Warning: Compared to the last part - this has a very hot start. (IMO)

Consider this your official warning that this is a first story (second
part of the first story to be precise).  This is still set in the first
manga (although you couldn't tell from this part).

Authors notes: Gender issues may get a little confused.  Ranma thinks of
himself as male in this story.  (And Ranran of herself as female) The
gender pronouns I use will vary depending on the viewpoint of the character
in question.  In other words just because I say 'he' doesn't mean 'he' will
be equipped with the typical parts of a man at that moment.

Yet Another Ranma Twin Story - Early Days

5. GETTING TO KNOW YA.

  The next few days were relatively quiet, a respite before the storm.

  Ranran noticed Nabiki photographing Ranma, she didn't know whether to be
relieved or jealous that Nabiki didn't think it was worth taking candid
shots of her.  It was typical of Ranma - his highly trained martial arts
senses would probably have warned him of any sneak attack, but Nabiki
could probably have used the flash bulb with her camera and he still
wouldn't have noticed.

  On balance Ranran decided on relief that Nabiki's attention was
elsewhere, not realising that Nabiki just had something else in mind for
her ...

- Ranran and Ranma's room.

  Late one night ...

  *Creak* "Ranma, Ranran ...?" Nabiki said quietly.  There was no
response.  Nabiki looked around the room in the pale light from the moon,
her eyes had not yet adjusted to the dark but she could just make out the
two mattresses* on either side of the room.

  [* - Japanese beds are often have just a firm mattress on the floor, the
mattress quilt and bedding can be stored in a cupboard during the day.]

  "Are you awake?" In her normal voice. (No reaction).

  Nabiki turned the light on, and waited - her carefully crafted excuse
ready, but Ranma and Ranran were firmly asleep.  Something she had
expected given the difficulty of getting them up in the morning.  Just to
be sure she had provoked Genma into giving them a particularly hard
workout earlier in the day - Genma didn't take much persuading for that.

  She relaxed slightly, it was time for the first step of her plan.

  Ranma was obviously the lighter of the two, so she slowly pulled him
across the floor - bed and all.  She didn't often wish for the strength
of her sister Akane, but it would have come in handy for this, she
thought.

  Soon the two mattresses were touching, and Nabiki paused to get her
breath back.  This was it, if her nerve was going to go it would be now,
she thought, but the moment passed and she was still determined to go
ahead.  Sure, it was a pity that Ranma would be involved, but if all went
to plan he need never know ...

  Nabiki slowly pulled the duvet back of Ranma's bed, he was wearing
boxers and his 'Ranma' T-shirt.  He snorted in his sleep and rolled half
over ... Nabiki waited, but he did not wake.  She then pulled Ranran's
duvet half off, and draped part of it over the lower part of Ranma's
legs. Ranran was sleeping in a lacy night dress of some light fabric,
Nabiki almost had a slight twinge of guilt as she realised this was
probably the only time Ranran would be safe wearing something that
feminine - one splash of cold water and she would be viewed as a teenage
transvestite.

  Nabiki stood back and considered, the effect was not bad - it looked
as if they were both sleeping in the same bed and had kicked off the
covers on a hot night.  But it still looked a little too innocent she
decided.  If she was to have a proper hold over Ranran she would have to
go further.

  Nabiki decided to start with Ranma, he was just naive enough that she
might still be able to spin him a line if he was the only one to wake up.
She blew gently into his left ear and he twitched in his sleep - but
didn't move.  She had come prepared, however, and tried tickling him with
a brush. The very same brush that Ranran had used to torture her.

  As she worked Ranma's exposed skin she tried not to remember that time,
the helplessness, the gasping for breath as her body squirmed under her
enemy's ministration. Small beads of sweat broke out on Nabiki's forehead
- No! She thought, I can control myself and I'll make sure Ranran will
never dare to do anything like that to me again!

  Her hand slipped while she was distracted by her thoughts, Ranma grunted
as the brush pressed down and dented his skin.  He half-rolled over onto
his side, to the right and his arm fell loosely over his sisters torso.
Nabiki was ready to snap a shot and run, but her preparation had paid off.
Both Saotomes were so tired after the days activities it would probably
have taken a small bomb to wake them up.

  Nabiki took out the camera she had ready and started taking pictures, it
was an almost perfect setup.  Ranran's breasts were clearly visible
through the flimsy silk she was wearing, and Ranma's hand had fallen just
over the lower half of his sisters right breast.  Nabiki felt sure she
could have Ranran do whatever she asked to keep those photos secret, or
the Satome family honour would be irredeemably stained.  'Incest' is such
a nasty word, she thought with a smile.

  Perhaps she got greedy, perhaps it was just the memory of the
humiliation she had undergone.  Humiliation all the worse in that her
encounter with Ranran had been the most intimate, the closest activity to
actual sex that she had experienced yet, although she would never admit
that to herself.  In any case, Nabiki decided to push it a little more ...

  Nabiki knelt down next to the bed.  She carefully pulled down Ranma's
boxer shorts, oblivious to the flushed colour her face had acquired.  She
hesitantly reached out one hand to touch his revealed member.  When Ranma
still didn't wake she began to gently stroke his penis - splitting her
attention between his face and the other, more interesting developments
further down.  Ranma seemed to have started to dream, his eyes were moving
rapidly underneath the eyelids and he started to mumble something in his
sleep.

  At this point Nabiki, in her relative inexperience, failed to realise
one important fact.  Once you start thinking - feeling - about sex your
judgement gets shot straight to Hell.

  She started to use both hands - fascinated by the appearance and feel of
Ranma's fully erect dick.  As she continued her attentions a small drop of
pre-cum displayed itself and she let go immediately.  He might be able to
sleep through a lot, but she couldn't count on him sleeping through
_that_.  She took a few more photos, oblivious to the fact that she was
now panting slightly, photos that clearly seemed to show Ranma fondling
his sister's breast with a massive (from Nabiki's limited experience)
erection.  Nabiki couldn't help wondering what it would be like to have
that inside of her... She had masturbated before of course, in fact she
realised the arranged scene before her had quite an effect on her.  One
hand slipped underneath the waist band of her trousers and she felt the
dampness starting to spread through her panties.

  "Oooh!" she sighed (but quietly) touching herself through the fabric of
her underwear.  She thought for a moment that she should have taken Ranma
for herself instead of fobbing him off on Akane.  Ranran shifted slightly,
and with a slight shock Nabiki came back to herself. What on Earth am I
doing? she thought.  I've got what I came for, I should get out before I'm
discovered or they wake up!

  Nabiki took one last look at Ranma, and discovered to her disappointment
that his erection was starting to wilt.  It occurred to her that so far
Ranma had been the most exploited in her plan, but Ranran was her real
target! She looked regretfully at Ranran's body dressed as it was in a
pair of white pants and a night dress that was almost see through.  Yes,
she thought, absentmindedly rhythmically bucking her hips and pressing
more firmly against her hand, I've come this far I'm going to go for it!

  First she decided to do something about Ranma, while still respectable,
there was a definite droop to his member.  Her mouth suddenly dry she
licked her lips and another thought occurred to her.  Whether this came
from her logical and intelligent brain - or straight from a certain other
region, who can say?  She had heard some of the older students talking
about what their boyfriends wanted them to do - this was a perfect chance
to see what it was like without any commitment to finishing it.

  She carefully placed one hand either side of Ranma, leaned over his
body, and delicately licked the tip of his dick.  The little bit of
pre-cum didn't really taste of anything in particular - just a little
salty.  His penis twitched and started to straighten, Nabiki kissed the
head of his member and slid it just inside of her mouth - careful not to
scrape it with her teeth.  There was a strange, if not entirely
distasteful smell - luckily Ranma kept himself clean, he usually ended up
with several baths a day to change form anyway.  She briefly sucked gently
and probed around the top of his penis with her tongue before forcibly
reminding herself that she had to stop.  In any case, by this time she
was desperate to get her hands off the floor - so that she would have at
least one hand to give full attention to her own needs.

  Ranma back to 'full size' she turned her attention to Ranran, first
sliding up her night dress to fully show the white panties underneath.
She went to pull them down, but reconsidered - they were too snug a fit
to Ranran's hips and she didn't trust she would be able to take them off
without waking her victim.  It would be better, she decided, to cut them
off.  Nabiki had brought a pair of scissors 'in case' although she
wouldn't have been able to say 'in case what' 20 minutes ago.

  Nabiki decided that *hmm* she could do without *ahhh* a spare hand to
steady *gasp* her as she knelt down *ah-haah* next to the bed and *Ah!*
brought the scissors/
                    /Nabiki froze, the two points of the scissors
millimetres in front of her eyes and a firm (but not crushing) grip around
her throat.

  Ranran blinked her eyes and took in the contents of her room, Nabiki -
too scared to move still had her left hand out off sight.  Judging by her
red face and the damp patch on Nabiki's trousers it wasn't hard to work
out what it had been doing there.  Then there was Ranma's condition -
asleep with a hard-on, his bed pulled next to hers and his right hand
flopped over Ranran's chest.  Lastly there was the camera ...

  "Blackmail, Nabiki?" Ranran asked quietly with a steely glint in her
eyes. (Showing that at least one Saotome could add 2 + 2)

  Nabiki didn't say, or do anything, she didn't dare move with the
scissors so close to blotting out her sight forever.

  "You may blink once for yes." Ranran allowed.

  Nabiki blinked, and Ranran continued to speak calmly, "Now you are going
to to three things for me. One - expose the camera film to the light; Two
- put Ranma back where he should be; Three you may then leave to consider
just what I might be planning to do in return for your little 'party
trick'"

  Nabiki blinked.

  "You really should have realised, Nabiki, I've trained with live blades
for a long time. I'm very sensitive to the presence of  _any_ edged
implement.  After all, even a pair of scissors can be a deadly weapon,
can't they?  Ah, I wouldn't advise nodding." Ranran said with a cold smile
- the scissors still held fractionally in front of Nabiki's face.

  "Well," Ranran said, relaxing her grip on Nabiki's windpipe and taking
away the threat of the scissors. "Get on with it."

   Nabiki stood up and finally removed her left hand from it's 'resting'
place. This is all your fault she thought, looking at her glistening
fingers - but meaning the place they had just left.  She opened the
camera's back extracted the film cartridge and pulled out the film.  A
heartbreaking loss of future income.  She had even a few 'special' clients
in mind who, from reputation, would have paid hand over fist for the
photos she had taken tonight and could probably have been trusted to keep
them secret.

  Nabiki then slowly tried to edge up Ranma's boxers without wakening him.
A process not made easier by a certain obstruction that she had been
personally responsible for.

  "Oh for goodness sakes, stop messing around." Ranran said.  She rolled
over, grabbed the edges of her brother's pants and yanked them up.  "It
takes more than that to wake up him."

  After Nabiki rearranged the bed's position once more, as she was on her
way out. Ranran said, "Turn the light out, Nabiki." And continued speaking
in the darkness, "Remember, I'll be thinking of you ..."

[Author's notes - Lemon fans can stop reading now, character and plot
development only from this point. ^_^]

6. A GRAND DAY OUT

  "Ranran, Ranma! Breakfast is nearly ready!" Kasumi called cheerfully up
the stairs.

  Ranran woke up first, she had slept rather lightly for the last part of
the night.  "Ranma! Wake-up!" she shouted.

  *Hmmph* Ranma rolled over, and slipped a pillow over his head.  Whether
he was technically awake or not was open to question - but he wasn't going
anywhere voluntarily.

  Ranran grabbed one side of the mattress and yanked - hard.

  "Ow!" Ranma said, "Waddya do that for?"

  "You don't want to miss breakfast do you?  Or do you trust dad to leave
enough for you?"

  "Good point!" Ranma said and started to change for the new day.

  "How many Chinese shirts do you have anyway?" Ranran wondered out loud.

  "Wot wazzat?" Ranma's said.

  Ranran shook her head, "Never mind, had a good nights sleep then?" She
asked, curious as to how even he could have slept through all the events
of last night.

  Ranma turned his head away - finding the hunt for a pair of matching
socks suddenly fascinating. "'Spose so." he mumbled.

  "You suppose so? Either you slept well or you didn't"

  "Well, if ya must know ... I had a dream." Ranma said, still not meeting
Ranran's gaze directly.

  "Oh? What did you dream about?" Ranran prodded - with a small smile.

  Ranma blushed, "Ya know, ... stuff."

  Ranran poked a finger at her brother, "You had a wet dream didn't you?"

  "Hey! I don't wanna talk about it, dat's all." Ranma said defensively.

  "It's perfectly normal, just make sure you have a little privacy when
you masturbate and keep yourself clean." Ranran said, enjoying his
discomfort.

  "I don't do _that_!" Ranma said.

  "You're kidding me? You're a sixteen* year old boy and you've never
wanked?" Ranran exclaimed in surprise.

  [* - OK, I don't actually know how old he is in the first manga *slaps
self on wrist* 'Lazy researcher!']

  "I said I didna want to talk about it!  Pop explained how a martial
artist has to remain pure in body and spirit, how it depleted vital zinc
from the body, how it disrupted the ki flow and something I couldn't quite
follow about Taoist practices." Ranma explained.

  "What a crock of shit!"
                        "RANRAN! That's not like you!" Ranma said, in
shock at her uncharacteristic language.

  "Well it is, I mas-"
                     *Hmmm HA-HUMMM Humm* Ranma had his fingers stuck in
his ears. "I can't hear you."
                            "It's perfectly normal, there's nothing wrong
with my fr-"
           "LA La-Laaah! I'm singing and I can't hear anything"

  Ranran threw her hands up in despair, Ranma had to catch on sooner or
later, didn't he?  She left him with his denial and headed downstairs.

- Around the breakfast table

  Kasumi frowned slightly, that had been the third time Nabiki had let a
lump of rice drop from her chop-sticks.  "Are you alright? You look rather
pale."

  "I'm fine, really, I just don't have much of an appetite today.  Could
I just have a slice of toast or something?" Nabiki asked.

  "Of course, Nabiki." Kasumi replied with a smile, "Take care of yourself
now."

  "Ranran and Ranma are taking their time again," Akane noted, "Still it's
not surprising, I think I heard Ranran talking at some unearthly hour last
night." (Un-noticed Nabiki pales further) "I would have thought she would
have been tired out after that workout the Saotomes had yesterday!"

  "Good morning!" / "Mornin'" Ranran and Ranma greeted the Tendo's as they
entered the room.

  "Why, you're shaking Nabiki.  Do you suppose you're coming down with a
cold?" Ranran asked with feigned sympathy.  She held the back of her hand
across Nabiki's forehead.  "You don't seem to have a temperature but you
can't be too careful - maybe you should rest today."

  "She's right you know." Akane said, "I've hardly ever know you to get
ill, it's not like you.  Perhaps you should get checked up later?"

  "No really, I think I'm just overtired." Nabiki said, sipping her tea.

  "Here's your toast, Nabiki." Kasumi said, placing it in front of her.
"let me know if you want anything else."

  "Thanks," Nabiki said, picking the buttered toast up with her left hand.

  "I hope you washed that hand well this morning." Ranran said, in a
seeming non-sequiter.

  *Ching-krak!* Nabiki dropped the fine china cup to the table, "Just
leave me alone!" She said and ran upstairs.

  "What wazzat about?" Ranma inquired.

  "Search me." Ranran replied, shrugging, with a straight face, but a
slight twinkle in her eyes.  "You know, Ranma, it occurs to me that we may
be wearing out our welcome here."

  "No, not at all." "Please, think of this as your home." Replied Soun and
Kasumi in quick succession.

  "Still, don't you think it would be a good idea to go out and get some
training done today?" Ranran asked, "Perhaps we could go to Inokashira Park
for the day?"

  "I dunno, I got plenty of that yesterday." Ranma said, idly twirling his
chopsticks in one hand.

  "Of course, what was I thinking off - doubtless you are planning to take
Akane out somewhere fancy on a date today." Ranran said.

  "What!" Akane exclaimed.
  "Take a dorky girl like that out?" Ranma asked, putting his foot in it
again.
  "Great idea!" Genma said.
  "My little girl's going to be married!!!" Soun cried, literally,
swamping anything left on the breakfast table.

  "My yes!" Ranma exclaimed, "Training!, Gotta train, right away! Can't
get slack ya know." (Sweatdrop on forehead)

- Inokashira Park*

  [* - It's a real place, but I've no idea where it is ^_^;;]

  "Why didya have to do that?" Ranma asked.

  Ranran smiled, "Just felt like getting out of the house for a bit."

  "You didn't have to drag me along too." Akane grumbled.

  "Cheer up, Akane." Ranran suggested, "It could have been just you and
Ranma here - it took half an hour for me to persuade our parents you
needed a chaperone.  Or is that what you two are upset about?  You lucky
dog, Ranma!" Ranran poked Ranma in the ribs.

  "Hah! As if I'd need a chaperone with a tomboy like her." Ranma
started, "You think I'd complain that I hadna been left alone with her?
You must be joking!"

- Seconds later

  Ranran regarded her brother - flattened under a boat from the nearby
lake. "I see you want to start with the endurance training."

  "Tell you what bro, I'll race you round the lake, last one back here
buys the ice-cream." Ranran suggested, a muffled voice indicating
agreement coming from under the paddle boat.

  "Sound's good to me, I think I'll have you buy me strawberry." Akane
said with a smile.

  "You too?" Ranma asked - standing up with the boat still on his head,
"I think I'll need a handicap to give the rest of ya some hope of
winning."  He smirked, with supreme confidence.

  "I think Akane's choice will do." Ranran said.

  "You can't mean ..." Akane started to say.

  "See ya suckers!" Ranma exclaimed as he started to run - carrying the
paddle boat on top of his head.

  "Come on Akane, we can't let him get away with that head start!"

  "Head start! He's got a boat on his head!"

  Nevertheless, it was Akane who was last back - "Nice to see ya
decided to join us." Ranma said, licking the last spoon full from his
icecream tub.

  "Here, I was only kidding - I bought you a strawberry icecream cone."
Ranran offered to the exhausted Akane. "You came pretty close to catching
me - but I knew I had the advantage with my longer legs."

  "As for Ranma, I should have made him carry you in the boat as well -
then I might have had a chance." Ranran said.

  "Don't do y'self down, Ranran, you'd be faster than me if you had Genma
training you all year round, full out.  You should be thankful he
doesn't." Ranma said, "I wouldn't wanna see any girl put through the stuff
I've had to do."

  "What? You think you're too good for any girl to match you." Akane
asked.

  "Nah, I just mean, like girls are different - need to be protected
more." Ranma explained. "It's not that they're worse, as _such_ they're
just more sensitive 'n' delicate."

- Two seconds later.

  "You know, Akane, I think this is where we came in." Ranran said -
looking down at the boat, underneath which a muffled groan could be heard.

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Rambling post story notes.
--------------------------

Third section is underway - but will be longer arriving as I have stuff to
get on with elsewhere.  So far I've managed two lemon fics without
_technically_ anyone having sex - I wonder if that's a record ? ;-P

Ranran's name - It's the kanji for orchid, repeated (e.g. Orchid_s_, I
suppose).  It's a real Japanese name as used by the singer Ranran Suzuki
(and presumably others.)

It appears in the manga that there are at least a few days between Ranma's
arrival and the first day at school.  If you remember Nabiki had had time
to get a fair selection of accidental poses from Ranma for photographs.
I've taken advantage of that to get some extra interaction before the
first day at school.

What am I doing with Nabiki?  Well I don't think she has the
characteristics to make a good dominatrix (not in my fic anyway) as she
would have to keep better control of herself when 'under the influence'.
But, for the purposes of this story, she is turned on by the elements of
control and voyerism.  I can't really claim support in the manga for that
^_^, although did you _really_ think those photos of Ranma and Akane were
taken just for the money? ;-P

Did you catch my theory as to how Ranma can last 38 mangas with beautiful
girls throwing themselves at him without getting caught doing everyone's
favorite horizontal dance (or whatever your favourite euphemism is ^_^).
I figure it's just stupid enough for Genma to believe, it's not even in
the same league as the 'cat fist' ;-P

I'm sticking with nill Japanese content for now, I might do a separate
version with Japanese phrases if anyone says that they would like to see
it (no takers so far).

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