Nihao!

      Well here is my first attempt to post a fan fic I have writen to a 
list. c&c always welcome. Please not, however, that all mail regarding 
my poor spelling will be gleefuly printed out, then used as a dart 
board.

                                                    JG
(PS) Please ingore the Jusenkyo Productions, it's an ols joke and would 
take to long to explain.


Here's the seen an empty romantic beach
You and I are all alone
Playful times when we ran holding hands
It all goes still.

The look that's in you eye some how scares me
What is there for us to fear
In the skies, in the seas, in the waves
So far away

Ah, don't think I can withstand this feeling
Just the touch of your hand
Can't you see that I still need some time
Till I'm ready again

As you brush the sand away from my lips
Touch me so tenderly
We're so close I see myself in your eyes
Just where I want to be...............

Jusenkyo Productions Proudly Presents
A Ranma � fan fic
					Platonic
All characters copyrighted by Takahashi-sama, Shogakukan Productions, 
and Viz Video. All are used here without permission, but hey, I'm a 
college student, if I had any money I would be buying manga and anime 
instead of writing fan fics to get my �fix'.

(Please note, this takes place shortly after the events that took place 
in the original video animation An Akane to Remember)

	He saw the blow coming, he knew that no matter what he did, no matter 
how good he was in martial arts, he would never dodge that blow. His 
mind considered that for the split second he had. Shampoo, Ukyo, and 
Ryoga were all much faster than her, no doubt about that. And yet, where 
he could always move faster than them and dodge out of the way, this was 
the one person he could not dodge. She always manage to hit him. He 
thought of all of this in that split second he had. Then his time was 
up, and so was he.
	
	"Ranma you jerk!"
	
	And with that, Saotome Ranma of the Saotome School of Anything Goes 
Martial Arts was flung once more into the garden pond of the Tendo Dojo 
by the right upper cut of his intended, Tendo Akane of the Tendo School 
of Anything Goes Martial Arts.
	
	Ranma braced himself for the moment of disorientation that his change 
brought about. He had never gotten use to it. It was still as much of a 
shock to his system as the first time when his father had hit him into 
Naynniichuan. He felt himself shrinking, hips rounding, breast 
developing, and some organs disappearing while others took their place. 
	
	Ranma-chan climbed out of the pool and demanded, "Jeze Akane, why'ja go 
and do that for? I just said that Ukyo makes really good okonomiyaki and 
that you should maybe ask her help in making it."

	The short haired girl eye's narrowed and she began to glow dangerously. 
"Oh, so you're saying that I can't even make okonomiyaki?" Akane started 
advancing on Ranma.

	The okonomiyaki in question was sitting on the table in the dojo. A 
mouse came up and took a piece of it. It fell to the floor, its legs 
twitch.

	Ranma backed up until she hit the stone wall that surrounded the whole 
dojo. Once again she knew that there would be no way of avoiding the 
blow. But Ranma was stubborn, and not likely to  give up without a 
fight.

	"Akane" the pigtailed girl protested, "That's not what I meant. I meant 
that Ukyo could give you a few tips on making yours taste even better."

	Akane was not slowing down, or stopping in her approach. Ranma raised 
her arms hopeing to block the blow and wondered where the tomboy would 
boot her to this time.

	But the blow never came.

	Slowly, Ranma lowered her arms a bit to find Akane staring at her with 
a strange expression on her face. Dropping her arms at her side, Ranma 
asked with concern.

	"Akane, are you ok?"

	Akane did not reply. She only shook her head and walked back into the 
house.

	"What was that all about?" Ranma wondered out loud.

	Unbeknownst to both Ranma and Akane, someone watched their exchanged 
from the second floor of the Tendo household. That person turned when 
she heard her door being open. A slight smile touched her lips as a 
small black piglet with a yellow and black striped bandana around his 
neck, came through the door.

	"Oh, P-chan, how did you get in here?" She asked.

	Ryoga had been looking forward to seeing Akane once more. An unexpected 
voice snapped him out of his day dream. Looking around Ryoga figured out 
just who's room he had wandered into, no small feat for him.

	Now how did I end up here? The Eternal Lost Boy wondered.

	He felt himself being picked up by his bandana until he was face to 
snout with the person who spoke.

	"Ryoga, we need to have a little talk about what happened in the forest 
of Ryugenzawa."

	P-chan froze, she knew!

	The girl smiled and nodded, as if reading his thoughts. "I know 
everything that happens in my house. And I must say that I am a bit 
disappointed in you. However, I need to know what happened to Ranma and 
Akane in that forest, and only you can tell me. I will not tell Akane 
about her �P-chan' if you help. Now, will you help me?"

	P-chan nodded his agreement, what else could he do? As he was carried 
down to the kitchen he thought, I never would have thought that she 
would use blackmail.
	
	Ranma had quickly found some hot water and turned back into his male 
form. Still troubled by the look that Akane had given him, he decided to 
go into the dojo to work out.
	
	Maybe a kata or two will take my mind off her he thought. The subject 
of his thoughts had been Akane as of late, but he would not admit that 
to anyone, not even himself.

	He was half way through long three, a nice little warm up kata that his 
father had taught him, when he sensed the door to the dojo being opened. 
Not missing a beat, Ranma went through the last part of the kata and 
settled into a horse stance in front of his visitor.

	"Hello Kasumi." he said.

	Kasumi inclined her head a bit in greeting. In one arm she held the now 
wet P-chan, and in the other, a recently emptied bucket of cold water.

	"Ranma," she said with a hint of steel in her voice, "Ryoga told me 
what happened in Ryugenzawa. We really need to talk."

	Akane had been lying on her bed for a few hours now. She wasn't day 
dreaming, nor was she sleeping. Actually, she was concentrating quite 
hard. She was looking at the picture that Ranma had given her last 
Christmas. Or to put it more accurately, of the picture of Ranma, in the 
picture that Ranma had given her last Christmas. As it happened, her 
thoughts were also on her fiance. Amazingly enough, she too never 
admitted this to anyone, again, not even herself.           There was a 
knock on her door.       
           "Yes." She said, still looking at the pigtailed martial 
artist.

           "Akane, may I come in?" A voice said.
	           Akane got up and opened the door. "What is it Kasumi?" She 
asked.


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