AN: This chapter went pretty well, I didn't seem to have much trouble channeling Akane's personality, although I had to do a little rewording for her at one point... She can be a touch blunter than is strictly allowed...
Disclaimer: I, of course do not claim any level of ownership over the universe in which I am writing. The people and/or entities who own the various aspects of the fiction I am writing, no doubt continue to hold these rights in various manners, legal or otherwise and this writing does not intend to, and should in no way be construed as, an attempt to infringe on any of these rights, whatever they may be.
BRFR
Chapter 3 – By Akane
It was lunch time at Furikan High School. Akane and Ranma were on the roof enjoying lunch together.
"Akane," said Ranma, "I like spending lunch with you, but I do wish you could learn to cook a bit better..."
"I know," said Akane, "but I don't know where to go for help."
"Why don't you ask one of your friends?" asked Ranma.
"Who should I ask?" asked Akane sadly, "Ukyo and Shampoo aren't really interested in helping me, and my other friends don't really have many domestic skills."
"Well..." started Ranma, "what about Ranko?"
"Ranko?" asked Akane, "wouldn't that be a bit... odd?"
"You said we... I mean, that Ranko and you could be friends... Remember?"
"Yes, I remember."
"Well, it's only right for Ranko to help you out... If you want me to I mean... We are still friends right?" asked Ranma.
"Of course we are."
After a week of study with Ranko, Akane learned all the skills needed to be a cook. She could defeat the resistance of any dish in seconds, there was nothing that could resist adding wonderful flavor to her meals.
One day they were eating lunch on the roof as usual when Ranma stopped suddenly to make an announcement.
"Akane, I'm afraid I can't teach you anymore." said Ranma flatly.
"The food's good isn't it?" asked Akane sadly.
"Of course it is!" said Ranma, "It's better than anything I've ever made... Heck, it's better than anything I've ever tasted!"
"Is it... Even better than Ukyo's cooking?" asked Akane tentatively.
"Definitely," said Ranma.
Ukyo appeared from around a corner.
"Do you really think she's a better cook than me?" said Ukyo incredulously.
"Yes I do." said Ranma, "here try for yourself."
Ukyo ate a small piece of the lunch Akane had prepared for Ranma, then broke out crying.
"Ukyo," said Akane, "what's wrong?"
"It's too good..." said Ukyo, "I could never hope to create something as delicious as this... Truly you have mastered the art of cooking. I can't hope to compete with you now. I concede the battle." And with that, Ukyo ran off and was never heard from again.
Akane was so grateful that Ranma stood up for her superiority, she let him hold her hand as they walked home together. Unfortunately their pleasant walk was interrupted by a bimbo named Shampoo.
"How knees?" asked Shampoo, as she jumped onto Ranma, latching onto him by wrapping her legs around his waist.
"Get away from me Shampoo," said Ranma, as he tried to gently detach her from him.
"Stop playing!" said Shampoo, rubbing herself against Ranma, "I know you like!"
Ranma shoved Shampoo hard away from him, knocking her down to the ground "I said get away!" roared Ranma.
"Why, so you talk to Akane? She no fun!" said Shampoo, bouncing back onto her feet.
"Me and Akane like each other," said Ranma, "you wouldn't understand..."
"But Shampoo have these!" said Shampoo, unfastening her top, "you like yes?" she asked, thrusting out her chest, "is big and soft!" she said, poking herself as she walked toward Ranma, "come, play with Shampoo!"
"Ugh!" said Ranma revolted, as he turned away from her, and shielded his eyes, "don't be so vulgar!"
"Hmph," said Shampoo as she refastened her front, "why you stay with Akane, she no like you like Shampoo!"
"Just because I don't act like a whore doesn't mean I don't like him!" said Akane.
"No matter what Akane think anyway, Ranma like Shampoo most! Shampoo have long hair and good curves, not like muscle girl!"
"...Is it true Ranma?" asked Akane quietly, "do you really like Shampoo more than me?"
"Akane," said Ranma, as he tilted her chin up to look at him, "how could you think that?" he asked softly.
Akane put her hand on the back of Ranma's neck, and slowly pulled him into a long kiss. Shampoo stared at them in disbelief.
"Why?" asked Shampoo looking confused, "why you kiss Akane but not kiss Shampoo?"
"Because I love her of course." said Ranma.
"Shampoo is..." stammered Shampoo, "Shampoo is no good... Shampoo make big mistake... Shampoo go back China now. Ranma is visit sometime?"
"I don't think so." said Ranma coldly.
"Ok... Shampoo go now."
Shampoo turned around and ran off, never to be seen again.
"Ranma," started Akane, "did you really mean it, when you said you love me?"
"Of course," said Ranma gently, "you know I wouldn't joke about something like that."
"Well, I love you too," said Akane.
When they got home, Akane made a delicious dinner, and Ranma had a surprise for her.
"Akane," said Ranma, holding her hand, and moving onto one knee, "I know this is kind of sudden in a way but..." He pulled a small box out from his inside pocket, and revealed a beautiful diamond ring inside it, "will you marry me?" asked Ranma.
"Yes, of course I will!" said Akane happily.
Ranma let out a deep breath he didn't even realize he had been holding, and slipped the beautiful ring on Akane's finger smiling happily. Soun went into hysterics, Genma said something crude, and Nabiki just raised an eyebrow, but Ranma and Akane didn't pay any attention to any of them, they were in their own world of happiness that only they could know, where they lived happily ever after.
Chapter 3 – End
AN: Thanks for reading Chapter 3 of By Ranma, for Ranma. Do you think this captured the essence of what Akane would have happen? Anything you would have like to have seen? Comments and criticism welcome. Please review!