[FFML] (Fanfic)(R1/2)(SM) (Alpha draft) Winter's Heart part one "And the snowflakes danced..."

Here's the complete alpha draft of the earlier teaser I sent to the list, C&C appreciated, flames will be recycled as re-heating utensils for the people in Basilan. ^_^

Many thanks to my good friends Allyn, Thermopyle and Phuc Tram for their assistance.

He was devastated; never did he know of such pain. Tears fell from his eyes as he continued to dig with frostbitten hands. The ice had come suddenly, with neither cause nor reason, but what reason can you expect from cold, lifeless ice? His bloodied fingers turned the snow crimson as he continued to dig. Finally he saw a hand jutting out of the snow. He pulled hoping that she still lived. Yet her body was stiff, the flesh cold as the snow around them. Ranma Saotome reared back his head and roared out his pain, his grief and the injustice of it all. All the while he cradled his beloved's still form to his own, rocking it back and forth as hot tears fell from his eyes.

He found the rest soon after, friends, fianc�es, rivals and his parents. He buried them all without shedding a tear. He has long ceased grieving. Grieving is for the living, and he feels he no longer deserves to be among them. He entombed his beloved in a casket of ice, high atop the slopes of Mount Fuji and there he stayed guarding her tomb.

He lived as a hermit, forsaking the fellowship of his fellow man and instead opting to live alone. He fought monsters and wild beasts that sought to disturb his beloved's resting place. He challenged each and every soul that thought to trouble his lady's eternal rest. In the years the followed he had slain every beast that dared near the tomb and soon the place was desolate save for the few plants that grew there.

Years passed but he didn't seem to age. His hair had turned white after fighting the resident Snow Maiden and killing her, the essence of the snow spirit merging with his own arctic soul. The soul of ice he embodied soon turned the volcano top into a blisteringly cold wasteland allowing him the solitude he craved for as a youth.

Yet even solitude did nothing for the guilt he felt inside him. The painful realization that despite his skill, despite the numerous enemies he had bested, he still wasn't good enough to save everyone he cared for. He buried his pain under icy indifference. He distracted himself by focusing on his Art. Harnessing the god-given talent bestowed upon him and honing it to a fine edge.

He had grown powerful each passing year, his mastery over his body and his surroundings growing by leaps and bounds over time. Yet not even his skill in the Art could fill the void that was inside him. He soon thought himself too powerful to exist and thus decided he sealed himself in a pillar of ice that rose to the heavens, every now and then giving forth his aura. A beacon to the one he was waiting for. He waited for years and years for the one who would end his guilt and his pain by ending his life.

Jiro Maeda presents
A Ranma � SailorMoon cross over
Winter's heart
Part 1 "And the snowflakes danced..."

Disclaimer: The characters and circumstances appearing in this fanfic aren't mine, they were never mine and they never will be mine. Ranma � characters are owned by Rumiko Takahashi. The Sailor senshi, Tux boy and the other characters and circumstances in Sailormoon are owned by Naoko Takeuchi (did she change her name when she got married?)

The beeping of the Mercury computer disrupted Ami Mizuno's breakfast, disturbing the peace and quiet ambiance of early morning Crystal Tokyo. The quiet senshi, took a sip from her tea, (Chamomile this morning, good for shot nerves,) and calmly summoned the offending device from subspace and stared in shock at something she dismissed months ago as just another anomaly. She almost spit out her tea at the data the tiny hand console relayed from Athena, Mares Serenitas research center's state of the art computer. "This can't be right..." she remarked to herself as she punched in several other commands. The resulting data had her teleporting immediately to the research center.

Upon reaching the computer room, she immediately jacked up her hand console to the main unit and ordered a complete holo-analysis of the anomaly. She whistled to herself as she observed the steady rise and fall of the energy levels. "Athena, display data of the recent spike with the one observed November of the previous year together with those of the recent flux please," she requested.

"Confirming." The pleasant female voice of the AI chimed as several graphs and readings sprung to life around Ami.

"No doubt about it, the two spikes are identical. I doubt this is just a random anomaly brought about by the great ice as I thought it was," she murmured to herself.

She didn't wish to bother her queen, Serenity being overly stressed as she is, due to her impending labor and the others no less panic-stricken. She permitted herself a small laugh as she remembered her dear friend waddling like a penguin as she left her bedroom towards the throne room proper to greet dignitaries from other states. She de-transformed as she entered the teleportation room, pausing only to grab a thick parka and some analysis equipment. A blink of light later the room was empty.

Ami found herself in the middle of a barren, icy landscape. Spires of ice jutted from the ground in even patterns like pikes awaiting the enemy that will be impaled by them. "Not even wild grass grows here," she said, shivering despite her thick coat. Her teeth rattled as fierce winds blew across the land. She held her transformation rod in shivering fingers as she altered her form to that of Eternal Mercury. She frowned at the now useless equipment she brought with her. 'The tools are too frozen to be of any use now,' she thought as she gamely made her way towards the location that her computer had indicated to be the source of the energy beacon.

The harsh arctic winds that assaulted her were most certainly abnormal. She clenched her parka closer to her shivering form, wishing in spite of herself that her senshi uniform was more insulated. She felt the initial symptoms of frostbite, the shivering and the numbness yet boldly pressed on. She brought her arm in front of her, intent on shielding her face from the onslaught of hail and snow that pelted her slight form from all directions courtesy of the powerful snowstorm that appeared out of nowhere. "Whoever this is most certainly does not want visitors," she remarked to herself, or tried to remark to herself since the clattering of her teeth badly mangled her words. When she finally reached the column of ice the storm suddenly ceased. She looked on in wonder as the pillar glowed a lambent blue. Pulsing ever so often akin to the rhythm of a beating heart. She was transfixed by the sight and unintentionally touched the strange pillar with a gloved hand. She was startled when she heard a voice inside her head.

-Are you her? - Murmured the definite masculine voice.

'What are you talking about? Who is this she? And more to the point, what are you?' Mercury replied in her mind, trying her best not to panic.

-Are you the one who's supposed to kill me? -

'Kill him?' Mercury thought with a start. She wondered what would drive this entity to want an end to his life. The blue clad senshi suddenly yelped at the sudden chill that made itself known to the arm she used to touch the pillar.

- Kill me... - The voice pleaded, apparently reading Ami's mind.

"I'm a physician, I extend life not end it... If you want to die, you'll just have to find someone else to kill you." Ami shouted, her normally calm demeanor evaporating in rage over the sheer nerve of the entity encased in the icy prison. She de-transformed and decided to ignore whoever is in the column of ice. As she turned to leave she heard a cracking sound behind her. She turned and was blown off her feet as the pillar exploded.

"Either you kill me or I kill you, take your pick."

Ami opened her eyes and beheld a young man in his late teens enveloped in a writhing blue nimbus. She grabbed her transformation pen and faltered, her hand shivering due to the extreme cold being emitted by the youth. She scrambled away, trying to distance herself from what she surmised to be the source of the coldness she felt clawing at her, at least far enough to transform. She absently touched the communicator on her wrist, instinct honed by several battles made her realize that she needed help. Sadly, the delicate instrumentation of the device was also damaged by the cold. She fell hard after tripping on an errant icicle. She felt pain lancing up from her left foot. 'Twisted, probably broken.' She turned to see her pursuer advancing towards her, each step he made making ice shards grow in his path. There was no escape she thought. "Oh kami, I don't want to die," she whispered as tears began to fall from her eyes. She thought of her friends, of those in Crystal Tokyo that depended on her. Her need to live intensified, adding starch to her spine.

Ranma was disappointed. His would-be-killer couldn't even defend herself. He snorted as he closed the distance between him and the young woman preparing to finish her off by cracking her neck. He was surprised when the young lady in question turned and looked at him with baleful eyes and spoke.

"Why?"

"Huh?" the confusion brought about by the girl's question caused Ranma to stop in his tracks, causing his aura to fade away.

"Why do you want to die?" Ami asked.

"'Coz I got nothing to live for that's why. I'm too dangerous to let live anyway," the pigtailed boy answered with a shrug. "So are you going to kill me or what?"

"No..."

"What? Listen lady, I already gave you my reasons. I'm tired of waiting in that walk in freezer and I'm sure as hell tired of yapping with you. If you can't kill me I'll just go look for someone who will." Ranma answered with heat as he turned and walked off.

"Your answers are insufficient. They're answers one might expect from a nine year old, not a young man." Ami retorted.

"Yeah? Well you're uncute!" shouted Ranma as he turned to face the senshi.

Ami couldn't explain it but something about this person made her angry. Yet for the life of her, she couldn't explain the resonance she felt within him. What was it about this person that made her want to hug him and hit him all at the same time? She shook her head; such thoughts aren't practical at the moment.

"Look lady, I haven't got all day. If you're not gonna kill me, then I guess I'm just wasting' my time." Ranma said with regret. The feelings this girl stirred up within him gave him pause. Sure, she looks like Akane, shouldn't that make him want to leave her and not stay beside her? The confusion inside him made the pigtailed martial artist want to hit his head on something. And so he did...

Ami was about to try to ask the mysterious young man to stop but was floored when he walked towards one of the jutting spires and began repeatedly hitting it with his head. "Stop, what are you doing?" she asked and attempted to stand.

"None of your damn business!" Ranma answered, red in the face. What the hell is going on here? Not even Akane flustered him so easily. He continued to hit his head on the errant ice formation till it cracked.

"You don't have to die, you know?" Ami noted as she finally stood only to titter precariously. "You don't have a purpose in life right now and you're afraid you might hurt someone with your power, correct?"

"Yeah? So what?" he retorted without any force.

"Come with me, you don't have to end your life. Let me help you, you're just lost right now." Ami pleaded

"I don't need no help from nobody, I just need to die." Ranma answered in a voice devoid of emotion, the icy blue nimbus flaring to life around him yet again.

"Then I have no choice do I?" Ami said as she held her transformation pen aloft and changed.

Ranma's eyes widened at the near nude transformation sequence before him. With a very dry throat he croaked out. "Aren't you cold in that getup?" he asked pointing at the Senshi's very short skirt. A madly blushing Sailor Mercury promptly clouted him upside the head returning him to the embrace of the Sandman.

Ami de-transformed and looked at the now unconscious martial artist. She reddened as she recalled hitting him really hard. "I don't go around knocking people out. What is it about him that drives me to violence?" she asked sotto voice as she limped to a nearby boulder she used as a perch. She used her powers to ice up her now swelling ankle and tried to salvage her communicator, her precious mercury computer nothing more than bits of circuitry and wire after being cannibalized.
After constructing a makeshift distress beacon, (Please let someone be monitoring Athena,) she turned to her knocked out companion. "Now what am I to do with you?" she asked aloud not really expecting an answer.

TBC

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