"Ranma, RANMA! Are you even paying attention to me?"
The pigtailed boy started from his position on the fence, and looked down at one of his numerous fiancées, "Huh? You were saying something?"
Akane huffed, and turned to look away in disgust, "Really, if you're going to at least acknowledge the idea that we may be engaged, you can at least acknowledge me once in a while, you jerk."
"Hey, I acknowledge you plenty!" Ranma retorted with an easy tone, "I acknowledge that you lack even the average bust size for your age group, I acknowledge that you produce too much testosterone for even most males, I acknowledge..." Ranma pulled his head back almost casually...
"... that even though you claim to be a martial artist, you still throw like any weak girl I've ever seen..."
Akane picked up another rock, and glared menacingly at Ranma, "why don't you come down and say that to my face, Ranma?"
"That would require unpleasant closeness to your... uncute...," Ranma started to reply, before blinking, and staring off into space. Time somehow stopped for Ranma, as he peered off into the distance of what had become pure white. Suddenly, as if it were some message from a techno-kami, upon the white, Arabic words started to appear. Ranma felt a strange sense of foreboding, as he began to read what was being shown before him...
lack even the average bust size for
your age group, I acknowledge that
you produce too much testosterone
for even most males, I acknowledge..."
Ranma pulled his head back almost casually...
"... that even though you claim to be a martial
artist, you still throw like any weak girl I've
Akane picked up another rock, and glared
menacingly at Ranma, "why don't you come
down and say that to my face, Ranma?"
"That would require unpleasant closeness to
Ranma replied, flipping sideways from the
second thrown rock that carried the force of
Ranma jumped down from the fence, facing
Akane, while making faces at her in taunting.
He ran backwards, dodging away from each
swing Akane made at him with her schoolbag.
"Nyeah nyeah, too slow, Macho chick!"
Ranma egged, as they rounded the corner that
would bring them on the street to the Tendou
"RANMA, YOU... WATCH WHERE
YOU'RE GOING!" Akane shouted.
"Huh?" Ranma started to turn around, but just
a moment too late
Dual voices cried out, as Ranma had
backpedaled into someone.
Being the first to his feet, Ranma was also the
first to respond, "Yo,
sorry about tha... huh?"
"My own apologies, I had not been paying
attention to my own surroundings..." The young
man of about Ranma's age bowed, and began to
Ranma read as the guy introduced himself. He read as the guy then asked him for the location of Ranma Saotome. Ranma skimmed ahead, and read more.
"I don't know about thisthe pigtailed boy stated
solemnly, this was something that even he had
felt overwhelmed by what he had been told."
"I wouldn't want you to accept this without a
great deal of thought," Revant stated with
equal graveness, "But, if you are up to this
What Ranma now realized was type on a computer, scrolled quickly, yet he was able to catch all of it; Ranma's greatest adventure that would lead to a dramatic change for all involved. Shampoo forced to abandon all she believed, Ukyo having to decide between her old love and friendship for Ranma, and the new one for Revant, which would lead to a clash between the two greatest fighters of their generation, with the loser, in a jealous moment of rage, unleashes one of the greatest evils of mankind. So many ordeals that lead to the absolute change of the status quo between all who knew Ranma, and ultimately Ranma's final fate. Ranma read all this with absolute fascination, right before the second rock hurled by Akane scored right between the eyes.
Ranma flew back into the canal, surfacing a bit more effeminate, "HEY!"
"That's what you get for ignoring me for a second time," Akane snorted, before folding her arms and turning away.
Ranma was about to shout back a witty retort, before something popped into mind, "Hey, Akane, since when have I ever been able to read English?"
Akane started, and turned back to Ranma, "About since Ms. Hinako had to be sent to the hospital for the absolute shock you gave her for actually paying attention in class!"
"Wha? But I never paid any..." Ranma caught Akane's half lidded stare, "Oh..."
"Honestly, if you would pay attention in class at least once in a while," Akane sighed, "Come on, Ranma, let's get home."
"You're still uncute," Ranma had to add one last barb, before wading out of the canal, and leaping over the fence. They continued on home in momentary silence, as Ranma kept giving Akane wary glances. Finally, the youngest Tendou got fed up.
"Ranma, just what is your problem, today?" She asked, as they rounded the corner that would put them on the street to their destination.
"Um, have you... WOULMPH!"
The last part was said by two voices, from two people who had collided. Ranma was the first up, and was the first to respond, "Sorry about tha-ACK!"
My own apologies, I had not been paying attention to my own surroundings..." The young man of about Ranma's age bowed, and began to introduce himself, "I am Revant Artishire, perhaps you can-"
"I DON'T KNOW A RANMA SAOTOME!" The redhead screamed, before grabbing Akane's hand, and making a furious break for home. The young man stared at the departing girls, blinking in confusion. After a moment, he shrugged.
"Hmm, perhaps I should look up this Tenchi character instead"
Ranma and Akane arrived at home, breathing heavily. Ranma was in the midst of one breath, as Akane slapped him upside the head, "JERK! That was rude!"
"Trust me, Akane, we're better off not talking to that guy, I promise you!" Ranma replied urgently, gaining a concerned look from the other girl.
Staring at the screen, WFROSE blinked, and then narrowed his eyes...
"What... the fuck?"