Disclaimer: Well, all the amazing characters who’re appearing in this fanfiction are created and copyright by the honorable Rumiko Takahashi. I adore her work and hopefully she didn’t mind if I let it go a little further...

Besides, the following story is ought to be lemon or lime...(at least I did my best). Folks, you know what the contents are... or will be, so if you don’t like it when a boy and a girl do what they have to (or you’re under 18).... Byebye. All you others...be welcome and enjoy!

BEHAVE!

By Loomy-chan

<Great!> Akane thought as she steps outside the front door of Furikan High. It was 3 pm and she was just leaving the building as it started to rain. Huge raindrops splashed on the asphalt, leaving puddles in Okonomiyaki-size.

“Why do I always have to forget my umbrella?” the black-haired girl asked herself loudly pulling the collar of her coat above her head. It was fall and Kasumi had told her a hundred times to take this damn thing with her to school in the morning...

“Cause you’re a little mindless tomboy!” a male voice whispered behind her.

Akane rushed around – the well-known wooden hammer appeared – and hit the young man with the dumb grin right into his face.

“Ranma, you jerk!” she yelled, her face mixed with anger and amusement. <God, I hate him for always calling me a tomboy!> “What are you doing here? I thought you were at home already?” she questioned.

“Argh...! What do you think?” Ranma replies pressing his hands on both sides of his head to get his face back into shape. “I was waiting for you, cause it seemed to be a rainy afternoon and I knew that it’s your turn to make the purchases for Kasumi...and...” , the pig-tailed boy interrupt himself.

“And...what? Akane watched him. Distrust in her eyes.

“I...eh...I mean....”

“What? What?! What??!!!!! <Man, why can’t he just say that he likes to go home with me?>

“Ah... all right. I...picked your umbrella this morning! Don’t be mad at me!” Ranma shouted out covering his head with the arms to avert her next attack.

The girls brown eyes get dark with anger. Her hands reaching into the air – just in position to grab the wooden tool of pain again... But then a smile appeared on her face and her arms sank slowly down as she grabbed her books.

“So...I have to thank you, eh? You want me to come home dry?, she asked with a devilish grin laying her hand on his shoulder.

Surprised Ranma let go his defensive position and gave her a nervously smile. <I don’t like this grin. Man, she is very mad at me. I can feel it!>

“Well, Akane... let me explain. I...IIIIAAAAAH!”

No explanation, no mercy. Unprepared for her attack he feels a rough push towards the stairs in front of him. Stumbeling over his own feet Ranma stared at the shrinking distance between his face and a pool of cold rainwater where he was going to land immediately. Soaking wet the red-haired girl wringed out her chinese cap and followed Akane who had taken the umbrella and was going to leave the school-ground.

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Fifteen minutes of silence and two shops later...

“There was no use in getting me wet, Akane” , Ranma-chan grumbled. <OK, maybe there was a reason but she’s always so easy to sore... I cannot resist.>

There was no anger left on Akanes face just a little bit of sorrow seemed to radiate her head as she looked silently to the wet ground. Still the rain was dripping off her umbrella as a strong squall seized it from here and took it away in the air. Ranma-chan stopped and turned around – looking at her fiancee. There she stood... a nearly-seventeen-year-old with short black hair, brown eyes and a well-shaped, martial-arts-trained body. < She is so cute... no, she is beautiful. Some time I have to tell her.> the pig-tailed girl had to clear up her throat. Slowly she walks up to the other girl until they stood right in front of eachother.

“Akane?”, she asked softly raising the girls chin with one finger. Akanes hair was clinched wet around her clear face and her eyes were full of tears.

<Please no.... no tears. I can’t stand seeing her cry...>

“Ranma... I..” <Damn, why the hell do I have to cry now? It’s just a question!>

“What? What’s wrong Akane?”, the red-haired seemed to be very worried. <Go ahead, Akane. Tell me.>

“Why...why are you...” <What if he laughes about me?> “Ranma... do...do you...llll.like me?... Sometimes..?, Akane asked with a frightened look in her tearful eyes.

<What a dumb question! Oh, this tomboy... if I do like her? Of course I do... why does she have a doubt? Why...oh!> All different type of thoughts were floating around the boys mind in the girls body and finally there was a conclusion: <Did I treat her so bad? Yes, I did... I’m really a jerk!>

“Akane.. I’m sorry. I just... didn’t know...“ she starts.

“No, don’t! Please forget the question...! I....”, Akane stammered and suddenly ran away through the pouring rain.

“AKANE! WAIT!” Ranma yelled running around the next corner, but she had disappeared already.

<Hell, what did she thought I was going to tell her? That I’m going to marrying Shampoo or what? Girls!> the red-haired turned around and followed the street to the Tendo-dojo.

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In front of the Tendo’s dojo Ranma-chan ran into the whole family including his dad – rain-caused – in panda-shape. They’re all packed with baggage and skiing-equipment...

“Hey, where are you all think you’re going”, the arrival forced the family blocking the gate with arms and legs.

“Your father won a weekend trip to the mountains. And he invited us to go with him.”, Nabiki answered for them, a personal smile on her face.

“So...and why do you want to leave without me and Akane?”

<OH! Let me guess! Man, this family sucks... they are so predictable!>

Soun, Genma, Nabiki and Kasumi grinned at eachother pushing Ranma-chan out of there way. The Panda tapped her shoulder showing her a poster with the inscription: ONLY FOUR PERSONS. WE’LL BE BACK ON SUNDAY EVENING.

Ranma nodded. She returns to the porch of the Tendo’s dojo and then gave the leaving family a last view. Genma’s holding another poster which includes only one word: BEHAVE! His son smiled amusedly. <Easy to say, pop... easy to say.>

After entering the house Ranma-chan went straight to the bathroom, slipping out of her wet clothes and finally let herself sink into the hot water. A loud sigh came out of his mouth as he returned from under water.

<What a weather! I’m still cold inside from that damn rain and this horrible wind.> “Seems like there are still things a martial artist can’t win against.”, he said to himself. <I wonder if Akanes is still out there... she was only wearing this thin coat over her uniform. It’s getting very cold in the evenings... Damn!>

“She’s doing this on purpose. She know that I’ll be worried about her”, he grumbled angrily as he jumped out of the pleasant water and into his boxers. But then her face came to his mind and he remembered the brown eyes full with tears... that was enough to stop him complaining. He ran to the room he shared with his father and ransacked his whole stuff for a raincoat and some rubber boots. < I have to try not to get wet... I need something for my face!> he thought as he suddenly recognized a little red box in the back of his closet. It was a christmas-present from Akane... a self-knitted scarf with a little black pig on it.

“She said it is a cat--- brrr ---- , but I rather take it as a piglet.”, he smiled. <Reminds me of Ryoga. Haha.>

He took the not-well-done scarf and winded it two times around his head. Then put on the raincoat and the rubberboots and went downstairs. <This should work. Akane... I’ll find you!>

-----ooooo-----

The weather was horrible! Ranma had to fight against the stormy wind that whiped around every corner of Nerima. The young man was in deep sorrow about his fiancee, but he still haven’t found her yet. First he had searched for her at the Furinkan schoolyard, then in the shops they were before, then along the canal they were passing every morning. And all those places reminded him of something they had experienced together. The good times that they had... and the bad things they were going through. All the adventures where they had saved eachothers lifes, all the quarrels they had fought... and the moments, the quiet moments in which they were so close to eachother... so close that even the memory of this made Ranma run faster.

<Akane...please be alright! I need to explain something to you...>

He passed the old playground... Akane’d told him once that this was her favorite place when she was a child. He tried to imagine a five-year-old Akane running around the trees or crawling through the piled up concrete pipes in the corner of the playground... the pipes...

<The PIPES! There is somebody in the left pipe...> Ranma excitedly thought running across the muddy ground. Anxiety flashed his face as he recognized there was no reaction or moving from the person inside the pipe.

“AKANE!”, he screamed, but there was no answer. <Please... no. Akane...>

He reached the pipe and switched the flashlight on that he had took with him.

“AKANE!!!” It was her. “Akane.”, he said softer turning her face in his direction. It was red-spotted and burning hot. Sweat dropped of her chin and her dirty cheeks were crossed by fine lines where her tears had run down. She was nearly unconscious and her body was shivering the worst.

“Oh, Akane!” Ranma mumbled and he felt tears coming to his eyes as he looked at his fiancee. Carfully he pulled her out of the pipe and into his arms, picking her up and turning to the exit of the playground.

<How cold she is... and light! I had to stop calling her fat or something like that!> Thoughts like that crossed his mind as he ran down the street to take her home as soon as he could. He could hear her silent moan in his ear everytime she switched between consciousness and unconsiousness. The shaking of her shivering body hadn’t stopped either and Ranma was afraid that his help may come to late for her... <Don’t think about something horrible like that, you fool!> he thought to himself. While following the street to the Tendo-dojo they passed Dr. Tofu’s house but there was only a note on the door, telling everybody that Tofu was on a trip to the mountains...

“Wonderful! Let me guess... he’s following Kasumi.!”, Ranma whispered desperately as he turned around to continue his way home.

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As he entered the Tendo’s home with Akane in his arms, Ranma didn’t know what to do next. While taking her upstairs he wonder about really getting dry through this rainstorm... without transforming to a girl. <This is not a time to wonder! I have to get her body out of this wet clothes and into something warm... what? Getting her out of.... I cannot...>

“Damn! Don’t behave like a anxious rabbit... you have to save her!”, he shouted to himself clinching his own face with a fist. Then he took Akane to the bathroom and layed her down on a few towels. Kneeling right beside her he began to unbutton her soaking wet coat. <I’m undressing Akane. I mean... I did see her naked before, nearly... a few times... for a moment.> He tried to tell himself that there’s nothing to be afraid of but his fingers started to tremble more and more as he rolled down the wet stockings from here legs. As he sat her up to pull down the zipper of her long dress suddenly her eyelids fluttered a little and she opened her eyes for a second.

“Ranma...”, she whispers closing her eyes again and a tiny smile slipped onto her lips.

“Akane...yes?, Ranma answered. He brought his ear near to her mouth so he could understand her silent words.

“Ranma... I love...you. I...I don`t care if it...is...mutual.” Her eyes start to flutter again.

“Akane! Can you here me?”, he called her and a tear blinked in the corners of his eyes, but she was unconscious again.

“It is mutual... I love you too, you little tomboy.”, he cried silently as he continued undressing her. After a few moment she lied before him... only in a white bra and white panties and her skin was still cold as a stone. Now Ranma had to think about getting her in the warm water of the tub, but there was only one way he could imagine. He picked up Akane and stepped over the brim of the tube – still being completely dressed.

<Her skin is so soft and it lookes like white silk right now. But I would give anything if I could look into those amazing brown eyes once more. Oh, Akane.>

He seatened in the tub, nearly not recognizing how his clothes soaked up with warm water. Akanes head laid on his left arm while he scrubbed her body gently with a cloth. < Man, her body is still ice-cold> he worried and puzzled himself about the possibilities. <Today there’ll be no excuses, Mister! Do it if you don’t want to lose your best friend and fiancee!> His hand slided around her weak body and tried to open the thin bra which was transparent through the water anyway. It was no great challenge for him to open it, cause his female side was a nice training in this case, but it was a unbelievable challenge to pull away the opened bra from her breasts. Slowly... very slowly he stripped one strap of her shoulder and went on with the other one. The cups were only just lying on her tight breasts and Ranma forced himself to the last step.

“Perfect. God, she’s so beautiful.”, he mumbled as he had totally removed the bra from her body. <BEHAVE... pop, if you only knew what I’m going through right now!> The last order of his leaving father popped into his mind and he smiled.

He took up the cloth again and began to massage Akanes body to get it well supplied with blood. He scrubbed her arms gently and then started to make little circles on her belly. <What a cute belly...> Ranma let go the cloth and touched her skin with his fingers, making himself feel the wonderful softeness of her belly. After his fingers he let down his whole palm letting it slowly slide up from her waist to her shoulders and back. One time his thumb came in contact to Akanes breast and he twitched it back immediately.

<Boy, what am I going to do here? Taking advantage of this situation? Am I mad or something?.............................But look at her. Only look at her face...those lips. I remember nearly a hundred times I’m so damn close to this lips like today: in the dojo after this ice-skating desaster, in the dark room while my mum’s hiding herself in the closet, me and her together in the laundry-closet ... and don’t forget “Romeo&Juliet”>

Ranma let his hand return to Akanes breast and embraced it softly. Her skintone was still worrying and she wasn’t at consciousness yet, so Ranma stood up helding her in his arms and stepped out the tub. After wrapping her up in towels he took her to her room and layed her on the bed. Fortunately there was no P-chan around, but nevertheless he locked the door and closed the curtains. <Alone in her room with Akane...nearly totally naked>

“I had to warm her somehow... she’s still so cold.”, he wondered, then a idea came to his mind. He breathed out and in deeply before he sat down beside her on the bed and began to pull down her wet panty... with closed eyes! After pulling it over her legs and her feet he stood up and turned around.

<I cannot look at her this way. It’s too much. I cannot ...>

“Ran...ma...”, a whisper behind him sounds and he turned around at once... gasping as his eyes went over Akanes perfect body... the wonderful shaped legs, her belly, her breasts and... her womanhood, covered with a small triangle of short dark hair. Ranma had to clear his throat before answering her.

“Yes...Akane? How are you?” he asked with a worried voice and kneeled right beside her to the bed.

“It’s so... co..cold.”, she stammered reaching out for his hand. He took her cold hand into his warm palm. <I have to ask her... if she did’t want it this way...>

“Akane...?”

“Yes?”, she answered with her eyes closed. “If theres is only one opportunity to recover you, but it meens that I will have to come really, really close to you...”, he interrupt his question.

“Ranma... do what you... have to...do. You know...th..that I...lo..lo.....”, the last was only a sigh.

“AKANE!”, Ranma gasped and then he knew what to do. With no longer hesitating he stepped out of his pants, pulling his shirt above his head and get rid of his boxers. <I have to warm her with my own physical heat. That’s the last thing I can do for her.> From the end of the bed he began to crawl over her naked body and finally he covered its full length with his own. Her skin began to take over his heat and suddenly he recognized her details on his body. He could feel her short breath beneath his neck, her cold and hardened nipples under his chest and her soft hair rubbing on his manhood.

“Behave...”, he whispers with a rough laugh, as he felt an erection coming up. <This situation is too weird... Me and Akane, both naked, lying on eachother, I’m getting an erection... and we even haven’t kiss eachother yet. Crazy!>

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“Akane..., Akane.”, he softly spoke into her ear watching her profile in the light of the bedside table. “Can you here me, Akane?”

“Hm...ye...yes. What’s...up?”, Akane responsed weakly but opened her eyes in the same moment. <Is this a dream, or is he lying above me on my bed?>

They looked into eachothers eyes, the blue-ones in the brown- ones and both searching for some answers. <Right now..... I have to say it right now. There’s no way to put it off for longer.> Ranma pushed himself.

“I hadn’t the opportunity to finish my explanation this afternoon... will you let me do it now?” he asked his fiancee.

She nodded:”Go on, I... can stand the....truth.” She slowly became aware of their bodies lying skin to skin on eachother and of something very hot, very hard pulsing to her lower belly. <What the... is this what I’d allowed him to do? But... if this is the reaction of his body to mine... I don’t know what to think of all this...>

“You’ve asked me if I... like you, Akane. It`s not easy for me to answer this question... you know that... I mean, I’m not so into this “expressing-my-feelings-stuff”... you know that!” he starts. Akane nodded. “When I was searching you today in this rainstorm... there were so many thoughts running through my mind... and they were all about...you.” His fiancees eyes grew wide as he said this and he could see the hopeful light in the brown depth, glad that he won’t put down this little light this time.

“Akane, I... care about you. You’d done so much for me... you accepted me...in a way nobody else does. You... saved me... in so many ways. But...I’m not only thankful...I...do like you. No...!”, Ranma explained but were interrupted by the girl beneath him.

“NO?”, she said, a little shocked. <What the hell...>

He smiled. <It’s getting easier by doing it...> “No, it’s not ...reduced on liking you...” He could hear her catching her breath.

“Akane... I love you.” <Out. There’s no way back. It’s said... God, that feels great!>

“You...do?”, Akane’s beginning to shiver as she began to realize his words.

“I do.”, he confirmed smiling. <Look at these eyes...and this mouth.> While catching here eyes with his own Ranma bowed his head toward Akanes and layed his lips on hers. Just feeling its softeness and tasting its flavour with his own lips made him get even more aroused. <Behave..., damn there’s nobody I have to justify except me and her...>

She felt his breath coming nearer to her face and her heart bumping as load as it could when finally his lips arrived at hers. No fear, no hesitate, no disturbing... at least it happened. As he raised his head to look her in the eyes he saw a single tear running down her cheek and he kissed it away from her smiling face.

“What took you so long, Ranma?”, she whispered in intention to tease him a little. He smiled back at her: “I wanted to make it the perfect way...” Looking both down along their naked bodies they started to laugh.

<I wonder if he’d noticed his erection is grewing harder...> Akane thought feeling the rising pressure against her body.

<I wonder what she thinks about this... > Ranma seemed to be embarassed, but he couldn’t deny enjoying what he felt. Akane raised her left arm, grabbing his neck with her hand – the black pig-tail between her fingers – and pulled his head next to hers.

<Maybe this is going a little bit to far, but... hey, we are both naked... who cares...> she worried but then kissed her fiance with more passion than he’d ever expected. Her tongue explorating his lips, diving into his mouth and fooling around with his own tongue. She could here his silent moan as she let run her fingers from his neck up through his shorter hair above and back while kissing him hungry. His shaft started pulsing again and Akane was surprised by feeling herself getting wet. <God,what is going to happen here?”

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Just the touch of her fingers in his hair and her tasty lips satisfied Ranma in a way he never knew before. He forced his lips to her, filling the distance with soft kisses and his words were rough with excitement as speak to Akane in a low voice.

“Akane...my pop told me to BEHAVE this weekend.”, he groaned, feeling her shaking to his words. “But Akane... I think I have behaved to long... I don’t think I’m able to BEHAVE any longer...”

“Mm...let me see...”, she purred, rolling him off her and taking his hand. “What do you think?”, she asked him while sliding his hand down along her warm body and placed it right on her wet privy parts. “Do you think I could BEHAVE any longer?”

<Oh my... what is she doing with my hand? Is this what I think it is...damn, it’s so...wet!>

Ranma had to clean his throat two times before he was able to answer her. In an automatically response to his need he pressed his hand in her wetness, letting one of his fingers slide between her lower lips... She moaned astonished but pleased.

“We’ll see, how long you will hold out...”, he thought loudly before he kissed her again.

With her moaning getting louder Akanes body winded in waves of ecstacy. Then she suddenly rolls around on her side an leaned her head to Ranmas chest. Immediately his face was full of sorrow, reminding the torture she’d just go through in the evening outside.

“Akane, is everything allrrr.....hngg! What is.....hrrm!”, he groaned. Akane just began to twirl her tongue around one of his nipples, sucking and nibbling it gently. <Nobody told me they are this sensitive! I had no idea...>

Soon her lips and tongue were around everywhere... on his firm chest, his nipples, his belly and they continued there way “down south”. Ranma breathing was short and interrupted by his moaning and his silent repetitions of only one word: Akane...Akane....Aaaakaaaneeee... Finally she take a look at his manhood...wondering how she ever was able to felt disgust or fear for a man’s privy parts. The only thing she felt right now was here body aroused by another wave. She pulled her right hand around the tight shaft and lowered her lips on its swelled point and let her tongue give her and him a taste of what’s to come.

“A....kane. Please...sst..stop it! I... I can’t tatata..take this any longer!” Ranma pleaded , his fists clinching rhythmical. As she stopped he rolled over her, still gasping but with a smile o his face. <What a girl...no, what a woman! I will behave...like a fiance...>

“Did I told you lately how beautiful you are?”, he asked her and pulled away a lock of black hair from here sweatened face.

“No, you never did. But I knew you would...”, Akane responsed smiling as she suddenly felt his erection right in the position to continue what they’d began. She looked him right into his blue eyes and nodded. <It is going to happen...right now!>

“Akane... this is going very fast, isn’t it?

“Well, but it took us nearly to much time to get here. Do you agree?”

“But it doesn’t feel to me, like I had waisted time, Akane. I know you much better now.”

“That’s right. Do you think we need some more...time?”

“I don’t know. Are we ready for this?”, he asked his fiancee pressing his length against her body.

“Ready when you are...”, she smiled firmly moving her opening towards his shaft. <I want this man... he’s all I ever wanted!>

He felt her warm, slicky fold at the top of his manhood and began to tremble as he slowly let himself sink into her. <After all this is really happening! I cannot believe it had took so much time... I’ll never let her go away again> Ranma promised to himself closing his eyes to blink away the tear coming up. Then he opened his eyes again and looked at Akane. Her eyes were still closed but then she gave him a look and again a single tear runs down her face and she sighed. He began to move his hips up and down – in and out her wet narrowness – losing himself in the warm depth and in her bright brown eyes.

<I remember every expression these eyes had showed since the day we first met. There was friendliness and hostility, trust and distrust, anger and joy... anything, but not this...glance.>

“Why are you...oah...looking at me this way, Akane?”, he asked her while trying really hard not to lose control. Akane almost wasn’t able to answer as she felt her body overwhelmed by totally new sensual impressions.

“Hm...I was just wondering...hgn... how I was able to resist you so long...”, she giggled

But Ranma wasn’t listening any longer as he grabbed her wrists and pulled them over her head. His movings grew faster and he buried his face at her neck.The two naked bodies became starting a new – never-felt-before – rhythm of their own as they’re rolling around eachother on Akanes bed. Enjoying the pleasure they’re giving to the person they’d declared their love to, both reached out for the climax of passion. Suddenly Akane found herself overwhelmed by a superior synphony of sensations while her subconsciousness recognized how her fiance struggled with himself to keep control... but failed trying. During the following chorus of lust there were two pairs of eyes, a blue one and a brown one, studying one another in pure fascination...

----oooo-----

The rainstorm was over. A cool breeze blowed up the curtains beside the opened window. Ranma leaned on the window-frame – taking a deep breath and watching the stars in the cleared up sky. He sighed and then passed his hand through his hair, reaching down with the other one to hold up sheet he’d wrapped around his hips. From the dark behind him two slender arms flung around him and embraced his chest. The dark-haired boy could feel Akanes breasts in his back.

“Hm... goose-flesh? Are you cold, Ranma?, the girl’s voice asked.

“No. But it seems you are...eh? I can feel your...”, he stopped, blushing. Then he heard her laugh as her head leaned on his shoulder and a warm feeling of ease flowed through his veins.

“Akane?”

“What’s up?”, she answered.

“Do you... regret... what we did? I mean... “

He could hear her taking her breath before two hands turned him half-around. There she stood – her eyes fixed on him... the short, dark hair messed up... her skin dipped in a silky shine by the moonlight.

“There’s nothing I have to regret, Ranma. I even don’t want to miss a single day that we both shared... it’s all part of something bigger... Bigger than me...bigger than you! I don’t know how to express what I mean...”, Akane explained.

Ranma smiled and then took her in his arms, whispering to her ear:

“...But I do. It’s just WE!”

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Okay, I think this is the end of this episode...will I ever go on? I don’t know... ;o)
This is my first english lemon, but I’ve done my best (*and the dictionary became one of my closest friends *) So please have merci with a user of foreign language!
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