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Cursed First Kisses

Ranma cursed as he fled from one rooftop to the next. Some days it just wasn't worth getting out of bed. Take today, the day he dreaded most out of the whole year, Valentines Day. Days like these were truly the days he KNEW he was cursed for sure.

During his years of life on the road, women had always thrown themselves at him. Then, it used to be because he was so darn cute. Now it was because he was handsome and charismatic, (so said some of his one-shot fiancés, not that it mattered to Akane.)

On those types of days, he knew that his curse wasn't to be a girl, but to be a pretty girl. For heaven's sakes, now he had GUY suitors as well as the fiancés constantly chasing him! Not to mention the amounts of chocolate that would be crammed down his throat besides all the chocolates that would be demanded of his girl side. He would be constantly hunted for all of Valentine's Day, and White Day was sure to be even worse, with all the girl's guilt-tripping him to give them chocolate. No, no he would definitely have to run away for all of the deadly month of February. Maybe he could follow Ryoga and get good and lost for the month?

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It had all started that morning, when the smell of charring cacao had alerted him that Akane had made a batch of chocolate. When she came charging out of the kitchen with a batch of them on a platter, he had known that he had better start running. But noooo, his own father had grabbed him and mercilessly held him down.

"Be a man Ranma," Genma had grunted as Ranma squirmed, "And take your chocolates." Soun had then jumped into the fray to keep Ranma from fleeing.

"Come on son," Soun had grunted, "Do it for Akane."

"I don't wanna," Ranma had opened his mouth to yell and promptly had 3 chocolates stuffed into his mouth. With a satisfied look on her face, Akane had stood back to watch. The rest of the household, who by that time had been drawn by the commotion, had held their breath as they waited to see if Ranma would survive Akane's cooking this time. Even though Ranma had endured gods on steroids and super powered challenger, it was always a toss-up if he would survive Akane's cooking, since on occasion Akane would transform Kasumi's kitchen into the lab of a mad scientist and cook up something that moved. Anyway, no one would have bet on his survival, despite Nabiki's best efforts. As Ranma's face turned red, they watched….