Here comes chapter 2, when Mark makes it to Nerima. (Boy does She need
a name-change or what?)

     Black Lightning Design Group presents:
     Is This a Dream?
     Or a Nightmare?
          Chapter 2
     A Ranma 1/2 Fan-fic

     *I finally made it to Japan*  I think as I walk off the boat. 
     That
was the scariest ride of my life.  I didn't know what anyone was
saying, and I didn't know what their intentions were.  I remembered
how I noticed that I had put on my pants with credit-card first.  That
was my first life-saver.  The second was finding a translator at the
nearest Chinese city, boy was he helpful.  The first (and most
important) detain that he helped me with was getting clothes for
myself.  I was slightly embarrassed by having to try out the girls
clothes in the store, but the guy was helpful.  Even though he
couldn't find the store to begin with.
     The other thing he helped me with was getting on the boat to
     Japan.
He acted as my father and got me on, handed me the card back, and got
on the boat too.  I haven't seen him since.  Oh, well.  At least I
found this cute black piglet in my room.
     My room.  The one thing I hated, for it was there that I found
     out
something about my new body.
*** Flashback ***
     I was getting ready for bed, and my piggy was sitting in the
     corner,
with his back to me.  I found that funny for the first few days, but I
thought that that was the way he had been trained.  I was taking off
my pants when my hand slipped.  somehow, instead of slipping outside
the pants, they fell in.
     White fire gripped my mind as I tried to move my hand.  The pig
     heard
me and came up to me.  Probably to see what was wrong.  I couldn't
see, or hear for that matter.  The pig, somehow, managed to pull my
hand out of my pants.  I lay there gasping for breath.  That felt ...
weird.  I felt tears welling up again, but this time I managed to stop
them.  True it felt good, but the good feeling was doing something to
me ... I can't remember my father anymore.  I was scared, and somehow
the pig felt that.  He snuggled up to me and we both fell asleep, me
half clothed. *** End Flashback ***
     I didn't try to take off my clothes very often, after that.  Only
     when
my pig was nearby or some nice woman.  That didn't happen again, but I
am scared that it might.
     The first thing I tried to do is look for that nice translator
     again,
but he didn't seem to be on the boat anymore.  I shrugged, and then
walked to the nearest store.  I had to be able to understand people
somehow ... and I don't think that the translator would be coming
back.  I was in luck, the first store I came across had a
Japanese-English computer translator. for how much credit I had left
on the card, I could afford it, and still have some cash for later.
     First thing I did was buy the translator, then ask the cashier
     where I
could get cash withdrawals from my card.  The store owner asked what
currency, I said Yen.  He asked for how much, then I thought, *How
much? Well, cab, train, Nabiki... I'd say about 100,000 yen would
do... I think I have that much left...*  I asked for 100,000 yen, and
he obliged me.  The account said it was completely empty now, so when
I got out of eyesight of the store, I shredded the card, and threw it
out.
     Now that I have money, I should try to get to Nerima.  I walk
     over to
one of those police-box things.  I ask if he understands English.  He
nods.  I ask him how to get to Nerima.  The police man looks at my
piggy, at me, then calls a cab.  He tells the cab driver something,
and pushes me into the back.  I pull my piggy along with me.  It
wasn't too long of a drive.  When we get into Nerima itself, he asks
me something.  As I can't understand him, I look up what he said in
the computer.  The computer translates <Where to now?>  I type madly
for a second, then I tell the cabby "Tendou Dojo"  The cabby nods and
we're off again.
     We finally make it to the Dojo.  I ask the cabby how much, and
     _he
just waves the money away_.  I'm surprised at that, but nod, and thank
him. I get out of the car, and walk up to the house.  I hear from the
other side someone shouting "Ranma no baka" or something like that.  I
guess that I'm at the right spot.  My piggy is wide eyed as I walk up
to the house.  I wonder why?
     A nice woman opens the door after I knock, and asks me something.
      I
look it up in the translator, and I type in my reply ... the woman
watches me for a second, then calls to someone inside.  I watch
intently until this other girl walks up to me.  I think that I should
remember her for something.  Remember.  I can't remember very much
anymore.  I can't even remember my own name.
     I look at the two women in confusion.  I look at the computer.  I
can't read anymore.  I blurt out the one thing I can remember, I hope
it is important.  "Ranma." I say, even as I fall unconscious. ******
Well, here's chapter 2 of my puny fan-fic, hope you like it!
               Shadow Dancer
                    of
       Black Lightning Design Group
        danceshadows@geocities.com
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      Stress Relief
   All stressed out?  Sometimes it helps to think
of happy scenes.  Maybe a pastoral field, a field
with a babbling brook.  You're there on a lovely
summer's day...holding someone's head under the 
water.  Now you're letting them up for a second.
Then blam!  Back into the freezing water!  Over
and over again!  There.  Feel better?