"WHAT?" repeated Genma. "Tendo no! Don't do this!"

Soun looked at his friend, "She won't stop until we're all dead, otherwise. Saotome, my friend, 
you have someone waiting for you back home. You have a family to begin. I can't allow 
anything to happen to you. If doing this will ensure your future, then this is what I'll do."

Moriko floated in front of Soun and landed. "You would sacrifice yourself for your friend?"

Soun nodded, "I would."

She took a step back, brought her hand level with Soun's heart and focused her energies into a 
ball, intending to obliterate the man where he stood. Soun, for his part, kept his gaze fixed upon 
her, steady and unflinching. He stared death in the face with courage and conviction...far 
different than the man who, not long ago, was trembling merely speaking to her. Very intriguing, 
indeed.

Softening her gaze, Moriko closed her fist, dissipating the energy and lowered her hand. She 
couldn't bring herself to simply kill such a curiosity. Tilting her head to the side, she suggested, 
"I'll make you a deal. I will allow your friend to go on his way. And, instead of killing you, you 
will become my servant for one year. What do you say?"

Soun didn't have to ponder the suggestion long, "Okay, I'll do it. Just let me have a moment to 
say goodbye to my friend."

Moriko nodded, "Just a moment."

Soun turned back to Genma and his friend gave him a hug. "Tendo! Why? Why are you doing 
this?" Genma asked.

"I've already given my reasons, Saotome. She's already been more merciful than I thought. We 
shouldn't try to push our luck. So promise that you won't try to rescue me or anything, okay? 
Promise me that you will start your family and live well."

Tears began to stream down Genma's face. Reluctantly, he nodded in agreement. "I don't know 
how I can ever repay you for this! Ah! I know. You have my pledge that *when* your dreams 
come true and you have a family and dojo of your own, I shall give a child of mine to you, to 
marry a child of yours. I swear this upon my honor as a man and as your friend."

"S-Saotome..." stuttered Soun, getting misty himself.

"It's time," commanded Moriko. She walked over to Soun and put her hand on her shoulder. 
Both were enveloped in a bright light and disappeared, leaving Genma alone.




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Ranma1/2: Legacy

Tangent 1

Soun & Moriko





It was almost one year to the day since that night. Soun thought back to that moment as he did 
many times before. Whatever happened to his friend? Was he okay? Did he get married like he 
said he wanted to? Would Genma even remember him? All of the questions made him nervous. 
He would be finding out all the answers soon. In only three more days, recompense would have 
been paid and he would be a free man.

It was as if he were being reborn. What changed in the outside world while he was there? There 
were so many things to rediscover, he felt like a child again. It hadn't been all bad while he was 
there in Moriko's castle. True, the first few months were hell on him. Moriko proved to be quite 
the harsh mistress. As time wore on, though, it seemed as though it wasn't in her nature to be 
unnecessarily cruel and couldn't bring herself to do that to him anymore. Three or so months into 
his time there, she totally dropped the act and became kinder and treated him with more respect. 
It could be said that they became friends. Still, it was going to be a relief to finally be free.

Soun looked about the palatial structure, as he finished his cleaning duties. With the hard wood 
floors, the ornate floral designs on the walls and decorative arrangements that furnished many of 
the rooms, it truly was a page out of history. He had mixed feelings, knowing that he would 
probably never see any of these things again. Prison though it was, he had grown comfortable 
with his surroundings.

He put the cleaning supplies in their proper place, the looked out of one of the windows. The sun 
was slowly setting into the western horizon, marking the end of the day. The mixed feelings 
welled up again as he came to the realization that he would only experience two more sunsets 
from that window.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Moriko appeared behind him, without a sound. It always startled him when 
she did that. After a year, though, he learned to detect her presence when she came close, so she 
wouldn't have that effect on him anymore. "That's why I love it here. The view at sunset is 
breathtaking."

"Is there anything you need, mistress?" Soun asked, being as professional as possible. This close 
to freedom, he didn't want there to be any mishaps to mess things up.
 
Moriko shook her head. "Everything's been taken care of with your usual exemplary job." She 
smiled softly at him, "You're free to do as you wish tonight." 

"Thank you, mistress," said Soun, bowing. With that, he turned and walked away. As he did so, 
Moriko's smile drooped to a sad frown.

**	**

After being dismissed, Soun went directly to the bathroom. Cleaning the castle was grimy work 
and he relished the opportunity to get cleaned up. The bathroom itself was about as big as some 
apartments he'd seen. The sink, which was made of finely polished marble and plated with gold, 
was situated by the entrance. Three statues decorated the room; two in the front besides the 
doorway and the sink and one larger statue in the center, which poured and endless flow of water 
into the tub which was so grand itself, it looked like one of the heated pools in a bathhouse.

After scrubbing the grime away and rinsing himself off at the stool in front of the sink, he sunk 
his entire body, save his head into the large pool of warm water. This was always one of his 
favorite times of the day, when he could sit back and let the water soothe the aches and tensions 
away. 

He was going to drift off to sleep right there, if the sounds of bare feet hitting the tile floor hadn't 
stirred him. He turned around, finding Moriko standing in front of the bath, looking at him with 
that soft smile of hers. Soun rose enough so that only his chest emerged from the water to 
address her. "Mistress. Was there something you forgot to mention before?"

Again, she shook her head. "No. Everything's fine. I just thought I would join you, tonight." She 
undid the binding which held her kimono in place and allowed it to slide off of her shoulders. It 
wasn't unusual for them to share a bath, especially after that afore mentioned three month period. 
Usually, though, it would be part of his duties, as he would bathe her. Sex was also a regular part 
of their baths. At first, it was as if he were her toy, which she used to get herself off with often. 
Though it seemed to evolve into being about their mutual pleasure, Soun wasn't sure how much 
feeling she really had behind it. 

He always found it hard to resist her, though. Even after a year of servitude under her, he was 
still mesmerized by her beauty. As she stood before him, he drunk in her image...her form was as 
perfect as you could get; creamy smooth skin, every inch of which begged to be caressed; large, 
pert breasts with hard, puffy nipples which were ready to dance with his tongue; and cherry 
blossom sweet lips which gave kisses that could melt the coldest heart. Her most curious feature, 
however, just above her glittering pussy (which had always been a forbidden area except for the 
occasional, wayward tongue) was her rock hard cock. 

Soun had heard of rare occasions where women (and in even rarer occasions, men) were born 
androgynous in such a way. He had even heard of secret tribes of women scattered in the 
wilderness of places like China, which were born so. But this was the first time he had met a 
female so equipped. She wasn't shy about using it either as he had been on the receiving end of it 
in every one of their encounters. Part of his punishment to be sure, but even that he got used to. 
Length wise, they were the same size, but since she wasn't as tall as he was, it looked bigger than 
it really was.

This encounter looked to be different already than the others. Instead of diving right into things, 
she stood there giving him a hopeful look, as if she were asking permission. She was the 
mistress...he didn't know why she would wait now. Still, he stood all the way up, revealing his 
own erection, which he kept hidden beneath the water, and extended his hand to her. Smiling 
wider, Moriko took his hand and stepped into the tub with him. 

Not wasting anymore time, she reached behind his head and kissed the crux of his neck. She then 
set a trail downward, lightly brushing her lips over his increasingly sensitive body. She took 
great care, circling his nipples with her tongue, running her hands up and down his washboard 
abs as she did so. 

Continuing downward, Moriko knelt down, which sunk her bust deep into the water and brought 
her eye level with his engorged member. She circled the head of his shaft with her tongue, using 
the same care she did with his nipples. Soun sucked in a deep breath and closed his eyes, 
reveling in the sensations. She had never been this attentive to him before.

No longer satisfied with the tease, Moriko engulfed Soun's cock with her mouth, bobbing her 
head, slowly at first, but quickly picking up the pace. As she did so, she took his balls in hand 
and massaged them carefully. What felt like waves of electricity crackled from her massaging 
hand, pricking at his sack and overwhelming his senses. 

"Mistress!" Soun panted. "I'm cumming!"

She removed his cock from her mouth just long enough to favor him with a smile. She then 
replaced her lips around it and pumped faster. Unable to hold off anymore, he shot stream after 
stream of jizz into her mouth. She swallowed all that he had to offer her, careful not to let even a 
single drop escape.

Moriko scooted out of the way so that Soun could collapse against the tub, his legs too shaky to 
support him. He rested his arms on the edge of the tub, and panted heavily, recovering from the 
intense climax his mistress had brought him too. As he knelt there gathering his strength, Mariko 
maneuvered herself behind him and after lathering her own cock with some of her scented soap, 
she pushed her way into his rear portal. Soun gasped at the surprise intrusion. Instead of forcing 
things along, she pleasurefully manipulated him into place. Clever.

Slowly pistoning herself in and out, she leaned over, wrapping her arms around his stomach. 
She's had humans of various sorts before, but they only served to satisfy her sexual appetites.  
However, this man, more exquisite than anyone else she had encountered, filled her with so 
many emotions, she realized how empty the rest of her experiences were. Those feelings 
compounded the pleasure she received whenever she was with him. So good it was, in fact, that 
even though she had only been fucking him for a short amount of time, she had reached the point 
where she couldn't stave off her orgasm any longer.

"AAAH!" She wailed, throwing her head back. Her body trembled violently as she shot stream 
after stream of demonic jizm within her lover. 

She fell onto Soun's back again, still trembling from her incredible, supernatural orgasm. She 
couldn't believe she allowed a human to have such a profound effect on her. To her, humans 
were supposed to be mere sustenance to sate her lust. Whenever they had sex, she was left light-
headed. His proximity caused her to blush despite herself. The simple thought of him made her 
heart race; it was all so damned confounding. 

Moriko nipped lightly at his neck and stroked his back with her breasts. Spent though she was, 
she wanted more. She wanted to experience as much of these new feelings as she could...she 
wanted to experience every bit of him as she could in the last few days they had left. "Soun," she 
whispered into his ear.

"Yes, my mistress?" he answered, breathlessly.

She stood up and held out her hand, "Come with me."


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It was funny; despite the numerous times they had sex, Soun was never allowed into her 
bedroom. He didn't really think about that until she led him by the hand into the once off limits 
area. It was as if he entered an entirely different house. The ceiling was vaulted with a chandelier 
in the middle providing illumination. The bed was the biggest he had ever seen. It had four 
columns at every end, it's own curtains and looked as if six could sleep on it comfortably at 
once.  Antique sculptures and pieces of furniture were all over as well. This must've been where 
his now ex-master had robbed her almost two years ago...figured. Probably why she didn't trust 
him in there also.

Moriko wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss pleasantly interrupted 
Soun's survey of the room. Once again, Soun found it funny. Sex was plentiful with her, but 
there was never any real intimacy. Usually, there was fondling to get aroused, the act 
itself...always her on top...and maybe a few pleasantries before she dismissed him. This was their 
first mouth-to-mouth kiss and from the way her tongue probed his mouth, she was every bit as 
hungry for it as he. 

'He must've had quite a few partners before,' Moriko surmised. 'He kisses very well.' She 
would've been satisfied to stand there the rest of the night, lost in the kiss, but she disengaged 
anyway. She had something else in mind for his skillful lips. She sauntered over to the king sized 
bed and rested on her elbows upon it, opening her legs to him. She beckoned him to share his 
passionate kiss with her there by reaching around her, once again, erect penis and slightly parting 
her second set of 'salivating' lips with a finger.

The night of firsts continued. Not one to turn down such a gracious invitation, Soun followed and 
positioned his head between her legs. Starting at the top of her anal opening, he flattened his 
tongue and gave her a slow, broad lick upwards, lapping up her juices. Moriko gasped loudly and 
fell back upon the bed. She never allowed anyone to touch her there before. She couldn't believe 
how deep the sensations resonated within her, especially by just one stroke.

Soun continued his ministrations, licking up the rest of her nectar, which had always been 
neglected previously. He had always read, or heard of stories that described a woman's sexual 
juices as sweet honey or the like. From his own experiences, he recognized those descriptions as 
the metaphoric romanticizations they were. With Moriko, however, those descriptions were quite 
literal. Perhaps it was her demonic aura at work, he didn't know, but hers were as good as the 
juice from the freshest fruit.

As her human companion greedily drank from her fountain, Moriko's eyes rolled to the back of 
her head and she moaned loudly. This man was every bit as exquisite as she suspected. She 
cursed herself for not allowing their play to reach this point in the past. 

What came next happened without Soun even thinking. Even though he had one of the biggest 
climaxes in his entire life mere moments ago, his cock ached. Although it thoroughly enjoyed the 
attention it got from her mouth, it begged to be put to its proper use. So after he drank his fill of 
her, he positioned it over her orifice and plowed his way in. Moriko's eyes flew open and she 
howled as if to wake the dead. She had experienced her first vaginal orgasm. 

"Oh! Oh G-" She stopped herself. She knew it wasn't for one such as her to call upon the 
Creator, even in such a moment of bliss. She doubted she could've gotten those two simple 
words out anyway. She was panting so hard; one would think she was hyperventilating. Moriko 
closed her eyes, arched her back and dug her nails into the bed as Soun began pumping his hips. 
Each thrust into her doubled the intensity of the sensations she was feeling. 

'This-this is incredible! How could a human do this to me? No. There's no way he could be a 
human. There's no-' She trailed off, no longer able to even think in coherent sentences. She 
wasn't even able to scream as she was hit with yet another soul-shattering orgasm. It wasn't for a 
lack of trying; she did open her mouth to, but she only managed a pathetic croak. It was so much, 
she feared she may die from the experience...but damn, what a way to go.

Involuntarily, she began to glow. Her eyes were open, but out of focus. Her tongue hung from 
her mouth, drooling and she could barely manage to rasp in what oxygen she could. Soun 
would've felt sorry for her if he didn't know that she was nearly catatonic from the pleasure he 
was giving her. The light that emanated from her body enveloped him as well and he was struck 
dumb. The light gave him the ability to feel everything that she was feeling. Her overwhelming 
pleasure he found himself sharing was far too much for him to handle, causing his orgasmeter to 
skyrocket from it's low level to far past critical.

There was no way for him to stop his climax. His cum blasted its way into her, like a fireman's 
hose dousing a raging inferno. The analogy proved quite apt, as the fiery light that enveloped the 
two of them died down in synch with their orgasms. Soun fell onto the bed, next to her and both 
lay there, panting furiously, trying to get their bearings back.

After a few moments, they locked eyes with each other and Soun said the only thing he could 
verbalize at the moment, "Wow!"

"No kidding," Moriko added, fairing a little better. 

**	**

The next couple of days came and went. Soun didn't know what to expect after that incredible 
night they shared with each other. Sadly, he hadn't seen Moriko since then. The time had finally 
come for him to claim his freedom, to say goodbye to the woman whom he had served for the 
past year. 

With the few belongings he had acquired during his time with her, he stood in the front garden of 
the castle. The front gate and his freedom were but mere feet away, but he found it difficult to 
leave. He wished he could've seen his mistress...Moriko, she was no longer his mistress, one 
more time. He took one longing look at the castle, staring at the window he peered out of 
numerous times. There was no sign that she was even watching him depart from there. With a 
heavy sigh, he began his trek to the outside world.

"Soun! Wait!"

He turned back, his heart jumping for joy at the sound of her voice. She floated down from the 
top of her house and landed in front of him. "Moriko!" He dropped his bag and embraced her.

"I'm sorry I've been avoiding you for the last couple of days," she said. "After that night, I 
couldn't bear to see you, knowing that you would be leaving. But, I couldn't just let you go 
without, at least, saying goodbye."

"I understand," said Soun, soothing her. "I'm just happy I got to see you one last time. My 
mistress." He cupped her face into his hand and planted a soft kiss on her lips. Disengaging the 
kiss, he took a step back and grabbed his bag. After one last look, he turned and walked off the 
castle property.

Moriko wanted so much for him to stay. With her power, certainly she could force him to stay. 
But she wasn't one to go back on her word. Soun served his time for the crime committed by his 
former master. He deserved his freedom. With a heavy sigh, Moriko started back for her castle. 
Suddenly her whole estate felt bigger...emptier.

Unexpectedly, a hand grabbed her by the shoulder. She glared behind her, wondering who would 
be foolish enough to disturb her during such a painful time. Her jaw dropped, "Soun??? You 
came back???"

Soun shook his head. "Your slave is gone and he won't be back. I am here in his place...a lover, a 
friend, an equal...if you would have me."

"Of course!" she exclaimed without a thought. Tears weren't becoming for one such as her, but 
once they started flowing, she couldn't have cared less. She and the man she loved grabbed hold 
of each other and they never let go.

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"Those certainly were interesting times, weren't they?" went Soun, standing over the tombstone 
of his late wife. After the recent conversation he and his family had with Akane, he had the 
sudden urge to visit his wife's grave. It had been a nice day in a string of nice days, though the 
wind had picked up slightly. "I can still remember how we met just like it was yesterday...even 
though it happened twenty years ago."

He put his hand on the engraved stone, brushing off the dead foliage that accumulated on it. "I 
wish you could see our daughters now. They have grown to be such fine young women. You 
would've been proud of them. Heh, I know I say that all the time, but I think you'd agree with 
me that truer words were never spoken."

Kneeling down in front of the tombstone, he read the engraving, 'Here lies Moriko Tendo: 
Cherished wife & mother, beloved fallen angel'. He ran his fingers over the engraved words and 
smiled. With a sigh, he continued, "More to the point, I wish you could be here now to help our 
youngest. Her transformation has taken place and she's very upset with us, that we've kept 
your...and her true identity a secret for so long. I know with your love and wisdom, you could get 
through her anger and begin working through this hard time."

Soun stood to his feet, "We will do the best we can, though. Kasumi has your heart. If anyone 
can get Akane through her anger, it's her. And, I have a feeling that fiancée of hers is going to be 
a great help in this also. Her change seems to have brought them together. I should've known it 
would've taken something that drastic to do so. I wonder, now that they're intent on staying 
together, how much more interesting their lives will get?"

He clapped his hands together and said a silent prayer. As he stood there, a wind carried cherry 
blossom landed on his cheek. He plucked it off with his hand, studied it and smiled. "I love you 
too, dear. Rest well."

He bowed to his wife's grave, then started on his way back home, cherry blossom still in hand.

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