Warning: the story title means what it says!  This is a lemony/limeish story that has a sick, sick premise.  Don't even ask me where this idea came from. >_<  If you don't have a strong stomach, please do NOT read this fic!  I'm serious!  And if you do read it, keep in mind that it's supposed to be a joke, Ok?

Ranma 1/2 and the Ranma 1/2 characters are the creation and property of Rumiko Takahashi.

One Sick Idea!
a Ranma 1/2 SPAMfic
by Yoiko

"Oh, my," Kasumi sighed, leaning back against the pillow as her lover tenderly caressed her.  She didn't know how she had ever gotten by without these afternoon interludes, without the release from stress, the blinding pleasure his knowing hands brought to her.  He gave her a questioning glance, and she nodded eagerly, making all kinds of unladylike noises as he joined his body with hers.  Since the first time he had violated the chastity of her pure body, she had craved this, needed it as much as she needed air to breathe.  It wounded her that the others wouldn't understand, that this precious, fragile love must be kept a secret.

The two of them moved together, building and building to a breathless, electrifying climax.  Kasumi lay luxuriating in the aftermath as her lover quickly dressed and left, blowing her a kiss.  After several long moments Kasumi rose and began to dress herself, smiling bemusedly, relaxed and at peace.

 

He leaped out onto the rooftop and paused a moment to look out at the sky, thanking whatever Kami it was that had arranged for him to find Kasumi.  Not only did she respect him, she loved him enough to share her ki and her body with him.  Whatever else might happen, he was grateful to be loved by the one woman he respected enough not to glomp publicly.

"Life is good," Happosai murmured to himself, then started off on his afternoon rounds.

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A reader responded to this:
*Does Happosai glomp Nabiki?  I thought that she was also off-limits?
*presumably out of fear of her response.

This got me thinking all over again:

He leaped out onto the rooftop and paused a moment to look out at the sky, thanking whatever Kami it was that had arranged for him to find Soun and his family.  Not only did Kasumi respect him, she loved him enough to share her ki and her body with him.  And that was only the beginning! Whatever else might happen, he was grateful to be loved by the women he respected enough not to glomp publicly.

"Life is good," Happosai murmured to himself, then started off on his afternoon rounds.

 

Kasumi opened her bedroom door to find her little sister standing at the doorway blushing, one hand poised to knock.  Kasumi gasped in astonishment and embarassment, because she had thought there was nobody in the house to overhear her.  She wondered just how loud she had been... and from her sister's guilty look, she clearly had both overheard and understood what those noises were.

"Sis, we need to talk," Nabiki said.  "It looks like we have more in common than we thought."

"Oh, my!"

@_@

If there's anybody else ol' Happy has ever shown the slightest respect for, please don't tell me about it!

 

Author's Note: I did not create Ranma 1/2, and the Ranma 1/2 characters and situations are being used in this fic without permission or license. This story is not meant to be taken as a claim to the copyright, and I do not mean any disrespect whatsoever to the creators of this wonderful anime.

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