Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.

Warnings: Slight language, sexuality, and I guess male/male pairings (kind of, but not exactly), ooc. If you are offended by any of these things please do not read.

A/N: This is completely for fun. I don't believe that any of this would really happen in the series; It's just a what if scenario. Thanks for reading and reviewing.

Estrogen Dreams:

Part II

"Hahaha, my little pigtailed goddess, I have you cornered now." Kuno stood before her and his intentions were clear. "Now I shall make you mine once and for all."

Ranma was being held motionless by two henchmen. Dozens more surrounded them. "No, please, no," she called, "Anything but that. I…I…don't even love you."

"Love is not necessary for what I intend to do with you." Kuno chuckled wickedly before running his pointer finger down her neck to her ample cleavage.

"Unhand her, Scumbag!" came a voice from the doorway. "Or face the wrath of the Bamboo Snap."

"Get him!" Kuno called to his henchmen.

"No, Ryoga!" Ranma called shrilly, "Leave, save yourself."

Ryoga easily defeated the ten men surrounding him. "You know I would never leave you!" He called back.

While Ryoga was busy fighting the remaining men, Kuno and the two henchmen holding Ranma rushed to the tower.

"Face it, my love, your Ryoga's dead. There's no way he could defeat all those men. Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way."

Ranma sobbed quietly.

"Obviously you aren't aware of the true power of Ryoga Hibiki." Ryoga stood in the doorway having defeated the two henchmen guarding the door.

What followed was a heated battle between Kuno and Ryoga, of course Ryoga easily won using the Amazon attack.

With Kuno lying motionless on the floor, Ryoga swept the weepy Ranma into his arms and carried her down the flights of stairs to his valiant white steed which was waiting below.

He mounted with her in front and headed into the forest back to their kingdom.

"I was so scared." Ranma was able to announce when they stopped to allow the horse to rest.

Ryoga wrapped his arms around her and said softly, "Shh…you don't have to be scared, for as long as you'll have me, I'll protect you."

Ranma sighed before leaning in to kiss him passionately. Soon she had pulled her love to the ground atop of her.

"We shouldn't…" Ryoga protested. "We're not yet married."

"Make love to me, Ryoga." Ranma demanded before kissing him again. Ryoga was soon easily convinced to comply…

000

"Ranma? Are you okay?"

Ranma awoke to find Ryoga seated next to him with a concerned expression on his face. Ranma felt his cheeks go hot. While sulking he had accidentally fallen asleep in his female body. "Of course I'm okay, why wouldn't I be?" his female voice snapped.

"You were calling for me. You were screaming my name so loud I thought you were in trouble." Ryoga looked at him thoughtfully. "I guess you were dreaming."

Ranma was mortified. "Even if I were in trouble, I wouldn't ask for your sorry help." Ranma replied in as even of a voice as possible.

"Hey, listen, Ranma, I don't get why you're so pissed at me. So I defeated you, big deal. It was bound to happen sooner or later, so deal with it. You had no right to do what you did to me. I thought…"

"Well, obviously you thought wrong, P-chan," Ranma answered back. "Not that it worked out bad for you. Where's your mommy anyway. Probably lurking about with a bucket of cold water."

"Oh, would you just shut up, Ranma. You're just jealous. I'm glad Akane still wants to spend time with me. In some ways I guess I should thank you. Now I don't have to lie to her anymore." Ryoga punched Ranma in the shoulder as hard as he could. It really hurt. "There's your thanks, asshole."

Ranma glared back. Ryoga pushed a strand of his black hair back into his bandana. Ranma watched with fascination. Had Ryoga always been so sexy? Ranma shook the thought from his head. Ryoga wasn't sexy, this damn female body had just went crazy. "Get lost." He said coldly.

"So… Uh…what were you dreaming about?" Ryoga asked casually ignoring his request.

Ranma shuddered, and he knew he had to get Ryoga out of his life forever.

000

Ranma knew that the best way to get Ryoga out of the house would be to make sure he fell from Akane's good graces. Because of this, Ranma had spent several days sneaking around the house listening to Akane's private conversations. He was hoping to find out if there was anything about Ryoga or P-chan that annoyed her and then use that to get her to kick him out for good. Unfortunately, he had been unable to gather anything useful concerning Akane's feelings for Ryoga, but he now knew exactly how much she hated being engaged to him, how much of an evil jerk he was for exposing Ryoga, and how much of a man whore he was for having so many admirers. He had to stop himself from emerging from hiding and telling the tomboy exactly what he thought of her.

He had about given up on his endeavor when he overheard a conversation between Akane and Kisumi that changed everything and nearly brought him to a murderous rage. He was eavesdropping outside the open kitchen window. To his relief Ryoga had gotten lost and hadn't been seen for several hours. Ranma hoped Akane would speak freely about what she really thought about his dual identities.

Akane sighed to Kisumi. "I hope Ryoga comes back before bedtime. I'm not sure I'll be able to sleep without him."

"Oh, my," Kisumi answered. 'What about Ranma?"

"I could care less about that jerk."

Ranma scowled.

"But Ryoga… I wonder if I should have him sleep as P-chan tonight. I almost like it better when he sleeps in human form. That way he can hold me when we sleep."

A loud bang erupted from outside the window.

"Too bad Ryoga isn't my fiancé." Akane told her older sister as Ranma continued punching a tree.

"I see," Kisumi said gently. "I didn't realize he was there. You don't really like Ryoga, do you?"

"I like Ryoga, but I don't like Ryoga, and I'd kick his ass if he even suggested sleeping with me in human form," Akane answered calmly.

"Should you really tease Ranma like that? It seems kind of mean." Kisumi gave her a slight smile.

"I wouldn't have to if he weren't such a creep," Akane informed her. "He keeps following me. I had hoped that constantly bad mouthing him would be enough to lose him, but what can I say, the boy's persistent. I wonder what he wants?"

Kisumi shrugged and continued with the dishes.

Unfortunately for him, Ranma did not overhear that part of the conversation and had already devised a ridiculous plot to get rid of Ryoga for good.

000

Akane pretended to study for a test, but really she was keeping an eye on Ranma who had grown increasingly strange. He was sneaking around the house like a pervert and she had seen him lurking around Nabiki's room, and now she was sure he was in Happosai's room.

He had a suspiciously large bag when he passed her and made his way to the door.

"Where are you going?" She asked her curiosity getting the best of her.

"I'm going training," he told her. "Not that you should care. I mean, now that you have your Ryoga-P-chan. Hmph."

Akane smiled slightly as he slammed the door behind him. She loved it when he got jealous and felt that after all the women she had to compete with, he deserved it. Still she was concerned with his attitude toward Ryoga lately. Ranma could be mean to his rival, but revealing him as P-chan was uncharacteristically cruel. Akane had been surprised tolearn her pet's true identity, but she now understood all of the comments Ranma had made in the past. She felt like a moron for not putting the two together before.

"Where did it go? Where did it go?" Happosai came scurrying into the room.

"What's wrong?" Akane asked.

"My pretty lacy…it's gone!" Happosai burst into tears. "Who would steal an old man's pride and joy?"

Nabiki joined them in the living room. "Have either of you seen my video camera?" she asked looking at the two of them suspiciously.

"No," Akane answered but she had a sinking feeling about where it might have gone.

Happosai continued wailing. "I bet that Ryoga did it. He comes to the house, and it disappears. He's a no good theif!"

"Hmm…" Nabiki looked thoughtful.

"What's going on?" Kisumi asked entering the room with some tea.

"I doubt Ryoga would steal your underwear." Akane soothed. "Where is Ryoga anyway? I haven't seen him for a few days." She hadn't thought much of his disappearance since she was used to him coming and going.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, he left to meet his mom at some hotel room," Kisumi answered cheerfully.

Akane's eyes narrowed to slits. "Oh, really. His mom. Did he happen to say which hotel?"

000

Ranma glanced about the hotel room nervously. He had been sure that the plan would work only days before, but now as he prepared for it, he wasn't so confident.

He had stolen back his money from Nabiki to pay for the room. He glanced at the video camera and the sexy white night gown and hoped that he was man enough to go through with it. He hoped that with makeup and the lingerie that Ryoga wouldn't recognize him. Not that he was too worried about that. Ryoga fell for it every time; he had believed that Ranma was everything from his fiancé to his sister without even questioning.

Ranma never analyzed why he chose to use his female form against Ryoga allowing himself to be ogled, groped, and hugged by his rival without a second thought. If he had taken time for examination, Ranma might have realized long before the dreams that his female side was attracted to his rival.

Ranma had sent Ryoga a desperate letter presumably from his mother in which he insisted that they meet at the hotel. Ranma had waited to rent the room, giving the eternally lost boy a head start to find the hotel located only a few blocks away. Ranma smiled to himself. He was sure that after his plan was finished, Akane would never wish that Ryoga was her fiancé again, and he'd be free of the source of his discomfort.

Ranma crawled into the small bathtub which contained lilac bath salts. He decided that if he was going to pretend to be a girl, he should smell like a girl.

TBC

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