"These words come from the heart, I love you."~~Anonymous

Speak

The girl disappeared sometimes. And it annoyed and worried him like nothing else. He didn't know why he wanted to see her that moment, but when the class filed out when the bell rang, he causally made his way to the field and sat with his friends. They yapped on about his fight with Kuno this morning and the prank that they were going to pull on the math teacher. He was relaxed, no one attacking him for the moment, so he cherished the seconds.

Then he saw Akane's friends sit across the way, to a regular spot where they sat, and to his utter surprise, Akane was not with them.

What?

He stood automatically, and ignored his friends' questions. He marched over to the girls, wondering where the blue haired tomboy could be.

"Hey, where's Akane?" he asked when he reached them and they looked up at him startled.

"Akane? She said she was going to the roof. We asked her if she wanted us to join her, but I guess she wants to be alone…." Sayuri said, glancing over to her friend. They both sighed, and then stared at him

"What? Why? What happened?" Ranma questioned, and they shrugged. "We thought it had to do with you. Did you and Akane have a fight or something? She's been quiet lately…."

He had noticed a change in his fiancée. He was not blind. That morning he had retorted to Mr. Tendo about how uncute the girl he was engaged to was after the older man suggested a date for them that night.

The reality was that he didn't want it to look like he wanted to do such a thing, but his mind instantly went to a daydream where Akane was sitting across from him in the cool of the night, eyes sparkling like stars above them. She looked wonderful in the sleek blue dress she was wearing, and despite his disapproval, which was great since every man with sight was glued to her, he had to admit, she truly was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. And will ever see…

But instead of keeping his mouth shut he yelled out, "Now why would I want to go out with that uncute tomboy!"

He wanted to shut his trap the moment the word "now" came out, but his jaw kept right on yapping. He glanced at her, muscles tense so he could dodge the inevitable blow.

It never came. She was staring off to the distance, eyes cloudy. He frowned at her, and then waved a hand in front of her face, "Yo! Tomboy?"

She turned her head whipping to him, hair jumping into action. It seemed in slow motion, the entire thing. One second the world a dreary place were his tongue moved too much, and in the next, light and peace and heat, blood rushing in lighting like speed, and then his tongue was like lead in his mouth.

Her eyes, that particular shade of brown that was drowning, were hazy, but then they cleared up and focused on him, "What…?"

He recovered, noting with annoyance that indifferent tone of her voice. Then he glared at her, well, more at the fact he was being ignored, "Nothing." He said, but once again he spoke without realizing it, "Tomboy."

She didn't even flinch.

Ranma stared back down at the girls seated on the grass, shaking his head at the memory replaying in his head. He nodded to them, not bothering to answer the question they had asked.

He took off, quickly because he was concerned. Akane, when not mad or jealous, usually was a joyful person. Her laugh sometimes lit up a whole room. It wasn't just her looks (though that was a big part) that had all the boys attracted to her. She was sweet, kind, but wild. Like some uncontrollable fire, that didn't burn you. It kept you warm, and happy, and the cold harsh world would suffocate you the moment you walked out of its light. Her light.

He crept up to the roof, and spotted her instantly. She was sitting, legs neatly tucked under her. He stopped and stared at her for a moment, some unmanly thoughts running through his head. He shook it hard, brushing them away with his hands, before he walked to her.

When she was within his reach, he hesitated again. He had no way of asking her what was wrong. Most likely he would say something stupid and she would hit him for his big rude mouth.

He couldn't decide what to do, so he just stood there, frozen with indecision.

"Ranma? What are you doing here?"

He jumped up, turning red in embarrassment at being caught. "Uh, h-hey"

She frowned at him, "I don't want to fight today Ranma so, please leave."

His eyebrows crossed at her words. 'What? Was he bothering her?'

He huffed at her indignantly, "Whatsa matter with you?" He felt a little hurt, even though he was the last person for her to be having a heart to heart conversation with, but still. They were friends, at least, right?

She raised an eyebrow at him, her lips pursing just slightly, "Like you really want to know…"

His eyes widened, and his mouth responded, "what do you mean like I really want to know? Of course I want to know! Why else the hell would I be here, huh?" His face was red with anger, and he looked dawn at her hard.

She really didn't understand that he….that he cared for her.

Her eyes were wide, and they blinked surprised at him. "Ranma?? Are you feeling well??"

He growled, literately growled, "I'm fine! What is wrong with you!?" She reeled back in shock, and he softened instantly. "Your friends told me you were up here…."

"And you came to check on me because….?" She was staring at him, a questioning look on her face.

He felt heat rise up to him face, and he adverted his eyes. "Well, you know, you're always getting kidnapped and stuff….didn't want you to disappear like you usually do."

She raised an eyebrow at him, "I see."

It was quiet, and Ranma squirmed at the awkwardness that surrounded them. He sat next to her, ignoring her perplexed gaze.

He didn't know what pushed him to stay, or had his feelings all wrapped in worry, but he wanted to know what was bothering her.

"I…."

His head snapped up at her when he heard her speak. She wasn't looking at him, but staring over the courtyard, to the blue sky. Her eyes distant, and almost lost.

He leaned closer, keeping his mouth shut,

"I….so much has changed, don't you think?"

He frowned at her statement, and opened his mouth to ask what that meant, but she quickly continued, "I mean, I never thought I would owe my life to someone, but you….you have saved me more time then I can count."

She sighed, and stared at her hands, "I feel that everything is just moving, transforming around me, and I can't stop it….I'm useless to stop it." She laughed without joy, and cold sounding noise, "I can't control what is going on, not even inside of here…." She pressed at palm to her heart and her eyes closed.

Ranma stared at her, his pulse burning within him. He had no idea that she felt that way. He knew that feeling. Feel the world around you come crashing down right around one. He knew what it was like to feel helpless.

He had felt it when she lay in his arms, seemingly cold and dead. And there was nothing he could do about it. Nothing to bring her back.

He knew…

"Akane…"

She turned and the world faded around them…

Their eyes met, and then he was tongue tied, and words did not exist.

Because words could not describe this…

This was

…..

Indescribable

No words past, present or future could come close to this.

Speak…

"It doesn't matter what happens…..I mean…." He stopped, took a deep breath, then shakily, "I'm not going to change….so…don't worry about that."

He looked away, feeling utterly stupid. She wasn't talking about him, she could probably careless if he change or not. She meant the world around her. All the troubles that he had brought her.

Yes, he had saved her, but most of times it was his fault or it had something to do with him that put her in danger. He was so selfish, he knew that the best thing for her was to leave her, take all his problems, fiancées, enemies, everything away with him. But he couldn't. Then he would have nothing to live for.

But that day was coming; he felt it within him…..

He glanced at her, wanting to see her reaction.

Her head was inclined, watching him intently.

Her eyes were lighted with an emotion that he had never seen in her before, that shook the very ground around them, and was as intense as lightening, yet soothing as a cool wind.

"Ranma, this…what I feel…I think…." Her hand reached out, to the space between them, toward his face. His breathing hastened, his heart beating loudly… "I thinks its…."

"Whoa! They are up here!!!"

"What are they doing!!!??"

They both jumped to their feet, sacred half to death. Ranma glared at the individuals that had come at the worst possible moment in his entire life.

Daisuke, Hiroshi, Yuka, and Sayuri were staring at them from across the roof, foxy looks on their faces.

Ranma squeezed the air in his fists, frustration setting in him, anger boiling deep with him. It was so close, he was about to know what was wrong with her, and they just had to come.

He turned to her, hoping to see the same emotion. But she was walking to her friends, a blush adorning her cheek,

She looked back at him, whatever he saw in her eyes before was gone, replaced with a shyness that he couldn't understand.

"We…um…should go," she said hesitantly.

He let out a heavy breath, defeated, "Yeah, lets go.."

He began walking to their friends, when he suddenly felt her hand tug at his.

He looked down, at her eyes…

There it was, her eyes were filled with it….it was….

"I'm glad you understand…Ranma, and thank you."

Speak.

He nodded, rejoicing in her eyes.

Indescribable….

"All I need is my one star in the sky, to wish for you every day."~~Unknown

Wish

He knew what he wanted…

What he wished for

And if wishing on a star would make that come true, then he wished on every star in the sky…

Wish

I thought this chapter was difficult. It was so hard to write something to so deep and then end it….Grrrr…

But, don't worry; soon it will come to pass….maybe..

REVIEW….the less I get, the less I'm inspired!!!

~~DipuC~~ ^^'