Shadows Over Nerima

A Ranma 1/2 - Batman fan fiction


Jeremy Harper

Disclaimer – Ranma 1/2 is the creation of Rumiko Takahashi. Batman is the creation of Bill Finger and Bob Kane. Both are used without permission.


Ranma Saotome sat at the end of the dinner table, reading the sloppy scrawl of the letter in his hand for the third time, his lips pursed in a tight, pensive frown.

"You don't have to see him, if you don't want to," his guardian said from the other end of the table, the older man's tone mild and supportive.

"I know," said Ranma.

"He has no legal ties to you anymore. I saw to that. He cannot compel you to visit."

"I know."

"Yet you still want to go." This was a statement, simply spoken, neither question nor accusation.

Ranma took a deep breath and looked up from the letter. "I haven't forgiven him for throwing me in that damn pit four times over, but yet..." He hesitated, then shrugged. "He's my pop. I don't really like him, but I guess I still care for him, at least a little. I'm also a bit curious about this 'family matter' he mentions." Ranma sighed. "And I think I'm also a little homesick for Japan."

His guardian nodded and sipped his coffee. Ranma fiddled with the letter a moment before setting it aside. "Summer vacation starts next Wednesday. You can spare me?"

"Of course."

"Thank you."

"Dinner is served, sirs," the butler announced, setting a plate of veal Parmesan before Ranma. The young man murmured his thanks and starting cutting up his meal. As he ate he gave the manservant who had also been a grandfather to him the past six years a speculative look.

"You've got something like ten years of vacation time saved up," Ranma said to him. "How about spending a few weeks of it by coming to Japan with me, Alfred."

Alfred Pennyworth smiled at the youngest of his two boys. "I would be delighted, Master Ranma. That is, of course, if Master Bruce can spare me as well."

Bruce Wayne chuckled as he took another sip of coffee. "Certainly, old friend. You more than deserve a break. And maybe you'll have better lucking keeping the boy out of trouble than I do."

"What is the phrase, Master Bruce? Ah, yes – 'fat chance'."

Ranma laughed happily and settled down to the important business that was the family dinner.

Author's note – I am not using any particular Batman continuity for this story. It is a mélange of various elements from the original animated series, the comics, the Arkham-verse, and any other elements as I see fit.