Konnichi Wa ... So ^^ I'm still alive. Even if it doesn't look like it, it's a Ranma FF. I just had to change the names a bit ... But I tried to use similar names - well, the first letters stay the same ... and unfortunately the curses have to stay away T ^ T At the end of the day you will notice why ... I promise. .. Enough of the preface, let's start with "Wild, Wild West"
Legend: "..." = someone says something; {...} = someone thinks; # ... # = someone whispers; (...) own comments

"Raymond! You filthy villain! I'll pay you back!" A young man with black hair drew his gun. A shot went off, but it went nowhere. "What? How did he do that again?" The man looked around questioningly. "Well ... How often should I tell you that I'm too fast for your beloved weapon?" Another young man, also with black hair, stood behind the one who shot. (Man! Is that awkwardly worded ... It's time he got a name too ...) He grabbed his arms and folded them behind his back."So Ron? How many more times?" asked Raymond with a grin. “Let go of me, you bloody bastard!” Ron tore himself free and skillfully jumped away. "Then let's do it without weapons!" he yelled at his rival. Ray's look darkened. His long hair waved over his face. "What ..." he began slowly. "What is there to regulate? What can I do about it? I am innocent! If you want to regulate this with anyone, go to my father ..." he explained. "And what should your father change there, please?" asked Ron. "He can't change YOUR feelings!" he roared. "He can't change my feelings ... you're right. But this is not about my feelings, it's about yours!" Ray replied angrily. "This girl means nothing to me!" (So ... And are the first two people clear? ^^;)
"Smith! Old friend ... Did you hear what your son just said about my daughter?" An older man leaned over the counter of his saloon and shook his buddy, whom he had grabbed by the collar."Yeah ... But ... He didn't mean it ... Sure, Trade!" Smith nodded, or tried as far as his pose would allow.
"What? Are you talking about my engagement to that fool again?" A young girl with long blue hair came down the stairs. She wore a red dress with lots of feathers and pearls. "A ... But no ... We're talking about ... Hm?" Trade, the girl's father followed her gaze, which caught on to Raymond. {Sucker, yeah? }
"Ray, Ron! Stop your silly duels! You'd better come in and feed our till!" Another young girl sat behind the counter and counted the money in the till. She had medium-length brown hair and wore a tight yellow dress. “You shouldn't always think about money, little sister!” A young woman came into the saloon. She had long brown hair and was wearing a pink dress. "Ah ... you're back! And? How is your fiancé?" asked the girl at the cash register. "Norah ... You only care because he's a doctor and has money ..." complained the oldest of the three Trade sisters. "Amy!"Mister Trade looked at his youngest daughter seriously." You should take an example from Kathrin. She has admitted her feelings and is now happily engaged. Soon she will be an even happier bride! "For that he got a dirty look from Amy, whereupon he burst into tears." You shouldn't give me such an angry glare! BUAÄHÄHÄH ...! "He shouted.
(So ​​... The distribution of roles up to now should be clear, oda? Raymond = Ranma; Ron = Ryoga; Sam Trade = Soun Tendo; Gary Smith = Genma; Amy = Akane; Norah = Nabiki and Kathrin = Kasumi ... Kathrin ´ s fiancé (Todd) = Dr. Tofu)

The saloon door flew open. A man with a sweaty face rushed in, completely out of breath. Trade looked at him and without the guest needing to say a word, Trade knew. "Indians?" he asked, giving him a serious look. The cowboy, still holding on to the door frame, breathing heavily, nodded. The cold sweat of fear ran down his whole face. Trade nodded. "Ok ... then get ready."He said and looked at his daughters and his friend Smith." What for, father? "Asked Kathrin. Trade looked at her as if this question had been superfluous. As if there was nothing more natural than what he meant Run away!"
Amy fell down the rest of the stairs and Norah hit her head on the cash register. Smith just nodded unanimously with Trade while Kathrin giggled.

"Look, Ron ... what's that over there?" Ray asked, pointing a finger behind Ron. This turned around but saw nothing. "What do you think...?" suddenly he felt a hard blow on the back of the head. He opened his eyes and fell over. "Fool! Fall for everything ..." Ray grinned with satisfaction. Just as he turned to go into the saloon, "Stop right now !!!" Ray turned back and looked at his rival, who was just getting up again. "Pah! It takes more than such a lousy trick to defeat me!" Ray grinned cheekily at his opponent."Two tricks?" asked he. "No!" Ron was on the verge of freaking out when Ray said, "What's that over there?" and pointed back behind Ron. "Do you think that's funny? Do you really think I'll fall for the same trick twice?" he asked pissed off.
Ray shook his head, his long hair flying wildly. Just as Ron turned to see what was really going on, a pair of feet ran over him. Four footprints adorned his body.

"You Raymond Smith!" a young Indian girl stood in front of him. She had long hair that she had braided in a braid. "You strongest man here ... I have to kill you ... You are a danger to our tribe ..." Ray looked at the girl. "Aha ... And who are you?" he asked a little surprised by her statement. "I am great-granddaughter of Chief Wife Catclaw ... I am a fast cat." Explained the young Indian woman. Ray took turns looking at the girl in front of him and his unconscious rival. {She seems strong ... Otherwise she wouldn’t just have taken Ron by surprise ... but she looks so fragile and delicate ... really cute ...}“What if I don't want to be killed?” Raymond looked at Swift Cat. "Because I don't feel like dying right now ... you know?" he explained. "Fast cat looked back in astonishment. She would never have expected this answer or question. More like" Oh yes? Try it! "Or" I'll finish you off in no time, little one! "So far all their opponents have been." Then ... nothing then! You fight! If you lose I choose! You marry me or i kill you! If you win ... then you kill me! Then I don't have the right to go back to my tribe! "Quick Cat roared at her victim after she had recovered. Ray grinned.
There was silence in the saloon. Nobody said anything; no one made the slightest sound. Everyone stared spellbound at the Indian girl and the cowboy.
"Good ... The duel will take place at 12 o'clock sharp! You choose your weapons! I'll fight with them ... whatever it is!" determined Ray now. "Pah! No weapons in a fight like this!That beneath our dignity! "Reported fast cat almost offended. With these words she turned around and left. * Uh! Argl! * She walked over Ron's stomach as if it were the normal sandy ground. Ray grinned at the girl behind her. "See you later. "He called after her and went into the saloon.
Amy was just coming down the stairs when Ray sat down. "You !!! Even if it is not voluntary, you are my fiancé !!! And still you grin after other girls !!! You ladyboy!" the youngest Trade subsidiary complained. "Oh, be quiet, you bitch!" Ray moaned back. "As you said, we are NOT voluntarily engaged! We owe that to two people here!" He glanced venomously at Trade and Smith.
"Oh what ... you will get used to each other." Trade defended himself. "And strictly speaking, it's only someone here's fault, isn't it, Smith?" added Trade. "Right ..." admitted Ray. "But couldn't you have made another condition?My father's shooting school? His weapons? Why me of all people? "Ray continued to complain." Exactly! Why do I have to suffer from the fact that your best friend always looks too deep into the glass? "Amy intervened.
"What do you mean ?! Why are YOU suffering ?! You are engaged to a super guy! I look good, am in good shape and can take a lot!" Besides, I'm nice! Which doesn't apply to you !!! Shouted Ray at his involuntary fiancée.
She got tears in her eyes. Her hands clenched into fists. "You ... YOU BUMPER!" She gave him a resounding slap and ran into her room.
Ray held his cheek, pouting. "What is it ?! How about something to drink? I'm really very thirsty!" he snarled at the rest, who gave him reproachful glances. Since no one moved, he jumped behind the counter and grabbed a glass into which he poured water. He emptied the glass in quick gulps. Then he went back out and looked at the mountain to which Swift Cat had disappeared.{She was very cute ... but ... I don't want to have me killed either ... especially not before I told Amy that I was li ...} "What are you doing?" Gary stood behind his son and patted him on the shoulder. This spun around, frightened. "Thinking ... What about you?" he asked a counter-question. Gary nodded. "Yes, yes. It's not easy with women ... You're thinking of Amy, am I right?" he asked in a childish tone. {How does he know? "}" N ... No! I am not thinking of such a man-woman! "* clang! Bong! * A pane broke and a chair landed on Ray's head. # Oh yes ... Raymond ... Amy had her window open ... # Gary warned his son.
Ray took the chair off his head and sat on it. "So what? Why does she make such a fuss when I insult her? She's no different to me either. Just because she's a girl?" Gary shrugged. He turned and went back inside.
The young cowboy waited until he could no longer see his father. Then he looked at Amy's window with no pane. "N / A?How much longer do you want to watch me? "He asked with a grin. Amy blushed. She actually wanted to curse him again, but instead asked him to come to her room. Ray did as he was told. On the way upstairs, he wondered, which she probably wanted. He came to her door and knocked. "He opened the door and went into his fiancée's room. He put down the chair he had brought up and sat on it." Here. Your chair ... "He pulled his dog over his face so that his eyes couldn't be