Is anybody looking ? 

By Kyokukou

Disclaimer : To some it is liquor , to others it is conflict , still others it 
is sex/drugs/death . To me , it is bashing in Mr. Teddy's kawaii face !! DIE 
TEDDY ! DIE ! (whoever reads spamfic disclaimers has to be rewarded with wacky 
stuff ,neh?)



    He looked down the hall then up it . To his knowledge everyone had gone 
somewhere today except him . But what people around here planned and did were 
two different things . So he strained his ears and sought out any sound that 
betrayed the movements of someone else inside the house .
    He shut the door and locked it . It wouldn't do for someone to come in while 
he was distracted .
    Feeling somewhat secure he breathed a sign of relief and look in the room 
that his beloved slept in . It was so different from his own . His was so 
orderly and organized . His beloved's room would be called untidy if not for the 
fact that there simply wasn't enough in the room to be messy . Still , be that 
as it may , the drawers had what he was here for . 
    A bit awkward in his changed body he walked over , eyeing the window every 
once in a while .
" Is anybody watching ?" He asked himself silently , pulling out a red Chinese 
shirt and black pants .
    Wasting no time he tugged them on , reveling in the scent of his beloved 
Ranma . He was sure there was some sort of physiological term or word for his 
desire to wear the clothes of his secret love . But the physiologists did not 
have a Junsenkyo mail order catalogue with instant naniichuan packets only a 
phone call away . 
    In this odd male form he felt so much more satisfaction in Ranma's clothing 
. So much closer to Ranma , to understanding his beloved Ranma . 
    Holding in the joyous laughter that rose to his mouth he tried to mimic a 
few of the stances Ranma favored , nearly falling on his face twice .
    But too soon it was time to leave . To say any longer would mean a growing 
chance of discovery . So , he shucked Ranma's clothing , replaced it as he found 
it and moved to the door . Only to hear his beloved's voice coming up the stairs 
.
" NO ! Ranma can't find me like THIS !" His mind screamed in terror . To be 
found in his normal form in Ranma's room could be explained , but this ? 
    Hoping the lock would buy needed time he rushed to the window . No one was 
outside . So he unlatched it and threw it open , leaning out and taking hold of 
the edge of the roof . 
" Male bodies have greater upper body strength , right ?" He thought , praying 
that it would be enough .
    By the time he had struggled onto the lip of the roof and closed the window 
with a gentle foot he could hear Ranma shouting .
" ALRIGHT ! Who's in there !? Ya got the count of three to give up !"
    By the time 'three' was counted he had scrambled to the other side of the 
roof and was attempting to get into his own window . No luck . He had latched it 
from the inside . So he shinnied down a drain pipe , wincing every time it 
shifted under his weight . Once on the ground it was a quick sprint inside . 
Then he had to avoid everyone and get to the bathroom . Thankfully it seemed 
that his beloved was the only one home . He wasted no time congratulating 
himself once inside the bathroom . Instead he ran for the sink and twisted the 
hot water on . 
    Ranma had never told her how the change felt . Ranma had always dodged the 
subject . With reason .
    Shrinking a head shorter and feeling organs shift and bones bend was a 
instant of utter torment , but only a instant . Now she was herself , and 
unafraid of alienating her secret love .
" How could it be locked like that ?" Ranma burst through the door , striding 
past her to the shower . Mud covered her adored from the waist up and apparently 
obscured Ranma's vision . As he had failed to notice her presence at all . She 
smiled and watched .
" Stupid mud..." Ranma grumbled as he washed off the brown goo with hot water . 
" What kind of truck hauls MUD in uncovered barrels ? Then it hits a speed bump 
? Why me ?"
" You look good in mud ." She smirked , throwing on her usual mask before her 
adored could turn and see her true feelings plain on her face .
" Wha-NABIKI ?!"
" You'd better clean the floor and the drain when you're done ." She continued 
blandly , internally drinking in the blue pools of his wide , shocked , eyes .
" Y-y-your naked !" Ranma gaped at her unclad flesh .
    She did not own anything that would fit her larger male form when she used 
the packets , so she had to go naked for a time . Here , in the bathroom she 
wouldn't even have to explain her nudity . A perfect escape from almost being 
caught . So why did a part of her want to be caught by him ?
    Oh well , at least she could enjoy his eyes on her . Maybe a few more such 
encounters and he might think of her differently ?
" I was going to take a bath ." She rolled her eyes while his only roved .
" I-uh-I-sorry-I-well-I"
" I guess there is room for you too , come in when you've got the mud off ." 
    I made sure to walk 'just so' as I passed him on my way to the bath . Even 
through the mud I could relish his scent . Perhaps some day , perhaps never , 
but I'll hang onto that 'perhaps' .