Disclaimer: I own nothing here. Not the characters, not the music. Nothing! Break Stuff by Limp Bizkit Ranma ½ by Takahashi Rumiko and the respective companies. *** "What?!" P-chan stirred, his little snout sniffling at the air. Akane's voice sounded out again. "Oh Ranma!" Ryoga narrowed his eyes, "Yes! Yes Ranma! I will marry you!" It's just one of those days when you don't wanna wake up. Everything is FUCKED! Everybody SUCKS! You don't really know why, but you wanna justify... Rippin' someone's head off! In that instant, the world disappeared from Ryoga's view. Nothing at all. Just red. Only red. Everything was red. Just then Akane burst into the room. He looked up at her tearful eyes, Akane wiped her tears and flashed the small modest diamond ring at her 'pet' "Oh P-chan! Ranma proposed! A real proposal! Not some lousy two bit engagement! A real proposal!" She hugged him and twirled around the room, "I'm so happy!" She said, not feeling the rising heat seeping from Ryoga. No human contact. And if you interact, "P-chan! Come back!" Yelled Akane as Ryoga leapt out of her arms and ran out the door and along the hallway. Akane blinked as he vanished out of sight, "Wow! Didn't know he could run that fast." Your life is on contract. Your best bet is to stay away, motherfucker. Ryoga dashed into the bathroom in record time, for once in his life, his rage actually got him where he wanted. IT'S JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS! It's all about the he says, she says bull shit. Back in human form his mind began to swim with images and voices. Scenes of Ranma and Akane fighting. Both their voices rising to fever pitch as they argued. Neither of them showing any form of affection or civility. I think you better quit lettin' shit slip. OR YOU'LL BE LEAVIN' WITH A FAT LIP! It's all about the he says, she says bull shit. I think you better quit talkin' that shit. "AAAAAARRRGGGHHH!" The sink collapsed as he applied pressure on it. However, he wasn't satisfied with just trashing the sink. "Oh no. Just a little sink won't do." He grinned at his reflection. Mild rage induced insanity just showing through his jade green eyes. Over at Ucchan's Okominyaki-ya.... "Hey Ran-chan! Why the smile today?" Ranma bounced into the restaurant all smiles, "Ucchan! I've got great news!" "Really?" It's just one of those days, feelin like a freight train. "I proposed to Akane!" First one to complain leaves with a bloodstain. Time stopped for Ukyo, "Wha?" Ranma, being his usual oblivious self, continued, "And she said yes!" Ukyo was flabbergasted, She screwed her eyes shut and shook her head, re-arranging her thoughts, "YOU DID WHAT?!" Ranma shrank back slightly, "Geez, Ucchan... you don't have to shout. Don't get all riled up now." But Ukyo wasn't listening.... Damn right, I'm a maniac, you better watch your back... Cuz I'm fuckin' up your program. "You did what?" She repeated slowly and clearly, trying to keep from making a scene. "I proposed to Akane. I did what you said." "What?" Ranma smiled, "I asked what girls liked and how they liked being talked too. Remember?" "So I did what you said and bit the bullet." And then you're stuck up. You just lucked up, "It feels good to let it out." He mused. Ukyo cracked her knuckles. Ranma blinked, "What's up? You look a little pale." Next in line to get fucked up. "Leave." "Huh?" "I said: Leave." "Ucchan... I know... I know this is sudden... but... you're still my best friend..." Your best bet is to stay away, motherfucker. "GET OUT!" IT'S JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS! All eyes were on the pigtailed martial artist as he backed away from his childhood friend, "Ucchan... please... you're blowing this..." It's all about the he says, she says bull shit. "Shut up! I don't want to listen!" She snapped, "You left all of us hanging. Hanging onto hopes and dreams." Ranma held out his arms, "Ucchan... I... I'm just not good with this sort of thing..." I think you better quit lettin' shit slip. "Oh? Then what? String along three girls for four years until you make a decision on your own sweet time!? Damn you!" "Ucchan!" "I SAID: GET OUT!" OR YOU'LL BE LEAVIN' WITH A FAT LIP! "Lies... All lies..." Her mind reeled as Ranma whispered his apologies and left. A elderly female customer got up and tried to consul the young chef as her shoulders shook, trying to hold back tears. It's all about the he says, she says bull shit. "Damn you Saotome! Liar!" "He's not worth it then dear." Said the lady, offering Ukyo a tissue, "There's probably someone out there much better for you." The old lady's words worked a little, Ukyo blinked tears out of her eyes and stood up, "I'm sorry about that." Her customers shook their heads, "No. No. It's okay Kuonji-san. You're not at fault." Ukyo smiled at their words of comfort. But no matter what they said she still had a growing, burning pain in her soul. I think you better quit talkin' that shit, punk. SO COME AND GET IT! "RANMA!" A wall crumbled into dust as Ryoga burst through. "Whoa! P-chan! Where's the fire?" Said Ranma hopping away from the dust cloud. He got a good look at Ryoga, slightly hunched over, fingers hooked into claws. "You alright?" Asked Ranma eyeing his rival I feel like shit... My suggestion is to keep your distance, Cuz right now I'm dangerous. Ryoga just snorted. Ranma knew where this was going, "Hey I love her and she loves me. So don't go psycho on me now okay?" Ryoga arched an eyebrow, "Oh? What? Am I supposed to listen to you? Shut up and fight!" Ranma barely had time to move as Ryoga leapt at him, hands intent on doing as much damage as possible. We've all felt like shit, And been treated like shit. After apologizing to her present customers, Ukyo packed their food and closed up the restaurant. There was only one thought on her mind. "Find Ranma." She gripped her spatula, "And make him pay." She caught herself, "What the hell am I saying?" "I can't!" She moaned, clenching her fists. A nearby explosion shook her out of her thoughts. She watched as a plume of smoke rose into the air. "Ranma." She said icily. All those motherfuckers that wanna step up. I hope you know I pack a chainsaw. Both fighters stood their ground. Ranma was panting as sweat rolled down his face. "Damn! He's not letting up!" "Damn right Ranma." Grinned Ryoga. It was a malicious grin. One Ranma didn't like. I'll skin your ass raw. "Pig boy... what the hell do you think you're doing?!" The lost boy spat back his answer, "Relieving stress." And if my day keeps goin this way I just might... Break something tonight. Ukyo rounded the corner, "Ranma?" She noted the other individual with less venom, "Ryoga?" Ranma looked beyond Ryoga's shoulder, "Ucchan?" "Don't come any closer! Ryoga's gone nuts!" Ryoga blinked and looked back, "Ukyo?" Ranma saw his opponent look away, "Only one shot for this." He leapt at Ryoga, foot outstretched. Ukyo saw Ranma move, "Ryoga! Watch out!" Ranma blinked in mid-air, "Ucchan? Why did you...?" Ryoga caught Ranma by the ankle and yanked him out of the air. I pack a chainsaw. I'll skin your ass raw. And slammed him into the pavement. And if my day keeps goin this way I just might... Break something tonight. "Ucchan? Why?" Ranma twisted back up, feet clipping Ryoga on the jaw, sending the lost boy staggering back. Ukyo didn't reply. Ryoga's punch screamed through the air. Ranma weaved around the flurry of subsequent punches, finally moving around Ryoga and placing him in a full-nelson lock. I pack a chainsaw. A growl of pure rage rumbled from Ryoga's throat as he struggled to get free. "Damn it! Cool it!" Shouted Ranma I'll skin your ass raw. And if my day keeps goin this way I just might... With one final shrug, Ryoga pulled free and lifted Ranma up by the collar. BREAK YOUR FUCKIN' FACE TONIGHT!!! GIMME SOMETHIN TO BREAK!!! The fight resumed as punches and kicks were traded. Ukyo watched with part concern and part mirth as Ryoga's punches got through and made their mark on Ranma GIMME SOMETHIN TO BREAK!!! A solid fist got in and sent Ranma tumbling to the ground. Ryoga arched his back and took in a deep breath. Ranma flipped back up and swiped at his feet. Ryoga tripped and fell face first into Ranma's knee. Blood flew. "I've got to stop this." Ukyo thought aloud, "They're going to kill each other." She snapped her fingers, "Akane." JUST GIMME SOMETHIN TO BREAK!!! HOW BOUT YOUR FUCKIN' FACE?! Both boys rushed at each other. For Ranma, he had no choice. Ryoga wasn't backing down. So why should he? For Ryoga, he just felt like breaking something. Who better to break than Ranma? I HOPE YOU KNOW I PACK A CHAINSAW! (What?!) A foot zipped past Ryoga's left cheek, the force of the wind cutting his flesh. A CHAINSAW! (What?!) An elbow buried itself into the small of Ranma's back. A MOTHERFUCKIN' CHAINSAW (What?!)... Two legs shot out and impacted at the same moment. A crackle of energy surged between the fighters before breaking off. Both stared at each other. Ranma wiped the blood from his lips. Ryoga was no better. Ryoga took a deep breath and yelled. SO COME AND GET IT! It's all about the he says, she says bull shit. I think you better quit lettin' shit slip. OR YOU'LL BE LEAVIN WITH A FAT LIP! It's all about the he says, she says bull shit. I think you better quit talkin' that shit, punk. SO COME AND GET IT! "STOP!" Ryoga turned at the sound of Akane's voice, "Akane-san?" Ranma's punch hit home. Ryoga was wide eyed as he hit the hard pavement. He looked up as another pair of legs came into view. "Uky... Ukyo?" He coughed, wiping the spittle and blood from his mouth. Akane ran past him and helped Ranma up. Ryoga half expected Ukyo to do the same. "Good god! You jackass! What the fuck did you think you were doing?" "Nice vocabulary Ukyo..." He half grinned, falling back down on his haunches. Ukyo could see the tears welling in his eyes. He began to laugh a little, "No. Ryoga... don't go crazy on me." She said helping him up. "I lost." He mumbled, "I lost." Ukyo looked back as Akane tended to Ranma, gently stroking his hair back. He slapped her hands away playfully, saying that he didn't need any help. Ukyo tore her eyes away from the scene, "We both did sugar. We both lost." Author's note: Or maybe they both won? Hehehe. I still feel this song is more for Mousse.