He'd just pretend to sleep and hope to hell that she decided to wait until he was 'awake'. It was the sort of thing his father might do, but he wasn't in a position to complain at the moment. Something had to be done, and this was all that he could think of.
Unfortunately, Akane didn't seem to be fooled in the slightest. "Stop pretending! I know that you're conscious, so let's do it! Come on!"
In the hopes that she'd think that she'd been merely making him stir, he faked an unconscious grunt.
"I can tell the difference! Stop ignoring me, and do it already!"
"Do what?" Ranma asked, flopping onto his back as he realised that she was set on forcing things now."
"You know what I mean!"
"All I know for sure is that ya came in when I was tryin' ta take a nap..."
"Well, you can have one once we get this over with!"
"Get 'what' over with?" he said, though he did have a reasonable hunch as to her intent, but not wanting to face that at the moment. Nor did he want to consider what she had on her lithe body under that gi of hers.
"Don't play dumb! I know what you want!"
"Great, 'cause I don't know what either of us want."
"Right. You can say all that, but I want you to get what you want over with now."
"What is it that you want?"
"I WANT YOU TO HAVE SEX WITH ME ALREADY!" she screamed... and then turned a deep shade of red as she realised what she'd said.
"You want... eep..."
"Don't think that you weren't thinking about it..."
"Umm... I know that guys do that sorta thing, and I'd have ta be an idiot not ta know that... but... I..."
"Yeah?"
"I wasn't thinkin' 'bout doin' that... I... I was kinda tryin' ta figure out how I'd not do it..."
Akane blinked in surprise as she sank to sit awkwardly on the floor. "You were..?"
"Uh-huh. I mean, how do I handle just gettin' dropped with some girls who I'm just supposed ta have... ta do 'that' with?"
"But... You don't want to do... me now?"
"Nah. Not really..."
"Why? I... Don't you think that I'm pretty enough?"
"No! That's not it!" Ranma blurted as he sprang up to his own sitting position and waved off the impending storm that he saw coming across her features. "It's just that... I woke up this mornin' with nothin' more ta worry 'bout than the Art and my Pop's mouth. And then I get three slave girls who seem ta want ta jump inta the bath with me."
"It wasn't my idea!"
"I... Okay, but what'd ya do if three guys had come inta the furo with ya?"
"I'd pound the perverts! They'd pay for trying something like that!"
"Should I've done that to ya and your sisters?"
"Absolutely not... Oh."
"Exactly," he said, and ran his hand through his hair.
"Then what did you think you were getting when you were told you were going to get three slaves?"
"Umm... Another reason for beatin' up my Pop?"
"Huh?"
"He didn't tell me any of it 'til we got here. It was like, 'here Ranma, ya own them now'."
"Ahh... But... Aren't you... You're not... Wouldn't... I thought that you'd want to do that with us," she told him in a small voice.
"Umm... It'd... Let's just say that I'm not against it. I just don't know how ta handle this whole bein' a 'Master' thing. Why'd think that I'd want ta jump ya anyway?"
"There's this boy in school..."
"Do ya like 'im?"
"Of course not! He's a really big jackass who couldn't see the truth if someone wanted to smack him in the face with it!"
"Sounds like a moron."
"He is! Last semester, he made up this stupid speech in which he's told everyone that if they want a certain prize, they'd have to beat me. And a lot of the boys listened to him, even though he couldn't let them have it!"
"Now, what sort of idiot says somethin' like that?" the pigtailed boy asked.
"Tatewaki Kuno, that's who. He thinks that he can choose who I can date, or be owned by."
"You were the 'prize'?"
"I was. Except that he's always acted like he's the only one that I would ever love, and marry. Stupid jerk..."
"And you thought that I'd be like that?"
"You are a boy, and so..."
"Ya thought that I'd want ta come in and... and..," he stopped and shook his head. "Nuh-uh. Ain't my style. I'm not gonna be... sleepin' with ya just cause ya wanna have it done with."
"Excuse me?"
"It's not somethin' that I just pop off... Okay, bad choice of words. But ya have ta understand, ya don't want it, and I'm not just puttin' out the trash. It ain't a chore."
"I'm sure that you know what you're talking about..," she muttered.
"'Course I do. It's a perfectly good plan."
"So... You've slept with a lot of girls before?"
The pigtailed boy's eyes widened in shock. "WHAT SORT OF QUESTION IS THAT?!"
"Just one that I thought to ask!"
"Well, don't! Man... It's... I've never... Never mind that. Just figure that I'm not 'bout ta... Relax already..."
"How can I?" Akane asked, glancing at her lap. "My dream was to train mamluk, and now I am one."
"And not that good, either..."
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"Hey, I beat ya, didn't I?"
"So?! You don't have to rub it in!"
"I'm not. But... It's like ya don't even train, or anythin'," he commented with a shrug.
"I do so train! I practice in the dojo as much as I can, I jog, and exercise, and Dad's taught me what he could. And I get plenty of experience beating up Kuno and his perverted idiots every morning."
"Oh. Then I guess that I should be impressed that ya got so far like that."
"You should... But why are you looking at me like that?"
"Ya could be better," he told her simply.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Ya could fight better. Ta be honest, I'm not sure how ya'd teach mamluks if ya don't get the right trainin' yourself..."
"Dad taught me plenty!" she protested.
"And you're pretty good. For what ya have ta do. But... I know!"
"What?"
"I could train ya!"
"Huh?"
"If I train ya like how I'd like, I'll have you so much better that ya'll be happy ta do what I want."
She made a choking sound in the back of her throat. "That's perverted!"
"How's trainin' ya in the Art perverted?"
"'The Art'..?"
"Yup. Ya'll be a better fighter than ever. I'm sure of it," Ranma responded, happy that he was on a subject that he totally understood. He knew martial arts training, and since it would coincide with his 'Master' duties, it was perfect. "Don't ya wanna be stronger?"
"Actually... That does sound nice..."
"Trust me. Ya'll be the best mamluk around, and who knows? Perhaps we'll be able ta get somebody for ya ta train once ya are ready."
"I... I'd like that..," she said softly.
"Great! We'll get on it first thing in the mornin', 'kay?"
"Sure..."
"Now if I could only figure out what ta do with Kasumi and Nabiki," he said with a heavy sigh, and she found herself giggling while:
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