Sorry it's taken so long I've been super busy. I'm trying to finish this story by the end of summer :3 Hopefully I will. Although I really don't know how to finish this. Anyway, in advance I apologize for the OOC at the end and stuff... but I wanted something soppy and stupid.

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The two walked down the familiar road neither one dared to say a word. The young couple made their way into town with the female in lead and the boy hopelessly following behind. They went from one store to the next in silence. After a good half hour they made their way to their destination. The boy stood outside the store as the short haired girl went in, as to not disturb the balance the two had created. And with his luck just standing there wouldn't hurt him, right?

It didn't take long before he heard a familiar voice call out to him. He turned to his right and began to

regret following his wife. Before his eyes stood the okanomiyaki chef, Ukyo.

"Ran-Chan, what are you doing here?" The brunette questioned her childhood mate.

Ranma smiled, uncomfortably, "Hey, Uk-Chan, what's up?" He completely avoided the question.

The girl pouted at her now married fiancé. She looked to the sign on the door:

"Kid's décor"

She then looked back at Ranma with curiosity. Who in return noticed that she had read the sign and began processing all the outcomes in his mind. This only led to him becoming more agitated.

"How've you been?" He asked his best friend. Part of him was truly asking, but the other half was trying to get her mind away from the sign she had just read.

Ukyo turned her attention to the sign, then to Ranma. "What are you here for?"

Before Ranma could open his mouth his young wife walked out of the store and into their conversation. She held a large box in her hand which contained the cradle the couple had been eying the past few weeks.

"Akane?" Ukyo looked as her, then the store, and then glared at Ranma. The girl was too smart for her own good.

The couple had been caught, they could no longer secretly go about and purchase children's toys and clothing in peace. After this everyone was bound to know. Not that Ukyo was a gossip, but she owned a restaurant that everyone they knew went to. Something was bound to slip.

Akane looked at Ukyo and let out an aggravated sigh. She threw the bag at Ranma who caught it with ease. Akane then took off back home. He body showed that everything was bothering her and nothing would stop bothering her. She even refused to look back at Ranma as she had so often done before.

Ukyo and Ranma were left alone in front of the store. Ukyo's glare burned through Ranma's soul. He had nowhere to escape to. When he was cornered by a girl he never knew what to do. All he could do was look into her eyes which looked so outraged that she was about to cry.

"Hey, Ukyo, how've you been?" He tried making conversation. The box he held seemed to weigh heavily on his chest, or maybe that was just his heart. Either way it was too much pressure to handle. What was running through her mind? How would she get her revenge if she wanted to? No, it wasn't like Ukyo to get revenge that was more Shampoo's way. He knew Ukyo would be mad, though. And Akane had left him to tell her on his own.

Ukyo took in a deep breath, "Ranma, what's going on?" She tried to force a smile on her face, but her hands were reaching for her spatula.

Ranma took a step back, "Uk-Chan, it's exactly what it looks like." He said as he ran off, Ukyo angrily following behind with her spatula now in hand.

"Ranma, how could you!" She screamed out to him. She was truly outraged. She really thought he was smarter than this, well at least Akane was smarter than this. But to actually get their teenage hormones in the way of protection she never expected from either one of them.

Ranma suddenly halted. Akane left them alone for a reason and it had just caught up to him now. She wanted him to tell his best friend. Because it was his best friend, and someone that really cared about him.

Ukyo slammed into his back and smacked him over the head with her weapon.

Ranma turned to her rubbing his wound, "I deserve that," he set down the box in his hand. "Ukyo, I'm sorry." The words that poured out of his mouth were shocking even to him. Was this what growing up was?

Ukyo was taken aback. She wanted hit him and cry at the same time. She knew once he was married that he'd probably stay faithful it wasn't in his nature to stray away from someone. But he didn't have to be so darn cute about everything.

"Ran-Chan, how did this happen?"

"Well, when a boy and a girl," He jokingly started and in response was punched in the arm.

Ukyo giggled, "Really?"

Ranma smiled and sat down on the box full of cradle parts. "Well, I think it was white day," He instantly turned red remembering the day.

For Valentine's day Akane had attempted to make homemade chocolate, which failed miserably. So in return Ranma had decided to make her some chocolate with the help of his mother. Who willingly accepted to help because there is nothing manlier than a man trying to win the affection of his woman.

He started off the day by leaving the box full of chocolate on his pillow for Akane to wake up to. Since it was spring break they had the entire day to themselves. They could do whatever, so they planned to go on a date to the amusement park. And that is what they did. And Ranma did everything in his power to try and impress his new wife. Most attempts, however, did fail miserably in his face, though. He still wanted to impress her so at the end of the night he made her dinner. He really underestimated his cooking skills because she fell in love with his cooking. And he had to admit it wasn't that bad either. The day seemed to speed by and before they knew it the couple was lying in bed.

Akane looked up at Ranma from their bed as he walked in from the bath. He was in nothing but his underwear and had the towel draped over his shoulders. He dried off his hair and tossed the towel to the side. Taking a seat on his side of the bed he leaned over Akane and kissed her forehead.

"Thank you," She shyly told him.

In public the couple seemed to have fire between them. But alone it was more like passion. And that passion ignited a fire between them that night. Which started off as a cute peck on the forehead led to a kiss on the lips. Which suddenly led to another kiss, which went beyond that. The couple had explored that world before, but not like this. Not with so much passion and pleasure. The past experiences had been pleasurable, but this one time was different. Much different. Everything was right and real. Nothing was held back.

Ranma was brought back to reality from his vivid memory to face Ukyo.

"Ran-Chan, are you serious?" She forced out of her mouth.

Ranma smiled and nodded. She didn't need words to know that any chance she might have with him was a total failure, and she most definitely didn't need words to tell her when to leave. She turned around and headed back to her restaurant.

Ranma quickly stopped her, "I'll stop by soon, okay?" He told her.

And that was enough for Ukyo to hear. She smiled and nodded before making her way back.

Ranma exhaled deeply. His face was still red from the memory. He trusted Ukyo with his life, and was relieved to tell her, but now he didn't know what to do about Akane. Here he was stuck carrying home to cradle by himself while Akane was nowhere in sight, probably at home already. It wasn't difficult to carry, it was just lonely.

He made his way home, and was soon greeted by the delightful Kasumi. He sat the box down in the sitting room and asked if Akane had returned home yet.

Kasumi nodded, "I believe she's in the training room." The eldest daughter smiled at her brother-in-law.

Ranma took off to the gym connected to the house. In there he saw Akane abusing the punching bag like she had so many times before.

"Man, I hope you have the patience for a child." He jokingly said as he made his way inside.

Akane didn't stop punching the bag and ignored her husband.

Ranma smiled at her and took a seat to watch. He sat there until she was tired of beating up the bag and had plopped down on the floor.

"What do you want?" Akane angrily asked. She laid on her back out of breath and drenched in sweat.

Ranma scooted over to her and layed on his stomach to where their faces met with one another.

"My tomboy," he said as he whipped the sweat off of her brow.

Akane winced at his touch. She was still pissed at him from the entire day. She was pissed at everything. Probably the hormones, or maybe she actually did have a reason. She didn't know. All she wondered was why wasn't Ranma eating at Ukyo's shop since they hit it off so well earlier. He didn't come back for another half hour. Little did she know, however, that the extra time was spent talking about her.

"I told Ukyo about us, about this." Ranma told her after a long pause. "She had to know, she's my best friend. And I trust her with this."

Akane looked him in the eyes. Tears now rolling down her face she could only slightly make out his features. The features that made her love him for more reasons than she could count.

Ranma placed his hands on her cheeks. They were in the ever so popular Spiderman pose as he placed a kiss on her lips.

Akane blushed and placed her hands over her chest. Her heart was racing.

Ranma continued to make conversation, "So this kid is gonna be born in December, huh?" He smiled, "Double the presents for Christmas and his birthday, lucky boy."

Akane cute him off, "Or girl." Her tears had almost stopped flowing out by now.

"Either way I hope he has your cute face," Ranma leaned in for another kiss.

"She'd be cuter with your face, stupid." Akane kissed her husband.

Ranma traced his fingers along her lips, "Five more months, huh? Are you ready?"

Akane stared blankly at her husband. Was she ready? For the baby? No she wasn't but she wanted him to believe she was. Hesitantly she nodded.

Ranma leaned in to kiss her again, "Me too."