Disclaimer: The characters of Ranma ½ belong to Rumiko Takahashi. The
original plot of the children's story Peter Pan belongs to JM Barrie.
Please review this story! It's been a long time since I thought to make a fanfic on any anime, so I hope you enjoy this...
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"You'll come back to visit, won't you?" Akane Tendou asked Peter as he hovered a few feet away from them. Akane and Ranma were standing side by side on the ledge outside her window, and they watched the young boy float against the backdrop of the moon.
Peter looked into Akane's face and marveled at the beauty of it. He wanted to say yes, but when he looked at Ranma's glowering face, he faltered.
"O-of course," he said. Akane's mouth parted into a slow smile, and Peter could only stare. He felt the corners of his own mouth turn up slowly...
"Good-bye, Peter," Akane said. She gave him a faint wave. Ranma put his hands behind his head and watched Peter look at Akane regretfully. Peter floated away with his arms as paddles, and then smiled full-beam at her.
He waved enthusiastically, and turned, with his back to Akane and Ranma. He flew a few more feet, and looked over his shoulder at the girl he'd come to like very much. Akane's hair shone with the reflected light of the moon, her skin slightly translucent in the dim light. His smile softened... Disappeared completely...
Peter turned to fix his gaze forward and knew Akane and Ranma were watching him. He sped off until he felt they were too far off to see him pause. He lived in Everland, and that was where he belonged.
Peter sighed. Then he continued on the way home, second to the right and straight on until morning.
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They were sitting in Akane's room. They were not yet sure that there was a proper conclusion to their adventure. In a way, the two of them would have wanted their adventure to be longer.
"I thought you were dead," Ranma huffed. He sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor, somewhat surprised at how soft the floor felt compared to his bed in Everland.
"And I thought you didn't come to rescue me," Akane said. She was sitting on her own bed. She fingered her tangled hair. She saw that the clock read three thirty in the morning; she wasn't sure how long they'd been away from home. It seemed like a very long time.
The two of them were silent a moment longer.
Ranma was leaning back on his arms. He looked up at the dark ceiling. They hadn't bothered to turn on the lights. To do so would abruptly put an end to their experience. They wanted to relive the adventure while they still remembered all the details.
Already, Everland was starting to seem like just a dream they'd had.
"Uhm." Akane broke the silence. She stopped playing with her hair and folded her hands in her lap. "Thank you for coming to the Jolly Roger to help Peter and Ryogae."
"It was nothing."
"Oh, so now you're being humble," Akane smirked. She leaned back on her own arms.
"You did a lot, too," Ranma said helpfully. "You fought like a tiger back on the Jolly Roger."
Akane felt the hairs on the back of her neck spring up. Tiger? Was she an animal? Yes, as usual, she was taking things the wrong way. She smirked.
"And you fought like a girl," she said. Well, Ranma had been in girl form. Ranma's neck snapped as he turned to glare at her. She stuck out her tongue.
"You're not cute!" He whispered viciously. Akane started to fume.
"So what!" she hissed. "Idiot!"
Ranma got up to leave the room. When he was at the door, he jerked it open. Without looking back he said:
"Un-cute tomboy!" and slammed the door before she could say anything else.
"Pervert!" Akane shouted back at the door.
Ranma leaned against the doorway in his dirty soiled pajamas. He'd paused outside Akane's door, the word 'pervert' ringing in his ear. But for some reason, it didn't bother him so much. At that moment, it just seemed kind of amusing. Ranma felt himself smile softly.
Akane leaned back in bed in her torn and filthy pajamas. For some reason, the insult of being an un-cute tomboy didn't seem so bad. It even had a nice ring to it. How many un-cute tomboys were there in the world? She was the only one, as far as she was concerned.
And how many arrogant, kind-hearted, good-looking and young martial artists were there in the world? Just one, as much to her knowledge. And he was her fiancé.
Akane felt herself smile softly.
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THE END
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Please review this story! It's been a long time since I thought to make a fanfic on any anime, so I hope you enjoy this...
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"You'll come back to visit, won't you?" Akane Tendou asked Peter as he hovered a few feet away from them. Akane and Ranma were standing side by side on the ledge outside her window, and they watched the young boy float against the backdrop of the moon.
Peter looked into Akane's face and marveled at the beauty of it. He wanted to say yes, but when he looked at Ranma's glowering face, he faltered.
"O-of course," he said. Akane's mouth parted into a slow smile, and Peter could only stare. He felt the corners of his own mouth turn up slowly...
"Good-bye, Peter," Akane said. She gave him a faint wave. Ranma put his hands behind his head and watched Peter look at Akane regretfully. Peter floated away with his arms as paddles, and then smiled full-beam at her.
He waved enthusiastically, and turned, with his back to Akane and Ranma. He flew a few more feet, and looked over his shoulder at the girl he'd come to like very much. Akane's hair shone with the reflected light of the moon, her skin slightly translucent in the dim light. His smile softened... Disappeared completely...
Peter turned to fix his gaze forward and knew Akane and Ranma were watching him. He sped off until he felt they were too far off to see him pause. He lived in Everland, and that was where he belonged.
Peter sighed. Then he continued on the way home, second to the right and straight on until morning.
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They were sitting in Akane's room. They were not yet sure that there was a proper conclusion to their adventure. In a way, the two of them would have wanted their adventure to be longer.
"I thought you were dead," Ranma huffed. He sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor, somewhat surprised at how soft the floor felt compared to his bed in Everland.
"And I thought you didn't come to rescue me," Akane said. She was sitting on her own bed. She fingered her tangled hair. She saw that the clock read three thirty in the morning; she wasn't sure how long they'd been away from home. It seemed like a very long time.
The two of them were silent a moment longer.
Ranma was leaning back on his arms. He looked up at the dark ceiling. They hadn't bothered to turn on the lights. To do so would abruptly put an end to their experience. They wanted to relive the adventure while they still remembered all the details.
Already, Everland was starting to seem like just a dream they'd had.
"Uhm." Akane broke the silence. She stopped playing with her hair and folded her hands in her lap. "Thank you for coming to the Jolly Roger to help Peter and Ryogae."
"It was nothing."
"Oh, so now you're being humble," Akane smirked. She leaned back on her own arms.
"You did a lot, too," Ranma said helpfully. "You fought like a tiger back on the Jolly Roger."
Akane felt the hairs on the back of her neck spring up. Tiger? Was she an animal? Yes, as usual, she was taking things the wrong way. She smirked.
"And you fought like a girl," she said. Well, Ranma had been in girl form. Ranma's neck snapped as he turned to glare at her. She stuck out her tongue.
"You're not cute!" He whispered viciously. Akane started to fume.
"So what!" she hissed. "Idiot!"
Ranma got up to leave the room. When he was at the door, he jerked it open. Without looking back he said:
"Un-cute tomboy!" and slammed the door before she could say anything else.
"Pervert!" Akane shouted back at the door.
Ranma leaned against the doorway in his dirty soiled pajamas. He'd paused outside Akane's door, the word 'pervert' ringing in his ear. But for some reason, it didn't bother him so much. At that moment, it just seemed kind of amusing. Ranma felt himself smile softly.
Akane leaned back in bed in her torn and filthy pajamas. For some reason, the insult of being an un-cute tomboy didn't seem so bad. It even had a nice ring to it. How many un-cute tomboys were there in the world? She was the only one, as far as she was concerned.
And how many arrogant, kind-hearted, good-looking and young martial artists were there in the world? Just one, as much to her knowledge. And he was her fiancé.
Akane felt herself smile softly.
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THE END
HEHE IT'S FINISHED! I HOPE YOU GUYS HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY TO ME! THE REVIEW BUTTON OVER THERE IS WAITING FOR YOUR EAGER CLICKS! THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS FANFIC!
E-mail me: tsinoyeyesyahoo.com