I do not own Ranma ½
If I did my stories would be way better and I would be finishing the series
Rumiko Takahashi owns Ranma ½:)
*Oh great, where did she go?* Ranma thought as he got through the crowds of Nermia. Ranma was getting worried, anything could happen. As the time went by ten minutes had finally past when he heard a soft giggling. He turned a corner and made his way to where the giggling came from. Ranma's sweat drop when he saw a certain girl giggling over some puppies in a window shop.
"Akane, whats wrong with you, how could you run off like that, you had me so worried!" Ranma spoke truthfully. Akane's face got sad.
"Oh I'm sorry Ranma, I didn't notice that you went ahead." Akane said with a pleading frown.
"Well I did, so never do that again." Ranma snapped as he grabbed her arm and started his journey to Ukyo's.
"Yo Ukyo, whats up?" Ranma said as he opened up the door and lead Akane to a seat.
"Ranma honey, how are you?" She replied as she started to get out the foods ingredients.
"I'm doing okay, I'm just really hungry, you think you could make me some seafood okonomiaki?" Ranma asked as his stomach growled. Ukyo nodded as she placed the ingredients on the hot surface of the cooking stove. Akane looked down, still sad that Ranma had yelled at her. Ukyo noticed this, not only that but she also noticed her clothing.
"So Akane, whats up with the clothing? Are you finally trying to be girly to win Ranma's heart?" Ukyo asked as she flipped Ranma's food onto his plate. Ranma's face grew red as he looked up at Ukyo.
"Yeah Ukyo, about that. Ya see, well remember that night when you and Shampoo came over?" Ranma asked.
"Yeah, then you sent us home because a certain someone was angry." Ukyo hinted towards Akane.
"Yeah well that night, I made a wish on a star, and lets just say it came true." Ranma spoke as he took a bite of his okanomiaki. Just as he did Akane's stomach growled. Her face went red as she grabbed her stomach.
"Uh, Ukyo can you make Akane some food too?" Ranma asked as he looked at the embarrassed girl.
"Sorry Ran-Chan, I wish I could but I ran out of ingredients, I have to run to the store and get more in a minute." Ukyo replied as she started to get some money out.
"Akane, you know I don't do this often, but here, do you want some of mine?" Ranma asked as he held his chopsticks. She looked away and murmured something under her breath.
"Akane?" he asked, trying to figure out what he was saying.
"No thanks I'm not really hungry." she replied softly.
"Akane, we all heard that explosion in your stomach, so stop being so stubborn and eat some." Ranma said as he held the chopsticks closer to her face. She refused and shook her head.
'Wow she may be girly now, but she sure is still stubborn.' Ranma thought
"Fine, have it your way." with that said he stuffed the chopsticks into her mouth. Her expression was shocked, but it slowly curved into a smile as she slowly chewed and enjoyed the taste of the food filling up her stomach.
"See, now if you would stop being stubborn for five minutes then maybe we could actually get along." Ranma said as he handed her an extra pair of chopsticks. She reluctantly took them.
"But Ranma, this is your food, it is impolite to take food off of my fiance's plate." Akane spoke as she looked into his eyes.
"So what, who cares about politeness, I don't." Ranma said as he stuck another piece into his mouth. At that Akane smiled and slowly took a piece. Ranma watched as she put the chunk into her mouth and cherished the taste.
"Its good isn't it?" Ranma asked as they both finished it up. She nodded in agreement and put her chopsticks down.
Ranma was actually enjoying Akane like this. It felt so amazing to get along with her. What he didn't know though was that there was a small fire that burned within him, that small fire that prayed to see her cute little angry face.
With that done, Ranma and Akane left Ukyo's shop and made their way through the streets again. Ukyo was slightly baffled, she felt as though she was just punked. After all, she just witnessed Ranma SHARE his food, and not only that but he shared it with Akane, and literately hand fed her.
"Stupid Ran-chan, trying to make me jealous." Ukyo said as she made her way to the store.
Akane skipped along the sidewalk as Ranma walked above the fence.
"Ranma, what are we gonna do next?" Akane asked with a bubbly smile.
"Well the suns about to set, you want to go see it?" Ranma asked as he looked down at her. She smiled and nodded her head. He jumped down next to her and stared at her backside.
"Come on slowpoke lets go!" Akane laughed as she grabbed his hand and started running towards the hill.
"H-Hey slow down!" Ranma said as he too found himself laughing. The two made it to the hill just in time. Akane sat down on the ground, as Ranma did the same.
"Ranma, I have had so much fun, I wish this could last forever." Akane said as she leaned onto him. Ranma's face grew red for the millionth time today. He looked down at her, his eyes wandering to her lips. They looked so soft, and warm. Maybe, she wouldn't mind if he gave her just a little kiss. I mean its only one, and after all, she gave him one on the cheek earlier, so maybe this one could make up for it. He slowly leaned in to her face, loving the contact of her hand brushing against his. Almost there, three inches, two inchs, one inch. That was it, Ranma hit heaven, his lips brushed against the Akane's lips, and he felt as if he was in pure heaven. He melted into the warmness that her mouth gave, and he felt as if he fell into a hot jacuzzi. Her warm breath touched his neck as they finally pulled apart.
Ranma sat there waiting for the pounding to come, but minutes passed and all he heard was silence. He opened his eyes to be face to face with a big smile.
"Why are your eyes still closed silly?" Akane asked as she cuddled into his chest once more. Ranma smiled.
"No reason." he replied with a smile as he wrapped his arms around her. He was never going to give this up, never.
Woo, another chapter is finished.
Aw Ranma and Akane, lovey dovey with eachother, so cutee:)
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