[Episode 222602] [Episode 222602]Ryonami did a double take as she saw Nabiki disrobe for the gym shower. A fact that was soon noticed by their friend.
"Keep staring and she'll take it as an invitation," Kikuko said in teasing whisper, after making sure none of the other girls could hear.
Both girls knew about Nabiki's hidden preferences, but they'd also known Nabiki since grade school. Nabiki was part of their circle, and they trusted her.
"No, look at that," Ryonami said, pointing.
Kikuko followed the direction of the other girl's finger and saw what had drawn her friend's attention.
A mark on the inside curve of Nabiki's right breast, a twist of midnight blue and forest green lines and swirls.
"A tattoo?" Kikuko asked.
Though part of her wondered if it was the small cut further up on the mound of Nabiki's, the one that started bleeding a little as Nabiki moved to scrub at her skin.
"Ah you saw it, huh," Nabiki said turning around and moving closer to her whispering friends. "I was going to mention it later."
"Nabiki," Ryonami said. "Shame on you, you went and got a tattoo without telling us, your closest friends?"
"It was something of a spur of the moment thing," Nabiki said with a smirk. "What do you think?"
"It's beautiful," Ryonami said. "But what's it supposed to be?"
"Yeah," Kikuko said. "It looks like they just pushed the ink into your skin and let it go where it wanted. Except the lines are too crisp for that."
"I wanted something unique," Nabiki said with a wink. "Anyway, too much discussing it here and a teacher is going to notice, so let's hold off for later."
As they were leaving the gym into the school at large, Nabiki noticed a face in the crowd leaving that didn't belong.
As she expected, with the next season of Rhythmic Gymnastics Matches coming out, Kodachi had her agents out to spy on the other schools in the area.
"So, have you heard the most recent Ranma gossip yet?" Nabiki asked conspiratorially.
"Oh, is there something new?" Ryonami asked eagerly.
Noting the Hebereke spy take notice of her comment, Nabiki leaned in closely to whisper to her giggling friends.
Almost instantly, the Hebereke gymnast was off.
****
Ranma's eyes were half-lidded as she looked from Ukyou to Akane, imagining the fresh blood flowing through their veins. Nabiki had managed to give her a surreptitious feeding that morning, and again at lunch, but that had left Nabiki feeling tired herself.
She needed more thralls in order to keep herself healthy.
Well, if she didn't want to kill anybody that is.
That was as instinctive as the desire to see Akane kneeling in front of her.
Mistress Ranma, Nabiki's voice whispered into her head. Are you all right?
I'm tired, Nabchan, Ranma returned. Other than that, there's nothing.
I've baited the trap for Kodachi, Mistress, Nabiki said. We just need to go to a sauna tonight.
A sauna? Ranma repeated, uncertain.
Yes, Mistress, Nabiki declared. Right after school and I'll need to know where.
Tell me, Nabchan, what exactly do we need a sauna for, Ranma asked.
This way you'll be able to hide in the steam when Kodachi comes to kidnap me for interrogation, Nabiki said.
Nabchan, Ranma thought, sitting up straight. Are you certain you're not taking too much risk here?
Oh, it's so sweet of you to be worried for me Mistress Ranma, Nabiki thought longingly. I'll be fine. By the way, Mistress. A bath house is likely to be less populated right after school, and I'm sure the steam makes people tired and memories fuzzy.
Ranma licked her lips.
****
Kodachi watched as her quarry ducked into a public bathhouse ahead of her. This Tendo had led her on a merry chase the past twenty minutes, all seemingly without being aware she was being chased.
Now, however, she had trapped herself in this building and now Kodachi would be able to find out what gossip the mercenary woman had.
Kodachi dropped down to the street and walked up into the building with an imperial air, marching right up to the girl on watch at the entrance.
"Excuse me," Kodachi said to the sleepy attendant.
The young woman wearing the traditional robe of a hot-spa owner and sitting at the front desk seemed to be only half-awake. She was staring off into the night, straight past Kodachi, and half-yawning.
"Excuse me," Kodachi said more forcefully.
Shaking her head, the woman looked toward Kodachi as if she'd just then noticed the younger girl's presence.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said, shaking her head clear. "I must have dozed off. Welcome to Ryderu Bath House!"
She raised her arm to pick up a set of keys and note down the time and key-number. As she did so, the gymnast noted a trickle of blood running down her arm.
"You appear to have cut yourself," she said, pointing.
"Eh," the girl looked at the blood and pulled up her sleeve to find the injury.
It appeared as if the girl had gored herself with a stapler.
"How'd that happen?" she asked in a curiously unconcerned tone. "Anyway, here's your locker keys, the prices per hour are listed. Enjoy your stay."
"I hope to," Kodachi said to the dazed girl. "Perhaps you should attend to that injury, it appears to be affecting your work."
"I'll go right to first aid in a moment, Miss," the girl said lazily.
Kodachi nodded and moved toward the lockers, but didn't bother to change out of her Hebereke uniform. No one commented on anything. Actually, Kodachi only saw one housewife looking woman sleeping on a bench quietly, chest rising up and down steadily.
She passed through the lockers and found five more women and college girls lounging about in the furo section in similar states of passive lassitude as the girl up front.
Nabiki wasn't in this part of the bath house.
That just left the sauna room in the back, something for the occasional Russian tourist, Kodachi supposed.
Moving through the furo, the Black Rose grimaced as she prepared to move herself into that steam filled environment while wearing the school uniform.
It was sure to damage the fabric.
Nabiki would have to pay for that.
The first thing she saw as she entered was a pair of girls sitting off to the side, one seeming to look at something about the other's arm.
Both were wrapped, chest and head, in large towels.
Neither was the Tendo girl.
Despite herself, the setting was starting to give Kodachi the creeps.
Pushing further back she cut through the thick clouds of steam to find Nabiki sitting on a bench in the back, towel wrapped around her as she leaned back and had her arms stretched out across the back of her stench bench.
The fact that she was the only person Kodachi had yet noticed as being fully conscious was not lost on her.
"I'm guessing," Kodachi said as she moved forward. "That my being here is not a surprise to you."
"You have that right, Kodachi-chan," Nabiki said. "I was hoping to have a meeting with you."
Kodachi stopped her motion right in front of the other girl, smiled and reached out to stroke her cheek.
"Am I supposed to be frightened by this opium den atmosphere?" she asked. "You pathetic little gossip. You run your little scams for manga and ice cream..." and her voice turned much less sweet and soft as she grabbed Nabiki's chin, shaking it and her head, "...while I plot for...g--"
Kodachi's superior attitude lasted only as long as it took Nabiki to slowly and calmly grab the girl's hand and start to twist, stealing the Black Rose's voice as Kodachi stared at her in complete shock and fear.
Nabiki couldn't be stronger than her. She was the weakest of the martial artists around the neighborhood, but she was still stronger than most humans imagined they could be.
There was no way Nabiki was stronger than her.
"Stop that Nabchan," a familiar voice said. "I'm going to want you two to be friends."
"As you wish, Mistress," Nabiki said adoringly, releasing Kodachi at once.
The gymnast snapped her arm back into a painless position and turned toward the other voice seeing a towel wrapped girl coming toward her wiping her mouth. As she finished that she moved up a hand up toward the towel around her head and unwrapped it, revealing a head of radiant red hair.
"You!" Kodachi said. "I should have known this witchcraft was your doing."
She moved right up into Ranma's face and then froze as those clear blue eyes met hers and suddenly she felt her will melting away.
"Sit down please, Dachi-chan," Ranma said. "But keep your eyes on me."
Nodding slowly, Kodachi backed up until she felt Nabiki's hands catch her and guide her towards sitting down. Ranma followed the motion gracefully, stopping in front of Kodachi.
The red head leaned forward, one hand against the wall and the towel straining at her clevege where it was displayed right in front of Kodachi's face.
Still the black eyes were locked on the blue.
"I have a problem, Dachi-chan," Ranma said. "Have you noticed that everybody in here is pretty much on the edge of passing out?"
"Hai," Kodachi said.
"That's because of me," Ranma said. "I've sort of changed recently. Nabiki knows how, but it's got me needing a certain...material for survival. And if you look around you can see what I have to do to get enough to survive without help."
She smiled sultrily revealing her fangs.
"Oh my God," Kodachi said, swallowing. "You're a vampire. You're both vampires."
"Wrong," Ranma said smiling. "Nabiki's a thrall. Stronger, faster, better senses and healthier than ever she was. The only vampires I'm going to make are going to come out of here."
The red-head pointed to her abdomen, drawing Kodachi's eyes briefly, but not long enough to break the firm hold Ranma had on her. Not totally.
"But I need thralls if I want to live without killing people that don't deserve killing."
"And your intent is to force me to be your thrall?" Kodachi demanded angrily.
"I was hoping you'd want to join me," Ranma said, soothingly caressing Kodachi's face.
Ranma was finding it harder to break through all of Kodachi's defenses and trigger more than this awed obedience. And that would start to go away once Kodachi got ahold of herself.
"Why would I want to be your slave, harlot?" Kodachi asked, hands twitching.
Show her, Mistress, Nabiki thought to her, and Ranma nodded.
Slowly, so as not to overwhelm Kodachi, Ranma sent a flow of specific memories into Kodachi's mind.
"Because I'm your Ranma-darling, Kodachi," the red-head said as Kodachi started blinking rapidly and breathing heavily with each memory Ranma had of changing genders coming in to her.
"Ranma-darling?" Kodachi gasped head dropping as the shock broke the hold the red head had on her. "It's true?"
Ranma smiled and moved to place herself in the lap of the younger girl.
"So, now?" Ranma asked as she wrapped her arms around Kodachi and kissed her neck. "Do you want to be with me?"
"I..." Kodachi said, confused and uncertain. "I do..."
And with that, Kodachi's defenses were brought down.
"but....Ranma-darling. Are you permanently female now?"
"Oh yes," Ranma said emphatically.
Kodachi shivered and looked away, ashamed.
"I'm afraid I can't, then," she said. "I only like men."
"Dachi-chan," Ranma said. "Look at me."
Slowly, Kodachi met Ranma's eyes again and felt the red-head driving again into her mind. This time, Kodachi left herself almost completely open to the vampire's entry, not quite an intrusion as it was invited this time.
And in a moment, Ranma found a mental construction, buried deep in the mind, something only someone completely willing would let her find. Correction, only someone that desperately desired that thing to change.
"You only used to like men," Ranma said firmly.
Suddenly, Kodachi was immensely aware of the half naked form of the red-haired girl in her lap and that of Nabiki near by. Especially as the towel around Ranma finally fell away.
"Oh...oh my god," Kodachi gasped, hands feeling hot where they were holding the red-head.
"Thralls don't have to be sex-partners anyway, Kodachi," Ranma said. "But when you change, you'll want to be anything that will make me happy, and..."
Ranma blushed visibly at this, drawing curiousity from Kodachi and amusement from Nabiki.
"I really wouldn't mind being your lover," Ranma said. "So, do you mind if I invite you to my little coven?"
"No...Ranma-dar..."
"Uh..." Ranma said.
"Mistress," Nabiki said, by way of correction.
"Please, Mistress Ranma," Kodachi said. "I..I am yours."
"Okay then," Ranma said, sliding off Kodachi's lap down to the floor and pressing the gymnast's knees apart. "I want you to stay quiet, Kodachi. Everyone here might as well be asleep, but there's no telling who might walk in, after all. So no sound."
"Hai, mistress," Kodachi said.
"I shall keep watch, Mistress," Nabiki said. standing up and walking smoothily away, letting her motion draw Kodachi's eyes.
Ranma smiled and pushed Kodachi's now steam-sogged St. Heberke uniform up past her thighs, letting Kodachi hold it back in her hands. Slowly, the red-headed vampire brushed Kodachi's sensitive regions, covered by the bottom part of Kodachi's nearly ever-present leotard.
That was disappointing.
Ranma had been hoping for easily removed panties.
Anyway, Ranma bent her attention to the soft, sensitive flesh on Kodachi's inner thigh, glad she'd taken this sugggestion of Nabiki's judging by the shivering and tension she felt through Kodachi's muscles.
Then came the bite and the wave of exploding physical pleasure tore through Kodachi, eliciting a stuttering, quiet released breath. Each time Ranma took in a mouthful of blood, she felt Kodachi shiver.
The only problem was that the blood from this injury came so quickly that she had to cut off earlier than she had with Nabiki, or risk Kodachi's life before she could be changed.
Crawling up the young girl's body, she noticed with some alarm that Kodachi was already started to nod unconscious.
Slapping Kodachi to focus the girl's attention again. Ranma reached up to her chest and gave a quick cut on her breast, dragging Kodachi's mouth to the wound.
The changes started working through the girl's system. Quickly enough to stop the bleeding from the thigh short of any greater danger.
Ranma made a quick note to herself that the inner thigh would be lethal to a normal human and made introducing a thrall far more rushed than she liked. It was a relief when Kodachi moved forward into Ranma's body and started to raise her arms again to wrap around the red-head's body.
She gently pulled Kodachi's head back and moved down to kiss the girl thoroughly before standing up.
"Well, let's go before someone conscious does walk in on us," Ranma said.
"Eventually, Mistress," Nabiki said. "We need to find a place where we can get past making out."
"Yes, that would be very good, Mistress," Kodachi said longingly.
"You don't think I'm not feeling a tiny frustrated myself?" Ranma asked with a laugh.
Then they were walking out into the bath room and it's half-slumbering guests and on through the locker room.
"Okay, remember, girls," Ranma said. "With everybody else, you still treat me normally."
"Of course, Mistress," they both said at once.
Kodachi left first, with Nabiki, appearing a bit irritated not long behind. Ranma slipped out under the sealed umisenken, confident of no one seeing her.
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