Legal Note: I wish I owned Ranma. I could. I could buy the rights maybe. What if I legally changed my name to Ranma? Would they allow it then? I could sell my soul to Bill Gates (Satan) for the property. What's the soul for anyway?
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Opening: Ranma
Today was the last day of school. I was nervous that I wouldn't pass, but I did. Akane was probably the reason. She had forced me to study and I caught on fast. I can be pretty smart when I put my mind to it. I was trying not to fall off the fence as we walked home like always. I felt that was wrong when we got back to the Tendo dojo and everyone had been packing.
Akane said exactly what I was thinking. "What's going on?"
"Oh Akane. Father decided we'd spend a few weeks at the beach." The eldest Tendo daughter Kasumi told her. Why didn't she see me next to Akane?!
I turned to my dad with suspicion. "Pops. What's this all about?" I mean since when do we just go spend some weeks away for anything besides training? Something was up.
"Uh, n-nothing's up. J-ju-just a vacation." My father sputtered out nervously. He was lying. Why couldn't we stay here? That's when it came to me.
"You rented out the dojo didn't you?" Akane asked the old man to which she nodded.
That's when the middle daughter Nabiki grabbed my fiancée's wrist. "C'mon Akane! I need to get some things like a new bikini." The two walked away as I turned my focus to my dad.
"Hey, this isn't another scheme to get me and Akane together is it?" I grabbed him by his gi drawing him closer.
"And what if it is?" He asked sheepishly. I just threw him aside.
"This is going to suck." I said leaving the room.
I mean first of all my curse is going to interfere. I try to go swimming in the ocean and I'll go girl. This being part of another scheme to get me to accept this dumb engagement to Akane is stupid. I'll have to be careful not to get tricked into any more stupid scenarios.
This will be the summer of Saotome Ranma.
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So how was it? I may not continue with it, but who knows.
