A pair of blue eyes cracked open when the first morning light entered the window to his room. Ranma sat up and rubbed the crust from around his eyes. A contented sigh just to his left woke him up the rest of the way, and he turned his attention towards the two hims that were also slumbering in the room.
The girl was over in the corner, tucked in with a tiny smile upon her cute face. The boy was right next to Ranma, sprawled on his front and snoring rather indiscriminately. Ugh. Was he always like that when he slept? No, of course not! Had to be just the reflections or something.
He didn’t want to risk waking them up, and so he snuck out of the room with the same ease as a gust of wind. The last thing he wanted to have to put up with was another round of their mutual adoration. Honestly, didn’t they know or care how bad it made him look? It made Ranma seem like a self-obsessed narcissist!
Though on entering the bathroom to wash his face, the thought did occur to him as he stared into the mirror that the half-asleep look worked so damn well on him. Was it any wonder he had so many girls after him?
Of course, the irony of that rather flew over his head, as did the origin of the word 'narcissist' as it applied to his current predicament. You see, the word originally comes from a Greek myth regarding a man named Narcissus. He was an exceptionally proud hunter that was renowned for his beauty, until one day he was lured to a spring and fell in love with his own image.
But Ranma was rather ignorant of Western literature as indicated by his complete lack of knowledge regarding the identity of both Romeo and Juliet. Greek mythology? He had no hope!
Regardless of this point! Ranma bounced off with his usual energy, attracted by the enticing aroma that heralded breakfast. A siren’s call indeed, and who was he to say no?
“Good morning, Ranma,” Kasumi smiled at him. “You’re looking very handsome today. I trust those two didn’t hassle you too much last night?”
“I think they tired each other out with their sickeningly adorable sweet nothings,” Nabiki said, stepping in through the doorway behind Ranma with a yawn. “And do I have to warn Akane that you’re trying to steal her fiance?”
“Now, Nabiki, you know I didn’t mean it that way,” Kasumi said, letting Nabiki’s taunts run right off her back like they were nothing at all. That was the end of it. Honestly, the way Kasumi dealt with Nabiki was like magic. Maybe, Ranma thought, he could learn how she did it?
The rest of the family piled in one by one as the food arrived on the table. As always, it was a delicious breakfast. The perfect way to start the day! Except Ranma felt like he was forgetting something.
“Say, where are those two copies?” Akane asked. Ranma nearly choked on his latest mouthful, permitting his father the opportunity to steal a little bit unhindered. “Who knows what they might get up to if they’re left alone!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll check up on them,” Kasumi said, having polished off her plate rather quickly.
“Hey, Ranma… What are we going to do with them?” Akane asked. “We can’t take them both to school! Just the girl was a major interruption in class as it was!”
That was a good point, as it happened. Ranma remembered last week, and probably would for years yet. All the boys had hit on the girl, feeling more confident in doing so since she was a full-time chick with her driving motivation being “find boyfriend!” A feat she with which wouldn’t have much trouble had Ranma not interfered. After all! His girl form was ridiculously cute. But no, no way could she be allowed to rampage like that. She’d only be here a week, or so the plan had originally gone, but a week would have been more than sufficient to utterly wreck his reputation. Or at least his girl form’s reputation… but anyone that mattered would believe it was him.
Add the boy into the mix as well, and it would be like tossing a bottle of kerosene into a forest fire. Only bad things could result from that, and it wasn’t particularly hard to see the various directions it could go badly wrong. He could so easily see them separating. The boy hitting on all the girls, and vice versa. The name 'Ranma Saotome' would be dragged through the mud, chucked into a pile of manure, hung out to dry on a hot summer’s day and stuck in the garbage.
“Kya!” Kasumi yelped! Ranma and Akane shared a look and were on their feet the very next second, charging towards the guest room.
“What? What is it?” Akane asked. Kasumi was leaning against the doorway staring down at something.
“Look at them!” Kasumi sighed. “They’re just so cute!” she turned around, blinked and turned her attention to the floor in the corridor. “Oh my, if you two are trying to imitate them, you should probably try a bit harder in future.”
“N-No thanks, Kasumi,” Ranma stated, dragging himself and Akane back to their feet. “But we still gotta figure out what to do with those two while we’re at school!”
“Oh, don’t worry. I should be able to keep an eye on them,” Kasumi insisted.
“Are - Are you sure about that, big sister?” Akane asked. “I mean, you know how much trouble one of them can cause. The two of them -”
“I have two experienced martial artists to help me out if they get too rough,” Kasumi reminded them. Yep, but putting trust in those two to accomplish something was a fool’s game. “Besides which, I’ve managed to recover the pocket mirror. If they misbehave too much we should be able to seal one of them away for a little while.”
“Alright,” Akane relented. “But be careful! They’re not just as strong as Ranma, they’re as sneaky and perverted as well! Please, be careful!”
“Hey, mind the 'sneaky and perverted' thing,” Ranma grumbled. “Uncute!”
“I will, little sister. But I think you are worrying much too much. Come on, let’s finish breakfast and get the two of you off to school. You have nothing to worry about. You’ll see!”
Worry? Him? Well, Kasumi seemed pretty confident that she could handle it… And of the people he knew, she was the one with her head most screwed on. Not much else for it, really. “Alright, but if things do get outta hand, just… call for help, okay? Get the old ghoul and Doctor Tofu to help out. I’m sure they’d be able to do something.”
Well. Maybe not the doc. And the old ghoul might try to kidnap the male reflection… But hell! That may even solve two problems in one! Maybe he really was in the clear now after all? Maybe he could get through this week a lot easier than the previous one?
And if you believed that, he had a bridge to sell you.
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A few hours passed by. Three members of the household were occupied at school, one was up to all sorts of mischief and two of them had acquired three properties that they had not possessed this morning during breakfast.
They were awake.
They were naked.
They were fucking like animals.
Well, perhaps not like animals, exactly. They were trying to be quiet about their copulation. The male Ranma was seated upon the ground with his head comfortably nestled between the girl’s breasts while she sat in his lap and gasped in muted pleasure as she eagerly drew his mighty shaft within herself time and time again.
To a casual observer they might have noticed that the clumsiness of the previous night had performed quite the vanishing act. The two moved as one like a well-oiled machine. In one instant the boy’s hand would run up and down the girl’s spine in time to the grinding of her hips. His head would move from her cleavage to leave trails up towards her neck, which she eagerly tilted her head to receive. Both stood at the very edge of release but held it back in a desperate and succesful attempt to make the other reach higher and higher levels of passion and wonder and -
“Ahem!”
The two of them slowed their fucking and turned to face the doorway, where Kasumi was standing and looking at them expectantly.
“You can stop holding back now,” Kasumi said. “Those two idiots downstairs are unconscious, after I slipped a little something into their drinks. We're officially alone.”
This news was enough to send both Ranmas over the edge. Their sweat-drenched bodies shuddered and the cries of their release filled the house, leaving the two of them collapsed upon the floor and scarcely able to move.
“Hmph,” Kasumi sniffed. “You could have waited for me! I hated having to put on that goody-two-shoes act this morning, especially in front of that handsome young man.”
“Hey, you’re pretty hot yourself,” the male Ranma said between deep, deep breaths.
“Oh, stop that!” the girl Ranma wheezed. “Give us a few minutes to recover, and we’ll set about finding you a cute guy to… invite. Then we’ll give the original Kasumi a little friend to play with. You still have the mirror?”
“Never left my side,” the Kasumi duplicate said with a cheery smile. “But we can’t leave her in there forever. It just wouldn’t be proper.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll let her out,” the girl Ranma said with a sinister smirk. She wiped the sweat from her brow and took one last deep breath before returning to her normal breathing pattern. “But not until we're good and ready!”
- What exactly happened last night?!
- Whom do they target, and how do they get him?
- Skip to after school, where Ranma, Akane or Nabiki starts to notice something is odd about the eldest daughter’s behaviour.
- Meanwhile in the pocket mirror, Kasumi thinks about her fate.
- Something else
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