Rosario to vampire Time, Place, Destiny! Chapter 58 Trap!
Tim-Tim laid her head against Fehiu-Hung's scared chest as the two of them once more lay together in the warmth of their futon.
"Fehiu-Hung. I know that we've had this talk before but this is important so I'm making sure to have this discusion with you twice, I just wanted to again tell you the truth about Ranma. I've been scared to death about what your reaction will be you know that right?….So you do care about Ranma right?" Tim-Tim asked a hint of fear in her voice as she asked.
Fehiu-Hung looked at Tim-Tim and smiled warmly at her has he held her in his arms.
"Yes I do the little guy has brought more laughter in the mansion than there's been in a long time."
Tim-Tim avoided looking at Fehui-Hung despite his answer.
"Umm, Fehui-Hung I had one of our servants test Ranma's blood and they found something…..You see….Oh how can I word this, you know how dangerous and despicable Fairy Tale is right? Well you remember when we first thought that Ranma was some kind of science project for Fairy Tale." Tim-Tim paused as she struggled to continue.
"We thought that Ranma was just a clone of Fong-Fong made using the semen that, that demon bitch woman with the lime green hair came and got from Fong-Fong when she appeared in Fong-Fongs room that night. Well Ranma is more than that so much more. You see I ordered the men to check Ranma's DNA. Part of it is Fong-Fongs as I said before and the other part of it belongs to another youki who is unknown to us. Well in a way Ranma is quite literally Fong-Fong's son."
Fehiu-Hung was silent for a moment as he took in his wifes words.
"That's probably why the project ways called Ranma ½. Fehui-Hung. Half of Fong-Fong and half of another youki but what youki?" Tim-Tim sighed.
"Now that you know the truth again what do you think that we should do? We can't take him back to the lab and leave him there, I won't allow it. Ranma has no one else. The female scientist who ran the lab abandoned it and him, not that that woman would have made good mother or care giver for Ranma anyway. Also poor Ranm his little heart would break and he would die if he was abandoned again. Despite the few days Ranma has been here he's bonded with each of us. Please husband I'm begging you to let us keep Ranma, I'll take care of him and make sure he doesn't make a mess."
"Tim-Tim he's a baby yasha not some abandoned puppy you found in the streets who was looking for a home." Fehui-Hung said firmly as he
closed his eyes for a moment only open them once more. The sorcerers' grip sudden tightened around his wife upon seeing the barrage of fresh tears that began to leak upon her beautiful face as his wife unleash the most potent weapon in her arsenal that was guarantied to make her husband see things her way…..Seeing her cry.
"Fehui-Hung please I am begging you to let Ranma stay. Don't hate him because of what he is or how he came to us. If you must be angry and hate someone please hate Fairy Tale for what they did. Just don't hate and reject little Ranma!"
'Dirty, dirty, dirty….Oh Tim-Tim fights dirty…She knows how to pull at my heart strings.' He thought as he reached down and placing his pointer finger down under his wifes chin he lifted Tim-Tim's face up began to kiss the tears away even as he once more began to use gentle caresses to bring fourth a new feeling to Tim-Tim.
"Tim-Tim don't cry I hate it when you cry, especially whenever its my fault or you think its my fault. I would never reject nor hate Ranma Tim-Tim….Besides." Fehui-Hung smirked to himself as he said.
"If Ranma is technically Fong-Fong's son than that would make you're his grandma and you wouldn't want all those tears to give you wrinkles now would you grandma? Ha! Ha!" Fehui-Hung laughed only to let out a gasp and groan of pain as Tim-Tim reached up and wiped the tears from her face as her sad pained face took on a dangerous scowl as she raised her left leg high backwards into the air only to bring it crashing back down slamming her knee into Fehui-Hung groin hard listening with a devilish smirk of satisfaction on her face upon hearing him groan in pain.
"Don't call me grandma Fehui-Hung only Ranma can call me that and live!" She stated dangerously, her voice carrying a razor sharp edge to it. "Do I look like some wrinkly old hag of a human?" She demanded sharply.
Despite the pain Fehui-Hung looked up and smiled at his wife and said in his best voice trying to sound sincere.
"No my wife you don't. No human woman could best your natural grace and beauty, and you look even better now than when I married you." Fehui-Hung coughed as he struggled to smile despite the pain in his groin.
Fehui-Hung's statement seemed to please Tim-Tim for she whispered.
"Oh Fehui-Hung I love you."
It was only then that Tim-Tim seemingly began to take an awareness of how much she had hurt her husband for she reached down and began to stroke his manhood and his balls gently in a effort to make him feel better.
"Can you feel that my husband?" Tim-Tim cooed lovingly as she continued her ministrations. Fehui-Hung began to groan happily as he said.
"Ah my wife you never disappoint me, but there's just one thing, how are we going to tell Fong-Fong?"
Tim-Tim's lovingly sensual strokes of her husbands manhood came to a dead stop.
Seeing his wife stop the sorcerers brought one of his hands up and began caress Tim-Tim smooth yet muscular bare thigh even as his other hand reached downwards and began to tickle his wifes womanhood as she began to groan.
Tim-Tim then reached down and pull her husbands' hands from her body as they attempted to return the favor from earlier.
"Oh Fehui-Hung not tonight please." Tim-Tim moaned.
'Damn I should have kept my mouth shut?' Fehui-Hung inwardly groaned as he watched Tim-Tim lay her head down on his chest and close her eyes and let sleep claim her.
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"Ranma honey grandma Tim-Tim has breakfast for you!" Tim-Tim called happily as she carried the tray upon which sat a glass jar and a spoon while she looked at the label on the glass jar.
"Granted its not ramen, but you can't eat ramen all the time if you want to grow up big and strong and became a monster among monsters!" Tim-Tim squinted at she looked at the label once more.
Strained Mystic Peach of Immortality. Grown, and ripened to perfection over nine thousand years. Inspected and approved by the goddess Xi-Wang.
The brief statement was written in beautiful kanji and western characters. Tim-Tim shook her head.
" I'm not quite sure what it is….But according to Touhou Fuhei its supposed to be good…At least I hope it is….."
As Tim-Tim got closer to Ranma's room she began to smell smoke. She rushed forward only to find the front part of Ranma's cradle burnt to a cider. The youki dropped the tray and began to search for the cute little baby yasha whom had somehow wriggled his way into Tim-Tim's heart.
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A man with an afro of brown hair on top of his head dressed in a dark suit sat grumbling while he smoked his cigarette typing away at the computer terminal in front of them.
"Access main security, access main program grid, access main computer."
The man swore as the computer responded.
Access denied
Access denied
Access denied
"Damn it I hate this hacker crap! The locks and security on this thing are unbelievable. All I've gotten this damn computer to do is-" As if on command a bunch of hidden speakers began to play "Roll out the Barrel!"
System administrator deleted file commands, executive order R2359.
"AHH!" The man screamed as he threw up his hands and covered his hands as he internally resided the urge to smash the computer to bits due to the annoying music the computer played whenever he entered the wrong command.
A hand shot out of the darkness and placed itself on the man's shoulder.
The youki jerked around only to sigh as he saw only Ling-Ling smiling warmly.
"Working hard I see." The zombie said as she looked over his shoulder at the computer terminal.
The servant blew out a ring of cigarette smoke into the zombie's face, which would have bothered any normal human or youki but not Ling-Ling.
The man suddenly realized what he did and hastily apologized only have Ling-Ling smile again.
"Don't worry the smoke will not bother me for I am already dead. You've been at this for a while, why don't you take a break." She said.
The man with the afro looked at the zombie as he crushed out his cigarette in the ashtray beside the computer.
"Thank you mistress that would be-AH!" The man's words died in his throat as Ling-Ling drove her hand through his chest cutting him in half with her moon crushing dimensional sword.
Ling-Ling picked up the mans phone and dialed the number for the mansion.
"Mother we have a problem the guards that were supposed to stand guard over lab are all dead. I found Fong-Fong and Ranma the two of them are in one of the labs and the two of them are hurt. I think that the thing that killed the guards is still in here somewhere hurry!" Ling-Ling cried as she quickly hung up.
"That should get everyone here." Ling-Ling chuckled darkly even as she fought the dark creature that controlled her body.
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