A ROYAL RANMA REVELATION A fanfic by Jasch Chapter One: The Invitation "Girls! Girls? GIRLS? GIRLS!!!!!!" Mr. Tendo yelled exhaustedly throughout his house. "Where could they be?" Just then Mr. Tendo heard a yelling and a splash. "Oh I hope they aren't fighting again..." He walked outside to see his daughters, Kasumi and Nabiki, giggling and Akane huffing and puffing, obviously after throwing Ranma in the spring. "Girls. I have a letter here for all of us, and even you Ranma and father. We've been invited to see our long time friend Katsuhito Masaki. And guess what. He has a son, Tenchi!" "Oh great. Don't tell me we he visits, he'll be half of a man like Ranma." Nabiki said sarcastically. "Now, now Nabiki, you know that's not a very nice thing to say to Ranma. He..., she..., Ranma is our guest. That may be accurate, but not nice." Mr. Tendo scolding Nabiki. "And anyway, Mr. Masaki isn't going to visit us. We are going to visit him." "Does this mean we get out of school?" Nabiki said encouragingly. "Yes." Mr. Tendo said. Nabiki and Kasumi went inside to pack. "Is Kuno going to come with us?" Ranma, while still standing in the spring asked. "No." Said Mr. Tendo. "Then count me in, it will be nice to finally get away from that pervert." Ranma said smiling. "Pervert, look who's talking Ranma." Akane said pointing her nose upward. "Now, now, let's not fight again. Everyone start packing." Mr. Tendo said dragging Akane and Ranma into the dojo. Everyone was done packing within an hour. "Hey Ranma. Aren't you forgetting something." Nabiki said tossing Ranma (now back in male form) his one-piece girl's swimsuit. "Why would I take this, I don't plan on swimming at all and most certainly don't plan on being a girl." Ranma said tossing it back. "But Ranma on the postcard that was sent to us it show their house, surrounded by springs." Kasumi interjected. "I don't plan on swimming." Ranma said walking out of the room. "Still, your father throws you in our spring at least once a day, do you think that will change at all over there? Kasumi said handing it back to Ranma. "I guess your right." Ranma said throwing it into his suitcase. "Alright let's get going, we have a plane to catch." Mr. Tendo instructed everyone to the door. "And Genma, don't turn into a panda on the plane, it will just scare everyone." Genma nodding while gnawing on bamboo. Chapter Two: The Plane Ride to Okayama "I call the window seat!" Ranma yelled running through the tunnel to the plane. "God Ranma can't get any more immature can he?" Nabiki asked rhetorically. "I'm glad I'm not that pathetic excuse for a man's fiancée." "Shut up Nabiki." Akane said as steam burst out of her ears. "One of us has to sit next to Ranma, Kasumi." Nabiki pointed out. "I think it is only appropriate that his fiancé sit next to him, don't you? Kasumi nodded. Akane walked by sighing and sat down next to Ranma. "Oh great of all the people to sit by on the plane I get you." Ranma said bitterly. Akane glared back at Ranma and starting to get mad. "You know, you look cuter when you get mad." This mad her even more mad and thus, cuter, until she started punching Ranma everywhere. Ranma, now battered and bruised sat quietly next to Akane. "Wow, that's gotta be a record. Five seconds to get Ranma to stop. He must have said something real bad to get her that riled up." Nabiki said giggling. "Nabiki Tendo. Where art thou the red-haired, tree-born kettle girl?" Kuno asked commandingly. "Kuno, what are you doing here?" Kasumi asked. "Um, I really don't know." Kuno said trying to remember why he got on the plane. Kasumi and Nabiki face faulted to the floor. "Ah yes, I remember. My father is a friend of a martial artist in Okayama and I was invited to come see him. He has some big announcement to make." Kuno replied after thinking for 30 seconds. "His name wouldn't happened to be Katsuhito Masaki, would it? Kasumi asked. "Why yes, that is his name." Kuno replied. "Wow, that's who we are going to see as well." Kasumi answered. "Now, down to business. Where is the red-haired, tree-born kettle girl?" Kuno asked pulling out his sword. "Tree-born what? Oh you mean Ranma." Nabiki said smiling. "Ranma? That's her name." Kuno said thinking. "What a tragedy, the poor girl has the same name as the weasel Ranma Saotome." Once again, Kasumi and Nabiki face faulted to the floor. "He still doesn't know." Nabiki whispered the Kasumi. Kuno was starring at the Tendo daughters. "Oh, she's in first class." "Then on to first class I must go!" Kuno said marching with his sword out in front of him. "Sir, sir. I am sorry, but your luggage must be put in the cargo hold." A flight attendant said taking away his sword. "And you must remain in this class you can't interfere with the people in first class" "But my..." Kuno said with his eyes watering. "No buts, take you seat sir." The flight attendant said dragging Kuno to an empty seat. "Serves you right Ranma." Akane said looking the other way. "I said I was sorry Akane. Come on." Ranma said pleadingly. "Akane!" Nabiki said waving her to come to her. "Guess what. Kuno-baby is going to that same place we are and he is on the plane with us. Look." She said pointing towards Kuno who was still weeping from not being able to go to first class. "Ranma won't be happy." Akane said smirking while walking back to her seat. "Hey Ranma. Guess who's on the plane with us and heading to Mr. Masaki's as well." Akane said playfully. "Let me think. I know who you are talking about. A self-centered person who's name starts with an 'A' and ends with 'kane'." Ranma said laughing. "NO, BAKA! He's sitting right over there sweetie." Akane said smiling and pointing towards Kuno. "Can't be. Why that son-of-a-" Ranma ranted. The plane took off and because it was a short trip, only peanuts and water were served. "Oh, I don't feel so good." Ranma said holding his stomach. "Serves you right you baka. Next time don't eat so many peanuts Ranma." Akane said giggling. "No, I have to go really bad." Ranma said looking for the bathroom. "Then you shouldn't have drank to much water silly." Akane said laughing. "I had to the peanuts were really salty." Ranma said running to the bathroom and right past Kuno. "Ranma you baka!" Akane said laughing even harder. "AHHH." Ranma going to the sink. "Hmmp. Warm water is out. Oh well, I'll just use the cold water." Ranma turned on the cold water. Suddenly the plan jerk and Ranma's chest went flying into the sink. "Oh sh-" Ranma said getting off of the sink. He looked in the mirror and his worst fear was confirmed. In the mirror he saw a beautiful red-haired girl. "Great. And the hot water isn't working. I guess I am stuck like this till we get there." Ranma-chan said depressed. She opened the door and ran back to her seat. "Who are you-Oh my God. Ranma what are you like that for?" Akane asked. "I was washing my hands when the plane jerked and well, I went chest first into the sink, and the hot water was broke so I couldn't change back." Ranma said staring out the window. "AH HA! There you are my goddess!" Kuno said moving Akane out of the way. "KUNO! Go back to your seat you BAKA!" Ranma-chan screamed. "I'll take Kuno's seat and leave you two love birds alone." Akane said walking off. Kuno grabbed Ranma-chan's hand and started kissing it passionately. "What are you doing?" Ranma-chan yelled at Kuno. "Showing my love for yo-" Kuno said getting Ranma-chan's fist in his face. "Hmmp." Ranma-chan turned away as Kuno fell to the floor. ________________________________________________________________________ This is my first official fanfic, so if it sucks, sorry about that. Anyway, thanks for reading this fanfic. And special thanks to Greg "Sgoast" Reynolds for help with a title and nickname, and for bouncing ideas between us. All characters in this fanfic are property of their respective owners and creators (Viz and Pioneer I believe). This is my story however, so don't go stealing it or putting it on a site without my permission. Email me at jobiwan02@hotmail.com for comments, reactions, and ideas about the fanfic, or though the Sgoast Nation web site: http://www.sgoastnation.homestead.com/home.html Thanks, Jasch. Copyright 2002 Jake "Jasch" Aschebrook