Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ A Day in the Life ❯ Chapter 1

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A Day in the Life

(My contribution to the RanKane Exchange event for Me-See-World. I’m gonna try the ‘life after inheriting the dojo’ request, but it was also said that he/she wouldn’t turn down a nice smut-fic so I’m gonna try to combine the two.)

“I’m baaaack!” called a female voice. The young woman in question arrived at her home, groceries in hand.

“Ranma? Ranma?” she called out. To her surprise, she didn’t get a response.

“Wonder where he is,” Akane said aloud. “He’s supposed to be getting dinner ready.”

Entering the house, Akane searched around for Ranma and called his name again. Like before, she had received no response.

‘Seriously, where is he?’ Akane thought. She received an answer this time in the form of a loud ‘SLAM!’

“Of course, he’s in the dojo,” Akane sighed. Setting the groceries down, Akane dashed off to the dojo.

[A moment later]

Akane slid the dojo doors open to reveal the scene of three young boys getting launched against the wall, and Ranma standing triumphantly in a punching stance.

“Heh heh,” Ranma chuckled. “Remember, you three wanted me to kick it up a notch this round,” he said.

The boys all landed in a heap and one of them raised his hand in a thumbs-up. “No…regrets…sensei!” he sputtered out.

Ranma crossed his arms and looked at the young trio with a glint of worry.

“Ehhh…maybe I overdid it a bit,” he commented.

“Ya think?” Akane chimed in.

Ranma turned to see Akane in the door, not noticing her earlier.

“Akane. When’d you get home?”

“Just now. What’re you doing Ranma, I thought you were getting everything ready for when I got back with the groceries,” she replied.

Ranma put a hand behind his head. “I was, but then ‘The Three Overachievers’ over there, showed up and asked for a 3v1 sparring session,” he motioned to the boys who were picking themselves up off the floor.

Akane sighed and shook her head. “I should’ve known.” With a loud ‘CLAP’ Akane approached the young trio.

“Alright you three, I’m sure you’ve enjoyed your extra lessons but seriously, it’s time to call it an evening,” she said crossing her arms.

“Yeah, she’s right. I still got homework to finish,” the first boy said.

“And I gotta rush to the manga shop before it closes!” the second boy added.

“Screw homework, I need to log on and level up like, ASAP,” replied the third boy.

A quick bow to Akane, the three boys rushed out of the dojo.

A moment later, Ranma and Akane saw their students to the exit.

“Bye Sensei, see ya Mrs. Saotome!” they called out. The couple waved as the boys disappeared from the Tendo-Saotome dojo.

“Whew, they’re finally gone.” Ranma groaned stepping back inside. “Finally, we can get dinner started!”

Ranma was about to make a mad dash to the kitchen, but Akane grabbed him by the pigtail.

“Hold it Ranma. I’ll make the preparations, you hit the bathtub,” she demanded.

“Uhh Akane,” Ranma began.

“Don’t start with that Ranma. I’m just going to get everything set up first, I won’t be doing any actual cooking,” Akane interrupted him.

With a defeated sigh, Ranma retreated to the bathroom.

[In the Kitchen]

Akane had un-bagged all the groceries and began heating up the kettle on the stove.

She’d never admit this to anyone, but she still somewhat resented the fact that Ranma did 90% of the cooking in their lives. She figured that her own culinary skills would improve somewhere down the line after they’d gotten married, and while they have gotten slightly better each passing year, they were still nothing to get excited about (aside from that rare once in a blue moon success).

She was tempted to try and fix something for dinner herself, but remembering the huge fight they had last time she tried (which ended with Ranma camping out for a week, and a noticeable cut in their budget with all of Akane’s ordering out), she ultimately decided against it. With a melancholy sigh, Akane pulled out all the utensils and ingredients she knew Ranma would need.

[With Ranma]

Ranma sat in the hot water, absentmindedly in thought. It had taken five years after that epic battle at Jusenkyo, but he and Akane were really married right now, and have been for a good three, soon to be four, years.

‘I can’t believe it’s been close to 10 years since then,’ Ranma thought. He could still remember the moment where 16-year-old him finally manned up for real and was able to admit his true feelings for Akane. He could also vividly remember the disastrous failed wedding that had been set up after that.

Nearly two years after the disastrous wedding, Ranma and Akane finally became an official couple, much to the delight (and relief) of many, and chagrin to others; mainly Shampoo and Cologne.

It had been a long and crazy road filled with magical shenanigans, insults, various rounds of ass-kicking, but eventually, they finally managed to get rid of the Chinese Amazons, hopefully for good.

His relationship with Akane had grown over the course of trying to get the Amazons to leave, what with the two constantly needing to work together to get through various attempts to get Ranma to marry Shampoo, some more dangerous (and effective) than others.

Once the Amazons were finally dealt with, the two felt safe enough to get married for real, and between the wedding their families had organized for them, that first night, and their current status quo, the wait was beyond worth it.

Ranma had admitted to himself that he did miss Shampoo and Cologne to…varying low-degrees, but since they were the biggest obstacle between him and his current life, he’d be glad to never see them again.

His memories were interrupted by a low growling noise. His thoughts shifting to what to make for dinner, Ranma finally got set to leave the tub.

[A few moments later]

All of the preparations had been made. All that was left to do was get Ranma out of the tub and get him to start cooking. While he was doing that, Akane intended to take a dip herself. Hopefully, he’d be done by the time she got out.

Heading to the bathroom, she found that Ranma had already gotten out and was on his way to the kitchen.

“Tub’s all yours honey,” Ranma said dashing past his wife. As Ranma headed to the kitchen to get dinner started, Akane could only smile at her husband’s swiftness.

[Later that night]

After dinner, Ranma and Akane found themselves in the training hall once again, but this time, it was just the two of them. The couple stood a short distance from each other, both staring the other dead in their eyes. Without a word, the two both fell into defensive stances.

A few seconds passed without either of them making a move or a sound. The one to break the mental stalemate was Akane who dashed at Ranma full speed and threw a hard punch straight at him.

Ranma steeled himself and brought his arm up to his chest to deflect her blow and counter with a palm strike to the gut.

Akane stumbled backwards holding her stomach. ‘Dammit, he got the first strike again!’ Akane mused. Charging Ranma again, Akane went low this time and struck with a sweep kick that Ranma simply hopped over.

Flipping forward in midair, Ranma was able to angle his leg and attack with a fierce axe kick. Expecting something like this, Akane blocked the strike with her forearm and shoved Ranma back.

Slightly off balance, Ranma rolled with the force of Akane’s thrust and managed to safely get back to his feet.

Akane was far from finished as she instantly closed the distance gap between them. Ranma hadn’t managed to put his guard back up, so he was unable to block Akane’s next attack: a palm strike to the face.

Ranma’s face was forced around as he took the full force of Akane’s attack. Turning back around to face her, he seemed mostly unfazed by the blow. He was however, more than ready to retaliate by grabbing her wrist before she could pull her hand back.

Akane quickly tried to pull away from Ranma, but was unable to break free. Her escape attempt unsuccessful, she decided to attack again and threw a punch at Ranma’s head. Ranma easily caught it.

Both hands restrained, Akane could only think of one way out: lightly hopping, she thrust both her legs forward and kicked Ranma in the chest. She shouldn’t have been surprised, but she hadn’t expected Ranma to still be holding onto her hands after she launched her attack. Her feet still pressed against his torso, Akane pushed with all the strength her legs could muster in her attempt to get Ranma to release her.

Ranma was surprised by Akane’s earlier attack, and though he was caught off guard, he wouldn’t let his grip loosen even for a second. Even as Akane attempted to shove him off with her legs, his hands remained gripped to her wrists like a tight vice.

Akane continued to struggle for a short while before an idea came to her. Lifting one leg up to the side of Ranma’s head, she launched a hard kick to the face. Ranma was unable to defend or even dodge the attack and ultimately, he was knocked to the side, finally releasing Akane.

The woman in question managed to roll with her fall and land back in a defensive stance just as Ranma fixed his composure.

Shaking the pain away, Ranma couldn’t help but smile. The two had sparred together a lot over the years, and if there’s anything Akane gained from their sessions together, it was leg strength, especially with all the kicking she practiced (memories of one of Ranma’s oldest teases, rushing back).

‘Speaking of her legs….’ Ranma’s thoughts shifted to another kind of session he enjoyed with Akane, and right now, he felt the strong urge to start it. Taking a stance, Ranma made the ‘bring it on’ gesture with his hand. Vigor renewed, Akane leapt forward and launched another kick at Ranma.

Ranma was beyond ready this time. Spinning with the momentum of Akane’s kick, Ranma made his way behind her and grabbed Akane from behind, his arms across her chest.

“R-Ranma!”

“You didn’t keep your guard up, Honey,” Ranma said in a husky tone. “And you know what happens when you give me an opening.” Ranma pulled his arms back, letting his hands rest on her breasts.

“Ranma, wait!” Akane quickly stopped him. “We should probably shower first,” While the two of them had bathed earlier, their little sparring match had made both of them work up a decent sweat.

“Only if we go in together.”

“Deal.”

[A few minutes later]

The couple was in the changing room, not facing each other, stripping off their last articles of clothing. When Ranma stripped himself completely bare, he turned and approached Akane from behind. Akane made no attempt to stop Ranma as he grabbed the hook of her bra and unclasped it, letting it fall to the floor.

Now topless, Akane grabbed the waist of her panties and slowly slid them down her thighs, flirtatiously sticking her butt towards Ranma. Both of them completely naked, the two made their way to the shower.

[In the shower]

“So, are we prepared for tomorrow?” Akane asked, rubbing shampoo through her hair.

“Come on Akane. Did those guys who challenged the dojo really look like they’ll be any problem for us?” Ranma replied, wringing water out of his pigtail.

While when they first reopened the dojo, ‘business’ was severely lacking, but in the few years they’d been the new masters, the Tendo-Saotome Dojo had amassed a great deal of recognition and began gaining a fair amount of students and challengers alike.

It just so happened that Ranma had accepted yet another challenger’s request, but this time, it would be him and Akane fighting together against a cocky young man who issued the challenge and his equally as eager girlfriend.

“I’m just saying Ranma, it might be best to not underestimate them,” Akane said heating up the water a bit more.

“We’ll worry about that when the time comes. Tonight, let’s just relax. After having to deal with ‘Team Rocket’ today, I need to unwind,” Ranma replied, referring to the 3 boys from earlier.

They were good kids, and they seemed to be truly dedicated to becoming great martial artists, but their dedication usually made them stay in the dojo overtime which would usually cut into the ‘special time’ Ranma preferred to spend with Akane alone.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Akane agreed. She moved to turn the water off, but Ranma quickly stopped her.

“Don’t turn it off yet, I don’t think either of us are clean enough,” Ranma’s expression quickly turned into one of passion and lust.

“Allow me to help you fix that.” Ranma slowly pressed his lips against Akane’s, as he lowered his hands to her waist. Akane put her arms around Ranma’s neck and pulled him closer, even deeper into their kiss.

Feeling bold, Ranma slid a hand behind Akane and rested it on the curves of her ass, giving it a light squeeze.

“Yaahn!”

Loving the sound he made her emit, Ranma quickly placed his other hand on Akane’s butt and squeezed a little harder.

“Ran-ma…”

Akane could feel her body heating up, as Ranma proceeded to slowly massage the cheeks of her ass. She could also feel Ranma’s arousal poking against her inner thigh.

Akane noticed that Ranma’s dick was twitching more than usual. ‘Looks like he’s been really waiting for it.’

Ranma lowered his head to Akane’s breast and placed a kiss on her left nipple. As Akane shuddered at Ranma’s actions, she couldn’t help but let out a deep moan as he began licking and sucking her large, perky breast.

Ranma lightly pushed Akane until she was right under the showerhead, by the dials, his mouth and now hand still attached to her boobs. Ranma was beyond turned on and feeling extremely confident with his current position.

With one hand still groping Akane’s ass, he slid it to the front and lightly rubbed a finger against her hot, moist, entrance.

“Aaah!”

Akane was so busy enjoying Ranma’s handling of her chest that she was unprepared for him to touch her there. Enjoying how ‘in control’ he was, Ranma brought a finger to the top of Akane’s core and rubbed it against the small pink nub.

Akane couldn’t help but forcefully close her legs together. Ranma rubbing her clit had been just a bit too much stimuli for her. Ranma was not about to let up. Spreading Akane’s legs apart a small bit, he touched his finger against Akane’s clit again and rubbed it more vigorously than before.

“R-Ranma! I-I’m gonna-!”

Akane could feel her climax building. Between her breasts and clitoris being so harshly groped, she knew she couldn’t hold it in much longer. Right when she felt herself teetering on the edge, Ranma released his lips from Akane’s breasts and moved up to passionately kiss her. Wanting his wife’s first orgasm of the night to be a good one, Ranma quickly paused his rubbing against her clit.

Before Akane could protest her displeasure, Ranma immediately stuck his index and middle finger inside Akane’s vagina and pressed his thumb back against her clit.

Having Ranma thrusting his fingers inside her and rubbing her most sensitive spot caused Akane to rock her hips forward and back. She knew this was her limit.

‘C-cumming!’

Akane released her lips from Ranma’s, but pressed him close to her body and let out a long, high moan as she felt her core tingle and tremble, her honey slowly dripping onto her husbands eager hand.

Akane panted hard as she recovered from her first pleasured high of the night.

“Now that was hot, wouldn’t you say?” Ranma quipped, lightly stroking her hair.

Normally Akane would affectionately knock Ranma in the head after a joke like that, but right now, she had a better idea of a suitable punishment.

“Yeah, but Ranma,” she started. “You need to chill!” countering with her own pun, Akane quickly twisted a nozzle on the shower and the water temperature dropped to freezing!

“Ahh! Cold!” Yelped a now female Ranma.

Before Ranma could recover from the shock in the change in temperature, Akane quickly pressed her lips against Ranma’s and pushed her up against the opposite wall of the shower.

“Akan-.” Ranma tried to voice her protest, but Akane’s deep kiss prevented that.

Deciding it was her time to have some fun, Akane placed both hands on F-Ranma’s boobs (that were still bigger than her own) and squeezed them hard.

“Yeeaaaa! Not so hard,” Ranma complained.

“Oh Ranma, man up,” Akane taunted, fiercely massaging Ranma’s breasts.

It took a lot of pride swallowing for Ranma to admit this, but he absolutely loved when Akane was dominant with his female form. After some ‘experimenting’ on their wedding night, Ranma couldn’t deny that he loved being pleasured as a female, and while Akane wasn’t really attracted to other females, Ranma was the sole exception.

Akane proceeded to mimic Ranma’s earlier actions and began sucking on her breasts, much more fiercely than he had been with her.

‘Still can’t believe how big they are,’ Akane thought.

Ranma was dripping wet in an instant, and not just from the shower. Her boobs were undoubtedly her most sensitive area, and having Akane just going nuts with them aroused Ranma to no end. Feeling the pleasure right down to her core, F-Ranma’s legs started quivering.

Akane ceased her assault on Ranma’s chest for now and held her body against Ranma’s, both of their breasts pressed against each other.

“Want some more?” Akane taunted, rubbing her boobs against Ranma’s.

Before Ranma could answer, Akane kneeled down and brought Ranma’s legs apart, her face even with Ranma’s nectar soaked opening.

Sticking her tongue out, Akane flicked it against Ranma’s dripping hole causing her to gasp. Using one hand to keep Ranma’s legs open, she used her other to spread Ranma’s vagina open and stick her tongue inside.

“Yaaahh! D-d-don’t-!” Ranma couldn’t speak as all the sound she could emit right now were sweet pleasured moans.

Akane’s oral assault picked up pace as she brought her tongue up, down, and around the folds of Ranma’s vagina. Eager to make her partner cum quick and hard, Akane shifted her focus to the sensitive bud she recognized all too well.

“Wha-? AHHH!”

Akane flicked her tongue against Ranma’s clit and couldn’t help but grin at her reaction. She knew that Female Ranma was much more sexually sensitive than she was so anything Ranma tried on her in either form, she could return ten-fold.

“Akane-!” Ranma moaned out. The woman in question now had her tongue relentlessly assaulting the area of Ranma’s clit. Deciding to return the gracious pleasure Ranma dealt her earlier, she stuck two fingers inside Ranma’s pussy and clamped her lips entirely around Ranma’s sensitive bud and lightly sucked it.

Ranma’s legs desperately tried to close so she could withstand the intense pleasure she was currently receiving, but Akane was adamant about keeping Ranma spread wide open. Not letting up, she began sucking on Ranma’s clit even harder, thrusting her fingers faster, until….

“Akane--!!! AHHHHHH!”

Ranma thrust her hips forward as she climaxed, knocking Akane away, letting out a scream of pure ecstasy, and a burst of hot sexy nectar dripping down both her thighs. Her legs giving out, Ranma fell to her knees.

“Well, how’s that for ‘chilling’?” a smug Akane asked.

Ranma was still panting as her orgasm had hit her really damn hard. But she wasn’t finished yet. Ranma weakly got up and put her hands on Akane’s shoulders for support. While Akane held Ranma in place, Ranma quckly turned the shower nozzle back to hot and then turned it off altogether.

“Don’t think this is over yet!” Male Ranma said with a perverted grin. Akane returned his expression with an eager smile.

[A few minutes later]

Ranma entered their bedroom, while carrying Akane bridal style. She was still naked, but he wore a robe. Setting Akane down on the bed, Ranma threw his robe off and immediately climbed on top of Akane and kissed her, while groping her boobs.

“Ranma, wait,” Akane made him pause.

“What is it?”

Akane quickly flipped them over so that she was on top of him. Turning around, so she was reverse she grabbed Ranma’s erect cock which looked like it was about to explode.

“I think the real you deserves to cum at least once before we get to the really good part,” she said with a wink.

Firmly grasping Ranma’s dick, she ran her hand up and down the shaft, jerking him off.

Normally, Ranma would be able to last a good while from just a simple handjob, but with how aroused he was from the shower, and the fact that only his female form had gotten any release made Ranma more than ready to cum at any point. Their current position with Akane’s rear in his face didn’t help. That’s when he decided to try a ‘distraction’.

Grabbing Akane’s waist, he pulled her towards him so that now her back side was hovering above his face, and her face was right over his penis.

Deciding to stop beating around the bush, Ranma stuck his tongue inside Akane’s heated entrance and began licking against her inner walls.

Quivering at her husband’s actions, Akane flicked her tongue against the tip of his cock and lightly began to suck it, all while still stroking him.

Ranma was enjoying Akane’s handling of his dick but was determined to hold on longer, or at least, longer than her. Placing his hands on Akane’s ass, he began vigorously massaging her again, while sticking his tongue against Akane’s clit once again.

The pleasure Akane felt had already gotten her beyond dripping and she could feel something building again. Knowing what Ranma was intending, she took his dick even deeper in her mouth and sucked even harder, stroking even more furiously.

Ranma couldn’t hold on any longer, and he came hard in Akane’s mouth, his white essence splatting over her face and breasts too.

Ranma panted as he internally cursed himself. ‘Dammit!’

Ranma wanted to try and finish Akane off first, but with how much he’d been holding it in, he knew that wasn’t happening. Didn’t mean he had to like it though. His internal conflict was quickly forgotten when he felt Akane lightly stroke him again.

Even after a hard release, Ranma’s inhuman stamina always had him ready for a second round, much to his wife’s delight.

Akane picked herself up and straddled Ranma’s waist, rubbing her pussy against Ranma’s still hard dick. Ranma got even harder thanks to the sight of his very alluring wife sensually shaking her butt in his face.

‘My god, she has such a cute ass,’ Ranma thought. ‘If I ever find anything that takes me back in time again, I’m gonna use it and smack my younger self for EVER calling Akane uncute.’

Through with waiting and teasing, Akane spread her vagina open and slid Ranma’s dick inside her, moaning all the while.

Ranma grunted as he felt the tightness of his wife wrap around his eager penis. Thankfully, he wasn’t about to blow another load again so soon.

Akane leaned back so she was right next to Ranma’s face as he began thrusting upwards.

Akane released a long string of moans and gasps as Ranma upped his pace, pounding her sensitive slit. Ranma placed his hands on Akane’s enticingly bouncing boobs and squeezed them firmly.

“Agha!”

Akane was nearly lost in her own sea of pleasure, the feeling of Ranma inside her coercing her to burst once again. To her surprise, Ranma quickly threw her off of him and flipped her on all fours. Positioning himself behind her, he grabbed the sides of her waist and re-entered her waiting core.

This position being very advantageous for Ranma, he was able to thrust into Akane with much more speed and force. Akane knew that if Ranma kept up this pace, she wouldn’t be able to last long.

Eager to hear his wife’s pleasured yell again, Ranma reached up and cupped her swaying breasts before thrusting inside even deeper.

“R-Ranma-! Hold back-!!” Akane pleaded between pants. “I-I’m-I’m gonna cum!!”

Ranma didn’t slow his pace a bit as Akane pressed her face to the bed. Grabbing the sheets with one hand, she placed her other over her vagina in an attempt to ease herself through her second climax tonight.

Ranma had already pulled out of her, satisfied with his wife’s orgasm, but far from being truly satisfied for the night.

[]

Akane was back on top of Ranma, this time facing him. Ranma thrusted up while Akane let herself bounce up and down her husband’s thick shaft, her soft ass pounding against his pelvis. Ranma pulled Akane closer so that his face was level with her chest. Taking a nipple in his mouth, Ranma sucked hard, adding to his wife’s desire.

Akane groaned as she felt Ranma pause his movements inside her. Before she could complain, he flipped them over and resumed thrusting. Ranma and Akane embraced each other, locked in a deep passionate kiss as Ranma pounded into the beautiful woman below him. They’d been enjoying themselves in this manner for a good while before Akane broke the kiss.

“Ranma-! I-!”

“Not…yet!” he replied. “Just a little longer

Akane wrapped her arms around Ranma’s neck and held him tight as he quickened his speed. How was she supposed to hold on if he keeps going faster like that? Akane couldn’t help but buck her hips upwards, and her pleasure came closer and closer to its apex.

It took an insane amount of willpower but she was somehow hanging in there and hadn’t climaxed again. She feared however that with Ranma’s current rhythm and force, she wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer. Her fears were satiated when she heard Ranma emit a familiar grunt.

“Akane…” He groaned.

“Inside, do it inside,” she approved.

That was just the trigger he needed. Ranma proceeded to hold Akane even closer as he thrusted into Akane with all the speed and force he could muster.

It was all too much for Akane to handle. Just a few more thrusts after Ranma had gone full blast was all it took to make her cum the most intense time tonight. Even through it all, Ranma kept up his pace until, not relenting until.

“Cumming!”

Ranma’s orgasm hit almost simultaneous with Akane’s, the pigtailed fighter ejaculating into his wife’s waiting core while Akane’s entire body could only shudder at the intensity of her climax mixed with her husband releasing inside of her.

The two held each other tightly for a moment as each of their climactic highs finally receded. Finally spent, Ranma fell on top of Akane who cradled his head to her chest.

“Wow,” said Ranma

“That was more intense than usual,” Akane commented.

Ranma smirked and positioned himself to Akane’s side. “What can I say, I had energy to spare,”

“Think you’ll have enough energy to make it to the match tomorrow?” Akane asked.

“Tsk, please, of course I do. Hell, I’d have plenty to spare even if we say, went another round?” Ranma raised his eyebrows suggestively.

Akane could only sigh as she pulled the covers over herself. “Ranma…you’re hopeless,” she giggled.

(A/N: I sorta figured that if Ranma and Akane finally inherited the dojo, they would’ve gotten past any and all (or at least most) of the obstacles that got in their way before, including the ones that were their own faults, so I decided to give them a happy ending; a happy ending that involves Ranma and Akane being dual senseis (though Ranma is the primary teacher), the two regularly training together, taking on all challengers, and of course a very busy ‘night life’. Fun Fact: This is actually my first lemon (though not my first attempt), so constructive criticism is accepted. Personally, I like how the hot scenes turned out).