DISCLAIMER:
The characters from the Ranma ½ Manga and Animé are the sole creation of the genius Rumiko Takahashi.  The rights are owned by Shogankukan, Shōnen Sunday and Kitty Films for Japan, by Viz Comics and Viz Video for the United States, and by Glénat for France.
I certainly don’t own them.  I wish I have enough billions to buy all the rights, but that’s far from the case.  This work of fanfiction is only aiming at the enjoyment of the fans, without any copyright infringement intended.  So, don’t sue me, etc., you know the drill.

Now, if THAT isn’t enough of a disclaimer....

WARNING:
This is a LEMON fanfiction.  HENTAI.  ECCHI.  For the non-otaku or non-Japanese speaking peoples, this mean actual description of situations involving SEX.  Lesbian sex, in this case.  Yuri Lemon for the adepts.  Sapphism (hey, my thesaurus says this word exists, even if Word doesn’t!).  F/F.  Girl going at it with girl.  Understood?  ¿Entendido? Compris ?
So, individuals who are offended by this sort of things, or children under the legal age (16 to 21 depending on the countries) SHOULD NOT READ THAT!  You’ve been warned.  Don’t come complaining later.


She’s Gonna Say It...

a Ranma ½ Lemon Fanfiction

by St Fan


Nabiki’s lips brushed those of the other girl, at first tentatively, then with more and more assurance as they deepened the kiss.  Nabiki started munching hungrily the mouth of her classmate, and soon felt bold enough to pry it open with her tongue and slip it inside.  Her partner didn’t protest and let the middle Tendō sister pursue her exploration, responding in kind with her own tongue, eyes closed in bliss.

So perfect...’ Nabiki thought, while not missing a heartbeat of the passionate French kiss.  ‘Bring home a boy and your parents automatically freak out.  But they never see any problem with a female friend staying in your room to help doing some homework.

Nabiki broke the kiss and moved slightly backward, a small trail of drool glistening between the two.  Her girlfriend smiled cutely, cheeks shyly turning pink.  Nabiki licked her own lips; her smirk was betraying something very alike hunger.

Nabiki was often seen as a lonely person, with no real friends and just a few underlings doing the dirty works in her multiple money-gathering schemes.  Nothing could be farther from the truth, however.  She had girl friends, largely as close to her than Yuka and Sayuri were to Akane, and with whom she liked to hang out for no particular reason, other than to enjoy shopping, eating, and simply discussing girl things.  She even sometimes invited them to some events she considered fun to watch, like that time in the bathhouse — though Nabiki’s opinion on “fun” wasn’t the same as everybody.

She started unbuttoning the shirt of her submissive partner, whose only reactions so far were a few giggles when the cloth brushed against some ticklish parts.  ‘And now’, Nabiki concluded in her mind, ‘that daddy and uncle Saotome are out with the Master to get plastered, we have the whole night for ourselves.  She’s so pretty... I think I’ll eat her alive.

Another reason why Nabiki had no hesitation to convey her friends to a bathhouse, though, was that she had a fair appreciation for the female gender.  She was interested in men, true, and had quite a few dates (mostly to scavenge their money), but had never started a serious relationship, mostly because she wanted none of the problems that came along.  Boys tended to take things way too much seriously if a girl showed some interest; later they followed you like puppies, most often made fools of themselves, got possessive, sometimes even jealous, and either brought up ridiculous ideas — like marriage — or only thought of women as sexual objects.  Not to mention the risks of getting pregnant.

The now loose shirt revealed a white and lacy bra.  Nabiki didn’t lose any time and began to stroke underneath the breasts through the light fabric.  The girl blushed even more; she firmly closed her eyes and moaned slightly, a red line barring her face above the nose.  Her nipples pointed out beneath the white lace.  Seeing this, Nabiki’s hungry smirk widened.  She unclasped the bra, which opened on the front, baring twin cute mounds of pink flesh.  With the same speed and efficiency that she usually used to devour a snack, the middle Tendō sister engulfed the left nipple between her lips.  Sucking, twitching and licking the sensitive tit inside her mouth, this inspired a series of gasps, sighs and muffled cries from her hapless victim.

With girls, on the other hand, Nabiki was feeling much safer and had no qualm against exploring the options.  At home, she kept those inclinations discreet, so not to disturb her rather old-fashioned family.  With Ranma, she had never gone further than a few breast-feeling.  The pigtailed boy (or girl) wasn’t worth the trouble, anyway, as Nabiki learned the hard way during the short time they were fiancées.  Among her classmates from Fūrinkan, though, she had lots of choice, since most of them were single and quite a few had been disgusted by the boys during their moronic and obsessive pursuit of Akane.

When Nabiki released the breast to look up, right in the eyes of her friend, she could see that the poor thing was already breathing hard, and slightly perspiring.  Nabiki smiled warmly, but with a lingering playfulness in the expression that made the other girl nonetheless slightly worried.  “You remember when you said that I must have an oral fixation?” Nabiki purred.  Her friend nodded.  “Well, now you have the proof.”  Without further ado, she resumed the attack with much more aggressiveness, this time electing the other boob, milking it with frenzy, swallowing as much as her mouth could take, even biting the nipple hard.  All the while, the quite louder moans, gasps, pleas to slow down or cries for mercy from her prey *ahem* lover were ignored.

Nabiki’s pick of tonight was her best friend and most frequent hanging buddy, Kikuko.  The girl was rather on the cute side, with pale brown hair cut short on the front, à la Akane, and sporting a ponytail on the back.  Another of Kikuko’s defining characteristics: she’s nosey.  Probably the nosiest girl in school.  This made her a favorite source of information for Nabiki... but also one of her worst source of headaches.  Kikuko’s untimely and embarrassing questions, and the way she sometimes probed her quarry to death for an answer, was one of the few things that could make Nabiki lose her cool.  Especially when Little Miss Nosey wanted to know something about her friend’s weird family, and asked it in front of a crowd, drawing attention toward Nabiki precisely when she wanted it the less.  This had caused the middle Tendō sister some moments of acute embarrassment.  Tonight, however, Kikuko was due for some paying back.  A tenfold.

Nabiki stood up, leaving Kikuko breathing heavily, her aroused breasts reddened by the mistreatment and coated in saliva.  Without further ceremony, Nabiki stripped of her T-shirt, her own chest bouncing up and down once as she was wearing no bra underneath.  Then followed her denim shorts and panties.  She came closer of Kikuko while showing off her athletic body, with no trace of self-consciousness.  The other girl gulped, half in anxiety and half in anticipation.  ‘Ryōnami was right,’ she thought, ‘Nabiki really is shameless.’  Clothes flew away, bra and shirt first, quickly followed by Kikuko’s skirt.  Nabiki slowed down a bit to take off the socks, raising Kikuko’s leg one by one, roaming her hands on the smooth skin along the whole length, brushing them against her tummy and breasts, even kissing and licking the ankles, feet and toes.  Kikuko watched this in wonder, until Nabiki lowered the legs together and took hold of the sides of her wet panties.  Nabiki slowly slipped the last piece of garment along Kikuko’s thighs, leaving the girl naked and defenseless.  Nabiki let Kikuko soaking a little while in this exposed state, catching quite an eyeful in the meantime.  Finally, Nabiki gently spread Kikuko’s legs and kneeled on the bed just below her friend.  Nabiki bent down between the thighs, which she clutched solidly with both hands.

An aspect of Kikuko’s nosiness Nabiki had come to appreciate, though, was that the girl was open to new experiences.  So, when Nabiki had made the first move and suggested naughty things, she hadn’t been answered by contempt or disgust, but rather by a barrage of questions: “Are you gay, Nabiki?  Or just bisexual?”  “Do you have phantasms about other girls?  Or just about me?”  “Does your family know?”  “Did you have other experiences?  Are you a virgin?”  “Did you break up badly with a guy and choose to turn to girls as a rebound?”  “You’re not in bondage or S.-M., I hope?”  Etc., etc.  After that ordeal, and despite strong temptations to kill her friend, Nabiki managed to convince Kikuko to try some fooling around.  Which led to tonight’s little meeting.

Nabiki was carefully examining the other girl’s pussy.  The puffy lips were red and swollen from arousal, ready for action.  Nabiki ran playfully a fingertip along the slit, while two fingers from the other hand reached for the clitoris and freed it from its hood, brushing and stroking the nub gently.  Kikuko sighed and moaned under this stimulation.  Fearing she could become too vocal, she brought a finger to her mouth to bite on it.  Meanwhile, Nabiki was busy opening the vulva wide to display the soaked tunnel to her hungry gaze.  She didn’t waste her time on silly comments, the like of “You’re already so wet.”, instead diving mouth first toward the offered honey pot.  Her tongue wormed its way inside the love hole, licking and drinking the delicious juices.  Kikuko squirmed on the bed, letting a stifled cry escape as she bite on her finger harder than expected.  When Nabiki drew back to catch her breathing, fingers replaced the tongue to continue the job.  Fore- and middle finger disappeared up to the third knuckle, then withdrew, then came in again and again.  Kikuko trashed wildly, head shaking from left to right, while her lover didn’t stop finger-fucking her sex.  Nabiki brought back her mouth to the action, closing lips around the prominent clit, sucking and teasing it with the tip of her tongue.  Kikuko trashed violently one last time and screamed loudly as orgasm seized her.

Nabiki rose, cum coating her lovely face.  She looked at Kikuko with a pleased smile while cleaning her cheeks and nose with her fingers and licking them, quite satisfied with her handi-(and mouth-)work.  Still, her own cunt was dying for attention, so she moved for the kill.  Kikuko’s raged breathing had just started to calm down when Nabiki positioned herself above the other girl’s body.  Hands, on each side of Kikuko, supporting her weight, Nabiki lowered her hips and both sexes met in a very intimate contact.  She descended completely over her girlfriend’s naked form, breasts against breasts, tits fencing.  Kikuko wrapped her arms around Nabiki’s neck and kissed her fully on the mouth.  Nabiki started rubbing their bodies together, grinding their pussy lips and clits against each other, the sensitive skin of their boobs pressing one another.  Breaking the kiss, Kikuko tried to make Nabiki roll over to change position, but the middle Tendō sister clearly prefered to be on top, and pinned the shorter girl on the bed by holding her arms.  She also forced Kikuko to bend and nest her head in Nabiki’s generous bosom.  Not complaining, Kikuko began to suck and lick the breasts to the best of her abilities, like Nabiki had done to her before.  The later resumed her throughsts, the friction between their mounds quickly raising the heat of their ardent lovemaking.  Both moaned, giggled, sighed, panted, and diversely vocalized as they come closer and closer to the climax...

... and the door brutally opened.

Nabiki froze.  Kikuko, the breasts surrounding her head forming quite efficient earmuffs, didn’t notice and went on.  ‘Shit,’ Nabiki mentally swore, ‘I’m certain I closed the door.

This had been to no avail, though, since a very worried Sōun Tendō had shouldered it to rush into the room.  “Nabiki-chan, I heard strange noises, are you alr—”

What?  How come he’s already here?  He should still be out with his drunkard friend and the old goat!

“NABIKI, WHAT ARE YOU DOING????”

Such a question not really calling for an answer, Nabiki just stared at her father with a sheepish look.

“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!  MY LITTLE BABY IS A LESBIAN!!!”

Kikuko, this time, heard the commotion as a shell-choked Sōun fled the bedroom, and the shouts of a crying man and a panda could be heard from outside.

“Don’t try to stop me, Saotome-kun!  I must commit seppuku to restore the honor of the Tendō family since I failed to raise my daughter as a proper lady!”

“GROWFFF????”  (translation: “Are you out of your mind?”)

As Kikuko gazed toward the door and blinked, Nabiki looked down with dread, feeling a serious migraine coming forth.  ‘She’s gonna say it.  I bet everything that she’s gonna say it....’

“Er... Nabiki... ain’t that was your father, right there?”

Nabiki slumped bonelessly over Kikuko.  “Shut up.  Please... just... shut up.”

 


THE END


 

Author’s notes:
[Or, more precisely, the answer to the question most (make that every) readers may ask: “What was all that about?”]

Well, let me explain.  In the volumes 7 and 8 of the Ranma ½ manga series, there was this gag I’ve noticed, involving a girl asking Nabiki about some of her father’s weird antics, and Nabiki coldly denying any connection.  I shouldn’t call it a running joke since it only happened two times that I know of: once during the women-repellent incident with Happōsai, and another time during the Romeo and Juliette theatre play.  It went like this:

 



And:

 

I found these moments funny, because they showed some rare times where we see that Nabiki COULD be embarrassed, especially by her father, despite her “Ice Queen” mask.  As I’ve never seen the gag reused in a fanfiction, I couldn’t resist using it in a situation of my own — and this time, a REALLY embarrassing situation (hence the lemon).

I admit, this story was pointless, the gag rather silly and the lemon totally gratuitous.  Still, I had fun writing it, and I hope you liked it.  It’s probably the shortest fic I’ve ever written (not counting the MANY unfinished ones, of course).  I just don’t know how to make short stories.

The personage of Kikuko should not be considered a new character, but instead an overlooked one from the cannon (very overlooked).  I like overlooked secondary (or rather tertiary) characters a lot.  The name “Kikuko” was borrowed from the Tales of Ranma and Ranko fanfiction by Lady Tesser and Jack Staik.  I could have picked many others for Nabiki’s friend, but this one sounded good to me.  The name of Nabiki and Kikuko’s other friend, “Ryōnami”, is borrowed from Jim Robert Bader’s story A Very Scary Thought (reused by many in the Altered Destinies series of fanfictions).  Both girls can be seen (in swimsuit, no less) in the animé episode Bathhouse Battle! We’re in Some Hot Water Now (Nettōhen ep. #22); Ryōnami is the blonde one.  Maybe I’ll include her in the fun in some sequel....  No, seriously, even if I’ve some ideas for a sequel, it’s none of my priorities.

Comments and Criticisms are a whole part of the fanfic writer’s life and are very welcome.  Compliments (the like of: “You’re a sick, perverted bastard!”) will be appreciated, while flames (the like of: “You’re the best fanfic writer in the whole world!”) will just be laughed at.

Many thanks to my pre-readers, Shad_Devil and Austin_S_Dakota.


Author: Kami of Writer’s Block
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