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"Idiot"
"I didn't do nothin!"
"So, you didn't tell Mouse to shove his feathers where the sun doesn't shine and Ryouga that he'd taste like spoiled pork." Akane gave a deadpan stare towards her currently redheaded fiancé. She didn't even really understand how that last one was an insult. But Ryouga did apparently leading to the trio of boys to ruin what she and Ukuyo dubbed "get along martial arts board games". The get along part really didn't work.
"It's not my fault those two are sore losers." Pouting Ranma grabbed the box of bandaids and started to patch up the small
cut Akane got from the fight. He was in girl mode because apparently it was "easier to focus 'Kane".
"Hold still 'kane, I can't put this on if ya keep squirmin."
"I wouldn't squirm if you weren't so rough and pretty..." Trailing off her train of thought switched tracks. She knew Ranma's girl form was gorgeous and she spent a long time trying to get rid of those thoughts. But it was just so hard to ignore now, the small pink blush on his cheek, the way he whimpered under her. Oh, she was on top of him. “Adorable, you’re so cute Ranma.”
"K-k-kane what are ya talkin about? " His whole face was red as his hair now. Gorgeous. The little brat could have pushed her off at any time, but he wasn't even trying. Hell he
got all dolled up for her too, he only tended to put that much effort into his dresses for tricking Ryouga. But it had been a surprise what they were doing today. He had no idea any of his face blind rivals would be there. So that meant....
Hmm what did it mean? He certainly used any excuse to be a girl. Was that what the focus thing was, another excuse?
"Kane?"
Maybe she was reading into things? He certainly paid attention to Konatsu's martial arts make up when she taught it. There was an entire section of her closet now dedicated to his little “disguses”.
"Yer just staring at me. It’s kinda freakin me out here."
Better test it. She'd go to Uuchan’s and the Nekohanten after and "fix" the fiancée problem afterwards.
"Ranma be a good girl and be quiet for me, ok?"
"I-uh-i-uh, ok?" Oh, Ranma's pupils dilated.
"Good kitten now if any of this makes you uncomfortable tell me to stop, ok?" Scratching her newly acquired girlfriend in the spot that always got the cat to be putty in her hands Akane was rewarded with a low moan and a nonintentional mewl. She was going to make her wife sing.
The happy couple would later be billed 50000 yen by Nabiki due to "emotional distress" and for the finder’s fee of the collar Ranma now wore constantly on her neck.
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"Nabiki Tendo a great injustice has been brought to my attention."
"What is Kuno-baby?"
"Your sister has more game than me." Nabiki and Kuno turned to the side to see Akane play tonsil hockey with Shampoo, Ranma snuggling into her free side while Ukuyo and Konatsu rested their heads in her lap.
“Kuno-baby. Akane’s always had more game than you.” Nabiki paused her slurping on her milkshake that she had made Kuno pay for. “She just now has the polycule to prove it.”
Tatewaki Kuno did not stop crying for the next week.