Nabiki Tendo was the Ice Queen of Furinkan. The reason for that was very simple: She was cold. She was aloof. She would break your balls (though she'd rather break your wallet) without seeming to care. She was above it all, nothing phased her. Even when she was in her, ahem, transformed state everyone knew well enough to not fuck with her or mention any of the things that she got up to in that state.
Indeed, this girl portrayed that very same kind of air while walking back to her room. Head held high, cocky smirk on her pretty face, confident swagger with small controlled steps.This girl was calm. This girl was cool. This girl was in control.
Right up until she closed the door to her room. At which point she collapsed to the floor, balled her fists under her chin, and rolled around like an especially hyper pig in muck while repeatedly saying "he said yes, he said yes, he said yes!" as if it was some new holy mantra or cheat code that would grant her infinite wealth.
So after about five minutes of that blatantly out of character behaviour Nabiki sat up and took several deep breaths. She fanned herself down and tried to get her heartbeat back to a reasonable rate. "Okay. Okay then. So I got him around on the idea of martial arts dating," Nabiki said to herself. Another deep breath, keep that stupid grin from breaking out on your face. "All I need is... a competitor. That's all. That's no big deal. I can arrange that."
Yep. That wouldn't be any trouble at all. She knew plenty of idiots who would leap at a chance for something like this. No. That wasn't the real problem. Actually, the real problem was -
"Nabiki!" her little sister yelled, pushing the door open. "Did you borrow that cute miniskirt I bought last month without asking?!"
“Why would you bother to ask before buying a miniskirt?” Nabiki said without pause. “Aren’t you old enough to make that sort of decision yourself?”
"That's not what I meant!" Akane scowled. "Stop borrowing my clothes, okay?"
"Okay, okay..." Nabiki rolled her eyes. "Although I do have to wonder why you were looking out that skirt in the first place. Were you maybe hoping to show off a little for a certain pigtailed slab of beef?"
"Yeah, I bet he won't be able to stop staring at my legs... I mean, no! Don't be disgusting!"
Ugh... This was the problem right here though. Both of her sisters were her rivals. Now, all three of them were hot. Easily among the hottest babes in Furinkan. Which was the problem really. All three of them had their own appeal and their own advantages to play off of, which meant... The competition would be fierce and if they found out about this 'martial arts date' dealie she had going on with Ranma then both of them were bound to interfere.
Which meant that priority one wasn't setting up the competition. It was making sure that her sisters didn't get in her way.
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"And that's why our first priority is making sure there's someone for them to play with!"
Genma sighed wearily and tugged at the old woman's dress Hinako was making him wear. "You mean, for them to compete with."
"That's what I said!" little Hinako cheered while munching on treats. Honestly now, he'd say that this diet would stunt her growth but... That seemed quite a wrong thing to observe when it came to her.
Well, in any event. He and Hinako were heading off to some other school that was a little outside the Furinkan district. For reasons that baffled him Genma was disguised as an old woman. Hinako promised that this would make sense later on, but somehow he wasn't so sure of that.
"Why are we going to the school anyway?" Genma asked. Ugh! This stupid dress was dragging on the ground. How did women wear this kind of thing? "Nobody should be there right now."
<b>"How many peepholes did that perverted kiss maniac make?!"</b> an extremely stressed sounding voice yelled out in what seemed to be the direction of the girl's locker room. <b>"If he put half this much effort into his grades, he'd have already graduated!"</B>
"There she is!" Hinako sang, and skipped frolicking off in that direction.
"Hinako, are you sure we should bother whoever that was just now?" Genma asked, showing an extremely rare sense of empathy for another human being. "They sounded extremely stressed out."
"Oh, no. That wasn't her stressed out," Hinako laughed. "Trust me, you'll know when she's stressed out."
That sounded ominous. Probably better to not ask questions. In fact it would probably be better if he wasn't here at all! Genma turned to leave - but then suddenly found himself looking down at a rather small woman carrying a box in each arm. One full of plush toys. The other full of hammers, nails and bits of wood.
"Uwaaaaa... St-stranger..." the small woman began to tremble. "Stranger on school grounds! Uwaaaa!"
"Hi, Hi Koori!" Hinako chirped, tackling the woman in a flying hug that somehow didn't budge her an inch. "This is Koori Hidaka, she's the gym teacher here at Kolhohtz Academy!"
"Hello madame, I am pleased to meet you," Koori said, suddenly calming down. Huh. how strange. "Thank goodness you are an old woman instead of a dirty man sneaking onto campus in the middle of the night otherwise I would have to castrate you where you stand."
".. Thanks goodness?" Genma whimpered. Hinako, what had you led her into?!
"Oh dear, I'm sorry!" Koori gasped. "I didn't used to be like this. It's just that.. Dealing with those two. Day in. Day out. The Golden Pair. An inveterate womaniser. A ditzy kleptomaniac. If I don't spend every night scouring the grounds for peepholes and cute things those two... Those two will cause such chaos!"
... Genma wasn't quite sure that he understood properly. It sounded as if this 'Golden Pair' had inflicted a deep rooted psychological trauma on this poor woman which was manifesting itself in... Why was she hammering that plush bear to a tree?
"Die cute things! Die, die, die!" Koori yelled. "Ah... Oh dear... Was there something the two of you wanted?"
"Yay! We have a plan!" Hinako cheered. Now she was running around Koori with her arms stuck out as if she was an airplane. "There's a boy my daughters like. So! So! We wanna set 'em up!"
"Then keep your daughters far, far away from here," Koori advised solemnly. "One or the other might try to kidnap them. I don't know which would be worse. The klepto or the pervert."
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Hinako excitedly bounced up and down. "That's why we're here! We wanna challenge 'em... to a martial arts date!"
"Martial... arts... date?" Koori intoned. She looked over at Genma, who responded to the look with a nod. "Martial arts date? Martial arts date? Martial arts <b>date</b>>?!"
"That sounds like a wonderful idea," Koori said. Then she put down the boxes and skipped off into the building while singing "tralalalala, don't have to deal with them for a day."
"There we go! All done!" Hinako dusted off her hands. "That'll take care of it. Knowing her it'll all be sorted out by dawn tomorrow! She'll even have the rules set out and picked a location... Genma? Is something wrong?"
"There is just one thing," Genma coughed. Then after considering his wording with greater care and consideration than he might normally, he yelled "I have so many questions!"
Alas, he would not be getting any answers. Only dread. Only encroaching mortal dread for the events still to come.
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Alright then. Nabiki had a plan. She'd come up with it pretty quickly over the course of last night, and she was pretty confident that it would work. All she had to do was 'persuade' Akane's friends to treat her to a concert, while Kasumi could be kept occupied by arranging for her friends in the neighborhood to set up a bake sale. It would involve pulling in some favours and a whole bunch of strings that she was saving for an emergency, but she'd covered every eventuality.
Sure, she'd had to rush out of the house a bit early to make sure that she could get things rolling before her sisters knew what was happening. And sure, she was feeling the itch to drain someone <i>hard</i> this morning. Nonetheless, this queen of cool had her head on straight. She had something that she wanted and she knew how to get it. Everything was coming up -
"Nabiki Tendo!" a certain idiot yelled while rushing towards her at full speed. "What is the meaning of this nonsense?! Explain it to me, this very instant!"
Or just as a suggestion, just an idea, she could drain this idiot dry to satisfy that itch and skip and frolic off to school as happy as a clam. Oh! She hated how stuck up her 'other self' was sometimes. Never let loose, always had to be sooooo mean to people. Ah, but this martial arts dating idea she'd had was super cool so she couldn't wait to see how that turned out.
Then as she entered the school grounds she saw a giant billboard with her mother standing in front of it proud as punch. It read 'Martial Arts Dating Contest: Furinkan vs Kolhotz! Saotome and Tendo vs the Golden Pair!'
She did have to admit that the poster was super, super cute though. The flowers around the edges were sublime.
"That's right everyone! This Friday night, tune in to see the martial arts dating contest unfold between two rival schools! Yipee!"
Mother was also throwing herself into this pretty hard. It was so adorable that Nabiki wanted to join in! Uh oh! But here came the Principal. He didn't look too happy!
"Hey, hey now naughty keiki, no be setting up no inter-school martial arts contest without permi-"
Which was the point that she drained him and, by sheer coincidence, earned a whole lot more of an attraction towards her announcement. Funny how the extra curves and longer legs could have that effect.
"Hey Nabiki, what's all the noise about?" li'l sis Akane asked. Without a second thought Nabiki whirled around and tackled Ranma to the ground.
"Yay! Mother's set up a fun date for us!" Nabiki squeed, rubbing her cheek into his chest like a cat trying to mark its scent.
"So these Golden Pair chumps are gonna be our opponent...?" Ranma asked. This proved to be a mistake as Akane promptly scooped up Nabiki with one hand and drained Ranma dry with the other.
"In other words, dear sister, you attempted to date him behind our backs?" the more mature and curvier Akane huffed, scowling at Nabiki quite hard. "I will take care to punish my future husband-pet another time, but for the time being... I shall be giving you such a spanking for your deceitful behaviour -"
Ah, but a mother can interrupt two arguing siblings like nobody else on this Earth. She tweaked both of their ears and pulled them away. "Now Akane dear, you're only allowed to spank Ranma. Not your sister. I trust you understand?"
"Yes mother," Akane griped. Then hauled Ranma up over her shoulder and marched off to the nearest storage shed for a little privacy.
"Wait, I didn't agree to that!" Ranma weakly protested.
"Ah! She's gonna spank my date!" Nabiki cried. She puffed out her cheeks and stomped indignantly on the ground. "We already agreed last night, didn't we Ranma! Didn't we?! You and me, in a martial arts dating contest!"
"Uh... yeah, that's right..." Ranma said. "Nabiki... told me about it... last night..."
Normally a martial artist has a strong survival instinct. Normally. When Akane drained him of energy just now it must have had a detrimental effect on his ability to sense incoming danger. Nabiki on the other hand could sense it coming from a mile back. It felt like if Akane took a step she'd leave scorch marks for footprints.
"I see," Akane said. "Well then. If it is only one date, and it is for martial arts purposes... then I shall grant special permission. However, I shall impose this rule upon you, Ranma Saotome! Any physical thing you do with my sister on that date you shall do with me ten times over! At that time you shall properly learn your place, and which sister you truly belong to."
Guh! That bully! Nabiki stuck out her tongue at the retreating back of her mean li'l sis - and then the energy ran out leaving her back in her normal form sticking out her tongue in the middle of the school's front yard after having had an extensive discussion out in public about the boy she and her sisters wanted to fuck stupid.
"That conversation never happened," Nabiki warned all present. Well. Actually. She was really feeling a bit more cross that it turned out her planning and scheming was actually kind of redundant.
It was also kind of a shame that before leaving the house this morning she'd placed a phone call to Seisyun High School to arrange for a certain rival to show up for this martial arts date. This... could complicate matters quite a bit!
- It doesn't take long before Nodoka and Soun hear about this contest. How will they mess things up?
- Ranma and Nabiki meet the Golden Pair. Things soon get personal.
- So, it turns out that Mariko is also getting involved in this mess. And she's apparently dating a boy wearing camo trousers who is calling himself Ranma Saotome... When his actual name is Ryu Kumon.
- Akane fumes while watching Ranma and Nabiki train for the contest.
- Something else
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