Disclaimer: o.o I do believe this is called fanfiction for the reason that it is fiction written by a fan… Yup, yup. –NoddleNoddle-
Warnings: Um… Bad syncing of words. Things didn't quite fit the way I would have liked.

Story Type: Too long for a drabble I think, but not quite a one-shot… I think I'll dub this a spamfic o.o;
Note(s): This was a writing exercise complied with a bit of sudden inspiration above anything else… Hope everyone who reads it enjoys! And critique is welcome, of course.
The next chapter will be an actual story/one-shot/thing. Promise. –SmileSmile-
Date: 6.16.06

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Running With The Rain

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Come back here you little runt, you think you're the only one who's suffering? Argh! You scratched me you little beast, you ruined my perfect complexion!

Ranma! What do you think you're doing?

Akane-san hated to see him cry. Or rather, she hated to see her beloved P-chan cry.

But it was the same thing wasn't it?

So he never cried, because it made her unhappy.

It was true that he fell instantly for any girl that gave him the least bit of attention – particularly Ranma in his many guises. Though being one that had grown up without any love whatsoever, that was to be expected… But no matter how many girls, Ryouga had always gone back to Akane-san.

Always.

And he had always gone back running.

He was sick of love! He was so tired of it! It had done nothing but cause him problems!

How simple his life had been when his only goal in mind was to defeat Saotome Ranma. When all he had known was vengeance, his path of life had been so easy even he could find his way!

But then she came.

Akane-san… She'd come and placed so many different roads in his path; made things complicated. Made things a living hell!

He was done with love!

Argh, you little coward! Look at you, hiding behind Akane!

No… No. That was a lie. Akane-san had only given him warm embraces, a bed to sleep in, and a smile on rainy days. Without her, he'd never known true happiness.

But… why did it have to hurt so much?

She had discovered his darkest secret… His curse. And he did not have the right to blame even Ranma for this blunder.

No… this time, he had to accept responsibility for his own mistakes.

He hadn't even given Akane-san the chance to speak before his feet were put into motion.

Yes, he ran. He ran for all his life and pride were worth. He ran because he didn't want to suffer the chance of seeing Akane-san's eyes filled with tears, full of anger, of disappointment, of bitterness. Of hate.

How could she accept him now? Knowing fully what a cursed being he was?

Are you okay? Oh, he's scared… Poor Baby. Come on, let's go.

Just hold it, where are you going?

We're going to bed.

What was that old saying again?

"Home is where the heart is."

Home was supposed to be where a person felt safe, at peace… A place of refuge from the rest of the world. His haven had always been Akane-san's loving arms.

But now he didn't have Akane-san.

So, did that mean he didn't have a home?

No home…

Then, he must not have a heart anymore either.

That's right, it had been shattered. And he had no one to blame but his own stupid self… He should have known not to fall for her. He should have just forsaken his feelings and forgotten her! He should have known…

But it didn't matter anymore, did it?

Because he ran. He ran for all he was worth. Ran until he was lost once again. Because when he was lost no one could find him.

Akane-san wouldn't have to see his muddy eyes mixing with the rain…

He just wanted to run, run to Nowhere and be left alone…

So he was lost again, and this time… he knew he couldn't go back.

Don't worry Baby, I won't leave you with that nasty Ranma… Be a good boy and stop crying now, okay?

Goodbye Akane-san…

Goodbye.

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End Running With The Rain

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