Ok, I got enough messages from people saying they wanted the story
written, so I'm going to do it. The question is, do people want it just
from the change or from the beginning. To answer that, I've provided a
little bit of what I was going to do from the begining.
Hitomi
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It is said that all that happens under the stars is known to the
Kami, and that the Kami to some extent influence the decisions of all who
live on the Earth. Weather or not this is true has only been questioned
a few times by the peoples of Nihon, the rest knowing in their hearts
that what the Kami saw and did was for the benefit of the humans. In
this case, the Kami were interested in the life of one of the humans
occupying a small house in Tokyo.
This particular house was occupied by a man in his early
forties. He had a strong, kind face with long black hair and a
moustache. To look at him, would have been to note how handsome he was,
and the strength of character that was within him. His Chi was very strong.
And he had raised three daughters, also strong in their own way.
The eldest, who took after the kindness and dedication to the family that
their mother had shown, his middle child, who was a genius at figures and
numbers, sure to go on to the University, perhaps even to the Todai, and
the youngest one a fighter in every sense of the word, a warrior that any
of Samurai descent would be proud to call an heir.
Of course, that did not mean that things were ever easy,
especially since the family thought not only Kenpo and Bujutsu, but a
highly speciallized higher form of the martial arts. They were, in fact,
the only ones who thought this particular style as there were extremely
few people who could even attempt it. Somewhat of a detriment unless the
school was kept in the family.
Such were Soun's thoughts as he looked over the morning mail.
Sighing, he looked up from the stack of packages, postcards, and
letters from individuals wanting to join the school to those of Sensei's
offering to sponsor their students to his school, and glanced guiltily
towards the kitchen. In it was his eldest daughter, whom he knew had
given up her dreams and chances in order for the family to survive. He
knew in his heart it wasn't fair to her, as she should have been living
her own life by now, happy and free. From her youth he knew how much she
had wanted to go to the university to become a healer, moreso after her
mother had died. He also knew how much his family needed his eldest.
If it could somehow work out better, somehow happen that she
could make her dreams come true, he would be happier himself. He knew
she would never listen to his pleas that she do something more with her
life if he had ever voiced them. The problem was the matter of giri.
There was no help for it, at least not at the moment, so he went
back to sorting through the mail, going over all the various envelopes
and separating them into inquiries, sponsorships, bills, and catalogues.
It was when he got to one particular postcard that he stopped.
The postcard was rather unusual, as the front of it showed a
scene with a panda, and lettering that, while not precisely Japanese, was
very close. Turning it over, he noticed the Panda stamp, one that came
from China, and then he read who it was from. Tears started to come from
his eyes as he read the message:
Bringing Ranma home.
On Soun's face were tears of happiness as he said, out loud and low to
himself, "Ranma is finally coming here...How I have waited for this day."
An Alternate History of Ranma 1/2:
Chapter One:
I'm sopposed to marry...???
A fan fiction based on Takahashi Rumiko's ongoing Manga series, Ranma 1/2
Saotome Ranma, Saotome Genma, Saotome Nodoka, Tendo Akane, Tendo Soun,
Tendo Kasumi, Tendo Nabiki, Kuonji Ukyou, Hibiki Ryouga, P-chan, Shampoo,
Moose, Kunou Tatewaki, Kuno Kodachi, and Hinako Sensei are copyright
1987,1996 by Takahashi Rumiko.
Publishing rights:
Japan: Shogakukan Inc. Tokyo
Hong Kong: Jademan (Holdings) Ltd.
North America: Viz Inc.
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Ichinohei Hitomi
Hitomi@terminal.autobahn.mb.ca
http://terminal.autobahn.mb.ca/~hitomi
"The beginings of wisdom is the ability to always ask questions."