Wrong Idea


Ok you all know who owns the Ranma1/2 cast so no reason to tell ya and if your thinking Oh no it’s her the lemon freak rest assure this isn’t lemon or even lime it’s just for laughs so enjoy.


Akane burst through the front doors calling out for Ranma. Kasumi walked into the front room from the kitchen a pleasant smile on her cute face.
“Hello Akane you look very happy today!” Kasumi finished drying her hands on the apron. Akane’s face was lit up her eyes showing pure happiness.
“Oh I am so, so happy on the way home from shopping this guy asked me to do some modeling for him. I told him about Ranma and he said it sounded good to him so he could also work with me. I gotta find him and have him back there in a couple of hours. I’ll tell you how it goes when I get back thanks Kasumi.” Akane ran out of the living room heading for her bedroom. Kasumi smiled happily as she turned around heading back into the kitchen to finish her housework.
Akane ran out of the house looking back and forth as she headed back to the shopping district.


Ranma walked into the kitchen his eyes scanning the food cooking on top of the stove. Ranma spoke as he watched the rice bubbling in a large pot.
”Hey Kasumi you see Akane around?”
Kasumi with her ever-present smile watched him bemused.
“Yes she was here for a few minutes before heading back to the shopping district. She was loo……king…” Kasumi watched as the back of Ranma disappeared out the door. “I guess he already knows about it, he must be running late.” Kasumi returned to her cooking, humming a soft song.
Ranma ran down the street by way of fence tops. Heading toward the shopping district. Ranma ran past Ukyo never noticing her walking along the sidewalk with a box of food. Ukyo glared at the retreating back of the pigtail martial artist.
“Oooh that man why do I put up with him. Fine I’ll follow after him.” Ukyo started in the direction of Ranma. In a few minutes Ukyo caught up with Shampoo who also had a carry out box and fumes for being ignored.
“He ran right by you too huh sugar?”
“Yes that guy be more trouble then is worth time to get him.” Ukyo nodded in agreement as they followed after him.

Ranma screeched to a stop his eyes bulging out his mouth dropping to the ground.
“NO WAY, IT CAN”T BE.” Ranma watched as Akane walked out of a store front in full western wedding dress with a short veil; on the arm of Takiwaki Kuno. Ranma saw green and red flashing before his eyes as Kuno smiled brightly for the camera.
“There is no way I’m gonna lose her to him!” Ranma ran forward at full speed leaving the two surprised but elated girls behind. Ranma came to a fast stop in front of Akane holding onto her dress while falling down onto his knees.
”Akane please you gotta know I love ya. I know I haven’t been the best fiancée, but I can’t be so bad you’d marry Kuno please give me another chance. I’ll be the best fiancée you ever had; please Akane marry me pleasssssssssssssse.” Ranma begged looking up into Akane’s chocolate brown and very startled eyes.
“Rrranma I, I…. I’m not getting married this is a modeling job. I wanted you to pose with me but I couldn’t find you and unfortunately the photographer picked Kuno to be the groom for the pictures.” Akane said the last part with disgust.
“I am the only one who is worthy of your love and attention now move aside peasant whist we practice for the big day.” Kuno glared at Ranma who stayed on his knees in shock.
“Yo…yooo. Your not getting married?” Ranma asked stumped.
“No silly I’m not, you don’t honestly think I’d marry Kuno do you?” Akane chuckled lightly. Kuno growled as he interrupted her words wrong.
“Stand aside cretin can’t you see you are bothering my fair lady love.”
“Shut up Kuno.” Both yelled at him.
Ranma finally stood up feeling the fear that had clutched his heart and chest so strongly letting go of him.
“I guess well umm can I still model with ya.” Ranma laughed feeling a large blush covering his face.
“I don’t know how easy is it to model with broken legs.”
”Or broken arms.” To very upset females growled from behind him. Ranma felt the fear take hold again of his heart and chest in a different way.
”Oh no I’m so dead!” Ranma glanced behind him to see their angry faces.
“Gotta go.” Ranma ran in high speed away from them, leaving a whirl of wind behind him. Shampoo and Ukyo took off after him leaving their food as their weapons took the place in their hands.
The photographer watched in amusement as they disappeared. “Let us return to our photo shoot.” Akane gave Kuno another look of disgust as she reluctantly placed her arm in his. Akane plastered a smile on her face just as another shout was heard. Looking toward the noise Akane saw Ryoga land on his knees holding her dress tightly.
“No, no, no, no Akane nooooooo you can’t marry this man. I had a hard enough time trying to accept Ranma as your husband, if you don’t want him please take me as your husband I’ll make you happy really I will!” Ryoga cried pitifully making the women around him all burst into tears.
“Ryoga don’t worry this isn’t real it’s just a modeling job, I’d never in this lifetime or the next marry Kuno” Akane smiled down at Ryoga as his tears dried up quickly.
“Really?”
“Yes really.” Akane chuckled softly losing it quickly as she heard several men yell in pain.
“No Akane Tendo don’t do it!”
”Please marry me instead!”
“I want you don’t marry that pervert!”
”Yeah marry me, I’m better!”
“No pick me I’m better for you!”
“No way I’m the best!”
Akane looked in shock as several guys from school were all crying in the street.
“I have a great idea when that young man returns and with the help of all these other young men I can make this the best photo shoot ever.” The photographer a young man with dark hair cut very shirt with black glasses and a thin mustache.
“What’s that?” Akane asked worried about what the new idea could be.
“Very simple we have you pose in different gowns with all these young men and then hold a contest, who is the best looking groom with our beautiful bride.
A chorus of young men shouting themselves the winner was heard bringing a large grin to the photographer.
“Ok but I won’t date the winner!” Akane paused for a moment. “Unless it’s Ranma.”
“Agree.” The photographer quickly went to work getting the high school boys into assorted tuxes.
Akane yawned as she walked home her legs feet and back killing her.
“Who’d ever think standing around in clothes would hurt so much.” Ranma nodded his head as his own yawn joined hers.
“I’ll be glad to hit the hay tonight.”
“Yeah after all you proposed to me that must have taken a lot out of you.” Akane smiled mischievously at Ranma who was in the process of falling over.
“Wha what do ya mean?”
“You know what I mean.” Akane laughed as she suddenly ran off for home leaving a silent Ranma behind.
“Yeah you tomboy I do know what you mean.” Ranma chuckled to himself as he walked slowly behind her, until it hit him.
”OH NO all the foods gonna be gone I gotta hurry.” A small whirl of wind was left behind.

Ranma’s girl