Mr. Spiff's shortest fanfic ever (and the first complete one released
to the public! WAI!).
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Final Words of Warning.
Ranma dodged out of the way of Akane's high kick with both hands
clasped behind his back. They had been going at it in the dojo for
several hours now, and Akane showed no signs of slowing down.
"Dontcha ever get tired bein' angry?" Ranma offered.
"What do you care?" Souted Akane as she swipped at him several times.
The pig-tailed martial artist idly dodged, then fliped out of range
with as much ease as some people might yawn. His eyes narrowed. "Anger
leads to sadness. Sadness leads to fear." His voice sounded odd...
older, somehow. "Fear leads to hatred. Hatred leads to suffering."
Akane blinked, then closed the gap. "What was _that_ supposed to
mean?!"
Ranma sighed as he took up more dodging. "You'll hafta learn it before
I hit you back."
Akane paused for a slip second. "Why?"
He smiled mysteriously. "Sorry, can't tell ya yet."
"You JERK!"
As Ranma sailed off into the distance, Akane felt a shiver roll down
her back. Ranma... always acting like a jerk, trying to make her angry
like that. What was _wrong_ with him?
Of course, she may never know....
-Not to be Continued.
Sorry, the whole thing has been bugging me since I woke up, it had to
be written.
Later,
Rick Spiff
He's in for it now.
The third rule of College is only two cases of Mountain Dew per week.
The seventh and final rule of College is if this is your first day of
class, you _have_ to do homework.
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