Subject: [FFML] [Ranma] Twenty Questions
From: "Quick Silver" <quicksilver_knight@hotmail.com>
Date: 12/27/2000, 5:43 AM
To: ffml@fanfic.com



I wish to give thanks to the following people for their

comments, ideas and advice:

Michael Watson (The guy in the back office)

Andrew Norris

Corwin

LarryF  (You're right Larry^� this really should be the middle)

DB Sommer

Allyn yonge  (BTW: here^�s my disclaimer)





Allyn reminded me to write this disclaimer. So I did.









Twenty Questions (With the Worlds Greatest Martial Artist)

An Interview with Saotome Ranma.

Interview by: Miamato Kaori





Interviewers Notes: When I accepted this assignment it was

with more than a little trepidation. I was going to interview

a living legend. Everyone in Neo-Tokyo has heard his name at

one time or another. Ask almost any school-aged boy^� He would

more than likely be able to rattle off every one of Master

Saotomes famous battles and ^�special^� moves.  This assignment

was also accepted with more than a little incredulity. A

Martial Arts Master who was going to be 450 years old in

thirteen days? This is the year 2416 for the Kami^�s sakes.



Yes, it^�s true that lives are longer these days. With the

increase in technology in the last one hundred years, we

have made more increases in science and biology than we

had in two thousand before. Now I was going to be talking

to a man who had (supposedly) seen all of these advances

first hand. A man who had (If his age was correct) lived

while the world reeled from the Second American Revolution

and the destruction of Central Europe. Was I even going to

be able to reach a frame of reference and be able to converse

with such a person? Time would tell...



I sat waiting at a small restaurant in a sub-prefecture of

Neo-Tokyo still referred to by its inhabitants as ^�Nerima^�.

Grand Master Saotome had picked the location and I had made

sure I was early^� I am not sure exactly what I was expecting

but I was NOT expecting the lithe, 30 something man who

walked in the door. He was tall and handsome, A head full of

black hair tied into a pigtail and a pair of the most

shockingly blue eyes I have ever seen.



He came directly to the table I was sitting at and

introduced himself. I must admit to be completely flabbergasted.





Saotome Ranma: (Smiling) ^�You might want to close your mouth...

I don^�t see any flies, but one shouldn^�t take some chances.^�



Miamato Kaori: (Stammering) ^�But, but, but^�^�



SR: (*Sigh*) ^�Okay, this one is the freebie^� (Muttering)

^�It always is... Yes, I AM Saotome Ranma. The ^�Wild Horse^�,

The Grand Master of the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts,

Adopted Son of the Amazon^�s of China, etc. etc. etc. I am

four hundred and forty-nine years old, and will be four

fifty in some^�^� (Leans back and looks up at the ceiling)

^�thirteen days.^�



^�You can call me Ranma^�^�





1MK: (Having difficulty getting composure back) ^�Uhmm^� Okay^�

Uhmm^� So, what is it like to be that old?^� (Not the best

question I have ever come up with, but YOU try it after

such a shock.)



SR: ^�It^�s not to bad once I got over the sadness of being

condemned to live.^�



2MK: ^�Huh? I don^�t understand, condemned to live? What do

you mean?^�



SR: (Looking, in his eyes anyway, every bit of his supposed

age.) ^�I meant what I said^� Look, I know EXACTLY why Cologne

was such a cranky old bitch and why Happosai was a hentai,

and didn^�t care who knew. They were tired. They were old.

You^�ve heard of Cologne and Happy haven^�t you? Of course you

have. You musta read up on me..." (Leaning forward with a somber

look on his face) ^�Can you imagine what it is like to outlive

everyone you ever cared for? To watch as your loved ones grow

old and die, or just die? I don^�t have to imagine it^� I live it.^�





3MK: (Attempting to regain my mental feet) ^�But, according to

all accounts, Master Happosai and Elder Cologne were, well^�

They looked their age. They appeared ancient. You look like

you are in your thirties^� How?^�





SR: (Sitting back in his seat) ^�I have come up with two

theories, which, when I combine them give me the only answer

I have to give you.

       Number one: I use my Chi better than either one of

them ever did. I^�m not bragging. At the age of seventeen I

could do more different kinds of Chi attacks than Cologne or

Happy put together. Cologne almost never did any Chi attacks

by the time I met her. Sure, she knew all of the attacks but

other than using her Chi to boost her speed she seldom used

them. I figured that almost all of her Chi went into

preserving her health, which had to be failing by the time I

met her. Happosai^� He was damn near a Chi vampire.^� (Saotome^�s

face gets more animated at this time.) ^�He was always groping

girls and playing with their underwear. What he was doing was

using the residual Chi left in their underclothes to recharge

his own Chi. Direct contact was better of course, but no

girls ^�I^� can think of would want him to fondle them. I have

always been really good at using my Chi. For some reason I have

more than a normal share of Chi, and able to use the Ki ambient

in the area that I am in.^�





4MK: (Slightly confused) ^�Uhmmm^� Okay^�. I think I followed that.

What^�s the second theory?^�





SR: (Looking sheepish) ^�Well^�Uhmmm^�^� (Reaches up and scratches

the back of his head) ^�Okay, everyone knows I turn into a girl

when I get splashed with cold water. Well, what I figure is

that the guide didn^�t give me the full name of the pool I fell

into. I figure the right name shoulda been ^�Spring of Drowned

Young Girl^�. When I get wet now I turn into a girl who looks

all of 25. ^�She^� looked about 16 when I first fell into the pool.

So^� going by that^� I figure that ^�she^� ages about 1 year for

every fifty regular years. And her stunted aging has affected

mine.^� (He leans back farther in his seat) ^�It^�s also possible

that when I ^�picked up^� the curse that I call ^�Ranko^� that I

not only got her form I got her Chi^�That would give me twice

a normal persons Chi.^�





5MK: (Counting on my fingers) ^�That^�s three theories^� not two.^�





SR: (Looking up suddenly with a grin) ^�Huh? Oh, yea^� guess it

is^�^� Heh-heh-heh^�^� (Rubs the back of his neck with his hand)





6MK: "Could your having the ^�Cat Fist^� also account for some of

your abilities with Chi?"





SR: (A flat stare is directed at me^�) ^�Next question^� And that

one counts towards the total^�^�





7MK: (I shivered at the stare. The full attention of Grand

Master Saotome is no little thing, I had discovered. After a

moment to compose myself I finally got on some sort of mental

even-ground.) ^�Alright, so^� you really are four hundred and

forty-nine years old.  How many times have you been married?





SR: (Face becoming serious) ^�Not as many times as I have been

asked, and more times than I should have.^�





8MK: "Would you mind expanding on that?"





SR: ^�No.^� (His face turns hard for a moment and then softens)

^�Maybe I should.^� (He leans forward, putting his elbows on his

knees) ^�For some reason I have been a fianc�e magnet for my

entire life.^� (Muttering) ^�Mostly due to my old man...^� (Out

loud again) ^�Anyway, I have been chased, coerced, hounded,

forcebly engaged, bribed, and otherwise enticed into becoming

engaged. Very seldom was I ever given a choice. And when I

was, it always seemed to be a choice between two evils.^�

(Ranma^�s eyes grew reflective) ^�Abusive women, getting drugged,

magical charms, family obligations, you name it. My first

marriage was a disaster. I swear^� everyone must know about it.

It was the worst of them all^� arranged, violent, multiple other

fiancees, too many people into our business^� All for the

so-called honor of two old drunks who just wanted to retire

on our labors. Not that I was much better, mind you. I was

arrogant, obnoxious, egotistical, and entirely un-prepared

to be someone's boyfriend, much less a husband. I barely had

a grasp of common courtesy."(mutters) "Course being raised

by HIM..." (Out loud again) "Akane wasn't to blame for all our

problems, but she didn't help. To be honest though, I have to

say that a LOT of our problems stem from our families and being

pushed."





9MK: "Do you have any advice for our readers who might be

getting married soon?"





SR: "Yes. Live your own lives. Make your own mistakes. Oh,

you'll make mistakes, but at least they'll be your own.

I have been married a grand total of six times^�^� (Here he

pauses to look at my face)  ^�What? Do you find that hard to

believe? It^�s true. After that mess with the Tendou^�s I swore

that I would only marry for love. Once for honor^� Five times

for love^� Never for eternity.^�





MK: ^�They must have been five lucky women^�^�





SR: ^�You think so? Maybe^� Maybe not.^� (His eyes cloud over at

this point. He is easily the most impressive and gorgeous man

I have ever laid eyes on) ^�Think about it for a moment^� I am

not the easiest person to live with. Martial arts will always

come first for me^� Always has. This is not to say that I don^�t

have other interests^� I do. It^�s just that martial arts IS my

life. Any woman that I become involved with has to realize and

accept that^�Not many can. Now add in that I will almost certainly

outlive anyone I marry and then add in the fact that I still have

problems keeping my mouth from running amuck at times... Well, you

go figure.^�





10MK: (I sat and ^�figured^� for a moment. Ranma Saotome^� His face,

his voice, all of him. Personally, I think he sold himself short.

Almost any woman I could think of would jump at the chance to be

with him.) ^�So^� what do you think of the Martial Artists of today

versus the ones of your youth?^� (I was purposefully trying to

steer the conversation away from what was obviously a tender

subject with him.)





SR: (Obviously relieved at being given an ^�out^�) ^�What do I think

of the Martial Artists nowadays? Honestly? Not much. No. Really.

Look at what these so called martial artists are doing now^�

What^�s the latest gimmick? It^�s those neural implants right?

Okay^� let^�s look at this^� These wannabees have neural amplifiers

grafted into themselves in order to make themselves faster. So

what? All the ^�fast^� in the world doesn^�t help you if you don^�t

have the basic skills to use it with. Martial Arts is not only

about winning a fight^� It^�s about training your body, your mind

and your spirit to be one^� united in one course of action. Whether

that action is fighting an opponent, performing a kata, or simply

making a meal. Harmony with oneself^�. These neural Amplifiers are

burning these guys out^� Sure they become almost as fast as I am

while using the Chestnut Fist^� So what? One year, two years^� two

and a half, tops, and these guys are burnt out shells. Their

bodies aren^�t able to handle the stress, and their muscles

literally tear themselves apart."





11MK: "Speaking of training your body. How do you compensate for

the vast differences in the center of gravity and mechanics of

motion between your two forms? Reliable sources have said that

at times you don't even notice a change until someone points it

out. With your 'oneness of mind, body, and spirit' how is that

possible?"





SR: (His head cocks to one side and he gives me a grin.) "You

memorized THAT one didn't you?" (A small nod from me.) "Some-

body in the back office thought THAT one up, didn't they?"

(Again, I have to nod) "Thought so... It's okay, I'll answer

it anyways. As far as I can tell and feel, 'Ranko' IS me."

(I must have a bewildered look on my face, because he smiles

a bit more and shakes his head) "My curse makes me a female

but it doesn't change me. You don't get what I'm saying, do

you? ( A shake of my head.) (Sigh) "Okay, let me try again.

The me that I become when I become Ranko is the me that I would

have been if I had been born Ranko. I don't notice the change,

because when I change I am no longer Ranma, I'm Ranko. It's

my body. Now do you understand?"





MK: "I... I think so. I am still a bit confused, but I think I

have a grasp on it."





SR: "Okay, you did your homework on me right?" (At my nod, he

smiles again. I could get to like that smile. A lot) "Okay then.

How do you think Mousse could fly as a duck?" (I KNOW I had to

look bewildered at this change in topic) (Sigh) "Mousse knew

how to fly as a duck. By all rights he shouldn't have been able

to, UNLESS Mousse WAS a duck whenever he changed. If he hadn't

actually BEEN the duck then he wouldn't have known how to fly."





MK: "Oh. Uhmm... Okay. (A light bulb seemed to go on in my head)

"Oh!. Okay! I get it now... What you are saying is that when you

change you really ARE your curse, as if you had always been your

cursed form." As if you were really born that way."





SR: (Smiling a bit sadly this time) "Yes. Exactly that." (Shakes

his head as if to clear it) "The philosophical parts to that can

be a bit troubling at times, but yes."





MK12 (Somehow I just know he's not going to expand any further

on the philosophical ramifications, so I try gamely to continue

on with the interview) "So, just how rich are you? Considering

your lifespan you should be one of the richest people alive"

(I had to wince after asking that. Kami, that sounded BAD)





SR: (A full blown laugh escapes, and his eyes light up) "Oh, that

was good... For a minute there you sounded exactly like someone

I knew a long time ago." (Shakes his head) "You know, It's amazing

somtimes just how the mind works and how you remember things. As

for my wealth... Well, let's just say I am very wealthy money wise

and leave it at that. I tend to give a bit away to some charities

now and then. And no, I won't say how much or to whom."





MK13: "Okay. You have mentioned that you didn't like the technology

that today's martial artists were using. You have witnessed the

birth and development of many technologies. Would you mind relating

some of your first hand experience with the technology changes from

when you were young?"





SR: "For the most part technology increase is the same that it

always has been. Show someone how to make better medicine or

crops and they'll look at you as if you are spouting nonsense.

Show them a better way of fighting and killing though, and they'll

fall all themselves to get a hold of it." (Shakes his head slowly

and sadly) "Maybe that is too pessimistic, I don't know. Don't get

me wrong, there have been some wonderfull advances in technology.

But, have you noticed that people are still people? Sure, we have

a colony on Mars and another on Venus. Sure people have tried to

make technology a god. So? People still live, love, have babies

and, eventually, die. Have you ever noticed that for every answer

that technology gives us that people and nature come up with five

more questions?"





MK14: "Speaking of Mars and Venus, how did you feel when humans

first set foot on other planets? "





SR: "Relieved. I felt relieved when it became certain that the

Colonies could and would be permanent. At least this way, if

we manage to screw up this planet too badly at least people

will survive."





MK15: "What was it like during 'The Crazy Years'? Was it really

as bad as the histories say?"





SR: "No, it was worse." (Any form of life seems to fade away from

his eyes for a moment. It's like looking into the face of Death

or at least someone who is close friends with Her) "Europe... It

blew up, okay? They had FINALLY managed to get a grip on AIDS, and

then AIDSII hit. The Euro money system bottomed out and they kept

looking at the Americans to bail them out. Of course, the Americans

had problems of their own, as the line between the 'haves' and the

'have nots' became broader. They could no longer afford their own

programs, yet they kept throwing money all over the place. (He looks

up sundenly) Are you familiar with the History of Rome?





MK: "Huh!? what does THAT have to do with the this?"





SR: (Sigh) "Simple. Those that forget the past are doomed to

repeat it. Rome had 'Bread and Circuses'. They became decadent.

Then the Barbarians fell on them. That's what happened to America,

and through them, a major portion of the world. When is a privilege,

no longer a privilege?"





MK: (He seemed to delight in trying to confuse me) "Uhmmm...When

it becomes a 'Right'?"





SR: (Smiling just a little) "Yes! Exactly. Unfortunately, the

Americans and Europeans could no longer afford to give the people

their 'rights' and of course, the people turned on them. All things

considered, the Americans got off lucky. At least their countries

there aren't radioactive wastelands like Europe. Before you ask,

no, I don't know who started the war in Europe. It really doesn't

matter anymore. What matters is that we learn from what happened."





MK16: "If I may ask... What were you doing during these years?"





SR: (A VERY hard look enters his eyes. He is more than scary at

this moment. Then it passes as he lowers his head) "Me? (He shakes

his head sadly) "I was watching old friends die and trying to hold

a country together. (He looks up, and I am suprised to see unshed

tears in those bright blue eyes) "I was in China."





MK: (Oh. Damn) (I knew where this was going: The Chinese/Russo

War and the Amazons) (I hesitantly reach out to touch his hand)

"I... I'm sorry Saotome-sama..."





SR: (His head snaps up and and LOOKS at me) "Don't call me that.

Please, do not call me that." (His look softens and he actually

reaches out in order to hold my hand) "I did what had to be done.

We all did what had to be done. The Russians, the Chinese, the

Amazons, even Saffron did what they thought had to be done. Just

like I had to kill him. Again." (His eyes cloud up again and it

is obvious that he is not seeing the present, he is reliving the

past)





MK: (I... I couldn't understand exactly how he felt, No one

today possibly could, but my heart went out to him. The deaths

of 25 million people is just to big for a person to really grasp.

The death of one person such as Matriarch Shampoo was reported

to have been... must have been entirely TOO easy for him to grasp)

(Softly) "You don't like killing..."





SR: (Just as softly as I had spoken) "No. No, I don't. But

sometimes there really is no choice, and the path of a Martial

Artist is fraught with peril. And if the life I have now isn't

exactly what I had hoped and planned for, well, that's true of

a lot of people."





MK17:  "Uhhmmm...." (At this point, I'm trying desperately to

come up with some other topic. I had not expected this interview

to go like this. He was not a Kami, or an Oni, as many would

believe. He was a man) "There was a rumor going around for awhile

that you had been offered rule of Japan. Do you wish to cofirm

or deny this?"





SR:  (His eyes widen perceptably) "Rule of Japan? No. (His voice

actually squeeks a little) "No, I have never been offered rule

over Japan." (Muttering) "China, yes, Tibet maybe... Japan? No,

never Japan. I think."





MK18: (Okaaayyy... THAT was not the best of questions...) "In

all these years, have you never found a cure for your curse?





SR: "No, that I haven't been able to do. Actually, I found a

cure once a long time ago. I ended up destroying that cure in

order to save someone. To be honest with you, I haven't been

looking for a cure in ages. I have come to accept that it's a

part of me. It took me ages to get to this point, but I have."





MK19: (Whew, I was getting close to being done. This interview

was like an emotional roller-coaster. One minute high in the

air, the next plumeting downwards) "Do you have any advice

for all of the future Martial Artists out there?





SR: "Yes. Basics. Learn them, remember them. Don't try and take

the shortcuts. Learn about your chosen Art and about yourself.

Oh, and stay away from Jusenkyo. The path of the true martial

artist is fraught with peril... But, it's plain silly to tempt

fate. Whenever you do, she has a habbit of slapping you in the

face."





MK20: "Last question Master Saotome: Your plans for the future.

Would you mind sharing them with us?"





SR: (Smiling at me as he gets up from the table) "I'm going to

learn as much as I can, Live as much as I'm able. Who knows,

I may even fall in love again someday. Stranger things have

happened to me...." (He slowly heads out of the doorway, his

steps neither fast nor slow. Measured)





MK: (As I sit here watching him walk away the waitress who has

been conspiciously absent makes an appearence)



Waitress: "Well... Are you just going to sit there or are you

going after him?"



MK: (I am more than a bit suprised at this outburst and I look

up at her. Long brown hair and bright blue eyes appraise me)

"I...I..."



Waitress: "Your loss Sugar..." (And she turns and walks away)



MK: (I head out the door at a run. Decorum be damned. She is

right)





Editor's Note: Miamato Kaori's whereabout's are currently

unknown. Another reporter was sent to the restaurant to

inquire as to her location. He returned to our office

with a large spatula imprint on his face and told quote:

"Ancestor is busy now being chased. When she catches him

you will know." While this was obviously not an acceptable

answer, no-one has accepted the duty of inquiring further.









There... Finished. It's 4:32 in the bloody morning, and

I have to be up for work at 6:00. Oh well... Hope that you

all liked. Again, C&C is welcome and appreciated. As a

further note: I am not completely against an Akane/Ranma

match-up. I do believe it won't just magically become all

sweetness and light between them without a lot of time

and a LOT of effort on both parties.



QSK



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