Some of my stories are now Books! To those who bought it THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT! The Manga will be delayed because we are going to give way for our clients. Well I wanted Ranma to be more "bitter" but some people asked me not to make him "bitter" so ok..

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Stay with Me
Part nineteen: Choices and Decisions

"But it doesn't matter... the reason why I brought you here is because you wanted answers... now I want an answer to my question..." his head came up, his gaze narrowed. "Why did you lie about Sushi?" he asked, Akane stared at him. She was about to turn away, when he closed in on her, taking her shoulders in his hands, forcing her to face him. "The truth, Akane."

"I wanted to hurt you." she spoke softly.

His grip and his features tightened with a combination of frustration and annoyance. "How many times do you want to hurt me, until you are satisfied?" he asked, "How many times?" he yelled at her, he couldn't stop himself from crying now. Truth really did hurt him.

"Ranma..." Akane gasped, seeing his tears. "I.. I am sorry...?" she shook her head, she was totally puzzled now. "I.. was so angry at you-"

"Why are you so angry at me?" he exclaimed, "What did I do to make you hate me so much?" he let go of her arms and looked down, "All I did... was to prepare for our future..."

"Because of that, you ruin our future." she whispered.

Ranma stared at her, "You don't understand Akane... I had no choice-"

"Choice?" Akane asked, staring at him.

His voice grew thick, choked with emotion that swelled inside of him, that almost squeezed his heart. "Rebecca was going to kill you, if I didn't go back with her that time." he said, clenching his fist. "Remember how she killed Katie?" he asked, Akane's eyes widen. "I was with her that time... and god! she was supposed to shoot you if I d-didn't.." he cried, and sat on a rock, "and then I swear.. that I will go back to America, and I will do anything... using the law... to get away from her... I was plan to fight.. until... I receive your letter and the painting..." he said, he wiped his tears and force a smile on her, "That day... I died.. emotionally." he said again.

Akane was very quiet. She's too confused right now. What Ranma is telling her was different to what she read at the letter. Looking at him crying, she couldn't help but feel sad as well, "W-Why didn't you tell me?" she asked, her voice now cracking. "Why didn't you call me? Why didn't you explain? Why?" she asked,

"I tried to call you before I received the painting and the letter... but you were busy with the funeral... and after I received it.. I can't talk to you anymore... My mom... told me to talk to you... but I just can't... because I was afraid to hear your voice... rejecting me. That would be my real ending." he said, forcing to laugh while wiping another bunch of tears coming out of his eyes, but then after a few seconds another bunch of tears, "Though... don't worry... I will not bother you anymore."

"What?" Akane asked,

He sniffed, and stood up. "At least now.. I have already said what I want to say before...Thanks for the opportunity, Akane." he said, his lips shivering.

"But-" Akane stopped herself and wipe her own tears.

His chin held high, he gathered together the tattered shred of his resolve and faced her down, "We have to go back.. or else people would start rumors that could break your reputation," he said, he started walking towards the car.

Akane looked around the land, the land that was suppose to be hers and his... she looked at his back, "Ranma-"

"Yes?" he stopped walking and turned to her.

Akane wiped her tears, "If.. ever... there will be a chance for us-"

Ranma shook his head, "No Akane... please. I've already accepted the fact that there is no 'Us' in the future." he said, sadly. "Its too dangerous and I don't want to sacrifice your freedom just because.." he took a deep breath, "Just because... I love you." he finished.

"I finally release a good punch, Sensei!" said one of the guys while talking to Ranma.

Ranma smirked and he continued to teach the other martial artists some advance kick and punches. Akane sat at the corner, watching silently. He was obviously demonstrating a good angle punch at the guy. Despondency in his rhythmic pounding of flesh against the boxing bag that hung from the corner, his muscles rippling across his back as his patterns grew denser and power ripped through him. His balance didn't waver, his intention didn't dither. Girls were swooning over him because he was naked to the waist, due to sweat. Akane felt someone poke her, she turned and saw Ranma's best friend 'Mark'. He signaled her to go outside, Akane nodded and followed him silently.

A few minutes later, Akane was sitting beside Mark outside the training hall. "So what is it Mark?" she asked, looking at Ranma's American friend.

"Well.. I was just wondering... and I am totally curious..." he stopped and looked at her, "What kind of a guy is Ranma Saotome?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" Akane blinked,

"Well... of course I wanted to know more about my best friend y' know?" he asked, she nodded. "But I knew that the Ranma Saotome, I met here in America is very different than the real Ranma Saotome."

"Why did you say that?"

"Because he looks and acts different when he is with you." he looked up into the sky, "and that... time.. I knew that was the real Ranma Saotome." he grinned, "So I wanted to get to know him... but I can't ask him like that. So I'd figured, I'll go to the one who knew him well."

Akane took a deep breath, "Well... the Ranma Saotome I know... is very egoistic man. He hates loosing, and he loves challenges. He had so many fiancees which wasn't his fault, it was his father." she said, Mark nodded. "He hated school and he just wanted Martial arts." she said, "He is a jerk... and he loves to insult me... " she smiled, remembering those moments.

Mark smiled, "Do you want to know Ranma Saotome in America?" he asked, looking at her.

So this is his real reason. She rolled her eyes, "You should have told me that from the start, instead of asking me a question you know?"

Mark chuckled, "Well that was my main reason, but I was also curious about the real Ranma Saotome, so thanks for the info." he winked at her. "Anyway, are you curious?" he asked, she nodded slowly. Mark sighed, "The first time... I saw Ranma, entering the university... he was a typical Japanese person who doesn't really understand English very much." he looked up into the sky, "and because of that, he was being laughed at-"

"That is unbelievable because In Japan, he was the one who is laughing at people..." she muttered.

"Well, Ranma was being bullied for a month. But he didn't fight back; he even wrapped a handkerchief with his pen on his hand," he said, while demonstrating the invisible wrapper and the pen, "the pen was attached like this," he said, showing it to her. "Did you get it?" he asked, Akane remembered she did that to Ryoga, she just nodded. "One day, I had the chance to ask him, at first he didn't really understand so I had to... like get a Japanese dictionary! hahaha that was cool." he blushed, "and well because I am very fanatic with Animes and Japanese culture so I knew a few basic words, and then we became friends." he gave her a big smile.

"That's great..."

"So then I ask him one day, why is he studying very hard; since he told me before that he wasn't like that." he looked up into the sky again. "and he told me... he was in America because he promised someone that he will prepare their future together." he continued. Akane looked down. "He studied all his might, he tried to control his self and avoided fights, but because he is a japanese... he couldn't cope up with the lessons nor the bullying." Mark remembering how Ranma fought for his survival in the school, "He was being bullied, but he never fights back... even if he can... until finally, he joined a Martial arts competition for fun and everyone were shocked. This man can really push you down if he wants you down. Everyone who bullied him, became afraid of him! and that's where Rebecca found him." he said, looking and trying to observe the girl beside him. Looking for her reaction, "Rebecca used Ranma... and Ranma used Rebecca."

"That started everything huh?" she asked,

"I admit that what Ranma did was bad. It was a bad decision, but I understand him... y' know?" he smiled at her, "That time... he is too much focus on how to fulfill his promise to you, so much that he wanted to give you a good future... but in the end... it backfired him." he paused for a while, "But I totally admire his love for you and how he cares for you... so give him a credit for that will ya?" he asked, nudging her.

"Can I ask you a question?" she asked,

"Shoot!" Mark said, beaming at her.

"Why did Ranma lost his smile?" she asked,

Mark frowned, "Well.. he lost his smile when he received your letter and the painting." he stretched his arm, "after that day... he became... like a property of the Sanders. He fights for the school... that was it. That became his life..." he finished. Akane sighed. "Oh well, thanks for this talk Akane, you really are a nice girl... I am not surprise that Ranma totally fell for you" he said, winking. "I did had a crush on you before, but Ranma was totally scary" he laughed. Akane just blushed.

That Night...

After the dinner, Ranma decided to practice his katas inside the Gym. Since he taught for the whole day, now it is his time practice. He started to do basic katas, and then on from the advance to intermediate then to the difficult ones. After he has successfully finished doing all the Katas he knew, he felt a presence inside the Dojo.

"Do you want to Spar?" the presence asked, as he entered the Gym.

"Why the hell not?" Ranma asked, smiling at Mark. "Let's spar in Karate then?" he asked,

Mark chuckled, "Ohhh Ranma Saotome adjusting his martial arts style for me?" he asked,

"You do not know the Anything goes Style, Mark." he pointed that out.

He rolled his shoulders, worked his way into a stretch. "Fine. Let's do Karate then." Mark said,

Both of them bowed at each other and they begun to fight.

"So did you tell Akane the truth?" Mark let his fist connect with Ranma's unprotected jaw. "Did you seize up the opportunity or chickened out?"

Ranma ignored his question and countered with a knee to Mark's stomach, then followed up a palm heel strike at his head. Game on, with Ranma's hasty smile signaling that if Mark wanted to play by nobody's rules, he was perfectly happy to conform. They fought with ferocity and lethargic grace. Mark had the edge when it came to techniques, he thought. It would be a good idea to teach him some anything goes Martial Arts style, maybe in the future... while he kept dodging his attacks. A few minutes later, they were panting, and they hit the floor really hard, no mats for the both of them. Ranma groaned while Mark was already seeing stars on the ceiling.

"So what are you going to do now?" Mark asked him as he fought free and staggered to his feet.

"Move forward." Ranma said, he didn't bother to get up, then all of the sudden he just kicked out with his leg and took Mark down again with absurd ease. "You're becoming reckless bro," he said, smirking.

"You are just a damn good martial artist." Mark said, smirking.

"Yeah right." he murmured and sat up. "So are we done now?" he asked,

Mark suddenly had his knee to Ranma's chest and his hand to Ranma's throat, "Focus Saotome... every time you think about her, you were loosing focus."

"That is why I decided to let go of her," Ranma words emerged breathless, but after a few minutes he moved fast to counter Mark and now Mark was again down. "Remind me that I should teach you how to guard your back," he said, he loosened his grip and stood up. Then he held out his hand to help his best friend from the floor. But before he could hauled him to his feet, the door of the gym opened widened.

"Saotome-Sensei! Someone is drowning!"

She was sinking beneath the surface, she sucked in breath, gulped salt water, she needed to fight her way back up, needed to kick hard and breach the liquid barrier above her but she wasn't a good swimmer, yet she kept kicking and kicking but nothing is working, her limbs wouldn't cooperate. What a shame to die in this beach. she thought. A seconds later, she felt strong hands rescuing her; and she was being raised up and being pulled away from the water. Then second more, she felt hot lips on hers and someone performed a CPR on her, Air burst into her lungs, she cough sharply, splitting the water.

"Akane? Akane?" he urged in a harsh voice. "Please speak to me, Akane..."

Ranma? That voice is definitely him... she coughed again, her throat raw, and burning. A sob welled up somewhere from inside, She is alive... thank God. She opened her eyes, "R-Ranma?" she asked, softly.

"Yes, Akane... I am here.." he said, "call me names if it pleases you..." he added, quickly.

"Baka. Jerk. Hentai. Pervert." she sputtered, thought it came out as little whisper.

He smiled at her, "yokatta..." he whispered in japanese.

"W-What happened?" she asked, as Ranma guided her to seat, then she felt his chest supporting her back.

"That's my line. Kawaiikune." Ranma said, sighing. He scowled her. "You know that you can't swim so why did you even tried? This isn't a swimming pool. It's the beach, Akane. The Beach." he reminded her. "I can't even save you because there were people looking, good thing Mark pulled you away from the water." he added.

Akane blushed, "I dropped.. something.. and it was dragged away towards the sea..." she whispered.

"What was that important thing that almost cost your life?" Ranma growled,

"No-Nothing..." Akane said, wiping her tears and coughed again.

"Open your palm, I want to know what was the thing that you wanted to save." he commanded her.

Akane sighed and opened her palm, Ranma gasped, it was the ring that he gave her. He picked it up, and looked at it. "This was the thing you wanted to save?" he asked her, she nodded. "What for?" he asked, clenching his fist. "You don't need this!" he yelled and threw the ring to the Sea.

"NOO!" Akane yelled, push him away and felt her body shivered, "No..." she said, looking at the direction where Ranma threw the ring.

"I can't believe that you almost died just because of that ring-"

She turned to him, hitting his chest. "DAMN YOU RANMA! IT WAS THE ONLY MEMORY I HAVE FROM YOU WHEN I LEAVE AMERICA!" Akane yelled.

He grabbed her hands. "I told you Akane, you don't need it." His gaze turned cold, "So get over it." he said, letting go of her hands.

"Akane!" Ashley approached them, "What happen?"

Ranma took off his Gi jacket and wrapped it around Akane's shoulder, "Ashley, take Akane to your room. She needed to get warm." he said,

"Baka Ranma..." she muttered, while crying but she let Ranma guide her to stand up and then handed her to Ashley.

When Akane left him, he opened his fist and there was the ring. He really didn't threw it towards the Sea, he just couldn't. But if this will make Akane bound with the past and with him, he has to keep it.

"Do you have painkillers in your cabinet?" Mark asked, looking at Ranma sitting on his chair inside his room. "Yo, Ranma! Come back to earth!"

"Huh?" Ranma asked,

"Painkillers." he growled, "After my workout with you, I dived into the beach to save your girl. So why aren't you grateful to me, wimp." he said, smirking

"Don't call me wimp, you moron." Ranma replied back.

"So give me painkillers now, dimwit." he muttered,

"Fine. Go get one at the left side, Idiot." he replied again.

"So why did you throw that thing that she almost risked her life just to save it? It is so obvious that it is important to her." he said, opening the bottle and took one pill, then he swallowed it. "And also what was that thing?" he asked. Ranma showed it to him, it was a ring. A ring that is heart shaped with crystal all around. Mark picked it up and observed the ring, he saw the initials A.T heart R.S. "You gave this to her?" he asked.

Ranma nodded, "She thought, I threw it... but I can't do that."

"So why didn't you gave it back-"

"I wanted to stop this madness." Ranma shook his head, "That ring holds a big memory between our relationship. She may not move forward, since she already knows the truth and then having that ring as well. I was trying to discourage her-"

"The Decision of loving you, or moving forward is for her to decide and not you." he pointed out to him, then he gave back the ring to him. "Just like how you decided to move forward. She didn't made that choice for you, you decided that." he hobbled towards the refrigerator and opened it, he took one apple. "Damn it.. my body.. it hurts..." he muttered.

"So what do I have to do?" he asked,

Mark took a bite on the apple, "Give it back to her. That ring belongs to her. You gave it to her, so you have no right to take it back. Except, if she tells you to have it already." he said, then he bit another part of the apple. "Its also her decision if she wants to forget you or not. Don't decide for her. If you do, the result will be totally bad." he said, sighing.

Ranma looked at the ring on his palm.

The Next day...

Everyone gathered at the gym, Rebecca's father smiled at everyone. "Hello, My name is Mr. Sanders and I am really happy that everything went smooth with this training camp before the big day." he said, looking at everyone. "Since this is going to be the last day before going back to the school, and on Monday will be the competition... how about let's have a dance party?" he asked, Ranma and the other officers looked at each other. "I've already made arrangement at the nearest hotel in this beach, so tonight let's have our one last dance party." he said, "and on Monday... may the best Martial artist win." he said, Everyone whispered, some were excited and some were thinking if they would buy some gowns. After that, Mr. Sanders interrupted them, "As for the gowns and make-ups for girls, everything is well paid. A group of people will go to your rooms and give you a magazine full of clothes, once you choose what dress, you'll be wearing it. Same for the guys. Just remember that Sanders International School isn't just an ordinary University. It is a very special University. So I hope one of you might transfer?" he winked, most of the people gasped and started talking that they will enroll at the Sanders for the next semester.

Akane looked at Mr. Sanders talking to Ranma, who just nodded. Mr. Sanders really trusted Ranma; as the future heir of the Sanders International School. Ranma replied and then Mr. Sanders smiled and patted his shoulder, it looks like what Ranma said, pleased the old man.

Akane looked down. And he was suppose to be the heir of the Anything goes Martial arts School..

"Hey Akane! Are you excited about this?" Yoojin asked, her eyes shinning. "This school is definitely best. I will persuade my parents for me to enroll here for the next semester." she said,

Ashley nodded, "Oh Yoojin! Let's do that! You guys were like my sisters already!" she said,

Zhi giggled, "Oh I hope I can convince Mama and Papa... I just hope, what about you, Akane?" she asked,

Ashley frowned, "I know that Akane would want to enroll too, but knowing about her past with Ranma..." she nudged her, "right?" she asked, Akane just smiled. "Anyway! Let's all go to our rooms and wait for the person who is in charge of our clothes!" she said,

Akane looked at Ranma, as she was being dragged by her roommates. Ranma smile faded when his eyes met hers, he looked away and continued to talk to Mr. Sanders.

Akane glanced around the hotel's crowded dance floor, with its pulsating colored lights and equally pulsating bass beat, looking for her room mates. She was too late when she arrived because she did not mind if she was the last person to be make-up and be fixed. But now she regretted the decision because she couldn't find Zhi, Yoojin and Ashley. She sighed and pulled her dress down to cover her knees, the dress was sliding up whenever she moves. When she pointed at this dress using a childish rhyme named 'Eeny, meeny, miny, moe', she didn't realized what kind of dress it was. Zhi, Yoojin and Ashley gasped when it was showed to them. It was the kind of dress which usually featured in the glossy pages of an expensive magazine and they all even heard the name of the designer of the gown, she swallowed and asked her room mates if they want to exchange, but the girls told her that it looks perfect on her. The dress' color was kind of rich red syrup and it was really sexy. When her room mates ask her to try it on, she sighed and tried it on. Obviously this kind of dress, it was impossible to wear a bra, unless you happened to have one those backless, halter-neck bras, which she doesn't have any.

"Oh my God! Akane! you look sexy and gorgeous!" Ashley growled,

Akane sighed, "This is impossible, I'll take it off."

"Don't you dare!" Zhi yelled, "It is you. Wear it for tonight."

And so she did, but she felt so uncomfortable. The red satin seemed to mould her skin like cream poured over a peach and the rich material skated over her bottom and clung to her breast. The dress sung of sensuality and quality. She growled when she felt the dress glided up again, she sighed and decided to take her seat, again… adjusting her dress. She smiled at the bartender who stared at her directly then his gaze went down to her breast. She blinked and tried to cover herself. "Champagne please?" she asked, sarcastically. A few minutes later, she kept looking around while taking a sip of her champagne. Why the heck am I here? I should have stayed at our room...

Ranma's eyes wonder around, obviously looking only one person. But he kept smiling at the people greeting him. Then all of the sudden, he saw a beautiful lady at the bar, wearing a very sexy red dress. He couldn't see the color of her hair because the place was a little bit of dark, but when she turned her head to look around, he stared at her. Akane?

"What's wrong Saotome-sensei?"

Wrong? he repeated in his mind, Why is Akane wearing something like that? It was totally wrong, like she was flaunting herself in front of everyone. He narrowed his eyes, but then she was free to do that, and that he can't deny she looks very beautiful. He swallowed.

"Sensei?" asked one of the guys.

He narrowed his eyes when he saw some guys are now approaching her, he excused himself and went towards her. As he was getting closer, he could see that Akane didn't like the attention.

"No.. I'm sorry, I don't want to dance..."

"You heard her. She doesn't want too, so stop bothering her." he scowled the other martial artists. He dragged Akane towards the terrace. "What the hell are you playing at?" he asked, in Japanese.

She blinked at him in confusion, his aqua eyes looked as she'd never seen them before. "What do you mean?"

"You look..." he stopped, his words failed him.

"Not cute?" she frowned.

He shook his head, "No.. that's not it," he said, cursing. "Why the hell did you chose to wear that dress?" he asked, sarcastically.

Akane sighed, "Blame it with the ''Eeny, meeny, miny, moe' I did that and this dress is the result."

His face darkened even more, "Well... it looks good on you, but I hate it because guys kept staring at you." he said, honestly.

She blushed, "Well I am an available woman, am I correct?" she asked, looking at the sky.

"Yes. But you aren't here to flirt, you are here to win the championship... if you do, it will be a good reputation for the Anything goes Martial arts." he said, looking at her.

Akane nodded, then she bit her lower lip which made Ranma stared at her lips. "Is there a chance... for us to compete each other?" she asked, now looking at him.

Ranma nodded, "Yes. If you win every battle.. you will face me." he looked down, "Are you ready for that?"

Am I ready to fight him? Before she was so sure, actually she wanted to kick his butt really hard. But knowing the truth now and realized her feelings... she doesn't know anymore, then she shivered at the cold night.

Ranma took off his tuxedo coat and put it around her shoulders, "You know, you should go back to your room." he said,

"I guess you're right." Akane said, accepting the coat, "I really don't feel like partying... and to top that, I can't find Zhi, Yoojin or Ashley." she sighed,

Ranma coughed, "They left this place, thirty minutes ago with their dates." he said, "Let me take you, to your room."

At the entrance of the room, because all the martial artists were at the party, so it was so obvious that it was just them. When Akane successfully unlocked the door. She turned to him, "Thanks.. Ranma..." she said,

"No problem.." Ranma said, but before he could turn away, he felt Akane's hands wrapped around his neck and kissed him passionately. Ranma at first was shocked at what happened but her scent, her body moving towards him, he couldn't stop himself anymore. The desire was too strong to resist. His mouth drove down on Akane's and she shuddered beneath the sweet pressure of his lips. "Akane..." he ground out as he tore his mouth away from hers.

"Yes?"

Almost helplessly, Ranma swept her in his arms, and carried her towards his apartment. When they were inside his private apartment, he started kissing her, pressing his body closer to hers. He stopped kissing her and his mouth moved to her right ear, whispering softly. "Akane, damn it.. why did you kiss me?" he breathe helplessly, his breath warm against her right ear and he bit it.

"B-Because..." Akane moaned, "Because I want you.. Ranma...I also want you to be my first..."

"Really?" he murmured, "But we are through right?" he whispered, he knew that it would make Akane stop if she heard something negative like that. He just knew it. But he groaned in surprised when Akane moved her body seductively to his. It didn't affect her, "Damn it..." he cursed,

"Just one night Ranma.. only for this night... Stay with me..." she said, hoarsely.

Ranma stared at her, "No regrets?" he asked, his eyes full of passion. His lips on hers.

"No... regrets.." she gasped into his mouth. "No.. regrets.." she repeated.

Ranma opened his eyes. Then closed it, finally opened again when he felt someone moved beside him. He held his breath for a moment as he recalled what just happened last night. Akane! His heart hammered in his chest, and then he looked at the clock and it said five o clock in the morning, he took a deep breath. He slowly turned his body without waking her, Without the dress she looked so much like a goddess in a painting. If only he has some paper right now, he would want to draw her right there. Then his eyes caught the small tissue at his drawer. He moved carefully, praying that Akane won't wake up. He reached out for his towel at the sofa, wrapped it around his waist. He went to the drawer and peeling the tissue, picked up the ring. He looked at the ring and then at the sleeping Akane on his bed.

"The Decision of loving you, or moving forward is for her to decide and not you."

He sat back on the bed, and carefully took her right hand and slid the ring to her ring finger.

Akane opened her eyes, when she felt something was sliding on her fingers. Then she gasped and sat abruptly, "My ring!" she gasped.

Ranma froze. "er.. Akane..." he looked away, blushing.

Akane blinked and gasped to cover her nakedness, "Sorry.." she said, then she resume looking at her ring. "I.. thought you threw it?" she asked, looking at him.

"I can't do that..." Ranma said, scratching his head. "I'm sorry.. I just.. didn't want you to be tied up with our memories-"

"What if I do?" Akane asked, looking at him.

He planted a quick kiss on top of her head and moved away from her, "Please Akane, just forget what I had confess before. Let's both move forward-"

"I can't do that! Not anymore!" Akane exclaimed,

His mouth hardened, "You will just make yourself caught up in danger, just like Katie!" he yelled at her. "It is true that I love you, that I want you. Heck I even want to marry you!" he yelled, Akane flushed. "But.. I can't... not anymore." he clasped his hand on hers, "Because I love you too much that is why I have to be away from you. I have to protect you."

"That is so wrong-"

"But it is the right thing to do, Akane." he shook his head and let go of her hands, "Rebecca will be back tomorrow. She will be representing the sanders in the Martial arts competition as well-"

"Well how about this?" Akane asked, looking at him, "If I win against her. You'll come back to me and we will both inherit the Anything goes Martial arts School." she said,

"Akane-"

"But if I lose... I will disappear in your life... forever." Akane looked at him, "It's my choice Ranma, not yours."

"Rebecca is dangerous-"

"I'll fight for you," Akane said, with determination. "If before... you were always fighting for my sake, now this time.. I'll be the one fighting for your sake."

To be Continued...

Ranma: Wow.. GO! GO! AKANE IN THE FANFIC!
Akane: I'm still blushing about how bold Akane can be in this fanfic
Chette: Well some people in the fanpage were requesting more of Akane and Ranma's romantic scene.. ^^;; so there you have it!