Story: Quadranma

Within Ucchan's, a rather scary scene was playing out. Four beautiful women wearing aprons and wielding enormous battle spatula over their back were standing in a circular formation around three idiots. None of those girls were currently in the mood for nonsense , and so, their stern withering gaze was compelling the trio of tough martial artists to behave themselves.

"So you understand the situation now, right?" Ukyo pointedly asked Mousse and Ryoga alike. "Repeat it back to us!"

"Ranma fell in the spring of drowned quadruplets," Ryoga repeated, staring at the floor because she couldn't bear to look up at those stern faces. "There are now four of them running around. Though one of them is actually a girl."

"And?"

"And one of them is married to Shampoo," Mousse repeated. "Each of them is in a healthy committed relationship -"

"Does a harem count as a committed relationship?" Isamu quipped, and for his trouble ate a large spatula to the top of his head. "Just kidding, guh... So uncute..." Which was interpreted by the chefs as a request for seconds, thirds and fourths too.

Anyway, this left Ryoga in a bit of a bind even though it did clear up a few things for Mousse. He was after the wrong 'sibling'. It was this... Akihito that he should be in pursuit of. From what they had said, he was a pompous blowhard, arrogant to the core, who cared only for his appearance and for Shampoo's. A shallow, vacuous oaf who was unworthy of being her husband!

"Thank you for correcting me, I shall now take my leave," Mousse said, before hurrying off into the supply closet rather than the exit. "Gosh, this alleyway is extremely snug! It's a wonder that place gets any customers at all!"

As for Ryoga, that bind mentioned before. There were four Ranmas running around. Should she seek revenge on all of them? Or only focus on the one taking the name 'Ranma'? Honestly, at this point Ryoga would be satisfied caving in the face of any one of them... But then again that would leave three Ranmas running around to live happy, contented and fulfilling lives! Ryoga balled her fist, willing to pick up where she left off, making it a one on one with Isamu this time with no interruptions - 

"Okay, no more fighting today!" Ukyo said, and her sisters nodded in agreement. "Isamu has a lot of mess to clean up already, and if your friends are distracting you, then you're doing it alone."

"Aw man... But I really wanna throw down with..." Isamu began to protest, only for the girly one of the sisters to squat down, stick her tongue in his ear and make him go crosseyed. Yeah. Okay. It was plain to see Ryoga wouldn't get a chance with this guy anytime soon. These sisters had him whipped. 

"I'm going, I'm going!" Ryoga grumbled, storming out the door, out into the street, taking a good look around and... "Great, I'm lost again." She turned around, intending to go back into the shop to ask for directions - and found herself staring at a whole bunch of shoes on shelves.

...

Yeah, Ryoga had turned to the left instead of turning all the way around, and wandered into the shoe shop next to Ucchan's instead of right back inside. Oh. Darn. Never mind then. Ryoga backed right on out of that store and resumed her trek around Furinkan, looking for a Ranma to fight. Any Ranma would do! Apparently there were four of them now, so finding one of the other three shouldn't be that much of a challenge!

Right!

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This might be the best idea Ranko had ever had. Here she was, standing in an empty lot, with her hunky, hunky (kinda dumb) handsome boyfriend and a girl who would very, very soon be having a threesome with them. Maybe a foursome if she could pull Nabiki in too. Hrm... About five minutes of letting her play with Ranko's boobs would put her in the mood? Nabiki was kinda transactional that way...

Anyway! The point of this was simple! They were in a martial arts figure skating challenge against a pair of champs! Therefore, the best thing to do was prepare, practise and get used to things. Ranko was pretty confident she alone could kick their butts, but knowing what you're getting into was always a good plan. Therefore! Roller blades on their feet! Kukuku, it wasn't quite the same thing as an ice rink, but since that would cost money they could practise for free first!

That was her thinking at the time. Then Ranko had strapped the rollers on her feet, stood up and - 

"Waaaaaaaaahhhh!"

Crashed headfirst into Kuno's chest, as he cradled her into him, all while Ranko's legs tried very hard to go in the exact opposite direction.

"I have you," he said, embracing her tightly like the hunk that he was. Ooooh, so warm, so soft, so ni~ice! This really was the best idea she'd ever had! "You are safe in my arms, I would never ever let anything happen to you."

"Awww, Kuno-baby..." Ranko looked up at him, fluttering her eyes in sheer adoration. "Just one thing?"

"Name it."

"You've got me... but who has you?"

Indeed, Kuno was whirling around the lot backwards at quite the speed. Not going back in a straight line, mind you, but he was still quite obviously not in any kind of control over where they <i>were</i> actually going. Fortunately it wasn't just the two of them in here, as that future threesome/foursome member leaped in while cheering at the top of her lungs.

"S-T-O-P!" Mariko cheered quite happily, leaping in their path and bringing them to a halt. "Neither of you have, like, done skating before have you?"

Alas, they had not. Still, Ranko pulled away from Kuno on shaky legs and promptly fell right into Mariko, hugging her close to keep herself upright. "Th-Thanks a whole bunch there Mariko!" Gosh, she smelled so nice too! "Your encouragement is just the thing we need to win this!"

"I fear that our balance is the key issue," Kuno said. "Miss Mariko, do you have any advice for helping us stay upright?"

Mariko thought about it, Mariko mused it over, Mariko ignored the way that Ranko's hand was on her butt, which was very considerate of her under the circumstances. Then, she pulled away, letting Kuno and Ranko rest against one another to stop from rushing off, raised her pompoms into the air and spelled her answer out with her loud, cheerful voice, and her body going into the shape of the letters.

"N-O!" was that answer. "Sorry, Mariko's never done skating before! Come to think, we've not even cheered on the school's skating team yet, tee hee!"

Both Kuno and Ranko fell over upon hearing that, in part for comedic effect but also because their balance was fucking atrocious. Great! Just great! How the hell were they supposed to swing this now? They'd need to find, like, some kind of expert on figure skating if they were going to have a chance in hell of winning this!

"Ranma! Where the hell are you?! Any of you?!" yelled a cute girl who would, at some point in the near future, be having a foursome/fivesome with Ranko and her growing harem. Cute thing, carrying a heavy looking umbrella and an even heavier rucksack, and a tiger print bandana around her head. Ranko licked her lips in anticipation. The Gods must truly love her.

"Hey... Can you skate at all?" Ranko called out. The girl turned, and gave a confused nod. "I'll take you to Ranma Saotome if you can teach us how to skate, okay? If you do a really good job, I'll give you an <i>extra special</i> reward on top of tha~at."

"Is that so...?" the girl replied. "Very well then. Hrmph. It pains me to see a girl in such obvious need of help. I'll have you sorted out in no time flat! I'm Ryoga Hibiki, nice to meet you."

"I'm Ranko," Ranko replied, very deliberately not giving out her surname quite yet. This guy seemed upset with Ranma for some reason, best not to draw attention to who she actually was. Hehehe! "Now, let's see what you can do, cutie!"

"Go go Ryoga! You can win!" Mariko cheered away quite happily. Oh, she was truly adorable like that! And those legs, mmph! So cute! "Skate around with a cute grin!"

Ryoga put on the skates while sitting on the ground. "The first thing you have to keep in mind while wearing skates is to -" She managed to get out, before standing up with both skates on - and promptly falling into Ranko's cleavage. Oh dear.

"Uh... You can't actually skate, can you?" Ranko asked.

"No, no, just give me a second! I can get it!" Ryoga insisted. Weary sigh here from Ranko and Kuno alike. "Uh... It's just a matter of finding your balance and - Woah!"

This time, Ryoga landed in Mariko's cleavage. Jealous feelings arose within Ranko's body. Jealousy... and also hard lust. 

"Don't worry Ry-oga, it's okay! Find your balance another day!" Mariko cheered, though this time Ranko could see a sweatdrop forming from her forehead.

"I'll get it, I'll get it!" Ryoga yelled, "And then, you'll take me to Furinkan High! Got it?! I'm pretty sure I saw Ranma heading there this morning already, but lost him and - "

"Furinkan High...?" Kuno repeated to himself. "Furinkan High... Wait... Today isn't a day the school is closed! I am tardy! I got too caught up in playing around with two cute girls!" Mariko blushed upon hearing him call her cute. "I must away, make up for my absence - "

"Relax, studmuffin," Ranko rolled her eyes, while Kuno made attempts to rush off which were stymied considerably by the roller blades on his feet. He was basically rushing in place. "Nabiki's taking care of it."

"That girl...?" Kuno asked. "How can you be sure she won't stab us in the back?"

"Remember that thing I did this morning with my tongue?" Ranko asked. "I promised to teach Nabiki how to do that if she took care of business."

"Alright, I'm gonna drop the whole samurai bit for a second here," Kuno said, raising his hand into the air. "That's really fucking hot, can I watch you teach her?" Ranko nodded, that had been the plan all along here. "Okay, samurai mode back on. Oh, how gracious of you, my sweet Ranko, to tame such a beast for our benefit! You are as smart as you are beautiful, and -"

"Waaaaaaah!" Ryoga yelped, riding on out of the empty lot on those roller blades. "Someone stop this crazy thing!"

However, rather than giving chase, Ranko watched after her - and slammed her fist into her palm. "Ryoga Hibiki! That's right! But... he was a boy wasn't he? Unless... He'd been keeping his true identity as a girl secret all this time, and attended an all boy's school undercover due to some deep dark traumatic past, like a boy she liked turning her down...?"

Eh. Nah. How likely was it that would happen to two people she knew? It was likelier that Ryoga had fallen into a cursed spring or something like that. Well, whatever. If that was Ryoga, then now she was out of sight on runaway roller blades, finding her would be a fool's game. That fivesome would have to wait for another day.