On their way to college as usual, Ranma balanced atop the fence while his fiancée walked on the road.
Like she always did...a few steps ahead of him.
In highschool, when they went to Furinkan, Ranma would tread the fence with his shoulders leaning back, his hands behind his head, staring up at the sky. Lost in his own world.
But through the four years of her walking beside him his focus had shifted from that light blue sky to her dark blue hair, to the quick glances at her in annoyance, to wondering if she was upset or not, to watching her when she wasn't looking, to giving small smiles when she turned to look back at him...she smiled back of course, well, at least most of the time.
Ranma smiled at the thought.
He watched her head bob against the white snowy backdrop, her head peering into a fat, heavily highlighted textbook. Her hair, short as always...a small section of her neck exposed over her blood red winter jacket. Ranma had the sudden urge to drop snow into her shirt.
Knowing well she was in good spirits today he knew it wouldn't be a bad idea...
Quietly springing down from the fence and gathering a large pinch of ice in his fingers, from the ground, he stealthily made his way to her. In one swift motion he'd pulled her inner shirt and dropped it inside.
Akane rewarded him with a squeal of surprise. Her book now in one of her hands, closed while the other reached for her back.
"Ranma!" she chastised, while laughing. "You moron!" she continued...still laughing.
Ranma was bent over clutching his knees as he laughed breathlessly. He knew it wasn't actually something really funny or anything like that, but at that moment he didnt really care he just liked the feeling of her laughter in the cold winter breeze, the rolling of her eyes at his so called stupidity, and the wierd squeal that had slipped out of her lips had made it all worth it. he he stood up Akane wasn't all done with punishing him.
She threw her book at him. Her laughter dying down a bit. He caught it still laughing his ass off, while Akane chuckled at him shaking her head fondly.
"Baka." she spoke affectionately, taking his hand and leading him back to where they were going.
Suddenly flustered by the contact, Ranma's laughs turned into light coughs...which also ultimately died down. A bit of shock taking over him
But soon enough he entwined their fingers together, feeling warmer than he did before, our favourite pigtailed martial artist stepped up next to her.
She was 'his' fiancée.
All of a sudden feeling the weight of the title sink in, his chest expanded in exileration...it was a new feeling...but a good one none the less.
His fiancée...Ranma liked the sound of that.
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Hello guys, hope you liked this one.
But if I were to be very honest with you, I'd say I could do better.
Writing has become a new hobby...especially when it comes to Ranma and Akane.
Anyway, I'm a bit new to this 'author's note' stuff and i feel a bit wierd writing it...a more accurate word world be...concious.
But whatever, as long as you like the stories I post...it doesn't matter.
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