The Way It Should have Been
Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma (or Ranchan for that matter ^_^;;) and I certainly don't own Sailormoon. But I do have spiffy wallscrolls of both of them. Yay.
This is set in an alternative universe where Ranma and SM people live together in one happy realm. ^_^
Chapter One
*~*~*~*~ Ranma ~*~*~*~*
Cutting through the forest, Ranma reached a very.uptight Akane. Her eyes were shooting sparks and her lips were parted in a very frightening manner. This is not the look of a happy girl.
"Where were you?" She screeches, throwing her hands up in the air with exasperation. He promised to take over the cleaning for today but there he goes again, running off into the woods to "be alone". Man oh man. Why did she get stuck with the lamest fiancé in the whole world?
"I am sorry, Akane." Ranma mumbles, shocking the girl with his apology. Never has he apologized willingly before. She feels a light smile tugging at her lips.
"Well.it's alright for today. But, just don't do it again, alright?" She gives him a slight smile and starts toward the dojo, wondering why he is suddenly so friendly. Maybe it is because he truly feels sorry, she decides. Maybe.he is started to like me. She puts a hand against her warm cheek, blushing madly at the thought. No way. Where did that come from? Glad that he can't see her bright pink cheeks, she gladly trots on. Only when she feels that she has cooled down did she turn around and holler at him. "Are you coming or what??"
He nods slightly. "Sure, I am coming." He drops his gaze onto the wet grass, thinking of her and only her. Maybe. she is just an illusion. A beautiful dream. No. he shakes his head, smiling a little. He can still taste her skin on his lips. She is real and he will find her.
*~*~*~*~ Usagi ~*~*~*~*
She picks up her skirt and sighs, racing through the path that follows the pretty creek. Her guardian is not going to be very happy. She can't believe that she let that boy kiss her. but she is ever glad that he did. Rushing towards the little cottage, she pants, out of breath. "Aunt Beryl! I am home!" She declares, opening the little wooden door. She gasps as her head is snapped back from a violent slap.
"Where have you been, Usagi?" The red-haired woman spits out, watching as the pretty girl's face darken with blood. The hand print across her pale cream-colored cheek looks ever so delightful. The woman cackles secretly. "I was watching the Crystal, bunny dearest, so don't you dare lie to me."
The young woman cringes, slightly stroking her hot cheek. She's grown to expect those slaps and whips, but that didn't lessen the pain every single time. "I am sorry, Aunt Beryl. I was in the woods by the creek, thinking." She picks up a wooden chair and brings it to the older woman, settling it in front of her. She watches as Beryl moves to sit, breathing a slight sigh of relief. This means that Beryl's mood isn't too bad.
"Usagi, tell me this. Where you alone? You know that you, dearest princess, are not supposed to speak with strangers. Especially men. You are promised to the Prince as a pure flower. I won't have it if you. took up with other men the way your mother did." She glares at the image of the lovely Serenity. She was such a treacherous woman who had to die in that car accident, leaving Beryl with one teenage princess to look after. Beryl hated that stupid sister of hers.
"Yes, Aunt," Usagi nods slightly, cringing at the slander of her mother's name. Everyone knew her mother was a kind woman who would have never done such things as Beryl is accusing her of.
"What is the punishment that you give yourself for disobeying me?" Beryl smirks, knowing very well that the girl wouldn't think to ask for anything light.
"I will.simply not have supper." Usagi replies, igoring the loud protests of her stomach.
"Very well, then, little bunny. Off to your room until tomorrow morning. I do not want to see a reminder of the whore that you call mother." She purses her lips, struggling not to laugh. The child-woman looked like she is about to cry.
"Y-yes, Aunt Beryl." And the blond princess exits, adroitly wiping tears from her eyes so it only seems that she is weary. 'Oh mother.' She drops onto the bed, sobbing vehemently. 'Oh mother, I wish you were here. I think.I met my soul-mate today.' She steals a glance to her crystal that she received from her mother. It burned a light pink. Gasping, she clutches the crystal to her heart. Pink.the color of true love.
What was his name again.? Oh, yes. Ranma. Dear sweet Ranma. Usagi smiles, hugging the crystal to her heart. She will leave this dirty little house tonight, and find her love.
Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma (or Ranchan for that matter ^_^;;) and I certainly don't own Sailormoon. But I do have spiffy wallscrolls of both of them. Yay.
This is set in an alternative universe where Ranma and SM people live together in one happy realm. ^_^
Chapter One
*~*~*~*~ Ranma ~*~*~*~*
Cutting through the forest, Ranma reached a very.uptight Akane. Her eyes were shooting sparks and her lips were parted in a very frightening manner. This is not the look of a happy girl.
"Where were you?" She screeches, throwing her hands up in the air with exasperation. He promised to take over the cleaning for today but there he goes again, running off into the woods to "be alone". Man oh man. Why did she get stuck with the lamest fiancé in the whole world?
"I am sorry, Akane." Ranma mumbles, shocking the girl with his apology. Never has he apologized willingly before. She feels a light smile tugging at her lips.
"Well.it's alright for today. But, just don't do it again, alright?" She gives him a slight smile and starts toward the dojo, wondering why he is suddenly so friendly. Maybe it is because he truly feels sorry, she decides. Maybe.he is started to like me. She puts a hand against her warm cheek, blushing madly at the thought. No way. Where did that come from? Glad that he can't see her bright pink cheeks, she gladly trots on. Only when she feels that she has cooled down did she turn around and holler at him. "Are you coming or what??"
He nods slightly. "Sure, I am coming." He drops his gaze onto the wet grass, thinking of her and only her. Maybe. she is just an illusion. A beautiful dream. No. he shakes his head, smiling a little. He can still taste her skin on his lips. She is real and he will find her.
*~*~*~*~ Usagi ~*~*~*~*
She picks up her skirt and sighs, racing through the path that follows the pretty creek. Her guardian is not going to be very happy. She can't believe that she let that boy kiss her. but she is ever glad that he did. Rushing towards the little cottage, she pants, out of breath. "Aunt Beryl! I am home!" She declares, opening the little wooden door. She gasps as her head is snapped back from a violent slap.
"Where have you been, Usagi?" The red-haired woman spits out, watching as the pretty girl's face darken with blood. The hand print across her pale cream-colored cheek looks ever so delightful. The woman cackles secretly. "I was watching the Crystal, bunny dearest, so don't you dare lie to me."
The young woman cringes, slightly stroking her hot cheek. She's grown to expect those slaps and whips, but that didn't lessen the pain every single time. "I am sorry, Aunt Beryl. I was in the woods by the creek, thinking." She picks up a wooden chair and brings it to the older woman, settling it in front of her. She watches as Beryl moves to sit, breathing a slight sigh of relief. This means that Beryl's mood isn't too bad.
"Usagi, tell me this. Where you alone? You know that you, dearest princess, are not supposed to speak with strangers. Especially men. You are promised to the Prince as a pure flower. I won't have it if you. took up with other men the way your mother did." She glares at the image of the lovely Serenity. She was such a treacherous woman who had to die in that car accident, leaving Beryl with one teenage princess to look after. Beryl hated that stupid sister of hers.
"Yes, Aunt," Usagi nods slightly, cringing at the slander of her mother's name. Everyone knew her mother was a kind woman who would have never done such things as Beryl is accusing her of.
"What is the punishment that you give yourself for disobeying me?" Beryl smirks, knowing very well that the girl wouldn't think to ask for anything light.
"I will.simply not have supper." Usagi replies, igoring the loud protests of her stomach.
"Very well, then, little bunny. Off to your room until tomorrow morning. I do not want to see a reminder of the whore that you call mother." She purses her lips, struggling not to laugh. The child-woman looked like she is about to cry.
"Y-yes, Aunt Beryl." And the blond princess exits, adroitly wiping tears from her eyes so it only seems that she is weary. 'Oh mother.' She drops onto the bed, sobbing vehemently. 'Oh mother, I wish you were here. I think.I met my soul-mate today.' She steals a glance to her crystal that she received from her mother. It burned a light pink. Gasping, she clutches the crystal to her heart. Pink.the color of true love.
What was his name again.? Oh, yes. Ranma. Dear sweet Ranma. Usagi smiles, hugging the crystal to her heart. She will leave this dirty little house tonight, and find her love.
