Doing more short fics:

Blue Tides

By Kyle Emmerson

Ranma 1/2 is the sole intellectual property of Rumiko Takahashi. I take no
credit in the creation of these characters and situations. Enjoy.

Prologue: The First Wave

Dude. That was a great series. So does this mean we get to see some Traci
Lords T&A? :)

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It was Ranma's first morning at the Tendo home, and already he'd
found three deciding factors that it was going to turn into a bad day.
First, his father sprung it upon him on a moments notice that

him, on... notice, that

 he was going

to attend the local High School, Furinkan. Then, in an effort of taunting
Akane, his only enjoyment since arriving, some old lady had splashed him
while rinsing her sidewalk.

Then there was Doctor Tofu. Now, that was an anomaly.

Oh?

"He's pretty good," Ranma said, running along the top of the
fence. "Martial Artist?"

Oh. I see.

He quickly got up to face the... thing that knocked him off the
fence.

Hmm.

He was about to yell when he saw some guy grinding a skateboard to
a dead halt-- on the fence.

Da Principal be comin back early?

The guy looked around his age,

Oops. Nope.

his hair was

somewhat long, what wasn't covered up by a red bandanna. He wore black
wide-leg jeans and yellow hooded shirt with... something in English
written on it. He also

Specify 'Ranma' there, since the 'he' previosly referrd to is the stranger.

"What are you talking about?" Ranma said, looking sheepishly at
Akane. "I wasn't distracted."

"No, you were. You were running along the same fence I was
boarding on, you know. That means you're either a gymnast or a martial
artist, and gymnasts would have known I was coming. Same with martial
artists. You were distracted."

Heh. Ranma won't like being corrected.

"Hey--" Ranma began to say, but was abruptly cut off.

"Look, you two can argue until you're blue in the face, but I need
to get to school before I'm late," Akane said, running up ahead.

"Oh, shit!" the strange one said. "That's right! I need to get
going!" He quickly turned around and hopped onto his skateboard, and
passed Akane in record speed."

Not along the fence again?

Ranma frowned. "Damn weirdoes. I never should have come here," he
said, then ran forward to catch up with Akane."

"Who was that guy, anyway?" Ranma said.

Akane shrugged. "I think it's Tatewaki Kuno," she said.

"Who?"

Whoa! Now that is quite the alteration. Went with his old man to Hawaii, eh?
Can't wait to see Kodachi.

"The new Principal's son. The whole school has been talking about
it for weeks. The Principal's spent his life out there,

Out where?

 and his kids are

starting at the school today. I hear his daughter's going to be in our
class."

My. Quite the potential, all right.

"Class, we have not one but two new students today. The first, as
you know, is the daughter of the new Principal, Kodachi Kuno."

Kodachi, who was in fact, not dressed in a uniform, but instead a
pair of jeans and a red tank top, nodded as if to acknowledge her
recognition.

Okay. As bad as Ranma about the dress code then

The two students looked up.

"I'll expect uniforms on you by the end of the week."

Both Ranma and Kodachi scoffed simultaeneously, then looked at
each other momentarily. They each looked away.

Heh.

A moment later, their desks were flooded with people. Most of the
guys (and some of the girls) flocked Kodachi's

flocked to

"Class, this is Tatewaki Kuno, who has just moved here from
America. Please give him a warm welcome," the teacher said.

"Hi," Kuno said, waving. "Call me Tach."

Might want to make it Tachi, since that was his father's nickname for him.

The class gave him a calculating look. It took all of two seconds
for the girls to decide they liked him, and another half a second after
that for the guys to decide they hated him.

Heh

Nabiki blinked. "Umm... Okay, Tach."

At this time, the teacher had noticed the condition of the class
and forced everyone back into their desks.

Nabiki gave Tach a wink and looked back to the teacher.

Kunou: Dude, she is so into me. Too bad I got a thing for busty redheads,
though.

"Hey," a voice called from nearby. "You're the guy I moshed
earlier, right?"

Ranma looked back and rolled his eyes. Oh, great.

Does Ranma even know what 'moshed' means?

"Too... uhh... formal, I guess," he replied. "Look, anyway--
that's not why I'm here. Coach and I--"

"Coach?"

"Yeah, my sister," he replied. "We call her coach 'cause she's a
harsh sports fiend,

Better than 'Ho Bitch' I guess. :)

Tach clapped his hands. "Right on!" he said. "Nabs knows the
address, I gave it to her in class..."

"Nabs?" Akane asked.

Nabiki just shook her head. "Don't ask."

Kunou: Dude, you Japanese are all formal. You just need to learn to chill,
and you'll be much happier.

Potentially amusing, though not sure what direction you want to go or how
long you can take it. Nice work, overall. But minimal, but I do the same
thing in most of my work.

D.B. Sommer




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