Subject: Very rough draft
From: jmc341@airmail.net (John McGinnis)
Date: 9/1/1997, 3:34 PM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

Sorry for posting this rough an incomplete draft but my main prereader
disappeared on me, and I need feedback.




 Ranma1/2 belongs to RUMIKO TAKAHASHI, and SAILOR MOON belongs to Naoko Takeuchi

Takes place after the 5th installment of SAILOR MOON V
Character from said story are used with authors permission.


Prologue


Ranma/SAilormoon V X-over


        A cold wind cut accross the shadowed water of the canal.  A lone
figure sat on the cold bank with his back to the cement wall.  For the third
night in a row Ranma was lost in thought.  The last year had been a
seemingly endless mass of chaos and torment.  Pain had followed his every
move.  The conflicts and the other problems that had plagued him had finally
played out only a few months earlier.  For a year he had endured.  The
bombed wedding had been the final straw.  Akane had broken off the
engagement, his mother, had disowned him, and he had been betrayed by his
friends.  On top of that an other chance for a cure had been lost, and his
father had disappeared.  Ranma had little left, but the tatters of his
honor.  He had left that night.  Only Doc Tofu knew where he had been.  Even
that was of little comfort.  For the first time in his life he had given up.
lost in his memories ranma turned to give the canal a final glance.  Leaving
the shattered dreams of his past behind Ranma walked into an uncertain future.

        Elsewhere in the city five young women sat around a large fire.  The
last week had been an emotional rollercoaster for the group.  Leda had
disappeared for six days, only to reappear as if from no where.  That had
not been the biggest shock to the group, but what she had brought with her.
At her side sat a large humanoid cat.  It's black fur glistening in the
light from the fire.  Their reactions had ranged from shock to amusement, at
the story they were tolf.  Their friend had gone to the Negaverse.  Many
questions had been asked, and several were answered, but many would wait
wait for another day.  

        After hours of questions had been answered talk soon turned to
school.  It would start two days, and they would all be going to high
school.  Talk of coarses to be taken, and common intest were flying about
the room, but two of the group would be going to different schools.  Mina
and Rei were going to private schools.  While Ami, Serena, and Leda would be
at Juban high.  They would be taking many of the same courses, but they only
had one to gather.  The last class of the day.  P.E.  They had all agreed
that they need to learn to better defend themselves after the events of the
last month, and so three had signed up for the self defense class.  While
Rei had signed up for an escirma class.  While Mina had decided on kendo.
One thing was certain it would be an intresting year.


        A small appartment somewhere in Tokyo, Ranma sighed as he sorted the
file that he would be giving to the principal, and his new teachers.  His
doubts kept resurfacing, but he put them aside.  Looking at the papers he
saw that they explained his curse.  Smiling at the thought oof the reaction
he would recieve at the new school he laughed.  Afterall how often was it
that people saw a sex changing matial-artist?    This would be a fun year.
No more fiances to bother him, no more stress from the worries of being
killed by an insane martial artist, and best of all he had finally escaped
his father.  Picking a piece of paper from a small pile Ranma looked at the
schedule for the year English, Cooking, Math, Public speaking, history and a
martial arts course.  stretching Ranma dragged himself into bed not wanting
to be tired on the first day of a new life.
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     Chapter 1:  Untitled at present time


        Ami woke to the sound ofher alarm blareing loudly in her ear.
Groaning loudly The blue haired girl jumped out of bed, rushing through an
early morning ritual that had been instinctual for much of her life.  She
had finished geetting ready in leass than 45 minutes having rushed through
the process not wanting to be late on the first day at Juban.

        Leda Stretched as she heard the alrm blaeing dragging herself out of
bed she staggered across the room smashing the offending clock.  Sighing at
the fact that she had awakened so wearly Leda staggered into the shower, and
began to ready herself for a new day, at a new school.  

        Serena as always woke late, and rushed at inhuman speed through the
routine she had become so familiar with.  As she shot out of bed Luna was
thrown accross the room into a heap on the floor.  Barely budgeing from her
slumber.  Serena, raced out the door with only ten minuted to get to school
and find her class.

        Ranma Saotome approached the gates thirty minutes before the start
of classes on the first day.  A change from his ussual late and hurried
entance into class.  Heading to the office Ranma smiled.  It was time to
have a little fun!.  Walking through the doors to the office Ranma cleared
his throat.  After a few minutes the councilor looked up only long enough to
grabb his files,  Running down the hall he dropped the other folder with the
nurse and principal knowing that their reactions to the information in those
files would be worth the time it had taken to have them assembled.  Laughing
Ranma Bounced down the halls dodgeing around student at speeds that defied
logic.  Only to be suddenly stopped saw his home room.  Taking a seat he sat
back waiting for the class to start.  Ten minutes later student filed into
the room, gossiping about their summers, and discussing their plans for the
year.

          
        Ami's first class had been boring, tiring even.  She was supposed to
be in an advanced math class and the instructor had been late.  She only
showed up in time to give the class an assignement to be turned in the next
day.  Not that it bothered her, she had already finished the first chapter
of the the book.  Now she had finally found her cooking class only to be
disappointed in not seeing any of her friends there.  They hadn't gotten the
same times in their respective cooking classes, but at least they would had
the same P.E. class.  Finally takeing the time to loook around the room she
noticed the six small round tables at different points in the room.  Most of
the tables had been filled, but one had only two students sitting there.
Molly she recognised almost immediately, but the strange boy with a pig tail
who she was talking to was new to her.  Makeing her way to a free seat she
took seat next to Molly.  As she sat down her friend chatetd excitedly at
her.  "Ami what are you doing in here?  I didn't think you were the type to
cook.  Then again with the guy you've been dateing, I geusse I shouldn't be
suprised, Melven said he saw ya, at some reastraunt."   Turning to Ranma,
Molly introduced the matial artist to her blue haired friend.  

        After several minutes of the jabbering young girl Ranma's nerves had
reached a ragged edge.  Even with his endurance he could hardly stand the
girls high pitched voice.  Finaly awhen hope seemed to be lost for him the
paled instructor walked into the room, with a slightly less pale principal
trailing behind.  Scanning the room they finally spotted Ranma.  They
quickly walked over to the young martial artist and  hurled a bucket of cold
water at the young matial artists back.  As the change took place everthing
in the room stopped.  

        Ami paled, at what she saw.  The Buy who had been sitting next to
her had just turned into a girl.  The Red head turned glaring at the
sputtering old man who had thrown the water on her.   "You could have asked
before you did that.  I would have been willing to demonstate, it for you.
Now I have to explain this."  Sighing The martial artist told of the fateful
trip to jusenkyo, skipping over many of the details not wanting to bring-up
old memories.   As Ranma's tale unfolded many of the student backed away
from the martial-artist, as did the principal who was holding the bucket.
The only people in the room who had not yet moved were Ami who was used to
the strange and unussual, and Molly who was still in shock over what she had
seen.  The rest of the class time seemed fly as questions began to fly from
Ranma's classmates.  w