Is It Only The Mistletoe?

Merry Christmas, and may all have a Happy Holidays!

...at least until Akane gets over her shock. Things will probably go down hill after that...

Anyway, this is a Special Christmas Commission, done by the wonderful MariaAart! (Formerly known as LonlyD.) Rather than a regular Commission, I simply gave them a scene from one of my works on FFN, and basically told them 'have fun!' For those of you interested in said scene, here it is.

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Ryoga was dumbfounded. He had made it, he had actually made it! It was about one in the afternoon, and there in front of him was the Tendo dojo. He could finally see Akane again, and Christmas seemed like a good time to ask if Ranma was serious about burying the hatchet.

He got to the door and knocked politely. They probably would not have minded him just walking inside, but this way he would not get lost walking through their house.

He waited of a moment until he heard footsteps approach the door. The door opened to reveal Ranma in girl form.

"Oh, hey Ryoga," She said with a somewhat forced grin, "Glad you were able to make it." Ranma and Nabiki were just coming down the stairs, when there was a knock at the door. Ranma, momentarily forgetting the embarrassing outfit she was wearing, went to answer the door.

Ryoga just stared at her. Of all the things he had expected to see when he got back, this was not even close to being one of them.

She was wearing a red coat with a fluffy white edging. It ended at about mid-thigh, and she wore a black belt, that was higher than it needed to be, which only served to accentuate her already impressive bust even further. On her head was a "Santa hat" with the same color scheme. Her legs where were clad in red stockings, with the same white edging, that ended a couple inches below the bottom of the coat. This left a few inches of creamy flesh visible between them. All in all, the outfit also served to make the difference between her skin and her fiery hair even more prominent.

Ryoga kept staring for a few moments, before he had to clamp a hand to his nose to prevent a nosebleed. He knew that this was Ranma, and that Ranma was a guy, but still. 'No male has any right to look that hot.' He thought to himself.

"R-Ranma, w-wh-what in the hell are you w-wearing?" He finally managed to ask.

Ranma's eyes widened drastically as she remembered what she was wearing. She stepped back inside, before leaning back out slightly, and looking around to make sure no one else saw her like that. She then grabbed Ryoga and pulled him inside.

After she closed the door behind him, Ranma turned back towards the Lost Boy. He had a slight tint to his cheeks, but she suspected that was more from the cold, than her scanty attire. After all, he had seen this form naked before... Then again, he HAD been trying to kill Ranma at the time.

Ranma was about to say something when she heard a chuckle from down the hall. She turned to see Nabiki leaning against the wall. "What're you laughin' at?"

Nabiki just said, "I am just seeing how long it takes you to remember where you're standing." Seeing the redhead still not understand, she decided to speed things along by flicking her eyes up at the mistletoe hanging over the pair.

Ranma did not even need to look up, her eyes growing larger as she remembered Nabiki suddenly kissing him yesterday, as well as Nabiki's earlier comment about staying in her girl form. She narrowed her eyes at the brown haired girl. "You planned this, didn't ya?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Saotome," Nabiki said with a smile. "Regardless, you really should follow the tradition."

She would have said more, but Ryoga decided to cut in with his own two cents. He said, "I don't know what you two are talking about, but traditions are important Ranma. Upholding them is a matter of honor."

There was a moment of silence, as Ranma just gave him a flat stare, and Nabiki tried, with only partial success, to hold in her laughter. After a moment, Ranma spoke to Ryoga, "Fine, but you asked for this."

Now it was Ryoga's turn to look confused, until Ranma pointed up. when he saw the red berries, everything fell into place. As he felt Ranma place her hands on her shoulders, he steeled himself and thought, 'Damn it! By mentioning honor, I practically forced Ranma to kiss me! Ugh, I guess I have no choice. If it didn't mean interrupting Akane's Christmas, I would kill you for this, Ranma!'

Ranma pulled him down, and brought her lips up to his own. The kiss was swift, yet firm. She pulled away after only a second, and thought, 'Well, at least it was not as bad as the one with Sanzenin.' Though neither would admit it, even to themselves, they both slightly enjoyed the almost electric spark they had felt when their lips first touched.

They stared each other in the eye, and an unspoken message passed between them. 'We will never speak of this again.' They turned to head further into the house, but, once again, their luck struck out.

Standing there gaping at them, was none other than Akane Tendo.