Hey, this chapter is really short, but writing this fic is a little hard for me cause I don't know too much about Ranma, but I really felt bad about not updating this, especially since mdizzle and othershave been waiting so long for an update.
Again, I am SOOOOO sorry! I will try to update this a lot more, as well as other fics I've been neglecting. But remember, I'm going thru a tough time now, and while writing helps I just don't know how much I can do.
Sorry again!
(I own absolutely nothing. So what else is new?)
Ranma and his friends got closer to the crowd near the palace gates to see what it was they were staring at.
It turns out it was a grand procession. Someone important must have been visiting Agrabah. Ranma and the others soon found out who it was that had caused all this commotion.
It was a prince, dressed in fancy royal clothes and riding a fancy royal horse.
"Who's this guy?" Mousse asked.
"He must be a prince," Kurama replied. "Judging by the fancy royal clothes and the fancy royal horse."
"Humph!" Said Hiei. "Probably another suitor for the princess. Why doesn't she just get married and get it over with?"
Ranma watched the procession in awe. But then, the children they'd given the bread to ran past him and into the street.
As they ran in front of the prince his horse reared back.
"Get out of the way you filthy brats!" The stuck up prince yelled, as he was about to use his whip on them.
Ranma jumped in front of the children just in time and blocked the whip with his arm. "Hey!" He called, pulling the whip out of the prince's hand and throwing it back at him. "If I was as rich as you, I could afford some manners!"
That really ticked the prince off. "I'll teach you some manners!" The prince rode up and kicked Ranma into a puddle of mud. (Would mud make him change? I dunno.)
The crowd laughed at Ranma as Kurama and the others helped him up.
Ranma glared at the prince as he rode away, but smiled and said "Hey look guys, it's not every day you see a horse with two rear ends!"
The prince stopped and turned to Ranma.
"You and your friends are worthless street-rats." He said. "You were born street-rats, you'll die street-rats, and only your fleas will mourn you!"
Ranma jumped up and would have beat the crap out of the prince, but he had already passed through the palace gates which shut behind him.
"We're not worthless!" Ranma growled.
"Yeah, and we don't have fleas!" Mousse shouted, while scratching his head. Kurama and Hiei stared at him. "…What?"
Ranma just sighed. "Come on," He said quietly. "Let's go home."
Ranma turned and walked away, and Hiei Kurama and Mousse followed.
The walk home was gloomy, as the sun went down and Ranma walked along sadly. He didn't care what that stuck-up prince said about him, but still, it hurt to hear people say that about him and his friends.
The four friends made it to their home, a rundown little place with a hole in the wall for a window. They called it their "Home with a view."
Kurama, Mousse, and Hiei settled into their beds while Ranma sat next to the "window" and gazed out at the view of Agrabah and the palace. "Someday guys," He said softly. "Things are gonna change. We'll be rich, live in a palace, and never have any troubles at all.
Sorry again for the shortness of this chapter! Next one will be longer!
