A/N Apparently, the first version I wrote totally stinks. Here is Prelude V.2

"Words"

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'thoughts'

Akane leaned against the wall, flipping through the old manga. 'Maybe I was too harsh…'

:::::::::: Baakaa! You cold of at least tried my cooking! It's fine! " No, it's deadly! Have you even tried the stuff? Ranma yelled from the living room. " why do I even bother! You never compliment me, you never eat my cooking, if you do you act like your going to die! " Because I might! Do you realize what you put in it that stuff!" Ranma yelled back, getting annoyed.

" You always tease me or taunt me! I'm sick of it! I don't want to be stuck with a ungrateful jerk! The engagement's off Akane huffed, running up to her room, Ranma hurrying out the door.

:::::: Akane Kasumi said, the door creaking open. Everyone's going to walk to a new resonant. Do you want to go? Kasumi said in her usual sweet voice.

No thanks. I just don't feel like going anywhere with Ranma Akane said, slamming her manga shut, forcing a smile.

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Geez. She should at least try her cooking. It's not my fault if I can't eat that hazardous waste she cooks. Ranma thought, kicking a rock down the middle of the street.. Behind him, a car whizzed around the corner.

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Akane absent mindedly flipped through another manga as she doors slammed open downstairs, the sound of a sobbing Soun's and Dr. Tofu's voice reaching upstairs.

' Something must be wrong.' Akane said, shutting her manga and making her way downstairs.

Nabiki stopped her halfway.

" Akane, you do not want to go down there. Nabiki said in her ever-serious tone.

" Down there, is something, no one would want to make a profit out of Nabiki said, as Akane started digging in her pockets for some yen.