"Welcome to the world, Aoi Futaba!" whispered Aoi Uriko as she held her newborn child. Upon hearing this, the child's eyes popped open wide, as in saucer-sized, and began screaming his little lungs out in a loud cry. "Oh my! Do you not like that name?"
"Maybe he's hungry," suggested the proud father, Aoi Keishiro. He was wrong, of course, because the actual thought running through Aoi Futaba's (alias Saotome Ranma's) mind was this:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Ranma, nee Aoi Futaba, glared into the mirror. He had tried to avoid this fate. He had tried so hard. But to no avail.
He became a member of the Anti-Chikan (Anti-Molester) Unit, catching pervert old men who molest hapless young women. Operations usually consist of a decoy to act as bait, while a fellow squadmember makes the arrest.
For obvious reasons, women don't normally join this squad.
Aoi wouldn't have either, and would have preferred not to be a police officer at all if it would make him avoid that, but fate intervened as it is wont to do. By some bizzare set of coincidences that even he didn't understand, he not only became a police officer, but also wound up in the Anti-Chikan unit. Being the prettiest of the guys, guess who got railroaded into being a decoy.
And it was all over for him.
He felt like he had to be the best damn decoy he could be, that Saotome pride thing rearing its ugly head, and found himself immersed in cooking, tea-making and crafts to bring him closer to the women he was trying to emulate. There was no turning back then, as something seemed to click within him: when the female clothes went on, 'he' became a 'she' in almost every sense of the words. It wouldn't be so bad if he didn't have so much trouble turning it OFF!
Futaba stood in a "More Femme than Thou" pose, looking at himself. Even only in a tank top and boxers and without the falsies, he looked almost convincing.
Ranma-in-Aoi sighed. Even the laundromat was against him, as the male clothes (save his boxers, thank goodness) seemed to be systematically destroyed. It was as if the gods were playing some cruelly sick joke on him. The weird thing is that he would keep finding compelling excuses to not replace them, and pretty soon he was left with only female clothes. And boxers.
I bet this is the Nyanniichuan's doing. Figures even the Great Will wouldn't be able to let me escape from Jyuusenkyo totally, Ranma thought.
Aoi glanced at the clock. It was time.
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