"They're coming to get you, Barbara."
It was one of her favourite movies, a classic that invented an entirely new genre. Normally she would have appreciated the foreshadowing in the joke he was playing, but right now her thoughts were a million miles elsewhere. Two days ago Ukyo and her class had returned from a disastrous school excursion that resulted in many of them being trapped on a deserted island. Events had taken a turn for the worse, all because of that complete idiot Principal Kuno. How he got to keep his job she'd never know, but at least she could better understand why Kodachi and Tatewaki behaved the way they did. With a father like that, genes didn't even need to come into it.
What had happened that had been so terrible? Well. It turned out that the island they were staying on had very little food, meaning they were starving for three days. When they did find food, they also found a journal detailing a horrible fate that would befall anyone that ate any of it... And before the boys could be warned, they'd all been given some of the fruit by that complete moron Principal Kuno. Okay, an understandable mistake. He didn't know until they told him about it, and he filled in the gaps of their knowledge based on the fresh information. Alright! Better yet he just so happened to have a cure! What a convenient coincidence! Come to think, that was a bit convenient wasn't it? Almost like he had set the whole situation up, for whatever passed for a reason inside that mad mind. He refused to hand the antidote over, even to the point of swallowing it himself to stop them from taking it. What. Even. The. Hell? Thankfully Ranma realised they could get him to sweat it out by luring him into a hotspring, which they then got the poor infected boys to dive into, meaning they were all cured. Thank goodness for small miracles, right? They were picked up the next day and returned home. A harrowing experience. Even Ranma had thought it had been terrible, and given what little she'd managed to find out about his training with his idiot father that surely had to say quite a lot.
Then again anyone would think it was horrible. The fruit of the island had been infected with the dreaded Aloha Virus. The victims were transformed wholesale into Hawaii'an tourists on their honeymoon, which meant that every single one of the boys present became a bit overeager. Ranma was stuck as a girl at the time because the hotspring wasn't found yet, meaning that with both Ukyo and Akane present there were only three girls around. That was a small miracle, because if any of the other girls from their class had been there - the ones without martial arts training - the very thought of the terrible fate that might have awaited them made Ukyo want to -
"Aaaiiiee!" Barbara screamed as the zombie attacked her car. Ukyo's attention snapped back to the movie, before she sighed and put the television off. This was a bad idea. She wasn't paying attention to it. Her thoughts really were elsewhere right now. Ukyo rose to her feet and walked over to her fridge and removed an airtight bag. She peered through the clear plastic at another bad idea. Could she bring herself to do it? Oh, she wasn't a fool. This was being stored as far away from the rest of her food as she could manage and she wasn't even dreaming of handling the fruit within unless she had gloves and a mask on. Even then, she wanted the cure on immediate standby. Luckily she'd already gotten that sorted out yesterday. All she had to do was tell Doctor Tofu what had happened on the island and he'd given her a prescription just in case. If he'd known about the fruit he would never have dared.
Ukyo sighed wearily and wandered downstairs, absently staring at the fruit and trying to figure out what to do now. It would make whoever ate it think they were on Hawaii on their honeymoon. Right. So she had to get Ranma to eat it when they were alone, which meant that she could easily lure him upstairs. Hell, he might well carry her up bridal style! Then once they had spent a magical night together they could start working out just what they wanted to do next. There was no way he could say no to her after that. No, it would never work. No matter what she tried, she'd never be able to get Ranma alone so that she could get him to eat it. Plans had a way of backfiring in this crazy place. She would never be able to -
The bag was snatched up from her hand, and Ukyo was suddenly made very aware of Ranma's presence. "Hey Uchan!" he said, tearing the bag open and swallowing the fruit in one single bite. "How's things?"
"Pretty good," she said staring straight at him. A nervous gulp fought its way down her throat. "How about you? What brings you here?"
"Feh, just Nabiki trying to scam me again. Nothing big," he replied. "I thought it would be more fun to hang out with my best bud is all."
Yep, that's good old reliable Ucchan. Right Ranma? Your best and oldest friend. Soon to be much more than that. She could already see his shirt transforming before her very eyes. Flowery patterns blooming all over his shirt. Then a camera materialised around his neck from out of nowhere and his trousers were shrinking considerably, crawling up his leg all the while. Ranma grabbed the camera and began looking around the room, seeming quite impressed with what he was seeing.
"Something the matter, Ranma?" she asked, hopeful that her pounding heart would calm down enough for her to make the next necessary step.
"Such a beautiful restaurant they have here in Hawaii. It's just like the okonomiyaki places we have back home! I simply must take some pictures."
"W-wouldn't you rather go to our honeymoon suite?" she asked. Ranma turned towards her and smiled brightly enough that she thought she'd melt. The very next second, she found herself swept up into his arms just as she had imagined mere minutes ago. It was all going so fast! It was just like a dream that she never wanted to wake up from. Not ever. Her first kiss with Ranma was a bit sloppy, but neither of them really knew what they were doing. They'd get plenty of practise if she had anything to say about it. Even so, just the knowledge that she was finally getting what she wanted- what she had earned - was enough to offset the awkwardness.
His lips moved down her jawline and she gratefully obliged him by turning her head so he had better access. Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all? She could feel his hands trailing up her leg, reaching under her grass skirt and - Since when had she been wearing a grass skirt? Ukyo's eyes snapped open, and she looked down at herself. Gone were the typical okonomiyaki chef outfit, gone were her trousers and gone were the bindings she usually wore around her chest. In their place was a bikini top and a grass skirt that went down to her knee. Beneath the skirt there was something that felt like the bottom half of a swimsuit, but she couldn't quite see it from this particular angle. She must have been infected with the Aloha virus! But - but she didn't eat the fruit!
Oh, but she didn't need to and the implications of that were almost distracting from the way her husb- her future husband was beginning to rub her pussy in a very distracting way. This was caused by a virus, and apparently it was more contagious than she realised. She must have caught it from that kiss her husband gave her. She had to get them the antidote, before they...
"Going somewhere, sweetie?" Ranma asked, rubbing the very tip of his cock up against her entrance. Damn damn damn! This was exactly what she'd been wanting for the better part of a year now! And now that she had it she had to try and fight it! Fight the urge to let him take her. Let him fill her with his full length while whispering compliments about how cute and sexy she was in her ear. Let him fuck her until she forgot she'd renounced her femininity and been raised as a boy.
"No, husband!" she cooed. "I'm just a little anxious about our first time together as husband and wife."
But even though she was thinking of how they would spend the rest of their lives together, Ukyo was beginning to realise that the Aloha Virus would not be able to let either of them continue believing the other was their spouse. As soon as they were without seeing distance of one another, they would begin hunting down another husband or another wife... And they couldn't stay together forever no matter how much they may try. For now Ukyo intended to enjoy herself. There really wasn't much more she could do but enjoy her honeymoon while it lasted.
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