Disclaimer: The characters of Ranma ½ belong to Rumiko Takakashi. The characters of Sailor Moon belong to Naoko Takeuchi. If they belonged to me, I wouldn't be writing this I'd be swimming in my pool of cash. I wouldn't bother suing me either. I got nothing you want. MeSsEd Up! A Ranma ½ / Sailor Moon Crossover! By Hawk C&C welcome, as well as flames at Hawk49er@msn.com Note: I'm hoping I can really mess this story up. Not in a bad way mind you, but in a way that makes it way different from the original. ^_^. You'll understand what I'm talking about when you read it. This takes place after Ranma's battle with Saffron. There is some swearing in it, not a lot and it's somewhat limish. Hope you enjoy! ^_^ Chapter 2 - Training Trip Oh the joys of training! Saturday, around 3:35 p.m. Ranma sighed as he looked around the forest he was in. "This will be perfect." The current area he was standing in had a number of rather large boulders off to the side. The trees were rather thick and would be able to stand up to a lot of punishment. As he felt the water of the nearby pond he noticed it was ice cold, most likely fresh snow melt from the mountain Stretching his arms, Ranma walked back to where he'd left his backpack. Dropping to the ground, he immediately started to do pushups. By the time he reached his 15th, he was tired and sweating slightly. Letting himself fall to the ground, Ranma let out an annoyed breath. *15! Pathetic! I could do 15 one-handed pushups in 20 seconds before.* Catching his breath, he started again. Around 5:00 and 300 excruciating pushups later, Ranma dropped to the ground completely spent. The muscles in his arms ached as he painstakingly dragged himself to his backpack. Pulling a water bottle from it, he quickly and clumsily downed the ice cold water inside. Laying down on the ground, Ranma closed his eyes thinking, *15 minutes then it's back to work.* 15 minutes later he was at it again. Forcing himself to the limit, Ranma continued his pushups. His arms felt as if they were burning, weak from the constant use. Taking deep, ragged breaths, Ranma gritted his teeth as he pushed himself up once again. God, he felt like his arms were going to burst! But still be pushed himself harder. Having used all his strength, Ranma's arms gave way causing him to fall lamely. Blowing away the dirt near his mouth, he rolled over and immediately started doing sit-ups. Well actually he was just trying to plain sit-up. But it sure looked like he was trying to do sit-up exercises! ********* In a house known by many as the Tendo home, a young girl, feared by many, sat with her older sister. "I'm gonna rip his fucking head off and flush it down a toilet," Akane growled, hands clenched, eyes narrowed in anger. Nabiki sighed, "Dear sister, I sympathize with how angry you are at Saotome, but constantly listening to you curse him like that is getting annoying." "I can't help it! The bastard used my schools' name! _MY_ schools name! And for a pathetic excuse for a technique like that too! He is sooo dead!" Akane all but shouted. She was piiiissssed! "Just remember to take his lunch money before you kill him," Nabiki said in a monotone voice. "Hmph!" Akane stood up, hands clenched at her sides and left the room. Of course not before growling under her breath, "I'm gonna rip his fucking head off and flush it down a toilet." Nabiki spun around in her chair, rubbed her forehead and looked at her computer. She smiled when she went over the weeks final payments. They'd made a 20'000 yen profit off of peoples lunch money, and 14'000 yen off of information but they'd made a 35'000 yen profit from pictures of Ranko alone. If she could get rid of the 'Virtuous Kendo Men' she estimated the 'Red Hammers' would make at least double what they'd made. Nobody knew it, except for Akane, but she was the actual leader of the 'Red Hammers'. Without her at the helm the 'Red Hammers' would be nothing. She took care of the money they made. She took care of the gang members payments, and she told Akane who to bully and who not too. Without her, the 'Virtuous Kendo Men' would rule Furinkan. Now if only she could get rid of them. Actually . . . she just might have a way to get rid of them. There was that favor that Hibiki fighter owed her. ********* Ranko wiped the thin line of sweat from her forehead. It wasn't from practicing a kata or from any other strenuous task, but from the steam coming from the pot below her face. Dipping a spoon into the pot, she tasted the miso soup she was cooking. Ever since Kasumi left the Tendo home to pursue the work she loved, though she didn't approve of it much, Ranko had taken over the cooking and most of the household chores. Her Uncle, Soun, help her with the chores of course mainly because he hardly ever had anything to do around the house. With Kasumi financially supporting the family, Soun had virtually retired. Ranko didn't approve of what Kasumi choice as a career, thinking she'd make a much better doctor or nurse, but if Kasumi liked what she was doing, Ranko wasn't going to complain. Besides, like Akane or Nabiki would or could do any of the things she did around the house. Ranko shuddered at the though of Akane cooking the family dinner. The last time Akane had "cooked" no one wanted to eat it so she'd threatened Ranko before shoving it down her throat. After puking it back out, Ranko watched as Akane packed it up and then force fed all of it to Ranma the next day. *She probably cooked it just so she could do that.* Ranko thought a bit angrily. She didn't like how Akane and Nabiki seemed to focus most of their attention of Ranma, but mainly she just didn't like what they did. Tasting the miso soup again, Ranko picked up a shaker of salt, flipped it over the pot and caught it with her other hand. Salt fell carefully and cleanly into the soup causing her to smile. She was getting better at that every day. Of course, she had to thank the ten-year training trip her father took her on. Ranko's father had taken her on a ten-year training trip when she turned six years old. They had traveled all over Japan and some areas of China too. Since her father was a terrible cook, she took over the responsibility so they wouldn't starve to death. When she turned sixteen they had gone home, but that was when the accident happened. Her life hadn't become any easier afterwards. Moving in with her Uncle and adjusting to Akane and Nabiki's way of life was hard enough, especially with the two of them always asking her to join their gang. Then there was Kuno- sempai and the horde of perverted boys that followed him. Taking care of the daily chores and the cooking. And then, last but not least, the Senshi. Being Sailor Sun and fighting against Queen Beryl, including all the other stuff she had to deal with didn't leave her with much free time. Saturdays and Sundays were the only days she ever had any. Checking the teriyaki chicken and miso soup one last time, Ranko turned off the stove and called everyone to dinner. ********* 7:32 Saturday night The out skirts of Nerima. X-files theme: "Do do do do do do, do do do do do do, do-" >Slap< Ok, the author will shut up now. "What do you think it is?" "Don't know, but whatever it is, if it keeps growing, it's gonna cause the time stream to go crazy." "But that's good, right? Whatever the hell this thing is, it'll cause Sailor Pluto a lot of aggravation." "Yeah. It should." "You think it's on our side?" "Not sure. With the amount of chaos it could emit, I wouldn't be surprised, but we can't be sure." "Any clue how it got here?" "Not one." "At least it's not on the damn Senshi's side." ********* *Ugh! Five!* Ranma thought tiredly as he finally finished his fifth pull-up. Of course, relaxing his arms afterwards wasn't that good of an idea. Ranma became immediate dead weight on the tree branch he was using causing it to snap. He landed on the ground hard then had the pleasure of having the branch land on his stomach knocking the wind out of him. Pushing the branch off himself, Ranma let his head touch the ground. He was still exhausted from the many pushups he'd done earlier, but he wasn't giving in. As long as he had strength he intended to use it. Catching his breath, Ranma waited for his arms to cool off when he smelled something burning. And why was his foot getting really hot all of the sudden? Glancing down at his feet, Ranma realized what was wrong. His right foot had landed in the fire he'd set-up earlier and was currently catching fire. He must've frowned at it for five minutes before he realized that his foot was actually on fire. Removing his foot from the flame, he lay his head back down and tried to get some rest. As his foot continued to burn, Ranma shrugged his shoulders. It was good training in the end. ********* "Say again?" Gosunkugi asked rubbing his forehead. He was getting a serious headache. Of course, he always got headaches when Kuno was involved. *Psychotic moron.* he thought tiredly. "I questioned thee as to what thee plans to do about the vile bitch Tendo Akane," Kuno said again, arms folded as he looked down at the Gosunkugi who was sitting behind a large desk. Rubbing his face with both hands, Gosunkugi replied, "I've got something planned for her," he said simply before folding his hands in front of his face. "What doth thou have planned and why haven't thee told me of it!?" Kuno growled through clenched teeth, glaring angrily at the extremely calm figure in front of him. Peering over his folded hand, Gosunkugi simply answered, "Because you don't need to know yet. When the time comes you will be informed." His eyes bore straight into Kuno, unfazed by the withering glare he was receiving. Kuno left the room in a hurry. Sometimes he just couldn't stand Gosunkugi's eyes. He also couldn't understand how Gosunkugi could stare him in the eye and not feel the least bit intimidated. "That man is a moron. Good fighter, but a complete moron," Gosunkugi commented, eyes never leaving the door Kuno had walked through. "Yes, he is an idiot, isn't he. The plan is going along schedule, correct?" a soft voice asked from all the shadows of the room. "The plan is exactly on schedule, Ebony Shadow," Gosunkugi replied, eyes hardening. "Everything's going according to plan." "It better be. Mother would sooo hate to have it not be. And you know how mother tends to get when she's mad," Ebony Shadow said, her voice coming every shadow. Gosunkugi nodded his head seriously, eyes having never left the door, mouth still behind his folded hands. Classic Gendo Ikari. ********* Ranma once again relaxed his muscles as he completed his 20th sit-up. His foot still stung like hell from the fire, but he ignored it the best he could. After letting his foot burn for about five minutes, he had literally hopped, albeit slowly and tiredly, his way over to the pond before putting the fire out with a content sigh. What happened afterward Ranma hoped to forget. He had cupped a large amount of water in his hands and was about to drink it when the reasonable side of his brain struck. *What am I doing?* he thought shaking his head side-to-side. *Getting something to drink.* his instinctive side thought before bringing his hands closer to his mouth. *Wait a minute! I can't drink this!* his reasonable side suddenly countered. *But why not? It's just water.* *Oh yeah! Frogs and fishes always shooting their sperm around, I'll probably end up drinking a handful of-* "Ack!" Ranma abruptly threw the pond water into the air and fell back onto his butt. "So what am I supposed to drink?" he asked aloud, >Splash< right before the water landed on his head. He was about to lick the water off his lips, but stopped when he heard a frog croak. Looking to the side, Ranma noticed a small yellow and green frog perched on a nearby rock. Once again he was about to lick his lips, but stopped when he saw the frog wink at him in what looked like a suggestive way. Ranma looked out at the pond, blinked, then at the frog before blinking again. Then he looked at the pond and blinked once more. *Ok . . . _that_ was just plain messed up.* he thought before wiping the water from his face. "So what am I gonna drink?" he asked again. *Got it!* Ranma sighed tiredly as he finished his 26th sit-up then swallow what little spit he had in his dehydrated mouth. *That's the last time I listen to you brain.* he thought angrily. *Oh, when have you ever?* his brain shot back. ". . .shut up," Ranma muttered after a moment of not trying to think of what to say. ********* In a home owned by the Tsukino's, a girl who wore odango's in her hair by day and fought the Negaverse by night . . . and day too I guess, dreamt of dancing ice cream cones and her beloved Tuxedo Mask ( ^_^; Author sweat drops ). ********* In the Hino home, one Rei Hino dreamt of forcing one Usagi Tsukino to eat meatballs the size of the odango's in her hair. ********* In Kino's apartment, Makoto dreamt of her old sempai's face, whatever the hell it looked like. ********* In the Mizuno home, Ami dreamt of solving unsolvable math equations (Is that possible?). ********* In the Tendo home, Akane dreamed about ripping of Ranma's head and flushing it down a toilet. Also in the Tendo home, Ranko went to sleep trying not to dream about Ranma eyes. ********* As he slept, Ranma dreamed about the first time he kicked Kuno's ass. It was a very good dream. Well it was until Kuno's head turned into that of a frogs and started winking at him. Sometime during the night, ever so slightly, Ranma's muscles grew larger on his own. Of course he didn't know that. ********* In the Kuno mansion, Tatewaki dreamt of his beloved Ranko being in his loving embrace. ********* Ranko shuddered in her sleep. ********* Sunday: "Wow! I feel great!" Ranma exclaimed stretching his arms. He'd woken up and didn't feel any soreness in his body. He wasn't sure why, but hey! Who's he to look a gift horse in the eye? Seeing as he hardly ever got any that is. Smirking happily, Ranma ran straight at a nearby tree, jumped up placing both his feet on the trunk and attempted to back flip off of it. The key word here is 'attempted'. After lifting his face off of the ground, Ranma turned to the tree and glared angrily. "You and the wall. You and the wall," he said simply. ********* Setsuna Meiou, a.k.a. Sailor Pluto, a.k.a. The Guardian of the Time Gate, a.k.a. Dr. Meiou, a.k.a. The Emotionless Wonder, a.k.a. The oldest Senshi, a.k.a. The wisest Senshi, a.k.a. The green haired Senshi, a.k.a. The calmest Senshi, a.k.a. The red-eyed Senshi, a.k.a. If you think I'm making a joke then you're wrong because sooner or later I'm gonna use these, a.k.a. I can't help it if I think she's gotta a lot of A.K.A.'s awoke with a start. Something wasn't right. She wasn't sure what it was, but it was emitting a small amount of chaos. And growing larger every second. Whatever is was, it could seriously mess up the time stream if it continued to grow and that was something she didn't need. So far Sailor Venus, Sailor Uranus, Sailor Neptune, and Sailor Saturn hadn't been found and they still had the Negaverse to deal with. She really didn't need more problems, and there was no telling what this _thing_ would do to the time stream. "Looks like I'm going to have to call another meeting." ********* For the fifth time that day, Ranma shoved his foot into the rocky cliff. Taking a deep breath, he reached up for a higher rock before grabbing and pulling himself up. Freeing his foot, he continued to climb up the steep 16 foot tall cliff. Reaching the top once again, Ranma did what most other people would call crazy. Letting go of the cliffs ledge, he aimed for the most jagged parts of the cliff wall he could see on the way down. Bouncing of the wall three times after letting go, Ranma hit the ground >Thump< rather loudly and painfully. Groaning loudly, Ranma rolled over onto his back and felt his crotch area. Still in one piece. "This just keeps getting better and better," he moaned pitifully. Spreading his arms and legs, Ranma relaxed his body and lay where he landed for 15 minutes. Then he was climbing again. ********* "We're all here. Whatdaya want?" Ranko asked as all the found Senshi sat around a table in Dr. Meiou's clinic. "I've got some bad news," the oldest Senshi said calmly. See I've used one already. "Hold it! Hold it! Hold it! Why is it that every time you call us over it's to tell us bad news? Do you never have good news, or do you just like being the bearer of bad news?" Rei complained looking at Setsuna narrow eyed. "I take it your fire readings didn't warn you of this?" Setsuna asked completely ignoring the look Rei was giving her. Lesson 35 in Setsuna's 'Turn the conversation against someone else' training. 'Ask about Rei's fire readings'. "Um . . . actually . . . I haven't done a fire reading for awhile now," Rei responded hesitantly. Setsuna resisted the urge to smile and instead gave Rei what she considered an upset look. Of course, to the others it looked like she was just plain looking at Rei. "Something, I'm not sure what, appeared over night. It's emitting chaos and every second it's getting larger." Then her face did something. "Oh shit! We're screwed!" Ranko exclaimed, wide eyed. Usagi broke into a cold sweat, but asked as calmly as she could, "It couldn't be that bad, could it?" Really, it couldn't be _that_ bad. "ARE YOU DENSE MEATBALL HEAD!? SHE'S FROWNING FOR CHRIST SAKE!" Rei screamed into Usagi's face while pointing at Setsuna's frown. "You're right! We're doomed!" Usagi wailed before >Wah< bursting into tears. "But I'm to young to die! I haven't even found out who Tuxedo Mask is yet!" Luna sweat dropped from where she stood on the table. "Now, now. I'm sure that we're not doomed. Whatever it is, I'm sure we can handle it," Makoto said trying to calm Usagi down though on the inside she was just as freaked. *Oh God we're screw! And I never had a chance to reconcile with . . . um . . . my old sempai! Damn, I wish I could remember his name!* "Have you gone nuts!? Setsuna's frowning! This is the Emotionless Wonder here! When has she ever frowned before!?" Rei shouted incredulously into Makoto face. "Ok. Ok. Maybe we are screwed, but I asked for the news not the weather," Makoto replied while wiping the spit off her face. Rei gave Makoto a 'you're an idiot' look. *I wonder if they'll do this every time I frown.* Setsuna thought before frowning even deeper. Luna fell off the table and did not land on her feet. Usagi stopped ranting immediately and fainted, falling on top of Luna. "Get . . . her . . . off!" Luna croaked. "We're screwed. We're screwed. We're screwed. We're screwed," Ranko kept muttering rocking back and forth in her seat. *I think I'll start frowning more often.* ********* Taking a deep, ragged breath, Ranma grasped the ledge of the cliff with both hands for the 16th time that day. Pushing himself up, he pushed off, once again tumbling down the cliffs side. >Crack< " . . . Owie." ********* "So you're saying that not only do we have to deal with the Negaverse and find Sailor Venus, but we also have ta deal with some chaos creator," Ranko summed up after everyone had regained their senses. "Yes." "Well that's putting it lightly," Makoto said annoyed by Setsuna's bluntness. She really didn't like it when Setsuna was blunt. "Are you saying I'm fat?!" Usagi shouted into Luna's face, holding her in the air by her sides. "Yes. You really shouldn't eat so much," Luna replied in that British nanny accent of hers. "What about Ranko! She eats more than I do! Do you think she's fat!?" Usagi asked glaring straight into Luna's eyes. "I don't know! She's never _sat_ on me before!" Luna replied glaring back just as much. "Fine, lets find out," Usagi said before turning to Ranko and shoving Luna into her face. "Here Ranko. Sit on Luna." "Don't you dare sit on me," Luna growled. "Oh no! Don't go including me in your argument!" Ranko shouted pushing Luna out of her face before cupping her breasts and adding, "Besides, I think these would add a lot of weight you don't have." "Are you saying I have no breasts?!" Usagi shouted suddenly in Ranko's face. "No," Ranko replied causing Usagi to relax and back off. Of course, this is Ranko and she's so much like Ranma that, "I was just saying that you have small breasts and that mine are way bigger." *This is going to be a long meeting.* Setsuna thought as she watched Usagi try to strangle Ranko. ********* "You know what? After a while this doesn't feel too bad. >Pop< . . . Itamu!" ********* "Wait. It stopped," Setsuna said causing Ranko to stop the nookie she was giving Usagi and Makoto to stop glaring at Rei. "What stopped?" Makoto asked perplexed. "Did you forget already? The thing that's creating the chaos. Its stopped," Setsuna replied. Sometimes she wondered. "Hey! That's great!" Usagi responded from within Ranko's headlock. "That doesn't mean it's gone." *I closed my clinic for this?* ********* Ranma had fallen. Of course, that's because he wanted to, but the way he landed . . . it just wasn't right. For the first time in the last 16 falls he hit a rock. A rather large one. He had landed on his back forcing his body to bend into an upside down V position. Head and feet touching the ground on both sides. All in all, it wasn't very comfortable. Especially when you get stuck like that for seven minutes. "My God this is painful. Good training, but painful," Ranma groaned. "Question is . . . how am I going to get off?" And as by magic, or fate it started raining. Not drizzle or a light rain, but pouring, mass amounts in seconds, drenching Ranma and the rock completely. "Hahahaha! It figures . . . hahahaha . . . something like this . . . hahahaha . . . would happen!" Ranma laughed insanely, his face dripping water and his open mouth collecting it. And then he slipped off. >Pop< and his back straightened "Chikuso!" ********* "I'm going to take this rain as a bad sign," Rei said as she listened to the rain pound against the roof. "Its started again." Three guesses who that was. The other Senshi's exchanged annoyed looks. ********* "Somebody turn off the water! >Cough< I'm gonna drown! >Gargle<." Laying on your back with tons and tons of water pouring into your mouth is not a pleasant experience. "For the love of God! Someone >Spit< turn off the water!" And as if by God it stopped. ">Spit< . . . Kaiki kuso," Ranma muttered before breaking into a coughing fit. Using what little strength he had left, he rolled onto his stomach before puking the last of his resolve. ********* "Hey, it stopped," Makoto pointed out the obvious. "Kaiki kuso," Ranko said looking out one of the clinics' windows. Everyone looked at her curiously. "I've never heard you say that before," Makoto said looking at Ranko with an eyebrow raised. Ranko blinked. Why'd she say that? Where'd she hear that? Someone had said that to her earlier. But who? *Oh yeah! Ranma said that!* Subconsciously she started blushing. She'd had a very strange dream about him beating up Kuno and Akane. Quite easily too. "Look, not that this hasn't been fun, but I got chores and other stuff to do," Ranko said before dashing out of the room trying to hide her cherry red face. Usagi stood up to go too. "I'm heading over to the ice cream shop down the street. I'm starved ," she said as headed for the exit of the room. Luna sweat dropped. Had she forgotten their whole fat fight? "Hey wait up, I'll go with you," Makoto said standing up and following Usagi out of the room. Setsuna looked at Rei with her . . . well you know, her look. Rei shivered slightly before standing and sighing in defeat. "Fine! I'll go do a fire reading if it'll make you happy!" she cried exasperated before storming out of the room. Setsuna sighed before looking at Luna and asking, "Are you sure they're the ones?" >Crash< "Wah!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sorry!!" "MEATBALL HEAD!!!!!" "Yes, I'm sure," Luna answered tiredly before hopping off the table and leaving the room. "Sometimes I think spending time guarding the Time Gate is better than trying to talk to those girls," Setsuna said to herself before leaving the room to see what Usagi had broken. ********* Rei gazed at the fire passively. What she had seen didn't look good. ********* That night Ranma dreamt of his first real fight with Ryouga. It was going fine dream until Ryouga started melting into a giant pile of brownish goo and leapt onto him. Once again while Ranma slept, his muscles grew slightly bigger. ********* Monday: Ranma awoke with a start. What the hell was he sleeping in? It sure as hell wasn't rain. To thick to be rain. Then he remembered the last thing he did the other day. "Oh nasty!" Ranma shouted springing backwards and away from his barf/pillow. *Well now I know what Ryouga melted into.* he thought wiping his puke off his face hurriedly. Then he realized something. "Wow! My back feels great! I coulda sworn my spine was broken," he said happily stretching his back. Then he stretched a little more. "Cool, I can bend back even further then I could in my old body!" he added as he bent really far backwards . Standing up straight again, Ranma took a look at his gi. It was completely ruined, tore in hundreds of places and still wet from the other night. The gi top was ripped badly, basically falling apart on his shoulders making it quite easy to see his chest. The pants were torn so that it looked like he was wearing shorts along with many little tears. He glanced at the forest then down at his clothes. "Hm . . . ?" He looked at the forest then at his clothes again. Then he smiled. ********* "Where the hell is he?" Akane asked angrily, her face contorted in anger, the rest of the 'Red Hammers' backing her up. "I don't know. He just didn't show up. He probably stayed home today," Nabiki answered plainly from where she sat in the lunch room. "Then we'll just bring him here," Akane growled before turning to go. "Don't waist your time. He'll show up sooner or later. He's got his nerd reputation to keep up after all," Nabiki said looking over the list of people who had yet to be bullied that day. *When he shows up . . . he is dead!* Akane thought, virtually shaking rage. ********* "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! >Crash< >Thump< Ohhhh . . ." ********* "Saembou!" Umetsu-sensei called. "Here!" came the response. "Saotome! . . . Saotome?" Umetsu-sensei glanced around the classroom until he came to Ranma's empty seat. "Where's Saotome?" he asked no one in particular. "Um . . . I don't think he's here today sensei," one of the students answered. "Oh . . . My . . . God! What do you mean Saotome isn't here!?" Umetsu-sensei asked frantically, a wild look on his face. He looked ready to burst. "Well . . . he's just not here," another student answered nervously. "Yeah! I think he cut!" one of the male students shouted. And then he did. "It's the end of the world!" Umetsu- sensei screamed clutching the sides of his head before running and jumping out the window. Running to the windows, every student watched as Umetsu-sensei straight for the school flagpole, grabbed onto it and climbed all the way to the top where he latched onto the top looking around like a wild animal. "It's the end of the world!" he shouted over and over, swinging back and forth and laughing insanely. ********* *Ok, so maybe running through the forest naked wasn't such a good idea.* He now had a collection of cuts and scratches as well as a bloody lip and nose. He'd been running through the forest, naked of course, minding his own business when a large branch came out of no where. Smacking his face, close lining him in the process, Ranma had landed hard on his back. So here he was, back at his campsite, cut, naked, dirty and tired. What do you think he did? "Cold! Cold! Cold! Cold! Cold! Cold!" Ranma cried out repeatedly as he swam around, still naked, in the ice cold pond. ********* "I heard he snapped and was put in a mental institute," Makoto commented as she and her friends ate their lunches. "You think? I mean, he was acting weird at the mall on Saturday," Usagi added taking a small break from her eating race with Ranko. "Wouldn't surprise me. After that joke he played on us. I hope he was put in a mental hospital." Gee, I wonder. Ranko continued to eat, not bothering to join in. "So what do you think happened to your boyfriend, Ranko?" Makoto teased, smiling slyly. "He is not my boyfriend and nothing happened to him," Ranko answered tiredly and plainly looking up from her meal. She really wasn't up for talking. She had stayed up past three in the morning finishing her chores only to wake up at six to practice her martial arts. Sometimes Ranko wished she had someone she could spar against. Sure there was Akane, but she didn't want to or was to lazy to wake up at six to practice. Also, Akane wasn't exactly very close skill wise compared to her. There was also Makoto, but she didn't exactly live nearby and wasn't willing to wake up at 5:30 every morning. "Jeez, you don't have to be such a grouch," Usagi said as she eyed the rest of Rei's lunch. "What do you mean nothing happened to him?" Rei asked not noticing Usagi's hungry gaze. "He told me that he was going on a camping trip and wouldn't be back till Wednesday," Ranko answered flatly. "Ohhhh! A secret rendevous," Makoto said eyeing Ranko eagerly. Ranko blinked. Had they forgotten everything that had happened on Saturday? "You didn't seriously have a secret rendevous with Ranma, did you?" Rei asked incredulously though on the inside she was worried. What she had seen the other night had freaked her out and she had had a hard time sleeping fearing she might see what she saw in her dreams. "Befails! Give bus befails!" Usagi said causing Ranko, Makoto and Rei to look at her. Looking down in front of her, Rei asked slowly, "Meatball head?" "Bes?" "What are you eating?" >Gulp< "Heh! Nothing. See?" Usagi said opening her mouth wide. Rei lunged. ********* "Wednesday, huh? Where'd you hear this?" Nabiki asked one of her many lackeys. "You're cousin Ranko, sempai," the lackey responded. "You heard this from Ranko?" Nabiki blinked curiously. Why would Ranko know something like this? "Hai." "Did you find out how Ranko learned this?" Nabiki asked rubbing her face. "Something about a secret rendevous, ma'am." "Ok, get that fucking moron Kuno in here," Nabiki ordered, arms crossed. "Yes, ma'am," the lackey said before scurrying away. *Secret rendevous? Ranma and Ranko? Something's not right.* ********* Ranma was spinning around in circles, head looking over his shoulder. It wasn't training. He was just trying to see something. After swimming in the pond for an hour, he had ran through the forest naked again. Of course, after that he jumped into the pond, still naked, and swam around for another hour. While getting out of the pond for the second time, he had turned his head to look behind him at the pond when he noticed something black on his back. Ranma had felt his back and after a bit concluded that whatever the black thing on his back was, was actually part of his skin. So here he was, spinning around naked, trying to look at his back in the middle of the forest. Sighing in defeat, Ranma walked over to his backpack and pulled out a new set of clothes, changed then glared meaningfully at a nearby tree. I think you know which one I'm talking about. ********* "Hello Kuno," Nabiki said plainly as Kuno walked up to her. "What do you want with the great Tatewaki Kuno, vile bitch Tendo Nabiki?" Kuno asked glaring angrily. "I've got some information on Ranma. You want it?" Nabiki replied eyebrow raised. "Tell me," Kuno growled threateningly. Nabiki held out her hand, smirking cruelly. She loved this part. ********* His fist were bloody and stung like hell, but he didn't care. That's what he wanted. Ranma was punching and punching and punching then he was giving it some good kicks as well. More and more of the trees bark was falling off with every punch and with every punch his fists got bloodier. Taking a step back and stopping his administrations, Ranma looked at his knuckles. They were soaked with blood and wherever there was no blood, you could see the ripped skin or a bruise. Curling his hands back into fists and wincing more in anticipation that pain, Ranma lashed out at the tree once more. ********* "Mr. Umetsu! Don't worry! We will get you down!" one of the many firemen called using a loud speaker. "Heh! You don't get it do you? He didn't show up! _He_ didn't show up! Heh! We're doomed! Hahaha! Doomed I tell you!" Umetsu shouted crazily from his position on the flag pole. "I'm telling you there was no secret rendevous!" Ranko shouted exasperated as she and her friends walked away from Furinkan. "Wednesday. Wednesday. I'll kill him on Wednesday," Akane growled as she stalked off toward her house. "Wednesday the vile cur Saotome will pay." If you don't know, I'm not telling you. "Please calm down Mr. Umetsu! You'll be just fine!" the fireman with the loud speaker called. "Hahahahahahah!" ********* "Stupid . . . huff . . . tree . . . puff," Ranma breathed tiredly as he threw another punch at the blood stained tree. His hands were soaked with blood, knuckles scraped and bruised very close to the bone, his nose and lip still bleeding slightly themselves. The tree had seen better days. Much better days. Most of its bark had been punched off leaving the tree bare. With every punch, more of his blood coaxed it leaving a very visible stain. If you looked closely, you could small indents behind blood where his fists had hit the most. Stepping back from the tree, Ranma stretched his fingers, cracking them in the process. Gritting his teeth, he slowly curled his fingers into fists again. Except this time he didn't lash out at the tree. Gathering as much confidence as he could, Ranma gritted his teeth even hard in appreciation of the challenge presented before him. After about four minutes of trying, he felt a warming sensation slowly cover his body causing him to grin cruelly. He stepped back five more time before getting into a ready stance, breathing deeply and calmly. Abruptly he broke into a run, stopped immediately right in front of the tree, jumped up, stuck out his right leg forcing as much ki as he could into it, and shouted, "Baisuu Supin Handou!" before his body blurred in a circular figure. Landing wobbly from the spinning kicks, Ranma fell backwards onto his back before looking up at his handy or should I say footy work. It looked like someone had put a chainsaw to it, cutting about 1/4 through. *Looks like I gotta new move.* Ranma thought before slumping to ground, asleep from exhaustion. ********* "Does this do anything to the plans?" "That Saotome isn't here? Phef! That nerd means nothing. The thing he does best is get beat up." "Good." ********* "Ah! Rei-chan, what can I do for you?" Setsuna asked pleasantly, smiling broadly. Rei hated it when Setsuna acted normal. It just wasn't her, but she had to do it for her customers. "Hello Dr. Meiou. May I speak with you in private, please?" Rei responded emphasizing the 'please' and smiling back just as much. "Of course! Could you wait just a moment Mr. Takou?" Setsuna asked an elderly man nicely. "Of course, of course. Anything for you Dr. Meiou," Mr. Takou replied, his small, wrinkly face donning a smile. Rei rolled her eyes. If only he knew. Leaving the waiting room and entering Setsuna's office, Rei and Setsuna took seats opposite of each other. "What is it?" Setsuna asked, her facial expression calm as ice. "I did a fire reading last night like you wanted and saw some pretty weird things.," Rei said before taking a deep breath and continuing, "I saw four people standing in a street, I couldn't see their faces though. One of them was a man with short blond hair, and another was a woman with wavy looking light green hair. The other two were younger looking, one with long blond hair and the other with short dark blackish, purplish hair and both were girls. That make any sense to you?" Rei explained seriously. "No. It doesn't," Setsuna lied then asked, "What else can you tell me?" "Well the man and the woman were standing together. The blonde was standing by herself, looking happy while the last girl was sitting on the ground curled in a ball crying," Rei said slowly so Setsuna would catch it all. Setsuna nodded and asked, "Was there anything else?" "Yeah. Another guy appeared walking the street. I couldn't see his face, but he had black hair and a pigtail, like Ranko's. This is where things got weird and started turning bad." "What happened?" "Everywhere he walked exploded. The buildings next to him crumbled and the land behind fell away into nothing. Then me and the others appeared in front of him, a really big mob of people with bats and other weapons next to us and you next to the man and woman.," Rei said then took a deep breath and looked at Setsuna. "Go on." "Ok. The dark-haired girl stopped crying when she saw him, and the blonde became confused. She looked like she wasn't sure if she should run or stay. You, the man and the woman join us, then Tuxedo Mask showed up and attack the pigtailed boy followed by everyone else except the girl who had been crying. She look more afraid than anything else. Then . . . " Rei stopped, suddenly staring off into space. Setsuna raised an eyebrow. "Rei?" "Huh!? Oh yeah. Sorry. Then . . . everything crumbled to dust except for the boy and the dark-haired girl," Rei finished quietly. She could still remember the agonizing looks on her friends faces as they crumbled away into nothing. She could still remember the look on her face. "What do think that means?" "I'm not quite sure yet, but I think the pigtailed boy you saw might be the thing that's emitting chaos," Setsuna said standing up and heading toward the door. "Go home and try not to worry about it. Ok?" "Ok," Rei responded looking at Setsuna curiously before leaving the room. "I'll do all the worrying," Setsuna said before leaving the room and cheerfully calling, "Mr. Takou. I'll see you now!" ********* That night Ranma dreamt of his fight with the Golden Pair and how he was thrown into the skating rink wall. About half way through the dream, Azusa and Mikado turned into trees and started trying to close line him before ice melted and he ended up swimming in freezing cold water. While he slept, his muscle once again grew slightly bigger and his abs became a little more defined. ********* Tuesday: Ranma scratched the back of his head with one arm while stretching the other and yawning at the same time. *Hm . . . my hair's getting longer. Hopefully I'll be able to get it into a pigtail soon.* Ranma thought tugging on the hair above his neck. His hand were still slightly bruised from the other day and were covered with dry blood. All the cuts and scrapes he'd received the on Monday were closed and healed. His nose had stopped bleeding as well as his lip, but he had a small bruise on his nose from where he'd branch hit the hardest. After washing the blood off his hands in the pond, Ranma walked back to his backpack and pullout the bag coal he'd taken from Genma barbeque and poured the coal around the ground over a patch of dried leaves he'd placed earlier. Surrounding the coal with a bunch of rocks, Ranma then threw some rock onto the coal making a walkway across. Throwing a lot of brush and other plants onto the coal, Ranma walked over to his backpack and retrieved the box of matches he'd taken. Lighting the match, Ranma tossed it onto a group of dried leaves. After waiting ten minutes, Ranma took off his shoes and stepped onto the coal. ********* "Mr. Umetsu! Please release the pole!" an obviously tired fireman called. "No! I'm not even supposed to be up here, but the Author needed me for a short transaction scene! Besides, why would I wanna get down. I think I can see my house from up here!" Umetsu cried. "Author? Transaction scene? Do any of you guys know what's he talking about?" the chief asked a few of his men. "I have no clue what the nut case is saying," answered one of his men the rest nodding in agreement. ********* After an hour of walking around on the coal then another hour of hand standing across it, Ranma had put out the coal with multiple trips to the pond. His face was slightly singed from when he had accidently tripped and fallen onto the coal. His butt was slightly burned also, but I think you can guess how that happened. Now he was sitting in front of a fire, cross legged, watching as the chestnuts slowly burned. Ranma felt like he was having a staring contest with the offending chestnuts, sitting quietly, watching and waiting. Suddenly he lashed out, grabbing all the chestnuts as fast as he could. Dropping the chestnuts, Ranma began waving his hands around while blowing on them at the same time. "Fukka!" he cursed through gritted teeth. ********* "You're shitting me, right?" "Nope. Supposedly she and Ranma had a secret rendevous sometime over the weekend," Nabiki replied. "You don't think she and him are . . . you know?" Akane asked suspiciously. "I asked her and she denied it quite forcefully, but she was also blushing, so they may be." "She and Ranma better not! Ranko deserves _way_ better than Ranma!" Akane growled. "And what if they are?" Nabiki asked plainly. "Then I'll just show Ranko what Ranma's bad points are," Akane replied cracking her knuckles. ********* Eleven hours later he had it down, grabbing the chestnuts with practiced ease. His hands felt like shit, but that would make the next training he had planned even better. After soaking his sore hands in the pond till they'd numbed, Ranma walked back and faced the tree he'd been beating. Grinning like a feline, though he'd never admit it, Ranma charged the tree, jumped up, placed both his feet on it's trunk, he back flipped off it, this time landing on his feet. Ranma breathed deeply, smiling while he did so and stretching his arms above his head. God it felt good to be strong. Flipping backwards three times away from the tree, still smiling, then turned to face the blood stained tree once more. Grinding his feet into the ground to steady himself, Ranma immediately found himself drawing up his confidence. His fists clenched and teeth gritted, Ranma wasn't too surprised when he felt a warmness spread over his body so quickly. It still wasn't as large as the one he used to have, but it was bigger than before. Cupping his hands at his side, Ranma began forcing as much ki as he could into them. A minute later a ball, about the size of a softball, or blue ki appeared in his hands. Pulling his hands more behind himself, Ranma suddenly grabbed onto another emotion. Sweating like crazy, Ranma watched as the ball of ki grew twice it's size before shouting, "Mouko Takabisha!" and launching the blue and gold ball of ki at the tree. ********* Setsuna's eyes snapped open. "What the hell was that?" she said aloud. "What did you say, Dr. Meiou?" her patient asked. "Huh? Oh, nothing," Setsuna said before going back to work as quickly as possible. She had to find out if whatever she felt did to the time stream. ********* The tree exploded. The part where Ranma had been punching shattered, sending wood chips flying everywhere. The force of the blast knocked him off his feet and onto his still slightly sore butt. Covering his face from the falling wood with his hand, Ranma looked at his work. There was a gaping hole where the ball had hit, smoke drifting from it's edges. The hole went all the way through the tree, and the tree behind it was lightly charred. "All the way through and hit the one behind," Ranma said, then added, "Never using that emotion again. Too dangerous." Then he was unconscious. ******** The time stream was a mess. She couldn't get a clear picture of the future and that upset her. Every second the picture changed because every second the chaos around the mystery pigtailed boy grew. Setsuna wouldn't be able to get a clear picture until the chaos stopped growing, but she had no clue when that would happen. Her future self hadn't shown up since the person emitting chaos arrived either. And that upset her even more. ********* Wednesday: Putting on his Mao Zedong clothes, the green Chinese military clothes, Ranma packed his backpack up and quickly set off for Nerima. Furinkan High to be precise. ********* "Wow! I wonder what's going on," Usagi said as she, Ranko, Makoto and Rei entered through the gates of Furikan. "Well there's Ranko's fan club, but there's Akane's gang too. You think they're gonna fight?" Makoto asked as she looked at the two gangs. It was well known that whenever the two gangs were close, some kind of brawl was bound to happen. "Probably," Rei answered in a tired voice, then added, "Don't know why all these people are out here though." The gangs fought with each other almost everyday and most students just ignored them, but today it looked like the whole school was out and waiting. "Hey, what going on?" Ranko asked a nearby girl. "Didn't you hear? Ranma's supposedly coming back today and everyone wants to see what's going to happen," the girl answered. "How'd they find out about Ranma coming back today?" Ranko asked no one in particular. The others answered for her. "Nabiki." And so, like ever other student, they stopped and waited. After waiting about five or six minutes, someone dressed in green walked through Furinkan Highs gates whistling. ********* Ranma casually strolled through the gates of Furinkan High, hands in his pockets and whistling an amabile tune. Glancing around he blinked in surprise. It looked like the whole school was there, staring at him. Shrugging his shoulders, Ranma dropped his backpack on the ground and took off his cap before continuing on. Walking to the middle of the court yard, he stopped and looked at Kuno and Akane. *This is gonna be fun!* he thought eagerly. "So what's everyone standin' around for?" he asked aloud looking around the crowd. "So the cur Saotome does show his horrid face!" Kuno stated drawing his bokken. "I hope you didn't enjoyed those days off Saotome, because the days to come are gonna be much worse," Akane growled popping her knuckles. "Actually I didn't. I was in a lot of pain for most of the trip," Ranma replied smiling happily. "Well it doesn't matter! You're a dead man, Saotome!" Akane shouted angrily before she and everyone else in her gang got into fighting stances. "So you wanna fight me huh?" Ranma said smiling before stretching his arms behind him and letting his coat slide off revealing the black sleeveless shirt underneath which showed of his much more muscular arms and chest. The crowed gasped and stared in shock. *What the hell!?* were most of the thoughts while most of the girls and some guys were thinking, *Wow! What a hunk!* Dropping into a low combat stance, Ranma slipped his foot underneath his fallen coat before smiling arrogantly and asking, "So? Who gets to go first?" Someone charged. Next Time: The New Ranma The long await Akane and Kuno get their asses kicked fight and more ridicule. Not to mention the trouble he ends up with afterward. Authors Note: BWHAHAHAHAAHAHAH! I finished! I thought this was going to be a short chapter for christ sake. It's now 32 pages, the same as chapter 1. This one might not be as good as Chapter 1 but I wrote all Sunday and most of Monday just to finish this damn chapter. My parents kept bugging me all week, delaying my writing. Chapter 3 will take a while to write, but I'll be sending in a sending a revised version of Chapter 1 and 2 and some of Chapter 3. I'd like to thank all the people who wrote me encouraging me to keep it up. Thanks! ^_^ I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you have any questions or comments email me at Hawk49er@msn.com and I will get back to you as soon as I can. You can find this story at Nighthawks website http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Quasar/6189/ or Tannim's http://home.earthlink.net/~tannim/ Japanese words: Fukku = Fuck Itamu = Ouch Chikuso = A stronger form of shit. Kaiki kuso = Weird shit Baisuu Supin Handou = Multiple Spin Kick