part 6

Back again with the next part. I'm going 
pretty fast with this one, ne? Anyway, that's 
a good thing, right? OK, well, I hope this 
part is good, right now I'm thinking about 
how to start it. I had it all planned out 
this morning. I hate it when I forget what 
I was thinking about! Ain't it always the 
way? Oh well, I guess any beginning would 
be better than my ramblings. 


Soulmate 
Part six 


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Kodachi crouched in the bushes like a lion 
waiting to pounce on it's prey. The rumors 
circulating around the schools couldn't be true, 
and if they were, she vowed to make them untrue. 
Ranma could not have a new girlfriend. Heck, he 
had enough already, and now there was one more 
for Kodachi to deal with. One more to kill. This 
guy collected girlfriends like...um, like things 
that collect things. Yeah, that's it. 
Kodachi smiled as she saw Ranma and a girl 
walk up the driveway. Cool, angry jealousy was 
slowly creeping into her veins until all she saw 
was green. That girl was going to die, then Ranma 
would be hers. Oh yes, Ranma would definitely be 
hers. 
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"So how was your first day?" Ranma 
asked Usagi as they turned into the 
driveway of the Tendo house. "Do you 
like my school okay?" 
"It's just like any other school," 
she countered. 
"Right. Hey, I meant to ask earlier. 
What's the gym bag for? You don't even 
take P.E." 
"Change of clothes. You know, just 
in case." 
"Oh, right. That's smart." 
To their side, the bushes began to 
shake violently, then Kodachi jumped 
out, ribbon ready for battle. 
"I challenge you!" She yelled, 
looking directly at Usagi. 
"Me? Why?" 
"You are Ranma's newest girl, are 
you not?" 
"Whaat?" Usagi felt her cheeks warming 
up. "No." She turned to face Ranma. "Ranma, 
who's this?" 
"Uh..one of my fiancees," he muttered, 
scratching the back of his head. 
"One? How many do you have?" 
"Um..well...Let's just say a lot." 
"What, you can't count that high?" she 
taunted, taking a fighting stance. "Sheesh, 
my second day here and I'm already getting 
into a fight." 
"You're in Nermia," Ranma shrugged. 
"Get used to it." 
"Enough talk." Kodachi said. "We fight. 
The winner gets Ranma." 
"Why don't you just let Ranma decide 
for himself?" 
Kodachi laughed. "Men don't know what 
they want. If choices were left to them, 
we'd still be living in the Ice Age." 
"I agree." Usagi laughed, jumping up 
into a kick while at the same time dodging 
the ribbon. "But why set your sights on 
Ranma? I bet you can do better than that." 
Kodachi stumbled from the kick. "Really?" 
"Yeah, hey, I'll give you my number 
and we can go to the mall sometime and go 
guy-shopping." 
"Sounds good." Kodachi flung her razor 
hoop, which was dodged. Ranma sweatdropped 
while at the same time feeling hurt that 
Usagi had said there were guys better then 
him out there. 
"You wanna stop fighting now? We can 
have more fun guy-shopping if we aren't 
enemies." Usagi said, flipping over Kodachi. 
"Ok." 
And just like that the fight was over. 
Usagi got a piece of paper from her backpack 
and wrote her number on it then handed it to 
the other girl. "We can go Friday after school, 
ok?" 
"Sure." Kodachi turned and began to 
walk away. "See you." 
"Bye." 
"You invited her shopping???" Ranma 
demanded when the slightly (Yeah, right, more 
like extremely) crazy girl was out of earshot. 
"Yup. That's the way a girl's mind works. 
You should learn that. Hey, you're down by one 
girlfriend now. That's a good thing, so don't 
complain about my style." 
Ranma mumbled something ineligible as the 
two made their way to the back of the house. 
If that was Usagi's style...well he couldn't 
imagine her inviting Shampoo or Ukyo shopping. 
That would be a nightmare, but if anyone could 
do it, she could. 
"Hi, everyone!" Usagi called happily. 
Akane, Ryoga, Kasumi, and the giant panda 
that was Ranma's dad were sitting at a table 
on the back porch. 
"What was all that noise I heard?" Kasumi 
asked. 
"Ah, I just got rid of one of Ranma's 
fiancees. No big deal." Usagi sat down. 
"Really? Now you only have two left." 
Akane said, happy for him. 
Ryoga frowned and began to count on his 
fingers. One plus one plus one was still 
three. "Uh, two?" 
"Akane and I broke up this morning." 
Ranma said carelessly. "She likes some 
other guy." 
"Shut up!" Akane demanded. 
"Some...other..." Ryoga felt his heart 
breaking. 
"Yeah," Ranma said, looking directly at 
the friend he'd never admit to liking. "She 
likes him a lot." 
"Ranma!" Akane protested, face turning 
red. 
With tears in his eyes Ryoga got up and 
began to walk away. "Farewell." 
"Ok, is it just me, or did he totally 
not get the hint?" Usagi asked as soon as 
he'd gone. "It is so obvious that he's the 
one you like, Akane." 
"Well, Ryoga's an idiot." Ranma said, 
leaning back in his seat. Akane pushed him 
off and onto the ground. 
"Don't talk about him that way!" 
"Oh!" Kasumi jumped up. "I have water 
boiling for tea and dinner to make." 
Genma scribbled a sign. {I'll get the 
tea.} His big panda bulk stood up and walked 
off with the girl to the kitchen. There was 
an awkward silence at the table until he 
came back with a kettle full of hot water. 
Ranma picked himself off the ground and 
picked out the tea packet he wanted. Out of 
the corner of his eye he saw a black pig 
approach. 
 he thought. "Hey Akane, 
P-chan's here," he said, picking up the last 
packet of lemon tea. 
Genma slapped his hand and held up a 
sign. {That one is mine!} 
"First come, first serve, Pops!" 
Genma swung around his sign to hit 
Ranma, but instead he lost his balance 
and knocked over the pot of hot water 
right onto the small black pig on the 
ground. 
"P-chan! Are you ok?" Akane rushed to 
where her beloved pet had been, but the 
black pig was no longer there. Instead 
sat a very embarrassed, very naked 
Ryoga. 
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To be continued 
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