Royal by PhoneyNT
Note : Yes, this contains a poker game. And I tried very hard not to bore you
with any details about the hands dealt or bets made. So please read it
through. Thank you.
Note 2 : Now I see the importance of planning dialogue. Frankly this dialogue
sucks don't it? If you ever get around to C&C'ing, please tell me
how I can improve the dialogue...of course, regular C&C is also very
welcome.
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"Damn!" Ukyo swore at the empty seat. Four were occupied.
"You shouldn't curse," Kasumi told her.
"Look," Nabiki said smugly, "if you just paid up then we could play our
poker game for regular stakes and then you could get someone to join in."
"This is stupid anyways, just pay your debt, Ukyo!" Ranma, in girl form,
said, sighing.
Shampoo nodded, saying, "Yes, Ranma take Shampoo on date with money we
win!"
Ukyo cut her off. "Think! Think! Akane won't play for sure...Ranma's
mom...forget that! We don't want Kodachi..."
"Why not pick another guy?" Ranma muttered.
"Are you joking? We only picked you because you're half-girl!"
"Where's the sixth person anyways?"
"Out on a date! She called me up at the last moment to say she changed
her plans!"
Kasumi spoke up. "I know a guy who could play and we wouldn't have to be
worried!"
"We already have Ranma," Nabiki reminded her.
"Tofu! He's a doctor! That kind of thing doesn't bother him!"
"Hmm...you may be right! Heck, I'm calling him...I've waited too long
already for some real poker!"
"Cool," Nabiki yawned. She adjusted her five scarves, four caps, and
the necks of the three blouses she was wearing. "With all this, I should be
able to take someone out in one shot if they're foolish enough to call my
bets..." she thought, looking at Ranma.
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Tofu stepped through the door to Ucchan's. He could hear Ukyo explaining
something to the players. "--the loser owes the winner 4000 yen. The winner
is the one with the most left when someone loses it all." The voice paused.
"Nabiki! That's cheating!"
He went around a wall and could see Nabiki talking. "You never said we
all had to play with the same amount to start with, right?"
"Hi!" Dr. Tofu exclaimed. He walked and sat down at the table.
All the eyes tried to pretend like they were uneasy around him.
"Where are the poker chips? Say! Shampoo, that's a nice dress you have
on."
"Thank very much!"
"Thank you so much for inviting me, Ukyo," Dr. Tofu smiled, "this will be
so relaxing."
"Uh...yeah..."
The players began to talk, masking their uneasiness. Ranma sighed, bored
as they jabbered for fifteen minutes. By the end of that time, the girls were
laughing together with Dr. Tofu.
"So, let's deal 'em up!"
"I'm glad to get started!" Kasumi grinned from where she was partially
hidden in shadow.
"K-Kasumi? You're h-here?" Dr. Tofu stammered. His glasses began to fog.
"W-Well...let's get to the game then! Wow! I have a great hand!"
Ukyo stared at the full deck in her hand and then at Tofu's empty hands.
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"You didn't have to do that," Dr. Tofu muttered, feeling the scratch be-
hind his neck from Ukyo's slapping him with a spatula.
"Yes I did," Ukyo said grimly. She picked up the deck and began to deal.
Tofu winced at the pain of the cut. "Actually, this isn't so bad...and it
is keeping my mind clear and on target."
He looked at Kasumi. Through his clear glasses he could see a vision of
prim beauty. It looked up and smiled at him. He grinned awkwardly back.
"Ahem!" yelled a voice in his ear.
"Oh! Yeah!" he exclaimed. He looked at his hand, contemplated, then bet,
was called, drew, bet again, and came out pretty good.
"As I explained earlier, Dr. Tofu, three winners stay neutral, three
losers lose their bets," Ukyo informed.
"What? What kind of payoff system are you using? Don't I get paid?"
"You want their clothes, Dr. Tofu?" Ukyo asked, confused.
He paled. Everything came clear in an almost painful second.
"Wh-wh-why?"
"Long story. We picked you because a doctor is less likely to make us
feel uncomfortable. And Ranma doesn't really count."
"Hey!" Ranma interjected.
"Oh...my..." Dr. Tofu stammered, "I just remembered, I have to go to sleep
early because--"
"Please don't back out! We need a sixth player!" Ukyo begged.
At the eyes of everyone looking at him expectantly, he settled himself in
his chair again. "Fine..."
Ranma took off one shoe, Ukyo took out her hair bow, and Shampoo removed
one of her hair binds.
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Thirty minutes later.
"Damn it all," Tofu swore silently at his hand.
Ranma only had pants on now, and everyone else was almost at that stage.
Except Nabiki, Kasumi, and himself. Tofu looked again at the losing ones.
Ranma sat there miserably, almost weeping over her poker hand. Nabiki looked
intently at his expression and bet her kneepads and wristbands.
Ranma's hand obviously hadn't turned out right. Her pants were on the
line here. She looked thoughtful for a second. "I'm out," she sighed, dropp-
ing her hand on the table. She immediately removed her pants and sat back
down in her boxers now.
Tofu looked at her nearly-bare body and the newly revealed legs. "He's
quite pretty as a girl," Tofu thought offhandedly.
Ukyo chuckled. "No bras off today, friends!" She called Nabiki's bet.
"Three winners, remember?"
Shampoo laughed at this. "Shampoo is third then." She called the big
bet and readjusted herself. Her chinese shirt rustled a bit, almost aching
to join her pants on the floor. Tofu could hear the silk of her panties rub-
bing against the chair. "What is she wearing silk for? Girls these days,"
Tofu thought.
Kasumi looked worried. She sighed. "I don't have anything! I think I'll
fold."
"Losing her shirt," Ukyo grinned. The grinned turned into a look of sur-
prise when Kasumi reached inside the blouse and brought her bra out from be-
neath it instead. "Why'd you do that?" Ukyo asked.
"Well, I do get to choose. It's far less revealing this way. Better to
lose from the inside out, no?"
"Pretty smart," Nabiki admitted.
Tofu just grunted and called Nabiki's bet.
The scores were racked, and Ukyo had to take off the bra. She blushed
furiously in front of Ranma as she did so. "I really didn't expect this,"
she admitted as it came off and revealed her chest to the all the players.
Ranma just sighed. Tofu looked at her and nearly laughed. "This game is
over, next round. Boy am I glad." His gaze strayed a little to the left.
Kasumi was shifting uncomfortably in her seat, causing her breasts to freely
shift and slightly bounce quite visibly beneath the fabric of her blouse.
Tofu began to zone out watching those holy globes dance their magic in his
mind. He shook his head and averted his eyes, thinking, "What would people
think if they knew I was thinking like this?"
Kasumi sneezed, catching Tofu's attention. Her breasts sort of shook just
as he looked back. Suddenly, he knew what he had to do.
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Ten minutes later.
"How is Ranma lasting this long?" Nabiki wondered aloud.
"Luck, and a little help from me," Tofu said silently, "just gotta keep
him in third!"
He threw away another chance for victory and was pleased as Ranma came in
third place yet again.
"Guess I'm better than you thought, eh?" Ranma smiled triumphantly.
"Oh my," Kasumi said. She stood up and removed her dress, then tried to
sit down and get her legs under the table again, but not before Tofu could
glimpse her panties. Was that pink satin he saw? Satin panties?
"What a high!" he admitted to himself.
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"This is the last round, guys," Ukyo noted, "it's getting late."
She dealt the cards out expertly. Tofu, without thinking, deliberately
dropped the cards that would give him a win. "Wait a minute," he thought, "I
might as well win and bet big since this is the last round...damn! Too late!"
Some would say the gods were watching over him that night. He gaped at
his hand and bet everything he still had on.
"Bold, aren't you?" Nabiki quipped.
"Oh my," Kasumi said again.
"Dr. Tofu, with all due respect, we aren't amateurs; don't try to bluff us
out. Please. It kind of ruins the game," Ukyo said apologetically.
"I'm sorry," Tofu said, looking downcast. None could see his sinister
grin.
"Ho boy," Nabiki couldn't resist saying, "...some talk to much!"
Shampoo looked frustrated and folded. Off went the bra, finally.
Everyone matched Tofu's bet.
"...done? Okay, betting closed. Ranma, what do you have?"
"Full house!" she grinned, causing Kasumi and Ukyo to wince. Nabiki just
coolly adjusted her third pair of panties beneath her pair of long johns.
Ukyo glared at her once more and considered putting a cap on just how much one
could start with.
"Who will be fourth, I wonder," Kasumi said.
"Two of you," Tofu laughed. The girls gaped at his royal straight flush.
"No way!" Ukyo gasped. Three of a kind aces didn't seem too good anymore.
Nabiki calmly dropped four of a kind nines.
"I...I thought he was bluffing," Kasumi said sadly. The other girls nod-
ded agreement. She put down two pair.
"Four articles of clothing," Nabiki ordered coldly. "I guess Kasumi and
Ukyo lose. That's a lot of money you owe us, you guys."
Ukyo sneered at her at having her plan foiled. "Well, having established
that, let's pack up and--"
"--Hold it!" Tofu interjected, "you still have to lose your clothes!"
"No way am I losing the REAL game now!" he thought secretly.
"Well, he IS right," Shampoo, Ranma, and Nabiki agreed.
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Ukyo blushed like no tomorrow when she quickly lowered her panties and
stood in the nude before all of them. She looked at Ranma and nearly died of
embarassment. "Why'd I think this up?" she berated herself, too late.
Tofu's mind was elsewhere. His was on the shyly stripping Kasumi. He'd
never had a chance to examine her before since she never got hurt. All her
features burned into his mind as she revealed them. The pain of his cut for-
gotten, all he could do was focus on her, his love, her body, her beautiful
hair, the aspect of her he had not considered until now, what her body would
look like next to his, and her possible love for him.
Kasumi blushed horribly just like Ukyo. Soon it was all off and she just
stood there, wondering what to do. She looked at Dr. Tofu, and his glasses
were fogged over so thick she was sure he couldn't see a thing. That was
good. Or was it? Didn't she want him to see her? Weren't you supposed to
not care around people you like? Like opening yourself up to something?
Wasn't it supposed to come naturally? Hmm. She would have to work on making
it come naturally.
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"Good day Kasumi!"
"Good day, Dr. Tofu!" Kasumi blushed slightly, just as she had since the
incident two weeks ago. "I've come to return this book!" This time, she
would do it. She had to! No more backing out!
"Thank you. Just put it right here!"
She complied. "Hmm, the clinic's empty right now..."
"They seem to leave just as you're coming around. I wonder why."
"That really is strange. Oh well!" She started to say something, then
stopped. "No," she said to herself, almost angrily. She'd been evading it
for two weeks, trying to get up the courage. The courage...forget courage,
this was stupid, oh god, he would reject her...no...he would want her, would
ask to marry her, yes, that's what would happen...
"That is what would happen," she said to herself over and over, con-
centrating on those words even as she said different ones.
"Anyways, Doctor...could I get a therapeutic massage from you? I slept
weird last night, I guess. Father says you are good at them..."
"Okay, let me just go, you undress and lie on the table in there, use this
robe to cover your lower body, and I'll come back in--"
"Shh!" Kasumi whispered. "Now I've started it, like jumping into the air
above a cold swimming pool, might as well fall in and get comfy," she re-
solved silently. She smiled a shy smile and threw off her clothes.
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the end
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I still don't know whether it's better to have explained Kasumi's motivation
for taking it all off or to have just left it as a pleasant surprise. Or
maybe to just scrap the whole fic. :>
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