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Chapter Seven: Akane
Ranma was just sleeping on a lounge chair. He figured since we got in for free we might as well enjoy the club. I was just walking around as the sun set. I was over by the pool walking around to get back when I was bumped into sending me into the water. It was the deep end and I began going under and flailing my arms. Then I was saved.
"Thanks again Ranma."
"Ranma?" I looked to find a boy with short dirty blonde hair. He was cute and his build wasn't spectacular, but he was well built. A martial artist or maybe a swimmer.
"Oh sorry. I thought you were someone else." I felt my cheeks glow in embarrassment, or was it something else?
"I'm sorry for hitting you in. What are you doing by a pool if you can't swim anyway?" He led me to a lounge chair nearby and we sat down across from one another.
"My friend had been teaching me to, but we failed today." I sighed.
"So you can't swim? Well, you're in luck then. I'm Ezu Samba." He gave me a great smile.
"Uh, am I supposed to know that name?" he slumped some before returning upright.
"You never heard of me? I'm the number one martial artist in Japan. Er, I mean marine martial artist."
"Marine martial arts?" What the hell was that?
"Yes it's martial arts, but you fight in a pool and so on." He seemed almost gloating as expected.
"Er, well, I'm Tendo Akane, of the Tendo School of anything-goes martial arts." I seemed happy now.
"Wow, so you're a martial artist as well? I'll teach you to swim Akane. How 'bout it?"
"Well, you are the best. I guess it couldn't hurt." I like the idea of being taught by a master at it, but part of me was against it because Ranma wanted to teach me. He hates me though.
"Okay, but it's late though so how about tomorrow morning?"
"Okay then." I felt like I was betraying Ranma.
"You aren't part of the club are you?" I shook my head. "Okay. Tomorrow say you're my guest and they'll let you in." I nodded. That's when Ranma came from nowhere sitting in the gap between us facing Samba.
"Who are you?" Ranma was looking at him suspiciously.
"I'm Ezu Samba. Martial artist." He looked at me pointing at Ranma. "Is he a friend of yours Akane?" I nodded my head.
"Akane. I think I understand now." Ranma stood up pointing at Samba. "I challenge you to a match Tango!"
"It's Samba, and I accept." He stood to meet Ranma. "We will face off in marine martial arts at the stadium just over there." He pointed to a stadium six blocks away.
"Marine martial arts?" Ranma was puzzled. "Isn't that fighting in water? I accept as long as the pool is heated."
"Oh, it is that type. Why request that?"
"Uh, no reason.. Tomorrow we will fight there at seven at night. Don't be late!"
Why did Ranma challenge a guy for no reason? I know he likes fighting, but usually he was the one being challenged.
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This is a bonus just because I missed 4 days. I made two new Ranma stories so check 'em out.
