Subject: [FFML] [Ranma][LEMON] The Clan - Chapter 4: Consequences
From: Chris Jones
Date: 10/14/1998, 3:39 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

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The Clan - Chapter 4:

Consequences

by Chris Jones
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	The story Nodoka told the police was one she had carefully
crafted well before the actual event. She had phoned them with
her tip, of course, and had taken matters into her own hands
when they ignored her. She informed Miss Fujito and Masahita of
her concerns, and had her son, a competent martial artist, on
hand to defend them should her theories prove out.
	The killer had broken in when Nodoka was serving snacks to
the group. After a brief scuffle, he had taken his own life when
he realized he couldn't escape the powerful martial artist.
	Of course, forensic tests would show that the wounds were
consistent with the theory that the obviously 'retarded and
deformed' individual had stabbed himself.
	As Nodoka explained the story, the detective couldn't help
but notice how deep and persuading and...
	"Excuse me, Mrs. Saotome. I missed that last bit."
	"Oh, yes. I was saying that he ate some of our pastry
before he stabbed himself. Wasn't that rude?"
	"Oh.... yes... Tell me. Was his blood this color to begin
with, or did someone here do something to it?"
	"It all happened so quickly. I don't think we did
anything. Perhaps he was taking..." she paused, her carefully
crafted expression becoming horrified. "*Drugs*..."
	Nabiki watched the situation with a feeling somewhat akin
to awe.  Nodoka was manipulating the police so subtly...
	She shook her head. The line between what had actually
happened and the story Nodoka was feeding the police was so thin
that she doubted that the woman hardly needed any of her powers
to reinforce it. It would stand up under intense investigation,
and anything *unusual* that the investigation did turn up would
be dismissed as error, or attributed to the killer's oddities,
instead of Nodoka or Kasumi's presence.
	It was the perfect crime. There wasn't even a guilty
conscious to give the woman away. 
	Kasumi was playing it up, too. Nabiki had never seen her
sister act before, but the girl had just started crying when the
officers arrived. She had been at it nonstop for over an hour.
More than that, she was enciting Midori and Hisawa to bawl as
well. Both the girls had had several crying jags in front of the
police. From Kasumi's act, and the stress of the situation,
Nabiki found herself just about ready to do the same thing
herself.
	An hour or two later, when the police left, Kasumi's act
stopped, just like that. Nabiki was rather shaken by the whole
thing.
	"Would you care to spend the night in our home?" Nodoka
offered Midori and Hisawa after the last policeman had stepped
from the room. She pointed to the sticky black pools on the
floor and the white chalk lines that surrounded the Ravener's
body. "It won't be easy to sleep in this place, and we have an
extra room."
	The two girls tearfully accepted and went to pack
overnight bags, but Midori stopped just as she was about to
sling the bag over her shoulder.
	"You've been so kind to us," she said, a kind of terrified
gratitude showing on her face. "Is there anything we can do for
you in repayment?"
	Nodoka exhaled carefully and motioned Kasumi next to her
side. "There is something you can do, if... you are willing."
	Hisawa hefted an overnight bag and nodded. "Anything! We
almost certainly would have been killed tonight, if not for
you."
	"Anything?" Nodoka asked. "You just might change your
minds. You see... normal humans couldn't have killed that...
thing. It takes a special... breed. My clan has been in the
business of destroying those things for thousands of years. As
you can guess, it is not easy for us."
	The two girls nodded. Nabiki had an eerie suspicion what
was coming next.
	"We must drink blood from time to time to keep our
strength," Nodoka stated bluntly. "It is only from blood that we
can keep our stamina and powers."
	This was new, Nabiki thought. Sure enough, however, a
glance at Kasumi showed a kind of exhaustion that Nabiki rarely
saw on her sister's face.
	Another glance at Midori and Hisawa informed Nabiki of the
look of shock and misbelief the girls were showing.
	"It is not something I ask lightly," Nodoka explain. "And
we will not force you by any means. You are still welcome to
spend the night regardless."
	Nabiki didn't expect the girls to accept, but after
several seconds, both Midori and Hisawa's expressions became
resolute.
	"You saved our lives," Midori said. "If you need blood to
do it again, then you can have some of mine. What do I have to
do?"
	Hisawa nodded her agreement.
	"It is very simple... and you won't even remember it
afterwards." Nodoka's eyes started glowing slightly.
	Midori began to tremble, but clenched her fists. "I'm
ready," she whispered.
	Nodoka took a pace closer to the girl, her fangs beginning
to show. 
	"Uuunnnnbbbbuuutttooonnn yyyooouurrrr
bbblllooouuuussee..." Nodoka commanded.
	Midori's eyes glazed over almost instantly, her hands
going to the collar of her blouse. 
	Nabiki noticed Ranma turning around hurriedly. She
suspected that it had less to do with modesty than what his
mother was about to do.
	Nodoka gingerly kissed Midori's neck, and closed her jaw
over the girl's jugular.
	Nabiki heard Ranma grumbling behind her. "Some state this
is," the martial artist whispered. "I thought we were supposed
to *keep* the monsters from drinking blood," he complained.
	Nabiki hissed a quiet 'hush' at him, focusing her
attention on the spectacle in front of her. 
	After a minute or so, Midori groaned quietly and collapsed
in Nodoka's arms. A few streams of blood ran down her neck, but
the only wound Nabiki could see was a large black bruise in the
same spot from which Nodoka had drunk. The vampire produced a
damp cloth and sponged the excess blood away from the girl's
neck and breasts. She rebuttoned Midori's blouse and laid the
girl gently on the floor.
	Hisawa looked in horror at her roommate. "Is she okay?"
she asked frantically.
	Nodoka nodded, wiping her lips on the cloth. "She will be
lightheaded for a few days. It's nothing to worry about. Are you
still willing, dear?"
	Hisawa looked back and forth between Midori and Nodoka for
several seconds with apprehension, but her expression softened
slightly when Midori groaned again and started snoring.
	"I guess so... Does it hurt?"
	"Of course not," Nodoka offered in a comforting tone.
"Kasumi is very gentle. Kasumi?"
	Nabiki watched as her sister took a step toward the
trembling girl. She stopped abruptly, however and turned to
Nodoka. 
	"I can't do the voice, Auntie," Kasumi explained in a
worried tone.
	"It's okay, child. You will learn." Nodoka turned to
Hisawa. "Iiiitttt wwwwiiiilllll bbbbeeee bbbbeeeesssstttt
iiiiffff yyyyooouuu aaaarrrreeee aaaasssslllleeeeeeeepppp,
Dddddddeeeeeaaaarrrr."
	Hisawa nodded and passed out.
	Nabiki jumped and ran forward to help her sister catch the
girl as she fell.
	"She's okay," she said, glancing at Kasumi.
	For the first time, Nabiki saw her sister's fangs.
	Her eyes glowing slightly, a pinker shade than Nodoka's,
Kasumi sank her teeth into Hisawa's neck and slurped noisily.
	"Slowly dear," Nodoka prompted, as Nabiki stared in horror
at the spectacle inches in front of her face.
	Kasumi's slurping quieted until she was gently sucking at
the girl's neck. Nabiki managed to back away as Kasumi reached
up to cradle the unconscious girl's neck, wrapping her fingers
through her hair.
	Nabiki noticed with some fascination that Kasumi was
moaning quietly as she drank.
	"It's very pleasant," Nodoka whispered in Nabiki's ear as
way of explanation. "And this *is* Kasumi's first time."
	A quick glance around revealed that Akane had her back
turned as well, standing next to Ranma and trembling slightly.
	
* * *	

	Ranma, Nabiki and Akane had been sent back to the dojo
with Midori and Hisawa. Both the girls were groggy and light
headed, and only had vague memories about passing out after the
police left.
	Kasumi and Nodoka stayed behind a few minutes longer to
discuss the damage.
	"Why is its blood black, Auntie?" Kasumi asked, glancing
at one of the sticky puddles.
	"It's thick with evil, Kasumi." Nodoka knelt next to the
puddle and gazed at it. "That's what my grandmother always said.
We think the creatures breath nitrogen, so my mother believed
that their blood contains many heavy metals, where human blood
has only  iron in any meaningful amounts. They will not submit
to any kind of analysis, and decay quickly after death, so we've
never been able to test our theories."
	"It's awful." Kasumi stated.
	Nodoka nodded. "That's why we do this, Dear." She noted
Kasumi trembling slightly, and the blush that had adorned the
girl's face ever since she drank Hisawa's blood. 
	She knew this had nothing to do with how horrible the
evening had been. She had been through this situation before.
	"Let's go someplace private, Dear. We have a lot to talk
about." Nodoka clasped Kasumi's shoulder and led her from the
room.
	Locking it behind them, both women waved to the policeman
standing in the hall just outside the apartment and made their
way down the elevator and out into the dark Tokyo night.
	When they were finally alone on the sidewalk, Nodoka posed
her question to the still trembling girl.
	"Does it burn?" she asked.
	"A-auntie?" Kasumi stammered.
	"It's fairly normal. Your body is very excited right now
from drinking Hisawa-san's blood. Do you think you can make it
home, or is the arousal too great?"
	Kasumi looked at Nodoka with shock and guilt. "H-h-how did
you know?"
	"Because I feel the fire, myself. Honestly, I can't wait
to get back, so that I can spend a few hours making love to
Genma. I had hoped that I could wait until all three of you had
husbands and families for this reason."
	Kasumi stared at the older woman in shock. Eventually, she
had to turn her head to look at the ground to keep from tripping
because she was shaking so much.
	"These feelings are wrong!" She declared guiltily. "I... I
wanted to *touch* that girl!"
	Nodoka nodded. "It was because she was the source of your
pleasure. You will learn eventually to reassociate those
feelings with someone you love."
	"But..."
	"Isn't there a young doctor who you want to give those
same feelings to?"
	The image Nodoka's words produced was like electricity.
Kasumi faltered and almost collapsed as the orgasm pierced
through her body. She gasped out loud and fell against Nodoka,
who supported her.
	"Can you make it home, Kasumi?" Nodoka whispered to the
shaking girl.
	Gritting her teeth, Kasumi shook her head.
	"Here..." Nodoka led the girl into an alley. She found a
relatively clean and hidden place near some crates, and nestled
Kasumi into it.
	"A-a-auntie?"
	"I'll make sure you cannot be seen. You can do what you
need to right here."
	Kasumi could not belive what the woman was asking her to
do! Just...just... She couldn't even bring herself to *think*
the word. 
	The fire still burned, however. Kasumi's brow was damp
with perspiration, and her legs were weak with desire. Worse,
she could feel a slight dampness between her thighs. She
shuddered and gulped at the air.
	Nodoka took a few steps away and drew her katana from the
silk bundle. She held it in both hands and turned away from
Kasumi.
	Finally, Kasumi found she could no longer bear the
pressure. The burning feeling became more pressing than her
guilt. She fixed an image of a certain chiropractor's face
firmly in her mind and began to spread the folds of her kimono.
With both hands, she gripped the waist band of her panty hose
and slid them down around her thighs.
	Moaning in a combination of guilt and desire, Kasumi
pulled her panties down as well, exposing herself between the
narrow gap in the folds of her kimono.
	Somewhat surprisingly, Kasumi found that her fingers knew
exactly where to go. She quickly encountered a warm wetness as
she began to stroke. That slick, slippery feeling only
intensified the burning. 
	She had caught Akane doing this one time, and knew that
Nabiki did it frequently, but Kasumi had never masturbated in
her life. The touch of her finger against the sensitive little
knob she never really admitted existed before was like fire.
	Kasumi sank to her knees and continued to caress herself.
Her clitoris, already engorged with blood and desire, was the
center of a storm that blew across her body. She moaned again
and fell over, one hand supporting her body over the pavement
and the other running up and down her petal-soft folds.
	She gasped out loud, feeling a tearing tension building
inside her. Suddenly, it was as if her body had exploded. Kasumi
gritted her teeth against the wail that threatened to tear
through her lips. 
	She came twice, in quick succession.
	Nodoka shifted, hearing the guilty mouse-like rustle
behind her. 
	"Tofuu..." Kasumi moaned breathily.
	Nodoka stiffened her posture, deciding to give the girl a
few more minutes to herself. Kasumi probably needed to
straighten up, if nothing else.
	After just a few seconds, though, Nodoka heard a choked
sob behind her.
	Sighing, Nodoka turned. She was afraid of this.
	Kasumi was collapsed against the wall, her hose and her
panties down around her knees, sobbing like a lost child.
	"Oh, dear."
	Kasumi began to wail like she had been stabbed.
	"What's wrong, Dear," Nodoka asked. She was pretty sure
what was upsetting the girl, but thought that it was the best
place to start the discussion from.
	"I feel so dirty..." Kasumi cried. 
	Nodoka did her best to keep her own tears at bay. She
knelt next to the girl and wrapped her arms around her. "There's
no reason to feel dirty or guilty."
	"I've become so evil!" the girl wailed. 
	Nodoka shook her head and tried to comfort the miserable
Kasumi. "Almost every one does it at one time or another."
	"How could anyone ever look at me again?!?!" Kasumi
wailed.
	"Kasumi, you have to calm down," Nodoka stated firmly.
"There was nothing wrong with what you did. It's perfectly
natural."
	"O-oh, Lord," Kasumi sobbed. "P-please forgive m-me..."
	Nodoka shook her head. Kasumi was becoming hysterical. If
she allowed this to continue, the consequences could be
disastrous.
	"Kasumi," she began in a low, angry voice intended to get
the girl's attention.
	Slightly taken aback, Kasumi looked up from her tear
streaked hands.
	"Was your mother evil, Kasumi?"
	"M-other?" Kasumi sniffed. "Mother would have never done
something like this!"
	Nodoka set her jaw. "The first time I saw your mother, she
was masturbating in the Furinken girl's locker room with a
vibrator."
	Kasumi gaped at the older woman in shock.
	"I was forever taking dirty magazines and trashy novels
away from her. Without my senses to keep the girl out of
trouble, I'm almost certain she would have been expelled for
'licentious behavior'."
	"*Mother*?!?!"
	"She fornicated with your father for a solid year before
they were married. They could never keep it in the house,
either. Always in the back yard, or in the dojo..."
	"*My* *Mother*?!?!??"
	"As her first daughter, I was quite sure you were going to
grow up to be quite the hellcat."
	Rather sheepishly, Kasumi began to work her panties back
up her legs. Tears were still flowing freely down her face, and
she still felt guilty, "Really? Mother?"
	Nodoka nodded. "I was rather surprised you turned out so
conservative, actually. You shouldn't feel bad about those
feelings, Kasumi. You really do come by them honestly."
	"But I feel so bad about... *that*. I feel so... *dirty*."
	"Go home and take a bath."
	Kasumi grimaced and wiped the tears from her cheeks. "I've
always read that that was a sin, Auntie. How can I go on like
this, if it makes me sin?"
	Nodoka sighed. "It's not a sin, Kasumi. It's just... a
sign that you need to marry. *Soon*."


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