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Blind Date	By : PurseMonger Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 8567 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dinner turned out to be a lot more fun than Akane thought. The four of them seemed to get along really well, the conversation flowed nicely, and no one seemed to take any of the teasing badly. As dinner ended, Ryoga asked the girls if they wanted to extend the evening and do something else. Ukyo excitedly agreed and suggested karaoke, which was something the girls loved to do. Ranma just shrugged his shoulders in acquiescence, more than happy to extend the night as both girls were easy to be around and neither of them were high maintenance. The three then turned their attention to Akane.

She hated being put on the spot, especially when she had to say no. As tempting as the offer was, she needed to go home and start her paper. Finals were approaching and if she didn’t get a jump on it now, she was going to be in trouble when she had to also study for exams. She promised the group that after finals were over, they would go out again to celebrate. While they were a little disappointed everyone understood her predicament.

Ranma planned to pick up his dad to make sure he got home okay, as he was sure that the old men had been drinking all night while telling tales, or what they would claim as real stories. Ryoga was taking Ukyo home but the Tendo property was on the way to the train station, so they were all walking together.

Ranma and Akane were walking side by side a little in front of Ryoga and Ukyo, as they were holding hands and making eyes at each other. They were walking in a comfortable silence, enjoying the cool night air when the blue-haired girl noticed Ranma’s gaze was fixed across the street. The pig-tailed man stopped suddenly.

“I’ll be right back,” he said quickly before he hurried across the street.

“What’s going on?” Ryoga said when he stopped next to her.

“I don’t know,” Akane admitted.

The trio watched as Ranma reached the other side of the street and bent down quickly to pick up a white stuffed bunny. He brushed off dirt from the top and side of the toy before he jogged towards an older woman holding the hand of a young girl with a big bow in her curly blond hair. He called out to them as he got closer and they both stopped and turned around. When he reached him, he gave a respectful bow to the older woman before he squatted in front of the little girl and offered her the stuffed bunny. Even from across the street they could hear her squeal “Pyonkichi!” before grabbing the toy and hugging it fiercely.

“I guess he saw that little girl drop her toy and wanted to return it to her,” Ukyo said.

“Yeah, that sounds like Ranma. He’s always helping people whether he knows them or not and he’s a sucker for little kids,” Ryoga said off handedly. He’d witnessed his friend’s kindness before and a scene like this wasn’t new to him.

A smile curved over Akane’s face as she watched the scene. The little girl seemed to have become suddenly shy and buried her face into her toy in an attempt to hide behind it, only peaking at Ranma over the head of the animal, which seemed to make Ranma laugh. He said something to make her giggle as she twisted left and right, making the bottom of her little dress twirl prettily around her little legs.

It was an adorable sight.

Ranma patted the little girl on top of her and stood up. The older woman seemed to be thanking him and he rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, waving off her praise before he gave her another respectful bow and returned to the group.

“Sorry about that,” he said as he reached them.

“Don’t be, that was really sweet,” Ukyo said.

Ryoga, a little jealous at the way his girlfriend was looking at Ranma like he was a hero, rolled his eyes. He would have done the same thing had he noticed the little girl dropping the stuffed animal!

The pig-tailed man only shrugged his shoulder before they continued on their way.

Akane couldn’t help but take peeks at the pigtailed man during their walk back. She kept replaying the scene of him and the little girl in her mind. It was just such a sweet image but far from anything she would ever have expected from the macho persona she had come to associate with Ranma. He was far more complex than just the jerk she had originally met seemed and it made her wonder what else she would discover about him.

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“We are never ever, ever getting back together,” Akane sang.

“You talk to my friends, I talk to your friends, talk to me,” Ukyo piped in.

“But we are never ever, ever, ever getting back together!” the two girls said in unison.

Sitting on the couch, Ranma punched Ryoga on the arm.

“This isn’t a good sign for you,” the pig-tailed man teased his friend.

“Don’t hate cuz I got a girl and you don’t,” the fanged man replied, not bothering to look at him.

Finals were over and the girls had decided to celebrate by taking the boys up on their offer for karaoke. They had brought along their friends Sayuri and Yuka, who seemed to be getting along well with the guys’ friends, Hiroshi and Daisuke. The eight of them had rented out a large karaoke room and had been singing for a while. The groups seemed to merge together easily, but Ranma knew it was because his friends – horndogs to the core – were hoping to get lucky. The girls didn’t seem to mind as they flirted back all evening, clearly enjoying the attention.

It was amusing watching Akane and Ukyo get slowly buzzed throughout the evening. Both of them had rather good voices, so the addition of alcohol wasn’t making the evening painful. In fact, they seemed to sing better as the night went along and they became less reserved with their voices.

A few moments later, the two girls fell into their seats in a fit of giggles.

“I’m having the besssst time!” the blue-haired woman exclaimed with a wide smile, her slightly glazed eyes twinkling.

“I KNOW, it’s been sooo long since we’ve done this! Why has it been this long since we did this?”

“I don’t know, but we totally should do it more often!” Akane said excitedly, finding the idea amazing.

“You’d come with us again, right Sugar?” Ukyo said putting a hand high on Ryoga’s thigh and gently rubbing it up and down slowly.

“Of course.”

Ryoga took her hand and clasped her fingers with his. While he quite liked her attentions, he really wanted to wait until they were alone before she got too frisky. Once she got started it was hard for him to resist her and he didn’t feel like putting on a show for his friends. Knowing them, they would only start to criticize his techniques, while yelling out suggestions. He wouldn’t put it past them to put up numbers judging his performance. He smiled as she snuggled closer to him.

Sayuri and Yuka started singing next. The pair loved to sing together and had their songs perfectly synchronized with dance movements. Akane let her head fall back against the couch and closed her eyes. The late nights of studying catching up to her suddenly making her really tired.

“I think it’s time to go,” Ranma said when the song was over, noticing how sleepy the blue-haired girl looked.

“Awww,” came two simultaneous responses from Sayuri and Yuka.

“The four of us are going to a bar after this, you guys wanna come?” Sayuri asked while the group was gathering their things.

“We’ll probably just head back to my place, I’m getting kinda tired,” Ukyo answered before she wrapped her arms around Ryoga’s waist and whispered something in his ear, making him turn red.

No one actually believed she was actually tired.

“No, that’s okay,” Akane murmured, barely stifling a yawn.

“How about you, Ranma?” Sayuri asked with a flirtatious smile.

“Nah, I better head out too,” he replied amicably.

Being the fifth wheel didn’t sound like much fun to him. While Sayuri had showed some interest in him throughout the night, and he thought she was cute, he had no real interest in her himself. His interest seemed to be solely on a certain blue-haired girl and he had already screwed up enough where she was concerned. He wasn’t willing to ruin her good opinion of him just to get his rocks off with her friend, no matter how willing the girl seemed. Besides, Hiroshi seemed to be really interested in Sayuri and he made it a rule never to cock block his friends.

Outside the four headed off towards their afterhours destination, leaving Ranma, Ryoga, Akane, and Ukyo on the sidewalk.

“Come on, Akane, we’ll take you back before we go to my house,” Ukyo suggested.

“Don’t be silly, I’ll just take the train back. It’s not far,” she said with a huge yawn. Her eyes were slightly closed and she smiled lazily, her body swaying a little. Everything was slightly hazy and her body seemed a little slow to react but she didn’t care because she felt so good.

“No, I don’t want you to fall asleep on the train.”

“It’s ’kay, I’ll be fine,” she drawled with a slight slur.

Not trusting the blue-haired woman to travel alone in the condition she was in so late at night, Ranma interrupted the pair.

“How about I hail a cab and take Akane home?”

“No, you don’t…”

“That sounds perfect!” Ukyo said, rolling over Akane’s objections. “Please make sure she gets home okay.” She narrowed her eyes and pointed her finger at him as a thought came to mind. “And no funny stuff!”

Ryoga snorted, “Yeah, no taking advantage of the drunk girl.”

“I’m not drunk!” Akane exclaimed indignantly and was ignored by everyone.

“I could say the same thing to you!” Ranma retorted.

“You better not, I’m looking forward to being taken advantage off!” the chef said as she wrapped her arm around her boyfriend’s muscular arm then proceeded to rub her breasts against him suggestively.

“And who am I to disappoint her?” Ryoga said with a grin.

Ignoring their antics, Ranma bid them goodbye before he hailed a cab and slipped onto the backseat next to the blue-haired girl for the ride to the Tendo house. Almost as soon as they got in, Akane put her head back and dozed off. When the cab took a turn her body went with it and she fell against Ranma, her head resting on his shoulder. Not wanting her to be jostled, Ranma slowly moved his arm around her shoulders and inched closer to her to make sure she was comfortable. With nothing else to do, he closed his eyes.

While it looked like he was sleeping he was wide awake, too aware of his current position to be able to relax. He took a small sniff of her hair, smelling the same clean scent of her shampoo but this time it was mixed with something else. Her perfume was a warm mix of vanilla and flowers that seemed to make his blood hum. Just then she snuggled closer to him, her hand landing over his stomach where it started slipping down. His eyes shot open and he grabbed her wrist. He paused when he realized how small and delicate it seemed before he moved her hand to settle it safely on her lap. He wasn’t some pervert that would get his jollies from an unsuspecting sleeping woman, especially when she was slightly drunk.

When they got to the house, Ranma tried to wake her up by shaking her shoulder but she was fast asleep, only murmuring a little in response to his calls. Finding no other solution, he grabbed her small bag and ruffled through it, feeling oddly guilty as he knew he should never look through a woman’s handbag without permission. Luckily, she wasn’t one to carry a huge purse and her keys were easy to find.

He paid the cab driver and propped her up against the back of the seat before going around to open her door. He grabbed one hand and slung her arm around his neck. Her body seemed to follow naturally and soon she had her face burrowed into the crook of his neck. He put her other arm around him before putting his arms under her legs. He hoisted her up and headed into the grounds. He prayed that Soun was asleep because he knew how this situation could be misinterpreted.

On the way through the yard, he had to pause as she moved her other arm around him and snuggled closer. She rubbed her face along the crook of his neck and murmured softly as she settled against him. Her hot breath blew lazily against his cool skin, causing him to shiver slightly before she let out a low moan. Ranma closed his eyes for a moment trying to collect himself. He was getting turned on and she wasn’t even trying! The girl was going to be the death of him.

He managed to get her into the house and upstairs without further incident and then stopped as he realized he had no idea which room was hers. Luckily for him, there were little wooden ducks hanging on each of the doors with names on them written in English, making it easy to find her room. He placed her gently on the bed and pulled off her shoes before tucking her in.

He smiled when she let out a small snort before rolling over to her side. Looking around her room, he noticed that it was very neat, a feat he was never able to manage in his own room. Knowing from experience that she would likely wake up with a headache, he went quietly to the downstairs bathroom and found two aspirin and then detoured into the kitchen to get a glass of water. He put both on her nightstand with a little note. He stood there for a moment staring at her before he reached out and moved a stray strand of hair off of her face and tucked it behind her ear. She really was so damn cute.

The pigtailed man was just about to close the door when he heard a throat clear behind him, and he spun around in surprise.

“Mr. Tendo!”

“Ranma.”

“Di…did I wake you?”

“No, I just came out for a glass of water.”

The two stood there for a moment, Soun’s eyes boring into the younger man before the Tendo patriarch spoke again.

“And, what were you doing?” Soun asked gruffly, his hard tone conveying that he expected a good answer or there would be dire consequences. .

“Oh, I was just…it wasn’t…” Ranma stuttered as he realized how this looked. He took a deep breath. He had no idea why he felt like a teenager getting caught sneaking out of a girl’s room. “’Kane fell asleep on the cab ride home and I carried her up,” he said in a much calmer voice.

Dark eyebrow quirked, Soun moved past Ranma and opened the door to her room. Looking inside, he saw his daughter lying on her bed fast asleep, fully clothed. His shoulders relaxed a little at the sight. He knew exactly how hard she had pushed herself during finals and was glad she was getting some rest.

Well, he thought to himself dryly, it’s a relief I won’t have to figure out where to hide the boy’s body.

“Ah, well,” the Tendo patriarch said as he turned his attention back to Ranma, “thank you for taking care of her.”

Ranma felt his tensed body immediately relax, relieved to know the older man believed him and that he didn’t have an angry father to deal with. He suddenly had a vision of the older man chasing him around while wearing old samurai armor and brandishing a katana. He had always thought of the Tendo patriarch as good natured and kind, so he was little taken aback by the ominous aura that had surrounded then man. But then again, it was reasonable if his precious daughter was involved.

Soun gave the younger man a pat on the shoulder. Although he approved of the boy, no man would ever truly be deserving of his baby girl. A grin appeared on his face as a thought came to mind.

“So, Ranma, you want to run a dojo when you graduate, right?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Well, how would you like to get some on the job training? There’s something I need help with and I think you’re the right man for the job.”

Intrigued, Ranma nodded and the pair headed down the stairs.

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When Akane woke up the next morning, it took her a moment to figure out where she was. Her head felt a little heavy, her body ached from too much sleep, and she had a serious case of cotton mouth. She blinked when she realized she was in her bed. The last thing she remembered was getting in the cab with Ranma.

She knew she shouldn’t have gone out last night with how little sleep she had lately. She must have been more tired than she knew and coupled with the alcohol, it was no surprised she passed out like that. She had no memory of coming into the house.

How did she get inside?

She shook her head, trying to clear out the cobwebs. While she knew she had been buzzed last night, she hadn’t been drunk enough to black out. Maybe she fell asleep. But that didn’t explain how she got in her bed. Maybe Ranma had helped her in? She tried to remember what happened but her head hurt too much. She was safe and at home so she would just have to think about it later. Wondering what time it was, she glanced over to her nightstand and was surprised to find a glass of water next to two aspirin. She grabbed the post-it note stuck on the glass and read it.

Drink me and take these! ~Ranma

Well that answered her question, he must have carried her in. She smiled and did as the note instructed before snuggling back into her blankets, suddenly feeling much better.

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It was a situation that Ranma seemed to find himself in a lot lately, walking through the gates of the Tendo compound. Somehow within a few weeks, he found himself feeling completely at home there. Maybe it was the way Soun treated him like a son, better than his Pop did sometimes. Or maybe it was just being around a certain blue-haired girl. Her smile, her laugh just had a way of…he really couldn’t really explain it. It just made him happy.

She was different from most of the girls he knew, although part of the reason for that was he had almost no female friends. He hung out with mostly guys and the girls he knew were girls he dated or girl’s his friends dated, who he never got too friendly with or bothered to get to know. So it was a surprise that he genuinely liked Akane’s company. That they had become friends.

Friends.

He frowned. Somehow he had never thought of that as a bad word but lately it felt like it was one. Not for the first time since he met her, he regretted the way he treated her on their blind date. What had seemed like such a great idea at the time was really starting to bite him in the ass.

If he had just acted normally, he wondered what would have happened between them. Could they have been dating now? And actually dating, not just banging each other like most of the other girls he’d been with, which was a surprise to him. He hadn’t been interested in a girl for more than anything but just sex in such a long time. But then again, Akane wasn’t just another girl. She was different. She was special. He couldn’t help but regret his decision.

With those thoughts running through his mind, he headed towards the dojo to meet Soun. The older man had somehow gotten him to agree to go help with the class without actually telling him what he was going to do and without being paid for it. He had successfully avoided answering his questions the other night about the class. Ranma was beginning to think the older man was as sneaky as his father. Which, when you thought about it, made sense since they were old friends after all.

He walked in to the dojo and found Akane there cleaning up some pads and storing them back into a storage closet with sliding shoji doors. She was wearing her gi and currently bent over. He stopped and took a moment to admire the view. Life wasn’t worth living if a man couldn’t take the time to appreciate at a very nice ass.

“Hey, ‘Kane!” Ranma quickly called out as she turned around.

“Hi, Ranma,” she replied, unconsciously straightening out her hair and clothes. “What are you doing here?”

“Your dad asked for my help in his next class.”

“His next class?” Akane asked, her right eyebrow arching in surprise and a smirk forming on her lips. This should be interesting, she thought.

“Yeah, why?”

“Nothing. It’s nice of you to help him like that. By the way, thanks again for the other night.”

“It’s no big deal. It’s not like you’re heavy or nothin’.”

“Well, I’m not exactly light either.”

Ranma shrugged. “No, but that’s okay. So what if you’re not super skinny?”

“Umm…” Akane really had no response to that comment.

“You work out, which means more muscle, which is denser. Being fit is much better than skinny.”

“Oh…well…thanks,” she replied, blushing a little at the compliment.

“You’re welcome, but like I said, it wasn’t a big deal. I’m pretty fit too,” he said, flexing his arms to show off his biceps.

“Right,” Akane said as she looked away. She had been trying not to stare at Ranma but it was hard when he came in dressed only in black workout pants and a white cotton ribbed tank which should off his wide shoulders and muscular arms. She tried not to blush even more as she recalled the very vivid, very hot dream she had of the pig-tailed man after she saw him all hot and sweaty with his shirt off. They were both in her room and he was hot and all sweaty again, but this time it was from all the naughty things she was doing to him.

Luckily for her, a few women came into the dojo just then followed by the Tendo patriarch. The blue-haired woman walked over to greet the ladies while Soun approached the pig-tailed man.

“Ranma, thank you for helping me today. Why don’t you have a seat while I get started with these ladies?”

He lead the women through a session of light stretching before asking the group of neighborhood women to take seats against one wall of the dojo. He walked to the center of the dojo and motioned to the pig-tailed man to join him before addressing the women.

“Ladies, thank you for joining me tonight. We have been working for quite some time on your basic self-defense skills. Today we will be putting all you learned to the test. With us today is Ranma.”

He gestured to the younger man, who nodded to the women in greeting.

“He has graciously agreed to play your attacker for the evening. He will put on some protective pads and attack each of you in turn while I watch and judge your reactions. Each of you will get several turns, the last being a surprise attack.”

What? Ranma thought as his eyes widened in horror.

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Akane winced as she watched Ranma get kicked in the crotch for the umpteenth time that night. He was fully padded in that area - along with the rest of his body – but it still had to be uncomfortable.

She now felt a little guilty about not warning him earlier on how he would be helping with the class. Her father was active in the community and insisted on giving self-defense classes for the women in the neighborhood. He only ever needed help at the end of each session when it was time to test his students. Akane would normally come in and help, taking on the role of instructor while Soun himself would play attacker. He always dreaded this part of the lessons but insisted that it was a necessary part in the program that helped keep the women safe. He would never consider having Akane take part as the attacker but it seemed like he had no qualms about asking Ranma to do it.

She sighed as she thought about the pig-tailed man. She genuinely enjoyed his company as he was funny and honest. He cared about and took care of other people without making a big deal out of it. He helped people without making a production out of it, not wanting or needing credit for his good deeds. They had a lot in common and liked a lot of the same things. She adored his mother and got along so well with his sister.

Not to mention how attracted she was to him. It was all she could do sometimes to keep her hormones in check. More than once she had the urge to just have her way with him. But she couldn’t as he had made it very clear that he didn’t see her that way. It was just her luck that the one guy she actually liked in a long time didn’t feel the same way.

Although, there were times that she caught him looking at her in a certain way that made her wonder if the attraction was one-sided. But she usually shrugged the thought away as she attributed to wishful thinking.

This time the blue-haired woman flinched as one very enthusiastic young mother stomped on Ranma’s insole, elbowed him in the stomach, and then threw him over her shoulder. He landed on the floor with a thud before getting up again.

Well, at least she didn’t kick him in…nevermind. There it is, she thought with a grimace.

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Ranma lay on the floor, staring blankly at the ceiling. This had officially been the worst hour of his life. Even worse than all those excruciating college entrance exams he had to sit for.

He was a moron for not finding out exactly what he would be required to do to ‘help’. He took back all the nice things he had to say about the Tendo patriarch. The man was an evil genius. He’d have to remember to stay on his toes when around the Tendo patriarch.

All he wanted to do now was just stay where he was and curl into a ball, but pride forced him to get up. With a groan, he moved to his feet and prepared himself for another pummeling.

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Okay, so maybe the entire experience wasn’t terrible. It was gratifying to know that he had done his part to help these nice women stay safe. Maybe he had been a little too harsh on Soun earlier.

Ranma’s change of heart had a lot to do with being surrounded by women who were singing his praises and thanking him for his help. Their gratitude made him feel nice, like he had done a good job. It also didn’t hurt that they were all telling him how handsome and strong they thought he was.

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Akane watched as the group of women surrounded Ranma and showered him with thanks all the while apologizing for treating him so badly. It was amusing watching his growing embarrassment because of all the attention from the older women. He politely accepted their praise but kept insisting that his assistance was no big deal.

It was obvious he was becoming a little uncomfortable when the older ladies began asking him if he was single. They all seemed shocked that such ‘a nice boy’ like him didn’t have a girlfriend. It became less amusing for Akane when some of them suggested he date their daughters or grand-daughters. The smile on her face became stiff as she tried to ignore the uneasy feeling in her stomach.

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In between classes, Akane checked her phone and saw that she had four new texts. Opening the app, she checked the one from Ukyo first.

Let’s go to the beach Friday!

Then she checked the three texts from Ranko.

Beach Friday!!!

Play hooky!

I’m not taking no for an answer!

She only had one class on Fridays, a Political Science class to fulfill her lower division requirements. While that sounded fun she was unsure if she should skip a lecture so early in the new quarter. But it was a new quarter so missing one class shouldn’t affect her grade that much. Besides Political Science sounded so boring and she was sure she could get notes from some of her classmates. She hemmed and hawed for a moment before deciding to go for it.

I’m in, she texted back to them both.

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A/N: Shout out to jdcocoagirl for being my 100th reviewer! Thanks again to everyone else who has reviewed this story, you really keep me going!

I'll admit this isn't my best chapter as it feels repetitive of the previous chapter, but I wanted to establish that some time has passed since they met and that they have gotten to know each other better. Sorry for the delay, life got busy and then I got sucked into Fullmetal Alchemist. Sometimes I think I watch to much anime and read too much manga. : Starts first episode of One Piece:

As always, alwaysZutarian is the bestest lady ever for all her help! I really couldn't do any of my stories without her support and this chapter would have been a lot flatter without her input.
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