Oy.

I have going through this story, trying to get it ready for all of you. I have the distinctive feeling that a few of my favorite reviewers are really going to be angry that I didn't tell them about the rewrite.

But it is a good surprise, ne?

Chapter 4

Problem's Beginning

The unwritten code of atrue male martial artistdetails very simple rules necessary to use when regarding the members of the opposite sex:

All females should cook.

All females should be respectful.

No female should best him in combat.

But most importantly, an impure woman does not deserve to be wed by such a man.

However, it is very well accepted to have an impure man a virgin wife.

To tell the truth, Soun has no idea to what extent Akane has taken her occupation.

He never asked.

But he does know Genma better than anybody and he is already well aware that Genma won't allow a relationship between Akane and Ranma. It goes without saying... no matter how muchGenma's opinion of the girl has changed in the past few days.

Soun looked up from the breakfast table to smile at his best friend.

Genma, for his part, had really done something remarkable lately. They had even become closer than they were when they had trained with … the unnamable.

The panda was flipping back and forth from pages in the "Help Wanted" section. It appears that he was really serious about staying and helping out around the house… much to Nabiki's chagrin.

Sounlookeddown at his plate and continued to kick his rice around with his chop stick. He sighedand went back to the facts.

Akane has exposed herself to other men. She may… or may not have… gone all the way with any of them. But the underlying truth remains. Akane is… unclean.

So thus, unfit to marry any one of equal or higher birth. Which, Ranma Saotome was already of a higher status because Genma had always been a little better than Soun.

Of course THAT was much to Soun's chagrin.

"Would you like some more pancakes father?" Soun smiled and nodded at his eldest. He also noticed the dark circles under her eyes.

"No, Kasumi. However breakfast was as delicious as ever!"

She smiled and took his dishes to the kitchen.

Souncringed as she started to finish humming that song that always left a bitter taste in the air.

He had overslept. But truthfully he didn't really care.

It had been almost a week since he had seen her, but knowing that he finally had a friend that didn't want him dead... pleased him.

He sat up in time to have a soft, fluffy pillow slammed viciously into the side of his head.

Groggily turning his head to the door he barely caught a glimpse of red and blue hair turn the corner. Giggles were heard bouncing down the hallway soon after.

Rolling over and jumping to his feet Ranma grabbed his clothes and headed to the baths to get clean and carefully plot revenge.

Letting the warm water wash over his skin and his hair Ranma thought about his father's proposition.

He could stay and get married… or he could leave the only family he has ever known and go to China to get cured.

If he stayed, he would have to get a job. Then get married. He really didn't want to do either.

If he went, he would have to make money. Then swim back to China. That also didn't sound like to much fun.

The water moved with him and Ranma leaned back in the warmth of the furo. As he let the troubling thoughts of his future flow from his mind, his eyes landed on the room around him.

Was that a blood stain on the wall paper?

The floor tileslay cracked.If Ranma had to guess the reason, it lookedlike a sledge hammer was taken to them.

"Oh, wow. Something scary went down."

The window above the bath was just out of eyesight.

Ranma rose to get a better look as the water rolled off of him and back into the furo.

'Was that duck tape? I'll be damned, guess it is the universal cure.' Ranma finished his inspection with an analysis of the door… which happened to be conveniently open... with Akane standing right there.

"…" Ranma found he had no words for a situation like this.

Honestly he half expected the gates of hell to open up and swallow him whole.

Butthe girlmerely let out an exasperated breath.

"You know, you are supposed to put the 'occupied' sign on the door when you are using the bath, dummy."

There was Akane, completely naked and shining in all of her glory. Well, not entirely, a small yellow towel with a duck on it, saved him from all the "glorious" parts of her glory.

Akane was pretty annoyed.

"Ugh . . . well . . . ugh... sorry." Ranma was completely stunned and speechless in the situation.

It's like she didn't even care that they were both naked!

Akane turned around and closed the door behind her. Oddly enough her entire body was lit with a blush. Her heartbeat began making her nervous. 'Was it suppose to beat this fast? Shit girl! Stop!'

"Oh my god! I am going to hell." Ranma's thoughts were bouncing from fear of loosing his new friend to a completely new emotion elicited from a seemingly completely new place.

Nothing like this, ever before had ever happened to Ranma. Akane's body had elicited something from him that no woman had ever done.

Akane had made the poor boy 'happy,' in more ways than one.

"Mother fucker."

Chapter 4

Complete

It is short… but it was shorter before.

R & R -

Lady Mokodane