Some of you might have seen this on my web page.  And with all those
e-mails I was getting to finish it, (okay, just one e-mail :)  ) I just
typed the new stuff up.  I just wanna see if you guys think I should
just end it where I am or continue on.  Since I just type it up, there should
be grammar errors and stuff. 





Bile Studio Presents:
Under
by Jang Choe

The cool, summer breeze whipped through their hairs, disarraying it.
There was a small gathering at a barren lot.  They seemed to have
crowded around something.  In the middle stood two people, Ranma and
a normal looking Japanese teen with a scar down from his forehead,
passing his right eye, down to his lip.

Ranma got into his fighting stance and waited for his opponent to 
move.  "So, you want to challenge me?"  Ranma said.

"Under,"  the challenger said. "remember it while I send you to
hell."

"Bastard!"

Ranma charged towards Under.  Under just smirked and aimed a kick to
Ranma's head. Much to Ranma's surprise, it connected.  Then Under
ducked down and sweeped Ranma.  Under than grabbed Ranma and threw
him up in the air.  As Ranma fell, Under stuck his knee out, and
Ranma landed on it.  Ranma fell to the ground, hurt and groaning.
Under grabbed him by the collar and punched him on the bridge of the
nose.  As Ranma's head flew back, blood gushed out like a fountain
from his nose. 
     
Ranma looked at his opponent, dazed, not able to do anything. Under
than side kicked Ranma in the stomach and knocked Ranma through some
rubble. Under strutted toward Ranma, cracking his knuckles.  Then he
grabbed Ranma by the hair and bashed his knee into Ranma's face a
couple of times and threw Ranma's face through the wall.  Under
slowly released Ranma's head and kicked it away.  Ranma was thrown a
couple of feet away, half consciouses and barely alive, but he
managed to stand up.
     
Under sneered and elbowed Ranma to the ground, gave a good, grinding
stomped on Ranma's back, and a sickening crack shot through the air.
Ranma didn't even scream as he died.  Under then kicked Ranma for
good measure and walked away as the crowed parted as the Red Sea.
There is a new foe to be feared, and it was Under.

The Tendos and Saotomes were slightly disappointed about Ranma's
death.  There is nothing that could be done.  Ranma was now dead, and
they realized that.  Nothing could bring him back.  Shampoo and
Cologne reluctantly left, for there is no husband to be found there,
and why would they want a husband that lost in battle?  Mousse, of
course, followed Shampoo back to China.

The others were sad for Ranma.  Akane took this the hardest, for two
people she loved died, her mother and Ranma.  Akane soon grew up,
becoming a woman. The death of two people helped her to mature
faster, and soon she became married to a doctor named Akira.

<=- -=>

The apartment I lived in was a nicely furbished one.  My husband,
Akira, provides us with a sizable income.  I sat on my leather couch
and watched a game show.  Those contestants are all idiots.  They
could never get the correct answers for the questions.  I mean,
they're so easy, geeze, maybe I should enter that game show. 

I reached for my cigarette and lighter.  I lit the cigarette and drew
in a deep suck.  Oh yeah . . . you can't beat the craving.  Of
course, I'm trying to quit, but it's so hard.  I tried the patch, the
gum and everything.  Oh well.  I just hope I can have healthy kids
when Akira and I decided to have them.  Speaking of which, we haven't
done it since . . . never.  I sighed and inhaled my cigarette deeply
again.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.  I quickly put out my cig and went to
the door.  Akira was a doctor and didn't approve my smoking when he's
around.  I looked through the little peephole and sighed a sigh of
relief.  Through the peephole, I saw a concaved, Nabiki.  A welcome
sight.  I opened the door and hugged her. "Hello Sister, what a nice
surprise."

"Hello Akane, I came to visit before we went on our vacation."

Nabiki was still beautiful as usual.  In fact, she still looked like
she was seventeen.  I mean, her figure was perfect, she still had her
same ol' haircut, and hell, even her face still retained her youthful
features.  Too bad for the guys though that she's already taken.

"So Nabiki, when are you guys going on that vacation?"

"Oh in a few days, I can't wait.  It'll be so much fun."

"Yeah.  Say, you want some tea?"

"Yeah, sure." As I went into the kitchen, she looked around the room.
"Wow, Akira must take care of you real well."

"Yeah,"  I called out from the kitchen as I set the kettle on the
stove. "he's a doctor you know.  You know how much they make."

"It's funny, we all thought Kasumi was going to marry the doctor, but
it was you."

I took out two teacups out of the cupboard.  "Say, did you talk to
Kasumi yet?"

"No, she's real busy at Harvard getting her medical degree or
something.  Except for last Christmas, I haven't really talked to
her.  I mean, we e-mail each other, but that's about it."

I took out the tea bags.  "What was her e-mail address again?"

"Ummm, kasumiT@harvard.edu."

"Okay thanks.  I accidentally deleted all of my mail in my inbox
including Kasumi's, and I forgot to write it down somewhere."

The kettle whistled as the steam escaped the narrow passage.

"Hey sis, set my tea down, I need to go to the bathroom."

"Okay."

I took my oven mit and poured the hot water into the cups.  Then my
mind started to flash my life before me.  I saw a boy, changing into
a girl.  I remember, we had to get hot water to change him back.  I
gazed at the kettle.  I remember as he first fought Kuno and was
turned into a girl.  Ranma was on the tree top and I tried to give it
to him.

I was awakened from my daydream when the hot water splashed down onto
my foot.  "Damnit!"  I yelled as I got a rag and cleaned it up.  I
felt the hot liquid through the rags.  Geeze, I miss Ranma.  

"Hey Akane, next time tell your good for nothing husband to keep the
toilet seat down . . .  Hey Akane!"

I woke up again and got up.  "Sorry, I spilled some water and I was
cleaning it up."

"You're still clumsy as ever, Akane."

"What did you say?!"

Nabiki laughed.



"So, how's the tea?"  I asked.

"You're still a bad cook, Akane."

"Sister!"

"Well, it's true.  Anyway, Yoko should be here.  After she visited
her mother, we decided to go shopping before our vacation.  You wanna
come with us?"

"Sure, sounds fun."

"Okay good."  She took a sip of her tea. "Yuck, how does Akira stand
this stuff?"

"S I S."  I loomed.

"I'm just joking around.  Come on, have a sense of humor."

The doorbell rang. "Oh, that must be Yoko."  Nabiki said.

I opened the door and it was indeed Yoko.  She was a woman who's
about Nabiki's age.  Her hair was much shorter than Nabiki's but she
shared the same model like figure as my sister. "Hey Akane, where's
Nabiki?"

"Yoko!"  Nabiki said as she grabbed her and kissed her.

"Hey hey!  I told you two not to do it in front of me!  That
disgusting!"

Nabiki held Yoko close. "Aw come on, have an open mind, Akane."

"I do, I don't like it when the members of the opposite sex does that
either."

"Whatever sis, lets go."

We spent the whole day shopping.  It wasn't bad, I finally got the
dress I had my eyes on for weeks.  After that, we decided to go see a
movie.  Between Kimagure Orange Road the Movie Special Edition and
Fist of the North Star '97, I chose Kimagure.  I didn't choose Fist
because of the content, it was just that Nabiki and Yoko aren't into
that stuff.  So they probably have embarrassed me in public again by
making out.  At least Yoko loved Kimagure.  Kimagure had a special
part in my heart too.  Kyosuke reminded me of Ranma especially with
his girl troubles.

Yoko cried through almost all of the movie which annoyed some people.
Nabiki had to shut her up by necking and kissing her.  Geeze, we
should have seen Fist of the North Star.  The movie finally ended
with Kyosuke and Ayukawa going to Waseda University.  If Ranma was
alive, he could of gone to Mizunoikan University with me.  I would
have made him go if he refused.  Heh, I could imagine him doing that.

It was pretty dark after the movie.  Akira must be worried sick about
me.  I said good-bys to Nabiki and Yoko and hurried through the
streets to catch the next bus to my apartment district. I passed an
alley and stopped.  I looked and saw someone beating up another
person.  Being a martial artist I am, I couldn't resist not ignoring
them.  So I walked towards the attacker.

"Please don't hit me, I don't have any money."  The victim whined.

"Shit man, if you're that fucking stubborn, I'll just kill you."

"No, please I'm poor, I have no money!"

"Shut the fuck up!"  The attacker punched the victim in the face.

"Hey!"  I called.

The attacker slowly turned around. "What the fuck you want, bitch?"

"You better stop that or else."

"Or else what?"  Then he pulled out a balisong knife. 

"Or else, this."  I ran and crescent kicked the knife away, spun and
backed kicked the back of his knee. As he buckled to one leg, I
jumped, spin kicked his head, knocking him out. Hmph, I was hoping he
was more of a challenge.  I still carried my bags in my hands. Oh
well.

"Oh thank you, thank you!"  The victim said bowing down multiple
times.

"Hey, it's no problem.  Uh . . . please stand up. Umm . . .  Are you
okay?"

"Yeah, I was just walking along till he grabbed me and started
beating me up and demanding my money.  Thanks for saving me. Thank
you thank you."

We walked out of the alley.

"Well, you're welcome. Look, I need to catch my bus so I'll see you
around."

"Thanks again, and if there's anything I can repay you, just let me
know."  Then he took out a piece of paper and wrote something.
"Here's my name and phone number.  If you need anything, just call.
And thanks again. You saved my life. Oh man! You're incredible!"

"Okay okay, you're welcome."  I said grinning like an idiot and
taking the note.  Man, I wished he'd go away.

The man said a couple more thanks yous and praises and FINALLY waved
bye bye and walked away.  As he turned away, I saw a thin line going
down the right side of his face.  I then looked at his note, "Under
123-4567."  





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