The Leper: Diagnosis
                      by Nikholas "NomaD" F. Toledo


      Ranma 1/2 is the property of Kitty, VIZ and the omnipotent Rumiko
Takahashi.  I am a property of Switch (so you know who to sue).

      I am NomaD... I am coming... I am near.

      By the way, this is a self-insertion.  My character had a past with
Ukyou, but not the kind you're thinking of.  And, because this is my
first Ranma fic, I'm gonna do some weird stuff like use Ryouga and Ukyou
but still keep Kuno, Tendo and Tofu.  But I'm not really sure.

      This complete version was done with the support of DB Sommer,
Octavian and the occasionals, all of whom have contributed to the
formation of this fic.

      This section is a lemon insert.  It may or may not have been an
actual part of this Ranma universe.  But it would be a lot more
interesting if it was.  So, read at your own risk.


                                not Part 14
                        "When Bad Things Go Worse"
                            or "First to Fold"
                  Insert Artificially-flavored Lemon Here


      "Where do I begin?  How do I begin?"

      Nabiki paused.  She was totally clueless on what she was supposed
to do.

      "Don't tell me you haven't done this before...."

      "Actually, no.  Not like this anyway."

      Kii was not surprised by this.  Ever since he came to Nerima,
nothing hardly even surprised him anymore.

      "Look, I know I've caused you trouble."

      "Putting it mildly."

      "But all I wanted to do was to make you pay for what you've done to
me."

      "What I've done to you?!?  I didn't do anything!  You're the one
who started those silly bets!  What did I ever do to you?!?"

      Nabiki bolted up and started making her way towards the door.  "If
you're gonna give me that attitude, then just forget it!"

      Kii got up but did not run after her.  "Don't forget why you're
here.  Don't forget who you're doing this for... or is your pride more
important than your family?"

      Nabiki snapped back and pointed a threatening finger.  "Don't drag
my family into this!  This is between you and me.  I never thought you'd
go so low as blackmail."

      "All things considered, you're still a lot lower than me."

      Nabiki fumed.  If she were a martial artist, she would've been
glowing a sickly light right now.  But all she could do was stare at him
with all her contempt.

      "Not from my point of view...."  Nabiki walked back and faced her
adversary.

      "May I comment that this is not turning out the way I planned...?"

      "Well, then, right back at you."

      They were now standing mere inches away from each other.  Nabiki
stared straight into Kii's eyes.  Kii just stared right back at her.
Each of them was aware of the other's intimidating presence.

      For what seemed like forever, the two stood, unmoving.

      The sweat started building on Kii's brows, it took all his effort
not to wipe the sweat off.

      Nabiki could feel her eyes getting heavy but she would not dare
blink.

      Kii wondered if he should fold.  They were standing too close and
this was taking too long.  There was nothing wrong with being the first
to fold.  He was gaining nothing from this, anyway.

      He tried relaxing his stare but he didn't dare look away.

      There was no response.  Nabiki just stood there, unblinking,
unmoving.

      Kiiroi breathed out a sigh, letting his guard down for a
millisecond.

      A millisecond was all she needed - Nabiki lunged forward.

      Kii was not expecting this.  It was too late to dodge or step back.

      They started falling.

      They crashed on the floor, Nabiki landing on top, knocking the air
out of Kii.

      Kii felt a sharp pain on his lip.  Nabiki bumped him on impact and
now his lower lip was bleeding.

      Nabiki raised her head to get a full view of his face.  Kii's face
was an expression of bewilderment and disbelief.

      Nabiki moved her elbows in a way that immobilized Kii's arms.  She
had him.

      "You're bleeding...."

      "Y-yes...."

      "Let me fix that...."

      Without warning, Nabiki licked Kii's lower lip.

      She then suckled on it, drawing as much blood as she could.

      Kii just froze.  He could feel her hot breath on his cheek.

      When the lip would not bleed anymore, she gave it one final lick.
That last one sent tingles down Kii's spine.

      Nabiki could feel him shudder under her weight.  He was sweating
all over and still not responding.  Well, almost not responding - Nabiki
could feel a gentle throbbing by her thigh.

      Kii took a big gulp and spoke.  His voice couldn't hide the
stuttering.  "I-I know what you're doing...."

      Nabiki just smiled while pinning him down.  "Oh?  And what are you
gonna do about it?"

      Kii knew that Nabiki was messing with his head.  (And was it ever
working?!?)  He couldn't think straight, and did not know how to respond.
All he knew was that he felt good... oh, so wickedly good.

      Nabiki could feel the body under her start to relax.  No.  She
couldn't allow this.  She was going to win this one this time.

      She nuzzled his neck and this renewed the shivering beneath her.

      Kii winced at the sudden rush of sensation.  He couldn't take
anymore of this (well, not like this anyway).  Though he never cared much
for winning, this was one battle that he vowed he would never lose.

      There was only one thing left to do but he had to wait for the
perfect opportunity.  He waited until she finished with his neck.

      (THERE!!!)

      It was time to call her bluff.

      "Now didn't that feel go- whammph?"  Nabiki was immediately
silenced by a pair of lips.  This caught her by surprise and her guard
fell for a millisecond.

      A millisecond was all he needed - and in a blink of an eye, the
tables were turned.

      Nabiki struggled underneath the domineering male, but to no avail.
Her efforts were futile and began to decline.

      There was only silence.  Nabiki scarcely heard him breathe.

      Then, for the first time in his life, Kiiroi Niwatori sneered.
Victory was at hand.

      "I-I'm impressed, you called my bluff."

      "Indeed.  Who's smiling now?"

      "Fine.  I guess there's only one thing I can do...."

      "And that is?"

      "Call YOUR bluff!"

      With that, the two locked in a passionate embrace.

      They rolled around on the dojo floor, each trying to pin the other
and end up on top.

      Nabiki triumphed.  She could feel Kii's hands undoing the back of
her uniform.  She stroked and twirled his ebony locks in her fingers.

      "When daddy asked me to ask your forgiveness and atone, this wasn't
what I had in mind."

      "We can stop now, if you want...."

      "You think I'd give up that easily."

      Nabiki drew her finger in her mouth.  She could feel her blouse
loosening.  His warm hands slid and enveloped her entire back.  She let
out a moan but this was stifled by her finger.

      She took out the saliva-dripping finger and slid it across his
cheek and finally into his mouth.  Kii could taste the sweetness of her
finger and suckled on it with wanton passion.

      The uniform slowly slipped down her shoulders.

      A caressing hand held Nabiki by the hips while the other found her
knee and started making its way up her thigh.

      "Mmm...."

      "Whack?"

      "Don't stop."

      "Okleiy."

      "What?"

      "Kake gyore figger ougga my... that's better."

      Nabiki slowly descended.  Her shadow crept over her prey.  She
nuzzled behind his ear and began licking and necking him.

      "Hey!"

      "Hmm?"

      "No hickeys."

      "I'll try not to."

      Her tongue made its way down to his shoulder and... bit him.

      "Yeouch!  What was that for?!?"

      "I still haven't forgiven you."

      "You what?"

      "And I was feeling a bit kinky, now shut up."

      Nabiki's tongue traveled down his collarbone and finally found its
target.  Nabiki swirled her tongue around the sensitive nipple.  Kii
convulsed each time her tongue touched him.

      Not to be outdone, his hands slipped under her inner uniform.
Nabiki could now feel his hands on her very flesh and this made her
shiver with excitement.

      Kii's hands climbed the soft, smooth back of Nabiki Tendo until he
found what he was looking for, the bra clip.  He tinkered with it a bit,
gave it a tug, and finally yanked it out of position, to no avail.

      Nabiki stopped what she was doing.  "I take it that you're no
expert on feminine undergarments?"

      "Uh, something like that...."

      Nabiki reached her back with one hand.  With a simple jerk, the
whole brassiere loosened.

      "Please continue...."

      "Yes, ma'am."  Uninhibited, Kii's hands roamed the soft, silken
back of Nabiki Tendo.

      Nabiki bit her finger to stifle her moans.

      The thin but firm hands began moving, creeping towards Nabiki's
front.  She could feel them, just barely touching the underside of her
breast.  Each time he'd slightly brush upon her breasts, her entire body
shuddered with electricity and excitement.

      She bit harder on her finger, trying to fight the urges building up
inside of her.  Her own saliva trickled down her arm and her eyes filled
with tears as she vainly suppressed her ecstasy.

      Kii could see Nabiki's eyes flutter and fill with tears.  She was
in a state where her mind had a close similarity to jelly.  He was now in
complete control, the moment was at hand.

      He slipped his hands under the loose brassiere and cupped her
mountains of flesh.  Her nipples were hard under his touch.  He kneaded
and rubbed her breasts, making sure that his fingers encountered her
nipples with each pass of his hand.

      Nabiki's entire body convulsed violently as waves of pleasure
bombarded her one after another.

      Resist as she might, it was futile.  Her control on the situation
was slowly slipping away.  Even if most of her brain had been turned into
mush, there was still a small part which told her that she had to regain
some sort of control.

      Without thinking twice, Nabiki did the only thing she could.

      She seized Kiiroi's crotch in her hand and began kneading its
general area.

      Kii blacked out momentarily as all the blood rushed out of his
brain.  This made his efforts slow down but he quickly regained himself.
He kneaded faster and harder on the mounds of flesh and the balance of
power shifted in his favor.

      Nabiki was very much light in the head and she found it hard to
think.  She was giving much effort, trying to catch her breath, but all
she could accomplish were staggered gasps.  Her uniform was now soaked in
sweat and the musky odor of pheromone filled the air.

      Dictated by instinct, she slid her hand inside Kii's pants and felt
his pulsing manhood under the silk boxers - and the balance of power
shifted once more.

      This went on endlessly.  Every time Kii doubled his efforts, Nabiki
would match his endeavor.

      Nabiki could feel herself soaked with sweat, among other things.
Her moment was very close at hand.

      Kiiroi tried to hold back but suppressing the effort only seemed to
feed his desire.  His moment was very close at hand.

      Nearing the end of their ordeal, the two still struggled to keep
some sort of control over their situation.  But in the end, it all came
down to inhuman screams of carnal gratification and insanity.

      Nabiki screamed with delight.

      Kii grasped for air, blinded by sensation.

      Kasumi hollered with her regular, sunny disposition.  "Nabiki!
Where are you?!?  We're having some refreshments... Nabiki?"

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      Nabiki brushed herself up.  She looked at Kii and watched him wipe
himself for a while.

      "Can you please not stare?"

      "Hmm?  Oh."  Nabiki headed for the door.

      "You know..."

      She halted her steps.  She turned her head a bit but only to
acknowledge the voice from behind her.

      "... you haven't asked my forgiveness yet."

      Silence filled the darkness, then she answered.

      "I know."

      Nabiki Tendo left the Tendo Training Hall.


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