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David A. Tatum wrote:
I wrote this one. Ashamed to say it, almost. As I recall, it
produced a
tiny bit of... unusual... c&c when I posted it to the Refuge.
Just reply, either publically or privately. Enjoy!
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This may not be to everyone's tastes. It's Ryouga\Akari, and
it's not my
typical fare. Enjoy.
Too Much Lovin'
A Ranma Spamfic by David A. Tatum
Disclaimer: Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko Takahashi, not me.
Author's Notes: Uh... just got inspired.
Ditto.
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Tears formed in Ryouga's eyes. "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! THANK YOU!"
he cried,
gathering her up into his arms and squeezing for all he was worth.
*squish*
Ryouga blinked, looking at his fiancee. Letting her go, he went
over to
the phone and dialed a number. "Hi, Ranma? Could you let me talk to
Nabiki?" He glanced over at the bloody mass that used to be the
girl who
loved him. "I'm going to need a lawyer."
And this brought to mind something I had been mulling over for a
while. Suffer, mortals!
Mystery Fusion # 19
Disclaimer: As always, moved to footer.
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He tightened his arms around her, hugging with all his might, not
thinking for a moment about the consequences. She reacted, hugging
him back twice as hard, leaving him to fall limp in a pile on the
floor, twitching in pain. "Ow," he managed.
She giggled letting go of him. "Oops! Forgot about that. Be careful,
Ryouga-kun," she admonished, studying him closely. "You've had
worse," she judged after a moment.
He blinked in confusion looking up at the girl he intended to marry.
"When did you get so strong?" he asked, puzzled and in deep pain.
She shrugged, looking away for the moment. "I should tell you, if
we're going to be getting married... my last name isn't Unryuu." She
sighed, patting Ryouga's head comfortingly.
Ryouga's first through was 'danger' in big, flashing, red kanji.
"Um?" he asked, ignoring his danger sense and plowing bravely forward.
She sighed, looking skyward. "Unryuu-san was simply the first to find
me after we... fell back, I suppose." She shook her head. "They were
upset that we had beaten them, depriving them of the chance to take
our planet and make it their own. They banished us... I don't know
where the others are. But they sent me here." She nodded, clenching
a fist and posing dramatically. "I think I understand, now, though I
didn't, then."
Ryouga began to puzzle on the intricacies of escaping while his spine
was crushed into a bow-tie. "Eh?" he persisted, not really thinking
about it.
"The way I figure it," the girl said, closing the only door to the
room and beginning to tug at her clothing, "is that our best chance
for survival is to make things go they way... they did before." She
smirked, dropping her dress to the floor, and pausing a moment to
free her hair from its ties.
Thoughts of escaping did just that, while Ryouga blinked. "Ur?" he
managed, his eyes bulging at Akari's barely concealed curves as she
knelt, working at his own clothing.
"Sorry," she said after a moment, having some trouble with the leg
bindings Ryouga habitually wore. "Anyway. The thing is, we need the
Headmaster to help us out, and we don't really know who he is. He's
not an alien, but he's so much more than an average human..." She
sighed, tugging Ryouga's shirt off, while he gurgled into her
cleavage. "Am I confusing you?"
"Murph," he explained.
"Right. Anyway, I think that the best chance for us to create Grant
is you and I to have a child... only this time, if we can,
_lots_ of
them. No reason to leave just one for the year three thousand..."
Ryouga felt a dim wonder at the fact that, he couldn't really blame
Ranma for this one. And it was kind of a shame, really, though he
wouldn't exactly want to run up to Ranma and scream, "Ranma! Because
of you, I was seduced by a psychotic woman who was able to
physically overpower me!"
Akari removed the last articles of her own clothing, and as they
vanished, so did Ryouga's conscious thoughts for the moment.
***
Much, much later, as he groggily collected his bearings, though he
didn't completely allow himself to realize the enormity of the
situation, he managed to ask, "Who were you before you were an Unryuu?"
She sighed, curling around him languorously. "Kanzaki," she murmured,
"Kanzaki Akari."
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Disclaimer:
Battle Athletes belongs to Pioneer, and Ranma 1/2 is the property of
Takahashi Rumiko.
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