lol! That was great, I too have a similar idea, but fused with another
series :)
>From 'The Anything goes Ranma 1/2 fanfic page:'
http://www.geocities.com/tokyo/temple/9371
A Ranma / Those who hunt Elves, Alternative-universe
crossover Ideafic.
* All rights belong to whoever owns them.
* This is just my way of giving praise to one of my all-
time favorite anime:)
* This takes place after vol 38 and after Akane finds
out about Ryouga's curse to make things simpler.
Those who hunt Martial Artists
By Kahlil Noriega
00:01 - Stripping is not for the faint of heart
'A cure at last' was the thought running through most of
the nerima inhabitants as they stood upon a desolate
plateua ovewrlooking a mountenous valley in the heart of
China. Ranma especially as he watched Akane intently as
she stood in the middle of a ritual circle in front of
an old grey stone altar. Palms held outward facing the
altar,
She looked cute and all, maybe even sexy, but he wasn't
about to reveal that to her anyway. Seeing Akane in that
all too revealing sleeveless-tunic that passed just
above her knees with long slits at the sides. Various
beads and jewels adorned her body as a silent wind blew
back her hair. Her eyes were closed he saw with a touch
of sweat beading on her forehead as she chanted.
Unfortunately, Ranma was wrestling with Shampoo and
Ukyou at the time, tossing various insults in Akane's
direction. Akane lost her concentration as she gave
Ranma a few choice words at that critical moment when
the spell was being casted. She tried to salvage it, but
it was too late...
The spell was sent hurtling to the sky, breaking into
five shimering pieces at its peak as the magic scattered
them to parts unknown. The light from the spectacle
slowly dim as its witnesses slowly came back to life. A
lot of blaming, a lot of cursing and a whole lot of
arguing began only interrupted by the insistent cough of
one of the elder women who helped set the ritual.
"A cure to your condition is not lost. Though the book
that held the spell is irrecoverable, the spell itself
is still intact but in pieces. Even as we speak, hosts
are chosen."
"So what are you saying?"
"It means that five other martial artists must have been
in sync with your friend when she inadvertently
miscasted the spell. Now, each of those five people now
possess one of the fragments of your cure."
"So, who are they?" Ranma asked nervously, half knowing
the coming answer but otherwise wanted to confirm his
suspicions.
"That I do not know..." The decrepid old crone replied,
Ranma just about wanted to faint out of shear
frustration. A cure, finally I found a cure. We were so
close...
"What! Then how the hell are we going to get those spell
fragments!" Ryouga shouted from behind the group who
only wilted at all the stares given him. He meekly
quieted down as the old crone chose that time to speak.
"Those chosen by the spell as its bearer would have to
possess a strong spirit, a martial artist or a
practitioner of some other fighting art."
Perked by this confession by the old crone, Ranma
finally looked up. The cure was still in reach, all he
had to do was find it...
"All right, so what do we do when we find one of these
chosen, how do we get the spell back from them."
"That will be my task, Ranma..." Akane meekly replied as
Ranma turned around to face her, comprehesion lacking as
he gave her worried eyes as he spoke "Akane..."
"Elder thought it to me. This whole ritual was supposed
to graft the spell onto my skin to make the spell stable
to cast..." Akane supplied avoiding his eyes while she
explained. "I'll be the vessel that holds the spell..."
"Akane you can't..."
"Ranma there is no other way, I am the only one who can
do this..."
"Akane I can't let you do this!" Ryouga cried, grasping
Akane's hands in his before blushing heavily. When he
got a hold of himself and realized this, he hastily let
her hand go.
"Ryouga I..."
"Akane, let me. Let me be the one to contain the spell."
Ryouga offered.
"Now hold on there pig-boy, if anyone's going to hold
the spell it would be me!"
"Ranma honey..."
"Airen..."
Silence
"No, Ranma..."
"Akane..."
"I will do this, it was my fault I miscasted the spell
in the first place... "
Ranma tried to argue back, but seeing the fire in
Akane's eyes, there was no use arguing with her.
"Alright..."
"So what do we do now Ranma?" Ryouga asked.
"What else can we do, this could be the only sure fire
way of getting cured. A cure that I will by any means
take. If it means I have to STRIP every last martial
artist in the land in my search to find that cure! I'LL
DO IT!"
"Ranma..." Akane gaped.
"Akane..."
"YOU PERVERT!"
"WHAM!"
Later...
Happosai: What the hell is this?!
Ranma: What's wrong with you now, you old freak?
Happosai: This mark, I can't get this blasted tattoo off
my... (Happosai said glancing underneath his dogi while
preventing the others from seeing said mark.)
Ranma: Let me see! Ranma shouted as he made a grab for
the old man who nimbly moved out of the way.
Happosai: What do you want from me Ranma?
Ranma: I need to see you naked!