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Akane and Ranma had been traveling through China for nearly four weeks, it was wearing on both of them. Akane had ripped out of her Gi in her initial transformation, leaving Ranma to give him- her, give her their undershirt and pants. This left Akane with two problems. The first problem being Male Akane was seemingly much broader and taller than Male Ranma, leaving Akanes newfound pec muscles overly emphasized along with his biceps practically exploding out of the sleeves. Ranma’s pants hadn’t fit much better, heavily restricting his movement until he could find a better pair. The second problem being that left Ranma with just his male form’s Gi and boxers. In a normal situation this combo might have been funny, but Ranma’s training Gi was baggy on her body to the point that it almost fully covered her boxers. The cute little boy boxers that lead to her smooth legs, the way she tightened her Gi at the waist emphasizing her deeply unfair proportions, and the sleeves rolled up showing her somehow soft and almost sculpted arms. Ranma would jump into trees to scout and gather food, with zero awareness of the fact she was not wearing a bra, and would lead to Akane constantly being flashed by the best pair of breast’s he- she- they’ve ever seen.
Akane felt tense, it was tense. They had been hiking for now 3 weeks, with 1 week since being stuck in these forms till they could find hot water. They were passing a waterfall with a shallow cave behind it that Ranma spotted. China truly was beautiful, but Akane started noticing a certain… reaction she had to Ranma. Specifically when Ranma acted cute, or would worry about him, or the little head tilt she does, or when she would bend over to pick- Akane realized the reaction, was happening again, he nervously punched a huge tree to snap himself out of it, and quickly shouted, “I- uh I need a break!”
The tree began to slowly fall as the sounds of dozens of animals all began crying out, from elephants (Akane wasn’t sure if elephants are in china) and ending in a whale song (that Akane was certain wasn’t from china), causing Ranma to burst into a laugh. Ranma dropped her bag, still laughing as they settled on the bank near the waterfall. Akane couldn’t help but let that laugher wash away the embarrassment he had just felt. He stared at her long enough for her to stop laughing and give him that cute little head tilt. Akane then looked down to see that Ranma’s Gi had once more accidentally slipped open. This scene, of his cute little fiancée, enjoying his company, wearing basically nothing, who was now flashing him right up close. Something in Akane’s mind snapped and the reaction become rather hard- to deal with. He needed to calm down.
Stilling down onto the stump and closing his eyes to meditate Akane pushed deep into his mind and searched for a way to calm down, before he felt a cool and soft hand gently checking his forehead as the other pressed against his inner thigh for support, “Akane? You okay?” Akane opening his eyes to see his fiancée’s worried face, as she was learning forward to check his temperature, resting her arm against him thigh, and still fully exposed, Akane turned bright red and couldn’t help but stare at the now full open Gi draped over her cruves, attached to the sweet worries look of her cute red headed fiance.
As Akane couldn’t stop staring, Ranma finally looked down and began getting a full body flush as she rushed to cover herself back up.
After a quick retyping of her Gi, Ranma turned back looking a little more collected before looking at Akane and suddenly getting a deep red flush matching her hair then sitting down next to the stump facing the same direction as Akane. Akane looked down to see her hard situation perfectly outlined by the tight pants.
Ranma must think I’m a pervert. God, I’ve been thinking like a boy, letting myself think I am a boy, but I can’t be. Harassing a girl just cause she’s alone with me in the fucking jungle. I’m just like Kuno and the rest of them.
“Are you also feeling a little pent up?” The red headed girl asked quietly as she turned to looked up at Akane.
“P-pent up?” Was this a test? To see if Akane really was just a pervert.
“Look I- I feel really, uh, I really don’t know how to describe it other than uh excited?” Ranma, his cute fiancé, was admitting to being also turned on. While beat red, she followed it up with, “and I’ve never- I ain’t- I just have never felt like this, I don’t do anything like, or, ya know, I-“ the girl was sputtering nonsense, but continued “I’d just really only be okay with- with doing it with you!” The girl practically shouted somehow getting more red than before.
Akane couldn’t believe it, Ranma, she and him, he and her, they, he would do it with Ranma as a woman. He didn’t want to stop Ranma or refuse, but also, they hadn’t known each other very long and what if they actually have a child? Of course Akane would step up and be the father. Ranma could stay home and cook for him, as he taught students in the dojo! Ranma would need to get married first so-
“We can kiss and hold hands and stuff,” Ranma said just as beat red. Oh. Yeah that’s what she meant. He really was a pervert, a no better than Kuno really- she added with a shy smile “I mean, it’s my first kiss, and I really want it to be important.”
Akane’s heart melted for that smile. His fiancé liked him enough to offer her first kiss, it was a win.
Akane saw the sun begin to set lining up nicely to the water fall, he had an idea.
Leading a blindfolded (eyes covered by Akanes hands) Ranma behind the waterfall, where they both sat enjoying jerky, as the sun began to set, shifting from a bright Orange to red to a final slight pink hue that hit the waterfall and absent of any other light at all, the shallow cave lit of with each color. Ranma had been distracted by the sight of the shifting colors, looking around the cave as Akane took the moment to shift closer. When Ranma turned back, she was uncharacteristically surprised by the closeness and fell backwards.
Akane 7 days ago would have read that as him bothering the girl, but he knew how shy his fiancé was and even with the pink hue in the cave, he could make out her cute embarrassed blush.
So Akane did what he wanted in the moment and followed her down, joining her laying on the ground next to her but on his side.
Ranma rolled over to be face to face with Akane before getting that signature blush and attempting to roll away back onto her back, but Akane reached his free arm to gently be place around her waist. Ranma as a man was objectively well proportioned, but as a girl? He tiny frame felt like Akane’s hand could probably cross her entire back. He pulled Ranma in, wanting to feel her held comfortably against his broad chest. He felt Ranma squirm a little, as she still couldn’t look him in the eyes, but she nestled herself against his chest, both of them feeling properly warm since the training journey had begun.
Akane saw the light fading, as the pink hue finally turned red, as the sun sunk past the horizon, and knew he had to make the move now. A terrible idea cross Akane’s mind, but either the exhaustion from hiking for well over a week straight or the newfound feelings he had for Ranma overrode Akane’s normal sense of shame.
Akane rolled on top of Ranma, pinning her smaller frame under him, tangling their legs, as he felt the skin of Ranma’s legs run against his tight Gi, as he pressed himself up, framing her face with his arms, looking down into her beautiful blue eyes that’s seemed to shimmer brighter as the cave floor was painted by the red sky that almost matched the beautiful red locks she kept in a braid. Akane had slowly realized he had a type, and it was her, it was beautiful, cocky women, with a secret bashful shy side, who were incredible at martial arts, who could make a meal by foraging and still have it taste delicious, he was just lucky enough to be engaged to one.
“I can’t believe how lucky I am.” Akane said with a light chuckle as he drank in the life he was looking forward to with her. “My fiancée is the prettiest girl in the world.”
Ranma could only really stare back in wonder and awe as she fully felt the impact of Akane’s words. When had she been treated as anything other than a nuisance. When was someone not trying to kill her or fight her or exact some vague revenge mainly pointed at her father. But to Akane? Akane was stuck in a body that Ranma couldn’t tell if she? he? Who knows? enjoyed, but still in this moment only seemed to see the positives. Ranma wasn’t blind, she noticed how much Akane enjoyed watching when she was cooking or washing their clothes, but Ranma couldn’t just trust those little moments. But those words shatter those fears for Ranma, th normal spiral of questions that flashed through her head, “What if that is just the curse? What if Akane isn’t like her? What if Akane just physically needs the outlet?” we’re vanquished as the person looming over said that they were lucky to have her, that they saw her as a girl, and not just that a pretty one. Ranma felt her heart leap and slam against the cage that Ranma had put it in so long ago, Ranma really couldn’t fight anymore, not against this. With no fear for the first time, Ranma closed her eyes, allowed herself to drop her guard, to truly relax, and press her lips together as she waited for her fiancé to free her heart, to claim it as theirs.
Akane saw Ranma’s fill with yearning and awe before closing them and preparing herself for the kiss. He of course would oblige. As Akane’s lips met Ranma’s, they both felt a resonance in their souls, the kiss slowed time for them as Akane found himself truly lost in the gently softness of the warrior beneath him. The last light of dusk faded, but the cave was now alit with battle aura as their ki flared to life without effort. More that simply a passionate kiss, Akane felt the ever present defense of Ranma’s ki drop to instead, flow freely with his, wrapping their very energy together in a beautiful dance, as Akane once more had a terrible idea, but one terrible idea had already worked.
Akane let his tongue breach into Ranma’s mouth causing her to gasp slightly into his mouth, but she let him explore, playfully dancing their tongues together, as Akane felt more and more bold. He could feel Ranma’s ki dancing with desire, pulling his in more and more tightly, as her arms were now wrapped around his back, holding on desperately as if he would leave her. He finally broke their kiss because he realized he needed to say something.
“Ranma,” Akane was still catching his breath from the intensity of their kiss, but he didn’t miss the sudden fear that flashed in her eyes, “I know your scared” Akane whispered it so gently, the echoing across the cave sending shivers down Ranma’s spine as she felt helpless for the first time since she was- since the nekoken, but this time she felt safe, not in danger, but in Akane’s arms, “I’m not going anywhere. After all, you’re my fiancée, what sorta man would I be?”
Ranma felt time freeze at Akane’s confession, they really were fiancés, he wasn’t going to leave her, and he was okay with his curse or, and-and-
Ranma grabbed the collar of Akane’s shirt and pulled him back into a kiss, as their ki once more sparked to life outside their control and Ranma couldn’t help, but soak in the warmth of Akane as the night air got cold.
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“I promise I will treat her right Mr. Saotome!” Akane declared with a cheery voice and smile, in his male form, with Ranma in her female form happily pressed as his side with her hand on his chest and her head resting on him.
Genma, how had managed to beat them back from China, partly due to Akane not being as fast as either of them, and mainly due to the Chinese warriors chasing after him, face kept switching between a wide variety of emotions most of which being synonyms of enraged and shocked.
“Boy, what do you think-“ Akane cut him off by throwing his water at Genma, who was now barking as a Panda. Realizing his change, Genma started writing on a sign, before Akane kicked the table to slam into the Panda’s stomach.
“Insult my future wife again Mr. Saotome and I will turn you into a panda skin rug.” Akane glared at Genma, and in Genma’s mind he saw the spitting image of Soun, but taller, more aggressive, coated in the same demon like battle aura as his father.
“Kane, please be nicer to him, as irresponsible as he is, he’s my pops.” Ranma said now with a sweet and distinctly feminine voice, as she raised a peice of fish to Akane’s mouth to have a bite, hoping food would calm him down and for her father to relax. But instead, now, Genma saw his son-daughter, the spitting image of his wife, wrapped around this boy lovingly and feeding him bites of food while the two were fighting. A strange rage began filling Genma’s heart. Kasumi entering with some tea gave Genma the perfect opportunity to change back.
“LISTEN HERE YOU BRAT IF YOU THINK IM LETTING YOU TAKE AWAY MY DAUGHTER YOUR DEAD WRONG” Genma shouted at the top of his lungs and he lunged at Akane.
“It’s too early for this.” Nabiki chided as she drank her coffee and witnessed the all out brawl of Mr. Saotome, her father, her new brother, and his fiancée as they started fighting in the courtyard.