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Poor Hiro, he dreamt big, but was hindered by the apathy of his students.

Nice to see that Ranma can actually talk to someone.

btw, last word should be listening
 
It could have bee worse. At least it wasn't Les Miserables, though I would enjoy Ranma and Hikaru as Jean Valjean and Inspector Javert.

The cracks finally appear. Hopefully, more pressure happens and Hikaru's illusion is killed.

Surprising is that Ranma is leaving himself vulnerable. Hikaru, Ranma needs a Bro. Go out, have drinks, and complain about how Tatewaki Kuno is a shit.
 
Ru is getting over his Akane fixation and empathizing with Ranma's terrible situation. Both these things make me happy.

And I like your portrayal of Ranma here. He's not perfect but he tries to be a good guy. I'm not sure how close to canon it is, but it's a writers prerogative to blow off canon, so it works.
 
This was great, but I do have a question, doesn't Ranma actually get decent to good grades?

I seem to remember a volume of the manga where he thought he did poorly but everyone else was stunned by his grade being so high?

It's been years so maybe I misremembered though.
::Edit:: Ah ok I did misremember a bit, it was chapter 289. Principal Kuno threatened to show his test scores to everyone and Ranma didn't care until Principal Kuno claimed the grade was bad. When it was finally shown on TV Ranma seemed to feel it was fine, though Genma hit him on the head afterwards.
 
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And you went and made me feel bad about Ranma, tsk. That declaration about Ru's being his only friend ... hope Ru's starting to see people in more deep than his usual 2-D view. It will do him a great deal of good to be more insightful. And compasionate.

You know ? i think that i gave more <hugs> than <likes> on this fic.

Now i'm wondering how it will be Ukyo and Ranma future reunion.
 
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This was great, but I do have a question, doesn't Ranma actually get decent to good grades?

I seem to remember a volume of the manga where he thought he did poorly but everyone else was stunned by his grade being so high?

It's been years so maybe I misremembered though.
::Edit:: Ah ok I did misremember a bit, it was chapter 289. Principal Kuno threatened to show his test scores to everyone and Ranma didn't care until Principal Kuno claimed the grade was bad. When it was finally shown on TV Ranma seemed to feel it was fine, though Genma hit him on the head afterwards.
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Hinako Ninomiya
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    • Hinako Ninomiya

    I walked into Furinkan High in disguise, this place, this tainted hall of learning needed to be purified, and the school board was thinking about bringing me in to do it. That's what I did, I went to a school and cleaned it up. I looked up the information about the staff, the school's repair bill was low by Nerima standards. That had earned it a blind eye to some of it's darker secrets. One of these was that a Sexual Deviant was allowed to teach here.

    I shuddered at the thought. Hiro Takashi had unnatural relationships, that such filth was allowed to teach Japanese history disgusted me. He was putting on this play in some misguided attempt to save his career, it was hopeless of course. The only reason his depravity had been overlooked was because it was Nerima, but I was a bonfire of purification and would protect the student body from his corrupting presence.

    I stopped before a blond man with greying hair at the side.

    "Hello Yankee."

    His eyes squinted at me behind his glasses.

    "Hinako."

    He said the word like a curse under his breath, like it was something foul that he had stepped on.

    "Mistar, its been awhile, congratulations on having the best english program in the country, shame you have to cheat to do it."

    He shrugged.

    "I'm a mage Hinako, I'm not going to apologize for what I am, just like you don't apologize for what you are. People like us should be tolerant of other people's differences."

    "I will protect our future from those creatures."

    He glared at me.

    "Those so called creatures are human fucking beings."

    I glared right back.

    "You know about their little condition don't you? Do you honestly think it's safe to have them around teaching children? Being around them?"

    He froze, his face a mask of hate.

    "Virus's do not care if you're a good person, a virtuous one, a genius, a fool or evil, they kill indiscriminatly."

    He turned his back on me and walked away. I walked through the school, the teachers were a mixture of apathetic and pathetic. I took a seat in the backroom to watch the play, I felt secure knowing that this disaster would allow me to remove a danger to the student body. The play was a disaster, a predictable one.

    They flubbed their lines, forgot them and I smirked, the special effects, props and background music were decent. That was a problem, if the techical artistry wowed the Mayor then it would make it impossible for me to rescue the school from that man. I sighed, it appeared that only one person had bothered to learn his lines, I would make sure to keep track of this Ranma, there might be some pontential there.

    The Tendo girl would need some serious straightning up, she had a center role, there was no excuse for.... wow. I blinked, the voice, the presence that was Macguffin's pet project. There may have been plenty of bad blood between us over our views on education. It was a cultural divide between East and West, but I respected him as a teacher, if not the man himself.

    The boy's acting was amazing, his presence overwhelming, I could feel the pain and desire for more in his angelic voice. The crowd thus far dismissive of the play were drawn in, against my preconceptions so was I. The play took on a deeper meaning, a brillant man of internal beauty fighting against a world of fools while trying to find some happiness in his life. A tale of tragic genius, the horrid acting of the other players served to make him stand out that much more.

    When the play ended I had tears in my eyes, I clapped and sat in the darkness thinking things over. Eventally I went looking for the director of this play, I found him with a bottle of wine, morose and depressed.

    "Come to twist the knife? Your already trying to destroy my life so you might as well gloat right?"

    My mouth was dry.

    "If you touch a student."

    "I'm in a committed relationship thank you very much."

    "An unnatural one."

    He rolled his eyes.

    "Oh like I haven't heard that before, from my father, my mother and everyone else."

    "Then stop doing this Hiro, make better choices."

    "I didn't choose to be like this, no one chooses to be like this."

    I remained silent.

    "Get sober, I never want to see you drunk on campus again... perhaps I misjudged you but if you touch a boy, I will kill you."

    He nodded.

    "Fine whatever, just stop trying to get us all fired, life's hard enough as is."

    He poured the contents on the ground and left, and I wondered if maybe I was wrong. I looked at my copy of the play. Who was Hikaru Gosunkugi, some part of me needed to know more.
     
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    • How interludes will work

    Once a section is finished there will be three interludes, one will be a public vote, one will be betas choice and one will be picked by the person who had the most comments since the last interlude.

    Now we will have a vote

    Interludes every ten bits or every 20?

    10 or 20 vote now.
     
    [x] 10

    Well Hinako, Hikaru Gosunkugi is one of those deviants you so wrongly detest.
     
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    I don't think so seems like she's one of those horrid people who believes being gay is a crime.
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    This is being set during the 1980s, not just the 1980s but 1980s japan. Aids is currently a thing and is currently thought of as just being a problem for those people. Don't expect people to be all that enlightened on social issues.

    Also 10 wins and the next two sections have been sent in.
     
    Japan is... very conservative on certain issues, not just homosexuality. Anyone who stands out in a manner that is socially unacceptable or doesn't make an effort to blend in gets ruthlessly hammered down hard, via ostracization and shaming. Its one of the reasons why suicide rates are high in that country, and Hikaru is unfortunately someone who could have easily been victimized by Japanese social mores to the point of suicide.

    While I may like the country, its passive-aggressive holier than thou attitude and xenophobia can get very tiresome.
     
    Nabiki Tendo
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    • Nabiki Tendo

    I was in solitary, the guards didn't trust me enough to let me talk to the other prisoners and as much as I hated it, it was a smart move. I could think of over a dozen ways to escape just off the top of my head, a few more to start a riot. All I needed was to find a few levers, once you know the feel of the place you can find just the right buttons, and once you had that you owned the place.

    You see I'm the daughter of a martial artist, the leader of the anything goes school. Dad was powerful, mighty strong, but he didn't have a whole lot of cash. Then one day mom gets sick and she starts wasting away, and all that power, all that might means nothing. We didn't have enough money to fix her so she died. Kasumi remembered her and tried to become her, Akane doesn't really remember her and maybe she's the lucky one. Me, I'm smart, really smart and I remembered her wasting away because we didn't have enough money.

    And then she died, and I had a good long think about that and realized something. Punching a hole into the wall isn't power, not really. Yeah, it's scary and impressive but so are stage magicians and when's the last time you took orders from a stage magician? I thought about going into politics but that was a phase and I got smart. Yeah, those politcians look all powerful and mighty, but they're puppets and if you're smart enough to know where to look, you see their strings.

    The people pulling them? The rich, money talks and bullshit walks, an american saying I'm fond of, and it's true. We had plenty of japanese spirit, thousands of years of ki mastery and we still lost cause the yanks had the cash and we didn't. It's repeated throughout history, those proud samurai ended up bought and paid for by the lowly merchants.

    Money is power, money is safety, money is life and that's my goal in life. The problem is I don't have it, but plenty of other people do, but I'm the smartest bitch in the room. So I found people's buttons and I pressed them. I found out their secrets, I used their weakness's against them and hell I don't feel a bit bad for it. Survivial of the fittest and I'm just a little more fit then they are. I kept this up for years, and by year two of high school, I had a pretty steady income stream. It's not much, not by the big boys standards but I made more then the average salary man.

    Then I found this guy with healing powers, wizard student of the yank who teaches english. There are people who could use this kind of thing. There was an angle there to play and I fully intended to play it. So I found a guy who needed a service and planned to play the odds, make some cash and if it went wrong leave him holding the bag. Standard stuff, the yank interfered and made me promise to leave him alone.

    Heh, I swore upon my honor, not that I value that shit. I picked up a plan to get to him through his parents and then... then shit went wrong. Everything went wrong, my information, my photos, my plan,s fuck the police found everything, and then the shits I had dirt on turned on me, blabbed to the police and I got count after count of blackmail. Dad said he could get me out, but I had to plea bargain.

    I have a record now, official and everything, that's not supposed to happen, not to me. I am Nabiki Tendo and nobody, nobody fucks with me and gets away with it. The door opened and some woman walked in, older and withno wedding ring, late 20s, a christmas cake past her prime. Secretly wanted children but put up an image of professionalism.

    "So..."

    And there's a sword at my throat.

    "Gosunkugi and his Sensei are off limits."

    I could work with this.

    "My rights-"

    "Means nothing here, you live because we allow it, you are going to be given one warning, one Miss Tendo and this comes from the highest levels. Those two are off limits."

    Better put this out.

    "My father is-"

    "Shut your whore mouth now."

    The blade touched my throat.

    "There are assets and there are liabilities, your father was an asset so we overlooked quite a few things he's done, quite a few things you have done. The boy and his Sensei they are Assets, they're under our protection. If you decide to mess around with them you will become a liability."

    She narrowed her eyes.

    "Don't become a liability Tendo, there are plenty of holes, and places in the ocean filled with former liabilities."

    The blade was removed.

    "You will be allowed to return to school in one week, we are watching you."

    With that she walked out of my cell, my heart beat and I calmed myself down, that was the government. Got to give those two this, it's a smart move, but here's the thing if the governments going to try to keep me from getting some pay back, then the government will fall.

    Because no one Fucks with Nabiki Tendo.
     
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    "Mikado, one half of the golden pair.... he stole my first kiss, no wait a minute, that was Shampoo. Ok, so not that bad, but still really bad. I was so angry, so mad and worst of all a sick twisted part of me... liked it. Stupid sexy Mikado was... was I one of them? Dad hated those guys, told jokes about them, mocked them. Was I... um playing for a different team? Or was it the curse, I was in the cursed form maybe that was it. I sighed in relief and then the memories returned.

    Go away gay thoughts, leave me be! I got up and out and hit a tree. Maybe that would help. Was I gay? I thought about the girls in my life Akane.... ugh uncute. She gets mad when I say it, but I'm not talking about her body. Her body's fine it's just you're supposed to be all polite and stuff to your fiancee but she's so horrible and nasty to me and acts like she's so much better then me. That's not cute, that's the opposite of cute.

    I punched the tree again, and breathed in, I sat on a rock. She blamed me for it, the engagement. I didn't even know she existed until dad brought me to this stupid house, and suddenly it's all "hey son, you're going to get married now, here's your future wife".... It's just like him too, my entire life he's been getting us into mess after goddamned mess. He's always got a scam going, or is trying to steal something or take something or he's putting me through hell.

    I thought about my classwork and felt bad, because I don't know how to do any of that stuff, because the only thing that matttered to my old man was the Way. Which means I'm behind in math, in science, in everything. The only classes I'm passing is PE, because that crap is easy and english because MacGuffin Sensei literally slows down time itself and works with us individually until we get it.

    It's a pain in the ass and it seems to take forever, and there is a ton of classwork, but you don't get any homework, yeah he rides your ass hard but I'm used to dealing with the old man, and anyways there's a point. It's not just classes for classes you know? He's actually preparing us for a government test. You do four years with him and you can become an official translator.

    A lot of people need people who can talk english and stuff and talk to the brits, the yanks, the ozzies and whoever else speaks english. It's a job and I want one of those, I need one of those. The old man doesn't understand, but I'm sick and tired of living on the run. Of camping under the stars. I just want a life, you know, something of my own because everyone's trying to tell me what to do and what to be and I'm sick of it.

    I've been sick of it for a very long time. I thought about Ru. Ru didn't have to deal with this stuff, I followed him round a couple times. His parents are all supportive and shit, his Sensei doesn't try to control him. He just wants to help him get stronger, better to be the best Ru that Ru can be. Fuck, the old man never said that, according to the old man nothing I do is ever good enough.

    I jumped over the fence, Ru had a job at the hospital waiting for him once he got out. Good money too or if he didn't want it he could go to college and stuff. Every door was open to him, the teachers loved him he was the school genius and people love that stuff. Me? Once I'm out of high school, what the hell am I going to do? Seriously what am I going to do?

    All I know is how to break things and hurt people, my only chance and hope was making it through all four years of Mac's classes and passing that test, but to even get there I had to pass all my other classes and I didn't know how to do that. Oh sure, I can scrape by because of the play but I might not get that chance next year. Then I'm back at square one again.

    If I dropped out or was kicked out the old man would gloat, Akane and her sisters would have their little comments, and if I'm that way on top of it all? Its like everyone is out to get me, me against the world and I can't keep living like that. Wait a minute, the Amazon Shampo... I think she's hot so... ok, ok I,m not that way, good, good.

    I wandered the mostly empty streets of Nerima and jumped onto the fence of Ru's house. I watched him eat with his family, his parents were talking to him and stuff probably bout the play and.... they hugged him. I felt jealous and I felt bad about that. I went back home and went to bed.

    The next day I went to the amuzement park. I didn't bring Akane with me, or the old man, I just needed some space you know? So I walk around and I'm doing ok, and then everything went to hell like it always does.

    Ukyo was there and it turns out he's a she and fuck, dad screwed that up. So I have a third fiancee I didn't know about. Damned old man, that's a fight. Then P-chan shows up blaming me for everything that goes wrong with his life, the damned Amazon and then Akane and all I wanted was one day.

    One day where I could relax, to finally get away from everything and watch Ru and his Sensei drive gocart together and I'm like "why cant that be me?" So I went over to the wishing well and wished we could change places. Didn't think that much of it and now that's why I'm here, can you untie me and how long till this truth juice wears off?"

    I stared at the figure in the darkness didn't know who he...

    "Oh, should have figured."

    The voice changed back to normal.

    "This is going to get fixed, Ranma."

    "Yeah I figured that."

    "Ru's under my protection, never ever pull something like this again."

    There was silence.

    "We're going to have a long conversation with Ru and get this body switch mess cleaned up."

    I nodded it was fair enough.
     
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    • Nabiki, what are you doing? Nabiki, stahp...

    And wow... body switching? It's been years since I watched. Did that ever happen in canon? And hopefully, walking in Ranma's shoes gave Hikaru some necessary perspective.

    But yeah, Ranma's life is shit. But that can change. All he has to do is get good enough to beat the shit out of everybody that tells him what to do, and be friends with Mistar and Hikaru.
     
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