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 Fourteen: Still You Love...
He kept running for a long while. He let up though. There would be no way she could still be following him. That's when he heard her scream his name as a large boulder landed on him. He easily broke free from under the rock as Akane with her box arrived. She didn't look angry to him. She looked cute for once.
Akane: Ranma. I want to give you this.
Ranma: What is it?
Akane: This box, is just like yours, but it's mine.
He took the box from her. His first sight was a torn up shirt of his. She had kept one of his shirts? It looks like one she kept after one of his battles. One of the more extreme ones. He found some pictures of him in his both forms. Some pressed flowers, ones that looked familiar. Then her wedding dress, it was beautiful, as it had been that day. It hadn't been too long ago that day occurred. He was too preoccupied with getting the Jusenkyo water of drowned man that he wasn't paying any attention to the rest. After everything had happened he had wondered what would have happened if they had gotten married. He decided he could never marry her. He knew that if he really did want it the rest wouldn't have been in his way.
Ranma: My shirt, photos, and pressed flowers. Your wedding dress?
Akane: I was hoping to use it again…
Ranma: I hope you're happy with the guy you wear it for.
Why had he thought that? She had come all this way, chased him down. He still thought she wouldn't? She had loved him, and he still couldn't figure that out. What was he really thinking?
Akane: You told me you loved me right? I love you Ranma. Not the boy or the girl, I love Ranma. Just you.
Ranma: You love me?
Akane: Yes.
Now he knew. He had loved her. She loved him. There was no reason other than that. After all this time, he can let it go. Still, he wasn't sure. They love one another at this moment, but how long would that last. He didn't want to change right then. Change came with time, it can't be forced.
Ranma: Well, I guess if you love me. I can bear to love a tomboy macho fiancée who is built like a brick.
He was still acting foolish. Even though he loved her. She figured he loved her, but didn't want to move to anything as of now. Still he didn't have to act like that. So she taught him by embedding his face into the ground.
Akane: Ranma…
Ranma: Ah! Wh-
Akane: You don't know why I hit you?
He had shaken his head. She hated him for that. She may have hit him to the air, but it wasn't the same. She had been smiling this time. He knew that too. She glimpsed his smile as he flew off across the trees. After all this it still ended the same way everything did. Or did it? This wasn't the ending at all. She lived only seventeen years. That is no where near the ending. Something ended, but it didn't. Ranma had acted like saying his feelings was punishing him. He still acted like he hated her. But no matter what she knew the truth. Through all of his stupid moves, all she had to do is remember.
Akane: Still, he loves me.
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Thank you heavens! It's finally done. The plague has been removed. The ending was kind of, stupid, sappy, corny, unfulfilled? Something was definitely missing, but I have no clue what. It never ended maybe. They'd have to go back, then deal with everything, Shampoo, Ukyo, and their folks. Eh, that's it though.
Ranma vs. Ranma? [A preview]
My name is Ranma Saotome. I guess I should start by telling you about my fiancées. Everyone tends to want to hear about that. I had three of them. That's a lot apparently. I should say I never wanted any of them. My father made two, and I made the last mistakenly. I never had any peace. Mainly because those girls had their own suitors. Those suitors attacked me all the time. I guess I should tell you about the girls…
This paragraph has nothing to do with the story. How fun! It's really about, actually it's about the paragraph. Not entirely though. He fights himself. There's gonna be four of him. All with a different love. How is there four? Magic. You'll see.
Anyway thanks to:
Dogbertcarroll: Even though you gave me grief you were right about lots of those things. You got to admit it was decent though for my first fanfic.
Kinai: I should have had Akane throw Ryoga away, but I saved it for Ranma. Plus it was night at that time and she was probably too tired to give the lost boy a good beating.
BlazeStryker: I liked those sarcastic previews. You're right insulting those guys.
Alagon: Yeah Ranma has taken his beatings. He probably writes what he needs to know on his arms to remember anything.
Butterfly
Xanth
SilverStarBurst: I got a bit confused too.
