fandomhighdorms | The Gym, Monday Evening, around 8;00 pm

Ranma walks in and calls to her, his voice is the higher pitched one and when she turns she'll notice he's a girl. //Yo Setsuna-san//

Sakurazaki was getting pretty into her workout, loving the feel of sweat running down her back for a completely voluntary activity, but she was still watching the door, waiting for Ranma-san. She wanted to surprise him, sort of jump on him and catch him off guards, but she never imagined she'd be the one to be surprised.

After all, she was pretty tired at the end of that night. When the door swung open and a red-haired, green-eyed girl walked in, Sakurazaki was disappointed that it wasn't him, but also because she planned on keeping to watch the door so she wouldn't be able to introduce herself to the new student.

It's surprising enough that the girl knew her by her name name. But then it hits Sakurazaki. And Sakurazaki, losing most of her motor skills for a moment, loses her grip and hits the floor, falling from the bars in a very shocked state.

Pushing herself up with one hand while rubbing her neck with the other, her face twists in pain as she addresses the situation. //"R..R...Ranma-san! You're a girl!!"//

He's embarassed. //I wish you wouldn't look so shocked... I thought you already saw me this way.//

//"Well, I...I have, but...but that doesn't mean I expect to see you just walking around this way!"//

There is a slightly angry tone to her voice. This foils all her plans! Sakurazaki isn't sure if she can hit a girl. Not unless there were swords or at least bokken involved!

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Slowly, Sakurazaki stood up, straightening the ties of her hamaka. Her mind is slightly plotting, wondering if she can find an inconspicuous way to obtain some hot water....

She looked girl Ranma-san (or should she start using -chan?), wondering if she could will herself to want to continue with her plans, but it just wasn't the same. If anything, she just wasn't...Ranma enough right now. It would be like challenging a stranger...And...

//"I can't believe you have bigger breasts than me..."//

She didn't mean to say that one out loud; it just sort of slipped. But hearing herself say it did help solve the "I don't want to hit her" problem.

//SHUT UP!// If he can't hold this over someone, like he would have done with Akane or someone who tried harder to push his buttons, this time it just made him mad.

//You think I want to hear I'm a good looking girl?!// He looks annoyed. This girl thing, maybe it wasn't such a good idea. But he's never back down after saying he'd stay this way until tomorrow.

The reaction really suprises Sakurazaki. Her eyes get a little wider. She wonders slightly if he gets feminine traits to go along with the transformation, and his outburst definately suggests so. She definately keeps that thought to herself, and her mind drifts slightly to Ayaka-sama...

...And then to Asuna-san. The hair colour wasn't quite the same, and there were two green eyes instead of one, but she had trained with Asuna-san for awhile. Maybe...

//"Well, I don't exactly know what you'd want to hear..."// It is pretty hard not to talk about how cute she was, because, let's face it, Ranma id cute. Sakurazaki blushed slightly for such a thought, and then shakes her head. Think back to training with Asuna-san. //"Although I should say that I invited...errm, you down here for a fight. I've been itching for some training...and, um..."//

This is hard to do with a girl. She tries to take herself back to the other night, by the fense, her little kick and the development into their face. //"Well, it's not swords, so I figured I'd challenge you to something you might have a chance at. Hand-to-hand combat."//

She grins, waiting for a response, trying to keep her eyes above he neckline.

Caught off guard, //Fight me? Are you sure you don't want to use your sword? I can dodge it.// He's arrogant still. At least he still has that. But the turth is that he can.

He wonders a bit about that blush but he's as oblivious as the next stupid male so he doesn't think much of it.

//"I can't use my sword because I don't have my sword,"// the cockiness affects her; an attitude from Sakurazaki is rare, but Ranma-san seems to bring it out of her. //"Besides, I haven't met many other students; I dont' want to completely kill one of the few people I do know so soon."//

She spreads her legs slightly, bending down into a preperatory stance, lifting stiffly verticle hands. //"Come on, what do you say? I'm itching for some training, Ranma-san. Show me what you've got."//

//Pahh. You asked for it. I dare you to hit me. Just try it.// He falls into his own fighting stance. He's not one to triffle with in his element, even when he's a girl he's a force of nature when it comes to martial arts.

Sakurazaki arches her eyebrow over a slight grin, maintaining a confident facade, but her heart is racing. What is she doing? She knows she's worthless without a sword. But, ultimately, wasn't that why she was doing it? She needed to improve; Ranma-san was how she would do it.

She considered her options for her first attack. It had been so long, and all her training with a sword had to be put in the back of her mind. She charges forward, pulling her right arm back as if to send a punch right across Ranma's face, only to use the momentum to plant her right foot in place, bend down low, and turn back to her left. She tucks her left leg up as she turns, and shoots it out when she reaches him, a kick aimed for Ranma's stomach.

Ranma nimbly jumps clean over the kick, increasing the height of his jump by tucking his feet up. A swish is heard as the kick connects with only air.

A jump, huh? Sakurazaki quickly recalls his balance on the fence, the way he jumped up to mount that, and the way he remained balanced the whole time he was up there. This would be an upward focused fight....

She allows her kick to follow through he air, body following with it, but only for a second. The moment her foot touches the gym floor, she's springing up, slightly forward. Her right leg is tucked up close to her knee, and her right arm reaches out, hoping to grab Ranma's ankle or, if she can jump high enough, his shirt, to pull him down. Perhaps not the most honourable tactic, but an effective one, she hopes.

Though he gets grabbed by the bottom of his shirt, he is ready to regain control. He lets himself be pulled down and land purposely on his back in order to push his feet up to her stomach and toss her over him. He's working this all really fast without pauses and it's doubtful she could avoid getting thrown. (but she can dodge if you have a way to)

All the while that she's being flipped, Sakurazaki's thinking about what a good move that was. She lands flat on her back, and is winded, but only for a second. She rolls to her left, using the momentum of the movement to get her to her feet. She charges toward Ranma again, throwing three quick hits at him: an elbow to his sternum with the right, followed by the right fist quickly moving up toward the face, and then a straight swing with the left as she moves the right back, left hand flat and sharp.

He stood up in time to dodge two of the three with just little leans, the final blow hits him and pushes back a foot or two and he can't help but saying "Ophf!" which is mostly just a sound.

He shakes that off fast and, since he's mad he got hit he won't let it happen again, he intends to taunt her too. He gets past her arms and has his face right up to hers very suddenly and they're nose to nose for a fleeting moment before her srings clean over her and lands behind her. He aims a shoves at her back, not a punch because that would hurt, just a push, only hard enough to knock her over if she isn't ready for it.

The closeness of Ranma's taunt drew Sakurazaki out of the battle for a moment; she had forgot that hand-to-hand combat required closeness. Gone was the comfort of distance given to swordfighting, and Sakurazaki was not good with people being that close to her, much less right up to her face, much less a pretty girl who used to be a young man who she all too recently happened to have an unwelcome inappropriate thought about.

Sakurazaki was slightly winded again, and flushed as well, but she was able to zip herself back into the moment when Ranma disappeared before her. However, her recovery was slow. Still, she was quick enough that the shove ended up pushing her arm into her body instead of her back. She staggered, slightly, and countered by sending another high kick with her left as she completed the turn.

Ranma leaned back easily into a full bridge. After her kick zipped over him , he sprung back to be fully standing in a flash and he hopped back a few feet putting up a hand. //Setsuna-san. Maybe we should stop. You look like you have a fever.// He's refering to the blushing. And man if you think about that bridge, anyone might blush.

//"I'm fine!"// She shouts; the anger in her voice is more for herself than him, though. How could she let herself get lost in a moment like that? The error (and how angry she was about it) only fueled her sudden fustration and flustered approach.

She wasn't going to charge again, though. She'd been playing the offense too much; it was time to see what she might need to use in defense. //"Come on!"// she said, although it came out a little breathless. She was in a prepratory stanse now, and she motioned with the stiff blades of her hands. //"Your move."//

He looks a bit mad that she's calling him out again. //You'll regret that."// He run at her, straight on, but then near the last seocnd hops to the side and kicks at her side with his foot parallel to tha ground. It's at about Belt height.

It's an impressive move, but an easy one for someone swift like Sakurazaki to avoid with just a side step away from the kick. But just as quickly as she steps away, she moves back in with a bladed hand coming down from above, focused on the neck area, but it, potentially, could work against the side of the head or the shoulder.

...Sakurazaki wasn't good at keeping on the defense.

Ranma doesn't wit for the to connect. He goes to get her feet out from under her by ducking and sweeping a low kick at her ankles.

Suddenly, she feels her feet being kicked out from underneath her. She thinks quickly and tucks her legs up, giving her a bit more time to land on her feet and only slightly prostrate, her hand pushing her up off the ground before she can even come close to touching it. It's awkward, though, and she staggers back up in a way that makes her unfortunately very open.

He's going with the flow right now or else he wouldn't have done his next move. The opening makes him; he aims a fast kick at her stummbling frame.

The kick connects, but this is a good thing. Sakurazaki needs something to get her back on track, and the stumbling pain forces her to realize that she can't let herself go. She lets out a grunt and then just completely throws herself forward, putting all her weight into a punch that, hit or miss, will send her staggering to the floor again.

Ranma jumps over it, he's much more ready and balanced right now because this is getting his addrenaline up. He lands behind her again, waiting for her punch to finish.

She begins to feel herself tilting forward from the momentum, but she uses it to toss herself into a flip, kicking her legs up over her eyes and channeling up the natural ability to sort of soar to help her over. She lands facing Ranma, letting out a deep breath, and setting herself up for the defensive again.

...She chooses the defensive partly because she's starting to get too winded to charge forward anymore. She's starting to think she needs more work on this than she originally thought.

Ranma goes as if to punch with his left but it was just a distraction as he flicks her in the nose lightly with his right hand. //Hah! An opening!// He gives a mischevious grin, playing with her more than fighting.

First, Sakurazaki is surprised. Second, she's infuriated. //"Hey!"// Her eyes narrow. The third emotion registers: a need for revenge.

//"If you're going to play like that....!"//

With quick, shuffling steps, she creates some distance between them, backing up. And then she charges forward, throwing her shoulders down, head down, arms ready to wrap around him and tackle him down as she barrels into him, a shout propelling her the entire way.

Ranma, not expecting this AT ALL, is actually plowed into and lands on his back with her ontop of him. He's beet red in moments, people are never so close to him. Especially people who are girls. He reacts much like a frightened grade schooler running from cooties and he flails his arms. //Setsuna-san!//

Oddly enough, Sakurazaki responds in almost the exact same way. She really didn't know what came over her; she was pursuing a moment and had completely lost her sense of decency in the process. The moment she heard that high pitched voice call out her name and the unexpected squish of breasts against hers, though, it returned with a vengengence.

Her face burns a brilliant scarlet as she pushes herself off of Ranma. //"OH my God!"// she gushes, hands wringing. "Oh my...I...I...I am so sorry, Ranma-san! I...I...I just...I...I'm sorry!!"//

She bows repeatedly, one quick nod of the head for each step she takes backwards. //"Oh, man, I'm so sorry! I just guess I got caught up in a moment..."//

She refuses too look at him.

He feels bad now... like it was his fault because he made her do that? He has no good sense of logic so he takes it as his fault.

He's looking down after he gets up. He has no idea how to respond. //Are you okay...? You didn't hurt yourself right? I thought I heard something crack.//

//"Ah, no, no, I'm okay,"// she's holding a hand to her pounding, overheated head. //"I, um, I really didn't mean to do that...how about you? You okay? I didn't squish you too bad, did I?"//

She weighs about 130 pounds at best; it's a really ridiculous question.

//Have I told you how often a panda has fallen on me? Don't worry about it...// He's trying to make her feel better but he's really embarassed himself. He's covering his cheeks with his hands so that no one can see he's still blushing. Especially not her. He wonders why almost all the other guys at school are totally smooth around girls where he, someone who can actually BECOME ONE, gets his nerves sent packing for the hill.

//"A panda, huh? I guess you're definately okay, then."//

Sakurazaki wasn't, though. This was wretchedly, painfully embarrassing.

//"Um, I guess you won this round, Ranma-san...Next time, I'll try not, um....do that."//

He nods. //Well... Setsuna-san. What happened this weekend that made you run off. You never told me.// He hopes this will make it less awkward. ~~Fat chance Ranma.~~ He's managed to shake off the blush now.

Her eyes widen, and her voice cracks a little as she talks. //"You want to talk about that? Now?"//

She a little flabbergasted, still flustered from what she did.

He doesn't realize how his bluntness and poor sense of timing has a bad effect on people. //Well I just remembered.//

Sakurazaki's palm meets her forehead.

//"Well, I think we can add that to something to discuss over the tea I still owe you..."//

//You can't tell me now?// Ranma is really duh. He doens't understand why it was to be another time. He doesn't understand why she want's to wait to tell him.

//"Ranma-san...It's getting late, we've just been sparring, and I still haven't gotten over my embarrasment. And it's kind of a detailed story...I really think it's best to leave to another day."//

//Sure. I'll wait then.// He guesses this is good enough explaination. He brushes past her as he runs back up to his room, he calls as he goes, //Night Setsuna-san!//

...She's left blinking after him. //"Good night....Ranma-san...."//

Ranma could have never fought with a girl as a GUY but now he could fight her, so he lets himself be more excitable than usual, //Some guy squirted me with a squirt gun and then when I said I hated transforming he got into a tirade about robots and to prove I'm going to stop whining about it I'm staying a girl tonight.//

~~*John pops in with popcorn and shouts "You're Welcome!" to Setsuna.*~~

((*Joins in the newbie flail*))

[[PPsssh, you just wanted to use your OOC icon some more]]

((Nothing is funnier than ranma covered in garbage making a face like that))

The Gym, Monday Evening, around 8;00 pm

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because I don't have a blushy girl icon yet XD

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Icon is just to prove I did it. hehehe

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