Disclaimer: Ranma 1/two and all related wacky and great characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi and are used with out permission for non-profit use. If you don't know Ranma 1/two, I highly recommend you click over to the Linkage page and head for the Anime Turnpike for explanations. I've tried explaining how everyone's related before (with diagrams!) and it's just too hard to attempt in a brief summary….

Nightmare Dream

By Icka! M. Chif

Just a normal day in Nermia, Ranma thought as he preformed one of his katas in the Tendo Dojo. He wasn't sure if that was a bad thing or a good thing.

He'd woken up to Akane finding that P-Chan had wandered in some time during the night and had glomped onto the pig like she was afraid he was going to suddenly leave again. Which, knowing Ryoga, was a distinct possibility.

His father had pushed him into the pond during sparring, then proceeded to eat all of Ranma's food while he'd been changing back. So he'd missed breakfast.

Tsubasa decided to jump out of a fire hydrant as he and Akane had been leaving for school. They'd simply thrown him in a nearby canal for a much needed bath. The way Tsubasa stank, Ranma had almost wished he were afraid of dogs instead of cats...

Shampoo'd glomped him on the way to school, making him late yet again.

Then Kuno had attacked him in the hallways while he'd been standing out there, holding the buckets. And, of course, the water had splashed him and Kuno had glomped him. Or her, as his form had been at the time.

Ukyo and Akane had had a glaring contest during lunch, he'd never found out what that was about, which had ended up with Akane running around chasing him with that blasted mallet of hers while Nabiki took pictures and Ukyo took pot shots at him with her sharpened spatulas.

He'd been attacked again after school by Kodachi who tried to poison him with some sort of dust after glomping him.

Then Shampoo had glomped him once more on the way home from school. Unfortunately, fate in the form of a garden hose had chosen that time to turn him female, yet again. And in front of Akane too, which, predictably made her mad at him, of course.

Once he'd gotten free of her, he'd been glomped by Mousse, mistaking him for Shampoo.

Ryoga had decided that it was the perfect time to continue their fight as soon as he'd stepped in the gate. Ranma had booted him to China, which brought him to where he was presently, doing katas in the Dojo glad the day was almost over.

"Ranma?" Akane's voice called from outside the Tendo Dojo.

"In here." He shouted back. She was probably wondering where P-Chan was now.

He heard footsteps then Akane walked in. She looked thoughtful for once. He took that as a good sign. Usually if she was going to pummel him, she'd either look mad or *shudder* cheerful. "Hey, Akane. What's up?" He asked.

"We need to talk." She said, putting her hands on her hips.

"Okay." He said, continuing the kata.

"About getting married."

Gack! He froze in mid motion, his brain locking up. "Okay..."

"Relax, Ranma. I have no intention of marring a pervert like you." She smirked, holding a hand out to someone out of his line of sight. He marginally relaxed.

That is, until he heard her next words.

"Ranma, meet my husband to be."

Mousse walked in and took her hand, smiling gently down at her.

Akane smiled back.

"What?!" He shouted. This, this was impossible! Never in a million years- Glomp!

Shampoo had wrapped herself around him and was purring contently. He tried to worm out of it, the Akane-with-mallet reflex setting in. Akane didn't move toward him however, merely leaned contently against Mousse.

"Oh, dear." Nabiki sighed melodramatically as she walked in. "I guess this means you won't be living with us anymore, Ranma. I mean, after all, if you're not going to marry my little sister, there's not much use for you, now is there?"

"What? No-"

"RAN-MA!!!" Mr. Tendo made his appearance, in full daemon head mode. His Pop followed, agitatedly waving several signs.

"No! Wait! This is all a big mistake! I don't wanna- gurk!" There was a tap on his back and he found he couldn't move.

"That will be enough of that, Son-in-law." Came the wizen sound of the old ghoul. "Mousse is now Akane's fiancé. He will be staying here to take over the Tendo Dojo while you will come with us."

Soun looked between Mousse and Ranma for a second, daemon head fading. Then he began to cry. "My little girl is getting married!" He cheered.

"Ranma marry Shampoo now, yes?" Shampoo mewed happily, snuggling up against him. "We be very happy together."

"I'm sure the two of you will have a nice life together with the Josuketzu." Mousse smirked. "You do know how to cook and clean, don't you?"

This had to be a joke. Some sort of sick and perverted joke. Any second now, everyone was going to laugh and it would turn out to be some sort of elaborate scheme cooked up by everyone to make him choose a wife. -Right?

He made the supreme effort of looking over at Akane. She giggled and wiggled her fingers at him cheerfully. "Have a nice life, Baka."

*That* was when Shampoo started to cart him away.

*****

"Aaahhhhhh!!!" Ranma sat up in bed in a cold sweat. He blinked, his eyes adjusting to the pre-dawn light. Beside him, his father in Panda form snored on, oblivious. He was in the guest bedroom of the Tendo Dojo, not back at the Amazon Village he realised with relief. He took a deep breath, relaxing. What a weird dream.

He glanced at the clock. Only about five minutes before the alarm went off for school. Might as well get up. Give him a chance to work off the effects of the dream.

"P-Chan!" Akane suddenly cheered from her room. "Am I glad to see you! Where have you been?"

Ranma froze, the strangest sense of deja vu passing over him…

Fin.