Akane attacked almost simultaneously. Akane's progress had increased her pace considerably. Still, she couldn't get close to Ranma's ability. This was briefly inattentive at this moment and Akane knew how to use her chance. With a lightning-fast movement she hit him in the stomach, in the sides and tried to rake his chin. This time, Ranma, his inattention had been painfully punished, had discovered a gap in Akane's cover. He hit her lightly against her temple with the edge of his hand. She tried to evade and rolled over to one side. Ranma, in turn, had realized her intentions and tried to prevent her.He just brushed against her temple and followed her, also with a scroll.
After an exhausting fight, which Ranma could win, the two sat down on the ground and talked a little about irrelevant things, Akane taking the opportunity and, once again, reminding Ranma that he had to study for the final exams. She offered to study with him. He gladly accepted the offer, if only so as not to upset her. He could also use some help with studying. There were some things he didn't understand ...
As they left the dojo and trudged through the freshly fallen snow, Ranma noticed the wound on Akane's temple. Arrived inside: "Hey Akane, hold still, I think you're bleeding on your cheek." "Yes, and you on the edge of your hand. There should have been a stone from the brick lying around in the dojo, which you of course promptly swallow You rammed your hand in. You really have a knack for finding unnecessary things."She grinned cheekily at him while he examined his hand." That's right, I must have hit you with it. Wait, I'll help you, I'll put a little iodine on it. "With that he disappeared into the bathroom.

* He can be really nice when he wants to. When I think of our childish arguments from before ... even though it was funny sometimes ... *

She smiled at the memories of the daily trivialities they'd argued about. “What are you grinning about?” Startled out of her thoughts, she looked directly into Ranma's face, who had leaned over her a little. "Oh nothing." in spite of everything, she had to keep grinning. "You're mean, I also want to know what makes you laugh, maybe I think it's funny too!" She shook her head. "It's really nothing important, come on, give me your hand." She removed the stone and then bandaged his wound. He was helping her to "fix" the cut when he suddenly began to giggle."Akane, I didn't even know that you still had pimples, I thought you had puberty behind you ..." he grinned at her cheekily and she had a sharp reply on her tongue when she suddenly remembered something. "Oh yeah? That's what you say ..." she grinned back and flicked his forehead. "Hey, what's that. I've also had no more pimples for a long time!" "Oh no? And what is ..." she pecked him in the stomach with her index finger a little below his navel. "... that?" "What de ..." he fell silent as he picked up his shirt. There was a red spot on his stomach, a pimple. Akane giggled. "Why do you know better than me about this and where I have pimples?" he grinned at her. Whether she could answer that without blushing. He already suspected how she knew that.

~ ~ ~ ~ Flashback ~ ~ ~ ~

The alarm clock rang, punctually as always, annoying as always, at 7 o'clock. A tired, sleepy Akane got out of bed and went to the bathroom with half-closed eyes, opened the door and was about to undress when she heard a throat clearing behind her.She turned and stared into her fiancé's still damp face. Obviously she had not returned from her dreams, otherwise she would have left the bathroom, probably with a red head. Today she just stood there and looked Ranma, who was standing in front of her in a towel, from top to bottom. "Why are you up so early?" she wanted to know before realizing the situation. First her cheeks, then the whole head slowly turned dark red. "Um ... I ... mean, I didn't mean to, so ... um, I g-go ... * gulp * ... then again ..." She quickly left the bathroom and cursed inwardly oneself.

~ ~ ~ ~ Flashback end ~ ~ ~ ~

"Well, when I came into your room early this morning, when you were just getting dressed, I noticed your pimple. What do you think ..." She had to grin, she couldn't help but remove it and to take on the shovel. "... why did I look at you?"
She took a step closer and stood on tiptoe to see him better in the face, after all, she was quite a bit shorter than Ranma.He had grown quite a bit lately, while she hadn't gotten an inch taller in almost a year. Sometimes she was extremely annoyed by her size. She had Dr. Tofu asked for advice about that, but he had only told her that it probably wouldn't grow anymore. There was no growth agent or anything like that and she didn't like platform shoes. The girls who strutted about with it were all conceited turkeys that she couldn't get out of. She had now resigned herself to being the smallest in the house and in her class. It only bothered her more when she couldn't get to the vases on the cupboard. But that was her smallest (* gg * ... small ... ^ _ ^) problem.
In response to her question from earlier, Ranma pressed around a little and finally saved herself from the tricky situation for him with a "... oh ... uh ... nothing, uh, special ...".

While the two were joking around inside, a woman about the size of Akane was looking at the house.* This is where he has settled this time. Well wait, Arai, I'll show you that it's better not to mess with me. *

She turned away with a jerk and walked down the street. Before she disappeared around the corner, she took a small watch out of her pocket and turned a wheel, just a little, but still ...

Well, I hope you like my FF. so far nothing has happened, but that is yet to come ... * myahahaha * aaaaalso, I hope that I get some clerks * please please please *.
If the K.-writing still doesn't work (* grumble *, I don't know why it didn't work with the other story) write me büüüüüde via PN or on my e-mail (clara_1242002 @ yahoo. De).
"I just want a sign, a sign that someone is there * howl, sob *"

see you ... * sob * ... soon
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