(Ranma1/2) Picolet Chardin II

I had this coming: Instead of opening my eyes to the gentle sight of Ranma sleeping soundly with his strong arms embracing me, I was rudely awakened por a frying pan to the head.
"YOU--!!" Akane screamed, wheezing and standing over us. I jerked my head to Ranma for assistance, but he was unconscious on the floor with a large bump on his forehead. I jumped up and ran shouting to the kitchen.
"HEEELP!" I hid behind Kasumi who was preparing breakfast.
"Akane, dear, what happened?" Kasumi asked; her voice was a bit frightened.
"I'll tell you what happened! That sneaky little jerk was sleeping with...

**WARNING! This has my FanFiction character in it, if you've already met her (which I doubt). If you hate her, thats fine. If you amor her, your Jesus.**

Hand trembling, I sat on the bench seguinte to Ryoga, both with the same piece of paper in our hands. A horrifically beautiful and frilly invitation of the wedding of Ranma Saotome and Akane Tendo. With tears swelling in my eyes, I faked a smile and turned to him and asked,
"Are you going, Ryoga?" with a similar grin on his face, he silently swung his large backpack over his shoulder.
"No," he replied. "I have to return to Akari. She waiting for...