On Sun, 1 Dec 1996, Joseph Palmer wrote:

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J.
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[A Ranma 1/2 Fan fiction] 
 
By Joseph Palmer 
 
	"What is it with you and cold water anyway?" Nabiki wasn't looking for 
an answer, it was just a question that had crossed her mind from time to time. 
	"Oh, you should have seen it!" Akane chimed in. "He was reaching 
for some carrots at the back of the display when those mist things 
came on, and of course the nozzle picked that moment to come off, 
I turned around and he, well she,  was soaked." 

[[[really good stuff snipped]]]

	The futon and quilt were cold against his legs and arms. He lay looking 
at the ceiling panels, the room now glowed in a strange orange light. He 
heard Akane return from the back, and enter the room. She knelt next to 
Ranma and brushed the hair out of his eyes. He reached up and pulled her 
on top of himself, his lips finding hers. They kissed passionately, Akane 
lying fully on top of him, this time there was no guilt, no fear, just a joyous 
sharing and anticipation.  
	She broke the kiss, then pecked him on the nose. "See you in the 
morning." She whispered. 
	"See ya..." Was all Ranma could think to say. 
	She padded out of the room, he heard the first 3 steps, then a break 
in the rhythm as she skipped the Fourth step. He turned on his side and 
snuggled the pillow, it still smelled like her. 
 
	At breakfast there were a few awkward moments as Nabiki tried to 
accuse them of a night of torrid passion, Kasumi looked at Akane for a 
moment, and the concerned look on her face dissolved. Later Ranma said his 
goodbyes to the others and Akane walked with him to the gate. They kissed 
again briefly and clutched hands, then Ranma ran for home, the approaching 
storm no match for the one in his heart.  

one commment. this matches my concept of the perfect evening, at my age. 
I expect, that as Ranma and Akane's relationship, and their selves, 
matures further, this would be _signifigantly_ different. But for 
now, this is the epitome of adolescent love.

SunDogg 
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