*Smack*
“Ow, what did you do that for?” Akane complained, holding the back of her head and glaring at Ukyou.
“You got to stop thinking about that big-titted blond, sugar,’ Ukyou said. “We got a serious problem here and can’t have you visiting La La land every five minutes dreaming about what that skin must taste like. I mean, sure she looks like she’s been honey dipped, and I bet those breasts are as soft as . . .”
*Smack*
“What the hell did you do that for, you jackasss!?” Ukyou yelled at Shampoo, who was butting her bombori back wherever she got it from.
“You bad as Akane, thinking with space between legs. Forget good looking luscious blonde. Shampoo deal with her after we make up Ranma.”
“Why do you get to ‘deal’ with her,” Akane protested. “You already had your chance and got your ass kicked and your pussy licked. Let someone else have a shot at her.”
Akane’s words sent Ukyou, for just a second, to a place where a certain blonde head was busy between her legs. *Smack* Ukyou smacked her forehead with the palm of her hand. “Enough!’ She shouted. This isn’t getting us anywhere. Focus dammit. How are we going to get Ranma away from her.”
“Maybe we don’t have to,” Akane mused. “After all, we three are willing to share Ranma. Would it be so bad if she was included. She is fine,” Akane flinched, holding her hands over her head as if expecting a blow. When none came, she looked up at the other two girl. Ukyou was looking thoughtful, and Shampoo was looking calculating.
“Much as I hate to admit it, sugar. You might have a point. If we try to deep six the blonde we run a darn good risk of pissing Ranma off. He’s already proven that he does not think what they have is exclusive, and she sure didn’t seem to mind taking a taste of the wild side.”
“Shampoo shave just yesterday, she no wild . . . Oh, yea, Ukyou right. Maybe we share. Her voice dropped to a mutter, “Shampoo share alright. She share foot with cow’s ass. . .” She looked at the other two girls. “Oops, Shampoo say that loud?”
Ukyou sighed and rubbed her forehead. “Focus, focus! What are we going to do.”
“Maybe if we made Ranma feel guilty,” Akane said in a hesitant thoughtful voice. “I mean right now he has the upper hand because we all feel guilty and don’t want to lose her. We know he still wants us, at a little. What if we made him feel guilty. Then we can forgive him, and he can forgive us and everything will be fine.”
“All fine and good, sugar, but how are we going to make Ranma feel guilty. Face it, we screwed up pretty big time. What has he done, or can be made to believe he’s done that will equal that?”
“Well, he did let a pervert sleep in my bed, when I thought it was just a poor innocent pig. He could have told me the truth.”
“but know truth already, so how that make Ranma guilty?” Shampoo asked.
“Yea, but Ranma doesn’t know she knew,” Ukyou said in a thoughtful voice. “But I don’t know. No matter how you slice the toppings it’s still us manipulating him, and that’s what got us into this mess in the first place.”
“but what if I just happened to get accidentally splashed with cold water while I’m next to Ryouga. While Ranma is there. We wouldn’t have to do anything. He’s just assume, and we can’t be held to blame for that.”
Ukyou hmmmed, “could work. Worth a shot. So are we going to walk over to Ryouga’s to see if he’s there?” ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Five minutes later they were on their way to Ryouga’s place. Shampoo had been silent for most of the walk, her fuming face showing she was still thinking about the blonde. Akane’s face too showed she was thinking about the blonde, that and the trace of drool.
Ukyou, in an effort to distract herself from the doubt that gnawing at her, and to avoid looking at Akane, had been letting her mind roam from topic to topic when it lit on one subject that aroused her curiosity.
“Say, sugar. How well hung is Ryouga?” she asked.
“Huh? What?” Akane said, blinking her eyes as she tried to shift mental tracks from female to male genitalia.
“Ryouga. How well hung is he?”
“Ewwww, how would I know that?” Akane asked in disgust.
“Well, you’ve seen him change from P-chan to himself. He couldn’t be wearing any clothes when he did that. Oh, wait, maybe you only saw him change the other way.”
“Oh, I’ve never seen him change either way. He always was careful, and when he screwed up Ranma usually managed to keep me from seeing the change.” Akane said blithely.
“What? How the heck do you know he’s P-chan then?”
“Oh, please!” Akane exclaimed in disgust. “Ryouga has a fight with Ranma in the rain, loses his umbrella when I nail him with a weight, and runs off. I go up to my room and find a wet pig wearing one of his bandanna’s. I mean, Please! A pig! If it had been a cat or a rat or something like that, maybe. But a pig! It had to be him.”
“Yea, I guess you’re right.” Ukyou conceded.
Shampoo had been distracted by her own thoughts and had not really paid any attention to conversation. She herself had seen P-chan change, but it had been such an inconsequential event at the time to her she hadn’t really retained the memory, just the knowledge that Ryouga was P-chan.
“well, here we are,” Akane said. Stopping at the small gate that fronted the overgrown pathway to Ryouga’s front door. “Lets . . .
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