"I do not own Ranma or Tenchi Muyo. This is my first fic after reading many from various sites.

Chapter 3: "I Have the Power! ...Wait, What Do I Do With It?"

Ranma was still flying. And flying.

And—oh yeah, still flying.

"OH COME ON!"

He yelled as he spiraled through endless cosmic nothingness.

A brief flash of panic shot through him—where was the ground, how was he still breathing? The sky and stars blurred into a kaleidoscope, and he wondered if this was some messed-up dream.

Before he could process exactly how he had exited Earth's atmosphere without dying, a sudden, invisible force yanked him sideways.

WHAM

He landed face-first onto something soft, yet unreasonably sturdy.
Groaning, he peeled himself off the floor, shaking his head.
"Ugh… where the hell—"

A slow clap echoed around him. Washu was lounging midair, a bag of celestial popcorn in hand. "Bravo, Saotome. that was by far the funniest accidental ascension I've seen in centuries."

Ranma groaned. "Oh, great. It's you again."
Tsunami smiled serenely beside her. "Welcome back, Ranma Saotome."
Ranma blinked. "Wait. Back!?"
Tokimi smirked. "Indeed. Your contract has begun."
Ranma crossed his arms, scowling. "Lemme guess. I don't got a choice in this?"

Washu tossed a page-long scroll at him. "Nope! You signed this agreement—well, technically, you fell into the divine contract, but same thing!"
He fumbled to catch the scroll, the cosmic air strangely weightless.

"CONGRATULATIONS! You are now a temporary god!
" Ranma stared at the paper. Then at Washu. Then back at the paper.

His eye twitched.
"ARE YOU KIDDIN' ME!?"

Tsunami nodded. "You will return to Earth tomorrow at sunrise—fully imbued with divine power for the rest of the day."

Ranma blinked. "Wait. Tomorrow!?"
Tokimi smirked. "Well, technically today, since time works differently here. But yes. By the time you wake up, you'll have full god-tier abilities."
Ranma ran a hand down his face. "Oh, man, this is gonna be a disaster."
Washu cackled. "And I wouldn't miss it for the world." With a snap of her fingers—

FLASH!

Ranma vanished from the Divine Realm.

Nerima – The Next Morning

The sky split apart with a deafening crack, a jagged rift tearing through the clouds above Nerima.

Light engulfed the street, and when it faded, Ranma hovered just above the ground, radiating an unmistakable divine aura. His pigtail drifted upward in an unseen breeze, his clothes rippling with an ethereal glow. From the heavens above, a celestial choir began to hum.

He glanced around, heart still pounding from the cosmic rollercoaster. A second ago, he was in some celestial office—now he was back in Nerima, mid-levitation, like it was the most normal thing.

Akane paused mid-sip, her eyes darting between her cup and the floating Ranma. Slowly, she sniffed the tea, lips pressing into a thin line.

The house was quiet. Kasumi was returning from the kitchen with some more tea.
"…Kasumi. What exactly did you put in this?"

The house remained eerily still. Kasumi emerged from the kitchen, effortlessly balanced with a fresh pot of tea. Nabiki was out. Inside, Genma and Soun mumbled over their Shogi match, oblivious to the divine intervention unfolding outside.

Ranma lifted a hand in an awkward half-wave. "Uh… hey. So, uh. We gotta talk."

Akane's eyes sharpened, arms crossing. "What. Did. You. Do."

Ranma scratched the back of his neck, avoiding her gaze. "So, uh… turns out, I'm a god now. For the rest of the day."

Silence.

Akane lowered her teacup with deliberate care. "…You're a what?"

Kasumi, had just come back from the kitchen and without missing a beat, gently placed the teapot down and smiled back at god-Ranma.

"Oh my." "Will you not have a cup of tea, god-Ranma?"

Ranma exhaled, rubbing his temple. "Not now, Kasumi. Look, Akane, we need to talk before the whole town loses its mind."

Akane hesitated, caught off guard. "Wait. You came to me first?"

Kasumi took a sip of tea.
"Sure you won't have a cup, Ranma? Even celestial beings need hydration, you know."

Ranma shifted, suddenly uneasy. "Kasumi, please. Akane, I'm telling you now 'cause I don't wanna mess this up. Not this time."

For a split second, something flickered in Akane's eyes—then she coughed, arms folding. "Fine. But if you're a god, you better not be an idiot about it."

Kasumi slid the cup an inch closer. "Ah go on, go on, have a cuppa!"

Ranma waved a hand absently. "No, thanks." He hesitated, momentarily distracted by the absurdity of Kasumi's calmness. "Yeah, well… I guess we'll see how this plays out."

Akane frowned. "Not helping, Ranma."

Kasumi nudged the teapot forward: "Everybody else is having a cup."

Ranma groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Kasumi, I'm fine."
Kasumi's smile remained unchanged: "Are you sure? Just a drop."

Ranma stiffened. His eye twitched.
Then, thunder fell.

A faint shimmer crackled in the air, and suddenly—Washu was just there, lounging midair like she'd been listening the whole time."Just say yes, your Grace. It's quicker, or we'll be stuck in this scene forever – and this joke's got miles on it" -Winks at you

Ranma blinked at the empty space where she had been. "What the hell was -?"

He closed his eyes and inhaled, as though trying to steady himself.

He shook his head, forcibly resetting his brain. "Nope. Not dealing with that. Moving on."

He exhaled sharply and turned back to Kasumi. "Fine. Yes."

Kasumi nodded approvingly: "Ah, grand. So, now."

Ranma cleared his throat. "Right. Back to the whole god thing."

Kasumi poured a cup. "Sugar?"

Akane finally snapped. "KASUMI, WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE THIS IS NORMAL!?"

Kasumi tilted her head, genuinely puzzled. "Oh, Akane… it's Ranma. This was inevitable."

A short while later, Ranma and Akane sat on the porch of the Tendo Dojo, the quiet night air a stark contrast to the insanity that had just transpired. Ranma, now glowing faintly with divine energy, sighed as he rested his arms behind his head.

"So… a god for a day," Akane repeated slowly, still trying to process the words.

"Yeah," Ranma muttered. "Crazy, huh?"

Akane looked at him carefully. "You're… actually serious, aren't you?"

Ranma held up a hand, and with a casual flick of his wrist, the koi pond transformed into a miniature cosmic galaxy, tiny planets orbiting lazily around a glowing center.

Akane stared.

Ranma snapped his fingers again, and the pond returned to normal. "Convinced?"

Akane let out a slow breath. "…Okay. This is insane."

Ranma smirked. "Welcome to my life."

Akane sat back, arms crossed. "So what now? You just go around showing off until it wears off?"

Ranma shrugged. "Nah. That's why I told you first. Figured… maybe I should actually use this for somethin' smart for once."

Akane blinked. "Smart? You?"

Ranma huffed. "Hey, look at me when I'm lying to ya!"

Akane arched an eyebrow.

Ranma rolled his eyes. "Look, I figured I'd run some ideas by you before doin' anything dumb."

Akane nodded, impressed despite herself. "Alright. Let's hear them."

Small Requests and Big Changes

Ranma stretched, cracking his knuckles. "Alright, first off—"

Akane cut him off immediately. "Before anything else, I have one small request."

Ranma blinked. "Uh, okay?"

Akane crossed her arms, trying to look casual, but her eyes darted everywhere except at him. "It's just… one tiny adjustment. Nothing major. Just a little, uh, enhancement."

Ranma tilted his head. "Enhancement?"

He stroked his chin, thinking. "Alright, lemme guess. You want super strength?"

Akane shook her head. "No."

"Super speed?"

"No."

"Immortality?"

Akane rolled her eyes. "No, Ranma."

Ranma grinned. "Alright, alright. Then obviously, ya want to remove yer battle aura limiter and unleash yer full martial arts potential!"

Akane sighed. "No, Ranma."

Ranma snapped his fingers dramatically. "You wanna command the elements! Summon fire and lightning! OR—OR—mind control! Yeah, that seems like somethin' you'd—"

Akane turned bright red and starts pointing at her chest. "RANMA, JUST DO IT ALREADY!"

Ranma barely held back a laugh. "Well, somebody's got their priorities in order."

Akane turned bright red. "You shut up and do it already!"

Ranma chuckled. "Fine, fine." He snapped his fingers.

A faint shimmer passed over Akane, and she felt… different. She looked down, testing things discreetly, then nodded in approval.

"…Alright. This is good."

Ranma, still grinning, let the tension ebb from his shoulders. "Ya know, since I'm god for a day, maybe I should be thinkin' bigger. Like, I dunno… removing poverty? Or world peace? Maybe unlocking the hidden martial arts potential of all humanity?"

Akane nodded sagely. "Yes. Very noble. That would be wise."

Ranma glanced at her, muttering under his breath.

"…And yet, with all that in front of ya, ya went straight for a bust upgrade…as my first divine act for crying out loud"

Akane's brows twitched. "What was that?"

Ranma froze.

Ranma's brain scrambled for an escape route.

"I—I said, uh…" He coughed, turning slightly away. "I said… ya didn't really need it. I mean, uh…Ya look… ya know… already… uh… r-really good…?"

Akane narrowed her eyes.

Ranma braced for impact for one long, agonizing second.

Then, finally—she huffed, crossing her arms. "Hmph. About time you noticed."

Ranma exhaled so hard he nearly collapsed.

Survival successful.

He cast a quick glance her way, amazed that for once he hadn't been punched through a wall.

A Few Minutes Later…

Ranma, still emotionally recovering, smirked. "Alright, alright. Time for some real upgrades."

Akane huffed. "Damn right."

Ranma rubbed his chin. "Okay, I was thinkin'—"

Akane narrowed her eyes. "Ranma, if you're about to make yourself ridiculously overpowered while I only get one cosmetic change—"

Ranma waved his hands. "Nah, nah! This one's for you! What if I gave ya elemental ki control?"

Akane blinked. "Wait. You mean, like, fire, water, wind, that kind of thing?"

Ranma grinned. "Yeah! You got crazy power, but no control. This'll help channel all that wild energy—"

Akane cracked her knuckles. "Ranma…"

"—FOR TRAINING PURPOSES ONLY!" Ranma yelped.

Akane sighed. "Fine. Do it."

Ranma grinned, sitting cross-legged. "Alright, close your eyes."

Akane muttered but obeyed.

Ranma lifted a glowing hand and lightly tapped her forehead.

A pulse of energy rippled through her.

Akane gasped. The air shifted. A spark flickered at her fingertips.

"Whoa…"

Ranma smirked. "Cool, huh? Try controllin' it."

Akane focused—

WHOOSH!

A gust of wind blasted through the yard.

"Hey, not bad!" Ranma grinned.

Akane opened her hands. "Okay, let's try—"

BOOM!

A fireball exploded from her palm.

Ranma's soul left his body. "HOLY—"

The tree next to them caught fire.

Akane panicked. "HOW DO I TURN IT OFF!?"

"stop thinkin' about fire!"

Her fingers were smudged with soot, and a faint, very uncomfortable warmth tingled up her arms.

She frowned, blowing on her fingertips.

"Ow. Ow. Ow. Okay, this sucks."

Ranma peeked out from behind his cover. "Uh. Ya good?"

Akane scowled at him. "I just set my own hands on fire. WHAT DO YOU THINK!?"

Akane punched the ground in frustration. Unfortunately—

BOOOOOM!

A fireball hit the koi pond.

A soaked, furious Genma-panda rose up.

He held up a sign:

"WHO DID THAT?!"

Ranma pointed at Akane. "HER."

Akane whirled on him and swung a punch—

Her fist phased straight through him like he wasn't even there.

Akane blinks. "Huh?"

Ranma tilts his head. "Oh, right. Forgot to turn off 'Receive damage' mode."

She stared at her own hand. "…Okay, that is incredibly annoying."

Akane put a hand to her chin. "Ranma… what if it only works on weak attacks?

Ranma's expression darkened. "Wait. That would be bad…"

Akane nodded sagely. "Super bad. You should probably test it just to be safe."

Ranma rubbed his chin. "Hmmm… yeah, alright."

He snapped his fingers.

Above his head, a glowing textbox appeared:

[DEBUG MENU: CHEAT SETTINGS]
] No Damage (DISABLE)

️ "Apply Changes & Exit."

Akane's fist was already flying.

CRITICAL HIT!

Ranma exploded backward like a physics glitch, ragdolling across the courtyard.

A distant "I KNEW THIS WAS A TRAP!" echoed in the wind.

Akane exhaled, the sudden surge of power coursing through her veins. She glanced down at her still-sparking hands, half-amazed, half-terrified at how easily she'd swatted him.

She exhaled, almost floating slightly.

From the far end of the courtyard, a very dusty, very grumpy Ranma crawled back, muttering curses under his breath.

Above his head, another glowing textbox appeared:

️ [WARNING: High-Level Attack Detected!] ️

Akane smiled sweetly. "Yup. Works just fine."

Akane flexed her fingers, sparks flickering.

She smirked. "Yeah. This is cool."

Ranma crawled back. "Yeah, yeah. You're welcome…"

Akane sighed. "Fine. But what about the fiancé issue?"

Ranma rubbed his temples. "That's a big one."

Akane crossed her arms. "So, are you finally gonna deal with it? Or are we waiting for the inevitable brawl-for-your-hand battle royale?"

Ranma exhaled sharply. "Look, I ain't scared of 'em, okay?"

Akane arched an eyebrow. "Uh-huh. Well, if you're not scared, then I guess you won't mind starting with Ukyo."

Ranma blinked. "…Why Ukyo?"

Akane shrugged. "I mean, she's probably the most reasonable one, right? Start with the easy conversation first."

Ranma narrowed his eyes. "Wait… You want me to go see Ukyo first?"

Akane smiled too sweetly. "Oh, nooo, Ranma. I'd never suggest that just so I can see you get glomped into a wall."

Ranma crossed his arms. "Pfft. What's the worst that could happen?"

Akane smirked. "Famous last words."

Ranma scoffed. "Please, like anything that bad is gonna—"

BOOM.*

A deafening explosion of golden light lit up the sky.

Ranma froze.

Slowly, hesitantly, he looked up.

Hovering above the town, visible from miles away, a massive glowing billboard had materialized.

It read:

"WELCOME TO NERIMA, TEMPORARY DOMAIN OF RANMA SAOTOME, GOD FOR TODAY!"
(Also, Please Don't Panic! I'm Still Figuring This Out!")

Ranma panicked, waving his hands. "NO, NO, NO—UNDO ! CTRL-Z!"