emphasis his statement.

Ranma fidgets a bit, but then slightly nodes. "Very well. I have been a martial artist all my life. I'm the Heir to the Saotome School of Anything Goes." Akane's head jerked up at this and she stares for a moment then lowers her head once again lost in thought. "I recently returned from a 10 year training journey that took me through all of Japan and as far west as India in Asia. I have a few hobbies ranging from reading to music." Ranma believed that was sufficient enough information. He sees a few girls taking notes over what he had said. 'Strange, why would they do that?' he shrugs once again and looks towards the teacher.

"Thank you Mr. Saotome, lets see…" the teacher peers out over the seats. "Ah, There we are. Please take the seat over by the window to the left of Miss Tendo. Akane, please raise your hand."

Akane's eyes jerk up at the mention of her name. She slightly raises her hand so that Ranma can see her.

Ranma looks over to where he sees the hand raised and is slightly surprised to see the girl from this morning. He smiles slightly and nodes his head, the proceeds to take his seat.

Throughout the class the teacher was getting very annoyed at his new student. 'He just sits there and looks out the window…ok then, looks like I'm gonna have to embarrass him in order to get him to pay attention.' The teacher then proceeded to play "Stump the new student" with Ranma. Heh, Bad move.

Ranma answered every question without turning back towards the teacher.

History: "Tei Fong Wong."

English: "The Man is going to take a trip this weekend."

Math: "1/2x^2 * 3/8y^3 over z^2-1."

And so on. This continued for awhile till the teacher got desperate. He reaches into a file cabinet and pulls out a large book. He then turns to Ranma. "Alright Mr. Saotome, this is a book a friend of mine used to write his college thesis paper on Thermal Dynamics. Let's see you try this!" The teacher then proceeds to write an equation that takes up all of the board. All the students stare wide-eyed at the equation. Ranma merely raises an eyebrow and looks back out the window.

"Basically the formula is describing in depth the process of atomic fusion. In other words the result of that specific equation resulted in Hiroshima and Nagasaki. But if you're looking for an answer, Sir, then its simply 36." Ranma states in a low, bored tone.

The teacher looks at Ranma, then back at the answer in the book. Then looks at Ranma once more then to the book. <BOOM> And proceeds to facefault through the floor into the Vice-Principles office, right into the Vice-Principles lap.

Everyone stares at the hole, then at Ranma who is still looking out the window. He looks back towards his classmates with a smirk on his lips, and winks. <THUMP><THUMP><THUMP> 'Man, must be getting hot in here again' Ranma says as he looks at the girls lain out on the floor. ( O_o )