Ha, I bet you all thought I was dead! But I wasn't, I just had a horible case of writers block. Thanks for all the support I've gotten and all the reviews, you guys rock! No, this isn't the end, but it is coming soon. Anyways, I don't own Ranma the series or the character in any way, shape, or form, which makes me sad. Enjoy.

Tendo residence 6:00AM- Akane's P.O.V.-

The morning after her adventure in the Juuban district, Akane woke up refreshed. She always woke up this way after she had one of those quiet moments with Ranma.

She smiled a secret smile as she got up and donned her jogging clothes. She didn't even try to avoid Ranma on her way out the door, and she was rewarded with a grinning pig tailed martial artist, fairly glowing from his recent victory over his father.

"Good morning!" Akane called cheerfully to her fiancé.

"Morning!" Ranma responded. Just when she thought that he was going to join her for a jog, like he did the other day, he swerved in the opposite direction, waving at her as he disappeared.

Akane couldn't help but smile as she made her way through the neighborhood. It was just such a beautiful day, the sun was shining, and everyone she saw seemed to be in a good mood. She loved mornings like this, possibly because of how rare they were.

She rounded a corner, and saw the first person of the day that wasn't in a good mood. Ryouga was kneeling in front of a maneki neko, holding onto where it's shoulders would be, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Akane!" he shouted, sounding like he was going through some sort of horrible torture.

"Yes Ryouga?" She asked politely, stopping to see what he wanted. He jumped back, as though she had surprised him, which was odd, because he had just shouted her name.

"I-I-It's r-re-real-really g-g-good t-to s-see y-you," he stuttered out finally.

"It's really good to see you too," she smiled at him and was about to resume her jog when something occurred to her.

Akane was still a little puzzled about why he had been at the attempted wedding the other day. He had probably been invited, but why was he so insistent on getting the water from spring of drowned man?

"Hey Ryouga?" she asked softly.

"Y-yes?" he stuttered out.

"What were you doing at the wedding the other day?" Akane tried to listen to his explanation, but he was stuttering so hard and talking so fast that she couldn't understand a word he was saying. She thought back to that afternoon, and tried to remember what had happened.

"Were… you trying to make sure that Ranma got the water?" she asked, as she remembered that he was fixated on the jug of water.

"Y-Yeah!" Ryouga said, sounding relieved. 'He was probably worried that I'd be angry at him for trying to ruin the wedding.'

"He's really lucky to have such a good friend," she said, giving Ryouga a happy smile. "Are you going to the party this evening?"

"W-what party?" he asked.

"Ranma's birthday party. Kasumi sent out the invitations right after we all returned from China," Akane explained. "You must not have been home since then. Oh well, it's tonight at about 6:00."

"A-Ah."

"Hopefully I'll see you then. And don't tell Ranma, it's a surprise," she said, waving at him as she continued her jog.

Ucchans 6:30 Ukyo's P.O.V.-

Ukyo was trying to sort out her mixed emotions. She was happy, because she had saved Ranchan from a loveless marriage, but she was also apprehensive, because he hadn't come to declare his love for her yet. She thought that after the wedding, possibly a few days later, so that he could help clean up and get all his things in order, that he would rush to her side so that they could run away together. After all, she knew him the longest, and she was the cute one.

Ukyo's eyes glazed over as she imagined exactly what would happen. Ranma would walk up to her, his eyes blazing with his love. He would gently pull her hands to his chest, and look deeply into her eyes. Flowers would defy the law of physics to float along the boarder of the scene. "Ucchan," he would say in that lovely deep voice of his, "I want to be together forever."

Ukyo sighed in anticipated bliss. She closed her eyes to savor the dream, then opened them and started making breakfast for herself and Konatsu. She had just poured the batter when Konatsu entered the room.

He looked very pretty in his pastel pink and blue kimono. His long, gorgeous hair pulled back in an elegant ponytail. There was still a slight flush to his cheeks left over from waking up that made him look just kissable.

'Most guys would give their right nut to be able to see this sight every morning,' Ukyo thought to herself, 'Except for my Ranma-Honey.' She added smugly.

"Good morning Ukyo-sama," he said in his sweet voice, "I hope that you slept well."

"Good morning Konatsu," Ukyo smiled at him, deciding to be in a good mood today. "Here's your breakfast. I need you to sweep and mop the all the floors before the lunch rush, and change the table clothes on the table. Also, if you could, the flowers on the table are beginning to look a little old, could you get some new ones from the florist. I was thinking something more seasonal, like daffodils instead of carnations, but whatever she has available…" Ukyo went on like this for some time. By the time she was finished with her orders her voice was a little sore. Idly she marveled at Konatsu's ability to do all of those things in just one morning and still have energy to look pretty and serve customers. 'How did I run this business, go to school, and still find time to spend with Ranma before he came along?'

"I thought you were going to close the restaurant today in honor of Ranma-sama's birthday?" Konatsu inquired meekly.

"Later this evening. Can't miss the lunch rush," Ukyo explained as she started eating the spectacular okinomiyaki she had just made for their breakfast. "Ranchan's going to love the present I got for him," she added dreamily.

"Of course he is Ukyo-sama," Konatsu agreed enthusiastically. They finished the rest of the meal in silence.

"Well, I'm off," Ukyo said cheerfully as she skipped to school.

Streets of Nerima 7:45AM Ranma's P.O.V.-

Ranma couldn't help but feel the impending doom lurking over him as he walked across along the chain link fence. There was something about today that he knew he didn't like. All he knew was that he had always hated this day. Well, at least since he started that training trip with Pops. Anytime before that was kind of a blur.

'Maybe Akane knows why today is important,' he thought vaguely. It might work, she knew about other days, like Valentine's Day and Christmas and stuff. He eyed his shorthaired housemate. She was positively glowing, which meant that it was probably a good time to ask her about today.

'But what if it'll bum her out?" a tiny little voice in the back of his head popped up. There was nothing worse then making Akane sad. Even making her mad enough to stomp him into a puddle was better then seeing her heart broken.

"Happy birthday Ranma," Akane said, smiling up at him. Ranma nearly tripped, whether it was from the force of her smile or her statement, he didn't know.

"Huh?"

"Happy birthday," she repeated, still sounding happy.

Her words finally sunk in. "So that's what today is," he said in a wondering voice.

"You didn't know?" Akane asked. 'She sounds kinda bummed!' the voice screamed.

"I-I kinda lost track of time while I was trainin' with Pops," he stuttered in explanation. Her face clouded up and he scrambled for a way to make it better, "But since I've been living with you, I've been catching up on that kind of thing. I think that I definitely made up for 10 years of nothing this Valentine's Day."

"So, not only have you not gotten anything for your birthday for the last 10 years, you didn't even know when it took place?" There was something in her voice that told him not to lie about anything.

"Well, about once a year Pops would wake me up b saying, "Boy, do I have a new technique for you. Happy birthday!" before he would start pummeling me. I think he even said that before he started the neko-ken training," he offered thoughtfully.

"You got neko-ken training for your birthday?" she sounded really ticked. Ranma winced and waited for the beating that would ensue. Nothing happened, he peeked down at her, and noticed that she was turning read and breathing heavily, clear signs that he would probably need to visit Dr. Tofu.

"How come he isn't dead yet?" she growled, glaring at Ranma.

"Huh?" Ranma said intelligently. He had rarely seen her mad at other people and was still uncertain of how to respond to it.

"It's bad enough that he tried teaching you that technique, but did he have to disguise it as a birthday present?" Akane muttered more to herself then Ranma.

"Common," he placated, "It's not that bad. He's Pops. It's what he does." Ranma shrugged philosophically.

Akane just glared at him before turning and stomping for the school. She looked way more pissed then he had ever seen her look. Like the next person who she came across would end up a smear on the sidewalk. Being the practical person that he was, Ranma decided to sit back and enjoy the show.

Nekohaten- 8:00 AM- Mousse's P.O.V.-

Mousse was deeply troubled by the progress he was making in his plan. By now Shampoo should be starting to be nicer towards him. Instead she was ignoring him completely, which while was some progress; it wasn't in the direction he wanted.

Mousse has known Shampoo all his life and he knows that there are only two ways for Shampoo to acknowledge you, with pleasure or with pain. If she ignored you that meant that you no longer existed in her world.

If she didn't need something from him, like a clean dish or for him to make a delivery, she didn't even notice when she ran into him. Before, she would kick him and call him "Stupid Duck Boy." He sighed sadly as he pressed the tablecloth in preparation for the lunch rush.

Another thing that was bothering Mousse about his plan was that he didn't care that Shampoo was ignoring him as much as he should have. If she had done this the week before, he would have been sent into a tailspin of depression that would have made the most impressive Shi Shi Hokudan.

Shampoo was still the sexiest girl that he had ever seen, but now he was actually noticing it because he was looking at other girls. 'Like Akane,' he thought, 'Shampoo is much more sexy then her, but Akane is much cuter. Ukyo Kuonji is much more elegant, and even Ranma has a certain female charm that Shampoo is lacking.'

He shook his head quickly and reminded himself that he loved Shampoo. He had loved since the first time he had seen her, and he would love her until the day he died. He started resolutely at the ceiling as he made this promise to himself, tears streaming down his face as he pictured the beautiful day that would be when Shampoo was finally his.

The only thing that ruined the image was when Akane's face stuck in his head, smiling up at him in complete adoration. Mousse checked his classes out of reflex and tried again. "Oh Airen Mousse," Ukyo murmured to him as she cuddled closer, her face flushed with desire. Mousse decided to stop there before he saw Ranma in his female form declaring his undying love for him. 'That would just be way too creepy.'

"Hey Part-time," the dry voice of Cologne came from behind him. Mousse was already braced for the thump on the head that proceeded.

"Yes Elder Cologne?" He asked respectfully.

"Stop day dreaming and get back to work. After you finish pressing the table clothes I need you to fold all the napkins into swans and finish cleaning up all the blue dishes. I changed my mind last night and decided to go with blue instead of green." With that she hopped away.

"Right away you old mummy," Mousse said once he thought she was out of earshot. The feel of staff on his skull proved that he was wrong.

"I heard that," came the indignant cackle of the Amazon elder.