Akane stared at her unfinished homework and tapped her pencil incessantly on her desk. Sighing, she leaned back on her rolling chair to swivel side to side while staring up at the ceiling. She was finding it impossible to concentrate because her mind refused to let her forget the mean things she had said to Ranma. The cursed boy had been so upset by what she had said that he had even declined to have anything for dinner.
“I should apologize.” She vocalized and stood up, resolving to do the right thing.
Purposely striding from her room in search of Ranma, she began her search in the guest room. Finding that empty, Akane continued on downstairs, and finally came across Ranma in the living room watching television. Her unwanted houseguest was still in his cursed form and was curled up into a big ball. Her human body was propped up on her snake half, using it like a giant pillow. If Akane didn’t know better, Ranma could have passed as just another human laying on an odd snake themed piece of furniture.
Her father and Genma sitting next to the open exterior door facing the koi pond playing a very animated game of shogi. From the look of smug superiority, her father was currently winning.
She didn’t usually have a problem with snakes but when Ranma’s blue eyes slid over her she struggled momentarily with hesitation. There wasn’t anything inherently threatening in the redhead’s gaze, but something about it put her on edge. Taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth to blurt out an apology but a heavy thunk on the wooden floor interrupted her.
“Saotome Genma!” Ukyo bellowed as she stood in the yard with her feet planted apart and hand poised over her battle spatula.
“Ukyo-kun, what are you doing?” Akane asked in confusion, her reason for coming to the living room immediately forgotten.
“If you’re here for a challenge, you’re supposed to use the side door.” Soun instructed, paying more attention to his shogi move than the angry young man yelling at Genma.
“I think you’re looking for my son, Ranma.” Genma ignored Ukyo as well to keep a close eye on the shogi board.
“He’ll get his too.” Ukyo snarled.
“Hey, why’d you attack me earlier? You some kind of psycho chick?” Ranma butted in irritably, remaining in her position resting on herself.
“I’ve never seen you before in my life.” Ukyo stuttered. “And don’t call me a chick! I’m a dude!”
“Ranma, Ukyo-kun is a boy.” Akane added, even if her classmate was a little too girlishly cute for his own good.
The snake girl turned on her side to prop her head up with one arm, looking annoyed that she was being questioned. She pushed the tip of her tongue out through her teeth briefly before saying. “Nope, she’s a girl.”
“Just-- just shut up! Keep laying on that weird bean bag, I don’t have time to put up with some stupid gaijin who doesn’t know a boy from a girl!” Ukyo pulled her spatula from her back. “Genma, prepare to face the wrath of the child you left behind!”
“I’ve had a crush on a girl!” Akane screeched in horror, causing Ukyo to stumble forward and barely keep from falling. “Pervert!” She yelled and grabbed the edge of the shogi board in both hands.
“Oh no, not the game!” Genma bemoaned in false horror as the pieces were spilled.
“I was winning!” Soun cried.
Akane ignored the two fathers and hurled the heavy board at Ukyo. The crossdresser hurriedly brought up her battle spatula to intercept the missile but misjudged its weight, and the shogi board barreled through her defense to bounce off her head. Ukyo dropped to the ground like a puppet whose strings had been cut while the shogi board landed with enough force to bury itself in the grass.
“But Akane-- my game-- I was winning.” Her father whimpered until Akane turned to glare at him.
“Sheesh Akane, are you trying to kill her?” Ranma asked curiously, still lounging from her original place on the floor.
“It was a nice throw.” Genma complimented and crossed his arms. “Good strength too. We went through four boards before we had one made from steel reinforced concrete. Anything Goes Shogi is not for the feint of heart.”
‘I never knew that stupid heavy thing was part of a martial art.’ Akane fumed.
“So-- Pop.” Ranma slowly purred as she uncoiled herself to approach her parent. “Who’s this girl claiming to be Ukyo?”
“I have no clue what you’re talking about, boy.” Genma nervously replied, quickly getting surrounded by his cursed son’s coils.
“He-- she said child you left behind.” Akane pointed out, glaring at the man as she quickly tried to piece things together. Her eyes widened as a sudden realization hit her. “Is she your illegitimate daughter?!”
#I’m just an innocent panda!# Genma signed, having somehow found cold water. Which was apparently the wrong thing to do as Ranma tightened around him to immobilize her father. #I’m endangered!#
“Just fess up already, old man.” Ranma rolled her eyes and squeezed Genma even tighter. “Not like you need air to write on a sign.”
#I’ll tell you!# The panda frantically scribbled.
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I'm going to edit the class scene to have Akane be more interested in Ukyo.