Chapter 5

Shocked more from the mere touch than anything else Genma Saotome most uncharacteristically cried out in a silent O.o! Yet the outcry did its work in needling at the reflexes that held her exquisite martial body alert. Flying backwards in an arc that put on display the total of her gathered experienced paired with the renewed investment brought on by the magic of Jhusenkyou Genma twisted backwards in a manner that implied flight capabilities…

Akane Tendo is a bit of a moron… 'Oh my? Am I really that strong?' Peering at the hand that she had nicked at the other girls temple with she felt the aftereffects of her consciousness kick in. 'Oh no! How is she faring?'

Moving in the direction of the other girl she somehow evaded the effects of her overblown ego and actually applied the knowledge that she had gleaned from her martial arts training. Looking at the full motion of the other she paled internally in the utter disparagity of skill that was put on display. 'And this was an unintentional response… I can admit to that.'

Completely loosing the stance that she held before she was once more telegraphing her thoughts… Although fear isn't the most beautiful of emotions to put on display… This is Akane Tendo we are talking about. There was an element of her self that was irresistible to all males and females alike. That's why Akane…

Genma Saotome shot her head up 'feeling' the shift of the atmosphere in the dojo. However the years spent on the road was nothing remotely strong enough to prepare him for the true face of Akane Tendo. Staring into the most beautiful of those that create the abyss that engulfs the feelings of man. She responded. There was little that could stop this. The nervous shudder that was evoked from the tired bodice of goddess of the martial arts Genma Saotome had little effect on Akane Tendo yet it contained so much more revealings of the workings taking place in the mind of one Genma Saotome.

The physical tension was second in command to the mental anguish that would ensue. The writings that were being imprinted onto the mind of one Genma Saotome were those that would never fade. She was forever in love. The answer would however not fill the conscious mind that easily. ((Kinda reminds one of the Ranma – Akane relation in the canon XD!))

Akane had reached for the hand of the smaller girl in the moment of the 'spasm'. There was little else that Akane's less experienced mind would deduce or even could from the event. Looking wide eyed straight into the eyes of the more skilled martial artist she waited. Questions were however forming quickly on the edge of her lip.

Genma Saotome had to hold back the threatening confusion that had been evoked from the physical contact yet found herself unable to break the hold that the Tendo daughter had on her hand. She even failed to telegraph her growing discomfort. Instead she felt that parallel horrific emotion grow in intensity. In fact she felt relieved immediately following her current action. "I WILL BE HONOURED TO BE YOUR SENSEI!" Of course the sentence took some time to register in the mind of the befuddled martial artist gone romancing in old age…

Akane however felt the sheer amplitude of the shout in her very roots. Defying her slowness she was quick to leave the dojo for her room.

This was the first time that Genma Satome's vigil had truly fallen. The heaviness that fell onto her from inside made her clutch at her bosom in a painful manner. She even failed to capture the noise coming from the shutter of a 35 mm closing repeatedly. Anguished she didn't register how she ended up in the main room of the dojo and in a different sex. The effect that Akane Tendo had evoked transcended that…

"OYAJI!"

The slap did its magic though…

BREAK

Naruto had several things that warranted the attention of those inclined to disbelieve even the most proven of truths. He was for the first time forming two Rasengans. One in each hand. The most defying fact was that he was able to form and dissolve them at will. Sweating at the exertion from forcing himself to the very real limit that this new body of his possessed he cried a soft sob as he gave in as to preserve his life for the future events to take place.

The Henge had lost its strength long ago and the soul observer… Kasumi Tendo was agonizedly frozen to the peeping spot at the door. Crying a tear at the effort that she had to conjure in order to fully transcend the feelings that were keeping her immobile she slightly stumbled on the first step.

However the events following that were not hindered in the least. In fact the lesser known amorous nature of hers was making the treatment that she was proceeding at doling out the more efficient. Wrapping the idle frame of 'Ryouga' Naruto in her arms against her bosom she went on cleaning the ki-burns that were charred into his hands.

She didn't falter at the apparent regeneration that was taking place. Instead she rode it adding to it in the manner that she was proficient in. Further intertwining their communal space she added her own physical effort joining into the healing…