It's been a while, and this isn't really any good, but right now I'm beyond caring. I just want to get this chapter done so I can get the next one written, which will be much better. I've got inspiration on my side next time.

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Chapter 2

Once again Ranma found himself alone on the roof. The unnatural fog remained, but the eerie effect had long since faded. There was no sign of Mr. Tendo, who Ranma refused to believe for one second.

"Sorry Mr. Tendo," he said, preparing to jump off the roof, "But Ranma Saotome ain't tricked that easily."

Before he could jump off the roof he ran into something big and furry. He looked up to see his father's panda face staring passively down at him. "Geez Pop, what are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack? What are you doing on the roof anyway?"

The Panda held up a sign, I am not your father.

Ranma rolled his eyes, "Sure, whatever you say. I'm really tired, so I'm going to head to bed."

I am not your father.

Ranma frowned, starting to get frustrated. "Oh yeah, then prove it why don't you?"

Very well, I will. Can your father do this?

Ranma could feel anger rising in him as he watched the panda playing with the brightly colored beach ball. Then he noticed something different. His father was floating in mid air.

"Umm, Pops, why are you floating in mid-air?"

I'm what? Oh crap!

Ranma looked over the edge of the roof, shaking his head at the large panda laying in a ruined heap amidst the rubble of what had previously been a bird house. Jumping down from the roof he landed next to the Panda. He grabbed a fistful of fur and pulled his father's head up. "When are you two finally going to stop with the plots to get me and Akane married?"

This isn't a…well maybe it is a plot, but it isn't one of your father's.

"There ya go again, if you're not my father then who are you?"

I am just a lovable spirit sent to show you the error of your ways.

"I don't believe you."

The Panda stared at him, "Do you believe me now?"

To say Ranma jumped out of his skin would have been an understatement. He not only left his skin behind but also his muscles, organs, and bones. As a matter of fact his spirit had to be gently coaxed back into the rest of him.

"You can talk? But, how? And if you can talk why did you use the signs?"

The Panda thought about this for a moment. I don't know.

Ranma rubbed his fist, glaring down at the Panda, who's face had been rammed into the ground.

Ow.

"Stupid Panda, now tell me, what do you want from me?"

I only want to help you come to understand the mistakes you have made with Akane.

Ranma scoffed and crossed his arms. "Me? Mistakes? You should be talking to that uncute tomboy, she's the one causing all the trouble. She's nothing but a violent tomboy and its her bad temper that's the problem."

Oh really?

And the world blurred.

"What the? How did we get inside the house? And why's it day?"

The Panda said nothing, instead he let Ranma figure the question out himself. Looking around Ranma saw that the house looked to be in much better condition, as if it hadn't needed to be repaired so many times. He also noticed Soun Tendo standing in the hallway, and his three daughters sitting at the table in the dining room. Something was wrong, he just couldn't put his finger on it.

Ranma approached the patriarch of the Tendo family. "Mr Tendo, what's going on? It was night time just a moment ago, and now…Akane, when did your hair grow back?" He said, suddenly noticing what was wrong. All three girls were dressed exactly as they had been the day he first arrived. What was more Akane's hair had mysteriously grown back to its original length.

The Panda put its paw on his shoulder, he looked up so that he could see the sign it was holding up.

They can't hear you, these are only shadows of the past. Now watch.

Ranma winced, he'd forgotten how awkward that first day had been. He watched Soun realize the boy he had been waiting for so eagerly to arrive was a girl––and subsequently faint. He watched the girls put their father into bed, and Akane ask if he wanted to be friends.

You'd forgotten how nice she was, hadn't you?

"Well, yeah, but then she went all crazy on me. That wasn't even my fault."

Well, then what was the problem?

"I dunno, she's just a crazy macho tomboy!"

Oh really?

They found themselves in the bathroom. A now male Ranma was sitting in the bath tub. Ranma felt a feeling of dread rise in the pit of his stomach as he noticed what was about to happen. The door of the bathroom slid open, with Akane standing there wearing nothing but the towel she held in front of her. She quietly closed the door and then they heard a loud scream.

You see, all your problems started here. If you had of told them of your curse before hand then this might have been avoided. You see?

"No I don't see, I've had my eyes covered, is it safe to look?"

Their location changed once again to later that same evening. Ranma-chan had just claimed to be in possession of a better figure than Akane. Akane smashed him with the table.

You see?

"That wasn't my fault, she over reacted."

Oh, did she?

The world blurred once again, and Ranma heard a voice echoing in his mind. It said many terrible things, but what made it worse was that it was his own voice.

"You are so uncute! You macho tomboy! Zero Sex appeal! Why would I want to see an uncute tomboy chick like that naked?"

And then he found himself back on the roof.

Do you believe me now?

Ranma stared at the ground, he did not say anything.

It would appear you need more convincing.

The Panda disappeared.

Ok, first off, I know this sucks, but so what, the next chapter will be better. I just made the mistake of not writing this in one go when I felt inspired. I sort of lost the flow. I won't make that mistake with the next chapter. I hope to have the next chapter finished and up soon. Gimme a week or two. We've got about three or more chapters to go. Sorry again about the crappy writing, I'll do better in the next chapters, you'll see, I'm a good writer, I just didn't like this chapter. I've got some pretty neat ideas for what's coming in the future.