First fic warrnig.  First post warrning.
Good Luck.

First fic alert.  This isn't the first thing I have written.  But it is the first one I have
even considered posting to the FFML.

If you have read any kind of fan fiction before then you have seen the disclaimers that all
(well almost all) fics have.

I do not own any of the characters in this story.  One or two might be my creation but I
do not claim any real ownership of them.  I will not be making any money out of this.
Suing me will be useless because the legal fees will be more than you will ever get out of me.

C&C is welcomed and encouraged.  Flames aren't really, but I am starved for attention and
will not mind them that much.

As a final note I have had this idea for a little over a year.  Apologies to Belphera who
has posted on the FFML a story called Revival.  This story is very similar to my idea.  But
I do not plan to involve any crossovers.   If it seems that I have created a crossover I am
sorry.

I need some help on the names I have created.  Are they close enough to Japanese to pass?
Or do they need to change?
Here it is.

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Thoughts <>
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	It was a dark and rainy day in Nerima.  At noon all the streetlights came on and by
six you couldn't even seen them through the rain.  Not even the local martial arts
fanatics would be wandering about in this weather, well maybe with the exception of one
old pervert.  
	Even though there was one person out in this weather, but he wasn't a martial arts
fanatic, or even just plain crazy.  His attire seemed to match the weather perfectly, a large
brown trench coat (so soaked it looked black) and a large leather hat.  It is attire that any
fictional detective would wear, but if that is what this person was going for he failed
miserably.  
	No this person had a look or maybe a feel about him that would make any police officer
that him stop to ask him a few questions.  And if they noticed his companion they would do more
that question him.
	With him this man had a young girl, who seemed to be no older than five years of age.
She was wearing a small parka that did nothing to keep her either warm or dry.  She could be
better shape.  Her hair is the definition of unkempt, she hasn't had a chance to bath in
sometime.  If you paid really close attention you would notice that she has not been very well
fed in a long time, and that her clothing really didn't fit her.  She seemed almost invisible,
the kind of person you could look straight at and not even notice.
	The man leads the girl down the street, not showing any affection or concern for her.
He was obviously searching for something, something he found just a few minutes latter.
	What he found was a large wall residence.  The sign above the gate proclaimed it to be
the "Tendo Dojo."  Grimly the man knocked on the door and waited.

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Ranma 1/2:
Childhood Mysteries 
Part 1
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	Ranma has had a bad day.  It wouldn't take a genius to figure that out.  The set of
his shoulders where screaming to the world that he was not happy.
	<Man what a day,> Ranma thinks to himself, <three maybe four attempted poisoning,
attacks by Ryoga, Mousse, Kuno, Happosai, and even Tarou.  Six maybe seven poundings by Akane,
Nabiki coned me out of all my money, and my day hasn't ended yet.>
Thankfully, with the exception of Kasumi he had the house to himself.  Akane and Nabiki where
spending the night with friends, and Happosai is out stealing panties.  Both sets of fathers
where with Nodoka, most likely trying to come up for a plan for another wedding.  The weather
was keeping all the usual problems away.  Of course it was too good to last.
	 It was at this point in his contemplation that Ranma heard Kasumi's voice downstairs.
"Ranma is up in his room. Ranma you have a guest."  Kasumi calls up to him.
	As the man walked in the room Ranma has to fight an instinct to go into a combat stance,
<Something about this guy just rubs me the wrong way.  I don't even feel this nervous around
Kodachi.>
	"Are you Saotome Ranma?" The man's voice fit his description.  The term ominous doesn't
even come close to describing it.  Even Darth Vader's voice had nothing on this one.
	"Yes, I am," Ranma answers, "What do you want?"
	"I am a courier, I was hired by one Misko Tako, to give you something."  With this the
man reached into his coat.  Ranma fearing the worse goes into an instant combat stance.
      "Here," The courier pulls out a large brown envelope and hands it to Ranma, "This is
everything you need to know."
	Ranma looks down at the envelope, and as soon as his eyes are away, the man quickly and
quietly leaves.  But he left he child behind.  Ranma looks up quickly with hundreds of 
questions on his mind, but breaks off at the sight that the man was gone and the sight of what
he left behind...
	Ranma openly stares at the child, who looks back at him through her hair, head down.  
	"Hello," Ranma says, in a very quiet voice, "Who are you?" 
	Not getting an answer Ranma begins to examine the packet.
	"Oh, shit!"
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	Kasumi has had a good day.  The house was clean and the usual problems had stayed off
the Dojo's grounds.  She was, however, worried about Ranma.  The stress seemed to be getting
to him.  For the last couple of days he seemed rather depressed, a great deal like his friend
Ryoga.  <I hope that man didn't have any bad news for Ranma I don't think he can take much
more.>
	As if her thoughts had summoned him Ranma came slowly down the stairs.  Kasumi bit back
a gasp, for Ranma was paler than she had ever seen him before.
	"Kasumi."
	"Yes Ranma?"
	"Do we have anything to eat?"
	Kasumi frowns knowing Ranma ate less than two hours ago, "Are you hungry Ranma?"
	"It's not for me."  And with this Ranma reaches behind him and gently pulls the girl 
from behind him, where she had hidden.  This time Kasumi was not able to hold in her gasp.
The girl had obviously not eaten for several days, and the look she afforded Kasumi was one
of the most fearful she had ever seen.
	Without a word Kasumi gets up and heads into the kitchen.  A little less than two
minutes latter she comes out with a virtual feast.  Everything that was ready to eat in the
kitchen was placed in front of the girl.  After looking at Ranma and Kasumi she attacks the
food with a gusto that would put Genma to shame.
	"You need to slow down some dear," Ranma gently chides, "You will get sick if you don't
slow down."
	"Ranma who is this?"
	Ranma looks carefully at Kasumi and then to the girl, he then motions Kasumi into the
kitchen.  Once in the kitchen Ranma hands Kasumi a series of official looking documents,
"Well according to these, she is my daughter."
	"..." Kasumi would have fainted, but she was too stunned to faint.
	"Her name is registered as Saotome Miko, her mother is not listed, but her father is
listed as Saotome Ranma."
	"..."
	"I don't know who she parents really are.  If I really was her father I would have to
have been around ten or eleven when I had her.  But I don't know...Something about her makes
me want to protect her."
	"Ranma you do realize the trouble you will be in if you accept that girl as a daughter?"
	"Yes I do, I also realize that I feel odd when I look at her.  I think it may be a
fatherly instinct.  She is a scared little girl that needs stability in her life.  Even life
in this house has got to be better than the life she had to have had."  Ranma's face has a
curious look on it, a thoughtful look Kasumi has rarely ever seen on Ranma's face.
	"You really have been thinking about this haven't you?"
	As an answer Ranma nods and smiles.  Garbing something to drink Ranma returns to the
main room and sits next to Miko.
	Kasumi waits just a little longer before returning to the main room, <Ranma seems very
serious about this, but who is this child's parents, who was that man and why does Ranma seem
to accept this so readily?"
	As Kasumi returns to the main room one more question occurs to Kasumi, "Ranma what are
you going to do about everyone else?"

End Part 1

Well here it is my first fic.
I hope it wasn't too bad.
If you need to get in touch with me write me at trscrogg@unity.ncsu.edu
If I get enough encouragement I might actually continue this.
Please don't spam the list replies to this.  I want it to exist forever.

Part Two 
Ranma introduces Miko to pleasure of a bath.  Miko calls Ranma "dad."  The Saotome 's and
Tendo 's meet Miko. The Saotome 's and Tendo 's go into shock.  Kasumi try to do some damage
control, and to discover more of Miko's and Ranma's past.