LEMON CAUTION: This story is rated 'Lemon' meaning that adult situations
and sex form an integral part of the plot.

(YARTS - Yet Another Ranma Twin Story - Coming _eventually_ to a mailing
list near you! ;-)

I think the next part in this story will be the final one.  I have a
(I hope) surprise ending, so stay tuned.  I think I've also found I can't
concentrate on two story lines at once - so YARTS may finally get a look
in after I finish this.

Training Kuno (A YARTS side story)

INTERLUDE

  Kuno walked up to his teacher, his employer and his charge - Nabiki.
"I have failed in my task." He admitted, handing his training sword to
Nabiki hilt first. "I have proved unworthy of your trust.  My life, my
honour, are in your hands."  Kuno knelt, his eyes downcast, to await
Nabiki's punishment.

  Nabiki looked at Kuno, his face partially concealed by shadows - a
single tear of shame rolling down his cheek.  Shocked faces showed from
windows in the school building behind them.  "Really, Kuno love - do you
have to be so melodramatic?" She asked, idly examining the wooden sword
she held.

  Kuno said nothing.  The silently gathering clouds that blotted out the
summer afternoon sun perhaps answering for him.

  Very well, Nabiki thought, I shall respond in kind. "Tatewaki Kuno!
You say you have failed and are prepared to pay for your failure." Nabiki
touched the wooden edge of the sword lightly to Kuno's throat.  He
remained deathly still - the rain matting his hair and flowing over his
face.  "I say you have done well ... well enough." She declared, tapping
either shoulder of Kuno in the Western gesture of knighthood. "Rise up
Upperclassman Kuno and accept your sword.  Your honour was _never_ lost
and is not mine to return!"

  A flash of lightning crashed across the scene*.  My God, Nabiki
thought, please tell me that was a coincidence!

  [* - The Surgeon General Warns - Overdramatism can seriously damage your
characterisation.]

LESSON 4 - 'Mother, may I'.

  Nabiki lays back on the sunny grassy hillside.  "Feeling any better,
Kuno dear?" She inquired.

  Kuno looked at Nabiki, she was wearing a pair of tight fitting shorts
and a sleeveless form-fitting shirt that wasn't quite long enough when she
stretched out.  "The scenery does lighten my heart, I thank you for your
concern."

  Nabiki smirked. "Now, now, remember you're here for your next lesson."
She reminded Kuno, giving him a quick look over.  He was wearing a light
blue shirt with a small lightning fork in silver over his shirt pocket.
The trousers he was wearing were of light fabric suitable for the summer
day and a shade lighter than Navy blue.  Hmm, not bad, she thought.

  "Is this a suitable place?  I mean anyone could walk in on us."

  "Oh, Kuno baby! What _do_ you think we'll be getting up to?" Nabiki
asked - causing a slight increase in the flow of blood to Kuno's face.
"Don't worry this is pretty far out of the way - and most people will be
down by the lake anyway."  Nabiki propped herself up on one elbow and
rolled to face Kuno. "Besides, the idea that someone might spot us - don't
you find it a little exciting?"

  Kuno was stuck for a coherent reply - for some reason.

  "Now, today's is a very important lesson.  I'd like you to try to
imagine that you are physically attracted to me."*  Nabiki said, "Perhaps
you can pretend you want to crush my body into your arms, perhaps you
might want to give me a passionate kiss."

  [* - Yeah, _that's_ going to be difficult ;-P ]

  The heat must be getting to me, Kuno decided, that's why I'm sweating
right now.  "I think I might manage that."

  "You remember our little 'blind fighting' exercise?" Nabiki continued.

  Kuno's throat felt dry, "Yes ... Yes I do."

  "Well in a date, or other more strenuous activities, it's important to
know what your partner is willing - would like - to do.  You must use all
your senses, learn to understand a girl's body language and how her
physical reactions show her feelings." Nabiki explained.  "For example,"
she said, sitting up and facing Kuno resting on her heels with her legs
apart. "Do you think _this_ body posture is saying anything to you?" She
asked.  Demonstrating by taking a deep breath, trailing one hand down her
front (briefly cupping one breast) before pulling the fabric of her shorts
up to straighten out any creases.

  Kuno froze, images of the pig-tailed goddess and Akane before his inner
eye.  He couldn't _really_ be attracted to Nabiki could he?  No he
decided, this was just training and he was in complete control.

  *Mmmph!* Kuno became aware of several things. 1. Two sharp metal points
a couple of centimetres apart were pressed into his skin. 2. He was lying
down, and it wasn't the ground underneath him. 3. His lips were currently
pressed firmly against those of someone else.

  "N-Nabiki!" He cried hurriedly sitting up, wondering briefly why she
hadn't fired the taser.

  *Haaah!* Nabiki let out her trapped breath. "Pretty good guess there,
Kuno dear." She said, her legs still trapped under him.  "But there's one
more way to tell what a girl wants - and it should be the most important
one."

  "What is that?" He asked as he moved off Nabiki's body and sat to the
side of her.

  "You can _ask_ her and listen to what she says." She pointed out.
"That's why we're going to play a little game called 'Mother May I' (or
'Nabiki May I' in this case."

  Kuno nodded, but his puzzled look had returned.

  "It's quite simple. Just ask - politely for what you want including the
words 'Nabiki May I'.  If you are polite enough and I feel like it I
_might_ decide to allow you to go ahead.  If you rush, or I don't feel in
the mood you'll be refused." Nabiki spelt out.

  "Yes, teacher, I understand." Kuno bowed in acknowledgement of his
latest task.

  "And Kuno dearest?" Nabiki said, pausing to be sure she had his
attention. "If you _ever_ do something I withhold permission for you will
have at least 70,000 regrets for your impropriety." Vivid blue sparks
firing across the two studs on the taser she was holding left little doubt
as to her meaning.*

  [* - Yes, I know as a martial artist he should be able to get this from
her with no trouble, but that wouldn't be honourable.  Also under 'manga
rules' a mistreated / insulted girl has the right to an unstoppable attack
^_^ ]

  Nabiki lay back and relaxed as if she had not a care in the world, and
took a long sip of fruit juice.

  Kuno looked at his trainer, so defenceless before his gaze yet so much
in command.  He blinked at the half sensed internal conflicts that were
being raised.  "Nabiki, may I touch you?"

  "Oh, touch me where?" Nabiki asked with a knowing smirk.

  Kuno blushed remembering the end to his last 'match' with Nabiki.
"Nabiki, may I hold you in my arms?"

  She considered, and placed her fruit juice down, "Yes, Kuno you may."

  Her body held lightly by his side, his left arm encircling her back and
hand pressed against her stomach, he lifted her slightly off the ground
and continued "Nabiki, may I kiss you?" Kuno asked, whispering into her
ear.

  "Hmm, maybe ...," Nabiki teased, "OK, Yes you may."

  Kuno shifted position till he was leaning on his right arm his body over
Nabiki's, almost lying on top of her.  He gently nibbled her ear lobe then
kissed a track across her neck before taking her lips with his again.

  *Mmm* *Ummm* *Ah-Haah* "Technically," Nabiki said with a slightly
breathless voice, "I didn't give you permission to nibble but I think I'll
let it slide this once."

  Kuno took a while to reply - He had kissed before but this was the first
time a girl had really responded to him in that way.  "I don't need to ask
permission to continue do I?" He asked.  Nabiki didn't answer in words,
but when she pulled his head down to her and attacked his lips with hers
he got the general idea.  He was a little shocked when her tongue pressed
between his lips and met his, but he supposed it was still, technically,
just a kiss.

  *Aaah!* *Oooh!* "Oh, Nabiki ... Nabiki ... can I touch your breasts?"
He asked, although strictly speaking the way her body had been squirming
under his had provided some pretty close contact ...

  "Hmm, what was that Kuno dear?" Nabiki asked, as she slipped her hands
under his shirt and raked her fingernails down his back - hard enough to
leave a welt or two.

  "NABIKI! Can ... I ... please touch your beautiful breasts!" Kuno almost
shouted.

  "Sorry, you've got to use the magic words." She smirked, then delayed
matters again by kissing him - hard - on the neck.

   Kuno's brain was wilting under the pressure - Magic words, he thought,
what does she ... Oh right! "Nabiki, _may_ I please touch your breasts?"

   "Yes you may, Kuno dearest."

   Kuno sat back on Nabiki's legs, supporting part of his weight on his
knees either side of her torso, then pulled her up to sitting position.
There bodies pressing together at the crotch he was embarrassingly aware
of how obvious his current condition was.

   "Don't worry, Kuno, it's perfectly natural.  Here," Nabiki said,
pressing his hand to her breast so he could feel the nipple through the
material of her shirt. "You see? I'm affected too - nipples become erect
through cold temperatures or passion, and it's a warm day."  In fact she
was feeling downright _hot_ not just warm by now.

  He hesitatingly lifted her shirt and gazed at what he had revealed.
Where they always that large and shapely? He wondered.  Unsure of himself
for once he barely touched her breasts one per hand, and felt for himself
her engorged nipples under his fingers.

  *Ah* "Kuno, they're not made of glass - be careful, but you can do a
little more than that."

  Kuno grasped them a little more firmly, pressing them up closer to his
admiring gaze.  Well, he considered, he _had_ been given permission to
kiss.

  "Oh! Yes!" Nabiki cried, as Kuno kissed and teased her tits alternately.
She held on tightly to his back and pressed herself rhythmically against
him - the centre of her shorts gradually darkening in colour as she rubbed
herself up and down his crotch.

  "Ah! Nabiki," He cried, "may I ... may I tou- see your panties?"

  "Oh, I'm sorry, Kuno baby." Nabiki said regretfully. "I can't do _that_
because ..." She continued whispering wickedly into his ear, "I'm not
wearing any."

  Reflexively Kuno sat back away from Nabiki and looked down at her.

  Nabiki shifted into a kneeling position and said. "Well, looking for
proof are we?" as she pulled her shorts down in front of him.  "As you can
see, no panties, you might also notice a certain amount of moisture." She
continued and ran one finger lightly between her protruding labia -
gasping as she brushed past her clitoris.  "See?" Nabiki said, holding her
finger in front of Kuno's face.

  Kuno recognised the scent now, that of a girl - no a woman - in heat.
She was sexually aroused and ready, and in a moment of forwardness he
leaned forward and licked her finger clean.  "Nabiki does this mean ...
I mean Nabiki may I ... make love to you?"

  With an wrench of internal effort Nabiki pulled up her shorts and said,
with an expressionless face, "Sorry Kuno baby - That's it for today�s
lesson."

  "But, but Nabiki ... Why?" He asked.

  "Well," she said with a cold smirk, "perhaps you should research
contraception for next weeks lesson."  Can't let him get _everything_ his
way, she considered, and I don't think I'll mention I've been on the pill
from a bit under a week ago.

  As soon as the disappointed kendoist was out of sight Nabiki dropped her
shorts and vigorously masturbated in front of the trees and the birds.
Her legs apart, she instinctively thrust her hips up to meet her plunging
fingers while she continued to rub and tease her nipples with her other
hand.

.
.
.

  A short distance away, behind some bushes, "Now are you glad you came to
the park today?" Hirosuke asked.

  "Are you kidding?  I just wish we'd had a camera - we would have got our
debts written off for sure!" Daisuke answered.

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