From: bogue@negia.net
Date: 11/6/1997, 3:12 AM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

Ryoucilo
Ranma's Decision
Ranma was lying on the roof of the Tendo dojo.
It was near sunset and he was begining to nod off
when he heard some footsteps. Ranma lazily lifted
himself up and turned around to face three very
angry fiancees. Ranma visibly gulped and thought
to himself [I'm dead.]
Ukyo, Shampoo and Akane were all standing side
by side and did not look pleased at all. Akane was
the first to speak, "Ranma we have to talk."
Ranma looked at them with a confused expression.
"Uh...about what?"
Akane grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and
shouted, "You know what I'm talking about! It's time
you made up your mind Ranma!"
[The engagement. Oh god. This is not good.] Ranma
searched his vast vocabulary for a proper response to the
question and came up with, "Uhhhh..well. you see...."
Shampoo whacked Ranma across the head with her bonbori
. "Ranma stop jibbering and answer Shampoo."
Ukyo stepped forward and put a hand on Ranma's shoulder.
Ukyo said in a very calm voice ,"Ran-chan it simply isn't fair
to any of us for you to drag this on. You're going to have to
make your choice."
Ranma gulped audibly and looked back at all of his fiancees.
"What brought this up?"
Ranma knew the answer before he heard it. "The wedding,"
Akane said in an even tone. Ranma had been thinking about it
for quite some time. To say the wedding was a disaster was
an understatement. Nothing had gone right and everything had gone
wrong.
Things had settled down over the last few months, however,
and things were beginning to look peaceful. [I should have seen
this coming. When things are going well something really bad
has to come up.] Ranma stood up with a determined look on his
face and said,"Are you sure you want me to make up my mind?"
"Of course Ran-chan. We've been waiting so long."
"Ranma make up mind? Good."
"What do you think you moron?"
"I really don't want to hurt your feelings, but I choose.." Ranma paused.
Ukyo looked at him hopefully. "Yes."
"I choose..."
Shampoo nodded her head, prodding him to continue.
"I choose Akane."
"What?!" All three girls shouted in unison.
Ranma said, "Ukyo, Shampoo I'm sorry, but I just can't be happy
with anyone besides Akane."
Ukyo and Shampoo surprisingly enough had a resigned look on
their faces. Shampoo said, "We understand. Akane is the best one for job."
Akane smiled and looked at Ranma. Akane whispered ,"Thank you Ranma..."
Ranma smiled at his one fiancee. Akane took a step towards Ranma
and put her arms around him. Ranma was a little embarassed,
but liked having Akane holding him. Ranma closed his eyes and
put his chin on her shoulder.
That was when he felt the knife go into his back. He opened his eyes to
see Akane
holding a stiletto covered in blood. She rushed forward and stabbed Ranma
several times in the stomach.
Ranma went down on his hands and knees while clutching his stomach.
The blood was slipping through his hands as he saw his life flashing
before his eyes.
Akane stepped away from Ranma's huddled form. "... Thanks for making me
your executioner."
Ukyo stepped forward and looked at the twitching body of Ranma. "Akane you
always were
the best one for the job of killing him. Now that he's gone we can carry on
with our own lives."
Ranma coughed out some blood and returned to the thought that had
interrupted his reverie. Those
simple words were now true and there was nothing he could do about it. [I'm
dead.]