Akane the Suicidal
"Would you stop looking at me like that, it's making me nervous!" Akane asked, wilting slightly under Ranma's gaze, as the pigtailed boy glared at her over his cup of tea.
"Well, I'm glad that was all cleared up before it became unpleasant," Nodoka stated, while reading over Akane's death poem, "I have to say, Akane-chan, you have a talent for writing these!"
Ranma turned slowly to look at his mother, it didn't take him long to realize that the crazy woman was his father's wife. He had to find humor in the irony of that, as he returned to glaring at Akane.
"Tell your son to stop it!" Akane pleaded to the older lady.
"Ranma, it's not polite to stare," Nodoka chided.
"But I want to stare," Ranma countered, not bothering to turn away from Akane, "I want her to know how irritated I am with her. I want her to know that I don't find any pleasure in the concept that my mother believed her son wore panties, bras, and make-up..."
"Oh, but that's all been cleared up, hasn't it!" Nodoka placated, "I know that my son doesn't so such unmanly things, even when in his cursed form..." Nodoka paused for a moment, "Although, I would overlook the bra, your other form is a bit... healthy?"
Ranma blinked, and turned back to his mother, "Oh, and before I forget, I did ask you to remind me to kill your husband later for making that pact with you, right?"
"That wouldn't be very manly to murder your father," Nodoka replied with a disapproving tone, "And you have asked me three times now for that reminder, I'll add."
"What if I shouted 'defend yourself' right before I beat him to death?" Ranma asked, way too cheerfully.
Nodoka mused on that, before nodding, "Well, I suppose that would not be a problem," the Saotome matriarch replied, before taking a sip from her tea. Ranma nodded, before taking another sip, himself. Nodoka put her cup down, and folded her hands in front of her, "Now, Akane, I thank you deeply for reuniting me with my dear son, I know Genma would have procrastinated."
"You're welcome," the youngest Tendou replied with a smile.
"But, I will ask, I understand that my son's manliness must have possessed you to take his place, but I must question your wisdom."
"I'll answer that, Mom," Ranma interjected, "She's loony."
"RANMA!"
The pigtailed boy turned to glare at Akane, silencing her after her outburst, before turning back to his mother.
"That really wasn't a nice thing to say." Nodoka replied, at least to quell the girl somewhat.
"No, I'm pretty sure it wasn't," Ranma replied factually, as if he didn't care Akane was in the room or not.
Akane started to become indignant, "I don't have to sit here and take this!"
"I'll tie you down where you sit, if you even so much as twitch," Ranma growled.
"It sounds as if you two have some relationship problems," Nodoka stated in attempted levity. She started, when Ranma's glare turned to her.
"Problems?" Ranma asked in mock incredulousness, "I don't see any problems! Oh no! I have no problems with being suckered into being the involintary lifeline to a walking death urge!" Ranma put his cup down in front of him, and folded his linked his fingers together over the table, leaning forward, "You know? It's actually pretty interesting the ways you can commit suicide when you seem to be pressed for time!" He said in a jovial conversational tone.
Nodoka's eyes went wide, "Suicide? Akane! Why would you want to do a thing like that?"
Akane just shrugged, as she took a sip from her tea, before replying, "Force of habit."
Akane turned, and watched Ranma innocently, as he leaned towards her, his arms extended to the girl, while his fingers twitched for the sensation of squeezing the breath from her throat. With an intense enforcement of will, Ranma slowly sat himself down, and with shaky hands, picked up his tea.
"No... I will not give in. She wants me to do it. I am the one in control," Ranma muttered to himself, raising his tea to his mouth.
Akane's face grew slightly dissappointed, and then irritated, "Hmph, sometimes, you just talk big, Ranma." Ranma's hands crushed through the teacup. His cracked smile was as far as his responce got.
"They make such an interesting couple," Nodoka thought to herself with a smile, "I was wondering, you two," Ranma's mother paused, and waited until she had their full attention. She turned a beaming smile to Ranma, "Oh, how happy I am to be reunited with my son, and I've been rather lonely since you and your father had left so long ago. I was hoping that you would at least stay the night? It is getting rather late, after all."
Akane spoke up, "Thanks for the offer, but we have school tomorrow." Ranma groaned at the reminder.
"I understand, an education is rather important," Nodoka replied, "But, you will come back and visit tomorrow?"
"How about you come visit us?" Akane countered, "I'm sure Mr. Saotome misses you, and dad would like to see you again!"
"Oh, that sounds like a wonderful idea!" Mrs. Saotome chirped, "I wouldn't mind seeing how your two sisters have grown!"
Ranma pulled himself to standing, "Well, if we're going to get going, we need to now." Ranma turned back to his mother, and gave his first smile his mother had seen on him since before he and his father had left, ten years ago, "Mom, it's great to see you again."
Nodoka came to standing, and gave her son a hug, "Oh, Ranma, did I miss you! Now, let you two be off, we can continue this later." With that, she led the two children to the door.
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Ranma sat across from Akane on the nearly empty subway train, staring. Akane attempted to ignore his gaze, but was failing, as her nervous fidgeting was proving.
"I was doing it for you, you know?" Akane stated meekly, looking away.
Ranma snorted, before sighing in resignation, "Akane..." The other girl turned to look directly at Ranma with an attentive expression. Ranma looked at her, and immidiately turned away with a slight blush, "Why?"
"Well, I'm pretty sure you didn't want to die," Akane said with an amused voice.
"Not that, I mean, why do you keep trying to kill yourself? There HAS to be a reason! Nobody just decides to off themselves on a whim!"
"Honestly, Ranma, I don't know!" Akane replied in exasperation, "Sorry if I can't give you an answer!"
"Look, at least tell me when you started..." Ranma had a bit of difficulty trying to figure out what to say, "... started having these, um, 'urges'."
Akane thought back, before perking up, "Well, it was when I was training with Sensei Happosai, around then, I guess." Akane shrugged, "I don't think that'll help you much, though."
"How old were you?" Ranma pressed on, "Ten... twelve..."
"Thirteen," Akane stated, factually.
Ranma thought to himself, maybe it was a puberty thing? "Whatever, I'll get to the bottom of this later, we're almost to our stop."
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"We're home!" Akane called out, as Ranma and she entered the Tendou household. Immidiately, she was in the firm grasp of three of its residents.
"AKANE! DON'T EVER TRICK RANMA INTO LEAVING YOU ALONE AGAIN!" Nabiki shouted, as she wiped her tears onto Akane's shoulders.
"MY BABY GIRL'S NOT DEAD BECAUSE OF RANMA'S INCOMPETENCE!" Soun wailed, crying into Akane's hair. The youngest Tendou turned, and mouthed an apology to the fuming Ranma. Fortunately for Ranma's temperment, Kasumi's sobbing replies were only at a whisper.
The pigtailed boy groaned in both irritation and fustration, and went to the dojo, while the tearful reunion continued.
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Ranma found his father sitting out on the porch, "Mind if I join ya, Pop?"
Genma looked at his son nervously, "You're not going to surprise attack me again, are you?"
Ranma shrugged, and sat down, ignoring the way his father quickly put a meter between them, "When are we going to go see Mom?"
"URK"
Ranma held fast to his father's gi, while continuing to stare ahead, "Yeah, figured you would wuss out if I asked that. Don't worry, Mom think's I'm manly enough, even with the curse."
"Oh," Genma sat back down with a calm expression, "Well, that's my boy! Man among Men!" He gave Ranma a jovial slap on the back.
Ranma returned the jovial slap on the back with a jovial stomp to the back of his head, burying his father's face halfway into the wood porch, "Don't think I've forgiven you for making such a stupid deal..."
"Your mother agreed to it!" Genma countered, with a muffled voice.
Ranma sat back down, and sighed. "I still can't figure out what Akane's major malfunction is. She said it started when she was thirteen, sometime abouts training with an old Sensei of hers named Happosai. She still doesn't claim to know why th-"
Ranma blinked, as he heard Kasumi drop a dish in the kitchen. Nabiki's abacus hit the ground from upstairs, and Soun's newspaper rip. Ranma turned to look at his father, but only found a dustcloud in his place.
"Would you stop looking at me like that, it's making me nervous!" Akane asked, wilting slightly under Ranma's gaze, as the pigtailed boy glared at her over his cup of tea.
"Well, I'm glad that was all cleared up before it became unpleasant," Nodoka stated, while reading over Akane's death poem, "I have to say, Akane-chan, you have a talent for writing these!"
Ranma turned slowly to look at his mother, it didn't take him long to realize that the crazy woman was his father's wife. He had to find humor in the irony of that, as he returned to glaring at Akane.
"Tell your son to stop it!" Akane pleaded to the older lady.
"Ranma, it's not polite to stare," Nodoka chided.
"But I want to stare," Ranma countered, not bothering to turn away from Akane, "I want her to know how irritated I am with her. I want her to know that I don't find any pleasure in the concept that my mother believed her son wore panties, bras, and make-up..."
"Oh, but that's all been cleared up, hasn't it!" Nodoka placated, "I know that my son doesn't so such unmanly things, even when in his cursed form..." Nodoka paused for a moment, "Although, I would overlook the bra, your other form is a bit... healthy?"
Ranma blinked, and turned back to his mother, "Oh, and before I forget, I did ask you to remind me to kill your husband later for making that pact with you, right?"
"That wouldn't be very manly to murder your father," Nodoka replied with a disapproving tone, "And you have asked me three times now for that reminder, I'll add."
"What if I shouted 'defend yourself' right before I beat him to death?" Ranma asked, way too cheerfully.
Nodoka mused on that, before nodding, "Well, I suppose that would not be a problem," the Saotome matriarch replied, before taking a sip from her tea. Ranma nodded, before taking another sip, himself. Nodoka put her cup down, and folded her hands in front of her, "Now, Akane, I thank you deeply for reuniting me with my dear son, I know Genma would have procrastinated."
"You're welcome," the youngest Tendou replied with a smile.
"But, I will ask, I understand that my son's manliness must have possessed you to take his place, but I must question your wisdom."
"I'll answer that, Mom," Ranma interjected, "She's loony."
"RANMA!"
The pigtailed boy turned to glare at Akane, silencing her after her outburst, before turning back to his mother.
"That really wasn't a nice thing to say." Nodoka replied, at least to quell the girl somewhat.
"No, I'm pretty sure it wasn't," Ranma replied factually, as if he didn't care Akane was in the room or not.
Akane started to become indignant, "I don't have to sit here and take this!"
"I'll tie you down where you sit, if you even so much as twitch," Ranma growled.
"It sounds as if you two have some relationship problems," Nodoka stated in attempted levity. She started, when Ranma's glare turned to her.
"Problems?" Ranma asked in mock incredulousness, "I don't see any problems! Oh no! I have no problems with being suckered into being the involintary lifeline to a walking death urge!" Ranma put his cup down in front of him, and folded his linked his fingers together over the table, leaning forward, "You know? It's actually pretty interesting the ways you can commit suicide when you seem to be pressed for time!" He said in a jovial conversational tone.
Nodoka's eyes went wide, "Suicide? Akane! Why would you want to do a thing like that?"
Akane just shrugged, as she took a sip from her tea, before replying, "Force of habit."
Akane turned, and watched Ranma innocently, as he leaned towards her, his arms extended to the girl, while his fingers twitched for the sensation of squeezing the breath from her throat. With an intense enforcement of will, Ranma slowly sat himself down, and with shaky hands, picked up his tea.
"No... I will not give in. She wants me to do it. I am the one in control," Ranma muttered to himself, raising his tea to his mouth.
Akane's face grew slightly dissappointed, and then irritated, "Hmph, sometimes, you just talk big, Ranma." Ranma's hands crushed through the teacup. His cracked smile was as far as his responce got.
"They make such an interesting couple," Nodoka thought to herself with a smile, "I was wondering, you two," Ranma's mother paused, and waited until she had their full attention. She turned a beaming smile to Ranma, "Oh, how happy I am to be reunited with my son, and I've been rather lonely since you and your father had left so long ago. I was hoping that you would at least stay the night? It is getting rather late, after all."
Akane spoke up, "Thanks for the offer, but we have school tomorrow." Ranma groaned at the reminder.
"I understand, an education is rather important," Nodoka replied, "But, you will come back and visit tomorrow?"
"How about you come visit us?" Akane countered, "I'm sure Mr. Saotome misses you, and dad would like to see you again!"
"Oh, that sounds like a wonderful idea!" Mrs. Saotome chirped, "I wouldn't mind seeing how your two sisters have grown!"
Ranma pulled himself to standing, "Well, if we're going to get going, we need to now." Ranma turned back to his mother, and gave his first smile his mother had seen on him since before he and his father had left, ten years ago, "Mom, it's great to see you again."
Nodoka came to standing, and gave her son a hug, "Oh, Ranma, did I miss you! Now, let you two be off, we can continue this later." With that, she led the two children to the door.
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Ranma sat across from Akane on the nearly empty subway train, staring. Akane attempted to ignore his gaze, but was failing, as her nervous fidgeting was proving.
"I was doing it for you, you know?" Akane stated meekly, looking away.
Ranma snorted, before sighing in resignation, "Akane..." The other girl turned to look directly at Ranma with an attentive expression. Ranma looked at her, and immidiately turned away with a slight blush, "Why?"
"Well, I'm pretty sure you didn't want to die," Akane said with an amused voice.
"Not that, I mean, why do you keep trying to kill yourself? There HAS to be a reason! Nobody just decides to off themselves on a whim!"
"Honestly, Ranma, I don't know!" Akane replied in exasperation, "Sorry if I can't give you an answer!"
"Look, at least tell me when you started..." Ranma had a bit of difficulty trying to figure out what to say, "... started having these, um, 'urges'."
Akane thought back, before perking up, "Well, it was when I was training with Sensei Happosai, around then, I guess." Akane shrugged, "I don't think that'll help you much, though."
"How old were you?" Ranma pressed on, "Ten... twelve..."
"Thirteen," Akane stated, factually.
Ranma thought to himself, maybe it was a puberty thing? "Whatever, I'll get to the bottom of this later, we're almost to our stop."
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"We're home!" Akane called out, as Ranma and she entered the Tendou household. Immidiately, she was in the firm grasp of three of its residents.
"AKANE! DON'T EVER TRICK RANMA INTO LEAVING YOU ALONE AGAIN!" Nabiki shouted, as she wiped her tears onto Akane's shoulders.
"MY BABY GIRL'S NOT DEAD BECAUSE OF RANMA'S INCOMPETENCE!" Soun wailed, crying into Akane's hair. The youngest Tendou turned, and mouthed an apology to the fuming Ranma. Fortunately for Ranma's temperment, Kasumi's sobbing replies were only at a whisper.
The pigtailed boy groaned in both irritation and fustration, and went to the dojo, while the tearful reunion continued.
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Ranma found his father sitting out on the porch, "Mind if I join ya, Pop?"
Genma looked at his son nervously, "You're not going to surprise attack me again, are you?"
Ranma shrugged, and sat down, ignoring the way his father quickly put a meter between them, "When are we going to go see Mom?"
"URK"
Ranma held fast to his father's gi, while continuing to stare ahead, "Yeah, figured you would wuss out if I asked that. Don't worry, Mom think's I'm manly enough, even with the curse."
"Oh," Genma sat back down with a calm expression, "Well, that's my boy! Man among Men!" He gave Ranma a jovial slap on the back.
Ranma returned the jovial slap on the back with a jovial stomp to the back of his head, burying his father's face halfway into the wood porch, "Don't think I've forgiven you for making such a stupid deal..."
"Your mother agreed to it!" Genma countered, with a muffled voice.
Ranma sat back down, and sighed. "I still can't figure out what Akane's major malfunction is. She said it started when she was thirteen, sometime abouts training with an old Sensei of hers named Happosai. She still doesn't claim to know why th-"
Ranma blinked, as he heard Kasumi drop a dish in the kitchen. Nabiki's abacus hit the ground from upstairs, and Soun's newspaper rip. Ranma turned to look at his father, but only found a dustcloud in his place.