Nekoken Is Out Of The Bag!
By Lord Archive
Author's pre-note:
This is a Lemon. There are sex scenes in this even though it has a
plot. It is also has a couple dark scenes, but isn't really dark, just
serious.
This story takes place after Manga volume 38.
Legal babble: Ranma 1/2 and all characters in this story are
copyrighted by Rumiko Takahashi, Viz Video, ect... and is used without
consent. I am only borrowing them. I will return them... eventually.
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Chapter 12 - Demonic Influences
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-Monday
Ranma rubbed his forehead. Between hunting for Happosai and pleasuring
Akane for hours he was extremely tired and stressed out. He was a
little thankful about going to school since it allowed him to rest.
<Where did the old lech go? Akane couldn't have hit him that far with
the punch she threw. When I find him, he is dead!> Ranma thought
bitterly.
<Akane is less horny now, but I don't know how much longer I can keep
up with her.> Ranma flinched. <Keeping up is definitely the problem.
The old fart is going to die slowly for what he's done.>
Ranma leaned back into his chair. <At least Nekoken seems to be
getting under control. I can look at picture of a c-cat and not be too
afraid.>
"Ah, S-Saotome, can I talk to you?" Gosunkugi asked nervously.
"What do you want?" Ranma asked in mild disgust.
"Um, Kuno's gone mad."
"What was your first clue?"
"No. I mean Kuno went over the edge. He found some ancient scroll that
is supposed to summon a demon!"
Ranma raised his eyebrow. "How would you know that?"
"He wanted me to cast the spell. Like I know anything about magic,"
Gosunkugi answered. <If I did then my voodoo dolls would've worked,
and Akane would be mine.> He mentally slapped himself. <It's over.
Akane loves him. Happosai's video proved that quite well. And what a
great video that was too.>
Ranma thought for a second, and then asked, "Why are ya drooling?"
Gosunkugi quickly wiped his face. "Huh? I wasn't d-drooling. Ah,
anyway, I just thought you should know what he was planning. He might
even try to cast it himself." He then ran off.
"Even if he could summon it, it's not like I couldn't handle it,"
Ranma said smugly. <Great. Something more to give me a headache over.
I'll go see if I can get Nabiki keep an eye on the over-inflated
samurai. Hope she doesn't want too much money for it.>
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"Now, Old Ghoul, why do you want to train me now? I still haven't
found the ol' lech," Ranma asked, while he was suspended from some
trees in a park.
"Happosai is currently in hiding. We won't be able to find him until
he is ready to be found. So you might as well train while we wait,"
Cologne answered.
"All right. Let's do it." Ranma prepared himself....
Cologne released a boulder, letting it slam into the young martial
artist. She didn't bother to inform of how he should do the move, he
had seen it often enough.
"Again," Ranma called.
This repeated three more times. On the fourth try, Ranma attempted
the move and wrote 'shi' on the boulder by poking holes into it.
Cologne looked at the kanji. "Do you want to kill the boulder or
Happosai?"
"Happosai."
The elder Amazon smacked Ranma on the head. "Keep your mind on
learning the technique. You can think about maiming Happy later."
Ranma readied himself. He watched as the boulder screamed towards him.
"Bakusai Tenketsu!" The boulder then exploded in itty bits. Ranma,
however, was in a good deal of pain as the shrapnel of the boulder bit
into him.
"Hmm. Sometimes you are just too good. You learned the move before
your endurance built up high enough- and here I thought Akane had
helped you with that. Oh, well. Now, Ranma, I will set up another
boulder. Do not blow it up. You need to be hit by it about a hundred
times."
Ranma just groaned, hanging limply in the air.
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Ranma walked home, looking like every bone in his body had been
broken. He hurt all over. The fact that a bus could hit him now and he
wouldn't feel it did little to soothe the pain from the repeated blows
from a boulder.
"Oh, my dearest Ranma-sama?! What has befallen you? Has that wretched
Tendo girl hurt you again?"
Ranma shuddered uncontrollably hearing Kodachi's voice.
"Nah. Just training in a bizarre technique. I've gotta...."
Kodachi leapt in front of Ranma brandishing a video tape. "Oh. You
don't have to lie to me. I know the wench left you for the pig-tailed
girl."
"What are you talkin' about?" Ranma asked, a bit startled.
"Why, this video, of course! It must sadden you that Akane chose
another girl over you. Let me comfort you."
Ranma dodged Kodachi's hug by jumping back. "What's on that video?" he
asked suspiciously.
"Why, Akane and the pig-tailed girl spending hours making mad
passionate love!" Kodachi grinned evilly.
"Who gave you that?" Ranma asked coldly.
"That perverted panty thief."
"He is sooooo dead. When I get my hands on him, I'll rip him into
little bits." Ranma grabbed the video from Kodachi's hands. "Forget
you ever saw this."
Kodachi stared dumbfounded as Ranma leapt away. "But Ranma-sama, what
about what those wretched girls have done to you?" she asked,
completely lost on his reaction. "Those terrible girls must have
corrupted his mind with their perverted ways. I must free him!" She
began to laugh her insane laugh, but then stopped cold. "Dear God! I'm
starting to sound like my brother."
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-Tuesday Morning.
Ranma and Akane walked cautiously onto the school grounds. Knowing
that Kodachi had gotten a tape of them making love girl to girl made
them very nervous about how many people who knew the tape existed and
what was on it. And worse, they were afraid of how many of them
actually had a tape.
"Saotome, you fiend! You have driven the virtuous Tendo Akane and the
pig-tailed girl to each other's arms because of your evil! I, the Blue
Thunder of Furinkan High, SHALL SMITE YOU! ATATATATATATATATATATATAT!"
Ranma groaned. <If anyone didn't know it before, they do now.> He
then got a devious idea, and stood there as Kuno charged with his
bokken.
Akane fumed at Kuno's rant, but was surprised that Ranma was just
standing there.
Kuno's attack connected with Ranma, sending him through the school
wall fence. The bokken, however, had shattered from impacting
pig-tailed martial artist.
Kuno's triumphant grin was short-lived as Ranma stood up, dusted
himself off, and said, "Is that the best you can do? I didn't even
feel it."
"You dare mock me?!" Kuno shouted in outrage.
"I don't have to. You do a good job of that by yourself," Ranma
quipped. He was quite thankful that Kuno was allowing him to work off
some of his anger.
"Die, foul sorcerer!!" Kuno shouted, but without a bokken he was easy
prey as Ranma kicked him in the gut and face in a single motion. The
kendoist fell back from the blow. "I shall never be defeated. I shall
see you pay for turning my loves into lesbians!"
"Oh, Kuno-sempai," Akane said with the warmth of a grave in the middle
of Siberia during winter. When he turned to look at her, she
shouted, "EAT SHIT AND DIIIEEEE!!!!!"
"I think he may have achieved upper Earth orbit from that hit,"
Hiroshi commented.
"How long before you think he'll be back?" Daisuke asked.
"In time for to give us some entertainment at lunch."
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Gym, Ranma's and Akane's favorite class. Today, however, they really
wished they didn't have that class.
The locker room was rather uncomfortable for Ranma as he was drilled
by various questions about his sexual relationship with Akane. He
refused to answer under penalty of death, his own at Akane's hands.
Akane, however, was beyond the point of being uncomfortable. She
ignored the graffiti she found on her locker, and changed in absolute
silence. She pointedly looked away from everyone else, not so much to
prevent them from thinking she might find them attractive, as to avoid
their accusing glares. She refused to listen to gossip which was all
about her.
Akane realized the fact she could single handily kick the ass of every
girl in the locker room at the same time was the only thing that
prevented them from doing worse than defacing her locker.
Akane had no idea of how to explain having sex with Ranma when he was
girl that they would accept. She was a pervert in their eyes, and
nothing would ever change that now.
It saddened Akane, but she understood why Sayuri and Yuka had
distanced themselves from her. That if they showed support for her
right now, they might be seen as being perverted too. It still hurt
that she was alone against this. Ranma would not get any ridicule for
this, but she suspected the graffiti on her locker was only the
beginning for her.
Akane was sort of thankful Nabiki had promised to defuse the
situation, but the threat of the sparing session was no longer in
effect. Her sister now had free rein to tell everyone about her sex
life. Akane hoped the price was worth it and the next time she went to
gym, they wouldn't treat her like a traitor.
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Shampoo rode her bike back from a delivery. She was both sad and
angry. <'Brother' Ranma is the love of my life, and he'd rather marry
a perverted, violent maniac than me. Of course, the perverted part
might've helped that kitchen destroyer to win. I wouldn't be able to
make love to Ranma if he's ever stuck as a girl, but pervert girl
will.>
Shampoo's thoughts were cut short by the appearance of an ugly old man
that was perched on her bike's handlebars. "Hello, Shampoo-chan,"
Happosai grinned.
"What lech want?" Shampoo demanded with a scowl.
"Perhaps you'd be interested in a little tape I've got."
Shampoo's scowl deepened. "Shampoo no want to watch perverts
screwing each other."
"Oh? And do you know WHO is on this tape?" Happosai asked, a little
surprised.
"Shampoo know. Kitchen destroyer and EX-husband, or should say
ex-wife, on tape."
Happosai was rather surprised at this. "Well, if you're not interested
then I'll...."
"Going somewhere, Happy?" Cologne interrupted him with an arctic
voice.
"Li'l Cologne, ah, perhaps you'd be interested in a certain tape?"
Happosai asked nervously.
"No, I already have a couple copies. They are... quite interesting.
Now, Happosai, you do realize what you've done is unforgivable."
Happosai looked like he could care less. "Heh. I've heard that
before."
"True, but this time being run off Jokensuku land will not be enough."
"Oh? And just what do you think you can do to me? I have always proven
to be stronger than you."
"Me nothing. A cat, however, will do the job quite nicely," Cologne
said with a malevolent grin.
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Ranma and Akane walked home in an uncomfortable silence. Akane was
furious over how she had been treated that day, and Ranma didn't want
to become the focus of that anger.
They stopped when they saw Shampoo, Cologne and Happosai a little ways
down the block.
"Akane, go home to our room with some water," Ranma commanded.
"Why? I want to kill that lech, too, you know," Akane said angrily.
"'Cause Shampoo is there. So there's a good chance I'll go c-cat.
Unless you want me to try to have sex with you in the middle of the
street, go home."
Akane scowled at Ranma, but couldn't refute what he said. While she
wanted to mutilate Happosai, the risk was a bit too high that Ranma
would go cat and might shred her clothes in public. She dashed
home without a single word, but a VERY angry scowl.
Ranma ran towards Happosai, and heard Cologne say, "Me nothing. A cat,
however, will do the job quite nicely."
Ranma watched in shock as Cologne pulled out a bucket from nowhere and
splashed Shampoo. Having always been a little afraid of Shampoo only
helped trigger Neko-ken, and this moment was no exception. "C-C-C-C...
RRReeOOOWWW!!!" Ranma hissed.
Happosai looked at the boy-turned-cat, and became afraid as neko-Ranma
licked his chops.
"It's been nice knowing you, Happy," Cologne said, watching the 'cat'
play with his 'prey.' The 'mouse' tried to escape from being hunted,
but the 'cat' proved to be faster.
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Akane waited for Ranma to return. She HATED to wait, especially when
Ranma was out fighting kami-sama knows what. He could get hurt
fighting Happosai, and she was doing nothing but waiting for him to
come home like a good little wife would. She punched the wall. Next
time, she would NOT be the one left behind. She'd never forgive
herself if Ranma was hurt and she had done nothing to stop it.
Ranma hopped in through her window, causing her to sigh in relief. He
then meowed sadly at her. She poured a bucket of water onto him.
Onna-Ranma blinked a couple times, then stood up. The sight of some
blood on her hands were NOT a welcomed sight.
"Ranma, are you okay?" Akane asked.
"I'm not sure." Ranma left the room and went to the upstairs bathroom
to wash her hands. Several minutes later otoko-Ranma returned to his
room just as Cologne entered through the window.
"Hello, Ranma, Akane. I have your cures," Cologne said holding a
couple scrolls.
"How is the old freak? Is he...?" Ranma asked.
"He lives, barely. I have imprisoned him using Amazon magic. It will
be a long time before he'll bother anyone again."
Ranma let out a long breath, hoping Cologne had told him the truth.
He took the scrolls from the matriarch. "Um, thanks for your help."
Cologne nodded, and left.
Ranma looked over the scrolls. "Okay, here's my cure. Hmm... I'll need
your help with this Akane. I won't be able to touch some of these
points too well."
Akane noticed where the locations were and nodded. She then locked the
door, while Ranma shut the window and pulled down the window shade.
Ranma then pulled down his pants and lay down on his and Akane's bed.
Akane walked over and studied the pressure point chart. Ranma
carefully corrected Akane's finger positions. She then pressed into
Ranma and was disappointed that nothing seemed to happen.
"That should've worked," Akane said.
"Why don't you try to stimulate it?" Ranma asked with a grin.
Akane's disappointment quickly vanished as she handled Ranma's
manhood. It quickly hardened under her touch. They didn't cure Akane
of the lust pressure point until much later that night.
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Akane built up her determination and walked into the Ucchan's. She was
greeted by Ukyou's cold stare. "What do you want?"
"I thought I'd try again to patch things up between us," Akane said
with some nervousness.
"Do you really think that's possible? You're screwing the man I love!
Even when he's a girl! If Ranma had chosen me, can you honestly say
you would still be friends with me?" Ukyou snarled angrily.
The sole customer was rather enjoying this 'conversation.'
Akane looked down. "I hope I would, but I don't know. I know I would
at least try." <After beating Ranma into a pulp.>
"Do you have ANY idea how much it hurts me thinking of Ranma knowing
he's sleeping in your bed?"
"Well, I do have some idea. I was in love with Dr. Tofu for a long
time and he was in love with Kasumi. Having him help me with my
injuries and hoping he would fall in love with me only to have those
hopes destroyed with my own sister saying, 'hello.' He'd then act like
an insane, giddy little school boy who couldn't even think straight."
"Oh? And how did you recover when you realized you lost?"
"Um, I, ah, guess I sort of had fallen in love with Ranma by then."
"How convenient for you," Ukyou said darkly.
"It helped, but the real cure was time."
"Oh, yes. Time. It took me ten years to find Ranma, how long do you
think it'll be before I'm 'over' Ranma? Hmm?"
Akane sighed. "Months, maybe years."
"If then."
"Ukyou, I'm sorry that you're being hurt because of this. I wish
there was a way I could make it up to you."
"Sure there is. Give me back my fiancee."
"You know I can't and won't do that. I love him."
"So do I!"
"I know. But Ranma is in love with...."
The hair on the back of Akane's and Ukyou's necks bristled and both
dove for cover as the front of Ucchan's Okonomiyaki exploded into
toothpicks. The customer who had enjoyed the conversation so far, was
now taking a nice nap after being hit in the head by part of the wall.
Before Akane had a chance to get up from the floor, a three plus meter
black... thing picked her up by her shoulder.
A gravelly voice crunched out, "A Saotome. Die." Its thumb moved under
Akane's chin.
"I'm not a Saotome yet," Akane choked out. She was a bit thankful that
the thing's hand was too big to choke her properly. She tried in vain
to kick it.
"Spiritually, you are." It tightened its grasp.
Ukyou looked at the thing with cold hatred. It was wrecking her
restaurant. It was calling Akane a Saotome. It was asking to be
shredded into little bits. She launched into her attack, sending a
volley of spatulas and following up by swinging her big freaking
spatula.
The thing looked amusedly at Ukyou, not appearing to be hurt in the
slightest.
"Hold, demon!" someone shouted from outside.
<Great, Kuno. Maybe he'll be of some use,> Ukyou thought, sending a
volley of exploding flour.
The demon turned towards Kuno, ignoring Ukyou. "What? You commanded
that Saotome should die. She is one."
"I meant Saotome Ranma, fiend. Besides, that is the fair Tendo Akane,
and she is not a Saotome."
"What you meant, means nothing. You said Saotome dies, so ALL who
spiritually bare the name Saotome shall die. And she is a Saotome."
"I will not allow you to harm her!" Kuno rushed the demon but was
knocked across the street into unconsciousness.
Ukyou was getting very annoyed at being ignored.
The demon's head turned to Akane to notice she was glowing.
"Akane... HA!" A burst of crimson chi erupted from her.
The demon yelped, dropping Akane. It looked at its lightly scorched
arm. "Interesting. I see you're more of a guy than that
cross-dresser."
Ukyou attacked it again, and she wondered what the point was. Only raw
chi attacks hurt it so far.
The demon chuckled. "Too bad you aren't both a guy and a girl, then
you might be able to kill me."
"Then I guess you want ta fight me."
The demon turned to the source of that 'noise.' It grinned. "Another
Saotome to kill."
"In your dreams." Ranma raced forward and attacked the foul thing.
Ukyou was surprised to note the demon was hurt by the five punches
Ranma landed, although not as much as the fiend's one blow hurt him,
unfortunately.
"You don't look like a hermaphradite," the demon said surprised at its
injuries.
"Ever hear of Jusenkyo?" Ranma asked with a smirk.
"Shit. I'll still kill you."
"I'm getting sick of hearing that."
Ranma and the demon resumed their fight, with Akane taking occasional
shots at the demon's head with chi blasts.
The demon was in pain, but so was Ranma. He noticed that the demon
wasn't putting out any chi, and yet chi punches only added a little to
the damage. He had to come up with a way stop it. One of Akane's chi
blasts cut the air between himself and the demon and he smiled.
Ranma ran to Akane, surprise both her and the demon. "You nearly hit me
that time, ya uncute, hentai, tomboy!"
Akane's eyes widen in shock. "WHAT?!"
"You heard me. Why are you trying to 'help?' Or are you trying to blow
my head off? You know you can't hit the broadside of the barn."
The demon snarled. "Don't you dare ignore me."
"Stay out of this!" replied the black-haired youths.
The demon launched into an attack. Ranma grabbed Akane and started to
dodge back and forth across the street in front of Ucchan's while
holding her.
"Let go of me!" Akane shouted. Part of her realized what Ranma was
doing and was desperately holding onto any reason to be angry.
"Hiryu Shuten HA!" Ranma spiraled a fist into a punch as close as he
dared to Akane.
Ukyou watched in morbid fascination as a tornado formed before her,
carrying the demon, Kuno (who was still out cold), Akane and Ranma
into the sky.
Ranma was dismayed, but not overly surprised that he was carried into
the air along with Akane, considering she was the source of hot chi
and he wasn't about to let go of her.
Kuno was almost immediately thrown out of the tornado and into another
ward, but only after most of his cloths were ripped to shreds by
flying debris.
Being closer to the edge of the tornado, the demon didn't stay in it
for long before being hurled out of it.
Ranma watched the demon while it fell. "Akane, prepare to exit. Come
out in a chi kick. We'll land on the demon."
Akane nodded, clutching onto Ranma.
Ranma tried to control their escape point but exited a little off. He
fired a short chi blast to correct their descent.
The demon looked up from where it landed to see two feet covered in
chi rush towards its face.
Ukyou's eyes widened in shock at the sickening crack of the demon's
skull and the sight of its head exploding.
Ranma rolled when they landed, making sure Akane would take none of
the damage. They stood up and looked at what they had done. They had
killed a demon, that was trying to kill them. That's what they were
suppose to do, and they shouldn't feeling bad for it. Right?
"Ewww! It's in my shoe," Akane said a little squeamishly, feeling the
demon's blood soaking her sock.
Then the demon seemed to begin to blow away with the wind bit by bit.
Soon, even the blood that had soaked through Akane's sock was gone.
"So, Kuno was stupid enough to summon it." Ranma said, shaking his
head. He looked at his fiancee. "Are you all right?"
"Beside, a couple bruises, I'm fine. How are you?"
Ranma smirked. "Not a scratch."
Akane scowled at him. "Baka." She then sighed. "Why is it so easy for
you to get my goat?"
Ranma imitated the sound of a goat, for which he got his arm slapped.
They then looked over at what had been Ucchan's Okonomiyaki.
"Sorry about this," Akane said. "We'll help you clean."
Ranma nodded in agreement.
Ukyou looked around, and almost screamed. She yelled obscenities
instead. She then accepted their help, since they were part of the
cause.
Ukyou let them do all of the cleaning out front and the service area,
while she was busy cleaning the kitchen. Ranma and Akane tried to talk
to her, but she wasn't being very cooperative.
Ukyou was actually a little pleased when Ranma and Akane left. The
closeness between the two was disturbing. Even in her dreams she had
never been that close to Ranma.
As far as Ukyou was concerned the entire day was disturbing. Fighting
a demon, having her restaurant gutted, watching her... ex-fiance with
his fiancee, and seeing a tornado from only meters away; yep, quite a
strange day. One she didn't want to repeat.
"May you live an interesting life," Ukyou muttered. Realizing how true
what Akane had said over a week earlier was, that Ranma had that
curse. Ukyou could not, would not put up with many days like the one
she had today. Akane, however, acted as if it was a normal day. Ukyou
didn't understand that, she didn't want to. Akane helped kill a demon,
and then was joking with Ranma a minute later.
Ukyou sank to her knees and cried. Marrying Ranma had been her dream,
and she had accepted it would never happen, but to know it wouldn't
have worked even if the dream had come true was almost more than she
could bear. She wouldn't be able to stand the insanity of Ranma's
life.