The Title:	"A Poorly Written Fic"

The Author:	Wing T. Wong
		wtang7607@la.znet.com

The Disclaimer: All copyrights belong to their respective holders. 
		Titles, names, representations, and portrayals are fictional
		to the best of my knowledge and any similarities are
		completely faultless on the part of the author.  If anyone's
		life resembles the fic's in anyway, my sympathies. Any and all
		damages resulting from this fic are completely unforeseen and
		has nothing to do with me, the author. I'm poor and unknown,
		so you won't get anything out of me.  :p

The Fic: 

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				***

Bright morning and gentle blue skies greeted a forest somewhere in Japan
for yet another time. The gentle sounds of birds chirping, the soft
rustling of leaves as a breeze blew past. The whispering of a nearby
village performing their daily chores. Just another morning for forest,
village, and a little run down cabin.

				***

"AAAAARRGGHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!", came a scream
from within the log cabin, followed by the sounds of paper tearing. 

"Damn! I've only a few hours left..." More sounds, seemingly that of a
heavy object being banged against the wall. 

				***

>From outside, the lone figure of a young man can be seen huddled over a
table, pencil in hand. A closer examination reveals a small pile of
crumpled notes sitting next to his table. From the look of his bloodshot
eyes, he's been at it for a while with apparently no success. Gripping his
pencil tightly, the young man begins in earnest again, scribbling onto the
piece of paper.

				***

Scribbling on yet another sheet of paper, he was really starting to lose
his patience. Getting lost was one thing. Ending up in Africa? Then this
strange place called France. But now, finally home with his pencil,
nothing came to mind. 

"I can't believe this.. six hours.. six long hours and nothing to show for
it... RRrrr.. Saotome Ranma.... this is ALL YOUR FAULT!!!", cried the
young man as he crumpled yet another piece of paper up and tossed it
aside. Sighing, he let himself fall backwards, looking up at the ceiling. 

"Akane... I wonder if I'll be able to finish this in time." Sighing
heavily, the young man closed his eyes and pictured the girl of his
dreams.

				***

"Bweee!!"

Somewhere, a little piglet was dashing back and forth along a forest path,
big sweat drops hanging onto the side of his little bandana'd head. 
Further down the path, a small party of hunters were following the heart
shaped footprints in the soft dirt, eager to return with dinner.

				***

Opening his eyes again, the young man sat up and started to write again, a
thoughtful smile on his face. 

He writes down, 'One day, my mortal enemy... Saotome Ranma... ran before I
arrived at our meeting place.'

"Yeah... that sounds right"

'Fearing for his life.. the coward abandons the lovely...' 

"Hmm.. no... better make that 'kind and lovely'" Scratches out the word,
lovely.

'...the kind and lovely, Tendo Akane. I, Hibiki Ryouga, met with her and
had lunch..'

"No wait.. that doesn't sound too heroic. Let's see..."

'I, Hibiki Ryouga, arrived at her side and she invited me to lunch.'

"Yeah... that seems better." 

'During lunch, Saotome returned and taunted me and my love...'

Blushing, the young man erases the end of that sentence, rewriting it
slightly.

'..Saotome returned and taunted me and the fair Akane. I had no choice but
to try and defend us, but Akane was much quicker, sending him into the
pond with one swing of the table.'

Scratching his head and tugging slightly at his bandana's, the young man
sighed, once again stuck. Crumpling and tossing the sheet of paper into
the corner of the room, he stood, shouldering his large pack and stepped
out the door for some fresh air.

				***

"This way!"

By now, the villagers were hot and sweating. Tracking a pig in a forest
was hard work and thick brush didn't help much. The sound of dry leaves
being crushed deeper into the forest caught their attention and they
continued on.

				***

"Ah....... it sure feels good to be out of that cabin. Wonder if I'll.."

His words were cut off by the appearance of a water balloon, coming from
the nearby trees. Its impact was followed by the sounds of children
laughing could be heard as footsteps signalled their retreat. The young
man's form vanished, his pack and clothes falling to the ground as a small
black piglet clawed it's way out from under the heavy pack. Tears brimmed
as the piglet waved a paw at the sky, as if cursing someone.

"BWEE!!!!!!"

				***

"I think I heard something over there!!", cried one of the villagers. His
clothes were torn in several places and he was breathing heavily. He
pointed towards a clearing, where he had heard the sounds of a piglet. 

The others in the party just nodded tiredly, not noticing their original
prize slipping by in the brush, heading the other way along the trail,
back towards the village as it was chased by a couple of children with
water balloons. 

				***

The young man, now black piglet, was in a truly bad mood now. Sitting
atop of his clothes, he sighed. Not only had the curse given him this
form which while endearing to Akane, left him vulnerable. Looking
about and turning as he heard the sounds of leaves rustling and a few
weary looking villagers burst into the clearing panting and holding
spears, the piglet just sighed.

				***

"There it is!", cried the villager in the lead as he charged the black
piglet, leaving the others to fall to the ground in exhaustion.

As if knowing his thoughts, the piglet easily dodged the man's spear
and clung to his face, bwee'ing and clawing as the other villagers
watched, surprised at the abilities of the small piglet.

Rising to stand and help their leader, they too were assaulted, the
black piglet leaping from one to another, leaving them unconscious on
the ground. 

				***

Quite a few hours later, a somewhat calmer and more humanoid young
man sat by a small campfire somewhere. Apparently, in trying to find
some hot water to reverse his cursed state, he'd managed to get lost
and wandered until he came upon this empty lot, a small fire setup
with a kettle of water boiling, which aided him in freeing him from
his cursed form.

"That Ranma... he's to blame for this.", muttered the young man which
by now, most people should recognize as Ryouga. :p

"Yeah, he sure is, Ryouga", came a female voice. A red haired girl
walked out from behind the ever present stockpiles of lumber to sit
beside Ryouga, bapping him on the head. "That was my hot water."

Smiling, Ryouga gestered to the now steaming kettle. "I heated up some
more water. Do you know what I had to go through today? And to top it
off, I wasn't able to finish my fanfic for the contest."

"Really? That's too bad. Hey, at least you get to read some of the
other fanfics with Akane, right... P-chan?"

"GRRrrr.. Don't call me P-Chan!!!!"

Laughing as Ranma kicked the kettle up into the air and over herself,
she changed herself into a young man again and started to spar with
Ryouga, their shadows dancing along the walls of the empty lot. 

				***

Back in the log cabin, somewhere in some forest, a little black piglet
was scribbling on the piece of paper with the pencil Ryouga had left
behind.

'...table. Bwee... bwe bweee... mrmrmr..bwee bwee. BWEEEEee bwee bwee
wee.. WeeeEEE!! bwee wee. Wee... Bwe!'

The piglet signed her little fanfic with two little black heart shaped
prints on the piece of paper and curled up, going to sleep in Ryouga's
peaceful cabin.

				***

At the Tendou Dojo later that night, a bruised Ryouga sat beside a
slightly bandaged Ranma-chan. Akane, Nabiki, and Kasumi were reading
their email, giggling every now and then. Groaning in unisen, Ryouga
and Ranma-chan hung their heads.

			      The End.
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The Comments:	Okay, this is a last minute fic. I had intended to
		write something with substance, but realised a few things in
		the past few days. Namely, working half of the day away and
		sleeping the rest left little or no time to write up a real
		fanfic.  So, I wrote a bad fanfic. ^_^;; Gomen nasai!!! 
		
		This fanfic was not pre-read and was not
		spell-checked. So there will most likely be errors and gross
		gramatical problems. You've been post-warned. ^_-