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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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"Yeah, it's me..." Ranma replied slowly as he stared at the short-haired girl, confused as to why she had become so angry.

Ryoga and Ukyo gave each other puzzled looks before turning their attention back to their friends.

"Do you know each other?" the fanged man asked.

"Nah, I've never met her before," Ranma replied easily before adopting a smile he knew women loved. "I'd've remember someone as beautiful as you," he added with a wink.

Akane rolled her eyes. "You have got to be kidding me. You really don't remember me?"

"So you do know each other!" Ukyo exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh, we know each other all right."

Ranma's eyebrows quirked. It seemed odd that this girl seemed to be so certain that they had meet each other before, and if her reaction was any indication, he did something to really piss her off. He wondered vaguely if he had slept with her and never called her after.

He took a small step back to take a good look at her, and not just at the fun parts that he usually paid attention too. He took in the ankle booties that she wore and let his eyes run up her bare legs that seemed to go on forever before he reached the short skirt he had been so fascinated with. His gaze went up to her narrow waist before landing on the perky breasts she had on display.

No, he hadn't slept with her. He definitely would have remembered playing with those fun bags. She had a superior pair of tits.

He begrudgingly brought his eyes to her long slender neck and back to her face. Her eyes were done in a sultry smokey look, her cheeks were pink, whether from dancing or blushing, he didn't know, and her full, lush lips were pursed but shiny with some sparkly lipgloss. He normally liked long hair on girls, but the short blue hair - which was slicked back on the sides and puffed up in the middle, giving her an edgy look - seemed to suit the girl. That was it! Maybe she changed her hair since the last time they saw each other.

"Umm. Did you cut your hair or something since we met?" Ranma asked hopefully.

"No."

Ranma scratched the back of his head, lost.

"How do you know him?" Ukyo asked.

"We went on a date."

"Really?" Ranma asked surprised.

"Yes, really," she said in exasperation.

"Five hours ago."

Ranma laughed. There was no way the sexy looking woman standing before him was the conservative girl he had dinner with earlier and he told her just that.

"No way! You're too hot to be that chick. She was all prim and proper with a thick waist," he said with a shake of his head. "She had this totally unflattering dress on..."

He gave her another once over before he looked at her face again and finally it clicked. The pig-tailed man’s eyes widened in recognition and disbelief.

"Akari? No, umm Aiko...no, Ami..." he said with a furrowed face. His face lit up and he snapped his fingers together. "Akira! That's it. Akira, right?"

"It's Akane," the blue-haired girl said through gritted teeth.

"Wait, this is the guy you went out with earlier?" Ukyo exclaimed in disbelief before moving closer to her friend.

"Yes. Do you believe me now?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Definitely," the cook said with a shake of her head. The guy was good looking, she had to give him that. But he had a serious case of foot-in-mouth syndrome. She patted her best friend on the shoulder in a sign of support and pulled her off to the side.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know he was going to be here."

"Of course, you didn't know he'd be here. Don't be sorry, it's not your fault. It's just some weird coincidence no one could have predicted." Akane sighed and rubbed her closed her eyes. "I definitely should have stayed home. I could be eating ice cream in my PJs watching a movie right now," she added wistfully.

"Well, let's go. We can stop off at the store on the way home and pick up both. Along with some whipped cream and a ton of chocolate."

Akane smiled. It was so like Ukyo to ditch her date when faced with an upset friend, and the blue-haired girl loved her for it. They were best friends after all, and she would have done the same had their positions been reversed.

Shaking her head, Akane said, "No. It's fine. We're here already and you've been looking forward to this. There is no way in hell I'm going to let this jerk ruin anymore of my day. I'm just going to run to the bathroom really quick. I'll find you when I'm done." She grabbed her friend's hand and squeezed it before taking off.

Ukyo watched her friend walk off in worry, a frown on her face. Normally she would go with her to the bathroom to make sure she was okay but she sensed Akane needed a moment to herself. She turned around and saw Ryoga talking to his friend.

"What the hell did you do, Ranma?"

"Nothing!" he defended automatically.

"Ranma!"

"Fine. She was that blind date I told you about. You know, the one my parents set me up on? Well, I was afraid I was going to end up with some chick as crazy as Shampoo. So...I kinda decided to make sure she didn't fall for me."

"And how did you do that?" the fanged man asked with a growl.

Ranma shrugged and rubbed the back of his head. He knew he had been a dick during that date, he just did what he thought he needed to. He never thought he would see her again, much less so soon.

"It doesn't matter," he said, brushing off the question. "I'll apologize, okay?"

"Fine."

Ryoga glanced at the girl he was dating, who had been watching them for a while now. He knew how girls talked to each other and judged guys by their friends.

He poked his friend in the chest and said in a low tone, "You better not screw this up for me or I'm gonna beat the crap out you."

Ranma just rolled his eyes and said, "You can try."

Ryoga clenched his hands at the slight but decided to shrug it off. Getting into a fist fight with his best-friend, no matter how friendly would definitely not impress the chef. Besides, Ranma had taken enough of his attention for the night, so he made his way over to Ukyo, hoping their date hadn’t been ruined so early in the night.

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Upon leaving the ladies’ room and still feeling...irked, would be the word she would use, Akane decided it would be prudent to go the long way around before joining their little group. She really didn't want to spoil Ukyo's night and didn't want to risk being around Ranma anymore than absolutely necessary.

Already annoyed from the date, the fact that he didn't recognize her at all, had been insulting. Then having him call her plain, while calling her hot at the same time, not to mention thick waisted, had been another slap in the face. It galled her to no end. She wasn't a vain woman; she didn't skate by on her looks, or use them to get her way. But she knew she was attractive; the sheer amount of people who complimented her on her looks made it something hard to ignore. She hated to admit it but both encounters with the obnoxious Saotome had wounded her ego.

She shook her head, frustrated with how her day had gone. She took a deep breath and tried to relax before she headed to the bar. She quickly got the bartender's attention when she flashed him a smile and ordered vodka with cranberry juice over ice. When he handed her the drink she reached into her pocket for cash when suddenly someone slipped some bills on the counter in front of her.

"I've got this. Can I get a gin and tonic, too? Keep the change."

The bartender looked slightly disappointed at the new arrival but collected the bills and went to get the other drink.

Akane grabbed her drink and turned towards the stranger, intending to give him money for her drink. While it was flattering when guys offered to buy her drinks, she really wasn't in the mood to deal with someone who didn't even ask for permission first.

She turned around with a polite smile on her face. "Thanks but I can buy..." her smile dropped when she saw who it was. "Oh. It's you." She stared at him for a moment, unsure of what to do. "Thank you," she said stiffly before taking a sip of her drink and walking away from the bar, and the man in front of her.

Just then the bartender came back with Ranma's drink and he grabbed it before going after the girl. It really irked him that she dismissed him so easily but he knew he deserved the treatment. If any guy had treated his sister like that, he would have beaten the bastard senseless.

He caught up to her at a table when she stopped to put her drink down. He placed his hand on her shoulder, trying to get her attention but it only caused her to stiffen and quickly jerk away from him. She turned around quickly and glared at him before her shoulders relaxed and she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, it's you again."

"Yeah, it's me again. Who'd you think it was gonna be?" he asked annoyed.

"Did you want something?" she asked completely ignoring his question.

Sighing, Ranma ran his hand against the back of his neck. He hated apologizing to people. "Look, I know I was a dick at dinner. I shouldn't've treated you like that. I'm sorry."

There. Short, sweet, and done.

Akane put her hands on her hips and furrowed her brows at him. Does he really think he's going to get off that easy? she thought to herself. She continued to stare at him unblinkingly.

Growing uncomfortable under her unflinching stare Ranma added, “Look, it wasn’t personal, okay? My parents cornered me into going out with you and I’ve had some bad experiences with blind dates they’ve set me up on. So I was rude to you on purpose, hoping to end the date as soon as possible.”

“Did it ever cross your mind that I didn’t want to be there either? That I got pushed into it by my father? You could have just told me when we first met that you weren’t interested and we could have gone our separate ways or worse sat there politely having a quick dinner.”

Ranma shrugged. “Yeah, it crossed my mind. But there was no way we could’a just left after meeting. I promised my ma I would take you to dinner and she can always tell when I am lying."

"Okay, but you couldn't have at least been polite to me? We could have had dinner and just left on friendly terms."

"Well, I didn’t want to risk you falling for me, so I acted like a jerk,” he said bluntly.

Akane looked at him confused, trying to figure out what he had been thinking. “So you’re saying what? That you thought I would fall in love with you at first sight and not be able to resist...your charming personality or your animal magnetism?” she asked sarcastically.

Ranma frowned. When she said it like that, it sounded stupid. He cleared his throat and answered, “Something like that.”

Akane stood shocked. She had never before met anyone so egotistical in her life. Sure, Ranma was a good looking guy, even in her annoyed state she couldn’t deny that. But for him to think that she, or any girl, would just fall for him just because of his looks was ridiculous.

The pig-tailed man was further annoyed when suddenly the girl before him started laughing. Laughing so hard she had to clutch her side and tears came to her eyes.

Feeling a lot better about the situation, Akane picked up her drink and just shook her head.

“You have nothing to worry about, Ranma. Your plan worked, there's no way I’d fall for you.”

Ranma furrowed his brows as he watched her walk away.

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"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, don't worry about it."

Ukyo looked at her friend in concern but noticed that she did seem happier than she had all night.

"Did something happen?"

"Yes, but it's not important and I'll tell you about it later."

Taking her at her word, the chef nodded. "Okay."

Ukyo grabbed her friend by the hand and brought her over to where their little group had been sitting. When they reached the group, her date stood immediately to greet them.

"You two haven'e officially met yet, Akane this is Ryoga. Ryoga, Akane."

The two bowed to each other politely before taking some seats.

"So, Ryoga, why don't you tell me a little about yourself?" she asked politely.

The fanged man just laughed loudly and awkwardly for a second before turning red at the apparent attention. Next to him, Ukyo's eyes sparkled in amusement and the blue-haired woman relaxed as she watched their interaction.

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Akane was finally having fun. She ran into a few more of her girlfriends so she didn't feel like such a third wheel with Ukyo and her new boyfriend. He was a little shy and a little awkward at times, and despite his lousy taste in friends, Ryoga seemed like a good guy.

It was obvious that he was smitten with her best-friend. He never strayed more than a few feet away from her, he was quick to offer to get her another drink, and had not gotten too handsy with her while dancing. She'd have to spend more time with him before making a final judgment call but for now she was satisfied that he wasn't some sociopath or someone who just wanted to hook up with the chef. It was fun watching them together as they tried to figure each other out.

It also helped her try to ignore a certain pig-tailed man, but as much as she tried not to think of him, she seemed to see him everywhere she went. She just made it her mission to avoid him whenever possible.

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He really didn't understand her. She dressed like that but didn't really seem to like the attention her outfit brought her. Or she didn't like a specific type of attention.

At first it took a while for him to figure it out. A lot of guys had come up to her, asking her to dance, or that's what he presumed. But half the guys she'd brush off and the other she would talk with, and of them she danced with even fewer. At first he thought she was just flicking off the losers and talking to the guys she thought were hot, because that is exactly what he would have done. But when she starting dancing with one of the nerdiest looking guys there he threw that theory out the window.

How was she was choosing these guys? Was it what they were wearing? Who seemed to have money? How tall they were? He had no idea and the more he watched the more confused he became.

There was a gambit of guys who approached her, which didn't surprise him. They ranged from short to tall, skinny to heavy, from grungy to nicely dressed. And the types of guys she danced with seemed to vary widely too, there seemed to be no rhyme or reason to her actions.

That was until he saw one guy she was dancing with reach out and grab her by the hips and pull her into him. She quickly stepped out of his grasp and glared at the man. They had a short exchange before she left the dance floor alone. After that incident, it was simple for him to figure out. It wasn't who asked her to dance but how they asked her that mattered.

Anyone who approached her and grabbed at her or touched her in any way was quickly brushed off. With that knowledge, the glare she sent him earlier when he grabbed her shoulder made total sense.

Guys who did approach her normally but ended up saying something sleazy to her were treated to cold glares before she told them to go away. One drunken asshole suggested she join him in one of the bathroom stalls. She gave him the type of look that seemed to make a man's balls shrink back into his body and the jerk walked away quickly. Ranma couldn't blame him, as the dark aura she gave off even made him sweet a little.

The music was loud and he only knew what happened because he witnessed the entire interaction when he just happened to be walking by. It wasn't his fault the place was crowded and he had no choice but to walk close to where she was standing to get by. Nope, not his fault at all.

He also noticed that she didn't dance with one person very long. One song and she left the guys to head back to her friends. He hadn't seen her give her number to anyone but she did accept a few business cards.

And how did he see all this? Because no matter where he was, or where she was, his gaze seemed to find her the entire damn night. It pissed him off.

He had no idea why, either. While she was one of the more attractive girls in the place, there were others who were equally attractive or more so. In fact, he had been talking to one who seemed more than interested in him but he couldn't keep his eyes off her. Distracted, he ended up making a lame excuse about going back to his friends and took her number.

He had no idea what it was about the girl that interested him so much. She was hard to figure out, unlike most of the girls he dated. She surprised him at dinner by walking out but paying for her meal first. Most of the girls he dated were more than happy for him to foot the bill for every meal. Then there was the way she dressed. How did one person go from Mary Ann to Ginger so easily? Who was she, the girl next door or the vixen?

Maybe he was so focused on her because of the guilt he felt from the way he had treated her earlier. But he figured that it was most likely the challenge she had unwittingly issued him. Her saying there was no way she would fall for him only made him want to prove her wrong. Because if there was one thing Ranma Saotome loved, it was a challenge. That was it, there was nothing more to it. Yup, absolutely nothing more to it.

So he tried to push thoughts of her aside and tried to ignore her. But damn it if it didn't work.

The worst part was while he was so preoccupied with her, she was having a grand 'ol time. She probably hadn't given him a thought sine they last talked.

It's a good thing. This is what you wanted, the pig-tailed man thought to himself. And as often as he repeated it to himself, he couldn't help but still feel annoyed by the entire situation.

Fuck. He needed another drink.

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"So, Akane, how was your date?"

Said girl stiffened slightly at the question. She knew her father would ask her about it sooner or later and had already figured out how to answer.

"It was fine, Dad."

"Oh, that's wonderful! So when are you two going out again?"

"We're not."

"But...but why?"

"He's not really my type and frankly, I'm not his either."

"It was only one date though, how can you be so sure?"

"It was pretty obvious."

"Why not go out on a second one, you never know, sparks might fly then."

Oh, there were plenty of sparks. Just not good ones, she thought to herself.

"Dad..."

"Just one more date, what harm can come from it?"

A lot. For him.

"No. You promised you wouldn't push for a second date as long as I went on the first one."

Akane crossed her arms over her chest and did something she rarely did, glare at her father. Seeing that she was indeed serious, he sighed audibly and nodded his head.

"Of course, you're right. How silly of me."

Soun gave her a reassuring smile and walked out of the room, scheming. He was a man of his word and would not push his youngest daughter into another date with the Saotome boy. But there was more than one way to skin a cat.

The youngest Tendo narrowed her eyes at her father. While she was getting what she wanted she expected more of a fight from him. She was a little suspicious that he acquiesced so easily but there was little she could do about it.

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The next day Akane had spent with her friends near campus. She had spent her two years living in the dorms and had moved back home at the end of her second year. She had enjoyed living away from her family and loved the independence of being on her own. But had decided to return home to be with her father, who seemed to be so lonely rattling around the large grounds by himself.

He was a proud member of the city council, which kept him busy and provided a good venue for him to socialize with men his age. He still taught the occasional classes at the dojo. He provided self-defense classes for the women in the neighborhood twice a week and beginner classes for young children during the day. If there was anything her father adored, it was small children.

He had remained single ever since the death of his wife years ago, despite having several women show interest in him through the years. The most embarrassing for Nabiki and Akane was their new, very young, and very beautiful teacher from their high school, who met him during a parent teacher conference and was instantly smitten. So much so that the normally confident and self-assured woman began acting like a love sick teenager during the meeting. The Tendo daughters had to endure several awkward encounters with the teacher as she made flimsy excuses to come to the family home. Sadly for Ms. Hinako, the Tendo patriarch never picked up on any of her blatant flirting. He commented that it was so nice to see a teacher so devoted to her students.

Her eldest sister, Kasumi had moved to Hokaido to do her residency. Shortly after starting at the local hospital, she started dating one of the doctors on staff. She had gotten engaged to Tofu Ono two months ago. Her father was immensely happy at the news. Happier it seemed than when his eldest daughter had graduated medical school.

Her middle sister, Nabiki had not only moved out of the house but out of Japan right out of high school. She was finishing up her last year at Stanford University, in the United States and had been dating someone from her school for over a year. She had been rather tight lipped with any details about her boyfriend, but that was nothing new for the rather independent girl. She rarely came home, choosing to spend holidays at school with her friends and boyfriend, and being so far away from home, her father could not really interfere in her life.

Therefore the Tendo patriarch focused all his loving, misguided, match matching attentions on his youngest daughter.

Akane smiled when she saw the gates to her family home. Ever since she was little, Sunday night dinners with the family had been a tradition. Now that half the family was gone, one would think that the tradition would fade but it only made her more determined to keep it alive. She never made plans for that night and always made sure she was home to spend time with her father.

"I'm home," the blue haired girl called out when she entered the house.

"I'm in the living room, Akane."

After taking off her shoes, sweater, and purse, Akane headed into the living room where she was surprised to see her father was at the table having tea with visitors. She put a polite smile on her face as she glanced around.

Her eyes fell on a rather large man with wire rim glasses, wearing a bandana and white gi. Next to him was a striking older woman with delicate features, dark auburn hair pulled up into a simple but elegant bun wearing a traditional kimono in blue adorned with white flowers. On the other side of the table was a beautiful young woman with red hair. She had a white Mandarin colored white blouse with some black pants. The girl smiled widely at Akane and had an oddly gleeful look on her face. The blue-haired girl tilted her head to the side and smiled back with enthusiasm, finding herself already liking the younger girl. Next to her was...

"Ranma?" she asked, as her face settled into confusion.

He gave her a sheepish look as he looked down and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Sorry 'bout this."
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