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The dreams haunted Ranko for months after her mother's death. In it, her father would hold her mother's head under the water as he stared at Ranko, with a promise in his eyes that she was next. Sometimes, Ranko was the one drowning her mother. Sometimes, Ranko was the one drowning.
Each time she would wake up, her body would be covered in sweat, and she would lay in the darkness crying into her pillow. Outside, the koi would splash in the pond, and Ryoga's snores would echo from downstairs.
It would take about five minutes from when she would wake up for Kasumi to show up. She would hold Ranko until she was done crying, and then she would take Ranko downstairs, and give her some milk tea, and biscuits.
Ranko couldn't be sure if the dreams were of her own mind, or if she was still haunted by the evil thing that had tried to kill her. Saburina claimed that it had used too much energy as it was, and that it would probably have retreated for some time.
Kasumi would usually try to distract Ranko, and talk about various other things happening at school, like the upcoming festival, or talking about boys that Ranko might have an interest in. Ranko usually responded with how perverted boys were, and Kasumi would laugh, and talk about how Akane felt the same way.
Kasumi, would sometimes tell stories of when Akane and Ranma had first met, and how they would behave towards each other. Eventually Ranko would feel better, and be able to return to sleep without any more nightmares.
Kasumi, would then get started on breakfast, knowing how much more time she needed to make enough food for the five other people living in the house.
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Nabiki Tendo moved back to her old home after discovering her younger sister had died. She had arrived in time to find out that her niece was being hunted by a powerful demon, and called in a favor for some help.
The years had helped put life into perspective for Nabiki. She knew that Kasumi would not be able to handle the grief on her own, and to comfort herself and Ranko at the same time would be a nightmare.
Nabiki would wake up to Ranko's cries in the middle of the night, but after the first night, she let Kasumi do the talking. She would often talk to Ranko later on, when she wasn't as hysterical.
The morning usually involved decaf coffee, and the morning newspaper, with a focus on the financial pages. She'd share the paper with Kasumi's husband, Tofu, and after breakfast, she would walk Ranko to school before heading to work.
Ranko was more than happy to walk with Nabiki, as it meant no panty inspection from Principal Kuno and his perverted little ninja. They would usually meet up with Saburina before hand, so that she too could avoid the embarrassment.
Nabiki would then head to her office in the city, via subway, and meet up with her girl friend, Kodachi Kuno. Kodachi usually reserved her greeting to simply holding hands while they rode the elevator to the office floor. It wouldn't be until they were alone in Nabiki's office that they would kiss, passionately and deeply.
"I'm sorry I couldn't attend the service," Kodachi said the first day that Nabiki had returned to work, several months earlier.
Nabiki understood that Kodachi had been dispatching some double agents from North Korea, and so held no grudge towards her lover. Their moments together in the morning were kept brief, and they would hold each other, and speak sweetly, in soft whispers, Nabiki would remind Kodachi that it would only take a bit longer before she could move in with her.
"I don't want to rush them," Nabiki would explain, "Akane only just passed. I know we were about to come out together, but now is just not the time."
"I know," Kodachi would whisper back, gently nibbling on Nabiki's ear, "I just miss you so much, and there is only so much that those soulless vibrators can do for me."
Nabiki would chuckle gently, and slip her hand up Kodachi's skirt, and quietly bring her lover to orgasm. Kodachi would bite her lip, her eyes closed, as built up energies released into a full body shaking orgasm.
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Ranko sat staring out the window, her hand lazily playing with her pussy, as the teacher droned on about some historical thing or another. She'd hold off on having and orgasm, and would keep herself in a pre-orgasmic high for most of the day.
At lunch she would be joined by Saburina, and they would chat, usually about the daily mishap of some couple, or about Saburina's boyfriend Rite. Sometimes, they would talk about the Evil thing, especially if Ranko's dream that day had been particularly disturbing.
Today, the big topic was a rumor that began the day before. Apparently, there was a ghost, that would help those who left food in a bin behind the school. Ranko laughed, "It's probably some hungry kid who is using the rumor to get free food."
Saburina suggested that they investigate after school, and Ranko agreed. As the end of lunch approached, Ranko excused herself and headed to the counselor's office for her weekly meeting.
She usually would have to wait a few minutes, but soon enough Mousse, her counselor would invite her in, and they would do some therapeutic exercises. The latest one, had been having the most progress in helping Ranko cope with her loss.
Mousse would have Ranko lay on his desk, and remove her panties. He would make her scoot to the edge of the desk, and he would spend about five minutes licking her pussy. After that he would fuck her while asking her about her mother, or her dreams, or her erotic fantasies.
Sometimes he would have her stand next to the desk bent over it, and he would fuck her like that. She would moan, and pull her shirt up, letting her nipples rub roughly across the wooden desk.
But what usually had the most progress, was when Mousse started having her suck his dick. Sometimes for the entire session she would be under his desk sucking him while he did paperwork, or even while he helped other students. She would try to make him gasp at inappropriate times, by sucking his balls or by gently biting the tip.
Hearing the other kids problems always seemed to help her, and her heart rang out for those others who were lost like she was. It was half way through the session this day, with Mousse pounding away on her from behind that she realized she wanted to find a way to help people.
Mousse pulled out a bit, and started trying to put his dick in Ranko's ass. She turned around and smiled at him, "Thank Mousse, I think I finally have it figured out. I think I'll be going back to class." She place her panties over his hard dick, "You can keep this as a souvenir."
With that, Ranko left, her counseling sessions over.
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Ryoga sucked the blood from a local middle school girl. She was obsessed with death, and begged him to drink her blood. He did so, laying her naked on his futon as he did. She whimpered, and cried, but he let her live. While she lay there, weakened from the blood loss, he lapped her pussy. She mewled in pleasure as he brought her to orgasmic bliss. Her breathing was ragged by the time he was through with her, never once needing to breathe.
She was thin as rails, her black hair tied up in short pigtails. Lay with her afterward, holding her to him as she shivered. When she was strong again, she kissed him, and got dressed. Ryoga stood, his nude body like a mountain of muscle. Her eyes focused on his erect penis, and she shivered, "I'm sorry, I'm not ready for that."
Ryoga smiled, "I understand."
She smiled, "My name is Ryoko. Could I come again tomorrow?"
Ryoga pulled her to him, her face pressed up against his chest, "Of course."
She continued eying his erection. Her hand moved gently to touch it. Ryoga watched her, and just before she was to make contact, he made it jump, causing her to let out a small shriek. Ryoga laughed, and then when she pouted, he laughed harder. She stuck her tongue out at him, and ran out of the room.
Ryoga sighed, and closed the door, "Its always fun to play with your food."
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Kasumi locked the door of the clinic, closing it for the day. She joined her husband in his office, a sultry and hungry look on her face. Tofu's glasses fogged up, and he smiled, as she walked over to him, stripping her clothes off.
Kasumi moaned in a sultry voice, "Tofu, I want you to get me pregnant. Fuck me until I've milked everything out of you."
Tofu took off his clothes, and complied.
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After school, Ranko and Saburina stood out by the bin where the food was supposed to be offered. A piece of paper nearby read:
Write a prayer and put it in the bin, then close the lid.
Depending on the prayer, an amount of food will be requested.
Once the amount has been filled, the prayer will be answered.
Ranko laughed, "If this isn't a set up, I don't know what is."
Saburina seemed skeptical of it as well, "Might as well try. But what would we ask for?"
Ranko smiled, "I know, we'll ask for all the panties that Principal Kuno as taken from the girls of the school!"
Saburina wrote the request down on a notebook page and tore it off before putting it in the bin.
Ranko reread the directions, "How long do we have to wait?" Suddenly, a knock came from inside the bin.
Saburina yelped in surprise, and opened the bin, to find the paper she had written on, had an additional message written on it, in blood. Nervously, she read it out loud, "It says, it wants curry bread, cucumber bread, red bean bread, and tilapia bread."
Ranko crossed her eyes in annoyance, "Such a stupid price."
Saburina sighed, "I think we can get these at a convenience store nearby."
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Ranko couldn't keep her eyes off a small girl in the convenience store. Something about her, screamed to Ranko to grab her and to do kinky things with her. She simply oozed sexuality. Black hair tied-up in pigtails, and a middle school uniform with the skirt a little too high.
Ranko almost jumped out of her skin when Saburina tapped her on the shoulder, "Perv," Saburina teased, as they left the convenience store.
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After placing the food in the bin, and closing it, they waited. Ranko walked around the bin, trying to figure out how they would get the food out. About ten minutes later, there was a knock from inside the bin.
Ranko opened the bin, and was knocked down, by wave after wave of cleaned thongs, transparent, lace, and decorative panties. Some, small enough to fit on a primary school girl. Ranko laughed, "This actually feels pretty good."
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A/N: With the lack reviews, I'll be moving on from this story. Thank you for all the ones who were curious, who did review, and who favored this story. This last chapter, an epilogue if you will, is for you.