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chapter the seventh
Bath-time for P-chan
Ranma ½ ? Never heard of it.
“One please.” Ukyo asked. “Oh, and is it okay for me to bring my pig?” she displayed the aforementioned swine. It was mercilessly eyeballed by the crow-like bath-house attendant. P-chan held up admirably under the unpleasant woman's suspicious gaze.
“Is he housebroken?”
“Bu'kee” replied the deeply offended Sus scrofa.
“Oh yes,”added Ukyo, mostly suppressin
by ~swatrzwald
No Depression Ch.6No DepressionNo Depression Ch.6
Chapter the sixth:
I Want You Around
I do not own Ranma ½
Ryoga did not enjoy the gym, The average weight machine was of very little use to someone who could shot-put an engine block. Initially he had hovered around Ukyo as she did her routine. That had proven to be a mistake, as hot, sweaty, grunting Ukyo made him very, very uncomfortable. Eventually he discovered an unused heavy bag off in one corner and busied himself with that. He tried to keep his blows light but it still jerked around like a
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No Depression Ch5No Depression Chapter the Fifth:No Depression Ch5
Lemon? Tropical fruit of an unverified nature.
Ranma1/2 is only one of a vast number of things I do not own
Ukyo contentedly floated in a sea of warmth. She eventually came to be in that blissful state of being known as “awake enough to know you're asleep”. She was aware of being held. No one had held her like this since she was little. It was nice. She could feel his hand on her stomach. It was definitely a man's hand. Nature would not be so unkind as
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No Depression Ch4No DepressionNo Depression Ch4
Chapter the fourth
Ogling
“Yah!” Ryoga parried the weak spatula strike with his umbrella. Ukyo just barely missed dodging the counter-strike. “Oof!” She grunted as she spun to the ground. She tried to get back to her feet, but only made it to her hands and knees.
“I think that's enough for today.” Ryoga said, concerned. Ukyo didn't look so good. “It's starting to get dark.” He reasoned in the face of her furious glare, the effect of which was only slightly diminished b
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what? I'm polite.
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Ryoga: Okay then im going to Nekonron china.
Ranma: Yea right Ryoga, you cant go to the bathroom without getting lost, it'd take you years to get to China.
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Too clever is dumb
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LOL KAT!
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o_O What, you thought I'd put something intelligent here?
Why would I do that?
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