CRASH & BURN by Ryoko Saotome (Part Five) Tsubasa paced from one end of the room to the other, stealing concerned glances at Mousse every time he passed the other boy. The tall Amazon youth hadn't said anything ever since the hospital staff literally peeled him away from Ranma and took the injured youth to the emergency room. "Tsubasa," Mousse finally said softly. "*Please* stop stalking around like a caged animal." "Oh! Gomen ne, Mousse," the younger boy said apologetically and dropped into the chair beside the other teen. "I tend to get restless when I'm worried about something. Or someone," he added softly. Mousse nodded and turned to stare at the clock again. What the hell was taking the doctors so long?! Ryoga, Kuno, Akane, and Ukyou chose that moment to arrive. Ryoga took one look at Mousse and realized that there had been no word on Ranma's condition yet, and sank down into the seat opposite the Amazon, taking his hands in his own and squeezing them gently. <~How are you holding up, Mu-chan?~> The Amazon sighed and replied <~I'd be doing better if I *knew* something, for God's sake!~> "Nothing new?" Akane asked Tsubasa softly, trying to give the other two boys some small amount of privacy. "Not a damn word," the boy replied, leaning his head against Kuno's chest and suppressing an annoyed sigh. The older boy wrapped his arms around Tsubasa in a gentle embrace. Ukyou sighed and dropped down into another chair in the waiting room. "It's been at least an hour," she mumbled. "Why don't they know anything yet?!" No sooner were the words out of her mouth than one of the doctors entered the waiting room. She glanced around at the small group, pushing a lock of brown hair out of her eyes. Mousse and Ryoga looked up at her and started, recognizing her almost instantly. "Dr. Toshira?" Mousse said softly. The woman turned her head, and her eyes lit up in recognition of her former patient (1). "I should have expected to see the pair of you here," she said, her voice just as gentle and friendly as Ryoga remembered it being. "You're concerned about Saotome-san, ne?" "How is he?" Ryoga asked. "Well, the external injuries were easy to spot, especially those burn marks. When we went to set the broken bones, we located some internal bleeding." The six teens gasped and looked worriedly at one another. Dr. Toshira continued: "One of his ribs was fractured, and it broke off into his left lung. We were able to stop the bleeding and set the rib, though. He's still unconscious, but from the extent of his injuries, I'd say that's mostly Saotome-san's means of getting away from the pain. He should be coming to any time now. Normally, I wouldn't allow any visitors, but since you *are* his family"--here she smiled warmly at Ryoga and Mousse, who both blushed slightly--"I don't see any problem with having you sit with him for a while." "Arigatou, Toshira-san," Ryoga said in a small voice. The doctor smiled again. "Come on," she said. "I'll take you to see him now." Ryoga and Mousse glanced over at the others for a second; the four teens nodded and stood to leave. "Call me at the dojo as soon as he wakes up," Akane urged. Ukyou nodded in agreement and followed the other girl out the door. Tsubasa and Kuno remained a moment longer. "We'll be at Ucchan's," Kuno said softly before turning to leave, Tsubasa still in the protective circle of his arm. <~They're a cute couple, ne?~> <~Hai. Never though I'd see the day Tatewaki Kuno would date another guy.~> Dr. Toshira cleared her throat to get their attention again. The two boys blushed slightly in reply and followed her to the room where Ranma was currently recovering from surgery. ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~ Ranma groaned softly and opened his eyes just a bit. The light hit them unexpectedly, and he whimpered as he squeezed them shut again. He thought he saw two people in the room--at least, he *hoped* he was in a room!--but he wasn't exactly sure who they were. Despite the fact that his head hurt like hell, he slowly reached out through his telepathic bonds and attempted to reach his lovers. <~Itoshii? Mu-chan?~> Ryoga lifted his head from the bed and shot a quick glance over at Mousse. The Amazon pushed himself away from the wall and dropped down next to the bed, locking eyes with Ryoga. Ranma hadn't shown any signs of regaining consciousness in the past half-hour, but both were *sure* he'd just reopened the links to them. <~Did you hear...~> Ryoga began hesitantly. <~Hai, I did.~> Mousse turned his gaze to Ranma and reached out to brush a strand of hair away from his face. <~Ran-chan? Are you awake?~> The second the message reached him, Ranma struggled to open his eyes again. This time, he didn't close them when the light hit, instead groaning aloud and reaching up to block the light. "Damn, guess I am," he said softly, blinking against the glare. "Could one of you--" Ryoga quickly shut off the overhead lights before Ranma even finished the question, then quickly moved back to the bedside. "Oh, Ranma, what the hell were you thinking?!" he scolded, taking one of the younger martial artist's hands in his own. Ranma chuckled, ignoring the fact that it hurt to laugh. "I wasn't. I was just so damn angry I never even stopped to think." He winced slightly before continuing: "Besides, I didn't like what she called you, itoshii." <~The swine comment again?~> <~She called you that to your face?!~> Ranma asked incredulously. <~That bitch said that?!~> Mousse thought, hearing this information for the first time. Ryoga blinked and said aloud, "You mean, I didn't tell you guys that earlier?" His lovers blinked at him, then Ranma grinned and turned to Mousse. "You promised," he said to the Amazon, eyes sparkling mischievously. "Ranma-love, you have a broken wrist, a sprained ankle, at least one fractured rib, nearly a dozen first-degree burns, and more scratches than I've ever seen in my life," Mousse said. "I think you should be fully recovered before we do that!" Ryoga was completely lost, but he had the feeling that *this*--whatever it was-- was what the two had been discussing earlier. "I could just watch." "But what fun would that be for you?" A long pause, then: "How long did Dr. Rei say I'd be in this cast?" "Dr. Rei?" Ryoga asked, smiling at Ranma's sudden enthusiasm. "Yeah!" Mousse smiled too. "Dr. Rei, as you call her, said you'd probably be able to get that thing off in about two months or so, depending on how quickly the bones knit." "Well, if I'm *really* careful, I should still be able to 'play'!" Ranma insisted. "I know I probably don't want to know, but--" Ryoga started, only to find himself interrupted. "Which do you prefer, Ryo-chan? Whipped cream, chocolate syrup, or strawberry sauce?" Ranma asked, a wicked grin on his face. "Ranma!" Mousse scolded playfully. "That was *supposed* to be kept a secret!" The Lost Boy began to blush. "Oh," he said softly (2) ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~ *BRRRRRRRING* Kuno groaned and reached for the bedside phone. He picked it up in the middle of the second ring. "Moshi moshi?" he said quietly. Tsubasa had just drifted off to sleep, and he *really* didn't want to wake the younger boy. "Kuno? It's Ryoga. Ranma woke up a little while ago." "How is he?" He could practically hear the smile in the Lost Boy's voice as he answered, "Just fine, despite his injuries. He and Mousse are already plotting against me." "Nani?" "Let's just say it involves food products that can be used as body paints." "Ah," Kuno said, smiling at the mental image he conjured up at that comment. It seemed like something Tsubasa might suggest. As if knowing his lover was thinking about him, the boy in question groaned and opened his eyes sleepily, silently asking who was on the phone. When Tatchi mouthed "Ryoga," he immediately grabbed the phone away. "Is everything all right?" "Oh, hey, Tsu-chan. You sound like you just woke up." "That's 'cause I *did*," he said with a grin. "How's Ranma doing now?" He listened silently, eyes lighting up at the mention of body painting using food. His gaze shifted over to Kuno, and the wicked gleam in them intensified. "I'll have to get them to take notes for me," he commented mildly. "Knowing those two hentais, they'll videotape the whole thing!" Ryoga said with a laugh. "I'm sure they'll give you a copy if you ask nicely." "I just might. Feel like having a few visitors over?" After hearing that Ukyou and Akane were already on their way to the hospital, Tsubasa told Ryoga that they'd be there shortly and hung up the phone. Then he shot another wicked glance at his boyfriend. "I prefer strawberries, if you were curious," he said, smirking. Tatchi smiled at the younger boy and pulled him down for a deep, breathtaking kiss. "If we're going over there, we should at least get dressed," he told the younger boy even as he nipped at one of his ears. Tsubasa pretended to pout. "Why can't we go like this?" "Because we don't live in a nudist colony," Kuno replied matter-of-factly. Tsubasa giggled and stole another kiss before climbing out of the bed to gather up his clothes (3). ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~ "Hot fudge might be a bit much, Ranma," Mousse said, frowning a bit. "Aw, come on!" the pigtailed boy protested. "If rocks pounding into him don't hurt, I don't think there'll be much of a problem with hot fudge!" "Why don't you use caramel? It's just as sticky, and it's more fun anyway!" "Akane!" "Well, it's true!" the girl insisted, tossing her head. "Slow down!" Tsubasa interrupted. "I can't write that fast!" Ryoga, Ukyou, and Kuno slipped out of the room, a bit concerned over how serious their lovers were being about the whole issue. As soon as the door closed behind them, effectively blocking the voices within, Ryoga quirked an eyebrow at Ukyou. "Caramel?" he asked. The girl's reply was to blush prettily and look away. "Well, she was just so convincing..." she said, trailing off before going into any detail. Kuno nodded his head sympathetically. "If it makes you feel better, Tsubasa decided he wants to do the strawberry thing sometime." "Let's just face it, you two," Ryoga said with a sigh. "Our lovers are strange, strange people." <~I heard that!~> Mousse 'said', snickering. <~What do you think of strawberries, caramel, whipped cream, and chocolate sauce?~> <~Sounds like a dessert to me.~> <~I was hoping you'd say that!~> Ranma replied. <~Tell Ucchan and Tatchi we came up with the perfect combo in here!~> Ryoga snickered and turned to the other two, who were staring at him strangely. "I think," he said, still smiling slightly, "that the three of us are in a *lot* of trouble!" ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~ "Aw, c'mon!" Ranma protested, dropping onto the couch and pouting. It had been over three months since the fight with Shampoo, and he had just recently gotten his cast removed. His lovers were still being a bit overprotective of him, though, insisting that he not train too hard while his ankle was still sore. "It's just a little sprain," he insisted again. "Sprains can be worse than breaks," Mousse said, trying to ignore the fact that Ranma was inching closer to him as he spoke. "You shouldn't overdo it." Ranma climbed onto Mousse's lap and nuzzled against him. "You're no fun," he muttered before nipping at the other boy's neck. The Amazon whimpered slightly at the contact and closed his eyes. ~ Let me be the one you call ~ "Shouldn't you be bugging Ryoga?" he asked, not really complaining about the attention he was receiving. Ranma continued to kiss and nip at the other youth's neck as if he didn't hear him. "Mmmm, I like bugging you, too," Ranma finally replied, placing another kiss on his lover's collarbone. "Besides, he's upstairs, and I'm not supposed to overdo it, 'member?" "You just want someone to carry you around, don't you?" "You know it!" Mousse mock-growled, then shifted so that the younger boy was settled carefully in his arms before standing up. Ranma giggled, wrapping his arms around Mousse's neck and snuggling against him. The two boys made their way up to the bedroom; Ranma solved the problem of how to get in by leaning over and pounding on the door. "Oi! Itoshii!" he shouted, knocking even harder as Mousse struggled not to laugh. "Let us in!" "Are your hands broken?" came the muffled, and somewhat amused, reply from within. It sounded like he was just on the other side of the door. "As a matter of fact, they are! Now open up!" <~*What* am I ever going to do with you two?~> Ryoga thought to the pair as he opened the door and quirked an eyebrow at them. <~I've got a few suggestions,~> Mousse replied, moving to set Ranma down. The boy frowned and clung to him tighter. <~ 'scuse me, Mu-chan, but I'm not exactly ready to get down yet.~> <~Spoiled.~> <~I can make it worth your while.~> Then, to make sure he fully had the Amazon's attention, Ranma pulled him down into a lingering, passionate kiss. ~ If you jump I'll break your fall ~ "*ahem* If you two would like to come up for air..." Ryoga said, even though he couldn't help but smile at the pair. Mousse pulled back from the kiss and mock- glared at the boy still settled into his arms. "Oh, you are *so* going to pay for that!" he 'threatened'. Ranma's eyes lit up. "Promise?" he asked as he hopped out of Mousse's arms and sidled past Ryoga, making sure to brush up against him as much as possible. Ryoga's gaze lingered on the younger boy for a moment, then he pulled the Amazon youth into the room and trapped him against the wall. "I think I've decided what to do with the pair of you," he said softly, brushing his lips softly against the other boy's. "Mmm, what's that?" "How 'bout I just show you?" came the reply, followed by a deep, breathtaking kiss. Mousse moaned softly and wrapped his arms tightly around the Lost Boy, parting his lips a bit in silent invitation--and Ryoga wasn't one to turn someone down. Their tongues intertwined, locked in an impassioned struggle for dominance. A pair of strong arms slipped around Ryoga's waist, and he whimpered slightly as Ranma began to place light nipping kisses along the back of his neck. The pigtailed boy grinned and continued his attentions, enjoying the fact that he was slowly driving the bandanna'd martial artist to his own 'breaking point'. Ryoga broke off the kiss and began to mark a trail of warm wet kisses up the hidden weapons expert's jawline, paying special attention to the sensitive spot just below his ear. Mousse groaned, tilting his head back in submission. ~ Lift you up and fly away with you into the night ~ Ranma's hands and lips continued to play havoc with Ryoga's control, and he nipped lightly at the Amazon's ear, eliciting another whimper. Without warning, Ryoga turned and caught Ranma up in his arms, tossing the younger boy onto the bed. He then turned and did the same with Mousse, then stood back to watch the pair tussle playfully. "Hey, get offa me!" Ranma 'protested'. "Nah, I like it right here," Mousse replied, smirking. Ranma pouted, then grinned wickedly and wrapped his arms around the taller boy, pulling him down against him. Then he rolled over so that Mousse was now on the bottom, and pinned him carefully. "What were you saying again?" he said, leaning down and pressing his lips against the other youth's. Any protest Mousse may have been ready to make died without a second thought, and he began to kiss him back. They both started tugging at one another's clothes, somehow managing to strip without moving from their positions on the bed. Ryoga watched with slightly glazed eyes as he peeled off his own clothing. Damn, it was just so easy to watch them together. Two absolutely beautiful boys, and both of them were his. He walked over to the bed, drawing the Amazon youth into his arms and tucking his chin against his shoulder--he'd have a *much* nicer view of the action from here. Mousse whimpered again as Ranma began to leave a trail of sucking kisses down his chest, nipping gently at one of his nipples as his hand stroked and caressed the other. The younger boy loved teasing his partners at every opportunity, and was *very* much taking advantage of the fact that Ryoga was silently watching the show and that Mousse was lapping up the attention he was given. He glanced up at the Lost Boy, shot him an evil grin, then took the Amazon boy into his mouth. Mousse moaned and arched his back, trying to get deeper into the warm wet heat surrounding his throbbing erection. Ranma took slow, deep strokes, raking his teeth lightly along the other boy's length as he moved. Ryoga slowly began to run his hands along the Chinese boy's body, placing soft kisses all along his neck as he did so. ~ If you need to fall apart ~ The duel stimulation quickly became more than the boy could bear, and Mousse came with a shaky cry, burrowing his face against Ryoga's neck. Ranma remained where he was, savoring every drop of the Amazon's juices, then placed soft kisses up his body till he was kissing Ryoga over the other youth's shoulder. Mousse smiled wickedly and pulled himself out of Ryoga's embrace, moving down the bed until he was able to reach the lube on the nightstand, then turned back to watch his lovers in action. Ryoga pressed the smaller boy onto his back, placing a tender kiss to his throat as his hands began to explore the slim form beneath them. Ranma whimpered and moaned at the gentle teasing exploration, gasping outright when the Lost Boy began to stroke his erection. Ryoga grinned down at the boy and continued to stroke and pet his lover, drinking up the whimpers and begging cries he was eliciting from the younger boy. Mousse slid up next to Ranma and turned the pigtailed boy's face to his, capturing his lips in a gentle yet soul-searing kiss as he handed the lube to Ryoga. ~ I can mend a broken heart ~ Ranma's gasping cry was muffled by Mousse's mouth as Ryoga pressed one wet finger into him. The Lost Boy stroked gently at the hidden nerves, and Ranma began to moan and lift his hips to intensify to contact. He clung to Mousse, biting at his neck as he reached down to stroke the Amazon's growing erection. Ryoga added another finger, then another, continuing to stroke the nerves and drive Ranma close to the edge of passion. He withdrew his fingers, moving between his younger lover's thighs and sliding slowly into the sheath of his body, groaning at the sensation. A hand on his shoulder stopped him for a moment, and he glanced over his shoulder to nod silently to Mousse. The Amazon wet his fingers and gently pressed two into the Lost Boy's tight opening. He moaned softly, moving back and pressing his lover's deft fingers deeper into himself. Mousse stroked his lover for a few moments, then withdrew his fingers and pressed himself into Ryoga's opening. The three remained still for a few moments longer, then slowly began to move as one. If two alone appeared graceful, then the three of them together turned lovemaking into a work of art. Words were beyond them, and the room was soon filled with the moans, gasps, and cries of three boys caught up in the throes of passion. ~ If you need to crash then crash and burn ~ Ranma came first, head thrown back in a gasping cry as he clung to the Lost Boy. At the first spasm of his lover's orgasm, Ryoga lost what little control he'd been holding onto and spilled his seed into the trembling boy beneath him. Mousse cried out and bit down onto Ryoga's neck as he came within his lover's body. Once the trembling subsided, Mousse carefully slid out of the warmth of the Lost Boy's body and dropped next to Ranma. Ryoga likewise pulled carefully out of Ranma and rolled over to the side opposite the Amazon. Ranma peppered both his lover's faces with sweet kisses before snuggling up to the hidden weapons expert. Ryoga then pulled both into his arms and nuzzled against Ranma's neck. After a long moment of silence, Ranma spoke up. "We're gonna have to do that dessert thing again sometime!" "I just now got the chocolate syrup out of my hair, Ranma." "Aw, c'mon, Ryoga! If it makes you feel better, *I'll* be on the bottom next time!" "Okay, Mousse, you've got a deal." ~ You're not alone ~ That decided, the three lovers drifted off to sleep. OWARI ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~ Ooh, lookie! Footnotes! (1) Dr. Rei Toshira played a minor role in CHANGES. She was the doctor to whom Ryoga and Ranma took Mousse shortly after freeing him from the slave camp, and gave Ryo-chan some advice on how to help Mu-chan's healing process (no, you hentais, she never said anything about 'sexual healing'!) (2) I know, I know. I'm an evil little thing, aren't I? Seriously, though, most of my fantasies involve food, mainly strawberries and whipped cream. I know, but I can't suppress my hentai thoughts!! (3) I promise, if anyone *really* wants to see the lemon scene that I was thinking of writing here, let me know and I'll send it out to the list. Cross my heart and hope to be smothered by bishounen if I'm lying. Wait, that's a reward, isn't it ^_^ ? ~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~