A/N: Burning frost has given me permission to take over that is all.
NOTE Ranma's Jusenkyo curse is non-existent. If you don't like it then I apologize, for your lack of originality. Click back anytime you wish.
Disclaimer: I give all claims to Rumiko Takahashi.
Ranma looked at the book in his hands that had been given to him after talking to a wandering monk. Who had said that he had a lot of built up stress.
Flashback
A wandering monk stopped as he saw a young black haired boy with a pig-tail walking away from a beaten up panda muttering something about 'Stupid Oyaji' coughing into his hands he smiled when he got the youth's attention. "I noticed you have a lot of stress in your life young one, care to talk about it?"
Ranma looked at the monk carefully before deciding he wasn't dangerous. "Yeah I have a bunch of problems but I'd rather not talk about it in the open like this."
The monk frowned before an idea hit him. "Well that's too bad but tell you what, write down your troubles in this journal it may help you since you can write what you honestly feel in here without worrying about another person's reactions."
Ranma nodded his head as he accepted the rather big journal "Thanks for the…hey where did he go?" as he looked around he noted one thing. The monk was nowhere in sight.
End flashback
'I guess it can't hurt at least this way I can get things off of my chest every now and then.' He was sitting in a café with a pencil in hand as he tried to come up with a catchy title for his journal, 'Might as well make it look like a book I'm working on instead of a journal. Then it hit him I got it I'll call it the Chronicles of a Bishouen writing down the title on the cover and signing it under his name he smiled, before turning to the first page and labeling it…
-Intro-
Perverts… Everywhere I go its perverts… No matter what I do or where I go, no matter what I say or how cruel I sound, no matter if I speak in their language or not… they're there… Those perverts.
They're always up on me, rubbing against me, trying to cop a feel or something… Some of them just want something other girls can't have, others want a trophy husband, and most… most just wanna screw… or at least that's how they put it… Age don't matter to them, status don't matter neither. Young, old, poor rich, they're all over! And on me most of the time!
Some guys say they'd kill to be in my place.... I say I'd kill to get outta it… Even back in my old school, my old "ALL BOYS" school, I met them. You have no idea how many times I got called to the principal's office after class. At first I kind of thought it was because I haven't been in school for a while… Then I got a good look in Yumiko-sensei's eyes. I knew it 'because I've seen it before. She wanted me… and she didn't care about rules…
I told Oyaji. He didn't give a damn. Couple days later I get called in after school 'an… 'An… I'm still not sure how I got out… Yumiko-Sensei had to know martial arts or something because I haven't heard of anyone that could've taken off my clothes that fast… Damn pervert…
I Left school and Japan that day… Left one a my best friends hanging too… Regretted it, but I paid for it dearly. In China we met the Amazons and I have never run so damn fast in my life… not even when Oyaji tied fatty tuna to me and tossed me to the wolves… Swam from China and went back to Japan and then Oyaji drops the big one. I got a fiancé.
Like HELL I'm going to get married to some pervert girl! All girls are perverts! And I AIN'T GONNA-… Uh… wait…that isn't coming out right…
I am not gay or anything like that.
I just don't want some pervert girl. I want someone who wants me for me… you know… Maybe I could give this fiancé thing a chance right? Maybe she isn't going to be a pervert or something…
BUT IF SHE IS I'M GONNA KICK HER ASS, AND THEN OYAJI'S ASS FOR TRYIN TO SELL ME OFF IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!
Setting down his pencil he smiled as he re-read the first page. "Not bad if I say so myself." He muttered as he packed everything away and walked out of the café as he spotted his Oyaji walking around looking for him 'I guess I should just give it a try.'
End
Well here is the first chapter of my remake of the story Chronicles of a Bishouen by burning frost. i hope you all like it. This story will have many weird situations in the future, which Ranma recounts through the use of his journal. However, it will not be a first person view on things. As he writes it is kind of like a flashback as everything happens in present tense.
Enjoy