Thats what he wanted, and after eating all the shit his so called friends and family force fed him, he decided it had to be a brutal harrowing affair for the bastards who made his life hell. Lets see how they like being on the recieving end.
Ranma grunted, tearing off his Red Chinese silk shirt and tossing it aside. Digging through his often seiged closet, he pulled out his Green Maoist shirt and cap. Pulling the shirt on, he gave the cap a disgusted glare before tossing it aside.
"I need some new clothes." he said angrily, thoughts of just why he could never afford any new clothes bringing an image of Genma and Nabiki to the fore. Oh, those two were going to pay in spades for ever little fucking thing they did to him.
***
Kasumi hummed a little tune as she stirred the soup. Miso soup, such a fine traditional breakfast for the Japanese family. Ah, yes, she loved cooking for her wonderful family. It filled her with a sense of peace and fullfillment to the memory of her departed mother.
She smiled brightly, tasting the soup. Just like mother use to make it. Perfect. Wiping her hands on a towerl, the motherly Tendo spared the clock a glance. 6:45am. Time to set the table.
***
Nabiki didn't know what to make of the current twist in her life. The day had started normally, well, as normal as anyone can consider this rather bizarre lifetime.
Genma and Ranma had sparred as they usually did... actually.. that was were everything pretty much went to hell. While their sparring sessions had been intense in the past, she highly doubted Ranma trying to drown his father was a step up in his training regimen.
This of course, wasn't to mention his new appearancce. Instead of his traditional, and in her not so humble opinion, tacky appearance. He wore his hair loose and free. Lacking he was the chinese styled silk shirts, in place was a rarely seen Green Moaist jacket that he left unbutton up front, giving any and all who glanced at his chest a first rate view.
Then there was his eyes. They were usually expressive, innocent in a way. Now, they simply shimmering with a seriousness he never displayed out of the fight. While he still moved with the grace of an alley cat, she could tell there was something hidden beneath the surface. Like a tiger, ready to pounce at the simplest evocation.
"Yo, Aka-bitch? Did yah cook this?" Ranma grunted, slurping up the food.
Akane blinked. Did he just call her what she thought he did? Shaking her head, and blaming her still sleep fogged mind, "No I didn't."
"No crap." Ranma drawled sarcastically, "This stuff tastes great. How ever did I confuse this with the slop you cook up?"
Nabiki blinked. Was Ranma trying to start a fight? He still couldn't be upset about last night, could he?
"What.." Akane seethed, stressing each word dangerously, "Did you say, baka?"
Genma gulped, moving away from his suddenly retarded son. He had to be if he was purposely pissing the Young Tendo off.
Ranma blinked, "Eh? You deaf?" he rolled his eyes, "I said "No Crap. This stuff tastes great. How ever did I.." he trailed off, smirking when a blue battle aura of rage snapped into existance around Akane.
"RANMA NO BAKA!" the girl screamed, grabbing a conviently placed stone lamp and bringing it down on Ranma's head.
Or at least, she tried too.
"Pfeh. Try mine." Akane shivered at the horribly cold voice that sounded behind her.
Ranma slammed the girl in the back of the head with a lead pipe, knocking her unconscious and dropping her to the floor.
Soun suddenly went Demon head mode, his head bloating and growing into a grotesque mockery of a snake, "RANMA! HOW DARE YOU ATTACK YOUR FIANCEE!... Urk!"
Ranma let the pipe fall to the ground as he slowly, calmly walked up to Soun. Unimpressed by his technique, he grabbed his neck and calmly started choking him. In a calm and cold tone of voice, he said, "Shut up. Understand this, I am not, nor will I ever marry that tomboy." he squeezed harder, still calm as he continued, "You want the schools joined? Go jump in the Girl Spring and have Genma's baby. My mother wouldn't mind. She'd think it was manly."
Soun and Genma blanched, the former turning an unsightly purple as the life was being choked out of him.
Nabiki looked shock, a large lump of rice falling out of her mouth and smacking the table.
Kasumi hadn't even gotten a chance to sit down yet. She backed up against the wall and looked on in shock as the boy strangled her father. "Ran.. ranma!" she exclaimed.
Ranma frowned as Kasumi's words reached him. He dropped Soun to the ground. The man was unconscious, but he was still breathing. "Pfeh." he snorted, stalking towards Kasumi and recovering his pipe. He had a feeling he was going to need it alot today.
"Ranma?" Kasumi asked fearfully, pressing up against the wall as the boy stepped up to her. She felt a shiver roll down her spine when he stepped up close to her. She could feel the heat of his body passing into her as he crushed her up against the wall. She whimpered, feeling his hand on her hip slide down her back side, squeezing her buttocks roughly.
Ranma smiled calmly as Kasumi leaned up against him, her earthy moans like sweet honey to his ears. He momentarily contemplated continuing this, but decided against it. He had a lot of stress to work out today, and it would be such a shame to give the punks at Furikan a day's reprieve from his revenge. "I'll see he later." he whisper playfully, squeezing her ass one more time before pulling back and leaving the entire Tendo family, and Genma, in shock.
***
"I wonder where that Ranma lad is." The old ladle lady pondered openly, before she suddenly felt the ladle ripped out of her hands.
Ranma glared at the old woman, crushing the lady into a little ball before handing it back.
The woman took it back, staring blankly at the boy.
Ranma grinned, a sudden idea popping into mind. He grabbed her pail of water, and dumped it over her head. "Ain't life great?" he chirruped, leaving the drenched old lady and continuing on his way to school.
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