"The Dark Earth Realm" An Informative Day
Lady Rinehart
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Usagi woke up to a warm fuzzy feeling. She was mildly confused until the events of yesterday stormed through her mind. And the dream. She flushed, though in the darkness, you couldn't tell. She berated herself for thinking such things. She flopped over and breathed in the pillow's scent. She flopped over again when *his* smell invaded her space.
Her face was afire and her heart beat widely in her chest. She didn't like the way she was feeling. She didn't like the way *he* was making her fell. She rolled over again and then two arms wrapped around her.
"Keep still." A groggy voice whispered in her ear. She felt Ranma's bare chest pressed against her back. One of his legs lay between her's and his arms were tucked comfortably around her. She had an intake of breath.
"Ranma…" She stopped when a light snore reached her. She sighed again, and tried to sleep. That wasn't an easy task when she knew what her dreams were going to be about.
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Ranma grinned as the eerie red light basked Usagi in its glow. She looked absolutely magnificent. She had some how found her way into his arms last night--not that he minded. He was quite content to just hold the blond angel, but he knew she'd wake up.
He'd had a pleasant enough sleep. His dreams had been about her but he didn't blush. He'd enjoyed the dreams, even if that's all they were. He thought about what he'd have to do today. He'd have to train Usagi some. While she was surprisingly powerful, she didn't have enough control over that power. He ginned again.
"Morning sunshine." He whispered in her ear. The warm air tickled and she rolled over. Thinking it was still a dream, she pulled Ranma down some. Ranma was slightly shocked but enjoyed the way her fingers traveled across his chest and how her other hand ran through his hair. He decided he wanted to taste her. He leaned down.
Usagi didn't know why this dream felt so real; but then again she didn't really care. She wanted him, now. His lips pressed against her in a passion that woke Usagi up. She knew no dream was this blissful and she pushed against his chest. Ranma didn't seem to agree with her though and continued his assault on her mouth.
He now lay partially on top of her; one hand on her breast and another behind her head. His fingers trailed across her flesh cause Usagi to moan into his mouth. He pulled up for air. Glancing down at her he decided that she was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. Her eyes were glazed but she soon focused on him.
"How dare you…" She muttered, rage escaping each word. He kissed her again, this time for a shorter amount of time, before rolling off her. Usagi sat up and readjusted her shirt.
"You liked it as much as I did." Ranma said, running a hand through his hair. He was glad he'd cut the braid off now; her hands flowed through better with it gone.
She glared at him, but didn't deny the truth to his statement. She smiled suddenly and slid off the bed. She waked over to him and placed a hand on his bare chest. "I thought you didn't take advantages of girls?" She said quietly, in a seductive tone. Ranma grinned wolfishly.
"You're not such a girl." He said, wrapping his arm around her waist. "You're more woman than girl." He leaned down and kissed her softly, but with passion. "Trust me, okay?"
Usagi contemplated this for a moment. Until yesterday she'd thought anyone who worked for Beryl was scum, but Ranma sure didn't act like an evil henchmen. He was kind to her, but then again, thought he was rushing her a bit.
"Look buddy, I don't really mind the kissing, but keep the touching to a minimum." She replied. Ranma smiled.
"You know we'll have to pretend you're my sex slave right?" He asked. She nodded. "You need some training. I'll have to train you."
"Why?" She asked. Ranma had walked to a small machine that stood near his bed. He pressed a few buttons and a leather outfit appeared. "You'll have to wear this." He smiled. "You'll look great." She disappeared into his bathroom and came out minute later.
Usagi looked very uncomfortable. The pants were very tight and the two belts hung loosely at her side. The shirt was more like a bra. It had leather straps crossing around her shoulders and neck. She looked up at him.
"Like I said, great." He pulled on some leather pants and a black shirt. He handed her a black silk shirt. She put it around herself. After she was done she walked to the mirror.
"Don't you think it's a little revealing?" Usagi asked timidly. The silk shirt was small and tight. The top button was missing so there was nothing to cover her. Ranma walked around and stood behind her.
"No. For being a sex slave, you're wearing a lot. Plus," He said, slipping a hand down her arm, "you look great." Usagi shivered slightly. "Let's go. Ryoga and Minako will be waiting."
Ranma led her out into the hall. Usagi glanced around in wonder, for yesterday she had barely seen a thing. Ranma gave a small pull to her arm and they were off. The large corridors were no lighted so most of the light came through the windows. Ranma enjoyed the look the shadows made playing across Usagi. They stopped at a large set of double doors. Ranma wrapped a leather-clad hand around Usagi. They stepped through.
The room was massive. It appeared to be a training area of some kind. Many men and women stood, sat, and lay about to various things. Ranma glared at the men who were staring at Usagi. He tucked her closer and the men looked away. They walked through the area and came to a smaller set of double doors. Ranma again opened these.
This room was much smaller. It had various training equipment lying around. Usagi spotted the only occupants in the room, Ryoga and Minako. Ryoga sat at a table in the corner. Minako was admiring herself in one of the mirrors hung around the room. She, unlike Usagi, wasn't covered from head to toe. She wore a very short leather skirt and a strapping leather bra. A transparent lace shirt warped around her upper body. Minako giggled as she turned to greet Usagi.
"Usagi!" Minako squealed. "You look so cute!" Usagi fingered the loose belts and blushed.
"Yeah, real cute." Usagi muttered, looking over herself once again.
"Well, girls." Ryoga said, standing. He faced the pair as Ranma came up behind him. "Let's get started."
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"Agh! No, no. Look, try this." Ranma was having a difficult time. Usagi was a fast learner in the stances and movement he taught her, but she didn't seem to grasp putting them into action. It was hard for her to concentrate on the movement and trying to defend against other attacks. Ranma saw potential, but he also knew that Usagi had a long way to go before she'd be ready to help him in his plans.
"No!" Ranma shouted after Usagi, once again, mixed attacks up. Ranma wasn't a very patient teacher and Usagi wasn't a very happy learner. This was a bad combination. "Can't you do anything right?!"
"I'm trying!" Usagi muttered, getting off the ground from where she had fallen. She pushed a strand of hair out of her face. "Look, buddy. This is hard. I'm just starting out."
"Minako's just starting out and she's gotten farther today then you have!" He shouted. It was true; Ryoga had taught Minako many things and she learned them quickly. It almost seemed as though Minako was truly made for combat.
"Maybe it's the teacher." Usagi retorted. "Maybe Ryoga's a better guide than you. Maybe he's better than you. I bet he understands when someone messes up." Ranma made a small grunting noise signaling that he didn't care what she thought. "I even bet he's a better kisser than you! Probably better in b-"
Usagi train of speech was abruptly cut off as Ranma pushed her against the wall. Usagi gasped as his arms encircled her waist and picked her up off the ground. Ranma's eyes flashed dangerously as his lips pressed against her in a hard kiss. Usagi couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips.
Ranma almost immediately stopped the kiss as soon as she began to respond. He glared at her with a chill that could freeze a Marian fire. He pressed his lean body against her more, if it was possible.
"Do you still think he'd be a better kisser?" Ranma asked softly. His voice also came out huskily from the kiss. His eyes were still cold, but were also filled with a desire that only Usagi seemed to pull out of him.
It was difficult for Usagi to breathe. It seemed as though Ranma was mad, for what reason she was unsure. All she knew was there was no way Ryoga could be as passionate a kisser as Ranma. She's been kissed before, and in the same manner, but the emotion she felt from the young general made her weak in the knees and that made her mad also.
Usagi didn't like this feeling. She'd seen many women be treated as though they were nothing but toys that men used. She had a feeling that Ranma was not like that, but the thought that there was a possibility that he was… it scared her. Especially since she'd been thinking with her heart lately. It screamed to be held by the dark-haired general and that confused Usagi to no end.
"Cat got your tongue?" Ranma asked gently. He placed Usagi back on the ground. He saw conflicting emotions in her wondrous blue eyes and wondered if he was the cause. He'd only kissed her because he had to physically erase the memory she created of her and Ryoga. While he knew Ryoga would probably never see Usagi like that, the thought still was wrong to him. Usagi should only kiss him. Him, and him alone.
"Please don't do that again." Usagi softly whispered. Ranma barely caught the quiet breath. Though Usagi, with all her might, enjoyed the sweet kisses from Ranma, she also didn't want to be forced or pushed into anything to quickly.
"I'm sorry." Ranma said. "But it's hard, you know. Not kissing you I mean." He released her slowly. "I know I'm tough and that I can be, uh, insensitive sometimes, but I promise not to ever truly hurt you. I'll protect you."
"Thank you." She said smiling brightly. Suddenly, the couple was interrupted by a very loud and rude voice echoing through the room.
"Ranma, report to the throne room immediately!" Beryl's voice sounded around. Usagi subconsciously moved closer to Ranma. Ranma grunted and moved away.
"Don't worry. She can't see into this room; it's protected." He lightly kissed her forehead and began to walk away.
"Hurry back!" Usagi shouted. Ranma grinned in an arrogant way before leaving the room. Usagi mentally chided herself for getting so deeply attached and involved with such a strange man.
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Ranma kneeled at the base of Beryl's throne. Endymion stood just slightly behind the dark chair, smirking. Beryl uncrossed her legs and stood, motioning for Ranma to do the same. He did so.
"Endymion informs me that you have yet to have made use of my gift." She said silkily. "Does she not please you?"
"Uh, yes she does, your majesty. I'm just, uh, taking my time with her."
"I don't like it." Beryl said. Ranma frowned. "People of power should have no remorse for such things. Also, I want her bedded. I plan to use her child to future my power. If you do not want to be the father, then Endymion will. You have a week." She turned to go to her own chambers. "You are excused."
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I know it's been a while, but its here right. Hope you guys enjoyed and 'When Blue Clashed With Blue' next part should be out soon too.
Lady Rinehart
Lady Rinehart
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Usagi woke up to a warm fuzzy feeling. She was mildly confused until the events of yesterday stormed through her mind. And the dream. She flushed, though in the darkness, you couldn't tell. She berated herself for thinking such things. She flopped over and breathed in the pillow's scent. She flopped over again when *his* smell invaded her space.
Her face was afire and her heart beat widely in her chest. She didn't like the way she was feeling. She didn't like the way *he* was making her fell. She rolled over again and then two arms wrapped around her.
"Keep still." A groggy voice whispered in her ear. She felt Ranma's bare chest pressed against her back. One of his legs lay between her's and his arms were tucked comfortably around her. She had an intake of breath.
"Ranma…" She stopped when a light snore reached her. She sighed again, and tried to sleep. That wasn't an easy task when she knew what her dreams were going to be about.
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Ranma grinned as the eerie red light basked Usagi in its glow. She looked absolutely magnificent. She had some how found her way into his arms last night--not that he minded. He was quite content to just hold the blond angel, but he knew she'd wake up.
He'd had a pleasant enough sleep. His dreams had been about her but he didn't blush. He'd enjoyed the dreams, even if that's all they were. He thought about what he'd have to do today. He'd have to train Usagi some. While she was surprisingly powerful, she didn't have enough control over that power. He ginned again.
"Morning sunshine." He whispered in her ear. The warm air tickled and she rolled over. Thinking it was still a dream, she pulled Ranma down some. Ranma was slightly shocked but enjoyed the way her fingers traveled across his chest and how her other hand ran through his hair. He decided he wanted to taste her. He leaned down.
Usagi didn't know why this dream felt so real; but then again she didn't really care. She wanted him, now. His lips pressed against her in a passion that woke Usagi up. She knew no dream was this blissful and she pushed against his chest. Ranma didn't seem to agree with her though and continued his assault on her mouth.
He now lay partially on top of her; one hand on her breast and another behind her head. His fingers trailed across her flesh cause Usagi to moan into his mouth. He pulled up for air. Glancing down at her he decided that she was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. Her eyes were glazed but she soon focused on him.
"How dare you…" She muttered, rage escaping each word. He kissed her again, this time for a shorter amount of time, before rolling off her. Usagi sat up and readjusted her shirt.
"You liked it as much as I did." Ranma said, running a hand through his hair. He was glad he'd cut the braid off now; her hands flowed through better with it gone.
She glared at him, but didn't deny the truth to his statement. She smiled suddenly and slid off the bed. She waked over to him and placed a hand on his bare chest. "I thought you didn't take advantages of girls?" She said quietly, in a seductive tone. Ranma grinned wolfishly.
"You're not such a girl." He said, wrapping his arm around her waist. "You're more woman than girl." He leaned down and kissed her softly, but with passion. "Trust me, okay?"
Usagi contemplated this for a moment. Until yesterday she'd thought anyone who worked for Beryl was scum, but Ranma sure didn't act like an evil henchmen. He was kind to her, but then again, thought he was rushing her a bit.
"Look buddy, I don't really mind the kissing, but keep the touching to a minimum." She replied. Ranma smiled.
"You know we'll have to pretend you're my sex slave right?" He asked. She nodded. "You need some training. I'll have to train you."
"Why?" She asked. Ranma had walked to a small machine that stood near his bed. He pressed a few buttons and a leather outfit appeared. "You'll have to wear this." He smiled. "You'll look great." She disappeared into his bathroom and came out minute later.
Usagi looked very uncomfortable. The pants were very tight and the two belts hung loosely at her side. The shirt was more like a bra. It had leather straps crossing around her shoulders and neck. She looked up at him.
"Like I said, great." He pulled on some leather pants and a black shirt. He handed her a black silk shirt. She put it around herself. After she was done she walked to the mirror.
"Don't you think it's a little revealing?" Usagi asked timidly. The silk shirt was small and tight. The top button was missing so there was nothing to cover her. Ranma walked around and stood behind her.
"No. For being a sex slave, you're wearing a lot. Plus," He said, slipping a hand down her arm, "you look great." Usagi shivered slightly. "Let's go. Ryoga and Minako will be waiting."
Ranma led her out into the hall. Usagi glanced around in wonder, for yesterday she had barely seen a thing. Ranma gave a small pull to her arm and they were off. The large corridors were no lighted so most of the light came through the windows. Ranma enjoyed the look the shadows made playing across Usagi. They stopped at a large set of double doors. Ranma wrapped a leather-clad hand around Usagi. They stepped through.
The room was massive. It appeared to be a training area of some kind. Many men and women stood, sat, and lay about to various things. Ranma glared at the men who were staring at Usagi. He tucked her closer and the men looked away. They walked through the area and came to a smaller set of double doors. Ranma again opened these.
This room was much smaller. It had various training equipment lying around. Usagi spotted the only occupants in the room, Ryoga and Minako. Ryoga sat at a table in the corner. Minako was admiring herself in one of the mirrors hung around the room. She, unlike Usagi, wasn't covered from head to toe. She wore a very short leather skirt and a strapping leather bra. A transparent lace shirt warped around her upper body. Minako giggled as she turned to greet Usagi.
"Usagi!" Minako squealed. "You look so cute!" Usagi fingered the loose belts and blushed.
"Yeah, real cute." Usagi muttered, looking over herself once again.
"Well, girls." Ryoga said, standing. He faced the pair as Ranma came up behind him. "Let's get started."
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"Agh! No, no. Look, try this." Ranma was having a difficult time. Usagi was a fast learner in the stances and movement he taught her, but she didn't seem to grasp putting them into action. It was hard for her to concentrate on the movement and trying to defend against other attacks. Ranma saw potential, but he also knew that Usagi had a long way to go before she'd be ready to help him in his plans.
"No!" Ranma shouted after Usagi, once again, mixed attacks up. Ranma wasn't a very patient teacher and Usagi wasn't a very happy learner. This was a bad combination. "Can't you do anything right?!"
"I'm trying!" Usagi muttered, getting off the ground from where she had fallen. She pushed a strand of hair out of her face. "Look, buddy. This is hard. I'm just starting out."
"Minako's just starting out and she's gotten farther today then you have!" He shouted. It was true; Ryoga had taught Minako many things and she learned them quickly. It almost seemed as though Minako was truly made for combat.
"Maybe it's the teacher." Usagi retorted. "Maybe Ryoga's a better guide than you. Maybe he's better than you. I bet he understands when someone messes up." Ranma made a small grunting noise signaling that he didn't care what she thought. "I even bet he's a better kisser than you! Probably better in b-"
Usagi train of speech was abruptly cut off as Ranma pushed her against the wall. Usagi gasped as his arms encircled her waist and picked her up off the ground. Ranma's eyes flashed dangerously as his lips pressed against her in a hard kiss. Usagi couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips.
Ranma almost immediately stopped the kiss as soon as she began to respond. He glared at her with a chill that could freeze a Marian fire. He pressed his lean body against her more, if it was possible.
"Do you still think he'd be a better kisser?" Ranma asked softly. His voice also came out huskily from the kiss. His eyes were still cold, but were also filled with a desire that only Usagi seemed to pull out of him.
It was difficult for Usagi to breathe. It seemed as though Ranma was mad, for what reason she was unsure. All she knew was there was no way Ryoga could be as passionate a kisser as Ranma. She's been kissed before, and in the same manner, but the emotion she felt from the young general made her weak in the knees and that made her mad also.
Usagi didn't like this feeling. She'd seen many women be treated as though they were nothing but toys that men used. She had a feeling that Ranma was not like that, but the thought that there was a possibility that he was… it scared her. Especially since she'd been thinking with her heart lately. It screamed to be held by the dark-haired general and that confused Usagi to no end.
"Cat got your tongue?" Ranma asked gently. He placed Usagi back on the ground. He saw conflicting emotions in her wondrous blue eyes and wondered if he was the cause. He'd only kissed her because he had to physically erase the memory she created of her and Ryoga. While he knew Ryoga would probably never see Usagi like that, the thought still was wrong to him. Usagi should only kiss him. Him, and him alone.
"Please don't do that again." Usagi softly whispered. Ranma barely caught the quiet breath. Though Usagi, with all her might, enjoyed the sweet kisses from Ranma, she also didn't want to be forced or pushed into anything to quickly.
"I'm sorry." Ranma said. "But it's hard, you know. Not kissing you I mean." He released her slowly. "I know I'm tough and that I can be, uh, insensitive sometimes, but I promise not to ever truly hurt you. I'll protect you."
"Thank you." She said smiling brightly. Suddenly, the couple was interrupted by a very loud and rude voice echoing through the room.
"Ranma, report to the throne room immediately!" Beryl's voice sounded around. Usagi subconsciously moved closer to Ranma. Ranma grunted and moved away.
"Don't worry. She can't see into this room; it's protected." He lightly kissed her forehead and began to walk away.
"Hurry back!" Usagi shouted. Ranma grinned in an arrogant way before leaving the room. Usagi mentally chided herself for getting so deeply attached and involved with such a strange man.
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Ranma kneeled at the base of Beryl's throne. Endymion stood just slightly behind the dark chair, smirking. Beryl uncrossed her legs and stood, motioning for Ranma to do the same. He did so.
"Endymion informs me that you have yet to have made use of my gift." She said silkily. "Does she not please you?"
"Uh, yes she does, your majesty. I'm just, uh, taking my time with her."
"I don't like it." Beryl said. Ranma frowned. "People of power should have no remorse for such things. Also, I want her bedded. I plan to use her child to future my power. If you do not want to be the father, then Endymion will. You have a week." She turned to go to her own chambers. "You are excused."
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I know it's been a while, but its here right. Hope you guys enjoyed and 'When Blue Clashed With Blue' next part should be out soon too.
Lady Rinehart