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Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and Viz Media and doesn't belong to me in any shape, form or way.
...sadly and at the same time... thank goodness.
Warm weather. Shining sun. No clouds and a blue sky. One would say it's a perfect day in Nerima, Japan. Shame such a peaceful day doesn't exist there.
"RRRAAAANMAAAA! PREPARE TO DIE!"
The scream of a young teen jumping over the roofs of the houses, could probably still be heard in three kilometres distance.
The youngster, only 17 years old, wore green pants, a yellow shirt and his distinguishable yellow black printed bandana. His typical traveling backpack on his back and his red one ton umbrella in his right hand, showing his fangs. He clearly wasn't happy.
"You're getting slow, P-chan!"
The other teen running in front of the bandana wearing boy, wore a red Chinese silk shirt and black pants. He was running backwards and while facing his opponent. He stuck his tongue towards the other boy out. His long black hair braided in a pigtail.
He on the other side, clearly was enjoying how angry his rival was.
"Stop calling me that, Ranma! Someone could hear!"
The bandana wearing boy reclaimed still angry, but also scared a very particular girl could hear Ranma calling him that. Akane wasn't supposed to know about his curse, at least not yet.
"Aww, you afraid, P-chan? Akane the other day talked about how much she missed her pet. Maybe I should tell her Ryoga is already in town and will crawl into her bed again as soon as he finds her room!"
Ryoga began to get nervous and pissed. Very pissed. He changed his mind. Akane should never know!
"Don't you dare, Ranma!"
He only heard a laughter and saw how his rival turned around, to face him again and make a grimace towards him.
Ranma only looked over his shoulder while running backwards once, to see where he was heading to and jumped from the roofs onto the cement walls of the houses. He was about to jump over the entrance of one, when suddenly a cold sensation came over him.
Oh shit, was his first thought, when cold water from the ladder of the old lady under him made contact with his Skin. His second thought was, that lady must be a martial arts master in water throwing to get him every single time. He always asked himself if her only goal every day was to strike him with cold water.
His hair colour changed from black to red and his very manly body changed into a curvy feminine but still muscular one.
But she didn't had time to bother about the activation of her curse, because of the bit of water that ended up on her shoes, caused her to slip and fall from the wall.
I'm screwed, was her last thought, before her head made an acquaintance with the street.
"Ranma!"
Ryoga, who had witnessed the whole scene a few meters back, hurried to jump from the wall and land besides the young girl who was lying on the street. She didn't move a muscle.
"Oh damn. While you're in this state, I can't beat you up... damn you, Saotome."
He touched her with his foot, as if she was already dead. She still didn't move. Sometimes, he really cursed his honour and wished the rules of martial arts wouldn't forbid hurting a defenceless enemy.
He kneeled down, looking at her. a big bump was forming on the back of her head where she was knocked out only minutes ago. Her eyes were closed and he supposed she was unconscious.
Ryoga shook his head. Normally a bump wouldn't be a problem for Ranma, after all, he always survived battles, Shampoo's bike, Ukyo's spatula and the worst of all, Akane's mallet, but this bump seemed bigger than usual. Might have been the spot she got the hit.
Scowling, Ryoga suddenly grew nervous when he noticed he hadn't checked if she was breathing. The fang-toothed boy watched her closely for a second until he saw her chest rise and fall. He breathed out in relieve not noticing he himself had stopped breathing for a moment.
After having checked on her breathing state, his stare hung where he had looked at only moments ago. Two quite big round things were where he was looking and his eyes widened as he saw her breasts moving with her breathing.
He stared at them only for a moment until he noticed what he was doing and blushed hard.
First of all, she's a guy, he remembered himself trying to calm himself down with the statement. Second of all, I'm not Happosai, he thought reassuring.
After he calmed down, he figured it would be the best if he took her back to the Tendo's house, not caring it was his nemesis for once. Ryoga picked the smaller person from the ground and tucked her in his arms bride-style.
Any person who'd have seen the scene would have thought how romantic it looked like. Hopefully, no one would see him doing it. After all, the girl in his arms was no other than his mortal rival.
Just as he thought he only needed to turn around the corner, he noticed how different the street looked.
Oh no.
"I'M LOST AGAIN!"
He had searched the whole day the Tendo residence, only to accept he wouldn't find it that day.
If he was lucky he hadn't left Japan already. If he was extremely lucky, he was still in Nerima. If he was having his usual luck, he was somewhere in South America.
Getting tired because of the dead weight in his arms, he searched a vacant lot that could be used to build his tent for the night.
After only a matter of minutes he found his usual lot and couldn't believe his extreme and unusual luck. He was still in Nerima! He quickly settled down, fearing that if he made a wrong move he might end up somewhere in the world.
Strange, I found the lot without a problem, he wondered while he put his backpack down. Then he carefully put the resting girl besides it, that way Ranma could rest her head against his luggage and not the ground, the bump was already concerning enough.
At the end of the thought, Ryoga scowled. Why am I even concerned? She's Ranma! She wouldn't be concerned if I'd be in her place! ...or would she...? He thought about the times, he had been injured and how Ranma often had took him to the Tendo's to care for him. .
..Fine. Ranma would be concerned... I think...
Suddenly seeing how the sky was getting darker by every minute, Ryoga reached down to his backpack and wanted to start building his tent.
With all the movement, Ranma's head turned around and she let out a little groan. Ryoga stopped his movements within a second. That was her first sign of being alive, besides breathing, since she fell unconscious.
"R-Ranma?"
He tried to sound soft and gentle and shook her a little. She didn't move.
"Ranma?"
He tried again, this time a bit harder. Still no sign of consciousness.
"RANMA!"
He almost everything but screamed and shook her hard. Again, no movement.
Ryoga sighed and gave up. He continued to build his tent up. Within ten minutes, the tent stood and the sky darkened completely, only having the moon as a lamp. He glanced over where his backpack was and saw the red haired boy-girl still sleeping.
The hazel eyed boy grunted and formed a scowl. He had wished that Ranma would have woken up by now, so he wouldn't have to take care of her anymore. But it was his usual bad luck that decided, he would have to deal with the girl some time more.
Making a fire and starting to boil some water in his kettle to make some tea, he considered the possibility about pouring some hot water on Ranma to turn her back into a boy but then stopped when he thought about how difficult it would be when he'd need to drag her into his tent, not to mention how weird it would look to drag a teenage boy into a tent, late at night. Dragging a girl into one already looked bad.
Finishing the thought, he began to blush. It clearly sounded perverse if someone else thought about it. Drag him/her into his tent. after all Ranma's male side could be considered attractive and the female one was a pretty girl and had an incredible body and was unconscious... blushing as much until his face got red, he followed the dirty thought until Ryoga started to feel his nose dripping blood heavily.
Suddenly feeling aware of how much he just had thought about... That, while he tried to stop his bleeding nose from losing even more body fluids than he already was losing, he grew more and more embarrassed and ashamed until he couldn't stop himself from screaming.
"SHE'S A GUY, RYOGA! SNAP OUT OF IT!"
His scream reached the nearest houses and their habitants. Becoming aware of his error, Ryoga saw how some lights were turning on inside them and before anyone could see through their windows or step out their door, Ryoga poured some water onto the fire, grabbed his things that were still outside the tent and threw them inside it. At last, he grabbed Ranma and pushed her limp body inside.
He definitely didn't wanted to be seen with an unconscious girl and even less with Ranma.
He himself entered the tent when everything was inside and peeked out the opening, to see that most of the house owners already had shut their light off and went inside their houses again, yawning and scratching their heads while cursing. This was definitely a new record for Ryoga. For having completed his task in 5 seconds, he should get an award.
After being sure everything was calm once again, Ryoga turned his lamp on. He still had to organise his futon and pack the rest of his things back into his backpack.
When he finished he started to get undressed for bed. It was then, when he remembered the still limp female body beside him.
He nearly jumped and grew nervous. He had never undressed in front of a girl. It was something that should be done when...
He blushed and pushed back the thought, fearing another nosebleed attack. After all, she is actually a he and at the moment unconscious, the lost boy tried to convince himself and pulled his shirt over his head. That was it. He didn't dare to do anything else. Also, he had undressed many times in front of Ranma, so why should it be this time different? ...Perhaps, because of what happened last month? ... Nah!
When he got to the sleeping bag and Ranma, he realised, there were two persons but only one sleeping bag.
Uh oh.
This would be a long night.
When Ryoga woke up the next day, he felt something extremely warm and tickling his nose. Wanting to pay much more attention to it, he slowly opened his eyes, only to see red. A lot of red.
Then he tried to focus his vision on it and failed again. The fang-toothed boy tried to move his arms to regain strength, only to feel that he wasn't able to do so.
Okay, this is strange, perhaps I slept in a bad position and my arms fell asleep, but they don't feel asleep, so what is it?, he wondered.
Despite of his earlier failure, he tried to focus on the hairy thing in front of him that he was hugging. Hairy? ...hugging? Oh no.
Ryoga widened his eyes in realisation and tried to back away from the sleeping girl as if she'd be a contagious illness.
The only results of these actions were a panicking Ryoga and the girl only holding tighter to him. Just like a boa constrictor, he met once when he had got lost in a jungle.
Ryoga stopped moving and tried to think. He truly hoped nothing had happened between the girl and him. Then he searched in his mind what had happened last night. The only thing that calmed him a bit down was the fact that both were wearing clothes. Well, he was missing his shirt but she was fully clothed in a red silk shirt and blue-blackish pants.
That's good, because if she'd be... Unclothed, I'd have a panic attack, she's got a nice body, he thought.
Wait a second. Red hair. A red silk shirt... Ryoga remembered what had happened the day before and relaxed a bit. Ranma was still holding him tight to her chest. Her very big and round chest...
This time fully aware who the person was who he was hugging only moments ago, Ryoga pushed with all his force to get away from Ranma.
After freeing himself from the deadly grip of his supposed enemy, Ryoga needed some time to breathe in and out. He truly considered going to visit Tofu after he got rid of Ranma, to talk to someone about this. He'd go nuts if this kept up.
After calming down and replacing fright with anger, Ryoga grunted and took Ranma by her shoulders. He started to shake her not caring about if it might hurt her.
She still didn't seemed to react to any of Ryoga's efforts to wake her up. Her eyes were still closed and the only sign of her of still being alive was her soft breathing.
Ryoga only sighed. This was going to be a very long day.