Drabble #2: Her Warmth
Word count: 236
Warning: none
Note: Set during Ranma and Ryoga's first fight.
Ranma wasn't really aware at first, when he grabbed her in order to protect her from Ryoga's flying bandanas, simply because he was too busy worrying about her safety. But then, landing on the tree branch and the source of danger gone, he suddenly realized that he was actually holding Akane, hugging her body close to his own. Granted at the time he was a girl himself, but that didn't detract from the feeling of the dark-haired girl's body at all.
She was soft, he thought a little dazedly. Soft and warm and utterly huggable. Her face was buried near his neck, and he could feel the little puffs of warm arm from her breath. Ranma was sure that he didn't like Akane in that way, even if he could admit to himself that her smile was really cute. The amount of time they've known each other could be counted with his two hands. No matter how their fathers meddle, trying to push them together, Ranma knew very well that there's no way he could fall in love with her in a matter of days.
But even though he knew that very well, it didn't make Akane any less soft and warm. It didn't make her any less pretty, with that faint blush on her cheeks.
Only after she walked away with tears in her eyes did Ranma admit to himself that he missed the warmth.