Here is Chapter 1 of my new series, Ranma-kun Change, which is a fusion 
between Ranma and Futaba-kun Change. The majority of characters are from 
Ranma, but the initial situations are more like FKC. You'll see what I 
mean. Your C$C is welcome, but please, no typo complaints!

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Ranma-kun Change!

A Futaba-kun Change/Ranma 1/2 Fusion


by Phil Hacker

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After reading the series Futaba-kun Change, I noticed many similarities
between it and Ranma 1/2. In Ranma-kun Change I have placed the
Ranma 1/2 cast in the situations from Futaba-kun Change. I have done
the best that I could to adapt the Ranma 1/2 characters to the Futaba-
kun Change plots while still retaining the characters' personalities. 
This
wasn't as easy as it sounds, since Futaba and Misaki's relationship is 
so
different from Ranma and Akane's relationship (Ranma and Akane argue
a lot while Futaba and Misaki are much more affectionate.).



For those of you who have never heard of Futaba-kun Change: Futaba 
Shimeru was an ordinary boy until he reached puberty and discovered an 
amazing fact: upon reaching maturity, every member of his family gains 
the ability to switch sexes when excited. Every time Futaba gets tense 
or excited, he changes into a girl and can't change back until he 
relaxes. But there is little time for relaxation when his change and the 
need to keep it a secret keeps him from Misaki Shima, the girl that he 
secretly loves...



Ranma 1/2 is the property of Rumiko Takahashi. Futaba-kun Change is
the property of Hiroshi Aro. All rights reserved.



' ' are thoughts.



Most of the characters in this series are from Ranma 1/2, but the
personalities of many have been slightly altered to fit within the roles
established by the fusion with Futaba-kun Change. The following details
are significant at this time:

1.  Ranma lives at the Saotome home with both parents.
2.  None of the characters have Jusenkyou curses.
3.  There is no arranged marriage between Ranma and Akane, for
reasons that will soon become obvious.
4.  Ranma and Kunou are friends, although Kunou still wants Akane.

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Ranma-kun Change, Volume 1

Part 1: Ranma-kun Changes



It was a typical morning at Fuurinkan High. All around was the typical
hustle and bustle of students rushing to their last class before lunch. 
In
room 1-F, Ranma sat in his seat, paying more attention to the girl in
front of him than to the teacher.

Even though he had only been at Fuurinkan High for a month, the bulk
of the last several years of his life having been spent wandering about
the far corners of the globe with his father in an attempt to hone his
martial arts skills, he was absolutely sure of one thing: he liked Akane
Tendou. Not that he'd ever admit it to anyone, mind you, but she was
wonderful. So beautiful, so graceful, so sweet... except when a boy
approached her. At best, she was all business when that happened. At
worst... well, let's just say that no man was safe around Akane at her
worst. He just couldn't get it. Besides, with half of the boys at 
Fuurinkan
High chasing after her, he didn't have a chance. Well, a man could
dream...

A chalkboard eraser sailed through the air and whacked Ranma upside
the head, shaking him out of his daydream. He looked up at Miss
Hinako, who seemed to be quite angry at him.

"Saotome! Ranma Saotome! What are you daydreaming about? Pay
attention to the lesson, not the girls! The lesson!"

"Yes, Miss Hinako," he replied in a small voice. The rest of the class
burst out laughing.

'She... she laughed at me,' Ranma thought.

"Kiin Koon Kaan Koon!" The school bell rang, dismissing the students
for lunch. Hiroshi, three seats over, immediately got up and approached
Ranma. "Raanmaaa!" he called.

"What d'ya want?"

Hiroshi grabbed Ranma and placed him in a tight headlock. "Who were
ya looking at in class anyway?"

"Whaddya mean 'who'?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Ranma. It's written all over your face!"

"You think I'm gonna tell *you*?"

Hiroshi twisted Ranma's arm backward. "It was that girl, Akane, wasn't
it? She's gotta be the most popular girl in school. Who else could it 
be?"

"Oww!... You think I *want* to look at that macho, uncute tomboy?!
You got another thing coming, pal."

"Ooooh, so you *do* have a crush on her. Figures."

"Think again!" Ranma's fist flew out to punch Hiroshi directly between
the eyes. Hiroshi retaliated by throwing a punch at Ranma. Ranma
ducked, and slid across the floor, finally coming to a stop beneath
Akane, who had been standing nearby, watching them.

"Kyaaa!" Akane quickly pushed down her skirt. "How dare you look up
my skirt, you pervert!" She waved her fist at Ranma. Then, in a small
voice, she said, "D...did you...see anything?

"A... a little..." Ranma replied in an equally small voice. Then, 
regaining
his composure, he said, "Why would I want to look up your skirt,
anyway? It's not like there's anything I want to see."

"Why you--!" Akane reached up to slap Ranma.

Nabiki, who had been standing in the doorway all this time, decided to
speak up. "This is an outrage! You should demand consolation money!"

"Nabiki-chan!" Akane reprimanded.

"Keep quiet, Akane! You see, Ranma, now that you've peeked under
her skirt, don't think you're getting off for nothing! Get it? We demand
compensation! A girl's privacy is valuable..."

Kunou appeared out of nowhere. "Such an accident was unavoidable, as
one of my standing can clearly see," he said.

"What?!" Nabiki demanded.

"Our comrade Saotome has just given Hiroshi a splendid demonstration
of his martial arts talent! That he was in a position to see under the 
lady
Akane's skirt was merely a coincidence and hence unavoidable!"

"Kunou! Ya know, that actually made sense," Ranma said.

"I tell you a girl who's been looked at like that may very well cry 
herself
to sleep!" Nabiki retorted.

Kunou folded his arms. "Bah! How could someone be so badly hurt by
just being looked at?"

"How can you say that?!"

"That's enough, Nabiki!" Akane snapped.

Looking at Ranma, Akane spotted a rip in the crotch of his pants,
probably caused when he ht the floor. "Ewww!"

"Danm, My pants are torn!" Ranma observed.

Kunou stepped in again. "There, that makes you even, now doesn't it?"
Turning to Ranma, he said, "Do not fear embarrassment over your
damaged uniform, Ranma. A stapler should suffice to repair it until you
can get home." Then, he turned to Akane. "Allow me to recompense you by 
allowing you to date with me!"

Kunou tried to glomp Akane, but she shoved him into the wall before he
had a chance to succeed.

"Men!" Akane turned to leave.

Nabiki followed Akane. "What's the problem? I was just about to rake
in some cash!"

"It's all right! Forget it!" Akane replied.

"I can't! I'd be a fool not to get a profit off of a setup like that! 
It's just
awful not selling something I've already set such a high price on! How
could I, Nabiki Tendou, let an opportunity to make money slip through
my fingers!? I just can't stand it! Betrayed by my own flesh and blood!

"But what's with you, anyway? Are you mad because of how much he
might've seen under your skirt?"

"Well..." Akane hesitated. Should she tell her sister or not?

"What's this all about?"

Akane dragged Nabiki into the girls' toilet, then whispered something
into her ear.

"A talisman?" Nabiki was shocked. Akane believed in magic? Then
again, one of Nabiki's major sources of income was selling "foolproof"
methods to trap Akane to the boys who had crushes on her, some of
which *did* involve the use of "magic". If they could believe in it, 
then
why not Akane?

"Mmm hmm. Read this." Akane shoved a book in Nabiki's face.

Nabiki took the book and began reading. "'For one week, keep the name
tag of the boy you love fastened to your underwear where it won't be
seen, and your feelings for him will be reciprocated.'

"What a load of bull! Have you already tried doing something like this,
Sis? If it could really make someone fall in love with you, then no one
would have problems!"

"I guess so..." Akane said.

"Stop this! It won't make you a single yen! You're just wasting your
time."

'There was only one more day to go, too...' Akane thought dismally.
'Could he have seen the name tag? He only got a glimpse, so he
probably couldn't even make out the characters. But if Ranma-kun of all
people saw it!' She thought of the tag again. Ranma would definitely be
her last choice to see the tag pinned to her panties. After all, it was 
his
name written on it.

" Anyway, let's get going. I still have some debts to collect before 
noon
recess is over," Nabiki prompted, impatiently.

"Okay, Okay!"

***

Ranma sat by himself under a tree, entirely absorbed in his own
thoughts, such as they were. 'Once again I've made myself look like a
total idiot in front of Akane! I'll never live this one down...'

"Saotome! What are you doing? Come over here!" Kunou called from
the other end of the field.

"What the heck's going on?" Ranma asked once he had reached Kuno.

"Such beauty! Such grace in action!" Kunou exclaimed.

"All right!" Hiroshi exclaimed. He and Daisuke were fighting over what
appeared to be a number of photographs.

"Eh? What's this?" Ranma asked.

"Why, it is the latest set of prints of Akane Tendou that Nabiki was so
kind as to distribute to me. Can you not see that?" Kunou explained.

"Yeah. Gorgeous, isn't she?" Hiroshi asked.

"Whatcha want to look at her for, anyway?" Much as Ranma wanted to
admit that he admired Akane as much as the rest of the guys, he
remembered his father's words. He must never admit to having feelings
for any girl, or his father would be quite angry.

"I wonder who she likes," said Hiroshi dreamily.

"Whoever it is, it can't be one of us," quipped Daisuke.

"Ah, 'tis the curse in love, and still approved, when women cannot love
when they're beloved," said Kunou.

"Ah Kunou! You are so inspiring!" Hiroshi said.

"Come along, Saotome. Surely one such as yourself would be interested
in this. You are interested in girls as well, so you should learn all 
about
their fair beauty." Kunou whacked him soundly on the back.

"Uh.... right!" Ranma wasn't entirely convinced. There had to be a catch
somewhere.

Daisuke, panting heavily, suddenly developed an explosive nosebleed.
"Yaaaah!"

"Our comrade is in distress The excitement was too much for one of his
caliber! Are you all right, friend? Tilt your face upward and I will 
lead
you to the infirmary." Kunou grabbed Daisuke by the shoulders.

"Oh yeah! Hey Ranma! You can borrow these for the rest of the day!
Take your time and enjoy it!" Hiroshi tossed the photos to Ranma."
But don't get them dirty!"

'What a great bunch of guys!' Ranma thought.

***

Ranma sat in a stall in the boy's toilet, holding the photos of Akane in
front of him. 'Maybe I'll just take one little peek,' he thought.

He flipped through the photos. The first few were plain enough,
showing Akane doing such everyday things as eating lunch and playing
softball in Gym class.

'She is kinda cute...' Ranma admitted.

He continued on. There were a couple of shots of Akane in a gi,
practicing her martial arts forms. Now *this* was interesting. *This*
was beauty in action.

Ranma's heart began to beat faster: "Doki doki".

The last picture was even better. It had been stacked backwards, so
Ranma only saw the back of it at first. His attention was drawn to the
2500-yen price tag that Nabiki had put on the back. What could be in
the picture that made it worth 2500 yen? He turned it over and found
out.

The picture showed Akane taking a bath, *completely* naked.

Ranma's conscience immediately told him that he should stop looking at
the picture, out of respect for Akane, but his curiosity was stronger.

She was... so beautiful. She was slender, but not skinny, lean muscle
filling in the places where fat had been. Not that she was muscle-bound,
mind you. On the contrary, she was quite curvy and well-stacked. What
muscle she had seemed to convey a sense of power and independence,
things that were not traditional in Japanese women, but ranked high in
Ranma's scale of values.

'Gee, all that beauty and strength. No wonder everybody's going gaga
over her.'

"Doki doki doki doki" Ranma began to feel dizzy.

"Wha--?"

*doki-doki-doki-doki-dokundokundokundokundokun*

"I-- I feel so hot! It-- it...hurts!" He clutched his chest in pain.

Gasping, he collapsed onto the floor with a dull thud.

***

Lunch had ended, and Miss Hinako was taking afternoon roll call.

"Samata!"

"Present!"

"Saotome!"

Silence.

"Is Saotome-kun here?"

More silence.

Hinako grew impatient. "Is he absent today?"

"He was here at lunch," Hiroshi volunteered.

Everyone who sat near Hiroshi immediately scooted their desks at least
a meter farther away from him. Once Hinako had a target, there was no
stopping her.

Their suspicions were confirmed when Hinako pulled out a fifty-yen
coin and pointed it at Hiroshi. "You guys always hang out together! Do
you know where he is?"

Hiroshi steeled himself. If Hinako didn't believe him... "It is 
regrettable,
but even if I did know, honor prevents me from answering. No true
martial artist would ever betray a comrade. However, I believe that
wherever Ranma Saotome is, he is off bettering himself somehow.
Maybe you should ask the 'Blue Thunder'."

Hinako lowered the coin, much to the relief of her students. "Very well,
then. Tendou?"

"Present!" Akane replied. 'I wonder what's wrong,' she thought. 'Did he
get his pants fixed okay?' Suddenly remembering something, Akane
grabbed a book from her bag and flipped through it.

"...By these three charms you and he shall be drawn closer together...
That's it! It has to be!"

***

A short while later, in the boy's toilet, Ranma was just regaining
consciousness. The first thing that he was aware of was a splitting
headache. "Oooooh! Did I pass out? I wonder what time it is..."

He staggered dizzily to his feet and looked in the mirror. What he saw
didn't compute.

"Huh? That face... is... me?"

The face that Ranma saw in the mirror was softer and finer than his
own, and his eyes were a brighter shade of blue than he remembered. To
add to his confusion, his hair now seemed to be bright red instead of 
its
usual black color.

He leaned forward to get a better look at this strange face. In doing 
so,
his chest pressed against the edge of the sink, producing a most
unfamiliar squishy sensation. He checked inside his shirt, but his hands
only confirmed what he had suspected.

"But that's impossible!" he gasped. In a blur of motion Ranma dropped
his pants and tore open his shirt.

"How could this...?"

In the mirror he saw that a very strange transformation had come over
him. In fact, he wasn't a he any more.

"Is it really true? This... can't be! What's happening...?" His (her?) 
mind
began to shut down from overload.

***

Classes had finally ended, and Kunou and company decided to engage in
an exhaustive search for the missing Ranma.

"Daisuke, did you find anything?" Kunou asked.

"No sign of Ranma anywhere."

"I tried to cover for him back in class, but I'm still worried about 
him."
Hiroshi said. "Anyway, here's the men's room."

"It doesn't seem to be awash in an ocean of blood, does it?" Daisuke
commented, pushing open the door to the men's room. "Hey Saotome!
You in here? If you are, say something!"

Ranma was still standing in front of the mirror, simultaneously
transfixed by her own reflection and completely confused out of her
mind trying to figure out why she was the way that she was.

"Ahhh... um..." she gasped when she realized that she wasn't alone.

Daisuke, upon seeing that Ranma was almost completely nude,
developed an explosive nosebleed and passed out on the floor.

"Ooooooh! A half-naked girl!!!" Hiroshi drooled. He leapt at Ranma,
but her martial artist reflexes took over instantly, despite the changes 
in
strength and balance brought on by her recent transformation. She
grabbed him and threw him to the floor before he could react. After all,
girl or not, Ranma was still the heir to the Saotome School of Anything-
Goes Martial Arts.

"Hey you!" Kunou shouted. He tried to grab Ranma before she
could escape.

"Kyaaaaa!" Ranma shrieked. 'If Kunou caches me, I'm in for it!' she
thought. Faced with having to choose between facing Kunou, who
would likely grab her and start one of his long, bad-poetry-filled
speeches about romance, and leaping through the closed window and
running, half-naked, to freedom, she made her choice.

Bits of broken glass went flying everywhere as she plunged through the
windowpane. She landed on her feet and began running for her life.

"I-I don't understand what's happening anymore!" she thought,
panicked. Her thoughts were no longer those of a rational person, but of
one who had just had half of her world collapse around her with no
explainable cause. Why was she a girl?

"Wait!" Kunou shouted after her.

Ranma's flight began to attract the attention of several students. Maybe
it was because Kunou was yelling for her to stop, but more likely it was
because she wasn't wearing any pants.

"Eh?"

"Whoa!"

"H-hey!

"Kyaaa!"

"How awful!"

Kunou, realizing by now that all the shouting in the world was not going
to stop Ranma, went to assist his fallen companions. He shook Hiroshi
back to consciousness. "Did you see that?" he asked.

"Yeah! What a babe!" Hiroshi drooled.

Kunou whacked Hiroshi upside the head with the flat side of his
bokutou. "Not that, you idiot! I meant the way she threw you! The
speed of that move! The timing! And the spring as she smashed through
that window!" He broke out in tears. "Surely that pigtailed beauty is an
angel sent to us by the gods themselves! We must form a women's
division and get her to join our club!"

"Man, Kunou, you've really flipped this time!" Hiroshi commented.

***

Akane had left her classroom in search of Ranma. She passed Nabiki's
classroom. At that moment, Nabiki happened to be standing in the
doorway. "Hey, Sis! Whatcha doing?" she asked as Akane passed by.

Akane kept going. "Sorry, I'll be back in a little bit!"

'Ranma-kun... Where could he have gone to?' she thought. She walked
around a bend in the corridor, and discovered Kunou and company,
scheming.

"All right! We're going to find her for sure, and then we're going to
*make* her join!" Kunou raised his bokutou for dramatic effect.

Hiroshi held up Ranma's dropped pants. "That's fine, but what was she
doing in the men's room wearing half a boy's uniform, anyway? Doesn't
that seem kinda weird?"

"Never mind that!" Kunou snapped. "Can you not see that it is destined
that the pigtailed angel join our club? Why else would we have stumbled
across her by such pure chance like that, if not by fate? We shall 
search
this school from top to bottom! Daisuke, you take the third floor and
the roof! Hiroshi, you take the first and second floors while I search
outside. If any of you find Saotome, tell him to join me. Let's go!"

"Aye aye!" Daisuke saluted.

The three took off in separate directions, leaving behind a bewildered
Akane.

'What was *that* all about?' Akane wondered. She spied the pair of
pants lying in the middle of the corridor where Hiroshi had dropped
them. She picked them up and examined them.

'You can see how they've been stapled together... These are Ranma's!'
she realized. 'But what are they doing here?'

***

Outside, the schoolyard was abuzz with talk about Ranma's strange
flight.

"Huh? Really? You're kidding!" a boy asked.

"No, really! It happened!" another boy confirmed. "I saw it happen with
my own eyes!"

"Hmmm. Maybe you need new glasses, Hikaru," his girlfriend
suggested.

"Hey! What's happening here?" another student asked.

"I hear there's a girl running around the school butt-naked!" the first 
boy
explained.

"No, she was wearing an unbuttoned blouse of some sort," another
student corrected.

"Where!? Where was she!?" a boy asked.

"Right over there," a girl pointed.

The students tromped off to see just what was going on.

Meanwhile, Ranma was hiding in the bushes. After the other students
passed, she climbed in through an open ground-level window.

'I think I'll be safe if I hide in the medical clinic for a while,' she 
thought.

She climbed into the clinic's bed and hid under the covers. 'How could
my body have changed like this? It just doesn't make sense at all...' 
she
thought in despair. How could she go home like this? Nobody would
recognize her. Finally, she decided to do what a Saotome always did in
the face of such a hopeless situation. She fell asleep.

***

Much later, Kunou and Hiroshi had reformed outside the clinic.

"Well, this is the only place in the school that we have yet to search,"
Kunou said as they entered the clinic. "Hello? Is anybody in here?" he
called.

Meanwhile, Akane was still wandering the halls in search of Ranma,
although she wouldn't admit it to anyone who asked.

'Where could Ranma have gone without his pants?' she thought.

She saw Kunou and Hiroshi exit the clinic and stroll off.

"Good, we have found Saotome. Now, let us continue searching for the
pigtailed angel!" Kunou said.

Akane wondered what Kunou meant. Hadn't he been talking about a
"pigtailed angel' earlier? Still, he *had* just said that Ranma was in
the clinic. She looked into the clinic and found Ranma sleeping soundly
in the bed. Smiling, she left his pants lying next to him and quietly
tiptoed away.

***

Much later...

"Yeow!" Ranma awoke with a start. Then, he realized where he was.
"Huh? Guess I fell asleep."

He checked under the covers. "Huh? I've changed back into a guy! Was
it just a dream...? I...remember it so clearly. Besides, I'm not wearing
any pants and... Hm?"

He spied his pants lying beside him. He picked them up and examined
them. "These are mine..."

***

Later that night, Ranma sat on his bed, examining his formerly-torn
pants.

'I wonder who fixed these for me while I was sleeping. Akane, maybe?
Nah, she's probably still mad at me for earlier, so who was it?

'But anyway, what  happened back there? If I remember right, I was
looking at those shots of Akane Kunou gave me...'

He picked up the photos and looked at them again.

'And then I was thinking about the one with her naked when...

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"

Nodoka heard Ranma's scream and ran to his bedroom. "Ranma, what's
wrong? I heard you scream!"

She pushed open the door and found Ranma crouched on the floor,
panting and *very* female.

"Oh my! Ranma, is that you?"

"Mom? Wha-- What's happening...?"

Nodoka turned and called down the stairs. "Dear! Ranma has grown
up!"

"Huh?" Why wasn't Nodoka confused? After all, it isn't every day that
your son turns into a woman... isn't it?

***

A moment later, Ranma, male once again, and his entire family were
assembled in the livingroom. Of course, that wasn't saying much,
considering that Ranma was an only child.

Genma laughed. "Wahahahahah! This is a day to celebrate! Is it true?
Has our son finally come of age? I was hoping it would be soon! That's
why I was in such a hurry to get back form our training journey last
month. Dear, is there any more red beans and rice left, or did I eat it 
all?

"You ate it all, dear," Nodoka replied.

"Darnit! Well, then make some more!"

"But Pop! What's going on?" Ranma asked. "I don't understand it!
How the hell could something like this happen?"

"What? You mean that you don't understand *yet*!? Now that you've
matured, your body will change into the opposite sex whenever you
become tense or excited. It's a genetic trait in our family!"

"G... Genetic trait!?!"

"Your mother and I, and now you, we all change in this way! You've
lived with us all your life and you haven't noticed?! A martial artist 
is
supposed to be observant! How can you be observant if you can't even
notice a simple thing like that, pray tell?!"

"Well, I uh..."

"Now, boy, what I have to say to you may come as a bit of a shock, but
I have to tell you that...

Nodoka smiled.

"...As a matter of fact, -I- was the one who gave birth to you!"

This was way too much for Ranma to handle. The full impact of what
his father said began to sink in. It all made sense in a twisted sort of
way. It explained why they had kept moving from place to place during
their training trip: that way he wouldn't form any lasting relationships
with anyone that might cause trouble later. It also explained why his
father had kept insisting that he never reveal any feelings that he 
might
have about a girl to anyone, if he was to become one himself.

If what his father said was true, he was doomed from birth to turn into 
a
woman *any* time that he became excited. He tried briefly to imagine
what it would be like. He couldn't.

Then, he fainted.

[End Part 1]

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Well, this chapter turned out to be a little more like the Futaba-kun
change story than I would have liked, but I managed to work the Ranma
characters' personalities in, including details like Kunou's dialect,
Genma's attitude toward Ranma, and Hinako's gojuu-yen satsu,
although the Futaba-kun elements continued to dominate. I hope to get
away from this soon. If anybody has any ideas for making it a little 
more Ranma-like at this stage, they would be welcome.



Phil

prohackr@hotmail.com


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