A/N: This is my first fan-fic I ever wrote. This is also my first time here. Like everyone else, I love Ranma 1/2. I watched the anime dub and sub, and read the manga as well.

And of course I don't own either the anime or the characters. Everything goes to the great Rumiko Takashi.

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I'm walking through an endless garden of flowers. Everywhere I turn—everywhere I look, there are flowers. There are all sorts of them: On the right are roses, pansies, dandelions, and buttercups; on the left are cosmos, laurels, daisies and bluebells. But that's not all; there are tons more—some I don't even recognize, all beautifully coloring my surroundings. A gust of wind carries with it odor that the flowers emit. I turn around, giving the wind my back, when I hear someone call my name.

"Akane…"

It's as if the wind is whispering my name. This is the first time I hear my name being whispered like that: As if it was a beautiful treasure, something that, if said in the wrong way, could destroy it. The thought itself makes my heart skip a beat and brings a rosy blush to my cheeks. But who in the world could whisper my name like that?

"Akane…"

I hear it again. I turn around to where the owner of the voice might be. The sun is shining and the light almost blinds me, compelling me to shield my eyes. I squint beneath the shade of my hand to see a dark figure standing in front of me. It is almost impossible to tell who this guy…or girl is because the sun is right behind them.

"Who—" I begin to say, when the wind blows again—stronger this time—almost pulling me away with it.

Then she heard sounds of someone screaming threats and insults.

Her eyes snapped open, fixated on the ceiling. As the sound of running footsteps approached, the ceiling began to shake and dust fell down, tickling her eyes. She sat up and rubbed her eyes furiously, angry at Ranma for waking her up from her beautiful dream. She looked at the clock, which read 6:30. It was still early, she thought, but might as well get up.

She glanced around her room looking for a certain black piglet, but couldn't find him. She sighed and wondered where he could be, it had been so long since he suddenly disappeared. She prayed for his safety, before hopping off the bed and headed to the bathroom to wash and freshen up. When she was done, she got changed and ready for school.

As she was brushing her short dark hair, she eyed the calendar and noticed it was the fourteenth of February: Valentine's Day. She shook her head. It doesn't matter to me what day it is! It's not like I'm giving chocolates to anyone.

But then, out of nowhere, she saw Ranma in her mind. That jerk! It's not enough for him that we live in the same house, but now he's invading my thoughts as well! The nerve of him! She inhaled deeply and let it out in a huff. She turned around to look at her reflection in the mirror to find that her cheeks had turned crimson. I'm blushing…again.

She didn't like how Ranma made her feel when she was next to him. It's been two years since Ranma and his father Genma Saotome moved in, and her father arranging for the former and her to be wed. She doesn't know when she started feeling like that towards him, but now she couldn't stop it from happening. Whenever they were alone together, her heart starts going at a hundred miles an hour; it almost felt like it was actually going to leap out of her throat.

Before Ranma came along she hated all the boys. Despised them! But Ranma was different from all the other boys. In some way, he resembled them; in others he was just…different. He wasn't afraid of her. With him, every day was like an adventure. With him, she met new people. With him, she experienced new feelings.

She was about to leave her room when Ranma stormed in, shouting "Gotcha now!"

Impulsively, she hit him on his head with her school bag. "Can't you knock first, baka?" She snapped. "This is a girl's room, in case you forgot!"

Rubbing his head, he said, "It's not my fault; it's that stupid Happosai."

He sat back, revealing Happy lying on his stomach cuddling a bra. She freaked out and yanked her bra from him. "Pervert!" she screamed, as she kicked him out her room through the open window.

"You see?" Ranma said, rather smugly. "Not my fault! Plus, I wouldn't dream of peeping at a tomboy."

With that, her patience cracked soundless. "I've had enough crap coming out of you!" she shouted, hitting him on the head again and stepping on him as she exits her room. "Baka!"

Sometimes she wondered what in the world it is that she liked about him.

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After breakfast, Ranma and Akane walked to school together.

"You're not still mad at me, are you?" he asked, as the silence seemed to dwell a bit too long for his liking. Akane ignored him and proceeded to walk ahead. Ranma jumped off the fence and stood in front of her, blocking her way. "Look, I don't know what I did, but sorry, okay?" Ranma didn't mind Akane's ratting and insults; he liked to see her get worked up over little things. But what he couldn't stand was to be ignored by Akane like that.

Akane stared at his chest. He thinks if he apologizes, everything would be okay, she thought. He's just too much! No matter what it is, she just couldn't seem to stay mad at him long enough!

"Akane?"

"Whatever," Akane murmured. She risked a glance up to see his face, but, as soon as she saw his smile, she felt her cheeks heat up. In an instant, she looked toward the ground and roughly pushed Ranma. "Step out of the way, you jerk!"

He grunted painfully upon landing on the ground before her.

Just then, the pair heard the familiar clinging sound of a bell.

"Oh, look who's here."

"Nihao, Aryan!" Shampoo greeted. "Aiya, Ranma! What you do on ground?" She quickly hopped off her bike and helped Ranma stand up.

"Oh, nothing. Just cleaning it for pedestrians," Ranma sarcastically responded, brushing the seat of his pants.

"Never mind that. Look, Ranma, Shampoo bring you gift! Is Valentine's Day, you know. Shampoo makes Ranma special homemade chocolates. Ranma, you try?" She held out a purple heart-shaped box with yellow ribbons decorating it.

"Whoa, Shampoo, slow down there. The last time I tasted one of your special homemade foods, it ended up in a disaster. I don't really want to go down that road again."

"Aiya, why is Ranma being mean to Shampoo? Shampoo only want Ranma eat her chocolates. Then Ranma accepts Shampoo love, then we get married! What you say? Good plan, yes?"

Akane snapped, "Ranma, just hurry up and accept those damn chocolates. We're gonna be late for school!" Yet secretly, she didnt want Ranma to accept Shampoo's chocolates and to be forgotten by him.

"Oh, Akane? Shampoo didn't see you there!" Shampoo smirked mockingly. "Aiya, Akane, why you no have chocolates for Ranma? Is Valentine's Day, you know? Maybe Akane forget?"

Akane walked to where Shampoo's bike was parked, picked it up, and hurled it at Shampoo, who dodged it just in time. The bike, unfortunately, ended up hitting Ranma square in the face.

While she had been gracefully landing, Shampoo accidently dropped her box of chocolates, which fell into a trash can that was situated by a light pole. The Chinese girl peered inside, only to be disappointed to find that her delicious chocolates were now scattered amongst some leftover noodles.

"Akane violent early in the morning," she remarked, pouting. "But Shampoo no have time to play fight. Thanks to Akane, Shampoo has to go back to make more chocolates for Ranma." She then turned to Ranma, who was rubbing his nose furiously, and laces her arms around him. "Ranma no worry. Shampoo make Ranma all chocolate he want! Ranma, you just wait, okay?" With that, she took off.

"Yeesh, no thanks," said Ranma, jogging towards Akane. "Hey, Akane, let's hurry up and leave before you-know-who shows up again. I don't really want—"

"Why don't you stay here?" Akane snapped. "I bet you're just dying to have one of those chocolates!"

"You don't know what kind of stuff she puts in it! I'll literally die if I eat one!"

Akane couldnt help but feel her heart flutter upon hearing that Ranma didnt want to have Shampoo's chocolate. Right then, she wished she had made chocolates to give him. But she pushed that thought aside. If she had made them for Ranma, he'd refuse to eat it. He'd tell her that her cooking sucks.

"Come on! Hurry up before she comes back!" Ranma hastily said as he grabbed her hand and started running towards their school.

During last period, Akane sat with her best friend Sayuri, while Ranma was talking with Hiroshi and Daisuke about the new arcade that had recently opened in town.

"So, spill it, Akane!" Sayuri whispered excitedly. "Did you give your fiancé some chocolate?"

"What? Why? I don't even care about him! Ranma is a jerk who only thinks of himself!"

"Don't you think you are stretching it on the insults? If Ranma was really a selfish jerk, he wouldn't come to your rescue every time, now would he? He's like your knight in shining armor!" Sayuri laughed.

Akane furiously banged on the table and stood. She was about to give her friend a piece of her mind when the glass window shattered and black petals suddenly floated around the classroom.

"Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!" cried a voice. A young woman proudly stood on the windowsill, wearing a brown sailor uniform, with long black hair that was tied in a ponytail.

"Ranma-sama!" Kodachi shouted as she jumped off the windowsill, and landed gracefully next to Ranma's seat. "I made something very special for you!" She handed the wide-eyed Ranma a big, red, heart-shaped box with black ribbons. "These are chocolates I made filled with my love for you! Eat to your heart's content, Ranma-sama!" With that, she quickly exited the room through the broken window, leaving black rose petals strewn across the classroom floor; her laughter was still ringing in the students' ears.

Akane looked at Ranma with his big box of chocolate. And not just any chocolate—Valentine chocolates! It's was the second one today! All the boys around Ranma are hooting, slapping his back, and telling him he was lucky to receive such a huge valentine from such a beauty. Akane waited patiently—and hopefully—for Ranma to deny all those comments and promptly get rid of that chocolate box. But Ranma was smiling and nodding his head at their comments!

By now, Akane couldn't stand it anymore. She was about to destroy the chocolate box herself when the classroom door slid open and in walked a man wearing not the school uniform, but a Japanese kimono. This particular young man often refered to himself as "The Blue Thunder of Furinkan High School."

"Akane Tendo!" He bellowed. Upon setting his eyes on said girl, he walked towards her and knelt down before her, clasping his hands with hers. "I, Tatewaki Kuno, have crossed the ocean, climbed the mountains, and fought furious lions just to get you these exclusive chocolates made by the finest chefs in the world!" He thrusted a white heart-shaped box with red ribbons into her hands. "Please, Akane Tendo, accept my love!" With his last sentence, he embraced Akane.

Ranma stood up at the sight of Akane being hugged by Kuno. It was clear to him the Akane was hating every minute of it, and whatever displeases his fiancé it was his job to get rid of it. Especially if it was Kuno!