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Neko Love	By : MzD Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 42908 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma.

Author's Note: Okami was my Beta reader for this chapter my thanks to him. Also thanks for the reviews especially you ChaosHavoc! I am THE bitch of cliffhangers.... OH,HoHoHoHoHoHoHoHo!!

Chapter 5

Director Nabiki

The world for Ranma was now spinning horribly out of control. Akane was dragging him to a Nabiki doom. He couldn't believe Akane was actually letting this happen. ‘What is so horrible on that tape?’ He wondered. ‘What if I have to kiss Akane? I don't want to be forced to kiss her. I can't show my true feelings to her, she'll just reject me.’

Akane wasn't thinking about what she and Ranma would have to do. She just wanted to make Ranma as uncomfortable as possible. ‘If I'm such an uncute gorilla built tomboy then it will be pure torture to have to pose with me.’

"So are you ready to make the replacement film?" Nabiki asked as the pair entered her room.

"It's not perverted?" Akane asked.

"It depends on how you define perverted." Nabiki smiled evilly. "There's no kissing or intimate touching if that's what you're worried about."

"Do I have to do this?" Ranma-Chan moaned from the floor. "I never agreed." "Would you like me to release the TRUE pictures of last night?" Nabiki said.

"You have pictures?" Akane snapped.

"It's my back up, this new film should give me 4 times more revenue." Nabiki shrugged patting her video recorder.

"Okay so what do we have to do?" Akane asked crossing her arms, letting Ranma-Chan free on the floor.

"Well first pick your outfits." Nabiki said. "If you want to Akane I have a wig to keep you incognito." ‘Don't want anyone thinking I'm a corrupt an insensitive big sister.’

"Outfits?" Ranma whined.

"For that comment you're going to get the bunny outfit." Nabiki said. The white lingerie and ears were dumped in Ranma's lap and Akane was given light blue outfit with a pink wig. They disappeared into different rooms to change.

Akane emerged blushing as she walked. "This dress squeaks!" Akane gasped as she felt the plastic material of the dress.

"At least you've got more material!" Ranma said as he tried to hide his barely covered chest. He was avoiding looking at Akane just in case she thought he was being a pervert.

"Stop being such babies." Nabiki said. "We have a tight schedule to run if we want this done before dinner."

"Why?" Akane asked as she tried on the wig.

"Because the fiancées don't barge in till dinner time." Nabiki explained. "If we get this done now then we have a good chance to get this short film finished."

"So what do we have to do." Akane growled, she didn't like the dress it was too tight and had pushed her chest up till it was almost under her chin.

"Ranma lie down on the bed." Nabiki pulled away a room divider. It revealed her 'studio' she had set up. It looked like a doctor's examination table. "Before I forget Akane here's your cap." Nabiki placed a small nurse's cap in the same material and colour on Akane's head.

"I'm a nurse?" Akane cried. "What kind of film is this?" Ranma-Chan glanced at Akane to look at her. She couldn't look away.

"Eep." She squeaked as Akane caught her glance.

"PERVERT!" Akane snapped.

Nabiki came in between them. "Now, now children." She cooed. "Get used to your outfits because you two are going to be very close."

"How close?" Akane snarled.

"As close as a patient and nurse can get without it being too perverted." Nabiki explained. "Now get on the bed bunny.... That's you Ranma."

"Huh?" Ranma grunted as she slid along to the bed. Akane was watching her movements carefully.

"Now I know how bad it is for either of you to keep your mouths shut." Nabiki said.

"HEY" Both of them yelled.

"So I've decided to switch off the mic." Nabiki continued. "Just say whatever you like so long as you act like you're enjoying yourselves."

"Enjoy myself with that pervert?"

"With that uncute tomboy?"

Nabiki sighed. ‘Never an original insult between them.’ "Look, just lie down Ranma and we'll begin."

Ranma groaned and laid on the soft table. Akane came up behind not sure what to do.

"Now I'm the director so listen and do what I say."

Akane nodded as she scratched the wig. She was glad of the disguise, it was embarrassing without the added recognition she would get. She knew from experience how a change of hair colour could fool the typical Nerima population. "Take the massage oil and give Ranma a good rub down."

"That sounds perverted." Akane growled.

"She'll crush me with those gorilla hands of hers." Ranma protested.

"You think so?!" Akane cried. She squirted some oil on her hands and slapped Ranma's exposed back.

"Ahhh!! COLD!" Ranma squealed. Nabiki smiled to herself glad of her foresight into switching off the microphone. Akane hands worked into Ranma's muscles, there was a crunch as a bone popped in his back. "Ranma look like you're enjoying yourself!" Nabiki scolded.

Ranma gave a thin smile but stopped as he heard a sickening CRUNCH! Akane continued her assault on Ranma's back. Her hands moving across his smooth skin. She tried not to think about how nice his skin was. He was a she at the moment and it wasn't right. She kept her movements tight and sharp. She didn't understand how she could be so nervous about touching him this way.

‘It's only a massage.’ She thought as she slowed down slightly smoothing over the pale skin. ‘It's not like he'd ever let me do this any other time. I should just enjoy it as Nabiki keeps yelling.’ Ranma was still wincing as Akane's clumsy movements caused him pain. Then she started smoothing her skin and Ranma tried not to sigh. It was nice what she was doing. Even if it was rough and unsure. ‘Why can't she do this every time I have a bad fight? Most of them have been after I save HER ass.’

Nabiki smirked. This was more like it, both of them absorbed in each other. Repressing what they long to say. You could see it in their faces, trying not to gasp and groan in pleasure. It was like a strange fight of wills. She'd seen it before from them, neither giving in to reveal how much they liked or loved each other.

‘Is it really love of just forbidden lust?’ Nabiki thought. ‘It's innocent enough, they just can't have each other so they long for each other.’ Whatever it was the electricity between the pair was coming across on the film. She could see it in her viewfinder. ‘I should have done this sooner. Even with Akane disguised it will be highly lucrative with Ranma-Chan in the bunny suit.’ Akane was moving her hands lower down the spine. There was another pop and Ranma jerked a little.

‘Idiot.’ Akane thought. ‘Why does he keep moving?’ She kept her kneading fingers going further down Ranma's body.

"Ahhh!" Ranma screamed. "Now who's the pervert! That's my butt you're touching!"

Akane held her hands up in shock. "Uh..." She didn't know how to reply. 'I'm not a pervert how dare he?',she wanted to say, but then she couldn't argue where her hands had been.

"Just move onto the legs." Nabiki said annoyed that Ranma had objected. ‘Why can't he be a pervert just once?’

Akane slapped her oil covered hands on Ranma's slim thighs. She tried not to think too enviously as she massaged the taut muscles. ‘Would Ranma ever wrap these legs around me.’ She found herself wondering.

Nabiki's smile grew as she saw how flushed Akane was getting. ‘Thinking perverted thoughts sister dear?’

"Okay that's good Akane." Nabiki said trying to release some of the sexual tension that had built up.

"Ranma you can sit up now." Ranma did as Nabiki said. His mind was in a strange fuzzy place. Somehow it hadn't been so bad, his body did feel good from the entire rubbing and cracking.

‘Does Akane know the secret martial art of massage?’

"Rub down Ranma-Chan's shoulders Akane." Nabiki soothed.

Akane moved without any emotion. She was numb from all the closeness to Ranma. She avoided eye contacted with the red head as she soothed the tense shoulders. Ranma did also not know where to look. If she looked down she got an eyeful of Akane's chest. If she looked up she'd have to look into Akane's eyes. So Ranma focused on Akane's shoulder just to the right.

"This is great you two." Nabiki said still grinning. "Now give Ranma's feet a good massage."

"What!" Akane squeaked. "They'll smell!"

"C'mon Akane they're not that bad!" Ranma laughed as he poked a foot in her face.

"Ugg!" Akane grunted. She slapped his foot, pushing it away.

"Chickening out tomboy?" Ranma chuckled. He was slightly insulted, he'd had a shower at school.

"Never!" Akane snapped. She grabbed Ranma's foot and started applying pressure.

"Ahhh!" Ranma said though he was thinking, ‘Ohhhh.’

"Take this!" Akane said jabbing her fingers into the different points of his foot.

"Ow, ow, ow." Ranma jabbered. It was starting to hurt now. "Not so rough!" "

I thought you liked it rough!" Nabiki joked from the sideline. ’I always figured Ranma to be a masochist.’

"What do you mean by that?" Ranma shouted. "Nothing." Nabiki giggled. "Okay change feet Akane before you break that one." Akane snatched up the other foot still using her vicious poking technique. Ranma looked down to his poor foot. Ranma-Chan quickly looked away. She'd gotten an eyeful of pushed up cleavage. A red stripe appeared on Ranma's face and she tried not to choke.

‘Uncute, uncute, uncute.’ Ranma thought over and over trying to cleanse his mind of perverted thoughts. ‘Pop in a bikini, pop in a bikini.’

Akane glanced up to Ranma. She saw her flushed appearance and blushed herself. ‘This is one of the most revealing outfits I've ever had to wear. I am so glad of the wig.’ Her attentions to Ranma's foot soften as she tried not to think of her blush.

"That should be enough." Nabiki said. "Thanks you guys."

"Um, why so short?" Akane asked, she was still holding Ranma's foot.

"I'm changing angles and we have a visitor." Nabiki pointed to the little black piglet that had wandered in. The little eyes were looking up at the two scantily clad girls. Ryoga was having a major mind freeze and nose bleed.

"Pervert pig." Ranma snapped. As he saw how the pig had passed out.

"Oh it's P-Chan!" Akane said.

"Leave the pig." Nabiki ordered. Akane slumped and sat down beside Ranma-Chan.

"Why don't you like P-Chan?" Akane asked.

"Because..." Ranma said stopping, he knew he couldn't say the truth about Ryoga. "It's a little pervert pig." But that didn't mean he couldn't say half truths.

"Just because he gets nose bleeds?" Akane said. "You read too many comics."

"It's true though, perverts get nose bleeds." Nabiki said speaking from her experience. "Now Akane take the stethoscope and check Ranma-Chan's heartbeat."

"That is perverted!" Akane screamed. "Her chest is in the way! I'd have to touch her... THERE!"

"Glad you noticed." Nabiki said.

"My chest is in the way cos' there's so much of it!" Ranma boasted as he put her hands behind her back poking them out.

"RANMA!" Akane yelled. Her fist connected with Ranma-Chan's face and she fell down on the 'bed'. "Looks like she'll need bandaging Akane." "It was her fault!" Akane said.

"I'm a he!" Ranma protested sitting up.

"Not just now you're not." Nabiki pointed out. An alarm rang on Nabiki's desk. "Darn..." Nabiki said. "The perimeter has been breached by a so call suitor, better move people."

"You have an alarm system?" Ranma shouted. "Why don't I get to use it."

"Why would I do that?" Nabiki asked quite innocently.

"Just shut up Ranma and move!" Akane snapped. She picked up her pet pig and ran to her room. "Hey Akane!" Ranma-Chan shouted, annoyed that she'd taken Ryoga away. Ranma was wanting to pound on him. It wasn't needed though as Ryoga didn't recognise Akane.

‘A woman's trying to kidnap me!’ The little black piglet thought as his nose started running blood. ‘Must get away, this must all be Ranma's fault!’ "Pweee!" He squealed and finally wiggled free.

"P-Chan!" Akane cried but there was no time. There was a thud downstairs. She slammed her door shut and ducked under the covers. She heard Ranma's door slam and Akane desperately wished she were in another life.

Ranma had also hidden his wardrobe. She had completely stripped the small outfit off and was trying to put on her pants. ‘Oh this is not good, I still smell of massage oil!’ He thought panicking. He flung a loose silk shirt over his female body and scampered out wanting to quickly go into the bathroom to wash. He heard some more crashing noises downstairs and laughter. Very, very, familiar insane laughter. "Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!"

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Author's Note: Sorry it didn't go further for those lemon lovers but not yet... Not in front of Nabiki! Still got a lot more chaos to come. Till next time. Mz D.
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