Ok, this is my first story, so I hope you like it. Just wanna say thanks to my friend who, without her, I would not be writing this right now. Thank you!!!!!
Akane fell. Hard. But when she hit the water, it cushioned her fall like soft, downy fur. She couldn't even feel the water that she was plunging into. She could hear voices above her, shouting her name. Or, rather, one particular voice. But it was not the beholder of the beloved voice who dove in after her. But nothing registered right now.
Akane could feel the tingling sensation, strong and full. And she could see the beginning of a marshmallow tail sprouting. And, as sleep settled in her mind, Akane settled into the Jusyenko Spring of the Rabbit.
Ranma watched, and it seemed as if in slow motion. He watched all throughout the fight, how her hands moved, how they cut across Shampoo's face in such a hostile way. Ranma had never seen her hands be gentle, always rough and harsh. The thought crossed over his mind that if they got out of this alive, then he could find a way to talk to her, to apologize.
And then she was falling. She was falling into the spring and he was shouting her name, and Shampoo was smirking. And as he was about to jump, there were hands, his father's hands, holding him back, not letting him jump in after her to save her. And then it was Ryoga, jumping in, saving her, earning her love. And then it was him, all alone, in the blackness of his mind, wishing and waiting and praying that all this time, his efforts to save her had not been in vain.