Ranma, Ranma

Summary: Something completely different from me. Oh yes, crazy, but RaAk ^^

Um, this is for my buddy Tobi, who always helps me a lot and is a very good friend to me! Keep it real, Tobi ^^

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, especially not Ranma ½.


It was a beautiful spring day in Japan. No cloud, no matter how small, covered the bright blue sky or the life-giving sun, which created a pleasantly warm temperature with its bright rays. In the meadows the first little flowers awoke from their long, desolate sleep and stretched their necks towards the sun, while the buds sprouted on the trees, eagerly awaiting pollination. For the first time, the birds sang a warm, happy song to free the summer from the cold embrace of winter, which had laid its icy hand over the land for far too long. Every now and then a gentle breeze blew, which didn't harm the day, but made it look even more beautiful.On a day like this, the love gods were not far away either. At the behest of their mistress, wherever they could see even the tiniest spark in people's eyes, they kindled the gift of love so that they could enjoy the happy faces of lovers.

But even a god liked to surrender to rest and watched the hustle and bustle of mortals with interest. So he sat down in the next tree with his bow and only one arrow in his quiver, while he let his eyes wander over the area. He recognized an oak sign that read "Tendo" and, curious as any god, inspected the mortals who had unconsciously welcomed him. Then something very unusual happened, because he was noticeably startled. It was not uncommon for a god of love to meet mortals whom he had once bewitched, like here old Soun, Genma and the beautiful Kasumi, who all fell in love for his arrows.No, it was the two youngsters that his eyes fell on. In every movement, even in her eyes, he could see an irrepressible fire, not just the small spark that often did not stay as a connection for long despite the powerful magic. But still he knew very well that neither of them had used the magic words yet.

As always at lunchtime, all the residents of Soun Tendo's house, but soon that of Ranma Saotome, when he had only been married to the youngest daughter of the house, sat around the table and enjoyed one of the wonderful dishes of the oldest woman, Kasumi. But now, unseen by all, the god of love floated high in the air, drew his last painful arrow from his quiver, sat down and flicked the projectile from the drawn bow at Akane, who soon the arrow, whose flight no one and she had not noticed, under the breast like a fresh flame burned. Like a sick person, she had to breathe deeply again and again and cast secret glances at her fiancé.A sweet sorrow took hold of her soul; Pallor alternated with purple on her face.

None of those present had noticed the change, only the secret glances did not go unnoticed. However, after the failed wedding, the fathers had to take an oath that they no longer dared to harass their children in any way.

After a brief hesitation, because there was a rather unnatural silence at the table, Ranma, who had not noticed anything by either seeing or hearing, got up and wanted to bring his dishes into the kitchen when his fiancée got in his way.

"Can I help you?" She asked in a honeyed voice and took the bowl from his hand with a smile, her hand finding his own.

Ranma lay on the green meadow of his home, let the wind swirl his black hair and sighed softly to himself. A week had passed since the fateful shot and he lay there glad that his fiancée finally left him for a few minutes because she had to bathe.For the last week she was inseparable from him like a burdock.

'It's a wonder we're not at the altar yet, the way she's been acting lately! 'Ranma thought, exhausted from exhaustion.

Not that he no longer desired her newer self - something he would of course never openly admit. No, she had just somehow changed so that he hardly recognized her. Most of all he missed the fire that always burned in her eyes when he annoyed her or made her angry, but now she didn't even flinch, just smiled ...

She also wore make-up now, something she had never thought about before, which she didn't need either, because she was always naturally beautiful. She put on new clothes that made her charms stand out. Something that was supposed to make him look, but rather made him look away. Their behavior also changed. For example, she snuggled closer to him during dinner, sometimes hugging his arm, even resting her head on his shoulder and sighing softly but sensually in his ear.She even had to sleep next to him, which meant for him that he couldn't find any sleep. The more he thought about everything, the more tired he got and eventually fell into a deep slumber.

Aphrodite (alternatively Eve, my little personal Aphrodite ^^) also had a busy week, because her love gods were always particularly active in spring time. But now that they too were resting, she could indulge her own joys again. After such a rough week, she finally wanted to watch her dearest mortals, Ranma and Akane, again. The two were so favored by the goddess of love that they carried a tremendous fire within them, which neither through love potions nor love spells of Aphrodite unfolded into a blossoming love, as long as they did not want it themselves.

When the goddess saw Akane bathing, she immediately recognized the fatal error. The flames in Akane's body licked even higher than usual, and before her face hung a gray veil invisible to a mortal eye.She immediately looked at her preferred mortal and was relieved to see that he was asleep and not influenced by a spell. While she was sending the sleeping youth a vision, she hurried personally, but invisibly, down into the world, since otherwise every human being, beguiled by her beauty, would have fallen in love with the goddess in order to correct this mistake.

In his dream, Ranma was sitting in a wonderful meadow when two tall women came towards him. One of them showed decency and nobility in her whole being, her gaze was modest, her demeanor modest, her robe white without spots. The other was well-nourished and swelling, the white and red of her skin lifted by make-up. Her eyes were wide open, her dress chosen so that her charms shone through as much as possible. Often she looked to her own shadow. As the two came closer, the first stayed at her steady pace, but the second overtook her, ran up to the youth and spoke to him."I see that you are undecided which path to take in love. If you choose me as your girlfriend, I will lead you the most pleasant streets, you will avoid any inconvenience."

Before Ranma could even ask, the woman answered. "My friends call me bliss, but my enemies call me slovenliness."

In the meantime the other woman had also entered. "Me too," she said. "Come to you, because I know your parents and your upbringing and I hope that you will become a master in all things good and great! But know that of everything that is right and desirable, the gods give people nothing without work and effort. If you want to reap, you have to sow, if you want to love, you have to fight, if you want to win, you have to learn the art of fighting; if you want to continue to have control of your body, you have to harden it through work and sweat. "

Here the slovenliness came into her mind. "Do you see what a long, arduous journey your neighbor would like you to take?""Wretches," replied Virtue, "you eat before you starve and drink before you thirst. No bed can be soft enough for you. You let your friends sleep through the nights and sleep through the best part of the day. Although you are immortal Cast out by the gods and despised by good people. In me, on the other hand, artists have a welcome helper. Food, drink and sleep taste good to my family. The younger are happy about the applause of the old, the older about the honor of the young and make up your mind with such love and the most blessed lot lies before you! "

From this strange dream Ranma woke up with palpitations. 'So if I want my old Akane back, I have to do something. Fight for it, but how? I know I have to offer her something that I would never have done before! ', he thought, jumped up, thanked all the gods he knew and sprinted to Akane's room.

In this room Akane, who had freed Aphrodite from the love veil, was just putting on her underwear and thinking about the past week.Yes, she could remember everything, but it seemed to her as if someone else had always directed her fate.

'Oh no, what will Ranma think of me now? 'she asked herself, wanting to pull on her tracksuit and talk to him about the week when the door to her room was thrown open and her fiancé looked at her. Before she could do more than blush to the tips of her hair, however, he began to babble.

"Um, I know it's a little bit incongruous now and everything, but I wanted to ask if, um, you might be interested in training with me."
Ranma's words were almost overturning and only now did he notice that his fiancée was only standing opposite him in her underwear and blushed just as well.

Akane listened in disbelief and even forgot her missing clothes for a short time when Ranma's blush brought her back to the floor.
"I would be so happy," she growled menacingly."and I hope my first exercise is to show you how far I can fly a pervert!"

Ranma couldn't suppress his smile and didn't listen to her threat either, as he was so glad to have his Akane back. Without thinking he walked up to her and hugged her. To his great joy, he felt that she was hugging him too.

"Finally you are the Akane again that I know and love," he whispered in her ear and smiled. Then he broke the hug and walked out the door, calling back to her again.
"I'm waiting for you downstairs!"

When he slammed the door, he suddenly realized what exactly he had said to Akane. He leaned