Ranma the Amorous Over-sexed Nympho
Ranma breathed audibly, with each breath his impressive aura pulsed like a living entity. Ukyo scooted back on her hands, fearfully in awe of the perverted power Ranma was displaying. Her mind looping over the terrible fact, that Onna-Ranma was already bad enough, and she didn't even seem this overbearing before. Now the living embodiment of perversion known as Ranma had a penis to play with..
Happosai was in tears of utter joy; it was all he could ever hope for and more. He could feel the see of power that swirled around Ranma like a raging tempest, the pigtailed boy being he eye of the hurricane.
Happosai cautiously approached the imposing figure of Ranma, who seemed to be fighting to gain back control of his aura, "So, how do you feel, M'Boy?" Ranma turned to the voice, the look on his face causing Happosai to pause and step back. The inhuman power that was visible in his eyes was like duel blood phantoms that caused any to look into them to be sucked into them by the soul.
Ranma finally replied, his hands flexing in rhythm with his breathing and pulsating aura, "WoMeNNnn?" Ukyo face faulted, so soon after gaining her footing to run, while Happosai's heart went aflutter. Ranma was now powerful, a great martial artist, and dumb as a brick; the perfect clay to mold into his image.
Happosai chuckled, "Yes, more women than you can imagine. Under me, student, you'll have all the women you can possibly..." Happosai stopped talking when he heard Ukyo's screaming, and noticed that Ranma was no longer in front of him.
"WOOOMMMENNNNNNN!!!!!" Ranma cried out, diving at the grounded Ukyo. The Girl-dressed-guy screamed in utter terror, then closed her eyes in preparation for whatever vulgar, demeaning, and horrendous things the crazed pigtailed martial artist would do to her.
She whimpered as her clothes were shredded off, felt her breast bindings rendered into confetti, her...
"Are you okay? I'm sorry for your spill. Such a beauty should never meet the ground, they should float upon clouds of flowers and worshiped as only the stars could be."
Her imagination was running off with her.
Ukyo opened her eyes, and blinked, and then turned slowly towards Ranma. The girl let out a gasp at the sight of Ranma. His well roguish face framed by in wildish hair. His eyes barely dangling over his slate blue eyes that shown like spotlights with concern for her well-being. The outfit he usually wore now made him seem exotic and dashing. His smile, such lovely smile filled with such warmth that comforted her like only the feeling of his arms wrapped around her could. His hand was held out to assist her off the ground, and he sat patiently for her.
"Uh... Ranma?" Ukyo ventured, albeit nervously.
"Ukyo, how could I ever had thought such loveliness to be a boy? I was a fool far beyond fools to not have noticed. Please, take this meager token of my affections." Ranma handed a freshly picked flower to the young girl.
Happosai sat blinking at the scene in total surprise. Finally he got his voice back, at whisper level, "Damn, he's smooth."
"Um.. th-thank you..." Ukyo stuttered, growing flushed at the compliments, and Ranma's very presence. Every second he was near her, she found him more and more irresistible.
"If there was a way I could truly show you the feelings you bring out in me," Ukyo was in such a daze, she didn't even notice him pulling her to her feet, "Kami, you're beautiful."
Ukyo's eyes almost rolled into the back of her head, when Ranma's arms encircled her, the feeling he was radiating was simply rapturous, a power that totally dominated her, and she was totally unwilling to fight it.
Ranma's expression changed once Ukyo was in full swoon to one of complete lecherousness. He turned Ukyo around in his arms so her back was against his chest, allowing his hands to easily work on opening her outfit while keeping her close to him.
"HEY STUDENT! You have some learning to do!" Happosai interrupted Ranma by conking him on the head with his pipe, "There will be plenty of time for that later."
Ranma, distracted, let go of Ukyo, who tumbled almost comatose to the ground, "WOooMmmMeEnnnNn?" The wild, stupefied look was back on his face
"Soon enough, you must have patience..."
"WOOOOMMMMEEEENNNNN!!!!" Ranma roared, and then took a massive leap onto the rooftops.
From a distance, Cologne cursed, and then pursued the nearly mindless pigtailed boy. Ancestors forbid if he was ever to find cold water. Or as the curse usually worked, cold water found him.
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"We're home, Akane," Kasumi urged her youngest sister into the doorway. Akane looked around, placid. The eldest Tendou daughter was a bit worried now, Akane hadn't said a word since they had left the nice psychiatrist's office, but presumed that it was how people usually acted after seeing one.
"Here ya go, sis, how about we take you to your room so you can rest?" Nabiki urged her younger sister up the stairs. She knew that this wasn't how they usually acted after seeing a head shrink. She hoped that it was just due to traumatic deprogramming.
Akane was ushered through her door, and lead to her bed. Finding herself in familiar surroundings, Akane slowly sat onto the bed, and then curled into fetal position.
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Cologne swore in Chinese, as she threw her staff towards one of the higher rooftops, striking a shingle and sending it falling towards Ranma. The shingle wasn't meant to hit the boy, but to divert the path of cold water from a loose water hose. She caught her cane while on the run, grumbling about the amount of 'incidents' with cold water that were almost too close to call. Ranma's curse was working overtime in with a serious mad on. With all the interruptions, she was finding it difficult to keep up with the pigtailed boy, and at this rate, she wouldn't be able to remove that cursed hairpin.
"WooMEenN?" Ranma enquired, looking around for prey. His crimson glowing eyes flared a bit brighter when he saw a target, "WOoOoooOMMeeENNNN!"
The Furinkan girls' track team was jogging down the way, finding their path blocked by a certain pigtailed martial artist that turned into the ultimate level of perversion. Knowing Ranma, all twelve girls started backing away cautiously.
"Hello ladies, I couldn't help but notice your practice, and hoped that I may be able to give you a few pointers on how to improve your stride?"
The girls stopped backing away to a safe distance to dash away, a bit confused.
"Wha?" one girl attempted to enquire.
"I don't mean to insult you, in fact your obviously natural talent in the sport of the field shows with every graceful step all of you make..."
Half the girls were already swooning at the boy's proper and respectful compliments, and his aura that filled them with such desire. The other half was slowly making their way there.
"I mean, I know it's kinda vain for me to think I can improve on your perfection, but I only wish to that I can be of some assistance." Ranma subtlety wrapped his arms around the waists of two girls from behind, his hands kneading the thighs of their legs. Most the girls now were in full giggles.
"You tell em, Ranma my boy! There's always room for improvement!" One of the track members screamed, totally ruining the mood. The girls, including the two Ranma was cradling, scattered at the sight of the old man.
"WOOOOOOMMMMMENNNNNN!!!!!!" Ranma bellowed, frustrated that his latest attempt for conquest was interrupted again. Just then a fire hydrant broke, shooting a jet of water at the pigtailed boy.
Cologne bounded in front of Ranma; twirling her staff fast enough to form a barrier that wouldn't let the water pass through. She suddenly felt herself jerked from the path of the stream, and almost falling into utter terror that Ranma may not have gotten out of the way in time to keep from getting doused.
"Are you okay, Cologne-san? You can't realize how relieved I am at your well-being."
The matriarch blinked, and looked up to find herself cradled in Ranma's arms. Ranma landed on a nearby roof, and set the old woman down, "That was hardly necessary, son-in-law."
"But I couldn't allow such a beautiful woman of full bloom come to any harm. What type of guy would I be?" Ranma knelt down to meet Cologne at eye level, "I would be one unworthy of your notice, and I couldn't bear that."
"Son-in-law, that's very nice of you to say, and, they are kind words, and..." Cologne was having a hard time gathering her thoughts. She was looking directly into Ranma's stormy sea blue eyes, and found herself hopelessly drowning. She hadn't felt this young in ages, and the torrential emotions swirling within her threatened to overtake her.
"Please, words would only hinder this moment, let me... properly... accept your gratitude, and allow me to express my concern for you, dear Cologne-san." Cologne didn't even realize she had been lowered onto the warm shingled roof.
"No, must... hairpin..." Cologne mumbled, slowly falling into a pink, warming, and all consuming haze.
"NO! BAD RANMA!!!!" Happosai came to the rescue, attempting to forcibly remove Ranma from the top of the matriarch. He wasn't successful in the way he preferred, as Ranma turned quickly towards the old man, and flared his aura. Happosai was sent through a chimney, and left dazed.
Cologne sat up, noticing that Ranma was nowhere in sight. She cursed herself for her temporarily weakness in will, and readjusted the bra that Ranma had said she looked so young in. Once she was appropriate, the ancient Amazon set again to hunt down the pigtailed boy.
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"Oh my, is Akane supposed to be this subdued?" Kasumi enquired, standing guard to her youngest sister's door.
"How should I know?" Nabiki snapped, then gave an apologetic look to her older sister for the outburst. Truth be told, Akane was beginning to unnerve her. Response was minimum at best, and now although she was asleep, she barely responded to any stimuli.
"I just hope we did the right thing, Akane was just acting too improper. I think mother would condone what we did."
"Yeah, I'm sure she would," Nabiki replied, currently in her own thoughts, "I'm gonna go out, you okay watching over Akane by herself?"
"I'll be fine, she's asleep right now, so I'll just go finish up dinner."
Nabiki walked downstairs, and then prepared to go outside.
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"Really, I don't mind. Just being in the presence of your radiance is reward enough."
"My, you're such a charming young man, I have a son about your age who I hope is as mannerful as you."
Ranma shifted the bag of groceries, "I think it's important to be respectful to people, especially lovely women such as yourself," Ranma none-too discreetly rubbed against the auburn haired woman.
"Um, that's not proper for a young man to be so... close to a married woman," the older lady put a couple of feet between them, while blushing furiously. She was still very beautiful, she knew, but to have such an attractive young man flirting with her so openly.
"I can't help it, just something about you makes me feel like we're just fated to be tied together."
"It, it's funny," the matronly woman replied, idly shifting the long bundle in her arms for additional comfort, "I think... I feel it too..."
"Ranma! Ranma get out here! You have some learning to do!"
"Oh, I'm afraid I need to cut this short, I'll see you another time, since fate seems to destine us to each other." Ranma gave the groceries back to the lady, and then took off.
The woman watched as the young man ran off into the distance, and watched impressed as he bounded for a roof, "My, what a manly young man. I hope my Ranma is just as manly!"
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Akane opened her eyes, and then sat up. She found herself needing comfort from the terrors she was recently inflicted with. Unfortunately, none of her family was capable of providing what she needed.
"Ranma, where are you?" the raven-haired girl whimpered, before laying back down into fetal position, closing her eyes and attempting to will the evils around her away.
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"GET OUT!!!"
"LETCH!!!!"
"YOU PERVERT!!!!"
"WoOmmmMeeeEEnN," Ranma cried out from his perch to the window on the girl's side of a public bathhouse. Buckets and bars of soap bounced off him, going unnoticed as he ogled the women before him.
"Alright, kid, get down from there." Ranma turned to the feminine voice, and saw a lady officer standing there, looking unamused at his peeping tom impression.
"WOOOOMMMMEEEENNNNNN!!!!!!" Ranma became a blur before the woman's eyes. Startled, she went for her club.
"I apologize for any disturbance I caused, I guess my young hormones got away with me."
"I suppose they did," the lady officer replied, a slight smirk on her face, "still doesn't excuse you. I think you're gonna come with me so we can get a hold of your parents."
"By all means, I wouldn't mind your company in the least," the pigtailed boy replied, seeming to glide up to the woman, surprising her when she suddenly noticed how close he was.
"Are you trying to seduce an officer of the law, young man?" the slightly taller woman adjusted her glasses, the boy was so adorable trying to come onto her.
"I would never dream!" Ranma seemed shocked at the implication, "I just wouldn't mind if we were to, you know, talk, on our way."
"Well, I guess we can talk to pass the time." The woman's eyes trailed Ranma as he walked a slow circle around her. She jumped slightly when Ranma place his hands on her hips from behind, and stood on his toes to put his chin on her left shoulder. He gave a slight push to her, to get her to start moving.
"Good, we can start with your name," Ranma said warmly, his hands moving to intercept each other and entwine their fingers over the lower part of her stomach.
"Hayashi, Hayashi Yuko," the lady replied honestly, somehow finding her thoughts considering how little her boyfriend's done for her needs lately.
"Yuko-chan, have you been told lately how beautiful you are?"
"No, I can't say I've heard it too recently," Yuko closed her eye and started pressing her behind against the boy's waist, her current boyfriend had just been reevaluated.
"That's a tragedy," Ranma replied with a whisper, his hands carefully working to unbuckle the woman's belt on her skirt. She moaned, and leaned her had against the side of Ranma's head.
"HOLD IT, RANMA!" The pigtailed boy quickly responded by pulling the officer out of the way of several spatulas that imbedded the concrete where he himself had been standing, "I won't let you seduce any poor woman!"
"Ukyo!" Ranma leapt to intercept the female martial artist.
"I don't mind... really," whimpered Ms Hayashi. She sighed in frustration, and decided to cut her beat and give a call to her boyfriend, Jin. He was going to take care of her this time, no excuses. She didn't care if he was hanging out with those four other friends of his, he was her boyfriend, and any straight man should be more than proud to have a gorgeous woman as herself as a girlfriend. It was time for him to show is appreciation.
Ranma weaved between several more thrown spatulas in mid air, and then ducked around Ukyo's swing of her battle spatula. Ukyo gasped when, while still in the air, Ranma got into her guard. Her gasp was cut off, as Ranma attempted to inhale the breath from the cute girl.
Ranma landed on the roof, holding Ukyo's large weapon in his left hand, and Ukyo cradled in his right arm. The kiss went on for several moments, before Ranma broke it. Ukyo whimpered, and tried to bring her lips back to Ranma's. Ranma kept them just out of distance, and smiled warmly at the slightly concerned and upset look in the girl's eyes. Ranma gently laid her down, and resumed kissing, beginning to once again strip Ukyo of her clothing, while the girl in question assisted.
Ranma's martial senses blazed, as he pulled his head away in time to evade Cologne's grasp. The old Amazon was impressed that Ranma even managed to sense her, but landed facing the couple, "That hairpin, son-in-law, I will take it."
"Why would you want the hairpin? I can offer you much more," Ranma said smoothly, while sliding off the now extremely agitated Ukyo, "Cologne-san, how long has it been?"
"Far too long," Cologne mumbled, before she caught herself. She had to be firm and brace herself for Ranma's powerful aura, and she would succeed now that she was prepared for it.
"You old bat! Why did you have to go and ruin my free show?!" Happosai stated in an irritated tone.
"You stay out of this, it's all your fault anyhow!" Cologne shouted back at the ancient pervert.
"So what if it is? I like the new and improved Ranma! Every girl should have their own!"
"Yeah, too bad no body has one right now!" Ukyo said angrily, holding her uniform together with one hand, while pointing to Ranma running off in the distance.
"WoOoMmmMeEeeen," Ranma moaned out, looking for another suitable target. Cologne cursed, taking off after the spry young man, Ukyo and Happosai quickly following behind her.
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Nabiki was deep in thought, she was sure now Akane would not be an issue; she was now free to commence removing Ranma from their lives. It wouldn't be too difficult now, for once she had proven to her father that none of his daughters were interested in him, and in fact even feared him, he and his freeloading old man would be out cold on the streets faster than they could blink. Nabiki loved scheming.
"WoooMennnnNn!"
Startled, Nabiki turned to the cry, and saw nothing. Turning back around, she jumped at the sight of Ranma directly in her path, "Nabiki..."
"What do you want, Saotome?" her face was neutral; though she had to fight down the smile over the fact she now had the upper hand.
"I... just wanted to apologize, I know we got off on the wrong foot. And I really don't want you to be so mad at me."
Nabiki raised an eyebrow, "Oh, and you think groveling's going to get back into my favor? I've obviously given you more credit when it came to keeping your pride than deserved."
"Please, Nabiki, I don't want to fight with you anymore. I'm your fiancée, I just don't want to hurt you anymore."
"You haven't decided on a fiancée yet, and you won't be for long anyway," Nabiki stated, though her voice now lacked the conviction needed for the statement to stick. Maybe she was a bit hasty in wanting to get rid of Ranma.
"It's not good to be so mad and untrusting," Ranma said his face less than a few inches from Nabiki's; it took all the will of the middle Tendou daughter not to jump when she noticed Ranma so close.
"W-w-what are y-you doing in my..." Nabiki gulped, "...my personal space?"
"Trying to get to know you better," Ranma stated matter of factly, before leaning in and capturing Nabiki's lips. The girl quickly succumbed to the kiss, and Ranma went to work of relieving her of the suffocating clothing Nabiki was wearing.
Cologne dove down, focused on the hairpin in Ranma's hair. Soon this nightmare will be over, and she could commence with slaughtering Happosai and leaving his carcass in the middle of Furinkan market as an example.
::SPLASH!::
"Alright now, student, I think it's time you cooled off!"
Cologne overshot Ranma, the height difference throwing her aim off. She landed, swearing loudly in Mandarin, the name 'Happosai' was consistently repeated.
The redhead looked up at Nabiki, the other girl blinking the water from her face, "Ranma?"
"EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK!!!!!!!! PERVERT!!!!!!" Ranma pushed Nabiki to the ground, and then bounded for the rooftops in total fright.
"Well, that was unexpected," Cologne stated. Nabiki, Happosai, and Ukyo all nodded in agreement.
Ranma breathed audibly, with each breath his impressive aura pulsed like a living entity. Ukyo scooted back on her hands, fearfully in awe of the perverted power Ranma was displaying. Her mind looping over the terrible fact, that Onna-Ranma was already bad enough, and she didn't even seem this overbearing before. Now the living embodiment of perversion known as Ranma had a penis to play with..
Happosai was in tears of utter joy; it was all he could ever hope for and more. He could feel the see of power that swirled around Ranma like a raging tempest, the pigtailed boy being he eye of the hurricane.
Happosai cautiously approached the imposing figure of Ranma, who seemed to be fighting to gain back control of his aura, "So, how do you feel, M'Boy?" Ranma turned to the voice, the look on his face causing Happosai to pause and step back. The inhuman power that was visible in his eyes was like duel blood phantoms that caused any to look into them to be sucked into them by the soul.
Ranma finally replied, his hands flexing in rhythm with his breathing and pulsating aura, "WoMeNNnn?" Ukyo face faulted, so soon after gaining her footing to run, while Happosai's heart went aflutter. Ranma was now powerful, a great martial artist, and dumb as a brick; the perfect clay to mold into his image.
Happosai chuckled, "Yes, more women than you can imagine. Under me, student, you'll have all the women you can possibly..." Happosai stopped talking when he heard Ukyo's screaming, and noticed that Ranma was no longer in front of him.
"WOOOMMMENNNNNNN!!!!!" Ranma cried out, diving at the grounded Ukyo. The Girl-dressed-guy screamed in utter terror, then closed her eyes in preparation for whatever vulgar, demeaning, and horrendous things the crazed pigtailed martial artist would do to her.
She whimpered as her clothes were shredded off, felt her breast bindings rendered into confetti, her...
"Are you okay? I'm sorry for your spill. Such a beauty should never meet the ground, they should float upon clouds of flowers and worshiped as only the stars could be."
Her imagination was running off with her.
Ukyo opened her eyes, and blinked, and then turned slowly towards Ranma. The girl let out a gasp at the sight of Ranma. His well roguish face framed by in wildish hair. His eyes barely dangling over his slate blue eyes that shown like spotlights with concern for her well-being. The outfit he usually wore now made him seem exotic and dashing. His smile, such lovely smile filled with such warmth that comforted her like only the feeling of his arms wrapped around her could. His hand was held out to assist her off the ground, and he sat patiently for her.
"Uh... Ranma?" Ukyo ventured, albeit nervously.
"Ukyo, how could I ever had thought such loveliness to be a boy? I was a fool far beyond fools to not have noticed. Please, take this meager token of my affections." Ranma handed a freshly picked flower to the young girl.
Happosai sat blinking at the scene in total surprise. Finally he got his voice back, at whisper level, "Damn, he's smooth."
"Um.. th-thank you..." Ukyo stuttered, growing flushed at the compliments, and Ranma's very presence. Every second he was near her, she found him more and more irresistible.
"If there was a way I could truly show you the feelings you bring out in me," Ukyo was in such a daze, she didn't even notice him pulling her to her feet, "Kami, you're beautiful."
Ukyo's eyes almost rolled into the back of her head, when Ranma's arms encircled her, the feeling he was radiating was simply rapturous, a power that totally dominated her, and she was totally unwilling to fight it.
Ranma's expression changed once Ukyo was in full swoon to one of complete lecherousness. He turned Ukyo around in his arms so her back was against his chest, allowing his hands to easily work on opening her outfit while keeping her close to him.
"HEY STUDENT! You have some learning to do!" Happosai interrupted Ranma by conking him on the head with his pipe, "There will be plenty of time for that later."
Ranma, distracted, let go of Ukyo, who tumbled almost comatose to the ground, "WOooMmmMeEnnnNn?" The wild, stupefied look was back on his face
"Soon enough, you must have patience..."
"WOOOOMMMMEEEENNNNN!!!!" Ranma roared, and then took a massive leap onto the rooftops.
From a distance, Cologne cursed, and then pursued the nearly mindless pigtailed boy. Ancestors forbid if he was ever to find cold water. Or as the curse usually worked, cold water found him.
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"We're home, Akane," Kasumi urged her youngest sister into the doorway. Akane looked around, placid. The eldest Tendou daughter was a bit worried now, Akane hadn't said a word since they had left the nice psychiatrist's office, but presumed that it was how people usually acted after seeing one.
"Here ya go, sis, how about we take you to your room so you can rest?" Nabiki urged her younger sister up the stairs. She knew that this wasn't how they usually acted after seeing a head shrink. She hoped that it was just due to traumatic deprogramming.
Akane was ushered through her door, and lead to her bed. Finding herself in familiar surroundings, Akane slowly sat onto the bed, and then curled into fetal position.
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Cologne swore in Chinese, as she threw her staff towards one of the higher rooftops, striking a shingle and sending it falling towards Ranma. The shingle wasn't meant to hit the boy, but to divert the path of cold water from a loose water hose. She caught her cane while on the run, grumbling about the amount of 'incidents' with cold water that were almost too close to call. Ranma's curse was working overtime in with a serious mad on. With all the interruptions, she was finding it difficult to keep up with the pigtailed boy, and at this rate, she wouldn't be able to remove that cursed hairpin.
"WooMEenN?" Ranma enquired, looking around for prey. His crimson glowing eyes flared a bit brighter when he saw a target, "WOoOoooOMMeeENNNN!"
The Furinkan girls' track team was jogging down the way, finding their path blocked by a certain pigtailed martial artist that turned into the ultimate level of perversion. Knowing Ranma, all twelve girls started backing away cautiously.
"Hello ladies, I couldn't help but notice your practice, and hoped that I may be able to give you a few pointers on how to improve your stride?"
The girls stopped backing away to a safe distance to dash away, a bit confused.
"Wha?" one girl attempted to enquire.
"I don't mean to insult you, in fact your obviously natural talent in the sport of the field shows with every graceful step all of you make..."
Half the girls were already swooning at the boy's proper and respectful compliments, and his aura that filled them with such desire. The other half was slowly making their way there.
"I mean, I know it's kinda vain for me to think I can improve on your perfection, but I only wish to that I can be of some assistance." Ranma subtlety wrapped his arms around the waists of two girls from behind, his hands kneading the thighs of their legs. Most the girls now were in full giggles.
"You tell em, Ranma my boy! There's always room for improvement!" One of the track members screamed, totally ruining the mood. The girls, including the two Ranma was cradling, scattered at the sight of the old man.
"WOOOOOOMMMMMENNNNNN!!!!!!" Ranma bellowed, frustrated that his latest attempt for conquest was interrupted again. Just then a fire hydrant broke, shooting a jet of water at the pigtailed boy.
Cologne bounded in front of Ranma; twirling her staff fast enough to form a barrier that wouldn't let the water pass through. She suddenly felt herself jerked from the path of the stream, and almost falling into utter terror that Ranma may not have gotten out of the way in time to keep from getting doused.
"Are you okay, Cologne-san? You can't realize how relieved I am at your well-being."
The matriarch blinked, and looked up to find herself cradled in Ranma's arms. Ranma landed on a nearby roof, and set the old woman down, "That was hardly necessary, son-in-law."
"But I couldn't allow such a beautiful woman of full bloom come to any harm. What type of guy would I be?" Ranma knelt down to meet Cologne at eye level, "I would be one unworthy of your notice, and I couldn't bear that."
"Son-in-law, that's very nice of you to say, and, they are kind words, and..." Cologne was having a hard time gathering her thoughts. She was looking directly into Ranma's stormy sea blue eyes, and found herself hopelessly drowning. She hadn't felt this young in ages, and the torrential emotions swirling within her threatened to overtake her.
"Please, words would only hinder this moment, let me... properly... accept your gratitude, and allow me to express my concern for you, dear Cologne-san." Cologne didn't even realize she had been lowered onto the warm shingled roof.
"No, must... hairpin..." Cologne mumbled, slowly falling into a pink, warming, and all consuming haze.
"NO! BAD RANMA!!!!" Happosai came to the rescue, attempting to forcibly remove Ranma from the top of the matriarch. He wasn't successful in the way he preferred, as Ranma turned quickly towards the old man, and flared his aura. Happosai was sent through a chimney, and left dazed.
Cologne sat up, noticing that Ranma was nowhere in sight. She cursed herself for her temporarily weakness in will, and readjusted the bra that Ranma had said she looked so young in. Once she was appropriate, the ancient Amazon set again to hunt down the pigtailed boy.
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"Oh my, is Akane supposed to be this subdued?" Kasumi enquired, standing guard to her youngest sister's door.
"How should I know?" Nabiki snapped, then gave an apologetic look to her older sister for the outburst. Truth be told, Akane was beginning to unnerve her. Response was minimum at best, and now although she was asleep, she barely responded to any stimuli.
"I just hope we did the right thing, Akane was just acting too improper. I think mother would condone what we did."
"Yeah, I'm sure she would," Nabiki replied, currently in her own thoughts, "I'm gonna go out, you okay watching over Akane by herself?"
"I'll be fine, she's asleep right now, so I'll just go finish up dinner."
Nabiki walked downstairs, and then prepared to go outside.
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"Really, I don't mind. Just being in the presence of your radiance is reward enough."
"My, you're such a charming young man, I have a son about your age who I hope is as mannerful as you."
Ranma shifted the bag of groceries, "I think it's important to be respectful to people, especially lovely women such as yourself," Ranma none-too discreetly rubbed against the auburn haired woman.
"Um, that's not proper for a young man to be so... close to a married woman," the older lady put a couple of feet between them, while blushing furiously. She was still very beautiful, she knew, but to have such an attractive young man flirting with her so openly.
"I can't help it, just something about you makes me feel like we're just fated to be tied together."
"It, it's funny," the matronly woman replied, idly shifting the long bundle in her arms for additional comfort, "I think... I feel it too..."
"Ranma! Ranma get out here! You have some learning to do!"
"Oh, I'm afraid I need to cut this short, I'll see you another time, since fate seems to destine us to each other." Ranma gave the groceries back to the lady, and then took off.
The woman watched as the young man ran off into the distance, and watched impressed as he bounded for a roof, "My, what a manly young man. I hope my Ranma is just as manly!"
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Akane opened her eyes, and then sat up. She found herself needing comfort from the terrors she was recently inflicted with. Unfortunately, none of her family was capable of providing what she needed.
"Ranma, where are you?" the raven-haired girl whimpered, before laying back down into fetal position, closing her eyes and attempting to will the evils around her away.
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"GET OUT!!!"
"LETCH!!!!"
"YOU PERVERT!!!!"
"WoOmmmMeeeEEnN," Ranma cried out from his perch to the window on the girl's side of a public bathhouse. Buckets and bars of soap bounced off him, going unnoticed as he ogled the women before him.
"Alright, kid, get down from there." Ranma turned to the feminine voice, and saw a lady officer standing there, looking unamused at his peeping tom impression.
"WOOOOMMMMEEEENNNNNN!!!!!!" Ranma became a blur before the woman's eyes. Startled, she went for her club.
"I apologize for any disturbance I caused, I guess my young hormones got away with me."
"I suppose they did," the lady officer replied, a slight smirk on her face, "still doesn't excuse you. I think you're gonna come with me so we can get a hold of your parents."
"By all means, I wouldn't mind your company in the least," the pigtailed boy replied, seeming to glide up to the woman, surprising her when she suddenly noticed how close he was.
"Are you trying to seduce an officer of the law, young man?" the slightly taller woman adjusted her glasses, the boy was so adorable trying to come onto her.
"I would never dream!" Ranma seemed shocked at the implication, "I just wouldn't mind if we were to, you know, talk, on our way."
"Well, I guess we can talk to pass the time." The woman's eyes trailed Ranma as he walked a slow circle around her. She jumped slightly when Ranma place his hands on her hips from behind, and stood on his toes to put his chin on her left shoulder. He gave a slight push to her, to get her to start moving.
"Good, we can start with your name," Ranma said warmly, his hands moving to intercept each other and entwine their fingers over the lower part of her stomach.
"Hayashi, Hayashi Yuko," the lady replied honestly, somehow finding her thoughts considering how little her boyfriend's done for her needs lately.
"Yuko-chan, have you been told lately how beautiful you are?"
"No, I can't say I've heard it too recently," Yuko closed her eye and started pressing her behind against the boy's waist, her current boyfriend had just been reevaluated.
"That's a tragedy," Ranma replied with a whisper, his hands carefully working to unbuckle the woman's belt on her skirt. She moaned, and leaned her had against the side of Ranma's head.
"HOLD IT, RANMA!" The pigtailed boy quickly responded by pulling the officer out of the way of several spatulas that imbedded the concrete where he himself had been standing, "I won't let you seduce any poor woman!"
"Ukyo!" Ranma leapt to intercept the female martial artist.
"I don't mind... really," whimpered Ms Hayashi. She sighed in frustration, and decided to cut her beat and give a call to her boyfriend, Jin. He was going to take care of her this time, no excuses. She didn't care if he was hanging out with those four other friends of his, he was her boyfriend, and any straight man should be more than proud to have a gorgeous woman as herself as a girlfriend. It was time for him to show is appreciation.
Ranma weaved between several more thrown spatulas in mid air, and then ducked around Ukyo's swing of her battle spatula. Ukyo gasped when, while still in the air, Ranma got into her guard. Her gasp was cut off, as Ranma attempted to inhale the breath from the cute girl.
Ranma landed on the roof, holding Ukyo's large weapon in his left hand, and Ukyo cradled in his right arm. The kiss went on for several moments, before Ranma broke it. Ukyo whimpered, and tried to bring her lips back to Ranma's. Ranma kept them just out of distance, and smiled warmly at the slightly concerned and upset look in the girl's eyes. Ranma gently laid her down, and resumed kissing, beginning to once again strip Ukyo of her clothing, while the girl in question assisted.
Ranma's martial senses blazed, as he pulled his head away in time to evade Cologne's grasp. The old Amazon was impressed that Ranma even managed to sense her, but landed facing the couple, "That hairpin, son-in-law, I will take it."
"Why would you want the hairpin? I can offer you much more," Ranma said smoothly, while sliding off the now extremely agitated Ukyo, "Cologne-san, how long has it been?"
"Far too long," Cologne mumbled, before she caught herself. She had to be firm and brace herself for Ranma's powerful aura, and she would succeed now that she was prepared for it.
"You old bat! Why did you have to go and ruin my free show?!" Happosai stated in an irritated tone.
"You stay out of this, it's all your fault anyhow!" Cologne shouted back at the ancient pervert.
"So what if it is? I like the new and improved Ranma! Every girl should have their own!"
"Yeah, too bad no body has one right now!" Ukyo said angrily, holding her uniform together with one hand, while pointing to Ranma running off in the distance.
"WoOoMmmMeEeeen," Ranma moaned out, looking for another suitable target. Cologne cursed, taking off after the spry young man, Ukyo and Happosai quickly following behind her.
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Nabiki was deep in thought, she was sure now Akane would not be an issue; she was now free to commence removing Ranma from their lives. It wouldn't be too difficult now, for once she had proven to her father that none of his daughters were interested in him, and in fact even feared him, he and his freeloading old man would be out cold on the streets faster than they could blink. Nabiki loved scheming.
"WoooMennnnNn!"
Startled, Nabiki turned to the cry, and saw nothing. Turning back around, she jumped at the sight of Ranma directly in her path, "Nabiki..."
"What do you want, Saotome?" her face was neutral; though she had to fight down the smile over the fact she now had the upper hand.
"I... just wanted to apologize, I know we got off on the wrong foot. And I really don't want you to be so mad at me."
Nabiki raised an eyebrow, "Oh, and you think groveling's going to get back into my favor? I've obviously given you more credit when it came to keeping your pride than deserved."
"Please, Nabiki, I don't want to fight with you anymore. I'm your fiancée, I just don't want to hurt you anymore."
"You haven't decided on a fiancée yet, and you won't be for long anyway," Nabiki stated, though her voice now lacked the conviction needed for the statement to stick. Maybe she was a bit hasty in wanting to get rid of Ranma.
"It's not good to be so mad and untrusting," Ranma said his face less than a few inches from Nabiki's; it took all the will of the middle Tendou daughter not to jump when she noticed Ranma so close.
"W-w-what are y-you doing in my..." Nabiki gulped, "...my personal space?"
"Trying to get to know you better," Ranma stated matter of factly, before leaning in and capturing Nabiki's lips. The girl quickly succumbed to the kiss, and Ranma went to work of relieving her of the suffocating clothing Nabiki was wearing.
Cologne dove down, focused on the hairpin in Ranma's hair. Soon this nightmare will be over, and she could commence with slaughtering Happosai and leaving his carcass in the middle of Furinkan market as an example.
::SPLASH!::
"Alright now, student, I think it's time you cooled off!"
Cologne overshot Ranma, the height difference throwing her aim off. She landed, swearing loudly in Mandarin, the name 'Happosai' was consistently repeated.
The redhead looked up at Nabiki, the other girl blinking the water from her face, "Ranma?"
"EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK!!!!!!!! PERVERT!!!!!!" Ranma pushed Nabiki to the ground, and then bounded for the rooftops in total fright.
"Well, that was unexpected," Cologne stated. Nabiki, Happosai, and Ukyo all nodded in agreement.