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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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“Come on in and have a seat,”Akane said as she opened the door to her room.

Ranko followed her in and sat on the chair at the desk by the window.

“I only have one gi but you can use it and I’ll use some of my other exercise clothes.”Eyeing the younger girl, she added, “I’d offer to lend you a sports bra but I don’t think any of mine will fit you.”

She reached into her closet and found her neatly fold gi in its usual spot and turned around to see Ranko standing up and cupping her rather large breasts together, balanced on one foot.

“It’s too bad I can’t give you some of mine!”she said in a sing song voice.

Rolling her eyes and giggling, Akane threw the outfit towards the other girl’s face, who caught it deftly and laughed.

“I like mine just fine, thank you very much.”Assuming a haughty air, she pretended to toss back her hair and said, “They’re real and they’re spectacular.”

She reached into her closet and this time pulled out a pair of black yoga pants and a strappy yoga top and put the items on the bed before she began to change.

Across the room, Ranko was in the middle of changing and eyed her new friend. It had been surprising for her to find out that she genuinely liked the Tendo girl. Usually when her parents dragged her to dinners like this, she dreaded it. Her parents’ friends often had daughters that were often prim, proper, docile women, which meant boring. Or they were vain, shallow, completely superficial, and dumb as rocks. But this girl was different. She was beautiful and smart, proper but still funny, stylish but didn’t seem vain.

Not for the first time that night, she wondered what happened between Akane and Ranma on their date.

“You ready?”the youngest Tendo asked as she straightened her top. She glanced over to Ranko and did a double take. The redhead had already donned her gi and had pulled her hair into a low braid.

“I hope you don’t mind, I borrowed one of your hair ties, I can’t fight with my hair down.”Looking up, she saw the other girl staring at her. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing!" she exclaimed quickly, embarrassed at being caught staring. "It’s just you look so much like Ranma with your hair tied back like that.”

Ranko rolled her eyes. “That’s not the first time I’ve heard that. Luckily, we both get our looks from Mom. Can you imagine me with glasses or a bald spot?" She made a face at the thought. "Ready?”

“Yup! Let’s go beat each other senseless.”

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Don ’ t stare. Don ’ t stare. DON ’ T STARE.

That was what Ranma told himself as he watched the two women. But it wasn’t working. As much as he tried he couldn’t stop from looking at the short blue-haired girl.

What was it about a woman in yoga pants that was just so damn sexy?

Maybe it was the way her curvy bottom was accentuated by the skin tight clothing. Or the way her breasts were lifted and bounced slightly in the bright blue tank as she walked. He could almost imagine what she would look like naked.

Then she began a series of stretches in the middle of the dojo and he got an even better view of her body. When she bent over, he could see straight down her top and glimpse her ample bosom before he got a glimpse on just how flexible she was.

And what man in their right mind would look away from that?

Oh.

Him. He needed to look away.

Do NOT stare, he reminded himself.

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“Girls, are you ready?”Soun asked.

“Yes, Daddy, we’re ready.”

“Alright. We’ve agreed I’ll be the judge, and you two can fight following tournament rules. How does that sound?”

The two girls stared at each other blandly before Akane turned her gaze back to her father.

“Actually, we aren’t going to be doing that, we’re just going to spar.”She put up her hands to stop her father’s protests. “This isn’t to prove that one of us is better than the other, it’s just for fun. You understand, right Daddy?”

She gave him a winning smile that she knew he couldn’t fight and watched him shrug his shoulders in defeat.

“Of-of course, of course,”he said before he turned around and went to sit along the wall with his equally disappointed friend.

Ranko and Akane walked to the center of the dojo and bowed to each other. A sparkle came into the redhead’s eyes as she cracked her head to the right then left before she rubbed her thumb over her nose and swiveled her shoulders slightly back and forth then dropped into a loose fighting stance with a cocky smirk on her face.

Eyebrow raised at her new friend’s antics, Akane began to grin. She was also a big Bruce Lee fan and couldn’t be outdone, now could she? She moved her hands in a complicated movement over her head, did a quick set of doubt kicks in the air, before she ended up in a low fighting stance, her left arm stretched out in front of her. Left palm facing upwards, and only flexing her four fingers, gestured for the younger girl to attack, then winked at her.

This is gonna be fun, Ranko thought now with a full out grin on her face.

Not one to refuse such a fun invitation, she went on attack, quickly executing a testing left jab and right cross. She wasn’t disappointed to see Akane dodge both attacks before she leapt back twice from the round house kick that was aimed at her midsection. The blue-haired woman then moved forward throwing a punch that only met with thin air. The redhead had leapt over her, landing behind her opponent and poked her on the back of the head. Confused, Akane turned around to see her friend grinning at her.

“Wow, you’re pretty good.”

Ranko only grinned at the compliment and shrugged her shoulders. She glanced towards her brother and looked back before adding, “But at least I’m a girl. I hate losing to boys.”

“Me too," the blue-haired woman responded, knowing exactly what she meant. "Again?”

Nodding the redhead said, “Let’s go.”

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Ranma sat on the sidelines next to his mother, watching the match with interest. He knew that Ranko was an excellent martial arts, not as good as him of course, but better than most. So, he was surprised to see Akane do so well against his sister. Usually when he went to her matches they were boring and one sided. While the blue-haired woman was losing, she was still putting up a good fight.

Plus, now that they were fighting, it was okay for him to actually look at the blue-haired woman all he wanted.

She was sweaty, some of her hair plastered to the side of her face. Her cheeks were flushed and pink. Her chest heaving as she panted. A satisfied smirk on her face.

She looked so fucking sexy. He couldn't help but imagine that she would look almost like that in bed, only naked and moaning under his expert touch. He shook his head to rid himself of the image before his sudden desire for her became visible.

What was it about women who could handle themselves? She had expertly chastised him all night without once raising her voice. While he didn't like to be on the receiving end of her ire, he had to admit that she could have made things worse by making a scene. Now he got to see her skills as a martial artist and couldn't help being impressed.

Being raised by a mother who ruled over their home and a sister as spunky as his, he had a great respect for strong women and realized that he was beginning to admire this one.

He winced slightly as he watched her throw Ranko over her shoulder and his sister landed with a thud on the dojo floor. That was going to hurt tomorrow.

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Akane sighed as she slipped into the furo, the warm water soothing her tired muscles almost instantly. Her entire body seemed to scream at her in agony and she was a little ashamed to admit how tired she was after their spar. Always an active person, she still ran every day, participated in some yoga classes on campus, went to the gym for strength training but what with her busy class schedule, studying, and having to commute, she had very little time to practice her martial arts. And even though she was in shape, martial arts worked all her muscles in ways running, yoga, and strength training couldn't. She didn't realize until today how rusty she had become.

It was embarrassing.

She sighed and made a promise to herself to renew her training. She did not want to be defeated like that again.

"You know, you're pretty good."

"Thanks but you clearly beat me."

"Hey, I thought that it was just for fun," Ranko said with an eyebrow raised and a smirk on her face.

Akane just rolled her eyes in response. Despite claiming at the beginning of the match that the spar was just for fun, both girls - and their families - had mentally kept score. It was obvious that Ranko was the superior fighter. The youngest Tendo wondered how she would have fared had she fought the other girl while she was actively training, like in high school.

Well, they'd just have to have another spar when she began training again, the blue-haired woman decided.

"It was, but we both know you won."

Ranko just shrugged her shoulders. She had been happily surprised at her new friend's martial arts skills. When they first started, the slight delay in her reactions made it obvious that she was rusty but she never gave up and had given her a better workout than most of the girls in her division. By the end of the match, Akane was getting her groove back and the redhead got a glimpse of what the Tendo girl’s skills would have been at their height.

She eyed the blue-haired girl, trying to gauge her mood. Despite losing, the other girl seemed pretty happy. Ranko hemmed and hawed for a moment, trying to decide what to do. She knew she shouldn't pry and wait to hear the entire story from her brother but she had been eager all night to hear the details and curiosity won out in the end.

"You really don't like my brother, do you?" she asked bluntly, not seeing the need to beat around the bush, something she wasn't very good at in any case.

Akane flinched slightly, surprised by the sudden change of topic and the direct question.

"To be honest, I don't really know your brother. You know we went on a date, right?"

Ranko nodded but kept silent. She did not want to influence the Tendo girl's comments with the little information she knew.

"Well..."

Akane sighed. Not knowing what should she tell her. This was Ranma's sister, and no matter how well they were getting along, she knew from personal experience that blood was thicker than water. No matter how often Nabiki had made her angry and done some truly despicable things, as her sister, Akane could not sit back and let someone bash her. No matter how much she deserved it.

"Let's just say it didn't go well. We didn't get along," she finally said. She decided that short and vague was best.

"Why? What happened?" the redhead asked, not remotely satisfied by the answer.

The blue-haired woman rubbed the back of her neck. What could she say?

"He wasn't interested in me - pretty much from the moment we met - and wasn't very...gentlemanly about expressing those feelings."

That was really surprising for Ranko to hear. She knew her brother was a bit of a player and dated a lot; and all of the women he dated had one thing in common, they were exceedingly attractive. It was very unusual for him to dismiss a woman who looked like Akane so quickly. Also, Ranma knew exactly how to treat a woman well - which explained his success in dating so many of them - and was always polite to them. It was something his mother ingrained in him from a young age.

"That's really strange. Ranma is a lot of things, loud, crass, annoying, has a huge ego, is totally bossy...I can't tell you the amount of times he butts into my life, even though he knows I can take care of myself. I mean, I'm 18, and a double black belt but he treats me like I was still 5 years old! He's almost as bad as my parents! Always grilling any of my dates until they practically wet themselves. Not that I would want to date someone who was such a pansy that they would shy away from me just because he didn't approve but it's the principal of the thing!" she growled out before crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at the wall and muttering to herself.

Akane waited a moment and when it seemed like Ranko wasn't going to continue she asked, "But...?"

"But what?"

"You were making a point before you got distracted."

"I was?"

The blue-haired girl only nodded. Ranko blinked and remembered how her little rant started. She blushed at her slip. She wasn't trying to make things more difficult for her brother but it was so rare to meet someone who didn't think her brother walked on water. Ranma got along with everyone and no one ever understood her complaints about her brother.

Even her friends all had crushes on him. It was embarrassing the way they would flirt with him and throw themselves in his path when they came over to her house. To his credit, he was always polite to them and even though he flirted with anyone in a skirt, he never did with them. She knew it was because of his loyalty to her - not wanting to make her life difficult - that made the normally friendly guy standoffish with them.

She spent her entire life hearing about how perfect her brother was, so she got a little carried away when faced with someone who didn't worship her brother. But that wasn't going to help him at all, which she promised to do.

"Sorry. It's just that, Ranma is always a gentleman to women. My mother taught him that from a young age and would be really upset to hear that he treated you badly."

"Oh, please don't tell her. I don't want to make a big deal about it. It was just one date and I was over it by the next day."

Ranko had no intention of telling her mother but it said a lot about Akane that she was trying to protect her brother, even if she didn't like him.

"Don't worry, I stopped telling on Ranma a long time ago. Mostly," she added with a grin. "So if you were over it, then what was that during dinner?"

"You noticed, huh?"

"Yeah but you were pretty subtle about it; I'm sure none of the parents did."

"Well, he did hurt my feelings so maybe I wasn't totally over it," she admitted. "Then I was a little upset at getting ambushed tonight and I kinda took it out on him. You don't think he's upset, do you?" she asked, feeling guilty.

Ranko waved her question off, saying, "Don't worry about it. He's a big boy, he can take it. Besides, it sounds like he deserved it."

They fell silent for a while before their conversation turned to more mundane matters.

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"Well, that was a lovely evening, I really enjoyed myself."

"I agree, it was nice catching up with Tendo again."

"Plus we got to meet his lovely daughter. She's very polite, not to mention beautiful. Right, Ranma?"

Said man shrugged. "Yes, Mom she is very pretty."

"So, will you be seeing her again?" Nodoka asked hopefully.

"I don't usually date tomboys, Ma," he answered evasively.

"What's wrong with tomboys?" Ranko asked with a huff. It was one of his favorite nicknames for her.

"Nothin' when they're your sister," he answered ruffling her hair.

She pushed him away and stuck her tongue out at him. When they got home, Ranko fallowed Ranma into his room and, grabbing a basketball from the floor, jumped onto his bed and made herself comfortable, sitting down Indian style.

"You know, I really like Akane."

"Yes, I know. That was obvious."

It surprised him that his sister got along so well with the youngest Tendo. His sister, while good natured, didn't normally get along with people right away, especially other girls. She wasn't one to tolerate females that she considered girly and silly. She had certainly never liked any of the girls he dated.

"But she sure doesn't like you."

"Yes, I know. That was obvious."

"What the hell did you do to her?"

"What, she didn't tell you?"

"What made you think I asked?"

"I know you."

"Fine, I asked but all she said was that your date didn't go well. So spill."

Ranma groaned. He knew his sister wasn't going to let it go. When she got her teeth into something she was like a dog with a bone. He began to tell her about the date, a story that took longer than he thought as she kept asking him questions and to elaborate as he was trying not to go into too much detail.

"You're a moron," she said when he finally finished his tale.

"Thanks."

"I'm serious. She's really nice and smart, unlike those bimbos that you normally date and you had to be a jerk. So that's all, huh?"

Ranko narrowed her eyes at him when he turned away from her, clearly trying to avoid her gaze.

"That's it, right?"

"Not exactly."

"What do you mean, not exactly? What did you do?"

"Nothing!"

"Ranma..." she growled threateningly.

He groaned before he began to tell her about their second encounter. When he finished, his sister just shook her head at him before she pegged him on the head with the basketball. "What the fuck?" he exclaimed as he rubbed his tender forehead.

"Don't whine, you deserve much more than that."

She only received a glare in return.

"So let me get this right, you talked about yourself the entire night, you checked out a group of girls in front of her, you ignored her to play on your phone, you forgot her name when you ran into her again and you called her fat. Twice."

The pig-tailed man flinched and to his sister's satisfaction, had the decency to look abashed.

"Yup. Pretty much."

"I repeat, you're a moron!"

"I know, okay! I was a complete asshole."

"Why? Just tell me why you treated her like that?"

"You know I didn't want to go out on the date in the first place and I...I was afraid she'd turn into another Shampoo!"

"That was your fault too! You should have made things clear to her."

"I did. You know I did! I told her I wasn't interested in a relationship."

"Yeah, but you kept sleeping with her anyways."

He wanted to defend himself but what could he say? That there had been other girls who seemed very happy being in a friends with benefits situation with him after he told him he wasn't interested in a relationship and none of them turned out to be psycho like Shampoo? She was his sister; he could only tell her how so much about his sex life. They were close, but there were some things that he wasn't willing to share with her and this was one of them.

Plus he didn't want her thinking it was okay for her to get into a friends with benefit situation with anyone. He knew it was hypocritical and sexist that it was okay for him but not for her but that was just how he felt.

"I know that was my fault okay. I know," he finally said, conceding the point.

It was the redhead's turn to sigh. She had met Shampoo and didn't like the girl at all.

Since their parents were friends with her great-grandmother, she used that friendship to try to ingratiate herself with the Saotome family, stopping by without notice with flimsy excuses. She tried to win Ranma over by sucking up to their parents, especially Nodoka, acting all prim and proper. She fawned all over the Saotome matriarch and tried to help with the house work as much as possible. She also tried to get in good with Ranko. She tried treating the redhead like a younger sister but ended up treating her like a child instead.

Despite Shampoo's best efforts, Ranko saw through her ploys and thought of her as conceited, condescending, and manipulative. So she couldn't blame her brother of being leery of meeting another girl like that.

"Look, I've already apologized to her but I don't think she accepted it, she ended up laughing it off," he said as he remembered her reaction to his explanation in the club. It still wounded his ego a little. "I don't want it to be weird if we run into each other again and we will since Ryoga is dating her friend...Ucchan? Or Umi? Ukyo? No, I don't think that is it either. Whatever her name is. But I don't really know what else I can do."

"You are definitely going to see her again since I plan on being her friend and hanging out with her. So you better figure it out. G'nite Ranma," she said as she left the room to get ready for bed.

Ranko could have told him that Akane was feeling bad about the whole situation herself and had already gotten over it but she decided not to. Now that she knew the whole story, she thought her brother deserved to be punished for his actions. Even if it the punishment was just a restless night.

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The next morning, the entire Saotome family sat around the dinner table enjoying a rather large breakfast. Dinner having gone much longer than he planned the previous night, combined with his need to finish his laundry, and hopes of one of his mother's home cooked meals to look forward to, Ranma decided to spend the night at his parent's house. He was not disappointed for the Saotome matriarch, being happy to have her son in the house again, if only for one night, had made several of his favorite dishes, a fact that pleased both father and son.

Ranko was also pleased as she liked much of the same food as Ranma and she missed seeing her brother around the house on a daily basis. Plus she hoped that his presence would put his parents in a good mood and soften them up for what she had planned.

"Mom, did you know that Akane is attending Tokyo Metropolitan?"

"No, I didn't. Didn't you apply there for next year?"

"Yes, it's my first choice. She said that she would be willing to give me a tour of the campus if I was interested. Do you think that would be okay?"

"That was very kind of her. Of course it's okay, as long as you're sure you won't be bothering her."

"She offered, Mom, I didn't ask, so it won't be a bother. This is great! So it's okay if I go today, right?"

"Today? But you have school today. I thought you meant that she was going to give you a tour during the weekend."

"No, it won't be the same on the weekend when the campus is empty. This way I can see what the campus is like during the week. She offered to take me to one of her lectures and even take me to one of the cafeterias so I can see what the food is like."

"I don't know. I've already made your bento and everything. Why didn't you ask us last night?"

Because I didn't want you to have too much time to think about it or you'd say no, Ranko thought to herself. Shrugging, she said, "I was tired when we got home and just forgot."

"Hmmm," Nodoka hummed noncommittally, not really buying the excuse. "Do you have any tests today?"

"No, we just had midterms."

"I don't know. Genma, what do you think?"

Turning to her father, who she knew cared much less about school, she said, "Please, Daddy. I really want to go."

"I don't see a problem with it but I don't want you to go by yourself. Ranma, take your sister."

"What?" came two simultaneous replies.

"Why do I gotta take her? She's just gonna take the train, she'll be fine."

"No, your father is right, it's a new area and she's going to be around a bunch of college boys. I don't want anything to happen to her, either. Ranma, take your sister," Nodoka said.

"You do realize that if she goes to the school next year, she will be surrounded by college boys all the time, right?"

"But that's different, she'll be in college then."

Ranma resisted the urge to roll his eyes at his mother and her brand of logic. "I have a class today, Ma."

"That's okay, you should go to class. I'm sorry, Ranko but maybe some other time."

"No! I want to go today." Turning to her brother, she pleaded, "Please Ranma?"

The pig-tailed man shook his head. He didn't care about skipping class since he could get notes from his friends, he was more worried about running into Akane again after that tense dinner.

Ranko knew why her brother was saying no, and it definitely had nothing to do with his class. She had her heart set on going to see the school today and hanging out with the blue-haired woman again. Now that she got her parents approval, she wasn't going to let Ranma stop her. She had one fail proof trick up her sleeve.

She sighed heavily and dropped her shoulders, casting her eyes down. Her bottom lip protruded a little as she looked up at him. He only shook his head again in answer.

"Fine," she said in a soft dejected voice.

She picked up her chopsticks and pushed her food around her bowl. She put the slightest bit of a quiver into her lower lip and looked up at him from the corner of her eyes, allowing him to see the small pool of tears forming and the devastated expression on her face.

Ranma glared at her resolutely and Ranko put her attention back to her food. A moment later he heard her sniff and saw a tear roll down her cheek. He had been a sucker for her tears when he was five and it seemed he still was. He knew that she only resorted to such tactics when something was really important to her. He threw his head back and cursed the skies, knowing he was defeated.

"Fine, I'll take you!" he exclaimed as he threw his hands up in the air.

Perking up and tears drying instantly, Ranko suddenly beamed at him. "Thanks, Ranma!" she exclaimed before attacking her food with gusto.

The pig-tailed boy only glared at her as he ate his breakfast.

Nodoka smiled gently at the by play, one that she had seen many times during the years. She loved that her children were close and supported each other, even if begrudgingly.

Genma smirked as he ate. He had no doubts that his daughter could handle herself - he trained her himself after all - and only used this as an opportunity to throw Ranma in front of the Tendo girl. The old friends had agreed last night to continue their matchmaking schemes after meeting the other's children. Both impressed by what they saw, Soun hoped to get his youngest settled with a man who could provide and protect his daughter. Genma wanted his line to continue and with strong heirs. With her pedigree and the martial skills she showed last night, he knew that Akane would be perfect for the job.

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A/N: Here is another glimpse into Ranma and his thought process. I'm sure there are people who are going to say that I have some consistency issues with him. Growing up with a mother and sister, I don't see him being as dismissive about women as he was in the manga, I think if anything he will respect them. He is ultimately honest with the women he is with, never tries to trick or hurt them, and actually able to tell them that he isn't interested in a relationship with them, unlike the manga. He is a jock in his early twenties though, so his mind is often in his pants and some of his thoughts are more colorful. That doesn't make him respect the women he is with any less. For girls he only has a sexual relationship with, he thinks of them in only a sexual way because that is the extent of their interaction.

Tokyo Metropolitan is a real college, although it doesn't have drama, that part is fiction. This went longer than I thought, but that often happens with my chapters. I hope you liked it.

Thank you alwaysZutarian for being an awesome beta reader!
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