At the Beach
Ranma sat on the edge of the beach, arms crossed and frowning. Her red hair was dripping water. After all, with that much water around, what else would happen?
Akane sat next to the redhead, her arms crossed as well. She glared hard in the direction of the water, still unable to swim without help. She was, in essence, stranded.
"Well this sucks. I can't move from this spot without getting ambushed by any number of guys now that I got wet," Ranma complained.
Akane simply grunted in his direction. She shifted her arms a bit, uncrossed and recrossed her legs, then brushed a bit of sand off her leg.
Ranma was struck by a sudden idea, one that would get Akane over her water issues and leave him covered from the advances of the duller sex. Yeah, that was his motive. Riiiiight.
"Hey Akane, how bout I teach ya how to swim?"
"Why? It's not like we haven't tried before," she snapped back.
"Well, what's one more time?"
"Fine. I'll give it another shot." Yeah, after all, it's not like she was doing this to get closer to Ranma. Not at all.
The two waded out into the water. After they got to waist-deep water, Ranma stopped Akane with a gentle hand on her shoulder, both ignoring the slight blush that arose on their faces.
"Aright, here's what we'll do. I'll hold you up while I coach you on how to swim."
Akane simply nodded, a determined glare set into her features.
Ranma scooped Akane up, the water buoying her up a slight bit. The redhead held her like that quite easily, and probably would have done so even if they were on dry land.
Akane blushed as she thought of Ranma's strength, coupled with the gentleness she was showing her right now. She felt the warmth from her arms as the redhead held her just above the waves.
Following Ranma's advice, she began practicing basic strokes. With each stroke, her arm brushed against Ranma's breast, sending the strangest tingling sensation. She had gotten the same sensation when she had brushed against Ranma's male form. Distracted, she began choking on water, prompting Ranma to set her on her feet while still holding her in her arms. The two pressed up against each other nearly took what little breath she had from Akane. What were these strange feelings? She had never felt this way with another girl, only with Ranma as a male. She basked in the sensations it was causing.
Ranma, meanwhile, was very worried. "Akane, are you all right?"
Her words drew Akane's attention to her mouth. She had tasted Ranma's lips once before, in his neko state. Now, she wanted to taste her lips as a girl.
Throwing caution to the wind, she wrapped her arms around the redhead and planted a full-on kiss right on the lips. Instead of pulling away, as he might have done as a guy, the redhead leaned into the kiss, accepting it.
A strong wave blasted them both in the face, breaking the kiss in a garbling mass of saltwater. After they recovered, Ranma asked, "What just happened?"
"We kissed."
"But... I'm a guy! I'm supposed to start the kiss."
"Right now -" Akane placed a finger over Ranma's mouth, "- we're both girls."
In Ranma's head, guy chibi-Ranma sprouted a nosebleed, blasting him out of the thought-bubble and into a wave, turning guy chibi-Ranma into a panting lesbian chibi-Ranma.
"And now it's my turn to take the lead." Ranma countered with a hot kiss of his own.
They were interrupted by a familiar voice. "Ooh, Kuno is gonna shit bricks when he sees these."
"NABIKI!"