Warning:
There are bits of lime-y fresh goodness throughout, but nothing too lemony.
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Hello Mother!
Ch.2. Here I am, at...
It was, in many ways, a typical morning. The sounds of daily combat could be heard in many homes, as reluctant salarymen and school children struggled against the injustice of a calendar system that would allow such horrid things as Monday mornings to exist. But, as in most places, it was the diligent job of all local housewives to ensure that these moody, noisy objects leave their houses in time, to keep the local schools and businesses afloat in grumbling busybodies. This too was duty, a chore to be endured along with the more pleasant ones of a life that included such things as soaps, endless gossip and hope-filled matchmaking. In its' familiarity and habit, it was both a comfort and a strangeness to Nodoka. It was an almost terrifying thought for someone who had barely returned to a home that she had briefly considered lost to her forever. This gloomy feeling was put aside, as the breakfast she was currently cooking provided a temporary boost of pride to hide her current nervousness. Duty and honor would be satisfied when they all ate a meal together again. And maybe, if she was good enough, and got their approval, they would even be a real family again!
Strangely early, Ranma woke from a troubled night's sleep. In his muddled mind, an uncommon feeling of apprehension stirred. He knew he was forgetting something important, but he wasn't quite sure what. All his homework was done, and there were no tests today at school, right? It was also his turn to take a lunch to school today, so that wasn't it either. Speaking of food... "Yo, pop's! Something sure smells good out there! Whatta ya up to?"
"Ranma-dear, your father is still sleeping in our room. I'm afraid I kept him up until very late last night. Or would it count as early morning by then? No matter, the poor dear just didn't get much sleep, so I let him rest in a little, just for today. But breakfast is almost ready, so I'll go get him so we can have our first meal together again!" Replied a much too happy and youthful voice. "We'll be one big happy family again in no time!"
Half asleep still, Ranma replied with a less than heartfelt "Err... sure, mom." Wait a sec... Mom? Is that who and what that was? "M-mother? Is that really you? I thought that..."
Meanwhile, across the hall, a slightly overweight, middle-aged man was getting a rather enthusiastic wake-up call, courtesy of his loving wife. " Uhm... Jus'aannothar fi'minnnnnnuss sleep, looooovvv... Hmm, please stop that... Hey, thaaaa ticklesssss! Dear, wha'f Ranma hearss? Ahh, that feels grr... Alright, enough! Ah m'awake enough already!" So saying, Genma blearily opened his eyes to witness a scene that would have gathered both the envy and immediate wrath of his old master. Unfortunately for his current bedroom companion, that particular thought was a very unpleasant one for Genma's troubled soul. So with deeply ingrained reflexes born out of a lifetime of rigorous martial arts training under a cruel and merciless master, Genma quickly clutched his bed sheets back, and screamed in terror like a little girl. Sadly for him, this meant that he was clearly heard by his son.
Ranma was still unclear about a lot of the previous night's events, but he had already made up his mind that today's seemed about to get much worse. He knew that whatever really happened last night, it was probably his old man's fault. Again. Another scheme gone sour, and nobody but him to clear it up. What was it? Something about the old man getting re-married, and his mother showing up at the wedding? Whatever it was, it was bad enough to make him slightly nauseous just trying to think about it. Getting to the room the scream had come from, he realized it was much worse than he had first thought, as he saw his father struggling with a half- naked girl tangled with him in his bed. With a very brief apology to the girl, and one loud resounding ka-pow!, a beet-red Ranma quickly stumbled out of the room, dragging his underdressed and now unconscious father out with him.
A few minutes later, a somber, yet more decently clad girl came out of the room to notice two angry male faces looking at her.
"All right, before anyone else does anything else! Just tell us, who are you, and what are you doing here?"
"Huh? Don't you recognize me? I live here too. I'm... Oh wait, I never got around to explaining anything last night! No wonder you two were acting confused! I'm Nodoka Saotome, mother of one Ranma Saotome, and dutiful wife of Genma Saotome. However, I can see you don't believe me. If one of you would get me some hot and cold water, I'll prove it."
After exchanging a brief look of incredulity and doubt, it was quickly decided that Genma would be the one to get the water. Mainly because Ranma didn't trust leaving his father alone to take advantage of what was obviously a poor love-smitten girl, and because Genma was too afraid of what that sex-crazed teenage temptress might try to do to him if the two of them were left alone for too long.
Genma's respite was brief, however, as it quickly became apparent to someone that today's breakfast would require swift female attention if it were to remain edible. With an "Eep! Our breakfast!" the girl left towards the kitchen in a flash of red hair, only to collide at the door with her dear husband, who had been carrying the requested water. In this confusion, Genma managed not to spill the glass of cold water he was carrying, but he still shattered the tea-cup. Fortunately for both of them, as it fell and broke against the floor all its contents spilled off to beside them, keeping them from being scalded by the hot liquid. It did not keep them from being scolded by Ranma as he wandered in after the runaway girl, just to witness his father and that same girl tangled in a very compromising position on the floor.
"I don't believe you two! I turn around for a minute, and you are all over each other, again! Can'tcha wait till yer alone ta do that? On second thought, forget I said that! Old man, I know you've been alone for a while, but she's just too young for ya! You really should find someone your own age to be with! The same goes to you! I really don't know what you can possibly see in him, but whatever it is, forget it. He's just using you, and when he gets bored, he'll just dump ya and you will be miserable. Just end it now, it will hurt much less in the long run."
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(Break-time! Get your drinks and snacks now, before we return to the story.) Official Disclaimer:
1. As you should no doubt know by now, the characters and situations used are not mine. They belong to someone else. It is not my intent to make a profit out of this at all. (If you feel strangely compelled to give me your money anyway, e-mail me privately, and I'll arrange to make something ORIGINAL for you to pay me for. Just don't do it for anything like this, or we're liable to end in legal trouble for it.)
2. Given the emphasis on Nodoka, some amount of suggestive material may be present throughout this fic. Be prepared to wander into Lime territory. If this type of material offends you, I apologize, and fully expect you to delete it from your inbox upon receipt.
As usual C&C is Good, Flames are Bad, and Lobster is really expensive!
Now, back to the story:
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Hello Mother!
Ch.2. Here I am, at...
It was, in many ways, a typical morning. The sounds of daily combat could be heard in many homes, as reluctant salarymen and school children struggled against the injustice of a calendar system that would allow such horrid things as Monday mornings to exist. But, as in most places, it was the diligent job of all local housewives to ensure that these moody, noisy objects leave their houses in time, to keep the local schools and businesses afloat in grumbling busybodies. This too was duty, a chore to be endured along with the more pleasant ones of a life that included such things as soaps, endless gossip and hope-filled matchmaking. In its' familiarity and habit, it was both a comfort and a strangeness to Nodoka. It was an almost terrifying thought for someone who had barely returned to a home that she had briefly considered lost to her forever. This gloomy feeling was put aside, as the breakfast she was currently cooking provided a temporary boost of pride to hide her current nervousness. Duty and honor would be satisfied when they all ate a meal together again. And maybe, if she was good enough, and got their approval, they would even be a real family again!
Strangely early, Ranma woke from a troubled night's sleep. In his muddled mind, an uncommon feeling of apprehension stirred. He knew he was forgetting something important, but he wasn't quite sure what. All his homework was done, and there were no tests today at school, right? It was also his turn to take a lunch to school today, so that wasn't it either. Speaking of food... "Yo, pop's! Something sure smells good out there! Whatta ya up to?"
"Ranma-dear, your father is still sleeping in our room. I'm afraid I kept him up until very late last night. Or would it count as early morning by then? No matter, the poor dear just didn't get much sleep, so I let him rest in a little, just for today. But breakfast is almost ready, so I'll go get him so we can have our first meal together again!" Replied a much too happy and youthful voice. "We'll be one big happy family again in no time!"
Half asleep still, Ranma replied with a less than heartfelt "Err... sure, mom." Wait a sec... Mom? Is that who and what that was? "M-mother? Is that really you? I thought that..."
Meanwhile, across the hall, a slightly overweight, middle-aged man was getting a rather enthusiastic wake-up call, courtesy of his loving wife. " Uhm... Jus'aannothar fi'minnnnnnuss sleep, looooovvv... Hmm, please stop that... Hey, thaaaa ticklesssss! Dear, wha'f Ranma hearss? Ahh, that feels grr... Alright, enough! Ah m'awake enough already!" So saying, Genma blearily opened his eyes to witness a scene that would have gathered both the envy and immediate wrath of his old master. Unfortunately for his current bedroom companion, that particular thought was a very unpleasant one for Genma's troubled soul. So with deeply ingrained reflexes born out of a lifetime of rigorous martial arts training under a cruel and merciless master, Genma quickly clutched his bed sheets back, and screamed in terror like a little girl. Sadly for him, this meant that he was clearly heard by his son.
Ranma was still unclear about a lot of the previous night's events, but he had already made up his mind that today's seemed about to get much worse. He knew that whatever really happened last night, it was probably his old man's fault. Again. Another scheme gone sour, and nobody but him to clear it up. What was it? Something about the old man getting re-married, and his mother showing up at the wedding? Whatever it was, it was bad enough to make him slightly nauseous just trying to think about it. Getting to the room the scream had come from, he realized it was much worse than he had first thought, as he saw his father struggling with a half- naked girl tangled with him in his bed. With a very brief apology to the girl, and one loud resounding ka-pow!, a beet-red Ranma quickly stumbled out of the room, dragging his underdressed and now unconscious father out with him.
A few minutes later, a somber, yet more decently clad girl came out of the room to notice two angry male faces looking at her.
"All right, before anyone else does anything else! Just tell us, who are you, and what are you doing here?"
"Huh? Don't you recognize me? I live here too. I'm... Oh wait, I never got around to explaining anything last night! No wonder you two were acting confused! I'm Nodoka Saotome, mother of one Ranma Saotome, and dutiful wife of Genma Saotome. However, I can see you don't believe me. If one of you would get me some hot and cold water, I'll prove it."
After exchanging a brief look of incredulity and doubt, it was quickly decided that Genma would be the one to get the water. Mainly because Ranma didn't trust leaving his father alone to take advantage of what was obviously a poor love-smitten girl, and because Genma was too afraid of what that sex-crazed teenage temptress might try to do to him if the two of them were left alone for too long.
Genma's respite was brief, however, as it quickly became apparent to someone that today's breakfast would require swift female attention if it were to remain edible. With an "Eep! Our breakfast!" the girl left towards the kitchen in a flash of red hair, only to collide at the door with her dear husband, who had been carrying the requested water. In this confusion, Genma managed not to spill the glass of cold water he was carrying, but he still shattered the tea-cup. Fortunately for both of them, as it fell and broke against the floor all its contents spilled off to beside them, keeping them from being scalded by the hot liquid. It did not keep them from being scolded by Ranma as he wandered in after the runaway girl, just to witness his father and that same girl tangled in a very compromising position on the floor.
"I don't believe you two! I turn around for a minute, and you are all over each other, again! Can'tcha wait till yer alone ta do that? On second thought, forget I said that! Old man, I know you've been alone for a while, but she's just too young for ya! You really should find someone your own age to be with! The same goes to you! I really don't know what you can possibly see in him, but whatever it is, forget it. He's just using you, and when he gets bored, he'll just dump ya and you will be miserable. Just end it now, it will hurt much less in the long run."
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(Break-time! Get your drinks and snacks now, before we return to the story.) Official Disclaimer:
1. As you should no doubt know by now, the characters and situations used are not mine. They belong to someone else. It is not my intent to make a profit out of this at all. (If you feel strangely compelled to give me your money anyway, e-mail me privately, and I'll arrange to make something ORIGINAL for you to pay me for. Just don't do it for anything like this, or we're liable to end in legal trouble for it.)
2. Given the emphasis on Nodoka, some amount of suggestive material may be present throughout this fic. Be prepared to wander into Lime territory. If this type of material offends you, I apologize, and fully expect you to delete it from your inbox upon receipt.
As usual C&C is Good, Flames are Bad, and Lobster is really expensive!
Now, back to the story:
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