More-Than-Rivals

Ryoga stared down into the eyes of his rival's shorter cursed form. "When we met in middle school you were the first person to ever beat me in a physical contest. Fighting was almost all I knew, yet I could never best you back then. My pride demanded I challenge you, yet at the same time, you were the first person I ever truly respected. Despite the fact that I was always trying to pick a fight with you, you still were willing to help me get home every day. I was always stronger than other people my age, and most of the kids at school seemed afraid of me. Yet, you never cared about that. you really were my closest friend. Heh, you know, if yo

Chapter 5: Like a Princess The second day after the attempted assassination found Ranma out of bed, although only after Nasu had extracted a promise from Ryoga not to let the redhead strain herself. Fortunately, Ranma's first destination was not far; the dining room. While the food rivaled even Kasumi's cooking, the meal was marred for Ranma by the handful of assorted pills she had to take with it, a stark reminder of her current condition. "I'm surprised that Nasu let you out of bed already. Usually even a cold and she keeps us for 'observation' for days," Ryoma said as he approached the table. As Ranma looked in his direction, she saw someo

Chapter 4: No Good Deed... As Ranma regained consciousness, she became aware of two things right away. First, that she was still a girl, second was a soft, rhythmic beeping sound. The next thing Ranma became aware of was more worrying, that she was not wearing her usual clothes, but rather some type of thin gown. Prying her eyes open, the first thing Ranma saw was a pristine white ceiling. With a groan she looked around the room, taking in the overall clinical appearance, the machines she was connected to in several places, and... a certain bandanna wearing rival currently sitting beside her bed and sleeping on her arm. Eye twitching in annoy

Cologne peered her head out from the creak of her door, quite a few amazon warriors standing at her door, she blinked and quirked a brow. She spoke to them in their tongue, questioning them with her quizzical expression. One amongst the three with long black hair and a porcelain face; somewhat geisha looking even, spoke to the elder, placing her hand on her chest and explained first hand how strong this one blonde haired girl with blue eyes was. The elder looked to the ground and narrowed her eyes, reaching her hand up and scratching her chin before coming to a conclusion, her eyes went flat, she waved them dismissively and closed the door b

Wind blew softly on Ryoga's face as he saw what exactly his training entailed, he was standing on a tree branch looking at the boulder direct opposite of him, Chingensai waving to him as he held the boulder in place with one hand, seated on a tree branch, looking as though he was an ancient and powerful squirrel leader. "Master, are you sure I'll even survive this?" Ryoga asked, hesitation in his tone as his hands trembled a little. "What? Of course! Now remember what I taught you... aim for the breaking point and focus your ki at the center, that oughtta shatter the whole thing!" Happosai replied, reassuring the boy of his safety. "Actual