I don't own Ranma and what I would give to...

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Recap

After getting out of bed, Akane picks up the note book that had her song on it she stares, at her handy work and sees P-Chan... picks him up and cozies him up to her small chest and show him the song" I'm going to blow his socks off after I win this stupid contest. She walks out to give kasumi the letter, to mail it off... "Kasumi, here's my entry, it's done!" "Oh my! Okay Akane I'm leaving now, to go shopping, I'll do it on my way."

Then she spots Ranma walking up the stairs "show witch one of your "Hoes" it was this time you stupid pervert.

Ranma having it up to his eyeballs with her bullshit, the final straw that broke the camels back...

Opens his mouth for a smart ass come back then closes it... before it comes out Ranma thinks of how to tell her that it was because of her loose tom boy ass that he left her for her sister...now Ranma has to figure out how to tell Akane...

Now on with chapter 3 hopes and dreams

Ranma was pissed to all hell, and was trying to think of some thing really mean and good to piss off Akane. Thinking to him, "that prissy bitch needs a reality check. Yah I got it." Ranma begins speaking...

Akane you need to step back off me and take a good look around you. You're not the best at any thing and I'm always going to be better then you. So go take that stupid mallet and go playhouse with some other stupid pig brain boy. I'm sick and tried off you and shampoo and Uyko and your father and my Baka ass papa trying to tell me what is best for me and why I should marry and how I should live my life. As of now I Ranma Saotome I'm no longer engaged to you miss Tendo and I feel sorry for any man you marry, I hope you find a happy life in jail, because if you ever touch me again I will have you ugly ass thrown in there as fast as I can, and that goes for you to Nabiki... I know you right around the corner, and I know that you two old ass bakas are they're too and I know about the two of you old ass bakas are there to... I'm leaving... I need some fresh air!"

Ranma turns and walks out why the rest off the family just sits there frozen in place.

In a house in the other end of Tokyo Ranma is standing out side looking at a piece of paper shaking his head in disbelief. As he walks up toward the house and knocks on the door... An older lady with crimson hair walks up behind him from the yard... in a soft-spoken well-mannered voice "May I help you, young man?"

Ranma replies, "Yes, Mother, I came looking for you."

Ranma my son I thought that was you, what im I saying come inside and tell me ever thing that has happen and where is that low life Genma at."

"Well ok ill tell you ever thing." "It all started with the training trip... The day after we left, but Mother can I have some thing to eat and your going to need a large bottle of sake for this...

4 hrs later...

"Ranma im going to do the best thing I can do for you, Im going to send you to my great grandfathers in America. He's wanted to hear from you for some time. I'll arrange everything... Now go to your room and get some sleep I have to make some phone calls...

"Okay mom, and witch room is mine."

"Oh, it has your name on it I up dated it last moth so it should have ever thing you need."

"Thanks mom" Ranma walks up stairs, and there are only three doors, after he opens the first two he finds out that his room is the only one there. The other two rooms aren't even rooms at all one is a closet, and the other a bathroom... (Sweet ill to my self now lets look in to my room.) Ranma opens the door we see a 32-inch TV with a X-box and a PS2 and on the desk, there's a new looking PC, with a lamp. (Sweet im going to read my email.)

After 5 minutes skims through his email he see an email from MTV. Well let's see.

Dear Mr. Saotome

Our sponsors here at MTV have received your entry into the MTV search for a songwriter contest. Your entry has been chosen to advance into another round. Of the millions of entries we have chosen 2. Yourself, and another... The officials of this contest have decided that the way this contest will continue will be for you to submit another song. The people at MTV have taken into account that your ability and talent to write should not go UN rewarded... We are prepared to offer you 10,000 US dollars, if you are willing to submit another song for an up and coming artist... This time Mr. Saotome, the artist has requested that the song should be funny, yet aggressive, at the same time heart felt... Mr. Saotome I hope you honor this offer and I hope to hear from you soon... Thank you from all of us at MTV

Ranma, blinks in disbelief... His mind wondering in a million different directions... "A song that would blow their socks off, and stand all their hairs on end... Hmmmm... If Nabiki knew about all this money she would have a hay day, and I'd like to see what she would do for some of it... but before that can happen I have to write another song, I have three hours before dinner I think I'll try to start this song..."

Ranma sits at his computer and begins just writing every thing that comes to mind, Akane and her tomboy antics is all he can think about...

Breaking the silence "I bet that unkind tomboy is crying cause she didn't make it...." "That's it! That no good tomboy I'll write about her.... that stupid, pig loving girl... No that terrible unkind girl... no I'll call it THAT GIRL..."

(That Girl)

There was a tomboy, I knew who always wanted to...

Be the one to stand out from the crowd
Always believed that she was gonna live her dreams
That who she knocks out aren't gonna come around
For all the doubters, non-believers, the cynical that once were dreamers
One of these days you'll open up your eyes
And you'll realize

That girl was a one time teenage drama queen
A hyped up tomboy smoking green
But she'll have changed her destiny
Now she's a bigger nobody
That stupid girl is a wild child dreamer but she fooled herself
'Cause she trusts in nothing' else
And you'll look back and you won't believe
That girl wasn't for me

Armed with an attitude that she doesn't know how to use
She's gonna get there any way she can
Now she knows what she gets
Someone is gonna stop her
Nothing's ever gonna calm her down
For all the doubters, non-believers the cynical that once were dreamers
One of these days you'll know that you were wrong (who would know)

That girl was a one time teenage drama queen
A hyped up tomboy smoking green
But she'll have changed her destiny
Now she's a bigger nobody
That stupid girl is a wild child dreamer but she fooled herself
'Cause she trusts in nothing' else
And you'll look back and you won't believe
That girl wasn't for me

Spoken
Life is a work of art- you gotta paint it colorful
She can't make it anything she wants
She has to stick to any rules
She doesn't have a high IQ to suck that's what she does
She just has some doubts just won't believe in herself

Doubters, non-believers, once were dreamers
One of these days you'll open up your eyes
And you'll realize

That girl was a one time teenage drama queen
A hyped up tomboy smoking green
But she'll have changed her destiny
Now she's a bigger nobody
That stupid girl is a wild child dreamer but she fooled herself
'Cause she trusts in nothing' else
And you'll look back and you won't believe
That girl wasn't for me

That girl was a one time teenage drama queen
A hyped up tomboy smoking green
But she'll have changed her destiny
Now she's a bigger nobody
That stupid girl is a wild child dreamer but she fooled herself
'Cause she trusts in nothing' else
And you'll look back and you won't believe
That girl wasn't for me

Ranma leans back in his chair proud of the song he's just written, and looks it over one more time, smiles, and hits the save button before returning the e-mail to MTV... "Now that's what im talking about, now that stupid Baka will know how I feel about her, and so will everyone else...

Ranmas' mother calls from the kitchen..." Ranma, Dinner time."

Ranma plows down to the kitchen, "mother did you get a hold of my grandfather, in the US?"

"Well yes, Ranma I was going to tell you after dinner. He will be picking you up at JFK in 3 days. Ranma, this is very important in the US things are very different; I have a Visa for you. There are 75, 00 dollars American on it, and it should last you, and get you the things you need while you are starting out there. It's the least that I can do. That man put you through a lot Ranma, he's not even your real father, but that is for another time, please forgive me for letting you go with him.

Ranma finish your dinner we have guests coming over soon, and we'll continue this conversation later...

To be continued