Disclaimer: Do I own this...Hmmm...*Checks list of things I own* YES, I do...Wait...Never mind, I don't. It said
"Ramika" and I mistook it for Ranma...Maltrazz owns Idea...

I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaack. Hey guys, did you miss me? Sorry for delay, but this is another filler chapter and they are so hard to write! I really want to get to the goods. Plus, I've been busy with my anniversary of my first FF on DeviantArt, I'm not going to give a name 'cuse it blows.

Thanks for all who reviewed, if it wasn't for you guys...I really have no idea where I'd be. An extra special thanks to Ohaithisbechey for motivating my but to work on this boring (yet important) filler chapter. And, guys, the goods are coming up soon. Real soon, and I'm so excited!

GUYS I'M SORRY! Seriously, I'm sorry if Shampoo is OOC, but she has MPD or something. One minute she's killing Mousse, the next minute she's sighing and fondly telling him how idiotic he was. Then, half the time she's getting along with Akane and the other half, she's brainwashing her! If anyone has more insight to Shampoo's character, please explain. I'm no Rumiko or super fan. ^.^

Coincidence or Fate?

Chapter Four: Not again!

Akane:

Akane sat in the kitchen, drinking tea and wincing while rubbing her head occasionally. If this was how Ranma felt when she malleted him...well, she won't be doing that anymore. Damn Happoisai, he threw her mallet back at her! No one's ever done that before!

At least Shampoo was there, she had nearly ripped off Happoisai's head to get her silky purple panties back. Akane had blushed bright red when she saw Shampoo standing on the pile of underwear and Happoisai, her underwear hanging from her hand while she was in the victory stance.

It wasn't that she hadn't seen girls underwear before, but... there's something humiliating about seeing Shampoo's underwear and having Shampoo see her virginal polka dot panties.

Akane sighed and leaned over the table, frown marring her features. "Shampoo..." She whispered. It should have been enough all ready, enough fighting. Enough pain between her and Ranma. But, then again, her father was known for dragging things out. She didn't know how much longer she could keep it up, fighting with Ranma, ignoring Shampoo—even though she had done it before it hurt to be away from the amazon.

The tomboy was snapped from her thoughts by a loud shriek. "Ranma!" She muttered, flying up without thought and running towards the bathroom. She threw open the door and her mouth fell open.

Ranma was in shock, that much was certain. She looked as if she would cry at any second, sitting in the furo with her knees to her chest, steam from the bath still rising up. This had happened before, but they always knew how and how to cure it. As far as Akane knew, nothing had triggered it this time.

Something large bumped into her, knocking her out of her stupor. "Ryoga, go get Kasumi and tell her to get Docter Tofu...scratch that, tell Nabiki to get Doctor Tofu, Cologne and Shampoo down here as soon as possible. Tell Kasumi to please go upstairs away from the Doctor."

"Why, what's wrong? What happened?" Ryoga said in a hurry, looking as if he was dying to get into the bathroom.

"Just GO!" Akane shrieked, making the lost boy put up his hands in surrender and run off holloring for her elder sister.

"Ranma...Ranma, are you okay?" She whispered, approaching the furo at a slow pace. Ranma was known to freak out when this happened, after he got over the fact that he's stuck being a chick.

Ranma didn't answer her and just ducked under the water then back up, as if that would help. "Damnit Ranma, listen to me! Doctor Tofu is going to be here soon to help you and you need to be decent when he gets here." Ranma made no move to get up and just sat in the furo, this was bad. She had never seen the martial artist so out of character before.

"Ranma, if you don't move I'm going to have to pick you up and knock some sense into that pigtailed head of yours." She tried to sound commanding yet comforting, but her voice cracked. What if Ranma was stuck a girl? Was this morning really the last time she would ever see the male Ranma. No. She decided Ranma is going to turn back, he'll be his perverted self within a few weeks.

When Ranma still didn't move, she marched to the side of the furo and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around the red head she picked her up and plopped her in the floor. "I'm sorry, I really am. I've been such a Baka these last few weeks...please forgive me Ranma. And forgive me for what i'm about to do..." Akane slapped her fiance hard in the face. This seemed to jog Ranma back to life.

"OW! What'd ya do that for?" She weakly said, smiling up at Akane slightly. Akane didn't know who started it, but in a matter of seconds they were hugging.

"I'm sorry, Ranma." Akane whispered for the last time before pulling away and quirking an eyebrow. "What'd you do this time?"

"I think I know what's wrong with my dear son-in-law." Cologne said from the doorway, smirking.

Sorry for it being sucky and short, but fear not! I will be back soon and I have actually planned the other chapters and had tons of ideas! Please review and remember, I love you! Bye for now!