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Takahashi sensei does...now lets get on with our lives shall
we?
Also...I highly recommend reading the previous chapters to this... "Please don't Leave me" and "please don't leave me Prt.II" those include the prologue and the first chapter and chapter 2...you CAN read this... but you might be confused as to what is going on...
Chapter 3: Revolutions of the heart
Ranma awoke the following day, with a renewed sense of life. As he looked at his surroundings, things seemed brighter...louder...busier. He began to notice things with more detail, and it put a smile on his face. He smiled as he looked down at his watch. It was 10am, and certainly visitation hours had opened again. He walked up to the front desk to ask the nurse for a room number, but when his stomach gurgled at him, it was evident that food was more important. He took a quick stop to the bathroom to splash some cold water on his face to freshen up before heading down to the cafeteria. When he looked at his face in the mirror, he saw something there that wasn't there before. He saw a happiness coated around his face that he had never had before. His thoughts were clearer, his mind unclogged of doubts and worries. His face reddened slightly as bits and pieces of the dream he had flashed in his mind. It was a wondrous dream for him, even though he couldn't remember the entirety of it all. It was of him and Akane, and just the thought brought warmth to his cheeks, and a warmth to his chest. That pretty face smiled back at him in his thoughts, causing him to phase out for a second.
"Hewwo? Is anybooooody in dere? I hafta go poooootty!" a loud knocking came to the door, bringing Ranma back into reality.
"Oh, umm...hang on. Just a minute." Ranma wiped off his face. He opened the bathroom door, and looked down on a small child, standing there, doing the infamous potty dance.
"All yours kiddo!" Ranma laughed as the child rushed into the bathroom, stopping suddenly to point at Ranma.
"Your face is all red mister! Just like my brother gets when ever Keiko comes over!" The boy giggled "It's cause of a girl, id-knit"
"Do I have to dignify that with an answer?" Ranma questioned to the boy
"Gasp! Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Girls are icky!"
Ranma knelt down to the little child's level, "One day kid, you won't be thinking that. One day, you'll find someone who means the most to you. And when you do, don't be afraid to tell her that."
The kid stared at Ranma oddly as he walked off. Girls will be forever icky, thought the boy. Ranma waved back at the child as he turned a corner. Ranma continued to head down the hallway, then making a few lefts...some rights. He stared at his surroundings confusedly. Had he gotten lost again?
"Grrrr! Where is a map to this darned place! I'm hungry damn it!" Ranma grunted as he turned a corner. He spotted a directory, but his jaw dropped at first sight. He found the "you are here" dot in the lower left corner of the maze, but he couldn't seem to locate the cafeteria. He stared at the maze for a few more minutes, following it with his finger, trying to find the darned cafeteria. A nurse happened to walk by, and asked if he needed help.
"You're darned right I need help! Where is the friggin cafeteria! I am hungry!"
"That's easy" the nurse replied. "Take 2 lefts, followed by a right then a right, left, right, right, right, left, left, right, right, right, left, past the 2 vending machines and it is just around the corner on the right."
Ranma sweat dropped. "Could you repeat that? Heh, heh. Let me right this down" Ranma pulled a pen and paper off a near by bulletin board.
"Ok, you take 2 lefts, followed by a right then a right, left, right, right, right, left, left, right, right, right, left, past the 2 vending machines and it is just around the corner on the right. That's 2 lefts, followed by a right then a right, left, right, right, right, left, left, right, right, right, left, past the 2 vending machines and it is just around the corner on the right. You got all that?"
"I think so, thank you." Ranma bowed, reading his directions. He took the small walk, trying his best not to get lost. Every couple he saw walking the halls arm in arm, brought Akane to mind. He wanted to be next to her, to hold her, but most of all, he wanted to her tender lips on his. He had kissed Akane before as well as other girls, but it was always accidental, forced upon by others, or somehow...it just happened...due to the situation he was in. He had never before had a true kiss...a kiss of pure feeling...a kiss from the heart, and just thinking about one with Akane made his heart flutter.
He couldn't believe that just 2 days ago he and Akane were fighting like cats and dogs in the alley. The thought of feelings like this never even crossed his stubborn mind! To him, Akane was just the same old un-cute macho chick he had always known since their first encounter. It never crossed his mind that the grim reaper knocking at the door of death would make him realize how much Akane meant to him.
"Lovely, I have stumbled on to the old cliché of the soap opera." Ranma mumbled, kicking a styrofoam cup out of his way. "Why is it, when someone is about to die, it is THEN when you have an almighty epiphany...it is THEN when a light turns on, it is THEN life flashes before your eyes...it is THEN when you start acting like NOT yourself!" He turned and entered the cafeteria, his heart beating like a running cheetah when ever Akane entered his mind.
"Man, if everyone else saw me last night, they would NEVER live it down! Ooohhhh! The mighty Ranma, down on the ground weeping! Gasp! Saotome...CRYING! Now this I gotta see! Ranma, why you cry? You cry for stupid girl, but you no cry for me!" Ranma said mockingly, rolling his eyes. "No use thinking of that now, I'll deal with it when the time comes. Right now, Akane is more important."
He went up and ordered the same thing as before...but this time, about eight more generous helpings. Hospital staff as well as passers by stared at Ranma in amazement as he downed the nine meat buns ravenously and hurriedly, in a gigantic mess of flying meat, bread, and sauce. He paused for a moment, gulped, and looked up at all the onlookers.
"What!! Haven't you ever seen a hungry man eat before!" Ranma grumbled. "Seriously, they act like I am some circus freak who just...who just..." Ranma blinked, staring down at the five meat bun wrappers crumpled in a bunch on the table. "Ummm? Heh, heh...maybe...I should...cut down...meat buns are chalked full of...uhh...carbs...right? Heh heh" He chuckled in embarrassment at the spectacle he had created. He inconspicuously grabbed the four remaining meat buns and darted out of the cafeteria.
How embarrassing, he thought. It was no surprise as he looked upon his reflection in a vending machine window. Flecks of the bun were strewn about his head of hair. Sauce had dripped on his shirt and his cheeks and mouth were blanketed in a layer of meat, bun and sauce. The sight of his reflection made him start to laugh. Tears welled in his eyes and he dropped to the floor chuckling.
"What a mess! Damn!" Ranma chuckled, wiping of some of the meat from his face. "I better wipe this stuff off my face. I don't want Akane's first glimpse at me to be like this. I never would have cared before about my appearance, but now...I just... seem to care. I finally understand how I feel and...and..." Ranma sighed. He sat up against the vending machine and put his head between his legs.
"I understand how I feel, but what of Akane? I could give her the world and more, but she might still hate me. I've been nothing but a jerk since we first met!" Ranma looked up into his reflection staring back at him across the hallway in the nursery window. The sullen reflection stared back at him, telling him all he needed to know.
"I can't lose my hope now. Hope is all we have sometimes. Ya know what, I don't CARE if she can't return her feelings for me. That un- cute macho chick can just HATE me for all I care! Just me, being able to see her smile again, is enough for me." He stood up, a tear falling from his face.
"Heh, me! ME! Ranma Saotome of all people, crying!" He wiped off more tears from his face as well as the mess of meat. "I guess this is what you do...when you love someone."
He walked over to a near by restroom and washed off the mess freckled about his face. Splashing cold water on his face, he collected his thoughts. He couldn't shake this tense feeling about him. His stomach was in knots, nervousness reverberated through out his bones. His heart raced with thoughts that soon, he would be at Akane's side, holding her hand...praying for her recovery.
He wandered his way back to the lobby, and inquired at the front desk the whereabouts of Akane's room. He took a deep breath, and stared down at the directions to her room; the tiny sheet of paper rattled as he shook with anticipation. This was it. He was going up, he was going to see her.
Ranma wandered around several hall ways, past a few more dozen rooms, stretchers, and sickly patients. He passed several large cold metal doors, painted brightly to allude oneself to a different, more cheerful reality, aside from the harsh one hospital life had to offer. Seeing brightly painted rainbows did take his mind off of his dreary surroundings, but only for a moment. The sight of a small frail child, walking the halls, rolling his I.V with him, brought him back to the sad actuality of his existence. He sighed, before turning another corner to the steel doors which were the elevators. He stepped inside the large square box, feeling exceedingly small with in the closed quarters. He pressed the button for the fifth floor and the large doors thundered shut. He felt the elevator shift upward toward his final destination.
As if the elevator knew how badly Ranma wished to see Akane, he had reached the fifth floor in a heartbeat. He gulped as the large doors opened up to the brightly lit hall ways. He made an immediate left to the front desk to request Akane's room number. After a few moments, he had it...the one thing that would take him to Akane.
His hand shook in a bubbling emotion of just...scared. Yes, he was a little afraid. He was afraid of what Akane would think of him, showing a side he never would have shown before. I would rather die...he thought back then. Sure, he had said that he couldn't care...but he took some of it back. He DID care. Not for returned feelings, but the embarrassment of going in to see Akane, and doing things that were not...Ranma Saotome.
Ranma was always like that, never showing a hint of difference in his personality. Even if for a moment he strayed from his usual stubborn, pig headed self, he would always show severe signs of embarrassment...much more so if there were others around to watch his display. He just never could do it. He never had the guts to change. To everyone else, that's who he was...and nothing more.
"Ah! Room 543. Excuse me...miss?" Ranma turned to a near by nurse
"Yes?"
"Room 543...where is it?"
"You want to head in the other direction. Go all the way down the hall and make a right. Go down that hall and turn on the second left. The room should be somewhere around there."
"Thank you" Ranma bowed, waving to the nurse.
"Mmm-hmm" The nurse nodded
Ranma ran as fast as he could down toward Akane's room, his heart all aflutter. He was but moments away from seeing the one woman who meant the most to him. All he could think about now was Akane, his thoughts increasing with each step, his heart beating furiously. He turned a corner, and spotted her room down the hall. He stopped dead in his tracks as two doctors exited from her room, drawing the curtains as they left. One of the doctors shook his head while the other wrote things down on a clipboard. His heart did a flop on sharp needles, as his emotions and adrenaline took over, causing him to fear the worst.
He ran straight for her room, only to be stopped by one of the two doctors. He pleaded for the doctor to let him in, but the doctor shook his head.
"I'm sorry, but only immediate family and or spouse are allowed in right now."
"But...I"
"I'm sorry But unless you are a member of-"
"I-...I'm her..." he turned his head away, hesitant for a brief moment "I'm her fiancée." He half smiled, content with his response.
He had been her fiancé since they first met, so in actuality, he wasn't lying. It was a set engagement made by their parents, one Ranma at first, detested, yet learned to just accept as part of every day life. Yet any mention of the two of them engaged would have made Ranma deny it all, or in a bout of hilarious manner, jump around stuttering what ever useless words he could conjure up beneath his brightly blushing face. This time however, he said it with a pride deep with in his heart. Saying over and over in his mind made him feel safe, secure...happy, yet nagging doubts of what Akane would think plagued every dark corner.
"Fiancée, eh? I didn't see no ring on her finger. Beside M'boy, you look way to young to be getting yourself hitched, unless you are eloping, you sly dog you" One of the doctors patted Ranma on the back and laughed, trying to lighten the situation, which Ranma thought was probably not all well.
"Very Funny Dr. Isawa. I am sure this young gentleman here isn't in the mood for your kind of humor. I am sure he is very worried about Miss. Tendo." The other doctor chastised.
"I'm sure he is Dr. Katskana, but only family and or spouse(s) are allowed in right now."
"Oh pish posh. He's her fiancé, that's close enough" Dr. Katskana smiled. Dr. Isawa rolled his eyes in annoyance As Ranma stepped up to both doctors.
"Please forgive my colleague. He can be an insensitive jerk at times who can't tell when to keep his mouth shut. I'm Doctor Meiko Katskana and this here is my colleague Fukashi Isawa." She bowed, stomping on Dr. Isawa's foot so he would bow as well. He glared back at Dr. Katskana, but in a friendly way, that showed, no matter how hard they argued, they were still very close. Ranma looked at the two and wondered if he and Akane were ever like that.
"Hi" Ranma bowed "I'm Ranma Saotome."
"Ah yes, Ranma Saotome. You were the one who made the 911 call. Be very glad that you did. You saved her life. A moment later and things might have taken a turn for the worse." Dr. Isawa flipped through some sheets on the clip board.
"Then...she?"
"She was a tough one, that girl Almost as if, she couldn't decide. She kept going in and out and on several occasions, we really did think it was a turn for the worse. She's doing alright now. Her condition has stabled and has remained stable since early this morning. She has suffered a massive head concussion resulting in severe blood loss. Thankfully we were able to do a blood transfusion. She suffered many broken bones but thankfully none of those were the serious issue. What I am more concerned about was the amount of blood she lost, the head concussion, the concussion to her ribs and the severely deep gashes found on her legs, arms and side. I am afraid she might have suffered internal bleeding to the organs...with her rib cage slightly crushed and all."
"Sheesh, you talk to much Dr. Katskana. The boy here doesn't need to be hearing such stomach churning information."
"I'm just giving the man the proper information so-"
Ranma gulped. "Excuse me...so, it is alright if I go in and see her?"
"Oh, what? Yes. Go right a head."
The two doctors walked away, leaving Ranma standing there alone at Akane's door way. His hand trembled as he reached for the curtain, but just as he was about to pull the curtain, he stopped. He stood there, staring blankly at the curtain, not budging an inch. His bottom lip quivered, as his body shook lightly. He couldn't do it. He couldn't muster up the courage to face Akane.
Tears fell from his face, as he stared down at cold tiled floor. He couldn't understand it. He couldn't figure out why! He tried to move forward, but his body was frozen, everything stiff. More tears fell, as he clenched his fist. Ranma wanted to see Akane so badly, to hold her, to kiss her lips, to comfort her. Was he really that afraid of what Akane would think...if she saw him the way he was? Had he finally decided to care if Akane returned his feelings?
He stood there for what seemed like an infinite amount of time. His body, not moving, not responding to any commands he gave it. His arm, shaking like someone who was jacked up on caffeine, desperately tried to reach for the curtain, but every time he got close, his arm froze. The fact that his fear was the only thing keeping Ranma from Akane, was frustrating him to no end.
"What is wrong with me!" Ranma cried, his fist clenched in frustration. "I came all this way to see her, and now I can't even do it!" Another barrage of tears fell "I can't bring myself to fskin enter her room! Damn it all!" He shook his head, shaking away the tears from his face "I am going to see her! I am GOING TO SEE AKANE!" he screamed in his mind.
His body, as if clicked, unfroze. He wiped away the remaining tears from his face, for he did not want Akane to see. He took a deep breath...and then...
He pulled back the curtain...and walked in.
Thank you ALL for your patience! It HAS been rewarded! The chapter is done! I know you have been waiting for EVER for this...well, now...I present to you...the next installment to this Ranma fan fic! I re read this chapter...and to me...it seems like just a filler chapter..but I don't know...does this chapter seem like just a filler chapter that doesn't go anywhere? Please Rr to let me know if you want updates or not. I wanna have some initiative here to write more and it's YOU guys that make it happen. Thanks, Happy readings!
Also...I highly recommend reading the previous chapters to this... "Please don't Leave me" and "please don't leave me Prt.II" those include the prologue and the first chapter and chapter 2...you CAN read this... but you might be confused as to what is going on...
Chapter 3: Revolutions of the heart
Ranma awoke the following day, with a renewed sense of life. As he looked at his surroundings, things seemed brighter...louder...busier. He began to notice things with more detail, and it put a smile on his face. He smiled as he looked down at his watch. It was 10am, and certainly visitation hours had opened again. He walked up to the front desk to ask the nurse for a room number, but when his stomach gurgled at him, it was evident that food was more important. He took a quick stop to the bathroom to splash some cold water on his face to freshen up before heading down to the cafeteria. When he looked at his face in the mirror, he saw something there that wasn't there before. He saw a happiness coated around his face that he had never had before. His thoughts were clearer, his mind unclogged of doubts and worries. His face reddened slightly as bits and pieces of the dream he had flashed in his mind. It was a wondrous dream for him, even though he couldn't remember the entirety of it all. It was of him and Akane, and just the thought brought warmth to his cheeks, and a warmth to his chest. That pretty face smiled back at him in his thoughts, causing him to phase out for a second.
"Hewwo? Is anybooooody in dere? I hafta go poooootty!" a loud knocking came to the door, bringing Ranma back into reality.
"Oh, umm...hang on. Just a minute." Ranma wiped off his face. He opened the bathroom door, and looked down on a small child, standing there, doing the infamous potty dance.
"All yours kiddo!" Ranma laughed as the child rushed into the bathroom, stopping suddenly to point at Ranma.
"Your face is all red mister! Just like my brother gets when ever Keiko comes over!" The boy giggled "It's cause of a girl, id-knit"
"Do I have to dignify that with an answer?" Ranma questioned to the boy
"Gasp! Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Girls are icky!"
Ranma knelt down to the little child's level, "One day kid, you won't be thinking that. One day, you'll find someone who means the most to you. And when you do, don't be afraid to tell her that."
The kid stared at Ranma oddly as he walked off. Girls will be forever icky, thought the boy. Ranma waved back at the child as he turned a corner. Ranma continued to head down the hallway, then making a few lefts...some rights. He stared at his surroundings confusedly. Had he gotten lost again?
"Grrrr! Where is a map to this darned place! I'm hungry damn it!" Ranma grunted as he turned a corner. He spotted a directory, but his jaw dropped at first sight. He found the "you are here" dot in the lower left corner of the maze, but he couldn't seem to locate the cafeteria. He stared at the maze for a few more minutes, following it with his finger, trying to find the darned cafeteria. A nurse happened to walk by, and asked if he needed help.
"You're darned right I need help! Where is the friggin cafeteria! I am hungry!"
"That's easy" the nurse replied. "Take 2 lefts, followed by a right then a right, left, right, right, right, left, left, right, right, right, left, past the 2 vending machines and it is just around the corner on the right."
Ranma sweat dropped. "Could you repeat that? Heh, heh. Let me right this down" Ranma pulled a pen and paper off a near by bulletin board.
"Ok, you take 2 lefts, followed by a right then a right, left, right, right, right, left, left, right, right, right, left, past the 2 vending machines and it is just around the corner on the right. That's 2 lefts, followed by a right then a right, left, right, right, right, left, left, right, right, right, left, past the 2 vending machines and it is just around the corner on the right. You got all that?"
"I think so, thank you." Ranma bowed, reading his directions. He took the small walk, trying his best not to get lost. Every couple he saw walking the halls arm in arm, brought Akane to mind. He wanted to be next to her, to hold her, but most of all, he wanted to her tender lips on his. He had kissed Akane before as well as other girls, but it was always accidental, forced upon by others, or somehow...it just happened...due to the situation he was in. He had never before had a true kiss...a kiss of pure feeling...a kiss from the heart, and just thinking about one with Akane made his heart flutter.
He couldn't believe that just 2 days ago he and Akane were fighting like cats and dogs in the alley. The thought of feelings like this never even crossed his stubborn mind! To him, Akane was just the same old un-cute macho chick he had always known since their first encounter. It never crossed his mind that the grim reaper knocking at the door of death would make him realize how much Akane meant to him.
"Lovely, I have stumbled on to the old cliché of the soap opera." Ranma mumbled, kicking a styrofoam cup out of his way. "Why is it, when someone is about to die, it is THEN when you have an almighty epiphany...it is THEN when a light turns on, it is THEN life flashes before your eyes...it is THEN when you start acting like NOT yourself!" He turned and entered the cafeteria, his heart beating like a running cheetah when ever Akane entered his mind.
"Man, if everyone else saw me last night, they would NEVER live it down! Ooohhhh! The mighty Ranma, down on the ground weeping! Gasp! Saotome...CRYING! Now this I gotta see! Ranma, why you cry? You cry for stupid girl, but you no cry for me!" Ranma said mockingly, rolling his eyes. "No use thinking of that now, I'll deal with it when the time comes. Right now, Akane is more important."
He went up and ordered the same thing as before...but this time, about eight more generous helpings. Hospital staff as well as passers by stared at Ranma in amazement as he downed the nine meat buns ravenously and hurriedly, in a gigantic mess of flying meat, bread, and sauce. He paused for a moment, gulped, and looked up at all the onlookers.
"What!! Haven't you ever seen a hungry man eat before!" Ranma grumbled. "Seriously, they act like I am some circus freak who just...who just..." Ranma blinked, staring down at the five meat bun wrappers crumpled in a bunch on the table. "Ummm? Heh, heh...maybe...I should...cut down...meat buns are chalked full of...uhh...carbs...right? Heh heh" He chuckled in embarrassment at the spectacle he had created. He inconspicuously grabbed the four remaining meat buns and darted out of the cafeteria.
How embarrassing, he thought. It was no surprise as he looked upon his reflection in a vending machine window. Flecks of the bun were strewn about his head of hair. Sauce had dripped on his shirt and his cheeks and mouth were blanketed in a layer of meat, bun and sauce. The sight of his reflection made him start to laugh. Tears welled in his eyes and he dropped to the floor chuckling.
"What a mess! Damn!" Ranma chuckled, wiping of some of the meat from his face. "I better wipe this stuff off my face. I don't want Akane's first glimpse at me to be like this. I never would have cared before about my appearance, but now...I just... seem to care. I finally understand how I feel and...and..." Ranma sighed. He sat up against the vending machine and put his head between his legs.
"I understand how I feel, but what of Akane? I could give her the world and more, but she might still hate me. I've been nothing but a jerk since we first met!" Ranma looked up into his reflection staring back at him across the hallway in the nursery window. The sullen reflection stared back at him, telling him all he needed to know.
"I can't lose my hope now. Hope is all we have sometimes. Ya know what, I don't CARE if she can't return her feelings for me. That un- cute macho chick can just HATE me for all I care! Just me, being able to see her smile again, is enough for me." He stood up, a tear falling from his face.
"Heh, me! ME! Ranma Saotome of all people, crying!" He wiped off more tears from his face as well as the mess of meat. "I guess this is what you do...when you love someone."
He walked over to a near by restroom and washed off the mess freckled about his face. Splashing cold water on his face, he collected his thoughts. He couldn't shake this tense feeling about him. His stomach was in knots, nervousness reverberated through out his bones. His heart raced with thoughts that soon, he would be at Akane's side, holding her hand...praying for her recovery.
He wandered his way back to the lobby, and inquired at the front desk the whereabouts of Akane's room. He took a deep breath, and stared down at the directions to her room; the tiny sheet of paper rattled as he shook with anticipation. This was it. He was going up, he was going to see her.
Ranma wandered around several hall ways, past a few more dozen rooms, stretchers, and sickly patients. He passed several large cold metal doors, painted brightly to allude oneself to a different, more cheerful reality, aside from the harsh one hospital life had to offer. Seeing brightly painted rainbows did take his mind off of his dreary surroundings, but only for a moment. The sight of a small frail child, walking the halls, rolling his I.V with him, brought him back to the sad actuality of his existence. He sighed, before turning another corner to the steel doors which were the elevators. He stepped inside the large square box, feeling exceedingly small with in the closed quarters. He pressed the button for the fifth floor and the large doors thundered shut. He felt the elevator shift upward toward his final destination.
As if the elevator knew how badly Ranma wished to see Akane, he had reached the fifth floor in a heartbeat. He gulped as the large doors opened up to the brightly lit hall ways. He made an immediate left to the front desk to request Akane's room number. After a few moments, he had it...the one thing that would take him to Akane.
His hand shook in a bubbling emotion of just...scared. Yes, he was a little afraid. He was afraid of what Akane would think of him, showing a side he never would have shown before. I would rather die...he thought back then. Sure, he had said that he couldn't care...but he took some of it back. He DID care. Not for returned feelings, but the embarrassment of going in to see Akane, and doing things that were not...Ranma Saotome.
Ranma was always like that, never showing a hint of difference in his personality. Even if for a moment he strayed from his usual stubborn, pig headed self, he would always show severe signs of embarrassment...much more so if there were others around to watch his display. He just never could do it. He never had the guts to change. To everyone else, that's who he was...and nothing more.
"Ah! Room 543. Excuse me...miss?" Ranma turned to a near by nurse
"Yes?"
"Room 543...where is it?"
"You want to head in the other direction. Go all the way down the hall and make a right. Go down that hall and turn on the second left. The room should be somewhere around there."
"Thank you" Ranma bowed, waving to the nurse.
"Mmm-hmm" The nurse nodded
Ranma ran as fast as he could down toward Akane's room, his heart all aflutter. He was but moments away from seeing the one woman who meant the most to him. All he could think about now was Akane, his thoughts increasing with each step, his heart beating furiously. He turned a corner, and spotted her room down the hall. He stopped dead in his tracks as two doctors exited from her room, drawing the curtains as they left. One of the doctors shook his head while the other wrote things down on a clipboard. His heart did a flop on sharp needles, as his emotions and adrenaline took over, causing him to fear the worst.
He ran straight for her room, only to be stopped by one of the two doctors. He pleaded for the doctor to let him in, but the doctor shook his head.
"I'm sorry, but only immediate family and or spouse are allowed in right now."
"But...I"
"I'm sorry But unless you are a member of-"
"I-...I'm her..." he turned his head away, hesitant for a brief moment "I'm her fiancée." He half smiled, content with his response.
He had been her fiancé since they first met, so in actuality, he wasn't lying. It was a set engagement made by their parents, one Ranma at first, detested, yet learned to just accept as part of every day life. Yet any mention of the two of them engaged would have made Ranma deny it all, or in a bout of hilarious manner, jump around stuttering what ever useless words he could conjure up beneath his brightly blushing face. This time however, he said it with a pride deep with in his heart. Saying over and over in his mind made him feel safe, secure...happy, yet nagging doubts of what Akane would think plagued every dark corner.
"Fiancée, eh? I didn't see no ring on her finger. Beside M'boy, you look way to young to be getting yourself hitched, unless you are eloping, you sly dog you" One of the doctors patted Ranma on the back and laughed, trying to lighten the situation, which Ranma thought was probably not all well.
"Very Funny Dr. Isawa. I am sure this young gentleman here isn't in the mood for your kind of humor. I am sure he is very worried about Miss. Tendo." The other doctor chastised.
"I'm sure he is Dr. Katskana, but only family and or spouse(s) are allowed in right now."
"Oh pish posh. He's her fiancé, that's close enough" Dr. Katskana smiled. Dr. Isawa rolled his eyes in annoyance As Ranma stepped up to both doctors.
"Please forgive my colleague. He can be an insensitive jerk at times who can't tell when to keep his mouth shut. I'm Doctor Meiko Katskana and this here is my colleague Fukashi Isawa." She bowed, stomping on Dr. Isawa's foot so he would bow as well. He glared back at Dr. Katskana, but in a friendly way, that showed, no matter how hard they argued, they were still very close. Ranma looked at the two and wondered if he and Akane were ever like that.
"Hi" Ranma bowed "I'm Ranma Saotome."
"Ah yes, Ranma Saotome. You were the one who made the 911 call. Be very glad that you did. You saved her life. A moment later and things might have taken a turn for the worse." Dr. Isawa flipped through some sheets on the clip board.
"Then...she?"
"She was a tough one, that girl Almost as if, she couldn't decide. She kept going in and out and on several occasions, we really did think it was a turn for the worse. She's doing alright now. Her condition has stabled and has remained stable since early this morning. She has suffered a massive head concussion resulting in severe blood loss. Thankfully we were able to do a blood transfusion. She suffered many broken bones but thankfully none of those were the serious issue. What I am more concerned about was the amount of blood she lost, the head concussion, the concussion to her ribs and the severely deep gashes found on her legs, arms and side. I am afraid she might have suffered internal bleeding to the organs...with her rib cage slightly crushed and all."
"Sheesh, you talk to much Dr. Katskana. The boy here doesn't need to be hearing such stomach churning information."
"I'm just giving the man the proper information so-"
Ranma gulped. "Excuse me...so, it is alright if I go in and see her?"
"Oh, what? Yes. Go right a head."
The two doctors walked away, leaving Ranma standing there alone at Akane's door way. His hand trembled as he reached for the curtain, but just as he was about to pull the curtain, he stopped. He stood there, staring blankly at the curtain, not budging an inch. His bottom lip quivered, as his body shook lightly. He couldn't do it. He couldn't muster up the courage to face Akane.
Tears fell from his face, as he stared down at cold tiled floor. He couldn't understand it. He couldn't figure out why! He tried to move forward, but his body was frozen, everything stiff. More tears fell, as he clenched his fist. Ranma wanted to see Akane so badly, to hold her, to kiss her lips, to comfort her. Was he really that afraid of what Akane would think...if she saw him the way he was? Had he finally decided to care if Akane returned his feelings?
He stood there for what seemed like an infinite amount of time. His body, not moving, not responding to any commands he gave it. His arm, shaking like someone who was jacked up on caffeine, desperately tried to reach for the curtain, but every time he got close, his arm froze. The fact that his fear was the only thing keeping Ranma from Akane, was frustrating him to no end.
"What is wrong with me!" Ranma cried, his fist clenched in frustration. "I came all this way to see her, and now I can't even do it!" Another barrage of tears fell "I can't bring myself to fskin enter her room! Damn it all!" He shook his head, shaking away the tears from his face "I am going to see her! I am GOING TO SEE AKANE!" he screamed in his mind.
His body, as if clicked, unfroze. He wiped away the remaining tears from his face, for he did not want Akane to see. He took a deep breath...and then...
He pulled back the curtain...and walked in.
Thank you ALL for your patience! It HAS been rewarded! The chapter is done! I know you have been waiting for EVER for this...well, now...I present to you...the next installment to this Ranma fan fic! I re read this chapter...and to me...it seems like just a filler chapter..but I don't know...does this chapter seem like just a filler chapter that doesn't go anywhere? Please Rr to let me know if you want updates or not. I wanna have some initiative here to write more and it's YOU guys that make it happen. Thanks, Happy readings!