"Goodbye… Akane."

Chapter 2: He just overreacted…right?

This is fun. Yup, I'm back! Didja miss me? Yeah, me neither. D-Jumper out. Enjoy!

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Disclaimer: Yes! I own Ranma½! Woohoo!… huh? What's a crab doin' in the middle o'-OOOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!...Aw, Man, I fell asleep at the beach… Dang. Guess it was only a dream.

P.S.-I'M NOT A MARY-SUE!

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. Ranma and Akane, 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… also, I just realized that it would be very hard otherwise.

"Err…blue?" Speech.

-Mmm… Takeout-HEY! These noodles are burnt! - Chinese

'Blaaah.' Thoughts.

[This is getting old very quickly]. Chinese thoughts.

[Insert long line here]

Tendo Residence-


"Give that back right now!" If looks could kill, then Happosai will still be alive, as Ryoga would've already gotten to Ranma. "Any reason why? Maybe if you model my lingerie for me-" The withered pervert was cut off by a ki attack from Ranma. "NO WAY, OLD FREAK!" yelled an infuriated Ranma, while desperately trying to avoid damaging anything. 'Dangit! I had to get mom to give me the money for that gift! I still have to pay ¥430,550…' He-err, She shook her head and continued chasing Happosai everywhere.


Tendo Residence, Kitchen-

'I really hope that these turn out well!' thought Akane, as she added some "sugar" to the cookies she was making- then remembering Kasumi's advice to look at what she was using, she looked to find that it was, in fact, sugar. 'Whew…'Akane felt relieved at the fact that she had not picked up salt instead of sugar again.

As she was about to pop them into the oven, Happosai hopped over her, cackling all the way. Ranma, in hot pursuit, didn't notice the kettle that Happosai left on the floor to literally trip (A.N. I'm callin' Ranma a "he" from now on.) him up. He tripped on it, fell on top of Akane, turned back into a boy, and crushed her cookies in one fell swoop. Ranma immediately started to apologize, for four hours of trying to make cookies.

"A-Akane…Your… cookies…I-I'm sorry-" Ranma was cut off by a soft, yet cold retort from Akane. "I worked so hard on those… why didn't you watch where you were going?" "A-Akane, I-" "You what? Couldn't see me?" "Akane, n-no, it's not-" "You could have just jumped over it!" "B-But-" Ranma seemed on the verge of tears as Akane's anger reached the boiling point.

Akane'd worked for two days straight on those cookies. "Ranma Saotome, I hate you!" She said in her rage, with a voice in her head shouting otherwise. Normally Ranma too, would have exploded, but this time something felt… different. I hate you! I hate you! I hate… the words echoed over and over in his mind.

"A-A-Akane…" Ranma chokingly whispered, "Do you… really hate me?" Akane missed the desperate tone in his voice and, thinking that Ranma was trying to ridicule her, retorted, "Yes, now leave." As soon as she'd said those words, she wished she could take them back, as they left her feeling empty inside.

"Okay, A-Akane… I-I guess that I've b-been nothing but t-trouble for you ever since the day that I a-arrived. I'm… s-sorry." His voice came out a deathly whisper as he quickly jumped out the window, dropping an unnoticed little black box. Akane suddenly felt extremely pale, as she realized that she shouldn't have said that. Kasumi came walking into the room to find out what happened, to see Akane pale and teary on the floor. "Oh, my! Akane, what happened?" Kasumi looked around the room to find that everything was intact, save for a kettle, tray and cookie batter. "R-Ranma...h-he looked so..." Akane paused for a moment to find the right words. "E-Empty, w-when I e-exploded...so d-dead inside... I-It was so..." Akane's voice was extremely jerky and small, so Kasumi had to sit down and ask her to slow down a bit. When Akane had finished explaining, Kasumi took them to Dr. Tofu.(A.N.- Now THAT was a very smart move, Kasumi! You win a cookie!) Akane had seen- but not paid much attention to- the little black marking on Ranma's forehead that appeared when she said "I hate you."

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|Location Still Unknown|-

Takeshi stopped chanting as soon as he saw the most recent chain of events. "Now I need to get involved, 'cause there is no way that they'll figure out what happened in time!" he quickly gathered his bearings and his sword*, an d created a portal to the Tendo's house- which he then proceeded to pass through. 'I hope that they have cheese in Nerima.' Was his last thought before going through the portal. Unfortunately, It'll take him a whole 20 hours to get there. Somebody break out the computer, 'cause I have a feeling that this is gonna be a looong day.

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*Doubles as a zanpakutő.

'Kay, hope ya' got the gist of it now. This chapter was sorta slapdash, though…I edited it, so it's a lot different then when it originally came out. Ya gotta sympathize with Akane, I mean look at that- Perfect cookies- Ruined. Normally, that stuff tastes like morning breath. Bleh. Please review! I'm lonely... "Drink shom beer! Ish makesh ya feeel bettsers!*Hic*" Meta counts as -1. Someone sedate him, please?

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