Chapter 7

Nodoka had been somewhat mollified by the alienness of the young Hibiki as he had bowed to his queen and subsequently taken her into her arms. Seeing her daughter in such powerful arms would normally have set her off ranting about grandchildren and the like for about an hour or so.

This time something more precious than even that had surfaced. And she didn't know how to handle it properly. It was a beatiful sight though. The affection with which he cradled her most precious daughter reminded her of things that were more right than wrong... 'Genma why'd you have to be such a bastard!'

However no one was there to brush away here tears.

Awakening seeing the warmth of a puppy is something that most people would come to cherish any hour of the day. But awakening to a male human equivalent was to Ranko sickening. Lookig at him and experiencing the wamth of his embrace this would probably kill him if she said no...

Ryouga was acting on impulses he never knew he had. This had at some point voluntarily transcended the utter appreaciation of beauty and made him her servant.

Even now he was revising his dialogue...

Even though most of the things coming out of his mouth was more applicable to any Shoujo manga piece of writ nearby Ryouga pulled it off with flair. Even sweatdropping heavily Ranko could barely hold off the blushing coming on strong. She was even unable to draw on her Kuno bashing reserves.

Meaning one thing and one thing alone... Ryouga had somehow seduced the part of her mind that had swayed far too much south of the border. There was only one way out of this alive though!

Nodoka not expecting things too go so far was blushing beyond what would have been deemed proper for the first time in nearly two decades. Seeing her daughter equally smooth on the take was a bit too much for the poor not old at all lady.

She fainted.

(Once more the authour is bathing in his tub of razor blades... Unpure thoughts you know.)

Genma Saotome was quite familiar with the human anatomy and was taking appropriate measures of caution while tiptoeing up the stairs to the elder Tendo daughter's room.

Even though the events had played out in a most unsavoury manner he could still lie about holding onto his pride. The moment was just a bit too tasty not too bite in as deep as he had done. That was he was going to tell her anyway.

Slipping out of the Umi-senken he breathed out the full breadth of air he till now had kept in. It had been an easy job of getting to her door. It was even more practical that he could see outlines of a reading light illuminating the walls of said room.

Moving in without a sound he gently tapped her on her right shoulder. The quite mundane pink negligé she was in meant nothing to him luckily enough. Or so he would have hoped for.

"It used to be my mothers. Father gave it too her on their first night."

Quickly quenching what ever words that had been thraetening to burst forth he staggered. It would have been worse if not for Kasumi supporting him. "Thanks..."

Actually this was much worse. She was clasping his much bigger calloused hands by their fingertips. The gesture didn't hold any meaning for her but the exertion did.

Biting in the pain stinging deep within his stomach he still had to awaken the Saotome betrayer and lifegiver he could but grin painfully.

"Saotome- sama will you sit down please?" She wasn't really asking the question as making her intent known, however innocent it was now...

Bucknling knees lend very little credibility to old men experienncing what they have long been without. "KA- Ka- Kasumi! I can stand!"

Being pushed onto the bed by tthe cutely grumbling Kasumi he managed to sit upright before jolting up standing straight.

Not without bumping into the table though.

TWOCK!

This time he didn't have enough strength too stay upright and silent. The copromise led him to sit stoically.

Or as stoically as you can get with a nineteen year old beaty tending to your soreness both visible and kept within. There were some parts of Genma Saotome that were stronger than ever as a result of events prior and those would get stronger by the events taking place.

Shaking his head at his mind taking turns into the forbidden forest once more he is not ready to enter the world of tears and hidden insecurities.

Apparently he had taken more time being an unperceptive ass than he thought as he saw the tear wettened fabric glistening in the wamth of the bedroom light one once more.

"Thank you Genma-kun!"

(Once more the authour is bathing in his tub of razor blades... Unpure thoughts you know.)

Xian Pu had a very boring time ahead of her. She was on a boat. A boat with perverted sailors. It was something that tugged at her. What can you do with perverted sailors?

The sailors probably would have done somthing else than cower in fear as she laid her eyes upon them if it weren't for all of them having lived through her qualification rounds.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The froth lining the edges of the boat moving in the waves held a different meaning for this both...

Ranma was troubled. He even had problems sleeping. The girl that he had been engaged to hadn't uttered any complaints what so ever. She had even gone so far as to smile at him at times. It had put worries into the already strained mind of one Ranma Saotome.

Thinking of how she had smiled after that very brief announcement from Mr Tendo he had been unable to voice these hesitations. He had infact figured out that he had been holding them back.

That was to much. When he had spoken of these thoughts to his old man he hadn't been his confident old self either. 'What is this?' Ranma didn't like these, feelings.

Tucking himself in deeper into the futon he forced the thoughts out of his mind by thinkning of the colour of the day. 'Beige. Nothing else...! Where?' At that he did fall asleep, thinking of oh so coloured something something..