Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Ranma and the Outers ❯ Michiru Wakes Up ( Chapter 2 )

Ranma and the Outers. After reading “All My Outers” by PsyckoSama, I got this idea. While his was a good idea, I had to change it slightly and then wondered where it would go. Hopefully, it will turn out pretty good. This is Rated “R” for language and adult situations. This will have lime-ish content, but will not be a lemon as I will not be describing or detailing those things.

NOTE: My usual two Beta-readers have been unavailable for some time, so until I get other beta-readers, I will be doing the pre-reading myself. Of course, this means that I may miss a few things. So if you notice some errors, please let me know.


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Chapter 1 part 2: Michiru Wakes Up

Michiru had had many nights that she wished that she could relive and tell herself not to do one thing or the other. However, for this bleary morning, she for the life her could not understand why her head felt like it was in a haze, or why her eyes hurt. As she groaned a few times she rubbed her face in an effort to clear away the haze, but it didn’t help. ‘What did Haruka and I do last night?’

Slowly she opened her eyes, and then promptly closed them. As she expected in that brief moment that her eyes were open, she saw her lover sleeping. But she also in that brief moment realized that her eyes hurt a lot worse than she thought. “What happened… my eyes… my head…”

“It’ll pass…” a voice said then she felt her pillow take in a quick breath of air.

‘Wait a second… that voice… it wasn’t Haruka’s… and when did they get a pillow that moved on its own… and what’s that against my leg?’ Were but some of the thoughts rushing though her mind. It took her several long moments, moments she was sure her pillow had stopped breathing, to discover that she and her lover… were not in bed alone.

Unsteadily, she pushed herself up, and opening her eyes slowly for fear of what she would find… Michiru opened her eyes again to look at her pillow. Unfortunately, her pillow was looking at her, with a worried look in his eyes. ‘Defiantly a man… and… and… he’s naked… and…’ she looked at herself to confirm her suspicions. ‘Damn, we’re naked too.’

“Um… morning Michiru… chan…” he said to her and gave her a weak smile.

She gave the man a weak smile in response and tried to understand how she… and Haruka had ended up, nude… and in bed… ‘Well that part is not usual… but with a man?!’

She looked back at him, and his chest that she had been using as a pillow. ‘At least Ranma’s a comfortable pillow…’ she thought then her eyes opened wide. She looked at him, unblinking for a long while as he tried to make himself appear smaller. “Ranma?”

“Yea…”

“What … I mean, how…” normally she was not this confused, but given the situation, this went beyond what she would consider.

“I’m not sure…”

Hearing him, her body was unable to hold itself up and she started to fall, but then a strong arm grabbed her and saved her from falling backwards off the bed. However, that same arm ended up invariably pulling her closer to him.

She fell onto his chest, with her face just inches away from him, which caused her mind to fog over again. Without thinking, she leaned in towards him and lightly kissed his lips. For a moment, he did not respond, but then slowly he began to kiss her. After a few more light kisses, she could feel a fire deep in her being ignited, a fire that she thought only burned for Haruka. As she thought about this, she barely noticed his hand caressing her bare back, but when she shifted her body and placed herself over his hips, she began to question herself.

‘What am I doing? Ranma may be cute… no, he’s hot… definitely a hunk… but… but… he’s a guy! And… and I only love Haruka… so… so why do I feel this way for him?’

She had no way of knowing that not only was she questioning herself, but Ranma was trying to figure out what he was doing as well. However one thing that she did know, she loved him as much as she loved Haruka, and she wanted him… badly… and right now!

Sighing in contentment, Michiru let nature takes its course with their bodies as she concentrated on kissing him. She could feel his arm caressing her tenderly, as though he knew her as intimately as her lover did. ‘What’s this I’m feeling?’

However, her thoughts over why she was feeling love for him, was soon replaced by her need to satisfy a burning desire within her that she eagerly worked towards fulfilling.

Neither were sure when they finally satisfied their bodies desires, but they both knew that they felt much better. Slowly lifting her head off his chest again, she looked down into his face. “Ranma?”

“Michiru…”

“ How… how do I know you… and Haruka forgive me… but why did we do that?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “I haven’t a clue… my head feels like it’s been in a fog… an I don’t know how I know you… or her,” he said nodding towards a still sleeping Haruka. “Man, she always sleeps like the dead; I’m surprised you ever found a way to wake her up in the mornings.”

“I know it can be very frustrating to... how do you know that?” she asked but his only reply was yet another shrug and a sheepish grin that she thought looked cute. Moving her legs slightly she realized that she had been very active last night as well… and mostly likely, with him. “I… I’m not really opposed to… to… being with a man…” Michiru said slowly, “but… Haruka….”

“She hates guys, she’s probably gonna try an kill me ain’t she?”

Michiru could only nod her head as she thought of what Haruka would do to a man in their bed. ‘Maybe we can trigger his curse and…’ she blinked. “You’re cursed…”

“Yea…” he said unsteadily giving her the impression that he was scared of admitting it.

“Spring of Drowned Girl…” he nodded again. “And with cold water you turn into a girl…”

“And hot water makes me a guy again.”

“Maybe she won’t be so upset then…”

“Great…”

Michiru giggled and brought both hands up to her head in an attempt to straighten out the mess that was her hair. The fact that she was still nude, and straddling his hips was not on her mind. However, when she saw him openly staring at her chest as she moved it thrilled her to know that he liked what he saw, but why she cared was another mystery.

When she giggled, she brought her hand up to her cover her lips, and that was when his eyes opened wide. “Um Michiru…”

“Hum?”

“What̵ 7;s that on your hand?” he asked though from the look on his face, she suspected he already knew.

Turning her left hand over to look at it, her own eyes widened as she realized what it was. “Oh my…” She looked down at his left hand and then yanked his hand up to examine it further. “I… we… Haruka and I were going to get married one day… but… but… we’re both…”

“Girls?”

She nodded her head, “Right… so finding a place for us is hard. But…” She watched as Ranma looked at the ring on his finger that was the same style as the ring on her finger, though her ring was slimmer, the three gems set into the two rings could only mean one thing to the two of them. Moving quickly, Michiru looked at Haruka’s hand, and found a similar ring there. “We… we’re… married…”

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