Neko Love 5. Director Nabiki
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Disclaimer: I dont own Ranma. Authors Note: Thanks for the reviews. Especially you ChaosHavoc! I am THE bitch of cliffhangers....
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Chapter 5
The world for Ranma was now spinning horribly out of control. Akane was dragging him to a Nabiki doom. He couldnt believe Akane was actually letting this happen.
*What is so horrible on that tape?* He wondered. *What if I have to kiss Akane? I dont want to be forced to kiss her. I cant show my true feelings to her, shell just reject me.*
Akane wasnt thinking about what she and Ranma would have to do. She just wanted to make Ranma as uncomfortable as possible. *If Im such an uncute gorilla built tomboy then it will be pure torture to have to pose with me.*
So are you ready to make the replacement film? Nabiki asked as the pair entered her room.
Its not perverted? Akane asked.
It depends on how you define perverted. Nabiki smiled evilly. Theres no kissing or intimate touching if thats what youre worried about.
Do I have to do this? Ranma-Chan moaned from the floor. I never agreed.
Would you like me to release the TRUE pictures of last night? Nabiki said.
You have pictures? Akane snapped.
Its my back up, this new film should give me 4 times more revenue. Nabiki shrugged patting her video recorder.
Okay so what do we have to do? Akane asked crossing her arms, letting Ranma-Chan free on the floor.
Well first pick your outfits. Nabiki said. If you want to Akane I have a wig to keep you incognito. *Dont want anyone thinking Im an corrupt an insensitive big sister.*
Outfits? Ranma whined.
For that comment youre going to get the bunny outfit. Nabiki said. The white lingerie and ears were dumped in Ranmas lap and Akane was given light blue outfit with a pink wig. They disappeared into different rooms to change.
Akane emerged blushing as she walked. This dress squeaks! Akane gasped as she felt the plastic material of the dress.
At least youve got more material! Ranma said as he tried to hide his barely covered chest. He was avoiding looking at Akane just in case she thought he was being a pervert.
Stop being such babies. Nabiki said. We have a tight schedule to run if we want this done before dinner.
Why? Akane asked as she tried on the wig.
Because the fiancées dont barge in till dinner time. Nabiki explained. If we get this done now then we have a good chance to get this short film finished.
So what do we have to do. Akane growled, she didnt like the dress it was too tight and had pushed her chest up till it was almost under her chin.
Ranma lie down on the bed. Nabiki pulled away a room divider. It revealed her studio she had set up. It looked like a doctors examination table.
Before I forget Akane heres your cap. Nabiki placed a small nurses cap in the same material and colour on Akanes head.
Im a nurse? Akane cried.
What kind of film is this? Ranma-Chan glanced at Akane to look at her. She couldnt look away.
Eep. She squeaked as Akane caught her glance.
PERVERT! Akane snapped. Nabiki came in between them.
Now, now children. She cooed. Get used to your outfits because you two are going to be very close.
How close? Akane snarled.
As close as a patient and nurse can get without it being too perverted. Nabiki explained. Now get on the bed bunny.... Thats you Ranma.
Huh? Ranma grunted as she slid along to the bed. Akane was watching her movements carefully.
Now I know how bad it is for either of you to keep your mouths shut. Nabiki said.
HEY Both of them yelled.
So Ive decided to switch off the mic. Nabiki continued. Just say whatever you like so long as you act like youre enjoying yourselves.
Enjoy myself with that pervert?
With that uncute tomboy?
Nabiki sighed. *Never an original insult between them.* Look, just lie down Ranma and well begin.
Ranma groaned and laid on the soft table. Akane came up behind not sure what to do.
Now Im the director so listen and do what I say.
Akane nodded as she scratched the wig. She was glad of the disguise, it was embarrassing without the added recognition she would get. She knew from experience how a change of hair colour could fool the typical Nermia population.
Take the massage oil and give Ranma a good rub down.
That sounds perverted. Akane growled.
Shell crush me with those gorilla hands of hers. Ranma protested.
You think so?! Akane cried. She squirted some oil on her hands and slapped Ranmas exposed back.
Ahhh!! COLD! Ranma squealed.
Nabiki smiled to herself glad of her foresight into switching off the microphone. Akane hands worked into Ranmas muscles, there was a crunch as a bone popped in his back.
Ranma look like youre enjoying yourself! Nabiki scolded. Ranma gave a thin smile but stopped as he heard a sickening CRUNCH! Akane continued her assault on Ranmas back. Her hands moving across his smooth skin. She tried not to think about how nice his skin was. He was a she at the moment and it wasnt right. She kept her movements tight and sharp. She didnt understand how she could be so nervous about touching him this way.
*Its only a massage.* She thought as she slowed down slightly smoothing over the pale skin. *Its not like hed ever let me do this any other time. I should just enjoy it as Nabiki keeps yelling.*
Ranma was still wincing as Akanes clumsy movements caused him pain. Then she started smoothing her skin and Ranma tried not to sigh. It was nice what she was doing. Even if it was rough and unsure. *Why cant she do this every time I have a bad fight? Most of them have been after I save HER ass.*
Nabiki smirked. This was more like it, both of them absorbed in each other. Repressing what they long to say. You could see it in their faces, trying not to gasp and groan in pleasure. It was like a strange fight of wills. Shed seen it before from them, neither giving in to reveal how much they liked or loved each other.
*Is it really love of just forbidden lust?* Nabiki thought. *Its innocent enough, they just cant have each other so they long for each other.* Whatever it was the electricity between the pair was coming across on the film. She could see it in her viewfinder.
*I should have done this sooner. Even with Akane disguised it will be highly lucrative with Ranma-Chan in the bunny suit.*
Akane was moving her hands lower down the spine. There was another pop and Ranma jerked a little. *Idiot.* Akane thought. *Why does he keep moving?* She kept her kneading fingers going down.
Ahhh! Ranma screamed. Now whos the pervert! Thats my butt youre touching!
Akane held her hands up in shock. Uh... She didnt know what to say. Im not a pervert how dare he?, but then she couldnt argue where her hands had been.
Just move onto the legs. Nabiki said annoyed that Ranma had objected. *Why cant he be a pervert just once?* Akane slapped her oil covered hands on Ranmas slim thighs. She tried not to think too enviously as she massaged the taut muscles.
*Would Ranma ever wrap these legs around me.* She found herself wondering.
Nabikis smile grew as she saw how flushed Akane was getting. *Thinking perverted thoughts sister dear?*
Okay thats good Akane. Nabiki said trying to release some of the sexual tension that had built up. Ranma you can sit up now.
Ranma did as Nabiki said. His mind was in a strange fuzzy place. Somehow it hadnt been so bad, his body did feel good from the entire rubbing and cracking. *Does Akane know the secret martial art of massage?*
Rub down Ranma-Chans shoulders Akane. Nabiki soothed. Akane moved without any emotion. She was numb from all the closeness to Ranma. She avoided eye contacted with the red head as she soothed the tense shoulders. Ranma did also not know where to look. If she looked down she got an eyeful of Akanes chest. If she looked up shed have to look into Akanes eyes. So Ranma focused on Akanes shoulder just to the right.
This is great you two. Nabiki said still grinning. Now give Ranmas feet a good massage.
What! Akane squeaked. Theyll smell!
Cmon Akane theyre not that bad! Ranma laughed as he poked a foot in her face.
Ugg! Akane grunted. She slapped his foot, pushing it away.
Chickening out tomboy? Ranma chuckled. He was slightly insulted, hed had a shower at school.
Never! Akane snapped. She grabbed Ranmas foot and started applying pressure.
Ahhh! Ranma said though he was thinking, *Ohhhh.*
Take this! Akane said jabbing her fingers into the different points of his foot.
Ow, ow, ow. Ranma jabbered. It was starting to hurt now. Not so rough!
I thought you liked it rough! Nabiki joked from the sideline. *I always figured Ranma to be a masochist.*
What do you mean by that? Ranma shouted.
Nothing. Nabiki giggled. Okay change feet Akane before you break that one.
Akane snatched up the other foot still using her vicious poking technique. Ranma looked down to his poor foot. Ranma-Chan quickly looked away. Shed gotten an eyeful of pushed up cleavage. A red stripe appeared on Ranmas face and she tried not to choke.
*Uncute, uncute, uncute.* Ranma thought over and over trying to cleanse his mind of perverted thoughts. *Pop in a bikini, pop in a bikini.*
Akane glanced up to Ranma. She saw her flushed appearance and blushed herself. *This is one of the most revealing outfits Ive ever had to wear. I am so glad of the wig.* Her attentions to Ranmas foot soften as she tried not to think of her blush.
That should be enough. Nabiki said. Thanks you guys.
Um, why so short? Akane asked, she was still holding Ranmas foot.
Im changing angles and we have a visitor. Nabiki pointed to the little black piglet that had wandered in. The little eyes were looking up at the two scantily clad girls. Ryoga was having a major mind freeze and nose bleed.
Pervert pig. Ranma snapped. As he saw how the pig had passed out.
Oh its P-Chan! Akane said.
Leave the pig. Nabiki ordered. Akane slumped and sat down beside Ranma-Chan.
Why dont you like P-Chan? Akane asked.
Because... Ranma said stopping, he knew he couldnt say the truth about Ryoga. Its a little pervert pig. But that didnt mean he couldnt say half truths.
Just because he gets nose bleeds? Akane said. You read too many mangas.
Its true though, perverts get nose bleeds. Nabiki said speaking from her experience. Now Akane take the stethoscope and check Ranma-Chans heartbeat.
That is perverted! Akane screamed. Her chest is in the way! Id have to touch her... THERE!
Glad you noticed. Nabiki said.
My chest is in the way cos theres so much of it! Ranma boasted as he put her hands behind her back poking them out.
RANMA! Akane yelled. Her fist connected with Ranma-Chans face and she fell down on the bed.
Looks like shell need bandaging Akane.
It was her fault! Akane said.
Im a he! Ranma protested sitting up.
Not just now youre not. Nabiki pointed out. An alarm rang on Nabikis desk.
Darn... Nabiki said. The perimeter has been breached by a so call suitor, better move people.
You have an alarm system? Ranma shouted. Why dont I get to use it.
Why would I do that? Nabiki asked quite innocently.
Just shut up Ranma and move! Akane snapped. She picked up her pet pig and ran to her room.
Hey Akane! Ranma-Chan shouted, annoyed that shed taken Ryoga away. Ranma was wanting to pound on him. It wasnt needed though as Ryoga didnt recognise Akane.
*A womans trying to kidnap me!* The little black piglet thought as his nose started running blood. *Must get away, this must all be Ranmas fault!*
Pweee! He squealed and finally wiggled free.
P-Chan! Akane cried but there was no time. There was a thud downstairs. She slammed her door shut and ducked under the covers. She heard Ranmas door slam and Akane desperately wished she were in another life.
Ranma had also hidden his wardrobe. She had completely stripped the small outfit off and was trying to put on her pants. *Oh this is not good, I still smell of massage oil!* Ranma thought panicking. He flung a loose silk shirt over his female body and scampered out. He heard some more crashing noises downstairs and laughter.
Very, very, familiar laughter. Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!
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Authors Note: Sorry it didnt go further for those lemon lovers but not yet... Not in front of Nabiki! Still got a lot more chaos to come.
Till next time.
Mz D.