IT is coming ... still unknown ... in the early stages of its development ... what will become of it is still unclear ...

OK, now it's back to normal: the second part of my debut FF is here.
I'm still trying to find out how to unlock the commi-writing. But since I'm neither a computer freak nor a computer expert, it may take a while. You can write clerks to me via PN * darling *
(or explain to me how to unlock this ...)

Thanks to princessakane (i will try)
SangoLee
Black Goths

(oh crap, again such a long preface, I'll hold back * gg *)

"someone is talking"
* someone thinks *
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"Hey, wait Akane !!!" "Yes, but hurry up, Kasumi baked today!" Akane and Ranma were on their way home. Ranma had caught up with his fiancée before they reached the Tendo dojo. Ukyo's strange behavior had led him to follow this one. He had wanted to confront her, but she had evaded him and sent him away.The incident outside the classroom was also more than strange. Usually she didn't hold anything against him, but was only insulted briefly, until she fell around his neck again and he had to deal with Akane again. * Akane ... * The thought of his involuntary fiancée made him feel strange. ... involuntarily engaged ... yes, they were indeed. He remembered his first meeting with her too well.

"Do we want to be friends?" she had asked him, or rather his female half.
"Luckily you're a girl ...!" "Why?" "Well, if you were a boy I would be really mad at you now!" (I don't know if she said exactly that, but it was pretty exactly that) ... she had said when he first defeated her in training.

Without wanting to, he sighed. Not loud, but loud enough for Akane to hear. When it didn't help to wave around in front of his downward-looking eyes to get his attention, the thread of her patience broke. "RANMA !!!"He looked startled in her eyes. "W ... what is it ..."
"Well ... you almost run to a lamppost three times, trip over your feet and don't react if you ..." with a slightly spiteful smile on her lips she continued "... tries to make yourself out like a normal person your trance or daydream or whatever is going on in your skull ... ". The smile disappeared. "What's the matter with you anyway?"
Ranma looked confused at his fiancee.

* Since when has she been so attentive? That she even notices anything when I behave differently ... but why do I behave differently? Why ... does it bother me ... yes ... does it bother me so ... the ukyo behaves so strangely. Oh well, I can think about that later. *

He smiled at her. “Nothing, what's going on?” Confused about Ranma's behavior, Akane looked at him. A little unsettled, she finally averted her gaze and turned around. "Oh nothing ... come on, let's hurry up before Kasumi's cake is gone!"Lunch, as well as the extremely delicious cake from Kasumi, was completely consumed when Ranma went to the dojo to train. After a few warm-up exercises, he began hitting the various exercise machines.
* Why ... * the sandbag in front of him received some well-aimed blows.
* ... is she ... * now the manikin had to believe in it.
* ... just like that ... * now hard kicks were directed back onto the sandbag.
* ... strange ... * a quick blow broke off the manikin's arm.

"What are you thinking about?" a well known voice tore him from his thoughts.

...this voice...

He had heard her many times. Angry if the owner of that voice was annoyed. He'd heard the sad undertone in her recently, too. Every time she got offended, every time she got angry

... the disappointed undertone ...

... every time ...

But why? Why was she sad? He could understand that she was angry, even if he didn't want to. He didn't want her to be sad, didn't want her to be disappointed ..."About nothing, when I train, I don't think about anything. How do you come up with it?" "Your unclean strokes. You trained like a beginner, even I recognized that. The arm of the doll splintered off because you hit hard , not because you struck exactly. It's exhausting and quite ... atypical ... for you. "
He finally looked at the producer, the source of this voice. She looked at him skeptically with her arms crossed over her chest. Brown eyes sparkled at him under blue-black hair.
"I didn't even know that you were watching me so closely ..."
* Damn it, I don't want to start an argument. She's about to hit the ceiling ... *

Akane's cheeks went red. "Well, I finally want to learn something and ... well, I mean ... that, uh, it can be helpful ... when I ... well, you ... "she paused briefly. "... watch. If you don't mind, I mean ..." At her last words she looked at him uncertainly with a red tinge on her face.When he didn't react immediately, she turned around and wanted to leave the dojo again.

It took a few moments until Ranma realized what she had said.
"Wait ... um ... wait, Akane ..." Hesitantly she turned around. "I ... it ... well, I don't mind if you watch me train"
Her eyes brightened, the red veil on her face disappeared and she looked at him happily: "Really, I ... well, I'll sit down then, don't be bothered."
She was about to sit down on the floor when Ranma suddenly came to her. She stopped moving and leaned against the wall. "Um, you know, I think it would be more effective if you trained with me. I could, well ... show you some punches and practice with you and so ..."
He stopped in front of her and looked down at her. Now the red veil had taken a stand on his face. * Hopefully I won't get a kick or something ... after all, I just want her ... that she, yes what?* Ranma couldn't admit to himself that he liked Akane, not yet. * that she can finally defend herself when the boys attack her in the schoolyard. Exactly, after all, I can't always do everything for you. After all, I am not you ... you ... protector. *
"Sure ... thank you Ranma." Again Akane tore him from his thoughts.

When they finally took a break after 1 hour of training, Akane dropped to the floor exhausted. She took off her training jacket and after a short while straightened up again. Under the training jacket she wore a tight T-shirt, which emphasized her figure.

(Author's note: I would also like to add some ... spicy ... spots where Ranma can't just play cool and his jaw gets stuck, that's why I gave Akane a new training outfit, who that Don't want to read in more detail now, should read on with the next paragraph.She wears a two-part suit, similar to judo.You can take off the jacket if you wear a T-shirt underneath * gg *. So, ready, let's go)

Ranma sweated a little at the sight. Actually, his fiancée didn't look too bad. Sure, shampoo looked nice too, but there was something about Akane that drove him crazy. He had the feeling that he couldn't control himself for much longer.
He had to do something, say something, to avoid the crackle in the air. He wanted to say something nice to her. He wanted to tell her that she looked good.

"Phew, now I'm better again, what do you think of my new combat suit, I found it really useful and the other one was already torn." Now she looked at Ranma, who was still standing there as if paralyzed. “Do we want to continue?” “Yes ... yes, of course.” Ranma found her way back to reality with difficulty. He took his eyes off Akane and continued practicing with her, but he wasn't quite there. Whenever Akane stood close to him and tried to imitate his punching techniques, he got nervous.He tried to pull himself together and concentrate on training.

When they finished their training and sat down opposite to rest, Ranma had enough time to look at his fiancee lying on the floor. Her breathing was quick, but it became steadily calmer.
Finally she sat up and looked into his eyes: "Thank you for training with me today ... Ranma. I ... wanted to ask if we could maybe ... do this ... more often ... I mean "It has already brought me a lot, I think anyway. I mean ... I wanted to ask if ..." "Sure, gladly." "I also think that it has brought you a lot and you have made great progress today. I would like to do that again if you feel like it ... I mean ..."
Akane glared into his eyes and finally stood up. "I'll go swimming, should I call you when I'm done?" "Yes, please." She left the dojo with a smile on her face.
Ranma stayed on the wooden floor.Slowly he closed his eyes. * Please don't, I didn't mean to. I never wanted that. A fighter shouldn't feel love ... but it's so beautiful ... she is so beautiful. It seems so strong and at the same time so fragile and in need of protection. I can understand when the boys fight for her ... *
With a jerk he sat up. What was he thinking !? * Oh what, it's true, I like her ... * He slowly sank back down to the floor. * I would never have thought that it would come to this ... that it would come to that, that I would love myself ... into her ... into her ... *
After admitting this to himself, he was kind of relieved ... now that he was sure.

~ At Akane ~

* Hmmm ... Ranma was really nice and helpful today. I wonder what's the matter with him, he's not like that otherwise .. Oh, why am I worrying about it ...? * She slowly let her things fall and got into the bathtub. The hot water made her sleepy and relaxed.She took a short breath and stayed under the water for a while. * Whether it has anything to do with Ukyo's strange behavior. It was really noticeably quiet today. I wonder what was wrong with her ... * Akane slowly emerged and got out of the tub. She grabbed a large towel and wrapped it around her body. * Shit, I left my things in the room ... *
She padded barefoot across the corridor in the direction of her room. When she passed Ranma's room she hesitated for a moment, but then finally knocked.
"Yes?!" Ranma's voice came from inside. For some reason Akane's heart was beating a little faster. She opened the door a little and stuck her head in Ranma's room. "I just wanted to tell you