Sailor Ranko A Ranma 1/2 / Sailor Moon Novel Copyright 1999-2008, Duncan “Fire” Zillman [email protected] http://www.ozemail.com.au/~dzillman/fire Edited by Rebecca Ann Heineman [email protected] http://www.burgerbecky.com All characters belong to someone else. They're not mine, so don't sue me, this is not for profit. This story is set after Sailor Moon S, but prior to Sailor Moon Sailor Stars. Assume that some time has passed, and that the Senshi have aged to about sixteen (aside from the obvious exceptions of Hotaru / Saturn and Setsuna / Pluto. The Ranma characters are their normal age (sixteen). This happens prior to volume 33 of the Ranma Manga and before Ranma is revealed to Nodoka... Thanks go to my pre-readers: Kevin D. Hammel http://www.fanfic.net/~khammel/ Cheb http://chebmaster.narod.ru/ Please distribute this work free, unaltered and crediting the author. Monday, September 1, 2008 1 Chapters 1) Life In Juuban .............................3 2) Life As A Teacher ......................26 3) Life As A Sailor Senshi.............41 4) Life Without The Tomboy........58 5) Life Triumphant ........................85 2 Chapter 1, Life In Juuban Ranma stared out the window of the train and stubbornly refused to acknowledge Akane's presence. Akane in turn refused to acknowledge Ranma's. Of all the bad ideas that their parents have had, this possibly had to be the worst. Sure, they could send Ranma off for a training trip, but why send Akane too? Ranma thought back on just how stupid his old man was. At least he hadn't engaged him to someone new this time. "Boy, someday you will be the master of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts. When that day comes you must be prepared to take over the dojo." "Sure, Pops, no problem." Genma hit his son over the ear. "Be quiet and listen to what I'm saying. Being able to fight is just the first step; a step that you're mastering well. But you must be capable of teaching what you know. And that requires brains. Brains, which you don't use." Ranma glared at his father and prepared to hit him. From nowhere Soun appeared and joined in on the argument. "Take it like a man, Ranma. You can fight but you can't teach. Genma and I have made an arrangement with an old friend in Tokyo. You will stay at his dojo, and he will begin to teach you what we cannot about how to be a sensei." Ranma bowed his head. He had to admit, they might be right for once. He knew there was a lot to know about teaching; he just assumed that he would pick it up as easily as anything else related to Martial Arts. Mind you, Cologne had taught him so many secret techniques, maybe their "old friend" could teach him the secret techniques of being a sensei. Besides, some time away from high school and that uncute macho tomboy can't hurt. "OK, Pops, Mr. Tendo, I'll do it. Hah! I'll be back here in no time!" Genma bellowed as if he really knew what he was talking about. "Not so fast, boy. Didn't you realize that to be a fully recognized fitness instructor these days, you need qualifications? No? I didn't think so. This is why we've also found you a tutor at your new school. She's in your class, but everybody says that she's extremely smart, so she should have no problem teaching the likes of you." Ranma jumped to his feet. I still have to go to school? "No way! I don't need no tutor!" Grabbing Ranma's head, his father held Ranma's face into the report card that had come through recently, thanks to a home visit by Ranma's pint sized homeroom teacher, Miss Hinako. Each letter grade was covered in sad faces written in crayon. "Look at these grades. You passed, but only just. For shame, Boy, for shame!" With a flip, the elder Saotome crossed the room and slammed into the wall upside down. "And whose fault is that? If I didn't have all these fiancées hanging off me, bugging me all the time, there'd be no problems. But, nooooo. SOMEONE had to get me engaged five times over. Didn't they, POP!" Soun grabbed Ranma's shirt and began to sob. "Waahh, I know Ranma. But that's why we're sending you to another part of Tokyo. Get away from the fiancées; get away from the 3 distractions and fights. Sob, sob! Oh, Ranma. Say you'll go. Juuban High will be perfect for you." Pulling away from the fountaining man before the water could trigger his curse, Ranma gave in. "All right, OKAY already! Just so I can get some peace and quiet." Both fathers cheered up and smiled, patting him on the back. "Well done, Ranma! The next four months will pass so quickly; we'll hardly notice you're gone. We'll just tell everyone that you and Akane have gone to Hokkaido. Take care of my little girl." With a burst of anger, Ranma grabbed his father. "WHAT! If you think I'm going anywhere for four months with that tomboy, you've got another thing coming." "Boy, you agreed to this, have you no honor?" SPLASH! Mr. Panda looked up from the Koi pond snarling. "Sorry, Pop. Were you going to say something?" From behind Ranma, came an angry voice. "Tomboy? Ranma, you jerk!" WHAM! Drifting back to the present, Ranma looked around as he noticed the train slowing. "Hey, Akane. It's our stop." Without a word, Akane grabbed her things and left the carriage. Ranma simply looked around and threw up his hands "What did I do this time?" Jadeite smiled and looked around. While everyone thought him dead, he had been too powerful for Queen Beryl to easily destroy. When her final attack had come, he had moved with the power of the magic. Instead of being forever destroyed, he had been banished to this small proto-universe. Rather than being the massive affair he was used to, with galaxies and overlapping dimensions, this universe had but a single dimension, and all that it contained was a single sun; a complete, stable universe. All the mass in existence was within easy reach. In the years since his defeat he had spent his time and energy well. Since the universe was completely uninhabited by any others than himself, there were little of the life force energies needed for most magical spells. He did have completely uncontested sources of solar, geothermal, tidal and any other form of purely mundane power, however. He had taken this power and his carefully husbanded supplies of life force to create vast machines to tap more energy. With this, he began to raise his new army. Over the course of two years, Jadeite developed a new level of youma. His new creations had more power, discipline and armor than ever before. He also made them in greater numbers than the short sighted Beryl would ever allow. Jadeite had learned his lessons well. In the original invasion of the Moon Kingdom, the Dark Kingdom had commanded a huge army, an army that not even the combined might of the Sailor Senshi could fight at the peak of their powers. When Beryl had commanded their 4 forces to attack, they were under prepared, and the Senshi had destroyed them, forcing loss after loss despite the best of his plans. Now Jadeite had an army, a secure base of operations and a place from which to launch his strike. His only problem was that the spell needed to bridge the gap from his universe to the one he wished to conquer required vast quantities of life force. For now, he would send through his scouts, and then he would gather the power from the people of Earth. Soon his army would crush all resistance before him. Opening the portal, Jadeite sent through the first of his scouts. Scouts, which were the last of the youma he had brought with him when Beryl had tried to kill him. Ami and Usagi walked down the street from school. They were both headed back to Ami's place for the night. Since the defeat of Queen Beryl, the Black Moon Clan and finally the Death Busters, attacks by demons had fallen to an almost non-existent level. So low in fact, that Usagi had enough time to study that she even managed to pass everything without too much difficulty. The only problem with few attacks was that Makoto was beginning to start fighting at school again. The Senshi managed to help this by letting Jupiter take the brunt of the occasional demon attack whenever they could. "Hey, Ami! You wanna go out for ice-cream tomorrow morning?" Ami looked a bit down at the suggestion, "Sorry, Usagi, I can't. I'm going to be tutoring a transfer student for the next few months, and since tomorrow is Sunday, he's coming over." Usagi looked really sad for a moment, her lip trembling. She could fight youma in the name of the Moon for all eternity, but any rejection from her friends made her want to cry. Seeing the impending flood, Ami patted her on the back, "Come on, I'll race you home!" Tears forgotten, the friends raced down the street, failing to see the light blue flash as a youma popped into existence behind them.