Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Promises Forgotten ❯ Chp 1: Reunions ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Ling Mao 
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Drama / Martial Arts / / Romance / Suspense | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.22.2001 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 618 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Drama / Martial Arts / / Romance / Suspense | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.22.2001 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 618 | Status: Completed
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Promises Forgotten
Chp 1: "Reunions"
By Ling Mao
Start date: May 2, 2001
Finish date: 5-14-2001
Normal disclaimer applies
< > = Though
> < = Sound
[ ] = Panda signs
" " = Spoken
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It had been five years since the awaited promise. The day had
been the same as it was five years ago. The sun brightly burning in the
blue sky, shone with great ferocity. The wind was light and felt good
against the skin. The water in the pond rippled as the girl, no woman
dipped her finger in the water. She sighed and looked towards the sky.
Her hands moved to sun, then to push back the dark hair that framed her
delicately pale skin. She rose from her crouched position near the edge
of the small pond and walked into the dojo.
Her loose pants swayed as she walked in. The petite figure she'd
kept was covered by a light blue blouse and the pants she wore were
white. The shoulder length hair hung loosely from her head. Her face was
lightly painted and around her neck hung a locket holding a picture of
her awaited one. Five years had done a lot to her. She was a little
taller and her figure had filled out. She was twenty-two now. She had
been given many scholarships for her brains and martial arts skills, but
she rejected them. She told them she was waiting for something. And
indeed she was.
It was five years ago...
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He made his decision. He would travel back to china, to train and
to find her cure. He already said goodbye to everyone and was quickly
grabbing last minute things. He ran into the dojo and grabbed some
things. He was about to leave when he saw a tomboy peering at him from
the dojo's entrance. He smiled as he walked over to her. She tried to
look as if she wasn't caught watching him. His smile widened and he let
out a chuckle. He took both her hand into his. Akane looked up into his
open eyes.
"Don't worry Akane. I'll be back. I promise."
"You promise?" Ranma nodded his head.
"Yes, I promise, on this same day, I will come back..." He gave
her a reassuring smile.
"I'll wait for you... Don't you dare forget..."
"It's a promise." He let go of her hands and grabbed his stuff.
He left at night to avoid trouble. As he left, he looked up
towards the room with it's light still on. Akane sat looking out the
window, watching him. He waved to her and continued on.
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That was many years ago. Every year since that she would take the
day to wait for Ranma to come back. It almost became like a ritual. But
at times it seemed like a funeral. He had not come back. Her family
started to worry, but it didn't matter, because she wanted to wait.
It began to rain. Akane sighed at yet another year of waiting. It
dawned on her that perhaps he wouldn't come. No that couldn't be... He
promised...
>Knock Knock Knock< Akane's eyes lit up with anticipation. She
shamed herself for doubting Ranma for a moment. Quickly she ran to the
door.
"Ranm---a?" A man with short black hair and his wife stood at the
door. Akane's eyes dropped, and her shoulders slumped.
"Can I help you?"
"We're sorry to bother you, but do you think we could come in
until the rain lets up?" asked the woman. Akane tried to put on her best
smile, but it lacked realness.
"Oh course." It began to rain harder. The two walked in. The two
had cloth over their heads to keep from getting wet. The woman removed
the cloth that was tied around her head. She bowed along with her
husband.
"Thank you." They began to remove their wet articles of clothing
and their shoes.
"Here," said Akane, "Let me take you wet clothes and hang them to
dry."
"No No, please it's alright, really."
"It's ok, please follow me, I think I have some dry clothes for
you to wear." Akane lead the two up the stairs. She opened the door to
Ranma's old room. She had cleaned it the night before in anticipation of
Ranma. She went over the Ranma's old closet and pulled out some of his
old clothes.
"I know it's not much, but a boy or a girl can wear these. I'll
leave you two to get dressed." Akane shut the door and walked back down
stairs. She let out a sigh and glanced out the window. The water rushed
down the window.
"I guess he won't be here... again..." Akane turned as she heard
noise. The two walked down the stairs. The man tugged at his shirt a
little as if he'd never seen one in his life. The wife quietly walked
down not to far behind him.
"Would you like some tea?"
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They sat quietly, sipping their tea. Akane put on a fake act to
appease her guests, but in the end, there was silence.
"Would you like to see around the house?" The two nodded and
followed Akane.
"This is the kitchen, and over here is the dinning room. And the
most important part, the dojo." Akane lead the two into the dojo and
stopped in the middle. "Do you do any martial arts?"
"Well, I can't say I really do. I practice a little, but barely
enough. But this one over here, he's a pretty good martial artist." The
man looked down towards the ground and fidgeted. "Just a little shy..."
Akane smiled and extended her hand.
"Would you mind a little spar with me." The man looked up into
Akane's open palm and gently nodded.
They didn't bother to get changed. Akane took her position, and
so did the man. She eyed the man. He was a little taller than her, and
had a well-defined muscular figure. His black hair clung to his face and
covered his eyes.
"AHH!" Akane screamed as she launched an attack. Her opponent
dodged out of the way and stood behind her. Akane quickly turned and did
a roundhouse kick only to be blocked and pushed back a little. Akane
began to get frustrated. She started doing random attacks one after
another. And the man evaded one after another. Akane stood panting after
her rage.
"Come on! Attack me!" She shouted again she ran towards him, this
time she tried a upper kick. The man jumped over Akane, pressing only his
index finger on her head. She spun around to look at the man. <That
move...> The man all of a sudden stood in front of Akane. Akane gave a
yelp of shock.
"DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!" She said as she whipped out her
mallet and hit the man. He crashed and went through the wall of the dojo.
"OH NO!" Akane said as she quickly ran outside to the man. The
rain poured and caused her clothes to start to stick to her. "I'm sorry!
I'm so sorry! I don't know what got into me!"
The man turned around and looked at Akane, who was bowed down.
"Please forgive me." Akane lifted her head, then stopped. She
looked at the man in front of her. His clothes clung to his, curvy body?
His eyes examined Akane. Akane's mouth dropped as she looked into the
man's face. <Red Hair?> His hair no longer was in his face. Starring at
her were two blue-gray eyes.
"Ranma!?!?"
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Notes: Well, the idea I had originally was to have it as a one shot, but my one
shots don't seem to be that liked, so I figured that I'd make it a series. Kinda
short, but I can't stand reading things that are super long… makes my eyes tired
O_o--Thanks for reading. Tell me what you think.
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Promises Forgotten
Chp 1: "Reunions"
By Ling Mao
Start date: May 2, 2001
Finish date: 5-14-2001
Normal disclaimer applies
< > = Though
> < = Sound
[ ] = Panda signs
" " = Spoken
==============
==============
It had been five years since the awaited promise. The day had
been the same as it was five years ago. The sun brightly burning in the
blue sky, shone with great ferocity. The wind was light and felt good
against the skin. The water in the pond rippled as the girl, no woman
dipped her finger in the water. She sighed and looked towards the sky.
Her hands moved to sun, then to push back the dark hair that framed her
delicately pale skin. She rose from her crouched position near the edge
of the small pond and walked into the dojo.
Her loose pants swayed as she walked in. The petite figure she'd
kept was covered by a light blue blouse and the pants she wore were
white. The shoulder length hair hung loosely from her head. Her face was
lightly painted and around her neck hung a locket holding a picture of
her awaited one. Five years had done a lot to her. She was a little
taller and her figure had filled out. She was twenty-two now. She had
been given many scholarships for her brains and martial arts skills, but
she rejected them. She told them she was waiting for something. And
indeed she was.
It was five years ago...
--------------
He made his decision. He would travel back to china, to train and
to find her cure. He already said goodbye to everyone and was quickly
grabbing last minute things. He ran into the dojo and grabbed some
things. He was about to leave when he saw a tomboy peering at him from
the dojo's entrance. He smiled as he walked over to her. She tried to
look as if she wasn't caught watching him. His smile widened and he let
out a chuckle. He took both her hand into his. Akane looked up into his
open eyes.
"Don't worry Akane. I'll be back. I promise."
"You promise?" Ranma nodded his head.
"Yes, I promise, on this same day, I will come back..." He gave
her a reassuring smile.
"I'll wait for you... Don't you dare forget..."
"It's a promise." He let go of her hands and grabbed his stuff.
He left at night to avoid trouble. As he left, he looked up
towards the room with it's light still on. Akane sat looking out the
window, watching him. He waved to her and continued on.
-------
That was many years ago. Every year since that she would take the
day to wait for Ranma to come back. It almost became like a ritual. But
at times it seemed like a funeral. He had not come back. Her family
started to worry, but it didn't matter, because she wanted to wait.
It began to rain. Akane sighed at yet another year of waiting. It
dawned on her that perhaps he wouldn't come. No that couldn't be... He
promised...
>Knock Knock Knock< Akane's eyes lit up with anticipation. She
shamed herself for doubting Ranma for a moment. Quickly she ran to the
door.
"Ranm---a?" A man with short black hair and his wife stood at the
door. Akane's eyes dropped, and her shoulders slumped.
"Can I help you?"
"We're sorry to bother you, but do you think we could come in
until the rain lets up?" asked the woman. Akane tried to put on her best
smile, but it lacked realness.
"Oh course." It began to rain harder. The two walked in. The two
had cloth over their heads to keep from getting wet. The woman removed
the cloth that was tied around her head. She bowed along with her
husband.
"Thank you." They began to remove their wet articles of clothing
and their shoes.
"Here," said Akane, "Let me take you wet clothes and hang them to
dry."
"No No, please it's alright, really."
"It's ok, please follow me, I think I have some dry clothes for
you to wear." Akane lead the two up the stairs. She opened the door to
Ranma's old room. She had cleaned it the night before in anticipation of
Ranma. She went over the Ranma's old closet and pulled out some of his
old clothes.
"I know it's not much, but a boy or a girl can wear these. I'll
leave you two to get dressed." Akane shut the door and walked back down
stairs. She let out a sigh and glanced out the window. The water rushed
down the window.
"I guess he won't be here... again..." Akane turned as she heard
noise. The two walked down the stairs. The man tugged at his shirt a
little as if he'd never seen one in his life. The wife quietly walked
down not to far behind him.
"Would you like some tea?"
-----------
They sat quietly, sipping their tea. Akane put on a fake act to
appease her guests, but in the end, there was silence.
"Would you like to see around the house?" The two nodded and
followed Akane.
"This is the kitchen, and over here is the dinning room. And the
most important part, the dojo." Akane lead the two into the dojo and
stopped in the middle. "Do you do any martial arts?"
"Well, I can't say I really do. I practice a little, but barely
enough. But this one over here, he's a pretty good martial artist." The
man looked down towards the ground and fidgeted. "Just a little shy..."
Akane smiled and extended her hand.
"Would you mind a little spar with me." The man looked up into
Akane's open palm and gently nodded.
They didn't bother to get changed. Akane took her position, and
so did the man. She eyed the man. He was a little taller than her, and
had a well-defined muscular figure. His black hair clung to his face and
covered his eyes.
"AHH!" Akane screamed as she launched an attack. Her opponent
dodged out of the way and stood behind her. Akane quickly turned and did
a roundhouse kick only to be blocked and pushed back a little. Akane
began to get frustrated. She started doing random attacks one after
another. And the man evaded one after another. Akane stood panting after
her rage.
"Come on! Attack me!" She shouted again she ran towards him, this
time she tried a upper kick. The man jumped over Akane, pressing only his
index finger on her head. She spun around to look at the man. <That
move...> The man all of a sudden stood in front of Akane. Akane gave a
yelp of shock.
"DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!" She said as she whipped out her
mallet and hit the man. He crashed and went through the wall of the dojo.
"OH NO!" Akane said as she quickly ran outside to the man. The
rain poured and caused her clothes to start to stick to her. "I'm sorry!
I'm so sorry! I don't know what got into me!"
The man turned around and looked at Akane, who was bowed down.
"Please forgive me." Akane lifted her head, then stopped. She
looked at the man in front of her. His clothes clung to his, curvy body?
His eyes examined Akane. Akane's mouth dropped as she looked into the
man's face. <Red Hair?> His hair no longer was in his face. Starring at
her were two blue-gray eyes.
"Ranma!?!?"
-----------
Notes: Well, the idea I had originally was to have it as a one shot, but my one
shots don't seem to be that liked, so I figured that I'd make it a series. Kinda
short, but I can't stand reading things that are super long… makes my eyes tired
O_o--Thanks for reading. Tell me what you think.