Ranma ½ Red, Violet and Black

Chapter 1

Ranma Saotome sighed heavily as she kicked a stone out of her way. The currently female teenager wasn't having a very good day today. First his father Genma had caught him off guard in their usual morning sparring session, which lead to him getting knocked into the Tendo's koi pond. As a result, the cursed martial artist had to first change back into boy and then also had to change his, now thoroughly soaked, clothes before heading off to school. Naturally Genma was constantly nagging him about how ashamed he was about his wimp of a son.

Due to this holdup Ranma was almost late for school, but did manage to make it on time. This fooled him into thinking that maybe this day wasn't going to be too bad after all at first. He was however promptly proven wrong when Shampoo came barging into his classroom during the first break. To be fair, Shampoo actually was meaning well and only wanted to surprise her reluctant fiancé with some home cooked food. Unfortunately for said fiancé this sent Akane flying into a fit of her usual uncontrollable rage which she promptly vented on Ranma by hitting him over the head his own desk.

While the rest of the school day went by fairly uneventful trouble soon started up again at the Tendo residence. To Ranma's chagrin Ryoga, or rather P-Chan, had returned once more. While Akane wasn't in the same room the martial artist turned pet pig attacked Ranma for a snide remark the latter had made. After Ranma had successfully removed the angry piglet from his now scratched face the young Saotome was preparing to send his rival turned pig flying. Unfortunately for him Akane choose this exact time to enter the room and immediately hit her fiancé again for "picking on P-Chan". The following argument escalated further and further until it eventually ended with Akane literally kicking Ranma out of the Tendo dojo and yelling after him to not come back.

The pigtailed martial artist had decided that it was probably the best course of action to listen to Akane and wait for her to calm down a bit before returning back home. And then as if the universe itself was out to get him, a short but very sudden downpour drenched the teenager before he, or rather she now, could find a shelter from the rain. At least the rain only lasted for a few minutes and soon enough the evening sky was devoid of any clouds again.

So now the redheaded girl was sullenly walking down the streets of Nerima while grumbling to herself: "Stupid tomboy. Why does she always have to hit me? It's not my fault that Shampoo brings me food. And how has she still not figured out that Ryoga is P-Chan? I dropped so many hints."

Ranma was just pondering what to do when she suddenly heard someone wolf whistle, followed by someone calling: "Hey baby. Yes, you with the red hair. What is a sexy lady like you doing all alone on a beautiful evening like this?" As she looked up Ranma saw three boys, maybe one to three years older than herself, walking towards her. All of them could probably be considered to be somewhat handsome and were flashing her their most suave smiles, which might have actually seemed charming to a girl that had any actual interest in boys. The redhead was completely unimpressed though, her face on the contrary scrunching up in annoyance and distaste.

Oh great, on top of everything else now some dudes were hitting on her. As the trio strode up to her she brusquely answered them: "None of your business."

One of the boys, a rather tall and athletic, brown haired one who seemed to be some sort of leader, just tried to give her another winning smile and replied: "Hey now cute girl, no need to be rude. Me and my two friends here are planning to get a drink somewhere and have a good time. Want to tag along? First round is on me. Come on, we could have some fun together." After saying that the guy tried his best to look seductive, which again might have actually succeeded at charming an ordinary heterosexual girl.

However, the currently red haired heir of the Saotome school of martial arts was entirely unfazed by it. Well maybe unfazed was the wrong word, since she was rather actively annoyed and put off.