Subject: [FFML] [Ranma]first fic
From: "Ken Brockwell" <rolothamasi@hotmail.com>
Date: 9/22/1999, 12:39 AM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

Hi, this is basically my first fic and all I want is some C&C so that I can 
improve my writing skills. I already know its probaly bad. That's why I want 
the C&C.

If any of you want to pre-read my stuff, please mail me. I'll send you fics 
with the tag [pre-read] for you to judge so I wont clog up the ffml. Lastly, 
I'm not likely to continue this fic. Mabye one or two more installments of 
the most for those of you who might enjoy it.

Disclaimer: The characters and situations belong to their respective owners. 
Please note that at the time of writing, no original characters were 
intended to be used. Meaning that previously unknown characters may have 
originated either from an obscure source or that the names may have been 
changed.

[  ]  Denotes Panda signs
< > Denotes Mandarin

Ranma spat out the blood in his mouth as he got himself to his feet. This 
'Daigo' character was a lot tougher than he had thought. After the first 
fight, Ranma figured he had the big guy pegged, but boy, was he wrong. 
Rushing at his opponent, Ranma was greeted by a flurry of punches that ended 
with a vicious straight that sent him sailing. Game, set, match: Daigo.

Cologne shook her head as she looked between the prone form of her 
son-in-law and the departing figure of the one who so easily defeated him. 
"Ranma, what am I going to do with you?" she thought to herself as she 
hefted him onto her shoulder. It's not that he couldn't have met up to this 
new challenger, it was his own laxity that resulted in his defeat. This 
Daigo had a solid defense, yes. An aspect of the Art that seemed largely 
ignored by the martial artists here in Nerima. He excelled in all physical 
aspects but was not exceptional in anything in particular. Not like Ryouga 
with his strength or Ranma with his speed. "No son-in-law, you were bested 
in a test of skills."

*******

Ranma gained consciousness to the gentle ministrations of Dr. Tofu. "How'd 
I'd get into these things. Why'd every martial artist in town gotta take 
something offa my hide?" As he thought about it, he knew how he got himself 
into this particular altercation.

It started about three weeks ago. A couple of thugs were picking on some 
kid. He went in and shoved them off, which got this guy dressed all in black 
and wearing a motorcycle helmet to pick a fight with him. He had to admit, 
the guy had potential, but beating him wasn't too tough. About a week later, 
the guy showed up with his 'big brother', who took Ranma out pretty easily 
with a firewall technique. For the rematch, Ranma figured he would goad the 
guy into using it again and then hit him with the Hiryu Shoten Ha, but 
things didn't go that way. The firewall Daigo used this time was much weaker 
than the previous one and the Hiryu Shoten Ha couldn't take him out. After 
that, the beating started.

*******

Cologne did something that could send shivers down a demon's spine and make 
the most virile of men to go impotent. She smiled. Rereading the parchment 
once again, she set out and wrote a reply. "What a stroke of luck! This is 
just what son-in-law needs."

<Great-grandmother, why are you smiling? Have you thought of a new way for 
husband and I to come together? > Shampoo asked as her curiosity got the 
better of her when she saw her elder smiling.

<Why yes Xian Pu, but that is not the only reason I'm smiling. > she 
answered disturbingly cheerfully. <And do I need a reason to smile 
great-granddaughter? Go practice your forms till its time for bed. There 
will be no supper for you tonight. >

<Yes, great-grandmother. > Shampoo replied. "Wow, she MUST be in good mood 
to give out such light punishment." She thought as she went to carry out her 
punishment.

"What a nice little girl." Cologne said to herself before continuing her 
work.

*******

Two weeks later
"Excuse me, is this the Tendo residence? I was told I could find Ranma 
Saotome here. My name is Retsu Toriyama."

"Why yes, it is. But Ranma's at school right now. He should be back anytime 
though. Would you like to come in for some tea, Mr. Toriyama? I'm Kasumi 
Tendo."

"Why thank you young lady. Yes, I would enjoy a spot of tea right about 
now." the short bald-headed man said in reply. "And please, call me Retsu."

To be continued later

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