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From: jmc341@airmail.net (John McGinnis)
Subject: Sm/R1/2 crossover part 1
< THOUGHTS>
"speach"
Disclaimer: Rumiko Takahashi Owns The Ranma Characters and I Regret to say
I fail to remember th owner of Sailor Moon at this time but I still cant
find any copies of the episodes with outer senchi or the tapes I had of the
dubs. So I am unable to give her name but to her I give the credit for her
Ideas and characters.>
Note 1: Okay Ranma is repeating his Junior year of highschool due to
excessive absence, and the Sailors are just starting their freshman year.
Note 2: On Ranma's and Ryouga's curses due to an over exposure over the
years to magic both Ranma and Ryouga's curses have caused them to stop
ageing. The overdose has gone so far as to revert them to the ages they
were physicaly as when they fell in the pools at Jusenkyo. Ranma has finaly
accepted his curse but still doesen't like it. As for Ryouga he still Hates
his curse but has finaly learned to channel Ki to a limited degree in that
form in order to defend himself from danger.(Got the idea from Ranma 1/2 the
movie) Also due to this Ranma no longer suffers from "The Curse Of The
Dragon Hair Soup".
Note 3: when Ranma is in boy-type mode I will refere to him/her as Ranma in
girl form I will use Ranko. It is the name she/he goese by in that form.
A child of Earth soul split intwain
Shall be reborn to a life of pain
Torn from a mother's arms one day
On the paths of sorrow for a time to stay
Regaining balance through loss and pain
That which was split shall be whole again
A father betrays honor for personal gain
Two halves rejoined in the in eternity's flame
A lost warrior follows behind to gain vengence and peace of mind
The warrior a friend who follows behind
A love gained through honor past
Rival of love to shall darkness amass
Afriend past abandoned alone on lifes road
Shall anger bring vengences the mode
Earth daughter shall fight a battle she can not alone win
Betrayed to an evil by a fathers dark sin
The child's love by a dark rival betrayed
By the lost warrior shall Earth's daughter be saved
Through pain and hardship debt of sarrow be payed
After the darkness comes once again
A measure of balance Earth's daughter shall regain through a mother's love
sorrow and pain
Healed under the full Moon's light
To love once more and the darkness fight
A pall of silence hung over the Nerima ward of Tokyo. The turmoil
of the few days events hung in the air. A madman had claimed one of
Nerima's own. Now the city was in mouning. The high schools had closed for
the day to honor her memory. Over three hundred people had attened the
funeral. Sounds of grief filled the the Tokyo cemetery. For the first time
in three years the usual chaos of that permiated the air in Nerima was
absent. Both Ranma and Ryouga leaned against Nodoka for support. The
wounds they had recieved from the battle against Saffron had yet to heal.
Ryougas left eye burned from its' socket by the power they had unleashed
against Saffron. Ranma's hands were bandaged from the burns and lacerations
he had recieved channeling the power into their attack. Aside from the
injuries they shared their grief, and a new sense of firendship haveing
come from their need for support. The sorrow they shared was
only matched by that of Akane's family. Her father had withdrawn from the
world in to a coma-like trance to escape the pain of his daughters death.
Nabiki hadn't stopped crying since the news of Akane's death had reached the
dojo two days earlier. Her sobs could be heard above the others present.
Thought raced through her mind of the things that she had done to her sister
over the years exploiting her for money and for power over Ranma and others.
The fact that she had never expressed how she felt about her sister hurt her
deeply. She had realized that now she would never get to tell her sister
that she loved her, and the pain of that loss wounded her deeply. Kasumi
for the first time since the death of her mother cried. Her wracking sobs
shook her frame. She leaned against Dr. Tofu for support. Tofu was calm
for her in her hour of need trying to clam her and to ease her grief.
Shadows from the dark clouds over head shadowed the grave as Ranma
begane Akane's eulogy. "Friends we are gathered here to honor the memory of
Akane Tendo. She was a friend to many of us. Through
the time I knew her we suffured through many trials, but with her courage and
goading we always pulled through with those times. There were many
good times to surpass the bad. It is those memories we must cherish. To do
otherwise is to dishonor her memory. She taught me many lessons. The first
was love. The second was patience, and honor. She gave us all so much and
yet we rarley gave anything back in return and for that we owe her a great
deal. Her indomitable spirit was an inspiration to us all. Though she lived but
a short time, her infleunce on us was great. So to you I say honor her
memory always, and hold her in your hearts. Where ever you maybe Akane
goodbye we loved you."
Ranma approached her casket and placed a gold ring on her finger,
and before closing the lid said "Goodbye Akane, my uncute tomboy I shall
love you always." As he turned to leave Akane's casket was lowered into
the ground.
Three months pass
Ranma and his mother sat in the kitchen of the condo in which they
were now living. Nodoka prepared a meal at the stove, as Ranma sat at
the table eating a bowl of Miso soup.
Looking up from her work Nodoka looked questuioningly at her son
"Ranma, are you sure about this? I mean tranfereing to another highschool
is one thing, but some of thes classes. I mean Advanced Self-Defence, and
Advanced
Food Preparation? Are these courses you really want to take? After all
You've already supased any instructor I've seen in the ARTS, and the cooking
class would probably be a waste of time you can already cook almost as well
as I do."
Looking up from the bowl of Miso soup he is eating Ranma
replied,"Mom you know I enjoy cooking even though I don't ussually
admit it, and I can always learn somthing. As for the Self-defence course I
need to keep in shape, and I can always learn somthing new. I mean even as
good as I am I still gotta practice. Besides the only other gym class open
in swimming, and I don't like cold water, with my curse and all it might
just be a bad idea. "
"Ok son if you insist but what are you going to do about your curse
>from what I've seen you're a cold water magnet. You'll
get soaked eventualy, and then you will have a lot of explaining to do."
"I know that mom, but the only answer I can think of is to show
everyone my curse, or let things ride until I get soaked. After all things
can get almost
as strange here as they were in Nerima. True there might be a few
problems, but from what I heard this part of Tokyo isn't as violent.
Besides after they discovered my curse at Furinkan People started to talk to
me they were intrested as to how I got the curse. The girls thought it was
great because I put the guys backin line when they complained about their
Girlfriends canceling when sick or during that time of the monthand the guys
respected me because of what i had gone through."
Smiling at her son Nodoka asked,"Are you sure it wasn't pity for what
happened to you, or fear of what you were capable of doing to them?, and
even though this part of Tokyo is almost as strange as Nerima your revealing
your curse might get you into trouble around here. You have heard about the
strange monsters that attack this part of the city from time to time?, and
those girls that stop them? Well they might think your one of those monsters
and come after you."
"Yea they might, but I deal with it when and if it happens. The
only alternative I can see is to enroll as a girl, as much as I hate it. I
mean the only times that I was splashed by hot water were when I had to
fight Kodachi in that tounament and in the Kitchen at the Tendo's on
christmas. I have to make my choice today registration closes tomorrow after
all, and I'm already a year behind after everything that's happened.
Although getting used to a new school again will be rough I'm used to it.
What do you think I should do?"
"Well, you might be right about going in your cursed form but I
don't like it. It's wrong to decieve people about who you really are. You
should just go as your self and let things happen as they may, Ranma if you
don't there's no telling what happen."
Ranma stands up and walks to the sink and starts to clean his
dishes. "Thanks for your Advice mom you just might be right I mean what's
the worst that could happen? I mean Osaka is nice and quiet in comparison
with every where else I've been." Walking towards the door to his room
Ranma turns back to the kitchen "If you need help with dinner call me I'll
be in my room practicing."
Nodoka sighed as her son left the room <He's dealt with what's
happened better than I had thought. Genma might have done something right
in the ten years they were on the road. Even after all that, that bastard
did to him Ranma still turned out as well could be hoped. If I had
only been there for him, he might have been happier.>
THAT NIGHT
Watching her son prepare the evening meal Nodoka smiles at the skill
diplayed in his work. "Ranma, I've always wanted to know where did you
learn to cook? You seem to be a natural at it, and your father certainly
didn't teach you." She asked him as the blades in his hands became a
silvered blur of motion.
"Kasumi taught me. I felt kinda obligated to help at the Tendo's
while we were there so I cooked about half of the . Everyone else
was always so busy thinking up new scemes of their own no one ever noticed what
was going on. Besides Kasumi needed a break form all he work she was doing.
That and I enjoyed the compliments even if she got them. It helped a lot to
know that I could do somthing to help out even when someone else got the
credit." He replied as he finished tossing the knives in the sink.
"Dinners ready. I hope it's edible."
Shaking her head Nodoka looked at her son. "That's Good Ranma at
least you helped out at the dojo, and you shouln't worry so much though or
you'll make your self sick."
"Ok, mom I'll try. I'm going to go to sllep now I've got a
feeling that I'll need my sleep. With my luck somthings bound to happen.
Oh, and mom would you wake me early I want to get to the school as early as
possible in the morning so I won't be late."
The Hakarwa Shrine-the same night
The senshi are sitting in a circle laughing. Ami stands and clears
her throat. "You know girls I think we best get home classes start
tomorrow, and we don't want to be late. After all it is our first day of
highschool. We have some classes together but not one where we all got in
but I think the gossip will be more fun that way, and I for one wanna get a
head start on everyone else in my classes."
Mokoto looks toward her friend. "You might be right Ami. We need
to get in good with the instructors as early as possible. I'll see ya
tomorrow." <That and we need to scope out all the hunks on campus.> as
the group breaks for the night.
end part one
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PT. 2A alpha
Next day 5:00
Ranma wakes to sound of an alarm blaring in his ears. Staggering to
the bath for his early morning routine. Splashing water on his face Ranma
feels the ussual changes occure to his form. Looking in the mirror she
finaly starts to awaken from a hard night's sleep. Smiling Ranko looks in
the mirror<At least the curse gave me one advantage. At least I don't have
to shave.> After finishing the early mornong ritual Ranma back in boy mode
rushes down the stairs to grab a bite to eat before rushing off to Juban for
His first day of classes since everything fell apart. He was accualy
looking foward to it for the first time in his life. School would give him
a refuge from all his recent troubles. To make sure he was ready he walked
into the Family room to make sure he had remembered everything he would
need. After checking his bag Ranma made a break out the door. Leaping over
the rail Ranma jogged down the street toward his destination. Looking at
signsand stores along his path Ranma fails to notice an old woman watering
the walk until he had already passed by and felt the sensations that
accompanied his tranformations. Scowling Ranko looks into her bag and pulls
out one of two black folders. "Well mom was right, I am going to need the
medical records Doc. Tofu made for me. At least it will help me get through
some of the questions that will be asked. . I
.
Juban High School
Ranko approaches Juban a look of trepidation on her face she
approaches the door to the place where she'll spend the next two years.
<Might as well get this over with.> Stopping one of the students who
apparently knows his way around the campus Ranko asks directions to the
nurses office. After finaly winding her way through the mess of students
she arrives at her destination. Looking a bit nervouse Ranko speaks out the
the tall brown haired woman who is presently packing the shelves with
supplies. Ranko clears her throat before she begins to speak "Hello,Ma'm
I'm Ranko Soatome, and I know you need my records but Doc Tofu said they
wouldn't be delivered until tomorrow. I hope it won't cause any trouble."
Smiling at the young girl the nurse relied "Don't worry about it,
The first gew days are always chaotic. The thing is that we aren't going to
be organized for at least a week the way that things happen around this
place." Laughing the nurse looks over at Ranko. "Not that somthing
couldn't happen, but what are the odds?"
"You've obviosely never been to Nerima. If something doesn't happen
at least every other day you know somethings wrong. I mean with all the
wierdo's showing up I never got any peace. At least no one knows where I
transfered. I really don't need to go though that again. My grades
suffered enough because of them. I'll be back in to morrow to make sure you
got the records, but I gotta burn. The councilors need my file."
Streaking down the hall Ranko slams into a young girl with two
blonde ponty tails nearly plowing her into a wall. Reaching down and
grabbing her victims hand she yanks the blonde to her feet. "Hey watch
where you're going! Don't you know you shouldn't run down these halls! You
might have hurt someone!"
"Sorry I ran ya over I'm late dropping my records and don't wanna
miss my first class. I hope you can understand. Gotta make a good
impresion. Even if it's just Hinako Sensei."
Grabbing her bag ranko tears off down the hall toward her destination.
Finally arriveing at the offices. She burst through the doors
panting from the exersion of dodging around all the students at top speed.
Leaving a wake of toppled students in her wake. Shocked looks on their
faces and papers scattered into the air. Only to find the smiling face of
her new councilor. For one of the few times in her life Ranko was truely
nervouse. The look an the dark man's face was like a cat sizing up its'
prey, as if Shw were insignificant to him. "Hello young lady. You must be
Ranko. I believe you have somthing to drop off. I recieved a call about
you from Furinkan about you. It seems you caused a lot of trouble there. I
hope you won't be an agrevation for me. After all we don't need trouble here."
Smileing up at he rcounselor she replied "Don't worry sir I won't
cause any trouble. It just has a tendency to find me. Oh, here are those
records on my classes from furinkan and my courses I need for the semester.
I hope there aren't any problems. I'm signing up up for the martial arts as
an assistant if the openings still there. I already know enough to take
care of my self."
"The posistion still open but you gotta talk to the coach he'll tell
ya if you qualify."
"If, you do. Get back in here so we can give you credit for it."
"That and the fact you'll need to sign some papers in case you're injured.
After all it is a rather rough class."
Laughing at the man before her Ranko smiles. "You should really
read my file before you make a statement like that. I'm a martial artist.
That's why I'm doing thias gotta keep in shape. If you'll just direct me to
the coachs office I'll staighten up that little piece of buisness before my
class starts, and then I'll be back after my classes to sign those papers."
Looking up from her files with a grin on his face "Ok' if you're
that confident I'll be seeing you kid. I think I'm going to like being uor
councelor. You've got spunk." Hope you aren't to torn up when you get here
though Sensei Eiko is extremely brutal. with his assistants. Afterall it is
a defence class. Oh, and if you need help with classes come and talk to me
name's Hiro Koimiko. I'll be you councelor this year"
"Thanks for the help sir. I may need more adjustign to this school
but don't know yet. See you after I'm done with my classes. Shooting out
the door the young woman fails to notice the glowing the eyes of the man at
her back.
15 minutes later
Ranko soatome streaks though the door of her english class not
wanting to invoke the wrath of her sensei having had previose experience
with this instructor at Furinkan. She was the most feaed instructor in all
Nerima an now she had followed Ranko to Juban high. The hyper young girl at
the front of the to the uthose who were not familiar with her seemed out of
place. Her hyperactive childish demeamor at of place in the class room but
to the knowing few this was the horror of Hinako Miramia. The most feared
diiplinarian in all of Tokyo. Fortunately the students were wise enough to
take a cue from the bell as class was brought to session. Hinako as her
ussaul bounced around the room like a hyper active 5-year old after eating
two-pounds of cotton candy. In other words her high pitched voice and
cheerful deamenor became sickeningly. Her eyes becoming becoming larger the
more active hyper she got. Finaly the bells rang releasing the students
from the class they fled like a herd of stampedeing animals from a forest
fire. Escaping the terror of the new sensei they had tried to respect and
seriosly. To the horror of the huddled mass of cowering students they had
been bomarded for a full hour by the high pitched voice of their tormentor.
The sound of Her bubbely voice driving many of them out the door to the
nearest bathroom wretching from the sickening sweetness of the new
instructor's voice thatf they had been inflicted with. Ranko for her part
sat in the back of the room smileing at the reactions of her classmates
having long since gotten used to the yammerings of Miss Hinako. After
finaly being freed from english Ranko ran down the hall eager to get to her
next class.
Gymnasium
The instructors standing on the center mat of the gym survey thwe
students before them. The smileing as they nod to each other. The shortest
of the two a dark eyed man with a strange foreboding about him begins the
first class of the yeart dispelling the suspence that fills the room "Ok,
class we have notes here that some of you have prior experience in the arts.
We need to know how much so we know which of you are qualified to assist in
the teaching of our little class here. To do this we need to know what
schools you have studied and what rnaks you hold in said schools. Now let's
begin when I point to you I want your name school's of study and belts in
those schools and what year of highschool your in is that clear" Almost as
one the class yealls out an answer in unison. "Yes ,SIR!'"
Student 1:Mokoto Kino , school Korean karate brown belt 1st year
Student 2:Hiro Hanoshi, school Tea Kwon Do I'm only a forth rank 2nd
year
Ranko: Musabetsu Sukakutou RRyu, Rank Black 9th dan, and kenpo belt
black 8th dan 3rd year
Instructor 2: Bull Shit! You are old enough to be that good in
kenpo and you made up that other school, I've never heard of it. If you're
not seriose get the hell out of my class!"
Ranko with a wry smile: Care to try me?
Leaping from her lotus position on the mat to land behind the
instructor who had just accused her of lying. Faster than the human eye
could follow she executed a perfect sweep knocking her accuser from his
feet. Leaping into the air well above the heads of the other student
whiping her weighted belt from around her slim form only to land in a ready
stance with weapon in hand. You ready Sir?"
Finally the reast of the class begins to react most of them with
looks of disbelief. Two of the students react by fainting and Mokoto
doubles over laughing at the seen before her. A teen aged girl had just
flattened her instructor with out even breaking a sweat. Finally revoering
from her fit Makoto Smiles at the her class mate"You know girl, you really
shouldn't be in here. You obviosely out class the instructors. Why on
earth would you want to take a defence class."
"You can always learn something new even from some one less skilled
than you are. After all I don't know every thing yet. I just might learn
somthing nby helping out"
As the two young girls converse the fallen intructor regains his
feet and charges the back of the girl who had just humiliated him in front
of his students. Throwing a flurry of puches toward her at a frightening
speed all while the others stand and watch in shock. The speed of his
punches blurring to the eyes of his students catches Ranma off gaurd as a
few blows connect she smiles. "You know you'll have to try harder than that
if you're going to hurt me." droping the belt in her hands as she dodges
the blows her adversary is throwing at he Ranko starts to smile and releases
an amiguriken throwing one hundred blows rocked out in less than a second.
All but two punches launchedpast either side of her opponents head. The
force of her two blows that connectected to either shouldr rocketing him
back to the mat. Looking at the othe instructor Ranko Smiles. "Ok, Teach
was that good enough? Or do you want more." Saying this as she leaned
against the wall smilling down at the man who had just been floored.
The only sound from the floor was a low moan but the second
instructor had the wisdom to speak up. "I think you'll do, but only if
there are no challengers."
Makoto's voice broke the stunned silence. "Well, I know I'm out of
the running for the assistant position. Though I want to learn how she just
did that" As the class ends Mokoto pulls Ranko to the side names Ranko
right? I'm Makoto. Want to go to lunch with me? My friends and I are new
here so we kinda need some one who has experience at Juban."
Looking sheepishly at the taller girl before her Ranko quietly says
"Well acctualy I had to leave my old school because of personal problems
this is my first year at Juban. So we're in the same boat, but I would like
to meet someone if they can put up with my big mouth."