Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ A Second Chance To Love ❯ Chapter 5

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

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A SECOND CHANCE TO LOVE…

Part Five:

"Akane, your cooking is superb! It's even better than Shampoo and
Ucchan. After sampling your delicious meal, I'll never eat any
thing else other fiancees cooked again." Ranma praised her cooking
while stuffing his face with her carefully created "food-of love".

"Honto desu ka?" Akane's eyes glimmered with tears of happiness.
"I can finally cook!" she clapped her hands happily.

Ranma's face took on a serious expression. He clasped her hands in
utter adoration and murmured, "Akane-chan."

She flushed at the word of endearment, "Nani?"

"I lo... like..." the earnest look on his face caused Akane's heart
to thump wildly.

"What is it?" she held her breath, quietly urging him to say the
words of love declaration.

"Your cooking is even more poisonous than the biological weapon
ever invented." Her face fell at his criticisms as she whipped out her
trusty mallet to squished the infernal jerk into paste.

The end of the mallet was about to make contact with the baka when an
irritating buzz of an alarm clock interrupted...

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Akane's fist popped out of bed covers to smash the annoying timepiece
into tiny little bits. A pair of sleepy eyes emerged from the warm
covers to survey the damage. Akane sighed at the dying ring of alarm as
she mentally tallied it up to the fourth piece that joined the pile of
machinery this month.

"Jijii, stand still you dirty old bag!" A soaking wet pigtailed girl
chased after an ancient and wrinkled man while yelling threats and
shaking her fists.

Akane glared at the fiery haired and well endowed girl as she reviewed
her dreams. 'The dream probably wouldn't be too far from the real life,'
She frowned. All except for the praise about her cooking and the near
confession. The thought made her even madder.

However, Nabiki-neechan did mention about being a little nicer to the
jerk. Akane sat down at her desk and begun to plan on treating her
iinazuke a little better. 'Even if the creep doesn't deserve it, at
least it will make me fell less guilty.' she tried convincing herself.

'Ranma always complained that I'm too tomboyish. Maybe if I dress and
act a little more feminine, I'll get no more comments about my looks and
femininity!' A tiny voice in her head snorted and whispered sarcastically,
'You just wanted him to look at you and fall head-over-heels in love.'

Akane ignored that voice and proceeded doing her morning tasks. She
paid special attention to brushing her hair to a shiny sheen. A deliberate
attempt to curl her fringe to frame her face in a seemingly careless manner
succeed with a little amount of time and she applied a thin coat of dusky
pink lip gloss. It is hardly noticeable by the teachers but will look good
enough to anyone who stood close enough.

She rejected the commonly used baby talcum powder and decided to apply a
small amount of perfume that has a nice soft and feminine smell. A quick look
in the mirror to make sure her pasted smile for Ranma is cute enough, she
stepped outside her bedroom ready to face the day.

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The dining table were laden with the usual fare of miso soup and
Japanese dishes. Akane approached the place nervously and took her usual
place. She accepted the bowl of rice from Kasumi and tried to mutter a
demure "arigatou".

An ever bright smile from her oldest sister, Kasumi exclaimed, "My
Akane-chan, you look rather nice today!" This attracted certain attention
from the family as they inspected her for any difference.

Nabiki looked puzzled for a moment before the matter finally dawned
onto her. She gave a sly grin and pretended to make an unintended
observation to the pigtailed boy after he plopped down ungraciously
to suck down the rice and side dishes.

"Ranma-kun, don't Akane-chan look especially cute today." Nabiki idly
remarked.

Ranma merely glanced sideways as he shovelled down the steamed egg,
"She looked the same as usual."

Akane's knuckles turned white from the strong grip on the side of the
table. She swallowed back a sarcastic comment and sweetly asked, "Oh?
How do I look normally?"

Sensing the storm just below the surface of this calm tone, the family
and uncle Saotome begun to back away. Ranma did not understand such signs
and added fuel to fire, "Yeah, figureless and no sex appeal as usual."

The twitch of the said female increased and she gritted her teeth.
"I'm going to give you one more chance I'll pretend to ignore the stupid
remarks you made earlier. How do I look normally?"

Ranma obviously ignored the hidden warning. "One word to summarize.
Kawaiikune!"

Just like most of the times, he never saw what's coming. With a loud
crash, Ranma flew off in the direction of Furinkan High in a standard
"Takahashi Rumiko's hurt form".

"Oh my, do you think Ranma needs to go to Tofuu-sensei?" she wondered
in concern.

Nabiki rolled her eyes, "I'd think he would be fine after all those throws
he had the the past year!"

Everyone turned to see Akane's dark expression as she put on her shoes.
She smiled rather brightly while holding back her tears. 'I'm not a
weakling' she kept reminding herself not to cry. She took a deep breath and
dashed off to school. "Itekimasu!" ("I'm leaving!")

Kasumi saw her dashing towards school and cheerfully waved her sister
goodbye. "Kyotsukete, Akane-chan!"

Nabiki shrugged, "This time, I would say its Ranma's fault," she voiced
her opinions to Kasumi. Kasumi smiled faintly as she comforted the two
brawling fathers. Nabiki waved goodbye after finishing her miso soup before
biding her goodbye and setting off to school.


~End of Part Three~