She hadn't meant to do that, but then again she never quite did. Trouble was, she had a short temper and he was a damned expert at getting under a person's skin. Sometimes it seemed as though Ranma lived to tease people, get a good laugh at their expense, provoke them, play with their emotions... The worst part was when he wasn't doing that he could be kind of sweet.
How nobody noticed that he was even missing was frankly beyond her right then, and in the long run it didn't really matter. Not when the guilt was occupying so much of her attention. Oh yes, the guilt after the anger. Where Akane would reflect on the times they didn't fight and argue. The times where they got on quite well actually. Just a couple of friends, hanging out sharing interests talking being civil to one another...
Akane's eyes suddenly started to droop. She'd been fighting this off for a few hours now, but this inexplicable exhaustion had been creeping up for a while. This wasn't made much easier by the fact that she suddenly had nobody to talk to. Funny that. She was surrounded by her classmates. Normally she'd be able to strike up a conversation with any of them, but everybody was already caught up in their own gossip. It would be rude to interrupt, and none of them were talking about anything she found particularly interesting anyway.
So bored! That was the trouble. It was her own fault too. The only things she'd done in the last ten minutes were sit there, stifle a few yawns, stretch out her arms and legs and try desperately to find something interesting to do. The last was seemingly impossible, as there was nothing interesting happening around her.
Akane's eyes fluttered close, just for a second before she jerked her head awake. Stop it, don't sleep now. Look at that rain. Ranma's out in that. You're too worried about him to sleep right now. It would be a selfish thing to do, sleeping while comparatively warm and dry compared to that... Soothing sound of raindrops splashing against the ground. Her eyes closed again, and this time she slapped herself awake.
"Ow!" she groused. Always underestimated her own strength, that was her problem... Come on girl, stay awake. Just because you're bored doesn't mean you ought to... nod... off...
A hand jostled her shoulder. "Akane, wake up! We're home!"
She rubbed her eyes, and squinted as she adjusted to the light. Stupid! Shouldn't have nodded off like that!
"Hurry up, tomboy!" Ranma said. Wait a minute, Ranma? Akane looked up, and - yes, it was Ranma! "What, is there something on my face? Come on, everyone's waiting!"
"You could have woken me up sooner, you know!"
"Not really," Ranma replied. There was this odd look in his eye. Something softer, gentler than his usual cockiness. What was that look...? "Your sleeping face was so cute, I couldn't stand to wake you."
She almost fell for it. Almost. There was such sincerity in the way he'd said it that she almost believed it. That was the trouble. Ranma liked playing people. He liked to see the emotional response, then drag you back to earth with an almighty slam.
"D-don't make fun of me like that!" she blushed because even though she was sure he was teasing, Ranma was very handsome and second to none at being charming when the mood took him.
"Who is making fun?" Ranma replied, cupping her chin in his hand and raising her head so that they were looking eye to eye. "You know I'm not serious when I say you're uncute or unsexy. Why would those boys have lined up every morning for an ass kicking if your face didn't light up their entire day? You are beautiful, Akane. So... very... beautiful."
He was leaning in as if to kiss her. No, no, no. He wouldn't dare. He'd duck away at the last second, then say something like "just kidding!" or "Only an uncute tomboy could fall for that!" but he was certainly cutting it fine because any second now their lips were going to touch and then -
He went through with it! No way! Her instinctive response was to push him away and run for the hills, but her body felt so sluggish and slow. Ah, there it is. Movement from the arms. A bit shaky, a bit slow but any second now she'd be pushing him away and they could talk through what was going on here before - What?! No, stop that! Akane's arms were betraying her! Rather than pushing him away they were encircling his back, drawing his body into hers. This had to stop before they - wait, where exactly did his hand think it was going? No, stop that before -
Ah! Wh-what was this feeling? Ah! There it was again! A strange heat was building from deep within her. A pleasant heat. Something Ranma was causing, somehow. His hands were equal parts rough and gentle, and every part of her bare flesh he touched ached for more when his attention moved elsewhere.
He was standing over her now, tossing his clothes to a nearby seat. She'd seen this sight before, the first time she'd laid eyes upon Ranma's male form. It was not a sight she would ever forget. At the time all she'd felt was shock, fear, rising terror, disgust. Now as she lay there with ragged breathing and flushed face, she stared at it transfixed and licking her lips.
"You're so sexy like this Akane!" Ranma said, standing at attention in more ways than one. "But it's up to you. Shall we?"
To her tremendous surprise, Akane nodded her head automatically. Yes. She did want this. She wanted it right here and right now, or she would surely explode where she lay! The two of them tore her clothes from her body and the very moment she felt the full length of him inside her, Akane knew she'd made the right choice.
At this very moment, Akane had never felt closer to any human being than she did right now. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she'd pulled herself onto his lap, bouncing in place and feeling new flames of desire each time he landed a kiss upon her neck. Before long she felt herself growing tighter around him, and shortly therafter he released inside her. But neither of them were sated yet. Not even remotely. Now that Akane was thinking in these terms, she saw that there was a lot of sexual tension to work out between the two of them.
Ranma lifted her off him, spun her around in place, and pulled her back onto his lap. Akane leaned back against him, revelling in this newfound pleasure even as she felt herself being pushed forward up against the glass.
Against the glass? Wait a minute... Akane looked out through the window, and saw... the rest of their class staring back at them from outside. This was humiliating! "Ranma!" she gasped. "We- We have to stop!"
"Why? Aren't you enjoying yourself?"
"I love it! But! But! Th-they can see us!"
"That's right," Ranma whispered. "They can see your sexy body. They like what they see. Doesn't that make you feel proud?"
This had to stop. They couldn't do this here and now. Not like this! But she couldn't stop. It felt too good! ALl she could do was look at them, and she could see what Ranma was talking about. All of them. Every boy and even the girls, openly leering at her. Their eyes were filled with lust, desire for her. All for her. And it felt... Incredible! That's right, look at her! Everybody look at Akane's sexy body!
"Akane! We've arrived home!"
That was Yuka's voice. Akane blinked as she woke up, and she looked around to see everybody filing off the bus.
"Something wrong?" Sayuri asked.
"No, it's nothing. I just... I think I had the weirdest dream just now."
"What was it about?"
"I don't remember," Akane replied. She let out a weary sigh and stared out at the rain. It was all she could do to hope that Ranma was alright out there. Maybe she ought to make this up to him somehow.
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