Revenge for the Dying

By Kyokukou

Disclaimer: I barely own the computer this was typed up on! The concept of me 
owning anything to do with Ranma ½ is just silly! So all those lawyers can 
just stick that in their pipes and smoke it.

Also: This work is in the memory of my Uncle Christos, who died of brain 
cancer a month before this was written.





“ The whole universe is but imagination,
all in all, is but a shadow-show
of one’s own mind.”
                              -Shakespeare 










~January 7~
    “ Kasumi? Where’s Ranma?” Akane asked her eldest sister.
“ At the hospital.” Kasumi answered, and continued her vacuuming. 
“ What?” Akane gasped. “ I didn’t hit him that many times…and it was only 
with a man-hole cover.” 
“ Akane, you really shouldn’t abuse your fiancé like that. You’ll eventually 
drive him away.” Kasumi admonished. “ But don’t worry. Ranma is at the 
hospital for something besides injury.”
“ Like what?”
“ Well, after watching Ranma fight and subsequently get beaten by you, a few 
doctors approached him to ask if they could study him for a bit.” Kasumi 
said. “ I believe they are testing his mental processes and physiological 
structure to find out how Ranma can be so fast and tough. Silly men, even I 
could have told them that it’s just conscious training in tachyphysia and 
greater muscle and bone densities than normal.”
    Akane just stared at her sister. However, Nabiki spoke up.
“ I sure hope that they’re paying him.”
“ I believe he told me that he was promised six thousand yen an hour of 
testing.” Kasumi answered.
“ Good, that should begin to cut into his debt to me.” Nabiki smiled to 
herself.
“ Don’t be too harsh on him, Nabiki.” Kasumi said. “ After all, he is going 
to be either your husband or brother-in-law some day.”
“ Waitasecond!” Akane waved for Kasumi’s attention. “ Just what do you mean 
by that?”
“ If you keep abusing him, Ranma might decide to overrule the decision that 
Nabiki and I made for him and choose one of us for himself. It is his right.”
“ Never gonna happen.” Nabiki said. “ Remember? Akane tried to shove him off 
on me, but Ranma just came running back to her.” 
“ Really?” Kasumi looked thoughtful. “ I seem to remember you abusing Ranma 
with the plan of forcing him back to Akane. After you toyed with his 
feelings, of course.” 
“ Oh did she now?” Akane strolled up to Nabiki with folded arms.
“ Wait, you’re telling me that you never wanted him back?” Nabiki leaned back 
in her seated position and smirked up at her younger sister.
“ You-…No, I never would have tried to gift wrap him if I wanted him back!” 
“ Oh alright then, I’ll take him back for five hundred yen.” Nabiki shrugged.
“ What?” Akane stopped her hand from reaching for her pocket.
“ Maybe Kasumi’ll take him if you’re going to be THAT cheap.” Nabiki rolled 
her eyes. “ It’s only five hundred. A meal at McDonalds costs more.” 
“ Kasumi?” Akane turned to face her eldest sister.
“ No, I will not participate in selling Ranma around without his knowledge or 
consent.” Kasumi shook her head and gave Nabiki her equivalent of a glare.
    Akane looked from Kasumi to Nabiki’s waiting hand, back to Kasumi, then 
to Nabiki’s hand.
“ So you do want to keep Ranma, just as I susp-“ A five hundred yen bill 
slapped into Nabiki’s waiting palm. “ -ected. Uh, happy doing business with 
you, 
sis. So I got Ranma again.” Nabiki pocketed the bill and grinned ear to ear.
“ Enjoy him.” Akane turned her back on Nabiki but looked away from Kasumi.
“ I think a photo shoot after lunch is in order.” Nabiki continued. “ Heck, I 
might even give Ranma a ten percent cut of the profits. Just so he can 
eventually pay all those loans back.”
“ You two are simply impossible.” Kasumi sighed and left the room.





    “ Look at this!” Doctor Noboyunga’s finger shook as he ran it along the 
graphs displayed on the screen. “ His mental responses border on precognition 
when there is a pattern. The physical response latency for a normal person is 
about point three seconds. His is more like point one four!”
“ There are precedents for this kind of speed of processing all over the 
animal 
kingdom.” Doctor Yoshitomi said. “ Mostly in Reptiles and Aves, but some 
mammal 
predators and even in the Shaolin Monks I studied there were results 
approaching 
this level of speed. Nothing to get worked up over Doctor Noboyunga.”
“ I agree with Doctor Yoshitomi.” Doctor Clavell stated. “ Mister Saotome’s 
physical speed is nothing to sweat over. However, Doctor Yoshitomi, have you 
noticed that even without a pattern his mental processes far exceed anything 
you published about those astounding Monks. Could I be permitted to try 
something?”
“ By all means.” Yoshitomi nodded.
“ Thank you.” Clavell walked up to the control console and pressed the button 
for the intercom. “ Hello, Mister Saotome?”
“ Yeah?” 
“ This is Doctor Clavell, we’re going to step up the test quite a bit now. I 
think that we’ve been boring you, haven’t we?”
“ Aw, it hasn’t been that bad.”
“ Well, we’re here to test your reflexes and I think that we haven’t actually 
challenged you yet. Could you try your best for us?”
“ Sure, Doc.” 
    Clavell clicked off the microphone and moved to the keyboard to make some 
adjustments.
“ Do you seriously think that we haven’t been challenging him?” Noboyunga 
squawked. “ What are you planning to do?”
“ The distracting images we’ve been sending were only flashing lights in his 
peripheral vision in those VR goggles. I’m changing those lights into actual 
images and stepping up the frame rate to one hundred twenty per second 
instead of sixty. I’ve just tripled the frequency and number of distraction 
images and ……now he has only one tenth of a second to physically react to the 
trigger stimulus. Just for fun, a minute into the routine I’ve thrown in a 
few false starts of the trigger stimulus to see how fast he will catch on and 
adapt.” 
“ Doctor Clavell, you’ll only frustrate the boy.” Yoshitomi said.
“ I hope so, but think not.” Clavell hit the start key.
    In silence the three doctors watched the graph scroll on the screen. 
After half a minute Noboyunga looked away. “ He’s not human.”
“ I see it, but I’m having some difficulty accepting it.” Yoshitomi rubbed 
her throat.“ I know what you mean.” Clavell took a seat in a roller chair.
    After a cup of coffee Noboyunga joined the other two in examining the 
scrolling readout critically. The young doctor seemed much more calm now.
“ I apologize for my lack of composure.” Noboyunga bowed to each doctor. “ I 
think I am in more control of myself now, and I have an idea. I want to run a 
MRI on this man. One during a test similar to this and one while he is asleep 
or at rest.”

                           *         *         *

    “ Life is so strange.” Yoshitomi shook her head at the image frozen on 
the screen. “ We find this godlike martial artist, a young man who could best 
any Olympiad or outfight any martial artist or even any living predator, and 
then we find THIS in him. Such a waste.”
“ Or maybe this is his karma.” Noboyunga said. “ I doubt that humans were 
meant to have such personal power. Even the mightiest emperor was like you 
and I, they had their power from groups of followers, not from their own 
godlike abilities.” 
“ I think it is far less philosophical than that.” Clavell snorted. “ This is 
just life. Live is impermanence. Why attach any special importance to his 
physical ability? Jesus and Buddha died. Einstein and Newton died. Everything 
is made to be broken, waves climb up only to crash on the beach and be no 
more. Most people’s wave lasts seventy or eighty years, his climbed higher 
than any of ours ever will and its crashing ashore faster than ours might. Or 
all three of us might be dead before him. Car accident, murder, domestic 
accident, or even the same way as this young man. That’s just life, it’s been 
that way long before humans came about, it will be the same after our 
extinction. Now which one of us is going to break the news to him?”
“ I’ll keep my wave climbing, you can talk to him.” Noboyunga said and 
promptly 
left the room.
“ I will if you don’t want to.” Yoshitomi swallowed hard.
“ Why are you so scared?” Clavell asked.
“ I’ve seen patients get violent with doctors over better news.” She took a 
deep breath and stared at the computer screen again. “ If he gets violent 
then we’ll be ripped apart before we could even see it coming.”
“ Ah my young girl,” Clavell patted the younger woman on he back. “ You’ve 
been staring too long at the results on the screen and not learning enough 
about young Mister Saotome himself. He won’t lay a hand on us. I’ll break the 
news to him, but why don’t you stay here with me to help with the specifics? 
My Japanese is still shaky on a few points.” 
“ Alright.” 
    Clavell rung a nurse and asked to have Ranma shown in. He waited by the 
door, mentally reviewing his Japanese vocabulary. Searching for the words 
that he would soon need. Ranma showed up sooner than expected. His eyes 
bright and his step light.
“ So Doc, you guys finished gawking at my brain? Or couldn’t that machine see 
through my thick skull?” Ranma smiled. “ Wait, you did find a brain in here 
right? I’ve had plenty people tell me I don’t have one but I always thought 
they were joking.”
    Ranma’s chuckling was cut short when he noticed Doctor Yoshitomi recoil 
slightly at his approach.
“ What’s wrong? I don’t have something contagious do I?” He turned to face 
Doctor Clavell.
“ No, Ranma you don’t.” Clavell began. “ We did however find a few things odd 
about your brain. Four things to put a number to it.” 
“ Really? That’s all?” Ranma took a seat and smirked.
“ I was in touch with your usual physician, Doctor Ono Tofu. So I was 
expecting your curse to have at least some effect on your brain, and I wasn’t 
disappointed. Your brain exhibits almost as many female characteristics as it 
does male. About a fifty five to forty five percentage. I expect that’s 
reversed in your cursed form, but that’s only one of the odd things.”
“ Alright, so what’s number two?” Ranma’s cocky smirk was long gone.
“ Your martial arts training has placed your brain’s sensory and motor 
processing to a level that I don’t think that medical science has seen before 
in anything human. Congratulations on holding all the records.”
“ Thanks.” Ranma leaned back and looked rather pleased with himself.
“ As for number three…Ranma would you say that this statement is accurate? 
That you have a lack of sex drive, in both forms.”
    Ranma nervously glanced over at Yoshitomi.
“ I’m a Doctor.” Yoshitomi said. “ Please be honest, we all swore oaths of 
patient confidentiality.”
“ Um…er…well, what do you mean sex drive? I can get an erection just fine. 
And um… I’ve been er, ‘turned on’ in my female form a few times. But only by 
girls! Never by guys!”
“ I meant the desire to have sex with someone.” Clavell clarified. “ Not the 
inability to sexually function. I find myself lacking the slang terms.”
    Yoshitomi took over. “ Are you ever horny Mister Saotome? If I were to 
strip right here in front of you would you have the urge to have sex with 
me?”
“ Of course not!” Ranma blushed furiously. “ I’m your patient or something, 
ain’t there some kinda rule against us doin’ it?”
    Yoshitomi pushed her glasses up her nose. “ I know you didn’t mean to 
hurt my pride, but I don’t think it would be overstepping myself to say that, 
that constitutes a lack of sex drive. I am twenty nine and in good shape, 
frankly most men your age would have gotten an erection just hearing me talk 
about stripping naked in front of them. Did you?”
“ No I didn’t get an erection off of you just sayin’ you’d strip.” Ranma 
snapped.
“ Ranma,” Clavell began. “ what we’re trying to say is that you can perform 
sexually just like any other person, but you lack the instinctual drive to do 
so. How often do you actually think about having sex? In the last month, how 
many sexual fantasies have you had, asleep and awake?”
“ Uh…I dreamt that Nabiki was trying to get me to wear her underwear while I 
was in my female form. Does that count?”
“ Was she naked? Was there any erotic feelings about the dream?” Yoshitomi 
asked.
“ No.” Ranma shrugged. “ It was just weird. I chalked it up to the fact that 
the day before Nabiki tried to give me a few of her hand-me-down bras.” Ranma 
looked from Yoshitomi to Clavell. “ So there is something wrong with my brain 
that’s the reason why I don’t get horny like other guys?”
“ Yes.” Clavell nodded.“ WOW! That’s a relief like you wouldn’t believe!” 
Ranma sagged back in the 
chair. “ All this time I was thinkin’ that it was my fault or that I just 
wasn’t being manly enough.” 
“ No, it’s not your fault at all.” Clavell said. “ That brings us to the 
fourth thing. It’s also the reason for your lack of sex drive. You see, 
normally when a man is shown a picture that is erotic to his sexual 
preferences 
it reacts in the hypothalamus then more or less goes directly to the testes. 
However in your case you have this little thing blocking most of the signal 
from getting to the portion of your hypothalamus that is responsible for much 
of sex drive. The result is that you can certainly perform sexually, derive 
pleasure from the experience, achieve orgasm even, but you still lack the 
constant urge for sex that other men live with.”
“ Not being a slave to my balls has saved my ass so far. I don’t think I want 
a cure if you’re offering.” Ranma smiled.
    Yoshitomi stared at Ranma. “ I like you, Mister Saotome. I wish there 
were more men with that sort of attitude.”
“ Mister Saotome, I’m far from finished. If you would look at the computer 
screen by Doctor Yoshitomi. There is a picture of the inside of your brain. 
It is a looped recording of the four erotic pictures we showed you. The naked 
man, the naked woman, and the two pictures of sex acts.”
“ Let me zoom in on the area in question.” Yoshitomi said as she took the 
mouse.
    Ranma stared at the screen and squinted. “ I think I’ve seen these 
before. The Red means high activity and the black is next no none, right?” 
“ That’s the gist of it.” Yoshitomi said. “ Now watch, see how each time a 
picture was shown you see the ring like structure here turn a very bright red 
but this area here stays blue. It all should be the same red.” 
“ What’s that yellow spot with the red center?” Ranma pointed.
“ That, Mister Saotome, is the tumor that is point four and the cause of 
point 
three.” Clavell sighed. “ That is the hard thing to tell you.”
“ Tumor, you mean I got brain cancer?” Ranma scoffed. “ Doc, I don’t get 
sick. I haven’t gotten the flu or common cold since I was eight years old.”
“ This tumor was formed when you were still in your mother’s womb.” Yoshitomi 
said. “ Many people are born with one or two tumors like this in their brain 
or in some other portion of their bodies. Most of the time the tumor sits 
quietly and the person dies of old age before it can awaken and grow. 
However, typically these things awaken in one of three stages of a person’s 
life. Early childhood, or adolescence when the hormones flow and the body is 
growing rapidly. The other time is later in life when a combination of 
decades of toxins and the hormone shifts of old age awaken it. In our case it 
appears to be either the brain shifts of your curse or simply puberty that 
awakened it. We’ll have to wait a week and scan again to check it’s growth 
rate to see which it is and estimate the time you have left.”
“ Whoa! Wait a frickin’ second!” Ranma waved his hands wildly. “ How do you 
even know it’s growing if it’s been with me alla my life?”
“ We can see the damage it’s already done as it pushes on the tissue around 
it as it grows.” Clavell pointed to patterns around the spot that meant 
nothing to Ranma. 
    Ranma took a deep breath and held it for a moment. “ So it’ll kill me 
unless you guys operate and take it out?”
“ It’s inoperable.” Clavell stated. “ If we were to try there is no doubt 
that we would either kill you or make a vegetable of you. The hypothalamus 
controls too much of the involuntary nervous system, taking the tumor out or 
attempting radiation therapy would only destroy systems that keep you alive. 
Chemo therapy might slow the growth down, but you will have to be monitored 
constantly for respiratory or cardiac shutdown.”
“ So I’m a dead man.” Ranma stared at the floor. “ Brain cancer… who would 
have thought?” Ranma’s clenched hands trembled.
“ There is some good news.” Clavell continued. “ Until we can scan you once 
more and gauge the growth rate of the tumor we don’t know how long you have 
to live. For all we know it awakened during early childhood and you might 
still have ten or twenty more years to live.”
“ Or I might have one or two weeks.” Ranma said. “ What do I do now Doc? Make 
a list of ten things I wanna do before I die?” His voice was soft, lost.
“ Certainly,” Clavell nodded. “ and make sure that you complete that list, 
and then some.”
“ Is it alright if I ask you two not to tell my Pop or the Tendo family?” 
Ranma asked, his voice breaking as he brought it up to a conversational 
volume again.
“ Certainly. Would you like me to keep the information from Doctor Ono as 
well?” Clavell asked.
“ Yeah, thanks. Uh, can I go somewhere and be alone for a while? I don’t 
wanna go home and have this in my expression. I can’t lie to Kasumi and she’d 
ask.”
“ Of course.” Clavell opened the door and held it for Ranma and Yoshitomi.

                           *         *         *

    “ How the hell am I going to keep from thinking about this?” Ranma 
thought as he approached the gates to the Tendo household. “ I mean, I’m a 
dead man walking around. The tanto is at my belly and my second is reeling 
back. The gun’s at my head and the hammer is cocked. I’m going to die and I 
gotta face up to it………What about honor? How am I going to die without 
dishonoring my family and the Tendo family? I was supposed to marry Akane and 
be the heir to the Dojo. If I die then…Damnit! I’m home already. Alright, 
just latch on to the first thing you can think about to distract yourself. 
You can do this Ranma!”
    Passing through the front gate was uneventful as usual, but he felt a 
premonition of the usual Tendo crisis as he entered the front door. If luck 
was with him then Akane would have been kidnapped again or something else 
would be there to distract him.
“ I’m home.” He called and slipped off his shoes.
“ Ranma, welcome home, my betrothed.” Nabiki dashed in and leapt into his 
arms. 
“ What the hell?” He heard himself say as he awkwardly returned the embrace.
“ Akane’s switched the engagement to me again.” Nabiki whispered in his ear 
before pinching his posterior and letting go.
“ This is a distraction alright.” He thought before asking. “ Since when?”
“ Since this afternoon. I’ll knock off one thousand yen from your debt if 
you’ll come to the living room and give me a back rub while I watch the 
news.”
“ N- make it five thousand. I owe you a lot of money.” 
    Nabiki seemed a little startled by his easy agreement but not enough to 
be rendered speechless.
“ Twenty five hundred.”
“ Five thousand and I’ll add shoulders.”
“ Thirty five hundred with the shoulder rub added.”
“ Eight thousand for all that and neck and a foot rub added.”
“ Five thousand for that.”
“ Six, I’m your fiancé now, remember.”
“ Six then, and a leg rub.” 
“ Let’s go.” Ranma agreed. 
    This would do nicely. Nabiki would try to get as much use out of him and 
make Akane as jealous as possible in the process so that in the end he would 
end up going back to Akane again. Nice distraction. Hopefully he could knock 
off a sizeable portion of debt off while this lasted. It would not do to die 
in heavy debt.
    As they walked to the living room he noted that Nabiki suddenly must be 
considering that he was taking this much too easily. Hmmm. A little truth, 
but not the whole thing was better than any lie. Time to give Nabiki a taste 
of her own medicine! 
“ Ranma, you really do seem to be okay with doing this.” Nabiki said as she 
laid down on her stomach in front of the television after she switched it to 
the news.
“ Oh, I’m just so relieved with what the doctors told me about some of their 
test results.” He stared as he straddled her and sat down on her legs, his 
hands working to warm up her muscles in preparation for a deeper massage.
“ And what was that? That you’re faster and stronger than anyone they have 
ever seen?” Nabiki snorted.
    Gotta stall. It would not be as satisfying unless he drew this out and 
got her relaxed before dropping the bomb.
“ That? Naw, Doc Yoshitomi studied Shaoulin Monks better than me. The only 
doctor that I freaked out was this little whiny guy named Doc Noboyunga.”
“ Really…oh, higher, there’s a knot just above- there you got it aaahhhh.”
“ You’re really stiff between your shoulder blades.” He commented.
“ That’s where I carry my stress. Ow…aahhhhhh…” Slowly Nabiki began to relax 
and melt under his hands. “ Anyway you were saying something about 
Noboyunga.”
“ Nothing much to say about him.” Ranma said, working the deeper muscles now 
that she was relaxed enough. “ After he gave a few good ideas he left for 
some other appointment I guess. He kinda just walked out.”
“ Doctors.” Nabiki limply tried to shake her head. “ I used to want to marry 
a doctor for the money, but they’re just not my type of people. Besides, if 
you can massage this well I don’t think I’m going to mind Akane’s little 
vacation from the engagement ahhhhhh.”
“ Go limp, I’m going to pop your back into place.” He warned. Then he took 
her shoulders and lifted her a little ways off of the floor before twisting 
her shoulders one way. Setting off a series of cracks and pops as vertebrae, 
out of place by millimeters, slid back into place. Then he twisted the other 
way before easing Nabiki back down. “ How does that feel?”
    Nabiki was in a puddle. “ I’m keeping you I think. Just for this.”
“ I’m just getting started.” He bragged and moved on to the shoulders. 
Knowledge of ki meridians and shiatsu points paid off in many ways. Besides 
this was quite enjoyable. Too bad more people didn’t ask him to do this, it 
was fun.
    As he worked her shoulders and neck Nabiki frowned at the falling 
American stocks that she had invested in. A few times she managed to mutter a 
curse to two. 
“ I’d be throwing a fit if you weren’t keeping me tranquilized.” Nabiki said.
“ Go limp again, I’m going to pop your neck.” He warned.
“ Trusting you with my life.” Nabiki mumbled before relaxing her neck.
    Many pops and cracks later Nabiki was practically purring.
“ I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so relaxed when touching a woman.” Nabiki 
mumbled. “ Last time I had you even give me a foot rub you were so nervous.”
“ Well the last few tests revealed something that has set me at ease. You see 
all this time I thought it was my fault. Now I know it was a medical problem 
I’ve had since before I was born.”
“ What’s that?” Nabiki sighed contently.
“ No sex drive whatsoever.” He said. After a moment’s delay he felt Nabiki’s 
reaction throughout her body.
“ What do you mean?” She asked, now quite lucid.
“ I’ve got a defect that prevents me from having any sex drive.” He said 
before leaning down to whisper in her ear. “ Don’t worry, fiancée Nabiki, I 
can still perform sexually. With the best of them.” He sat back up and 
continue massaging. “ But I’m just not horny like other guys, and visual 
images really don’t do much. That’s why I always got embarrassed when I saw a 
girl naked. It doesn’t do anything for me.”
“ Wait a second I want to look you in the eyes and hear you say that.” Nabiki 
tried to roll herself over. 
    Feeling particularly evil, Ranma lifted himself just enough to let her 
roll onto her back before he sat back down on her crotch. He leaned down to 
prop his elbows on either side of her face, his own less than twenty 
centimeters from hers.
“ I saw the MRI scan, and the barbarian Doc, Doc Clavell explained everything 
to me with Doc Yoshitomi. I just don’t have a sex drive, just a brain defect, 
everything works, but I just don’t walk around thinking about sex every few 
seconds like most guys do.”
    Nabiki searched his eyes as he spoke, and not finding any lie her own 
eyes grew quite wide. After a moment he could see her figure him out. 
    Her expression changed to seduction as she rallied to call his bluff.
“ But are you thinking about sex in our current situation?” She slowly 
brought her face up to barely a few centimeters from his.
    Sorry Nabiki, but there was no bluff to call. “ Do you feel an erection? 
Nope. But you could certainly give me one if you wanted to try.”
    Knowing defeat, Nabiki let the fake face drop and scratched her nose on 
his chin. “ Well at least you admit that I’m woman enough for you. But you’d 
better let me turn over and get back to rubbing before Kasumi or Akane walks 
in.” 
“ But you want Akane to walk in.” Ranma pointed out. “ Remember, your plan is 
to get her jealous enough to buy me back and turn a profit in the meantime.”  
“ I’m getting too predictable.” Nabiki grumbled.
    The two stared at each other in silent contest. Ranma suspected that he 
would lose, but before his gaze wavered Akane walked in right on cue. Ranma 
took a instant to picture what they looked like from Akane’s vantage point.
“ WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING?” Akane shook the roof.
“ You should have picked your bedroom.” Ranma said to Nabiki before getting 
off of her. As planned his comment only further enraged Akane. He stood and 
began backing up. “ After you sold me to her she’s using my debts to control 
me.” He pleaded. “ She said she’d knock off six thousand yen if I agreed.”
“ How could you?” Akane whirled to face a very startled Nabiki.
“ This isn’t how it’s supposed to go.” Nabiki mumbled as Akane lifted her up 
from the floor by her blouse. 
“ Nabiki.” Akane growled.
    That rallied the middle Tendo daughter’s mind. “ Wait a second, what 
business of yours is it?” Nabiki folded her arms. “ What I want to do with my 
fiancé is our business. He was only talking to me and giving me a massage. I 
turned myself over to talk face to face with him for a little bit. We weren’t 
doing anything more than that. However, what is it to you if we were going 
to?” Nabiki pried Akane’s fingers from her blouse. “ In fact Ranma and I are 
going to my room and locking the door. We might be talking, playing cards, or 
having wild passionate sex. Whatever we do is not your business.” Nabiki 
turned away from a stunned Akane and took Ranma by the waist and led the way 
upstairs.
    On the stairs she made as if to appear to be nibbling at his ear. “ Ten 
thousand off your debts for your cooperation and silence about this.”
“ Deal.” He agreed and wrapped one arm around Nabiki’s waist and the other 
cupped the back of her neck. A little voice from the back of his mind 
screamed 
warnings. He told the little brat to shut up.
    Once they were in Nabiki’s room she shut and locked the door. As of one 
mind they placed their ears to the door to hear Akane rushing up the stairs.
“ She’ll be here quick. Play along until I tell you to stop.” Nabiki smiled 
wickedly at the door. “ This is going to be so much easier with you working 
with me this time. Now take your shirt off and let if fall next to the door.”
    As he complied Nabiki also unbuttoned and shucked off her blouse, letting 
it fall to the floor. He dropped his own shirt and was startled when Nabiki, 
clad from the waist up only in bra and earrings, pressed herself to him and 
rested her chin on his shoulder. He caught on as she started making low 
moaning sounds and shuffled her feet around his. Trying to imagine where your 
feet moved when making out he tried to play along. 
    Looking down over Nabiki’s shoulder he could see from the shadows under 
the door that Akane was on the hallway floor looking under the door frame, 
watching their feet entwined amidst fallen clothing. If that did not boil 
Akane’s blood then it was frozen solid. He thought he could hear her temper 
simmer through the door.
“ Do you have boxer’s on?” Nabiki whispered.
    He nodded. Suddenly realizing that Nabiki was testing to see how far he 
would go as much as she was trying to make Akane jealous. Well he was going 
to shock her. Akane would think the worst no matter how innocent he was. So 
why not shock Nabiki? He quickly worked the knot and let his pants drop in to 
the floor. He actually heard Akane gasp. Nabiki looked mildly surprised, but 
prepared to one up him. She dropped her own slacks and pressed herself up 
against him, clad only in her underwear as he was. 
    He heard the sounds of Akane scrambling away. Nabiki stopped the sound 
effects. “ She’s getting her listening glass from her room. Stay here.” 
Nabiki quickly ran to her dresser and pulled out a pair of panties and a bra. 
Then she ran back and wrapped herself around him again before they heard the 
clink of Akane’s listening glass. Nabiki waited a few moments before breaking 
off the sound effects again and standing back from him.
“ Alright Ranma, think you’re man enough for this?” She said and unhooked the 
bra in her hands and let it fall before lifting one leg then the other and 
dropping the panties.
    He was about to answer with some line of this own when Nabiki gestured 
for him to remain silent. Nabiki actually made a whispering noise that Ranma 
wondered if Akane would actually buy. 
“ Oh, so you want to wait until you’re sure which one of us you’re going to 
marry? Come on Ranma? Akane treats you like a dog and you’re now betrothed to 
me. Do you really think that I’ll let Kasumi get a hold of a hunk of stud 
like you?”
“ If she pays you.” He said before she could stop him.
    Nabiki gave him a dirty look as she said. “ Oh, yeah. I suppose so. But I 
don’t think that either of my sisters has enough money to buy the engagement 
from me now that I’ve seen this much of you. But if you want to keep your 
virginity until we’re married then I’m not going to bribe you. Keep the 
boxers on, but can we still cuddle?” Nabiki made a nodding motion with one 
hand.
“ Come here.” He tried to sound amorous as he gathered her in a embrace and 
led the way to her bed.
    As he took a seat on it cross legged he watched Nabiki press specific 
points on the bedpost to make the frame creak a little before she sat down 
beside him and laid her head on his shoulder as she struggled to hold in her 
laughter. 
    Ranma heard the glass break, and Akane stomp away to her own room. Once 
the cost was clear Nabiki threw her arms around his neck and buried her fit 
of giggles in his shoulder. 
“ If you change into a girl I can loan you some clothes while we wait an hour 
or so before coming out again. Don’t let me forget to ruff up our hair.”
“ If I change I can’t change back in here.” He pointed out.
“ So? It’ll just freak Akane out more.” Nabiki giggled. “ Remember what I 
said long time ago about your curse just adding spice to sex life? Well, I’m 
sure she’ll remember.”
“ You’re evil.” He almost recoiled.
“ Watch and learn.” Nabiki laughed and pulled him down to laid beside her on 
the bed. “ But after today we better lay off if we want to drag this out for 
more than a day.”
“ What have I gotten myself into now?” He asked himself as Nabiki wriggled 
beside him and pounded the bed mumbling between laughs about imagining 
Akane’s face.