On Sun, 28 Apr 1996, The Undefeated Vice-Captain of the Furinkan High Kendo Club wrote:

	Ranma, who seldomly picked up on subtlety, noticed Akane's 
unease. "Yeah well, that's great but we've got to get to school so we'll 

great, but we've

	"Well, I hope I 'run' into you again Akane Tendo," Maru called to

again, Akane Tendo

their retreating forms. He added one more thing before they were out of
earshot. "And your little brother too." 

Heh!  Now that's a new one :)
 

	"...and Shampoo," Akane was saying in hushed tones "we can never get

tones.  "We can

	Akane nodded her head in agreement. While it may have been true
that one didn't often find Ranma in deep thought, he was generally a very
good judge people. If something about Maru Omu bothered Ranma, then

judge of people.

something about Maru Omu was bothersome. 

Actually, I think he's a lousy judge of people, but that's just my biased 
opinion :)

	Shampoo sighed again, and got down off of him. "Guess, I no get 

Guess Shampoo no get

	Shampoo sighed and translated it for him(to the best of her
ability anyway)"A fighter's gut is good friend." 

Heh.  I like that.
 

	"Hmph," Ranma frowned, "that sounds almost like something pop would
say.  Anyway, thanks for your help Shampoo." 

help, Shampoo."
 

	"Sorry," Ranma voiced quickly, "gotta run!" He was out of the 
door and on a roof in under a minute.

Gotta Run!
 

	Ranma contemplated his next move as he ran along the rooftops. If 
his feelings about this guy were right he should warn the friends with 

right, he should

whom he hadn't yet spoken. As he was thinking about where to go 
next, he realized that he hadn't even told Shampoo who this guy was so 
that she could look out for him. He turned around and headed back toward 
Nekohanten.

Now that's Ranma :)
 

"This is for your own good Shampoo," Mousse told her.

good, Shampoo,
 

	"Whoah." was the joint response from the other occupants of the room.

I don't think they'd say Whoah :)
 

	Mousse knew his nose was broken and he knew something was 
terribly wrong. In the many times he and Ranma had fought, neither of 
them had ever been this injured. Something was different about him. 
Mousse looked up in time to see Ranma pull a sabre out of seemingly 
nowhere and prepare to swing a deadly arc.

Mrr?
 

	Ranma gave ground readily as Mousse advanced. He nodded his head 
approvingly at Mousse's rage, as if impressed, but not surprised. He 
seemed quite content to weather the storm as it were and let Mousse's 
rage play itself out. For all of his power and anger Mousse had not 

anger, Mousse

	Ring-a-ling-a-ling. The bell on the door chimed as Ranma Saotome 
walked in.

ahh :)
 

	
	Well, the fact that you had the patience to get through this 
impresses me.  All comments, praises, and/or flames are welcome. 

I assume this will be continued :)
Like finding out why this guy wants to hamburgerize Shampoo and Mousse. 
etc, etc, etc.


John Walter Biles :  MA-History, Ph.D Wannabe at U. Kansas         
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