Wow. Kenji's message is getting quite a response. It's
probably not what he had in mind though. Anyways,
here's a Ranma fanfic that I'm sure you'll find either
humorous, or downright fuqued up. It's based on a Guns
N' Roses song of the same name. If you've heard this
song then you'll get the joke. If not, well I pity
you, it's a great song. This is my first Ranma fanfic.
At least I think it is...

Without further adeu! My fic.

Hey, it's below my sig. Aww man! That just ruins the
dramatic build up!


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Ryo Muhoshida --- the perverted artist/writer of Fallout Studios. If you love
me, you'll go to http://www.falloutstudios.cjb.net





I Used To Love Her...

A not so common Ranma 1/2 fanfic
By Ryo Muhoshida(ryonator@yahoo.com)

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"Ranma 1/2" is owned by Rumiko Takahashi.
"I Used to Love Her" is copywritten by Axl Rose
of Guns N' Roses. I'm not making money off
this, so please don't sue.

*	*	*
Ranma Saotome sat alone on the roof of the Tendo family's dojo. His face was set
in an uncharacteristic expression of deep concentration. He thought back to the
battle with Saffron. Even when he had bested the god and saved the day for the
104th consecutive time, he had almost lost Akane. He tried to express his
feelings then, but she had done the unthinkable. She woke up and opened her
mouth.
Ranma inwardly cursed. Akane was so sweet and cure as long as she wasn't
talking. When she did talk, she would annoy Ranma without fail. It was as if her
voice was a powerful weapon that could strike even a great martial artist like
Ranma down like a fly. Then he had the mallet to deal with. The constant
punishment he endured at her hands would put even the Spanish conquistadors to
shame. No man should have to go through what he went through on a daily basis,
Ranma thought. It just wasn't worth it.
Ranma sighed. Not even Ryoga should have to deal with her. That was the main
reason Ranma had sabotaged every chance Ryoga got to be close to Akane. He
didn't want the Lost-boy to have to endure any more hell than necessary. Of
course, with all the time spent as P-chan, Ryoga probably knew that. It would
explain his sudden switch to Akari.
Ranma abruptly stood with a determined look in his eye. He stuck out his chest
and assumed a dramatic pose.
"No more! I'll free myself and date whomever I wanna!" he boldly proclaimed with
a fire of passion in his eyes. He stuck his chest out even more and threw his
arms to his sides in traditional madman fashion. "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Ranma's laughter was interrupted as Akane yelled to him from somewhere on the
porch.
"What was that Ranma? Did you say something?" Ranma visibly cringed. The action
caused him to lose his footing on the tile and fall off the roof and face-first
into the pond.
Ranma's first thought after his sex change was that roof tiles were not meant to
walk on when kawaiikune tomboys were around. The now female Ranma hauled herself
out of the pond and removed her shirt in order to please all the drooling
fanboys, as well as to wring out the saturated article of clothing. Ranma
considered providing yet another fan service by repeating the action with her
pants but thought better of it.
Akane just stared at her for a moment, and then retreated indoors where the rest
of the family was gathered. Ranma narrowed her eyes at Akane; already a
terrifically evil plan forming in her mind.
*	*	*
Dinner came and went as usual. Ranma had gotten a kettle of hot water from
Kasumi and changed back while Genma stole food off his son's plate. Ranma
returned to the table to defend what was left of his meal. Other than the brief
scuffle between the two Saotomes, nothing special occurred during the meal.
After dinner, Soun and Genma engaged in yet another game of Shogi, Kasumi did
the dishes, while Nabiki and Akane watched TV. Ranma stole a glance at Akane and
silently left the room.
In the hallway, he snickered to himself. Everything was going according to plan.
He looked around to be sure no one was watching him. He quietly slid open the
door to Happosai's room and slipped inside; closing the door behind him.
*	*	*
Much later that night, Ranma was pretending to be asleep in his room. He
clutched a small pouch to his chest. Turning to his left, he found his father to
be sound asleep. The snoring that had kept him awake for all those nights would
finally be a welcomed sound. Ranma got to his feet and quietly tiptoed out of
the room. He continued down the hall and stopped at Akane's door. He glanced
down at the pouch and steeled himself. He opened the door just enough for him to
peek into the room. He saw Akane sleeping peacefully. He shook his head when he
saw P-chan in her arms.
"Damn that pig. When'd he show up." Ranma quickly covered his mouth after
realizing that he wasn't using internal monologue. An idea struck Ranma and he
cupped his hands around his mouth.
"Bwee, bwee, bweeee." Ranma called in a less than convincing impression of
Ryoga's cursed form. Luckily for him, Akane didn't notice it. Being far more
observant than his roommate, P-chan's head shot up. He glanced over to the door
to see Ranma motioning for him to come outside. The pig obliged for once in his
life and hopped off the bed without stirring the sleeping Akane.
A few minutes later, Ranma and the now human Ryoga were in the bathroom. Ryoga
had a grave expression on his face.
"Are you sure you want to do this Ranma?"
Ranma's face mirrored Ryoga's. He nodded in response.
"I have to be free. This is the only way."
"I don't like it Ranma, but I'll go along with it."
"Thanks man. I knew I could count on ya."
Ryoga smiled. He put a hand on Ranma's shoulder.
"No problem. If it wasn't for you I'd still be pining over Akane instead of
having hot sex with Akari."
Ranma's face turned even grimmer.
"Speaking of which, why are you here?"
"Uh... I got lost?" Ryoga smiled weakly. Luckily, Ranma bought it and stood.
"You'd better go. You won't wanna be around here in the morning."
Ryoga bid his friend and rival goodbye and left the house. He leapt over the
wall and promptly got lost.
Ranma watched him go and then turned to go up the stairs. Once at the top, he
snuck down the hall and into Akane's room. Without making a sound, he made his
way to the side of her bed. The only light in the room was coming from through
the half-opened shutters on the window. Ranma looked down at Akane and noted how
peaceful she looked. She looked so cute like that, he thought. He steeled
himself again and held out the pouch he had stolen from Happosai. He pulled on
the drawstring to open it. The string didn't budge. He gritted his teeth and
pulled harder. Yet the string gave no quarter. Ranma sighed and put the pouch on
Akane's nightstand.
He hadn't wanted to resort to using it, but it was his only option now. He held
up the Colt 45 revolver and it glinted in the pale moonlight like the Reaper's
blade. He took the dress pillow from the side Akane's bed and placed it over her
face. He pressed the gun against the pillow, closed his eyes and pulled the
trigger.
*	*	*
Nine hours later, a teenager with a pigtail was approached by a flight
attendant. She was rather pretty with straight, shoulder-length black hair.
Ranma smiled up at her.
"Would you like something to drink young man?" Had her voice sounded any
sweeter, she would have bled saccharine. Ranma kept his smile and politely
refused. As she left, he turned back to the newspaper. An article on the front
page read:
GIRL MURDERED IN NERMIA. SUSPECT APPREHENDED.
Early this morning, 17 year old Akane Tendo was found shot dead in her home in
the Nermia district of Tokyo. The suspect was apprehended shortly after
returning to the scene of the crime. The police matched the evidence found in
the room, a small pouch with a toxic dust in it, to the suspect, an old man of
indeterminable age. He is now in police custody and waiting a hearing. No bail
has been set as of yet. The whole family is distraught over this occurrence
and...
Story continued on page A-7.
Ranma put the paper on his lap and turned to his companion. She smiled back at
him lovingly.
"Well Ucchan? What'll we do when we reach the United States?"
Ukyo shook her head.
"I have no idea Ranchan. And quite frankly, I don't care. I'm just happy to be
with you." She blushed a little bit.
"Heh. Me too. Y'know, I've never felt so free before in my life. I've finally
get to make my own decisions." He leaned back in his seat. "I'll use the
Nannichuan water that Mr. Tendo had been saving for the wedding when we land in
Hawaii. I'll finally be cured of this ridiculous curse."
"Ranchan. Won't they figure it out when they see that it's gone?"
"Nah. They'll never figure it was me who did Akane in. And if they do, we'll be
long gone."
Ukyo smiled again. She had been meaning to ask Ranma this ever since he came to
her restaraunt that morning.
"Why did you do it Ranchan? I thought you loved Akane?"
Ranma just smiled.
"I used to love her... but I had to kill her."
--End--