Just to let you know I haven't done anything to this yet (ie, no spellcheck,
no grammar check, hasn't been preread, blah blah blah) The reason for posting
this now (the chapter isn't even done yet) is I want to know what people think
of the idea. Here it is and please tell me what you think!
Nicky Townsend
NiChan16@aol.com
Quick Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine. Ranma � belongs to Takahashi-
sensei and DNA^2 belongs to Katsura-sensei. No insult is intended. Please
don't sue me. I'm broke.
Notes: I felt I should include this before I get started. This takes place in
the junior year of both Junta, and Ranma and Akane. In other words after the
end of the DNA^2 manga and the end of the Ranma � manga. I may be butchering
the time line a little but it is nessecery to the story. After I finished
reading the DNA^2 manga this idea grabbed on and wouldn't let go. Any comments
and contructive critism are always welcome. In fact, after hanging out with
the gang at FFIRC, I think they are nessecery. So please, if you have anything
to say�But anyway, without further ado, here's the story.
"Try walking in my shoes "Every time I see you
You'll stumble in my foot steps Something happens to me
Keep the same appointments I kept Like a chain reaction
Try walking in my shoes" Between you and me
My heart starts missing a
beat"
Depeche Mode
Songs of Faith and Devotion Pet Shop Boys
"Actualy"
Reawakenings
A DNA^2 / Ranma � Crossover
Part 1
An angry Junta Momonari thundered down the stairs after his mother, his
normaly unmovable spikey hair bobbing a bit. "Moving?" His voice belied a hint
of panic. "What do you mean, we're moving? Ka-san, it's the middle of my
Junior year! We can't move!"
"I'm afraid so Junta. We are moving. Ever since you lost your memory, I've
wanted to. And since a friend of mine died and left me the shop space that she
owned in Nerima, I have decided to move our shop there. And that is final."
Junta slowly trudged back up the stairs. *Moving, huh? * He threw himself
down on his futon. What was he gonna do now? Well, now that he thought about
it, there really was no reason to stay here. His best friend since
kindergarten, Ami, wouldn't talk to him anymore. He suspected that it had
something to do with the period of time that he couldn't remember anything,
during his sophmore year. But he didn't know what! Ami wouldn't tell him! No
one would tell him. *Maybe it will be better to move away, and start again
where there aren't people who can say the remember the color of your shit from
kindergarten...*
Junta quickly dismissed that thought. That wasn't really the problem. His
problem was his constitution, or more accurately what a girl could do to his
constitution, in the right, or WRONG, situation as the case may be. In
Junta's case it was almost always the wrong situation. *Why did what ever god
bends above us, give me this horrible curse? What did I do to deserve this?*
Junta asked himself. And then thinking aloud "What kind or red blooded teenage
boy pukes around beautiful women?" But it would be nice to go somewhere where
things like that are not known about him, where everyone is normal....
Two weeks later�
Mamonari Junta stood in front of Furinkan High, examining it's gates. Most
schools had gates but, the this piticular gate, and it's walls seemed to be
too high. What worried him, was he couldn't tell if those gates were designed
to keep things in or out. And even if those gates were open, the place seemed
horribly forbiding for some reason. *I really don't want to be here�but if I
don't hurry I'll be late * After prodding himself through the gate itself, he
glaced around at the campus lawns. Everything seemed normal enough to him. He
started his feet moving in the general direction of the front entrance when
when something caught his eye.
A short haired girl in a blue school uniform was standing in the middle of a
congregation of boys wearing all sorts of uniforms, from ruby to sumo. * I
wonder what this is all about? * A silence hung in the air, and the girl in
the center appeared to size up the crowd around her. As a body, all the boys
rushed her. Not knowing what else to do, Junta stopped and stared. Bodies flew
as she worked her way threw the crowd. And finally, when no one but her and
one other guy was left standing, she turned and stomped her foot.
"Geez! You'd think they would have learned after two years!" The other guy,
who seemed to be with her, just shook his head, sending his pigtail flying.
They left all the downed men where they were, and disappeared into the doorway
of the school, leaving a very confused Junta in their wake. *If I had any
hopes of enjoying this year, I think they are gone now. *
For some reason, somthing flashed inside Junta's head for just a second. A
brief glimpse of a fight, one that he did not remember, but seemed to have
participated in. And just as quickly as it came, the flash was gone and
utterly forgotten,
In the distance the school bell sounded, shaking Junta out of his thoughts,
marking that he was late, on his first day at a new school. With no other
reason left to hesitate, Junta hurried in the doors, awating his fate.
**************************
* I feel like a lab rat. * Junta stood in front of his new classmates while
his suspiciously child-like teacher introduced him. After surveying the
classroom for a moment Junta noticed someone familiar. The guy with the
pigtail, that had been with the girl with the short hair, was in his class.
The teacher indicated the empty seat in front of the pigtailed guy. He walked
nervously to his seat and sat down. Class passed slowly. But when doesn't it?
The hours crawled by, and none to soon, the bell sounded which indicated the
beginning of lunch. Junta grabbed a sandwich out of his school bag. * What a
reliefe! Finally! * As he walked down the hall, he cursed his life again. The
Powers That Be had seen fit to make his life miserable. While most guys his
age had a girl friend of some sort, he couldn't even look at porno mags. How
could he when he was allergic to girls? And it was really too bad. Furinkan
High was full of beatiful girls.
Lost in thought, and wallowing in his misery, Junta wandered down the hall to
the exit. A tap on his shoulder jerked his sunddenly out of his reverie, and
spun him around in surprise. It was the guy with the pigtail, and he was
smirking at him.
"Man, you should try to stay awake, at least while your on your feet. I'm
Saotome Ranma. I sit behind you in class? Do you have anyone to eat with?" It
was hard to tell what was on this guy's mind. Junta couldn't tell at first if
he was going to get beat up or�anything. He just couln't tell.
"Momonari Junta. No I don't. I don't know anyone here. I just moved here a
few days ago"
"So what do you think of the place?"
"I don't know. The first thing our neighbours did, was come over and tell us
to go back where we came from. Said there were all kinds of weird stuff
happening in this town, like monsters, dissapearing underwear, people falling
out of the sky, shapeshifters and�. Hey what's up? Did I say something wrong?"
Ranma had stoped walking, and a healthy blush colored his cheeks. "I didn't
think that people were going so far as to gossip about us. Eeesh. But the
panty raids aren't my fault, got it?!?" *God what's he getting so worked up
for? * Junta was now more confused then he had ever been in his life. * "The
panty raids aren't my fault"? So the other stuff is? *
After examining Ranma for a minute, Junta noticed a few things. Mostly that
this guy was built. And it wasn' t the kind of uselessly huge muscle that body
builders have. And something else about his upset Junta. He moved so
gracefuly that Junta felt like he was with a girl instead of this really buff
guy. After careful thought "What do you mean?"
"I'd never be able to explain it so you'd believe me. It's pro'lly best that
you don't know. Come on. We're wasting lunch!" Ranma took off out the door.
Junta watched him for a moment before following. He couldn't quite pick up
what it was, but there was somthing very weird about that guy. A quick flash
of something in his mind, a scene like the one this morning, but it was him
fighting...a gargoyle?...and just a quick as it came it was gone. Junta shook
his head to remove the cobwebs, and then headed out the door.
*******************
Junta caught up with Ranma just a few minutes later. In the shade of a
large tree with low dipping braches laden with leaves, Ranma stood in front of
a small portable grille while the guy working the grille busily flipped
Okonomiyaki. But when Junta appoached, the voice out of that male looking body
was distinctly female.
"So what will it be, new boy?"
"Um...something with shirmp...and shitake mushrooms, too, please.
Oh...and how much?"
"You're Ranchan's friend, so don't worry about it this time. So Ranchan,
you gonna introduce us or what?"
Once again Ranma blushed. "Sorry about that, Ucchan. This is Momonari
Junta"
Junta stuck out his right hand "Nice to meet ya,...Ucchan isn't you're
real name is it?"
Returning the handshake, 'Ucchan shook his/her (he still couldn't
tell) head. "Nope it's not my real name. The name is Kuonji Ukyo." A scream
of rage came from behind Junta, and Ukyo cranned his/her neck to see where it
had come from. "Oi, Ranchan, it seems that Akane has found you."
Ranma momentarily buried his face in his hands, before heaving himself
from his comfortable position on the ground to stand up and meet his
adversary. "Uh...Hi Akane, what's up?"
"Why aren't you eating the lunch I made for you?? Hmmm?? I'd really
like to know." This was the short haired girl from this morning. The scary
one. Poor Ranma seemed at a loss for words. Ukyo was simply crossing his/her
arms in front of his/her body.
*I need to find out about that one. This his/her stuff is bothering
me* The now screaming girl, known as Akane, reminded him of someone...a
picture floated on the edge of his mind...a girl with short, black
hair...*What was her name? Why can't I remember?* The picture in his head
expaned from the girls' face to her whole body. She was wearing...a leotard?
And she was dancing, a ribbon in hand. The girl finished her dance and left
the floor. * I can hear somthing... * In the distance, in side his head,
almost a whisper " Takanashi Kotomi" Another flash...it was so bright Junta
felt himself covering his eyes. Someone stood in front of him. Junta felt his
eyes go wider when he realized who it was. It was himself. A slightly taller,
better looking version of himself. And he was sparkeling. The perfect,
sparkely him leaned down a bit and spoke. "Hi! Did they really think they
could lock me away from all these beautiful girls forever?"
heehee end of teaser!!!!