Quote: "You know the rules," said Genma. "Stop when I say stop, otherwise it goes on till someone dies or submits.
Simple."
Ryoga rolled his neck. "This is a man to man fight," he said. "Don't interfere."
Genma looked at Ryoga. He looked at Ranma, who looked and shrugged with a 'hey, nothing to with me' sort of
expression on her face. He looked back at Ryoga. "You might want to invest in a pair of glasses, kid," he said. "Just do what I say, yeah?
Easier on us both that way."
Quote: Ranma didn't much like the way Hiashi was talking but it didn't sound
like he was going to be chucking Hitomi off a roof or anything any time soon so it wasn't like it was time to break out the epic duel and daring escape
routine. Damn but it was easier to deal with things when it was some super-powered villain type causing trouble.
* * * * *
Hiashi turned back to his scroll with a sigh of irritation as the boy left. He
was absolutely insufferable in his arrogance and had the manners of an untamed monkey, but he was certainly a capable warrior and that made him useful.
Hinata was weak and he rather doubted that any sort of training would ever fix that, but Hanabi . . . Hanabi had potential, and if she could take the
boy's skills and use that knowledge to strengthen Jyuuken, well, it would make putting up with a thousand irritating, full of themselves children more
than worth the trouble.
Now if only he wasn't so tempted to try and wipe that arrogant smirk off
the brat's face.
Quote: Ranma strode out of his bedroom to the sight of a woman clad wearing a trenchcoat over an
extremely form-fitting bodysuit and mini-skirt standing over a somewhat baffled looking Mousse, who really should have known better than to get into a fight
without his glasses on, with a look on her face that could only possibly be described as deranged. Why did he always run into the crazy
ones?
"It's too early in the morning for this," decided Ranma, ignoring the woman
entirely and heading into the kitchenette to get some breakfast. "Way too damn early."
"Don't you ignore me, brat!"
Ranma saw the thrown knife coming from a mile off and simply batted it away with his free hand
as he poured himself a glass of milk. And then he swayed out of the way of another as he set about preparing himself some rice. "Would you cut that
out?" he asked. "I'll end up making an Akane meal if you keep distracting me like that."
"I don't know which is worse," grunted Ryoga as he finally made an appearance.
"Damned loudmouths."
Quote: "Come on then, kiddy," he said. "Time to go potty."
Ryoga said nothing and the weight everyone around him felt pressing them down into the ground was entirely
coincidental and, of course, nothing to do with him.
* * * * *
Watching the spiky-haired idiot slump to the ground in a shower of dust and chunks of wall was ridiculously
satisfying. Not as good as the times he'd managed to smack Ranma round, but good enough. Between the look on the bastard's face when he'd snapped
his shackles like they were twigs and the thud of skull on concrete, Ryoga was certainly feeling a lot less stressed. Nothing quite like beating the hell out
of an annoying idiot to brighten a day up.
Now, to go through those pockets and see about getting some answers. It would be kinda disappointing.
He'd have to find someone else to beat for answers . . . it would just be terrible.
And there they were! Ah-ha! He was a genius! Take that Ranma! Now . . . uh, he just had to get back into the
exam hall without them realising he'd cheated.
Damn.
Quote: "I'm the best!" proclaimed Ranma. "Well, the crazy woman keeps saying there are loads of crazy guys who
could tear me apart but I reckon she's just getting spun up because I beat her so easily."
The girl raised an eyebrow. "You defeated a jounin?" she asked. "I'm impressed."
"Ah, it's nothing. Most ninja are just soft. Bounce a boulder off them and they won't get back up.
Wusses."
Quote: "But it is Konoha's number one technician, Copycat Kakashi's, sole original technique. It is a technique for assassination.
The speed of the stab and the amount of chakra behind it allow the technique to penetrate almost any defence. Because of the concentration of chakra and the
speed of the movement, it produces a sound like a thousand birds are running towards you."
Ranma snorted. "So you guys assassinate a lot of blind people, huh?"
"What?"
"Well, look at it," said Ranma. "You'd have to be blind, deaf, and dumb to not see it coming a mile off. Hey, it might
be effective, but assassination? Come on."
Davros untitled Ranma/Naruto fic
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.