This is just my first attempt at a Ranma angst. Its something I thought I'd give a shot. If you like it please R&R. I hope you enjoy!

True Feeling's

Chapter 1

The Appetite

"Ah, that bath felt great." Said Ranma, as he dried his raven colored hair with his blue towel. Lite flickering off the beads of water streaming down his face like bullets.

"Now for an afternoon snack." Ranma said to himself as he headed to the kitchen.

"It seems I win again Soatome, better luck next time." Said Soun Tendo with up-most confidence in his voice. As he leaned back and took a long look at his friend sitting across a checker board.

"Are you two at it again? Your always huddled around that damn thing. Don't you have any hobbies?" Questioned Ranma, as he strode into the dinning table room near the porch that the two men were sitting. Nothing could be heard in the silence except the wind chime that hung above the double doors leading out side to the porch.

"I want a rematch Tendo," growled Genma Soatome, "...You were cheating!" Mr. Tendo stared at him with a powerful glare and replied with a annoyance in his voice.

"If you wanted me to kick your butt at this again," he paused. "all you had to do was ask Soatome." As a smile arose on his face. And he burst into laughter and almost fell completely over.

"When ever you two are done bickering I'd like to eat lunch." Ranma shouted over the two as his stomach made a loud growl.

"Hasn't Kasumi started cooking yet? I'm starving." Ranma asked as he looked and sniffed around the room. But he did not smell anything cooking and couldn't sense anyone else in the house. No noise could be heard, except for the two locked in there game. He was starting to get frustrated and didn't want to sit there listing to them, as entertaining as that always was. One way or another they would end up yelling and throwing their checker board at one another.

"Forget it." Ranma pushed himself from the floor where he had sat and headed for the front of the house and out the door.

" Maybe I can grab something from Shampoo's ramen shop?" He reassured himself with hopes of filling the big empty of his stomach. His eyes filling with happiness and pleasure of not being hungry any more. With his enormous apatite he could "eat a horse" and would still want dessert and tea.

As he walked along the tops of chain linked fences ans walls, he couldn't help but think to himself. But not of what if thought he would actually be thinking of. All sorts of food combinations ran through his head, but so did unexpected thoughts as well. Thoughts about a girl, and it wasnt who he should of been thinking of. There were thoughts of Ukyo Kuonji swimming through his head. Things that Akane would not have approved of.

"Do I want some pork fried ramen or would beef do the trick?" He said aloud trying to wipe the thoughts of the beautiful Ukyo out of his head. Butt still they returned. He could see her so vividly in his head. Her long brown hair blowing in the wind, her twinkling in the sun. She smiled at him in her blue dress with little yellow flowers all around it. "Ranma Darling..." Her voice echoed in his head.

" I wonder how Shampoo and that old hag are doing today?" Ranma was trying real hard to forget her. The way Ukyo's hair looked when the sun reflected off of it, and how beautiful her eye's were whenever she made that "puppy-dog" look. It was just so adorable. But he especially loved her Okonomiyaki cooking. Unlike Akane's in many ways, one being that Ukyo's was edible, it just always filled him up. It would be perfect right now for his apatite was growing. His stomach was growling louder and more violently then ever.

"If only she was back. I would much rather go see her then Shampoo and her grandmother." Shampoo always throw herself at him. He wouldn't mind if Ukyo did that, as she usually did. He sighed because she was away training to become an even better Okonomiyaki chef. Although he thought she didn't need it. He always loved her cooking and thought it was "perfect".

"Oh well. Some of Shampoo's ramen will hit the spot none the less. Hell I'm so hungry I could even eat some of Akane's cooking." He chuckled as he hopped off a fence and entered the ramen shop, relieved to finally reach he destination.

"Hello son-in-law." Said Shampoo's grandmother as she came out from behind big iron cooking pot. Ranma waved to her with nervousness in his hand as it shook. She always harassed him about marrying Shampoo, thus "son-in-law".

"Hey Granny. Is Shampoo around? I'm starving." He asked as he puled up a seat at the table where the small women had sat on. The table was in the corner near a window, the lighting was bad. But still he sat and began to trust her a little more than before.

"She's out on a delivery, but should be back any time now." She replied as she folded her legs and crossed her arms. She looked like a small, skinny Buda statue that's skin had been stretched over to much body. It reminded him of dried beef. They sat in silence for moments before any one spoke.

"Have you been keeping up with your training son-in-law. Its important to stay aware at all TIMES!" She shouted as she lunged her staff toward his face. He dodged it very easily. That did a great job of breaking the silence that had fallen over them. She glared into his eye's waiting for his response. "Two easy." he said and laughed at the idea that it was a challenge. Just then Shampoo came bursting into the one roomed shop. She had a look of disgust on her face. She muttered aloud, not paying attention to anything else, "Stupid Girl!"

"Shampoo hate to deliver ramen to stupid people who..." She trailed off after realizing Ranma was there staring at her with a confused look on his face. A smile swept over her as she shouted toward them. "Ranma!" Her eyes lit up with excitement. And her voice squeaked as she continued.

"What you doing all the way down here? If you want to take me on date now, then lets go. I know perfect place where we could be alone." She said it like those were his true intentions for being there. But his stomach knew the real reason. Then Shampoo walked toward the kitchen area and placed her silver carrying tray on the counter. She grabbed a large orange bowl from the fridge and extracted some ramen noodles from inside.

"How can stupid girl like her get there before Shampoo can?" The cute blue-haired girl said out of nowhere, as she tossed the noddles into the large cooking pot. Next she sprinkled spices and herbs into the pot as well as some pickled vegetables.

"What's that? Said Ranma as he strode over to where Shampoo was standing. He looked her up and down before locking eyes with her. With an adorable smile he asked her what she was talking about. "What girl?" he said to her, his eyes with determination to find out what she was talking about.

She blinked at him as if she didn't understand what he was saying. "That stupid girl, Ukyo Kuonji! Every where I go her stupid flier is every place." With anger growing in her usually soft, sweet voice. She slipped her hand into her pocket she pulled out a pink piece of paper from the apron she was wearing. And slammed it onto the table hard, palm down. Ranma focused on her movements of her hand as she clutched a fist after pulling away from the little pink square. It was laying, words down, and it looked slightly crinkled from her pocket and grip.

"Stupid, silly girl. Who she think she is..." Shampoo trailed off and turned toward the boiling pot of fresh ramen. Ranma slid it paper off the table and into his hand with one finger. He held it up to his face, with Cologne over his shoulder, he read the big black strokes of ink out loud.

"Ukyo Kuonji's famous Okonomiyaki stand is back in business." He put the paper back down where Shampoo had placed it. Ranma looked dazed as he asked, " When did she come back?" Shampoo, who was still muttering to herself, obviously not paying attention. She scooped some ramen into a small silver bowl and headed back towards Ranma and Cologne. Ranma just ignored her lack of interest in his question. He could finally eat something, not another care in the world.

"She should never have come back last week. She just jealous that Ranma loves me. Not that stupid girl." Shampoo smiled as her violet eyes widened and twinkled. "Hey, wait..." He tried to choke out the words to reply to her comment, but before he could she cut him off. "How's your soup?" She asked with that soft, soothing voice he so loved, rather then when she was angry especially when she was mad at him. He forgot all about what she had stated, and replied, "It's fantastic!" was all he said.

Ranma sat there for a few moments after he devourer all the noodle's and chugged down all the broth. After he said his goodbye's, and escaped the grasp of Shampoo, he headed toward a different direction then the Tendo dojo. Ranma was going to stop by Ukyo's Okonomiyaki stand, maybe even enduldge himself in her cooking. Some rice balls would hit the spot better than the bit's of bread Shampoo had given him before he left.

"Reet, reeeet..." Came some sound from up ahead. The sound's became more clear and he know he recognized that sound. But from what? Just then when it dawned on him the little black pig, know to Akane as P-Chan, came flying around the corner up ahead. The screaming little black pig slammed into Ranma at full speed, knocking him to the ground with a loud thud. The pig struggled to escape but Ranma scooped him up with both hands. He evan had to hit the little black ecstatic pig on the head so he would calm down and stop fighting Ranma's tight grip. The pig began to rub his new bump and start to collect his thoughts.

"What's gotten into you? Akane make you lunch or something?" Ranma asked with a chuckle. But its not like the pig could say anything more than a squeak. The pig looked up at him with wide eyes as though he was relieved to see Ranma, who he usually hated.

"So why are you in such a hurry?" Ranma questioned, but suddenly turned to see three big guys, who looked like butchers from the local store. They came running up at full speed, drops of blood soaring off there soaked aprons.

"Give us that pig! Demanded one of the men who was holding a meat-cleaver. All three of them came to a screeching halt almost knocking Ranma over again.

"Yeah, we saw him first. So give it to us!" Yelled the rather smallest of the men. His eyes so dark they looked almost black. And they were fixed on the pig in Ranma arms. But even though Ranma wasnt about to give up P-Chan, even though he and Ryoga hardly got along Ranma couldn't stand to see innocent people get hurt, even Ryoga.

"This pig," Ranma started, "belongs to me. So you should just leave now while you still can." He took a good footing and stared hard at them prepared to fight the three men. They to also took a firm stance and started to circle the black haired boy.

"Fine. Lets do this the hard way." Said Ranma as he leapt into the air high above the men and did a flip. As he did the flip he tossed the pig out of site into a tall bush over a near fence, then he landed behind the small guy and taped his shoulder. The man lunged around at him with a butcher's knife, aiming right for Ranma's torso.

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