Ranma ½ Rinne 2

[Hymn of Ragnarok]

Fun story.

And something tells me it will be better for Ino if she and Ranma never cross paths. Ranma probably wouldn't take his frustrations out on Ino, but at the same time it's not too hard to see Ino not leaving well enough alone unless directly ordered to.

And just the relation and implication that the daughter can do what the father does won't be fun for Ranma to consider.

 

[Snozzallos]

This is pretty good.

The only thing I'd note is Ranma sounds a bit too... whiny during imprisonment. It's a pretty minor gripe all things considered.

 

[Darkstrider]

I do like how this is progressing, though I admit I missed the eyes bit in chapter one and also can't really grasp what Kaede is really up to. Nonetheless, great stuff!

 

[Seed00]

This is pretty good.

The only thing I'd note is Ranma sounds a bit too... whiny during imprisonment. It's a pretty minor gripe all things considered.

Well, Inoichi is rifling through his mind and looking at his memories. He's aware that Inoichi is doing so and can't stop him, so I suppose Ranma is feeling pretty helpless right then and there.

 

[Lawra]

This is pretty good.

The only thing I'd note is Ranma sounds a bit too... whiny during imprisonment. It's a pretty minor gripe all things considered.

Well, Inoichi is rifling through his mind and looking at his memories. He's aware that Inoichi is doing so and can't stop him, so I suppose Ranma is feeling pretty helpless right then and there.

Pretty much, hard to be a confrontational badass when you're completely at someone's mercy, all secrets laid bare, escape unattainable, and surrounded by the insane.

And now for the tedious task of introducing Ranma to Konoha in a friendly manner.

 

[Seed00]

And now for the tedious task of introducing Ranma to Konoha in a friendly manner.

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Friendly? After all that?

 

[Snozzallos]

Well, Inoichi is rifling through his mind and looking at his memories. He's aware that Inoichi is doing so and can't stop him, so I suppose Ranma is feeling pretty helpless right then and there.

My bad, let me give it another shot-- I mean 'whiny' when he should be completely pissed off about this shit. We're talking mind rape, and it pretty much amounts to 'hey, don't touch that!' and 'inoichi's looking at me make him stop!' followed by a half-hearted love tap to the face in spite of "being at their mercy, all secrets laid bare, escape unattainable, and surrounded by the insane." ...and naked, humiliated plus nearly being killed several times before.

I'm good with futile dialogue and threats, but my previous concern is that the dialogue and then follow-up actions didn't feel weighty enough given the subject matter. My only hope is that Ranma's doubts voiced through internal dialogue are more than concepts used in the moment then cast to the wayside while everybody makes friendly introductions, however tediously.

I'm sure the rest will be imminently readable. Just observations to be noted or discarded. ^_^

 

[fitzgerald]

As a thought here avoiding the ninja side altogether might well be the best option.

Create a disassociation with the martial aspect of the town with its more normal everyday side.

 

[Lawra]

My bad, let me give it another shot-- I mean 'whiny' when he should be completely pissed off about this shit. We're talking mind rape, and it pretty much amounts to 'hey, don't touch that!' and 'inoichi's looking at me make him stop!' followed by a half-hearted love tap to the face in spite of "being at their mercy, all secrets laid bare, escape unattainable, and surrounded by the insane." ...and naked, humiliated plus nearly being killed several times before.

I'm good with futile dialogue and threats, but my previous concern is that the dialogue and then follow-up actions didn't feel weighty enough given the subject matter. My only hope is that Ranma's doubts voiced through internal dialogue are more than concepts used in the moment then cast to the wayside while everybody makes friendly introductions, however tediously.

Ranma starts out sarcastic, snarky, and a hint of threatening but then two days later of having Inoichi sit in his head and do whatever have drained the fight out of him. Getting out is more important than bravado for now. Far more options when he's not chained up and being constantly watched. I could make it more overt how draining it is though.

Not sure if I would call a punch that would have taken a normal persons head clean off a love tap. Ranma's just accepted their deal, starting some big fight cause she killed him would be kind of a negative. Inoichi hasn't felt the last of Ranma's anger either.

A pseudo-kitsune scorned is a bad thing to have after you.

As a thought here avoiding the ninja side altogether might well be the best option.

Create a disassociation with the martial aspect of the town with its more normal everyday side.

This was pretty much my plan. Konoha tries to get Ranma to form some relationships and emotional attachments with average people and some chosen ninja. The offer of basic jutsu training is going to be so basic Ranma already knows it.

Konoha's plan will obviously fail as outside/inside influences want to know what they can use Ranma for. And Ranma is interested in learning about how they do all that crazy stuff.

 

[Lawra]

“How’d my hair get so long?” Ranma asked his reflection in a small mirror inside the tiny shower area he had been allowed to get cleaned up in. He made a point not to think why they would have a shower next to what he guessed were interrogation rooms. Wiping away some steam from the mirror, he turned his head to the side to see that his black hair now reached down to his lower back.

“I’m going to need something to tie-- it-- back--.” He trailed off, feeling first horror then elation that the effect of the dragon whisker soup had finally worn off. “Ha! No going bald for me!” He cheered and did a small happy dance.

“Too bad someone stole it, I could have sold it to my old man for a fortune.” He lamented.

Ranma had been all too happy to oblige them on showing off his real form and had given specifics on his size so they could give him basic clothing. What they gave him was a simple pair of slightly too big white boxers, light blue capri pants, and baggy gray tshirt with a wide oval shaped neck. Not his usual style but the fit was satisfactory for them not even seeing him. They had gotten his prefered style of slipper right but they were at least two sizes too big so he would be going barefoot for the time being.

Leaving the shower area, he was suddenly blinded by a camera flash. Holding the camera was a short thin woman wearing a long white robe. Two other men wearing similar clothing were standing close with various instruments.

“They would just like to take some actual measurements.” Kurenai explained.

“Alright-- I guess.” He shrugged and let them quickly go about the task. “Why didn’t you do this when I was a girl?”

“We did.” The camera woman answered and took a profile shot. “You were just unconscious at the time.”

“Ah.” Ranma would make them regret it if they had done more than that.

“It’s not everyday that we get someone who changes gender.” One of the men suddenly plucked a hair from Ranma’s head.

“Maybe you could find a way to cure me.” He suggested excitedly. Chakra based techniques seemed like magic, it had to be possible.

“We’ll have to get back to you on that. It’s been difficult enough analyzing your previous sample and may need more.” The same man answered, putting the hair into a glass test tube and covering it with a cork stopper. “If anything comes up, you’ll be notified.”

‘Wonder if there’s a Jusenkyo on this world I could go to.’ He thought as the trio departed.

“Just so you’re aware.” Kurenai broke into his musing. “You’re being trusted that this is not just some jutsu to change your appearance. I imagine normally they would have sat there and watched you change-- repeatedly.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll see it in action enough.” He grumbled before wringing his hands together rapidly. “So how about some food?”

“There’s a cafeteria nearby--.” Kurenai started to say before he interrupted her.

“No way, I want real food.” Ranma crossed his arms and decided to start testing their limits. “I need to make sure my taste buds still work after a week of that slop you fed me.”

“It is a bit early but you’ve definitely earned it. I wouldn’t eat the prison food on a dare.” The black haired woman became more serious. “But first I would like to go over your cover story so you can practice with some prepared responses.”

“What would I need a cover story for? No one knows me, I’m on a different and crazy world.” He shrugged in indifference.

“Every senior ninja knows about you now and will be briefed on how to handle the situation, but the reaction to your arrival was a little too public to simply sweep under the rug with our younger generation and the civilians.” She explained and appeared to stop waiting for him to acknowledge that he understood.

“Is it at least something that makes me look cool?” He asked. “Cause I’m not doing it unless I’m a badass.” He struggled desperately not to let a smirk appear on his face.

zx

Inuzuka Kiba elbowed his female teammate Hyuuga Hinata before pointing towards their team leader walking down the street with a much younger guy.

“Hey, who’s that with Kurenai-sensei?” He asked and crossed his arms over his pet dog Akamaru tucked within the front of his gray coat.

“I-- I don’t know.” The shy Hyuuga answered, her pale lavender eyes without pupils tracking Kurenai.

“You ever see him before, Shino?” He turned towards his other teammate, Aburame Shino. The other genin’s face was hidden behind the high collar of his jacket and his dark round sunglasses. The quiet Shino just shook his head to the negative.

“Wanna find out if he’s the reason why she stopped us from doing missions the next couple of days?” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“Yes, because it will be good training.” Shino answered.

zx

Ranma paused while inhaling some utterly delicious barbecue ribs to look dubiously at Kurenai. Stripping the last of the meat from the bone, he licked his lips, and set the bone down. “So, I’m your cousin.” He summarized.

“Very distant judging by your table manners.” She added, looking shocked over the speed he was eating at. “Can you repeat the basics again?”

He looked down at the small map she had given him with several notes written near cities. “I traveled with my father in the Land of Fire all my life.” He pointed to a large section that also contained the ninja village he was currently in. “He was killed by a-- missing-nin?” Criminal seemed like it would be simpler but he figured with this chakra being available it was necessary to make a distinction between average bad guys and the ones who could blow up buildings with a few waves of their hands.

“Go on.” She encouraged, listening intently.

“Having no other family, I contacted you and you agreed to help me start up a life here.” He finished, skipping over a great deal of boring and minute details.

“Good enough for now.” She nodded. “Study that scroll so that I can ask you more specific questions tomorrow morning.”

“What do I get if I get a good grade on this test?” He asked absently, glancing at three young teens who entered into the restaurant. Two boys with one girl and they were all so incredibly bland and unassuming that they caught his eye immediately. ‘Are they sending kids to keep watch on me?’

“Did you notice their henge, or was it how ordinarily ordinary they look?” Kurenai asked in amusement, noticing where his eyes had wandered.

“Way too normal for you people.” He answered and casually took a sip of his glass of water.

“Hinata.” Kurenai called across the room, causing the disguised girl to flinch instantly, and look in their direction. The black haired woman didn’t say anything more, merely gestured with her index finger for the three to come over to the table. One of the boys cursed loudly and gave the indicated Hinata an angry scowl.

“Hide the map.” The red eyed woman ordered and gestured for the three to come over to them.

Ranma didn’t realize why he had to hide it until the three normal teens vanished in a puff of smoke to be replaced by more distinctive figures. One stood out immediately for his black slitted eyes, wild spiky hair, and red slashes running vertically on each cheek. Peeking out the front of his dirty gray jacket was a white puppy that was giving Ranma a dirty look. The other boy and girl seemed far less odd, except for the girl’s pupilless lavender eyes.

‘Just like that old man.’ He remembered the stern angry looking one who had been with Sarutobi.

Kurenai’s hands moving across the table to roll up the map reminded him that she had told him to hide it. The only one of the three who seemed to have picked up on the map was the one with dark round sunglasses and a collar so high that it hid most of his face. Ranma could only guess that though as the only change was an eyebrow peeking slightly up over his glasses.

“So who’s this guy?” The one with the dog asked aggressively and crossed his arms.

“This is my cousin, Saotome Ranma.” Kurenai introduced politely. “Ranma, this is my team of genin. Hyuuga Hinata.” She indicated the girl with the pupilless eyes. “Inuzuka Kiba.” The boy with the dog was next followed by the sunglasses wearing boy in a high collared green coat. “And Aburame Shino.”

“Little ninja, huh?” Ranma leaned forward to prop his head up with his right hand in contemplation. “What are they training to be, dog catchers?” He asked casually, a plan quickly forming in his head. They had offered to give him information on chakra but he certainly didn’t trust that he would receive anything worthwhile.

“Could kick your ass.” Kiba snorted, rising up to answer Ranma’s taunt. Even his dog gave a growl in response.

“Kiba, that’s enough.” Kurenai chastised the boy, stopping the situation from escalating.

“Good dog.” Ranma whispered as softly as he could, enjoying the tightening around Kiba’s eyes. “I’m sorry, cousin. Do you think that maybe I could see how you train them? Me and my father trained together, ya know. Might make me feel more at home.” He trailed off sadly, not needing to act the part. He had been gone for nearly a week now with no way of knowing if he would ever be able to return. As sure as Ranma was that he would eventually find a way there were nagging doubts and he still had to payback Kaede for all of this.

“Does that mean you’ll be staying for some time-- because your father is no longer around?” Shino asked in a matter of fact sort of way behind his high collar and sunglasses.

“Uh-- yea.” He answered uncomfortably, immediately noticing that the girl with the strange eyes was shyly looking at him with a look bordering on pity.

“Tomorrow.” Kurenai finally said tensely. “He needs to get moved into his apartment first and each of you are going to spend the rest of the day working on your henge.” Hinata looked down while playing with her fingers nervously, Kiba groaned loudly, and Shino stood stoically as though he didn’t have any feelings on the matter. “We’ll meet tomorrow in the market of block four and I hope not to spot you so easily.”

“Yes, sensei.” The trio bowed their heads towards the woman briefly before hurrying out of the restaurant.

“How lenient.” Ranma remarked, trying to push away the dark thoughts of home. “Was expecting you to take off a fingertip or two for failure.”

“Fingertips are useful, plenty of other body parts you can part with without losing combat effectiveness.” Kurenai explained casually, daintily using a fork to finish the last of her food.

“Funny--.” He rolled his eyes before shouting across the room. “Hey waiter, I want to order another plate of ribs!”

 

[Ryune]

Yay! I enjoyed this quite a bit. Good to see more of it. I think Ranma may be getting a little too antagonistic to the genin right out of the gate though. I would have thought this kind of behavior would crop up after he had been provoked by Kiba saying something.

 

[DaJuggernaut]

What a pleasant surprise. Glad to see more of this. And of course Ranma is still understandably pissed off and taking it out on a convenient target.

 

[Lawra]

Write in a little kitsune screwing with Ryoga I thought, it'll be easy I thought. The trolling will write itself, I thought.

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Poking at his meager fire with a small stick, Ryoga stirred at the coals, and considered what he would have for dinner this pleasant evening. The past few days he had been leery of the clouds that had looked like they would rain down upon him at any moment. But today it had been clear blue sky and sunshine. Having found a clearing surrounded by a sparse forest of trees, he had decided to set up camp.

Giggling merrily nearby as he chased and pounced on nearby leaves was the little kitsune Ryoga had ran into the other day. As soon as Ryoga had found a way to change back into his real body, he had tried to send the mythical creature on its way. Gently of course, he didn’t want to get himself cursed again by offending a kid with magical powers and an attitude.

Instead, while trying to tell the fox he had to go home, Ryoga had found out that his terrible direction had gotten them both lost. Ryoga couldn’t just leave the child alone in the middle of the woods without knowing his way home. So he was now trying to find his way back to Nerima. Dealing with an overly enthusiastic kitsune who was now rooting around inside his backpack, a bushy tail flicking around excitedly the only visible sign of the fox.

“Hey don’t go in there.” He pulled the fox out and set him back on the ground. Not that he knew if the kitsune was male or female but it was just easier to pick one and stick with it.

“But what’s in there?” The kitsune asked bouncing rapidly around him as he pulled out a small pot to start making a meager dinner.

“Everything I need to survive.” He answered, having learned long ago to cull anything unneeded. Though he would have to start foraging for something fresh soon as he only had a few meager root vegetables to fill his stomach tonight. “Could really use some fish or chicken-- anything.” Ryoga was always timid in trying to catch fish due to his curse and he wasn’t fond of plucking chickens.

“I like fish too! I’ll go get some!” The kitsune yipped as he ran off into the woods.

“Don’t run off!” He called after the fox and frozen in indecision. If he followed he would get lost. if he stayed here then the creature he said he would bring home could get lost. Then again he couldn’t possibly be blamed for losing the fox in this situation and then he could get back to life as usual.

‘As tempting as it is, I can’t do that.’ He nodded to himself and stood up to face his destiny. “Hey little fox!” He yelled, zig zagging aimlessly around the clearing, and soon forgetting to look in the direction of his small camp. “Lost already.” He bemoaned his fate, standing four paces from his small fire and facing the opposite direction.

“What ya looking at?” The little fox asked from his right, head cocked to one side quizzically.

“I found you!” Ryoga gathered up the fluffy kitsune to squeeze possessively. Eliciting a happy rolling bird like chirping as the fox tried to chew on his hands briefly. “Heh, you’re kind of like a dog aren’t you?”

This time the fox did bite him with sharp little teeth causing Ryoga to hastily drop him to the ground. “Dogs are ugly and nasty! I’m a kitsune! And we’re super amazing!”

“Well-- okay.” He stared doubtfully down at the little fox.

“Okay I guess you can have some of my fish.” The kitsune sat down and twisted his head around to grab a small sack that Ryoga finally noticed on the fox’s back. Pulling it forward it came off of him to open up into a small blanket with a half dozen fish piled in the center. “Only if you cook them right, okay?”

“Where-- where did you get those?” He knelt down to check and see that they were real.

“I just asked Inari-sama.” The little fox answered like it was the most obvious answer in the world.

“Well next time you see him, give him my thanks.” Ryoga patted the vulpine on the top of his head before gathering up the fish to try and find his camp again.

 

[Lanceavalon]

ABout time something good was continued this place is dying.

Not much to comment on everything seems to be in character, though I can't help but to think Ranma will be planning a serious escape attempt the entire time.

 

[Lawra]

Sitting in a lotus position, Naruto frowned at the scrolls strewn about his bed and his inability to find answers within. He felt a little dumb for thinking that with the resources he had access to, that he would find more information about the seal used to put the Kyuubi in him. It didn’t help that his worthless, lazy, pervert of a sensei refused to answer his well thought out questions on the matter. (1)

He still didn’t know what had happened to that sexy red headed fox-girl. Absolutely nobody would tell him where she had gone and the destruction of parts of Konoha was being covered up as an impromptu test of security. It was torture not to tell his teammate Haruno Sakura since he had thought up about ten ways for it to make him look cool. Naruto also wanted to desperately rub it into his rival Uchiha Sasuke’s face that he’s not the center of attention.

“Hey, boy.” A man’s voice whispered softly from a place right behind Naruto’s ears.

Moving with lightning quick speed, Naruto spun around to face the intruder to his room but found only his poster covered wall. “Eh?” He narrowed his eyes in thought before bouncing up to his feet on the bed. “I’ll warn you now, you’ve entered the home of the amazing, number one Konoha ninja, and soon to be Hokage, Uzumaki Naruto! Now show yourself!” He declared aggressively.

“Sadly, that’s a bit difficult for me at the moment.” The man’s velvety smooth voice purred from the same shadowy corner just behind him.

“Oh, ya? Why’s that?” His eyes darted from side to side, not being able to figure out where this guy was. ‘I gotta learn this jutsu from him though! Oh the pranks I could pull on Sasuke!’

“Perhaps this would be easier a different way.”

Naruto felt a twisting in his gut before all the blood in his body seemed to rush past his ears all at once. He closed his eyes briefly and when he opened them he found that he was in a different place. Giant bars dominated his vision as they stretched upwards to the ceiling high above. The air was damp and his feet were wet because he was standing in a small puddle.

“Wow, this place sucks.” He commented, continuing to take in the rest of the room.

“My sentiments exactly.”

Naruto didn’t know how to respond to the man standing calmly behind the cage bars. Standing as tall as his sensei Kakashi, most of his body was hard to see due to his all black clothing. Long orange hair framed a face that reminded him of that red haired girl. Around the man’s red slitted eyes were black marks that came to points directed at pointed ears.

“You want to impress some girl, correct?” The man asked casually, red eyes intensely looking past the bars.

“What’s it to you?” He hadn’t been talking about Sakura while in his room, at least not out loud. “Who are you and where am I?” Naruto added as an afterthought.

“Because it seems to me that you’re having a difficult time gaining her affection.” The man laughed softly to himself with his eyes closing briefly.

“That’s not true!” Naruto protested loudly, bouncing up to stand close to the bars. “Sakura-chan is just playing hard to get!” He continued on, not caring how his proximity seemed to make the orange haired man’s mouth quirk into a smile.

“Oh! So, this female has a name!” He smiled even wider.

“Sakura-chan isn’t just some female.” Naruto growled at the man.

“Sure, they’re all ‘special’ in some way.” The man remarked sarcastically, waving his hand flippantly.

Naruto took several steps back and looked up to where a piece of paper was hanging from the bars. ‘Seal.’ He backed away further. “Who are you anyways?” He asked suspiciously.

“I assumed it was obvious.” The man crossed his arms and leaned against the bar, intense humorless red eyes watching Naruto’s every move.

“You’re the Fox.” He whispered and gulped nervously.

“So it wasn’t that obvious. And here I thought we were having a nice chat about your inability to bed some girl.” The Kyuubi spoke in disappointment while rolling his eyes.

Naruto blushed furiously and giggled a little bit at the image before remembering who had just insulted him. “What would you know about it? You’re just some big ugly demon! Why do you even look like that, huh? Why don’t you look like that redhead with the big boobs?”

“Her? Is she still alive?” The orange haired man leaned partially out of the bars, eagerly waiting Naruto’s answer.

“I think.” He admitted, not sure since he hadn’t seen her since that morning. “Well? Why do you look like some creepy guy instead of her?”

The Kyuubi vanished back into the darkness of his cage before answering. “I’m bored of you boy. Leave me be.”

“And who says I’m done with you?!” He called out bravely into the dark. Naruto took an aggressive step forward and promptly fell off of his bed to face plant into the wall of his bedroom. Squinting his eyes against the sudden brightness, he pushed himself up to sit in a lotus position with his arms crossed.

“I fell asleep.” Naruto concluded, resolving that he should probably mention the weird dream to old man Sarutobi.

 

[ijp92]

cool. I had given up on seeing more of this fic.

 

[Darkstrider]

Nice to see this being continued! People forget how dumb Naruto acts most of the time. No impulse control, lol.

 

[Lanceavalon]

Gods yes it took plot shields that put those of the entire cast of Stargate to shame for Naruto to survive long enough to reach time skip.