"Goodbye… Akane."
Yo! D-Jumper here, and this is a story that I'm dying ta' finish. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Y'know, if I really owned Ranma½, Do you really think that it'd be a FanFiction? 'Cause I may own a bottle of "Make your own cursed spring", but I don't own this. Don't sue for this disclaimer. I have no money, 'cause I wasted it on cookies… Stupid me! I do, however, own Takeshi (A name I tend to go by), Meta, Mecha and Techno.
Summary: Ranma's never really been unfazed by Akane's insults, but this is past fazed. Suddenly Akane finds herself chasing after an extremely depressed Ranma, and trying to solve this mess while doing so. RAxAK
Warning: may be OOC. RanmaxAkane, my favorite Ranma½ pairing. You have no idea how long I've wanted to write this, and I'm throwing in my own character for fun.
"Poofy." Speech.
-Mmm… Takeout…- Chinese
'Blaaah.' Thoughts.
[This is getting old very quickly]. Chinese thoughts.
[Insert long line here]
Nerima. Y'know, that's the one place that would get lots o' tourists… if they weren't gonna get sued for the inevitable hospitalizations that would occur. But that's not why we're here. We're here to watch these two chaos magnets. guess who? 3 guesses.
In the streets-
A familiar pig-tailed martial artist was walking on a fence, with an okonomiyaki in his mouth-whoops, not anymore. Ranma was carrying a bag with rustling contents. 'I guess that I should at least try to ask her ta marry me, even if it is sudden… but first, I have some terrorist fiancées' ta take care of…' He thought, before…
"Sweet-o!" Happosai splashed Ranma and latched onto the aquatransexual's chest, oblivious to the look of absolute rage on his-errm… her face. "Ranma M'boy, How nice of you to wait for your master!"
"Old freak…" she said coldly, gripping tightly onto the dripping portable polystyrene container (bag). 'Oh, now that's reeeal nice. Why is it that I can never have a moment of peace?' She thought. "Hmm?" the artifact mused. "Oh Ranma you shouldn't have!" He said, dropping down and looking at the baggy. "How nice of you to buy me panties! Now gimme!"
"Oh no you do-" She couldn't finish as Happosai snatched up the bag. Naturally Ranma (being Ranma,) chased. "Hooraa! Ranma's finally coming around to be like his master!" He said sweetly as the chase ensued. "I ain't EVER gonna be like YOU, old freak!" Ranma yelled at the diminutive nuisance.
As the chase took them over the canals, Ranma caught the old man as he stopped and took something out of the bag. Unfortunately this made Happosai drop what he was holding… which was a beautiful Amethyst-Purple-colored silk dress, with a Golden flower pattern. Straight into the canals. The dirty canals. The canals of no return. The canals of- YOU GET THE PICTURE!
'No, No, NO! That was one o' my gifts, and probably the most important one too! ' "Old freak." She said in an unnervingly stoic manner. "Do ya realize what you've just done?" Ranma was suddenly uncertain of her ability to keep her rage at bay, as it started to fill her voice. "No, I don't. But for disobeying your master, you will be punished!" He said quickly, taking the only other thing left in the bag.
All the color left Ranma's face when she saw the wrapped object. 'No, I can't let him destroy my chances of recovering Akane!'' "Old freak, give it back. NOW." She said it in a tone that meant 'Do it or you will die.' accompanied by a look that said 'I MEAN IT.' Happosai shrugged it off and taunted. "KYAHAHAHA! Why is it so important to you Ranma?"
"None o' your business why it's important!" She said angrily (and cautiously). "Then come and get it! Kyeheheh…" He said, jumping towards the Tendo household. 'If I don't get that back, then I'm gonna be in deeper water than the Saotome Foot-In-Mouth disease could ever get me in!' "Grr… I'M GONNA GET YOU, OLD FREAK!" she yelled in frustration as she chased after him. Fury was ablaze in Ranma's Steel-Blue eyes.
In the Nekohanten-
Shampoo was working in the kitchen with a disturbing smile on her face. [Now when Ranma hears Akane say "I hate you" to him, he will realize that he hates her! And when he does, he will never be able to be in the same room as her, let alone under the same roof! And then he'll be mine, all mine! We'll have the strongest…]. She thought in glee, for she had somehow managed to spike Ranma's okonomiyaki with an Amazon potion… unknown to her, the potion's actual effect was graphed only in the ancient texts. Also unknown to her, the noodles were burnt, and her hair was on fire.
|Location unknown|-
There was a breeze on the top of the lone hill, making the leaves on the tree rustle. From there, you could see a quiet town. "Heh heh, I never tire of their antics." said a figure with a chuckle. It seemed to be watching something projecting from his chest. "I find it wrong to chuckle at the misfortune of others, Takeshi." Strangely enough, the noise seemed to be coming from Takeshi's right arm. "Hunh? But it's funny, right D-Kun?" Chimed his left hand.
"Yeah." He responded. Something popped up in front of Takeshi and said "What is wrong with you? Go get her!" It said. "What's wrong with YOU? In case ya' didn't notice, that girl is in love with Mr. "I'm the incarnation of pure chaos!" over there. Vice versa also applies to this situation. The only problem is their uncertainty-and stop making comments on how I'm "Omniscient". Pervert." Takeshi said angrily, much to the discomfort of… whatever it is. "He can't be a guy, I tell ya'…" It grumbled, before returning to God-Knows-Where.
Takeshi returned to watching Ranma and Akane, an interested expression on his face. Suddenly, his eyes widened and a shocked expression took it's place. "Oh Man," he blurted out "Shampoo didn't… Crud!" He realized what had happened. Takeshi forced himself to settle down and watch. "I will not go unless I have to, I will not go unless I have to, I will not…" He chanted to himself, a grim expression finalizing on his face.
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So… How did ya' like it? Will update, don't worry… although it might take a while. Reviewing will help, while flames will not… but as this is my first fanfiction, anything'll do, I guess… "I Agree." "Me too!" "HELL NO!" Oh for the love of… couldn't you keep quiet for one more minute? "No." …We'll talk later. Oh- and Mecha uses D-Kun as a nickname for Takeshi.