I've received alot of requests for earlier parts of
'And Life Goes On'. SO here's chapters 1-5, I'll send the
rest in another post. Happy reading!
And Life Goes On
Part 1, chapter 1: The Road To Hell is Paved With
Good Intentions
Dreams are extremely important, more than anyone could
ever imagine. For it is in the dream world in which we lay down
our personalities, our deepest beliefs and goals. It is the one place
when you're completely honest with yourself; you don't lie about
how would keep a wallet filled with thousands of dollars, rather
than return it to the owner. Or that you want to indulge yourself
by eating a banana-split that contains a few million calories.
Dreams are there to keep you from going mad in this world
we set up with lies; if you're not entirely honest to yourself every
once in a while, you start loosing your personality; the world becomes
bleak and desolate place. That is why does that people who don't
dream go slowly crazy. Dreams are a delicate and dependable
part of our life; the one thing you enver want to mess with are
dreams.
Don't say that you never dream; you do. The mind hides it
before you wake up, because the truth in it must be unburied when
awake, otherwise it is of no use. Dreams are only there to help you
unveil them.
Ok, you say. I remember the nightmare where I went to school
naked. Does that mean I want to go to school without any clothes, despite
the embarrassment? Well, maybe. Or you might want to look a little
bit deeper into it.
How about the time I dreamt that there was a T-Rex in my house
along with several other dinosaurs in my apartment, and in order to run
away with them I had to climb a tree in my backyard with my baby-sitter?
Does that mean I want my home to be wrecked by gigantic reptiles? Well,
maybe not, but you wanted your apartment to get wrecked so that you
could get insurance.
Let's take a boy called Saotome Ranma, for example. Not only he
can't make heads or tails of his life, he wouldn't even recognize a normal
life if he saw one. The kid's got furious enemies left and right, a terrible and
humiliating curse, and enough fiancees to have made Henry IVVV green
with envy. Worst of all, none of these fiancees were chosen by him.
He makes an even worse jumble of all of this by fighting the
enemies, rather than talk over their problems (Not as if they would
listen anyway), and let the fiancees do pretty much as they pleased
(To a certain extent).
There was one other thing he was doing to make this situation
even worse, and this was just a reaction to a feeling that Ranma was
extremely confused over. Now, one of the things he hated most was
to be confused, since it left him vrunable to his nemeses. What puzzled
this lad so was a girl called Tendo Akane, who happened to be one of
his fiancees. He didn't understand how he felt about her; since he
became engaged to Akane, he wanted to hate her with his whole being.
But if he didn't watch himself, he found himself almost... well,
liking her. To cover up this confusion, and prevent this feeling, he
insulted and fought with her, which provoked reactions from Akane that
are less than likable.
And yet he loved her. This rarely showed when he was awake,
but in his dreams it's very clear. Of course, most of the time he doesn't
remember of what he dreamt, but when he does, he's in for a surprise.
Shampoo is a very determined girl. It's partially genetics- all
of her ancestors have been very determined- and partially because of her
enviroment. Her first 16 years were spent in her homeland, a Chinese
amazon tribe called Joketsu. No one ever discussed things over in this
tribe- it was all decided over a fight. That's how they got stupid laws
such as you must kill a female outsider if she defeats you in combat.
Shampoo was the best of not only her age, but those that
were ten years younger or older than her. And it's a good thing too,
because once she left China to follow the one she loved, she found
that the fights were even more challenging in Japan. And this was a
problem; all she had wanted back at home was to be the best. But
here, she wanted to marry the man with the most competition. And
worse yet, she couldn't use the 'kiss of death' anymore, as she had
found that Ranma disapproved of this method. So, to keep him happy
she had abandoned it.
Fighting was what Shampoo did best; and next was making weird
mind-changing substances. She knew how to make passion spice, noodles
of loathing and many others. Unfortunately, she had all ready tried half of
what she knew and she still hadn't gained Ranma's love.
It was on a pleasant afternoon that Shampoo was flipping
the book '1001 fast and easy ways to get your man'. She had
ordered it through the mail four weeks ago, waited impatiently
for it to arrive, and now that she had it in her possession she
found that she had all ready tried half of the techniques in it.
And these weren't fast- some of them took a year to work!
<:What a rip-off,:> Shampoo thought. <:I don't have time
for all this waiting, I want Ranma now!:> She sighed, and started
imagining their marriage; of Ranma telling how deeply he loved her;
the strong and courageous children they would have. Snapping out
of her daydream, she continues searching.
<:Let's see.... this takes less than a day, but I have no idea
where to get a dragon's heart. No good, this one takes a month,
this one doesn't work half the time, I've already tried this one...:>
Shampoo pulled her and screamed. "Shampoo so frustrated! At this
rate, Shampoo never get married!"
"What's wrong, Shampoo?" Shampoo suddenly felt relieved;
her great-grandmother was intelligent and could surely think of a way
to help her.
"Shampoo buy new recipe book, but is useless. And this book
was last in catalogue. What Shampoo do now?" As she asked the old
woman for help, she went on looking in the book. Cologne hopped to
Shampoo on her staff, and read over her shoulder.
"Turn back two pages." Shampoo did so, and Cologne quickly
read it. "Oh, I know someone that used that one. It's very effective,
you might want to try it." Shampoo skimed it.
"Aiya, but this take two days!"
"True, but it lasts a life-time. While others take a second and
lasts a day, this one takes longer to work but the effects are permanent.
I'd say it's worth the wait." Shampoo pouted, she wasn't all that patient.
"All right, if great-grandmother say so." She picked up the book
and carried it into the kitchen. Setting it onto the counter, she gave
herself the time to read the whole thing slowly and carefully.
"It say....
" 'Dream-lover chicken soup. Make normal chicken soup,
and... (A long recipe follows). After man eat this, in about 2 or 3 days he
will have excessive dreams of the person he loves, and will remember them
all. He will realize his love for this person, and marry them. The effects are
forever, since he truly is in love with her, not by some drug.'
"Great-granmother was right!This perfect! Shampoo know Ranma
love her, just to shy to say so!" Shampoo started to get to work, unaware
of the the disaster she was going to cause.
And Life Goes On
Part 1, chapter 2: Won't You Dream of Me?
Shampoo eyed the room carefully for any awake people, and gingerly
entered Ranma's room. It was a good thing that there was a full moon that
night, otherwise Shampoo might have stepped on Genma (sleeping as a human,
for a change) and set off the alarm throughout the house. Or maybe Genma
would have gone right on sleeping, being so used to pain.
One might ask Shampoo why she was sneaking into Ranma's room
at night; is she trying to seduce him, abduct him, or what? What she held
in one hand might hold the answer to that question; it's a bowl of chicken soup.
Yeah, that makes a helluva lot of sense.
Shampoo makes her way to the snoring Ranma stealthily, and squats
next to him. After admiring his sleeping form for a few seconds, Shampoo
remembers what she came in here for. She spoons a bit of the soup, props
up his head, and feeds him a little. Some of it dribbles out of his mouth,
but most of it goes in.
She continues feeding him until most of it has been fed to him
(another good portion of it is on his chin and shirt), and lays him back down
gently. Wiping what she can off the nightshirt and her hand, she holds his
hand a little, watching his chest rise and fall. She thinks of the happy times
they'll have once they are together and married, all the things that the future
holds for them. The young, yet gorgeous, girl strokes the hair from Ranma's
forehead, and lifts herself up, not wanting to leave but knowing if she stayed,
Akane might run in and ruin everything.
*:Sometimes, Ranma.... sometimes I wish you and I were the only
people on this planet. No one to interfere with us... you'd be all mine, no
one to fight you for. But don't worry Ranma, soon, we'll be together. Sleep
tight, my love.:* She left the room then, only Ranma's stained shirt
and the bowl as proof that she had been there.
Meanwhile....
Ranma was NOT happy. He had just been chased by twenty
or so cats, which didn't turn out to be so bad because he stopped
running away from them and pounded them all into the ground.
That was sweet.
All was fine and dandy as Ranma stood upon the huge pile of
cats, but then this huge Akane, who really didn't look like her, rather
she looked like a 50 year old woman who had ten lemons for lunch
but really WAS Akane, and things went downhill from there. First,
she blamed Shampoo's sudden appearance on Ranma, which made
no sense at all because all she was doing was standing and doing
nothing, no reason for Akane to get all riled up about it. And worse
yet, Akane started shoving some food down his throat; it was tasty,
but there are better ways to enjoy a meal by having an ugly lady
stuffing it into you.
Something strange happened afterwards, though. Akane
'got younger', her face was no longer sour, and she looked like
herself. In fact, she had a much calmer and sweeter expression
than what we usually see her with.
Ranma changed, too. Not physically, but the state he was
in. Just two seconds ago he was scared out of his mind, annoyed
and angry. Now, looking at this peaceful Akane he felt ashamed
that he could be so mean to her. He waved to her shyly, motioning
to come nearer; she skipped to him.
"Hi, Ranma." Her voice was soft, a softer tone than this
tomboy had ever used on Ranma. "Sorry for hitting you all the time."
Ranma gulped, not expecting any of this; usually, he found, when Akane
was being extra sugary to him, she pounded him two seconds later.
This time, though, he could tell the other shoe would never drop.
"D-don't think of it." He stammered, not quite sure how to act
when Akane was genuinely happy to be with him. He tried to avoid
her gaze by taking a look at what she was wearing he regretted it.
Generally did not like Akane's fashion sense, but right now he loved
it. She was wearing a sun dress; it was a light shade of blue;
it's straps were thin; the skirt flared out a bit, joined
with a white belt, and on her feet were Mary Janes. The
outfit added to her present cuteness.
He just looked at her, blinking. *She actually....
she actually looks cute. No, not cute. Beautiful, maybe?*
She took his hand in concern, and asked him,
"Ranma, are you all right? You're just standing
there, I'm worried about you." Ranma took a double take;
Akane? Worried about HIM? He tried to laugh the strange
feeling he was getting off.
"Oh, I'm fine, don't sweat it Akane." It didn't work;
the warmth he felt earlier took over him; there wasn't a
cruel thought about her in him now. Looking at the empty
beach which had suddenly appeared before them, "Race ya."
She grinned and kneeled, displaying her tomboyish nature.
"You're on." He kneeled next to her, counting 1 to 4,
and then shouted,
"GO!" They jogged, not going for speed, just fun.
Akane giggled, happy to let out the energy within her, and
Ranma was content to see Akane being more like herself.
The two fell onto the sand after a few minutes, a bit
tired. When Akane regained her breath, Ranma was very
surprised to hear "Get up, you moron!"
"Huh?"
"Get up all ready!" A wave came over the couple,
and Ranma awakes to find herself spitting out water, and
to see Akane holding an empty bucket of water. "If you
don't hurry Ranma, you won't get any breakfast." She stared
at her, not quite sure of what was reality and dream-land yet.
"Akane?... Weren't we on the beach a moment ago?
You were..." She moved her hands a lot, trying to figure
out where the sand and the docile Akane had gone. "What
the hell's going on here?"
"I dunno, but you were probably dreaming. Why on
earth would I be on a beach with you?" She left, leaving
Ranma-chan even more confused.
*Why would I dream about Akane and I on the be-*
and then it hit him *I thought she was beautiful! Do I have a
fever or somethin'? Man, that was spooky.* She stood up,
not noticing the ramen bowl by his bed.
And Life Goes On
Part 1, chapter 3: The Start of a Confusing Day
As Ranma clambered down the stairs, he gave some
serious thought to his dream last night; he could vaguely
remember having such dreams before, but it scared him a
little to have such a vivid memory of it. He could still recall
Akane's smile, and how warm it had made him feel inside.
"Morning, Ranma." Kasumi greeted him, as he entered
the dinning room. He took a seat next to Akane, and began to
furiously eat the food laid out in front of him. Akane watched,
disgusted by her fiancee's manners.
"I can see why Kuno and the others think so lowly of
you; you've got the decency of a pig." Ranma paused a moment,
considering a reply that would get him tossed into the pond by
Akane; deciding upon it in less than a second, he opened his
mouth and...
Nothing. Even now, as she started their morning fight,
he could still see the image of the kind, gentle Akane from his
dream. He simply couldn't snap back at her, or didn't want to.
It'd blow away one of the few gentle memories he had of Akane.
"Need hearing-aids, Ranma? I'm sure I could get you a
pair, at a bargain price." Nabiki offered, pleased to have found another
possible money source in Ranma; she knew he wouldn't want Kuno
to know he needed them, or Ryoga, or anybody else for that matter.
"I don't need no hearing aids." He mumbled, not wanting to
put up with Nabiki this morning; not that he ever wanted to, anyway.
*How Nabiki is related to Akane I'll never understand; I mean, Akane's
so much swee-* He bit on his chopstick hard, breaking it in half, again
surprised what was running through his mind. "Ow!"
"Aw, what's wrong, did poor Ranma bite his tongue?"
Akane asked, using a mocking voice even more than the one she
used for P-chan. Ranma spit out the broken half of his chopstick
to show his sudden cause of pain. Everybody just looked at the
broken chopstick, and resumed eating, not impressed by the
hardness of his teeth; it after all, was no harder than his head.
Ksaumi observed her family and friends in the silent way she
always did; noticing the odd events that were caused because of
them, but not making much out of it. Kasumi figured that if it was
any of her business, she'd be told about it. Above kindness, above
being a good role model to her sisters, Kasumi valued privacy.
She noticed her youngest sister was again starting to bicker
with Ranma, and smiled to herself. She admitted, at first she had
puzzled over this remarkable behavior, even if it didn't have nothing
to do with her. Well, actually it did, since she was the one to clean
up their messes, but that was besides the point. Kasumi finally decided
that it was another form of practicing; she didn't know if there was such
a thing as 'Verbal Fights Martial Arts', but knew if there was Akane
and Ranma would be the top fighters. And who knew, with so
many different and unique martial arts styles Kasumi has witnessed
in her 19 years, it could very well exist.
"Aw, what's wrong, did Ranma bite his tongue?" Kasumi was
touched; Akane, finally worried about her fiancee! Well, maybe it
wasn't so good Ranma had broken his chopstick; did he have to
demonstrate his martial arts skills at the table?
Ranma got up to get a new one, and Kasumi felt a pang of
guilt, thinking how she should have gotten it for him. Deciding to
make it up for him later by making his favorite dinner, Kasumi then
tried to start a conversation going. "What are you going to do today
after school, Akane?" Akane munched, clearing her mouth of all
food before she answered.
"I'm going to the movies with some friends." Nabiki perked
up her ears; knowing Akane's plans always came in handy, her
admirers always are willing to pay a pretty sum for that information.
"You're going to that new martial arts film?" Akane eyed her
sister suspiciously, knowing all ready how she planned to use this piece
of news; and she knew the last thing she wanted was to have Kuno
crash into the theater, searching for her.
"Naw, we haven't decided yet. And I doubt we'll go there
we get enough of that here. And it's live, too." Akane didn't
feel too bad as she watched Nabiki's face fall a little; the less
Nabiki knew, the less embarrassment and trouble she'd cause for
Akane.
Ranma pretended to be eating, but secretly listened in on
their conversation. *Akane's going to the movies? I wonder- no,
wait, I don't care what Akane's doing, she doesn't in the least
interest me. Not in the slightest, uhn-uhn.* Ranma ate faster,
wanting to concentrate on stuffing the food down his throat rather
than on Akane.
He felt a hand on his shoulder's, and heard "Ranma-kun,
why not join Akane and her friends?" Ranma spat out half the
contents of the food in his mouth, and Akane wrinkled her face.
"Dad! I want to have a normal, peaceful day for once! Not
only I don't want him there, but he'd bring with him anything but peace!"
"Don't make it sound like I wanna go with ya, I've better
things to do than hand out with a group of dopey girls!" Ranma
slammed on hand on the table, raising himself a little. Akane
imitated his moves, and asked sweetly,
"Like what?" He face faulted, trying to quickly think up an
answer.
"I, uh, that is, I'm going to visit Ucchan's." By reading her
face, he knew he had made a mistake. He raised his hands to
protect his face from a blow, but to his surprise, none came.
"How good for you, Ranma." She gave him a sweet smile,
sat again, and ate the remaining bits of food in her bowl, as Ranma
sat confused. Putting the bowl down, she stood up. "Oh, and Ranma...."
"What?" A fist answered his question, followed by angry stomps.
And Life Goes On
Part 1, chapter 4: Look, Ma! I Did It With My Own Two Hands!
As Shampoo looked over her books, she sighed. Studying
never had been a strong suit of Shampoo's, she always concentrated
more on fighting. It was in fighting were all the power could be
gained, warriors were much more respected than scholars. But for
some reason, one could not become the head of the village without a
certain amount of knowledge, most of which Shampoo lacked.
"Oh, Shampoo tired of studying all these laws! I know all
important ones."
"Do you really, child?" Cologne closed the book of amazon
laws. "Tell me, what is rule 567?"
"Um... that one is about how to wear hair, yes?"
" ':No male citizen is allowed to own more than seven weapons,
or carry more than three except during special tournaments or if they
have a license.:' " Opening the book to see if she was correct, Shampoo
frowned.
"That not important law, great-grandmother. Shampoo know
what she need know."
"Of course it is! This law prevents the men from rebelling.
Shampoo, even if we're not in China right now, we are going to return
after you marry my future son-in-law, and it's essential for you to know
these things!"
"Ok, ok, but it is not one of more important laws. Ask me one
that is more well-known."
"Law 345."
"Um... aw...." Shampoo scratched her head. "I not remember,
you sure that is important law?"
"What do you think? It's...." Cologne stopped mid-sentence, and
started turning the pages.
"What is it, great-grandmother?"
"I forgot it too."
"Then how can it be so important?"
"Every law is important! Just because one fails my memory it
doesn't mean a thing- oh, here it is. This is one you should know
Shampoo, it's very important for you."
"What it say? Hmmm... ':If one's husband is defeated another
male in battle, and does not win within four days, the wife must marry
the victor. (This only applies if the wedding ceremony has not been
performed yet)'" Shampoo looked up, confused. "Why this important
to Shampoo? Ranma always win, I have no need worry."
"But let's say if he goes to the hospital after the fight, and must
remain there for more than four days; it doesn't matter why Ranma
wouldn't be able to fight again, simply that he didn't."
"Great-grandmother, you really need to have more faith in Ranma.
No one can beat him, after all!"
"Oh, my pig-tailed-girl... how I long to pull thee into my embrace,
and keep you there forever by holding you with the strength in my arms.
When that happens, we can be together forever! But, if that was to happen,
I would not be able to hold onto Tendo Akane! I am only so large, and
I fear to be fair to the both you, I would have to hug separately." Kuno
said pasionently to the portrait of his beloved pig-tailed-girl.
Turning to a picture of his two true loves fighting over him, Kuno
sat, deep in thought. It would not do to have either of them harm
themselves to duel over him. Even if they were only making faces at each
other in the picture, who knows to what degree of harming the other had
they gone to?
"Oh, how my heart doth weep! I love them equally, but to ask
them to both marry me would be cruel! It tears at my heart to make such
a decision, but for their sake, I must choose!" An alarm clock started to go
off. "Is there an important enough event to disturb my meditation?" Looking
at the clock, "Oh. It's time for school."
On Ranma's face was a rather large bruise, in a shape of a fist. "Did
you really have to hit me that hard, Akane? And for no good reason, too."
"Shut up, Ranma." After hearing Ranma's plans for the day,
Akane's good mood had gone down. Even if he did go to Ucchan's
almost everyday, he didn't have to tell her. And she didn't care what
Ranma did anyway, so got some useless information.
Normally, Ranma would have come up with some snappy
comeback, but he was too busy trying to sort of his feelings. It seemed
that as more time passed, the world became a nicer place. Maybe
Nabiki was not totally mercenary, and Mr. Tendo wasn't really that
annoying. Hell, Ranma was starting to forgive his old man for a lot of
the stuff he had done to him, even, his engagement to....
*No, don't think about that. If you do, who knows where'll lead me?*
"Nihao!" Shampoo greeted as she jumped of her bicycle, which
fell on top of Akane, jumped and right into Ranma's arms. "How is my
Ranma today?" Pushing to bicycle off of her, Akane glared at Shampoo.
"Just when did he become _your_ Ranma?"
"Well, he certainly not Akane Ranma, because he love me! Is
that not right?" Shampoo smiled at Ranma, waiting for an answer to
affirm what she just said.
"Uh, Shampoo, I have to-"
"Saotome Ranma, I challenge you!" Kuno exclaimed, as he ran
to Ranma, his bokken held high.
"Fight Kuno. 'Scuse me for a sec." Pushing Shampoo aside,
Ranma waited until Kuno was a foot away from him, and stepped
aside just as Kuno lowered his bokken. The bokken made a great dent
on the cement. Holding the bokken toward Ranma, Kuno waited for
Ranma to advance. "I'll let you have the first strike, Kuno."
"I need not any favors from you! Once I have smitten thee, I
shall force you to give up the pig-tailed-girl and Tendo Akane "
"Give up Akane? Oh, you don't need to fight me for her, just ask
her, I'm sure she'd be more than happy to. Right, Akane?"
"Ranma....." Akane growled, raising her school bag. Ranma
looked in her direction, realizing his blunder.
"Woah! I'm, er, sor-" Too late. Akane threw the bag, hard and fast.
With the speed of a bullet, Kuno pushed the bag away from
Ranma with his bokken, and smashed the wooden sword onto the top
of Ranma's head. For a second, it looked as if Ranma might just absorb
the blow, but instead he fell over.
And Life Goes On
Part 1, chapter 5: Would You Do it Too, If It Happend To You?
Shampoo, very upset at what she has just seen, runs to Ranma
and shakes him. "Wake up, Ranma! Fight is not over yet!" Kuno walks
over to Ranma, just as surprised as Akane and Shampoo on his victory,
but much more happy about it.
"I always knew that Saotome was not worthy of my attention.
Now, Tendo Akane, we can be reunited at last!" Kuno, overjoyed at
this thought ran to one of his true loves, his arms outstretched.
"Save it, Kuno." Unlike most people that would be flattered by
speeches of love, Akane had grown all to used to it- and weary of it.
Especially when it came from the lips of Kuno Tatewaki. So she pushed
the love sick boy away, and checked the health of the unconscious Ranma.
"I don't think he's going to get up anytime soon, Shampoo." Getting up,
Shampoo clenched her fist and smiled.
"Shampoo not worried, she sure Ranma will fight Kuno when
he wake up. After all, I know he want marry me, he not let sickling
like Kuno have me."
"Er, Shampoo, what are you talking about?" Shampoo froze; she
knew Akane had no feelings for Ranma -well, Akane hated him, but
that was about it and hated Shampoo as well. And when one hates
another, they only cause trouble. If Akane heard about the law citing
she had to marry Kuno, she'd probably come up with some scheme to tear
her away from Ranma forever.
"It not Akane business, is Ranma and mine alone." Shampoo
picked up Ranma, and set him in the basket of her bike. "Now Shampoo
take Ranma back to Nekohanten so that she can take care of him."
"I don't think so Shampoo, we have to go to school."
"Would Akane prefer to take care of Ranma herself?" Shampoo
waited to see if Akane would rise to her challenge. Akane backed off,
not wishing to show any signs of affection for her fiancee.
"Do whatever you like with him." Akane turned around, and
went again in the direction of school, as Shampoo began to pedal to
the Nekohanten. When Akane was sure nobody was looking, she
sank her fist into the nearest telephone pole.
Nabiki smiled from her hiding spot behind the bushes. In her hand,
she held one of the mightiest, if not the mightiest weapons ever thought by
man: a camera. A camera is truly a thing of beauty; small enough to fit in
your hand, and if you use it correctly, could bring you your fortune. And
it was cheap, too.
This was great. Nabiki had expected Kuno to loose, of which she
would take pictures of. The she'd show the pictures to Kuno, threatening
to pass the proof of his defeat around the school. Sure, it was a well known
fact that Ranma was forever beating Kuno, but Kuno refused to believe
that, and always wanted to keep his records clean.
However, this was much, much better: Ranma actually loosing!
Ranma still had a reputation to keep clean, and his ego was just as large as
Kuno's, if not larger. He may be not as rich, but Nabiki could make him her
'slave' for a few hours, and sell him. People were always eager to either
go out on a date with him, or have him do favors that required strength or
agility.
A bit cruel, maybe. But any respect Nabiki had ever held for
Ranma (Which had been quite a bit, to tell the truth) had been diminished
the instant she found out he was a girl. Oh, Nabiki supposed she'd have
gotten over it if he was a permanent female, but not even that he was!
And she couldn't believe her father still wanted one of them to marry him;
what kind of father was he? Engaging them off to some aquatransexual
stranger.
Seeing how stubborn her father was going to be with this fiancee
business, she pushed the duty onto Akane's shoulders. She wouldn't let
any of the Tendo sisters get married to some freak; if Kasumi had become
his fiancee, Nabiki knew she'd marry him. Nabiki could take care of herself,
but she really didn't want to bother. Akane was perfect; since she didn't like
any boys, she didn't have to worry about not being able to get a boyfriend;
and if anyone could get herself out of a predicament (using violence), it
was Akane.
Nabiki wasn't surprised when Ranma started showing signs
of interest towards Akane; she had yet to meet a guy that wouldn't
fallen for her. And she loved it; poor Ranma would have to go
through a heartbreak as Akane dumped him (Nabiki took perverse
pleasure in watching Ranma suffer, from time to time, since she
knew he'd never raise a hand against her).
However, she was bitterly disappointed and extremely surprised
when Akane herself started showing signs of affection to Ranma;
Akane, the one who never remorse when she said a flat-down 'no' to
someone asking her out on a date; Akane, who's interested in men was
about as large as the size of the brain of a cockroach; Akane, the girl
who considered wearing anything else other than her gi or school uniform
as fancy. Akane, her sister! Of all people to fall in love. And with Ranma.
Please!
Which was why Nabiki felt she had to be a little meaner to
Ranma than most people. He had made her get all dressed up, set hr
hopes high, only to make her dreams of owning the dojo shattered. Then
he manages to attract Akane, and to pile onto that, he cheats on her.
She tried to turn Akane away from Ranma, seeing how he was only
going to bring her pain, but gave up when she realized it was a lost
cause. So instead, she took advantage of Ranma every way possible.
<Yep,> Nabiki thought, <Ranma's gonna have to fork over a lot.>
Isabel Arantes