[Episode 209837] [Episode 209837]Walking out of the establishment with a slight wobbly to his step, Ranma was holding onto Officer Jolie to help with his balance. “Now... THAT was awesome...” he told the police pokégirl as they walked side-by-side... at three in the morning. Damn it, for such a nice place, how could they NOT rent out rooms for overnight? They must’ve had a deal with the local hotel or something... at least they got their money’s worth of food, and ‘fun’.
The bluenette pokégirl supporting herself against Ranma nodded her head in agreement. “I’m surprised I can walk myself,” Jolie murmured while smiling tiredly. “Then again, I was a bit relentless and you did Tame some of your Harem before the date like a good Tamer should.”
Raising his left hand to scratch the back of his head, the pigtailed man chuckled in embarrassment. “Eheh-heh... thanks for not laughing at my... ah... weakness.” At least Ranma could admit he was getting better reciprocating playful banter without putting his foot too far into his mouth. Boy was this world ever having an effect on him. He couldn’t remember a time when he would simply jibe back at someone with word-play.
Still that didn’t mean it was the only thing he could do. “I hope you don’t have to work tomorrow... we were at that for a bit.” Of course by, ‘a bit’ he meant, ‘like crazed weasels in heat for three hours straight’.
“I’m still free for another...” she raised her free arm and checked her watch. “Twenty four hours. Plenty of time to sleep in and get any errands done.” She smiled at Ranma. “Plus getting such a good Taming in, I won’t need any servicing for a good long while, thanks to the wonderful stud here.” She winked at the pigtailed Tamer she was walking beside.
“Eh... ain’t nothin’ big about it,” Ranma told her. “A marti-ah... a Tamer is supposed to Tame and keep his girls happy, even if they aren’t part of the harem!” He told her, a bit of the old Saotome chauvinism slipping in.
A huge grin on her face, Jolie nodded her head. “Mmmhmm... that you did. I just hope your friends and harem aren’t too miffed I borrowed you this late.” She knew how some pokégirls could get with girls outside of the harem. Until they were enrolled, they were just competition.
Ranma shook his head. “Nah. In fact, Nabiki was telling me I should try and help out those who can’t help themselves,” he said, quoting the martial artist’s code. “So it’s really for the best and...” the pigtailed martial artist blinked his eyes as realization hit him like a sack of bricks. “Say... Officer Jolie?”
“Hmmm?” The OfficerJenny asked curiously, turning her head to look at him. “What is it?”
“Later today, after we’ve both had some sleep...” Ranma started seriously but making her know it wasn’t too big a deal. “Would you mind helping us get in contact with that friend of yours that’ll fix our RV?” The pigtailed man asked curiously. “We could use the help!”
Nodding her head, the off-duty OfficerJenny replied, “Of course! Given what happened with the last ‘repair’ guy, I’ll be happy to get you into contact as soon as possible. She frowned slightly as she remembered something. “Although...” Jolie admitted. “It might take him time. He’s not a repairman by trade but he does take care of his own machinery and vehicles; he’s even helped repair a squad car or two for us when it the money to afford such wasn’t in the budget. I’m thoroughly convinced he knows what he’s doing.”
Ranma blinked his eyes. “He’s not a technician or repair guy? Well, what is he?”
Officer Jolie gave Ranma a playful grin. “His name’s Brock Stuart. He’s the head of the Boulder Ranch here in Pewtit and he’s also the city’s Gym Leader.”
That statement made Ranma blink his eyes once, twice. “HUH!?”
“Yeah it doesn’t get out much he does tinkering with machinery much but yes...” the OfficerJenny explained to Ranma as they walked the quiet streets of Pewtit in the early morning. “Besides being the Gym Leader he has his own side projects for inventing and such.”
“Ah... okay...” Ranma replied slowly as he tried to come to terms with what such an encounter could entail. “How do I ask about Gym leaders without making it sound like I know less than I should?” Thought a very worried Ranma. Someone with such authority would know the difference between a rookie and someone that new jack shit. He just hoped Brock would accept an ‘amnesia’ excuse...
At the look on the helpful and ‘cocky’ Tamer’s face, Jolie frowned curiously. “Ranma?” She spoke up to get his attention. “Are you all right?”
“Ah... well.” He paused for a moment before he decided that mix of honest and a not-quite-but-still white lie had worked so far... “Thing is I hope my little bit of amnesia won’t make the guy think I’m some useless noob when I meet him. You know, given how I’m gonna need so much re-education...” he scratched the back if his head. “And I’ve kinda forgotten some details on this Brock guy,” he ‘admitted’ sheepishly.
Nodding her head to that request, Jolie had to admit it was understandable, given the circumstances. Jusenkyo was a terrible place and whatever happened robbed the poor youth of his memory, (but thank the thousand gods NOT his Taming skill!) “Well he is a bit of a recluse... outside of the gym and his workshop word has it he’s rather homely taking care of his siblings.”
Ranma blinked his eyes. “Siblings?”
“Yes, all twelve younger brothers and sisters,” the blue-haired pokégirl explained. “His father is busy handling the day-to-day affairs of the Ranch and it’s up to Brock to raise his human siblings; six boys and six girls.”
“Holy...” Ranma gawked at the thought of so many kids. “Where’s his Mom?”
Jolie frowned slightly. “Sadly, she died from an illness. They ended up naming the hospital after her.”
“That sucks...” Ranma muttered, already becoming a little impressed with this Brock guy. Still, he needed to know a bit more about it. “So what’s his specialty?”
“Rock-types,” Jolie told him. “But he does have a surprise for those that would abuse Plant-types to try and claim an easy win. He has a high level Vixxen as well, you see. She really is such a beauty too.”
Ranma nodded his head to that explanation. “That... sounds plausible.” He considered it for a moment. “So what, Gym Leaders normally specialize in one type or something?”
“Quite,” Jolie told him. “While the Gym Leaders normally specialize in elements, I must admit Prussian’s Gym Leader is somewhat different. He follows a ‘theme’ rather than an elemental type-casting.”
Raising an eyebrow to that, Ranma asked, “What sort of... theme?”
“It’s ‘Ancient Egyptian’, I believe...” Jolie told him. “He’s got a Scorpiagirl, a Feraligarter... he even has a rare Lickario and if you can believe it, a SPHINX!” She said excitedly. “The rarest of all pokégirls and one is practically on display within Indigo!” The OfficerJenny took a deep breath. “However... that Sphinx and Brandon’s mummy pokégirls; the Bandame and Phawhore... they are definitely a tough group to face.” She took a deep breath. “He covers a lot of elements, making him one of the three toughest Gym Leaders in the entirety of the Indigo League.”
Ranma considered her words. “So unless I have a powerful and skilled harem, avoid him at all costs?”
Officer Jolie nodded her head. “It’s suggested only advanced Tamers tackle the Viridick, Prussian and Lavenderriere Gyms.”
“So best to train, plan ahead, make sure I try my hand at all the other Gyms and pray to whatever god, huh?” Ranma asked, taking in all she said prior, to affirm he got it right.
Nodding her head, the OfficerJenny dressed in a rather nice dress from the evidence locker firmly replied, “Exactly!”
Nodding his head, Ranma mentally filed this away to mention to Nabiki later, assuming she hadn’t already raided the internet or whatever source for such information. “Um...” he paused for a moment. “Okay I admit I got distracted... am I taking you home or we stopping by the center?” He could feel a bead of sweat trickle down the side of his head as he chuckled. Yeah, real smooth on his part...
“The PokéCenter,” the bluenette pokégirl replied. “I live almost next-door and besides dropping you off, I need to pick up something.” Well, in truth she wasn’t lying. She wanted to really stop by and tell the Joys on the graveyard shift about the marvels of this stud as well as update his profile. He was a perfect TEN! And from that, she’d be ‘picking up’ pride from their reactions. It wasn’t often a “10” came through their fair little hamlet of Pewtit.
Ranma blinked his eyes as Officer Jolie was practically hanging on his arm, a glazed look in her eyes. “Uh... everything all right?”
“Oh no, just... still feeling the afterglow,” the police pokégirl told him, a big grin plastered on her face. “I haven’t had such a good night or a Taming that good in quite awhile. Thank you.”
Feeling a swell of confidence from the boost to his price, Ranma told her, “Well, the feeling is mutual. It’s been ages since I had a date that didn’t blow up...outside of the girls in my harem, that is.” The pigtailed man quickly corrected himself.
Jolie rolled her eyes at the thought of such idiot women. “Their loss if the other girls couldn’t handle the date.”
Ranma smiled lightly at having someone on his side concerning such. “It mostly had to do with jealousy and other people breaking it up,” he told her honestly.
The OfficerJenny snorted in annoyance at such. “Pooh! What losers...”
Ranma sweat-dropped at such a reply but didn’t correct her. Admittedly, he had his fair share of the blame when it came to blowing said dates... not that he wanted her to know, of course. The whole Saotome pride coming into play, so to speak.
It wasn’t much longer before the two reached their destination. The doors to the PokéCenter opened automatically once they arrived at the doorsteps. The two walked in, arm-in-arm and received a greeting.
“Oh! Welcome back, Ranma-kun!” Came the surprisingly energetic reply from the eldest Tendo sister as she stood by the help desk in the lobby. It was surprising, considering the time of night it was.
Blinking his eyes once, twice, Ranma just stared in surprise at the woman standing there in her nightgown. “Kasumi? You’re still up?” He asked in surprise.
“Actually I woke up feeling like a midnight snack and I just started to talk with the lovely NurseJoy...” Kasumi explained. The eldest of the Tendo sisters had a grin on her face that reached from ear-to-ear as she explained, “She’s recommended a good place for us to find a Milktit.”
The NurseJoy on call nodded her head. “There’s this delightful place within Cerulesbian’s city limits. Normally they deal only with Water-types but they got a few Milktits in that they’re looking to unload.” She sighed. “Sadly, they only take walk-ins. They want to see and meet the people their pokégirls are going to.”
Turning back to the NurseJoy working the graveyard shift, the matriarch of the Tendo girls gave her a gentle smile. “I don’t mind. I just hope there’s some when we arrive,” Kasumi told her honestly. Although she’d honestly appreciate it if there were still some Milktits for sale when they arrived.
Considering this for a moment, the OfficerJenny told Kasumi, “If they’re out, there’s a farm that specializes in Milktits and other agricultural pokégirls.” Jolie sighed as she admitted, “It’s a little pricier but the girls are top quality.”
“Really?” The eldest Tendo turned to the police pokégirl, her interest piqued. “Where is it?” Kasumi asked.
To that inquiry, the OfficerJenny replied to the human woman, “It’s on the Dix Island chain, specifically Fortune Island or-”
“FORTUNE FARMS!” Kasumi said with a bit of glee.
Surprised at the outburst of the woman standing next to her, the NurseJoy chuckled. “So you know of them?”
Turning to the NurseJoy, the pigtailed martial artist couldn’t help but smirk. “She’s been researching Milktit farms for a bit,” Ranma explained. After all, Kasumi’s desire for the diary-producing pokégirl was no big secret.
“So that’s what the racket is all about...” came a disgruntled, tired-sounding female voice from the doorway which lead to the Tamer’s rooms. “Welcome back, Ranma...”
Turning to the source of the voice, the raven-haired martial artist turned Tamer paused for a moment. Looking her over for a moment, he couldn’t help but laugh. “Heh heh! It ain’t often I see you with a bed-head or so groggy, Nabs,” Ranma told her with a smirk.
Hearing such, the middle Tendo sister rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah... laugh it up,” Nabiki muttered in annoyance. Raising a hand to her face and rubbing her eye, she looked over to Jolie and then at Ranma. “You just got back, huh? Have fun?”
Both the martial artist turned Tamer and off-duty police pokégirl couldn’t help but grin dumbly. Oh yes, they certainly enjoyed themselves.
Getting her answer, Nabiki mumbled, “Well that’s nice to know.”
OfficerJolie nodded her head. “Oh yes, quite. I’m just sorry the establishment didn’t allow ‘overnights’. Since I didn’t feel like just keeping Ranma at my place for only a little bit, I figured I’d bring him back to the PokéCenter.”
Ranma for his part, was just staring at Nabiki in shock. Once he got over his initial amusement, he was taking the state of the most mercenary of the Tendo daughters seriously. “Man, Nabs...” he said in awe. “I didn’t know all your hair could shift like that...”
“Wuh?” Nabiki asked as she heard that comment, raising a hand up. “I don’t have much hair... to... oi ..” bringing her hand from the side of her head, the woman groaned and slapped herself on the face. Of all the things...
“Actually,” Ranma spoke up as he continued to stare at the Tendo girl. “It’s kinda cute.”
Nabiki opens a space between the fingers of the hand on her face and looked at the pigtailed Tamer ciuriously. “Cute? Me... cute...” lowering her head, she snorted. “Pfft! Yeah... riight.” Her tone of voice was, understandably, disbelief.
“He’s right sister,” the eldest Tendo daughter chimed in. “You do have a bit of a cutesy bed-head,” Kasumi told her with a smile.
Ranma couldn’t help but laugh a little. “You also look cute with your droopy eyes.” He pointed out.
Nabiki grumbled in annoyance. “It’s too early for coffee.” So saying, she moved her hand to her mouth to try and stifle a yawn.
Waiting for the girl to finish yawning for a moment, the OfficerJenny chimed in, “I’d recommend a soft, soooft lay but...” Jolie grinned at Ranma. “Well, I don’t think we want to break Ranma here.” The bluenette pokégirl said with a grin.
The middle Tendo sibling just stared at the OfficerJenny for a loooong time. “How the hell does sex put you to sleep?” Nabiki inquired, wondering how an activity usually very energy driven could induce sleep, (unless your lover just SUCKED that badly). Thankfully despite a bad lay or two they didn’t put her to sleep.
The OfficerJenny smiled. “Well, if they just slide in and hold you from behind on your side and just slowly move or even just stay there while rubbing your body...” she smiled faintly from her memory of Ranma doing that not too long ago. “It’s one of the top ten ways in Score Magazine of how to enjoy early morning or late night lazy sex,” Jolie explained.
Ranma raised an eyebrow to that. “That... that does sound like fun.” He managed a small grin as he looked at Jolie appreciatively. He was obviously thinking about earlier as well.
Snorting, Nabiki told him, “Don’t even think about it, Saotome.” He still had a harem he needed to take care of! Even if it got them in good with the law, he couldn’t go fucking the police officers every day!
“Oh that sounds so wonderful and romantic!” The eldest of the Tendo daughters cooed out happily. Looking at Jolie curiously, Kasumi asked, “Can it be done in a group?”
Jolie mulled over it for a moment as she considered such realistically. “Hmm... I’d say it depends on the guy-to-girl ratio. Group cuddle-sleeping can be fun but takes time and as I said, the guy-to-girl ratio adds to it.” The OfficerJenny shrugged her shoulders. “Best do what I mentioned for on a couple. Group cuddling takes some finesse, especially if one’s cock is unavailable.”
“Unavailable would be right...” Ranma muttered. Trying to cuddle with many girls at once, while fun-sounding, just seemed like a bad idea if one liked to take longer turns than the others...
It was then the OfficerJenny brought up an excellent point. “But on cold winter nights that many bodies just feels soooo good.” Jolie smiled before she energetically explained, “Sometimes when we sleep at the station, a bunch of us move our cots close together. It doesn’t always have to be sexual but spice is nice, if you’re not just dead tired.”
Groaning, Nabiki just rolled her eyes. “Ugh... can we just not talk about sex? My brain’s too tired to want to think,” the most mercenary of the Tendo daughters grumbled before trying to stifle a yawn again.
Nodding his head, the heir of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts turned to the sleepy numbers-cruncher of the Tendos. “Then go back to bed. I need to shower before I even get to sleep. I’m a little ripe,” Ranma explained.
“Ditto,” Jolie agreed... but boy, had it been worth it! He Tamed her for so long and so lovingly! She really felt like she could go more than a couple of weeks before she needed to have sex again.
Hearing Ranma complain about needing to wash up, the eldest Tendo daughter was quick to speak up. “Want me to wash your back? I promise there will be no naughty stuff. I would just wash you,” Kasumi offered.
At her sister’s enthusiasm, Nabiki just groaned in disbelief. “Why Kami-sama? Why do you throw all this at me when I’m half asleep?” She wondered bitterly.
Ranma nodded his head. “That would he helpful. Thank you, Kasumi,” he said with a smile on his face. Oh Kasumi... even in this world she was just ever so helpful.
Seeing how she had Ranma all up for this, the eldest Tendo turned to her sister. “Nabiki, I know you’re tired but maybe a wash would wake you up? Or do you prefer to go back to sleep?”
Raising an eyebrow, Nabiki just stared at her sister strangely. “Sis, I hope you aren’t trying to get me and Ranma in a shower together for something kinky.” She saw what happened the last time Kasumi got into the bathroom with Ranma. So did the hospital staff.
Shaking her head, Kasumi answered, “Not now... at least.” The eldest Tendo grinned.
Eyebrows furrowing, Nabiki turned her head and glared lightly at Ranma. “I’d blame you for her corruption but...” she shook her head. “Bah! Even I know my big sis has some perverted ideas and not every problem revolves around you.”
“For once!” Ranma thought before thanking the kami for small favors.
“But still...” Nabiki said in a dead serious, (and dead tired) tone of voice. “I’d rather just get back to bed...” she let out a yawn. “Now that I know everything went well, I just want to sleep more.” And with that said she turned back to head down the hallway and back to her room.
Nodding her head, the eldest Tendo told her younger sister, “Sleep well Nabiki!”
“Later Nabs!” Ranma called out after the retreating form of the middle Tendo sibling.
To that, Nabiki stopped suddenly. Slowly, she turned to look back at Ranma with an annoyed look. “...‘Nabs’?”
Ranma could feel himself sweating at the woman’s stare. “Uh... bad nickname?”
The middle Tendo sibling continued to glare at Ranma for a loooong time. Finally, she took a deep breath and sighed. “...I’ll let it slide but... that name doesn’t conjure nice memories.” She muttered the later part mostly to herself as she turned and walked off.
Watching her walk until Nabiki was out of sight, Ranma turned to look at Kasumi curiously. “Bad... memories?”
To that question, Kasumi sighed sadly. “It’s not my place to tell.”
Ranma sighed. This was definitely something to think about.
Sitting on a wash stool, Ranma squirmed a bit as Kasumi scrubbed him down with a luffa. She was being very... thorough to say the least. And it wasn’t helping that she was ‘dressed’ for the part. Kami-sama! How could his member still try to get it up after all he’d put it through today!?
Noticing Ranma’s discomfort, Kasumi giggled softly. “I’m sorry. Am I arousing you a bit too much?”
“I’m surprised I can even get it up,” the pigtailed martial artist answered softly. “I didn’t even have as many energy drinks as I expected.”
Mulling over that for a moment, Kasumi suggested, “Well it might be your ‘never give up’ spirit also counts for... well...” she trailed off, lets the thought hang, (much like Ranma’s member).
Ranma shivered a bit as the cleaning continued. “Kasumi? Do you have to... clean my butt so intently?” She scrubbed that sponge and soap over his posterior so often he’d lost count.
“Well, I do have to be thorough,” the woman answered, allowing herself a giggle. However, she did lessen the intensity of her cleaning a bit at his asking.
Taking a deep breath, Ranma let off a sigh of relief as the cleaning felt less... stimulating. Trying to look over his shoulder, the pigtailed martial artist attempted to make conversation. “So what did you all do after I left?”
“Girl talk,” Kasumi said honestly. “And Nabiki was kind enough to give us an idea of what goes on at the PokéCenter.” She frowned lightly. “For example, do you know they have cameras in peculiar places?”
“Is that so?” Ranma asked curiously. “I guess they would big on security. I can understand it, considering all the kinds of pokégirls that come in at once and the dangers they possess...”
Yep, he was missing the point.
Kasumi sighed and reached a hand up, gently poking his cheek. “Ranma,” she deadpanned. “They saw us all hot and bothered. At least they gave us a nice DVD and Nabiki ensured they wouldn’t sell copied of it.”
Ranma blinked his eyes once, twice. “Wait! They actually saw us when we were all having sex?” He asked in complete shock at the thought of having been viewed on. But then... that was also kind of to be expected of this world. Sex made the world round.
“Yes, yes... and from what Nabiki said they all were quite aroused,” Kasumi said in a matter-of-fact manner.
Blinking his eyes once, twice, the pigtailed martial artist asked, “Oh... really?” Even if he wasn’t thinking about having sex with them, it was always nice to get such a boost to his ego.
“Mmmhmm...” the eldest Tendo replied as she nodded her head. “They said it was rare for a Tamer to Tame three girls.” The brunette blinked her eyes. “Well, two pokégirls and a human lover,” Kasumi corrected as Asrial was considered a pokégirl and for their cover, had to go along with such.
Ranma frowned as he head that. “Why do I keep getting the feeling that Tamers take pokégirls for granted?” They all seemed just so damned sex-starved!
Mulling over that for a moment, Kasumi answered him as best she could. “Somewhat...” she started to answer. “Not unlike our world only without the permissive sex and extreme lack of women’s rights.”
Nodding his head, the blue-eyed Tamer admitted, “Yeah I know guys are dicks at home too.” Many of his rivals came to mind...
“Maybe so,” Kasumi told him. “But not all are.” She smiled a little. “And I must say you’ve matured a bit since we came here.”
Ranma chuckled nervously at the praise. “Well... it’s kinda sink or swim here,” he admitted. “Either I grow up in some ways and do what has to be done, or...” he sighed as he let his train of thought trail off. “I really don’t want to think of what could go on here.” The whole pokégirl concept was tough enough to deal with but there were many real dangers involved with it as well. He would be damned if he let any of the girls get hurt because of him.
Hearing him say that, the eldest Tendo sister reached around and hugged him from behind, resting her chin against the back of his neck. “I know...” she whispered. “We’re all nervous and just want to keep out of trouble and stay alive.” She smiled a little. “However, I have faith in you. You, Nabiki, Asrial, Kiiro... all of you. Even Alice, Cyan and Cassandra.”
Ranma was surprised at the sensation of her breasts against his back. But her words... the tone and seriousness they conveyed cut through any surge of hormones that could pop up. “I understand Kasumi...” he whispered back to her. “I’ll be doing my best.”
“I know you will,” she said encouragingly. Raising a hand tilting his face to the side, she kissed him. It wasn’t the passion-crazed one from before but a gentle, sweet, innocent, yet also needy kiss. It wasn’t one meant to incite hormones or be some overly sappy romantic kiss but a kiss born of mutual trust, love and need.
Wide-eyed for a moment, it took a second for Ranma to calm down and return the honest kiss. He closed his eyes as he tried to enjoy the sensation of kissing the older Tendo woman.
After a minute of lip-contact, Kasumi reluctantly broke the kiss and cuddled up to him warmly. There was no talking from her, she just wanted to enjoy the moment of peace.
Raising his arms, Ranma returned the soft embrace. The pigtailed martial artist may have been letting Kasumi take the lead, but he was more than willing to reciprocate the affection. “Thank you, Kasumi...” he whispered to her softly.
“Mmmhmm... and thank you too,” she whispered while enjoying the feeling of his strong arms. Arms that assured her they had a chance in this alien world.
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