Screw it ! 

By Kyokukou

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    Ranma's hands shook from a maelstrom of emotions . The storm had been 
building for a very long time . What had unleashed the torrent ? A tiny piece of 
paper with a short sentence on it .
    Years of frustration , pain , fear , and the endless pressure from everyone 
to go beyond what he was prepared to do finally came to the fore .
    Everyone and everything temporal has a breaking point . Saotome Ranma had 
finally reached his . Shaking hands that could bend steel and shatter stone 
placed the offending slip of paper onto the old wooden floor . The moment the 
last callused finger parted from the paper the shaking ceased .
" Screw it ." Ranma whispered to himself , a man saying the forbidden .
" Just screw it all ." He continued a breath later , and a bit louder .
" Screw it !" Ranma barked to the paper , each repetition strengthening his 
resolve .

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    Kasumi was folding socks and watching Iron Chef . Nabiki was flipping 
through a magazine at the table . Soun was engrossed in yet another Shogi game 
with Genma . Akane was attempting to hem a dress , so far the outlook for the 
dress looked grim .
    Thus it came as a great shock to the harmony of the moment to have Ranma 
burst into the room , a ocean of anger on his face .
" POP !" He bellowed at the burly man .
" Watch your tongue b-" Genma's hot reprimand was cut short after Ranma had 
materialized in front of him . Apparently without passing through the 
intervening space . 
" -oy ..." He finished lamely .
" Ohhhh yeah , this is gonna be sweet !" Ranma cackled before turning into a 
blur of violent vengeance .
    When Ranma stopped he held up his unconscious father by the scruff of his gi 
. Ranma threw his head back and roared with maniacal laughter . The young 
martial artist frolicked out into the backyard and punted his father out into 
the distance .
" If I ever see him again I'll throw him into a pit of starving dogs !" Ranma 
proclaimed between bouts of laughter .
" R-R-Ranma ?" Soun stuttered , shocked into a stupor -like everyone else- by 
the sudden violence .
    Ranma whirled around at the sound of the Tendo Patriarch's voice .
" YOU next !" 
" Kasumi I'm scared !" Soun wailed , hiding behind his eldest daughter .
    Ranma stormed in from the veranda , his stomping feet shaking the room .
" Alright !" Ranma grinned like a mugger . " Tendo-san , do you really think 
that you can force ME to do anything against my will ? Do you , huh ? Do you 
really ?"
" n-no ." Soun cringed like a beaten bully .
" Didn't think so ." Ranma stood and looked around the room , until his eyes 
fixed on Nabiki .
" YOU next !" Ranma barked , storming up to the outwardly unconcerned form of 
Nabiki .
" What's the prison term for selling underage pornography ?!"
" Eh ?" Nabiki's calm act faltered for a instant .
" Last I checked it was a five year minimal sentence and you don't wanna even 
hear the fine that comes with it !" 
    Nabiki looked into the maniacal glint of Ranma's gray eyes . She gave the 
best cold stare she could muster .
" You don't have the brains or the balls to mess with me , Ranma ." 
" Baaaaaaaaaaaaad answer !" Ranma replied cheerily , a object appearing in one 
hand . " I'm borrowing your cell for a short phone call ." Ranma chuckled and 
pressed the speedial key for police .
    In that moment Nabiki displayed more speed that ever before in her life when 
she reached out to stab the 'end call' key .
" Fine ." Nabiki said in a shaky voice . " I called your bluff and I lost ." 
" Goodie !" Ranma grinned . " Then bend your head down just a bit ."
" Why ?"
" DO IT !" 
    Sweating from fear , Nabiki bowed her head down , expecting Ranma to produce 
a katana at any moment .
    So fixed on that idea was she that Nabiki never saw the mallet coming . 
" Thanks for letting me borrow that , Akane ." Ranma said , tossing the mallet 
on the floor by the unconscious form of Nabiki .
    With less heat than before Ranma zipped over to where Akane sat , frozen in 
shock .
" Akane , will you marry me ?" Ranma asked in a serious tone .
" Marry a idiot-pervert-freak like you ?! Never !" Akane replied out of 
practiced reflex .
" Alright then , Nabiki ?"
    Nabiki still lay unconscious on the floor .
" I'll take that as a no ." Ranma shrugged with a slight smile before turning to 
Kasumi .
" Kasumi , will you fulfill the promise our fathers made ?" 
" Ranma , I-I-I...I-"
" I guess there's no takers !" Ranma shrugged and fled from the room at a 
blindingly fast pace .
" BYE !" He called before leaping out of their lives .
" -'d be honored to..." Kasumi finished before realizing he was gone .






    Alone on the Dojo floor lay a simple piece of paper that had come in the 
fortune cookie with the Chinese take out Ranma had ordered from a new 
restaurant's grand opening .
' Your pride will choke you to death unless you swallow it .'