Ranma woke up to the usual morning sun beating across his face. Eyes still closed, he reached his arm out to the spot next to him and noticed it was empty. The spot that usually held the presence of a certain individual was now cold. He opened his eyes looking for his wife. He sat up searching the room. The wood door which held the sign "Akane & Ranma" creaked open.

"Akane," He cheered, "where were you?"

"I felt like running extra," She explained to her husband.

Ranma grinned, "And here I was hoping to give you an exercise in bed."

Akane tried not to laugh out of embarrassment. She began to move towards the bed towards Ranma, who had not moved his spot. She started to remove her shirt which was drenched in sweat. Ranma looked at her in amazement.

Seventeen, and that tomboyish body was all his. Through a marriage between parents none the less, but that did not exclude the fact that he had almost full control of what happened behind closed doors. What had taken a long time to work up to had finally happened ΜΆ what happened after they were close enough to get beyond a simple marriage. The step beyond falling in love; the emotional portion of it all. Seventeen and he had already reached that stage in his life with Akane. The violent tomboy. He never knew how beautiful she was until then. And here she was removing her clothing in front of him.

Akane then moved forward to where she was leaning almost over Ranma. She continued as if she were about to kiss him. Then she knocked him onto the floor using her brute strength.

Ranma laid on the floor, "I was just kidding," he managed to say.

Akane began to get ready for school. She removed her sweat-drenched shirt, revealing her bra to Ranma. He was still amazed that that tomboy's body was his. He remained on the floor in a daze before Akane turned to him.

"Get ready for school, Pervert! She commanded.

"Alright, Tomboy!" He yelled back.

After getting dressed the couple walked downstairs for breakfast. After a few months of being married, they were already used to the teasing about the noises from the previous night. This was another normal occurrence even if they did nothing except sleep. They awaited the teasing as they took their seats.

"Ooh, more!" Nabiki cried, making fun of her little sister.

The teenager, outraged, turned to her older sister ready to blow up but was soon interrupted. She caught a smell of the rice, fish, and soup. She took a moment to tell her stomach to calm down, and still made attempts to act calmly around her family. To her disappointment her stomach refused to listen to her mind and she made a mad dash to the bathroom.

She had been getting sicker each day it seemed. Just the other day she couldn't finish a meal because it tasted strange. And the time before that she had to force down breakfast. It wasn't just in the mornings either. It had been happening at random times it seemed. She felt sick to her stomach. Which is why she continued exercising more. To get her mind off of what it probably could be.

When she returned from the bathroom her worried family began questioning her.

"I just haven't been feeling well these past few days. I was going to go to Dr. Tofu's today," She responded.

Her family took her answer and went back to their morning duties. Ranma and Akane made their way to school and everything was its normal self. Lunch time came around and that's when Ranma noticed his ill wife wasn't eating.

"Eat something," He told her. He began picking at her meal with his own chopsticks.

"I'm not hungry."

"Eat."

"No!"

The couple glared at each other deciding whether or not to fight.

"Akane just isn't hungry," One of her friends said.

Ranma turned his head away from his wife's death gaze, "I'm just sayin', but if she doesn't wanna eat than fine with me. It will probably help her get skinny enough to wear some decent lingerie."

The group of friends backed away, awaiting Ranma to be thrown across the room or out the window. Shockingly they were wrong. The tomboy stood up, with all her vent up rage, and ran out of the classroom.

One of Ranma's friends leaned in and said, "That was a bit harsh."

"Her fault for not eating," He mumbled in return.

Class resumed without Akane. Soon the school knew of the married couples' fight. The rumor was that Ranma went around sleeping with whichever woman he could get his hands on, no matter what the age; which obviously wasn't true.

After school Ranma went on a search for Akane to make-up for earlier. After minutes of searching he found her sitting under a tree, still on campus. He approached her with caution. Ranma knew one wrong move could probably be his last. He looked around before bending down to give her a kiss on the cheek. When doing so he noticed it was damp. It didn't take long for him to realize she had been crying. Guilty, Ranma sat next to her. He glanced awkwardly around to make sure there were no witnesses and when seeing that everyone had already left he casually placed his arm around her shoulder. It was strange, really, that these two were now to this point where they could actually manage to be a normal couple in private. But it was the truth. Ranma's arm gently placed around Akane was enough to make her break down into tears as if the weight of the world held down on her poor soul. Akane never showed this type of vulnerability to Ranma.

"I'm sorry, Akane," He said.

Akane pushed away, "I haven't started my period yet," She cried.

Confused, Ranma asked why it mattered and put his arm around her again.

Akane let go of him and yelled "Stupid, It could mean I'm pregnant!"

Ranma froze. Did he just here that right? He stood up and grabbed her hand, pulling her up. Without a single word being said Akane knew he was going to take her to go see Dr. Tofu.

They walked into the almost empty office. It was not a rare sight to see, but a strange one at that for it to be almost dead silent as if someone awaited their arrival. Ranma greeted the young Doctor and took a deep breath in.

"Can we have a pregnancy test?" He asked Dr. Tofu.

The doctor stared at the couple for a second before realizing what was just asked. He looked around before handing a tomato red Akane the box. After she left he took the moment to talk to Ranma.

Dr. Tofu could only imagine what was going through the young boys mind, "What if she is?" He asked Ranma.

"Then she is," was the response Ranma gave.

Dr. Tofu thought for a moment before saying, "You're a teenager. You both are. Aren't you scared?"

"We are married. It was bound to happen." Ranma casually let the words slip from his mouth. He took a seat in one of the waiting chairs. His outer appearance was calm, but his mind raced, his palms were filled with sweat and he wasn't sure if that was because he just grasped onto Akane's hand for life or if he was nervous. There were so many questions. There was such little time.

It wasn't long before Akane emerged from the bathroom, test in hand. Her pale face gave away everything, but Ranma still questioned her.

"Positive?" He asked.

She nodded and showed the test to her husband.

He looked at it and turned back to the doctor saying goodbye before grabbing her hand. He used his other hand to toss the positive test into the nearby trashcan.

"Thank you," She told Dr. Tofu as she threw the test away on her way out.

"See you soon for a check-up!" He called out before going back to work.

Ranma and Akane walked hand in hand, quietly. It was the longest walk they took home. It was in that moment that both of them realized what had happened. What they were about to face. Knowing something this dangerous was almost exciting. It could build their relationship or completely destroy it.

Ranma didn't know how to start a conversation. Nothing seemed right. No compliment or insult reached his mouth. Nothing could come out. He needed a drink of water or something to make all these thoughts come out.

Akane was in a worse state. She was merely being led by her husband. She had already processed the thought but now that it was true she had nothing else to say. In her body she held a secret. In her body she held a mistake. In her body she was carrying something that was made out of one action of love. And she was able to go back to that night. The night where she had forgotten all of her worries. That was the night she most likely got pregnant. Even the word, pregnant, could process perfectly in her mind. She just had nothing to say all she could do was think.

When they finally reached the house Ranma stopped and turned to Akane."I love you," He firmly said.

"We're too young," She wanted to cry. Here she stood in front of her familiar house, but she still felt like a stranger. Her emotions were conflicting and she didn't know if it was over excitement or what. All she knew that this was real. That night was real, and this love was real.

"We made it I'm sure we can take care of it." And Ranma was serious. For these few moments he felt like he had to be strong. For his bride in her weakest moment.

"I don't want to tell anyone; At least not yet."

"Then it will be our little secret for now."

After Ranma said those words a familiar voice spoke, "And what secret is that?"

Horrified, the couple turned to Nabiki: master of finding out secrets and telling people.