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Happy Labor Day weekend everybody!
Italics are the amazons talking in Chinese…
Bold lettering is their thoughts….
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Ranma opened the door to his hut and motioned for Akane to enter. Walking inside, Akane glanced around as two flies buzzed passed her. Squinting she looked around at the room that was before her.
It was simple and clean, yet clearly a bachelor pad.
There was a futon far off in the corner with neatly made sheets, and on the other side of the room was an actual sink with a stove attached to it. This was strange because Akane had immediately taken this place to have been run by savages. Yet they had running water and gas stoves. There was also a low rise table for eating, and a dresser in the room which Akane could only imagine encased clothing of sorts. Other than those few objects in the room, nothing else occupied the area.
"So…uh… over there is a conjoining room. That's where you are going to be staying."
Akane blinked at him.
"heh…I sleep in here, there is also a bathroom, it's the only one so I guess we are going to have to be sharing that"
Ranma pointed off into the direction of where the conjoining room was. Akane looked hard at Ranma. She knew he was saying something important, but she just couldn't figure out for the life of her what he was saying… and he just kept rambling.
Surely he knew she didn't speak his language.
Or not.
"So this is it really, I guess…you can make yourself comfortable. You are going to be living here for a while…"
Silence.
More silence.
Ranma looked at Akane. Why wasn't she moving?
"I said you can go…" Ranma flipped his hand in the air nonchalantly.
Honestly. Was this guy stupid! How was she to know what he was saying. Akane shrugged her shoulders awkwardly hoping he would take the hint that she was confused. He looked at her and then a pink hue made its way across his cheeks.
oh yeah…I got so nervous I completely forgot she speaks some gibberish language
Ranma motioned with his hand toward himself, "Ranma, I'm Raaa…nnnn……mmaa…" he lipped the words slowly to her as though he were talking to someone mentally challenged.
Akane was not in a playful mood. She cocked an eyebrow at him, did this idiot really think she couldn't understand the formalities of name giving?
To humor him she repeated his name…flawlessly.
Then she gave him her name in the same ridiculous way that he delivered his name to her… "Aaaaaaa…kkkkkkaaaaaaaaa…….neeeeeeeeee….." she gave him a fake smile.
How clever she thought she was… maybe then he'd realize what he sounded like. But instead Ranma just smiled back, "Akane." He then reached out and grabbed Akane's arm and dragged her into the other room.
This room was huge…and empty.
All that was within the room was a large king-size futon in the center of the room. Nothing else occupied the space.
Nothing.
Again Akane felt uncomfortable. What was this guy trying to do? Why the hell did he bring her into a huge room that housed nothing but a futon?
She starred at the futon...
With a futon that size, there clearly was only one purpose for the room.
HENTAI!
Ranma's cheek burned. Rubbing his hand over his cheek he looked at the girl next to him. She was fuming. What the hell! Did she just slap him! His jaw popped. Yes, she DID just slap him! What was this girls problem? He was just trying to give her her room… out of frustration he motioned toward her, for which she screamed, "Don't you touch me, don't you dare touch me!" and covered herself. Flinging herself against the wall she slid down into a fetal position on the floor and began to rock herself….
What was this girl doing? Was she crazy! Ranma was completely dumbfounded… he was trying to be hospitable, and she was acting a like a crazy person! To be honest, Ranma was kinda scared. She was flipping out, and he was at a loss for why.
Glancing around the room he saw nothing…nothing for which she should be angered by, or afraid of. Just a stupid bed…for her….to sleep in…
He looked back at Akane on the floor, she was still rocking on the floor…Ranma just stood there looking at her. He wanted to say something, but his tongue was lame. Think Ranma, think! What just happened here? You show her the futon…and…she slapped you! Because of a futon! To say Ranma was slightly puzzled would be an understatement….then…only a few minutes too late realization dawned on him. He blushed five shades of red.
Oh shit! I'm an ass…
Ranma started flailing his arms widely in the air, "No, no, no…It's not like that!" Akane glanced up at Ranma. Ranma ran over to the futon and patted it, "Akane!" He then ran out of the room and starting patting the other futon in the room that they first entered into, "Ranma!" He then ran back into the bedroom and patted the bed again incessantly, "Akane! Akane, Akane, Akane, Akane, Akane!" He then ran back out of the room and started patting the other futon and repeating his own name like a mad man.
By this time he had gotten Akane's attention. She slowly got up and walked over to the doorway. Leaning against the door post, she looked at Ranma. Ranma saw Akane standing there, and felt encouraged so he ran back to the futon in the bedroom and continued this cycle for about ten minutes.
Finally Akane interrupted him, the picture was clearly painted in her head.
As Ranma began to run yet again from room to room, Akane put out her arm to stop him. Ranma stood panting on the other side of the door looking at Akane.
She smiled and walked over to her futon.She patted it and repeated her name.
Ranma nodded his head, relieved that she finally understood.
Smiling herself, Akane got up and slowly walked over to Ranma.
His heart stopped.
Standing only a few feet in front of him she smiled, "Ranma."
SLAM!
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Ranma blinked three times with the door in his face. Ok. So she knew that was her room. It was not what he was expecting…but they had break through…
It was a start.
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Akane leaned her back against the door, she could hear Ranma receding from the door, busying himself with something in the room. She couldn't imagine what with though, he didn't have practically anything. Relaxing and taking a few breaths she walked over to the futon and sat down on it.
This was the first time she had been consciously alone since the fatal accident. She hadn't processed everything that had happened yet, and now seemed like the perfect time to do so. She just needed to think.
By this time she had figured out that she was in a plane crash, and that she was now living with the guy that rescued her from the waves.
Akane shivered.
She hated water, or at least deep water. Surviving the plane crash surprisingly is not what baffled her though, but surviving the water. Her only solution was that it was a freak accident; she shouldn't be here. She wondered if anyone would find her. Certainly Ryoga wouldn't rest till he knew of her remains. Ryoga.
Akane curled up on to the bed and started crying, reminiscing over the past years she and Ryoga had together. Thinking of when they first met, their first date, their first kiss, their first everything! Akane was sobbing, she was laying in a pool of her tears, mourning over her loss. Ryoga adored her, nobody cared for her the way he did, and now he was gone. Akane sat up, touching her tear-stained face... she felt the puffiness. She needed to bathe, she imagined she stunk and looked like a train wreck. Akane recalled seeing the bathroom right next to her bedroom, so she got up and went out.
Upon opening the door to her bedroom, she looked around and found Ranma to be no where in sight. Looking down she saw some white folded clothes that were clearly for a female to wear. Sighing in relief, Akane picked them up and proceeded to the bathroom.
Once within she undressed herself in the furrow and walked toward the bath. Slipping her foot in, she moaned…it felt so good. How do they have warm running water? Sliding completely within the bath, Akane felt comfort finally claim her. Her mind was blank, she no longer cared to figure out why, she was just thankful that she could have this one luxury.
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Ranma waltzed within his hut with sweat dripping down his back. He just finished a vigorous work-out behind his domain and was in desperate need for some cleaning up. Flipping the towel over his shoulder he walked to the bathroom. He stopped short staring at the door to the bedroom that Akane was in. so… she's still in there, I hope she's stopped crying by now….maybe I should knock and see if she wants anything, like a glass of water. Ranma looked down and noticed that the clothes he left for her were gone. At least she took her clothes, that was encouraging. He had left because he heard her crying and it made him uncomfortable. He hated hearing women cry, and he had to get out. So he figured he could go work-out or something. An hour since had passed, and now he was in need of a good cleaning...and afterwards a hearty meal. His stomach grumbled. In a little bit, I just gotta get cleaned up first. Ranma reached for the handle to the bathroom, and stepped in.
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Ranma sniffed the air in the furrow. Hmmm…it smelled musty. That was strange. Ranma threw his towel and trousers into the basket and continued to proceed toward the actual bath. Sliding open the door and walking in, the sight before him caused him to stop like a deer caught in headlights.
Akane had just decided to get out of the tub, she was standing up out of the water...and then the door slid open and suddenly Ranma appeared.
They just stood there for a few moments silently staring at each other.
Neither breathing.
Akane just then realized where she was and dropped back into the water with a SPLASH!
This action caused Ranma to snap back into reality, he slowly stepped back out of the furrow and slid the door shut. His face completely red. He wondered how Akane was doing, and then just as though she could read his mind ….he heard her scream.
The scream that Akane emitted caused Ranma to practically jump out of his skin. He darted out of that bathroom so fast, fearing his life. Why was he afraid of this girl? Oh dear god, Ranma looked down at himself, he had never seen a girl naked before. He was not expecting this, not on their first day! She already thought he wanted to rape her or something, and now walking in on her buck naked…not good. If she didn't already loathe him, she most definitely was going to find him to be some nasty pervert.
Friendship now seemed like a distant word.
Ranma shuddered.
He was still dirty, but the thought of going back in there was not going to happen anytime soon. So he grabbed some shorts and slid them on, went to the stove and began to cook.
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Akane eyes were practically popping out of her head. They just saw each other naked! Oh Ryoga would kill him if he knew. She had never seen anyone but Ryoga, and the fact that she was doing comparisons truly bothered her. She had to get out of the tub and clothe herself, besides her fingers were serious prunes. After dressing herself, she exited the bathroom cautiously…peering her head around to make sure Ranma was no where within sight. She smelled the air, and a scent captured her senses making her exceptionally aware that she hadn't eaten in quite some time. Still fighting the urge, she darted to her bedroom and slammed the door shut.
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Ranma cocked his ear to one side, hearing the door shut. He smiled to himself, this girl absolutely hated him! That was a change. Most women swooned over him like there was no tomorrow, he didn't normally care for the attention though. Be careful what you wish Saotome… How ironic, this girl was living with him, and hated him! Could fate not be more kind? He decided that he wasn't going to fully play into her game, he had to show her that he was indeed civil. He wasn't going to bring her dinner, no matter how much she refused to exit her room. If she wanted to eat, she would have to come out and actually ask. They were going to communicate!
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Akane could now smell the food full force, her stomach was gnawing away at her insides and demanded that she eat something to fill the void. She needed nourishment. After what felt like eternity, Akane sighed in defeat and exited the room. Sheepishly she looked at Ranma, watching him eat a bowl of noodles. He glanced up at her as though he wasn't surprised to see her at all. He patted on a pillow that was next to him, motioning for her to sit down. Once she arranged herself, Ranma grabbed a bowl and handed it to her.
She devoured it.
Ranma smiled as Akane refused to look him in the eyes. He knew she had a reasonable head on her shoulders, looking back down at his empty bowl he got up and served himself and Akane seconds.
So...
The two of them just sat there, eating in awkward silence.
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I am not the most satisfied in the world with this chapter, but I really wanted to reverse the situation between Akane and Ranma from the actual series….I thought it would be endearing. Anywho… I have this really great idea in a few chapters, I can't wait to get there, but until then, I am just going to be establishing the relationships. Otherwise, it would be too choppy, and I don't want to appear lazy with my writing. I hope this chapter is somewhat enjoyable. Thanks to all!
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To my reviewers, THANK YOU! Since this is my first fanfic, I was a little wary about wether or not people would actually take to my stories. It is truly encouraging.
KiokoInoue – I'm glad you like what I am doing, just wait till Akane has some pregnancy hormones…poor Ranma won't know what hit him
Thereviewergirl – wow! I promise all your questions will be answered… in due time though….and as far as Ranma and Akane not being able to communicate, I never thought they were very good at communicating when they did speak the same language. So I did this, because I thought that if they had to work extra hard to communicate, then in the long run, the results would be extremely beneficial. Thank you so much for the review, I really appreciate it!
Lyra the Sorceress of Scholars – thank you for the review, it really means a lot…and I will keep writing, you can count on it