Akane chased the read haired girl over half the island until Ranma-chan made with an aimed jump a visit to the bathroom and under a hot shower. Dropping and manly he jumped out again and Akane slightly back away from his taller and muscular form but stalked him further. Ranma on the other side towered over her and grinned impish what made Akane take an other step back.
"You don't dare!" she hissed warningly but with one jump Ranma was at her side and now it was Akanes turn to run away. She turned around and ran back at the beach. Akane went for the water because Ranmas female form was smaller and about as strong as her. But she didn't get that far. Ranma caught her around the waist and let her fall. Through the force he lost his balance and just could prop up on his elbow to not land on her with full force. Breathing heavy and laughing the two laid there. Ranma watched Akanes red face and ruffled hair and lost in thought he brushed a stray behind her ear. Akanes brown eyes widened in surprise and Ranma stopped mid movement. He hadn't thought about it he had done it instinctive but still – just now the two realized how close they had gotten without realizing it. Akane was laying on her back in the sand Ranma lay above her only his propped up elbow lessening his weight on her while his hand still rested at her face. Besides she was still wearing the monokini and he only his bathing trunks and an undershirt. Immediately Ranmas heart beat in his throat and his eyes travelled to her full lips. As by it self his head bowed down to her but in the last moment Ranma regained control over his body. It nearly hurt physically to retreat from Akane and for a moment he thought he wasn't strong enough. But the fear over her hammer let him jump to his feet and screaming from the top of his lungs: "Well! Ready for training?"
Confused Akane blinked several times, listened to her beating heart and looked long at her husband. They were both bright red and breathless then they were well aware what nearly had happened. As Akane was feeling an unfamiliar strange hunger deep inside her that had nothing to do with food and Ranma felt the same. Akane looked at her husband out of narrow sceptical eyes. Had he mistaken his intentions? Was he just playing with her and had only teased her? Maybe even test her reaction? But than she saw the intensive hungry expression in his eyes and nodded quickly because she was getting extremely hot under his gaze.
"Sure ready for training!" Akane jumped up and stood ready for battle opposite him.
Ranma looked amazed at the girl. "Ahhh – you want to train like that?"
Akane raised an eyebrow astonished: "What do you mean?"
"Oh…don't you want I mean emm…I'm not going to attack you like that so…" The material artist swallowed hard. "Don't you want to put on something else first?"
Akane blushed as she remembered her attractive soaking clothes again. Besides sand was sticking to her body. She pushed her chin in the air proudly and stumped superior past him. "Of course – I don't want to be blamed if you can't concentrate…"
She threw a challenging gaze over her shoulder who Ranma immediately conquered with " Pah as a tomboy like you could upset me…"
Ten minutes later she was again standing opposite him in short and a tight fit top and tensed her muscles. Ranma stood three meters away relaxed in the sand his arms casually crossed behind his head. "Attack me if you dare" he shouted at her bored what made Akane livid. She tensed her trained body then she went at him with a loud battle cry. Ranma staid there unimpressed at the last moment he jumped over Akanes head, made a screw in the air and landed directly behind her. But they weren't training together for the first time and Akane new his course of motions so she turned to him with a spin and tried to hit him with a kick. Ranma jumped again propped himself shortly on three fingers on her outstretched leg and landed behind her again. Breathing heavy Akane turned to her husband. "Dammit Ranma I thought you wanted to train me! You just dodge!"
"Is that so?"
"Yeah!" hissed Akane with a huff and caught her breath.
Ranma looked at her intent. "Why should I attack you? You beat yourself!"
"Excuse me?" Akane returned his gaze amazed. Ranma came slowly closer until he stood right in front of her.
"Akane think – how do I beat Ryoga in a battle? How does the old hag Cologne make that I always loose against her?"
The girl tilted her head thoughtfully and thought about different fighting scenes. Ryoga and Ranma rarely offered each other something they fought hard merciless. Not rarely something got broken. Ryoga was the one with more strength he could break Rocks and destroy houses without a problem. But Ranma was always superior and defeated him. Because he is extremely fast and swift. And skilled! He dodges the beats and kicks easily or distract them to the side without effect and this until his opponent rubbed itself on it. And then he punches with all his force and aimed… The Training with Cologne thought him that!
Ranma saw how Akanes expression brightened and she beamed at him. "You let your opponents attack until they're exhausted and that you use the gap and the force of their attack to fight back!" Ranma had to pat her head and mumble "Good girl".
That made Akane angry and quickly she slapped his hand away and attack a new. Ranma sighted exaggerated then he dodged under her attacking feet and pulled her supporting leg away. Akane popped with a surprised scream into the soft sand. Ranma gave his wife rebuked a clout what she accepted outraged.
The young men kneeled before her. "You want learn it do you? Anger is good – she makes you fast and strong. Rash, wild and blind from anger punch around you? Not good! Definitely not good! You get careless and are without cover."
Akane rubbed her head grumbling and pulled herself up at his outreached hand. "Okay so I should be angry but somehow not?"
"You should feel the anger but not be controlled by it! You use it to your advantage but without loosing your ability and precision…" he explained and shoved the girl a little so she stumbled two meters away from him. Then he took his fighting stance smiling. With incredible speed he went at the girl and Akane had trouble to dodge him.
She parried his punches with armbloks then she dodged his kicks. She tried not to attack blindly and the distract his punches without much strength to the side but it was unusual for Akane to act defensive and passive. Beside she hadn't practical experience when it came to fighting. She trained her whole life, at first with her father, then alone but sometimes with Ranma or Ryoga. But she had rarely had an actual fight. The fights at school weren't real fights for her but additional training. Beside that had stopped since she was engaged to Ranma. Further more Ranma always got quickly in between when Ukyo, Kodachi or Shampoo fought with her. Actually she couldn't remember a fight about life and death or were she had to worry that she would get hurt. Ranma protected her. He fought this fights for her.
A soft nudge against her forehead stopped Akane from her thoughts and in the next moment she felt how she fell. Two strong arms caught her and Akane saw Ranmas face hovering above her. He held her delicate body short before the sand and shook his head sighing. "You neglect your cover!" he whispered a little to hoarse and his blue eyes had again that intensive nearly longing expression so that hot waves went through Akanes body. His whole appearance was one call only for her. Suddenly she smiled softly put her leg through, raised it and kicked his head swinging but not hard. The black haired man let go surprised and tumbled back. Akane snorted lightly but also breathless and tried to calm her fast heart while she got up tapped the sand of. "You can say that!"
"I was distracted!" mumbled Ranma mad what made Akane laugh.
"Oh yeah? By what?"
Ranma didn't answer on that and attacked the girl again.
Both had fun training together. To fell the careless something surprising closeness of the other without justifying it, to out power their bodies and to work together on something. They trained the rest of the day and forgot about time. Just as Akane dropped on her knees in the late evening completely exhausted Ranma realized that the sun had already gone under. He stepped carefully to Akane and bent down. Akane was down on all four and breathed heavy. Her Arm- and Legmuscel were shacking and her body glistened in sweat. Ranma smiled sympathetic but also appraising. She was tougher than he had thought. Slowly he reached for with his hand and Akane took it gratefully and let herself pulled up from him. Completely tired she dragged herself with him by her side back to the beach house and went under the hot shower. Ranma decided to take care of the cooking again. A short gaze into the freezer and he grabbed two frozen pizzas who he put into the oven. While he watched the pizzas he thought of the Okonomiyaki baker. How was Ukyo? She had highly disappointed him when she had attacked Akane on the Wedding from behind. But she was also his buddy and he liked her even if he had decided against her and for Akane for a long time. What? What was he thinking? He had decided for Akane? Already at noon on the beach he had purred and had admitted to much from himself. This has to be this island she is already cursed with feeling from so many honeymooners…He thought about home and wondered what was going on there.
The sound of bare feet on the ground made him listen. Akane stood sniffling and in short sleeping short with top in the doorframe the hair still wet and shining the skin slightly tanned from the sun. Ranma already cursed the coming night and the lack of sleep he would get from it as his gaze drifted over her body. Luckily the oven announced with a peep that the pizzas were ready and grateful for the distraction Ranma consecrated on dinner. Akane engulfed hungry from training the pizza nearly as fast as the material artist and then sank tired and exhausted into her chair. Amazed Ranma looked up from his plate. She really had fallen asleep on the table! Ranma looked at her affectionately then he quietly got up and took the feathery girl into his arms. Carefully he carried Akane into the bedroom and laid her soft on the bed where the girl curled herself together like a cat and slumbered peacefully. Ranma lay on his side of the bed and smirked content. At least she can't blow my mind tonight like this or challenge my composure…He threw the light blanked over them both and sank into the cushion. The heatwave that Akane caused to Ranma kept his body on go for a while but than the tiredness won over and he fell asleep pretty fast for the given circumstances.