In the guest room, Uncle Soatome was snoring rather loudly. She supposed that it was due to the amount of saki he had drank ealier with her father. Speaking of which, his quieter snores were penetrating into her room from the master bedroom, ensuring the woman that her father was indeed within the house.
Tilting her head slightly, she could even hear her youngest sisters cute little snores, although she did have to strain to hear them. A sad smile crossed her lips for a brief moment when she considered her the youngest Tendo.
Rolling onto her side, she couldn't help but frown as her eyes fell on to the wall shared with the money maker of the house. Kasumi shot the wall a soft glare but didn't stir out of bed. The noises that she had heard from that room could only have meant one thing, but she didn't want to be rude and charge in like her over-emotional father.
When the noises had first started coming through the wall, Kasumi had bolted from her bed and stared at the wall with incredibly wide eyes. One hand had been reaching for the door when her body froze. Even an innocent like her knew what those sounds were, and yet they weren't accompanied by any sounds for help. The woman had remained there for some time, trying to come up with a plan for action. Unfortunately, nothing came to mind.
And so, the dark haired girl simply went back to bed and waited. The muted cries of passion as her sister was pleasured caused many different reactions in the older woman. On one hand, her younger sister was sharing her body with someone who most definitely was NOT her husband. On the other hand, to have someone you're willing to share yourself with, and put all caution away to ensure your happiness... well, that was something to be blessed, right?
Then that last, slightly muffled shout of "Thank you, Master!" had come through the wall. Kasumi really didn't know what to do. If she woke her father, he'd simply explode into his demon head attack and then fall to weeping. If she charged in there and tried to take care of it herself, who knows what would have happened. Certainly, Nabiki would have objected. And yet, they were doing it within the house.
Shaking her head, she knew that she had to speak to her sister. Kasumi had always assumed that her younger sisters were remaining pure for marriage, but now... she didn't know about Akane, but the other one was being... naughty. Her mother had lectured long and hard about girls being... naughty. Was she at fault for not giving Nabiki the same speech? Perhaps it wasn't too late? True, the damage had been done, but was there hope in trying to minimize the consequences?
Sighing, the oldest daughter of Soun rose to her feet and wrapped her robe about her. Tying the sash loosely, she quietly made her way out into the hallway until she was standing outside her youngest sisters door. Opening it so that she could peek through, she could see Akane snuggling her pet tightly against her bosum. Kasumi narrowed her eyes in distaste at the pig, knowing the awful secret that everyone was sworn to silence on. My, she wanted to take the foul beast and prepare it for supper.
Closing the door, she went to stand in front of her other sisters bedroom door. Taking in a deep breath and slowly releasing it, she tried to open it only to discover that it was locked. Firming her lips, she withdrew a key from her robe and silently unlocked the door. Pocketing the key, she slid the door open and swept quietly inside. Closing the door behind her, she turned her attention to the bed.
As she had thought, there were two people sleeping. Her sister was being held within a male's tight grasp. One of his hands sticking out from underneath her head, wrapping around her upper body, and grasping the higher breast. The other hand had been thrown over the waist of the girl and was being used to hold her body against his. She couldn't make out the identity of the male, but could tell that he was in shape by the fact that the blanket was only up to thier waists, exposing everything else. From the shape of the blanket, thier legs were tangled together.
Shaking her head sadly, she quietly stole over to the bed and bent over, determined to discover who was sleeping with her sister. The figure had hard muscles. He was in shape, but not a body builder. He had dark hair, but his face was buried within his bed partner's hair. Leaning over further, she couldn't help but notice the scent of thier earlier efforts clinging to the bed like a heavy purfume. Closing her eyes for a second, she opened them and studied the male for more clues as to his identity. Dark hair, medium height, in shape, pig-tail, narrowed blue eyes...
"Oh, my!" Kasumi gasped, one hand flying up to her mouth as she saw Ranma's eyes staring at her. "Ranma-kun? But... you... Akane..." She stuttered loudly enough to wake Nabiki, who sat upright until her master jerked her back into his arms.
"Is there something we can do for you, sis?" Nabiki asked, blushing furiously as Ranma's hand squeazed her breast. Forcing herself not to react too badly, she refused to madly reach for the blanket and instead stared at her sisters nose.
"Nabiki... what... why..." The older sister questioned, her mind still locked up.
"Kasumi..." The younger girl paused and licked her lips, her eyes shooting between her master and her sister. "Ah, well."
Both girls started when the pig-tailed youth snorted in amusement. "Well, I never would have taken someone like you to be a peeper." He said with a wide grin. "Did ya enjoy the show?"
Kasumi blushed bright red and shook her head violently back and forth. "It... not... I..."
Nabiki's wry chuckle cut her off. "I suppose that we need to talk, sis." She informed the older girl. "The problem is that we need some serious privacy first."
"Oh, my." Kasumi replied, fanning her blushing face as Ranma continued to play with her sisters... assets. "C... could you please stop that, Ranma-kun?" She asked timidly, turning her red face to the side.
"Why?" Came his calm reply. Nabiki bit her lip to repress the soft moan that wanted to come out.
"It's... disturbing... trying to talk to you two like this." The woman replied, still not looking.
"You came through a locked door, Kasumi." The shorter haired girl retorted. "You had to know what you were going to find."
"What, yes." Kasumi nodded her head. "But not who."
"Look, Kasumi." Ranma growled, causing the older girl to flinch slightly. "We'll talk this weekend, okay? Anything you wanna know, we'll talk about it. Right now, you're interrupting quality time."
"Al... alright, Ranma-kun." Kasumi swallowed the lump in her throat. Never before had she heard the boy speak with such authority in his voice. It sent an icy chill racing down her spine as she turned away from the bed and walked to the door.
"Ready for more, Nabiki?" She heard Ranma's deep voice ask in that growling tone.
"Yes, Master!" Nabiki softly moaned, not even caring that her sister hadn't quite left the room yet.
Kasumi shut the door behind her, having heard the two before she left. The girl was confused, worried, and a little bit scared. Her independent sister, who swore that she would never buckle under to some guy, was calling her other sister's fiance... her master. She shivered as she walked back to her room.
'What was going on here?' She wondered, curling up in her bed. 'What did father bring into this house?'
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