Well here is the rewrite of the teaser.  Changed to past tense and 
tightened a bit.  I have added the next section, which is a bit of an 
explaination.  I am working on the explaination from Satsuko's 
POV(Changed her name, still not sure it's right, any suggestions?"

Well on to it, presenting:

All characters copyright of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan Inc. and
Viz Communications.
 
REVENGE FROM THE PAST

OR

GENMA GETS HIS!

by LPrior
(lprior@geocities.com)

Behind the Tendo Dojo lies a clear and small pool, surrounded by small 
rocks and boulders.  Sitting quietly on one was a young woman.  She 
was dressed like an American in jeans, a loose shirt and a leather 
jacket.  Her black hair was pulled back in a tight pigtail.  On closer 
examination there was something familiar about her features.

The sun’s first rays had touched the Tendo’s home and the first 
stirrings of the people within could be heard. Kasumi appeared at the 
kitchen window.  She mixed various ingredients for the family’s 
breakfast.  As usual, a wonderfully rich smell rises into the early morning 
air.  Next to stir was Akane Tendo.  She left her room and headed to 
the bath for her morning clean up.  Sounds could be heard the other 
rooms as Nabiki, Mr. Tendo and the Saotomes awoke.  As usual, 
Ranma and Genma started their morning exercises.  Today they 
managed not to damage anything and to stay dry.  A very untypical day 
for them --  they did not yet know just how untypical.

Kasumi called for everyone to come to the table.  With a bit of bustle 
they got seated and the food was passed out and quickly consumed, 
faster by some than others.  Before a battle could break out over the 
last of the biscuits Mr. Tendo spoke.  “Well children, what do you have 
planned on this lovely spring day?”

“Business,” smiled Nabiki at Ranma who smiled back weakly.

“I thought I’d go shopping with friends today.”  Akane answered with a 
happy smile.  She was holding P-chan in her lap, feeding him bits of 
veggies from the table.

“Whatcha ya goina do, buy a new collar for P-chan?’  Ranma teased 
while poking at the little black pig.  He pulled back a finger with P-chan 
attached.  He started to shake him off as Akane prepared to hit him 
with her mallet.  Their argument escalated and ended as usual with 
Ranma landing in the pool.  As she got out, Ranma-chan noticed the 
girl who had been sitting patiently at the side of the pool.  “Hello there.  
Who are . . . ?”

Before she could finish the girl stood up and spoke in a quiet voice.  “I 
am looking for Genma Saotome.  Can you tell me if he is here?”  She 
bowed slightly.  Her Japanese was good but contained a faint accent.  
Ranma bowed back and called over his shoulder.

“Hey Pop!  There’s a girl back here who wants to see you!”

Genma and Kasumi came out the door into the backyard. Genma 
looked curious for a moment, then a bit sick.  Kasumi walked over to 
Ranma with a pot of hot water. Ranma took the pot , and poured it 
over his head, thanking Kasumi.  Ranma returned to his normal shape. 
 The strange girl did not react to the transformation,  her eyes glued to 
the older Saotome.

Genma swallowed and with a strong feeling of foreboding, spoke.  
“Hello, I am Genma Saotome.  Can I help you?”

The girl took a few steps forward.  Out of nowhere she pulled a carved 
staff and took a guard stance.  “I challenge you in the name of Atsuko 
Fukushuu for the dishonor done to her seventeen years ago.”  
Genma’s eyes widened as he took in what the girl had just said.  
Everyone in the household looked first at Genma, then at the young 
woman.  After a few seconds every head turned from the young 
woman toward Ranma and back again.  Nabiki was the first to speak.

“Ranma,” she paused for a moment.

Ranma tore his eyes from the girl and turned to Nabiki.  “What?”

“Does she remind you of anyone?”

“What,” he repeated, a bit confused.  He turned back to the girl for a 
longer look, still puzzled.  Nabiki snorted and splashed him.  After 
Ranma-chan changed, everyone else caught on.  The girl was a dead 
ringer for Ranma in girl form.  The only difference was, the girl had 
black hair and green eyes.  Ranma now turned to her father.  “Pop, 
what’s going on here?”

Genma started to answer.  “Ranma, I...”

“Answer my challenge, you philanderer!”  Without waiting the girl moved 
in with lightning speed and landed a dozen or so blows with her staff 
before Genma could move. She stepped back and Genma looked 
dazed.  After a moment he slowly sunk to his knees and fell face down 
on the ground.

“Pop!”  Ranma rushed over to check her father.  Genma was bruised 
and dazed but that was all.  Ranma looked up at the young woman.  
“Why?”

“Ask your father,” she said, making the word sound like an insult.  She 
looked down at Genma with contempt and started to turn away.  
Ranma jumped up, reaching out to stop her.  Before she could, the girl 
spun about, blocking Ranma’s hand with the staff.

“DO NOT TOUCH ME!” She began to glow a deep gold.  Ranma 
stepped back at the contained anger in those four words.  Even Akane 
could not have sounded that deadly.

Akane stepped toward the girl and asked the question on every mind in 
the yard.  “Who are you?”

Green eyes met hers for a moment and the girl spoke her name.  
“Satuko Saotome.”  She then leapt to the top of the wall and said one 
last thing before she leapt away.  “Tell my father, I will return tomorrow 
at dawn to finish this.”  Then she was gone.  Ranma and Akane tried to 
follow but the girl had disappeared before they could get to the top of 
the wall.  They continued over and searched for a few blocks.  After 
several minutes they gave up and headed back to the Dojo.  As they 
walked back, the began to talk.
 
“Ranma, what did she mean by ‘my father’?  I thought you were an only 
child.”

“I am,” answered Ranma, puzzled.  She remembered no sister.  She 
kind of remembered the name the girl had challenged her father with.  
She just couldn’t put her finger on it.  There was something from when 
her dad had been young.

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Back at the Dojo Genma was still lying on the ground.  Soun walked 
over and was trying to get his friend to answer some questions.  “Who 
is that child?  I don’t remember any Atsuko.  When did you meet one of 
the Fukushuu clan?’

Genma lay staring up at the sky.  After a few minutes, he started to 
mumble.  Soun bent down to listen.  “Atsuko Fukushuu.  It can’t be.  It 
was only once.  Wasn’t it?  She said nothing happened.  What will I tell 
Nodoka?”  Still mumbling he got up and wandered off toward the 
house.  Soun stepped quickly to his side and guided his old friend into 
the Dojo.

“Kasumi, I think we’ll need something stronger than tea here.  Bring out 
the blue bottle please.”  Soun called over his shoulder to his eldest 
daughter.  For once he was acting like a man of his age.  The state his 
friend was in had surprised him.  This girl seemed to be no threat to his 
family.  Definitely no rival for Akane, like the other girls who had shown 
up out of the past.  After he settled Genma down on the couch, he 
thanked Kasumi for the small bottle and cup she had handed him.  He 
poured a small amount into the cup and placed it into Genma’s hands.  
Genma stopped mumbling for a moment and lifted the cup to his lips.  
Taking a quick swallow he closed his eyes.  The drink burned its way 
past the confusion and cleared his mind.  He took a deep breath.  
“Thank you, Tendo.  I needed that.”

“Genma, what was that all about?”

“I’m not sure Tendo.  I have to think for a few minutes.”  Genma stood 
up and started toward the house.  “Can you send Ranma to me when 
he gets back?”  He wandered off, less dazed but with nothing 
forthcoming.  Soun looked after his friend with his confusion clear in his 
face.

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Part two

Genma explains
or
How did you get in trouble this time?

Akane and Ranma returned to the Dojo to find a puzzled Soun sitting 
outside waiting for them.  “Ahh, Ranma.  Your father wishes to speak to 
you.  He said to go upstairs when you got back.”  Akane and Ranma 
exchanged glances and both headed for the stairs, with a quick stop in 
the kitchen for hot water.  They found Genma sitting on the neatly 
rolled up futon.  He was still in his human form.  He looked up when he 
hears the door open.

“Ranma, good.”  He waved for the teenagers to enter.  “You too, 
Akane.”

They sat on the floor facing Genma.  “So what’s up, Pop.  Who is that 
girl?”

Genma nervously cleared his throat and started.  “Ranma, my boy, I’m 
not exactly sure who she is but I’ll tell you who I think she is.”  He 
looked up at the ceiling and took the traditional storyteller’s stance.  
“When I was a young man, I was popular.  Not quite as popular as 
Ranma here, but I had my share of dates.”  Ranma snorted.  Akane 
jabbed him in the ribs and Genma ignored the two and continued.  “Six 
months before I married your mother, I was dating a young woman by 
the name of Atsuko Fukushuu.”  His face took on a slightly glazed look. 
 “She was lovely and sweet and a good martial artist.”  The glazed 
looked changed into a wince as the picture of the beautiful girl smiling 
at him changed into an enraged woman bashing him the head with a 
bokken.  He shook his head and continued.  “We were inseparable up 
until my parents reminded me of my engagement to Nodoka.”  Genma 
looked at his hands.  “One evening we attended a party held by some 
friends of her family from America.  It was a fun party with lots of games 
and one of those was a American drinking game.  We used Saki 
instead of the traditional beer.  After one too many cups of saki, I lost 
my wits.  Atsuko and I went off alone, and.. well... we...” Genma trailed 
off.

“‘We’ what?  Come on Pop, whatch ‘a do?”

“Umm, we let nature take it’s course.”  Genma face turned a bright red.

Ranma snorted.  “You let nature takes it’s course!  Ha!”  Akane 
shushed Ranma with a shove.

Genma coughed and continued.  “The next morning we awoke with 
serious headaches and no clear memory of what happened.  We 
parted, ashamed, and went to our separate homes.  That very morning 
I met your mother face to face.” Genma eyes glazed over once more as 
he remembered the meeting.  “A few days later I broke the news of my 
engagement to her gently.  She took the news rather well, I think.”  
Flash back to Genma being hit over the head.

“Did you ever hear from her again, Mr. Saotome?”

“No.  She and her family moved to America not long after the break up. 
 I heard her father had inherited some land from a distant relative in the 
northeastern part of the country.”  He paused a moment.  “I haven’t 
thought about her in the past seventeen years.”

“So there’s a good chance that this girl is really my sister then, Pop,” 
asked Ranma in a low, quiet voice.

Genma squirmed a bit before answering.  “Yes, Ramna, there’s a 
chance that she’s your sister.”

Ranma thought for a moment.  “Why does she look so much like me?”

“She looks a bit like her mother,” answered Genma.

“Really?”  Ranma asked.  “Was her mother related to Mom?”

Genma looked thoughtful for a moment.  “Yes, I believe they were fifth 
cousins or something like that.”

The room was quiet for a moment and the news settled into the minds 
of those sitting there.  “So your telling me that you were dating one girl 
and you were engaged to another?”  Ranma was starting to glow just a 
little.  Genma responded without thinking.

“Yes, that’s true.  I didn’t know at first that they had family in common.”

“But still you were dating one girl and ‘knew’ that you were engaged to 
mom, right.”

Genma looked a bit ashamed at that.  He knew where Ranma was 
going with this.  He tried to stall.  “I didn’t remember......”

Ranma leapt up and loomed over his father, his head sprouting horns 
like Soun’s would when he was mad.  “YOU FORGOT!!!!  YOU JERK!” 
 BAP!!!  Genma went soaring out of the house through the roof.   
Akane looked at Ranma in surprise.  He sounded just like her when he 
said that.

“Ranma,” Akane started, “you didn’t let him finish.”  Ranma just stood 
there breathing fast.  Akane tried again, speaking softly.  “Ranma.”  
She reached out a placed a calming hand on Ranma’s arm.  “Are you 
OK?”

After a few moments Ranma took a deep breath and turned to Akane.  
“Do you believe that old fool.  Coming down on me all this time about 
you and the others and he did the same thing, only worse!  I never....”

“I know.  Let’s go find him and get the rest of this out of him.”  Akane 
pulled on Ramna’s arm to get him moving.

“When I find him he better explain everthing else.  How could he do 
that to that poor girl, Atsuko?  I thought he was better than that.”

“I don’t know.  Maybe training with Happosai did it.  You know how 
much of a pervert he is.”

“Yeah, well maybe.”  Ranma replied as they set out to find out where 

Genma came down.

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Well, there it is, for what it's worth.  As before any CC to 
lprior@geocities.com.  Any ideas for a good name would be 
appriecated.  I lost the one already sent to me.  A blip in the phone 
lines trashed it.  Please whoever sent it send again!!!.  Thanks for the 
help and comments.  They really help.

Next:  Satusko meets Ukyo and tells her side of the story.

bye Lisa


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