Hello again, I made a minor change to the story and added some more to it, plus I turned Genma into another creature instead of a panda. I do believe you'll find it fits his personality perfectly. Also, note this is now titled _part 1_. That means it's now a series.... <*evil laugh*> ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Ranma 1/2: Looney Tunes Part 2 : School Is No Place For Fumigation by Shunsuke -||| ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "School? Who said anything about going to school? Who died and made you boss, anyway?" Ranma yelped upon hearing the dreaded word. "Now, I say, I say, boy, you gotta shut up and listen to your elders, we know what's good for you. You can't go nowhere in life without no education." Genma preened his feathers as he spoke, trying to get Ranma to listen to his words of advice. If he had shut up himself for a moment, he might have noticed Ranma had no interest in what he was saying. "It's too bad your curse doesn't prevent you from talking," said Ranma under his breath. "'Morning!" chirped Nabiki as she hurried past Ranma and Genma, then yelled out, "Akane, be sure to walk Ranma to school, okay?" "Nabiki! Why should I be the one to walk that perv-" she said until she walked into the hall where Ranma was standing. Despite her reluctance, Akane caved in and left with Ranma. They walked along the way to school, with Ranma balancing on top of the fence as they made their way. "Just remember, we're strangers, alright?" "You're telling me?" "The boys at school are bad enough, I don't need another pe-" Akane began, until she notice the little old lady in the neighborhood had hit Ranma with the water she threw out in the mornings. "Mmmm, no, how can I? I cannot resist! My loooove!" Akane shrieked at the sight of a changed Ranma and ran for dear life. At first she headed toward the school, but then came up with a plan and headed for Dr. Tofu's. "Dr. Tofu!" she called as she burst inside and then quickly shut the door. "It's Akane! Please, are you here?" "Yes, I am, my 'miel tourte'," Ranma said sweetly, to which Akane screamed. "What's going on in here?" called Tofu as he entered the room. His eyes watered as he smelt rather than saw the skunk in his surgery. "Hurry, Dr. Tofu, bring some hot water!" "Right, Akane," he said filling a bucket, "Maybe it will scare it away." Tofu threw the water at Ranma who had begun glomping Akane. The doctor nearly lost his glasses as he looked at what he saw. "What do you think you're doing, you stupid tomboy?" "What is this?" Tofu asked. "Who are you?" "I'm Ranma Saotome," he said, interrupted by a mallet blow to the head, "Sorry about this. I didn't mean to make your clinic smell." "No, it's alright, but just how do you do that...." * * * * * After a short explanation about Jusenkyo, Akane and Ranma were back on their way to school. "I can understand why you don't like skunks, but what is it with you and guys? You obviously like Dr. Tofu," Ranma quizzed Akane. "Who said I like him?" Akane said, recovering from a face fault. "Anyway, I hate boys! They're all perverts!" Ranma was about to reply, until Akane ran ahead and he saw what was awaiting her: several dozen boys at the gates of the school, all looking like they were dressed for battle. He followed and jumped to the top of the wall surrounding the school to see Akane wade into the boys and proceed to knock them out, several at a time. He smiled, impressed by her technique, until Nabiki yelled from the window. "Quit your gawking and get to class. You don't want to be late the first day, do you?" "Yeah, but-" he started, pointing to Akane. "Don't worry, this happens every morning, she can take care of herself." "Every morning?" Ranma thought to himself. In short order, all the boys lay in heaps around the gates, many moaning in pain. "I wish they would just give it a rest for once," she said, exasperated. "Ah, the goddess Athena, she borne of both beauty and battle, doth stand before one who would love her so, the god of thunder," came a voice from behind some trees. Akane's face switched from one of anger to that of depression. "I stand before you, Akane Tendo, and challenge you to a battle that befits one such as yourself. If you can defeat me, I shall allow you to date with me!" The voice now had a form, a teenage boy who stepped out from behind a large oak dressed in a hakuma and wielding a bokken. "Who is this blowhard, Akane?" Ranma asked having jumped down from the fence. "And who might you be, foul knave, to speak to Akane with such familiarity?" "Well, I'm-" Ranma began, though interrupted again by the newcomer. "Wait! Is it not the custom to annouce oneself before a battle? Therefore I shall! I am the rising young star of the kendo world..." Ranma nearly fell asleep in the midst of a long drawn out introduction, one that he was embarassed to hear, nevermind if he'd had to say it. "...They call me the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High, Takewaki Kunou, age 17." Despite anything further Ranma could say, Kunou was clearly looking for a fight, which Ranma finally decided to give him. "I'm Ranma Saotome, and I accept your challenge!" he yelled aloud, then said to Akane "Here, hold my bag for a sec." The two squared off and began to fight, neither seeming to have the upper hand. That is, until it started to rain. Akane sensed this, and quickly ran inside before Ranma began to change. "The last thing I need it *TWO* of them after me!" she screamed in her head as she made the doors just in time. "You- what? Where is that wretch Saotome? Where did he go, and-" Kuno began until his nose turned inside out at the smell. "You, you foppish blowhard! I throw my scent in your general direction!" said Ranma as he let go a packet of his perfume. Kunou gasped, then ran for the doors of the school. "Ah! Now that I am victorious, I shall resume my chase for ze beauteous Akane!" said Ranma, who then bounded off to find her. * * * * * "Kunou! Get out of here! Don't bother to stand in the hall, just go home!" the teacher said, an opinion agreed upon by the whole class who held their noses and gasped at the reek that emanated from the school's kendo captain, despite his attempts to shower and change his clothes before entering the classroom. Nabiki was the only exception, having already gotten used to the smell, sat there and thought about the possibilities. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- E N D of Part 2 ----------------------------------------------------------------------