A/N: WARNING! This story is rated M for a reason. Several reasons actually, and that's all I'm going to say about that. It is not, however, against the rules of fanfiction dot net. Borderline though, definitely.
There were many creatures that one did not want to tangle with in the Golmore Jungle. Elder Baloths were at the top of the list. Their diets consisted ofplants, small woodland animals, large woodland animals, woodlands, fruit groves, fruit farmers, and small cities. Usually three full hunting parties and a half were required to bring one down.
A close second to these absolute menaces though, were the Great Malboros, creatures that infected the very land they moved upon with a distinctly recognizable taint. Their breath was definitely the worst aspect though, causing a myriad of illnesses from amnesia, poison, and rage, to nausea, confusion, and blindness. Even an Elder Baloth would be paralyzed for at least a day after consuming one.
Worse still, the damn things were quiet and sneaky as hell, despite their large size. Even the most experienced hunters were in constant peril of being taken unaware by the creatures. Without companions and a full stock of medicine, a Malboro was a death sentence for almost any lone hunter caught unaware.
It was fortunate for Mineth the the latter was not quite the case. It was due to luck, mostly, as a completely different creature had accidentally given away the Malboro's position. She'd been able to jump away in the nick of time, with the creature's foul breath only enveloping her leg, but it was enough to numb it and forestall any escape attempts.
Drawing the spear from her back, Mineth quickly dodged a follow up burst of acid that immediately began melting the forest path. Not letting up for a second, the creature sent its tentacles towards her in whip like fashion, forcing her to parry as best she could with her spear. One got through her guard and managed to knock her off balance, but a lucky slash severed the limbs, causing the monster to recoil in surprise.
With a gurgling roar, the creature charged at her, spewing its breath as it came, flora withering and dying in its wake. Mineth backpedaled as quickly as she could, but it would only buy her a few seconds at most. Shifting the grip on her spear, Mineth let it fly straight into the creature's open mouth. The perfect shot stopped the monster's charge dead cold, even as the wooden handle of the missile began rotting away.
The woman didn't waste a second and took off at full tilt down the forest path, pointedly ignoring the jolts of pain her leg gave off every time she took a step. Her only hope was to meet up with one of the patrolling hunter parties. A loud crunch indicated that the Malboro had gotten over its shock (as well as the oversized toothpick) and had now resumed its pursuit.
Gathering mana to her hand, Mineth unleashed the strongest fire spell she could, not even checking to see if it hit. If she was lucky, it would blind the creature for a bit. Then again, if she was really lucky she wouldn't have gotten into this mess in the first place.
There! Up ahead was a break in the canopy. The Malboro was gaining on her again, she could feel his breath on the edge of her senses. Prepping another fire spell, Mineth shot it towards the thin foliage, attempting to weaken it as much as she could. Putting pressure on her numb leg, Mineth let out a yell of pain before diving through off the trail and through the canopy. If she was lucky, she'd only suffer some broken bones. If not...well hopefully it wouldn't come to that.
Closing her eyes, Mineth braced herself for pain.
BEEP-BEEP-BEEP!
Why was my alarm going off? Today was Sunday. Without opening my eyes, I unerringly smashed the off button, along with the alarm clock itself.
BEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
Without missing a beat, my hand grasped the remains of the first alarm clock and made a wild throw.
BEE-SMASH!
The second alarm quickly fell silent. Breathing softly I rolled back over in my bed, intent on sleeping the day away. Nanami had once asked me why I slept for so long when given the opportunity, considering how often and early I practiced martial arts. Short answer? Because I could. Long answer? Because I wanted to. Either way, nothing was getting me out of bed on my day...sniff...sniff...what was that?
Sleep began fading from my body as I sniffed the air once again. Steamed rice and grilled fish if I smelled correctly. Was Nanami cooking? Wearily I opened my eyes to stare at the cat-girl posters attached to my ceiling. Sighing, I rose from my bed. My love of food was one of the few things that could trump my love of sleep.
Shaking out my limbs I began a slow kata while listening to the noises coming from the kitchen.
"Now, use it like this."
"I see. How's the taste?"
The second voice stopped me in mid motion. A second later the memories from last night came flooding back, along with my early morning dream. And his warning. Finishing the kata, I pulled on my shirt and walked into the living room.
Mikan immediately rushed me as soon as I opened my door.
"Good morning master!" she greeted cheerfully, giving me a small bow.
My eyes immediately darted to her cat ears, but I was able to force back the initial surge of panic. "Good morning Mikan," I said carefully, giving her a once over. In addition to the clothes Nanami had given her, Mikan had donned an apron, completing the maid ensemble. Noticing my gaze, the cat girl gave a shy smile.
"Do you like it?" she asked demurely, twirling around once. The skirt flipped up, giving me a nice view of her tails, thighs, and perfectly round shaped-
I quickly averted my eyes as I realized what I was seeing. "Um, Mikan, you're not wearing any, uh...panties." I forced the word out.
"I don't really care for underwear, this skirt works just fine," she said happily.
Mikan gave a surprised yelp as Nanami suddenly appeared behind her, grabbing the cat-girl in a headlock. "Oh no you don't. Your little shy act may work on him, but not me. Soon as we're done eating, we're going shopping, you got that?" she asked the struggling cat-girl.
"Miyah!" she protested cutely, trying to break Nanmi's hold.
Ignoring the drama unfolding in front of me, I decided to sit down at the table and concentrate on eating. Priorities after all. Grabbing my chopsticks I expertly dished myself up and began eating at my usual superhuman level of speed. Despite all of the times Nanami's mother had tried to train me otherwise, Saotome speed eating was a habit that had been ingrained into me since birth. One thing they did manage though was to give me some form of class, so even though I was eating super fast, it was...almost neat.
"Wow, that was great," I said honestly as I polished off the last of the meal.
Mikan finally slipped from Nanami's hold. "You're finished already?" She looked in wonder at my empty plate.
Nanami rolled her eyes. "Saotome speed eating strikes again. Only God knows if he actually tastes the food."
"Don't listen to her Mikan, your food tasted fine." The cat-girl beamed under the praise. As Nanami and Mikan dished themselves up, my mind wandered back to the cat-god's warning again. Stupid god, why couldn't he be more specific?
"Hey Mikan, did anything strange happen during the ritual to send you here?" I asked finally.
One of Mikan's ears flicked back. "Strange?"
"Yeah you know, like temporal anomalies, trans-dimensional breaches, rips in the fabric of the space-time continuum?"
Mikan blinked as she processed my question. "Ummm..."
"Did the cat-god swear at all?"
Mikan's eyes brightened. "Oh! He said something about 'god damn temporal mechanics' and how quantum physics weren't in his job description. And something about a 'pain in the ass.' But then his wife told him some things about liability and he seemed to calm down."
Groaning, I let my head fall to the table. Well that cinched it. The cat-god was officially on my hit list. I know nothing bad had happened yet, and maybe I was looking too far into this, but I just couldn't shake the feeling that all of this was going to blow up in my face.
"Did I do something wrong?" Mikan asked sadly. "I'll do better I promise! Please don't make me leave."
Her eyes looked to be on the verge of tears which immediately triggered my 'manly' reflex. "No no! It's not your fault. You're doing great! You can stay here as long as you want!" I assured her quickly.
The quivering gaze disappeared almost immediately. "Thank you master!" Her eyes were positively sparkling by this point.
Nanami shot the cat-girl a half-lidded stare. "I honestly can't tell if she's doing that on purpose or not."
"Doing what?" asked Mikan innocently.
"Oh can it. I don't care if she stays here but YOU," I flinched backwards as she suddenly pointed her finger at my nose. "had better stay in your own room, you got that?"
"Yes ma'am." Grabbing my cup of tea, I took a long drink.
"So Mikan, are you a cat that's part girl, or a girl that's part cat?"
"Mikan is a girl before she's a cat. See?" Without any warning whatsoever, Mikan flipped up her skirt.
Pssssssshhhhht!
That was the sound of me spitting a mouthful of tea across the table.
"Definitely need to get you some panties," deadpanned Nanami as she began wiping up the tea with a rag.
There are very few things that I outright hate in this world. Near the top would probably be letting good food go to waste, but a close second to that would definitely have to be shopping. Every couple of months or so, Nanami would take it upon herself to shoot some doe eyes my direction and force me on a trip with the sole purpose of destroying every thread of dignity I had. Of course, after today's incident, it's hard to say if I'd ever be able to salvage those threads again. Let me give you a piece of advice. When confronted with a lingerie store, the kryptonite of man, there is no safe place within ten meters. Actually, waiting outside the store might be even more embarrassing then just going inside. The latter might make you a pervert, but the former subjects you to all the knowing looks and smug grins of the people passing by. I was going to have to think up a suitable revenge for this later, especially since I had to endure this torture for thirty minutes.
"Master Ranma!"
"Ranma," I corrected automatically.
"Master Ranma, I got some panties, see?" Without any warning, she flipped up her skirt before I could look away, giving me a brief look at a pair of lacy sky-blue undergarments.
WHAP! "Rowr!"
"Mikan, what did I say about doing that?" asked Nanami curtly, preparing her hand for another strike.
"Only by myself in the privacy of my home and out of view of Master Ranma," repeated Mikan dutifully, rubbing her head. "But it's a maid's duty to seek the approval of their master concerning clothes."
"Ranma is not going to be seeing those types of clothes, remember?" For an instant I could have sworn that Nanami's battle aura had popped into existence.
"I remember."
"Good. Now let's go shopping for some other clothes as well."
"I don't need anything more than my maid outfit," protested the cat-girl once again.
Nanami rubbed her head. "Ugh. Ranma?"
I picked up on the silent message. "Uh, Mikan? It would really make me happy if you had some spare clothes around."
"Okay Master Ranma!" Grabbing my hand, Mikan forcefully pulled me towards the next store in the line. A cosplay shop. Ho boy.
"This is the supermarket I shop at," I explained as we continued walking through the shopping district. "Not the best selection, but it's cheap." Unlike all the other things we purchased today. I mean, my god, the lingerie alone must have cost at least five times the amount of any one of my normal outfits, never mind the clothes (or rather costumes) she'd acquired.
"Do you remember how you got here?" quizzed Nanami.
Mikan thought for a minute before pointing out the various buildings. "That's the restaurant you work at, that's an office supply store, and our house is over that way."
Good, now she won't get lost. One more worry off my back. Speaking of work though... "I've got to get going Nanami. You think you'll be able to lift all these by yourself?"
Nanami smacked me lightly on the head. "We didn't get that much you big baby. We'll be fine."
Patting Mikan briefly on the head, much to her delight, I handed the bags off to Nanami and dodged into the store.
Excelion is always busy. We're I not the person I was, it might have been too much for just two people. To me, it was just a challenge.
"Tables three, five, and seven have been served, table two is waiting for their order," I fired off while swiftly serving the dishes on the five trays I was carrying. Part of the popularity came from me, I guess. People were curious about the one man who could keep a whole restaurant satisfied by himself, although it probably didn't hurt that the food was good and owner was gorgeous.
"Sure is busy here," said the owner quietly.
"Nothing I can't handle."
"Even so, you're here almost every day." She had a cute pout on her face now. "If you find anyone else who needs a job, you should tell me so I can give you a break once in a while."
Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have some time off every now and again, and she could probably use some help cooking as well. I could always use more training I suppose. Giving her a nod of reassurance, I grabbed the ready orders and fell into my 'zen' of working. Hours later, the sun had gone down and peace had finally arrived. Only a couple customers remained, enjoying some coffee after their meal.
"Coffee?" I offered the boss.
"Thanks. Get one yourself too."
Leaning on the counter, I distractedly listened to the customer's conversation.
"Hey, did you hear about that explosion that happened downtown?"
"Of course, who hasn't! The damn thing is all over the news."
"Was anyone hurt?" asked a third customer, joining in.
"That's the crazy thing, it's like nothing was even damaged at all!"
"Then it wasn't an explosion?"
"No no! It was, I swear! Saw the damn thing myself! It was like a big ball of fire, and then...nothing."
I'm not usually a person who jumps to conclusions, but all the warning signs were pointing in the. direction of my beneficial deity having his hand in this. Intentionally or not was irrelevant.
"Where did you say this happened?" I asked casually, joining their conversation.
"Just downtown," said the first man excitedly, eager to retell the story.
Sighing, I polished off my cup and threw the rag I was carrying in the laundry basket. "Hey boss, do you have things here? There's something I need to go check out."
"Okay, don't forget the meal for your little fellows," she said cheerfully, handing me a big bag.
Noises deafened her. Smells washed over her. Unfamiliar colors assaulted her vision, and yet pain was mysteriously absent. Odd.
Getting up from her prone position, Mineth gasped as fire shot through her leg. Apparently not all the pain was gone. Her body felt weaker than normal too. Something else was missing though...the Malboro!
Struggling to her feet, Mineth glanced around wildly for her foe, but saw nothing. The only question that remained was where was she? The place looked similar to the human cities described to her by her sisters in the forest, but still...
Shaking her head to clear it, Mineth looked around and spied a metal rod. Grasping it tightly, she finally steadied herself, using the pole as a crutch. Wherever she was, she needed to find shelter. Night seemed to be falling quickly and there was no way of knowing just how cold this place could get, nor was there any way to tell just how strong the Malboro venom was. Depending on its age, the venom could last a couple hours or a couple days.
Gripping the pole tightly, Mineth slowly began hobbling her way down the narrow street.
CRACK! CRASH!
With a yelp, Mineth awkwardly leaped out of the way in time as the wall next to her burst outward, revealing the foe she had previously tried her best to escape from. Cursing to herself, Mineth desperately tried to regain her footing, but her limbs were fatigued and not agreeing with her. Breath spewed forth. There was no time to dodge. She took in a mouthful that sent her to her knees. Dimly, she noticed the creatures limbs reaching out towards her. Mineth didn't close her eyes, rather she fought to keep them open.
It had been a good run, and she would stare death in the face.
"KIJIN RASHUU DAN!"
I only had to stare at the scene for two seconds to realize that this was all the cat-god's fault. Granted, I had never really paid that much attention in school, but even I knew that multi-eyed, sharp teethed tentacle monsters weren't exactly native to Japan.
Nor was the... person it was attacking either. The bunny ears were a dead giveaway.
Bounding over the rooftops as quickly as I could, I shouted out my attack, hoping to draw its attention.
"KIJIN RASHUU DAN!"
The appendages reaching for the woman were instantly cut, sending the monster reeling back. Without giving the thing time to recover, I scooped up the coughing and sputtering girl and leaped towards the rooftops.
"Are you okay?" I asked quickly, not taking my eyes off of the thing. I didn't get a response. Wasn't expecting one really. She looked to be in rather bad shape. The monster had recovered now and had locked onto my position. Moving much faster than it appeared capable of, the thing scurried towards me, scaling the building wall effortlessly.
Thinking quickly, I jumped over to an adjacent roof, gently placing the bunny-girl out of sight.
"Wait!" I paused in mid jump as she tried speaking through her coughing fit. "Malboro...careful of...breath."
Giving her a reassuring nod, I leaped back over to the other building just in time to see the Malboro crest over the side. Not giving the creature time to orient itself, I aimed a kick at one of the creatures eyes before rebounding off the creature's head. Falling back to mid-range I unleashed double vacuum blades, but this time the thing was ready.
Inhaling deeply, the creature let lose one of the most foul things I'd ever smelled. My attack died on the wind as the gas seemed to still the air while the concrete beneath me was starting to crumble into dust. Even without the girl's warning, there was no way I'd have gotten anywhere near that toxic cloud. Even my senses were revolting at the wrongness of its breath.
And yet the damn thing was charging at me, right through its own cloud of toxic waste. That probably meant the thing was tough as hell. The vacuum blades were almost useless against the damn thing since the air seemed to die around its breath. Thinking quickly, and praying that the janitor had went home for the day, I threw a blade into the already crumbling roof.
Although I was expecting it, it was still a bit disorienting to see just how quickly the roof had deteriorated to allow the collapse. I was prepared however, and launched myself towards the monster as we fell. Before the Malboro hit the ground, I was there.
"DOKUJA TANKETSU SHO!"
I'd hdan't actually used the technique on a living being before, but the explosion of fluids from the creature's mouth told me I'd done it right. Capitalizing on its stunned state, I followed up with a vacuum blade to one of its eyes, severing it completely.
Anticipating its breath technique, I punched through the floor, dropping down to the next level, even as its breath consumed the office area above me. If the same pattern followed...
CRASH!
Quickly, I jumped out of the way as the ceiling above fell through, bringing the Malboro with it. Again, I was ready. Calculating its point of impact, I pushed myself off the ground and kicked the the things underside. It was heavier than I expected, my blow barely being able to keep the thing airborne, but it was enough as I immediately jumped to its elevation and pounded its head, sending it through another floor.
Pausing for a bit to give it a head start, I jumped after it, bringing as much ki into my right hand as I could. The thing hit the ground on the bottom floor, dazing it just long enough for my finishing blow.
"DOKUJA TANKETSU SHO!"
I aimed at the area below its mouth, hoping I was hitting a throat area. My gamble was rewarded as the thing gave out a loud ear-splitting screech before stilling altogether, a trace of acid leaking from its still open mouth. This wasn't something I was willing to take a chance on though, so I immediately leaped away and and used my other finisher.
"SAIDAIKYU KIJIN RAISHU DAN!"
Several vacuum blades combined into one, aimed at the open mouth of the monstrosity. The air pressure was great enough to not only split the Malboro in half, but also gouge the wall behind it. Acid spilled from the things corpse, burning straight through the stone and into the foundation. Hopefully the place was insured.
Panting heavily, I backed up against the wall behind me and slowly slid down. While I had used the Yamasenken schools against it, the techniques left me feeling weaker than normal. Almost as if the things very presence was hampering me.
Speaking of...
My ears alerted me to a small rumble in the ground. Two possibilities sprung to mind. Either an earthquake was occurring right at that very moment, or...
Forcing my tired body into action, I ran and dived through the window, just as the Malboro exploded into a cloud of toxins and gas.
Aside from my vision being slightly blurry, my body being very fatigued, and my mind fuzzy, I was actually in pretty good shape. The same could not be said for the building though. After the Malboro's last burst, the foundation had crumbled, leaving the building little more than a pile of concrete and office supplies.
Trying not to strain my muscles too much, I carefully made my way up the fire escape to where I had hid the girl. If she was the result of the cat god's meddling then she probably was a lot like Mikan, having no place to stay and no idea where she was.
Grunting lightly, I reached the top of the roof and got my first look at the girl I'd rescued. And then, I quickly had to fight down a blush.
Simply put, she was beautiful. Light bronze skin, long silver hair, a well endowed bosom, and a pair of soft white bunny ears that painted her as an exotic beauty, with little in the way of modesty. Her clothing was an interesting cross between silver and pink, covering the important bits, but leaving several areas of skin exposed, such as her entire belly and long portions of her legs. Even with my hazy vision, I could tell that the woman had a timeless quality about her.
Shaking myself out of the daze, I slowly knelt next to her.
"Hey, are you okay?"
The woman coughed harshly before fixing her red eyes on me. "The Malboro?" she asked.
"Dead."
"Where -cough- am I?"
"In a place called Japan. Do you remember how you got here?" I asked gently.
"Fighting Malboro," she said unsteadily. "Falling...and then...was here."
"What's your name, where do you come from?" I asked, pressing the back of my hand to her forehead. She was burning up.
"Mineth...Golmore Jungle."
"Can you stand?" I asked gently. "We need to get you off this building."
She tried, but stumbled almost immediately. Bending down, I offered my back. "Climb on," I ordered. The bunny girl hesitated for only a second before complying.
Inhaling any amount of Malboro toxin was equivalent to playing Russian roulette with a fully loaded gun of random bullets. Some would kill, some would be non-lethal, while others could have long lasting effects.
This however, only dimly registered in the back of Mineth's mind as her body began to heat up and her breaths started to get deeper. She was becoming increasingly aware of her breasts rubbing against her rescuer's back and his hands gently gripping her thighs.
"Just hang on a little longer," came his voice, carried on the wind. Mineth tried to respond but it only came out as a soft breath over his ear, causing her carrier to shudder. Wrapping her arms tightly around her neck, Mineth rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes, trying to fight down the urges brought on by the Malboro's toxins.
Mineth was not making this easy. Whether intentional or not, everything she was doing was driving my mind into a frenzy. She was constantly shifting her position, rubbing her generous body against mine every time I jumped. Her breaths were coming out in short sensual gasps, every one flowing gently across my ears.
-SMACK-
That was me giving myself a mental slap. Mineth had just taken a mouthful of that damn toxin, she could be close to death for all I knew. Now really wasn't the time to be thinking about things like that. Actually, why was I thinking about this in the first place? All I knew about this girl was her name and that she had been on the wrong end of the Cat God's spell.
My apartment was ahead so I put on an extra burst of speed and dashed into my room. It struck me as odd that neither Nanami or Mikan were in the complex, but I wasn't about to question my good fortune. It had been bad enough when I'd brought Mikan home. Shaking off the odd feeling of dejavu, I placed Mineth on my bed and grabbed my personal first aid kit.
Nanami had once seen my emergency kit and called me paranoid. I preferred to think of it as being efficient. The wilds held many dangers, from large animals, to small poisonous insects. When you're miles away from any form of civilization, any form of sickness could mean a death sentence. Even when we'd been out of food, my father always had a fully stocked medical kit.
It was fortunate now that the habit had stayed with me. The Malboro's toxins were alien to me, but I'd never been a specialist on toxins to begin with. Hoping that the bunny-girl's immune system was similar to a humans, I grabbed a couple shots of standard anti-venom and administered a shot to myself, sighing in relief as my vision started to clear and feeling began coming back to my limbs.
Staggering back over to my bed, I gave the shot to Mineth, letting out another sigh as her breathing normalized and her body relaxed. The fever was still present though, so I packed up the kit and went to the kitchen to grab a wet cloth. When I returned, her eyes were open.
"How are you feeling?"
"Hot," she whispered softly. Giving a low moan, Mineth rubbed the sweat off her brow, slowly moving to a sitting position.
"Hey, take it easy. You've got a really bad fever."
Moving close to her, I placed a hand on her shoulder, intent on guiding her back down into a laying position. The minute my skin made contact with hers though, something snapped. Her body seemed to freeze up for a single moment before her hand darted out and grasped my own.
"Mineth?" I asked uncertainly.
Her eyes locked with mine. Gently, I tried to pull my hand back, but her grip was like steel.
"So...hot."
Before I knew what was happening, the bunny-girl's other arm had snaked around my waist. With a surprising amount of strength and speed, I was lifted off my feet and thrown onto the bed. Her legs whipped around, straddling my waist, pressing our most private areas together. I tried briefly to struggle back up, but Mineth simply held me tighter, grinding her hips into mine as she lowered herself to my face, pressing her soft, barely concealed assets against my chest.
"Hot..." she said, almost trance-like. She was inches away now, every breath she took fluttering across my face.
"Mineth, wai-"
She didn't wait. Taking advantage of my opening, the bunny-girl smashed her soft lips against my own, her tongue pushing its way into my mouth. My lack of participation didn't seem to faze her either, as she continued to swirl her tongue around my mouth, as if marking her territory.
It must have been seconds but it seemed like minutes before she finally broke away, trailing a thin line of saliva as she did. Panting almost as heavily as she was, I once again tried breaking free, but whether it was from my weakness or her strength, her grip held. Slowly, as if not even noticing my struggles, she slid her hips against mine again, causing me to blush as she made me painfully aware of my own warmth.
She was smiling now, slowly trailing a hand down my shirt, heading towards my pants. Wide eyed and ready to die of embarrassment, I resumed my struggles, bucking my hips to try and gain some leverage against her.
My efforts only made her smile more.
With a quick jerk, my pants and boxers fell away in tatters, exposing me to the world. Mineth's gaze seemed positively predatory now as she eyed my body up and down. Leaning forward once again, the bunny-girl began rubbing her damp almost-undergarments against my bare skin, sending all sorts of unfamiliar yet not completely unpleasant sensations throughout my body.
Her hands were moving again, worming their way underneath my shirt, her long nails leaving small red marks against my skin. With a quick swipe, the fabric split, exposing my bare chest. Just as quickly, the bunny-girl's hands went to her chest covering, undoing it in seconds and letting it fall away, exposing her perfectly shaped bronze colored-
I quickly averted my head and closed my eyes before my embarrassment reached a singularity, but Mineth would have none of that. Leaning down, she forced me into another kiss, her whole body rubbing sensually against mine.
She was speeding up now, gyrating her hips faster and faster. An unfamiliar feeling was starting to pool in my gut that I couldn't identify. Mineth must have been experiencing something similar, as her short sharp breaths were matching my own.
Faster now. Something was about to give. Her kiss deepened. My vision began to blur again. Faster still.
And then, she gave one particularly hard thrust, arching her back as she let out a deep throaty moan that made my body explode. I wasn't sure what was happening. I wasn't really sure that I cared. I felt...released, as if someone had just let lose a dam.
"Feels...better," said Mineth softly, a look of relief on her face, before promptly collapsing on top of me. I must have laid there for five minutes, gently holding the almost nude bunny-girl in my arms, trying to discern just what the hell had happened, but my mind kept coming up blank.
Finally my self-preservation sense kicked me in the brain and told me to get out of the room before anyone saw me. It was bad enough the first time Nanami walked in and saw me with a naked girl in my room, and this scene was eternally more damning than that.
Fortunately, my earlier weakness was wearing off somewhat. Moving carefully, I began maneuvering out from under the bunny-girl, doing my utmost to ignore her sighs as I inevitably brushed against some of her more sensitive areas. After a single tense minute, I had succeeded in getting out from under her.
Unfortunately, the bunny-girl's own strength had in no way abated. The minute I tried to pull away, her arms tightened around me, pulling me back down into her...uh...ah...
"I'm home!"
That was Mikan's voice.
God, or rather the Cat God, officially hated me, or he was taking some sort of almighty vengeance out upon me. Vindictive little monster. At least it was only Mikan. She'd be a lot more reasonable than-
"Hey Ranma, you back yet?"
Okay, time to panic. Even I could tell how bad this scene looked. Okay, think. The Malboro had pretty much sapped my strength, making Mineth noticeably stronger than me. So what did I normally do when trying to against stronger opponents?
The answer was painfully obvious. Had I not been uh...distracted, I probably would have though of it sooner. Moving slowly, I placed my fingers on the joints between her shoulders, and pressed. For a second, an evil whisper in my mind warned me that bunny-girl physiology might be different from humans, but eventually her grip slackened and her arms fell away.
Breathing a sigh of relief, I quickly extracted myself from the bed. Now all I had to do was change my clothes, cover my...guest, and get Nanami out of my apartment. Piece of cake right?
"Guess he's not home yet."
"May as well get dinner started. He can't be too much longer."
Okay, so I'd have to get out my window and come in the front. Still, piece of cake, as long as no one decided to look-
"Oh, I must have left my apron in Master Ranma's room."
God dammit, the cake was a lie, and not even my speed could stop Miakn from opening that door. The cat-girl probably had about half a second to be surprised before I'd materialized in front of her, pulled her into the room, and closed the door, covering her "eek" of surprise with my hand.
"Mikan," I began softly, trying to ignore her squirming, "I know this looks bad, but it's really not what it looks like, okay?"
Her squirming stilled and I felt her head nod. Slowly, I removed my hand. Good, there was still a chance to salvage this mess.
"Alright, grab your apron and tell Nanami that I'm not home yet. I'll change my clothes and go out through the window..." I trailed off as I realized that Mikan's eyes had taken on a familiar glaze and her gaze had fixated on a certain part of my body.
"Uh...Mikan?" She took a step closer. I took a step back.
"Master Ranma...smells nice," she said dreamily. I took another step back. She took another step forward.
Her tail was twitching from side to side, as though she was about to pounce. Her ears were raised and attentive, focused on my position, and her small pink tongue was slowly moving over her lips. She took another step forward. My legs hit the edge of the bed. Crap.
At this point, I was ready to take the window, shredded clothing or not. If Nanami saw this, I'd probably die of embarrassment long before she had a chance to kill me. Without a second thought to my modesty, I darted towards the closed window, intent on doing my best Matrix impression. Unfortunately, I had miscalculated one small yet rather vital detail.
Mikan was a CAT-girl, complete with reflexes and instincts.
The minute I took a step towards the window, Mikan pounced with all the grace and agility her parent race was famous for. One second I was running, and the next my vision was filled with a cute, amorous cat-girl rubbing her cheek against mine with her legs wrapped around my waist and her full body purrs sending shivers down my spine.
Frantically, I tried to keep my balance, but it was a hopeless endeavor. I fell roughly onto my bed, partly on top of Mineth. Amazingly, it didn't seem to wake her, but at the same time, her arms wrapped themselves around me, pulling me close and pressing her generous assets against my back.
Mikan didn't even seem to notice the other person, instead deciding to take advantage of my restrained state to begin cleaning the sweat off my face in true cat style. There was little I could do except lay there and endure the exquisite torture. Mineth had my arms pinned at my sides while Mikan had her weight pressed against me and her legs tangled with mine, running her rough tongue up and down my face.
Slowly, her caresses moved towards my mouth as her hands moved down my back. Roughly, she licked my lips, as if demanding entrance. Blushing furiously, I tried to deny her, feeling my own sanity slowly ebb away as the Neko-ken instincts flared within me, disturbingly clear on what I should be doing with a willing cat-girl prostrating herself before me. Amazingly, the fear I normally felt in conjunction with the Neko-ken was almost non-existant, being replaced by something...entirely different.
The revelation was short lived though, as Mikan's hands had reached a sweet spot on my back, causing me to groan in satisfaction. Capitalizing on the opening, Mikan kissed me for all I was worth. I couldn't tell how long she held my mouth captive, only that she had to breathe eventually. I had perhaps a second to take in a breath before she attacked again, deepening the kiss, seemingly putting her entire body into the motion.
Behind me, the bunny-girl stirred in her sleep, tightening her grip on my chest and throwing one of her bronze colored legs across my waist. I was well and truly trapped. Mikan seemed to realize this and brought one of her hands out from behind my back, slowly trailing it down my ripped shirt. My panicked look only seemed to encourage her, as she gave a small grin and paused in her movement, inches away from my shredded boxers.
"Mikan!" I whispered harshly, trying (and failing) to hide my...condition. Her grin only got wider as her hand went lower-
"Hey Mikan what's taking you so-"
The sound of the door opening echoed like thunder in my ears. On one hand, my virginity was safe for another day, despite the best efforts of the overly amorous demi-humans on my bed. On the other hand...
"Ranma?" Nanami's voice was eerily calm. "What the hell is going on here?"
I wasn't really sure what to say at this point, so I went with my old standby.
"Would you believe that this was a complete accident and in absolutely no way my fault?" I tried hopefully.
She was silent for a very long second. I could imagine her staring at the scene, at the bare breasted bunny-girl pressed against my back, at the simply clothed cat-girl attached to my front with her hand near dangerous territory, and my own self with shredded clothing.
"No Ranma. No, I don't."
Damn. Well, can't say I didn't try.
A/N: For those of you that don't know (or haven't taken the time to look through the reviews and find someone who does know), this story is a semi-crossover with an old visual novel from Japan. Which one? Well...that's not important. Really. Just remember that this is M rated for a reason.
Mineth is an original character from a very obvious game. If you can't tell which one (or at least have an idea) then you automatically lose two points to your nerd quotient. Also, yes. I do believe Malboros are quite stealthy. How else would they freaking ambush you all the time?
Last but not least, the "Flamers" forum has started up again with a brand new name and all new threads. Go check it out if you're interested in getting in-depth reviews for your own stories, and make sure to check out the thread "The Fanfic Critic." Speaking of reviews, all comments and criticisms are welcome and appreciated.
Till next time.
