ok. this is my first fanfiction. please be kind. i dont own Ranma 1/2 though i wish i did. k? Enjoy! ^.^
"Ranma, honey!" Ukyo said running to the Tendo Dojo excited with the okonomiyaki she made for Ranma, her 'fiancé'. She couldn't wait for him to try it. But at the same time she felt uneasy. She didn't know why but she knew something was going to affect her life forever. But she kept running in the direction of the Tendos. Then she saw a figure of a man running towards her, was it Ranma? He was running pretty fast. He looked so, strong, and powerful. She snapped back to reality just a little too late. They collided at full force and her okonomiyaki went flying through the air. The man caught the young chef from falling. Then he caught the okonomiyaki as easily as she made it.
She looked up to see the face of this mysterious man. To her disappointment it was Ryoga. "I'm very sorry miss. Wait, Ukyo, what are you doing in China?"
"You're still in Nerima, stupid." She said punching him gently and smiled. He smiled sadly back.
"So I'm still in the same town as Akane. Well, how are you Ukyo?" Ukyo wasn't quite listening. She was looking at Ryoga from a different angle, in a way she never looked at Ranma before. His usual mustard yellow shirt, black pants, laced at the bottom, and headband on him looked so… wait, what was she thinking? She blushed. She was engaged to Ranma, wasn't she? Why was she thinking this way? "Ukyo?" She was startled by his voice. "Are you okay?"
"Oh, I'm fine Ryoga! I'm going to see Ranma. You wanna come?" Ukyo asked.
"No thank you Ukyo. I have to go find a way to get to China and get rid of this curse once and for all," he said holding his head up high and puffing out his chest like a soldier going into battle. She giggled softly to herself.
"Well, you better get going! I'll be cheering for you," Ukyo said, getting to her feet. "I also have to get going! Ranma's waiting!"
"Oh, okay. See you soon, I hope." Ryoga gave the okonomiyaki back to Ukyo, grabbed his bag and umbrella and ran in the opposite direction. 'Did Ryoga just look disappointed? Nah, it's just my imagination.' It started to rain as Ukyo walked the rest of the way to the Tendos. The weird thing was, it was a warm rain. She hadn't cared. All she was able to think of was Ryoga. He defends the weak, he can be kind to Ranma at times, he's completely hopeless around most girls, and his sense of direction isn't the best. All and all, he's a sweet guy.
When she got to the Tendo's gate, Shampoo happened to be there with an order of Raman with her. For Ranma. "Back off, Shampoo. He's mine."
"Ranma belong to Shampoo. No back down when comes to Ranma. Me fight to win Ranma."
"That's fine with me." Thunder rolled in the background as they were about to begin their fight. Then, all of a sudden Akane ran out the gate of her house, on the brink of tears. She ran past the Amazon girl and the okonomiyaki chef without even stating her claim on Ranma. Ranma must have told her that he loved me; the two girls thought and were surprised to see Ranma running after Akane.
"Akane! Please wait! Don't go!" He ran down the street that Akane fled down. The girls didn't think twice before chasing after him. The warm rain didn't make Ranma or Shampoo transform, but was Ranma… crying?
"AKANE!"
They ran further into Nerima, each soaking wet. Then Shampoo ended the chase.
"Nihao, Ranma!" Shampoo jumped in front of Ranma. Damn, she got to him first, Ukyo thought, still running, but let's see him break her little heart in two.
"I'm not in the mood Shampoo. Get out of the way." Ukyo finally caught up, and waited for him to do it. Break her heart, Ranma. Break it like you did Akane's.
But the rain disguised the tears in his eyes, and she could see that.
"Ran-Chan? Are you…crying?"
"Ranma? What be wrong? You can tell Shampoo!"
He just pushed her aside and kept running.
"You can run, Ranma. But you no hide from Shampoo."
"You never listen. Try to understand." He finally said sounding like a ticking bomb. He grabbed both Ukyo and Shampoo and stared at them with swirls of emotion in his eyes. "I don't care if we are engaged by a promise or the Amazon law. I …" he took a deep breath, and said tenderly, "I don't love you."
No. This…can't be happening. I'm having a nightmare, that's all. Come on, Ukyo wake up! WAKE UP!
(Ukyo's POV)
I stared at him for what seemed like decades. He was my idol, the one I loved, MY fiancé. What kind of bull shit is he trying to pull? "What are you saying Ranma? Are you sick?"
"I LOVE AKANE!" When those words came out of his mouth, there was a crash of china plates and thunder at the same time. Raman spilled all over the street ground, and I looked like Akane; on the verge of tears. 'Don't you dare cry. He'll think you're weak.' But I finally cracked when he barely whispered "After what happened between all of us yesterday, I finally accepted the truth. It's time for you guys to accept it too." He left the scene, still looking for Akane, leaving Shampoo and I to stand in the rain.
"This all your fault, Ukyo! Now Ranma hate Shampoo!"
"JUST SHUT THE HELL UP SHAMPOO!" I turned around and ran in the direction of home and left the bitch to stand in the rain. I just couldn't cry in front of her. Maybe I was weak. I just needed to rest, or get away from everything, I just don't know anymore. I tripped and fell in the mud and glass. The glass cuts my skin and I couldn't hold the tears back any more. I kept running home, covered in mud, spots of blood, and my own tears.
I reached home and ran to the bathroom. There I slam the door shut and I slid down the door into a sitting position. I just cried, and cried. I was breaking little by little, piece by piece. I ached all over so I took a long bath and just cried, not knowing what to do. I got out and got into clean clothes. I went to my cooking station and turned on the stove. I took a spatula and held it down on the burning stove. "Ranma… how can you be so…so…" I took the spatula off the stove and used it as if I was cutting myself out of depression, one line after another. I finally scream in pain and grab my wrist; dropping my spatula and hearing it clatter on the floor, along with the thunder. Some of the burns on my wrist bled while others just stayed the way they were.
I did the same to the other wrist, and had the same reaction. Tears still stained my face, and new ones covered the old salty trails. I laid low for a week, either crying, burning my wrist or sleeping, and dreaming of the special person. But I wasn't over Ranma's declaration of love for Akane. His words still stab my very soul. I chose to run away for awhile. Sure I'll come back, I won't get lost like Ryoga. Thoughts swirled in my head of that eternal lost boy and I smiled weakly. 'Funny, how come the thought of him makes me smile? Am I… no. I can't be. Can I?'
It's been raining since that fateful day. I packed my bag for my getaway: clothes, okonomiyaki items, ect. I made my way to the door to leave. I put a closed sign on my shop before I would leave the safety of my home. I made sure that no one was on the streets and ran out the door into the pouring rain. My thoughts swirled around Ranma and Ryoga for no good reason. I didn't feel the warm rivers of tears rolling down my face as I just kept running, running away from him, away from Ranma. I started walking up the steep and rocky hill out of Nerima, and thoughts strayed to every one I'm walking away from.
Look what you did now Ukyo. Akane.
This all your fault Ukyo! Now Ranma hate Shampoo. Her.
Ranma darling is mine, cook! Kodachi, the Black Rose.
I can't believe you Ukyo! Ranma. I finally accepted the truth. It's time for you guys to accept it too. 'Shut up, Ranma.' I don't care if we are engaged by a promise or the Amazon law. I … I don't love you.
"GOD DAMN IT RANMA!" I yell clutching my head hearing him say that over and over in my head. "GET OUT OF MY GOD DAMN MIND!" From that moment, I knew I was going insane. My foot slipped and I fell down, hitting my head pretty hard against a rock, and all I could do was scream. This pain was nothing compared to what I've been doing to myself for the last few days. But the voices still echoed in my head.
It's all your fault. Look what you did now Ukyo! It's all your fault Ukyo. I don't love you.
It's all your fault. 'Shut up. Please, shut up.'
Why did you do that Ukyo? 'Ryoga?' I thought we were friends.
I saw a figure of a man coming towards me. I must have died. An angel came to bring me to heaven. He was calling me. "It wasn't my fault, Ryoga." I started to say, tears running down my face along with the rain. "It wasn't my fault." My eyes closed, and I heard someone say my name once more. But I couldn't respond this time. Sleep overcame me once more.
(Ryoga's POV)
It's been how long since I last been in Nerima? I think about a week. Man, I don't know why, but I don't think of Akane as much as I used to, or the way I used to really. When I used to say loved her, I guess it wasn't true. It's like my thoughts have been replace with Ukyo. Literally, it's like every thought is about her. Every. Single. Thought. But of course, that bastard Ranma had to take her away, just like Akane. The same for Mousse and Shampoo. Separated by who? Ranma. Always that God damn Ranma. He has too many fiancés. He should learn to share them, or at least Ukyo. Just the thought of her makes my heart soar. What is this feeling?
It's been raining since I left that one of a kind okonomiyaki chef, and I haven't been traveling since. I had to set up camp on top of a hill. Damn, I'm so lonely. I wish I went with Ukyo to see the Tendos. Then maybe I wouldn't be stuck in here all alone. Ukyo probably would let me stay at her place till the rain stopped. What the Hell? No, she would never do that. Not for me. God, I been having weird feeling for her for the longest amount of time, but started having affect on me just recently. Maybe it's because I accepted that Akane loves Ranma, and vice versa. It's just not fair!
Then, out of nowhere, I hear a blood curtailing scream coming from outside. "What the hell?" I run outside to feel warm rain run down my face. I continued looking for the source of the sound. As I walk down the hill, and little by little, I see an outline, of a girl. I quicken the pace, and then I see a big spatula next to her fallen figure. It was Ukyo. I feel all the color drain from my face. "UKYO!" I cried out to her, but the rain drowns out my words. Or so I thought. I finally reach her.
"It wasn't my fault, Ryoga." She said. Was she really talking to me, or was she delusional. I couldn't tell. Oh God, Ukyo. "It wasn't my fault." She closed her eyes as I say her name over and over again as the rain poured harder and harder. She wouldn't respond. I had to get her back to my tent, and fast. I walked up the rocky slope. Thank God that it wasn't the usual rain. She felt lighter than she did a week ago.
I reach the tent and laid her on my bed. She looked like a mess! Covered in mud, blood, cuts, and bruises. Just what the hell happened to her? I got a washcloth and wiped her visible injuries, because I'm no a pervert like Ranma. Since some of her wounds wouldn't stop bleeding, I looked around my tent for something to rap her wounds in. Since I had extra clothes but no extra blankets, I took off my shirt, ripped it up, and rapped her arms and legs with my yellow ripped up shirt.
I started making something for her to eat when she were to wake up. Damn it all, Ukyo was soaking wet and unconscious. What should I do now? I found a bag next to her outside that I also brought back. It might have dryer clothes in it. Should I get her changed? I look back at her and see that part of her shirt had been ripped, and not in a good spot either. My nose started to bleed profusely. 'Aw, shit.' I turned my head, grabbed my blanket and threw it over her. That was so uncalled for. I was breathing heavily. I must have turned as red as my umbrella. It was getting colder and I guess I had no choice. She must have had a collision or something, and knowing my sense of direction, I wouldn't be able to bring her to Doctor Tofu in time.
I look through her bag and sure enough I find a spare change of clothes. I looked at her and sighed. 'What if she's just sleeping? What if I wake her up?' I took out her clothes and got ready to dress her. Just the thought made my face turned red. I picked up Ukyo. She looked so, pretty, even if she wasn't herself right now. But then she wakes up in my arms. I start panicking. This was just exactly what I was afraid of. And all I can think of were these three words. Oh. Dear. God.