I wouldn't read this unless you've already read "Revolution", which 
I posted a few minutes ago.  Be forewarned: this can get kind of 
perverse, if that bothers you (it bother me, and I'm the author...) 

If you see something you recognize that doesn't mean the stories come to 
and end.

Revolution #9
by: Jeff Rutsch

"Don't be silly, Ranma!  You haven't even tried it!"
"I told you, I'm not going to do any hard drugs!  That stuff's like
LSD!"
"Ranma, Ranma, Ranma."  Kasumi looked disappointed.  "LSD isn't even
really a hard drug.  Besides, even if it is, Prozac's like Lithium,
and Prozac's not a hard core drug."
"And you've done Lithium." piped in Genma.
"Oh, will you shut up, pop?  That was just once!"
"Well, try this just once!" said Kasumi.
"Kasumi...that's different!  Lithium just makes you happy!  Shrooms
make you hallucinate!  Besides, Akane could be back any time now!"
"Don't be silly, Ranma." answered Nabiki.  "We'd know if Akane was
almost here.  Besides, it's not impossible to hide that your
hallucinating.  I mean, I hide it when I'm using LSD, and you'd just
use a little shrooms."
"But it's my first time!"
"You have to have a first sometime..." answered Nabiki.
"Can't I like, practice it in front of you?"
"Just try it, Ranma!" said Nabiki.
"Well...ok.  I guess."
"Good for you, Ranma!" said Kasumi, cheerfully.
"So, how much is a little?" asked Ranma.
"Just a few puffs." answered Nabiki.
"And what's it like?"
"You'll find out soon enough..."
"What's it like?!"
"Okay, okay!  Well, if you just take a little, thing'll seem
different.  It's hard to explain.  More...together.  And you might see
things out of the corner of your eye."
"That doesn't sound like any fun."
"Then you don't have to try it again."
With a look of hesitancy, Ranma took a few deep puffs from Nabiki's
pipe.

**

"So, how was your workout, Akane?" asked Kasumi.
"Tough." was Akane's only response.  Indeed, she was covered in sweat.
She went up to her room and dropped her gym bag off in her room and
got a towel to wipe off her sweat.  She walked back downstairs.
"Why don't you take a bath before dinner?"
"I know that, Kasumi."  There was a bit of hostility in her voice.
"Just reminding you," Kasumi answered sweetly.
"Yeah...well, you've reminded me enough times in my life."
"Akane?"
"Yeah?"
"Is something wrong?"
Akane paused.
"No...well, only a little.  Kasumi, I'm sorry that I snapped at you."
"Apology accepted.  Now hurry up, dinner'll be ready in half an hour!"
"Ok, ok!"  By the time Akane had returned from her bath the family was
starting dinner.
"Sorry I took so long" apologized Akane.
"No problem.  There's plenty of food for everybody, so eat up!" said
Kasumi, cheerfully.
"Thanks, sis."  Akane sat down and served herself her food.
"So where'd you go, anyway?" asked Ranma.
"To take a bath!  Why do you think my hair's wet?"
"No...I knew that.  I mean, after school."
"Oh, for my workout?  You know...down by the park."
"Really?  Too bad...I musta missed you."
"What do you mean, too bad?" interrupted Nabiki.
"I meant...too bad I didn't see Akane there."
"Why is that so bad?" asked Nabiki.
"Because...because...I woulda like to workout with her."
"You would've liked to work out with me?" asked Akane.
"Yeah.  I mean, it's...you know...fun to talk.  Even if you're not the
most challenging opponent, I'd still rather spar with you than anybody
else."
"So you think I'd be holding you back?"
"No...Well, I've trained more, that's all."
"You're such a jerk." Ranma looked shocked.  He didn't respond.

**

"Nabiki?!"
"Ranma?"
"What the hell were you doing?!"  Ranma was nearly yelling.
Nabiki looked at Ranma, her eyes opened wide in surprise.
"Ranma...Akane's downstairs!"  Ranma didn't respond.  He slapped
Nabiki.  Hard.
"You think I don't know that?"
"No..."
"Then don't talk so stupid!  Kasumi's taking care of her!"
"Sorry..." Nabiki was rubbing her cheek to make sure a bruise didn't
form.
"Don't worry about that!"
"You hit me hard..."
"I'm going to fuck you harder."
Ranma put his hands on Nabiki's shoulders and slammed her against the
wall.

**

"Akane?"
"Yeah, Kasumi?"
"I'm about to do a load of wash, and your gi isn't here."
"Sorry about that, Kasumi.  I'll be right back."  Akane ran to the
bath and got both her gi and her towel.  She came back and brought them 
to Kasumi. 
"Thank you, Akane."
"Welcome!"  Akane turned to leave.
"Akane?"
"Yeah?"
"There's something I want to talk about."
"What is it, Kasumi?"
"Not now.  Want to walk to the store with me?  We can talk about it
then."
"Sure...I guess."  Kasumi went to the kitchen, got a shopping list,
and walked out the front door.  Akane followed her.  Together they
walked the short walk to the store.
"How do you feel about Ranma?" asked Kasumi.  Akane was taken by
surprise.
"About Ranma?"
"Yes.  You love him, don't you?"  Akane blushed, but didn't answer.
"Do you?" repeated Kasumi.
"Yeah...I guess."
"Then why don't you give him a chance?"
"What?  He always acts like a jerk!  I don't even know why I can stand
him!  Like today at the dinner table...it's so great how he constantly
brings up my inferiority, and..."
"Akane?"  Kasumi paused, to get back Akane's attention.  "He was
trying to make fun of you.  He can be a bit clumsy at times...but he
tries."
"Well, he's doing a great job."
"At least he's trying."
"What?"
"I don't think you've ever shown Ranma how you feel about him.  Why
don't you, just once?"
"That's not true!"
"It seems that way..." Kasumi asnwered.  Akane didn't respond.
"Well..." Kasumi coninued, "Give it some thought." Akane still didn't
respond.  Akane and Kasumi walked the rest of the way to the store in
silence.

**

"Kasumi?"
"Yes, Ranma?
"What the fuck is this?" Kasumi smiled.
"It's my hobby!"
"Your hobby?  This is nuts!"
"It's a lot of fun!  When you know the butcher, you can get all the
parts and sew them together.  And make your own animal!"
"That's fuckin' weird, Kasumi.  Besides, now that Akane's trying to
learn how to cook...what if she opens the freezer?"
"I don't think she knows what a freezer does.  She wouldn't open it"
"But what if?"
"I don't think..."
"Ranma's right," butted in Soun, "the chance is too great.  I'm sorry,
but you must dispose of your...creations."
"Oh..." Kasumi looked sad only briefly before cheering up.
"Ranma, you know where Akane is?"
"Oh yeah, I was gonna ask you about that.  Didn't she come back with
you?"
"No.  She met Yokho in the store.  She's spending the night over
there.  Isn't that great?"
"Does this mean that..." instead of continuing, Ranma reached over and
put his hand on Kasumi's chest.  He located a nipple and squeezed it
lightly between his thumb and his forefinger.  Kasumi blushed.
"Yes, that is what it means."
"Great."  said Ranma.  He started stripping.  Kasumi looked shocked.
"Ranma...right here?"
"Yep." Ranma cleared the table.
"We can't..."
"Sure we can."  Ranma started to help Kasumi get out of her apron and
the rest of her clothes.  Kasumi laughed.
"Oh my!" she said.  She stopped doing anything other than moving her
body to help Ranma slide her clothes off.
"So, how you wanna do it, anyways?" asked Ranma.
"I don't know.  Last time was nice."
"Again?"
"Why not?"
"Okay...okay..."

 **

Akane sat on the bed of her friend, Yokho.  They had met at the store,
and Kasumi had surmised it would be all right for Akane to spend the
night at her friend's house.
"That guy can be such a jerk.  Why is John friends with him, anyways?"
asked Akane.
"Who knows?  Maybe he's not such a jerk around other guys."
"Speaking of John..." Akane paused and looked up at her friend.  Yokho
blushed.
"Nothing's happening.  I've told you that."
"Well, something has to be happening.  I saw you with him the other
day."
"We're just friends.  I've told you that."
"Then what were you doing?"
"We just went to see a movie."
"Oh yeah.  Nothing's happening" said Akane, sarcastically.
"It isn't!  We just went as friends.  You act as if that's weird or
something."
"You went to see 'When Harry Met Sally?'"
"Yeah."
"No guy would see that if they're just a friend.  They'd go see a
Jackie Chan movie or something."
"Maybe."
"Maybe?  He likes you.  Admit it.  Why are you trying to hide it?"
Yokho blushed.
"Sometimes I'm jealous of you."
"Jealous of me?  Why?"
"Because...you have Ranma there for you."
"Believe me, it's nothing to be jealous about."
"Yeah...yeah, it it is.  You have a guy there for you.  I don't know
what John's up to.  I mean, OK, I think he likes me, but what if he's
just friends?  Or what if he just wants...you know?  And you don't
have to worry about it all."
"You're just saying that because you're not engaged to the jerk."
Yokho laughed.
"What so funny?" asked Akane, raising her voice.
"You say stuff like that all the time, but it's so obvious you don't
mean it."
"Yeah I do!"
"Admit it, Akane.  Ranma's a really nice guy."
"No he's not!"
"Yeah he is!"
"No he's *not*!" Yokho paused.
"Okay.  Can I make a guess?"
"A guess?  Sure."
"Okay.  So, Ranma and you got in a fight today."
"Yeah!"
"Did it involve your cooking?"
"Not this time..."
"Oh ok.  I got it then.  So, he tries to start a conversation with
you."
"Yeah..."
"And he inadvertently says something insulting."
"It was intentional!" Yokho ignored Akane.
"He didn't mean to insult you by it."
"Yeah..." Akane admitted.
"And so you point out what he said, he gets confused and says
something else..."
"Yeah..."
"Then you call him a jerk and he calls you a tomboy."
"No!  That's not it at all!  He..." Akane paused.
"Yeah?"
"He didn't call me a tomboy." Yokho looked at Akane.
"Are our fights really that predictable?" asked Akane.
"Yep." answered Yokho immediately.
"How embarrassing..." Akane looked depressed.
"Maybe you should make up with him" responded Yokho, eventually.
"And how would I do that?"
"Just say that you're sorry."
"No way!"
"Akane..."

**

"Ranma!" Genma's sounded startled.
"Yeah?"
"We just got a call from the police!  Akane's coming back!"  She
should be here in fifteen minutes!"
"Oh shit!" Ranma dumped the bongwater, put the bong in a cabinet, and
locked the cabinet shut.  He ran out to the kitchen.
"I already took care of it, Ranma." said Kasumi, smiling.
"Oh.  So that's everything?"
"Yep." answered Nabiki.
"So what'd you tell me for, old man?  I barely got baked!"
"Because there's something I want to ask you for."
"What?" asked Ranma, suspiciously.  Genma laughed.
"Boy, I'm about to take a bath, and..."
"Oh no you don't!"
"Son, you promised!  And it's your responsibility to your father, who
has been away from his wife for so long!"
"No way!  I'm not getting up as no..." Ranma didn't complete the
sentence before he was splashed with water."
"What'd you do that for?"
"You are my future son-in-law.  That you would refuse my friend's
request, while I let you sleep under my roof, is...inexcusable!"
Soun looked angry.  Ranma looked like he was about to say something,
but he knew when a fight was pointless.
"Well...ok, but this is the last time."  Ranma reluctantly followed
his father to the bathhouse.  His father quickly got into the bath.
Ranma hanged his clothes on a hook and stood naked in the corner of
the room.
Ranma always felt so uncomfortable when he did this.  Still, he knew
what to do.  Putting his hands behind his head, he shook his hips
lightly.  After a while he couldn't help but as a sarcastic "Ooh boy.
Pretty exciting, pop?" Ranma looked at his father.  While his father
wasn't responding, he was still staring at Ranma.  Disgusting.  Ranma
continued for another minute until he knew his job was done.  He then
reached for his clothes.
"Ranma, come here!"
"No way, you sick old man!"
"Ranma..." Ranma knew enough not to argue with that tone.  He walked
up to the side of the bath.  Soun took Ranma's breasts in hand and
began massaging them.  Ranma was mildly surprised by this, to say the
least.  It took him a while to get a response out.
"What are you getting out of this, anyways, you...pervert?!" asked
Ranma.  Soun didn't respond.  He coaxed Ranma into moving closer.
When Ranma was close enough, Soun put Ranma's left breast in mouth.
And began sucking.  Ranma raised his voice to complain, but stopped.

**

"Hey Ranma."
"Oh, hello Akane."  Ranma looked a bit flustered.  "I thought...I
thought you were staying at Yokho's for the night?"
"I was.  But...I changed my mind."
"You did?  Why?"
"Because...I wanted to say something."
"What?"
"I'm...well, about our argument over dinner."
"Oh...yeah.  What about it?"
"I'm sorry.  Sorry I got all mad at you...I know you weren't trying to
insult me." There was an uncomfortable pause before Ranma responded.
"I'm sorry too."
"Sorry?  What for?"
"Sorry if I hurt your feeling.  Even...even if I didn't mean it."
"Oh Ranma..."  Akane looked at Ranma.  He looked the same as he always
did, but somehow he looked so much better.  It took all the effort she
could muster just to avoid kissing him.

**

When I was a kid I half-believed this paranoid idea that everybody 
else possessed magical powers which they only used when I wasn't around.
I tried to capture that feeling with this fic.  Basically, I had a few odd 
ideas left over from a fanfic I abandoned (not "Sour Milk Sea.")  I then 
wrote a generic romantic plot to fit them into and added some other 
stuff in.  I find this/these fic/s entertaining, but I also find 
"Childhood's End" entertaining, so I guess my opinions are wrong.

I am so addicted to writing fanfics.  You don't understand.  I don't have 
the time.  I do it anway.  Oh well.  ^_^

Uhmmm...please tell me what you think.  Good or bad.  I'm interested 
either way.  

Jeff

****jdrutsch@ucdavis.edu***********************Jeff Rutsch************* 
"Ranma's not a boy...he's a girl!"
"Akane is MY fiancee!  You TOUCH her, and I'll KILL you!"
"Ranma, change back into a boy while I buy you some time."
"But if I seem to act unkind/it's only me, it's not my mind."
"Ranma [sic],/give your heart to Akane [sic]. /Soon,/right away."
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