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Chapter Four:

The Furinkan Festival

Ranma:

Oh, boy.

Today was the day.

Yes, THE day. The day of the damn Basket Boy auction. The Furinkan festival.

I looked at the clock and it read 7:50. I only had about half an hour until my demise. I rented a tux for the occasion because all the other guys were dressing up. I even decided to wear a black bowtie to complete the ensemble. I look HOT!

Kasumi made meat buns, sushi and lemonade for my basket. I even threw in a couple of mine and Akane's cookies. I had to admit, after I tasted the cookies they tasted pretty good. If only Akane could cook like that more often!

Even though I looked hot and had a delicious basket… I was quaking in my shoes. Who would bid on me? Actually, the real question was… who did I want to bid on me?

I shook my head. Ugh! These thoughts are making me more nervous. I ran a comb through my silky black hair, grabbed the basket and began walking downstairs. That's when I saw Akane, holding her little tin of cookies.

Akane had definitely dressed up for the occasion. She was wearing a white dress decorated with pink lace. She had a white ribbon tucked in her hair and she wore heels… and even, dare I say it… makeup! I had to admit… she looked… cute. No, cuter than cute. Beautiful, even.

"Hey, Akane." I said. I was trying not to blush. I had to keep my cool! What kind of man blushes after seeing a pretty girl?

"Hello, Ranma. Excited?" she asked me. I noticed that she didn't look at me, she kept her face focused on her feet.

"Uh… I-I guess so." Ouch. What a shabby reply.

"Oh," she bit her lip. Then silence flooded the room for a few moments.

"Well, ahem… we'd better, uh, get going… shouldn't we?" I said.

"Yeah," she said quietly and we began walking out the door. Silence again. To be honest, I liked it better when she was pounding the crap out of me better then when she kept quiet. At least when she was pounding me she showed me SOME attention!

"Uh… our cookies are definitely going to sell, aren't they?" I said, trying to break the silence, yet again.

"Yeah!" she beamed. Heh, you did it Ranma. Good conversation starter! "I'll bet they'll all be sold out within the first hour!"

"Definitely." I nodded.

Then we arrived at Furinkan high school. However, the school had transformed! The entire front lawn of the school was covered in little stands, lights, ribbons, decorations, games and vending machines. In the front of the school stood a giant stage labeled BASKET BOYS.

Right there, on the stage will be the grave of Ranma Saotome. I shuddered.

"Well," Akane chirped. "I'd better go show this place just how good of a cook Akane Tendo can be!"

"Wait, Akane… I'll come with you. They'll call me down when the auction starts. I wanna see how the people like our cookies!"

"Sure, Ranma…" Akane said.

We walked towards Akane's stand which was in the north west corner of the school lawn. It was such a peewee little stand! It was so small that I didn't even think more than two people could fit behind it. The lame little stand said COOKIES in big letters on it. How original. I rolled my eyes.

"Akane, THIS is your stand?"

"Well… the decoration doesn't matter… it's the cookies that do." she said. I leaned against the stand but made sure I didn't put all my weight against it. If I did, it would surely fall.

After a few minutes, the festival was crowded with people. People from all across Nerima had come to our little festival. I even thought I saw Shampoo but she was too busy yelling at Mousse to notice me. Thank God.

Then the other cookie baker came. It was Yuka, Akane's friend. She was dressed in her normal school uniform. Wow, Akane looked like a princess compared to her.

"Hey, Akane!" Yuka said, while waving at Akane. "Hi, Ranma." she said with a nod to me.

"Hey!" Akane said in reply. "I brought cookies!" she held out her tin and Yuka gave out a breath.

"Oh, Thank God. They don't look like you baked them. Akane, where did you buy them?" she said with a wide grin.

Akane looked mad. "Yuka, I didn't buy them. I baked them!" I coughed. "Oh, and Ranma helped, too." she said while rolling her eyes. I grinned.

Yuka was shocked. "No, way. They look gourmet!" she reached into the tin and took one out. She stared at the cookie closely. "It doesn't look dangerous."

She sniffed the cook and examined it again and again. Then she reached out and took a big bite. Her eyes widened in shock. Akane held her breath.

"Why, its… its… delicious!" she gushed while taking several bites at once and then grabbed a handful more.

"Really? Really!" Akane gushed.

"Yes, they're amazing! Incredible! I HAVE to go tell Sayuri! Be right back, hold onto my Peanut butter cookies."

Me and Akane Hi-Fived. "She liked them!" Akane said and then she ran and gave me an enormous hug. "Thank you, Ranma!" she buried her face in my chest.

I froze, my ego suddenly melted.

Akane was hugging me! She was so soft and she smelled… so good! It was a fruity… spicy… flowery kind of scent. It was amazing. I kept breathing in lungful after lungful of her delicious scent. I was in a daze, I completely forgot that we were in public.

That's when I heard a stampede. Dozens of boys came running across the festival in a big pack. Jeez, what the heck did they want? Akane let go of me, still blushing, and returned to her post. Why did she leave my embrace? I wanted to smell her again, to feel her soft skin. Hey, it wasn't like the boys were coming…

Then I was shocked. All the boys were running over here. To Akane's little cookie stand.

"Akane Tendo!" they all shouted. And I swear, there had to be fifty boys all lined up, waiting for Akane.

Akane's face was so happy that I in a second I'd expect beams of light coming out of her face. Why the heck was she so happy? To see these boys? I snorted.

"Akane," the first boy in line said, while holding a wallet chock-full of money. "How much for a date?"

And I swear, something in me snapped. I glared at him.

Akane just laughed. "Sorry, I'm not for sale. Cookies?"

"How much?" he asked, that stupid smirk still across his face. I wipe that smile right off there.

"Um, only 100 yen apiece." Akane said, shrugging off the smirk. What was wrong with her? Why didn't she teach that guy a lesson?

"One please," he said. He took out one thousand yen and a slip of paper then he handed it to Akane. "Here's a tip. Just 'cause you're so cute. Oh, and give me a call sometime." he said, with a wink.

That was it.

I slammed my hand on the little stand which made it shake. "Just take the cookie and go, understand!"

He looked at me with wide, shocked eyes and then nodded his head. "Ye-yes."

I returned to my normal position, leaning on the stand. Anger was still flickering in my eyes. Then a few of the other guys in line ran away. That's what I thought! They'd better run!

"Ranma," Akane whispered. "You're scaring off all my customers!"

"Well, why didn't you do anything to shut that guy up? You just stood there!"

"He wasn't doing anything wrong!"

"Did you see how he was flirting? Are you blind, Akane? Or do you like having random guys sweet talk you?"

Akane gritted her teeth and then slapped me across the face. Hard.

"You insensitive jerk! Just leave, will you!"

"You don't have to tell me twice!" I spat and then ran away. Uncute, uncute, uncute, UNCUTE!

Then the loudspeaker came on. "Can I have the Basket boys to the stage, please? All the Basket boys to the stage!"

Oh, no. The auction.

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A/N: Dry your tears! Remember, this is a RanmaXAkane fic so don't worry! Yay! Another fast update! I just can't wait to get this story out in the open! This chapter gives hints on Ranma's jealousy! So, click that pretty little button on the bottom that says Review, please!