Disclaimer: I do not own these characters nor do I claim too, this is a simple fan based homage. Their creators and the companies they work for and with own the characters and all that pertains to them. (I.E. Rumiko Takahashi) This is just fans of the show expressing their love for it for fun, no profit is involved or expected thank you.
Authors notes: This is my first fic to write having been a fan of the art form that is fanfic sense the mid nineties. I have been batting ideas around for years finely I decided to go ahead and give it a whirl. I decided to start with a small short fic a bit a semi-dark/waff. This is not what it seems this is just setting something up. Hope you like it let me know.
Love Lost1
As quietly as possible he slipped his pack on. Ranma took one last look around the bare room with a sigh. Five years he has lived here, the longest he has stayed anywhere that he can remember. Me and pop stayed right in this room together for a year, then mom joined us for another. When they finally got me and Akane together I thought things would be better and they were heck for a little bit there they were great. Mom and pop moved back in to the rebuilt Saotome home even as me and Akane got into the routine of married life. We were happy for a while, then the fights started again but not like before these were bad, angry, spiteful things.
Sigh, "She just got so jealous" he whispered. "After marriage you'd think she would a trusted me more but no, just walk by a girl any girl and I'd never hear the end of it, yak, yak, yak then pound, pound, pound."
Got cut off from everybody, he thought, even Ryoga stopped coming around, heard Uchan got married after she moved hope it works out for her. This last year it was so bad putting up with her anger and hate I had ta move back in here to me and Pop's old room.
"I just don't get it, just don't make no sense," he mumbles getting angry. "But if she wants a divorce so be it I am Ranma Saotome I don't need this." Quietly fuming he mutters "I've been used for so long, everyone's done everything to make me depend on them for whatever." "Well no more, from now on I don't need anyone I'll support my self." "Akane leaves me so what, parents turn their backs on me like it's my fault, I don't care." The fierce glare in his eyes fades though, back to a melancholy demeanor. "Well looks like you were right Uchan it didn't work out" sighing once again "wish I didn't get so mad at ya bout it though."
The angry glare returns when he hears Akane screech out profanity telling him in no uncertain terms to get out of HER house. "Screw it" tightening the pack once more he stalks out the door down the stairs. Ignoring Soun's wails of despair he walks right past Akane's fierce snarl, to angry to be sad about how things have turned out. Bursting out the front door and through the gate looking left and right.
Pausing to check the sky it was dark and overcast threatening rain. But while watching, the clouds part and start to clear up, the sunshine begins bathing down on him. Startled the anger bleeds out of him as the Sunlight beats down, slowly his shoulders firm and a slight smile forms. "Maybe" he smiles "just maybe, this might be a sign of my luck finally changing." Looking around again he decides to head south not noticing the clouds rolling back in while turning back. He does notice though when the rain starts coming down in a torrentchall down pour his form morphing around him. Slowly his smile falls and his shoulders hunch down. He growls out "or maybe not" with that Ranma-chan splashes down the road around a bend and out of sight.
END
End Notes: I may decide to continue this making it the prologue to a larger story possibly a crossover but not the usual other shows you see. Thank you all for any constructive C&C I would appreciate it.
Later,
Signed: Verse 12
Authors notes: This is my first fic to write having been a fan of the art form that is fanfic sense the mid nineties. I have been batting ideas around for years finely I decided to go ahead and give it a whirl. I decided to start with a small short fic a bit a semi-dark/waff. This is not what it seems this is just setting something up. Hope you like it let me know.
Love Lost1
As quietly as possible he slipped his pack on. Ranma took one last look around the bare room with a sigh. Five years he has lived here, the longest he has stayed anywhere that he can remember. Me and pop stayed right in this room together for a year, then mom joined us for another. When they finally got me and Akane together I thought things would be better and they were heck for a little bit there they were great. Mom and pop moved back in to the rebuilt Saotome home even as me and Akane got into the routine of married life. We were happy for a while, then the fights started again but not like before these were bad, angry, spiteful things.
Sigh, "She just got so jealous" he whispered. "After marriage you'd think she would a trusted me more but no, just walk by a girl any girl and I'd never hear the end of it, yak, yak, yak then pound, pound, pound."
Got cut off from everybody, he thought, even Ryoga stopped coming around, heard Uchan got married after she moved hope it works out for her. This last year it was so bad putting up with her anger and hate I had ta move back in here to me and Pop's old room.
"I just don't get it, just don't make no sense," he mumbles getting angry. "But if she wants a divorce so be it I am Ranma Saotome I don't need this." Quietly fuming he mutters "I've been used for so long, everyone's done everything to make me depend on them for whatever." "Well no more, from now on I don't need anyone I'll support my self." "Akane leaves me so what, parents turn their backs on me like it's my fault, I don't care." The fierce glare in his eyes fades though, back to a melancholy demeanor. "Well looks like you were right Uchan it didn't work out" sighing once again "wish I didn't get so mad at ya bout it though."
The angry glare returns when he hears Akane screech out profanity telling him in no uncertain terms to get out of HER house. "Screw it" tightening the pack once more he stalks out the door down the stairs. Ignoring Soun's wails of despair he walks right past Akane's fierce snarl, to angry to be sad about how things have turned out. Bursting out the front door and through the gate looking left and right.
Pausing to check the sky it was dark and overcast threatening rain. But while watching, the clouds part and start to clear up, the sunshine begins bathing down on him. Startled the anger bleeds out of him as the Sunlight beats down, slowly his shoulders firm and a slight smile forms. "Maybe" he smiles "just maybe, this might be a sign of my luck finally changing." Looking around again he decides to head south not noticing the clouds rolling back in while turning back. He does notice though when the rain starts coming down in a torrentchall down pour his form morphing around him. Slowly his smile falls and his shoulders hunch down. He growls out "or maybe not" with that Ranma-chan splashes down the road around a bend and out of sight.
END
End Notes: I may decide to continue this making it the prologue to a larger story possibly a crossover but not the usual other shows you see. Thank you all for any constructive C&C I would appreciate it.
Later,
Signed: Verse 12