Okay, the idea just struck me so I had to write it.
(I laughed for about ten minutes when I got the idea. Am I sick or something?)
Please don't tell Blade(Christopher McNeil) or Epsilon (Aaron Peori) 
about this. I want to live. (at least until the next Revengefic)

Ranma 1/2 is the property of Rumiko Takahashi etc. etc. etc.

The Martian presents.
a Wedding That Should Never Happen
a horrible short work of fiction that should never have been written. ^_^

        Pantyhose Tarou fidgeted in his tuxedo. His normal cool self was
replaced
by a very nervous young man, but that was to be expected in one's own wedding, 
Especially in Nerima. Tarou looked at the few guests who sat in the chapel. 
It usually wasn't a good idea to tell any of Nerima's numerious martial
artists when
and where you are going to get married, becouse word would travel around and
then
somebody would appear to wreck the occasion. Tarou tried to calm down by
thinking about
his bride and all they had gone through before all this was possible...

        Her curse. She wouldn't get married before that was removed, and the
magic of
Jusenkyou was strong. A dip to the Spring of the Drowned Girl didn't help in
her case.
They had had to travel around the world for months before the cure had been
found.

        Her elders. That cursed old fossil, insisting that she marries
another, even
if she loved him. All those plots to get her away from Tarou, attempts of
kidnapping, 
brainwashing, love potions and others. The worst was that a few times those
plots
had almost succeeded, they had almost been separated. But now all that was
behind.

        All her other suitors. They had been a chore, especially that stupid
Samurai-
wanna-be. He was too stupid to give up before a superior opponent. Well,
Saotome had been
kicking Kuno's ass for all year and hadn't succeeded. And since Ranma was
almost at Tarou's
level it wasn't a big suprise he hadn't been able to convince the kendoist
either.
After this day he wouldn't be a problem. None of them would.

        Truth to tell, she herself had been the first problem, not accepting
her love
for him. It had took him a good while to make her fall in love with him,
ever longer to 
get her accept his proposal.

        Tarou lost that train of thought when the wedding march started
playing, the doors
to the chapel were opened and Genma Saotome, looking very displeased,
started escorting his
son-turned-into-a-daughter to the church...

finito.

Now you are going to say:Ranma and Tarou hate each other...HOW DID THIS
HAPPEN!?!?!??!

I don't know, nor do I care. The idea just struck me. I wrote it. ^_^
I know that brainwashing isn't Genma's style (he isn't smart enough to do
it) but I 
was thinking of Colonge when I wrote that part. I really didn't want to let
you know
who the bride was before the end.

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The Martian
Jussi.Nikander@nixu.fi
To live is to dream.