Disclaimer: Rumiko Takahashi owns Ranma ½ and all the other people she has
sold the rights to including Kitty and Viz.
A/N: I've been working on my site and I'm almost done! Everybody cheer! Its name is Mallet Watch! Weird huh? Lol! Everyone's been getting the flu and I guess my body thought 'Hey! What the heck? Why not jump on the bandwagon?' My body is very polite as you can see by the 'heck'! Sorry, I'm still a little sick so I'm a tad crazy right now. I'll try to write this chapter longer and faster but it wasn't totally my fault! Check out my site when it's ready okay? Thanks to all the people who review my stories and me! You can email me at tiney_panda@hotmail.com. Thanks for reading!
* * *
The course of true love never did run smooth;
--A Midsummer Night's Dream, William Shakespeare
* * *
Akane walked into the cab as she tried to open the door but it was stuck. As she slammed into the cab she could feel her face burning red. She could sense the driver trying hard not to but laughing. Ranma was smirking as he walked up to her and pulled open the door with obvious ease.
"So, I can't hit you but somehow you can hold things?" Akane asked suspiciously. This was beginning to sound really fake but she hadn't been able to hit him yet so she couldn't be sure. She just had to remember to keep up her guard extra today.
"Exactly!" Ranma said this with an uneasy tone. He had been reall--was really bad at lying. Akane stepped into the cab more confused than ever. Ranma smiled to the driver and shook his hand. That was really weird. Why did he shake his hand?
"You know this guy?" Akane asked. Ranma shrugged and turned to Akane as they both sat in the back of the taxi.
"So, where to?" Ranma asked obviously avoiding the prior question. Akane was beginning to think that there was a lot more than what she had thought before.
First off, ghosts didn't exist. Secondly, Ranma could always avoid her attacks and her anger had just made her attacks slower. Thirdly, the rules to Ranma's 'ghostness' only applied when it was good for him and then disappeared when it wasn't. On the other hand, that taxi thing was pretty cool.
"To that café about three blocks from here." Akane was rustling through her bag and found what she thought was enough to cover the ride and a tip. Ranma was having a hard time twiddling his thumbs. He was twiddling one forward and the other backward and getting frustrated. Finally he just threw his hands on his lap and turned to Akane to torture her for a bit, at least until the ride was over but he did have eternity to torture her. She thought of throwing herself out of the cab but decided against it, too many papers to sign afterwards. She sighed and waited for Ranma to start.
"On Sumiko street right?" Ranma asked devilishly, "I haven't be'n for the longest time! When's the last time ya were there?" Ranma's pale blue eyes suddenly sprang to life and danced around waiting for her reply.
"I don't remember." Akane said blatantly lying. She never said she was good at lying she had just decided to forget that ordeal. She remembered the thought of it, the feel of it, being free. The fun, exciting feel of doing something interesting, crazy, unlike her. Akane remembered all these things and smiled. She realized that without that she'd be crazy but that she couldn't live with only that. The kind of life Ranma had was nomadic. He went where he wanted when he wanted and yet he needed stability. He needed her because she was the one normal thing in his life, the one thing that stayed the same. Still, she wasn't the person she had been.
"Liar." Ranma whispered as he slapped the cabby's shoulder and opened his door to get out. Akane threw out her hand to grab him before he fell out but there was no need. The driver screeched to a halt at the nearest street corner and Akane gave him the money quickly.
Ranma smiled in awe, "Aww, you care!" Akane rolled her eyes and in one quick moment pushed Ranma out of the cab and onto the ground outside. She slid over to that side of the cab and stepped out, onto Ranma. He cringed and Akane stepped harder, digging one of her heels into his face.
"Owww!" Ranma winced. He curled up in a ball for a second recovering and then shot up next to her smiling.
"I thought I couldn't hit you?" Akane questioned. Ranma looked nervous for a split second and then let his cool nature take over.
"You can't, I let you," Ranma winked, "you're welcome."
Akane rolled her eyes and walked towards the nearest street vendor. She walked up to the small young man and winked cutely, "Hi there, can I have some octopus balls? Maybe a couple extra." Akane said this suggestively and took the young man's hand. She could be sexy even with Ranma around. Just look at the way she had the young, balding, fat man wrapped around her finger. Akane gave up and paid the man. When he winked at her she grimaced and he took that as a good thing and giggled.
As they walked off Ranma came up right by Akane's ear and hushly asked, "Did'ja hear that giggle? I'm not joking! The womanly factor on that giggle must've be'n off the charts!" Ranma burst out laughing as Akane looked back at the man who was now waving and smiling. She burst out laughing as well and turned back to se half her octopus balls gone. She shot a glance at Ranma who obviously had three stuffed in his mouth at the moment. She sneered and hoarded the rest.
"Ghosts shouldn't have to eat." Akane stated, sticking out her tongue as if she knew what she was talking about. Ranma shrugged in agreement and put his arm around her waist to direct her out of the way of a deranged bicycle and a more deranged looking driver. Akane dropped her octopus balls in the process but Ranma threw himself to the ground before they fell so they all landed gently in his mouth. Akane smiled, he was such an idiot for food.
"But we can," was Ranma's only remark.
* * *
It had been a couple of hours and the night was beginning to get comfortable. Akane had the inclination that she'd be getting home late tonight. She had no money left on her and was about an hour's walk from her apartment. Ranma and her had been walking the streets all night, just walking. They'd talked about lots of things including Suru. Akane had found out that Ranma didn't really mind Akane with a little 'opposition' for him to win against it was just who Suru was. He had admitted that he didn't mind the guy as much because he now knew the person he was inside. She thought about this for a second and shrugged it off. They probably had a talk about it and maybe Suru talked some sense into Ranma. Akane knew that it was bloody unlikely but she decided that it would do for now.
Ranma still had his arm around her waist and Akane pretended not to notice for reasons she herself didn't understand. She just didn't want it any other way tonight. Tonight was one solitary day and whatever happened was her decision. She didn't have to report to Suru about everything that happened in her life! She would just keep herself in check and stop thinking about how blue the sky might be, how clear the star are or how cool, calm and serene the night was. She would just remember Suru and how he was probably worried sick about her.
Akane didn't care anymore, the night was beautiful and she was here with a ghost, what could happen? Ranma's eyes glimmered in the night as he stared up at the sky. Ranma let go of Akane and she wanted to pull him back. She didn't of course even though she really wanted to. He took her hand and led her to a bench in a park. No one was outside; it had to be three in the morning. She sat down beside him and watched him stare up and grin.
"Ain't it nice?" Ranma asked as he pulled in Akane to show her a star he was pointing to with his free hand.
Akane nodded. What was wrong with him? He looked so sad and yet, when he saw all those stars his eyes glazed over, "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm just tryin' to figure some things out 'kay?" Ranma said as a cold breeze made Akane shiver. He took his jacket off his right shoulder and put it around her keeping the other half around him. Akane didn't know if he was trying to be romantic or just not willing to give up his whole jacket. She thought for a split second about how his jacket could . . . but he said he was . . . Akane stopped thinking about it.
She realized that he wanted things to be like they were but they couldn't be. They could never be the same way they had been and no matter how hard they told themselves they like things that way it would have gotten old not doing anything about certain.things and people. If she had only known that he might . . . want to . . . be . . . in a different relationship with her than before than she would have done things differently . . . maybe.
"Ranma, I know you seem to.want to.well I just wanted to let you know that it can never be the way it was. Definantly not because of that damn Shampoo, I'm glad she left!" Akane looked down as Ranma laughed softly. She could tell he was nervous but she was about double that so she wasn't gonna say anything.
"I don't get it." Ranma said.
"Well, things will never be the same," Akane tried to find an example and pointed to an out of place mail box, "that, ugly as it may be, will never be the same. Things have changed." Akane thought about it for a while, people had changed too. She had changed for the most part and she thought she had made out pretty good.
"Oh really?" Ranma question cocking an eyebrow and smiling with one of his legendary smiles. She lifted her hand slowly and held his smiling lowly. Ranma stopped smiling and looked down to her hand almost going cross-eyed. Akane laughed lowly in a half cry and smiled again, trying to look serious. She imagined how silly she looked right about now.
"I'm not the person you remember Ranma, I'm different and I'm like I was and if I had been things would have been rea-" Ranma lifted his finger to her lips and smiled as he glared into her eyes slowly filling with tears. She wanted to hold onto this moment and never let go, to stay here alone with Ranma. She was different though and as much as she tried to be the person she had been it was useless she would never be the person Ranma remembered her as.
Ranma pushed himself closer, pulling Akane with him and smirked, "I know."
A/N: Aww, not too angsty sorry guys! Anyways, And now . . . NEXT TIME ON DON'T LEAVE ME:
(drum roll please)
_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
My drumroll rules.
I'm gonna make these cryptic again. For you new people you have to guess what the secrets to them are! Okay,
The next chapter's movie title's are:
1 Beauty and the Beast
2 My Best Friend's Wedding
That's all for now so without further ado here is what you're really here for,
_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
This drum roll is longer and unannounced. Ooh. Ahh
REVIEWING REVIEWS!
Aqua Rosewater: Sorry for Suru?!?!?! Lol! Sure! Anyways, yes Ranma is pretending t be a ghost but only for safety measures right? Or maybe it's for the fun of it . . .
X: Thank you, I couldn't do it without ya!
QuirkyCellist: I'm glad it's not confusing anymore and lobster? Wow, thanks!
Lilstarblossom: Thanks for checkin' out my other stories! I'm re-doing most of them and don't worry! Ranma's alive and well and up to his old tricks!
Kura-kun: Ah death to Suru! Lol! He's not dead but he might be . what?
ka_chan: oh! So you're the infamous xing@fanfiction.net I see. I hope it was longer!
Apie: Yes, the power of luck and paying the guy off but ya know, whatever right?
Butterfly: Yeah! Why did you like the last chapter more? Tell me what else is confusing! I guess I didn't really post soon!
Erie: Lol! Remember the zealot's words, Magic is evil! So is Pokemon! Lol!
FluffyWolfy: Where have you been? I gotta check out these new stories!
A/N: Review my story or I might forget to write the next chapter! Next chapter hopefully up soon!
A/N: I've been working on my site and I'm almost done! Everybody cheer! Its name is Mallet Watch! Weird huh? Lol! Everyone's been getting the flu and I guess my body thought 'Hey! What the heck? Why not jump on the bandwagon?' My body is very polite as you can see by the 'heck'! Sorry, I'm still a little sick so I'm a tad crazy right now. I'll try to write this chapter longer and faster but it wasn't totally my fault! Check out my site when it's ready okay? Thanks to all the people who review my stories and me! You can email me at tiney_panda@hotmail.com. Thanks for reading!
* * *
The course of true love never did run smooth;
--A Midsummer Night's Dream, William Shakespeare
* * *
Akane walked into the cab as she tried to open the door but it was stuck. As she slammed into the cab she could feel her face burning red. She could sense the driver trying hard not to but laughing. Ranma was smirking as he walked up to her and pulled open the door with obvious ease.
"So, I can't hit you but somehow you can hold things?" Akane asked suspiciously. This was beginning to sound really fake but she hadn't been able to hit him yet so she couldn't be sure. She just had to remember to keep up her guard extra today.
"Exactly!" Ranma said this with an uneasy tone. He had been reall--was really bad at lying. Akane stepped into the cab more confused than ever. Ranma smiled to the driver and shook his hand. That was really weird. Why did he shake his hand?
"You know this guy?" Akane asked. Ranma shrugged and turned to Akane as they both sat in the back of the taxi.
"So, where to?" Ranma asked obviously avoiding the prior question. Akane was beginning to think that there was a lot more than what she had thought before.
First off, ghosts didn't exist. Secondly, Ranma could always avoid her attacks and her anger had just made her attacks slower. Thirdly, the rules to Ranma's 'ghostness' only applied when it was good for him and then disappeared when it wasn't. On the other hand, that taxi thing was pretty cool.
"To that café about three blocks from here." Akane was rustling through her bag and found what she thought was enough to cover the ride and a tip. Ranma was having a hard time twiddling his thumbs. He was twiddling one forward and the other backward and getting frustrated. Finally he just threw his hands on his lap and turned to Akane to torture her for a bit, at least until the ride was over but he did have eternity to torture her. She thought of throwing herself out of the cab but decided against it, too many papers to sign afterwards. She sighed and waited for Ranma to start.
"On Sumiko street right?" Ranma asked devilishly, "I haven't be'n for the longest time! When's the last time ya were there?" Ranma's pale blue eyes suddenly sprang to life and danced around waiting for her reply.
"I don't remember." Akane said blatantly lying. She never said she was good at lying she had just decided to forget that ordeal. She remembered the thought of it, the feel of it, being free. The fun, exciting feel of doing something interesting, crazy, unlike her. Akane remembered all these things and smiled. She realized that without that she'd be crazy but that she couldn't live with only that. The kind of life Ranma had was nomadic. He went where he wanted when he wanted and yet he needed stability. He needed her because she was the one normal thing in his life, the one thing that stayed the same. Still, she wasn't the person she had been.
"Liar." Ranma whispered as he slapped the cabby's shoulder and opened his door to get out. Akane threw out her hand to grab him before he fell out but there was no need. The driver screeched to a halt at the nearest street corner and Akane gave him the money quickly.
Ranma smiled in awe, "Aww, you care!" Akane rolled her eyes and in one quick moment pushed Ranma out of the cab and onto the ground outside. She slid over to that side of the cab and stepped out, onto Ranma. He cringed and Akane stepped harder, digging one of her heels into his face.
"Owww!" Ranma winced. He curled up in a ball for a second recovering and then shot up next to her smiling.
"I thought I couldn't hit you?" Akane questioned. Ranma looked nervous for a split second and then let his cool nature take over.
"You can't, I let you," Ranma winked, "you're welcome."
Akane rolled her eyes and walked towards the nearest street vendor. She walked up to the small young man and winked cutely, "Hi there, can I have some octopus balls? Maybe a couple extra." Akane said this suggestively and took the young man's hand. She could be sexy even with Ranma around. Just look at the way she had the young, balding, fat man wrapped around her finger. Akane gave up and paid the man. When he winked at her she grimaced and he took that as a good thing and giggled.
As they walked off Ranma came up right by Akane's ear and hushly asked, "Did'ja hear that giggle? I'm not joking! The womanly factor on that giggle must've be'n off the charts!" Ranma burst out laughing as Akane looked back at the man who was now waving and smiling. She burst out laughing as well and turned back to se half her octopus balls gone. She shot a glance at Ranma who obviously had three stuffed in his mouth at the moment. She sneered and hoarded the rest.
"Ghosts shouldn't have to eat." Akane stated, sticking out her tongue as if she knew what she was talking about. Ranma shrugged in agreement and put his arm around her waist to direct her out of the way of a deranged bicycle and a more deranged looking driver. Akane dropped her octopus balls in the process but Ranma threw himself to the ground before they fell so they all landed gently in his mouth. Akane smiled, he was such an idiot for food.
"But we can," was Ranma's only remark.
* * *
It had been a couple of hours and the night was beginning to get comfortable. Akane had the inclination that she'd be getting home late tonight. She had no money left on her and was about an hour's walk from her apartment. Ranma and her had been walking the streets all night, just walking. They'd talked about lots of things including Suru. Akane had found out that Ranma didn't really mind Akane with a little 'opposition' for him to win against it was just who Suru was. He had admitted that he didn't mind the guy as much because he now knew the person he was inside. She thought about this for a second and shrugged it off. They probably had a talk about it and maybe Suru talked some sense into Ranma. Akane knew that it was bloody unlikely but she decided that it would do for now.
Ranma still had his arm around her waist and Akane pretended not to notice for reasons she herself didn't understand. She just didn't want it any other way tonight. Tonight was one solitary day and whatever happened was her decision. She didn't have to report to Suru about everything that happened in her life! She would just keep herself in check and stop thinking about how blue the sky might be, how clear the star are or how cool, calm and serene the night was. She would just remember Suru and how he was probably worried sick about her.
Akane didn't care anymore, the night was beautiful and she was here with a ghost, what could happen? Ranma's eyes glimmered in the night as he stared up at the sky. Ranma let go of Akane and she wanted to pull him back. She didn't of course even though she really wanted to. He took her hand and led her to a bench in a park. No one was outside; it had to be three in the morning. She sat down beside him and watched him stare up and grin.
"Ain't it nice?" Ranma asked as he pulled in Akane to show her a star he was pointing to with his free hand.
Akane nodded. What was wrong with him? He looked so sad and yet, when he saw all those stars his eyes glazed over, "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm just tryin' to figure some things out 'kay?" Ranma said as a cold breeze made Akane shiver. He took his jacket off his right shoulder and put it around her keeping the other half around him. Akane didn't know if he was trying to be romantic or just not willing to give up his whole jacket. She thought for a split second about how his jacket could . . . but he said he was . . . Akane stopped thinking about it.
She realized that he wanted things to be like they were but they couldn't be. They could never be the same way they had been and no matter how hard they told themselves they like things that way it would have gotten old not doing anything about certain.things and people. If she had only known that he might . . . want to . . . be . . . in a different relationship with her than before than she would have done things differently . . . maybe.
"Ranma, I know you seem to.want to.well I just wanted to let you know that it can never be the way it was. Definantly not because of that damn Shampoo, I'm glad she left!" Akane looked down as Ranma laughed softly. She could tell he was nervous but she was about double that so she wasn't gonna say anything.
"I don't get it." Ranma said.
"Well, things will never be the same," Akane tried to find an example and pointed to an out of place mail box, "that, ugly as it may be, will never be the same. Things have changed." Akane thought about it for a while, people had changed too. She had changed for the most part and she thought she had made out pretty good.
"Oh really?" Ranma question cocking an eyebrow and smiling with one of his legendary smiles. She lifted her hand slowly and held his smiling lowly. Ranma stopped smiling and looked down to her hand almost going cross-eyed. Akane laughed lowly in a half cry and smiled again, trying to look serious. She imagined how silly she looked right about now.
"I'm not the person you remember Ranma, I'm different and I'm like I was and if I had been things would have been rea-" Ranma lifted his finger to her lips and smiled as he glared into her eyes slowly filling with tears. She wanted to hold onto this moment and never let go, to stay here alone with Ranma. She was different though and as much as she tried to be the person she had been it was useless she would never be the person Ranma remembered her as.
Ranma pushed himself closer, pulling Akane with him and smirked, "I know."
A/N: Aww, not too angsty sorry guys! Anyways, And now . . . NEXT TIME ON DON'T LEAVE ME:
(drum roll please)
_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
My drumroll rules.
I'm gonna make these cryptic again. For you new people you have to guess what the secrets to them are! Okay,
The next chapter's movie title's are:
1 Beauty and the Beast
2 My Best Friend's Wedding
That's all for now so without further ado here is what you're really here for,
_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
This drum roll is longer and unannounced. Ooh. Ahh
REVIEWING REVIEWS!
Aqua Rosewater: Sorry for Suru?!?!?! Lol! Sure! Anyways, yes Ranma is pretending t be a ghost but only for safety measures right? Or maybe it's for the fun of it . . .
X: Thank you, I couldn't do it without ya!
QuirkyCellist: I'm glad it's not confusing anymore and lobster? Wow, thanks!
Lilstarblossom: Thanks for checkin' out my other stories! I'm re-doing most of them and don't worry! Ranma's alive and well and up to his old tricks!
Kura-kun: Ah death to Suru! Lol! He's not dead but he might be . what?
ka_chan: oh! So you're the infamous xing@fanfiction.net I see. I hope it was longer!
Apie: Yes, the power of luck and paying the guy off but ya know, whatever right?
Butterfly: Yeah! Why did you like the last chapter more? Tell me what else is confusing! I guess I didn't really post soon!
Erie: Lol! Remember the zealot's words, Magic is evil! So is Pokemon! Lol!
FluffyWolfy: Where have you been? I gotta check out these new stories!
A/N: Review my story or I might forget to write the next chapter! Next chapter hopefully up soon!