Subject: [FFML] A Saiyan Tail part 13[R.5/DB][New!!]
From: Ryoga P Hibiki
Date: 8/20/2000, 8:24 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

	I'm bringing this fic out of my dusty projects bin due to sheer reader
requests. I was planing on finishing it up after I finished a few other
things first, but I guess I can squeeze it in from now on. I'm also
continuing 'The Teacher' again for the same reason, that one should be up
tomorrow night sometime.

	Earlier Chapters of both fics can be found at:
Http://www.geocities.com/misatira/

Ranma 1/2

A Saiyan Tail

Part 13 

Training.



	Soun and Goku landed on the Turtle Hermit's island and glanced around.
The two men had a serious look on their faces as they searched for their
old masters. "Kame Senin?" called Goku.

	"What is it boys?" said the old bald man who emerged from the house. He
had a turtle shell on his back and was wearing a pair of sunglasses.

	"Master!" cried Soun.

	Happosai removed his shades and blinked in surprise. "Soun? What are you
two idiots doing here?"

	"It's been a while since we've seen one another Master!" said the man
respectfully.

	Goku smiled at the reunion and walked up to the old man. "Master Roshi
called us here, he said it was urgent."

	"Urgent?" the little man seemed confused. "I haven't heard anything like
that."

	Suddenly another old bald man rushed from the house dressed in the same
manner as Happosai. "Goku! It's good to see you!"

	"What's up Master? Why did you call us?" said the Saiyan with a confused
look on his face.	

	"Actually, I just wanted to see if this belonged to you," Kame Senin
held up a familiar figure clutching a bokuten in his hands. He was
covered in bruises and muttering to himself. "Dang fool came her
demanding that I train him or something, I couldn't really understand him
that well. I called Yamcha cause he sounds like he might be a relative of
his or something. Anyway, I refused him and he went on some damned fool
rant, something about paying any amount or something. He did mention your
son and Tendo's daughter, so I thought maybe you knew him."

	"This is the urgent business?" said Soun in shock.

	"Urgent? I tried to tell you over the phone, but Tendo demanded that you
come in person. I didn't expect you to come all the way here," replied
the man with a shrug.

	"Tendo?" said Goku in confusion.

	"I just wanted Akane and Ranma to spend a little time together alone,
you know, with out us," admitted the man with a shrug.

	"Oh," said Goku in confusion.


	
	Akane huffed as the weight of the turtle shell pulled her down after
another grueling day of delivering newspapers. The pair stood at the top
of a hill overlooking Nerima. "What now?" she muttered as Ranma jogged up
next to her with his traveling pack on.

	"It's time to weed the gardens," said Ranma with a smile. It was a
weekend and they had no school that day. "We're gonna start doing it
every afternoon now."

	"We don't have a garden!" snapped Akane.

	Ranma waved his hands at the street below. "Nope, but they do."

	Akane's eyes went wide as she realized that hundreds of the houses below
had small gardens in them. "All of them?"

	"Of course," replied the pigtailed boy with a small smirk.


	Moments later Akane was on her hands and knees and covered in dirt. "I
don't even get any tools?"

	"Nope, make sure you get the roots out too, and don't hurt any of the
plants," instructed Ranma.

	"How am I supposed to get the roots out without a shovel?" snapped Akane
bitterly.

	The pigtailed boy squat down next to her and shot his hand under the
ground just beside a particularly large weed. He brought his hand up and
dangled the weed in front of her face for a moment. "Like that. Get
started."




	Kasumi smiled as her sister collapsed on the ground just in front of the
kitchen door. "Oh, hello Akane! How was your day?"

	"I'm starving Kasumi! When's dinner!" said the girl with a weary and
desperate hunger in her voice.

	"Oh, I didn't see you there Ran-" The elder girl blinked when she
noticed that the Saotome boy was not standing there. "Oh my."

	The sound of the door followed shortly as Ranma entered the home.
"Tameda!"

	Kasumi blushed and turned back towards the meal hoping Akane hadn't
noticed her slip up.



	Ryoga Hibiki floated in the air and stared at his opponent angrily. His
body was covered in small burns and scars. A vicious snarl was planted on
his lips as well as he simply waited. "Where?"

	"Haaaaaa!" cried a familiar voice from somewhere around the lost boy.
Ryoga shifted to the side just in time to see a green blur pass within an
inch of his face. He seemed to vanish as Piccolo reappeared in front of
his position with his arm still extended in a punch. 
	Ryoga appeared just above him in a downward kick that passed through the
demon's body. The lost boy gasped in shock and turned with his arms
crossed just in time to block the blow that the green man landed on his
forearms. He was pushed back slightly and grunted in effort.

	Ryoga wasn't through yet, he charged up a blast and uncrossed his arms
sending a wave of energy at the Namek that burned the tips of his shoes
as he shot upwards to avoid it. Piccolo gasped as Ryoga appeared directly
in front of him with is fist extended to his nose. 

	"Got you!" snarled the boy triumphantly. 

	"Good!" snapped Piccolo as he appeared nearby floating in the air.

	Ryoga gasped as he realized that the Piccolo in front of him had already
faded away. "How?"

	"There isn't anything else I can really teach you boy," said the green
man ignoring the question. "If you're ever going to be ready to face
Ranma Saotome, not is the time." The Namek had been training with the
Hibiki boy nonstop over the past few weeks. The lost boy had vanished for
a few days during that time and picked a few fights while looking for the
boy. Piccolo had always managed to find him and get him back on track
again.

	"I was ready for Ranma before I met you," replied the boy a little
arrogantly.

	"That's all well and good, but I want to be sure you're good enough to
keep that brat busy while I take care of his old man. Even I'm not strong
enough to take them both on," replied the demon calmly. "I don't really
care if you beat him or not."
	Piccolo smiled to himself as he said this. "And then I'll have those
dragon balls to myself. I'll just kill you to make sure I don't have any
loose ends boy," thought the demon to himself.

	"When are we going to fight Ranma?" asked Ryoga coolly, his tail wagged
slowly behind him and he clenched his fists in anticipation.

	"Soon enough, have patience boy," snorted the Namek.

	Ryoga nodded grimly and slowly floated back to the ground. Piccolo was
his best chance of finding Ranma again soon. He would just have to wait
until the demon led him to the boy.



	"You should loosen up more," said Ranma cheerfully as he rubbed on
Akane's shoulders in the dojo.

	Akane was sitting in front of him looking dejected. It had taken him
half an hour to get her to agree to a rub down to loosen her up a bit.
She was so cramped that she needed it badly. "Ha ha, very funny," she
replied snidely.

	"It was meant to be," he said with a shrug. There was a slight rain
outside and he sighed.

	"Ranma, why are you helping me?" she asked suddenly.

	"Huh? Cause Pop asked me too. Why?" said the boy in confusion.

	"Is that the only reason?" she pried farther.

	"Naw, I like you Akane, you're a good friend!" said the boy happily. He
continued to rub her shoulders cheerfully.

	"Friend?" Akane was uncertain about the word. They were engaged to be
married, but she wasn't sure how she felt about him. "At least one of us
is sure," she muttered under her breath.

	Ranma gave her a small quizzical look, but said nothing.


	Shampoo stared at the ground in frustration as she paced around the
mysterious girl's tracks. The trail was long since cold and she had
nothing to go on any longer. Her frustration was growing with each
passing moment and she was still unsure of what to do. "Shampoo no can go
home until Ranma come with her," she reminded herself out loud. The rules
were the same whether she hunted a husband or a wife. 

	She looked up at the sky and frowned at the forecast, it would certainly
rain all day tomorrow as well. Unfortunately that would make tracking the
girl even harder in these harsh conditions. Surely the female Ranma would
be much harder to find in the rain.
	She cursed in Mandarin and kicked a piece of pavement away sending it
splashing through a large puddle that took up most of the street. She had
spent a lot of time near the Tendo home, and sightings of the female
Ranma were sparse and few there. When she did see her, the girl would be
gone by the time she arrived, only the cowardly male Ranma and his
girlfriend remained. 

	Despite the fact that she was a little uncomfortable with a lesbian
relationship, she still felt proud of her prize. It was a hunt worthy of
her talents, in the end it might prove to be too much for her. It seemed
to her that the other girl was indeed of that persuasion, the way she
reacted to her advances suggested that. Unfortunately for her she was
also shy, and very difficult to catchy. The poor girl was still in
denial, probably forced opinions from the barbaric government system of
the Japanese. It was up to her to free her from such inhibitions, whether
she wanted too or not. 
	
	Ranma had proven herself cunning prey indeed, and very resourceful. It
was the greatest hunt of her life. Perhaps a bit too much, she was
skeptical of her ability to make even a sighting of her beloved the next
day.	

	Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on your view of things, Shampoo
was wrong. Early the next morning Ranma Saotome would wake up, and take
Akane Tendo on a morning paper route that would send them from one end of
Nerima to another, in the cool, wet, rain.

	TBC...


	As before the rest of this tale can be found on my site.
Http://www.geocities.com/Misatira/

	C&C to Carrotglace@juno.com



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