Some people say that reading this story will make your oldest childhood friend and three random strangers fall in love with you. Or that's what I heard anyway.
Sorry this is a bit short, but so am I.
Chapter 29 - Wrestling Mania
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"Huh? What's this?" While cleaning, Ranma found a periodical near his room that he did not recognize and flipped through it trying to figure out whose it might be. Aside from wearing some VERY strange outfits, which reminded him vaguely of ninja, the people in it seemed to be fighting. On some pages they were even using weapons, like whips, and yet others who appeared to have lost and had to be restrained. While the weapons had not interested him, submission holds that would restrain someone without hurting them could be just what he needed when various girls attacked him!
Strong or not, he just did not like the idea of hurting a girl, it did not matter if she was tough enough to take it, it just felt WRONG to him, and if these could give him an advantage, it behooved him to do his best to learn them! Besides, there were few techniques he did not want to learn.
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Hinako hated having to wake at such an early hour for work, but she knew that was part of what made her a responsible adult! Educating the ignorant masses was so noble! Such was her calling, and she loved being able to mold the minds of the next generation! Looking down, she saw two of them still sleeping, in a light embrace, and looking so adorable that she had to bite her tongue to prevent a squeal from escaping. Wishing she had been in possession of a camera, she quickly grabbed her fishbowl, and ran from the room before she could disturb them.
Needing some caffeine before her bath, she made her way to the kitchen for a soda and found Nodoka sipping tea. "Oh, um... Morning?"
Glancing at the disheveled woman, the Saotome matriarch smiled. "Ohayo-gozaimasu, and how are you feeling this morning, not too sore I hope."
Blushing at the flash of memory, she had difficulty looking the other woman in the eyes. "No, I can manage... How about yourself?"
"Well I did not get much sleep personally, so I made this tea. Would you like some?"
"No thanks." Taking a long swig off of her soda, she let out a refreshing sigh. "But, I hope it helps."
"I am sure it will. Would you mind having a seat, Sensei-chan? I believe we need to talk."
"Okay... What is on your mind?"
"Sex."
"WHAT?"
"I hate to admit it, but I believe you were correct. Things are not progressing well ...it seems that letting things happen naturally was a mistake after all, we need to hold more basic classes."
"The weekend is almost here, we can have our first class on Sat-..."
"I would prefer if we start today, we have far too many years for which we need to make amends, I do not wish to waste any more precious time. If you would be so kind as to allow me to use your materials, I would like to begin after lunch. If not, I will gather my own."
"You are certainly welcome to what I prepared, but I would prefer to be there, if you do not mind." From what she had seen of the boy's mother, she was a bit concerned how these lessons might go if she were not there to supervise.
Nodoka smiled, happy to see the younger woman's personal interest in her son's sexual education, she certainly looked capable of producing very healthy heirs, assuming her 'condition' did not interfere with the pregnancy... Perhaps it would be best for her to remain a mistress if that were the case, she would need to inquire about that before any decisions were made. "I see, I see... Well it is not that mind, not at all, I am certain that Ranma would love to learn from such a 'lovely' instructor, but I believe that I am more than enough to handle the basic lessons. If you have time after work and on the weekends, then I would love for you to join us."
Hinako had no idea what the other woman meant by 'basic lessons', and worried for the boy's safety. "No! I mean, don't you think that it can wait a 'bit' longer?"
Nodoka was happy to have her being so enthusiastic about the lessons, even if she thought that it might be best to not have the teacher be one of the main contenders for Ranma's 'head wife'. Worst case scenario, there was still the option of taking him to a brothel, or perhaps that nice Moroboshi-san would like to help her out, that woman's husband was almost as useless as her own most of the time, never taking his nose out of that paper of his! "I am not sure that I can, but do not worry yourself, there will be plenty of my son left for you when you return!"
"Ah... sure." She was going to need to hurry home after school, and not waste a moment!
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Mulling over the problems she faced with this new development as she walked toward the bath, Hinako heard grunting coming from the den. She peeked into the room and saw part of a magazine about sadomasochism poking out from behind lounge, and the breathing was definitely coming from there. She did not want to interrupt, but her child-like curiosity begged her to continue and she crept forward, until she saw Ranma's head steadily moving forward and back...
"ONII-CHAN! What are you DOING in there?" She threw her hands over her mouth with a gasp, kicking herself for disturbing him...
"Hinako-sensei!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-..."
"I'm glad yer here!"
"What? No, not like that! Wait... What did you want?"
"Well, ya see, I found this magazine, with these weird wrestling moves, an' I was tryin' ta figure them out, but I'm missin' somethin', I just don't get how it works..."
Looking at the magazine again, her face went flush with memories of what they did the night before, and wondering what 'exactly' he needed help with... "That's because those 'wrestling moves' are not actually fighting, those people are having sex."
"Oh, okay, I guess that makes sense... What's this 'sex', some ninja style?"
Recovering from her face-fault, Hinako looked very much like an enlightened monk, freshly returned from a lengthy sojourn. "I KNEW it!"
"Then teach ME!"
"WHAT?"
"If ya know how ta do this, ya gotta tell me!"
"What! No, I mean, yes I do, but hold on..." She turned away, clutching her chest, trying to catch her breath. She had to remember, he did not know what he was asking, and she already planned to teach him, just not like THAT! "We ARE going to teach you, but it is much like what you did to us last night, it is a different kind if 'battle', and not one you should do with just anyone. Okay?"
"So, that stuff from last night was part of the secret?"
"Sort of... Look, this is something you should only do with people you REALLY like."
"Well, ya really helped me out, ya been a good friend, so I really do like you, even when yer tryin' ta git me to do homework 'n' stuff..."
"You 'LIKE' me?" Hinako turned her head and covered her blushing cheeks with her hands, she had never had anyone say that to her before! "But, you should be doing this with one of your girlfriends, not some old woman, like me..."
"How can I, if I don't know how? I wanna master it, before I try it fer reals..."
"Do you know what you are asking?" '...No, of course not, calm yourself Hinako, you are a teacher, not a schoolgirl!'
"Yeah, fer trainin'! Look, I ain't never had this much trouble learnin' a move before... Th' only time was yer Happo Yen thing, so if ya know what I'm missin', then please tell me, am I wastin' my time again?"
"Well, no, not exactly, they are just not the kind of things you can master without a partner..."
"Then HELP me! ...please?"
"I'm sorry Ranma-kun, it's just not that easy, I need to go to work soon, but this is what your 'special classes' are going to cover. I wanted to teach them, but your mother insisted that we begin sooner than that, and so will begin your basic lesson this afternoon. I will not be able to be there until after classes, so I will make sure to get someone else to watch detention for me, and the weekend is almost here, so I promise to help you ...at least in theory."
Happy that he was going to learn, he was a bit disheartened by her choice of words. "What do ya mean, 'in theory'?"
"Well, I should not be the one to 'help' in certain ways..." She remembered how enthusiastic Nodoka had been, and the odd feelings she had gotten from the older woman with a cringe. "However, it is up to your mother, but let us just say that 'you have better options', and let us leave it at that." She would certainly step in, if the other woman tried to teach the boy a bit too directly, but even if he was no longer in her class, she still felt like the boy's teacher, and did not want to cross that line ...at least, not again! Even if the thoughts of which were 'incredibly' enticing...
"All right, I guess, but ya promise ta help, if I'm still havin' problems?"
'Not THAT way, but...' "Yes, Saotome-kun, I promise. Now you promise me something please."
"Um, okay, what?"
"Just ...wait on this until we have more time to talk, and please, be careful..."
"Okay, but hey, Teach?"
"Yes, Saotome-kun?"
"Could ya maybe use a plate when ya eat toast? Yer getting' crumbs everywhere."
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Ryu awoke to find Nabiki riding atop of him, which was not an unpleasant nor unfamiliar wake-up call, but he could not let her get away with treating him like a toy that could be used at her whim. "What, again?"
"Just a quickie before I have to run to school... You can't tell me you don't love it!"
"What I love, is being aware of it when it happens!"
"Is that all?" She favored him with one of her patented sardonic smiles.
Ryu blushed as his voiced dropped. "...I love you too."
"Good answer, just for that, I will let you finish ...mmmm, too." Kissing him on the cheek, she hopped off of him, and ran for the shower. Nabiki was having the time of her life, not only was she having fun, but she had been making a small fortune! It almost made her regret giving Ranma up on the occasions she had him, sure he needed a lot of work to get to this point, but she could have been doing this the whole time! On the other hand, he came with a lot of baggage, while Ryu was just poor, but he was going to help make her rich!
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Kasumi had noticed that more books continued to appear on their shelves as the days passed, and while she was not entirely certain as to who had been supplying them, it made her feel good to see that others shared her love of reading. She held little hope that it was Ranma, and yet she HAD seen him with a book in-hand on several occasions since they had moved into this house, so it was rubbing of on him to some degree anyway. That thought brought an extra skip in her step and a song in her voice, as she hummed along with her cleaning.
As she finished her dusting, she noticed that one of these 'new' books was resting on a table outside her bedroom door. "Oh my, why would someone leave this here?"
Looking at the cover she saw a handsome young man with long flowing hair, holding a young maiden in his muscled arms. "Oh my, that looks like... Perhaps I should look inside..."
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Deciding the only real way to clear the fog out of her head was to take a bath, Nodoka cleaned her cup before making her way to the changing room. As she removed her clothing, she heard strange grunts coming from the furo, and quietly moved to investigate, expecting to see lovers enjoying their youth. To her disappointment, she was not even half correct, there was only one young lover, and she did not appear to be enjoying herself at all...
The young woman was furiously scrubbing her body with the bucket of warm, soapy water, having no luck removing the markings. "Shampoo-chan, is this a hobby of yours?"
"Oh, good morning, honored mother. No is 'hobby', is from game. Stupid Pancake-Girl do front, Ranma draw on back..."
"As long as you are not in the Yakuza, then I suppose it is not a problem." Nodoka was impressed with the Ukyo's art, but not by her language, and quickly moved so she could see her other side. "It seems as if the boy is rather fond of your backside. ...Like father, like son."
"Shampoo glad if make Airen happy."
"You will not make too many people happy if you scrub off that beautiful skin though. Here, let me help you." Nodoka looked through her things to see what might help.
"Shampoo be honored if Mother help get off..."
"Oh dear..." Shaking her head, Nodoka considered her options, and figured she had some coconut oil, or coco-butter lotion in her bag. "First we should rinse this soap off of you, and then we can try some better options."
Grabbing the shower hose to help her son's lover wash off the soap, she could not believe her eyes when the young woman changed into a pink and purple cat! "Oh dear! How did this happen? Do you have one of those curse things as well?"
Shampoo jumped into the furo to change back, eliciting another gasp of surprise from the woman she saw as her mother-in-law. "Oh dear! That is the first time I ever saw a kitten eager to jump into a bath!"
"What happen to Shampoo magic soap?"
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By the time she had finished the short romance novel, Kasumi was drenched in sweat, feeling VERY strange, much like the night before, and desperately wanting a bath! She quickly returned the book to the library, and made her way back down the hallway. Upon opening the door, she saw a nude Shampoo, lying on a table, covered in oils, and having her breasts massaged by Nodoka! "Oh my! Do you ...need help?"
"Would you care to help us rub this lotion into Shampoo-chan's skin, we seem to have gotten into a bit of an ink problem."
"I would love to. Did you know, toothpaste can also help remove marker?" Not wanting to get marker on her clothing, Kasumi started to get ready for her bath.
"You have to do that often?"
"I did have two younger sisters who fought frequently..."
"I see, well children can be a handful ...or so I have heard."
"You have a son."
"I did, before being taken from me ...but one child is not the same as 'children'."
"Well, that IS true."
"I always wanted a house full of the pitter patter of little feet...!"
"Shampoo want help make dream happen!"
"Oh my..."
"So eager! Just look at you."
"Shampoo be waiting for Ranma for too too long!"
"Well, it is not manly to make a lady wait..."
"But Airen too too manly in many way! Is worth wait!"
"Do not worry, I am not going to rescind my declaration of manliness, however that does not mean that we should let this unmanly behavior persist, does it?"
"NO MOTHER! Shampoo help fix, any way can!"
"But, what about what Ranma-kun wants?"
"My son wants to be manly!"
"What man no want be with Shampoo?"
While she had no words to counter their arguments, something about them did not feel appropriate to Kasumi. She started to get the feeling that she needed to keep a much closer eye on Ranma, he needed someone looking out for 'him'. While she would never accuse anyone, even to herself, she was starting to get an inkling that perhaps everyone else could have had ulterior motives for wanting to help him, as unbelievable as that seemed. Who could imagine?
While the purpose of this was to help break down all of the ink on her body, Shampoo was really enjoying having the two beautiful, almost nude, older women touching her in so many sensitive places. It was how she had envisioned it would be like when she had heard about the soapland establishments from her grandmother, though she had always pictured herself as the one washing Ranma, but she had to admit, having two people rubbing on her felt incredible, if only they would use more than their hands...
"Oh my, Shampoo-chan, why are you ...licking me ...ooo ...there? That's dirty."
"Just want help feel as good as make Shampoo feel."
"But, that isn't what I-... Oooooo..."
"No care, or is that only want Ranma do?"
"Oh, I- ...Oh my, but, that was just... I didn't mean to... Oh, oh my..."
"Did say 'butt'? Okay then, Shampoo rub too." She giggled as Kasumi jumped a bit when she goosed her.
"If you lay down and act like a doormat... then you are sure to get walked on." Nodoka's mind wandered as she remembered the passage.
"If this is what a doormat feels like, then I think ...I do not think that I mind!" Wait, was that not from the book she had just read? Was that HER book then?
Nodoka was happy to see the skinship evolving between the two and had been about to back off, when the younger girl's arm snaked around her thigh and began massaging her right rear cheek as well. "Oh ...wait!"
"No wait! Shampoo no let miss out on fun! Need thank for make too too handsome son. Too too much want thank for what do last night."
"I did not do anything." Nodoka tried not to take credit for anything, but was unable to back away from the pair.
"Do too! Try too too long get Ranma love Shampoo, no was until Mother show up, that finally have best day! No is fair Mother only give joy, but no have fun self."
"I am happy just watching you children make progress."
"Should also FEEL how progress! No can tell only by watching. If make better, say how Shampoo do! Can give pointer, yes?"
"You do make a ...goooood argument!"
"Want Ranma think so too..."
"I am sure my son is just mmmmm ...shyYYy."
Shampoo nodded vigorously, not pausing to speak.
She could not disagree with Nodoka's words, however while Ranma was indeed very shy, Kasumi did not think that was all there was to it. She had spent months thinking about it, researching psychology text books, women's journals, manga, and anything else she could find that might relate to Ranma and his situation. Among other things, she had stumbled upon some research by an old Russian man and his dogs that seemed to fit some of his reactions, and some of the things she had seen and heard had made her think she might have a clue as to the cause of his problem, but she wanted to watch him a bit longer to be certain. The clues are easier to see when one knew what the signs were.
Shampoo was acting like a proverbial cat in heat, appearing as if she were trying to lick her and Nodoka clean, with the girl's detailed attentions bringing Kasumi partially back into the moment. "Though, that does NOT really explain, mmmm, why you are doing thiiiis..."
"Both help Shampoo get clean, so Shampoo help get too too dirty for bath."
"Oh my..." Kasumi was not sure as to why, however those words enticed her, like a sinfully delicious forbidden fruit, or a delectable dessert.
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Ranma did not really want to disobey Hinako's wishes, nonetheless, once he had cleaned up her mess, he found that he just could not resist the call of learning new techniques and had gone back to trying to study the 'manual' that almost seemed to have been left out for him to find. As if the lure of learning a new move was not attractive enough to him, on another level that he could not understand, he also found the images appealing in a somewhat different way...
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Knowing that Ukyo left the house before her, Hinako still wondered why she had not come to class that morning, she would have to have words with her if she found out that she was simply skipping classes! However, her concern was split between wondering what might have happened to Ukyo, and what was going to happen to Ranma. Considering how impatient Nodoka seemed, that was the issue that took up most of her attention, and when she thought of Ranma, she had trouble not remembering what he had done to her the night before...
She had even been having trouble concentrating during class, completely lost in her thoughts, and worried about what was going to happen. On more than one occasion she had to stop her hand from having a mind of its own, and was tempted to run to the lavatory as her fantasy ran its course...
"Hinako-sensei!" One of the students raised her hand.
Shaking her head, she focused her attention on the speaker. "Oh, yes, sorry, what can I do for you?"
"Are you gonna start class?"
"Are you okay? You don't look well..."
"No, I am fine, where were we?"
"Taking attendance..."
"Ya called out Saotome's name for some reason and then spaced out ...for like ten minutes."
"Face it, you know that guy ain't coming no more."
'But I sure did...' Hinako almost spaced out again, before shaking her head.
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"I am bit disappointed in you, my dear."
Hurt, and wondering what she might have done wrong, Kasumi's sad eyes pleaded with the older woman. "I am terribly sorry, what can I do...?"
"You let that younger girl lead you along, but YOU are the head of this house, and YOU are the one who should be in control at all times, this is what our training will focus starting next. ...Oh, do not give me that look, I am a guest, you are the head of the house here, you need to be more assertive."
"How can I be the 'Head of the House'? I am a woman, and this is Ranma-kun's house..."
"We have been over this, it is the head wife who runs the house, the only ones who are not 'in' on that 'secret', are the Japanese husbands! We let them act like they are in charge, because it makes them feel good, and then they make us feel good, but we know who is really running the show. We maintain the house, and the people within it, we keep everything working, making sure everything functions as it should, you should know this, how long did you take care of your family?"
"But that is not the same thing! ...Father is-..."
"Likely no different than almost any other husband I have known. Trust me my dear, most men are the same. Even when they are affectionate at first, they get bored of us. It is not really their fault, men reach their sexual peak in their late teens, while we reach ours in our mid thirties, they just tire out so easily."
"I believe I remember that from my text books. It seems that the gods were cruel masters."
"Not really, it was simply their way of telling us to go after a fine young stud when we are ready to mate."
"You make it sound like we are animals."
"We are, especially when it comes to mating, if you know what I mean."
"But what about you, you did not marry a younger man, you look much younger than Uncle Genma..."
"Thank you, but I was not given a choice who I was to marry, but I was not necessarily talking about 'marriage', now was I?"
"Oh my..."
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Shampoo had been listening in on their conversation from the furo, and was not sure how she felt about it. While she agreed that Kasumi needed to be more assertive in her life, and it may have only been the language barrier causing her to misunderstand, but she could have sworn that Nodoka had been pushing Kasumi to be Ranma's bride! She had thought that she had earned his mother's approval! Did she do something wrong? Was it the markers? What was she going to do? This was all that chef's fault!
She was going to have to talk to Kasumi, that was the only option! Before she did anything, she needed to find out how her 'onee-chan' felt! How would Ranma react to that news?
...That thought froze her up. Would he like that, 'more' than HER? She did not mind sharing her bountiful blessings with her friend once in a while, but that was taking it a bit too far! Just when she thought she was about to win the race, a new contestant was being pushed into a cart in front of her! On the other hand, it was her 'big sister' Kasumi, did she really want to stand in the way of her happiness, even if it meant she was exiled ...or worse?
While waiting to catch Kasumi alone, the young woman considered the possibilities, wanting to have thought through a few responses, her grasp of the language could suffer when she got emotional. First she tried to think of what the worst case might be, which would be her getting dumped in favor of one of the others and likely exiled, where the best case would be that Kasumi was not interested at all. The problem with her estimation of a best case scenario, was that she could not understand how could anyone resist her Ranma! She needed a plan!
First things first, she ran around the house, making sure there were no chores left to finish, then she made a pot of Kasumi's favorite tea and a treat the older woman had enjoyed from her village. Hopefully, she could get her friend to see reason, otherwise she did not know what she would do...
At this point, a miniature Ukyo, dressed in navy-blue bondage gear, horns, and a tail, appeared on her right shoulder, and whispered into her ear. "But, I thought 'obstacles were for killing'..."
"What? Shampoo no can do!"
"Why not, ain't that yer rule?"
A tiny Kasumi appeared on her left shoulder, dressed in much the same way, other than being in white and gold, with a halo and wings instead of the horns and tail. "Oh my, is that really a rule, Shampoo-chan? It is not good to break the rules..."
Shampoo's mood darkened as she replied with her eyes downcast. "Rule is like husband, no is hard fast..."
"Oh my..." The angel's hands covered her mouth.
"But even if do, Shampoo no want live with self, and Ranma sure to hate Shampoo too too much..."
"Perfect! Then do it! Two birds, one stone!" The lil' devil cackled as she rubbed her hands together.
"No want to!"
"Oh, but it is a law, you must always follow the laws..." The earnestness in her voice was painful to Shampoo's ears.
"See, even th' 'obstacle' is askin' ta be killed!"
"NO! Is dumb law! Shampoo always tell Great Grandmother, only use for scaring! Beside, no is okay break one law to follow other, yes?"
"Oh my, whatever do you mean?"
"Law for village no is okay in Japan, and as say, 'ru xiang sui su', 'when enter village, follow custom', or some say, 'when in Rome, do Roman thing'."
"Nah, Ah don't think nobody says THAT!"
"Is too, Shampoo just say!"
"That don't count!" Shampoo flinched as the tiny pitchfork jabbed her shoulder.
"Shut up! Shampoo no listen! Go way!" As she swung her fist at the micro-devil, the little thing sprouted bat-like wings, and quickly flew out of reach. "Rather never go back village, than hurt Kasumi-onee-chan!"
"Oh my, thank you, Shampoo-chan."
"Shampoo say same, no matter what say, never do!"
"Whatever do you mean?" Kasumi's voice had been sounding a bit deeper and less hollow, and Shampoo started to worry as to why that was.
Looking behind her, she saw the real Kasumi standing in the doorway. "Aiyaaaa! How long there?"
"Since you said you did not wish to hurt me. Who are you talking to?"
"Aiyaaa... No is important! Just talking to Shampoo... Er, mean, 'was looking for Kasumi-onee-chan', want talk, is okay?"
"Certainly, Shampoo-chan, what do you need?"
Pouring them each a cup of tea, she offered her one of the morning tea snacks she had made, and took a deep breath. "Shampoo hear what mother say, say Kasumi-nee-chan should send Shampoo away, and be head of house! That Shampoo job! Want know, is Kasumi-onee-chan plan marry Ranma, or no? Shampoo no mind if borrow, but please, no take husband from Shampoo!"
The idea of marrying Ranma made her blush, but she quickly shook the idea out of her mind. "Of course not, Shampoo-chan! While it is ultimately Ranma-kun's choice who to marry, it is not my intention to take your husband. I support you..." While racing to find the right words to comfort her sobbing friend, Kasumi latched onto something the panicking girl had said. "What do you mean ...'borrow'?"
"Is old village tradition, warrior what is too too close, let borrow husband when mens is too too hard for finding."
"I am no warrior."
"No matter, is like sister to Shampoo, no want lose friend over mens, if Onee-chan want come borrow Ranma sometime, then is okay, just no take from Shampoo, please! Shampoo beg!"
Taking her into her arms, she stroked the younger girl's hair. "It is okay, I am not sure what you mean, but have no fear, I have no intention of marrying anyone right now. Okay?" Kasumi felt much better as Shampoo returned her hug in earnest.
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While Ukyo did not enjoy explaining her situation to him, Tofu had explained how she had gotten the infection, and had given her some topical cream to use to treat it, but she had to apply it inside several more times. She had visions of Ranma rubbing it in with his fingers and tongue, but could never bring herself to ask something so embarrassing!
Speaking of Ranma, she could not believe that he had thought she ate so much okonomiyaki, that she actually secreted sauce! Even if that WOULD save a lot of money, she had never been so mortified in her life! Well, that was until she had gotten to work and Konatsu had pointed out the bruises on her wrists, that had been visible all day... She was glad she had taken a sick day from school, who knows what people would say? There was no way she could have faced Akane in that condition, that was for sure! She needed time to figure out how she felt about it as it was without an interrogation. The girls at school could be relentlessness, and that was before it even came to Nabiki! At least she had long, tight sleeves she could wear for work...
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After cleaning up from their lunch, Nodoka gathered the three young adults before she started Ranma's class. "I know you girls are eager to assist us with this class, however for the first half, I will ask that you two do not join." She waited a moment for Shampoo's disappointment to pass. "I will call you both in once we are ready for the next stage."
"Is sure no need Shampoo? Can help in many many way!"
"That is very kind of you, but I am sure that Mother will tell us when we can be of assistance."
"But Shampoo be too too helpful..." Her pout was very moving, and it took every bit of Nodoka's willpower to resist.
"I am certain that you are my dear, although for this part, we are going to need a bit of privacy."
"What need keep private from too too sexy wife?"
"Kasumi-chan?"
"Yes, Mother." Without even realizing that she had even done it, Kasumi looked down to see Shampoo tied up in front of her. "Oh my! Did I do that?"
Not sure how she had ended up in this position, the young warrior realized that this was the second time she was effectively beaten by the older girl. "Kasumi-nee-chan? How do?"
"I am not exactly certain..."
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Ranma sat, wondering what his mother had in mind, like with most classes, he was not looking forward to it, and the embarrassment from his memories of the night before only made his discomfort even worse. The pictures from the medical books did not interest him, the only thing that he cared about was that it was a weak point on the body, and one that no martial artist with any honor would ever target intentionally with an attack! It was not as if he did not know what boys' and girls' bodies looked like, less on the inside perhaps, but he had a general idea, knowing the body, and what it can do, was a big part of the art after all.
That had been something that had bothered him about the book he had been studying, while grappling was not the same thing as hitting, many of those moves seemed to involved those parts of the body, and the more he thought about it, the stranger it made him feel... Eventually he had to give up, counting on Hinako to keep her word, and show him later, though it kept him distracted throughout the lesson.
"Ranma, dear, are you listening to me?"
"Yeah! Of course I am!"
"Then perhaps you would like to tell me what 'this' is?"
"The butt?"
"What? Oh, right, I mean this..."
"Is that a ...nipple?"
"Not quite, but you DO suck on it..."
"What?"
"That is what nipples are for after all."
"They are? Why? I didn't think they really had a 'use'..."
"Of course they do, most things do, though some might be more useful than others. With women, and extremely rare cases men, they can produce milk. This is to feed babies and typically only after getting pregnant, but even when not lactating, they are one of the pleasure zones that you will need to learn for these techniques."
That got his attention, his eyes suddenly opened fully and he sat up straight. "Oh? What kind a' techniques?"
"Much like the ones in that magazine you have been looking at all day."
Ranma looked around the room nervously. "What? How did...?"
"A mother knows..." She chose not to mention the fact that she had left it out where he was certain to find it in the first place. "Now you need to pay attention, and memorize these important areas, they are going to be critical to your later lessons. ...How your father ever got you to learn anything when you will not pay attention to the basics, I will never know."
"Well, Pops always told me when it was somethin' ta do with th' art! Though, other 'en gettin' money, food, an' sake, Pops never talked about much that wasn't about th' art, so it was easy ta tell."
"You should consider everything a new technique, even if you cannot always see its immediate value, you never know when it might come in handy."
Ranma's eyes lit up as he remembered something. "Oh, like when Mousse put those handcuffs on me ta keep me from usin' my hands, but they turned out ta be a good weapon!"
"Um, I suppose...?"
"An' there was that Martial Arts Calligraphy match, when I had ta' know how ta write better..."
"Well, I-... Wait, what? ...Never mind that, what is important is that you pay attention to your studies, you will be tested on this later!"
"Awww..."
"Trust mommy, your future happiness depends on what you will learn over the next few days."
"Happiness, when does that start?"
"Last night..."
"It did?"
"Yes, yes it did. You may not realize it yet, but you are living most men's dream."
"It seems ta me, most guys're perverts."
"Most PEOPLE are 'perverts' to some degree or another, it is normal. All creatures great and small long to reproduce, and that is not a bad thing. It is only wrong, when the other person is not willing, or at an inappropriate time or place. When you are in a relationship with someone, then it is only natural to want to 'play' together."
"That ain't what Akane always said, an' that was my iinazuke."
"I did just say 'willing'... Tell me this, did the two of you want to be engaged?"
Ranma jumped up, slamming his hands on his desk. "NO! Who told ya that? We never wanted it!"
"That is what I have heard, and that is my point. You need to find people who are happy to be with you, and you have that."
"I guess, but Akane always said that's part a' what made me a pervert."
"This Akane seems to not be very knowledgeable on the subject."
"But the girls at school mostly said so too!"
"Beside the fact that children your age tend to be woefully misinformed, I am afraid our society has started to become rather repressed in the last several decades."
"Huh? What'd ya mean?"
"Ever since the last war, many changes have happened, and people are forgetting the old ways. Now we ignore our lovers needs, if we acknowledge them at all. We work so hard that we forget about other people, the bonds of friendship, and our own needs. It is no wonder all of you youngsters are all so shy, afraid of the contact of the other gender."
"I ain't afraid a' nuthin'!"
"That is good, I am sure we will get to test you on that soon."
"Urk!"
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"Aiyaaa. Shampoo help test!" Her soft whisper not traveling through the door they their glasses against to listen, but loud enough for Kasumi to hear.
"No, no, we must wait here, until we are called."
"Please call Shampoo soon, please call Shampoo soon..." After a few moments, the young woman stopped her chanting, and looked at her companion. "What think Mother call to do?"
"Oh my, I do not know what is planned..."
Shampoo got a sly look on her face as she looked into the other young woman's eyes. "What Kasumi-nee-chan WANT happen?"
"OH! Um, I just want Ranma-kun to learn a lot!" Kasumi looked away as certain options fluttered through her mind.
"Onee-chan want teach Ranma many thing?"
"What? No, I mean, not me, but ...oh my!" Predictably, Kasumi blushed, the heat rising from her loins, as her mind pictured Ranma doing with her, some of the things the main character had done with the heroine in the book she had just finished.
"Shampoo think protest too too much... Tell truth now."
"No, I didn't think... I wouldn't... I couldn't... It's not..."
"Shampoo think Onee-chan want repay of Ranma from last night, yes?"
"No, but... I guess, maybe, that might not be the proper thing to do, but is it? I mean-..."
"Shampoo think so."
"Really? But, it is just so..."
"So good? So fun?"
"So ...dirty."
Shampoo grinned at her friend. "Yes, is best part."
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Finally! The school day was over, and Hinako had managed to get another teacher to cover her for detention! With no time to waste, she ran for the train station as quickly as her long, shapely legs could carry her. The thoughts of what had happened the night before, spurned her on to greater speed, and giving her nervous energy as she waited for the train.
What had Nodoka been doing during that class while she was not there? Images of her and Ranma, and occasionally with Shampoo and Kasumi as well, in almost every position from the Shijuhatte and then some! Her imagination had really begun to run wild as she fidgeted inthe car, one hand holding onto the straps while her other hand was having difficulty resisting the option of setting down her fishbowl and reacting to her imagination.
So distracted by her thoughts, she failed to notice the announcement about the car rocking until someone had bumped into her from behind. She did not think anything of it as she peeled herself off of the train's door, that was until she felt the hand patting her posterior!
Hinako could not believe someone was trying to molest her, again! One would think they would learn ...eventually. She was a regular on this route after all, and many of the passengers knew what she did to perverts who could not keep their hands to themselves! ...If only it was not making her so weak in the knees. "Mmmmmmm... What are you doing, you delinquent, you!"
"Your words and voice to do match, Lady." The grubby looking man glared at her as she continued to moan.
"You ...had better stop ...it, before AIiii make you regret, mmm, your actions!" A voice in the back of her head had tried to convince her of the benefits allowing them to have their way with her, but very idea of rewarding such behavior sickened her, and she tried to fight it.
"Oh, come on, you're not even wearing panties, you know you want this!" One of his hands drifted up, while the other remained caressing her posterior. "Oh? No bra either? We've got a live one here boys!"
After her imagination had been running away with her, and paranoid about Nodoka's possible overzealous and impatient teaching methods, Hinako found herself desiring the man, any man ...every man here! But no, she had to resist, if nothing else, Ranma was depending on her to help him! Yes, that was it, she needed to stop these men, so that she could be there with ...FOR, her ...Oniii-chan!
Knowing she could not depend on them supporting her for long, she set her fishbowl on her head before she leaned forward, trapping one of their hands between her breasts and the window of the train's door. She tried to control her breathing, yet it remained raspy as she tried to focus on her plan.
"Wow, this one is really getting into it. Glad to see you are being honest now!"
"Yeah, and with those curves, this is going to be great!" Several guys crowded in more closely, preventing anyone else from seeing her.
Taking every bit of willpower she could muster, Hinako managed to reach behind her, near the man's belly.
"Oh ho! Going for it already are you?" The first man prepared himself, expecting her to reach into his pants.
"Happo No-Coin Return!" Keeping the man's hand trapped by her breasts, he was unable to fly away with the force of the blast, preventing any damage to the train car. While her output was severely weakened by her frazzled state of mind, taking the full blast to the belly was not something the man was able to handle, and he collapsed in a heap on the ground.
"What the HELL was THAT? What's with this chick?"
Doing her best to pull herself together, she reached into her pocket for a coin. "This 'chick', will be the last one you molest in public! Happo Five-yen Satsu!"
The other men had no where to dodge, even if they had known what to expect, and quickly withered into a pale husk of the men they were to the applause of the rest of the passengers. "Take that, delinquents!" Watching them go down, she felt safe enough to finish pulling down her skirt and buttoning up her blouse.
"Great job, we knew you had those guys!" Several of the nearest passengers looked sheepish about not having done anything to help.
'Yeah, right, you were just hoping for a free show.' Mumbling under her breath, she continued to balance her fish on her head as she exited the train and dragged the unconscious men to the nearest police box before heading toward home in a hurry. The previous event fresh in her mind, making her all the more ...concerned for Ranma's safety, yes, that was it!
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Nodoka's views of history are a bit skewed, and romanticized.
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OMAKE 07
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While Ukyo bathed that morning, she saw the bruises and rope burns, and was still not looking forward to her day. She had done her best to hide her arms, but once they had gotten to gym class, she had no choice. The voices of her classmates murmuring about her, and her possible hobbies echoed off of the locker room walls, accusing her of some of the most outlandish things.
The youngest Tendo walked over to her, concern written plainly over her face. "Ukyo-chan, are you ...are you doing okay?"
"Huh? Yeah, Akane-chan, Ah'm fine."
"Are you sure, you're not in some kind of 'Fifty Shades of Okonomiyaki' or something, are you?"
"What? Oh no, it ain't nuthin' like that!"
"Are you sure? ...Ranma did this to you, isn't that right?"
"NO! Ranchan didn't have nuthin' ta do with it!" 'Well, not really...' With her guilty look, everyone else was surrounding her asking questions, very personal questions.
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How will Ranma be schooled by his mother? Come back next time for, 'Sex-Ed for Dummies', or 'Keep it in the Family', and find out!
