If there's anything in this world that is adept at making a young man suffer, it is a young woman. Unfortunately from Akane's point of view the reverse also holds true. Right now she was lying in her bed kicking at the air, fuming at her situation and how much more complicated her life had become since that <i>jerk</i> entered her life.
"Of all people to have as a skating partner!" she complained aloud. Her innocent pillow took a quick beating, but given her sleeping habits it was used to such treatment by now. "A loudmouth inconsiderate self-centred braggart who can't even stay up on the ice."
All of which was true. Ranma was all of those things. Heck, come to it he didn't even like her pet pig all that much either! Poor P-Chan, having to put up with Azusa like that. Having to rely on Ranma was a gamble as it was, she didn't need to worry about this bizarre compulsion to stare into his bright blue eyes, stepping closer moment to moment until their bodies touched. Then, him cupping her cheek and tilting his head just so, to ensure their noses didn't get in the way when they -
A knock on the window brought her out of her daydreaming. Akane sat up and realised she'd been running her index finger along her lips. She pulled it away. The knocking at the window became more urgent. She rose to her feet and marched across. As expected, there was a pigtailed head upside down, hanging down from above. The window was thrown open. She grabbed her fiance's ears and pulled him into an upside-down smooch without either of them sharing a word.
Don't misunderstand her. She was still utterly <i>furious</i> at him for that stunt earlier. It was the feeling she got when their lips met. It was like her entire body was sighing in relief, blessed contented relief. Though she'd never say it aloud Akane could easily do this for hours and never get bored, not even a little.
At some unspoken signal their lips parted and tongues explored still unfamiliar territory, stranger still since they were upside down. She felt Ranma's hands in her hair, massaging her scalp. Oh, Ranma! This was such a better use of their mouths, rather than telling each other off or getting into arguments. She tried to hold onto her anger but it melted away at the feeling of their tongues pressing up against each other, the taste of him, the smell of him until all that she could thinks was 'maybe I can be angry at him later. For now, let's enjoy this moment.'
Or at least that is what she had been thinking right up until she heard the door to her room open up. Ranma hastily pulled away, hiding above the window. When their lips separated there was a strangely satisfying 'plop' noise.
"Good evening Akane, here is your washing," Kasumi said, but Akane could hardly manage the strength to turn around. She was afraid of what her face looked like just now. "Eh? Is something the matter? Why are you standing by the window, little sister?"
"j-Just admiring the night's sky!" Akane offered. Ooh, she could feel the heat rushing off her cheeks! Her lips throbbed. Her tongue felt weird too. She wanted to tell her sister to leave, leave now so she could get back to kissing Ranma, but she could not possibly admit that aloud!
"Ara... It is very beautiful tonight," Kasumi serenely answered. "I think tomorrow will be a very nice day."
And then her eldest sister left the room. Akane relaxed, and Ranma's head came back down. The two of them stared at each other for a few seconds, then leaned in to pick up where they'd left off -
Then suddenly the door opened again! Ranma repeated the same disappearing act, and Akane nearly fell right out of the window in surprise.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Dinner should be ready soon."
"Thanks sis!" Akane said. Too close! Was this what a heart attack felt like? The door closed again. This time Ranma waited a little longer coming back down, but this time when he did it was to fully enter the room, or more accurately get dragged in by Akane. Which is when she noticed something she hadn't quite been in the right headspace to pick up before.
"You're a girl?" Akane gasped. Then, without hesitation, bobbed her head forward to steal the cute girl's lips. It didn't really matter what form Ranma was in. The effect was still the same. Relief, blessed sweet relief. Sure the body was softer and there was a slightly different taste, but otherwise Ranma was still Ranma.
"Thought you were gonna be my end," Ranma remarked when they broke for a breath of air. The pleasant mood within the room shattered like dropped glass. How like him! Right as she was starting to really get into this. They resumed their kissing on the bed, with Akane taking a much more aggressive approach than before. She rolled over on top of Ranma, and then unbuttoned a clasp on her shirt. That was enough for her to sneak in a hand for a quick grope on her breast.
To her immense satisfaction Ranma gasped cutely, and without thinking about it Akane moved to nuzzle into her neck. Through this, a wicked smirk fell upon her lips even as they savoured the delightful taste of the nape of this sexy pigtailed girl. She wasn't done yet. While one hand was content to tease and fondle Ranma's 'bigger bust, to boot'. Akane's other hand went in an even more forbidden direction.
"W-Wait, Akane!" Ranma protested at the same moment Akane's fingers dipped underneath her trousers and boxer shorts. "Isn't this a little too much?"
"We can stop anytime you want," Akane whispered, then licked Ranma's ear. Ranma whimpered in a distinctly unmanly way. "Say the word and -"
Footsteps. There were definitely footsteps outside the room just now. Both of them froze. It was the same thing for anyone fooling around with someone they did not want to be caught fooling around with, the sense that someone else might be near was far higher than any other time. They froze in place, as though any movement made might summon the person to enter instead of walking by.
Which is when Akane really took stock of what their current position looked like. It dawned on her gradually, a little bit at a time. Where were her hands just now? Inside Ranma's shirt and down her underwear. Where were her lips? Pressing lightly at a little spot just under Ranma's right ear. Their legs were intertwined, they were lying on Akane's bed, Ranma's hands were resting comfortably around the back of Akane's head... It was difficult to imagine a more incriminating pose for them to be in while still being fully clothed!
"Where is that boy?" asked the voice of Genma Saotome. "Maybe his beloved fiancee has seen him?"
The spell broke, and Ranma bounced up onto the ceiling even as there was a knock at the door. Heart pounding in her chest, Akane smoothed out her clothes, then suddenly noticed in a nearby mirror that her face was bright red and her forehead covered with beads of sweat. "Come in!" Akane answered. She lunged for a dumbbell and began doing some basic exercises with them. Just in the nick of time!
"Akane, have you seen Ranma anywhere?" Genma asked, poking his head in through the doorway. Up above, Ranma was pressed firmly against the ceiling. "That lazy son of mine is skipping his training! Ah, unlike yourself! It does a father proud to know that his future daughter in law is so diligent in her training."
"First, I've not seen him," Akane lied, but then shot him a death glare. "Secondly, I'm not marrying him! Go away!"
The stupid old panda left, and Akane flopped back onto her bed. That was close! That was far too close! It seemed as though Ranma agreed. She had already redone the clasp on her shirt, and was now crawling along the ceiling with impressive agility, making sure to keep well away from Akane until she reached the window. At the moment before she hopped away, Ranma stopped to turn back. Then both of them licked their lips in unison - and then she was gone.
"Probably for the best," Akane sighed. She lifted her finger to run circles around her lips, which were now starting to ache again for that special taste of Ranma Saotome. "This is going to cause so many problems."
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"This is going to cause so many problems."
Ranma Saotome was not the kind of guy to get especially introspective, but his thoughts had been tending towards that way today. So, he liked Akane. That wasn't the same as like, liking her. He liked her as a person, a friend, a confidant. Not as a girlfriend or a fiancee or anything like that. Heck, Ranma didn't even really want either of those things anyway! He only wanted a friend, and it very much looked like he and Akane, for all their arguing and all the annoyance they were tossing at each other were set on that path. Buddies. Pals. Someone to hang out with.
Buddies and pals do not sneak into each other's rooms to spontaneously fool around. So you can see his dilemma. Pretty much as soon as he was able to tear himself away from kissing Akane he had made a beeline right here to the bath, both to change back to normal and get himself a little alone time, try to wash these feelings away. He splashed the hot water in his face. Nope. His lips were still tingling with a deep set want and need that was burning him up from the inside. It had been maybe five minutes, but he was already feeling the itch to head right back up there and -
The door separating the bath with the cleaning area slide open, and in a familiar scene, Akane was standing there with naught but a small towel covering her body. They stared at each other for a moment. A long, silent moment. It was strange, Ranma was aware that Akane was naked, but he couldn't take his eyes off her face, and somehow he felt that she was exactly the same.
"Sorry," Ranma offered. "I, uh... Must've forgot to flip the sign."
What followed was a mutual mad dash that bordered on the comical. It was as though some invisible being had grabbed hold of their lips and pulled them forward, rocketing into one another in the bath. Akane's towel had been carelessly discarded, her hands having only one aim. The back of Ranma's head, while his hands seized hold of her hips. The two of them almost bowled the other over in their desperation to resume an activity either one of them would deny wanting to do with the other in the first place, if anyone had the thought to ask them.
The two of them let out a muffled contented sigh at the moment of contact. Oh yes, this was the reason neither of them could resist for long, that little moment of total bliss, total peace, where they could both momentarily forget that they were supposed to not be into each other.
Their bodies moved closer. Akane hooked her leg around Ranma's waist, and then -
"W-Wait a minute!" Akane suddenly gasped, pushing herself away from Ranma, but only a little. "This is a little too far, isn't it? Kissing is one thing, but..."
Ranma knew immediately what Akane meant. His dick was fully erect, the two of them were completely naked, and from their position it would only take a step's worth of movement forward for something amazing, something wonderful and something neither of them were ready for to begin.
Sex. Even thinking the word with Akane in context made Ranma's balls ache. Sex with Akane. Sex with the uncute tomboy. If that happened there would be no turning back, they would have to get married. He knew they shouldn't. He knew it was wrong.
But... He also remembered what Akane did to his girl form in her room a little while ago.
"We can stop any time you want," Ranma said, rubbing his hands around on her hips. "Say the word, and that's the end of it."
"Ranma..." Akane sighed. She closed her eyes, puckered her lips. This was it. The moment of truth. This would change the course of the rest of their lives forever, and -
The door opened. "Ah! Nothing like a hot bath to help unwind the body!"
Both of them turned pale white. That was Nabiki's voice! If anything could break the spell of a kiss addiction, it was that gossip monger/blackmailer entering the room!
Thinking quickly, Ranma ducked Akane under the water while yelling "Oy! Someone's in here!"
"Saotome? Did you forget to flip the sign again? Tsk, tsk!"
Yeah, he forgot. And so did Akane by the looks of things!
"You know, this is how rumours get started, right?" Nabiki asked. "It's almost as if you wanted to see us naked... I wonder how Akane would react if she found out?"
"... How much?"
"How about... Two thousand yen? I'm feeling generous today."
Tsk. Her being generous meant she probably had something worse in mind. "Fine! Get outta here, I'll be out in a minute."
"Pleasure doing business with you Saotome! See you soon."
The door opened and closed again. To be careful, Ranma slid open the door to take a peek. No sign of her. He let Akane up again. There was a dazed look on her face, and a rather peculiar grin that struck him as really, desperately uncute.
"Oy, tomboy!" he snapped his fingers in front of her face. "Snap out of it. We got a problem."
"I wasn't staring at your - I mean, what sort of problem?"
"Nabiki's probably right outside the bathroom, waiting for me to come out," Ranma said. "If she spots you coming out, we're done for. There's no way she won't assume we're fooling around."
"Well... We kind of <i>are</i> fooling around... Look, why don't you just take her away and get her the money you owe her? That'll get her to leave immediately, right?"
Oh yeah. That was actually a pretty good point! Without thinking about it, Ranma gave her a chaste kiss on the cheek and immediately hopped out of the bath. "Good thinking, tomboy," he whispered.
"D-Don't mention it," Akane replied, sinking under the water while staring at Ranma's naked body. "Really... Don't..."
- Cut to the next day, with all new challenges.
- It turns out Nabiki, of all people, is also suffering a kiss addiction... With Kuno!
- Ranma tries the plan - but someone else is about to enter the bathroom as he's leaving!
- Actually, Nabiki is completely onto them and sets about blackmailing Ranma without Akane knowing.
- Something else
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