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Blind Date	By : PurseMonger Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 8567 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"No, no, no. No. No!" Akane muttered as she went through her closet pulling out and rejecting shirt after shirt.

She looked around her room at the piles of clothing littering her normally tidy room.

"Why can't I find something to wear?!" she exclaimed to herself in frustration as she threw her arms in the air.

She liked all her clothes, she had picked them out herself, after all. Well, other than that hideous sweater her father had given her for Christmas but she had buried that far in the corner of the closet waiting to be added into the pile for donation. So why was it so hard for her to find something right?

Before she could spiral further down the rabbit hole a series of beeps from her laptop grabbed her attention. She pushed her chair back and sat down as she clicked on the Skype program. Almost instantly an image of her middle sister popped onto her screen. Nabiki had not changed much since she left home, the only difference being that her face – framed in the same blunt bob she had since high school – had lost some of the baby fat.

"Hi, Nabiki! How you're doing?"

"Good." Always observant, the middle Tendo tilted her head to the side as she tried to view her sister's room. "Move your head to the side, will you?"

Perplexed, Akane moved out of view of the camera. Nabiki had a good look at the disaster that was her sister's normally neat room.

"What happened? Were we robbed?" the middle Tendo asked with an eyebrow quirked.

Popping back into the screen, the blue-haired girl asked, "Robbed? Why would you think that?"

"Well, someone obviously ransacked your room."

"Oh, that. No, I'm just trying to find something to wear."

"Why, you got a big date?"

"Actually, yes."

"Well, well. Little Akane actually fussing for a date? The guy must be something special. Do tell."

"Daddy set us up on a blind date. Let's just say it didn't go well. We've kinda been forced to hang out with each since because his friend is dating Ukyo and, well, we decided to give it another shot."

"So one of Daddy's blind dates actually worked, huh? Don't tell him or it may go to his head."

"Still bitter about that French guy he tried to set you up with in high school?"

"You would be too if you had to sit across from that moron for an entire dinner. He had horrible table manners; he literally licked his plate," the middle Tendo said with disdain. "So, what's the problem, why are you having such a problem finding what to wear?"

"Because I don't know where we're going! He asked me out to dinner last week but called me a few days ago to change plans. He's picking me up at 2 o'clock."

"Why didn't you just ask him where he was taking you?"

"I did but he just said it was a surprise and to wear something comfortable."

"And you want to be comfortable but you want to look cute at the same time because it's a first date, right?"

"Exactly!"

Nabiki, always quick on her feet, thought over the situation quickly.

"Is there a festival going on right now?"

"Yes, the Tanabata festival is this weekend."

"He's probably taking you there, which is why he's picking you up so early."

Akane slumped in her chair. "Why didn't I think of that?"

"Because you were too excited about your date?"

"I guess. So should I pull out a yukata?"

Nabiki shook her head.

"No. On the off chance I'm wrong, you don't want to stand out or be wearing the wrong clothes."

"Okay, then what do I wear?"

The middle Tendo tapped her chin with her index finger as she thought. The process would have been easier had she still been living at home and more familiar with her sister's closet from 'borrowing' her things. Nabiki smirked as the answer came to her.

"How about that high-low dress that I sent you for your birthday?"

"The floral one with all the straps?"

"Yeah. The hemline makes the dress both casual and dressy, the straps make it sexy, and the material should hug your curves well."

"What do I wear it with?"

"A pair of strappy sandals and bring a denim jacket if you get cold. Oh, and don't bring a purse. Just put some essentials in a wristlet."

"I think that'll work."

Akane leaned back with a smile on her face as she thought over the outfit. Her sister had always been somewhat of a fashion maven. She looked at the corner of her screen and noticed the time and realized that she had to start getting dressed if she wanted to be ready in time.

"Thanks, Nabiki! I gotta go get ready now."

"Okay. But one other thing, don't try to wear a bra under that dress, it won't work. Oh and you should skip the panties too. I'm sure he'll appreciate it if the night goes well," Nabiki said with her trademark smirk on her face.

Akane only laughed and shook her head in amusement.

"Bye sis! Thanks for the help and call Dad, he worries."

"Bye." Nabiki said with a finger wave.

The blue-haired girl ended the Skype call and sat there with a grin. Despite the fact that they used to fight a lot, and had very little in common, she really missed her sister. Now that they were no longer living in the same house, their relationship was a good one. They may never be as close as Akane wanted but now they were at least friends.

Pushing back from her desk, she went to her closet to find her dress, denim jacket, and black wristlet before she went to her bureau. She reached inside and pulled out a pair of panties. Walking away she paused as she thought of over her sisters words.

What if the date went well?

She bit her lip before returning to her bureau, tossed the panties she had in her hand back inside, before she rummaged through the drawer. She rejected a few options before she pulled out a pair of blue lacey tanga style panties that would be comfortable, keep her from having a visible panty line, and be sexy at the same time.

After getting dressed, Akane stood in front of the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. The outfit was casual enough for a day date but still dressy enough if the date went into the evening, and sexy enough to keep Ranma's eyes on her all day.

Score one for Nabiki.

She grabbed her wristlet and transferred her ID, her subway card, some cash, and a credit card inside. She grabbed her lipgloss and reapplied a light layer before putting it and her phone inside the small wristlet.

Akane smiled when she thought of seeing Ranma. With their schedules, she had not seen him since the beach but they had talked every day, either on the phone, IM, or through text.

She was a little nervous about the date. She wanted it to go well so badly that she was afraid she was jinxing herself. They had spent a lot of time together but always around other people. It was different on a date when they had only each other for company.

But she couldn't deny she was looking forward to it. She had been daydreaming about it all week and she felt like a giddy teenager.

Ranma looked through his closet and picked out a simple t-shirt and dark jeans, putting them on quickly before he ran a brush through his freshly washed hair before braiding it in his normal style. He looked in the mirror satisfied with his appearance. He knew he looked good - he always did - but he still wasn't sure of himself.

He sighed and shook his head. There wasn't much he could do about it now but he was still second guessing his decision on where to go on his date with Akane.

It was all his Ranko's fault.

"So, you finally asked Akane out, huh?" the redhead asked her brother.

It was the morning after their day at the beach and she had let herself into his room with a perfunctory knock.

"Shhh," he hissed back.

He walked to the door and stuck his head out, looking left and right into the hallway, relieved that his parents were not within earshot. He closed the door and turned around to look at his sister.

"Yeah, I asked her out."

"About damn time. So where are you taking her?"

"To dinner."

"Let me guess, someplace quiet, with candle light and some good wine, where you can romance her before taking her back to your place?"

Ranma eyed his sister warily.

"Yeah, something like that." Exactly like that. "How did you know?"

"Because that's your standard isn't it? Wine and dine them before you bed them."

"I don't even want to know how you know that."

"You're not as mysterious as you think."

Ranko shook her head.

"I'm disappointed in you."

"Why?"

"Because I thought you cared for Akane."

"I do."

"Then why are you treating her like those hos you usually date? If all you wanted to do was fu…"

"That's not it!" he interrupted not really wanting to talk about that with his little sister. "But what else am I gonna do with her on a first date? Dinner is kinda standard, isn't it?"

"If you think she only deserves your 'standard' then go ahead."

He had brushed off the conversation after it happened but then her words had left a small seed of doubt in the back of his mind. By the middle of the week he was no longer certain dinner was the right move because his sister was right; dinner and sex was the standard date for him. For once sex wasn't the only thing he wanted, although he couldn't deny that he did want Akane. Bad.

It was then that he had come up with what he thought a great date. He only hoped that she would enjoy it since it was too late for him to change their plans now.

He put his wallet, keys, and cell phone in his pockets and headed out the door.

Ranma walked to the entrance gate of the Tendo property and rang on the doorbell.

Inside, Akane smiled, surprised and pleased at his promptness. She slipped on her sandals and left the main house, glad that her father had gone out for the afternoon. She hadn't told him about her date with Ranma. She didn't want to get his hopes up in case the date went badly but mostly she didn't want to deal with his meddling.

When the outer gate opened Ranma's eyes widened when he got a look at Akane. Her dress was made of a thin material in a blue floral that hugged her curvy body. The front dipped low, giving him a view of her wonderful breasts and the front of her dress was short, giving him a glimpse of the legs that he loved. She had a wide smile on her face and a slight twinkle in her eye.

She looked perfect.

The blue-haired girl didn't miss the appreciative look in his eyes or the way his eyes trailed over her body. When his eyes finally landed back on her face, she gave him a shy smile, silently thanking her sister for her help.

"Wow. You look great, 'kane," he said after he took another appraising look at her.

"Thanks," she said, her smile going wide and flirtatious, making his stomach flip.

She turned to close and lock the gate and his eyes widened again. The back of her dress was nothing more than a series of straps, the bottom starting just above the curve of her butt, most of her back was left bare. His hand twitched with the urge to touch her incredibly smooth skin again. He swallowed hard when he realized there was no way she was wearing a bra. By the time she turned around he had composed himself and his cool demeanor was back in place.

"So where are we going?" Akane asked as they followed Ranma's lead.

"The Tenabata Festival. I thought it'd be fun to play some of the games and the festival food is always pretty good. We could do something else if that doesn't sound good to you."

"No, that sounds great," she said with a smile.

Another score for Nabiki.

"Bamboo stems! Get your bamboo stems! Young man, buy one and write your name and your girl's name on it. Any man and woman who attach their names to the leaves are destined to me married, or so the legend says!" a man dressed in a blue yukata yelled as he waved them forward.

"Ummm…" Ranma muttered awkwardly.

Marriage discussions on a first, well technically second, date seemed to be putting the carriage in front of the horse.

"Why don't we go in this direction?" Akane asked, pointing away from the salesman and pretending she hadn't heard him.

She too knew it was too early to even mutter the word marriage.

"Great idea," the pigtailed man said, grateful for the out.

"See 3000 year old cursed Chinese scroll!" a man yelled as he tried to get people to come in to his little mobile theatre.

"What do you think?" Ranma asked looking at his date.

"Ooh, that sounds like fun!"

Inside, they found a small stage with some benches surrounding it. There were people seated around the front so the pair decided to sit down in the back. An old man dressed in Chinese robes came out and bowed to the crowd.

In a low mysterious voice that was heavily accented, he began, "These three scrolls you about to see are truly most terrifying on Earth! The first one, my grandfather die one year after finishing!"

The man motioned to the right and a scroll unfurled. On it was a depiction of a beast with the head of a dragon, it's long horns and fangs prominent as it stood on a bed of skulls. What was truly ominous about the creature was the eyes that seemed to stare directly at the viewer.

The crowd murmured silently in awe at the picture.

"Second one, my father die three year after finishing," the Chinese man said after a moment, bringing the crowd's attention back to him.

He moved and another scroll unfurled. On it was an oni with long flowing hair and the body of a spider, his tongue outstretched as if to lick an unsuspecting foe as great hairy spiders seem to move around him with each sway of the parchment.

"Oh! How horrible!" a woman gasped as she burrowed closer to her date.

Akane put her hand over her mouth, trying to stifle a giggle. Noticing it, Ranma turned to her.

"You don't think they're scary?"

She shook her head in mirth at the others' responses.

"They're ugly but cursed?" she whispered back and shrugged her shoulders.

"But look at all those spooooky spiders," he said in a low voice as he wiggled his fingers.

"Spiders have never scared me."

"Even the thought of them running up your neck?" he asked and wiggled his fingertips up and down the nape of her neck.

Akane yelped in surprise before she giggled at the sensation and swatted his hand away. Around them a few people turned to look at them curiously. The Chinese man on stage narrowed his eyes at them, causing the blue-haired woman to duck, trying to hide herself. Ranma only stared back blandly. The Chinese man cackled evilly, drawing the crowd's attention back to him.

"You see nothing yet!" He unveiled another scroll that was equally dark in theme.

"Still not scared?" Ranma asked.

"No," she said with an eye roll.

Ranma smirked as he brought his hand to her neck and wiggled his fingers over her neck again. Akane smothered a laugh as she elbowed him in the side. They both laughed at the reactions of the crowd as another scroll came down.

"3000 year accursed magic behind this scroll, painted with accursed brush on accursed vellum, making accursed art. My most accursed scroll," the man on stage said dramatically.

Shoulders shaking, Akane could barely control her laughter as she looked at the most ridiculous painting she had ever seen.

"What is it?" Ranma blurted out loudly for everyone to hear.

The blue-haired woman put her hands over her mouth to muffle her laughter.

Affronted, the man answered shortly, "It Panda. What you think?"

Ranma tilted his head to the side and squinted at it, "Is it a girl panda?"

The crowd tittered at the comment.

"You can't tell by look?" the Chinese man asked with a growl as he glared at the pig-tailed man.

Ranma was about to retort when Akane grabbed him by the hand and rushed out the back. When they got outside she released him and laughed loudly as she wiped a tear from her eye.

"The only thing that cursed that last painting was bad taste," Ranma said dryly, which had Akane giggling again.

"Yeah it was really bad. But you shouldn't have said anything. That poor man looked so insulted."

"Hey, it's not my fault he can't draw. Besides, it made you laugh, didn't it?" he said with a smirk that had her blushing.

Snacks in hand, the pair walked amongst some of the carnival games. They stopped occasionally to watch people play.

"Come and win a fish for your lady!" the man called to Ranma and waved him over.

"You want a pet fish?" the pig-tailed man asked curiously.

"Sure! I've always wanted a pet," she said with a smile.

"Okay, then, I'm getting you a fish." They walked over to one of the men and he asked, "How much?"

"Only 100 yen a try," the man said with a devious grin.

Ranma paid and was handed a small round wire piece holding a mesh fishing net. He took it and sat in front of a small glass tank that contained a dozen or so goldish. With his hand hovering above the tank, he waited until a fish swam close to the top and quickly brought the net down into the water. He pulled out his hand triumphantly and looked down at…

Nothing.

"Hey, the net on this thing is broken!"

"Oh, it is? Well, here's another net," the man said in an oily voice. When Ranma reached out for it, he added, "only 100 more yen."

"What? That's ridiculous. Let's go," Akane said in a disgusted voice.

Ranma and the man had a short staring contest, the salesman all but daring him to continue.

"Nah. I've got this," the pigtailed man replied cockily, confident in his skills.

2,000 yen later, Ranma proudly presented Akane with a plastic bag containing his prized goldfish.

"See? I told you I could do it!" he said proudly.

Yes, and you only spent 20,000 yen on a fish that cost 100, she thought to herself in amusement. Out loud she said, "Thank you," as she took the bag. She looked into the bag and smiled at the wide eyed fish. "I think I'm going to name him F-Chan!"

"F-chan?"

"Yeah, F for Fish and Chan for cute!"

"Sounds great."

They both turned to leave but were stopped when they noticed a little boy crying as he held onto a broken net. Akane walked over the boy and kneeled down until she was at eye level with him.

"What's wrong?" she asked kindly.

"Mm-yy nnet bwoke!" he cried as he knuckled his eyes.

"You can always try again," Akane said.

"I've," sniff, "got no more," sniff, "money," he said with a pout.

Akane looked up and made eye contact with Ranma. Understanding the look she was giving him, he sighed but nodded nonetheless.

"Well, how would you like this little guy?" she asked the little boy as she held up the plastic bag.

The little boy looked up in wonder as his tears dried up.

"Really?" he asked as he eyed the fish.

"Really," she said and handed him the bag.

"Thank you!" he said with a wide smile before he ran off yelling, "Mommy! Guess what I have!"

Standing up, Akane smiled as she watched him go.

"I hope you don't mind," she said to Ranma.

"Not at all."

In fact he thought it really sweet that she wanted to make the little boy happy. They walked away and Ranma lead her in another direction.

"Besides, we can always get you something else. There's a coin toss game over there where you can win stuffed animals." They reached the booth and he asked, "So which one do you like?"

She looked around and smiled when one in particular caught her eye.

"That little black pig is cute," she said pointing to one near the bottom of the display.

"Okay. Let me guess, you're gonna name him P-Chan?"

"Yup!" she said with a wide smile.

Ranma couldn't help be a little jealous of the little black pig as Akane gave it a kiss on the snout and snuggled it to her chest. He tried not to stare as the motion pushed her breasts up slightly.

"What do you want to do next?" she asked him.

He nodded across the way and said, "The Tunnel of Cursed Love, it's a haunted house."

"Oh. I hate those things!"

"Why?"

"I get totally scared."

"But you were okay when we went to look at the scrolls."

"Yes, but that's just a picture. In haunted houses, people jump out at you and things pop up. I jump every time; it's embarrassing. I'd be totally hanging on you the entire time." She smiled at him slyly and looked at him under hooded eyes. "Unless that's what you wanted."

That's exactly what he was thinking. "That doesn't sound so bad," he said with a small smile, his eyes twinkling.

She stepped closer to him and gave him a flirty smile of her own.

"I don't need an excuse for that," she said before she stood up on her tippy toes and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks again for the fish," she said before she placed a light kiss on his lips.

The kiss was somehow sweet and erotic at the same time. A promise of more. A shiver ran up Ranma's spine.

"And thanks for the pig," she said lowly before slipping her hand into his.

"What do you want to do now?" Ranma asked as the day turned into dusk.

"Well, I'm getting kinda tired of walking around," Akane said.

They had spent hours exploring the festival and playing various games, all the while holding hands. Normally the pig-tailed man hated it when the girls he was with became clingy with their PDA but with the blue-haired girl, he was surprised he enjoyed it.

Akane had the best time with Ranma. They spent most of their date talking and laughing. She loved the way he touched her, so casually yet intimately. He'd put his hand at the small of her back and ran his hand gently along her back as he pulled away. He'd draw small circles on her hands with his thumb while they walked. He would reach up and tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. They had a fun time but her feet were starting to hurt; sandals while cute, weren't supportive.

"Oh. Do you want me to take you home?" the pig-tailed man asked in disappointment. He had not wanted to end their date so early.

"No. I just want to sit for a little while, if that's okay. My feet are starting to hurt."

Relieved that the day wasn't going to end, Ranma thought over the possibilities. It was nearing dinner so they could go somewhere to eat but as they had been grazing all day, he wasn't particularly hungry and he doubted she was either.

"We can go and watch a movie?" He suggested. Another idea popped into his mind and he thought it over for a second, not sure whether he was being too forward but then decided to just go for it. "Or we could go back to my place and watch something on Netflix."

"Your place it is."

It took a while but they ended up picking an old Jackie Chan movie, something they had both seen numerous time. It turned out that they were both into action movies as long as it featured martial arts. Jackie Chan was a favorite for them both since his fight scenes were always imaginative and fun.

The movie went ignored as the pair was wrapped up in each other.

After putting the remote on the coffee table, Ranma sat down with his arm over the back of the couch. It pleased him when she leaned into him immediately and snuggled into his side, her hand placed lightly on his stomach. He moved his hand to her bare shoulder and massaged it gently.

Akane closed her eyes at the sensation. She had never been so turned on by such simple touches before. Her entire body seemed to tingle and she felt the pull of desire build in her belly. Her hand clenched his shirt before relaxing as she let it roam over the abs underneath.

She wanted him.

Ranma was surprised when she suddenly moved away from him. He wondered briefly if he did something wrong. He gave her a confused look when she stood before him and was completely surprised when she put her knees on either of side of his hips before she lowered herself on top of him. She put her hands on his chest and moved them slowly up to his shoulders and neck before she cupped his face gently. She lowered her face to his slowly, as if to give him time to tell her to stop. Like that would ever happen.

She placed a light kiss on the right corner of his mouth, then the left, before she kissed him gently on the lips. Akane pulled back slightly to see his head angled back, his eyes closed just as she felt his hands move to her hips. She leaned in and nipped the bottom of his lip between her teeth.

She was teasing him and he fucking loved it. But he needed to taste her and brought his hand to the back of her head and pulled her towards him. His tongue traced her lips, which parted at his silent request before he delved into her, their tongues dancing around each other.

He'd been mesmerized by her back all day and was finally able to indulge himself. He moved his free hand upward and slipped it underneath the straps of her dress, letting it roam wherever he could, massaging her as he went. His other hand began to run through her hair, playing with the soft locks.

She loved his hands. Every movement from him sent tingles through her body. The area between her thighs began to throb with need.

Her scent, her taste, filed his senses. He was already rock hard.

She loved the feel his length against her already wet core. She ground her hips against him, relishing the slight relief she received from the sensation. She moaned low in the back of her throat as her lips continued to assault his.

"Raanmaa."

His hands moved, this time to her butt. He squeezed her tight bottom before he moved them to her hips. He used them to push her down harder on his manhood before moving her back and forth along his member. His hips thrusting into her.

"Raaannn-maaaa!"

Suddenly, she stilled on top of him and pulled her mouth off of his. He opened his eyes and looked at her confused face. He wondered what was wrong as she was just calling out his name.

Wait.

It took him a moment (since most of the blood had left his big head a while back) to realize that she couldn't have been calling his name as her mouth had been busy with his. They looked at each other for another moment before they both turned towards a singsong, slightly slurred voice coming from behind his front door.

"Raaan-maa! Are you home? Open the door, cutie!"

Fuck.

A/N: Please don't throw things at me. I'm know, I'm such a cock-blocker. There are a lot of references in this chapter to the manga but I couldn't help myself, so much good material to work with! Hopefully it wasn't too tiresome for you 'cuz it was really fun for me. I don't know what festivals are like in Japan so I imagined something like a county fair. And the previous disclaimer applies, I know PDA in Japan isn't common, so just roll with it please.

I'm sure there are some people who are surprised by how the date progressed. In chapter 5 of the story when Akane kissed Ranma on the cheek some people made a comment that it seemed OOC and too quick. Please remember that this Akane is very different from the canon. She isn't the shy, emotionally stunted 16 year old we all know and love. She is older, more mature, more secure about her body and sexuality, and doesn't have the same issues with men because she never had to deal with Kuno or the hentai hoard. Her backstory will be revealed more later on.
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