SANCTUARY
She's the undisputed Princess of Furinkan High. He's just the bad boy next door. But when good meets bad...an angel and a demon fall in love...
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"Akane! Hurry up or we'll be late for school!" Nabiki called from the doorway.
"Have a nice day, Akane-chan!" kasumi smiled at her pleasantly.
"Thank you oneechan! Bai bai!" She raced past, grabbing the bento before flipping out the doorway with a hand spring.
"I'm ready Nabiki! Let's go!" Akane danced around her older sister playfully.
"Look at us! The Ice Queen and the Princess, hey?" Nabiki smiled at her.
"Hmph! I never asked for that stupid title..."
"But you have to admit...it is nice being popular, isn't it?"
"Infamous in your case..." Akane muttered, causing Nabiki to take a swing at her with her school bag.
"Hey! I was just joking...sheesh..." Akane grinned, springing up onto the fence.
"Akane! Do you want everyone to look up your skirt?" Akane's reply was cut off as a motorcycle came roaring around the corner, engine throbbing. It pulled up next to them, catching both by surprise.
"Excuse me ladies...do you know where Furinkan High is? I'm new to the neighbourhood...and well, I'm just starting today..." The driver pulled off his helmet, revealing tousled black hair in a pigtail, and crystal blue eyes.
Nabiki gaped.
He is cuuuuuute!
"Sure...well we're heading there now...you could follow us..." Akane smiled at him.
I bet he's a pervert...
"Yeah...but then whad'you reckon I'm supposed to do with my bike?" He dropped the smooth facade, frowning.
"Oh yeah...forgot about that..." She looked it over.
"Genuine Harley?" She was impressed. None of the other guys at school could afford one of those.
"Yeah...you into bikes?" The guy seemed interested.
"Yeah..." A warning nudge from Nabiki was enough. She sighed.
"No...I am a cute feminine Princess..." She mumbled, causing Nabiki to laugh.
"Excuse me?" The guy looked confused. Akane blushed.
"Dare."
"Excuse me? I hate to break up this heart warming meeting...but if we don't hurry, we'll be late for school, Akane."
The driver looked up and grinned.
"Akane, huh? My names Saotome Ranma, of the Saotome Anything Goes School."
"Really? That's weird, I study Tendo Anything Goes-"
"AHEM..." Nabiki coughed.
"Oh yeah...we better get going...just keep going straight..."
"Do you girls want a lift?" He smiled at them.
I bet he really is a pervert...but what's the harm?
Say yes Nabiki! Say it!
"Yeah!" They chorused, and glared at each other, blushing. Ranma grinned amusedly.
"Right then, hop on Akane and-"
"Nabiki Tendo."
"Ice Queen of Furinkan High." Akane snickered.
"Shut up, Princess..." Akane growled as Nabiki smirked.
Akane swung in behind Ranma, Nabiki behind Akane.
They roared off with a 'Whoop!' from Nabiki, and Akane had a huge grin on her face.
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CHAPTER 2
Akane leant forward into the wind, her arms around Ranma's waist. He had given Nabiki his helmet, seeing as she was the only one who needed it. Apparently Akane had experience with motorbikes...He looked back at her. She was _hot_. He grinned back at her.
"No troubles?" He yelled into the wind.
"Nope!"
"Alright! Hold on tight...and prepare for an entrance you won't forget!" Akane held on tighter...wondering what he was planning and whether it was just some twisted perverted plan to get her to hold him closer...absently, she noticed he smelled rather nice...
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The boys of Furinkan crowded at the gates, waiting for the gorgeous Princess to make her appearance. The girls hung back, waiting for their friend to appear. Where was she? In complete silence, they glanced at their watches, and some looks were thrown around the crowd.
Suddenly, with a roar a Harley Davidson burst from the sky above their heads, causing gasps from the crowd. The motorcycle bounced to a halt, squealing, Akane's arms around an unfamiliar guy's waist, a grin on her face. Nabiki Tendo was behind her, pulling off the helmet, shaking her hair off. It looked impossible, like a movie scene. And then the confusion began...
"Who is that?"
"How dare he be so close to my beloved Akane!"
"Is that Nabiki...smiling?"
"He is cuuuuuute!"
"Oh brother...not again..."
"There is no way Akane is taken! Not yet!"
"Mine!"
"He's mine!"
"Okay...point two...get a Harley..."
"I'm never gonna get Akane at this rate!" Gosunkugi wailed.
"Nabiki is smiling???" the same voice, still wondering.
"Nice entrance, hey?" Ranma smiled at Akane.
"Yeah...I guess I'll see you later..." Akane smiled at him, and his heart skipped a beat. She slid off the bike.
"PRINCESS!" The crowd rushed forward.
"Uh...what is this?"
"Grgggggghhhh..." Nabiki's mouth couldn't move. Her hair was sticking up from the speed they had been going...it was pretty fast.
"I don't understand."
"She'll charge you money for that you know..."He looked over to the voice, it was a tall guy, arms crossed. He was a martial artist, dressed in yellow with a bandanna.
"Yeah?" Ranma looked over to where Akane was...to see her disappearing, led away by a crowd of girls.
"You wanna know who that is?" The boy asked, jerking his head towards her.
"Yeah, I guess..."
"Don't get any ideas...she's the Princess of Furinkan High. Everyone's darling. Hurt one hair on her head and they'll hunt you down and kill you."
"Oh yeah?" Ranma looked surprised...she had seemed too nice to be popular.
"Not to mention me. I'm Furinkan's champion. Akane's my cousin. I'd hurt you personally."
"That's nice..." Ranma ducked as something sailed through the air. Looking, it was Nabiki's school bag. She seemed to have gotten her voice back...
"YOU IDIOT! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY I COULD HAVE MADE? LOOK AT THE GUY! HE'S LOADED! FOOL!" Nabiki slammed her bag over Ryoga's head again, before stomping off, her own little crowd of maids following her.
"Heh...Nab-chan tends to get a bit temperamental when it comes to money..." Ryoga rubbed his head ruefully.
"I see..." Ranma smirked.
"CUR! WHO ARE YOU TO BE SO FAMILIAR WITH PRINCESS AKANE?" A voice rumbled. Ryoga looked up and sighed.
"Hey...look out...you're not a martial artist, are ya?" Ryoga asked, moving in front of him.
"Damn right I am! Of the Saotome Anything Goes School! Champion of 253 tournaments from all over Japan and China!" He moved in front of Ryoga, who relaxed and stepped back.
"Your choice...with a bit of work...Kuno could actually be pretty good..." Ranma turned to the fool who was ranting and raving.
He looked disbelievingly at Ryoga.
"Heh...you're right...what was I thinking?" Ryoga rubbed his head sheepishly.
"...and they call me the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High!" Kuno finished, thunder rumbling in the background.
"Heh."Ranma snickered.
"Cur! Pay attention! Fight me!" Kuno took up a ready stance.
"I don't got time for this." Ranma ran through, kicking and punching Kuno. The fool just kept getting up...Ranma's movements became a blur, and finally Kuno passed out. Ranma winked at Ryoga and walked into the school.
"Wow!"
"Did you see that?"
"What happened?" Ryoga moved forward.
"He kicked Kuno really fast. Like over a thousand times, each at vital points on the body. Pretty good for a newcomer...but if he practices Anything Goes like Akane...he'd be good. Maybe even better than her..." Ryoga kicked the body once thoughtfully before walking into the school.
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"I'm Saotome Ranma. I've just come back from China...I am a martial artist...of the Saotome Anything Goes branch...I have a motorbike...and I've spent the last 10 years of my life training in martial arts around China and Japan." He said lazily, before sitting down. The class clapped, and he heard some of the girls whispering about him, causing him to smirk.
He was sitting behind Akane, as luck would have it. He leant back in his chair, and promptly fell asleep, hands behind his head.
Akane turned around to look at him during the lesson, and grew angry when she saw he was asleep.
It was bad enough about the rumours that were going around...they had already named Ranma as the 'Rougue' of Furinkan..
She sighed and waited for lunch.
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"Hey." Ranma looked up.
"Hey yourself." Ranma returned to eating his food.
"Is what you said true? You really practice Saotome style Anything Goes?" She asked, sitting beside him.
Ranma stopped eating for a moment, not moving, facing his bento. Slowly, he put his lunch aside, and turned to face her.
"Yeah...it's true." He looked up at her suddenly. She noticed a scar that she couldv'e sworn wasn't there before. It was near invisible, a tiny set of paralell lines across his right eyelid.
"What are you looking at?"
"Your scar..."
"That?" he reached up to touch it, and chuckled.
"I have a lot worse than that...trust me." The bell rang and as he looked up, Akane turned to leave. He caught her hand.
"Wait..."
She looked at him expectantly. His touch was sending tingles through her hand...her breathing caught...hopefully he didn't notice.
"Meet me at the gates after school...I need someone to show me around Nerima." Dumbfounded, she nodded. There was something about him, the look in his eyes that told her to obey. Later she would curse herself because she had not stood up to him. Since when had Akane Tendo listened to a boy? They were all perverted jerks...but there was something about him...
Ranma smiled and let go of her hand.
"Good...I was hoping you'd say yes..." and then the spell was broken, and she turned, aware of his eyes on her. In the shadows, Ryoga slid back, a small smile on his face.
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When the bell rang, Akane was one of the first out. Ranma was already there, leaning against his bike. Looking at the side of the bike, she was surprised to see lettering she had not noticed before; scratched in the other wise mint conditioned Harley, were the kanji for Ranma Saotome...and they were scratched in _deep_. It looked like something crossed between a nail file and a chain saw had been used...precise but dangerous.
"Let's go." Ranma nodded to her. Akane looked at him, and nearly laughed out loud. He was dressed like the typical biker...long black pants, leather trenchcoat...fingreless gloves...she looked down at herself and bit her lip. Laughing at him, how about her? She was dressed in a prissy girl's school dress...that wasn't who she was...that was the 'Princess of Furinkan'...an entirely different person to her.
"Wait..."
Ranma turned to her, eyebrow raised.
"Can we go back to my house? I want to change..."
"I guess so...I see how that isn't entirely appropriate for motorbike riding..." He flashed her a bright grin, causing her heart to skip. In surprise, she found herself smiling back as she swung on behind him.
"Let's go!" She yelled, her arms around her. She knew that the guys behind her were staring enviously, she didn't care. He knew that the girls behind them were glaring at her...but he didn't care. He grinned as he revved it up for show, and tore off down the street. Once they were away from the school, he relaxed.
"Hey! I hate to ask you this, but how do we get to your place?" He yelled.
"Just turn when I tug your jacket!" She yelled back. He turned back, sharing a smile with her.
Back at Furinkan, Ryoga was waiting with Nabiki to take him home. He saw the two riding off on the bike. He saw the looks the girls and guys gave them. But most of all, he saw the look on Kuno's face. And frowned...Kuno was not thinking happy thoughts. Before he could cross over to pound the jerk, Nabiki came flying out the doorway.
"Ryoga! Quick! Let's go!" Ryoga scooped her up and left. He never asked questions. Nabiki was a bit of a prankster at times, and always managed to get in trouble for her money-making schemes. He sighed as he looked down at her, she was peering over his shoulder, laughing at some poor fool as they leapt away. He shook his head...poor Uncle Soun...a cheerful-to-the-point-of-being-insane daughter, a prankster/ice queen/mnaipulative bitch daughter and a psychotic-and-dangerous-but-otherwise-very-nice-tomboy daughter...yes, poor Uncle Soun indeed...
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"This is it, here!" The bike screeched to a stop. She clambered off, straightening her dress. She turned to walk in the gates, before noticing something. She looked around. Ranma was distracted, leaning against the bike. He didn't seem to think he was invited in.
"Well, come on dummy, what are you waiting for, an invitation?" She called to Ranma, who smiled and strolled over. He seemed to want to tell her something, then decided against it.
"Tadaima!"she called.
"Akane! Is that you? Where is Nabiki-chan?" A motherly voice floated down the stairs. Ranma looked up in surprise. He hadn't even been able to detect her presence!
"Hai! It's me oneechan! I don't know where Nab-chan is...it's her turn to take home Ryo-chan though..."Akane blinked.
"Who is this?" Kasumi turned to him with a sweet smile on her face. Even Ranma couldn't keep the cool facade up.
"Saotome Ranma, at your service." Ranma bowed politely.
"Oh! Tendo Kasumi! Please make yourself at home!"
"Come on Ranma, let me show you my room." Akane turned to her older sister, smiled and began walking up the stairs. Ranma glanced at her, before bowing to Kasumi and running after Akane.
"Oh my...did I forget to tell him that the floor was wet?" She winced as she heard Ranma yell and a crashing noise after.
"Oops!"
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"Ranma, aren't you hot?"
"No...why?"
"Well it's kinda hot and you've been wearing that trenchcoat all day!"
"So you noticed, eh?" Ranma looked around the room, grinning. There was training equipment strewn across the floor. Where were all the cute and fluffy animals? He searched, and found a battered black pig-toy on a shelf. And that was all. He turned back, just in time to see Akane look away quickly. He smiled to himself.
"You're a bit of a tomboy to be a Princess, aren't you?" He asked.
"Yeah, but unfortunately, Furinkan doesn't think so." He nodded. He followed her outside.
"Here, maybe Kasumi's boyfriend left a shirt...yeah, do you wanna wear this?" She pulled up a loose black silk shirt from a hamper. He looked over at it.
"Yeah, okay."
"Great...we match..." She remarked sarcastically, causing him to laugh. He pulled open his trenchcoat...he didn't have anything underneath. (No SHIRT hentai's! He had PANTS on!)
"You don't wear a shirt underneath?" Akane asked. He had a very well defined back, and firm, muscled torso. Akane liked it.
"No....that way when I fight I just pull this off and I can fight properly." He showed her the waistband, showing that they were kung-fu pants, the drawstring type.
Akane made a mental note to try and get Nabiki to fix him up in as many fights as possible.
"Oh...I see...want to go outside while I get changed?"
"Honestly? No. But I'll turn away."
"Oh well then...just don't tell the other guys...no peeking." Akane had had boyfriends, she wasn't shy about undressing in front of them. She liked teasing them...they never actually got anywhere...Mr Mallet made sure of that.
She pulled off her dress, slipping on the fresh black chinese shirt and blue jeans.
"You can turn around now." She thought it'd be interesting to tease him, so she left a few of the buttons undone, and as he turned around, started buttoning them up slowly.
"You tryin to tease me?"
Akane looked at him innocently.
"You don't wanna do that...I might get carried away and you can't beat me in a fight."
Just what was he implying? Carried away? By her mallet, most likely!
"Come on, 'Princess' let's go; I wanna go show all the other guys my cute friend."
"Guys? Just where do you want to go?" Akane became suspicious.
"Aw...nothing like that! Sheesh! What do ya take me for?"
Akane blushed.
"Gomen...I just don't know you too well." His indignation softened.
"Nah...my fault I guess...come on, let's go...I feel like I'm dirtyin' ya house just by standin here." He walked off, not waiting for her to follow.
"Hey...wait!" she did a sort of hop skip after him. Kasumi bit her lip in a grin as she watched from the hall.
We Tendo sisters can't help but to look for the bad boys, hmm? She shook her head, then went to her room to wake her darling Tofu up.
"So...where are we going?"
And are you a virgin? Akane shook her head.
WAI! Bad Akane! Akane no hentai!
"Meet some friends of mine. If you like bikes, you'll love my friends." He put a hand on her shoulder. His breath brushed her neck as she shivered. He leant in closer so his lips almost brushed her ear.
"And yeah...I am a virgin." He smirked and turned away, keeping walking. Akane blushed bright scarlet.
"I said that out loud?" She squeaked. She stood there, in the middle of the road, frozen, until she shook herself out of it.
"Ranma!" She ran after him.
"Hey...it's the big bad Saotome...back from China, eh?" An old man grinned at him as she walked through the shop door. He raised his eyebrows slightly at Akane, but then he bowed, taking his hat off.
"Ma'am. It's nice to see Ranma taking an interest in girls. For a moment I thought he might've been gay."
"Aw...watch ya mouth old man!" Ranma mock swinged at the old man, who was surprisingly fast.
"Show some respect to your uncle, Ranma!"
"Sorry, sorry, this is my Uncle Himatora, Uncle, this is Akane. She practices Anything Goes aswell, I met her on my way to school today." Himatora's eyes sparkled.
"Nice to meet you, Akane-chan."
"Hai, same here Himatora-san." Akane gave him a smile.
"So where's those lazy cousins of mine?"
"Hiromi and Hiroshi are out the back."
"Thanks Uncle. Later!" Ranma waved as he walked through the back door.
"Ranma!" A small girl, maybe 7 or 8 ran squealing up to Ranma, tackling him by the knees.
"Hey Hitomi-chan, how ya doin?" Ranma leant down to pick the little girl up. She had long curled blue hair and large reddish-brown eyes.
"Ranma?" A shadow came out, wiping their hands on a grease-covered rag.
"Hiromi! How are ya man?"
"What have I told you before about calling me a man?" The girl came into the light. She looked exactly like an older version of Hitomi.
"Just joking, just jok-" Ranma spun around and caught a fist that was right where his head had been. He yanked on it, sending a guy sprawling onto the ground.
"Let me guess...this is Hiroshi?" Akane asked him.
"Nope...this is Daisuke, Hiroshi's best friend and one of mine too."
"Hey Ranma, still too fast I see. Hiromi, why won't you go out with me, I don't understand it!" He started pleading with the other girl.
"Because you cheated on me Daisuke!" She turned her back on him.
"I was drunk!"
"5 times?" She pulled out a shining spanner and started attacking Daisuke with it.
"Ouch! Ah! It was- Argh! an acci-eek!dent!" Akane watched, mouth open.
"Ranma, come see what we've done so far!" A voice drifted in from the back. He grabbed Akane's hand and led her to the back. A pair of feet stuck out from underneath a car. Wheeling himself out, a guy sat up. He had darker blue hair, almost black but he still had the red eyes like his sisters.
"Yo...Ranma...and who's this?"
"I'm Akane...nice car, who's is it?"
"Mine. Old Dodge Viper, restoring it to mint-condition." He smiled proudly, wiping a hand through his hair. On this action, it became apparent that his hair was the same shade as his sisters, it was just oil and grease covering it.
"We're here to see the bikes, Hiroshi."
"Oh yeah...where's that useless lump...DAISUKE!" The 'lump' stumbled in, covered in bruises and cuts.
"Daisuke! I told you not to mess with my sister! Especially not when she's got that bedamned monkey wrench..."
"It was the spanner this time."
"Meh...no difference by the time she's beat your thick skull with it...I wish you wouldn't annoy her, then she wouldn't wreck the tools in the shop, man."
"Sorry, sorry."
"No you're not."
"I am too!"
"Am not..."
"BIKES!" Ranma called.
"Oh yeah...hey Ranma, wanna see the Shaggin Wagon? We've finally finished it..." Hiroshi pulled off one of the dust covers. Inside was an expensive looking car, shining black outside with a sleek design and tinted windows, and painted motifs along the panels...
"What's it like inside?" Akane asked.
"Go in and find out!" Daisuke nudged Hiroshi.
"Hey Ranma...there's a problem inside with the door...can you go check it? Ranma eyed his friends warily, but uncrossed his arms and slid inside the panel-van. Just in time to hear a "click".
"Ranma?" Akane's voice was heard somewhere by his foot.
"I'm going to kill those fools."
"What, you don't think I'm good enough for you?" She sighed.
"Too good." He remarked gloomily.
"Too soon."
"Yeah." He felttwo hands grab his head and pull down, pulling him on top of Akane.
"Akane...what are you doing?" He was silenced as Akane kissed him. Their ki glowed in the darkness as Akane slid closer, pressing in harder. A leg wrapped around his waist.
"Don't tease me Akane." His breathing was harsh and his voice a low growl. The leg slid off and Akane stopped kissing his throat. He pulled back slightly, enough to see Daisuke's eye peeping through a slit.
"Why you..." He punched without a thought, busting a hole through the side of the car.
"RANMA, NO!"
"RANMA!" Daisuke, Hiroshi and Hiromi screamed.
"Oops. Let's run Akane."
They sped out, past his uncle who shook his head and smiled and onto Ranma's bike.
Akane leant closer, holding onto him until they got to her house. Just as she turned to leave, Ranma grabbed her arm and yanked her close to him, pressing a hard kiss against her mouth as he pressed against her. Then he was on his bike and gone. The last thought Akane had before she walked into the house was;
Damn...wet panties.
She's the undisputed Princess of Furinkan High. He's just the bad boy next door. But when good meets bad...an angel and a demon fall in love...
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"Akane! Hurry up or we'll be late for school!" Nabiki called from the doorway.
"Have a nice day, Akane-chan!" kasumi smiled at her pleasantly.
"Thank you oneechan! Bai bai!" She raced past, grabbing the bento before flipping out the doorway with a hand spring.
"I'm ready Nabiki! Let's go!" Akane danced around her older sister playfully.
"Look at us! The Ice Queen and the Princess, hey?" Nabiki smiled at her.
"Hmph! I never asked for that stupid title..."
"But you have to admit...it is nice being popular, isn't it?"
"Infamous in your case..." Akane muttered, causing Nabiki to take a swing at her with her school bag.
"Hey! I was just joking...sheesh..." Akane grinned, springing up onto the fence.
"Akane! Do you want everyone to look up your skirt?" Akane's reply was cut off as a motorcycle came roaring around the corner, engine throbbing. It pulled up next to them, catching both by surprise.
"Excuse me ladies...do you know where Furinkan High is? I'm new to the neighbourhood...and well, I'm just starting today..." The driver pulled off his helmet, revealing tousled black hair in a pigtail, and crystal blue eyes.
Nabiki gaped.
He is cuuuuuute!
"Sure...well we're heading there now...you could follow us..." Akane smiled at him.
I bet he's a pervert...
"Yeah...but then whad'you reckon I'm supposed to do with my bike?" He dropped the smooth facade, frowning.
"Oh yeah...forgot about that..." She looked it over.
"Genuine Harley?" She was impressed. None of the other guys at school could afford one of those.
"Yeah...you into bikes?" The guy seemed interested.
"Yeah..." A warning nudge from Nabiki was enough. She sighed.
"No...I am a cute feminine Princess..." She mumbled, causing Nabiki to laugh.
"Excuse me?" The guy looked confused. Akane blushed.
"Dare."
"Excuse me? I hate to break up this heart warming meeting...but if we don't hurry, we'll be late for school, Akane."
The driver looked up and grinned.
"Akane, huh? My names Saotome Ranma, of the Saotome Anything Goes School."
"Really? That's weird, I study Tendo Anything Goes-"
"AHEM..." Nabiki coughed.
"Oh yeah...we better get going...just keep going straight..."
"Do you girls want a lift?" He smiled at them.
I bet he really is a pervert...but what's the harm?
Say yes Nabiki! Say it!
"Yeah!" They chorused, and glared at each other, blushing. Ranma grinned amusedly.
"Right then, hop on Akane and-"
"Nabiki Tendo."
"Ice Queen of Furinkan High." Akane snickered.
"Shut up, Princess..." Akane growled as Nabiki smirked.
Akane swung in behind Ranma, Nabiki behind Akane.
They roared off with a 'Whoop!' from Nabiki, and Akane had a huge grin on her face.
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CHAPTER 2
Akane leant forward into the wind, her arms around Ranma's waist. He had given Nabiki his helmet, seeing as she was the only one who needed it. Apparently Akane had experience with motorbikes...He looked back at her. She was _hot_. He grinned back at her.
"No troubles?" He yelled into the wind.
"Nope!"
"Alright! Hold on tight...and prepare for an entrance you won't forget!" Akane held on tighter...wondering what he was planning and whether it was just some twisted perverted plan to get her to hold him closer...absently, she noticed he smelled rather nice...
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The boys of Furinkan crowded at the gates, waiting for the gorgeous Princess to make her appearance. The girls hung back, waiting for their friend to appear. Where was she? In complete silence, they glanced at their watches, and some looks were thrown around the crowd.
Suddenly, with a roar a Harley Davidson burst from the sky above their heads, causing gasps from the crowd. The motorcycle bounced to a halt, squealing, Akane's arms around an unfamiliar guy's waist, a grin on her face. Nabiki Tendo was behind her, pulling off the helmet, shaking her hair off. It looked impossible, like a movie scene. And then the confusion began...
"Who is that?"
"How dare he be so close to my beloved Akane!"
"Is that Nabiki...smiling?"
"He is cuuuuuute!"
"Oh brother...not again..."
"There is no way Akane is taken! Not yet!"
"Mine!"
"He's mine!"
"Okay...point two...get a Harley..."
"I'm never gonna get Akane at this rate!" Gosunkugi wailed.
"Nabiki is smiling???" the same voice, still wondering.
"Nice entrance, hey?" Ranma smiled at Akane.
"Yeah...I guess I'll see you later..." Akane smiled at him, and his heart skipped a beat. She slid off the bike.
"PRINCESS!" The crowd rushed forward.
"Uh...what is this?"
"Grgggggghhhh..." Nabiki's mouth couldn't move. Her hair was sticking up from the speed they had been going...it was pretty fast.
"I don't understand."
"She'll charge you money for that you know..."He looked over to the voice, it was a tall guy, arms crossed. He was a martial artist, dressed in yellow with a bandanna.
"Yeah?" Ranma looked over to where Akane was...to see her disappearing, led away by a crowd of girls.
"You wanna know who that is?" The boy asked, jerking his head towards her.
"Yeah, I guess..."
"Don't get any ideas...she's the Princess of Furinkan High. Everyone's darling. Hurt one hair on her head and they'll hunt you down and kill you."
"Oh yeah?" Ranma looked surprised...she had seemed too nice to be popular.
"Not to mention me. I'm Furinkan's champion. Akane's my cousin. I'd hurt you personally."
"That's nice..." Ranma ducked as something sailed through the air. Looking, it was Nabiki's school bag. She seemed to have gotten her voice back...
"YOU IDIOT! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY I COULD HAVE MADE? LOOK AT THE GUY! HE'S LOADED! FOOL!" Nabiki slammed her bag over Ryoga's head again, before stomping off, her own little crowd of maids following her.
"Heh...Nab-chan tends to get a bit temperamental when it comes to money..." Ryoga rubbed his head ruefully.
"I see..." Ranma smirked.
"CUR! WHO ARE YOU TO BE SO FAMILIAR WITH PRINCESS AKANE?" A voice rumbled. Ryoga looked up and sighed.
"Hey...look out...you're not a martial artist, are ya?" Ryoga asked, moving in front of him.
"Damn right I am! Of the Saotome Anything Goes School! Champion of 253 tournaments from all over Japan and China!" He moved in front of Ryoga, who relaxed and stepped back.
"Your choice...with a bit of work...Kuno could actually be pretty good..." Ranma turned to the fool who was ranting and raving.
He looked disbelievingly at Ryoga.
"Heh...you're right...what was I thinking?" Ryoga rubbed his head sheepishly.
"...and they call me the Blue Thunder of Furinkan High!" Kuno finished, thunder rumbling in the background.
"Heh."Ranma snickered.
"Cur! Pay attention! Fight me!" Kuno took up a ready stance.
"I don't got time for this." Ranma ran through, kicking and punching Kuno. The fool just kept getting up...Ranma's movements became a blur, and finally Kuno passed out. Ranma winked at Ryoga and walked into the school.
"Wow!"
"Did you see that?"
"What happened?" Ryoga moved forward.
"He kicked Kuno really fast. Like over a thousand times, each at vital points on the body. Pretty good for a newcomer...but if he practices Anything Goes like Akane...he'd be good. Maybe even better than her..." Ryoga kicked the body once thoughtfully before walking into the school.
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"I'm Saotome Ranma. I've just come back from China...I am a martial artist...of the Saotome Anything Goes branch...I have a motorbike...and I've spent the last 10 years of my life training in martial arts around China and Japan." He said lazily, before sitting down. The class clapped, and he heard some of the girls whispering about him, causing him to smirk.
He was sitting behind Akane, as luck would have it. He leant back in his chair, and promptly fell asleep, hands behind his head.
Akane turned around to look at him during the lesson, and grew angry when she saw he was asleep.
It was bad enough about the rumours that were going around...they had already named Ranma as the 'Rougue' of Furinkan..
She sighed and waited for lunch.
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"Hey." Ranma looked up.
"Hey yourself." Ranma returned to eating his food.
"Is what you said true? You really practice Saotome style Anything Goes?" She asked, sitting beside him.
Ranma stopped eating for a moment, not moving, facing his bento. Slowly, he put his lunch aside, and turned to face her.
"Yeah...it's true." He looked up at her suddenly. She noticed a scar that she couldv'e sworn wasn't there before. It was near invisible, a tiny set of paralell lines across his right eyelid.
"What are you looking at?"
"Your scar..."
"That?" he reached up to touch it, and chuckled.
"I have a lot worse than that...trust me." The bell rang and as he looked up, Akane turned to leave. He caught her hand.
"Wait..."
She looked at him expectantly. His touch was sending tingles through her hand...her breathing caught...hopefully he didn't notice.
"Meet me at the gates after school...I need someone to show me around Nerima." Dumbfounded, she nodded. There was something about him, the look in his eyes that told her to obey. Later she would curse herself because she had not stood up to him. Since when had Akane Tendo listened to a boy? They were all perverted jerks...but there was something about him...
Ranma smiled and let go of her hand.
"Good...I was hoping you'd say yes..." and then the spell was broken, and she turned, aware of his eyes on her. In the shadows, Ryoga slid back, a small smile on his face.
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When the bell rang, Akane was one of the first out. Ranma was already there, leaning against his bike. Looking at the side of the bike, she was surprised to see lettering she had not noticed before; scratched in the other wise mint conditioned Harley, were the kanji for Ranma Saotome...and they were scratched in _deep_. It looked like something crossed between a nail file and a chain saw had been used...precise but dangerous.
"Let's go." Ranma nodded to her. Akane looked at him, and nearly laughed out loud. He was dressed like the typical biker...long black pants, leather trenchcoat...fingreless gloves...she looked down at herself and bit her lip. Laughing at him, how about her? She was dressed in a prissy girl's school dress...that wasn't who she was...that was the 'Princess of Furinkan'...an entirely different person to her.
"Wait..."
Ranma turned to her, eyebrow raised.
"Can we go back to my house? I want to change..."
"I guess so...I see how that isn't entirely appropriate for motorbike riding..." He flashed her a bright grin, causing her heart to skip. In surprise, she found herself smiling back as she swung on behind him.
"Let's go!" She yelled, her arms around her. She knew that the guys behind her were staring enviously, she didn't care. He knew that the girls behind them were glaring at her...but he didn't care. He grinned as he revved it up for show, and tore off down the street. Once they were away from the school, he relaxed.
"Hey! I hate to ask you this, but how do we get to your place?" He yelled.
"Just turn when I tug your jacket!" She yelled back. He turned back, sharing a smile with her.
Back at Furinkan, Ryoga was waiting with Nabiki to take him home. He saw the two riding off on the bike. He saw the looks the girls and guys gave them. But most of all, he saw the look on Kuno's face. And frowned...Kuno was not thinking happy thoughts. Before he could cross over to pound the jerk, Nabiki came flying out the doorway.
"Ryoga! Quick! Let's go!" Ryoga scooped her up and left. He never asked questions. Nabiki was a bit of a prankster at times, and always managed to get in trouble for her money-making schemes. He sighed as he looked down at her, she was peering over his shoulder, laughing at some poor fool as they leapt away. He shook his head...poor Uncle Soun...a cheerful-to-the-point-of-being-insane daughter, a prankster/ice queen/mnaipulative bitch daughter and a psychotic-and-dangerous-but-otherwise-very-nice-tomboy daughter...yes, poor Uncle Soun indeed...
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"This is it, here!" The bike screeched to a stop. She clambered off, straightening her dress. She turned to walk in the gates, before noticing something. She looked around. Ranma was distracted, leaning against the bike. He didn't seem to think he was invited in.
"Well, come on dummy, what are you waiting for, an invitation?" She called to Ranma, who smiled and strolled over. He seemed to want to tell her something, then decided against it.
"Tadaima!"she called.
"Akane! Is that you? Where is Nabiki-chan?" A motherly voice floated down the stairs. Ranma looked up in surprise. He hadn't even been able to detect her presence!
"Hai! It's me oneechan! I don't know where Nab-chan is...it's her turn to take home Ryo-chan though..."Akane blinked.
"Who is this?" Kasumi turned to him with a sweet smile on her face. Even Ranma couldn't keep the cool facade up.
"Saotome Ranma, at your service." Ranma bowed politely.
"Oh! Tendo Kasumi! Please make yourself at home!"
"Come on Ranma, let me show you my room." Akane turned to her older sister, smiled and began walking up the stairs. Ranma glanced at her, before bowing to Kasumi and running after Akane.
"Oh my...did I forget to tell him that the floor was wet?" She winced as she heard Ranma yell and a crashing noise after.
"Oops!"
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"Ranma, aren't you hot?"
"No...why?"
"Well it's kinda hot and you've been wearing that trenchcoat all day!"
"So you noticed, eh?" Ranma looked around the room, grinning. There was training equipment strewn across the floor. Where were all the cute and fluffy animals? He searched, and found a battered black pig-toy on a shelf. And that was all. He turned back, just in time to see Akane look away quickly. He smiled to himself.
"You're a bit of a tomboy to be a Princess, aren't you?" He asked.
"Yeah, but unfortunately, Furinkan doesn't think so." He nodded. He followed her outside.
"Here, maybe Kasumi's boyfriend left a shirt...yeah, do you wanna wear this?" She pulled up a loose black silk shirt from a hamper. He looked over at it.
"Yeah, okay."
"Great...we match..." She remarked sarcastically, causing him to laugh. He pulled open his trenchcoat...he didn't have anything underneath. (No SHIRT hentai's! He had PANTS on!)
"You don't wear a shirt underneath?" Akane asked. He had a very well defined back, and firm, muscled torso. Akane liked it.
"No....that way when I fight I just pull this off and I can fight properly." He showed her the waistband, showing that they were kung-fu pants, the drawstring type.
Akane made a mental note to try and get Nabiki to fix him up in as many fights as possible.
"Oh...I see...want to go outside while I get changed?"
"Honestly? No. But I'll turn away."
"Oh well then...just don't tell the other guys...no peeking." Akane had had boyfriends, she wasn't shy about undressing in front of them. She liked teasing them...they never actually got anywhere...Mr Mallet made sure of that.
She pulled off her dress, slipping on the fresh black chinese shirt and blue jeans.
"You can turn around now." She thought it'd be interesting to tease him, so she left a few of the buttons undone, and as he turned around, started buttoning them up slowly.
"You tryin to tease me?"
Akane looked at him innocently.
"You don't wanna do that...I might get carried away and you can't beat me in a fight."
Just what was he implying? Carried away? By her mallet, most likely!
"Come on, 'Princess' let's go; I wanna go show all the other guys my cute friend."
"Guys? Just where do you want to go?" Akane became suspicious.
"Aw...nothing like that! Sheesh! What do ya take me for?"
Akane blushed.
"Gomen...I just don't know you too well." His indignation softened.
"Nah...my fault I guess...come on, let's go...I feel like I'm dirtyin' ya house just by standin here." He walked off, not waiting for her to follow.
"Hey...wait!" she did a sort of hop skip after him. Kasumi bit her lip in a grin as she watched from the hall.
We Tendo sisters can't help but to look for the bad boys, hmm? She shook her head, then went to her room to wake her darling Tofu up.
"So...where are we going?"
And are you a virgin? Akane shook her head.
WAI! Bad Akane! Akane no hentai!
"Meet some friends of mine. If you like bikes, you'll love my friends." He put a hand on her shoulder. His breath brushed her neck as she shivered. He leant in closer so his lips almost brushed her ear.
"And yeah...I am a virgin." He smirked and turned away, keeping walking. Akane blushed bright scarlet.
"I said that out loud?" She squeaked. She stood there, in the middle of the road, frozen, until she shook herself out of it.
"Ranma!" She ran after him.
"Hey...it's the big bad Saotome...back from China, eh?" An old man grinned at him as she walked through the shop door. He raised his eyebrows slightly at Akane, but then he bowed, taking his hat off.
"Ma'am. It's nice to see Ranma taking an interest in girls. For a moment I thought he might've been gay."
"Aw...watch ya mouth old man!" Ranma mock swinged at the old man, who was surprisingly fast.
"Show some respect to your uncle, Ranma!"
"Sorry, sorry, this is my Uncle Himatora, Uncle, this is Akane. She practices Anything Goes aswell, I met her on my way to school today." Himatora's eyes sparkled.
"Nice to meet you, Akane-chan."
"Hai, same here Himatora-san." Akane gave him a smile.
"So where's those lazy cousins of mine?"
"Hiromi and Hiroshi are out the back."
"Thanks Uncle. Later!" Ranma waved as he walked through the back door.
"Ranma!" A small girl, maybe 7 or 8 ran squealing up to Ranma, tackling him by the knees.
"Hey Hitomi-chan, how ya doin?" Ranma leant down to pick the little girl up. She had long curled blue hair and large reddish-brown eyes.
"Ranma?" A shadow came out, wiping their hands on a grease-covered rag.
"Hiromi! How are ya man?"
"What have I told you before about calling me a man?" The girl came into the light. She looked exactly like an older version of Hitomi.
"Just joking, just jok-" Ranma spun around and caught a fist that was right where his head had been. He yanked on it, sending a guy sprawling onto the ground.
"Let me guess...this is Hiroshi?" Akane asked him.
"Nope...this is Daisuke, Hiroshi's best friend and one of mine too."
"Hey Ranma, still too fast I see. Hiromi, why won't you go out with me, I don't understand it!" He started pleading with the other girl.
"Because you cheated on me Daisuke!" She turned her back on him.
"I was drunk!"
"5 times?" She pulled out a shining spanner and started attacking Daisuke with it.
"Ouch! Ah! It was- Argh! an acci-eek!dent!" Akane watched, mouth open.
"Ranma, come see what we've done so far!" A voice drifted in from the back. He grabbed Akane's hand and led her to the back. A pair of feet stuck out from underneath a car. Wheeling himself out, a guy sat up. He had darker blue hair, almost black but he still had the red eyes like his sisters.
"Yo...Ranma...and who's this?"
"I'm Akane...nice car, who's is it?"
"Mine. Old Dodge Viper, restoring it to mint-condition." He smiled proudly, wiping a hand through his hair. On this action, it became apparent that his hair was the same shade as his sisters, it was just oil and grease covering it.
"We're here to see the bikes, Hiroshi."
"Oh yeah...where's that useless lump...DAISUKE!" The 'lump' stumbled in, covered in bruises and cuts.
"Daisuke! I told you not to mess with my sister! Especially not when she's got that bedamned monkey wrench..."
"It was the spanner this time."
"Meh...no difference by the time she's beat your thick skull with it...I wish you wouldn't annoy her, then she wouldn't wreck the tools in the shop, man."
"Sorry, sorry."
"No you're not."
"I am too!"
"Am not..."
"BIKES!" Ranma called.
"Oh yeah...hey Ranma, wanna see the Shaggin Wagon? We've finally finished it..." Hiroshi pulled off one of the dust covers. Inside was an expensive looking car, shining black outside with a sleek design and tinted windows, and painted motifs along the panels...
"What's it like inside?" Akane asked.
"Go in and find out!" Daisuke nudged Hiroshi.
"Hey Ranma...there's a problem inside with the door...can you go check it? Ranma eyed his friends warily, but uncrossed his arms and slid inside the panel-van. Just in time to hear a "click".
"Ranma?" Akane's voice was heard somewhere by his foot.
"I'm going to kill those fools."
"What, you don't think I'm good enough for you?" She sighed.
"Too good." He remarked gloomily.
"Too soon."
"Yeah." He felttwo hands grab his head and pull down, pulling him on top of Akane.
"Akane...what are you doing?" He was silenced as Akane kissed him. Their ki glowed in the darkness as Akane slid closer, pressing in harder. A leg wrapped around his waist.
"Don't tease me Akane." His breathing was harsh and his voice a low growl. The leg slid off and Akane stopped kissing his throat. He pulled back slightly, enough to see Daisuke's eye peeping through a slit.
"Why you..." He punched without a thought, busting a hole through the side of the car.
"RANMA, NO!"
"RANMA!" Daisuke, Hiroshi and Hiromi screamed.
"Oops. Let's run Akane."
They sped out, past his uncle who shook his head and smiled and onto Ranma's bike.
Akane leant closer, holding onto him until they got to her house. Just as she turned to leave, Ranma grabbed her arm and yanked her close to him, pressing a hard kiss against her mouth as he pressed against her. Then he was on his bike and gone. The last thought Akane had before she walked into the house was;
Damn...wet panties.