So, as he did a handstand and flipped over his new training buddy all in one rolling motion, that was perfectly understandable....
"Hey, you! I've got to ask you something!"
Well, he would have liked it better if someone hadn't just vocally barged into what was a companionable sparring match.
Irritated, he turned to look at what had just jolted him and his sparring partner out of their focus... and nearly let himself smile at the sight of what looked like his fiancee coming towards him. But after the momentary confusion of first sight, he realized that something was off with this vision. It took a moment for him to recognize what it was that bothered him, but he soon recognized that this girl had brown eyes, instead of Ami's blue ones. The hairstyle was different, and he sure as hell didn't think that he'd see that sort of angry look on the cram student's face.
Not that this girl wasn't a looker, as he wasn't quite that out of touch. She did have a nice appearance to her, but hers was the sort of figure that looked better in a racing suit, rather than a bikini. With the tone that she had, and the way that she moved, it was clear that she was a serious athlete of some sort, though finesse didn't seem to be her strong suit. Still, she was pretty, in a 'tomboyish' way, and he supposed that someone would find her more than appealing. Fortunately though, he had his slaves and Ami to keep him... occupied, so, even though his awakened hormones were telling him to consider her charms, he pushed them aside for the moment... and his sanity.
That was especially true as she had marched over to glare directly into his face. "Is something wrong with you, or are you just going to keep on staring at me?"
"Huh? No!" Ranma grunted, turning his head so that he could look off to the side. "Ya... just remind me of someone that I know."
"Yeah, right."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Don't play games with me. That sort of line's so old that it's ancient! If you want to come on to me, you'd have to come up with something better," she scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.
"What?! Like I'd come on to you!"
"You just did!"
"No, I didn't! You just remind me of my fiancee. She's about your size, but the hair and eyes are wrong!" the pigtailed boy barked back at her.
"'Wrong'?! Are you saying that I've got bad... whatever?"
"Well, I didn't mean that. It's just, you two only look a little similar. Still, I'm glad that the engagement's to her, and not you."
The girl put her hands on her hips and pushed out her chest. "And what's wrong with me?"
"Other than you're some sort of... bear girl?"
"Grrr...."
"You're the one that came and butted in during our sparring exercise," Ranma growled, leaning his face in centimeters from hers.
"But...."
"Someone could've gotten hurt. If you'd interrupted us at a bad moment, someone could have gotten hurt."
"A mistake in throwing a kunai or a kick could put an eye out," Akira piped in, finally having something to say after watching the exchange.
"Exactly!"
"Fine," the girl allowed, pursing her lips as an embarrassed annoyance settled onto her shoulders. "I get your point. But it's not like I was trying to cause a problem."
"Then why come here?"
"Because I was looking for the ones who have this campsite. I asked around, and they're supposed to be staying here!"
Akira cocked his head before looking over the girl. "And who would you be looking for?"
"Someone named 'Saotome'."
"'Saotome'. Looks like she is after you."
"Seems that way," the boy in question muttered.
"Huh huh. And why are you looking for this guy here?"
"He is a Saotome?" she asked.
"One of them, anyway. But you still haven't answered my question. Or told us who you are, anyway."
"Ah, right! I'm Akane Tendo, and as for the reason as to why I came," she blurted out, and pulled out a piece of paper from the pocket of her shorts. Unfolding it, she presented it towards the two boys. "See this?"
"'Anything Goes School of Indiscriminate Grappling'. 'Anything Goes School Martial Arts'. Kind of similar...." "Exactly, and when I was looking over the list of competitors, I decided that I'd find out what these guys might be trying to pull."
"And are you trying to do something underhanded, Saotome?"
"Like hell. I don't need to cheat to win fights. 'Sides, that's what my style is called."
"But it's just like what my family's style is...." Akane began.
Ranma just waved off her comment. "So what. I've seen plenty of styles with similar names. It isn't like there aren't lots of that sort of thing around. Think about how many schools are of 'karate', or of 'kendo', and you'd be counting for days."
"They're both 'Anything Goes'!"
"And? I've seen 'Anything Goes' on a lot of things. Heck, I've even heard of an 'Anything Goes' tea ceremony!"
"I suppose that could happen...."
"Pretty much."
Narrowing her gaze at the pigtailed boy, Akane didn't look convinced. "In any case, that doesn't change the fact that you haven't come up with a reason why our schools have similar names."
With a small groan, Ranma realized that he couldn't quite argue with her on that point, but wasn't sure about what he could tell her, while:
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