I write this fanfic for the sake of this underused relationship in the ranmaverse.
Disclaimer : Rumiko Takahashi owns Ranma 1/2, I own a 486 PC which can access and run notepad and an evil spirit nothing more.
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She sat relaxing on the porch a bowl of shaved ice in one hand. This magnificent beauty... how she tempts.
Perhaps none of the young men in Nermia would admit it (save one) but a master of chi such as myself learns to look beyond the superficial, to the inner beauty of the soul.
Well I'll admit the diffrence in our age makes it difficult, but I cant stop thinking about her. Day and night I find my thoughts wandering to her.
Watching her as she gracefully eats the flavoured ice not noticing me I know my chances with her are slim.
Sigh.
Might as well take what I can, for as long as I can.
Before she knew what was happening Happosai was nestled between her breasts.
"Ranma-chan"
"Argh! Get of me you old freak."
Shortly before punting the old master into the sky.
The End?