Sister 22

ISDH

Nabiki

"Ranma, we need to talk."

Ranma cuddled into the arms of the mousy brown haired girl. "What ya got Nab-chan?"

Pulling out a folded pack of paper. "Ranma, there has been a few questions as to your status as a 'man among men'. Other then your curse, you are pretty much a jock. Without your curse there would be little doubt, but now as you are more then just a male, you have to be more the just Man. The trouble with females that follow you here, will add to one column of table your mother uses to evaluate your manliness. But you are lacking in one or two other columns. One is Social Graces, and another is Conflict Management."

Wrapping her arms around the smaller female, "Your mother and I will help you."

Ranma nodded and snuggled closer. "Thanks nabi-chan."

"Ranma, I got a question or three. All this time, I have been waiting for the 'Arrogant jock' from my visions. And while you are unrefined at best, you are not rude, and your control of your mouth is greatly improved over what I was expecting. Can you tell me why?"

"When you took me out to the Dojo after Pops and I arrived, I had a flash as if this had happened before. And while I was ready to just respond as I would normally do, I felt as if there was something affecting my speech. When I am with you, I feel at peace. With Mom, I feel proud, even in my cursed form. Here I just feel like I am Home."

Hugging the Redhead tightly for a bit, "Thank you Ranma." Opening the folded bit of paper, Nabiki showed Ranma the 'Contract'. "This was signed by your Father swearing that you would return from your training a "Man among Men" and if you were judged short of that goal when you were finished with your training trip, both of you would commit seppuku. While Genma signed it, you just hit it with a palm print. Now I have 'seen' your mother hold to the letter and the spirit of this piece of paper."

Ranma went cold. If his mother found him lacking...

"Your Mother has asked me to show this to you. At this time she finds you lacking, but does not consider you finished with your training. The day after tomorrow you will present yourself to your mother for the next step of your training. While you may dislike weapons, there will come a time when you need them for the sake of the Art. Auntie will teach you what she knows. You will learn. You will like. You will use. When she is done, you will ask to learn other schools. You have learned one weapon. Your flesh. After your duel with Pig-boy, I am asking you not to use the that weapon as your prime. Starting after the duel, if Auntie allows, you will carry a Bokken. I am not asking that you give up your skill in your Art, just take it to the next level." Ranma thought about what Nabiki had said.

Looking at the clock Nabiki noticed that there was about thirty-five minutes until her bedtime. "Seeing as how you are a little wound up, Go tell your father about the Contract, tell how it makes you feel, and then explain to him that it was wrong of him, and just how wrong it was."

Ranma perked up.

"You have about 10 minutes. Then meet me in the furo. Go."

Ranma tromped out of the room much like Akane does. Nabiki gathered up her night clothes, and a set of 'babydolls' in black lace for Ranma, and set out for the furo. Akane was just exiting with a towel wrapped over her breasts to her mid-thigh. Another held her hair.

"Hey Imotochan, if you hurry to your window, you should see what Ranma is able to do when he is going all out."

Akane frowned, but hurried to her room. Nabiki smirked and entered the Furo, and sett to reheating the water for a long soak.

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Genma was leaning back on the porch. Soun was across from him. Both had a pipe with a good slow grown leaf burning in one hand, a bottle of a ripe young wine from America in the other. They had watch the sun go down, and now were watching the moon come up. It was like the old days after the Master had been sealed away.

"Hello Father."

It was a female voice.

It was not Kasumi, she had finished up in the kitchen and had gone to bed...

It was not Nabiki, She was in her room doing the books and Talking to Ranma...

It was not Akane, She was upstairs. finishing her bath after working out in the gym, and then to her room to finish her homework...

That left...

But HE hated to be Female...

... HE was Never This polite...

... HE was Never This soft spoken... Both Fathers turned to look...

------------- Earlier that night. After fighting with Ryouga, Ranma had been asked to change into a girl and wear a skirt to dinner at his Mother's.

Ryouga made one commit, where Nabiki responded that she knew a few people who would love a pet piggy, and she knew how to lock his curse.

Ryouga said not a word all through the rest of dinner.

Using a bit of string, Nabiki tied Ryouga to his room. "Auntie will show you the furo in the morning, and then guide you to breakfast. If you blame Ranma unjustly, odds are that Ra-chan and I will have Pork for dinner." Seeing that he was about to raise his voice in his usual manner, "If you have Complaints about what he did to you, you may ask Auntie or myself to judge if they are enough to Challenge Ranma for 'making your life hell.' If We say no, you must forgive Ranma. If we say that someone else is to blame, you May call on us to deliver the Challenge. If we find you have the right to Challenge Ranma, Win or Lose, it is finished after the fight. Now you can Challenge for every single slight he is guilty of, but only once per slight. If you have improved your skill and wish to challenge Ranma on merits of skill, that is different. But you need to declare which type of challenge when you issue it."

Ryouga looked puzzled. "And this Challenge, how would it be classed?"

"This is a Challenge of Skill. Your spar this evening was limited to no Damage to the Environment. The Battle Royal in two days is all out- no holds barred- unarmed combat. Ranma is unskilled in the use of weapons to make a difference. Your belt is to stay on, and your scarves are not to leave your neck. Also you will be denied your Umbrella."

When she mentioned his belt and scarves, his eyes widened. No one in Japan knew about them!

Nabiki turned and walked out of the room. "Ranma, is your girl form strong enough to carry me home?"

They had landed in the yard. As they entered, Nabiki had called out that they were home and had a few things to talk about in her room.

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She stood there. Her cool blue eyes were colder then normal. She was wearing a short skirt, a red silk Chinese shirt tied up under her breasts. her bare feet padded toward them.

Soun the Father of three Girls, one who is known for her short fuse and explosive response rolled out of the ways, reflexes he had developed over the years with the master kicking in as if they were honed only yesterday. Genma was trapped like deer in the headlights.

"Met Mother the other day."

'Shit, now she is going to kill me and the BOY!'

"She gave Nabiki the 'Contract'."

'He Knows, I am so dead'

"You can thank the Ancestors, for that she does not consider my training complete. According to Nabiki Your training left many skills and other things out of my Education. Mother is going to fill in where you left off. Nabiki has asked that 'thank you' for all that you have done 'for' me."

'Oh thank the Kami, the Boy is here to just Thank me!'

... ... ... ...then the pain began... ... ...And then Ranma show the fat balding man the True Meaning of "THANK YOU"

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Akane watched from her widow as Ranma started in on 'her' father. As brutal as Akane was known to be with the horde, Ranma upped the ante by a factor of 300. [Take the art of smashing watermelons with the biggest mallet possible, replace the watermelon with panda-baka, and the force powered by mallet with Ranma's ego, Akane's temper, and Kuno's cluelessness... ]

After exactly 5 minutes of pounding 'her' father and padded into the house.

And this was the 'guy' who her sister was going to marry...

...this monster!!!