The Devil in Miss Tendo
A Ranma ½ fanfic
by avis de rapina
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Chapter 3: (Citrus Warning - Lime and almost Lemonish stuff ahead.)
“Speech"
Thoughts
‘Titles / Quotes in speech or thoughts’
EMPHASIS
Sound effects
(Script Directions)
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Part II:
Ranma was having difficulty during his scenes with Kasumi that afternoon.
It wasn’t his lines, what there were of them. His ability to quickly learn martial arts techniques served him in good stead there. He merely treated his lines as a verbal kata... in much the same way that he treated schoolwork in the rote-intensive curriculum at Furinkan High.
It wasn’t the ’costume’ Nabiki had given him for the later scenes. He was pretty sure that she was just pranking him yet again. (She wasn’t. But don’t tell him. He’ll find out soon enough.)
It was his co-star, Kasumi herself. She had surprised him with her performances earlier in the morning. He had long suspected that she had hidden depths to her. He just didn’t suspect that they would rival the Marianas Trench. She was brave to pose in the nude for reference photos. But to allow them to animate her in the nude... with her own face... and her own voice, was beyond his expectations.
The bit of personal history that Akane had narrated earlier also put her behavior in a new light; as did her performance with Cologne. It was just that the new light seemed to be coming from some UFO. He had begun to suspect that Kasumi was some kind of pod-person or perhaps a mirror clone. He’d have believed it, if it weren’t for Akane and Nabiki accepting Kasumi’s actions at face value.
And what’s the deal with Nabiki? I knew she had an oral fixation; she’s always walkin’ around the house with some Pocky in her mouth. But to do that! I just know I had to be dreamin’ that. I don’t wanna know what I’m gonna owe her if it wasn’t a dream!
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Act 4, Scene 1 started pretty much according to the script.
Kazumi:
(Scratches at shogi. Waits. Opens shogi. Enters. Kneels. Closes shogi. Walks in front of Ran-sensei. Sits in seiza. Bows.)
“Konbanwa, Ran-sensei. Kazumi Ichigo desu. I am to be your new student.”
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Kasumi’s next line was definitely NOT in the script.
“Please look on me with good favor,” she said brightly. As she straightened, she also threw him a saucy wink off-camera.
Ranma froze momentarily. ‘Look on me with good favor’? ...Isn’t that what a bride’s supposed to say on her honeymoon? Looks like Kasumi-chan’s got a sense of humor after all! Two can play at this game.
“Is THIS what they are sending me to work with now?” Ranma ad-libbed in his best Genma impersonation. “Oh, the shame! That I; who have trained such succubi as the great Morrigan Aensland; should be reduced to this! To teaching a virgin!” He winked back at Kasumi who was masking her giggles by pretending to tremble.
“Oh please, Ran-sensei, give me a chance! Teach me how to give pleasure in the pillow arts and I will bring great honor to your School!”
Ah, so she wishes to continue this game, ne? Let’s take it up a notch and see if she’s got what it takes.
“And why should I even bother?” Ranma sneered. “Why should I waste my efforts trying to teach you? You would probably faint at the first sight of a male organ, much less at the first taste. Your first ‘little death’ would likely bring about your own demise!”
Kasumi quickly retorted with a touch of fire in her voice, “It may be true, sensei, that I lack the experience to be worthy of your teaching. But I swear on my very soul that you will not have a better student than myself! There is no one more willing than I am to learn every sexual perversion that you have to teach. Nor is there anyone more eager to master those skills and become your equal, NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES. All I ask is that you try me for real, and see what I can do.” She cooed the last and sent him another saucy off-camera wink.
Ranma stood still as he heard a familiar line uttered by yet another Tendo sister: ‘Why don’t you try me for real…’ He shook his head, smirked and murmured, “Anything Goes, ne?” He bowed to Kasumi. Both conceding this round and resuming the script.
Ran-sensei:
(Bows curtly. Grunts.)
“Very well, I shall take you on as a provisional student.
Be warned: I shall not take this training easy on you.
If you fail to meet my expectations, you are going to go to Hell anyway.
But only after I use your body to train my next student!”
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Kazumi:
(Kowtows.)
“Thank you, Ran-sensei. I shall not disappoint you.
Do with me whatever you will.”
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Ran-sensei:
“Then arise, and let the lessons begin.”
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That’s when he lost control of the situation. Kasumi gamely took off her clothes to reveal her ‘costume’. It was NOT a two-piece swimsuit. What little there was of it was altogether showing too much of Kasumi. He had a sinking feeling that Nabiki really wasn’t just trying to prank him. He was glad that he’d decided to play along and wear the ‘costume’ Nabiki had given him earlier.
He had sparred with girls before. His reluctance to do so with Akane was due more to her insistence on sparring at levels far beyond her current capabilities. But he HAD grappled with other girls using Jujitsu, Kempo and Taekwando. It was just that he hadn’t grappled with a girl as curvy, firm-fleshed, jiggly nor as underdressed as Kasumi, at least not since that first time Shampoo-neko jumped into the furo with him. But even then the focus of his efforts were on keeping her away from him. (Actually, they were more on getting her or himself out of the furoba before Akane came to investigate. We all know what happened then.) Kasumi was not only supposed to be trying to get close to him; he was also SUPPOSED to let her, and to even show her how!
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The butt-plug scene took four takes to finish, and almost made Ranma give up right there. Ronichiro explained that while they will rotoscope in images of rather scary-looking implements in post-production, he would still have to insert a replacement or dummy plug into Kasumi’s bung hole for them to rotoscope around.
“As the hole dilates and distends the rest of the gluteal anatomy shifts, Ranma-san. We could save so much time if we were to rotoscope this scene from life instead of from scratch.”
“And unless you’re actually holding a dummy plug, there’s no way for us to properly position you hands in relation to onee-chan’s butt, Saotome.” Nabiki added with a grin.
“Bu-- But…”
“Exactly, Saotome. Her butt.”
Kasumi finally stepped in to reassure him. “Ranma-kun, don’t worry. I will not be hurt,” she said as she picked up one of the ‘dummy plugs’. It was a prophylactic, and admittedly one of the smaller sizes, half-filled with a rather firm gel and tied-off with a string. “See? This thing is too small, too narrow and too soft to do me any kind of damage. Nabiki and I tried them last night and they’re more likely to burst than to cause any pain.”
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“Oh my!”
“I think that bit about last night was too much information for him to handle, sis.” (Sigh) “You stop his bleeding while I fetch a mop and bucket.”
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After that scene, Ranma had no problem attaining an erection. In fact he was straining the cock-sock’s stitching. This was a good thing in that Act 4, Scene 4 required them to simulate giving head. He thought that Kasumi would merely bob her head with her mouth open while positioning herself between him and the camera.
He didn’t expect Kasumi to actually grab, stroke, squeeze and fondle him. He never imagined Kasumi would give Nabiki competition and actually lick his er… sock.
When she closed her eyes, opened her mouth and was apparently about to actually engulf him, sock and all, he lost it. Lycra material with nylon stitching already strained by his rampant dimensions had inadequate tensile strength to resist a sudden increase in hyrdrostatic pressure.
“Cut!,” Ronichiro called out with a disappointed sigh. I really shouldn’t have let Nabiki talk me into this, he mused.
“Keep going,” Nabiki cried. “We can use this for the bukkake scene in Act 6!”
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They adjourned to the conference room. There was little point to filming any further that day as Ranma was clearly too embarassed to continue. He kept trying to apologize to Kasumi, yet cringed just as soon as she looked at him.
“I must say, Saotome, that was a really impressive money shot.”
Ranma cringed deeper into his seat.
“Yes it was, Nabiki-san. Not only was the volume remarkable, but the spatter pattern was also perfect! It’s a shame that we’re doing an ero anime though. Once we rotoscope it, no one will believe that we aren’t making it up.”
Ranma’s head slipped closer to the table.
“Is that so, Ronichiro? It really covered all of Kasumi-chan’s face?”
Ranma started to wish the floor would just swallow him up.
“You should have seen it, Kimiko! He got her mouth, lips, nose, ears, chin, neck, bangs… It was a good thing you had your eyes closed, Kasumi-san.”
Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam.
“Perhaps we had better talk about something else.” Kasumi said. “I really don’t think it’s good for Ranma to keep banging his head on the table like that.”
“…”
“So… What did it taste like, sis? Did adding all those veggies to his diet sweeten it like Mom’s cookbook said?”
Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam.
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“In all seriousness, Ranma-san,” Ronichiro began once Ranma had calmed down, “I am worried about your performance this afternoon.”
Ranma blushed and started to rock his head once again.
“I’m worried about your performance as an ACTOR,” Ronichiro hurriedly ammended. “That little bit of ad-libbing you and Kasumi-san made up was fantastic! However, once Kasumi-san removed her clothes, your entire body language closed-up. Your motions became more tentative and unsure. For someone who had gotten to third or even to second base it was most unusual.”
“I was confused about that earlier, Ronichiru-kun. What are all these bases that you and Ranma were talking about?”
“It’s an American expression, Kasumi-san. It comes from the bases used in a baseball game. To be ‘At bat’ means that you are dating or ‘going steady’. Getting to ‘First base’ means that you are on kissing terms. Getting to ‘Second base’ means that you are ‘making out’ which generally implies groping without contact with the genitals. ‘Third base’ means foreplay, and is understood to include any genital contact up to oral sex. To reach ‘Home plate’ or ‘Fourth base’ means actual sexual intercourse.”
“Is this what you were talking about earlier, Ranma?” Kasumi asked.
Ranma blushed and nodded.
“That’s an interesting analogy, Ranma-kun,” Kimiko mused. ”I would have expected you to use ‘Step A, B and C’ like most Japanese teenagers, myself. You know? Kissing, Foreplay, Intercourse? Where did you learn this bases thing?”
“Okinawa,” Ranma answered. “Some American marines used to work out at a dojo Pops and I were staying at when I was twelve.”
“Was this when you got to second base, Ranma-san?”
Ranma nodded.
“How about to third base, Ranma-kun?”
Ranma nodded again.
“My, you sure were an early starter, Saotome.” Nabiki drawled.
“Which makes your earlier reaction to Kasumi-san confusing, Ranma-san,” Ronichiro commented. “It was like you were hesitant to touch Kasumi-san, reluctant even. If it wasn’t for your climax I might even suspect that you didn’t like women. Unless… it was Kasumi-san you didn’t like.”
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“Are you freakin’ nuts?!” Ranma exploded. “Of course I like Kasumi. A guy’ld hafta be dead or blind not to notice how hot she is! Who wouldn’t wanna be able to make out with her?”
“Really, Ranma?” Kasumi asked with a pleased happy-smile on her face. “I didn’t know that you thought I was hot. I’m so glad that you like me!”
“Then what was the matter, Ranma-kun? Why did your behavior change as radically as Ronichiro says it did?”
Ranma mumbled quietly. The only words they could make out were: “…see her naked… think I’m a pervert… Akane…”
“I think I may know the reason, Kimiko-chan.”
“Can you please explain it to me then, Kasumi-chan?”
“Ranma and Akane’s courtship has not been a… tranquil one. In fact, it has been punctuated by several incidents and misunderstandings that have sometimes resulted in violent attacks. And Ranma is usually the target of those attacks.”
“So I gathered from those contracts and the penalty clauses that Nabiki-chan introduced. But how does that explain his behavior?”
“At the time of their betrothal, Akane was having some intimacy issues. I’m afraid that when Nabiki and I pushed her on Ranma, she reacted poorly. She projected some of her own fears and insecurities on Ranma and took to ‘punishing’ him for what she imagined or perceived were indecent or improper actions. I’m afraid that Ranma may have associated participating in any act of intimacy as being socially unacceptable and thus meriting punishment.”
“I’m afraid that this is going to be a problem.” (Sigh) “Are you sure that you would rather we didn’t re-cast his role, Kasumi-chan? Maybe we could ask Mousse-kun or even hold new auditions…”
“NO!” Came the response from Ranma, Kasumi and Nabiki.
“There’s no way I’m gonna let Mousse or some other man do this to Kasumi!”
“…”
“Do you mean that, Ranma? I’m so glad! I’d really rather not be doing this with anyone else myself.”
“I’m really happy for you, sis,” Nabiki chuckled. “Besides, the parents would freak if we brought in anybody else. It would ruin everything.”
“…”
“I’m afraid that using Mousse in that role would upset our relationship with the Amazons and would mire us in their internal politics.” Nabiki explained Not to mention it would void certain ‘agreements’ I’ve made with Cologne.
“Then I guess we have no choice. Is there anything that can be done to help Ranma-kun get over this fear of intimacy?” Kimiko asked plaintively.
“I… may have a few ideas. Since we have no further scenes for this afternoon, would you mind taking me out for a walk in the park, Ranma? I think it would be better if we could talk in a more natural environment.” Not to mention a more private one.
“I’m curious though, sis. When did you stop calling him ‘Ranma-kun’ and just ‘Ranma’?”
“Why ever since we got to ‘third base’, Nabiki,” Kasumi answered with a bright smile. “After all, it would be hypocritical for iinazuke to address each other so formally after becoming so intimate.”
End Chapter 3.
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Author’s Notes: I think that this is a good place to end for now. I’m not too fond of cliff-hangers myself; but in all honesty this is more of a stepping-stool rather than a cliff. The plot is developing nicely and the promised smut has started to make an appearance.
Structurally, I’m going to devote one part of each following chapter to events in the studio, the other part to events in the dojo or in Nerima-at-large. Interludes will bridge the two parts with scenes from the production-side of this movie. I have to give my OC’s something to do besides shouting “Cut!”
You do remember that I said everyone will be OOC back in chapter 1? Well I’ve been having fun trying to stay as much in canon as I can. It would be easy to just throw in a deus ex machina thingy and go straight to the lemon. But smut appeals to me more if there is a plot. I hope that you agree.
My thanks go again to the people at TFF for their comments and inspiration.
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Deleted Scene Omake 4:
Kazumi:
(Demurely.)
“Karawayo?”
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Ran-sensei:
(Sneers and gestures abruptly.)
“Proceed.”
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Kazumi:
(Removes blouse, skirt, camisole, slip, bra, then underpants.)
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Ranma kept his cool with a weakened ‘Soul of Ice’. This actually helped the scene as his character was supposed to remain impassive in the face of a nervously sweating Ms. Kazumi.
He nearly lost his cool after Kasumi took off her outer clothes and proceeded to remove her camisole. He silently sighed in relief as he saw that she was wearing some sort of halter beneath her bra. He almost lost it again as she removed her bra to reveal that said halter, while of a lighter blue color than his cock-sock, was sheer, semi-transluscent and skintight. It was so skintight that it molded to the undersides and contours of her breasts; providing cover but absolutely no support whatsoever. Not that Kasumi was in any need of support, the halter was transluscent enough that he could confidently affirm that Kasumi’s bras were definitely not padded. The halter was also sheer enough that he could see that despite the hot lights, Kasumi must be feeling somewhat chilly. Her panties followed, and he saw that he was wearing a blue T-back beneath them.
Kazumi:
(Smiles nervously then approaches Ran-sensei.)
Sensei, please. May I undress you?
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Ran-sensei:
(Nods.)
“You may.”
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Let’s-bring-up-the-heat! Omake:
Kazumi:
(Removes blouse, skirt, camisole, slip, bra, then underpants.)
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Ranma kept his cool with a weakened ‘Soul of Ice’. This actually helped the scene as his character was supposed to remain impassive in the face of a nervously sweating Ms. Kazumi.
He nearly lost his cool after Kasumi took off her outer clothes and proceeded to remove her camisole. He silently sighed in relief as he saw that she was wearing some sort of halter beneath her bra. He almost lost it again as she removed her bra to reveal that said halter, while of a lighter blue color than his cock-sock, was sheer, semi-transluscent and skintight. It was so skintight that it molded to the undersides and contours of her breasts; providing cover but absolutely no support whatsoever. Not that Kasumi was in any need of support, the halter was transluscent enough that he could confidently affirm that Kasumi’s bras were definitely not padded. The halter was also sheer enough that he could see that despite the hot lights, Kasumi must be feeling somewhat chilly. Which was strange as the rest of her body was coated in a light sheen of sweat. Even her breasts had drops of sweat… running down to the tips of her nip… WTF?!
“Ah, Ka-- Kasumi? What kinda top are ya wearin’?”
“Cut!,” Ronichiro called out with a disappointed sigh. I really shouldn’t have let Nabiki talk me into this, he mused.
“Oh this isn’t a top, Ranma-kun. It’s body make-up. Nabiki said the lights would be too hot for me to wear a latex halter. I’m glad I listened to her.”
“…”
“Oh my! Why are you suddenly sweating like that, Ranma-kun? Perhaps the heat is getting to you. Here, let me help you out of that kimono…”
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Hello-to-the-4channers-reading-this Omake:
He nearly lost his cool after Kasumi took off her outer clothes and proceeded to remove her camisole. He started to worry as she took off her bra, but calmed as he saw that she was wearing some sort of white stick-on demi-cups beneath her bra. He failed to notice that said demi-cups only covered, at most, a third of the bottoms of her breasts. He could be forgiven for failing to notice, as Kasumi dropped her panties to reveal…
“Ah, Ka-- Kasumi? What kinda panties are those?”
“Cut!,” Ronichiro called out with a disappointed sigh. I really shouldn’t have let Nabiki talk me into this, he mused.
“This is something Nabiki made, Ranma-kun. Do you like it?”
‘It’ was white. A plastic rectangle about three-and-a-half by one centimeters. A thin white plastic cord was plugged into the bottom and ran between Kasumi’s legs. As she turned to model the back of her ‘panties’, Ranma noted that the cord ran up between her cheeks. It split into two thinner cords that looped over her hips to meet behind the top of the rectangle that was thus suspended. The entire thing barely covered her naughty bits, and clearly showed that Kasumi used bikini wax.
“Wha-- What is it?”
“It’s an MP3 player, Saotome”
“Why’d anyone wear one ‘down there’?”
“Ranma-baby, if you place the earpieces in the ‘right’ spot and keep the right music looping, the finale to the ‘1812 Overture’ say, at high volume… Let’s just say that if your girl-side were to do that, there’s no way that you’d be nervous about making this movie.” Nabiki smirked. “It’s also going to be Akane, Shampoo and Ukyo’s costume.”
“Why… Where… How did you ever come up with this idea?!” Ranma shrieked.
“Oh, it wasn’t her idea, Ranma-kun.”
Ranma turned frightened eyes towards the eldest Tendo. There’s NO WAY Kasumi thought this up!
“As much as I would like to claim the patent for this idea, Saotome, somebody else posted it on the internet.”
“…”
“Yes, I found it on the 4chan /b/ board, Ranma-baby. Somebody else thought up the iThong before I did.”
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Author’s Notes: “Karawayo?” - Roughly translates to “Shall I take off my clothing?” Usually said by girls as a prelude to sex.
The 1812 Overture - The better performances of this piece of classical music have real cannons in the background firing in counterpoint to the finale. BOSE used this piece when they demonstrated their bass speakers over 10 years ago. A lit match placed in front of the speakers was extinguished when the cannon fire played. I tried it myself and was impressed. Now imagine playing that in an iThong.
iThong - I first came across it on 4chan, although I’m not sure of which board. I just thought that it would make sense for Nabiki to be a /b/tard. Apparently, somebody actually made a product with this name and is selling it on the internet as a thong with a pouch for an iPod, instead of the modified iPod shuffle as described above. If anyone out there got one for Christmas (or makes one up on their own), and decides to follow Nabiki’s advice… be sanitary! And get yourself a second set of earpieces.
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