Konnichi wa, mina!

    Okay, I'm reposting this, with a few changes.  On the suggestion of...
Um... I don't recall his name now, and thanks to sleep-dep, I deleted the
message, when I intended to reply to it... *sigh*  Any way, you know who you
are- of switching from HTML to plain text, which I've done (took a while to
find it, yeesh 6-_-).  I'm hoping this helps, so let me know if it does.  If
not... well, I appologize for taking up valuable bandwith.
   Now, the repost...

    What follows is a new fanfic I've been tooling with on the side, while
working on the Kuei Hunter Gojira, which, for those of you who follow it,
I'm NOT putting aside.  In an act of pure masochism, I'm going to try and
carry both series.  I'm writing this one for two reasons: One I'm a Ranma
fan, and I wanted to do a Ranma fic (like the list needs another, ne? 6^-^),
and B because this one is more upbeat, and less serious than KHG.  I like to
keep my perspectives wide, so I don't end up writing the 'same ol' thing'
over and over.

     That said, Sukyandaru Productions now presents the following Teaser...
C&C is welcome (okay so this is only the teaser, and there won't be much for
C&C 6^-^ but later on, as the series progresses), especially if any of the
characters seem to be OOC.  I try to be true to the orginal vision, but I
know I sometimes slip, and would be grateful if ths is pointed out to me.

      Finally, Ranma Nibunoichi is the creation of Takahashi-sensei, and all
characters (except the new one! ^-^) are her property.  'Sides, I don't make
enough to be worth suing... Hrm... funny how must of seem to be in that
boat... oh well.  ^-^  You know the rest of the drill.

     It was almost a perfect day.
     The rains of the past few days had moved on, leaving the sky clear, and
the air smelling clean. Fresh flowers bloomed, while birds flitted from
building to building collecting materials for their nests, their cheerful
song echoing from the walls. Below them, mother's led chattering children as
they wended through the market, and in the distance the last peals of the
end of school bells were fading. Soon, the streets were crowded with people
of all ages, as recently freed students either made their way home, or
hurried off to other apointments, or entertainments.
     It was a perfect day.
    Almost.
    "AAAAARRRRGGGHH!"
    I stared at the map that had betrayed me, then surveyed the area around
me quickly to see if anything looked even remotely familiar. Since I'd never
been here before, the chance of that was remote, but I was hoping I'd spot
something that would tell where on the map I was.
    Nothing stood out.
    I growled again, crumpling the map, and tossing it into a nearby
wastebasket. The map certainly wasn't helping... no wonder the strange old
man was so eager to get rid of it. He'd practically given it to me, and even
still I ended up cheated. It was probably stolen, judging from the scribble
on the back that read: Property of Hibiki Ryouga. I sighed, and wandered
dejectedly over to a bench, and sat down, to rest my feet. I'd been on the
road since sun-up, every day since...
    Well, I couldn't recall exactly when this little journey had started,
but it was a long time. And I was so close to being finished... I shrugged
my shoulders out of the straps of my pack, and dropped it at my feet. I
rumaged around in it, then pulled out a small scroll. It was a record of my
progress over the past ten years, towards my life goal. Okay, so I was six
when I started, but either way, it was almost within reach. I unfurled it
with a happy sigh, reading the various names on it, each with a thin line
drawn through them.
    Except for the two at the bottom.
    The last two.
    "Tendo Soun, and Saotome Genma," I intoned, refurling the scroll. "I
will find you, and when I do"-  My hand clenched around the scroll, and I
had to repress an urge to laugh maniacally. I did note a far off peal of
thunder, but ignored it. I was too close now, to let little things like
mysterious weather distract me. If only, if only I...
    If only I could find where I was going...
    Dejection slammed into me, and my shoulders slumped. This was starting
to get frustrating. I knew I was in the right disctrict, Nerima, but I
didn't know where to find the-
    "-Tendo training hall?"
    I  blinked, and turned towards the voice, an elderly woman carrying a
large package on her back. She was looking at me curiously, and I suddenly
felt selfconscious.
    "Uh, pardon?"
    "I asked, are you looking for the Tendo training hall?"
    I blinked. "Uh, why yes... how did you-?"
    The old woman chuckled. "Anyone comes into Nerima, dressed like you are,
eventually seem to end up at the Tendos'."
    I looked down at my clothes, puzzled. Granted, they were rather worn
around the edges, and chinese in style, which would stand out somewhat, and
the kasa I was wearing didn't help me blend in, but-
    "You'll find the Tendo training hall down that street, dear," the old
woman said, smiling and pointing towards a corner about half a block away.
"Just go south until you see the gate. Good luck." Then she was gone,
continuing down the street, her package shifting back and forth on her back
as she walked.
    <Good luck? What does that mean? >
     I shrugged the thought off. No time for that now! I hefted my pack back
onto my shoulders, and dashed down the street, and around the corner, doing
my best to avoid pedestrians, but I think I may have clipped one young
fellow, 'cause I heard him yell as I passed. I yelled "Gomen!" over my
shoulder, as I turned the corner.
    I'd travelled maybe another block, before I saw my destination. A stone
wall surrounded a large, two-story older building with a peaked wooden roof.
I skidded to a halt in front of the main gate, a slightly ostentacious
structure that looked somewhat like the entrance to a temple. A wooden sign
hung on the right hand side, reading: Tendo's School of Anything Goes
Martial Arts. Next to the left door, was another handpainted sign, that
read: To defeat owner in savage combat, use rear door.
    I shrugged, and went around to the rear door...