Disclaimer: I do not, and unfortunately will never own Ranma ½. The story, and characters all belong to a wonderful woman named Rumiko Takahashi. The only thing that I own would have to be myself, and hopefully some part of the plot used for this fan fiction.

...With the amount of fan fiction floating around the Internet these days, I highly doubt it.

...Are you sure that there's no possibility of me owning Ranma ½?

...No?

Well, damn.

A few months earlier…
It was still raining.

And it was cold.

It was freezing actually, thank you for asking.

Ashley shivered inside of her tent, the rain pelting the outer covering and the thunder booming loudly outside. She had also made a very useful discovery, shifting clothes doesn't matter if they're wet! She had tried shifting into a nice, warm outfit at first…

The shift worked but unfortunately, the clothes were still soaked.

So instead of her original plan, she had to strip off all of her clothes and squeeze out as much of the excess water as she could. Giving up when she realized that she couldn't completely dry them, she wondered if she could make the clothes appear out of nothing.

After a few tries, she finally did it. Sure, they were a pair of shorts and a tank top, but whatever.

She glanced over to the small pile of hygiene products beside her sleeping bag. The blonde had been saving them for when she first got to use her new shower at the apartment. But after spending god-knows how long without a proper washing, she was using them now damn it.

At least now the pouring rain outside would serve a better purpose than making her wet and cold. Sure, she'd be even more wet and cold afterwards… But she'd feel clean.

Making up her mind, she shifted her current clothing into a bathing suit and picked up the bathing supplies. She chose one of the corners in the tent that she didn't really use much and proceeded to scrub herself down with the environment-friendly soap and shampoo.

'There we go…' She then glanced at the zipped up opening of the tent, 'Christ, this is going to be cold.' Acting quickly, she unzipped the tent and darted outside quickly.

Ashley rinsed herself off, frantically rubbing at her arms, legs and hair. 'At least no one is insane enough to go walking around at this time of night and in this weather…'

Once she finally felt that she had gotten all of the shampoo out of her hair, she unzipped the tent and went in. She felt like a partially drowned rat, but at least she was clean.

It was then that our blonde friend remembered that she had no towels.

"Fuck this Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttt...!"

Ashley had changed her wet clothes into a few towels, but… Stripping out of a wet bathing suit and attempting to dry yourself off with cold damp towels was not fun. Definitely not something to ever put on your to-do list.

She was still damp, but at least she wasn't dripping. She had managed to shift her clothes again, but it was really hard to concentrate on shifting anything when she was shaking like a leaf.

Eventually, she had come up with a thick nightgown. Sure, it was a little dorky looking, and it wasn't completely dry, but it was better than standing in a tent naked. A little bit warmer now, she thought up a pair of pajama pants to wear underneath it.

She then crawled into her chilly sleeping bad. "Y'know what would be a great invention? A cheap tent with a built-in heater." She muttered to herself.

And this is where you came in.

'Note to self: Experiment more with my shifting ability, so I know useful shit like this ahead of time.'

With that in mind, the shivering blonde began to slowly fall asleep.

Ashley felt like she was in heaven. She was being lovingly cuddled by a pair of warm arms, her face lightly laying on top of his chest as she listened to his heartbeat. She could hear the rain pouring, and sleepily congratulated herself on setting up the tent correctly. She then remembered that she was alone.

A silky voice purred into her ear, "Have a nice sleep, love?"

Her eyes snapped open and she pushed herself off of the man that had somehow managed to worm his way into her sleeping bag, opening her mouth to scream.

A pair of beautiful clawed hands grabbed at her, one covering her mouth and the other pulling her closer to him. "Now now, none of that…"

Her frightened eyes focused on his face, and then widened in shock as she blushed. Noticing that she had stopped frantically trying to escape him, he removed the hand from her mouth and instead used it to gently cup her face.

"There we go, calm down." He smirked as she finally got a better look at him.

He…

'He looks like a teenager!' Ashley's shock filled mind informed her.

He had tanned skin and a bright shock of white hair that fell softly around his face, pointed elf-like ears and a fanged smile. His glowing red eyes seemed to taunt her, and she quickly noticed the… tail… that was lazily wrapping itself around her large waist.

In short, the teen looked like something that had popped right out of a freaking yaoi/boylove comic!

After a few tries, she finally managed to speak. "Wha… Who…" Er… That is, she tried to speak.

The teen grinned impishly at her, "Damos the Incubus… At your service."

Clearing her throat, Ashley tried again. "Um… Right then." She blinked a few times, "So.. Damos." The demon nodded, "…Why the FUCK are you in my sleeping bag with me? …Why are you even in my tent in the first place?!"

"Well, you were freezing. Bound to get sick that way, and we can't have that." He then smiled at her in a manner that in no way made her feel safe.

"Besides, after the little show you gave me out in the rain, I just HAD to help you."

She stared at him in shock as he began to run his clawed fingers through her hair, talking to her in a babyish voice. "Poor little Ashley-marie, all alone in a tent, freezing, in the middle of a thunderstorm…" He then changed back to his normal voice and leaned in to purr into her ear. "Poor. Little. Thing…"

She squeaked and struggled, the sleeping bag and the demon in it keeping her captive. She wiggled around a little until she had found the zipper hidden behind the demons back.

With a look of relief, she wrapped her arms around him and rolled so that the now very surprised demon was on top of her. Before he could act on whatever kind of perverted ideas that he probably had flying in his head, she unzipped the bag and sat up.

Damos's eyes flashed as he grabbed her wrist and dug his claws in before she could stand up. She winced, "Why are you doing this?!"

The demon growled, "Why aren't you affected?!"

Ashley glared, "Affected by what? You're the one trying to molest me in my sleep for fuck's sake!"

"You're resisting me! No one should be able to fight off the spell!!"

"What spell? And of course I'm resisting you! I don't even know you!"

"That shouldn't matter!" The demon sounded very frustrated, his fangs poking out of his mouth as he spoke. "Why aren't you in love with me yet?!"

The blonde's right eye twitched. "Fall in love with you?! You're very attractive and all, but… I just met you!" She took a deep breath to try to calm herself down. "…Just… Please, explain."

He eyed her for a moment before slowly releasing her hand. When he noticed that she wasn't about to run screaming out into the rain, he sighed. "Look… I'm an Incubus. In-cu-bus. You do know what that means, right?"

She flushed brightly, but nodded. He sneakily wrapped his arms around her in a light embrace, but stopped himself from doing anything else when he felt her stiffen.

"Please, let go." He looked at her with large shocked eyes, "There! You just did it again!" At her confused look, he let go.

"You aren't supposed to be able to resist me. It's impossible, when we… do what we're supposed to do, the victim shouldn't have a choice. They aren't even supposed to wake up. But… You've done both." He ran a clawed hand through his hair, and grumbled.

"So, if I hadn't woken up… You would've actually… Raped me?"

He opened his mouth to speak, and then quickly snapped it shut.

She looked down at her dorky nightgown hiding her stomach and thighs, "Why the hell would you even want to in the first place?!" She then noticed how his eyes lit up like a little kid on Christmas morning, and decided that she didn't want to know.

"Never mind that… Let's try a different question. …Why were you even watching me in the first place?"

He did nothing but hold his hands out in front of her. She looked at him oddly for a moment before examining his hands.

His very, very pretty hands.

…His pretty, well manicured hands that were wearing beautiful rings.

Damos noticed how she wasn't putting the pieces of the puzzle together fast enough. So, he swiftly grabbed the front of her nightgown.

The pieces clicked firmly into place.

"THAT WAS YOU?!"

The demon watched as she seemed to throw a violent temper tantrum, cry, pace around the small tent, pull at her hair, punch at his chest, and then cry some more. All within the span of thirty seconds.

He idly itched the side of his neck, "You done?"

She was panting slightly, "…I think I'm good." The blond then blinked. "Wait, how did you do that?" Damos grinned cheekily, "Sped up time for us a little. In reality, you took about thirty minutes."

". . ." She rubbed at her face in frustration, "Hmph. You still didn't answer me. Why exactly, did you pull me through the freaking computer and into an anime dimension? Without even giving me anything to protect myself?! Money, a place to stay, even a fucking identity would have been nice!"

He grinned, "About time you asked… Well, you see-" A loud crash sounded from outside and within a split second he had summoned a portal. Before Ashley could scream in surprise, he had wrapped his arms around her waist and jumped in.

Moments later, a large smoking branch pierced the roof of the tent. The plastic covering instantly caved in with the branch, allowing the rain to slowly fill up the remains of the tent.

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