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The kiss seemed to go on forever, but was too short once they broke it. For a while, they just stared at each other, neither quite sure what had happened. "Uh," Ranma tried to talk, but no words were forming past his brain.
"Yes?" Akane prodded, just wanting him to get it out. When he said nothing, she just leaned over and kissed him again, hoping that would get the blood flowing towards his lips.
"Wow." Ranma breathed, touching first his fingers to his own lips, then to hers. "You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that. I'm shocked that no one interrupted."
She smiled wryly. "They do have a knack for ruining all of the special moments, don't they? I don't think anyone is home. I can't hear anyone, and usually Kasumi would be cleaning and our dads would be involved in a loud Go game, saying things like "That wasn't there before!" and "Hey, you cheated!"
Ranma chuckled. "You are so right. Y'know, since nobody is home, we might as well take advantage of it."
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" She was answered when he kissed her. It was filled with passion, not like first kiss where they had both been stunned by their actions. He pulled her into his arms and just held her there for a while, knowing it felt so right. Even their breathing was synchronized.
"I'm so sorry to ruin the moment, but I'm really itchy, Akane." He looked at her with pained eyes, and she could see how much he was hurting.
"Poor thing. Do you want the lotion?" she reached for the bottle and handed it to him. He declined it meekly.
"Think you could do it?" He asked bravely and sheepishly. She rolled her eyes, but began to put it on anyway.
"Big baby. . ."
He stuck his tongue out at her. "First you stick up for me when I'm weak, and now you call me a baby. You women are so confusing."
"That is the point." They sat there and savored the silence for a few moments, the only thing interrupting it were the light singing of the birds from outside. Knowing it wouldn't last just listening to the melodic sounds was like heaven.
Suddenly, Ranma's stomach grumbled loudly. He looked at her, his stomach, and back to her. He smiled lightly. "I'm hungry."
"I noticed. I'll go make something. Maybe some chicken soup will help. I think my mom had a recipe for something to bring down a fever. I'll make that too. I remember most of it. . ."
Ranma's eyes flew open as he began to feel nauseous. "NO! No, Akane, that is perfectly alright! I'm not hungry, not at all. And I'm sure my fever is almost broken." He placed her hands on his face, and realized how nice her cold palms felt on his hot head.
"Not even close. What is wrong with you?" He attached himself to her legs as she tried to leave the room.
"Your cooking scares me worse then your mallet, and that is saying something! My immune system can't handle that rancid stuff you call food!" He braced himself for anything she was going to use to hurt him. When nothing happened he looked up in her eyes and saw they were laced with tears. It seemed he had hurt her pride and feelings more then she could hurt him physically.
He ripped out of his gripped and stormed downstairs. "Hey, where are you going?"
She didn't answer until she returned with aspirin and a glass of water. "I was getting you something for your fever, and now I'm going out."
"What? You can't do that! You have to stay here and take care of me!" He crossed his arms and pouted like a tamper-throwing child.
"I think you can take care of yourself just fine. Make your own self something to eat." She left to go to her room.
"That's not fair Akane! Akane! What am I supposed to do while you're gone? What if I need someone while you are gone?"
She just walked past him, towards the stairs. "See if I care. Go ask Shampoo or Ukyo."
They heard the front door open. "Hello, is anyone home?"
Ranma brightened up. "Mom?"
"Ranma, is that you?" She appeared at the bottom of stairs. "What are you doing home? It is a school day. Hello, Akane dear."
"Hello, Auntie."
"Mom, I have the chicken pox," Ranma grumbled.
"When did this happen? Why has no one called me?" She placed her hands on his head worriedly. "My poor son. Are you hungry? Would you like me to make you something to eat?
Ranma felt like an angel head descended upon the house. "Would I? You have no idea how happy that would make me! Thank you, thank you!"
"You're welcome dear. Akane, what are you doing? Is anyone else home?" She looked at Akane and her son suspiciously.
"Oh, well, I've been playing nurse. No one else is home at the moment, Kasumi probably went shopping." She scuffed her foot on the floor, feeling guilty that she would have left Ranma here alone.
"Well, why don't you let me make you two something to eat, and I'll take care of Ranma. You could catch up on your work, or go out, whatever you want to do. I'm sure you wouldn't want to stay here with my sick boy all day." She patted the younger woman's shoulder in a motherly fashion.
"Oh, I don't mind it. We have plenty of things to do. But I guess I could do some of my makeup work." She smiled at Nodoka Saotome. "I would love some lunch though."
"I'll go make something and bring it up to you two." The elder of the trio descended down the stairs.
"I thought you were leaving." Ranma said harshly.
"I'll be in my room. Tell me when lunch is ready." She pushed him down as she stomped back in her room and slammed the door. "Jerk." She whispered.
'Now she is gonna be mad at me for hours. Oh, well, at least I get to spend the day with my mom. She can cook and won't hit me. Then again, Akane hasn't hit me in days. She was really nice and cute this morning. Too bad she takes her nuclear waste so seriously.' Ranma started the video game again and played until Nodoka brought lunch up.
"Is Akane is her room?" She asked her son. She realized she had hit a soft spot when he shrugged and scowled. "Did you say something to make her mad?"
"Why is it my fault? I was just telling her the truth." He pushed the buttons on the joystick, moving it furiously.
"Well, the truth can hurt." She set down a tray covered with food on the floor. "I'm going to bring Akane her lunch, then we can spend some time together."
Akane stayed her room all day. That gave Nodoka and Ranma a chance to really talk. He even taught her how to play the Mario Brothers. It was a wonderful day by his standards, but in the back of his mind he felt guilty about Akane being all alone, and mad at him too. He ignored it as much as he could, yet it couldn't help but make him feel bad by the end of the day.
"Hey, Ranma, Akane! Kasumi and I are home!" Nabiki called up loudly. "Oh, and we brought a friend."
A/N: Hmmm, you never know what could happen with Nabiki and friends. Yes, I had to have Ranma eating his foot. I think he likes that better then okonomiyaki and ramen by far. I love Nodoka, and she would love being able to take care of her sick son. Questions, comments, reactions, and reviews are greatly appreciated.
Thoughts are in 'quotations'.
The kiss seemed to go on forever, but was too short once they broke it. For a while, they just stared at each other, neither quite sure what had happened. "Uh," Ranma tried to talk, but no words were forming past his brain.
"Yes?" Akane prodded, just wanting him to get it out. When he said nothing, she just leaned over and kissed him again, hoping that would get the blood flowing towards his lips.
"Wow." Ranma breathed, touching first his fingers to his own lips, then to hers. "You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that. I'm shocked that no one interrupted."
She smiled wryly. "They do have a knack for ruining all of the special moments, don't they? I don't think anyone is home. I can't hear anyone, and usually Kasumi would be cleaning and our dads would be involved in a loud Go game, saying things like "That wasn't there before!" and "Hey, you cheated!"
Ranma chuckled. "You are so right. Y'know, since nobody is home, we might as well take advantage of it."
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" She was answered when he kissed her. It was filled with passion, not like first kiss where they had both been stunned by their actions. He pulled her into his arms and just held her there for a while, knowing it felt so right. Even their breathing was synchronized.
"I'm so sorry to ruin the moment, but I'm really itchy, Akane." He looked at her with pained eyes, and she could see how much he was hurting.
"Poor thing. Do you want the lotion?" she reached for the bottle and handed it to him. He declined it meekly.
"Think you could do it?" He asked bravely and sheepishly. She rolled her eyes, but began to put it on anyway.
"Big baby. . ."
He stuck his tongue out at her. "First you stick up for me when I'm weak, and now you call me a baby. You women are so confusing."
"That is the point." They sat there and savored the silence for a few moments, the only thing interrupting it were the light singing of the birds from outside. Knowing it wouldn't last just listening to the melodic sounds was like heaven.
Suddenly, Ranma's stomach grumbled loudly. He looked at her, his stomach, and back to her. He smiled lightly. "I'm hungry."
"I noticed. I'll go make something. Maybe some chicken soup will help. I think my mom had a recipe for something to bring down a fever. I'll make that too. I remember most of it. . ."
Ranma's eyes flew open as he began to feel nauseous. "NO! No, Akane, that is perfectly alright! I'm not hungry, not at all. And I'm sure my fever is almost broken." He placed her hands on his face, and realized how nice her cold palms felt on his hot head.
"Not even close. What is wrong with you?" He attached himself to her legs as she tried to leave the room.
"Your cooking scares me worse then your mallet, and that is saying something! My immune system can't handle that rancid stuff you call food!" He braced himself for anything she was going to use to hurt him. When nothing happened he looked up in her eyes and saw they were laced with tears. It seemed he had hurt her pride and feelings more then she could hurt him physically.
He ripped out of his gripped and stormed downstairs. "Hey, where are you going?"
She didn't answer until she returned with aspirin and a glass of water. "I was getting you something for your fever, and now I'm going out."
"What? You can't do that! You have to stay here and take care of me!" He crossed his arms and pouted like a tamper-throwing child.
"I think you can take care of yourself just fine. Make your own self something to eat." She left to go to her room.
"That's not fair Akane! Akane! What am I supposed to do while you're gone? What if I need someone while you are gone?"
She just walked past him, towards the stairs. "See if I care. Go ask Shampoo or Ukyo."
They heard the front door open. "Hello, is anyone home?"
Ranma brightened up. "Mom?"
"Ranma, is that you?" She appeared at the bottom of stairs. "What are you doing home? It is a school day. Hello, Akane dear."
"Hello, Auntie."
"Mom, I have the chicken pox," Ranma grumbled.
"When did this happen? Why has no one called me?" She placed her hands on his head worriedly. "My poor son. Are you hungry? Would you like me to make you something to eat?
Ranma felt like an angel head descended upon the house. "Would I? You have no idea how happy that would make me! Thank you, thank you!"
"You're welcome dear. Akane, what are you doing? Is anyone else home?" She looked at Akane and her son suspiciously.
"Oh, well, I've been playing nurse. No one else is home at the moment, Kasumi probably went shopping." She scuffed her foot on the floor, feeling guilty that she would have left Ranma here alone.
"Well, why don't you let me make you two something to eat, and I'll take care of Ranma. You could catch up on your work, or go out, whatever you want to do. I'm sure you wouldn't want to stay here with my sick boy all day." She patted the younger woman's shoulder in a motherly fashion.
"Oh, I don't mind it. We have plenty of things to do. But I guess I could do some of my makeup work." She smiled at Nodoka Saotome. "I would love some lunch though."
"I'll go make something and bring it up to you two." The elder of the trio descended down the stairs.
"I thought you were leaving." Ranma said harshly.
"I'll be in my room. Tell me when lunch is ready." She pushed him down as she stomped back in her room and slammed the door. "Jerk." She whispered.
'Now she is gonna be mad at me for hours. Oh, well, at least I get to spend the day with my mom. She can cook and won't hit me. Then again, Akane hasn't hit me in days. She was really nice and cute this morning. Too bad she takes her nuclear waste so seriously.' Ranma started the video game again and played until Nodoka brought lunch up.
"Is Akane is her room?" She asked her son. She realized she had hit a soft spot when he shrugged and scowled. "Did you say something to make her mad?"
"Why is it my fault? I was just telling her the truth." He pushed the buttons on the joystick, moving it furiously.
"Well, the truth can hurt." She set down a tray covered with food on the floor. "I'm going to bring Akane her lunch, then we can spend some time together."
Akane stayed her room all day. That gave Nodoka and Ranma a chance to really talk. He even taught her how to play the Mario Brothers. It was a wonderful day by his standards, but in the back of his mind he felt guilty about Akane being all alone, and mad at him too. He ignored it as much as he could, yet it couldn't help but make him feel bad by the end of the day.
"Hey, Ranma, Akane! Kasumi and I are home!" Nabiki called up loudly. "Oh, and we brought a friend."
A/N: Hmmm, you never know what could happen with Nabiki and friends. Yes, I had to have Ranma eating his foot. I think he likes that better then okonomiyaki and ramen by far. I love Nodoka, and she would love being able to take care of her sick son. Questions, comments, reactions, and reviews are greatly appreciated.