Hellooooo! :)
This is my first ever Ranma Fanfiction!
I absolutely LOVE this Anime and the Manga.
Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this. All the chapters will probably be around this length or longer.
atleast that is the plan :)

I Do NOT Own Ranma 1/2. Nope,nope,nope.

-Alessiel


After Jusenkyo and the failed wedding attempt, he had noticed the not-so-subtle changes in her. When he would call her 'uncute' and 'tomboy' instead of lashing back out with 'Pervert' or 'Baka', her eyes would fall to the ground and she would turn away. When Shampoo would appear for an early morning glomp, interrupting their walk to school, she no longer glared or threw her attitude. In fact, she would tell Shampoo good morning and walk away without so much as a threat to him. During this last month she has hardly scorned him at all. He had tried to pick fights, just to see the usual fire flare up inside of her big brown eyes, but she barely responded, if at all. Everyone saw it, everyone knew...


"Do you think something is the matter with Akane? She sure has been acting strange." Kasumi's innocent voice spoke at the dinner table. The youngest of the 3 siblings had been in her room all day, and only came out moments ago to inform her oldest sister that she was not feeling well, and did not want any dinner. This was 3rd time this week she refused a meal and everyone was beginning to worry. It had been almost month since the wedding disaster and the fight at Jusenkyo. Ranma thought she was still trying to recover at first, from the trauma of it all, but she still hasn't gone back to her old ways and only seems to be getting worse.

"My guess is it has something to do with Ranma." Nabiki said nonchalantly, causing his shoulders to tense.

"No way is it my fault!" He took only a moment from shoving his face full of the delicious Miso soup to defend himself, and quickly continued slurping.

"You willing to bet on that?" Nabiki challenged, taking her eyes from her nails and smirking at the boy across from her.

"Yeah right, I ain't getting caught up in another one of your schemes, Nabiki. Haven't you stolen enough money from me?" Ranma spoke between slurps, not wanting to waste any of his precious dinner.

"Well now Ranma, if you are so confident that you aren't the problem, than why not just have a little fun anyway? If I lose I'll be the one paying you."

Ranma glanced up at her and cocked an eyebrow.

"You're never so willing to give up money like that Nabiki. I ain't stupid. You got some trick up your sleeve. Besides, nothing's wrong with Akane, she just said she wasn't hungry." He brought his attention back to his soup once again.

"How can you say that Ranma?! My precious girl has hardly left her room in a month!" Soun Tendo spoke up with tiny rivers running down his eyes.

"Yes, she certainly hasn't been very social lately." Kasumi added. Ranma brought his red bowl down and stared at the contents left in it.

"She's fine, alright. She's just...she's just still recovering is all." He gave them the excuse he has been giving himself for about 2 weeks now.

"Listen Ranma, I will not sit around while my daughter is falling into depression. You need to fix whatever it is you did or I will be forced to take matters into my own hands." Mr. Tendo's voice was stern for a moment, but he then quickly continued to blubber.

"Why is it always MY fault?" Ranma tightened his grip on the bowl that he was shoving in his face moments ago.

"Think about it, Ranma." Said Nabiki in a cool tone, making sure to send a small glare to her future brother in-law.

"I didn't do nothin' to her..." He spoke quietly, losing his usually insatiable appetite. He pushed the bowl away, only to have it quickly swiped by the giant panda sitting next to him.

"Oh Ranma, when will you ever learn?" Nabiki said with her attention back to her nails.

Ranma looked away from her only too see his father holding a sign that read "The boy has always been pretty dense."

"Like you have any room to talk, pop!" Ranma said with a quick punch to his fathers head. He sighed heavily and stomped out of the room and headed up the stairs. He just wanted to take a bath and go to bed for the night. Once he reached the upstairs hallway his eyes fell on Akane's door. The young martial artist walked quietly up to it and fought the urge to knock when he noticed her light was off. As he took a step away from the door he heard something coming from her room and stuck his ear against the wooden surface. His eyes widened and his muscles tensed when he realized they were small sobs. She was...crying. Ranma let his forehead rest on the door and debated going in to comfort her.

"Oh Ranma...You baka." He heard her whisper between sobs. His eyes widened for a moment, scared that she knew he was standing outside of her door.

"Baka, baka, baka." She whispered more as her sobs became louder. Ranma's hands balled into fists and he bowed his head in shame.


He was slowly losing his Akane, and it wasn't because she was on the brink of death. He couldn't destroy the Phoenix King to save her and there was no need for him to rehydrate her body this time. No, this time... he was losing her heart, and that scared him just as much.