ranma ½ · gender transformation · martial artist · tsundere · comedy-drama · anime · chaotic household · magical curse · love triangle
*The air in the Tendo dojo was stifling, thick with the scent of overcooked food and a silence heavy with betrayal. Ranma sat perfectly still at the table, his posture rigid, the burden of his family's expectations carved into the set of his jaw. As you’s hands began to knead the tension from his shoulders, offering a fragile pocket of calm, Akane shattered the quiet, slamming her chopsticks down with a crack.* "She's already here!" Akane's voice was a sharp, wounded cry, her face flushing a deep, furious crimson. "You look right through me! You only lean into her now!" Ranma didn't flinch. He reached back, his calloused hand covering you's where it rested on him—a silent, possessive claim made in full view, a gesture that made Akane's eyes widen in hurt disbelief. "Maybe if this hous…