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Jeffrey "OneShot:" Wong




  As he read it, his visage started changing and became sad. 
  The letter was short and to the point. However, that didn't stop him
from 
rereading it several times.
  When he was done reading it, he wiped the tears that started flowing
from his 
eyes. Because he shared Ranma's memories, he knew exactly who wrote that.
It was 
Ranma. He had written that letter around four years ago, when this world
was 
being attacked by Angels. 
  He closed the letter, intent on carrying out Ranma's final request.
  "Don't worry Ranma, I'll make sure you're never forgotten,"



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  Shinji and Oki sat facing one another on a train headed north toward
Hokkaido. In his hands was the address to the dojo where the tournament
would be taking place. They were taking the train because Shinji didn't
want to risk using the nanban mirror and suddenly finding himself high in
the air needing to land correctly.
  A month had passed since Shinji's debut match and the tournament
between schools would be taking place tomorrow. Sitting in separate seats
near them were several other students from the dojo, also heading to
Hokkaido to participate in the tournament. It was just that Shinji and
Oki sat together.
  "Congrats on winning your second pro fight yesterday," Oki said, "I'm
sorry I couldn't be there to cheer you,"
  "I know, you had to stay and help out your parents with the
restaurant," Shinji said, "It's understandable. Congrats to you for
winning your second pro fight last week. You did really well,"
  "Not quite as well as you," Oki commented.
  Shinji smirked, "Hey, won with a first round knockout much like for my
matches,"
  Oki nodded, "Yeah, but unlike you, the guy was counted out. With your
matches, your opponent was knocked out completely that the referee didn't
even bother to count,"
  Shinji gave a shy but embarrassed smile, "I guess you have a point,"
  "Man, fighting in the pro league is so much more intense and harder
than sparring in the gym," Oki said, "Having all those people watching
you and knowing that they're watching you is very nerve-racking,"
  Shinji nodded, "I know whatcha mean,"
  "Do you know who your next opponent will be?" Oki asked.
  "Yeah, it's Ichiro Miyata," Shinji answered, "Remember him? He was
supposed to fight against for my original debut match. However, when we
sparred, he broke his hand punching me,"
  "Of course I know about Miyata," Oki said, "That guy's the seed
favorite to win the Rookie Championship. Sure, you'll be entering that
tournament as well and will most likely win it, but you're still
basically an unknown. You and I need several wins under our belt to be
really noticed,"
  "True," Shinji said.
  "Man, I'm excited about tomorrow's tournament," Oki said, "I hope I do
well in it. What do you think?"
  "You'll do fine. You've been training really hard these past two
months,"  Shinji chuckled, "However, you need to keep in mind that it's a
martial arts tournament so kicking is allowed. Hopefully, you don't
accidentally start boxing in during your matches tomorrow. That would
make things really difficult,"
  "Ha ha," Oki said, "I know that,"

  Shinji and Oki and the group of students approached the 'Hyusa School
of Martial Arts' located in Hokkaido early in the morning the next day,
about an hour past the expected time they were supposed to have been
there.
  Shinji recognized the dojo. He remembered having been there a few
months before with Ranma. However, this time around, he was not coming
back with Ranma like expected.
  "So, this is the school, huh?" Oki said, impressed with how nice the
dojo looked. It looked just as nice if not nicer than the dojo where he
and the other students trained.
  Shinji nodded, "Yeah,"
  He turned to face the group of students behind him
  "All right students, I hope you guys all do well," he gave them words
of encouragement. 
  He couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed as all the students loudly
and proudly said. 
  "We'll do our best, sensei," they shouted in unison.
  Together, they all entered the dojo.
  Once inside, they all found themselves feeling a bit out of place, like
they were stepping in to enemy territory, when the class of around fifty
students stopped what they were doing to look over at the incoming group.
  The stood there in awkward silence for a minute, the class resuming its
training, before Shinji was approached by a familiar looking face. It was
Katsuhito and Otomo, the two students from this school that had come to
his school and challenged the school during the time when Ranma had been
away.
  "G'morning," Katsuhito and Otomo said, bowing politely.
  "Morning," Shinji said, bowing in return. The group of student behind
him bowed respectfully as well, mirroring Shinji's movements.
  "I'm glad you all made it," Katsuhito said, "We figured you might have
had trouble finding the dojo,"
  "We took a wrong turn," Shinji said truthfully, "We were walking for
around a half hour before we realized it and had to backtrack,"
  "We're glad you made it," Otomo said.
  "Thanks," Shinji said.
  "Please, wait right here while I get the Master," Otomo said, "He's in
the back room talking with an old friend of his that he hadn't seen in a
while. It'll tell him that you guys have finally arrived,"
  "Thanks," Shinji said again.
  They watched as Otomo ran off and disappeared through a door located by
the back of the class. After a short while, Otomo and two people emerged
from the back room. Shinji immediately recognized one of the guys as
Tsuki Hyusa, a man that was older than he looked, the master of the
school. He remembered sparring against that man and had been defeated
quite badly. It made Shinji realize that he had a long ways to go before
he would become a formidable enough opponent for that man.
  Shinji couldn't help but wonder if he himself had gotten strong enough
to contend with the master of this school. It was most likely but it
couldn't hurt to think otherwise.
  The other man Shinji didn't recognize. When he first saw him, he
couldn't help but feel nervous as he looked at the giant of a man
standing near the Master of the school.
  He noticed that the giant man and Tsuki were talking to one another and
smiling. It led him to believe that they were most likely friends,
perhaps childhood friends. The giant man looked to be around the same age
as Tsuki.
  The giant man stood around a foot and a half taller than Shinji and
looked to weigh somewhere in the vicinity of five hundred pounds of solid
mass. The man was very large, but not in a muscular way but neither an
overweight way. It looked like the man possessed the body more of a
powerlifter instead of a weightlifter, giving of a strange aura of
immense strength.
  His forearms looked to be as think as Shinji's legs and had tattoos on
each other them, one forearm had a tattoo of a rooster while the other
had a tattoo of a pig. 
  This got Shinji thinking about something. Could it be possible that
that man was some kind of sailor or seaman? Since Shinji had this general
fascination with ships, he was aware certain tattoos usually meant some
significance for seamen. From what he remembered and read, a rooster and
pig was a superstition that, since those kind of animals couldn't swim,
there being exceptions of course, it meant they would get the seamen to
shore quickly if they ever fell overboard.
  Shinji chuckled. Why was he thinking that? Perhaps he was seeing in to
thing more than he believed.
  When Shinji noticed the letters 'HOLD' on the knuckles of one hand and
'FAST' on the other hand, he realized his assumption was correct. This
was because the 'HOLD' and 'FAST' was usually tattooed on seamen because
it generally represented working with the riggings of a ship.
  "Hey, I think that big guy's some kinda seamen," Shinji commented
softly to Oki.
  "How do you know?" Oki asked, scratching his head.
  "I dunno," Shinji said, "But I've got a hunch. It's those tattoos I
see. They have some significance to a seamen. It's too coincidental that
he would have those kinda particular tattoos and not be a seamen,"
  "Whatever the case, I really hope that guy doesn't enter the
tournament," Oki commented, "As confident as I am in my abilities as a
martial artist, that guy's just plain scary-looking,"
  Shinji nodded, "I know. Even if he doesn't know martial arts, he's
probably one heck of an opponent to hafta fight against,"
  "I know," Oki agreed.
  "Sensei, is that guy in the tournament?" one nervous student asked,
gesturing toward the giant man.
  Shinji shrugged, "I dunno. Hopefully not. However, even if he is, you
and shouldn't be all that worried. You're all very skilled,"
  "T-thanks, sensei," the student said.
  Shinji noticed the Master look toward him as they made eye contact. The
man didn't need to call for Shinji to know that he was being summoned.
  Shinji walked forward across the dojo mat and to where the Master and
his friend was.
  "It's nice to see you again, Shinji," Tsuki said in a warm voice, "I
trust you're doing well?"  
  Shinji nodded, "I'm fine,"
  "Where's Ranma? I don't see him around," Tsuki asked, "Is he unable to
be here today for the tournament?"
  Shinji was silent for a long moment before answering, "Ranma's gone.
Um, he passed away,"
  "W-what?!" Tsuki was very surprised, "How did he die?"
  Ranma was in amazing health. It seemed like nothing shy of a nuke
would've killed him.
  "Um, Ranma's a lot older than he looked," Shinji said, "He may've
looked young, but he was actually really old. He died two months ago of
natural causes,"
  "Oh, I'm very sorry to hear that," Tsuki said, "My condolences,"
  "Thanks," Shinji gave a shy smile.
  "If you're still mourning his death, then perhaps you want more time,"
Tsuki said, "We could always cancel the tournament and reschedule,"
  Shinji waved a dismissive hand, "Don't worry. Life goes on. We've
learned to deal with it. Besides, this is a good distraction for me and
everyone else,"
  "Well, that's good to hear," Tsuki said, "This tournament should be
quite a spectacular distraction at that. Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce
you to my friend. This here is Keirojin, a real good childhood friend of
mine," 
  Shinji bowed politely, "Morning. I'm Shinji...Shinji Saotome,"
  He hid his obvious amazement at how large that man was. Being up close
to the man made him realize that the man was a lot larger than he
expected. He was close to two feet taller than him and probably around
six hundred pounds of solid mass.
  "Nice you meetcha, kid," Keirojin said, extending a massive hand.
  Shinji, realizing the gesture, reached a hand forward and shook the
giant's hand. 
  "I saw your debut match on television a couple of months ago," Keirojin
commented, "Ya did well,"
  Shinji's eyes widened, "Y-you saw that?"
  Keirojin laughed, "How could I not? That thing had so much coverage
that there was no way I could not,"
  Shinji gave a shy smile, "That's because Priss was in the audience.
Because she was paying attention to my match, everyone was basically
paying attention to what she was paying attention to,"
  "Ah," Keirojin said.
  There was a moment of awkward silence as Shinji contemplated asking the
giant if he was going to be participating in the tournament. Most of the
students were a bit freaked out about the sight of him.
  "If you're gonna ask me if I'm gonna be in the tournament, the answer's
'no'," Keirojin smiled, patting Tsuki on the back, "I dropped by to visit
Tsu here yesterday and he told me that there was gonna be a tournament
today so I came back today to watch. Besides, even if I wanted to, I
can't,"
  "You can't? Why not?" Shinji asked curiously.
  Keirojin tapped at his right leg, "I've got a bum leg. My knee keeps
blowing out on me,"
  Tsuki turned toward his friend, "How many time to I have to tell you?
Have surgery on it,"
  "Nope," Keirojin replied, "A friend of mine went to get his tonsils
removed and never came out alive. I don't trust going under the knife. If
there's an alternate way, then I'll find it,"
  "You've been saying that for around forty years," Tsuki said.
  "And I'll wait another forty if I'll hafta," the man said.
  "You're gonna be an old man by then," Tsuki said, "You and I aren't all
that young anymore,"
  "Hey, I plan on living forever. So far so good," Keirojin said
confidently.
  Shinji laughed. He liked Keirojin. There was a quality to him that
reminded him a bit about his friend, Ranma. He seemed a bit carefree, as
if nothing could faze him.
  "So, you do martial arts?" Shinji asked.
  Keirojin nodded, "Yeah. Tsu here and I used to train together when we
were young. We trekked all over the world together training. But that was
a long time ago. Since we both have families to worry about and such, we
don't see each other that much,"
  "Wow," Shinji said.
  "Sorry, but I need to interrupt," Tsuki said, clearing his throat,
"Shinji, if you don't mind, we'd like to do a round-robin tournament.
That way, each of your students will get a chance to fight against each
of my students. The one with the most wins from each side will go on to
face one another. I'm hoping we can do this because it can help determine
the best overall fighter,"
  "A round-robin tournament, huh? That sounds like a good idea,"
  
  The tournament took place in a giant auditorium that Tsuki rented out
for the day. This was because all the student's family wanted to be there
to cheer for their family member in the tournament.
  This was a bit of a disadvantage for Shinji's students since they were
all here alone with no family members there to cheer for them.
  "Don't worry, guys," Shinji said to his nervous students, "We're may be
the underdogs, but that shouldn't scare us,"
  Shinji couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia when he entered the
auditorium. It reminded him much of his pro boxing matches, seats
surrounding a ring located in the center of the giant room. The only
difference was that there was no boxing ring. Instead, there was a raised
dais around four times the size of a boxing ring but with no ropes
surrounding it.
  When the tournament commence, the inside of the auditorium broke out in
cheers for both combatants. There was such a great respect among schools
that both school cheered both fighters and praised them.
  "Where ya from?" Keirojin asked from out of the blue.
  Shinji and Tsuki and Keirojin sat near one another, in a table close to
the ring. They were to act as judge if there was ever the case.
  "MegaTokyo," Shinji said, "How about you?"
  "I don't live anywhere," the man said, "My home's the sea. I spend most
of my life away at sea,"
  Shinji said, "Ah, I kinda figured,"
  "Oh?" the man perked an eyebrow.
  Shinji pointed toward the tattoos on the man's forearms and knuckles,
"I assumed so because of those tattoos. It would seem rather odd to see
someone with tattoos usually found on seamen if the person wasn't one,"
  The man laughed, "Wow, you're really perceptive. That's very good
detective skills,"
  "Thanks," Shinji said, "I learned to be very observant from the late
Ranma,"
  The man scratched his head, "MegaTokyo, huh? How old are you? Eighteen?
Nineteen?"
  "Nineteen," Shinji said. Even though that wasn't his true age, what
with the fact that he arrived in this world at a different time than when
he left his world, he was nineteen on paper.
  "You go to college?" 
  Shinji shook his head, "Not anymore. I used to go to Tokyo University.
I studied Engineering Science for a year and a half before I dropped
out,"
  "Why'dya drop out?" the man asked, "It's good to have an education,"
  "I decided I would rather concentrate on boxing and martial arts,"
Shinji said.
  "Say, do you happen to know a girl named Sumi Mino?" Keirojin asked,
"She attends Tokyo University and studies Engineering as well,"
  Shinji's eyes widened, "Y-yes! I do know her! How do you know her? Are
you somehow related to her?"
  "I know her father and mother," the man said, "I'm a captain of a ship.
They used to work on my ship,"
  "Wow, that's amazing," Shinji said in amazement, "What a small world.
Who would've thought that I'd meet the boss of the parents of Sumi here
in Hokkaido?"
  "Ex-boss," the man smiled, "They used to work for me. When they got
married, they left my ship to start a family. They live in Kyoto now. I
visit them from time to time. We don't see each other all that often, but
we do keep in touch,"
  "Man, this just amazing," Shinji said, "It's such a small world,"
  Shinji couldn't help but feel at ease with Keirojin. As big as the man
was. He was actually a very nice person and very easy to get along with.
  He regarded Keirojin for a moment. For some odd reason, he had seen
that man before. He couldn't quite tell where, but the guy was familiar
in some what. As to where he had seen him, Shinji had no real idea.
  "So, how d'ya like boxing?" Keirojin asked, changing the subject, "For
a person who really likes martial arts, that's quite a change from what
you're used to, what with the fact that you can't kick,"
  "I like boxing a lot," Shinji answered, "I originally started it
because I had a fascination with boxing. Later on, it was to lure this
guy named Boon out to get him to challenge if I become the Champion,"
  "Oh?" Keirojin asked, interested.
  Shinji scratched his head, "I dunno the details. There's supposed to be
this really wickedly powerful guy named Boon that only fights
Champion-type fighters. Ranma wanted to challenge him. Since I liked
boxing, he figured that if I become Champion, Boon would show up and
challenge me where Ranma could then challenge him. Of course, Ranma's no
longer around...."
  "Boon?" Tsuki turned his attention away from the fight and on to the
two of them, "That's Keirojin's nickname. Are you sure you're not
referring to him?"
  "What?!" Shinji's eyes widened, "Y-y-you're Boon?"
  The man named Boon smiled, "Yep. That's me,"
  Shinji was deathly silent, trying to comprehend what he just heard.
  "I'm only referred to as Boon on my ship," Boon said, "Since Tsuki and
I know each other from before I became a captain, he only refers to me by
my real name and I don't mind. We go a long way back,"
  "Oh my god! You're him!" Shinji said, "Damn, it makes sense! Ippo
described him as this huge guy. You fit his description but it didn't
register with me until now. It was just too much of a coincidence for
something like that to be true. But, obviously, it seems like it is,"
  "Can we fight?" Shinji asked, filled with excitement. Although he
should be terrified of the thought of fighting someone of Boon's stature,
he was more excited than anything else. If Boon was as good as he was
rumored to be, then perhaps it would be like fighting Ranma.
  Boon gave Shinji an odd look. After a moment, he started laughing.
  "You wanna fight me?" Boon said, pointing to himself.
  Shinji nodded, "Yeah. Really I do,"
  Boon smiled, "Sorry, kid, but that's a no can do,"
  "Why not?" 
  Boon tapped at his leg, "Sorry to disappoint ya, kid, but my leg's real
bad. I stopped fighting a long time ago. It's time I moved on. If you
were around around ten years ago, I would've been glad to fight you. But
this is no longer the case. I've got a bad knee and there's nothing I can
do about it. It's something I got from when I was young, around your age,
and it's been with me all my life since,"
  "W-why not get surgery?" Shinji asked.
  "I don't believe in surgery," Boon said, "Sorry, but that's something
I'm not gonna do,"
  Shinji felt sad.
  "Sorry to disappoint ya, kid,"

   Oki won the tournament.
  The tournament was long and didn't end until near the end of the
evening. In the end, Oki won the large sum of money that was the grand
prize for winning the tournament.
  Everyone was gathered around Oki in the ring.
  "I won! I won!" Oki said cheerfully, jumping up and down. The money he
had won will help his family's business greatly. This was the break they
needed all this time.
  Shinji smiled, "Congratulations, Oki. You did really well,"
  "All thanks to you," Oki gave his best friend a hug, caught up in the
joy of victory.
  The two immediately broke their embrace.
  "Hey, why're you hugging me?" Oki said, embarrassed.
  "Me? I wasn't the one that was hugging you!" Shinji said, "You were the
one that was hugging me. Ah, whatever. It doesn't matter,"
  "Man, this is awesome! I won!" Oki cheered again.
  He staggered a bit.
  Shinji placed a hand on Oki to right him, "Watch it. You okay?"
  Oki nodded after a moment, "Yeah. I'm still a bit disoriented from that
kick I took to the face but I'm all right,"
  "Good," Shinji smirked, "We don't wantcha dying on us. I want to be
there to see your parents' happy faces when they realize you won,"
  After they were done congratulating Oki, the schools all left the
auditorium to celebrate the conclusion of the tournament. 
  Tsuki thrilled by such an exciting show of skill between both school,
had offered to take everyone out for some sushi and a nearby restaurant
for a post-tournament celebration. No one seemed to have any problems
with that since Shinji and the others weren't expected to head home by
train until tomorrow morning.
  As both schools walked down streets together, they mingled with one
another. Despite the fact that they were from different school and
training under different masters, friendships among the rivaling students
were formed.
  In the front of the group was Tsuki, Boon, and Shinji. Although Shinji
wasn't even half the age of Tsuki and Boon, he felt completely at ease
with them, him always used to being around adults.
  "That was an excellent tournament," Tsuki said, "I hope we can do
another one next year and many years to come,"
  Shinji smiled, "Same here,"

  "Man, is it me or do martial arts students eat an exuberant amount of
food?" Boon commented with a laugh. 
  "What are you talking about? You're eating the most out of all of
them," Tsuki said, "You're lucky I'm paying for all of this,"
  "I know, that's why I'm ordering several of the most expensive dishes
on the menu," Boon laughed, "There ain't no way I'm paying for that with
my own money,"
  Shinji and Tsuki laughed at the comment.
The entire restaurant was filled with martial arts students from both
school, all of them enjoying one another's company and generally having a
good time. There was even a karaoke machine near the back of the
restaurant where four students were singing happily, arms on each other's
shoulders, slightly drunk from all the sake they had drank. Even though
it was shunned upon that they drink, something like this was perfectly
understandable. 
  "If you need help paying for all of this, I'll be glad to pitch in for
the bill," Shinji said, "I brought plenty of money on behalf of my
school. I had planned to take everyone out to dinner after the
tournament, but not to some place as expensive as a sushi restaurant,"
  Tsuki waved a dismissive hand, "Don't worry about it. Keep in mind I
used to be the CEO of Aido Airline before I retired. I have plenty of
money,"
  Boon smirked, "Are you sure? I'm sure I can eat enough sushi to put a
good dent on that billion yen checking account balance of yours,"
  Tsuki laughed, "Go ahead and try,"
  Shinji smiled happily, glad that everyone was enjoying themselves and
having a good time. 
  "Man, this feels like Friday dinner," Shinji commented.
  "Friday dinner?" Boon asked.
  Shinji reached in to his pocket and pulled out a small photo.
  "Every Friday, I go out to dinner with a large group," he said, "This
is the most recently photo. These are my friends that I go with,"
  He looked at the photo and realized that he should get a more recent
one. The younger Asuka, Misato, and Ritsuko weren't in that photo. But
then again, it would be kind of mean because taking a photo now would
mean Ranma would not be in the photo. 
  Boon took the photo. Despite the large hands, he handled it with such
dexterity as he looked at the photo.
  Tsuki looked at it as well.
  "Hey, who's that guy?" Boon pointed toward Ranma.
  "That's Ranma," Shinji said, "He's no longer with us anymore,"
  "I've seen him before," Boon said, "What the heck's he doing in that
picture?"
  Shinji scratched his head, "You've seen him before? You two met?"
  Boon nodded, "Yeah. At least I think so because this guy looks exactly
like a guy I met about a year ago,"
  Shinji thought about that comment. Since he had Ranma's memories, he
could recall it as if they were his own. Maybe there was some truth to
what Boon was saying. Maybe he and Ranma had met because Shinji had this
strange feeling that he had seen Boon somewhere before. But then again,
that was because it had been Ranma that met him that made Boon seemingly
familiar.
  After a moment, Shinji's eyes widened.
  "Oh my god! I remember you! You were on the bus when I....when Ranma
and Jun were on their way to Tokyo!" Shinji said, pointing, "Ranma had
mistaken you for a biker! He told you to move and you moved!"
  Boon's eyes widened, "You're right! That's where I saw him!"
  "Waitaminute," Shinji realized, "How is that possible? Ranma and you
bumped in to each other on a totally different world during a totally
different timeline,"
  "What are you two talking about?" Tsuki was confused.
  Boon gave Shinji and odd look, "How the heck did you know about my
adventure on a different world?"
  "Because I was there," Shinji said, "How the heck did you get there?"
  "'Which' sent me," Boon said, "'Which' is the name of this ghost that
inhabits my ship. One day, when I was talking to her, I mentioned that I
wanted to take a vacation for a few days. What does she do? She sends me
to this alternate world for a couple of days. How she sent me? I still
dunno to this day. Afterwards, she popped up in that world and takes me
back home. It was one heck of an experience," 
  "A ghost inhabits your ship?" Shinji was skeptic.
  "Hey, I've seen some weird stuff in my life," Boon commented "How the
heck did you get there?"
  "I was following after Ranma," Shinji said, "We used a mirror,"
  Boon laughed aloud, "That's funny. You used a mirror to get there. I
had a ghost send me there. Which one sounds more crazy?"
  "Both," Shinji commented.
  Boon laughed again, "I agree,"
  "I'll just leave well enough alone and not ask about what you did on
that world," Shinji said. He couldn't help but think about this theory
that he had, that everyone is somehow connected to Ranma.
  "Likewise," Boon agreed.

  Oki's family restaurant became a success after the martial arts
tournament. With the money he made from the tournament, Oki invested it
all in to the family business, renovating the entire restaurant, as if it
now had a new lease on life.
  Shinji and all of his friends helped him out.
  They had their Friday dinner at the restaurant from then on after the
renovation. And because Priss always drew attention because of her
superstardom, the restaurant became very well known.
  Before long, maybe people started attending that restaurant, because if
Priss liked eating there, they and Priss had something in common when
they started liking eating there as well.
  The restaurant became such a success that, before long, Oki's family
had to hire workers to help out. This left Oki with free time so he could
train and do what he loved.
  Because Oki had more free time and was training more often, he was
around the house more often. Because of his young age, he and the younger
Asuka hung around together fairly often, doing stuff like going to the
movies together. Although they weren't considered a couple, what with the
fact that Asuka continued to hold some secret crush on Shinji, Shinji was
pretty sure she would eventually lose that crush on him and start liking
Oki more than just a friend.

  Shinji continued on with his boxing career.
  Shortly after the martial arts tournament, he entered the Rookie
Championship Tournament. He ended up winning it, defeating Ichiro Miyata
in the finals. The match meant quite a bit to the both of them since
Miyata and Shinji had been eager to have a rematch after that incident
that had resulted in Miyata's hand getting broken. The match between the
two of them had been intense. Unfortunately, in spite of how much better
a fight Miyata had gotten since his sparring session against Shinji,
Shinji proved too powerful an opponent for him and he lost.
  Before long, in under a year, he became the Heavyweight Champion.
Although he was a Cruiserweight initially when he started boxing,
weighing within the vicinity of a hundred and ninety pounds, he had
managed to gain ten more pounds of solid muscle over the years to bump
his weight class up to Heavyweight.
  It was all because of the training. After he had come back from the
tournament, he asked Akane to make him a new weighted vest, one that was
able to support more weight.
  When he put on his new and improved weight vest, it started off
weighing close to four hundred pounds. It took him a few days to get used
to it but he eventually did. When he did, small amounts of weights were
added to it on a daily basis. Before long, his muscle density had grown
enough that he started gaining weight muscle-wise even though he remained
the same size.
  Shinji retired with an almost perfect boxing career, him having had
only one draw on his record, the rest of them wins by knockout. That draw
came from none other than Ippo Makunouchi. The very next fight Shinji had
after he had won the Championship had been against Ippo. 
  On the day Shinji had won the Championship, he had made it know that he
was going to retire. This was because he had reached his goal and the
goal Akane had set for him. She had said that once he became the
Champion, he could take over the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts,
which she held true to her promise.
  As much as he wanted to stay around in the boxing world and defend his
Championship, there was no real need. Boon would not be coming out of
hiding to challenge him, Boon having stopped challenging world-class
fighters long ago. It left the victory feeling a bit hollow for Shinji. 
  That was why Shinji chose to retired after he won the Championship.
  However, before he could truly retire, he stayed around for one more
fight.
  This was because he found out Ippo had come out of retirement to fight
Shinji in an official fight. Although it had been an exhibition match, it
was a boxing match that would be remembered for many years to come. This
was because of its significance. It had represented the new versus the
old. 
  Shinji had been labeled as the modern-day Ippo. This was why it was so
amazing when the boxing world found out that Ippo and Shinji would be
fighting one another. It represented so much. Everyone knew Ippo trained
him so it represented the fight between the student and the master. It
meant a fight between experience and power, between skill and speed.
  In the end, Shinji and Ippo defeated each other, knocking each other
out completely near the end of the twelfth round. Both of them had landed
the knockout blows at the same time that had left both fighters
unconscious.
  Shinji had found out the hard way that ever since Ippo had been
defeated in his sparring match against Shinji, Ippo had trained
steadfastly for the day when he would come out of retirement to step in
to the ring to fight Shinji. 
  Ippo's experience had held out against Shinji's sheer power.
  When Shinji realized he they had a draw, he felt no shame. As much as
he would've liked to have won, he knew he had given it his all and was
happy with the results. 
  Oki had gone on to become the Bantamweight Champion within a short span
of time as Shinji. At a hundred and sixteen pounds, Oki had been that
good in his weigh class. When he became the Champion, he started wearing
a weight vest much like Shinji had all the time and gained several pounds
of dense muscles, jumping up a weight class to Featherweight where he
would start his boxing careers all over again as a Featherweight,
weighing somewhere around a hundred and twenty-five pounds.
  No one doubted that Oki would become the Featherweight Champion before
long. All he needed was the time that it took to make his way up the
ranks so he could have a fight against the Champion.
  Unfortunately, Oki would remain in the boxing world alone for Shinji
and Ippo retired from boxing together that same night they fought.

  Shinji approached Akane one random morning while the students were
training by themselves.
  It had been a little over a year since he and everyone had come back.
He and Emiko had been together all that time and continued to love each
other with every passing day.
  On that particular day, Shinji wanted to buy her an engagement ring. He
knew he was going to be spending the rest of his life with her. He didn't
really care if he was too young to be getting married, what with him only
being twenty years old, but he knew what he wanted.
  "Um, Akane," Shinji said.
  "Hm?" she smiled at him.
  "I think I wanna ask Emiko to marry me," he said.
  Akane's eyes lit up, "Really?"
  He nodded, "Yeah. The problem is that I dunno if she-"
  "Oh, she'll marry you," Akane said, "She keeps asking me when the hell
you're going to ask her,"
  "R-really?"
  Akane said, "Yes. You guys have been together for over a year. You've
known each other for, what, three years. It's about time you pop the
question. I don't know what took you so long anyway,"
  "I dunno either," Shinji said, "But I guess now's good, right?"
  Akane nodded, "Yes. Now's definitely a good time. It'll be quite a
pleasant surprise for her,"
  "There's one problem," he said, wanting to get to the subject at hand.
  "What?" she asked.
  "I have no idea what kinda ring to get her," Shinji said.
  Akane smiled, "Is that all? We can easily solve that,"
  "Really? How?"
  "Just wait right here for a moment," Akane said, leaving the dojo.
  She came back in to the dojo a few minutes later, carrying in her hands
a small black box. She held it forward for Shinji to take which he did.
  "What's this?" he looked at the box.
  "Just open it," she said.
  Shinji opened the box. His eyes widened when he realize what was
inside, beautiful engagement ring that looked to be worth as much as a
house. The diamond sparkled brilliantly against the sunlight filtering in
through the open windows of the dojo.
  "W-wow," Shinji said, awed at the sight.
  "This was the engagement ring Ranma bought Rei to pretend they were
engage when they went back in time to prevent the 'Nerima Massacre'," 
Akane said, "Rei gave back the ring after everything was done and over
with and Ranma kept it. If you think about it, this is probably the only
thing that exists from Ranma's past. Sure, it's from an alternate version
of his past, but it's still his past nonetheless,"
  "Y-you want me t-to have this?" Shinji asked, shocked.
  Akane nodded, "Yeah. Give this to Emiko. She'll love it. I'm sure of
it,"
  "T-thanks," he said happily, "I had no idea what kinda ring to get her,
but this is perfect,"
  Akane smiled happily, "It's no problem,"
  Shinji hugged Akane, "Thanks a lot, Akane. I owe you,"
  "Congratulations!!!" the entire class burst out in cheer.
  Shinji and Akane turned their attention toward the students. Suddenly,
they realized that they must had put on quite a show for them. Since they
didn't hear what they were talking about, they figured Akane had given
Shinji a little black box containing the engagement ring. When he had
opened it, he realized what Akane was trying to say and hugged her as he
whispered something along the lines of 'Yes, I'll marry you' in to her
ears.
  Akane and Shinji started to wave their hands to dismiss that notion.
  "It's not what you think!" they both said, blushing deeply.

  Shinji nervously waited for Emiko in the front of the house.
  Even though Shinji had retired from pro boxing, he continued to go to
Makunouchi Gym and train, Emiko going with him as well.
  He was pacing back and forth, one of his hands was in his pockets, his
hand closed over the tiny black box that contained the engagement ring
that Akane had given him earlier in the day.
  He was trying to think of the most romantic and best time to propose.
Should he wait until Friday, during dinner, in front of the entire group.
That way, he wouldn't have to tell them individually about him and Emiko
had he asked her at a different time. Should he ask her privately when,
say, they were jogging together? Should he take her to some fancy
restaurant and ask after the meal? 
  "Damn, what the heck am I supposed to say?" he asked himself.
  "Say what?" came Emiko's voice from behind him.  
  Shinji was startled when he heard Emiko's voice, turning around to face
her. Unfortunately, when he pulled his hands from his pocket, the little
black box fell out and down on to the ground by Emiko's feet. The box
ended up opening when it hit the ground and the ring fell out as well,
rolling to a stop a short distance away from the open box.
  There was a moment of very awkward silence as the two of them looked
down at the engagement ring.
  "I-is that-" Emiko started to say.
  Shinji quickly bent down and picked the ring up, wiping away what
little dust there was on it.
  "Um, this is turning out nothing like I was expected," he said, "I was
about to propose-"
  "Yes," Emiko jumped the gun.
  "Huh?" he asked.
  "Yes," she said, tears starting to form.
  "R-really?"

  "So, have you asked her yet?" Akane asked Shinji when he entered the
kitchen that evening after Shinji was done training at the gym. She had
been busy preparing dinner for the evening.
  Shinji smiled, "Yeah, she did,"
  Akane gave a yelp of delight as she dropped what she was doing to hug
Shinji, "I'm so glad!"
  "Thanks," Shinji gave a shy smile, "You were right, she did say yeah.
Of course, now that I've propose, and she said yeah, I don't really know
where to go from there,"
  Akane giggled, "Well, you're supposed to decide on a date,"
  "Whatcha mean?" he asked.
  "A date for the wedding,"
  Shinji became nervous, "Man, a date for a wedding, huh? Maybe I really
haven't thought this through,"
  Akane laughed, "Don't worry. Everyone'll be there to help,"
  "Thanks," he smiled. 
  "Well, congratulations,"

  Akane stood by the entrance and watched Shinji very late in the evening
in the dojo. She couldn't help but admire how much Shinji had grown over
the past couple of years. He was nothing like that meek, young boy Ranma
brought back to his world several years ago. There was a sweet quality to
him that reminded her of the way Ranma was. 
  Shinji was going to be getting married soon. Before long, he would be
starting his own family.
  She continued to watch him as he did his katas that night. 
  Late at night was when Shinji usually trained alone, doing katas within
the dojo before he would call it a day and go to sleep shortly
afterwards. 
  "Shinji," she said, stepping on the mat.
  Shinji turned his attention toward her, surprised to find out that he
wasn't alone.
  "Akane, I didn't know you were there," Shinji said.
  "Can I speak to you about something?" she asked.
  Shinji nodded.
  Together, the two of them walked over to the back of the dojo where
they took a seat on one of the benches that lined the walls of the dojo.
  "What is it ya wanted to tell me?" he asked curiously.
  Akane took several deep breaths, trying to think of the words.
  "First off, congratulations on the engagement," she began, wanting to
use that to break the ice.
  "Thanks," he said, "It feels kinda surreal. It has yet to register in
my mind that I'm now engaged,"
  "You and Emiko make a great couple," Akane commented.
  "Thanks," he said, smirking, "How come I've got the funny feeling that
that wasn't what you're really here to talk to me about,"
  "That's true," she said, "Since I don't really know exactly how to go
about saying it, I might as well just come out and say it. I think you're
ready to take over the school,"
  Shinji's eyes widened, "R-really?"
  Akane smiled genuinely, "Yes. I've been waiting until now. When you
came to me about a year ago, I didn't want you to take over the school
because you were still young. Now, I know otherwise. It was your decision
to get engaged to Emiko which means you believe you're ready to take that
next step in your life. Therefore, if you believe you're ready to do so,
then so should I,"
  "B-but I dunno if I'm ready," Shinji said nervously, "I mean I know I
wanna spend the rest of my life with Emiko and all, but I don't
understand how that can affect your decision to finally let me take over
the school. Really, I dunno if I'm ready for everything, for all of this
change,"
  "Don't worry, I know you're ready," Akane said, "I know you'll do fine.
Ranma'll be proud that you're taking over the school,"
  
  Shinji entered his bedroom late that night.
  He felt like he was the luckiest person in the world. 
  He would be getting married sometime in the near future to the woman he
loved. For the rest of his life, he would be doing what he loved,
teaching martial arts. He had accomplished the goal of becoming boxing
Champion, a goal he had set out to try and achieve a long time ago. He
had the greatest friends in the world, friends he would die for and would
die for him.
  All in all, he was very glad to be where he was in his life. All the
horrible things he had gone through seemed to have melted away, replaced
by the happiness that would be his future.
  All that was left was to carry out Ranma's wish.
  Glancing toward the side, he saw Emiko was sleeping soundly on his bed.
Emiko's bed was no longer in his room, having been removed a long time
ago since they slept in the same bed together, but that was it. 
  He walked over to the corner of his room and sat down in front of a
deck where his computer was. He had bought that a while ago with the
money he made from when he was a pro boxer. Actually, he had made so much
money from boxing that he never needed to worry about money again,
provided he lived a modest life for the rest of his life. 
  Of course, even though he had money, he didn't care. He loved teaching
martial arts and would continue to teach even if he didn't need the
money. 
  He turned the computer on and waited for it to boot up. 
  As he waited, he couldn't help but smirk as he noticed how slow his
computer was. Of course, it didn't really matter much to him. What was
even more amusing was that Ritsuko could give him a computer that rivaled
supercomputers in his day-and-age since her company built computers and
was the pioneering company in the world of computers.
  As he continued to wait for the computer to boot, Shinji opened up a
tiny draw to the desk and took out the letter and read it again.
  'I hope Ranma is never forgotten'
  He wiped the tear from his eyes. He was going to make sure Ranma would
never be forgotten. 
  Shinji would be carrying on the Saotome name. He would be carrying on
Ranma's school, which he had founded after he and Akane and Ryoga settled
down in MegaTokyo. 
  He was going to carry on the legacy Ranma had left behind had he been
here. 
  Shinji would make sure Ranma would be remembered. Now was the perfect
time to start. 
  Turning his attention to the computer, Shinji opened up a text program
for writing documents. 
  He smiled as he began to write Ranma's biography. Since he possessed
Ranma's memories, he would be able to rewrite his life as if it were an
autobiography. After writing the first paragraph, starting off with when
and where Ranma was born, Shinji deleted what he wrote.
  "Damn, I don't wanna write it like an autobiography," Shinji muttered.
  He sat in his chair for several minutes, trying to think of a good
place to start, of a good way of writing Ranma's story, so that he would
be forever remembered.
  After a minute or two, Shinji smiled as he knew exactly where to start
the story. He would start Ranma's story from when he first met the Knight
Sabers, namely Priss.
  He began writing the first paragraph:

---
     "Hiryu Shoten Ha!!!" Ranma shouted as he released a massive 
hurricane blast toward the dark blue boomer hovering high above him, "You

ain't gonna get away that easily,"





<The end for now>



  Yes, this is the end of my 'Just Won't Die' series. I hope you guys
liked this series. Then again, if you're reading this, then that must
mean you like this series enough since that meant you've read through
around, what, 9+megs of text (If you include reading my optional 'The
least one can do' story) all the way until the end. 
  Heh, didja expect that ending? Do you know what that means? This whole
series was one huge self-insertion!!!^_^
  I've been working on this series for several years, and now, finally,
it has come to an end. And what's funny is that this series came about
STRICTLY from my wanting to write a fight scene between Ranma and the
Knight Sabers. Anyway, I'm sorry if you want it to continued, but I think
that's it for me. This series has gone on for too long and it's time that
I move on to something different. Keep in mind that I could've ended this
series at the end of 'Just Won't Die Final' but I continued on with two
more chapters :)
  I've learned a lot from writing this series so, in case I start another
series from scratch, all my writing experiences will be ported over to
that new series. 







--


  On one random day after Shinji had proposed to Emiko, everyone was
gathered around the giant dinner table for their usual Friday dinner
get-together. They were enjoying one another's company. 
  There were three new additions to the group now. Madigan and Carper and
Jun had moved back to MegaTokyo, so they had started joining the ground
for Friday dinner like the old times.
  As they enjoyed indulged in conversation, Shinji happened to have
glanced up and saw a familiar face approached the table.
  It was Ranma.
  "Hey, guys," Ranma smiled warmly.
  The entire group stopped what they were doing, their mouths agape from
shock of seeing Ranma. They had no idea what to say, believing their
minds were playing tricks on them, like they were seeing an illusion. 
  "Ranma?" Shinji was the first to say.
  "Yep, and I'm back. And this time, to stay," Ranma said, scanning the
table. 
  His gaze came to rest on Madigan's and Carper's daughter, Jun.
  "Hey, Jun," Ranma smiled, "How's my favorite little girl. Long time no
see,"
  "Ranma!!" Jun shouted gleefully, extending her hands out.
  Ranma walked over there and picked Madigan's and Carper's daughter in
his eyes.  "Long time no see," Ranma smiled warmly, giving Jun's cheek a
kiss.
  "See, I knew he was gonna come back," Jun squeaked happily toward the
shocked group.
  Everyone was still at a loss of words.
  Ranma smiled at the group.
  "I'm back because I'm not going to break the promise I made to little
Jun,"



<The end>



Comments are very welcomed^_^


-OneShot
Jeffrey "OneShot" Wong
http://www.anime.sobhrach.com/~jeffwong/index.html


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