"RANMA!!"
Ranma looked up from the bowl of noodles he was eating. Or rather, devouring like a vacuum. "What's up, Mr. Tendo?"
"What have you done this time?" Soun threw a piece of paper at Ranma, who caught it coolly between his chopsticks. Ranma unfolded it and read:
"Dearest Dad,
Since certain members of our household seem to dislike my cooking, I've decided to leave and learn until I have improved. Until then,
Your loving daughter,
Akane."
"Well, what do you have to say for yourself?"
"Sounds like a good idea to me," Ranma replied.
Rage made Soun tower over Ranma. "RANMA!!!"
"Okay, okay, I'll go look for her," Ranma said. "(Just follow the line of poisoned people,)" he muttered.
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"Are you sure I can stay here?" Akane asked.
"Mm-hmm," Ami replied, nodding. "My parents are away a lot, and we have an extra room. And I'd love the company."
Akane looked around the apartment. It was quite spacious as apartments went, three bedrooms, a bathroom, and a kitchen seperate from the lounge room.
"Okay, I'll take it," she said, smiling.
Ami returned the smile, but it slipped slightly as Akane continued.
"But I insist on doing the cooking. FOR I SHALL PROVE THAT I AM THE BEST CHEF IN THE WORLD!" A blue halo surrounded Akane as she made her claim, fist in the air.
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Ami looked at the first dinner cooked by her house guest. "Umm...I haven't seen lettuce and tomato added to rice before," she said, hesitently.
"I wanted to make something special," Akane said. "But I am still learning, so I didn't try to too extravagant."
"Mmm..." It certainly smelled nice. Ami reached out with her chopsticks and snagged a piece of fish, then popped it in her mouth.
In the silence as Ami tasted the fish, a bird was heard to cry.
Ami swallowed with a great force of will, a sweatdrop forming. "Umm...it was..."
"You didn't like it," said Akane, her voice quivering slightly.
"No, no, no," said Ami, quickly. "I'm just not used to..."
Akane picked up a piece of her own, and chewed it, eyes watering in sadness. Then in horror. She coughed, and spat the piece of fish out.
"Oh...I'm a terrible cook," she said, sobbing.
Ami moved over to sit beside Akane, and put her arm around her. "I'm sure you're better than Usagi," she said.
"Who's that?" asked Akane.
"Just a friend. She's always pigging out."
"Even she wouldn't eat this," Akane said, then buried her head in Ami's shoulder, crying again.
Ami hugged Akane, and stroked her hair, soothingly. "Perhaps you could take tips from Makoto. Another friend," she said quickly. "She's turn into a wonderful cook. Even I can't do anything really exciting, like she can."
Akane looked up at Ami, eyes shinning. "You think she would?"
Ami nodded, looking down at Akane.
"Thank you," said Akane, placing her hand on Ami's cheek. Then she reached up and gave her a gentle kiss on her cheek.
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Later, Ami lay in bed, her mind turning over the events of the day. They had ordered in for dinner. She had then rung up Makoto, who had agreed to give Akane lessons. Akane had been so greatful.
But was there more than just greatfulness there?
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"Mmm...this is great, Akane," said Ami, chewing her last piece of steak that Akane had cooked.
"Thank you," said Akane smiling, her eyes closing with happiness. "It was...different from cooking for Ranma. Cooking for you was...peaceful. I enjoyed it."
Ami got up, taking the dishes with her. "I'll clean up," she said. She picked up Akane's plates...and paused. She was right beside Akane, and wanted to thank her for the meal. Impulsively, she turned and kissed Akane on her cheek. "Thank you," she said.
Akane blushed, and turned to see Ami looking at her. They stared into each others eyes for a long moment, then Ami looked away, blushing as well.
"I'll get onto the dishes."
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"RANMA, GET OUT!"
Ami opened the door of the bathroom, and looked out to see Akane kicked someone out the door before slamming it closed.
"Akane? What's up?"
Ami sweatdropped in surprise and Akane turned towards her, her mouth gritted and her fists shaking in anger. "That Ranma!" Akane said hotly. "He wants me to come home so Dad will stop yelling at him!"
"Um...perhaps you should. You have become a great cook," Ami said, hesitently.
"Not until he apologises!" Akane stormed into the kitchen. Ami followed and her eyes gaped as she saw Akane attacking the carrots for the night's dinner. Small pieces of carrot, and even chopping board, flew through the air.
"Um...Akane? Are you all right?"
"It's just Ranma," Akane growled. "He's such a baka!"
"I see," replied Ami, looking down at the knife in Akane's hand.
Akane looked down as well, and sweatdropped as she saw she had bent the knife blade in her hands without noticing.
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"You don't really want me to move back home, do you?" Akane asked, later that night.
"What?"
"You said that perhaps I should move back home. Now that I'm a good cook. Do you...do you want me to move out?"
Ami looked down at her lap. "Well, you have done what you wanted to."
"I know, but..." Ami could hear the pleading in Akane's voice.
"No. I'd like you to stay."
Ami looked up, and saw Akane looking at her, her eyes shinning.
Akane got up and went to Ami, and gave her a tight embrace, which Ami returned. "Thank you," Akane whispered, then gave Ami another kiss. This time directly on her lips.
Ami's eyes widened in surprise. "Wh...?"
Akane looked in Ami's eyes. "Please, let me..."
Ami wasn't exactly sure what Akane meant...but she trusted her. She nodded, and Akane responed with giving her another kiss.
Akane's hand came up to stroke Ami's cheek as Akane bestowed gentle kisses on her blue-haired partner. Ami's breath caught in her throat as Akane moved down, kissing her throat, her hand following with teasingly light strokes.
Ami gasped as Akane kissed the flesh at the opening of the open V of her shirt. Akane looked up at her again, and again Ami nodded.
Akane, fingers fumbling, undid the buttons of Ami's shirt, and opened it, pulling it out of her pants, to reveal Ami's chest, a flush already upon her. Akane gazed at the white bra which cupped Ami's breasts, and her eyes trailed down over the flatness of her stomach. She reached out and stroked the stomach, drawing her nails lightly over the sides, making Ami gasp for breath again.
Akane slipped the shirt down off Ami's shoulders, pooling it on the seat behind her, then, while looking directly into Ami's eyes, she reached around and unsnapped the bra, and draw it down over her arms, before dropping it beside the chair.
Akane started with her hands on Ami's, then drew her fingers along and up her arms, then brought them down the inside of her body until they trailed underneath Ami's breasts. Akane cupped the bottom of the breasts, Akane saw that her nipples were already hard, betraying Ami's growing arousal. She smiled, happy to give pleasure to her friend.
Akane kissed Ami again, then moved her tongue down over Ami's heating flesh, down her throat and into her cleavage, before making her way to one of Ami's nipples. She took the small bullet into her mouth, and washed her tongue over it, and her other hand moved up to roll Ami's other nipple between her fingers.
Ami moaned as Akane suckled at her breast. Already she could feel warmthness and wetness down below. Akane must have been able to smell it, because she left Ami's breast, to her temporary disappointment, and ran her tongue down over Ami's stomach, taking a moment to wiggle it in Ami's belly buttom, then moved down further.
Akane paused as she stared right into Ami's clothed crotch. Then she reached out and undid the buttons. Ami rose helpfully as Akane pulled at the sides of her pants, and they slid down her legs, crumpling to a stop at her shoes. Akane took a moment to take off her shoes and socks, then removed the pants.
She slid her hands up Ami's legs, which parted for her, revealing the sight of stained panties to Akane's eyes when she got to the top of Ami's legs.
Akane smiled hungrily, and ran her fingers over the material, feeling the heat contained therein.
"Do it," Ami whispered, and Akane obeyed, slipping the panties down and off Ami's body. Akane leant in, and inhaled the smell of Ami's wetness, then nuzzled her nose in the blue public hair.
Ami arched above her as Akane's tongue took a long lap of her nether lips, gathering the juices. Akane savoured the taste, then went back in for seconds, wiggling her tongue between Ami's lips. Ami dug her hands into the arms of the chair, her fingers white, as pleasure unlike anything else ran through her. She gasped, once, twice, trying to draw breath into her taut body.
Akane tilted her head slightly, and ran her lips over Ami's protruding clitoris. Ami gasped again as Akane took the nub between her lips and sucked.
That was too much for Ami. She screamed silently as a wave of pleasure crashed over her, and smashed into her mind. Her body was one tense nerve of electricity, strung tight and thrumming as the orgasm passed through her.
She stayed frozen for what seemed like an eternity, then slumped back into the chair as the passion slowly faded away.
Akane looked up from between Ami's legs, her face glistening with Ami's juices. Ami was unable to respond, momentarily exhausted, as Akane placed a brief kiss on her clitoris, then stood up and gathered Ami easily in her arms.
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Ami lay on the bed where Akane placed her, and watched with eager eyes as Akane undressed. As each piece of clothing fell to the floor, Ami's desire grew. Finally, as Akane slipped her panties off to stand nude before Ami, Ami was panting with need.
Akane posed, letting Ami's eyes wander all over her body. Her breasts heaved as she breathed in and out, and juices glistened on her nether lips.
Ami licked her lips, and held her arms out for Akane to come to her. Akane did, and lay down on Ami, covering her face with more kisses.
Ami wrapped her arms around Akane, rubbing her hand in Akane's short black hair as she held her close. Akane moved about on Ami, rubbing their breasts together erotically. They moaned as Akane brought their clits into contact.
Ami pressed herself into Akane, feeling their nipples push into each other. She thrust her tongue into Akane's mouth, who, though surprised, accepted it gladly. She ground her hips into Akane, feeling her earlier passion arise again, increasing beyond the level it was at before.
Akane reached down and gripped Ami's buttom, squeezing it tightly as they humped against each other. She groaned into Ami's mouth as her passion rose. She needed this, and knew that Ami needed it too.
Their hips came together violently one more time, and their bodies exploded. Ami's hands dug into Akane's back, just as Akane's dug into Ami's buttocks. They shook together, their bodies joining, and their minds connecting.
They let out long moans as they came down from their high. They lay there, covered lightly with sweat and cum, panting and recovering their breaths.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."