Another Akane (Ranma 1/2 fanfic)

The daily morning of Midori

UPDATE! YAY!

here it is! sorry it's going to be short!

Disclaimer: unfortunately, Ranma 1/2 doesn't belong to me. But when I rule over the world, it'll will belong to me. teehee. I OWN MIDORI TENDO THOUGH.

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Midori POV

stupid alarm clock! it never works! i set it to 5:00 but it woke me up at 5:30! baka baka baka! i hate it! as i get up, i see a coating of sweat on Ranma's forehead. he must be having a terrible dream. i bet it had something to do with Kuno, the baka. But it's not like a cared. Ranma could have been eaten by sharks and I wouldn't even bat an eye.

I probably should wake him up. But then, I'd actually be helping the goon.

I kick off the thick mattress covering me. I went over to the dresser and took out a Chinese qipao shirt and some silk capris. The capris were a going away gift from my uncle when I was about to leave. It was embriodered near the legs with pretty flowers. I really like it. Despite it being silk, it was really flexible, and compatible to my daily routine. I also took some spare pants and a shirt for my morning training session

Of course, undergarments were taken out as well.

I walked over to the screen door and opened it gently. I didn't want to wake Ranma up until the last minute. That is, when he had no time left to get ready. Yeah.

After soaking in the bath for a few minutes, I brushed my long hair and did my usual hairdo. I brushed some minty paste into my teeth and hurried out to the dojo.

"Yosh! 3,000 push ups and 4,000 sit ups are my goal today!" I shouted before storming into the the room. As expected, no one was inside. Well obviously. What sane person wakes up at 5:30? Oh right. I do. Hehehe

I yawned slightly before getting down and starting my daily warmup.

-3,000 push ups later-

"Phew, that took longer than expected! A whole 30 minutes!" I frowned, wiping off some sweat from my face. I was never one to sweat to much, thank kami-sama.

"Midori?" Said a voice, making me jump slightly. Akane stood there, dressed in her martial arts uniform. To say the least, I wasn't surprised. Akane always liked to wake up early and train, even when we were young.

"Oh hey Akane! You doing some morning training too?" I said getting up from my 36th sit-up. Akane nodded her head. She walked into the dojo, as I continued to do more sit-ups.

"How many do you plan to do?!" Akane said incredulously, as I rapidly fired away at my sit-ups. I stopped for a minute to answer her.

"Most of the time, I aim for 3,000 push ups and 4,000 sit-ups. Sometimes more..." I said, watching Akane's gaping mouth drop through the floor.

"Hey, sis, wanna spar a bit?" Akane said after a couple of seconds. I get up and grin at her.

"I thought you'd never ask!" I said. Meh. Who cares about the stupid sit-ups. I can cheat my regimen for one day.

Akane nodded before getting into the stance. I recognized it. It was the same one dad taught us a long time ago. Only now, she seemed much more refined at it and experienced. I too hot in the same stance, although it wasn't my preferable one. I usually use the one my uncle taught me, but sparring with akane made me feel nostalgic. Akame could see that I wasn't as comfortable with this type of stance but didn't say anything.

"Here I come!" Shouted akane, throwing a punch. Straightforward as usual. I dodged the shot, looking to see where akane was. To my surprise, she was actually in air with me. She grinned at me as she winded up for a punch.

"I got you now!" She yelled, slamming her fist. Into the floor I mean. I pressed my foot lightly on the side of her stomach, giving me enough momentum to switch direction and avoid her punch. I landed gently on the floor. Akane looked at me wide eyed, trying to lodge her hand out of the now broken floor.

"How did you do that?" Akane said breathlessly. I smiled slightly.

"You left your side wide open." I said, watching akane rub her side in slight pain. In my mind, my light means a normal person's kick. Akane grumbled something about rude little sisters before finally managing to free her hand. She wiped her sweat off with the back of her hand.

"By the way. Breakfast will probably be ready soon. You sure you don't want to shower?" Akane asked, as we walked away from the dojo. I shook my head.

"Barely broke a sweat," I said, teasing akane.

"Shut up!" Akane shouted elbowing me. I laughed before elbowing her back. Bad choice. Akane winced slightly.

"Same side?" I said.

"Same side, you idiot. Trying to kill your own sister?" Akane said. I shrugged while akane rolled her eyes. I smiled to myself. It's been so long since I've actually gotten to hang out with my own twin. We've never really had any bonding time since I got here. I couldn't help but reminisce about the time we lost as sisters.

From now on, I was going to recreate the bond we had during childhood.

"Akane! Midori! Breakfast is ready!" Kasumi called, as we jogged up to the house. 

There, bowls of rice, platters or fish, and platelets of pickled radish awaited us. Just as I got seated down, Kasumi looked over at me.

"What?" I said, about to pick up my chopsticks.

"Would you please call up Ranma, Midori? I think he's still asleep," Kasumi reminded me, giving me a 'you-have-to-do-it' look. I sighed before setting down the chopsticks.

The heavenly food would have to wait.

"It's always gotta be me," I mumbled, as I tread towards the joint room that Ranma and I unfortunately have to share. urgh.

When I slide open the door, I find Ranma still conked out on the floor. He continued to roll, until he  occupied my futon as well. That little...

"Oi! Ranma! Pick your butt up and get ready! Rise and shine, you genderbendin' weirdo!" I say, kicking him slightly in the stomach.

No response.

I could feel my anger and impatience seethe over. This guy was wasting my time! I need to eat! Ranma continued to sleep, completely unaware how close to death he was.

I crouched over to give a few slaps. Slap. Slap. Slap. He wasn't waking up anytime soon. I got up and sighed, before walking away.

"I tried..." I said, shrugging my shoulders as I slid the door closed once more. Ranma could sleep for all eternity and I couldn't give two ships about it. I walked back into the kitchen, where everyone was eating away at their food. I saw that Akane has already taken shower. Kasumi looked at me.

"Is Ranma up yet?" Kasumi said, bringing a small amount of rice up to her lips. I gave her a peppy (and fake) smile.

"Yeah. Totally. But he also said he didn't want food, so i'll take his portions," I said, still smiling (devilishly). Genma raised an eyebrow. I bet he knew that Ranma would never give away his food. But he shrugged and continued on eating.

"Well, all right. But he should be eating properly. He's a growing boy," Kasumi said uncertainly as she pushed his fish closer to me. My mouth slightly watered at the aroma. Sucks to be you Ranma.

But hey, you snooze you lose.

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A/N: ok an update at last!

by the way, from now on, i'll be straying from the actual plot of Ranma. Of course, I'll still introduce all the different characters, but the plot will be different so i'll be able to wrap this thing up in 20+ chapters.

thanks for reading. I hope :/ once again, sorry for the terrible writing. Also, feel free to comment any mistakes I make. Even when I proofread, mistakes always slip by me.