Thank you for 1k views, sadly I have exams so it took a lot longer than I wanted for me ti finish this, expect little work on this until dec 16


Ranma felt the stares of all 20 of his classmates burrowing into his scalp, their scrutnizing gazes making clear what they thought of him. Ranma had just told them that for the time being, he was cursed to stay a girl with no option to turn back. Of course Ranma can't use any male facilities with his current body, and as such would be using the female ones and taking physical education classes with the girls. It was only natural that, after hearing that a boy would be getting a chance to see them in the nude without breaking any rules, the girls would be pissed.

"can't he just keep taking classes with the boys?" asks one girl

"No, it presents far too much risk for foul play." answers the teacher.

"So you want that per- a boy to oogle us as we undress?! At least have him use it at a different time!" Asks Another.

"now now, I understand the concerns and most certainly do not want anything bad to happen, but if he uses the change room at a different time then Ranma will miss time from two of his classes. All we have to do is keep a collective eye on Ranma, alright?" The teacher answers again

The teacher's response elicits a grumble from the girls of the class, but it was clear that the matter was set. The teachers were always like this, never really caring for students safety as long as they came to class on time. Having finished with the news, Ranma goes to sit down until he notices the gazes of the boys. They were Lustful and predatory, they didn't see their friend in distress, they saw a week girl. Ranma shivers, he didn't like feeling vulnerable in front of their lecherous eyes, but goes to sit down anyway. Immediately Ranma gets bombarded by questions from the other boys.

"Damn, you get to oogle the girls and it ain't even a crime? Smart man."

"Smart? he's just lucky to get that curse is all. Damn I wish I could sneak into the change rooms as easily as you can."

"Ranma, buddy, take some pics when your in there alright? I'll pay you 500 yen per photo."

Looking for something that could help him get out of the situation, Ranma looks between the wall of boys and sees the seething glares of the girls. To them, Ranma must look like the biggest pervert of them all. They don't understand that Ranma didn't want this, and they don't care, they don't feel safe and they wanted to make sure Ranma knew.

"all right, sit down, class is about to start." calls the teacher.

Ranma can barely concentrate during the class, the whispers, the tongue clicks, the glares, they all stab into Ranma's already wounded psyche. But Ranma has to endure, he's a martial artists, the best of the best. Ranma checks the clock often, barely paying attention and counting down the seconds until class ends.

Things don't go as planned though, since Ranma's next class was gym.


"You Think I don't understand what's going on here, pervert?!" Sayuri stood over Ranma, the girls of the class behind her giving their silent support.

Ranma had entered the gym as per his knew schedule, and his new gym coach explains Ranma's situation. The girls were unhappy, just like in the morning they tried just about everything to get the coach to change her mind, from suggestion to begging.

"We don't have another option, Ranma's situation is unique. If anything happens Akane here will contact me and Ranma will undergo disciplinary measures. For now though, just treat Ranma as you would another student, alright?" Replies the coach.

Despite the coaches explanation, the girls were not planning on letting Ranma off easy. They didn't care that Ranma was not at fault, they didn't care that Ranma wasn't enjoying this, they saw their own story and were not prepared to listen. It was only natural that, as soon as the teacher had left and Akane had finished changing, They would instantly turn on the isolated martial artist.

To them, Ranma was a pervert. The girls went to school every day only to see the same hormone crazed boys leering and cheering at their legs and chests. It was no wonder that over the years the girls began to associate boys and perverts as one in the same, it was the truth from everything they had seen. Ranma was strong, the strongest boy in the school, and that meant he was the strongest pervert in the school, to them Ranma was the biggest threat to their safety, he was the king of the perverts.

that brings us back to now, Ranma flat on his ass facing a horde of very angry women. He tried to say something, he tried to tell them that they were wrong, but they were having none of it.

"Yeah as if we'd believe you! We know you have some plan to turn back after oogling us so don't play the victim. Either get out, or else..." Sayuri let the threat hang in the air as cheers from the other girls resound inside the change room.

What could he do? Ranma didn't want to fight innocent people, but he also didn't want to be beaten by them. He couldn't leave either, if not for his pride then for his grades, so what was Ranma to do?

"three."

The count down had begun, Ranma needed to either be prepared for a beating or to run away. Could he maybe go into the class like he was? No, the teacher would just send him back to change properly.

"two."

Not much time left, should Ranma just run? But why? Even when faced with an absurdly strong opponent he always pulled through, so why was he even considering running away? No, Ranma wasn't prepared to strike a girl, if he did who knows what kind of nasty rumors would spread about?

"one."

Ranma shut his eyes, expecting the hit. A loud smashing sound rings in Ranma's ears. Ranma covers his head to protect himself, fully prepared for an onslaught of punches and kicks.

Nothing. Ranma wasn't in any pain, nor were there any attacks either. At the exit of the change room stood Akane, the metal door bent where her kick had broken it off its hinges.

"Akane why are you stopping us, you got engaged to this pervert so you should want this more than any of us!" Yelled Sayuri.

Akane ignores Sayuri, much to her friend's bafflement, and instead walks up to Ranma. Akane looks at the fallen Ranma, crouched in a fetal position without any sign of resistance. Ranma looked week, defeated, much different from just a few days ago.

Akane sighs. She understood the feelings of the other girls, but it didn't change the fact that they were still in the wrong. Ranma had clearly done nothing wrong, he might act cocky but Akane knew who he really was. Ranma was a strategist, he used a manly facade but he was a lot more fragile than he looked, preferring to avoid confrontation even when others would consider it unmanly. Akane needed to set the record straight now, otherwise things will get much worse.

"One, don't butt into my love life. Two, did he do anything for you to treat him like this?" Akane asks coldly.

Sayuri stared at her friend aghast, why wasn't Akane jumping on the anti Ranma bandwagon? It takes a few seconds, but Sayuri responds.

"No, but he was bound to do something eventually, he's the worst pervert of them all!"

"So he didn't do anything? I've been with Ranma for more than just a few days, he has not once acted inappropriately. And besides, the title of 'king of the perverts' belongs to Kuno doesn't it?"

Some of the girls giggle at Akane's last comment, but Sayuri was fuming. That- that traitor! How dare Akane side with Ranma! Sayuri barely gets time to think as her emotions make her talk first.

"I thought you hated boys, so why are you protecting him!" She yells

"I don't see any boys here though?"

More giggles and a few laughs. This comment jabs Ranma the wrong way, he didn't like being treated as a girl, even more so after he got his curse locked. But he didn't dare comment, Ranma knew this was a difficult situation. A single word, a single breath, anything could spiral the situation out of control.

"How about this, Ranma changes first and then leaves you girls to change without him, alright?" Akane suggests.

"...Fine." Responds Sayuri. She honestly wanted to pressure Ranma more, she felt like he deserved it but it was a perfectly fine suggestion that Sayuri couldn't even stay mad. Well, even if Ranma got away, as long as nothing happens then the girls could rest easy.


Lunch was when Ranma thought he could get a break, Ranma was hoping he could at least get an hour to breath without the boys panting or girls glaring. Lunch was supposed to be a time to get a break wasn't it?

Ranma enters the cafeteria and all eyes turn on him, hushed whispers filling the room. Ranma gulps, the watchful eyes of his classmates weighing heavily on him as he moves to sit at his usual table.

"So you and Akane must have a lot of fun at night together huh? She always talks about hating boys so she's probably a lesbian." Teases Hiroshi, but Ranma doesn't respond.

"Getting to change with the girls must be so nice too, damn I'm kinda jealous." continues Hiroshi.

Ranma shudders at the memory, he did not want to go through the change room situation again.

"pervert." Whispers Ranma just loud enough for Hiroshi to overhear.

"Hey, I'm a pervert but who is the one sneaking into the girl's change room? I'm not the only perv-err"

Hiroshi gets cut off by an elbow to the top of his head. Standing above him was Xayah, the frightening older sister of Ranma.

"Oi Hiroshi, Ranma clearly looks uncomfortable." Xayah says in a calm tone, but letting her presence serve as enough of a threat.

"Ah, Sorry Ranma, guess I just got too excited is all." Says Hiroshi unapologetically

Hirosha had always been a pervert, starting conversations off by talking lewdly about Akane. Ranma put up with it, Daisuke and him were the only friends Ranma had that he could talk to during classes. Now though, Ranma was not enjoying being the target of someone else's perversions, seeing for the first time how much of a pervert his classmate was. It wasn't stopping just at comments though, Hiroshi had been sneaking peeks at Ranma's chest for a while now, not at all subtle in his movements. It was suffocating, Whispers at his back and Hiroshi at his front, Ranma wanted out.

"It's all good, I'll go over there and eat with Akane and Xayah." Says Ranma as he starts gathering his tray.

Problem was, Akane was not alone. Sayuri, the girl from this morning and Yuka, one of Akane's friends both sat at the same table as Akane. Ranma didn't want them to see him, but he also didn't want to sit with Hiroshi. A quick glance around the room showed Ranma that there were no empty tables left, meaning he had to find someone else to sit with. Just as Ranma was beginning to contemplate the logistics of eating while standing up Xayah offers a solution: sit together with her and her friends.

"Gosh Xayah, I never thought you'd bring your brother over, or is it sister now?" Says one girl teasingly.

"Stop it, Ranma needs space not you bothering him." Warns Xayah.

The girl nods and goes back to her food. Ranma wondered, was Xayah seeing him as her little sister now? He knew it was just a joke from her friend, but what did Xayah feel? Ranma was here so of course she wouldn't talk about it when Ranma was still around, but what about when he was still with Hiroshi?

Ranma shakes his head, trying to purge his mind of such thoughts. Xayah would never talk about Ranma behind his back, she was always the one who was there for him when he needed help so how dare he doubt her.

Ranma's stomach grumbles and snaps him out of his thoughts. Ranma looks down at his tray, he hasn't touched a single thing yet. Picking up his spoon, Ranma starts eating his lunch, thankful for the quite neighbors.


"Ugh Akane I can't believe you'd defend that pervert." Says Yuka after hearing the story from Sayuri.

Three girls sat together during lunch. Sayuri had just spilled the beans to Yuka on what had happened in the change room, and that Akane had jumped in to defend Ranma.

"You can't let him control you like this Akane, first he took your marriage and now he is taking your free will, as your friends we are worried for you!" Continues Yuka.

"You know he's just pretending right? Just because you saw him get his curse locked doesn't mean he doesn't have a way to turn back, or doesn't have an elaborate plan to trick you into believing his curse was locked when it really wasn't." adds Sayuri.

Akane had sat there, in complete understanding of her friend's views, they were scared. Just like Akane, they had experienced the complete and utter perversion of boys and were scared of Ranma, the strongest boy in school.

Akane understood them, but didn't agree. Akane opens her mouth for something other than food for the first time in the past 30 minutes and says:

"You wouldn't think that if you had seen his face Yuka. He was crying, you know Ranma isn't the type to cry!" Counters Akane

"There's no way, You know Hiroshi right? Huge pervert, buys pictures of you all the time. Well, he and Ranma are best friends, look they are even sitting together." Sayuri points to a table to a lonely Hiroshi.

Why was Hiroshi alone, and where was Ranma? Looking around the Cafeteria, Sayuri notices that Ranma wasn't with any of the usual boys, or any of the boys really. Ranma was sitting with his sister, with no other boys around. Sayuri checks again, that was really Ranma. She knew Ranma sat with Hiroshi, she saw them together for every lunch ever since the day Ranma registered for school, so why not today? Something was off and Sayuri didn't like it.


Letting out a breath he didn't know he held, Ranma relaxes for the first time as he leaves the school grounds. Walking next to Ranma was Akane and Xayah, both looking tired but not nearly as much as Ranma. Ranma thought back to the last few hours of school, he had barely talked to anyone, hiding his presence by the last class to avoid those stares. Ranma contemplates, barely paying attention until a sudden snap brings his mind back.

In the distance Ranma hears the distinct sound of a whip crack. Just a little further ahead, Ranma could see a woman swinging what looked like a ribbon at three helpless girls, finally, something to get Ranma's mind off of things.

Ranma hated bullies, he hated when the strong hurt the weak. Ranma had found something that he would enjoy doing that day: Beating up a bully.

Ranma squats down, tensing his leg muscles like a cat preparing to pounce on its prey. His back pulls taught, filling with energy like a spring. His body heats up, blood pumping in preparation for the leap. Aiming for the moment the girl swings her ribbon, Ranma waits, gathering strength to prepare his attack.

The tip of the whip moved in slow motion for Ranma. As he moved toward the ribbon, he could see the air bend as the razor sharp point flies faster than the speed of sound.

Catching the ribbon, Ranma spreads the chock through his arm to lower the damage from his move.

"Harlot, how dare you intervene in my plans?!" Yells the lady.

Akane arrives on the scene slightly behind Ranma, and turns to tend to the three girls. They were bleeding and bandaged, clearly this wasn't any case of self defense.

The lady clicks her tongue. The redhead was clearly skilled to catch her ribbon mid swing, and the girl behind her was Akane Tendo, the famous young martial artist from Furinken high school. A head on confrontation while outnumbered, the girl saw no way she could easily win this without getting injured, best to retreat for now.

Akane recognized the three girls, despite their heavily bandaged and wounded appearance. These were the best members of the rhythmic martial arts club from school, but what could possibly leave them in such a state?

"Please Akane, you have to help us! That girl is Kodachi from St. Hebereke's School for Girls, she's the leader of their rhythmic gymnastics club and she's been targeting us since we have a match with her school in a week. She's trying to get us to drop out so she can win by default!"

"But why me? I know nothing about gymnastics." asks Akane.

"It's not just gymnastics, it's rhythmic gymnastics martial arts, you're the best martial artist in town."

Akane considers this. She liked being called the best martial artist, but after Ranma showed up he started getting that title more and more. It Bothered Akane even if she didn't say it, so if these three girls were relying on her then she couldn't say no.


"Akane, there is nothing left for us to teach you. These last six days have been an eye opening experience." Says one of the Gymnasts.

"Thank you, sensei." Replies Akane.

"Thank you my butt! You have managed to break every single piece of equipment we have, get tied up in the ribbon, but several holes in the walls and you are no better at gymnastics than you were at the beginning!"

Akane sat in her damaged dojo, immobilized by the ribbon and surrounded by broken hoops and maces. Akane just wasn't nimble enough to do the tight moves needed to compete, even six days was not enough to show any improvements.

"I'll do it." says Ranma.

"You wouldn't have enough time to learn it, it's better to just give up." Says Akane's tutor

"You don't need to worry about that, I know a bit about rhythmic martial arts."

"What?"

"Yeah, Xayah taught me a bit."

"So, I spent the last week wasting my freaking time!? Why didn't you say something sooner, then I wouldn't have spent the last week in this humiliating leotard!" Yells Akane.

"You looked like you were having fun, it was cute." Replies Ranma nonchalantly.

Akane stood there dumbfounded, too surprised to respond.


Night had fallen, the quite streets were devoid of people, except for one. Kodachi ran, dashing from rooftop to rooftop in search of her prey. Kodachi was so close to victory, why couldn't those damn girls just drop out of the race instead of introducing someone else into the mix?

"The new Furinken candidate? Yeah she just got added a few days ago, I believe her name was Akane Tendo."

Akane Tendo, a member of the Tendo household. It wasn't hard finding out where Akane lived, between her father working for the town hall and Kodachi's father's influence getting the address was a cinch.

Kodachi smiles, she had finally reached her destination. With practiced ease, Kodachi unlocks the window to Akane's room, careful not to touch anything as she made her way into the window. Akane lay there, sleeping soundly without a care in the world, this will be easier than Kodachi thought. Kodachi usually avoided ambushing people in their homes as the risk was too high, but the battle was this morning and she could not afford to wait any longer. Unsheathing her weapons, Kodachi prepares to attack.

Pain shot through Kodachi's stomach, without her even noticing someone had managed to get in front of her without Kodachi noticing, planting a fist in her gut. Flying out the window, Kodachi lands on her back, too stunned to react to the figure walking up to her. Kodachi saw the gleam of a blade, and opened her mouth to scream.

Silence. Why? Kodachi was scared out of her mind, she wanted to scream for her life, beg for mercy, ask for help, but couldn't. Kodachi looks down and sees blood, fresh flowing blood. Kodachi couldn't scream, her vocal cords and arteries were cut.

Funny, Kodachi was the one who used ambushes as her main tactic for victory, who would have guessed she would be done in by it?

Kodachi looks up, into the eyes of her attacker. Flowing orange locks reflected in the pale blue moonlight, it would have been a beautiful sight if not for her eyes. Her eyes were cold and calculating, seeing Kodachi as nothing more than an insect to be killed.

Did Kodachi have such eyes too? When she abused those around her simply because of her status, how did Kodachi look at them? Ah, Kodachi wanted to live, she didn't want to die, but the turbulent river of time felt no mercy for her as Kodachi's eyes lost their spark forever that night.