Outside The Garden: A Ranma 1/2 Fanfiction.

Outside The Garden

The First: Wild Horse at the Gates

The cloudy sky over Nerima City looked threatening to Ranma Saotome as he strolled ahead of his old man, Genma. They had managed to make it this far without trouble, and the last thing he wanted was a sudden downpour to ruin everything after he had gotten so far. He looked back at his father, who more leisurely brought up the rear while shouldering the heavy pack he carried on his back.

“Damn it, it’s going to rain.”

Genma looked up at the sky and huffed. “Relax, boy. The sky may look threatening but it’s just passing overcast, it isn’t about to rain.”

“What, you’re a weatherman now?”

Genma adjusted his round glasses and snorted. “I haven’t been wrong about the weather yet, have I?”

Ranma muttered something barely audible, but Genma most certainly heard “Cursed Springs” at the end of it.

Genma stopped in mid step. “I heard that!”

“I’m just worried. We don’t have umbrellas, and I want to meet these so-called ‘gorgeous daughters’ this Tendo guy goes on about as a guy.”

Genma felt a small quailing of unease ripple through him at the mention of the girls. While Tendo had never been shy to praise the girls to heaven and back, the last couple letters had swung between hymnal praise and the ravings of someone sure the apocalypse was here. He was almost having second thoughts about subjecting his animal of a son to such saintly girls.

“Well?” Ranma asked with a huff, rolling his eyes. “Let’s get a move on then.”

Almost, but not really. “Be quiet boy, I’m just thinking.”

“Oh, so that’s what that burnt smell was.”

Genma thought of chasing his son about, but that’d waste too much time.

“Can it boy, we can’t keep them waiting.” Genma shuffled his pack a little, removing a small buckle that was digging into his back.

Though Ranma rolled his eyes, he picked up speed all the same once he was sure his father was lockstep behind him. Bad enough he’d be ran out of one heaven because of a certain affliction of his but now... Now he could see it before his eyes.

“Oooh, he’s so cute!” Yeah that’s just what they’d say... wait, he didn’t think that. Ranma’s head snapped to the side and he spied a couple of high school girls giving him the old eye. The two were on their way home from the nearby school when they happened across the handsome boy and his significantly less handsome father.

When he looked their way, the girl who verbally indicated him–the slightly taller of the two with her brown hair tied into twintails that rested on her shoulders–quickly averted her gaze towards her friend, a girl with darker hair tied up in a ponytail. Both quickly talked among each other and giggled excitedly as they stole glances his way.

Right away, the first thing Ranma noticed was how healthy they were. Both girls had figures reminiscent of an insane Chinese girl's, or at least what Ranma remembered of her bouncy curvy figure amidst the blood-curdling terror. The ponytail girl in particular had probably the second biggest pair of tits he'd seen to date, while the twin-tail girl was easily a close third.

It took him several seconds to remember that the two girls had faces, too, and to his enjoyment they were both very cute faces.

Hot damn! he thought before he smiled and nodded to them. “Hey.”

The two girls looked to one another and giggled again, before the short busty girl spoke. “Hey yourself, stranger! Welcome to Nerima. I'm Sayuri, and this is Yuka-chan, who would you be?”

“I'm Ranma Saotome,” he made no effort to be humble as he strolled over to the two of them. “I'm just a wandering martial artist, looking to hang around here for a few days.”

Genma gave an annoyed snort. One moment concerned about the sky opening up on him, and the next bantering with attractive girls. He really didn’t need to be wasting time with this.

“Oh, a martial artist?” Sayuri asked.

Ranma folded his arms and smirked. “The strongest you’ll ever meet.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Sayuri said. “We know a lot of strong martial artists around here.”

Ranma’s smirk grew. “Well, wait until you get to know

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