Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ He Said, She Said ❯ Flipped! ( Chapter 2 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

He Said, She Said

by Lonely Soul & Elysium



Chapter 2: Flipped!



When I first saw Ranma Saotome, I completely flipped. Really. With just one look at him I became a lunatic. I never felt that way about a boy before because I've never really liked boys. So, I don't know why I feel that way about Ranma, but there's just something about him. Maybe it's because I knew he was such a great martial artist... or maybe it's his beautiful, blue eyes. They're breathtaking. I could gaze into them all day...

It's already been six years now since we first met, and I had to learn long ago not to show my true feelings around him or anyone else because of a certain blackmailing sister. Ahem. But! Those first days and years were so hard! I thought I was going to drop dead if I wasn't always around him enough!

It all started the summer before my second grade year. My oldest sister, Kasumi, told me that a family was going to move into the house across the street from us and that this family had a son my age who knew martial arts! The summer had been really boring, especially since there weren't any kids my age to play with in the neighborhood. All I could do was practice the martial arts by myself. My sisters were there, but Kasumi would clean and cook all day, and Nabiki would always be off doing her daily job of blackmailing people.

So that I wouldn't die of boredom, I stayed outside for weeks, waiting for the new neighbors just in case they moved in early. Seriously, it was weeks. Then finally, after all those long, lonely days, the Saotome's moving truck arrived! I was so happy!

My family was excited too because "Little Akane-chan" was finally going to have a playmate... or maybe they just wanted me to stop bothering them.

Well, Kasumi, being the type of person she is, made me wait inside our house for an hour before I could go over and meet him. She said to me with her usual smile, "Now, Akane-chan, why don't we let them have a chance to get used to their new home."

I decided not to disagree with Kasumi's orders because she always knew what was best and I couldn't start doubting her then. So I waited and watched by the window, and I'll ask Kasumi every other minute, "Can I go now?" and she'd say, "Only a little bit longer, Akane-chan. Just be patient."

I thought I would never get outside in time to meet Ranma, but then my father called Kasumi to help him with something. Before I had to wait any longer, I ran between her and Dad and asked, "Now can I go?"

Right as Kasumi was about to answer, my dad interrupted and said, "Where is my little Akane going?" Kasumi told him that I was going to meet the new neighbors, and after hearing the explanation, my dad looked down at me and said, "Okay... you can go... but make sure you're back in fifteen minutes," and then he got all teary-eyed, "Wahhhh! My little baby is leaving me!"

While Kasumi tried comforting Dad and telling him that I was only going across the street, I just ran out the house because I was so excited. As I neared the Saotome's moving truck, I forced myself to calm down and to stop running like a crazy maniac. I quietly stood beside the truck for a record-breaking time as I watched Ranma and Mr. Saotome carry boxes out the truck, which was very hard because he was right there! My soon-to-be best friend, Ranma Saotome.

They didn't even notice me, and since I couldn't hold it in any longer, I said, "Hey!" loud enough for them to hear, which kind of started Ranma because he turned around faster than I could blink. I felt very sorry for him because I could tell that he was really bored. So I smiled at him and decided I wanted to keep him company and help him with the boxes. But, I was only there for less than five minutes when Mr. Saotome sent him off to train inside the house.

I ran after Ranma, and that's when I knew everything changed. Because as I soon as I had caught up with him, I had grabbed his arm to try and stop him so that we could maybe play a little before he got stuck inside. And the next thing I know... he's holding my hand and looking straight into my eyes.

My heart completely stopped beating. For the first time in my short life, I had that feeling. You know the one where the world around you just disappears, and you and the other person only see each other while you both stare into each other's eyes. Not being able to look away from each other's gaze because it's almost like an invisible force is holding you two together.

I'm sure I almost got my first kiss that day. But then his mother, Mrs. Saotome, came out from the house and his cheeks turned a deep, crimson because he was so embarrassed. Before you knew it, he was inside hiding in the bathroom.

I was waiting for Ranma to come out when my sister, Nabiki, suddenly appeared in the hallway beside me. My sister is only one year older than I am and two years younger than Kasumi, but she acts very matured for age. I was a bit surprised and wondered what she was doing here, so I asked her.

Nabiki smiled innocently at me, "Oh, well, I just happened to be in the neighbor when I noticed you go inside with the new neighbors. And, Mrs. Saotome let me in when she found out that I was your sister. So... what are you doing right now?"

I kinda didn't want to tell her anything, but since she didn't seem to be blackmailing me at the moment, I told her a little bit about what was going on. It was a bad idea, though, because she started teasing Ranma through the door and saying that his girlfriend was waiting for him.

It was so embarrassing! I told her to be quiet, but she told me that she'd only shut up for 500 yen or she'd tell Ranma and the whole world that I was becoming a pervert and stalker. Which wasn't true of course! And, I didn't want to pay her any money, so I just left.

After I went home, I thought it was strange that I didn't once play with Ranma. All I knew was that I had a evil sister who I couldn't even trust, that Ranma's eyes were a mystifying blue, and that he almost tried to kiss me.

That night I fell asleep thinking of the kiss that could have been. What's a kiss like, anyway? I somehow knew that it wouldn't be the same as the one I got from Dad or my sisters.

Looking back, I kind of like to think that it was only curiosity that made me go after that kiss, but honestly, I think it was more those deep, blue eyes. Throughout the second and third grades, I couldn't stop myself from following him around, sitting by him, or wanting to be near him.

I learned to control myself by the fourth grade, though. Still, the sight or thought of him sent my heart beating faster, but my legs didn't chase after him anymore. All I did was watch him from afar, with thoughts and dreams.

Then the worst possible thing happened during the fifth grade. Shampoo came into the picture. Shampoo is a Chinese bimbo. A lying, backstabbing, amazon bimbo who can't speak Japanese correctly and thinks all the boys want her. Now that we're in junior high, she swears she's all that and a bag of chips. Even back in elementary school, she'd make all the boys swoon over her and believe that she was just an innocent little girl who wouldn't hurt a fly. Please! Whenever a girl tried to ask out or even try to talk to one of her men, she'd beat them up.

Another thing that bothered me about her was the way she talked. She's been living in Japan ever since the first grade, and she still can't speak Japanese properly. I think she does that on purpose to sound cute and get more attention than she already has. But, what bugged me the most wasn't the fact that she was just a complete lair. It was her hair. She had a ton of purple hair that was everywhere and hung almost all the way down to the floor. And... I guess that's one of the reasons why I decided to let my hair grow out because I thought maybe Ranma liked girls with long hair.

Well, my only solution to Shampoo was to ignore her. It worked out just fine until during the fifth grade I saw her holding hands with Ranma.

My Ranma. The one who's still embarrassed over holding my hand that summer all those years ago. The one who’s still too shy to even say anything more to me than hello.

The one who’s still suppose to give me my first kiss.

How dare Shampoo worm her way into his life? That pushy little amazon had no right hanging on to him like that!

Ranma would look over his shoulder time after time while they walked along, and I realized he was looking at me. At first, I thought he telling me that he was sorry, but then I finally understood-- he wanted my help. That had to be it! Ranma wasn't the type of guy who'd hits girls or hurt they're feelings, so that's why he couldn't do anything about Shampoo. This was only a job for a girl.

I didn't even care or bother to check for any witnesses because I pounced and had her off him in two second flat. As soon as Ranma was free, he ran away, but not Shampoo. She came at me, punching and scratching and pulling anything she could get her hands on, telling me in her weird Japanese dialogue that Ranma was hers and there was no way she was letting me get my hands on him.

How sweet.

I had hoped for masses of teachers and classmates to appear so they could see Shampoo's true self in action, but by the time anyone arrived, it was too late. I had that little ragamuffin in a headlock and her arm twisted behind her back, and nothing was going to make me unlock her until a teacher arrived.

In the end, Shampoo went home early with a bad case of messed up hair, while the principal listened to my side of the story. Even though she told me that it's best if I let other people work out their own problems, she definitely understood about Shampoo and said that she was glad that I'd had the self-control to only restrain her and nothing more.

The next day, Shampoo was back at school, and she of course got everyone talking bad about me behind my back, but I just ignored her and all those ignorant people. The facts spoke for themselves because Ranma didn't go near her for the rest of the school year.

That wasn't to say that Ranma held my hand, but he did start becoming friendlier towards me. Especially in the sixth grade when our teacher, Mr. Yazawa, placed our seats right next to each other.

Sitting next to Ranma was nice. He was nice. He'd say Hey to me every morning, and sometimes I'd catch him taking a glance my way. He'd always blush and turn away really fast, and I couldn't help but smile. He was so shy and so cute!

We got a chance to talk to each other more, especially when Mr. Yazawa moved my seat behind his. Mr. Yazawa had a rule that if you missed more than five words out of twenty; you had detention after school, writing the words over and over again until he thought you finally got it.

I could tell that Ranma dreaded the thought of detention, and although it bothered me a bit, I'd lean in and whisper all the answers to him, hoping that I could have lunch with him instead. He smelled really good. His hair smelled like watermelon, and I couldn't help but sniff him every chance I got.

So I spent the rest of the year spelling words, sniffing watermelon, and wondering if I would ever get my kiss.



To be continued...



A/N: See how differently Ranma & Akane think? ^^heh Anyway, thanks to..
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