- unfortunately, Takahashi thought of these characters before me!
Together
By AkaneTendo1995
"This is so cozy!" Akane dropped her bag on the floor of the cabin, inhaling the sweet scent of lilacs.
"Well, uh… Wanna go check out the rest of the place?" Ranma asked, scuffing his toe on the floor.
"Sure! I hope they have a hot spring," Akane grabbed Ranma and dragged him toward the door. "Oh, wait! Before we go, I'm gonna call the front desk and ask for another futon," Akane said, backtracking toward the phone.
"We already have one bed. Why do we need another?" Ranma asked stupidly.
"Hentai!" Akane growled, punching Ranma in the shoulder.
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"Mmm…This is nice," Akane murmured, sinking lower into the hot water. "Isn't it Ranma?" Akane said a bit louder so he could hear her through the screen between them.
"I guess," Ranma grunted. Ranma tried to control himself and not to peek around the screen, but he was still a sixteen year-old boy, and Akane was, well, a girl.
"Thanks for bringing me here, Ranma-chan. It's really nice."
Ranma-chan. Akane had never called him that before. He blushed.
"Er, uh, Akane?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm gonna get out now. I'll see you back in the cabin, 'k?"
"Sure. Bye," Akane replied, closing her eyes.
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Ranma lay face up on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Ranma-chan… That was so unlike Akane. What had gotten into her? She was a- a tomboy. An uncute tomboy. Why was she acting like this?
"Ranma? Are you in there?" Ranma jumped as he heard her voice.
"Uh, yeah! I'm h-here," Ranma stammered, standing up and brushing off his pants casually.
"You okay?" Akane asked, walking into the room.
"Yeah, I'm f-fine," Ranma blushed.
"Okay…I'm gonna go take a shower."
"I won't come in the washroom them…" Ranma murmured under his breath.
"Did you say something?"
"Oh, nothing."
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Ranma opened the door a crack. Ranma winced as the door creaked, but the water in the shower continued. Cautiously he peered through the space between the door and the wall. He could just make out Akane's figure behind the shower curtain. Ranma smiled. Akane was right- he was a pervert, but right now he didn't care. Ranma flinched away from the door as the water stopped and Akane steeped out of the shower. Don't be such a hentai, Ranma! He told himself. He tiptoed away from the bathroom and turned on the television. A few minutes later, Akane emerged from the washroom clothed in a bathrobe. Ranma looked away, blushing.
"Ahh…" Akane sighed. Water droplets flew off her face as she shook the water from her blue, shoulder-length hair. Ranma stared at her in awe. She was so beautiful.
"Er…Ranma? Is something wrong?" Akane noticed Ranma gaping at her.
"Nothing!" he turned away from her to hide the fact that he was blushing.
"…"
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"Akane? Are you still awake?" Ranma hissed, lying awake in his bed.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Oh, uh- it's nothing," Ranma turned oer, his back facing Akane.
Why is he acting so strange? Akane bit her lip, staring at Ranma's shape under the covers.