Hello! New to writing Fanfiction, so forgive me if I'm not very good at first. I'll probably end up using too many comas and the dialogue probably won't sound too natural at first, but I'm trying to improve. Now, as you may have guessed, this is a Ranma ½ Fanfic, and I'll be mixing a variety of cliches together in an attempt to write an amusing story. First of all, this is an AU, one where Ranma was born a girl. Yep, that's right, a girl. Not that he knows, of course.

Also, I draw inspiration for this fanfic from stories such as:

Worlds Fall Apart by Creamsoda1382

Genma's Daughter by Clasicalgal

And The Contract by Ranranami, who should totally continue with the story if they're somehow, against all odds, reading this.

Ranma lazily stood in the schools packed auditorium, keeping to the side and out of the way of the more 'normal' students, all of whom seemed to find his life fascinating as of late.

Or, more fascinating than usual.

He always hated rumors, but as of late his hatred had turned more volatile, he had almost wished it were capable of turning into a physical entity just so he could show it how much he despised it. It seemed the only reprieve he would have from the newest gossip floating throughout the school would be at his home, with his father and mother. They didn't know of the rumors, and therefore couldn't gossip about it.

Thank goodness after the failed wedding his mother seemed to believe the constant pressure was getting between him and Akane, she had thankfully had him and his father move back into their newly reconstructed home. He was sure that if he was still staying at the Tendos' the rumors would somehow find their way into his home life, which would potentially be fatal for him and his father.

Inwardly sighing, he thought back to when the rumors had first begun two weeks prior.

It had been off to such a good day, a week had passed since the failed wedding and his moving in with his mother, he hadn't had to deal with any poisonous breakfast courtesy of a certain fiance and he had just learned his least favorite teacher would be absent for the week. When their substitute walked through the classroom doors, he had been certain it would be a good day.

Judging by the huge glass frames on her head and her elderly appearance, he quickly surmised it would be safe to sleep for the rest of the period. Even if she was able to make out his sleeping form, with her eyesight it would be all but impossible for her to identify him and thus get him in trouble. So good was his mood, in fact, he had even volunteered his services, to the shock of many, before he took his nap.

A nice, long few minutes later, he had returned to the teachers' desk with the extra papers he had passed out, a carefree smile resting on his face.

It would not last long.

"Thank you, ma'am." Those were all the words she had to say for his pleasant mood to quickly sour, as a quick check downward(Noticing the absence of his cursed forms chest) confirmed he was currently 100% male.

A slight chuckle passed through the class at the substitutes' mistake, none of them appearing to take it too seriously.

He quickly cleared his throat, ready to correct the old woman's' slight to his manhood.

"Actually, it's 'sir'." He firmly insisted, still trying to be as polite as possible but leaving no room for argument as it was somewhat of a touchy subject.

Judging by the woman's cringe and the apologetic expression that appeared on his face, he knew it was an honest mistake the woman had made, and he felt slightly guilty at assuming that she had somehow done it on purpose. The woman didn't know him, didn't know of his curse. She wasn't teasing him, it was just the fault of her bad eyesight.

Relieved that he got his point across and that she knew of her mistake, he started the return trip to his desk, knowing that he would be able to sleep without feeling morally wrong. She called him a girl, he slept through her class. An equal exchange. That, however, would not be how things would go down.

It seemed the old woman wanted to apologize and explain how she made her mistake.

"I'm sorry young man, it's just that my sight isn't as good as it used to be. I mostly rely on a persons' voice and the general shape of their body to tell them apart."

Of course, this little bit of information only seemed to sour his mood even more.

So she was saying that he sounded like a girl? Somewhat looked like a girl?

Okay, he could admit that his voice wasn't the deepest, but it was obvious that it belonged to a guy. And maybe his hair was sort of girly, but it was more or less similar to how he wore it his whole life, his dad never letting it get too short, possibly trying to force him to appreciate it while he had it, since it was entirely possible he could lose it at a young age as he had. None of that made him girly, and sure, maybe he was getting a little carried away with his anger since the woman never necessarily said he was girly, but he was sure it was implied.

He may not be the broadest of guys, but that was for the simple fact that it didn't complement his style of Martial Arts. Speed and agility beat power any day of the week as far as he was concerned, so what if it made him leaner than other guys now that adulthood was starting to beef them up? It wasn't like they were stronger than him, though he might not look it, if he were willing, he could easily punch a tree in half with a single blow. And…

Okay, he was getting off track. He wouldn't admit it, but anytime someone would slight his masculinity he would defend it with reasons that had nothing to do with the subject at hand.

Of course, rumors of how he was girly started circulating the school over the next few days, but that was only part of the problem. He would have been able to ignore those, and they likely wouldn't have lasted very long. The real problem began on the Thursday of that week, a few days after his issue with the old woman.

It turned out something had happened to her grandchild that prevented her from subbing for our class that day, and with the number of substitutes willing to come over to Furiken as low as it was, it meant that the school nurse, who not many even knew we had, would be taking over for that period that day.

The incident with the previous sub almost forgotten, he hadn't thought much of the new one. So, imagine his surprise when, while he was napping as had become usual for this week, he was rudely awakened by an eraser to the head.

"Ow! What the hell?" He shot up as he rubbed the sore spot on his head, not noticing at first the nasty glare he was receiving from the nurse/substitute.

"Judging by your foul language, obviously due to lack of proper words in your employ, sleeping during class is the last thing you should be doing. What is your name young man?"

Well, she seemed nasty, and he was the one who just woke up on the wrong side of the desk. If anyone should be rude, it should be him. And it would. Giving a cocky smirk, one that many teachers feared/found annoying, he answered.

"Ranma Saotome." If she actually turned out to be the nurse here, then she would definitely have heard of him from some of the other staff members. Pretty much all of them except Ms. Hinako refused from punishing him nowadays, and though he probably shouldn't, he felt pride in knowing that.

Unsurprisingly, a look of recognition appeared on her face. As it turned out, she had heard of him. Well, looks like he was good to go back to sleep then.

However, her next words seemed to wake him back up.

"Ah yes, the girl with the curse that transforms her into a man." The certainty she said that with just seemed so wrong.

A scowl quickly appeared on his face. Another jokester!

"Listen here, Lady, I don't turn into a man, I am one. Ya got it backward." Maybe that was a bit forceful. Maybe he didn't care.

Now she was scowling. What? Didn't like getting called out on her bluff? Or would it be another mistake, like the old woman sub?

"Nonsense!" She had exclaimed, seeming as if she actually believed the crap she was spouting.

"As the school nurse, I have access to your medical records in case a previous illness or condition acts up! That includes your birth certificate." Well, that surprised him, though he wasn't entirely sure where she was going with it. Well, he did actually, but he didn't believe it.

"So? Are those records gonna say my pops took me to the hospital cause I suddenly became a boy overnight? Yeah right." The sarcasm may have been a little over the top but this lady was laying it on a little too much. The lie, that is.

The nurse lady seemed to be angered by this if the reddening of her face was anything to go by. 'Well, too bad. Insult me and I insult you'. It was a shame he never noticed how she never specifically insulted him, well, if you didn't count how she insulted him for sleeping in class.

"Kuonji! You're in charge!" She shouted before storming out of the classroom, likely headed to find someone else to take over this class. That, or find Ms. Hinako to drain him so he'd behave.

As soon as she went out the door the class erupted into action, quickly surrounding him and asking questions. All of which he ignored.

"What'd she mean by that, sugar?" 'Like hell if I know Ucchan.'

"Do you mean you're really a girl, Saotome?" 'Don't get yer hopes up buddy.'

"Ranma's not that perverted to pretend to be a boy just to get a look in their locker room, right?." 'Gee, thanks 'Kane.'

"Don't be ridiculous, Akane. You know Jusenkyo curses are activated by cold water, not warm. At least as long as his dad's not really a panda that turns into a man?" 'Huh? Seems they knew a bit about curses. At least that'll clear things up though. Thanks, Sayuri.'

"I mean, yeah? But that's with animal curses. Ranma's the only one I know that switches genders. Maybe it's different?" 'Leave it to the other of 'Kane's friends to make the problem worse. Yuki? Whatever.'

"Hmm, could be?" 'Okay, like hell!'

Finally fed up with it, he leaned up from his reclined position and slammed his hands on his desk to make his point.

"I am a man!" He shouted, and like before when he's had this talk, he left no room for discussion.

"Is that so?" The voice that started all this suddenly piped up, revealing to the students their return to the classroom.

"Yeah, and nothing ya say or do will ever change that." As if to prove him wrong she splashed him with the cup he didn't even notice she had been carrying. Removing the red hair from her eyes, Ranma glared at the now taller woman. The only reaction that got her, however, was a sniff of the nose and an upturned head.

"And when, exactly, did you get your curse young lady?" The nurse asked with a smirk.

"Three years ago." Ranma nearly growled out, thinking of what she could do to make this woman suffer. A gasp of surprise rang throughout the room.

"Ranma? I thought your father dragged you to us after you got cursed?" Akane asked, somewhat in disbelief.

Ranma could only groan slightly, she had told her already. Sort of.

"Nah. Remember how I said we left for China after that missed fight with Ryoga? Yeah, that was in Junior High and we got ta Jusenkyo a bit after that."

"Yeah, but I thought you left after finishing it, not after spending a few weeks there!" 'Oh…'

"But I thought I told you I spent a few years lookin' for a cure for the dragon whisker."

"Oh…"

"But anyway, yeah. Got the curse a few years ago." Ranma continued as she turned her head towards the substitute who merely raised an eyebrow.

"And this curse transforms you into a girl?"

"Uh-huh." She nodded her head, which only seemed to make the small smile on the substitutes face grow more.

"Then, allow me to settle this nonsense right now." And with that, she threw a piece of paper onto her desk for all to see.

"Ranma Saotome. Gender, Female. Born to Genma and Nodoka Saotome at Nerima General Hospital." Frowning, Ranma picked up the paper with a frown on her face.

"And what exactly is this supposed ta be?" She asked.

"Your birth certificate. Made on the day of your birth, years before you claim to have been cursed, clearly stating that you were born a girl." Ranma's mouth seemed to go dry only for her to realize something.

"A fake." She said, "Or a mistake was made, knowin' my pops that's probably what happened." Despite hearing the words coming from her mouth, the rest of the class kept on gossiping about her supposed 'real' gender, not even listening to her protests.

"Hey!" She shouted, finally managing to get the class's attention after a few minutes.

"I'm a guy! How else would my pop have sent me to an all-boys Junior High?" She asked, and for some reason that only seemed to make a few of the girls angry.

"That jackass! Not only did he raise you like a boy, he even forced you to go to an all-boys school! Didn't he realize how dangerous that would be for you if one of the guys found out?!" What that implied only seemed to gross Ranma out, that had been a real worry after she had gotten cursed.

"No! Listen! I am a guy." Que some jackass touching her breasts which resulted in him, in turn, receiving a fist to the face.

"I was born a guy." She corrected. For some reason, Ukyo decided she would make her life hell at that moment, a smirk on her face that suggested to the class she was just being playful. That, however, was not actually caught by the class, who seemed to take the words as gospel.

"Honey, you did say that you thought I was a guy when you agreed to marry me as kids."

'Why, Ucchan, why?'

And there the rumors that would plague him for the next two weeks started. The only ones that seemed to believe him were Akane, Nabiki, and Ukyo, with everyone else in school seeming to believe he was a girl. The bitch of a nurse that started all this was never seen since, and believe him, he looked.

It got even worse when, on the day after the incident with the nurse, Principal Pineapple informed him that the school board had somehow gotten news of the sudden cold splashes he would somehow receive in the school shower and decided he couldn't use the boy's locker room anymore, or the bathrooms either. Instead, he would use one of the teacher's bathrooms that was specially designated to him. As for showers, he would have to use the ones the school usually saved for the athletes during home games.

All this served to make him feel more like a freak than usual. Whenever anything happened in gym class there was a huge argument over which side he should be on, boys or girls. He was incapable of using the boys' restroom with similar punishment as the girls if caught. And, while he wasn't complaining, the girls no longer seemed to be paying him any romantic attention anymore. Instead, they seemed as if they were trying to include him into their circle.

All of this lead to him avoiding contact with any other student as they all gathered at the assembly today. Somehow it had gotten into Principal Kuno's head that the students weren't enjoying school enough, so he put something together.

'Probably a way to get everyone a new haircut,' He snorted. 'And knowing my luck, he'd try and give me a bowl cut.'

"Greeting kahunas and wahines!" The as fore mentioned principal finally called out. A chorus of boos followed, yet he didn't seem to acknowledge them.

"Now, now keikis', It has come ta mah attention that ya's not be appreciatin' da Hawaiian experience I's been bringin' ya's!"

'No… It couldn't be… Has he finally realized how insane he's been with this Hawaii nonsense?'

"That's why I's arranged for ya's ta experience it first hand!"

'...Nevermind.'

"That's right Keikis'! I'ma takin y'all ta the big islands themselves! In two weeks we's a goin to Hawaii!"

'Well, that was entirely random and out of nowhere, but…'

"Yahoooo!" A chorus of applause and shouts rang through the air, Ranma included. Of course, it seemed that only his grade would be going, with the other grades being absent. Or maybe the announcement was being done separately.

'I hope not.'

He could really use the break from Kuno. But still, even if the entire school went….

Hawaii!

It's just….

Hawaii!

Who wouldn't be excited?

Sure he's traveled basically all over the world on his training trip, but that just it, it was a training trip. There was no time to have fun, no time to relax, everything was more or less on his father's schedule. When to get up, when to eat, when to train, when to sleep. Hell, even bathroom breaks were scheduled.

'Man, Hawaii…'

"How was your day at school, son?" The calm voice of his mother sounded from the kitchen as Ranma stepped through the door.

"Eh, you know, the usual. I guess the Principals having my grade go on a trip in about two weeks."

"Oh?" His mother's head popped through the kitchen door as she questioned him.

"Yeah, turns out he got tired of nobody respecting Hawaii that he thought we might change our minds if we've been there ourselves." It seemed that really got her attention as her eyes widened and she fully stepped through the door and into the living room, a cup in her right hand that she seemed to be using a cloth to clean.

"Hawaii you say?"

"Yeah." He nodded along. She beamed at him.

"Oh, it's been ages since I've been! You're gonna love it, honey!" He raised an eyebrow at that, his mother's been to Hawaii before?

"Oh don't look at me like that! I know I don't look it but I had a lot of fun when I was younger. I haven't always been looked as respectful as I do now." Huh, he never really thought about that. He grew up thinking she had died when he was younger and when he finally saw her again it was under the guise of 'Ranko' so he never really got a chance to ask her then, and when he finally met her as her son he was just so happy to be with her that he forgot to ask basically anything about her.

"Anyways, hopefully, your time in Hawaii will let you finally be intimate with one of your fiances. Personally I'm gunning for the Ukyo girl." Continued his mother.

"Eh, I don't think so." He said, not really looking at her now. He didn't admit it, but lately, he was starting to feel that his life wasn't his own to live. Everything was being decided for him. From a young age, it was decided via a contract that he was only ever to act in a certain way, he would then have to marry someone he likely wouldn't love and take over a job he couldn't say he really wanted so he could take care of his dad.

Then it got even more complicated as time went on. He was now also expected by an entirely different family to marry their daughter and once again take over a job he wouldn't enjoy as a cheif. Now even people from China seemed to have a say in how he lived his life and who he was gonna marry. It sort of hurt, but he wasn't allowed to admit it or else everyone would get mad at how he was acting.

"How dare you lead my daughter along and hurt her feelings!"

"But your father said we would marry Ran-chan, family honor demands it!"

"Amazon law states outsider male who defeats Amazon female has to marry!"

Nobody ever asked his opinion, as if he didn't get a choice in his own life. The closest anyone came was with his mother, and she only wanted to know who he would marry/have a child with first. She expected him to have all of them.

"Why not?" She asked, seeming genuinely confused.

"Don't you find one of them the least bit sexy or attractive?"

The only thing he could do was give her a confused look. He wasn't a pervert and he thought she knew that. He knew he wasn't like Happosai.

"I'm not a pervert, mom!" He wasn't. The only time he thought you were supposed to have those thoughts were when you were married unless you were a pervert. Akane had only served to further enforce those thoughts. He genuinely couldn't understand why everyone seemed so confused about that.

Though, maybe his mother didn't agree with this, judging by the confused look on her face.

"What part of finding someone attractive makes you a pervert? Everyone has the desire to have sex with someone. You don't need to be embarrassed about that sweetie. As a matter of fact, I encourage it!"

Now it was his turn to look confused. Was his mom really that perverted that she thought that? Sure, he had heard a few of the guys mentioning wanting to have their way with a specific girl, but those were the guys that Akane had already confirmed were perverts. Well, maybe this was a chance to clarify those things, he just hoped that he didn't hurt her feelings. And that she didn't hurt him.

"Eh, mom, I think you're the only person who thinks that's normal. I'm pretty sure you're only supposed ta find someone sexy when you're married to 'em, unless you're Happosai. I'm not saying you're a pervert, I just don't think ya know how guys think is all." He tried saying it as nice as possible, and tried not to sound too confused when he said it either, but he didn't have much experience with this kind of stuff regardless of what people said. He knew it wasn't natural to just want to have sex with every woman you see. If that were the case he would likely be married to all his fiances already, likely with kids on the way.

Judging by the(for some reason) worried look in his mothers' eyes, that wasn't the right thing to say.

"Can you stay here for a minute, son? I'll be right back." Without waiting for an answer, she rushed upstairs, likely to look for something.

'Oh well, maybe it'll help her realize not everyone thinks about sex like that, and if she does it'll be easier around here without being pressured into getting married… or she'll push it even more' he really hoped she wouldn't at least.

He was distracted from his line of thoughts, however, when he heard knocking at the door. Shrugging, he decided to go and answer it.

Opening the door, he was unsurprised to find Akane there. They had made plans earlier in the day to meet up at his house away from Nabiki so that they could start planning for the trip in a few weeks. Luckily, Akane's attitude towards him seemed to improve since Jusendo, not romantically, but they found that they could be friends. Real friends, not the awkward friendship they settled into forcibly due to being engaged by their parents.

With a quick greeting, he stepped to the side and let her in, hoping his mother wasn't about to make things awkward with whatever she set off to find.

Nodoka was worried.

For some reason, her son seemed to think it was abnormal for a young man to have any thoughts pertaining to sex. Not only that, but he expressed genuine confusion when she tried explaining it was natural, almost as if he had never felt that way before.

And that was unnatural.

Granted, she knew her views could be a bit screwy when it involved her son and women, but that was merely because she wanted her son to have an amazing life, and so she tried to encourage him in the only way she could thought would make a man happy. Women. She knew her husband was a bit of a pervert when it came to them, and the other men she knew seemed just as bad. For example, his master and his best friend. Happosai went without question, and Soun was quite the ladies man back in the day, before he got with his wife that is.

So, when she learned her son had many fiances, it was natural for her to assume that he was a bit of a pervert too, not that she would ever say such a thing, and his father basically confirmed it when he mentioned that Ranma himself choose Ukyo when they were younger, and then how he challenged Shampoo for the hand in marriage. So she went along with it, wanting to see her son happy.

And if it just so happened to give her many grandchildren to spoil in the future…

Now, however, she was beginning to suspect that her husband had lied to her about the details of her sons' engagements.

One thing she knew for certain, however, was that it was natural to have… urges, whether you were a boy or a girl. It was just a part of life.

Her son, for some reason, didn't seem to have these urges, if what she gathered from the earlier conversation was correct.

That was why she had to be sure. So, heading to her room, she took a magazine that her husband had hid years ago, which was miraculously intact after all these years and didn't seem to be damaged when the house was destroyed.

Satisfied that the contents of the magazine would allow her to confirm whether her hunch was correct or not, she headed on down to the living room, ready to perform a 'test' on her son.

"So, what do you think about the trip to Hawaii, Ranma?" Akane asked him kindly. Ranma smiled slightly, it was amazing what saving someone's life could do for their relationship. Before Jusendo, she would merely assume he would say or do something perverted if given the opportunity to head to Hawaii. Accuse him of using his curse to spy on women who knew nothing of it, maybe even say he would attempt to go into the women's changing room, which was more or less the same thing.

Now though? They could actually hold a conversation. He would refrain from insulting her when she didn't need it, and she would wait to hear his side of the story before jumping to conclusions. No, neither of them could claim to love the other, not really, but they were getting along just nicely. No need to throw in any engagements and ruin their relationship.

Before he could answer her question, though, his mother came down from upstairs, a magazine in her hand. Stopping as she saw Akane, she let out a slight smile.

"Oh, Akane! It's good to see you. I'm glad you're here, this more or less concerns you too."

Well, he's dead. He didn't know what she went to get but judging by their conversation a while ago it wasn't anything good. He and Akane got along now, sure, but his mother usually had certain views when it came to his fiances and said things that made it hard to explain.

"Auntie! What's the matter? Is something wrong?"

"Oh, it's probably nothing! It's just that I thought of something that might be wrong with Ranma and if I'm right, it would explain a lot."

Well, that was something? Was his mother worried that something might be wrong with him because he didn't share the same views as she did when it came to matters of the opposite sex? And now she's going to worry Akane for no reason.

Akane's face lit with worry, however, when she heard his mother's words.

"Is something wrong with Ranma? Is he going to be okay?"

His mother had a small, sad smile on her face. Leaning forward and dragging Akane with her to a corner of the room, she seemed to whisper something to her that made Akane gasp. Akane, looking at him for a second with worry before her face took on an understanding look, once more turned to his mother and gave a nod.

As one, the two came to him, his mother unfolding the magazine in her hands and revealing it all in its glory to him.

"Ranma, I know it might seem perverted to you, but I want you to look at these photos and tell me if you feel anything. Anything at all honey."

Confused, but complying, Ranma flipped through the magazine. His confusion, however, only seemed to grow when all he found were photos of naked women. Did his mother want him to feel lust? Like Happosai? Was he supposed to shout 'What a haul! What a haul!'?

His mother must've seen his confused look and assumed the worst, whatever that may be. She appeared to have a sad look in her eyes as she pulled the magazine from his grasp.

"Nothing?" She asked, seeming as if she already knew the answer. Ranma could only sigh, not wanting to disappoint his mother.

"I'm sorry, Ma, but I'm not a pervert."

Surprisingly, it was Akane who let out small cries of 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry!' as she wrapped her arms around him and cried.

She told him of how sorry she was for ever accusing him of being a pervert.

All in all, this only served to further confuse him. What was wrong? Was he supposed to leer at those women?

"Come." His mother said, standing from her position on the couch, her eyes red and puffy.

"I believe a visit to Dr. Tofu and your father is in order."

"I don't see why we gotta do this, I'm perfectly fine!" Ranma protested as they made their way into the clinic some odd twenty minutes later.

"Ranma, I know you don't understand, but your mom's right! This could be serious!" Akane shouted, it seemed that whatever got them worried was really bugging them.

"Ranma? Nodoka? What are y'all doing here?" Ranma's father, Genma, asked as he stepped out into the waiting room. It seemed moving back in with his mother had motivated his father to finish his training. It had been somewhat of a surprise to Ranma when he learned that his father used to be in training to become a nurse and hopefully doctor. Though, the surprise quickly left when he remembered how good his dad had been when treating his wounds on their trip, oftentimes not having the money to see a doctor.

After learning this it started to make sense why his father had become Tofu's assistant when they first moved back to Nerima. Moreover, it made sense why Dr. Tofu would employ his dad since it turned out he actually had some training.

Stepping forward, his mother started to explain.

"We're here for a checkup on Ranma. I think something may be wrong with his sex-drive."

Genma paled, quickly understanding the implications of that. If something were wrong, then it was unlikely the schools would ever be joined. That and his son wouldn't be too happy…. Yeah, that's the main reason.

Nodding, Genma opened the door to Dr. Tofu's office.

"Come in. Luckily today hasn't been busy. You're the only ones here right now."

Stepping into the examination room, Ranma was suddenly feeling very nervous. All other times he'd been to see a doctor had been due to injuries sustained from a fight. Broken bones, concussions and anything similar was nothing to sneeze at when you had your ki pumping to speed up their recovery. This, however, was for something unknown to him, something that would have, if his mother was to be believed, a serious impact on his life.

Taking a deep breath to calm his now jittery nerves, Ranma greeted the Doctor.

"Yo!" Alright, not the best of greetings, but he honestly had no idea what to say.

"Ah, Ranma. Judging by the fact that you don't appear to have any visual injuries, I take it this isn't going to be a usual checkup?" Dr. Tofu was nothing if not observant. Or maybe it was just obvious, his mother was here this time, something that never really happened before so maybe it was easy to jump to that conclusion.

"Yes, Dr. Ono. I brought Ranma here because I believe something may be wrong with his sex drive. It could be anything, really, but I think it might be the result of his curse." Before Ranma had the chance to answer, his mother beat him to it and quite loudly proclaimed the reason for their visit, for which he was thankful that they were the only ones at the clinic at this time.

"Ah, and I take it you're concerned this may cause complications with his future wife?" A firm nod from his mother was the only confirmation the good doctor received, but he took it.

"Okay, then I'm going to need to perform a few tests on Ranma, here. I believe you want to remain in the room Mr. and Mrs. Saotome?"

"Yes," Genma answered, speaking for both of them.

"Akane? It's up to you and his parents if you want to remain in the room."

Akane looked to his mother, who gave a nod of the head, before once more focusing her attention on Dr. Tofu and proclaiming she would stay.

"Alright, Ranma. I'm gonna have to ask that you strip to your underwear for this part."

With no embarrassment(Modesty?) Ranma's clothes hit the floor as soon as he was given the instructions. Akane simply looked away, blushing all the while.

Without hesitation, Tofu brought his bare hand up and felt along Ranma's chest, circulating Ki between them to get a reading. After a few minutes of examination, Tofu's hand moving along Ranma's body at different angles, he ceased the circulation of Ki and removed his hands from Ranma, a slight frown marring his usual carefree face.

Next, Tofu stepped aside and reached into a box of rubber gloves, quickly pulling on a pair.

"Now Ranma, what I'm about to do might seem a bit unpleasant, but bear with me here, it's all done for the sake of your health."

Receiving a nod of confirmation, something fairly common today, Tofu began his observation of the boys' privates, while Ranma remained unflinching even as he felt the Doctors hands touching him. Once more, the frown reappeared on Tofu's face, doing nothing to ease the trouble the parents of the boy were feeling.

Pulling away, Tofu disposed of the gloves.

"Alright, Ranma. Your mother has some concerns that this may concern your cursed form, and I can't say for certain if it may be true." The words were expected, but that didn't stop the pain it caused to his parents. Most noticeably Genma, but that was to be expected. He may be blaming himself for the boys' condition. Especially if what he suspected were to be true.

"Okay Ranma, I'm going to ask that you switch into your cursed form so we can run the same tests. Do you think you can do that?"

Determination in his eyes, Ranma once more nodded.

"Yeah, no problem."

A quick glass of water and loss of manhood later and Ranma-chan stood before the doctor, ready to continue with the observation. Which, now that Ranma was a girl, Akane seemed to be able to once more observe, now lacking the blush the had adorned her face earlier.

Once more bringing his hand up to touch the now red-headed girl's chest, he absently noted the slight rise in attention he was receiving from the girl. Likely, it was due to a certain perverted midget. Tofu mentally made a note of Genma's change in posture, likely subconscious.

Circulating Ki again, Tofu became slightly more sure of the theory he had come up with. Now actively trying to keep his feelings off his face so as to not cause anymore fear to the people in the room, Tofu pulled back.

Repeating his lines from earlier, he donned a fresh set of gloves before reaching into the boxers the girl was wearing, being extra observant of Ranma's reactions. A flinch, barely noticeable, but still there, greeted him.

Disposing of his gloves, Tofu motioned for the girl to get dressed.

"Alright now, before I give my opinion, I have a favor to ask of Ranma." Stunned, Ranma quickly squared up her shoulders in an attempt to make her look more reliable(?) and asked,

"Sure Doc, whatcha want?"

Smiling, mostly to put the girl at ease, he answered.

"Nothing much, I was just wondering if you could run some test results to a patient to me real quick? I'll tell your parents the result of the test and they could tell you later. It's just that I was supposed to do it earlier but got sidetracked with your checkup." He smiled sheepishly, hand rubbing the back of his head in an embarrassed manner.

"No problem, Doc." She assured, she felt it was her fault for him not being able to deliver it personally anyway. That, and she was pretty certain he didn't want her hearing what he had to say, probably going to use her parents as a buffer.

It made her nervous and, she secretly admitted, scared.

"I trust you won't peak?"

A shake of the head.

Perfect.

"Alright, I'll be seeing you later then. Hopefully not too banged up." Tofu laughed, trying to ease the young woman's worries.

Once Ranma was safely out the door and bounding across rooftops, Tofu turned to the remaining occupants in the room, a deep frown on his face.

To the three, it was frightening. Judging by the Doctors reaction this was serious, and none had the faintest hint to what was wrong.

Well, one of them could guess, but they hoped for all their sakes that he was wrong.

"Now then," The Doctor began, focusing a fierce glare on the parents.

"I assume one of you must know why Ranma seems to think she's a boy?"

Genma nearly fainted.

This chapter was a bit rushed, and the characters may have been a bit OOC, but I'm trying to fix that. This chapter basically lays the groundwork and I'll try to slow things down some. I'll try not to bash any characters.