By Request #2

A couple of days and several hundred threats against Nabiki later, the two martial artists were at the pool. By some strange stroke of luck - or author's intervention - Ranma hadn't been splashed. He watched Akane swim around with complete confidence; she had taken to the swimming lessons like - well, like a fish to water.

Akane had been swimming for a couple of hours and was getting tired. She swam to the side and lifted herself up over the edge. She walked over to where Ranma sat fully clothed and sat down in front of him on the grass, her back to him. "Hey Ranma, will you redo my sunscreen?"

Ranma blushed as she asked this, unaware that a blush had spread across his fiancee's face as well. "Uuuuh, sure, Akane. C-could you pass it to me?"

"I put it right next to you."

"O-oh, yeah. I, uh, didn't notice." He flipped the top off and squirted a bit into his hands, then started spreading it onto her back.

Akane gave a sigh of pleasure. "That feels nice, Ranma. Especially since I'm so sore. I'm using muscles I didn't even know I had."

He began massaging her back after hearing that, his face betraying his nervousness. As Akane sighed again, he said, "Uum, about the other day..."

Both blushed a deep red as they remembered what had happened on the beach. "Yeah?" Akane asked, her voice quavering a slight bit.

"I, uh, just wanted to know how it was for you."

"Ranma..."

"Cause, well, I really enjoyed it, and I just wanted to see if we could... you know, while I was a guy."

His hands dropped as Akane turned to face him, her face betraying nothing.

"Not here! I meant, ya know, just... maybe sometime... somewhere else."

She leaned closer, staring into his eyes, an intense look on her face. She appeared to deliberate.

"And, ya know, this time, I wanna make sure I mean to do it. Last time... it was kinda just an instinct. I didn't really mean to do it."

She frowned and growled, "Ranma..."

"No, wait, let me explain!"

She reached up and grabbed his face. "Ranma Saotome, you had better take a good long look, think about it, and then..."

"Akane, I -"

"And once you've thought well about it, you had better fuckin lay one on me, cause there's no way you're gonna get out of it!"

Ranma stopped trying to speak, his mouth hanging open. He slowly closed his mouth as his face took on a thoughtful look, his attention still on Akane. He thought about it. He took a good long look. He thought about it. And he leaned closer.

Just before their lips touched, he whispered, "You'd better think about it too."

"I have," she whispered back, just before they both leaned into the kiss.

"RANMA SAOTOME! WHAT FOUL SORCERY IS THIS!"

"KUNO!"