Backstory: Well, I was in the mood for some Ranma fanfic, so I went to a
search engine and typed in "Tofu +lemon". I didn't exactly get what I was
expecting, but it inspired me to write my first Ranma fanfic. Here goes
nothing...
Disclaimer: None of the characters or cookbooks involved belong to me, although if nobody else wants Dr. Tofu I'd be happy to take him ;)
*****
Hmm...what to fix for dinner? The weather was exceptionally warm, so Kasumi decided that a selection from her vegetarian cookbook might be a good choice. Akane had just given the book to her as a birthday present, and she hadn't gotten to try any of the recipes yet.
She felt like indulging her sweet tooth for a while, even if it was only in fantasy, so she opened the book to the dessert section.
Lemon-lime tofu cheesecake. For some reason, reading the name of the recipe brought to mind some slightly naughty ideas involving Dr. Tofu.
Tofu ice cream...Kasumi smiled to herself as she remembered when she was fourteen. When she was younger, he would close his office early every Friday to meet her as she left school and walk her home. They'd talk, sometimes he'd buy her a snack, and Kasumi found an outlet for the frustrations of having to act as mother for the Tendo family. That Friday, he'd taken her out for ice cream.
They were just sitting there innocently at the kitchen table, finishing their treat. Dr. Tofu had already finished the strawberry cone he'd bought for himself, and was watching Kasumi finish the last of her mint chocolate chip.
"You know, you've got chocolate all over your face."
"That's the whole point of ordering mint chocolate chip ice cream. I'm trying to turn myself into a chocolate-covered Kasumi." She giggled.
He had smiled at her mischievously, and playfully leaned over to lick some of the chocolate from around her mouth.
Unfortunately, that was when Soun walked in. His reaction was about normal for someone who had just walked in on his fourteen year-old daughter apparently being kissed by a twenty-something year-old man. By the time the stitches were removed, Dr. Tofu suffered a mild panic attack every time he saw her.
Oh well, she really shouldn't be looking through the desserts anyway. Although...tofu custard. She paused for a moment to remember the sensation of chocolate being licked off of her face, and wondered how it would feel to have custard affectionately licked off of her naked body.
No, no, she had to fix dinner now. She flipped to the entrée section reluctantly, thinking that maybe the book would make some pleasant bedtime reading later.
Scrambled tofu. There was one to file in the category of "Funny 'cause it's true".
Let's see...this casserole looked promising...just need to see if they had all of the ingredients needed.
Rice...check.
Mushrooms...check.
Garlic...check.
Firm tofu...
Kasumi collapsed to the floor, laughing so hard that tears ran down her face. After a few minutes, she managed to wipe the tears away and regain her composure.
Yes, any minute now, she would be perfectly composed, calm and collected, ready to fix dinner...
Oh, the hell with it. She slammed the book shut and put it away.
"Nabiki," she called upstairs, "tell everyone they'll have to order take- out tonight. I'm going to go ask Tofu-sensei if he'd like to take me out to dinner."
"Now there's the rhetorical question of the century." Nabiki muttered as Kasumi put on her shoes and headed for the clinic.
-Owari-
Disclaimer: None of the characters or cookbooks involved belong to me, although if nobody else wants Dr. Tofu I'd be happy to take him ;)
*****
Hmm...what to fix for dinner? The weather was exceptionally warm, so Kasumi decided that a selection from her vegetarian cookbook might be a good choice. Akane had just given the book to her as a birthday present, and she hadn't gotten to try any of the recipes yet.
She felt like indulging her sweet tooth for a while, even if it was only in fantasy, so she opened the book to the dessert section.
Lemon-lime tofu cheesecake. For some reason, reading the name of the recipe brought to mind some slightly naughty ideas involving Dr. Tofu.
Tofu ice cream...Kasumi smiled to herself as she remembered when she was fourteen. When she was younger, he would close his office early every Friday to meet her as she left school and walk her home. They'd talk, sometimes he'd buy her a snack, and Kasumi found an outlet for the frustrations of having to act as mother for the Tendo family. That Friday, he'd taken her out for ice cream.
They were just sitting there innocently at the kitchen table, finishing their treat. Dr. Tofu had already finished the strawberry cone he'd bought for himself, and was watching Kasumi finish the last of her mint chocolate chip.
"You know, you've got chocolate all over your face."
"That's the whole point of ordering mint chocolate chip ice cream. I'm trying to turn myself into a chocolate-covered Kasumi." She giggled.
He had smiled at her mischievously, and playfully leaned over to lick some of the chocolate from around her mouth.
Unfortunately, that was when Soun walked in. His reaction was about normal for someone who had just walked in on his fourteen year-old daughter apparently being kissed by a twenty-something year-old man. By the time the stitches were removed, Dr. Tofu suffered a mild panic attack every time he saw her.
Oh well, she really shouldn't be looking through the desserts anyway. Although...tofu custard. She paused for a moment to remember the sensation of chocolate being licked off of her face, and wondered how it would feel to have custard affectionately licked off of her naked body.
No, no, she had to fix dinner now. She flipped to the entrée section reluctantly, thinking that maybe the book would make some pleasant bedtime reading later.
Scrambled tofu. There was one to file in the category of "Funny 'cause it's true".
Let's see...this casserole looked promising...just need to see if they had all of the ingredients needed.
Rice...check.
Mushrooms...check.
Garlic...check.
Firm tofu...
Kasumi collapsed to the floor, laughing so hard that tears ran down her face. After a few minutes, she managed to wipe the tears away and regain her composure.
Yes, any minute now, she would be perfectly composed, calm and collected, ready to fix dinner...
Oh, the hell with it. She slammed the book shut and put it away.
"Nabiki," she called upstairs, "tell everyone they'll have to order take- out tonight. I'm going to go ask Tofu-sensei if he'd like to take me out to dinner."
"Now there's the rhetorical question of the century." Nabiki muttered as Kasumi put on her shoes and headed for the clinic.
-Owari-