Well... here it is. My lemon story. You have to read the
whole darn thing to get to it though. Lemme know if it is
too cheese.

-misa



A Lesson In Love
By Misa Price

SIDE STORY

        "Gee Ranma, here you are again after your little speech
about how much you hated being half-girl." Akane noted as she 
sat slowly eating a parfait at a small ice-cream parlor they
had seen on they way home from the park. Ranma had immediately
grabbed a nearby garden hose and switched over to his girl-form
and dragged Akane inside. As usual, he was eating a very fancy
girl-style ice-cream in the least feminine and gluttonus way
possible.
        Ranma grinned at her and said, "Hey, I gotta enjoy the
good parts while I still have a chance."
        Akane giggled and looked at her fiancee. For some
reason she still saw him/her as a boy... it was impossible for
her to think of him/her as a girl although SHE sat right in
front of him... she mused, "Hey Ranma, have you ever wondered
who SHE was...?"
        Ranma looked at her, surprised, and asked, "Um... she?"
        "Yeah," Akane continued, "You know, the girl who
drowned in the pond."
        "Not really," Ranma said, and then added, "But... now
that you mention it... I wonder what happened to her... it is
pretty hard to just fall in one of those shallow ponds and 
drown..."
        "Maybe we should go to the library sometime and see if
there is anything about drowned Chinese girls in Jusenkyo."
Akane said, gigling.
        Ranma got a serious look on her face and said, mimicing
the Chinese Guide, "VERY tragic story that one..."
        They both laughed.
        She reached a hand over and brushed the hair out of
Ranma's eyes, mentioning, "You know, you should really get some
semblance of a haircut."
        "Oh great," Ranma sighed and rolled her eyes, "Now that
she has finally got me, all she can do is try to change me!"
        Akane conked his forehead and sat back with a smile on
her face.
        "And besides..." Ranma leaned forward and whispered in
a conspirational tone, "I am too scared to cut it... I figure 
I am just going to enjoy it while I have it... you never know
if I am going to end up like Pop."
        "Oh stop being silly." Akane giggled.
        "This is nice you know," Ranma suddenly said, leaning
back in her chair.
        "What?"
        "Just... US. Not fighting. No one interrupting. It is
almost too good to be true," Ranma mused.
        Akane smiled and reached out to cover one of Ranma's
hands with her own. She said, softly, "It IS nice."
        Then she leaned back in her chair and added, "Though
I wouldn't expect it to always be this peaceful between us,
Ranma. You are still arrogant, and I am still a violent
tomboy."
        Ranma grinned at her and said, "Yeah. That IS true. And
you're so suspicious. And you NEVER listen to me."
        "Well... you can be like that yourself, you know..."
she said quietly.
        Ranma put his hand over hers and said, "Hey... Don't
get all serious on me. I didn't mean it like that. I mean, you
may be a violent tomboy... but you are MY violent tomboy."
        Akane smiled back at him, her eyes glowing, and said, 
"I don't think I am ever going to get tired of hearing that."
        "What, that you are a violent tomboy?" Ranma cracked.
        Akane reached over the table and slugged him saying,
"Oh you know what I mean, baka."
        Akane looked down at her watch and said, "C'mon, Ranma.
It is taking us forever to get home.
        Ranma looked up at her and said,  "Hmm? Oh yeah. 
Well... I am not in any hurry anyway."
        The stood and paid and then walked out of the shop. 
        "Why don't you want to go home," Akane asked.
        Ranma looked up at her and said, "Well, we just can't
be ALONE when all those people are around. If it isn't our 
dads, it is Mom checking to make sure I am manly enough, or
Nabiki trying to take pictures of me in the nude..."
        Ranma sighed.
        "Ranma-- I am sorry about Dad and Nabiki," Akane said,
reaching down to take Ranma's hand in her own.
        Ranma shrugged and said, "They are no worse than my
Mom and Pop. We just have to deal with it. But..." She looked
up at Akane and smiled, adding, "It has been a great day...
just the two of us..."
        Akane nodded and the two of them finally arrived at 
the doors of the Dojo.
        "Well," Akane said, "Here we go."
        They walked up to the house and went inside. Even
though the two of them felt as if the world had changed,
everything in the dojo was exactly as it had been before.
Nabiki was propped up against some pillows watching T.V., 
Happosai was ironing underwear, Nadoka and Kasumi were 
mending clothing and chatting, and Soun and Genma-Panda were
playing Go. The Panda held up a sign that said, "Welcome 
back," and as he stared at Akane and Ranma, Soun frantically
moved pieces to different locations on the board.
        Akane and Ranma shrugged at the lack of notice upon
their entry and headed upstairs. Ranma jerked her thumb towards
the bathroom and said, "I'm gonna go change back, I will be
right back."
        Akane nodded and opened the door to her room. She put
on one of her nightgowns and  sat down on her bed, the events of the day
still swirling through her head. She laid back and
looked up at an upside-down picture of all of them at the
beach, Shampoo and Ukyou attached to each of Ranma's sides,
and Akane standing off to the side.
        She had kept looking at that picture over and over for
the past few months, jealousy eating at her. But now she knew
the truth. She had never been on the side. Ranma had always 
cared.
        She smiled and closed her eyes.
        She must have fallen asleep because the moon was
shining through the window where it had been absent what 
seemed like moments before. And her room was dark. What had
happened to Ranma?
        She sat up and started to get up when she noticed 
Ranma at her desk, his head pillowed on his arms, snoring
softly. She went over and stroked his back, loving him so much
it filled her with almost an anxious feeling. She noticed
that he was now only dressed in his tank-top and boxers and looked a bit
cold. She shook him a couple of times, no
response.
        "This is never going to work," She thought. "The guy
sleeps like a brick."
        But she wondered. She leaned forward and whispered
softly in his ear, "Ranma. Wake up. It's me, Akane."
        And he stirred, sitting up and rubbing his face. He
looked at her with sleepy grey-blue eyes and said, "Mmm...
Akane?"
        Akane sat back down on the bed, amazed. She didn't 
think it was possible to wake Ranma up when he was asleep.
She smiled at him and said, "Wow... I woke you up just by
whispering in your ear. Usually it takes no less than bashing
you over the head or throwing you in the pond."
        "You did? Wow." Even Ranma was surprised.
        "So why didn't you wake me up?" Akane asked.
        Ranma blushed, the red of his cheeks showing in
the moonlight, and said quietly, "You just looked so... pretty
when you were asleep."
        "Really?" she asked, surprised.
        Ranma nodded.
        "C'mere," she said, scooting back under the covers and
scooting close to the wall to make room for Ranma.
        Ranma flushed and said, "You are kidding, right?"
        "Nope," Akane grinned, "You look cold, but I want to
talk to you some more, so come here."
        Ranma slowly pushed himself away from the desk and 
stood up, hesitantly walking over to Akane and setting himself
down on the bed, facing away from Akane.
        Akane giggled and sat up putting her arms around his
back and clasping them across his chest. She rested her chin
on her shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Come on, Ranma, I
don't bite."
        Ranma felt like he was going to explode, he felt like
running, but the feeling of her breasts against his back and
her warm breath tickling his ear beckoned him to say.
        Finally he leaned back into the bed and pulled the 
covers up over them. Akane snuggled up against him and said,
"Now, was that so bad?"
        Ranma was sweating he was so nervous. Kisses and
holding hands were NOTHING compared to this. He had NO idea
what to do or where to begin, but he was getting EXTREMELY
aroused from her warm body pressed up against him.
        He managed to get out, "A...Akane.. I ... uh, um, well
I don't think this is a good idea."
        "What isn't a good idea?" she asked, sitting up.
        The moonlight streamed in from the window and 
highlighted her form, the soft shape of her breast was hinted through her
lightweight nightgown, as were two dark circles
that could only be... Ranma took a big gulp.
        He sat up too and said, "Uh, Akane... guys get, well,
um, easily turned on by this kind of stuff."
        Akane leaned back against the wall and looked at him
curiously, asking, "REALLY?"
        Ranma nodded and added, "I am so turned on right now
I... I just don't want to put you in that situation. I mean,
this is all pretty new to us... and... I mean."
        "Ranma..." Akane said, looking down and picking at the
bedsheets, "I...um.... guess I really don't understand... I 
mean... I don't know all that much about guys. I never even
talked to any, I was too busy beating them up, before you
came here..."
        Ranma gulped again and said, "I...I.. don't think -I'm-
the person who should explain it to you... I mean, I have about
as much experience as you do..."
        "Which is none?" Akane asked, looking up, a small grin
on her face.
        Ranma chuckled and said, "Yeah. Pretty much."
        The small laugh broke the tension a little, and Ranma
reached out and grabbed Akane's hand.
        "What are you doing?" she asked, noticing he wasn't
grabbing it just to hold it.
        "Promise you won't freak out?" Ranma asked her, his 
eyes serious.
        Akane nodded but asked, "Why though?"
        Ranma said, "Remember that first day I came and you
saw me in the bathroom? I mean, you saw that part of me?"
        Akane nodded slowly again.
        Ranma continued, "Well... remember how it just sorta
hung there? Well, feel it now..."
        And he placed her hand on himself.
        Ranma's eyes closed and he took in a deep breath, the
feeling of her warm hand on his manhood made him even stiffer
than before, and goosebumps broke out all over his body.
        Akane's eyes on the other hand, widened. She felt the
firm object in his shorts and wondered, "That is THAT thing
I saw? The way he feels about me makes him like this...?"
        She experimentally moved her hand along the length,
wondering at how large and thick and hard it was. She jerked
her hand back when she heard Ranma take in a sharp breath.
        "I'm sorry!" Akane gasped.
        "Sorry for what?" Ranma asked, breathing deeply, his
eyes half open, and added, "That felt so good you wouldn't
believe it."
        Akane pulled at the bedsheets again nervously and
asked, "Is that what you put... inside me?"
        The thought of being inside Akane made Ranma's manhood
jump excitedly. He groaned and nodded, leaning forward to
kiss Akane, his inhibitions put aside. He ran his hands up and
down her back as he kissed her deeply, his tounge flickering
in and out of her mouth.
        Akane let herself be drawn into the kiss, and in a few
moments down onto the bed. She was surprised when Ranma reached
up and slowly began to stroke her breasts, and she felt her
small brown nipples grow hard. She gasped, the sensation taking
over her whole body, and suddenly...
        "Ranma, stop!" she cried.
        "Hmm...? What? Did I do something wrong...?" Ranma
asked, suprised and upset by her sudden withdrawl.
        "I..." she blushed, "I'm feeling really weird."
        "Like what?" Ranma asked, his hands creeping back to
stroke her sides, unable to stop touching her, he was too 
aroused.
        She stumbled over the words but managed to say, "I feel
almost.... sick... and all this pressure... and wetness down
there," here she vaguely indicated her lower regions.
        Ranma smiled a crafty grin and said, "Akane, that is
how it is supposed to feel."
        "Really?" Akane said, shocked.
        Ranma nodded, elated that she was wet for him her first
time, and began to kiss her again, trying to nurse those 
emotions and coax her into inhibition.
        Ranma crept his hands under her nightgown, cupping her
breasts and circling this thumbs on her nipples. She groaned
and reached out to take off Ranma's tank top.
        He pulled it off and laid back down, Akane sitting 
slighly above him, stroking his chest with her hands.
She smiled and said, "You have such a nice chest, Ranma."
        "Not half as nice as yours," he growled, rolling her
over and pulling off her nightgown. Akane was amazed to see
his dark head lower and take one of her nipples into his mouth.
Akane groaned, feeling herself grow wetter and wetter down at
that place she couldn't even name out loud.
        She reached between their two bodies to grab his penis.
She started to slowly lower his shorts, curious as to what
his manhood looked like when it was hard like this.
        Ranma felt her investigations and regretfully
reliqished her breasts. He sat back and pulled off the boxer
shorts. Akane stared.
        "You... want to... put... THAT... in ME?" she asked.
        Ranma nodded, his manhood moving a bit as he paused to
take in the sight of Akane laying spread out on the bed, her
breasts bared and glowing from his kisses, the nipples standing
firmly up.
        "It... moved!" Akane gasped.
        Ranma chucked at her amazement and moved it again.
        Akane reached forward to hesitantly touch it, her 
fingers strking the length, and said, "That's pretty cool!"
        Ranma just moaned.
        Akane began to move her hands again and then heard
Ranma mutter something.
        "What?" she asked.
        "Faster." Ranma said, a little louder this time. Then
he clarified, "Your hand.... move it faster. It feels... so
good..."
        Akane moved her hand on him faster, and Ranma just 
shut his eyes and groand. He felt himself rushing towards an
orgasm, unable to control it when this was all so new to him.
        Ranma forced himself to tell her to stop, and began to
kiss her again... then he started to remove her underwear.
She blushed, knowing that they were damp, but put her knees
up so that it would be easier for him to take them off.
        Ranma carefully began to kiss her again, slowly moving
his hand down to her warm flower, not wanting to scare her.
Her smooth thigh rubbed against his manhood, and it began to
throb. He stroked the delicate skin in her pubic area, coaxing
her to open her legs.
        After a few minutes she groaned and parted them, and 
Ranma carefully parted her petals with his fingers, clumsily
searching for the parts he had heard gossiped about so many
times among the guys. Suddenly, his finger found a small bud,
and, when he just grazed it with his fingers, she jumped and
his hand was suddenly covered with more wetness. He followed
the wetness to its source and slowly slipped a finger there,
slowly moving it in and out while still rotating on the bud
with his thumb.
        Akane incoherently moved on the bed, gasping at the
movment of his hands, and Ranma just enjoyed the uninhibited
site of Akane in exctasy. He needed to be inside of her.
        He stopped the movment of his fingers and rolled on
top of Akane, kissing her passionately, ending her cries at
the removal of his hands. 
        She was beautiful and extremly aroused... and she was
his.
        Ranma parted her legs and carefully positioned himself
at her opening. He said, softly, "Akane, do you want this."
        Akane moved against him, her hips thrusting the tip
of him into her openig, the unconcious movment made her open
her eyes and look up at Ranma positioned over her.
        She couldn't believe that there could be a more erotic
site than Ranma sitting above her naked body, with THAT part
of him lowered to her opening as he lay between her legs.
        Akane suddenly made a decision and put her knees up
along his sides. Then, she wrapped her legs around him and
pushed him deep inside of her.
        Ranma, shocked, caught himself just before he fell
on top of her, on hand on each side of her face. Her eyes were
closed tightly, and her fists clenched.
        "Ouch." she said quietly.
        "Akane... you silly. You were supposed to take it slow.
They say... that it hurts for girls the frist time. Are you
OK?" he said, lifting one hand to stroke away a small tear that
trickled from her eye.
        Finally, she nodded. Her eyes opened a bit and she
asked, reaching up to touch his face, and said, "It better get
MUCH better than this or there is no way I'm ever going to
do this again."
        Ranma grinned and leaned down to kiss her again, trying
to rekindle the arousal she had before her hymen was broken.
Soon, Ranma began to feel himself growing harder again and her
body relaxes and began to move sinuously again.
        Ranma began to move in and out of her, trying not to
cause her any more pain, but frustrated... she was so slick and
so tight.... he wanted to just start slamming down into her,
enjoying her tightness and warmth.
        Suddenly, he heard Akane mutter something.
        "What?" he groaned.
        He heard it clearly this time.
        "FASTER!"
        He was only too happy to comply.
        Akane grabbed his hips and helped him to move deeper
into her, enjoying every thrust. She felt a strange warmth
overwhelming her, buliding up inside slowly and buliding to
a pressure that she couldn't control. Suddenly, she felt 
herself explode, and the room went dark for a few moments,
all she could see was stars.
        She cried out, "Ranma!"
        Ranma felt her orgasm, unable to believe that he had
been able to bring her there considering it was the first time
either had made love. She tightened around him and he felt
that welcome pressure squeezing him. He tried to keep from
shouting as he suddenly flooded into her.
        "Oh... Akane... uhhhhhhh!" he cried as he came.
        The collapsed to the bed together and Ranma turned
them onto their sides, holding Akane close.
        Akane was still breathing deeply, her head buried
in his chest. He held her tightly, this little tomboy who
was the center of his world and had just brought him such
pleasure. He had to ask though...
        "Akane, was it... um... O.K.?"
        Akane's giggle was muffled by his chest, and then
she scooted up to look him in the face and kiss him.
        "Ranma...." she said softly.
        "Ummm... yeah ?" he blushed.
        "That was wonderful."
        Ranma grinned and pulled her close to kiss her once.
Then he said, "Akane... I love you...."
        Akane smiled and nodded, saying, "I know, Ranma."
        Then she was silent.
        "AND?!" Ranma asked, pensively.
        Akane smiled again and said, "I love you too."
        Ranma sighed in relief and settled down with her pulled
up close to him. Akane an he laid there for several minutes 
before Akane finally made him go back to his room so that they
would not be "caught" by their somewhat over-zealous relatives.
Before they parted, Ranma caught her hand and looked into her
eyes.
        "What is it?" she asked, surprised at how serious he
looked.
        "I just.... wanted to... tell you that you are 
beautiful, Akane, every part of you. And I am sorry for all
those times when I..." Ranma began.
        Akane silenced him with one finger pressed to his lips.
Then she reached up and kissed him and said, "Shh. I know. It's
time for bed, and all that is behind us now. I love you."
        She kissed him goodnight.
        Ranma, slightly baffled, enjoyed the kiss and watched
Akane return to her room, closing the door behind her.
        Ranma stood there for a second before saying, in a loud
whisper, "Ya-----taaaaa!!"* And went off to bed with a smile
on his face.

End Side Story



        

* "YES!" or "Alll-RIGHT!"
                

Marisa Price
marisa@gladstone.uoregon.edu
Anime Page!!! includes my Ranma and MI picture pages!!
http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~marisa/
Mermaid Saga Web Page!!
http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~marisa/mermaid.html
Member of COR and UDIC.
Anime otaku forever! Medieval Studies and English major.