Out of the ordinary it was, however, that the one that was usually calm and collected was pissed off as all hell.
But with good reason.
“So you found nothing...” Nabiki said coldly.
“W-we’re so sorry Nabiki-san,” Asami said. “We’ve got no clue as to where it came from...”
Hiroko nodded her head. “No one knows anything.” She added. “We check the majority of the venues in the time you gave us, but no one has a clue as to where it came from... Or what even kind of tech it was.”
“How are we to keep a feared organization going if we let an act like this go unpunished?” Nabiki hissed. “If we don’t punish someone for this, you two can kiss our little empire goodbye. Is that understood?”
Both Hiroko and Asami nodded their heads, too ashamed to look up at their boss. “We are sorry Nabiki-san,” Both said in sync.
Nabiki rolled her eyes but remained silent. They were sufficiently cowed that she knew without a doubt... They would do their best to find out just who did it. But what could they do when this affront on their boss was outside of their sphere of influence?
It was then that the door burst open. Kikuko was standing there, panting deeply. “B-Boss lady!” She managed to gasp out between breaths, a fold in her hand. “I have a lead!”
Nabiki raised an eyebrow and motioned for the girl to come forward. “What is it?”
Kikuko came forward and held out the file, the file’s folder had the logo of "RNC". “I figured it had to be someone with that access to a lot of high-tech. So I had to pull a few strings with the Chem Club members that also doubled as part of Furinkan High’s AV Club. We hacked about different mainframes in Japan.”
Nabiki nodded, having come to the same conclusions before, and waited for Kikuko to continue.
“Rivalsan Ninja Corporation,” Kikuko said. “There wasn’t much but they’re the only ones who had ANY data at all concerning this incident.” She gulped. “They even had some scant data on you, Nabiki-san.”
If that unnerved the Ice Queen she didn’t show it. Instead she just looked at Kikuko carefully. “What did it lead you to?”
“They’re in the process of covering up in incident,” Kikuko said. “They’re going to try and write it off as a publicity stunt when they open up a new Project: ‘Rivalsan Sexy Kunoichi Talk Hotline’. Something which went into process of being started today.”
Nabiki smirked nastily. “Is that so?” She was already thinking of suing the company then. She’d be able to get a LOT of money for something like that.
Kikuko nodded. “Yes...” She nodded her head again. “I will try to have more by tomorrow. They have some really good security locks on their more important files. And I have a feeling its in that score of info that we’ll find out schematics for whatever made that picture show up in the sky.”
“Just don’t get caught,” Nabiki commanded and sighed. “Is there anything else?”
Kikuko shook her head. “I’m trying to find out more, but it will take those computer whizzes time.”
Nabiki nodded and decided to go home early. It was time to get some rest. However, before she could take two steps, the door slammed open again, now it was Ryonami standing there, breathing heavily. Her camera was hanging by the strap around her neck. In her arms, she had a shopping bag full of photographs.
The Ice Queen raised both eyebrows. Ryonami was always a collected one. It was why Nabiki placed such trust in her.
“Na-Nabiki-san!” The panting girl shouted. “I... I got you a fortune...”
Okay, now Nabiki was surprised. “What did you find?”
Ryonami quickly held up one photo of Kassy from behind, the girl had her shirt on, but she was standing there in her panties... Thong panties.
And then Ryonami held up another...
...And another from the side...
...And another from behind...
...And another with Kassy scratching her butt...
Nabiki smirked widely. “Good job, Ryonami.” It was about time they got something a little more risqué of Kassy.
“Can you imagine how much Kuno will pay for these!?” Ryonami said, practically out of breath.
“I can imagine. Good work,” Nabiki praised and reached for the photos. Truly they were works of art.
“But... I found more...” Ryonami said. “Much more than just panty shots.”
Ryonami held up a few that seemed to make a flip-book. The segments were of Ranma bringing Kassy a new pair of shorts. The girl slid into them and gave Ranma a kiss on the cheek.
Kikuko shook her head. “Man, if any of the Fiancée Brigade sees that last pic...”
The Tendo middle sister looked at that one with an unreadable look on her face.
“And that’s the Tamest one...” Ryonami said.
“Tamest?” Kikuko and Asami asked in sync.
“Show us,” Nabiki said tightly.
The first Photo Ryonami showed was Kassy standing by Ranma and blushing slightly.
And the follow-up pic was Kassy leaning forward and kissing a surprised Ranma on the lips.
And then the third in that series was Ranma seemingly enjoying the kiss.
As Ryonami showed them the pictures Nabiki’s expression became unreadable. Even more so than usual.
“Hmm... I didn’t know Ranma could enjoy a kiss...” Kikuko muttered.
“Neither did I...” Asami agreed.
“When were these taken?” Nabiki asked.
“I took them today. These were by an empty lot on the edge of Nerima, going near the Aza Juuban District,” Ryonami explained. “And after a little more, she kissed him again!” The girl added in a scandalous fashion, having gotten her breath back.
“Again!?” Kikuko and Asami said simultaneously once more.
“Ryonami,” Nabiki said tightly.
Ryonami nodded her head and was holding out the rest of the photographs out towards Nabiki to view, out of Kikuko and Asami’s sight.
It was a heavier kiss this time, Ranma gently hugging the skunk-eared tanned-blonde to him.
“... How goes your progress with her? Do you have her trust?” Nabiki asked slowly.
Ryonami shook her head. “I was about to start... But when she kissed him the first time I thought it best to just watch and see what the two did together. It was mostly training, but she kissed him twice. And he really reciprocated the second time.”
“I see...” Nabiki frowned slightly. “It seems like we have something interesting in our hands, ladies. Make sure nobody knows about this.”
“Yes, Nabiki-san!” All four of her subordinates said, practically saluting her.
Nabiki turned back to the last photograph, of Ranma and Kassy sharing a gentle kiss, and narrowed her eyes.
Ryonami noticed this and frowned. “Nabiki-san?”
The Ice Queen of Furinkan High didn’t answer her subordinate. She simply remained staring at the picture, a look of unreadable calm on her face.
Even to those who knew her...
(------)
Kassy lay on her back in the middle of the open lot. She didn’t know how long they’d been on their backs... In fact, for all she knew, she could’ve been out of it for a few moments. “Ranma...” The Half-Salusian mumbled.
“... Yeah...?” A very tired but very pleased Ranma answered in a whisper.
“What time is it?” Kassy grumbled out, feeling very tired.
“I have no idea...” The training session had been the greatest, yet the couple was tired as hell after it.
Kassy rolled her eyes. “We should be getting back sometime,” She mumbled before letting out a yawn.
Usually Ranma would agree, but since there would be no rather irate Akane waiting for him with a mallet, he felt he could return home a little late. “Do you really want to move?”
Blinking her eyes once, twice, thrice, Kassy mumbled, “Not really...”
Ranma nodded and closed his eyes. A nap sounded just right.
*GROWL*!
Okay... Maybe there were other things to consider.
Blinking her eyes, Kassy looked down at herself, then, Ranma, then back down at herself. “Was that you or me?”
*GROWL*!
Ranma blinked as well. “I guess we’re both hungry.”
Blushing a little, Kassy nodded her head. “I guess we both worked up a good appetite, after all the training we went through today.”
Ranma frowned thoughtfully, the next decision was going to be a hard one. “Do we stay and rest or move and find something to eat?”
Kassy was about to say stay there and catch their breath, but her stomach made the decision for her.
*GROWL*!!!
“... We get something to eat...” Kassy said slowly.
Ranma groaned and sat up, his muscles protesting the sudden movement. “Let’s go, then. The sooner we eat the sooner we can go back to resting.”
“Amen...” Kassy said in agreement slowly. She tried to get up on her hands, but she was very tired.
The pigtailed martial artist stood up and walked over to Kassy, offering a hand to help her to her feet.
The skunk-eared blonde smiled at Ranma and gratefully took his hand. “Thank you,” She said as she forced herself to her feet.
Ranma smirked. “No problem. Now what do you want to eat?”
Kassy blinked her eyes. “Anything would be good.”
“Really?” The pigtailed martial artist asked. “How about some okono... mi... Eh heh heh. Forget it,” Ranma chuckled nervously and scratched the back of his head.
Kassy blinked her eyes. “Okonomiyaki?” She frowned as she thought of WHO cooked that. “Yeah, better forget it.”
The pigtailed martial artist felt like an ass right now. “... Noodles?”
Kassy blinked her eyes. “Noodles sounds okay.”
Ranma nodded and, still holding Kassy hand, smiled. “Same place as a few days ago?”
Kassy smiled at Ranma. “Sure. That was a nice little cart.”
“Let’s go then,” Ranma started walking and stopped dead on his tracks. He was still holding Kassy’s hand and... HE WASN’T MALLETED!!!
Kassy blinked her eyes as Ranma just stood there. “Ranma, why are you smiling?”
“Uh... Just because?” Ranma asked nervously.
Kassy just grinned back. “Okies.”
Ranma just continued to smile. Holding Kassy's hand felt nice, specially since he wasn't instantly beaten into the ground.
Yes, the theory of Pavlov's Dogs went into effect.
Fiancées = Pain
Kassy = No Pain
Ergo = Kassy is nice to be with!
And so, Ranma’s menial mental-processes worked to register this VITAL information!
Fiancées... Bad...
Kassy... Good...
Fiancées... Bad...
Kassy... Good...
Fiancées... Bad...
Kassy... Go-
“Ranma... Ranma, you’re still grinning,” The Half-Salusian said as she waved her hand in front of Ranma’s face.
“Oh! Sorry...” Ranma blushed slightly. “Was just thinking... So we ready to go?”
Kassy gave Ranma another smile. "Sure.”
Ranma nodded dumbly and started to walk, holding Kassy’s hand in his own. He couldn’t explain how, but a gesture as simple as that filled him with warmth.
The Half-Salusian walked in time with Ranma, unminding how they held hands. In fact, it felt very nice...
...She just wished that people that noticed them would start running in the opposite direction while screaming something about Armageddon.
Thankfully for Kassy they were too far away from any fiancées to see them.
Yes, thankful for them and the surrounding area.
Five minutes later they reached the same noodle stand they visited a few days ago. By then Ranma had a shit-eating grin on his face.
Kassy smirked. “You really like this noodle-cart, huh?”
“I... uh... right," Ranma said, though he was smiling for an entirely different reason.
Kassy giggled. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’.”
Five minutes later Ranma and Kassy were sitting on a bench and eating out of their cups of noodles. They were eating as if they were starved. Kassy actually finished before Ranma that time. She didn’t care if it was hot, she was starving!
Ranma slurped down the last of the noodles, burped, and leaned back on the bench stretching his arms to the sides. He coincidentally put an arm around Kassy’s shoulders, totally by accident.
Yes... By accident...
At least that’s what his fiancées told him whenever they did it to him...
So it must’ve been by accident, right?
Right?
RIGHT?
...
...Right...
Kassy blushed a little as Ranma got closer to her, although she didn’t say anything against in. As a matter of fact, she rather liked it, and couldn’t help but grin.
“This is the life,” Ranma said as he closed his eyes and relaxed. “Training, eating and resting. What else do you need?”
It was then that the bit of equipment down south started to add it’s two cents, the testosterone putting Ranma’s memories into first-gear concerning a certain Furry Beauty, the one more thing he DID need!
Ranma opened his eyes and flushed crimson. The image of Kassy’s shapely and furry butt would follow him to his deathbed.
No to mention the memory of when they fell and Kassy landed on him, and he saw her pink panties.
AND the memory of Kassy Furry...
...And Naked...
...And often wet.
By now Ranma was VERY red in the face, and there was a more than noticeable tent in the front of his pants.
OH CRAP!!!
If Kassy noticed...
Wait! Soba noodle bowl!
Kassy blinked her eyes as Ranma turned over the mostly-empty bowl and placed it on his lap. She raised an eyebrow. “Bored?”
Before Ranma could answer, his eyes bulged WIDE! “RRAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH! HOT! HOT!! HOT!!!” Ranma screamed as he jumped to his feet and started blowing air to his now wet tent.
Okay, he HAD eaten the noodles. He had forgotten there was broth.
Kassy stared at the sight of Ranma bouncing around. She blinked her eyes once...
...Twice...
...Thrice...
...And then started giggling.
The scene was funny. And giggling served to distract her from the huge piece of meat she’d become intimate with before, even if nothing irreversible happened.
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