Not Again…

OLD AN: YAY! Here it is the new idea I’ve been messing around with. Tell me what you think and such.

NEW AN: WARNING! The following story is written for MY entertainment only, I am posting it because I was told other people might like it…some of it is bad and I admit that, but if you don’t like it don’t flame, criticize. I have done this on a whim and I doubt many people will like it.

MAJOR NOTE: I’ve really decided to mess with the time line so don’t kill me. The setting is the mushroom fight BUT I have changed the mushroom fight to be after Saffron for reasons that will be known later. In my story Akane doesn’t have any hidden under the table.

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Ranma and Ryoga were staring at Soun, their eyes still holding the shell-shocked look from the revelation a few minutes ago; all the mushrooms (including Ryoga’s “MAGIC” ‘shrooms) had all been destroyed and they were now trapped as the little munchkins they acted like. Of course Nodoka had to walk in while Soun was trying to cheer up the to used-to-be teenagers.

They sat there staring into space as if looking for even a faint hope out in the universe to regain their age. Just sitting, waiting, wishing…

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Nodoka was happy that her son had finally been able to trust her enough to let her into his life and was on her way to visit him. She was wearing her usual kimono and had her ever present katana at rest in its sheath lying gently on her shoulder. She picked up her pace in anticipation, as she got closer to the Tendo dojo hoping that her son wasn’t busy with one of his harem or dealing with a challenge to prove his manliness to all.

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Ranma was depressed; really depressed. He sat there staring into the sky cursing his life. ‘Why is it always me that gets stuck with this shit? Why can’t it be Kuno, Mousse or who ever else might want to kill me? But noooooo it has to be Ranma, never anyone else, always me. It’s always my fault or my problem or whatnot, never the real person responsible, nope it Ranma’s the worlds scapegoat, I bet that asshole George Bush will start to blame me for their not being WMDs (Weapons of Mass Destruction) in Iraq BECAUSE I’M THE REASON FOR ALL THEIR FUCKING PROBLEMS IT”S NOT FAIR. !’

If anyone was watching Ranma’s face at the moment they could have seen his expression change from depressed to insanely violent. He stood up and walked off to the dojo to meditate but of course he had to run into Akane wearing one of her short skirts AND she just happened to be walking around in no panties at all. (What do you expect, her being the pervert she is?) Of course she ‘just’ happened to walk towards him and stand almost directly over him giving him a perfect glance towards her shaved privates. It's not his fault that she was such a pervert; after all, Kuno still chased after her in hopes of getting another chance at her. She had, of course, done all the boys in the Hentai Horde before Ranma was even close to Nerima; she only kept up the front not to let anyone know about her nympho tendencies.

Ranma stared at the female standing over him. He was at a loss for what to do; she was standing over him showing off her lower body. After an awkward silence that seemed to stretch on forever, but in reality was only a few seconds, he slowly turned around and walked away from the lust-created monster that stood over him.

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Ryoga could still think but since Ranma had given him a two-centimeter mushroom he was now two years old and could not talk properly yet. Ranma was three and could talk fairly well in the body he had. It wasn’t fair for him, Ranma ALWAYS got the upper hand (though it never occurred to Ryoga that was because Ranma actually tried and had the‘advantages’ of his father’s training and attacks from Akane’s mallet.) Since he couldn’t walk properly yet he crawled towards the dining room. As an added bonus to the mushrooms effects, the Hibiki curse didn’t kick in until puberty and the body he was using hadn’t hit the appropriate age yet, so he could actually get around without getting lost.

It was about that time someone knocked on the door…

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NEW AN: Yes I know this is just a bunch of nothing, I have revised some of it from the original but other than that it’s pretty much the same. As for the other stuff, I EXPECT you to complain about some of it.

OLD AN: Short I know but I needed to get this out and hope to eventually regain my ‘spark’. I hope you enjoyed this and such. The fun begins next time whenever I get around to it. I would like thank my pre-reader Jordan for reading this. And yes I did mean to insult Bush, I don’t really think highly of him. Akane will have some more nympho stuff later to but I decided that it fits this story.

Sincerely,

SS4LINK

Random Quote

“No spot in nature is truly barren.”