This is one that I wrote a while back. It currently
consists of 7 complete parts. I haven't really had any
more really good ideas so I haven't finished part 8
yet. It's pretty self explanitory. However, I do
change one detail of the Ranma story later on. Anyway,
enjoy!
Sakuya-sama ^_^ no Jurai
Legal Disclaimer: Hell, no Ranma 1/2 isn't mine! If it
was do you think I would be sitting here sending this
stuff out all over the internet for free?! The only
character I claim is Suiren.
Two Halves Make a Whole
a Ranma � FanFic
written by
Heather McNully AKA Ran-chan AKA Sakuya Misaki
Part 1
It is nighttime at the Tendo dojo. Everyone is safely
tucked into bed and sound asleep. Everyone, that is,
except for Mr. Saotome. Mr. Saotome tosses and turns
next to his son Ranma. He is dreaming as he sleeps. He
sees himself once again at the cursed springs of
Junsenkyo. "Daddy," he hears a little girls voice.
There is a little girl drowning in one of the springs.
"Daddy," she calls again and again, gasping for air
and struggling to keep her head above water, "Daddy
help me!" she sputters, staring at him, desperately
reaching her hand out to him. Genma doesn�t know what
to do. He can�t seem to move himself any closer to her
than he is. He watches as the girl�s hand is slowly
submerged beneath the surface. "Daddy, why didn�t you
love me enough to save me?" the voice of the child
echoes as the tips of her fingers disappear. The
spring bubbles and is once again peaceful as it
swallows the girl.
Genma sits straight up in bed, sweat pouring down his
face as he tries desperately to catch his breath. His
eyes dart around the room, making sure it was only a
dream. He stands up.
"Time to wake up, Ranma!" he calls to his sleeping
son, kicking him.
"Huh? What is it pop?" Ranma groans sleepily.
"Get up boy. It�s time for a training exercise," Genma
instructs.
"Just five more minutes...," Ranma�s voice fades as he
begins to doze off again.
"Ranma wake up!" Genma commands as he splashes Ranma
with a bucket of cold water.
"I�m up, I�m up! Jeez! You didn�t have to go and do
that," Ranma, now a girl, yells, "What�s the matter
with you? You look like you saw a ghost or something."
"Are you going to stand around and talk all day or are
you going to fight?" Genma asks as he opens the door
to go outside.
"What�s the deal, waking me up at this time of night?
I�ve got school tomorrow, ya know!" Ranma complains,
joining his father outside.
"Son, I have told you before. Your training is not
simply something you do every once in a while. It�s a
twenty-four-hours-a-day thing. You must be ready to
train at any time... and don�t you forget it...."
***
"Breakfast is ready," Kasumi calls out to Ranma and
Mr. Saotome. The two have spent the entire night
training.
They pause in midair over the lake and quickly fall
in. Genma, now a panda, bounds out of the water and
into the house.
"You won�t get away *that* easy, old man!" Ranma
calls out as she leaps from the icy lake.
"Ranma," Kasumi stops him at the door, handing him a
towel and a bowl containing shampoo and soap, "you had
better hurry or you�ll be late for school."
Ranma forgets about the fight, runs upstairs, quickly
bathes, dresses, and returns downstairs for breakfast.
***
Ranma, Akane, and Nabiki have left for school. Mr.
Tendo and Mr. Saotome are sitting on the back porch
engrossed in a game of go while Kasumi is busy in the
kitchen.
"uh... Saotome.... It�s your move.....," Soun tries
to get the attention of his friend who has zoned out,
"Is something the matter, Saotome? You�ve been awfully
quiet today," he asks.
Genma takes a minute to return from his daydream
state and then replies, "Oh, nothing.... I was just
thinking about a dream I had last night....."
"Hmmmmm....," Tendo thinks for a moment, "They say
that dreams can tell you a lot about yourself and
sometimes even tell the future."
"Well, I�m not quite sure what to make of this one.
It was almost as though it was real....," Genma says,
"I was at the accursed springs at Junsenkyo again, but
there was a little girl drowning in one of the
springs. She kept calling �daddy� and begging for
help, but I didn�t know what to do. I can still see
her face. It seems so familiar. I don�t have any clue
why.... but I guess now that I think about it, it�s
more silly than strange....," Genma forces a laugh.
"It does sound quite disturbing, my friend.... maybe
the little girl represents something," Mr. Tendo says
philosophically, "we�ll just have to try and figure
out what it all means."
***
Meanwhile, Kasumi is in the kitchen getting ready to
begin cooking lunch for her father and Mr. Saotome.
"Oh, my," Kasumi opens the cupboards to see that they
are pretty bare, "I need to go to the store."
"Father, Mr. Saotome," Kasumi peeks out the back door,
"I�m going to the store. I�ll be back in a little
while. Is there anything special that you would like
me to pick up while I�m there?" Kasumi asks.
"No thank you, Kasumi," Soun answers.
"Ok, goodbye!"
"Goodbye!" they reply in unison.
Kasumi gathers her purse and things and walks out the
front door.
She has barely started her journey when she comes upon
a small child sitting on the sidewalk, crying.
"Why are you crying, little one?" she approaches the
child, "Are you hurt?"
The kid looks up at her. She sees that it is a little
boy who looks to be of about 9 or 10 years of age with
short, red hair cut in a boy style, and some scrapes
and bruises. He�s dressed in what seems to be a
Chinese mandarin shirt and a pair of shorts with a
back pack on his back. "I�m lost," the child sobs, "I
was trying to find my daddy and my brother, but now
I�ve lost them. I�ve been looking for them for so long
and now I can�t find where they went to."
"Oh, well, I�ll help you find them, little boy. What
are their names?" Kasumi smiles.
The child begins to grow very angry with Kasumi and
his tears turn to tears of anger as he shouts at her,
"Their names are Genma and Ranma Saotome and I AM NOT
a boy!!!"
End of Part 1
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