The walk to school had never been more awkward. That says something, and you'd better believe it. In his own, er, memory of the world where he was a she, Akane remembered quite a few awkward walks to school alongside this idiot. For whatever reason Nabiki had dashed off up ahead of them, claiming 'business at school' and leaving the two of them to go together.
Sort of reminded him of the day after the engagement was finalized. Until then, Akane had walked to school with Nabiki. Every day after that, it had been the two of them. Ranma on the fence. Akane down below.
The main thing on Akane's mind (other than what she had done with Ranma yesterday) was, of course, the nature of their relationship. Did they do that stuff often? How did it start? Why did it happen? Why was Ranma suddenly okay with doing sexy things in his girl form? His adorable short stacked girl form. Small, cute, but full to bursting with vibrant energy, a smile on a face like that could bring a man to his knees at ten paces, it wasn't even fair how -
Stop that. Cut that out. You're not going to like what happens if you keep thinking like that out in public. Certain biological responses would kick in and - well, Ranma sure as hell wouldn't let you live that down regardless of what your 'relationship' was like.
Which, in turn, led to the delicate matter of how the <i>actual fuck</i> she was meant to find that out? Ask him? Oh yes, that would go down well! 'Say do you happen to remember the first time we banged?'
Akane could feel the black eye he’d be getting in advance just from thinking about it. That's before you get into the fact they're meant to be dating other people anyway!
"Akane! Ranchan!"
Speak of the devil, and here comes Ukyo. All of a sudden, Akane felt a keen awareness of why Ranma had called her 'cute' all the way back then. Despite her natural talent at pretending to be a boy, Ukyo was a very, very pretty girl. Even the fact that she was wearing a gakuran very convincingly did nothing to distract from this simple fact. Perhaps if she had tried to act more manly it might have been less clear. But as it was it was clear she was planning for her planned future husband to know she was a <b>very</b> pretty girl.
"Morning, Uchan!" Ranma waved to her. "What's up?"
"You, on the fence, as usual," Ukyo quipped. "What's eating you, Akane? You look lost."
"Ah, is that what it is?" Ranma asked. "You're doing a Ryoga impression? You gonna start yelling about 'I have seen hell because of you' and so forth?"
Oh gosh, that was something else to think about. Was he still friends with Ryoga? He always seemed to get really bothered by Ranma's behavior around the various girls after him. How did they get on now? In fact, did they get on at all? Probably not!
Actually, forget that point. Focus on the fact that technically, Ranma and Ukyo are supposed to be a thing. And you had sex with Ranma's girl form yesterday. Intense, passionate sex. Hell, you were woken up today when Ranma - for whatever reason - decided to blow you until you woke up! Ranma is cheating on Ukyo with you! That's - That's...
...
Had Ukyo's butt always looked that amazing in those trousers? You could bounce pennis off those -
No, stop being perverted, you'll get hard! This stupid body, why was it getting turned on so easily?! Control yourself! It was a bit harder - er, more difficult now that you'd experienced sex, but that was no excuse! Stop drooling over Ukyo, it's bad enough that you hooked up with Ranma! The last thing you needed was imagining what it would be like if you pushed Ukyo up against that fence, peeled her trousers off down her legs and then used your penis to -
"Uh, you okay there sugar?" Ukyo asked. "Or is beating your head against that wall some kinda martial arts training?"
"Training!" Akane yelled. "Definitely training!" Myself to not be a pervert! Yes, that's the ticket! If she concussed herself a couple of times, her brain would have other things to worry about than getting laid! That's how biology works, right? She was a bit dizzy, kind of hard to figure that out.
"Ignore him, he's being weird like always," Ranma shrugged. You're partly to blame for this, little miss sneaks-into-his-room-and-blows-him-awake!
"If you're sure..." Ukyo said, but then she immediately turned to smile at Ranma again. "Soooo, I was thinking it would be super fun if we hung out this weekend. Try out a few recipes I came up with."
"You sure that's all you wanna taste?" Ranma asked. "I mean, last time you came up with some new recipes, you wound up eating - "
Ranma what have you done. It didn't matter that Ukyo slammed her spatula over your head adn shushed you, the image was now fully ingrained in Akane's head. That is to say, the image of Ukyo giving Ranma head. Was that how Ranma had learned how to give it so good, by getting Ukyo to help out? Practise on his boy form, then use that to - Oooh, what a thought to have.
Especially if you considered other implications. If Ukyo had taught Ranma how to blow a guy, then she must be pretty good at it herself. Akane didn't want to be on this train of thought, by the way, but the train wasn't stopping at any stations to let her hop off.
"If it's just new recipes, I could always tag along too you know," Akane said and then felt like kicking the living shit out of himself. Stupid! Why did he say that? No, he knew the answer to that already. His libido was whispering sweet little lies to his subconscious. Lies like 'hey, if you tag along, maybe threesome'. They were obvious falsehoods. It would never, ever happen. All that would happen is that Akane would be a third wheel, and all his dumb question had done was spoil the mood between Ukyo and <i>the idiot cheating on her with you.</i>
"Eh, sure, why not? The more the merrier," Ukyo chirped. "You don't mind, do you Ranchan?"
"So long as he doesn't do anything weird or violent, shouldn't be an issue," Ranma shrugged. "No Shampoo, though. That chick's crazy."
Not to beat a dead horse here, but that had been said by the girl who had crept into Akane's room this morning and sucked his dick until he woke up, then played it off like nothing happened. Like it was nothing unusual. Then agreed to let him tag along on what should be a date with his cute girlfriend.
What the fuck kind of life was his male counterpart living before 'she' came along?
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