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Desire	By : Soverayne Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 5853 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma ½ and I do not make any money from it. Those honors belong to Rumiko Takahashi.

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The cool night air wavered over the rooftops of Nerima, bringing with it a warm breeze that warmed the heart and refreshed the soul. The air tasted sweetly; not too humid but with just a hint of moisture that cleared your mind and made you breathe deeply in appreciation for such beautiful weather.

Ranma sighed and breathed in deeply taking comfort in the stillness of the night, it was one of those few things that could still bring him peace. It seemed that there were fewer of these moments as of late and this most recent spectacle at the Tendo household was sure to prevent any more in the forseeable future.

Ranma sat still atop those rooftops in his very expensive suit for what seemed like hours, lost in thought, his mind adrift in a sea of shame, doubt and confusion. Finally he breathed deeply as he stood and looked towards the Tendo dojo trying to muster the will to return before turning his back and slowly bounding away, the echo from his lips audible only to the spirits and himself as he spoke, “Ah Akane, why'd you have to go and tell me ya' love me now.”

It had been three days since the catastrophe, and yes Akane could justify using that word in this situation, that was supposed to be their first real date. Akane sighed as she thought about it; a real restaurant, a really nice restaurant she corrected herself, as she thought of the favors she had traded in to Nabiki for a reservation at one of Nerima's finest dining establishments, and the finest dress she had ever owned. And then that, that jerk, she fumed internally, had to ruin it by opening his big mouth. Akane's rage ebbed quickly as she scolded herself for the outburst, she knew she let it get the best of her sometimes, well a lot of times, however, she could never truly stay angry at Ranma. She loved him and she had told him so! She knew she had made the first, and the hardest step, between them and now that one of them had admitted it she had high hopes for the future. She smiled unconsciously and wondered what Ranma was doing at this very moment.

“How do you tell a girl who loves you, that you don't love her back?” Ranma-chan asked with all her soul, searching for an easy answer to a question that held none.

“Froooaaakkk!”

“Yeah, I didn't really expect words of wisdom from a frog but you never know, stranger things have happened to me.” Ranma mused as she sat on a rock sunning herself dry. Her little warted sage sat in a shallow pool next to her in the sunlight. It had rained last night and she was far from home and any source of hot water or even a towel. Ranma had, out of necessity, been forced to strip bare and hang her clothes to dry in a nearby tree. It didn't bother Ranma, though, she was tough and had spent years on the road growing up. This was only a minor bump compared to the mountain that lay before her now. She sighed again and rocked back on her arms letting her head hang back loose staring into the sky, this was something she had feared might happen. She knew what was expected of her but she had never truly thought Akane would ever fall in love; not for real anyway. As she pondered how to fix this tremendous mess her mind wandered back to when she knew that Akane and she would never be.

It couldn't have been more than a few weeks after she got there, maybe even a month or two until she was really sure but she'd had a bad feeling about the whole thing from the get go. The first clue was obviously the curse. It had just happened. She wasn't ready for engagements or fiancées. Ranma was learning to deal with the fact that she was a woman now, if even only part-time. But, to make matters worse, she was now engaged to a girl who thought the fact that she had this curse made her into a pervert, which in and of itself hurt Ranma deeply. Ranma was tough and he, well she at the moment, was still a guy deep inside and Ranma had coped in the only way known to him; act tough and make a snotty retort.

Ranma shifted uncomfortably on the rock, it wasn't a good seat and her left leg was falling asleep. She got up and checked her clothes, “Damn, still wet.” she swore aloud to nobody and decided to stretch her legs. As she began the movements of one of her simpler stretches she tried to keep her mind disciplined and focused on the task at hand but she kept coming back to what she realized was now the 'Akane Problem.'

As dense as most thought her, Ranma had learned quickly that when the girl your engaged to hits you over the head with tables or other blunt objects when you insult her that you should not make such remarks; unless, of course, you want her to hit you. Ranma smirked uncharacteristically at this thought. Ranma knew that if she and Akane started to get along that they were as good as husband and wife and with Akane's temper it had been easy to goad her on and keep her going. It had been simple at first, since Ranma didn't really know Akane, but it started to get less simple when Ranma started to like Akane; but Ranma only liked Akane as a friend or at best; a sibling. Ranma quite simply did not love her as a spouse or a wife.

Ranma sighed as she finished her stretches and climbed back onto her rock. She laid down on it this time staring into the sky through the trees and watched clouds pass overhead. Akane was just too violent, too jealous, and too judgemental for Ranma to ever be romantically attracted to her. Ranma had thought that if there hadn't been the fiancée pressure and the whole spring of cursed girl that her father's plan may have actually worked. Ranma had thought of this and had genuinely made an effort with Akane but after a few months she realized she was deluding herself; the curse was now a part of her life, period. The pressure from her father and Tendo Soun, however, would always be there and to make matters worse it was basically more than doubled because of the curse and quite simply: it would never work.

Ranma lay there on her, “thinking rock,” as she had come to call it and turned the problem over in her head again and again. But this was not a problem she could solve with martial arts and quite frankly, she was lost as to what to do. Her thoughts were interrupted by a cool breeze and she realized the sun had started to close on the horizon towards dusk. Ranma pulled herself up and checked her clothes once more, “Well, thats better. Still a little wet in some places but definitely wearable.” she affirmed to herself, “I guess I better start heading back. Running and hiding never worked for pops.” She pulled in another deep breath after donning her clothing and started heading south towards Nerima; just before she left the clearing she turned towards the pool on the ground, but her frog sage had wandered off, “Well thanks for the advice anyway.” she whispered and began her trip back to the city.
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