Author's notes: I wrote this because I've had it in my head for sometime. This is only a fun story. No seriousness meant (well descriptive writing and such ^_^ Love is always serious!) And this is NOT an Ukyo basher! AND this had started as a one-shot but the ideas kept coming! If you like the story please review! IF you don't then PLEASE let the silence speak for itself!
DISCLAIMER: You know the gig that goes here by now!"Hey, Akane?"
The girl looked up from her desk and over her shoulder at her sister who was standing in the doorway or her, and now Ranma's, bedroom. "Yeah, Nabiki?"
"Could you sign this?" the brunette asked, waving around several sheets of paper.
"What is it?" Akane's suspiciously narrowing her eyes on the girl.
"Oh nothing, " Nabiki answered nonchalantly, "But if you sign them, I'll do your kitchen chores for the rest of the week."
Chewing this over, Akane shrugged, "Let me read them first."
"AND not sell the latest copies of you in your bathing suit to Kuno-if you don't read it."
Sighing in defeat, the girl allowed her sister to point to the dotted line, and within a second Akane Tendo's signature was across it.
"You look horrible." Akane said flippantly as she and her 'husband' made their way to school, her on the sidewalk, him on the fence.
Ranma who had been looking into the sky, looked at her sharply. He knew what she was saying was true, bags were starting to form under his bloodshot eyes, and it was getting harder and harder for him to be at full alert being so tired. The pig tailed martial artist knew it was true, knew the reason as well but there was no way Akane was every going to know the truth. It would be hard for any guy to sleep next to her, and not be weary of being knocked out cold in the morning from her waking up with him TOO close next to her. There were other reasons, but this, being Ranma, didn't even want to think about them, so instead he went to a familiar tactic.
"I'd probably look a lot better, if SOMEONE didn't talk in her sleep ALL night. Listening to that for the past two weeks will make anyone look bad."
Akane flinched, "Well you snore! Sounds like there is a chain saw in my bed."
Good comeback, Ranma thought, but then smirked. He still had an ace up his sleeve, "AND if you didn't move so much in your sleep, punchin' and kickin' everywhere. Geez, 'kane, your violent even when you're out cold."
That got her not only to flinch, but also to turn and kick at the fence. Ranma was prepared for reaction and avoided being plunged into the water below, but not couldn't miss the fight that ensued.
Nabiki Tendo shook her head back in forth in mock disbelief. She could feel the girl beside her smile broaden. Grumbling under her breath, Nabiki jogged up to the couple, as Ukyo stayed back to watch the 'couple' in action.
"Would you two stop it already!" Nabiki harshly commanded as she came to a stop a few feet in front of them. This quieted the couple for the time, as they stared at her curiously. "Ranma come here for a sec."
Without a word, he hopped off the fence, and landed by Akane who was facing her sister now.
"You two aren't making this easy. How is any one suppose to believe that you're married if you can't stop fighting?"
"Hmph, it's not like were REALLY married."
Nabiki's left eyebrow twitched, "As long as Ukyo's in the house, then you two are. Can't you pretend to get along?"
"How?" Ranma asked innocently.
"By being nice to each other, at least while Ukyo is-"
"Ukyo is what?" came a voice, tinged with sweetness.
"Oh, er, hi Ukyo!" Ranma said sheepishly, seeing the brunette smile in an almost triumphant look.
"Well, we're going to be late, lets go, SWEETIE." Akane stressed the last word as she turned and began to walk quickly towards their school. Ranma followed her suit.
"You two don't have to be so shy!" Nabiki called, "It's OKAY if you HOLD HANDS like usual."
Ranma and Akane stopped dead in their tracks.
Though the two girls behind them couldn't see the couple's expression, Akane and Ranma's eyes became as large as saucers at what the girl had implied.
"Whatever it takes," Ranma whispered low, not thinking Akane heard him. Slowly he reached his hand out towards hers.
Pain made her surprise waver, but no matter how what he said had effected her, she looked down and took a hold of his waiting hand. /Whatever it takes./ Akane's brain held onto those words as they, now hand in hand, began to run to school.
Behind them, Ukyo frowned.
"Ranma, get up!" Akane whispered, poking him in the shoulder.
The pigtailed boy, who had been peacefully asleep until then, groggily looked at the digital clock beside the bed and grimaced. "It's three in the mornin' 'kane, what do you want?"
"Get out of the bed, I have to get out." She explained.
He looked over his shoulder and gave her an annoyed look. "Just climb over." Ranma suggested before flipping over on his stomach, and with a yawn began to go back to his dream.
"No way you pervert!" Akane protested, poking him in the shoulder again.
"Mntpre't." came a weak, muffled and tired reply from a face buried in a pillow.
The youngest Tendo, who was sitting up in the bed, whimpered. She really had to go! There was no way off the bed but over Ranma, the foot of the bed, now had a small dresser sitting there. She had a few options, 1. Climb over Ranma, 2. Sit here and wait till morning, or 3. Knock the boy off the bed and step over him.
"Whatever it takes," she muttered darkly, as she placed both of her hands palm up under Ranma's side, and flipped him...out of the bed onto the floor blanket and all.
"OW!!" Came the instant reply, but not fast enough, by the time Ranma was sitting up and ready to fight, Akane had fled the room and was making her way down to the bathroom. By the time that she had come back, Ranma had thought about it and decided he'd rather sleep than fight it out with the dark haired girl.
Not thinking, he clambered back in the bed, grabbed his blanket and scooted over to the farthest side of the bed, so when the tomboy came back he wouldn't be flipped out of bed yet again. Yawning, Ranma rubbed his face tiredly against the pillow, "smells good." he whispered before falling back into a heavy, yet guarded sleep.
When Akane did come back into the room, it was Akane's turn for an unpleasant surprise. The jerk had moved onto HER side of the bed! With HER pillow! She COULD rip it out from under him-but that would be a bit too cruel, even if she was a violent tomboy. Sliding underneath her comforter, the girl with some displeasure, put her head on his pillow.
To her surprise, it didn't stink of sweat and other body odors, but of just him. After a few minutes, Akane breathed out, "not so bad..."
NEXT CHAPTER PREVIEW: Ukyo is not convinced, and still thinks she can get them to fess up, but how far will she push them? Also, Ryoga is back...and BOY is there going to be a surprise in store for him! ^_^