Disclaimer- I don't own Ranma1/2. Tomo is mine.

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I jerked my hand from the water and backed away, my eyes never leaving the sight in front of me. Out of the water rose a guy. A guy! Not a pig, but a GUY. A teenage guy to be precise. He looked to be close to my age, I'd guess. He had black hair and was wearing an orange and black bandana as he stared at me.

"Well. Are you happy now? I've had my bath." He said, his eyebrow cocked.

"Uh, um, wha..." I stammered, shocked speechless. I had to slap my hand over my mouth, needed to keep that rising scream from escaping you know, as I stared at him, my eyes wide.

He sighed before replying. "I'm Ryoga Hibiki. This is a really long story."

"I...I bet." I squeaked between my fingers, my eyes still glued on him.

"Where to start, where to start..." he mumbled, before he continued. "Uh, well, you know that little black pig you threw in here? That's, eh, me. See, this really strange thing happened to me. When I get hit with cold water, I...turn into that pig. Hot water changes me back." He replied, like that was any explanation.

"Uh, right. Whatever you say." I said, a fake smile plastered on my face. Guy was obviously nuts. Either that or I was nuts...

"Well, it's your choice whether you believe me or not, but can I at least have a towel? I'd like to get out." He said, his voice flat as he stared at me.

I nodded or something I think as I got to my feet and moved woodenly into the other room, grabbing a towel. I walked back to the door of the bath and tossed it to him. "Here. You can let me know when you're done." I said, pulling the door shut. "This is bizarre." I muttered as I paced back and forth. Kasumi had given me the pig to bathe; never acting like it was anything other than a pig. HE claimed to BE that pig. Maybe I should test this cold water theory of his. "Give myself some peace of mind." I told myself, starting to feel hysterical and a bit crazy. But how would I get him wet? Wait, wait! There was a spray bottle in my bath caddy, wasn't there?

"Hah! I'll fill it with water and spray him with it when I follow him out of here." I concluded as I grinned insanely. I know, not a very...intelligent...plan, but I wasn't exactly feeling rational at the moment, either. He slid the door open then as I chuckled evilly to myself, the towel wrapped around his waist. I grabbed my bath caddy as I brushed by him, glancing at him as we passed. He wasn't that bad looking, I suppose. Seemed to be pretty muscular and in shape. And he was tall too, about 6'2, I suppose.

I made my way over to the sink and turned the tap on, filling my spray bottle as I calculated my plan, a malicious grin on my face. When I'd finished several minutes later, I turned around and saw him standing there in the doorway still, watching me.

"Uh, you're still here? Why?!" I demanded, my eyes widening again. What was with this guy?!

"What time is it?" He asked, sounding a bit worried.

"About 4. Why?" I asked as I wrinkled my nose, confused again. He blanched, frozen in place, his eyes wide.

"Where is your room?!" he demanded, his eyes locking onto mine. The desperation on his face surprised me.

"Huh?!" I exclaimed, confused even further. This guy was nuts!

"Your ROOM!! Akane will be home anytime! She can't SEE me like this!! You must help me! Please! I'll do anything!" He exclaimed, desperation coloring his voice as he grabbed me by the shoulders.

"Ok, ok!" I said, holding my hands up in front of me. "Follow me." I added. I went to the door and opened it a little so I could stick my head out. I glanced first to the left, then to the right. Confident the coast was clear, I opened the door wider and beckoned to Ryoga as I hurried down the hall and up the stairs to the second floor. We were almost to my room when we heard the door downstairs open. Ryoga grabbed my arm in a death grip as I paused; listening to the sounds of voices and movement as it drifted up the stairs.

"Ranma! You're such a jerk!" A girl exclaimed, the sound of a bag or something being thrown on the floor as Ryoga freaked, just about dragging me down the hall.

"We...we have to go now! That's Akane!" he hissed as we reached my room. Dragging me inside, he shut the door and hurried over to the window, closing the blind.

"What are we going to do?" He muttered to himself as he sat down on the bed and put his head in his hands.

I scowled at him as I walked over to my desk and sat my caddy down, whirling to stare at him after I'd done so, my arms crossed over my chest.

"Oh no you didn't just sit on my bed in that wet towel, boy. What do you think you're doing! Get up, Ryoga or whatever you said your name was!" I snapped at him. I think my Central Park friends were starting to rub off on me...

He looked up at me, seeming to remember I was in the room, and he narrowed his eyes, tilting his head to the side.

"Uh, who are you anyway?" He asked. Geez! Figures he wouldn't think to ask that until now.

"I'm Tomo. The foreign exchange student staying with the Tendo's? You're that pig...P-chan, and evidently it lives here, so I thought you would have known." I snapped.

"Oh. That makes sense." He replied. Like der. Made a whole lot more sense than his pig and water explanation.

"Sure. Whatever. Now, listen Ryoga. I take it this Akane doesn't know you and the pig are one and the same, am I right or what?" I asked as I sat down in the desk chair, crossing my legs.

"Well, obviously." I heard him mutter.

"What's the problem then?" I asked with a casual shrug of my shoulders. I didn't see what the big deal was, really.

"I can't go out like this! I'm just wearing a towel! Besides, how would I explain this?!" He said.

Well, I suppose he had a point, I thought as I tried to comb out my tangled hair with my fingers.

"I guess your right. But what are you planning on doing? You can't sit in here all night, you know."

"If I had my clothes, I could climb down the balcony." He replied as he got up and went to peak out the window.

"Sounds simple enough. You got any clothes around here someplace?" I asked, my face expressionless as I watched him.

"This happens to me often. Changing into the pig, I mean. I keep a spare set of clothes hidden here. I'll show you where they are."

Crossing over to the window, Ryoga pulled the blind up, pointing at some bushes by the wall of the stone fence or whatever around the house.

"See those bushes there? Under one of them you'll find the clothes I stashed." He informed me. Figures I'd be the one who was going to have to go craw through the bushes.

He closed the blind as I walked over to my suitcase and flopped it open. "Heaven help me, I'll do it. Mainly because I'm tired and I want you gone. I'm going to get dressed. So go hide in the closet. When I'm through, I'll go get your stuff. Then, when I get back, you can get dressed and I'll throw...I mean HELP you get down off the balcony." I told him as I grabbed a pair of jeans and a T-shirt from my suitcase.

Ryoga agreed and I pushed him into the closet, hurriedly dressing once I'd done so. I hurried to the door and threw it open, leaving it ajar as I hurried down the hall.

"Ryoga, you'd better pray I can find my way out of this house or your royally flushed."

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Ok, so chapter 2 is up! Yeah! Anyway, thanks for all my reviews. Yeah, I'll keep an eye on the quotation marks. My spell check and grammer tool sometimes messes them up.