Akane the Suicidal
Ranma had gotten the hang of things, much to Akane's chagrin. The fact that Ranma refused to discuss the other night wasn't helping Akane's mood any. Akane looked behind her, as Ranma stood with a firm expression, forcing her to continue forward like a prison wardon on duty. She had to admit, he was pretty cute when he was in his full Akane-alert mode. Now, some of her attempts weren't so much sporatic, but out of intrest to get him to react.
Akane turned back around, furrowing her brow. She knew that night was some fluke, he didn't really have any intrest in the 'Psycho-chick' as he would call her. She sighed in discontent; they were supposed to be engaged (though the 'Death do you part' ordeal may come prematurely, as she was expecting), it would be nice to know if he had any intrest in her further than a given duty.
As they walked out the doors of Furinkan, and amidst the awed spectators; the ones awed at Ranma's uncanny ability to actually keep 'The Deadly Drama Queen' in line, Akane decided to once again go for answers.
"Ranma?" Akane recieved a gruff in reply, "You, um, you don't mind this anymore, do you?"
Ranma kept his eyes ahead, "Mind what?"
"Well, watching me from... well, doing stuff," Akane finished lamely. She may have stumbled over how to address the situation, but Ranma caught on.
"Oh, na, don't mind it at all, actually."
Akane's eyes widened a bit, but she dared not turn around, "You... you don't? Then that means..."
"I figured a few things out," Ranma continued, once Akane trailed off, "I did something *reallllllllly* bad at some point, and this is my karmic punishment." Akane turned to look at Ranma with an incredulous expression, as he continued, "I've decided that I may as well accept it. I figure, once I've done my time, I'll be free, or something..." Ranma finally turned to look at Akane, and his face firmed a bit, "Face forward."
Akane begrudginly turned back around, disappointed at Ranma's response, but doing her best to hide it. She knew his attitude was her fault, and that's what made the edge of the problem bite all that much harder into her concience.
As Akane contemplated, Ranma calmly pulled her to the side, so that he could also step away from the incoming whistling sound...
Akane looked over her shoulder with a surprised expression, while Ranma kept his eyes toward the school gates. Both of them had their heels dangling just over the edge of a newly formed crater in the school walkway.
"I've found you at last, Ranma," a slightly relieved, giddy, and angry voice stated from the settling dust in the pit.
"You know? I have to admit, this is a rather pleasant change," Ranma stated in a cavalier tone, "Usually, people are trying to off Akane here. It's not often when someone makes an attempt at my life..."
"YOU DARE MAKE LIGHT OF ME?"
Ranma shrugged, indifferently, "Sorry, but I can't take much seriously these days, what with my life being Hell and all."
"Ranma..." Akane attempted to interject in a tone that was chiding, irritated, and apolagetic at the same time.
"YOUR LIFE CAN'T POSSIBLY BE-"
"Would you stop shouting," Ranma interrupted, "I'm standing right here..."
"Ah, sorry," the bandanna-clad boy replied, sheepishly, before remembering his anger, "Your life can't possibly be as hellish as mine!"
"Sure it can," Ranma replied simply, as if it weren't even up for discussion.
"YOU DON'T-"
"Shouting," Akane interjected.
"You don't know how much I've suffered because of you!"
"You don't know how much I've suffered because of her," Ranma countered, jerking his thumb over to Akane.
"I have feelings too, you know?" Akane retorted, sulking.
"ENOUGH!" the enraged boy shouted, "FOR THE HELL YOU PUT ME THROUGH, AND INSULTING THIS GIRL, YOU SHALL DIE, RANMA!"
Ranma easily dodged out of the way of the thrusted umbrella that was aimed for his chest, "You kinda have me at a disadvantage..."
"TOUGH!" The other young man continued to stab at Ranma with a speed that rivaled what Ranma had shown so far.
"You know my name, but I don't yours, that ain't fair." Ranma retorted, still dodging with almost an effortlessness.
"He's right, you know?" Akane interrupted, grabbing the shaft of the umbrella, and stopping it just inches away from Ranma's chest, "You can't just go off an attack someone without giving your name, at least!"
The young man blinked, before pulling his umbrella back. After his initial shock wore off, he answered her, "Fine, my name is Ryoga Hibiki, now can I go back to killing your boyfriend?"
"I'm her bodyguard, I'm not her boyfriend," Ranma corrected.
"Fiancee," Akane corrected Ranma.
"You have this inconsiderate jerk for a bodyguard?" Ryoga voiced, incredulously, before bowing in sympathy, "You have my condolences."
"You're really apologizing to the wrong person, buddy," a voice from the surrounding crowd stated.
Ryoga rounded back on Ranma, "RANMA! PREPARE TO DIE!!!" The enraged boy opened his umbrella up, and launched it at his bane, spinning like a top. Ranma blinked, and faded to the side of it, almost with no concern for it whatsoever. The weapon rounded back upon him, like a boomerang returning to its master, and Ranma evaded it again without turning around.
Ryoga snorted in irritation, at having his attack dodged so cavalierly, and reached his hand out to recieve his umbrella. Akane stepped in front of him, with an irritated expression.
"Now look, you can't just go around attacking people without an explanation! What exactly did Ranma-"
"OMPH!!!!"
Both Akane and Ryoga looked down behind Akane, to find Ranma holding the handle of the imbrella as if he had just tackled it from the air, that had its parasol imbedded halfway into the concrete, just inches away from Akane's legs. Akane shrugged at Ranma's extremely irritated expression, while Ryoga blinked in confusion.
"Akane, can we talk for a moment?" Ranma stated in a saccharine sweet voice, while kicking Ryoga in the face. Once Ryoga was sufficiently dazed, Ranma dragged his charge a distance away, "Damn it, Akane! If you're gonna try to kill yourself, at least don't do it where it would interfere with a man to man fight!"
Akane was feeling a bit upset with the attitude Ranma had been taking with her since the other night, "Don't interfere? Listen, you macho jerk, if you hadn't noticed, he's mad enough to kill!"
Ranma blinked, not used to recieving Akane's ire, "Yeah, so?"
"Ranma, I'm not going to let you get hurt over something stupid! At least he should tell us what you did that's so bad to him!"
Ranma's brow furrowed again, "That doesn't mean you should get in the way of razor-sharp projectiles!"
"That's beside the point!" Akane returned, heatedly.
"THAT WAS A CHEAP SHOT, RANMA!" Ryoga shouted out, tugging off his bandanna, only to have another one lay under it. He began twirling it around rapidly, before launching it like a throwing star at the pigtailed boy's head.
"Listen, I can't fight him, and protect you at the same time. So next time, just STAY the HELL outta the way!" Ranma returned, not noticing his voice raising.
"Well if I'm some kind of BURDEN to you, why don't you just LEAVE?" Akane's voice also started to raise, as she got in Ranma's face.
"Oh, I would LOVE to, but I have this whole honor thing that your stupid family tricked me into!" Ranma was almost shouting, and not paying attention to the whirling projectile heading for his neck.
"DON'T CALL MY FAMILY STUPID!" Akane was now shouting. Her hand snapped out to the side, allowing her to catch the orange and black bandanna between her index and forefinger. With an angry expression, she turned back to shout at a very shocked Ryoga, "DO YOU MIND? WE'RE HAVING A DISCUSSION HERE!"
Ranma didn't even concern himself with the projectile that was just intercepted, he would have dodged it easily, anyhow, "Look, I ain't doing this for my own good, I have better things to do than play your unwanted superman!"
"WELL FINE!" Akane blinked down tears that were starting to form, "GO! LEAVE ME ALONE! I DON'T WANT YOU NEAR ME EVER AGAIN!"
"GOOD! I CAN FINALLY STOP PRETENDING TO CARE ABOUT YOUR SEVERELY SHORTENED LIFE, YOU DEMENTED, UNCUTE, PSYCHO CHI-"
Ranma's head snapped to the side, before he turned to stare at Akane incredulously. The raven-haired girl brought her hand down from having slapped Ranma, glaring at him with watery eyes. Finally, attempting to retain her dignity, Akane stormed past her fiancee, and towards the gates.
"DON'T YOU DARE FORGET ABOUT ME RAN-URK!"
"Back off," Ranma replied in a subdued voice, while lowering his fist from Ryoga's face. He then blinked, realizing something, "Weren't you just holding something?"
"AKANE, LOOK OUT!"
Ranma turned with a shocked expression towards the retreating girl, seeing the sharp spinning belt that Ryoga had just been holding, flying after Akane's head. Ranma's eyes grew wider, as he realized he wouldn't be able to get there in time, "AKANE!"
The belt came within an inch of beheading her, just before Akane's hand shot back, and swatted it out of the way. "I'm not in the mood," she stated in a shaky voice, not even bothering to turn around.
"Aw, cripes!" Ranma took off after Akane, leaving Ryoga standing, dazed.
The fanged boy shook himself to regain his conciousness fully, and watched the two retreat down the way. With an sudden irritated realization, he spoke, "I was just ignored, wasn't I?"
Everyone in the schoolyard nodded once.
Ranma had gotten the hang of things, much to Akane's chagrin. The fact that Ranma refused to discuss the other night wasn't helping Akane's mood any. Akane looked behind her, as Ranma stood with a firm expression, forcing her to continue forward like a prison wardon on duty. She had to admit, he was pretty cute when he was in his full Akane-alert mode. Now, some of her attempts weren't so much sporatic, but out of intrest to get him to react.
Akane turned back around, furrowing her brow. She knew that night was some fluke, he didn't really have any intrest in the 'Psycho-chick' as he would call her. She sighed in discontent; they were supposed to be engaged (though the 'Death do you part' ordeal may come prematurely, as she was expecting), it would be nice to know if he had any intrest in her further than a given duty.
As they walked out the doors of Furinkan, and amidst the awed spectators; the ones awed at Ranma's uncanny ability to actually keep 'The Deadly Drama Queen' in line, Akane decided to once again go for answers.
"Ranma?" Akane recieved a gruff in reply, "You, um, you don't mind this anymore, do you?"
Ranma kept his eyes ahead, "Mind what?"
"Well, watching me from... well, doing stuff," Akane finished lamely. She may have stumbled over how to address the situation, but Ranma caught on.
"Oh, na, don't mind it at all, actually."
Akane's eyes widened a bit, but she dared not turn around, "You... you don't? Then that means..."
"I figured a few things out," Ranma continued, once Akane trailed off, "I did something *reallllllllly* bad at some point, and this is my karmic punishment." Akane turned to look at Ranma with an incredulous expression, as he continued, "I've decided that I may as well accept it. I figure, once I've done my time, I'll be free, or something..." Ranma finally turned to look at Akane, and his face firmed a bit, "Face forward."
Akane begrudginly turned back around, disappointed at Ranma's response, but doing her best to hide it. She knew his attitude was her fault, and that's what made the edge of the problem bite all that much harder into her concience.
As Akane contemplated, Ranma calmly pulled her to the side, so that he could also step away from the incoming whistling sound...
Akane looked over her shoulder with a surprised expression, while Ranma kept his eyes toward the school gates. Both of them had their heels dangling just over the edge of a newly formed crater in the school walkway.
"I've found you at last, Ranma," a slightly relieved, giddy, and angry voice stated from the settling dust in the pit.
"You know? I have to admit, this is a rather pleasant change," Ranma stated in a cavalier tone, "Usually, people are trying to off Akane here. It's not often when someone makes an attempt at my life..."
"YOU DARE MAKE LIGHT OF ME?"
Ranma shrugged, indifferently, "Sorry, but I can't take much seriously these days, what with my life being Hell and all."
"Ranma..." Akane attempted to interject in a tone that was chiding, irritated, and apolagetic at the same time.
"YOUR LIFE CAN'T POSSIBLY BE-"
"Would you stop shouting," Ranma interrupted, "I'm standing right here..."
"Ah, sorry," the bandanna-clad boy replied, sheepishly, before remembering his anger, "Your life can't possibly be as hellish as mine!"
"Sure it can," Ranma replied simply, as if it weren't even up for discussion.
"YOU DON'T-"
"Shouting," Akane interjected.
"You don't know how much I've suffered because of you!"
"You don't know how much I've suffered because of her," Ranma countered, jerking his thumb over to Akane.
"I have feelings too, you know?" Akane retorted, sulking.
"ENOUGH!" the enraged boy shouted, "FOR THE HELL YOU PUT ME THROUGH, AND INSULTING THIS GIRL, YOU SHALL DIE, RANMA!"
Ranma easily dodged out of the way of the thrusted umbrella that was aimed for his chest, "You kinda have me at a disadvantage..."
"TOUGH!" The other young man continued to stab at Ranma with a speed that rivaled what Ranma had shown so far.
"You know my name, but I don't yours, that ain't fair." Ranma retorted, still dodging with almost an effortlessness.
"He's right, you know?" Akane interrupted, grabbing the shaft of the umbrella, and stopping it just inches away from Ranma's chest, "You can't just go off an attack someone without giving your name, at least!"
The young man blinked, before pulling his umbrella back. After his initial shock wore off, he answered her, "Fine, my name is Ryoga Hibiki, now can I go back to killing your boyfriend?"
"I'm her bodyguard, I'm not her boyfriend," Ranma corrected.
"Fiancee," Akane corrected Ranma.
"You have this inconsiderate jerk for a bodyguard?" Ryoga voiced, incredulously, before bowing in sympathy, "You have my condolences."
"You're really apologizing to the wrong person, buddy," a voice from the surrounding crowd stated.
Ryoga rounded back on Ranma, "RANMA! PREPARE TO DIE!!!" The enraged boy opened his umbrella up, and launched it at his bane, spinning like a top. Ranma blinked, and faded to the side of it, almost with no concern for it whatsoever. The weapon rounded back upon him, like a boomerang returning to its master, and Ranma evaded it again without turning around.
Ryoga snorted in irritation, at having his attack dodged so cavalierly, and reached his hand out to recieve his umbrella. Akane stepped in front of him, with an irritated expression.
"Now look, you can't just go around attacking people without an explanation! What exactly did Ranma-"
"OMPH!!!!"
Both Akane and Ryoga looked down behind Akane, to find Ranma holding the handle of the imbrella as if he had just tackled it from the air, that had its parasol imbedded halfway into the concrete, just inches away from Akane's legs. Akane shrugged at Ranma's extremely irritated expression, while Ryoga blinked in confusion.
"Akane, can we talk for a moment?" Ranma stated in a saccharine sweet voice, while kicking Ryoga in the face. Once Ryoga was sufficiently dazed, Ranma dragged his charge a distance away, "Damn it, Akane! If you're gonna try to kill yourself, at least don't do it where it would interfere with a man to man fight!"
Akane was feeling a bit upset with the attitude Ranma had been taking with her since the other night, "Don't interfere? Listen, you macho jerk, if you hadn't noticed, he's mad enough to kill!"
Ranma blinked, not used to recieving Akane's ire, "Yeah, so?"
"Ranma, I'm not going to let you get hurt over something stupid! At least he should tell us what you did that's so bad to him!"
Ranma's brow furrowed again, "That doesn't mean you should get in the way of razor-sharp projectiles!"
"That's beside the point!" Akane returned, heatedly.
"THAT WAS A CHEAP SHOT, RANMA!" Ryoga shouted out, tugging off his bandanna, only to have another one lay under it. He began twirling it around rapidly, before launching it like a throwing star at the pigtailed boy's head.
"Listen, I can't fight him, and protect you at the same time. So next time, just STAY the HELL outta the way!" Ranma returned, not noticing his voice raising.
"Well if I'm some kind of BURDEN to you, why don't you just LEAVE?" Akane's voice also started to raise, as she got in Ranma's face.
"Oh, I would LOVE to, but I have this whole honor thing that your stupid family tricked me into!" Ranma was almost shouting, and not paying attention to the whirling projectile heading for his neck.
"DON'T CALL MY FAMILY STUPID!" Akane was now shouting. Her hand snapped out to the side, allowing her to catch the orange and black bandanna between her index and forefinger. With an angry expression, she turned back to shout at a very shocked Ryoga, "DO YOU MIND? WE'RE HAVING A DISCUSSION HERE!"
Ranma didn't even concern himself with the projectile that was just intercepted, he would have dodged it easily, anyhow, "Look, I ain't doing this for my own good, I have better things to do than play your unwanted superman!"
"WELL FINE!" Akane blinked down tears that were starting to form, "GO! LEAVE ME ALONE! I DON'T WANT YOU NEAR ME EVER AGAIN!"
"GOOD! I CAN FINALLY STOP PRETENDING TO CARE ABOUT YOUR SEVERELY SHORTENED LIFE, YOU DEMENTED, UNCUTE, PSYCHO CHI-"
Ranma's head snapped to the side, before he turned to stare at Akane incredulously. The raven-haired girl brought her hand down from having slapped Ranma, glaring at him with watery eyes. Finally, attempting to retain her dignity, Akane stormed past her fiancee, and towards the gates.
"DON'T YOU DARE FORGET ABOUT ME RAN-URK!"
"Back off," Ranma replied in a subdued voice, while lowering his fist from Ryoga's face. He then blinked, realizing something, "Weren't you just holding something?"
"AKANE, LOOK OUT!"
Ranma turned with a shocked expression towards the retreating girl, seeing the sharp spinning belt that Ryoga had just been holding, flying after Akane's head. Ranma's eyes grew wider, as he realized he wouldn't be able to get there in time, "AKANE!"
The belt came within an inch of beheading her, just before Akane's hand shot back, and swatted it out of the way. "I'm not in the mood," she stated in a shaky voice, not even bothering to turn around.
"Aw, cripes!" Ranma took off after Akane, leaving Ryoga standing, dazed.
The fanged boy shook himself to regain his conciousness fully, and watched the two retreat down the way. With an sudden irritated realization, he spoke, "I was just ignored, wasn't I?"
Everyone in the schoolyard nodded once.