Chapter: Chapter1- Flowers and the end of an engagement

Soo, here is the promised Ranma ff * proud *. Have a little more patience, the rest will come too. I just wouldn't rely on the fact that there would be a happy ending this time.

Chapter1- Flowers and the end of an engagement

"Raaaaanma !!!!! What are you thinking of ?!" Akane hissed at him. "What is that supposed to mean? I should wake you up and I did that too!" He answered. "But that could have been gentle and WITHOUT cold water!" "I don't wake a macho woman like you with a kiss! I'm not Ryoga!", He shouldn't have said that, because he already had a juicy one Captured slap. “And what does Ryoga have to do with it ?!” Akane's curiosity was aroused. "Well-uh- that's so ...", Ranma didn't know what to do next. "Well tell me," Akane urged him further. “Or are you speechless?” She took a breath for another comment when she heard a squeak behind her. Overjoyed, she turned around. "P-chan!Where have you been all this time, honey ?! "This one immediately jumped into her arms and Ranma almost burst." Well, are you lost again? I thought you wanted to fight me last month ?! Has your sense of direction let you down again? "P-Chan glared at him. Akane snapped at Ranma:" Firstly, P-Chan is not Ryoga, secondly how can a pig fight you, thirdly only Ryoga has such a bad sense of direction and fourthly I cannot understand how you react little piglet can be jealous! "P-Chan looked up at Ranma, confident of victory. Ranma stomped out of the room. Akane looked after him angrily until he was gone. Her expression suddenly changed. Sadly, she went to the closet, took out her school uniform and changed -Chan looked up at her in amazement at her change of heart. "What is she doing?" Akane went downstairs, ate her breakfast that Kasumi had put out for her and then left the house without a word."Hey Akane, wait!" Ranma shouted after her, but she just ignored him. Ranma stopped in front of her, panting. "You could have waited," he looked into her eyes, but she turned away and walked on. "Akane !!" "You can me, Ranma!" She turned to him briefly. Ranma stared at the clock. “Oh shit, we're late!” He grabbed Akane's hand and pulled her with him. "Ranma, let go!" "Do you want to be late ?!" "No, but ..." The school gate was closed when they reached the school. “Too late.” Akane sat down in front of the gate, panting. Ranma didn't seem particularly out of breath. “Come on!” He picked Akane up and jumped with her over the wall straight into the classroom. Fortunately, the teacher was still held up and came so later. The others in the class were amazed when Ranma jumped through the open window with Akane in her arms. "What are you looking at?", A blushed Akane asked her classmates, "that doesn't mean anything." "Oh really? "They didn't seem to be particularly convinced of the explanation. She and Ranma were spared further questions because the teacher entered the class.
During the break, the two of them, each in a different corner of the schoolyard, continued to be pestered with questions. Again and again they confirmed that there was nothing between them. The others stopped asking, disappointed.
On the way home the two walked in silence, Ranma on the fence and Akane on the street. They also avoided each other as best they could during dinner and the rest of the day. In the evenings they went to bed early. But neither of them could fall asleep right away. Ranma stared at a hole in the ceiling and Akane looked at her little piglet, who had fallen asleep exhausted in her arms. She carefully put the pig under her covers, put on a thick sweater, and crept into the garden. Everything seemed to be asleep. Ranma listened hard.From everyone in the house he could hear each person's footsteps, and that was clearly Akane. Only - what else was she doing outside at that time? He had to know that. He got up and went to the door, wanted to open the door but quickly turned around at the half-open door and ran back into the room. There he opened the closet and took out thick clothes. It would have been too cold outside in boxer shorts. When he was finally finished he left the room on tiptoe so as not to wake his father. He thought hard: what else does she want outside at 11? `suddenly he knew the answers to the questions he had been asking himself all along. Now he also knew what to do. He was standing in the garden of the tendos, with Akane sitting in front of him and looking up at the moon and the infinite number of stars. `what is she thinking? `he would have loved to know. "Sit down" without turning around to him she had said this.Ranma's heart was racing. As if petrified, he stands there. How Akane sat in the grass, lit by the moon, took his breath away. At that moment it all looked so fake, as if it were all a dream. How cute she looked, very different from Ukyo, Shampoo, Kodashi and all the others Ranma was still engaged to. She was all in one: the indomitable and yet the one who was there for everyone. Ranma was frightened. What was he thinking ?! Akane and cute? Never in life. Something like that can only be found by idiots like Kuno and Ryoga! He shook his head vigorously to drive the thought away, but it stubbornly stayed in place, in Ranma's head. Finally he gave up the 'fight' with his head and sat next to Akane. "I've been thinking." Akane turned expectantly to him, who looked at her with a red head. He didn't know why he was blushing, but luckily you couldn't see them in the darkness that prevailed."What is it?" Akane chopped off. He swallowed hard again, put his arm over his head to protect himself from being hit so hard by Akane's hammer, and then continued. "I'll ask your father to break the engagement." Now it was out. But the expected beatings did not materialize, and he looked at his fiancée in amazement. This just looked at the ground. "If you think it's for the best," she said with a sad undertone in her voice. 'What's she got? I thought she didn't want to be engaged to me anyway. Should someone understand that ?! 'thoughtfully he crept back into his room.
Akane had buried her face in one of her heart-shaped pillows. 'That idiot! Now I'm crying about that idiot too! Grrrr !!! she got up again furiously. Her throat was dry as dust. She padded softly down the creaky stairs into the kitchen. To her amazement, the light was on. 'Is there anyone else awake besides me?I thought they were all asleep. `Believing it was just one of her sisters, she walked into the kitchen. She was terrified. "What are you doing here?" "Have a drink," said Ranma coolly. "You're still allowed to, right?" Akane angrily walked up to him. She looked coldly at him with her otherwise warm brown eyes. Her fiancé got goose bumps. She reached out, but this grabbed her wrist. "Let go of me immediately!" she hissed at him. "Didn't you hear ?! You should let go of me, you .... you ...." "You what? Tell me, tell me how you want to abuse me today!" His evil eye turned into another, someone that Akane could not read. Maybe he showed disappointment, anger, sadness. She didn't know. She didn't know what to do, she had never seen Ranma like this before. She dropped her arm, whose wrist Ranma was still holding. His grip loosened. He looked at her. With: "I think the decision was the best solution.Sleep well, Akane, "he left the room. She looked at the glass in front of her, the one from which Ranma had just drunk his milk." No, it wasn't, Ranma. "She was shocked by these words. Hopefully he hadn't heard this anymore, but he was probably now in his bed and slept soundly. But Ranma was still standing in the hallway and couldn't believe his ears." Wasn't it the best solution? But I thought - he went to bed, it was all a bit long for 2 minutes. Akane's heart, which had just been beating very quickly, calmed down again and after a glass of tap water she decided to go back to bed.
Slowly she went down the stairs. For a long time she had thought about the conversation between her and Ranma. She felt bad this morning. She was afraid, afraid that Ranma would tell her that they were no longer engaged. Whenever she thought of her fiancé, anger rose up inside her. But lately another feeling prevailed, one which she tried to suppress.Whenever she walked through the park after school she saw couples, she became more and more aware that she had no one to hug her and comfort her when she cried. She was lonely, Kasumi was finally with Dr. Tofu engaged and Nabiki and Kuno, who knows why, were now together, Genma and Nadoka got along great again and Nadoka got along well with the metamorphoses of Ranma and Genma. Ranma wasn't lonely either, he still had Ukyo and Kodashi as admirers. Shampoo was finally together with mousse. Only she - she was lonely, of course she had her admirers too, but they only wanted them to show how great they were. She looked sadly out the window, a gentle breeze made her curtains fly. There were flowers on her desk. Violets to be precise. `Where do you think they come from? `something occurred to her. She quickly looked around her bookshelf, but it seemed as if it had been swallowed up by the floor. She also looked around her room, searching.It was there, on her bedside table. She quickly scanned the book's table of contents and opened the page. It was there. She was frightened. Who could they be from? Kuno only ambushes her at school, just like the other boys. Ranma? She couldn't imagine that. She looked at the book that was on her legs. His headline "The Language of Flowers" beamed at her. She looked again at the violets that adorned her desk, got up and picked them up. “They mean: I secretly love you,” she mumbled to herself, “who are they from?” She went down the stairs and sat down in her place in the living room. To her astonishment, Ranma was already awake and stuffing his food into himself. Again and again he looked at her briefly from the side before he devoted himself to one of his favorite pastimes: eating. Then he got up