Chapter 1: The Storm’s Fury Grows, But I Have Nothing To Fear
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Ranma Saotome knew that her life was going to be upgraded from “Moderate Hell” to “Fucking Disasterpiece” the moment her furry bastard of a father dragged her through the dojo door. To be fair though, It had temporarily gone to “Tolerable” when she was thrown in the gods-convenient Spring of Drowned Girl.
Hey! What trans girl wouldn’t want magic estrogen?
Then, it went back to hell the moment her dad found (Stole) A portable stove. Her blood still boils when she gets a glance at the new splotches that decorated her back. Fucking Panda. For once in her life, something finally went right, and the price is to be fucking boiled.
She could already hear various people shouting from behind the wall as she prepared herself for whatever clusterfuck was about to happen. Although, her whole life was a clusterfuck in of itself.
The constant “Training” Journey, The Nekoken, Ucchan’s Cart… When hasn’t my life been shit?
It was both depressing and unsurprising to her that her brain couldn't think of a purely happy memory.
Well, here goes nothing.
As the door slid open, she took a deep breath and swiveled her head to see the poor people who they’ll be staying with. Her eyes found a middle aged man with a bushy mustache, and two brunettes staring in surprise.
“Uh… Hey! I’m Ranma Saotome, sorry about this.” With a quick elbow into the panda-bastard’s neck, she found her feet on the door - ignoring the now unconscious panda. She gave a polite bow to the room as the middle aged man walked towards her, arms outstretched.
“Oh, Ranma! It’s so nice to finally meet you! Let me introduce you to everyone.” Ranma felt herself being picked up, and as soon as the vertigo began, she was abruptly set in front of the first girl.
“This is Nabiki, she’s 17! I’m so proud of her, she’s becoming quite a businesswoman!” The pink-haired martial artist could only awkwardly look to the side as the brunette gave her a once over.
“Dad, wasn’t Ranma supposed to be a guy?” The patriarch of the family - still cheery looking - slowly examined the curvy young woman.
“You know, you have a point… HUH?!”
Looks like it finally registered.
Ranma chuckled awkwardly. “Yeah! So uh, I guess that whole silly marriage thing isn’t possible, what a shame! Lovely home though.” Ramna took a few steps back, about to take her chance to run. Maybe she could try the Hibiki’s again?
From out of nowhere, she felt the imprisoning grip of a panda’s paw on her shoulder, she looked up, and found the bastard’s other hand holding up a sign.
“Soun! My good friend. Let me explain all of this. Why don’t you get the shogi board out while I boil some tea?” Ranma could already feel the phantom pains echo across her backside.
“Of course! Kasumi, can you get lunch ready? Ranma, why don’t you get Akane? I’m sure you can be good friends!” Kasumi gave a nod and made her way towards the kitchen, while Nabiki smirked.
“You never know, I’m sure Akane might be a bit more interested in marriage now!” Ranma gave a confused look in response, while Nabiki chuckled at her own joke before pointing Ranma down a hallway. “Akane’s probably in the Dojo. Take your first left, then the second right, and you’ll find her, ok?”
The martial artist gave a shrug before jogging down the hall. If she were stuck here, She might as well have some sort of friend… She hopes.
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Akane woke up this morning feeling pretty good! She managed to complete her forms, and she could feel herself getting stronger.
Then she was told she could be engaged to a boy, Ranma Saotome, a boy her father never met before.
Her.
The martial arts lesbian of Furinkan High. The girl who fights off a delusional man every morning because he doesn't understand what “Gay” means.
Fuck her life, seriously.
Now, She’s happily obliterating the mountain of cinder blocks in front of her, her hands caked in grey dust. She could almost imagine the faceless man in front of her, a condescending smile across his face. “Oh, I suppose I could take Akane. I’m sure she’ll grow out of that phase.”
A sound barely not a growl came from her throat as her fist found the final cinder block set up for her Kata. It exploded into dust, decorating the bluenette's face. The martial artist sighed before throwing her head back, looking towards the ceiling.
“FUCK! Fucking christ is daddy serious? Oh yeah, sure, decide not to mention for my sixteen years of life that I have a chance to be married off to a total strang-”
A small set of knocks drew her out of her rant, and the rage she felt gave way for shame that either of her sisters overheard her. She stood awkwardly as she awaited for Kasumi or Nabiki to come in, telling her the mystery douchebag finally arrived.
Instead, a soft, unfamiliar voice rang out. “Um. Hello?”
Is it a friend of Nabiki’s or something?
She called out in response “Sorry! Come in.” The door opened, and Akane would bet money that all of Nerima heard her jaw hit the floor.
The girl that stood in front of her couldn’t be described as anything less than a dream. Bright, adorable pink hair gave way to a cute set of doe-eyes, and that was just the start! As Akane continued her look-over of the guest, her eyes widened for a moment at the two mountains that were the girls chest. If she wasn’t so entranced, Akane might have covered up her own in envy. An hourglass waist was followed by exercise shorts decorating a plush set of thighs.
Who was this Aphrodite?
Oh christ, she sounded like Kuno.
Akane ignored the newfound heat on her face as she tried to put herself together.
“Hi! You’re hot!”
A blush not unlike Akane’s was now across the mystery girl’s face. Akane stammered as she tried her best to correct herself.
“I MEAN UM - Can I hot you? Can I HELP you? Hi! I’m Akane, can I help you?” The girl looked away shyly, a blush still across her face as she let out a chuckle.
“Yeah… Um, I’m Ranma Saotome, I’m sorry about this.”
Pardon?
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Ranma could only stare in slight worry as Akane’s eyes glazed over for a second. She waved her hand in front of Akane’s face, but had no reaction.
“I’m sorry, are you oka-” And now she’s in a princess-style carry. Ranma yelped as she felt her maybe-fiance race back the route she first came through. Slamming the door open, Akane only had three words for the panda and the Tendo Family.
“When’s the wedding?”
Chapter 2: You Summon Storms And Play With Nature
Summary:
The curse becomes known, Akane assumes a lot, and Ranma really needs a hug
Notes:
Hey yall, so, there’s going to be a content warning here for transphobia and some physical violence on Akane’s part. She’s going to become better very soon, but right now she’s completely unaware of what the word “transgender means”, and is horrible because of it.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Five minutes later, one bald man and the Tendo household found themselves around the dinner table. Where was Ranma, you ask?
The resident pinkhead had found a comfortable seat on Akane’s lap, and she was struggling to focus on anything other than the girl’s arms wrapped tightly around her waist. Her mind was split between the excitement of having a girl interested in her, and the growing dread in her stomach as her eyes darted between Akane’s arms and the cup of tea in front of her. Her father laughed, slapping his old friend on the back!
“So you see, my old friend! My boy and I are cursed! Such a shame really.” Soun nodded his head, before looking towards the girl situated on his daughters lap.
“I see, I see. If you transform into a panda, what of Ranma?” Ranma went stiff in Akane’s embrace, before turning around, facing the girl with a desperate expression.
Please let this be different.
She played her head onto that of the bluenette, and whispered softly. “I swear, I’m a girl. Please.” Akane only squinted her eyebrows in confusion, before shrugging and giving a relaxed smile.
Akane raised her hand onto Ranma’s cheek, before responding. “Don’t worry princess, you’re a very pretty girl.” Just like that, Ranma felt her face redden once more.
The Flustering 2: Electric Boogaloo
But sooner or later, this nice dream had to end. Ranma felt the air around her shift, and instinctively, she clenched her teeth before she felt the now-familiar pain of scalding water down her back.
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If someone were to tell Akane this is what would happen today, she would have called bullshit. Yet, her eyes didn’t deceive her as the girl who was cuddled into her lap (she was so soft!) morphed into a lanky, black-haired man. Before Akane could register the change, the bald bastard spoke up again.
“As you can see, my poor boy was cursed to transform into a girl whenever he comes in contact with cold water. How far he’s fallen! A man amongst men, reduced to this!” Crocodile tears came from the man’s eyes as Soun patted his friend on the back, while Akane finally processed what he meant.
“Her” Ranma Saotome didn’t exist.
A meek “I’m sorry” squeaked out from the now much lower voice of Ranma. Akane didn’t know who he was apologizing to. She didn’t care.
Her father, oblivious, had his cheerful mood from earlier today restored. “Ah, I see! Well, I see no reason to cancel the engagement! Ranma can still produce an heir with one of my lovely daughters, yes?”
Genma nodded as he looked at Ranma with a frown. “Yes, as shameful as he is now, he is still the only one who can unite the schools!” Throughout the discussion, Ranma had barely moved, still as a statue. Ignorant of the young Saotome’s emotional state, he addressed her jovially. “Well Ranma, it’s up to you! Which one of my daughters would you like to marry?”
The martial artist in question was borderline inanimate. If Akane hadn’t seen her shyly cuddle into her a few minutes prior, the girl would have passed for a wax statue. A few awkward moments passed before Kasumi decided to speak up.
“Well, He’s a bit too young for me… No offense dear.” It was at this that Ranma finally gave a sign of life by nodding. Nabiki quickly followed Kasumi’s lead.
“Yeah, and I’m not really looking for any relationship right now. Akane should have them!” Akane’s head swiveled around at her sister in shock.
“Huh?!”
“Well, you’re a lesbian, and Ranma’s half-girl, so it works out!” A chorus of agreement rose up from Genma and Soun, accompanied by a small “I suppose” from Kasumi.
They wanted her to marry him?
Like hell she would be tied to this fucking creep! The girl who could’ve been her wife was gone. Every idea of coming home to the gorgeous girl she met went up in flames, now replaced with Crossdressing Pervert, Just Add Water! Ranma would fucking…
Take a breath, Akane.
If she had an outburst right now, they’d wave her away as being “an angry tomboy” and any chance of changing her fate would be dead. No, she’d settle this with Ranma. She’d show this liar what it meant to lie to the Heir of the Tendo Dojo. Akane delicately avoided looking at Ranma as a faux smile decorated her face before addressing the two patriarchs.
“I completely understand! Ranma, why don’t we go back to Dojo? Let’s talk more about this and what it means.” Her father looked ecstatic, murmuring something about “The schools united”, but Akane didn’t care. Rather, she was focused on the surprised look on Ranma’s face, quickly replaced by a smile as he nodded.
Oh, he thought they were fine!
Akane should do the right thing and correct that thought. She slid out from Ranma as she got up, a hand outstretched to her now fiance, and the two walked back to where they met.
One of them was furious. The other was hopeful.
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Ranma couldn’t believe her luck… Well, maybe “luck” was pushing it considering the abuse she’s been put through, but she was lucky with Akane! The girl was willing to give her a chance, and that was all that mattered! Even though her fiancee’s grip on Ranma’s hand made her wince, Ranma wouldn’t try to let go for the world. Unfortunately, Akane did end up letting go as she slammed the dojo door open. Ranma jumped slightly at the action but paid no heed.
Anyone would be frustrated after being forced into a marriage.
Akane shuffled away for a moment, and Ranma hummed quietly as she got a look around the dojo. She hadn’t been able to get a proper look due to Akane picking her up (Like she was a princess!) and running into the living room. But now, she could see the marvel that was the Tendo Dojo. Weapons from all corners of the world lined the wall as she stared in awe. Even though the dust on them implied their lack of use, the collection itself was magnificent. And that was just the start! Wooden dummies for practicing hand-to-hand were spread around the room, sprinkled with stacks of cinderblocks, though Ranma could see that some of them had been reduced to rubble. This place was nothing short of a perfect dojo.
The opening of a door alerted her to the returning Akane, and as she turned around to face her fiancee, she found herself receiving a splash of ice-cold water to the face. At least she got her boobs back though!
The day after Jusenkyo, Ranma had spent most of her time in a nearby lake giggling while she watched them move in the water. They were so jiggly!
The now pinkette gave an awkward chuckle “Um, thanks! My other form sucks to be honest. This is way more comfy.” Ranma did a small spin to show off her preferred body, oblivious to Akane’s now clenched fist.
“Oh, It’s no problem! Say, would you like to practice maybe?”
“Oh! Sure, what do you wa-” Ranma was sent sprawling as she felt a kick into the center of her chest, the air knocked from her lungs. As she gasped for breath, her gaze found the cold face of the bluenette.
“Let’s spar.”
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Akane felt a sadistic pleasure watching the boy who toyed with her lie on the ground in pain. She watched with a cold glare as the pervert caught his breath.
“O-ok, could you give me a moment to-” Once again, she didn’t give him time to finish, instead opting to send a fist in the side of his head. Like clockwork, his body slammed into the ground.
“It’s clever, I’ll admit. I’m a lesbian, so why not show up as a girl? Maybe you can “fix me” over time. Is that what you thought?” Ranma’s eyes widened in shock as he scurried back up, his arms now outstretched placatingly.
“Akane, I was telling the truth when I said I was a girl.” He said calmly, lying, straight to her face. She refused to honor him with a response and instead sent a kick on a course for his knee.
However, her foot only hit air as Ranma was suddenly on her other side. “Please” he whispered, “I don’t want to fight.” It was those words that Akane decided to give him a response.
She laughed.
She simply stated, “Girls don’t get called “son” by their fathers.”
Ranma winced, looking away. The enraged woman took the opportunity to send a punch to his chest, knocking the wind out of him again.
“Girls aren’t “A man amongst men” are they?” She tried to kick him in the knee once more, this time finding her target as he fell to his knees.
“K-Kane…” He pleaded
“Oh, and one final thing? I only like girls.” A punch to his throat.
“And you’re.” A knee into his ribs.
“Not.” A fist straight into his nose. She couldn’t resist smirking as she felt a snap.
She was getting justice for being toyed with.
“A girl!” Her final strike, aimed right at the girl’s chest.
Was stopped.
Akane stared at the hand that suddenly appeared, grasping her own in an iron-tight grip. Ranma stood up, his… her… THEIR body vibrating with anger. As they lifted their face, Akane couldn’t resist making a small gasp at the glowing purple eyes of her betrothed, accompanied by a river of tears down her cheeks.
A genuine growl came from Ranma as Akane was shoved away. Stumbling, The bluenette saw her future spouse’s hand flex into a blade, the knuckles on her fingers flexed into a sharp edge. Quiet sobs came from Ranma as violet Ki condensed into two sharp blades running across her knuckles, and two small feline ears peaked out on the top of her head.
Akane’s head felt clear as her heart tore, looking into the eyes of…
Of…
Of the Woman she hurt so badly.
Ranma simply uttered a short phrase as she looked at her spouse. “
“You’re a monster.”
Akane felt her own eyes begin to feel misty. Before the pinkette charged, she only gave one word.
“Pansāken.”
Notes:
Sooo… I didn’t come into writing this trying to make Akane THIS hurtful towards Ranma, but it ended up going that way as I tried to write conflict.
I felt like the Nekoken had a lot of potential to tie into martial art styles, so I decided to change what exactly the Nekoken IS in this fic and how it works. I’ll be explaining it in the next chapter!
Fun fact!: Pansāken roughly translates into “panther fist” which is an actual fighting style in Shaolin Kung Fu! It’s designed to attack the opponents joints and inhibit their movement.
Chapter 3: Oh My Enemy, How Could I Have Ever Let You Down?
Summary:
We get a *Flashback* TM and Akane also has some fucking issues.
Notes:
Ok WOW! Did not expect this to end up being this long. I ended up wanting to write about backstory and then Akane's psyche and I made a chapter double the usual size.
Hope yall like!
CW For:
Outing, Homophobia, and Slight Sexual Harrassment (Guys leering at Akane)
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Ranma was eight years old when she found a real family to be a part of.
The only thing she’s really ever been grateful to Genma for is for finding the Nekoken book, frankly. It wasn’t until years later that she understood what her father thought would happen when he wound the fish sausages around her. To her, it was a way to get all the nice kitties to like her!
She should have known better.
As she sailed through the air on a collision course for the pit, her panicking, toddler mind only had one thought.
“Am I going to land on the kitties?!”
Thankfully, her body instead hit the wall of the large hole, tumbling down where the feline hoard resided. Meows echoed around her as her father’s voice shot through the air.
“ Ranma! Our enemies descend upon me! I shall come for you as soon as I can!” She couldn’t make out the shuffling of her father, but the sharp sound of popping of a cork bottle and glasses clinking was still clear. Ranma didn’t pay it any heed, though. She was focused on the still-meowing cats who had formed a ring around her, yet to approach.
“It’s ok, kitties! I'm a friend, see? I have treats!” The child dangled her sausage adorned arm in front of her, and something in the cats’ eyes changed. Ranma patiently held her arm out, waiting for them to come.
Instead, the clowder (Yes, that's what a group of cats are called) went silent, and shook their heads back and forth. If they weren’t animals, it was almost like they were looking at each other, deciding on something.
Before her eyes, the previous onslaught of meowing became a single voice, echoes condensing into one loud chant. As the felines called out, Ranma could almost hear words form from the noise.
“Mama! We have a stray!”
“Mama! We have a stray!”
Ranma tilted her head to the side, “Stray?” She asked. “I have a papa!”
She either went unheard or ignored as they continued their call, now beginning to surround her in a large pile of feline cuddles.
“We have a stray!” They chanted
“We Have a Stray!”
“ WE HAVE A STRAY!”
Their final call echoed throughout the pit, and Ranma shivered as vibrations traveled through her bones. Now, the mass of kitties had gone silent, their heads tilted up towards the sky as they waited for… something?
She assumed it was the glowing ball beginning to form in front of her - she didn't want to assume, but come on .
The child assumed correctly when the gathering of light dispersed, leaving a woman in its stead. White hair cascaded down the elegant golden robe she adorned, while her face hid behind an entrancing feline mask. If Ranma stared too long, she would swear she could see the stars hidden within it.
She was beautiful, and the “Man Amongst Men” didn’t know how to feel about the envy bubbling in her chest. Thankfully, her attention was drawn towards the woman once again as she began to speak.
She spoke solemnly “Oh, my sweet daughter, why are you here?” Her voice came out gentle, yet somber. Had her mask changed? The cat looked more sad now. Wait! She was supposed to respond!
“Hi Miss! I’m Ranma, my dad said I could learn a super cool technique if I played with the kitties like this! Um… Who are you?” Was Ranma forgetting something? “Oh! Yeah, also, I’m not your daughter lady! I don’t have a mama! And um, I'm a boy…” The child refused to acknowledge the pain in her chest as she clarified her identity. A gentle smile pulled across the woman’s face, while the cat mask covering her eyes seemed to brighten - literally, it seemed to glow.
“I have an answer and a question for you, dear. First, you may call me Li Shou. I… I suppose I watch over all my children in the world.” A calico made its way onto the woman’s lap as she continued. “From the fierce tigers to the agile cat, I am there to nurture them.” Li Shou - the name sounded familiar to Ranma, but the martial artist couldn’t remember for the life of her where she heard it from.
Ok, she has a lot of cats I guess, she appears as a ball of light…
Ranma felt like an idiot.
In the blink of an eye, her head was on the ground, bowing. “Please forgive me Ms. Goddess! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you or your kitties!” She continued to spit out apology after apology, unaware of the growing grin on the deity’s visage. Ranma finally stopped her word-vomit when a laugh echoed from Li Shou.
“Worry not, little one. I don’t particularly care for formality. To put it simply: its fucking bullshit !” The young martial artist giggled in response, and the goddess returned with a laugh. After a bit of chuckling, The cat patron’s face returned to a neutral position. “Now, for my question… You say you don’t have a mama, is that correct?” Ranma nodded in response. As much as she wished otherwise, the feeling of a mother’s embrace was completely foreign to her.
“Would you like me to be your mama?” Ranma stuttered, unsure what to say.
“Can you even do that?” The child asked, and the matron gave a soft smile
“Sweetheart, I can do anything , be anything . Just like you, dear daughter.”
“Then, I think I’d like that a lot. If that's ok… Mama?” The child was pulled into her mothers embrace, both of them now smiling. Mother and Daught - wait.
Ranma turned away to hide her smile from her new matriarch. “Mama, I’m a boy.”
No matter how much Ranma wished otherwise.
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Li Shou giggled, and gave a tiny boop onto her new child’s nose. It had only been a few minutes, but Li Shou would give up ruling the world again if it meant caring for Ranma.
…
Seriously, why did the gods expect CATS to be good rulers?
It didn’t matter now. All that did matter was that Ranma could rely on her new heritage.
“Ranma, sweetie?” The goddess called out.
“Yeah, what’s up Mama?” Her new daughter asked confusedly.
“Would you like to know that secret fighting style?” Rapid nodding from her new cub gave her an answer. The goddess smiled as she began to levitate, her child hopping off of her lap as she watched in awe.
Even if she didn’t realize it yet, Li Shou could already envision the amazing young woman she would become. The deity felt her power flow through her, and imagined a taut line between her and her new child.
“Ranma, my cub. Today, me and your siblings welcome you into a family that will always stand together. Let yourself be embraced by your new pride, and be welcomed into our clan.” The cats surrounding the two, previously silent, began to speak up once more.
“New sister!”
“Oh wow! It’s been a while since we’ve gotten a human cub!”
“Welcome to the family!”
Ranma felt her eyes become misty as she struggled to maintain the view of her mother, radiating golden light like a small sun.
“Our knowledge is yours, our strength is yours. When you breathe, when you strike, when you live. It is with the support of every feline, the support of me .” The neko mask on Li Shou’s face began to slowly levitate off, revealing eyes bursting with radiance.
Before Ranma could even register it, the mask previously worn by the goddess flew onto her own. The child felt a power nothing short of primal weaving through her soul. The mask slowly evaporated into light, and Ranma rose anew.
Her eyes, once human, contained a vertical slit. Her nails once chewed away from stress now elongated into sharp tips.
Li Shou descended onto the ground, standing before her child.
“Rise. Ranma, of the Raionraifu clan.” A chorus of meows echoed in support of the new clan member.
“ RANMA! WHAT'S HAPPENING?! ARE THEY DONE CHEWING YOU YET?”
A scowl replaced the smile the goddess had worn. Fucking Genma .
He would pay for how he’s treated her daughter, he would be subjected to what he planned for her cub a thousand times over.
But as she looked down and saw Ranma happily converse with her new siblings, she paused. Genma would pay, of that she would ensure. But not today. That justice deserved to be brought down by her daughter. “Ranma,” she called out. “My time in this plane is fading…” Her partially feline family member nodded sadly, before darting into her, now attached onto her torso in a bearhug. Li Shou couldn’t stop herself from letting out a hearty laugh. She pressed a kiss to her daughter’s forehead, as she began to fade away. “Treat yourself kindly, dear daughter.”
Ranma nodded in response before pausing, now crossing her arms. “Mama, I’m not a… You know!” The goddess playfully rolled her eyes, before returning her kind gaze to the martial artist.
“Just remember my cub: You can do anything , you can be anything . And I will always hold you in my heart.”
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Ranma watched in bittersweet awe as her new mama returned to the heavenly realm. Today had not gone anywhere close to what she expected.
Instead of some purring and cats to play with, she now had a mother and claws of her own.
“ RANMA! GET BACK UP HERE SON! I NEED TO SEE YOUR NEW STRENGTH!” Ranma sighed at the beckoning, before nonchalantly hopped out of the ten-foot hole. As she faced her father, she thought back to the new parent she had gained.
I can be anything, huh?
Maybe it would be nice to be a daughter.
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“Ranma… I-” Her assaulter's words were cut short as Ranma’s panther fist lodged itself between Akane’s arm and shoulder. She yelped in pain as the bluenette was forced back.
“This is what you wanted, right? A spar?” Akane flinched at the cold tone of the woman in front of her.
What have I done?
“Ranma, I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking-” the speed at which Ranma moved could only be described as borderline teleportation as she appeared behind Akane.
“You weren’t thinking? When you beat me up without a second thought?” The Tendo heir barely moved out of the way of the Ki-empowered strike sent to her. In her place, the mat looked as if it had been slashed with an axe. If she hadn’t felt like prey in that moment, Akane would be asking about the technique behind the strike.
“Of course you didn’t. Just like you didn’t think when you assumed I was a liar.” Another strike was sent to her shoulder joint, one Akane failed to miss. Now, she held her half-limp arm as she looked at the angry, somber girl in front of her. It was a look she had seen before.
“Kuno, look… You’re super sweet. It's just, I’m only into girls.”
He stood there, silent for a moment, processing.
“I see! I believe I understand now. Thank you very much!”
Her shoulders sagged in relief, and she gave him a sincere smile.
“Thank you! No one else, well, knows yet. But you’re really nice, so you deserve an honest answer.”
“Of course! Thank you for your honesty. Good Day!”
Kuno bowed and walked away, and for a while, Akane felt hopeful.
He could be a good friend.
…
Akane, for lack of better words, had no fucking clue why the courtyard looked like Field Day. She curiously stepped past gates, and her heartbeat spiked.
Quickly dodging to the side, she found Kuno at her heels, swinging his sword with no hesitation.
“Dude! What the hell are you doing!”
“Dear Akane! I’ve come to save you from your delusion of being in love with women!”
She froze, suddenly aware of the people surrounding her. The people looking out the window.
All looking at her.
She turned around, pupils like pin pricks as she observed the crowd advancing towards her, ready to bear arms at her.
Looking at her like she was meat.
Like she could be fixed .
She looked towards Kuno, tears beginning to fall, and rage filled her heart.
“ COME AT ME, YOU SHITSTAINS! ”
Akane felt her heart break again and again as she looked - really looked - at the girl in front of her.
Akane wasn’t the one who got toyed with.
Ranma was.
Why the hell would she promise she was a girl before her boy form got found out! Didn’t she say she was more comfortable being a girl?...
She thought back to how Genma had poured downright boiling water onto his child’s back. Akane only felt the run-off from it, yet it still made her wince at the time.
How many times had Ranma had to suffer that because she liked being a girl?
And then she met a girl who treated her kindly.
Akane.
Akane was the one who flirted with her. She’s the one who carried her like royalty, the one who pulled the shy beauty into her lap before the truth had come out. Then when Akane was told more of the pinkette’s story from her bigoted father. She tore the girl down without remorse or a chance to explain.
She didn’t understand the enigma that Ranma Saotome was to her. But she wanted to. She owed her that much after the rollercoaster she put the poor martial artist through.
God, what had she become?
She joked that she sounded like Kuno. She fucking acted like him.
This poor girl…
Akane knew what she needed.
Fuck, this would probably hurt.
She took one last look at the oncoming warrior, broken with the heartache she inflicted.
“You made me think I could be wanted. That someone wanted me to be theirs.” The tears on Ranma’s face were dried. All that remained were bloodshot, violet eyes. In a blur, Akane felt the air be forced out of her lungs. The pinkette now stood next to her, a fist lodged in her stomach.
Akane ignored her body, screaming at her to rest, and wrapped her arms around her betrothed. “You’re right, I’m sorry.” The feline foe looked taken aback, and shoved the girl away
“So what? You called me attractive, then you said I’m a fucking boy!” She barked out.
“You are attractive… and you’re not a guy.” Akane responded, while Ranma squinted, skeptical. Akane simply sat down and crossed her legs. Taking a deep breath, she began to speak.
“ I don’t understand how a boy could actually be a girl, but you are a girl.” The youngest Tendo felt herself be raised into the air by her collar, and found the enraged, sorrowful woman glaring at her.
“Y-You don't get to say that!” The rage was slowly draining out of Ranma’s voice, but the violet Ki still tinted her eyes. Akane simply took a deep breath.
“Ranma… I don’t have any excuse. When I woke up today, I was told that I might be married to a man my father never met. Whether he said it or not, my daddy didn’t care about me, not really. He didn’t care what I felt or what I wanted… Then you came through the door. The prettiest, cutest girl anyone could ever imagine.” The hold on her collar shook as hiccups moved throughout Ranma’s body.
“St-stop it…”
Akane couldn’t.
This girl needed to know how much of a liar Akane was.
“And then I was so happy! I thought that I could be happy, that I could have a life with someone I could really love.” She paused, shamefully looking away. “But then I hear about curses, and I see someone else in my arms… and all I can see is someone who betrayed me.”
“So I’m just another liar?” her betrothed asked. Akane could feel her feet touch the ground, her recent punching bag losing the will to hold her up.
“No, you’re not. Maybe I don’t understand it, but you shouldn’t have to prove that you're a girl.” Akane slowly raised her hands, and Ranma flinched. She accepted the shame she felt stabbed into her soul.
You did this. Repent for it.
“Can I?” the bluenette asked, and Ranma gave a weak nod, small hiccups still rocking her body. Gently, Akane let her palms hold the girl’s face as she tilted violet eyes to meet her own. Taking a deep breath, she resumed to speak.
“Ranma, you are a girl . Because you say so, and fuck anyone else. I'm the liar.” Ranma had given up trying to pretend she still had a grip on Akane, and backed away.
Akane looked intensely into the girls eyes. It was clear that Ranma was barely held together, yet Akane continued to speak.
“Princess… I can go fuck myself, for making you feel like you weren’t beautiful, inside and out.”
The violet ki dissipated from the girl as she collapsed. Akane rushed to catch her as the girl went limp, beginning to bawl into her fiance’s arms.
“I'm Sorry…”
“No sorry. You’re perfect.”
As Akane sat there, holding the sobbing girl in her arms, she only had one thought.
It’s a start on what I need to do.
Notes:
Hey Yall, I know that the chapters have been really back and forth with the behavior/content. I appreciate all who've continued to read. Things will start to be a bit more consistent with tone in the future chapters.
Fun Fact! Li Shou is the Chinese Goddess of Cats and Fertility! She was also a symbol of banishing evil because cats were known to protect crops. In Chinese Mythology, Li Shou, as well as cats, were originally the rulers of the world. When the gods saw that all they were doing was relaxing though, they were annoyed. Because of this, Li Shou said "Just let the human's rule!"
Until next time!
Chapter 4: Can You Try a Little Harder? I’m Really Getting Bored!
Summary:
Ranma has a hard time believing that she's valid, Akane tries to be better. Both of them are useless lesbians. Plus Kuno's an asshole.
Somewhere in the sea, a trio continues a journey
Notes:
Ok sooo, thanks to everyone who's continued reading this after all the emotional 180s that have been going on. We've finally hit a steady pace!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Akane decided to watch the sunrise the morning after the Saotome’s had arrived.
Well, “decided ” was a bit inaccurate, since the girl couldn’t sleep a wink. She layed in bed for hours, the disaster that was the previous evening replaying in her head again and again.
She’d become what hurt her the worst and she didn’t even realize it.
Despite all that happened though, she still didn’t understand the pinkette. Did the cursed spring make her want to be a girl? It seemed like the explanation fit perfectly.
And yet…
Ranma’s sheer mourning at being turned on like Akane did, that wasn’t something the young Tendo could ever believe to be manufactured - magical titty giving springs or no.
As the sun rose over the horizon, she sighed. She found herself at an impasse. She didn’t understand how a boy could be a girl, but the meek yet ferocious girl that she was engaged to showed her otherwise.
A crash jolted Akane out of her thought train as two figures burst through the guest room wall. Genma, or as the bluenette chose to call him, “The Bald Little Bitch”, had tossed his child through the plaster and drywall, straight for a collision course for the koi pond.
The Sometimes-Panda yelled out to his yeeted offspring. “ A MARTIAL ARTIST MUST BE READY FOR ANYTHING MY, BOY !” Ranma only coughed up water in response, her voice now considerably higher.
“You don’t see me disturbing your sleep, jackass.” The sleep deprived girl gave a heavy sigh before looking towards her father, coming at her with fists raised. Akane stood up, ready to jump in to defend her betrothed.
That was, until Ranma began to move. And god, was she beautiful.
Her technique could be described as nothing less than dancing . The younger Saotome twirled around her father, strikes weaving in and out of Genma’s torso as if her limbs were made of water instead of flesh and bone. Genma took another set of devastating blows with each moment that passed, and Akane could only stare in awe. Gone were the heavy, Ki-fueled punches that Akane faced the night before, and in their place was an elegant form inflicting hell on Ranma’s opponent. Instead of a shy, awkward girl who came into her home, Ranma looked like a warrior in her element. And all during the battle, Ranma remained unscathed and a smirk on her face.
She’s toying with him!
The only time Ranma had shown emotion even close to anger was from being woken up! The Tendo girl continued observing, and in conclusion?
Akane was engaged to a master of the arts! She was going to watch her pretty girl walk down the aisle and take her home and…
She assumed all this might happen if she managed to UN-fuck up everything .
Akane looked away from the battle, and her face no longer transfixed. How was she going to fix this? Ranma was so sweet to her, and almost within the same hour they met Akane had beaten her down.
The two awkwardly walked back into the house, the hours now passed into the AM. Akane snuck glances at the other girl, her violet eyes now a warm chocolate hue. Silence continued to follow the pair as Akane found her room, along with the guest bedroom adjacent to it. Akane opened her door, and positioned next to her own bed was a futon set out.
Presumably for her wife to be.
Akane faced the girl, and ignored how she flinched. What has she done?
The bluenette ignored the stab of pain in her heart, and cleared her throat. “I’ll um, I can sleep on the futon! You’re a guest here.” Ranma finally turned her eyes to meet the other girl’s as she rapidly waved her hands in rebuttal.
“No no! It’s ok, really! I’ll go to the guest bedroom with my dad. I appreciate it… But you don't need to make yourself uncomfortable because of, y’know.” The girl quickly shuffled into the room, grabbing the futon with a single hand as she began to walk towards the guest room.
If Akane was braver, she might have said “You don’t, princess. You’ve done nothing wrong.” She would have told the girl that she didn’t truly understand who Ranma was, but she wanted to.
Instead, Akane slept next to her mountain of plushies, imagining someone else in its place. Vowing to herself that she would become someone worthy to have that someone.
The guilt-ridden girl was shaken out of her thoughts as a mighty splash came from the courtyard. She looked downward, and trudging out of the koi pond came a panda. From down below, Akane heard Ranma holler.
“I’m getting breakfast! Bye… Mr. Furballs for nipples. ” The bluenette couldn’t help but snort at the strange insult. It wasn’t fair that she was already so transfixed.
But as Akane stood up and made her own way to breakfast, she knew that it didn’t matter. She had a duty to look out for Ranma.
That’s how she would redeem herself.
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Breakfast, unsurprisingly, was an awkward affair. Nabiki immediately scooted next to her younger sister. “So… get up to anything fun last night with Miss Martial Artist?” A tired, somber look from the bluenette shut down her questioning. Akane sat in silence as she chewed on her meal, resigned from interaction this morning.
Except for glaring at the bastard everytime he stole food off of Ranma’s plate. While the pinkette was able to defend her breakfast from her father, it was evident that it left little to no time to actually eat .
Akane spoke in a chillingly polite tone. “Mr. Saotome,” She stated “Isn’t it better for a martial artist to have time to regain their strength?” She gave him the most insincere smile she could muster, and her oblivious father chimed in.
“She has a point, Genma! A growing man like Ranma needs energy in order to be strong!” Ranma gave a small wince at the misgendering, but Genma stopped his theft, now grumbling as he ate from his own plate.
Ranma, finally having time to eat, looked towards her defender and gave a small, sincere smile.
Worth it.
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As the two girls began their trek to school, Ranma felt absolutely fucked. She was dressed in her favorite (only) silks and her more masculine form. Jusenkyo was a blessing to her, finally being able to have a body that felt right in every aspect. But it also amplified the feeling of wrongness her birth form gave her - in that aspect, the cursed springs were a… You get it.
Ranma could feel her fiancee’s gaze flicker back and forth to her, but neither spoke up. The pinkette didn’t know where she stood with Akane. The bluenette had been eagerly affectionate when they first met, and she did apologize to Ranma after the dojo incident…
But even so
“ Oh, and one final thing? I only like girls. ”
That’s not something Ranma could simply forget. Akane apologized and had been kind afterwards, but the empty feeling in her refused to dissipate.
Ranma was a girl.
Akane only liked girls.
And as much as Ranma had protested the night before, Ranma wasn’t a real girl, and that one fact made her feel like she was dying inside. Her stupid fantasy of being wanted by her betrothed had died as soon as it was born, and it would stay that way.
Akane was only being nice to her because she hurt Ranma. So Ranma would make sure she never made Akane uncomfortable like that again. She could keep her distance, and ensure that she never betrayed the bluenette’s trust again.
She’d be better.
A tap on her shoulder knocked her out of her thoughts, and there stood Akane with a hose in hand. An elderly woman stood off to the side wearing a calm smile. “Hey Ranma… Would you like it the uh, other way?” She suggested.
Oh.
Of course Akane’d prefer me like that.
Ranma preferred herself like that too, but it made her stomach churn regardless. She gave a smile and nodded, sticking her head out in a bow. One light hosing to the face later, and her body reverted to her choice of form.
She stood in front of Akane awkwardly, and gave her gratitude. “Thank you. I appreciate it” All while she looked towards the ground.
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Akane still wasn’t sure how she felt about Ranma’s birth form. But she absolutely knew of what she thought of the now small statured girl shyly looking away from her.
She could be described as nothing less than cuddly . Her curvy yet toned form enveloped by the oversized silken shirt made Akane want to do nothing less than pick up the girl, take her home, and spoon her until the end of time.
The bluenette did no such thing of course, and instead replied with “It's no biggie, I uh, I figured it’d be more comfortable.”
Ranma gave an awkward chuckle “Uh, yeah, pretty much.” As they neared the school, Akane grimaced as her eyes made out the appropriately named “Hetero Horde” beyond the school gates.
“Uh, Ranma? Do you mind holding my bag for me?”
“Oh! Sure.” Ranma allowed for the school bag to fall into her hand, appropriately confused. Akane gave a small sigh.
Standing behind the front gates, the bluenette stuck her arm out, distancing Ranma from herself. “You’ll probably wanna stand back for a sec.”
“Huh?”
“Trust me on this.” She knew that Ranma had no reason to, but the pinkette remained stationary regardless. Akane took a deep breath, and stepped onto school grounds.
As sure as the sun rises every day, the football players came at her first. On another day, Akane might have been less rough with them - they were homophobic, sexist jackasses, but not a physical threat to the martial artist.
Today was simply not that day.
Rather than wait for her opponents to come charging for her, the youngest Tendo tore through her opponents with a vicious ferocity. On the first day these fights began, she had fought with betrayal in her heart. Eventually, that became irritating frustration at having to go through these motions day after day.
But now, she fought with unbridled, fiery rage.
It was them to blame.
They made her distrustful. They made her quick to anger.
They’re why I didn’t listen to her .
Akane plowed through the Hetero-Horde in record time, leaving only one man remaining.
“Dear sweet Akane! I have come to free your mind of your sapphic delusions! Fear not, for I shall conduct my work swiftly.”
Akane was fucking done.
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He explains… a lot.
While Ranma still felt that emptiness in her stomach, it was consolation to know why Akane acted out like that.
Has she been doing this every day?
It’s not an excuse for the bruise Ranma still had on her abdomen.
But it was an explanation.
Ranma’s not sure if that’s supposed to make her feel better, but it did make her feel for Akane. Despite the unknown man’s declaration of “saving” the bluenette, he went down with a few strikes from the enraged girl. Ranma did her best to not stare at her fiancee’s toned arms.
She failed miserably.
A light sigh came from the bluenette’s lips as the smaller girl held out her bag. Akane smiled as she reclaimed her schoolbag. “Thanks for waiting princess!” It took a moment for Ranma to process what she was just called.
The ‘princess’ turned the color of a tomato as she shyly looked away. “Oh! It's no problem at all! I mean um- I don’t mind it- NOT THAT I'M YOUR PRINCESS I justmeanohjeezkillmenow…” Unbeknownst to the flustered girl, Akane was having her own panic, just on the inside!
Nopenopenope that did not just happen I did not just flirt with the girl I traumatized oh lord why is she blushing -
“And who might this fair maiden be?” Ranma yelped as she turned to face Kuno, while Akane just rolled her eyes.
“Uh… I’m Ranma Saotome! I’m currently staying with the Tendo’s. Can I uh, help you?” the young Saotome asked cautiously. Kuno gave a firm nod in response.
“Indeed. I must have you know that the poor maiden you're staying with is beset with horrible delusions of lesbianism! Sweet pigtailed beauty, I worry for your safety. I humbly offer my own abode.” The imbecile then got on one knee, as if he were a knight bowing to royalty.
Ranma would not let this fucking stand. “Well actually …” The swordsman looked up, and found the pigtailed her looking at him with a cutting glare. She quickly took Akane’s, and entwined it in her own, much to her fiancee’s surprise. “One, I like girls !” She stated proudly.
“ And second… ”
Ranma leaned up
And kissed
Akane’s
Cheek.
Both Kuno and Akane struggled to form a coherent sentence as the pigtailed girl looked smugly down on the swordsman. “I’m happily engaged to this girl right here! So SCREW OFF !” Ranma dragged her betrothed into school by the hand, leaving Kuno kneeling in a courtyard, as well as the student body shocked at the declaration.
Nabiki, having watched the spectacle from her betting booth in the corner, walked up to the unresponsive moron.
“Hey Kuno! Totally unrelated question to what happened, but what do you think of my new ringtone?
I kissed a girl and I liked it!
The taste of her cherry chapstick ~
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Somewhere in the Japanese sea, two young adults and a feline found themselves in the cargo bay of a voyaging boat. One of them, a young man bearing a yellow bandana, glared at the other.
“I’m fairly certain we’re on our way to Florida, idiot.” He got a huff of annoyance in response.
“Your direction is Kěpà .” The girl stated.
A tick mark appeared on his forehead. “Oh screw you!”
Shush. Both of you. We’re on the right track towards her.
They both looked towards their third companion, the albino leopard paired with piercing gold eyes. Ryoga considered arguing, but decided against it.
“Fine, as long as I find Ranma.”
“ Shì de ” The violet-haired girl agreed.
Very well then.
As they anxiously waited for the ship to find its destination, all of them had only one person in their mind.
A lost young man, desperate to friend his friend.
I'm coming, buddy!
A mother, heartbroken that her daughter was on her own.
Wait for me, my daughter.
And an amazoness, with passion and determination in her heart.
Wǒ huì zhǎodào nǐ, wǒ de àirén
They tolerated each other for now, but the moment their loved one was in their sights, each knew that all bets were off.
Bring it on.
Notes:
No extra fun facts this time! I just hope yall enjoyed the new chapter.
Like always, let me know what you think, and see you next time!
Chapter 5: Black To The Pink, I Wanna Dance.
Summary:
Akane tries being flirty, Ranma has ADHD, and some side-effects of the Nekoken are revealed...
Notes:
Once again, no notes! except this chapter's a bit shorter due to priorities with school. Sorry yall, I do hope you still enjoy!
Chapter Text
The entire school was abuzz with gossip about the defeat of the Hetero-Horde. Sure, they had gotten their asses kicked every morning, but the appearance of Akane Tendo’s Fiancee had the student body desperate to know more. Ranma, of course, was completely unaware of this. She was currently standing outside her homeroom, ready to be introduced.
She was also panicking a fuck ton.
Ohgodikissedakaneshesgonnahatemenononono
“We have a new student, everyone, allow her to introduce herself.” Ranma did her best to cut off her internal monologue as she made small, quick steps into the classroom. She felt eyes track her movements as she gave a polite bow.
“Hello, I’m Ranma Saotome! Please take care of me.”
The teacher tiredly addressed the class. “Saotome-san has been studying abroad in China, so please make her welcome!” Ranma gave a small wave as she looked at the group of kids before her. She spotted Akane giving her a thumbs up, and the pinkette began to smile. The cattish martial artist sat down next to her betrothed, and did her best to focus. All the while, she was oblivious to the inner thinking of her deskmate.
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YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES!
The bluenette had been beside herself with worry the previous night, terrified that Ranma would never forgive her - which she knew the pinkette had every right not to. However, that small peck on her cheek was a lighthouse in a storm, and Akane was going to follow that light until it led to shore.
The shore in this case was a short, adorable bombshell that she was already engaged to. Most of the work was already done for her! She just needed to balance the flirting without making the poor girl uncomfortable.
The young Tendo forewent the ongoing lesson. To her, finding a way to communicate her feelings trumped anything else. The girl sat deep in thought, repeatedly coming up with ideas and scratching them out.
Maybe try returning the kiss?... No, it was a heat of the moment thing for her, it’d be too much.
I could make lunch for her!
Across all of Nerima, the entire Tendo Family felt a shiver run across their backs. Akane, suddenly feeling like that was not the best idea, began to think again. The martial artist began to run through every time she remembered a blush that decorated the gorgeous girl’s face. A small grin suddenly adorned Akane’s face, unnoticed by Ranma. The pinkette in question was currently fighting for her life to pay attention.
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Ranma was stupid.
This was a fact she had been aware of in her short time in middle school, but the shame she felt at her lack of understanding was new. As much as she tried to focus, it felt like her teacher’s voice released Valium straight into her brain. Maybe it would have been better if she could try the schoolwork, but the instructor had only lectured so far. The short girl sighed lightly as she resigned herself to half-lidded eyes and a foggy brain.
2 classes later, Ranma walked out of the classroom feeling half-dead and frustrated. She had survived borderline arctic winters with no warmth or fire, scaled mountains with her bare hands, but a classroom is what did her in?!
She was almost grateful that her father raised her to endure said environments rather than a schoolhouse. Almost.
Noting the bluenette approaching, Ranma shook herself out of her thoughts and did her best to look somewhat lucid.
“Hey princess, how were classes for you?”
If Ranma wasn’t awake before, the blistering heat she felt on her face sure did. The cursed girl paid no attention to the few students left in the hallway as she failed to speak a coherent response.
“I- um well i… it was, it went-” Her tongue failed her, but the embarrassed pinkette was so focused on trying to form words, she didn’t notice what actually came from her mouth.
A soft, rumbling purr.
Ranma’s eyes widened as she slapped her hands over her mouth. The two stood looking at each other, Akane processing the noise. Slowly, a grin hiding something Ranma couldn’t determine made it’s way onto her fiancee’s face.
“Did you just purr?”
Ranma looked away as she lied through her teeth. “No?”
God dammit mom. Why did I have to inherit something so embarrassing?
Akane looked poignant as she looked up. “Hmm… Oh well, if you say so.” The pinkette relaxed slightly. Good! God forbid her crush found out she was-
“It’d be so nice to have such a pretty kitty with me though.”
Prrrrrrrr…
The universe hated Ranma - there was no other explanation.
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Oh, she’s just fucking perfect.
Akane felt nothing less than a hunger pool in her stomach as she watched the shy kitten in front of her try to hide her purring. That just wouldn’t do. The bluenette giggled lightly to herself, raised a hand close to the girl's chin, and began to scratch softly.
“Good girl!” The purring only grew stronger as the girl melted into her touch. Before she knew it, Akane had to support the pinkette, who now was leaning into her betrothed’s body to have more pets.
The things Akane wanted to do to her kitty. She wanted to see Ranma melt from her touch, just like this. See this adorable stray get collared for the bluenette. To have her bent-
Slow down girl
Akane’s mind cleared for a moment, and she realized Sayuri and Yuka were on the other side of the hall. Yuka sported raised eyebrows and a knowing smile, while Sayuri simply looked flabbergasted. A whine drew her attention back to her fiancee, and the girl’s dilated eyes looked back up to her. The two blue pleading orbs had a clear message: pets!
Akane, fighting a very strong desire to take Ranma home and lay the girl on her lap to cuddle, nudged the pinkette. “Uh, Ranma, would you like to meet some of my friends… Ranma?” The cursed girl in front of her had her eyes glazed over for a moment, before lucidity finally returned.
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Pets… Pets feel so nice…
Why no pets? Want pets!
Huh? What was Ranma doing?
The catlike girl looked around, slowly gaining her bearings. She began to notice her body leaned into her fiancee, and the hand frozen beneath her chin.
Bad person gave pets?!
Ranma yelped as she quickly made a gap of air between her and Akane, and ignored the stab of fear she felt at having been vulnerable around the bluenette.
Akane didn’t deserve that.
Ranma wasn’t sure that was the truth.
Regardless, how could she be so stupid! First that kiss and now the feline? She might as well have said to her dad “Yup, It’s never going to work” and packed her bags, because Akane wouldn’t ever want a weirdo like her!
“Ranma, this is Sayuri and Yuka, do you want to have lunch together?” Akane looked solely at the ground as she spoke. At least the bluenette was nice enough not to look disgusted with the pinkette in public.
“Yes! Totally. Hi, it's nice to meet you both!” Ranma bowed towards both of them.
Sayuri gave a smile and nod, while Yuka giggled. “Oh yes, it’s very nice to meet you too! It’s a shame though, Sayuri and I are going to have a lunch date instead. You two have fun!” Sayuri squinted at Yuka as she was pulled along by her girlfriend, leaving the engaged pair alone once more. Ranma refused to meet the girl’s eyes as she stammered. Why were they leaving, and why was Akane ok with it? Come to think of it, why was Akane even petting her, or calling her princess or…
Oh, it made sense to her now. Ranma pointed a finger back into their homeroom “Um, I think uh, the classroom is empty” and Akane smiled in response.
“Sure!”
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Akane was certain that the sweet girl was going to have an overload of embarrassment at this rate. Finding out her fiancee had a… submissive side was a surprise, but a very welcome one. However, the bluenette knew now wasn’t the time to address it. Sure, her plan had moved up a lot, but now’s as good a time as any. The girl cleared her throat, and the pinkette drew her attention away from the meal.
“So, princ- Ranma . Sorry. I wanted to talk to you about…” How to phrase this?
“Actually, I wanted to say something first.” Akane was a bit surprised, but nodded nonetheless, waiting for the feline-like girl to continue. “About the purring and the nickname…” The bluenette did her best to appear patient, but inside she was ecstatic.
Yes! A thousand times yes I’d love to.
“I didn’t mean to make you feel bad… But um, please don’t pity-flirt with me.”
Huh?
Chapter 6: Interlude: If You Go To War, Then I'm Going With You
Summary:
We get backstory into how Xian Pu and Ranma met, as well as a different reason for why the amazon is on her quest.
Notes:
Hey Yall! Sorry for the lack of useless lesbian rankane TM, but I thought that some background into the motivations/reasoning for the Search Party Trio would be good to add depth. Let me know what you guys think!
Chapter Text
Xian Pu still remembered the first thing she thought when she laid eyes on the strawberry-haired goddess.
Cute.
…
… Why is she harassing a panda?
Upon further inspection, she noticed that the panda was eating her victory feast! She felt grateful to the smaller girl for attempting to pry the furry creature away, but it was in vain. The violette cleared her throat, and the two turned their gaze to her. The girl’s face was incredibly apologetic, while the panda nonchalantly continued to eat. Xian Pu greeted them with a harsh tone.
“Panda, why have you disgraced my victory feast?" Her cutting glare didn’t seem to affect the beast, but the pinkette was quick to apologize in her broken mandarin.
“We sorry! Father is starving, doesn’t know he’s doing wrong.” That black and white nuisance was the girl’s father? Pity flooded her being.
“Cursed springs?” The Amazon asked. The unnamed visitor looked confused for a second as she thought.
“I think yes? He, uh, makes panda… I make girl? Oh! I’m a girl also!” Xian Pu wasn’t new to women who had been misgendered at birth - Jusenkyo was used frequently to correct that mistake. Regardless, seeing the newly identified spring-girl felt she had to apologize through her basic mandarin - it was adorable. The amazon’s gaze softened at the girls explanation. The panda still had to face retribution from his offense, but the girl could be spared.The adorable, flustering, gorgeous girl…
Oh
Wife!
That would be a perfect replacement as her prize for victory. The girl was already so cute , surely she wouldn’t mind being Xian Pu’s woman? A grin decorated the warrior’s face as the beast finally seemed to notice her.
“I will fight your panda-father, if victory is his, you are free to go. If I’m triumphant? He will be executed. You, on the other hand, will join me as my wife. Understood?" The girl gave her a steady gaze, before turning to her father, whispering in his ear. The beast gave a gruff nod as the pinkette faced Xian Pu, a steely gaze on her face.
“Accepted .”
Xian Pu couldn't wait. A ferocious battle awaited her, and the prize? A wonderful, adorable girl to have by her side. It would be the greatest battle of her life! Looking at the girl’s determined expression, a warm smile graced her lips. If her future bride’s determination was anything to go by, she wasn’t the only one who wanted them to be together.
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Ranma was terrified, frankly. Sure, her father was able to meet her head-to-to head on occasion, but a champion of the amazons? That made her nervous. Her broken chinese didn’t allow for much to be gotten across to her, but the message was clear.
Her father was to fight the warrior, they earned their freedom if he won. If not? Genma would be dead, and Ranma would become the girl’s - Xian Pu, she learned from a nearby villager - qīzǐ. She could only assume that meant a slave or servant. Everything hinged on whether or not her excuse of a dad could live up to his boasting beyond abusing the pinkette.
The two opponents stood at opposite ends of the log, Genma looking rightfully nervous, while Xian Pu looked fierce. In the battle just before now, there had been a cold, calculating look in her eyes. That look had now been replaced by a fiery desire to gain victory. A gong was struck, and the two adversaries charged.
Genma was quickly flipped over the girl’s shoulder as he gasped for air, and Ranma felt a cannonball drop into her stomach.
Those who can’t do, teach. Isn’t that right pops?
Ranma gave a depressed sigh as she felt the gaze of the village turn towards her, cheering. She could understand why of course - their fighter had just claimed another triumph. But what the feline girl couldn’t make sense of, was the smile on Xian Pu’s face that put the sun to shame with its brightness.
Ranma felt a small heat rise to her cheeks as she took her gaze off of the violet-haired girl, and instead, her eyes found her father, slowly rising. Against her better nature, the catlike lady shouted in warning. “LOOK OUT! ”
She had called out a moment too late though, failing to prevent her father from delivering a harsh chop to the back of her head. The amazon fell off the wooden log like a rag doll as a gasp rang throughout the village.
In a flash, her father had taken her under her arm and dashed to the exit of the village. Ranma could hear angered shouts from behind her and the stomping of feet. However, the girl couldn’t find it in herself to protest the sudden escape. Maybe her father deserved to be punished - but no matter how gorgeous Xian Pu was, the pinkette simply did not want to be some servant or qīzǐ.
She did hope though, that the girl wouldn’t hold it against her. It would have been nice to have a friend that was so passionate about the arts.
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It had been two weeks since Xian Pu had begun the search for her wife, her conviction held strong. She had seen the girl saddened at her fathers defeat, but Xian Pu would have cheered her up with their wedding! She would have been beautiful (even more so) dressed in a qipao , as the two met at the altar, then she would pick the girl up and take her to their new home and-
Focus. Find wife first, then kisses
The warrior regained her senses as she surveyed the small town’s harbor, vigilantly looking for a flash of strawberry-hued hair.
“ LET GO OF ME !”
Her gaze snapped towards the southernmost harbor, and it was there she spotted her bride being manhandled by that bastard bear! The panda was doing its best to toss her into the water, only for the girl to try swimming back to shore.
“I’m not getting married to a random girl! Does she even know we’re coming?!” At this, Xian Pu’s face contorted in anger. Her father dared to marry her wife away like some object?! Great-grandmother could use another rug, perhaps.
The amazon gripped her chui tightly as she readied herself to rescue her spouse, she shot into the air, ready to pounce!
Only for her to have to twist in the air as a yellow bandana whizzed past her midsection. She swiftly landed on the ground, glancing around as she tried to locate her assailant. She didn’t have to wait long. “Who are you, and why are you following Ranma!” The violet haired girl turned around, only to be faced with an umbrella centimeters from her nose. At the end stood a boy with a sharp grimace, which the amazon matched with her own scowl. The only reason she hadn’t struck him yet was that she now knew her love’s name: Ranma.
She smack the boy’s umbrella away all the same. “Ranma is Xian Pu’s qīzǐ. Why you follow her?” She raised one of her chui at him, ready to fight.
“Well isn’t this interesting?”
Out of the alley strutted a snow-white leopard, and if the violet-haired girl didn’t know any better, she’d say the leopard was examining her.
Xian Pu did know better though - knew that it was a goddess who stood before her. She knelt in front of the predator immediately, only to receive a chuckle.
“ ’m surprised that my daughter found herself hitched already, but she is quite the sweet girl.” Shock flowed through the amazon’s body as she looked up with wide eyes. Ranma’s mother was a deity?!
“Please forgive me great one! I did not realize this boy was your companion .” She got a mirthful smile in response.
“Be at ease, all of us seek my daughter, yes? Let us work together then .” Xian Pu nodded in response. Not only was the beast a goddess, but she was her mother in law! She needed to make a good impression.
The rough voice of the boy with them cut through her thoughts. “Hey! I can only hear half the conversation, what's happening?” The noise grated at her ears, but the woman refused to let her irritation get the best of her.
“Don’t worry, dear. We’ll be helping each other out for a bit.” The annoying man groaned in response.
“We’re joining forces with Ranma’s stalker? Really?” Xian Pu didn’t know the exact words he said, but she knew they weren’t pleasant if they said with the current frown on his face.
“Don’t worry, she’s… Very special to Ranma.” The boy gave one last sigh, before shaking his head.
“Alright, you’re the boss auntie. What now?” At this, the mother turned her gaze towards the ocean, and in that moment, Xian Pu was glad the goddess seemed to like her.
“Genma and Ranma are heading to Japan to honor the bastard’s plan to unite the schools. We find a boat, and find them.”
Because at that moment?
“And then…”
The feline’s eyes were filled with a desire to hunt.
“Genma will pay.”
Chapter 7: Got Her In The Palm Of Your Hand, You're Playing God Now
Summary:
Akane tries to educate herself, Ranma stops a fight, and somehow becomes a bondage model?
Notes:
Hey guys! So, first thigns first, double post, yay! I ended up having a burst of inspiration and wanted to add more to the Rankane drama.
Second, i'd like to place a TW For: Transphobia and gender dysphoria as well as self hatred from our catgirl :(
And THIRDLY (I swear I'm almost done) There's an explanation of what it means to be a trans girl that isn't the most accurate, but I believe it would be something that Akane would understand more and be able to process.
Not every trans perrson's experience is the same. My experience as a trans woman is unique, as is any other person's. My depiction is NOT the end all be all.
Now, without further adue, enjoy!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Akane walked home from school that day feeling numb. So very, very numb.
How did it go so badly?
Akane didn’t know what to say. Pity-flirting? How was she supposed to respond to that?!
“Ranma, no - I-”
The catlike girl cut her off with a resigned sigh. “Akane. It’s nice that you want to make me feel better, but this isn’t going to. Thank you though!” The bluenette would NOT let this girl think that!
The Tendo girl stood up and placed her hands on the feline girl’s shoulders “Ranma! I’m attracted to you, period.” She waited for a response, but the pinkette just looked up at her with a hollow look.
“Please stop.”
“But, Ranma, I like yo-”
“No, you don’t. ” The pinkette shrugged off the hands on her, and stepped away from her fiancee. Akane began to see tears slowly trail down the girl’s cheeks. She reached her hand out, only for the feline girl to jump away, towards the door. Ranma gave her betrothed once last look, giving a sincere but broken look through her tears.
“Because I'm not a real girl… not to you .” Ranma quietly disappeared, dashing out of the classroom, leaving a shaken girl behind. The bluenette began to shake as small hiccups racked their way through her body.
“You dummy…”
Akane was lost as she continued her trek home. The shape-shifting girl was an enigma, sure, but that didn’t mean the bluenette didn’t find her stunning!
“ I only like girls .”
And she couldn’t blame Ranma at all for thinking like that. It was all her fault.
Because she just.
Couldn’t.
Listen.
Akane didn’t realize that she had yelled until she took in a large gasp of breath, and felt some of her self loathing exit her body. Her eyes slowly welled up as she let out a sigh. Why couldn’t she understand Ranma?
“Akane, is everything alright?” The bluenette hadn’t even realized she was near Dr. Tofu’s clinic. God, she was really out of it. She began to put on a polite smile, ready to apologiz- No . Instead, the sigh gave a sigh, and a downcast look.
“I need help.”
Like clockwork, Dr. Tofu gave a gentle smile and opened his door.
….
Well, now she was standing in his office, and she didn’t have a fucking clue what to say. Dr. Tofu patiently waited, ‘betty’ next to him. How should she put this?
“What would you like to talk about, Akane?”
“ THERE”S A GIRL WHO USED TO BE A BOY -” Nope, she’s just going to shout her thoughts? Ok. “Um, do you know anything about that?” The doctor continued to regard her with a gentle smile.
“Yes, I do. Have you heard of the word transgender?” The girl shook her head. “Hm. I see. Well, simply put: A transgender person is someone who’s assigned gender was incorrect.” The bluenette tilted her head in confusion.
“Sex? As in um, doing it ?” She asked. The doctor gave a tiny chuckle as he shook his head.
“No. Let me see if I can think of a way to put it.” Tofu looked up in thought for a moment, and Akane could almost hear the ‘ding!’ of a lightbulb above his head. “Let’s say that there’s a baby girl. The second she’s born, she has a curse placed on her that makes her look like a boy, penis and all.”
Well that’s a little on the nose.
Akane ignored her thoughts as she continued to listen. “Because it happened when she was immediately born, everyone thinks that she’s actually a boy, and raises her as such. The baby grows up thinking she’s a boy because everyone tells her so. Are you following so far?”
The young Tendo gave a nod, intently following the doctor’s explanation. “But eventually, the girl realizes that something feels very wrong, that something felt wrong for a while . She might push down these feelings, but eventually she realizes she’s a girl, just stuck in a boy’s body.” Akane felt her heart drop as the words registered with her.
Ranma was cursed at birth, and Jusenkyo was essentially a cure.
And Akane hurt her over it. It felt like every second since she hurt her fiancee she found out how much more damage she dealt. It ate away at her like a starving rat.
“Is there something you’d like to say, Akane?”
Oh. Right. Dr. Tofu is still here. The bluenette struggled to come up with an explanation. So, she simply told the truth. “There’s a g-girl, like the one you said. When I found out about… that. I hurt her. And she’s so sweet and kind and adorable and I like her so much and I-”
“ Breathe .”
She hadn’t even realized she had begun spiraling. She returned her gaze to the kind doctor, who’s smile was now a bit sad. “You didn’t know some girls could be like that, yes?” Akane gave a meek nod, not sure what to say. “Then tell her that.”
“Huh?”
“Akane… She might not be aware that you didn’t know she was transgender. My advice? Talk to her. Be upfront. That’s the only way you can get anywhere with her.” The hiccups had returned to the bluenette as she began to cry. She leaned into the doctor, who simply gave her slow, comforting pats.
“It’ll be ok.” The sobs only became louder, and for a while, the two just sat there, while the martial artist cried.
…
Akane had finally managed to put herself together, and was emboldened by the doctor’s advice. She now had a new book stored in her bag: Gender and Your Loved Ones , with plans to dive into it that evening. But right now, she had a princess to find. No more trying to side-step her feelings or small flirts, the bluenette was going to march up to the cute kitty that was her fiancee, plant a big smooch on her lips, and tell her that she love-
Liked her.
That she liked her a lot.
Fate must have fucking hated Akane Tendo though, because as she turned the corner to walk past the empty lot, it was there she found the pinkette. The pink-haired girl who was tied up in ribbons (?), laid down on the ground, and a black haired girl on top of the blushing girl.
“-and you’re such a good girl .”
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Ranma, as much as she hated degrading herself like that, knew it was for the best. She wasn’t a real girl like Akane or Nabiki or Kasumi. She was a fucking pervert who got lucky enough to be-
Stop
Mama told that those thoughts were lies. Mama cares about her - Mama wouldn’t lie.
The feline girl let out an exhale as she made calm jumps from rooftop to rooftop, her bloodshot and tear-stained eyes guiding her back to the Tendo Dojo.
“You know this isn’t going to end well, right?” A voice drew Ranma’s gaze down to the empty lot near the dojo, where she found a leotard-clad girl backed into a corner by three others. The trio each had rage clear on their faces.
The one in the middle made another step forward, a hoop in her hand - for some reason. “Shut UP ! You don’t get to walk away from the committee feeling like you’ve won! They just feel bad for you!” She barked. But the black-haired gymnast only snorted.
“Sure, if it helps you sleep at night. Are we doing this, peasants ?” The girl pulled a ribbon from what seemed to be thin air, but Ranma had already seen enough to know where this conversation would lead.
The small fighter landed between the tall dark-haired gymnast with her hands already in a stable fighting position. A red hue began to seep its way into her irises, and long, red nails of ki extended out of her fingers.
“ Toraken. ” The girl declared, and the girls surrounding her had shock across their faces. Ranma however, didn’t care, and continued to speak. “I’m sure you don’t mind evening the odds, do you?” She asked the assailants.
The girls - man, she was hoping to let off some steam - didn’t waste a moment before scattering. Ranma heard one of them throw out “ BITCH! ” before running off. Assholes.
With the possible threat gone, the feline girl let her Ki flow back into her body, irises returning to normal. Now she needed to see how the dark-haired girl was doing!
… I refuse to believe any ribbon can move like that .
Ranma felt her body being pulled backwards as the tall gymnast’s ribbon found itself tied around her in a way that was more suited to a raunchy magazine. The pinkette felt a blush rise to her face as the mysterious girl leaned over her.
“Well aren’t you a sweetie ? Who might you be, doll?”
Dontbegaydontbegaydontbegaydontbegay
“I-I’m Ranma Saotome… Miss .”
Fuck, I failed.
The tied up girl received a haughty laugh in return as Ranma was further pressed into the girl’s body. The feline girl did everything she could not to think about the girl’s breasts currently squashing into her face.
“You may call me Kodachi The Black Rose , darling. Say, would you like to have a meal together tonight?” Whether she realized it or not, her words reminded the short martial artist of the previous night.
“ You’re. Not. A Girl. ”
Ranma let out an embarrassing squeak as she tried to jump away, only for her to stumble onto the ground. Goddam ribbons. The girl stuttered as she tried to explain.
“I uhm, I’m trans, miss… I’m not a real girl I’m very sorry-” She wasn't given time to finish before the now named Kodachi straddled her, causing the pinkette to stop as her blush increased tenfold
“Oh, dolly.” Kodachi began to lean down, lips near Ranma’s own. She stopped, her lips now in a mock pout. “I'm trans, am I not a real girl ?”
No!
“Not at all! You’re so pretty, and um… yes?” A giggle escaped the gymnast’s lips as her hand cupped the side of the pinkette’s cheeks.
“Then you’re a real girl too, dear.”
Her lips approached, so close Ranma could smell the cherry-blossom lipstick coating them.
“And you’re such a good girl .”
They were centimeters away. Ranma didn’t know what to do the girl was so pretty and she was like her and-
“ What the hell are you doing to my girlfriend? ” Both girl’s heads whipped to the side. There stood the heir to the Tendo Dojo.
And her eyes held the wrath of gods.
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“ And I can trust that you two won’t kill each other?”
Her Nephew gave a huff. “Jeez! I promise, Auntie.”
“ Yes! I will be good mother-in-law .” The Amazon bowed. Li Shou couldn’t help but chuckle, the girl was still so formal - she looked forward to when her daughter’s betrothed could relax around her. For now, she simply gave the two a smile and nod.
“ Very well. You two give Ranma a big hug for me, alright? I’ll be joining you soon.” She was given a nod and wave from the pair as they made their trek towards Nerima. The Cat Goddess, on the other hand, had a different destination for now.
The leopard let her shape change, compressing down until she was now a small, stray calico. She gave a small meow as she adjusted to her new form, before starting her own journey.
She couldn’t be with her daughter just yet.
There was a
Nodoka Saotome
to find.
Notes:
SURPRISEEEEEEE TRANS KODACHI
I always loved Kodachi's design but I never really felt like it went anywhere much. I also might be projecting onto her a bit because gymnastics is typically seen as a feminine sport - something I never got to do. So I wanted to use her character as a way to show a transfem experience without Magic Estrogen TM.
Fun fact!: Toraken translates to Tiger Fist, which is another style of attack of martial arts! Sorry for the tease :3 It'll come back later!
Also, I've been thinking about it, but should I add some Ranma/Kodachi to the fic? Let me know your thoughts
Chapter 8: If You’re Still Looking For My Voice
Summary:
What do you know, they actually fucking TALK in this one!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Perhaps Akane was a little rough, grabbing her fiancée by the ribbons and dragging her away from the mysterious girl.
She didn’t fucking care. Her hands grabbed two sections of the ribbon that ensnared Ranma, angrily tearing the decoration off of her. The stranger that touched her what was hers had the audacity to look affronted.
“Excuse you! There’s no reason to be so combative. This darling and I were just having a pleasant chat~” The anger seeping through the bluenette was so, so close to exploding.
But not yet. Not while her princess was still in her arms, still in the radius of that thief’s vicinity. “Regardless,” she started, “we’re both quite busy , so if you don’t mind…” The young Tendo hefted her betrothed up, and quickly began speeding away from the gymnast. From behind her, the bluenette heard another dramatic, haughty laugh.
“Farewell, my dear! I shall be seeing you soon!~”
It took everything Akane had in her not to turn around and outright maul that little shit. It did help, however, to have her small sweetheart in her arms. As the girl walked through the doors to her home, she thought back to her plan - nothing had changed, besides her level of irritation. The bluenette simply needed to be upfront. Almost as if on autopilot, the girl plopped her princess-shaped cargo down on the bed, and joined her.
She stared at the girl straight into her eyes, and stated clearly. “We need to talk.”
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Ranma didn’t know whether to feel guilt or anger at Akane. Yes, she had let a girl flirt with her while she was engaged, and the bluenette was nothing to kind to the cursed girl, not counting one time.
But Kodachi was a girl who was like her . Someone who didn’t doubt her womanhood - the pinkette didn’t know how much she needed that until she was already wrapped up in ribbon. She didn’t need to try to explain herself or justify who she was. Ranma couldn’t tell if it was actual attraction, or just joy at having unconditional acceptance. Don’t get her wrong, Kodachi was gorgeous . But, that was also really the only thing she knew about the girl, along with “Trans, Gymnast.”
And that’s not even getting into what Akane said!
She called me her girlfriend…
The feline girl truly didn’t know what to make of that. She wanted to be the young Tendo's girlfriend, absolutely! But the event’s of just the day prior were still stuck in her head. How much could the girl change in less than twenty-four hours?
Which is why when Ranma felt herself be dropped onto the soft girl’s bed, and was told “We need to talk” she slowly channeled her Ki just below the surface. She didn’t know if Akane could or would get violent again, but she couldn’t afford to dismiss the opportunity. The pinkette took a deep breath, and did her best to sound calm.
“Ok, what do you want to talk about?”
“I like you, Ranma.”
The catlike girl’s body relaxed slightly, someone lying or feeling guilty was much easier to deal with.
“Akane, seriously, you don’t have to-”
“No, shush !” Two hands clamped onto her shoulders.
“ HISSSS! ”
The bluenette jumped back, a frightened look now replaced her frustrated one. Fuck, she let the cat out again! Ranma had an apology prepped in her mouth-
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have put my hands on you like that.”
Oh.
“It’s ok, I shouldn’t have…” The bluenette once again joined the bed, holding her hand up - asking if she could talk. The pinkette trailed off, not sure what to do other than let the girl speak.
“Ranma, I’m going to say some things, and I need you to listen for a moment, is that ok with you?” The feline girl was already starting to nod before the girl continued. “ And you don’t have to say yes. I don’t want you to be okay with it - I want to know if that is something you’re comfy with.” Ranma, instead of giving affirmation, took a second. The distinction wasn’t fully clear, but she felt as if she understood it. She gave a slow nod, and Akane took in a slow breath.
“I think you saw a bit of my usual life at the gates at school today, but that’s not the entire story. Kuno and I actually used to be on good terms. When he asked me out, I trusted him - I thought he could be trusted - and I told him the truth… It didn’t go well, and you saw what the result was” With that, Ranma could sympathize. She thought if anyone would stand by her, it would be her pops. She then found out that her father found other animals that could behave how he thought the starving cats would. Sometimes, she could still feel phantom pains of dog bites in her arms.
Unaware of the girl’s inner thoughts, the bluenette continued her monologue. “I had - have a hard time trusting men now. So when I heard I was being engaged to a random man, and then saw a pretty girl instead, I… I wasn’t thinking straight.” Ranma hid a snort.
Thinking gay more likely-
“Then I saw you transform, and all I could think of was Kuno.”
“I’m so-” Akane held her hand up to stop the pinkette.
“Please, princess.” The feline girl paused, only to nod her head. “But how I acted, what I did - that’s not ok. That will never be ok. And I understand if you don’t want anything to do with me after that. But I need to correct something you said earlier.”
Huh?
Ranma couldn’t think of what she had said that was particularly wrong or incorrect.
“I wasn’t flirting with you out of pity, princess.” Of course, now the girl had to blush at the pet name. Goddammit. Even if it was flirting out of pity, it still made her heart race. “Just because I didn’t understand you at first doesn't mean that I don't find you incredibly pretty.” The blush on the catlike girl’s face only intensified at the praise, and she resisted the desire to start purring.
Akane slowly began to wrap her arms around the girl’s midsection, careful not to startle her. “I don’t know the full extent of your experience, but I promise that I will respect you. I like girls, and you wanna know how I first knew you were a girl?” Ranma gave a shy nod, and the bluenette straddled the girl’s lap.
“Because I think you’re a very pretty kitty, Ranma.” The pinkette could no longer hold herself back, and her purring began to echo throughout the room as she relaxed into the pure bliss that was Akane’s touch.
She was a pretty kitty!
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As much as the bluenette hated it, she pulled her touch away from the pinkette, allowing her to come back to her senses. Akane could only hope that she was able to get past the girl’s self hate. Ranma blinked away her glazed eyes, and she matched the solemn gaze of the young Tendo.
“Akane, I… I can’t forget what happened.” The nerves Akane felt solidified into a heavy weight in her chest. But she didn’t dare interrupt. She owed it to the pinkette. “You were the first person who really made me feel like I could be a girl who likes girls, you made me feel valued… And then you hurt me. Badly.” The bluenette let out a sigh - she knew she had lost her chance the same night she gained it.
“But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to forgive .” And just like that, Akane’s hopes soared. “Maybe, if you want, I wanna try being girlfriends. Because I really like you, Akane. I-if you want to try-” Ranma couldn’t finish her sentence before her lips felt the heaven that was the bluenette’s own. For what seemed like eternity, the two layed there, lips locked together until they had to come up for air. They simply stared into each other’s eyes, before each let out tiny giggles, content laying next to each other.
“ Girl’s like girls like boys do, nothing new!”
“ DAD! NABIKI’S IN THE VENTS AGAIN! ”
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Li Shou transformed into her more humanoid form as she approached the steps to the matron Saotome’s residence, prepared to explain their daughter’s plight. She had no clue what kind of woman resided beyond the oak door in front of her, but no matter what, she had to come here.
Her daughter deserved her biological mother as well, just as Nodoka deserved a chance with her daughter.
The goddess raised her hand to the doorbell, ready to converse-
SHHHHHING!~
She felt a blade press against her throat, and a Ki nothing short of malevolent flared behind her.
“Why have you intruded upon my home, Cat Goddess ?”
Notes:
That was "Girls Like Girls" By Haley Kiyoko! Brought to you by Nabiki FM Radio, giving you gay songs at the best possible moments since 1989!
Chapter 9: You Gained a New Party Member!
Summary:
Xian Pu does a pro-gaymer move, Akane is horny on main, and our resident catgirl gets some validation!
Notes:
Hey yall! Sorry this update took so long. Classes have been, frankly, kicking my ass this past week. My update schedule might be less frequent, but I’ll try to stay to once a week. I hope yall enjoy!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Xian Pu tried to stay with the annoying boy - Ryoga, she corrected herself and for the most part, she was successful! Right until they hit his most dastardly foe.
The Japanese train station.
Someone had bumped into the amazon, and suddenly the sharp-toothed warrior had disappeared from her vision. Admittedly, the worry that struck her wasnt for the swine-esque wanderer, but rather the disappointment her mother in law would feel. They were supposed to stay together!
Fortunately, Xian Pu had come up with a solution: Find Ranma as fast as she could and proudly show her mother in law the happily married couple that was the Amazoness and the adorably shy girl.
After a week of asking around in her improving but still broken japanese, the violet-haired warrior found herself on the roof of the Tendo Dojo. The residence of her quarry (cutie). Xian Pu could imagine it now! Walking through the door as if coming home from a mighty battle, her precious wife rushing to the door as the amazoness scooped her up into her arms. Truly, it would be heaven on earth.
In fact, now that she could see her spouse, that heaven had become so much grander! In her time searching for Ranma, it appears that another had fallen for her wife! Good. As much as she had fantasized about keeping her sweet spouse to herself, it made her happy to know Xian Pu now had a gòngtóng qīzi to give her sweet pinkette all the love she deserved.
Of course!
Instead of barging in and sweeping the shorter girl away, the amazon waited until later that night, before quietly slipped through the window she previously observed the two through. A wonderful surprise for her wife, to wake up being held by both her loves!
Let it be known that Xian Pu wasn’t a champion of the Amazons because of her ability to strategize.
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Ranma had slept better than she had in… ever, actually. Nothing could compare to her girlfriend’s (girlfriend! She had a girlfriend and she was Akane’s girlfriend!) weight pressed against her chest.
…
Wasn’t I the little spoon when we dozed off?
The feline girl blinked her bleary eyes open, beginning to adjust to the daylight, and her eyes slowly focused on the purple blanket draped over herself and her betrothed. It just now occurred to Ranma that she was fairly certain Akane didn’t own a purple blanket. This was a woman. Ok, so apparently Akane had magic women-spawning powers - not usual, but it’s not like Ranma had any leg to stand on! She was a literal cat-girl. The magically created woman let out a cute snore before curling into the pinkette.
“Airen…~”
She felt her blood turn to ice.
Akane couldn’t create lesbians.
This was Xian Pu.
Eyes now wide awake, the young Saotome began to gently wiggle against Akane, attempting to discreetly wake her up. Ranma had no clue as to how the warrior had appeared in her fiancee’s bed, but Xian Pu were to wake, Ranma’s fate would be sealed as a qīzǐ.
…Whatever that meant.
After a few minutes of doing a balancing act of staying still as to not wake the amazon and trying to awaken her girlfriend, she heard a quiet groan come from her love.
“Kitty…”
Yes! Akane would wake up see the intruder, and the two could sneak away! Ranma was a smart kitty a genius! Of course, it was this moment that things did not go as planned. Instead of confused gasps or whispers from the blunette, a husky growl came from her lover’s throat.
“If you wanted some attention, baby, just ask~” The pinkette felt her mind slip away as Akane’s hand began to knead Ranma’s ass. Her Mistress’s Akane’s hand felt like heaven. She had no idea it could feel so goo-
“Mrow!”
Fuck.
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If being married meant waking up to a pretty pet grinding into her everyday, then Akane was fully ready to have her girlfriend take her last name. At first, the bluenette had worried at first that she had pressured her love into their… activities last night. But one needy mewl and a bent-over bottom belonging to Ranma quickly erased that fear. “Oh, both you awake! Perfect!”
Who the FUCK?
The martial artist snapped her eyes open, and found her bed occupied by a third woman. Currently, Akane shut down the patter in her chest while looking at the bombshell, and focused on her surprise.
“What are you DOING IN MY BED?!” And of fucking course, the mystery girl responded with a giggle. Before Akane could unleash her righteous lesbian fury at the tresspasser, a feline growl from behind her diverted her attention.
Ranma, having given up any sort of stealth, now faced the intruder with her fingers tensed into faux-claws. “Get BACK, Xian Pu! I’m not going to be your servant!” It was this indignant cry that finally made the violet-haired girl pause, a confused look now adorning her visage.
Five seconds later, Akane wished she didn’t know chinese.
“Servant? If you’re not into that, it’s not a huge deal, wifey!”
“The FUCK YOU ARE!”
“Excuse me? I’m Xian Pu. You’re Ranma’s wife too, correct?”
Her WIFE? TOO?!
The young Tendo now began to have an inkling as to why this woman had appeared in her bed. The blunette - stealing from her girlfriend, bared her teeth at the amazon.
“Ranma, why is Xian Pu here saying your her wife?”
It took a few seconds for the girl in question to form a response that wasnt either a “HUH?” “I…” or word vomit. When the girl finally spoke, it served as an alarm clock for the entire household.
“THATS WHAT QĪZI MEANS?!”
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Half an hour later, the trio found themselves with the rest of the family. Akane silently thanked her elder sister for translating Xian Pu. Otherwise, blunette couldn’t have concentrated on not throwing punches soon after the chinese girl began to speak.
As much as she was grateful though, Nabiki was clearly enjoying the drama. “Ok!” She stated. “Apparently lil’ miss lesbian over here,” she pointed to the Young Saotome. “Didn’t realize that Xian Pu was basically a U-HAUL lesbian in love… Soooo by Amazon Law, the two are technically married.” Nabiki finished her statement with a happy clap and a giggle, while their father sobbed at the lost union.
Akane was at a loss for words. What was she supposed to do?
Apparently Ranma had the answer.
“Xian Pu! I not… I not true girl. See?” The pinkette grew in height as she splashed herself with her own tea. The young Tendo couldn’t see her girlfriend’s eyes - they were pointed straight down at her feet.
Akane told herself that Ranma’s temporary dysphoria was worth it, if Xian Pu left.
She wasn’t sure if she believed that.
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Ranma, as much as she hated this body, had to set the record straight.
Something must have been lost in translation, otherwise, why would the amazonian champion want her hand?
At the end of the day, Ranma wasn’t a real girl. Not like Kasumi, or Akane.
Or like Xian Pu.
At least it was ov-
“AWWWWWWWWWWWW!”
Huh?
Ranma’s eyes widened in shock as her “qīzǐ” began to smother her face with kisses!
“So pretty! Birth form so beautiful too! A little huàzhuāng and confidence, you be the most gorgeous girl in the village! Good girl!” She couldn’t deny… having someone accept her, Jusenkyo-less, felt so freeing. The pinkette couldn’t help herself as a small purr echoed from her throat, resulting in a laugh from Nabiki, envy from Akane, shock from her father, Soun and Kasumi.
And a look of hunger from Xian Pu. “Oh? Good kitty~”
And Ranma fell into bliss.
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Nabiki took this moment to make the patriarchs fuck off.
“Oh! Daddy, I need your help with all these big business forms. Could you help too, Mr. Saotome?”
“Nabiki, haven’t you been doing my taxes since you were five?”
She gripped both men’s arms and forcefully dragged them away, a fake smile on her face. “Well, I need HELP.”
Akane stood at an impass. On one hand, this stranger had shown up, declared Ranma her wife, and flirted with her without shame! The bluenette was in her rights to wreak goddam havoc…
Yet, she couldn’t ignore the look of pure joy on the feline girl’s face when Xian Pu began to smooch her birth form.
When Akane gave strikes, Xian Pu gave kisses. Really, which one would be better for Ranma?
Said amazon’s voice caught the young Tendo’s attention. “Coming?” Xian Pu questioned - she now carried Ranma in a full bridal carry, the shy girl’s face looking like a tomato. Akane squinted in confusion.
“Huh?” Her response drew a sigh from the champion.
“I thought we were co-wives?”
“Co-wives?” Another sigh. The violet-haired girl raise her eyebrows. Akane could admit this much - the girl gave the best “are you fucking kidding?” look she had ever seen.
“...I don’t know the Japanese word for it. It’s duōjiǎoliàn. You love her, yes?”
Two hours ago, Akane would have hesitated. She didn’t deserve Ranma, she hurt Ranma, they were just an arragened marriag-
“With everything.” Xian Pu gave a tired smile. Giving one last scritch to the now fully catlike girl, she set Ranma down.
“I will be honored to teach you all about duōjiǎoliàn, but for now, simply put…” She kneeled down, looking straight into Akane’s eyes.
“Let us love her together, yes?” A chaste kiss was pressed to the bluenette’s lips. The amazon gave a cheeky smile, before once again picking up her love.
Akane brought her fingers to her lips, the ghost of a kiss still felt.
“Together..”
Xian Pu tasted like grapes.
Red dusting her cheeks, Akane hurried towards her room, where the other two martial artists resided.
No one had known where Kasumi had gone off to in the middle of this. Unlike her littlest sister, she was emotionally intelligent!
Which is exactly why she had left a book upon Akane’s bed.
Polyamory, and All Of You.
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On a street in Musutafu, there was a house. Once, that house held a mother, a father, and a daughter. For over a decade, it simply held a mother and many empty bottles of Sake. For the mother, Sake was a good medicine for loneliness.
Now it held no one.
Outside it’s steps, however, now stood a broken but hopeful woman. Bags still drooped under her eyes, but inside her irises held a fierce determination not to squander the chance she was given.
For a second time, she would place her faith in a deity. Not for faith in the gods, but faith as the mothers of Ranma Saotome.
The feline goddess, draped across the swordswoman’s shoulder gave a questioning mewl. “You know where to go, Saotome-san?”
She nodded. She wasn’t unaware to the situation’s irony. Here stood the betrayed warrior of Tiangou, now in arms with the Cat Goddess herself. “I thought that Soun would have bothered to call had my child showed up, but I suppose not… And please, call me Nodoka.”
“Very well, I have one request in return.” Nodoka resisted the urge to groan.
Deities always had deals.
She forced herself into a polite tone “Yes, goddess?”
In return a felt a small bap as the calico’s paw tapped her face.
“For fuck’s sake, just call me Li!”
Nodoka couldn’t help it. A raucous laugh escaped her throat as she wheezed. Li Shou giggled as she watched the woman regain herself. “F-fair enough.” Despite the solemn situation, she couldn’t help but smile at her fellow mother.
Taking one last look towards the house - a house that could have held so much more beyond a drunk, grief-filled woman - Nodoka locked the door, and began her trek to Nerima.
“Let’s find our daughter, shall we Li?”
Notes:
Fun fact! duōjiǎoliàn Is Chinese for polyamory!
Also uh, I do need yall’s thoughts. Am I packing in too much all at once? I’m concerned that I’m trying to do too much without giving time for natural development of the plot. I’d love to hear what yall think
Chapter 10: Virgin Then A Nymph
Summary:
Nabiki becomes plot relevant, Genma makes a cameo, and Ranma gets ready for her first date!
Notes:
HOOOO boy! Heads up yall: it gets spicy at the veeeery end. Also heads up for genma being a dick for literally one sentence.
Beyond that, enjoy!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Yesterday had completely passed Ranma by like a blur. Not only was the amazon assassin that had chased her was her fiancee, not only had she been kitty-brained nearly the entire day, but she had two girlfriends!
Apparently that was a thing that happened.
Why are you being so selfish? You’re a fucking pervert.
Though her head told her otherwise, Akane and Ranma had read the book placed on the young Tendo’s bed (A.K.A Akane reading the book aloud while Xian Pu cuddled the cattish girl happily). The trio had come to a consensus:
Akane and Ranma would still be together, but both would try going out with the amazon to see if there was a spark. If there was? Yay! They could be all together - the book called it a polycule.
If not?... They would cross that bridge when they got there. The pinkette would never admit it, but she wasn’t particularly concerned with that possibility.
If she hadn’t been attracted to the amazon before, she was now! Xian Pu gave the best scritches!
A blush decorated Ranma’s face throughout the rest of the night, and was still present as she covertly sifted through Akane’s closet, seeking an outfit that would suit her. Their recent addition to the household had suggested that the kitty and the bluenette have their first date, and neither of them were opposed.
Time truly does pass quickly. Yesterday morning she was single, full of dysphoria, and bruised. Now, she had two partners (techincally one girlfriend and one maybe-girlfriend) who were so sweet to her that Ranma might worry about her blood-sugar!
That’s besides the point, though. After meticulously searching through her partner’s closet, her eyes finally caught a red, plaid-patterned dress.
It was perfect
It was also one of the few times the feline girl was glad she didn’t own bras (Genma could still go fuck himself for burning them) considering the dress compressed her bust quite a bit. Regardless, Ranma couldn’t help but giggle happily as she saw herself twirl in the mirror.
If skirt can go spinny:
Skirt WILL go spinny!
The cursed (blessed) girl held her chipper mood all the way to the bedroom door.
Her father towered above her, a vein bulging on the side of his forehead. “BOY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING DRESSED LIKE THAT?!” Was he waiting for her? That means…
Oh god. He heard her giggling.
He would have heard Akane and Xian Pu petting her and calling her a good girl that morning.
“I.. Um…”
Mama, help.
While the Cat Goddess didnt come to her rescue, Ranma didn’t find herself alone. Genma winced in pain as the hand of one Nabiki Tendo dug into the softness of his collarbone. “Mr. Saotome,” she greeted “I’m so happy I could find you! Some nice man showed up looking for you. A Mr. Oozora?” The feline girl recognized the dangerous glint in Nabiki’s eyes.
It was a similar look that she received from her partners.
A predator playing with its prey.
Said prey decided to evict himself from the hallway, and several seconds later, Ranma heard a splash followed by the growl of a panda. She didn’t breath until she knew for certain her father abuser wasn’t coming back.
Nabiki took this moment to destroy the remaining tension. “So… I’ll ask Kasumi to make fried panda tonight!” The joke drew a snort from the feline girl, and she couldn’t help beginning to laugh.
For a while, the two girls simply stood there, chuckling. Ranma felt lighter as she spoke to the brunette. “Thank you” she stated “I uh… Didn’t know what to tell him.”
Nabiki sighed, and placed her hand on the girl’s shoulder. It felt comforting to Ramna unlike that of Akane or Xian Pu. It wasn’t until she was pulled into a hug did she realize what the feeling was. It was something she hadn’t had since Genma abducted her from Li Shou. Something she had missed for two years.
Love from a family
Nabiki, unaware to the girl’s thoughts, spoke casually as she embraced the Young Saotome. “If you wanna dress more like a girl… Just tell him you’re helping me with a photoshoot, ok?” A hand slowly rubbed up and down Ranma’s back “I’ve gotta look out for my little sis now, right?”
The feline girl didn’t realize she was crying until her sobs echoed through the hallway. She felt herself being guided into Nabiki’s room as the stress of the past couple of days leaked out of Ranma through her tears.
It seemed like an eternity until her eyes finally dried, and when she finally looked upwards to face her future sister-in-law, she was gifted a gentle smile. The pinkette felt lighter after her sob session, but even so…
“How did you know I was a girl? I only told Akane.”
“Hon, please. You radiate gender euphoria so much you might as well have Sylveon as your spirit animal.”
“Sylveon?”
“Don’t worry about it, just a little joke.”
“Oh, ok.”
Ranma, frankly, had no clue what to say - as kind as Nabiki had been to her, the feline girl had yet to find an opportunity to get to know her. She was grateful that the brunette decided to break the silence. “So, first date with the first girlfriend, huh?” The question brought a shy smile onto the cursed girl’s face.
“Mhm! We’re um, we’re going to try out doing this whole… thing. Her, me and Xian Pu.” How did the amazon turn from a terror to terrifyingly beautiful so quickly? If she thought about it too long, she could get lost in even the memory of her intense, crimson eyes…
“Im glad, short stuff. Make sure to give my sis a nice time, alright?” Nabiki’s request drew the girl out of her lesbian-induced trance, and Ranma began to flail her arms and stutter in response.
“OF COURSE! Akane deserves the best and I mean evenifimnotgoodenoughilltryimsorr-”
Bonk!
Ranma was cut off, now rubbing a small red dot on her forehead - courtesy of Nabiki’s flick. “Not what I mean’t, dummy.” The older girl took a deep inhale before continuing to speak. “Frankly, you’re the best thing Akane could ever need.”
Huh?
Nabiki went on. “Since she came out… Dad’s stuck his head in the sand - that it’s some sort of passing interest.” As she monolouged, Ranma felt more and more venom seep into her speech “He thought the Hentai Horde was a good thing.” It was official, Genma Saotome was now moving to number 2 on her shit list. She should congralute Soun Tendo for becoming number 1. “Kasumi and I have tried to get him to take his head out of his ass… But he’d sooner start teaching students. Which is why I’m glad she has you.”
The pinkette felt a pat on her head, and she gave an anxious smile in return. “Nabs… I’m the one who’s lucky. Akane tries her best, she cares about me so fiercely. I-i couldn’t ask for anything else.” Perhaps it was cheesy, but it rang true in Ranma’s heart.
“Well in that case… Who am I to not offer my help to my sister in need?” The feline girl’s wrist was yanked upward, and she found herself facing her own reflection, Nabiki at her side with a mascara brush and a smile. “Akane’s not gonna have words when she sees you!”
Ranma couldn’t help but let out another giggle as Nabiki got to work.
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Akane couldn’t help but find the situation ironic as she rang the doorbell to her own house. So what if she wanted to act like she was picking up her girlfriend from somewhere else? Sue her.
The youngest Tendo had spent the morning at the mall, preparing a proper outfit for their date. Instead of anything in her closet (Soun had suggested/placed 90% of the clothing in said closet) she went for what felt right to her.
Ripped black jeans, doc martins, a black crop top, and a spiked leather jacket. So what if she was a tomboy? She felt like a badass.
She also felt incredibly nervous. She knew Ranma held masses of affection for her, but the feline girl had yet to see Akane in an outfit that she liked. Would Ranma like it? Or would she feel like Akane was trying to be the “man” in the situation?
It was too late to change, however. The bluenette heard small taps of an approaching pair of shoes against floor. The door flew open and Akane was certain all of Japan heard her jaw hit the floor.
Ranma had looked cute in her chinese silk. She had looked pretty in the school uniform. Now, she looked beautiful. A red dress that Akane vaguely remembered burying in her closet hugged her girlfriends body in all the right ways. Ranma’s muscular thighs gave way to cute red flats that adorned her. Akane darted her gaze back up to meet her lover, and detected a hint of purple eyeshadow and cherry-colored lipstick.
The work of art she stared at was starstruck as well. “I, Um… Wow, Akane,” The pinkette struggled to form a coherent sentence. “You look… breathtaking.” Ranma’s words spurred the bluenette into action, and she found herself pinning Ranma against the closed door, lips intertwined.
After a few moments, the two came up for air, yet Akane still stood over her love. “My princess… You look so, so beautiful.”
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The princess in question couldn’t take the combination of flirting and the handsome girl so close to her. How could Akane be this handsome?
Like clockwork, she felt her cat begin to bubble to the surface in response.
No! No! I wanna remember this
And her Ki… Subsided? No, something felt different to Ranma still. Her signature ears and tail were gone, but instead, a comfortable weight was now on her neck. Whatever it was, it caught her girlfriend’s attention. “Oh? What’s this?” Ranma heard a jingle as Akane grabbed a part of whatever was around her neck.
“Ran-chan~”
Oh
Oh no.
“What’s on the other side, I wonder?”
The weight.
The jingling
“Property of Akane Tendo, and Xian Pu!”
Her soul made a collar.
A collar saying she belonged to them.
The catlike girl could feel a hunger radiating off of her partner, when suddenly, she was yanked forward. The pinkette gave a yelp as Akane began dragging her away from the house, two fingers nestled between the neck and collar. “Change of plans, princess!~”
“H-huh?! Wh-where are we going?!”
A dark chuckle came from the bluenette. “The pet store! My pet needs a leash now.” Perhaps Akane knew what her words did to Ranma, perhaps she didnt.
It didnt matter, however. Because the end result was two words out of Ranma’s mouth.
“Yes Daddy!”
Akane stumbled a bit, but did not break her stride. Instead, she pulled Ranma towards her, the two now walking side by side. The pinkette held in a whimper as her girlfriend’s hand roughly grabbed her rear.
“Good girl.”
A slap to her ass caused her to moan.
She was a good girl
“Daddy’s”
Another spank, another moan
She was
“Fucking.”
A squeeze, a whimper
She was?
Girl.”
She was Daddy’s Girl!
The pet grinded against her master’s touch, oblivious to the few bystandars looking incredulously at the display. As the pair continued to walk, Akane grinned as she saw the onlookers observe her pet. How Ranma leaned into her touch.
Ranma was hers.
And Akane was her fucking Daddy.
Notes:
Nabiki is going to tear Genma a new one :D
Also, thanks to rubyscarbuncle for the idea of the Ki Collar! Check out her work if you haven’t already. She’s super talented!!!
Chapter 11: Prettier Than The Whole City
Summary:
Ranma finally gets around to telling Akane about her feline heritage!
Notes:
Hey yall! Sorry I took so long. School decided to throw a workload equivalent of an Elden ring boss at me. I’ll try to get back to uploading more consistently!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
After the sapphic duo found a secluded spot to um… reorient themselves, they continued the trek towards their destination. One of Akane’s arms was tightly wrapped around the cursed girl’s waist.
To a passerby, this was nothing out of the ordinary. That shorter girl must have taken a real tumble, her legs were wobbling with every step!
The feline girl’s head was still replaying the experience over and over - whenever she didn’t focus on her girlfriend’s finger still hooked in the Ki-collar. Despite calming down and centering herself, the thing wouldn’t disappear - and neither would Ranma’s embarrassment of not minding that the collar was there to stay.
“Oh Ran-chan?~”
“Mrrrp?”
Ranma was fucked. Again. And Akane’s hungry grin indicated she knew that. “Sorry hon, we just need to make a small pit stop. You don’t mind, no?” Ranma simply nodded, certain that whatever would come out of her mouth would only damn her further. The bluenette gave a small giggle, and Ranma’s eyes widened as she finally took a glance at the shop.
The Devil’s Heart
The display case filled with leather and lace caused her heart to found. She registered her feline appendages coming into existence with a floof as a low hiss emanated from her throat. Ranma liked being good and being Akane’s kitty and all of the stuff that made her head feel fuzzy but popswasgonnafindhershewasgonnagetnofoodkittyisgoingtobestarvedwhatifhesawwhathappenedearlierohgod-
“Princess, I’m here. I’m here.”
Oh, that’s right. This wasn’t pops.
This was ‘Kane
Shit.
Akane had gone out of her way to take her out and this is how Ranma responded? “I’m sorry! I’m all good! Let’s head in, Daddy~” She could be better, she could be a good girlfriend. Right? Right?
The pinkette had a hand on the shop’s door, only for her to be pulled back by her owner. “Ranma, stop.”
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Nice job, Akane! Perfect time to let your brain cells do a disappearing act!
God, what was she thinking? Her girlfriend was borderline kitty-brained at the moment, why would now have been a good time to bring her to a sex shop?
In retrospect, she was pretty sure she hadn’t had a single coherent thought since her eyes saw Ranma in a dress.
That’s not an excuse.
The bluenette pulled her partner further into her embrace, her hand slowly rubbing up and down the girl’s spine. “I’m sorry. You did nothing wrong honey… I just got too excited, okay?”
The feline girl in question wriggled in her embrace for a moment. “It’s ok! Really really I um, I didn’t mind doing that… I just, don’t want him to see…” Him? Akane slowly realized - of course her girlfriend would be worried about her “man amongst men” bullshit her sperm donor spouted.
The punkish girl had an easy solution though. The shop was a last minute detour anyways - the real treat would be perfect for her princess! “Do you wanna try something else, sweetheart?” A rumbling purr and a nod was her response.
Time to make it up to her princess.
Unbeknownst to the pair, a tall, buxom girl sighed from the store’s counter. “Oh well, another customer lost I suppose.”
Said cashier was pulled into the arm’s of a scarlet-haired girl, who donned a sadistic smirk. “Oh, don’t be sad, Akeno~ it just means more playtime for us!”
Suddenly, Akeno was very glad that the shop had soundproofed walls
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Akane thanked kami that her intuition guided her correctly. The pair comfortably sat in dainty ice-cream parlor. The young Tendo had long since forgotten her own sundae, however. Instead, a thousand-watt smile decorate her face as she watched her kitty savour her own dessert. Before long, her feline fiancee gave a satisfied huff before leaning back in her seat.
This girl is too cute!
“So, I take it you enjoyed yourself?” The pinkette gave an enthusiastic nod in response.
“Mhm! I never realized ice cream tasted so good!”
Akane’s brows furrowed in confusion. She must have heard wrong. “You’ve never had ice cream before?” The previous smile on Ranma’s face twisted into an awkward grimace.
“Nah, Pops always said it was too girly. I tried to get a sample once… He ‘punished’ me by trying the Nekoken again.”
CRACK!
The bluenette hadn’t even realized she was gripping the table. She darted her gaze back and forth, before covertly sliding the broken-off corner of the table underneath her seat. She could fix it later - Ranma mattered most. That, and future parenticide on her girlfriend’s behalf. Nervously, she questioned her love “What do you mean punishments?” She expected some sort of nervous shaking from the pinkette, or anger.
She didn’t expect Ranma to start giggling. “Oh! Yeah. Pops ended up finding some technique called the Nekoken. It’s supposed to make to strong but also go a bit crazy.” Akane decided to instead focus on the sole positive of that statement.
“Supposed to?”
“Yep! Bastard starved a bunch of cats and then threw me in a pit with ‘em. Instead of getting turned into a scratching post I uh, got adopted?”
H u h
Perhaps it was rude, but Akane couldn’t help but giggle a bit at the insanity of the story. “S-sorry. You kinda lost me there. Did the cats like, adopt you or something?”
“Uh… promise not to freak out?”
“Wait, did you actually get adopted by cats-” She stopped herself as she realized how much that would explain about her betrothed. The purring, the claws, the ears! “Huh, actually that explains a lot.”
The feline girl made a so-so motion with her hand. “Kind of?” Ranma took in a deep breath once more, before simply sighing. “Here.”
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As Ranma guided her girlfriend outside of the restaurant,Ranma was hesitant to do this in front of anyone. In retrospect though, it seemed like anything to do with her father counted as an exception. The furry little bastard.
“Ranma, what’s going on?” The cursed girl was drawn out of her internal monologue and was greeted by Akane’s confused expression. Oh, right. The pinkette did just silently drag her into an alleyway.
“Sorry. I just… need to show you something. Wait a sec?” The bluenette simply shrugged her shoulders. Ranma, now ready to start her call, laid flat on her back. Despite the time between her last call, she knew how to summon her family - it was ingrained into her soul. The feline girl let her Ki flow outward, encompassing a single message to her kin.
……
Pspspspspspspspssssss
……
Ranma? RANMA!
The pinkette let out an ecstatic cackle as her sister’s body rammed into her side. “Bào-chan! I missed you so much!” Her kin began to meow rapidly - though to Ranma it was a language she was fluent in.
So did I! Where the hell did you go, huh?
“The asshole dragged me here! But uh, it ended up working out.”
To an observer (A.K.A. a very confused Akane) It seemed like a horde of felines had surrounded ranma, led by a singular cat with stark-black fur. A furry, cuddly mass covered the ground while the bluenette wore a shellshocked face. “Ranma?!” Said catgirl was caught up with cuddling her estranged sister. However, the call did get the attention of someone else…
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Akane didn’t notice the (one of many) cats until she heard a foreign voice inside her head.
Ooooo! So you’re one of Ran-chan’s mates, huh?
WHAT the FUCK?!
“Bao-chan! Don’t scare her.”
Just take a deep breath Akane. There’s a totally reasonable explanation for this. “Ranma, why can you summon cats? Why is a cat talking with me in my head? Is my girlfriend a cat?” As more questions poured out of her mouth, Ranma began to stand once again.
As a golden glow began to surround the pinkette, Akane let her voice trail off. “Should I get some… cat toys…?”. The light surrounded her fiancee, forming an ethereal kimono and a familiar pair of feline ears. For lack of a better term - she looked divine.
Ranma spoke with a voice that reverbrated throughout the alley. “I am Ranma Raionraifu, demigoddess, adopted daughter of Li Shou, matron of cats, original ruler of the the world.” It seemed as if the world itself shook at the declaration - Ranma’s words made reality, and the world simply bent to her will.
Then, as quickly as the radiance appeared, It faded away. The demigoddess dropped back onto the ground - when had Ranma started to levivate? The bluenette in question had her jaw unhinged in shock, with a pair of wide eyes to match. Ranma could only hope Akane would be… at least understanding. “And um,” the pinkette continued “I’m also your girlfriend, as long as you want me?”
…
“Pwetty.”
A lesser woman would refuse to admit to fainting because your divine girlfriend was too pretty to handle.
Akane was not a lesser woman.
Hey, uh, Ran-chan? I think you broke her.
Notes:
Ranma: Does anything
Genma: HOW DARE YOU! Welp, time for the cat pit again!
Ranma: oh, sweet. Another family reunion!
PS: This cameo was brought to you by: High School DxD!
Chapter 12: Interlude: Lesbiabs Versus The World, Cat MILFS Edition!
Summary:
Li Shou and Nodoka talk, and we check in on a certain wanderer!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
As Nodoka walked through town with a divine cat on her shoulders, she couldn’t escape the guilt gnawing away at her stomach. For the nth time that morning, the swordswoman lamented her idiocy. What kind of mother tries to shish-kebab her child’s adopted matron? “Li, I am so sorry-”
“Seriously, Nodoka-san, don’t worry about it. Look on the bright side! Two mothers for our girl, eh?”
“R-right…” Truth be told, Nodoka was still adjusting to the idea that the boy, taken by her father at such a young age, was in fact her daughter. For over a decade she had sat in that lonesome home, fantasizing a life where she didn’t listen to Genma and that Damned Dog . Nodoka had thought of her son’s first dance, his first girlfriend - all those dreams now gone. But it wasn’t her right to lament those daydreams. She allowed Genma to shove her daughter into a box, and Ranma suffered for it.
A decade of alcohol and solitude was far too kind to Nodoka.
BAP!
“Hey, No-chan. Stop that!” the pat of a tail smacked the side of her head, and the swordswoman found her vision partially obscured by a furry tail.
“Yes, Li?” She questioned.
“Stop beating yourself up, you’re thinking so hard I can practically feel it.” Nodoka tilted her head down in shame, her lips pursed in frustration. She couldn’t even keep her own drama from her new friend, from Ranma’s better mother. “Ok, fine!”
Nodoka felt the ground before she registered that the Goddess was now in humanoid form - and straddling her. Her chin was tilted upwards, and the mother found herself looking into a pair of majestic slitted eyes. “It doesn’t matter what you did, or what you didn’t do! Do you think I would have come for you if I didn’t think you were a good person?”
The kind words fell on deaf ears. “Being a good person doesn’t make me a good mother. I let Genma and that Mutt convince me it would be best to stay out of his life. What mother lets their child go like that ?!”
“A mother who got deceived. A mother who tried her goddam best !” The feline deity squirmed her hands between Nodoka’s back and the ground, squeezing her with a hug. “You don’t get to be sorry. Not when Ranma loves you so goddamn much!” The goddess, stopping herself from continuing her tirade, levitated the two mothers off the rough ground. A confused, yet now hopeful Nodoka stared deeply into the woman’s eyes.
“She remembers me?” Li’s hand slipped into hers.
“Let me show you.”
Nodoka suddenly felt blanketed by a field of warmth, and her vision went dark.
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She was running through the forest, claws flexed out as her daughters began to catch up.
A teenage girl with hair the color of midnight rushed past her youngest. “Come on Ran-chan! I thought you wanted to learn the Pansaken, not how to take naps!” Several meters behind her, Ranma gave a frustrated growl.
“Screw you! I’m trying my best!”
“Oh really? Well-” Bao stopped her goading, having received a stern glare from her mother. The goddess sighed as she came to a halt. The ravenette and newly adopted daughter slowed down similarly, finding themselves in the middle of a lush forest.
Li, or was it Nodoka? spoke calmly “Bao, why don’t you take a quick lap, make sure the bastard will stay lost for a bit.” The gothic teen nodded in understanding, before disappearing in a blur.
Now, she just needed to broach the issue with her other daughter. Ranma was simply fidgeting in place. It was clear the girl was a combination of nerves and frustration. She gave a sigh, and patted the ground next to her. Like clockwork, her child sat down next to her, leaning her head into the mother’s lap.
“What’s on your mind, kit?” Her daughter froze, before curling in tighter to her mother.
“Do you think she would still love me?”
“Nodoka?”
“I’m… “Not a man amongst men”, are I now?”
The mother softly ran her fingers through her daughter's hair, a gentle smile now on her face. “Sweetie, would you care if Bao-chan was a guy?” Her daughter’s face contorted in confusion.
“Of course not!”
“That’s exactly why I know Nodoka loves you. It’s how I know she’ll always love you.” She held her daughter close to her chest as she continued. “There is no love stronger than that of family.”
The feline girl’s frame began to tremble as Nodoka Li felt tears stain her kimono. “Then why doesn't HE -”
“If Genma doesn't love you, he doesn’t deserve to be your family… A Family protects its members, loves them unconditionally…” Her embrace tightened around Ranma “That’s why you’re my daughter, and that’s how I know your birth mother will always love you.”
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Nodoka didn’t realize she was crying until the memory had faded. Tears had formed a silent river down her cheeks. Or maybe she was vocal, simply too entranced in the memory. As she regained her lucidity, she couldn’t help but wail .
My baby, oh my sweet baby girl.
Your ‘Ma will be there soon.
The swordswoman registered being pulled into a hug, yet didn’t acknowledge the goddess’s embrace. Her mind was elsewhere. It was focused on everything that could have been. Movie nights, summer breaks spent together, arguments that would end in hugs, Ranma bringing home her crush to get Nodoka’s approval.
All of it was gone. She had a decade and a half to decide no, she wasn’t going to abandon her child and she wasted it .
“It’s not gone.”
The tear-stained woman looked up into feline eyes, and was met with a kind, yet tired smile. “Ranma needs us. Both of us.”
“She- I don’t… I failed her!”
“Then let yourself try to fix it!”
“I don’t deserve to be her mother!”
“ THAT'S NOT UP TO YOU! ”
The goddess had run out of patience with the woman’s self depreciation. “Do you want to be her mother? Not do you deserve to be , do you want to be?” The stunned woman nodded. “Then let your daughter decide what she deserves. Shouldn’t she get the right to decide that?”
It was at this, that the self-loathing inside Nodoka hit a roadblock.
…
Maybe
Maybe
Maybe she could never be the mother Ranma should have had. She couldn’t replace a decade of abuse with that of a loving mother.
But maybe she could try.
It took much, much longer to compose herself than Nodoka would care to admit. Once she did, however, she immediately pulled her fellow mother into a hug herself.
“Thank you, Li-chan. For everything.”
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“Thank you, Li-chan. For everything.”
“Oh! Uh, Y-yes, of course!”
The flustered goddess did her best to be polite, and not focus on the faceful of MILF TITTY™ she found herself receiving.
Both fortunately and unfortunately, the feline deity found herself pulled away from the embrace, and was met with the concerned eyes of Nodoka “My, Li-chan, you feel a bit warm, are you alright?”
The goddess found herself doing the mental equivalent of a keyboard smash, struggling to find words. “I- well uh, doyoulistentogirlinred I MEAN-” Her word vomit was interrupted however, as she felt a ping of magic very familiar to Li.
It was the clan’s summoning technique!
The Pspspspspspspspssssss
Li Shou could have heard the call anywhere in the world. She silently thanked the Celestial Realm (Both for her daughter’s location, and the excuse to stop talking) before taking Nodoka’s hands in her own.
“Li? What’s wrong?”
Nothing was wrong. Not one bit. As the goddess dragged the two through the town at breakneck speed, she looked at her fellow mother with a tear stained, excited smile.
“ I know where to find her!”
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Ukyo was starting to get her hopes up when a girl walked into the restaurant door merely a minute after opening. Perhaps word of Ucchan’s was starting to spread? A smile graced her face as she thought of how Konatsu would react to the hopeful start. For her, Ukyo would watch as many dumb rom-coms as Nat-chan wanted if it got her to smile.
That smile was quicked replaced, however, when the fanged girl held up a child’s drawing and demanded a single thing.
“Do you know where Ranma Saotome is?”
…
RANMA?!
Notes:
"Do you listen to girl in red?" - is a euphenism for liking women :3
Chapter 13: Pspspspers, Unite!
Summary:
Ranma, Xian Pu, and Akane talk.
For a while…
Notes:
HIIIII!
Sooo, I’m NOT Dead! Yay!
Ok, In actuality, school kept kicking my ass all the way to the finals, but I’m so glad to be back! I know it’s a bit of a shorter chapter, but I’ll be working to consistently putting out chapters in the future.
So sorry for the wait y’all!
TW: This one’s a bit spicy
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
….I recognize this ceiling.
Akane felt a comforting weight curled into her side. Tilting her gaze downwards, she saw her Ran-chan curled into her side, small purrs resonating from her mass. The bluenette sighed comfortably as she snuggled closer into her catlike paramour.
Catlike, hm?
Oh. FUCK.
Right. Her girlfriend was a demigod. Demigods were an actual thing now. The image of Ranma floating ethereally, surrounded by a herd of felines was a scene unlike any other. As much as sheer logic demanded Akane try to explain away the event, it was a lost cause.
Instead of staying in denial, a battalion of questions flowed through her mind.
How did Ranma become a demigod?
Why can she summon cats?
Are all gods real?!
She was drawn out of her thoughts by an amazon girl opening her bedroom door, “Qīnàide, are you alright?” Xian Pu asked. The bluenette stuttered, not sure what to say. A moment passed before Xian Pu’s eyes widened a bit, both in understanding and excitement. “You see her divine side?! What was like? Did have cat ear-
“I'm sorry, YOU KNEW?!” The warrior only tilted her head in confusion.
“Yes, did you not meet your mother in law? She is quite kind!” Xian Pu continued to ramble, but the bluenette had turned her attention towards their shared lover, who made soft mews as she opened her eyes.
“Kane?... OH! KANE! Are you okay? I’m sorry I shouldn’t have sprang that on you so fast! Do you want space imsorryicompletelyunderstan-
She was cut off by a firm grip on her jaw, her mouth now held in Akane’s firm hand. “Princess,” she started, “you’re absolutely fine, okay? I’m okay… understand?” A slurred sound came out from the feline girl, and Akane’s brain decided that was the moment to remember the bluenette had Ranma’s mouth in her hand, and she quickly released her girlfriend with an embarrassed squeak. Her eyes didn’t fail to notice the discreet grinding of the pinkette’s thighs.
Good.
Xian Pu - no longer standing off to the side with a devious grin decorating her face - joined the two disaster lesbians cuddling on the bed. “Is good girl and qīzǐ feeling okay now?” Akane nodded sheepishly, while Ranma buried her face in the amazon’s shoulder in embarrassment, letting out a small “Mhm…” in confirmation. The chinese warrior delivered a small pat to the cursed girl’s head, comfortably snuggling into her paramours.
Akane… She truly hated to interrupt the happy moment, but her curiosity refused to leave her alone. “Hon… Is now an ok time to ask why you can summon cats?” The bluenette winced as she felt Ranma stiffen in her arms, but frankly - there wasn’t an easy way to broach the topic.
The girl in question peeked up from her other partner’s shoulder, eyes darting around the room in anxiety. “Well… Um… Ok um….. Oh, Ooooh~” As quickly as it came, the anxiety left and was replaced by a steady purr. Akane peered her gaze over her view of the pinkette’s head, and a blush formed on her face once again at the sight she found.
The reason why Ranma was currently putty in her arms was the work of Xian Pu, whose fingers were currently scratching the girl’s skin just above her rear. The young Tendo couldn’t help but stare as her kitty subconsciously wiggled her behind almost hypnotically. If the hungry gaze of Xian Pu had indicated anything, the girl felt the same way. After a few moments of watching the impromptu display, the amazoness pulled her hand away, letting their girlfriend open her dazed eyes. “Good girl worry too much, scritches make feel better.” The half-awake martial artist simply hummed in agreement.
“Mkay… Thank you Mommy…”
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Clearly Ranma wasn’t fully aware of what she was saying, because if she was, Xian Pu would already have her undressed and in her Mommy’s lap. The amazoness forced herself to take a deep breath as she relaxed into the bed.
“... You okay, Shampers?”
The purple-haired girl turned her gaze towards Akane, and tilted her head in confusion. “Shampers?” She got an awkward smile in response.
“Just um… A little nickname I thought up, since Xian Pu kind of sounds like Shampoo - It’s a bit silly, I know.” And just like that, Xian Pu felt happiness swell up inside her, and she responded the best way she knew how - pressing her lips onto the fellow martial artist. She pulled away from the now shocked Akane, and could resist from letting out a small, giddy chuckle.
“Shampers love it!” Her response snapped the bluenette from her daze, and was returned with a happy nuzzle. The two sat there content, complete with Ranma purring unconsciously while draped over them. “... Shampers didn’t imagine Good Girl calling her ‘Mommy’, right?”
“You know she called me Daddy earlier as well?”
“Really?!”
“It was adorable!”
“Hmm… If we Daddy and Mommy, what is good girl?”
….
“How about our pet babygirl? I think the kitty would like that.”
Xian Pu let out a small chuckle, only to press herself towards the bluenette
Chu!~
A blush began to slowly cover Akane’s cheeks, as her hand drifted up to the side of her face where Shampoo left the tiniest lipstick-outline of her lips. Finally registering the small kiss the Amazon left, she let out a small yelp, jumping away.
”I, Um, I…. Wow.” Xian Pu let out a snort, putting a hand over her mouth to muffle her laugh.
”Wow?” She asked teasingly.
”Well…. Yeah, Ok! Wow! It’s not every day that a gorgeous girl kisses you!” The muffled laugh coming from her violet-haired partner released into a full-on cackle, only serving to embarrass Akane further. “It’s not funny!” It was at this, that Xian Put finally stood up, in the blink of an eye the violet-haired girl was cupping Akane’s cheeks in her hands.
”You right, it’s adorable. Now get your adorable pígu to bed, yes?” A meek nod was given to Xian Pu. “Good girl.”
Mew
At the feline sound, both girls turned their heads back to their bed, finding their paramour watching them intently. “Oh, um, you heard that?” Akane’s previous embarrassed visage morphed easily into a confident nature.
”Awww, was the kitty pretending to sleep? Naughty girl!” The bluenette’s hands found Ranma’s waist, gripping the girl tightly. Meanwhile, Xian Pu pressed herself against the feline girl from behind, her own grip landing on the pinkette’s thighs.
”No worry. Good girl can be trained, yes?” She asked Akane.
”Definitely! The only question is: Is she gonna behave, Hm?” Both girls turned their gazes downwards, where the young Saotome only had one thing to say.
Meep.
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Later that day, Nabiki paused as she walked passed her younger sisters door. She listened in for a moment….
Meow!
Awww, Good kitty!
Such a good girl!
Absentmindedly, she continued to walk past, continuing her day.
”Guess those two found a cat to play with. Wonder where Ranma is, though.”
Notes:
Hi! So, as a (maybe) gift, it’s up to YOU guys if you want smut next chapter! I might post a smaller one as a spin off, but if you want a good few K works, just let me know.
Thank you guys so much for waiting so long, it means a lot that you’re still here reading this.
Until next time!
Sincerely,
Neko
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