Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Nekoken is Out of the Bag ❯ The Fist of Anger ( Chapter 4 )
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By: Lord Archive 
Intent on fighting Shampoo, Akane trains hard with Ranma's reluctant help.
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Martial Arts / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.22.2012 | Pages: 5 | Words: 5.9K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
Intent on fighting Shampoo, Akane trains hard with Ranma's reluctant help.
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Martial Arts / Hentai / Drama / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.22.2012 | Pages: 5 | Words: 5.9K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
Nekoken Is Out Of The Bag!
by Lord Archive
Characters are own Rumiko Takahashi and Shogakukan and are used without permission. All rights reserved.
This story takes place after manga volume 38. While at times darker than canon, this series has its share of Takahashi styled humor.
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Chapter 4 - The Fist of Anger
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Ranma sat by the campfire, which was surrounded by several sticks with fish stuck to each one, being cooked. Ranma gazed at the fire, absentmindedly eating one of the fish.
"Good morning," Akane greeted Ranma as she exited the tent.
"'Morning," Ranma returned.
Akane moved toward the campfire and took one of the fish and started eating. "How come you didn't let me catch them?"
"I got hungry, so I got them. Besides, I didn't want to wake ya," Ranma answered.
Akane pouted. "That's odd. I thought you'd wake me as part of martial arts training."
"I just didn't want to wake ya, okay," Ranma insisted with a slight blush.
"You didn't want me to cook, did you?" Akane accused.
"That's not it at all! We have an agreement where I cook for this trip, and you cook Tuesday. Remember?" Ranma retorted.
Akane blushed. "Oh, right. So, why didn't you wake me then?"
Ranma turned away, his cheeks turning bright red. "You just looked so peaceful sleeping there. I couldn't bring myself to wake you."
Akane smiled wryly. That he couldn't wake her was kind of cute, but she wished he'd at least be a little more open with his feelings. You'd think having sex a few times would've done something.
Ranma and Akane ate their breakfast in relative silence. He was still a little withdrawn from the events of the past week, and she didn't have a clue how to get him out of it. Though the girl preferred focusing on helping her lover than on what she knew the boy was brooding about.
When breakfast was finished, Akane returned to the tree and started to attack it. Ranma watched her for some time, coaching her in his usual crass style.
"If you don't get any faster, Shampoo is going to cream you," Ranma mocked, smirking as her attacks suddenly increased speed. "I'm going back to the campsite to practice. Remember, speed will defeat power, victory will only come if you can avoid being hit by that cute Amazon."
"What?" Akane screeched, but Ranma was already gone. She growled in rage that he would call that Amazon hussy 'cute.' He was HER lover and was engaged to HER. He shouldn't even LOOK at that trollop after everything that had happened. That bimbo was half the cause of his cat side mating with her, yet he still dared to complement that bitch.
Akane's attacks were now moving with blinding speed. Her thoughts turning in her anger and hatred. That her lover still thought so low of her skills. She had been the best martial artist in Nerima before Ranma arrived, and was not someone to be taken lightly. But he did think little of her skill. That there was no way she could defeat one stuck up bitch. She would prove him wrong and make that fucking little cat pay.
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Ranma practiced his martial arts, lost in thought. He had a hard time believing anything that happened in the past week. Before Monday it was the same old crap. Akane got upset at the slightest things, Ukyou and Shampoo acted as if the wedding fiasco never happened, and some wandering martial artist wanted to see what a punching bag felt like. He half-wished his mother hadn't returned to the recently repaired Saotome home. She at least didn't want to freeload off the Tendo family and knew he didn't really want to leave.
Ranma sighed. He could not fathom how he had become Akane's lover. Especially after what Nekoken had done to her. He didn't know how the girl could even look at him after he raped her. Yet the girl spread herself open for him. And for all her cries of him being some sort of pervert, she got it in her head to screw him while HE was a girl. He wasn't very comfortable with how much he had enjoyed having sex that way. He was a boy, and should've never felt like that...
Ranma's thought were brought to a sudden halt as he heard a tree's crashing fall. The noise came from where his lover had been punching the tree. "Akane!" he screamed as he ran almost faster than the eye could see. He was relieved to see the girl standing next to the fallen tree, apparently unharmed. She stood staring at her hand in shock. The tree appeared to have about six feet of it's height turned to splinters.
"Hey! Akane, you okay?" Ranma asked, concerned.
Akane looked up at Ranma with a silly grin on her face. "I'm fine."
Ranma looked at the tree, trying to understand what happened to it. He could feel the strong presence of Akane's chi in the air. "Um, how did you break the tree?"
"I-I think it was a chi enhanced punched," Akane replied.
Ranma looked at Akane quizzically. "Chi enhanced? Can you do it again?"
"Let me try," Akane said moving over to a rock. "Kyaa!" she cried as she punched the rock. "OW!" she yelped as she hit the rock, only cracking it.
Ranma paused, trying to figure out what she had done. "What were your thoughts before hitting the tree?"
Akane pouted. "Um, I was furious about you saying Shampoo was cute."
Ranma nodded. "Hmm... It was probably anger based then. I want you to get angry and try again."
Akane stood there trying to get angry, but the idea of developing a new martial arts move kept entering her mind preventing her from getting angry.
Ranma noticed that the smile never left Akane's face. He knew what he had to do, but hated it none-the-less. "How do expect to defeat Shampoo. She's faster, stronger, cuter, and a she can cook." After that last comment, he was half-tempted to find a nice safe rock in China to hide behind as the girl's aura flared dangerously.
Dark blue fire enshrouded Akane as she screamed a bestial yell and punched the rock again, turning it into powder.
Ranma blinked. He had seen this before. She first did it with the battle douji, and again last Wednesday night, but neither of them had noticed she had repeated it without a power boost.
Akane stepped forward, anger etched into her face.
Ranma gulped and then tried to cheer, "Akane, you did it! You mastered a chi punch."
Akane stopped and looked at where the rock use to be. "I did, didn't I?"
Ranma scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Yep, and I'm sorry for saying those things. Just needed to motivate you."
"You certainly did," Akane said with a gleam in her eye. She stood still for a second as a dark blue flame surrounded her hand. "Akaneken!" she called punching a nearby rock, turning it into pebbles. She shrugged noting she hadn't been that angry.
Ranma looked at the rock in dismay. The girl really needed some anger management. He looked around for a moment and saw a live tree of about one meter diameter. "Akane, I want you to use your attack on that tree."
Akane nodded. She stepped up to the tree and focus her thoughts on a certain cat she wanted to skin alive. Satisfied she was angry enough, she punched the tree but little happened beyond some of the bark flying from the impact. She growled and punched the tree some more, and then hissed as it was little more than dented.
"That's enough, Akane," Ranma called out.
"But my attack isn't working!" Akane protested.
"Yeah, and that's a GOOD thing. The tree's alive. If it had exploded, your attack would be beyond lethal," Ranma observed.
Akane paled.
Ranma took a closer look at the tree. If she kept up the attack it would've eventually exploded as the tree was now dead. In fact it wouldn't take much to knock the whole tree down now with numerous fist sized holes drilled into it. "Your move is powerful, but it appears to have a similar effect as Bakusai Tenketsu. Only non-living things will be utterly destroyed. The power of your punch is still amplified several times over."
Akane nodded slowly. "Good, I didn't like the idea of having a technique based on anger that could easily kill."
Ranma frowned. He didn't want to say this, but she had to hear it. "Akane, it can easily kill someone. Sure myself, Ryoga, Shampoo and some of the others could take a few of these punches, but a normal person would be splattered as if they were hit by a truck."
Akane looked at her fist and hoped no one ever pushed her to the point that she'd kill them.
Ranma stood still and concentrated his own chi around his hand and punched the tree stump duplicating Akane's move.
"Show off. Couldn't let me have a move only I know," Akane said jokingly.
Ranma smirked. "Now Akane, you developed a move from scratch. The fact I can duplicate it using confidence chi doesn't lessen your achievement."
Akane faked a pout. "I know. I was just hoping I was capable of doing something you couldn't. I can't even hold things only woman can do over you, and that bugs me."
"While I may be capable of doing everything you could, it doesn't mean I'd want to or that I'll ever try to. I'll never try to do, um, some of the things woman do," Ranma finished with a blush.
Akane figured what he was implying. "If you ever did, your Mom would have something to say about how 'unmanly' you were for doing it."
Ranma shivered. "Anyway, I'd like to teach you how to throw your punch into a chi blast."
Akane's eyes brightened. "I can use it that way?"
Ranma nodded. "Yep. You have the basics down. You see, when I throw a chi blast, I concentrate on an area and let my chi collect there. When it's sufficiently large enough, I give it a push sending it off. You are able to collect it in one spot. The problem, though, is that you collect it in your fist, if you give it a push, you're likely to rip your hands off in the process. The first thing you need to do is concentrate your chi in air, outside your body."
Akane attempted it several times, but her chi continued to manifest in her hands. Finally, Ranma decided to give her some help. He wrapped his arms around her.
"Ranma, what are you doing?" Akane growled with a little anger for interrupting her training.
"Giving you a better example of how to do a chi blast." He held his hand out in front of Akane and let his chi gather between them.
Akane felt Ranma's chi flow through her towards the growing chi ball between his hands. She had the feeling of confidence wave over her. She hadn't felt so generally confident since Ranma arrived. The only thing she was confident about since then was that Ranma was hers, after China there was no doubt in her mind about that. Then she felt a push as his chi was sent away from them in a blast.
Ranma frowned noting the attack was much weaker than he had expected. "Understand how to do it now?"
Akane nodded. "I think so." She once again focused her thoughts on Shampoo and all she had done. She let the feelings of anger and rage flow threw her, leave her body, and collect between her hands. She then shouted, "Akane Ha!" The blast hurled through the air, blasting several rocks into large chunks.
Akane looked puzzled at the damaged caused. "How come the rocks didn't explode into powder?"
Ranma rubbed his chin. "My guess is when you punch an object, your chi goes into it on contact with you and not just the chi. The chi blast just smashes against it, but when your fist hits it, the object gets your chi dumped into it and gets ripped apart by it. Actually, your attack may just be an overkill version of Bakusai Tenketsu."
Akane frowned, not liking the idea that her attack wasn't 'new' at all. "Oh. I think that makes sense."
Ranma frowned at the girl. "Now Akane, about those attack names, Akaneken and Akane Ha, why do you call them that?"
"They are my moves. I have the right to have them named after myself, even if people may think they are called 'anger fist,' 'red fist,' or whatever."
"I think you should come up with something more stylish, like Moukoken." Ranma's fist erupts in chi and he punches a rock, exploding it into pebbles. He frowned.
"Well, it looks like at least I have a stronger version of the punch. I turn rocks into powder," Akane gloated, forgetting what a lesser amount of anger had done.
"I guess you do." Ranma grumbled a bit, not wanting to admit his true weakness.
Akane grinned. He may be able to do the move, but hers was stronger.
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For the remainder of the morning was the leg speed training. Akane had to catch Ranma, but this time they had decided on a prize to the victor: the loser would be a sex slave for the night.
As the noon hour passed, it was clear Akane had failed. She was rather irritated at herself and accepted what was the left of the rice and sauce Kasumi had given them for the trip. At least it wasn't fish again.
Feeling a little revitalized by the food, Akane moved to the stream to once again try for Tenshin Amaguriken. She took a deep breath and then cried out. Her hands thundered into the water, splashing water and fish everywhere.
Ranma frowned, having been turned female once again my the girl's splashing. While Akane's speed had certainly improved, control still eluded her. Ranma wouldn't dare put her through the true training as she'd more likely grab the burning wood than the chestnuts. Still her improvement was impressive.
Akane was brimming with pride that she had 'pulled off' the move. "I did it!"
Ranma slowly shook her head. "You're certainly getting better. But you lack control. Now try it again, but this time send the fish to one spot."
Akane nodded and repeated the move a few more times, but had to give up as the fish didn't dare go near where she was training.
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Ranma and Akane spent much of the afternoon sparring. While it was clear her speed had improved greatly, she couldn't do better than an occasional lucky hit. Akane was pleased at least that he was attacking back. This was a serious sparring session and not some game of tag he usually played.
As dinner approached, he decided to test how the Akaneken worked against him. He let lose a series of insults that got the desired response, a chi punch which he blocked with his arm. Wincing from the pain, he failed to block the one that hit his chest, sending him flying into a nearby tree.
"Ranma, why do you insist on insulting me?" Akane growled angrily.
"I already told ya, 'I said it to motivate you.' There is no more to it than that," Ranma retorted. "I don't mean what I said, I just say them to get you to do as I want. I just said those things now to see how the Akaneken worked on a person, to make sure you it wasn't too dangerous of a move."
"Fucking idiot!" Akane cried out in horror. "You risked your life just to see if my punch was lethal or not?! What do you think would happen to me if that move was lethal and I killed you?"
Ranma pouted. "I don't know."
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"So, what's next on the training schedule?" Akane asked, standing up after finishing diner.
Ranma moved behind her wrapping his arms around her and whispered into her ear, "I was thinking of some endurance training."
Akane knew what kind of training that was. "Oh, how does this 'training' help me with fighting Shampoo?"
Ranma grinned. "A little more endurance can go a long way. Besides, you're twice as fast as you were before and with your chi attacks, she's in for a nasty surprise. She'll likely be overconfident in your fight as long as you don't show how much you've advanced before the fight. We'll work on some strategies against Shampoo's fighting style tomorrow. For now, I think we should have some fun."
Akane nodded. Even if she really wanted to continue training, the way Ranma was holding her and talking softly into her ear made her want to have that kind of fun.
"Remember, you lost that little chase we had this morning, so you're my slave tonight. I get to do with you as I wish," Ranma whispered with a grin that would do Happosai proud.
Akane nodded. That incentive for winning the chase hadn't been much of one as she wanted him to be the aggressor. All her fantasies before were of him taking advantage of her. Though she found her 'dream rapes' pale in comparison to what his cat side did. Which was another reason why she wanted him to be in control. If she was ever going to come to terms with how she lost her virginity, she had to fully submit herself to him.
Ranma was true to his word as he took command of her body. Touching her in ways she had never imagined. He certainly did not forget foreplay as he molested her with her own clothes, giving her a wedgie of pleasure, not pain. And he didn't let up, not until he was finished.
Akane embraced Ranma as the feelings of pleasure started to subside. She reveled in the what he had done: making her cum over and over again, trying a couple tricks to send her deeper into passion, filling her... Filling her?! Akane snapped out of the remaining euphoric feeling when she realized he didn't use a condom.
"Ranma you jerk!" Akane screamed as she punched him into a tree.
"Wha... Akane, what's wrong?" Ranma asked, stunned.
"You didn't use a condom, that's what's wrong!" Akane seethed.
Ranma tried to think of any excuse. "B-but you didn't mind it then and I was suppose to do with as I wanted with you."
"Ranma, do you have any idea of what could happen!?" Akane screamed. "I could get pregnant! Our lives are already insane enough as it is, adding a child to it now would be too much."
Ranma hadn't really thought about it. "W-what are the chances of you g-getting p-p-pregnant?"
"A lot better than I like. Why do you think I wanted to use condoms? Why I bought them? I knew there was a good chance that I could get pregnant. I got them to lessen the risk. And, you up the risks just because it reduced some of the sensations. Ranma you fucking idiot!" Akane ranted.
Ranma paled and looked down. "S-sorry. I wasn't thinking."
"You never do!" Akane stomped into the tent, fuming.
Ranma just sat at the tree, hoping he hadn't messed up things more by getting her pregnant.
Akane sat in the middle of the tent, curled up into a ball, crying. She wanted to know how her moron of a fiance could be so utterly stupid. She TOLD him he didn't want to risk having a kid yet, but he went and did it anyway. That stupid jerk.
Akane tried to figure out why she loved him. Why that even now she would welcome him back into the tent and touch her in ways she'd kill anyone else for doing. He was self-centered, stupid, insensitive, and a natural-born jerk. Yet she knew better than anyone else how kind and gentle he could be during the brief times they were alone. She didn't know what to do with him, but couldn't imagine life without him anymore. They may love each other, but they still had so many problems. At least she had put the fear in him.
Akane blinked. FEAR?! She cursed herself and her own stupidity. The entire reason they were there was to REDUCE his fears not add to them. Why couldn't that idiot have just used a condom?
Akane sat in the tent for another half-hour, not wanting to talk to him until sufficiently calm, and to get an idea of what to say. She didn't want to scare him even more. She exited the tent and saw her lover had not moved. "Ranma?" she asked tentatively.
Ranma looked up at her, sadly. "Akane, I'm sorry. I just... ah..."
"Ranma, it's okay." Akane smiled sheepishly. "I'm a little worried that I might get pregnant. The chances aren't really that great. I mean some people have sex thousands of times, but never get pregnant with no fault to either person. I just didn't want to take the risk even if it's something like one in ten thousand."
Ranma looked at her quizzically. "Is it really that hard to get pregnant?"
"Maybe not that hard, it's just a guess. If just making love to the girl was all that was needed, families with a dozen children or more would be common place. So, don't worry about it." Akane tried to wave the whole thing off. "Just for MY piece of mind, remember to use condoms."
Ranma pouted. "But, what if you do get pregnant?"
"Then I'll be a mother of a child with an aunt and grandmother who would spoil him rotten and help take care of him. I wouldn't be able to finish school. And, it would increase our responsibilities. Overall, it'd be a lot of changes, but with our loving and supportive families it wouldn't be too much of a problem." Akane's voice became soft, almost yearning as she talked.
Ranma frowned. "You sound like you actually want to get pregnant."
"Perhaps part of me does, but I'd really rather wait until we're ready before getting pregnant. That means I want you to use condoms unless I say it's all right not too. Understand?" Akane insisted.
Ranma nodded. "Ask first."
Akane kissed Ranma and then purred, "Now let's do it the way you were suppose to."
Ranma smiled and nodded. He followed Akane back to the tent.
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While Ranma held little qualms in borrowing moves from other people, he didn't like fighting completely in someone else's style. It didn't feel natural for him, but if Akane was going to defeat Shampoo-- she needed to know the Amazon's weaknesses.
Akane was a little upset at how much Ranma was being hindered using someone else's forms of combat. Mostly because she was barely holding her own in the sparring match. Had Ranma been serious, she would still have no hope of winning even with her improved skills.
As they continued their session, Ranma saw Akane leave an opening that would be hard for Shampoo's style to exploit, but another dozen schools would make her pay dearly for it. Ranma decided to use it as an example, so she hooked her foot around Akane's ankle and sent her to the ground.
"Wha... That move isn't one Shampoo uses," Akane growled angrily.
"It may not be, but it could be." Ranma waved her finger at the prone girl. "Just because you've never seen her use a certain style doesn't mean she doesn't know it. She has seen countless fights and may have picked up moves like that one. You must be on guard for anything. I am sure she holds back in fights, not using everything she knows unless she has too."
Akane shook her head. She had been focusing on how to defeat Shampoo quickly, it hadn't occurred to her she'd might have been holding back some moves. "All right, let's try that again."
Ranma nodded and they resumed their sparring session. Akane tightened her fighting style, leaving less openings. After a while Ranma wanted to see how perceptive Akane was and let loose a couple of comments about Shampoo's superiority in fighting to get Akaneken activated and then started to dodge the attacks. After a moment he yelled, "Stop!"
"What? Want to stop because I had you on the ropes?" Akane smirked.
"Nope, you lost. One punch and you're at ground-zero for Hiryu Shoten Ha," Ranma said as he waved his hand towards the dissipating chi spiral.
Akane paled. "Why did you do that? Shampoo doesn't know that move."
"Doesn't she?" Ranma scowled. "Or is it she's never been in a position to use it? Akane, she's the old ghoul's great-granddaughter. She is bound to know Hiryu Shoten Ha, Bakusai Tenketsu, Tenshin Amaguriken and other attacks I haven't seen yet."
Akane looked at her chi as it dissipated, and realized he was probably right about that. "Am I really that far behind in training? That Shampoo is actually much better than me?" she muttered to herself.
Ranma heard her, and replied, "Yeah she is. But that's what all the training was for, to give you a chance of winning. While I only expected to teach you only one attack, you developed the chi attacks. I'm still not sure if you could defeat Shampoo if she goes all out, but I don't expect her to. She'll likely be overconfident in her first battle. Her rematch, however, will likely be a tough battle."
"So, where does this put me on the power ranking?" Akane wondered.
Ranma shrugged. "You're still under Shampoo. You probably could take Ucchan out as long as you fight up close and didn't give her time to prepare for the fight."
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Akane sighed as she looked at Ranma, asleep in his seat on the train. She suppressed her urge to snuggle up next to him as she knew she'd fall asleep and possibly miss their stop.
Akane smiled. He was hers. Proven beyond a doubt, he was hers. Shampoo, Kodachi, Ukyou, or anyone else could not have him, Ranma was hers. She regretted many of the actions in her past. She had come close to driving him away on a several occasions, and yet he had always returned to her. As much as she accused him with running off with the other girls, she knew that was false, he was faithful to her.
Akane was worried though. Her future with him, while no longer concerned about losing him to the other girls, was still shaky at best. Sure, she would marry him and hopefully bare his children, she was worried about the insanity of his life. Losing her virginity to his cat side was just the latest of the abnormal events of her life with him. She no longer thought that the insanity would end with marriage. She believed now it would continue, possibly getting worse. She hoped it would decrease, but an end to it would not happen. What would be the next strange and unusual event to strike? Demon invasions? Another kidnapping? She didn't really want to know. She didn't really want to be part of it, but for the person she loved, she would be part of it.
Akane senses became alert as she heard Ranma talk in his sleep. "Ucchan... Ucchan don't leave."
Akane frowned. He was hers, how dare he dream of Ukyou?
"I'm sorry... I love you...," Ranma mumbled.
Akane's aura started to flair, her fist poised to pound him.
"...as a best friend... as a sister...," Ranma continued.
Akane quickly powered down and smiled. He was probably dreaming of the talk he would have to have soon with Ukyou.
"I don't want you to leave... I want us to be friends," Ranma insisted.
Akane could tell that Ranma was not liking how Ukyou replied to his statements.
Sorrow was thick in Ranma's words. "I'm sorry... I love Akane... I'm going to marry her... nothing will change that."
Akane's smile grew bigger, she decided it would be best to wake him from his nightmare. She leaned towards him and gave him a deep passionate kiss.
Ranma awoke to the kiss. Panic initially set in until he opened his eyes, seeing it was Akane who was kissing him. When he wrapped his arms around her, she broke it off.
"Hi there, sleepy head," Akane greeted.
Ranma now noticed he was on a train and quickly let go of Akane. "Um, er, Akane... ah..." he started to stammer.
"Why'd I wake you like that?" Akane questioned, and continued when he nodded, "You were talking in your sleep and apparently dreaming about telling Ukyou about us, and it wasn't going to well. I decided to wake you with a kiss because of what you were saying."
"Oh," Ranma expression became solemn.
"We'll have to work out something to help you explain things to her," Akane offered.
Ranma nodded slowly. "Yes, we will... I don't want to hurt her."
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Author's Note:
Before you start screaming to me about volume 32 - Battle Dougi, I know about this story. It is of my opinion that the Dougi gives a person Ultimate Potential of fighting with their body as it is. In the story Akane was moving at her fastest and strongest, plus her perception was at its best. This does not mean anything in concern with chi. Chi is an attack based on mental abilities, and not physical. The Dougi would have to some how teach Akane to throw chi attacks, and I don't see it just giving her the ability anymore than it could teach Akane to use Hiryu Shoten Ha or Bakusai Tenketsu. It could only give her the ability to use mostly physical moves such as Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken (she pulled off a Chun Li's style kick in the story).
The moves Akaneken and Akane Ha are so named for multiple reasons: First, Akane named them after herself as Akane's fist and Akane's blast. Second, Akane translates as certain shades of red color, to which anger is associated to at least one of those shades. This leads to an extended translation as anger fist and anger blast. There is a third reason, but that would be giving some things away.
The Akaneken's and Moukoken's (Fierce tiger attack) Bakusai Tenketsu effect is caused by the move infusing chi into anything it comes into contact with the punch and rips it apart. The chi in living things resist being pulled apart, greatly lessening the effect but is painful to the victim.
Just a note for those who think Akane advanced too much in this. One, with two days of speed training Akane still hasn't truly mastered Tenshin Amaguriken, which Ranma managed it on his first try when he found a suitable medium to train in. She's a lot closer to learning it, but seriously needs to learn control. Also, remember Akane came up with Akaneken on her own. It was the excessive anger triggered by her rape that released the move, and not anything Ranma has taught her. Ranma would not have been able to teach her Akane Ha during this trip, unless she first learned Akaneken. True I could of made things slower or come up with some outrageous training tactic to speed up Akane, but I need Akane to advance to a certain point for later on (and not for reasons you might think).
Thanks to David Tatum, Byran Neef, The Rams, and William Jones for going over the original version and everyone who has sent me C&C.
by Lord Archive
Characters are own Rumiko Takahashi and Shogakukan and are used without permission. All rights reserved.
This story takes place after manga volume 38. While at times darker than canon, this series has its share of Takahashi styled humor.
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Chapter 4 - The Fist of Anger
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Ranma sat by the campfire, which was surrounded by several sticks with fish stuck to each one, being cooked. Ranma gazed at the fire, absentmindedly eating one of the fish.
"Good morning," Akane greeted Ranma as she exited the tent.
"'Morning," Ranma returned.
Akane moved toward the campfire and took one of the fish and started eating. "How come you didn't let me catch them?"
"I got hungry, so I got them. Besides, I didn't want to wake ya," Ranma answered.
Akane pouted. "That's odd. I thought you'd wake me as part of martial arts training."
"I just didn't want to wake ya, okay," Ranma insisted with a slight blush.
"You didn't want me to cook, did you?" Akane accused.
"That's not it at all! We have an agreement where I cook for this trip, and you cook Tuesday. Remember?" Ranma retorted.
Akane blushed. "Oh, right. So, why didn't you wake me then?"
Ranma turned away, his cheeks turning bright red. "You just looked so peaceful sleeping there. I couldn't bring myself to wake you."
Akane smiled wryly. That he couldn't wake her was kind of cute, but she wished he'd at least be a little more open with his feelings. You'd think having sex a few times would've done something.
Ranma and Akane ate their breakfast in relative silence. He was still a little withdrawn from the events of the past week, and she didn't have a clue how to get him out of it. Though the girl preferred focusing on helping her lover than on what she knew the boy was brooding about.
When breakfast was finished, Akane returned to the tree and started to attack it. Ranma watched her for some time, coaching her in his usual crass style.
"If you don't get any faster, Shampoo is going to cream you," Ranma mocked, smirking as her attacks suddenly increased speed. "I'm going back to the campsite to practice. Remember, speed will defeat power, victory will only come if you can avoid being hit by that cute Amazon."
"What?" Akane screeched, but Ranma was already gone. She growled in rage that he would call that Amazon hussy 'cute.' He was HER lover and was engaged to HER. He shouldn't even LOOK at that trollop after everything that had happened. That bimbo was half the cause of his cat side mating with her, yet he still dared to complement that bitch.
Akane's attacks were now moving with blinding speed. Her thoughts turning in her anger and hatred. That her lover still thought so low of her skills. She had been the best martial artist in Nerima before Ranma arrived, and was not someone to be taken lightly. But he did think little of her skill. That there was no way she could defeat one stuck up bitch. She would prove him wrong and make that fucking little cat pay.
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Ranma practiced his martial arts, lost in thought. He had a hard time believing anything that happened in the past week. Before Monday it was the same old crap. Akane got upset at the slightest things, Ukyou and Shampoo acted as if the wedding fiasco never happened, and some wandering martial artist wanted to see what a punching bag felt like. He half-wished his mother hadn't returned to the recently repaired Saotome home. She at least didn't want to freeload off the Tendo family and knew he didn't really want to leave.
Ranma sighed. He could not fathom how he had become Akane's lover. Especially after what Nekoken had done to her. He didn't know how the girl could even look at him after he raped her. Yet the girl spread herself open for him. And for all her cries of him being some sort of pervert, she got it in her head to screw him while HE was a girl. He wasn't very comfortable with how much he had enjoyed having sex that way. He was a boy, and should've never felt like that...
Ranma's thought were brought to a sudden halt as he heard a tree's crashing fall. The noise came from where his lover had been punching the tree. "Akane!" he screamed as he ran almost faster than the eye could see. He was relieved to see the girl standing next to the fallen tree, apparently unharmed. She stood staring at her hand in shock. The tree appeared to have about six feet of it's height turned to splinters.
"Hey! Akane, you okay?" Ranma asked, concerned.
Akane looked up at Ranma with a silly grin on her face. "I'm fine."
Ranma looked at the tree, trying to understand what happened to it. He could feel the strong presence of Akane's chi in the air. "Um, how did you break the tree?"
"I-I think it was a chi enhanced punched," Akane replied.
Ranma looked at Akane quizzically. "Chi enhanced? Can you do it again?"
"Let me try," Akane said moving over to a rock. "Kyaa!" she cried as she punched the rock. "OW!" she yelped as she hit the rock, only cracking it.
Ranma paused, trying to figure out what she had done. "What were your thoughts before hitting the tree?"
Akane pouted. "Um, I was furious about you saying Shampoo was cute."
Ranma nodded. "Hmm... It was probably anger based then. I want you to get angry and try again."
Akane stood there trying to get angry, but the idea of developing a new martial arts move kept entering her mind preventing her from getting angry.
Ranma noticed that the smile never left Akane's face. He knew what he had to do, but hated it none-the-less. "How do expect to defeat Shampoo. She's faster, stronger, cuter, and a she can cook." After that last comment, he was half-tempted to find a nice safe rock in China to hide behind as the girl's aura flared dangerously.
Dark blue fire enshrouded Akane as she screamed a bestial yell and punched the rock again, turning it into powder.
Ranma blinked. He had seen this before. She first did it with the battle douji, and again last Wednesday night, but neither of them had noticed she had repeated it without a power boost.
Akane stepped forward, anger etched into her face.
Ranma gulped and then tried to cheer, "Akane, you did it! You mastered a chi punch."
Akane stopped and looked at where the rock use to be. "I did, didn't I?"
Ranma scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Yep, and I'm sorry for saying those things. Just needed to motivate you."
"You certainly did," Akane said with a gleam in her eye. She stood still for a second as a dark blue flame surrounded her hand. "Akaneken!" she called punching a nearby rock, turning it into pebbles. She shrugged noting she hadn't been that angry.
Ranma looked at the rock in dismay. The girl really needed some anger management. He looked around for a moment and saw a live tree of about one meter diameter. "Akane, I want you to use your attack on that tree."
Akane nodded. She stepped up to the tree and focus her thoughts on a certain cat she wanted to skin alive. Satisfied she was angry enough, she punched the tree but little happened beyond some of the bark flying from the impact. She growled and punched the tree some more, and then hissed as it was little more than dented.
"That's enough, Akane," Ranma called out.
"But my attack isn't working!" Akane protested.
"Yeah, and that's a GOOD thing. The tree's alive. If it had exploded, your attack would be beyond lethal," Ranma observed.
Akane paled.
Ranma took a closer look at the tree. If she kept up the attack it would've eventually exploded as the tree was now dead. In fact it wouldn't take much to knock the whole tree down now with numerous fist sized holes drilled into it. "Your move is powerful, but it appears to have a similar effect as Bakusai Tenketsu. Only non-living things will be utterly destroyed. The power of your punch is still amplified several times over."
Akane nodded slowly. "Good, I didn't like the idea of having a technique based on anger that could easily kill."
Ranma frowned. He didn't want to say this, but she had to hear it. "Akane, it can easily kill someone. Sure myself, Ryoga, Shampoo and some of the others could take a few of these punches, but a normal person would be splattered as if they were hit by a truck."
Akane looked at her fist and hoped no one ever pushed her to the point that she'd kill them.
Ranma stood still and concentrated his own chi around his hand and punched the tree stump duplicating Akane's move.
"Show off. Couldn't let me have a move only I know," Akane said jokingly.
Ranma smirked. "Now Akane, you developed a move from scratch. The fact I can duplicate it using confidence chi doesn't lessen your achievement."
Akane faked a pout. "I know. I was just hoping I was capable of doing something you couldn't. I can't even hold things only woman can do over you, and that bugs me."
"While I may be capable of doing everything you could, it doesn't mean I'd want to or that I'll ever try to. I'll never try to do, um, some of the things woman do," Ranma finished with a blush.
Akane figured what he was implying. "If you ever did, your Mom would have something to say about how 'unmanly' you were for doing it."
Ranma shivered. "Anyway, I'd like to teach you how to throw your punch into a chi blast."
Akane's eyes brightened. "I can use it that way?"
Ranma nodded. "Yep. You have the basics down. You see, when I throw a chi blast, I concentrate on an area and let my chi collect there. When it's sufficiently large enough, I give it a push sending it off. You are able to collect it in one spot. The problem, though, is that you collect it in your fist, if you give it a push, you're likely to rip your hands off in the process. The first thing you need to do is concentrate your chi in air, outside your body."
Akane attempted it several times, but her chi continued to manifest in her hands. Finally, Ranma decided to give her some help. He wrapped his arms around her.
"Ranma, what are you doing?" Akane growled with a little anger for interrupting her training.
"Giving you a better example of how to do a chi blast." He held his hand out in front of Akane and let his chi gather between them.
Akane felt Ranma's chi flow through her towards the growing chi ball between his hands. She had the feeling of confidence wave over her. She hadn't felt so generally confident since Ranma arrived. The only thing she was confident about since then was that Ranma was hers, after China there was no doubt in her mind about that. Then she felt a push as his chi was sent away from them in a blast.
Ranma frowned noting the attack was much weaker than he had expected. "Understand how to do it now?"
Akane nodded. "I think so." She once again focused her thoughts on Shampoo and all she had done. She let the feelings of anger and rage flow threw her, leave her body, and collect between her hands. She then shouted, "Akane Ha!" The blast hurled through the air, blasting several rocks into large chunks.
Akane looked puzzled at the damaged caused. "How come the rocks didn't explode into powder?"
Ranma rubbed his chin. "My guess is when you punch an object, your chi goes into it on contact with you and not just the chi. The chi blast just smashes against it, but when your fist hits it, the object gets your chi dumped into it and gets ripped apart by it. Actually, your attack may just be an overkill version of Bakusai Tenketsu."
Akane frowned, not liking the idea that her attack wasn't 'new' at all. "Oh. I think that makes sense."
Ranma frowned at the girl. "Now Akane, about those attack names, Akaneken and Akane Ha, why do you call them that?"
"They are my moves. I have the right to have them named after myself, even if people may think they are called 'anger fist,' 'red fist,' or whatever."
"I think you should come up with something more stylish, like Moukoken." Ranma's fist erupts in chi and he punches a rock, exploding it into pebbles. He frowned.
"Well, it looks like at least I have a stronger version of the punch. I turn rocks into powder," Akane gloated, forgetting what a lesser amount of anger had done.
"I guess you do." Ranma grumbled a bit, not wanting to admit his true weakness.
Akane grinned. He may be able to do the move, but hers was stronger.
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For the remainder of the morning was the leg speed training. Akane had to catch Ranma, but this time they had decided on a prize to the victor: the loser would be a sex slave for the night.
As the noon hour passed, it was clear Akane had failed. She was rather irritated at herself and accepted what was the left of the rice and sauce Kasumi had given them for the trip. At least it wasn't fish again.
Feeling a little revitalized by the food, Akane moved to the stream to once again try for Tenshin Amaguriken. She took a deep breath and then cried out. Her hands thundered into the water, splashing water and fish everywhere.
Ranma frowned, having been turned female once again my the girl's splashing. While Akane's speed had certainly improved, control still eluded her. Ranma wouldn't dare put her through the true training as she'd more likely grab the burning wood than the chestnuts. Still her improvement was impressive.
Akane was brimming with pride that she had 'pulled off' the move. "I did it!"
Ranma slowly shook her head. "You're certainly getting better. But you lack control. Now try it again, but this time send the fish to one spot."
Akane nodded and repeated the move a few more times, but had to give up as the fish didn't dare go near where she was training.
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Ranma and Akane spent much of the afternoon sparring. While it was clear her speed had improved greatly, she couldn't do better than an occasional lucky hit. Akane was pleased at least that he was attacking back. This was a serious sparring session and not some game of tag he usually played.
As dinner approached, he decided to test how the Akaneken worked against him. He let lose a series of insults that got the desired response, a chi punch which he blocked with his arm. Wincing from the pain, he failed to block the one that hit his chest, sending him flying into a nearby tree.
"Ranma, why do you insist on insulting me?" Akane growled angrily.
"I already told ya, 'I said it to motivate you.' There is no more to it than that," Ranma retorted. "I don't mean what I said, I just say them to get you to do as I want. I just said those things now to see how the Akaneken worked on a person, to make sure you it wasn't too dangerous of a move."
"Fucking idiot!" Akane cried out in horror. "You risked your life just to see if my punch was lethal or not?! What do you think would happen to me if that move was lethal and I killed you?"
Ranma pouted. "I don't know."
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"So, what's next on the training schedule?" Akane asked, standing up after finishing diner.
Ranma moved behind her wrapping his arms around her and whispered into her ear, "I was thinking of some endurance training."
Akane knew what kind of training that was. "Oh, how does this 'training' help me with fighting Shampoo?"
Ranma grinned. "A little more endurance can go a long way. Besides, you're twice as fast as you were before and with your chi attacks, she's in for a nasty surprise. She'll likely be overconfident in your fight as long as you don't show how much you've advanced before the fight. We'll work on some strategies against Shampoo's fighting style tomorrow. For now, I think we should have some fun."
Akane nodded. Even if she really wanted to continue training, the way Ranma was holding her and talking softly into her ear made her want to have that kind of fun.
"Remember, you lost that little chase we had this morning, so you're my slave tonight. I get to do with you as I wish," Ranma whispered with a grin that would do Happosai proud.
Akane nodded. That incentive for winning the chase hadn't been much of one as she wanted him to be the aggressor. All her fantasies before were of him taking advantage of her. Though she found her 'dream rapes' pale in comparison to what his cat side did. Which was another reason why she wanted him to be in control. If she was ever going to come to terms with how she lost her virginity, she had to fully submit herself to him.
Ranma was true to his word as he took command of her body. Touching her in ways she had never imagined. He certainly did not forget foreplay as he molested her with her own clothes, giving her a wedgie of pleasure, not pain. And he didn't let up, not until he was finished.
Akane embraced Ranma as the feelings of pleasure started to subside. She reveled in the what he had done: making her cum over and over again, trying a couple tricks to send her deeper into passion, filling her... Filling her?! Akane snapped out of the remaining euphoric feeling when she realized he didn't use a condom.
"Ranma you jerk!" Akane screamed as she punched him into a tree.
"Wha... Akane, what's wrong?" Ranma asked, stunned.
"You didn't use a condom, that's what's wrong!" Akane seethed.
Ranma tried to think of any excuse. "B-but you didn't mind it then and I was suppose to do with as I wanted with you."
"Ranma, do you have any idea of what could happen!?" Akane screamed. "I could get pregnant! Our lives are already insane enough as it is, adding a child to it now would be too much."
Ranma hadn't really thought about it. "W-what are the chances of you g-getting p-p-pregnant?"
"A lot better than I like. Why do you think I wanted to use condoms? Why I bought them? I knew there was a good chance that I could get pregnant. I got them to lessen the risk. And, you up the risks just because it reduced some of the sensations. Ranma you fucking idiot!" Akane ranted.
Ranma paled and looked down. "S-sorry. I wasn't thinking."
"You never do!" Akane stomped into the tent, fuming.
Ranma just sat at the tree, hoping he hadn't messed up things more by getting her pregnant.
Akane sat in the middle of the tent, curled up into a ball, crying. She wanted to know how her moron of a fiance could be so utterly stupid. She TOLD him he didn't want to risk having a kid yet, but he went and did it anyway. That stupid jerk.
Akane tried to figure out why she loved him. Why that even now she would welcome him back into the tent and touch her in ways she'd kill anyone else for doing. He was self-centered, stupid, insensitive, and a natural-born jerk. Yet she knew better than anyone else how kind and gentle he could be during the brief times they were alone. She didn't know what to do with him, but couldn't imagine life without him anymore. They may love each other, but they still had so many problems. At least she had put the fear in him.
Akane blinked. FEAR?! She cursed herself and her own stupidity. The entire reason they were there was to REDUCE his fears not add to them. Why couldn't that idiot have just used a condom?
Akane sat in the tent for another half-hour, not wanting to talk to him until sufficiently calm, and to get an idea of what to say. She didn't want to scare him even more. She exited the tent and saw her lover had not moved. "Ranma?" she asked tentatively.
Ranma looked up at her, sadly. "Akane, I'm sorry. I just... ah..."
"Ranma, it's okay." Akane smiled sheepishly. "I'm a little worried that I might get pregnant. The chances aren't really that great. I mean some people have sex thousands of times, but never get pregnant with no fault to either person. I just didn't want to take the risk even if it's something like one in ten thousand."
Ranma looked at her quizzically. "Is it really that hard to get pregnant?"
"Maybe not that hard, it's just a guess. If just making love to the girl was all that was needed, families with a dozen children or more would be common place. So, don't worry about it." Akane tried to wave the whole thing off. "Just for MY piece of mind, remember to use condoms."
Ranma pouted. "But, what if you do get pregnant?"
"Then I'll be a mother of a child with an aunt and grandmother who would spoil him rotten and help take care of him. I wouldn't be able to finish school. And, it would increase our responsibilities. Overall, it'd be a lot of changes, but with our loving and supportive families it wouldn't be too much of a problem." Akane's voice became soft, almost yearning as she talked.
Ranma frowned. "You sound like you actually want to get pregnant."
"Perhaps part of me does, but I'd really rather wait until we're ready before getting pregnant. That means I want you to use condoms unless I say it's all right not too. Understand?" Akane insisted.
Ranma nodded. "Ask first."
Akane kissed Ranma and then purred, "Now let's do it the way you were suppose to."
Ranma smiled and nodded. He followed Akane back to the tent.
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While Ranma held little qualms in borrowing moves from other people, he didn't like fighting completely in someone else's style. It didn't feel natural for him, but if Akane was going to defeat Shampoo-- she needed to know the Amazon's weaknesses.
Akane was a little upset at how much Ranma was being hindered using someone else's forms of combat. Mostly because she was barely holding her own in the sparring match. Had Ranma been serious, she would still have no hope of winning even with her improved skills.
As they continued their session, Ranma saw Akane leave an opening that would be hard for Shampoo's style to exploit, but another dozen schools would make her pay dearly for it. Ranma decided to use it as an example, so she hooked her foot around Akane's ankle and sent her to the ground.
"Wha... That move isn't one Shampoo uses," Akane growled angrily.
"It may not be, but it could be." Ranma waved her finger at the prone girl. "Just because you've never seen her use a certain style doesn't mean she doesn't know it. She has seen countless fights and may have picked up moves like that one. You must be on guard for anything. I am sure she holds back in fights, not using everything she knows unless she has too."
Akane shook her head. She had been focusing on how to defeat Shampoo quickly, it hadn't occurred to her she'd might have been holding back some moves. "All right, let's try that again."
Ranma nodded and they resumed their sparring session. Akane tightened her fighting style, leaving less openings. After a while Ranma wanted to see how perceptive Akane was and let loose a couple of comments about Shampoo's superiority in fighting to get Akaneken activated and then started to dodge the attacks. After a moment he yelled, "Stop!"
"What? Want to stop because I had you on the ropes?" Akane smirked.
"Nope, you lost. One punch and you're at ground-zero for Hiryu Shoten Ha," Ranma said as he waved his hand towards the dissipating chi spiral.
Akane paled. "Why did you do that? Shampoo doesn't know that move."
"Doesn't she?" Ranma scowled. "Or is it she's never been in a position to use it? Akane, she's the old ghoul's great-granddaughter. She is bound to know Hiryu Shoten Ha, Bakusai Tenketsu, Tenshin Amaguriken and other attacks I haven't seen yet."
Akane looked at her chi as it dissipated, and realized he was probably right about that. "Am I really that far behind in training? That Shampoo is actually much better than me?" she muttered to herself.
Ranma heard her, and replied, "Yeah she is. But that's what all the training was for, to give you a chance of winning. While I only expected to teach you only one attack, you developed the chi attacks. I'm still not sure if you could defeat Shampoo if she goes all out, but I don't expect her to. She'll likely be overconfident in her first battle. Her rematch, however, will likely be a tough battle."
"So, where does this put me on the power ranking?" Akane wondered.
Ranma shrugged. "You're still under Shampoo. You probably could take Ucchan out as long as you fight up close and didn't give her time to prepare for the fight."
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Akane sighed as she looked at Ranma, asleep in his seat on the train. She suppressed her urge to snuggle up next to him as she knew she'd fall asleep and possibly miss their stop.
Akane smiled. He was hers. Proven beyond a doubt, he was hers. Shampoo, Kodachi, Ukyou, or anyone else could not have him, Ranma was hers. She regretted many of the actions in her past. She had come close to driving him away on a several occasions, and yet he had always returned to her. As much as she accused him with running off with the other girls, she knew that was false, he was faithful to her.
Akane was worried though. Her future with him, while no longer concerned about losing him to the other girls, was still shaky at best. Sure, she would marry him and hopefully bare his children, she was worried about the insanity of his life. Losing her virginity to his cat side was just the latest of the abnormal events of her life with him. She no longer thought that the insanity would end with marriage. She believed now it would continue, possibly getting worse. She hoped it would decrease, but an end to it would not happen. What would be the next strange and unusual event to strike? Demon invasions? Another kidnapping? She didn't really want to know. She didn't really want to be part of it, but for the person she loved, she would be part of it.
Akane senses became alert as she heard Ranma talk in his sleep. "Ucchan... Ucchan don't leave."
Akane frowned. He was hers, how dare he dream of Ukyou?
"I'm sorry... I love you...," Ranma mumbled.
Akane's aura started to flair, her fist poised to pound him.
"...as a best friend... as a sister...," Ranma continued.
Akane quickly powered down and smiled. He was probably dreaming of the talk he would have to have soon with Ukyou.
"I don't want you to leave... I want us to be friends," Ranma insisted.
Akane could tell that Ranma was not liking how Ukyou replied to his statements.
Sorrow was thick in Ranma's words. "I'm sorry... I love Akane... I'm going to marry her... nothing will change that."
Akane's smile grew bigger, she decided it would be best to wake him from his nightmare. She leaned towards him and gave him a deep passionate kiss.
Ranma awoke to the kiss. Panic initially set in until he opened his eyes, seeing it was Akane who was kissing him. When he wrapped his arms around her, she broke it off.
"Hi there, sleepy head," Akane greeted.
Ranma now noticed he was on a train and quickly let go of Akane. "Um, er, Akane... ah..." he started to stammer.
"Why'd I wake you like that?" Akane questioned, and continued when he nodded, "You were talking in your sleep and apparently dreaming about telling Ukyou about us, and it wasn't going to well. I decided to wake you with a kiss because of what you were saying."
"Oh," Ranma expression became solemn.
"We'll have to work out something to help you explain things to her," Akane offered.
Ranma nodded slowly. "Yes, we will... I don't want to hurt her."
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Author's Note:
Before you start screaming to me about volume 32 - Battle Dougi, I know about this story. It is of my opinion that the Dougi gives a person Ultimate Potential of fighting with their body as it is. In the story Akane was moving at her fastest and strongest, plus her perception was at its best. This does not mean anything in concern with chi. Chi is an attack based on mental abilities, and not physical. The Dougi would have to some how teach Akane to throw chi attacks, and I don't see it just giving her the ability anymore than it could teach Akane to use Hiryu Shoten Ha or Bakusai Tenketsu. It could only give her the ability to use mostly physical moves such as Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken (she pulled off a Chun Li's style kick in the story).
The moves Akaneken and Akane Ha are so named for multiple reasons: First, Akane named them after herself as Akane's fist and Akane's blast. Second, Akane translates as certain shades of red color, to which anger is associated to at least one of those shades. This leads to an extended translation as anger fist and anger blast. There is a third reason, but that would be giving some things away.
The Akaneken's and Moukoken's (Fierce tiger attack) Bakusai Tenketsu effect is caused by the move infusing chi into anything it comes into contact with the punch and rips it apart. The chi in living things resist being pulled apart, greatly lessening the effect but is painful to the victim.
Just a note for those who think Akane advanced too much in this. One, with two days of speed training Akane still hasn't truly mastered Tenshin Amaguriken, which Ranma managed it on his first try when he found a suitable medium to train in. She's a lot closer to learning it, but seriously needs to learn control. Also, remember Akane came up with Akaneken on her own. It was the excessive anger triggered by her rape that released the move, and not anything Ranma has taught her. Ranma would not have been able to teach her Akane Ha during this trip, unless she first learned Akaneken. True I could of made things slower or come up with some outrageous training tactic to speed up Akane, but I need Akane to advance to a certain point for later on (and not for reasons you might think).
Thanks to David Tatum, Byran Neef, The Rams, and William Jones for going over the original version and everyone who has sent me C&C.