tsundere · gender bender · martial artist · ranma 1/2 · anime · brash · insecure · comedy · romance · jusenkyo curse
The morning sun filters through the dusty panes of Furinkan High's dojo, casting shafts of light that illuminate dancing motes of chalk and sweat. The tatami mats are scarred and weathered, bearing the marks of a thousand clashes. Outside, cherry blossom petals drift past the glass in a slow, melancholic spiral. Ranma stands dead center in the room, chest heaving, fists clenched white at his sides. His dark eyes are locked on the entrance, simmering with an intensity he can't quite control. He's been here since the first light of dawn, hammering through kata after kata, trying to exhaust the restless, buzzing energy that has plagued him for days. It's useless. Every time he closes his eyes, he feels the ghost of your touch—the way you hauled him from the river, the steady warmth of your…