Note: I don't own Ranma. Unfortunately, Rumiko Takahashi owns it. Hey but she is a great writer and artist so who cares.

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Chapter Three: Stolen

He woke up. It was morning, but still not morning. Maybe it was two. All he knew was it was still dark. His stomach grumbled. He was hungry. He had opted not to go to dinner. He didn't want to face Akane. Not after all that he said. He said he couldn't trust her. Once again he knew it to be true. He decided he would need some food. He'd wait a little bit though.

It had now been a day since his room had been clean. The sun had shown through today. He knew it would rain though. It would rain because he'd leave the house. Anytime he would leave to go outside he had a feeling it'd rain just because. Then he would get wet, and then he would be a girl again. There were some good things about being a girl. Like the free food, or the fact he isn't recognized as Ranma. Still he was a guy, not a girl. How could he have a girlfriend if he was a girl himself occasionally? That's why he wants to be full guy again.

What was that? He could have sworn he saw a small black thing move into his room as he left. He was probably seeing things. He had lacked food so maybe he was just hallucinating. Whatever, it's time to eat. What if there had been something? Best to put it behind him.

After he had eaten he returned. It was a good meal. It was quiet too. It seems everyone was still asleep. It was time to put the box away. He hadn't looked at the box nor did he move it since yesterday. Or did he? Where was that dumb box? It's no longer here. He looked frantically for it. It was no longer in his room. Had someone woken and taken it? He could now hear that the Tendo girls were now awake eating breakfast. Akane! She could be the only one who had taken it. Once again he was mad. He's coming and there is no stopping him. He's coming for Akane.

Ranma: Akane!

Akane: What is it?

He had arrived rather quickly. His face, it wasn't the one she wanted to see. She thought he'd be over the incident by now. His eyes, they were full of fire. She was the one who should be mad. That was her hair he had. Was this even about yesterday?

Ranma: Where is it?!

Akane: What?

Ranma: Where is my, er, toaster?

What was he talking about? His toaster? His box that held her locks was still in his room.

Akane: I wouldn't touch it. It's in your room you idiot.

What a lie! She had it! Only she knew of it. Why would the tomboy lie!

Ranma: Well it ain't now. You stole it uncute tomboy.

No not again. He had done it once more. He was very angry yes, but she was even angrier. How could he say something so mean? How dare he accuse her then call her that? He's a jerk. A huge jerk. She couldn't help, but feel this way. It surprised her too. She moved fast hitting Ranma to the ground with much force. She overpowered him. Ranma was much stronger than she was, and still she pushed him with ease.

He was hit to the floor. It surprised him that he wasn't able to stand up to it. He had never felt such pain. Was it the push itself, or the fact that she had pushed him? He saw another too. She had begun to cry. He saw the tears as she fled from the room. His face was left in awe. The girls weren't too shocked by it all. In fact they look awfully mad at him. Why him? Akane was the one who went postal.

Nabiki: Now look what you've done Ranma. You always do this.

He did? He probably should have trusted Akane. Maybe she did tell the truth. Still, who stole the box away? Not only that. What would he do about Akane? He didn't know much, but he did know he was the only one who can put this to an end. Why did his rear side hurt? She did push him hard. The wooden floor had driven a piece into him. He better handle that first before Akane.

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So who stole that damn box? I'm not too sure yet either. How about I make it Pantyhose Taro? Nah.