Hello!
I’ve been out of the fanfic game for quite a bit.
A while back, I started on the YARF saga (Yet Another untitled Ranma
Fanfic) and never got around to finishing it. Basically I got caught up
in some other things and the story went in a totally different direction
than I had intended. Any writer can tell you that these things happen on
occasion. When I get the chance, I intend to go back, clean it up and
give it an extensive reworking. Anyone who may have missed it can Email
me for a copy, as I don’t think it’s on any archive. C&C on that one and
this one will be most appreciated.
Anyway, without a modem to play multiplayer Quake via the internet, I
started going at it again and this started flowing out.
Most of the basic intro stuff has been gone over too many times to
imagine, so I tried to leave only relevant things in this first part.
If anyone like this start we’ll see where it goes. :)
RANMA : GAIJIN -TEASER-
by Paul Meaney
paulm@inetnow.net
“Kasumi! Nabiki! Akane! Come down!” Soun Tendo shouted at the house. “
I have an announcement I’d like to make!”
Kasumi was first to arrive, being the most obedient daughter. “What is
it father?”
Nabiki arrived next.
“Akane?” Soun called. “Where is that girl?”
“She’s in the Dojo, Daddy. I’ll get her.” Nabiki responded.
Unconsciously patting her camera.
It was still raining when Ranma left his house. He didn’t mind the rain
so much. Especially today. It seemed to match his mood. Dark, gloomy and
unpredictable. He looked back on his empty home and went off to meet his
future in-laws..
“Fiancee?” Nabiki asked.
“When did this happen?” Akane muttered. “Don’t we have some say in who
we’re supposed to marry?”
“Now, now girls..” Soun started “Ranma’s parents sent this letter from
America months ago, so they should be here any time now.”
As if on cue, there came a knock on the door.
“Oooh!’ cooed Nabiki. “I wonder if that’s Ranma!!”
They quickly got up to answer the door. Upon opening the door, they
gazed upon a teenage boy under an umbrella. He carried a look on his
face that no boy his age should have. Soun couldn’t quite place it. But
tried to ignore the boy’s ragged look and tried to speak..
“Are you..”
The boy bowed down. “My name is Saotome Ranma.”
A twinkle in Soun’s eyes brightened and a smile crossed his face. “At
last we finally meet, son!” he started. “But.. where are your parents? I
thought that they would come with you..”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Tendo..” Ranma began. “My parents are dead.”
To be continued...