All Relative Part 3, A SM/Ranma 1/2 crossover
Sailor Moon is the property of Takeuchi Naoko and some
corporations. Ranma 1/2 is the property of Takashi Rumiko and some
other corporation
Sorry about the delay, RL
Part three
Calling out "Tadaima." Ranma went to the
kitchen and leaning over the sink poured
a glass of water over his head. In girl
form, he spun, frowning as his breasts
and hips threw his balance off , then
looked up and urked, dodging to avoid
running Michiru down.
"Gomen."
"No problem Ranma-kun" Michiru was amazed,
even after Ranma's show earlier in the
morning, at the grace and control of his
motions. "What are you up to?"
"Training, I've got to get this body
trained. Right now, it's sloppy."
"Sloppy," she echoed, "I've seen
professional dancers, who after years
of practice would be proud to have your
sloppiness."
"Harrumph," Ranma grumbled as Michiru
hid a grin, at the sight of Ranma drawing
her, she immediately corrected him, self
up with a very male swagger.
"Actually, it's these that cause the
problem,," Ranma sounded aggrieved,
"They bounce, and throw my balance off."
Michiru couldn't help herself; she burst
into laughter, then choked it off as she
took in his crestfallen expression.
"Ranma, why don't you come with me and
We'll get a sports top."
"A BRA. Nope . . . No way." Michiru
resolved to thank whoever came up
with the idea that they should always
refer to Ranma in the male.
"Ranma-kun, a sports top is designed
to control the . . . bouncing. And
will also help you with your back."
. . . Still she never recalled any
conversations involving a male that
involved bras, breasts, or sports tops.
He grumbled but at last agreed to go
With her the next day and get him some
clothes.
"What are you going to teach Hotaru," she
asked.
"Goju Ryu."
"Very impressive, I'm sure."
"You don't know what it is." Ranma looked
slightly disappointed in her.
"Nope." If anything, Michiru sounded slightly
proud of the fact.
"It teaches you how to get out of the way,
counter attack as well as trains you in
weapons and breath control. If you like I
could teach it to you."
"Ranma, I am impressed. How many styles do
you know."
Ranma looked puzzled for a moment. "You know
that my father was Master on 'Anything Goes'.
We learned how to deal with all sorts of styles,
The best way to do that is learn a whole bunch
of styles. I did a lot of sparring, read a
bunch of scrolls (1), learned by challenging masters
then having them teach me their techniques. Watched
too. If you know what to look for, you can pick
up techniques watching other people do 'em."
"Never stuck around long enough in any place to
get any higher belts." Ranma looked depressed
for a second. "Pop said, as soon as I prove myself
he'd get me certified a Master. 'Course now that
he's dead I don't know what'll happen."
They turned as Haruka walked into the room. "Hi,
What's up. I'm off to the track. Disukaki wants
a challenge race."
Ranma perked up, "A challenge."
Michiru hid a grin at Ranma and Haruka lit up at
the thought of a challenge, any challenge. "Have
fun. I'm going to rehearse a bit, then there are
some stores to check out. Remember that we have
the recital tonight." She reached down and grabbed a
thermos.
"I'll be there. So, Ranma, ever seen a car race?" Haruka
rubbed a smudge of grease off her nose.
"Couple of times," Ranma looked torn, "Looks exciting."
"Come on then."
Michiru gave him a push, "Here you go, here's a thermos of
hot water." Somehow she felt that Ranma would prefer to watch
Haruka race in male form
As they pulled into the race course. Haruka looked at her cousin,
most people would have been peeking over the edge of the seat
or sitting with a death grip on something, Ranma was grinning at
her, "Could you teach me to drive? (2)"
"Uhh sure. When you are old enough."
"Ah Haruka-CHAN, so nice to see you." Disukaki had seen the car
pull in. "Who is the squirt?"
Haruka's smile of greeting might have fooled a blind and deaf
person, assuming that they were not at all sensitive, for
about three seconds. "Disukaki-KUN, after how badly you lost
last time I'm astonished you had the guts to show up. Ranma, meet
Disukaki."
Ranma smirked and bowed, seemingly content to follow his cousins
lead.
Disukaki made to put his arm around Haruka's shoulder and lead her
Off but decided not to as she looked at him and smiled. Briefly.
Ranma stood forgotten, watching as the two began to
discuss the race, not however so lost that he didn't notice
a girl walking up toward him.
"Hello, I'm Kurumi. You must be Ranma Ten'ou. I wish that my
brother would learn to behave. I apologize on his behalf."
"Hi, I am Ranma, but it's Ranma Satome. What is with those two?"
"I don't know. From the first time they met, he hated her. He
tries to provoke her each time they run into each other." Kurumi
sighed, "An it's almost like he looks for her, the way they always
seem to run into each other."
He looked at Karumi's brother then shrugged. "He moves like a fighter
but if he lets his blood rule his head, Haruka will hand it to him."
She shivered, "Your eyes, they stopped smiling when you looked up just
now
He gestured to a couple of bales that lay near the track, "Wanna watch
them? I promise to smile." He leaned back, watching the track, the
discussion between the two competitors, the two people tinkering with a
engine off to the side, a bird sitting on a tree branch sunning itself.
"You know, this is relaxing."
"Sister, you have better things to do then attend to him. Come."
Disukaki had been watching then two and continued in his thoughts
"A hook is so much better when concealed, what better way to deal a
blow to Uranus then have my blood snare her though hers."
He smiled at Haruka, "You were saying."
Kurumi looked reluctant for a second, then stood, "Yes brother."
She smiled down toward Ranma, "If we stay together right now,
there might well be real trouble."
A bit more background stuff to follow, then we start some
serious Yoma butt kicking. Part four includes inners, outers,
a Ranma character making a cameo, and more revelations about
Kurumi and Disuakaki.
The series is archived at
http://members.xoom.com/tannix/All_Relative/Relative.html
if people are interested
(1) Hmmmm, It sure looks like someone kept some scrolls around.
(2) Whether Ranma thinks this, Haruka's driving, is a new
martial arts style or not is something I'll leave up to you.