Wo De Ai Ren
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A Ranma1/2 Lemon
by V. Zhao

Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma 1/2... etc etc.
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Note: This is a angst fic. I decided to make a big dramatic deal out of Ranma and Akane's wedding and how the rest of the Nerima handles it. I'm not sure how this is going to turn out so please bare with me. *CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT*
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Chapter 1: Ranma and Akane Wedding Night

It was raining again for the fifth day of the week. I was surprised when the sun was shining that morning so I had prepared for Ranma and Akane's wedding without thinking about the caution of rain, so as I rounded the block to the Tendou's, the sky split open and cold rain poured over my red dress which was no use to me anymore. Slowly, I slipped out of the dress and scowled at my wet fur.

"Shampoo!" I looked up and saw Mousse hold an umbrella over me. He picked up my dress and attempted to pick me up, too. I hissed and scratched at him in frustration but he held me closely around my kitty torso until we arrived at the Tendou Dojo. My heart ached as I saw Ranma, my darling, my love, my lost fiance. And her, that girl, so ungraceful, so unfeminine, so not deserving of that perfection. "Ranma"... which came out more like, "Meow."
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My little sister was getting married. Married? I couldn't help feeling a slight twinge of bitterness. She had found love even if it was in a completely incapable idiot. I, on the other hand, would have found a man who had lots and lots of cash. This was her day though so I wasn't going to worry about money. Money can take a day off. Today, I was going to get drunk.

I watched as Mousse walked in holding a red dress and Shampoo in his arms. She have must be pretty upset since we broke the news to her. I smirked as Mousse opened the door to the furo a crack and threw the cat in with the dress. It was tempting to sell him access to a naked Shampoo but I remember my deal with Akane that wouldn't ruin her wedding. Just then, someone walking in through the door caught my eye. Of course. It had to be Ukyou who along with her dragged Konatsu and what looked like an empty bottle of sake.
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"I don't wanna talk about it!" I was sorry that I had snapped at Konatsu that way but I didn't want to talk about it. The ceremony was beautiful except for the sound of Shampoo bawling in the corner. Meanwhile, I was ready to swipe the bride and groom's sake when Nabiki smacked it out of my hand. I had to remind myself to get her back for that. To tell the truth, I was near tears myself until I finally found an ancient bottle of sweet, sweet alcohol. Then everything melted into a sticky haze.

It was amazing how many people were sulking around. Did Ranma and Akane between them have so many admirers? Among them, Ryouga was behind his iron clad shield of depression. I suppose he was imagining how the new couple were making fun of him behind his back. Taking another swig, I plopped down next to him. "Hey, sugar. Wanna drink?"

He took the bottle from my hand, put it to his lips, and gulped hard. "That bastard, Saotome. He took away my beautiful Akane. It was so obvious. We belonged together. Not them. NOT THEM!" His fist pounded the floor and I shuddered.

"Shikate ga nai. What can we do now? They're finally hitched. And ya know what? I don't give a damn." I laughed hysterically and hiccupped. The warmth of the drink was slowly seeping into my brain. Ryouga handed me the bottle and I sipped and sighed. "Besides," I said suddenly serious, "I always knew this would happen. He never did love ME. It was always Akane. She's can't even cook."

"Who cares if she can cook or not? She's perfection. Ahhh... many the night I shared her bed as P-chan. Now HE shares it as a man and he can have his way with her." He grabbed his head between his hands and started to rock back and forth.

Now I was imagining what he was imagining and laughed again bitterly. "I'm so lucky. My fiance leaves me for some wretch. I have no one else to live, nothing else to live for. Well, maybe Konatsu. God knows he ain't got no other place to go." I thought of Konatsu and smirked.

"You know what? I think that they planned this. They planned to toy with us and then laugh in our faces."

"HA! You're stupid, you know that? You're a regular bakayarou." I laughed and hiccupped some more.
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Well, at least I can say Oto-chan and Genma were happy to watch them finally get married. They were about as happy as they could get in the presence of Nodoka who was sitting and smiling while keeping a firm eye on her husband. I was responsible for seeing to that there was no funny business going on. Already that night, I had taken the bridal sake from Ukyou and a cleaver from Shampoo who was threatening to slit her wrists. The bottle I had to fight for but the cleaver was easy since Mousse had conveniently knocked Shampoo over when he meant to pluck the cleaver out of her hand. That I don't know how he could do.

After the ceremony was performed, I waltzed into the kitchen and retrieved a dazed Kuno who refused to believe that Akane was getting married and the reason he didn't see the pigtailed girl was because she was making dinner. I was surprised when I walked in and saw wok come in contact with his head and Kasumi on the other end. It was quite enjoyable a scene until she ordered me to take him out blubbering, "Akane cannot get married to that devil, Saotome. She loves me and only me. She loves me... Pigtailed girl! Where are you pigtailed girl? Come find your Kuno!" That was rather disturbing to half the guests (the other half was busy getting drunk) so I took him into a guestroom.

"Look, Kuno-chan. You just ruined my night of drinking and getting drunk. I'm stuck here babysitting you. Are you listening to m- Are you drunk?" He shook his head frantically and then nodded sheepishly with a goofy grin plastered across his face. "Oh great. Everyone gets to have fun except Nabiki." I was feeling slightly tiffed by now since I really could no longer stand this supportive crap. When would it be my turn to get a little attention around here? The cash I make is great, but hey, I'm a person, too. At least she should be able to relax with a drink. That was when the thought came to me. All eyes on me now. "Kuno-chan," I drawled. "Would you like to play a little drinking game?"
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"Let Shampoo go! Shampoo will never love Mousse! Shampoo will only love Ranma!" I struggled to yell and sob at the same time as Mousse restrained me from barging between the couple as they drank the ceremonial sake that Ukyou attempted to swipe. At first, when I had emerged from the furo with my dress back on, I thought, Shampoo, you can handle this. You will not make a scene. Little did I know that as soon as I saw them together that the floodgates would open and all my emotions poured out. First, there came anger (I punched out Mousse pretty damn good). Then there was denial screaming in me head, "No, this is a dream. It's only a dream. It's not real." Thirdly came grief. "Ranma! WHY!? RANMA!?" Eventually, Nabiki and Kasumi dragged me into the kitchen.

"Shampoo, you have to stop making such a racket. Now I know that you love Ranma, but it's all over now." Kasumi patted me sympathetically on the shoulder. "He's married to Akane."

"Besides, he never loved you anyways. It was always Akane. Didn't you know?" Nabiki sat and filed a shiny nail.

"NO! NOT TRUE! RANMA ONCE LOVE SHAMPOO! MERCENARY GIRL LIE!"

I jumped up and down hysterically until Mousse came rambling in declaring, "If they hurt one hair on my Shampoo's head..."

"MOUSSE! YOU TRULY STUPID MAN!" WIth one swift kick, I sent him flying.

Nabiki, who was still filing her nail, nonchalanly said, "Why don't marry him? He's crazy about you."

I was seething by now. "What mercenary girl say? CRAZY! Shampoo NEVER love Mousse." How could I ever love him? He was barely a man and not to mention completely blind. I couldn't stand it any longer. If I could not have Ranma, I will not live. I picked up the cleaver that Kasumi was using to slice to tofu and held up against my wrist. "Shampoo end things right now. Will not have to live without Ranma." I closed my eyes and prepared to cute open my thin flap of skin.

"Oh dear," Kasumi gasped. I heard Mousse scramble up and and scream, "SHAMPOO! NO!" The next thing I knew, I was on the floor with Mousse ontop of me and an amused Nabiki standing over us holding MY cleaver. It was obvious he ruined things for me again.

"Oh well. Shampoo try. What can Shampoo say? Leave now to stop shame from dishonoring family name. Goodbye." I bounced out the front door of the Tendou's appearing to be cheerful, but as soon as I hit the corner, I slid to the ground and sobbed into my hands. The night was quiet except for my sobs and I was ready to give up on going home. I had failed Great Grandmother. I had not been able to catch me a worthy husband. Behind me, I heard a rustling sound of robes. "Mousse," I said plainly, knowing that it was him.

He appeared from the darkness facing a bush. "Shampoo, I know you're still upset, but I want you to know that I will always love you..."

"Mousse. Shampoo over here." I looked away as he squinted at the bush and facefaulted. A few minutes later, he finally found his way to a seat on the sidewalk next to me. "What Mousse want? Shampoo worthless girl. Not worthy good husband like Ranma. Can only get you."

"Ahhh... Shampoo." He put an arm around my shoulder comfortingly. I didn't even bother to shake it off. It was making me feel a little better to know that someone cared.

"Mousse? Why you love Shampoo? Shampoo never nice to you." I considered leaning on his shoulder but decided to not encourage him.

"I don't know. Ever since I was three, I knew that you would be the one. You're the one for me and I'd be willing to wait forever." He furrowed his brow and "stared" across the street. "I'll wait for you forever," he repeated.

"Maybe Mousse not have to wait so long." I stood up and waited for him to catch on. His face slowly turned from confused to delighted and stood up next to me. I lead him that night to my room in the Nekohanten.
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Ryouga was getting pretty hammered I figured it was time to leave since most of the guests were filing out. I brushed off the crumbs from my tights, stretched, and stood up. "Ryouga, you got anywhere to stay tonight?" He looked dazed by my question but shook his head anyway. "Okay. You come with me tonight. You can stay in my room with me. I'm sure Konatsu wouldn't mind."

I headed out the door gathering up Ryouga and Konatsu and made the short way home. Konatsu didn't look too happy when I said Ryouga was to spend the night with me. I was hoping he wasn't getting any bad ideas from that, but knowing Konatsu, even if he was, he would not dare to interfere. We arrived a midnight and I trudged through the darkness to my door seeing to that only my and Ryouga were there. He plopped down on the bed next to me and stared at the ceiling making a whimpering sound. "Ryouga? Are you CRYING?"

"N-no, or course not. I'm not c-crying." He sighed and turned his head to face me. "Ukyou? Did you really love Ranma or did you just go with your engagement?"

This question had occurred in my mind several times. "You know, I don't know, sugar. Maybe I just wanted to claim him to not be embarrassed but love him? Now that I think about it. Maybe-" I didn't get to finish my sentence because he kissed me, hard on the mouth, sealing my words but I knew that he knew what I was going to say. His hand slipped around my waist and he pulled me against him. I could say that this was weird, but what was weirder was that I was enjoying it. Maybe I was getting horny from the sake but I didn't care. I let him slip me out of my clothes and I let him slip out of his until we laid next to each other naked and panting.

This was happening all way too fast but before I knew it, he was inside me, his hardness probing at my virginity until it ripped and I let out a cry. He stopped but I didn't. I made my way on top of him and sat down firmly on him whispering, "Oh, Ryouga. Don't stop..." He made me lay on my back and he buried his face into breasts, moving his hips to a rhythmn that became faster and harder by the second. Then a warm sensation came over me and I felt him release inside me. We stopped and slumped ontop of each other breathing hard as his manhood slipped out of me. His head was resting on my breasts when I asked softly in his ear, "Do you really love Akane?"

His eyes opened suddenly and he sat up gathering his clothes into his hands. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at him bewildered. "Where are you going?" He didn't answer me but dressed hurriedly. "You do love Akane, don't you?" My voice cracked when I said her name and tears started to flow against my will. He looked at me simply and opened the door to leave. "Well fine! I don't need you! Or Ranma! I don't need anyone." I flung a pillow at the door as it closed behind him with a permanent sounding thump.
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"Ahhh...Kuno-chan. Why do you keep losing?" I giggled as he removed his pants revealing red polka dotted shorts. "Tsk tsk. I can't believe a girl can drink more than you. what kind of man are you?"

"Nabiki-san, please, no more. I can no longer uphold my honor if I keep losing." He set his cup on the floor and fell on the bed.

"That's what I'm hoping for, baby. Come on, take it off." It was easy to coax him since he was so damn drunk. I climbed on the bed and positioned myself over him. "Aww. Come on. Get up. Another drink. How about I do you a favor?" I took off my shirt and allowed him to stare a few moments at my breasts. When his boxers bulged, I smiled with satisfaction. "Would you like me to do you more favors?" He nodded dumbfoundedly. I took his hands and led them to the clasp on my bra. "Now, unhook," I instructed him.

"Ohhh... Nabiki-san..." He buried his face in my bare breasts and I shivered with pleasure. I reached over for his pants and took out his wallet. There were at least a hundred bills in there so I emptied the wallet over the sheets. "What are you doing?" His voice was muffled from my chest.

"Money turns me on." I smiled seductively and led his hands to my hips that were aching to be rubbed and carressed. "Now," I was whispering into his ear. "Now, you can take off my skirt if you take off your shorts." He eagerly squirmed out of his shorts and pulled my skirt off. I saw his mouth water when he realized I wasn't wearing underwear. Skillfully, I manuvered my hips over his head and waited for him to please me. I shivered again with pleasure and sighed when his tongue slid in pleasantly. "Mmmmm." I pulled him in deeper and deeper until I was nearly sitting on him. And then I snapped and pleasure filled my whole body as I grew still for a minute.

I crawled down to face him and grinned while he panted. "Now, Kuno-chan, I'll make you happy." Wrapping my hands around his whole seven inches, I squeezed it and felt it pulse in my hands. I let him probe in my secret spot before he found the right place and entered with a grunt. He moved against me and pulled me closer to him until I could feel his hot breath on my face. Above me, I could hear Akane scream with pleasure, "RANMA! OH RANMA! YES! YES! OH YES!", on the second floor. For some reason, I started crying there with Kuno inside me still working hard at his mission. I had given up a while ago.
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"Mousse. Shampoo go for fifth round?" He groaned in his sleep and rolled over to look at me. It was almost dawn but I was still not satisfied. After the third time, Mousse was already exhausted but I was still going strong.

"Shampoo, how about we get some sleep? You've been going at it all night." He closed his eyes and leaned his head against my breast. I laid in bed and thougt about things. I suppose that I'd have to marry Mousse now. I had done what I never should have done. It was the only way. Cologne would defintely make me. That reminded me! "MOUSSE! Get up! Shampoo have to work!" I pushed him off of me and slipped into my clothes.

Downstairs, Cologne was waiting for me with a smile on her crinkled face. "Ahhh... Great Granddaughter and Mousse were making me an heir all night, hm? Good. Finally, you have come to accept your fate. Have you decided when you'll marry Mousse?"

"MARRY? MOUSSE? HEIR??? No. Shampoo not have baby. Shampoo never have Mousse baby!" I stomped my foot in rage but immediately regretted it.

"WHAT? You are going to marry Mousse! You can't go sleeping around! You must keep your honor and marry him! Do you hear me?" She gave me a stern look.

"Fine. Shampoo marry Mousse. Only because no way out. You happy now, Great Grandmother?" I flung myself up the stairs and into my room where Mousse was still sleeping peacefully. Pushing him off the bed, I said, "Get off, get off. Go. Shampoo not want to see you."

He landed on the floor with a thud and whined, "But Shampoo-"

"No! Get out!" I shoved him out the door and slammed it.
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HOPE YOU LIKED! ^_^ I'm going to work on chapter 2 right now. Well, actually, even if you didn't like, that's okay. Constructive criticism, ne? Please R&R.