Ranma continued to lie on the bed mat, staring at the ceiling, as he had been since Yoruichi-mama and Kisuke-sensei had departed from his door.
The Old Man ... he almost really did it...
He could remember each and every one of the speeches his former father had drilled into him, stating the supposed code of a martial artist. He remembered first and foremost that they were never to take a life.
I should have known, though. I mean, how many times did Genma break his own rules? How many times did he say one thing and do something the complete opposite of?
Very slowly, he flexed his left arm, feeling the slight pain in his body from where the vacuum blade had sliced into it. Slowly, he altered his face, allowing his half-Hollow mask to appear, as it covered his mouth, the same mocking smile painted on it. Very soon, he was rewarded with the feeling of the pain ebbing away, as his Hollow regeneration factor began to kick in.
At least the damn thing still has some uses...
His mind began to drift, replaying the battle in his head; which moves he might keep, what others he might be able to adapt to one form or the other.
But it all ended when he came to the final hit, the one where his body seemed to be alive with power. His mother seemed to know what it was, if her conversation with Kisuke-sensei was any indication. But just using it once had almost burnt him out. He could still feel the way the energy had played across his body, as if he was putting everything into one shot, and keeping none in case it failed.
But at least the feel of his fist connecting with his former Father... Now that had truly been worth it.
But now he was most likely stuck home for a day or so to recover, even if his Hollow side was repairing him quickly. That meant ... he was going to miss school tomorrow.
He somehow doubted that was going to make Yoruichi-mama any happier with him than she was now.
But with any luck, at least now, he was forever free of the taint of Genma Saotome.
“He said he had some information for us?”
“What could he possibly have to offer us that could save his ass?” asked a police lieutenant. “After all, while most of this stuff is minor, taken together, it shows a strong enough pattern to get him some jail time. Add that with what we saw today, and he’s looking at 5-10 minimum.”
“Well sir, he’s offering us the location of ... you-know-who.”
The lieutenant blinked. “You don’t mean that certain someone we’ve been trying to find for so long, we’ve got people retiring who started here on his trail?”
As the man nodded in acknowledgment, the lieutenant stroked his chin. “This is news,” said the lieutenant. That guy was wanted for crimes that spanned decades, if not longer, and were often at times far worse than what Saotome had done.
“So what do we do?”
The lieutenant frowned. At the moment, as far as a lot of people were concerned, Genma Saotome was worse than ‘he’ had ever been. “We’ll let the prosecutor deal with it. We’ll make the offer, but if we take it, who knows what’ll end up as the fallout.”
“Understood, sir. I’ll inform the prosecutor.”
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