Hello! Here I am again. I'm sorry it took so long, but to be honest, I didn't feel like writing. But now I'm really looking forward to starting again. Thanks for the many clerks !!!!!
Oh, I'll always start with "I".

"Rrrrrr" I turn off the alarm. Today was Ranma's parents' funeral. The last few weeks have been difficult. Ranma stopped going to school regularly. He only trained all day. I get up to get dressed. Suddenly there is a knock on the door. "yes? Who is it?" I ask although I know exactly. "It's me, can I come in?" it's ranma. "yes! come in"
it's the first time in two weeks that he's come to me. The first time since he asked me to avenge his parents. Now he stands there in front of me. Big, with his dark hair and eyes. He looks strong, but I see that dim in his eyes. In the past they always shone as if they wanted to compete with the stars, but now it looks like a veil has covered his eyes.He is weak. "I'll go right back ..." he stops. He visibly has to pull himself together. I know what he wants. I will help him avenge his parents. and although he knows he asks. "will you help me now?" I look into his eyes You shine with hate. But it's not just that. He's trying to hide it, but deep down he's bleeding. I'm out of breath. I can not say anything. We stand face to face for a long time. I remember holding him in my arms. despite the circumstances i felt good. Its warmth, its closeness. He was so close and yet not there. I look at him, unable to say anything, but my eyes must have spoken volumes, because suddenly he comes up to me. Stop right in front of me. "Akane. I know it's dangerous, but I have to do it - to avenge my parents, but I can't do it alone. I ask you. Help me" his eyes are now dull again. Suddenly the knot in my throat, in my head, is gone.I go very close to him and take him in my arms. "Yes!" I whisper in his ear. He is so warm. His closeness is so good. I now feel how he puts his hands around me. But suddenly he pushes me away. Look deep into my eyes. "Akane ... I ..." My cheeks are getting hot and I feel the heat rising inside me, knowing that this is not the time. He looks at me. I wish to hug him, maybe kiss him, but this is only a wish. Ranma suddenly looks away. "Thank you" he mumbles and lets go of me. I sink on my knees and watch him go out the door. As he closes the door, a big tear drops from my cheek onto the floor. I had the feeling that death had just put a hand on my shoulder. But despite all that.
I felt strong!

The funeral made us all realize again how much ranma suffered under these circumstances. He stood by his parents' grave, unable to move or speak.When we drove back no one spoke a word and at home we all went to our rooms. My bed is still cold and I feel uncomfortable. My walls seem to be coming towards me and the air in my room seems to be suffocating me. But still it works according to ranma, and that gives me strength. There is a knock and I flinch. "y .. yes?" I ask carefully. The door opens and ranma comes in. "akane, we have to discuss something". His words sound serious. He comes up to me and sits down next to me on the bed. "it starts tomorrow!" I look him in the eye, startled. The veil is gone. They shine like never before. There is hatred and anticipation everywhere. "what starts tomorrow?" I ask and keep looking at him. "Tomorrow is the day of reckoning. Tomorrow will decide whether we live or die." He looks at me. "Akane! Tomorrow is very important to me. And yet I don't want to put you in danger. I ask you again: do you really want to help me?""His eyes are samping, so samping you could get lost in them. I get lost in them. I bend over and kiss him. His lips are so soft. I let go of his mouth and hug him." I gave you my word. My word as a fighter. "With that I got rid of all doubts between him and me. Tomorrow would be the decisive day. I know that I have to die at some point. But if I do, then only at Ranma's side. I can feel his hand on my back. And close my eyes." . Tonight I want to forget everything and just be with ranma and I know that he feels the same way. We fall back and kiss and I wish that this night never goes over. Suddenly he pushes me away and stands up really bad at the thought that he wants to go now, not now, not immediately. But he doesn't go. He turns around and looks at me. "We should at least lock up. He turns the key and comes back to me.We kiss and I have the feeling that today won't be the last time we kiss. I have forgotten everything. And for tonight death has taken its hand off my shoulder again.

So that's it for now. Maybe I'll keep writing today, but right now I have a headache. So see you sometime, and write me a lot of clerks ^^