Akane's POV
Breath In. Breath Out. Slowly. Continue. Pretend to be asleep. In. Out. Repeat. Pretend. Asleep. I take stock of my surroundings and my situation. I can't raise my eyelids. Ok so there's a blindfold. Shit. Ok, no funny tastes, no weird sensations. Ok so, drugs are ruled out. Pressure points then. Oh. Oh God, No.
Ranma's POV
She's waking up I think. Her breathings the same, but her chi is changing colors. I dunno. Maybe she's just having a dream. Her chi flares up all of the sudden. Either she's awake or it's a really bad nightmare. Maybe it's both. Maybe she's awake and she knows where she is, and it IS a nightmare for her. Her hands start to slither towards her ribs, where the counter pressure point to the leg-lock I put her in is located. Definitely awake then. I hop up of my chair and walk over to the bed. I get on my knees and reach to pull of her blindfold. God, my hands are trembling. I take a steadying breath. OK. I reach forward and pull the bandana up over her head. Her eyes are closed. Still pretending to be asleep. She looks so peaceful..... I touch her face, relishing the feel of her soft skin. I'm rewarded for my unwanted attention.
Regular POV
Akane's eyes opened and her face contorted into a snarl as she attempted to bite Ranma's hand off. She lunged forward the best she could with her hands tied behind her back, and her legs immobilized. Ranma was quick enough to snatch his hand back unscathed, but the surprise was enough to quicken his breath.
"Nice to see you too Akane." Ranma said indignantly, his eyes showing hurt. Akane just narrowed her eyes and growled in the back of her throat. She surveyed her surroundings quickly. She was on a bed, with blue silk sheets, and next to the bed was a nightstand with a digital clock. There were large oak doors across from the bed* and a chair about 5 feet away, which Akane guessed, Ranma had been sitting in before he'd come to the bed. Her lips widened and she bared her teeth as she realized how difficult it would be to get out without showing Ranma what she knew. *has 2 do w. chap 3 if u can remember that far back
Ranma pressed his lips together and looked down.
"I know you don't want to be here Akane, and I don't want you to be here either, not like this. I want you to talk to me, to be with me WILLINGLY. There are just...just a few things I want to ask, and to tell you. And then I'll let you go. I'll let you go away and I'll never try to talk to you again. Please, just give me the answers I need." During his speech he'd looked up and was staring into Akane's blue eyes.*
(yes, yes I know akane's eyes are brown. Bear w. me)
Akane wasn't a love-sick young girl, and she hadn't spent the time simply staring into Ranma's eyes. She'd been using her chi claws to slowly cut her bonds apart. She COULD'VE ripped them apart, she could tell Ranma had underestimated her strength, yet again, when he'd tied her bonds, but not by TOO much. However ripping them apart would be much more noticeable than simply clawing them apart. Besides, she still had to free herself from the leg-lock and it would be much quicker if her hands were already free.
She leaned forward and stared into Ranma's eyes intoxicatingly, a hint of a smile on her face. That should have been his warning, the Akane who could've previously been taken as rabid, by the way she was glaring and growling, was now SMILING. But of course Ranma's biggest weakness, even bigger than his fear of cats EVER was, was Akane's smile. And it'd been so many years since he'd seen the real thing..... He was enchanted by it. And during his distraction Akane slithered her hands forward again, meeting no opposition, and pressed the counter- pressure point, to mobilize her legs.
Akane's smile dropped from her face, and her eyes were filled with an angry fire, all of this occurring nearly instantly. She pulled her arms above her head, her hands clenched together in a fist, and brought them down on Ranma's surprised face. He fell to the ground, and she scrambled off the bed. She began to run to the door, but he recovered quickly, and still on the ground shot out his hand to grab her ankles.
She fell down as he grabbed her, turning so she landed on her back, and then slid on the wooden floor as he pulled her towards him. His hands were now around her bent knees and he was on her left side. Akane braced herself with her elbows, and then lifted her left arm to punch Ranma in the face. Ranma stopped her fist with his right hand, but to do so he had to release his hold on her left leg, which she then jerked up, and kneed him in the stomach.
As a result, he pitched forward, and grabbed her other wrist, which was NOT the intended effect. Now one of her legs was free, but he was pinning her down. She jerked her wrists down and kicked up with the leg, causing him to lose his balance. He fell, but held onto Akane causing them to roll over together. Now Akane was on top of Ranma, and because Ranma was still holding her wrists, she was pulled down. Their faces were only inches from each other, and while Ranma didn't mind, Akane was obviously not enjoying it.
Akane wrenched her wrists up, but Ranma just pulled back again, and the momentum caused them to roll again. Ranma was on top of Akane for a second time and now Akane's face, which had previously been indistinguishable, was terrified. Her resolve not to use her neko abilities crumbled, and she threw head back and roared/yowled. Ranma's grip tightened instinctively, and he was rewarded with a viscous kick to his already sore stomach. His grip loosened and Akane pulled herself free. She ran (NOT on all fours, upright) towards the door again, and began yanking at the door handle.
It was much stronger than she expected, and she could tell it was very, very thick, made of something very strong, and locked. She growled and began slashing at the door, but even then it wouldn't open. Akane yowled in frustration and continued her assault on the door, until a large hand, attached to a muscular arm slammed into the door next to her.* Ranma's fingers weren't flat, or stretched out, like normal when a person hits something. His fingers were curved, and spread apart, as if it was a paw, and not a hand.
"What are you DOING??" He demanded, his voice low and raspy and more like a growl than a human voice. He'd used his other hand to grab Akane roughly around the shoulder and spin her around. This was a mistake as he found out. As much as he wanted to see her, she did not apparently want to see him, which she made apparent as she slashed him across the face with her claws. Ranma ignored the cuts across his face and pushed her back against the door.
"I just wanna talk to you!!!" He yelled in his raspy, wild, trying to get through to her.
Akane's POV
.............NO!! NO, NOT AGAIN!! NO!!!!........... o god! Help me!! Somebody help me!! O god please!! Help me...Don't let him hurt me, not again, don't let him hurt me....
Regular POV
"I'm not going to hurt you" He whispered roughly as if reading her mind. It seemed to get through to her for a second, and she stopped struggling for a moment.
"I just wanna talk to you..." He whispered. Thinking it would help sooth her, he leaned forward and hugged her, continuing to whisper in her ear.
"I'm not gonna hurt you..." he said softly, in his rough, cat-like manner.
While most women would have relished having Ranma Satome's strong arms around them, most women were not Akane, had not gone through what Akane had, and did not have the abilities Akane had.
Akane arched her back, so that as little as possible of her body was touching Ranma's and screamed in an anguished, primal way. She punched Ranma across the face, causing him to release her and fall down. She began attacking the door with renewed vigor, but realized quickly, something more was protecting the door. She backed up about 15 feet and began to gather her chi in a huge, violently red sphere. Ranma rubbed his face and looked up as Akane was forming her ball of chi.
"Akane, NO!" He yelled, but she ignored him, and he barely dodged the flaming sphere as it shot towards the door, melting a perfect circle where it'd hit. Akane sped towards the door, and leapt out, her pursuer hot on her heels.
Author's Notes: Hi everybody!!! Sorry, it's been a while since I updated. Well what did you think?? This chapter is a little longer than my last ones, about 1500 words! ( total, not longer) anyway, I kinda liked this one. What do you guys think? Please review! Thx again for reading.
PS apparently I have 52 reviews. I'd just like to say THX times a MILLION to all those ppl!
Breath In. Breath Out. Slowly. Continue. Pretend to be asleep. In. Out. Repeat. Pretend. Asleep. I take stock of my surroundings and my situation. I can't raise my eyelids. Ok so there's a blindfold. Shit. Ok, no funny tastes, no weird sensations. Ok so, drugs are ruled out. Pressure points then. Oh. Oh God, No.
Ranma's POV
She's waking up I think. Her breathings the same, but her chi is changing colors. I dunno. Maybe she's just having a dream. Her chi flares up all of the sudden. Either she's awake or it's a really bad nightmare. Maybe it's both. Maybe she's awake and she knows where she is, and it IS a nightmare for her. Her hands start to slither towards her ribs, where the counter pressure point to the leg-lock I put her in is located. Definitely awake then. I hop up of my chair and walk over to the bed. I get on my knees and reach to pull of her blindfold. God, my hands are trembling. I take a steadying breath. OK. I reach forward and pull the bandana up over her head. Her eyes are closed. Still pretending to be asleep. She looks so peaceful..... I touch her face, relishing the feel of her soft skin. I'm rewarded for my unwanted attention.
Regular POV
Akane's eyes opened and her face contorted into a snarl as she attempted to bite Ranma's hand off. She lunged forward the best she could with her hands tied behind her back, and her legs immobilized. Ranma was quick enough to snatch his hand back unscathed, but the surprise was enough to quicken his breath.
"Nice to see you too Akane." Ranma said indignantly, his eyes showing hurt. Akane just narrowed her eyes and growled in the back of her throat. She surveyed her surroundings quickly. She was on a bed, with blue silk sheets, and next to the bed was a nightstand with a digital clock. There were large oak doors across from the bed* and a chair about 5 feet away, which Akane guessed, Ranma had been sitting in before he'd come to the bed. Her lips widened and she bared her teeth as she realized how difficult it would be to get out without showing Ranma what she knew. *has 2 do w. chap 3 if u can remember that far back
Ranma pressed his lips together and looked down.
"I know you don't want to be here Akane, and I don't want you to be here either, not like this. I want you to talk to me, to be with me WILLINGLY. There are just...just a few things I want to ask, and to tell you. And then I'll let you go. I'll let you go away and I'll never try to talk to you again. Please, just give me the answers I need." During his speech he'd looked up and was staring into Akane's blue eyes.*
(yes, yes I know akane's eyes are brown. Bear w. me)
Akane wasn't a love-sick young girl, and she hadn't spent the time simply staring into Ranma's eyes. She'd been using her chi claws to slowly cut her bonds apart. She COULD'VE ripped them apart, she could tell Ranma had underestimated her strength, yet again, when he'd tied her bonds, but not by TOO much. However ripping them apart would be much more noticeable than simply clawing them apart. Besides, she still had to free herself from the leg-lock and it would be much quicker if her hands were already free.
She leaned forward and stared into Ranma's eyes intoxicatingly, a hint of a smile on her face. That should have been his warning, the Akane who could've previously been taken as rabid, by the way she was glaring and growling, was now SMILING. But of course Ranma's biggest weakness, even bigger than his fear of cats EVER was, was Akane's smile. And it'd been so many years since he'd seen the real thing..... He was enchanted by it. And during his distraction Akane slithered her hands forward again, meeting no opposition, and pressed the counter- pressure point, to mobilize her legs.
Akane's smile dropped from her face, and her eyes were filled with an angry fire, all of this occurring nearly instantly. She pulled her arms above her head, her hands clenched together in a fist, and brought them down on Ranma's surprised face. He fell to the ground, and she scrambled off the bed. She began to run to the door, but he recovered quickly, and still on the ground shot out his hand to grab her ankles.
She fell down as he grabbed her, turning so she landed on her back, and then slid on the wooden floor as he pulled her towards him. His hands were now around her bent knees and he was on her left side. Akane braced herself with her elbows, and then lifted her left arm to punch Ranma in the face. Ranma stopped her fist with his right hand, but to do so he had to release his hold on her left leg, which she then jerked up, and kneed him in the stomach.
As a result, he pitched forward, and grabbed her other wrist, which was NOT the intended effect. Now one of her legs was free, but he was pinning her down. She jerked her wrists down and kicked up with the leg, causing him to lose his balance. He fell, but held onto Akane causing them to roll over together. Now Akane was on top of Ranma, and because Ranma was still holding her wrists, she was pulled down. Their faces were only inches from each other, and while Ranma didn't mind, Akane was obviously not enjoying it.
Akane wrenched her wrists up, but Ranma just pulled back again, and the momentum caused them to roll again. Ranma was on top of Akane for a second time and now Akane's face, which had previously been indistinguishable, was terrified. Her resolve not to use her neko abilities crumbled, and she threw head back and roared/yowled. Ranma's grip tightened instinctively, and he was rewarded with a viscous kick to his already sore stomach. His grip loosened and Akane pulled herself free. She ran (NOT on all fours, upright) towards the door again, and began yanking at the door handle.
It was much stronger than she expected, and she could tell it was very, very thick, made of something very strong, and locked. She growled and began slashing at the door, but even then it wouldn't open. Akane yowled in frustration and continued her assault on the door, until a large hand, attached to a muscular arm slammed into the door next to her.* Ranma's fingers weren't flat, or stretched out, like normal when a person hits something. His fingers were curved, and spread apart, as if it was a paw, and not a hand.
"What are you DOING??" He demanded, his voice low and raspy and more like a growl than a human voice. He'd used his other hand to grab Akane roughly around the shoulder and spin her around. This was a mistake as he found out. As much as he wanted to see her, she did not apparently want to see him, which she made apparent as she slashed him across the face with her claws. Ranma ignored the cuts across his face and pushed her back against the door.
"I just wanna talk to you!!!" He yelled in his raspy, wild, trying to get through to her.
Akane's POV
.............NO!! NO, NOT AGAIN!! NO!!!!........... o god! Help me!! Somebody help me!! O god please!! Help me...Don't let him hurt me, not again, don't let him hurt me....
Regular POV
"I'm not going to hurt you" He whispered roughly as if reading her mind. It seemed to get through to her for a second, and she stopped struggling for a moment.
"I just wanna talk to you..." He whispered. Thinking it would help sooth her, he leaned forward and hugged her, continuing to whisper in her ear.
"I'm not gonna hurt you..." he said softly, in his rough, cat-like manner.
While most women would have relished having Ranma Satome's strong arms around them, most women were not Akane, had not gone through what Akane had, and did not have the abilities Akane had.
Akane arched her back, so that as little as possible of her body was touching Ranma's and screamed in an anguished, primal way. She punched Ranma across the face, causing him to release her and fall down. She began attacking the door with renewed vigor, but realized quickly, something more was protecting the door. She backed up about 15 feet and began to gather her chi in a huge, violently red sphere. Ranma rubbed his face and looked up as Akane was forming her ball of chi.
"Akane, NO!" He yelled, but she ignored him, and he barely dodged the flaming sphere as it shot towards the door, melting a perfect circle where it'd hit. Akane sped towards the door, and leapt out, her pursuer hot on her heels.
Author's Notes: Hi everybody!!! Sorry, it's been a while since I updated. Well what did you think?? This chapter is a little longer than my last ones, about 1500 words! ( total, not longer) anyway, I kinda liked this one. What do you guys think? Please review! Thx again for reading.
PS apparently I have 52 reviews. I'd just like to say THX times a MILLION to all those ppl!