Ranma grumbled as she went down the hallway towards Hotaru’s room. “This place is just plain weird,” she muttered.
She had a better idea of what was going on, memories surfacing that seemed to both support and contradict the current situation.
He remembered the sea-green haired girl when they were younger, something about manly training from his mother before the trip.
That forced her to pause for a bit as more memories surfaced, creating a blush.
She had learned that she was four? Four year olds shouldn’t know that sort of stuff!
Her eyes shot wide as more memories surfaced. She was sleeping with Nabiki and Kasumi? Willingly?
Ranma leaned against the wall for a bit. What the hell is going on? I mean, I remember this stuff, and yet I don’t.
And then the memories hit of his time here so far. Meeting Michiru again... The resulting acts of sex that left him feeling slightly winded, but he had just come from his own bombed out wedding. So it wasn't like he was lacking in endurance or anything like that.
Not that she seemed to mind in the least.
Meeting Hotaru... Little girls shouldn’t be that damn flirty. The girl seemed to enjoy flaunting her body at him.
But then again, these people seemed to know his mother—who oddly enough wasn’t the much more of a pervert than his other memories suggested.
He was called Ranma-papa and Ranma-mama depending on what form he was in, by the little thirteen year old girl.
Ranma rubbed her forehead as she changed directions. She could get some sleep after a nice hot shower. Right now, she wasn’t feeling like sleeping at the moment.
Nabiki could only pale as more memories came to light, all of them involving her time with the pigtailed sex machine. More surprising were the memories she had of either catching Kasumi fucking him, or hearing them.
And what was even more shocking ... was that she hadn’t minded. She had apparently liked the idea of having such a high level secret, of having something other girls dreamed of and yet more fought for.
Also, apparently Saotome did have some ... ‘skills’ ... that more than made up for his low scholastic ability.
“Um ... Nabiki-chan?”
Blinking and shaking her head out of the sudden deluge of memories, she looked at her sister. “Yeah?”
“Is it okay if we share?”
Nabiki could only numbly nod, still not used to the mental image of her angelic older sister screaming like a banshee during sex.
“Oh thank you,” smiled her sister, as she hugged Nabiki. “I promise you won’t regret it.”
Nabiki could only nod. She didn’t know if this was a dream, but she also didn’t know if she wanted to wake up.
Haruka grumbled slightly as she stepped out of the room. It wasn’t like she knew what the hell was going on. No one had bothered to inform her of not only their new houseguest, but that s/he was currently sleeping with her girlfriend. She felt she had the right to be a bit emotional.
Okay, maybe grabbing the redhead hadn’t been her best move, but still...
Spotting said girl walking down the hallway, she decided it would probably be best to apologize and find out everything that was going on.
Too bad she was still both sleep deprived and in somewhat of a shock at all that had happened, that she didn’t notice that the redhead she was following had just entered the bathroom.
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