[Ranma][FanFic] The Unbearable Lightness of Being Tofuu
C. Jones
The Unbearable Lightness of being Tofuu
a Ranma 1/2 short by Chris Jones
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"Hello?" Kasumi greeted the white-coated man curiously.
"Ah, miss Tendou! I'm glad to meet you."
"Ara!" Kasumi said, nervously noting the 'Nerima Psychiatric
Institute' nametag attached to the man's breast pocket. "You're not here
for Ranma and his friends are you?"
"Of course not Miss Tendou. I'm here for you... rather--"
"Oh, there must be a mistake!" Kasumi said. "I've been taking my
medication very regularly ever since the incident at the Tokyo Tower.
Why, I don't even *own* an overcoat anymore! I even gave all my body-
paints to my little sister."
The man chuckled nervously. He scrubbed at his thinning white hair
and wondered exactly what kind of woman his friend had fallen in love
with.
"Ah, you must misunderstand why I am here. I'm a colleague of Tofuu
Ono, a chiropractor who speaks highly of you."
"Oh, you're Tofuu-sensei's friend!"
"Yes. I'm also his physician right now. Tofuu has placed himself in
my care in order to try to overcome a certain psychological problem he's
been fighting."
"Oh?"
"You might have noticed his absence for the that last few months,"
the white-haired psychiatrist said. "He's been in my care. We've been
working diligently, but..."
"Yes?"
"Well," the doctor said, "my friend Tofuu has asked me to come here
today as an in-between."
Kasumi's eyes widened in surprise. Her hand went to her mouth and
tears began to form at the corner of her eyes. "Tofuu- sensei wants to
have an omiai with me? Me? Really?!"
(Omiai: Traditional Japanese 'Marriage Meeting'.)
The doctor nodded. "There's a problem, however. Tofuu has a
certain... Well, let me put it bluntly. He can't control himself when
he's in your presence. You may have noticed this."
"Not really," Kasumi said, wistfully clasping her hands together.
"Tofuu-sensei has always been the kindest, sweetest silliest man. I've
never noticed any odd behavior."
"Mmm..hhmm..." the doctor pulled out a legal pad and began to take
notes. "Yes. Well... Tofuu's treatment has reached a plateau. I don't
believe he'll make any more progress without your help. I was hoping
you'd spend a few days at our institute in order to aid with Tofuu's
desensitization treatment."
"Okay!" Kasumi replied happily. "What should I bring?"
"Do you still own a high-school uniform?"
"Yes, but I'm not sure it still fits." Kasumi blushed slightly and
averted her eyes. "I've grown and... filled out... a bit since I
graduated."
"That will suit our needs almost perfectly, Tendou-san."
* * *
"She really came?" Tofuu asked, his eyes lighting up with glee. "She
really agreed?"
"Of course she did, Tofuu-kun," the doctor told him. "Now if you'll
step in here we can sit down and chat for a few moments about--"
Tofuu walked into the next room. "Why hello, Kas-- ACK!"
Kasumi arched her back and let one hand slide down the front of her
skirt. "I'm not sure the uniform really fits anymore, Tofuu- sensei, but
Aro-sensei said that you would really like it."
"ACK! ACK! ACK! ACK!"
Kasumi took a deep breath, straining the cotton blouse she wore to
its very limits. The light blue fabric of the Furinkan high issue jumper
rode up dramatically with every breath. Giving testament to Kasumi's last
growth spurt, the flared skirt barely covered her hips. The girl kept
tugging it down slightly, trying to keep it from riding up over the
bottom of her thin cotton panties.
"ACK! ACK! ACK! ACK!"
"Do you like my uniform, Tofuu-sensei?" Kasumi asked in a petulant
voice, unsure of her appearance.
"Why hello, Kasumi! What strange thing it is to meet you here of all
places!"
"Tofuu-sensei?"
The chiropractor rocked back, blood jetting from each nostril. He
impacted the floor like a board, rattling back and forth stiffly before
he came to a stop.
"Oh, Tofuu-sensei, you big silly!" Kasumi giggled cutely. "You
always play the funniest pranks!"
Aro rubbed his hands through his thin white hair and sighed at the
sight. "We have further to go than I thought," he said sadly.
* * *
"Okay, Tofuu, you can open your eyes," Aro instructed. "Start at the
bottom and work your way up like we discussed, okay?"
Tofuu nodded and let his eyelids part slightly. He glanced across
the floor until he came to a pair of black pumps with a short stiletto
heel. Kasumi's, he knew.
"Teehee!" the girl giggled.
Tofuu gulped loudly, fixing his eyes on the girl's feet. He cleared
his throat, fighting for control. "Hello, Kasumi. How are you doing
today?" he asked in a strained tone.
"I'm just fine, Tofuu-sensei! What do you think of my outfit?"
Trembling, Tofuu let his eyes dart a bit higher. Kasumi's slender
calves were clad in sheer, black hosiery. The light glinted off the
fabric and stabbed into his retina. By the time he reached her knees, he
was fairly shaking.
Tofuu fixed the idea of Kasumi in a nice dress-suit in his mind,
with the hem of the skirt falling just above her shapely knees. Using the
image to try to calm himself, he allowed his eyes to drift higher.
The hem of the skirt kept rising in Tofuu's mental image.
"Keep going, Tofuu-kun!" Aro-sensei encouraged him.
Tofuu's eyes crossed the top of Kasumi's thigh-high stockings.
"EEEEP! HEeeeeeeEEEEEE!" The man cried before he began to run in
short circles. Just before he lost conscious rationality, the image of
Kasumi in a leotard, stockings and big, floppy bunny ears burned itself
into his hindbrain.
"Ara... Is he okay?" Kasumi asked of the man kicking himself around
in circles on the floor."
"He should be," Aro said in a defeated tone. "It's not good for his
heart, but he's fairly strong. Let's give him a few hours to calm down
and try again."
* * *
"Tofuu-sensei!" Kasumi said, clad in her nurses' uniform. "Time for
your sponge bath!"
"Aiyyeeeeeeee!"
* * *
"Gahagahahaghahghgghaa..."
Kasumi pursed her lips thoughtfully. Tofuu-sensei certainly seemed
to be making some odd noises. Strapped into the chair like he was, Kasumi
began to wonder if he was uncomfortable. Still, as Aro- sensei had told
her, it was all part of his treatment.
Kasumi didn't understand what dusting had to do with treatment, but
Aro-sensei assured her that it would help Tofuu. They certainly gave her
a nice outfit to do the dusting in!
Kasumi bent over to skiff the feather duster back and forth over the
table-top. Her short, black skirt rode deliciously up the backs of her
thighs as she did so, displaying more of Kasumi's fishnet stocking-clad
legs than Tofuu believed he had ever seen on any woman before.
"...gahaghghgaaghghgghahghghgaaaa..."
* * *
"Kasumi, would you... marry me?" Tofuu asked.
Tears in her eyes, Kasumi nodded happily and threw her arms around
the doctor.
"Oh, Tofuu-sensei! I'm so happy!"
Shaking, Tofuu gently patted the girl's back and held her close to
him.
"Can I take off the gorilla suit now and put the bunny suit back
on?" Kasumi asked.
"Just a few more minutes dear one," Tofuu said, eyeing his new
fiancee nervously.
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Good luck, WW!
C.
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