Unlikely Love Chapter 1, a ranma fanfic

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Chapter one

This is a Ranma/Hikaru with a hint of death note

Girls squealed over the posters of the Death Note actors and one of them nearly fainted at the sight of a real life L. Ranma sweat dropped at this as he strode through the crowded streets.

Saotome Ranma, age 19 has come back from China. Two years ago he had went away to China to settle some things that his father made (marriage promises and fights) and to make himself stronger. Coming back to Japan where he lived with his mother seemed so strange. Ranma sighed, well, he was full boy again and everything was going to be back to normal (or so he hoped) so he could live life happy (or so he planned to.)

"Ranma-kun?"

The pig tailed boy turned around at the mention of his name, only to see an owl-eyed male with spiky hair standing behind him

"Go…Gosunkugi?" Ranma asked in disbelief, the other boy blushed and nodded.

"Y-Yeah… long time no see eh?"

"Yeah… but what the hell happened to you?" Ranma said as he stepped closer to the boy and looked at him. He was leaner than before, and his height had shot up but he was still in inch or two shorter than himself. He wore baggy faded blue jeans and a white long sleeve, not to mention that his hair was spiked out to the side like that actor L or something… Something clicked inside of his head.

"You're not… cosplaying as that L character… are you?"

"Well… maybe we can talk over a cup of tea, my house isn't too far away from here." The owl-eyed boy said as he turned around and began to walk in a different direction. It took Ranma a few seconds to register what he had said before he began to follow him.

Gosunkugi set down a warm cup of tea in front of the pig tailed boy and sat down.

"Ranma-kun…. How have you been? I haven't seen you for nearly two years." Hikaru asked as he sipped his tea, sitting in a crouching position on the couch, Ranma eyed this strangely, but shook it off and took a sip of his own.

"I had to settle some things back in China, not to mention that the Nannii-chuan that I used to be full boy was a big fake, so I had to go look for the real thing." He said as he took a cube of sugar and dropped it into the cup.

"Anyway, what happened to you? I mean, I never expected to bump into you, and as an actor… wait, model?"

"I'm both."

"But… how did that happen?"

"A classmate told me that I should try out as L when a crew came in looking for people who resembled the characters from Death Note. Strange as it may seem, I got in as L."

"Don't you get swarmed by fangirls?" Ranma asked as he remembered the fainting and swooning girls, all they had to do was take one glance at Gosunkugi and faint. Hikaru shook his head.

"They have they're eyes glued to the posters too much to notice me." He said with a slight chuckle.

"Do you want some more tea?" Hikaru asked as he stood up and took his cup, Ranma nodded and took his own cup, following the owl-eyed boy into the kitchen.

"Don't you get lonely living by yourself?" Ranma asked as he watched Hikaru's gentle fingers wrap itself around the handle of the kettle.

"You get used to it."

"How about food? Do you cook it all by yourself too?"

"Un, I got a cook book from my mother when I moved out…" Hikaru trailed off as he let go of the handle, letting it fall to the ground and break. He stumbled backwards, his vision blurring.

"Gosunkugi?"

He heard concern in Ranma's voice before he felt the floor slipping from under his feet and blacking out.

Ranma watched in confusion as Hikaru let go of the kettle and stumble backwards.

"Gosunkugi?" He called out, but caught him when he lost balance and fell backwards.

"Oi, Gosunkugi, Gosunkugi?" Ranma took the boy in the living room and set him down on the couch that they were sitting one. Gently brushing his bangs away from his eyes, Ranma saw that the boy had blanked out, probably from a fever… The Saotome put his hand on Hikaru's forehead and pulled away. 'Holy crap, he's got a bad fever… but why?' Ranma pondered as he picked up the boy again and walked into the hall. Opening a door with his foot (He guessed that it was his bedroom.) he walked inside and set the burning boy down onto the futon at the corner of the room. The boy mumbled something and held onto Ranma's sleeve.

"Ranma-kun… you're so warm…don't go…" He whispered.

Ranma turned slightly red at this, but gently pulled his sleeve away and pulled the blankets over him. Standing up he walked out of the room and into the kitchen to clean the mess.

"But how could he have caught a cold all of a sudden? It doesn't make any sense…" The pig tailed boy wondered out loud as he wiped the floor and threw away the broken kettle in the garbage.

"Guess I should stay with him tonight." Ranma said as he stood up and looked around for a phone. Spotting one, he grabbed the receiver and punched in a ten digit number.

Dring

"Hello?"

"Mom? Hey it's me, Ranma. Yeah, no, not really. But look, I have to stay with a friend tonight, he's sick and he lives alone. Yeah, okay, no, no, no, okay. Love you too mom." He finished as he hung up the phone and made his way back. Stepping inside the room he shivered, this apartment was so cold, how could someone live here? He sat down next to Hikaru's sleeping form and placed his hand against Hikaru's forehead, it was still burning.

"Ranma-kun…" Hikaru mumbled as he opened his eyes.

"Looks like you're awake."

"Mnn… don't you have to go home? It's already six…"

"I told my mom that I would spend the night here."

"Demo…"

"I'm not gonna leave you here lying in your bed sick, all alone. Now tell me, what do you feel like eating?"

"….??"

"Oh come on, there's gotta be something that you feel like eating." Ranma said as he looked out the window.

"Mnn… Ranma-kun… I…" Hikaru mumbled as he propped himself up with his arms.

"Ranma-kun, I don't really feel like eating, but…"

"But?"

"um…never mind, it was…a queer thing to say." Hikaru said as he lied back down on the futon and turned away.

"….Oi Hikaru."

"Eh…?" That was the first time he used his first name.

"What were you going to ask me?"

"I… I wanted to know what happened to Akane-san, I haven't seen her ever since I began acting…" He said, but strangely he didn't blush at the mention of her name. Ranma chuckled.

"I don't really know myself, I decided that I don't want to spend my life with her so I called off the whole fiancée thing." The pig tailed boy said as he stood up.

"I'm going to get a few patches, the ones that brings your fever down, so don't wander around alright? Oh, and you need anything?"

"No…Ranma-kun… Thanks…" The boy whispered before he fell asleep, Ranma gave a faint smile before he turned around and left.

He felt his bangs being brushed aside as a warm hand placed itself over his forehead.

"Hikaru…."

The voice was so gentle

"Hikaru…"

Slowly he opened his eyes, letting his hazy vision focus. Ranma's face and his ceiling came clear into view.

"Ranma-kun… what are you doing here…?"

"-Chuckle- You became sick and I ran out to get some fever control patches for you, here."

Hikaru closed his eyes and felt his hand brushing the bangs aside and placing the cool pat on, he shivered at the coldness of the gel on the patch, but relaxed when he felt Ranma's hand pat his head. Without realizing he leaned into the other boy's touch.

"Ranma-kun…"

It was a whisper. His gentle voice calling out through the still air, the small cry barely there. Ranma felt his cheeks heat at the sight of his closed his eyes, why was he caring so much for the other boy? Seeing that the boy had fallen asleep he took his hand back.

His pale cheeks stood out from his onyx black air that was spiked out in every which way. He was so different now. A few years back this kid was the voodoo obsessed stalker-like student, infatuated with Akane. Now he's just… changed. Changed in ways that he never thought he would change. Going from Voodoo kid to Death Note actor/model. A grin pulled at his lips. But it wasn't a bad change, it was rather interesting, and it highlighted a new part of Gosunkugi that no one would've guessed.

Ranma gave another shiver, the room was getting way too cold, and there was no heater in his line of vision either.

"Ranma-kun…"

His ears pricked at the sound of his name and turned around to look at the sleeping boy next to him.

"There's another set of blankets in the closet, if it's getting a little too cold for you then please, feel free the take one and sleep. But I don't have another futon so I'm afraid that you'll have to take a part of the futon form me, I hope it won't get you sick." He said through a soft voice as he shuffled over and fell asleep on the edge of the mat. Ranma's eyes widened at this; when did Gosunkugi care for others so much? Shrugging it off he got up and approached the closet, pulled out a blanket and pillow, closed the closet door, and walked back to where the sleeping boy lay. Wrapping the blanket over him he set his head down on the pillow. Just as he was about to slip into the world of anti-reality, he felt the other boy's back brush against his own.

'Damn… his fever went up… but…it'll go away…' He mused in his mind before he let himself go.

So how did you like it?

It's my first –possibly successful- Ranma fic, the other one was a complete failure. Though I have no idea where to put this (as in the pairings) so I decided to put it here; Sorry for the intrusion ad misleading-ness! But tell me what you think, I want to continue this, and I want to keep it up on Fanfiction. But if the readers don't like it then I can't keep it up. So! If you think it sucks, please, feel free to flame. If you think I can continue it, please review. I'm open to all thoughts, so memorize it.

p.s. The pairing might be a little (or very) strange, so for the people who don't like it…. I can't blame you. But I've always loved crack pairings so you've gotta forgive me on this one.