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Sent: Wednesday, December 08, 1999 5:41 PM
Subject: [FFML] [Fanfic][RanmaAlt] [Two Types of Liars part 2]
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This fits into my Two Types of Liars alternate universe setting. I got
kind of tired of all the filler I was writing, so I decided to just skip
around
to the good stuff. Hope you enjoy, and C&C of any type is always welcome,
and I
respond to everyone. Even flames are fine, just let me know what you
thought.
What has gone on before, for those who haven't read the first one.
Ranma arrives at the cursed training ground, the guide turns out to have
an evil sense of humor, both Ranma and Genma fall in pools, Genma into SOD
large
breasted woman, Ranma into SOD girl. All of the pools are SOD some type of
human, and some have mental curses to go along with the physical.
They learn that to reverse the change, the cursed victim has to orgasm.
Doesn't matter how, although quality does matter. After an amount of time
depending on the quality passes, the victim reverts to cursed form.
The Saotomes are understandably shocked, but adjust. Then they, umm, get
caught with their pants down at the local Chinese Amazon Catholic Church,
ran by
Chinese amazon nuns. A few misunderstandings, and it's time to run
screaming in
terror.
Now they're about to meet the Tendos.
"Akane! Hey, you! What do you think you're doing to my little
sister?" Kasumi screamed. "PERVERT! FATHER, GET THE SWORD!"
Akane looked up from her task, eyes wide in surprise as Kasumi
began yelling. She was wearing an unbuttoned shirt, and her bra was
missing. Closer inspection would have revealed that the bra was being
used as a rope.
"MMMMPH!" mmmphed the bound and gagged boy tied up in the storage
shed.
"Kasumi! Would you shut the door?" Akane screamed back.
"Akane, how could you let this boy talk you into this? He's just
a pervert like the rest of them!"
The boy in question, named Goto, would have liked to point out
that it wasn't HIS idea, in fact he had been against it for this very
reason. But he would have settled for a chance to get away with all
body parts intact. "MMMPH!"
Akane stood up and tried to push Kasumi out the door, but Kasumi
shied away from her touch.
"Don't touch me until you've washed your hands! I saw what you
were doing!"
Akane shrugged. "Ah, you're just jealous. I'll even let you
have a turn if you wanna."
"MMMPH!" Goto cried, shaking his head furiously to show what he
thought of that idea.
Kasumi searched the room and grabbed an old broom propped against
one wall. Akane took a defensive stance, shirt flaring wide.
In another part of the house, Nabiki sat in her room and looked
out the window, guiltily reading a trashy romance novel. Ever so often
she would sigh and hold the book to her chest, a dreamy look in her
eyes.
Twin shrill screams interrupted her fantasies, nearly causing her
to drop the book. She quickly shut the window and went to her bed,
trying to block out the sounds of combat below.
Downstairs in the living room, Soun sat quietly drinking a bottle
of strong sake. Every time he heard another crash he'd take a slightly
longer pull.
Even the somewhat unusual sight of a mostly naked boy getting
chased through the house by a broom wielding Kasumi didn't cause much
of a reaction.
When Akane ran through topless, he turned on the TV. It wasn't
the first time something like this had happened, and he feared that it
wouldn't be the last.
Oh, sure, he'd been upset when it first appeared that some boy
had been fooling around with his youngest daughter, but it had turned
out that Akane had accidentally spilled some candles on him and he had to
go to the hospital because of the burns. Nothing had actually
happened, and he was spared the duty of killing the boy.
It had been a while before Akane had another boyfriend, something
he was profoundly grateful for. Her next one wasn't exactly one he
would have preferred he to see though. Akane would never ride a
motorcycle again, he'd seen to that. He hated the idea of her getting
into a wreck again. Poor boy.
Kasumi had caught her trying to sneak several boys into the house
and ran them off, and she'd also been grounded for sneaking out more
than a few times.
Each time it happened he was amazed anew that Kasumi knew every
one of the boy's mothers, and the boys had gradually lost interest in
seeing his daughter.
But now she was staying home more, along with his eldest
daughter.
He shuddered briefly and took another drink. Those two were
going to drive him into the grave at this rate.
The ringing of the doorbell caught his attention, then he looked
at the time. (Mail), he thought. (Maybe it'll be good news.)
Although Kasumi was the one that usually brought in the mail, he
could tell that she was busy.
(Hmm, lets see. Bill, letter from angry parent, bill, magazine,
bill, magazine, H manga, must be Akane's, postcard, junk mail.) He
paused to throw most of the mail away, then looked at the postcard.
Tendo:
Coming from china with Ranma.
Saotome.
At last! The answer to his prayers! He could only think of one
thing to say as the sound of a paper wall tearing in the background
reached his ears.
"Oh, thank god."
****************
"Now listen girls, I've something very important to tell you,"
Soun began as he called the family meeting together.
"Is it about Akane's transgression this morning?" Kasumi asked
hopefully, privately wondering why her father had a wide grin on his
face.
Akane responded by sticking her tongue out at her older sister.
"Well what was I supposed to do? I don't want to still be a virgin at
your age. Face it Sis, you're turning into an old maid." She too
wondered why her father seemed so happy all of a sudden. She liked the
change though, although the nature of his grin disturbed her. (Maybe
he got lucky with one of the neighbors?)
Soun waved his hand through the air, cutting them both of before
they really got into another argument. "No, I've just received a
postcard today. Genma Saotome is bringing his son Ranma here soon."
Both Kasumi and Akane perked up at the announcement, although for
very different reasons. Soun cut them off before they could say
anything though.
"Now listen carefully. The reason they are coming is so we can
honor a promise made a very long time ago, a promise to unite the Tendo
and the Saotome schools of Anything Goes Martial Arts. Ranma will
marry one of you two."
Immediately they started screaming.
"I'll take him!" Akane yelled, happily agreeing to marry the
strange boy. (If I'm married, Kasumi can't say anything!)
"No, Father! You can't do this! He's a pervert!" Kasumi
protested.
"So?" Akane yelled back. "I don't care, you don't want him, let
me have him!"
"Father, you can't let Akane marry some perverted little boy!
You don't know what they'd do!"
Soun, who had his hands clasped firmly over his ears, finally
slammed his hands down on the table, making the three sisters jump.
"uh, i'll take him," Nabiki said in a very small voice.
"Let's just get this straight," Soun said firmly. "The promise
will be honored, and Ranma will marry one of you." An unholy light
began to glint in his eyes. "Oh, yes. One of you will be married and
have a life of your own." A short giggle escaped him before he
stopped.
They all heard a knock on the door.
"Ah," Soun said, standing up. "That must be them now."
The girls began to stand as well.
"SIT!" ordered Soun. They all sat back down. "Good, now, I will
go meet our guests." He walked away to the door.
At the table, the girls all looked at each other in confusion.
They could distantly hear a short cry of welcome, followed by a short
scream of surprise.
A babbled apology, a few words that weren't heard well enough to be
understood, and another short scream of surprise. Footsteps were heard
getting closer.
Akane squirmed in anticipation, Nabiki dreamily fantasized about
her dream lover all the way until they walked into view, and Kasumi
twitched, wishing for a broom to chase the perverts away with.
None of them were exactly prepared for their father to walk in,
followed by an older woman with very large breasts and a young red
haired girl.
Soun put his arm around the young girl and pointed her at the
group at the table. "Girls, I'd like you to meet Ranma Saotome and her
father Genma."
They all blinked in confusion. Akane spoke up, "Um, isn't Ranma
a..."
"Yes, by now you may well be aware that Ranma is in fact a girl."
Ranma bristled at the statement, but Soun continued anyway. "This
complicates matters, but at this point I don't care anymore." He
turned to Ranma. "Ranma, my girl, this is my daughter Kasumi, age 19.
She's an excellent cook, keeps the house spotless, and would make the
perfect housewife."
Ranma nodded, bewildered.
"And if you would prefer someone closer to your own age, this,"
Soun said, waving at Akane, "is my youngest daughter Akane, age 16."
Akane smiled and waved, prompting Ranma to smile nervously back
and lift one hand in a shy wave.
"Pick which ever one you want, that's your new wife. Husband,
whatever they call it now days."
Ranma choked, Genma shook her head and left, and the three girls
were very surprised.
"Wow, Daddy, I didn't know you were so open-minded!" exclaimed
Akane.
"Yes, yes," Soun said modestly, "I know I'm a very modern person.
Live and let live I always say, there's no reason for the schools of
Anything Goes Martial arts to be stuck in the past, clinging to archaic
standards of who marries whom." (Especially when there are daughters
to marry off.)
"But, but..." Kasumi began.
Soun looked directly at Kasumi. "You were always saying how all
boys are perverts, here's a girl that would be perfect for you."
Ranma finally managed to choke out, "Hey, wait! I'm a guy
already! And what's this about marriage?"
"Aww, how cute," Akane said. "She wants to be the guy in the
relationship. Way to go Kasumi! She looks like quite a catch! Just
look at the size of her breasts!" Akane stood up and felt of Ranma's
chest, causing Ranma to back into Soun.
Soun stood immobile, making sure Ranma wasn't going to escape.
Kasumi slid off the bench and crouched on the floor with her
hands over her head. "This is not happening, this is not happening..."
she repeated to herself as her family clustered around her, dragging
her to her feet to congratulate her and her new husband.
Or was that her wife? No, she was the wife, she had been raised to be
the wife, and the girl wanted to be the pervert. Or was that her
sister? Her sister was a boy? Kasumi finally fainted from the strain.
Thanks for reading! Hope you C&C.
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