Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Ranma ½, Rumiko Takahashi does…although I wish I did!
What's Left?
Chapter One
By: Luna86
The rays of the sun awakened me to face cruel reality. It was another day, doing the same old things. You would think that doing the same routine over and over again can a make a girl lonely, well it can. Thinking up a plan to throw a party had been one of my priorities. Maybe I could stop by the store and grab some stuff to fix up the dojo. Hmm…who knows…
As I gathered my things to take a shower, I noticed something strange on my calendar. I narrowed my eyes in recognition of what today was…it was that day…the one year since he left my life with that tramp. I try not to think much of what this day brought but hey …how could I not think about that certain someone that left a scar on my life? It's not like I would spend the rest of my life just waiting for him, waiting for his return and accept him as if nothing happened, heh…as if.
It's my senior year at Furinkan High School, which means that I don't have to take as much classes like last year. These days it seems that I take my time to get ready for school but it feels less important. The old me would always want to do well in school. But the new me could care less about it. The teachers and the principal of my school stopped caring about my academics last semester, or so you could say that they felt threatened with the new me.
The school uniform was so dull that I adjusted it to my likings. My new uniform is a navy blue dress ending above my knees but not too high, you could say that its like my second skin, that's how tight it is on me. It left no imagination to the naked eye. I let my hair grow past my elbows and I dyed it red with blue streaks. I know…it is so unlike that goody two shoes back in the tenth grade. Sometimes my father says that I get carried away with my makeup, but the hell with him. I could care less about what my father thinks of me now.
As I make my way down the stairs, I hear my father preparing our breakfast. Nothing much has changed, other then Kasumi my oldest sister got married to Dr. Tofu, and Nabiki my second oldest sister is engaged with Kuno a man that I had always despised to death. Nabiki left the house to go to collage, something that I really hope I didn't have to do after I graduate from high school. My father took the responsibilities of the house and did the things Kasumi had always did for our family a few years before. All I have to do is bring in the income for the house and the bills. I have a job… well a part time at this café.
When I reached the last step of the stairs, my father already had breakfast on the table. We didn't speak; this was another thing I had taken up upon the years. My father and I don't get along like we used to in the past. I have so much anger towards him.
"Akane," He spoke sternly, but didn't do as much as look up from his paper, "We're going to have special guests coming to the house tonight so please come straight home... and could you please pass by Kasumi's house to let her and Tofu-san know that it would be great for them to attend tonight? I'll call Nabiki later."
I just glared at him and said "Whatever!"
It was silent for a moment until he closed the paper and slammed it on the table.
"How dare you speak to me like this! I am your father and a care deeply for you! What happened to you? You disobey me all the time and you're doing poorly in school! How do you expect to carry on the school of..." I never gave him the chance to finish his sentence because I interrupted him.
"Just shut up I've had it with you and everyone else trying to control my life!" And with that said I grabbed my book bag and left the house aggravated.
I hate the fact that he and everyone else was trying to control my life. I thought that it would all change when he left my life. Thanks to the people that were coming over tonight, I guess that I can't have that party. My father always does this to me when I have plans he has to spoil them for me.
As I headed to Dr. Tofu's house before going to school, I bump in to a man. He looked so familiar. I was in a daze just by looking into his eyes. As I was observing him, he was doing the same. He was asking me a question but I could not understand what he was asking me because something about him brought back all of this emotions that I was trying to withdraw. That's when I realized that he looked like him …………………RANMA……..