Ok, quick note..
This is a reversion, it has much corrected error's and
stuff.. so you should read this one and print the older one
out just so you can burn it. ok, anyways, off to the story!
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Two men sit across from each other. Eyeing one another and
obviously lost in thought.. One man hidden behind the dark
shadows, the other a tall man dressed in a dark thick robe.
his black eyes barely visible through his jet black hair.
"Are you sure this is how you want to do this?" The robed
man starts. "I mean, it's awful cruel. It's sure to drive
him insane." His voice is rough but soothing.
Through the shadows the robed man watches as the other
brings his hands up to his chin in a thoughtful manner. "I
will decide what's cruel and what's not. Besides, He's
gunna have you to help him out and watch over him anyway.
You're kinda like my enemy, in a way, it's your job to keep
him sane and help him through things.. I'm not gunna give
you many rules. The important stuff you know. If you succeed
in keeping him sane I'll let you live a free life as a mortal
or whatever you want." The man let out a deep breath as he
lie back in his chair.
"I still think this little game is quite sick.. But ok, if
not for mine, for poor Ranma's sake will I go to help him.
Being a mortal would be grand, for I hate these games that
the gods play. And I hate being a part of them. But more
importantly is this man's sanity in getting through this."
The cloaked man turned to leave.
The other man stood up and slowly stepped towards the
cloaked man and placed a hand on his shoulder causing him
to turn and meet eye to eye. "I don't see why you care so
much for these mortals. But either way. He'll be arriving
in China soon. So I suggest you get started. Godspeed.." At
that a light flashed and Ranma awakes in his futon not aware
of what is about to happen to him...
The Real Trip
A Ranma 1/2 Fanfic
by
Entomorph
Episode #1
A god and his games..
"Ranma my boy! Don't do this! Your breaking your poor
fathers heart." Genma stood in the doorway as Ranma sat on
the floor packing his things though so few they were. Behind
Genma, Soun ran around like a lunatic crying about Ranma
leaving to China and how poor Akane couldn't fare well
without him or something. Hard to tell what he was saying
exactly through all his sobs and rambling's.. But Ranma just
ignored the both of them and finished up putting his stuff
in his bag and getting ready to walk out the door.
He didn't look up to meet his fathers gaze. "Move pop. I'm
leaving now and you ain't gunna stop me." still his Father
stood in his way thinking he was strong enough to stop Ranma
from walking past him.
"Listen to me Ranma," Genma pointed his accusing finger at
the boy. "I understand that some times she can be a little
high strung.."
"High strung?!" Ranma yelled knocking his father on his
back. "A little high strung?! She's a maniac! All she does
is hit me and insult me. And she's un-cute, her cooking is
worse than.. -URK!-" Ranma fell back to the ground
twitching slightly as a large table lay on his head with a
rather pissed looking Akane Tendou at the end of it.
"Your such a jerk Ranma! I'm glad your going back to China!
I hope you fall in that spring and die!" Akane screamed as
she turned to leave back down stair's. Scared looking eyes
from Genma, and her father followed her down.
The table started to move slightly as if the life was slowly
coming back into Ranma's heap of broken bones and flesh.
"See whaf I meen?" He managed to mumble.
-#-
Ranma felt his head remembering the previous day before he
left to China. *Ouch that still smarts.* He thought to
himself as he walked towards some forest which he was
unaware of. *jeez.. It's not like I was leaving forever
anyway. I just had to come here for a few days to cool off
and find a cure. Now I just gotta remember how to get back
to those springs... Jeez. Sometimes I just wish she wasn't
so violent.* Ranma sighed not removing his gaze from the
ground.
The man from before who was previously in a dark cloak now
sat upon a rock in which the sun seemed to find better than
anywhere else in the surrounding forest land. Now he wore a
tight black shirt and an equal but slightly baggy slacks.
His black hair flowing down to his shoulder's as he watched
Ranma approach. *Hmm.. Poor lad, he's a lot younger than I
thought he would be. Oh, the god's can be so blind. Does
Insect not realize how young this boy is.* He thought to
himself. **Oh about 16. Yes I know** His thoughts were
interrupted by Insect's Telepathy. **Stay out of my head.
Your already breaking your own rules. _we_ aren't to
communicate remember?**
**Then don't think so loud. Anyway, the game is about start.
Good luck Neishou.**
Just then Ranma approached and stopped, looking at the man
wondering why the hell is he out in the middle of the forest
sunbathing. Just then the man spoke. "Why hello there Ranma.
The reason I'm out here in the middle of no where is no
coincidence. I knew you where coming before you did."
Ranma jumped back stunned. "Hey, how did you know my name?"
He asked lamely. Not really knowing what else to say or ask.
The man jumped down off the rock and stood in front of
Ranma. Their size's not much different with Ranma being just
shorter enough so that the man could to look down on him.
"The names Neishou You can call me just that. I'll be your
spirit guide throughout your trip."
"The trip was from Japan to China. I'm almost where I want
to go now that I'm here.. So if you'll just move." Ranma
made an attempt at walking around Neishou only to be stopped
short.
"Boy, you sure are rude.." Neishou started. "Son, I hate
to
tell you this. But the real trip wasn't at all the journey
from Nerima to China. The real trip is back home." He
stopped as to choose his words carefully as a dumb founded
Ranma just stared at him blankly. "You see," He continued.
"One of the gods has chosen you for a little.. Game."
Ranma blinked as if he was lost. "Look buddy I'm not in the
mood for some sick joke, ok?"
"This is no joke my poor friend." Neishou looked down to the
ground kicking a small rock. "You see Ranma," His gaze
slowly returned to Ranma before he continued. "Your creator
gave up on you a while ago.. Leaving to it for the gods to
toy with this world however they please. There's alternate
realities in which you and your fiancee are already married
and off to college, and one's where you are quite more then
friendly with people such as Shampoo if you know what I
mean. Ranma. I know this is hard for you to understand. But
one of the gods has now chosen to make your life a living
hell, and without my help, well, Your screwed to put it
nicely."
"I appreciate the niceness of how you put that" Ranma said
sarcastically. *This guy cant be for real, but how does he
know about Akane, me and even Shampoo.. This is to weird.*
He thought to himself.
**Look Ranma, It's time to quit with all this talk and time
to get you back to Japan.**
Ranma jumped back in shock. "How the?!"
**Don't speak Ranma, use your mind to talk to me, that way
you wont look like a freak when we converse. Unless you want
everyone to think your more weird then you already appear to
be.**
"Hey! Just what do you mean by that?" Ranma stopped to think
about what Neishou said. Talk with his mind? Telepathy?
**Can you hear me?** Ranma tried with his thoughts. **Oh
this is stupid.. I can't believe I'm even buying into
this.**
**Of course I can hear you Ranma. Now, it's time.** With
that Neishou Waved his hand across Ranma's face causing
everything around him to turn a bright white color.
-#-
Ranma opened his eye's to find himself standing outside the
dojou. *Was that all a dream?* He thought himself, trying
not to think out loud incase it wasn't, not wanting to
trigger a smart remark from Neishou.
He stepped inside without knocking and expecting Kasumi to
show up with a happy cheerful greeting.
"Oh hi Ranma! Glad to see your back" A voice unlike Kasumi's
rang into Ranma's ear's. He turned to see who..
"Nabiki? Umm.. Glad to see you too." What was going on?
Nabiki wasn't usually so nice to Ranma. *I have a bad
feeling already.*
**Oh you should Ranma** Neishou's voice echoed into his
head. **You may or may not be to happy with _why_ she is
being so nice. Just look at the way she's standing there
smiling at you. Of course.. If I were you. I'd be rather
happy and take advantage of the situation.
**Well your not me. And don't be stupid, Nabiki just
probably wants something.. That's all**
**Oh yea Bud, she wants something alright.**
Ranma gulped deeply. "So umm.. Where's pop and Akane?"
Ranma
noticed Nabiki's smile turn to a quick frown as she tried to
keep herself from showing him something was wrong.
**She's jealous** Neishou intruded.
**Would you stop doing that! I don't even know if this is
all real or not. I mean, you made me _warp_ here from China
and now your trying to convince me that Nabiki.. This is
some kinda illusion your creating.** Ranma argued.
**Okie.. Well, tell ya what, I'll leave ya alone for a
couple days. And when I come back. You tell me if you still
think that way.**
"Thank god he's outta my head." Ranma said not noticing
Nabiki still standing there staring at him.
"Who Ranma?" Nabiki asked as she reached for Ranma's
hand.
"Uhh no one, what are you doing?" Ranma pulled his hand away
from Nabiki's grasp eyeing her in wonder.
"I was just gunna lead you to the kitchen where Ryoga and
my.. sister are."
Ranma started off towards the kitchen. "Well I can go
myself. I'm not three, I don't need you to _lead_ me in
there. Sheesh." *Akane and Ryoga? Just what's going on
here?* And at that thought, he stopped in amazement as he
stared at what he saw. Not believing it. No it wasn't
possible. Akane was feeding Ryoga just like she did when he
was P-chan.. But he wasn't P-chan he was a big smiling
Ryoga. "Well, nice to see you to Akane." Ranma said quite
roughly after having Akane just ignore him while he stood
staring at what he still didn't believe.
"Oh hi Ranma, if you can't see I'm busy with Ryoga." She pet
his head as if he were still an animal. "Oh your so cute
Ryoga!"
"AHHH!!" Ranma screamed as he face faulted. He quickly stood
back up infuriated. "Ryoga is CUTE?! CUTE!!?!?"
"Of course he is. He's my little P-chan." Ryoga nuzzled his
head right on her chest as she continued to pet his head. "I
don't see why you always get so jealous Ranma."
Ranma banged his head against the wall.. *This can't be
happening.*
Ranma turned and left the kitchen on his way to the stair's
on which he stopped to watch as Soun rode on Genma's back
like he was a horse. He turned to finish his climb up to his
room.. Or at least what he hoped was still his room just as
Kasumi walked by him with a straight almost scary
expression. And what was that in her mouth? No.. It couldn't
be a.. A.. A cigarette! *I'm not in Nerima anymore* He
thought to himself.
-#-
He lay back on his Futon in his room. Everything in here was
normal at least. Well, At least he thought it was.. *What is
going on here? I must be dreaming.. wait this isn't a dream,
this is a nightmare! Ryoga rubbin on Akane like that! Jeez!
Fine see if I care though. My little P-chan..* "He's not a
damn pig anymore!" Ranma screamed as he quickly sat up.
"Meow.."
"Yaa!" Ranma yelped as he leapt up and hit the wall with his
back looking around the room. Just then he noticed a mouse
hole half in the floorboards and half in the wall. He
listened.
"Mrooow!"
*Ok.. So there is a cat in the mouse hole. Just great. Maybe
it'll die soon..*
Ranma quickly slipped outta his door and over towards the
bathing room. Just before he could open the door Nabiki was
standing before him, offering towels and a cold bucket of
water. "Um, th.. Thanks Nabiki. I think." He managed before
quickly snatching the towels and bucket. He walked in the
bathing room quickly slamming the door in the following
Nabiki's face.
He pulled his clothes off and poured the cold water over
himself to rinse. His body taking it's new form. *I'll be
rid of you quickly* He thought to himself as he stepped in
an already prepared warm bath, just as quickly changing him
back.
**Ok Neishou.. I'm sorry. I think you were right. Maybe this
is real. It seem's real enough anyways..** Ranma waited for
a response. **Come on. I said I was sorry! Jeez.**
Just then he heard the door open. Fearing the worse he
turned around to see Nabiki with a wry smile. "Got you now."
She walked towards his clothes, picked them up and threw
them across the room to where he'd have to get out of the
bath naked and walk over to get them.
*What is she doing? Oh my god no.. No way.. Couldn't be.*
"Nabiki! Come on, stop messing around! Give me back my
clothes and get outta her." he said just firm enough not to
sound too rude.
She walked over to the bathtub, and started to unclothe
herself in front of him. He couldn't believe his eyes. This
just wasn't happening. So finally he did the only thing he
could think of.
He screamed at the top of his lungs like a little baby.
"HELP!!! HELP ME!! PLEASE!" He tried to think of an escape
root. He didn't want her to see him naked. But he didn't
want to see her naked either. I mean this was his fiancee's
sister for Christ's sake! Just then the rest of her clothes
fell to the ground.
"Alright Ranma. Now your all mine." She stepped into the
warm water. And watched as he sat wide mouthed. She reached
over to him.
Ranma leapt outta the water stark naked and almost flew over
to his clothes and was off to his room before Nabiki could
even notice he wasn't there anymore.
Ranma slammed his door hard leaning against it. Just as the
meowing started again. *This Cant be happening to me!* He
thought to himself. *This just cant be happening!* He
quickly threw on his clothes and went off out the window
running towards Ukyo's Restaurant.. **Ok.. Ha, Ha! This is
really funny! Now answer me damnit!**
**Ok, ok. Jeez, I thought you wanted me outta your head. So
ah, why didn't ya do it?** Neishou asked wittingly.
**I've never even kissed a girl! I wasn't about to do..
_That_ you pervert!**
He could hear Neishou's sigh. **Hmm, I think there was
another reason. I really don't see why you try to hide it.
Well, I'm off to bed. Don't worry. You'll like what you come
upon at your friends restaurant. Till tomorrow Ranma.**
*No other reason. Besides, what's it matter to you
anyways!?* Ranma thought to himself as he kept running
towards Ukyo's not knowing where else to go.. But also
scared of what he would find.
To be continued...
Author's note - This is a reversion of the fic, the first
one ad alot of over looked problems. This one is alot
better I think. Remember, this is my first fic in around
two years, and even then I sucked. So go easy on me? ^_^
-Entomorph
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My mask is my demon, Your god is my hate,
My Wrath is my sin, My sin is my fate...
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