Breakaway
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by Bravoexo
A Fanfic inspired by Ranma 1/2 (by Rumiko Takahashi)
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Ranma circled around the center ring. Heaving his hockey stick in tow.
"What a stupid game?" He thought. Wearing off balance shoes, holding a
wooden stick, bent at the end, running up and down the ice rink, just to
pick up a flat round puck. "What a waste of time." Ranma shifted his
weight. He came to a screaching halt. The puck was in front of him. He
looked up ahead. The goal was in front of him.
"Don't touch the puck until I give the signal." Ranma nodded. He turned
and skated into a few circles and a figure eight again. The referee left
him and went on to talk to the enemy guarding the net. Ranma checked his
skates, making sure they were no debris underneath them, impaling his
assault towards the net.
The referee moved aside, lifting a hand, a whistle in his mouth. It blew.
Ranma breathed deeply as he made his finally pass around the circle in the
center of the rink. He pivoted towards the midline, barely touching the
puck with his stick. He tapped the puck with his left foot, then his
right, finally grabbing it with his weapon. He deked left, he past the
blue line. He deked right, halfway there. The goalie advanced from the
post, arms and legs waiting for the shot. Ranma looked up, lowered his
shoulders. The goalie backtraked, pads and stick closing in. Ranma deked
left, twisting his wrist, carrying the puck father left. The goalie
reacted with closed legs. Ranma got what he wanted. He pulled back on
the stick, sliding far more left than the goalie had expected, and cracked
at the puck with impunity.
The resulting clamor and bell whistles told everyone the outcome. He
scored! The audience went wild, and so did the idle players around.
Ranma settled to a brief stop behind the goal, raising his stick in
jubilation. What a shot!
"Die Ranma!" The goalie threw down her pads and stick, and out came from
out of nowhere a mallet, much larger than anyone would dare carry. "I
hate you!" BAM BAM BAM!!! It was a good thing Ranma wore a mask on. But
he still found himself down on the cold icy floor.
A whistle blew. "Penalty. Five minute major for fighting." The goalie
was excorted to the penalty box, her mallet confiscated. Ranma raised
himself drowsily off the ice. "Penalty for you too."
"Huh? Why me?" The referee shot a grin back at him. "Alright! I'll
go." Ranma skated towards the penalty box, passing Akane's stall. He
stuck his tongue out to her, quickly catching her ire. He walked into the
adjacent stall.
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"So who won?" Ukyou asked, as she took off her mask. All the rest
gathered around her. Ryouga skated all the way from his net.
Soun looked at the referee. Nabiki didn't know what exactly to answer.
She looked at the girl's net. Ranma and Akane was still engrossed in the
game that already ended. Kasumi casually took off her mask, smiling even
if she did break out a sweat. "Why don't we just settle this with a
penalty shot?" Everyone looked at her. "Um, I guess we just let those
two alone?" All nodded.
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"Ha! You'll never get past me again, Ranma!" Blocked, a slap shot from
the neutral zone. Ranma rebounded, corkscrewed in front of Akane, and
shot a backhand. Blocked again. "Ha!"
"Damn it. I'll get this puck through you, even if it's the last thing I
do!" Ranma charged after rebounding for the nth time. He didn't bother
to shift weight, he wanted to plow through the defense. Akane's eyes
widened.
"Hey, what the...." Clang, Ranma's quick shot flew right by Akane's head,
but hit the post. The puck settled in front of Akane. Ranma dived to
grab the rebound. Akane dived to cover the puck. Their bodies slammed on
the hard ice. The force almost cracked it. The two lay sprawled in front
of the net for quite some time.
"Ha! I've got the puck." Akane stood up. Ranma helping her up. "We
win." She took off her goalie mask, wiping the perspiration off her brow.
Ranma too needed to breathe a little bit better.
They smiled at each other, all their curses had left their lips already.
They looked around, finally noticing the silence in the rink. "Huh?
Where are they?" Akane skated with Ranma towards the bench. Only Kasumi
was there, sitting and clapping her hands.
"So, did we win, Akane?" Her little sister nodded.
"Yes, oneechan. We clobbered those guys good." Kasumi giggled. She
opened the gate for Akane to enter the bench. "By the way. Where is
everyone?" Ranma looked at their bench, empty.
"They've all gone home. They thought you two would never stop playing."
Akane blinked before looking at her fiance.
Ranma returned to the girl's bench. "Hmm. How long have we been playing,
Kasumi?" The hours went by so fast, both didn't realize it. "Wow."
"It's your fault Ranma." Akane took off her pads and uniform.
"My fault?" Ranma started undressing too. Kasumi generously received the
pieces of clothing.
"Yes. You kept shooting at my stick side. If you shot at my glove
side..." Ranma head cocked.
"Ha. You'd just grab it off the air, Akane! I'm not that stupid." Ranma
walked off the ice, towards the changing rooms.
"Anyway! We won! That's more important. Right Kasumi?" The two sisters
disappeared into one dressing room, Ranma on other.
"Ha! You only won because Ryouga is such a stupid goalie! I still can't
belive why we even chose him as the gaolie."
"Would you rather have Mousse as your goalie?" Silence interrupted the
inter-room discussion.
"Admit it, we're better than you guys."
"That's not true! If only your captain didn't use her spatula, we'd win."
"Hey, What about your Left-side's Bokken's, eh?" Silence again.
"At least I scored against you!"
"Shampoo made more goals than you!" Ranma cursed Ryouga again. He
checked himself in front of the mirror. He walked out soon after.
Akane and Kasumi was waiting for him. "What took you so long?" Ranma
smiled, bending forwards and planted a kiss on Akane's cheek.
"Great game, Akane." Akane fluttered with words.
"Thanks...Ranma." Kasumi led the way out. Akane and Ranma, holding
hands, followed her. Akane leaned on him. He hugged her back. He leaned
towards he, she reached up. They kissed. When they parted, he had a
smirk on his face. "Huh?"
"I think I just scored again." He chuckled. Akane broke away. "Huh?"
"If you think I'm going to let you do a hat trick...you're gravely
mistaken." Akane ran up ahead towards her sister. Ranma scrambled to
keep up.
"Hey, wait up!" Akane looked behind and grinned. "Akane! Wait for me!"
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The End
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C&C Please...but if you can tell me how to beat the NY Rangers in NHL 98
at the Pro Level, much better.