--Yeah! Now this pain!… I'm so sick of love songs! So sick of love songs!

Say B-I-G to the bang! Yeah, I finally realize that I'm not'ting without you….I was so wrong forgive me! Ah ah ah ah. Ahaha ah ah ah aha. O-o-o-o!--

Wee! I love BIG BANG! ^_^ Go GD! You're so adorable!

Sorry for that outburst, that happens when you listen to music while you write…

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Kiyoshi smirked at Tora. "Ha. I get to sit in the passenger seat."

Tora sighed, "Of course you do, brother." Tora hated sitting in the back, but Kiyoshi wouldn't stop whining so they had to let Kiyoshi move up to the front.

Akane giggled at her children. Whenever she looked at them, she saw her hair and Ranma's vibrant blue eyes. It almost killed her.

She stared at the road and clutched the steering wheel nervously. Normally she was an tolerable driver, but when Kiyoshi sat next to her… he played with the radio, and all the other doohickeys. It bothered Akane so much. Kiyoshi would turn on the radio, listen to two seconds of song… and then turn it off. After that, he would turn on the heat, and quickly change it to air conditioning. So far, Kiyoshi had done these annoying things many times, over and over again.

He reached for the radio again, and Akane quickly grabbed his arm. "No music."

"Mom! It'll only be on for a moment!"

"I know," Akane groaned.

"Alright." Kiyoshi aimed for the AC.

"No!" Akane hollered, the car swerved on the road. Kiyoshi folded his hands in his lap.

Tora snorted, "You guys are so FUNNY!"

Akane sighed and griped the steering wheel tighter.

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It was lunch time when they got home. Akane unlocked the front door, and set her bag down. Kiyoshi and Tora raced up the stairs, squealing.

Akane entered the kitchen and turned on the light. She sighed and tied her apron on. She got the rice out of the cupboard. Setting a pot on the stove, she boiled the water.

"Anata no okasan!" Tora giggled as she entered the kitchen, "What can I do to help?"

"Open the tuna-can over there." Akane pointed.

Tora saluted and picked up the tuna can.

Akane smiled at her daughters enthusiasm.

"Onigiri!" Tora sang, angrily, at the can. She started hitting it. "STUPID CAN!" Tora lifted it up to throw it.

"Tora! Honey… you don't have to help…"

Tora frowned, "It was being dumb."

"I know." Akane rubbed her daughters back.

"Can I help with something else?"

"Um, you could… get the mayonnaise out of the fridge."

Tora smiled, "Easy." She strode to the fridge, and pulled on the side. "IT WONT OPEN!" Tora smacked the fridge.

"Tora, dear… other side." Akane noted, draining the rice.

"Oops." Tora blushed and opened the fridge easily from the other side. She poked her head in, "Mayonnaise! Where are you?"

Akane cleared her throat when Tora started yelling.

"Tora, the top shelf, kinda in the back."

Tora exited the fridge, red in the face, "Here we are."

Akane laughed.

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Everyone ate the not-so edible onigiri, courtesy of Tora. She had obviously inherited her mom's cooking skills too.

"Hey Mom?" Kiyoshi asked, "You know that phone and address book of all your old friends?"

Akane nodded, "Yep?"

"Who's Ryoga?"

Akane frowned, "Don't talk about him."

"Okay…"

Akane gulped, "Please excuse me." Akane stood. She went to the phone, in the room next door. She picked up the book, flipping through it.

Ryoga, Ukyo, Shampoo, Mousse, everyone. They were all here. Maybe talking to one of them would make her feel better.

Akane picked up the phone, hesitantly. And she punched in Ryoga's number.

"Yo. Ryoga here."

Akane gulped, she couldn't answer. Her throat was too dry.

"Hello?" Ryoga asked again.

"Uh, hi." Akane managed to spit out.

"A-Akane?"

"Yep. It's me."

"Wow! I haven't heard from you in forever! I mean your son called me yesterday, and-"

"W-wait! Kiyoshi called you?"

"Yea…he didn't tell you?" Ryoga sounded confused, "He told about your, eh, heartbreak."

Akane sighed, "Oh."

"Hey, I am really sorry." His voice sounded really apologetic, "About everything… that day. And.. Ranma."

Akane felt tears, "Don't worry about it. It really wasn't that big of a deal. I mean, I always doubted whether or not you were… P-Chan."

Ryoga sighed deeply. Akane heard it, feeling terrible. "It doesn't change… anything.. I guess."

Akane could almost hear Ryoga nodding. "Yea," He said.

It was so awkward, Akane almost hung up. But instead of being rude, she asked, "How's life?"

Ryoga hesitated. Then he said, "Fine."

Akane sighed. She was always generating the questions. Ryoga ruined this when he asked, "How's… Tora? Was that her name? I remember Kiyoshi… 'cause he called."

"Tora. Yea. She's fine. She is like a mini-me. Terrible at cooking… bad temper…" Akane looked towards the door.

"TORA! KIYOSHI!" She hollered. Then she said into the phone, "Sorry Ryoga. My kids haven't really grown up. It was great talking to you! I might call you back later."

"Yep. Okay. Bye."

"Bye." Akane put the receiver down.

"How many times have I told you not to eavesdrop on me!?" Akane roared. In a storm, she stomped up the stairs, and entered her room.

Tora and Kiyoshi glanced at each other.

"It was your idea," Kiyoshi blamed.

"But who actually decided that we should do it?" Tora shot back.

The two sighed, "Poor Mom."

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Tora slipped the note under the door.

Dear Anata no okasan,

We are so sorry! We did not mean to make you feel… uncomfortable. It was none of our business!

Please forgive us!

Tora and Kiyoshi

It was written in Tora's neat curly handwriting, except for Kiyoshi's name, which was signed in his sprawly mess.

Akane picked up the note. After reading it, she felt tears. How could she have been so mean? She was such a terrible mother. There was a drawing attached. Kiyoshi was really into drawing… it was a lady marked 'you…mom.' There were also two other figures labeled 'Tora' and 'Kiyoshi.' Everyone was smiling.

Akane cried. She cried quietly, letting the tears drop.

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