As the last chords of the song _Every Breath You Take_ wafted out of the Karaoke machine, Hikaru Gosunkugi turned back into his usual, shy self.

"Thanks, Gosunkugi," said Hinako-sensei while he hurried self-consciously back to his place, "That was a great performance."

Further back in the class, Ranma snorted in disgust. That Karaoke machine was a stupid idea, as far as he was concerned. It was Hinako-sensei's attempt at stirring up at least a little interest in her English lessons. Singing along to English language songs might do the trick, she had thought. Ranma was not convinced in the least, but that was not the reason for his snorting. He glared at Gosunkugi.

"Well, watcha want?" asked Hiroshi, "She's right. He was pretty good."

"Yeah," opined Daisuke, "Who'da thunk that ol' Hikaru could sing with such feeling?"

Ranma humphed. "I just didn't like the way he always glanced at Akane during the song."

"Aw, chill out," Hiroshi advised, "No need to be afraid. He won't steal your fiancée."

"She's not my fiancée!" shouted Ranma, standing up and pushing back his chair, "That violent, uncute, ..."

"Damn right, I'm not!" Came an answering shout to his tirade. Akane had also jumped up. "Who would want to be engaged to such an obnoxious, idiotic jerk, anyway? Why don't you go find someone else to annoy, you hentai half-boy!"

<sploosh>

To emphasize her last insult, Akane emptied a bucket of water over Ranma's head, turning him female once again.

"Cool," said Hiroshi, munching on a handful of popcorn, as he watched the two reluctant fiancées go into full-fledged fighting mode.

"Yeah," said Daisuke, "this is their best one in weeks. They musta had a tiff at home."

But their enjoyment of the spectacle was cut short.

"Happou go-en satsu!"

Instantly the two quarreling teenagers slumped back into their seats, all their fighting spirit sucked away. The bristling Hinako-sensei, now adult in form, strode up to them. "The classroom is not the place to discuss your engagement! I've had quite enough of this." Angrily she focussed on Ranma. "If you're so eager for action, why don't you let us hear your interpretation of one of these songs?"

With that, the helpless Ranma was dragged up front and given the microphone. Hinako-sensei held up the tapes for him to select one. Ranma squinted at the English titles, frantically trying to make sense of them. Finally he selected one, and Hinako-sensei put it into the machine and started it. The sound of an accoustic guitar filled the classroom.

Dee deedeedee dee-dee
deedee dee-dee deedee dee.
Dee deedeedee dee-dee
deedee dee...

We know you'd like to learn
a little more about your son.
We'll gladly tell you all
you want to hear.
All the little things that
Ranma does when he is here.
Come and sit with us
Until you feel at home

And here's to you, Saotome-san,
Ranko loves you more than you may know.
(Wo- wo- wo.)
You must believe, Saotome-san,
In Ranma's heart, there is a place for you.
(Woo- woo- woo. Woo- woo- woo.)

Training in a training ground
where no one ever goes.
Working many hours to be manly.
It's a real pity
that you missed them once again.
Most of all you hope one day you'll meet your kid

Coo coo ka-choo, Saotome-san,
Ranko loves you more than you may know.
(Wo- wo- wo.)
You must believe, Saotome-san,
In Ranma's heart, there is a place for you.
(Woo- woo- woo. Woo- woo- woo.)

Training with your katana
most ev'ry afternoon,
parting training dummies of their head.
A Kaishaku's duty
Is a swift and painless end.
How you hope that Ranma is a man.

Where have you gone, little Ranma-kun?
Your mother's lonely heart, it yearns for you.
(Woo- woo- woo.)
You came to late, Saotome-san;
Ranma-kun has left and gone to train.
(Yay yay yay. Hey hey hey.)

And here's to you, Saotome-san,
Ranko loves you more than you may know.
(Wo- wo- wo.)
You must believe, Saotome-san,
In Ranma's heart, there is a place for you.
(Woo- woo- woo. Woo- woo- woo.)

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