Ranma the Amorous Over-sexed Nympho
Ukyo looked down at a comfortly smiling Nabiki, finding the warm smile doing little to calm her nervousness. "I... I'm not really..." Ukyo gulped, "really that comfortable with this..."
Nabiki raised her head, and reached up to take the practically naked Ukyo's right hand into both of her's, "Just relax, it really is about time we did this."
Ukyo gave a tentative smile, and nodded, "Well, as long as it's with you..."
Nabiki patted Ukyo's hand and slid down the end of the bed, "Are you ready?" Ukyo's expression firmed, and she nodded. Nabiki nodded herself, and the woman began. Ukyo winced at the feeling of the older woman's hands... down there.
Nabiki looked up at Ukyo's expression in concern, "Are you okay?"
Ukyo had to fight down giggles from the tickelish sensation from the hands between her legs, but managed to respond, "Ah... it's... *giggle*... not as bad as I thought it would... be."
"That's good," Nabiki responded assuradly, "I think it's time to move onto the next part," Nabiki smiled, and looked back down, as Ukyo watched her with more than a little trepidation. The young chef jolted, as she felt the invasion of something cold and metallic.
"Just relax, Ukyo, just relax," Nabiki assured her, never raising her head.
Ukyo let a gasp escape from the sensations she was feeling; screwing her eyes shut and gritting her teeth, so that she could try to limit them. Ukyo had to admit, the older woman's hands were definitely delicate and careful of handling her.
Ukyo found herself relaxing, as various objects were inserted, and before long, they stopped. "Th... that's it?"
Nabiki looked up to the woman's face, and then nodded, "Yeah, that's it. See? And you were worried about all this."
Ukyo blushed, and covered her exposed intimate parts the best she could, "So, we can go now?"
"Well, she wants you to pee in this cup, and then she'll tell you later if there's anything to be concerned about," Nabiki said, as she stood up from the chair at the end of the examination bed Ukyo was on, and put the magazine she was reading down.
Ukyo looked towards the older woman, than back to Nabiki, "Why doesn't she say anything?"
Nabiki threw a smirk to the female gynecologist, who was cleaning up the utensils from her exam with Ukyo, "She's mute." Ukyo nodded in understanding and sympathy, and went to the bathroom that was ajoint to the examination room.
Before long, Nabiki and Ukyo were walking back to Ucchan's. "Thank's Nabiki, I guess I shouldn't have evaded visiting the gynecologist."
"You really had never been to one, huh?" Nabiki shook her head in disapproval, "I mean, what if you developed some problem? You could very well have one right now that you were never aware of!"
Ukyo looked chagrinned, "Well, the whole idea about having someone poking and prodding down there that I'm not... you know..."
"Yeah, I guess I can understand," Nabiki replied, looking off into the distance, "Still, getting poked and prodded by tools may not be comfortable at first, but it is something every woman should experience in their lives, I suggest by other women, though..."
"Eeeeeeeyeeaaaahhh..." Ukyo responded slowly, throwing a sideways glance at Nabiki, while putting about two more steps between the two of them. Ukyo quickly changed the subject, "Say, it's been awfully quiet around here..."
"Ranma's been gone since yesterday," Nabiki responded nonchilantly.
"Really?" Ukyo asked, surprised, but not in the least shocked.
"Yeah, I think Akane knows something about it, but she's been so broken up since then. Shampoo's been consoling her the whole time...
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Akane had a smug, yet irritated expression, as she laid in bed with her back on Shampoo's chest, "Shampoo, what did I tell you, earlier?"
"Just cuddling," Shampoo replied, basking in the afterglow with her wife...
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"I'll tell her you give her your condolences, though," Nabiki replied, sharing the same 'oh, that was just too bad' smirk that Ukyo was wearing, "Good riddance, I say."
"I'm with you, honey. Hopefully, from now on, Ranma's someone else's problem!"
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"Good morning, Ryoga-chan, Mousse-chan," Ranma replied in a sultry voice, sitting up in bed along with an utterly furious and naked Dragon princess...
...someone forgot to heed the 'do not disturb' sign...
"HOW DARE YOU ENTER WITHOUT MY EXPLICIT PERMISSION!!!" Herb's aura started to fill the inn room, before Ranma placed a hand on the other girl's chest, immidiately causing her to quell a bit.
"We had a rather busy night, you guys, mind if you come back in a couple of hours?"
"Ah, it was his idea," Mousse stated, innocently, pointing to a frozen Ryoga.
Ryoga quickly shook himself out of his shock, and glared defiantly at the redhead, "No chance, Ranma! We're going to get you back to normal for your own good!"
Herb blinked, and turned to her bedmate, "Um, 'normal'?"
"Yup, I'm locked in my cursed form," Ranma replied, factually, "These two want to apparently undo the lock..."
"Ah, I see now," Herb replied, pulling Ranma-chan intimately closer to herself, "Jusenkyo curse?"
"Yup."
"So, that's why they stole the Chiisuiton?" Herb smiled tenderly at the redhead.
"Bingo"
"And they want to take you from me?" Herb asked in a soft voice, while stroking Ranma's hair with her free hand.
"Something like that, yes." Both Mousse and Ryoga looked at each other in confusion, as the two in bed seemed to be sharing another intimate moment.
"I see," Herb replied, bringing her chin to rest softly on top of Ranma-chan's head...
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Both Lime and Mint looked up from where they were eating their complimentary breakfast outside, as the sector where Herb was staying just blew up.
After blinking for a few seconds, Mint spoke, "You know? We would most assuradly not be within our right minds if we were to go investigate that..."
"I did not see anything," Lime replied, keeping his eyes down on his breakfast...
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Ranma-chan pouted a bit, when her new love quickly donned clothes, but it vanished when the Dragon Princess scooped her up into her arms, managing to keep a bed sheet wrapped around her to protect her... 'imagined' modesty. In a bound, they were airborne, following the blast trail caused by two bodies riding a high velocity ki shot.
"'IT'S QUIET IN THERE', YOU SAID! 'THEY WON'T BE AS HOSTILE IF IT'S OUT OF THEIR SYSTEM', YOU SAID," Mousse shouted, panicking at the fact that they now have a hostile Dragon Princess after them for the double fact that they both stole the Chisuiton, and apparently intend to take her new love away from her.
"Stop... shouting... please..." Ryoga whispered, as he staggered slowly to his feet. It was a difficult task, since the world seemed to be spinning faster on it's axis than usual.
"Ohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrap..." Mousse began to babble, spinning around, and taking note of the damage their impact made.
Ryoga also took stock of the area, "Well, it won't be hard for them to find where we're at..."
"Ohcrapohcrapoh... huh?"
"You two had enough time to make your final restitutions?" A voice asked from above them.
Both Ryoga and Mousse looked up in unison, and replied, "Oh... crap."
Herb landed, and gently set the girl in her arms down on her feet, "You may want to step back about twenty meters or so, I don't think I could bare bringing you to harm."
Ranma-chan smiled brightly at the princess, "Oh, you're just so sweet!" With that, the redhead kissed the other girl, and skipped off into the distance.
The Princess stood, watching the other girl fondly, before recalling what she was about to do. "Oh, pardon me, where were we?" Herb replied, chagrinned, "Oh yes, I remember... DIE!"
Mousse and Ryoga leapt into different directions, as they were separated by a quick and large blast. Ryoga rolled to the side, and shouted to Herb, "Herb, listen! Ranma's only using you!"
"SLANDEROUS DOG!" Herb started to take aim at Ryoga specifically.
Mousse winced in sympathy, but decided that Ryoga was now a lost cause. Slowly, he started to back away, as to not draw attention to himself, before he ran backwards into a brick wall.
"Hi," the brick wall said, that happened to be dressed in tiger skins.
"I'm afraid that if you were one of the individuals that disturbed Herb-sama, for the rest of us to have peace..." Both Mint and Lime each grabbed one of Mousse's arms.
"Ah, hi," Mousse greeted, nervously, "Say... you know? The porn industry has a lot of interesting things I bet you didn't know about..."
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"RYU SEI HISHOU!"
Ryoga felt two heavy impacts on each side of him, as Herb flew overhead. Fortunately, being constantly slammed from behind by other guys often larger than him had given Ryoga a great deal of endurance, allowing him to grit his teeth, and bare the blow.
"Ranma's got at least three..." Ryoga quickly counted his fingers, "...twelve girls at his... her beck and call, that I know of! You're just another girl to her!"
"I AM NOT A GIRL!!!" Herb screamed in a voice that almost became shrill, as she descended at a heavy velocity, right onto where Ryoga was standing. The bandanna clad boy dodged out of the way, feeling the slight stings from several shards of rock from the pulverized ground.
"Well, Ranma thinks you are, and that's all that matters to her!"
"IMPOSSIBLE!" Herb denied, "I am well versed in courting rituals, and I know for a fact that women only desire men!"
Ryoga froze in his dodging, and stared flatly at Herb for her naivety, and was promptly blasted into a tree.
"I...if you don't believe me," Ryoga wheezed, testing his chest tenderly where he was struck, "Ask Ranma."
Herb paused, and then nodded. The next instant, she was airborn, and heading towards where Ranma-chan had headed. The princess found Ranma-chan dipping her feet idly in a stream, and landed next to her, "Um, my love?"
"Yes?" Ranma asked innocently.
"You... I don't mean to be insulting, if you find my inquery so... but do you, um... desire other girls?"
"It only hurts to limit yourself," Ranma-chan replied, guilelessly."
"So, that means..."
"I'm AC/DC, you got it."
"Ah, which explains that..."
"I'm a switch hitter, yup."
"Correct, which is..."
"Neutral like the Swiss, Uh huh."
"So, I am to presume that..."
"I LIKE BOYS AND GIRLS!" Ranma-chan shouted, finally getting fustrated.
Herb smoothed her hair back into place from where it was standing on end, "Thank you for clarifying that for me." The princess bent down to kiss Ranma on the cheek, and took back off towards the battlegrounds.
Ryoga had gotten his breath back, as Herb landed across from him, and promptly blasted him through another tree, "THAT DOESN'T PROVE ANYTHING!"
The fanged-boy shot to his feet, and started to strafe around the furious princess, "Oh yeah? Did Ranma ever tell you about Akane? Huh?"
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"Whoa, Akane, you're really into it tonight!"
"Who, may I enquire, is this Akane person?"
"Ah... roleplaying, I'm the overbearing school mistress, and you're the meek student named Akane!"
"Indeed, well... commence with my punishment, sensei..."
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Herb shook herself out of her flashback, "I do not know what you're talking about!"
"There's also Nabiki, Shampoo..."
"SHAMPOO'S MINE!" An agitated voice shouted from the sidelines.
"Yuka, I think Kasumi a few times, the Avon lady..."
"LIES!" Herb shouted, leaping into the air, and attempting to take Ryoga's head off with a jump kick.
Ryoga dove to the side, kicking at his opponent, but finding it blocked, "Believe what you want, but I don't think it would be befitting a princess..."
::SHOOM::
"Let... me correct... myself," Ryoga stated in a wobbly voice, as he pulled himself from the twelve foot deep crater, "befitting a *prince* to belong to a harem."
"I SHALL BURY YOUR CHARRED CARCASS AND THEN DESECRATE YOUR GRAVE FOR SUCH TALK!"
"It's true, just ask Ranma-chan about his , I mean her past girlfriends!"
Herb paused his blast aimed squarely for Ryoga's head, mused a second, and then nodded, efore flying off.
"Um, my consort?"
"Yes," Ranma-chan replied with a smile.
"Excuse me if this happens to be a delicate subject, but who exactly is this Akane person the infidel you call Ryoga refers to?"
"My fiancee," Ranma-chan replied, without hesitation.
"Ah... and this Nabiki girl?"
"I use her for sex here and there, but I think she hates my guts."
"Shampoo?"
"My wife by Amazon law."
"Yuka?"
"I trapped her in the girl's locker room, strictly a one-moment stand."
"Kasumi?"
"Just helping her scratch an itch."
"The Avon lady?" Herb asked with a weak tone.
"Wanted to test the lotions she was offering, though she has been coming by more frequently."
"Anyone else I should know about?" Herb asked, timidly,
"Kodachi, Sayuri, the French teather at Furinkan, my own mother, though that one's debatable, Cologne, actually, I'm just working on her, but I think she'll crack sometime soon... Oh yeah, the cashier at the public baths that works Monday, Wednesday, and sometimes Thursday..."
"Thank you, I think that's enough... I just wanted to clarify that," Herb replied in a quiet tone, before turning around, and flying off.
"Well, I believe in being open and honest in a relationship!" Ranma-chan shouted towards the flying princess.
"SHE LOVES ME MORE!" Herb shouted, nailing Ranma with another blast of her near, infinite ki.
"Can't you do something else other than throw those around?" Ryoga groaned, pulling himself out of the deep furrow his skidding body left in its wake.
"YOU'RE TRYING TO CONFUSE ME!" Herb accused, launching herself at Ryoga, and moving into a series of gattlin-gun speed attacks, most of which nailed Ryoga quite easily, while the rest just nailed him, nonetheless.
Ryoga was unsteady on his feet, but not out of it yet, "I'm just telling you the facts. Ranma was just hard up and looking for another pair of panties or briefs to sack up with, and you happened along just fine! I bet you don't even consider the fact that she thinks of you as a *girl*!"
"YOU..." Herb paused, and surrepticiously looked towards the direction Ranma was in, and then turned back to Ryoga.
"Don't worry, I'll wait," the bandanna-clad boy responded. With that, Herb took off.
"Anyone else finding these intermissions rather tedious?" Mint asked with a frown.
Herb landed next to a smiling Ranma-chan. The princess started to open her mouth, and then snapped it shut. She smiled at Ranma, and took back off to the battle.
Ryoga groaned, as he was once again surprised with a massive ki attack.
"HER LOVE KNOWS NO GENDER!"
"She's *NEVER* in love, or don't you get it yet?" Ryoga shouted, finally getting fustrated, battered, and tired of the whole debaucle.
"THERE IS NOTHING MORE TO DISCUSS! ONLY YOUR LAST RITES REMAIN!"
"I give up," Ryoga replied with a resigned tone, "I'm pretty sure you're going to defend someone who finds you as nothing more than the nearest convenient hole to insert something, but I would rather you just tell me how to change Ranma back to his guy form."
"Even if I were to tell you about the Kaisuifu, I would breath my last as a girl or boy before I allow you to harm my beloved with it!"
"Is that what she told you?" Ryoga replied with a nasty smirk, "Heh, she doesn't even bother to tell you the truth..."
"HER LIES ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO YOURS!" Herb shouted, allowing her battle aura to blanket the immidiate area.
Ryoga's hackles rose, as he felt the area become laden with the Dragon Princess's ki, but pushed on, "So, you even recognize that Ranma's lying to you?"
Something snapped within the Dragon Princess, and with a feral yell, she leapt at Ryoga, pinning him to the ground. Ryoga was too tired to fight her, and chose to remain defiant, instead, "go ahead, just remember this; Ranma's girlform just seems to be the embodiment of lust. Practically everyone falls for her in some way or another, and you're no different. If you're some high and mighty prince, than why are you letting her rule you right now?"
As Ryoga calmly spoke, Herb brought her right fist up, and started to infuse it with ki. after his speech ended, she raised it even higher to strike. Ryoga had his eyes closed, pretty sure this was the end. It didn't matter much to him, though, since he had failed Ranma so utterly.
Ryoga realized the moments were passing too long, and opened his right eye to see what was going on. He was rather startled to find the girl on top of him silently crying, as the glow on her hand winked out from lack of concentration.
The fanged boy took the opportunity to roll Herb off of him, and stood up.
"Now why did you have to go and make her cry for?"
"You..." Ryoga turned to see his red-headed bane, only wrapped in a white bedsheet, with her arms folded and looking at him with an irritated expression.
Both strode the distance between them, and came to a stop about two meters apart. "Busy morning?" Ranma-chan enquired, with a slight smirk.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, GIRL-RANMA!" Ryoga accused, "IF YOU'D ONLY JUST LET US FIX YOUR DAMN CURSE..."
"Did it ever occur to you, that I'm just no longer cursed?" Ranma-chan asked, defiantly.
"You're more a curse than what Jusenkyo caused," Ryoga retorted, causing Ranma to flinch a bit, "All you seem to do is just hurt people for your own perversions!"
"Hey, I'm doing a community service here!"
"HA! More like servicing the community!"
"Ryoga, I don't know what you see in the virgin, but..." Ranma was abruptly cut off, as she and Ryoga were forced to dodge an oncoming blast.
"You did lie to me, you never cared about my feelings, one way or the other," Herb said in a quiet voice, keeping her eyes downwards.
Ranma turned an affectionate look to her latest playmate, "Of course I did... do! You're special to me!"
"Don't. Lie. To. Me." Herb growled, her battle aura flaring with each word.
Ranma-chan frowned, "Herb-chan, I know you're upset, but..."
"BUT NOTHING!" Herb's eyes turned to look at Ranma, glowing a swirling pink.
"Herb, now is not the place for a lover's quarrel," Ranma-chan chided, with an unignorable amount of steel creeping into her voice.
"I beg to differ, 'lover'," Herb responded, beginning to float off the ground, as her ki started to swirl around her, "I think it's high time, as your prince, that you had best been put back in your place."
Ranma-chan chuckled sinisterly, unaffected by Herb's display of great might, "You just don't realize who you're dealing with, do you?"
The whole inn area was blanketed with red ki.
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Next; Herb vs Ranma-chan; The Race for the Kettle
Ukyo looked down at a comfortly smiling Nabiki, finding the warm smile doing little to calm her nervousness. "I... I'm not really..." Ukyo gulped, "really that comfortable with this..."
Nabiki raised her head, and reached up to take the practically naked Ukyo's right hand into both of her's, "Just relax, it really is about time we did this."
Ukyo gave a tentative smile, and nodded, "Well, as long as it's with you..."
Nabiki patted Ukyo's hand and slid down the end of the bed, "Are you ready?" Ukyo's expression firmed, and she nodded. Nabiki nodded herself, and the woman began. Ukyo winced at the feeling of the older woman's hands... down there.
Nabiki looked up at Ukyo's expression in concern, "Are you okay?"
Ukyo had to fight down giggles from the tickelish sensation from the hands between her legs, but managed to respond, "Ah... it's... *giggle*... not as bad as I thought it would... be."
"That's good," Nabiki responded assuradly, "I think it's time to move onto the next part," Nabiki smiled, and looked back down, as Ukyo watched her with more than a little trepidation. The young chef jolted, as she felt the invasion of something cold and metallic.
"Just relax, Ukyo, just relax," Nabiki assured her, never raising her head.
Ukyo let a gasp escape from the sensations she was feeling; screwing her eyes shut and gritting her teeth, so that she could try to limit them. Ukyo had to admit, the older woman's hands were definitely delicate and careful of handling her.
Ukyo found herself relaxing, as various objects were inserted, and before long, they stopped. "Th... that's it?"
Nabiki looked up to the woman's face, and then nodded, "Yeah, that's it. See? And you were worried about all this."
Ukyo blushed, and covered her exposed intimate parts the best she could, "So, we can go now?"
"Well, she wants you to pee in this cup, and then she'll tell you later if there's anything to be concerned about," Nabiki said, as she stood up from the chair at the end of the examination bed Ukyo was on, and put the magazine she was reading down.
Ukyo looked towards the older woman, than back to Nabiki, "Why doesn't she say anything?"
Nabiki threw a smirk to the female gynecologist, who was cleaning up the utensils from her exam with Ukyo, "She's mute." Ukyo nodded in understanding and sympathy, and went to the bathroom that was ajoint to the examination room.
Before long, Nabiki and Ukyo were walking back to Ucchan's. "Thank's Nabiki, I guess I shouldn't have evaded visiting the gynecologist."
"You really had never been to one, huh?" Nabiki shook her head in disapproval, "I mean, what if you developed some problem? You could very well have one right now that you were never aware of!"
Ukyo looked chagrinned, "Well, the whole idea about having someone poking and prodding down there that I'm not... you know..."
"Yeah, I guess I can understand," Nabiki replied, looking off into the distance, "Still, getting poked and prodded by tools may not be comfortable at first, but it is something every woman should experience in their lives, I suggest by other women, though..."
"Eeeeeeeyeeaaaahhh..." Ukyo responded slowly, throwing a sideways glance at Nabiki, while putting about two more steps between the two of them. Ukyo quickly changed the subject, "Say, it's been awfully quiet around here..."
"Ranma's been gone since yesterday," Nabiki responded nonchilantly.
"Really?" Ukyo asked, surprised, but not in the least shocked.
"Yeah, I think Akane knows something about it, but she's been so broken up since then. Shampoo's been consoling her the whole time...
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Akane had a smug, yet irritated expression, as she laid in bed with her back on Shampoo's chest, "Shampoo, what did I tell you, earlier?"
"Just cuddling," Shampoo replied, basking in the afterglow with her wife...
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"I'll tell her you give her your condolences, though," Nabiki replied, sharing the same 'oh, that was just too bad' smirk that Ukyo was wearing, "Good riddance, I say."
"I'm with you, honey. Hopefully, from now on, Ranma's someone else's problem!"
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"Good morning, Ryoga-chan, Mousse-chan," Ranma replied in a sultry voice, sitting up in bed along with an utterly furious and naked Dragon princess...
...someone forgot to heed the 'do not disturb' sign...
"HOW DARE YOU ENTER WITHOUT MY EXPLICIT PERMISSION!!!" Herb's aura started to fill the inn room, before Ranma placed a hand on the other girl's chest, immidiately causing her to quell a bit.
"We had a rather busy night, you guys, mind if you come back in a couple of hours?"
"Ah, it was his idea," Mousse stated, innocently, pointing to a frozen Ryoga.
Ryoga quickly shook himself out of his shock, and glared defiantly at the redhead, "No chance, Ranma! We're going to get you back to normal for your own good!"
Herb blinked, and turned to her bedmate, "Um, 'normal'?"
"Yup, I'm locked in my cursed form," Ranma replied, factually, "These two want to apparently undo the lock..."
"Ah, I see now," Herb replied, pulling Ranma-chan intimately closer to herself, "Jusenkyo curse?"
"Yup."
"So, that's why they stole the Chiisuiton?" Herb smiled tenderly at the redhead.
"Bingo"
"And they want to take you from me?" Herb asked in a soft voice, while stroking Ranma's hair with her free hand.
"Something like that, yes." Both Mousse and Ryoga looked at each other in confusion, as the two in bed seemed to be sharing another intimate moment.
"I see," Herb replied, bringing her chin to rest softly on top of Ranma-chan's head...
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Both Lime and Mint looked up from where they were eating their complimentary breakfast outside, as the sector where Herb was staying just blew up.
After blinking for a few seconds, Mint spoke, "You know? We would most assuradly not be within our right minds if we were to go investigate that..."
"I did not see anything," Lime replied, keeping his eyes down on his breakfast...
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Ranma-chan pouted a bit, when her new love quickly donned clothes, but it vanished when the Dragon Princess scooped her up into her arms, managing to keep a bed sheet wrapped around her to protect her... 'imagined' modesty. In a bound, they were airborne, following the blast trail caused by two bodies riding a high velocity ki shot.
"'IT'S QUIET IN THERE', YOU SAID! 'THEY WON'T BE AS HOSTILE IF IT'S OUT OF THEIR SYSTEM', YOU SAID," Mousse shouted, panicking at the fact that they now have a hostile Dragon Princess after them for the double fact that they both stole the Chisuiton, and apparently intend to take her new love away from her.
"Stop... shouting... please..." Ryoga whispered, as he staggered slowly to his feet. It was a difficult task, since the world seemed to be spinning faster on it's axis than usual.
"Ohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrap..." Mousse began to babble, spinning around, and taking note of the damage their impact made.
Ryoga also took stock of the area, "Well, it won't be hard for them to find where we're at..."
"Ohcrapohcrapoh... huh?"
"You two had enough time to make your final restitutions?" A voice asked from above them.
Both Ryoga and Mousse looked up in unison, and replied, "Oh... crap."
Herb landed, and gently set the girl in her arms down on her feet, "You may want to step back about twenty meters or so, I don't think I could bare bringing you to harm."
Ranma-chan smiled brightly at the princess, "Oh, you're just so sweet!" With that, the redhead kissed the other girl, and skipped off into the distance.
The Princess stood, watching the other girl fondly, before recalling what she was about to do. "Oh, pardon me, where were we?" Herb replied, chagrinned, "Oh yes, I remember... DIE!"
Mousse and Ryoga leapt into different directions, as they were separated by a quick and large blast. Ryoga rolled to the side, and shouted to Herb, "Herb, listen! Ranma's only using you!"
"SLANDEROUS DOG!" Herb started to take aim at Ryoga specifically.
Mousse winced in sympathy, but decided that Ryoga was now a lost cause. Slowly, he started to back away, as to not draw attention to himself, before he ran backwards into a brick wall.
"Hi," the brick wall said, that happened to be dressed in tiger skins.
"I'm afraid that if you were one of the individuals that disturbed Herb-sama, for the rest of us to have peace..." Both Mint and Lime each grabbed one of Mousse's arms.
"Ah, hi," Mousse greeted, nervously, "Say... you know? The porn industry has a lot of interesting things I bet you didn't know about..."
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"RYU SEI HISHOU!"
Ryoga felt two heavy impacts on each side of him, as Herb flew overhead. Fortunately, being constantly slammed from behind by other guys often larger than him had given Ryoga a great deal of endurance, allowing him to grit his teeth, and bare the blow.
"Ranma's got at least three..." Ryoga quickly counted his fingers, "...twelve girls at his... her beck and call, that I know of! You're just another girl to her!"
"I AM NOT A GIRL!!!" Herb screamed in a voice that almost became shrill, as she descended at a heavy velocity, right onto where Ryoga was standing. The bandanna clad boy dodged out of the way, feeling the slight stings from several shards of rock from the pulverized ground.
"Well, Ranma thinks you are, and that's all that matters to her!"
"IMPOSSIBLE!" Herb denied, "I am well versed in courting rituals, and I know for a fact that women only desire men!"
Ryoga froze in his dodging, and stared flatly at Herb for her naivety, and was promptly blasted into a tree.
"I...if you don't believe me," Ryoga wheezed, testing his chest tenderly where he was struck, "Ask Ranma."
Herb paused, and then nodded. The next instant, she was airborn, and heading towards where Ranma-chan had headed. The princess found Ranma-chan dipping her feet idly in a stream, and landed next to her, "Um, my love?"
"Yes?" Ranma asked innocently.
"You... I don't mean to be insulting, if you find my inquery so... but do you, um... desire other girls?"
"It only hurts to limit yourself," Ranma-chan replied, guilelessly."
"So, that means..."
"I'm AC/DC, you got it."
"Ah, which explains that..."
"I'm a switch hitter, yup."
"Correct, which is..."
"Neutral like the Swiss, Uh huh."
"So, I am to presume that..."
"I LIKE BOYS AND GIRLS!" Ranma-chan shouted, finally getting fustrated.
Herb smoothed her hair back into place from where it was standing on end, "Thank you for clarifying that for me." The princess bent down to kiss Ranma on the cheek, and took back off towards the battlegrounds.
Ryoga had gotten his breath back, as Herb landed across from him, and promptly blasted him through another tree, "THAT DOESN'T PROVE ANYTHING!"
The fanged-boy shot to his feet, and started to strafe around the furious princess, "Oh yeah? Did Ranma ever tell you about Akane? Huh?"
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"Whoa, Akane, you're really into it tonight!"
"Who, may I enquire, is this Akane person?"
"Ah... roleplaying, I'm the overbearing school mistress, and you're the meek student named Akane!"
"Indeed, well... commence with my punishment, sensei..."
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Herb shook herself out of her flashback, "I do not know what you're talking about!"
"There's also Nabiki, Shampoo..."
"SHAMPOO'S MINE!" An agitated voice shouted from the sidelines.
"Yuka, I think Kasumi a few times, the Avon lady..."
"LIES!" Herb shouted, leaping into the air, and attempting to take Ryoga's head off with a jump kick.
Ryoga dove to the side, kicking at his opponent, but finding it blocked, "Believe what you want, but I don't think it would be befitting a princess..."
::SHOOM::
"Let... me correct... myself," Ryoga stated in a wobbly voice, as he pulled himself from the twelve foot deep crater, "befitting a *prince* to belong to a harem."
"I SHALL BURY YOUR CHARRED CARCASS AND THEN DESECRATE YOUR GRAVE FOR SUCH TALK!"
"It's true, just ask Ranma-chan about his , I mean her past girlfriends!"
Herb paused his blast aimed squarely for Ryoga's head, mused a second, and then nodded, efore flying off.
"Um, my consort?"
"Yes," Ranma-chan replied with a smile.
"Excuse me if this happens to be a delicate subject, but who exactly is this Akane person the infidel you call Ryoga refers to?"
"My fiancee," Ranma-chan replied, without hesitation.
"Ah... and this Nabiki girl?"
"I use her for sex here and there, but I think she hates my guts."
"Shampoo?"
"My wife by Amazon law."
"Yuka?"
"I trapped her in the girl's locker room, strictly a one-moment stand."
"Kasumi?"
"Just helping her scratch an itch."
"The Avon lady?" Herb asked with a weak tone.
"Wanted to test the lotions she was offering, though she has been coming by more frequently."
"Anyone else I should know about?" Herb asked, timidly,
"Kodachi, Sayuri, the French teather at Furinkan, my own mother, though that one's debatable, Cologne, actually, I'm just working on her, but I think she'll crack sometime soon... Oh yeah, the cashier at the public baths that works Monday, Wednesday, and sometimes Thursday..."
"Thank you, I think that's enough... I just wanted to clarify that," Herb replied in a quiet tone, before turning around, and flying off.
"Well, I believe in being open and honest in a relationship!" Ranma-chan shouted towards the flying princess.
"SHE LOVES ME MORE!" Herb shouted, nailing Ranma with another blast of her near, infinite ki.
"Can't you do something else other than throw those around?" Ryoga groaned, pulling himself out of the deep furrow his skidding body left in its wake.
"YOU'RE TRYING TO CONFUSE ME!" Herb accused, launching herself at Ryoga, and moving into a series of gattlin-gun speed attacks, most of which nailed Ryoga quite easily, while the rest just nailed him, nonetheless.
Ryoga was unsteady on his feet, but not out of it yet, "I'm just telling you the facts. Ranma was just hard up and looking for another pair of panties or briefs to sack up with, and you happened along just fine! I bet you don't even consider the fact that she thinks of you as a *girl*!"
"YOU..." Herb paused, and surrepticiously looked towards the direction Ranma was in, and then turned back to Ryoga.
"Don't worry, I'll wait," the bandanna-clad boy responded. With that, Herb took off.
"Anyone else finding these intermissions rather tedious?" Mint asked with a frown.
Herb landed next to a smiling Ranma-chan. The princess started to open her mouth, and then snapped it shut. She smiled at Ranma, and took back off to the battle.
Ryoga groaned, as he was once again surprised with a massive ki attack.
"HER LOVE KNOWS NO GENDER!"
"She's *NEVER* in love, or don't you get it yet?" Ryoga shouted, finally getting fustrated, battered, and tired of the whole debaucle.
"THERE IS NOTHING MORE TO DISCUSS! ONLY YOUR LAST RITES REMAIN!"
"I give up," Ryoga replied with a resigned tone, "I'm pretty sure you're going to defend someone who finds you as nothing more than the nearest convenient hole to insert something, but I would rather you just tell me how to change Ranma back to his guy form."
"Even if I were to tell you about the Kaisuifu, I would breath my last as a girl or boy before I allow you to harm my beloved with it!"
"Is that what she told you?" Ryoga replied with a nasty smirk, "Heh, she doesn't even bother to tell you the truth..."
"HER LIES ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO YOURS!" Herb shouted, allowing her battle aura to blanket the immidiate area.
Ryoga's hackles rose, as he felt the area become laden with the Dragon Princess's ki, but pushed on, "So, you even recognize that Ranma's lying to you?"
Something snapped within the Dragon Princess, and with a feral yell, she leapt at Ryoga, pinning him to the ground. Ryoga was too tired to fight her, and chose to remain defiant, instead, "go ahead, just remember this; Ranma's girlform just seems to be the embodiment of lust. Practically everyone falls for her in some way or another, and you're no different. If you're some high and mighty prince, than why are you letting her rule you right now?"
As Ryoga calmly spoke, Herb brought her right fist up, and started to infuse it with ki. after his speech ended, she raised it even higher to strike. Ryoga had his eyes closed, pretty sure this was the end. It didn't matter much to him, though, since he had failed Ranma so utterly.
Ryoga realized the moments were passing too long, and opened his right eye to see what was going on. He was rather startled to find the girl on top of him silently crying, as the glow on her hand winked out from lack of concentration.
The fanged boy took the opportunity to roll Herb off of him, and stood up.
"Now why did you have to go and make her cry for?"
"You..." Ryoga turned to see his red-headed bane, only wrapped in a white bedsheet, with her arms folded and looking at him with an irritated expression.
Both strode the distance between them, and came to a stop about two meters apart. "Busy morning?" Ranma-chan enquired, with a slight smirk.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, GIRL-RANMA!" Ryoga accused, "IF YOU'D ONLY JUST LET US FIX YOUR DAMN CURSE..."
"Did it ever occur to you, that I'm just no longer cursed?" Ranma-chan asked, defiantly.
"You're more a curse than what Jusenkyo caused," Ryoga retorted, causing Ranma to flinch a bit, "All you seem to do is just hurt people for your own perversions!"
"Hey, I'm doing a community service here!"
"HA! More like servicing the community!"
"Ryoga, I don't know what you see in the virgin, but..." Ranma was abruptly cut off, as she and Ryoga were forced to dodge an oncoming blast.
"You did lie to me, you never cared about my feelings, one way or the other," Herb said in a quiet voice, keeping her eyes downwards.
Ranma turned an affectionate look to her latest playmate, "Of course I did... do! You're special to me!"
"Don't. Lie. To. Me." Herb growled, her battle aura flaring with each word.
Ranma-chan frowned, "Herb-chan, I know you're upset, but..."
"BUT NOTHING!" Herb's eyes turned to look at Ranma, glowing a swirling pink.
"Herb, now is not the place for a lover's quarrel," Ranma-chan chided, with an unignorable amount of steel creeping into her voice.
"I beg to differ, 'lover'," Herb responded, beginning to float off the ground, as her ki started to swirl around her, "I think it's high time, as your prince, that you had best been put back in your place."
Ranma-chan chuckled sinisterly, unaffected by Herb's display of great might, "You just don't realize who you're dealing with, do you?"
The whole inn area was blanketed with red ki.
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Next; Herb vs Ranma-chan; The Race for the Kettle