Nihao!

      Thanks for all the c&c, it really does help! And, mirical of 
miricals, I actualy got the second part of this thing done. Once more, 
c&c will be read, applyied, and answered. Complaints on spelling will be 
read, printed out, and fed to the mice in the bio lab.


                                                    JG

Here's the seen an empty romantic beach
You and I are all alone
Playful times when we ran holding hands
It all goes still.

The look that's in you eye some how scares me
What is there for us to fear
In the skies, in the seas, in the waves
So far away

Ah, don't think I can withstand this feeling
Just the touch of your hand
Can't you see that I still need some time
Till I'm ready again

As you brush the sand away from my lips
Touch me so tenderly
We're so close I see myself in your eyes
Just where I want to be...............

Jusenkyo Productions Proudly Presents
A Ranma � fan fic
					Platonic
All characters copyrighted by Takahashi-sama, Shogakukan Productions, 
and Viz Video. All are used here without permission, but hey, I'm a 
college student, if I had any money I would be buying manga and anime 
instead of writing fan fics to get my �fix'.

(Please note, this takes place shortly after the events that took place 
in the original video animation An Akane to Remember)

	He saw the blow coming, he knew that no matter what he did, no matter 
how good he was in martial arts, he would never dodge that blow. His 
mind considered that for the split second he had. Shampoo, Ukyo, and 
Ryoga were all much faster than her, no doubt about that. And yet, where 
he could always move faster than them and dodge out of the way, this was 
the one person he could not dodge. She always manage to hit him. He 
thought of all of this in that split second he had. Then his time was 
up, and so was he.
	
	"Ranma you jerk!"
	
	And with that, Saotome Ranma of the Saotome School of Anything Goes 
Martial Arts was flung once more into the garden pond of the Tendo Dojo 
by the right upper cut of his intended, Tendo Akane of the Tendo School 
of Anything Goes Martial Arts.
	
	Ranma braced himself for the moment of disorientation that his change 
brought about. He had never gotten use to it. It was still as much of a 
shock to his system as the first time when his father had hit him into 
Naynniichuan. He felt himself shrinking, hips rounding, breast 
developing, and some organs disappearing while others took their place. 
	
	Ranma-chan climbed out of the pool and demanded, "Jeze Akane, why'ja go 
and do that for? I just said that Ukyo makes really good okonomiyaki and 
that you should maybe ask her help in making it."

	The short haired girl eye's narrowed and she began to glow dangerously. 
"Oh, so you're saying that I can't even make okonomiyaki?" Akane started 
advancing on Ranma.

	The okonomiyaki in question was sitting on the table in the dojo. A 
mouse came up and took a piece of it. It fell to the floor, its legs 
twitching.

	Ranma backed up until she hit the stone wall that surrounded the whole 
dojo. Once again she knew that there would be no way of avoiding the 
blow. But Ranma was stubborn, and not likely to  give up without a 
fight.

	"Akane" the pigtailed girl protested, "That's not what I meant. I meant 
that Ukyo could give you a few tips on making yours taste even better."

	Akane was not slowing down, or stopping in her approach. Ranma raised 
her arms hopeing to block the blow and wondered where the tomboy would 
boot her to this time.

	But the blow never came.

	Slowly, Ranma lowered her arms a bit to find Akane staring at her with 
a strange expression on her face. Dropping her arms at her side, Ranma 
asked with concern.

	"Akane, are you ok?"

	Akane did not reply. She only shook her head and walked back into the 
house.

	"What was that all about?" Ranma wondered out loud.

	Unbeknownst to both Ranma and Akane, someone watched their exchanged 
from the second floor of the Tendo household. That person turned when 
she heard her door being open. A slight smile touched her lips as a 
small black piglet with a yellow and black striped bandana around his 
neck, came through the door.

	"Oh, P-chan, how did you get in here?" She asked.

	Ryoga had been looking forward to seeing Akane once more. An unexpected 
voice snapped him out of his day dream. Looking around, Ryoga figured 
out just who's room he had wandered into, no small feat for him.

	�Now how did I end up here?' The Eternal Lost Boy wondered.

	He felt himself being picked up by his bandana until he was face to 
snout with the person who spoke.

	"Ryoga, we need to have a little talk about what happened in the forest 
of Ryugenzawa."

	P-chan froze, she knew!

	The girl smiled and nodded, as if reading his thoughts. "I know 
everything that happens in my house. And I must say that I am a bit 
disappointed in you. However, I need to know what happened to Ranma and 
Akane in that forest, and only you can tell me. I will not tell Akane 
about her �P-chan' if you help. Now, will you help me?"

	P-chan nodded his agreement, what else could he do? As he was carried 
down to the kitchen he thought, I never would have thought that she 
would use blackmail.
	
	Ranma had quickly found some hot water and turned back into his male 
form. Still troubled by the look that Akane had given him, he decided to 
go into the dojo to work out.
	
	�Maybe a kata or two will take my mind off her', he thought. The 
subject of his thoughts had been Akane as of late, but he would not 
admit that to anyone, not even himself.

	He was half way through a nice little warm up kata that his father had 
taught him, when he sensed the door to the dojo being opened. Not 
missing a beat, Ranma went through the last part of the kata and settled 
into a horse stance in front of his visitor.

	"Hello Kasumi." he said.

	Kasumi inclined her head a bit in greeting. In one arm she held the now 
wet P-chan, and in the other, a recently emptied bucket of cold water.

	"Ranma," she said with a hint of steel in her voice, "Ryoga told me 
what happened in Ryugenzawa. We really need to talk."

	Akane had been lying on her bed for a few hours now. She wasn't day 
dreaming, nor was she sleeping. Actually, she was concentrating quite 
hard. She was looking at the picture that Ranma had given her last 
Christmas. Or to put it more accurately, at the picture of Ranma, in the 
picture that Ranma had given her last Christmas. As it happened, her 
thoughts were also on her fiance. Amazingly enough, she too never 
admitted this to anyone, again, not even herself.           There was a 
knock on her door.       
           "Yes." She said, still looking at the pigtailed martial 
artist.

           "Akane, may I come in?" A voice said.
	           Akane got up and opened the door. "What is it Kasumi?" She 
asked.

Part 2 of Platonic

	Akane sat down on her bed after Kasumi had left her. �She has never 
talked to anyone like that before.' The youngest Tendo thought. Her 
older sister had just given Akane the Kasumi equivalent of a tongue 
lashing. She hadn't raised her voice, nor had she threatened her sister, 
and yet, Akane felt as if she had just been royally chewed out. She ran 
the conversation over again in her mind.

	"What is it Kasumi?" She had asked as she let her into her room.

	Kasumi had come in and sat down on her bed, a bad sign as far as Akane 
was concerned. This meant that Kasumi was about to launch into one of 
her mother daughter talks, taking the place of Akane's dead mother. 
Instead Kasumi surprised her.

	"Akane, what happened in the forest?" She asked.

	"What do you mean what happened?" Akane asked with some annoyance. "I 
went into the forest, got lost for a few days, and then Ranma found me 
and took me back to the dojo. The stupid jerk complained all the way 
home."

	That was the story that Ranma and Akane had decided upon on the train 
ride home from Ryugenzawa. Akane had not wanted to deal with her dad and 
the rest of her family, and Ranma was just as happy to forget what had 
happened, and how close he came to losing Akane to Shinoisake (I'm 
pretty sure I misspelled that).

	Kasumi's features harden just slightly. Ranma too had told her the same 
tale, even after being told that Ryoga had spilled the beans.

	"Akane, I want you to tell me the truth, not the story that you and 
Ranma made up." Kasumi told her bluntly. 

	Now that she thinks about it, it was the bluntness that startled Akane. 
Kasumi was never that blunt. When she wanted something she would tease 
it out of someone. And she had never before confronted Akane like this.

	"B but I am telling you the truth!" Akane tried again.

	Kasumi looked sternly at her. Akane could not withstand that gaze for 
to long.

	"I found the boy who had saved me the first time I got lost in the 
forest." She said with a sigh. "It turns out that because of me, he was 
dying. When Ranma found me, I was taking care of him, trying to help his 
grandfather find the spring of life to heal him. Ranma thought that I 
had chosen Shinoisake over him, and he almost killed him."

	Akane was looking at her floor now. She mumbled something else. 

	"Akane, I didn't quite hear that." Kasumi said.

	Akane grew red and mumbled something again.

	"I'm sorry Akane, I still can't hear you."

	"I said as if I would chose Shinosake over that stupid jerk!" Akane 
said loud enough that most of the dojo herd her.

	Most, but not all of the dojo.

	After Kasumi had her little chat with Ranma, he decided that he was 
through for the day, and needed some space. When ever Ranma felt that 
way, there was one spot that he could count on. The roof. By sear 
coincidence, or so Ranma claims,  the spot which he chose was the one 
that was right over Akane's room. Again, it just happened that way.

	It did not matter how close he was to her room, nor did it matter that 
her window was open, Ranma was the only one who missed Akane's 
confession. He was probably the only one in Nerima to miss it. Commuters 
had stopped and wondered, �What was that?' And three girls realized that 
the battle had just gotten much harder.

	Ranma too was reeling after Kasumi had told him that it was time he 
grew up. He just couldn't get over it. She had never been this blunt, 
she didn't have to be. Just asking was usually enough to get whatever it 
was she wanted done, done. But she made him tell her what had happened 
in that damn forest, and afterwards. 

	They had talked for a bit after that, not really touching on any 
subject, when Kasumi has asked a question. It was a question that Ranma 
had tried to avoid asking himself.

	"Ranma, how do you feel about my sister?"

	Ranma of course tried to denied any feeling what so ever about Akane. 
Or to put it in his words, "I hate that uncute, unsexy, tomboy!"

	Kasumi's look demanded the truth. Ranma was famous for not giving up. 
He could win, he always won, even if it took him some time. But if 
nothing else, he never gave up. Ranma gave up.

	The dojo floor must have held the same thing that fascinated Akane, for 
Ranma too was looking at it.

	"I guess I like her a little." He mumbled.

	"Ranma!" Kasumi's voice was like a whip. "I want the truth."

	Ranma winced and told the floor something.

	"What was that Ranma?" Kasumi asked.

	"I said I loved that tomboy!" 

	People in Nerima stopped in wonder at the voice that came from out of 
nowhere. Two boys now knew that they needed to pay Saotome a visit to 
discus this.

	�Now where did the Tendo dojo go?' One of them wondered while crossing 
a bridge over a golden gate.

	At this time however, Akane was busy looking at a picture, and didn't 
hear him.

	Both of them sat for hours thinking about what Kasumi had made them 
admit. It was the first time they had admitted it to anyone, including 
themselves. 

	Later, Kasumi once more went upstairs. "Akane, dinner is about to be 
ready, could you please get Ranma, I think he's on the roof." It sounded 
like the same cheerful Kasumi.

	Akane grumbled a bit, then went up onto the roof. Ranma was right over 
her room. She looked at him, he looked at her. Both waited for the other 
one to start.

	Finally Akane spoke, "Ranma, Kasumi said that dinner is ready."

	Ranma looked slightly disappointed, as if he had hoped that Akane would 
say something else.

	"Akane," He paused for a moment, "Thank you for telling me."

	Akane looked like she had hoped that Ranma would say something. She had 
turned to leave when Ranma touched her shoulder. They were unable to say 
it, so they told each other in a look.

	�I love you' the look said, but I can't quite say it, not yet, but 
please know that it is you that I love. It was passed in a single 
glance. Ranma and Akane knew, and they saw a gimps, just a gimps, of 
what the future held. But for now.....

	"Friends?" Ranma asked.

	"Friends." Akane replied. And her eyes told Ranma that it was friends, 
for now.

	At the table, Genma and Soun were trying to stuff food as fast as they 
could. Nabiki had brought out her record books to see who owed her 
money, most of Nerima as it turned out. And Kasumi looked at the empty 
spot where Ranma and Akane sat, and smiled.

	�It mite be friends for now,' she thought, �but it was a friendship of 
two people who had decided to keep their love..........

(Platonic)
Let's just keep it friends

Let's keep it friends for now
Come on promise me

(Platonic)
Let's just keep it friends
Let's keep it friends for now
Even though I love you.

	That night a phone rang, and a woman answered it.

	"Hello?" She said.

	"Oh, Kasumi, how are you?"

	"My sisters are just fine, how are Ranma and Akane?"

	"Oh, so my plan worked? That is good news. You have been a bit light on 
them."

	"Perhaps you are right Bell-chan, but everyone else was forcing them. I 
didn't want to as well." Kasumi said. "But thank you for the 
information, I would have never known what happened if you didn't tell 
me."

	"What are sisters for?" Belldandy answered.

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