“Oh, Ranma, just…there.”
'My son! This is my son!' She wanted to start yelling about how manly he was, seeing his fiancée’s sister in the park, and obviously proving himself to her.
So she watched for a while longer, as her manly son’s hand went under the Tendo girl’s shirt, obviously allowing both to enjoy his hand on her bare skin. She wondered if he had gotten that good from his time with his other fiancées, or if the two were practicing for their future relationships. 'Oh, maybe Nabiki wants to be his mistress!'
But Nabiki pulled his hand out from under her shirt. “We might have to had back soon, Ranma. It’s getting kind of late, and I would love to continue this in a warm room, with a little more privacy.”
Nodoka looked upon her son, once again commenting on how much he resembled Ranko. 'Genma, you fat bastard, if I find out Ranko is Ranma’s sister, your ass is worm chow!'
On a mountain far away, a panda stopped cursing his son to sneeze and shiver.
Ranma was obviously a little hesitant, but knew he needed to explain it. “Sorry, Nabiki. I…I just didn’t want this to end. You’re the first person not to see me as some damn trophy, a toy for their amusement. I mean, let’s face it, you’re probably the only person in Nerima besides Kasumi who ain’t trying to control me, attack me, kill me, or basically destroy my sanity. You’re the first girl who has ever taken the time to make me feel…wanted. I know some part of you was afraid this was all a joke, but I really want you to know how much this meant to me.”
Nodoka watched as the middle Tendo used her hands and wiped some tears away from her son’s eyes. 'Is his life really that bad?'
Ranma smiled a little feeling Nabiki reach around and hug him for all she was worth, he could even feel her aura shift to compassion, caring, in an effort to try and make him feel her support. “Thanks, Nabiki, I…I just needed to say that.”
“No problem, Ranma. I have to be honest as well. If I honestly thought we could get away with it, I’d have the engagement shifted over to me. But it wouldn’t stop my sister from bashing you because she thinks you’re a pervert, it wouldn’t even stop the others from their usual stupidity. Hell, your father has basically made your family honor worthless with all of his promises. Even if we say he sold you out of your clan to the Daikokuji clan; that would still leave Shampoo. Hell, the only way that one would be annulled is if your mother adopted her into the clan, thus joining with the Amazons as an ally.”
A snort from Ranma surprised Nodoka. “Yeah, right. Like Mom would ever do that. She thinks I should marry one and keep the rest as mistresses, despite what I or the others may want. Hell, we both know what she thinks is manly, and if she ever found out about my Jusenkyo curse, she’d gut me or make me do it myself. After all, how can her precious son be manly if he changes into your cousin Ranko at the drop of cold water?”
Nodoka nearly fell over at that statement. 'Ranma is Ranko! He has a curse that turns him into a girl!'
Nabiki did not let up though; she gave Ranma a deep kiss, before finally pulling back. “I don’t care, Ranma. It doesn’t matter to me. No matter what form, you are still you, and that is all that matters.”
“Nabiki, be honest. Could you actually see yourself doing what we have been doing if I was in my girl form? Could you still see us holding hands, kissing, making out, if I was a girl?”
She had to smile at that. “Despite what they may say at school, Ranma, I’m not a lesbian. But for you, and only you, I would make the exception.” She leaned against his chest, one arm around his neck and the other rubbing his shirt. “But, we don’t need to think of those things for a while. This is a date; it’s supposed to be fun. I mean, we didn’t go through all that trouble to get rid of all those nut jobs for a few days just to get depressed in the park.”
Ranma laughed a little. “That’s right; I came here to mess around with my girlfriend.” His smile grew a little. “So we better hurry up, babe, before she gets back.”
Nabiki playfully smacked him before moving back in for a kiss.
Nodoka stayed where she was, contemplating what she had just both heard and seen. She was worried about the curse, but Nabiki had been right: Ranma was still Ranma, no matter what. It made sense now how much Ranko had resisted being made more feminine, seemingly obsessed with spending time with Nodoka, even if she hated shopping or dressed or make-up.
Kami…she had made her son wear make-up and given him tips on how to pick up boys!
She shook her head, she needed to focus here. Her son had been hiding from her, both afraid for his life over a curse, and upset at how she expected him to act. He seemed to be being pulled in every direction possible, others trying to make him be what they wanted.
And apparently all he wanted was to be human. He wanted to be loved and accepted.
She stepped closer, clearing her throat to get their attention.
“Auntie!”
“Hello, Nabiki. I was wondering if perhaps you and my son would like to come to my house, and explain things to me. I would love to hear it.”
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