Subject: yet another R1/2 fic
From: Roy Rim
Date: 10/24/1995, 9:51 PM
To: fanfic@andrew.cais.com


	Yes, once again I'm back with another horrible fan-fic.  After 
doing miserable on a mid-term, getting only three hours of sleep (Which 
would probably keep Hitomi running for DAYS), drinking five bottles of 
Baka Pepper, and eating four Reeses Pieces, I've finally started writing 
this.  Please, flame privately, praise publically.

Prelude

                  The men occupying the serving hall of the inn were of
             the usual low class warriors, hardly better then the
             stinking peasants who toiled and wasted on the fields.  The
             man who entered, although not wearing any form of armor,
             hardly would have caused a stir.  His clothes were raggy and
             torn, unfit for the coming winter, but his strong arms and
             stern face kept the innkeeper from daring to turn him away
             from a table.  The man was bald and his thin face told of
             many hardships.  He had a companion, and this turned many
             heads.
                  A woman, no, hardly a woman.  She was wearing a
             tattered cloak that partially hid her thin figure and the
             hood draped over her head.  Large clear eyes looked out from
             it, her beauty fighting through despite being dirty.  Many
             snickered as they whispered amongst themselves the possible
             relationship between the two.  Many could also feel the
             desire rise amongst themselves, but they too noticed the
             strong arms and rough face of the man.  But a little more
             than few recognized the twitching fingers of a drunk.  They
             only need but wait.
                  They watched the man and the girl sit down, placing
             their small belongings besides them, the men snickered again
             as the girl placed a huge bamboo umbrella beside her
             belongings.  She took off her cloak and more than a few
             gasped, she seemed to ignore them.  None had ever seen a red
             haired girl before.  There were rumors though, of a great
             warrior up north, who had red hair too, and they whispered
             amongst themselves that it could be possible, then snickered
             again as one commented on the fine "treasure" they had come
             upon.
                  The girl leaned over and whispered something to the
             man's ear and he whispered something back.  They seemed to
             argue, their hands and gestures making it plain even though
             one could hardly hear a word.  The girl sighed and she
             yelled in a tired voice with a strange accent to the
             innkeeper what they wanted and also what the men in the room
             were waiting to hear.  The men also noticed the accent.  The
             innkeeper demanded to see if they had any means to buy
             anything and was satisfied as the girl opened a small sash
             and showed him the insides.  The innkeeper nodded and left.
                  A few minutes later, the innkeeper brought out food and
             sake.  The men in the room nodded to each other smiling and
             smiled even broader as they noticed that the first thing the
             tired man reached for was the sake.  The girl gave a nervous
             glance around the room and eyed the sheathed swords randomly
             placed around the room, then began to eagerly stuff food
             into her belly, quick and unceremoniously.  When she was
             done she whispered again to the man, who shook his head and
             took another giant swig from the bottle.  The girl got upset
             and brought her mouth closer to the man's ear and nearly
             shook him, but he pushed her away and took another drink and
             then shook the empty bottle toward the innkeeper who nodded
             and brought another.  The girl gave another nervous glance
             around the room.
                  The men waited another hour and then nodded toward a
             particular large man, who seemed to be the most respected
             amongst them.  He got up and walked toward the table and
             pulled up a chair and sat down next to the girl and placed
             his arm casually around her.  The rest of the men snickered
             as he did so.
                  "So, little one, where are you coming from?"
                  The girl shoved his arm off and humphed.  The man
             smiled and placed his arm around her again, more tightly.
             The girl's face flushed and this time moved her chair away
             after taking the man's arm off her.
                  "Haha," another man laughed, "Kyoushiro definitely
             wants this one!"  The other men laughed too.
                  The girl gave a vicious stare to all the men that
             nearly silenced them.  She gave them a gaze that was so full
             of hate and pain it nearly frightened them.  But they were
             men, and why should they be frightened of a girl?  They
             shifted around in their seats and some of them smiled back.
                  "So, little one, why are you with this drunken sot?"
             The man named Kyoushiro brought his chair closer to the
             girl.
                  "Eh?"  The rough man, now drunk, looked up from his
             bottle.  "Luanma, what's going on?"
                  The girl moved closer to the drunk man.  Kyoushiro
             suddenly reached across the table and grabbed the girl's
             arm.  He brought his other arm up over the table in front of
             the drunk man and dropped several coins.
                  "Old man, I wish to take this girl off your hands.
             Here is some money to give more life to your drinking."
                  "Wha..." it took some time for the drunk man to
             understand.  Then as if waking a sleeping bear, the drunk
             man's face filled with anger and he grabbed the coins and
             threw them at Kyoushiro's face.  "Dare...dare you to think
             of such...my son...no..." then almost as fast, the man's
             face lost it's rage and fell once more into a lost
             drunkeness.
                  "Ha, ha!!  Kyoushiro, teach him a lesson!!"  The other
             men laughed at such sport and goaded him on.
                  The girl, apparently named Luanma, stared around the
             room in panic and realized the danger.  She got up from her
             chair and tried to lift the drunk man off the chair.  She
             felt herself pushed back down in the chair.
                  "What, old man, you don't want more to drink?"
             Kyoushiro said with a cruel smile, "let me take this
             troublesome girl off your hands."  At this, he bent down as
             if to take a kiss from the girl.
                  The men were about to laugh but instead gasped as they
             saw the drunk man knock Kyoushiro over the table.  "Dare!!
             Dare!!"  The drunk man shouted and then lost his balance and
             fell into his chair.  The girl dropped her fists as she
             looked at the drunk man.
                  She could hear swords being drawn.
                  "Stop!!"  Kyoushiro shouted as he got up.  The men
             sheathed their swords.  "So, got some strength in you yet,
             old man?"  Kyoushiro stood above the drunk man, who shivered
             in fear as his arms spasmed drunkenly.  Kyoushiro grabbed
             the drunk man by his shirt then threw him, the man slammed
             into and knocked over a table.
                  "Ba-Ba!!"  The girl yelled and ran to the drunk man who
             was now slightly bleeding across his cheek.
                  Kyoushiro walked over, unhidden viciousness across his
             features as he said, "So, you care so much for that old man,
             eh?  OOOFFFF!!!!"
                  The men on the far wall dodged in time as Kyoushiro's
             body smacked into the wall then fell down to the ground,
             knocking over chairs.
                  "What!!"  The men stared, they had hardly seen the girl
             get up, rush over, pick Kyoushiro above her head, and then
             toss him several yards across the room.
                  "Don't bother us!!  Any of you!!  I'm warning you!"
             The girl had hurried over to her table and began grabbing
             their stuff.
                  The men surrounded her and the drunk man, swords out in
             the open.  The innkeeper yelled behind them in panic.
                  The girl stared at all the men, teeth bared.
                  "Wait!!"  Kyoushiro had gotten up.  "Let me."  He had
             his sword out and walked through the circle.  "Pieces of
             shit, dare to hit me!!  You will now be punished."
                  "Who's the piece of shit!?"  The girl yelled back.
                  "You bitch!!"  Kyoushiro attacked, his sword raised
             above his head and rushed the girl.
                  The girl met him and stopped both his arms from
             swinging the sword down with one hand, kicked him between
             the legs, grabbed his sword, then stabbed the sword into his
             leg.  Then she picked him up again and Kyoushiro flew across
             the room again and crashed into the far wall.
                  This was no ordinary girl!!  All the men rushed her.
                  "Luanma!!"  The drunk man had gained some clarity and
             tossed her the bamboo umbrella.
                  The men had surrounded her and all attacked with their
             swords raised and dropped them on top of the girls head.
             The girl caught the umbrella, opened it above her, and split
             her legs as she dropped to the ground.  The swords were
             impossibly stopped by the umbrella.  Then the umbrella spun
             as the girl underneath yelled and spun her leg out and
             tripped all the men surrounding her.
                  She closed the umbrella and knocked three of the swords
             out of the three men on the floor in front of her.  Then
             with another giant swing of the umbrella, smacked all three
             across the head.  She did the same to two others on the
             floor behind her.  The others had managed to stand however
             and were grouped together blocking the way to the door.
                  The men attacked and the girl desperately blocked their
             attacks, realizing at the same time that they weren't trying
             to kill her, just hurt her.  She blocked another sword
             coming for her head but the large man kept pushing and they
             were at a deadlock.  She saw the sword coming and knew there
             was nothing she could do about it.  It slashed her shirt.
                  Her face flushed in anger and she kicked the one, who
             cut her shirt, across the face then the one she was
             deadlocked inbetween the legs.  She swung her umbrella so
             hard against the man's head he crashed into the other one
             and both went flying into the crowded men.
                  "Ma de!!"  She yelled then grabbed the drunken man and
             threw him above the heads of the men towards the exit and as
             they were distracted, crashed into them, swinging her
             umbrella left and right.  "Ma de, Ma de, Ma de," she damned
             in Chinese slamming her umbrella left and right, then
             grabbed the drunken man's hand, who had just gotten up,
             nearly broke the door off it's hinges as she slammed through
             it to the dark outside.  It had begun to rain.

             Ranma 1/2 Fan-Fic "no title yet"

                  They ran not knowing if they were being chased or not,
             the huge umbrella easily covering the both of them.
                  "Damn it!"  Luanma held onto her father's drunk arms.
             Finally they stopped to rest for a little bit.  She shook
             the drunk man.  "Ba-Ba!!  Why can't we have one day of
             rest!!  Why!!"
                  The drunk man just groaned and took a swig of the
             bottle he had managed to carry.  The girl grabbed it from
             him.
                  "Why are we here!  As if we didn't have enough troubles
             living back at China!"
                  The old man groaned.  "But Luanma, this is your home!!
             Here is where you were born!"
                  "I don't care!!  At least we found people kind enough
             to let us in!!  Here they all think we're thieves!!  And
             back there, what if we didn't have the umbrella!!  What if
             we lost the umbrella!"
                  "But Luanma," pain was clearly in the man's eyes, "this
             is your home, not China."
                  "Aaarrrggghhh!"  Luanma fell to the ground, she could
             almost feel herself weeping.  She held it in, staring at the
             ground, no longer able to look at her pathetic father.  At
             least she got to eat, she thought to herself.
                  Genma too, stood silent, holding the umbrella
             unsteadily, crying freely, pride lost long ago.
                  "How aching."  The voice came from behind them.
                  Had one of the men followed them?  Luanma jumped up and
             turned around.  "Who are you!?"
                  "Oh, just a traveller, like you," Luanma could see the
             outline of the man's body.  The man walked closer and as he
             did, Luanma saw him clearer despite the half hidden moon.
             He was smiling and wore the garments of a warrior.  His
             teeth shone.
                  There was something wrong with this man.  Something
             that frightened Luanma.  "Hmph," she stood in front of her
             father, "a left over from the inn."
                  At that, the man looked confused then said, "What inn?"
             He smiled a toothy smile and Luanma gasped as his eyes began
             to glow red.
                  "What!?"  Something else had changed and Genma and
             Luanma stepped back.  They stared around them.  It was no
             longer cold.  Luanma held out her hand and felt the hot
             rain.  "Hot!?"  Luanma looked back at the man and nearly
             screamed but fear froze her.
                  The man was changing, a horn grew from his head as his
             mouth stretched out and formed jaws like that of a dog's,
             his arm's grew longer and thinner until they nearly touched
             the ground and from his back grew black wings like those of
             a bat, his legs grew long and lanky and bent like a wolf
             standing on its hind legs.  It howled like a wolf too and
             before Luanma recovered from its change from man to monster,
             charged toward them.
                  "Ba-Ba!"  Desperation broke the fear as Luanma pushed
             her father to the side and jumped out of the umbrella as the
             creature swished past them.  She could feel the change as
             her clothing tightened around her and the strange hot rain
             soaked her.
                  The creature turned around in a malicious smile then
             that ugly grin turned into shock.  "Man!?" it growled
             through saliva that dripped to the floor.  It seemed to grow
             angry and howled again and rushed Luanma.  "MAN!!?"
                  Luanma jumped over it and as he passed over the
             creature, kicked with both legs into the back of its head,
             then flipped and landed closer to his father, who had
             realized it was now safe for him to drop the umbrella.
                  "Ba-Ba!!  What is it!!?"  Luanma breathed heavily, his
             knees shaking.
                  Genma shivered despite the steam around them.  "I don't
             know!  Luanma, quick, remember what you learned!!"
                  The thing stared at them and then giggled, a nasty,
             gurggling giggle.
                  Luanma tried to concentrate, tried to forget his fear,
             but everytime the creature looked at him, his concentration
             failed. "Ba-Ba, I can't!"  The creature seemed to eminate
             fear, a strange almost locking fear, unnatural as the
             creature was.
                  The creature lunged again, claws reaching out to both
             of them.  Genma and Luanma barely dodged, the claws
             scratching at Luanma's clothing.  Luanma slipped on the mud
             and fell on his back and flipped backwards in a panic, not
             knowing if the creature was attacking him or not.  He looked
             desperately around and saw his father fighting the monster.
                  Genma ducked underneath the creature's swing and kicked
             out one leg beneath it, and as it fell, he kicked out again
             into its stomach and sent it flying back.  He turned and ran
             towards Luanma but then felt something smash into him.
                  Luanma felt his heart skip a beat as the creature got
             up, totally unaffected by Genma's kick, and smash Genma's
             head against the tree.  "BA-BAAA!!!"  Luanma couldn't see if
             his father was bleeding or not.  "BA-BA?"  No reply.  The
             creature giggled again.  Luanma felt cold inside.
                  The creature sensed the change in its prey.  Its prey
             was no longer scared.  The creature howled and shook its
             head and opened its jaws showing its clear teeth.  Its prey
             was still not scared.
                  Luanma stared at the creature calmly that had so easily
             beaten his father.  He raised his hands and breathed deeply,
             easily.  He could feel the coolness within turn to burning
             heat.  He was no longer scared.  He would destroy this
             monster.  Luanma forced all that heat into his arms and
             could feel it waiting to be released.
                  The creature howled again, it was furious.  It didn't
             understand why its prey was no longer scared.  Once more it
             leapt in rage.
                  Luanma opened his palms, bent them a little, then
             pushed out and let go.
                  The blast lit up the night.

                  Luanma watched the creature's body fly toward the
             forest, he wasn't sure if he had killed it.  He walked
             towards his father's body.
                  Only when she saw her father change into a panda did
             she realize that the rain had turned cold again.
                  "Ba-Ba," whispered Luanma checking over her father.
             She felt a large bruise on the side of Genma's head, but
             other than that, there didn't seem to be anything wrong.
             Luanma sat her father up against the same tree that his head
             had smashed into.  "Ba-Ba," she whispered and fell asleep on
             the ground.

                  The panda woke up and blinked toward the sun.  It felt
             ill.  It stood up, not knowing how it could, then went back
             down on all fours.  It looked around, wimpering, noticing
             that it was standing underneath a tree amongst a field of
             grass.  It then noticed the girl.  It walked toward the girl
             and nudged her slightly across the cheek and then grunted
             slightly.  The girl woke up.
                  Luanma shivered, her clothes were wet.  "Ba-Ba," she
             whispered and pushed the panda slightly away then checked
             the bag next to her.  Her back ached but she was used to it
             and rummaged through the travel stained bag, pulling out her
             one other set of clothing, and began to undress.
                  "Was it a nightmare," Luanma asked the panda then she
             shook her head, "but of course you wouldn't understand,
             would you?"
                  The panda just whimpered.
                  She sighed and shivered then put on the dry pair of
             clothing.  The weather was getting colder and colder.  The
             panda whimpered then pressed its large warm fuzzy body next
             to her.  She pushed it slightly away, a look of annoyance on
             her face.  She packed everything back up, placed the
             umbrella on top of the bag, through the loop, tied it in
             place, then placed the bag across her back.  She turned
             toward the panda, "C'mon, Ba-Ba, let's see where you've
             taken us."  She began to walk, the panda following her, not
             really understanding.

                  Tendo Akane burned the letter, as she always did with
             Kuno Tatewaki's poems of love.  She had sent her maid away
             so she could be left alone in private and enjoy the recent
             writing and honor that Kuno had given her.  Its been several
             months since Kuno had noticed the youngest daughter of the
             Tendo estate and had already had many dinners with her
             father to arrange a deal.
                  "Why wasn't I born a man," thought Akane, staring at
             the place where she had hidden the sword.  "Oh Shikiri, why
             did you have to die?"  She remembered the old man, who had
             fought in so many wars, but his career ended when he lost
             the use of his right arm.  He use to laugh at her tears and
             take her into his one good arm and tell her not to worry.
             That some day a prince would come and take all her troubles
             away.  When she had gotten older, only relunctantly, and
             with great fear and caution, did he teach her how to use his
             sword.  A year ago he had felt his death approaching early
             and had given her the sword and told her to hide it, before
             he went back to his bed and breathed his last.
                  Akane sighed.  She had so many dreams but she also
             realized how futile it all was.  No matter how much she
             wanted, no matter how much she dared, she knew father would
             force her to marry Kuno.  "Father always wanted the best for
             you," she said out loud mockingly deep.
                  Kuno Tatewaki was the head of the Kuno clan and ruled
             Ise Taira, a large district only a few miles west of her
             father's estate.  Her marrying Kuno would gain her father
             more power and respect.  She also knew that Kuno was
             hopelessly in love with her and would never harm her if she
             was his wife and that was why her father was finally giving
             her up.  "But why to such an idiot!!  All he wants to do is
             die honorable and stupidly in some war with barbarians some
             day."  Akane needed air and called her maid in.
                  After preparing her, the maid opened the door and
             walked in front of Akane, slowly.  They approached the main
             door and walked out.  For her rides about the land Akane
             preferred to wear a simple dress that allowed her to sit
             comfortably for hours.  It was a red dress however, and died
             silk was expensive, straight from the T'ang dynasty, but to
             this, Akane hardly gave a thought.  Neither did she give a
             thought to her painted nails and painted face or to the
             comfortable shoes she wore.
                  Outside many men strode about, some wearing swords and
             practicing, some not.  Recently the surrounding wall had
             begun to deteriorate and Tendo Soun had ordered it rebuilt.
             Currently many men were on ladders, the din of hammers could
             be heard all over.  Akane held her ears and told her maid to
             get the carriage.  She wished to travel a little bit.  The
             maid nodded, Tendo Akane was known to do such.
                  The maid had gotten a carriage and two horses and after
             getting the men to rig the horses up, got a driver, and had
             him bring it to Akane.

                  Hibiki Ryouga was sweating a little, he had just put up
             several beams for the wall, the other men awing at his
             strength, as he pounded nails into the wood in one stroke of
             the hammer.  He was called down and asked to drive the
             horses for Tendo Akane.  He smiled in joy and jumped from
             the top of the wall and landed lightly on the bottom and
             sprinted across to the stables.

                  Akane looked up and smiled.  Her maid had chose well.
             Her father's favorite roto would take her around her
             father's lands.  Akane told the maid to take the day off and
             that she'll be back in an hour if father got worried.  She
             then turned towards Ryouga's offered hand.  The quiet man
             smiled amiably back and help her up onto the carriage and
             then with a slight move of the reins, got the horses into a
             light run, and out of the entry.

                  Hibiki Ryouga was well known on her father's lands,
             word of his great strength had spread quickly.  Tendo Soun
             was quick to grab him and make him into a roto, when the
             time to fight came, Ryouga would be great assistance in
             carrying many items of war.  Also, Ryouga's strength helped
             in many things within the protecting walls of Soun's grande
             estate.
                  Tendo Soun was regarded as the most kindest of estate
             owners and many people were shown his kind hand, none would
             ever think of harming Akane.  Hibiki Ryouga, too, loved the
             man and would die for him.  Tendo Soun had given him the
             money to pay for his sick mother's medicine, and would give
             him leave from time to time to visit her.  Tendo Soun, in
             his turn, felt something akin to a son toward Ryouga, but
             the best he could do for the poor boy was make him into
             roto, since he had no noble blood.  He would make a great
             warrior too, Tendo had thought often, but only nobles were
             allowed to war.  But Soun did prefer having Ryouga with
             Akane, whenever she was hit with an urge to move about, it
             was ensured that Akane would not get hurt.

                  Akane breathed in easily as the cart finally left the
             walls of her confining home.  "Ryouga," she said as if to a
             friend, "How are you?  I hear father has you very busy."
                  "Oh, its nothing!  I'm just glad that Tendo-san has
             ordered the wall fixed."
                  "You're so busy, I never see you!"  Akane laughed a
             little.
                  "Heh, heh!"  Ryouga blushed, thankful that his back was
             toward her.  "You're too kind, Mrs. Tendo."
                  "Ryouga, I have an idea!"
                  "Yes, Mrs. Tendo."
                  "Let's go to Ishigi, you know, that town towards Ise
             Taira?"
                  "Ishigi!!  But that's off your father's lands!"
                  "Oh, who cares, Ryouga!  No ones going to find out.
             Besides, your pants have all these holes in it, I'll buy you
             a new one."
                  "Mrs. Tendo!"  Ryouga's found it hard to breathe.  "A
             present from you!  But we can buy one from one of the many
             cloth stores on your father's estate, within even the walls!
             I'm sorry, Mrs. Tendo, I can't.  Your father would be
             upset!"
                  "Don't worry, c'mon, Ryouga.  If anything happens, I'll
             tell father its my fault."
                  "Hai," Ryouga sighed and turned the horses toward the
             road that Akane pointed out that would lead them to Ishigi.
             He could never disappoint his mistress.

                  They entered the town which had several stalls outside
             with men shouting their wares, people walking about, and
             other such happenings were occuring.  Once in a while,
             someone visiting Ishigi, familiar with Ryouga, would shout
             out his name and wave and Ryouga would wave back.  Akane
             would smile each time, glad to see her friend being known so
             well.
                  She looked about and began to daydream what it must be
             like living here, on her own.  Away from her father's estate
             and her worries, and especially Kuno.  She did not realize
             that Ryouga was letting the horses run on their own as he
             glimpsed around him, wondering where he was but trusting his
             mistress.
                  They came upon an odd sight.  There was a throng of
             people oohing and gasping at something.  Akane told Ryouga
             to stop the horses which he did.  She stood up on the
             carriage as did Ryouga.  They looked over the heads of the
             excited people and they, too, gasped.
                  A young lady with red hair, was doing acrobats on and
             around what appeared to be a bear.  A white and black bear.
                  "A panda," whispered Akane, "that's a panda!!"
                  "Mrs. Tendo, what is that?"  Ryouga asked in a loud
             voice over the cheers of the crowd.
                  "A panda, Ryouga!!  They're for real!!  Shikiri used to
             tell me about them!!  They're only found in China!!  I used
             to laugh at Shikiri, how angry he would get that I didn't
             believe!"  Akane watched some more as the slight girl danced
             about, kicking and flipping while the panda strode about,
             allowing her to use its back once in a while.
                  The girl finally stopped, breathing easily, and landed,
             then bowed.  "Thank you everybody," she yelled in a loud
             voice.  "I need money for me and my father."
                  "She's from China," said Akane excitedly to Ryouga, she
             recognized the accent from some of her father's visitors
             from that giant land.
                  The girl went on, "If you would be so kind and donate
             some coins?"  The girl gave a brilliant smile and went
             around with a bowl accepting coins from the people who
             surrounded her.  The panda seemed upset that so many people
             were too close to her and gave a growl, but the girl patted
             it harshly on its head and pointed toward the wall which
             they had performed in front of.  The panda whined and walked
             over to the wall and sat down.
                  Akane jumped down from the cart, uncaring to get her
             dress dirty.  She prodded her way through the crowd.  Ryouga
             shouted, "Wait!!" then followed after her.
                  Akane approached the young girl who held her bowl out
             towards her.  Akane dropped an obscene amount of money in
             the bowl.  The people around her gasped.  But instead of
             being grateful, the girl gave her an insolent stare and
             humphed.
                  "Thank you, lady," the girl said bowing but gave Akane
             the feeling as if the girl was looking down her nose at her.
             The girl mades as if to turn away.
                  "Wait, are you from China?"  Akane grasped the girl's
             arm.
                  The girl whipped her eyes at Akane's and Akane took a
             step back letting go.  "Yes," the eyes seemed to forgive and
             Akane felt as if she had just escaped death.
                  Ryouga did not miss that stare.
                  "Um...uh..." Akane couldn't speak for some reason.
                  "Well?"  The people around them gasped, to talk to such
             a noble lady was unheard of.
                  Akane felt her confidence return, along with anger.
             Who was this girl to talk to her like this.  "I wish for you
             to accompany me to my father's estate."
                  "And why would I do that?"
                  "Because I order you to."
                  "Hmph," the girl turned away.
                  Ryouga grabbed her arm and the two faced each other,
             glaringly.  "The lady was speaking to you," Ryouga managed
             to get out through his teeth.
                  Ryouga felt them being covered with a shadow, he looked
             up and nearly screamed in terror.  The panda had its mouth
             open, teeth slightly yellow, and its arms raised above its
             head towering above them.
                  "Ba-Ba!!  No!!"  Luanma pulled her arm out of his grip
             and pushed the panda back.
                  Ryouga shivered.
                  Akane had froze too, so preoccupied had she been with
             how cute the panda looked, she never realized how dangerous
             it could be.  She quickly went into her speech mode that she
             only used during formal occasions.  "We did not mean to
             upset you.  We are sorry but we would still like you to come
             with us if it pleases you."
                  "For what?"
                  "I would like you to give a show to my father's men, it
             would raise their moral."
                  The girl seemed to think this over then turned back
             towards her with an unfriendly smile.  "Do we get food and
             lodgings?"
                  "If you please us."
                  "Sounds good."

                  Luanma had refused to ride in the carriage besides the
             noble lady, at this the driver seemed to approve of probably
             because he didn't want her sitting next to his lady.  Luanma
             saw the stares he kept giving his lady and couldn't help but
             smile.  "Stupid fool," she said to herself, "falling for her
             fake beauty."  But Luanma couldn't help but feel jealous of
             the beautiful silk dress that the lady Akane was wearing,
             "but why should I feel that?" thought Luanma to herself,
             "Better to wear what the driver was wearing, I still have my
             pride."  The driver's clothing, though simple, was
             infinitely better than her's.  Luanma forced herself from
             picking at her clothing as she rode on top of the panda's
             back.
                  Tendo Akane kept herself from picking at her dress.
             She felt nervous around this strange girl, whom she knew was
             looking at her but everytime she turned to face her, the
             girl was looking away.  "Or maybe I'm imagining it.  But
             what a surprise it'll be for father!"  At this, she couldn't
             help but smile.  She looked over at the girl again, who was
             looking straight forward riding the panda along the cart,
             and her smile turned to a frown.  It was getting cold and
             the girl was inappropriately dressed.  Akane was going to
             have to get her some new clothing, "and this will also be
             better for the performance."  Akane smiled again.
                  Ryouga kept the horses from trotting too fast.  These
             rides with Akane were precious to him, only then did she
             ever talk to him like a friend.  "But only as a friend," he
             sighed to himself.  To share this ride with someone else,
             however...He looked over at the girl.  He had decided on the
             outset not to like her, to despise her, but he couldn't help
             but notice her simple beauty either.  Then the girl suddenly
             turned to him and gave a malicious smile, darting her eyes
             toward Tendo Akane.  Ryouga's face flushed, "Why that...
             How did she..?  When...  Humph!!"  Ryouga turned away and
             stared at the road, even though he had no idea where they
             were going.
                  Akane turned to the girl, "So when did you come to
             Honshu?"
                  The girl just looked straight.
                  Akane grimaced then said, "Where did you learn how to
             do those flips?"
                  The same.
                  "Answer me, damn it!!"
                  "Gou pi," said the girl.
                  "What!"  Akane was getting angry, "What was that!?
             Tell me what that was!"
                  The girl slammed her eyes upon Akane and said, "Do you
             always talk so much?"
                  Akane was taken aback.  "How...how..."
                  "How dare you!!"  Ryouga stopped the horses.  "Don't
             you dare talk to Mrs. Akane that way!"
                  "Hmph, why should I care how I talk to Mrs. Akane?"
             Luanma and the panda kept walking further.
                  "Ryouga, please, calm down.  Miss?  Miss?"
                  "Yes," Luanma stopped the panda and turned around.
                  "Please, I'm sorry to have offended you.  But I need to
             know some information if I am to show you to my father."
                  "Hmph.  Fine, ask what you like."
                  Ryouga started the horses again.
                  "Where are you from?"
                  "China."
                  "No, I mean specifically," Akane wondered where women
             were allowed to do such things.  She knew from Ishigi that
             in some parts of China, women were allowed to do certain
             things.
                  "China."
                  "Eh..." Akane gave up, "So when did you arrive to
             Honshu?"
                  "About a week ago."
                  "Do you know anybody in Honshu?"
                  "No.  Wait...do you know anybody named Saotome?"
                  "No."
                  "Ok, then, no, I don't know anybody."  Luanma smiled
             sadly.
                  Akane smiled back, now she was getting somewhere.  "Oh
             look!!  There's my father's estate!"
                  Ryouga yelled at the gate guards who yelled back a
             friendly greeting.  The gates opened and the group was let
             in.
                  As they entered, all work stopped to stare.
                  They rode through the main road a bit, passing by small
             shops and houses.  Luanma stared at everything, all this
             belonged to that girl's father.
                  Ryouga stopped the cart at the end of the road in front
             of the main house.  He jumped off and helped Akane down.
                  "Ryouga, I'll go in and tell father what's happening,"
             Akane took out some coins and held them out to Ryouga.  "Use
             this to buy pants for yourself and an outfit for the girl.
             OK?"
                  "Yes, Mrs. Tendo," Ryouga bowed.
                  "Yes, Mrs. Tendo," mouthed Luanma breaking into a
             smile.

Um, I think this is the end of part one.

FYI

Luan-ma = Crazy Horse (yes, Ranma) in Mandarin

Ise Taira - A large district located in Honshu

roto = form of retainer

Gou pi = something like Horse-shit.

Ma de (Ta Ma de) = actual translation means "His mother of" but more like 
"Damn it!!"

Blahs:  Yes, this story takes place in feudal Japan and yes there is a 
lot of stuff in it that doesn't, but hey, sue me.  The only person on 
this ML who knows anything clearly along those lines is Hit-chan (like 
that?).  But I could be wrong about that too:)  So, if you MLers got any 
helpful hints, e-mail me them, everything greatly appreciated.

	Oh, if anyone can tell what would be more appropriate then Mrs. 
Akane, then please tell me since I couldn't find anything appropriate.

	Also, what would Ryouga call Soun?

RR [Geen at Large]