Disclaimer: Ranma is Rumiko Takahashi's creation, I don't own him, this is an entire AU, OOC and will be R/OC. Warning/ Contains Yaoi implicit/and Explicit, OC centric. Has nothing to do with InuYasha or any character.

Warning: Rate T for YAOI

POV matter: Also this type of narration is named "Intrusive narrator" which I found amazing to work with, neither of the two is given the POV poll BUT, the narrator knows about what they think and feel. Is like a combination. Just to avoid confusion.

A/N: Senseless fluff, this is just a short project I did to refresh myself from working in the second chapter of Severity (which is angst/hurt/comfort), so since I needed a refresh and my abilities with fluff, SUCK (Had always sucked) I thought, I needed some practice and distraction. They say practice does the master! This is not BETA-ed, so had lots of grammar mistakes, lots of misspellings and repetitive vocabulary. I won't re-read it, transitions are rough so bare with me.

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Shenanigans of blue fire and dust

OOOO

ONE-SHOT ONE

OREO WAR

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Third's person POV

Ranma was sitting at the left border of the bed, Whilst Youki on the other side, legs crossed, both stood at the edge of the contrary side.

They were tense. Tongue licking dried lips, both felt apprehensive. They were watching each other with the glimpse of an eye as they noticed the other's strain and immediately observed that seriously, in any second, any of the two could do the first move. Fists griping solemnly at the sheets underneath, they kept on pretending they were watching the film ahead.

Seemingly fixated on the movie, Ranma raised the remote control and saw Youki flinch at this. Shit, Youki is alert. Ranma feigned innocence and laughed along with the kid's movie, not without noticing that Youki's crossed legs started inching closer to the edge, swiftly untangling, readying, Youki's bare feet touched the ground.

Ranma shifted his weight to make it clear that if he slipped his legs, he would also be standing in a second. The movie was good, so Ranma planned to feign he was going to decrease volume but after pushing the volume button he would surprisingly pause the movie and run.

Why? Because they settled two packages of Oreos for each of them, all this to watch the movie and accompany the glass of milk so, if they got to finish them and if they got first at the kitchen, the last Oreo would be the prize. That meant they had to compete who would be getting it and Ranma wanted the last Oreo, the problem was that Youki did as well.

But Ranma never anticipated Youki's awareness of it, or maybe he did, maybe a little. Sure Youki didn't want to miss the movie, but he just ran out of Oreos and his glass was still full of milk. Just like Ranma's glass. And if you knew the couple, that meant trouble.

Remote control still elevated, meant to distract Youki, Ranma started to press the button to decrease volume and after counting from 27 to 25, he decided it was time, so Ranma pushed the 'pause' button; the movie suddenly froze up and without waiting any longer, both, ran.

Out of the bedroom, as quick as they could manage, just like a couple of kids, adamantly pushing the other who was running just by their side, None expected such eagerness to win from the other, they both ran.

"Will be mine!" Ranma yelled.

Determination meant again, simply and stately: Both wanted that Oreo.

"No, definitely I'll get it first!" Youki responded as he ran.

Oreos Cookies were one of the few cheap sweets they enjoyed together, mostly if they decided to watch some corny TV or any children movie, due to their different tastes and health priority balances, they tended to choose different sweets but being Oreos the chosen ones to join them and the only sweet they could share when the noon was delicious and both preferred to simply watch a movie, they could not help but simply love them.

So for the sake of having the last one, both ran.

The reasons behind their childish behavior were easy to figure, both stood on their respective pajamas and they knew the local store was closed, not only that but Ranma had been sick the whole week and Youki had been in classes until late so both were sure of one thing "I deserve the last one."

Honestly, not even if the store was open, would they have gone.

Rewinding back to earlier events that led to all that nonsense, it all started with a common day:

Youki had missed Ranma the whole week, after all, he wasn't able to see him much.

Ranma had been sick and locked up inside his room and Youki knew Ranma was probably tired and still feeling gibberish, for some reason he always felt embarrassed to be sick around him, which was roundly stupid, because honestly, Youki loved to take care of him.

Still, this week he was tired as well; tests and projects didn't allow his schedule much free time or space to rest.

When he arrived home, Ranma was still in his own room, probably nestled between covers and after quetly entering his room and after making sure his temperature went down to normal, Youki decided to watch some TV in the living room, after all, his room was always cold, so the living room would do it for today. Later on he would study a little bit; after all, final biology test was around next week.

With a sigh, he plopped down of the couch and after channeling three or four TV programs, some classic cartoons, he decided, were never unwelcomed. The drizzle was pounding the windows already, and he thought he would be fine with some rain if he had someone to cuddle with, damn Ranma for being sick.

With yet another sigh, he stood up and went to his own bedroom in search for some cozy blanket to befriend, and when he found none he thought that maybe Ranma was right, and he was maybe a little bit, just a tad bit untidy.

He kept on rummaging through his closet until he was sure he touched something fluffy enough, he grasped it and sure enough, a blue furry blanket would be his best companionship.

Back to the living room's large frontal sofa, Youki rested his head on the cushioned wing large couch, leisurely laid all the way acroos it and wrapped himself with the blanket, maybe he could sleep a couple of hours before studying.

"Can I join you?"

Surprised by his lover's low voice, Youki sat again and smiled at his black haired boyfriend. Standing a few feet away, Ranma's blush was adorable to contemplate, especially since Youki wasn't sure if it was for the sickness' fever or because he indeed wanted to cuddle "Sure, come here."

And Ranma complied, Youki's extended the blanket so Ranma could crawl underneath it, which he did and once settled, Youki's legs opened for him to rest between them and after making himself comfortable, he rested his head on Youki's chest.

Ranma breathed as he felt Youki's arms hugging him close, certainly he felt better now and after some shifting with the blanket for it to cover both, Youki sighed happily, he always smiled at Ranma's unique scent. One of his hands made sure to show this appreciation by softly caressing Ranma's braided hair. "What brings?"

"I missed you."

"Yeah, me too." Youki mumbled back, his gaze fastened back to the TV and found amusing how ridiculously close their tastes in cartoons and movies were. Fingers soothing his lover's stress away, Youki found odd how often he was up to compare Ranma to a cat.

Of course taking into relation, Ranma hated felines.

After a couple of minutes, and thankful that Ranma's body served better as a blanket than the said blue blanket, he started to doze off, tired was an understatement by this point. Eyes at mid-mast, his fingers stopped caressing Ranma's soft tresses and every minute he felt even more bend to sleep, "Youki-"

"hm…?" He hummed almost noiseless.

"Youki-" Ranma whispered again, this time Youki's hum came louder than before, a rush of electricity made him shiver as Ranma's lips pressed at a sensitive side of his collarbone, "-wake up, ain't sleepy…"

Obviously they weren't thinking the same thing.

Happy with his lover's inward response Ranma's smirk broadened and nuzzled affectionately at his neck, he heard Youki sigh.

"Yeah, but I am…" closing his eyes, he felt Ranma kiss him again and he found himself shivering delightfully, obviously annoyed at his disobedient body, he whispered "Ranma I warn you…"

"I slept the whole morning…." Uncontrolled sensations started burning as Ranma's kisses peppered softly all the way down his collarbone and back up the side of his neck.

Youki's sleepiness started to drift violently off, Ranma's hand came to his side to trace the shape of his hips, pressing slightly at certain points that Youki didn't even know would make him quiver.

A gasp filled with pleasure slipped past his lips and his hand fisted in Ranma's hair as the latter's lips opened slightly to lick on his boyfriend's soft skin, "I am also feeling better…"

"Yeah… but… I'm tired…" He could have argued about how he didn't sleep the whole day or about his upcoming busy schedule, instead he felt mesmerized by how passionate and humid the kisses on his neck were getting. His respiration was becoming less than steadied.

Youki almost lost all resolution to fight when he felt Ranma teeth digging softly at his skin, along with his heated hand traveling down between his legs, he gasped again.

"You are not."

Youki's head moved back to allow his boyfriend more space to kiss, his hand pulled Ranma's head tighter to his neck, still the whisper slipped from his tongue, "Ranma… stop it."

Ranma didn't complied, and their bodies pressed just in all the right places, just that now it was noticeable because everything started to get balmier, Ranma's hands were slowly wandering; confident in where to caress and pressing on places that only Ranma was allowed to. "Oh dear lord, stop it." Youki begged as his free hand fisted on Ranma's chest, normally he would be taking more dominance or at least he wouldn't play the extremely submissive card but he was actually, and very honestly, tired.

Or at least that was the excuse he gave to himself.

The shivers were violently hot now that Ranma was bolter to touch and tease, his bites and kisses made Youki's back arch in sheer pleasure; his breathy pleas were ignored as Ranma's hips bucked softly against his. Involuntary mellowed noises slipped past his lips as Ranma's hard body pressed tighter, closer against his.

Youki could guess what was that Ranma wanted, he could feel his hardness against his, he could feel his hand occasionally squeezing him between his legs, but still even if at this point he also edged and desired to strip out of his clothes and allow Ranma to take him, he knew how long and powerful their sessions could be. First he wouldn't be able to rest and second, he would not study at all, and not later, not now and knowing Ranma's sexual endeavor and his own once-awaken sexual appetite, maybe never.

In short, he could not let it happen, as much as he wanted, after another pleasured sigh past his lips, he recoiled, pushed Ranma's hips off of his, pressed his legs together and tried to push Ranma's mouth off of his neck, "R-Ranma, s-stop it…" the alluded smirked and proceeded to push back, this time his hands grasped Youki's wrists and pressed them at each side of his head.

"H-Hey, stop it now, I have to study later, I can't miss the test and I'm tire-"

Shutting down every noise from his boyfriend, Ranma's lips pressed feverishly against Youki's lips. Melding passionately in a kiss both desired to melt in. All of Youki's willpower vanishing like thin air. Eyes closing, tongues caressing and lips tightening, pressing and opening against the other, Youki's legs opened to once again, invite him closer.

Still clothed, the gesture of Youki's arms wrapping around Ranma's neck to pull him closer, was an open request to achieve what they both wanted, what their bodies desired and though Youki lost this time around, he was sure he would get his revenge. After all, he missed Ranma and this felt good and honestly, this was the most pleasurably and breath-taking 'loss' he would ever get.

Finally he admitted, he wasn't that tired anymore.

OOOOO

After more than two minutes trying to gain his breath and finally achieving it, Ranma closed his eyes, his face hide in the crook of Youki's neck, he permitted his limbs to relax; he felt Youki's fingers caressing his loosely braided hair again. After heaves and gasps of intense breathing and once settled up, Youki mumbled "How long will it rain?"

Ranma just moved his head in negative, certainly he didn't know, "I guess it will rain until tomorrow" The aqua-eyed youth mumbled absent-mindedly.

Warm bodies hugged together, glistening in a thin layer of sweat, completely naked and still tangled helped both to be kept from the freezing breeze the rainfall left behind, Ranma noticed it with a smile, "I don't know, haven't heard the weather's report."

"I'm saying because it has been raining all day."

"Yeah… anyways, I think is nice"

Youki hummed in agreement and closed his eyes, after a minute of silence, he frowned, "Ranma,"

"Hm?"

"I'm not sleepy anymore…"

Ranma leered tiredly, "You are not?" he retracted a bit, used his hands as support and pushed his body slightly up, pressing his forehead against Youki's, he continued, "Thought you would be…"

Youki snorted, "Well, I'm not now… thank you."

"You are welcome."

"Ranma." He warned.

"Right, what do you want me to do?" Ranma moved where he initially was, face hiding once again in the crook of Youki's neck, he heard his boyfriend sigh.

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"Actually, nothing; I have to study for my test next week. So get off."

"Ah no, you have a couple of days to study, I'm not moving, unless you come with me."

Youki groaned, "If it were you Ranma."

"Ah's not, don't ask me to move."

"Yeah, but…" Youki sighed, "How about you help me tomorrow? It'll be easier for me if you do so."

Ranma remained silent; seriously contemplating the idea, of course if that meant they would remain the rest of the day together, he would agree. He was about to ask when Youki continued, "And if you were wondering, Yes, if you do then we can be together the rest of the day."

Ranma smiled surreptitiously, after all Youki always happened to be able to read his thoughts, or so it seemed. Youki hugged Ranma close once again "If you don't want is fine, I'll do it tomorrow with our without you… Plus is cold, and you are warm and you smell nice."

Ranma snorted, "I'll help you kid, don't fret."

"Kid?"

"Yeah, kid."

"Seriously?"

"What? That I'm going to help you or that I called you kid?"

"Both."

"Yes."

Minutes passed in contented silence and though Ranma was obviously drifting off, Youki's eyes remained open and in all seriousness, he contemplated if he couldn't sleep, might as well use it fair and study a bit. But as he thought before, Ranma was warm and he would give it another chance to be together.

"Ranma."

Surprisingly after one minute or two, he responded "Hm?"

"I told you already, I am not sleepy."

Ranma sighed and this time separated their bodies, sitting instead and with a sly smirk, his eyes adverted between Youki's legs, by steep reflex and slight embarrassment the younger closed them and sturdily sat too, slightly flushed by the nakedness both were witnessing at the moment.

"Let's go to my bedroom, we can watch a movie there." Ranma's eyes were still lingering and every time his eyebrow arched, Youki's flush became even more profuse. But Youki knew better, if Ranma noticed he was uncomfortable with something sexually related, he would push it, so he better pretended some boldness, because honestly, whenever Ranma showed any mortification towards anything, Youki would push it, he would push it hard until Ranma melted in awkwardness.

"Right, right, you go first, I'll go grab something comfortable." He said as he stood up, grabbed the forgotten blanket, covered his bare skin from Ranma's eyes and left to his own bedroom.

"Youki?"

"Gimme a minute-I'm getting something on."

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"Right. Me too."

OOOOOO

"Alright, so help me get them to the room." Youki's hand were occupied with two full glasses of milk, his frown was evident as Ranma decided to wait on a chair.

"…"

"Come on, they will fall from my hands if you don't help me."

"What."

"…" Youki sighed, "Just carry the goddamned cookies from the kitchen to your room.

"Ah's okay, how many?"

"Like… how many we have there?" Youki turned around curiously as Ranma walked to the kitchen, he opened the countertop and the bag of cookies only happened to have 5 unopened packages.

"Five."

"Right, get four."

…Ranma scratched the back of his neck, "What will happen to the lonely left package. One is lonely number Youki." He joked, his smile dripped defy.

Youki turned back on his track back to the bedroom and with a sly smirk, he challenged, "The one who finishes his respective two, will be the one to have it."

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Ranma's blue eyes stilled in absolute determination, the challenge was enormously taken, "Fine."

OOOO

The first thirty minutes both were simply enjoying the movie, and rightfully so for a second they both forgot about it, but as the last cookie was munched and contentedly swallowed.

Both remembered it.

And that's how they found themselves in their current race to get it, after Ranma's fail to distract Youki from running first, in a matter of seconds; they were both still pushing the other, they both envisioned to win, still the pushes between them were still at playful level, for Ranma was more than aware of his overwhelming strength over his flimsy boyfriend, and honestly he wanted to keep it funny.

They raced, and once in the large kitchen, both eyes fixed firmly as howls over their prey: the countertop.

In a flash of heavy steps running towards it, Ranma didn't even notice how Youki's thermodynamic size allowed him to slip in front of him, using Ranma's arms as support, Youki's hand grasped the cookie, just when Ranma was about to grab the package.

"I won!" Youki exasperated as he distanced himself from Ranma, he twirled joyfully and Ranma gasped in vexation.

"You cheated!"

"Do enlighten me how" Youki's cocky smirk almost made Ranma forget this was his boyfriend and he shouldn't desire he was dead.

"Well…" Ranma infuriated, he then sighed "You used me as support, it is as if I backed you out with my strength. Certainly not fair."

"Indeed," Youki appeared to be thoughtful, his face twisted in mockery once again "all is fair in love and war. Right, my love?"

Ranma huffed and groaned, "There are more than two reasons why should I kill you after that."

Youki beamed and strode closer to his annoyed lover, "better learn to lose against me."

… After a noiseless battle of gazes, Ranma sighed.

"Saotome Ranma never loses, he just did…. Not win. This time around" Ranma huffed once again while Youki beamed, "denomination done to explain today's events, that is"

Youki laughed and took Ranma's hand in his, almost dragging his boyfriend along and out of the kitchen, he noticed Ranma's heavy movements; he surely was much more moved by losing than he preferred to ventilate. He sighed; those were the tagging prices for having a winner-all Martial Artist of a lover.

Once in the bedroom, they took their original places with each of them sitting on each side of the large bed, since no competition could made them run now, Youki decided to crawl at the bottom of the bed, he patted the place next to him, "Get in here you brawly loser."

Ranma snorted at the chosen name but complied nevertheless, "ain't loser," Ranma elevated the control remote and pushed on the 'play' button once again, running the movie where both left. "I just didn't win, that's it."

Youki laughed at Ranma childish aggravation for the matter, he saw Ranma's eyebrows frown as he opened the package of cookies; still Ranma was surely hiding his distress by not turning to watch Youki at all. Sure, Youki thought.

After minutes of watching the movie in silence, Youki still felt amused by Ranma's childish anger, and though minutes conceded, Ranma's frown was still present; Youki couldn't help but find it oddly adorable.

"Ranma…" Attention picked at Youki's joyful voice, Ranma turned to his side with his still present frown and pout and before he could ask what on earth could he want, his lips were smashed tenderly against Youki's warm ones, still the kiss was not passionate but a childish smooch. The noise alike the typically loud pecks given for sheer fun, still flirtier than a kiss on the cheek could be, but lip-closed enough to not being taken seriously, Youki separated from the soundly peck and laughed.

Ranma blushed intently, even his ears flushed in that intense red Youki adored with his entire being and at the same time Youki wondered how was it possible that Ranma could change from such a gallant sexual perpetrator to an obviously mortified stubborn and awkward mess for a mere smooch, would always be adorable to witness.

The frown was still present on Ranma's features, his face was almost a mix between confusion, awkwardness, embarrassment and annoyance, he heard Ranma curse at him. Much to Ranma's distress, Youki smiled dreamily at him, thinking about Ranma's obvious stubborn nature.

Stubbornness and awkwardness that would never disappear and honestly, those were traits that Youki would never ever wish to change; for today, Youki thought, he had his revenge already.

"I'm not that bad, have my halves."

The package was handed, Ranma's frown suddenly disappeared and the intense blush just doubled power, "Really?"

"Yeah."

Ranma smiled, and thanked, but after seeing what he was handed, he frowned, "Hey! These are the halves without cream!"

"Well yeah, you still lost; I'll make you feel it."

OOOOO

AN/ senseless fluff

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Just a side note, I know you probably were not prepared for the Rate T+ scene; this is my first attempt at something more adult. I hope it turned out all right despite my intentional avoidance of being pornographically explicit.

-On another note, as a said I have a writer's block but I really want and WILL finish Severity since I just need to correct some phrases, for all and all I have it already. So for what this drabbles are, they are senseless FLUFF I will be practicing with, I will avoid major problems or any angst, Shenanigans of blue fire and dust, will have as many drabbles as I come to finish, I will mark it as complete since I don't know when will I stop. ALSO they don't have any correlation between one and the other, will be one-shots.

I have a second fluff drabble already at half. :D

Thank you