Chapter: 3-All Your Fault… By: Chibi Akane-chan2
A.N. – Whoa! It's been what…MONTHS since I updated this fic@@'''' Gomen ne, minna but I been have terrible writer's block these days. Well this is the third chapter…finally! ^_^
Disclaimers: ::takes out mallet threateningly:: If you sue…I'll kill ya…
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"Pain…pain…oh the pain…" Ranma chanted.
He was walking—well, more like STAGGERING—back to the Tendo residence all beaten up…courtesy of his multiple fiancées, which for once did not include Akane Tendo.
Damn it all…why me? Things just can't get any worse… he thought in exasperation.
It started to rain.
Ranma-chan sweatdropped as he narrowed his eyes.
"Ok, forget that…it CAN get worse,"
He continued to crawl back to the direction of his home with the rain accompanying him.
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Akane yawned as she stretched her arms.
"I wonder where Kasumi-oneechan is?" she mused to herself as she walked across the hall.
She went into the Japanese tiled kitchen. She wasn't there. She went to her room and slowly opened the door. Kasumi was fast asleep on her bed.
Hmm…she must be taking a nap right now…oh well…I better not bother her…
She slowly closed the door again and made her way to her own room. As she did, she fell on her bed in weariness as she unconsciously grasped her bedsheets. She sighed and looked out at the window and noticed it was raining. She sweatdropped and hung her head.
San…ni…ichi… she counted in her head.
"Ta-d-daimaaaa…" a hoarse female-like voice said from the bottom stairs right after Akane said "ichi".
Yappari… Akane thought as her eyebrow twitched anime-style making cute sound effects.
"Oh well…" Akane said.
She stood up, opened her door and made her way down the stairs, seeing a cold and wet Ranma-chan.
"Eh…okaeri, Ranma…" Akane greeted with a crooked smile, "and what happened to you?"
Ranma-chan looked up and glared at her.
"Well? What didja expect, ya big dummy!"
Akane glared as her temper started to boil,
"Let me guess…it was Ryouga-kun again…"
"Iie.."
"Kunou-sempai?"
"Wrong again.."
"Then who?"
Ranma-chan looked away in disgust,
"Shampoo, Ucchan, and Kodachi…grr! This is all YOUR fault!!"
Akane's temper started to boil,
"And how is this MY fault, Ranma?!" she shouted.
"It's your fault because…because…"
"Because…?"
"…"
"Because WHAT?!" Akane shouted.
"BECAUSE YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME!" Ranma-chan blurted out.
Ranma-chan realized what he just said and blushed, his eyes wide. Akane looked taken aback as both her hands did the oyakusoku pozu. She had completely forgotten about that! It should just have been a little tiny tease that would have been forgotten in 2 minutes! She turned her back to him and looked down. After a while, she turned her head toward him,
"Wait here, Ranma," Akane sighed.
Before Ranma-chan could reply, she already went into the kitchen. He sighed and looked down at the floor all the while trying to squeeze the water out of his fiery red hair. Akane came back with a kettle of boiled water and poured it on Ranma without a word. Ranma, who wasn't ready for the hot water to go on his skin, yelped,
"Oww! It's hot!!!"
Akane sweatdropped,
"Oops…should have let you get ready first…ano—sorry about that…"
"Nah…it's alright," Ranma, who is in boy form now, quietly said.
They both were silent for a moment, as Ranma continued to wring out water from his now black pigtail. Akane, who was uncomfortable in Ranma's presence, suddenly blushed. With his Chinese clothes all wet, they gave it a transparent view so that any girl would sigh and faint at the sight of his muscular body, which had been intensely trained for 10 years. Of course, being the semi-oblivious teenager that Ranma was, he wouldn't have been aware of all these things. Akane who was very shy all of a sudden quietly said,
"Well, I uh, better go up to my room now…and—you better dry up too,"
With that, Akane quickly turned around her face still blushing cutely. Ranma just tilted his head and blinked. She seemed distraught, but of what? Then he looked up at the ceiling as his eyes widened.
"Wait, Akane," said Ranma. There was a slight urgency in his voice.
Akane stopped dead in her tracks at the foot of the stairs her heart thumping like crazy. What did he want? After that train of thought, she felt Ranma's strong and wet-clothed arms wrap around her waist.
Her eyes widened…
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A.N. – First off, the reasons my chapters are so short is because of my semi-writer's block I'm having now. I can't really write long chapters unless I enjoy writing the fic. Don't get me wrong; I don't hate this fic, I'd just prefer something else to write now. Anyway, I guess you guys want to know what happens on the next chapter, right? Riiiight. Then review, dang it! ;;;;