When Ranma woke up the next day, he immediately wanted to open the letter. But his growling stomach said otherwise so he resolved to do so after a hearty breakfast and maybe a snack or two after...
Lost in thoughts of food, he almost tripped over something-or someone rather who was on the floor. "Damn!" he swore, jumping back with his fast reflexes. Looking down, he realized that it was just his father who seemed to have fallen asleep on the floor.
Walking over his dad, he scanned the room. It seemed to him that his father was doing some redecorating the night before, as the table in front of him was now colored bright bubblegum pink.
Come to think of it, the whole room was now pink, except for the very spot he was standing on. Pink walls, pink frames on the pink walls, pink tables, pink chairs, pink pillows, pink floor-the room was so pink it made him dizzy. He just shrugged and walked over to the door, still cringing at the memory of the room.He hated pink.
After eating his breakfast, Ranma suddenly had the urge to go for a walk. The letter couldn't walk anyway, he decided.
Outside, a group of guys were standing outside their house, sitting on the wall, looking like they were anticipating something coming down the street.
Curious, he stood beside them and asked, "Hey, what are you all sitting there for? Something going to happen?"
A boy from school answered him back. "Didn't you hear? Some girls are training and this is their route."
"Who are those girls then?"
Another fellow answered this time. "Um...Miss Nabiki, Miss Akane, Miss Shampoo, and Miss Ukyo...I think..."
Suddenly someone cried, "Look, they're coming! They're coming!"
Sure enough the girls came jogging their way. Nabiki in the lead, blowing on a whistle as she ran. They were all dressed in skimpy running shorts and short T-shirts which were now drenched in sweat. It was no wonder why all those men were hanging out by that spot to oggle at them.
They stopped when Nabiki told them that it was time for a short five minute break, then proceeded to take a rest. Rest they did. Shampoo opened a bottle of cold water and poured the contents down on herself, Ukyo was using her spatula as a fan, while Akane was doing a cool down excercise.
After a while, Nabiki blowed her whistle again and they resumed their run, leaving a pack of drooling fellows and a still confused Ranma far behind.
Realizing that walk wasn't such a good idea, Ranma went back into the house, wanting to finally read the letter. Opening the door of his room, he was surprised to see none other than Kuno in there holding the letter in his hands.
"Hey, that's my letter! Give it back!" Ranma cried as he charge at the intruder and tried to grab it.
Kuno embraced it tightly. "No! It smells of the Akane and the 'Pig Tailed Girl'! I, Tatewaki Kuno, upperclassman, will never give you back this precious sacred letter, Ranma Saotome! It is mine!"
Throwing a smoke bomb, he jumped out the window, which was apparently open, and escaped.
Ranma kicked the wall. Now he would never get a chance to read that letter!
Author's Notes: It's stupid, I know, but please don't flame me! I'm not really much of an anime watcher so excuse my limited knowledge of Ranma! Reviews would be helpful.
Big thanks to A Night Walker (Twice!), Koala Kitty, and Hououza! I hope this is a longer and better chapter for you guys! Much love!