Humorous crossover anyone? If you guessed the mystery series by the
title alone, you've been paying attention, have a snakey cake. C&C, MST,
FFIRC, and what not, DESPERATLY needed... love me? Please?

OtakuNXS presents....


                Craft 54, Where the !@#$ Are You?

        First class Detective Mihoshi carefully wiped an errant lock of
hair from her friend's fevered face. Kiyone, eye's still closed, moaned
softly and tried to snuggle deeper into the medical cot. Sterile white
surrounded them, as bizarre machines glowed silently, going about the
countless jobs necessary to keep the dark hared woman comfortable. I
like the pretty lights, thought the blonde operative hoping that they
brought some form of soothing to her soulmate. Suddenly, her hand was
griped in by the clawing grasp of a woman in pain.

        "Come here detective Mihoshi, I've got a job for you. See this
button? DON'T TOUCH IT!" Kiyone cried out, her eyes wild as she pulled
Mihoshi down to her, yelling the last in and through the young woman's
head. "You won't push it will you? The jolly candy like button!"

        Mihoshi looked down to her partner as if to say, "Of course,
Kiyone, you just rest, worry about getting better. I-I'll be fine
without you, just get well." Had the other officer not had hands firmly
around her neck, shaking her viscously, she just might have said it.

        A uniformed nurse ran in and frantically injected some solution
into Kiyone's arm, as several orderlies separated her from Mihoshi and
activated hidden restraints on the bed. Wiping the tears from her blue
eyes, the tan woman simply smiled. She still had so much life left in
her.

        "Tragic really, one of our best officers." The newest Section 8
chief of Galaxy Police shook his wolf-like head sadly. Smiling a toothy
grin at Mihoshi, he put a reassuring paw on the detective's shoulder.
"Don't worry, we'll take good care of her. She'll be as good as new in a
matter of years."

        Mihoshi wiped one last tear with her sleeve, pausing only to
blow her nose in Kiyone's sheets. "Than-thank you sergeant Alhroun.
Without her, the world is a dark and lonely place, please bring her back
to me."

        "You heard her men. I want that detective taken care of. We
can't break up this particular team." Section Chief Alhourn proclaimed.

        "Yes sir!" the orderlies cried in unison. A bespectacled man in
a lab coat adjusted his glasses dramatically. "Don't you worry, she's
got more then a few good millenium left in her. We'll do everything we
can to see that these two are never parted again!"

        Kiyone eye's opened wide and suddenly the computer screens
seemed to writhe in pain and horror. The orderlies tightened the
restrainers and the nurse hypoed another injection into the thrashing
woman.

        "That's the fighting spirit of the Galaxy Police right there
gentlemen. You take good care of it!" As Kiyone gave one last frantic
pull on her restraints, reaching out to her partner, murder in her eyes
the Section Chief saluted her. Then he placed another paw on Mihoshi.
"Let's leave her to rest now, she wouldn't want us to witness her time
of weakness. Besides, I have to speak with you."

        "Just let me say my good-bye's." Mihoshi noticed the Chief's
warning smile and nodded solemnly, "I mean my... until we meet again."

        "That's the spirit detective, carry on." The wolf-man gave
Mihoshi a salute and walked out the door, ushering the attendants out as
well, leaving her alone with her loved one.

        "Parting, parting is such sweet sorrow that I... that isn't
right." Mihoshi walked over to the largest and most impressive of the
medical devices. "The red and green light is a lot more cheery, and
that's what you need." She fiddled with the dials a bit, until the
proper colors danced about the machine's surface.

        "Also, I brought these for you. Some guy was actually trying to
throw these away, can you imagine?" Mihoshi picked at the lovely
blossoms of the plant in her hands. Looking about, she found a vase
filled with liquid. "Look, they even have tubes to replenish the water,
how thoughtful." She pried the metal lid of the vase and placed the gift
of life and color into the strangely thick water. Must be special flower
water, she thought.

        "Please, come back to me soon." Mihoshi whispered as she leaned
closer to her friend. "I'll be waiting." The detective gave a final,
heart-betraying kiss and walked out without another word.


        "Detective Mihoshi, I know just how hard all this is for you.
But frankly, after the explosion, I can't give you much time to grieve.
Over two-hundred criminals escaped deep freeze, the possible
repercussions of this are staggering." Chief Alhourn walked the
detective down the hallway, ignoring the frantic cries of the nurse
behind him. "We need everyone on the force, working the beat, and
tracking them down. I just can't spare you, much as I'd like."

        "I need a team in here STAT! She's having an allergic reaction
to something in the IV tank!"

        "You don't have to worry about that sir, I'd never tarnish the
good name of the Galaxy Police, what would my partner say?" Mihoshi's
face went serious as she snapped into a salute. "Detective FIRST Class
Mihoshi reporting for duty. You can count on me sir."

        "What the hell? This is set for a Splogroth's biorhythms! She
can't take that much pressure, she's going to blow for sure captain!"

        Chief Alhourn's face broke into a wide, pointed smile. Then he
laughed in a deep throaty growl. "Of course, Detective FIRST class." He
looked to the heavens above and allowed a small tear to well up in one
eye. "If only I had more true warriors among my officers!"

        "Ack! Somebody call in security, somehow one of the Audries
Fours didn't get incinerated... ARRRRRGGGGHHHH! Get it off me, man get
it off!"

        "Here's your new assignment." The silver wolf chief handed the
platinum blonde detective the diamond crystal plaque. Instantly, data
and pictures danced about the clear sheet, detailed maps, mug shots and
bakery locations all at her fingertips. "These area's are considered
high target zones for our escapee's, memorize them and..."

        "What a cute little basset hound."

        "Ah, that's Oshi, a viscous cur if ever there was one. Don't let
those cute widdle ears fool you. He's actually quite dangerous, he's got
a mean streak a mile wide. Take note detective, or death awaits you with
nasty pointy teeth."

        Mihoshi nodded solemnly, and they discussed the other villains
now prowling the galaxy, villains that only the best could face. There
was no question as to just who the best was. Finally, they approached
his office, he offered her a cup of tea, and then he sat down heavily,
spinning his swivel chair to face the space filled window.

        "There's something else, Detective, you will be given a new
partner." He stared out into the endless depths of space, eyes focusing
on something distant, unattainable, but a worthy goal nonetheless.

        "But sir, I..."

        "NO! Detective, we have lost too many good officers to this new
menace. There's more then just a group of deviants all about the cosmos,
their coming together, forming alliances, working as one. I'll put one
of my men, especially one such as you against any three of them. But to
ask you to take on an entire army, alone, without backup? No, it will
not be done."

        Mihoshi stared into her tea, unable to counter; unable to even
fully understand everything that had been said. "Who?"

        "Someone new, fresh out of the academy. You see, when the
explosion took out a good half of the Galaxy Police Station, we were in
a bit of a bind. We have the ships, we have the computers, and we have
the mecha, what we lack is the officers. I'm afraid we've had to draft
some of the cadets. This will be hard on everyone, them and you. You had
better be up to it, his life is very much in your hands."

        Mihoshi looked up, "Him, sir?"

        "Yes, I'm not completely up on his bio, but he's supposed to be
first rate. No one is really sure where he came from. He's human so the
guess is a Jurian colony." The lupine stood and leaned against the thin
sheet of transparent aluminum, the only thing keeping him safe from a
thousand ways to die and nobody to hear you scream. "Boy wandered in on
a training exercise, four class three Aptoms, and he... won. Mihoshi,
the guy wasn't wearing a battle suit, and he won."

        "Cute, good fangs too." Mihoshi blushed slightly as she scanned
the image.

        "For a human, yes." Chief Alhourn flashed a dozen pointed teeth.
"But I just don't know about this mystery man business. That's why we're
assigning him to you. I don't trust him just yet, better we put our best
man <ahem> woman on the job."

        "Don't worry sir, for the honor of the Galaxy Police, I will not
fail."

        Chief Alhourn nodded approvingly then looked to the door as a
computer generated buzz announced a new visitor. "Ah, and here he is
now, Cadet... Sergeant Tylor, where is the Cadet." The unkempt officer
flinched at the demanding growl.

        "I-I thought it would be best if he freshened up first, so I let
him go to restroom." the young officer shrugged.

        "And?" Chief Alhourn demanded, teeth even more visible.

        "And, that was over three hours ago, no one knows where he is
currently." Sergeant Tylor retreated hastily as fire alight Chief
Alhourn's eyes.

        Mihoshi simply sighed, wondering just how much work was in store
for her. Oh well, she thought, I just have to remember what Kiyone
taught me. Never give up, she never did with me.

        Meanwhile, a young man sneezed abruptly, drawing the attention
of the ten foot man eating plant. Wiping his nose on his sleeve, he
gathered his reserves together for the coming battle. Still, this sure
as hell didn't LOOK like the bathroom, but that was par for the course
in this crazy place. The young man uttered a quiet oath before charging,
"This is all your fault Ranma!"

End Part One

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