Prince of the Sun: A self-insertion story.

written by: anand rao
proof-read by: anand rao
reviewed by: anand rao

send all CC and flames to anandr@earthlink.net

CC will be appreaciated, flames will be read and conrtibute
to my growing medical bills.
(mental problems, you understand...)

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Anand walked through the sun drenched streets of Nerima.  
It was indeed a beautiful day in Japan.  This was the last

stop on his five-year trip around the world.  He was proud
of his decision to skip college and travel.  He had learned

more in the past five years than he could have at any
University.  

His long black hair flowed when a slight breeze picked up
and 
finely honed muscles rippled thorugh his blue slacks and
beige 
blazer.  (definitely a dream sequence on the author's
part)
He sighed as he contemplated how he spend the coming months

in Tokyo. Suddenly, as he was rounding a street corner,
someone
came barreling into him, leading both people to stumble
onto the 
the ground.  

Anand was stunned for a moment then looked at the person
that he had
run into him. Said person was a young man, about 17 years
of age, and
was wearing a red Chinese-style shirt and had a short
pony-tail.

"Watch were you're goin'!"  Ranma growled out as he slowly
stood up.

"Excuse me?  YOU ran into ME!"  Anand said indignantly.

"Yeah well, whatever..." Ranma replied as he tried to step
around Anand.

As Ranma walked by Anand said, "Listen kid, I know you're
young, so  maybe
this behavior can be excused, but you really need to learn
better manners."

Ranma turned around, "Yeah? and who's gonna teach me you?"

Anand held is hands up in peaceful gesture.  "Let it go
kid, you DON'T want
to fight me."

Ranma stood back and got into a fighting stance. 

"I WAS in a hurry, but I'm always in the mood for a good
fight." Ranma said.

Anand smirked, "Your funeral kid."

Anand stepped back and placed his arms in a pyramid
position over his chest.
He slowed his breathing and started the incantation for the
Surya Nama Skar.

"Om na-mon...."

Ranma, with a bored look on his face, formed a small Ki
ball between his
hands and let it fly towards his opponent.   The Ki ball
hit Anand squarely
in the chest.  The force of the blast threw Anand into a
tree and he broke
his neck and died.

Ranma looked at the broken body of the man he just killed. 


"Damn!  That was quick."  He turned around and started
heading for home.

"I wonder what Kasumi made for dinner?*

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THE END
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Contrary to what you might believe after reading this
story,
I LOVE self-insertion fics.  My favorite fan fiction of 
all time
is Twisted Path, followed by Bubblegum Zone, and UF.  Oh
My
God looks really good too.  

Anyways, I've been trying to write a self-insertion fic for
about a year
now.  I was never able to wirte one that wasn't, well....
to put it 
bluntly, dumb.  The above story is the best I could come up
with.
My main character never turned out to be too lovable.  You
should be
glad he died, I am.  :)

-anandr