Ranma hurried down the stairs so that more than the tops of Nabiki's nude breasts would dominate his view of her.
"Looking sharp, Ranma! Nice and baggy."
"Stop starin' at me like that." Geez! You'd think I was the one naked.
"I can't help it. Nobody can," she said with a mix of enjoyment and greed. "It's all subconscious. In a world where nobody can fantasize about what anybody looks like naked, because they can see it, your body is a mystery. The old Forbidden Fruit. Yum!" She slipped her arm around his elbow. She's pressing her warm, soft flesh up against mine!
"Ranma, don't forget your medicinal soap," Kasumi reminded from the edge of the foyer.
"Don't worry, it's in his gopack." "Gopack"? Nabiki slipped something into his hand. Ranma looked at it; it was a clear plastic bracelet with a few buttons on the outside, and some microchips inside. And now that he was thinking of something besides the curves of her breasts and hips, he saw that Nabiki was already wearing her bracelet; it, though, was slimmer.
"Oh, my, Ranma, you're not wearing your latex-"
"Bye, Onee-chan!" Nabiki quickly called out over Kasumi's warning, hustling Ranma out the door. Outside, she pulled him away from the house, "Come on, Ranma! It's a wonderful day!"
Wonderful day? Everything was wet from a rain, and the sky was still mostly overcast. There was a definite nip in the air that would have bothered Ranma, if he felt the weather like normal people. Or, maybe, like normal people used to. He watched Nabiki spread out her arms as she hurried along so she could feel more of the chill, damp air against her exposed skin. The only protection she had were clear, plastic sandals. I don't even see any gooseflesh.
She paused on the other side of the gate to wait for him. "Don't forget your gopack." Still clueless by the time he reached her, he had to watch as she press one of the buttons on his bracelet. Then, nothing seemed to happen.
Then his senses warned him, and he spun around. Rolling up quietly behind him was a piece of luggage on wheels. And further behind came trundling another that looked more like a hiking pack. "A gopack." Now he understood, watching the smaller bag go out the gate, while the pack stopped and waited for him to move.
Nabiki had went ahead while he had been staring at the things. But it wouldn't take to many of his male strides to catch up with her bare and wiggling buttocks. When he did, she said, "Now, you're going to ask about gopacks, aren't you?"
"Well, no; I guess not." It seems obvious, now, what they are. But why are they?
"It's the Freedom Revolution!" she said it as a fan would. "Now that nobody has to wear clothes, it's become quite the fad to keep as much stuff off of your "natural self" as you can." That's the answer to "why". I guess you do wear purses and packpacks, and even belts. It'd spoil the lines and curves of the body, or some such fashion nonsense.
"You say all the stuff I need is in my gopack?" Ranma made sure his bracelet was snap-locked around his wrist. I guess this is why I couldn't find my armbands. I hope I don't need them.
The old lady was out again ladling water on the wet pavement. Nabiki ran through the arc of water, laughing. Ranma chuckled, knowing that he didn't have to worry about getting wet again. Other than catching a death of cold from it.
Once they were over the walkway over the river, Nabiki latched onto his arm, again. And again, Ranma felt her warm, soft flesh against him, with only the thin material of his shirt separating them.
"Say, Nabiki, why doesn't the soap get in between the weave of the cloth and trigger my allergy?"
Nabiki was enjoying herself so much she didn't mind repeating what to her must have seemed like very old, and stale, information. "Scotchguard has something to do with it. But, really, it's the special silk of your clothes. They're the reason you went to China, remember?" Oh, so in this World-After, I didn't go there to visit trainin' places, like Jusenkyo. Pop wanted to find a way to keep me from becomin' a girl.
(Posted Tue, 14 Nov 2006 12:15)
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