Far Away – A sequel to Without a Trace
What happens when Nickleback's song is mixed with Without a Trace? A whole lot of inspiration!
NEW READERS: If you haven't read "Without a Trace," I urge you to do so before you read this story. Not only is it an entertaining read, but it will make this story much more enjoyable.
OLD FANS: YESH! I'm back! I know, I know! I said I would take a longer break, but the reviews for WAT were very positive and encouraging, I just had to come back to do this. Turns out that while working on other things (trying to learn to play Inuyasha's To Love's End on the piano) and listening to music, Nickelback's song inspired a sequel to WAT, and a sequel to this sequel. If you want to have an idea where the story will go, take a moment to listen to Far Way by Nickelback. If you want an idea of what to expect from this story, picture all the drama, confusion, frustration and WTF moments from WAT…and then multiply them by 10 :D
Please review if you like the story. Every review keeps the creativity bunnies coming back.
Summary: SEQUEL TO WITHOUT A TRACE. Akane and Ranma struggle to make their relationship work while attempting to put their lives back in order. As they focus on making up for the time they were far away from each other, they overlook signs of a silent threat that attempts to set them apart.
Don't own Ranma! If I did, WAT would be made into a live-action movie, with Ranma being played by Josh Duhamel.
UPDATE: This is version 1.1 of the Prologue. One of my readers pointed out a few boo-boos my beta didn't catch (he was more excited about the sequel than the proofreading :P) I hope this is better, Kikko :) Thanks for the heads up!
Prologue
Akane and I walked out of Dr. Tofu's office, hand-in-hand. I had just walked inside his clinic as a fake woman having nothing but the clothes on my back, and I came out of it as a full man with my woman in in arms.
My woman.
I always thought that couples that referred to each other as my thisor my that, were possessive bastards full of shit that would leave their partner at the drop of hat.
I was wrong; for the most part.
While some of those people don't mean what they said, some do. Like me.
Though, I doubt any of them had to go through what I we went through, before we ended up together. I'm sure as hell it made me appreciate what I had, a whole lot more than I did before. I never thought about the future before; just about the day I lived in. The last two years had taught me how wrong I was to think this way. Thinking about seizing the day is not a terrible thing to do, but only if the seizing is helping you shape your life.
So, that's what I did.
After we returned to her home, and I found out that everyone knew about her returning except me, I decided I had been given the second chance I prayed every night since I thought her gone. I still don't know how, but she came back to me, and she made me a real man, again. Not only physically, but in personality, as well. I had put off taking on the responsibilities of a man long enough. I had to be a man; a real man, for her.
There was no more time for random fiancées, or pointless adventures, or silly plans to break us up. We had wasted enough time. I had wasted enough time.
I know she felt the same.
That night she stayed with me, as I was unwilling to let her go so soon. After dragging around my broken body and spirit for an entire year after she forced me to leave her behind, I was not going to be left behind anymore. We slept on her couch in the living room, and I held her close to me the entire night. I had the mother of all neck pains the next morning, but it had been worth it because she was still there when I woke up.
It took me a few weeks to feel comfortable leaving her side. I spent countless nights sleeping on the roof of her room, guarding her slumber, and her life. I feared the day the Phoenix people would come for her again. I feared it every day, and every night.
I still do.
But she has been able to calm my fears, and I've learned to trust her to be able to fight back.
She can fight back.
Even though she gave up most of her Phoenix benefits when she cured herself from the curse, she still holds some. If she wanted to, she might be able to take me. She almost has in the past few months, but she always holds back. Wasn't it supposed to be the other way around? Sometimes, it hurts my pride that she is so strong because, let's face it, I'm the man. I'm supposed to protect her, and keep her safe from all those around us. Yet, I know she doesn't need me for that, at least not as much as she claims she does, or as much as she used to.
She knows it irks me. She knows it drives me mad. She knows it makes me feel unworthy of her time.
What else am I supposed to offer her? I have nothing much.
So, my search began.
My search to do anything, and everything, to be able to give Akane anything she wants.
This is the only POV chapter in the entire story. I hardly ever write POV stories, but I wanted to start the path of the story from Ranma's side. The chapters have not been written yet, but the outlines have been completed. As before, the more reviews I get, the less I sleep typing up this story of you ^_^