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The Clan

A Ranma 1/2 Fanstory
by Chris Jones

Chapter 4 - Consequences
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The story Nodoka told the police was one she had carefully crafted
well before the actual event. She had phoned them with her tip, of
course, and had taken matters into her own hands when they ignored
her. She informed Miss Fujito and Miss Masahita of her concerns, and
had her son, a competent martial artist, on hand to defend them
should her theories prove out.

	The killer had broken in when Nodoka was serving snacks to
the group. After a brief scuffle, he had taken his own life when he
realized he couldn't escape the powerful martial artist.

	Of course, forensic tests would show that the wounds were
consistent with the theory that the obviously 'derange and deformed'
individual had stabbed himself.

	As Nodoka explained the story, the detective couldn't help
but notice how deep and persuading and...

	"Excuse me, Mrs. Saotome. I missed that last bit."

	"Oh, yes. I was saying that he ate some of our pastry before
he stabbed himself. Wasn't that rude?"

	"Oh.... yes... Tell me. Was his blood this color to begin
with, or did someone here do something to it?"

	"It all happened so quickly. I don't think we did anything.
Perhaps he was taking--" she paused, her carefully crafted
expression becoming horrified. "Drugs..."

	Nabiki watched the situation with a feeling somewhat akin to
awe.  Nodoka was subtly manipulating the police like puppets.

	She shook her head. The line between what had actually
happened and the story Nodoka was feeding the police was so thin
that she doubted that the woman hardly needed any of her powers to
reinforce it, despite the holes in it. It would stand up under
cursory investigation, and anything *unusual* that the investigation
did turn up would be dismissed as error or attributed to the
killer's oddities instead of Nodoka's or Kasumi's presence.

	It was the perfect crime. There wasn't even a guilty
conscious to give the woman away.

	Kasumi was playing it up, too. Nabiki had never seen her
sister act before, but the girl had just started crying when the
officers arrived. She had been at it nonstop for over an hour. More
than that, she was inciting Midori and Hisawa to bawl as well. Both
the girls had several crying jags in front of the police. From
Kasumi's act, and the stress of the situation, Nabiki found herself
just about ready to do the same thing herself.

	An hour or two later, when the police left, Kasumi's act
stopped, just like that. Nabiki was rather shaken by the whole
thing.

	"Your parents are on their way? Nodoka asked Midori and
Hisawa after the last policeman had stepped from the room. She
pointed to the sticky black pools on the floor and the white chalk
lines that surrounded the ravener's body.

	"My father is coming to get us," Hisawa said tearfully. "But
it will be a while."

	"You've been so kind to us," Midori said, a kind of
terrified gratitude showing on her face. "Is there anything we can
do for you in repayment?"

	Nodoka exhaled carefully and motioned Kasumi next to her
side. "There is something you can do, if... you are willing."

	Hisawa hefted the overnight bag she was planning on taking
with her and nodded. "Anything! We almost certainly would have been
killed tonight, if not for you."

	"Anything?" Nodoka asked. "You just might change your minds.
You see... normal humans couldn't have killed that... thing. It
takes a special... breed. My clan has been in the business of
destroying those things for thousands of years. As you can guess, it
is not easy for us."

	The two girls nodded. Nabiki had an eerie suspicion what was
coming next.

	"We must drink blood from time to time to keep our
strength," Nodoka stated bluntly. "It is only from blood that we can
keep our stamina and powers."

	This was new, Nabiki thought. Sure enough, however, a glance
at Kasumi showed a kind of exhaustion that Nabiki rarely saw on her
sister's face.

	Another glance at Midori and Hisawa informed Nabiki of the
look of shock and disbelief the girls were showing.

	"It is not something I ask lightly," Nodoka explain. "And we
will not force you by any means."

	Nabiki didn't expect the girls to accept, but after several
seconds, both Midori and Hisawa's expressions became resolute.

	"You saved our lives," Midori said. "If you need blood to do
it again, then you can have some of mine. What do I have to do?"

	Hisawa nodded her agreement.

	"It is very simple... and you won't even remember it
afterwards." Nodoka's eyes started glowing slightly.

	Midori began to tremble, but clenched her fists. "I'm
ready," she whispered.

	Nodoka took a pace closer to the girl, her fangs beginning
to show.

	"Uunnbbuuttoonn yyoouurr bblloouussee," Nodoka commanded.

	Midori's eyes glazed over almost instantly, her hands going
to the collar of her blouse.

	Nabiki noticed Ranma turning around hurriedly. She suspected
that it had less to do with modesty than what his mother was about
to do.

	Nodoka gingerly kissed Midori's neck, and closed her jaw
over the girl's jugular.

	Nabiki heard Ranma grumbling behind her. "Some state this
is," the martial artist whispered. "I thought we were supposed to
stop the monsters from drinking blood," he complained.

	Nabiki hissed a quiet 'hush' at him, focusing her attention
on the spectacle in front of her.

	After a minute or so, Midori groaned quietly and collapsed
in Nodoka's arms. A few streams of blood ran down her neck, but the
only wound Nabiki could see was a large black bruise in the same
spot from which Nodoka had drunk. The vampire produced a damp cloth
and sponged the excess blood away from the girl's neck and breasts.
She rebuttoned Midori's blouse and set the girl gently on the floor.
Midori folded her arms over her knees and laid her head on them.

	Hisawa looked in horror at her roommate. "Is she okay?" she
asked frantically.

	Nodoka nodded, wiping her lips on the cloth. "She will be
lightheaded for while. It's nothing to worry about. Are you still
willing, dear?"

	Hisawa looked back and forth between Midori and Nodoka for
several seconds with apprehension. Her expression softened slightly
when Midori groaned again and started to snore lightly.

	"I guess so... Does it hurt?"

	"Of course not," Nodoka offered in a comforting tone.
"Kasumi is very gentle. Kasumi?"

	Nabiki watched as her sister took a step toward the
trembling girl. She stopped abruptly, however and turned to Nodoka.

	"I can't do the voice, Auntie," Kasumi explained in a
worried tone.

	"It's okay, child. You will learn." Nodoka turned to Hisawa.
"Iitt wwiill bbee bbeesstt iiff yyoouu aarree aasslleeeepp,
Ddeeaarr."

	Hisawa nodded and passed out.

	Nabiki jumped and ran forward to help her sister catch the
girl as she fell.

	"She's okay," she said, glancing at Kasumi.

	For the first time, Nabiki saw her sister's fangs.

	Her eyes glowing slightly, a pinker shade than Nodoka's,
Kasumi sank her teeth into Hisawa's neck and slurped noisily.

	"Slowly dear," Nodoka prompted, as Nabiki stared in horror
at the spectacle inches in front of her face.

	Kasumi's slurping quieted until she was gently suckling at
the girl's neck. Nabiki managed to back away as Kasumi reached up to
cradle the unconscious girl's neck, wrapping her fingers through her
hair.

	Nabiki noticed with some fascination that Kasumi was moaning
quietly as she drank.

	"It's very pleasant," Nodoka whispered in Nabiki's ear as
way of explanation. "And this *is* Kasumi's first time."

	A quick glance around revealed that Akane had her back
turned as well, standing next to Ranma and trembling slightly.

* * *

	Ranma, Nabiki and Akane had been instructed to wait in the
apartment with Midori and Hisawa until they were picked up by their
families. Both the girls were groggy and light headed, and only had
vague memories about passing out after the police left.

	"Why is its blood black, Auntie?" Kasumi asked, thinking
about one of the sticky puddles that had been left in the apartment.

	"It's thick with evil, Kasumi." Nodoka said. "That's what my
grandmother always said. I don't think the creatures breath the same
way we do. My mother believed that their blood contains many heavy
metals, where human blood has only iron in any meaningful amounts.
They will not submit to any kind of analysis and decay quickly after
death, so we've never been able to find out more."

	"It's awful." Kasumi stated.

	Nodoka nodded. "That's why we do this, Dear." She noted
Kasumi trembling slightly, and the blush that had adorned the girl's
face ever since she drank Hisawa's blood.

	She knew this had nothing to do with how horrible the
evening had been. She had been through this situation before.

	"Why don't we go the long way, Dear?" Nodoka suggested as
they walked towards the dojo. "We have a lot to talk about." Nodoka
clasped Kasumi's shoulder and led her down a side street. It was
unusually dark for the usually well-lit Tokyo night.

	When they were finally alone, out of view of other
pedestrians or traffic, Nodoka posed her question to the still
trembling girl.

	"Does it burn?" she asked.

	"A-auntie?" Kasumi stammered, startled by the woman's
question.

	"It's fairly normal. Your body is very excited right now
from drinking Hisawa-san's blood. Do you think you can make it home,
or is the arousal too great?"

	Kasumi looked at Nodoka with shock and guilt. "H-h-how did
you know?"

	"Because I feel the fire, myself. Honestly, I can't wait to
get back, so that I can spend a few hours making love to Genma. I
had hoped that I could wait until all three of you had husbands and
families for this reason."

	Kasumi stared at the older woman in shock. Eventually, she
had to turn her head to look at the ground to keep from tripping
because she was shaking so much.

	"These feelings are wrong!" She declared guiltily. "I... I
wanted to *touch* that girl!"

	Nodoka nodded. "It was because she was the source of your
pleasure. You will learn eventually to reassociate those feelings
with someone you love."

	"But..."

	"Isn't there a young doctor who you want to give those same
feelings to?"

	The image Nodoka's words produced was like electricity.
Kasumi faltered and almost collapsed as the orgasm pierced through
her body. She gasped out loud and fell against Nodoka, who supported
her.

	"Can you make it home, Kasumi?" Nodoka whispered to the
shaking girl.

	Gritting her teeth, Kasumi shook her head.

	"Here..." Nodoka led the girl into an alley. She found a
relatively clean and hidden place near some crates, and nestled
Kasumi into it.

	"A-a-auntie?"

	"I'll make sure you cannot be seen. You can do what you need
to right here."

	Kasumi could not believe what the woman was asking her to
do! Just...just... She couldn't even bring herself to *think* the
word.

	The fire still burned, however. Kasumi's brow was damp with
perspiration, and her legs were weak with desire. Worse, she could
feel a slight dampness between her thighs. She shuddered and gulped
at the air.

	Nodoka took a few steps away and drew her katana from the
silk bundle. She held it in both hands and turned away from Kasumi.

	Finally, Kasumi found she could no longer bear the pressure.
The burning feeling became more pressing than her guilt. She fixed
an image of a certain chiropractor's face firmly in her mind and
began to spread the folds of her kimono. With both hands, she
gripped the waist band of her panty hose and slid them down around
her thighs.

	Moaning in a combination of guilt and desire, Kasumi pulled
her panties down as well, exposing herself between the narrow gap in
the folds of her kimono.

	Somewhat surprisingly, Kasumi found that her fingers knew
exactly where to go. She quickly encountered a warm wetness as she
began to stroke. That slick, slippery feeling only intensified the
burning.

	She had caught Akane doing this one time, and knew that
Nabiki did it frequently, but Kasumi had never masturbated in her
life. The touch of her finger against the sensitive little knob she
never really admitted existed before was like fire.

	Kasumi sank to her knees and continued to caress herself.
Her clitoris, already engorged with blood and desire, was the center
of a storm that blew across her body. She moaned again and fell
over, one hand supporting her body over the pavement and the other
running up and down her petal-soft folds.

	She gasped out loud, feeling a tearing tension building
inside her. Suddenly, it was as if her body had exploded. Kasumi
gritted her teeth against the wail that threatened to tear through
her lips.

	She came twice, in quick succession.

	Nodoka shifted, hearing the guilty mouse-like rustle behind
her.

	"Toufuu..." Kasumi moaned breathily.

	Nodoka stiffened her posture, deciding to give the girl a
few more minutes to herself. Kasumi probably needed to straighten
up, if nothing else.

	After just a few seconds, though, Nodoka heard a choked sob
behind her.

	Sighing, Nodoka turned. She was afraid of this.

	Kasumi was collapsed against the wall, her hose and her
panties down around her knees, sobbing like a lost child.

	"Oh, dear."

	Kasumi began to wail like she had been stabbed.

	"What's wrong, Dear?" Nodoka asked. She was pretty sure of
what was upsetting the girl, but thought that it was the best place
to start the discussion.

	"I feel so dirty," Kasumi cried.

	Nodoka did her best to keep her own tears at bay. She knelt
next to the girl and wrapped her arms around her. "There's no reason
to feel dirty or guilty."

	"I've become so evil!" the girl wailed.

	Nodoka shook her head and tried to comfort the miserable
Kasumi. "Almost every one does it at one time or another."

	"How could anyone ever look at me again?!" Kasumi wailed.

	"Kasumi, you have to calm down," Nodoka stated firmly.
"There was nothing wrong with what you did. It's perfectly natural."

	"O-oh, Lord," Kasumi sobbed. "P-please forgive m-me..."

	Nodoka shook her head. Kasumi was becoming hysterical. If
she allowed this to continue, the consequences could be disastrous.

	"Kasumi," she began in a low, angry voice intended to get
the girl's attention.

	Slightly taken aback, Kasumi looked up from her tear
streaked hands.

	"Was your mother evil, Kasumi?"

	"M-mother?" Kasumi sniffed. "Mother would have never done
something like this!"

	Nodoka set her jaw. "The first time I saw your mother, she
was masturbating in the Furinkan girl's locker room with a
vibrator."

	Kasumi gaped at the older woman in shock.

	"I was forever taking dirty magazines and trashy novels away
from her. Without my senses to keep the girl out of trouble, I'm
almost certain she would have been expelled for 'licentious
behavior'."

	"Mother? My mother?!"

	"She fornicated with your father for a solid year before
they were married. They could never keep it in the house, either.
Always in the back yard, or in the dojo..."

	"*My* *Mother*?!"

	"As her first daughter, I was quite sure you were going to
grow up to be quite the hellcat."

	Rather sheepishly, Kasumi began to work her panties back up
her legs. Tears were still flowing freely down her face, and she
still felt guilty, "Really? Mother?"

	Nodoka nodded. "I was rather surprised you turned out so
conservative. You shouldn't feel bad about those feelings, Kasumi.
You really do come by them honestly."

	"But I feel so bad about... *that*. I feel so... dirty."

	"Go home and take a bath."

	Kasumi grimaced and wiped the tears from her cheeks. "I've
always read that was a sin, Auntie. How can I go on like this, if it
makes me sin?"

	Nodoka sighed. "It's not a sin, Kasumi. It's just... a sign
that you need to marry. Soon."

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~to be continued