After a long day at school, Mujun walked past everyone in the house and went into the bathroom. As he turned the knobs on the tub, he was careful to get the water nice and hot. After nearly filling the tub with water and bubble bath, Mujun got into the tub and converted to his original form.

"That's better," Mujun said as she got out of the tub and wrapped up in a towel. She went to her room and changed into her Chinese training clothes. As she walked out, Ranma grabbed her wrist.

"Mujun, would you care to spar with me?" he asked as she looked at him.

"Sure!" she exclaimed, beaming. They walked into the open area and began. Neither seemed able to land a single blow, until Ranma caught Mujun in the back of the knees. As she fell, she grabbed his arm, brining him down with her. After they landed, they were too stunned to move. Ranma had landed on top of Mujun and their faces were inches apart.

"Uh, Ranma?" Mujun said after a long pause.

"Yeah?" he replied, his voice shaking slightly.

"Would you mind getting off me?" she asked hesitantly. She didn't mind being under him like that, but she was worried about someone seeing them.

"Oh, right" he muttered as she finally stood up. He then helped her up.

"Ranma, can I do something?"

"What?"

"Can I kiss you?" Mujun forced out. Her deep desire showed plainly in her eyes.

Ranma, though startled, gave her a calm reply, "Not if I kiss you first." In one fluid, swift motion, they moved together in a long awaited kiss.