We Find Out: 


As Akane runs upstairs, Ranma sees her. 
"She is so beautiful. I mean, what am I saying? She is a macho chick, tomboy, who
 wouldn't give a damn about me. Yet, I just..." he says to himself. 
"Ranma, what are you staring at?" says Akane. 
"Uh, nothing. Nothing at all." 
THAT NIGHT 
"That macho chick doesn't care for me. I mean just today she bang be on the head
 with another mallet. But, somehow, any chance I get, even when I am mean to her,
 I just want to be there, with her." he says, talking to himself. That night he dreamed 
about Akane. She was jogging around the park and he was jogging, too. He looks at
 her and she looks back. She then takes his arm and pulls him to her. She stops and 
kisses him on the cheek. She then says "I know" and he wakes up. 
"Oh, my GOD! I love her. I can't believe it. I love her." says Ranma. 
THE NEXT MOURNING 
Akane goes to the bathroom to change and goes downstairs. She meets Ranma along
 the way down. 
"Uhh, h-hi Akane. G-good mournin'." 
"Hi ! Ranma. What's wrong? You sound kinda nervous." 
"Oh, nothin. I'm gunna eat now." They go downstairs and Ranma keeps staring at 
Akane, admiring her facial glow. He looks periodically, but he tries not to catch 
attention. But he can't resist looking at her. After breakfast, Akane washes the dishes.
 Ranma then goes in the kitchen. 
"Oh, hi Akane. Need any help with those." 
"Nah. I got them." 
"No, please, let me help." 
"Thats ok, Ranma. I got these. Thanks though." Ranma then stands there, staring at 
her back. She can still sense him behind her. She then takes her attention off the
 dishes. She drops a plate, which breaks, and she cuts herself. 
"Oww ! Stupid plate." 
"Akane, let me see." 
"I'm fine. Its ok." 
"No, your cut is big. Let me wash it." Then takes her hand and puts it in the water. She 
makes groans about the sting in her hand from the cut. 
"Leave your hand here. I'll get some bandages." He rushes upstairs and gets the
 bandages. Then he goes downstairs to the kitchen. He takes her hand and just stares 
in space. Holding it tight. Never wanting to let go. He then comes back to reality and 
puts the bandage on. While he is doing this, Akane is staring at him. He tries to ignore 
it, though. 
"Thanks, Ranma. But why did you rush so fast to help and put the bandage on?" 
"Nothin. I just wanted to help. Yeah, thats it. Yeah, I just wanted to help." 
"Ranma, is there something your not telling me?" 
"No, there's nothin. I have to go." He then rushes upstairs. This routine of staring and
 helping her was too much for her. This went on for a week. 
"On Monday, I fell on the floor, and Ranma acted like he was going to get the
 paramedics for her. On Tuesday, Ranma prepared my bed. On Wednesday, Ranma 
was acting so protective. I don't know what I am going to do. He's been acting strange 
and the whole family is wondering why. I just have to find out." Akane said to her friend. 
That night, after dinner, it was Akane's turn to go wash the dishes. As usual, Ranma was 
already doing the dishes for her. 
"Ranma, can we talk?" Akane asked. 
"Yeah, sure. What about?" 
"Its about you. Why have you been pampering me all this week? I mean you've been
 so helpful and protective..." 
"I just wanna be nice." 
"Nobody is that nice." He didn't say anything. He just stood there. 
"Fine, if you don't wanna do anything about it, I will." Akane said to herself. She went
 up to him and turned him around from the sink, and took both of his hands in hers. His
 head was down, but she lifted it with her hand. 
"Tell me whats wrong." 
"I...uhhh... I can't do this." He then tried to move, but she pushed him right back. 
"Tell me!" 
"I...I...I love you, ok. I love you so much. I did all those nice things so you would like
 me." He started looking down, but she put his head back up. She then looked straight
 in his eyes, and kisses him. She kissed him like she never kissed anyone before. She
 then breaks the kiss, even though she didn't want to. 
"Thats all I wanted to know. I love you, too, my fiancée." 
"Your cute you know." 
"Really! You'll think I'm even cuter, later." 
Fin 
Author's note: I know, I know, it was to romantic. but hey, what can I tell ya, I'm a
 sucker for love. Hope you liked this story. 
Anthony