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"S-So, I don't think I properly introduced myself, even if the driver mentioned my name. I'm Aono Tsukune," the younger boy said, bowing to Ranma.

"Oh, right. I'm Saotome Ranma," Ranma said back, bowing quickly. "We should get goin'. Classes start today, right?"

"Yeah, but..." Tsukune gulped. "Do you really think this place is a school?"

"Naw, looks like a haunted house," Ranma admitted, scratching the back of his head. "But hey, I don't see a reason why you can't teach in a haunted house, so whatever. I just hope the ghosts 'aint too much of a bother."

Tsukune gaped as he listened to his companion discuss the prospects of the undead so casually, and lifted his duffel bag to follow the martial artist.

Suddenly, Ranma halted, his eyes widening. 'Shampoo senses... tingling!' "Evade! Now!"

Sure enough, the Cha-ching! of a bicycle bell sounded behind the two boys, and Ranma suddenly dove to the side of the path with the full measure of his speed and agility.

Tsukune, who had just seen his companion shout and then seemingly blur into nothingness, simply gaped as the pigtailed boy's warning slowly penetrated his thoughts.

Crash! Ranma felt a bit guilty at the feelings of surprise and relief that came over him when Tsukune was run over by a bicycle rather than him. He had never been able to successfully avoid Shampoo's bike before, so he could only assume that the bicycle was being (rather poorly) ridden by someone else, and not his persistent Chinese suitor.

Big Human on Campus, Chapter 2