Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Neko's Mate ❯ Neko's Mate 9 ( Chapter 9 )

I am still not planning on doing it as a series of continous story lines. Just keeping it as short little snapshots into nekoRanma's life. I am willing to take requests for specific interactions with other characters and give permission should any one wish to write a Neko's Mate story. So if there's something you want to see, just email me at :

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Under the Title of Neko's Mate. Should have them up soon. Thanks to everyone who wrote and mentioned the places could post them.

And thanks to those who've expressed interest in possibly drawing parts of my stories. I just wish I was able to draw myself, so I wouldn't have to bother anyone else with doing it for me.

For those who were wondering:

Nabiki was studying in Akane's room so she could sneak peeks at Ranma and Genma sparring in the yard. Her room faces the other way into the street.

Shampoo was so far gone in rage she saw a short haired girl in Akane's room and just assumed that it was Akane. (if that isn't enough, she's drugged and ill; she was feverish, remember?)

The following is the most explicit I will get on fanfiction.net. Call it Lime with a Lemony Twist.

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Akane sighed as she watched Ranma bounce around the yard. He'd been acting strangely for a few days now whenever he slipped into the nekoken. She noticed that he was slipping into it more easily lately and wondered why. She wondered if it had anything to do with the way they were getting along better recently or if he was slowly loosing his mind. It took months of being in Nerima before he slipped into the nekoken, and now, he was going into it at about once a month.

She wondered what could be causing Ranma's slip. He didn't seem to get quite as scared around cats as he'd done the first few times it had happened. It just didn't take as much for the neko side of himself to slip out and take control. She'd only noticed when she witnessed him change because Kuno threw him into a small room with pictures and a TV of cats playing and hunting. Before then, he'd only ever changed when he hadn't been able to get away from an actual cat. Now it seemed like a few photos or images of a cat on TV were enough to change him.

She was pretty sure that this time, he'd changed because of a catfood commercial that came on while they were watching a repeat episode of 'Takeshi's Castle'. (an: for american and canadian reader's, this is the actual program that the SpikeTV show 'Most Extreme Elimination Challenge' gets it's inspiration and video feeds) It was a silly gameshow type program that always brought a chuckle to her lips as she watched people struggle to perform odd challenges such as walking a rope bridge while carrying a ball and having to dodge balls shot at you from an air cannon. Or her favorite, trying to break through four paper doors set up on four walls without picking wrong and slamming into the plywood construct.

She giggled as Ranma spotted something in the bushes and dove into them, his face alight with happiness. The bushes rattle for a moment and Ranma came meekly out, carrying a little puppy in his teeth. She moued as he shook the crying puppy a little before he stilled and trotted over to her. She accepted the puppy from him, and gave it a few pats. It was a tiny thing, smaller than Pchan. It's fur was short and a golden brown color, with large black markings showing through.

It whimpered in her arms and she lifted it up to examine it closer. It was only then that she noticed that it had several scratches and bite marks on it. She started to lose her anger towards Ranma as she took a look and saw that the scratches and teeth marks were too small to have been made by her currently insane fiancee. Oddly enough, she didn't mind when Ranma went neko, though everyone else were careful to stay out of his way. She knew that Ranma would never hurt her, and she knew that his neko self was the only way in which he would allow himself to show her how he felt. He loved her, she knew. And she loved him. Just because neither was ready to admit it to anyone else didn't make it any less true. They were still young and neither was really ready to be married, even if that was something they both wished for themselves, someday.

"Oh you poor thing!" she exclaimed as her finger ran over one of the scratches. "What attacked you?" she asked, not really expecting an answer.

Ranma nudged her side and she glanced down. He was looking at her with his big watery eyes, straining to get close to the puppy. She brought the puppy closer to him, and watched as his nose twitched and he breathed in deeply. She nearly dropped the little critter when he hissed loudly and leapt back. She watched as Ranma stared around the yard, seeking whatever had angered him.

She was a little surprised at how angry he seemed. Even in the throes of the nekoken, Ranma rarely exhibited true anger. But now, it was rolling off him in waves she coudl feel from her seat on the porch. He was standing in the middle of the yard, his entire body tense and poised to strike. His back was arched and he was bent as though preparing to pounce on his prey. She'd only ever seen him this angry once before.

Her eyes narrowed as she remembered the cause of that anger and her gaze swept the yard of her home. She looked down at the puppy, craddling it to her gently. "It was that stupid Shampoo, wasn't it Dchan? She must have attacked you when she was in her cat form. That's what Ranma smells on you." She looked up at her fiancee, who was now stalking around the yard, stopping every few feet to sniff the air and search somewhere Shampoo could be hiding in her little kitty form.

She called out to Ranma, who paused but didn't turn to her. Though she knew he probably didn't fully understand her words, she had to tell him. "Ranma, I'm going to go give Dchan a bath. Once he's clean, I'll get him a snack and put him in my room. You keep looking for that rotten Shampoo. She's probably hiding in the bushes or on the roof or something. Don't go too easy on her this time. She could have killed the poor little thing." She turned and walked into the house.

Her father was the first to spot her. "What do you have their, Akane?"

"It's a puppy, Daddy. Look, it's hurt. Shampoo attacked it and scratched it all up. It was hiding in the bushes. Ranma neko brought her to me. Can I keep her, please?" she pleaded with her father. Akane loved animals, and everyone knew it.

Her father frowned at her. "I'm not sure Akane. What if the dog doesn't get along with Ranma? And besides you have a pet already, remember?"

Akane giggled cutely, knowing her father's weakness for her happiness. "But Pchan doesn't really count daddy. He's always getting lost and Ranma's always picking on him. Besides, Ranma likes the puppy or he would never have brought her to me, he would have brought it to Kasumi or Auntie Nodaka. She won't be a problem. Ranma and I will take care of her. Besides, with her here, stray cats will stop wandering into the yard. Which means Ranma will be less likely to go into the nekoken, which means he's less likely to claw up you and Uncle Saotome."

A hastily scrawled sign come flying from the other room to smack her father in the face. It fell to the ground with a thump. She held a smirk inside at the panda's messge.

'Let her keep the dog!'

She held her breath as her father looked over to his friend, who was currently hidding in the darkened sitting room.

"Are you sure that's wise, Saotome? It's another mouth to feed and money is fairly tight at the moment, thanks to the problems you caused among your son's fiancees."

Another sign came flying out of the room and Akane withheld a full blown laugh as she caught sight of Ranma's father. He'd been annyoing Ranma this morning after he'd gone into the nekoken, and Ranmaneko had gotten agnry. He'd shaved most of the fur off the giant panda, leaving his curse form nearly as bald as his human one. It wasn't an even shave either, with patches of full fur spotting his body amongst flashes of his panda forms pinkish skin.

'That dog might be the key to finally joining our families! If my ingrate of a son and your daughter take care of it together, it can't fail but draw them closer to each other. Soon it will grow out of that cute phaze and they will want something else cute and wrinkly to cuddle. And what better for two people to cuddle than a little baby? They'll do what comes naturally and the families(and schools) will be joined.' Then in much smaller and neater writing, there was this: 'Not to mention getting Nodaka off my back for screwing up Ranma's life. If she had a grandchild to spoil, she'd leave me alone.'

Akane shook her head at Genma's stupidity. He had totally forgotten that everyone else in the room could read those signs as easily as her father. Though inside she was jumping for joy, for she knew her father would go along with the stupid plan.

Kasumi came over and fussed over the puppy, who seemed to enjoy all the attention it was getting from the two of them. Akane briefly wondered where the pup came from, but figured it didn't matter it was hers now.

"Oh my, this is awful. And here I thought that Shampoo was a nice girl. How anyone could to this to such a sweet, helpless little thing. I must have a word with Cologne about this. Shampoo needs to be punished."

Akane chuckled as she passed the wriggled bundle into her sister capable hand. "Oh, she will be, Kasumi. If Ranma finds her. She'd better hope I find her and bash her first, because Ranma looks angrier than I am about this."

Kasumi shook her head, not eager to see an angry Ranma taking out his frustration on anything. "Why would she have done this though? She always seemed so nice."

"She's probably mad at me for letting Ranma try to eat that drugged Ramen she made. How was she to know that Ranma would try to eat it first and find out that she'd mixed in all that stuff in it. I mean, look at it." she stated gesturing at the wall. The concoction that had splattered against the wall had immediately started smoking and burning through the wooden frame of the house. There was now a large hole in the wall which their father was currently smoothing out and evenning the edges in order to be able to frame it for a new window he'd been planning on adding to the wall. A figure in a HazMat suit was carefully scooping the still smouldering gunk off the floor and wall into a biohazard conainment unit "It's a good thing Ranma can eat anything, or he'd been dead. That stuff would have killed me, and Shampoo knows that. After Ranma stole it from me and spit it out and threw the bowl at the wall, she pulled her sword out to attack me, remember? Luckily, Nabiki was there to splash her with a class of water."

The figure in the Hazmat suit turned as it finished it's unpleasant task. "Luck had nothing to do with it, dear sister." came a tiny, metalic echoing voice from the suit's built in speakers. "I always carrying some with me when Ranma's around, since I know one of his ...friends is bound to show up sooner or later."

Akane raised an eyebrow at the statement. She thought about where her sister would hide something as bulky as a water bottle on herself with all the skimpy and barely there outfits she wore and shivered, deciding it was best she not think too deeply about it. "Thanks for cleaning up that stuff, Nabiki."

A mechanical snort came through the tiny speaker. "Thanks nothing, imotochan. This stuff is gonna get me that full ride to any school of my choice. Do you have any idea how strong this stuff must be? If the chem boys at the company I contacted can reverse engineer the ingredients and dilute it to the proper amount, it will be the best household cleaning solution on the market. I could make millions. Those cheap cleaning products would be wiped out in weeks."

Akane shook her head at the every present aura of greed in her sister.

Kasumi was just returning with the puppy just as Ranma was bounding into the house and up to Akane, stropping against her legs. Akane giggled and patted her fiancee's shoulder, ignoring how every backed away from him as though he would attack at any second. Only Kasumi was brave enough to approach, handing her the now happily wriggling puppy. She thanked her sister and went up to her room, followed as always by Ranma, who had taken a moment to rub her sister as thanks before following her to her room.

She set the puppy on the middle of her bed and pet it for a while until it gave a puppy yawn. She giggled at Ranma who was watching with his chin on her bed. She smiled as Ranma copied the puppy's yawn and burst into laughter as she herself yawned. She firmly pushed Ranma out her door, ignoring his attempts to get around her.

"Ranma, you can come in later. Now get out and wait. I have to change." she finally was able to get Ranma outside long enough to close the door. She ignored his scratching as she changed out of her dress and into a set of yellow pj's. She finished dressing and went over to the door, opening it to allow a frantic Ranma to enter the room.

She was tackled by the mass of solid muscle that was her fiancee as soon as the handle turned enought to allow the door to open. She fell onto her back, Ranma on top of her, his nose trailing over her body, seeking to see if she was injured. At least, that was what she assumed he was doing.

While that might have been Ranma's original intent, his actions had another effect. Within moments of Ranma's pinning her and beginning his exam, she was wriggling beneath him helplessly as her body began to rock with laughter. Ranma's nose was running over her ticklish spots, and he'd quickly picked up that his actions were making her laugh and was now deliberately seeking out other ticklish spots.

Her eyes widdened in shock and something else as his nose touched a rather sensitive part and her legs reflexively kicked out, sending Ranma flying across the room. He adjusted himself in flight to land on his feet, tilting his head to look at her in confusion as she scooted back against the edge of her bed. Her breath was ragged and twinges of something .. . excitement? Fear? Anticipation? rang through her body.

"That enough of that, Ranma." she stated as she slowly regained control of her erratic breath. "It's time for bed now." Ranma seemed to understand for he stood, and she felt her face blush as she was again witness to how well suited her fiancee was to his name. She whimpered as he approached, not sure if it was driving out of her by fear or desire.

He reached her and gave her cheek a lick before leaping into the bed and curling up next to the puppy. The little pup raised it's head and whined at Ranma, who huphed at it gently before lowering his head to rest on his arms. Akane watched as his eyes drooped closed before a thought struck her.

"No Ranma." she stated, shoving the boy off the boy. She crawled under the covers, drawing them tight around herself as a shield against the feelings her fiancee's touch had raised in her.

She sighed as Ranma leapt onto the bed and curled onto her feet. A memory of him doing to same thing last time he'd been in the nekoken came to her mind and she blushed. "Oh alright, you can sleep in the bed. But no perverted stuff or you'll wish you were Kuno."

Ranma looked at her blankly before turning away with a huph. She felt him nead his fingers and toes into the mattress and her legs and wriggled her toes against his stomach. His head came up and he shifted on her legs, and she felt something hard pressed against the back of her leg. It rubbed there for a moment as he again neaded the mattress. Her face light up in a blush and she drew her legs up against her chest, her traitorous body tingling at the contact. Ranma gave her a cheeky smirk, and for a moment she wondered if he had returned to normal, but he simply began to purr and again settled down on the mattress. Within seconds she heard the faint sounds of his breath and knew he was asleep. She lay there in the dark, too afraid to move for fear of waking him and drawing his attention to her. Another part of her, however, was thrilled with the contact and wanted her to put her leg back and rub him back.

She spent several hours in a light doze, both afraid and longing for Ranma to make a move to further his attentions. But her fiancee slept on, and soon she too succumbed to the exhaustion of the day's events. So secure was she, that she didn't notice Ranma's head pop up and whp around to peek at her.

Nor did she notice as her fiancee stealthily slithered up on the bed to press up against her back and wrap himself around her slender form, nuzzling her short hair and licking her neck, sending pleasant shivers through her sleeping body.

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Ranma came to his senses feeling warm and comfortable. There was a pleasantly soft bundle huddled in his arms and he sleepily drew it closer, placing a kiss on top of the messy blue hair. Feeling a part of himself pressing against something soft and wriggling, he groaned at the pleasure sent along his nerves from that often neglected area of his life.

Snapping awake, Ranma stared in horror down at the top of Akane's head. He didn't know how it had happened, but somehow, since he spit out that foul concoction of Shampoo's that she'd inttended for Akane, he'd ended up spending the night in bed with Akane. Slowly he closed his eyes, and shivered, enjoying the feel of his fiancee in his arms.

He knew he was dead as soon as she woke, buty it was worth it for thechance to hold her in his arms just for once. The only real problem he had was the uncomfortably large reminder of how trully beautiful his fiancee was. He'd give anything to allow her to wake and not notice the reaction he was having to holding her so close. It was a foolish wish, but he held it anyway.

He lay patiently, not wishing to hasten the end of his all too brief life when he noticed a small brown form rising from next tot the pillow. He stared as the shape moved and he recocknized it as belonging to some kind of puppy. He didn't know where the puppy was, but if it continued to move, Akane would awaken and he would be caught redhanded as the pervert she insisted he was.

He tried gesturing at the puppy to stay still, but the little thing tilted his head and gave a tiny yip at his waving hand. The short tail wagged, and the puppy jumped for the hand, colliding with Akane's back and jolting her awake.

Ranma stared into her eyes as they slowly opened. He saw the flash of anger in her eyes, before another expression he didn't recognize came over her. She shifted in his arms and he could distincly feel the moment she discovered his state.

Her face went blank for a moment before her cheeks reddened and her eyes darkened. She carefully pulled away, almost rolling onto the puppy. She paused as she felt the wriggling form under her back and turned back the other way, turning herself away from Ranma. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed while lifting the puppy into her arms.

"Are you all right, Dchan?" she asked her new pet.

Ranma stared at her back, puzzled to find himself continuing to draw breath. He desperately wanted to ask why he was still alive, but didn't want to press his luck. He tried to sneak out of the bed, hoping to be able to get out of the room in one piece. He wasn't that lucky as Akane's voice froze him in place.

"Where do you think you're going, Ranma?"

"uh .. to get ready for school?" he replied hopefully.

"Today's Sunday, baka. There's no school." Akane's voice snapped out. She threw a glare at him over her shoulder, eyes narrowing to slits as she noticed that part of him was now at eye level. "And for god's sake, cover that thing up before someone sees you!" she snarled, throwing a pillow over her shoulder.

Ranma's hands grabbed the pillow and used it to hide his problem. His face matched the color of his favorite shirt as he looked on while Akane cooed to the puppy, which had started whining.

"Uh. . . where'd you get the dog, Akane?"

Akane threw another glare over her shoulder at him. "From you. After you stole that gunk from me and used it to melt the wall, Nabiki splashed Shampoo with some cold water and you went neko. She ran out and you started playing in the yard until something in the bushes caught your attention. You dove in after it and came out with this puppy, which was clawed up pretty badly. You sniffed it a bit and started growling, then stalking around the yard like you were hunting something. I guess from the size of the claw and teeth marks, that Shampoo must have attacked the dog after you chased her out. Kasumi cleaned it up and we came up to bed. You refused to leave me alone, and curled up at my feet." Her eyes narrowed as she studied him, still holding the pillow in front of himself.

"What I want to know is why and how you managed to crawl up and rub up against me after I distinctly told you no perverted stuff."

Ranma dropped the pillow as anger filled him. He pointed a finger at her as he replied. "I don't know nothin' about that and I ain't done nothin' perverted."

Akane glared at him before slowly dragging her eyes down to his groin and back up to meet his. She cocked her eyebrow, as though daring him to say something.

Ranma eeped as he watched her eyes travel down his body and he remembered why he'd been holding the pillow. With speed granted him by the Chestnut fist, he snatched the pillow and replaced it in front of himself, wishing his problem would subside, but knowing that it wouldn't so long as he was near Akane.

Akane sighed and nodded towards the door. "Look, we'll talk later, okay? I have to get Dchan something to eat. You go to the washroom, and do whatever you need to, to get rid of that . .. that. ... Get rid of that." she stated while giving a faint wave at his groin.

Blushing Ranma, slowly backed away from his fiancee's bed. He was still shocked that he was till alive. He opened the door and took a few steps out. As he turned, he heard Akane call out to him.

He ducked his head back into the room. "Yes, Akane?"

He didn't receive an answer as a second pillow slammed into his face, knocking him on his but. Dragging it off his face, he looked up at his fiancee who was now standing at her door.

"Next time, ask me before you cuddle with me." she snarled at him before slamming the door in his face.

Ranma muttered to himself about the weirdness of girls as he carefully made his way to the bathroom and a cold shower, desperately clutching the pillows to his body. For the first time, he was wishing he would be splashed with cold water. Walking down the hall like this was embarrassing.

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AN: Obligatory author's notes to beg for reviews

For any potential artists, while there are many scenes I would like to have artwork of, could someone find time to possibly, if you don't mind, draw the scene with Ranma carrying the puppy? For clarity's sake, the dog is a German Shepard.

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