Meant to be

by BeautyofVenus

This is a song fic. Ranma had left to free himself of his curse. Years go by and he has yet to return. This one is about how Akane deals with her life wanting Ranma but not getting him. Should I make this an actual story instead of a one shot?

Hi! Beauty of Venus here!

I was listening to some music and heard a song. The song was "You Were Meant For Me" by Jewel. This song is sort of depressing, but I thought that it matched the Akane/Ranma pairing. I had to change it slightly though. One part said where the girl called her momma.. but Akane's mother is dead so I changed it to her sister. This is my first song fic so please let me know if it if it is good or not. If it ain't then I will make it into a story and try to redeem myself. I have always had a fascination with song fics, but never had the guts to try one until now.. Let me know!

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I hear the clock, it's six a.m.

A loud beeping noise caused the girl in bed to grumble softly. She never was a morning person and would like nothing better then to go to sleep. The 'beeping' slowly got louder and louder until it was practically screaming at her to get up. Smashing down the button on top of the poor clock she glanced at the picture next to the now silent device.

I feel so far from where I've been

The picture that sat on the night stand had a fair amount of people posing in it. Grabbing it tenderly, she remembered the day that it was taken. Her dad had decided that the family had needed a 'family portrait' done and had promptly hired a photographer. She giggled softly remembering the face the man had made when he noticed a huge panda and a petite red head fighting. He had been scared to death and Kasumi had assured him that the girl and the panda was harmless. After much arguing and hot water later they had the poor man take their picture and leave. A oft sigh escaped her lips as her eyes lingered on a certain pig-tailed man. But that seemed like ages ago. Years had passed and they all rarely saw each other any more because of training and also because of the careers that everyone decided to pursue. Walking into her kitchen, she decided to make a quick breakfast before going into work.

I got my eggs and my pancakes too

She never did learn how to cook completely, but she at least could work the toaster, microwave and cook some of the basic items. Taking out the frozen pancakes , she popped two into the toaster and started to fry her two eggs. After finishing the eggs she walked over to the pantry.

I got my maple syrup, everything but you.

Reaching for the syrup, her elbow accidentally bumped into a glass of water from yesterday. Water. The very sound out it would always bring back the memories of a certain pig-tailed boy. The clear substance was the reason for his curse and also the reason for him leaving. The girl stared at the liquid for a moment before grabbing a cloth. As her hand made circular motions trying to get up the whole mess, she let her mind wander. She let it wander back to a time when they only thing that she cared about was school, friends, and her fiancée. Her fiancée. She had officially won the battle between the other girls in the end. If that's what you would call it. He had rejected the other girls and told them that he couldn't see himself with no one but her. Too bad it wouldn't last long.

I break the yolks, make a smiley face

The girl smiled back at her eggs. She had smiled at him after he made his choice. She had also gave him her real first kiss, not counting the one he stole while he was using the neko fighting style. It wasn't until a few days afterwards that he decided he wanted to get married a man, and not as a cross dresser. She had agreed and said that she would wait for him to return. He never did. After a couple of years she had finally decided to move to Tokyo and go to college. Her dad of course hated the idea, while he sisters seemed wary about it. Moving her eggs onto a plate she grabbed the pancakes and added her syrup. While eating she looked around.

I kinda like it in my brand new place

It wasn't nothing special. She had only been living in her new apartment for almost a year and it had grown on her. She knew that it was nothing compared to what the Dojo was like. Her dad was still in charge only because the heir hadn't married his daughter and also because the heir had run off. She wouldn't lie to herself or anyone else if they were to ask her about it. She would tell them that he went on a journey and never came back. Was he a deserter? She would never consider him to be one. Was he ever coming back? She had hoped so. Had hoped so. After so many years, it was hard to keep up the hope that he would still come back some day. She had blamed herself mainly because of a question that Nabiki asked her. Tears came to her eyes as the girl remembered the argument her and her sister had. Nabiki was always adamant the Ranma was never going to come back because he had found something or mainly someONE better. She would argue saying that he wouldn't do that without letting them know and also he had said that he wanted her. Nabiki had looked her right in the eye and asked her, Why would he come back? What did he have to come back to? If he did come back he would come back to an abusive tomboy of a fiancée, that has never done anything for him but bring heartache and pain. Shocked and hurt, all she could do was cry at her sister's words. She wanted to hit her sister and make her take those dreaded words back. But she couldn't. She was too hurt to even move. She was so angry at her sister that she couldn't even bring herself to look at her. But what she felt after wasn't the anger that she remembered, but rather shame. Shame because even though the words were spoken on a whim with not much thought, it didn't change the fact that they were true.

I wipe the spots off the mirror
Don't leave the keys in the door
Never put wet towels on the floor anymore' cause

Even since the argument she had with Nabiki all those years ago, She had tried to change her ways. All of the little things that he would always complain about, she had stopped doing. But even then, she never saw him again. She would laugh at herself at night when she was too tired to cry. She would laugh and mock herself by saying, "What did you expect? He's not a psychic and there's no way he could tell that you've changed unless he's coming back. And he's not." She would always whisper the last phrase once or twice before falling into a restless slumber. A slumber that brought nothing but dreams of the guy she longed to be with.

Dreams last for so long
even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you.

The girl finished her breakfast and got dressed for the day. Walking over to the phone she picked it up.

I called my sister, she was out for a walk

It would figure. Ever since Kasumi married the doctor she could never seem to catch her at home. Sighing, the girl placed her hand to her head and willed the tears to go away. She would never admit to ever being lonely, but there were times that she would wish for some arms to cling to. She hated knowing that out of all her sisters, she was the only one not married yet. The girl walked over to the table and made her a cup of coffee.

Consoled a cup of coffee but it didn't wanna talk

Sometimes it helped just to talk to something. She found that staring at her reflection in her coffee often made the best counselor. The only thing was that the coffee could never help her.

So I picked up a paper, it was more bad news
More hearts being broken or people being used

Sometimes it even helped to see that she wasn't the only one out there missing someone. She would read the paper and see all the 'sob' stories and realize that half of them could compare to her. But even realizing that your not the only one out there can't always take the pain away. She used to read the paper just to see if someone had reported seeing a pig-tailed martial artist helping someone or fighting with something. It only took a couple of weeks for her to realize that it probably wouldn't matter because like Nabiki asked all those years ago, "What did he have to come home to?" Getting up, the girl walked over to her front door and reached her her coat.

Put on my coat in the pouring rain

She used to hate the rain. Rain was water and water was what had caused her fiancée grief. But after he left, she slowly started to find the advantages to it raining. For one, it could hide her tears. She used to find excuses for going out in the rain when she lived at Dojo. Back then, she had always felt that it was her duty to keep the hope alive that he would be coming back home. The only time she ever got to cry was when she went walking in the rain. Glancing through the rain the girl saw a huge glowing sign.

I saw a movie it just wasn't the same
'Cause it was happy and I was sad
It made me miss you oh so bad 'cause

The girl watched the movie in silence. Hoping to escape the movies about love and relationships, she had bought a ticket for a martial arts flick, but it didn't help. He was of course the best there was when it came to studying and using martial arts. She watched as the heroes won and the people in the movie cheered for them at the end. But no matter what, she couldn't bring herself to be joyous with them. Silently wishing that her life should have been a movie, the girl started to head back home. If her life had been a movie then she would have the guy in the end. Correct, she thought bitterly, still have the guy in the end. She would still have him here, walking beside her, maybe commenting on how boring the movie was or something. But her life wasn't a movie, it was the harsh reality. She knew that only way she could see her love again was in her dreams and even then, he would leave her when she woke up.

Dreams last for so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you.

I go about my business, I'm doin fine

There were plenty of times that she had family call her and asked how she was doing, if she needed anything, and if she had heard from him. She would answer with a polite 'not yet' and change the subject. She still wondered what she would say to him if she ever did hear from him again.

Besides what would I say if I had you on the line

She knew it would be much because she doubted he would ever try to contact her again. But if he ever did maybe they would act like nothing ever happened and that he hadn't been gone for so long.

Same old story, not much to say

But if he ever did maybe they would act like nothing ever happened and that he hadn't been gone for so long.

Hearts are broken, everyday.

That would most likely be it because she would never admit the fact that she had wanted, no, needed him here with her. Knowing her Ranma, he probably doesn't even realize what he has done to her. Slowing opening her front door, the girl slipped her shoes off. The movie left a nasty taste in her mouth. It made her remember the one person she wanted to forget. Maybe though, it wasn't the movie entirely that let a taste but the tears she had been unconsciously shedding. Walking to the bathroom, she grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste.

I brush my teeth and put the cap back on
I know you hate it when I leave the light on

He always did hate it when she did that and so that was one of the first things she changed about herself. She started taking more notice to her habits and fix the ones he hated. Even if they seemed a little ridiculous, like her leaving the bathroom light on or not replacing the cap on the toothpaste after she's done. But she changed them. All of her bad habits that he couldn't stand. All in hopes that he would notice and come home. But he never did.

I pick a book up. Turn the sheets down.

She even started picking up on a few things that he might like in a women. She started reading more for one. He never liked school or anything like that but he did appreciate what her dad would label as a 'well-read women'. She knew he would like someone who knew certain tidbits of info that could help him with his battles. Of course after she started reading she found it had other uses. For one, it could help keep her mind off of him. Even if only for a little while. The book she was reading now wasn't interesting enough to keep her mind from going back to the handsome martial artist.

Take a deep breath and a good look around

Looking around only made her fee even more lonely. The couch was empty, the tv was off, and not a single sound was heard. She remembered the Dojo and how they had hardly ever had a moment of peace, even after Ranma was gone. There were always new and old enemies coming around to find the pig-tailed boy, but they were all told the same thing. He went off on a training trip and wouldn't be back for a long while. Of course when they said a long while, they didn't mean it literally. As the girl closed her book she glanced at the clock and figured it was late enough for her to go back to bed without feeling guilty.

Put on my pjs and hop into bed

Laying on the bed with her arms supporting the back of her head. She gazed unfeeling at the ceiling. She hadn't these times the most out of everything. She never could seem to find sleep no matter how she felt.

I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead

Sometimes it helped if she closed herself off from all emotions. She would do that and just lay there. Thinking nothing, feeling nothing, being nothing. What would her beloved say if he could ever see her like this? She knew he would worry about her and try to console her, but he wasn't here. Who would console her in his stead? Who besides him would she allow to wrap their arms around her and tell her it would be alright?

I try and tell myself it'll be all right

It would be alright? Would it be alright, even if he was here. Would he accept her again now that she has changed? Will it really be alright for him to just come waltzing back into her life? Yes. It would. It would be alright. It had to be because there was no one else she wanted. No one but him. Right?

I just shouldn't think anymore tonight 'cause

The girl shook her head softly and closed her eyes. How could she ever doubt that she wanted no one but him. He was her everything. She must be tired if she was even starting to doubt her own feelings. She really should just go to bed. She should just go to her dreamland. The only place she can see the man she yearns to hold.

Dreams last for so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon I know you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you

A loud ringing brought her out of her dreams slowly. It took her a couple of seconds before her mind registered what exactly she was hearing. The phone. Reaching over she reached for the offending object that had ruined her pleasant dream. Placing the receiver to her ear she whispered a hoarse, "hello?" There was a second or two of silence until a shaky "Akane" was heard from the other line. Like a bolt of lighting had struck her, she sat up in bed. She knew that voice. That voice haunted her for years. That was the voice that she heard every night in her dreams. That voice belonged to the one person she so desperately needed.

"Ranma?" was all she could manage before succumbing to her tears.

"Hey Tomboy. How've a been?"
Yeah... You were meant for me and I was meant for you.

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