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Chapter 7:
Darkness had, again, fallen. Ranma silently made his way down the quiet hall, leading to Akane's bedroom. He cracked the door open to see her sat on her bed, knees pulled up to her chest with the lamp beside her bed lit up.
For a moment, he just stood there. The way the light illuminated her face brought out this cute vibe. He felt himself caught up, mouth ajar to speak, but no words coming out.
As he got closer, not quite aware of himself moving, he could smell the fresh scent of soap and fruity shampoo. He remembered seeing her vibrantly coloured shampoo bottle in the bathroom, only acknowledging it's exsistance to open the cap and smell the pink gunge inside after recently noting Akane's hair had a new aroma than usual.
Akane looked up at Ranma, quite taken aback by his facial expression. His hungry eyes just screamed what he wanted as he bit his bottom lip. Akane's eyes widened, unsure of what he was going to do. She knew he wasn't too forward, but with his boyish hormones running through his body, who knew what his next course of action would be. And Akane was especially nervous, knowing that Ranma was stronger than her at the best of times, effortlessly brushing her attacks of when just training in the dojo together.
Her heart raced, and skipped a beat as he sat beside her, still staring at her. He was extruciatingly close, she couldn't bear it.
"R-Ranma... I-"
"Akane!"
But something wasn't right. Amongst the hunger, there was strain. As if he was trying to hold himself back.
I knew it was a good idea to use Ranma! Akane'll never expect a thing!
As Ranma leant forward, it was slow, and Akane thought she saw him, ever so slightly, push himself backwards before continuing to inch forwards, closer and closer.
"Ranma, just because I'm letting you stay in here doesn't mean you can use it to your advantage! If you're going to be like this, I'll just sleep with P-Chan." Akane exclaimed, not quite sure what she had said would ward Ranma off so easily.
"What do you mean, dear Akane-chan?" Ranma's voice came out, but it wasn't his usual choice of speech. The way he spoke sounded familiar, but where had she heard it?
"Akane." Ranma barely managed under his breath with gritted teeth. His hands gripped his hair. "Get out of my head, you old lech!"
You old lech?
Then it hit her. Her hands shot up to cover her mouth. She almost let it slip.
"Argh!" Akane growled. Her hand swung round, colliding with Ranma's right cheek.
With a haunting howl, Happosai's ghostified soul was forced out of Ranma's body, floating through the wall, back to where his body lay motionless in his room. "Fo~iled aga~in." They barely heard his wail of failed attempt as he disappeared from their sight.
Ranma, now back in control of his body, rubbed his cheek."Thanks, Akane." He grumbled through his annoyance of being used to be young and to get to Akane.
"It's fine. Just watch your back next time."
"But I didn't think anyone else was up."
"Just be careful." Akane whisper-yelled at him, her back turned. She jumped into bed, purposfully facing away and ignoring him.
The next morning, as everyone gathered around the breakfast table, Happosai looked at the two he had disturbed the previos night. "What are ya lookin' at, ya ol' freak?" Ranma spat at him as Kasumi handed him another bowl of rice.
Then Happosai focused on Akane."Akane, what did you mean by allowing Ranma into your room last night?"
Everyone's gaze then turned to Akane's reddening face that matched Ranma's, beside her.
"You don't mean to say that the rumors are true, Akane?" Nabiki chimed in.
Genma and Soun shared a look before bursting into tears of happiness.
"Oh, no! You know you're both too young for this!" Kasumi chided.
"Wow, I would've never expected you two to... Wow." Nabiki said, unable to find the words to get across her disbelief.
Akane quickly excused herself from the table, rushing off to school. Coming across a lamp post, she smashed her fist into it, causing it to crack slowly, crumbling around her hand. Fist dropping back down to her side, Akane ran along, inwardly cursing the pain away.
