Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Ranma 4 halves ❯ The Split ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Sam_Sama_Death 
They split, and now two ranmas are running around, ENJOY!!! Oh, and please review... I just want ONE!!!
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.15.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed
They split, and now two ranmas are running around, ENJOY!!! Oh, and please review... I just want ONE!!!
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.15.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.0K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I Really do wish I could own the characters, but I don’t, so don’t sue me! The lint in my pocket won’t do you much good!
WARNING: I’m telling you, there are adult situations, attempted and possible rape and all kinds of stuff no one under 17, should EVER look at, adult there or not! Cry about it, and I’ll just tell you, “You were warned, that’s all I can do, isn’t it?”
CHAPTER 3
Ranma came-too only seconds after the smell had knocked him on his ass. It was putrid! The most god-awful stuff he’d ever smelled! It made him want to vomit, and vomit a lot at that.
“What IS that?!” he said sitting up and putting his hand over his mouth and nose.
“That,” the old woman said smiling, “is your bath, now come on, remove your clothes and step in.”
“You want me to get in THAT?!” he would puke right into the bath water! What had she put in there? Rotting corpses?
“I assure you, there is nothing wrong with the water, or the ingredients, they just give off that smell when left unused for too long. Now, get in the water, and hurry boy!” she seemed suddenly impatient, “Or would you rather continue to change?”
Ranma stood up and walked into the bathroom, swallowing hard. Whatever it was, he could deal with it, so long as he stopped changing from male to female all the time, he could handle just about anything.
Nervously he peered over the bath’s edge, nothing! The water was just that, water! “What kind of joke is this?” he asked, knowing full well that something in this room was stinking badly, but what he couldn’t imagine.
“No joke, the water has many ingredients in it, once you step in it will turn a green color, and once you step out, again shall it be clear.” she laughed, “It’s the result of just one of the ingredients in the water, now hurry won’t you?”
Ranma didn’t like it, but he did remove his clothes, hastily though.
“Now step into the water boy!” she hissed.
Ranma didn’t look back at the old woman, he felt stupid, standing there his bare ass showing to someone who was old enough to be his grandmother four times over. Still, he obeyed her, but made sure no other part of his body was showing. How embarrassing.
However, as soon as his foot was in the water he felt his female voice come from him. “AH! It’s cold!” she said holding her shoulders but getting into the water more fully. Now she understood why she felt so different, and why when she became male, it felt almost as though she was being shut out.
She had always just thought that though she was supposed to be male, her male side was slipping from her. Now she understood that the male side of her did not exist, it was just another soul. It would be so good to be free again!
“Now, my child, lay in the water until only the top of your mouth and nose are out of the water. It’ll be cold, but you must do as I say, but first, take your hair down from that braid would you?”
Ranma complied, not minding being naked like her male counterpart did. If it had been a man things would’ve been different, but this was an elderly woman, she’d once had a body similar to hers, so it didn’t matter.
“Ah, beautiful red hair! I am glad to see it! Now, you lie in that tub, feel free to sleep, the water won’t swallow you up, I’ve made sure of that.” the old woman turned and left out the door, but stopped before out of sight. “Oh, it’ll take several hours for this to take affect. So you’ll understand that I don’t stay here with you. I’m a busy woman you know!” she laughed and closed the door.
Ranma lay there for several minutes, just thinking for a while, she could feel the other soul, it was pulling from hers, ever so slightly, but she could feel it. It was a strange pressure in her chest, like her heart was being tugged at. It was slightly painful, but more annoying than anything.
So, she’d only recently been created? She was a new soul created from the soul of a man who’d fallen into a cursed spring? Was that how new souls were created? It didn’t make much sense, but then, it made complete sense too.
Why hadn’t she realized it before? What’s more, why hadn’t her male side realized it either? Well, it was alright, it’d all be okay once this was over, she’d be free, and so would he.
“I feel... Sleepy...” she said, and soon was asleep in the water, the promise of the old woman ringing through her mind.
*~*~*~*~*~*~* Several hours later*~*~*~*~*~*
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Ranma shook his head, it hurt pretty bad, why? He couldn’t remember. Then it hit him, like a ton of bricks, and he pulled up in the water fast. Only to come face-to-face with the female part of him.
“AH!!!!” they both screamed at the same instant.
“Oh my god!” Ranma put her hand to her chest. She was looking at what she’d seen once before in a mirror, but now she was looking at the living flesh that was the male Ranma.
“It worked!” The male Ranma looked down, pleased to see the thing he missed most after the incident with the cursed springs. HIS manhood! HE was MALE, whole and complete MALE!!!
Ranma female jumped from the bath and grabbed a towel, covering as much of her body as she could. “This is so weird, I can’t believe it worked!” she smiled, then looked at her former self in the bath, “Ew, you need to get some pants on or something!” she blushed, and turned away from him, only to find the old woman smiling up at her.
“Oh! Grandmother! It worked!” she reached down and hugged the old woman tight. “Thank you, thank you!”
Grandmother wrapped her tiny arms around Ranma. “Hush now child. We need to dress you in some clothing. I know! How about a pretty sundress? One of my granddaughters left it here a long time ago, and I’m sure you’ve never really gotten to wear one.”
Ranma felt his insides twist. He didn’t want to see the female part of him in a dress, even if it wasn’t really him wearing it, it still seemed like him. Though he knew it was foolish now, it didn’t matter, she was the one who’d have to wear it. Still...
He stepped from the tub and put on his clothes.
“A dress?” she asked blinking, “But, how am I supposed to work out in that?”
The old woman laughed, “Oh dear! You can still work out in a dress! Just be sure there are no prying male eyes about! Besides, you’ll look so pretty! I can already see you in it! Come, come!” she grabbed Ranma’s hand, and Ranma felt sudden glee in her chest. She’d never really worn a dress before, the idea seemed new and wonderful, she’d be pretty, not handsome, pretty.
“Okay!”
Ranma watched the female part of him, or the formerly female part of him, run out the door like an exited school girl and it disgusted him. That was until, of course, he realized she was an exited school girl.
It was too weird, and it’d happened all too fast. What was this new girl like? How was he going to explain to their father? “That’ll be an interesting conversation,” he grumbled to himself. “Oh, hey pops, yeah I know you only had a son about five hours ago but now you have a full grown daughter too! Congrats!” he sighed, “Tch, yeah right.”
This would be complicated, and he’d have to think on it for a minute. His father might want to separate himself from the Panda, however, it didn’t seem as though the Panda and his father had different souls.
Of course, to him it hadn’t seemed like there’d been separate souls in his body. How could he judge something like that? He certainly didn’t have the right, maybe the old woman would tell him, yet, he knew asking such questions would be overstepping his bounds. He and his father would just have to deal with things as they were.
“Wow! This dress is pretty!” Ranma watched as his female form jumped in front of the door and headed for the front door of the house. She was wearing a white sundress with little yellow flowers all over it.
Inside he cringed, imagining himself wearing that thing.
“Well young man, do you plan on camping out in my bathroom or will you be going home sometime today?” The old woman didn’t smile at him, she gave him a rather hard look. “Come on now, you need to be heading out.”
Ranma nodded and left, “Hey, you, uh...” what should he call her? Ranma would be too confusing. It’d make them both miserable, always answering to Ranma.
“Uh...” Ranma looked back at the male part that had once been keeping her prisoner, though he’d had no idea about it of course. “What?”
“We need to figure out what to call you.” he said, “I know everyone knows you... Or well... Us, as Ranma, but that’ll be too confusing.”
“A middle name.”
Both Ranma’s looked back at the old woman. “What do you mean Grandmother?” the female Ranma asked.
“We’ll create a whole new identity for you, give you both the first and last names’ of your counterpart, but everyone will call you by the middle name you’ve created for yourself.” the old woman was glaring at the male Ranma, but when she turned her eyes on the female she smiled delightfully.
“Oh, oh I know! I was thinking about that!” Ranma girl said smiling, “Call me Ranoa, won’t you? That’s Ra-no-a, like that.” She winked, she was going to go shopping as soon as she got home. Maybe she’d take Akané with her, it’d be a nice treat. Of course, Akané being the Tomboy that she was, might not really enjoy it. Oh well, she’d try.
“Good choice, close to your original name, but not so close that people will get too confused. Now, within the hour you should have all that you’ll need in this world to live as you want. I’ll even get you a place in the school. Saying you were transferred from another school entirely, so no one will raise question.” she smiled, “Now hurry on home.”
Ranma braided his hair back as he walked out the door. He’d be glad to get out of the woman’s company, the faster the better.
“Oh wow!” Ranoa looked up at the sky, shielding her eyes, “I’m exited! I’ve been locked away for so long. Oh, that reminds me,” she turned around and punched Ranma soundly.
Ranma’s head turned with the force and the surprise of the blow, for a second he didn’t know what to do, but then he turned on the girl. “WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!” he demanded loudly.
“Humph! You ought to know damn well what that was for! You could’ve allowed me more time when we were trapped in the same body! You could have but you were always running for hot water! I had only moments of freedom, very few moments even while we were female, to control myself!”
“HEY! How was I supposed to know you were locked away in me? I didn’t know!” Ranoa ’humphed’ again and started walking back to the shrine. “I couldn’t have known!”
“You had to know! How could you not? I swear to you I hate you!” Ranoa turned around, and tried to punch Ranma, but he side stepped her, she of course, knew all his moves and punched again, this time getting him in the stomach with her left fist. “I will spend the rest of my life hating you!”
“Ranma!”
Both turned to see something that made them both grimace. It was none other than the “shinning star” or the “blue thunder” or whatever he was calling himself now, of Furikan high. “Ranma!”
Kuno stopped right in front of Ranoa, then hugged her tight to him, “Oh my sweet! I heard it all! You are finally free of that louse! Now you shall be free to come date with me!”
“Uh, Kuno, I don’t think you understand...” Ranma started but Ranoa finished the conversation with a sound punch in Kuno’s gut.
“Get AWAY from me!” Ranoa screamed, “Must I always be surrounded by idiot men? Is this the world I’ve been set free into?!”
“No, you understand naught what the world is like my sweet!” Kuno grabbed Ranoa’s shoulders, “I fear that Ranma has corrupted you into thinking all men are evil! Now that his black magic has been lifted from your spirit you will be free, to decide the world for yourself, and to date!”
“Get your hands off her!” Ranma said, “She will NOT date you!” Ranma didn’t like this, didn’t like it at all. Kuno was so set in his ideas, he really didn’t understand what was going on! How could he truly believe in black magic? What’s more, how could he believe that Ranma would participate in such a thing to have control over a woman, a woman, that in reality, was probably as closely related as a twin sister.
“I will DATE whoever I want!” Ranoa hissed, then removed Kuno’s hands from her shoulders. She hadn’t been locked so far away that she couldn’t see what was going on, she’d seen idiot Kuno running around for as long as she could remember being real. “But I will not date you, Kuno, I will not date you because I don’t want to!”
“Oh my darling Ranma, you have been traumatized! I shall seek a doctor at once!” He went to speed off, until Ranoa noticed something.
“Fetch a doctor if you want,” she said grabbing his shirt and threw him to the ground, “But you AREN’T going to take me!” he had been tugging at her waist when he’d tried to leave, obviously intent on taking her with him.
“’Sides,” she said pushing back some of her unkempt hair, “My name is Ranma Ranoa Soatomé, no one calls me ’Ranma’ they all call me Ranoa, Ra-no-a! That’s my name.”
“Say ’tis not so!” Kuno suddenly cried out, “You can not have the Soatomé name! Must that it is a mistake! You can not have wed that louse!”
Ranoa jumped back, “EW!” goose bumps of disgust went up and down her spine. “Just WHAT do you think is going on here?! Ranma is my twin brother you idiot!”
Ranma was rather enjoying the scene, he didn’t have to do anything, for once, he was set aside, to his own world. “Come on Ranoa, this idiot will never get it, lets go home. Been a long time since you’ve seen pops huh?”
Ranoa glared at Ranma as he took the lead and started walking away, but with a ’humph’ sound she followed him. Not, of course without directing a glare at Kuno, who sat with his jaw open to the ground.
Ranma was rather proud of his ’sister’, he would’ve probably handled the situation the same way, or, well close. As a man, he couldn’t judge what a woman would do, even if their souls were very similar.
Ranoa looked left and right as she walked, this was so strange, to feel her own body, it was obeying her every command, as if it was always alive, as though she’d always been alive. Her feet felt so good, hitting the ground, granted she was bare-footed, but still, it was all so strange and wonderful.
She wouldn’t take life for granted, like Ranma did, in fact she didn’t think she could. Every step she took was a gift.
“HEY! Ranma!” some boy Ranoa recognized ran up to Ranma, she stopped, not really minding the delay, since she was nervous anyway. Besides, she’d never gotten close enough to smell a flower before.
“Do I know you?” Ranma blinked, he recognized the boy, but only just barely. Of course, he couldn’t remember the kid’s name, but that was to be expected, they only had one class together.
“Listen to you kidder!” The boy said enthusiastically laughing. “But that’s how close we are isn’t it?” when Ranma blinked hard and gave him a scrutinizing look the boy shook his head. “Oh! And who might you be?”
The boy ran behind Ranma and picked Ranoa’s hand up, which had been admiring the petals of a flower. Ranoa looked mildly annoyed for a second, but then seemed to soften, and in the most feminine way, she smiled at the boy.
“Uh, Soatomé Ranma, but you can call me Ranoa, everyone does.” she smiled at him politely. “Who are you? I don’t think I know your name...?”
“Oh?! You mean to say Ranma hasn’t told you of me?” he laughed, “I’m-”
“Extremely annoying and were about to go on your way.” Ranma growled.
“Now, Ranma, that isn’t very polite, is she your sister?” the boy asked not taking his hand from Ranoa’s.
“Yes actually I am-”
“I said you were just leaving!” he couldn’t believe it! Ranoa wasn’t even an hour old and already boys were hitting on her! He tried to imagine her, running around with a boy, any boy, hugging him... Kissing him... He couldn’t! It was too weird! It still seemed like she was part of him, and he couldn’t shake the thought of it.
“Alright, if you don’t want me talking to your sister I understand.” he stood up and winked at Ranoa who blushed before leaving.
“What the hell was that for?!” Ranoa demanded, hands strait out by her hips.
“WHAT?! Wha’d ya mean ‘what was that for’? He was only ACTING like he knew me so he could hit on you!”
“SO?!” Ranoa put her fist onto her hips, “Can’t I decide if I want a guy hitting on me or not?” she stomped forward, “If you want to fight this out then we can!”
“I DON’T fight girls!” Ranma yelled, “And until we at least get you home, yeah, I decide who you can and can not date, or have hitting on you! It’s too weird!”
Ranoa pointed her thumb at her chest, “Am I not supposed to think it’s weird whenever you look at a GIRL?!” she screamed at him, her temper even with his. “’Sides I’m not a regular girl if you hadn’t figured it out.” She crossed her arms, showing her side to him and closing her eyes. “God,” she said in a lower voice, “I never realized how much I pitied Akané until just now.”
Akané! The name hit him hard, how was he supposed to explain this to her?! He groaned aloud and slapped his forehead, this was just great.
Ranoa nodded her head, figuring just what Ranma was thinking, then heading towards the Tendo house. Leading Ranma this time.
“I have to walk in first...” Ranma said, “They’ll freak out if they see you first, after all, they don’t know about what happened, they’ll think you’re me, and they wouldn’t understand ME in a dress.”
“Just remember the difference yourself,” she hissed, walking forward with her arms crossed still and eyes closed. “I am my own person, and I want to be treated like it too, ya know.”
Ranma scratched his head, what was he supposed to say? Was there some way of reassuring her? Would he ever be able to get over it? “Well, uh, It’ll take some time Ranoa, I mean... It’s just weird ya know?”
Both sighed at the same time.
“I guess you’re right, but... I really don’t want to be treated like I’m YOU,” Ranoa said uncrossing her arms, “I am me, I want to be me, I’ve wanted to be me since I started separating from you. I... “I, me”, those words, they’re alien, but I like saying “I”, and “Me” so much, you couldn’t understand.” Ranoa started to fall a step behind, “You just couldn’t, now could you?”
Ranma stopped as did Ranoa, he felt like crap suddenly and couldn’t explain why. Women did that to him, they made him feel like the lowest scum and for no reason! Well, he couldn’t help but understand her side of this, had he been the one locked away, it would’ve killed him. “It’s alright I guess, I’ll try to understand, now come on. Pops is gonna think somethin’ happened to me. Wouldn’t be the first time if something did.”
“What do you think he’ll say?” Ranoa asked as they started walking, she’d fought back tears all day. She still had some of Ranma’s masculine pride in her, and she knew that’s what it was, still... She didn’t want to cry in front of him, over something he couldn’t understand. “I mean, will he like having a daughter?”
“You should know the answer to that,” Ranma grumbled, “He’ll welcome you sure enough, if he doesn’t pee on himself from shock.”
Ranoa smiled, then giggled, then all-out laughed. That’d be a sight! Her father, their father peeing on himself the moment both Ranma’s walked in the door!
Well, she’d have a chance to see it for herself, that was, if it really happened, they were already at the Tendo’s door. Ranma was just standing there, looking at the door. Ranoa guessed he was unsure of what to do. Not that she could blame him, she didn’t know what to do either. Well, only one thing you could do.
“Come on, lets go.”
WARNING: I’m telling you, there are adult situations, attempted and possible rape and all kinds of stuff no one under 17, should EVER look at, adult there or not! Cry about it, and I’ll just tell you, “You were warned, that’s all I can do, isn’t it?”
CHAPTER 3
Ranma came-too only seconds after the smell had knocked him on his ass. It was putrid! The most god-awful stuff he’d ever smelled! It made him want to vomit, and vomit a lot at that.
“What IS that?!” he said sitting up and putting his hand over his mouth and nose.
“That,” the old woman said smiling, “is your bath, now come on, remove your clothes and step in.”
“You want me to get in THAT?!” he would puke right into the bath water! What had she put in there? Rotting corpses?
“I assure you, there is nothing wrong with the water, or the ingredients, they just give off that smell when left unused for too long. Now, get in the water, and hurry boy!” she seemed suddenly impatient, “Or would you rather continue to change?”
Ranma stood up and walked into the bathroom, swallowing hard. Whatever it was, he could deal with it, so long as he stopped changing from male to female all the time, he could handle just about anything.
Nervously he peered over the bath’s edge, nothing! The water was just that, water! “What kind of joke is this?” he asked, knowing full well that something in this room was stinking badly, but what he couldn’t imagine.
“No joke, the water has many ingredients in it, once you step in it will turn a green color, and once you step out, again shall it be clear.” she laughed, “It’s the result of just one of the ingredients in the water, now hurry won’t you?”
Ranma didn’t like it, but he did remove his clothes, hastily though.
“Now step into the water boy!” she hissed.
Ranma didn’t look back at the old woman, he felt stupid, standing there his bare ass showing to someone who was old enough to be his grandmother four times over. Still, he obeyed her, but made sure no other part of his body was showing. How embarrassing.
However, as soon as his foot was in the water he felt his female voice come from him. “AH! It’s cold!” she said holding her shoulders but getting into the water more fully. Now she understood why she felt so different, and why when she became male, it felt almost as though she was being shut out.
She had always just thought that though she was supposed to be male, her male side was slipping from her. Now she understood that the male side of her did not exist, it was just another soul. It would be so good to be free again!
“Now, my child, lay in the water until only the top of your mouth and nose are out of the water. It’ll be cold, but you must do as I say, but first, take your hair down from that braid would you?”
Ranma complied, not minding being naked like her male counterpart did. If it had been a man things would’ve been different, but this was an elderly woman, she’d once had a body similar to hers, so it didn’t matter.
“Ah, beautiful red hair! I am glad to see it! Now, you lie in that tub, feel free to sleep, the water won’t swallow you up, I’ve made sure of that.” the old woman turned and left out the door, but stopped before out of sight. “Oh, it’ll take several hours for this to take affect. So you’ll understand that I don’t stay here with you. I’m a busy woman you know!” she laughed and closed the door.
Ranma lay there for several minutes, just thinking for a while, she could feel the other soul, it was pulling from hers, ever so slightly, but she could feel it. It was a strange pressure in her chest, like her heart was being tugged at. It was slightly painful, but more annoying than anything.
So, she’d only recently been created? She was a new soul created from the soul of a man who’d fallen into a cursed spring? Was that how new souls were created? It didn’t make much sense, but then, it made complete sense too.
Why hadn’t she realized it before? What’s more, why hadn’t her male side realized it either? Well, it was alright, it’d all be okay once this was over, she’d be free, and so would he.
“I feel... Sleepy...” she said, and soon was asleep in the water, the promise of the old woman ringing through her mind.
*~*~*~*~*~*~* Several hours later*~*~*~*~*~*
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Ranma shook his head, it hurt pretty bad, why? He couldn’t remember. Then it hit him, like a ton of bricks, and he pulled up in the water fast. Only to come face-to-face with the female part of him.
“AH!!!!” they both screamed at the same instant.
“Oh my god!” Ranma put her hand to her chest. She was looking at what she’d seen once before in a mirror, but now she was looking at the living flesh that was the male Ranma.
“It worked!” The male Ranma looked down, pleased to see the thing he missed most after the incident with the cursed springs. HIS manhood! HE was MALE, whole and complete MALE!!!
Ranma female jumped from the bath and grabbed a towel, covering as much of her body as she could. “This is so weird, I can’t believe it worked!” she smiled, then looked at her former self in the bath, “Ew, you need to get some pants on or something!” she blushed, and turned away from him, only to find the old woman smiling up at her.
“Oh! Grandmother! It worked!” she reached down and hugged the old woman tight. “Thank you, thank you!”
Grandmother wrapped her tiny arms around Ranma. “Hush now child. We need to dress you in some clothing. I know! How about a pretty sundress? One of my granddaughters left it here a long time ago, and I’m sure you’ve never really gotten to wear one.”
Ranma felt his insides twist. He didn’t want to see the female part of him in a dress, even if it wasn’t really him wearing it, it still seemed like him. Though he knew it was foolish now, it didn’t matter, she was the one who’d have to wear it. Still...
He stepped from the tub and put on his clothes.
“A dress?” she asked blinking, “But, how am I supposed to work out in that?”
The old woman laughed, “Oh dear! You can still work out in a dress! Just be sure there are no prying male eyes about! Besides, you’ll look so pretty! I can already see you in it! Come, come!” she grabbed Ranma’s hand, and Ranma felt sudden glee in her chest. She’d never really worn a dress before, the idea seemed new and wonderful, she’d be pretty, not handsome, pretty.
“Okay!”
Ranma watched the female part of him, or the formerly female part of him, run out the door like an exited school girl and it disgusted him. That was until, of course, he realized she was an exited school girl.
It was too weird, and it’d happened all too fast. What was this new girl like? How was he going to explain to their father? “That’ll be an interesting conversation,” he grumbled to himself. “Oh, hey pops, yeah I know you only had a son about five hours ago but now you have a full grown daughter too! Congrats!” he sighed, “Tch, yeah right.”
This would be complicated, and he’d have to think on it for a minute. His father might want to separate himself from the Panda, however, it didn’t seem as though the Panda and his father had different souls.
Of course, to him it hadn’t seemed like there’d been separate souls in his body. How could he judge something like that? He certainly didn’t have the right, maybe the old woman would tell him, yet, he knew asking such questions would be overstepping his bounds. He and his father would just have to deal with things as they were.
“Wow! This dress is pretty!” Ranma watched as his female form jumped in front of the door and headed for the front door of the house. She was wearing a white sundress with little yellow flowers all over it.
Inside he cringed, imagining himself wearing that thing.
“Well young man, do you plan on camping out in my bathroom or will you be going home sometime today?” The old woman didn’t smile at him, she gave him a rather hard look. “Come on now, you need to be heading out.”
Ranma nodded and left, “Hey, you, uh...” what should he call her? Ranma would be too confusing. It’d make them both miserable, always answering to Ranma.
“Uh...” Ranma looked back at the male part that had once been keeping her prisoner, though he’d had no idea about it of course. “What?”
“We need to figure out what to call you.” he said, “I know everyone knows you... Or well... Us, as Ranma, but that’ll be too confusing.”
“A middle name.”
Both Ranma’s looked back at the old woman. “What do you mean Grandmother?” the female Ranma asked.
“We’ll create a whole new identity for you, give you both the first and last names’ of your counterpart, but everyone will call you by the middle name you’ve created for yourself.” the old woman was glaring at the male Ranma, but when she turned her eyes on the female she smiled delightfully.
“Oh, oh I know! I was thinking about that!” Ranma girl said smiling, “Call me Ranoa, won’t you? That’s Ra-no-a, like that.” She winked, she was going to go shopping as soon as she got home. Maybe she’d take Akané with her, it’d be a nice treat. Of course, Akané being the Tomboy that she was, might not really enjoy it. Oh well, she’d try.
“Good choice, close to your original name, but not so close that people will get too confused. Now, within the hour you should have all that you’ll need in this world to live as you want. I’ll even get you a place in the school. Saying you were transferred from another school entirely, so no one will raise question.” she smiled, “Now hurry on home.”
Ranma braided his hair back as he walked out the door. He’d be glad to get out of the woman’s company, the faster the better.
“Oh wow!” Ranoa looked up at the sky, shielding her eyes, “I’m exited! I’ve been locked away for so long. Oh, that reminds me,” she turned around and punched Ranma soundly.
Ranma’s head turned with the force and the surprise of the blow, for a second he didn’t know what to do, but then he turned on the girl. “WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!” he demanded loudly.
“Humph! You ought to know damn well what that was for! You could’ve allowed me more time when we were trapped in the same body! You could have but you were always running for hot water! I had only moments of freedom, very few moments even while we were female, to control myself!”
“HEY! How was I supposed to know you were locked away in me? I didn’t know!” Ranoa ’humphed’ again and started walking back to the shrine. “I couldn’t have known!”
“You had to know! How could you not? I swear to you I hate you!” Ranoa turned around, and tried to punch Ranma, but he side stepped her, she of course, knew all his moves and punched again, this time getting him in the stomach with her left fist. “I will spend the rest of my life hating you!”
“Ranma!”
Both turned to see something that made them both grimace. It was none other than the “shinning star” or the “blue thunder” or whatever he was calling himself now, of Furikan high. “Ranma!”
Kuno stopped right in front of Ranoa, then hugged her tight to him, “Oh my sweet! I heard it all! You are finally free of that louse! Now you shall be free to come date with me!”
“Uh, Kuno, I don’t think you understand...” Ranma started but Ranoa finished the conversation with a sound punch in Kuno’s gut.
“Get AWAY from me!” Ranoa screamed, “Must I always be surrounded by idiot men? Is this the world I’ve been set free into?!”
“No, you understand naught what the world is like my sweet!” Kuno grabbed Ranoa’s shoulders, “I fear that Ranma has corrupted you into thinking all men are evil! Now that his black magic has been lifted from your spirit you will be free, to decide the world for yourself, and to date!”
“Get your hands off her!” Ranma said, “She will NOT date you!” Ranma didn’t like this, didn’t like it at all. Kuno was so set in his ideas, he really didn’t understand what was going on! How could he truly believe in black magic? What’s more, how could he believe that Ranma would participate in such a thing to have control over a woman, a woman, that in reality, was probably as closely related as a twin sister.
“I will DATE whoever I want!” Ranoa hissed, then removed Kuno’s hands from her shoulders. She hadn’t been locked so far away that she couldn’t see what was going on, she’d seen idiot Kuno running around for as long as she could remember being real. “But I will not date you, Kuno, I will not date you because I don’t want to!”
“Oh my darling Ranma, you have been traumatized! I shall seek a doctor at once!” He went to speed off, until Ranoa noticed something.
“Fetch a doctor if you want,” she said grabbing his shirt and threw him to the ground, “But you AREN’T going to take me!” he had been tugging at her waist when he’d tried to leave, obviously intent on taking her with him.
“’Sides,” she said pushing back some of her unkempt hair, “My name is Ranma Ranoa Soatomé, no one calls me ’Ranma’ they all call me Ranoa, Ra-no-a! That’s my name.”
“Say ’tis not so!” Kuno suddenly cried out, “You can not have the Soatomé name! Must that it is a mistake! You can not have wed that louse!”
Ranoa jumped back, “EW!” goose bumps of disgust went up and down her spine. “Just WHAT do you think is going on here?! Ranma is my twin brother you idiot!”
Ranma was rather enjoying the scene, he didn’t have to do anything, for once, he was set aside, to his own world. “Come on Ranoa, this idiot will never get it, lets go home. Been a long time since you’ve seen pops huh?”
Ranoa glared at Ranma as he took the lead and started walking away, but with a ’humph’ sound she followed him. Not, of course without directing a glare at Kuno, who sat with his jaw open to the ground.
Ranma was rather proud of his ’sister’, he would’ve probably handled the situation the same way, or, well close. As a man, he couldn’t judge what a woman would do, even if their souls were very similar.
Ranoa looked left and right as she walked, this was so strange, to feel her own body, it was obeying her every command, as if it was always alive, as though she’d always been alive. Her feet felt so good, hitting the ground, granted she was bare-footed, but still, it was all so strange and wonderful.
She wouldn’t take life for granted, like Ranma did, in fact she didn’t think she could. Every step she took was a gift.
“HEY! Ranma!” some boy Ranoa recognized ran up to Ranma, she stopped, not really minding the delay, since she was nervous anyway. Besides, she’d never gotten close enough to smell a flower before.
“Do I know you?” Ranma blinked, he recognized the boy, but only just barely. Of course, he couldn’t remember the kid’s name, but that was to be expected, they only had one class together.
“Listen to you kidder!” The boy said enthusiastically laughing. “But that’s how close we are isn’t it?” when Ranma blinked hard and gave him a scrutinizing look the boy shook his head. “Oh! And who might you be?”
The boy ran behind Ranma and picked Ranoa’s hand up, which had been admiring the petals of a flower. Ranoa looked mildly annoyed for a second, but then seemed to soften, and in the most feminine way, she smiled at the boy.
“Uh, Soatomé Ranma, but you can call me Ranoa, everyone does.” she smiled at him politely. “Who are you? I don’t think I know your name...?”
“Oh?! You mean to say Ranma hasn’t told you of me?” he laughed, “I’m-”
“Extremely annoying and were about to go on your way.” Ranma growled.
“Now, Ranma, that isn’t very polite, is she your sister?” the boy asked not taking his hand from Ranoa’s.
“Yes actually I am-”
“I said you were just leaving!” he couldn’t believe it! Ranoa wasn’t even an hour old and already boys were hitting on her! He tried to imagine her, running around with a boy, any boy, hugging him... Kissing him... He couldn’t! It was too weird! It still seemed like she was part of him, and he couldn’t shake the thought of it.
“Alright, if you don’t want me talking to your sister I understand.” he stood up and winked at Ranoa who blushed before leaving.
“What the hell was that for?!” Ranoa demanded, hands strait out by her hips.
“WHAT?! Wha’d ya mean ‘what was that for’? He was only ACTING like he knew me so he could hit on you!”
“SO?!” Ranoa put her fist onto her hips, “Can’t I decide if I want a guy hitting on me or not?” she stomped forward, “If you want to fight this out then we can!”
“I DON’T fight girls!” Ranma yelled, “And until we at least get you home, yeah, I decide who you can and can not date, or have hitting on you! It’s too weird!”
Ranoa pointed her thumb at her chest, “Am I not supposed to think it’s weird whenever you look at a GIRL?!” she screamed at him, her temper even with his. “’Sides I’m not a regular girl if you hadn’t figured it out.” She crossed her arms, showing her side to him and closing her eyes. “God,” she said in a lower voice, “I never realized how much I pitied Akané until just now.”
Akané! The name hit him hard, how was he supposed to explain this to her?! He groaned aloud and slapped his forehead, this was just great.
Ranoa nodded her head, figuring just what Ranma was thinking, then heading towards the Tendo house. Leading Ranma this time.
“I have to walk in first...” Ranma said, “They’ll freak out if they see you first, after all, they don’t know about what happened, they’ll think you’re me, and they wouldn’t understand ME in a dress.”
“Just remember the difference yourself,” she hissed, walking forward with her arms crossed still and eyes closed. “I am my own person, and I want to be treated like it too, ya know.”
Ranma scratched his head, what was he supposed to say? Was there some way of reassuring her? Would he ever be able to get over it? “Well, uh, It’ll take some time Ranoa, I mean... It’s just weird ya know?”
Both sighed at the same time.
“I guess you’re right, but... I really don’t want to be treated like I’m YOU,” Ranoa said uncrossing her arms, “I am me, I want to be me, I’ve wanted to be me since I started separating from you. I... “I, me”, those words, they’re alien, but I like saying “I”, and “Me” so much, you couldn’t understand.” Ranoa started to fall a step behind, “You just couldn’t, now could you?”
Ranma stopped as did Ranoa, he felt like crap suddenly and couldn’t explain why. Women did that to him, they made him feel like the lowest scum and for no reason! Well, he couldn’t help but understand her side of this, had he been the one locked away, it would’ve killed him. “It’s alright I guess, I’ll try to understand, now come on. Pops is gonna think somethin’ happened to me. Wouldn’t be the first time if something did.”
“What do you think he’ll say?” Ranoa asked as they started walking, she’d fought back tears all day. She still had some of Ranma’s masculine pride in her, and she knew that’s what it was, still... She didn’t want to cry in front of him, over something he couldn’t understand. “I mean, will he like having a daughter?”
“You should know the answer to that,” Ranma grumbled, “He’ll welcome you sure enough, if he doesn’t pee on himself from shock.”
Ranoa smiled, then giggled, then all-out laughed. That’d be a sight! Her father, their father peeing on himself the moment both Ranma’s walked in the door!
Well, she’d have a chance to see it for herself, that was, if it really happened, they were already at the Tendo’s door. Ranma was just standing there, looking at the door. Ranoa guessed he was unsure of what to do. Not that she could blame him, she didn’t know what to do either. Well, only one thing you could do.
“Come on, lets go.”