Cold Lemonade:  I cut out the majority of the original work but left this scene intact.  As usual, if any complaints from original author, e-mail and I'll be more than happy to comply.

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All eyes were on Akane as she studied in forth period Geography. She knew she was the object of much attention, though she was determined not to let on and continued to act blissfully unaware of the situation. She was having fun with this new game. Akane rose from her seat and walked over to Hirto, sitting a few rows behind her. "Excuse me Hirto..." she leaned over his desk, affording him a full view of her breasts wrapped in the low neckline of the sun dress. Hitro gaped as did half the class, those who couldn't see his view marveling at her tight ass as she leaned. "Y.. Y.. Yes, A-Akane?" Hitro managed, drool forming at the corner of his mouth. She swayed a bit for him, her breast rocking slightly. "Do you have a pencil I could borrow?" Hitro simply couldn't tear his eyes away. "Uhhh.. y-yes, Akane..." and gave her his. She smiled ultra kawaiily for him. "Thank you." And returned to her seat, affecting a sexy strut as she did. A small pool of slobber formed on the page Hitro was working on. The school chime rang, signaling and end to the period and the beginning of lunch. No one, however, let their seat until Akane had gathered her books and left in the same provocative walk. As she left the classroom she could hear the gossip around her like: "What's up with Akane?" and "I heard she and Ranma broke up!" and "She's having an affair! How ROMANTIC!" An Affair... She thought has she put her books in her locker. That's a good idea. I've been wanting to do something different ever since I woke up... But with who? Only one name naturally popped into mind, and she proceeded to his locker. Kuno, too, was in a good mood. One couldn't help but to hear the same rumors circulating around the campus. The very thought that Akane was free from the wretched Ranma's grasp was good enough news for him. Kuno shoved his books into the locker and turned around, only to find Akane directly in front of him! Like the other boys, his eyes took an involuntary opportunity to wander Akane's accentuated curves. "Ahem!" Kuno cleared his throat and regained composure. "Akane-san! What do I owe the pleasure of your presence?" Akane acted shy and averted her eyes from his. "I was wondering if you would..." She timed the hesitation perfectly. "Um, if you would spend lunch with me?" There was no resisting such a cute smile. "It would be my honor, Akane." Kuno replied stately as he took her hand. With another cute grin, she led Kuno to lunch. Or rather, what he thought was lunch. Midway down the hall, she stopped in front of a door; that of a room scheduled to undergo remodeling. "Oh!" She feigned surprise. "I think I left a book in this room! Will you come and help me find it?" Bliss had taken a hold of Kuno's love struck brain as he blindly followed her in. "Of course, Akane." The rooms surfaces were partially covered with plastic and a ladder was propped up into one of the ceiling vents, evidence of the construction it was undergoing. "You check over there while I check over here..." Akane suggested and Kuno made his way around one of the hanging plastic sheets. Akane fingered the door knob, locking it with a light click. "Are you sure you left it in here, Akane?" Kuno asked from the other side of the plastic sheet that divided the room in half. "Kuno... Over here." She called and Kuno ducked under the divider to a curious sight. Akane had sat up on a table propped against the wall, legs crossed and hanging off it. Then in a breathier, unmistakably sensual voice, "I found what I was looking for..." and uncrossed her legs, letting them hang wide off the table. It was as if a cloud of charged sexuality had drifted around her and Kuno found it impossible to tear his eyes away from the one he had pined over for so long. "Ak-k-kane..." he stuttered as his eyes grew wider. "You! I! What!?" Kuno asked, so flustered he couldn't even decide where he should begin his questions. Akane put her finger to her lips. "Sssssshhhhhhh...." and Kuno fell silent, simply gapping. "You know we were meant to be..." She explained in that silky voice that only hardened Kuno further. "From the first moment I saw you... Standing proud with your bokken..." So she was exaggerating the truth a bit, Akane thought. Still, the look on his face alone is worth it. I never realized seduction was so easy! "and every night after that, I dreamt of you holding me close. Will you hold me now, Kuno?" As if there needed to be an answer to that question. The head in his pants was firmly in control as he stepped up Akane, watching her chest heave as she took deep, deliberate breaths. She continued her fairytale. "And then in my dream, I would wrap my arms around you, pulling you close..." Which was exactly what she did, locking her arms around Kuno's neck and pulling him closer to her lips and body. "And then..." That part of the story didn't need explaining as she pulled him down the final inches pressing her lips to his. Their body heat drove them forward, deepening the kiss and vying for position. Akane was already in hers and scooted forward a bit, firmly planting her moist crouch against the hardening bulge in his pants. Kuno's hands toured her body, caressing her legs, running up her thighs and cupping her breasts that were contained in the tight dress. Akane's hands were busy as well, fingering there way to his belt, unbuckling it easily. The button and zipper went next and Kuno's pants quickly fell to his ankles. Kuno flicked the thin straps at Akane's shoulders aside and rolled the neckline down, exposing her creamy athletic breasts. Massaging her nipples produced muffled moans as the two kissed and caressed one another, building on each others arousal. Akane moved from caressing Kuno's well muscled chest to his boxers, pulling them down as easily as the pants fell. Exposed, she grasped the length of his shaft and massaged it in her hand, driving him into a frenzy. His hands fell from her breasts and slid under the skirt of the dress, finding Akane's thin panties. He slid them off of her and began to finger her as she did him. Not much time passed before Akane was wet and ripe while Kuno was dripping with pre-cum. Akane had had enough of the finger tease and longed to feel the rod in her hand inside of her. All it required on her part was to wrap her legs around Kuno and pull into him, instantly rewarding her with a pleasure she had never felt before. She leaned back onto the wall and simply reveled in the glow of this new feeling- the pleasure of Kuno simply being inside of her. The feeling quickly changed once Kuno recovered from his moment of euphoric shock of being inside the silky moist hole of Akane and began to thrust in and out- Slowly at first, as if testing the water. The water to his liking, Kuno increased his tempo and the feeling inside Akane metamorphosed from one of glowing pleasure that of a thousand sparks jumping a gap, electrifying her as he plunged in repeatedly. Almost immediately, Akane was gasping for breath in quick short moans as Kuno drove deeper and deeper with each thrust. While Kuno was engrossed in his work, Akane took the opportunity to add more coal to the fire, instinctively reaching for her nipples. Their twisting and massaging had the affect of an amplifier, sustaining Akane between each thrust. Kuno's breaths grew into ragged grunts as his pleasure mounted to an uncontrollable level sending his penis into auto pilot. He plunged deep inside of her and let loose. Akane let out a low, sinful wail as she felt him thump inside of her, causing her vaginal muscles to contract uncontrollably, sucking her into a whirlpool of primal passion. And still Kuno continued to pump, determined to wring every last emotion out of the encounter he could. She let him ride the lust out as her own orgasm died away, simply marveling at the experience. His heat finally deserted him and a limp Kuno withdrew, sweat dripping down his forehead. No words were appropriate for the moment as Akane slid her panties and dress straps back on, leaving just as the bell chimed the end of lunch. The watcher on the window ledge gripped Happosai's charm tightly, disgusted by the scene that played out before her on the table. Ukyo didn't need the old man's warning to know this was not the Akane she knew. This Akane was a flirting, wanton hussy. What had caused such a change in less than a week's time??? Maybe it's time to pay a visit to the Tendo's, she thought. Ukyo stared at the pendant grimly. Looks like I won't be throwing this away after all...