Ranma 1/2 - Zelda Fanfic
By: Greg Housley


Disclaimer:      The characters and situations of Ranma � are owned by
Rumiko Takahashi and are used in this fanfic without permission. The
characters and situations of The Legend of Zelda are owned by Nintendo
and are also used in this fanfic without permission.

Authors Note: This is the same chapter 1 from tides of change though I
decided to change where I was going with the Fanfic so here goes! This
fanfic is a fusion of Ranma 1/2 and The Legend of Zelda. Though known
Zelda elements such as characters, plot, and setting will not be as
evident until later chapters (probably beginning 3 or 4). Constructive
criticisms and comments can be emailed to coldmatrix@hotmail.com. Enjoy
at your own risk!




The Legend of Zelda
Ranma 1/2
Chapter 1 - Rebellious change


 Ranma-chan stared out into the storm filled sky; rain beat against her
unprotected skin in a steady cadence.  Things were, of course, as normal
as usual but it seemed to finally to hit a certain core nerve in Ranma
that threatened change everything. The rain was chilling to the bone but
Ranma-chan simply shrugged the discomfort aside.
 "Why?"  She sighed glumly.  "Why is it that every time I get into a
fight; be it physical or some stupid argument, do I always seem to get
splashed with water?" She sighed again.
 "Hmmph!" Ranma-chan snorted bitterly.  "Its like they all get some
secret pleasure out of humiliating me."
 Lightning flashed, lighting the sky up to a brilliant white glow.
Ranma-chans eyes flinched at the sudden increase in light, which left
her vision distorted with spots.
 "I�m so sick of this curse. I�m starting to not even care what form I�m
in; so long as I can keep it for a time."  Changing every five seconds
was wearing very thin in her book. Thinking this made her begin to
reflect upon the nights events which had drove her to this much needed,
wet, solitude.
 -Lightning flashed again-


 "Okay Ranma here you go." Akane beamed, she had finally convinced Ranma
to give her cooking a second chance. Which in the past resulted in near
death experiences.
 Ranma shuddered.
 "Ranma, you promised!" Akane  managed, a sharp tone present.
 "Okay! Okay Akane, geez."  Ranma glanced down at the dish, dread
apparent in his composure. "How�d I ever get myself into this one."
Akane heard Ranma mumble under his breath.
 Akane simply watched. Her temper in check, as Ranma sat staring idly at
the dish, Akane saw a twitch in his eye develop and felt her anger
rising.
 "Ranma would you just try it already."  Akane blurted, finding it more
difficult to surpress her anger.
 Ranma merely sighed and slowly with exaggerated movements began to pick
his chopsticks up. He pulled them apart, sensing the impending doom, and
dipped them in to the very foreign dish.
 Ranma felt his last resolves slipping away.  The mass sitting on his
plate looked unlike anything he�d ever seen. "Akane what the heck is
this anyway?"
 "I� uh, umm." Akane flared. "Ranma you�re stalling!"
 Ranma winced; He�d been caught. He clamped the food in his chopsticks
grip, and brought the foreign matter up to his mouth, letting his lips
part. He began to tremble. Akane froze letting her tempered eyes bore a
hole straight through him.
 Ranma slid the unknown substance into his mouth letting it sit on the
top of his tongue as if waiting for clearance to slip down the hatch.
 He was surprised! Though no good taste was evident, neither was a bad
one. Could it be? He thought to himself. It was then that his teeth bit
into the substance releasing the foul poison onto his taste buds.
 His face first turned bright red then switched to soft purple and
finally to a ghostly pale white. He began to choke.
 "Ugh ugghh erk heckk. Ptoot!" He spit the substance back onto the
plate.
 "Oh gad Akane that was awful! Geez what are you trying to do, kill me?"
With that Akane�s well-built resolve shattered and anger flushed into
her cheeks.
 She grabbed Ranma by his pigtail and pulled him through the back door.
"Raaannnmmmaaa, YOU JERK!" At that she then punted Ranma clear through
the air plunging him head first into the pond.
 Ranma-chan burst up through the surface of the pond with anger and
shock etched lividly in her features. "What�d you do that for?" she
asked almost reflexively.
 "As if you need to ask Ranma." Akane said sourly yet somewhat
controlled.
 "Hey wait!" Ranma-chan called after "Akane!" Ranma-chan watched as
Akane wheeled about and stormed back into the house. "Stupid tomboy."
Ranma stated flatly to herself.
 Ranma-chan pulled herself out of the pond and onto the ground. She
removed her drenched shirt and began to tightly wring it out. Doing so
she noticed the lightning flash across the sky.
 "Huh." Ranma grunted. "Looks like rain." Ranma noted dumbly to no one
imparticular. She climbed the steps to the back porch sliding her shirt
back on and peered into dinning room.
 "Good no ones around." She thought to herself. And then proceeded to
make her way to the kitchen.
 The kitchen was busy as usual. Kasumi stood center the chaos preparing
some elaborate meal that no doubt would make her close encounter with
death distant.
 "Kasumi�" Ranma-chan started only to be cut short by Kasumi�s sudden
interest.
 "Oh my." She began. "<Sigh> Judging by the fact you�re a girl I take it
Akane�s cooking didn�t taste to good, did it." Kasumi stated concern
evident in her voice.
 "Didn�t taste to good she says." Ranma-chan snorted.
 "Try vile! I think my heart skipped a beat!"
"Ranma, Akane really does try. Kasumi began in a mother-like fashion.
Just give her some time, She�s bound to get it right eventually." At
that Kasumi�s face perked back up. Here you go, Ranma!" Kasumi said
cheerfully, and proceeded to pour a kettle of warm water on the somewhat
depressed looking red head.
 "Thanks Kasumi." Ranma said, reverted back to his male form.
 Kasumi just grinned warmly, and continued the preparations for the
evening meal.
 Ranma just sighed and resolved to keep a distance from Akane for the
rest of the night. He wandered into the foyer and began to climb the
stairs when Nibiki stopped him in mid-climb.
 "Halt!"  Nibiki held out her hand in a commanding officer like form. "I
have need of you good sir." Nibiki said in an unreadable manner.
 Oh brother here it comes. Ranma thought trying to figure out what it
was that Nibiki was up to this time. "What is it now Nibiki?" Ranma
demanded in a cool uncaring tone.
 "Come with me."  At that she turned and began the rest of the climb up
the stairs and turned down the hallway. "Ranma are you coming?" Nibiki
sighed.
 Ranma climbed the length of the stairs angling down the hallway after
Nibiki. Nibiki stopped to open her door and usher Ranma in. "Alright
Ranma stand right� Here� she pointed to the center of cloth laid out on
the floor. Ranma obligingly walked to the center of the rug and began to
stare as Nibiki began rummaging through her things. "Not this, Not this,
Not this, Not thi� aha!"  Nibiki turned to reveal an expensive looking
camera.
 "Nibiki I�" Ranma started.
 "Hold still Saotome." Came the interruption. And then Nibiki knelt down
to pick up the kettle Ranma had failed to notice.
 "Nibi�" <Splash!> <click>, <click>. Nibiki began to flash pictures
despite Ranma-chans obvious protest.
 "Nib <click> iki how man <click> y times do I <click> ha <click> ve to
tell y <click> ou that I <click> am not <click> a  <click> plaything!
<click>"
 "Come on Ranma, be a good sport, business has been a little slow
lately." Nibiki beamed. <Click>
 This wasn�t the first time Nibiki had used Ranma-chans cursed form to
gain profit. Sometimes she�d get a hankering for some quick cash, make
some photos, and sell them off at nice price to Ranma-chans male
obsessor, Kunou
 Ranma-chan flustered; turned about and tromped out of her room.
 "Oh nice angle!" came Nibiki. <click> <click> <click>
 Ranma-chan slammed the door. "Arrghh! I wish she�d leave me alone
sometimes!" Ranma-chan headed towards the stairs and again made her way
into the kitchen. She then walked her way up to Kasumi and stood there
looking rather put upon.
 "Oh!" Kasumi yelped rather startled. Regaining her composure she
reached over to the stove and fetched the kettle. She poured its
contents onto the still flustered Ranma-chan and with a smile placed the
kettle back onto the stove. "There," she said noting the change in
Ranma�s form.
 "Thanks." Ranma replied sounding rather irritated.
 Sheesh, Ranma thought. Maybe I need to just get some air. <sigh>
 He made his way out of the kitchen and headed back toward the dinning
room and stopped at the back door, He slid the door open and slipped
outside into the cool dark night.
 <Sigh> "Sometimes it just isn�t fair." Ranma thought aloud. Though his
thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a loud cry.
 "RRRAAANNNMMMAAA!!!  I�ll make you pay for those things you said to
Akane." Ranma knew exactly who it was but hadn�t the time to locate him
before he was doubled over back into the pond. Ranma-chan parted the
surface once again, to look out into the eyes of her old rival.
 "Ryoga." Ranma-chan spat in distaste.
 "Ranma! I�m gonna beat the hell out of you�"
 "Aw shut up Ryoga!" came Ranma-chan�s retort and with that she kicked
up a wave of water splashing Ryoga in the face.
 "Hah, what�d you think of that you stupid jerk?!" Ranma-chan shouted
out at the now small black piglet.
 Ryoga Growled.
 "P-Chan, what are you doing out here?" Akane shouted. "Ranma" she
bellowed "How dare you splash P-Chan with that frigid water, He could
catch a cold! Honestly!" She bent down to retrieve the now soaked piglet
"Come here baby! Mommy�ll take care of you. Was that nasty Ranma being
mean to you? Poor baby." Akane let a scowl at Ranma-chan and turned back
to the house, tossing her head as she spun around.
 "Stupid Ryoga." Ranma-chan snorted.
 "Well, guess I can�t stay here any longer." She sighed. Once again she
pulled herself up out of the pond and ventured forth into the house.
This was turning out to be a horrible night. She stumbled in through the
dinning room and once again made her way through the kitchen to Kasumi�s
side.
 Kasumi turned and looked at the disheartened girl, and sighed. "Oh
Ranma." She said sympathetically. Once again she lifted the kettle from
the stove and poured out its contents onto Ranma-chans body. With the
last of the water gone she shook the kettle.
 She sighed again. Looks like teas gonna be a little late for supper."
She said trying not to make Ranma feel any worse.
 "I�m, uh, sorry Kasumi." Ranma said apologetically. And then turned to
exit the room again.
 Poor Ranma, Kasumi thought. And then proceeded to fill the kettle
again.
 "There�s gotta be a way to beat this!" Ranma ventured aloud.  "Maybe I
just need some sleep." Ranma climbed the stairs walking the hallways
extent, passing by Akane�s room. Inside She and P-chan were playing on
her floor.
 Ryoga you pervert ain�t you got any self-respect. He thought bitterly.
He reached the door to his room and pushed it open with a click. He
walked to his spot on the floor and lied down with an audible groan.
Today had been rough. He thought to himself. It would be good to finally
get some shut-eye. I hope tomorrow is better; he thought hopefully and
with that thought in mind, he started to drift.
 <Splash!>  "Huh! What?!" Ranma-chan flung awake with a cold shock. She
began to choke and gasp from the water that had flown up her nose and
the sudden frigid substance that had penetrated her defenses like
knives.
 "RANMA! You Ingrate! Didn�t I tell you to pick up a box of markers at
the market today after school! Didn�t I? Huh? Well didn�t I?!!"
 "Geez pops! What do I look like your slave why don�t you go get them
yourself and leave me alone, sheesh!"
 Ranma-chan looked down at her now overly feminine body and cursed her
father inside. She jumped up and kicked him in the head making him fall
to the floor like a load of bricks. "And what did you go and do that for
anyway?" Ranma-chan screamed! Seeing her opportunity she picked up the
pale in the corner and splashed Genma.  The panda looked up at
Ranma-chan from where it had fallen. Angrily it began to scribble away
at a sign which only read something like "You ungratef�" due to the
sudden loss of ink in the marker. The panda growled.
 "Ha! Ha!" Ranma-chan laughed. And then walked out the room and back
into the hallway, slamming the door behind her. "Stupid old man."
Ranma-chan�s nerves were becoming steadily worse.
 Maybe I�ll just run myself a hot bath she thought. And lazily marched
downstairs and into the bathroom. She began running the hot water
testing to make sure it wasn�t too hot. After that old ghoul cologne,
had released her from that cats-tongue pressure point curse, she had
never fully recovered her tolerability to really hot water.
 With the bath run she slipped her small body into the hot vaporous bath
letting the warmth tingle all over her body. She felt the change and was
relieved to once again to be male.
 He sat there and soaked for a while letting the warm water wrinkle his
skin feeling very much relaxed by the heat it pressed into his chest.
 "Ahhh, man it�s good to finally be alone!"
 "Ranma!" Ranma perked up hearing his name.
 "Ranma!" It was Kasumi.
 "Uh yeah hold on a second Kasumi!"
 "Dinners ready, Ranma.   Don�t let your food get cold!"
 "Uh, sure Kasumi, be out in a jippy."
 Ranma leapt out of the tub rushing to the towel and drying off. He
quickly threw on his clothes and burst out the bathroom door, running
toward the dinning room.
 Everyone was already seated eating leisurely without giving a glance to
Ranma as he sat down and began cramming his face full of food.
 It was Mr. Tendou who finally broke the silence. "Kasumi you�ve really
outdone yourself this time, this is wonderful!"
 "Yeah!" Ranma spoke up. "At least if this kills me I�ll die happy!"
 "Thank y�" Kasumi began.
 "Drop dead Ranma!" Akane dumped her drink out over Ranma�s head
 Ranma-chan began growling louder, then louder. Everyone then began to
take notice of Ranma-chan�s battle Aura coming to life a deadly dark
red. She shot up from her seat, rage apparent in her delicate features.
 "That does it!!! I�ve had enough of this. All of You!!! I think I�m
beginning to realize just how much everyone wants me to be a girl. Well,
fine by me. You wanna a girl? You gotta girl! I could care less."  At
this time tears began to well up in Ranma-chans eyes and no one seemed
to miss it. Ranma turned from the table darting out the back door.
 "Ranma?" Was all that Akane could say.
 The others simply stared off after him shocked.
 "Poor Ranma." Akane heard Kasumi say
 At that time the skies opened and unleashed their fury upon the Tendou
household.


Ranma-chan stared off into the distance. She had been up on the roof
for over six hours and still the rain hadn�t let up.
"So you want me to be a girl too huh?" she said to the sky. Though as
expected no reply came, only the subtle answer of rain.
She brushed her matted bangs out of her eyes.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw something move. Reflexively she
slung her head around to it�s source .
 "Ryoga�" She thought bitterly.
 Ryoga walked the length of the roof, umbrella open and over head, and
walked over to where Ranma was laying.
 Ranma-chan simply diverted her attention back to the sky.
 "Ranma, I� <sigh> I just wanted to say� Ranma please look at me."
 "Why should I Ryoga, you�ve got nothing I wanna hear."
 A hint of anger appeared in Ryoga�s voice. "Arrgghh Ranma this is hard
enough without your help� <Sigh> Are you alright?" Royga finally
managed.
 "What�d you think you stupid jerk." Came Ranma-chan�s reply still
focusing her attention at the sky.
 "Ranma I�m sorry." Ryoga�s voice was just a whisper and almost
inaudible from the storms clatter. Ranma-chan turned shocked. This was
something he couldn�t even expect from Akane much less Ryoga.
 "I understand what it�s like�" Ryoga continued. "I mean look at me I
turn into a pig."
 "Well at least you have the benefit of me being the sole person who
knows about that, and in your cursed form you reap the benefits of being
a small cute animal, while I�m still just dumb ol� Ranma. Everybody
point and laugh its Ranma."
 "Ranma, I know it�s hard. It�s hard for me too! Hell, the only one who
seems at ease with their curse is your father!" They both chuckled at
that.
 Ranma-chan was loosening up a bit. "Ryoga why are you being so nice to
me all the sudden? I mean why�"
 "Because Ranma"� Ryoga paused to gather his thoughts. "I know what it�s
like to feel; you know, like a joke." Ryoga began to search the sky for
something. Lightning flashed. "Its just ever since I met you and the
Tendou�s I�ve found it easier to except my curse� I guess maybe because
I�ve began to realize I�m not alone� I feel� excepted amongst all of
you. And that�s something kinda new to me."
 "Ryoga I never knew." Was all Ranma-chan could think to say.
"And I realize sometimes when I get angry I don�t think much about how
you must hate having your curse exploited. And I�m sorry�" Ryoga then
seemed to realize the awkward expression on Ranma-chans face. "But,
Don�t allow this to make you think I�ve forgotten how you turned me into
a pig or how you�re a jerk to Akane or anything though."
"Oh no Ryoga perish the thought." Ranma-chan chuckled
"Come on inside Ranma it�s almost dawn. Lets get you some hot water
too!"
"I�m not changing back!" Ranma stated flatly. Ryoga froze.
"W-what?" was all he could manage. I wasn�t kidding about those things I
said earlier, though angry as I was, I meant every word.
Ryoga didn�t know what to say. He just stood there. Frozen.


"Tendou have you seen Ranma?"
"Uh no Saotome, did he ever go to bed last night?
"No." Genma said point blankly. Soun just sat there with his paper
staring out over it at Genma.
"Morning Daddy, good morning Mr. Saotome. Akane strolled in apparently
rejuvenated after a good night�s rest.
"Akane?" Her father began.
"Yes Daddy?"
"Have you seen Ranma around?" Akane�s mood darkened somewhat at the
mention of Ranma.
"No, Isn�t he still asleep? He never gets up this early."
Genma spoke up. "He never came home last night." Akane gasped.
"You mean no-one knows where he is?" Akane was puzzled.
"Hmmm That�s right." Genma answered.
"I�ll see if he�s out back in the dojo." Akane finally said.
Akane left the house through the back door, towards the dojo. He�s just
gotta be around here somewhere she thought. Hmph she grunted it�s still
raining.

Ranma-chan stood in the center of the dojo working on her exercises.
Though she still couldn�t get last night out of her head. Those jerks!
She thought. I�ll show them. I�ll just stay a girl. A wicked grin
appeared on her face. I�ll even start acting like a girl, and really
make them wish they hadn�t messed with me. She thought, remembering the
time she hit her head, and had thought she really was a girl. That drove
everyone crazy. But no! She stopped that thought, recalling how at that
time she also had become a pitiful woos, who "abhorred violence". To act
like a girl was one thing. To give up martial arts was a completely
different one. This was simply just to get them back, not to change who
she was�  ---Who she was� She thought peering down at her small feminine
hands. Who am I? She asked herself concern creeping into her vaguely
lost eyes. She spent so much time ignoring that very question, the very
thought of it scared her. Who am I indeed�Two eyes seemed to peek out at
her from the door.      Akane, Ranma-chan thought darkly.

Reaching the dojo, Akane peeked in through the door to find Ranma-chan
dressed only in a tank top and boxers, steadily working on exercises. He
still hasn�t changed back she thought. I wonder why?
Ranma-chan stopped in the middle of the dojo. Though it was still
raining it appeared dawn had finally struck.
She sighed, I�d better get some sleep before I collapse. She grabbed a
towel and threw it over her shoulders. Then she exited the dojo,
brushing by Akane as she entered into the back yard.
"Ranma!" Akane called out, but Ranma-chan simply continued to climb the
steps to the back porch and opened the back and disappeared through the
back door.
 Ranma-chan stepped in from the door and into the dining room, catching
the stares of both Soun and Genma.
"Boy, where have you been!" Genma called after. Ranma-chan simply walked
by without acknowledging her father.
"Son I�" Soun began but Ranma exited the room and began to climb the
stairs. He passed by Kasumi who simply greeted with a much friendly
"Morning". And then continued to walked on down the hall to her room.
She entered in through the door and passed out on her mattress.
"What was that all about I wonder?" Genma asked.
"I don�t know Saotome." Soun admitted.


Ryoga stopped dead in his tracks. He hadn�t a clue where he was but he
was sure about one thing� Someone was following him.
He wasn�t sure how long this thing had been following him but it was
apparent it had trouble following his rather erratic path.
Just great, he thought. First he gets lost and now this. All he wanted
do was get a soda pop. But as fate would see it he was out lost
somewhere in the wilderness. He shivered if this rain didn�t give out
soon he was going to go insane. He continued to walk through the forest
trying to pick up any early warning signs of his shadow. He was growing
tired of this game and was much preferable to the damn thing just
showing up in front of him which it had not.
Ryoga turned "Ehh" He moaned "Come out and show yourself you coward!" He
shouted.  Silence. "I said come out and�
"I heard what you said." A small voice hissed back.
Ryoga went cold.


Ranma-chan awoke with a yawn. He wasn�t well rested, but it was noon and
she, wasn�t about to waste the day away.
First things first, she thought. She stumbled off warily. Need to get a
bath.

"He did what?" The voices asked in unison.
"Spent the night on the roof, just as I said." Nibiki said rather
emotionless.
"But that�s crazy." Akane managed.
"Don�t tell me sis. Tell him�"
"But it rained all night." Soun pleaded.
"Daddy I didn�t put him up to it so don�t act as though I chained him up
there or anything, I�m simply answering your question as to Ranma�s
where-abouts last night. So there you are."
"Morning." Ranma-chan said, somewhat weakly, glancing out over all of
the concerned faces. Was that concern? She thought.
"Nibiki?" Ranma-chan continued "Could I speak to you in private?"
"Ranma if its about last night�" Ranma-chan cut her short.
"No, I just want to speak with you in private. Okay?"
This promises to be interesting Nibiki thought. "Sure" She said. "Lead
on."
Ranma lead up the stairs with Nibiki in tow, the others watched after.
He led her down the hall to her room and looked at the door to her room.
"Here." He said simply gesturing towards the door. Nibiki simply
shrugged. This was becoming even more intriguing. She opened the door,
flipped the switch, and waited for Ranma-chan to enter the room before
closing it behind her. Nibiki plopped on her bed and regarded the cute
redhead in and almost uncharacteristic way. She seemed to be smiling.
"What is it?" He asked.
"Oh nothing, I just realized that you already had your bath."
"Yeah so?" Ranma-chan shot back.
"So babe, I take it your weren�t yanking our cranks at last nights out
burst. You know.  If you wanna girl, you gotta girl."
"That bath *was* pretty cold." Ranma chuckled. Nibiki chuckled back. She
found this was going to be very interesting after all.
"So what is it you need?" Nibiki was regarding her in an odd manner,
though Ranma didn�t really mind, simply because out of all the people
that would enjoy the sort of problems Ranma was planning on cooking up
with this "girl thing" Nibiki was to be one of the few who actually
would appreciate it.
"I need some girls clothing." Ranma-chan finally said. Nibiki�s lips
parted to relay an evil grin.
"Ranma-chan, I thought you�d never ask." Ranma-chan smiled at that.
Nibiki was "in".
Moments later Soun, Genma, Akane, and Kasumi watched Ranma-chan, dressed
in her normal red Chinese blouse and pants, and Nibiki exit the house
together.
"Daddy." Nibiki called back  "Ranma and I are going to be out for a
while alright?" And with that Nibiki drew up her umbrella and began to
depart the dojo, with an anxious Ranma in tow.
"Oooohhh" Akane growled "Nibiki is up to something I can just feel it!"


Ryoga�s breath caught in his throat. A small figure stood there, cloaked
in the shadows, peering out of its concealment. It�s eyes burning right
through him.
Lightning flashed across the storm filled sky, reminding Ryoga of his
handicap in stormy weather.
He began to sweat freely, his tiger striped bandanna clung to his head
from the moisture.
"Wha�" He began. "What do you want?" He finally shouted, at the
otherwise still figure.
The figure began to slowly emerge from dark. Ryoga watched breathlessly
as the shadows began to part, and light filtered out through the trees
onto the figure�s form.
"Huh?" Ryoga gawked.
Standing before him in a motionless pose was a young girl. Silently
Ryoga studied her features.
Her long red hair hung about her shoulders, defining her radiant, white
complexion. Her eyes were a soft green, peering out from underneath her
bangs with an obvious sense of curiosity. Her features were unreadable,
and this was a little unsettling to Ryoga. It was then that he caught
sight of something remarkably unusual about this young girl.
"Your ears�" He stuttered, and began pointing at the girl with an
outstretched finger.
Sticking straight out of the fair skinned, red heads, long hair, were
two unmistakably long pointy ears.
"Yes, I�m elfin." She stated softly.
"But�"Ryoga paused. "An elf?"
"Yes, what does it look like." She chided.
"But there�s no such thing." Ryoga stated a little unsure.
The young elf seemed to stiffen at that. Her face twisted into mask of
anger, and then just as soon as it had come it vanished. Leaving her
features once again unreadable.
Ryoga watched the elfin girl curiously. Was that anger? He wondered. Or
did I simply imagine it?
"Why have you been following me?" It was time to address a more pressing
matter.
"I haven�t been following you."  She said as though that answered
everything.
"Then you deny it?!" Ryoga was incredulous.
"Yes." She said not offering any better explanation.
Ryoga just stood there in place, staring out at the beautiful young elf.
What was it she was hiding? He wondered.
"But�" He began. But then realized he still hadn�t a clue as how to
handle this.
She smiled at him catching him once again, off guard. Ryoga felt
slightly dizzy at that. She was so stunning. He began to blush.
"I� well� I mean� What I trying to say is�" Wait to go Ryoga! His mind
thought. Once again you�re the king of articulation. He blushed again at
that. "Hi!" He said sheepishly, chuckling all time with a moronic grin
on his face.
"What your trying to say is you�re an idiot with no sense of direction
stumbling around out here like a moron. Am I right?" She finally picked
up the initiative.
"Hey that�s!.. But you�ve got it all� I mean what the heck� arrggggg.
That�s not fair!" Ryoga finally concluded aloud.
"Oh isn�t it?" She began again. "I was merely trying to catch up with
you to ask if you knew where I was. Because I�m new to the area, being
an elf and all. But you� You couldn�t even keep a straight course. So I
had an awful time trying catch up with you. I mean heck, every time I
thought I was close, you�d actually, I mean actually double back and
head the opposite direction straight back to where you had just come
from! What the hell�s wrong with you anyway can�t you at least tell east
from west?"
"Ryoga�s features were burning red weather it was anger or
embarrassment, she couldn�t tell, but it simply brought a smile to her
face.
"What do you know anyway?!" Ryoga attempted, but then she smiled again
and Ryoga blushed forcing him to cackle out loud like an idiot.
Her smile dropped to that of confusion. Why is he laughing like that she
wondered? "Hey! What�s wrong with you? Are you nuts or something?"
Ryoga went silent again. The bridge of his nose was flaring bright red.
"Where were you trying to go anyway?" The elf asked flatly letting her
previous manner slip away.
Ryoga couldn�t meet her gaze. That beautiful gaze, he thought. "I was
trying to get a soda-pop." Ryoga replied weakly.
The small elf couldn�t contain herself. She busted out into
uncontrollable laughter. "A soda-pop?" She blurted, still laughing.
"That�s the most pathetic thing I�ve ever heard of." She was laughing so
hard she was loosing her breath. She then dropped her head down to try
regain her composure, though she just couldn�t stop laughing.
"At least I�m not a freak!" Ryoga retorted, feeling guilty all the while
knowing, that that, wasn�t exactly true.
Her laughter stopped instantly, Anger replacing it. "What did you call
me?" She shouted back coldly.
Ryoga�s pride got the better of him. He had found a weak spot. "You
heard me you freak. With those ridiculously long ears you look as though
you belong in the North Pole!" Ryoga cursed himself for not coming up
with something better. Her face became bitter with hate. His point had
been made regardless. "Yeah�That�s right, what�d you do run away from
Santy Claus." He mocked. "Santy Claus not paying his little elf�s
enough. Awww That�s to bad." Her face was growing redder by the second.
Ha, Now who�s laughing Ryoga thought bitterly. Lightning flashed again
bringing with it a large boom.
He then saw her eyes begin to burn a white-hot glow and realized he had
slightly underestimated the impact of his insults. She was about to
fight him! She made a series of movements behind her head, pulling
something from over her back. A lump formed in Ryoga�s throat, it was a
sword! And not just any sword it was a gigantic sword. How had I missed
that? Ryoga thought to himself. The sword was as long if not longer than
Ryoga was tall, and the width of the blade from edge to edge was a
little over a foot. How in the hell can she wield that? Ryoga�s mind was
racing. The damn thing was larger than she was!
 She then charged, sword held high defying what Ryoga thought possible.
She was quick; Ryoga was having difficulty following her�
Finally she reached him. The sword came down with tremendous force.
Ryoga leapt out of the way just barely missing the blow.  Am I really
going to have to fight a girl? He asked himself. Not just a girl, he
then thought. An elf with a really large sword who wants to KILL him!
Ryoga reached back to grab a bandanna and flung it at her. She tore it
away with her sword. Ryoga hit the ground, letting his ankle absorb the
fall. With that, she charged again, but not before Ryoga readied three
more bandannas and sent them soaring at her. Still charging she tore
through all three bandannas with her sword, and leapt up to bring her
large blade down on Ryoga. Ryoga was quicker this time sending a chi
blast straight for her.
"Shi Shi hokodan!" Ryoga screamed as the chi blast left his outstretched
arm, and was sent flying towards her. She attempted to block with her
sword.
Ryoga stared in horror as the sword absorbed most of the blast. But not
before the chi finally knocked the sword from hands and she caught a
brief bit of the blast in the torso. She flew backward onto the ground.
Her sword lay several yards from her as she worked to gain back her
footing.
Ryoga simply watched as the small elf climbed her way back onto her
feet. She�s�She�s powerful Ryoga thought as she finally came to a
fighting stance. She then let her eyes stare straight into his own.
"I�m impressed�" She hissed. And then brought her hands together to form
an outstretched cup. Power began to build up in her palms and she
lowered her head in concentration. Could it be�? Ryoga thought. And with
that she released the energy pulse spiraling out towards a startled
Ryoga. Ryoga bolted out of the way, still catching the repercussive
blow, and was sent flying forward.
He jumped to his feet looking back to see the small crater her blast had
created. Anger began to take hold of his senses. He noticed, then, that
she was standing directly underneath a large oak tree. All thought
drained from his now focused mind and with two outstretched fingers he
lunged at the tree.
"Bakusai Tenketsu!" Ryoga shouted as his fingers made contact with the
tree over her causing it to explode and come crashing to the ground.
She seemed surprised at this but recovered in enough time to dodge the
falling trees wrath. Dust came up at its impact momentarily hiding the
two from each other. With this distraction at hand she bolted to her
sword retrieving it and making a v-line toward her adversary. Ryoga�s
head turned to catch the figure as it was nearly upon him. She slashed a
horizontal swipe. Ryoga ducked. Wrong decision he thought bitterly as
her sword cut through his umbrella handle, casting it to the ground.
Oh no. Was all he thought before he was transformed from the once mighty
Ryoga to the tiny little P-chan.
The elf-girl stood in shock. Where once her adversary stood was now a
lump of clothes. W-what happened? He disappeared! Her mind was racing.
Just then a tiny little creature began to wiggle its way out from
underneath the clothing. Then the head of a tiny little pig popped out
through the neck hole.
"A pig?" She said aloud in obvious confusion. Seeing his chance P-chan
whirled about and made a break for the surrounding woods. The elf gave
no chase.



"Ranma, quit looking so nervous you�re a girl remember." Nibiki said
with Ranma-chan following closely after.
"I know it�s just�Force of habit that�s all"
Nibiki, and Ranma-chan continued their walk through the Nerima mall
looking for girls clothing. They had been there for nearly two hours and
still Nibiki was having problems getting Ranma-chan to begin picking out
clothing. Ranma-chan hovered closely against Nibiki�s back looking quite
the lost little girl.
"Ranma." Nibiki began. "I thought you were serious when you said your
going to stay a girl. If that IS true then you best start learning to
act like one. And first and fore-most about girls is their desire to
shop."
"I dunno, Nibiki, I�m starting to have second thoughts about all this."
"That�s odd Ranma, I�ve never known you to back-down so easily from a
revenge, no matter how minute it may be, just because it wasn�t going to
be easy." Nibiki challenged.
"I�m not backing down." Ranma-chan stated in a "matter o� fact" manner.
I�m just worried what might happen to ME if I stay a girl too long.
Ranma-chan thought bleakly.
"Good, then your still IN I take it, right?" Nibiki continued.
"Okay." Ranma-chan finally caved.
"Now� Where do you wanna start?"
Without word Ranma-chan simply pointed a finger towards a shop across
the center of the mall.
"A Chinese clothing store?" Nibiki asked. Ranma simply nodded.
"It figures Ranma." And with that Ranma-chan and Nibiki crossed
wordlessly through the center of the mall to stop at the entrance to the
clothing store.
"Now. What is it, Ranma, that you�re looking for?"
"Girls clothing."
"I know that Ranma but What type of girls clothing?" Nibiki asked,
somewhat irritated. "You know what never-mind You�ll wear what I pick
for you." And before Ranma could protest Nibiki grabbed hold of a one
embarrassed Ranma-chans wrist and dragged her into the Chinese clothing
store.
A young, small, Chinese girl approached them.
"May I help you?" The Chinese woman asked politely.
"Yeah" Nibiki said, "My friend here, is looking for your tiniest most
revealing piece of Chinese cloth you have."
The Chinese woman simply grinned. "Ah I have just the thing. Over there
in the corner you�ll find all of our tiniest dresses."
"Thank you." Nibiki said courteously, and still holding Ranma-chans
wrist, began to drag her to the far corner of the store.
"Ah ha, here we go. Nibiki said triumphantly. Hanging from a circular
rack were several variations of the very same dress shampoo wore.
"So Ranma, which will it be? The red one, with yellow flowers on it? The
blue one with white flowers? Or maybe" Nibiki said rather devilishly as
she picked up one of the dresses off the rack. "A black one with red
roses on it. Yeah�" She said coolly.
"Umm, I�ll take�" Ranma began but Nibiki cut her short
"I guess we�ll just all three." Nibiki said slyly. Ranma-chan timidly
began to creep off.
"Hold on there, little lady." Nibiki cautioned. "You still need to try
it on.
"T-t-t-try it o-o-onn?" Ranma-chan asked shaking.
"Of course Ranma we need to see if it fits. All right?
"<sigh> Alright."
"There�s a good girl. Don�t be long." Nibiki handed Ranma-chan the dress
and watched her walk in to the fitting area. This better not take long
Ranma. Nibiki thought to herself.
Ranma-chan emerged with the silk dress sticking seductively to her built
figure. As expected it was just long enough to barely cover her crotch,
which in turn, purposed to be somewhat a problem.
"Ranma, couldn�t you have worn girl underwear at least?"
Sticking straight down Ranma-chans legs protruding out from underneath
the dress was Ranma�s blue and yellow boxers.
"<Sigh> otherwise Ranma it�s a perfect dress for you. Take it off while
I pay for these, and lets go see about getting you some girl underwear,
okay?"
"Sure." Ranma mumbled obviously unenthused."
Ranma-chan turned and slipped back into the changing room removing the
dress and securing her old clothing back on. It�s kinda weird. She
thought. That dress felt pretty good. But I�m not about to let anyone
know that. But why? He wondered. I�m a girl now so what harm is done?
Still�
Ranma slipped back out of the changing booth to see an anxious Nibiki
staring out at him in anticipation.
"Ready?" Nibiki asked, not waiting for an answer.
"Right!" Ranma-chan ventured and skipped off after Nibiki.
"Ranma, were going to that store over there to get you some underwear
alright? And I don�t want any complaints because I spent a pretty penny
for those dresses and there�s no way I�m gonna let you trudge around
with your boxers hanging out."
Nibiki led the way on into the store dragging Ranma-chan into the
underwear dept. She began to size Ranma-chans Breast size and waist
size. "Here we go these oughta do." And with that Nibiki proceeded to
the counter and paid, in cash for the underwear. "Here you go!" Nibiki
handed Ranma-chan a pair of panties and her new dress.
"Why are you giving these to me now?" Ranma asked perplexed as usual.
"Because Ranma, now that they�re yours you can go put them on to wear.
"Now?" Ranma-chan seemed worried.
"Yes now." Nibiki simply said.
"But what about a bra?" Ranma asked looking over what Nibiki had given
her.
"A tight dress like that you won�t need one. Now get in there and put it
on we�ve still got a lot more shopping to do, okay?"
"Alright." Ranma-chan said defeatedly.