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Obligatory disclaimer here: I do not own Ranma 1/2, it is created and owned by Rumiko Takahashi and associated companies.

So, before we get started, I just want to mention something. After I posted my previous chapter I got someone messaging me that the mother Tendo's real name was Kimiko. Now, I'm not sure if that's true or not as when I looked it up to see if it was, I found a thing saying that one of the earliest examples of Ranma fanfiction had her named as such, but nothing saying Rumiko herself coming out and saying it. While I appreciate hearing about this, and if someone does know of a source saying it to be true I would be quite curious, I've grown attached to the name Maeame for her, and have no plans of changing it.

With that little bit out of the way, let's get on with the story.

Something was coming, something dangerous. It was here out for his blood, but where was it? Out the window? In the celling? Under someone's desk?

"Hey Ranma."

Whatever it was, it was strong. It was still hiding but its bloodlust filled the whole room, nearly choking him with its presence. Yet somehow, his instincts were calm, as if he wasn't in any danger. It didn't make any sense.

"Ranma?"

He knew he couldn't let his guard down, but his body refused to respond properly and prepare. It almost felt like he was asleep, but he knew he wasn't drugged, and he was sure he wasn't in his bed or sleeping bag. Actually, he had no idea where he was! The only thing he knew for sure was that he didn't like the place he was in.

"RANMA!"

A presence, dangerous, too close. His body finally responded to him, striking out a lightning-fast punch towards the presence. When his strike landed, Ranma felt the distinct feeling of a martial artist's forearm, covered in oddly thick clothing for a martial artist. Ranma turned his head to see a concerned Akane, dressed in her school uniform, blocking his strike.

"You ok there Ranma?"

Ranma's brain finally began rebooting and he took in his surroundings. He was in his classroom at school, only a handful of his classmates in the room taking out their lunches.

"Akane? What happened?"

Akane shot him a bemused look. "You fell asleep in class again idiot. At least, I think you did?"

Ranma gave Akane a confused look, one which she mirrored as she explained. "Your head fell down half way down to your desk and just stayed there. Afterwards you just started, twitching, eyes half open but completely glazed over. The class almost though you were high or something till Daisuke pointed out you'd spent your whole time since you got here in the classroom and never had the chance to shoot up."

Ranma blushed and chuckled apologetically. "Ah, right, sorry. I've just been really on edge today for some reason, so I kinda went into fight or flight when I fell asleep."

Akane chuckled. "Yeah, I figured. I knew something was up this morning when you nearly broke Nabiki's arm during sparring."

Ranma's head lowered. "Sorry about that by the way."

"It's fine." Akane rolled her eyes and waved him off. "You fixed her up right after so no harm done. Now come on, its lunch time. Nabiki said she wanted to eat with us out in the yard so let's get going."

Ranma gave her a nod and stood up, shaking the remnants of not-sleep out as the pair left the classroom to head out to the yard. As they walked though, Akane reached down and grabbed his dick through his shorts with a mischievous smile.

"You know, if you wanted, I could help you destress on the way. You know, just to keep you from snapping accidentally."

Ranma raised an eyebrow at her as she fiddled with his shorts before chuckling. "A'right, Kasumi forced me to only use my hand again this mornin, so I could probably use some. But I know some way to make it even better for both of us.

"Oh?" Akane looked with interest. "And how's that?"

Ranma smirked and looked Akane in the eyes before shoving his hand down the front of her skirt, causing her to squeal happily as he stuck two fingers in her cunt. Akane finished with his shorts and began jacking him off as he began fingering her as the pair walked down the hall for all to see.

As they walked, some guy Ranma didn't recognize came up to them with his dick out, prompting Akane to give him a hand as well, and prompting Ranma to roll his eyes. The dude didn't last very long though, only making to the stairs before blowing his load, leaving Ranma and Akane to walk the rest of the way.

And so, reaching the front entryway with a nice sexual buzz, Ranma and Akane both went to grab their shoes from their locker, only for Ranma to stop short. Noticing this, Akane peered into his shoe locker to see…

"Is that a pink envelope?"

"Yeah?"

The pair stood there for a moment.

"Are you going to open it?"

"Am I supposed to?"

Akane gave him a flat look. "Someone put an envelope in your locker, and you're questioning if you're supposed to open it or not? It's obviously for you moron, so just open it already!"

Ranma jumped and quickly grabbed the envelope, noting it smelled heavily of rose, lilac, and sweat, and opened it. Inside was a pink card with expertly drawn hearts and rose vines framing the words 'Dear Ranma' written in elegant calligraphy. Opening the card revealed on one side a very well-made drawing of Ranma in a bishonen art style, cherry red kiss marks dotted around it, and on the other side a message which Akane read out loud.

'Ranma, I know this must be sudden for you, you've only been at our school for a week and you're already getting a love letter, but there is no doubt in my heart what my feelings are for you. Everything you've done since you got to our school has been amazing. From proving your manliness in so many ways on your first day, with how you dealt with Kuno to how you fucked Akane, to how you set yourself apart from all the rest of the boys here on Friday when you didn't follow the horde. I admire your determination to improve yourself in more than just martial arts, and I must confess your sleeping face is very cute. I have fallen in love with you Ranma, you are all I can think about these days, and I wish I could say more, but there isn't enough room on this card to do so. I am waiting out back behind the pool shed for you, so please come see me. Love, one of your many admirers.'

Akane looked at the card with suspicion as she read through it, the card looking very familiar to her. Turning to Ranma though, she saw that he was equal parts beaming with pride, and very confused and uncomfortable.

"Heh, guess my manliness and charm have already made an impact." He said with a nervous chuckle.

"Sure did." Akane said with a slow nod. "What are you going to do about it?"

"Uhh, go talk to her I guess? I wouldn't want to make her miss lunch if she's waiting for me after all."

Akane nodded with a roll of her eyes and a smile. "Alright, I'll go let Nabiki know that you'll be late."

Ranma gave Akane a thankful smile and ran off. Once he turned around the corner Akane's face sharpened into a glare and she began marching towards her target with a determined look. Reaching her target, Akane saw Nabiki sitting under a tree with one of her signature smirks, one that spelled trouble. Marching right up to her, Akane leveled her sister with the glare on her face.

"Nabiki, why does Ranma have one of your love letters?"

Nabiki lazily turned her head. "Now sis, whatever do you mean?"

Akane's glare sharpened. "Cut the crap Nabiki, I recognized Ryonami's art on it. You put all the effort you could into it. Hell, you even used your 'maiden perfume' on it, so don't you dare pretend it's not one of yours. What's your game?"

Nabiki shifted around so she was laying on her stomach, feet kicking in the air and hands laced under her chin. "Mom said we could test him however we wanted, so long as we didn't tell him we were testing him. So, this is one of my tests."

"Oh?" Akane raised an eyebrow, her anger quickly dissipating into curiosity. "And what exactly is the test?"

Nabiki chuckled. "It's a bit of a long one, but why don't we go over and see how it's going."

As she said that, Nabiki stood up on her hands with a flourish, causing her skirt to fall down revealing her near bare ass, and a sizeable dildo stuck up her pussy held in by a white thong. Akane noticed this with a look of revelation as Nabiki went onto her feet.

"So that's where that dildo went. I was wanting to use that on mom this morning during breakfast and I was losing my mind trying to find it."

Nabiki shrugged unapologetically as they began jogging to where Ranma was. "Sorry sis, I needed something this morning while I cooked, and that was the first one I grabbed. I've got another one in my bag if you want one right now."

Akane shook her head. "No, you know I don't use them during school. It gets annoying to take out and put back in anytime I want to fuck during break."

"Fair enough Miss fucked the entire school; I'll keep them all to myself."

The pair quickly quieted down after that as they approached the pool shed where they knew Ranma was.

Luckily they arrived just in time to see Ranma approach his 'admirer', a girl named Miku. Miku was an interesting girl. Firstly, she was half American so she had a distinct foreign charm to her. Along with that, her long hair was an even mix of blond and black streaked together, and no one knew which was her real hair color, decorated with a daisy perched by her left ear. This was matched by her having two eye colors, one hazel and one green. Lastly, she was very petite and delicate looking, even my Japanese standards, though not to the point of looking like a child, unlike Chibi.

Akane and Nabiki watched as Ranma approached her, the pride from before gone and replaced entirely by awkward nervousness, hand on the back of his head. Miku on the other hand looked very shy, but held a certain air of confidence to her.

"H-hi Ranma, I'm Miku. I-I see you got my letter."

"Um, yeah, I did. That was, something. It really looked like you put a lot of work into it."

Miku blushed and turned her gaze. "It was the first time I wrote one, s-so I wanted it to be special."

"Well, it was the first time I got one, so it's pretty special even without all that."

Miku looked surprised at that. "Really? I thought someone like you would get lots of love letters in school."

Ranma couldn't help but puff up a bit at the insinuation as he replied. "Yeah, well, I didn't exactly go to school much, and when I did it was normally a boys only school."

"A boys only school…" Miku said dreamily as her eyes slowly glazed over before snapping herself back. "W-well, I'm glad to be your first."

Strangely enough, Ranma seemed to deflate at that. "Right, well about that…"

Miku suddenly was in Ranma's personal space, pressing right up to him and playing with the hem of her shirt, eager eyes turned to him as she hungrily licked her lips. "Y-you know, I was really impressed by the show you put on with Akane last week, and a bit jealous to be honest. I don't really want to get my c-clothes dirty, so I don't t-think we should d-do it, but would you be willing to let me have a taste?"

As Akane quietly face palmed at the proposition, Nabiki looked on confused as, rather than the more eager reaction she expected, Ranma looked distinctly uncomfortable and nervous as Miku slowly kneeled down. Then, something truly unexpected happened.

"RANMA! PREPARE TO DIE!"

Ranma instinctively grabbed Miku and leapt onto the pool shed as something impacted the spot he was just standing, creating a cloud of dust. Setting Miku aside, Ranma looked through the dust to see a person with a similar build to himself with black hair that had a tiger bandana in it. The man was wearing a yellow shirt and black pants, had a backpack on, and was holding a red umbrella which was speared into the ground, seemingly creating a large crater.

The man glared at Ranma. "You haven't changed Ranma. You're still good at running away."

Ranma glared at the man, more perturbed than angry. "Look man, I don't know who you are, but I was kinda in the middle of something, so can we do this later?"

The unknown chuckled. "You don't know who I am you say? Can this wait you say?"

His eyes then lit up in anger. "NO THIS CANT WAIT!" He then lunged at Ranma and attempted to spear him with his umbrella. "I'LL MAKE YOU REMEMBER ME THEN I'LL MAKE YOU DIE!"

Ranma quickly jumped over him towards the front of the school, causing the unknown to miss and land where Ranma once was. The three girls there were then surprised as the unknown turned to Miku and bowed. "Apologies of the interruption, and for nearly hurting you. I swear I had no intention of harming you, but my feud with Ranma cannot wait."

The unknown then turned and leapt after Ranma with a roar.

The girls froze for a moment as the processed the sudden turn of events before springing into action. Akane turned around and chased after the two boys to the front yard as Nabiki quickly ran over and jumped onto the shed to check on Miku.

"Miku, are you ok?"

"Uh huh." She nodded dumbly. "What just happened?"

Nabiki glared in the direction the boys went. "I don't know, but you can be sure I'll find out."

She then put her hands on Miku's shoulders and looked into her eyes. "But first, two questions. One, are you fine with staying for the rest of the day, or do you need me to get you the rest of the day off?"

Miku let out a shaky breath before responding. "I'll be fine. It's not like crazy stuff doesn't happen all the time, I'm just not used to being so close to it without warning."

Nabiki smiled at that. "Good. Second question, are you still cool with going along with the plan?"

Miku smiled. "Of course Ma'am, you asked me to do this personally, and I could never let myself disappoint you."

Nabiki's smile grew softer at that, and she took a hand to comb through the girl's hair before kissing her deeply, causing the girl to moan.

When Nabiki pulled back, the girl stared at her lovingly, and Nabiki scooped her up into her arms. "Thank you. Now, let's go see what that commotion with those boys is all about."

Back at the front yard, Ranma had run into the center of the yard where everyone quickly cleared out. The unknown followed soon after, staring him down from a few meters away.

"There." Ranma started. "Now we can fight without anyone getting in the way."

The unknown chuckled. "Fight? Now you want to fight? This coming from the man who ran away from our last fight before it could even begin?!"

"Forsooth, what is this commotion!? Vile Saotome, what disruption have you brought to our fair school this day!?"

This was the point where Akane arrived, watching as Kuno pushed out of the crowd towards the pair shooting glares at both of them.

"Ran away from a fight before it began?" Ranma quietly asked himself with a confused expression as the unknown turned to Kuno.

"Hey, back off. This is between me and Ranma, and I don't want anyone getting in the way of my punishment for him."

Kuno nodded. "I understand your frustrations with him, however I too have reason to strike him down, and I know more of his tricks than you do, so do not expect me to stand aside."

The unknown glared at Kuno now as Akane ran up to Ranma. "Ranma, what's going on?"

Ranma smiled put a fist into his open palm. "Ryoga Hibiki!"

"Huh?" both Kuno and the unknown turned to Ranma.

"That's who you are, Ryoga Hibiki, from back in junior high. Wow, long time man, how's it been?"

The unknown, now named Ryoga, pointed his umbrella towards Ranma and growled. "I see, so you finally remember me. And do you remember the fight you challenged me to, only to run away like a coward?!"

Kuno laughed at this declaration. "Ha, such is the true nature of the vile sorcerer known as Ranma Saotome, eager to flee and fool all who surround him."

Ranma ignored Kuno and looked at Ryoga with a deadpan stare. "Ryoga, I waited in the appointed place for 3 days. It was literally just behind your back yard."

Kuno looked at Ranma in disbelief. "Truly Saotome, you would attempt to fool us with such a blatant-"

"Yes! And when I arrived on the fourth day, you had already run away!" Ryoga said angrily, interrupting Kuno. His response prompted everyone, even Kuno and the newly arrived Nabiki and Miku, to stare at him dumbfounded.

Ranma simply continued his deadpan stare as Kuno cleared his throat and stepped between the pair, prompting the two boys to actually acknowledge him again.

"I see, so Saotome's claim is indeed truthful."

He then turned to Ryoga and pointed his bokken at him. "Though I loathe to side with Saotome in anything, arriving to a duel of honor a mere 4 hours late is grounds for forfeit, arriving 4 days late is utterly absurd. That you admit to such a folly means your claim holds no grounds for vengeance, and as such, despite the target of your wrath being such a despicable being, you are the villain in this circumstance. Thus, as the Blue Thunder of Furinkan, it is my duty to protect the students of this school. Have at thee!"

Kuno charged toward Ryoga with his bokken as Ryoga stood there grinding his teeth.

"You think, that I would declare my undying revenge on Ranma, for such a petty reason?!"

Ryoga swung his umbrella at Kuno, breaking his bokken in half and sending him flying towards the school. As he flew, Ryoga grabbed 8 bandanas out of his… bandana, and threw them at Kuno like shuriken. Then, when Kuno hit the wall of the school, the bandanas latched onto his wrists and ankles and pinned him there. Ryoga then turned back to Ranma, umbrella pointed towards him as he glared with even more rage than before.

"Running away from our duel was only a drop in the bucket of pain you inflicted upon me, but it was also what began my path to hell. Were it not for you and your father running off to China like cowards, I would not have gone through the hell that I have. Now face my wrath Ranma!"

Ryoga charged in spearing with his umbrella, prompting Ranma to block with a cross guard, the force of the blow causing him to slide back and his feet dug into the dirt. Ryoga then threw some bandanas at Ranma which he swiftly dodged, the bandanas nearly hitting some of the students were it not for Akane coming in to deflect them, before charging in. Sliding head first under Ryoga's legs, Ranma pivoted on his hands and sent a kick to the side of Ryoga's head. Taking the hit, Ryoga turned with it and used the momentum to spear his umbrella towards Ranma on the ground, forcing Ranma to flip back to dodge the umbrella, it instead hitting the ground and making another large crater.

As he leapt back, Ranma took a serious look at the crater and suddenly remembered their past fights.

'Right.' he thought. 'That's why we always sparred in desolate areas. As nice as he is most of the time, Ryoga has no awareness of collateral damage when fighting, and has the strength to cause a lot of it. Better get him out of here.'

He charged Ryoga and the two exchanged a quick flurry of strikes and blocks as another memory struck him. 'I can't bait him like Kuno either. Ryoga's sense of direction is so bad he'll probably end up on the other side of town if I tried to trick him into chasing me. With how angry he is I can't be sure he won't accidentally break a lot of stuff. Looks like I'm going to have to do this the hard way.'

Continuing their flurry of strikes and blocks, Ranma slowly started giving ground, backing towards one of the yard walls. At one point during their exchange, Ryoga attempted to use some of his bandanas to lock their wrists together, but a quick pulse of Ki from Ranma disabled the 'Iron cloth' technique. Ryoga responded by switching to using the bandanas like knives instead.

Then, just before they got too close to the wall, Ranma jumped back and sprung off the wall to slide through Ryoga's legs like before, only this time he shoulder checked one of his feet along the way. He followed this up with a similar maneuver to before, only this time kicking straight up. Ryoga was ready for this and blocked it with the side of his umbrella, leaning over it to give it more weight, but this was exactly what Ranma wanted.

He pushed hard on the umbrella, and thus Ryoga himself, and sent him flying into the air. Ranma then quickly found his footing again, and jumped up towards the tree beside him. Grabbing one of the branches and flipping around on it to shift his momentum 90 degrees, Ranma hit Ryoga with another kick that sent him flying forwards and over the wall.

From there Ranma began following Ryoga, kicking and punching him as he flew so he never touched the ground. Ryoga tried his best to fight back, blocking with his limbs and umbrella, distracting Ranma by throwing his bandanas, even attempting to contort his body so Ranma's attacks wouldn't hit. Unfortunately for him, Ranma was a master at midair fighting, and while he'd picked up some moves from their spars, Ryoga was not. That said, Ryoga wasn't taking much damage either as Ranma's strikes were more about pushing him in the direction he wanted, rather than dealing damage, and it was clear this odd style of fighting was taking its toll on his stamina.

Before long Ranma gave Ryoga one last launch, sending him over another fence into the far end of an abandoned construction yard. Jumping over the fence himself, Ranma looked over to Ryoga with a serious look, breathing heavily and with a light sheen of sweat on his face.

"There, now we can fight seriously."

Ryoga looked around the lot they were in, and started to laugh. "Really Ranma, forcing me to come here to fight, a place that's just like the places you used to insist we spar in. What, is this some sort of ridiculous way to insult me even more?!"

Ryoga opened his umbrella and threw it like a frisbee at Ranma. Ranma just dodged it, getting a small cut on his cheek as he charged towards Ryoga, the umbrella flying behind him and cutting through some of the structures around the yard.

Ranma wasn't messing around anymore. Rather than charge in all the way, he stopped just short of Ryoga and used his Ki to send a wave of force over the ground to knock him off his feet. Unfortunately, Ryoga also had some new tricks as he used a modified version of the 'Iron Cloth' technique to stick to the ground, meaning Ranma's follow up punch was caught. Ryoga then sent out a punch of his own, only for Ranma to catch his fist. The two then glared at each other, attempting to overpower each other.

"What's this all about Ryoga? If this is just about the bread then I can just buy you some, you don't have to try and kill me for it."

"Do you really think this is all about our bread feud?! Did you not hear what I told that blue weirdo back at your school?! I've been through hell Ranma, and it's all because of you!"

Now, while Ranma had always won their spars, Ryoga was always the physically stronger one, something that he was proving right now as he began to overpower him, forcing Ranma to lean back. Still, Ranma had always won through skill and ingenuity, something he also proved right there as he intentionally fell on his back and used Ryoga's own power to flip him over and send him flying towards the construction equipment his umbrella cut through, slamming into some steel beams and bending them.

"I don't know what kind of hell you're talking about, but don't blame me. You had a nice house and a proper family, if you gave that up and went through hell that's on you. Besides, whatever you went through, I guarantee I've gone through worse."

Ryoga got back up with a hateful chuckle, grabbing his umbrella as he did so. "You are a fool Ranma, if you really think my life was as nice as you claim. You have no idea what my life was like before you, but know that your cowardice made it worse. If you hadn't been a coward and run away from our fight, I would never have had to chase after you to. Thanks to you, I've gone through a form of hell I could only dream of before, something born from my worst nightmares. What I've been through is something worse than you could ever experience Ranma! Now die so you can experience hell for real!"

Ryoga then charged once again, and Ranma responded in kind, only for them both to stop just short of getting in range of each other as a loud crash came from behind Ryoga.

As it turned out, the structure Ryoga's umbrella cut through and Ranma sent him crashing into, was a water tower, and it had just fallen towards them. Neither boy had time to react as a wave of water crashed into both of them, sending both against the opposite wall.

The now female Ranma groaned, both from the pain of hitting the wall, and from the sudden intense arousal caused by the transformation smashing into her fight adrenalin. Realizing her sudden predicament, she let out another groan as she now had to explain her curse to Ryoga.

Opening her eyes, which had closed instinctively when the water hit, Ranma turned to where she assumed Ryoga to be, only to see a small black piglet poking its head out of some familiar clothes and wearing a familiar bandana around its neck. Ranma and the pig locked eyes, and seeing the distinctly human eyes, Ranma instantly put the dots together.

"Ryoga?"

Pig Ryoga's eyes took on a familiar glare and it started squealing at the top of its lungs. Before Ranma could do anything, Ryoga grabbed up all his stuff and took off, leaving Ranma laying soaked against the wall.

Ranma sighed and leaned back against the wall. "So, Ryoga has a Jusenkyo curse, one that turns him into a black piglet. That explains things, though he really shouldn't blame me for him being an idiot and falling into the springs. Guess I know why I've been so twitchy all day at least."

She then slowly began pushing herself up. "And now, thanks to our fight, I need to get some hot water and change before I head back to school."

As she said that, a ringing sounded, the distinct ringing of the school bell indicating the end of lunch, and Ranma just collapsed back onto the wall. "Great, now I'm going to be late for class, meaning I won't have time to get off after I change, meaning I'm going to have to spend the rest of the day twitchy for a completely different reason."

She then put her face into her hands and groaned. "And I'm going to have to deal with Miku when I get back, if she's not terrified from Ryoga's stupidity. Not to mention the fact that he could reappear any time. Today is just not my day."

Akane watched on sympathetically as Ranma struggled through the day, a very clear bulge in his pants. She did offer him a quicky during break, but he declined, apparently too worried about either Ryoga coming back, or falling into his lust and loosing track of time like what happened last Monday. Also, the teachers always tried to crack down on the sex stuff on Mondays so they could pretend not to be a hole of lust, just in case a surprise inspection happened. So, he powered through it, and his extreme lust did come with the benefit of keeping him awake so he could focus on the lessons for the whole day for once. Small victories.

Before long the bell for the end of the day rung and everyone began filing out. Ranma walked quite stiffly alongside Akane through the front door, only to see Nabiki standing beside Miku. When the two older girls saw them, Miku cheerfully ran up to Ranma.

"Ranma, glad to see your safe."

"H-hey Miku. I should be saying that to you. My old friend there has a bad habit of not paying attention to his surroundings when he fights, so I'm glad he didn't hurt you by accident."

Ranma said all this with an uncomfortable look on his face as Miku smiled brightly at him.

"Well, I was a little scared at first, but feeling your strong arms around me really helped me. I am disappointed we got interrupted though."

"Heh, yeah, about that."

Miku put her hand up to stop him. "I know what you're going to say, and while I would love to do what I offered you earlier, I need to go home and help my mom right away."

She then started blushing. "S-so, I thought that instead we c-could go on a date tomorrow after school?"

"I, well, I."

Miku reached up and kissed Ranma on the cheek. "Great, I'll see you then."

She then quickly skipped off, leaving before Ranma could say anything even as he reached out to her.

"That's not…" Ranma weakly called out to her as she disappeared from view, and Nabiki came in and playfully elbowed him in the ribs.

"Well, looks like we got quite the player here."

"Wha, but, I, that…"

Ranma stumbled over his words as he tried to find what he wanted to say. Seeing this, Akane to quickly jump into the conversation.

"Hey Ranma, mind going on ahead without us, me and big sis Nabi need to talk for a bit."

"I, sure. See you two at home I guess." Ranma said awkwardly, taking the out and heading home, jumping up onto the fence like usual.

Once he left, Akane shot Nabiki a look that portrayed a clear message, and Nabiki simply rolled her eyes and nodded. The two sisters left school ground and walked off towards the less populated area before ironically finding themselves at the construction site Ranma and Ryoga fought in.

Akane spun around and shot her sister a glare. "Ok Nabiki, what's going on? You know Ranma needs to help with ladies night tomorrow, but Miku didn't give him a chance to say no to the date. Plus, the love letter and the 'taste request', what's your little 'test' you've got planned?"

Nabiki sighed dramatically and put on her signature smirk. "The date IS the test Akane, the love letter was just the setup, and the blowjob was supposed to be some incentive for him. He needs to succeed in my little challenge for the date, without knowing there is a challenge of course, or he'll fail my test."

She then chuckled. "Plus, after what happened at the last ladies night, mom figured it would be best if he stayed out of it for a night, just so Kasumi can cool down."

Akane nodded in understanding, her glare now toned down to a more bemused curios look. "That makes sense I suppose. Sumi was a bit upset about how things turned out, so that's probably a good idea. So, how exactly does he pass your test on the date?"

Nabiki shrugged. "Well, he has to figure out the obvious, that the love letter was fake and that Miku doesn't actually love him."

Akane's face now morphed in disbelief as she looked at her sister. "Seriously? Ranma has to figure out the whole thing was a set up? They guy who believed your stupid lie about your leg hurting that even you didn't think he would believe? You honestly think he has a chance of figuring it out?!"

Nabiki shrugged once again, this time turning away from Akane nonchalantly. "Well, there is one other way for him to succeed."

Akane's voice lowered. "And how's that?"

"He simply has to make Miku fall in love with him for real."

Akane blinked… "WHAT!"

The glare from before came back full force as Akane angrily spat out her response. "You're telling me that Ranma has to make Miku fall in love with him. Miku, the girl that's been obsessed with you since kindergarten, and would have turned into your own Kuno were she not so shy? And he has to do it over the course of a single date?! Do you want him to fail?!"

Nabiki's fists clenched and her voice wavered, her back stubbornly turned to Akane. "No, but I made this test his second day here, and I'm not going to change it just because I've started to like him. Mom wanted us to make tests so he could really prove himself, and I'm not going to back off from doing that just because I want him to pass. He needs to earn our love, no matter how much we want to give it to him. I don't want him to fail, but I can't take it easy on him and just let him pass, so I won't change the test, no matter how much a part of me wants to."

Say what you want about Akane and her temper, when it comes to her family, she knows how to look past it. hearing the waver in her sister's voice, Akane realized this was one of those times, took a steadying breath, and walked up to hug her sister from behind.

"I guess that makes sense. Sorry for snapping at you like that."

Nabiki leaned back into her sister's hug and placed her hands over top of hers. "It's fine, we've both gotten attached to him, so the thought of losing him to something I planned is hard. Plus, I know you have a temper."

Akane responded to the verbal jab by squeezing Nabiki hard to make her wince for a moment before relaxing. After about a minute of enjoying the hug, Akane decided to continue her questioning in a lighter tone.

"So, is there a reason you chose Miku of all people for this test."

Nabiki shrugged. "I wanted to choose someone who Ranma would be interested in. I figured since he's traveled so much, he would probably have a taste for some foreign blood. Plus, seeing as he's a big, strong man, and proud of it, I figured he would be into having someone a bit more fragile. So, Miku was a perfect fit. Besides, it's not like she's completely gay, she enjoys the odd gangbang here and there."

Akane gave her a flat look. "She's a hardcore lesbian with a huge crush on you. She mostly only likes gangbangs because she also has a huge BL fetish and gets off on the idea that the guys using her are getting off on each other just as much as they are her."

Nabiki sweat dropped at this. "To be fair, when I made my plan, I was expecting the first pass criteria to be the easy one. Never though Ranma would be this dense."

Akane rolled her eyes and sighed, turning and walking towards the house, Nabiki quickly falling in step with her. "Whatever. Just so long as you have a way to give him another chance when he fails this impossible challenge of yours, its fine. Now, Ranma was pretty horny after lunch today. Apparently, he got soaked during his fight with his old friend so now he's pretty hungry for some, so I plan to help him out."

"Actually Akane." Nabiki started. "Mind if help him today? I want to see what he thinks about Miku."

"Fine." Akane sighed dramatically. "I guess I'll settle for that dildo you've been using today, I need to do my homework anyways."

Akane stuck out her hand, and Nabiki rolled her eyes at her slutty sister before reaching under her skirt to remove said dildo and hand it to her.

"Fuck fuck fuck, right there, don't stop sucking!"

Nabiki screamed as she bounced up and down on Ranma's dick, the man sucking hard on her tit. Her arms were wrapped tightly around his head as his hands gripped her hips and helped her bounce even faster. She moaned into his hair as she bounced, pushing herself to move even faster as she felt him begin to twitch against her G-spot inside her.

"Fuck, cum inside, don't hold back."

Ranma grunted into her tit before biting the nipple, causing Nabiki's pussy to tighten instinctively, and pushing Ranma over the edge. When he did this, Nabiki moaned, feeling Ranma's third load fill her stuffed pussy before pushing back over his dick and out her pussy, shivering as the cum flowed over her clit on its way out.

When Ranma finished cumming, he fell back onto the chair panting and releasing Nabiki's tit from his mouth. Nabiki quickly followed suit, flopping forwards onto his chest and resting against him, enjoying the feeling of his STILL mostly hard dick in her pussy as she panted along with him.

"So, that enough for you to change for class, or do we still need to go a few rounds?"

"I'm good." Ranma said distractedly.

Nabiki turned her head to face him with an inquisitive look. "Something on your mind Ranma?"

Ranma seemed to think about it for a moment, but upon looking at Nabiki's gaze he began talking. "I'm just trying to figure out what to do about Miku, that's all."

"Ohh?" Nabiki said with a scheming smirk. "Planning what you're going to do to knock her socks off during your date tomorrow?"

Ranma blinked at that before giving Nabiki a confused look. "What? No, I'm trying to figure out how to turn her down without hurting her."

Nabiki froze. 'What?' "What? Why?"

Ranma shrugged. "Isn't it obvious, I'm engaged. Sure, we haven't decided which one of you I'm engaged to, but the oath is still there. If I went on a date with this girl, I would be dishonoring the engagement. I can't do that to you girls."

Nabiki kept her face very carefully sassy as she began panicking internally. 'Shit shit shit, this was not in the plan. Guys like you are supposed to jump at the chance to have a date with a cute girl unless they have a clear and publicly known girlfriend. Why couldn't you just be a selfish ass for once and just go on the date. Hell, me and Akane watched her ask you out and were fine with it! You shouldn't be worried about that dumb honor stuff. I need to salvage this quickly.'

"She's going to be really disappointed if you do that you know." Nabiki said, looking Ranma directly in the eyes, only for him to turn away. 'Step 1, open a dialog.'

"Yeah but, what choice do I have?"

"You could just take her on the date she wanted."

"I already told you I couldn't betray you girls like that, it would be dishonorable."

Nabiki rolled her eyes exaggeratedly before sitting up on Ranma's lap, slowly moving her hips so his hard dick stirred up the cum inside her pussy as she tightened herself as much as she could. 'Step 2, distract with body. Thank you magic powered arousal.'

"Oh come on Ranma, get off your high horse. She asked you out right in front of me and Akane, if we had an issue with it, we would have stepped in back then."

Nabiki then let out a small moan as her movements caused his dick to rub up against her G-spot.

'Shit, step 2 is working on me too.' She though as she brought a hand up to her breast.

"S-so drop this honor stuff and go out with her tomorrow."

Nabiki was pleased by the relaxed look on Ranma's face, and even more pleased by the fact that he began slowly thrusting into her in time with her movements. She was less pleased by his response though.

"I don't know, I still don't think it would be right. Besides, I doubt your mom would like it, and Kasumi definitely wouldn't like me being dishonorable like that."

Nabiki let out a noise that was half a groan of frustration, half a moan of pleasure as her second hand made its way to her backdoor. 'Ok, step 2 is backfiring, step 3, reduce obstacles starts now!'

"Oh come on, we're highschoolers, we're supposed to make mistakes and mess around. Don't think of this date like betraying us, think of it like getting some more dating experience in for later. Plus, how can you be sure the engagement will work out? Maybe something will happen and the whole thing is dropped. Like you said, we still haven't decided who you're engaged to. If you go out with Miku and have a good time with her, then maybe you can consider going out with her for real if things go south here."

When Ranma still looked doubtful, Nabiki sighed before stopping her hips and hugging him, resting her chin on his shoulder.

"Would it help if I said it's really important to me that you go out with her?"

'Step 4, appeal to good nature.'

"What?" Ranma asked confused.

"Miku is a really close friend of mine, and she's had some issues with guys before. When she told me she wanted to ask you out, I was really happy because that meant she was finally giving another guy a chance. I know you don't plan on making her your girlfriend or anything, but if you could even just show her a good time, it would do her a lot of good towards getting confident with guys again, so could you please take her out on the date?"

The best lies hold an element of truth to them, and it's much easier to lie when they can't see your face, so you only have to worry about your voice. Nabiki relied on both of these as she spun her story, scared Ranma would have one of his more perceptive moments. There was a very tense breath as Nabiki waited to see if her lie worked.

"Alright Nabiki, for you. If you really think going on a date with me will help your friend, then I'll make it the best date of her life. But if Kasumi or your mom get mad at me for it, you're in charge of dealing with them, got it."

Nabiki chose not to hide her sigh of relief as she replied. "Deal."

She then leaned back, going back to moving her hips a bit more aggressively, lavishing in the tingly feeling of Ranma's dick rubbing inside her.

"So, want some tips on how to go on the best date ever?"

Ranma put on a cocky smirk. "Thanks for the offer, but I think I know what I'm doing."

"Alright." Nabiki said with a shrug, before shooting him with a seductive look.

"Now, I'm not sure if you're wanting another round, but I know I sure am."

She then lifted herself up off his dick, clenching her pussy tight in an attempt to keep the cum inside. Then, she shifted her hips forwards just slightly and raised herself higher to where her pussy was eye level to Ranma, and using both hands to spread her ass cheeks.

"But this time, I want to change it up a bit."

She then brought her ass down as hard as she could.

*SPLASH*

Right onto Ranma's soaking pussy.

Both Nabiki and the now female Ranma turned to see a cheeky Akane standing beside them, holding a bucket while wearing her gi.

"Sorry Nabi, it's time for supper and then we've got class right away, so both of you better get changed quick."

Akane laughed at the pouty glare she got from her big sis in response. No one was more fun to mess with in the house than a focused Nabiki.

"And there, everything's ready to open tomorrow."

A figure looked around the shop they were in as they finished cleaning a window. The building they were in was large, if humble.

It appeared to be a traditional tea house that was blown up in size so there were around 7 tables, along with a set of booths on one wall, and a counter leading into the kitchen area on the other wall. Along most of the walls there were a lot of old-style open-air windows, but a keen eye would notice slots for glass to be put in during harsh weather. The whole building had a rustic, traditional Japanese feel with it mostly being simple wood and tami mats with some decoration, though there were some simple electric lights for when it gets dark. Lastly, the building was decorated with art of swords, gold dragons, and erotic art, as well as artificial flowers and various tools used in tea ceremonies being used as ornaments. Lastly on the counter stood a statue of a panda riding on the back of a well-hung horse.

Moving on, the figure themselves was quite interesting as well. The person had long and silky black hair that seemed to shine even in the dull light of the closed shop. Giving them a once over, something very easy due to them being naked, one could see they had an extremely slim and delicate looking build, appearing to have just enough fat and muscle to make them look healthy, but no more. Their face was extremely feminine, having delicate features and long eyelashes, all emphasized by expertly applied makeup. This was directly contrasted by the impressively large dick they had, indicating that despite their features implying otherwise, they were most certainly male. This, was Konatsu

Some would say walking around a place of business naked is a very bad idea, especially one with so many windows, but Konatsu couldn't care less, he owned the place after all. Besides, the only people that would be coming there at that time of night would be people he was perfectly willing to show off his naked body for, or people he wanted to kill anyways… or Genma.

That thought brought a very recent memory to Konatsu's mind as he walked back behind the counter to relax for a bit before heading up to his bed. About 3 days ago the old man had stopped by for the night. Of course, Konatsu welcomed his honorary father with open arms, but found his arrival and actions odd. The older man had been very quiet, something extremely strange for the proud and boisterous man. What was even more odd was the fact that he was alone, Ranma nowhere in sight, nor did Genma give any indication of where he was. Konatsu had done his best to be a good host, but Genma simply insisted on resting in his sleeping bag on the floor, and only asking if he could take some of the cheap sake with him when he left.

*Ring Ring Ring*

Konatsu was distracted out of his musings by the phone suddenly ringing. He quickly rushed over to it and, after clearing his throat a bit, answered the phone.

"Hello, you've reached the Summer Horse Tea House. I apologize but we are currently closed. Would you like to know our hours so you can reach us at a better time?"

"Hey Konatsu, sorry for calling so late." A familiar female voice replied, and Konatsu lit up in joy.

"Big bro Ranma! I was just thinking about you. How's it going? By the way, pop came by 3 days ago, do you know anything about that?"

Ranma let out a deep sigh from the other end of the line before responding. "I'm doing interestingly Konatsu, very interestingly, but I'll tell you about that later. As for pop, he recently got news his best friend from back before I was born died, so he's going on a trip by himself to grieve.""

Konatsu felt his heart clench in sympathy for his honorary father, instantly regretting not doing more for the man when he came by. "I see. I had no idea."

"It's fine Konatsu, pop's strong, he'll get through this and be back to training me half to death eventually. Anyways, that's not why I called you."

Konatsu blinked and quickly swallowed his pain for Genma, setting it aside for later so he could focus on the now. "Right, sorry. What do you need bro?"

Ranma let out smaller sigh this time before responding. "I need some dating advice."

Konatsu's eyes lit up once again, previous thoughts forgotten. "Well, sex master Ranma is finally taking a dive into the world of romance I see. Tell me everything. What's their name? Is it a guy or a girl?"

"Konatsu."

"Are they attracted to your guy form or girl form? Or is it both you beast?"

"Konatsu!"

"What do they look like? Are they Japanese? Is it a martial artist? What am I saying, of course it is, unless you're looking for someone a bit softer?"

"BRO!"

Konatsu instantly shut his mouth, internally doing a little happy dance at hearing Ranma call him bro.

With Konatsu now silent, Ranma spoke. "Look, it's a lot more complicated than you think. I'll give you the short version, but I really need this to go well, so grab a pen and make sure you write this down, ok?"

Hearing the seriousness in her voice, Konatsu made a quick noise of confirmation as he grabbed a pen and paper, prompting Ranma to go over everything. A few minutes later found Konatsu sitting somewhat off kilter as he processed everything.

"And that's the short version?"

"Yup, I'll tell you the rest later though. So, you think you can give me a good idea on how I should go about this?"

Konatsu pondered this as he responded. "Give me a few minutes to think about it, and get a pen and paper yourself."

Putting the phone on the counter, Konatsu spent a few minutes wandering around his shop brainstorming, determined to give Ranma the best advice he could, but thinking quickly as he could knowing how impatient she could be. After doing his best 5 minute brain storm, Konatsu went back and picked back up the phone only to hear a familiar moaning.

"Ranma?"

"Yeah Konatsu." Ranma replied breathily.

"Are you masturbating?"

"Yeah, sorry, just give me a sec." Ranma's voice took on a more strained tone this time.

"Are, are you masturbating to the thought of me?" Konatsu asked, his voice taking on a nervously hopeful tone.

"Konatsu." Ranma warned, her voice still strained.

"Be-because I occasionally masturbate to the memory of what we did, so if you wanted to do that together over the phone here I-"

"Konatsu!" Ranma snapped, cutting Konatsu off.

Konatsu's mouth snapped shut and Ranma let out another sigh. "I'd already grabbed some paper and a pen before I called you, and I didn't know how long you would take to think so I decided to kill time by masturbating. Yes, I did think about you, but that's not the point, so can we please get on topic?"

"R-right! Sorry bro. here, let me just go over what you should know."

From there, Konatsu went over his date guide, giving Ranma a list of do's and don'ts for how she should act, as well as multiple locations and paths they could take. By the end of it, Ranma had a headache, but was confident she could give Miku the date she needed.

"And there, you're all set."

"Sure am, thanks to you I'm definitely going to be able to blow this girl's socks off and get her over her distrust of men. Thanks Konatsu."

"You can thank me by telling me how things went later."

"Heh, will do. Next time we talk I'll tell you all about it, and all the rest of the stuff that's going on here in Nerima."

Ranma then went silent for a moment before talking in a far more apprehensive voice. "Actually Konatsu, there is one more favor I'd like to ask of you."

Konatsu's eyebrows rose in curiosity. "Of course bro, what do you need."

"Could you keep an ear out for how pop is doing? This is the first time he's done something like this without me, and I just want to make sure he's ok. So could you please do that for me?"

Konatsu smiled sympathetically as he responded. "Of course Ranma, I'll make sure pop is ok. I know a couple ladies around town that'll be eager to check on him and make sure he's doing well, so don't worry about a thing."

Konatsu could hear the relief in Ranma's voice as he spoke. "Thanks Konatsu, but you don't have to go that far, just keeping an ear out is enough."

"Nonsense bro, after what you and pop did when you first came to our village, making sure he isn't too depressed is the least we could do. Now, you go finish getting ready for your date, and I'll talk to you another day."

Ranma laughed over the line. "Alright Konatsu, I'll talk to you later. And thanks, for everything."

With that the call ended. Putting the phone down, Konatsu sorted through the information and emotion that came from the call. Sympathetic sadness from hearing what Genma was going through, frustration that he never realized back when he showed up earlier. Happiness from the fact that Ranma thought to call him for dating advice, curiosity as to just what was going on in Ranma's life. All these were things that he could do nothing about right now.

Though, looking down, Konatsu looked at the evidence of one more emotion that he was currently feeling, and one that he could deal with right now. Lust at the image of Ranma masturbating, fucking this Miku girl, and the memory of their own escapades.

So, deciding to do something productive with this, Konatsu walked over to one of the customer tables, took his dick (11 inches long, 7 inches circumference, something he recently became very proud of) in hand, and jerked off onto the table. Most would say that cumming on a table was very unsanitary, and they would be right, but Konatsu knew that many of his customers absolutely adored the smell of it, so he happily obliged them. And if someone saw him through the window while he did it at night, well that's just free advertising.

"Fuck, suck on it Ranma. Ranma! Ranma! FUCK!"

Back in the Tendo household, Ranma let out a sigh of relief as she put down the phone. Dealing with Konatsu was draining on her, what with his insisting on being an honorary Saotome, blatant crushing/idolizing of her/him, and his erratic 'liberated' personality. Don't get her wrong, Ranma was glad they did what they did in that town, no matter how unintended it technically was, and was glad to have Konatsu as a friend, but he was really draining to talk to sometimes.

An involuntary moan and twitch reminded Ranma of what was between her legs. Looking down, Ranma saw the unusual masturbation tool she'd borrowed from Maeame. It was an interesting little device that strapped around her waist, a clear tube going off it and vacuum sealing around her clit as a hard piece of plastic played with it. Ranma moaned, hand reaching up to pinch her nipples as she focused on the unique sensation, before letting out a sigh of frustration.

She wasn't lying when she told Konatsu she was masturbating to him. His dick really left an impression, especially after she taught him how to use it. Plus, his fuck session with Nabiki had barely taken the edge off before he was forced to change into a she, and then she's spent a few hours watching and touching a bunch of different good-looking women (and a few not so good-looking ones, ones that were apparently new), without any chance to calm down. Meaning, she was really fucking horny, and the idea of talking to Konatsu and his huge dick, even over the phone, was a bit much. She'd hoped to use pure clit masturbation to keep herself distracted, but no such luck. She needed a good fucking by a big dick.

Taking a moment to organize her completed homework back on her desk, Akane flopped into her bed with a groan. "Finally, that took forever."

Akane laid there for a moment, gradually shuffling under her covers and hugging one of her pillows.

'Danmit Nabi, why do you have to go through with this test? You know it's basically impossible for him to pass it, and we both know we want to go through with the whole harem thing so we can stay together, so why risk it like this? I can't even focus on my homework or enjoy masturbating when I'm so worried about it.'

She stayed there for a little bit, tiredness creeping into her and slowly pushing her into unconsciousness, when something hard hit her in the head.

"OW! Hey, what was that for!?"

Turning around to see who hit her, Akane was surprised by the sight of a naked female Ranma, bent over and presenting her ass while her hands spread her pussy wide open, a seductive smile on her face.

"Hey there sexy, why don't you take that big dick of yours and pound me till I can't walk anymore." Ranma said in a sultry voice.

Confused, Akane looked down at what was thrown at her to see it was a strapon belt with one of the biggest dildos they have attached to it. Quickly catching on, her tiredness made way for lust as she eagerly moved to put on the strapon, only for her eyes to drift to her finished homework.

"Ranma, have you done your homework yet?"

Akane couldn't help but chuckle at the slow look of realization that grew on Ranma's face before she face faulted, ass still sticking up in the air though.

"Crap, forgot about that."

Akane shrugged. "Oh well, too bad then. Looks like you'd better go get it done then. And here I was excited to give you just what you asked for."

Akane jumped as Ranma was suddenly right in front of her holding her hands.

"Please!" she begged. "I'm desperate here! I'm completely soaked and I need a good dicking to focus. Here, feel it."

Akane jolted as Ranma's hands moved faster than Akane could follow and pushed both Akane's hands into her pussy. Akane quickly found Ranma's claim at least partly true as her hands pressed against the dripping folds, skin flaming hot and the clit pulsing to her heartbeat. Akane once again felt her own lust rise at this feeling, but her eyes were again drawn to her finished homework and cooler heads reigned.

"Yeah, I feel it Ranma, but you still need to do your homework. Remember, you promised mom you would try to do well in school, and doing your homework is part of that. Besides, if you weren't doing your homework in your room this past hour, then you were probably masturbating right? Don't tell me it wasn't enough?"

Ranma scratched the back of her head awkwardly, humping at Akane's hand. "Actually, I was preparing for my date with Miku tomorrow. Nabiki really wants me to give her friend a good time, so I was trying to figure out what to do, and I kinda made myself even hornier in the process. I'm not kidding when I say I need a good dick."

Ranma's hand then drifted over to Akane's pussy and began playing with her folds and began speaking in a tone that was equal parts sultry and desperate. "Please Akane, just a couple rounds and I'll be good to go. I'll do my homework right after, promise."

Akane groaned at the ministrations, her mind slowing to a lusty crawl when she suddenly came up with an idea and pushed Ranma back. "Tell you what, you bring your homework here, and I'll help you figure it out while I help you with your pussy, ok?"

"Deal." Ranma said excitedly and quickly rushed off to grab her homework. When she came back, Akane had put on the strapon and cleared off her desk. Akane gestured to the desk prompting Ranma to set her homework on it. The two spent a few minutes organizing it and when they were done Akane sat down in the desk chair and gestured to the strapon.

"Take a seat."

Ranma smiled and eagerly straddled Akane, only for Akane to turn Ranma around so her back was facing her before letting her lower herself. Ranma moaned as she felt her pussy stretch around the hard plastic, savoring each inch until she was all the way. Once she finished, her hands began drifting towards her breasts, only for Akane to grab her hands and put them on the desk, forcing a pencil into her right.

"Akane?" Ranma asked with a tinge of need in her voice.

"I told you Ranma, I would help you with your homework and pussy at the same time, and that's what we're doing."

Akane then grabbed the first work sheet and put it in front of her before moving her hands to grab Ranma's hips. "So, here's what we're going to do. You're going to work on your homework one sheet at a time while I fuck you." She punctuated this by using her hands to bounce Ranma on the dildo, causing the red head to moan.

"Right now you're being given some easy stuff so you can catch up, meaning I know how to answer everything. So, each time you finish a sheet and I see you got all the answers right, I'll let you cum." She punctuated this by lifting Ranma all the way off the dildo and dropping her back onto it, Ranma squeaking in pleasure.

Akane now began softly bouncing Ranma on the dildo, enjoying the cute sounds she made. "If you use your hands to touch yourself, we end this, and for every mistake…"

Akane reached over to a digital stopwatch she had and hit a button on it before freezing Ranma in place, the horny girl letting out a pleading whine. "I stop you in place for 30 seconds while you figure out where you went wrong, understand?"

Ranma nodded and got to work, with Akane beginning to bounce her up and down on the dildo, enjoying the feeling of Ranma's juices trickling down the shaft to tickle her pussy. It didn't take long for Ranma to struggle to do the work, moaning as her pussy got stretched out, before giving up entirely and simply leaning on the desk as she enjoyed getting fucked.

Akane smirked at this, fully expecting it, and began fucking her harder, bouncing her up and down on the dildo as fast as she could and moving her up and down the full length. Ranma screamed in pleasure, pussy clenching tightly around the dildo as it dug into her. Her toes curled and her body trembled as her orgasm approached, and just when she was on the edge Akane lifted her all the way off the dildo, and stopped.

It took a few seconds for Ranma to process this development, but when she did she let out a desperate whine that made Akane chuckle.

"I told you Ranma, you get to cum every time you finish a sheet. You're not even half way done with your first sheet, so you don't get to cum yet."

Ranma whined a bit and weakly struggled in Akane's hands, but eventually relented and got back to work. From there Akane held Ranma up in the air for a little longer as Ranma worked until she was confident Ranma wasn't close to cumming, at which point she lowered her back down and began fucking her at a much more sedated pace.

As they went, Akane couldn't help but play with Ranma a bit. Sometimes she would suddenly go faster making the girl moan and loose grip on her pencil, sometimes she would slow down to a torturous crawl causing Ranma to whine and ask her to go faster, and sometimes she would change things up by rubbing her clit instead. It didn't take long for Akane to find a perfect speed though, where Ranma's moans produced a beautifully arousing melody but didn't distract her from her work. Akane did have to lift Ranma off the dildo twice more to prevent her from cumming too early, and Akane's juices began mixing with Ranma's puddle on the floor, Akane somewhat regretting not setting herself up with a dildo of some kind.

After about 20 minutes of this, Ranma leaned back and stretched out her arms. "Done! Now can I cum?"

Akane rolled her eyes and grabbed the paper. "Not yet, I have to check it first. You're not allowed to cum until you get all of them right remember?"

Ranma let out a huff of annoyance, followed closely by a moan of pleasure as Akane sped up her pumping while she checked.

"Lets see here. 1A good, 1B good, daa daa daa daa, Ah!"

Akane froze Ranma in place, putting the sheet back on the table and jotting down some notes before hitting the timer. "Here, 3B is wrong, take a look at it."

Ranma whined again, but quickly looked at the question, reading Akane's notes to see where she went wrong. Once the 30 seconds were done, Akane began pumping again at a sedated pace, and moments later Ranma made her correction.

"There, now I'm done."

Akane grabbed the paper and was pleased to see that Ranma had gotten the right answer. "Well done Ranma, but I still have to look over the rest of the sheet."

As it turned out, Ranma had 5 more wrong answers, meaning Akane stopped her 5 more times to take a look, and she had to redo one twice. All told, it took about another 10 minutes to do the corrections.

Putting down the paper, Akane cheerfully hugged Ranma "Congrats Ranma, that's one down."

"Finally, now can I cum?"

"Of course."

Akane reached over and grabbed the second sheet of homework and put it in front of her. Seeing this, Ranma let out another whine. "Akane!"

The other girl chuckled. "You can cum once, but I expect you to work on your next sheet while you do, so get to it."

Ranma grumbled a bit as she got to work, but those grumbles naturally transitioned into moans as Akane began fucking her again. Akane slowly built-up speed, reaching the 'optimum' speed before going right past it. It wasn't long until Ranma's moans turned to screams, breasts bouncing as Akane fucked her at full speed, slamming the dildo into her womb. Tears built up in Ranma's eyes as she kept working even as her peak neared, scared Akane might stop if she did. Her toes curled and Akane once again felt her body trembling, but this time she didn't stop, keeping the speed and power on max even as Ranma came.

"AKANEEEEEE!"

Ranma screamed as she came, spraying her juices onto Akane's crotch as Akane pumped as hard as she could, before the red-haired girl flopped back against her. Akane mercifully stopped when she did that, giving the girl a moment to catch her breath.

"Good job Ranma, you earned that reward."

She then looked at the second sheet Ranma began working on, impressed to see it a third of the way done, and with only one mistake. Seeing this, she got another idea and a scheming smirk grew on her face.

"You know, you got a lot done on this sheet while you came. If you want, I could add an extra challenge to this, just for a bigger reward."

Ranma panted but smirked, a bit of her usual fire burning now that her lust had been cooled slightly. "Give me your worst."

Akane chuckled. "Alright. I'm thinking, for the next ones after this, if you're able to finish them without more than 2 mistakes before I make you cum from finishing the one before, I will give you an extra orgasm."

Ranma shivered in pleasure at the idea and replied with zero hesitation. "Sounds interesting, I'm in."

Akane smirked and began pumping into her again causing her to moan. "You'd better be, because we still have 17 more sheets to get through with how much you let it pile up."

Ranma shivered as her pussy clenched with anticipation. Tonight was going to be a good night.

Ranma awoke to pleasure coursing through her crotch as she felt herself getting stretched out. Moaning as her brain slowly turned back on, Ranma quickly figured out the pleasure was a large dildo being pumped into her. She also felt her tits being squashed against someone else's tits, and she heard mumbling beside her ear.

Opening her eyes and pushing herself up, she was greeted to the sight of a sleeping Akane, cheeks flushed as she mumbled half spoken pleas for more. Akane's pumping sped up as Ranma slowly remembered what happened last night.

Ranma had managed to get through about 6 sheets before her brain gave up, and she ended up getting about half the questions wrong on the 7th sheet 3 times, even with help, before she and Akane realized there was no point in continuing. From there Akane took them over to the bed where they took turns fucking each other with the strapon, and it seemed they both fell asleep in the middle of it.

Ranma had to stifle a cry of pleasure as Akane suddenly started thrusting even harder in her sleep, and her mumbles became more urgent. She quickly realized Akane was probably having a sex dream, but the lack of real stimulation was ruining it. Ranma decided to remedy this, and somewhat reluctantly got off Akane's bucking hips and went down to take off the strapon. It was a bit difficult, what with Akane's humping getting even more erratic with her no longer being there to hold the girl down, but she managed.

Then, with surprisingly necessary precision, Ranma gave Akane's pussy a meaty lick. Akane instantly froze at the top of a thrust, giving Ranma the opportunity to get to eating. Ranma put her lips over the whole pussy, sticking her tongue in deep as it could go as she sucked on Akane's lower lips. Her tongue stirred around freely, tasting every inch of Akane's insides as Akane's hips slowly lowered. Once Akane was fully down on the bed, Ranma put her hands to work. One went up to her clit, rubbing it in circles and pinching it gently, while the other hand took a quick detour inside Ranma's own pussy before going down to Akane's ass, easily sticking two lubed up fingers up the puckered hole.

From there Ranma got into a rhythm, taking care to not go too rough and accidentally wake Akane, but she knew Akane liked it rough so she went far harder than she would for most. It was clearly working as Akane's desperate mumbles quieted down to relaxed moans, her lower holes tightening in encouragement. A few minutes more and she began twitching before filling Ranma's mouth with her sweet nectar before she went completely silent.

Carefully removing her hands and mouth from Akane's lower holes, Ranma looked at the clock to see it was 3 am. Sighing, Ranma moved back up and snuggled with Akane in an attempt to fall back asleep, but not before slipping the strapon back on Akane, inside out.

Ranma shuffled in place nervously as he mentally reviewed his plan for the evening. He was currently dressed in his red silk shirt and black pants, hood reluctantly removed, while he waited by the front gate where Nabiki told him Miku would meet him.

Still, he couldn't help but be a bit worried for Akane as well. Throughout the whole day the girl had avoided him while sending worried looks his way, and seemed upset with Nabiki that morning for some reason. She'd also spent each period break getting fucked some of the guys in the class, and had spent period break in the girl's locker room with the rest of the girls from class, so he could tell something was seriously bothering her that she didn't want to tell him. This also came with the unfortunate side effect of leaving him alone with Hiroshi and Daisuke during lunch, giving them free reign to needle him about his date after school, their words making him even more stressed.

"Ranma, you're here, and you're already dressed for our date."

Ranma was shaken out of his thoughts by the happy and familiar voice of Miku as she walked up to him.

"Yeah, class ended a bit early for me so I got here pretty quick. Plus, I've never cared for the uniform so I just wore this the whole day."

Miku nodded. "Cool, looks good on you. I left my clothes back at home though, so I still need to go back and change. Where do you want to meet up after?"

"Actually, I wanted to take you somewhere quick before that if you don't mind?"

Miku looked at him curiously. "Really? You sure you don't want me to get changed first?"

"Positive." Ranma nodded. "It would be a bit more of a hassle if we went there after you got changed, so what do you say?"

Miku looked at him intrigued before grabbing onto his hand with a smile. "Lead the way."

With a nod, Ranma surprised her by scooping her up bridal style, Miku becoming visibly nervous. "U-uh, I c-can walk you know."

With a shrug, Ranma responded. "I know, but the place we're going is a bit far, so I figured we would take the express route."

As he said that, Ranma began roof hopping away, Miku instinctively clinging onto him for safety in fear as they went.

'Konatsu said that giving a girl a gift is important at the start of the date, but because I don't know her, I probably wouldn't be able to get her something she'd really like. The way around this is have her help you choose a date gift and make it into a part of the date. It's also good to use this as a way to impress her. Looks like I'm going to finally be able to make use of that bit of curiosity I had.'

It didn't take long for the pair to arrive at their destination, and when Ranma put her down Miku resisted the urge to yell at him, and instead looked up to read the sign of the place Ranma brought them.

"Flying Petals Flower Shop?"

Ranma nodded. "I didn't know what kind of flowers you liked, so I figured we could come get you some together."

Miku looked at him surprised before smiling at him. "Sounds fun. Smart of you to let the lady figure out the flowers herself."

Ranma gave her a proud smirk and grabbed her hand. "Oh, I think you'll find I'm a lot better with flowers than you think."

Miku rolled her eyes, clearly not believing him, but smiling at him regardless as they entered the store. Inside the shop was a jungle, almost literally. As the couple walked through, observing the different flower sections separated by trees and bushes, Miku looked around in wonder at it before looking at Ranma, who quickly answered the unasked question.

"This place is apparently some rich lady's hobby. She wanted to make a flower shop that felt like you were hunting through the wild for the perfect plants, and ended up with this."

"It's beautiful." Miku said in wonder, and Ranma mentally thanked Konatsu for telling him about the place.

From there, the couple spent a few minutes exploring the forest/shop, seeing everything there, before going around picking the bouquet.

After a bit, Miku had chosen her handful of flowers. She had 4 veronicas, 3 white lilies, and 3 Red chrysanthemums.

Ranma peered over her shoulder appraisingly at the handful of flowers Miku picked. "Nice, are those your favorites?"

Miku made a noncommittal noise as she gently tried to organize the flowers. "The lilies are, but the other two are really important to me."

Ranma hummed as he reached his hands around her, putting her hands in his and toying with the flowers himself, ignoring Miku's reflexive and defensive twitch as he did so. "I don't know what they mean to you, but I do know what they typically mean."

He first singled out one of the veronicas, holding it by the stem just below the bud. "The veronica represents the loyalty of a woman, typically a girlfriend or wife, but it can also refer to a mother or daughter."

Miku blinked in surprise. She'd expected his boast outside to be mere hollow words, or something in regards to how flowers could be used for food. Instead, he's showing knowledge that even most of her friends don't care for flowers enough to know. Her focus was then pulled back to the flowers in her hand as Ranma shuffled the veronica back into the handful before singling out a Chrysanthemum, thumb gently petting over the top of the petals. "Red Chrysanthemums represent love, the same as roses, though they are tamer and a bit more creative, and indicate a bit more thought to them in comparison to the over abundant rose."

Getting over her surprise, Miku found herself struck by how rough and callus Ranma's hands were, yet how delicate his movements were as he stroked her hands. He moved with a delicate care unlike what she expected out of him, a care she never associated with guys. Moving on, he slowly grabbed one of the lilies, carefully holding it by the stem like he did with the veronica. "White lilies represent purity, a sense of innocence, and in Japan in particular it is often associated with yuri."

For a moment Miku wondered if Ranma had figured her out as he said this, but his kind and caring tone made her dismiss that theory. He wouldn't be so calm if he knew the truth. She was then distracted from her thoughts as Ranma continued, surprising her by pulling a single new flower seemingly from his sleeve. "And this, is a spring crocus, representing childlike cheer, and in this bouquet, I feel it represents you."

Ranma placed the crocus into the bouquet, and Miku suddenly realized he'd organized the flowers so the crocus was in the center, the lilies and chrysanthemums alternating in a circle around them, with the veronicas on the outside. Miku turned her head so she could see Ranma's face. He had a calm smile, one very unlike the proud man she thought he was, and couldn't help but look at him surprised. "You picked it to represent me?"

Ranma nodded. "Yup. I thought about choosing a hibiscus, but then I thought that might be a bit insulting considering it means-"

"Delicate beauty, meaning you'd be calling me fragile; I know." Miku quickly interjected. "But how do you know?"

Ranma gave her a quiet chuckle as he reached down beside them, grabbing 4 flowers Miku recognized as red orchids. "A while ago someone I respected told me my name could be written with the Kanji for orchid, and said that red orchids represented me quite well."

Ranma brought the flowers up to the bouquet in their hands and began putting them between the veronicas. "I'm not sure I would agree with them, but it got me curios what they meant by that, and in turn got me curious about the meanings of flowers. Learning about them became a bit of a hobby for me when I needed to rest from training, and before long I knew a lot about them."

Ranma then put a hand on her stomach, and Miku suddenly became very aware that her back had been pressed up against his chest for the past few minutes. His strong, hard chest that she had been holding onto for dear life just a little while ago as carried her to the store. "Well, I think that looks good, don't you? Why don't we head over to the cashier and buy these."

Miku nodded absentmindedly, more focused on his body than his words as they stood up and walking to the cashier. The pair walked seamlessly, Ranma easily falling in step with Miku, never letting his chest leave her back.

"Dammit, no game anywhere, not even some bugs, and without a stream to refill my water I won't be able to make a good meal out of these flowers."

Right as the pair were about to reach the cashier, they were distracted by a familiar voice. Turning their heads, they were greeted by the sight of Ryoga Hibiki looking around as if he were hunting.

"Ryoga? What are you doing here?"

Ryoga jumped in surprise and turned to the couple before shooting a glare at Ranma. "Ranma! What, were you so determined to humiliate me even more after our last fight that you chased me all the way here to Taiheiyo? You even brought your girlfriend to mock me as well!"

Miku was utterly confused as Ranma looked at Ryoga in shock. "What? This isn't Taiheiyo, this is a flower shop, in Nerima. Did your sense of direction somehow manage to get worse since junior high?"

"Don't try to fool me Ranma!" Ryoga shouted. "There's no such thing as a flower shop like this! You came here to mock me, rubbing salt into the wound by showing off something I can never have thanks to you! Now man up and face me you- what? Hey, stop, let go of my hand you bastard!"

Miku watched on as Ranma walked up to Ryoga and grabbed his hand to drag him out of the store.

"Sorry Miku, I've got to take care of this quick. I'll be back in in a moment to pay for the flowers."

And with that, he and Ryoga were out the door.

Miku stared at the spot they once were, the image of Ranma holding Ryoga's hand burned into her brain.

"BL." She whispered under her breath before quickly turning to the cashier.

"Hi, I'd like to pay for this please." Miku said quickly, pulling out her money.

The cashier nodded and quickly wrapped up the flowers. "Alright. Thank you for your patronage. Now go make sure your boyfriend stays safe. That weirdo's been breaking in here a lot lately and I don't know what he'll do."

Miku nodded, pointedly ignoring the boyfriend comment, and quickly ran outside to see Ranma and Ryoga staring each other down on the street.

"You see Ryoga, we're in Nerima. Now would you calm down and get going, I don't exactly have time for you right now."

Ryoga responded with a roar and charged him, forcing Ranma to block and they once again caught each other's fists. When that failed, Ryoga went in for a headbutt which Ranma was forced to respond to in kind. Seeing the two pressing their foreheads together, noses and lips almost touching, Miku couldn't help but blush and imagine the two kissing, deaf to their words.

The two separated, insults traded and Ryoga continued to charge head first like a bull towards Ranma, who treated him as such by dodging out of the way of his attacks while landing a few of his own. All the while, Miku's mind turned to one of the Naruto x Sasuke doujinshis she read, envisioning Ranma in Sasuke's place.

She was so caught up in her delusions that it came as a surprise when Ranma pulled her out of the way of a stray bandana that nearly hit her in the face. He then quickly picked her up again and ran, shouting one last time over his shoulder.

"Look Ryoga, we can finish this tomorrow or something, right now I've got more important things to worry about than you!"

"Get back here you coward!"

Ryoga naturally began chasing them, throwing a few of his bandanas at them as they ran.

Miku looked up to Ranma, somewhat scared now that she was aware of what was going on. "Ranma stop, you won't be able to out run him while carrying me. Don't worry about me, I can handle myself."

Ranma looked down at her with a smile. "Don't worry about it. I know Ryoga, and I know that with his sense of direction, running away is always easy, see?"

Ranma then lifted her up a bit so she could see over his shoulder, revealing to her that Ryoga had managed to get himself turned around and was running in a completely different direction.

Miku sighed in relief seeing this, relaxing against Ranma's hard chest, feeling her heart beating in her chest nearly in time to Ranma's own. She then blushed bright red, as it was in this moment that she remembered the doujinshi she was thinking about earlier just so happened to have a sequel where Sasuke saved Sakura from an out of control Naruto. She blushed even brighter and put her face in her hands when she realized she basically quoted it earlier, and Ranma had responded in kind.

Naturally misinterpreting her struggle, Ranma pulled Miku in closer and put his head against hers. "Hey hey, relax, we're safe. Besides, Ryoga may be an idiot, but he would never hurt someone like you on purpose, and I will make sure no one else can hurt you either."

Miku, really didn't know how to respond to this, and opted to simply let him do as he pleased as she responded. "Can, can you just take me to my house so I can get changed for the rest of our date."

"Of course, but are you sure you're up for continuing?"

This brought up some frustration as Miku rolled her eyes under her hands. She may not be on his level, but she's tough in her own right. "I'm fine, I just need to get changed."

"Ok, then can you tell me how to get to your place?"

Miku nodded, lifting her head and peering through her fingers. To her surprise, they were actually in her neighborhood, meaning it only took them a moment to reach her house. Ranma thankfully put her down before they went inside. Once there, Miku directed Ranma to the Livingroom as she grabbed a vase for the flowers.

"Make yourself at home. My parents are gone to visit my mom's family for a while so don't worry about them. I'll be back down in a quick minute."

With that, Miku bounded up the stairs to her room, leaving Ranma to relax on the couch and admire the modern western inspired home.

Seeing the TV, but thinking it would be impolite to use it right now, his attention was instead drawn to a family photo. In it, a younger Miku wearing a middle school uniform and a bright smile was standing between a beautiful blond American woman, smiling softly and wearing a green stained lab coat, and a clearly sick but very happy Japanese man in a suit, all standing in front of a sign that said 'Black Eyed Holly Law'.

'These must be her parents. Man, Miku really does look like a combination of them.'

Turning from the picture, Ranma leaned into the couch and took some time to mentally review the date.

'Let's see, Konatsu said another reason for the gift is to get an excuse to see their house before the date is over, that way they will be more comfortable with you being there and ending the date there as well. Outside of the Ryoga scare, things are going pretty well, and her parents aren't even home so we have the place all to ourselves. I hope the rest of it goes smoother though.'

Up in her room, Miku was dealing with her prior surprise emotional struggle. Setting the flowers onto her desk, she opened a cupboard to reveal a small shrine of flowers, gold vines, and some erotic lace designs. In the middle was two pictures, one of Nabiki, and one of her mother. Dotted throughout the shrine were pictures of both of them in various states of undress. Notably, the ones of Nabiki were mostly all her posing for the camera, whereas the ones of her mother were almost all candid.

Miku quickly grabbed the sexiest picture she had of each of them and stared at them, gripping at her chest as she tried to calm her beating heart, trying hard to think only of her two first loves. "Calm down Miku, you're doing this for Nabiki. She may not have told you why she wanted you to take him out on a date, but it was important to her, so it's important to you. This is all for Nabiki. And mom knows you, knows you don't like guys, so she will be worried if you spend time with a guy. You can't worry her any more, she worries about dad enough."

Taking a deep breath, Miku stepped away from her shrine and stripped off her clothes in preparation to change. "Besides, guys are always way too rough and hard, no concept of delicacy like we women have. Mom and Nabiki on the other hand are really gentle with me, way more appealing than any guy."

As she changed, her eyes found themselves looking at the bouquet of flowers on her desk, and she remembered just how gently he treated them, how his hands caressed hers tenderly as he organized them in into what they are now. Turning to the mirror in her room, she noticed the blush that was clear on her face as she picked out her clothes and sighed.

Picking through her clothes, she looked at two pairs of underwear, one red one that pushed up her ass and cute A cups, and one lacy black one that was mostly see through. "I wonder which is his favorite color."

She then froze as she realized what she was doing, feeling her heart still beating in her chest, and just flopped on the bed and took a deep breath. "What am I doing? Who cares what one I pick, it's not like he's going to see them anyways. Calm down, deep breaths. All this is just the adrenalin from the run and the fight, my heart still belongs to Nabiki and mom. Besides, so what if I've gotten a bit attached, that happens all the time in my line of work, it doesn't mean anything, so calm down."

For the next few minutes Miku laid there, the scent of fresh flowers slowly filling her room as she battled her suddenly conflicted heart.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting Ranma."

Ranma looked up from where he was sitting on the couch channel surfing to see what Miku changed into.

Miku had opted for a small bright blue and white skirt that went down to just before her knees, a loose yellow tanktop with a stitched flower pattern, her lack of bra very apparent, all topped with a white sun hat and a simple white purse hanging from her side.

"Well, what do you think?" she asked with a quick twirl.

Ranma gave her a low whistle. "Cute, it really suits you. Makes me feel a bit over dressed though."

Miku chuckled as she went over to grab his hand. "Well I think you look very charming. Now come on, lets continue our date."

The pair walked out of the house hand in hand and Miku turned to Ranma. "So, what's next on your plan for us."

"Well, I was thinking we could go watch a movie together."

Miku smiled and nodded, but was a bit disappointed by this. Sure, it was the typical date thing, but she wasn't a fan of spending hours sitting beside someone not interacting with them. She mentally reprimanded herself for her disappointment right after. "Sure, did you have a movie in mind?"

Ranma shrugged. "Not really, I figured we could decide when we got there."

"Alright, let's go."

Ranma smiled. "Great. It's kinda far so do you want me to carry you again?"

Miku let a fake (real) blush grow on her cheeks and nodded, and Ranma quickly scooped her up in his arms and began running. Now more comfortable with this mode of transportation, as they ran Miku decided she needed to go on the offensive a bit to make the date the best she could, for Nabiki's sake of course. Stretching out a bit in Ranma's arms, Miku made a point of letting the wind flow through her shirt, pulling it down a bit as a way to give Ranma a bit of a peep of her bare chest. When he didn't look down though, she wasn't sure to be insulted that he didn't seem interested in her chest, or happy he was being respectful and focusing on running.

After a few minutes of running the pair arrived at the theater where they quickly decided on an R rated action romance movie, grabbing an extra-large coke with two straws and an extra-large bag of popcorn to share. When the pair got into the theater, they saw it was mostly empty save for a handful of people near the front. Miku moved to go close to the front as well, but Ranma, recalling what Konatsu told him, grabbed her hand and pulled her to the very back instead, the movie starting a bit before they got into their seats.

About 5 minutes into the movie, Ranma leaned over to Miku and whispered. "Have you seen this movie before?"

Miku jumped in surprise before giving Ranma a pointed look and whispered back. "No, but don't you know it's rude to talk during a movie?"

Ranma shrugged. "Relax, we're all the way at the back while everyone is up by the front. As long as we're quiet nobody will care."

Miku looked around to see that Ranma was right, there was no one in the back half of the theater besides them, the rest of the patrons having instead gathered up towards the front. Miku quickly realized that this meant they could indeed talk to each other as much as they wanted, as well as do other things.

Despite herself, Miku couldn't help but look down at Ranma's crotch, curious and somewhat scared of what he may have in mind.

"Good point. Yeah, I haven't actually seen this one yet, but I heard some interesting things about it. Apparently the screenwriter and director came up with this film after a trip here to Nerima."

"Really, that's pretty cool."

From there the pair watched the movie and chatted casually, their snacks quickly disappearing. When the first erotic scene arrived, Miku was thankful Ranma didn't try to convince her to recreate it. Then, after a good 40 minutes, things suddenly went sideways.

"Where am I now? Don't tell me wandered into another military base." A loud and familiar voice declared.

Miku, Ranma, and many of the people in the front of the theater all turned to see Ryoga walking out of a staff door. Ryoga himself then looked around the theater until his eyes landed on Ranma and leapt towards him.

"Ranma! There you are! how dare you run away from our fight again! You won't escape this time!"

"Of course." Ranma mumbled, and Miku saw him grit his teeth in frustration before jumping himself, meeting Ryoga in midair. Ryoga attempted to grapple him, but Ranma was able to plant his foot on his forearm to stop him, before sending out a kick to his face. The force of the blow sent Ryoga crashing into some empty seats, while Ranma used it to fly to the front of the theater right in front of the screen.

"Alright fine, you want a fight, I'll give you a fight. Right here, right now, come at me!"

Ryoga growled at Ranma and marched up to the stage himself. The pair stared down one another, focused only on each other, the theater crowd watching with baited breath, the movie behind them all but completely forgotten.

Ryoga charged first, grabbing two of his bandanas and twirling them around like buzz saws as he came at Ranma. When he got close enough, he started to swing one at Ranma, only for Ranma to catch his forearm before the blade could get close. Ryoga then attempted to catch him off guard by swinging his other arm as a feint before committing to a knee strike, only for Ranma to catch that as well, followed by a surprise headbutt to the nose. Ryoga instinctively reeled back and Ranma attempted to follow this up with a kick to his side, but Ryoga surprised him by ducking down and shoulder checking the leg in the shin.

With Ranma off balance, Ryoga attempted to press the attack with an uppercut, only for Ranma to dodge just barely out of the way while also grabbing the arm. Ranma quickly transitioned this into a one-legged arm bar and began kicking Ryoga with his free leg. Ryoga attempted to catch the foot, but Ranma was too fast, and instead Ryoga jumped up into the air and attempted to slam Ranma into the ground, adding a flip seemingly for added momentum.

Ranma was quick to flip away before he hit the floor, but Ryoga anticipated this. As he was flipping, Ryoga slipped out his umbrella and let it fly, so when his fist was planted in the ground and his legs were pointed upwards, his umbrella was in perfect position for him to kick it like a spear at Ranma. Ranma reacted quickly, but wasn't able to completely dodge it as it brushed hard against his side and bruising him. However, Ranma also wasn't about to let it fly past him as he grabbed the handle, the force of it dragging him a few feet. From there he quickly shifted his stance to hold it like a rapier and speared forwards, slamming into the shoulder of the still recovering Ryoga.

The hit was solid, sending Ryoga reeling and Ranma quickly followed it up with a punch to the face, which Ryoga rolled with expertly to try and gain some distance, transitioning into a roll on the ground and covering his rise to his feet by throwing another bandana. Unfortunately, Ranma still had his umbrella, which he opened and used as a shield while he charged. Unable to see his opponent through the umbrella, Ryoga stood his ground till Ranma reached him and threw a punch where he thought Ranma's head would be, only to miss completely as Ranma had dropped down for a leg sweep. The sweep hit cleanly, and it certainly hurt, but Ryoga one again used his modified 'Iron Cloth' to stick to the ground, and retaliated by pushing the umbrella down into Ranma's leg.

The hard fabric dug into his leg causing it to bleed, but Ranma was quick to hit the handle and force it up just enough for him to get free without any more damage and he quickly rolled away. Ryoga followed him, swinging at him with his umbrella like a sword, until Ranma suddenly disappeared. Unbeknownst to Ryoga, they had reached the edge of the stage and Ranma had rolled off it, with Ryoga nearly following as one foot stepped on air. Ranma followed this up by swinging back up onto the stage and sent a kick to the back of his head sending him flying out into the crowd, only to then use his feet to grab one of Ryoga's and slam him back first onto the stage.

Ranma opted not to press the attack this time, instead opting to get back into a proper stance as Ryoga opened his umbrella to use as a shield just in case as he got up. The two fighters glared at each other, fire in their eyes as they tried to anticipate each other's next move, only for a new voice to cut through the tension.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

Both boys turned to the main entrance to the room to see a pair of security guards standing there. The security guards marched up to the martial artists as one of the people in the crowd called out.

"That crazy guy dressed in yellow barged in through the staff door and attacked the red one while he was trying to watch the movie."

"Yeah." Another voice called. "The red guy was just defending himself."

"Stay away from my boyfriend you creep!" Miku called out from the back.

The two security guards looked at Ryoga. "Is this true?"

"This is a duel of honor that is long overdue, you have no right to interfere." Ryoga growled.

"Considering you're doing this in the middle of a theater during a movie, and we're the security here, we have every right to interfere."

Ryoga stared at him confused when he said that, before taking a look around. From the look on his face, it was clear he didn't realize where he was until that moment.

The boy adopted a look of shame before bowing to the security. "I apologize, I didn't realize where I was. I will leave without any more trouble."

With that, he started walking away from them, towards the seats on the opposite side of the room from the exit. One of the security guards quickly ran over and grabbed him and began dragging him away, Ryoga putting up no resistance as Ranma called out to them.

"Make sure you don't let go of him until he's out of the building, otherwise he'll get lost and end up in the janitor's closet."

Neither guard nor Ryoga responded to this as they left. The remaining guard then turned to Ranma himself. "As for you, I remember seeing you pay for your ticket, and the people in here are vouching for you, so I'm not going to make you leave. That said, if you cause any more trouble, intentionally or otherwise, I will be kicking you out personally and banning you from the theater, is that clear?"

"Crystal." Ranma said with a two-finger salute, and guard nodded back and left, prompting Ranma to head back to his seat to a starstruck Miku.

"That was so cool! I knew you were good when I heard the rumor that you beat Akane, but that was better than any of the fights in the movie."

Ranma beamed at the praise. "Heh, if you think that's impressive, you should see me when I'm fighting in a place like a forest. That's when I'm really in my element."

"Really?" Miku beamed. "Would you really show me how good you are?"

Ranma did lose a bit of his puff here, but still proudly responded. "Well, it's a lot easier to show off when I'm fighting someone strong that can fight in the air. Unfortunately, the only person nearby I know that might be able to push me for that is, well, Ryoga." He said gesturing to the stage, and the damage they caused to it. "And that has its own problems, but I might be able to give you a demonstration at some point."

"I'd like to see that too, but SHHHH!" A voice from upfront called, prompting the couple to blush as they realized they forgot to whisper.

From there the two settled down to watch the movie, the flick losing some of its luster after the fight. A few minutes back into it, Ranma not so subtly put his arm around Miku's shoulder, prompting the girl to roll her eyes.

'Of course. Well, whatever, he's earned it after that show. In fact...'

Miku just as subtly reached up to his hand and slipped it into her shirt, having it cup her breast as she put one of her hands over it from above her shirt. Ranma turned to her with an inquisitive look, which she replied with a nod. Ranma then smiled and began massaging her breast, lightly playing with the nipple causing it to harden, though Miku blamed it on the softcore lesbian sex scene playing on the screen.

"Well that was an interesting movie." Ranma said as he and Miku walked out of the theater hand in hand.

"Meh, it was alright. They clearly weren't used to filming anything but sex scenes naked, and the girls definitely weren't into each other. Not to mention the fighting really lost its charm after your impressive display."

Ranma ate up the casual praise, and Miku couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

"So, I was thinking that now would be a good time to get a bite to eat. Do you know a good place to go?" Ranma asked as he thought back to more of what he and Konatsu talked about.

'After the movie comes food because both of us are probably hungry, and it's harder to enjoy yourself when you are. Better to give the girl the choice, both to see what she likes, and because I have no idea what the good restaurants in town are.'

Miku smiled and gripped his hand tighter to pull him to her favorite restaurant, only to freeze in place.

'What, what am I doing? He's a guy for Pete's sake, what am I doing excitedly dragging him around like some love-struck straight girl?'

Miku adopted a thinking pose so Ranma wouldn't become suspicious of her lack of answer as she contemplated.

'Calm down, it's just the adrenalin of watching him fight, as well as the movie. It's not like him being a good martial artist makes him special anyways, Nabiki's really good too."

Getting mildly impatient, Ranma decided to wrap his arms around Miku and press her a bit.

"So, any ideas? I don't know about you but I'm getting kinda hungry, but I only just moved here so I don't know what restaurants are good around town, so I was sorta hoping you would have a place you like to go."

Miku looked up at Ranma and felt her cheeks burn as his strong muscles wrapped around her, her eyes watching as a bead of sweat dripped down from his ear and traced his jaw line.

'Shit, I need girl time, NOW. But I also can't get rid of him so I can go have it or Nabiki will be upset with me. I need to take him somewhere that we can continue our date and get girl time at the same time, but where?'

It was then that Miku remembered a certain something that Nabiki gave her to use with the date request, and with that came the image of a certain women only café that also had an area that allowed men.

Making her decision, Miku smiled at the clearly impatient Ranma and nodded.

"I think so. There's this one café that I go to whenever I can, it's not too far off and I think you might enjoy it."

Ranma nodded and pulled back so he was only holding her hand. "Alright, lead the way."

A few minutes later the couple found themselves in front of a seemingly random door in an alleyway. Ranma gave Miku a dubious look when they got there, but before he could say anything Miku smiled at him and let go of his hand.

"Stay here for a bit, I just need to go in and talk to someone quick."

Miku quickly pulled out a card out of her purse which she swiped across the handle, unlocking the door which she quickly entered and closed behind her. The room she entered was a small entryway made of plain concrete, a stairwell leading up a floor to another door on the opposite side. There was also some shoe cleaning stuff off to the side which Miku quickly used before entering the far door with another swipe of her card.

Through this door she was treated to an impressive sight. A glass window overlooking a very nice looking café/restaurant. The seats were all red stained wood with plush red cushions, the tables all had bright pink table clothes, and each one was decorated with a vase holding violets and white lilies, a white candle, and a pink stuffed rabbit. The floor was a dark red and black pattern rug, the walls having a similar design, and there were a handful of red curtains on the walls indicating private rooms. Lastly, the staff was all women dressed in lingerie, and the clientele were all women, with the occasional couple making out or more.

One of these aforementioned staff came up through a door leading into the main area, this being a girl the same height and chest size as Miku, but with a full ass, having long white hair in twin tails and wearing white lace lingerie. Turning to Miku, a happy smile grew on her face as she walked up to her.

"Well, if it isn't Miku. Decided to splurge a little and get the VIP treatment today?"

Miku drank in the sight of the server with a smile and a shuffling of her thighs before responding. "Yes and no. I kinda have to go VIP today considering I'm bringing a guy here."

The waitress halted in her step and her face warped in shock. "Really? You, are bringing a guy, and you're bringing him here?!"

A blush grew on Miku's face. "W-well, I really needed some girl time, but Miss Nabiki personally asked me to take him out on a date, so I couldn't just drop him no matter how much I needed girl time. So, I figured you guys are cool with hosting guys up here in the VIP area, so I would bring him here to do both."

The waitress leveled Miku with a stern look as she finished her explanation. "If he's that much of a jerk of a date that you think you need to come here, then there's no way we're letting him in here, you realize that right?"

"W-what? No! he hasn't been a jerk, he's been a perfect gentleman, never touching me somewhere I don't want him to. L-look, please don't ask why I want to bring him here, I promise he's going to be perfectly respectful to the other girls. Besides…"

Then, far more confidently, Miku pulled out a second card from her wallet. "This is the main reason I chose to come here. Because this is a job Miss Nabiki requested me to do herself, I get to use the unlimited card for it, meaning I neither of us have to worry about the cost of this place tonight."

The server looked somewhat dubiously at both Miku and the card as she walked over to the greeter's desk. "I see. You do realize I'm going to have to check with Nabiki herself for this right? We normally plan ahead for all dates with men that come here."

Miku nodded. "No problem. But, can you do it quickly? I left him outside and I don't want him to think I forgot about him."

The girl nodded and grabbed the phone on the table beside her. It rung a couple times before they heard Akane's voice. "Evening, Tendo residence."

"Evening Akane, this is Shiroko from the back of 'Lilly Fashion', can I talk to Miss Nabiki?"

"Sure, she's just finishing a game of ping pong right now so give me a sec."

There was a clack sound at the pair waited a moment. During it Miku quickly ran out the door to let Ranma know she's just waiting on something, and when she got back Nabiki had just gotten to the phone. "Evening Shiroko, is something wrong?"

"Not sure yet. Miku just arrived in our VIP section claiming to be taking a man out on a date on your request, and is intending to use an unlimited card. I just need to confirm this with you."

"So, Miku decided to bring him there huh." Nabiki said quietly before responding in an authoritative voice. "What she says is true, I asked her to take a guy out, and gave her permission to use the card for it if she wanted to. Also, the guy she's bringing is actually a candidate for the 'Masters' list, so keep that in mind will you?"

Shiroko looked genuinely shocked at this, but quickly schooled her features into a welcoming smile. "Very well Miss Nabiki, we will welcome him with open arms. Have a good rest of your evening Miss Nabiki."

With that Shiroko hung up the phone and turned to Miku. "Well then, let's see what this man Miss Nabiki is so interested in looks like shall we. Bring him in."

Miku nodded and quickly ran out to grab Ranma. Moments later Ranma stepped into the room and went wide eyed in shock at the sight of everything, particularly Shiroko, who smiled cheerfully at him. "Hello there sir, welcome to the secret café of Lilly Fashion. You and your sexy girlfriend can follow me to your seat."

At Ranma's awkward ok, she led the pair in the opposite direction of the stairs, sensually swaying her hips side to side as she walked, to an elegant dining area.

This area had far less tables than down in the main area, having three booths by the window looking into the main café, another two on the opposite wall, two more tables near the entry way, and a bar on the opposite side to the entrance. The tables and chairs were basically a fancier version of the chairs in the main area, with the tables clearly being much sturdier as well. The whole room was bathed in an ocean blue light, with the walls a simple blue as not to distract from the main decoration, a large fountain in the middle of everything where 3 naked women danced slowly and sensually. As Ranma looked to the tables that other customers were seated at, the reason the tables in this area were extra sturdy instantly became very apparent. On each of the tables in front of the customers lay a naked woman covered in food, the customers all eating off the naked women, with one person even 'eating out' the woman on the table.

Ranma took everything in as he and Miku were placed at the booth in the middle of the ones overlooking the main area, with Ranma and Miku sitting on opposite benches. Shiroko then stood right next to Miku and faced Ranma.

"So, seeing as it's your first time here sir, allow me to explain to you what goes on in our VIP area. As you can clearly see, here in the VIP area we are a Nyotaimori restaurant. Unlike other Nyotaimori restaurants however, we offer far more than just sushi. Additionally, you are allowed to do whatever you want to your model, with the exception of interacting with their anus, or anything that would cause injury. This means you can suck on their pussy and tits, kiss them, or whatever. However, they won't do anything to you."

She then shamelessly grabbed Miku's hand and shoved it into her panties, moaning as Miku began fingering her with a smile and a lick of her lips. "The same goes for the waitresses. So long as you don't disrupt our work, you are free to touch us as you please. The same cannot be said about the dancers in the middle though. They are off limits."

She then handed the pair menus. "With that out of the way, I'll give you two a moment to decide."

Shiroko walked away, Miku's hand smoothly exiting her panties as she did, and Ranma nervously leaned over the table to whisper at Miku. "Miku, do you know?"

Miku looked confused. "Know what?"

"Well, I mean… Is it alright for me to be here like this, considering it's clearly a lesbian café and all?"

Miku's eyes lit up in understanding as she realized what Ranma was implying (she didn't), and gave a nervous chuckle. "Kinda? I know the owner of the place so I asked her for a favor to let you in. You're obviously not allowed to leave this area, but they do serve men up here once in a while, so you aren't a complete oddity. Also, don't worry about paying, I've got it covered."

"Alright." Ranma replied clearly still uncertain as he looked at the menu.

"Uh, anything you'd recommend?"

A few minutes later, Shiroko came back to get their order. "So, have you both decided on what you're getting?"

Miku nodded. "I'll go with the deluxe Caesar salad, light on the dressing."

Shiroko nodded and turned to Ranma, who blushed awkwardly. "I think I'll go with the queen's cut special."

Shrioko nodded once more as Miku chimed up again. "We'll also do a sushi filler with it."

"Alright, and would you like your model stuffed?"

Miku blushed and eagerly nodded. "Yes please, with queen's cut filling."

"Excellent choice, and would you like your platter to wear earplugs or a blindfold, and would you like them face up or face down?"

Ranma was confused by this, and Miku was quick to explain. "For privacy. The platters here are people, so the blindfold and earplugs are for if we don't want them to see us or hear us talking." She then turned to Shiroko. "Yes to the earplugs, no to the blindfold, face up."

"Alrighty then." Shiroko then gave them an embarrassed look. "Also, I just realized I was so distracted by the unexpected situation I forgot to ask you what you wanted to drink. May I remedy that now?"

Both Miku and Ranma blinked at her, neither having realized that either, before Miku cleared her throat. "Right, I think I'll have an ice-cold sprite."

The moment Miku said that, Ranma's eyes widened in horror as he had a sudden realization.

'The curse, it hasn't activated!'

"Ranma?"

'Lately it hasn't been an issue lately because I've been making a lot of use of it, but I haven't changed once since the swap this morning for sparring.'

"Ranma, are you ok?"

'What would happen if I suddenly changed in the middle of the café? The main point of this is to help Miku be willing to open up to men, so how would she react if I suddenly turned into a girl in the middle of it? Hell, how would the other people in the café react?!'

"Ranma!" Miku said as she pressed her forehead against his, having crawled over the table to reach him.

"Ahh!" Ranma jumped in surprise, hands flailing, with one of them landing on something soft. His jump also caused him to push into Miku, accidentally pressing their lips together.

Miku's eyes widened in shock, Ranma's already wide open from his earlier surprise, as they kissed. It lasted only a moment before Miku pulled back blushing.

"S-sorry for scaring you Ranma. A-are you ok?"

Ranma blushed as well, nervously scratching the back of his head. "Y-yeah, I'm fine, just zoned out a bit there is all."

Still on the table Miku took a breath before looking at him concerned. "Are you sure? You looked pretty scared just now. Is something wrong?"

Ranma gulped as he struggled to find an explanation from his sudden apparent panic attack. "I-I'm fine, j-just remembering something. P-pop and I, we uh, took a tour of a sprite factory once, and it ended up going really badly, to say the least."

Miku looked at him in shock before climbing the rest of the way over the table and sitting beside him, snuggling up to him while looking at him apologetically. "Oh my! I'm so sorry! If you want, I can order something else to drink."

Ranma shook his head, taking deep even breaths to calm down. "No, don't worry, its fine. It's the factory that's the problem, the drink itself is just lemon lime soda, nothing to worry about there."

Miku looked a bit unsure at that, but nodded. "Alright, if you're sure."

Ranma shot her a smile, and from his opposite side, Shiroko made her presence once again known. "Well then sir, would you like something to drink?"

Ranma turned his head to her, only to once again jump in surprise. As it so happens, the soft thing his hand found when he jumped earlier, turned out to be Shiroko's butt, which he had been gripping onto tightly this whole time.

"Crap, sorry, I didn't realize!" He said while quickly removing his hand, only for Shiroko to give him an exasperated smile.

"I'm sure you didn't, but as I said earlier, so long as it doesn't disrupt our work, you are free to touch as you please. Now, your drink?"

"Ah, uh, could I get a pot of green tea please? Extra hot?" Ranma requested nervously.

Shiroko gave him a suspicious look, understandably in Ranma's opinion, but didn't comment and instead just nodded. "Very well, I'll be back with your drinks shortly, and your food will only be a couple minutes later."

With that, she left the pair alone, and Miku began snuggling up to Ranma, clearly attempting to comfort him while chatting about nothing. As they talked, Ranma thought back to what he'd said. He'd actually been telling the truth about touring a sprite factory with pop, but they hadn't exactly been tourists. Damn vampires. Come to think of it, he'd found the odd cheetah print cloth around there, had Ryoga been there as well?

When their drinks came, Miku looked at Ranma nervously, and despite his insistence otherwise, it wasn't until he put his arm around her shoulder that she felt comfortable drinking it in front of him. At the same time, Ranma had the awkward challenge of trying to drink tea that was way too hot, but he managed.

A few minutes after their drinks arrived, so did their food. From the back, Shiroko and 3 other waitresses came out carefully carrying a large fancy plank, on top of which lay their model and food, which they then slid onto the table in front of them. Their model was a woman with brown hair, long limbs, and had quite the large bust. The model was covered head to toe in lettuce that was lightly covered in a white dressing and often topped with shredded cheese and bacon, slices of meat and cheese akin to a cold cut platter, which was all separated into multiple sections over her with lines of different kinds of makizushi (seaweed rolls) and nigirizushi (pressed rice with a topping).

The waitresses bowed respectfully and left, and Ranma looked to see Miku practically drooling, staring at the girl with a very primal hunger.

"Itadakimasu."

Miku immediately abandoned her chopsticks and went for the lettuce covering the closer nipple, licking at it and rubbing around the nipple before actually eating the piece of lettuce. Ranma shrugged and went for the meat slice covering the other nipple, noting it to be sticking to her skin and eachother due to a honey sauce it was glazed with. Ranma slowly grabbed pieces of food with his chopsticks as he watched Miku eat her way, licking at the breast and brushing her teeth against it while slowly eating away at her salad, their model occasionally shivering but never making a sound. When Miku's hand began to drift down to her own skirt, Ranma cleared his throat.

"So, our waitress mentioned something about stuffing?"

Miku stopped in the middle of sucking on their model's breast and looked at him, instantly turning bright red and picking back up her chopsticks. "Ah, yes, uh. Sorry, I got a little carried away there."

"No worries, it was kinda cute." Miku blushed even brighter at this.

"W-well, let me show you. It's my favorite part actually." She then nudged him over. Taking the hint, Ranma got up out of the seat, with Miku following right behind, and they moved over to the end of the table so they were looking between the model's wide-open legs, her pussy covered with lettuce.

"First of all, we have to eat all this off." She said grabbing a piece and bringing it up to Ranma's face.

"Uhhh-ACK!" Ranma's mouth opened in confusion, which Miku took as permission, only for Ranma to choke on the food.

"Oh! Are you ok?"

"*Cough cough* What the heck was that?"

"I, I was feeding you, like a girlfriend does to her boyfriend. Isn't that something they typically do?"

"Maybe?" Ranma said confused, having recovered from his choking. "I've never had one before, so I don't know."

"Oh, right… Well, do you want to try it now?"

Ranma nodded after a moment, and the pair took turns grabbing a piece of the lettuce and feeding each other, a blush growing on each of their faces, until the model's pussy was completely uncovered. Ranma quickly realized what 'stuffed' meant, though in hindsight it should have been obvious, as the girl's pussy had been clearly stuffed with meat of a similar color to the girl's pussy. Miku licked her lips and poked at the meat with her chopsticks a bit before frowning.

"Huh, looks like it needs to be prepared a bit more."

Miku then took her chopsticks and began poking at the girl's clit, pinching and rubbing at it. After a moment Miku turned to Ranma.

"Sometimes it takes a little while for the stuffing to marinate properly." She then blushed and gestured at the pussy. "W-would you like a go at it?"

Ranma looked at their model, a smirk slowly growing on his face. "Ya know, I think I would."

Leaning forwards, Ranma channeled a small bit of Ki through his chopsticks before using them to pinch the girl's clit. The girl twitched and let out a muffled moan when he did, one that drew out as he began pulling the clit in gentle circles. The Ki Ranma channeled flowed into the girl's clit, boosting the pleasure sensors in it as the Ki caused the chopsticks themselves to vibrate and become warm. The girl managed to regain her composure though, her moans going silent and her twitching kept to a minimum.

Ranma continued, rubbing his buzzing chopsticks in a circle around her clit and watching as a clear fluid began coming to coat the meat. When he saw the girl's toes begin to curl he toned down on the Ki, not willing to risk what might happen if she came while stuffed with their food. Expertly edging her, Ranma relaxed as he played with his food, and it wasn't long until there was a small puddle of clear fluid on the table below her.

"Wow, y-you got her soaked. T-the meat is definitely marinated now."

Miku's words jolted him out of his relaxed state, reminding him of where he was as she leaned in past him. Pulling a dripping piece of meat out of the girl's pussy, Ranma noted Miku had one hand in her skirt as she ate it.

Miku moaned at the taste, clearly taking the time to savor it as her fingers moved beneath her skirt. Miku slowly swallowed, letting out a sigh as she did. "Delicious…"

She then looked at Ranma and blushed, quickly taking her fingers out once again. "G-go ahead, try some."

Ranma smiled at her before grabbing a juicy piece of meat of his own and eating it. It was quite good actually, the salty pussy juice complimenting the meat quite well and making it soft and melt in your mouth. Looking back at Miku, the girl had climbed up onto the table, her skirt flipped up putting her bare ass on display, her black panties down on one of her ankles, and her face was right near the model's pussy.

"It tastes even better if you grab it with your mouth."

Saying that, Miku leaned in and gave the model's clit a long kiss before going down and carefully grabbed a piece of meat in her teeth and pulled it out. Miku let out another moan, her pussy glistening in the blue light, and Ranma had to physically restrain himself from going for her pussy instead of the model's as he got onto the table to follow her lead.

From there the pair really got into the swing of eating. Miku managed to get herself mostly under control, though she regularly fingered herself when she thought Ranma wouldn't see (he saw every time). Meanwhile, Ranma slowly became bolder, using his hands and the odd time his mouth to grab the pieces he wanted. Both of them also would occasionally dip a piece of meat into their 'sauce bowl' AKA the model's pussy, and at one point the teasing became just too much and the model came, squirting out a bit of juice right into a surprised Miku's face.

Then, when they were about ¾ of the way done eating everything, and Miku was clearly full and lounging in the seat, Ranma looked over to his date.

"Ya know, it's a real honor to me that ya brought me here."

Miku lazily turned to him with a curious look. "Really?"

"Well yeah. This place is clearly important to you, and you are really at ease here. The fact that you wanted to bring me here on our first date tells me you must really trust me." Ranma finished before grabbing some sushi.

Miku stared at Ranma in shock as she processed his words. 'What? Is that really what he took away from all this? Sure, I really like this place, but it's not all that special to me. I just brought you here because, because… Why? I know part of it was because I wanted to see some sexy girls, but that couldn't have been it. I guess, I really did want to share this with him?'

Miku's thoughts were interrupted as Ranma started talking again. "Not to mention how hard it probably was to get them to let me in here. I know you said they occasionally have men up here, but come on. This place is clearly pure lesbian, and the guys they have here are probably some sort of super important people, while I'm really just some random guy. Plus, this place looks super expensive. It probably cost you an arm and a leg to get me a chance to eat here."

'It didn't, it really didn't. I'm just using an unlimited card. It's Miss Nabiki that's paying for this. Not to mention you're a candidate to be on the list of men that can come whenever they want, so you're definitely special.'

"And then there's the fact that you invited me on this date in the first place. I mean sure, I'm awesome, and I know I made a good impression on everyone at school besides Kuno, but you've only known I exist for about a week. The fact that you made that love letter, which probably took hours to do, and gave it to me is really brave and bold. All that, and the fact that you're so calm and willing to go along with what I asked of you really shows that you really care about me, and shows me that you're willing to try and trust me. That takes a lot of courage, and I'm honored to see it."

'I didn't though. The only things I contributed to the card was the kiss marks and part of the perfume. I don't even love you. Miss Nabiki asked me to take you out on this date. I would never have thought twice about you if she hadn't. Stop talking like I'm making some big sacrifice for you, like I'm someone special, like-'

"Miku, are you crying?"

Miku blinked before bringing a hand to her face feeling it wet. In a blink Ranma was sitting beside her, food forgotten as he held her shoulder.

"What's wrong Miku, is it something I said, because I know I have a habit of insulting people accidentally. If I said something wrong I'm sorry."

Miku shook her head. "No, it's just. I just. I…"

Just then the pair heard a commotion from the main area past the glass. Embracing the distraction, Miku quickly moved over to the glass to see what was going on. Ranma, realizing now was not the time to press, moved up behind her to the glass, and promptly swore.

Down in the main area, multiple of the waitresses were running around chasing a little black pig with a cheetah print bandana around its neck. The waitresses had people at each of the exits preventing Ryoga from leaving, and one of the women chasing him was actually wearing a chef's outfit and waving around a knife. Muffled shouts could be heard from through the glass as the pig ran by customers scaring them, and his chasers yelled at him to stand still so they could butcher him.

'Dammit Ryoga, are you seriously making a scene here? Well, at least you're not my problem this time.'

As he thought that however, Ranma noticed two things. First, the women chasing him were clearly going at him with lethal intent, planning to cook him once they captured him. And second, Ryoga was slowing down.

Ranma swore again. 'Great, looks like pig boy needs someone to save him. It doesn't look like anyone down there really wants him to remain alive. But it's not like I can go down there after all. If I go down there to save him, that's just going to cause more problems and panic, what with this place being women only and me being a guy…'

Ranma slowly turned to Miku's glass, which was empty, then turned to the fountain in the middle of the room, and then back to the slowing Ryoga, before finally looking back at the fountain and sighing.

'As the saying goes, fate works in mysterious ways.'

"Sorry about this Miku."

"Huh?" Miku turned as Ranma jumped towards the fountain. Seeing this, the dancers jumped out of the fountain and the waitresses ran towards him, bringing the attention of the customers and models in the room as well. Then, when Ranma landed in the fountain, the entire room froze as they watched the tall strapping black haired man transform into a short chesty red-haired girl.

Ranma didn't give them a chance to comment as she quickly rushed to the entrance, unbuttoned most of the buttons on her top so she was showing as much cleavage as possible, opened the door to the main area, and dove to Ryoga.

"P-CHAN!"

The entire room looked in surprise as Ranma grabbed Ryoga off the floor and began nuzzling him and talking to him in a cutesy voice.

"There you are P-chan! I was looking everywhere for you! Ohhh I'm so glad you're safe."

Ryoga himself froze for a moment before realizing what was going on. The moment he realized the one holding him was Ranma however, he began biting at her and attacking her with his hooves, forcing Ranma to hold him at arm's length.

"No, bad P-chan! Did you get into the pork again? You know that makes your tummy all gwumby and makes you cwanky. Now stop, you don't want to make mommy angy do you?"

Ryoga glared hard at Ranma, who returned it with a cute pout before breaking into a smile and nuzzling him again.

"Ooooo I can't get mad at you my little cutie, give mommy some love."

Ranma then lowered her voice her voice to an angry whisper. "Calm down pork butt, I'm trying to keep these girls from turning you into bacon here."

"Excuse me mam, is this your pig?"

Ranma turned her head to see the group of women that were chasing Ryoga approaching her, led by the chef who was twirling her knife threateningly (amateurishly more like it, Ranma had seen professional knife wielders, and this woman certainly wasn't one of them).

Ranma nodded and shot them a cute smile. "Sure is, this little cutie is my one and only P-chan. I'm sorry he made a mess around here, he's a real trouble maker, but I wuve him for it."

The chef and her entourage blushed a bit, with one in the back even saying "cute" as the chef cleared her throat.

"I see, and can you explain to me why 'P-chan' was sleeping in our spice drawer?"

"Oh, that's just P-chan." Ranma said as she stood up and began bobbing in place, her chest bouncing with the movement.

"He's such an adventurous pig, always getting in places he shouldn't be somehow. Barely a day goes by when one of my neighbors doesn't call me saying he showed up somewhere in their house. OH, there was this one time, where I'd taken him out for a walk to the park on a hot day right? Well, he managed to slip out of his leash while I was airing myself out in the bushes, my shirt and skirt had gotten too sweaty so I took them off for a few minutes. I obviously searched for him for hours, but no luck, and it was really hot, so I decided to get some ice cream. Then guess what, he was taking a nap in one of the empty buckets the ice cream man had! Isn't that so crazy?"

Ranma internally smirked. Her plan had worked flawlessly. All the girls blushed when she mentioned taking off her shirt and skirt in the bushes, their eyes drawn to her bouncing boobs and almost completely ignoring Ryoga. They were all charmed by her, not really thinking enough to question her story, but it wasn't quite enough as the head chef began speaking even as her face was bright red and her eyes focused solely on her boobs.

"That certainly is something. But P-chan has caused quite the mess back in our kitchen, and someone needs to be held responsible for it."

Ranma mentally smirked as she turned the cute factor up to 12, using a modified battle aura technique she learned in her sex competitions to make her face literally sparkle as she looked at the woman with doe eyes and a pouty lip.

"Bwut, it was an accident. P-chan was just scawed. He didn't know where he was and ran away. Surely you can't be upset with him for just trying to get back to mommy? Pweas, how can you be upset with such a cute wittle thing?"

Ranma held Ryoga out towards the chef, and Ryoga refused to cooperate, squealing and shimmying, trying to get out of Ranma's grip or bite her. Luckily for him, the girls too focused on Ranma to notice. All of the waitresses were completely charmed by her, muttering about how cute she was and that it would be a crime to upset her, with some even showing clear signs of arousal. The chef herself wasn't any better, but she was at least good at pretending a she cleared her throat and turned to face the wall as she responded.

"Yes well, I suppose we can't blame animals for simply trying to survive, especially one as adventurous as P-chan. Also, we did react rather extremely when we saw him, and probably made things worse. Tell you what, both you and P-chan are free to go, and as an apology for scaring him, next time you come here, your meal is on the house."

"Really?!" Ranma said excitedly.

The chef nodded stiffly, now blushing heavily. "O-of course, it's the least we co-"

"Ohhhh, thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!" Ranma cried out as she ran up to the woman, tossing Ryoga into the air as she jumped up and hugged the chef, holding the chef's face against her cleavage and forcing the woman to bend down awkwardly.

When she let go the chef had a dazed smile on her face, a small trail of blood coming from her nose as many of the woman around glared at her with jealousy. Ranma then positioned herself so the falling Ryoga would land right in her cleavage, catching him with just her boobs, before turning back to the chef.

"Thank you so much for that, I can't wait to come here again. Anyways, I've got to run so, laters."

Shooting the ladies down there one last cute smile, Ranma quickly bounded up the stairs to the VIP area before anyone could get their bearings, if they ever did. Once they got through the door Ryoga immediately jumped out of Ranma's cleavage and made for the door, only for Ranma to catch him and throw him towards the main VIP area.

Ryoga bounced off the floor a few times before getting his footing back and looking up to see a livid Ranma Saotome marching towards him.

"That's it Ryoga, I'm through being nice! You've interrupted my time with Miku here 4 times in the past 2 days, and tried to kill me 3 of them. Now this 4th time, where I was trying to save your life by the way, you're still being a complete pest! What the hell is your problem?!"

Ryoga squealed at Ranma before charging him like a bullet, going for the gut, and then biting on the hand that blocked him. Ranma screamed in pain as she stumbled towards the table he was sitting at earlier, where a dumbstruck Miku was still sitting, as she threw him off.

Ryoga flew and landed on one of the tables near the exit, and seeing his chance attempted to make a break for it. Ranma was absolutely not having this though, and grabbed her teapot from earlier and pitched it at Ryoga. Ranma's aim was true, and the teapot shattered on contact, dousing Ryoga in it's hot liquid, and the people in the VIP room were utterly dumbstruck for the second time that day as the little black piglet transformed into a naked human man lying face down on the floor.

Ranma once again marched over to Ryoga, intent to punish Ryoga for his actions, only to falter as Ryoga began to laugh bitterly.

"So you finally see it Ranma, my ultimate shame. The true reason I can never find happiness, find love. Go on, stare, you clearly chose to reveal me in this place to humiliate me, in front of all these women I can't have because of you, while you flaunt your loving relationship before me. Go on, take it all in, LOOK AT MY HAIRY SHAME AND LAUGH!"

Ranma looked at him, burning rage making way for utter confusion, until her eyes traveled down his body to find a particular sight. It would seem the quirk of Ryoga's curse when he was in human form, was that both his butt cheeks were completely covered in black hair like a black pig's butt.

"No woman could want me with such a disgusting, hairy blemish! Take it in, this curse you have put upon me that ensures I will never find the joy of love! LOOK AT IT!"

The entire room watched as Ranma visibly restrained herself from smashing Ryoga's head in, but tried and failed to restrain her anger. Miku walked over to her hand in Ranma's in an attempt to help her calm down. Despite causing Miku to wince in pain initially from holding her too tight, this did the trick as Ranma slowly managed to reign in her anger before gently putting a hand on Ryoga's shoulder, speaking to him in a soft voice.

"Hey, hey, it's ok. Your butt hair isn't that bad, it's kinda cute actually."

Ryoga, who hand now begun to cry, sniffled a response. "How would you know; you're a guy just like me."

Ranma rolled her eyes when he said that, but she kept her voice calm and gentle as she responded. "Sometimes sure, but thanks to my curse I'm sometimes a girl, so I've got inside knowledge on how they think."

Ranma then turned to face the crowd of women around them, her presence filling the room with a commanding, dominant energy as she gave each of them a commanding look. "Plus, don't take my word for it, any one of the women here will tell you it looks good."

'Fuck that's hot.' Miku thought as Ranma's gaze grew sharper as the girls stayed silent until one finally spoke.

"Y-yeah." The customer said. "Hair on women is usually unattractive, but hair on guys gives them an appealing wild look."

Ranma nodded to that girl appreciatively before turning her gaze once again to the rest of the crowd, prompting one of the waitresses to speak up. "Totally. I love running my hands through my partner's hair, so I can imagine how good it would feel to tangle my fingers up in such thick hair down there."

From there, the girls in the room complimented Ryoga's butt hair one by one, with one daring girl even going so far as to touch it, until about half the girls there had complimented him, at which point Ranma once again leaned in and spoke softly into Ryoga's ear. "You see, while it's not the first thing girls think about, a hairy butt can look good on guys like you, probably me as well, so don't worry about it."

Ryoga gave a loud sniffle before looking to Ranma for the first time. "You really mean that, you really think I have another shot at getting a girlfriend, even with my hairy ass?"

"Of course, I honestly don't know why you're so broken up about it in the first place. Now come on, let's go get you some clothes so you can get out of here." Ranma said as she stood up and put out a hand for him.

Ryoga wiped his tears away before taking the hand, letting Ranma slowly pull him up and looking towards the women in the room with the intention of thanking them, only to freeze.

"This, this place is a lesbian bar. You're all lesbians! None of you have any interest in men, so why would you know what looks good on a guy?!"

He turned to Ranma, hateful glare back full force. "You tried to trick me! Getting all these girls to give me false compliments, getting my hopes up for once, only so they would crash down even harder in the future! ARE YOU NOT SATISFIED WITH YOUR MOCKERY OF ME!? DANM YOU SAOTOME!"

With a shout of pain and rage, Ryoga ran away with tears in his eyes, luckily towards the exit, leaving the crowd of women staring at where he went. Once she recovered from her surprise, Ranma slammed her face into the nearest table.

"Really Ryoga? Really?"

Ranma stayed like that for a moment to process, no one else in the bar commenting as they were still processing everything themselves. When she was done mentally killing Ryoga, Ranma then stood up and turned to a blushing Miku, before blushing herself and adopting a shy look. "S-so, I guess you probably want to know what's going on. Sorry if this ruined our date."

When Ranma said this, all Miku's thoughts of Ryoga instantly fled as she took in the sight of this female Ranma. Her wide hips that filled out her pants beautifully as they dropped down just lower than is decent, her thin waist and large breasts that threatened to spill out of her nearly open shirt, the barest hint of nipple peeking out from their cover. She looked at her cute face, clearly nervous and ashamed, her fiery red hair tied into a ponytail, and her cute pose of putting her index fingers together and looking down at them. She took all this in, remembering the day she'd had and putting this girl in the place of the man that was once there, and had one thought.

'Oh, there goes the last of my resistance.'

Ranma squeaked in surprise as Miku grabbed her head before pulling her in for a kiss, Miku's tongue diving into her mouth eagerly. The girls around them began cheering them on as Ranma began reciprocating the kiss, sucking on Miku's tongue as both their hands rubbed across each other's backs.

When the pair separated with a gasp, Miku looked Ranma dead in the eyes. "I want to know what's going on, but this didn't ruin the date, it made it better."

"I can tell." Ranma replied surprised.

"So, what was all that."

"Yes, we all would like to know what just happened." Shiroko said as she approached them, reminding the two girls of their audience.

Ranma scratched the back of her head, and one quick Jusenkyo lesson later, all the girls were staring at Ranma in no less shock.

"Anything else you need to know?" Ranma finished her explanation off with.

When she said this, one of the customers, a tall busty girl with bright green hair, walked up and pulled Ranma's pants down, exposing her dripping clam.

"What the hell?!" Ranma shouted as she brought her hands down to cover herself. The girl who grabbed her pants shrugged unapologetically.

"You said part of you was a guy, and you've clearly got nice boobs and ass, so this is the only other thing that might be different."

"The difference can be internal, like craving foods a human can't eat for people with an animal curse."

The girl nodded. "I suppose it could, I should check."

The girl then shoved 2 fingers into Ranma's snatch causing Ranma to reflexively bring her thighs together.

"H-hey, what do you think you're doing."

"Just checking to see if anything feels like a guy inside like you said." The girl answered as she curled her fingers inside and began shamelessly fingering Ranma, the rest of the room blushing at this and the sounds of Ranma's surprised moans. "Doesn't feel like it though."

"Alright that's enough."

Shiroko came up behind the girl and pulled her away from Ranma, placing herself in between the two. "Our free touching policy applies to our waitresses and models, not our customers. We won't permit people touching their fellow customers like that without their permission, even if these are interesting circumstances."

The green haired girl sighed. "Very well. I was just curious. I never imagined the stories my grandmother told me about Jusenkyo were real, and I wanted to be sure for myself."

Ranma looked at her in surprise at this as she recovered from the ruthless fingering. "Wait, you know the name of the springs? How would your grandmother know about them?"

The girl smirked at her. "Well, her name is Sho Were, and she lives in the area as well."

Ranma's eyes lit up in recognition, before promptly paling. "Oh, so she's from there huh. And what's your name?"

"Xiu Huang, I'm not part of that uncultured group. But, now that I'm thinking about them, seeing you reminds me of a certain event she told me happened a while ago, when a red-haired girl arrived on a rainy da-"

In a blink Ranma was in her face, hand over her mouth and the other on her arm as she gave her a death glare. "DON'T, say a thing about that. I regret that day as well, and I've paid for it, so don't bring it up again."

Ranma removed her hand from Xiu's mouth to reveal a smirk, and Xiu began to open her mouth, only to wince as Ranma tightened her grip around her arm.

"Alright, I understand, bringing that up is a touch too far. I know when to back off."

"Good." Ranma said and releaced her. Xiu walked back to her table where she promptly began fingering her model. Everyone took this as their cue to disperse, and Miku walked over to Ranma.

"Soooo, now what?"

Ranma opened her mouth to respond, only for a loud gurgling noise to erupt from her. Ranma blushed at this and responded. "Now, I finish eating."

Miku watched Ranma eat with a smile on her face, soaking in just how cute and sexy she looked with her nerves of being a guy in a lesbian café gone and her shirt wide open. At the back of her mind though, Miku was thinking about their day, and why exactly they were together right now in the first place. Knowing what she had to do, Miku gathered up her courage.

"Ranma, I need to tell you something."

Ranma looked at Miku curiously with her cheeks stuffed. "Wer, waws uw?"

'Cute, she can even make talking with her mouth full seem cute.' Miku shook herself back to reality.

"I, didn't write you that love letter."

Ranma paused at that. Taking a moment swallow her food and put down her chopstick, Ranma gave Miku a pointed look. "Then who did?"

Miku gulped. "One of my coworkers."

Ranma looked at her curiously, not quite upset but not happy, silently indicating for her to continue.

Miku swallowed her nervousness and continued. "I work for a certain business, and part of that business is paid dates. Sort of like prostitution admittedly, but much more involved. Someone requested that I personally take you out on a date, and even though I'm a lesbian and you're a guy, I accepted."

"So, what? This whole thing was a lie? Some sort of weird prank or something?"

"N-no, nothing like that! The person who hired me would never do something like that to someone as nice as you! I don't know why they asked me to do this, but it wouldn't be for something like that!"

Ranma looked Miku dead in the eyes with a calculating gaze. Despite her nervousness, Miku refused to back down, allowing Ranma to see her guilt.

Apparently satisfied with what she saw, Ranma sighed. "Alright, if you're sure. Can you at least tell me who hired you?"

"I, can't. Customer security is important, and even ignoring that this particular person is a very important person, and I can't risk upsetting them."

Miku then shook herself out and grabbed Ranma by the shoulders. "B-but that's not what I wanted to tell you. I wanted to tell you that even though this date started out fake, it became real."

"What?" Ranma asked, clearly caught off guard, and Miku responded by blushing, but pulling her in close and hugging her.

"When the day started, I was worried I would have to try really hard to keep myself from running away. I don't hate men, but I really don't have any interest in them. But, unlike what your friend said, I do have an idea what straight girls see in guys, and you have a lot of it. On top of that, back at the start of our date when you showed how much you knew about flowers, something really special to me and not something I thought guys were interested in, I was surprised. You were so gentle with them, with me, so different from what I knew men were like, so feminine, I got confused. When you kept holding me close, I couldn't take my mind off it, how you touched me. How you dealt with your friend only turned me on even more. Then when you were so cool fighting him at the theater, I…"

Miku took a deep breath, and dove her face into Ranma's cleavage. Ranma blushed at this, awkwardly wrapping her hands around the girl as she began talking into her boobs.

"I got scared. You were the first guy besides my dad that I'd ever seen as more than some immature brute or boring background character. Suddenly you were this awesome person who I really enjoyed spending time with, and I got scared because you were a guy. So, I brought you here, partially because this being a job meant I could splurge and get paid for it, and because you'd been such a good date that I wanted to spoil you, but mostly just to remind myself that I was a lesbian. But even then, you were so appealing. Showing me you could be vulnerable with your sprite trauma, being super respectful even when everything encouraged you not to be, and even not calling me out for masturbating. And then you started complimenting me like you did, and I just felt awful that I was lying to you."

Suddenly Miku popped her face out of Ranma's chest, tears at the corners of her eyes, and began pressing their chests together as she went nose to nose with her.

"I was falling for you. Despite how much I was afraid of it, and didn't think I could, I was falling for you. Then, when you transformed into a girl and showed how cute you were, there was no coming back. Ranma, despite how this whole thing started, I love you."

Miku once again kissed Ranma, simply pressing their lips together as she portrayed her love, enjoying the feeling of Ranma's soft lips as they gazed into each other's eyes. As they parted, Ranma stared at Miku.

"Miku I, I don't know what to say."

Miku once again went in for a hug, wrapping her arms around Ranma and putting her head in the crook of her neck. "You don't have to say anything, just letting me hug you like this is enough. I know I sprung this on you out of the blue, and you really don't know me, so I don't expect you to say it back, but please just let me indulge."

When Ranma didn't respond right away, Miku started to worry she did something wrong. It was natural that Ranma wouldn't be happy with her after everything, but she'd hoped Ranma would accept her. This worry was abated when Ranma shuffled in place and wrapped her left hand around her, while Ranma's right went back to eating. Miku smiled and leaned into her even more, eventually sneaking a hand into Ranma's shirt which earned her a chuckle.

It wasn't long after that when Ranma finished eating, with Shiroko coming up to them soon after carrying a small bag.

"I see you're done eating. Are you done with your model as well, or are you interested in desert?"

Ranma and Miku sharred a look before shaking their heads. "We're done."

"Very well, and would you two like to give your model a tip?"

Ranma looked very confused at that, but Miku nodded eagerly. Seeing this, Shiroko put her bag on the table and opened it to reveal a small copper dildo, a medium silver dildo, and a large gold dildo. Miku grabbed out each dildo and looked at the bottom of the, showing that each had a dial with 3 amounts on them. Bronze had 1%, 2%, and 3%. Silver had 5%, 10%, and 15%. Lastly gold had 20%, 30%, and 40%.

"Let's see here, what to choose, what to choose."

Ranma watched curiously as Miku looked over each of the dildos, unused to the idea of tipping in Japan. Miku looked over each dildo before her eyes turned to Ranma, specifically her chest, before she licked her lips and made her decision.

"I think we'll go with 15% today." She said as she grabbed the silver one and turned it to the desired level, causing the toy to buzz aggressively. Miku then brought it over to the girl's pussy and slowly pushed it in, the model unable to hold back her moans as it massaged her insides.

Once Miku moved back to her seat, having opted to sit in across from Ranma now, the girl got off the table onto her unsteady legs and turned to them.

"May I thank you for your generosity mams?"

"Yes please." Miku said eagerly, and Ranma watched as the model leaned in and gave her a deep kiss, followed by pulling Miku's shirt down and giving her a kiss on each of her nipples before putting it back.

Miku sighed in pleasure as the model then turned to Ranma. "And you, mam?"

Ranma nervously turned to Miku for confirmation, and at her eager smile, nodded. The model went down and gave Ranma a deep kiss, twirling her tongue and sucking on it, before going down and opening Ranma's shirt, Ranma herself moaning as the girl gave each of her nipples a hard suck.

When she was done, the model fixed up Ranma's shirt before bowing towards them. "Thank you for treating me well, and I hope you enjoyed the service."

She then turned around, bowing once more to give them a perfect view of the dildo still buzzing in her pussy, and the purple butt plug in her ass, before grabbing the plank she was brought out on and walking to the back. As she walked away, Ranma turned to Shiroko with a questioning look.

"So, do we tip you as well?"

Shiroko shook her head. "No, that's just something we do for the models. Though if you request me as a model next time, I'd be more than happy to accept. Anyways, follow me to the front desk so we can deal with the payment and other things."

When they got over there, Shiroko punched some numbers into her cash register. "Let's see here, you got the deluxe Caesar salad, queen's cut special and stuffing, sushi filler, and gave a 15% tip for the model. The fee is waived due to the date card, so all that's left is for us to deal with you miss Ranma."

Shiroko then pulled out a card like the one Miku used to get in, a stamp, and an exotic heat lamp looking thing. "The management has agreed to give you a VIP card so you can come here whenever you like, in either form. So if you're willing to wait a moment, and give us some of your blood, we can register this card to you."

Ranma looked at the card and stamp curiously for a moment till a lightbulb went off in her head. "Oh, I get it, you're attuning the card to my Ki so no one else can use it besides me. Here, I can just speed that up quickly for you here."

She then grabbed the card and stamp, taking a moment to analyze the stamp symbol, before using a finger to write the symbol on the card with her Ki. The card glowed for a moment before the symbol disappeared, and Ranma showed it to Shiroko.

"There, all set. Anything else?"

Shiroko looked at the card in surprise before nodding. "I see, so you're a high-level martial artist, I suppose I should have realized. But yes, I need to take your picture and get you to fill out a form for me. Would you be willing to change back so we can get a picture of both of your forms for the info?"

Ranma blushed. "Ah, no, I'd rather not. Also, that reminds me, can these things be registered to 2 people?"

Shiroko looked at Ranma somewhat suspiciously when she said that. "They can, some couples or family members share a card, and some of our more prestigious clients register an assistant to it. Miku already has a card for herself however."

"Yeah well, my guy form and girl form have slightly different Ki signatures, so I need to register them both separately."

"Ah." Shiroko nodded in understanding. "That makes sense. If you're willing, we can do that next time you come here."

She then adopted a flirty look as she handed him a paper. "Also, don't forget you that can touch the waitresses as much as you want. No one will complain, especially if you do it while in this form."

Ranma chuckled as she grabbed the paper. "I'll keep that in mind."

Looking over the form Ranma saw the first part of it was the usual stuff. Name, address, phone number, ect, though Ranma did enjoy the novelty of actually having answers to those questions. The next set of questions however, definitely proved that this was an exclusive sex restaurant. Allergies, favorite hair color, preferred chest size and butt size, all kinds of food and female body preferences. The last thing on it was a contract basically saying she won't share word of this to anyone, and a warning of what might happen if she did. Still, she answered and signed everything without much trouble and handed it back to Shiroko who looked surprised as she looked it over.

"Are you sure this is the right address and phone number?"

"Kinda? I only moved there last week so I'm not complete sure I got it right, but I think I did."

Shiroko stared at the form for a moment longer before nodding. "Alright, if your address and phone number are right, then everything is good. We'll finish up everything next time you come here, so don't make us wait too long sexy thing."

"We'll see."

With that, Ranma and Miku left the restaurant with their hands around each other's shoulders. When they closed the door behind them, Shiroko simply shook her head in shock.

"He lives with the Tendos. The Tendos have a hot gender swapping guest who is a high-level martial artist. No wonder he was a candidate for the 'Masters' list."

Outside, Miku and Ranma walked through the darkening streets as the sun began to set below the horizon, an arm around each other's waist as they held each other close. Neither could truly believe what happened that day.

For Miku, she never thought she could find someone to fall for besides Nabiki or her mom, and for them to be a guy no less. Nor did she ever expect to meet someone who could change genders at the drop of a hat, or a splash of some water in this case. At the same time, in the back of her mind she was very curious and confused as to why Nabiki wanted her to go on a date with Ranma, but was mostly just thankful that she got the opportunity.

On the other hand, while Ranma was somewhat worried about the consequence of revealing his curse in that restaurant, he was mostly stunned by the fact that he had just been confessed to. Sure, he's had a lot of people call him attractive in both forms, and people that admired him, but those had always been in the context of sexual events or martial arts. And while yes, he had gotten a love letter from her first, it was something very different hearing it straight from someone's mouth. Even though he had a fiancé, he didn't exactly know which of the girls it was (though it was obviously between Akane and Nabiki), so it was really an incredible feeling having a girl just confess to him. And unlike when he got the love letter, when his honor made it feel wrong, or at the beginning of the date when his desire to help her made him look past her affection, now it was staring him right in the face and pressing into his side, and he couldn't help but be happy.

"So, I know it's getting late, but did you have anything else planned?"

Miku's voice brought him-her, out of her reverie and back into the moment. Pulling her in tightly, Ranma began to put forth the idea she'd made with Konatsue, before stopping, a sudden burst of inspiration hitting her.

"I did have something in mind, but now I think I've got a better idea."

Without waiting for a response, Ranma once again scooped Miku up and this time Miku giggled in her arms as she did. Snuggling in close, Miku enjoyed the soft feeling of Ranma's breasts against her body, directly contrasting the hard chest from before as they dashed off into the evening.

It was nightfall by the time they reached their destination, the sun having fully fallen below the horizon some time ago. The darkened trees flew by them as they had left city limits a few minutes ago, the sounds of the city making way for the sounds of nature. Not long after they entered the forest they stopped, with Ranma putting Miku down to reveal to her they arrived at a small clearing, a rugged stone fire pit in the center of it.

"Well, here we are. What do you think?"

Miku looked around the clearing honestly a bit disappointed.

"It's, woodsy? Sorry, but I haven't actually gone camping before, is there something I'm supposed to see?"

Ranma chuckled and shook her head. "Naw, not really. Even for a camp site this place is pretty plain."

She then walked over to the trees around the clearing and began gathering some firewood. "I don't know if you heard, but me and my pop were on a training journey together for a long time before I came to Nerima. We camped under the stars almost every night, surrounded by nature. This was the last place we camped out before pop had me settle down in Nerima while he went on a journey by himself. I figured, after everything that happened between us today, that it might be nice to come here and remember those times with you."

Placing some of the firewood into the pit, Ranma pulled out some paper from her Ki pocket for starter before lighting it with a quick spark of Ki. She then pulled a few of blankets and 2 pillows from her space as well, setting them on the ground and sat on it before waving Miku over to join her. The two looked at each other in the light of the growing fire, admiring how the light seemed to shine and dance in each other's eyes, lighting up their faces and coloring their respective distinct hair colors.

"Miku, what you told me made me really happy, like, really happy. I told you yesterday that I've never been confessed to, and hearing the words from your mouth earlier made me feel something I never have, and I'm honestly still shocked by it. I, don't really know you all that much yet, and there's a lot about me that I don't really want to share."

Ranma flashed back to what the Chinese woman back at the restaurant said, and to the event that she was implying, before shaking herelf back into the here and now.

"But I don't care about that stuff right now, I just want to be with you, make this feeling last as long as I can. So, I brought you out here so we can forget all that, let go of all our baggage and just relax and be true to ourselves. Plus, honestly, I kind of missed sleeping under the stars, and I figured doing that tonight with you would be really special."

She then leaned in and kissed Miku on the lips, a soft and gentle kiss that left their lips tingling and wanting more.

"I don't know what tomorrow will be like, I've got some responsibilities that mean I might not be able to have you as anything more than a friend. But for tonight Miku, I am yours. I love you Miku."

Miku looked at Ranma as tears began welling up in her eyes. "Ranma."

Miku practically jumped into Ranma's arms as both of them began kissing passionately. Their arms wrapped around each other as they kissed, joyful tears falling from both their faces. After a minute of this, both of them pulled away with a smile.

"Would you believe this is the first time I've been confessed to as well?"

Ranma rose an eyebrow in disbelief. "No way, someone like you has to have gotten at least one person confessing to them."

Miku shook her head. "Nope, not a single one. Because I'm half American no one wants anything to do with me most of the time, and the rest of the time they're going after Akane, so you're the first person who ever told me they love me besides my mom and dad."

Ranma's face then turned slightly bitter. "At least you have them."

Miku looked surprised at that, but before she could say anything Ranma kissed her again.

"Anyways, tonight it's just you and me, everything else doesn't matter."

Miku smiled and nodded, recognizing the touchy subject, before standing up and taking a step back from Ranma.

"You're right, it is just us here. So, I want to share all of me with you, and offer you something I may have given to a lot of people who asked for it, but I've never offered anyone else."

She then slipped her shirt off, light of the fire making her nipples stand out even more against the skin of her A cup breasts, and then slipped off her skirt and panties, folds lightly glistening in the fire, throwing all her clothes to the side.

Miku put her arms around her stomach, covering nothing as she allowed Ranma to look at all of her, not posing or making a show of herself as she laid herself bare.

"I am a sex worker, I've gone on dates with dozens of women, and had sex with most of them. I've performed strip shows, been in orgies, spent hours training with my boss and coworkers in the art of seduction and pleasure, and even been at the center of a few gangbangs without any other women if you could believe it. To me, most of the time sex is merely a game or a service, something without real emotion, and I have no issues showing off my body no matter the circumstance. I don't want this to be like that. I'm not asking you to have sex with me, I'm offering my naked body freely to you, revealing everything and withholding nothing. Tonight, just as you have given yourself to me, I give myself freely to you Ranma."

Ranma gazed upon Miku's nude form. Her slim body, small stomach and thin arms and legs, not an ounce extra fat on them, and not a single showy bulge of muscle either, like a porcelain doll standing on display. Her petite pussy, not a strand of hair above it as her tight lips glistened within the orange light of the fire, her clit slowly growing to peek its way out from its hood as her arousal made itself apparent. All this was framed by some small hips that accentuated it and drew your attention inwards. They had the lightest bit of thickness, giving her body a smooth curve that blended well into her cute breasts topped with bright red nipples that glowed against her pale skin. Their size pushing outwards just enough to make it clear that she was a true woman, while not at all taking at all away from her innocent charm. Her face, so delicate and gentle yet firm and joyful, her hair so exotic with how it flowed, streaks and spots of black and blond, reflecting her eyes of hazel and green. Ranma could not help but look upon her in awe. Miku did not shy under her gaze, did now waver, yet nor did she make a show of herself. She was simply her, and Ranma chose to respond in kind.

Standing up herself, Ranma slowly undid all the remaining buttons on her shirt and slipped them off before moving to her pants and boxers.

"You know Miku, you're not the only one who has sex as a large part of their profession. During my travels I've participated in a lot of martial arts tournaments and training, and in the down time using those skills in other ways. One of those ways is sex. I've participated in many sexual competitions as both a guy and a girl, trained in it as a skill, and even regularly had it as a need like to eating or sleeping. I know what it's like to have sex be a simple thing, to have your body not be sacred. So, like I said before, let's leave that all behind us, and have it be special between us tonight."

Now it was Miku's turn to look as Ranma stood naked in the firelight, drinking in her beautiful form. From her cute rounded face dotted with brilliant blue eyes, topped with short fiery red hair, a naturally supernatural beauty of hot, cold, and cuteness. Her body so beautifully curved, it's sensuality both contrasting and complementing her face. Breasts larger than she could hold, yet perky as they refused to fold to gravity, and topped with pale nipples that almost seemed to meld into the rest of her skin. Her clearly toned stomach, arms, and legs, their muscles on display as they proved their strength, and hips that filled your gaze, not too wide as if not to take away from her breasts, yet just large enough to do so anyways. Her pussy lips, so puffy and inviting, dripping wet and glistening in the fire light, her hair mostly shaved leaving just enough to prove the carpet matches the drapes. In contrast to Miku, Ranma had an air of nervousness around her. She posed with her left hand on her hip while the other fell to the side, yet there was uncertainty in the way she shuffled in place. Yet, like Miku, she did not make a show of herself or hide herself, she simply let herself be seen.

The two gazed at each other for some time, drinking in each other's forms before their eyes finally met. As they gazed into each other's eyes they came together, putting their arms around each other as they pulled in close, Ranma's large chest squashing against Miku's small one as their noses touched. As they did, Ranma couldn't help but chuckle.

"You know, usually I'm pretty annoyed with how short my female form is, but right now I feel like I'm the perfect height."

"I couldn't agree more." Miku replied warmly before the two leaned in for a kiss, the stars in the sky as their witness.

Their kiss started slow, simply pressing lips together as they had their arms wrapped around each other's shoulders. Then things began to get heated as Ranma began poking Miku's lips with her tongue and asking to be let in. Miku opened her mouth and Ranma's tongue snaked in, exploring Miku's mouth and twisting their tongues together. Their hands trailed slowly downwards as they kissed, Ranma tracing the line of Miku's spine as Miku rubbed against Ranma's strong back muscles.

As their kiss got more heated, separating just long enough to breath each other's air before bringing their mouths together and dancing with their tongues once again, their hands found each other's ass. Miku kneaded her fingers through Ranma's plump rear as Ranma cupped nearly all of Miku's petite cheeks in her hands and squeezed. Ranma's hips soon began humping at Miku's, and the slim girl raised one of her thighs up so Ranma could grind against it, the leaking juice creating a cool trail downwards that contrasted the heat of the fire. Ranma replied to this by using one of her fingers to prod at Miku's rosebud, the feeling causing Miku to shiver in pleasure, and in turn caused Ranma to moan as her clit rubbed against Miku's shivering thigh. Ranma began to rub harder and harder, moaning louder and louder into their kiss as her finger slowly pushed at Miku's hole, until she suddenly pulled back and looked at Miku with eyes filled with need.

Miku nodded at her lover and began making a trail of kisses down her body. Going from the corner of her mouth, Miku kissed a trail down Ranma's neck and over her collar bone to her breasts, hands coming up to massage the beautiful pillows. Miku bent down and began sucking on one of the nipples gently while her hand pinched the other, Ranma's hands losing grip on her ass and moving to grip her hair, letting out soft moans as she did.

"Harder!" Ranma shouted. "Fuck please, harder!"

Miku obliged, biting down on the hardened nipple in her mouth and pinching the other one, causing Ranma to cry out in pleasure, her hands tangling up in Miku's hair.

"Fuck, even harder, don't hold back!"

This earned a chuckle from Miku as she went against the request, returning to gently sucking on the teat and massaging the other, playing with the nipple in her mouth with her tongue. Ranma's moans slowly quieted, her frustration building, and just when she was about to complain, Miku acted. She bit down on the nipple as hard as she could while she used her whole hand to pinch on the other, pulling on them hard as Ranma began to cry out in pleasure, knees beginning to shake. Then, just as Ranma's moans began to quiet, Miku brought down Ranma's clit and pinched.

"Fuck! I'm CUMMING!"

Ranma screamed as jolts of pleasure coursed through her body like lightning, juices spraying onto the blankets below them. Ranma felt her knees waver, and she let herself fall back, relishing in the jolt that came with Miku pulling on her nipples and clit before she noticed she was falling. Down on the ground, Ranma panted as Miku kneeled down between her legs with a smirk.

"Well, you're a bit of a masochist I see."

Ranma shot her a smirk of her own. "Martial artist durability is more like it. No offence, but you're not quite strong enough to hurt me yet."

While some people, AKA Ranma herself, would have taken that as a challenge, the gentle Miku smiled happily, having been worried she'd taken it too far now that she wasn't caught up in the heat of the moment. Ranma then turned on those adorably shy yet pleading eyes once again as she used her fingers to spread her pussy lips open for her.

"So, not to sound greedy, but would you mind giving me a bit more? You're a really good kisser, and I was hoping you'd show that off down there as well."

Miku gave Ranma a seductive smile. "Of course I will, my beautiful red orchid."

That brought a surprise blush to Ranma's face as Miku dived down into her pussy. That blush turned brighter as Miku began licking the insides of her open folds, kissing each lip separately as she teased out more of Ranma's delicious nectar. Ranma's hands slowly pulled back as she indulged in Miku's lips, only for Miku to grab them before they could go far, holding Ranma's hands in hers and intertwining their fingers. Miku's eyes met Ranma's smile as she began sucking on Ranma's pussy, tongue lapping up her juices eagerly from inside, before slowly dragging her lips up to her clit. Ranma began to writhe under Miku's mouth as she began sucking hard on the little nub, her legs rising off the ground and her feet finding purchase on Miku's back. As Ranma's moans grew louder Miku removed one of her hands from Ranma's grasp and positioned 3 fingers in front of her entrance, spearing them inside.

"YES!" Ranma shouted as she felt Miku's fingers enter her, curling up inside her as it began to scratch the itch that defined her, eyes glazing over as her fingers soon found her G-spot. Feeling Ranma tighten around her fingers, Miku picked up the pace and began finger banging her, fingers digging right up against the G-spot as she bit down hard on her clit. Ranma panted as each thrust sent a new jolt of pleasure up her spine, magnified by the steady buzz flowing from her clit. The pressure in her core began growing at a rapid pace, orgasm rapidly approached under Miku's masterful hand.

"Fuck fuck fuck, Miku don't stop. I'm, I'm, CUMMING!"

Miku flinched in surprise, not from the sudden flow of delicious pussy juice, but by the fact that Ranma's pussy clenched so tightly that her fingers were suddenly trapped inside her, almost hurting from how tightly they were in there. Still, Miku was determined to have Ranma ride out this orgasm as long as possible, licking her clit through her teeth and rolling it around between them. After what felt like minutes to Ranma, but was in reality a few second, her orgasm subsided, allowing Miku's fingers out as Ranma flopped onto her back, feet resting on Miku's cute butt.

"Fuck Miku, that was great."

Miku didn't reply at first, carefully checking Ranma's clit for anything a bit too red or dark before she looked up at her with a smile. "I'm glad you enjoyed it orchid."

Ranma's cheeks tinged pink again, her bright cheeks glowing beautifully in the flickering orange light of the fire. She then sat up with a playful smile on her face and spread her legs even wider, patting the spot between them.

"I did, a lot, and it's time for me to return the favor."

Catching the hint, Miku took a seat between Ranma's legs and leaned back against her, enjoying the softness of her breasts against her back and the pointed nipples against her shoulder blades. Not to mention the fact that Ranma held completely firm against her weight unlike so many others she's done this with.

Miku bathed the atmosphere. Alone with Ranma, their only light being the warm orange of fire, surrounded by the darkness of night and the freedom of nature. The luxurious warm softness of Ranma's body pressed up against her keeping her safe as Ranma's hands trailed over her body, one hand slipping down to her aching core, while the other massaged her small breasts. Miku sighed as Ranma's hands worked gently, her hand slowly rubbing her lower lips, tracing up and down them seemingly in fascination, and Miku could feel every knuckle as one of those fingers traced over her clit.

"A gentle girl like you deserves gentle treatment." Ranma said, breathing hotly into Miku's ear before licking it causing the petite girl to shudder. Her tongue traced a line down her ear and up her jaw bone before going down her neck where she began kissing her. At the same time Ranma's hands began working harder, the one down by her pussy sneaking a single finger in and began stirring it around, while Miku's clit ground into her palm. At the same time her other hand sped up its massage of her breast, pinching her nipple between two fingers as it moved in a circle. Miku shivered at the massage, biting her lip to hold back a moan, only for Ranma to lick her ear once again.

"Don't hold back you voice Miku. We're the only ones around for miles, and I want to hear what it sounds like when a crocus sings, so sing for me."

As she said that, Ranma put a second finger into Miku's pussy and curled them inside her, instantly finding her G-spot and pushing against it. This broke the dam as Miku moaned and her juices flowed, pleasure coursing through her as Ranma scratched her itch, slowly pumping and curling her fingers within her. This continued for quite a few minutes as Ranma maintained her slow speed, occasionally switching hands to go for her other breast, or pulling out to focus only on her clit. Miku felt her core grow slowly tighter, and she held herself back as long as she could, her orgasm slowly growing like a flower preparing to bloom, and when it did, it was beautiful.

"Ohhhh, Ranmaaaa!"

Miku's hips thrust forwards, legs opening as wide as they could go as her juices began pouring over Ranma's hand. As she came, Ranma kept slowly fingering her, coaxing her to ride the wave of pleasure as long as she could, until she finally slumped down completely against her.

"*Huff* Ranma *huff* that was *huff* amazing. I've never cum like that before."

Ranma leaned back, pulling Miku down with her till they lay flat on the blankets. Ranma then kissed Miku, which she eagerly reciprocated, before responding.

"Some of the best things take time. While some people like to fuck hard and fast, I quickly pinned you as someone that liked things slow and gentle, so I'm glad you enjoyed."

Miku smiled at her lovingly, before she suddenly began pondering something. She quickly came to a conclusion and sat up.

"Ranma, do you have any water here?"

Ranma sat up beside her. "Yeah, thirsty?"

Miku started to shake her head no before pausing and nodding instead. "Well, yeah now that you mention it, I could use a drink, but that's not why I'm asking. You said your curse means you turn into a girl with cold water, and that you change back with hot water, right."

Ranma nodded before her eyes went wide as she quickly put the dots together. "Wait, are you saying you want to do it with me as a guy? You don't have to do that for me ya know. I may prefer being a guy, but you already told me you're a lesbian. You don't have to force yourself for me, I'm cool with just being a girl with you."

Miku gave Ranma another quick peck on the lips before giving him, a loving smile. "But I want to. I fell in love with the man named Ranma, the fact that you were also a girl just made it so I stopped denying it. I love you, all of you, and I want to do this for you, to prove to you as well as myself that I do."

Ranma opened her mouth once again to argue, but shut it at the sight of Miku's unwavering smile and nodded, smiling as tears building at the corner of her eyes.

Walking over to her clothes, Ranma dug around in them for a moment before taking out a large brass tea kettle, two water bottles, and a gallon jug of water. Tossing one of the smaller bottles to Miku, who drank it eagerly, Ranma poured the large jug into the tea kettle and set it on the fire. As she did this, Miku decided to ask a question that had been on her mind for a bit.

"How does that work exactly? The whole storing big things in a small space thing?"

Ranma looked at Miku a bit surprised before a different smile grew on her face as she eagerly explained. "Well, the details are a bit complicated, but basically you're creating an entry point to where you can store stuff within your Ki. The spot has to be somewhere in-between two things that are usually really close together and heavily infused with your Ki, such as clothes you wear a lot like these. It's easiest when you use your skin to do it, which is where you get your big breasted girls pulling things out of their cleavage, and a lot of people with use their butt cheeks or armpits."

As she said that, Ranma sat down and cuddled up to Miku as they sat and watched the water boil. Miku pondered the technique as Ranma drank her water bottle.

"That's neat. So in theory you could store things in your pussy with that too right?"

Ranma rolled her eyes. That's the first place every girl thinks of, no matter how perverted or innocent they are. "Most people sure, me not so much. My Ki and whole-body changes when I change forms, so if I try to make a Ki pocket out of my tits or something then it would either all be destroyed, or get launched out and hurt me. The best I can do is make a Ki pocket out of spot where my skin touches clothing, or an actual pocket."

Miku nodded and turned her gaze back to the fire. The pair sat there like that for a while, peacefully enjoying the night sky and each other's presence, only broken once when Ranma had to feed the fire some more.

Before long the pot began whistling and steam rose out the spout, indicating the water was now hot. When they saw that, the pair separated and Ranma grabbed the pot off the fire, Miku stepping back to give her some space. Ranma went over a few steps away from their spot to make sure the blankets didn't get wet and prepared to change, only to shoot one last look at Miku.

"One last thing I need to tell you. Remember when I said the transformations weren't perfect? Well, that does apply to me as well, only mine's a bit weird. Because of Ki science and bio chemistry that I have no clue about, when I transform…"

Ranma then poured the water over her head, red changing to black and soft female features making way for sharper male ones as she transformed into a he, dick standing hard at attention.

"I get really horny."

Ranma stood there, letting Miku take in his true form, intentionally posing mirrored to earlier with his right hand on his hip and his left draping off to the side. The first thing Miku's eyes were drawn to was Ranma's slim chest, remembering how hard and strong it was when she leaned against it. While his pecks were lacking in bulk, they were tight and rippling with muscle, glistening from the hot water and sweat in the fire light, a light dusting of hair trailing from near each nipple and meeting in the middle. The trail of hair then traveled downwards across his abbs, a light six pack covering his stomach without protruding, and it along with his pelvic muscles creating a V shaped crease going right down to his rock-hard dick. His groin area had the same light brush of hair his female form had; however his balls were smooth, utterly devoid of hair with the skin almost wrinkle free as they hung below his dick. The shaft was full, large and appealing, but unintimidating as the veins on it bulged in an erotic form of art. The head was a beautiful bright red like an alluring upside-down tulip, clear fluid glistening in the fire light as it slowly leaked from his tip. Miku scanned over each of his four limbs, all of them just as tight and firm as the rest of him, before finally landing on his kind face, almost identical to his female form outside of being slightly sharper and his eyes a slightly darker blue. Ranma's pose exuded confidence, whatever nerves he'd had as a girl gone as he bathed in Miku's gaze, yet like before chose not to make a show of himself or hide, instead simply be himself.

When Miku had looked at him enough, she steeled herself. Taking a deep breath and shaking out her jitters, Miku moved back over to their blankets and lay there, head resting on a pillow as she presented herself to Ranma.

"O-ok, I-I'm ready. C-come have y-your way with me."

Ranma's smile dipped at her nervous tone, and as he walked forwards, he did so slowly.

"You sure? We still don't have to do this you know; sex curse be dammed I won't ask you to do this if you don't want to."

Miku forced a rough smile onto her face as Ranma looked down on her. "You're not the first guy I've had you know, or did you forget the part where I've done gang bangs."

She then winced slightly and her smile faded. "Granted, none of them felt good exactly, and it was more the sheer exoticness of a group of guys jerking it to one another while I was in the middle of them that really kept me going, but I've had my fair share of dicks before."

Clearly Ranma didn't like the answer as he kept standing there, making no moves to go down on her. Seeing this, Miku's lips turned down slightly as she began to grow frustrated, yet she was happy he was being concerned for her. Wracking her brain for a way to convince him to continue, Miku remembered one little detail from the start of their date.

"Ranma, remember when we were at the flower shop this morning and you picked a spring crocus to represent me?"

Ranma raised an eye curiously at her. "Yeah? What, you didn't like it?"

Miku was quick to shake her head at that. "No, I loved that, you chose a wonderful flower, but do you remember what you didn't choose?"

At Ranma's dawning look of realization, she knew he did. "Hibiscus, meaning delicate beauty, which would have implied that I was weak and fragile, and you didn't want to insult me by making that implication. Yet right now you're doing exactly that, treating me like I'm weak and fragile, refusing to fuck me as a guy when I'm openly asking for it because you're afraid of hurting me. I'm not weak Ranma. I may not be a martial artist, but I'm made of tough stuff, and I can handle your dick, so don't worry about me. Let me love all of you, not just the parts I like most."

Seeing the look of determination in Miku's eyes once again, realizing that by rejecting her he was stepping on her honor and pride, Ranma felt his respect for her growing. Knowing that she was that determined because she wanted to prove herself to him caused his heart to flutter in a way it never had before. In respect to that, Ranma quickly went on his hands and knees on top of her, effectively pinning her, and kissed her.

"Thank you." He said as their lips parted. "But promise me you'll tell me if it hurts, making love is horrible if either person isn't enjoying themselves."

"I promise." Miku said with a smile, and Ranma got to work.

Moving upwards so his dick was pressing up against her moist slit, Ranma slowly pushed inside, angling his dick so it rubbed on her clit the whole way in. Ranma closed his eyes and let out a loud sigh of pleasure in harmony with Miku's moan, both enjoying the feeling Ranma's hot shaft pushing its way into Miku's hot and wet pussy, stretching her out as she clenched around him. Eventually, Miku's breath hitched as Ranma's dick pressed right up against her womb, pushing it up just slightly so he could bottom out inside her.

"Fuuuuck, you are sooo tight Miku." Despite his earlier conviction, Ranma couldn't stop himself from slowly pumping into her, going back and forth at a steady calm pace as he kept dragging against her clit. Ranma continued like this for a little while, unable to hold the dam back any more than he was as his dick melted inside her, until a wet hiccup jolted him from his pleasure.

Looking down Ranma was greeted to the sight of Miku crying her eyes out, smiling wide as could be as her hands clenched the blankets. The moment their eyes met, Miku's hands reached up and hugged Ranma and she buried her wet face into his chest.

"T-this *hic* is the first time *hic* that I've felt so good *hic* while being so full. A-any t-time *hic* something bigger t-than a finger went in *hic* like a dick *hic* or a dildo, it a-always hu-hurt so much. M-mom loves b-big things, *hic* a-and so does Nabiki. I-I-I thought I'd never be able to fuck beside them and with them, but I can. With you, I can enjoy real sex. Thank you Ranma, I really, really love you!"

Miku's voice then devolved into a mess of moans, wet hiccups, and thankyous as she continued crying into his chest. Though caught off guard by the emotional outburst, and confused as to why she mentioned Nabiki and her mom, Ranma smiled down at her and began using a hand to stroke her hair as he continued pumping into her at this slow pace.

"Like I said earlier, some people prefer things slow and gentle, and you are definitely one of those people."

"And you were the first to actually realize it." Miku said into his chest. "No one, not even Miss Nabiki, realized what I needed. Everyone just wants to fuck hard and fast like you said, and in my work we don't have the luxury of having our customers do us slowly. That's what makes you special Ranma, you are a gentleman and a gentle man. Thank you."

She then gave Ranma's chest a hard kiss before giggling. "I would prefer to kiss you on the lips, but you're so tall that this will have to do."

Ranma smiled and kissed her on the top of the head in response, drawing another giggle from Miku before she let out another moan as Ranma pushed against her cervix.

From there, their sex was an interesting experience for Ranma. If asked, he would say it's similar to when, in girl form, she has a vibe inside hrt pussy set on low so there is always a dull buzz of sexual pleasure without pushing for an orgasm, only this was way better. Miku held onto him from below, arms hugging her top tightly against his chest as she kissed all over it, meanwhile her legs wrapped loosely around his butt as he slowly pumped his hips in and out of her at the speed that made her feel best (excellent core and hip training). Meanwhile, Ranma enjoyed a calming massage within her pussy, her very tight folds gripping him like a vice as they warmed him more than the fire beside them. Every so often she would grip him even tighter as she came, always accompanied with a pleasant sigh of delight.

It was when she had her third orgasm that things changed as, when she came off the high of that particular one, she looked up to his face with a sheepish look.

"I just realized, you probably aren't getting much out of this, are you."

"It's fine, honestly this is pretty fun for me. It's not really something I've done before, and I'm really enjoying seeing you enjoy it." Ranma replied with a chuckle.

Miku crooned at that, but didn't let it stop her as she rolled the two of them over so that she was now on top. "Sure, but the whole point of me doing this in the first place is to prove I could make you feel good in your male form. If I can't make you cum, then there was no real reason to do this in the first place. Now brace yourself, because I'm going to ride you like there's no tomorrow."

With that, Miku sat up so she was riding him cowgirl, took a deep breath to brace herself, and began pumping up and down as fast as she could go. Ranma began groaning almost instantly, what was once a tight, calming massage turned into a blast of pleasure as Miku squeezed down on him. His eyes went wide as he felt Miku bounce up and down on him, sliding easily from her wet juices as she gripped him like nothing else, her core like a furnace as he practically melted inside her. In no time at all he began to twitch inside her, groaning as his peak approached. His eyes then landed on Miku's face, and for a moment his concern returned a he saw her pain, but she quickly forced a smile onto her face and she put a finger to his lips.

"I'm not stopping until you fill me to the brim with your cum, so don't you dare hold back on me."

This declaration, accompanied by her moving even faster, pushed him over the edge. With a loud groan his dick exploded inside her, filling her womb with his seed as she refused to slow down her pumping for even a second. She kept on pumping with reckless abandon, her near vacuum seal around him holding all of the seed inside her until he finally stopped, shrinking down a small amount within her.

The moment she felt him do this, she collapsed onto his chest, the cum slowly leaking out of her while his softened slightly within her.

"So, was that good?"

Ranma smiled and hugged her tight. "That, was absolutely fucking amazing."

"I'm glad. Now, if you don't mind, I think I'm done for the night."

Ranma nodded, still horny but used to it. He pulled her up so they were face to face, popping his dick out of her pussy and letting the cum leak out, and they shared another kiss before lying next to each other.

"So, I guess I should bring you back home now huh?"

Miku snuggled in closer to him and shook her head. "I don't need to go home tonight. My parents aren't home and I can just grab my stuff on the way to school. Also, the date contract included optional overnight and morning care, so I'll bet you don't need to leave either. Plus, I really just want to stay here with you tonight."

Ranma thought about this for a moment before shrugging. "Eh, why not. They could probably do with spending a night without me, and I really do miss camping. And yeah, I really want to spend the night with you too."

They then settled in and got comfy, Ranma adding a few more logs to the fire so it would keep going for quite a while longer before they laid their heads and snuggled under the blanket. Before they went to sleep though, Miku had one more thing to talk about.

"Ranma, can I ask a favor?"

"Yeah sure, what's up?"

"Can, can you train me in martial arts?"

"Sure. You didn't strike me as the type to be interested, but I don't see why not."

Miku chuckled somewhat mournfully at that. "You're right, I'm not. Lots of people encouraged me to train at the Tendo Dojo, but fighting really isn't my thing. It's just… Earlier when you said I wasn't strong enough to hurt you, well, that kind of struck a chord with me. If I can't actually hurt you even trying as hard as I can, then how can I make you really feel good, you know. I don't like the feeling of having to try to hurt you to make you actually feel good. Sure, I still don't like fighting, but I just don't think there's any better option."

Ranma pondered this, nodding along to her words before speaking. "One of the teachers I trained with on my travels had a moto that he lived by. 'Kindness is not weakness, but proof of one's strength. It is those that are strong that can afford to show mercy.' You're someone that is really kind and gentle, but you need some form of strength in order to show it. So, training to fight is how you can gain the strength to be kind."

Miku nodded. "Exactly, I want to have the strength to help others without having to push myself beyond what I can do."

"Alright then. In that case, I'll make you two promises. First, I'm going to train you to be strong enough to help almost anyone that you meet, or at least to the point where you don't have to go all out in order to make me feel good. And second, I promise not to put you through the training my pops put me through."

Miku raised an eyebrow at the second comment, but didn't say anything beyond a simple 'thankyou' before snuggling up to him, adding one last comment.

"Also, I want to learn that Ki pocket thing so I can surprise people by pulling things out of MY cleavage."

Miles away, back at the Tendo Dojo, Akane and Nabiki were cleaning up after the ladies night Ping-Pong tournament. 'Ping-Pong queen Kasumi' won of course, and the moment everyone was gone she pulled Mom up to celebrate her victory in her bedroom, leaving Akane and Nabiki to clean up alone. This also came with a promise from the two younger Tendos to come up and join the celebration after they were done. The two had more on their minds than just cleaning and the post tournament celebration though.

As Akane finished folding up the last of the chairs and putting it on the rack, Nabiki stormed back into the room with an angry look on her face.

"She won't pick up anywhere! I've tried her house twice, both the club and the restaurant they were at earlier, and she won't even pick up her cell phone! Not even Kikuko or Ryonami have any idea where either of them are! Grahh!"

Akane watched as Nabiki angrily paced around the room, completely ignoring the mess that was left to clean up. Recognizing this anger as a mask, Akane decided she needed to calm down her sister, and decided to do so in the best way she knew how. Slipping behind her as she was turning, Akane slipped a hand into Nabiki's skin tight sport shorts and rubbed her clit, her other hand coming up to her bare chest and massaging one of her tits. The affect was immediate as Nabiki moaned and leaned against her, her saturated shorts beginning to drip.

"Now now, calm down Nabi, you need to control your anger. Remember, it's harder to see the big picture when you're angry, and it's easier to make dumb decisions, you taught me that. Now, why don't you let lil sis Kane calm you down."

Nabiki's response was another moan as one of her hand's came up and began massaging her other breast. Akane smiled at that response, biting her neck and shoving two fingers deep into Nabiki's pussy which she began pumping at high speeds, a wet slapping sound coming from them. At the same time, she rubbed Nabiki's clit against the fabric of her shorts, the rough wet cloth causing a unique sensation that sent shivers down Nabiki's spine. Akane began instinctively humping at Nabiki's ass as a trail of her juices flowed down from her own saturated shorts, her arousal growing as she listened to her sister's sexy moans. She began rubbing her hard nipples against Nabiki's back, causing them to tingle as she began moving her fingers even faster, and soon Nabiki's moans of pleasure transformed into orgasmic cries and her pussy clenched around Akane's fingers. Nabiki shivered against Akane as she rode her orgasm, Akane biting her lip as the shivering stimulated her nipples, before Nabiki relaxed and fully slumped against her.

"Fuck Kane. Thanks, I needed that."

"Any time."

Nabiki then chuckled as she regained her footing. "Though, if I recall, you still haven't learned that lesson Miss short temper."

Akane's look turned sour at that.

"You do realize my hand is still between your legs right?" She said flatly, but Nabiki simply laughed at the implied threat.

"Yeah, and you love what's down there too much to hurt it."

Akane pouted and removed her hands, allowing Nabiki to step away and turn to her, and get kicked in the shin.

"Gah!"

"You earned that." Akane said flatly.

"Alright, fair." Nabiki said as she sat down and massaged her shin. "Can we get back to trying to figure out what happened to Ranma and Miku now?"

Akane rolled her eyes at her sister and sat down next to her, wrapping her arms around Nabiki and leaning her head against her shoulder, one hand going down to her own pussy. "Alright. So, Miku isn't answering your calls, and no one we think should know where they are, do know where they are. What kind of date is it supposed to be?"

Nabiki sighed, one of her hands going between Akane's legs, earning her a happy moan. "The contract was pretty open ended. It said to let Ranma take the lead on things, that she had permission to use an unlimited card, and that she was supposed to be cute and delicate around him, which Miku is best at. Outside of that there really wasn't much to go off of other than that Ranma does not know it's a paid for date, and it's supposed to stay that way."

"Mmmmmm. Ok, what about overnight stuff, any hints there?"

"No. I left in that overnight and morning care was optional, but if they were spending the night together they would have either gone to Miku's place, or one of the club associated hotels. They definitely aren't at Miku's place, and Kikuko said they aren't at any of the hotels."

Akane frowned and both sisters began to think about the possibilities when Akane suddenly paled and took her and Nabiki's hands out of her pussy. Turning to Nabiki with a very worried look, Akane said one word.

"Kodachi?"

Nabiki shivered and aggressively shook her head. "NO, it's not her. She doesn't know about Ranma yet, I've made sure of that, and she refuses to touch Miku, saying she's 'too delicate' to get involved. Whatever the reason they're missing is, it's not Kodachi."

Akane nodded, trusting her sister's words, and the pair went back to thinking, and masturbating Akane. After a few minutes, Nabiki said something under her breath, almost too quiet for Akane to hear even leaning against her.

"What if they eloped?"

That put a halt to Akane's thoughts, and she turned to Nabiki in surprise and confusion. Seeing this, Nabiki began to explain, her voice weak and fearful.

"I chose Miku because I thought she would be his type, someone that I thought he couldn't say no to going out on a date with, and then he almost did but I pushed him too anyways. What if I was right about her being his type and he fell for her and decided to leave us for her?"

Akane shook her head aggressively, pulling the hands out of her pants again. "No, there's no way. Even if he did like her, she would never go for him. She's a hard-core lesbian with a crush on you and her mother, there's no way she'd go for a man like Ranma."

This did not encourage Nabiki as the girl shook her head and tears welled up in her eyes as she continued. "Normally sure, but the way I had to convince Ranma to go on the date in the first place was by telling him Miku had trouble dealing with guys. He made it his mission to give her the best date possible so she could feel good around guys again, even refusing to take advice from me. What if his plan worked, what if she fell for him because of it, and he fell for her because she is his type? What if I ruined everything for us with this stupid plan of mine?"

Nabiki brought her knees up and curled into a ball, tears streaming down her legs. "It's all my fault, Ranma ran away and it's all my fault."

Akane was quick to move in and hug her sister, stoking her hair as she spoke in a soft happy voice. "Hey, relax, now you're over thinking this. Ranma and Miku probably just lost track of time or something wandering around randomly, or they just went camping or something and didn't bring Miku's phone. Besides, I heard that conversation too. Ranma was serious about the whole honor stuff, he would never abandon his fiancée, and that means he would never abandon us, in love with someone else or not."

Akane then attempted to pull Nabiki up into a standing position by her shoulders, but Nabiki held her position, meaning Akane was instead carrying a ball form Nabiki. Akane adapted quickly and instead began cradling her in her arms as she walked out of the dojo.

"Tell you what, why don't we leave this till tomorrow. Whatever happened, Ranma's almost certainly going to be at school tomorrow so we can ask him then, all we can do tonight is guess about it. Let's just put this thought aside for tonight and come at this with a fresh start tomorrow, that's also something you taught me. Besides, Mom and Sumi are probably still waiting for us to join them, and we don't want to keep them waiting too long. Besides, I don't know about you but I am more than ready for another family orgy."

Nabiki test 1: Must unknowingly go on a fake date and either figure out that it's fake, or make it real: Passed.

Key change in circumstance: Seeing Akane struggle under the weight of popularity, Nabiki created a dating service to help ease her load. The service was successful, eventually, but the taking the pressure off Akane was not.

Well, that was quite the chapter. This is an example of a story more or less writing itself and going off the rails. For one, the Akane homework thing just kinda happened. For two, that whole thing with Miku really took an unexpected turn. Originally, she was just supposed to fall in love with Ranma and have that be that, become a side member of his harem that occasionally made cameo appearances. As I was writing though, I kept thinking back to why my Ranma is different from cannon, and how he would react to someone like Miku. At the same time, the whole point was Miku falling in love with him, and I knew I had to write her falling properly, and have her react how her character would. I have a vague idea what I want to do with the story, how each character will be introduced ect. But after this chapter, I'm really going to have to figure out where Miku fits in with my whole plan. No questions asked though, after writing this one I have far more respect for people who write for a living, and I have probably hit my length limit for one-month chapters because the first draft for this one nearly killed me. Then again, I also have bad sleeping habits in general, and I'm still struggling with making first drafts in the first place, so I'm probably not done pushing just yet.

Also, apologies to anyone who knows the meanings of flowers if I got anything wrong, I just looked it up online. And yes, I know Naruto wasn't out during the time Ranma is set in, but it was what came to mind, and I'm playing it fast and loose with the time period.

Moving on to our mini character analysis time, we are naturally looking at Ryoga.

Despite what my portrayal of him here may imply, I really like Ryoga. To start off with a hot take here, he is arguably more talented a martial artist than Ranma. They probably started training around a similar age, but Ranma had teachers all throughout his training. If it wasn't his dad, it was some master Genma took Ranma to learn from. Ryoga on the other hand is implied to be entirely self-taught, with the exception of special moves like the breaking point. Despite this, Ryoga is consistently portrayed as on a similar level to Ranma. Moving on to his character proper, despite his temper, he is by far the most reasonable of Ranma's rivals. His initial reasoning for hunting down Ranma is technically valid as it was Ranma who knocked him into the spring, albeit accidentally and Ryoga had no business being there in the first place. As for the rest, most of the time he attacks him in response to something Akane told P-chan. While we as viewers know the reason is utter BS each time, it makes sense if you look at them from his perspective. Here he is, listening to his crush who has never been anything but nice to him (for some reason), talk about how horrible Ranma was being, someone who he already has strong animosity towards. He would never think to listen to the other side of the story, because he was never given reason to belive Akane's side would be anything but honest. Outside of that, he's the only rival to really respect Ranma, as well as side with him willingly. Those rare times he did double cross him were either simple and inconsequential, or struck me as out of character. As for how I've seen the fandom treat him, for the most part he's well liked. The dude probably has the biggest spectrum of interpretations of his personality, not counting jokes or total reimaginings like my Kasumi. Honestly not much more to say about how I've seen him recived beyond that.