While they were joking around inside, a woman Akane's age looked 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 ...

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So, the next part is here, I hope I succeeded.

If the commi-writing still does not work, then please, please, please, please a PM

(or email to clara_1242002 @ yahoo. de, but that's pretty awkward ...)

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Akane and Ranma had a lot of fun that evening. The fathers were out with their master and Nabiki was with a friend who she wanted to study with and then spend the night.

Since Akane still couldn't cook, Ranma took over. He showed her how to make ramen ..."No Akane! You mustn't add baking powder! I said: A little salt!" "Yeah, calm down ..." Then she calmly empties half a kilo of sugar into the simmering water ...

... and Akane explored the deeper secrets of mathematics with Ranma ...

"Look, if x = 54324.2, then you have to multiply it by the unknown y, not divide it. You are confusing that with Cramer's rule. By the way, you should have known it for 3 years ..." "About, I don't understand Why! It always comes out the same anyway ... "" No, look, here comes out 9257.25, but if you do it like that, you get out 9259.23. "" ... do it that way Much difference? "" + Sigh + Yes, Ranma, it does make a difference. If you continue to calculate with the wrong number, you will end up with a wrong result. Look at the end it should be 5527.3241, but if you get it wrong , then comes ... wait a minute ... 5589,3572168 out.So you see ... completely wrong.
... how are you doing in English? "

... as I said, they had a very fun evening anyway.

Akane wanted to go to sleep just before midnight. She was already a little tired and didn't want to spend the whole day in bed tomorrow. Unnoticed by the two of them, dark clouds had come up, heralding a first-class snow storm.
"I think I'm going to sleep. It's almost midnight ..." With a yawn, she looked at Ranma one last time. His eyes had a strange glow that Akane couldn't interpret or place.

* What's wrong with him, he looks strange ... *

At that moment she had completely forgotten that she actually wanted to go to sleep. The resulting silence was full of calm. Although the first gusts of wind whistled around the corners outside, there was a pleasant silence. Akane and Ranma sat across from each other - without a word they met each other's eyes.* Oh my god, Akane ... please go, I can't take this anymore. *

He looked at her face with loving eyes, explored every dimple, every curve. Finally his eyes wandered a little deeper. He took a close look at her entire appearance - the feminine curves on her hips and breasts. When she kneeled in front of him, he noticed how narrow she actually was. It's amazing how much strength there was in these limbs. If he had met her on the street without knowing her, he would have taken her for an overly sensitive being. But his Akane wasn't overly sensitive in any way, no, not overly sensitive, but sensitive.
He wanted to touch her, hold her in his arms, protect her ... he wanted to kiss her, stroke her, caress her ... Did she feel the same for him in any way? For her he would have renounced everything ... a comfortable life, his dream of being the best martial artist ... and his manhood.At that moment he realized once again how important she was to him. Without her, he wouldn't be able to live. He would do whatever she wanted if it made her happy, if he could be with her for it.
Again his eyes wandered over the figure in front of him, who meant more to him than his life. The brown eyes kept looking at him. Their eyes locked, unspoken words were said.

Akane, too, found it more and more difficult to control himself. She had noticed his look, which eyed her covetously. She had noticed that he was having a hard time controlling himself and she had correctly interpreted the crackling in the air.

* If he doesn't say something mean soon, I don't know what's going to happen ... *

Her gaze softened as she studied his face carefully. His beautifully curved lips, his well-trained body, which in a matter of seconds could be converted from a gentle fiancé into a merciless, purposeful fighting machine.She knew very well what he could do as a fighter.

* But as a fiancé, he was never so nice to me, whether he was ... *.

She let her gaze wander over his hands. Long, narrow fingers. Strong and gentle, skillful and sure. She would have loved to know what it was like when those fingers touched someone tenderly.
Her attention turned back to his face. He was studying her carefully, but a moment later he returned her gaze. She literally sank into his dark blue eyes. Her heart began to beat a beat faster. She could practically feel that he too could hardly contain himself.
* If this continues I don't know what will happen ... *

Suddenly, in the middle of Akane's mind, a door slammed. The window in the kitchen had probably not been properly closed and had been pushed open by the wind. The gust of wind then cracked the door.
Ranma started up, startled.Eye contact was broken for a split second, but that was enough to destroy the moment.
"I'll ... I'll close the window then," Akane muttered, embarrassed.
She straightened up and went into the kitchen. Shortly afterwards she stuck her head into the dining room again and wished Ranma good night with flushed cheeks. Ranma was torn from his disappointed thoughts. "Wait, I'm going to sleep anyway ..."
She nodded briefly and wanted to go to her room. Suddenly another gust of wind rattled the windows and doors briefly but violently.
Startled, she took a step back, stumbled and dragged Ranma, who had stepped behind her, to the ground with her.
5 seconds and 2 bright red heads later, Akane struggled to get up. Below her lay a fiancé, also the color of a tomato.

"Oh, I uh ... sorry, I was just so scared ... because, well, the wind and the clanking ... uh, I ... I'll go upstairs then."Akane hastily tried to talk his way out of the embarrassing situation.

* Oh my god, ... I'm curious how I'll get through the night. If I can't sleep, I'll be drowsy again tomorrow and won't notice anything ... *
Meanwhile, Ranma had caught herself and brought herself under control.

"No problem. I hope you can sleep well in the storm." As he said the last sentence, he suddenly noticed that Akane had turned pale around the nose.
"Hey, is what? Akane, what is it?" Big brown eyes looked at him from below. They were both back on their feet, but neither made their way to bed for good.
Another clap of thunder made her jump. * Oh my god, I'm not going to sleep. What if I just ask him ...? *

“Ranma?” Actually her voice should sound more confident than she did at this moment. She was shocked herself at how softly she suddenly spoke.“Yes, what is it?” He avoided looking her straight in the eye. Had he done that, the situation would likely have gotten out of hand, at least for his part.

"I ... I wanted to ask if I ... if I was with you ... I mean, it has nothing to ... it's just that I ..." she took a deep breath.

* Off with this stuttering! That is not to be endured with you! * she scolded herself in thought.

"Can I sleep with you? I can't sleep in thunderstorms and Kasumi is not there and Nabiki is gone and ... I mean, not in bed with you, only in the room ..." the tip of her nose colored again. Ranma, however, had to smile, even though his heart had started to race.

"Yes, of course. You can sleep on my father's futon, then you don't have to fix one." Although he was outwardly calm, his thoughts raced.

* In the same room with Akane, if that goes well ... if I'm sleepwalking?When she sleepwalked and lay down with me? I wouldn't mind, but unfortunately she does ... *

His heart felt heavy at the thought that Akane was only seeing him as a buddy. He loved her and he wanted her to love him too, but he didn't want to force anything.

A smile spread across her face, if a little insecure.

"Thanks ... I'll do your maths for you."

The room was dark. The storm howled around every corner, drove into every hole and whipped the branches of the trees. Akane had been listening to this spectacle for two hours. Ranma had long been asleep, of course. He wasn't afraid of anything, apart from the cats ...

She turned her head to her fiancé. He lay there with arms and legs outstretched and slept calmly. She looked almost longingly at his face and then decided to give it a try.

Slowly she crawled out of her bed towards Ranma.She shook his shoulder slightly until he opened his eyes a crack.

"Ranma, I can't sleep, may I ... I mean ..."

Without even letting her speak, he pulled her close, laid her head on his chest and wrapped his arms around her body. He fell asleep again almost seconds later.

Akane lay there, his head bright red. Nestled against him, she felt every single breath he took. He had taken her protectively in his arms and that gave her a feeling of security and security.

The rest of her sleeping fiancé soon made her sleepy and Morpheus soon brought her into his dream world too ...

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“I love you, Akane.” He had hugged her protectively. It wasn't absolutely necessary at the moment, but it just felt good to be holding her. She just stood there with her arms by her side and was pressed against Ranma. He had no idea how she would react, but he just gave it a go.This eternal cat-mouse game couldn't go on like this. He had just seized the opportunity: You were at home alone, everyone else, including Happo, Shampoo and Ukyo, were not there. He had had a good conversation with Akane all evening, they had exercised a little and when she stood there in front of him, he hadn't been