by Tuisto » Sat Sep 22, 2007 12:23 am
Here's what I've accomplished so far on this, that I'm willing to share. The bath scene I'm medling with is a little too hentai right now for my liking. I'll see if I can wrap this chapter up, then move on and finish a chap of Daimakaicho Ranma as it seems I'm getting threats of bodily harm if I don't...
""""A bright and sunny morning settled over a non-descript martial arts training hall, the rays of the new day’s sun and the tweeting of summer song birds promising a beautiful day of good fortune.
Oh man, was this household ever in for a surprise…
Soun Tendo, patriarch and master of the Tendo training hall proudly held up a post-card with the picture of a panda on its face as streams of tears of joy fell down his face.
“Girls, do you know what this is?!” Soun exclaimed from his seat across the table from his three daughters.
“Gee daddy, did we win the Taiwanese lottery again?” quipped the middle daughter, Nabiki. Her remark got her an elbow to the ribs courtesy of Kasumi.
“Go on father, what’s the surprise?” asked the ever oh-so polite eldest Kasumi as Nabiki wheezed.
“Well I have excellent news! My oldest and bestest friend, Genma is bringing his boy Saotome Ranma here from China after their training trip!”
“What’s so great about walking from China…” Akane said dismissively.
“Oh, daddy is he cute?” asked an oddly curious Nabiki.
“How old is he father, younger men bore me so…” Kasumi sighed out.
Soun just looked at Kasumi oddly for a moment then said “I have no idea, I’ve never met the lad!”
“And it has been our fondest wish to see our families bonded in matrimony. So if one of you were to be his fiancée the future of the training hall would be secure!” Soun said in joy as he wept.
The three sisters just sat there, jaws agape in shock for a moment.
“Fiancée?” Kasumi said slowly with each syllable.
“Don’t we get ANY say in who we marry?!” Akane shouted in her fathers face.
“Akane’s right daddy, we’ve never even met Ranma…” drolled Nabiki.
“Fiancée?” Kasumi said again slowly.
Suddenly there came a noise of fighting from the front door and the shout of “Stop strugglin’ ya old fool!”
“Oh! We have visitors!” exclaimed Kasumi as she got up to go to the door.
“It must be Ranma!” Nabiki squealed as she ran to the door.
“Genma my old friend! We were just discussing you!” Soun shouted as he followed.
“Boys… how depressing… Akane muttered as she trudged along behind, her shoulders slumped.
What they saw at their door stopped them all dead in their tracks…
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The downtown market district was a bustling place, full of shops, merchants and customers, all seeking a wide array of good for their day. This day though they were treated to the additional sight of a live panda-bear, standing on its hind legs in a well known martial artist’s stance. What was even more amazing to the male populous of the crowd was the very tall and leggy rusty-redhead babe talking to the panda “Well I still say the whole think sucks, old man!” she shouted in a song-like soprano that melted the hearts of men (and some women), just before as she launched into a flying kick at the panda.
Amazingly the panda blocked the kick.
“I mean, picking my fiancée for me! Without even asking!” the sound of the hearts of men breaking like glass rang-out at the proclamation just as the gorgeous bombshell delivered a hit to the panda, knocking it down, face first.
“I’m going back to China, suck on that old man!” the mega-hottie shouted as she turned and started to walk away
Without warning the panda surged back, and ripped a street-sign up from the ground and brought it down atop the redhead… though before it could reach her cranium, she reached up and grabbed the sign from behind one-handed and said in a flat voice “wrong move, old man…” and with that grabbed the sign pole with her other hand and heaved, flinging the panda at the other end of the pole in an arc over her where it landed before her with a loud crash, knocking it out.
Ranma then noticed the crown of people around her staring, she giggled lightly and scratched the back of her head nervously and said “heh… um… all part of the show folks… yeah… Well look at the time… gotta’ go!” and with that the redhead picked the panda up and ran-off.
“Oh my, what an odd girl…” muttered a conservatively dressed brown haired woman standing at a green-grocers cart that had had a front-row seat to the action…
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“Stop struglin ya’ old fool!” the vivacious redhead said as she struggled with the panda over her shoulder.
The panda then whipped out a wooden sign saying ‘Put me down! Can’t you see you’re scaring them spitless?!’
The redhead then looked up to see in front of her 3 young women and an old mustachioed man all gawking at her.
The eldest woman then turned to the man and asked “Daddy, is this your friend?”
In response he shook his head so hard his long hair weaved and waved.
“So I guess a super-model and her pet panda… that she’s CARRYING just decided to stop by for a visit then, right daddy?” quipped the middle daughter.
In response he shook his head so hard his long hair weaved and waved.
Coming out of his stupor, Soun leaned forward and asked “You wouldn’t happen to be…”
“Saotome Ranma, sorry ‘bout this.” said Ranma with a chagrinned smile as she dropped the panda with a thud to scratch the back of her head.
Soun then looked Ranma over, from her long dark russet-red hair, her slim face with large expressive blue eyes, her red silk shirt valiantly trying to contain her obviously bra-less assets and her wide-hipped leggyness in tight black pants… then he noticed he had to look up slightly to look her in the eye.
“But… but… Genma said his son was a BOY!” Soun wailed.
“But HE is obviously a girl…” Nabiki said, and to illustrate flicked her finger across one of Ranma’s prominent nipples, causing an interesting shockwave in the confines of the taught shirt.
At this the shock was too much and Soun fainted.
Minutes later, with Soun laid-out on the living room floor, Kasumi attended him with a washcloth and said “Oh daddy’s so disappointed…”
“He’s disappointed!? Some fiancée this is!” Nabiki groused as she again flicked her finger across a nipple.
“I really wish you’d stop that…” Ranma said in an oddly soft voice as she put her hands in her lap.
“… but… Genma said he had a son…” Soun muttered softly from the floor.
“This is all your fault! You should have made sure daddy!” Nabiki said.
“Stop it you two… he… err… she’s our guest!” Akane said then turned to Ranma and said with a wide smile “Hi! I’m Akane, wanna’ be friends?!” At Ranma’s smiling nod she said “Great, come on, I wanna’ show you our training hall!” and proceeded to drag Ranma out of the room.
Out in the training hall Akane turned to face Ranma, but instead got a faceful of cleavage, she then backed up, and looked up at Ranma hoping she wasn’t blushing as she asked “You do kempo, right?”
“A little…” Ranma said.
“Then let’s have a little match, okay? You know, just for fun, I’ll go easy on you…”
“If you say so…” Ranma said unsurely as she looked down at the blue haired girl.
With that Akane charged, high kicks, round-house punches, and blocks, Ranma avoided them all as Akane then thought ‘she’s so fast! Is she reading my moves?!’
“Okay! THIS TIME FOR REAL!” Akane shouted as she charged fist outstreched. Ranma then made to jump over Akane’s fist, when just as Ranma was doing a splits-jump over the blue-haired girl, Akane’s other fist comes up to meet squarely with Ranma’s crotch.
This of course caused Ranma to gasp out in pain and her eyes to widen to impossible size as she failed to right herself, so she fell with her face to the floor, and both hands had tucked under her at her crotch as she coughed and wheezed in pain.
“Oh I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that, you were just there… I moved without thinking! Sorry! Sorry! Hey, come on, I know getting hit down there hurts and all, but it’s not that bad.” Akane tried to console the downed redhead.
“I think I’m dyin’…” Ranma muttered in a high-squeaking voice between light coughs.
“Jeez ya’ big baby. (sigh) I’ll go get Kasumi, okay?” Akane said, Ranma just wheezed is reply.
- - - - -
“Kasumi, who’s that man sitting in the living room with Soun?” asked the conservatively dressed woman from the market as she entered the kitchen to see Kasumi already starting dinner.
Kasumi then put her finger to her chin to think, then said “You know mother, I don’t really know… but Akane came by and said Ranma might need a little help in the dojo… would you mind if…”
Kimiko Tendo just smiled at Kasumi as said “It’s okay Kasumi, I can finish up here, why don’t you go check on this Ranma and…” Kimiko shook her head and smiled as she realized she was speaking to an empty room, cooking aprons swinging in the breeze…
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“Oh Ranma, she got you good didn’t she?” Kasumi said as she looked down at the crouching woman with her hands tucked at her crotch.
“Well, then the best remedy I think is a nice soak in the furo to ease away these little aches and pains. Come on, I help you scrub.”
“No!… err, I mean no, that’s alright Kasumi, I wouldn’t want to impose er nothin’” Ranma said as Kasumi helped the teller woman to her feet.
“Nonsense! You’re a guest! It’s only right!” Kasumi said cheerfully, and before Ranma realized it, the two of them were in the changing room of the furo...""""
A/N: Guess who the primary pairing is going to be, I dare you.
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