"Argh!" The pencil snapped into two pieces and went flying across the room. "I hate this! I just don't get it!"

Akane sighed. "Oh come now. The great Ranma Saotome defeated by a little 'ol math problem?"

"Hey!"

"Well, if you'd just pay attention in class maybe you wouldn't have to put up with my tutoring!"

School's just so… boring! And I still don't see why I need to know this stuff in order to run a dojo!"

"You want to hire Nabiki to do the bookkeeping for your dojo?"

"Um…"

"So let me get this straight. Anything that doesn't have martial arts in it is uninteresting to you?"

"Well, um… Maybe…"

"Figures. Anyway, back to work. Okay, if a circle has the radius of 5 units, what's the circumference?"

"Oh wait! I know this one. It's 8, no 13 er um… 39?"

"No! ER! Okay, let's review. You multiply the radius by 2 to get the denominator and then multiply that by pi."

"Pie? Where!?!?"

"Idiot! Are you even listening!?!"

"I'm sorry! I just don't see why this stuff is so important! It has absolutely NOTHING to do with martial arts!"

"Hmmm… Okay, try this. You're chasing after Ryoga who is trying to head for a telephone pole that's about 25 feet away. However, he is running in a perfect circle. How far are you going to follow him in one rotation?"

"Easy, about 157 feet."

"And that would be the answer to number 6."

"Really!?!? Hey whadja know! I found a circu-uh whatchamacallit! Can you do that for those things with the letter's in 'em?"

"Well, I suppose I could try."

"Gee, thanks Akane, You're a pal."

"I'm overjoyed. Alright, so you have 3 other fiancé's, and…"

"Gulp."

"And I've already malleted you twice that day. How many 'visits' is it going to take before I send you into a concussion with 11 hits?"

"Um, 3."

"Very good."

"Man, I'm doomed."

"I'll say."

"Um, I still don't like math. It gives me a headache."

"Ha ha. Gotcha!"

"Yeah, yeah, but are you going easy on me or something? I rarely escape with only 3 malletings per girl!"

"I'm letting up for the sake of algebra."

"Um oh okay then."

* * *

"Hey Akane, check it out!"

Ranma held up a piece of paper for Akane to see. She looked it over in surprise. "You got a C-?"

"Yep! Ain't it great! I actually passed!"

"But you understand this stuff now don't you? I mean I figured you'd have done better than a barely passing grade!"

"Huh? Hey you're right! Stupid teacher. I'm gonna kill him."

He started to dash off but Akane caught him. "Wait a minute." She flipped through the test and face faulted. "Oh brother."

"What? What is it?"

Akane pointed to number 3 and read the question. "If the radius of a circle is 3, how do you know that the circumference is approximately 57.

Ranma looked over her shoulder and read his response. "Because Ryoga is an idiot."

"And number 5?" Akane growled.

"Cuz' Shampoo doesn't use doors." Ranma started to deflate a bit.

"And number 10?" Akane began to glow red.

Ranma gulped. "Cuz' Akane's cooking is dangerous."

"Ranma, prepare to die!"

Akane chased after Ranma with her mallet as he subconsciously calculated how long it would take before she made impact.

"Wait a minute Akane! You gotta let me explain!" *WHAM* Hey that hurt you stupid tomboy…"

The End