Scared of Loving You
A/N: The first poem in this is Scared of Love, but I changed the name to 'Loving You' to suit this fic. A specal thanks to Vibrant Filly.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma 1/2. I do own the plot and the poems in this fic.
Chapter 1: Loving You
Akane wandered though the house, looking for Ranma. Everyone was gone, their fathers were out at a bar, Nabiki was out conducting "Business", Kasumi was out at the market, and Ranma was nowhere to be found. *Where is that baka?* She opened the door to the geust room, and looked inside.
Ranma was not inside, but somthing on the desk caught her eye, it was a folded peice of paper. Akane walked to the desk, and unfolded the paper. It was a poem:
'Loving You'
I'm scared to say what I realy feel
I love you
If you reject me
I'll die
If you hit me
I'll die
I'm scared
Knowing you and your temper
I'm scared
I'm scared of loving you
I'm scared of rejection
But I'm very scared of losing you
*who is this refering to?* Akane thought, *Temper? Not Ukyou, not Shampoo. Kodachi? No, Ranma is not THAT insain.* Akane folded the peice of paper back up, and lyed it back on the desk. She walked back to her room. The more she thought about the poem, the more she realized Ranma's poem was about her. She got out a peice of paper and begain to write.
A/N: The first poem in this is Scared of Love, but I changed the name to 'Loving You' to suit this fic. A specal thanks to Vibrant Filly.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma 1/2. I do own the plot and the poems in this fic.
Chapter 1: Loving You
Akane wandered though the house, looking for Ranma. Everyone was gone, their fathers were out at a bar, Nabiki was out conducting "Business", Kasumi was out at the market, and Ranma was nowhere to be found. *Where is that baka?* She opened the door to the geust room, and looked inside.
Ranma was not inside, but somthing on the desk caught her eye, it was a folded peice of paper. Akane walked to the desk, and unfolded the paper. It was a poem:
'Loving You'
I'm scared to say what I realy feel
I love you
If you reject me
I'll die
If you hit me
I'll die
I'm scared
Knowing you and your temper
I'm scared
I'm scared of loving you
I'm scared of rejection
But I'm very scared of losing you
*who is this refering to?* Akane thought, *Temper? Not Ukyou, not Shampoo. Kodachi? No, Ranma is not THAT insain.* Akane folded the peice of paper back up, and lyed it back on the desk. She walked back to her room. The more she thought about the poem, the more she realized Ranma's poem was about her. She got out a peice of paper and begain to write.