Author's Notes:
Yikes. I had chapter one of this fic up on my site for several months without a single reply. Within two days of posting it on fanfiction.net, I'd easily recieved fourty emails asking for further chapters. To tell you the truth, I was stunned. I'm not a great writer, and the story is kind of WAFFY for my tastes, but I guess you never know what's gonna be a hit. Just for kicks, I'd also like to see any fanart anybody might come up with. Can you imagine Ranma in the PPG style? Of the PPG in the Ranma style? Ooooh, gooody! If you come up with anything, send it to me at pleeai@excite.com
Enjoy!
Squeazing the water from her pigtail, Ranma muttered and tossed his Pop angry looks. How was he supposed to show those girls to school, if he was a girl? He sighed mentally. Not that it mattered anyway. He'd probably get splashed on his way to school at least once, no matter what.
"Ranma, Mr. Soatome! Breakfast is ready!"
Gender and problems thereof forgotten, Ranma practically teleported to his seat at the table. He had barely beaten his father there, so the usual battle quickly ensued and Ranma was swept up into the spirit of the battle! Sort of.
He ignored the faint sound of knocking as his father swept in toward the last pickle. Leaping away with his trophy delicately grasped between his chopsticks, he called out midair, "Ha! Too late, Pops!"
"Oof!"
Ranma's expression swiftly changed from triumph to confusion as his landing seemed oddly off. Glancing down he saw his foot planted squarely on Buttercup's forehead, her sisters blinking in confusion in the dining room doorway.
He jumped off and quickly helped the darkhaired girl to her feet, "Gee I'm sorry buttercup, are you okay?" He glanced around to make sure Akane wasn't seeing this.
She brushed his hands away with a glare, "Yeah, yeah. And how do you know my name anyway?"
REflex once again toook sway over Ranma. "Uh, Ranko, Akane's cousin." The reflex to insert foot in mouth.
"Oh. Do you know where she and Akane are? They're supposed to walk us to school today, cause we're new."
"Uh, let me go get them, k?"
He shot into the kitchen, and splashed himself with the kettle simmering on the stove as he flashed by. Rushing up the stairs he knocked on Akane's door.
"Akane, are you in there? The girls are downstairs and--" ONly then did it hit him. He slapped his forehead just as Akane opened her door.
"Something wrong Ranma?" She glanced at the kettle in his hand and sighed. "They found out about the curse, didn't they?"
He moved his hand slightly to uncover one eye, "Yeah and no."

"I'm still not sure about this. What about the old woman?"
"I know her house, you just keep the girls talking, and I'll concentrate on staying dry."
"Are you ready Akane?"
She turned and smiled at Blossom, "Yup! Just asking Ranma about some homework." She shot him amused glance, since they both knew that he was the one that always needed her help.
The four and a half girls quickly set off down the street, Ranma receiving several odd looks as he frantically glanced around. Blossom, now debating the wisdom of her crush, leaned in to whisper to Akane.
"Is he always this paranoid?"
Akane glanced askance at her fiance and sighed, "No, but it has been awhile since anything outrageous happened. He's probably worried another fiancee will show up."
Blossom glanced at Ranma and was about to reply when a peal of thunder sounded and the martial artist growled. Pausing on the sidewalk, he shook an angry fist at the sky and yelled, "Oh sure! Why not? Cursed Kami!"
The three girls watched in shock as he then shoved his hands into his pockets and stomped off down the street, still muttering under his breath. After several feet, he seemed to notice that he'd lost his companions and turned to walk backwards as he shouted out to them.
"Hey, are you guys coming or--"
"Eep!"
"What the . . ."
Giggle.
"Oh Ranma . . ."
The martial artist, now female, was vibrating with suppressed rage. Eyes closed and teeth clenched he/she then through her hands into the air once more.
"Couldn't it have been the rain?" She gestured to the old woman as she trundled back into her home, bucket of water over her arm.
"Ranma, didn't I tell you to watch out for her? We don't have time to get you warm water, you're gonna have to go to school like that for now."
He shot her an angry glare and retied the sash at his waist to hold the pants up. "Yeah yeah, I'll get some there." He looked at the stunned girls suddenly and bit his lip. "Uh, sorry about this. See I kinda have this curse see, and I don't really like people to know about it, so I kinda have this story I tell people about being Akane's cousin."
Buttercup crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong with being a girl?"
"Yeah!" Both of her sisters chimed in.
Ranma blinked, "Uh nothin' I guess, but I'm a guy." He shot Akane a wary glance, hoping he'd answered right.
"In any case," Blossom chirped, "we should probably be getting to class."
Akane nodded and started back down the street. Buttercup scoffed and stuck her nose up in the air before following. Blossom giggled and gave Ranma's arm a pat.
"It's alright, it's a curse right? It isn't like you turn into a girl on purpose. I wouldn't want to become a boy."
He smiled at her, realizing he was about her height when he was female. "Thanks!"
"So how'd you get this crazy curse anyway?"
"Well, see when Pop and I were on our training trip . . ."


Akane rolled her eyes and tuned out the now too familiar story.
"Akane? What's the school like?"
She turned to the curious Blossom and smiled, "Well, it's definitely interesting. You just got to watch out for the boys. But don't worry, Ranma and I won't let anyone hurt you guys."
Blossom had a curiously secretive smile and Buttercup grinned at her, "Oh, I'm sure we'll be fine."
"What about sports? Will I really be able to play anything?"
Akane waved a hand, "Oh sure. I play volleyball myself, and everynow and then I help out with other teams. Ranma and I have both helped with the cheerleaders and gymnastics teams for instance."
Buttercup raised an eyebrow, "Ranma a cheerleader?"
Akane shrugged, "Well, when he's a girl."
Blossom and Buttercup exchanged glances and shrugged before Blossom said, "So how much further is it?"
Akane gestured ahead of them, "Oh, it's just right up there."
The girls looked ahead at the large building with the clock tower. "It looks nice," Blossom said.
Akane sighed, "Looks can be decieving. Oh, if the Principal gets anywhere near you, come find Ranma and I okay? And be careful of Ms. Hinako too. I just hope we can keep Kuno away from you three."
"Kuno? Who's that?"
Akane glared at the school ahead, "He's a year ahead of us, and a real pain. He's a complete idiot! He swears he's in love with me and the 'pigtailed goddess' back there." She jerked a thumb toward Ranma. "We've tried countless times to explain Ranma's curse to him, but he just doesn't get it."
The group passed through the gates and Akane glanced about. Seeing no sign of Kuno, she gave a relieved sigh and continued to the front doors.
"Ranchan, Akane! What's up?"
Akane rolled her eyes heavenward before turning to see Ranma greeting his favorite chef.
"Hey Ucchan! These are our new neighbors. They just moved here from the United States. This is Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup."
"Hiya! I'm Ukyo! Why don't you guys drop by my restaurant sometime? I'll give you a meal on the house!"
Blossom smiled, "That's very generous of you! We'd love to stop by. I'm sure Ranma and Akane could tell us how to get there."
Blossom turned to smile at her new friend, not sure why Akane seemed about ready to growl.
"Sure thing! You'd better be getting to the office though. If you're late, Ms. Hinako will have a fit!"
Ukyo waved goodbye and headed into the school. Ranma and Akane showed the girls to the office and left them there to get paperwork settled. As they walked up to their room, Akane glanced over at Ranma hesitantly.
"Ranma, does something seem a little off about those girls?"
He looked over at her, "I'm glad I'm not the only one. Sometimes I don't even sense them coming. It's like they barely touch the ground enough to make any noise. It's kinda freaky."
"They seem very nice, it's just I get the feeling they're hiding something important."
He nodded, "Yeah! I get that too. Anytime we mention anything physical, they get these smug expressions like there's nothing they can't do." He missed the ironic look Akane shot him. "I wonder if they're martial artists."
Akane shook her head, "No, I don't think so. They don't move like it, you know? The way they stand and shift their weight, if they're martial artists they haven't had very good training."
Ranma nodded, "You're right. Unless they're so good they can hide it."
Akane rolled her eyes, "Don't look so excited Ranma. Besides, when you get so good, it's second nature to move like that. I think we'd know if they were trained fighters."
"Yeah, it must just be something else then. That means we'll need to look out for them though."
Akane nodded as they got closer to their classroom, "Yeah, Kasumi would kill us if we let something happen to the new neighbors."


"So what did you think of your first day?" Akane smiled at Blossom.
The blonde's smile wasn't quite so confident as she answered, "Uh, you were right, it was interesting . . ."
"There you are Ranma! I've been looking for you!"
"Aw man, Ryoga, why don't you give it a rest?"
Bubbles shreiked as something whizzed past her head. Ranma, who'd been walking in front of her on the fence, reached out and snatched the umbrella from the air before turning to look behind him with a frown. The four girls on the sidewalk turned as well to see a boy about their age running up the sidewalk toward them.
Bubbles froze and couldn't have moved any less if she'd been built into the sidewalk. He was gorgeous. And those muscles! Bubbles was in love.
The newcomer stopped beside her to glare up at Ranma on the fence. "Come down here and fight me like a man."
Ranma sighed, "Can't it wait Ryoga? I wanna get home. Not that it matters, we both know I'll win."
Ryoga growled, "Not this time!"
"Yeah right, P-chan! Besides, Akane and I have to show these girls home."
Ryoga turned briefly and glanced at Bubbles, who blushed. Her sisters, seeing this looked at each other and groaned. "Grrr, Ranma, as if you didn't have enough beautiful girls after you, do you really need three more?"
Bubbles sighed, he thought she was beautiful!!
"They aren't after me, for once. They're our new neighbors and Akane and I are just showing them around a bit, okay?"
Ryoga pulled off a bandanna and started spinning it, "Yeah right, Ranma. We all know what a womanizer you are."
Ranma frowned down at Ryoga and dropped the umbrella to hold his hands in front of him, "Now hold up, bacon breath."
"Don't call me that Ranma!" The bandanna went flying and the Powerpuff Girls' eyes opened wide as Ranma leaned to one side to dodge it with a casual frown.
"You're gonna hurt someone P-chan!"
Akane stepped forward with a glare, "Ranma, quit picking on Ryoga! You two can do whatever you want, I'll show the girls home. C'mon you three."
Bubbles shook her head, "Wait, I wanna watch!"
Akane glanced at her in confusion, "I wouldn't reccomend it, these guys get dangerous!"
Bubbles took a few steps back, "I'll be fine."
Blossom saw Akane about to comment and grabbed the girl's arm, "Don't worry Akane, Bubbles will be fine."
Akane shrugged, "If you say so."
The three girls wandered off and Bubbles turned back to the boys at the sound of a blow. She spun to see Ryoga with his forearms crossed over his face as Ranma sent blow after blow to the new boy. When he was finished, Ranma jumped back and landed in a pose straight out of a kung-fu movie. To her surprise, Ryoga now leapt forward to attack, but didn't seemt o be able to land a blow. She maneuvered around to stand behind an empty trashcan, hoping she was far enough away that she wouldn't be forced to use her powers.
They weren't allowed to yet.
Now Ranma was on the offensive as the two of them wove up and down the street, then from one side to the other. Finally, Ranma landed a hit that knocked Ryoga's legs out from under him. The boy barely kept his feet under him as he spun away. He came up out of it and ran off down the street.
"Arg! Ranma, quit running away!"
Bubbles blinked, "But, you didn't . . ." She turned to Ranma with a confused frown and he shrugged.
"He's got a horrible sense of direction. He'll be in Kyoto by dinner."
"Oh." She didn't like that idea. But surely the Professor could help somehow. After all, she couldn't have her future boyfriend getting lost before one of their dates.
"Ready to head home?"
She nodded and followed silenlty for several minutes before saying, "Ranma,how did you do all that? YOu know, the jumping and spinning and all. It was almost like you were flying."
He grinned, "Nah, not flying. My school is just specialized in mid-air attacks and adaptability."
"Oh." Darn. If he could have flown, then surely it would be alright for Bubbles and her sisters to fly too. Oh well, they'd figure something out.
She waved goodbye when her new home came into sight and ran in quickly. She had to tell Blossum and Buttercup all about this.