Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ The truth about hurtful words ❯ Part two ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: MIztikal_Dragon 
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.06.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.06.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I don’t own InuYasha---I mean Ranma and Co. Never have, never will but we can all dream can’t we?
Yes I know there was no lemon in the last chapter, but it is a lemon story so if you're not old enough run away fast as your little legs can carry you because I will not be held responsible for what happens if you go blind!
THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED! THIS CHAPTER'S FOR YOU GUYS!
The truth about harmful words
By: Miztikal-Dragon
Part Two
Waiting a few minutes before going off to his death, the teenaged boy gulped loudly and jumped down from his perch. He had to be a man and accept his punishment didn’t he? But then why did he want to run away so he couldn’t see the look of pain in her eyes again like he had earlier?
It wasn’t as if Ranma didn’t like her, it was just sometimes he was afraid of her. Of course, the “powerful” Ranma had nothing to fear of such a small girl, but it wasn’t her physical power that he was afraid of, it was her anger. Taking a deep breathe the young teenaged boy quietly crept closer to the dojo, trying to be unnoticed.
Ranma didn’t realize that Akane knew someone was watching her, and for him it would be something he would come to regret. Her body moved like a feather as her hair whipped around her face, her determined dark eyes were boring holes into her invisible opponent as she continued. The graceful motions of her arms and legs left him in a trance like state, Ranma could only see Akane.
It was then that he gave away his hiding place as he toppled to the ground, his mouth hanging wide open and his eyes wide with embarrassment, something moved. He could hear her cry out in surprise and she quickly covered herself as if he had walked in on her while bathing again.
“RANMA!” Her voice was high and her breathing ragged.
There wasn’t even enough time for him to say a word as she narrowed her eyes angrily and charged him. Quickly getting to his feet the ebony haired teenager blocked Akane’s fists but missed her body as it turned to throw him over her shoulder and half way across the dojo hitting the wall with a smack.
Groaning as he rubbed the lump on his head, Ranma glanced up at the young woman towering over him, her brown eyes aflame with her arms placed firmly over her chest. The evil look she was giving him would make any other man cower in fear, but he wouldn’t let himself appear weak, he couldn’t afford to let her know just how much she affected him. Slowly getting to his feet, he wiped the sweat of his brow he wasn’t about to let her win this little sparing. Giving her a glare of his own, he stared at the woman now a few inches shorter than himself.
“What the hell was that for you uncute tomboy!?” He growled angrily.
Her eyes seemed to blaze with a fury of a million blood thirsty wolves as she let a growl escape her lips before attacking him yet again. Her fists flew as she tried to gain the upper hand, to over power Ranma. It was something she knew would never happen, but Akane could always hope.
‘I guess she hasn’t cooled off yet.’ Ranma thought as he ducked only to catch her fist directly in his abdomen.
In all honesty he didn’t mind their little fighting matches, he enjoyed them to no end. Seeing the fire in Akane’s eyes as she pushed herself to do better, the adrenaline that he could taste pouring off her body as she moved with the agility of a cat. To him Akane was nothing short of perfect, but there was no way that he could tell her that.
“Is this the best you’ve got Akane?” He began in the usual tormenting as he swatted her away like a fly, “You’re loosing it! I bet Kasumi or Nabiki could easily take you down the way you’re fighting now!”
“FUCK YOU RANMA!” Akane screamed delivering a hard kick to his chest and tackling Ranma to the ground.
She straddled his waist as she pinned down his shoulders with her arms. The tears were pouring down her cheeks as she bit down on her lip to the point of bleeding. He tried to move but his arms wouldn’t cooperate with his brain’s commands. In a way he was a prisoner to whatever horrible beatings that Akane would lash out at him. He could feel her body heat and the anger radiating off of her as she stared directly into his eyes, the emotion tearing him apart as he felt her body trembling over his.
“A-Akane… I…” He stuttered trying to find the words to say.
“I hate you Ranma!” She growled digging her nails into his flesh.
It was then that his blood ran cold and he felt as though his heart would burst. She hated him? How could that be? Sure he wasn’t the nicest person in the world to her, but it was his way of paying attention to her without anyone noticing. It was his way of showing that he cared. Closing his eyes, he tried to block out the words she had said that completely broke his heart, she hated him.
“Why must you treat me like trash Ranma!” She cried out desperately making him feel even worse than he already had, “Is it your way of telling me that I’m not good enough? Do you get some kind of thrill of making me miserable? Does my suffering make you happy? Why don’t you just leave me alone? I can’t handle this anymore, just leave me alone…”
~~oOo~~
Okay so I lied, there's no lemon in this chapter either. It will be though however in the next chapter which will definetly be the last chapter! Please don't hurt me and review! I really like reviews and it helps me go quicker! PLEEEEASE!!!!! lol
So until next time, Krystal.
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Yes I know there was no lemon in the last chapter, but it is a lemon story so if you're not old enough run away fast as your little legs can carry you because I will not be held responsible for what happens if you go blind!
THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED! THIS CHAPTER'S FOR YOU GUYS!
The truth about harmful words
By: Miztikal-Dragon
Part Two
Waiting a few minutes before going off to his death, the teenaged boy gulped loudly and jumped down from his perch. He had to be a man and accept his punishment didn’t he? But then why did he want to run away so he couldn’t see the look of pain in her eyes again like he had earlier?
It wasn’t as if Ranma didn’t like her, it was just sometimes he was afraid of her. Of course, the “powerful” Ranma had nothing to fear of such a small girl, but it wasn’t her physical power that he was afraid of, it was her anger. Taking a deep breathe the young teenaged boy quietly crept closer to the dojo, trying to be unnoticed.
Ranma didn’t realize that Akane knew someone was watching her, and for him it would be something he would come to regret. Her body moved like a feather as her hair whipped around her face, her determined dark eyes were boring holes into her invisible opponent as she continued. The graceful motions of her arms and legs left him in a trance like state, Ranma could only see Akane.
It was then that he gave away his hiding place as he toppled to the ground, his mouth hanging wide open and his eyes wide with embarrassment, something moved. He could hear her cry out in surprise and she quickly covered herself as if he had walked in on her while bathing again.
“RANMA!” Her voice was high and her breathing ragged.
There wasn’t even enough time for him to say a word as she narrowed her eyes angrily and charged him. Quickly getting to his feet the ebony haired teenager blocked Akane’s fists but missed her body as it turned to throw him over her shoulder and half way across the dojo hitting the wall with a smack.
Groaning as he rubbed the lump on his head, Ranma glanced up at the young woman towering over him, her brown eyes aflame with her arms placed firmly over her chest. The evil look she was giving him would make any other man cower in fear, but he wouldn’t let himself appear weak, he couldn’t afford to let her know just how much she affected him. Slowly getting to his feet, he wiped the sweat of his brow he wasn’t about to let her win this little sparing. Giving her a glare of his own, he stared at the woman now a few inches shorter than himself.
“What the hell was that for you uncute tomboy!?” He growled angrily.
Her eyes seemed to blaze with a fury of a million blood thirsty wolves as she let a growl escape her lips before attacking him yet again. Her fists flew as she tried to gain the upper hand, to over power Ranma. It was something she knew would never happen, but Akane could always hope.
‘I guess she hasn’t cooled off yet.’ Ranma thought as he ducked only to catch her fist directly in his abdomen.
In all honesty he didn’t mind their little fighting matches, he enjoyed them to no end. Seeing the fire in Akane’s eyes as she pushed herself to do better, the adrenaline that he could taste pouring off her body as she moved with the agility of a cat. To him Akane was nothing short of perfect, but there was no way that he could tell her that.
“Is this the best you’ve got Akane?” He began in the usual tormenting as he swatted her away like a fly, “You’re loosing it! I bet Kasumi or Nabiki could easily take you down the way you’re fighting now!”
“FUCK YOU RANMA!” Akane screamed delivering a hard kick to his chest and tackling Ranma to the ground.
She straddled his waist as she pinned down his shoulders with her arms. The tears were pouring down her cheeks as she bit down on her lip to the point of bleeding. He tried to move but his arms wouldn’t cooperate with his brain’s commands. In a way he was a prisoner to whatever horrible beatings that Akane would lash out at him. He could feel her body heat and the anger radiating off of her as she stared directly into his eyes, the emotion tearing him apart as he felt her body trembling over his.
“A-Akane… I…” He stuttered trying to find the words to say.
“I hate you Ranma!” She growled digging her nails into his flesh.
It was then that his blood ran cold and he felt as though his heart would burst. She hated him? How could that be? Sure he wasn’t the nicest person in the world to her, but it was his way of paying attention to her without anyone noticing. It was his way of showing that he cared. Closing his eyes, he tried to block out the words she had said that completely broke his heart, she hated him.
“Why must you treat me like trash Ranma!” She cried out desperately making him feel even worse than he already had, “Is it your way of telling me that I’m not good enough? Do you get some kind of thrill of making me miserable? Does my suffering make you happy? Why don’t you just leave me alone? I can’t handle this anymore, just leave me alone…”
~~oOo~~
Okay so I lied, there's no lemon in this chapter either. It will be though however in the next chapter which will definetly be the last chapter! Please don't hurt me and review! I really like reviews and it helps me go quicker! PLEEEEASE!!!!! lol
So until next time, Krystal.
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