Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ The truth about hurtful words ❯ Part Four ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
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The truth about harmful words


By: Miztikal-Dragon


Part Four


She watched Ranma storm into the room and shove something at her older sister before disappearing probably into his room. Akane may have not known what was making him so angry, but deep down she knew that it was because of her. Sure she had every right to be mad at Ranma for his hurtful words, but hadn’t she always forgiven him in the past? What was so different from this time that made them avoid each other. And then she realized it,


She was falling for him.


Her mind screamed that she was fooling herself, that there was no way that she could like, or even love a boy like Ranma. How could she have feelings for a boy who made it his priority to make her self-confidence diminish? He strived to anger her, to make her see how ugly, stupid and good for nothing she really was. Akane wished that she could hate Ranma, and even if she had told she did, the truth of the matter was that she couldn’t.


Nabiki said it was just some crush she had, but that wasn’t the case. Everything that Akane felt was different when she was around Ranma than when she had had a crush on Doctor Tofu. Things were different. For instance, she felt calmer with Ranma around her, a sense of security blanketed itself around her and in a way it suffocated her. It wasn’t a bad feeling all the time, but it scared her. She couldn’t have any emotional attachments because she was supposed to be the strong one of the family. Mentally and physically, there just was no room for excuses.


Loosing her appetite, the teenage girl picked up her dishes, and excused herself from the table and went into the kitchen to place her dirty dishes in the sink so Katsumi could do them later. Many thoughts ran through Akane’s mind, but the most recent ones were about how childish she felt she was being. Maybe waking up and leaving before Ranma did and coming home later than he did was a little too much. She knew that her behavior wasn’t helping matters much, but she couldn’t find it in her heart to look at Ranma. He had hurt her so many times and a girl could only take so much torture until she cracked.


Sighing heavily, Akane trudged up the stairs to her bedroom to get started on the day’s homework, then to the dojo to workout a bit before taking a shower and heading to bed just to get up and start the daily routine all over again. Closing her bedroom door and settling herself on the chair, Akane went to work on her endless amount of homework. Somehow she got herself into deeper water than she would have wanted. Sure she had asked for more work, but the teacher’s didn’t have to take her serious and give her a few whole mountains work of it. Life really sucked when she couldn’t keep her mouth shut and find some other way to keep herself busy.


Boy was she loathing her unthought out decisions at the moment.


An hour or so passed by so quickly that Akane didn’t know how it was possible and she wasn’t even one-fourth of the way done with her work. Tossing her pencil across the room, she stood up, knocking all her papers to the floor, Akane couldn’t work under such pressure. Opening her bedroom door, she walked slowly down the hall, everything was quiet and it made her melancholy mood even dimmer.


She could hear her father and Genma talking over a game of Mahjong, it was something about panda’s not able to work fast food, but Akane didn’t pay attention. Passing the two older men, she headed outside, it was already dark, but she liked it better that way. Sighing heavily she looked up at the sky, there were no stars out and it proved to worsen her already ruin day.


Glancing around, she spotted the dojo and saw that the lights were on, somebody was inside, it was probably Ranma working out or something remotely similar to that extent. Growing curious easily, Akane silently made her way towards the dojo, even if she wasn’t talking to him she wanted to at least see him.


Sliding the door open, she tried to be a unnoticeable as possible and for a while she believed that she was. Ranma was inside alright, he stood like a stone in the middle of the dojo, his shirt was missing and the sweat ran down his form making Akane’s eyes widen slightly. He looked so hot!! A blush covered her face as she watched him, no matter what her mind told her, she couldn’t keep her eyes off of him.


And it was only proving the fact that she was falling for him even more. Moving a little to get rid of the pin pricks of pain in her leg, Akane bit down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out, it hurt so bad. Her eyes had been shut tightly for that moment, and it was all of a sudden that everything around her took on an eerie silence and it made her blood run cold.


Then there was the sound of someone impatiently clearing their throat, Ranma knew she was there.


~~oOo~~



OKay that's it for now... I don't know when the next time I will be able to update, but hopefully its soon! -Krystal-

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