DISCLAIMER: Nope. Ranma and Akane still don't belong to me.

CHAPTER ONE/THEME 01
No Tent, No Shirt, No Sleep

"Ranma. That's my side of the tent."

"How the hell do you figure that?"

"Look where my sleeping bag is and where yours is, stupid."

"Akane, you and your macho-chick body already have the majority of this stupid tent so-"

A frying pan collided with his skull. "And what is that supposed to mean? !"

"Just like what it sounds like!"

"Quit calling me fat or you're sleeping outside the tent!"

"Outside of my own tent? !"

"Yes! Because it's your father who took my tent out of my bag!"

"I can't take much more of this…." he muttered under his breath.

"Don't flatter yourself in thinking that I can," Akane shot back. "I'm just as-Hey! Ranma!"

Ranma put the end of his sleeping bag right over hers and stuck out his tongue. Even as her shoe was launched at his head, Ranma kept his back on her, determined not to let up. What a stupid idea. A senseless idiotic idea, he added as Akane's flung his sleeping bag over his head. How he thought that he could get any serious training done with Akane around was a mystery. No man could seriously train with a girl around. And sleeping? Forget it.

Still on edge about the whole mess with Saffron, Ranma knew he hadn't put up much of a fight when Pop and Mr. Tendo told him to take Akane along on the trip to a junior competition. But damnit….How could he even think about getting sleep to be up early to train when Akane was sleeping an arm's length away from him….

Not that he was turned on by her or anything.

Or that he wanted to do anything like that with her.

Or that he thought she was at all sexy in his shirt. Reaching just past her thighs and the top slit exposing a tiny flash of her chest….Nope. There was absolutely nothing appealing about it. Nothing. Not one thing…

Thinking the words, Ranma started to turn and look over his shoulder as Akane brushed her hair. Well, maybe the tomboy really didn't look half bad in his clothes after all….

When their eyes met her cheeks rose in a flush and the hairbrush was tossed at him. He caught it with a frown.

"I'm not even doing anything."

"You're staring at me!"

"How is just looking at you perverted? !" he demanded.

Ranma's cheeks raised in a deeper flush when she adjusted his shirt more decently over her chest. Along with Akane's sleeping bag, a decent amount of her wardrobe had mysteriously vanished from her bag. Their dads were really pulling stuff out of their ass to play matchmaker. It probably would have pissed him off more, if it wasn't for the fact that the lame attempts did bring Akane into his tent. Since Jusenkyo, he was a little more guarded of her and so to have her within literal arms length wasn't particularly a bad thing. And he didn't even have to fight the embarrassment to ask her.

"They made off with my shampoo and my soap my toothpaste and-you're kidding me….!"

"What?"

"I took a towel with me, but now there's only this." Akane held up a washcloth.

Ranma shrugged and pillowed his arms behind his head. "So. Just use mine. I don't need to wash."

"Yes, you do. You stink after training. This whole tent smells like sweat, Ranma."

"You know you love the smell."

"I hate it," she insisted, softly.

"Then why are you wearing my shirt?" he challenged, smirking. The smug expression was abruptly caught off when fabric hit his face.

"Keep your stupid shirt. I don't want it anyways….!"

"D-Don't be stupid! You'll freeze if you don't wearing something!"

Akane kept her back on him, not speaking. Ranma cursed under his breath and dropped his shirt between them. When she didn't make a move to take it back his face turned an even deeper shade of red.

"Damnit, Akane," he mumbled to himself as he stared at her naked shoulder. "…Now I really won't be able to get any sleep…"

Author Notes and other such nonsense:

I thought it would be kind of fun to take up this writing challenge from one of those LJ writing community things. It's 50_Scenes so they'll just be little snippets having to do with Ranma and Akane. Some canon, others I'm planning to do AU. So this is my first one: Theme 01: Sleep. As with most of the scenes I'm going to put in here, there is a story that goes with it that has been floating around in my head. Since it would work as an opening scene, I don't think I have to explain much for this one. =D

Oh, and the title Fine Lines and True Signs...Fine Lines refers to the saying about a fine line between love and hate. And True Signs is more to the point ;3

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