Anime Fantasy Island - Akane and Mousse
By David Farr

	Fantasy Island is copyright of
	Ranma 1/2 is copyrighted by Rumiko Takahashi.

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	The old man strode across the cluttered office, muttering. "I don't
know, opening an office in Tokyo, seems like a waste of time." He peeked
under the Kanji travel sign, staring out onto the busy street. Japanese
businessmen hurried past as cars sat in street, honking in hopes that it
would free the traffic. On the whole it reminded him of the street they'd
looked out on in the United States.

	His secretary, a sour looking old woman, waved a flyer filled with kanji
and SD characters. "What's with this competition Rouke's running? Giving
away free fantasy's?"

	The travel agent starting making small movements to get a better look
outside. "He says it will drum up business." He went up on his tiptoes.
"There seems to be a purple hared girl accosting a young man outside. Oh
dear, the girl he's with seems to be taking offence at this." The man
recoiled in surprised. "And he's in orbit."

	"What?!" the secretary demanded.

	"She just punched him so hard that he soared off into he air."

	"The purple hared girl?"

	"No, his girlfriend."

	"Strange."

	"Uh oh." The old man scampered away from door and plopped down in his
chair. "She's coming in here."

	The secretary gave him a sarcastic glare. "You're putting me on."

	The door crashed open, revealing a angry looking young woman. She had a
boyish haircut, but despite that was still very female. It was also
debatable as to whether the anger clouding her face detracted or enhanced
her beauty. Like a herd of rampaging cattle she charged across the room
and slapped a piece of paper on the desk.

	"I'm here to book a holiday!" she growled.

	The Travel Agent exchanged a glance with his secretary, who immediately
starting typing. To the clatter of the typewriter he picked up the paper.
"Ah, one of  our lucky vacation winners.  I see, Miss Tendo Akane. Well,
this would be for you and your lucky young man? Perhaps a chance to get
away from all the insanity and get to know one another."

	Akane glowered at him. "Just so long as there are no crazed martial
artists kidding me because of Ranma, I'll be happy."

	The agent gave her a comforting smile as he stood. "Of course, I
understand perfectly." His secretary nosily ripped the finished form out
of typewriter and passed it to him. "I'm sure you'll find Fantasy Island
an interesting place." As walked over to the message pipe he rolled up
the stiff piece of paper and shoved it into a container. He pulled open
the slot, sending papers flying everywhere and quickly shoved the
container into it.

	At impossible speeds the small missile shot through the pipes, twisting
this and that, diving and climbing, until it popped out into a sun lit
office. A middle aged man with white hair calmly picked up the container
and flicked it open. He scanned through the application form.

	"Ah, this should be most enjoyable," Mr Rouke said, grinning.

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Author's Note
	Well, something which I may continue or pass off to a friend. Despite the
title it does not involve Akane and Mousse getting together. Comments?
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Rarstarr,
David Farr
http://homepages.ihug.co.nz/~djfarr/
djfarr@ihug.co.nz