You're A Shock [Erica, Ranma]

”Maybe it knocks people out! Like knockout… gas,” Ranma bullshat his way through a feasible explanation for the antics of Erica’s seemingly talkative Zanpakutō. She’d rather it was some sort of flower-type Zanpakutō, but… he didn’t know any flowers which could knock out people. Then again, with how fragrant and pleasant the scent was, flowers was also quite the good shit. Ranma did mistakenly think that a sword such as a Zanpakutō was supposedly limited to abilities tailored towards combat-

He'd learn otherwise soon enough.

“Wait, for real?! No fair, she sounds so… social!” Ranma groaned in jealousy, hoping that one day, perhaps Hōkamaru could be as… possible to talk to as Erica’s Zanpakutō was. Taking a deep breath through his mouth as instructed, Ranma… didn’t feel the change that inevitably brought his senses back, but it sure felt refreshing. Obviously, a drunkard like him couldn’t precisely tell when a medicine was working, but it did its trick, regardless of how aware he was of it.

“Ow, what… my brain’s not tickling,” Ranma expressed, a bit too used to hanging by a thread when it came to post-drinking shenanigans, “Well, that’s a first. Maybe your Zanpakutō’s true, secret ability is… detoxification! Glad to know I can count on you if I ever get bit by a venomous Ho-“

Warm. And out of nowhere, too – unfairly, Ranma was cut off in the midst of his words of encouragement by an immensely heartfelt smooch on his cheek that he genuinely didn’t know how to deal with. Earlier today, he felt lucky to have gotten a date – now, he barely remembered anything from his earlier life. What, Rukongai? He was a proud member of the Gotei… to hell with what those goons were cooking out there, he had a lot of shit going for him. Practically everything – his life couldn’t look better. He was excited, happy, just blown-out joyous of everything that life was throwing at him-

What, Armina almost killed him? Who cared about any of that?! Shura was, like, a best friend to him now! And so what if she showed up out of nowhere and almost fucked up his Seated upperclass-citygirl Noharu?! Girl survived in one piece, like… what was the problem now? Ranma’s issues just ebbed away, like… there was nothing to worry about right now, other than his burning face. “… I don’t wanna go home.”