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State of Ours Chapter10.

Italics is thought, bold is emphasis.

I'm starting a new job soon. Hopefully. I have to get 2 references from my former co workers, but I'm having trouble getting in touch with them. I forget most of their names (there was an insanely high turnover rate for that kind of job) and those I do remember have unlisted numbers or only cell phones that aren't listed. I had to get a Police background check and other stuff. The only thing I've had a problem getting was the two references (my photo id will be in soon.)

Any way, wish me luck.

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Ranma grumbled as she trailed along behind her fiancee, carrying the bags which had the supplies she and her eldest sister had purchased that morning. It was once again that time of the year, and the combined Tendo-Saotome families were preparing for a week long vacation to the seashore. The trip necessitated a visit to several shops in order to stock up on needed items. This list included practical items such as sunscreen, bug spray, and foodstuffs, as well as (in Ranma's mind at least) frivolities such as new bathing suits and other beach wear.

The one good thing about that was getting to see Akane trying on those skimpy bathing suits Kasumi talked her into trying on. The currently female martial artist conveniently ignored the fact that the angelic Tendo woman had forced her into outfits just as -if not more- outrageously revealing swim wear.

Even thought Ranma was beginning to sometimes enjoy being a girl, she was still uncomfortable with the idea of flaunting her new found comfort by putting herself on display. She would have liked to talk to her mother, but the elder Saotome woman had practically disappeared after their last family meal the previous week. During that time, Nabiki had been unusually prideful and full of herself. The middle daughter was never low on self-esteem, but for the past week, she'd been cocky and self-assured to a degree on par with the Kuno's.

And for the same period of time, Kasumi had seemed . . . less serene then normal. In fact, in anyone else, Ranma would have said that she was troubled and racked by guilt. But as it was Kasumi, that was not possible. Kasumi was never troubled by anything that happened nor was it conceivable for her to be guilty of any thing other then being too kind and gentle.

"So Ranma, which of those cute little outfits are you going to wear first?" Kasumi asked as they stopped to allow the traffic to flow.

"If I have any thing to say about it, none of them." the red-haired beauty stated as she rubbed her scalp. After the surgery, she had decided to keeper her hair short for a while. She had needed to even it out, so she had shaved it all to about a two inch length. The shaved patch that surrounded the surgical area was only now matching the rest in length. At times, she still missed her lost pigtail but Akane seemed to enjoy running her fingers through her new length. So it was a fair trade in Ranma's book. She heartedly approved of anything that brought her closer to her beloved.

"there's less material on all four of them then in one pair of my normal panties." she finished, a faint blush on her cheeks at the memory of just how much of her body was displayed by the . . . outfits.

Kasumi grinned almost evilly at the younger girl. "You didn't seem to mind the way Akane was staring at you. Especially when you bent over or stretched."

Both of the younger girls looked at each other, wearing identical blushes as equally identical surges of heat spread through their forms. Neither would have expected such comments from Kasumi (or for that matter, the rather risque choices in swim wear) and that was just one of the reasons why they had chosen to go with her, instead of the much more openly suggestive and almost sexually aggressive Tendo sister. Despite the fact that it was an open secret, they preferred not to have their families knowledge of their intimate relationship thrown in their face. It was still new to them, and they much preferred to explore this new avenue on their own without tips, hints, or suggestions from their embarrassingly open family.

"Kasumi!" Akane exclaimed, more surprised then angry by her sister's words. It was something she'd expect from Nabiki, not her eldest sister. That is why I asked her to come instead of Nabiki. she thought to herself. Nabiki would have been teasing us from the time we got into the store. I would never have even considered Kasumi teasing us. she glanced at her fiancee and her eyes automatically travelled over her generous figure. Still, I can't deny that she's right. I could barely keep myself from dragging Ranma into a changing room with me to 'practice' what we 'studied' last night.

"Oh come now, Akane. After the last few weeks, surely you no longer deny that you are just as attracted to Ranma-chan as you are to Ranma-kun. Judging from the sounds coming from your room since Ranma moved in, you certainly seem to be enjoying your fiancee's multiple forms."

Akane stared at the older girl, not believing that Kasumi had made yet another openly suggestive statement. "Kasumi! What's gotten into you? You sound like Nabiki. Frankly, it's a little scary."

Kasumi giggled. The light finally changed and the three crossed, Ranma still trailing slightly behind the sisters. Kasumi glanced at the younger girl and smirked as she realised the red heads eyes were glued to Akane's swaying posterior. the only time Ranma's' eyes moved from her buttocks was to ogle the flashes of skin on Akane's legs as they walked. Akane was wearing a shorter skirt then normal, one that showed of her well toned legs.

"Now that you and Ranma are getting along and growing up, I felt it was time to stop hiding myself so much. You are old enough and mature enough now to realise that I'm not just the oblivious home maker I've shown myself as since Mother died. I do have a sense of humor and am not oblivious to what has been going on. I had to put that part of myself aside while you and Nabiki were too young and immature to handle Mother's passing. I had to do what I could to take her place, although no one could ever replace her in our hearts. Now you've reached a point where you are able to know and understand more adult matters."

Akane smiled and made sure to lengthen her stride while slowing her pace. She was well aware that Ranma's eyes were tracking her swaying hips and flashing thighs. She was pleased she'd decided to wear the skirt she'd borrowed from Yuka for this trip. She was getting increasingly aroused by the knowledge that her fiancee was having so much trouble remaining in control of herself over such simple actions. It doesn't help knowing that some of those suits were a bit too small for Ranma's new form. The results of which she were well aware from personal experience. She'd suffered through the same stimulation that Ranma had felt from the too tight clothing.

Ranma was just learning to understand and control those sensations while Akane (and every other girl in the history of the world) had had many years to learn to control and generally ignore those feelings. Thought controlling herself had become harder in recent weeks with the advances in their relationship, the drives and urges of her body had increased greatly.

"I guess I shouldn't keep underestimating you, oneechan." Akane replied. "There's a lot going on right now. Ranma and I completely forgot about the summer break. We were planning on her going to school as a girl for the last week of class. All the teachers have been moderately happy with the work they sent home for her."

"Yeah doing it was a lot easier while I didn't have to worry about the Idiot Brigade or the Fiancee Squad jumping out of nowhere to either fight or date me. Or worse- do both." Ranma added, tearing her eyes away from the hypnotic movements only partially hidden by her fiancee's short skirt.

"I'm sure that it was, imouto-chan. Though you've had other distractions on your minds."

Akane blushed even as she joined in her sister's giggling. She could get to like this new Kasumi. As long as she doesn't become too Nabiki like.

The three continued to chat about the upcoming trip to the beach. Surprisingly enough none of Ranma's or Akane's suitors had copied their plans and decided to follow them to the beach. Ukyo and Konatsu would be going to see Ukyo's father, the Amazons were staying in Nerima with the Nekohanten. Ryoga was banished from their presence (no one doubted that he'd be back and would continue to both them, but the friendly nature of their rivalry was no more). The Kuno's were being forced to remain in Nerima and to obey a restraining order that forbid them from interacting in any way with any of the residents of the Tendo-ke.

The miscellaneous other weirdos in their lives were usually a result of their dealings with the Fiancee Squad or the Idiot Brigade. As much chaos as came to Nerima since Ranma's arrival, a great deal of it actually revolved around the principals of what locals had taken to calling the Nerima Wrecking Crew. Nodaka had also called ad told Kasumi that she wanted some alone time with Genma and to send the panda home, so those two problems were taken care of. Nabiki had stopped being a problem after Kasumi had taken her aside and chided her on her childish jealousy towards her younger sibling and her handsome fiancee.

The sleeping arrangements had been changed for this year. With no Genma or Nodaka or any of the 'suitors' staying with them, they could afford a smaller, but more upscale beach house. Soun would have his own room as always, while Kasumi roomed with Nabiki and Ranma with Akane. There was a chance Tofu would be coming with them, and if he could make arrangements to cover his patients, he would either room with Soun or rent a room at the nearby resort.

"Ranma, which of the outfits did you like best on Akane? I thought she looked very sexy in the V-String. Or that little mesh outfit."

Ranma was never so glad to be female or more mature. She knew that if she'd been male and as inexperienced as even just a few weeks before,she'd have likely died from the blood lost due to the nose bleeds caused by any one of the skimpy outfits any of them had tried on. Now, thanks to her experiences with Akane, she was affected in a different manner.

Now, instead of the childish and immature reactions of other teen males, she reacted as a woman or man would react. The rush of longing and desire had replaced the adolescent urges of the flesh. While Ranma still felt those urges as strongly as any other teenager, she had an understanding of and a control over those urges that most teens took years to gain. No, mere displays of flesh were no longer enough to disable Ranma, but that is not to say she remained unaffected.

The most difficult thing for Ranma was actually dealing with the physical sensations of her new form. Every breath of wind, or sliding of material felt like a lover's caress on the more sensitive parts of her anatomy. She was learning to ignore the sensations or to at least set them aside for a more appropriate time.

"Hey Akane, when we get home, why don't we go workout in the dojo for a while I want to see how close you are to being ready to learn some of the more advanced stuff you can do with your ki."

Akane beamed and squeezed her fiancee's hand. They had just taken their seats on the train and were sitting next to each other with Kasumi facing them across the aisle. "You mean the Amaguriken or the Mouko Takabisha?" she asked eagerly, already picturing herself casting a massive ball of ki at Ranma's other so called fiancees.

"Er, kinda. But there's other stuff too. Sensing danger, finding a specific person in a crowd, always knowing where you are and how to use everything around you to your advantage. Things like that."

"I look forward to it. And later, I might put on a private show for you tonight." she whispered into Ranma's ear. "Who needs a change room when it's just us?"

Ranma blushed, but got a wicked gleam in her eye. She leaned over and put her lips near Akane's ear. She gently blew a gust of air across the organ and nibbled on the fleshy lobe. "Maybe I'll put on a show for you, koibito. I have some . . . interesting clothing Mom bought me I haven't dared to wear yet."

Kasumi smiled as she over heard the pair's whispered conversation. It took all her control to keep from blushing as images of her sister and her fiancee parading around each other in their skimpiest lingerie entered her mind. She already knew more then she felt comfortable with about her imouto's burgeoning sex life. Still, she was glad that they had not yet learned of what had happened to Nodaka or of the woman's failed plan. She had nearly succeeded at completing her plan. It was luck that Kasumi and Nabiki had discovered and neutralized the scheme.

She just hoped that Ranma would not bee too angry with her for her part in his mother's disgrace.

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AN

I recently had to move, and am currently living at my parents place until I can put together enough for an apartment. I won't be able to update often, but will try to at least write as much as I can so I update a bunch of stuff when I do have the chance.

This chapter was actually hand written before I typed it in. I did it this way since I didn't want to bother anyone with the sound of typing late at night. I typed it in when I had the place to myself on Sunday afternoon.