A Ranma 1/2 short fic
All characters are copywriten by Rumiko Takahashi, and are used
without permission
One Hour: Part three(of maybe five)
"Konatsu?" What did konatsu know about being cursed?
"Yes. Konatsu. He may not attract water like you, or change
physically, but he does understand a little your perspective on being
a girl."
That's right, the whole Pretty Girl Ninja thing.
"I would have talked to Ukyo, but her change was self inflicted. She
actually decided to hide herself as a guy over a crush when she was
eight."
Konatsu is like me? He understands what I feel?
"No way."
"Ranko, she even admitted it to you. She still has her crush, but
she must get over it. Imagine, falling for someone just because they
are called cute. Go figure."
"What?"
"Ukyo, the transvestite cook. Remember?"
"What about her?"
He blinked a couple of times, then shook his head.
"Do you want to talk about Ukyo or >this<?" His hand gestured his
body.
"Is everything acceptable?" the Waitress leaned slightly towards
Akane.
Directing his attention to the girl, "Yes, everything is fine."
"If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask." The waitress
bowed formally and left, ignoring me. I don't care, and I really don't
see Akane going out with girls. Well... I didn't.
"So, how did you end up like this?"
"I'm getting there. You know, you could afford to relax a little.
Being so tense all the time has to be hazardous to your health."
"Yea, right. So get on with it."
"Hmm, where was I?
"Ah, yes. After speaking to Konatsu, I knew that I could get nowhere
with him. He really didn't want to speak about his problems or his
experience."
"No, really?"
"Really. He said it was a something that he didn't want to share."
I guess if you try to sound stupid, people belive you are stupid.
"I went to Nabiki to talk to her."
"Oh, no. Why did you hafta talk to her? I won't stop hearing about
it for _years_."
"She is my sister. While she may charge for you, Family does matter
to her. Anyway, She basically said that the only way I could know how
it felt, is by getting the curse. She was really curious about my
asking, but I thanked her and thought some more."
"So that is when you got the curse."
"Would you like anything?" That waitress was getting on my nerves.
"No. Thank You." I was suprised at my own voice.
She ignored me. That is down right inexcusable. I want to wring her
neck! I am Ranma Saotome, and I am here with my Fiancee!!
Akane gave me a weird look, "No, thank you. Could we have our check
please?"
She seemed a little disappointed. She don't know the half of it.
"Sure, I'll be right back."
"So. That was when you got the curse." I repeated myself
"Do you think you could tell this story?"
"Go on."
Akane looked down at her watch, "Oh no."
"What."
"The Movie is about to start."
I rolled my eyes. Not a theater! I know of two problems with going
to a movie.
1) Too many people to identify a possible assailent.
2) Too many people to get hurt by vengeful fiancees
"I don't know if that is such a good idea."
"Relax," he said to me.
The waitress glided into view, "Here you go, I do hope that you have
had a good time. Please, come again." I swear that I will rip her head
off, then shove it down her neck if she does that again.
"Thanks, we had an enjoyable time." He looked at the bottom line and
pulled out some money.
No, that's not right. He pulled out a _WAD_ of money. I think my
eyes fell out right there.
He grabbed a few bills and placed it with the bill on the table.
Then we were on our way.
I have only one question for the world out there:
Do waitresses go to school to be that obnoxious?
After a little wait, "Are you gonna finish?"
"You have no sense of suspense, no need for dramatics. Ah well."
I could feel my face as it warmed.
"Don't keep me in the dark here. I do deserve an explanation."
"Yea, I guess." He sighed a little.
We stopped outside the theater, it seemed we had ten minutes to
spare.
"So tell me what is going on."
"After talking to Nabiki, I decided to make a disguise. I ended up
binding my breasts, and swaggering around a little. Using my most
masculine clothes, I walked around a bit.
"I did feel a little silly, but I got over it. It's not like anyone
could recognize me like that."
Gee, Akane would look silly walking around like a guy. But then
there was Ryugenzawa. She was determined to take out that 8 headed
moster by herself. She dressed up like a guy. Silly wouldn't really
describe it. Cute, if I was into that sort of thing. Which I'm not, so
don't go there.
"I even used a roll-up pair of socks to simulate _that_. Didn't work
too well."
Hello. Now that took thought. Maybe Shampoo was right. 'Pervert
Girl' may hit the mark better than 'Tomboy'.
"When that failed, I spent some free time at the mall watching the
guys. How they acted, what they wore, the facial expressions,
gestures. I took down some notes, and practiced in my mind what to
do."
"So how did this get to your being cursed?"
"Ranko, this does have a point."
"I am _not_ Ranko! That name is just something made up by dad
because of mom."
"You were named 'Ranma' by your parents, right?"
"Yea. That's what I am trying to say."
"If both your parents call you 'Ranko' when you are a girl, does
that not mean your name is 'Ranko' too?"
"Hey, now that's not fair! My mom doesn't know it's me!"
"She still calls you that, right?"
grrr.
"So drop it. Lets get to the movie."
I rolled my eyes at Akane's back.
"Just tell me one thing, Who gave you the curse?"
She waited until I was seated in the theater before telling me, "I
got it from Mousse."
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Gah, yet another cliff hanger. I have got to stop these.
Naaah.
Questions or comments are welcome. Flames are read, then sent to
file 13.
I hope you have enjoyed this little story of mine. As I have
recieved requests to 'Inflate' this story line, I shall. However, I
don't see it continuing past wherever it ends.
Next:
I am going to write a short not a part of this sequence.
Please feel free to contact me at:
turbo@relex.com