Here's a quick little something I thought up while watching
the first Ep. of the Original Series last night...  I
guess it was inevitable, given my history, ne?  <smirk>

As always, C&C is anticipated, accepted, and appreciated.

All original Ranma1/2 Characters and Backstory Copyright
Rumiko Takahashi, and are used without permission.

Please Enjoy!
Coutuva.


Akane's Secret
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        Tendou Akane lay on her bed, staring up at, but not seeing
the patterns in her ceiling.  She had just endured what could be
considered an 'unusual' day, and one that had turned her entire
life upside down.  It had begun with her father's cryptic
announcement that he had 'arranged' for one of his daughters to
marry his friend's son.  That was bad enough, but when she had
been 'volunteered' for the job by her dear sisters, things got
much worse.
        First, a panda showed up with a red-haired girl slung
over it's shoulder, scaring the daylights out of her and her
sisters.  Her father was as shocked as everyone else, having been
expecting his friend and the son.
        When the girl introduced herself as Saotome Ranma, the
name her father had used for his friend's son, Akane had been
secretly delighted, although she didn't let on right away.
Maybe her father had it wrong; Maybe the 'son' was actually a
daughter.  That was certainly a possibility, given how Japanese
names worked, and taking into account what looked like pretty
sloppy handwriting.
	The red-haired girl was cute, well-built, and seemed to
radiate a strength that washed over anyone near her.  She also
seemed quiet and shy at first, hardly even reacting when Nabiki
was poking at her breast.  Akane frowned slightly at the memory,
knowing Nabiki was always was one to take advantage of a situation.
        Akane had felt like telling her off, but left it at a
cold glare.
	Later, when she invited the red-haired girl to spar with
her in the Dojo, she had been amazed at her ability.  The
effortless grace with which she avoided attacks, the bright smile
on her slightly smug face, and the flash in her bottomless blue
eyes belied her initial reserve, and Akane had felt more alive
just being near her.
        Akane's comment as she left the Dojo afterwards had gone
unanswered, which at the time she wrote off to the red-haired
girl's shyness.  She had been totally unprepared for what happened
next, however.
	Already undressed for her own bath, she had been quite
happy to see the red-haired girl's clothes in the changeroom,
anticipating a pleasant bath with her.  Seeing a BOY in the tub
had scared her out of 10 years growth, especially since he was
standing up, nude, and looking right at her.  She had panicked,
assuming that he had broken in and done something awful to the
red-haired girl, and she had come along just as he was leaving.
	She still shuddered at the thought... a boy... nude... *ugh*.
	Afterwards, when her father's friend had explained their
curses, she didn't want to believe it.  However, when that boy's
father threw him into the koi pond, Akane had almost passed out,
stunned to think that her new friend was really a *boy*.  She
became so upset that she wanted to cry, but the red-haired girl
came to the rescue, providing her with a perfect excuse to vent
her feelings.  She hadn't meant to hit her so hard, but she had
been so... so... disappointed.
        After she recovered, Akane had wanted to apologise to her,
but every time she saw *him*, she was reminded of the scene
in the bath.  That would ruin the mood instantly, and she would
inevitably end up in a screaming match with the guy.
	The red-haired girl had made a few more appearances that
night, as the boy and his father fought numerous and surprisingly
vicious battles, and one or both of them would end up in the pond.
It had been hard on her, since the red-haired girl would simply
peel her shirt and pants off after the battles, and wring them
out off the laundry porch.  The girl certainly wasn't shy about
her body, and that fact that it was such a nice one didn't help.
	Finally, everyone had gone to bed, the boy and his father
bunking in the room upstairs, only a short distance from Akane's
own room.  She could hear their snores plainly, and wondered if she
was the only one awake.  Sighing, she rose from her bed and headed
for the bathroom, knowing she wasn't going to be sleeping for a
while to come.
	As she passed the guest room, she couldn't help but glance
at the door, noting that it was slightly ajar.  Leaning forward,
she peered in the opening at the slumbering forms, suddenly curious
as to how that boy slept.  She had to stifle a soft gasp as she
saw the red-haired girl in the dim light, spreadeagled flat on her
back.  Her feet faced the door, giving Akane a great view of her
assets as she lay sleeping soundly.
	Akane's face flushed instantly, the sight utterly
hypnotizing her.  She could feel her face heat up, followed shortly
by a very warm, pleasant feeling elsewhere.  As she stood drinking
in the view, the red-haired girl moaned softly in her sleep,
the sound sending a thrill down Akane's spine.  The redhead then
rolled on her side gently, pulling her knee up and presenting
her shapely rear to Akane's appreciative gaze.
	Akane licked her drying lips and swallowed hard, using
every ounce of her strength to tear herself away, despite an
almost overwhelming desire to curl up beside the gorgeous body
before her.
	Slumping against the wall, Akane held her now heaving
chest, her eyes closed against the tears that were gathering in
them.  Painfully, she realized that keeping her secret was going
to be much harder now than it had ever been... she was in love
with the red-haired girl.


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END - Akane's Secret                    A Ranma1/2 Fanfic by Coutuva


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