My name is James, but you can call me lord ccompakc. I shall make no money by writing this so you need not sue the crap out of me. (author note) this takes place after the wedding atttempt, so Ranma has all of the techniques he is known for. This is my first fic so reviews shall be appreciated; no matter how distasteful they may be. Song of the week: That's All, by Genesis.

Tales Of A Drifter, chapter one: Musings Of A Godslayer.

It was quiet day in the odd little prefecture of Tokyo known as nerima, "RANMA-NO-BAKA"

...eh or at least was a quiet day, lets go and see what's going on shall we. (scene change)

"ow, Akaneeeee, wha' was that fer?" says Ranma whilst nursing mallet shaped depression on the side of his face. 'crazy uncute turbo-bitch' "you know exactly what it was for you pervert, you were flirting with that boy." said the aforementioned turbo-bitch "...is that all, I just did it so I could get some free sukiyaki is all Akane."

"well It was sick, wrong, and perverted, I bet you just wanted to get in his pants... ugh you did didn't you." Ranma goes wide-eyed and turn a sickly shade of green, then gets really angry 'how dare she think that I would do such a thing!' "I wanted to do no such thing you uncute, hypocritical, bitch... he he, uh did I just say that out loud?" a horrible, primal and most unladylike roar of indignation was heard throughout all of Tokyo, and parts of Shizuoka, it would haunt the dreams those who heard it forever more. later that very evening, Akane left the bloody, mutilated and slightly smoldering lump that was once Ranma, in a heap by doctor Tofu's practice.

(time skip) ranma awakes to find himself on a table of sorts, looking around momentarily confused he spots doctor tofu. "Ranma you're finally awake! I need to know why you were in the state that I found you, I mean I wouldn't be a very good doctor if I let you leave just to get creamed by whatever it was that did this to you?" said the eccentric doctor with the magic fingers. "nah I spose you wouldn't... {sigh} I got inta 'nother fight with 'kane, she beat me up good too doc." tofu puts his hand on ranma's shoulder in that cliché fatherly doctor way "Ranma you should do something to stop all this madness, even you can't keep this up for long" Ranma gets up from the table he was on and starts pacing. "I know... but what can I do?" Ranma starts fiddling with a medical contraption on a counter with a look of supreme bemusement. "I mean the fiancée mess has been resolved.. for the most part anyways"

(Ranma has been busy since the failed wedding, he challenged cologne for his freedom and won... and not to a fight as that would be stupid, but rather to an eating contest of all things; Nabiki is damn good with fine print when properly motivated. Ranma got Ukyo to stop chasing him by having a long talk, in which he told her that he could never love her in the way that she wanted. Ukyo left nerima shortly thereafter, to be heard from nevermore. Ranma got rid of Kodachi in a rather ingenious way, he glomped on to her and proclaimed his undying love for her, as it turned out Kodachi was just after Ranma for the challenge... no seriously girls are weird like that, even the insane, twisted, deranged ones... it was suggestion by both Nabiki and Kasumi for Ranma to do it, and though Ranma isn't exactly sharpest spatula in the bandoleer, he does know that the plan must be good if both of the elder Tendo sisters think it's sound.) Ranma sighs and turns to Tofu "but I love Akane... or at least I think I do, and she thinks I am a perverted sex-changing freak." "you're not freak ranma, and I actually think your kind of a prude"

Tofu then looks at ranma with an unreadable expression for a while then says. "I admit to not knowing much as to the affairs of the heart, but I do know that going on journey of self discovery helped me greatly with my problems." 'huh a journey...' "I'll think about it Tofu-Sensei but, I can't just up leave; I have responsibilities here, to myself and to my family" Tofu looks at Ranma like he just grew a second head. "Ranma you spoke with a level of eloquence far above what I thought you capable of, explain yourself." he glares at Ranma suspiciously. 'oops, busted' "I can speak near-perfect Japanese, after all I learn fast when I need to." Tofu seems to think quietly for a while then says "so you learned to speak well because you wanted to not have the disadvantage of being linguistically inept, and then after you did that, you kept up the facade of a simpleton so as not to garter suspicion" ' huh-wuh' "no I just learned 'cause Ryouga kept laughing at me so I thought 'I'll show him!!!'" "Then I kept up the act so I could play dumb more believably" Tofu sits down and puts his hand over his eyes. "of course thats why" ranma walks to the door and starts to leave. " well doc I got to go, see ya" Tofu waves halfheartedly from his slumped position.

Later that night Ranma can be seen walking the darkened streets with much on his mind.
'is he right can I just leave... I guess he is but what should I look for, what would my ultimate goal be' at that very minute a car drives by splashing the troubled young martial artist, the boy turned girl looks up and yells. "of course my curse, I can look for a cure!" "it's like killing two birds with one stone"
"A manly quest for manliness, my mom would certainly convince pop, and pop he can talk Tendo into it; If only to save his hide, and maybe I can find myself, as well as a cure." Ranma then decided that he would tell his mother tomorrow.

(the next day) "HE'S WHAT!!?" 'said' Akane. "going looking for a cure for his curse" "bu...bu... but auntie how can he just decide leave without asking me first... that, that BAKA!" "Akane that outburst was most unbecoming of a young lady." reprimanded the Saotome matriarch.

the 'baka' in question was sorting his meager possessions in his knapsack, he always keeps it well stocked... you learn right away that keeping all your stuff in your bag is for the best when your father can get the both of them kicked out of even the most patient and forgiving dojos, shrines, cities, and the like with his antics, and stupidity. Ranma lifted up a loose floorboard and pulled out a good amount of yen and put that in his pack, then dusted off his hands and hefted the pack onto his shoulders. Ranma proceeded to bid farewell to all and then walked out the door. In a dramatic and dashing way as befitting his prowess... he then got drenched by water not two steps out the door.

AN: This is a prologue of sorts it will get better and longer later.