“NO! You can’t make me!”
Heads turned as they watched a panda run growling after a sprinting
young red-haired girl. As the pair careened down the street, they knocked
numerous hapless carts in their way into splinters. The panda grabbed
the girl, and whacked her over the head with a street sign. The girl
instantly fell into a deep catatonic state. The panda growled, and
all the watching pedestrians instantly found fascinating pieces of dirt
on the ground.
~J(Hey guys, you know what? I think you know the whole spiel about
Soun and his daughters. This story has serious subject matter, so let’s skip ahead to:)J~
The panda walked in the door followed by an extremely dejected
looking young red-headed girl. This was not lost on the Tendos.
Soun crept over carefully.
“And who might you be?”
The girl glared at him. “I’m Ranma Saotome. I’m not
really a girl, so don’t get any ideas, got it?” Soun fell back, confused.
“But I thought Ranma was the name of Genma’s son, not daughter.”
A look of realization came across Soun’s face. “Oh, of course.
You think because you look feminine, you might be mistaken for a girl.
Don’t worry, young lad! We are happy to meet you!” Soun reached down and
hugged Ranma but stood shock still when he realized that the young “boy”
had breasts. Nabiki poked at one.
“Yep, a girl, all right.” With an enraged look, Ranma grabbed
Nabiki’s hand and nearly twisted it as Ranma yanked Nabiki’s arm away.
Ranma glared at Nabiki. “Please don’t do that.”
Nabiki rubbed her sore wrist and looked down contemptuously at
Ranma. “Don’t worry, Ranma. I wouldn’t dream of it.”
Akane, relieved that their visitor was not a boy, gave a concerned look
at the young girl.
“Hey, listen, Ranma, forget about her. We can be friends,
if you want.”
Ranma looked at Akane, uncertainty warring across her features.
“Well...”
Akane smiled. “If you want to, we can spar.”
A delighted look came across Ranma’s petite features. “I’d
love to!” Akane led the girl to the dojo.
Akane glanced at Ranma as they both assumed fighting stances.
“Don’t worry, Ranma, I won’t hurt you.”
Ranma grinned devilishly. “Ok, if you say so.”
Without warning, Akane leapt at Ranma with a flying kick, which
Ranma easily dodged. As she spun, Ranma grabbed Akane’s outstretched
foot and dropped, sending Akane careening into the wall.
Akane slowly got to her feet, now considerably more impressed. She shook herself. "Ok, no more games!"
Akane feinted to the left, to the right, then executed a perfect spinning kick then should have ended the match . . . if Ranma was still there. As Akane landed, Ranma kicked her with a blow square on the back that knocked her to the floor.
She grinned. "Had enough?"