Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Wo De Ai Ren ❯ A Kisser ( Chapter 3 )
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By: V. Zhao 
Some find themselves moving on. While some's universes still revolve around Ranma.
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.31.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 1.3K | Status: Completed
Some find themselves moving on. While some's universes still revolve around Ranma.
Anime/Manga: Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.31.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 1.3K | Status: Completed
Wo De Ai Ren
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A Ranma 1/2 Fan Fic
by V. Zhao
Disclaimer: Ranma 1/2 is copyrighted to Rumiko Takahashi and is used here without permission. I do not own... Awww, you know the drill.
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Notes: If you are wondering like some people why my plot so far sucks, well, I have a simple explanation: I had no original plot to start with. I kind of just sat down and and typed. Yes, I am a horrible author in that sense. Maybe the story will have an actual plot later. Thank you for reading so far. On to the "plot."
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Cha pter 3: A Kisser
I trampled over Mousse for my hurry to get up to my room to scheme. Now that I told Ranma that I had a new ai ren, wouldn't I have to prove it? I would need a strong man, a man who Ranma would have great potential to be jealous of. He would also have to be known to Ranma. Who could that be? Another thought crossed my mind. Why not Mousse? Great grandmother was going to make me marry him anyway. All I had to do is make a big show of how we're so good together. Then Ranma will be jealous for sure. "Moooouuuusssssssssseee..."
As I expected, he came sprinting into my room. I had never actually let him in willingly before except for last night. "Shampoo, you called me?"
"Yes. Shampoo want know when do wedding."
He stood there like a statue for about five minutes before he snapped out of it and entered a state of pure bliss. "Really? You're not messing with my mind, are you?"
"No. Shampoo very serious. Want marry Mousse now. Sooner better."
He rushed over and kneeled next to the chair I was sitting. I let him take my hand and kiss me. "Ohh, Shampoo. I've waited so long for this moment. Ever since-" He stopped dead on his tracks. "What about the two thousand year tradition? I have to defeat you in battle..."
"No problem. Mousse fight Shampoo later. Mousse win." I guarenteed him that he would win the battle and my heart assuredly. Of course, I'd have to do a little cheating. "Yes, Mousse win marry Shampoo."
He relaxed and smiled as he leaned against my breast (again. Will he stop doing that?). I let him stay there and have his moment. You could say I felt guilty that I was using him like that. And deep down, I hoped that I would grow to love him. He would be a good husband who would definitely love me. I did not doubt that at all. Yet, why could I not accept his love openly. One answer lommed in my head over all others. Ranma. I could not forget about him. He haunted my mind and my soul every minute of every day ever since I met him. It could also be that I did not find Mousse worthy of my perfection, but mostly, it was Ranma. Somehow, I figured, Mousse will just have to live with him if he was to live with me.
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After my little visit with Kuno, I decided to go see Dr. Tofu and see what he could do about my mess. Maybe he'd have some ideas about how to get me pregnant. When I presented my dilemna to him, he thought for a moment before he answered me. And the answer he gave was the perfect solution. I could not have dreamed up a better one.
The clinic was gratefully calm when I arrived that afternoon. "Dr. Tofu? Hello?"
He came waltzing out with his skeleton, Betty, and humming a tune. I was absolutely positive that Kasumi and visited him earlier. "Hello, Nabiki Tendou. My, your sister is enchanting... " A hazy look spread across his face and his glasses started to fog up again.
"Dr. Tofu?"
"Hmmm?" He glanced in my direction as if he has seen me for the first time. "What can I do for you?"
"Doctor... What would you do if I said I need to get impregnated by Tatewaki Kuno?" I waited patiently for his reply.
To my disappointment, he laughed loudly and jested, "Why don't you ask him to help you out with that one."
I strode up to him and poked his chest with my index finger. "Look, Doc. I'm serious here. Don't you have some medical methods of making that possible?"
He pushed the bridge to his glasses up his nose and thought for a second. "You know... maybe... I do have a deposit of his sperm somewhere around here."
I was almost afraid to ask. Why would Dr. Tofu have Kuno's sperm? "Urrmmm.... Why do have his uhhh... sperm?"
"Oh," He snapped on some rubber gloves casually. "As soon as Kuno hit puberty, the family kept a store of his seeds so in case of an emergency, they would always have an heir to the Kuno estate. Aren't you lucky?" The rubber gloves roved over to a small freezer where they pulled out a steel cylinder. "I can do the procedure right now. Are you ready?"
I gulped when he pulled out a big cylindrical block of ice from the steel tube. "R-ready?" I was stammering. I NEVER stammer. "Uhhhhhh... uh... uh, sure. Sure I'm ready. Are you sure you know how to do this?"
"Gynecology? Oh, it's a snap. Let me just get my book..." He skimmed through the shelves as a agitated look flashed on and off his face. "Hmmm... where is that darn book? Oh well! I'll just have to do it from memory, won't I?" He smiled at me and snapped his gloves again to make sure they were on tight.
The rest of the details, I won't go into. Let's just say, by the time I got home, the pregnancy test read positive and I was on my way to becoming Mrs. Tatewaki Kuno.
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"HEY! KONATSU! CLOSE UP THE PLACE!" I was irritated. Ryouga had left a long time ago. Okay, so he didn't act out of love, only out of lust. "He just wanted someone to knock up for the night..." I was mumbling under my breath as I undressed for the night. "Guys... who needs them... nothing but grief... bastards all of them... kill all of them... inhuman bastards..." I climbed into bed and laid there staring at the ceiling. "If I ever get my hands on... Nabiki, that bitch... services?... for money of course... maybe he likes her... WHAT DOES SHE HAVE THAT I DON'T HAVE!?!" With the last statement, I bolted up and slammed my fists against my mattress. "I AM BEAUTIFUL AND CAPABLE! MEN ARE IDIOTS! GRRR!"
Suddenly, I didn't feel quite like sleeping anymore. I threw off the covers and started pacing loudly. Someone had once told me that love was like chocolate. Too much of it is bad for you. "DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT!" On the other hand, love isn't love unless it's mutual. Unrequited love is just infactuation. Did I ever love Ranma? It's obvious he never loved me. I was infactuated with him and that led to my downfall. My infactuation was my hamartia, my weakness that defeated me. "I refuse to be defeated..."
Twenty minutes later, I was wandering the sleeping streets of Nerima looking for Ryouga again. "I must win... I must win..." The madness was taking over and I couldn't help myself. It was as if I was driven by some invisible force that pushed me through each alley and avenue until I found him. He filled my thoughts as I walked. Every corner I turned, my heart would jump with the hope of finding him there. Lucky for me, I didn't find him. I walked back to the restaurant exhausted and disappointed, yet relieved somehow. If I had truly found him, I knew I would do something I would have regretted. You can say I was very very fortunate.
The morning came by drowsily for I was still completely fatigued from the night before. Still, I had to get myself up. Okonomiyakis don't make themselves. My luck changed since last night. People kept pouring in until the whole place was filled. Why can't I have business like that when I'm not dying?
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I was serving breakfast that morning when I heard someone quite sick upstairs. Soon, Nabiki came downstairs dabbing at her mouth with a napkin. Following behind her was Ranma with his arm around Akane's waist looking rather content with his new living arrangement I presume. I was mored concerned for Nabiki since she sounded like she was vomitting up there. "Nabiki", I said gently as I placed a bowl of rice in front of her, "are you feeling all right?"
"I'm glad you asked, Onei-chan." She stood up before the family, Uncle Saotome and all, and said, "Everyone, I have an announcement to make." I was looking at her curiously. What in the world did she mean? "I'm pregnant."
Oto-chan dropped the bowl he was holding. Uncle Saotome grunted a little. Akane gaped open mouthed. Ranma smothered a laugh in his palm. I blinked and smiled at her thinly. "Congradulations, Nabiki. Akane, we're going to be aunts."
Akane snorted. "I can't believe you, Nabiki. You went out and got knocked up?"
Oto-chan snapped the chopsticks in his hands. "WHO WAS IT? WHO DID THIS TO YOU?"
"Oh, relax, Dad. It's not his fault. I did it willingly. He's going to marry me anyway." Nabiki sat down coolly and picked up her chopsticks. "You should be happy, Daddy. I'm going to marry into a very good family."
"AND WHAT FAMILY WOULD THIS HAPPEN TO BE?" He was beginning to twitch.
"The Kuno family. I'm going to marry Tatewaki Kuno."
Ranma spat the mouthful of rice he was chewing. "YOU'RE GONNA DO WHAT?" He started laughing hysterically. I didn't think that was very nice.
"Ranma, please don't speak with your mouth full. Why, Nabiki, isn't this nice? It's so lovely to know that you'll be marrying into a well to do family." I sat at my place and started picking at my own bowl.
"NICE?" Oto-chan boomed. "I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!"
"Dad, if you don't accept these arrangements, then the child will be illegitimate. Do you want that for your grandchild?" Nabiki finished and gently set her chopsticks on her bowl. "You can think about that while I go out for today. Let me know about your consent when I get home."
I tried to catch her eye as she walked out just like the day before, but she was avoiding me. Turning around, I gave my father a comforting pat on his hand. He looked like he was going to have a heart attack. "Dad, I'm sure Nabiki knows what she's doing. Besides, we'll know she'll never have financial problems."
Ranma interrupted with, "Yeah, but I'm sure she'll have plenty of problems keeping the stallion in the barn. Mr. Blue Thunder there couldn't possible be able to commit to one wo-" Akane elbowed him in the ribs. She looked down at the table and commented, "She'll be fine. Kuno isn't a horribly bad choice."
After the family finished their first meal of the day, I set off to return the book to Dr. Tofu.
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I fumed from the inside as Cologne sat with me planning my wedding to Mousse. Slowly, I self addressed all the invitations and laid them in a neat stack. The stack was starting to look lopsided so I began another one. "An invitation the the wedding event of Shampoo and Mousse for Ranma Saotome and friend..." I carefully wrote on an elaborately decorated red card.
The fight earlier went terribly well. I made sure Cologne was there to watch the whole thing as I put on a good defeat. I knew that she knew exactly what I was doing, but she didn't object. You can say the whole show was for face. If I had just agreed to marry him lickety split then that would have broken thousands of years of tradition. I had to let him win; he would have never beaten me on his own. Of course, Cologne wanted me to marry him after what we did...
Now I sat and fantasized about the look on Ranma's face as he saw me with Mousse. I smiled curled on my lips as I scribbled over a character error. "Shampoo! You're wasting cards. You've already messed up five of them. Try to be more careful."
"Sorry, Great-grandmother." I grabbed another card and wrote, " ...for Kuno family and friends..." Another card. "...for Soun Tendou and daughters..." Another. "...for Ryouga Hibiki and friend..." And another. "...for Ukyou..." I was pretty sure Cologne wanted me to invite the whole town. I was hoping for a smaller wedding, but she wanted a traditional Chinese one with the marching through the streets and everything. Humiliation in it's purest form: a Chinese wedding.
I would have to wear the red wedding dress and the red veil and the headpiece... The stupid headpiece is so heavy. It was made of pure gold cast with elaborate designs and jewels, made a few hundred years backand has been in my family since. It reminded me of the sort of headpieces that I used to imagine all the princesses of dynastic China would wear when they married their handsome dashing princes or warriors. I was marrying a duck man who was not strong enough to even defeat me in battle. Ranma was strong and dashing. He had defeated me TWICE before I knew him when no one in my village could defeat me once.
"Shampoo..." Mousse sat down next to me and cooed in my ear. I murmured my acknowledgement of him and continued to stencil out spatcula girl's invitation. "Are we done with the arrangements? I'm so excited about the wedding night." His last comment was whispered softly, but it still made me cringe. I smiled meekly when he squeezed my hand in his.
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Kuno was home like I expected. It was simple really. He had to marry me now that I bore his seed. I could feel the child inside me like a living, fullness that wasn't there before. My motives were still unclear to me. My rash thinking, I knew, would lead me to my downfall. I didn't care. It felt right somehow. I had known Kuno since forever though the thought had never really occurred to me until the day before that I would possibly love him. Love was funny.
I sat casually on a desk in his study for a moment as he sent his servants away. Closing the door silently behind him, he grinned at me wickedly. Before I knew it, my body was pressed up against his, in other words, GLOMP. He was nuzzling my neck and nibbling on my ear with his hands on my hips pulling me even closer. I was starting to melt in his arms when I snapped out of it. "KUNO!" I pushed him away from me hard. I rearranged myself on the desk so I was sitting comfortably. "Are you ready to own up to what you did? Kuno-chan, I'm very much pregnant. What are you going to do about that?"
I could see the gears in his head slowly turning and clicking. He narrowed his eyes and thought hard. "Nabiki," he said without his usual formality, "I will do the honorable thing like I have promised thee. A man of my stature shall not take back his word." He started making his way towards me again with a lusty gleam in his eye. "Ever since that night, I haven't stopped thinking about you. I can't eat, I can't sleep. I could only think about you and your-"
I stopped him on his tracks. "Do you love me?"
The question struck him by surprise. "Love?" He repeated the word slowly as if it were foreign to him. "Do I love you?"
"Kiss me."
"But haven't I kissed you many ti-"
"Not a real kiss! You never really kissed me! That was all just sex. I want you to kiss me. Kiss me." I hopped off the desk and stood dangerously close to him as my eyes roamed over his broad chest. My finger gently traced the folds of his clothes. "Kiss me."
He leaned forward put his lips gently on mine. I could feel his hand cupping my chin and the other run through my hair. His tongue parted my lips and probed the inside of my mouth. This sensation sent sparks through my whole body and made my knees buckles. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. A few minutes later I came back up for air and breathed, "Wow..." I stepped back and brushed off invisible specks of dust from my skirt. "So, when should we get married?"
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N otes: Yeah, that's it. Notes... notes.. notes... *taps desk with fingers*. I love Kuno and Nabiki coupling. Maybe I'll just do a spinoff so I don't concentrate too much on just them.
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A Ranma 1/2 Fan Fic
by V. Zhao
Disclaimer: Ranma 1/2 is copyrighted to Rumiko Takahashi and is used here without permission. I do not own... Awww, you know the drill.
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Notes: If you are wondering like some people why my plot so far sucks, well, I have a simple explanation: I had no original plot to start with. I kind of just sat down and and typed. Yes, I am a horrible author in that sense. Maybe the story will have an actual plot later. Thank you for reading so far. On to the "plot."
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Cha pter 3: A Kisser
I trampled over Mousse for my hurry to get up to my room to scheme. Now that I told Ranma that I had a new ai ren, wouldn't I have to prove it? I would need a strong man, a man who Ranma would have great potential to be jealous of. He would also have to be known to Ranma. Who could that be? Another thought crossed my mind. Why not Mousse? Great grandmother was going to make me marry him anyway. All I had to do is make a big show of how we're so good together. Then Ranma will be jealous for sure. "Moooouuuusssssssssseee..."
As I expected, he came sprinting into my room. I had never actually let him in willingly before except for last night. "Shampoo, you called me?"
"Yes. Shampoo want know when do wedding."
He stood there like a statue for about five minutes before he snapped out of it and entered a state of pure bliss. "Really? You're not messing with my mind, are you?"
"No. Shampoo very serious. Want marry Mousse now. Sooner better."
He rushed over and kneeled next to the chair I was sitting. I let him take my hand and kiss me. "Ohh, Shampoo. I've waited so long for this moment. Ever since-" He stopped dead on his tracks. "What about the two thousand year tradition? I have to defeat you in battle..."
"No problem. Mousse fight Shampoo later. Mousse win." I guarenteed him that he would win the battle and my heart assuredly. Of course, I'd have to do a little cheating. "Yes, Mousse win marry Shampoo."
He relaxed and smiled as he leaned against my breast (again. Will he stop doing that?). I let him stay there and have his moment. You could say I felt guilty that I was using him like that. And deep down, I hoped that I would grow to love him. He would be a good husband who would definitely love me. I did not doubt that at all. Yet, why could I not accept his love openly. One answer lommed in my head over all others. Ranma. I could not forget about him. He haunted my mind and my soul every minute of every day ever since I met him. It could also be that I did not find Mousse worthy of my perfection, but mostly, it was Ranma. Somehow, I figured, Mousse will just have to live with him if he was to live with me.
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After my little visit with Kuno, I decided to go see Dr. Tofu and see what he could do about my mess. Maybe he'd have some ideas about how to get me pregnant. When I presented my dilemna to him, he thought for a moment before he answered me. And the answer he gave was the perfect solution. I could not have dreamed up a better one.
The clinic was gratefully calm when I arrived that afternoon. "Dr. Tofu? Hello?"
He came waltzing out with his skeleton, Betty, and humming a tune. I was absolutely positive that Kasumi and visited him earlier. "Hello, Nabiki Tendou. My, your sister is enchanting... " A hazy look spread across his face and his glasses started to fog up again.
"Dr. Tofu?"
"Hmmm?" He glanced in my direction as if he has seen me for the first time. "What can I do for you?"
"Doctor... What would you do if I said I need to get impregnated by Tatewaki Kuno?" I waited patiently for his reply.
To my disappointment, he laughed loudly and jested, "Why don't you ask him to help you out with that one."
I strode up to him and poked his chest with my index finger. "Look, Doc. I'm serious here. Don't you have some medical methods of making that possible?"
He pushed the bridge to his glasses up his nose and thought for a second. "You know... maybe... I do have a deposit of his sperm somewhere around here."
I was almost afraid to ask. Why would Dr. Tofu have Kuno's sperm? "Urrmmm.... Why do have his uhhh... sperm?"
"Oh," He snapped on some rubber gloves casually. "As soon as Kuno hit puberty, the family kept a store of his seeds so in case of an emergency, they would always have an heir to the Kuno estate. Aren't you lucky?" The rubber gloves roved over to a small freezer where they pulled out a steel cylinder. "I can do the procedure right now. Are you ready?"
I gulped when he pulled out a big cylindrical block of ice from the steel tube. "R-ready?" I was stammering. I NEVER stammer. "Uhhhhhh... uh... uh, sure. Sure I'm ready. Are you sure you know how to do this?"
"Gynecology? Oh, it's a snap. Let me just get my book..." He skimmed through the shelves as a agitated look flashed on and off his face. "Hmmm... where is that darn book? Oh well! I'll just have to do it from memory, won't I?" He smiled at me and snapped his gloves again to make sure they were on tight.
The rest of the details, I won't go into. Let's just say, by the time I got home, the pregnancy test read positive and I was on my way to becoming Mrs. Tatewaki Kuno.
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"HEY! KONATSU! CLOSE UP THE PLACE!" I was irritated. Ryouga had left a long time ago. Okay, so he didn't act out of love, only out of lust. "He just wanted someone to knock up for the night..." I was mumbling under my breath as I undressed for the night. "Guys... who needs them... nothing but grief... bastards all of them... kill all of them... inhuman bastards..." I climbed into bed and laid there staring at the ceiling. "If I ever get my hands on... Nabiki, that bitch... services?... for money of course... maybe he likes her... WHAT DOES SHE HAVE THAT I DON'T HAVE!?!" With the last statement, I bolted up and slammed my fists against my mattress. "I AM BEAUTIFUL AND CAPABLE! MEN ARE IDIOTS! GRRR!"
Suddenly, I didn't feel quite like sleeping anymore. I threw off the covers and started pacing loudly. Someone had once told me that love was like chocolate. Too much of it is bad for you. "DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT!" On the other hand, love isn't love unless it's mutual. Unrequited love is just infactuation. Did I ever love Ranma? It's obvious he never loved me. I was infactuated with him and that led to my downfall. My infactuation was my hamartia, my weakness that defeated me. "I refuse to be defeated..."
Twenty minutes later, I was wandering the sleeping streets of Nerima looking for Ryouga again. "I must win... I must win..." The madness was taking over and I couldn't help myself. It was as if I was driven by some invisible force that pushed me through each alley and avenue until I found him. He filled my thoughts as I walked. Every corner I turned, my heart would jump with the hope of finding him there. Lucky for me, I didn't find him. I walked back to the restaurant exhausted and disappointed, yet relieved somehow. If I had truly found him, I knew I would do something I would have regretted. You can say I was very very fortunate.
The morning came by drowsily for I was still completely fatigued from the night before. Still, I had to get myself up. Okonomiyakis don't make themselves. My luck changed since last night. People kept pouring in until the whole place was filled. Why can't I have business like that when I'm not dying?
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I was serving breakfast that morning when I heard someone quite sick upstairs. Soon, Nabiki came downstairs dabbing at her mouth with a napkin. Following behind her was Ranma with his arm around Akane's waist looking rather content with his new living arrangement I presume. I was mored concerned for Nabiki since she sounded like she was vomitting up there. "Nabiki", I said gently as I placed a bowl of rice in front of her, "are you feeling all right?"
"I'm glad you asked, Onei-chan." She stood up before the family, Uncle Saotome and all, and said, "Everyone, I have an announcement to make." I was looking at her curiously. What in the world did she mean? "I'm pregnant."
Oto-chan dropped the bowl he was holding. Uncle Saotome grunted a little. Akane gaped open mouthed. Ranma smothered a laugh in his palm. I blinked and smiled at her thinly. "Congradulations, Nabiki. Akane, we're going to be aunts."
Akane snorted. "I can't believe you, Nabiki. You went out and got knocked up?"
Oto-chan snapped the chopsticks in his hands. "WHO WAS IT? WHO DID THIS TO YOU?"
"Oh, relax, Dad. It's not his fault. I did it willingly. He's going to marry me anyway." Nabiki sat down coolly and picked up her chopsticks. "You should be happy, Daddy. I'm going to marry into a very good family."
"AND WHAT FAMILY WOULD THIS HAPPEN TO BE?" He was beginning to twitch.
"The Kuno family. I'm going to marry Tatewaki Kuno."
Ranma spat the mouthful of rice he was chewing. "YOU'RE GONNA DO WHAT?" He started laughing hysterically. I didn't think that was very nice.
"Ranma, please don't speak with your mouth full. Why, Nabiki, isn't this nice? It's so lovely to know that you'll be marrying into a well to do family." I sat at my place and started picking at my own bowl.
"NICE?" Oto-chan boomed. "I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!"
"Dad, if you don't accept these arrangements, then the child will be illegitimate. Do you want that for your grandchild?" Nabiki finished and gently set her chopsticks on her bowl. "You can think about that while I go out for today. Let me know about your consent when I get home."
I tried to catch her eye as she walked out just like the day before, but she was avoiding me. Turning around, I gave my father a comforting pat on his hand. He looked like he was going to have a heart attack. "Dad, I'm sure Nabiki knows what she's doing. Besides, we'll know she'll never have financial problems."
Ranma interrupted with, "Yeah, but I'm sure she'll have plenty of problems keeping the stallion in the barn. Mr. Blue Thunder there couldn't possible be able to commit to one wo-" Akane elbowed him in the ribs. She looked down at the table and commented, "She'll be fine. Kuno isn't a horribly bad choice."
After the family finished their first meal of the day, I set off to return the book to Dr. Tofu.
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I fumed from the inside as Cologne sat with me planning my wedding to Mousse. Slowly, I self addressed all the invitations and laid them in a neat stack. The stack was starting to look lopsided so I began another one. "An invitation the the wedding event of Shampoo and Mousse for Ranma Saotome and friend..." I carefully wrote on an elaborately decorated red card.
The fight earlier went terribly well. I made sure Cologne was there to watch the whole thing as I put on a good defeat. I knew that she knew exactly what I was doing, but she didn't object. You can say the whole show was for face. If I had just agreed to marry him lickety split then that would have broken thousands of years of tradition. I had to let him win; he would have never beaten me on his own. Of course, Cologne wanted me to marry him after what we did...
Now I sat and fantasized about the look on Ranma's face as he saw me with Mousse. I smiled curled on my lips as I scribbled over a character error. "Shampoo! You're wasting cards. You've already messed up five of them. Try to be more careful."
"Sorry, Great-grandmother." I grabbed another card and wrote, " ...for Kuno family and friends..." Another card. "...for Soun Tendou and daughters..." Another. "...for Ryouga Hibiki and friend..." And another. "...for Ukyou..." I was pretty sure Cologne wanted me to invite the whole town. I was hoping for a smaller wedding, but she wanted a traditional Chinese one with the marching through the streets and everything. Humiliation in it's purest form: a Chinese wedding.
I would have to wear the red wedding dress and the red veil and the headpiece... The stupid headpiece is so heavy. It was made of pure gold cast with elaborate designs and jewels, made a few hundred years backand has been in my family since. It reminded me of the sort of headpieces that I used to imagine all the princesses of dynastic China would wear when they married their handsome dashing princes or warriors. I was marrying a duck man who was not strong enough to even defeat me in battle. Ranma was strong and dashing. He had defeated me TWICE before I knew him when no one in my village could defeat me once.
"Shampoo..." Mousse sat down next to me and cooed in my ear. I murmured my acknowledgement of him and continued to stencil out spatcula girl's invitation. "Are we done with the arrangements? I'm so excited about the wedding night." His last comment was whispered softly, but it still made me cringe. I smiled meekly when he squeezed my hand in his.
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Kuno was home like I expected. It was simple really. He had to marry me now that I bore his seed. I could feel the child inside me like a living, fullness that wasn't there before. My motives were still unclear to me. My rash thinking, I knew, would lead me to my downfall. I didn't care. It felt right somehow. I had known Kuno since forever though the thought had never really occurred to me until the day before that I would possibly love him. Love was funny.
I sat casually on a desk in his study for a moment as he sent his servants away. Closing the door silently behind him, he grinned at me wickedly. Before I knew it, my body was pressed up against his, in other words, GLOMP. He was nuzzling my neck and nibbling on my ear with his hands on my hips pulling me even closer. I was starting to melt in his arms when I snapped out of it. "KUNO!" I pushed him away from me hard. I rearranged myself on the desk so I was sitting comfortably. "Are you ready to own up to what you did? Kuno-chan, I'm very much pregnant. What are you going to do about that?"
I could see the gears in his head slowly turning and clicking. He narrowed his eyes and thought hard. "Nabiki," he said without his usual formality, "I will do the honorable thing like I have promised thee. A man of my stature shall not take back his word." He started making his way towards me again with a lusty gleam in his eye. "Ever since that night, I haven't stopped thinking about you. I can't eat, I can't sleep. I could only think about you and your-"
I stopped him on his tracks. "Do you love me?"
The question struck him by surprise. "Love?" He repeated the word slowly as if it were foreign to him. "Do I love you?"
"Kiss me."
"But haven't I kissed you many ti-"
"Not a real kiss! You never really kissed me! That was all just sex. I want you to kiss me. Kiss me." I hopped off the desk and stood dangerously close to him as my eyes roamed over his broad chest. My finger gently traced the folds of his clothes. "Kiss me."
He leaned forward put his lips gently on mine. I could feel his hand cupping my chin and the other run through my hair. His tongue parted my lips and probed the inside of my mouth. This sensation sent sparks through my whole body and made my knees buckles. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. A few minutes later I came back up for air and breathed, "Wow..." I stepped back and brushed off invisible specks of dust from my skirt. "So, when should we get married?"
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N otes: Yeah, that's it. Notes... notes.. notes... *taps desk with fingers*. I love Kuno and Nabiki coupling. Maybe I'll just do a spinoff so I don't concentrate too much on just them.