Chapter 6 version 0.4 status: experimental
Once this is up to 1.0, it will be done.
Ranko's second day of teaching was over and she just wanted to soak in a nice hot bath. Of course, that meant she'd have to do it while in female form which she really didn't like. Every time her body was in contact with hot water and she resisted the transformation, she had a weird feeling. It reminded her too much of the incident with Herb and the Chiisuiton.
Still, it was either bath as a woman or risk getting caught. The baths in the dorm were open to all the girls and the possibility of someone walking in on her was a bit too high. True, she could just lock the door, but that would just raise people suspicions of her. Not to mention what would happen if someone happened to have a key.
Ranko could see it now. Her relaxing in male form and falling asleep. Minutes later, someone would use the key, open the door, see a very naked man, and then run to call the cops. After that, her life and freedom would be over.
So, in light of all the bad things that could happen, and in her case would happen, she opted for the lesser of two evils. As the hot water hit her skin, she felt the transformation energies flare. Calmly, she redirected the energy and channeled it harmlessly off her skin. She was grateful that she didn't have to constantly do that or she'd never be able to pull off taking a hot bath as a woman.
As she laid in the tub, her mind began to wander through the events of her day. It had been very tiring. Eiko managed to destroy two desk when she ran into the room. She had to talk with Eiko after class to remind her to walk more carefully. Of course the girl didn't seem to be listening, so Ranko just made a note to be sure to order stronger desks at the next available opportunity.
Speaking of Eiko, her friend Usagi was turning out to be more of a trouble maker then Ranko had first suspected. Not only did she seem to cry about every little thing, she also failed the simple pop quiz that Ranko held, and to make matters worse, she brought her pet cat with her. Usagi just stated it followed her from the dorm, but she didn't buy that. Of course, that wasn't all. On her uniform was a strange brooch that Ranko didn't recall seeing the day before on her collar. For some reason, she was getting some strange vibes from it.
On a different note, Fushi's thug Thuy broke the eye piece on Thor's equipment. Ranma-chan was angry on two fronts. On one hand, she didn't like how Thuy did Fushi's dirty work or that she was hurting others in the name of that person. At the same time, she really wished that Thor would leave his expensive looking equipment in his dorm during school hours. If he'd done that, Thuy wouldn't have had that opportunity to break it.
While she was walking around the classroom, she accidentally noticed a paper on Nikaru's desk. It was the plans for his night club. At least that's what she'd been told it was. On the paper, she saw otherwise. Apparently Nikaru, the son of a Shinto priest, was interesting in running a strip club. She wanted to straighten the youth out and tell him that girls shouldn't be on display in such clubs, but she knew it was unlikely that Nikaru would even listen. It was yet another possible parent teacher meeting in the works.
When Ranko had arrived in the class room that morning, she found Joseph and Fuzen practicing Gung Fu. On one hand, Ranko approved of healthy boys practicing the art. On the other, she didn't want to get in trouble with the principle. So, she told them to stop and wait until school was over. She could tell both boys were a bit upset at the order they'd been given, but thankfully they didn't giver her any trouble.
There was a whole mess with the other students too. After a day like that, Ranko was thankful for a dip in a hot tub. Even if she could only do so as a woman.
As she continued to enjoy her dip, the door opened. Part of her tensed before she saw it was Kasumi.
"Hello Kasumi," Ranma greeted his older turned younger cousin.
"How are you Ranma?"
"Ranko, Kasumi."
"Oh, I'm sorry Ran...ko," Kasumi corrected herself as she started to clean herself. Minutes later, she rinsed the soap off and proceeded to dip herself in the hot tub.
"That's alright. So did you enjoy class today?"
"Yes, it was very educational and fun. I don't remember having such a good time in school the first time. I think it's because you're such a good teacher."
"That or your first time around, you probably had a much more normal set of classmates."
"Oh my, I guess you could be right...," Kasumi agreed with a giggle. "I think I'd like to become friends with that nice Usagi girl."
"Be careful around her. I think she's trouble. Her and that c... c... cat..."
"Are you still afraid of cats Ranma?" Her answer was a shiver that visibly ran down Ranma's spine.
"I've tried everything I could think of, but still..."
"Don't worry Ranma. Everyone has something they're afraid of."
"Ya, I guess..."
Suddenly their conversation was interrupted as the door opened and a small group of girls entered.
"Oh, hello Sensei!" Fujio called out. Ranko wanted to run and hide, but she swallowed her pride and forced herself to remain calm. After all, it's not like they're women. They're just a bunch of children and she was a mature adult.
"Sensei?" one of the other girls asked.
"Yeah, she's new here and she's living in the dorm."
"How come no one told me?"
"Perhaps you're just not keeping up with the latest gossip. Sensei, this is Miho, Fuko, and Seiko."
"Hi," the three girls chimed. Ranko tried her best not to blush as the girls came into view.
'Why now?' Ranko asked herself.
"Come on in. The water's great," Kasumi said causing Ranko to reask the gods her question.
"Wow sensei, you've got a nice body," Miho commented. "I bet the guys go crazy over you."
"You could say that," Ranko commented as she remembered Kuno's usual response.
"You know she keeps in shape by training in the martial arts," Fujio stated.
"Really?" Miho asked as she eyed Ranko's body again.
"Yup. I told you that it was good for you, but would you listen?"
"I wanna study too if it can help me look that good."
"How about it sensei?" This question brought Ranko out of her embarrassed state.
"How about what?" she cautiously asked.
"You think you can help teach me and Miho?"
"I'm afraid I can't girls. I never was officially graduated from my school of study so it would be illegal for me to teach anyone that doesn't already have the basics."
"Oh... I see," Fujio said as she hung her head down.
"I know! What if we just let her watch? Then she can pick up the basics on her own."
"I don't know. I'll do some thinking on that one and then I'll get back to you."
"Ok... Hey sensei?"
"Yes could you talk to Amawa for us?"
"About what?"
"Buruma," Miho and Fujio said at the same time.
"For some reason Amawa-sensei seems to think we'd want to wear those looking things. Their barely better then underwear," Fujio lamented.
"What do you girls currently use instead?"
"Pleated skirts."
"Pleated skirts?"
"Yeah. They aren't very comfortable, but it's a lot better then having those perverted boys look at us."
"So then what do the boys wear? I'm sure it's not pleated skirts too." Ranko's comment caused the girls to giggle as they pictured the various boys in their class wearing the skirts.
"No, they wear gym shorts."
"Then why don't you ask Amawa to let you wear them?"
"You think?"
"Why not?"
"Well, for starters, I'm not sure she'd listen to us. I mean, we're just a bunch of kids..."
"Then I'll speak on your behalf."
"You will?"
"Sure." This reply caused all the girls including Kasumi to cheer.
The conversation then took a lighter tone for a while as the girls began to talk about clothes, shoes, their parents, and all sorts of other girly topic. Unfortunately, the conversation could not remain light hearted for long as the conversation took another interesting turn.
"So Miho, how's your boyfriend?" Fujio asked.
"He's ok."
"Boyfriend," Ranko asked furiously, not realizing how it might sound to the girls.
"What, you don't have one?"
"No and that's not why I'm angry. You girls are only thirteen..."
"So? If we don't date them, then they'll just go to waste."
"What?"
"I mean, what else is a man good for any ways?"
"Yeah, they can't be trusted, so that rules out anything important," Miho added.
"Plus they're stupid so they can't be counted on for menial work."
"Just about all that is left is to date them."
"You girls don't actually believe that do you?" Ranko asked.
"Sure. I haven't met one that proved me wrong."
"Then we're going to have to fix that!"
"Amawa, we got to talk," Ranko stated as she dropped the invisibility technique.
"Ah! What the hell!"
"Calm down man, it's just me."
"You? Oh, yeah, Ranma right?"
"Yeah."
"What the hell are you?!" Amawa shouted as he tried to back away.
"What do you mean, what am I?"
"You just appeared out of thin air." Amawa now had his foot up and looked ready to try to kick Ranma.
"Yeah? Oh, yeah, sorry about that. Now calm down. We've got a problem."
"Are you dead?"
"Get off the invisibility thing!" Ranko shouted as she slapped Amawa. Thankfully, this brought Amawa back to his senses.
"So, what's the problem," he casually asked.
"Buruma. That's the problem. What's the big idea making thirteen year old girls dress in those things?"
"I need them to wear something other then those pleated skirts or I'll never be able to teach the class effectively."
"So you go from old fashioned to strip club attire in a single day."
"What do you mean? Buruma is standard clothing for all Japanese schools."
"Yeah. So?"
"So, I'm just trying to get this school on track, that's all."
"But these are kids that aren't ready for that much change. There has to be some middle ground. Especially for those that aren't ready for the underwear option. How about trying gym shorts instead. They're easy to move in and they don't look like a lady's unmentionables."
"Gym shorts?"
"Yeah, I mean, can you think of one good reason why not?"
"No, but what about tradition?"
"Excuse me, but what are you currently breaking with the buruma idea?"
"Oh, I see...," Amawa stated as he realized the parallel. "I'll ask them tomorrow."
"Cool. I can already tell you that you'll have a better response."
"Thanks for the suggestion."
"Suggestion... Sure... If that's how you choose to take it..." as he flexed his hand in a threatening fashion. Thankfully, this motion did not go unnoticed by Amawa who gave a audible gulp.
The next day in homeroom, Ranko prepared to fight his next battle.
"Sit down everyone!" Ranko shouted for the fifth time. "I need to let you know that starting today, I'm going to have a sub cover for me each Friday. His name is Ranma and I want you to treat him with respect. And if I here that anyone here is less then polite with him, I'll be assigning the whole class extra homework."
"But...," Rioga started.
"No buts. I need you kids to realize that men are just as capable as women when it comes to your education."
"I don't think the principal is going to appreciate a man coming in on a daily basis...,"Duahi commented.
"This is my class and not the principal's. If she has a problem with this, she'll just have to talk to me. Now, I've got to run. Ranma should be here soon." With that, Ranko ran out of the room and immediately cloaked herself before entering the men's room to change. Once male, Ranma returned.
"Hello class. My name is Ranma Saotome. It's a pleasure to meet you all," he stated as he bowed. "Let's work hard today!"
Ranma's statement was greeted by a collective groan from the female portion of the class.
"What's wrong?"
"You're a man," Duahi commented as if that explained it all.
"And?"
"And we can't trust you."
"Can't trust me? I'm just here to teach you. I'm not askin for anything else."
"Doesn't matter."
"Then here's what you get to do. This homework," Ranma commented as he set the paper on the redheads desk. "Plus, you can be sure Ranko will know about this. See is my twin sister and we both feel the same things."
"Twin sister?" Thor asked as he looked closely at Joseph. "Hey, you're wearing the same kind of clothing as our teacher..."
"Yeah, we think a like and normally dress alike too. That is unless she decides to wear a dress..."
Suddenly an odd murmur went through the class room. Suddenly Himeno stood up and made an announcement.
"We've decided that since your twin is a female that you can't be all that bad."
'Ok tulip head...,' Ranma thought as he spotted the girl's odd pink hair. "How generous of you. Now, sit down. Class is almost over that we have a lot to cover."
(There is still time to influence my writing. In fact, there is always time to do that. I love taking suggestions. It's a challenge I can't say no to.
Last, but not least. Jeshone, if you're reading this, please email me at stbaysyahoo.com. I've got some questions for you. Have a great day everyone.)
Once this is up to 1.0, it will be done.
Ranko's second day of teaching was over and she just wanted to soak in a nice hot bath. Of course, that meant she'd have to do it while in female form which she really didn't like. Every time her body was in contact with hot water and she resisted the transformation, she had a weird feeling. It reminded her too much of the incident with Herb and the Chiisuiton.
Still, it was either bath as a woman or risk getting caught. The baths in the dorm were open to all the girls and the possibility of someone walking in on her was a bit too high. True, she could just lock the door, but that would just raise people suspicions of her. Not to mention what would happen if someone happened to have a key.
Ranko could see it now. Her relaxing in male form and falling asleep. Minutes later, someone would use the key, open the door, see a very naked man, and then run to call the cops. After that, her life and freedom would be over.
So, in light of all the bad things that could happen, and in her case would happen, she opted for the lesser of two evils. As the hot water hit her skin, she felt the transformation energies flare. Calmly, she redirected the energy and channeled it harmlessly off her skin. She was grateful that she didn't have to constantly do that or she'd never be able to pull off taking a hot bath as a woman.
As she laid in the tub, her mind began to wander through the events of her day. It had been very tiring. Eiko managed to destroy two desk when she ran into the room. She had to talk with Eiko after class to remind her to walk more carefully. Of course the girl didn't seem to be listening, so Ranko just made a note to be sure to order stronger desks at the next available opportunity.
Speaking of Eiko, her friend Usagi was turning out to be more of a trouble maker then Ranko had first suspected. Not only did she seem to cry about every little thing, she also failed the simple pop quiz that Ranko held, and to make matters worse, she brought her pet cat with her. Usagi just stated it followed her from the dorm, but she didn't buy that. Of course, that wasn't all. On her uniform was a strange brooch that Ranko didn't recall seeing the day before on her collar. For some reason, she was getting some strange vibes from it.
On a different note, Fushi's thug Thuy broke the eye piece on Thor's equipment. Ranma-chan was angry on two fronts. On one hand, she didn't like how Thuy did Fushi's dirty work or that she was hurting others in the name of that person. At the same time, she really wished that Thor would leave his expensive looking equipment in his dorm during school hours. If he'd done that, Thuy wouldn't have had that opportunity to break it.
While she was walking around the classroom, she accidentally noticed a paper on Nikaru's desk. It was the plans for his night club. At least that's what she'd been told it was. On the paper, she saw otherwise. Apparently Nikaru, the son of a Shinto priest, was interesting in running a strip club. She wanted to straighten the youth out and tell him that girls shouldn't be on display in such clubs, but she knew it was unlikely that Nikaru would even listen. It was yet another possible parent teacher meeting in the works.
When Ranko had arrived in the class room that morning, she found Joseph and Fuzen practicing Gung Fu. On one hand, Ranko approved of healthy boys practicing the art. On the other, she didn't want to get in trouble with the principle. So, she told them to stop and wait until school was over. She could tell both boys were a bit upset at the order they'd been given, but thankfully they didn't giver her any trouble.
There was a whole mess with the other students too. After a day like that, Ranko was thankful for a dip in a hot tub. Even if she could only do so as a woman.
As she continued to enjoy her dip, the door opened. Part of her tensed before she saw it was Kasumi.
"Hello Kasumi," Ranma greeted his older turned younger cousin.
"How are you Ranma?"
"Ranko, Kasumi."
"Oh, I'm sorry Ran...ko," Kasumi corrected herself as she started to clean herself. Minutes later, she rinsed the soap off and proceeded to dip herself in the hot tub.
"That's alright. So did you enjoy class today?"
"Yes, it was very educational and fun. I don't remember having such a good time in school the first time. I think it's because you're such a good teacher."
"That or your first time around, you probably had a much more normal set of classmates."
"Oh my, I guess you could be right...," Kasumi agreed with a giggle. "I think I'd like to become friends with that nice Usagi girl."
"Be careful around her. I think she's trouble. Her and that c... c... cat..."
"Are you still afraid of cats Ranma?" Her answer was a shiver that visibly ran down Ranma's spine.
"I've tried everything I could think of, but still..."
"Don't worry Ranma. Everyone has something they're afraid of."
"Ya, I guess..."
Suddenly their conversation was interrupted as the door opened and a small group of girls entered.
"Oh, hello Sensei!" Fujio called out. Ranko wanted to run and hide, but she swallowed her pride and forced herself to remain calm. After all, it's not like they're women. They're just a bunch of children and she was a mature adult.
"Sensei?" one of the other girls asked.
"Yeah, she's new here and she's living in the dorm."
"How come no one told me?"
"Perhaps you're just not keeping up with the latest gossip. Sensei, this is Miho, Fuko, and Seiko."
"Hi," the three girls chimed. Ranko tried her best not to blush as the girls came into view.
'Why now?' Ranko asked herself.
"Come on in. The water's great," Kasumi said causing Ranko to reask the gods her question.
"Wow sensei, you've got a nice body," Miho commented. "I bet the guys go crazy over you."
"You could say that," Ranko commented as she remembered Kuno's usual response.
"You know she keeps in shape by training in the martial arts," Fujio stated.
"Really?" Miho asked as she eyed Ranko's body again.
"Yup. I told you that it was good for you, but would you listen?"
"I wanna study too if it can help me look that good."
"How about it sensei?" This question brought Ranko out of her embarrassed state.
"How about what?" she cautiously asked.
"You think you can help teach me and Miho?"
"I'm afraid I can't girls. I never was officially graduated from my school of study so it would be illegal for me to teach anyone that doesn't already have the basics."
"Oh... I see," Fujio said as she hung her head down.
"I know! What if we just let her watch? Then she can pick up the basics on her own."
"I don't know. I'll do some thinking on that one and then I'll get back to you."
"Ok... Hey sensei?"
"Yes could you talk to Amawa for us?"
"About what?"
"Buruma," Miho and Fujio said at the same time.
"For some reason Amawa-sensei seems to think we'd want to wear those looking things. Their barely better then underwear," Fujio lamented.
"What do you girls currently use instead?"
"Pleated skirts."
"Pleated skirts?"
"Yeah. They aren't very comfortable, but it's a lot better then having those perverted boys look at us."
"So then what do the boys wear? I'm sure it's not pleated skirts too." Ranko's comment caused the girls to giggle as they pictured the various boys in their class wearing the skirts.
"No, they wear gym shorts."
"Then why don't you ask Amawa to let you wear them?"
"You think?"
"Why not?"
"Well, for starters, I'm not sure she'd listen to us. I mean, we're just a bunch of kids..."
"Then I'll speak on your behalf."
"You will?"
"Sure." This reply caused all the girls including Kasumi to cheer.
The conversation then took a lighter tone for a while as the girls began to talk about clothes, shoes, their parents, and all sorts of other girly topic. Unfortunately, the conversation could not remain light hearted for long as the conversation took another interesting turn.
"So Miho, how's your boyfriend?" Fujio asked.
"He's ok."
"Boyfriend," Ranko asked furiously, not realizing how it might sound to the girls.
"What, you don't have one?"
"No and that's not why I'm angry. You girls are only thirteen..."
"So? If we don't date them, then they'll just go to waste."
"What?"
"I mean, what else is a man good for any ways?"
"Yeah, they can't be trusted, so that rules out anything important," Miho added.
"Plus they're stupid so they can't be counted on for menial work."
"Just about all that is left is to date them."
"You girls don't actually believe that do you?" Ranko asked.
"Sure. I haven't met one that proved me wrong."
"Then we're going to have to fix that!"
"Amawa, we got to talk," Ranko stated as she dropped the invisibility technique.
"Ah! What the hell!"
"Calm down man, it's just me."
"You? Oh, yeah, Ranma right?"
"Yeah."
"What the hell are you?!" Amawa shouted as he tried to back away.
"What do you mean, what am I?"
"You just appeared out of thin air." Amawa now had his foot up and looked ready to try to kick Ranma.
"Yeah? Oh, yeah, sorry about that. Now calm down. We've got a problem."
"Are you dead?"
"Get off the invisibility thing!" Ranko shouted as she slapped Amawa. Thankfully, this brought Amawa back to his senses.
"So, what's the problem," he casually asked.
"Buruma. That's the problem. What's the big idea making thirteen year old girls dress in those things?"
"I need them to wear something other then those pleated skirts or I'll never be able to teach the class effectively."
"So you go from old fashioned to strip club attire in a single day."
"What do you mean? Buruma is standard clothing for all Japanese schools."
"Yeah. So?"
"So, I'm just trying to get this school on track, that's all."
"But these are kids that aren't ready for that much change. There has to be some middle ground. Especially for those that aren't ready for the underwear option. How about trying gym shorts instead. They're easy to move in and they don't look like a lady's unmentionables."
"Gym shorts?"
"Yeah, I mean, can you think of one good reason why not?"
"No, but what about tradition?"
"Excuse me, but what are you currently breaking with the buruma idea?"
"Oh, I see...," Amawa stated as he realized the parallel. "I'll ask them tomorrow."
"Cool. I can already tell you that you'll have a better response."
"Thanks for the suggestion."
"Suggestion... Sure... If that's how you choose to take it..." as he flexed his hand in a threatening fashion. Thankfully, this motion did not go unnoticed by Amawa who gave a audible gulp.
The next day in homeroom, Ranko prepared to fight his next battle.
"Sit down everyone!" Ranko shouted for the fifth time. "I need to let you know that starting today, I'm going to have a sub cover for me each Friday. His name is Ranma and I want you to treat him with respect. And if I here that anyone here is less then polite with him, I'll be assigning the whole class extra homework."
"But...," Rioga started.
"No buts. I need you kids to realize that men are just as capable as women when it comes to your education."
"I don't think the principal is going to appreciate a man coming in on a daily basis...,"Duahi commented.
"This is my class and not the principal's. If she has a problem with this, she'll just have to talk to me. Now, I've got to run. Ranma should be here soon." With that, Ranko ran out of the room and immediately cloaked herself before entering the men's room to change. Once male, Ranma returned.
"Hello class. My name is Ranma Saotome. It's a pleasure to meet you all," he stated as he bowed. "Let's work hard today!"
Ranma's statement was greeted by a collective groan from the female portion of the class.
"What's wrong?"
"You're a man," Duahi commented as if that explained it all.
"And?"
"And we can't trust you."
"Can't trust me? I'm just here to teach you. I'm not askin for anything else."
"Doesn't matter."
"Then here's what you get to do. This homework," Ranma commented as he set the paper on the redheads desk. "Plus, you can be sure Ranko will know about this. See is my twin sister and we both feel the same things."
"Twin sister?" Thor asked as he looked closely at Joseph. "Hey, you're wearing the same kind of clothing as our teacher..."
"Yeah, we think a like and normally dress alike too. That is unless she decides to wear a dress..."
Suddenly an odd murmur went through the class room. Suddenly Himeno stood up and made an announcement.
"We've decided that since your twin is a female that you can't be all that bad."
'Ok tulip head...,' Ranma thought as he spotted the girl's odd pink hair. "How generous of you. Now, sit down. Class is almost over that we have a lot to cover."
(There is still time to influence my writing. In fact, there is always time to do that. I love taking suggestions. It's a challenge I can't say no to.
Last, but not least. Jeshone, if you're reading this, please email me at stbaysyahoo.com. I've got some questions for you. Have a great day everyone.)