C&C on a wonderful story:

  "Hey, it was my Otoosan who broke the roof!"  Ranma responding in kind.

"Otoosan" is way too respectful for Ranma to use to address his
father; it's generally "oyaji" if I remember correctly, at least when
he's addresses him.  How does Ranma refer to his father in the third?
person?

  "It's delicious!"  In his excitement, Otoosan broke the chopsticks
  in half. "It's just like Okaasan used to make, Kasumi!"  He started
  to cry.

Isn't breaking a chopstick bad luck?  But I don't know about breaking both....

  "Oh my!"  Kasumi blinked, and inside she withered slightly.  "Why
  would she do that?"

"withered" is a bit strong; perhaps something like "twisted inside"?

  Beaming, Kasumi continued.  "And you'll be the first to give Otoosan a 
  grandchild.  Imagine his face."

While I rather like this, it is a bit much; at the very least, I'd
expect to Akane to make a pro-forma protest about this, if not the
mention of marriage before.

  Although she hadn't been fooled by Akane's protestations of complete
  indifference, Kasumi had thought that Ranma cared nothing for
  anything besides martial arts.

I'd expect her to be less certain about Ranma; perhaps "Kasumi had
wondered if Ranma cared for anything..." ?

  Kasumi smiled and began to sing a little ode to the vegetables she
  was cooking.

"tamago-san, tamago-san, ...." :-)

  As Kasumi watched Akane wrap Ranma's head, she reflected that she had 
  severely underestimated the problems those two would have to overcome.  
  Fiancees for Ranma had popped out of the woodwork....  

Very true, but as far as I could tell (from the anime version, at
least) things really started going to hell when "P-chan" showed up;
Shampoo et. al. just compounded things.  But unless you're one of the
three in that weird triangle, the fiancees are the obvious cause.

  Kasumi was certain, too, that nothing could happen until Ranma had
  his curse lifted.

General comment: I hope not....

  He and Kasumi continued to stare into each other's eyes.  Spurred on by the 
  sound of his Okaasan's footsteps, he nodded.  "I understand."

  Kasumi wanted to touch his face, to put the smile back on it.  Instead, she 
  whispered softly, "Someday.  I promise."

*Very good*.

  Perhaps, Kasumi thought, staring at the empty kitchen, she *is* here.

  Smiling, she started to make dinner for her family.

Very, very good.

A wonderful story.  Thanks for sharing it with us.

					- Harold