In a dark room a boy sleeps. He is an avrage boy of sixteen years of age.
He is staying in a friends house while he studies his art of fighting. He
is engaged to be married to this friends daughter. He loves this girl, but
if he could only tell her how he really felt.
In a room across the hall a girl attempts to sleep. She is sleepy, but
can't seem to drift off. So she dreams of what could be. She loves a boy,
no, a man. She loves him with all her heart. But she seems to get so angry
around him. If she only could learn to control her temper, then she could
tell him. After a long time pondering this, she turns over, pets her pet
pig, and dozes off into a lite sleep.
Not far away a girl is running through the streets. She has long black hair
and is wearing Chinese clothing. This would be normal except for she is in
Japan. She is running towards her loves house, not her true love, but her
forced love. She is carrying a small bottle in her hands. The label to
this bottle reads,"Love Potion #9 1/2". She will get the boy to love her
weather he likes it or not. She remembers her instructions givin to her by
her great grand-mother.
"All you must do is put a drop of this potion onto any males skin and the
first girl they see they will give there heart too. Do not fear great
grand-daughter, this potion only works on males, it can't affect you. Now
go, get me my future son-and-law."
The girl smiles and as she hops onto a nearby roof and gazes for the first
time her target, for through that window lies her soon to be husband.
Somewhere not so far away but aproching from the oppisite direction is
another girl, she would be a normal girl if she was not waiting a leatard
and carying a small bag of love powder. For this black haired girl also
loves this boy. Maby not loves, maby idolises. To this girl, the boy she
loves is a prince, no, a king, no, a god. She must have him, no, she will
have him. He will be hers by the end of the night. Her powder will see to
that. Yes, her love powder will make him love the first girl he sees, and
that girl will be her. With a light giggle she bounds ever closer to her
target.
As the clock strikes midnight both girls arive in their respictive windows.
To intent on contrating on their object of disire to notice eachother, they
hop to the floor inside thes boys room. As they stand at the end of the
boys bed they ready there attacks. Corks are opened and paper is unsealed,
there is nothing stoping them from getting what they want, what they must
have, except eachother.
*bump* The two girls bump into something. They now notice what they have
touched, another human being, a feamale one.
After several moments of realising what they bumped into they begin to
argue, not yelling, not talking, just wispering.
"What you do here evil girl?"
"Why am I suprised, here I am paying a visit to my love, and I find you
sneeking around like some love crazed child."
"I no child! He love me not you. What he see in ugly girl in tights?"
"As if my dear could see anything in an ugly hussy like you."
There voices slowley begin to esclate. They have all ready forgotten what
they have come here to do, or what they carry in there hands.
"I no hussy, I his love, now go way, I wish be alone with my love."
"Sorry, he love only me, for I am..."
Voices again begin to esclate. But the boy on the bed does not awaken altho
the girl in the next room begins to stir.
"You are dead if you no leave."
"So the kittin thinks she's a tiger does she. Well I will have to teach
this kitty how the big cats play."
They both throw the objects in there hands down so they will be able to get
two full hands of hair of there opponent. The bottle and the small envelope
sail through the air and land on the nearby bed. The contents of the bottle
drain out onto the sheet and onto the skin of the sleeping boy. The powder
slips out of the envelope and lands directley on the face of the boy. He
breaths in, and it's bin done. A doubble dose of love, but this still does
not awaken him, he sleeps on.
"I kill you now," the girl in Chinese clothes screems.
"Sorry honey, but I shal never lose to a pessent such as your self," replys
the girl in tights.
*Bang, slam, crash* The lamp has bin destroyed, but has this noise woken
the sleeping boy, no, but the other girl in the room across the hall is up,
and she is not happy.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD?!" She yells as she gets out of bed and makes way for
her fieance's room.
*SLAM* The door opens and the light goes on. Akane sees the two girls
wraped in a doubble hair grip, with her lazy fieance just sitting there.
"RANMA, WHAT IS GOING ON?" Akane screems.
Only now do the two girls notice the intruder. They would not have let go
of eachother if they had not herd the sound coming from behind them. The
sound was of a sleeping boy awakining to his new life, but he din't know
that sa of yet.
"RANMA, WHAT IS KODACHI AND SHAMPOO DOING HERE?? AT THIS TIME OF NIGHT NO
LESS!!"
Ranma sits up and clears his eyes of sleep. Slowley he opens them to see
two girls standing in front of him. He would have seen the third girl if
Shampoo and Kodachi were not blocking his line of sight.
Ranma hates these girls, he despises them, he would marry neather. As he
rises from his bed he suddinley feels wozy. This is an odd fealing, but is
soon passes. Now fully erect he notices the glowing Akane by the door.
Choosing his words carfley he beging his lecture.
"Shampoo, Kodachi," as he sais there names his head burns with a new
fealing, a new emmotion, a new disire. He no longer hates there two girls,
quite the oppisite. He loves these girls. He would have them both, they
are his, he will do anything to have them, he must have them for he loves them.
Stopping for several seconds to regain his thoughts he begins again.
"Shampoo, Kodachi, I love you!"
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"Curse those evil Octopi"
Brian Geringer
http://www.igc.net/~ranma204
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