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Ranma's First Groove.



A oneshot-songfic by DJGeek.



Disclaimer: Ranma is not mine and copyrighted by Rumiko Takahashi.





Author's note

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Normally, a songfic is about using a song to convey emotions

that are within the characters within the fanfic.  But this

is probably different.  This is kind of an original fan 

songfic or something.  I'm using short lyrics that I just

whipped up in my mind.  Biggest influence is to WFROSE's

Ranma fic Just Plain Hard.  It had Ranma spittin', so I had

to do one also.



But I also liked to do more of a background of why the song

was chosen.



Please, be patient with me.  It's my first time writing 

lyrics.  I'm a bit influence by my brother who happens to

be an emcee.  I love hip-hop, not just the music, but the

rythym and creativity it allows.  Too bad that there are 

many posers and fakers that claim to be hip-hop just by trying

to dress hip-hop.  It's a music yes, but it's also has soul

when it is allowed to be.  Just like jazz or blues.



This fic is like a transformation of Ranma, a realization

that he doesn't have to be what other people expect him to

be.  Just like me; people expect that I probably listen to

punk or pop music, not hip-hop because I happen to not look

like it.



So, bare with me and on to the fic.



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Lyrical Mic Club stage - 11:35 PM

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Ranma sighed and let out a breath.  However, it wasn't just

a calm kind of sigh; it had a nervous or a tense tone.  

Nervousness is completely evident everwhere on Ranma's body

and pose.  He kept hopping rapidly as if his feet was on hot

coals.  Probably, that is what the young boy felt as he 

held a helpless expression on his face.



Ranma was full of worry.



Ranma was worried.  He was afraid he would mess this up.

He was afraid that he might not have enough skill to

freestyle, and that he would screw up and managed to get

himself booed off the stage.  After all, he was still 

new to this game.



However, when he looked at the crowds, there was Kuno,

fellow rapper and good friend.  He gave a thumbs up to

Ranma.  The pigtailed thought back to how Tatewaki led him

to this stage...



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Some months ago...

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It was a long time ago, well just months ago when Ranma

had nothing to do in his spare time.  He was a bit tired

from his endless martial arts practice and his hourly 

ambushes from his rivals.  In addition, the tired boy

was in need of entertainment.  Boredom was reigning control

and Ranma needed to do something to combat the condition.

Television to him didn't really qualify entertainment, so 

the only thing Ranma could think of besides eating and 

sleeping was listening to the radio.



Ranma listened to this unknown song that was playing 

from the radio.  To him, it was unique; it was unlike 

anything he had before.  The radio DJ announced that this

was a rap song was from a rapper named Kwali, however Ranma 

had never heard about what a rapper is or what is a rap

song.  The young boy's ears tuned in and captured the 

rythymic beats of the background music.  Sure the 

background music was looped, but the synchronized rythym

of the beats ensnared his interest.  The lyrics were in

English; although Ranma couldn't understand them he

was attracted to the fact that the words were in rythym

to the music.  The young martial artist found his 

body and soul bouncing and swaying to the music, and

Ranma rememorized the words through through rythym.



The teenage boy was hooked. 



Unknowing to all, Ranma listened and rhymed to every 

lyrics of any rap song from the radio.  He secretly 

saved money to buy himself a CD-player and rap albums,

both English and Japanese, to listen to the music.

The pigtailed boy started to research into what the

music was really about.  It was actually hip-hop:

lyrical poetry in motion.  He heard acupellas, cyphers,

battles, anything he could get his hands on.  He heard

gangsta rap which was totally different from hip-hop,

but nevertheless it was captivating due to the hard

lyrics and dark beats.  Whenever Ranma was angry, all

he had to do was pop in a CD of Gangsta rap and waste

away.



However, despite his interest, Ranma was still paranoid

and kept his interest from anybody.  Technically, 

Most of the people in his life, fiances, and the 

Tendo family still believed that he had no interests

outside of martial arts.  He was mostly afraid of 

Nabiki, whom might exploit his interest, and Pop, who

denounce his interest as being a distraction from his

martial arts.  Getting straight to the point, Ranma 

wasn't ready to confront with any kind of problems 

that may pop up once his interest was reveal.  So,

Ranma tried to keep it a secret.



But alas, sometimes his interest wasn't easy enough

to hide.  Instead of sleeping in class, Ranma would

sometimes close his eyes and bob his head to an 

imaginary beat while recalling the lyrics from 

"Rapper's Delight".  Even the way he walked seemed as

if his flowing in rythym.  The folks from Furinkan

seemed surprised at the change of the pigtailed boy's

character.  He was less brash and seemed more calmer.

However, there was one student who didn't seemed that

surprised.



It was Kuno.



Although Kuno noticed a change in Ranma, he dismissed

it and resumed his vengeance on his eternal enemy.

Ranma thought Tatewaki was oblivious to everything

until he found his secret while noticing him during

the late night.



Ranma followed Kuno when he walked out his mansion.

There was something about Kuno.  His clothing and

walking was different than his original state.  Just

like Ranma, his walk was rythymic, as if there was

a beat on every step.  Tatewaki was dressed in a

long sleeve sweater with a decorated word HARD-CORE, 

baggy pants that seemed to overlap his sneakers, 

and a cap flipped sideways on his head.



The young martial artist followed into a club in

which he didn't existed in Nerima District: "The

Lyrical Mic."  Inside this club, it was filled with

people of all ages, bobbing to the music, rapping

poetry from the beats delivered from the DJ, and

breakdance boys strutting out there moves.  It was

like a total base for the soul of hip-hop to reside

in.



However, what shocked Ranma the most was when Kuno

went of to the stage, he rapped professionally to

the beat.  His lyrics were impressive, resulting 

in the howling of the crowds and laughter when he

wittingly insulted another rapper trying to insult

him and control the mic.



Kuno can rap!  He can rap really well!



After that night, the pigtailed martail artist

confronted Tatewaki about his secret and desperately,

however with a bit of reluctance, pleaded him to

teach him how to rap.  After countless pressure 

and the promise to keep the Tatewaki secret, Kuno

agreed to teach Ranma.



Ranma wrote and wrote with the guidance of Tatewaki

Kuno.  Lyrics after lyrics, MC_SwordBoy, Kuno's

emcee name, taught him to use metaphors and other

vocabulary in both English and Japanese.  Because

of Kuno's tutelage, Ranma's grades in English 

managed to go up, despite the surprise on Hinako's

face.  Both rappers spent everyday sparring with

each other physically and lyrically.



One day, Kuno came straight up to Ranma.  He told

him that couldn't just write and repeat the 

memorized words; he need to ryhme lyrically by

his own mind without any writing.  Just straight-up

lyrics straight off the mouth.  The only way to

improve this was to go to a mic session.



And so off to the Lyrical Mic Club...

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Ranma stared at the crowd, most anticipating on

how Ranma, who's seemed like a straight up 

martial-arts jock, can actually spit.  Ranma turned

to the DJ and nodded to signal the beginning of

the beat.  The DJ scratched out a fresh, east-coast

beat, and the pigtail newbie rapper began his

mic session. 





"Yo, it's the R to the A to the N-M-A,"

"You better stop cuz this game ain't for you to play."





Ranma faltered but then came back to the beat.





"My punches are like Shaolin, they packed with martial power,"

"I'll pound yo ass down shakin' like the Two Towers."

"I'm the main fear to cause other emcee's to flee,

"Can't you just give up realize you just an em-tease?"





The crowd were a bit amazed at Ranma's flow.  It

seemed to flow good for a newbie.





"Think about it, your rhymes are too wack to be solid,"

"Better not make me angry, or it's Raging Tiger Bullet!"





Most people chuckled at that line, remembering Ryouga's

attempts to kill Ranma using that ki-move.





"My delivery's hard like the chestnut fist,"

"Quad punches, triple speed, you too hurt to spit."

"You think you hard?  Bitch, stop trying to play this,"

"You haven't been rocked through Akane's mallet hits."

"Hell, even my fiance can be more harder than you,"

"Shit, her cooking's more stronger than Thai food!"





Some people softly muttered, "Damn" at the lines where

Ranma made fun of his fiance.





"Yo, It's like this, you think you too damn tight?"

"I'll put your ass, tight bond, deliver you to Kodachi's night!"





This was got most of the entire crowd running with 

laughter, including Kuno.  Almost everybody know 

how Kodachi seemed kind of sadistic.





"You better know ya role cuz' its Anything Goes," 

"Martial Arts power is within my flow!"

"The lines I be spittin' are just burning with ki,"

"They're all Duracell, ain't no dollar batteries!"

"An ending this rap session you best realize this,"

"Get off my jock, you just too soft bitch."



As the beat softened, Ranma bid goodbye to the audience.



"And I'm out.  Peace."



After the mic session, Ranma recieved alot of praise like, "

Damn, I didn't know you could freestyle!" or, "Damn, that was

tight yo."  Some better emcees gave the pigtailed emcee lots

of support and advice on how to be a better freestyler.

After the sessions were over, Ranma let out a big sigh, finally

glad it was over.



"I'm glad you showed them something Ranma," said Kuno, who was

now acting normal.



"Y-y-yeah.  I guess," Ranma nervously responded, still charged

from the past events.



"Come on.  Let's go home," suggested MC_Swordby.



"I'm down," Ranma heartilly agreed.



And so the pigtailed martial artist found out he could do 

something different than just martial arts.  He could rap.

Determined, Ranma now had the goal of becoming the illest

he can be.



Ranma the ill emcee.



He liked the sound of that.



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THE END

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I know the lyrics aren't good.  Just a newbie I told you.  By

the way, "Rapper's Delight" is a song from an old-school hip-hop

crew, the Sugar Hill Gang.  Old but tight track.



Hope you enjoyed it.  Not really a serious fic, but nevertheless

an okay one.

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