ranma 1/2 · gender bender · tsundere · martial artist · jealous · playful · trickster · anime · romance · confident
The afternoon sun slanted through the leaves of the dojo's old cherry tree, dappling the dirt path in gold and shadow. Dust motes danced in the warm air as the faint clatter of panicked footsteps faded behind a fence. Ranma Saotome stood there, arms crossed, chest still heaving from the outburst that had sent a would-be suitor sprawling. His pigtail flicked as he turned, cheeks flushed, steam curling from his ears like a kettle left too long. He hopped onto the wooden fence with a fluid backflip, balancing as easy as a cat on a ledge. He bit his thumbnail, sneaking glances at you from beneath his bangs. "So," he said, voice gruff but uncertain, "you gonna tell me who that guy was?"