“Finished,” sighed Nabiki, closing the notebook at last. She had spent the last hour filling it with every bit of information she knew; from companies projected to do well, figures she should watch out for, and proven ways to make a college fund grow through a start-up company few would favor. It was in more details than the notebook she and Ranma had filled up on their way to Nodoka’s; going more into the process than simply stating it.
She looked over, seeing Ranma doing the same, finishing off the martial arts techniques he knew. He looked kind of cute ... if he wasn’t doing so with his tongue sticking out.
“Ranma?”
“Yeah, Biki-chan?”
Sighing at the fact he still hadn’t learned his lesson about calling her that, she promised herself to ask Auntie to “ride him hard” on getting good grades. “You about done; and it better be legible if you are?”
He nodded. “Just about,” he said, before he held up a sheet of paper.
Your sister is at the door.
Blinking, she looked over, spotting a moving shadow from under the door. Smirking, she went over closer to it, pillow in hand. “Okay Ranma, now we can kiss some more, and other stuff.”
“STAY AWAY FROM MY—ACK!” cried the blue haired girl as she received a pillow across the face after forcing her way into the room.
“What have I told you about spying, little sister?”
“But I have to protect you from the icky boy, Nabiki!” whined Akane.
“Keep that up, little sister, and Ranma-kun won’t help you learn more martial arts.”
“Really?” said Akane, seeming to teleport across the room, holding Ranma’s hands, her eyes and the general vicinity now filled with little stars.
“GAWK!” cried Ranma, clutching the ceiling.
“Cool,” said Akane. “I wanna do that!”
Nabiki growled a bit, wondering why she was feeling ... jealous? “Akane, don’t do that.”
“But he’ll teach me, right?”
“Yes; but if you keep barging in on us, he won’t.”
Akane paused for a bit. The icky boy would teach her to be a better fighter against icky boys, but to do so; she had to let the icky boy near her defenseless sister.
“Dinner’s ready!” yelled Nodoka.
Dropping from the ceiling, Ranma prepared to dash for the food, only to be stopped by Nabiki. “But ... dinner...”
“Saotome,” she whispered, “what do you think your mom will do when she sees how you eat?”
“Umm,” he said, trying to figure it out.
“You eat next to me,” she said, “away from your father, and I will pinch you if you start acting like a Hoover.”
“Man; why is it girls are always hitting me for doing nothing?” he asked, slowly walking out.
Smiling, Nabiki turned to her sister. “Akane, leave, now. It’s time for dinner.”
“Okay,” said Akane, still trying to decide if learning from an icky boy was the right way to learn how to defeat icky boys.
Shaking her head, Nabiki darted across the room, grabbing Ranma’s notebook, and hiding it with her own. The last thing she wanted was for Ranma to lose out on his work because Akane found it, tried to learn it, and then tore it apart for not working right.
Seeing everything put up, she closed her door, heading down for dinner, and wondering if they could get a game of tag in before bedtime. It was fun chasing after Ranma.
Blinking in surprise, she continued down towards the table. It has to be the hormones.
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