by Sailor Sedai (Ellf) » Sun Jul 02, 2006 9:24 pm
Untitled Ranma/Naruto cross:
On top of Mount Horaizan, two people were locked in a fierce battle. Saotome Ranma was fighting for her life, and for her manhood. Prince Herb had already used the Kaisuifuu to unlock his curse and return to his male form. Ranma was desperately trying to do the same, but Herb wouldn’t let her get near the flowing water.
“You can’t win, Saotome. There is no chance of it.”
Ranma glared at the Musk Prince. The man claimed to come from a bloodline of a dragon and definitely had the power and ability to back it up. How could she beat someone like him? Still... She had to try. Leaping at the floating man, she thrust her fist towards his jaw. Herb simply grabbed her hand, spun around and threw her into the ground.
Damn it... I need to think of something to do.
“What’s wrong Saotome? Finally realize the truth?”
Slowly getting up to her feet, she spat out, “I will not lose, Herb!” She began to try to lead him into a spiraling motion.
“I don’t think so, Saotome. That technique doesn’t work on me. Now try this!” A yellow energy blade streamed from the man’s arms towards the pigtailed girl. She dodged, of course, but having to get out of the spiral step to do so. Instead of hitting her, it struck the mountain where the streaming steaming hot water from the Kaisuifuu was coming out. A crack wormed its way down from where that ki blade struck, causing the mountain to break apart. A glint of copper announced the falling kettle that was the Kaisuifuu.
“No!” Ranma leapt at it, only to be stopped by Herb. However a fanged boy who was watching the battle also jumped towards it, falling into the same crevice.
“Ranma,” he yelled, “I’ll get the Kaisuifuu; you just concentrate on Herb!”
Nodding, she turned her attention back on the prince. He didn’t even look winded. She herself was panting and could barely stand. Herb smirked and looked her over. “Seems you’re ready to continue.” He then flew at her with an alarming speed. Grasping her arm he threw her head first into the ground, leaving a large crater there. “I guess I win, Saotome.”
As she climbed to her feet, her eyes remained closed. “I told you before, Herb...” The pigtailed girl’s eyes started to open. “I will not lose!” Her eyes opened, revealing something far different than her usual blue orbs. These eyes were red on black, with three spoke-like colorations towards the center. Suddenly she was on her feet.
“If the Hiryuu Shoten Ha won’t work on you, then maybe this will.” She began to do a few quick formations with her hands. “Fuuton: Hiryuu Kaze no Jutsu!” (Wind Element: Rising Dragon Wind Technique) Holding her hands near her face, she blew with her mouth and what looked like a horizontal tornado came out and flew towards the dragon descendant. The wind took form into that of a dragon.
“Impossible... Ninjutsu?” Herb desperately tried to fly out of the way of it, barely avoiding a direct strike.
Suddenly the ground exploded upwards near Ranma. “Ryoga! Were you able to get it?”
The fanged boy bounded out of the hole he made with a sad expression on his face. “I’m sorry Ranma; it broke when it hit the ground.”
“Damn it!” Ranma cursed before getting punched across her jaw, causing her to fall backwards. She used her momentum to do a back flip and land on her feet. The redhead stared Herb directly in the eye. “So, you hope to beat me with taijutsu now, do you?” Suddenly, she wasn’t there anymore.
The Musk prince franticly began to move his head around, looking for something, anything that could help him locate that troublesome woman.
“Now Herb-chan, you wouldn’t be looking for me now would you?”
There! He turned quickly and launched a ki blade at the figure he saw there. She didn’t even dodge. Instead, she began to melt. “What is this?”
“It’s called a replication, Herb-chan. You took away my manhood. Now I’ll show you how much suffering you have caused me; I’ll show you why I fought so desperately. Mangekyou Sharingan: Tsukiyomi!” Her eyes changed once more as she stared into the eyes of the Musk prince. The spokes formed a three pronged spiral of black that captured his attention. He collapsed to the ground, barely remaining conscious.
“I... I... I’m... sorry...”
“Prince Herb!” Herb’s two attendants rushed to his side and began to help him up.
“Be glad I didn’t kill you, Herb. I could do that easily regardless of your bloodline. You can’t stand against my Sharingan.” Ranma collapsed to the ground after that, the other two that were watching the match rushed over to her.
Glancing down at the redhead, Ryoga sighed. He had waited so long to get his revenge on Ranma, and now he couldn’t do it. He felt her pulse... and paled.
“What is it, Ryoga?” A man with long black hair and glasses asked.
“It’s too slow. We need to get her to a doctor, and fast!” He picked her up and began to run off in an inane direction with Mousse right behind him. The scenery changed, and changed again.
“Ryoga! I don’t know how you did it, but we’re in Nerima! I’ll lead the way from here. We’re going to Tofu-sensei.” Mousse grabbed the lost boy’s hand and practically dragged him as they roof-hopped to Ono Chiropractic. The long-haired boy called out, “Tofu-sensei! Come quick!”
An older man dressed in a work robe stepped out from the back of the chiropractor’s office. His eyes were covered in glasses, and he stood about six inches taller than Ryoga. The light glinted off the man’s glasses once as he looked over at Mousse. Narrowing his eyes as he looked at the bundle in Ryoga’s hands, he said, “Bring Ranma to me, and tell me what happened.” Her ki is almost dry, and yet her chakra is higher than her ki. Odd; even for Ranma. Perhaps my old friend will indeed awaken soon.
As the two youths explained the events that happened leading up to them bringing her there, Doctor Tofu’s face became more and more concerned. When they told him what exactly Ranma did to Herb, his face twitched as he asked the pair, “Are you sure that’s the technique she used?”
Ryoga nodded vehemently. “She called it the Mangekyou Sharingan.”