All About the Heart
" " - speaking | ' ' - thoughts
"Yes! It is done."
"Well done. Now your mission has just gone a whole lot easier."
"It has indeed."
"Now go, and experience the happiness awaiting you. If anyone gets in the way, deal with them as you see fit."
It was another typical day in Nerima. Ranma and Akane arguing as usual about the most mundane things, Nabiki making fair..*ahem* Unfair transactions with goodness knows who, Kasumi who always had a cheery smile and took care of the house, and finally the two fathers, who would either be playing shogi or making up some unsuccessful plan to get Ranma and Akane together. Ever since Saffron's demise, Nerima, unwittingly, is now losing its jive. The same things happen over and over again. To see Kasumi scream, or Nabiki put money in a donation box, or even Ranma and Akane being CIVILIZED for more than five minutes on a non-life threatening situation would be ... unreal ... undescribable ... yeah you get the point ...
Meanwhile...
"Too slow! Come on!" Ranma sneered while dodging another upper cut sent by a furious Akane.
"Damn it! Hit me back!!!" Akane was screaming in frustration. She made a roundhouse kick towards Ranma's cheek. Ranma yawned and turned sideways, easily avoiding the deadly foot. Akane followed up with an elbow to his stomach, which Ranma subconsciously leapt back, all while gazing at the dojo walls with interest. After a few minutes Akane was down on the ground panting for breath, while Ranma stood, apparently still full of stamina, smirking. He swore he could do a perfect Moko Takabisha at the moment.
"Like I said...you're way too slow, and you put too much power on your punch! This is what I call a brawler's fight. Lots of uppercuts and dramatic looking kicks. You've seen those American movies where two macho men fight? That's what you're doing." Akane turned more and more red with anger, after being indirectly insulted by Ranma. 'Since when did HE become so ... subtle in his insults?'
"Grrr...RANMA NO BAKA!" She took out her trusty mallet and bashed Ranma out to hyperspace. She sighed and stared at the dojo wall. 'I really do want to learn..but with that idiot always taunting me it just doesn't help!'
Ranma, on the other hand just shook his head. 'I can dodge her every move, but I can't escape from a heavy wooden mallet that's slow as a turtle? Bloody clichés.'
"Hmmph. Akane Tendo. I will get my revenge. Because of you, I've seen hell!" The shady figure hopped from a building and ran stealthily towards the Tendo household. The figure jumped up to Akane's window, and quietly opened the window. It saw Akane sleeping peacefully. The figure growled. Finally it took out a powdery substance and sprayed it on Akane's face.
"Finally. You will no longer be a nuisance." With that, the shadow left, a smirk on its face.
'Ahhh....what a great day!' Akane stretched lazily and opened her eyes, and gasped in shock. "Where the hell am I?!" However the shock only deepened as she realized something was horribly wrong with her voice. Shaking, she slowly found her way to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. What she saw next.....
Author's notes: Sorry...it's short..but it's a prologue...I don't think I did a great job introducing the story.