Perfidy
by: Sleeping In
Per‧fi‧dy: (n.), plural -dies.
1. deliberate breach of faith or trust; faithlessness; treachery: perfidy that goes unpunished.
2. an act or instance of faithlessness or treachery.
Synonyms: disloyalty, treachery, betrayal.
PROLOGUE: Went Away For Only A Little While
i. too bad the burial was premature she said
Like everything else in Akane's life, the worst incident happened on a Thursday. While she had her fair share of bad days throughout the week, Thursday always took the cake. Of course, that was the worst Thursday.
She can't leave her room on that day anymore. It hurts too much she cries.
It had started like many other days, with the sun rising and sounds of battle waking her. She had felt queer all morning. She remembers that.
She never should have left her bed.
Ranma had been in top form. He was always in top form, unlike herself. She could only hit bricks while he could kill a god.
Akane rose to greet the day.
Should have stayed under the covers.
Everything had been so perfect. She didn't feel the anger taking over. She didn't feel the negative feelings bubbling up. No, not on that day. (She ignored the gnawing sensation in her stomach. The same one she got on the day her mother died.)
She had smiled at him, at Ranma. One of her price-less smiles. The one that made Ranma's knees weak, the one that made Daddy remember Mother. Mother, perfect only because she was dead. If you die, you're cleared of your faults and placed on a pedestal.
Should have swallowed a bottle of aspirin instead.
Akane never quite figured out what actually happened that day. The day that had started so beautiful had ink spilled across it. She remembered Kasumi had cut herself on a kitchen knife. An innocent mistake.
It's amazing how ironic life becomes when it falls apart.
Kasumi's cut was deeper than expected, so Akane walked with her to the doctor's. It only needed a stitch or two. Kasumi had been fine and sent Akane off on her own. She decided to visit Ucchan's. They had been creating a bumbling friendship. Slowly, but surely.
Akane laughs at that now.
She had walked to the front with a smile and happy thoughts.
She had opened the door.
She felt her insides twist, her hands shake, her heart shatter.
People say Akane went crazy that day. Whether it's a rumor or the truth, they'll never know.
Pack her bags and run far away.
Run so far, far away.
ii. sometimes she's a friend of mine
Ukyo found herself in a nameless bar located in a nameless town with all the nameless drunks she would ever need. And her reason for it? The reason why everything was so fucked up?
She had abandonment issues with her idiot father.
Figured.
iii. cause it's cold, cold, cold in my hole, hole, hole
Nabiki allowed nothing to interfere with her plans. Whether it was a simple misunderstanding or the world was ending; nothing was out of schedule.
That was her reasoning for hating Ranma Saotome so much. His spontaneity. His utter and complete lack at keeping anything ordered. His true talent in life was to cause chaos and disorder. Nabiki could not have that.
When Ranma had fucked things up to the point of no return with her younger sister, Nabiki had methodically come through to shape things up. She handled all honor claims swiftly and precisely. She removed the idiot Saotomes from the Tendo establishment.
Then she packed up her bags, along with Akane's, and they escaped into the world. Nabiki had rented an apartment for college and brought her sister along to stay with her.
Nabiki wasn't afraid to admit that Akane had been in a sorry state for those first few months. She would even go so far to admit that she had been scared for her sister's safety. But Akane had survived. With deep scars and a stabbed heart, but she had survived.
So, after the huge embarrassment of allowing her sister to fall in love with such an idiot, Nabiki had developed her plan to seek revenge. One does not hurt someone close to Nabiki Tendo and not pay a price. After all, Akane needed a reason to live and revenge was too easy.
iv. ran into some confusion
Ranma had very few good things happen in his life. One of which had been the engagement to Akane Tendo. The girl with deep, deep brown eyes and a sweet, sweet mind. She didn't understand his need for more. His always changing desires. He wanted more than she could give.
He was his father's son, after all.
v. with a gigantic whirlpool that will blow your mind
Mousse had surprised everyone the most. When news got out that the Tendo engagement fell through and Ranma was free from them, he did not run off to Shampoo to change her mind about him. Mousse did not try to fight Ranma for his beauteous Shampoo.
He left.
Stuffed his bags, picked up, and left.
No note explaining his actions, no hint at his angle.
It was two months afterwards that he made his position known to one Nabiki Tendo. The smile she gave at his thoughts could have been called feral.
Mousse found a place. It didn't matter to him that it belonged to the underworld.
vi. she's got a little fund to fight
One punch.
Two punch.
Red kick.
Blue kick.
Akane had learned to improvise as a child.
Who needed dolls when you had dummies?
Why did having friends matter when there was a pile of blocks waiting to be crushed?
Who needed a mother when she had anger?
A TV voice over announced the large amount of UNDERGROUND FIGHTING that had developed over the past year. He warned the public to stay away from such vicious atrocities, almost as if they carrying a disease.
Akane would have smirked had she heard it. After all, her domain had become chaos. And she did enjoy it greatly.
Chapter One: You Never Liked Me is on the way.
The sub-headings are from Tori Amos' song, Mr. Zebra on her album Boys for Pele.
Thanks for taking the time to read my story. It's greatly appreciated. : )
Oh yes, I almost forgot. Ranma 1/2 is not mine nor will it ever be. I just play with the characters for my personal enjoyment and there is no way in hell that I could possibly make any money whatsoever off of this writing. (This disclaimer applies to this chapter and all following chapters.)