Fatal Attraction

DaisukiFox: Gotta' say everyone... I've been getting much faster than before. I managed to do this all in one day. Sid is the one who's been slowing us down for once. lol

Some sad news is... we're almost done with this little project of ours, right Sid?

Sid: Yes and waff writers don't suck as badly as I thought, I might actually read stuff on FF for a bit rather then going to my fine, fine lemon sites. It's been a slice that we shall continue when we get the chance.

We don't own Ranma, Foxy just wants to kidnap Ryoga to write him and myself Mousse.

The two martial artists stared at their wrists, blinking in order to see if their eyes were playing some sort of trick on them. As they stared, it became increasingly obvious that this was no illusion; they had indeed willingly gone through with the final act. It seemed that the words of the ancient Amazon came true; they had reached that point where love was now possible. Ranma was at a loss for words, Ryoga was deeply ashamed that he had forgotten his affection for Akane.

Ranma was the first to respond to the situation; carefully she slid away from him and sat up. Then reached out and grabbed her shirt, and got to work on getting herself dressed... she managed to get her stained pants back on. Not a single word was uttered by her, it seemed as though the actions that they committed were something as casual as getting dressed in the morning.

Ryoga's actions hadn't differed as much either... though his was more trance like, as if his actions weren't his own anymore. The moment that they were completely clothed... the two turned their heads to one another. The tension was high, but not as much as it had been for them before.

Volumes of volumes of thoughts passed through them... the basics were. What should they do about this? The damn thing had gotten what it wanted, there was now something between them... was that a bad thing or perhaps a good thing? Was it alright for them to pursue something more? A few more minutes passed by and they couldn't even look at each other anymore.

They quickly turned away from each other while they sat on their knees. "So... now what?" Ranma asked, looking over her shoulder.

"I don't know...," Ryoga replied, "I just don't know." he added. How would this turn out? Was there any reason for telling Akane what happened between them? Was there a reason to tell anyone anything anymore? He couldn't possibly face Akane..., 'Do I even want to face her anymore...?' as much as Ryoga tried to deny it, the seeds of doubt had already begun their course. Akane failed to realize who he was and continued failing to acknowledge him as someone much more than a friend... she failed, where Ranma had succeeded. Though did he truly want anything from Ranma, or even Akane for that matter? Was there any point in even contemplating any of these thoughts? He was technically free... free to live his life and search for a cure to his Jusenkyo curse too. That would also mean Ranma was free to quest for her freedom to be cured of her curse. There was a pain in his heart that emerged, that it caused him to grasp the area over his heart. 'D-damn it! W-why the hell does this have to bother me! Why the hell did I say love to her! W-why don't I just run away from all of this hell, this torture chamber of a town!' these thoughts were extremely distressing for Ryoga.

Ranma continued glancing behind her, watching everything Ryoga did, his battle aura seemed... timid, scared and confused... but most of all, depressed. Ranma's most common style of thinking came back, why should she care? She was didn't have to deal with having sexual desires for Ryoga! She should go off and they'd go back to their struggle over who was the stronger of the two! She of course would hold the track record for most wins and Ryoga would struggle and come along. She'd taunt and mess with Ryoga as much as she could and gain new techniques by misleading Cologne into thinking she would marry Shampoo; when it would just be for her own training purposes. The same usual chaos that came with the title of heir to the Saotome School of Anything Goes! Except, as she tried to think all of this... she couldn't help but feel her own aura trying to match Ryoga's. This sad feeling dawned on her... the pigtailed girl would miss him being around like this. It was as though he had become her best friend... at least that's what she told herself. 'Maybe... maybe it thought that since I was a girl, that me and Ryoga should be together... b-but since I'm really a guy, maybe now we can just be friends?' Ranma remembered the laws of the bracelets, what she had said didn't make any sense; of course she was making up excuses to be able to cope with these strange, new feelings.

Ryoga was supportive, caring, sensitive and strong. He cared for Ranma, he once said it himself... he couldn't bring himself to kill Ranma; at least not without being taunted far enough. That was his fickle nature and his easily erupting temper. She found it... somewhat entertaining, yet, kinda' cute. 'N-Never thought I'd think that about another guy, much less Ryoga... man, my life is sooo ruined.' she sighed, there was nothing she could do about it. There was one option left, "Ryoga... look, this doesn't have to mean any-," she started.

"Shut the hell up!" Ryoga shouted, turning around with tearstained eyes.

Ranma was quick to defend herself, "Look! I was just try ta'-" she never got to finish as the lost boy enveloped her in a hug. She considered pushing him away, though she remembered that were traces of tears across Ryoga's face.

"Please, Ranma... I need to say a few things." he said; his voice once again taking on that strained sounding tone.

"O-okay..." she replied, blushing.

"I love you...," he blushed, gulping before he continued. "As damned horrible as that sounds, it's true... I don't want to go back to being what we were doing before, I don't want Akane, I don't want anyone else but you... I want to leave because I know you probably don't love me as much as I love you." There was a pause, but then he continued... since Ranma was too shocked to really say anything. "All my life... I've been living a sad life, such a sad and lonely life... then Akane came and I thought I found the kindness in my life that has been owed me, but it was just me searching for a thread of hope. I was glad I found her through you because now I had a much deeper purpose to my life."

"R-Ryoga! Stop!" Ranma exclaimed.

"P-please just let me finish...," he urged her, then heard nothing from her and continued, "That purpose was to get Akane to love me, as much as I thought I loved her" taking in a shuttering breath, he closed his eyes tight. "So, I drove myself to become better than you... change her destiny from marrying you,by killing you or defeating you, I even resorted to underhanded ways. I always felt horrible about those things, there's no honor in fighting like that." of course that included him and Ranma, since Ranma wasn't all that honor bound either. "Now, that's changed... these things brought me closer to you, now... I want you; I want you and only you..." Ryoga slowly moved himself away from the redheaded gender shifter.

Stunned, truly and utterly stunned, was all that could describe Ranma's current thoughts... he was looking to her, her of all people for Kindness? She had taken on Akane's role in Ryoga heart, did she truly want that? Did she truly want to be involved with Ryoga in that way? She had sex with him, all on her own free will. Was it possible that it meant much more than some stupid mistake? Ranma was always so stubborn when it came to making decisions or getting anything off her chest. "Ryoga...," she pulled back. "I'm gonna' give this a shot." she replied, looking to the side. "Better not make me regret this, Pork Butt..."

Ryoga stared at her before he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, delighted beyond all reason to think he finally had someone to fall for... it was unexpected, but damn it, Ranma was worth the shot. "Thank you" he said when he had pulled back from the kiss.

"Don't push your luck..." she stated, blushing slightly.

"A-alright, Ranma" he replied, looking to the side with a nervous stare.

"Ryoga, I love you too..." she said and wrapped her small arms around him. Ryoga blushed and buried his head into her shoulder to hide his tears of joy. Finally after so many years of loneliness, love was his and the person the most worthy of his love was a powerful martial artist like himself, his best friend and the sweetest girl he'd ever met. She was beautiful, kind and smart with a heart of gold. He vowed then and there that he would never let her go, no matter what. Feeling a lump in his pocket, he got curious and fished it out. "Ranma look!" he cried when he found the ruby there with the heinous dragon bracelets now magically restored to it.

Ranma shivered to see the cause of all their troubles... and of her new found happiness. "Throw it away" she said.

"We can't, it'll stay with us until we sell the damned thing." Ryoga said. Both of them pondered this, who would they wish this curse on?

There was a knock at the door and Ryoga answered it, Mousse almost got a nosebleed at the sweet smell of sex in the air. He blushed when he realized that what had been taking them so long, was that they'd been making love... in Shampoo's bed. He'd never been in her bed and now his greatest rival had... with her sworn enemy. Mousse got the impression that this was going to be a very confusing situation for everyone. "I-I, we were wondering what was happening in here..." he stammered.

"We were working things out." Ranma said with a tinkle in her eye and shared a contented smirk with Ryoga. Ryoga placed his hand over his mouth to muffle his giggles.

Mousse noticed her bloodstained pants "I have some clothes that I've outgrown," he stated, placing his fingers to his glasses and straightening them, "you can't walk around like that" he said, feeling oddly generous towards Ranma now that he would no longer be a threat. He brought back a pair of black pants and a black long, sleeved mandarin shirt.

"Wow you own other clothes besides your white robe and blue pants?" she teased him and borrowed Shampoo's closet to change in. The clothes were a little big on her, but better then her own soiled ones.

"I own lots of different clothes" Mousse said with dignity. Ryoga watched while the love struck boy painstakingly made up Shampoo's rumpled bed, an idea formed in his mind, he shared a glance with Ranma and realized that she'd reached the same decision. They shared twin conspiratorial grins.

"Mousse do you have any money?" Ranma asked him in a sing-song voice.

"A few yen I earned as tips last night, why?" he asked as he reverently stroked Shampoo's comforter into place.

Ryoga pulled out the amulet "We have a curse we no longer need, it's for sale and going really cheap" he said, giving the other boy a wolfish grin.

Mousse eyes went wide at the implications and pulled out his coin purse. "Sold!" he said.

He was greedily running his fingers over the dragons on the amulet, while Ranma and Ryoga discussed how to handle their situation. "I can help you get out of the kiss of death or marriage" he volunteered.

"Really... how?" Ranma asked.

"Leave that to me!" he replied confidently.

The two Amazon women were waiting impatiently for their flunky...and Ranma and Ryoga to return. Shampoo's jaw dropped when she saw them holding hands. "What the meaning of this? You're my airen" she cried.

"Actually, I'm not" Ranma said with a smirk.

"What do you mean by that, son-in-law?" Cologne demanded.

Mousse pulled out a list "Shampoo has given the kiss of marriage or death to two hundred and seventeen men, I was the first one" he said pushing up his glasses again; would he ever get a more decent pair? Probably not.

"It not count, you no outsider!" she snarled and blushed.

"Shampoo you can't have!" Cologne said.

"I have names, addresses and a website about this!" Mousse said, supplying the proof.

"This is a political nightmare..." Cologne moaned. "Do have any idea the amount of research I shall have to devote to figure out who your husband actually is? How could you be so stupid!" she cried at her.

"Shampoo like to kiss...?" she said sheepishly, a small sweat drop formed on the back of her head.

"Ranma's not even close to the top, he's number one hundred and ninety seven to be exact" Mousse said.

"Then means that I was never married to Shampoo!" Ranma said triumphantly.

"Yes, you have to accept that" Cologne said. "You're free to go. Come on, Shampoo start packing for China... we're going to need the counsel's help with this one" she ordered.

"But I love Ranma!" she protested.

"You should have thought of that before you went kiss, kiss, kissing..." Cologne said in disgust.

"Before we go, I have a present for you" Mousse said and handed her the amulet. Shampoo reached for it before she could stop herself. There was a flash of red, Shampoo goggled at the bracelet on her wrist, at the matching one on the wrist of a triumphant looking Mousse and screamed "aiyyyyyyyyyyyyyyi!"

At that moment the two martial artists departed from the home of the amazons, but not before they waved and congratulated the new soon-to-be couple and wished them to have many children. In fact, this was sort of a pay back for Ranma for all those times she had tried to take advantage of Ranma. All those times she used low, underhanded moves in order to get Ranma to go on a date with her; it was justice in its finest form.

Ryoga shared a smile with his new lover and took her hand, neither caring at all the looks of surprise they that were receiving from the people passing by. At this point Ranma and Ryoga were known all over the city as the two that duked it out with amazing martial art skills. Even some students were around; this would definitely be a conversation piece for them at school tomorrow. Little did that matter to them, their hearts belonged to each other and that was all that mattered to Ryoga. "Now what?" the lost boy asked.

"Who really owns the school of Anything Goes?" Ranma said.

"Happosai, I think." Ryoga replied.

"Yes, and I think that it just needs one heir. We need to convince him of that!" Ranma said. "I think I can do that..." she said glancing at her breasts.

"Oh no... no more showing off your body to other men! I'm the only one who gets to see you naked from now on." Ryoga said forcefully; taking on a stern voice, in the exact same way a father would instruct a daughter.

Ranma tried to feel annoyed at how bossy Ryoga was suddenly being, but she can really tell it was because he was concerned about her; Ryoga had said that he loved her. "Come on, not even a little lingerie?" she said and curled a lock of his hair around her finger and drew him in for a sweet kiss, already figuring out how to manipulate him.

Ryoga pulled back; extremely tempted to rip all her clothes off, "Okay... but I get to monitor it and nothing too revealing. I don't want people thinking my future wife is easy..." he said, then widened his eyes in realization, 'D-did I just say that?' he thought, blushing brightly.

Ranma's eyes widened as well, she found herself unable to look at the lost boy, but then decided that maybe that wasn't such a bad idea. Though a little too early to consider that, for the moment they had to convince Happosai to let them go through with their idea of letting Ranma and Ryoga run the dojo. "W-wow... you're one to jump the gun, aren't cha'?" she asked, somewhat nervously.

"U-uh... well, yeah..." Ryoga stammered, rubbing the back of his neck.

There had to be some way to restore the calm air between them... why had it been such a difficult problem? They knew that by doing what they were doing, they'd technically be saying they wanted to be married and considered to be husband and wife? Well, probably husband and husband sometimes... it was probably the prospect of them both being male at one point or another. They'd have to work that out some other time, right now... Ranma had to do something. Sure, it'd delay their time of getting home, but the moment called for it. "Well... who said your gonna' get me to be yours that easily, huh?" Ranma asked turning to him and smirking.

"W-wait... didn't we just say we were?" Ryoga asked, his depression about to shoot up. That was until he noticed that signature smirk across her face. "Ah... so, that's how you wanna' play, huh?" Ryoga smirked, taking afew steps back and taking an offensive position. The redheaded girl also jumped back and took a position of her own, "Yeah... are you game pig boy, or are ya' gonna' get soft on me?" she shouted.

"I don't know... let's find out, cross dresser." he replied, causing Ranma to chuckle lightly.

"Bring it!" she shouted. The two charged one another... not in anger or hatred, but in the way they knew best how to express themselves; through their art. The way they moved and punched, it was as if they were in harmony. Each punched and kicked, dodged and evaded with precise accuracy. Ryoga aimed to bring his fist to her stomach, but she skidded to the right. Then brought her leg up and sent it flying into the lost boy's face. It hadn't gotten very far, seeing as Ryoga brought up the side of his forearm; effectively countering it.

She was surprised at first, but used the force of her own kick and Ryoga's arm to put some distance between them, allowing them to further continue their strange sort of dance. "Not half bad...," Ranma commented, "for someone who'll probably get lost trying to hit my face."

"Don't you worry your pretty little head about that..." Ryoga retorted, managing to playfully tease her about her looks.

This was different to say the least, this fight was actually... fun. That's the way Ranma would put it, most of their fights involved Ryoga shouting and fighting blindly with fits of anger and rage. This time it was more peaceful and focused. "This pretty face is gonna' teach ya' some manners!" Ranma replied, crossing her arms in an 'X' formation, signaling the use of her 'Pride of The Fierce Tiger Attack'.

The lost boy stared at her for a moment; this wasn't going to be easy. Following her actions as quickly as he could, the lost boy took his 'X' formation stance and harnessed all the depression he could... his thoughts revolved around the fact that he could've ended up lonely, how Ranma could've broken his heart when they were at Cologne's home.

The two timed their shots and fired.

"LION'S ROAR SHOT!"

"PRIDE OF THE FIERCE TIGER!"

There was a clash of energy, then two beams of power tried to overwhelm the other. The two pushed as hard as they could, further than they thought they could... their little light show had attracted some people, They obviously ignored them of course. The blast continued until both of them were finally unable to keep going, so their attacks vanished with a loud booming sound.

Ranma grabbed her knees and panted, completely out of breath.

The lost boy had also done the same... after a moment or two; the two looked up to one another and smiled. "Y-ya' know what...?" she asked, "I wish I could whip you" Ranma said, grinning at the lost boy.

Ryoga sighed contently, having caught as much of his breath as he possibly could, "Thanks... s-so, what do you think?" he asked.

"Let's call it a draw..." she stated, and then moved over to him "for now" she finished, winking at him. With that she snaked an arm around him and helped him stand.

The two turned in the direction of the Tendo's home; they had one hell of an awkward future conversation ahead them; it wasn't as though either of them were complaining of course.