* Author's Notes:
- This is just my little experiment with writing a semi S.I. 
- This is just a rough draft.


"What it is, to be like you."
By Kahlil Noriega

Standard Disclaimer: 
All Rights belong to the creators of Ranma �


Chapter One - First day


Furinkan High schoolyard...


"Hey! have you heard about the new student?"

"Yeah! I hear that she's really hot!"

"I hear she registered here yesterday and that she's coming in today."

"Really!"

"Man! I'd sure like to meet her!"

"Hey get in line! I saw her first!"

"Huh? And who made you boss Michir-...oh."

"Hey, why are you all so quie-...oh" The student's question ended as he 
followed his peers glazed eyes before he too stood there in trance like 
adoration.

A girl stepped through the gates of Furinkan High, dressed in the 
school's uniform of blue skirts and white blouse. Her long golden hair 
ran down her back like spun gold. Her head was slightly tilted down as 
her blue grey eyes starred sullenly at the ground before her. She had a 
resigned look on her face as if trying to accept some dire fate. And her 
eyes held sadness, yet even this did not remove the fact that she was 
beautiful. 

She clutched her bag tightly to her chest, too tight, arms encircled 
protectively around it as she walked through the school yard amidst the 
whispers and stares of the now awakened populace of the school. Boys 
stared hungrily while girls looked on with a mixture of distrust and 
presumptions about the girl. Rumors would spread rapidly, yet the girl 
only ignored them as she walked slowly to the doors of the school 
building.

"Hold, fair one..." A voice called out in front of her 

Looking up, she noticed the obstruction before her, and her eyes held 
recognition in them. And she backed a step away from the man, suddenly 
fearful...

Kuno brought his wooden sword to his side when he saw the girl had 
stopped before him. 

Kuno began spouting non-sense about beauty and dating, which the girl 
clearly ignored by turning her face to the side avoiding any chance to 
look at him. And she felt more depressed and angry than ever before...

"Oh how, the heavens greet thee, for I shall date thee..." Kuno charged 
her with outstreched arms. 

Surprised by this the girl backpeddaled hastily, tripping over her self 
as she tried to get away from the charging boy. She landed on her back 
side as Kuno gets malleted away.

She is helped by a familiar girl with a large spatula in her hand, and 
she felt suddenly afraid. And gave her thanks quickly amid the stares 
given to her by her savior and the student body.

As she entered the building, she walked through its narrow halls, 
ignoring the rest as she walked slowly, thinking. Noticing two adjacent 
doors, either one held a sign of a man and woman. She looked at them 
both, and with a resigned sigh, she pushes on the womens door.

The washroom was empty, and she thanked the gods it was so. Noticing the 
large mirror on her right. She turned around and faced it looking at the 
girl she knew wasn't her. 

She looked at the mirror before her in fear. Blue eyes that held sadness 
a moment ago, turned to bitter anguish. Unshed tears pooled in her eyes, 
as she cautiously held out her hand, feeling the smooth cold surface of 
the mirror before she tentatively carressed her golden hair...

And dropped her hand to her side as she bowed her head trying not to 
cry. Her fists tightened beside her as she tried to hold back the tears, 
but they came unwillingly... 

"I'm a man..." She whispered to herself "I'm a man, I don't belong here. 
Not like this!" 

She stood there half bowed over the sink, hands pressed firmly on the 
wash stand as tears began flowing down her cheeks.

"I'm a man..." she whispered again.

And she lashed out, striking the mirror with a solid punch that cracked 
it. Blood bled from her wounded hand as pain lanced down through her 
arm. And she sagged down onto the floor, clutching her bloodied hand to 
her chest as she wept. The pain was a welcome feeling, she thought. It 
helped dull her memory... 

Suddenly, she felt comforting hands holding her shoulders. And she 
looked up tearfaced at her savior. Ukyou held a sweet understanding 
smile on her face, as she gently if not firmly helped her rise off the 
cold floor. She wiped away some of the tears off her cheeks with her 
hand, comforting her with words of encouragement.

"It's ok hon, you're going to be ok. Hush now...there..."

And for the first time in 'her' life in this world. She smiled... 

Ukyou then offered to take her to the nurse's office to bandage her 
injured hand as well as lend her a new set of clothes to wear in place 
of the bloody one she was already wearing. The girl thanked her for her 
offer and accepted them graciously. Feeling hope in her heart that it 
might not have been as bad as it first seemed...

A man, trapped as a girl in a world so unlike his own. 


***


And so here she was, standing in front of a class of her new friend. A 
bandaged hand, and an old school uniform she borrowed from her. A 
uniform she knew all too well, a blue pleated skirt and a white sailor 
blouse, her friend told her it was from Juuban High. 

And she smiled as her new friend gave a warm smile from where she sat at 
the back row behide a familiar young man. And this thought brought a 
slight wince from her but she stifled it quickly as the teacher 
introduced her in front of the class.

"Hi I'm Noriage Ranka" and she smiled.

~ to be continued...



Explanations:

First off, in all honesty, I don't know where I'm taking this. The 
reason I wrote this was that I've been dreaming up some pretty weird 
things. This by far was the weirdest of them all. Guess it comes from 
watching too much anime. 

Anyway, I dreamed that I was trapped as a girl and having similar 
experiences with what Ranma already experienced in the anime. And as I 
began having these kind of dreams, I thought "why don't I simply right 
them down." so I did. Anyway, this was mearly a poor attempt on my part 
to really understand and experiece what Ranma might have felt like being 
trapped as a girl. 

Oh yeah, the name I gave my character here I just made up because it 
sounded japanese to me. If it can be translated, I'd like to read it. 
Thanks ^_^

Anyway, I hope you like the story. And if there's anything you wish to 
say to me about this fic or any other work I've done, please tell me. 
Even a short reply would be nice. In fact, I implore you to do so. 
Please send all C&C, MST or even flames to the address below or to the 
FFML if you feel bold enough to do so.

e-mail: Becknkal@addax.bc.ca

And if you're curious as to what other stories I've done. Please don't 
hesitate in visiting my sister's Web Page at:

The anything goes Ranma 1/2 fanfic page
http://www.geocities.com/tokyo/temple/9371

Anyway, that's that for my rant. ^_^

Sincerely
~ Kahlil Noriega ~

Author of the fic "Ranma 1/2 A Chinese Ghost Story"
" Frost fills the sky over Ten Mile Lake,  
  Silken threads anxious of youth....  
  Looking at the moon and feeling lonely...  
  Envious of lovers, not of immortality.
  Envious of love, not of immortality. " 
      - Excerpt from the movie " A Chinese Ghost Story "




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