[Fanfic][R1/2][Dark/Lemony]Insignificant

	I urge you to read this story and tell me 
what you think!

Eric Adams Presents
Insignificant
Characters created by Rumiko Takahashi and are 
not my own.

For my friend who I hope survives to find love.

	Ukyou Kuonji sat at the bar and did her best 
to drown herself in her drink.  In her hand she 
held a potent blend of Tequila, Whiskey and Iced 
Tea, she had no idea what it was called, but it 
soothed her sorrows.
	So Ranma had married Akane, big surprise, 
everyone knew it would happen.  It had been 
expected.  In a surprising and bold move, Ranma 
and Akane had run away to elope.  In their way 
they were defying their parents wishes and 
following their own hearts, they had returned a 
few days later and there had been a more formal 
reception to which Ukyou had been invited.  
She had gone to the reception and had smiled 
numbly and offered hollow words of 
congratulations all the while biting her lip to 
keep from crying. 
	Shampoo had attended as well, Cologne and 
Mousse were noticeably absent.  Ukyou thought she 
heard the same hollowness in Shampoo's voice but 
kept her thoughts to herself.  The two of them 
had exchanged pleasantries and avoided each 
other's eyes.  Ukyou had wondered where Cologne 
and Mousse were, but before she had a chance to 
ask, Ranma asked for a single dance. 
	Her heart pounding she let him lead her onto 
the dance floor, where under Akane's watchful eye 
they had danced slowly, cheek to cheek.  She held 
back more tears, and let him lead, a false smile 
on her face.  As the song drew to a close, Ranma 
kissed her on the forehead, and told her that he 
would always consider her his friend and that she 
would always be welcome as a guest.  Her heart 
breaking, Ukyou mumbled assurances that she would 
stay in touch and always be his friend, before 
returning to her place along the wall.  She noted 
with some disgust that Ranma repeated the dance 
with Shampoo. 
	She had not noticed Akane approaching her 
from across the room and was subsequently 
surprised when the newlywed touched her shoulder.  
Akane had smiled pleasantly and asked her if she 
was all right.  Ukyou merely nodded and went back 
to her silent vigil.
	She had thought to ask Shampoo if she wanted 
to get together some night but Shampoo had 
disappeared shortly afterwards.  Cologne and 
Mousse had no idea where the girl had run off.
	That had been a month ago.
	Since that night, she had yet to say one 
word to Ranma and he kept his distance, out of 
pity or respect she was not sure.  Though she 
heard rumors that things between him and his wife 
were wonderful.  Perhaps he could not be bothered 
with a depressed friend.
	But she had not come to this bar to focus on 
the past.  She was here to get piss drink, like 
she had last night and the night before.   Thank 
god it was summer, so her grades would not slip, 
not that she actually cared about something as 
trivial as school.
	She sipped some more on the foul tasting 
concoction before her and scanned the room.  Two 
young lovers sat in a cozy booth drinking from 
the same cup.  She flicked her eyes quickly away.  
That�s when she noticed the handsome man sitting 
next to her.  When he noticed her gaze on him he 
smiled at her.
	Quietly, she got up from her seat and made 
her way to the bathroom.  The full effects of the 
alcohol had not set in yet and she felt very 
sober.  
	Once in the bathroom Ukyou stood in front of 
the mirror and adjusted the ribbon in her hair, 
straightened her dress and made sure she was 
real.  She applied her best makeup and walked 
back out to the seat next to the handsome man.  
An idea already forming in her head.
	"Hi," she smiled nervously, "I'm sorry if I 
was rude, but I wanted to make myself look 
presentable.  My name is Ukyou."
	The man grinned at her and stylishly slicked 
back his hair, "I'm Toshi, it�s a pleasure to 
meet her."
	"I'm sorry if I'm being a bit forward," 
Ukyou began awkwardly, "but I was wondering if 
you would like to dance."  She indicated the 
stairs to the second floor where loud music 
drowned out all other sound.
	"Sure," he nodded for emphasis.  Toshi took 
her hand and escorted her upstairs.
	Ukyou danced recklessly, her mind far away. 
She let the rhythm of the music carry her body, 
her eyes closed most of the time.  She moved 
sexually her body sometimes coming in close 
contact to his, her breasts brushing against his 
chest, her crotch on his knees. He gripped her 
waist at times and when her back was turned to 
him he pressed his body close against hers till 
she could feel his hard sex against her butt.  
Ukyou had no problem seducing the man.
	All the while, she let him lead, allowed him 
to believe it his choice when their lips first 
met.  Later, as he bought her more drinks, she 
let him gently rub her breasts.  He grew bolder 
as the night wore on until his hands slipped into 
her skirt and caressed her thighs and her sex.  
Inwardly she railed against him, outwardly she 
smiled pleasantly as he grew surer of himself.
	He leaned close to her, and Ukyou heard the 
words she wanted to hear, "You want to come back 
to my place?"
	Grinning wildly, Ukyou nodded and let him 
lead her out of the bar.
	During the ride to his house he had 
continued to rub her between her legs until she 
was wet and aching for penetration.  Barely able 
to control herself until they arrived in his 
apartment, Ukyou closed her eyes and held her 
breath, silently she called the man every foul 
name she could think of.  
	Once they arrived at his place, they quickly 
retreated upstairs to his apartment where she 
stripped naked and laid herself on his bed. 
	"You are beautiful," he complimented her.
	"Thank you," Ukyou couldn't care less what 
he thought of her.  She had failed Ranma, and she 
had failed herself.  Maybe in some small way she 
could bring a bit of happiness to this fool even 
if the only thing he actually cared about was 
what lay between her legs.  She just wanted to 
make someone happy and if she got a small amount 
of pleasure out of it then so be it, but it was 
not her goal.
	The act of penetration was what she ached 
and longed for.  For years she had been saving 
herself for Ranma, but his marriage to Akane had 
removed any hope she had of him being her first.  
Two weeks after the reception she decided relieve 
herself of that burden and had masturbated 
herself to a climax. Coldly and efficiently she 
had pierced her own hymen, removing her 
virginity.  Every night since then she had 
masturbated.  Except for the first night, she 
always stopped short of giving herself an orgasm; 
as if she didn�t quite deserve it.
	Tonight, though she wanted to be penetrated 
and she pulled Toshi down on top of her. The act 
of penetration almost brought to her orgasm, but 
after he was firmly inside her, she once again 
buried her lust and lay still. She responded when 
expected but gave no more of herself than she had 
already given.
	To say that Ukyou and Toshi were making love 
or even having sex was a grossly over 
romanticizing what she was doing.  If she had 
thought that there was any hint of love in this 
act she would not be letting him fuck her. But 
she knew better, the look in his eyes spoke of 
where his interest in her lay.  If anyone had 
suggested to her that she was doing anything 
other than fucking she would've laughed out loud.  
	He came suddenly and Ukyou reacted by faking 
her own orgasm.  She had to fake because she was 
no where near being excited, her juices having 
run dry shortly after penetration. His movement 
during the whole affair had only hurt her.  
	Spent he lay on top of her until she pushed 
him off.  
	She realized with some trepidation that they 
had not used protection and hoped that the idiot 
had not gotten her pregnant.  Standing up she 
gathered her clothes and went to the bathroom to 
get dressed.
	From the bedroom she could hear him talking 
inanely, "That was great,"
	Ukyou rolled her eyes at his stupidity.
	"Was it good for you?"
	Ukyou said that the sex had been great and 
that he was the best lover she had ever had. She 
pulled on her skirt and adjusted it.  A quick 
glance in the mirror confirmed that she was still 
real.
	"Maybe we could do it again later tonight?"  
Toshi sounded like he had gotten up and was now 
moving around the bedroom, "What do you think?"
	She opened the door and stepped out fully 
dressed, "I think that if you want to come again 
tonight you are going to have to do it yourself."
	"Hey what the hell?"  Toshi looked at her, 
surprise on his face, "You don't have to go."
	She stopped him with a glare, then shrugged.  
"I'm not staying."
	She walked to the door and opened it.  He 
caught her arm and she hoped that he would so 
something that would give her an excuse to hurt 
him.  
	"Don't I even get your number or something," 
he asked petulantly. 
	She smiled her practiced false smile at him, 
"Sorry." She pulled free of his grasp and shut 
the door quietly behind her.  She held her breath 
until she reached the elevator.  He apparently 
was not coming after her.
	The cool night air felt good on her face 
after the hot fever of the apartment.  Once she 
was far enough away from Toshi's apartment she 
leaned over and puked.  Grasping the lightpost 
near her she heaved until her stomach was empty 
then continued on her way home.  
	She quietly slipped inside and shut the door 
behind her.  Konatsu was at the counter, having 
fallen asleep waiting up for her.  She smiled 
fondly at him and ran her hand through his hair, 
waking him up.
	"Ukyou, I'm glad you are home.  I was 
beginning to get worried about you it's getting 
late." He looked up at her the concern clearly 
etched on his face.
	"I'm alright," she started to make her way 
up the stairs, "I'm tired, are you going to sleep 
now?"
	He nodded and followed her upstairs.  Ukyou 
wished him a good night and retired to her own 
room.  Her legs hurt and she felt raw between 
them.  
	The single mirror in the room anchored her 
to reality.  Tomorrow she would have to get 
another one or maybe two more, there were to many 
bare walls in her room already.  She crawled 
quietly into bed, curled herself into a ball and 
cried herself to sleep.

Afterword:
	This story isn't quite done yet, but I 
wanted to release it first to see what the 
readers thought of it. Thanks for any comments 
that may be forthcoming, any suggestions on the 
story or improvements or general complaints on 
whether Ukyou would end up like this will be 
answered and thoughtfully considered.  Thanks.