After reading the original story Ranma 1/2: A Real Man by 
Doughboy and recently, the excellent parody by Thomas Schauser 
Ranma 1/2: A Real Woman, I've decided to make my own contribution to this
idea. I hope you enjoy it.

"The Secret of Morality is First Living a Lie Worth Regretting"
- Anonymous

"RANMA 1/2: A REAL MAN II: CONSEQUENCES"

(A Ranma 1/2 Lemon Fanfic)

>From the Desk of Megane 6.7

This is a work of Fiction.  All Characters and Landmarks are the 
property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan Video, Kitty 
Films, Viz Video, Shonen Sunday, and anyone else who legally 
owns the rights.  

I also acknowledge that this work is based off the original parody 
Ranma 1/2: A Real Man written by Doughboy and that I did not 
come up with the original concept.  I also make references to 
Thomas Schauser�s parody of Doughboy�s parody �Ranma 1/2:
A Real Woman.

Warning:  This fanfic, if it were a movie, would probably be rated R not X.
 It contains suggestions, hints and brief descriptions of sexual activity
but nothing hard core.  If such material offends you, feel free to delete
this from your files. Otherwise, enjoy.  It�s just a parody after all.

In addition, It helps to have read both A Real Man and A Real Woman before
reading this fanfic otherwise you might get confused.  Again you might not
but just in case, I recomend it.

THE TENDO DOUJOU	
11:45 P.M.
	
	Ranma Saotome lay on the roof of the Tendo Doujou with his 
hands behind his head.  It was a beautiful night and the full moon was in
perfect view.  Ranma had given up trying to sleep an hour ago and 
was now content to stargaze until he fell tired.  Lost in thought, 
Ranma recalled the past events that had lead up to now....
 	

*	*	*
	
	It had been two weeks since the night I finally told Akane 
that I loved her.  Two weeks since I promised to myself that I didn't 
need to have meaningless encounters with girls I never truely loved anyway.
 Unfortunately this had proven most difficult for two reasons....

	First there was the matter of telling the girls I went to 
most frequently that I was no longer available....

	Kasumi was the easiest.  She didn't seem to mind one 
way or the other whether I came to her for pleasure or not. I felt guilty
for all the pleasure she had given to me without question or regrets but
when she offered to please me one last time, I refused, not 
wanting to see her mindless stare again for anything.

	Ukyou was also not that bothered, since she never initiated 
lovemaking between us anyway, but she did ask why and at the time I
realized I couldn't just blurt out "I'm in love with Akane so I can't make
love to you anymore."  That's always been a problem for me.  
I usually say or do something before I really think it through and 
by then it's too late.  So I told her I needed to recharge the batteries 
or some lame excuse like that, she believed me and I managed to 
escape without any injuries.

	Unfortunately, that's where the promise ended.  When I 
told Nabiki that I planned to marry Akane someday and that I 
wasn't available for cheap thrills anymore, Nabiki told me that while she
was happy that Akane and I had admitted our feelings for each other, 
she had NO intention of losing her favorite boy toy, mainly me.  
My protests were greeted by a massive collection of my various sexual
exploits, all captured on film, tape recorder, and video camera.  All 
ready to be distributed throughout Nermia in an instant.  

	So with a heavy heart, I renounced my promise to Akane and slept with
Nabiki twice that night in Akane's bed, my only comfort is I got to use
Nabiki's back door, releasing a little of my frustration and anger at her
blackmailing me.  Unfortunately she enjoyed it more than I did.

	Then there was Shampoo.  What the hell was I thinking?  To 
tell Shampoo that I couldn't choose her after she had performed 
virtually every sexual act ever created by humanity on me and I on her was
just plain stupid.  Not to mention Shampoo HATES Akane and would 
kill her if she knew the truth. 
	 
	So when I came to the Nekohanten, I ended up lying on the 
floor while Shampoo did incredible and illegal things to my lower 
anatomy with various parts of her body.  When she was ready for 
me to take over, I considered telling her that my father was forcing 
me into marrying Akane, that I had absolutely no choice in the 
matter and beg her not to kill me or Akane since neither of us wants 
anything to do with each other but we can't disgrace our families.  
It�s a matter of Honor!  Tell her it was a matter of honor!  She's 
an amazon!  She'd understand that!  I reasoned with myself.

	But I didn't say a word.  I just grabbed Shampoo and gave 
her what she gave me twice over.  Then I went home and came back the next
night and we did it all over again....and the next night....and the
next....  

	Why you may ask did I not say anything?  Why did I chicken out and
continue to be with Shampoo when I'm supposed to be a real man now?  I
discovered that while the mind was willing, the flesh was weak, which
brings me to my second reason for not keeping my promise....
	
	I was completely addicted to sex.

	Going without it proved most difficult.  I had thought I 
could use Mr. Hand to substitute until I married Akane but quickly 
discovered that Mr. Hand was a VERY lousy substitute for the real 
thing, especially considering the number of women I've had.  Part 
of me was relieved that Nabiki was blackmailing me into continuing 
our affair.  Shampoo was the final nail in the coffin though.  I 
NEEDED sex.  Soon after my promise to Akane, I started remembering all my
one night stands since coming to Nermia....Hinako....Kasumi.... Azuza....

	Yeah, that's right, Azuza.  You probably want to know how 
THAT came around huh?  Well it happened shortly after our battle 
at the ice rink.  Azuza still wanted her Charlotte, her pet name for 
P-Chan, and had managed to kidnap him and bring him back to her 
house.  I wouldn't have cared less about it but Akane was crying over 
the disappearance of the little runt so I knew I had to get him back.

	When I snuck into her home, sex was the last thing on my 
mind, especially after I saw her room....talk about a toy store from 
HELL!  I just wanted to find Ryouga and get the hell out of there 
when Azuza walked into her room, dressed in some silky pink 
lingerie and looking quite surprised by my arrival.  I demanded to 
know where P-Chan was and Azuza got a little smile on her face and 
said she would be willing to give him up....but only if she got to 
sleep with me.

	It turns out ever since the skating match, when Azuza had 
grabbed and kissed me in order to give Mikado a chance to attempt 
his dreaded kiss attack on Akane, she had been thinking about me 
and wondering what it would be like to....you know.

	My first reaction was to forget about P-Chan and run like 
hell, but steel bars and electric force fields suddenly appearing 
in front of the door and windows effectively killed that idea.  Then I 
found myself staring at Azuza's chest, mainly because she choose 
that moment to leap onto me and knocked me down on her bed.  
For the first time I noticed that she was built fairly well, The 
sensation of silk rubbing against me and the sweet kiss she placed 
on my lips, I found myself growing excited and before I knew it we 
were flat out doing it, in a pink room full of stuffed toys and 
animals locked in cages, It was one of the weirdest experiences I ever went
through....and also one of the best, to my surprise, Azuza was very
passionate and very skilled and she kept me going the entire night, without
having to use a special potion at all, eat your heart out Shampoo!   

	Unfortunately what would have definitely been an intense physical
relationship never came to pass when I returned a few nights later for an
encore.  I was flatly refused and shut out.  Apparently I was only one of
many secret admirers, I got really mad at her and never returned, though I
still admit she was really good and I did get P-Chan back.

	I even started fantasizing about Kodachi, which scared me 
since she had been one of the few beautiful girls I had not slept with
since I came to Nermia.

	It wasn't because she was unattractive.  Her athletic body was firm, tight
and alluring.  It also wasn't her choice of tools since I could think of
many creative and interesting ways to use that ribbon of hers for a lot
more than a mere weapon....       

	It was....the LAUGH.

	That laugh....that horrible laugh....I would instantly shink like a
frightened turtle whenever I heard that laugh.  It was the ultimate turn
off, even more so than Kasumi's mindless expression, and I have since
avoided her whenever possible....
	
	Until today....

	During school, she had come into my class, trying to force feed me some
freshly baked cookies again.  I avoided her as usual until I noticed that
she wasn't saying anything.  She brought out a piece of paper and wrote on
it, telling me she had developed laryngitis and that while she couldn't
speak a syllable without great pain in her throat, she had brought me her
cookies to prevent Akane from doing the exact same thing.  

	Evidently, Akane and Kodachi's cooking class were on the same day, at the
same time and they cooked the same things since they were constantly
competing with each other to serve me the best meal.  Some guys would have
been real macho at having two beautiful girls fighting over them like that
but to me it was anything but ego-boosting.

	Akane's cookies, as usual, looked like a subsitute for coal.  On the other
hand, Kodachi's cookies, while appitizing, was most certainly laced with
some type of sleeping or paralysis solution, thus making them hazardous
indeed.

	But the cookies had barely registered in my mind as I suddenly realized
what Kodachi had just said and what it could lead to....

	Laryngitis + Kodachi - Laugh from Hell = JACKPOT!

	This was my big chance!  Without her laugh freezing me up, I was ready to
rock!  I asked how long she would be stuck with her condition and she wrote
two days on the paper.  Akane wondered at the time why I seemed so eager to
know and I told her in private I wouldn't have to listen to her laugh,
which was in a sense the truth.  I couldn't wait until the school day was
over....

	Which brings me to the present.  I had woken up early 
tonight to travel over to the Kunou Residence and make my play
for Kodachi but ended up having second thoughts and tried to go back to
sleep.  That soon proved useless as wild visions of Kodachi oozed into my
mind and stayed put.  So I climbed up to the roof to think things over.  I
had broken my promise to Akane physically, but I could argue that I had no
choice, that I was protecting Akane by continuing to sleep with Shampoo and
Nabiki.  

	But if I went after Kodachi, I would only be inviting trouble, it wouldn�t
be to protect anyone.  It would be for me.  I would be satisfying my needs
at the expense of Kodachi and Akane�s feelings.  It would be a most UNMANLY
act.

	I crawled over to the edge of the roof and looked down at 
Akane�s bedroom window.  I love you Akane Tendo, and yet I�ve
gotten myself in so deep, I don�t know if love is enough to pull me
back out.  Maybe I should elope with her, just rush into my room, 
pack my stuff, get Akane to do the same and leave town.  That 
way I could avoid all my troubles and be with the girl I loved....

	But even as I thought it, I knew I would never act on it.
Pop would have left weeks ago if he were in that situation but I�ll
damned if I run away from my problems like him,  One way or 
another I was going to fix things, the way a real man should....

	With my vow, I decided to go back to my room and try
to think about anything other than a certain rhythmic gymnast.  I was about
to slip into the house when I heard a low moan coming from Akane�s bedroom
window.  I froze in place.  I knew that moan well, had heard it from
countless women I'd been with, Akane made the same sound now.

	I figured Akane must be taking care of herself, the thought 
instantly made me hard enough to drive nails.  Before I knew it I found
myself crawling up the outside of the house, just above her bedroom window.
 I paused for a moment, wondering if I should look or not and then I
lowered my head, quietly looking into Akane�s bedroom window.

	My heart got caught in my throat.  I found myself unable 
to breathe, I deflated faster than a hot air balloon with a hole the size
of a garage door.  I felt the blood drain from my face and my eyes must
have been covering my entire face, they were so wide with shock at what
they saw....

	I saw Akane, my fiancee, my one true love....flat on her back with her
legs wrapped around the waist....of *my* own father....

	I hung there, below her window, in shock and disbelief at 
what I was seeing.  My old man was piledriving like a jackhammer and she
was loving every single second of it, judging by the expression on her face
and her gasps of ecstasy.

	It was too much.  I felt my head beginning to throb and 
my fingers slipped, causing me to crash to the ground in a heap....


*	*	*

	Akane gasped again as she felt herself release for a third 
time.  Genma had turned out to be every bit the wild horse she assumed
Ranma would be.  She still felt a twinge of regret at having Genma betray
his wife like this but any lingering doubt was soon washed away in a flood
of raw passion as she arched her back to take all of him in....

	CRASH!!!

	Akane�s eyes flew open and she and Genma stopped their wild gyrations
immediately and stared with fear at the window.

	�Y...You don�t think....�  Genma�s voice was trembling 
with fear at the thought of discovery.

	Akane quickly made her way to the window, opened it and looked down.  She
couldn't see anything because it was so dark.

	�Genma, hand me a flashlight!�  Akane quickly asked.

	Genma went to the closet and rummaged through it briefly until he found
one.  He turned it on and shone the light down through the window.  Akane
leaned closer to get a better look as the light revealed....

	Nothing.

	Genma turned off the flashlight and shut the window 
again. �Maybe we should call it a night.�  he nervously suggested.  
�If someone is or was watching us....�

	�I don�t think so, but maybe we should cut it short�  Genma 
winced.  �I was talking about us silly!�  Akane gave Genma a 
playful kiss on his nose before reaching over to pick up her robe.
After putting it back on, she sat on Genma�s lap and wrapped her arms
around his neck.

	�It was wonderful Genma-Chan.  I hope we can do it again 
soon.�  Akane said with a smile on her face.

	�I...I liked it as well...Akane.....but I don�t know if....�  
Genma faltered.

	�Don�t worry about Ranma.  Nobody has to know.  It�ll  
be between you and me.�  Akane said reassuringly.  Same time 
tomorrow?  she added in a cute voice.

	�O....okay.  T..Thank you Akane.....�  Genma blushed as
he quickly dressed.

	Akane gave him one final kiss before he walked to the door.
Carefully listening to make sure no one was outside, Genma opened
the door and walked through, closing it behind him silently.  
Akane lay back on her bed and stretched out, sighing lightly.

	�I sure hope no one was watching us....Hmmm....I wonder 
if Sasuke is spying on me again.  Maybe I should find him and....
nah...he�s good but he finishes too quick, besides one partner a night is
enough for me.

	Akane pulled the covers over her and soon fell into blissful
slumber, unaware of the repercussions of her actions and what was 
yet to come....

	The End....For Now.

	There you have it.  I wrote this out of pure boredom and the 
desire to see this type of story-oriented lemon continue.  People complain
that most lemons have no story and ruin the Ranma 1/2 experience.  I hope
this helps prove them wrong.  

	Please don�t flame me with comments like �You suck and You�re the scum of
society�  If you don�t like lemons, DON�T READ THEM!  On the other hand, if
you have comments that give positive and negative feedback to help me write
better stories, both hentai and non-hentai, let me know.  Keep in mind this
is my first *lemon* fanfic so don't be too brutal.

	I tried not to be too graphic for the mailing list, avoiding swear words
and trying to be more suggestive rather than blunt about what was
happening.  For those who wanted more hardcore action, The orignal uncut
version of this story will be availible someday on a website....maybe. 
	
	Thomas Schauser mentioned in "Real Woman" that a scene between Genma and
Akane was too obscene...WHY?  Happosai and Akane....THAT'S OBSCENE!!! 
Genma-Panda and Akane....THAT'S EVEN WORSE!!  Ryuunosuke and
Akane....THAT'S....hmmm....

	Uh, never mind about that!  Seriously though, Akane making love to Genma
is no different than Akane making love to Dr. Tofu and a lot less twisted
than making love to....ugh....old lech Happosai!  

	Next thing you know we'll have *Cologne* with Ranma!  Now there's a
pleasant thought....oh by the way, Ranma's other school friend is named
Hiroshi.  Hope that helps Thomas! :)    		

	Blatant Plug: Check out my other Non-Lemon fanfic 
�Wishing Under the Same Star�  Part 3 coming soon!  

	I'm also considering writing a sequel to Aftermath, after I get some
feedback.  Look for Ranma 1/2: A Real Man III: When the Walls Fell

	
	*BONUS* 	 				   
	
	
	I seem to have some extra space so for those who missed it, here once
again is a beta version of the prologue to my upcoming series "Ryouga: The
Eternally Lost Boy" which takes place after the conclusion of the Ranma 1/2
Manga Series and has Ryouga Hibiki wandering the globe, searching for
himself.  Enjoy!

	It was a cold night, cold and bitter, filled with the bittersweet memories
of a once semi-happy existence.  In some way, I took comfort in that as I
plunged on ahead, I had lost the only person I ever truly cared for, but I
had never had her in the first place.  Only as her beloved P-Chan did Akane
ever show any true love for me.  Never as a man, just warmth and
friendship....

	Now I didn't even have that anymore.  I had burned my bridges behind me
and instinctively knew I would never be held in her soft embrace ever
again.  For she had given her sweet heart to the man that was responsible
for all of his suffering, all of his hardships, all of his loneliness. 
"WHY?"  I screamed to the heavens.  "Why did she have to choose HIM of all
people!"  "Why did he have to be alone for the rest of his life?"  

	I had tried to be a good person, ever since my mother and father wandered
off, leaving me alone in the world, I had tried so damn hard to make
something of myself, to carry on my father's doujou and make him proud,
wherever he was.  

	But then Ranma came along, I had abandoned my dream temporarily and had
chased Ranma all over Japan.  Then, just when I was ready to give up and
resume my previous training, Ranma dropped me into the pool of the drowned
pig at Jyusenkuo.  The drowned pig.  Why couldn't he have at least dropped
me into a pool with the sprit of a lion or a tiger, both animals that could
scare the living crap out of Ranma and fight very well, instead of this
pathetic, weak, piglet!  So what if I was cute as a pig!  It didn't matter
any more!  Nothing mattered any more!  Akane was going to marry Ranma
someday and that was that.  On top of that, Akari had found out about me
sleeping with Akane as P-Chan, again thanks to Ranma's big mouth.  She
hadn't told Akane, thank god, but she refused to have anything more to do
with me.  Which in the end suited me just fine!  I'm sure I would have
broken her heart eventually.

	My heart had lifted briefly when the wedding of Ranma and Akane turned out
to be a disaster, thanks to Nabiki selling them out.  But even though they
weren't married yet, I knew deep down that it was only a matter of time.  I
had looked into Akane's eyes and seen the love, reluctant to show itself,
for Ranma.  Saw it as P-Chan.  As Akane held me as P-Chan and finally
confided to me her feelings for him.  The day my heart shattered into a
billion pieces.

	Soon after that, I left Akane's room, turned myself back into a man,
walked out the front door....and just kept on walking.  I walked for
thirteen days without sleep, food or drink.  But I was okay, I had done it
many times before and traveling all over the world had given me superhuman
endurance.  When I finally did stop to take a rest, I had no idea where I
was, which suited me just fine.... 

	I didn't know what I was going to do or where I was going to do it but
what I did know is that whatever it would turn out to be, it would have to
be better than the suffering I've already endured....

	Little did I know, my journey had already begun....

How's that for a start?  ;)