Something REAL bizzarre that I just HAD to try out... please read on.

	The martial artist woke with the dawn. His eyes opening at the first
hint of light, Ranma slowly prepared for the coming day, a thousand
unaswered questions dancing about his brain. He put his bracers on. His
silk shirt was next, it's cool comfort did little to lighten his mood.
Then he walked on down the hall. Still, the painful queries contiued,
burning his brain like acid. Until he came to his parent's room. His
parent's room, god that sounded so strange to him. 

	"Father?" Ranma asked, a pained, almost begging strain entered his
voice.

	"Yes son?" Genma looked at him resolutely, two fully loaded packs to
the side and awaiting their owners, TWO. 

	His father meant to take him away again, away from his mother, away
from his friends, away from Aka... away from his mother... "I'm going to
kill you." Ranma breathed queitly, his fists clenched but feeling
strangely calm of mind, perhaps this was the answer he had been
searching for.

	Genma's eye's went wide as he asseced the building battle aura in his
son, looking to Nodako for help, she simply flinched as Ranma's gaze met
her own. "Mother?"

	Nodako looked the worst for wear, having argued with Genma all night,
the thought of losing her son again had put her very close to the brink.
"Yes, son?" Looking into what once were her son's bueatiful eyes, she
saw just what was beyond that brink she had so precariously danced apon.

	"I'm going to... " As he finished with a manical smile, she knew that
one way or another, she had already lost him... forever. A tear made
it's way down her face as he walked on down the hall.

Breaking on through to the other side with Ranma, Morrison style! A
dark/lemon fic of EVIL proportions. One that I'll probably never do. But
to make up for that, here's another "teaser" of sorts ^_- 

<Special Comedy Lemon Bonus>

Akane: Oh P-chan, don't be so nervous, just hop right into the covers.
Honestley, the way your blushing, you'd think you were a boy.

Ranma: Well, actually <from overhead, Ranma dumped a bucket of water on
the kawaii pair... Akane and Pchan I mean!>

Akane: <screaming and wet> What'd you do that for?

Ryouga: I asked him too.

Akane: Wha? Ryouga? What are you doing here? Where's P-chan?

Ryouga: Akane? I AM the P-chan <reaches under the covers> koo-koo
katchoo!

 (I AM the Parrot King!)  
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