Ranma ½ Mermaid Ukyo - tentative title

Lawra

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Idea

Work sucks and I have too many things rolling around in my head right now, so something non-serious comes out.

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Being careful not to slip on the slick rocks, Kuonji Ukyo warily made her way along the shore. Every so often she felt an urge to visit this place again. On the right day with the right sea conditions it was a really beautiful spot but for the most part it was just waves crashing endlessly against rocks that would tear her to ribbons if she was in the water. Today it was mild, the water gently breaking and creating tiny sprays.

Finding a dry spot to sit down and spread out her lunch supplies, she was eager to finish her ritual and leave. It’s not like anyone else would ever want to come out here but occasionally she thought she saw a flash of red out in the water. It was just a foolish hope though. Unpacking some sushi she had made this morning, Ukyo waited for her portable griddle to warm up so she could cook a small okonomiyaki.

“Ukyo!” A melodious male voice greeted happily and she looked back down the shore to see if someone had followed her. “You came!” The same excited voice called out from a direction opposite the shore.

Ukyo slowly turned her head to see the head and shoulders of a black haired boy bobbing up and down casually in the surf. “No--no, he can’t be real.” She rubbed desperately at her eyes and looked again to see that he wasn’t going away. “This can’t be happening.” She repeated, forgetting her cooking supplies to rush down the beach away from the boy. “No more doctors, nuh uh, no way.”

“Ukyo wait up!” He yelled after her.

“Go away!” She shouted back, not turning to back to acknowledge his existence.

“I have something important to tell you!”

“Don’t care!” Ukyo nearly slipped on a rock but caught herself.

“But!”

“Leave me alone!” She finally looked out at him and shouted, feet slipping out from under her, and sending her crashing head first into a sharp stone.

zx

Ten years ago

Ukyo stood defiantly, giant spatula in her small hands as she battled the sea itself. Having cast her net into the raging sea to catch fish for her sushi, her okonomiyaki grill sizzled angrily nearby as the salt water sprayed onto its surface. Training in this way was dangerous, but she would face any risk, overcome any obstacle, all to become the best okonomiyaki chef in all of Japan!

The sea swelled, rising up to overtake her position, and she readied her spatula. The water parted by a mighty swing as the wave crashed over her position. Celebrating her great victory over the forces of mother nature, she was unprepared as all the water caught her from behind as the remnants of the wave attempted to return to the sea.

Crying out in surprise as her feet were knocked out from beneath her and she was pulled into the water, Ukyo released her spatula and struggled to grab anything to stop herself. Her tiny hands found nothing and she fell helplessly into the frigid water. Tumbling helplessly at the mercy of the waves, something sharp caught her side, and she quickly found herself hopelessly tangled in her net.

Futily kicking at her legs as best she could, the net held her down, while her breath quickly ran out. In the dark water, she made out a shape barely bigger than herself pass through her vision before she was grabbed around the waist, and pulled towards the surface. Finally breaking the surface, she coughed out water, and tried to take in a deep breath.

Unable to hear anything over the roar of the water, she waited helplessly as someone pulled her to safety. Occasionally she felt the beat of something against her legs and her head kept dipping below the surface; keeping her disoriented and unable to focus. Violently tumbling into wet sand, her savior pulled her further to be just out of the reach of the waves.

“You okay?” A little kid questioned from her side with a musical lilt. “Can you-- uh-- is it breathe?”

Ukyo chose that moment to cough out the last bits of water from her mouth. “Net.” She gagged, now wrapped up so tightly that she couldn’t breathe or move. Her eyes closed and she felt the other child struggling to free her from her fishing net. One of her small throwing spatulas ended up being needed, it’s sharp edge made quick work of the lines and in a moment she was free.

“Better?” Her saviour asked as she stared at the cloudy sky, a face suddenly appearing in her vision. Bright, almost abnormally large blue eyes peered down at her curiously, framed by long black hair tied into a ponytail at his neck, with eyebrow length bangs. “Never caught a human in a net before.” The other child smiled, showing pearly white teeth but missing one of his incisors.

“You saved me.” She struggled to pull herself up into a sitting position. Considering the cute face and pretty, lyrical voice, Ukyo decided the other child must also a girl.

“Aw it was nothin.” She laughed with a brief giggle, shifting to sit up next to her now.

Ukyo finally took in her saviours form, she looked to be her age judging by her size as she was looking directly into her eyes from the same height. She wasn’t wearing a top and her eyes widened when she looked lower. Instead of legs, just below the other child’s waist, she possessed a fish tail. Covered in bright red scales, it was slightly longer than human legs would have been, and ended in a pair of lighter, translucent red fins.

“Ahhh!” She screamed and back peddled away from the mythical creature.

“Ah?” The mermaid blinked several times. “Akane?” She suddenly asked in a panic and scrambled away from the water with her hands peddling through the sand, tail kicking wildly, to hide behind her back.

“Uh-- what are you doing?” She asked, thoroughly confused by the mermaids reaction.

“You were starting to say Akane, right?”

“No.”

“Oh good.” She released a giant sigh of relief and flopped onto her back.

“You-- you-- you’re a mermaid.” She stuttered.

“No I’m not, I’m a merman.” The other child puffed up his cheeks and chest then flicked his tail upwards. “Isn’t it obvious?”

“Sure.” Ukyo answered with an uncertain nod. The boy was very pretty and with how he sounded it was easy to make the mistake.

“Good.” He nodded and smiled happily. “I’m Ranma, what’s your name?” He asked, leaning in very close.

“I’m Ukyo.” She blushed at his proximity and leaned away, only for him to move even closer. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“So what were you doing out on the rocks?” He asked, giving her a tiny amount of space.

“I was training.” She slid away from him and straightened up proudly. “I’m going to become the best okonomiyaki chef in all of Japan!” She announced.

The boy blinked at her several times. “What’s okonomiyaki?” He asked.

“It’s the best-- that’s what!” She nodded curtly as though it answered his question in full. “Ohhh- If I had my griddle I could make you some.” Ukyo pouted. ‘If I had it, I could be the first one to serve okonomiyaki to a mermaid!’ She squealed internally in excitement at the prospect.

“I could come visit tomorrow.” Ranma offered, shifting so that he was sitting with his tail curled up underneath and to the side.

“Really?” She asked excitedly.

“Uh huh.” He nodded. “I love food.” He patted at his bare stomach.

“I’m also pretty good at sushi.” Ukyo added, grabbing a handful of the ruined net. “That’s why I had this, to catch fresh fish.”

“And what’s sushi?” Ranma leaned towards her again, waiting eagerly to hear her answer.

“It’s fish with--.” She paused. “Is it alright if it’s a surprise?”

His eyes lit up with excitement and he nodded rapidly.

“So when can I see you again?”

“How bout when the sun is highest in the sky?” He asked.

“Noon? But how will you know if it’s cloudy again?” She asked, not wanting to miss seeing him.

“It’ll be nice.” He suggested confidently.

“You promise to come back?” Ukyo chewed at her lower lip, willing to try tying him up if he was just going to vanish.

“I said I would.” Ranma nodded. “But I can’t stay, my big sis is waiting for me.”

“Okay.” She watched him paddle his arms in the sand to awkwardly slide on his stomach back into the surf, tail kicking erratically through empty air. Jumping up to her feet, Ukyo yelled after him, and waved her arms. “I’ll be waiting!”

As soon as she saw his bright red tail kick above the waves and vanish completely, she stopped flailing her arms and let them fall back to her side. Pinching herself to make sure she wasn’t dreaming, Ukyo started to giggle excitedly. “I met a mermaid!” She shouted and started to skip around the beach happily.
 

Lanceavalon

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#2
Everytime you start a new story I want to eat your still beating heart...
 

Lawra

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Lanceavalon said:
Everytime you start a new story I want to eat your still beating heart...
As much as I like that you and others enjoy my work. Every time I get a complaint like that, rather than a useful comment on that story or go in and bump a story you want to see continued, I want to start another story.

I'd rather be writing something than just staring at a story trying to do something for it.
 

Hawk

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#4
I think Lanceavalon may just not like your writing.

I find it rather hit or miss for me, some I like some I don't.

This one is rather amusing, though I'm wondering the point of the starting scene set 10 years in the future from the rest of the post. It seems rather pointless to the rest of the chapter.
 

Lawra

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inverted helix said:
I think Lanceavalon may just not like your writing.
I think he likes certain ones and would prefer I just stick with them.

This one is rather amusing, though I'm wondering the point of the starting scene set 10 years in the future from the rest of the post. It seems rather pointless to the rest of the chapter.
Was supposed to be a way to set things up before going back to explain the difference. But thinking about it, it would work better after since I ended up being somewhat verbose with the flashback, and it just gets swallowed up.
 

Lanceavalon

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#6
Starting a new story any new story when you have some many others just makes it easier to see you spreading yourself out to the point that you'll never finish any of them.
 

Revan

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#7
Wait, you expect fanfic authors to finish writing their stories? o_O
 

Dumbledork

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Revan said:
Wait, you expect fanfic authors to finish writing their stories? o_O
The whole idea is preposterous. Seriously? Authors finishing their stories?
 

Revan

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#9
There are more unfinished stories out there than finished ones.
 
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