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Disclaimer: This is a parody inspired by the works of Takahashi Rumiko. All
characters (except those that I create or have borrowed from other sources
belong to her. I have no money, so please don't sue me. Thank you very much.

Coded: no sex, magic, rom



Ranma : The Dreamstone Part 3
by C. King ([email protected])

Ranma woke up refreshed and full of energy. He felt better than he had felt
in a long time. 'I might not know about solving my problems, but this stone
seems to be able to give me a goodnight sleep. That makes it worth it. I'm
going to keep using it if it can keep giving me such a good night's sleep. I
could use it.'

Ranma smiled as he he thought back to the dreams that he had last night.
Images of Kasumi and Shampoo in various forms of dress and undress flashed
through his mind. He could feel his crouch tightening in reaction to those
images. 'Guess that they have affected me more than I know. I hope that we
could come to some agreement that could make everybody feel better.'

He thought of the other woman that had been after him and his heart. 'Akane.
I use to think that I love her and wanted to be engaged to her. I should have
known that we would never had worked out. Not with that anger problem. Anyone
that would want to date her would have to be able take a lot of damage or be
able to calm her down.'

'Ukyo is a different issue. I don't have feelings for her like a lover, but
I do have feelings towards her like a brother with a sister. But she seems so
focused on me.' Ranma sighed over this. 'My best bet is to find her a new
boyfriend that could take care of her needs better than I can. Cause I can't
see myself living just to cook anyways.'

'Don't get me started with Kodachi. Just having to deal with the madness
of that family is enough to cool off my lusts. The fact that she can get
extremely scary with that freakish laugh and that obsession with black
roses... Ugh!'

'And if ignore Nabiki as she doesn't seem my type or even interested in me,
that leaves just my two fiancees. Shampoo and Kasumi.' Ranma frowned at the
next thought. 'Which brings up the question of what I am going to do with the
choice. I hate to pull a Kuno, especially with his mind being mush, but I
really can't choose between the two of them. Both are sexy in their own way.'

Images of Kasumi and Shampoo, living with him together, flashed through his
mind. 'If it was only that simple.' Ranma then looked down at his crouch.
'Still, it looks like I need some extra time in the dojo to work this off.
Either that or a cold bath.' Ranma finished getting dressed and headed off
to the dojo.



Meanwhile in the same house...

Kasumi was cooking breakfast in the kitchen, humming a happy little tune. She
had one of the best night's sleep that she had ever had. Filled with exciting
dreams. 'So naughty in nature. But for once it was nice to be a little
naughty. Especially with my sexy fiance. Though why Shampoo was in my dreams
is still a puzzle for me.'

Kasumi stopped for a minute and thought about Shampoo. She was an extremely
beautiful and perky woman. She did have her faults, like using magic to
seduce Ranma and having trouble learning Japanese, but she was a nice girl.
'It wouldn't be too bad to share Ranma with her. Too bad we can both be
legally married to Ranma.'

Kasumi thought for a minute, 'Why can we both have Ranma? Maybe there is a
way that we can both have Ranma? Who knows what kind of secrets that might be
hidden in Amazon laws? Or the kind of loopholes that could be hidden in the
laws of my homeland?' For once, Kasumi's mind turned from the issue of legal
learning than the medical research that she did in her moments of peace.

'But where am I going to find books on the law? I could try the library or
take some of my cookies to a law office and see if I could trade them for
access to the books that I need.' Kasumi returned to the cooking as she
thought about the snacks that she would need to seek the knowledge that she
wanted.



A distance away, in the Nekohaten...

Shampoo had a great night, full of the dreams that she had every night
involving her airen. Her beloved husband. 'But why too too nice girl in
dreams. Not Shampoo's normal dream. Not make dream bad. Dream was too too
good. Still odd.' The thought flickered through her mind for a minute. She
could feel her pussy tingle at the idea.

'Still Shampoo has to convince husband that Shampoo loves him. Shampoo scared
that Ranma no love Shampoo. That why Shampoo use magic to make Ranma love
Shampoo.' Then a hit of guilt crossed her. 'But if Shampoo forces Ranma to
love her with magic, he not really love Shampoo.'

Shampoo frowned at the sadness of her foolish actions. Then she perked up
again. "Shampoo no use magic on Ranma anymore. Shampoo be honest to Ranma and
hope that he loves Shampoo as much as Shampoo loves him."

Shampoo's smile then turned sly. "Still, Shampoo can use other ways of
convincing Ranma. Ways that not magic, yet hold own magic." She turned to the
mirror that was hanging in her room. She was dressed in a silken slip that
she used to sleep. She moved her hands up and down her body. Lingering on her
most private areas. The sensitivity of her body amazed even her.

She knew that she had a hot body, a lovely face and the hint of the exotic in
this strange land. Just as her husband was exotic to her. It was part of his
sex appeal. "So how can Shampoo seduce her Airen? What can Shampoo offer
him?"

The thoughts of common interest that they shared, of what they could offer
each other came into her mind. Her cunning mind that had been focusing on
magic schemes before was now moving to the idea of other methods of
seduction.



Back at the Tendo home...

Ranma came in from his workout in the dojo. Practising his art over and over
again. Perfecting it was Kata at a time. Then the thought came into his mind,
'Maybe I have been a little lazy. I have been reacting to my opponents,
rather than confronting them with moves that I have developed. I have been on
the defencive, not on the offencive.'

He ponder how he could start this new form of trying. 'I would need a
training partner that could keep up with my power level, but whom I could
trust with secrets.' He thought. 'That would leave out Pops, the old Freak
and Ryoga. The old Ghoul is a possibility, but I still might have trouble
trusting her.'

Ranma wandered into the dinning room to see that the table was almost set
with the breakfast meal. Then Kasumi came into the room with the final bowel.
Ranma came up the the older woman and sniffed at her. He could smell the
whiff of a subtle perfume. Something that smelled of different types of
fruits. Melon, lemons, a hint of apple. It was link there was a fruit salad
following her.

"Kasumi, what is that perfume that you're wearing?" Ranma asked, placing a
hand on her arm. Guiding her to face him.

"Ranma-kun, I don't wear perfume." Kasumi said confused at the notion that
Ranma had put forth. Her nose crinkled in a cute way before she came up with
the answer.

"I do have cleaning supplies that have the scent of fruits in them. It's
possible that I have picked up a little bit of the scent. Do you like it
Ranma-kun?" A blush came over her face as she looked into Ranma's eyes.

"I have to say that it suits you. It's delicious and has the hint of the good
things that come from the kitchen. Like a desert. It's one of the two best
smells that I have ever smelled." Ranma said. He did not mention the second
was the mixture of lilacs and lilies that hung off of Shampoo. Fortunately,
Kasumi did not ask Ranma what the second smell was.

Kasumi herself was sniffing at Ranma, breathing in the muskiness that was in
his sweat. It held a spice blend of smells. "I also like the way that you
smell, but I think that it might be best if you take a bath before breakfast.
The others might not enjoy your scent as I do." Kasumi's blush turned a
deeper red.

It was at that moment that they discovered that their faces were closer
together, were in a good distance for a kiss. Acting on instinct, Ranma
leaned in and kissed Kasumi. The eyes of the two, which were open, widen at
the surprise of the action of the young man. It had been an innocent kiss
and had been short.

But both of them were now blushing of the flush of excitement that was coming
from the tingling of their lips. "I have to go wash up." Said Ranma as he
rushed across the floor with his normal rapidness and headed upstairs.

Kasumi stood stunned, yet happy. A soft smile crossed her reddened face.
'That was like the dream that I had last night. I didn't know that Ranma
cared about me like that.'

Then the reality sat into her that she was Ranma's fiancee. His future wife
in conflict with the women that were chasing the man that she had feelings
for. Images of Shampoo crossed her mind. Images of sharing. 'That might be
interesting, but is it possible. I have to look up those laws. But I want to
have Ranma to desire me as I desire him.'

'I know how to be a good housewife and I do have some experience handling
money when I can get it away from Nabiki... I just don't know what else I
have to do to satisfy a husband. Especially one like Ranma.' Kasumi thought
to those that can help her. One name came up. 'Auntie Nodoka. She's had
experience having a martial artist as a husband. Plus if she could handle a
bad husband like Uncle Genma, she might be able to help me keep a good one
like Ranma.'

'Plus she might be able to help me find the holes in the law that might help
me understand the law enough to see if it would be possible for Shampoo and
I to share Ranma with each other.' Kasumi thought as she gathered her things.
Hoping that she might find the help that she needed from her future
mother-in-law.



Elsewhere...

Mousse was a little puzzled at his feelings this morning. After the strange
dream that he had last night, his devotion to Shampoo seemed to be a little
silly. 'She really doesn't love me. All of this time chasing her and she
can't stand me. Maybe that was what the dream had been telling me.'

Mousse had devoted himself to Shampoo, not thinking about his needs save his
love of Shampoo. Now he realized that he might not be in love with Shampoo.
The fact was that Shampoo didn't want him or even need him. It made him
realize that he might need to look outside the narrow little view he had
developed.

'But where could I look for love? Most of the women in this part of Nerima
are after Ranma. They're about as obsessive as I was. But perhaps I could
convince them to change their mind.' The image of a dark haired girl with
long hair came into his mind. But he wasn't sure who it was. It could have
been either Ukyo or Kodachi, as the young woman in his mind was cloaked in
shadows. Strangely, he was a little hopeful that such a woman might have an
interest in him.

'Still there would need a lot of work with those woman. Both are devoted to
Ranma. Kodachi has mental problems that make her hard to handle. Ukyo's dream
is to make the perfect Okonomiyaki and the restaurant to sell them in. Those
issues might make romance a little difficult.' Mousse thought to himself.
'But then what love was ever easy? Love is being able to work on it day by
day to perfect it as you live it.'

'I guess that I'll have to look up information on Okonomiyaki and Rhythmic
Gymnastics. That way when I can decide which woman I should pursue, I'll be
able to help them with their dreams. Then they might be able to make my
dreams come true as well. Including a loving relationship.' Mousse stopped
sweeping and headed to the library.

Watching him run off, was Cologne. She knew that some kind of magic was
affecting them all. Herself included. She had a mild headache as two sets
of memories battled in her mind. She had developed skills with this kind of
conflict. Being so close to two powerful tribes that were based around magic
and living next to a cursed site made her use to the chaos spells could
bring.

"Something major is happening. The question is... which is it, good or bad?"
The elder looked at the information that the new memories had been telling
her. The fact that Akane was not the Tendo's choice for fiancee any longer.
That fate had befallen the elder Tendo sister. A woman that seemed to be more
in control of herself than the youngest Tendo.

"This seems to have a more positive angle with the marriage of my great
granddaughter. Akane would not have been the most receptive to the idea of a
marriage involving more than one woman. Since this idea had been popping up
in my mind since last night, the magic behind these changes seems to be
moving in this manner."

Cologne had thought kindly of the Tendo daughter. She had some of the same
rough edges that one of her daughters had. It had caused trouble till Cologne
was able to buff them out. She had been trying to help out the younger girl
with her problems and her martial arts. 'As long as she didn't keep my future
son-in-law from my great granddaughter. I had even tried to let her see that
there could be other men that she might be interested in.'

'Gods know that I have tried to get her and Ryoga together. But the flames
of romance didn't seem to spark well enough with those two. At least with my
efforts. Who knows with this spell in effect.' Cologne turned in her thoughts
to the likely source of this mystical force. There had been many sources of
magic in the region over the time that she had came to this neighbourhood.
But they all eventually came to the same place. "Son-in-Law. He must be
connected to this. I am going to have to keep an eye on him."



Upstairs...

Shampoo was going over the attributes that she had that might attract or
repel her husband. 'Major thing that make Shampoo ugly to husband other than
Shampoo forcing Shampoo on him is fact Shampoo become cat.' Her curse did
place a large wall between her and her beloved. But she wasn't sure what she
could do about that. 'Must ask great grandmother for help with curse.'

'But Shampoo also have much in common with beloved. Both love martial arts.
We could be spar partners. Shampoo has too too good body. Make love much much
fun. Shampoo is too too good cook. Ranma loves to eat Shampoo food.' Shampoo
thought as she looked at herself in the mirror. 'Shampoo must also find out
much much more about Airen. Then Shampoo and Airen have much much fun.'

Shampoo thoughts then turned to her dream involving Kasumi. 'Maybe Shampoo
befriend too too nice girl. She and Shampoo could be good friends. Nice girl
and Shampoo love to cook. We learn much from each other.' Shampoo thought to
herself, adding, 'Plus Nice girl has too too sexy body.' Shampoo's mind
turned to the gutter as she picture the oldest Tendo sister in the buff. In
tight clothing. Covered with whip cream.

'Perhaps Shampoo visit Airen today.' Shampoo moved to her closet and tried to
pick out the outfit that would best flatter herself in front of her beloved.
She had the time as the shop was closed today due to her great grandmother's
urging.

She looked at the collection of wool and silk clothing that she had brought
over from home and had bought in this nature. Shampoo mainly had silk outfits
as she loved the soft feeling the fabric had on her sensitive skin. Looking
over at the outfits she saw a red silken Chinese style dress. One that kinda
looked like the one that was in her dream last night. 'Dress look like one in
dream with Airen. Is too too sexy. Also matches Shampoo's ruby eyes and
contrast Shampoo's hair.'

A smile crossed the young female hero woman's face. Images of the reaction of
her Airen's face when he saw her in this little dress. She knew that she had
to put it on. Moving quickly, she was soon in the dress and had her red
slippers on. Added a little jewelry in the form of an armband, bracelets and
earrings. Putting on a little make up. Styling her hair to the perfect form.
She was soon ready for a day with her love.

"Airen not know what hit him when he sees Shampoo. Maybe even take Shampoo on
date." Shampoo said, her perkiness peeking through. She then ran to the Tendo
home. Hoping to see the lucky young man.

    

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