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By: Aaron Doan
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Disclaimer: Ranma ½ not mine.
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Start at: December 7, 1999
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The life I've left behind…
Chapter 1
The day was beautiful as the bird chirps a letter has
arrived. Ranma sat on a bench in a park he didn't
expect this. The letter was from an old friend that
he met years ago. The bees fly everywhere as the
roses blossom full bloom. You could even smell the
roses on the summer breezes. The scent was unique
and intoxicating. A small spider climb down on top
of Ranma right arm.
Ranma had recalled that spiders was peculiar
creature they spend days making it trap…a web.
For the spider it was a trap to trap its prey for food,
but for the person eyes or Ranma it was a master
piece of art Ranma then move his left arm to his
right arm and then motion the spider to go on his
left hand.
The spider then scurry away form his right arm
toward Ranma left hand. Ranma then carefully
speculate the small spider. The spider was a
common one, probably a garden spider it was
white with a red square on it bottom. The spider
had eight leg of course and it has lots of eyes
small ones like very small droplet of water.
Ranma was staring at the spider for a little
while admiring it beauty… the beauty in
nature. The spider then jump off Ranma left
hand. Ranma instantly move his right hand
to break the spider falls.
To Ranma amazement the spider was dangle in mid air
inches away from Ranma right hand. Ranma move
close to see that there was a string like tread
hanging form it butt to break it fall the spider then
crawl down toward Ranma right hand and then it
walk down Ranma legs, on the bench and then
toward the grass.
Looking back at the letter Ranma smile bitterly and was a little sadden. He remembers her. Yes he did along time ago. Even if he had just lived in this world for one year it liked years past by. He could retain what his past had done in this world this world was as much as home like others.
He could still remember the thing that this Ranma had done in this world as if it was himself. It was just like that TV show that shows in the United States. What was that show called again? Ah…yes, it was called 'Slider'. The show was about a boy that travels to parallel worlds just like earth but a little differ.
Ranma chuckles ironically, of all the people in the whole world god had to pick him. He didn't ask for the Destiny Ring, it ask him. He laugh at first about the whole traveling parallel world but not until the elder of that world gave it to him and now he was stuck between a rock and a very hard place.
Every missions that the Destiny Ring sent him was either about something about his past or a lesson if life. Ranma never that life has so many lessons to learn and so little time to learn them all.
Ranma came out of his trance when a bird flew down about five feet from him.
Ranma smiles and remember how he met the girl in this letter.
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(Flash-Back)
Ranma was young and he was sixteen. Heh, the world was his playground he could do anything. Ranma smiles as he jumps on to his motorcycle. This was his world he thought to himself as he grinned.
Ranma whoosh down the street with his motorcycle roaring into life letting everybody knows of his present. He was racing at a high speed as the wind rush toward his hair he loved it. That what caught his attention when he brought this motorcycle.
Ranma was walking down the street as he passes a junkyard there was an old man that was sitting on a stool with a hat to cover the hot sun. His face was wrinkles probably from exposure of the sun. His face was old but he looks as if he was older.
His mother Nodoka always told him to be nice to the elder. Ranma smile his mother was the greatest mother in the whole world he decided to follows her advice.
"Good morning sir." Said Ranma respectfully.
"Ah, good morning young one would you care to buy this motorcycle?" The old man asked as he pulls out a sheet that was covering something under the sheet was a motorcycle it wasn't in the best condition but it was a beaut to Ranma.
The motorcycle was in a poor condition it had a rusty old engine and everything including the chrome plate but the wheels and the leather seat was worn out. Several cuts and probably cigarette burn was on the leather seat. The chrome plate steel had scratches indicating that the motorcycle had been used.
Ranma didn't know what it was but the motorcycle had captures his heart.
Some people could say that it was just a junk but in Ranma eyes it was beautiful. He didn't know how he got interest by a motorcycles he never liked cars or any transportation but this in front of him was beautiful.
"She can't run any more but if you could fix it she'll run." Said the old man in a proud voice.
"H-how m-much?" Ranma as he was unsure why his voice had suddenly became shaky all of a sudden.
"Well, since you're a nice young boy it'll be 2500 yens." The old man said.
"2500 yens? I'll take it!" said Ranma. 2500 yens were about 25 dollars in America I think.
5 days had past as Ranma had fixes his motorcycle into beautiful one. Ranma had the tired remove and most of the engine.
The motorcycle was now as new as it was just brought right from a car company.
Nodoka was proud of her son. Ranma had finally found a hobby other than Martial Art. But she still wanted Ranma to have a girl friend at least.
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Ranma stop thinking as he heard cars honking as he looks Ranma could see that he was about to hit a girl.
By: Aaron Doan
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Disclaimer: Ranma ½ not mine.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
Start at: December 7, 1999
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The life I've left behind…
Chapter 1
The day was beautiful as the bird chirps a letter has
arrived. Ranma sat on a bench in a park he didn't
expect this. The letter was from an old friend that
he met years ago. The bees fly everywhere as the
roses blossom full bloom. You could even smell the
roses on the summer breezes. The scent was unique
and intoxicating. A small spider climb down on top
of Ranma right arm.
Ranma had recalled that spiders was peculiar
creature they spend days making it trap…a web.
For the spider it was a trap to trap its prey for food,
but for the person eyes or Ranma it was a master
piece of art Ranma then move his left arm to his
right arm and then motion the spider to go on his
left hand.
The spider then scurry away form his right arm
toward Ranma left hand. Ranma then carefully
speculate the small spider. The spider was a
common one, probably a garden spider it was
white with a red square on it bottom. The spider
had eight leg of course and it has lots of eyes
small ones like very small droplet of water.
Ranma was staring at the spider for a little
while admiring it beauty… the beauty in
nature. The spider then jump off Ranma left
hand. Ranma instantly move his right hand
to break the spider falls.
To Ranma amazement the spider was dangle in mid air
inches away from Ranma right hand. Ranma move
close to see that there was a string like tread
hanging form it butt to break it fall the spider then
crawl down toward Ranma right hand and then it
walk down Ranma legs, on the bench and then
toward the grass.
Looking back at the letter Ranma smile bitterly and was a little sadden. He remembers her. Yes he did along time ago. Even if he had just lived in this world for one year it liked years past by. He could retain what his past had done in this world this world was as much as home like others.
He could still remember the thing that this Ranma had done in this world as if it was himself. It was just like that TV show that shows in the United States. What was that show called again? Ah…yes, it was called 'Slider'. The show was about a boy that travels to parallel worlds just like earth but a little differ.
Ranma chuckles ironically, of all the people in the whole world god had to pick him. He didn't ask for the Destiny Ring, it ask him. He laugh at first about the whole traveling parallel world but not until the elder of that world gave it to him and now he was stuck between a rock and a very hard place.
Every missions that the Destiny Ring sent him was either about something about his past or a lesson if life. Ranma never that life has so many lessons to learn and so little time to learn them all.
Ranma came out of his trance when a bird flew down about five feet from him.
Ranma smiles and remember how he met the girl in this letter.
*****************************
(Flash-Back)
Ranma was young and he was sixteen. Heh, the world was his playground he could do anything. Ranma smiles as he jumps on to his motorcycle. This was his world he thought to himself as he grinned.
Ranma whoosh down the street with his motorcycle roaring into life letting everybody knows of his present. He was racing at a high speed as the wind rush toward his hair he loved it. That what caught his attention when he brought this motorcycle.
Ranma was walking down the street as he passes a junkyard there was an old man that was sitting on a stool with a hat to cover the hot sun. His face was wrinkles probably from exposure of the sun. His face was old but he looks as if he was older.
His mother Nodoka always told him to be nice to the elder. Ranma smile his mother was the greatest mother in the whole world he decided to follows her advice.
"Good morning sir." Said Ranma respectfully.
"Ah, good morning young one would you care to buy this motorcycle?" The old man asked as he pulls out a sheet that was covering something under the sheet was a motorcycle it wasn't in the best condition but it was a beaut to Ranma.
The motorcycle was in a poor condition it had a rusty old engine and everything including the chrome plate but the wheels and the leather seat was worn out. Several cuts and probably cigarette burn was on the leather seat. The chrome plate steel had scratches indicating that the motorcycle had been used.
Ranma didn't know what it was but the motorcycle had captures his heart.
Some people could say that it was just a junk but in Ranma eyes it was beautiful. He didn't know how he got interest by a motorcycles he never liked cars or any transportation but this in front of him was beautiful.
"She can't run any more but if you could fix it she'll run." Said the old man in a proud voice.
"H-how m-much?" Ranma as he was unsure why his voice had suddenly became shaky all of a sudden.
"Well, since you're a nice young boy it'll be 2500 yens." The old man said.
"2500 yens? I'll take it!" said Ranma. 2500 yens were about 25 dollars in America I think.
5 days had past as Ranma had fixes his motorcycle into beautiful one. Ranma had the tired remove and most of the engine.
The motorcycle was now as new as it was just brought right from a car company.
Nodoka was proud of her son. Ranma had finally found a hobby other than Martial Art. But she still wanted Ranma to have a girl friend at least.
***************
Ranma stop thinking as he heard cars honking as he looks Ranma could see that he was about to hit a girl.