"Two-part Secret Heart"
A Ranma ½ fan fiction
by Pia Ulloa
Disclaimer: Ranma ½ and its characters and settings belong
to Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Kitty, and Viz Video.
Ranma-chan was walking on top of the fence with his hands in his
pockets, the gloomy drizzle of rain matching his mood perfectly.
That he had changed into his cursed girl form because of the rain
only added to his foul mood. He was confused and depressed, and
his soul twisted with the intensity of his feelings. He was trying
to figure out what was going on in his heart… not that he didn't
already know deep down inside. His red pigtail was lying flat behind
his head, another sign that he was gripped by melancholy.
What was it that had happened this time? Oh, yeah. Shampoo
hugged me in front of Akane again.
Why can’t Akane ever understand that it's not my fault? I don’t
go around trying to make her jealous! If she would only listen to
what I have to say maybe she’d understand better, but she has to
jump into conclusions all the time!
Still, this time there is absolutely no doubt that I blew it,
too. Oh, man! Why do I always have to run off at the mouth without
Ranma-chan had been wondering around Tokyo for hours now. As was
usual after a tiff with Akane, his only real injuries were to his
spirit. He’d spent hours on a mental merry-go-round, and finally
he reached the conclusion that:
A: Akane was really mad at him this time, and
B: today, it really was partly his fault, for once. That
would only make Akane angrier than ever.
While it was true that Akane was quite strong, he was much stronger
than she was. There was no way she could seriously harm him, physically.
So why was he feeling so beat up this time?
He felt as he had been punched in the chest with his own Amaguriken
technique. His chest hurt so much that he couldn't take a deep breath
when he needed one.
Maybe he was just tired of everything, tired of all the misunderstanding.
Yep. No doubt about it, Akane was really mad this time… but she
was also sad and disappointed. He had been so close to telling her
this time, but of course something purple-haired and insistent had
to happen and ruin it for them.
They were walking home together after school. It had been a nice
day, and they hadn't once been tempted to bicker. The two of them
were both feeling extremely relieved about it. Akane had suddenly
suggested that they go to the park instead of straight home. Ranma
hadn’t fallen into any of Nabiki's traps for a while, so he had
some money to spend and he offered to buy her some ice cream. They
then continued on their way to the park, and sat under a big cherry
It was unusually clear for the time of year, and there were no
clouds in the sky. They silently finished their ice cream, then
talked about simple things like how nice the day had been.
Ranma thought to himself, Why do I like being alone with Akane
He pressed his hand to his chest, feeling the pounding of his heart.
He felt very, very nervous whenever he and Akane were this close
to each other.
On her part, Akane had been slowly relaxing, her mind working better
now that she didn't feel she had to find an excuse to launch Ranma
into orbit. She was feeling really good. They were sitting so close
to each other that they were constantly brushing against one another,
and she was enjoying the contact. It was getting a little bit cold,
but all she felt the need for right then was to be with him.
Ranma eventually noticed Akane shivering a little. It wasn't that
cold yet to him, but it was enough to make him start thinking that
maybe they should head for home, or some other place that was warm.
"Are you cold, Akane? 'Cause if you're cold we can start walking
She smiled that cute smile that made Ranma's heart ache. "Really,
Ranma, I'm okay
Ranma couldn't think of anything else to say. He was very aware
of how close they were.
Akane looked at him, her smile lighting her eyes. "It's nice
out here. Besides, I like talking to you like this"
Ranma felt trapped by her big hazel eyes. "What do you mean
Akane looked at the ground, the smile fading from her lips. "Nobody
pushing us to do anything, nobody standing over us, trying to decide
how we should live our lives. I'm sick and tired of all that."
Ranma let a sigh out. He understood what she was saying all too
well. "Yeah, I have been thinking about that for a long time
now. I think that's one reason why we don't get along so well sometimes
Akane finished for him, "Because everybody wants us to do
something we don't
Ranma and Akane let a sigh out at the same time.
Both of them smiled slightly at what had just happened and gazed
into each other's eyes, before turning away again. Ranma broke the
"Pop, your dad, everybody
I mean, I don't mind being
engaged, as long as I don't have to get married this young. Sometimes,
when we’re getting along
Akane felt her heart go racing again. Ranma felt her tense up all
of a sudden.
What is it, Akane?"
She looked up at him, almost begging for that one statement to
be true, not just something she’d thought she heard, or that Ranma's
non-brain-connected mouth had just babbled. "
don't mind being engaged to me?"
Ranma froze for a moment. C'mon, don't chicken out now,
he thought. "Well
I guess it's okay
but I wouldn't
like to get married while I’m still a teenager, you know
Akane smiled. "I think the same goes for me
looked at the ground again. "I always thought that I’d marry
somebody I chose for myself, but it's okay that we're engaged. As
long as we get the chance to know each other
I guess it would
work out eventually."
The question had been wandering around their minds for quite some
Did they really want to get married? They had never
talked about it openly. Neither of them knew anything about being
married, and some stupid arrangement their parents had decided on
wasn’t how either of them had anticipated learning.
Were they going along with the deal because they had to, or because
of love? They had never used the "L" word for it, but
both of them knew that there was an attraction between them that
was more serious than just liking each other. If that wasn't true,
why risk their lives for each other when danger threatened, as they
had so many times now?
When he was fighting Saffron and Ranma thought Akane had died,
and that he’d lost her forever, he had almost gone crazy just at
the thought of never seeing her face again. He was almost begging
in that moment for her mallet to hit his head.
At Prince Toma's island Togenkyo, Akane had been ready to become
a man forever just for the sake of Ranma's cure
and he had
blown it up for her sake.
The wind started to pick up, and Akane shivered harder.
Ranma asked his question again. "Are you cold?" He smiled
the shyly at Akane, that smile with only one corner of his mouth
that drove Akane crazy.
"A little bit
" she answered, blushing. She was
hoping for Ranma to do what he did next. He put his arm around her,
resting his hand on her hip. Akane leaned slowly against his shoulder,
with her hand on his chest. Ranma could feel Akane's heart beating,
and wondered if she could hear his. Somehow, he thought so.
They sat in their embrace for some minutes, before Akane spoke
again. "Do you really think I'm uncute? You know, and all those
names you call me all the time
Ranma stared straight ahead for a moment. "
He turned his head to look at her. "I don't really think you're
a kawaiikune tomboy or anything like that
It's just that
that's the only way I can fight back against it all
our parents and all that
Akane lowered her head so that Ranma wouldn't see the silly grin
on her face. "I'm glad to hear that."
He thought about it for a moment. "Akane, I really don’t mean
to make you mad at me all the time. It just kinda happens. I promise,
I’ll try and think about what I’m saying first from here on out,
Ranma could sense Akane's grin. The image of her beautiful smiling
face was enough to make his face burn. Ranma felt Akane slowly cross
her legs over his. Her arms went around his neck. He wasn't expecting
this sudden intimacy, and his mind started to race. Do I hug
her back? ‘Cause if I don't she’ll get mad at me and say I don't
like her and if I do she might punt me clear across town and say
that I'm a pervert
But she hugged me first
Ranma slowly slid his arms around Akane's waist. He was half-expecting
to be slapped, but nothing happened.
He relaxed against the tree, and asked, "Do you really think
I'm a pervert?"
Akane hugged him a little bit tighter. "No, I don't"
she answered without hesitating.
"Even with my curse and all?"
Ranma’s curse was a definite impediment to their relationship.
He just couldn’t bring himself to think that Akane could really
love him because he wasn’t a ‘whole man’. After all, hadn’t she
been saying that ever since he first met her and she learned the
truth about him?
Akane sensed the hidden anguish behind his question, and chose
the words of her answer carefully. "It's always you, Ranma.
Cursed or not, you are still the same person. In the end, it's always
you inside, so it doesn't make a difference to me anymore. Your
soul never changes. You are still the Ranma that I know when you
are a boy or a girl, the same Ranma that I like
that I don't think your real body is absolutely gorgeous, but the
soul IS the most important part
Akane smiled inwardly.
As his answer, Ranma tightened his hug a little more. Ranma could
feel her warm breath on his neck. He closed his eyes and took a
deep breath. Akane
They pulled away a little, just enough to see their reflections
in each other's eyes. Akane was lost in their embrace. She felt
so secure in his strong arms. It made her wish to be like that forever.
She tugged gently on his pigtail with one of her hands, then started
combing the back of his head with her fingers. She touched Ranma's
cheek with her other hand. His scent was making her feel dizzy.
She sighed a little as Ranma tightened his embrace again, thinking
that he just might
Ranma was totally lost in Akane's beautiful eyes. He noticed for
the first time the perfume she was wearing… Why hadn’t he ever noticed
it before? It was such a feminine thing to do… He began breathing
harder, and his entire world narrowed into the beautiful girl in
his arms. This beautiful girl that drove him crazy, that he would
rather die than live without, that meant everything to him. She
had the power to make him feel vulnerable and indestructible at
the same time. She made him feel that maybe his life was worth something,
this beautiful girl that was his fiancée, that he was in love with
He had admitted it to himself. He was in love with her. Ranma loved
Akane and he knew he shouldn’t wait another second to tell her.
This was the perfect moment. After all, didn't she just say
she likes me
Their mouths were so close that they were almost touching already.
Akane had closed her eyes. He leaned forward a little bit, and started
to whisper something in her ear. "
something to tell you
" It seemed incredible how much
air it took him just to pronounce those words.
Akane was also having a hard time breathing. "What is it,
Seconds seemed like an eternity to both of them ticked by. They
pulled away again just a little bit, enough to see each other’s
Their lips were so close… Ranma just couldn't force the words to
come out. He could clearly feel them inside his heart and mind,
but his mouth felt paralyzed.
Akane was feeling completely breathless. Ohmygodhe’sgoingtotellme
Akane could hardly bear to wait any longer for him to say it.
Just a few moments more before he says it
It was just too much
They were so close. He tried once more.
." He leaned forward,
closing the less than half an inch distance between them.
Akane closed her half-opened eyes. Ranma closed his. They were
just millimeters apart. Just a little bit more… Their hearts were
pounding furiously inside their chests, their cheeks flushed. Their
lips brushed the tiniest bit
To be continued.
This is my second fanfic attempt. I think it's a lot better
that the one I wrote before. Still, I'd like comments, even
to say, "What a bunch of crap that was" or anything
like that. I like it okay, and since it was written for my personal
enjoyment, it's no big deal if it's not a brilliant fanfic.
I know I should have made that final scene a lot shorter but
I just couldn't help it. It's just that I love Ranma and Akane
The title is taken from a song in the first volume of the Original
TV Soundtrack, also edited by Viz. Can anybody tell me where
the heck they got that song from?
Empanada is a Chilean food (which is where I’m from), and is
also popular in Colombia.
People told that joke about Chile/Chilly to me lots of times
while I was an exchange student in Alaska, so I got more than
my fill of it. And by the way, Chile is not a cold
place. You’d think people in Alaska would have more sense…
I don't know a darn thing about Japanese weather, or how it
behaves, but it's okay. My descriptions served my purpose.
There's so much stuff out there that I just can't come up with
any new ideas. If you think there are any parts that are very
similar to other fanfics
they probably were influenced.
Bits and pieces of other fan stories keep wandering around my
mind, so that I keep thinking of them when I’m trying to write.
I can't seem to come out with any original stuff; I just keep
typing the trite old formulas unconsciously. It’s a vicious
circle, but that’s life, I guess. If anybody thinks this is
too much like other stories, that’s too bad, 'cause it's the
most original thing I've come out with so far.
— Until we meet again! Please, e-mail me! email@example.com
Editor’s Notes: Hi, LarryF here. Once again, I did a little co-writing
on this story to pad it out a little, smooth the rough edges, and
make the grammar and spelling recognizably English. Pia is a native
Spanish speaker. While her English is very good, some of the things
she wrote were direct mental translations and either didn’t make
sense in English, or sounded stilted. However, even in the original
version (before I started adding my two cents worth), her stories
deserved to be read. That’s why I’m glad she’s letting me edit them
and post them on my site.
This is the second edition of this story. It's going through a
rewrite brought on by Pia's increased understanding of the characters.