Hey, it could have been worse...

"Akane..." Ranma's eyes shone as he suddenly gripped her hands in his.
They'd been fighting, as usual, when something seemed to come over him.
"I'm tired of this. So very, very tired."

"Ranma?" Akane inquired questioningly. "What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm tired of fighting. Tired of calling each other names. Tired
of pretending to hate each other. I love you, Akane. I want you to be my
wife."

"Oh, Ranma! Do you really mean it?" Tears started rolling down Akane's
cheeks. She clutched Ranma's hands tightly.

"Yes... yes, I mean it, Akane. Will you marry me?"

"Of course!" Akane cried, burying her face in his chest. After awhile,
she looked up at him and tentatively smiled.

"Come on," he told her, with an answering smile. "Let's go tell our
fathers. They'll be overjoyed."

With a pair of grins that shone so brightly they could be seen for
blocks, the couple linked hands and walked out the front door of
Furinkan High School, to start a new life together, a life of joy and
happiness, but mostly love.

Just then, they both got run over by a truck.

Even better!

"Akane, I have to tell you something."

"Yes Ranma?  What is it?"

"Well, I've felt this way for a while now, but I've tried to hide it because
of our fathers." Ranma looked to the ground.

"What are you trying to say, Ranma?" I asked, hope exploding in my heart.

"If I'm gonna fall in love, I want it to be on my own terms, and not because
of some stupid promise that my father made.  Do you understand?" Ranma
looked at me, and he seemed to take on a far away look.  Here it comes.
He's finally going to say it.

"Akane, I love...I love..." Ranma started to stutter.  Please, by all that I
hold holy, don't let him wimp out now.  Resolve seemed to form in Ranma's eyes.

"Akane, I love....Kodachi."

The next thing I remembered was sitting in the court room.

"We, the people of the Jury, hereby find the defendent, Tendo Akane, guilty
of the murder of one Saotome Ranma."

Oh, well, can't win them all.  Too bad that damn glove fit.

(Please note that I have no idea how the court system works in Japan.)

J. D. Farber
Firm believer in the Ryoga/Ukyo match
Owner of Ryoga's Travel Agency
Member of the Order of the Cold Shower
Member OLA (Weapon: Scottish Claymore)  #%SHING%# #%SHING%#
Right hand of Sailor Jupiter
Fianna Kinfolk
X-Tatic Mage

Dakedo Akane warau to kawaii yo.