What You Made My Life

By: Keiko Nakamoto

Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma 1/2 or any of the characters in it.

Notes: Ya know how Ryouga always tells Ranma that he 'made his life hell'? Well, this is about Ryoga and Ranma's thoughts about that very line.

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'You've made my life hell Ranma!' my own words rang in my ears. I stopped walking and sat on a rock.

'Made my life hell.' In a way that's true, I guess. It's pretty damn close to hell when the person you love hates you. But you also gave me something to live for. You think that you're so strong. That no one can beat you. That pride could have killed you by now.

With a flick of my wrist I could break your neck. And I'm plenty fast enough to catch you. You could take Mousse, Shampoo, Ukyou, Akane, Kodachi…they're fine. I don't have to worry about them hurting you. But there are stronger fighters out there who want to challenge you. Fighters that could kill you as easily as I could. Why don't they? Because I fight them for you. Tell them that you were my sensei, or tell them that I AM you, then beat them. That way I know they won't bother you.

I have a bad sense of direction, but I do manage to stay in Nerima. I can tell when I'm getting away from it and I turn around to face exactly where I walked, then retrace my steps. And as long as I'm in Nerima I can get to you if you yell. I can hear your battle cry from anywhere here, and I can make it to you, to see you fight. You are skilled, but I can see that you leave too many openings that lesser skilled fighters like Mousse can't see. A quick punch here a kick there and I, or any other strong fighter, could have you down for the count. I shook my head.

"Oh Ranma…" I whispered. You think you're so perfect, but you have a lot to learn. You need to improve, whether you like it or not. That's what I do. I protect you and I train you. When I fight you, I don't give it my all, I put in just enough effort for you to be pushed a little, but still win. But that's just in our serious fights. When I just attack you out of nowhere, with that little 'prepare to die' thing, I'm not usually even thinking about my attack. You gave me meaning…I could help you improve, keep you safe, even without you knowing.

You haven't made my life hell. You made my life mean something.

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'You made my life hell Ranma!' his words had cut through, straight through my heart and deep into my soul. I made his life hell. Me. Ranma Saotome. I shook my head. What an idiot I was. I managed to ruin the life of the one person that I *truly* loved. Akane's mallet have mercy on me, I love another man…if I still count as one that is. I sighed. I love Ryouga Hibiki. Heaven knows if someone had told me a year ago that I would fall in love with him, I would have socked them across the street and made them take it back. That or I would have laughed them out of town. After all, that would be ridiculous, right? I sighed again.

Nothing's ridiculous anymore.

Lately I've been thinking. I've been thinking about how I could make his life better. Not so…hellish. And the best thing I could think of is sitting in a mini-safe at the Nerima bank. Yes, Nerima has a bank, and that's where I've taken to keeping anything that's important to me. And the little bottle that could improve Ryouga's life certainly counts as important. It's real water from the real Spring of Drowned Boy. It would rid him of his curse. I suppose I could use it but, really, at least I stay human. Turning into a piglet is a ton worse than turning into a girl. Besides, I…I love him. And it's my fault he fell in that spring. So I'll give it to him. Secretly of course.

And I'll do it on Valentine's Day.


~ Owari

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