Ranma found herself full of confused feelings when she woke up. By all means, she hadn't planned to sleep with any guy. She always felt completely a boy, sex with a men was not on her list. At last, she thought so. Because it had happened and no matter of what she thought about that man before, she wanted him badly. She could almost remember how she cried and moaned in his arms, these sounds still echoed in her ears, like a some kind of remorse. Was he that lewd? Or crazy? But she found that she feels no disgust while thinking about it. It was making it even more confusing for her.

But what should she do now? Where would this go? What he'd do? She didn't think she'd be able to guess that when she still wasn't sure what she even wanted. Certainly, it was a mistake. Maybe they just drunk too much yesterday? He was much older than her, he was a man and the principal of the school she was attending to. She was young and, by all means, despite this body, she was a boy. Or wasn't she? Just yesterday it was all clear for Ranma. Now it wasn't. Is she was really a boy, why did this happened? She could still remember how good she felt in his arms. A shiver run down her spin when she recalled all these words she said, or rather moaned to him. Ranma's manliness trembled, almost crushing into pieces while thinking about it. Real man would never do such a thing. At last, principal Kuno had no idea that the red haired girl that moaned in his arms, was none else but Ranma Saotome.

The more Ranma thought about it, the more she felt a strong urge to slip away before principal awoke. With her martial arts skills she could sneak outside easily and avoid him for long enough, until the embarrassment will fade. None will find out what just happened and Ranma will still be the manliest boy in the Furikan High. Principal will never find out who was the mysterious girl he spent night with, None will dare to doubt about Ranma's manliness. And that night will become nothing but a distant, yet disturbing, memory.

She was about to do so, but then she took one last look at his face. She found it odd, but his sleeping face looked different, gentler and even kinda handsome. She never looked at him in this way. He hid his face under his big sunglasses for most of time. Redhead noticed that there was not much of his usual strictness. He looked... she couldn't find a proper word, but definitely, there was nothing wrong with him. One of his hands lay next to the pillow where her head had rested.

Ranma had no idea what made her to do so, but instead of running out of this place, she placed her hand in his, feeling surprisingly nice when his fingers curled around hers. Not moving the hand, she slid back under the sheets and closed her eyes. It was new, unknown feeling that she never felt before. She cared not about anything else. She just craved to feel his touch again. Pressing her head to the pillow, she begun to wonder what just happened to her. And, of all times, why she had no problems with thinking of herself as a girl?