It was a beautiful morning. The birds were lively and the sun was shining. Everyone was doing their usual routine in the Tendo-Saotome household. So why was Akane stuck in her room trying to put on a pair of shorts that she so desperately wanted to wear? It was her small stomach making its way out into the world that was causing this imbalance. Only four months pregnant and she was already showing most likely due to her small frame. It wasn't by much, but it was just enough to make her shorts too tight for comfort.
Ranma walked into the room to see his wife laid out on the bed with her shorts unbuttoned and her hands against her face in frustration. He chuckled at this sight.
Akane shot straight up out of embarrassment. She threw a pillow at the laughing boy's face, outraged that he would laugh at her.
"Get out!" She yelled as she lay back down to continue her battle with the shorts.
Ranma quickly made his way out of the room, still laughing. Walking down the stairs he approached Nabiki who had her usual smirk across her face.
"Oh, Akane, you tomboy, I love you so much," she cried out.
Ranma's face turned a bright red, and Nabiki continued.
"I don't care how you feel about that because I feel like that. I love you so much. Oh, Akane, my masculine beauty." She laughed to herself.
The boy's embarrassment escalated to the point of him almost being angry.
"You should really be quieter," Nabiki told him. She laughed as she walked past him up the stairs.
Ranma bit his tongue. This entire house was messed up. He was just trying to make his wife happy. But everything he did was being monitored and he hated it. He made his way into the dining room to the others who sat down for breakfast.
"Ranma, my boy, I hear you're taking my daughter out for a date today." Tendo stated.
Ranma looked down at his breakfast. Did the entire house have to be so interested in his love life? He nodded and began eating his meal.
Moments later the door slid open to reveal Akane wearing a completely different outfit compared to what she was forcing on. Ranma wasn't complaining though. The dress she had on hid any signs that she may have been carrying his child. It went down to her knees, and had rectangular designs around the dress. He smiled at her.
Although he had shot her that award winning smile Akane couldn't help but wonder what it was for. Did he approve of her dress? Or was he still making fun of her for the earlier events. Akane took a seat at the table and angrily started to eat her breakfast. It wasn't her fault that she was in the situation she was in. Well, it was partially her fault, but he didn't have to laugh at her like that. Karma was going to bite him in the butt if he continued like that.
Soun continued from his earlier conversation, "Where is Ranma taking you, dear?"
Akane smile at her father, "We're just going to look around at stuff."
'Stuff.' Of course that's all she could say was 'stuff.' Ranma's blood was boiling he couldn't take it anymore. He had asked her the night before if she wanted to look around for a nice cradle. But here she was telling her own father she was just going for 'stuff.' He let his mouth slip open in the midst of his outrage.
"Stuff, Akane? How about our child's cradle. Weren't you telling me how you wanted to pick up a new outfit for him too?" He didn't know what he was saying, really. He was annoyed over everything: Nabiki laughing at his emotions, Soun interfering with his plans, and Akane for not being open about where they were going. "Say it Akane. You can't fit into your clothes anymore because I got you pregnant, right? And now you're too embarrassed to say anything. "
The room went silent. The family all stared at the boy who had just erupted right in front of them.
Akane slowly stood up and made her way out of the house. And Ranma was left in his own emotional destruction. Not a single word was said as the once beautiful morning morphed into a serious moment for the teens who had never once planned a single thing.