Ciao, baby-
Ok I don't own Ranma, but it never hurts to dream. This fic is dedicated
to my friend, co-writer, muse and fellow anime dork Kat14 (TE AMO!!)
OK guys, here's the deal. I write, you review... write... review... do we
understand each other?
I hope so, cuz heres chapter one!
Hope to hear from ya,
Dark Eyed Mermaid
P.S. if you want to send flames, send away, I can use them to line the
cat's litter box.
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"Hey... um... Akane."
A twenty-four year old Akane Tendo looked up from her magazine.
"What's up Ranma?"
It had been almost eight years since Ranma and Akane's last failed attempt at a wedding, and after the chaos it ensued, the fathers decided that it would make more sense to wait.
Kodachi, Kuno, Shampoo, Ukyo and Ryoga had never been punished by the law for destroying the wedding, or nearly killing all concerned, but they had been punished in other ways. Ranma had finally stopped playing the nice guy, and completely cut off Kodachi, Ukyo, and Shampoo from his life, telling them he "would make them pay if they ever dared show their faces there again." Kuno and Ryoga he didn't bother to threaten, he just made them pay. After their final painful session with Ranma, Ryoga and Kuno both inwardly admitted failure to win Akane's heart. One morning, about three months after the wedding from hell, Sasuke found a note on his master's pillow, saying that he was leaving home, and not to look for him.
Her brother's disappearance had been the last straw for Kodachi. She had lost touch with reality entirely, and was now in a mental hospital, where it looked like she would remain for the rest of her life.
Shampoo, once realizing that she had failed to bring home a husband, decided that Mousse was better than nothing, while telling herself that she could always divorce him and make some money if necessary.
Ukyo and Ryoga had perhaps, the most satisfactory ending. After coming to terms that they had both lost the loves of their lives, they found kindred spirits in each other. One fine day a hungry customer walked over to Ucchan's and was disappointed to find a notice on the door saying "CLOSED FOR BUSINESS. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATRONAGE. –UCCHAN." While Ucchan herself was nowhere to be found.
After a few years of investigation, Ranma and Akane were thrilled to hear that Ryoga and Ukyo had eloped, and were now living in Hokkaido, perfectly happy, and expecting a child.
The last eight years had always been on the back burner of Akane's mind, but she and Ranma considered the whole fiancée issue over and done with.
... "What's up Ranma?"
Ranma sat down in the chair opposite her. By now, Ranma and Akane had both left the dojo, and were living (much to their fathers' dismay) in separate apartments on different sides of Tokyo. Akane had come over at Ranma's request, telling her he had to talk to her, but she had been sitting in the living room reading for the past twenty minutes, while she heard him mumble to himself in his bedroom.
Ranma faced his fiancée with his deep blue eyes, then looked at his lap and sighed.
"I haven't the faintest idea how to say this... bear with me Akane... this isn't easy."
Akane stared at him. Ranma lost for words?
He once again looked into Akane's eyes. God, they were beautiful eyes. So dark and liquid like melted chocolate. Ranma mentally kicked himself for ever calling her a tomboy or anything else that degraded her beauty.
"Akane... I don't know how to say this, or even how you'll take it, but it has to be said. Once it is, I can feel I've at least made one accomplishment in my life."
Akane nodded. "Whatever it is you have to say Ranma, I'm sure it's not that bad."
Ranma still couldn't believe how much Akane had changed over the past few years. When she was eighteen she had started taking anger management, and although she resented having to do it, she wasn't nearly as hot tempered as she had been, and she was a much better listener. Ranma felt they had only gotten closer since the wedding disaster, and he hoped to God he wasn't wrong.
Ranma took Akane's hand in his and ran his thumb over her knuckles. He wondered how even after all her life of hard training, sun exposure, multiple injuries, and ridding the world of evil her skin could be so soft and fair.
He took a deep breath to steady his pounding heart. It didn't work.
"Akane ...Iloveyou."
Akane stared again. "You... what?" she asked, even though she had heard perfectly well what he had said.
"It's true, Akane. It's always been true, even if you don't believe me. I think I've been in love with you since I first saw you, but I never admit it to myself or anyone else. I want to be with you. I want to marry you. I know that getting engaged to you was the best thing that ever happened to me, even though you told me all those times that you hated me."
Akane turned red. It was true that she had said some terrible things to Ranma... why had she been so blind??
"So... there you are Akane. You know how I feel. Now... I'll leave it up to you."
Ranma once again looked down at his lap. Had he done the right thing? Or had he just royally screwed things up for himself... again. Then he felt Akane's soft fingers brush under his chin and she gently brought his face up to look at hers. Her shining eyes looked into his, with an expression he couldn't quite read...it looked like a combination of happiness, relief, and some other emotions that are beyond human comprehension.
"Ranma Saotome, I-Love-You. Do I have to spell it out for you, baka?" Ranma laughed, and Akane started to laugh, and as she did, she felt Ranma's soft lips press gently against hers.
This was so different then any other kiss they had shared, not that they'd had any real ones. Now that she thought of it, the only times they had "kissed" were when they did that traumatizing Romeo and Juliet, and then once when Ranma was in Neko-form, and didn't even know what he was doing.
Akane started slightly as she felt Ranma's tongue slide across her lip, and she opened her mouth slightly to let him in. Ranma slid his tongue into Akane's mouth, and reveled in her taste. She tasted of sweet honey and oranges, and every wonderful thing that the gods ever created, Ranma could sense here within Akane.
Without words he scooped her up in his arms and carried her into his bedroom, never for a second breaking the connection. Akane barely noticed as Ranma picked her up. She felt she could have been hovering a mile off the ground and she would not have noticed. She was in love, she was loved, and that was all that mattered. Fire could have rained down from the heavens, blood could have poured into the waters, a thousand plagues could have not drawn Akane from the blissful euphoria she got from being in the arms of the man she loved.
Ranma carefully laid Akane on the bed and climbed on top of her. He had no fear of hurting her. One of the things that had attracted him to her was her strength, both physical and mental. Akane shivered as Ranma slowly pushed up her shirt and gently massaged her breasts. He was so gentle; you'd never know it from looking at him, but the way he touched her was the way one would handle a priceless piece of glass. Ranma caressed Akane's stomach, then after a short pause took his mouth off hers. Akane whined in protest, and he laughed softly. Ranma stroked her thighs and planted small kisses up from her stomach to her breastbone, and as he did he undid her tight, white blouse, button by button. He opened her shirt revealing her black bra, the bra that some overpowering feeling had told Akane to put on that morning. Akane swooped down and met his mouth with hers. She couldn't stand it anymore. He was torturing her, and all she wanted was to get him as close to her as possible. As they kissed, Ranma slowly eased his hand under Akane's short green skirt. Akane gave a soft cry as she felt Ranma stroke her clit, and almost screamed with want as he slowly pushed his finger inside her.
"There must be something wrong with this" Akane thought, "Nothing right could possibly be this good".
Then something happened. Akane would never know exactly what triggered it, or why it happened just when it did, but what happened in the moment Akane Tendo received her first kiss from Ranma, would change both of their lives forever. It happened like a bolt of lightning; hit her like a ton of bricks. Before her very eyes, Akane saw all of them: Ukyo, Shampoo, Kodachi, even that weird bimbo Ranma's dad had tried to hook him up with and he had to beat her in a take-out race. They were all there. Akane watched as they all mocked her, kissed her fiancé, made a fool of her. Shampoo kissing Ranma, Ukyo chasing him in her skimpy little chef's outfit, Kodachi lying practically on top of Ranma about to kiss him, on her own roof, no over her own BEDROOM no less!!!
What the hell did he take her for?? Who did he think he was? Did he think she was as easily bought as the others? No fucking way!!
"RANMA NO BAKA!!"
Akane shoved Ranma off her. He fell to the floor and stared up at her.
"What do you take me for?? I'm not just one of your bitches you low-life asshole!! I am your legal, legitimate, fiancée, and I always have been!!"
"Akane-" Ranma tried, but he was cut off abruptly.
"Don't talk to me! I'm no fool. I'm not going to fall into your trap you lecherous liar! No way! From this day forward you can consider this engagement over!! I HATE YOU!!"
And with her head held high, Akane straightened her clothes and marched out of the apartment, slamming the door with a loud bang as she went.
Ranma sat on the floor. He sat for so long he forgot he was there. He forgot that Tokyo existed, that his parents existed, that his "fiancées" existed, that he existed. But Akane existed. Akane existed larger than life. And she filled the room for hours, days, months, and years after she had gone. Ranma did not sit there for years, but he did sit there for hours, as evening came, until evening came, then he finally allowed himself to exist again. Ranma rose out of the ashes he had melted into long enough to think to himself:
"Akane...what did I do wrong?"
-R & R-
*~* Dark Eyed Mermaid*~*
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"Hey... um... Akane."
A twenty-four year old Akane Tendo looked up from her magazine.
"What's up Ranma?"
It had been almost eight years since Ranma and Akane's last failed attempt at a wedding, and after the chaos it ensued, the fathers decided that it would make more sense to wait.
Kodachi, Kuno, Shampoo, Ukyo and Ryoga had never been punished by the law for destroying the wedding, or nearly killing all concerned, but they had been punished in other ways. Ranma had finally stopped playing the nice guy, and completely cut off Kodachi, Ukyo, and Shampoo from his life, telling them he "would make them pay if they ever dared show their faces there again." Kuno and Ryoga he didn't bother to threaten, he just made them pay. After their final painful session with Ranma, Ryoga and Kuno both inwardly admitted failure to win Akane's heart. One morning, about three months after the wedding from hell, Sasuke found a note on his master's pillow, saying that he was leaving home, and not to look for him.
Her brother's disappearance had been the last straw for Kodachi. She had lost touch with reality entirely, and was now in a mental hospital, where it looked like she would remain for the rest of her life.
Shampoo, once realizing that she had failed to bring home a husband, decided that Mousse was better than nothing, while telling herself that she could always divorce him and make some money if necessary.
Ukyo and Ryoga had perhaps, the most satisfactory ending. After coming to terms that they had both lost the loves of their lives, they found kindred spirits in each other. One fine day a hungry customer walked over to Ucchan's and was disappointed to find a notice on the door saying "CLOSED FOR BUSINESS. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATRONAGE. –UCCHAN." While Ucchan herself was nowhere to be found.
After a few years of investigation, Ranma and Akane were thrilled to hear that Ryoga and Ukyo had eloped, and were now living in Hokkaido, perfectly happy, and expecting a child.
The last eight years had always been on the back burner of Akane's mind, but she and Ranma considered the whole fiancée issue over and done with.
... "What's up Ranma?"
Ranma sat down in the chair opposite her. By now, Ranma and Akane had both left the dojo, and were living (much to their fathers' dismay) in separate apartments on different sides of Tokyo. Akane had come over at Ranma's request, telling her he had to talk to her, but she had been sitting in the living room reading for the past twenty minutes, while she heard him mumble to himself in his bedroom.
Ranma faced his fiancée with his deep blue eyes, then looked at his lap and sighed.
"I haven't the faintest idea how to say this... bear with me Akane... this isn't easy."
Akane stared at him. Ranma lost for words?
He once again looked into Akane's eyes. God, they were beautiful eyes. So dark and liquid like melted chocolate. Ranma mentally kicked himself for ever calling her a tomboy or anything else that degraded her beauty.
"Akane... I don't know how to say this, or even how you'll take it, but it has to be said. Once it is, I can feel I've at least made one accomplishment in my life."
Akane nodded. "Whatever it is you have to say Ranma, I'm sure it's not that bad."
Ranma still couldn't believe how much Akane had changed over the past few years. When she was eighteen she had started taking anger management, and although she resented having to do it, she wasn't nearly as hot tempered as she had been, and she was a much better listener. Ranma felt they had only gotten closer since the wedding disaster, and he hoped to God he wasn't wrong.
Ranma took Akane's hand in his and ran his thumb over her knuckles. He wondered how even after all her life of hard training, sun exposure, multiple injuries, and ridding the world of evil her skin could be so soft and fair.
He took a deep breath to steady his pounding heart. It didn't work.
"Akane ...Iloveyou."
Akane stared again. "You... what?" she asked, even though she had heard perfectly well what he had said.
"It's true, Akane. It's always been true, even if you don't believe me. I think I've been in love with you since I first saw you, but I never admit it to myself or anyone else. I want to be with you. I want to marry you. I know that getting engaged to you was the best thing that ever happened to me, even though you told me all those times that you hated me."
Akane turned red. It was true that she had said some terrible things to Ranma... why had she been so blind??
"So... there you are Akane. You know how I feel. Now... I'll leave it up to you."
Ranma once again looked down at his lap. Had he done the right thing? Or had he just royally screwed things up for himself... again. Then he felt Akane's soft fingers brush under his chin and she gently brought his face up to look at hers. Her shining eyes looked into his, with an expression he couldn't quite read...it looked like a combination of happiness, relief, and some other emotions that are beyond human comprehension.
"Ranma Saotome, I-Love-You. Do I have to spell it out for you, baka?" Ranma laughed, and Akane started to laugh, and as she did, she felt Ranma's soft lips press gently against hers.
This was so different then any other kiss they had shared, not that they'd had any real ones. Now that she thought of it, the only times they had "kissed" were when they did that traumatizing Romeo and Juliet, and then once when Ranma was in Neko-form, and didn't even know what he was doing.
Akane started slightly as she felt Ranma's tongue slide across her lip, and she opened her mouth slightly to let him in. Ranma slid his tongue into Akane's mouth, and reveled in her taste. She tasted of sweet honey and oranges, and every wonderful thing that the gods ever created, Ranma could sense here within Akane.
Without words he scooped her up in his arms and carried her into his bedroom, never for a second breaking the connection. Akane barely noticed as Ranma picked her up. She felt she could have been hovering a mile off the ground and she would not have noticed. She was in love, she was loved, and that was all that mattered. Fire could have rained down from the heavens, blood could have poured into the waters, a thousand plagues could have not drawn Akane from the blissful euphoria she got from being in the arms of the man she loved.
Ranma carefully laid Akane on the bed and climbed on top of her. He had no fear of hurting her. One of the things that had attracted him to her was her strength, both physical and mental. Akane shivered as Ranma slowly pushed up her shirt and gently massaged her breasts. He was so gentle; you'd never know it from looking at him, but the way he touched her was the way one would handle a priceless piece of glass. Ranma caressed Akane's stomach, then after a short pause took his mouth off hers. Akane whined in protest, and he laughed softly. Ranma stroked her thighs and planted small kisses up from her stomach to her breastbone, and as he did he undid her tight, white blouse, button by button. He opened her shirt revealing her black bra, the bra that some overpowering feeling had told Akane to put on that morning. Akane swooped down and met his mouth with hers. She couldn't stand it anymore. He was torturing her, and all she wanted was to get him as close to her as possible. As they kissed, Ranma slowly eased his hand under Akane's short green skirt. Akane gave a soft cry as she felt Ranma stroke her clit, and almost screamed with want as he slowly pushed his finger inside her.
"There must be something wrong with this" Akane thought, "Nothing right could possibly be this good".
Then something happened. Akane would never know exactly what triggered it, or why it happened just when it did, but what happened in the moment Akane Tendo received her first kiss from Ranma, would change both of their lives forever. It happened like a bolt of lightning; hit her like a ton of bricks. Before her very eyes, Akane saw all of them: Ukyo, Shampoo, Kodachi, even that weird bimbo Ranma's dad had tried to hook him up with and he had to beat her in a take-out race. They were all there. Akane watched as they all mocked her, kissed her fiancé, made a fool of her. Shampoo kissing Ranma, Ukyo chasing him in her skimpy little chef's outfit, Kodachi lying practically on top of Ranma about to kiss him, on her own roof, no over her own BEDROOM no less!!!
What the hell did he take her for?? Who did he think he was? Did he think she was as easily bought as the others? No fucking way!!
"RANMA NO BAKA!!"
Akane shoved Ranma off her. He fell to the floor and stared up at her.
"What do you take me for?? I'm not just one of your bitches you low-life asshole!! I am your legal, legitimate, fiancée, and I always have been!!"
"Akane-" Ranma tried, but he was cut off abruptly.
"Don't talk to me! I'm no fool. I'm not going to fall into your trap you lecherous liar! No way! From this day forward you can consider this engagement over!! I HATE YOU!!"
And with her head held high, Akane straightened her clothes and marched out of the apartment, slamming the door with a loud bang as she went.
Ranma sat on the floor. He sat for so long he forgot he was there. He forgot that Tokyo existed, that his parents existed, that his "fiancées" existed, that he existed. But Akane existed. Akane existed larger than life. And she filled the room for hours, days, months, and years after she had gone. Ranma did not sit there for years, but he did sit there for hours, as evening came, until evening came, then he finally allowed himself to exist again. Ranma rose out of the ashes he had melted into long enough to think to himself:
"Akane...what did I do wrong?"
-R & R-
*~* Dark Eyed Mermaid*~*