Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Ranma 1/2: The Reluctant Succubus ❯ Prologue

A/N: This fic was inspired by the masterful comedic work, "Ranma the Oversexed Nympho" and my thanks go out to WFROSE for that. This however is intended to be my own attempt at a similar theme. There will be NO LEMON SCENES. *Frowns at the massive clicking of back button.* Sheesh, you'd think it'd be more of a challenge. Anyway this fic is intended to be more dramatic and romantic with less humor. So without further ado and yapping from me who does not own the characters and ideas from Ranma as they were created by the supremely talented Rumiko Takahashi, (kiss up disclaimer ne?) I present...

Ranma 1/2: The Reluctant Succubus
By Archangel Bloodraven

The hooded traveler gazed at the sign in the moonlight. "Tendou Dojo, huh? This better be good pop." The oh so sultry voice said. "You know I have other matters I need to attend to."

The moon appeared from behind a cloud to reveal a large panda carrying a sign. [Show your old man some respect boy!]

The 'boy' in question sprang up and easily landed a snap kick to the panda's head that sent the creature flying digging a deep furlong in the dirt before he smashed into the stone wall leaving a very deep panda shaped dent. "If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times, don't call me boy if you wanna keep breathing." Regaining some measure of composure, the figure reached out and rang the bell.

As the door opened, a ray of light shone down upon the figure illuminating it. What it revealed was not a man, but rather a woman who stood nearly six feet tall, the majority of her statue being comprised of her long slender, shapely legs. Her waist was thin, but not so much to suggest starvation in the name of beauty. Her bosom was full, but not so large as to suggest the influence of cosmeticians blade. Instead , her the voluptuousness of her chest spawned the desire to be pulled into her embrace and against their sweet soft warmth. An air of dark foreboding sensuality seemed to envelop her making one covet her embrace even more, From the black flowing silk pants tied with a sash of midnight grey at her waist to gleaming raven hair falling in soft waves over a azure silk shirt of such dark a hue, it would seem to the casual observer to vanish into the moonlit night, this girl, nay, this personification of feminine beauty-seemed to say, 'To know my touch is to you a great peril, but it shall be well worth your endeavor.'

The girl who answered the door, one Tendou Kasumi looked frumpy in comparison, but the deceptively simple homemaker said nothing as she waited for the girl to speak.

"Konba wa Miss.." The raven haired bombshell staggered a bit uncertainly before pitching forward. Kasumi instantly moved to catch the stranger and found herself gazing into the most perfect frost blue eyes she had ever seen. Despite the aura she projected around herself, those eyes held warmth, caring...

And sorrow.

Kasumi knelt to the ground and lifted the woman's face to her own. She had intended to make this stranger comfortable and then fetch Dr. Tofu.

She had no idea how they ended up kissing. "Who are you?" She managed to whisper coming up for a second to breathe.

"Ranko." The other woman replied before melting into the kiss. It was obviously Kasumi's first same gender kiss but it was filled with the same love and tenderness that she brought to everything. Ranko nestled deeper into the older brunette's arms as the kiss continued as her strength returned to her. She was vaguely aware of the sensation of something slipping away from her but that was secondary to being held and kissed and maybe... even loved.

The positive energy that filled her was disrupted as a large drooling panda feeling her up.

Kasumi felt the girl pull away and tremble with rage. The panda meanwhile had produced a small tire and a sign that read, [I'm just a harmless panda.]

"OYAJI NO BAKA!" She shouted thrusting her cupped hands forward to release a bolt of black lightening that hammered the panda panda leaving a fresh furrow/crater combination. The last of her energy spent, she crumpled to the ground into Kasumi's arms. "Hold me, 'Sumi?" The girl asked wearily.

I never told her my name. Kasumi thought wrapping her arms around Ranko's middle and pulling her into a sitting position.

"Sorry. I picked off the top of your mind. I don't go farther than a cursory sweep without permission, though."

"Who... or what are you?" Kasumi asked.

The rest of her family chose this moment to come investigate the goings on outside. "Well who am I? Saotome Ranko, formerly Ranma, sole heir to the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial arts. As far as what I am..." Ranko chuckled, the sound sending chills of pleasure down Kasumi's spine. "Guess I better get this out the way now." The others felt the feather soft touch of Ranko's mind brushing theirs for an instant before retreating. "Tendou Soun, Akane, Kasumi and Nabiki, know that I am the Succubus Ranko. I bear no ill will to any within these walls and humbly ask sanctuary for the night. I give my word that no ill will befall this house during my stay. Knowing this will each of you freely and openly grant me entry to your home?"

"Hmm... A sex demon huh? " Nabiki said curiously. She gnawed her lip a moment then stepped forward. "I, Tendou Nabiki, greet you and bid you welcome."

"Your obviously in no condition to go anywhere. I, Tendou Kasumi, greet you and bid you welcome."

"I owe the Saotome clan a blood debt. Saotome Genma was my fellow student under the dreaded master and for staying by my side when he could have easily fled, I am indebted to him. I, Tendou Soun, greet you and bid you welcome."

"And you, Tendou Akane?" Ranko asked as Kasumi nuzzled her neck.

Akane stood silent for a long while, then replied in fluent Latin. "I greet you and bid you enter, but harm my family and I will destroy you."

Soun and Nabiki gaped in shock at Akane's seemingly unintelligible response as Kasumi frowned disapprovingly. "Akane! Ranko is our guest."

"It's all right, Kasumi. She has every reason not to trust me. But if I can ask for one more thing." Ranko gently untangled herself from Kasumi and the girls helped each other up. "I need a cup of warm water."

Kasumi nodded and headed to the kitchen as Ranko peeled the panda out of the wall and dragged him back to the doorway and then turned to the damage they had caused. "Feh, " She sighed blowing the air out of her puffed cheeks. "I guess I better fix this."

"I'll help." Akane said waving her hand past her father and sibling face putting them into a trance with a word. "Don't want ya cursing us or anything."

Ranko was hurt and was about to tell the youngest daughter this when she glanced over and saw her smiling. "You're kidding with me."

"About this. You see, I have mixed emotions about you. Part of me feels you're dangerous. Part of me wants to try and be your friend. Part of me wants to love you. Part of me wants you to teach me."

"And what do you think I could teach you?" Ranko teased.

Akane smiled and began to chant as the first furrow reversed itself and the cracked wall flowed out as it was restored to its former pristine condition. "I study sorcery. White magic mostly."

"Mostly?" Ranko said as she began her own repair spell.

"The Dark Magic I study is for defense against black magic." Akane said sheepishly. "Like Martial Arts, the best way to defend-"

"Is to study the attack." Ranko responded as she finished the repair. "I take it they don't know?" She nodded towards the entranced family members.

"No. Kasumi does though. I was trying to translate what I though was a book of potions."

"Turns out it was a cookbook." Kasumi laughed. "I studied Latin when I was in school before..."

Ranko nodded sensing the waves of emptiness rolling off the older girl. "Let's revive those two," Ranko jerked her head towards the still blank faced Tendou's. "And then I'll tell my tale. Inside."

A/N: No! It just isn't fair! Regrettably that masterful description of the drop dead gorgeous Ranko wasn't mine! That was done by the evil demon god of anime, The Lord of Terror! (While channeling the spirit of H. P. Lovecraft, folks!) Let's give him a big hand folks! *a single boo rises from the audience before a shotgun is fired.* Who asked you? Get that thing outta here before it stinks up the place! Anywhoo... Next time Ranko explains what happened to her and Genma, and beds down for the night, but with which Tendou? It's a sisterly showdown Next time in Ranma 1/2.