Reborn book three: Wolf of Sorrow

by Emerald Kitten Tail

When Haruka Saotome accompanies Genma and Ranma to Nerima the world gets something they didn't expect. Watch as she finds her mother, goes to university, and raises a family. She will spark the advancement in technology and barely even be able to see it in its entirety. She's find love in a couple but she will be distanced from them a majority of her years in college.

2. Chapter 2

A/N: I'll warn everyone now so none of you can yell at me later. There is a lemon scene between Haruka And Nabiki in this chapter and if you don't like it now then you probably won't like it later either. I apologize for those that don't like the scenes that come to my mind when I'm writing a story and I will freely admit that things also can change as I write them but I also try to cause an event that explains the reasoning.

As the ever so lovely Guest pointing out in their Review, there is a far share bit of Akane bashing in this story and I apologize if you don't like it. You can complain about it but I shall not change it because it's needed to cause events in the story line. Everything I do in here is meant to advance the story the way I want it to and to contribute to future stories in the series.

Also, Mr./Ms. Guest, I to request that if you are going to call my writing embarrassing and shameful then at least do it with an actual name so I know just who I am addressing. If you don't like my stories then I'm sorry but don't read them then. It also doesn't help that you say they are embarrassing and shameful but don't elaborate on just what makes it such, although I'm sure it's because of the sex moments.

I am a rather open-minded person and try to include every walk of life in my stories so it doesn't seem like I'm leaving anyone out. I even added the bigots too. This would have been realized if you took the time to actually read the story for joy and not criticize everything that you dislike. I must also point out that I have crossed a few lines in the first two stories of the series and yet you only say it's embarrassing and shameful now. This is something that I don't understand.

What is it about this story of all of them makes you think this way? Or did you just pick this one to read first and not know where the information relating to the past stories was coming from? That I can understand because I forgot to label them in order which I have now corrected.

Sorry about the rant everyone, I just had to get that all off my chest.

"And then Kimiko said that Suiga was going after her boyfriend when it was really Sashi. Now they are all mad at each other and I just don't know what to do!"

Haruka stared at the girl that had been rattling off to her at random about her latest friend drama. This had been going on for about a week now and she still didn't know why it was her that this girl, Mimi was her name, was telling it all to. She didn't even know the girl accept she was one of the many that wouldn't stop petting her whenever she was even remotely near them. It was beyond frustrating.

Sure, she would love friends but she did not want a friend like this girl. Maybe it was all her years of life but she wanted friends that won't break down crying at the slightest thing and were actually mature unlike this girl before her.

Making sure she didn't show the irritation to visibly, Haruka finally spoke, "Mimi, I have absolutely no idea what on Earth you are talking about."

The Pink haired girl was instantly gapping at her like a fish, "But everyone knows! It happened last week at the school disco!"

"I didn't go, I had much more important things to do than go to a school dance." Important in deed. In actuality she had hung out with Ryoga that night counting the stars from the Tendo's roof. It was fun and she wasn't going to say no to cuddling into his arms when she was cold. She swore that boy was like a heater or something.

"What's more important than a school dance? They are the events of the year! Even Kuno leaves her craziness at home and comes, although she wore a ball gown."

"things" her voice was void of emotion and it seemed to finally register in Mimi's head that she didn't care about her drama fest. Said girl huffed in annoyance before getting up and walking away with what was left of her dignity, not even seeing the smirk on Haruka's lips. Oh, the pleasure of pissing off others her own age, physically at least.

Turning her attention back towards her sketch book she looked over the blue-prints she was recreating of her Automail designs. It was more difficult that she thought it would be because she hadn't worked off a blue-print or even created one since just after the Amestrian Civil war. Then you add in the fact that Automail was entirely different sort of prosthetic to the ones in this world. Instead of being majority of metal they used hard plastics, wood, and very little amounts of metal. She also couldn't find any metal similar to steel 56 or it variants. They did have some kinds but they were of the lower end and a bit heavier that she'd like.

If she was lucky she could patent her design and someone else find a metal that's good for it. She did have a few sketches done of older versions of Rockbell Automail that were possible but even those wore more advance then the ones that are being done now. Groaning to herself she let her body slump down in her chair. This was just so frustrating!

Screw it! Grabbing her book, she closed it with a snap before sliding it into her bag. If she couldn't work on it without getting frustrate then she definitely needed a break. It was times like these that she wondered why she was going through all this effort to redesign a working way of prosthetics from one of her lives into a world that is totally different from it. Maybe she just wanted to prove that she could?

With her tail standing on end and her ears flattened back Haruka stormed out of school. It was the end of the day anyway and she didn't have any after school activities, so it really didn't matter if she stayed behind. As she made her way onto the train to head home she didn't even notice the man following her.

Standing on the train she held tight to the straps above her to keep her at least somewhat stable. Her mood was irritable but not enough so that she'd effect the shadows around her. There was a sudden lurch and she found herself stumbling backward. Not far because she was stopped by a body. Looking up to apologies she came face to face with that man she saw all those weeks ago, molesting that girl on the train.

She felt something clamp over her mouth, she couldn't breathe. Her nose hurt from what was one it and her head felt fuzzy. Not understanding what was happening she reacted on instinct alone and thrusted her metal arm into the man's gut. Instantly the man stepped away from her and she could feel her spiked elbow slide out from the man's flesh.

Whirling around she found it was indeed the man that she had seen molesting that girl from her school a few weeks ago. He was down on his knees clutching his stomach but it did nothing to stop the spread of blood as it seeped through his shirt. Coldness filled her body when she looked at him as he bled to death. None of the other passengers seemed to take notice of the dying man but then again, that was no surprise seeing as they ignore him as he fucked girls in plain sight.

The man looked up at her and for a second she could see relief and gratitude in his eyes. It disappeared rather quickly as his eyes glazed over in his has few minutes of life. He didn't seem to be clinging to his life like most people would and it made her wonder. Did this man have nothing to lose that he simple took his pleasure out on others in hopes that someday someone would kill him? Or did he just not care? It honestly confused the reincarnated girl more than she would ever care to admit but at least she stopped one criminal in some way. Although this was by far not her first killing of a human life, it was the first time she didn't know them personally. Oddly enough she didn't care much in that regard.

Before she could even dare ask the things in her mind the light went out in the man's eyes as he slumped to the floor of the train. For a while she just stood there at stared at him. There was a very small smile on his lips but she didn't know the reason why and for some reason that bugged her. Even though this is technically her fourth life she couldn't understand someone's happiness in death. All I did was taking you from this world while leaving your loved ones behind.

When the train finally reached the station in downtown Nermira Haruka easily stepped off the train and headed home. Although in the background she could hear people screaming over the man she had just ended on the train.

Humming to herself Haruka wondered what new idiocy her father had managed to bring into the Tendo's home today. Lately there had been a few random "fiancés' for both herself and her brother but they had managed to shot those down rather easily. Ranma's usually involved some form of martial arts that made absolutely no sense to her. Martial Arts Carry-out just to name one.

Her own on the other hand were much simply to deal with. Mostly she would either explain to them her curse and that would be enough, or in a few cases show them her birth form in all natural. She didn't care that people were seeing her naked, she was a nudist after all, but the tantrums Genma and the rest threw were annoying. It was just a body, you see it pretty often when you took a bath. But in a few cases when that wasn't enough to shake them she had to take them to see Keota and wire them a bit of money to get them off her back. Which amused her account manager to no end, even though he didn't like that she had to give up some of her money. Although it was chump change with how much she was bringing in. Funny enough the money she originally set in her account wasn't even the beginning of the amount she had stored in her shadows. She had emptied her pension from being a State Alchemist shortly after becoming one, no sense in letting them take the money from her for a stupid reason although they did get mad at her for doing it.

Giggling to herself she recalled the time where Ranma thought he was going for a fight against Kuno but ended up with a proposal of love and a bundle of roses. She still laughed when he woke up in a cold sweat about it. Don't misunderstand, it wasn't that she disliked any of her brothers, although Edward Elric was pretty close, she just loved seeing them annoyed. It didn't help that they just walked into their situations without her help which only made it even more amusing for her.

Hopping over the wall near the Dojo, Haruka took note that Akane was busy smashing concrete blocks like usual. Making sure to hide in the shadows for a moment Haruka observed the older girl. Her hair was short now and she could see a slight outline of dark red around the girls form which told her that something must have happened to piss her off so much. There was also that she was putting way too much force into her punches when she smashed her blocks. More than once she wondered what would happen if Akane ever let her anger out on something other than Ranma or her blocks. She shuddered at the thought.

Not feeling like dealing with the easily angry girl she slipped deeper into the shadows and let them swallow her. Without much though she exits them once more and stepped into the Saotome guest room that was upstairs. The room was as plain as usual and more than once she wished she could decorate it a little but she knew that her father would never allow it, after all anything she liked was obviously a girly thing in his mind even though she was pretty sure that fighting posters and manga weren't totally girl things.

Heading over to her cot she slumped down upon it and rested her head against her pillow. It was pretty soft compared to the ones Ranma and Genma used but hey, she paid for it out of her own money and didn't plan on sharing.

Lifting up her normal arm, although she was sure than in a few more lives the other one will seem normal to her as well, she focused her eyes on her charm bracelet. As usual she only had three charms on it but she could feel their connection to her soul. The bond of the Chain blade was rather warm while in contrast, the scythe was freezing cold. To be honest she didn't have a clue what these feelings meant in regards toward the blades but she was dying to find out. She knew that she wasn't going to figure anything out about them in this life since she didn't know of anyone that could read the connections of items and the soul. It was frustrating that was for sure but she could deal with it.

Turning her eye onto the Gamer charm she wondered about it. She really hadn't done anything with it since she first checked it when it reappeared in her wrist when she was four years old. And that was before Thalia appeared. Ever since then she had ignored it like it didn't exist but she had to admit she was curious.

Sucking up all her courage she reached forward and activated the little green diamond charm. Instantly a screen popped up before her eyes and let her eyes scan over it. To be honest the only thing that had changed was her name, title, level, a few stats, and how far she was progressing in her skills. She did take notice that she gained a few languages, although she noticed that she only had Amestrian and ancient Greek were mastered.

What she really took notice of was that this body had the ability to manipulate something called Ki. Now she had read her share of manga in her lifes and knew that Ki was essentially spirit energy but different because it's what the mortal body generates own its own. She was pretty sure that her curse ran partially off this energy but she didn't know how much she had since it was locked. Although she was pretty sure that this was the reason why she didn't seem to have a MP gauge on her screen as well.

Pushing her mind off those thoughts she let her eyes fall toward the small arrow tab at the bottom of her screen. With rather shaky fingers she gently pressed the button and let the screen roll over to what she knew was Thalia's. Instantly tears formed in her eyes.

Due to death, Thalia the wolf is temporally unable to reform until next life. However, reform time is extended because of death. Estimated wait time in next life: 10 years

"She's alive" her words came out as whispers but they were loud enough to her own ears, even though they were lying flat upon her head. Unknown to her a hole in her heart closed up just a bit more but wouldn't close up until they were reunited once more.

Closing her gamer screen, she flopped back onto her pillow with a smile on her face and small trails of tears running down her cheeks. She had lived fourteen years without her best friends, and only constant in her life, and she honestly couldn't wait to see her again but she was going to do her best to live out this life as long as she could before dying once more. Besides she knew Thalia would be pissed if she didn't at least try and make her life the best she could. Although she was fairly sure that Thalia would have long since killed Genma because of his 'training' and ideas of parenting. That and she'd laugh at the thought of her slowly turning into a wolf like her.

Honestly, that was one thing that Haruka had taken notice off. For whatever reason, in her first life she gained the instincts, craving for raw flesh and blood, protectiveness of her family, and the enhanced senses. Now she had some of the bits but in human form, like her tail, eyes, and ears. They were definitely adorable, even Ranma couldn't deny that, but she wondered just what she was going to end up as in the end. Would she end up like Thalia, a human but with the permanent body of a wolf, or would she become something else entirely?

Sighing she decided not to think about it for the time being. Getting up she made her way downstairs. She could see her Pandafied father playing Shogi against Soun while Nabiki watched something on TV and judging from the light sounds in the kitchen Kasumi must be in doing something in there. It was rather bizarre that Nabiki was home already, seeing as she was usually out trying to rake in more money to pay for damages around the house, but she wasn't going to question it.

Plopping herself down beside the middle Tendo daughter she let herself stretch out a little on the couch by laying half her body over the mercenary girl's lap. She knew that the other girl was looking at her in amusement while the others thoughts she was weird but she didn't care. Over her time here Haruka had become something of a friend with Nabiki, although they had their bumps and bruises as well. This sadly had the effect on their fathers.

"Genma, my friend, it seems like our kids are getting quite close."

#So it seems# there was a light swishing sound as he flipped his sign, #But we both know that the boy isn't man enough to handle a woman#

Twitching from her spot in her friend's lap, Haruka was starting to consider making a panda fur rug. Maybe she could decorate her living room with it in one of her next lives? Actually, how the heck was she even able to hear what her father was writing down on his signs? Groaning to herself she figured it would be best to just ignore it.

"Now Saotome my friend, we both know that your son is man enough where it counts. I don't see why it would matter if he and Nabiki got together. In fact, they seem to get along much better than Ranma and Akane. Maybe we should change the marriage agreement over to them?" there was a light clicking sound as he placed one of his piece down upon the board. Although neither of them took notice of the reddening faces of herself and Nabiki.

Inside Haruka was trying with all her strength not to freak out or hurt the middle-aged men over in the corner. While it was technically true that she was 'man' enough to impregnate a girl, Winry proved that, she wasn't sure if she wanted to be with a girl in this life. She kind of wanted to run off a little system of boy, girl, boy, none, girl, boy; but these two seemed to want to change that a bit.

Looking over at her friend she could see hundreds of thoughts flashing through her mind in a matter of seconds. She didn't look like she was against it or anything but more like she was weighing the pros and cons. And it was that which scared her. Nabiki was such a business woman that she took most things that affected her as they were some form of business deal. In a way, she guessed it was but she didn't want it to be just like that. She maybe over a century years old inside a fourteen-year-old girl's body but she still loved that spark of love and desire and didn't want her love life be about mutual gain.

Then there was Ryoga. She wasn't entirely sure but she knew she had some kind of feelings for the boy. Sure, it was frustrating that he got lost all the time but he couldn't help that. She could also tell that their little meetings were affecting him as well, especially when he kept wanting to hold her hand as they walked. Though her mind did tell her that it might be because he didn't want to get lost again.

Gulping she looked at her friend and wondered. How would she react to being engaged to a girl that was three years her junior but with some boy parts? Most would probably freak out but she knew that Nabiki was rather practical and open-minded about such things. Then there was the sexual aspect of the engagement. While she had been sexual active at a young age, sort of, in her last life; she wasn't sure it was such a good idea in this one. Genma would take some form of an advantage over it and force her to do something she'd rather she didn't.

Nabiki looked down at her and smiled, not the cold one she sometimes gave, but a rather warm one. It was strange that was for sure. The next thing she knew the older girl was running her hands through her hair and even giving her ears a light scratch which made her legs twitch a bit. Blushing even more than she had been from the embarrassing reaction Haruka tried to take her eyes off her friend. That didn't seem to work though because the moment she did Nabiki started scratching even more which only made her eyes close half way and a very quiet moan to escape her lips. If only the girl would rub her tail too!

"I wouldn't mind, but I don't want it to be as quick as our fathers are forcing Ranma and Akane together. Even though he was supposed to have three months to get to know us all, those two seemed to gravitate towards each other." Her voice was low and Haruka was pretty sure that she could hear genuine delight over the Ranma and Akane situation. Shivering she tried not to move as the older girl's fingers moved down from her ears towards her cheek. "Of course, there are going to have to be situations where you trust what I do, without questions. Could you do that?"

Looking up at her friend Haruka gave a small nod but inside wondered just what the older girl could be referring to. She knew a few ways that what she said could be used but by far not all of them. And when she did nod her head she could see the delight in the older girl's eyes and if she didn't know any better…lust as well. Just what had she just gotten herself into?

0/0

For whatever reason, that night Haruka had been moved into Nabiki's room. Surprisingly both Genma and Soun decided it would be better to keep their new idea to themselves. Both girl was actually rather happy about their decision of silence but weren't sure just what they were supposed to do about their new sleeping arrangements.

With nothing but her school uniform on Haruka trailed behind her friend into her room. While the guest room had been completely bare, Nabiki's had a bit of decoration to it. Along the walls there were some posters of different anime and manga, as well as some pictures of her family. She also had a desk with a computer on it, although it was a much older model than the one she had as Persia. The desk draws were all locked so she didn't know what those were but she figured she'd find out eventually. On the wall, across from that was a single twin sized mattress with a few draws beneath it, probably for storing stuff. There were also a few bookshelves full of books and a single closet full of clothing.

Turning toward her friend she asked the one thing that was on her mind, "Where am I going to sleep?" She didn't have her futon anymore because Genma decided to commandeer it from her and put it under his own for extra support, although it really doesn't add much at all.

Nabiki smirked at her before leading her over and pulling her down onto the bed with her. It was surprisingly soft but nothing compared to her old pillows at camp Half-blood, on her boat, or even in her basement at her mom's house.

"Well I figured that if we are going to get married we might as well get used to sharing a bed, so you'll just have to sleep up here with me." Before she could even comment the older girl pulled her down as she laid back. Haruka found herself spread across the other girls front with all their essentials touching with clothing in the way. Her cheeks immediately turned red as she looked down upon Nabiki's face. This was moving much faster than what she was used to but she wasn't sure she wanted to push it away yet.

"I do have to warn you though, I tend to sleep in the buff and more than not fall asleep after I relieve a little tension." Her voice was warm across her face and she could feel herself shivering over the sultry undertones she spoke with.

Gulping as hard as she could Haruka nodded, "That's…okay. It won't be the first time I saw someone do that before bed." That was actually true. She used to do it all the time before bed in her last lives but in this one she couldn't because Genma and Ranma were there, although that did nothing to stop them from doing it near her. That was one thing she never wanted to experience again, watching her father masturbate in the middle of the night. Although she had woken up a few times with Ranma perched over her face before but she refused to bring up the memories of those experiences at the moment.

Nabiki quirked an eyebrow up at her, mostly likely getting some idea but not all of it.

"Would you be willing to help me? I could teach you things if you want." Her blush rose even more at her 'fiancé's' wording, "Of course, I'll have to teach you in both forms, or your learning won't be complete."

"Okay Biki" the older girl wrapped her arms around her and pulled her tighter against her. How had it gotten into this already?

"We will also be sharing bath, if that's alright? It would get us even more comfortable with each other."

"But I get up super early in the morning to go to school? How would that work?"

Nabiki stopped in her thoughts before letting out a long-suffering sigh, "I guess you'll just have to wake me up then." She sighed once more before taking a peak at her alarm clock that was sitting upon her nightstand. "I guess we might as well get some sleep, I have a feeling that tomorrow is going to be a busy day."

Before she even noticed what was happening Nabiki was standing next to the bed, peeling off her clothing, and tossing them into the hamper. Flopping down on the bed face first Haruka took a second to figure out what just happened. After living fourteen years as a martial artist she would have thought she could see anyone move, especially with all the rail spikes and mullets Genma had sent at her to teach both her and her brother to dodge. But somehow, one second Nabiki was underneath her and the next she wasn't. Was it some sort of Martial arts technic or a Japanese schoolgirl thing? Because if it was she totally wanted to learn it!

"Well are you going to get changed or what?"

Her friends voice snapped her out of her thoughts. Turning her body until her feet were dangling over the edge of the bed, stupid height, and got her first glimpse of her friend's bare body.

For starters, the girl was around five foot two inches with neck length brown hair and brown eyes. From what Haruka could tell she want what you would call skinny, fat, nor athletic but definitely finely toned. Her skin was pale and there wasn't a piece of hair on her besides her head and small patch, more like a bush, just above her manko. Now Haruka wasn't really that big of a fan of pubic hair, or any body hair actually, but for some reason she didn't mind Nabiki's. Maybe it's the culture? Nabiki's breasts are definitely bigger than her own but still I bit smaller than Ranma-Chan's. Maybe around a C-cup? Anyway, the sight was more than a little mouthwatering to her hormonal teenage body.

"Well don't just sit there and stare, get changed."

Jumping up Haruka was quickly stripped out of her clothing before turning back towards her friend. For some odd reason, she tried to cover herself in embarrassment. Upon seeing the smirk Nabiki was giving her she frowned at her and forced her arms down to her sides and let her soak in her appearance.

As much as her father would have liked her to look more like a boy, he was very much disappointed. Haruka was around 4'8 in height and had pair of full but perky breast that were a little more than a good handful, although he tried to ruin them with the bindings. Like in all her last life she didn't grow body hair, like at all, so she was as smooth as the day she was born and that was the way she liked it. It was actually one of the things she hoped that would move on with her into her next life.

Anyway, she didn't have the biggest hips but they were big enough for child birth, although she wasn't sure she was going to be able to in this life no matter how much she wanted too. Her hands and feet were rather small, some would say childish, but she was okay with it. Much cuter shoes for small feet anyway.

Add in her soft blue eyes, even if the pupil is slitted, her larger canines, wolf tail and ears and you have a very adorable girl. Although in some circles they would call her kinky or to Akane, a pervert. And if her penis was there it would only add more to her kink list.

"Wow Haruka, you look good enough to eat." She paused for a second, "I thought you said you had dick like the guys do?"

Rolling her eyes, she should have expected that, "It's not there when I'm in this form. Remember I was cursed into a girl, which took it away until I get hit with hot water. Not that it was all that big in the first place, I think the last time anyone saw it Genma called it a Cocklett or something similar."

Moving toward the bed she easily slipped next to her friend and cuddled up against her. Nabiki didn't even think twice before wrapping her arms around her and pulling her on top of her once more as they laid down. With a little bit of shuffling the pair were soon beneath the warm confines of their shared blanket.

Sighing to herself Haruka let herself relax and rested her head down on her friend's breasts. Nabiki didn't even squirm at her improvised pillows but Haruka sure did when the older girl rested one of her hands on her butt. This unfortunately caused her to rub her own gash against her friend's little mound of hair. Giggling at the tickling feeling she found herself easily repeating the action. It felt rather nice to the wolf girl and only got better when Nabiki started stroking her tail as well.

Neither girl went beyond that on their first night in the room but in no time at all Nabiki and Haruka fell sleep with both of their snatches matted down, mainly Nabiki's, with their combined wetness.

0/0

The next morning the first thing Haruka took notice of was the feeling of skin being pressed against her own. It was rather warm and definitely soft, so that told her it was either Ranma-chan's or she was somewhere else. She could feel a pair of arms wrapped around her but oddly enough they were around her hair. Moving her head a little bit she took note that the hands moved away but the rest of this person's body had not moved at all. When it felt like hair scratched against the bottom of her chin she stopped for a moment.

Finally taking a moment to get herself oriented Haruka opened her eyes and glanced down to figure out what it was. The first thing she noticed was the brown patch of hair but nothing else. Okay she knew that she was with either Kasumi or Nabiki seeing as Akane would never sleep naked with another girl, although she doubted Kasumi would either, and she wasn't a brunette. So, all that was left was Nabiki.

It was then that her memories of the day before came back to her mind. Irritating Mimi at school, accidentally killing that guy from the train that tried to put that chemical soaked rag over her face, her father and Mr. Tendo coming up the idea of her and Nabiki getting married, moving into said girls room, and everything else that had happened.

Feeling a headache coming on she focused on what Nabiki had said last night. She wanted her to wake the girl up so they could take a bath together. But the question was how? She also didn't know what time it was either. It was then that an idea came to her mind.

Smirking to herself she wiggled her body down just a little more until she came face to face with her soon-to-be Fiancée's manko. Thankfully while Nabiki had a small bunch of hair on top of her quim, she didn't have any on the rest of it. She would shudder at the thought of such a thing.

Turning her mind back to what she was doing she started her new idea of waking up the older girl. Being as quiet as she could she put one of her fingers in her mouth and gently sucked on it. When it was all wet and ready she used her other hand to slowly pull her friends low lips apart. Seeing the other girls opening she pressed her finger into it.

Surprisingly, or not depending on who you ask, Nabiki was rather tight. Being as careful as she could Haruka started to moved her finger in and out of the older girl. There wasn't much wetness besides her own saliva but soon after she started moving her finger the girl started to get wet.

In no time at all her finger was thrusting in an out of the girl and there was a rather lewd slurping sound every time. Smiling to herself she quickly added in another finger. The older girls snatch easily swallowed the other own and it was quickly followed by a third, which was actually two for a normal person but her fingers were rather small for some odd reason.

Her ears perked up when the sound of heavy breathing, along with a few gasps, filled the room. Smiling to herself Haruka leaned forward and dragged her tongue over her friend's firm clit. A whooshing sound filled her ears right after that and she soon found a set of hands forcing her face deeper into her friend's wet snatch.

Breathing throw her nose Haruka pulled out her fingers and easily placed her mouth over the pair of nether lips. Running her tongue over them she could taste the older girls juices and when she pushed her tongue inside them a little more, even more gushed out into her mouth. Swallowing the liquids, she easily fell into a rhythm of running her tongue around the outside of the other girls snatch, before gently pressing inward, and then sort of twirling it around inside her. Ever few repeats she would move up and lap at her clit while replacing her tongue with her fingers but would soon be back.

Nabiki on the other hand was soon becoming drench in sweat as she got more and more worked up. Her hands would tighten to the point that Haruka was sure the other girl would rip out hair, what little she actually had seeing as hers was only just getting pasted her ears.

Getting more than a little worked up she soon found herself diddling her own gushing gash. Moaning into her friend she could feel both her tongue getting squeezed by her friend's vaginal walls and more liquids squirting into her mouth as a river of her own ran down her legs.

When Both girls finally relaxed enough Nabiki let go of her hair while Haruka just waited and got her face covered in more of the other girl's juices. Pulling back Haruka found herself on her knees between her friends spread legs. Looking up at Nabiki she found the girl red and panting lightly with one of her arms draped over her eyes.

Not able to take it any more Haruka broke into giggles. That seemed to be enough to get Nabiki's attention and when the girl's eyes meet both of them were grinning, although the brunettes were a bit bigger.

"Sweet kami, Haruka. If that's how you are going to wake me every morning I might just have to keep you anyway." Nabiki's eyes traveled over her body and her grin only got bigger, "Just where did you learn to do that? I doubt it was on the road with your brother and father."

Blushing the reincarnated girl fought over just what she should tell her friend. She had a story that she could tell but it was going to leave out way more than it told but really the only other option is to tell her. And that was something she didn't think was a good idea until she really got to know the other girl, and maybe a bit older. Deciding what to do she went with it.

Shrugging her shoulders, she tried to come off as nonchalant, "I had a girlfriend before we came here and she was more than a little happy to try out sex. I think I was 6 the first time I kissed her, 10 the first time I went down on her, and 12 the first time we had sex. The girl was a little nympho but I was okay with it, she only went after me after all. Her name was Winry and I think you would have liked her, she was all over my arm like you were when I first got here. Genma and Ranma don't know about her though, so please don't ask them."

Nabiki blinked down at her before a smile came to her lips. She may be a bit of a mercenary but she wasn't stupid, that and she could tell when people lie and she knew that Haruka wasn't. Although unknown to Nabiki this relationship wasn't in this life but recount of her last one.

Thinking back on it, technically speaking, Haruka had lost her virginity when she was 12 in her very first life as Cerilia Atu, and then at 15 as Persia Jackson, and 12 again as Elfriede Elric. If she followed a pattern that meant she would lose this lives virginity next year. The question was however, which one?

"Dang, I haven't even had sex yet. I feel like your way farther ahead of me than you should be." Nabiki wasn't able to stop the pout that sprouted from her lips.

Haruka on the other hand, couldn't stop giggling. If she was honest, she had around 75 years of sexual activity sealed up in her mind. Forty from Cerilia, one from Persia, and around 33 for Elfriede. That wasn't counting any oral sex in there because if they were then she had a good decade more.

The out of nowhere she found herself getting gently whacked with one of Nabiki's pillows. Her hair was jostled but it did nothing to kill her laughter. Nabiki kept trying for a few minutes before eventually giving up and just let her laugh herself hearse.

Finally getting herself back together Haruka leaned back onto her elbows, martial arts did wonders for flexibility, and stared at the older girl.

"So, are you going to give me a demonstration of your skill Biki?"

Said girl just smirked at her, "Nope, I done serve, that's yours job."

Pouting a little at her friend's antics she swore that someday she'd get her to go down on her, little did she know that it would never happen out of choice.

Glancing at the clock she realized that it was around 5am, which meant that if they didn't hurry up Kasumi was going to be getting up soon. Not that it was a bad thing but they were a little bit…messy at the moment.

Hopping up out of bed she quickly grabbed Nabiki by the arm and dragged her downstairs towards the Furo. Nabiki grumbled every other step but followed her rather easily. Upon stepping inside the dressing room, they quickly made sure there would be a robe for both of them, which was silly considering Kasumi always had at least five robes handing up every morning.

Going inside the wash room both girl easily filled up their own pales of water and started scrubbing. Both girls helped each other with their backs before sinking down into the Furo.

Like usual there was the brief tingle all over her body and in a blink of an eye Haruka had lost her wolf parts and regain her male parts. As the pair soaked in the warm water Haruka took a moment to re-adapt to the feeling of her small balls resting against her vagina. Sure, she had been feeling it for over a century but thanks to her curse she didn't really have it all that often, especially when she was posing as a wolf girl at school. So, she took this moment to adjust again.

Haruka was so relaxed that she didn't even notice when the door slid open and kasumi walked inside.

"Oh my!" both girls in the Furo whipped their heads around to see a bare 19-year-old Kasumi standing in the doorway. She had a hand covering her mouth in shock, although Haruka was pretty sure it was to cover the light blush on her cheeks, while her other hand was holding a small bucket of washing soaps.

"Good morning kasumi-nee. Sorry about beating you to the bathroom but we were up early." Nabiki's face was warm and welcoming but amazingly she didn't show an ounce of embarrassment over just what had woken her up. It was common knowledge that the money loving girl couldn't get up properly without a full pot of coffee in the morning.

"Yeah, sorry about that Kasumi. Biki decided she was going to get up with me in the mornings, so we had to take the time to bath before everyone else woke up."

Kasumi was looking from one of them towards the other before her eyes dipped down towards the water that started just under their breasts. She did notice that Haruka didn't have her cute wolf ears on so that must mean that she was in her birth form. That meant… she wasn't able to complete that thought when the entirety of what the cursed intersex girl had said when she first arrived just under a month ago.

"It's okay, girls are allowed to bath together." A warm smile came to the gentle girl's lips as she moved over to start her morning washing.

Glancing back and forth the girls in the Furo tried to figure out what had been going on inside the older girl's mind. But seeing as Kasumi was never offensive towards anyone they decided to leave it be for the moment and just enjoy their bath.

It wasn't much latter that Kasumi joined the pair in the baths. The water rose just a little bit and Haruka had to stop herself from squirming as the water tickled her nipples a little. Kasumi let out a rather loud sigh as she laid back in the warm waters before slipping under for a brief moment. When she rose up Haruka couldn't help but be dazed as the steam rose off the beautiful girls naked form. Glancing over at Nabiki she was rather surprised that she too was watching her sister. And if Haruka was correct, which she almost always was, there was a hint of desire in the younger brunette's eyes. Whether it was for a body like Kasumi's or for her sister she didn't know.

When it was finally time for the three to get out they were much more relaxed than they were used to. Chucking it up to a nice bath they easily walked out into the changing room. Kasumi was nice enough to grab them each a robe but when she went to hand them to them both she gasped and dropped them. Both girls looked at her in confusion until kasumi pointed down between Haruka's legs. Looking down Haruka only came to see her penis. It was then that reality came back to her.

"Oh, sorry Kasumi, I forgot to change. Be right back." Blushing up a storm she quickly hurried back into the washroom and filed up a bucket of cold water. Wanting to get it over with she dumped the freezing liquids over her body and when her body tingled she knew that she was back in her curse form.

Giving her head a little shake she got some of the water that was clinging to her to fly away before making her back towards the dressing room. Upon going in she wasn't too surprised that both girls were wrapped up in warm robes. Kasumi was blushing in embarrassment while Nabiki was grinning like a loon.

The moment they noticed her Nabiki draped a robe over her nude form and she easily tied it once her arms where in their proper place. Kasumi on the other hand bowed lowly towards her.

"I'm so sorry, Haruka-chan. I keep forgetting about your curse and accidentally insulting you. I sincerely apologize for any rudeness I may have shown you." Her words were totally honest but at the same time unnecessary. Sighing to herself she walked over towards the older girl and gently raised her back into a straight position.

When their eyes met, she could see the tears welling up inside them and threatening to fall any second. Giving the older girl an understanding smile she wrapped her arms around her in appreciative hug. For a second Kasumi seemed to freeze but that broke moments later as the older girl quickly returned it.

"It's okay Kasumi, you didn't insult me. Trust me, I have run into much worse and lived with worse too. I mean have you met my father? You know the one; the sexist, greedy, and pigheaded man with glasses but is also a part-time panda." The eldest Tendo giggled lightly and from what she could hear, so was Nabiki, "So it's okay if you forget. To be honest I forgot until I got in the Furo this morning. If that doesn't say something, then nothing else will."

The elder girl nodded, or at least it felt like it from under her breasts, and then easily separated. For brief moment, all three of them shared a small smile before they realized that they still had stuff to do today.

Kasumi rushed out, seeing as she still needed to get ready for the day and prepare breakfast for the rest of the family. The other two just held hands as they made their way back up to their shared room.

Seeing as it was the last school day of the week, Saturdays were half-days unfortunately, they had to wear their uniforms. It wouldn't be so bad if it they were allowed casual clothes on these days but the school forbid it. Honestly Haruka was missing her old school as Persia, mainly because there was no school on Saturday.

Once dressed both girls gathered their things and headed on down. To their utter surprise, Kasumi was already dressed in her old-fashioned dress and apron while starting to prep things for breakfast, she even had the coffee going for Nabiki already.

Making their way over toward the counter they released each other's hands while Nabiki went to get her coffee and Haruka went to find one of the little bundle of pork strips she had sliced up and stored in the fridge. Just to make sure she didn't ruin her uniform she grabbed a bib out of her shadows, along with her flask, and put it on before pulling out the juicy cut of animal meat. Delight shined in her eyes as she bared her slightly pointed teeth before chowing down on it. After more than a few decades of practice she was easily able to eat as animalistic as she wished but still be neat about it. Although Winry always told her there was no way to be lady like while doing it.

Gulping down the last strip, she pulled up her flask and took long continuous gulps of milk from it. Sighing in content she whipped her mouth with the corner of her bib before pulling it off. Looking around she noticed that both Tendo's had stopped what they were doing to watch her as she tore into her breakfast. Each of them were giving her looks that she couldn't read.

"What? Is there something on my face?" Kasumi turned around and busied herself with her prep work while Nabiki kept staring with a raised eyebrow. "Whaaaaaaaaaat!" she didn't mean it to come out like a whine but she couldn't help it, she didn't like getting stared at like that by family. Strangers were fine because they were ignorant idiots.

"Do you do that every morning?" there wasn't anything rude in the older girl's voice, just genuine curiosity.

Nodding her head Haruka tried to explain it, "Ever since I was a little kid I've had these weird cravings for raw meat. I only go after animals though because eating a human is disgusting. I tried a Yuma once when I was little but immediately spat it out, they taste like Brussel sprouts to me and I hate Brussel sprouts. The only thing I have found that I can't stomach to eat is Akane's cooking."

Both girls face faulted at that and had to pick themselves off the floor. Amazingly Nabiki didn't spill her coffee and thankfully Kasumi managed to keep the knife she was using pointed away from her so she didn't get stabbed. Once they were back in their places Nabiki sat her cup down just so she didn't lose it a second time.

Glancing at the clock Haruka paled. She had five minutes to get to the train station or she'll end up missing it and be late for school. Rushing over toward Nabiki she gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before wishing them a good day. With a movement of the room 's shadows she was quickly swallowed up.

The last sound that went through the room was a gasp from kasumi and her rather redundant response.

"Oh my!"

0/0

Seconds later Haruka could almost be seen popping out of the shadow behind a rather large man that was waiting near the tracks for a train. Breathing heavily, and feeling a little disoriented from the sudden shadow travel, the reincarnated girl forced herself to stand up straight. Not far away from where she was standing she spotted the man she was waiting for.

"Mr. Keota!" the man jerked from his spot upon a random bench and started looking around for her. Running over towards her account manager she gave him a brief hug, which he gladly returned.

"Ah good morning, Miss Saotome. For a minute there, I thought you weren't going to make it." He chucked in his rich baritone voice. Blushing she pulled away from him and gave him a small shove, by her standards, that made him stumbled backwards a few feet. As she had seen a few times before he simply shrugged her push right off like it was barely even a tickle. The man must be some kind of martial artist or has an ability to be able to withstand that.

Before they could get into their talk the train pulled up near them and the pair made their way toward the business section of the train. Not many people actually use this part to be honest, and she wasn't sure why. They made their way into one of the comfier compartments and sat down. Keota pulled out a few bundles of paperwork, a pen, and two glasses.

Seeing how it was cheaper to use her flask, which he still wanted to get analyzed and she refused, she poured them both glasses of warm black dragon tea. This blend was actually one of the ones that the Guide of Jusenkyo had introduced her too while she was staying with him and both Keota and herself liked it.

Keota shuffled threw a few papers scanning his notes for a moment before nodding and handing them over towards her. Firmly grasping them between her fingers she looked them over as she drank her tea.

"As you can see I have taken liberty in investing the money you allowed me to into the companies that we believe will make a profit. Most of them are rather small at the moment and we are mostly contributing startup funds for stocks in their companies but I believe that in a few years they will be worth much more." He paused to point out the higher ones near the bottom, "As you know the companies you recommended are doing very well. Actually, I have invested some of my own money into one or two of them. I was rather surprised though to find that you had a rather broad amount of companies for me to get stocks in. Cosmetics, shoes, computers, and fast-food just to name a few."

Nodding at the man she kept looking over the papers. Even though she didn't have much knowledge in anything related towards finances, she still knew the big wigs from her time as Persia and upon seeing a few of them here she took the opportunity upon herself to invest. She did plan on fixing that issue but it would come with time, maybe in this life or the next one.

"There has been one small hiccup though" his voice was flat but she could see the confusion in his eyes. Giving him the go-ahead gesture he elaborated, "A few days ago, I was contacted by a young girl, she spoke Japanese very well but given her name I don't think she is Japanese. She said that her name was Hilda Potter but she was related to you but was only seven-years-old and lives in the United Kingdom. She had all your account information and I was tempted to call the police but she asked me to talk to you first."

Understanding instantly flashed through her mind. This Hilda Potter was her in another life, so that must mean that she would be reborn in this world again but in another location. This reincarnation thing was getting pretty weird.

"What was she asking for?" Keota frowned for a second.

"She was asking if you would send over one of your cases of money that you store in your shadows. How she knew this I don't know but she seemed really well informed and honest."

Sighing to herself she called upon one of her cases of many and handed it to the man. She didn't know why her other-self needed the money but it did tell her that something happened where she lost everything that she stored inside her shadows, besides her flask. That brought up more than a few issues with the Japanese girl. Maybe she should find a cave to hid her things so she doesn't lose them in the future, or maybe just store them in a safety deposit box. Heck maybe she should just by a vault and bury it!

"Wire that to the girl as soon as you possibly can, if she asks for more just let me know. I highly doubt it though because she only asked for one." He quirked an eyebrow at her but shrugged it off before stowing the case of cash inside his carrier bag.

"if I may ask, who is she?"

Haruka found herself smirking at the old man before her, "She's me in another life." His eyes widened to the size of saucers and she could tell that she was going to have to explain. So, over the next half hour she explained the happenings over her life from the very beginning as Cerilia Atu until her current life as Haruka Saotome. More than once he would ask for more details on events or in case of her life as Elfriede Elric, to explain just how Alchemy was possible. In the end, he just slumped back with his jaw sunken into the floor.

When he finally came out of his shock he got down to business once more, "So what should I do if another one of your reincarnations contact me for something?"

It was an honest question and to be frank, she really wasn't sure. This could be a one-off event but there was always the chance that it wasn't. then there was the issue on what to do when Keota retires, she would need to find a knew accountant that she could trust both with her money and her lifes story. It brought up more issues than she cared to think about at the moment but like everything else it was better to get it done with rather than ignore it until it explodes in her face.

"I don't think they will, unless it's a very dire need. More than likely, the more lives I go through the more chances I have of creating large accounts as I move around. All this tells me honestly is that this is the first time they are doing such thing. I don't know how many lives ahead of us she is but she must be the first one that is setting up a wealth that requires her to ask a past life for a loan to do it. It really all depends on what year it is though. Right now, it's 1987 and I was born in 72. This Hilda Potter says she's seven, so she must have been born in 1980. I once lived a life that died when I turned 16 but was born in the year 1992. Like I said it all just depends on the life and the time they were born."

Keota stared at her for a long time with glazed eyes. When he didn't move for five minutes she was starting to worry that she had broken him. That would most definitely suck.

When he's eyes finally defogged he stared at her once more but with an expressionless face, "That is really confusing, how do you keep track of it all?"

She just shrugged. "Practice I guess. Besides, as I said, Hilda could be one life or five ahead of me, I really won't know until I get there." Pushing that matter away she turned her eyes back towards her papers.

There were a few that needed her signature to purchase up stocks and some to offer loans in order to actually start the company. It was these ones that caught her interest. While stocks are nice to have, she was always looking into bringing something new into the world or advancing something already there. It's something that most definitely interested the eternal human. One was a company called LuthorCorp. And they mainly worked in fertilizers or at least plan to. She didn't see anything wrong with it so she easily signed off on the papers to help start the company for a third of the company. For some reason, she felt like she was going to be really happy about that later in life.

When the train finally pulled into the station Haruka happily bid herself goodbye and wished her accountant a good day which he happily returned.

Walking away from the station Haruka found herself humming all the way towards her school. Class were always easier on Saturdays, seeing as most of them were electives and not core classes. Her happy mood however was ruined rather spectacularly when she walked passed the front gate.

"kukukukuku! Greeting peasant of a sister that shares blood with my great Ranma-sama." A storm of black rose petals filter through the air which Haruka could pick up a faint hint of some hallucinogen in it as well, not to mention that creepy ass laughter. Sighing to herself she wanted to kill her brother for attracting the lunatic into their lives.

"What do you want Kodachi? If you can't see I'm rather busy." Which wasn't exactly true but anything was better than dealing with a Kuno any day of the week.

Said Kuno spun her black ribbon in the air around her while she spoke, it would be neat if the girl didn't drive her up a wall, "I wish to speak to you about the foul wench that dares associate herself with your brother, the red headed one. She will not leave my love alone and does nothing but involve herself in matters that do not concern her as she forces him to hide from her presence." The younger girl couldn't help but wonder just how the female before her got all those ideas in her head. If what she heard and saw it was more like she was talking about herself but in the case of Ranma's girl form. It was a little funny though when she couldn't seem to grasp that both Ranma and the redhaired girl were the same person but she was sure it would get irritating really quick.

Shaking her head, she started walking towards the school, "Can't help you there, Kodachi. I don't get involved in my brother's life if I can help it and especially not in his love life, that's his mess to figure out." Sadly, for her, that didn't seem to work to well.

There was a light stinging sensation in the back of her neck and before she knew it her vision was black and the world around her was nothing but a void.

0/0

Groaning Haruka could feel her brain pounding its way out of her skull. Thankfully all her fighting with her brother and father as she grew up forced her to develop a thick skull or her brain would have ruptured it.

When the world finally stopped spinning she opened her eyes as far as she dared. The lighting wasn't that great but it was enough for her enhanced eyes to be able to see in. The room was rather large in size and very cultured, as in ridiculously expensive for no reason. It looked rather Victorian to be honest with its large windows, four poster bed with curtains hanging around it, fancy furniture pressed up against walls and massive painting that look like they belong in a museum or even a western church.

Blinking her eyes a little she forced herself into a sitting position and was glad to take note that she was restrained. As the memories of what happened to her returned, she knew instantly where she was and most likely who took her. That crazy bitch Kodachi must have drugged her, which was rather scary to think about seeing as most don't work on her with her metabolism.

Getting out of the bed she felt something shift around on her ankle and looked down. It looked like a bracelet but made of a thick metal with a key hole and a flashing grin light.

"That bitch put a fucking tracking bracelet on me!" Haruka screamed out in furry. Glaring at the device she reached down and gripped it before yanking it apart and into two separate pieces. It smoked and there were a few zaps of electricity, which she ignored, before it finally sputtered into death. Dropping it down on the floor like a piece of trash.

Feeling more than a bit fed up with the situation she quickly called up her shadows and disappeared from the room. When she finally reappeared inside the Tendo sitting room she was instantly buried in a pile of bodies.

"Haruka! Where have you been!"

"You're okay!"

"About time you came back you pervert, you had us all worried with you out whoring yourself out"

"Are you alrite, sis?"

Felling her face twitch Haruka used the strength she possessed, and some help of the shadows, to toss them all off her. Nabiki and Kasumi landed on cushions, Akane slammed into a wall with a heavy thunk, and Ranma flew out the door and into the koi pond.

In the background, she could hear her brother turned sister sputtering as she fought her way out of the pond but she had something else on her find. Turning towards Akane she let her glare run free a little bit as she marched up to her.

Even though she was a good six inches shorter than the youngest Tendo girl, she was easily able to bend down and grab her by the front of her shirt and lifting her up above the ground. The girl fought her grip but was unable to free herself, she was far to outmatched even by regular anything goes fighting style.

Summoning up her scythe and placed it against the other girls neck she stared into her eyes with cold hard rage. The instant her weapon appeared the room around her fell silent and seemed to stop moving. None were willing to make a move in case she ended up slicing the young woman's throat open.

When she spoke, her voice was both colder than the artic and filled with her own personal version of venom, "You, Akane Tendo, are nothing but a spoiled little bitch. I get kidnapped and the first thing you say to me is that I am a pervert and am whoring myself out. I know Yukaze that are more caring and less self-centered than you are. I've killed creatures with less prejudice than you and yet here you are. The little bitch that whines because she doesn't want to marry a boy against her will, who is also stuck in the same situation as you." Akane flinched but Haruka wasn't finished just yet, "You need your eyes open, little girl, or one day you will be all alone and no one will come to your rescue. I sure as hell won't be. So, let's make one things clear. I don't like you, at all, and only put up with you because of your family. But if you keep pushing my buttons I will end you. With my fists, blades, or even in any chance to make a future for yourself. I can and will make it so you can't teach martial arts if you keep pushing and trust me, I'll enjoy it."

Returning her Scythe to her bracelet she dropped the other girl but she crumpled into a lump on the floor. She was sobbing lightly and if her nose wasn't lying to her, the girl had peed herself in fright. Snorting at the girl beneath her feet she spun on her heels and went back towards the others.

All of them were pale as ghosts and terror were running through their entire bodies, even Nabiki and Kasumi. Feeling a little guilty about scaring them she let her body relax a little to let them know she was better now. Thankfully they both calmed down some but they were still cautious.

"Can someone at least tell me how long I was gone?" none of them moved or looked like they knew what to say. All of them looked like they wanted to run and hide while hoping she would leave them and find different pray to catch. Sighing to herself she rose from her spot at the table once more. "I guess I'll go find somewhere else to stay for a little bit." Turning toward Nabiki she sent her a sad look, "Sorry Biki, I should have guessed I wouldn't stay here long, sorry if I caused you any trouble."

Not wanting to feel like she was running away Haruka slowly walked out the front door and down the road to the nearest hotel she remembered seeing.

0/0

Sighing to herself Haruka sank down on her couch and thought about what had happened not three months ago. She had threatened to basically kill Akane in front of her entire family and then left. She had stayed in a hotel for a month in the wealthy district, which happened to be close to her school, and then moved into the top floor apartment in the same district.

She hadn't heard much from the Tendo's, although she heard that her brother and the older Tendo sisters had started looking for her a few days after the event. They hadn't managed to track her down yet but it was mainly because she managed to dodge them one her way outside of school with the use of shadow travel. It worked great for avoidance.

Besides that, she had been working more on her Automail redesign. She was still a few more kinks away from being able to publish it but she was pretty sure she'd be able to with another month of Saotome men free working environment.

The only worry she really had going on was that creepy old panty thief that been going around harassing females and stealing their underwear, especially when they are wearing them! She shuddered at the thought of an old man touching her there.

The only other thing she had done was report her kidnapping to the police but because it involved the Kuno family any charges she would have charged them were dropped rather quickly. She did manage to get a restraining order on both of the siblings though, she had heard about the brother's infatuation with her brother and Akane and really didn't want to be added to the list. Amazingly the girl stayed away but that was only after she sent her away with a broken arm and the court order.

She was pushed from her thoughts as a light thumping banged against her door. Quirking an eyebrow, she wondered who it could be. Making her way over, she stood on her tippy toes trying to look out of the peep hole but all she could see was purple. Unlocking the door, she pulled it open just to see who it was.

"Nihau! Great Grandma sent Shampoo to give wolf girl free Ramen." Before she could figure out just what was happening the purple haired girl pushed her way past and into her apartment. Blinking in a daze she closed the door before going after the weird but familiar girl that just busted into her home.

Upon walking into her dining/sitting room she came upon the girl that spoke very broken Japanese sitting at her table with what she swore was a lost puppy look on her face. Not sure just what to do she figured that at least sitting down might get her some answers. Why was it that she was question her own actions inside her own home?

"Umm…can I help you? Who's your great grandma?"

"Great grandma you meet at amazon village. Send Shampoo to meet after we find you."

Trying hard to not let her irritation at the girls extremely broken Japanese she decided to try another.

"Could I meet your great grandma?" the girl bobbled her head up and down with wide smile on her face. To be that happy she had to have a few screws lose somewhere.

Soon after locking up, and putting the Ramen in the fridge, the duo found themselves sitting on Shampoos bicycle. Well actually Haruka was sitting on her handle bars and it did not make her feel safe at all.

With a powerful kick the pair were soon flying down the road as fast as any car and it was only by sheer will that Haruka didn't scream the entire way there. With her luck, she'd swallow a bug or some of Akane's cooking.

Coming to a stop Haruka quickly jumped off the crazy amazon's bike and thanked kami that she was safe back on the ground. Shampoo didn't seem to take notice to any of this as she locked her bike up.

Taking a quick glance around Haruka felt a small bit of dread. Somehow, they had gone so fast that they reappeared on the other side of Nerima in what had to be only three minutes. She shuddered at the thought of just how fast the other girl's legs were moving to get her so quickly or amazingly how they avoided hitting anything on their way. Gulping in some much-needed air, her head stop spinning in thought right after.

"Come. Shampoo show wolf girl great grandma." Seeing as she came all this way to meet the woman she nodded toward the purple haired girl but couldn't help the wince at her broken way of speaking.

The door chimed when they walked in and if Haruka hadn't seen the woman before she would have gapped at the sight of a very small and old lady hopping around on staff.

"Ah hello Haruka. I'm glad Shampoo was able to bring you here." She paused to motion for her to follow. They didn't go far, just up a seat of stairs and into what she assumed was an office. There was a desk near the window and chairs on both sides that look rather comfy. The walls were lines with bookshelves that were full of books and more than a few scrolls.

Cologne hobbled on over to the other side but instead of taking the chair, she simple hopped on top of the desk. Without much reason, she relaxed in her standing position and Haruka did wonder why.

"I suppose you are wondering why I have called you here?" she nodded slightly but didn't say anything which was good cause the amazon wasn't finished, "It has come to my attention that you left the Tendo home and started living on your own. They also told me about the threat towards the youngest Tendo girl. If you were an amazon I would praise you for acting appropriately but even though you aren't I have to agree, that girl is a menace." Somehow Haruka didn't think that the elder was talking about Akane's cooking.

Rubbing her head a little bit; she tried to brush it off. "It wasn't anything really. I was just tired of her constantly calling me a pervert for being who I am. It wouldn't have been so bad, I would have dealt with that soon anyway, but when she called be a whore that was out for sex I couldn't take it anymore." Her eyes hardened as she went on, "I may be many things but a whore isn't one of them. I don't know where Akane gets her ideas about either Ranma or myself but they are extreme unfounded. She needs some kind of therapy but I refuse to be near her. More than once in the past month I've seen Ranma flying over the skyline and it wouldn't surprise me if it was her that did it. Although that my brother would even let her hit him says something, then again he doesn't believe in hitting girls."

The elder crackled a little in amusement. She had only been in Nermira for a month and so far, she had found much more hilarity in her life than she remembered in the last century. Of course, she had also been setting up everything for her restaurant the Cats café, but also help her great granddaughter win her husband. It was very amusing for the old woman. She even got to see them hop all over themselves as they tried to find a cure for the boy's curse, which she had told them a few times doesn't exist. Oh well that's their problem.

"So how can I help you elder? I don't mean to be pushy but I'd rather not be on this side of town and I do have work to do."

Cologne smiled at her, "I'd like to bring you into the tribe"

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Treading water in her school pool Haruka couldn't help but think about how weird this life was turning out to be. Between the idiot of a father, the training trip, her curse, leaving the Tendo's, moving into her own apartment, becoming an honorary member of the amazon tribe, setting up a fortune, and getting contacted by a future version of herself. It was all just a little too much for the reincarnated girl.

It had only been a week since she went to the cat's café but it felt like so much longer. As it turns out being an Honorary amazon did come with on perk. She wasn't eligible for either the kiss of death or marriage. So, that was one thing she didn't have to worry about when she fought with anyone, thank the gods.

Running her tongue over her slightly sharp teeth she wondered what she was going to do. She had been in Nermira for over four months now and she didn't really see much of a role for her in this life. Of course, she usually didn't see it until she moved on but that beside the point. So far everything had to do with Ranma fighting someone or gaining a new fiancée. Her…well she guessed making allies and amassing a fortune was a good thing but she felt she needed to do something else.

She was close to finishing her new prosthetics, although it was nowhere near as good as her own, and really just needed to patent it. That would be rather easy thanks to Keota keeping those forms on hand for when she finished. The man had been giddy as a schoolgirl, the Japanese kind, over the product. Although he had no idea about all the mechanics of it he knew a good product when he saw one. It also helped when she explained that it was a reengineered version of Automail form her past life. After that he was very interested to see it on the market for those that need it. She giggled at the thought of him and his shout of 'Revolutionary' once he understood it a bit.

She was torn from her thoughts when the doors to the pool area slapped open. It always had a distinct sound to it when the thing open, it would be rather hard to miss. Letting her lower half sink underwater she managed to get it so she could see what was going on.

Walking toward her was none other than her gym teacher. She looked rather sad about something but also had a determination in her eyes that Haruka had never seen before.

"Haruka-Chan, would you talk with me for a moment?"

Nodding her head, she quickly ducked under the water's surface and started swimming her way over towards the edge of the pool. When her hand skimmed the wall, she went back up and happily took in a breath of air. Using a little bit of strength, she pulled herself up until she was sitting on the edge of the pool with her toes just above the water. Yes, she was short.

Her sensei handed her a towel which she quickly thanked her for before she started drying herself off. It was times like this that she was glad she no longer had her powers over water that she had gotten from Poseidon. It took the normalcy out of it and that was something that she cherished. Wrapping the towel around her torso she finally turned her attention back on the redheaded woman.

In all her time at St Hebereke's school for girl she had never really spoken to her Gym teacher. Most of the other girl refer to her has sensei or in a few cases Nadoka-sensei but never had she heard the woman's last name. It was rather bizarre but she figured it had to do with her family. Maybe bad memories that she didn't want to reencounter.

Taking a good look at the woman before her Haruka had to admit that there were many similarities between her and Ranma's curse form. Although her sensei was of course older, she was also a fair bit taller and her hair was a dull red while Ranma's was vibrant. The both had blue eyes and she found that the older woman's eyes matched her own as well, although hers were a little more on the lighter side. Both of them had rather voluptuous bodies that any man or woman would love.

She was also kind to the other girls in her class and never made a big deal over her animal parts, besides how cute they were. But more than once she had seen the older woman staring at her with thought and what she swore was longing. Haruka wasn't sure why but each time she caught her sensei staring at her like that made her warm inside. The question was why?

Nadoka on the other hand stared at the raven-haired girl as she toweled her wet body off. Like most of the teachers in the school she was curious about the animal parts that she had but were never rude enough to ask. Letting her eyes roam a little she could see the black markings that she had over one of her arms and what looked like some kind of symbol over her left breast. Some would swear they were tattoos but Nadoka wasn't so sure. Besides the fact that the girl was only fourteen, the tattoo didn't look faded at all in any parts nor inflamed from getting redone, so it must have been something else. Her eyes fell on the girl's other arm and felt sympathy swell up inside her. Unlike most of the other teachers at the school she had seen where the mechanical arm connected to her shoulder. Given it was rather impressive, even more so seeing as it could get wet and she could move it like a regular arm, but she often found herself wondering why she had it or how she lost her original arm.

She often remembered her second child and the fact that they too were missing an arm when they were born. It had saddened her that her baby would live with such a disability for the rest of their lives but it did nothing to dampen the love she felt for them. Although the baby's genitalia often made her question how to raise the babe during the time she had them but she never let it bother her all that much. Her baby had been perfect the way they were and she'd do anything to see them again. Oh, how she hated herself for letting Genma take both of her children on that stupid training trip. The only reason she didn't order them back was because of the constant flow of post cards he sent her giving her updates on their training.

Although she was rather surprised to hear that her second child identified as a boy, especially considering how they had loved all the girl things she had gotten them to play with when they were small, and was growing up to be a strong man and showing an interest in girls. There were times over the years when she questioned her husband's words and wondered if he was forcing her child into a mold of the man's own design.

When Haruka arrived at St. Hebereke's three months ago, she wondered if everything she knew was false, especially when her last name was Saotome and all her files matched with her own child. There had just been to many coincidences for her liking. So, she had started looking into the strange girl a little bit.

With a little bit of pleading with the school headmaster she was able to look into Haruka's past school history which lead her to finding out that she had a brother attending Furikan high named Ranma. That was her first clue that this girl was in fact her baby but she wanted to know everything she could before confronting her about it. So, she used part of her rather generous salary to pay for an investigator. IT took a little while but when he returned to her with hundreds of reports on her wayward family and all the stealing they had taken place in the last ten years she nearly burst into tears. She did manage to find out that a nameless benefactor was slowly but surely paying off the people that they had stolen from. Nadoka wasn't sure just who it was doing such a thing but it was steady and she expected that within three years they would be all gone.

What really blew her away though was the pile of marriage agreements that Genma had signed for either of her children but never bothered to fulfil. There were many cases of fraud going on and those families were claiming either their children marry or they be repaid for all their loses over the years searching for them. Those as well were going down, starting with the cheapest ones and even what looked like payment plans for the more expensive ones. She had been horrified to see that the total for just the marriages were totaling up in the billions and that doesn't even count the stolen good being reimbursed. Whoever it was that was paying all this she would have to find them and thank them for the rest of her life.

Shaking her head a little she turned her mind back on the child before her. To be honest, the girl was short, even by Japanese standards. She had to be around 4'8 in total and was rather small in size in general. Even though she knew that the girl was only fourteen she figured she would be a little more developed than this. The rest of her class were at least. If anything, the girl look closer to twelve than her actual age. OF course, there was the possibility that she was just a slow bloomer which was fine but it was a little worrying.

Both were pulled out of their thoughts when Nadoka spoke up, "I was hoping you could tell me a little about why your records changed to show an apartment instead of the Tendo dojo? We didn't question it too much but a few of us on staff were a little worried."

Haruka blinked up at the older female. Out of all the things she was expecting the woman to ask, that had not been one of them. Feeling warm inside she smiled at her sensei.

"Oh umm… I kept fighting with Mr. Tendo's youngest daughter and decided enough was enough when she accused me of being a whore when I stayed at a friend's house for the night." Her face flushed at what she said next, "I may have over reacted a little bit but hearing things like that every day for over a month was really pushing my tolerance for her. I left that night and found an apartment that would take me. Thankfully I have the money to pay for it or id be in a hotel."

Her Sensei frowned at her words. It wasn't necessarily uncommon for young girls, especially of rich families, to move out young because they couldn't stand their families but this seemed much more different. Haruka really didn't want to go into the information she spilled out.

"And what about the restraining order you had placed on Miss Kuno? I know she isn't the most stable of people but she doesn't seem to be all that bad." Mentally both of them snorted but didn't show it.

"She tried to poison me a little while back. I tried to have her charged but her family had them dropped. So, I went with the restraining order. Surprisingly she is actually following it and staying away from me, it's too bad she took an interest in my brother and she ignores his denial of liking her." Normally she would have laughed at her brother's pain but even she wouldn't wish a Kuno onto anyone. Her Sensei seemed to light up at that though, so strange.

Her words were hesitant but she managed to get them out, "Ah yes, I remember your fills saying you had a brother. He's a few years older than you, correct?"

"Yes ma'am, by a few years. We only get along part of the time but I blame that on our father. He's a bit of a Misogynist and a few of his beliefs rubbed off onto him. Mostly that we are weak and other such silly things but from what I hear he's working on overcoming it. Sadly, I can't help or it will get a bit violent."

Isn't that the truth. The one time she had tried to persuade Ranma that Women could be just as or even better than men their Father had turned explosive. The fight that followed destroyed many trees, a few buildings, and broken one of her legs and a few ribs with bruising all over her body. It had hurt like hell and the only reason it had stopped was because she shadow travelled away before he could axe kick her skull into the ground. She had only been six at the time. And while she was pretty sure that she could beat him now, she didn't want to cause all that collateral damage in doing so. So, she made sure not to bring it up again.

Nadoka shuddered a little at the girl's words. Although she didn't say it, she was pretty sure that violent meant bodily harm and possibly more. As much as she didn't want to think that her husband could do that to their child, she knew that he had a rather archaic way of thinking. Especially when it involves men and women. Why she had ever signed that 'man amongst men' contract all those years ago, she would never know. It was a stupid contract in every way because it allowed Genma to do as he pleases and if Ranma couldn't fulfil it then he'd have to commit ritual suicide. Although Genma would have to as well but as the head of his family and with his heir's death he would be protected against it. And since in his eyes Haruka would never be eligible as an heir because of her difference in birth. So Ranma is the only one punishable.

Sadly, she also couldn't destroy said contract without Genma's permission which she knew he'd never give. They were trapped all because he wanted everyone in their family to follow his way or meet a nasty end. There were times that she remembered him saying his master was even worse but a panty thief was much better than anything Genma did. And the more she learned about her husband's misdeeds over the years the more she cried herself to sleep at night and wishing she could divorce him and keep her babies.

Shuffling on the balls of her feet in just her swim cozy and a towel Haruka wondered when she would be able to go shower and change. As much as she liked swimming, she wasn't a big fan of the chlorine that they used in the water. It always made her feel weird and stung her sensitive nose.

Seeing the small girl start to shiver Nadoka decided she'd continue their talk when she was all warm again.

"Why don't you go get cleaned up? I'll meet you outside the school when you're done." Haruka nodded her head in thanks before running off into the locker room. Her wet tail swishing along behind her.

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Walking outside of the school Haruka clung to the inside of her coat and scowled at the snow that was gathering on the ground. Growing up as Persia and Cerilia she had loved the snow, it hadn't bothered her at all and even when it was below freezing she was still warm. For some odd reason that had changed as Elfriede.

It wasn't often that it snowed in Resembool but the rare times that it did left her wrapped in Winry's equally nude arms as they huddled under a blanket near the fire with mugs of hot chocolate. That seemed to have carried on into this life and she was hating it.

Wrapping her scarf around her neck and lower face just a bit more she trudged through the snow and was happy that the school at least let them wear extra thick tight in the winter times, although she would have preferred jeans because tights did nothing to stop the icy cold wind from blowing up her skirt.

Grumbling to herself she spotted her Gym teacher standing next to a car outside of the school. Figuring that it was for them she moved just a bit fast in hopes of getting inside the warm vehicle.

"Get in Haruka or we'll catch our death out here."

Not going to fight it she happily slipped inside her teacher's car. It was a regular mini-van and she couldn't help but wonder why the teacher had such a car. Then again, she was the gym teacher and Gymnastics coach, so she probably drove some of them to the competitions.

Rubbing her hands together she thanked her sensei when she turned up the heat a little. Without much prompting, they took off into the world of white.

"Do you mind if we go to your apartment to continue out little talk? I am afraid that mine is not in the best shape at the moment."

Nadoka gripped onto the steering wheel a little tighter. Her house had been partially destroyed thanks to a fight between a boy with an umbrella and another with a pig-tail. So now she was stuck in a hotel for the coming months as her home was fixed. Thankfully her house insurance covered the damages, although she knew the pricing of it was going to increase more than she would like it to.

"That's no problem. Though I got to warn you, mine isn't the cleanest either." Haruka giggled at the thought. Normally she was rather tidy with her homes but she had been so busy with school, homework, studying amazon laws and history, and trying to finish her knew prosthetic to put it out on the market.

Neither female talked much besides the common things. Like their shared dislike for the cold, how Haruka was doing with school, and if she had a boyfriend. She blushed a little at the last one but sadly had to shake her head. Ever since her fight with the Tendo's she hadn't seen much of Ryoga, although she has heard of his fights in town, and Nabiki she wasn't sure she even wanted to attempt see. The older girl might look at her in fear and she didn't want that.

Once the car was parked in the underground lot beneath her building the pair made their way into Haruka's decently sized apartment.

The apartment had three bedrooms, each with their own bathroom, as well as a modest sitting room, a balcony, and large kitchen. She had soft green carpeting all along the apartment and her walls were painted with pictures of places she had visited with Genma and Ranma. The wall directly across from the sliding glass door to the balcony had a scene from Jusenkyo that she saw from on top of the cliff before they were cursed. Everywhere else she had bookshelves littered with books of all kinds. Most of them were medical texts and many on modern engineering.

Her dining table was a western make with chairs places all around it. The legs were made of stainless steel but were colored pure black while the top was clear glass. She had a center piece filled with fruits and there were place mats set for each of the four seats. None but one appeared to have been used though. The kitchen though was something that Nadoka would love to have.

The cabinets were made of a nice red oak and had dark copper handles that swung open without a single squeak. The counters were made of a dark marble that she didn't know the name of but she could tell it was well made and expensive. The fridge was one of those with an ice box that slid out in the bottom and the actual fridge part was the upper half. There was even a step ladder leaning up against the wall for Haruka's use. The older woman took note that there was a towel besides the sink with a rack of clean dishes waiting to be put away. From the smell in the air her student must be cooking something, although how she did it while she was at school all day without burning it she wasn't too sure.

As Haruka continued on with a small tour of her apartment she let her mind drift a little. Wanting to hold a little onto her past she had decided to model her home after different parts of her life. Each of the bedrooms were styled after one of her lives. The master bedroom, her room, took after her time as Persia. Her bed was just a plain but supper comfy white bed in the corner that was in the shape of a circle. The bathroom was just like it had been in her basement all those years ago. The shower was in actuality a waterfall with a pluggable drain in the base and there was enough room that if she desired she could take a bath. Her toilet was a squat one and she loved it! As one would expect of her, she didn't have any walls that separated her bathroom from the rest of her room. It had been hard to get the building to okay her reconstruction of everything but after she sent them a sizable amount of money they left her alone. She also had a desk in the corner of her room that had a prototype of her prosthetic and it was nearly finish being assembled.

There was one regular bathroom that was a carbon copy of the Tendo's Furo and clothing room about halfway down the hallway. It was mainly for guests or if she wanted a really big bath.

The next room was styled after her home in East City. The only difference was that instead of a dome roof she had just a plain skylight but for the entire room. Saved a tone on lighting during the day and lamps worked well at night. This bed was definitely European in design with its four-poster frame and curtains wrapped around it and she purchase a pillow made of natural fox coat and a bear skin for a blanket. The walls were rather bare besides a painting of both the Rockbell home and her own from her time as Elfriede. The bathroom had a standing tub in it and a western style toilet and sink. There was a shower tap at the top and the curtain that it had could spill all the way around it.

The final bedroom was Styled after her current life. The classic sliding paper door and hard wood floors. A queen bed sat in one corner and a desk beside that. The walls were a nice cream color but she didn't have much of a design to it. The bathroom she had modelled after the Tendo's Furo.

Walking back to the main part of the apartment the pair sat down at the kitchen table, after Haruka got them something to drink. For a small moment Nadoka saw a very stocked fridge with glass jugs of different drinks and each shelf was for a different type of food. There was also a shelf half full of tuber wear that had what looked like left overs of some sort. She highly doubted this girl was going to go hungry any time soon.

"You have a very unique home but I have to ask. Why do you have two extra rooms if you're here on your own?" Taking a sip of her hot chocolate Haruka tried to explain.

"Well I have a friend that has no since of direction. When he's in the area, I let him stay with me." Worry flashed across her sensei's face and she waved her arm in a way of denial, "We aren't doing anything inappropriate sensei. I just give him a room that he can use when he's here. Of course, I have to lead him everywhere around the apartment when I'm here or he'll just disappear into thin air. Rather weird actually. One time he was trying to take me to the ice cream parlor down the road and next thing I knew we were in the middle of America but that didn't last as he took a few steps and we appeared in Juuban district of Tokyo."

Her sensei stared at her for a long minute as she tried to go over what she had been told, "He must be… very lonely, the poor boy."

Nodding in agreement Haruka went on, "He is, it's why I let him stay here when he appears. He's been a good friend of mine for a few years and the least I can do is let him stay in a soft bed when he's here, way better than a ratty old tent."

By the time the pair stopped talking it was already dark out and both were rather tired. Haruka offered the Japanese styled room for the night and her sensei gladly took it. They did share a rather simple meal of diced chicken, rice, and a form of sauce that Haruka wouldn't tell her sensei what it was made of.

When the door finally closed to the guest room Haruka yawned heavily before putting their dirty dishes in the sink. Her sensei had tried to offer to help but she shot it down saying she'd just do it in the morning when she woke up. Making sure everything was put away she made her way into her room and gladly stripped herself of her school clothes and put them in her hamper. Shivering in the cold she had one last run out to the living room and turned the heat up a bit. No sense in freezing herself to death.

Once she was wrapped under her blankets and warm again she easily drifted off to sleep.

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Smiling to herself Haruka sat at her work desk in her room and started her final touches on her prototype. It couldn't be no later than 2:30 in the morning but she was wide away and ready for another day. She was wrapped in one of her robes with a tiny screw driver between her fingers and what looked like a microscope over her eyes. Her tongue was poking out as she carefully placed one of the inner plates over the neuron wires to keep them from getting damaged or wet. She had designed these to something similar to a Bluetooth signal that connected to a small chip that is implanted in the back of the user's neck. With these working together it will send a much better signal to the device than classic automail ever did when just hooked up to her nervous system. Of course, her own metal arm worked the same to her as if it was flesh and blood but she wanted to do this for those without her advantages. Although she knew that regular technology was going to advance a little bit with just her creation of this. If she was lucky the first flip cell phone will be invented using some of her tech. It was definitely food for thought.

Flipping the arm over she tested each of the mechanical triggers to see how the fingers move. Adding just a little pressure to the pointed finger trigger she watched as it slowly went from out flat to curled until it touched the palm. Seeing that it worked she released it the same way she pushed it. When it was finally back to being spread out flat she went on to test the rest. The only one she had to fix was the ring finger. For some reason, it bent and the base joint but none of the rest. There must be a kink somewhere which meant she was going to have to go back and fix that finger.

Groaning to herself she finished her diagnostics before going to fix it. Gods she hated fingers!

The sun was just starting to shine through her window when her alarm went off. Jerking in her seat she cursed as she spilled her a small can of oil all over the front of her robe. Instantly the smell assaulted her nose and she could feel it starting to come into contact with her skin. Luckily, she was smart enough to lay some thick tarps over her carpet around her work desk. Feeling her face twitch, she was forced to sit there and wait for it to dry. Oh well it's not like it was the first time this had happened nor was it the only bit of oil on her body. Heck she could feel some on her face somehow.

Sighing she reached up and pulled her goggles off her head, which messed up her hair and got more oil in her hair in the process. Gosh she'd kill for shower right now.

"Haruka-Chan? Are you awake" there was a light knock on her door before it was pushed open to reveal the face of her Gym teacher. They meet each other eyes for a minute just taking in the sight of each other. Her teacher still had rabid bedhead and was dressed in a night gown that she didn't remember having in the guest room. There was also a towel and bathing essentials tucked in a small basket.

"Kami child what did you do to yourself! You look like you've been working in an auto-shop."

Giggling slightly, she couldn't really do anything but shrug, "I was working on my project here when my alarm went off. I jumped and spilt it all over me but I can't do anything until it dries unless I want to drip oil all over the floor, which I don't."

Her sensei finally took notice of the ringing alarm in the corner and quickly went over and turned it off. Sigh in relief Haruka sunk back in her chair before slipping her arms out of her robe and getting it off her body. Sitting there with oil running all down her front and pooling under her butt was not the most comfortable feeling in the world.

Seeing her sensei come back over towards her she purred in delight when she gently scratched at her ears, it was heavenly.

"So, what is it that you're working on? I noticed it last night when you were showing me around but I couldn't really tell. It looks like an arm?" Smiling down at her prototype she tried to explain what she was doing.

"When I was little I only had one arm, my father said it was how I was born. Anyway, I built my first arm when I was around the age of four and worked out how to attach it to my body. The one I have on is just a bigger version of it. However, for the last half a year or so, I have been working either in my head or on paper and eventually creating a new arm. I don't plan on using it though, at least not on me. I'm going to patent it and sell the designs to the Japanese government."

Awe radiated from her sensei as she went on and if she was honest, Haruka felt immense pride for accomplishing what she had so far.

"The original one is connected to the nervous system through the nerve ending along the shoulder blade. What this one does the same but also a bit more. Not only does it connect to the regular nervous system but also the neurological system, which is your brain, as well. You see the first one has about two second delay in doing what the user wants it to but the new one has no such thing. They are both waterproof though and don't ache when the weather is bad."

Looking up towards the older woman she noticed that if she dropped one more bomb then her eyes might just pop out. As funny as it would be she didn't want to lose her dinner from last night.

"I would have done this with the old one a long time ago but it works similar to an engine you'd find in train crossed with a race car. It's all mechanical engineering at its finest but once I designed and built it I realized that I'd have to develop and entire process for them to build it. So, I studied more into modern engineering and redesigned it to fit what everyone else does. Took a long time but I'm almost done. Once that's done it's up to them on how to advance. Either way I'm getting royalties for creating the process in its entirety. Other prosthetics will become museum pieces and mine will flood the market, so to speak." If she had a mirror, then both of them would have seen her eyes glowing with power.

Nadoka on the other hand was staring at the child that she taught in gym class that she was suspecting was her own child. It both amazed her and scared her that this small girl had developed something like this at such a young age, even younger for the original if her story was to be believed. If she ever went into creating weapons, then Nadoka was going to support whoever had them because she would be certain to die if she wasn't.

Wanting to get off this train of thought she let her eyes fall back on the girl's oil covered nude body. Even though it was dirty and rather black looking it still looked beautiful to her, although that might just be possible mothers bias playing through. What did surprise her though was that this girl was totally comfortable sitting there in the buff with another person and think nothing of it. While Nadoka had heard of nudist in her days she didn't know how to think about a teenage one, if she actually was one.

"It looks like that oil dried quickly, why don't you join me in the bath and I can help you get it off?"

Not seeing any reason why not Haruka hopped up out of her chair and followed her sensei out of her room and down to bathroom down the hall. Walking in Haruka grabbed her basket of bathing items and into the washing room. Her equally naked sensei followed right behind her.

Sitting down on one of the stools available she spread her legs a little bit, enough that her lips opened up some, and waited for her sensei to do what she was going to do.

The first time she knew something was wrong was when she was doused with hot water which instantly reverted her to her birth form. Before she could hide herself, her sensei gasped in shock and then pulled her into an extremely tight hug.

"Oh Haruka-Chan, my baby! My sweet little baby!" her sensei's words filler her now human ears and if she didn't know any better she'd swear there were tears falling to. "I knew as soon as I heard your last name that you just had to be my baby. No other Saotome besides my family lives in this area, so it had to be you. It only made it harder to deny when I looked into your school records. My little Haruka, my baby!"

Blinking Haruka let all of her sensei's words penetrate deep into her mind. Mother…family…child. Those words clung and after living a decade with Genma she was dying to meet her mother in this life. And here she was, holding her and crying inside Haruka's own bathroom. It was to strange for her to understand but her heart did.

Lifting her arms, she easily wrapped them around her mother's sobbing form and held on for all she was worth, which was a lot. Tears came to her own eyes but she didn't care. She had her mother and that was all that mattered to her. Neither one of them even paid attention to the oil as it spread over each of their bodies a little bit more. From the base of their crotch to just beneath Haruka's breasts and above her mother's belly button.

Pulling back Haruka spotted the mess they had made and instantly pointed to it and busted into a giggling mess. Nadoka quirked an eyebrow at her child laughter until she looked down and saw results of their hug. Blushing a little bit, she wondered how she missed the feeling of her child's little penis as it rubbed all over her manko. Her body definitely responded to it judging by how wet she felt.

"Oh, you got me all dirty…I guess you were making up for lost times." Still giggling to herself Haruka nodded in earnest. Never did she see the hint of sexual desire flash through her mother's eyes.

It took the pair of them over an hour to totally scrub away the remaining traces of oil that had covered their bodies and once that was done they slipped into the Furo and just relaxed. Their fingers were just starting to prune up ever so slightly when they exited the warm waters.

The pair shared one more hug before walking out of the changing room and to their individual rooms, neither one caring that they were nude for the moment as joy was still coursing through them.

Once in her room Haruka took a quick splash in her waterfall to activate her curse. Shivering she mozied on over towards her closet and grabbed one of her prearranged school uniforms and started slipping it on piece by piece, starting with the underwear. When she was all done, she glanced at herself in the mirror and wondered when her hair was going to start growing more. Sure, it was already halfway down her neck but it was nowhere near how long she wanted it. She cursed her brother for eating some of that specially curry that made it so his hair grew really fast in his boy form without the dragon whisker. She could really use it. What she had was kind of cute though, it sort of made her look like a pixie.

Shaking her head, she summoned up her flask and took small sips from it as she walked towards the kitchen to get something to eat. Her tummy was hungry and there was going to be no delaying it.

Seeing her mother making breakfast, and feeling oddly surprised by it, Haruka sat down at the table and pulled out some of her school books. She had a geometry test today and she planned to ace it! Looking over her books with her tongue poking out she mentally groaned over learning it for a second time. At least she'll make sure she knows it with every new life.

In the kitchen Nadoka stared at her daughter as she looked over one of her textbooks. She smiled fondly when she noticed the teenage girl had her tongue poking out as she did so, it just made her even more adorable. She did notice that Haruka had those wolf ears again when she was pretty sure she didn't when they were bathing. Actually, now that she thought about it, before she dumped that bucket of hot water on her Haruka didn't even have a penis but after that she did and lost the animal parts. Very curious.

She still couldn't believe that her daughter was sitting there studying geometry of all things when she was working with different engineering equations and other high portions of mathematics just to make that arm of hers. It was amazing but rather bizarre in her own mind. Maybe she just wants to feel like other girls around her age while at school but advance as she wants at home? Definitely food for thought. It did make her proud though of all that her baby girl had accomplished in such a short time in Nermira.

"Haruka?" Her daughter didn't even look up from her book but something told Nadoka that she had her attention.

"yes mother?"

"How is it that you can afford to live here? Or even pay the tuition for attending St. Hebereke's?"

As soon as those words passed her mother's lips she felt a strong desire to sigh. This was one thing she didn't feel like talking about until she knew how she'd react. Biting her lip, she came up with a somewhat true story.

"I came into some old money when I was on the road with Ranma and Genma. I had to keep it hidden or the old man would take it but as soon as we arrived in Nermira and found a place to stay I went and deposited it." There was a light banging sound as her mom put down whatever she was using to cook.

"And how much was in this 'old money'?" looking up she could see her mother going tense. Wonder what that's about?

"About… 1,215,000,000 yen when I first deposited it about three months ago. I have my accountant investing a fourth of it into stocks and bonds while the rest is just sitting in both a checking account and a savings account. 227,812,500 yen is in the checking while the rest is in the savings."

The apartment was dead silent, you couldn't even hear the grease popping on the skillet.

"Oh…That's a lot."

0/0

After that little revelation Haruka had to sit with her mother who was still going throw everything in an obvious daze. That worried her a bit, especially when they got in the car to drive to school.

Classes were the same with their constant lecture, classwork, humiliating students that listen, and tests. Deciding to put her mother's reaction to her finances out of her mind she happily spent her time under one of the closed in courtyards many trees as she at lunch. It was a school lunch today because for whatever reason her mother refused to let her into the kitchen, which was ridiculous because it was her kitchen!

Oh well, seeing as Hebereke is a private school they could afford to have both healthy and good tasting food.

Looking up she smiled at the sight of the snow landing on the glass roof that covered this particular courtyard. It was one of the ones near the back of the school, so not many people come to it unless they have class after lunch that's near. Thankfully for her, there didn't seem to be anyone today.

Laying out on the nice green grass Haruka called up her shadows and fished out her flute. It had been a while since she learned to play, about some fifty-five years, but every once in a while, when she had a moment to sit in peace she would play. While most flutes were silver colored stainless steel, hers was a little different.

It wasn't soul bound to her or anything but it was a custom designed one, at least the appearance. The flute was a pitch-black color but the very tip of it was in the form of a wolf with glowing green emeralds for eyes. Each of the note holes were a different color as well. It went in a pattern of color; green, white, purple, amber, blue. Constantly repeating until it reached the mouth piece and that was a bright ruby red with the color dripping down to the underside, like blood from a fresh kill.

Sound traveled through it beautifully and more than once she wished it would bond to her so she wouldn't have to pay to have it recreated in any of her next lifes. Sadly, it didn't seem to want to or perhaps it wasn't the right life nor was it complete just yet.

When she finally stopped, she could still hear her song as it faded into the wind. Leaning back, she enjoyed the feeling as the grass tickled her legs through her thick tights. Gods did she wish that she could strip herself of this stupid uniform and just enjoy the earth beneath her bare body. It was one of the very few things she liked about the training trip, the constant connection with nature.

There was a light buzzing sound before the nice receptionist's voice filtered through the intercom, "Haruka Saotome, please report to the headmaster's office. Haruka Saotome, please report to the headmaster's office."

Sighing once more she made a quick pace of packing up her things, as well as stuffing the rest of her food into her mouth, and walking towards the front of the school. She walked passed a few students and each one of them were looking at her and snickering like she was going to get in trouble, which was highly doubtful. Stupid intercom, all it did was give the school more reason to gossip.

Walking into the front office she was rather shocked to see not just her mother but also her father standing in the doorway to the headmaster's office. Neither of them were looking at one another and she couldn't help but wonder if they were in some kind of fight before she got here.

"About time you got here boy, now we can get this stupid meeting over with." Her father's voice spoke out with a rather angry growl to it. "And when we get done, I'm taking you back to the Tendo's to teach you your lesson for acting like a girl."

"Mr. Saotome! You will not talk like that about one of my students like that." The headmaster turned his eyes onto Haruka and smile, "Now why don't you come in Miss Saotome and we can get this all straightened out."

Strolling past her rather static parents she made her way into one of the chairs directly across from the headmaster and her parents quickly followed. Once everyone was seated the headmaster pulled out a small folder with her name on it.

"Now, as to why I have called you all here. I have to admit that it is a very rare even that something like this happens but Mrs. Saotome has assured me that your daughter can accomplish it." He turned his eyes from the paper and onto her, "Haruka, you have been without school for just around three months and yet you are already the top student of your grade. About a month ago, one of your teachers noticed that you were rather bored with the subject and came to me to figure out what to do about. This was our solution. We would create some personal worksheets for just you when it came to homework. They would be on the same subject but much higher in difficulty. Imagine our shock when you never commented on the increase in difficulty and completed them just as quick as before. This is why we have brought you here, as well as your parents."

As she listened to her headmaster's words Haruka thought back to her work over the last month. To be honest she hadn't even noticed that they were supposed to be harder than what she was getting before. Her mind had been full of so many equations for her prototype arm that she didn't even notice her homework change. Sure, she did the work but it was almost like autopilot if anything when she did them.

"So, what if my son can do some stupid homework. What's a homework going to teach him for the real world?"

Her headmaster glared at Genma like he was something disgusting while Haruka could hear her mother's teeth grinding from her chair. Haruka herself was so used to the way Genma spoke about her that she was easily brush it off. If this was her first life she might have been more against it but it wasn't so she just ignored him like anyone ignored the village idiot.

"To clarify, Mr. Saotome, doing good can provide better options for you daughter when she finishes her secondary schooling. She can get grants and scholarships to prestigious universities anywhere in the world if she does well enough and applies for them." He paused for a second before looking like he had an idea, "You are a martial artist, correct?"

Genma swelled up with unaccomplished pride, "I'm the master of the Saotome school of Anything Goes martial arts. My other son Ranma is the heir."

The headmaster just nodded like he actually cared, "Well think of it this way. School is like the basics of kata while university is the more advanced ones. You need one to move onto the next until you are a master. And even then, you have to continue to practice your schooling and find new ways to use it in order to go farther with it. Do you see what I'm saying?"

Irritation showed on Genma's face, "What is some sissy nerd ever going to do to a martial artist? It only takes one good punch and they'll learn their place."

A snapping sound echoes through the room making everyone jerk their heads over towards the source. Nadoka was red in color and Haruka could see that she was holding onto the armrest of her chair so hard that she snapped them. Mom got up and stared Genma right in the face with utter rage and loathing in her eyes.

"Is that your idea of parenting! You take my babies from me so you could turn them into nothing but muscle bound idiots! I pray to kami that Ranma isn't anything like what you wanted because his sister managed not to be!" she poked him in the chest, "And let me tell you something Husband of mine. To run a dojo these days you need to be certified in general health from an accredited college or university and that's before you can petition the Martial arts council to approve of your school. You can say what you want but taking on student, unless they are family, is illegal until you do all of that. And you have to have a diploma to even do any of that!" then room started to drop in temperature and Nadoka started to glow ever so slightly, "And if they did just punch a 'sissy nerd' as you say they can be put in jail! They can be sued for everything they own if they hurt the person bad enough, kami if that person was important enough they could have them blacklisted so they can't even get a job! Tell me is that what you think a fine life is!"

Haruka stared at her parents in wonder. By this point Genma was pale as a ghost and looked to be two inches tall while her mother was looking like an enraged demon from hell that just got told their favorite toy had been taken. She shuddered at the thought. She promised to never get on her mother's bad side again after this.

"She's exactly right, Mr. Saotome. Everything you do in this day and age has a much farther lasting effect than it did when we were children and even more than when our parents were. The world is evolving, my friend, and if you don't learn to adapt to it you will be swallowed alive and spat out to the sharks."

Turning her attention away from her parents dark staring contest she spoke to her headmaster, "Just what is it that you want me to do now? I really don't understand the point of you doing all this." He chuckled at her and she couldn't help but stare when it made his caterpillar eyebrows wiggle about, it was kind of creepy.

"I want you to advance to your proper grade levels. You'll have tomorrow off from regular class to take your tests and we will know where to place you by the end of the week. You'll be allowed to take those days off to rest and wonder but ill expect you back on Monday, in your proper uniform."

The second he said test Haruka slump down into her chair. She swore that half of her collective lives were nothing but tests. Sometimes she wished her conscious would wake up when she graduated but she knew it didn't work that way. It was times like this that she hated being the first freaking human ever created, it made things so darn repetitive.

But on the other hand, this could help her get out of school a bit quicker and actually do something with her life. Then again, she didn't mind the schedule she had going on now either, although controlling this curse would be nice. It was nice and normal during the days where she didn't feel like she was too smart to be here.

Coming to a decision, she nodded her head, "I'll agree to this as long as I don't move past a junior in high school. I don't want to leave too fast."

"If you test that high we'll gladly put you there but it's very rare for a student to jump three levels at once."

Internally Haruka was smirking like crazy. Ha he thinks three is rare then what would he do if she showed her doctorate level knowledge in engineering? He'd probably have a heart attack. Feeling a pair of eyes on her she turned just enough to see her mother smiling at her with a secretive notion in it. She must be thinking something similar.

Clearing his throat the headmaster dismissed them to get back to his work. None of them spoke a word to each other and Genma stormed passed them out of the school.

"I'll meet you outside once school is over, okay?" a slim arm wrapped around her shoulder and pulled her close. Nodding her head slowly she let go a little bit of the anxiety she didn't even realize she was holding until then. Her mom bid her one last goodbye kiss on her forehead before heading off to teach her next class.

It was the lunch bell that knocked her out of her frozen place inside the front office.

0/0

Getting ready in the morning Haruka had to thank her mother for taking all of her old bows and giving them to other girls in her age level. Now she had a black one to put over the front of her uniform. Besides that, nothing changed about her uniform. Unfortunately, for her, she sort of blew through her tests which lead to the headmaster forcing her to go into the Senior class. It sucked big time, she had already been the least developed and shortest in her age group, now she was going to be with people four to five years older.

Taking a sip from her flask she looked at herself in the mirror once more. She had tried for the last few hours every night of the last five days to find a style that would make her look a bit more mature but sadly everything she tried on her current body just looked slutty. Now that's one of the big issues of having a mind as old as she was and still have this type of body. If she was a goddess that would be fine because she could just age herself, but she wasn't so she had to do what she could.

So, days she decided to put on some light make-up and slipped on a pair of elbow length black gloves. They weren't much but it did hide a lot of her shadow markings. No point in drawing more attention to herself around kids older than she was. Her hair was still short but there was still wasn't much she could do about it besides have it trimmed up a little bit every other week and pray to Aphrodite that it will grow faster, so far that hasn't worked.

At least she had gotten her prosthetic design patented or at least in the process of being patented this last week. Keota was beyond happy when she told him to send in the forms. It also allowed her to work on designing a working foot. It wasn't that much different from an arm but to work the tech into the design was always a pain in her reincarnated tushy. And like fingers she hated toes just as much.

Grabbing her school bag full of new books, she bounded out the door and into the kitchen. Her mother was already up and cooking by the time she finished getting ready and now all they really had to do was eat and be on their way.

Looking around she winced inside at all the boxes that were stacked around the apartment. She had designed her home how she wanted it to be but with letting her mom move into she had to move things around a bit. The first thing they had to do was put up shelves for all of her mom's Knick knacks. Haruka swore the woman had more boxes of those than most teenage girls do of clothing. Heck when her mom wanted to put up shelves on her mural of Jusenkyo she told her it wasn't ever going to happen. So instead all the other walls were covered.

Haruka was pretty sure that the reason her mother wanted to cover Jusenkyo up was because she had told her about the curses that all three of them acquired while there. They hadn't gone over to the Tendo's yet so confront the situation but she knew they would eventually. Her mom mentioned something about wanting to get her house totally fixed up and on the market before doing so. Which the fourteen-year-old was more than happy to go along with.

Her mom laid out a plate of uncooked pure beef strips for her that she was glad to gobble down as she waited for her mom to finish making her own breakfast. That had been one conversation she really enjoyed. She wasn't too sure why but everyone that she told seemed to react rather joyfully when hearing that she was a soul that had been reincarnated at least three times. They all asked tons of questions to her, some she could and some she couldn't answer. Her mom practically gushed when she told her that she had been married twice so far and almost engaged in this life. Thankfully she didn't have to go into much detail about her first life as soon as she said that she wouldn't wish it only anyone, especially another female. She did want to hear about all her other sexual escapades though in extreme detail.

"So, are you ready for your first day as a senior?" there was just too much joy in her mom's voice when she said that.

Crossing her arms under her chest she grumbled, "yes…but the stupid headmaster had to be a jerk and put me in my final year. I asked him not too but did he listen, NO!" Nadoka couldn't stifle the giggles that escaped her lips which only got her another grumpy look for her lack of effort.

Haruka didn't get out of her funk until she was walking up towards her school. She knew that once again she was going to be the talk of the school and really wasn't going to like it.