The Formation of Shikima Tokyo

Authors Note: Ranma ½ belongs to the wonderful Rumiko Takahashi-sensei; Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi-sensei, and Viz media. Some elements of LA Blue Girl will be here, but NO characters from that hentai movie will make an appearance here. The character Keita Yamashi, or his Shikima name K’rozak belongs to me. Any similarities in name and person are purely coincidental, and suing me would be pointless, since I do not have any moolah. Now, that’s all cleared up, let’s get on with the story. And thew usual warning about this fic is not fit for readers under the age of 18 still applies, due to its adult nature. ‘Nuff said.

Prologue

‘Stupid Oyaji!” K’rozak grumbled as he made his way to the portal room. His father, one of the Shikima lords, had assigned his son, or at least in K’rozak’s opinion banished him to Earth, or more specifically, the Azabu Juuban area.

K’rozak was proportionately lean for a Shikima, with light blue skin, slightly pointed ears, light amber eyes, with dark pupils, an athlete’s build, and a six-pack abdomen. His cock was around 7 inches long when limp, and 9 when fully erect. He also had the usual complement of phallic tentacles, around 20 or so. All in all, the typical son of a Shikima lord. So why was he being in a foul mood?

He grumbled. Ever since his father found out that he had some rather non-Shikima ideals, his father had tried some rather hare-brained schemes in order to get rid of his ‘weak’ son. But K’rozak was rather well respected within his father’s realm despite his rather outlandish notions, so nothing substantial got out of those schemes. But this time, it seems that his father had made some progress. You see, the Azabu Juuban area was also close to a region called Nerima, where none of the Shikima, even those who were powerful, desired to go there. Besides the threat of the so-called ‘Sailor Senshi’ who were dressed, in some Shikima’s opinion, their dream come true, they still packed a punch in getting rid of powerful demons, and space creatures, that even the Shikima feared.

Secondly, the Nerima area was filled with super-powered martial artists; one whom was rumored had killed a Phoenix demi-god, and defeated a dragon prince. K’rozak fumed. This was exactly the thing that his father had thought of. By sending him there, he was practically rid of his troublesome ‘son’, since he knew that either the Senshi from the Juuban area or those crazy martial artists from Nerima will help him get rid of K’rozak.

Before he reached the portal room, a female voice was heard. “K’rozak, wait.”

He turned around and smirked a little. Before him was his aunt, M’eilat, a female Shikima, who looked like a cross between an elf of some sort, and a wolf. She approached him and gave him a hug. “So it’s true then…. This is the work of my baka brother, I take it?”

K’rozak nodded and said glumly “Yes, Aunt M’eilat… it is. It looks like ‘father’ had finally found a way to be rid of me after all. After all, I am his, in his words… sentimental, useless, and most un-Shikima like failure he had ever seen. I am being banished to a place where certain death awaits me.” His words grew bitter, and held a lot of venom as he recounted his father’s words.

“I see...” M’eilat’s eyes turned cold at her brother’s stupid actions, but she also knew that she could do nothing to rescind his case against her favorite nephew. She then smiled and said. “It is regrettable then, that I have to see you go, nephew… but before you go, I have some things for you.”

She then produced a key and said. “This is the key to my house in the mortal realm, and it so happens that it is located in the place that you are being sent.” She also produced a bank card. “This is a bank card that will allow you to draw money from the account I have set up for you, as well as from my account as well.” She then took a silver bangle and said. “And finally, this bangle will transform you into a human, at least to keep up appearances. I have a housekeeper in my abode, and she has been mine for some time. Her name is Reiko Kunogi… and you may use her as you see fit.”

Before her nephew could protest, she said. “I know about your views, nephew, but frankly, that is one and the only way for us Shikima to regain our energy completely. In our human form, we may consume human foods, but that will only replenish part of our energy. I am sure that you understand that.”

K’rozak nodded. As much as he hated the prospect of bedding a woman for pleasure, what his aunt said made a lot of sense. He then turned to his aunt. “Alright, Aunt M’eilat…. But I will be a gentleman about it. But what name shall I use for my human form? I am sure you have one too.”

M’eilat smiled and nodded. “Yes, nephew… in my human disguise, my name is Mirako Yamashi, and your name would be Keita Yamashi… now get going, you do not want to risk getting killed here.”

K’rozak nodded and turned to give his aunt an affectionate hug, before stepping into the portal. At once, he was engulfed in a bluish light and then he found himself floating down a long bluish tunnel. He then strapped on the bangle his aunt gave him, and assumed his human form. He shrunk a little, about 2 inches from his original size, his eyes turned into a light brown color, and his hair was reddish brown in color. His cock though stayed the same size, and he smiled as he soon saw a light at the end of the tunnel.

He soon dropped into a kneeling position at the end of the portal, and then found himself somewhere. He looked around and smiled. The place that he landed was where his aunt stayed. He must admit, his aunt had very good taste in decorating the place. The décor was a mixture of traditional Japanese, with a touch of Western influences, which leaned heavily to the Victorian age.

He was absorbed in all this, that he did not notice the female kneeling in front of him. “Okaerinasai, Yamashi-sama…” A gentle female voice brought him out of his musings, and he turned his head towards the sound of the voice

He looked down to see a young woman, which looked around her late twenties to early thirties. She had light brown hair that was tied into a ponytail, and she was wearing a simple, yet traditional housewife’s outfit, with an apron. He could tell that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath, as he could see her nipples were visible against the housewife’s uniform. If he could guess, she would be a high C-Cup or even a D-cup at least.

A short burst of arousal shot through his system, as his cock twitched slightly, but he managed to keep it down for the moment and said. “Tadaima, Kunogi-san… I assume that you are the housekeeper that Aunt Mariko has hired?”

“Hai, Yamashi-sama… Mariko-sama has mentioned that she had a nephew, and that he would be staying her for a while.” She then looked up, and K’rozak could see that she had gentle doe-like brown eyes. But there was a deep tinge of sadness in her, which he suspected, Aunt M’eilat did not detect.

K’rozak nodded and said. “I see… well, Kunogi-san… I am not like my aunt, so do not be afraid to call me Keita, all right?”

Reiko looked at the handsome young man in front of her and she blushed, noticing the length of manhood that was growing harder in front of her, K’rozak’s Shikima pheromones were starting to affect her just a bit. “Hai, Keita-sama…” She said, her voice wavering a bit.

Keita just smiled at her and said. “I see that you are affected… it must have been hard for you. I’ll have to do some thing about that later… by the way, did my aunt leave any instructions for you.”

Reiko blushed at the smile her new employer was giving, and nodded. “Ha... hai, Keita-sama… Mariko-sama did say that I was to take care of the house and your needs… all your needs.” She then bowed. “I’ll go and prepare the furo for you, Keita-sama… you must be tired.” She then left, but Keita, being somewhat of a minor empath, could sense a slight tinge of sadness again from her, as well as the scent of arousal from her.

He just shrugged, but he had to admit that his aunt had a very good taste in women as well, but he reminded himself that he was, in general, unlike other Shikima. He also wanted to get to know this woman, who is his housekeeper well enough, and his first mission is to get her to talk about whatever that is bothering her. Although he did not like the thought of having to derive energy by using that method, he had to admit that what his aunt said earlier made a lot of sense. Thus, he slowly walked towards where he thought the bathroom was.


When he entered the bathroom, he saw that Reiko was pouring in some oils into the steaming tub, and he could smell the scents of lilac and lavender in them. “Thank you, Reiko…” He said softly, catching her attention.

She bowed, and flushed slightly. “You... you are welcome, Keita-sama…” He could tell that she was breathing a bit harder now, and he thought he should help her get some relief. “Remove your clothing, Reiko-san…let me help you relieve yourself of whatever I have caused. Then after our bath, we will retire to my room, to talk.”

Reiko blushed but nodded as her hands trembled slightly, and slowly removed her clothing, until she was laid bare before him. Keita smiled as he approached her walked to her side, and pulled her gently to him, so that she leaned against his muscular frame, while one of his hands went down slightly between her legs, and found that she was already quite wet. Also he looked at her flushed face, and erect nipple, he deduced he had to do something for her soon.

He gently and effortlessly carried her in bridal style and stepped into the bath. Reiko flushed as she was carried like this, but somehow, this felt… nice. While this young man, her new master looked only a few years younger than her, she knew better, at least after spending some time with Mariko-sama, who took her in after her unfortunate… incident, which she did not tell her. She snuggled against him, and sighed as she was lowered into the warm water.

She was shocked then, when she felt herself lifted up, and then let out a moan as she felt his cock slide into her. She felt so full with the long shaft inside her, that she did not notice when Keita kissed her tenderly on her lips, looking into her eyes with such kindness. When he broke the kiss, his mouth gently trailed kisses along her now sensitive skin, his hips gently rocking upwards as he thrusted gently into her, and soon she let out a loud moan as she felt his mouth closing over her right nipple.

Keita continued to thrust into the woman, relying on his skills, making a varied rhythm of his thrusts to ensure that she feels enough pleasure, and his hands gently stroked her back, under water, he was pleased to see that she cradled his head against her breast, letting out loud moans of pleasure, which made him even more motivated.

He began to thrust slightly harder now, and he heard Reiko crying out in pleasure, screaming his name in rapture as he felt her climax the first time, which in turn drove him to bring her to even greater heights of pleasure., and he ground his hips upwards harder and harder, a haze of pleasure overcoming him as well, and soon, they both let out loud cries of pleasure, and he felt his seed squirt into her, followed by another screaming orgasm from her, before she slumped forward and he held her gently in his arms.

“I trust that you feel alright now, Reiko-san?” Keita said gently at her, and he smiled as he saw her cheeks turn pink in a light blush, while she just said softly. “H..hai, Keita-sama… than… thank you.” She seemed rather shy now, like a bride after her first wedding night.

“You are wekcome, Reiko-san… now; let’s retire to my room for the night shall we? I believe we have lots to discuss… about you.” He gently withdrew himself from her, and caught he slight moan of disappointment, and smiled when she pouted lightly at him. She looked cute when she pouted, he mentally noted to himself, as he got out of the furo and put on a bathrobe, and waited for her to do likewise, before he led her out of the room, and straight into a comfy bedroom.

He sat on the four poster bed, and noted that the room was a mix of simplicity and elegance, and he made a mental note to thank his aunt for having such a good taste in interior design. He then patted to his lap, and said softly. “Reiko-san, why don’t you sit here? I noticed that you like to cuddle a bit with me.”

Reiko blushed softly at the comment, but nodded as she walked forward and gently sat on his lap, her body automatically leaning against him, and felt comforted to feel one of his arms curled around her waist. This felt so natural, and she was surprised to feel safe in this young man’s arms, especially after what happened to her.

Keita looked at her with a gentle worried expression. “Are you alright, Reiko-chan? You have something that worries you, something that you kept to yourself…deep down in here.” He said as he gently pressed a palm against her breasts, where her heart is. “MY guess is that you did not even tell Aunt Mariko about it…” He then saw her look away, her cheeks turn red, in shame, and somehow he could feel that. He then continued. “But if you are uncomfortable telling it to me now, we can do it some other time. I told you I am not like others of my kind.” He smiled gently at her.

Mariko whipped her head back to look at him, and could see the genuine concern shining in those eyes, and the dam that she had been building to keep her past hurts broke. She let out a soft cry and she clung on to him, weeping softly and began to tell her tale of woe, of how she was happily married, only to find out on her wedding day that she had been jilted, left at the altar alone, as her fiancé cheated on her, bedding her best friend and colleagues in a wild orgy.

She was dishonored due to this incident, and she was cast out of the clan, her parents no longer wanted to do anything with her anymore. She had attempted to commit suicide due to her depression, but Mariko saved her, and gave her a new surname, as well as a job as her housekeeper.

She then said in soft sobbing sounds. “Don’t… don’t leave me… Kei... Kei-kun… I don’t know… don’t know… If I… If I….” She never got to finish her words as Keita gently kissed her on her lips, making her eyes grow wide. He gently broke the kiss and gently shook his head. “I will never leave you- Reiko-chan… you are mine, remember? And when I claim someone as my own, and I mean, not in bondage… I will never let that person go…EVER. In time, Reiko-chan… you will bear my clan name. I can promise you that.”

Reiko looked at him and then her eyes shone with happy tears, and she snuggled against him, understanding what he said. She blushed at his last words, knowing that was some kind of engagement promise he made her, but she instinctively knew that he would keep his word. “Arigatou, Kei-kun…” She said shyly.

“You are welcome, Reiko-chan… now let us retire for the night, shall we? Tomorrow you can take me to explore the neighborhood.” He gently lifted her off him, and removed both their clothing, and then gently carried her onto the bed, and lay on it, and pulled her close to her.

“Hai…Oyasumi, Kei-kun…” Reiko said shyly, blushing softly at both their nakedness, as she snuggled against him, resting her head against his chest, and soon she fell fast asleep, a peaceful smile on her face.

“Oyasumi… Reiko-chan..” Keita smiled as he gently brushed her hair, smiling at her angelic look that she had when she was asleep. He gently kissed her forehead before wrapping his arms around her, and then he too, closed his eyes and fell asleep himself.

End of Prologue

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