Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Seasons out of Time ❯ Welcome To The Party ( Chapter 6 )

 

 

Chapter 6: Welcome to the party

 

 

 

When they got to the party everyone was indeed friendly. Ranma and Akane soon found themselves holding drinks and food. The werewolves were sitting in a gazebo by a silvery lake and they invited the pair to come sit and talk with them.

 

"We remember being in your shoes." Confided Wolfman. "It seems like it was just a couple months ago, the time has passed so quickly."

 

"Where are you from?" Akane asked, she understood him perfectly but something in they way he spoke made her wonder.

 

"Oh, I'm from northern Canada, but Sam and I live in Toronto." He replied, indicating his partner Nightblade.

 

"Your name is Sam? My name is Akane. How did you learn Japanese so well?"

 

"We never did, I'm sure Lani will give you the spell later that allows you to understand and make yourself understood in any language. We're speaking English right now, but you'll hear Japanese because that's the only language you speak so far."

 

Ranma and Akane sipped at their drinks and nibbled at the appetizers they had been given. Occasionally taking more from passing trays. Mingling among the many guests they got to ask some of their questions.

 

"Lani said we were on an island, and we were really curious. What island are we on? What part of the world?"

 

"Actually this is Defenders Isle, Lani herself created it and raised it from the sea. It's a true floating island, right now we're about 27000 feet above sea level, only a few degrees above the equator near Hawaii."

 

"The island floats in the air?!?!?! How?"

 

"Lani told it to."

 

 

A/N: This is the place in the story where I will answer any questions anyone posts - please feel free to ask.

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Ranma and Akane were really enjoying themselves. The punch they were drinking was delicious though it had a flavor neither could place. Their glasses had been kept full by passing servants. When they had been circulating the party for a few hours Lani and Wolf had arrived carrying a daughter each. Though everyone had said they were identical twins it wasn't difficult to tell them apart as one's hair was slightly darker like her father's and the others bright and shining like her mother's.

 

Lani brought them over to meet Ranma and Akane, these are my daughters, Arianwen who has my lighter silver hair and Ceridwen who has her fathers darker hair.

 

"Hello, it's nice to meet you." The little twins said in unison. Akane bent down to shake their hands. The fairer twin turned to her mother after seeing the drink Akane was holding.

 

"May I have a drink too mommy?" Akane smiled and looked around for one of the drink trays that always seemed to be passing.

 

"I'll get you one that's just for you okay?" Their mother answered, producing two pretty cups filled with juice that looked just like what Akane had in her cup. "You can have these okay, but don't take any of those drinks. No vodka for you until you're at least eighteen."

 

Ranma who had just been about to take another sip paused, and Akane looked at her cup. Vodka? Lani looked up to see their stricken expressions and smiled.

 

"Did no one think to tell you there was vodka in the punch?" She asked half amused and half exasperated. "You're both old enough to drink it and it's mostly juices so I guess no one thought it could be a problem. At least I told you before you drank too much, it packs a bigger punch than sake."

 

Lani took her daughters by their hands and smiled over her shoulder as she left. Ranma looked at Akane and they shared a thought. They decided to finish the drinks in their hands but not to take any more. They mingled for a while longer when they suddenly noticed a disturbance in the crowd, and it seemed to be coming closer.

 

Out of the crowd came a pair of rather feline looking characters. The male brought to mind a lion with his bright orange ruff of hair, he wore black yoga pants and a black wife-beater top. The female of the pair had tiger stripes in her neon pink hair and was wearing a skintight black leather pantsuit with pink tiger stripes. They seemed to be having an argument, saying things to each other that were far worse than anything Ranma had ever said to Akane.

 

The two of them seemed to spot Ranma and Akane at the same time and they left off insulting each other in order to better examine the 'new meat'. The lion man seemed to be eyeing Akane with a suggestive glint in his eye and the tiger girl put her arms around Ranma's neck, rubbing her whole body against him in the process. Ranma went rigid trying to keep his Ailuraphobia in check, disgusted further by the woman's behavior.

 

"Oh look Lyon, I don't think the pretty little boy knows what to do with a real woman." She purred, before she ran her tongue up his neck to his ear. That was it for Ranma.

 

"Get it off! Get it off! Get it off! Get it off! Get it off! Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!" He yelled running in a little circle, disgusted and freaked out by her feline appearance. Her laugh had a nasty ring to it as she watched his reaction from the ground where she'd landed. Akane moved to calm her fiancé but Lyon stepped between them and slipped an arm around her waist, bringing her up against himself. With his other hand he lifted her chin and grinned at her fury.

 

"Let Tigger here teach your little boy a few things, and I'll make you a woman." He suggested, thrusting his hips against her trapped body and leaning in to lick her cheek. Ranma kicked him across his head before he could try anything else.

 

"My name is not Tigger!" Tiger girl yelled at Lyon, with a snarl. "My name is Tigara, but you can call me kitten, lover." She smiled at Ranma.

 

"You leave me alone!" He yelled at the loose woman. Turning his attention to the man who still held Akane and was humping her side again while trying to kiss her, Ranma felt his rage explode. From Akane's mind he could feel her panic and knew she was going to scream or cry in the next moment. "And you! Get your hands off of my fiancé or I'll beat you senseless!!!"

 

Lyon turned and smirked at the little boy who seemed to think he had a chance against him. He let go of Akane who fell to the ground sobbing and began yelling for Lani. He spread his arms in invitation for Ranma to attack, he would show the little bastard not to challenge his betters.

 

Ranma leapt and delivered a strong kick right to Lyons face and followed up with his chestnuts on a roasting fire punches to his face and guts. Lyon stood there and laughed, barely feeling a thing.

 

By this time many people had realized there was a problem and they were coming to put a stop to the fight before there was real trouble. Nightblade helped Akane up and steadied her against her side so she could watch Ranma. Lyon had begun slipping through Ranma's defenses to deliver tiny slaps that nearly knocked him off his feet. Ranma, for the first time in his life was beginning to realize he was much farther out of his league than he had ever been before and that he had no chance against this jerk who had hurt his beloved Akane. This thought brought with it a mighty surge of depression unlike any he had ever felt before but he knew what he could do with that. Letting it build for a moment he then released it in a massive lion roar blast directly at Lyon.

 

Silence rang in everyone's ears after the blast. Lyon lay at the bottom of the crater dazed and surprised, that punk had actually hurt him for a moment. He rose slowly and shook it off. He was going to teach that little bastard a lesson.

 

Ranma was already at Akane's side trying to comfort her but she was pretty shaken up. Not even Kuno had ever been that inappropriate with her. She had stopped crying, Ranma's presence was really helping. Over his shoulder she saw Lyon get up with a murderous look in his eyes and start climbing out of the crater. Before he could cause any more trouble a medieval looking warrior leapt between him and his target. The unknown warrior stood tall and proud under a wolf's head helm, a midnight blue cloak flying behind him in the breeze. He wore a suit of mail, black leather pants and tall boots.

 

"Did you have something to say to me, fresh fuck?" Lyon growled at the intrusion.

 

"So many things, insolent brat. To start with, what the hell is wrong with you? How dare you force your attentions on any unwilling girl, let alone one who is already taken."

 

"He was busy playing with Tigger."

 

"My name is not Tigger!!!!" Tigara yelled infuriated.

 

"I will deal with Tigara later." The warrior said ominously. "right now we're talking about you."

 

"You will deal with her? I don't think that's your department interloper. You have no standing among us."

 

"You can't tell me what to do cause you aren't my father? Oh grow up already Lyon, we're all sick of your shit." Quicksilver said stepping in from the rim of the crater. "DarkWolf is my mate and you will show him respect."

 

"Or what? What will you do sister dearest? To keep me from your lap dog's throat. You can't strip my magic from me, you have nothing to threaten me with. You may be oldest but you aren't Mother." Lyon spread his arms, daring her to try something.

 

"You forget yourself Lyon. You really don't want to challenge my ingenuity more than you have already. You can't just walk away from this, you've gone too far this time. I should have left you to Dream."

 

"But you didn't, and I'm sick of both of you thinking you're in charge."

 

"You've missed the point Lyon. You want to fuck off on your own? Go ahead, I doubt anyone here would miss your infantile temper tantrums. Hand over your chi-blade, and get out of my sight until I think of something to drive some sense into your thick head."

 

"Take it from me if you can sister dear." Lyon smirked. Quicksilver looked at him with ice in her gaze and made her decision.

 

"DarkWolf, take him to one of the holding cells in the palace for now would you? we can deal with him when he's sobered up. I don't want to spoil this celebration more than he has already." DarkWolf moved to grab Lyon but he dodged backward laughing.

 

"I can take you lap dog, go lick your wife's boots." he taunted. "I'm just gonna go, don't bother to look me up, I don't need your bullshit." He backed up and in a final act of defiance he turned his back on them both.

 

"Kill him." The icy emotionless words fell into the silence and the crowd gasped in shock. DarkWolf was already moving. In eighteen seconds Lyon lay on the ground, held there by DarkWolf's boot. Quicksilver walked slowly over to her fallen sibling, bent down and whispered coldly. "I'm going to send you back to Dreaming, until you find some kind of honor. No matter how long it takes. I know you and Tigara are not lovers, but you may want to say goodbye. You won't be seeing her for quite some time."

 

"You're bluffing. Neither one of you has the balls to actually go through with this. Even if you do, do you think they'll let you get away with this?" Lyon asked, indicating the gathered guardians.

 

Quicksilver looked up and around at her friends and family, wondering if they all saw the need for this.

 

"I have never suggested that I have a monopoly on your lives. If anyone came to me and said they wanted off the roster I'd do it. I am your leader only because you defer to me. If you wanted something different, I would have expected someone to say something by now. We are family, and we are friends. Lyon is one of us, and I will ask you all now so no one can say it was done without reason or thought. Does everyone understand why we have come to this point? Is there anyone who would speak for Lyon?" The crowd stood silent. Finally another faintly feline looking woman stepped out of the crowd. She had sleek black hair and was obviously pregnant.

 

"Jaguara." Quicksilver greeted, recognizing that she had become the crowds spokesperson.

 

"We have always looked to you, as the oldest to lead us and give our lives meaning. We have shared our thoughts and have come to a conclusion. We are all here because we want to be, we enjoy the task you have set for us, it gives us something meaningful to do and we want you to continue to be our leader. You woke us from our Dreams, our personal nightmares, and shared your home with us so that we had a safe place to come. You have never made any of us feel we are guests here, not even those of us who still live among the humans. The rules here are simple and few, agreed upon by majority for everyone's benefit. Lyon, our brother, has not just broken some rule, some arbitrary custom, he has done harm to a student, a young hero. There is no excuse for his behavior. We all agree that we have a responsibility, at the very least not to cause harm to those we share the earth with. If he doesn't believe in that responsibility he is a danger to us all. Send him back to dreaming until he learns about honor. There is no one here that does not understand the responsibility you have and none that would take it from you even if you offered it. Our brother is immortal, like all of us, we will not mourn him as dead, though from time to time we may think of him and look forward to the day he will rejoin us, with honor."

 

Quicksilver knelt down beside Lyon who had begun to struggle and swear. She kissed the tips of her fingers and laid them gently against his forehead. Standing she drew the hilt of her chi-blade and kissed it.

 

"Good-bye Lyon." She murmured.

 

It took only a second. One minute he was struggling beneath the boot of DarkWolf and the next there was nothing left of his body but dust. Akane stared at the spot where he had laid only a moment ago in shock. Ranma held her wrapped in his arms and stared too. He was their brother but he had abused his power. He had hurt Akane but Ranma couldn't seem to find it in him to be happy with the outcome. Someone handed each of them a cup and Ranma took a swallow without looking. He coughed as the liquid burned a path down his throat. Wolfman, patted him gently on the back and smiled sadly at him.

 

"Drink it all down, it will help." He said. Sam was encouraging Akane to drink too, telling her it would help calm her nerves. Then Lani knelt beside them looking sorrowful.

 

"I'm sorry." She said to both of them. "I can't think of anything to say that doesn't sound as stupid as that. This should never have happened, I still can't believe it did. I should have gotten here sooner, I could have stopped him, or something. Before today I would have said there was nothing on the island that would hurt you. This is inexcusable. I would understand if you wanted to go home."

 

"No." Akane said, it was barely more than a whisper but no one had any trouble hearing her. "He didn't get a chance to do anything, he just frightened me. As soon as everyone nearby realized what he was doing they all moved to stop him, even though he was your brother. You killed him, for frightening me." She looked up at Lani, with questions welling up in her eyes.

 

"He isn't dead, not really. He's just gone back to spend some time as a human, without his memories. He may live as a human only a short time before he finds honor, a sense of responsibility, or he may live a hundred lives before it comes to him. He didn't leave me a choice, if he would go as far as he did with you, here where he had to know someone would stop him, how could I trust him to walk among humans where no one could stop him? With all the power he had it was necessary. Are you both alright?"

 

"I'm okay." Akane said. "Could we go back to the cottage though? I think I want some quiet for a while." Ranma nodded at Lani, telling her that he wanted to go back too. He picked Akane up, bridal style and held her close.

 

"Of course, I can't say I blame you. The party is obviously over, no one is in a mood to continue. Do you want me to get you anything?"

 

"No, all I need tonight is Ranma." Lani smiled sadly and transported them back to their home away from home.

 

As soon as Lani left Ranma carried Akane to her room and laid her on her bed. He could feel that she was still upset so he lay down next to her and held her close. She shivered in his arms so he reached to the end of the bed to get the extra blanket and covered them both. Feeling the need to comfort her he stroked her hair and back gently. She cuddled closer to him, hiding her face in his chest. After a little while the shaking stopped and she slowly lifted her head to look at him.

 

"I wasn't expecting trouble, I let my guard down." She whispered.

 

"It isn't your fault. Not any of it." Ranma told her letting her see his thoughts so she would know he really believed what he said. Feeling her own thoughts whirling madly through her head he slowly bent to kiss her.

 

Maybe it was the alcohol they'd been drinking, maybe it was the shock and adrenaline, whatever it was it made this kiss different. The kiss seared them both, like lightning running through them both back and forth. Neither one could get enough and suddenly they were ripping each others clothes off. For so long they had pushed each other away, kept their own feeling at arms length, the dam had broken and they were flooded with emotion and need. With their minds joined the feeling seemed double, and they fed off of each others emotions. Spiraling higher and higher to a place where there was no coherent thought they were lost in the feel of each other.

 

Gently almost timidly, Ranma's hand caressed Akane's skin until he came to her breast. He flicked his thumb tenderly across her already stiff nipple and she gasped, arching into his touch. Slowly his eyes half-lidded he bent down and took the other other into his mouth and flicked it with his warm tongue. She lay squirming beneath his ministrations, unable to believe the sensations exploding through her body. She felt she needed more but she didn't know what or how to ask. Ranma felt her need, and switched breasts before reassuring her that he would take care of her. She slid her fingers into his silky black hair and idly wished it was out of the ever present pig tail. She smiled at the surprise that came with his mental permission and lovingly pulled the tie free.

 

She loved his hair and she had always wanted to play with it. Running her fingers through it she gasped as a piece slid free to caress her heated skin. Ranma was surprised, he barely ever thought of his hair but feeling her reaction he made it a point to swirl it against her as much as he could. Silently he promised her she could play with it whenever she liked.

 

He trailed his kisses lower to her heated center and used his thumbs to gently hold her open before him. Her scent intoxicated him further and he dipped his head to taste her. He grinned impishly when he found a place that rocked her with pleasure. He teased her there with his tongue bringing her to climax again and again. He moved slowly back up her body savoring the taste of her on his tongue, teasing her breasts with gentile nips of his teeth. Just before he plunged into her dripping core he felt her silent request to see him first.

 

He sat up and pulled her to him. As he lowered his mouth to hers to stole another sweet kiss he felt her warm little hand wrap around him and he groaned pulling away from the kiss to pant. She held him gently stroking him and marveling at the satiny feeling of his rock hard arousal. Leaning down she flicked her tongue across the heated head, tasting him as he had tasted her. Enjoying the reaction it caused she decided to see how much of him she could take in her mouth. Ranma watched her take him in her mouth and grew harder than he had thought possible. When she came up for air he pushed her down and thrust into her as deeply as he could.

 

There was nothing but the sensation, as they felt their minds truly become one. The feeling of fullness, completeness came from both of them and they could no longer tell exactly who thought was who's. Their bodies strained against each other and with every thrust they felt an incredible tension grow. 'I used to think we would never get here.' 'I've always loved you.' 'I have dreamed of holding you this way.' Sweat gleamed on their surging bodies, the only sound in the room was of flesh meeting flesh.

 

'I need you.' 'Don't leave me.' The world shattered as they came together and they found themselves in a world alone.

 

'Where are we?'

 

'Does it matter?'

 

'No, as long as you're with me.'

 

'I will never let you go.'

 

It was peaceful. There was nothing, just a soft white light and a deep feeling of love. The light dimmed and they came back to their bodies still intertwined in the bed they had shared. They fell asleep holding tightly to each other and they dreamed together of love.