Chapter 3 'Making up' Ryu Kumon, correction Officer Trainee Ryu Kumon stared at the objects in front of him balefully. He picked one of the objects up; a spray of cherry blossoms. 'Ichibana.' He moaned to himself mournfully. 'I knew Captain Tanaka was a traditionalist!' He thought morosely. 'But Ichibana?' He gingerly placed the spray into a vase in a way he hoped the teacher would accept as being properly 'meaningful'. 'If the guys hear about this, I'll never hear the end of it.' He looked at the spray. It sat forlornly alone. He picked up some long fronds of grass. "It needs something." He said. Ryu decided to become a policeman, not so much for the job, but as a reason to get away from Xian Pu. Sure he loved her, but living with her twenty-four seven did have some disadvantages. 'Man, does she have a temper.' He thought. He chuckled. 'As if I'd want her to change.' He grinned to himself. 'Besides, I just love it when we 'make up'.' The other good thing about being a cop that Ryu liked, was the mobility. As part of his final training he'd been assigned to patrol duty. He had been partnered with an older patrolman. Sano Anjin was a grizzled veteran of twenty years. Ryu was glad to be partnered with him. After a couple weeks together, Ryu learned more about Nerima than he had ever wanted to know. There was one more thing about being a cop that was good. Though not for Ryu. When Ryu proceeded to defeat the departments' martial arts champion, and rather easily at that. He was of course questioned about where he had developed his skills. Ranma had landed a contract to teach Anything Goes to the Nerima police department soon after. The original contract had been for one year, but when the Nerima police department swept the annual Tokyo Police Martial Arts tournament, the contract had been immediately extended indefinitely. In fact so many members of the Tokyo Police department were taking courses in Anything Goes that Ranma had turned to Ryoga for help. Nerima was an interesting city. It probably had the lowest crime rate of any metropolitan area of its' size. It never was a hotbed of violent crime, but around three years ago, violent crime, except for some isolated schoolyard fights, Ryu shook his head, a panty thief, Ryu grinned, and several instances of some 'unexplained happenings', Ryu's grin widened, the violent crime rate plummeted. 'Now that was some interesting reading.' He thought. 'I wonder if Ranma knows how much he owes Nabiki?' He shook his head, 'Probably to the yen.' Ryu finished folding the long blades of grass. Ryu stared at the floral display in front of him. 'Not bad.' "Not bad Kumon." Said the teacher unknowingly echoing Ryu's own assessment.. "Hey Teach?" Said Ryu. From anyone else it might have seemed insolent but from Ryu it sort of fit. The teacher looked questioningly at Ryu. "Xian Pu and me had a fight." He said. "Mind if I give this to her?" "Whose fault?" Asked the teacher. Ryu rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. "Mine." The teacher looked at the display. He nodded. "Better buy her chocolates as well." Ryu grinned. "I will Teach." Ryu picked up the arrangement and wandered back to his desk. He placed the display on the desk and turned on his computer and checked his email. Nothing beyond the usual stuff. Ryu started working on a report he needed to complete for the Captain. A drunk and disorderly and for once it wasn't Genma or Soun. An IM pop-up window appeared in the corner of his computer. IceQueen1: Are you alone? Said the pop-up. Ryu shook his head. 'Modern technology.' He typed back. 'What's up Nabs?' IceQueen1: Clan business. Ryu face brightened. 'Oh?' He typed back. 'This should be good.' He thought. IceQueen1: It has to stay quiet. Ryu smirked. 'What did Genma do now?' He typed back. IceQueen1: Not Genma. Some friends of Xian Pu came to visit. Ryu frowned. 'Friends?' He typed. 'Now what?' He thought. IceQueen1: Home town. 'Problem?' he typed. Ryu waited. 'Amazons. Oh boy.' He thought. IceQueen1: Wait until you get home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Genma looked right and left down the hallway. 'Good.' He thought to himself. He tiptoed quietly down the hallway until he came to a door with a wooden horse hanging on it. He carefully and quietly opened the door. Genma walked quietly into the darkened room. He crept over to the large crib and looked down. Hayaima and Akama were sleeping peacefully together in the crib. 'My grandsons' He thought. He stared down at his grandchildren for a long time. Finally he sighed and turned around and walked quietly to the door. Ranma materialized out of the shadows. "What'd we tell ya Pop?" He said quietly. There was a cat-like growling quality to Ranma's voice that made Genma shiver. 'He hates me.' Genma realized yet again. Something broke in Genma. Genma turned around and Ranma started at the look of anguish in his fathers' eyes. "I didn't touch them." Genma said nervously. "I just wanted." Genma broke off. "Please son." He said in a hoarse voice. "They're my grandchildren." Tears started to fall from Genma's eyes. "I'd never hurt them." Ranma took a deep breath. He released it slowly. "You know what ya gotta do, don't ya?" He said. Genma blanched. "Is it really necessary?" He whimpered. "Can't I just apologize to Ukyo?" Ranma shook his head. "That's not enough Pop." He said. "If you're really serious, we'll meet you in the dojo in a half hour." Ranma turned and walked out of his children's room. Genma looked at his son's retreating back then walked out of the room and to his own room. He sat on his bed and thought. Finally he sighed. 'I can't go on like this.' He thought glumly. "It ends tonight." He looked at the clock on the night stand. Genma sighed again. He got up and went to his closet and changed from his ratty old Gi into a pristine white one that had been there for over two years. It had just appeared one day in his closet. No one admitted putting it there but Genma knew that he was the only one that didn't know. Genma walked from his room and into the dojo. Ranma, Akane and Ukyo sat on a raised dais that occupied a corner of the room. A large white silk cloth was on the floor in front of the dais. A cushion sat in the center of the cloth. On the cushion was a dagger. Nodoka's dagger. Soun stood behind the cloth holding Ranma's katana. Genma hesitated for a moment then bowed to Soun and knelt on the cloth and picked up the dagger. His hand shook slightly as he picked it up. He opened his gi top and placed the dagger against his belly. Genma winced at the sharpness of the blade as just the slightest pressure broke through his skin. Soun raised the katana. "Genma Saotome." Intoned Ranma. "Are you prepared?" Genma nodded. He didn't trust his voice to remain steady. He took a breath and prepared to thrust the dagger into his gut. He looked at Ukyo. The look she gave him was uncompromising. Ukyo stood. Then walked over to stand in front of Genma. She stared into Genma's eyes for a long time. "How does it feel Pops?" She said in deathly quiet tones. "Mother was willing to do this, are you?" Genma nodded. Sweat began to bead on his forehead. 'She's going to make me do it.' He thought in resignation. Genma felt his mind focus on the moment. Time seemed to stand still to Genma. "Oh put the blade down." Snapped Ukyo. "Both of you." Genma looked up at Ukyo in relief. He slowly placed the dagger back on the cushion. "I just wanted to see if you were willing to go through with it." She said. "But understand me right now Pops. If I thought you were taking this lightly I would have had you slit your belly." She put her hands on her hips. "But if you EVER do anything to make me regret this decision, I will personally skin you alive. You get me?" Genma nodded. "Yes." He said. "Daughter." "And don't you forget that." Added Akane. "Ukyo is as much Ranma's wife as I am." Akane stood and walked over to Ukyo. She took her hand and the two of them left the dojo. Ranma looked at his father. "Okay Pops." He said. "Ukyo has forgiven you." His lips twisted in wry amusement. "As a reward you get to change the babies diapers." He said. "For the entire week." Genma bowed to his son. "Thank you Son." He said. Ranma bowed back then turned on his heel and left the dojo. "You okay, old friend?" Asked Soun softly. Genma nodded. He even smiled. "Better than I've felt in a long, long time." He started walking to the house. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have some diapers to change." Genma picked up his pace and was soon trotting toward the house. Soun watched his friend disappear into the house. 'I'm glad that's over.' He thought. 'Welcome back to the family old friend.' Soun walked out of the dojo, the katana resting on one shoulder. He began to whistle. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ranma walked into the bedroom he shared with Akane and Ukyo. Ukyo was sitting on her futon, Akane sitting behind her brushing Ukyo's hair. Ranma smiled as he remembered the first time he had seen this particular scene. He stepped in front of Ukyo and bowed deeply. "Thank you, my wife." He said. Ukyo bowed back. She sat back up her lips twisted into a wry smile. She held up her hand with her thumb and forefinger just slightly apart. "I was this close to making him go through with it." She said. "I know." Replied Ranma somberly. "And so does Pops." "Good." Said Akane. She sighed. "But I'm glad it didn't come to that." "Me too." Said Ukyo. "Well we should get ready to go the Mother's." She said. "In a moment, Ukyo." Said Akane. "This is as good a time as any to talk." "You mean, I'm finally going to know why Ukyo has been so moody lately?" Asked Ranma. Ukyo blushed as Akane nodded. "It's about time." He said in relief. "What is it?" He asked. "Ukyo got a letter from home." Said Akane. Ranma grimaced. 'A letter from her dad.' He thought. 'I bet old man Kuonji wasn't happy with our solution.' He looked at Ukyo. "You're dad doesn't approve?" Ukyo nodded slowly. "He wants me to come home." Ranma blanched. 'She was thinking about it.' He realized. "Ukyo?" He said quietly. "She actually thought we'd let her go without an argument." Akane said in irritation. "As if" She looked at Ukyo and shook her head. Ukyo chuckled ruefully. "So I noticed." She said. "Never mind. I'm not going anywhere." "That's good." Said Ranma. "But we are going to visit the Kuonji anyway." Added Akane. "All of us." Ranma nodded. "Yeah, that's a good idea." He said. He looked at Ukyo. "Why didn't you talk to us?" He asked. Ukyo shrugged. "I don't know." She said. "I-I." Ukyo sputtered into silence. "Honestly Ukyo." Complained Akane. "Haven't the last three years taught you anything?" Ukyo bowed her head. "I'm sorry." She said. "But Daddy's letter really hurt." Akane's expression softened. She sighed. "Yeah, I can imagine." She said quietly. Ranma reached over and pulled Ukyo into his arms. He started stroking her hair. "We'll talk to him." He said soothingly. "We'll make him understand." "And if he doesn't?" Asked Ukyo. Her voice was slightly muffled by Ranma's body but both Ranma and Akane could hear the pain in the words. She pulled away from Ranma and looked him in the eye. "What then?" Ranma smiled reassuringly. "Then we try again and again until he does." He said. "Let's not worry about it until we talk to him." Ukyo smiled slightly. "Ranma's right." Added Akane. "I am?" Asked Ranma in surprise. He looked at Akane and winked. "Odder things have been known to happen." Retorted Akane. Ukyo giggled. Ranma smiled triumphantly. "That's better." He said. Akane stood up. "I'm going to call Mother and tell her we'll be late." She said. Ukyo looked up in surprise. "We don't have to leave for a half hour." She said. "We have plenty of time." Akane grinned evilly. "Nope." She said. "Because we are not leaving for at least an hour." She started walking to the door. "An hour?" Asked Ukyo in confusion. Her confusion was short lived as Ranma pulled her back into his arms and started kissing her neck. "Oh." Gasped Ukyo. Akane smiled. She opened the door and walked out. Ukyo's moans of pleasure reaching her before she had walked ten steps. She looked at her watch. 'I'll give her fifteen minutes alone with him before I come back.' She thought. Akane giggled. 'If that doesn't put a smile on her face, nothing will.' A muffled shout came from the bedroom. Akane smirked. 'Then it's my turn.' Akane walked into the kitchen just before she could pick up the phone it rang. "Hello Saotome-Tendo residence." She said. "Oh hi Nabiki." Akane listened. "Clan meeting?" She said. "What's up?" Akane listened some more. "You know Ranma doesn't like surprises." She said. "Okay, I'll tell Ranma. We were going to go over to Mothers' but I guess they can come here instead." Akane listened some more then hung up. She picked up the phone again and dialed. "Hi Mother." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As the door closed behind Akane Ranma reached under Ukyo's sweatshirt and began to caress her breasts. Ukyo moaned. "Aren't we going to wait for Akane?" She gasped. "Nope." Replied Ranma with a grin. "She'll join us later, but right now." His voice trailed off. Ranma pulled Ukyo's sweatshirt off and started pulling off her sweat pants. Ukyo raised her hips to help. Once he removed Ukyo's pants leaving her clad only in her panties, he started pulling off his own clothes. Leaving his boxers on he lay down next to Ukyo and resumed playing with her breasts. Ukyo moaned loudly when Ranma began to suckle gently on her nipple. Ranma raised his head. "Now you just lie there and let me make you feel good." His mouth re-fastened on to Ukyo's nipple. Teasing it with his tongue until it stiffened. Ranma smiled as he heard Ukyo's gasps. "Kami, that feels good." Groaned Ukyo. A small part of her mind wondered where Akane was. In their three years together and except for just before and just after Hayaima and Akama were born, the three of them always made love together. 'I have him to myself.' She thought and then realized that Akane and Ranma had planned just that. Ukyo gasped as she felt Ranma's hand reach inside her panties and begin to play with her, now wet, nether lips. Then gasped again when she felt his finger slowly enter her. Ukyo ground her pelvis against his hand. A low, almost inaudible rumbling came from Ranma the vibrations of his purring seemed to increase the pleasurable feeling. "Ooh, that's nice." She said. "Heh." Chuckled Ranma. "I thought it might." He slowly moved down her body until his face was pressed against her panty covered mound. Ranma's purring increased. "Yahh." Screamed Ukyo as the vibrations started to trigger an orgasm. She gripped Ranma's head and pressed him closer against her body. "Keep purring." She growled. "Keep purring." Ranma moved aside the material of her panties and pressed his tongue against her clitoris, all the while purring loudly. "Eeyah!" Screamed Ukyo. Her body arched as a massive orgasm hit her. Even before the last wave of the orgasm swept over her, Ukyo felt Ranma pull down her panties, shift his body and in one smooth motion buried his manhood deep into her and Ukyo felt another orgasm wash over her. "Aahh!" Screamed Ukyo. She wrapped her arms around Ranma's back and pulled him closer. "Hey watch the nails." Complained Ranma. He captured her mouth and their tongues dueled as Ranma continued to rhythmically thrust into her. So engrossed were the two of them, that they didn't hear the door to their room open. Akane walked in quickly and shut the door behind her. She turned to the couple on the futon. Ukyo was flat on her back, her hands gripped around her ankles pulling her legs apart as wide as possible. Ranma had is arms curled under Ukyo's hips, lifting them up as he pounded his engorged member deep into Ukyo's tight sex. 'Whoa.' Thought Akane. 'Is that what we look like?' She quickly pulled off her clothes but instead of joining the couple on the futon Akane sat in a chair with her legs thrown over the arms. 'Kami, I can't believe how hot they look and how wet it's making me.' She thought. She thrust a finger into her own yearning hole and moved it rapidly in and out. 'And I kept calling Ranma a pervert.' She mused to herself. 'Just watching them is turning me on.' Her fingers moved faster. 'Oh kami, I'm going to come.' She thought. Akane moaned as the orgasm hit her. 'Oh that was a good one.' She thought a minute later. A low groaning brought her attention back the couple on the futon. Ranma was slowly making circular motions with his hips, his manhood buried deep inside Ukyo's soft, wet sex. This elicited the moans from Ukyo that had caught Akane's attention. Ukyo's eyes were closed and a look of pleasure dominated her face. Akane grinned and, getting up from her chair, she moved to the futon. Akane kissed Ranma on the lips. "Good boy." She said. She leaned her head down even with Ukyo's. "Having fun?" She asked huskily. "Mmm." Agreed Ukyo without opening her eyes. "Thank you Tai Tai." She whispered. Akane leaned over and kissed Ukyo. "Your welcome." She whispered back. "My love." Akane got up and started getting dressed again. "You have fifteen more minutes." She said as she dressed. "Don't waste them." Akane walked out of the room and shut the door behind her. When she heard the door close, Ukyo opened her eyes. She smiled up at Ranma. "You heard the lady." She said. Ukyo wrapped her legs around Ranma's hips. "Get busy." She wiggled her hips. "Oh and Ran-chan." She said. "Purr LOUD." End Chapter 3