Disclaimer: All characters portrayed in story are the property of
Rumiko Takahashi and co.
Oscir portion provided by Matthew Lewis who is also editor of The Other
Cheek from which this story is a part of. The Other Cheek is in turn a
sequel to The Butt, of which Gary Kleppe is the editor of.
This story, while NOT a lemon and NO real crass words are used, is
gratuitous. If you find the title offensive, you will not be able to
last through the rest of the story. You have been warned.
C & C welcomed.
Lesbian 1/2
A BLB production
By
Donny Cheng
Chapter 5
"Wife come back with Shampoo!"
"S-Shampoo!" Ranma's breath was taken away as she looked at the amazon
bombshell that had plagued her throughout her trip back to Japan. It
was only then that she recalled the Kiss of Death that she received from
the girl, causing her and her pop to cut short their stay in China and
head home. Somehow, 'wife' was not the word she had expected to come
out of the girl's lips.
Shampoo could feel the eyes of everyone upon her. This was an awkward
moment. Had she mispronounced a word? Having been in Japan for only
two weeks, she knew that her mastery over the language was not up to par
quite yet. "Wife come back with Shampoo," she repeated. In truth, she
had no right to demand this as Ranma, by amazon laws of combat, was to
be the dominant partner. However, Ranma didn't need to know that yet.
Shampoo frowned. There was something wrong with this scene in front of
her. Her wife lay in a heap on the ground in the arms of another girl.
That girl along with two others did not have what Shampoo would call
friendly demeanors about them as they looked at her with dislike in
their eyes. It was obvious that one or more of them had either hurt or
taken advantage of her Ranma or even both. Her anger flared as the girl
holding her wife held Ranma's weak body even tighter. "Who hurt Shampoo
wife? Shampoo kill!"
Ranma was worried as she felt Azusa tense up at Shampoo's declaration.
Akane and Kodachi had taken up a battle stance behind them. Ranma,
having watched Shampoo in battle, knew the amazon could easily take on
each girl one on one. With three however, the chances did not favor
Shampoo. *What did you mean by calling me wife, Shampoo? The look on
your face is the same one you had when we left the village. What does
it mean?*
Shampoo looked critically over the three girls that barred her way.
Two of them stood on metal blades, the better to move on this icy
surface, she surmised. The other girl wore a black outfit that did not
look restrictive. In fact, it resembled something that an amazon might
wear to battle. Their numbers and equipment gave them a slight
advantage.
"Bwee!" Ryoga cried, jumping on Ranma's chest as he followed Shampoo's
line of sight.
Startled by P-Chan's agitation, Ranma looked towards what was bothering
her pet. "Quick, get off the ice!" Ranma yelled out to Nabiki and
Kasumi as her attention rested Shampoo's face. Shampoo's eyes were
directed towards their skates and then to the ice surface. One of the
basic concepts of battle was that if one had an advantage over you, you
take it away to even the playing field.
Kasumi was surprised as Ranma, somehow with all those injuries, managed
to jump up, pick both her and Nabiki up by their waist, and carry them
to the edge of the rink. She cringed as she heard sounds of bones
cracking. Ranma had just impacted with the wall a few minutes ago and
Kasumi was sure that getting up so suddenly was not the smart thing to
do.
Shampoo brought her bonbori down hard against the ice. It had the
desired effect of segmenting the ice into large chunks, making travel
with the blades that two of her opponents wore more difficult to
perform. It also separated her three opponents making their greater
numbers a less of a factor if they could not fighter her all at once.
*Water!?* Akane paled as she desperately tried to maintain her balance
on the chunk of ice that supported her and Kodachi. She recalled it
being mentioned that the rink of Kolholz High was built overtop the
swimming pool belatedly. *Why did it have to be water?*
After making sure P-Chan was safe to one side with Ranma's other two
friends, Azusa turned and gave the girl, called Shampoo, a cool glance.
"If you're looking for revenge, Ranma got hurt by trying to help..." She
never had a chance to finish as she soon found herself on the receiving
end of Shampoo's bonbori. *The girl's fast and strong,* Azusa thought
as her arms nearly buckled trying to block the weapon. Shampoo didn't
even break a sweat.
Shampoo soon found one of her bonbori yanked out of her hands. She
dodged the resulting kick from the girl that had caused Ranma's injury
and concentrated on the girl with the maniacal laughter who she
perceived as being the best of the three.
"Ohohoho!" Kdachi laughed out as she flipped the amazon's weapon into
her arms. *The girl must have tree trunks for arms,* Kodachi thought as
she could barely wield it one handed like the amazon. She was surprised
as Shampoo switched targets and now headed for her, unarmed.
Shampoo smirked as she looked at the response she received after
dropping her remaining weapon. Most people did not realize a weapon
wielder could be just as adept in barehanded combat until it was too
late. A moment of hesitation would be all she needed.
"Ahh!" Akane yelped as she lost her balance as the chunk of ice she
stood on tilted with Shampoo's weight. She managed to catch hold of the
edge as the ice suddenly righted itself. It was Ranma!
"Shampoo! Stop!" Ranma yelled, strain evident in her voice. Standing
up so quickly previously to help Kasumi and Nabiki had inadvertently
popped all of her bones back into place. While it relieved her of her
pain it had been a draining experience.
To the surprise of the girls on the ice, the amazon stopped
obediently. So shocked was she, Akane forgot she was hanging on to the
edge of the block of ice. She soon found herself immersed in the icy
cold water.
"Akane!" Ranma ignored the groaning of her muscles and she dived in
after her fianc�e.
* * * * *
Akane opened her eyes to find herself looking into the scowling face of
the amazon. "What...?"
"My little girl!" Soun cried as Akane woke and ran to her side,
squeezing the life out of her.
Genma hovered inconspicuously in the background, eyeing Shampoo and
wondering if the amazon still held a grudge with the panda that ate the
prize back at the village in China. "I'll get the sake to celebrate,"
he said when he was sure the amazon did not know that he and the animal
was one and the same.
"There's some in the kitchen where I last night's leftovers," Kasumi
said in defense of Akane as she appeared to faint again in their
father's vise like embrace.
*The teriyaki chicken?* Genma and Soun thought simultaneously.
Akane gave Kasumi a smile of relief at the quick save as soon as the
fathers were out of sight. "So, what happened?"
"Girl fine. Go into shock only," Shampoo diagnosed to her wife and her
scowl deepened as Ranma breathed as sigh of relief. The girl that just
awoke was important to her wife in someway.
"Shampoo helped save you, Akane," Ranma explained, smiling as the girl
woke up, bewildered but looking otherwise okay. "I guess the crash to
the wall took a lot more out of me than I thought. Luckily Shampoo
jumped in to help."
"Shampoo only help Wife. Wife hold on to drowning girl," Shampoo
corrected crossly, not wanting anyone to get the wrong impression.
Akane looked over at the other girls that crowded the Tendo living
room. They had been taken her straight home after her near drowning.
Her sisters, Kodachi, and Azusa all nodded at Ranma's words. "Ah,
thank-you, I guess."
"Hmph!" Shampoo dismissed this Akane's reluctant thanks and turned to
her wife. "Wife now go home with Shampoo?" she asked in the sweetest
sounding voice she could.
"No, Shampoo, I've said it a dozen times already. And what are you
calling me wife for? The guide said you gave me the Kiss of Death. I
thought you're supposed to chase me to the ends of the earth until you
kill me."
Shampoo frowned. She knew there had to be a reason her wife would run
away from and not towards an amazon as beautiful, brave, and strong as
she was. First thing she did when she got back to China would be to
give the guide the beating of his life. As she tried to think of a way
to explain exactly what was going on, it occurred to her that she had a
book containing the laws of the Joketsuzoku with her.
Shampoo felt uncomfortably hot as her wife ogled her as she undid the
top part of her dress to get at the book she kept inside her dress. She
had only meant to search for the book that she kept inside her dress,
but soon found Ranma's rapt attention upon her. It was an amazingly
heady experience and she could not help but put on more of a show of
fishing around the crevice her wife had been so interested in. Shampoo
let her hands glide across the top of her chest, her fingers dipping
into its dark recess, and then out again. Over and over her hands
traveled the same route back and forth, each time another button came
undone and more skin became shown, until another button was all that
kept her nipples from being shown.
Ranma's cheeks colored as Shampoo undid the top most buttons of her
very short and form fitting Chinese dress. So focused was her attention
she didn't even notice it when P-Chan fell off of her shoulder onto the
ground with yet another nosebleed. "Uh, Shampoo, even if I am your
wife, shouldn't this wait until later when we're alone in..."
<Boink>
Nabiki stopped Ranma's blabbing with a swipe to his head with a small
hammer, ignoring Shampoo's glare and also trying hard to maintain her
own cold stare. However, the creamy expanse of the girl's heaving bosom
made it very hard to hold her concentration. Shampoo was just has
healthy if not a healthier looking girl than Ranma was. "Just get
whatever it is that you're getting already."
Shampoo shot a look of pure anger at the girl that diverted Ranma's
attention. The other girl, a non-combatant, Shampoo could tell, did not
back down in the slightest. Her anger wavered as a similar heady
feeling engulfed her. Nabiki, the girl's name Shampoo would later
discover, had the same fire in her eyes Ranma had, only it looked so out
of place on such an impassive face. It gave the amazon the distinct
impression of her semi-nude body being stripped the rest of the way and
examined thoroughly from head to toe. Shampoo had had admirers in the
village before, but never had anyone looked at her with the same raw
intensity Nabiki was doing.
"Um, are those real?" Azusa whispered to her fellow onlookers. She
didn't get any response to her question, not that she would have heard
anyway though as her own attention was somewhat occupied. She had
thought it impossible for another sixteen-year-old to have the body
better than Ranma's. She was wrong.
Nabiki's shot out her hand quickly so that no one could see the way her
hand was violently shaking and grabbed the small book Shampoo took out
of her dress and held in her hands. Nabiki nearly dropped the book as
she discovered how warm the book was. The words 'hot bod' came to her
as the warmth seeped onto her fingertips. She quickly sat down and
placed the back of her hands on the living room table to steady them as
she flipped through the book. "What!?"
Everyone, save Shampoo, crowded around Nabiki at her cry of outrage.
Kodachi reached her first and read the translation of the passage Nabiki
was reading which was helpfully in the margin of the page. She skimmed
over it quickly down to where Nabiki pointed. "Kiss of Death if beaten
by foreign woman... Kiss of Marriage if it's a man. What are you
pointing at Nabiki? I can't see it. Ah, the fine print. 'Note: If
the amazon does not swing that way, the above rules can be applied in an
opposite manner.' What!?" Kodachi called out with the same disbelief
that Nabiki had.
"See? Shampoo wife," Shampoo said and glomped on to Ranma to drive in
her point.
"No!"
* * * * *
"Akane is my fianc�e! If you touch her I'll kill you!" Ranma yelled
out at Mikado.
"Ranma," Akane whispered as she watched her fianc�e's deadly serious
face.
* * * * *
All gazes turned to Akane as she got up from where she had been laying
just as moment before. Akane looked back at them and repeated it for
their benefit, "No! Ranma is my fianc�e!"
"Actually, before you get carried away there, little sister," Nabiki
quickly budded in when she saw Ranma's face brighten at Akane's
statement, "she's our fianc�e. Our engagement was set before any of us
were born. Ranma hasn't decided yet, have you, Ranma?"
"Uh, yeah," Akane replied, her confident voice from before faltering as
Ranma's wide eyed expression and quick denial to placate Nabiki.
*That... that woman! After she said that at the arena too,* Akane
thought irritatedly.
Shampoo had known that her wife's beauty would draw many suitors. She
did not however think that her competition would be from other women
rather than incompetent men she was sure would make easy rivals. "It no
matter. By amazon law, Shampoo is Ranma wife. If wimpy girls want to
be wife also, have to get by Shampoo."
"Not necessarily," Nabiki smirked, holding up the book of amazon laws.
"Ranma is the dominant partner of your marriage. The dominant partner
is allowed as many wives or husbands as she pleases."
"Nabiki!" Kasumi said, shocked at what her sister was even suggesting.
The fact that one of them was to marry Ranma, a girl herself, was
scandalous enough but to have another woman be included in the package
was just... *Shampoo-chan doesn't believe in wearing bras it seems.*
...not right. Kasumi blinked as she tried to sort out that last
thought.
"I'm not suggesting that Ranma marry a bunch of girls," Nabiki
explained as Kasumi was not the only one to look at her incredulously.
"I'm saying she should be able to marry as many _or_ as little people as
she wants. If she wants to 'divorce' Shampoo and marry one of us, she
can and vice versa."
Shampoo tried hard to keep up with the speed of the conversation. She
understood the gist of what was being said. "Ranma divorce Shampoo?"
As the head of the coupling between them, Ranma did indeed have that
right. It was generally a disgrace to be dropped in that fashion; the
partner was unacceptable because of some reason.
"Uh, well, I can't divorce you if I haven't even, you know, married you
yet," Ranma said nervously as Shampoo's face came into her view. Drops
of water formed at the edges of the girl's eyes. Ranma found her will
zapped by the hurt look and nearly dropped on her knees to propose. The
sick feeling she got at the idea of hurting a girl had always been her
one major weakness.
"Two thousand year old amazon law say marry already!" Shampoo restated
loudly. "Just no ceremony yet or cansu... consumm...." Shampoo tried
explaining further but her limited vocabulary was hampering her
efforts. "Just no sleep together yet," she said finally. The all
looked at her if she had grown another head. These Japanese were so
clueless.
Maybe a physical demonstration of exactly what she meant was in order.
She placed the back of her hand against the back of Ranma's. The only
word that could adequately describe what she then did against Ranma's
hand was 'rutted'. Extending two fingers to form the image of a person,
Shampoo 'rutted' her hand against the other girl's hand, defining the
words 'sleep together' in the process.
Ranma slowly extended her own hands in the same manner Shampoo did,
forgetting everyone in the room. She let out a small moan as one of
Shampoo's 'legs' got in between her two fingers. Her own hand was
starting to buck in rhythm with the amazon's hand.
Ranma felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end as Shampoo's
hand continued to move against her own in a lewd and provocative
manner. An unhealthy aura enveloped her friends, darkening the area.
She placed her free hand behind the back of her head, her other hand
still in contact with Shampoo, and laughed sheepishly. "Hehehe! Well,
who am I to go against thousand of years of tradition?"
A mass facefaulting ensued.
Mixed emotions filled Kodachi as she watched the proceedings unfold.
She could not explain the jealousy she felt as the Tendo girls and
Shampoo fought over Ranma. Jealousy implied that Kodachi liked her
friend in a way that was not proper befitting a lady of her station as
her mother would have said. Could she just be jealous of her friend's
time being taken up? This mess with Ranma's love life _was_ taking a
large part of her time. That meant less time for Kodachi. That answer
sounded safe and logical. That was the reason she was jealous. If felt
so better to know that it wasn't the other reason. Now she could safely
go on being Ranma's friend. Friends help friends out when they are
making a terrible mistake.
Shampoo pulled her hand back just in time to avoid the ribbon that
nearly snapped her hand off. She turned and looked at the girl with the
crazy laugh. "What Crazy Girl do that for? Fight for Ranma?"
"Heavens no. I just wanted to tell my _friend_ here that it's about
time I left for home. I wanted to get her attention is all," Kodachi
said frostily and then turned to Ranma, her voice warming up in the
girl's presence. "I'm feeling a little tired, so I'll see you tomorrow,
Ranma. I hope you don't make a serious decision about your life without
telling me, your _friend_," Kodachi said as she took Ranma's hand in her
own and stared at her earnestly.
"You're so good to me," Ranma said and gave the gymnast a hug. Kodachi
was such a nice girl... Ranma blinked as she felt her butt cheeks being
pinched not uncomfortably. *Kodachi must be tired. She can't even hold
her hands up. Mmmm, Kodachi's got some nice strong hands.*
"Um, I've got to go now seriously. I have to be home," Kodachi nearly
tripped over herself as she fled the room. She raised her hand to her
face and mentally scolded it. What had come over her?
Azusa suddenly felt the like the odd man out as Kodachi fled. She
doubted that she would have a chance with Ranma with three wonderful
sisters to choose from and the goddess that was Shampoo in the running.
"I guess I better be going too."
"Wait, Azusa. I think I'm going to have some trouble dealing with this
mess with Shampoo tonight. I won't have any time to look after P-Chan.
Did you want to look after him for the night...?" Ranma flew backwards
as Azusa suddenly jumped her and their lips locked together for the
third time. Just as quickly, the girl got off of her.
Azusa passed the back of her hand over her eyes and the tears that were
there immediately disappeared. Years of figure skating allowed her to
assume her game face at an instant. "Oh, no need to look at me like
that," she said to Ranma's group of suitors, "it's a common gesture of
leave-taking. I lived a few years in France. Thank you, Ranma, for
letting me take care of P-Chan. I won't let you down. He'll have the
best care in the world."
Ranma smiled as the figure skater picked up the still unconscious pig
off the floor gently. She could not see how anyone would believe that
Azusa was not speaking the truth. Azusa could be very caring when she
wanted to be. Ranma waved goodbye to the girl before turning back to
the now smaller group of girls. They were all looking at her with cross
expressions on their faces, except for Kasumi, though she did not have
the usual cheerful look about her. "It's normal to hug friends
goodbye. I've seen you hug Kodachi before, Akane. And you heard
Azusa. Kissing each other good bye is normal also," Ranma said
defensively.
"Kissy face with Wife every hour is amazon custom," Shampoo said out of
the blue.
"No, it isn't," Akane said, taking the book of amazon law out of
Nabiki's hands, checking to make sure she was right. "Get away from
her, you Chinese bimbo!"
"Akane, your language," Kasumi reminded gently. "Shampoo did help save
you, remember." Kasumi shook her head as her scolding went over the
pair's heads. If Ranma really did not mind marriage to the amazon,
which Kasumi could tell her fianc�e did not, any future wife of hers
would have to get along with Shampoo. *I don't think I would have too
much of a problem with that,* Kasumi thought as she left the girls to
themselves to make sure their parents left some food in the fridge for
tonight. *Even before Ranma showed up, my idea of companionship had
already differed from the norm of most girls. This other factor was a
plus in many ways. It might even make marrying Ranma a less desirable
notion with this Chinese baggage that she now had. It would be easier
if either Akane or Nabiki gave up on their own accord.*
Nabiki slapped her forehead as she watched the antics of her younger
sister and their uninvited guest. If the scene with Shampoo, Kodachi,
and Azusa was any indication, Ranma just could not control herself or
say no to women. While annoying as that was, it did provide lots of
ample opportunities.
Nabiki figured that since P-Chan would be away for the night, her
fianc�e might feel a little lonely. Convincing Ranma of this was the
hard part. Ever since Nabiki's turn to keep Ranma company for the
night, the girl had suddenly turned shy and steadfastly denied all
access to her bedroom no matter who it was, even her father, Uncle
Saotome. It didn't take a genius to figure out what the problem was,
however. Even Nabiki could feel the tense atmosphere of the household
as she and her sisters became closer to Ranma.
As forward as she may seem to her sisters, in truth, Nabiki held some
reservations about the engagement. Akane, no matter how much she
fluttered on the subject of the engagement, would be willing to marry
Ranma if asked. Her loud shout about Ranma being her fianc�e was proof
enough of that. At first, Nabiki had been sure that Kasumi would be a
non-issue, but she became less sure the more time that her older sister
spent with their fianc�e. The gasp that escaped from Kasumi's lips each
time Ranma asked whether she needed a massage was highly suspicious
since Nabiki had been on the receiving end of one of those massages
before.
Nabiki sighed and wondered again about herself. To most she looked to
be the most accepting of the engagement. She teased and flirted
mercilessly with Ranma every chance she got. However, if Nabiki was
forced to marry Ranma at this second, she doubted that she would except
it as easily as her less open-minded sisters might. All she was after
was fun and excitement, which Ranma provided and more, not commitment.
The longer this mess between her, her sisters, and Ranma dragged on,
the more likely it became that one of them would make a move and it
would all be over. Nabiki guessed this was the reason for Ranma's
sudden shyness. Any action the girl took would be looked on as
favoritism and that would hurt one of them, so she did nothing,
frustrating the hell out of Nabiki. Sleeping together that one time was
just not enough, especially since nothing happened.
Nabiki watched as Akane finally lost her cool and stomped up to her
room, but not before giving Ranma a frosty stare. It was no wonder,
since their fianc�e did not do anything to push Shampoo away. The
amazon's presence was bound to make things worse, forcing one of them to
'go for it' as it were to have a chance against the bombshell. She
needed to come up with something that would stall things as they were
happening much too fast for her liking.
*Argh! All this thinking isn't doing me any good. Hmm, Ranma thinks
that by sharing her bed with one of us, the other two get hurt, which
was true from all the cross looks that got pass around the dinner table
each morning after one of us slept with her. Maybe, if I gave her
something else to worry about,* Nabiki grinned as she came up with the
perfect plan. She looked around for Ranma so that she could put her
plan into motion but found herself alone in the living room.
* * * * *
Ranma forced her eyes away from Shampoo's face. Every time she tried
to talk, those soulful looking eyes would cause her breath to be taken
away. "Shampoo, you have to understand. I don't want to force you into
anything you don't want. I was there at the tournament, remember. I
know you wanted to give me the Kiss of Death. I just moved my face."
"Wode airen," Shampoo whispered and brought her face another inch
closer to her wife's own. How could she have ever thought of giving the
girl the Kiss of Death? Ranma was more beautiful now then when she was
in China. Her fiery red hair was longer now and hung in a ponytail over
her shoulder. There was a healthy glow on her face that spoke volumes
of the better life she now led. A far cry from the gaunt faced girl
with smudged cheeks and dirty hair that Shampoo remembered.
"Shampoo, I thought you were supposed to listen to me!" Ranma yelped as
the amazon's arms once again snaked around her body. "We can't get
married..."
"Wo ai ni," Shampoo said and brought her hands up to Ranma's face.
*Silly, Wife. Shampoo will obey when you talk reasonably. Your voice
says no, but your body says otherwise. Even as we talk, you are
bringing your face to mine. My hands are not pulling you in.*
"...because we should get to know each other first," Ranma finished
weakly. *Damn, Akane, Kasumi, and Nabiki are just inside. I can't let
this continue,* Ranma thought, but her head kept on descending towards
Shampoo, their lips about to touch again for the second time since their
meeting in China.
<Bonk>
[Watch what you say, Boy!] Genma's sign warned as he batted his
son-turned-daughter into orbit.
*Not again!* Shampoo glared angrily at the panda that interrupted her
time with her wife. "You! Panda eat Shampoo prize. Now stop Shampoo
from eating Wife. Shampoo kill!"
A group of three spying girls turned away from the mayhem now that the
object of their affections was gone from the area. "Oh my, Ranma is
certainly a weak girl," Kasumi noted. Her fianc�e lacked any sort of
backbone when it came to women.
"Tell me about it," Akane growled. "Flirting with Azusa when we were
at the ice rink and Shampoo at home. Doesn't she have any
self-control?"
"What did you expect from her? She likes girls so much that she
believes herself to be one also. Ranma's interest in them isn't normal
by any measure," Nabiki said dryly. "If you can't accept that, you can
always drop out of the running. Kasumi and I don't mind." Nabiki
smirked as her older sister flinched. *So, you do prefer girls,
Kasumi. I thought it was weird to see you so accepting of the
situation.*
"Kasumi and you?" Akane asked. She kept forgetting her sisters were
also her rivals. It was just hard to see them as _that_ way. Just
thinking of her sisters and Ranma hugging gave her the willies. *Yeah,
that would be just creepy,* Akane thought without much conviction as the
thought continued to run in her mind, causing her heart to beat faster.
"Akane, are you feeling well?" Kasumi asked and was surprised when her
sister flinched at her touch. Akane's face was unnaturally red.
"Not thinking perverted thoughts again are you, Akane? I hope you
aren't thinking of peeping in my room again tonight," Nabiki teased.
Akane did even dignify Nabiki's jibe with an answer. She stomped away
from her giggling sister.
*Good, that should keep Akane out of the way when I try to get into
Ranma's bed tonight,* Nabiki thought triumphantly.
* * * * *
"<I'm going now, Dr. Tofu. I have something to do. I might not be
back tonight so don't hesitate to close the doors on my account,>"
Shampoo waved to the chiropractor as she left the clinic. It was
incredibly lucky of her to find a person that understood Chinese. She
would have to thank Kasumi later for recommending her as a nurse to the
doctor. Even though, Shampoo had learned that her wife was honor bound
to marry one of the Tendo girls, she found that she couldn't hold that
against Kasumi. The older girl was just too nice for words. *Maybe, I
won't put up much of a fight if Airen chooses Kasumi. But, I'll think
about that later. Tonight, I make Ranma mine.*
* * * * *
"There's nothing to be afraid of Nabiki. Shampoo won't hurt you,"
Ranma said almost confidently, but the fear in the middle Tendo sister's
eyes was giving her doubts.
"You didn't see the way she was looking at me. I looked into the
book. The Kiss of Death can also be given to anyone she considers to be
an obstacle to any goal that she might have. Akane could protect
herself long enough for you to help her with her martial arts. Kasumi
is much too nice to be considered an obstacle. I stood up to her today
and she might come back for me," Nabiki said, adding a slight tremble to
her act. She grinned inwardly as Ranma finally broke down.
"Okay, you can sleep in my room. I still think you're being silly,
Nabiki." Ranma felt guilty as her reasons for letting Nabiki in were
not just because she felt protective of the girl. She should have said
'no' as soon her thoughts turned wayward. The reason she had stopped
sleeping with the girls in the first place was so that any perceived
favoritism hurt none of the girls. She only hoped that neither of the
other two sisters found out about it. Ranma will make it up for them
later. It was just that she _needed_ this. Shampoo's actions this
afternoon had made all her repressed desires surge out.
* * * * *
Shampoo quietly slid the window to her wife's room open. It was
fortunately open halfway already so she did not have to worry about
breaking in and waking everyone inside up. She slipped in and smiled
when she heard the loud snoring of her wife. It was going to be even
easier finding Ranma without waking her up in this darkness, than
Shampoo had at first thought.
* * * * *
*Really, Ranma, you should know better than to fall asleep with me in
the room,* Nabiki grinned. *I know from the last time that you sleep
like a log.* She slowly crept out of sleeping mat which Ranma had
infuriatingly placed all the way on the other side of the room. It was
a strange move on Ranma's part in that she had looked so eager despite
her misgivings. Who would have thought that she was so easily
satisfied? Nabiki was positive that her fianc�e had fallen asleep
watching her. It was flattering in a way, but flattering was not what
she was after.
*I'm not nearly that easy to please. Sleeping in the same room just
doesn't cut it for me. I need something _more_,* Nabiki thought. She
stopped as she heard the blinds clatter against the window. She turned
her head and nearly shouted when she thought she saw a shadowy figure
enter. In an eye-blink it was gone though, making her doubt whether or
not she actually saw it. *Just the wind,* Nabiki thought as she waited
for her pounding heart to become calm again. *I thought that Akane
might actually have snuck in to peep on Ranma like I had teased her
earlier.*
Nabiki continued towards her goal once she was sure nothing was amiss.
Crawling on hands and knees, not trusting the old Tendo home's creaky
floors to be quiet, she headed in the direction she thought Ranma to
be. Her head ran smack into something very fleshy.
* * * * *
Shampoo gasped and pushed her bottom downwards. She was rewarded with
Ranma's nose thrusting upwards even harder. She was such a tease.
Shampoo wondered how long she could hold before her legs finally gave
way. She had figured that her wife was the type to take the initiative
once things got going. It was not her imagination that Ranma had rubbed
against her hand just as hard as Shampoo had, if not harder a few hours
earlier.
Shampoo suddenly felt herself shy with embarrassment as she could hear
her wife making sniffing sounds. *I knew I should have taken a shower
at Dr. Tofu's place.* She blushed ever harder when Ranma let out a
sound of approval.
* * * * *
*Only Ranma could smell so womanly,* Nabiki giggled. *When was the
last time you took a bath, Ranma? I don't mind though. It's what makes
you, you." Nabiki, now on her knees, took her hands and ran them up
along Ranma's calves. *You naughty girl you. I thought for sure you
went to bed wearing pajamas. When did you chuck them off?*
* * * * *
Shampoo couldn't stand it anymore and dropped to the ground with a
giggle. She quickly rolled over onto her stomach, allowing her wife
much better access. Her wife's hands were unrelenting as she continued
to dance along her legs. She groaned disappointingly as Ranma's hands
lifted the hem of her short dress and then just sat there beneath her
buttocks. *Move them, damn it!*
She finally figured that her wife intended on teasing her to death and
decided to take matters into her own hand. She darted her hand behind
her and smiled as she caught Ranma's wrist on the first try. Taking
control of the hand within her own, she slowly and gently put it against
her ass cheeks and held it there. *How does if feel to be teased, my
wife?* Shampoo thought evilly. She could feel, Ranma's fingers squirm
against her butt, not able to move or to tease.
* * * * *
*Damn, keep forgetting Ranma's a martial artist. She could rip me in
two if she wanted to. Man, her ass is hot! So, you don't like being
teased, Ranma? Well I don't either. I still have one hand remember.*
Nabiki couldn't contain her laugh when she once again felt the fleshy
behind of her fianc�e start to tremble again. *I don't remember your
tush being quite this full Ranma. Life away from the road is agreeing
with you too much I think. Time for another visit to the lingerie
store.*
* * * * *
Akane looked at the door and wondered what was keeping her from opening
it. It just wasn't as simple as apologizing since Akane knew she was in
the right. *Why couldn't you have just told Shampoo to leave?
Everything would have been so much easier. I shouldn't have lost my
temper, but how can I not when that bimbo is hanging all over you.*
Akane once again took a step away from the door. She was beginning to
see how Ranma's obsession with women could be a factor. While every boy
in Furinkan had chased after her at one time or another, Akane's
self-confidence in her looks was never blown out of proportion. The
boys at school were far from geniuses so their opinion couldn't be
trusted, especially since their egos had been inflamed by Kuno's
challenge to date her. In fact, she found herself a plain sort when
compared to Kasumi's serene beauty, Kodachi's aristocratic good looks,
or even Shampoo exotic features.
There was only a few times that Akane felt truly beautiful. Most of
those didn't count as they were spoken from her mother, but Akane still
found it hard to this day to rebuke her late mother's gentle yet firm
praises as simple doting. The other time was when she walked up to Dr.
Tofu's clinic with her long hair. She had deliberately abstained from
her weekly visits to her childhood crush in the hopes of surprising
him. She had been rewarded by seeing his glasses fog up at her
appearance. Her wonderful dream had shattered when he stuttered out
Kasumi's name.
The most recent time was too silly to even think about, but think about
it, Akane did. She wondered if Ranma still remembered it.
* * * * *
"Oh, Akane? Are you still using the furo? I didn't see the 'occupied'
sign," Ranma said and started to put her robe back on.
"Oh, I think I forgot to. Don't worry about it. It's not like we
haven't seen anything we haven't seen before," Akane said, her voice
having none of the sureness her words had. She was used to thinking of
Ranma as a girl now, so it was not Ranma's male heritage that made her
uneasy. *Why is it every time I see you, I can never think straight.*
"Ooh, Akane, I just love your hair."
Akane was awed at the speed and silence that Ranma displayed at getting
to her side of the furo. It was so easy for Akane to forget this demure
girl was a better martial artist than she was. "You do? I like yours
much better, Ranma. It's very exotic and beautiful looking."
"I guess so. But I don't feel like washing it like I would do to
yours."
"Y-You want to wash my hair?" Akane asked, wondering where that notion
had come from.
"Oh, did I say that out loud," Ranma blushed. "Well, yeah, I do. I
can tell you take very good care of it. If you looked close enough to
mine, you can see that it's really dry and has a lot of split ends."
Akane could see the envy in Ranma's eyes. *Heh, listening to Ranma, I
think I've even taken hair care for granted. No, it isn't that. It's
just the whole process of growing up like a girl I think that Ranma is
envious of.* "Okay, Ranma. You can do it."
"Really? Thank-you!" Ranma exclaimed enthusiastically. She smiled
when Akane smiled. "You're so beautiful when you smile... oh, did I say
that out loud again?"
"Uh..."
"Just kidding. I meant to that time."
* * * * *
Akane took a step towards the door and opened it. The light from the
hallway shone into the room giving Akane a very good view of everything
that was going on. Everything.
"Aiyah! What is Nabiki girl doing to Shampoo?"
"Shampoo! What are you doing in Ranma's room?"
"What the hell is going on in here," Akane yelled out. She stomped in
and reached Ranma's sleeping mat where she still slept blissfully
unaware of the sordid happenings around her. Akane reached under
Ranma's blanked and pulled her fianc�e out and away from the two lechers
in the room.
"What is it? Time for school, already?" Ranma asked, still groggy with
sleep.
"No!" Shampoo yelled, quickly running towards the window and jumping
out.
Nabiki's eyes widened as she watched Shampoo leave out the window.
Shampoo seemed to be short one article of clothing. The events of what
Nabiki had been in the process of doing a minute earlier came to her.
"Uh, it was nice sleeping with you, uh, I mean keeping you company, uh,
I mean... no that's what I meant. Er, since Akane is here. She can
take over. See you in the morning tomorrow!"
Akane was stunned as the room cleared in ten seconds flat. *Shampoo
wasn't wear any... was she? Nabiki picked something off the floor
before she left... it couldn't be. Right in Ranma's room?*
"What, it's only twelve o'clock!" Ranma groaned and dragged herself
back to her bed.
Akane forgot about Shampoo and Nabiki as her thoughts turned to Ranma.
"Wait, a minute here, missy! What were those two doing in your room
for? I'll stay here all night if I have to, to get the answer out of
you."
"Er," Ranma gulped as a very angry Akane sat down and looked like she
meant every word she said.
* * * * *
"Akane, I thought I made it perfectly clear it isn't right to be
sneaking into Ranma's room at all hours. Even if she is a girl, she is
our fiancee and it isn't proper for engaged couples to be alone in a
bedroom together. Nabiki, you should know better."
"Saotome! What do you have to explain yourself? Your son is
two-timing with my daughters. Didn't Akane declare herself Ranma's
fianc�e yesterday?" Soun asked indignantly. Wasn't she good enough for
him?
[I'm just a panda]
"Saotome!"
"Daddy, temper, temper. Ranma has choice, remember. She has to choose
one of us," Nabiki reminded, not looking at Akane who was also not
looking at her.
Soun was really beginning to get annoyed with how his daughters kept
referring Ranma as a girl. Well, not that Soun could really blame them,
as he found himself making that mistake at times also. "Very well. I
guess if you don't have any problems with it, I don't. Actually reminds
me of when we were young, hey, Genma?"
[Heh, the ladies _were_ quite taken with us, if I do say so myself,]
Genma wrote on his signs, not daring to change back into a human yet.
Soun's emotions were highly mercurial ever since his wife died.
"I'm finished. I heading off to school first," Akane said, slamming
her bowl on the table.
"I'm done to. I have some important things to take care of!" Nabiki
said, her voice louder. Akane was not the only one that was angry about
the previous night. *My perfect chance last night and it was ruined by
that amazon beaut... bimbo!*
Kasumi and Ranma looked at each other. Was it something they might
have said?
* * * * *
Shampoo was at a loss with what to say. It was not exactly something
you could say out loud. "Excuse me, but do you think I could have my
panties back? You see, I only carried a small amount of clothing with
me and it's not the type of thing I want to bother Dr. Tofu a pay raise
for." *Gah! That sounds bad.*
Shampoo sighed and decided to that she would have to wash her clothes
everyday for another week until the doctor paid her. Shampoo smiled as
Dr. Tofu waved her off for her lunch break. *Maybe showing Ranma my
other wifely skills will work slightly better this time around.*
* * * * *
Akane frowned as Shampoo crashed through the wall of the class room.
*Doesn't she even know how to use a door? If Nabiki hadn't been in
Ranma's room, there's no telling how much that bimbo would have taken
advantage of my fianc�e.*
"Ranma! Shampoo bring wife lunch!"
"Food?" Ranma asked enthusiastically.
Akane scowled. Ranma had a soft spot for fine cooking, one of the
reasons Akane tried to hard to make something edible. She hated seeing
the pain in Ranma's face. What was worse was that she was smiling all
the time as she threw up in the bathroom and never hesitated to try the
next disaster. Akane had taken to cooking in secret and trying her own
concoctions on herself. She just could not bear seeing the girl grin
and bear it just for her.
"Open wide, Ranma!"
"Hey, that's going too far! She has her own two hands. You don't have
to feed her!"
Shampoo had been containing her anger for her wife's sake until now.
The business with the repeated failures to make her and Ranma's marriage
official had already pushed the threshold of her anger to its limits.
She decided that it was enough with the games and it was time to remove
some of her obstacles.
"Akane watch out, she's going to give you the Kiss of...," Ranma
shouted out as soon as she saw Shampoo reach for Akane's cheek in the
same way it had been done to her at the village.
Akane was shocked as Shampoo came smiling up to her. The smile was not
a friendly one. She felt her cheek being tilted to one side by the
amazon and she turned it automatically at Ranma's calling of her name.
*Argh! Again! Why does this always happen to me? It's really not
that hard to kill a girl on the stupid cheek, is it?* Shampoo wondered,
fearing to take her lips off of Akane's before she figured something
out. *What do I do now? Akane didn't defeat me, so the kiss is really
just a kiss. Well I did save her that one time. Ancestors have
incorporated that old Chinese custom if I remember correctly. 'If one
saves another's life, that one is responsible for that person.' This
kiss would formalize that. Well that bites!*
Akane didn't know what came over her as she suddenly grabbed Shampoo by
the shoulders and drew the amazon in deeper. *What am I doing? I-I...
need this. I need this so badly. Oh, Ranma, I've wanted to do this
with you for sooo looong! I can't wait any longer.*
Shampoo lost her balance as the younger Tendo sister's arms wrapped
around her body. The closeness of their bodies was making it
uncomfortably warm. Shampoo found she couldn't think straight as her
lips were continually assaulted. While Shampoo was much stronger,
Akane's arms prevented any leverage to be had. Ever so slowly she found
herself responding. Akane was not that good a kisser, but the simple
overpowering emotional outpouring compensated for any lack of skill.
Shampoo could almost feel how much the girl needed this kiss as it
reflected her own wants and desires for Ranma.
Emotionally drained finally, Akane let her arms fall to her side and
her lips detached from Shampoo's with a wet sounding pop. She glanced
around her, barely registering the shocked looks on her classmates
faces. Kuno had somehow caught wind of what was happening and from the
stunned expression on his face, he had seen the whole thing. But Akane
wasn't worried about the kendoist. Her eyes only searched for the one
person that mattered. Ranma.
Shampoo recovered from the kiss. Once she had gotten her bearings, the
full impact of what she had done crossed her mind. *I've cheated on
you, Ranma, and have taken another. And I did it willingly!*
Akane's head turned as a purple blur ran screaming out of the
classroom. She turned her head as she felt a hand at her shoulder.
"Ranma...."
"Akane, it's okay. I guess I'm my fault again, huh? I'm sorry for
causing you so much trouble." Ranma's trained senses had caught Akane's
whisper of her name as the girl kissed Shampoo.
Akane didn't care who looked at her as she wrapped her arms around
Ranma. "No, it's not. I've been the one pushing you away when what I
really wanted was to pull you in. Go, Ranma. She needs you right now
more than I do. Tell her I'm sorry for what I did. I mean it."
* * * * *
Ranma grumbled as he took off his shirt and wrung out the excess
water. How many ramen delivery boys could he run into in a week? That
was the third time already and the tenth since he had gotten to Nerima.
He smiled as he finally found Shampoo a short distance away. It wasn't
that hard to find the amazon as she had left a trail of destruction
three blocks long. "Shampoo! There you are. We were worried all about
you."
Shampoo turned her head, her eyes still blurred with unshed tears. She
could make out the sound of a male. Good. She needed someone to beat
up on.
"Shampoo, what are you doing? It's me, Ran...." Ranma dodged the
punch that was sent his way. He then sidestepped a lunging Shampoo.
The girl was too unfocussed to cause him any damage, but she could hurt
herself.
Shampoo gasped as her hands were suddenly held in place. The guy was
strong. She struggled against his hands. Bringing up a knee, she tried
to aim for the weakness that was inherent in all males. She was
surprised as he dodged again and she found her feet suddenly swept from
underneath her. He had her pinned and he had won. *A male outsider.
No!*
Ranma felt his heart break as he looked at the water running down from
Shampoo's face. *Am I hurting her?* He let go of her arms gently,
keeping an eye for any sudden movement.
"Shampoo lose. Wode airen, wo ai... wo ai... no, Shampoo no can say.
Shampoo sorry," she apologized to the boy and tried to get up again. He
was not bad looking as far as men went and if she had found him a few
days earlier, she may have fallen for him. However, her heart belonged
to Ranma. Somehow, the girl had stolen it from the moment she entered
Shampoo's life. Was it her first kiss? Or was it those nights she
spent under the stars dreaming of reuniting with Ranma and living
happily every after? Or maybe the thrill she had when they made contact
as if they were meant to be together?
Ranma finally figured it out. The amazon laws. She doesn't know about
Jusenkyo. "Wait, Shampoo!"
"What?" Shampoo asked bitterly. *Is this male going to push his luck?
What do I do if he does? Do I go against everything I've been taught to
be with Ranma?*
"I'm Ranma."
Shampoo blinked. She looked up and got a better look at him. He was
wearing the same clothes Ranma was wearing. The long hair he sported
was the wrong color but of the same length. The features of his face
resembled that of her wife also. The eyes were both the main difference
and the main similarities. They were a different shade of blue, but no
other eyes had ever made her feel so complete when she stood beneath
their gaze. "How possible?"
Ranma decided the fastest way to prove it was the doggy dish filled
with water off to one side. *Eww!*
Shampoo blinked as the man before her suddenly changed into the girl
that had occupied her dreams for so long. "Ranma!"
Ranma did her best to cushion their fall was Shampoo tackled her. She
stroked the girl's hair softly as the amazon let out the flood gates of
tears that had been building up for some time now. "Shampoo."
* * * * *
to be continued... (maybe)