Akane sighted. She and Ranma where in Italy for their anniversary and of course he was dragged into some mafia conflict. So now she was guarding a manor belonging to one mafia while Ranma tricked a rival boss of another group.
'How boring can this be.' She thought. Feeling slightly peckish she decided to get her something to eat.
"Who are you?" The little girl asked. Akane had found the kitchen and was making herself a sandwich when a young girl with long purple reddish hair.
"My name is Akane Saotome, and I'm waiting for my husband to finish some business." Akane told the young girl in passable Italian.
"Oh, what are you doing here in the kitchen then?" She asked. Standing trying to see what Akane was doing.
"I'm hungry so I'm making a sandwich. I could do something else but don't feel like doing anything complicated." Akane answered. The girls eye's lit up.
"You can cook." She asked.
"Sure I can. I'm really good at it to." Akane said full of misguided pride.
"Then could you teach me to make cookies. My little brother is having a piano concert and I want to help him." The girl told Akane, hope filling her voice.
"Sure I'll help you." Akane said happily. She cleared away the sandwich and made room on the counter. "Your little brother is very lucky to have a nice big sister like you."
"Thank you Mrs Satome." The girl said exited to begin.
"What is your name, by the way. You never told me."
"My name is Bianchi and my brother's name is Hayato." Bianchi said bright smile on her face.
'Why do I feel like I've doomed somebody' Ranma thought as he fought his way to the mafia boss.