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Blind Date	By : PurseMonger Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 8563 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Looking through Ranma's closet, Akane ended up picking out a long-sleeved, red button up dress shirt. Grabbing her wristlet and belt, she went into the bathroom; another shower was definitely the first order of business, keeping it short. She dried off and wrapped the towel around herself. She cleared a section of the foggy mirror so she could take a good look at herself. She checked her neck, glad she didn't have any hickeys there. That wasn't true of her breasts, both had various purple bruises decorating them. At least those would be easy to cover up, it would just be embarrassing if she had some on her neck. She wasn't 16 for heaven's sake.
Using his hair dryer too, she did her best to style it without any of her tools or products. Opening her wristlet, she pulled out her lip pot, using it for lip gloss and as an impromptu blush before pulling out her eyeliner, saying a little thank you that she thought of putting it in her bag the night before. She didn't look her best but it wasn't bad for what she had to work with. When she put on the shirt, it was huge on her, like she expected. She rolled up the sleeves and belted it, taking some time to bunch the shirt in the right areas, so it looked like a dress before adjusting the collar. She looked at it critically in the full length mirror. With the belt it was a tad bit too short on the sides. It would look even shorter with her heels but nothing that would be called indecent.
She walked into the living room to find Ranma already dressed, in slacks and a light sweater. She hummed a little in her throat at the sight. Damn, he looked good. She only felt slightly annoyed that it probably only took him five minutes to look that good when it took her about 30 minutes of primping. Men had it so easy.
"Wow, you look great 'Kane," he said, walking over to her and giving her a light kiss on the lips. "Much better than I've ever looked in it.
"Thanks," she said with a smile. "Ready to go?"
"Yeah."
He grabbed his keys and they left the apartment. It didn't hurt her ego one bit when he looked her up and down again, his eyes lingering on her thighs exposed by the U of his shirt. She smiled to herself. Maybe it wasn't too short after all.
Walking towards the Saotome home, Akane cleared her throat delicately. Ranma knew it was something she did when she was unsure of what she was going to say. He also knew she just needed a moment to get her thoughts together, so he waited.
The blue-haired girl was deep in thought about their relationship. She wanted to ask him if they should say something to their parents now. She wasn't stupid or naïve enough to think that having sex automatically made them a "couple" but their relationship had changed. She just didn't know how to address is. She didn't want him to think that she was suddenly going to become clingy and make assumptions just because they had sex.
They never had a discussion about whether or not to tell their parents when they started dating, it was just a mutual decision to not say anything. Would this change that? Should they change that? She decided the only way to find out was to just ask.
"Umm…do you think we should say anything to our parents?"
"What? About us having sex? Are you crazy?" he asked incredulously.
A black and white image of Soun, once again dressed as a samurai brandishing a long sword came to his mind. The Tendo patriarch was walking out of a mist towards him, stopping when he was a few feet away. The man started to challenge him - with his voice coming on a ten second delay - to an honor duel over his daughter's honor.
"No! About…this," she said, gesturing between them. Then she mumbled something under her breath that sounded suspiciously like 'idiot', but he let it go.
"Oh. Hmm."
It's not like he hadn't ever thought about it; he had actually given the idea a lot of thought. His sister already knew they were dating and fully supported the idea. She was even trying to think of a couple name for them, the latest being "Ramakane". It didn't exactly roll of the tongue but Ranko was determined to think of something.
His father would be smug and annoying with it. He would go on and on about how he was right and tell Ranma how he should always listen to him. He'd never let him forget it either. It was enough for Ranma to never want to tell his parents.
His mom though, would be ecstatic. She adored Akane. It was counter intuitive but that was one of the reasons he didn't want to tell her. He loved his ma and didn't want her to be disappointed should things not work out. Sure, things had been going well between them, but he didn't want to jinx it. He also knew that his family or her father could easily be that jinx. He was sure they would mean well but would interfere and put undue pressure on them. That could only cause them problems. He wouldn't risk that.
But he didn't want her to think that he was trying to hide anything either. After giving himself a moment to think about it he ended up doing what he always did: say exactly what he thought.
"No, definitely not."
The blue-haired girl's eyes widened a bit at his strong reaction.
"Don't get me wrong," he continued quickly. "I'm not trying to hide nothin' and I don't like the idea of sneaking around or lyin' but they aren't gonna give us a moment's peace if we tell them. They mean well but as soon as they know about us they'd probably start planning a wedding and asking us when we'll have kids."
Since she seemed to pale at the mention of weddings and babies, he figured he hadn't offended her.
"I just think we should wait," he added.
"I don't like the idea of lying or hiding the truth either but I was thinking the same thing. I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page."
Ranma nodded and paused at the front door. He leaned in to give her a kiss, soft and sweet, knowing he wouldn't be able to for a while.
"Ready?" he asked when he pulled back.
"Yup. Let's go."
He opened the front door for them, calling out to let them know he was home.
"Welcome home, honey," his mother's voice sounded out.
They followed it into the living area to see his parents and Soun all seated at the table, drinking tea. Nodoka's eyes widened in surprise at seeing the pair together. Ranma could practically hear her mind working as she looked back and forth between them, a pleased, almost calculating smile forming on her face. He knew at that moment they had made the right decision to not mention anything to their parents.
"Akane! It's so nice to see you! I didn't realize you were here, too. Did you two come together?" she asked.
"Auntie Nodoka, it's good to see you, too. We ended up taking the same train so we walked here together," the blue haired girl said evasively. While it wasn't the whole truth, she felt a little better that she hadn't lied straight out. She looked over to the table. "Hello Mr. Saotome, Daddy."
The former just grunted his greeting and her father gave her a smile. "Akane, did you have fun with Ukyo yesterday?"
"Yes! We had a wonderful time."
"Good, I'm glad. What did you two end up doing today?"
"Hey Akane, hey Ranma," Ranko said, making her presence known. She had come out of her room when her brother called out earlier. She would have walked out sooner but she took a moment to look the couple over. She noticed immediately that something changed between them.
"Hi, Ranko," the blue-haired girl said, grateful she could avoid her dad's questioning, but the look on the redhead's face made her feel a little nervous.
Ranma looked over to see his sister eyeing Akane speculatively. After growing up with her, he knew she had something up her sleeve. "Hey, Sis," he said in greeting.
Eyes still on the youngest Tendo, Ranko smiled sweetly at her friend. "I really like your dress, Akane."
"Oh…th…thank you," she said nervously as she pulled the hem down just a tad.
"Where did you get it?"
"It's actually not mine. I borrowed it from Ukyo. I spent the night at her house last night and didn't bring a change of clothing," she said meaningfully.
"That was nice of her."
"Yes, it was."
The girls stared at each other for a moment, having a wordless conversation before seemingly coming to an understanding.
"I'll just ask her where she got it the next time I see her then," Ranko said with a smirk. It was obvious to both Ranma and Akane she hadn't let it go.
Dinner was harder for the pig-tailed man than he thought it would be. It was difficult sitting next to Akane and pretending that she was only a friend. That she wasn't anything to him. He had to fight the constant urge he had to touch her.
When she tucked her hair behind her ear, he wanted to run his fingers in those soft blue locks. When she smiled sweetly at him, he wanted to run his hand up and down her back. When she laughed he had look away to avoid leaning into her, wanting so badly to kiss her. And when she used her tongue to lick off the stray piece of rice on the corner of her mouth, he went rock hard.
Despite the problems he was having, he managed to keep his hands to himself and enjoy the evening. It was fun spending time with his family and hers. Soun, while oddly intimidating, was fun to have around. It was nice to see his father enjoying himself. The Tendo patriarch's presence kept Genma from nit-picking on his eldest and starting a fight between the two hot-headed men. Akane had the same influence on the Saotome women, keeping Nodoka and Ranko from sniping at each other. It was one of the more relaxing dinners he ever had at home.
After they finished eating, Ranma made a lame excuse to get Akane alone in his room. When he shut the door, he pulled her into him, kissing her soundly. She pulled back with that slightly glazed look on her face that he loved.
"What was that for?"
"I missed you."
"Missed me?" she asked amused. "I was sitting next to you all night."
"But I couldn't touch you. I missed that," he said, running his hand through her hair.
"Yes, that I believe," she said a little mischievously, her eyes twinkling. She rubbed herself against his erection.
"I can't help what you do to me," he said smugly before pulling her into another kiss.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with the ponytail the way he liked. She knew they shouldn't be making out in his room with their parents right down the hall, but dinner had been hard on her, too. Plus, the sneaking around was a little exciting. The chance of getting caught added a little urgency to their kiss. They knew better but were easily lost in the intensity.
"Ewww….gross," a disgusted voice said suddenly.
They sprung apart, looking startled and guilty, to find Ranko making a face at them.
"What the hell?" Ranma yelled. Seeing the door open behind her he added, "Get out and shut the door!"
Ignoring him, she came into the room. "If you didn't want to get caught then you guys shouldn't be making out where anyone could walk in on you," she replied with an eye roll. But she kept her voice low, and closed the door behind her. "So. You two finally did it, huh?"
"That's none of your business," Ranma said at the same time Akane asked, "How did you know?"
"You two aren't as sneaky or smooth as you think. It was obvious for two reasons. I know that dress," she used air quotes, "you're wearing is one of Ranma's shirts."
"How can you tell?" Akane asked. She thought she did a pretty good job styling herself so it looked like she was wearing an actual dress.
"I bought him that shirt for his birthday."
The blue-haired girl smacked the Saotome male on the arm. "Why didn't you say anything?"
He just shrugged. "I didn't remember!" he said in his defense, earning himself two glares.
"Well, try to remember unless you want to get caught," the redhead said with another eye-roll. She put her hand up to stall what she knew was going to be an explanation. "I totally understand if you don't want to tell our parents, that's your choice; you don't need to justify it to me." She shifted her attention to Akane and added, "Just remember what I said though, I don't want to hear about any kinky stuff."
Ranko only grinned when the blue-haired girl glared at her. Ranma just shook his head, not knowing and not wanting to know what they were talking about. Akane went to sit on the bed, her arms crossed over her chest in annoyance.
"You said there were two reasons, what was the other one?" the youngest Tendo asked.
Ranko's grin only widened and her eyes sparkled with mischief once again. "You're walking funny today."
The pig-tailed man tried not to smile too but it was difficult, he was feeling righteously smug. Akane's face turned bright red and she spluttered in indignation which only had the red-head laughing harder. Eyes squeezed tight, as she grabbed her side, Ranko didn't see the pillow aimed at her and it hit her right in the face.
When it was time to say good-bye to the Tendos that night, Ranma found himself annoyed. He had spent a lot of time with Akane that day and despite that, he didn't want her to leave. Usually after having sex with a girl, it didn't bother him at all if she left right away. And while he knew it made him a dick, he sometimes wished they would. With Akane though, even after spending all night and day with her, he was reluctant for her to leave. He wanted to take her back with him to his apartment.
Which was impossible unless they wanted to announce their relationship to their parents since she lived with her father. Soun was sure to be suspicious if she told him she were going to spend another night at Ukyo's, especially since it was Sunday and she had classes the next day.
Ranma would have been happy if he could at least walk her home, but he couldn't figure out how to do that without raising suspicion. So he had no choice but to stand there and watch her leave with her father. He stuck his hands in his pockets to keep himself from touching her.
When he finally got into bed that night, it felt unusually large and lonely.
Across town another pair was sitting on the couch, snuggled up and watching a game show. Ukyo sighed in contentment and thought she could stay like this forever, all comfy and cozy. Then she immediately panicked. The idea of forever with anyone was jarring.
Forever.
For-ev-er.
She shivered, a bead of cold sweat ran down her spine.
"You cold?" Ryoga asked.
He reached behind him to pull down a throw and wrap it over her. He tucked her under his arm, rubbing her back to warm her up as he kissed her gently on the forehead. The action had her calming immediately as she realized a couple of things: Ryoga cared about her and took care of her. He did so without needing to be asked because he wanted to.
She could and had always taken care of herself, but knowing there was someone who wanted to be there for her so eagerly warmed her heart. The chef sighed as all the doubt and fear seemed to melt away.
"You know," she began casually, "you spend a lot of time here."
"Yeah, I guess," he replied, his attention more on flipping channels than what she was saying.
"You spend a lot of nights here, too."
"Okay," he said, now a little warily.
"Every night, actually. For a while now."
Is she sick of me? he thought. "Is that a problem?"
"No, of course not! I like having you here. I just wondered if you realized that we…we're sorta…living together."
"Of course I knew! It's been over a month since I've slept at my parents' place."
"So you knew?"
"Of course I knew!" he said in surprise. Then something clicked. "Wait, did you know?"
"No, not really." She felt even sillier now. "I mean, we never really talked about it."
"Well…huh," he said giving the idea some thought. "Huh. I guess you're right, we never talked about it. But that's why you gave me the drawer and closet space, right? Because you wanted me to stay here?"
"Well, I gave you the space because I liked having you here and wanted you to be comfortable. I like being with you. But…it's just that living together is such a big step, it surprised me."
"I didn't realize. Do you want me to go to stay at my parents instead?" he asked now frowning himself.
She noticed then that he stopped calling his parents' place home, which was oddly comforting to her. She shook her head, "No, it's fine. Like I said, I like having you…live here."
It was still a little difficult for her to say and was probably going to take her some time to get used to.
"Okay, then." Ryoga let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. He began to worry again when she frowned, suddenly looking annoyed. He panicked slightly when she drilled a finger into his chest.
"I do have one problem with this situation though."
"Uh…what?" he asked nervously.
"Were you planning to chip in for rent or were you gonna just mooch off me?" she asked with her eyebrow raised.
His eyes grew wide. "I didn't think of it. I mean of course I'm gonna start paying rent. And for groceries, too! I know I eat a lot and I don't want you to think I'm trying to take advantage of you."
Her eyes twinkled and her lips curved into a mischievous smile, one that stopped his stuttering, had his pulse racing, and blood flowing south.
"I think I know a way you can work off some of that back rent you owe me," she said in a low seductive voice. She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him on top of her.
1 month later
Ranko walked into the coffee shop where she would be meeting Ranma, Akane, Ryoga, and Ukyo before going to catch a movie. The red-head had been hesitant to join the two couples as she didn't want to be a fifth wheel but the blue-haired girl insisted the outing would be fun. As neither pair tended to be into PDA, which was nauseating to her, she agreed to come along.
She had to admit it has taken more time than she thought to get used to the idea of her brother having a girlfriend. He had always been an easy going guy but he was just so mellow lately. Even his parents noticed something was different about him. He was in such a good mood that it was hard for her to get him riled up. It was a sister's prerogative to poke at her brother and he wasn't reacting properly. It was just so wrong.
Not that she blamed Akane, who she already liked as a friend, a fact the still surprised Ranko from time to time. What really surprised her was how much she liked Akane with her brother. The red-head knew the blue-haired girl would do her brother good, but she didn't realize how much. She would forever be thankful to Akane for making her brother so happy that she could even forgive his aforementioned lackadaisical response to her teasing.
Ranko arrived to find Ukyo and Ryoga already seated on a couch with a few open chairs around them. She waved to them before ordering a drink and joining them. They exchanged greetings and she was served her coffee when she noticed his brother walk in with his date.
"Oh man, you guys aren't turning into one of those couples, are you?" Ranko asked with a grimace as they walked towards the group.
"Hi, to you, too," Akane said dryly before asking, "What are you talking about?"
"You two are dressed exactly the same. You guys didn't plan that shit, did you?"
Surprised, Akane looked Ranma over; he was wearing dark jeans, a pair of grey sneakers, and a simple black t-shirt. Then she looked down at herself and realized that while she wasn't dressed in the exact same clothing, she was pretty close in a pair of dark skinny jeans, grey booties, and a tight fighting black tank-top.
"We didn't plan it but it's not our fault we both have good taste," the blue-haired girl said with a smile, shrugging at the red-head.
Ranko groaned. "Now I know you've been spending too much time with my brother, his ego is rubbing off on you."
The youngest Tendo only laughed in response and Ranma rolled his eyes at his sister.
"Never mind their clothes, what the fuck did you do to your hair?" Ryoga asked incredulously looking at his best-friend.
"What? What's wrong with my hair?" Ranma said defensively.
"Is that a bun? A bun?"
"Yeah, it's a man bun"
"A man bun? Men don't wear buns. Only chicks wear buns. And I thought your braid was girly."
"Sure they do, it's a thing; people love it."
"If you're a hipster. You gonna grow a beard too? Start shopping at Good Will. I know, you're gonna stop using Spotify and buy a turn table to get that 'authentic' sound." Ryoga narrowed his eyes and moved his head to the left and right, taking a good look at Ranma from different angles. "Damn. I've never noticed how much you look like your mom before, but now that you guys have the same hairstyle I totally see the resemblance. The bun totally brings out your girly features."
"Fuck you. 'Kane, you like my hair like this, don't you?"
Said girl looked startled at being pulled into their argument.
"Umm, sorry, what?" she asked, trying to buy time.
"My hair, you like it, right?"
"Umm…I love your hair," she said evasively.
It wasn't a lie, exactly. Normally she did. She made eye contact with Ukyo, having an unspoken conversation about how she truly felt and avoided making eye contact with Ranko, who would only make things worse. It didn't help as the red-head, who was already laughing, only laughed harder. The chef turned her head to the side, trying to hide her smile. She was totally on Ryoga's side on this one and not because he was her boyfriend. The interaction didn't go unnoticed by the guys.
"See? She hates it and she doesn't wanna hurt your feewings!" Ryoga said in a mock baby voice.
The youngest Tendo avoided making contact with the bunned-hair man, suddenly very interested in some imaginary lint on her shirt.
"Well, I like it," Ranma said with a huff.
"And we know it's lady's prerogative what she does with her hair. I'm sorry Miss Saotome if I offended you. It won't happen again, ma'am."
Ranma flipped Ryoga the bird before trying to change the topic, which didn't work. The fanged man seldom had that much material to work with and was relentless. Ranko was suddenly very glad she decided to come out.
Despite his claim, Ranma was never seen wearing a man-bun again.
It was Ranma's birthday and their collective group of friends had taken him to celebrate with dinner and karaoke. The two groups seemed to have merged effortlessly and it was always a good time, though Akane could see some drama brewing.
Sayuri was sleeping with both Hiroshi and Daisuke, something both guys knew about. Despite their claims that they were okay with the situation, the youngest Tendo had seen signs of jealousy from both of them throughout the evening. What they didn't know about was Sayuri had started dating someone else, someone she was actually serious about. If things worked out, she would be breaking it off with both men soon, which was going to cause problems. Akane and Ukyo had discussed the situation and vowed to stay out of it all and let them figure it out themselves.
Ranma and Akane had plans to spend Sunday dinner at Ranma's parent's house for his big traditional birthday dinner that included all of his favorite foods. The Tendos had been asked to join the festivities weeks ago. Their parents still had no idea the two were dating although Akane had caught Nodoka giving them some speculative looks lately. Her father could hardly fail to notice how often she spent her Friday and Saturday nights at 'Ukyo's.'
They both stumbled into Ranma's apartment, slightly tipsy, Akane kicked off her shoes and plopped down on his couch. The blue-haired girl couldn't help but notice the prettily wrapped item on the coffee table.
"You've got a present!" she called out merrily.
Walking into the room with a glass of water and two Aspirins, he handed them to the blue-haired girl (he had taken two himself while in the small kitchen) and settled down next to her. She took the pills and drank the water greedily. He grabbed the gift and tried to hand it to the girl who was already nuzzling his neck but her hands were already busy undoing the buttons of his shirt.
"It's not for me, it's for you. See?" he asked, pointing to the tag which read:
To: Akane
From: Ranma
"For me? Why? It's your birthday!" she asked confused as she took the gift from him.
A slow sinful grin spread across his face and he pulled her onto his lap.
"Just open it," he whispered huskily into her ear and began to nibble on her earlobe.
It took her a moment to get started, being as distracted as she was. Reluctantly, she pulled away from him slightly and began to unwrap the present to unveil a familiar pink covered book. She laughed out loud.
"I can't believe you bought this!"
"I know how much you really wanted it," he said with a laugh.
"Sure. So it is a present for you, after all."
"It's for both of us."
She opened the Modern Kamasutra with a hum. She was rather curious to see what was inside. She noticed some dog-eared pages and opened to one of them.
"I see you flagged some pages already."
"Well…it is my birthday," he growled into her ear, his hands reaching under her dress to caress her thighs. Damn he loved her legs.
She flipped to the next marked page and her eyes widened in surprise. She turned the book ninety degrees, studying it critically. She got off his lap and handed him the book. She made sure she had his complete attention before she began to unwrap her dress. She moved slowly, putting on a show for him, enjoying the way his eyes ran over her body. She let the slinky black dress fall to the ground, revealing a sheer red bra and matching panty she bought especially for his birthday.
"Well, I guess that's two presents for you."
She gave him a moment to get an eyeful, running her hands seductively over her body. When he moved to pull her towards him, she stepped out of his grasp.
"Where ya goin?"
"To your room. We're gonna need more space for this one." She tapped the book still opened on his lap. "You grab some whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and the champagne and I'll go find a few of your ties."
She walked away from him, exaggerating the sway of her hip, her thong showing off her perfect round ass. She reached the door and looked over her shoulder, giving him a wink. Ranma looked down at the page, his grin growing wide. He had found that page particularly interesting when he first looked at the book. He jumped off the couch and raced to grab a dining room chair.
Best. Birthday. Ever.
Ranma's stomach grumbled and he resigned himself to asking the question that he hated the most:
"What do you want to have for dinner?"
"I don't know, anything."
Ranma suppressed a groan. "Ramen?" he suggested
"Too heavy."
"Sushi?"
"I had that for lunch."
"Burgers?"
"Too greasy."
"Pizza?"
Akane only made a face in response.
"Well then, what do you suggest?"
"I don't know! Anything really. Let's just pick something and go!" Her stomach grumbled.
"Fine, Chinese."
Akane groaned. "We always have Chinese!"
The pigtailed man rolled his eyes and walked into the kitchen. He grabbed a candy bar and threw it at the blue-haired girl, who tried to catch it with both hands. It fumbled and fell onto her lap. She eyed it and then Ranma questioningly.
"You're not you when you're hangry," he said dryly.
She wanted to snap at him but knew that would just prove his point. She unwrapped the candy bar and took a bite. By the time she finished eating it, she felt better. Not that she would admit it.
"So, we still haven't figured out where to eat. What do you feel like?" he asked after she wolfed down the candy.
"Anything," she said with a shrug.
"Thai?"
"Too spicy."
"Udon?"
"Too bland."
They ended up having Ramen.
A/N: I have no idea if there are Hipsters in Japan and I have nothing against them but I seriously hate man buns. Can you tell? The first part of this chapter was suppose to be part of the last chapter but I was having too much fun writing the small moments of them together.
I just want to say thank you to AkaiKamiRyu for being my 300th review and everyone who has reviewed so far! I really appreciate it! Your comments really keep me going!
Shout out to alwaysZutarian for her amazing help.
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