Okay, so after some complications I decided to lead the story to a different path. It didn't felt like "Ranma 1/2" at some point and decided to do this by myself. I hope the original writer forgives me. Enjoy, and sorry for the wait.

As promised, a bigger chapter.

PS: I'll fix as I read everything.

- Azalia

Ryoga kept a good eye on his surroundings as he stood against the door he just closed. Being slapped by Akane should have been a much profound thing to him, but it wasn't. Either way, it was late and he wasn't really excited about thinking even further of the situation.

His steps were more sloppy, only now he realized how tired he really was. Having walked the entire day lost on Nerima wasn't very encouraging. However a wide yawn interrupted his thoughts yet again.

Ranma was in her futon. The yawn slipped from her lips as she tried to dissimulate her sleeping, it was easier said than done. He barely noticed though as the room was almost pitch black. He then remembered, he didn't have his backpack with him.

Slapping his own face of the embarrassment, he just started walking towards Ranma's futon and knelt in front of her as she slept.

"I now understand how you feel when you're with Akane, it's like trying to reason with a wall" - Ryoga looked at the peaceful look of her face. He yearned for that look, and took him several minutes before he would stand up and direct to a corner on the room.

Ranma was perplex for those few minutes, having Ryoga on the pitch black, close to her wasn't exactly healthy for her heart. Good thing he didn't saw the bright blush her cheeks had.

Another yawn was heard, however, this one came from the corner of her room. Ryoga didn't want to bother her or the rest of the family for a futon or a sheet for the least.

"Idiot... What the hell are you doing there? All alone" - Trying to dissimulate she wasn't feeling concern for his being, she turned around to try to avoid the sight of Ryoga's corner. - "... Alone. You could come to the futon with me if you had the balls to just do it... It's not like if we haven't slept together before"

The harder she tried to forget about him, the more she was feeling guilt for being all comfortable while he was there. Shirtless. On the floor. Alone.

It didn't took her long before she got up from her futon and dragged it towards Ryoga, leaving it just aside of him.

"Don't think I'm going soft, alright? I'm just..." - Her thoughts stopped as she looked at him peacefully sleeping on the corner despite his current conditions. - "I suppose you're used to it, huh? Sleeping on the mountains... Not tonight"

After a quick check-up that he was fully asleep, she carefully rolled him on to the futon and covered him with the sheets.

"I-It's not like if I..." - Hesitating for a moment, but finally gave up and went into the futon with him, pressing her body against his own just barely.

The next moments felt the longest of her existence, she was sleeping with Ryoga. Alright, she has done that before, but only when he was a piglet, or when they were both men. It felt different this time, much different and much better.

Just now Ranma realized how handsome he really was. - "It's not like if I'm really..." - She couldn't resist but to start touching his body. She felt every muscle of his upper body, it was soft yet it looked so strong. While guiding her hand from his stomach to his chest, Ranma didn't noticed her body was moving closer towards his own. She was so focused on how it all felt, that her entire mind had gone numb. There was only him.

Her hand finally reached his neck, and with it, his face was next. He didn't looked like the Berserker of always, arrogant or clueless. Ryoga looked like a young man, innocent, and desirable even.

"Ryoga..." - Ranma wasn't in full control of her body, as it wrapped her arm around him and buried her face on his neck and chest. Their bodies were now even closer than when in the bathroom, and she was more than okay with that. - "... Look at me. Ryoga, please look at me. Just look after me" - Ranma felt her heartbeat pounding like crazy, as she kept whispering close to his ear, almost as if daring him to listen to her. She knew it then, she was falling in love of him.

Ranma closed her eyes, and cried in silence until she fell asleep. Her entire being was filled with happiness.

The next morning, a pleasant sunrise welcomed the Tendo family, giving them the green flag to start their usual day. Kasumi as always had done a wonderful breakfast, worthy of the gods' palate.

Akane kept a lost look as she ate, now feeling sorry for slapping Ryoga and for punching Ranma without reason, not that she couldn't do it without one. It didn't felt good though, to blame him after Ryoga made sense on her head.

"Akane, what is it? Since you woke up you have that strange look. It worries me" - Kasumi asked as she served more tea on her own cup.

"It's nothing, sister. Thanks, I'm just thinking..." - She paused for a moment. But before she could speak again, Akane felt a presence that sent shivers through her body.

With a harsh sound, Shampoo landed herself and her bike on Ranma's seat, quickly greeting everyone with her usual smile. - "Nihao! Special breakfast for my dear Ranma" - Quickly she looked down to see him but to everyone's surprise, she landed on the small cushion, and Ranma was nowhere to be seen. - "Eh? And Ranma?"

"I don't know, Shampoo. I suppose he's still sleeping. Since he no longer remains on the same room as his father, he must be sleeping peacefully at long last" - Kasumi said boldly, a comment that made Nabiki laugh out loud.

"Hey! Who are you calling noisy?!" - Replied Panda Genma as he kept on eating until he ran out of tea. - "More, please" - pointed to Kasumi as he bowed his head in respect, like if what he just said didn't matter anymore.

"Uncle Genma, you're a disgrace for the family" - Akane added as she finished her meal, standing up and knowing already what to do, wake Ranma up. - "I'll be back with Ranma"

"Oh! Oh! Not to worry, Akane. I will" - Shampoo kept with her smile although she already had her plans, sneak aside of Ranma and hold him like her husband. However, Akane kept a concern and jealous look on her face. - "In case you're wondering, no. I won't take advantage, I just want to be the one to wake him up and then serve the meal I prepared"

"So long as it doesn't have any more of your futile love potions" - Akane remained on her feet, but was allowed Shampoo to do the work.

Shampoo didn't thought about it this time, and it seems it was wise not to, not with everyone present. - "Hmph, you talk like if you don't know me... My love, I'm coming!"

"It's because she knows you, why she says that" - Everyone replied as she left, except for Kasumi who seemed completely clueless about what was happening or what happened with Shampoo in the past.

"Anyone wants dessert?"

The table seemed to have come back to life after Kasumi offered dessert to everyone. In another spot of the house though, it was all quiet. The morning felt like it didn't want them to wake up.

Step after step the environment got noisier, and stopped right outside of the door. Shampoo sliced the door very slowly, trying not to make a sound while she spotted her Ranma's hair popping out from the futon, facing the other side.

"You're mine now, my love" - Shampoo didn't planned this in the least, but it felt like if luck finally spread its grace upon her.

Quietly she came closer and knelt aside of the futon. It all seemed too perfect, too beautiful to ruin. Shampoo was about to slide into the futon and rest with Ranma, until a red pig-tail distracted her from her dream.

"Eh? Impossible..." - Shampoo looked at the pig-tail closer and admitted it was of Ranma's. Her body grew cold and her sweat felt like ice as she trembled of fear and shock and betrayal. - "I-If that's Ranma, then..."

It all felt like a horror movie for her, but she had to know who was the black-haired guy immediately.

In a swift move, she removed the sheets from them, revealing the scene. Shampoo felt as her heart had broken in little pieces and the shock had immobilized her body for the time being. It was Ryoga who was sleeping with Ranma, and they didn't gave the impression of being uncomfortable.

Ryoga was holding Ranma's back against his chest, surrounding his arm around her firm breasts and squeezing one like if trying to pull her closer to him. Ranma on the other hand, was using his other arm as a warm pillow for her head, while holding its hand with tender like if not wanting to let it go. Both were curled like a ball and kept a deep sleep even without sheets.

Shampoo could only back away and close the door after exiting the room.

"How did you know she would come?" - Ryoga whispered after making sure Shampoo wasn't around anymore, having to wait for a few minutes before talking to the sleeping Ranma.

"Well, I'm just that good" - Ranma couldn't contain a giggle as she turned around to face him, both not leaving neither the futon or the side of the other. - "Did you really had to grope me like that though, piggy pervert?"

Ryoga's cheeks filled red while he backed away a bit, as if trying to avoid her grasp in case she planned to slap him, he didn't went far though. - "I-I thought you said it had to be convincing"

"Convincing doesn't mean-whatever" - Being not only too asleep but too hungry to continue, she sat up and yawned a couple of times before directing her eyes back to Ryoga. - "C-Could you please go out? I must find some more clothes"

Ranma was too nervous for her own good, she didn't want to undress right in front of him. She couldn't tell if she was starting to feel shy about doing so, or she didn't want to do it right in front of the one who she's starting to feel something for.

"Ah, right! Right! I'll go for my backpack and... Right!" - Ryoga quickly stood up as if his shyness had come from the grave to haunt him back, and walked towards the door.

The environment between them changed completely overnight.

Earlier in the morning

Ryoga was the first to wake up and couldn't believe he was on Ranma's futon, or the fact that Ranma was snuggling on his body with a red-shirt on and panties. Not that he was complaining or anything. Panties weren't exactly her thing, but it were the first thing she had at hand while hearing the conversation between Ryoga and Akane the night before.

Ranma calmed him by explaining what she did. Except for the whole part where she felt his body and whispered on his ear. After it, Ryoga and Ranma wouldn't talk to each other of the embarrassment.

They both knew this was wrong, but they were comfortable with each other. They both knew they had to go separate ways as soon as they stood up, but neither of them wanted to be the first.

Before it went to a more intimate situation though, Ranma suggested to go back to sleep just a few moments before the sound of Shampoo's bicycle was heard.