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Lies of the Heart	By : odysseus93 Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 5269 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma 1/2, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story (and probably couldn't even if I wanted to).

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It had been almost three years since that most fateful day, where everything in her world came unglued. Even now she couldn’t remember much of that day, except for the spray of blood that was everywhere, and her brother screaming some panicked nonsense at her. She unconsciously grasped her left wrist where, others had said, she had hacked away in frenzy. She herself couldn’t remember any of it. Now she was being reminded of it all with the very face that had caused it all.
“No! You know that isn’t correct Kuno-San. It was never her fault.”
The voice of reason was attempting to interject itself into the now wildly spinning gears of her mind. It did that a lot lately. Damn therapist and her drugs! Always making her think straight. Where was the fun in that? Still, there she was, the one who shared his bed, shared his seed, shared his pleasures and desires. By all the Gods, it should have been her! Not that blue-haired peasant.
“Wrong again. He didn’t want you. You scared him away.”
“Oh be quiet” she spoke silently to herself. Reason had an annoying way of interjecting at the most uninvited moments. Even if it did speak truth.
Forcing herself to appraise the woman across the street, a touch of snobbishness crossed her mind. “Well,well, well” Kodachi thought to herself. “It seems you’re still a bit big in the ass Mrs. Saotome.” It was a catty thing to say, but to Kodachis’ wicked delight, there was truth to it.
She continued to watch as the blue-haired shade from her past looked one way and then another, and then down to her watch. She appeared to be waiting for someone. From that small gesture, a deep fear bit into the pit of Kodachi's stomach. The realization struck her that the little big-butted kitchen destroyer was probably waiting for. . . him. Could she stand seeing him again? Seeing him smile again at someone other than her?
“Get a grip Kuno”, her inner voice chided. “You haven't gone through almost two years of therapy just to lose it at a cafe! Relax”, she said to herself again. “Your medication is working. What's past is past. Let it go!” Still, she continued to watch out the window as her hands started to tremble. Despite all the talking and reasoning she had done, both in therapy and out, it still tore at her. Her reason told her that what she thought she had in the past was a fantasy. A lie she told herself to cover the pain of loneliness and isolation. A lie she wantonly indulged in for no more than the sake of believing that there might be one decent man who might love her. Might want her for more than her money, or an expensive night’s piece of kinky ass.
Glancing out the window again, she warred inside herself as to what to do, and then saw someone coming up the street. The blue-haired head turns to see the person coming and then smiled. It was too late to escape now, too late to avoid a face that still haunted her late at night when it was just her and her hand. A face she dredged up with eyes closed whenever she deigned to rip the spunk from some boy-toy, pretending for a flew fleeting moments that it was him in her hands. Her mind sputtered a desperate prayer, “Dear Gods, please spare me this moment. I don't nee...what?”
Her thoughts stopped as she realized it wasn't him, but someone else. She let her breath go, realizing that she had been holding it in, and as the person approached little miss smiley, she realized who it was. “Oh joy, it’s the pizza girl.” The panic that had gripped her only moments before faded just as quickly into bemusement as she realized it was just another rival from the past. “You’re a little old for the schoolboy uniform aren't you miss Kunonji?” she catted off again.”All we need now is the Chinese hick and her bouncy fluff bags, and we can all have a nasty reunion.”
Relieved by the fact that she would probably not have to deal with any overwhelming emotions, she watched the two interact while sipping on the rest of her espresso. They looked to move along soon, which suited Kodachi just fine but, that's when she noticed something.
Their body language expressed something that shouldn't be. They seemed, close. When Akane's hand casually reached up and moved a lock of Ukyo's hair away from her eyes, every personal radar within Kodachi shot to maximum. She had been Captain of an all-girls rhythmic gymnastics squad for three years, and she could spot the furtive gestures of Sapphic intimacy a kilometer away. She herself had used that to her own advantage on several occasions. Yet, she had to admit, she could be wrong. After all they had been friends for a while despite the fiancé debacle. The next moment however shot that thought out the window she was staring through.
They made the movement to walk away together when Kunonji woman briefly stopped. Akane had gotten to almost arms reach away when Ukyo reach out and grabbed Akane's upper arm, yanking her back abruptly. Surprised, Akane had no time to react when lips met lips, leading with a moist tongue that forced itself into Akane's mouth. Kodachi's jaw practically hit the floor. There should have been a doubled up fist from Akane, sending the cheeky pizza girl into orbit, but that wasn't happening. At first surprised, Akane relaxed, and then reciprocated the kiss! the two of them locked in an embrace that would have been a shameless display had they been boy and girl.
Actually, it all fell into place at that moment. Ukyo had disguised her sex for some time when she first arrived in Nerima. Something having to do with family honor. As such, when properly done, she made a very credible bishonen boy. She had been mistaken as such for a bit, and had made several young girls swoon. Thus, had anyone actually been watching, they would have assumed a cute boy and girl were engaged in an inappropriate public display of affection, and nothing more. Propriety would have made eyes turn away. And Kodachi was certain at the moment that these two tongue wrestling women were convinced no one was watching.
The kiss was deep, uninhibited, and passionate. It only lasted a few seconds or so, but it was hot enough to even press the buttons of her own desires. And along with it, kick-start the machinations of her more devious mind. 'Surely' the dark voice began speaking, 'Mrs Saotome's husband could not possibly know, or approve of his wife's, and supposedly best friends, illicit rendevous.'
She continued to watch as the two women slowly separated, blue hair suddenly whipping back and forth, eyes wide to see if they had been observed by anyone, followed by a quick slap to the pizza girls arm. Laughter ensued as the taller woman extended her arm. with the other taking said arm, as they began to walk down the street.
This opportunity could not be ignored. This had to be investigated, and quickly. She threw down money on the table as soon as the couple were out of sight, and shot out of the door. From there, Kodachi did something she had not down in a very long, long time. Leaping upwards, she took to the rooftops and street-poles in hot pursuit of her prey.
Stifling the cackle that threatened to rise up out of her throat, she began tailing the two women to see where they ended up. It had been awhile since she had done this, and was out of practice, but like riding a bicycle, the muscle and sinew of her gymnasts’ body responded as it had in the past. Staying just far enough away to remain undetected, she stopped as they stopped, with the appearance that they were considering something, with the taller boy/girl persuading the blue haired one to follow her..into..a love motel!?
Kodachi almost lost her grip from the joyous shock of it all. She never believed the fates really cared about her in any way, and did not bother to trust anything even remotely close to good fortune. But this situation was beyond denial. An opportunity of such epic proportion had been dumped squarely into her lap, and she would be damned to the perdition that she deserved if she was going to ignore it, no matter what the voice of reasoned screamed at her.
A smile spread across her lips, and had any one who knew the Kuno woman had seen it, it would have brought on a cause for great concern. Such a smile had not graced the face of Kodachi in almost three years. Despite the medication. Despite the therapy. Indeed, for spites sake itself, she had a chance to get the man of her desires. The beauty of it was, she really wouldn't have to do anything, except find a way put it under his nose, and then catch the falling pieces.
Leaping away, her mind churned and argued with itself, but it didn't matter anymore. Whatever turmoil was happening in her mind and heart, what was important was she felt alive again! There was a chance, ever so slim, of her achieving her hearts true desire. And by all the Gods she cursed and offended, she would take that chance!
There was no holding it back now, and despite her best efforts to contain it, it ripped from her throat like an escaped convict. An hysterical laughter of delicious evil saw the light of day for the first time in quite a while.
“AHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
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