Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Ranma and the Outers ❯ Haruka Wakes Up ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: datexan 
Haruka Wakes Up... to find out she is now a married woman, but the catch is not just to Michiru...
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.21.2005 | Updated On: 06.29.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 3.0K | Status: Completed
Haruka Wakes Up... to find out she is now a married woman, but the catch is not just to Michiru...
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 03.21.2005 | Updated On: 06.29.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 3.0K | Status: Completed
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 3: Haruka Wakes Up
When the first bits of consciousness hit her mind, Haruka knew she was in for a rough morning. ‘Damn… I must’ve drank to much last night or something,’ she thought and tried to pull her mind though the haze in her skull. Though she did have to admit that she felt safe and warm, despite the throbbing in her head.
At least her dream had been a good one; she could still remember parts of it. It of course, was centered on various ways that she could make Michiru cry out in pleasure. The fact that she could still smell the lingering fragrance she knew all to well as a happily satisfied Michiru was an added bonus. ‘We’re so into it, I even dreamed about it…’ she thought with a smirk.
As she snuggled closer to the heat radiating out from her pillow, she failed to notice that said pillow was breathing and that said pillow had just discovered a ring on his own hand and that of Haruka’s lover. However, the sleeping blonde did wonder why she heard a male voice say girls… but when she heard Michiru say we’re married that got Haruka’s full and undivided attention.
Opening her eyes, Haruka suddenly cursed aloud at the brightness of the room. She swore she heard a male chuckle, but what unnerved her was the fact that her pillow was moving as the voice chuckled. ‘When’d we get a pillow that made noise?’ she thought as the possibility that she was in bed with a man was beyond her reasoning.
“Haruka?” she heard her lover call softly.
“Yea…” she said groggily and let out a soft groan. “Damn my head hurts… what’d we do last night?”
“Um… I think we got married.”
“Really?! That’s great!” she declared and hugged the person in her arms. Said person had to be Michiru as there was no mistaking that she had been snuggled up to an arm and had her head resting on a shoulder. However as she pressed her body closer to the body in her arms her mind suddenly realized a few key facts. The first of these was that the body’s chest was not only flat… but was well muscled, and obviously that of a strong person. It also did not escape her knowledge that the arm she was holding onto was a lot firmer and stronger that Michiru’s could possibly have been.
“Haruka…” She heard Michiru say, and the voice was from behind her, which told the blonde-haired woman that she defiantly was not holding her lover… or at least not the lover she thought she was.
“What the?” she said and tried to lift herself up. Upon doing so, she found that she was looking down into a set of blue eyes. Blue eyes that seemed to be scared of something. As she pulled herself back, she was looking at the face of a man. A man that she suddenly knew her and Michiru had spent the night with as she was naked, and from what she could feel of him, he was too.
“Morning…” he said to her softy.
She could not believe it… she was in bed… with a man… and… she turned quickly and took in the nude appearance of Michiru… the nude appearance of her, straddling this mans hips. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing was coming to mind to say.
“Haruka…” Michiru said softly and had Haruka’s mind been working she would have noticed the pleading tone to her lovers’ voice.
Trying to sit up, she moved, but her body was sluggish and had been dealt a heavy blow, so when she started to fall she could not stop herself. However, two sets of arms suddenly reached out for her and stopped her from falling off the bed.
“Haruka… I don’t know what ta say…” he said softly as she tried to regain her balance, in more than the physical sense.
Looking at him again, she began trying to identify him, ‘Black hair, pig-tail, strong… what a hunk… I mean… look at those muscles… he has to be some kind of fighter… or…’ her eyes suddenly lit up with recognition. “You’re Ranma… Ranma Saotome…”
“Yea…” he said nodding his head slowly.
“Oh my god! I can’t believe it! I’ve slept with Ranma Saotome!”
Ranma looked at her, “Huh?”
Michiru just looked at her lover as though she had just gone crazy. “Haruka?”
“Damn! I can’t believe it! Ranma you’re such a stud and you’re girl side’s pretty HOT too! I…” she suddenly stopped. “You’re girl side?”
“He has a curse…”
“…Spring of drowned girl…” Haruka said softly.
“Yea, I got it in China.”
“How do I know that… that’s not in any of the books?”
“Books?” Michiru and Ranma asked.
“Yea, I got all your books!” Haruka then moved drunkenly away from Ranma and began rummaging though her bookshelf before pulling out a set of three books. When she turned around, she saw her lover of several years slide off Ranma’s body to lie down beside him. It was then that she realized the intimate position that Michiru had had him in. However when she looked back at him she was thrilled to see that he was watching her intently with his eyes.
“I can’t believe I’m jealous…” Michiru said softly.
“Jealous of what?” Haruka asked though she was wondering why she cared that he was looking at her like that. ‘At least the dizziness has passed.’
Meekly Michiru answered, “That he was looking at you and not me…”
He tore his gaze away from Haruka and looked at her. “There’s nothing to be jealous about… You’re beautiful… I just… well…” he began to fumble his words.
Haruka just giggled at the display drawing Michiru’s attention away from him. She’s not sure why, but she wanted to take some of the pressure off him. “Anyway, Michiru, don’t you get it, he’s like a martial arts god! He can do all these special moves and attacks. It’s even rumored that he can do Ki attacks.” As she said this, she flounced down on the bed and sat her books down on Ranma’s chest forcing him to sit up.
“What’s this?”
“You’re books.”
“But I didn’t write any…” he stopped as he looked over the books. “That’s… that’s… I’M GONNA KILL HER!” he shouted as he realized just where this book had come from. “I’ve tried three times to… to… “
“Keep a diary?” Michiru asked.
“Guys keep a journal, they don’t want to call it a diary,” said with a grin. Ranma just growled as he looked over what he had thought was his own private thoughts, which had now been made public to the world.
“Oh… ok…” Michiru said and reached to pick up a book when her hand was suddenly grabbed by Haruka.
“What the? When’d you get this?” Haruka asked as she tried not to let her anger show.
However hearing her lover giggle was enough to calm her slightly. “Possibly the same time and place you got this…” Michiru said then lifted up Haruka’s hand so that she could see the ring gleaming there.
“What the…” all of her anger drained out of her to be replaced with a nervous excitement.
“Yea, we all got them,” Ranma said and showed the blonde his hand.
“You mean…” She asked but could barely believe it.
Michiru nodded, “Yes, we appear to be married.”
Haruka just sat there for a moment after hearing the proclamation while staring at her hand. “Of all the people to get married to…” she finally mumbled hiding a grin.
“Hay what’s that supposed to mean?”
Haruka just laughed, grabbed the books that Ranma was looking at and tossed them off the bed. “It means that if I have to marry a guy to be married to Michiru at least it’s a guy I can respect and love…” she stopped and looked at her lover. “Did I just say love?”
“Yes you did.”
“Damn,” she said and Ranma’s mouth fell open when he heard her curse. And for a moment as he gazed at her, confusion was prominently displayed on his face. Suddenly a grin appeared on Haruka’s face. “Michiru?”
“Yes?” she asked worriedly.
“You two were going at it… weren’t you?” Both Ranma and Michiru’s faces went to a very bright crimson causing Haruka to laugh. “You did!”
“But… but…” her lover tried to say.
“Well, then I guess there’s only one thing left…”
Ranma looked fearful, “What’s that?”
Haruka answered by grabbing Ranma’s head in both her hands and planting a kiss solidly on his lips. To her it seemed to take him too long to respond, but when he did, they made up for lost time.
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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 3: Haruka Wakes Up
When the first bits of consciousness hit her mind, Haruka knew she was in for a rough morning. ‘Damn… I must’ve drank to much last night or something,’ she thought and tried to pull her mind though the haze in her skull. Though she did have to admit that she felt safe and warm, despite the throbbing in her head.
At least her dream had been a good one; she could still remember parts of it. It of course, was centered on various ways that she could make Michiru cry out in pleasure. The fact that she could still smell the lingering fragrance she knew all to well as a happily satisfied Michiru was an added bonus. ‘We’re so into it, I even dreamed about it…’ she thought with a smirk.
As she snuggled closer to the heat radiating out from her pillow, she failed to notice that said pillow was breathing and that said pillow had just discovered a ring on his own hand and that of Haruka’s lover. However, the sleeping blonde did wonder why she heard a male voice say girls… but when she heard Michiru say we’re married that got Haruka’s full and undivided attention.
Opening her eyes, Haruka suddenly cursed aloud at the brightness of the room. She swore she heard a male chuckle, but what unnerved her was the fact that her pillow was moving as the voice chuckled. ‘When’d we get a pillow that made noise?’ she thought as the possibility that she was in bed with a man was beyond her reasoning.
“Haruka?” she heard her lover call softly.
“Yea…” she said groggily and let out a soft groan. “Damn my head hurts… what’d we do last night?”
“Um… I think we got married.”
“Really?! That’s great!” she declared and hugged the person in her arms. Said person had to be Michiru as there was no mistaking that she had been snuggled up to an arm and had her head resting on a shoulder. However as she pressed her body closer to the body in her arms her mind suddenly realized a few key facts. The first of these was that the body’s chest was not only flat… but was well muscled, and obviously that of a strong person. It also did not escape her knowledge that the arm she was holding onto was a lot firmer and stronger that Michiru’s could possibly have been.
“Haruka…” She heard Michiru say, and the voice was from behind her, which told the blonde-haired woman that she defiantly was not holding her lover… or at least not the lover she thought she was.
“What the?” she said and tried to lift herself up. Upon doing so, she found that she was looking down into a set of blue eyes. Blue eyes that seemed to be scared of something. As she pulled herself back, she was looking at the face of a man. A man that she suddenly knew her and Michiru had spent the night with as she was naked, and from what she could feel of him, he was too.
“Morning…” he said to her softy.
She could not believe it… she was in bed… with a man… and… she turned quickly and took in the nude appearance of Michiru… the nude appearance of her, straddling this mans hips. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing was coming to mind to say.
“Haruka…” Michiru said softly and had Haruka’s mind been working she would have noticed the pleading tone to her lovers’ voice.
Trying to sit up, she moved, but her body was sluggish and had been dealt a heavy blow, so when she started to fall she could not stop herself. However, two sets of arms suddenly reached out for her and stopped her from falling off the bed.
“Haruka… I don’t know what ta say…” he said softly as she tried to regain her balance, in more than the physical sense.
Looking at him again, she began trying to identify him, ‘Black hair, pig-tail, strong… what a hunk… I mean… look at those muscles… he has to be some kind of fighter… or…’ her eyes suddenly lit up with recognition. “You’re Ranma… Ranma Saotome…”
“Yea…” he said nodding his head slowly.
“Oh my god! I can’t believe it! I’ve slept with Ranma Saotome!”
Ranma looked at her, “Huh?”
Michiru just looked at her lover as though she had just gone crazy. “Haruka?”
“Damn! I can’t believe it! Ranma you’re such a stud and you’re girl side’s pretty HOT too! I…” she suddenly stopped. “You’re girl side?”
“He has a curse…”
“…Spring of drowned girl…” Haruka said softly.
“Yea, I got it in China.”
“How do I know that… that’s not in any of the books?”
“Books?” Michiru and Ranma asked.
“Yea, I got all your books!” Haruka then moved drunkenly away from Ranma and began rummaging though her bookshelf before pulling out a set of three books. When she turned around, she saw her lover of several years slide off Ranma’s body to lie down beside him. It was then that she realized the intimate position that Michiru had had him in. However when she looked back at him she was thrilled to see that he was watching her intently with his eyes.
“I can’t believe I’m jealous…” Michiru said softly.
“Jealous of what?” Haruka asked though she was wondering why she cared that he was looking at her like that. ‘At least the dizziness has passed.’
Meekly Michiru answered, “That he was looking at you and not me…”
He tore his gaze away from Haruka and looked at her. “There’s nothing to be jealous about… You’re beautiful… I just… well…” he began to fumble his words.
Haruka just giggled at the display drawing Michiru’s attention away from him. She’s not sure why, but she wanted to take some of the pressure off him. “Anyway, Michiru, don’t you get it, he’s like a martial arts god! He can do all these special moves and attacks. It’s even rumored that he can do Ki attacks.” As she said this, she flounced down on the bed and sat her books down on Ranma’s chest forcing him to sit up.
“What’s this?”
“You’re books.”
“But I didn’t write any…” he stopped as he looked over the books. “That’s… that’s… I’M GONNA KILL HER!” he shouted as he realized just where this book had come from. “I’ve tried three times to… to… “
“Keep a diary?” Michiru asked.
“Guys keep a journal, they don’t want to call it a diary,” said with a grin. Ranma just growled as he looked over what he had thought was his own private thoughts, which had now been made public to the world.
“Oh… ok…” Michiru said and reached to pick up a book when her hand was suddenly grabbed by Haruka.
“What the? When’d you get this?” Haruka asked as she tried not to let her anger show.
However hearing her lover giggle was enough to calm her slightly. “Possibly the same time and place you got this…” Michiru said then lifted up Haruka’s hand so that she could see the ring gleaming there.
“What the…” all of her anger drained out of her to be replaced with a nervous excitement.
“Yea, we all got them,” Ranma said and showed the blonde his hand.
“You mean…” She asked but could barely believe it.
Michiru nodded, “Yes, we appear to be married.”
Haruka just sat there for a moment after hearing the proclamation while staring at her hand. “Of all the people to get married to…” she finally mumbled hiding a grin.
“Hay what’s that supposed to mean?”
Haruka just laughed, grabbed the books that Ranma was looking at and tossed them off the bed. “It means that if I have to marry a guy to be married to Michiru at least it’s a guy I can respect and love…” she stopped and looked at her lover. “Did I just say love?”
“Yes you did.”
“Damn,” she said and Ranma’s mouth fell open when he heard her curse. And for a moment as he gazed at her, confusion was prominently displayed on his face. Suddenly a grin appeared on Haruka’s face. “Michiru?”
“Yes?” she asked worriedly.
“You two were going at it… weren’t you?” Both Ranma and Michiru’s faces went to a very bright crimson causing Haruka to laugh. “You did!”
“But… but…” her lover tried to say.
“Well, then I guess there’s only one thing left…”
Ranma looked fearful, “What’s that?”
Haruka answered by grabbing Ranma’s head in both her hands and planting a kiss solidly on his lips. To her it seemed to take him too long to respond, but when he did, they made up for lost time.
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