Normality is Overrated by Quin

Yuki Hosono was an ordinary girl. She had a normal family, and a little brother named Shun. Her family even owned a nice summer hut on the beach not too far from where she lived. Unfortunately, where she lived was the most un-ordinary thing about her. That’s right folks, Yuki had the misfortune of living in Nerima, probably the most wacky and insane neighborhood in Japan. The Hosono’s, like the rest of Nerima citizens, had gotten used to flying chairs, bras, people, and even Pantyhose Taro’s (when the occasion called). Yuki tried to live a normal life. She had excellent grades in school. Not to mention, she had two good friends, one who was actually in the center of Nerima’s craziness. Akane Tendo, renowned fiancée of Ranma Saotome, probably one of the best martial artists in the whole of Japan (if not the world) was her best friend. Her other friend hadn’t been around since she moved, but Kagome Higurashi was always in touch with Yuki, even when the poor girl was burdened with Leukemia.

Yuki was always on the sidelines of Nerima’s constant battles, fiancée feuds, and even the little romance that happened once in a while. But she never expected to be apart of it. Ever. As in Never Ever.

Unfortunately for her, she was friends with the two most popular girls in Nerima. And that wasn’t always in a good way.

“Ah, what a day…” Yuki rose from her sleeping spot on the living room couch. She really had to compliment the construction workers. They did an absolutely fabulous job on the beach hut.
The sun had just risen above the horizon, and Yuki was hungry. Getting up at 6:00 in the morning does that to some people. ‘The best thing about summer…’ Yuki thought to herself, as she poured a cup of tea, ‘is not having to worry about school, or battles, or panty raiders, or property destruction….’ The reason that Yuki worried about property destruction at all, was because her house had been the center of many unfortunate onslaughts. Ryoga Hibiki, another martial artist, had visited their home by destroying their walls. Shampoo, a Chinese Amazon and supposed bridal candidate for Saotome, had delivered ramen through the bathroom wall. Yuki sighed happily. Here, in this very hut, she was alone to herself. Her parents had thought it best to leave her alone for the day, and Shun (the little sweetie) had agreed to let her rest.

Yuki looked outside. Today was going to be fabulous. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, even the wind was singing. Don’t get me wrong. Yuki liked the craziness that was Nerima, but she was starting to get tired of all the destruction, the unexpected, and even the impossible happening on her doorstep. Yuki looked away from the scenery and looked in the mirror. She put her hand on her head and chuckled nervously. She didn’t think she was that bad looking. Black wavy hair and, well…kind of weird eyes, she stood out from the crowd. Her eyes were a misty black, with an outer ring of blue. Yuki, at least, thought they looked cool.

Today was going to be an extra-special day. Not only were her two friends finally going to meet each other, they were going to stay the week at her beach hut. Yuki was fidgeting with barely-contained glee. She stopped when she glanced at the clock.

“AAIEEE!!!” she screamed while running to her room. It was already past 8:30, and her friends were going to arrive at 9:00! She frantically dug out a pair of shorts, and a black (rather skin-tight) tank top that revealed her stomach. Slipping on a pair of flip-flops, she rushed out of her room, out of the hut, and onto the sand at exactly 9:00 am. She was quickly greeted by the sight of a whole mass of people, only two of which she recognized on the spot.

“Kagome-chan! Akane-chan!” she yelled into the mass of people. The aforementioned turned in her direction.
“Yuki-chan!” answered the two enthusiastic replies. Yuki barely had time to move before she was glomped lovingly by her best friends in the world. After a minute or two, she stepped out of her friends’ embrace and smiled. Kagome and Akane looked at each other.
“‘Who’s she?’” they both asked Yuki at the same time. Yuki smiled brightly, though inwardly, her heart was beating a very worried pace.
“Akane-chan, meet Higurashi, Kagome,” she proclaimed diplomatically, “Kagome-chan, Tendo, Akane.” The two girls looked at each other in mutual appraisal. Kagome smiled suddenly, and grasped Akane’s hand.
“I think I’ve heard about you,” whispered Kagome with what seemed like reverence, “Akane Tendo, fiancée to Ranma Saotome?” Akane’s eyes grew wide. Then her face turned into a frown.
“Yes, that’s me. Though I don’t understand how you could know…?”