I hope this is good. I'm having a hard time figuring out how this is gonna work/happen. I left it like this because I want to give Mika her own chapter. I hope you enjoy.
IV
Saito scowled at the Tendo Dojo. Since Akane had disappeared with Ranma, he'd taken to hanging outside her house, waiting for her to come back. He'd heard today that they'd returned, but neither of them had come to school. It irritated him that Akane had chosen someone like Ranma over him. Yeah, sure, he'd been an asshole but he had liked Akane. If she would just give him a chance she'd see that.
A squeal from Akane's house caught his attention. Saito shifted and peered around eagerly to see who had made it. His heart skipped a beat when Akane came running from behind the house. She was smiling and laughing. He watched as she spun around dropping into a defensive stance. Moments later, Ranma came out after her. He dropped into his own stance and began circling around her. She kept edging away from him, trying to keep her face straight. Saito ground his teeth as Ranma leapt and pinned her to the ground. Once he had her secured, Ranma proceeded to kiss her as passionately as he could, which, from Saito's vantage, was pretty damn passionate. He growled and made his way to their yard.
Somewhere in his mind, he knew what he was going to do was stupid. Ranma had proven to him two weeks ago who the superior was, but he wanted Akane. She was the one person he had not wanted for sex yet was still attracted to. Determined, Saito walked over to the couple.
"Will you get your hands off my fiancée?" he growled at Ranma. Pinned beneath him, Akane could feel Ranma stiffen. He hated Saito. She knew that without having to ask. She knew he'd hated him since Akane had admitted to thinking she had been in love with the older man. Akane knew it, and Saito should have known it, but he didn't.
Ranma finished his kiss with Akane before standing to face the young man who had claimed *his* wife. Smiling cockily, Ranma tilted his head at the young man.
"And what makes you think you can tell me what to do with my wife, Saito?" His voice was a mixture of barely concealed contempt and threat. Saito chose to ignore it.
"She's not yours, she's mine." Akane rolled her eyes. She could feel Ranma's anger rise. Hastily, she stood.
"Saito, I told you I don't want to see you. I don't want to talk to you. I want you to leave me alone."
"Akane, please. I've changed. I--" He was cut off by Akane shaking her head.
"I don't think you have. You are doing exactly what you did when Dad kicked you out. You kept claiming you didn't mean it. You kept saying you could change, that I was the only one you cared for." Akane paused suddenly, something else rising to mind. She narrowed her eyes. "You need something don't you? Every time you got yourself in trouble, you'd come to me with your whole `you're-the-only-one-who-can-help-me' bullshit. So, what did you do this time?" Saito paled but covered himself well.
"I don't need anything," he said, making sure he looked her straight in the eyes. Akane rolled her eyes again.
"You're exactly the same, Saito. Every time I asked you something and you lied, you made it a point to look me straight in the eyes." Saito scowled at her and without speaking, turned and left. Ranma watched him, a frown on his face.
"That man's trouble. If he bothers you again, I want you to tell me immediately."
"I can handle him myself, Ranma," she began angrily. He spun, startling her.
"I don't give a damn whether or not you can handle him yourself. I want him to leave you alone. If *you* can't get him to leave you alone, then someone's going to have to *make* him understand. I don't think you're capable of getting it across to him."
"And why not?" she asked, crossing her arms and glaring at him.
"You're too kind. He needs to have it beat into him and you're too nice to do it." She wanted to be angry with him, but his words were sweet and his protectiveness touched her. Finally she sighed and dropped her arms.
"All right. Damn you. I hate it when you're like this. I can't resist it." He grinned.
"I know."
Kasumi hummed to herself as she prepared dinner for Ranma and Akane. She was pleased with how they had handled themselves. It had been hard for her little sister since Ranma had arrived. After their mother's death, Akane had never really found the self-assurance she needed. She had become surer of herself as time had gone on but Kuno had destroyed her. She wanted to be loved, not dominated. Ranma had scared her with his strength and his seeming disregard for her, but every time he had come to her rescue or said something nice, Kasumi had seen her little sister come closer to being the person she should have been. Akane had learned to hide it well, mostly behind her anger, and Ranma had missed it. His own deficiencies had helped him miss it, so Kasumi couldn't blame him. Besides, things had worked out and they were happily married. Kasumi smiled to herself and began to put everything on trays.
A knock on the door paused her in mid-action. Wondering whom it was, Kasumi put down the bowl in her hands and started toward the door. She met Akane at the base of the stairs. The youngest Tendo daughter, the newest Saotome, waved her sister off and answered the door herself.
Mika shifted her bulk from her left foot to her right foot. The child within kicked, sending a small warmth through her body. She looked up as the door opened. A beautiful young woman answered the door. Her hair was short and slightly messy. Another beautiful woman stood behind her, this one wore an apron and her hair was long and tied back. The family resemblance was obvious.
"May I help you?" Akane asked, curious.
"Yes, I'm looking for a Tendo Akane."
"I'm her." Mika watched the woman smile suddenly. "I mean, I was her."
"Was?" Her smiled widened.
"It's Saotome Akane, now." Mika's eyes widened.
"You're married?" Akane's smile disappeared.
"Yes. Is something wrong?" Mika bit her lip.
"I'm afraid so."
"Come in then. I'll get my husband. I think I know what you're going to say." Hesitantly Mika accepted the invitation. The woman who had been standing behind Akane offered Mika an arm and led her to the table. She had just been brought tea when Akane and her husband returned. The young man was quite handsome and obviously in love with his wife. Mika bit her lip, wishing her child's father had been in love with her. Or honest at least. Akane caught her look. She sighed.
"Let me guess. This is Saito's work." Mika looked startled. She looked down quickly and chewed on her lip. Self-consciously, she placed her hands on her stomach.
"Yes. He-I-I don't know what to do," she cried as she broke down finally. Akane sat down next to the woman and wrapped her arms around her. Kasumi followed suit. As she sobbed, Akane looked up at Ranma. He looked as if he wanted to kill Saito. This was going to be bad.
IV
Saito scowled at the Tendo Dojo. Since Akane had disappeared with Ranma, he'd taken to hanging outside her house, waiting for her to come back. He'd heard today that they'd returned, but neither of them had come to school. It irritated him that Akane had chosen someone like Ranma over him. Yeah, sure, he'd been an asshole but he had liked Akane. If she would just give him a chance she'd see that.
A squeal from Akane's house caught his attention. Saito shifted and peered around eagerly to see who had made it. His heart skipped a beat when Akane came running from behind the house. She was smiling and laughing. He watched as she spun around dropping into a defensive stance. Moments later, Ranma came out after her. He dropped into his own stance and began circling around her. She kept edging away from him, trying to keep her face straight. Saito ground his teeth as Ranma leapt and pinned her to the ground. Once he had her secured, Ranma proceeded to kiss her as passionately as he could, which, from Saito's vantage, was pretty damn passionate. He growled and made his way to their yard.
Somewhere in his mind, he knew what he was going to do was stupid. Ranma had proven to him two weeks ago who the superior was, but he wanted Akane. She was the one person he had not wanted for sex yet was still attracted to. Determined, Saito walked over to the couple.
"Will you get your hands off my fiancée?" he growled at Ranma. Pinned beneath him, Akane could feel Ranma stiffen. He hated Saito. She knew that without having to ask. She knew he'd hated him since Akane had admitted to thinking she had been in love with the older man. Akane knew it, and Saito should have known it, but he didn't.
Ranma finished his kiss with Akane before standing to face the young man who had claimed *his* wife. Smiling cockily, Ranma tilted his head at the young man.
"And what makes you think you can tell me what to do with my wife, Saito?" His voice was a mixture of barely concealed contempt and threat. Saito chose to ignore it.
"She's not yours, she's mine." Akane rolled her eyes. She could feel Ranma's anger rise. Hastily, she stood.
"Saito, I told you I don't want to see you. I don't want to talk to you. I want you to leave me alone."
"Akane, please. I've changed. I--" He was cut off by Akane shaking her head.
"I don't think you have. You are doing exactly what you did when Dad kicked you out. You kept claiming you didn't mean it. You kept saying you could change, that I was the only one you cared for." Akane paused suddenly, something else rising to mind. She narrowed her eyes. "You need something don't you? Every time you got yourself in trouble, you'd come to me with your whole `you're-the-only-one-who-can-help-me' bullshit. So, what did you do this time?" Saito paled but covered himself well.
"I don't need anything," he said, making sure he looked her straight in the eyes. Akane rolled her eyes again.
"You're exactly the same, Saito. Every time I asked you something and you lied, you made it a point to look me straight in the eyes." Saito scowled at her and without speaking, turned and left. Ranma watched him, a frown on his face.
"That man's trouble. If he bothers you again, I want you to tell me immediately."
"I can handle him myself, Ranma," she began angrily. He spun, startling her.
"I don't give a damn whether or not you can handle him yourself. I want him to leave you alone. If *you* can't get him to leave you alone, then someone's going to have to *make* him understand. I don't think you're capable of getting it across to him."
"And why not?" she asked, crossing her arms and glaring at him.
"You're too kind. He needs to have it beat into him and you're too nice to do it." She wanted to be angry with him, but his words were sweet and his protectiveness touched her. Finally she sighed and dropped her arms.
"All right. Damn you. I hate it when you're like this. I can't resist it." He grinned.
"I know."
Kasumi hummed to herself as she prepared dinner for Ranma and Akane. She was pleased with how they had handled themselves. It had been hard for her little sister since Ranma had arrived. After their mother's death, Akane had never really found the self-assurance she needed. She had become surer of herself as time had gone on but Kuno had destroyed her. She wanted to be loved, not dominated. Ranma had scared her with his strength and his seeming disregard for her, but every time he had come to her rescue or said something nice, Kasumi had seen her little sister come closer to being the person she should have been. Akane had learned to hide it well, mostly behind her anger, and Ranma had missed it. His own deficiencies had helped him miss it, so Kasumi couldn't blame him. Besides, things had worked out and they were happily married. Kasumi smiled to herself and began to put everything on trays.
A knock on the door paused her in mid-action. Wondering whom it was, Kasumi put down the bowl in her hands and started toward the door. She met Akane at the base of the stairs. The youngest Tendo daughter, the newest Saotome, waved her sister off and answered the door herself.
Mika shifted her bulk from her left foot to her right foot. The child within kicked, sending a small warmth through her body. She looked up as the door opened. A beautiful young woman answered the door. Her hair was short and slightly messy. Another beautiful woman stood behind her, this one wore an apron and her hair was long and tied back. The family resemblance was obvious.
"May I help you?" Akane asked, curious.
"Yes, I'm looking for a Tendo Akane."
"I'm her." Mika watched the woman smile suddenly. "I mean, I was her."
"Was?" Her smiled widened.
"It's Saotome Akane, now." Mika's eyes widened.
"You're married?" Akane's smile disappeared.
"Yes. Is something wrong?" Mika bit her lip.
"I'm afraid so."
"Come in then. I'll get my husband. I think I know what you're going to say." Hesitantly Mika accepted the invitation. The woman who had been standing behind Akane offered Mika an arm and led her to the table. She had just been brought tea when Akane and her husband returned. The young man was quite handsome and obviously in love with his wife. Mika bit her lip, wishing her child's father had been in love with her. Or honest at least. Akane caught her look. She sighed.
"Let me guess. This is Saito's work." Mika looked startled. She looked down quickly and chewed on her lip. Self-consciously, she placed her hands on her stomach.
"Yes. He-I-I don't know what to do," she cried as she broke down finally. Akane sat down next to the woman and wrapped her arms around her. Kasumi followed suit. As she sobbed, Akane looked up at Ranma. He looked as if he wanted to kill Saito. This was going to be bad.