Ranma Aqua-Isekai'd, by Chaos Orchid
Chapter 10: Ranma's First Date
A small cough of powder came out of Ranma as she was tackle-hugged by Hairdo! But the rest of the Instant Nannichuan had mixed with her saliva and swallowed. The effect on her was instant. A heat took over her face and spread down her neck and toward her upper chest. At the same time her nipples hardened and their buzz leaped straight to her now hot groin. She had urges she never had had before. Very unmanly urges.
But at the same time, she knew she should give those a second or even a third thought! Of whatever sex she was, he was not that kind of a girl!
She used a pressure point technique on him to release her. But she didn't make it painful. She really didn't want to hurt the guy. After all, he wasn't really a villain, was he. Probably. He had felt good against her softness. She reluctantly held onto his wrists as she stepped away from him. She released only one hand as she turned to face him. "You're too bold. You really ought to ask before you molest. *Giggle*."
"You are right, my darling! I should write that down!" And Hairdo rummaged through his sleeves looking for a brush and ink block once more. All the while Ranma stayed by his side, trying to look fascinated by all the odd things he was able to pull out of his magic weapon-space. (The martial artist in her, though, was fast losing interest as it seemed that none of them were what she would consider proper weapons.)
"Why is Ranma acting girly?" Tsukiko asked. It was giving him the creeps. She reminded him to damned much of him when a girl.
"It's because the idiot was too impatient and instead of mixing it with water and pouring on himself, he swallowed the Instant Nannichuan," Elder Cologne said. She pulled out a booklet and tuned its pages until she found what she was looking for. "Yes, I was right: The water that activated the mix came from her female saliva, which has female hormones among the other differences between the sexes." She closed the slammed the booklet closed and declared, 'What the boy did, in effect, was swallow his male pride!"
"He did! Th, then he cannot call on it to react like a guy should!" Tsukiko was appalled.
"But he can react the way he thinks a girl should react, especially if it is supported by his now female brain and its hormones."
Meanwhile, after the pile random stuff began to take up too much of the shop's floor space, the busty girl said. "Why don't you forget that for now, tall, dark and handsome."
"Tall, dark and handsome!?" Suddenly Hairdo was taller and straighter as nerves set in!
"Well, yeah. You're taller than I am. And I'm a redhead, I guess." And she pulled a lock of of her hair out to where she could see it.
"And handsome? You think I'm handsome?"
"It's just a fact. The girl I saw in the mirror is cute. Your Elder the Meddler, there, is beautiful. And him…." She frowned at Tsukiko. She wasn't about to call him handsome. Or give him any kind of complement.
Sweating, tall, dark and handsome blurted out, "Will you go on a date with me(!)?!"
"A date? Well, uh, I don't know. I've never been on a date," she pondered the idea. Her body wanted to date.
"Neither have I!"
"Do you know how to date?"
"I must have it written down somewhere!" And he pulled up his sleeves and looked for 'How to Date' among the many things written on his arms. "Perhaps it's written on another part of me!"
"Don't strip!" Ranma was ready to panic and had to think of an out, "Hey, Meddler, you must know about dates!"
"I'm not helping a rival of the one I've given my blessing to be your fiancee."
"That's your blessin', it ain't my blessin'! I didn't ask for a fiance! I'm gonna date somebody else just to spite you!
"Come, Hairdo-chan, we'll do the date right now!" And she placed her arm around his and yanked him to the door that led to the rest of the house. "I do know you eat on a date and I'm starvin' anyway. One of the reasons I went along with the guards was 'cuz I was promised a feast."
"We could go to a restaurant." He lost his smile when he remembered, "But I forget where they are."
"Never mind that! I'm too impatient to get food in my belly. I'll make us dinner." And Ranma looked over her shoulder and stuck out her tongue at Tsukiko. "Just for the two of us!"
In the inner hall, she looked into the rooms off it. "You did say you have a kitchen, Meddler?"
"It's my kitchen and I do not give you permission to use it!" Cologne told her.
"If we go somewhere else, you won't have an excuse to chaperon us. And without a chaperon who knows how naughty we'll get." And she pressed herself close to Hairdo, acting as if she liked the idea of being naughty with him.
"I'm leaving," Tsukiko said.
"Oh, no, you don't!" the young woman said, holding onto his arm, though not as flirtatiously as Ranma was doing with Hairdo. "The Instant Nannichuan should wear off soon and I want you here to catch him on the rebound by supporting him moral support. You(!) have some idea of how horrible he will feel."
Tsukiko didn't say it, but he thought, 'Elder Cologne really is a meddler.'
"Wow! A real kitchen!" Ranma rejoiced. "If I ain't cookin' with a campfire, I have to eat whatever the people my pop and me are freeloadin' off of let us eat. But now I get to cook something I like on a real wood-burning stove! With food from a real icebox! And cupboards! A real countertop! A cutting board! Knives and utensils! And you say you have hot, running water? Wow, yeah, wonderful! You do!" The little redhead went from one to the other like a kid getting to play with a room full of new toys. But her movements and casual poses were those only a young adult woman made who when she was trying to please onlookers with her form.
"Matches? Real matches!? Do you know how many times I had to start a fire without even havin' flint and steel!?" The was enough for her to light the stove's tinder and kindle a fire. "Have to preheat the oven!" She smiled at even being able to do that!
"Now to begin!" And she pulled from the pantry, "Vegies! Can't have stir fry without vegies!" Taking the traditional Chinese cleaver, she began chopping them into even, bite-sized pieces.
She suddenly stopped. "Wait! I need an apron, don't I? Where's an apron? There!" Picking it up, she paused to admire it. "It could be more sexy, but it definitely has a feminine vibe! Cologne, you got good taste for somebody's who's supposed to be an elder!" It was a long for her petite body, but she happily put it on. She was confident in her martial arts skills to know she wouldn't be tripping in it.
Cleaver in hand again, she paused again. "I think I remember something about 'naked apron'. Should I?" she honestly asked herself. Her eye almost gleamed.
"Yes!" cried Hairdo.
"No!" cried Tsukiko.
"Heh, heh! You don't want me to do it, Fake Me? That's a good enough reason to do it!' Ranma smiled wickedly towards him.
"Uh, Elder Cologne is here! You said she's your chaperon, right? You don't want to be seen naked in front of your chaperon, do you?"
"Another good reason to go naked apron!"
"Then go ahead. Nudity is not entirely taboo on This-side, as you have seen." Cologne told him.
Ranma was disappointed with her reaction. Being given, in effect, permission, it the sexual thrill that Forbidden Fruit would have had withered.
And yet… Tsukiko was shocked at seeing the redhead who looked way too much like him when he was a redhead take off the apron! "You don't get naked on a first date!"
"I ain't gettin' naked."
"You're not?' the boys asked, while Cologne let out a sigh of relief. (Reverse psychology had worked this time.)
"I'm gettin' dressed the way I should be on a date." And she pulled out a dress from her clothes-space. "Turn around everybody!" she told them, and tapped her bare feet against the tiled floor, waiting for them to do just that.
Seconds after they did, she said, "You can look at me, now!"
What they saw was her in a daring red minidress with a Mandarin collar and matching trim on her short sleeves. "Ta da! So, is this sexy or what!? I never wore a dress before and didn't know how
breezy they are!" And she twirled to show herself and it off. She stopped to give a coy smile. "Specially if you ain't wearin' undies!"
"Not wearing….' The blood pressures of both of the males in the room rose. No nosebleeds, yet, though.
To their disappointment, her best female details were covered in loose linen when she put the oversized apron on over. But they knew that the payoff of a naked apron was the flash the male would get when the girl turned her back on him. The mini just substituted tease for outright flesh! And there was the possibly of what could be seen if they could catch her bending over. Didn't she say she wasn't wearing panties?
Tsukiko shook the fantasy out of his head. "Find your male pride, Ranma! My pride is on the line, too! It's like seeing one of my nightmares, but when I'm awake!"
"You sayin' you don't like the way I look!?" she glared at him. "I'm oh so sorry I don't got makeup on! Not that I'd know what to do with it, but still-Don't tell me I ain't as cute as you when you're a girl!" And in her anger, she quickly and thoroughly chopped the vegetables.
"I'm not saying you don't look cute!" he yelled at her. "But I do look cuter," he felt compelled to say.
"Grr!" And she scooped up the vegetables and dumped them into the wok. "Why don't we ask Hairdo which 'Red' is the cutest(!)?! We'll have a contest!"
"I don't want to have a contest like that!"
" 'Cuz you know you'd lose! You can steal my abilities, but you can't steal my looks!" And she closed the icebox door with a coquettish kick. Then she wiggled over to the wok with her box of already cooked rice.
"Those aren't your looks! They're-" Tsukiko almost claimed that Ranma had stolen his own girl looks. "They're not ours at all! We look like the girl drowned in a Jusenkyo spring!"
Ranma stood by the stove, her viewable backside to them, pouring the oil in the wok. "But we still don't lookalike! The cuteness comes from me. *Ha, ha, ha!*"
Tsukiko was furious now. "Alright, we will have a contest!" And he headed for the cold water pump.
But Cologne stopped him with a hit to the head. "Do you really want to have Hairdo as the prize?"
"Hairdo?" He looked at the guy ogling the redhead who wasn't him. He'd never be so happily girly girly, would he? He shook his head, trying to whip the image out of his head. "He won't remember."
"But Ranma will! He's sure to use it against you. He's a martial artist who weaponizes anything!" Cologne blinked. "...weaponizing anything?" Slowly she frowned. "With Ranma, anything goes, doesn't it. Like master, like student?"
"What's the matter, Elder? Something's upsetting you?"
"Let's find out just how far Ranma will go. If he's a pervert, he should be taught a lesson in what it's like to be one the receiving end." Her voice was full of a bitter threat.
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NOTES:
This chapter was inspired in part by the manga-only Cursed Mirror Arc of Chapters 367 to 370. But in that it was the female-only Ranma doppelganger who was the who was boyfriend-hungry. In every way except she was supposed to be the same as the redhead. Strangely, it must have set up a harmonic resonance in Ranma, because the real Ranma turned female just to show her how to pick up guys! Here in this story, Ranma is just feeling horny as a female for the first time and its triggered patterns in his memory and her brain on how girls were supposed to behave when like that. Ranma will not become a real pervert, because I'm keeping the [T] rating.
Cologne's reaction to the Anything-Goes School comes from the anime-only Season 3, Episode 7 that introduction of the Naban Mirror. It took seven of the Nerima Wrecking Crew to China in the time when Cologne is a beautiful teen/young woman. She is what Elder Cologne looks like on This-side, though a little older: In her early twenties. And, oh, the young Happosai was more perverted than even the Happosai of Ranma's time.