[This is not a lemon, no matter if it seems at times. Ranma 1/2 created by
Rumiko Takahashi, and owned by a bunch of companies like Viz Video and
Kitty Films. All other animes and characters owned by whomever created
them. Tis a silly jest.]
Ranma stared in astonishment at the girl on her knees before him.
He'd often went barefoot, but nothing like this had ever happened before.
"Com'n, stop it! This is disgusting! I don't want any part of this!"
Kodachi stared up from where she'd been sucking on his toes.
"Mmphff?" She let his toe slide wetly from her mouth, "You're not enjoying
this Ranma-darling?"
Ranma valiantly tried to fight down thoughts of allowing Kodachi
to continue. One stray thought did flit through his mind. "Who would have
known that Kodachi had a foot fetish?"
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Lunatic Fringe Otaku Presents
Strange Dreams - A Ranma 1/2 Story
by Anne Packrat
------------------
Ranma woke up with in a cold sweat. "Wha- What the hell was that?"
he asked himself, "Why am I dreaming of Kodachi of all people, and why
would I have her do *that*?" Ranma shook his head to clear out the last
misty remanants. He settled back down to sleep, and possibly, to dream...
-------------------
"Dahling!" Ranma heard this and began running more quickly. That
call had always caused enormous fear in him. That was curious, nothing
scared him, except *her*.
Ranma risked a look behind him, the purple-haired Shampoo in the
tiger-skin bikini was still descending upon him like a vengeful (but
very loving) goddess. "Dahling no run away! Shampoo catch dahling!"
Ranma screamed as the long awaited electricity engulfed him.
--------------------
Ranma rolled over in his sleep. Muttering something about Chinese
oni-amazons. The dreams continued...
---------------------
"Stupid tomboy, girl," he muttered as he leaped from tree to tree.
He flicked one of his dog ears and jumped down onto the village. The
future-girl, Akane, was helping clean up after the attack by the demoness,
Mara of the Hair.
Akane turned when she heard the dog-boy land. "Inu-Ranma! Why
aren't you helping us?"
Inu-Ranma sat on his hauches, vaguely looking like a sitting dog.
"Hmph. I don't see why I gotta help. It wasn't my fault."
Akane fumed. "Baka! You could still help! I can't believe how
insensitive you are sometimes!"
Inu-Ranma glared at Akane, but stooped to help an old woman lash
some logs together. Akane saw this and smiled. Inu-Ranma quickly hid his
face, lest she notice his blush...
-----------------------
Ranma smiled in his sleep. The dreams rolled on...
-----------------------
"You are safe now, fair maiden!" The swordsman said to the red-
haired female beside him. Kuno looked closer at the female. "What's
your name?"
"My name is Ranma Inverse," she said cutely, "Thanks for your
help."
Kuno looked even more closely at Ranma, the lone hamster powering
his mind was running feverously. "Ah! I thought I was saving a woman,
yet I see that thou art a mere girl! Ah well, what are you doing out so
late?"
Ranma Inverse fumed. Little Girl! She, a sorcerous unparalled,
called a girl! -I know I look young for my age, but this is ridiculous!-
she thought to herself. Still Kuno had helped her (not that she couldn't
take the bandits herself). He was stupid, true, but he would serve as a
bodyguard...
-------------------------
Ranma sat up in bed. "Man, what is it with these dreams?" he asked
softly, "My female self as a wizard and Kuno as a stupid fighter?" He
reflected for a minute, "Well, Kuno as a stupid fighter wasn't that far
off... Still! These are getting really strange! Next I'll be a three-
eyed girl or something..."
--------------------------
Ryouga Ikari carefully sat down next to his fellow Eva pilot. Ranma
didn't even look up. Ryouga sighed. It was so hard for him to make friends
here. He'd hoped that since Ranma also piloted an Eva that she'd know what
it was like.
"Nice day..." Ryouga remarked. Ranma nodded slightly, not turning
her attention from her lunch. Undaunted, Ryouga tried again, "You did
really well with that one Angel a few days ago... Weren't you scared?"
Ranma gave Ryouga a brief look and then was back at her lunch.
"Hai..." she whispered softly.
----------------------------
Time passed the sleeping Ranma. Dreams passed him too...
-----------------------------
Ranma-Ranma bounded outside happily. Mousse had come to play
again! "Papa-san!" Ranma-Ranma called, "I'm going to go play with Mousse!"
"Okay, Ranma-Ranma!" the mad scientist/father called, "Try not to
destroy too much of the city!"
"HAAAAAAAIIIIIIII!!!!!!" Ranma-Ranma called. "Mousse? You come
to play with Ranma-Ranma?"
Mousse scowled. "I've come to get your body, Ranma-Ranma! This
time it will be mine!" A mass of guns, blades, scythes, and other
implements of destruction popped out of her robe. "Prepare yourself!"
-------------------------------
This time Ranma woke up almost screaming. "My god... To think,
that I'd be a-a c-c-c cc-aa..." He shivered and got up to use the
bathroom. He settled back in bed, and promptly fell asleep.
-------------------------------
"Can you walk Ukyou home, Ranma?" Youta asked the red-haired video
girl, "I'm so full that I can barely move!"
Ranma scowled and glared at Youta. "You are such a wimp
sometimes!" She scowled and headed towards the door where Youta's
unrequited love, Ukyou, was waiting. "Com'n..." She gestured outside
and put on her shoes. Ukyou did the same and followed her. Soon they
were walking home.
"So, uh, how did you meet my, uh, brother?" Ranma asked. Ukyou
took a breath and answered, "Well, I was coming home from working at the
restaurant when I found him just sitting outside a store. He just looked
so cute and forlorn..."
"Baka," Ranma replied (sounding like certain tomboy), "He can't
even go shopping by himself!"
Ukyou didn't seem to hear the criticism. "And, well, he's been
so nice to me, I thought I'd make him dinner as a sort of thankyou for all
the advice he'd given me." She stopped suddenly. Ranma turned to see
what the matter was. Ukyou said softly, almost sadly, "It would have been
easier if I'd fallen in love with Youta-kun..."
Ranma stared at the girl. -Youta...-
-------------------------
This time Ranma woke up screaming. Him as a Video Girl?! Never!
He sat up and wiped the sweat from his brow. "No way... What's wrong with
me?! Why am I having these dreams?!!!!" he yelled to the world. Next
to him he heard a disgruntled growl. He looked over and found his father
holding up a sign. It read:
"You should have believed me when I said Akane was cooking!"
-------------------------
Epilogue (Author's Indulgence)
I looked around at the strange, yet familiar bar around me. "The
Retreat" it was called if I remembered correctly. I was sitting with a girl
and a man with glowing eyes. -Jinx and Hunter- my mind filled me in.
"So," Hunter said, his eyes neutral, "Who are you thanking for
this?"
I cleared my throat and began the obligatory author's notes.
"Well, first I'm thanking Rumiko Takahashi for creating Ranma..." They
nodded approval. "Then I'm thanking my friends, Mike and Todd for getting
me into it in the first place..."
"It was good they did that," Jinx replied, "Otherwise, many CAPOWers
would go unmalleted!"
"Then I want to thank all my friends, online, college, and offline,
for supporting me. And I want to thank the ever resourceful people who
read all these and put them on RAAC, and, uh, I guess I should thank
CAPOW..." A cheer went up at that. I continued. "Uh, and I'd like to
thank the reader. Comments should be mailed to me at a_packrat@juno.com,
and my stories are at http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/8094/lspace.html."
"AND?" Joseph prodded from a nearby table. And gulped and gathered
my courage, "And I wish to apologize to Richard Lawson for a remark I made
in 'Introspections: Of Pandas and Men'. The remark I made was that Genma
never gets a fair shake in fanfics. In fact, as I discovered later that
night when I read the series, Genma is portrayed very well and honorably
in 'Thy Inward Love' a series by Mr. Lawson. I apologize profusely, and
would like to thank those (including Mr. Lawson) who brought this to my
attention."
Joseph nodded in satisfaction. "I'm surprised a tomboy like you
was humble enough to apologize!"
My eyes glazed over at that as I felt anger rise. "Tomboy?!" A
mallet appeared in my hand. "BAKA!!!!!" [WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM]
---------------------------
Anne sat up. She'd just had a really strange dream. She couldn't
remember the exact detail, but she seemed to remember mallets, CAPOW, and
an infinite wall of sake...
A knock at the door brought her attention back to the present. Anne
climbed down off her top bunk and grumbled to herself. "It's a good thing
my roommates are gone for the weekend! Who would call at this hour?" She
opened the door to find several angry, weapon-wielding, Ranma 1/2
characters.
"We wish to talk to you about your latest *story*, Anne..." Ranma
said. "EEP!" Anne shouted before she was grabbed by the shirt collar and
dragged out into the hall. That night the dorm was disturbed by the sound
of violence, but everyone was tired from finals so they didn't get up to
check.
Afterward, Anne muttered weakly, "I-ite...."
-Anne Packrat (a_packrat@juno.com) 11/21/97
http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/8094
"I was born a dreamer, I will die a dreamer, and in between I will
have seen a glimpse of eternity." - A great teenage poet
Rumiko Takahashi, and owned by a bunch of companies like Viz Video and
Kitty Films. All other animes and characters owned by whomever created
them. Tis a silly jest.]
Ranma stared in astonishment at the girl on her knees before him.
He'd often went barefoot, but nothing like this had ever happened before.
"Com'n, stop it! This is disgusting! I don't want any part of this!"
Kodachi stared up from where she'd been sucking on his toes.
"Mmphff?" She let his toe slide wetly from her mouth, "You're not enjoying
this Ranma-darling?"
Ranma valiantly tried to fight down thoughts of allowing Kodachi
to continue. One stray thought did flit through his mind. "Who would have
known that Kodachi had a foot fetish?"
--------------
Lunatic Fringe Otaku Presents
Strange Dreams - A Ranma 1/2 Story
by Anne Packrat
------------------
Ranma woke up with in a cold sweat. "Wha- What the hell was that?"
he asked himself, "Why am I dreaming of Kodachi of all people, and why
would I have her do *that*?" Ranma shook his head to clear out the last
misty remanants. He settled back down to sleep, and possibly, to dream...
-------------------
"Dahling!" Ranma heard this and began running more quickly. That
call had always caused enormous fear in him. That was curious, nothing
scared him, except *her*.
Ranma risked a look behind him, the purple-haired Shampoo in the
tiger-skin bikini was still descending upon him like a vengeful (but
very loving) goddess. "Dahling no run away! Shampoo catch dahling!"
Ranma screamed as the long awaited electricity engulfed him.
--------------------
Ranma rolled over in his sleep. Muttering something about Chinese
oni-amazons. The dreams continued...
---------------------
"Stupid tomboy, girl," he muttered as he leaped from tree to tree.
He flicked one of his dog ears and jumped down onto the village. The
future-girl, Akane, was helping clean up after the attack by the demoness,
Mara of the Hair.
Akane turned when she heard the dog-boy land. "Inu-Ranma! Why
aren't you helping us?"
Inu-Ranma sat on his hauches, vaguely looking like a sitting dog.
"Hmph. I don't see why I gotta help. It wasn't my fault."
Akane fumed. "Baka! You could still help! I can't believe how
insensitive you are sometimes!"
Inu-Ranma glared at Akane, but stooped to help an old woman lash
some logs together. Akane saw this and smiled. Inu-Ranma quickly hid his
face, lest she notice his blush...
-----------------------
Ranma smiled in his sleep. The dreams rolled on...
-----------------------
"You are safe now, fair maiden!" The swordsman said to the red-
haired female beside him. Kuno looked closer at the female. "What's
your name?"
"My name is Ranma Inverse," she said cutely, "Thanks for your
help."
Kuno looked even more closely at Ranma, the lone hamster powering
his mind was running feverously. "Ah! I thought I was saving a woman,
yet I see that thou art a mere girl! Ah well, what are you doing out so
late?"
Ranma Inverse fumed. Little Girl! She, a sorcerous unparalled,
called a girl! -I know I look young for my age, but this is ridiculous!-
she thought to herself. Still Kuno had helped her (not that she couldn't
take the bandits herself). He was stupid, true, but he would serve as a
bodyguard...
-------------------------
Ranma sat up in bed. "Man, what is it with these dreams?" he asked
softly, "My female self as a wizard and Kuno as a stupid fighter?" He
reflected for a minute, "Well, Kuno as a stupid fighter wasn't that far
off... Still! These are getting really strange! Next I'll be a three-
eyed girl or something..."
--------------------------
Ryouga Ikari carefully sat down next to his fellow Eva pilot. Ranma
didn't even look up. Ryouga sighed. It was so hard for him to make friends
here. He'd hoped that since Ranma also piloted an Eva that she'd know what
it was like.
"Nice day..." Ryouga remarked. Ranma nodded slightly, not turning
her attention from her lunch. Undaunted, Ryouga tried again, "You did
really well with that one Angel a few days ago... Weren't you scared?"
Ranma gave Ryouga a brief look and then was back at her lunch.
"Hai..." she whispered softly.
----------------------------
Time passed the sleeping Ranma. Dreams passed him too...
-----------------------------
Ranma-Ranma bounded outside happily. Mousse had come to play
again! "Papa-san!" Ranma-Ranma called, "I'm going to go play with Mousse!"
"Okay, Ranma-Ranma!" the mad scientist/father called, "Try not to
destroy too much of the city!"
"HAAAAAAAIIIIIIII!!!!!!" Ranma-Ranma called. "Mousse? You come
to play with Ranma-Ranma?"
Mousse scowled. "I've come to get your body, Ranma-Ranma! This
time it will be mine!" A mass of guns, blades, scythes, and other
implements of destruction popped out of her robe. "Prepare yourself!"
-------------------------------
This time Ranma woke up almost screaming. "My god... To think,
that I'd be a-a c-c-c cc-aa..." He shivered and got up to use the
bathroom. He settled back in bed, and promptly fell asleep.
-------------------------------
"Can you walk Ukyou home, Ranma?" Youta asked the red-haired video
girl, "I'm so full that I can barely move!"
Ranma scowled and glared at Youta. "You are such a wimp
sometimes!" She scowled and headed towards the door where Youta's
unrequited love, Ukyou, was waiting. "Com'n..." She gestured outside
and put on her shoes. Ukyou did the same and followed her. Soon they
were walking home.
"So, uh, how did you meet my, uh, brother?" Ranma asked. Ukyou
took a breath and answered, "Well, I was coming home from working at the
restaurant when I found him just sitting outside a store. He just looked
so cute and forlorn..."
"Baka," Ranma replied (sounding like certain tomboy), "He can't
even go shopping by himself!"
Ukyou didn't seem to hear the criticism. "And, well, he's been
so nice to me, I thought I'd make him dinner as a sort of thankyou for all
the advice he'd given me." She stopped suddenly. Ranma turned to see
what the matter was. Ukyou said softly, almost sadly, "It would have been
easier if I'd fallen in love with Youta-kun..."
Ranma stared at the girl. -Youta...-
-------------------------
This time Ranma woke up screaming. Him as a Video Girl?! Never!
He sat up and wiped the sweat from his brow. "No way... What's wrong with
me?! Why am I having these dreams?!!!!" he yelled to the world. Next
to him he heard a disgruntled growl. He looked over and found his father
holding up a sign. It read:
"You should have believed me when I said Akane was cooking!"
-------------------------
Epilogue (Author's Indulgence)
I looked around at the strange, yet familiar bar around me. "The
Retreat" it was called if I remembered correctly. I was sitting with a girl
and a man with glowing eyes. -Jinx and Hunter- my mind filled me in.
"So," Hunter said, his eyes neutral, "Who are you thanking for
this?"
I cleared my throat and began the obligatory author's notes.
"Well, first I'm thanking Rumiko Takahashi for creating Ranma..." They
nodded approval. "Then I'm thanking my friends, Mike and Todd for getting
me into it in the first place..."
"It was good they did that," Jinx replied, "Otherwise, many CAPOWers
would go unmalleted!"
"Then I want to thank all my friends, online, college, and offline,
for supporting me. And I want to thank the ever resourceful people who
read all these and put them on RAAC, and, uh, I guess I should thank
CAPOW..." A cheer went up at that. I continued. "Uh, and I'd like to
thank the reader. Comments should be mailed to me at a_packrat@juno.com,
and my stories are at http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/8094/lspace.html."
"AND?" Joseph prodded from a nearby table. And gulped and gathered
my courage, "And I wish to apologize to Richard Lawson for a remark I made
in 'Introspections: Of Pandas and Men'. The remark I made was that Genma
never gets a fair shake in fanfics. In fact, as I discovered later that
night when I read the series, Genma is portrayed very well and honorably
in 'Thy Inward Love' a series by Mr. Lawson. I apologize profusely, and
would like to thank those (including Mr. Lawson) who brought this to my
attention."
Joseph nodded in satisfaction. "I'm surprised a tomboy like you
was humble enough to apologize!"
My eyes glazed over at that as I felt anger rise. "Tomboy?!" A
mallet appeared in my hand. "BAKA!!!!!" [WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM]
---------------------------
Anne sat up. She'd just had a really strange dream. She couldn't
remember the exact detail, but she seemed to remember mallets, CAPOW, and
an infinite wall of sake...
A knock at the door brought her attention back to the present. Anne
climbed down off her top bunk and grumbled to herself. "It's a good thing
my roommates are gone for the weekend! Who would call at this hour?" She
opened the door to find several angry, weapon-wielding, Ranma 1/2
characters.
"We wish to talk to you about your latest *story*, Anne..." Ranma
said. "EEP!" Anne shouted before she was grabbed by the shirt collar and
dragged out into the hall. That night the dorm was disturbed by the sound
of violence, but everyone was tired from finals so they didn't get up to
check.
Afterward, Anne muttered weakly, "I-ite...."
-Anne Packrat (a_packrat@juno.com) 11/21/97
http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/8094
"I was born a dreamer, I will die a dreamer, and in between I will
have seen a glimpse of eternity." - A great teenage poet