This story is just collecting dust on my hard drive.  I wrote this
nearly a year ago.  I don't believe in many of the matchups showed here
anymore.  But for completeness sake, I'm posting it to the list.  If
there is interest in it, I may continue it.  Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer:  All characters portrayed in this story are the property of
Rumiko Takehashi and co.

Another Time, Same Place

by

Donny Cheng

	Ranma jumped up and down excitedly.  Finally, he was going to be
cured.  He held the ancient amazon artifact up and gazed happily at it. 
It was a broach that granted the wearer one wish every one hundred
years.

	"Will you stop all that jumping around already?  We know how happy you
are.  Just make the wish and be done with it."  Akane glared at Ranma,
but inwardly she was just as happy for him.

	Ryoga and Mousse looked at Ranma with disdain.  Mousse looked at Ranma
crossly, "Just be sure to say the wish correctly.  Shampoo and I do want
to be cured also."

	"Don't worry Mousse.  I got it covered.  I know that exactly what to
say."  Ranma couldn't help but feel optimistic after all that had
happened.  To think that Cologne had been keeping them in the dark about
this artifact.  She probably wanted to use the wish herself.

	"Yeah, stupid Mousse.  Airen can do it."  Fortunately, Shampoo found
out about the artifact.  She had been looking through a book filled with
descriptions of artifacts and spells that could help her with win
Ranma.  She came across a listing of various items that granted wishes,
including the broach, and it's last known owner was none other that
Cologne.  She also discovered that the broach was stored in China. 
Ranma had then tricked Kuno into taking a certain 'pig-tailed girl' on a
supposed romantic trip to China.  Naturally, this ended up with all the
various Nerima residents joining them and wanting a piece of the wish.

	Ranma carefully pinned the broach to his shirt.  He then placed list
with names of the Nerima residents upon it.  "I, Saotome Ranma, wish for
those, whose names are on this list, to be happy."

A bright flash of light surrounded Ranma.  Smoke emitted out from around
the light.  When it cleared, Ranma was gone.

	Cologne had at that moment caught up with stunned group.  "No wait,
son-in-law.  Do not make that wish."  She was of course too late. 
"Idiot.  I told you that wish was not to be used."

	Shampoo stared in shock as her beloved disappeared.  "What happened
great-grandmother.  Where Ranma?"

	Cologne could only shake her head in sadness.  "That broach was
cursed.  Oh, it did grant wishes, but only in a way that would help the
wearer the least.  The curse had already taken effect the moment Ranma
touched the broach.  There is nothing we can do now.  That fool boy is
lost to us.  We have to return to Japan.  We can not return to
Joketsuzoku now.  There is no way for us to regain our honor."  She
turned to leave, but noticed Shampoo staying behind.  Seeing Shampoo
crying, Cologne did not have the heart to make her leave Ranma's final
resting ground just yet.

	The Nerima residents could only stare in shock.  The boys were
strangely quiet.  They did not feel at all happy at Ranma's fate, for he
died trying to make all of their dreams come true.  His love interests
all cried and unknowingly drew closer to each other for comfort as they
were the ones that loved Ranma the most.  Soun's tears would not stop as
Kasumi and Nabiki tried to comfort him.  Genma and Nodoka held each
other closely.  Happosai had fainted.  The truth had finally sunk in. 
Ranma was gone.

			* * * * *

	Happosai sat alone in the small grove where his most beloved Ranma-chan
had last disappeared.  He was now the last to believe in the eventual
return of Ranma.  Ranma's fianc�es were to last to leave.  Cologne had
decided enough was enough and dragged them kicking and screaming back to
Nerima.  Happosai sighed and settled down comfortably.  It would be a
long wait.

			* * * * *

"Get off of me you old letch."  Ranma glared at the aged master of
Anything Goes.

	Happosai had tears in his eyes as he again leaped towards him.  "I
still can't believe you're back!  Oh, how Happy has missed you."

	Ranma sighed as he finally relented and gave the pervert a bra that he
kept in his pocket for emergencies such as these.  The letch immediately
grabbed it and nuzzled it to his face.  Ranma shuddered.  He looked
around him and noticed he was alone.  From what he had learned from the
master, some time has passed in the world.  That would explain why
everyone wasn't here.  He just wondered how much time had passed.  He
looked towards Happosai and smiled.  The pervert had been the only one
who waited for his return and Ranma couldn't help but feel grateful.  He
went over to pick the master up and started the long journey home.

			* * * * *

	Ranma breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath as he reached the
shore.  He made it back on Japan.  He glared at the old man nestled
between his breasts.  "You can let go of me now.  Were back in Japan." 
When Happosai didn't comply, Ranma forcefully punted him away.  That
would be the last time Ranma felt sorry for the old letch.  He thought
back to all the mobs that chased him through China and of the long swim
home.  He didn't understand how the pervert could survive under water
for such a long time.  Ranma felt his debt of gratitude had been paid in
full to Happosai, after all of the things the pervert had put him
through.  Now was the time to go back to Nerima.

			* * * * *

	Wow!  Ranma thought to himself.  Furinken sure had changed since he
left.  His first stop in Nerima was the school.  At the moment it was in
the middle of a school day.  He hoped to catch his old friends first. 
He looked around the school.  The school seemed to have been converted
into a large dojo.  There was even an arena in the middle of the campus.

	Perfume raised her hand victoriously as she punted another challenger
away.  She smiled as she knew she would win the tenth annual Furinken
high martial arts tournament for the fourth time in a row.  There was no
one in her age group in Nerima that could defeat her.  She patiently
waited for the next challenger to come up.  It was Hibiki Ryoko next. 
Perfume grimaced.  She did not want to fight her best friend again.

	Ryoko sighed as she warmed up for her match with Perfume.  Damned her
grandfather.  Why did he always want her to fight Perfume?  Couldn't he
see that she and Perfume were best friends?  Who cared who was the
strongest martial artist in Nerima.  Ryoko looked up at Perfume sadly. 
Their respective prides as martial artists forbade them to let the other
win.  With that thought in mind, Ryoko charged at Perfume.

			* * * * *

	"The next challenger is from the Hibiki School of Anything Goes, Ryoko
Hibiki."  There was a great cheer from the audience.  This proved to be
a good match.

	Ranma's ears perked at what the announcer had said.  "The Hibiki School
of Anything Goes?  Nah!  I couldn't be that Ryoga has started his own
school.  That girl up there looks like she is the same age as him.  It
must be another branch of Anything Goes that Happosai never told us
about."  Ranma then did a double take.  The girls looked almost exactly
like Akane.  The only difference was that her hair had brownish tints in
it instead of blue and she had fangs.  Ranma approached the arena to
watch the fight. It was not going well for the girl, named Ryoko.  The
other combatant, also a girl, was clearly the better of the two.  She
had an exotic face with long black hair.  Her catlike eyes were her most
distinctive features.  With a mighty yell, Ryoko again charged at the
other girl, only to be flung out of the ring.  Ranma stared.  The girl
was going to land pretty badly. He quickly jumped and intercepted the
girl.

			* * * * *

	Perfume grabbed Ryoko's outstretched arm and with practiced ease, threw
her away.  Oh no!  She had accidentally used too much force.  Ryoko was
going the hit ground very hard.  She was about to see if her friend was
going to be okay, when suddenly a red blur intercepted Ryoko and landed
safely on the ground.  It was Ranko that saved Ryoko.  No wait!  The
girl couldn't have been her friend.  The mysterious girl had red hair
and appeared to be a lot younger.  Also, Ranko wouldn't be caught dead
wearing such male clothing with her hair tied in a pigtail.

	Ryoko struggled in the arms of the girl that saved her.  Anger
overwhelmed her.  Who dared interfere in her battle?  She looked in
shock at her savior.  The person looked exactly like a younger Ranko
with red highlights.  She recovered from her shock and yelled at the
girl.  "Who do you think you are?  You can't interfere in a match
between two people"

	Ranma looked at the girl incredulously.  "What?  If I hadn't just saved
you right now, you would have been hurt.  Man, what macho tomboys you
girls are."

	Ryoko's eyebrow twitched.  If there was one thing she hated more than
fighting her friend it was her femininity being made fun of.  She
grabbed the rude girl by the collar and punted her away.

	Perfume watched as Ryoko kicked the girls towards her.  Good.  She too
wanted to punish the girl for her poorly chosen words.  "Since, you are
on the arena, you are now my next challenger.  Prepare yourself."

	"What?  I can't fight you.  I don't like to hit girls."  Ranma then
tried to jump off the arena.

	Perfume blocked her way.  "You're a girl yourself dummy.  I think
you're just using that as an excuse because you're afraid of what I will
do to you."  Perfume smiled as the pig tailed girl bristled at her
comment and got into a martial arts stance.  "I am, Perfume, heir to the
School of Chinese Amazon Martial Arts."

	Ranma is too stunned by what Perfume had said to answer.  Did she say
Chinese Amazon?  Instead he just mumbled out, "I'm Ranma."  Dazed by the
Chinese girl's comments, Ranma barely dodged her attack.  He quickly
gathered his wits and prepared for Perfume's next onslaught of attacks.

			* * * * *

	Perfume was getting frustrated.  This Ranma was matching her speed for
speed.  Ranma did not attack back, instead she only dodging and blocking
her attacks. She didn't think there was anyone who could compare with
her in that department other then her parents and
great-great-grandmother.  She had thought this would have been an easy
fight.  It looked like she couldn't afford to go easy on the girl and
setup for her special attacks.  Charging at Ranma, she yelled, "Katchu
tenshin amaguriken!"

	Ranma was again shocked as he heard Perfume utter the words of the
technique Cologne had taught him.  Hundreds of blows landed on him.
However, Ranma was conditioned to be able to withstand a certain amount
damage.  Ranma staggered slightly and gazed at the girl evenly.  There
was no way he was going to be caught off by a girl again.

			* * * * *

	Ryoko joined up with the rest of her friends as she watched the fight
unfold.  Yukio and Yuu stood to her right.  "Wow, that Ranma sure is
good."  They were twin brother and sister and tended to say the things
at the same time.  Other that for a few minor differences, Yukio looked
like her father, while Yuu looked like his mother.  Their father looked
feminine and their mother looked masculine.  That was one weird family.

	To Ryoko's left were her cousins Tatewaki and Kasuga.  Tatewaki snorted
as he watched the battle.  Though inwardly, he was very impressed. He
shared both his father's and mother's features in both physical and
mental aspects.  With his skills he was easily the best male fighter in
Nerima, but he still fell behind Ryoko and Perfume.  He prided himself
on his skill with the bokken and his skill with the Tendo School of
Anything Goes.  He gazed at Ranma with an analytical eye.  What he saw
could help him in his battle to win the heart of Perfume.  His mother
had taught him to always look for the advantage.

	Kasuga smiled at the battle going on.  Oh my!  I do hope they don't get
hurt.  That reminded him, he had to tend to Ryoko's wounds. Kasuga
picked up his first aid kit and watched over his cousin.  His mother had
always taught him to be nice and courteous, while his father taught him
some of the skills he would need to help others.  He couldn't help but
glance at the girl atop the arena.  She reminded him of Ranko. Sigh. 
There was a sickening crunch.

	Ryoko bopped her cousin on the head angrily.  "Stop thinking of Ranko
already."  She hated when Kasuga did that.  He was the spitting image of
his father when he was like that.  Her bones were quickly snapped back
into place as Kasuga looked at her sheepishly.  Ryoko relented.  Nobody
could get mad at Kasuga for long.  He was just too much like his
mother.  She instead turned her concentration back at the fight.

			* * * * *

	Perfume sank too her knees.  She was getting tired.  After she had
first hit Ranma with the chestnut fist, she was sure she would win.
Incredibly, Ranma was able to withstand the five hundred punches.  When
she tried to use the move again, Ranma had yelled out "Katchu tenshin
amaguriken revised!"  Ranma managed to block all of her punches with
that technique.  She was feeling depressed at the moment.  It was time
to use the other move her great-great-grandmother had helped her learn. 
She gathered up her chi and fired a shi shi hokodan at the offending
girl.

	Amazingly the girl just smirked and blocked with her own chi blast.
Perfume was ready to cry.  Was there any way for her to win?  With half
a heart, she charged the girl again.

	Though Ranma didn't show it on the outside, he was very tired. This
girl was giving him the toughest fight he had ever had.  This girl was
just as fast, if not faster, as he was.  He could barely dodge her
attacks and had to actually block many of them.  His arms hurt from all
that blocking.  He could see the frustration on the girl's face when he
didn't attack her.  An angry opponent was much easier to fight since
they often made more mistakes.  Ranma had then purposely went on the
defensive to make the girl madder.  His body paid the price as a
result.  He fought the urge to rub his soar arms and forced himself to
appear more confident than he felt.  His confidence grew as he saw the
girl prepare a chi blast.  Now for the final demoralizing blow.  He
blocked the blast with his moko takabisha.  Perfume gazed at him with
undisguised hatred and ran right at him, ignoring all her training. 
Ranma smiled.  This was what he had been waiting for.  He sidestepped
out of the enraged girl's way.  Perfume fell out of the ring.  Perfume
had lost.  That was when the chaos started.

			* * * * *

	The parents looked worriedly at the prone bodies of all the children
lying about the dojo.  They were all hurt pretty bad. Cologne looked
angry. Who could have done this to the greatest group of young martial
arts talent ever assembled?  From what Perfume's incoherent ramblings
had told her it was a girl about the same age as they were.  The girl
was also using Chinese Amazon Martial Arts.  When the children had seen
how the girl had humiliated Perfume, they had all charged the arena. 
They had then fallen prey to the hiryu shoten ha technique.  With so
much anger the resulting tornado lasted a full ten minutes.  In fact the
user, herself was also flung away by the power of the technique.  Could
it be an amazon from Joketsuzoku?  Cologne had not been back in China
for a long time, so that was a possibility.  It was then the doors to
the dojo slid open.

	Ranma, still in girl form, staggered in.  "Hey, everybody I'm back!" 
Ranma then noticed the stares from all his old friends.  He then noticed
that his friends were twenty years older and that they were tending to
the people who had tried to beat him up before.  Ranma fainted.

			* * * * *

	Ranma awoke to find himself surrounded by his friends and the people he
had fought earlier in the day.  Cologne then walked up to him.  She had
a glint in her eye as she smirked.  "Ranma, I assume that you don't know
that twenty years have passed since made the wish with that cursed
broach.  Still dense as always.  Didn't it ever occur to you to find out
what the date was?  No, I thought not.  I have discovered what happened
after you made the wish.  Your wish was for everyone to be happy.  Well
it seems your wish was granted.  The broach brought you to a time and
place when everyone got what they desired the most.  Though they may not
be the same desires when the wish was first made, it hardly made any
difference as you are now here."

	Ranma could not believe what he was hearing.  "What?!  It took twenty
years for everyone to be happy.  Who could possibly stay sad for twenty
years?"

	Cologne sighed.  "It was Kodachi.  She had never given up on you.  Her
obsession with you caused her to snap and she was put in a mental
institution.  She died three months ago.  That was when you came back I
assume."  Ranma shoulders slumped at hearing this.  Nodoka hugged her
son tightly to comfort him.

	Soun and Genma quickly came over and grabbed Ranma while they cried. 
Soun was the first to speak.  "Ranma, you're back.  Now the two schools
of Anything Goes can be united.  Here is my fourth daughter, Meiko, age
sixteen."  Soun grabbed a girl that resembled Hinako sensei and put her
in front of him.  In fact the girl looked to be a younger or older
version of Hinako sensei.  A pair of hand's bopped Soun on the head. 
Nodoka did the same to Genma.

	Hinako grabbed Soun by the ears and admonished him.  "Honey you're
scaring Meiko.  You've got to forgive him, Ranma-kun.  He's just excited
to see you that's all.  Oh, you're wondering why I'm not a little child
anymore?  Well you see, Soun here cured me.  Yes, that means I can't
absorb chi anymore.  I knew you would be the most happy at hearing that
bit of news."  Meiko is blushing furiously as she had heard how her
father spent his nights 'curing' Hinako.  That had been how they came to
have her as Nabiki had been fond to tease her.

	Genma escaped his wife and again grabbed Ranma.  "Boy, the engagement
between you and one of the Tendo daughters had never been broken.  So,
your new fianc�e is now Meiko."

	A girl that appeared to look exactly like Ranma's girl calmly tugged
his father away.  "Do not listen to what father says.  Oh, I forgot to
introduce myself.  I'm Ranko, your younger sister.  Actually, I think
I'm older than you.  I'm eighteen."

	Ranma's head was spinning with all these introductions being made all
at once.  He felt another person tap him on the shoulder.  It was
Cologne.  "Well, Ranma, it is nice to see you again.  Or should I call
you, son-in-law.  I've heard of how you have defeated Perfume in
battle."

	Perfume glared at Ranma angrily as she spoke to Cologne. 
"Great-great-grandmother, those amazon traditions are old fashioned.  I
won't marry that creep just because he defeated me."

	Shampoo and Mousse took hold of their daughter before she could say
anything more. Shampoo looked at Ranma affectionately.  "I am sorry for
my daughter's outburst and for thrusting such hardship on you once
again.  I'm sorry but amazon traditions does force me to engage you to
her."

			* * * * *

to be continued...