Akane stood there for a moment, in total shock. 'He's . . . She's . . .
Ran . . . ko? What?'
"Ranma! Wait up!" She ran after her, into the Dojo, where Ranma stood practicing a kata. Akane had never seen this kata before. It was almost like a dance. . . . thrust, kick, kick, spin, jump, punch, kick, spin, spin, thrust, kick, spin, kick, jump, spin, spin, punch, punch, thrust, thrust . . . . the pattern continued over and over again, and Akane was mesmerized as it became more complex and went faster and faster, adding more spins and double combinations. Akane had no idea how long she stood there. But she knew that she was there for a while, and watched until all of a sudden Ranma came to a stop, her body still staying in perfect balance. Ranma turned and looked at Akane calmly.
"Hey, Akane."
At the mild statement, Akane suddenly forgot her awe of his . . . err, her kata, and remembered all of her earlier anger as it came back in a rush.
"What do you mean by 'It's Ranko now'? Tell me!" Akane stood with her hands on her hips and glared, and Ranma just stood there, sighed, and sat down, motioning for Akane to do the same.
"Akane, this is gonna take a while."
"Why is it gonna take a while?! Just tell me and be done with it!"
Ranma sighed again. "It's a little more . . . .complicated than that. If I just make it simple, you won't understand it anyway, so I'd like to explain it all to you. Is that okay?" Ranma sighed a third time. 'If I just tell her that I wanna be friends, she'll get even more mad at me. So I guess I'll tell her everything, and . . . . hope for the best.'
Akane sat down with a huff, and waited for an explanation. Ranma sighed one more time and looked at her, then began talking.
"When I'm a guy, I'm Ranma Saotome. I have 3 official fiancées, one nonofficial one, a fear of cats, no mother, a father who doesn't care, and not a person on earth who trusts me. I'm someone that lots of people hate, some people love, but nobody likes. I'm not allowed to cry, or to be sad, or to be giddy or happy or be sorry. I'm a martial artist without a family, and a martial artist without love. I'm a martial artist without friends. I'm completely alone, with no one who cares. But when I'm a girl . . . . well, for the people who know I'm really a guy, I'm Ranma Saotome, the freak who changes gender. But the people who don't . . . . I'm just Ranko, the redhead who can be happy, and can cry, and can do martial arts. I have one admiring freak, but I don't have 3 fiancées. I'm just . . . a girl. But I still don't have a family. Or friends. But my life as a girl is so much less complicated. I'm . . . ." Ranma took a deep breath and continued on. "I'm happier with my life as a girl. So I think that I'm going to stay this way. But before I complicate your life, and mine, any further, I want to know one thing." Ranma stood up, took another deep breath, and offered Akane a hand.
"Hi, I'm Ranko, wanna be friends?"
END CH. 2 of 3
Ok, I know this chapter is woefully short. I'm already halfway through the next (and last) chapter, and that'll be put up sometime tomorrow, I hope. This just seemed like a good place to end a chapter. I wish there was more content, but there isn't. Read and review. And thank you, all of you who commented on the first chapter! And I'm also sorry I forgot to put something at the bottom telling you it was the first chapter of 3. I'll eventually put the chapters together as soon as I'm done. So that'll be soon. Thanks for your patience!
"Ranma! Wait up!" She ran after her, into the Dojo, where Ranma stood practicing a kata. Akane had never seen this kata before. It was almost like a dance. . . . thrust, kick, kick, spin, jump, punch, kick, spin, spin, thrust, kick, spin, kick, jump, spin, spin, punch, punch, thrust, thrust . . . . the pattern continued over and over again, and Akane was mesmerized as it became more complex and went faster and faster, adding more spins and double combinations. Akane had no idea how long she stood there. But she knew that she was there for a while, and watched until all of a sudden Ranma came to a stop, her body still staying in perfect balance. Ranma turned and looked at Akane calmly.
"Hey, Akane."
At the mild statement, Akane suddenly forgot her awe of his . . . err, her kata, and remembered all of her earlier anger as it came back in a rush.
"What do you mean by 'It's Ranko now'? Tell me!" Akane stood with her hands on her hips and glared, and Ranma just stood there, sighed, and sat down, motioning for Akane to do the same.
"Akane, this is gonna take a while."
"Why is it gonna take a while?! Just tell me and be done with it!"
Ranma sighed again. "It's a little more . . . .complicated than that. If I just make it simple, you won't understand it anyway, so I'd like to explain it all to you. Is that okay?" Ranma sighed a third time. 'If I just tell her that I wanna be friends, she'll get even more mad at me. So I guess I'll tell her everything, and . . . . hope for the best.'
Akane sat down with a huff, and waited for an explanation. Ranma sighed one more time and looked at her, then began talking.
"When I'm a guy, I'm Ranma Saotome. I have 3 official fiancées, one nonofficial one, a fear of cats, no mother, a father who doesn't care, and not a person on earth who trusts me. I'm someone that lots of people hate, some people love, but nobody likes. I'm not allowed to cry, or to be sad, or to be giddy or happy or be sorry. I'm a martial artist without a family, and a martial artist without love. I'm a martial artist without friends. I'm completely alone, with no one who cares. But when I'm a girl . . . . well, for the people who know I'm really a guy, I'm Ranma Saotome, the freak who changes gender. But the people who don't . . . . I'm just Ranko, the redhead who can be happy, and can cry, and can do martial arts. I have one admiring freak, but I don't have 3 fiancées. I'm just . . . a girl. But I still don't have a family. Or friends. But my life as a girl is so much less complicated. I'm . . . ." Ranma took a deep breath and continued on. "I'm happier with my life as a girl. So I think that I'm going to stay this way. But before I complicate your life, and mine, any further, I want to know one thing." Ranma stood up, took another deep breath, and offered Akane a hand.
"Hi, I'm Ranko, wanna be friends?"
END CH. 2 of 3
Ok, I know this chapter is woefully short. I'm already halfway through the next (and last) chapter, and that'll be put up sometime tomorrow, I hope. This just seemed like a good place to end a chapter. I wish there was more content, but there isn't. Read and review. And thank you, all of you who commented on the first chapter! And I'm also sorry I forgot to put something at the bottom telling you it was the first chapter of 3. I'll eventually put the chapters together as soon as I'm done. So that'll be soon. Thanks for your patience!
