-AN

Decided on this little one shot while I was thinking about the and relationship between Ranma and Akane a while ago. Only now getting to putting it on 'paper'. Lemon content ahead, you've been warned.

- Story Start -

If was a warn evening that found the Tendo home full and just getting ready to settle in for dinner. Already Genma and Ranma were fighting over each other's food while Soun ignored both and Nabiki leaned away from them in disgust. It was Kasumi however who leaned over and refilled her father's tea that started the conversation of the night, "Oh, Ranma-kun, that nice Shampoo tried to stop by earlier, left behind some ramen for you." Kasumi always got a kick out of the spunky Chinese girl, she was always so bubbly when she visited.

"Ugh, of course that floozy showed up, I don't know why you don't tell her off and to leave you alone." Akane seemed surely as usual and it may have been because Kasumi declined her help in the kitchen that night. Not that anyone was going to ask lest they risk a mount Akane eruption.

"I mean, she can cook really well, unlike a certain thick chick I know." Foot meet mouth.

Everyone was already leaning away and holding their plates as the vengeful mallet had already sailed through the space of where Ranma used to be. They could already where a faint cry of "Why meeeee!?" As Ranma's body disappeared into the distance.

"Stupid jerk." Huffing and crossing her arms, Akane felt very proud of herself for her faster than normal pervert basing.

"Well that wasn't very nice imouto. You promised no more malleting at the table. Now you need to go get Ranma-kun." Kasumi wasn't exactly frowning, but she was making Akane feel like she had committed a great sin. Which, considering she did promise her older sister that she wouldn't disrupt dinner anymore with her mallet, she might as well have.

Groaning and standing, Akane nodded, "Fiiiine, I'll go get the pervert. Save my food from uncle please."

Across from her and arming herself with a spray bottle, Nabiki nonchalantly waved her sister away, "Got you covered sis, if uncle Genma makes a move he get's pandafied." Glaring at the glutton, Nabiki made a motion with the bottle that forced the older man to reconsider snatching the unattended food.

Already at the front door and tapping on her shoes, Akane had a slight grin on her face as she bid her older sister goodbye before jogging out into the humid night. Her journey was already determined since she had gotten plenty of practice with her mallet due to Ranma's mouth, so on she went towards Furikan high where if her swing was as good as she thought her errant fiance should have landed. Shorts swishing in the wind and tank top damp with sweat, Akane was already over this heat. Fall couldn't come fast enough in her opinion and she shuffled her steps for a moment before hopping up and over the dividing wall of the high school fence. From there she moved through the trees surrounding the school yard and navigated her way to the one place she was becoming very familiar with recently. The sports equipment shed was already open, a suspicious looking hole in it's roof. Peeking inside and not seeing a Ranma shaped crater, Akane frowned, "Now where is that baka?"

Strong hands had her by the sides as she was pulled back into a well formed chest. One came up to gently angle up her chin and brought her into a soul searing kiss that seemed to last a small eternity. Moaning in response and turning fully to embrace her attacker, Akane moaned out loud as the kiss ended but now hot lips and a very talented tongue trailed along her neck and up to her ear, "What was that about a baka?"

Seeing Ranma was in a cheeky mood, Akane gripped onto his shoulders as he continued to tease her, "Shut up. And do you really have to keep harping on my cooking like thaaatt?" His hands were already inside her shirt and teasing puffy nipples while his mouth was now going to work nibbling on her other ear.

Chuckling and biting down on an earlobe, earning a squeal in return, Ranma shook his head, "You know I don't mean it. You've gotten better."

"Uh huh. And the thick chick remark?" As Ranma's hands left her chest to cup her thighs so he could pick her up, Akane moaned again as while she automatically wrapped her legs around him her core rubbed against his own blazing heat.

"Who said anything about you being thick a bad thing?" Now more at the same eye level, Ranma stole another searing kiss from his fiancee while she ground herself into him. His hands messaged and held her tightly while her own hands where working on the tie for his own shorts.

"We don't have a whole lot of time." Breathless now as she freed his hardened member from his shorts, she pulled her own shorts and panties aside before lowering herself on him much to their unified bliss. The sensation of fullness completed something inside of her, and she moaned as he began moving right away. The heat both from him and the night air already plastering her hair to her face with sweat.

"Maybe we could make an excuse soon, say I'm going on a training trip." Slowing down slightly in order to adjust himself to her wet heat, Ranma could complain about a lot in his life, but this woman in his arms honestly wasn't one of them. "You know what the dads'll do. Claim I need to take my darling fiance along and train with you." One hand now holding onto her backside, the other was pulling down her top so he could tease a hard nipple with his teeth and mouth.

Moaning as the rhythm had her bouncing on the boy she'd come to love, Akane nodded and fisted her hands into his hair unable to vocalize a response. Ever since the Saffron incident, things had changed between them. At first, she was going to pretend she hadn't heard him profess his love for her, eager to have him say it to her face insead. But, seeing as how he had quiet literally killed a god for her, well, she decided to own up to her own feelings. They'd both agreed that they had to keep things secret until they figured out how to settle all of the fiance disputes. But for now, much to her delight, they could have these secret trysts when they could. Feeling herself orgasm slightly and bear down on the man inside her, Akane had to admit that being a pervert wasn't so bad.

Having to pump just that much harder, working the girl into a proper full strength orgasm and feeling her gushing fluids along his shaft, Ranma marveled at the change between them. Never in a million years before would he have believed Akane of all people would be dragging him into secluded places for a quickie or three. Biting down and sucking on the only sort of safe place on her body, Ranma left a nice little bruise on her left nipple while picking up the pace, "Jeez 'Kane, gonna cum soon." And he was. Between her heat and the delicious moans she was putting directly in his ear there was nothing short of kami that was gonna interrupt them in these next few seconds.

Wrapping her legs and arms tighter around him, she squeezed for all she was worth. Making direct eye contact with him through lidded eyes, she smile through her haze of pleasure, "It's safe, go ahead, fill me up. Fill me. I wanna feel it!"

Obliging the short haired girl, Ranma slammed his hips into hers and finally came as hard as he could, white stars exploding behind his closed eyes. Further egged on by Akane's own constricting velvet walls, Ranma had to take a few shuddering breaths as his legs nearly buckled. For the next minute, there was no noise outside of their labored breathing and the shifting of the trees above them in the light breeze. Reluctantly however, Ranma had to let the girl down, who had to lean back against a nearby tree in order to steady herself, a trail of their mixed juices running down her inner thighs.

"Jeez you dunce, how backed up were you?" Catching her breath and being amazed at just how much he had pumped inside of her, she could still feel his residual heat.

"It's your fault for being so sexy, it's a compliment." And he meant it to. He had a hard time vocalizing exactly what he meant in normal circumstances, but here between them, he seemed to not have the same issue. Whipping a cloth from his stuff space, he handed it over to Akane who began wiping herself down. "Sure we don't have time for another round? I still want you." He was already imagining her bent over against the tree with her shorts around her ankles. He had to fight off an already returning erection with all his willpower.

Shuddering at the tone he used, Akane had to suppress the pleasant shudder that hit her core. "Ugh, don't do that. You know we can't." Cleaning herself up as best she could before rearranging her clothes, she handed back the cloth that quickly disappeared. "We'll just have to wait for your training trip. And hope Nabiki doesn't sell us out to everyone and their mother."

Nodding Ranma turned to lead the way home, "Fat chance of that." Leaning back to give a quick kiss the the young woman he was in love with, Ranma grinned, "For finally listening to me, for once."

Blushing, but shyly threading her hand into his Akane nodded, "Yeah well. If you weren't such a block head from the start, maybe we could have gotten here sooner."

"Block head? Who's the one that walked in on me naked again?"

"I thought you were a girl, girls bathe together all the time!"

As the couple bickered and joked on their way home, slowly getting back into character before reaching the house, they both knew that they were happy with the changes they had gone through. Sure they could have done without some of the extra drama and the headaches. But if it lead to the happiness they now both had, well maybe it wasn't so horrible in the end.

-AN

Some part of me actually really likes the canon Ranma/Akane no matter how much I also like Ranma with both of the other Tendo sisters and Shampoo specifically. But I think these two do well with each other considering all the drama. This is however, only meant to be a one-shot. No plans yet to make this a bigger thing.