Oni You

Warning: pure unadulterated sap ahead.

This is supposed to take place two months later

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Dr. Tofu and Kasumi

Dr. Tofu threw an admiring glance at his new wife, they had had a rather small wedding one month after they’d become engaged and had comfortably settled into his house. Kasumi had left her father’s house and Soun had been forced to get a housekeeper after her departure, a rather sore point between Dr. Tofu and himself. However everyone else had supported the idea, as they understood that the newly wedding couple needed time alone.

She wore a red sweater with a pattern of white snowflakes on it and a pair of black slacks. Her outfit was causal and completely respectable for a doctor’s young wife, yet she still looked alluring. The only jewelry she wore was her gold wedding ring.

Dr. Tofu held her waist while she stood on the step stool to put the angel on top of the Christmas tree and then helped her down. It was their first Christmas together as husband and wife and to celebrate they had his mother, Kitty over for dinner. They had decided to decorate the tree after dinner, so that she could help and then they would each open one present.

Kasumi smiled as her husband handed her his present and kissed him softly for the gold necklace of intertwined snowflakes. She lifted her lustrous hair for him to fasten it around her neck. He smiled when her eyes shone with happiness.

She blushed when he raved over her present of a new black gi and then said “I have another present for you, but you can’t unwrap it yet” she teased.

Dr. Tofu blushed at what she was implying in front of his mother “I guess that I’ll unwrap it later” he reasoned.

She frowned “Actually, it won’t be ready for about eight more months”

Dr. Tofu being a doctor, quickly deduced what she meant..........and fainted.

Kasumi gasped in surprise and leaned over her prone husband “Ono?” she questioned.

Kitty glanced up from sipping her tea and said “he’ll be fine in a few minutes; his father had the same reaction when I told him” she said and causally returned to her tea.

Ryoga and Ukyou

Ryoga and Ukyou had decided to host a full western-style turkey Christmas dinner and invite Ryoga’s parents to introduce them to Ukyou. They had bought all the makings for the turkey, stuffing, gravy, biscuits, corn, brandied yams and yule log cake for dessert. They spent all day long chopping, peeling and stuffing. That part had mystified Ryoga “you have to stuff it where? I’m not sure I want to eat something that comes out of a turkey’s butt”

Ukyou was nervous about meeting her boyfriend’s parent and hoped that her teal blue sweater dress was appropriate. She smiled at Ryoga while he stuffed the bird with strong, capable hands. He still wore the same clothes almost everyday since they had started living together, but at least they were no longer wrinkled. Ukyou’s iron saw to that. On impulse she hugged him around the waist. He smiled, turning laughing eyes on her “What are you doing?” he asked his beloved girlfriend.

“You’re so cute” she said giving his tight buns a quick squeeze, causing him to blush.

“Don’t do that in front of my parents” he mockingly warned.

“No, I’ll just have to wait until we go to bed” Ukyou said, giving him a come hither look.

“None of that now! Come on, you promised you would set the table if I stuffed bird ass” he reminded her. “You should go do it now, my parents will be here soon” he said and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

She grumbled, but set the table and then realized there was something missing “Honey, we forgot to get cranberry sauce” she called to him

Ryoga frowned “they should carry it at the convenience store a couple streets over. I’ll get my coat and go buy it” he suggested. He got his coat and then was stopped at the door for an urgent kiss. “What was that for?” he asked dreamily, still intoxicated by the kiss.

“I just wanted to kiss you goodbye incase you got lost and ended up in Scotland” Ukyou teased.

“I haven’t got lost for months; I’ll be right back” he said and slipped into the busy, holiday crowd.

Ukyou slipped the turkey into the oven and turned around when the door opened and Ryoga came in with a can of cranberry sauce. She gasped when she grabbed into a hungry kiss this time.

“What was that for?” she asked.

“I wanted to kiss you hello as I didn’t get lost” he replied with a wide smile.

Akane and Ranma

Ranma was in Akane’s room unwrapping two presents that she’d given him. He frowned when one turned out to be a pair of sheer underwear. He waved his hand inside the material; he could see it right through the fabric. He looked at her questioningly and turned to the other package. He frowned again when it contained panties and a bra made of the same mesh material, along with a pair of sheer thigh highs. He smiled sexily when he got wise to her game and held them both up.

Akane cupped her chin with her right hand and seemed to consider, then pointed at the panties and bra and handed him the glass of cold water that she’d retrieved earlier. He slowly and seductively removed his clothes then took the glass and tilted it over his head. She shivered when to cold water hardened her nipples and dripped seductively from her unbound red hair. Wordlessly she took the lingerie from Akane and wiggled into the panties and thigh highs and then fastened on the bra. Akane licked her lips at the pink nipples peeking sweetly through the bra and the tasty looking whorls of red hair.

“Like what you see?” asked girl type Ranma, striking a sexy pose as she silently thanked kami for blessing him/her with such a beautiful and kinky fiancée.

Akane answered her by tackling Ranma onto the bed and starting to rub her clit through the panties.

“I’ll say” she said with a wolfish smile “first I’m going to get you off in this form and then I’m going to get you off in your other one” Akane said indicating the whistless electric kettle that she’d already plugged in. She pulled the panties down Ranma’s softly rounded tone thighs and took them off of her. Akane pushed her legs apart and spread her fiancée’s sweet pussy lips. Ranma moaned in anticipation at the feeling of Akane’s warm breath ghosting against her moist lips.

Shampoo and Mouthwash

Shampoo stared at her husband distastefully; yes he was extremely strong and had easily defeated her. However, he was also the stupidest and the ugliest man in the village. He was actually the fourth man that she’d married; the other three had been extremely handsome and well built, they had had their marriage to her annulled when they discovered she wasn’t a virgin. Mouthwash had no such compunction and was extremely proud of his beautiful wife and loved having sex with her, a lot. The fact that she was the ex-leader of the tribe was an aphrodisiac to him. Being taken out of the line of succession had been Shampoo’s decided punishment for her crimes. She had also become the tribal laughingstock for trying so hard to gain an inferior male, and an outsider to boot!

Shampoo lay back as her husband pounded himself into her for the third time that day
with no grace or style or concern for her pleasure. She just let him, it was easier to give in when he became demanding. His grunts reminded her of a pig and she felt faintly sick to her stomach as she had for most mornings lately. She gasped slightly when he began suckling greedily upon her sensitive nipples and prayed it would be over soon. She moaned when he his clumsy thrusts tore an orgasm from her unwilling body. He squealed and came, collapsing heavily on top of her. As he panted in her ear, she thought about Mousse and really, really wished that she’d never rejected him.

A/N Did you really think I’d let her get off scot free?

Mousse and Kodachi

Mousse had taken Dr. Tofu up on his offer to rent him the apartment above his clinic. The rent was low, actually way too low in Mousse’s opinion; the place was a small one bedroom that was more then adequate for his purposes. He’d furnished it simply with cast offs from Dr. Tofu’s own house that he’d insisted he didn’t need. Mousse was certain that his boss had offered it to him, to allow him a private place to take his girlfriend. Mousse had decided to remain in Nerima and had even started going to night school to finish his high school and he had started saving for college. Dr. Tofu was certain that he could get him a scholarship. His salary was more then adequate for his low key lifestyle and was glad that his wealthy girlfriend had simple tastes and refused to let him spend his money on expensive things for her. He was allowed to buy her flowers and candy and that was about it.

Tonight they were celebrating the Christmas holidays at his place as he’d made her dinner. Kodachi looked around the small apartment; it was sparse but perfect for Mousse. She looked at the permanent pile of weapons in the corner, where he placed the ones that needed repair or cleaning. Then she looked he man opposite her, he wore a green shirt and black jeans that looked great on him. She’d managed to convince him to wear different clothes once in a while; she was certain there were still weapons hidden in these clothes though. She thought about the elaborate dinner that was going on at home as she ate the Chinese food he’d prepared and decided she liked it better here. After they were done eating, he handed her a small velvet box.

“It’s a gift in honour of our first Christmas together” Mousse explained.

He smiled at her slight look of disappointment that the box contained a necklace and not a ring. It was a silver necklace on delicate chain with an oval jade pendant, the pendant itself was surrounded by a delicate silver swirls. “It’s beautiful” she said as he put it on her.

He hugged her from behind and whispered into her shell of an ear “in china you give jade to someone you love”

She turned in his arms and said “you mean?” with hope in her voice.

“I love you Kodachi Kuno” he said want watched as joy shone in her eyes.

“I love you too!” she cried and then desire coursed through her. “Does this mean you’ll finally sleep with me again? I understand and support your vow, but a girl has needs” she said. She was rewarded by him scooping her up and rushing her to the bedroom with a growl, she giggled all the way.

A/N Sid (me) grins evilly and types LEMON

Hours later, the two tousled brunettes were nestled contentedly on Mousse’s futon; both were completely sated, for now. Mousse pulled Kodachi tighter against him and said “I wonder how one says a grateful prayer to an oni?” he mused, thinking about all the couples that it had created in its quest for virginity.

Kodachi cocked her head and said “how about this: we of the onied thank you, dear oni for the gifts that you bestowed upon us that allowed us the transform into better people. We hope you’re happy wherever you are and hope to never see you again. How was that?” she asked.

Mousse laughed and said “you certainly have a way with words”

“Yes, I’m very talented with my mouth” she commented, sliding down Mousse’s body to the boy’s absolute delight.

Nabiki and Kuno

Nabiki and Kuno were at a private party in Las Vegas; they’d been everywhere that evening. They’d seen shows, wandered in and out of parties and joined revelers from all over the world in celebrating New Years Eve. Everyone was in a fantastic mood and both Nabiki and Kuno had received hugs from total strangers many times that night and returned them all enthusiastically. This happy mood was aided by the glasses of champagne that they had had. Both of them looked older then their ages, so no one even thought to ask when they handed them the complimentary glasses.

Kuno studied the beautiful, but tipsy woman at his side. The red rinse had washed out and her hair was back to her original colour, though she’d liked the red and had gotten red highlights. She wore a short red chiffon strapless party dress what had a kind of nineteen fifties look to and had had her hair done into an elaborate updo at the hotel beauty salon. Her hair had been pulled up into a complex knot with some tendrils surrounding her pretty face and red fascinator had been added to one side. She looked very sophisticated, he’d known her since she was a little girl and he wondered when she’d become the gorgeous young woman in front of him. She smiled back at him, thinking along those same lines. She pulled him close and got up on her tiptoes to kiss him; he kissed her back and felt his heart soar.

“Are you having fun?” he had to shout at her even though she was only inches away.

“Of course” she yelled back and giggled “let’s go for a walk” she suggested.

They ended up strolling hand in hand, down The Strip, gazing at all the lights with her wearing his tuxedo jacket. “So Nabiki, are you ready to officially commit to being my girlfriend?” Kuno asked with a shy smile.

Nabiki indicated to a wedding chapel “how much of a commitment are you looking for?” she asked.

Kuno stopped in his tracks “surely you don’t mean?”

“Why not, we’re both eighteen and can legally get married here without parental consent, we have valid id, the court house that issues the licenses is open until midnight and then we just have to choose a chapel. You know that we’re going to do this anyway. Why wait?” she said persuasively. “Besides, we’ve both been accepted to Tokyo Uni and plan to live together anyway” she said with a shrug.

“But don’t you want a proper wedding?” he asked.

“We can have one of those later; which is going to be a nightmare between the society pages reporters following us around and all the crazy planning involved, we won’t have any fun. This one here will just be about us” she explained. “What do you say Kuno Baby, do you want to marry me or are you too much of chicken?”

“Let’s go get married woman” he challenged and they scurried off to the court house, trying to make it in time.

The stood before a Bella Lugosi imitator in bemusement while his white clad brides served as their witnesses. Nabiki clutched a red crystal bouquet that a bride going after them had loaned her. Her English had improved enough that she was able to get the gist of what the fanged officient required her to do and Kuno knew how to speak the language. It only took ten minutes for heir of the Kuno family fortune to marry the former scam artist. Just as they were told to kiss, they heard people in the street shouting “Happy New Years!”

Kuno smiled at his new wife and bent to kiss her “Happy New Years Mrs. Kuno” he whispered and claimed her for life.

FIN