What's up Minna-chan? Back with chapter 3 of this fic, so I hope that you all like it. Also please be sure to review!
Special thanks to my best friend Monique and my beta-reader Vamp Queen for being so sweet and helping me out. God bless you girls!
Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma ½ :)
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Akane awoke early that morning well rested, having dreamt of different ways of torturing Ranma after this whole ordeal was over.
Merrily, she swung her legs over to the side of the bed, taking herself to the closet in order to pick something out appropriate to wear. After quickly scanning the contents of her closet, she almost immediately became aggravated with the knowledge that she had nothing really cute or sexy to wear, and if she was going to pull this off, she needed just that.
She was just about to walk out of the room and ask Kasumi if she had anything when something red caught her eye. Turning around slowly, eyes glittering with delight and determination: it was perfect.
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After having picked out what to wear, she jetted into the bathroom, attempting to apply the make-up that her older sister had given her the other day. Emptying the contents within the small bag, she hastily looked over the cosmetics, not really knowing where to start.
She picked up both the eyeliner and lip liner briefly wondering what the difference was. Did it really matter? She thought with a mental shrug.
How hard could it be? She thought, reaching for a compact.
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Having applied the make-up, she was ready to go downstairs and make her inference.
She was just about to go downstairs when she bumped into Kasumi.
Kasumi was about to make a hasty apology until she spied Akane. She emitted a sharp gasp. "Akane-chan," She whispered worriedly. "What happened to your face?" She asked, her face full of concern and empathy for her younger sibling. "Did you run into a wall?" She inquired helpfully.
Akane gave her sister a look akin to a glare. "No, I didn't run into a wall and what's wrong with my face?" She muttered, offended by the fact that Kasumi was unknowingly making fun of her creation.
The look that Kasumi gave her was answer enough.
She nearly stumped her foot in agitated frustration. "Kasumi, I was trying to put on the make-up you gave me." She said dejectedly.
Kasumi's eyes widened in understanding, and then filling with pity. "Poor thing," Kasumi said lightly, patting Akane's shoulder gently, which earned her a halfhearted scowl. "We'll get you all fixed up." Kasumi reassured cheerfully, gently taking Akane's shoulders, to lead her the bathroom.
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"Ta-da!" Kasumi chirped enthusiastically, surveying her handiwork before turning Akane around to look in the mirror.
Akane gave a sharp intake of breath. She almost didn't recognize the gorgeous girl staring back at her. She looked…beautiful!
Still unable to believe her eyes, she turned to Kasumi. "How did you do that?" She asked, with an almost awe-struck look shining in her coffee brown eyes.
Kasumi laughed at Akane's 'You're a miracle worker' look. "I didn't do anything really…you were always pretty and, like I said, it just needed to be brought out more," she supplied.
"Okay…now for the clothes. Come on, let's get you ready." Kasumi said as she led Akane out of the bathroom and into her room.
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'Here goes nothing.' Akane thought with a sigh as she descended the stairway. 'I hope this works.' She silently prayed.
She received her answer as soon as she stepped into view of the dining room. Ranma looked nothing short of stunned. Akane almost giddy with excitement, due to the fact that she was having her desired affect on her fiancé.
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Ranma was indeed stunned to say the least. Was this his peace-challenged fiancé?
No matter what he normally said about her looking like a tomboy, he always secretly thought of Akane as pretty. But this wasn't Akane…this was some kind goddess or something.
Akane strode into the room, the make-up on her face giving her a slightly older and more mature look. She was clad in a scarlet silk halter-top dress that showed off her well-developed curves and ample bosom.
She sauntered over to the table, which contained her stunned fiancé and her shocked family members, vainly trying to look graceful and poised. To which she failed.
Ranma's momentary trance was broken by Akane's ungraceful stumble on her way to the table. With a slightly shaky smile, she righted herself and sat next to her now seemingly nonchalant fiancé.
"Ohayo, Minna!" Akane said gleefully, looking over at Ranma, who avoided eye contact with her.
"You look really…pretty Akane!" Genma said, after getting over his initial shock, to which everybody readily agreed with him. Everybody except Ranma that is.
When his son didn't seem to have acknowledged Akane's new look, he gave Ranma a 'You had better say something' look, to which Ranma complied.
Turning to face his now beautified fiancé, he did just that. Even thought it wasn't exactly what his father had in mind. "Besides the fact that you looked as if you had just gotten jumped by a runaway gang of artists, ya look alright." He said nonchalantly, rolling his eyes heavenward.
Akane only glared at him, aware that her appearance affected him somewhat.
"What made you dress up today and where are you going?" Her father asked, suddenly eager to break the slight tension within the room.
"I just decided that if I'm Ranma's fiancé, I should start acting like it." She reasoned, getting the desired reaction out of Ranma.
Ranma stared at her, his mouth agape. Was she for real? The Akane he knew wouldn't have even found him worthy of her kindness. What was going on? And why was she dressing like… that?
All of a sudden, Akane's conversation with Kasumi, or what he had gotten from it, came to life in his head once more. 'Kill him?' Had she been joking or was she devising some kind of plan to do it? And maybe this was it…
That's it. He would just show this uncute tomboy that he was totally unaffected by her different look.
This decided, he turned to Akane, ready to calmly ask for the bread right next to her. "Akane, please hand me the breast, I mean the boob! No…urgg!" He yelled, getting up, totally frustrated with himself, he went outside to get away from the cause of his problems.
Akane silently watched the quickly retreating back of her disgruntled fiancé with a mixture of fascination and anger. It had taken her a moment to try to act girlish and sexy, but she had done pretty well. She was surprised to see just how much she was affecting him. Then she felt a sudden rush of anger. He really was a pervert. She fumed silently. He would probably be drooling over any girl who dressed up pretty and flirted with him.
"Akane-chan, you're cracking the cup." Kasumi implored nicely.
Gently setting down the cup, she, too, rose from the table to follow Ranma.
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'I'm such an idiot!' Ranma mentally berated himself, running a frustrated hand over his face. He had acted like some kind of love-struck fool! And worse, in front of Akane!
Never one to be taken in by a pretty face, the effect Akane had on him had surprised even him. Sure, his other fiancé's were cute in their own ways, but Akane did something different to him.
He groaned out loud. Then there was the comment about the boobs. He could have died! It wasn't like he had never seen any before…hell; he had his own unwanted pair! He huffed, taking a seat near the pond.
After the act she had been pulling lately, Ranma was nearly convinced that she was indeed going to find a way to kill him.
The pigtailed boy was so ponderous over his situation that he didn't even notice an all to familiar figure approaching him from the back.
"Aahhh!" Ranma screamed before the foot on his back sent him plunging into the small pool that he was seated by.
Girl Ranma emerged angry and sputtering, to confront the culprit. "Ryoga, you idiot! Why'd you do that!?" Ran-chan said angrily, rising out of the little pool, ready to fight.
"Because you're treating Akane bad. For that, I came to punish you!" He yelled dramatically.
Ranma rolled her eyes. "I think you got that backwards this time…P-brain." Ranma muttered meaningfully.
The statement, clearly catching Ryoga's interest, made him let his guard down to pry into Ranma's business. "What do you mean?" Ryoga sneered.
"Akane's to devise a plan to kill me or something." Ranma said convincingly. It was the only explanation.
Doubt shown plainly Ryoga's eyes. "Even if you do deserve it, Akane would never do anything like that. She's sweet as candy." He said almost dreamily, hearts starting to form in his eyes.
"Well, what else could be wrong? She's been nice to me Ryoga? NICE!" She emphasized greatly, gesturing with her hands for effect.
This seemed to confuse Ryoga also. She was often nice to him and everyone else. Except Ranma. Even so, he still felt a need to defend Akane. "Well…Well that's because you don't deserve her nicefullness!" He cried vehemently, pointing his finger close to Ranma's face.
Ranma's eyes lowered in bored disdain. "Oi, p-brain…that's not a word." She said pushing Ryoga's hand away from her face.
Ryoga flushed with embarrassment, and stared down at his twiddling fingers and giving a hasty explanation. "Well…I haven't been to school in a while because I get lost and I-" Ryoga stopped in the middle of his confession. What was he explaining his situation to this sex-changing freak for? "That's besides the point!" He retorted loudly.
Seeing that that was a particular sore spot on Ryoga's pride, Ranma decided to prick it a little. "I see being a pig too long has addled your brain. You probably can't even spell your name anymore." She laughed loudly.
This angered Ryoga to no end. Growling, he launched himself at Ranma, starting one of their many brawls.
However, a couple of minutes into the fight, they were interrupted by the topic of their early subject. "Is it really necessary for you two to fight all the time?" She huffed getting both of the reprobate's attention.
"Anyways, Ranma-chan," She started sweetly. "I bought you some of your favorite cookies from the store yesterday." She finished placing the cookies on the ground next to them, then sauntering away, a small smile of victory gracing her face.
Ranma stared at her back, watching her walk away. If he wasn't totally convinced then, he was now. He was defiantly in for it.
"Maybe she is trying to kill you." Ryoga pointed out unconstructively, already having dug into the cookies that Akane had left.
Turning on Ryoga angrily, due to the fact that he had voiced his greatest concern, he snatched the bag of cookies from his grasp. "Well, I'm not going to let her get away with it." He said seriously.
This caused Ryoga to turn serious also. "Something's definitely wrong. We have to find out what's wrong with her. Not that I want to work with you, but this is for Akane." He added the last part after seeing Ranma's highly dubious expression.
"Alright," Ranma reluctantly agreed. He would find out what was going on once and for all…because if he didn't, he wasn't sure how much longer he could take this kind of behavior.
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Okay, another chapter finished! "Nicefullness" is not a word of course…it was just funny. So what will they find out? Anyways, review and tell me how you liked it! As always, if you want to be on my mailing list, put it in a review or e-mail me at breezbox6@aol.com. Hope to see you next chapter!