Z Fighter Ranma chapter 2

Z Fighter Ranma
A Ranma 1/2 - DragonBall GT Crossover Fan Fiction
By Michael A. Ivins

I do not own any of the characters from the Ranma universe or from DBZ. They are the property of their authors, publishers, etc. I make no money off the writing of this story.

Timeline notice: In the Ranma Universe this takes place just before the Saffron arc, so no failed wedding has taken place. In the Dragonball Universe it would be sometime during the GT series. (Bra is a girl in her late teens When Ranma visits.)

Chapter 2
How I Spent My Extradimensional Banishment

The group had relocated to the Nekohanten which was still closed. Ranma had resisted all attempts to get more information out of him. He only said, "It's a long story and I don't want to tell it more times than I have to."

At Ranma's request Cologne had called the Tendo Dojo and the Ucchan's restaurant to invite everyone to come by the Nekohanten. The Kunos were specifically not invited but Ms. Hinako was. Ranma had also said, "Please ask Akane to bring P-chan if he is there with her. He needs to hear this too."

Cologne just looked at him with a raised eyebrow, then complied with the request. It was nearly half an hour before people started to arrive and a full hour before they were all there. Ms. Hinako had begged off because she had papers to grade and needed to finish up with them.

Ranma had requested that tea be served to all of the attendees and had paid for it with a large gold coin. The Amazon elder had looked thoughtful, but had just shrugged before going to prepare the tea.

When everyone had been served, Ranma stepped forward and said, "Thank you for coming on such short notice. I'm sorry that all you were told was just 'He's back' but there is a lot of story to tell, and I don't want to have to re-tell it too many times."

The blue haired woman said, "Ranma dear, why don't you just write a book? Then when anyone who wasn't up to speed on the whole business showed up they could just read it."

"That is a good idea and I will probably do that after I've told these folks," the pony tailed man stated.

Then he bowed to the gathered people and said, "Again, thank you for coming. In case you were wondering, I am Ranma, the same one who disappeared from the vacant lot a week ago."

There were a few protesting voices but Ranma held up his hands in a gesture requesting silence. When they had quieted down, he said, "Elder Cologne, I trust you were able to figure out what that spell of Happosai's had done?"

The old woman nodded from her seat and said, "I told them that the spell had created a portal to a world in another dimension."

"Good," the man stated. "Did you also tell them that the speed at which time passed in that other world could be different from how fast it moved in this world?"

"I did," the Amazon elder affirmed.

"Good." the man said with a satisfied look. "Before I get to the explanations of what happened, I'd like to ask a question of Master Happosai."

A bit startled, the old man asked, "Does this mean that you recognize me as your master in the Art?"

Frowning a little, Ranma answered, "I recognize that you are a Master of your martial arts school. However, I don't recognize you as my master. In the time I've been gone I've become the grand master of my own school."

The old man looked ready to protest, but Ranma just waved him down and said, "Explanations will be coming. For now I just want to know if you had intended your spell to send me to another world."

"Oh." The aged pervert's expression was sheepish. "Well... that wasn't really what I was planning for the spell. I thought you were being disrespectful and I wanted to punish you. But if you had gone away I wouldn't have any way of knowing how you reacted to the punishment."

The pony tailed man nodded as if he had expected this answer. "Let me guess. You were trying to lock me in my girl form, weren't you?"

"Well... you see... that is..." The old martial arts master seemed to be having trouble finding words to say. Finally he said, "You're right, that was what I was trying to do."

On hearing that Ranma looked at the blue haired woman with a huge grin. He said, "Thank you Master Happosai. You just helped me to win a bet."

Good naturedly the woman bowed her head but then teasingly stuck out her tongue. Then as she said, "I really should know better than to make bets with you when it comes to these people. After all, you do know them a lot better than I do."

He bowed his head to acknowledge what the woman had said but then turned back to the guests. "Back to the matter at hand. In the world I was sent to time did pass at a different speed than here. It passed faster. For you, I've only been gone a week, for me, I've been gone for 35 years."

Most of the people listening were sitting silent in shock. However Cologne waved her staff in the air, trying to get Ranma's attention. With an amused smirk, Ranma pointed to her and said, "We're not in school so you don't have to raise your hand. Did you have a question?"

"How did you know the span of time that had passed in this world?" she asked.

From stuff space he pulled out a rolled up newspaper and spread it out to show them. "I bought this at the convenience store two blocks from the vacant lot. That is why I wasn't there when you and Shampoo arrived."

He paused and then pulled several colorful boxes out of stuff space and handed them to the young people who had arrived at the vacant lot with him. He said, "I'm sorry I didn't bring enough for everybody, but the kids asked for this and I wasn't sure if we would be able to have this meeting right away."

After passing out boxes of Pocky to his family, Ranma turned back to his audience and said, "I know you are going to wonder how I could possibly have been gone as long as I say, when I only look like I'm in my mid 20's. It would be safe to say that in the time I was in that other world I have undergone some changes."

"One of the changes you may or may not have noticed is that I now speak in a more intelligent, educated manner," he said. "I could go into a long, complicated explanation for that, but for the moment let's just say that I had some schooling. I will have details for you later."

"Why would you waste time on such a useless activity?" demanded Genma. "A martial artist doesn't need all of that."

"Ah, I wondered when we'd be hearing from you, Genma," Ranma stated.

Now confused, the bald man asked, "Why are you addressing me by my name instead of as 'father' or 'Pop?'"

The dark haired man shrugged and said, "At least part of that is because I'm now actually older than you are. Somehow it doesn't really seem appropriate to address someone that way when I'm closer in age to a 'big brother' to you than a son. While you may be my father in a purely biological sense, I don't have that feeling of kinship that would warrant my addressing you that way."

His manner serious, Ranma said, "To be honest it is not as if I have any appointments to get to after this. After all, I just got back to this world and haven't had time to talk to any people other than you folks. On the other hand I'm sure that you all probably have things you would rather be doing other than sitting here and listening to me."

He turned back to Genma and said, "With that thought in mind, I need to say, that I can remember how you are, Genma. I will say something and you will interrupt to defend yourself or to insult me. If you do that, we could be at this all day. So for now let's just assume that we all know what your opinion of me is. You think I'm a foolish boy. You also think that I am a dishonorable, disgraceful and ungrateful boy. I'm sure you would find some place in my narrative to put in that I'm talking or acting like a weak, useless girl."

The man wearing the bandana on his head, glared but didn't speak. It was true, after all. Those would have been some of the things that he would have said.

When the others looked like they had understood those comments and accepted them, Ranma said, "Well, people are entitled to their opinions and this is one of the countries where you are entitled to speak on that, no matter how little others want to hear it. I would ask you to consider two things to change in those opinions."

"The first thing is that, at the age of 52 I am a man, not a boy," stated the man with the dark hair. "Second, is that what I change into is a woman, not a girl."

There was a buzz of conversation at that. After a moment Ranma said, "Yes, even after 35 years I still have the ability to change sexes."

After a babble broke out, Ranma raised his hands again to try and quiet the storm of comment. He did again see Cologne waving her staff, so he pointed to her and said, "What was your question, Elder?"

"Why do you call it an 'ability' to change sexes and not a curse?" the old woman wondered.

"Ah, excellent question!" Ranma approved. "Such a question deserves a serious answer. It stopped being a curse and became an ability when I gained conscious control over it. For that I owe much to the blue haired woman you see seated at the table."

He whipped around and pointed at Genma. "I anticipate your question. You would want to know why I would even want to change into a weak, worthless girl if I have the option to not do so. For now I will just say that I have reasons and I will explain later."

Turning to the rest of the group, Ranma said, "I can see the question in the eyes of some of the girls in the room. You are wondering if that woman is another fiancée. The answer to that one is that no, she is not a fiancée, she is my wife."

That elicited a storm of protest from Ukyo and Shampoo and a look of sullen resentment from Akane. Ranma roared out, "Would you all just shut up and listen!"

When silence fell again, he nodded. He paused and pointed to Nodoka and begged, "Please Mom, don't let the word 'manly' pass your lips. Go ahead and think it all you want, just please don't say it."

Nodoka looked a little hurt, but she nodded her head. She assumed that her manly son had some reason for his request.

He looked around and finally said, "I couldn't hang around the place where I arrived in the other world for very long. It was in a wilderness area and had honest to goodness dinosaurs in it. Some of them were big enough that I wouldn't be more than a snack to them. I think it would be safe to say that hanging around my arrival point would have been dangerous."

"Part of that involved finding a sensei so I could continue in my training in the Art," he told them. "I asked around and found that the strongest martial artists in the world were said to be Son Goku and a guy named Vegeta. Goku was pretty much dedicated to a single student at the time and not taking any new trainees, but Vegeta had no students other than his son and daughter."

"At first Vegeta didn't want to take on any students, but about then I met his daughter. Her name is B'Ra and this is her. Well we hit it off pretty well and it was her that talked her father into teaching me. He is a harsh taskmaster but I learned. The style he teaches is very much of a brute force approach that emphasizes strength and power with little finesse."

"During the training B'Ra and I were around each other all of the time and we found that we really liked each other. Eventually we fell in love and we got married."

Ukyo, Shampoo and Akane all had sullen looks on their faces, but the didn't say anything. While they didn't like the idea that Ranma had married someone else, they could understand what he had been saying about believing he might never get back. They had to ask themselves if they would have waited forever to try and get back if they had been in the same situation.

"At this point I believe introductions are in order. The four people who came with me are my children, mine and B'Ra's. This fine young man is my son, Vegeta, named after his grandfather. He is the oldest at the age of 25."

The blue haired young man stood up and bowed briefly. His features looked more like those of his grandfather and there was only a slight resemblance to Ranma. He looked no older than 20 years old.

"Next we have Ranko. I named her with the alias that I used when I was hiding from my mother. She is 21 years old."

The red haired girl stood up and bowed. She bore strong resemblance to her brother Vegeta. Her read hair stood up on her head in spikes.

"The next youngest is Goku, my son. As you can see, he is the one who looks most like my male side. He is named after friend of the family Son Goku. He is nineteen."

The boy stood and as Ranma had mentioned, he looked almost exactly like his father at the age of 18. The only significant difference was that his hair was a pale blue Like B'Ra's.

"Finally we have my youngest, Doka. Her given name is really Nodoka, so obviously I named her after my own mother. She likes to shorten the name, so that is what we call her most of the time. She is seventeen."

The red haired girl who stood up looked like a virtual twin of Ranma's girl side as they had known her, only taller. Unlike her siblings, Doka actually looked her age.

At that moment the elder Nodoka commented, "When I was in high school I often went by the nickname Doka. Genma was the one who started calling me No-chan."

Ranma nodded and directed a brief smile at his mother. He then took a deep breath before saying, "To expand on what I said earlier about changing sexes. And I don't want to hear anything out of you, Genma. I've completely accepted my female side."

Directing his attention to the booth where his children were sitting, he asked, "Girls, who's your mama?"

Looking slightly confused at the phrasing of the question, Ranko said, "You are, Mom."

Casting a somewhat defiant look at his mother, Ranma stated, "That's right! I gave birth to both Ranko and Doka. B'Ra can also change sexes and she was their father. B'Ra is the mother of the boys and I am their father. B'Ra and I agreed to take turns on who would give birth. While raising them we switched sexes fairly regularly so they were able to get used to the idea."

B'Ra nodded, and added, "That let them get used to the idea of changing sexes so they weren't too freaked out when they gained the ability to do that at puberty."

Cologne urgently waved her staff. When Ranma indicated that she could speak, the Elder said, "What you are saying shouldn't be possible. Jusenkyo curses cannot be inherited, at least not that we of the Joketsuzoku have observed for all of the 1500 years since the girl drowned in the spring."

She paused and then added, "That also doesn't explain how your wife (or is that husband?) gained the curse. Are you saying that there is some equivalent place to the springs in the other world you visited?"

Ranma smiled warmly. Now that he was older, he could well appreciate the depths of the Elder's intelligence and time honed craftiness. It was good that someone was asking intelligent questions.

"First I would tell you that I haven't visited every corner of that other world," he reported. "However, if they have cursed springs, I have never heard of them from anyone on the other Earth. I made it a point to ask people who were well versed in such subjects and they all either said no, there was no such thing, or if there was, they'd never heard of it."

"As for how B'Ra can change sexes and how the kids inherited the ability, I intend to explain that," the black haired man stated. "I will say now that my ability and theirs are no longer the result of a Jusenkyo curse."

He looked over the assembled group and said, "Now to settle an issue that I know will be on the minds of at least some of the women here. You have met my wife and kids now and so you should know that I'm not marrying Akane, Ukyo or Shampoo. I would include Kodachi in that, but she would probably not recognize me now that I'm older."

"But what about my honor?" demanded Ukyo. "What about my dowry?"

"That arrangement was made with Genma," Ranma countered. "The only reason you even suffered any loss of honor was because of the way your idiot father reacted to the whole business. I still don't understand how he figured that my father running out on you was a rejection of your femininity."

He pulled a leather drawstring bag out of stuff space and tossed it to the chef. When she caught it she found that it was very heavy. She pulled the mouth of the bag to open it and found it contained large gold coins.

"I think you will find that the amount of gold in that bag is worth a lot more than double the value of that yattai," Ranma told her. "Since you seem to prefer a more stationary restaurant now, you could use that to fix up this place or move to a larger location and hire some help to expand."

"You can't buy me off," Ukyo said hotly.

"Ukyo, get real," Ranma commanded. "I'm already married and I've got kids older than you are. A marriage between you and me is never going to happen. Even the old agreement between your father and mine is no longer valid anyway."

"What do you mean?" the long haired brunette asked.

"The agreement was for you to become the fiancee of Ranma Saotome," the black haired man pointed out. "When I married B'Ra I married into the family name. I know I told you that I'm Ranma Saotome, but that was only because I knew you wouldn't recognize my current family name. I am really Ranma Briefs and all of my kids are Briefs as well."

He thought for a moment and said, "Don't think that the unfulfilled agreement between your father and mine might entitle you to a marriage to one of my boys either. For one thing all of my kids can be either boys or girls. For another they make their own decisions on who they want to date or marry."

"If you want to date one of my kids, then you have to go about it in the usual way," Ranma continued. "You can ask any of them. They could accept or they could refuse, that is up to them."

He turned to the Tendos and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Tendo but there will be no 'joining of the schools' through me. I could never really tell if Akane actually liked me or not, but I got the impression that she would be happy to get out of the engagement."

"If you are too old then one of your children will have to complete the commitment to family honor," Genma stated.

"Didn't you hear what I told Ukyo?" Ranma asked. "I'm not a Saotome and haven't been for 30 years. None of my kids are Saotomes. They are members of the Briefs family of West City. Your agreements have no force on my family. You want to make some kind of separate agreement with one of the kids, then you talk to them about that."

"But..." Soun began.

"I'm sorry Mr. Tendo, but that is how it must be," the pony tailed man stated.

"How dare you get married to some other girl while you were away?" Genma demanded. "That is something I would expect from a son who has no honor."

"Oh really?" Ranma fired back. "I was in another world and didn't know if I'd ever find a way back. As it was it took thirty five years to finally return. Would you expect me to become a monk in that time, maybe take a vow of celibacy?"

"No!" shouted Nodoka. "I wouldn't ask such a thing of my son. I, for one, am glad that you found love in your new home. And such fine grandchildren you have given me."

Ranma smiled at that. "I knew you'd see it that way, Mom."

At that moment Cologne spoke up, "And what of our claim, Son-in-law? We never made an agreement with the Saotome family. By the laws of our village you are married to Shampoo."

"Really?" Ranma challenged. "The Kiss of Death was given at the end of a challenge over food. There was no formal challenge. The Kiss of Marriage came after Shampoo basically knocked herself out with her own weapon. And there was no formal challenge there either. I would rate your claim as very shaky."

"It isn't your place to question the decision of the Council," the Elder proclaimed.

Ranma's form suddenly shrank a few centimeters and she stood before them in her female form. This was not the petite little redhead who had defeated Shampoo back at the village. This was a tall, strong warrior woman.

The red haired woman said, "I would like a chance to talk to this council of yours some day. I wonder if they would truly be willing to break up a marriage of 30 years. Could they take a father from his children or a mother? Would they really be that cruel?"

The old woman frowned and said, "I can see there is much that must be debated in the Council. I don't know if there has ever been any situation like this before."

"While they're at it, they should discuss whether or not the Outsider Laws really have any relevance in the modern world," Ranma suggested.

"3000 years of history..."

Ranma interrupted, "Are just that, History! Just because a law has served in the past, doesn't mean that it is still good now. The world has changed. If you want to continue to be a primitive tribe in an extreme backwater of the world, then by all means keep your antiquated laws. But if you really want to come into the 21st century, you need to look at your whole system of laws and start trying to figure out what to keep and what to get rid of."

The elder secretly agreed that the council needed to do that very thing. She didn't want to admit it in front of these other people. Perhaps they should let Ranma come and address the council. That was something that would need to be addressed later.

Ranma shifted back to male form and continued his story, "Before I go any farther in telling you about what happened to me specifically, I should give you a little background on the world I landed in. Even though they called it 'Earth' it was very different from the world we have here. None of the land masses are the same as the ones here and I don't think an expert in continental drift would be able to see a way that world could evolve into this one. They had a higher level of technology than we have here and at the same time there were parts of the planet that were more primitive than this world."

"In that world they have flying cars and a technology that will allow a whole car, motorcycle, even a house to be compressed into a capsule like this." Out of a pocket he pulled a case and from that he pulled a round capsule that had a push button on the end.

"B'ra's grandfather was the inventor of the capsule technology and because of that her family is quite wealthy. Her family has a rather peculiar tradition in picking names for their children. Dr. Brief almost never told people his given name. I'm not sure if he was ashamed of it, or if he just got tired of explaining. His name was Boxer."

"More on that later. The other world is more primitive because there are areas where there are real, living dinosaurs. There are also such animals as saber-tooth cats and cave bears. It is also different from this world in that there are dog people, cat people, talking bears and other creatures."

"It will likely interest you to know that B'Ra's father is an alien from a planet that has the same name, Vegeta. He is a member of a race of beings called the Saiyans. Another Saiyan living on earth was Son Goku, who I mentioned before. Goku came to earth as an infant. Since he was raised on Earth he regarded it as his home."

"For our honeymoon, B'Ra and I took a trip in a spaceship that was built by her mother, Bulma. While that is what she called herself, her real given name was Boruma or 'bloomer.' Yeah, that's right, she was named after girls gym shorts."

"Many years before I arrived, there was an alien being from a planet called Namek who lived on the earth. He went by the name of Kami, not to be confused with the kami of this world who are gods. The Namek named Kami created something called Dragon Balls. There were seven of them and when all 7 were gathered in one place you could use them to summon up a powerful being named Shenron, also known as the Eternal Dragon."

"As to why anyone would want to summon up this being, it all had to do with a wish. When the dragon was there you could wish for almost anything including bringing back people from the dead. After a wish was granted the balls would turn into ordinary stones and scatter. They would stay as stones for one full year, after which you could gather them together again and make another wish."

"If you want a more detailed history of that world, just go read from the manga, Dragonball and Dragonball Z. The world I lived in was what people in this world would consider a fictional place."

"On the Earth of that world there had been a problem with the Dragon balls. It could be said that the balls had been over used and that had caused the dragon to split into seven different aspects of himself. Goku, Vegeta and some members of their family had to fight the different dragons to save the earth. When they were done there were no dragon balls and Goku had ascended to take on the job of Shenron."

"Even though there was no one left on Earth to grant wishes, the Dragon of New Namek was still around. He was named Porunga and you could say he was the original dragon. He would still only grant wishes once a year, but that was more often because the Namek year was shorter. When he did grant wishes he could grant three at a time."

"Because of the problems that happened with the Dragon on Earth and even before that, the Nameks tried to only use the Dragon Balls for emergencies. They decided that if the could always use the dragon to pull them out of their problems, it would make them weak."

"However, when their original home planet was destroyed, they had stayed on Earth for a time and it was B'Ra's mom, Bulma who found a place for them to stay. To thank her for her hospitality, they had promised her that she or a member of her family could come to New Namek to be granted one wish."

He grinned and shot a look over at B'Ra. "It seems my love is as much of a genius as her mom is. She figured out a way to get a lot more mileage out of a single Wish."

Author's Notes: This chapter is mostly setup. A lot of this fic will involve flashbacks to what Ranma did in the DB GT world, and that is what the next chapter will consist of. I would welcome suggestions for adventures for Ranma and B'Ra to have in the DBZ universe.

About names: In various places I have seen the character who plays Ranma's wife with her name spelled Bra, Burra or Bulla. For my fic I thought I would use a sort of compromise. It still has the flavor of being a feminine undergarment, but doesn't have to be read that way if you don't want to.

Z Fighter Ranma chapter 1

Z Fighter Ranma
A Ranma 1/2 - DragonBall GT Crossover Fan Fiction
By Michael A. Ivins

I do not own any of the characters from the Ranma universe or from DBZ. They are the property of their authors, publishers, etc. I make no money off the writing of this story.

Timeline notice: In the Ranma Universe this takes place just before the Saffron arc, so no failed wedding has taken place. In the Dragonball Universe it would be sometime during the GT series. (Bra is a girl in her late teens When Ranma visits.)

Chapter 1
The Return

The location was a vacant lot in the Nerima Ward of the city of Tokyo. This was one of the lots that were set aside by the city for the purpose of giving martial artists places to have their fights. This lot had been designated for that purpose in an effort to cut down on the amount of property damage that could result from fights between some of the more powerful of the martial artists in town.

In appearance there was nothing remarkable about this lot. It was a simple field with dirt and a few clumps of grass growing at odd locations. To make it a better fighting ground for martial artist the majority of the larger rocks had been cleared, making it more comfortable for barefoot warriors or those wearing thin-soled shoes.

That there had been a battle of a different sort take place was attested to by the presence of a peculiar design that had been scratched into the dirt near the center of the lot. Into the lines that had been incised into the soil some powders had been poured to fill them. These powders were mostly red but with a few other colors represented.

The composition of those powders was set according to a precise recipe. The composition of the ingredients was supposed to be especially conducive to the casting of magic spells.

One would have expected the rain that had fallen in the week since the event would have washed away the powder, but that had not happened. Instead of the magic powder being washed away, the rain water had soaked into the power. The result was that on the sunny day that came after the first light rain, the powder had hardened to a consistency similar to cement.

It was for this reason that the odd circle with the marked magic sigils and runes was still there. It could still conduct magical energies. A fat lot of good that had done.

The person who had dug the lines into the dirt and filled them with a mix of powders had believed that he knew what he was doing. He thought that he knew exactly what the spell he wanted to cast would do. He had been wrong.

FLASHBACK:

A tiny figure in a dark purple gi finished with his work. The gnome-like figure had used a garden spade to dig the channels for the lines of his spell circle. He knew that he would have to fight the person who he wished to punish and there must be no chance that his spell circle could be scuffed up or erased before he could recite the last words to activate the spell.

The aged martial arts master named Happosai had endured a series of ongoing frustrations when it came to the one he thought of as his student, Saotome Ranma. The boy refused to recognize the Master-student relationship. He also interfered with the old man's activities.

Happosai suffered from a condition that made it necessary for him to absorb female ki to maintain his health. He could get infusions of that all important life energy by absorbing it when he groped young women and girls. To a lesser extent he could get some of the same energy from fondling undergarments that had been worn by women or girls.

That was one of the reasons for Happosai's "hobby." Nearly every day, he would go out into the city to steal women's undergarments. He had developed a rare martial arts technique that allowed him to remove such garments from a woman's body without taking off her outer clothing. While it wasn't as much fun, he sometimes stole from racks that were used to let the garments to air dry on apartment balconies and the like.

Then there was the fact that Ranma had a Jusenkyo curse that caused him to turn into a busty young red haired girl when splashed with cold water. It wasn't fair that the boy was so unwilling to cooperate with Happosai. All the old man wanted to do was to grope the boy's girl form and to see him/her wearing some of the nicer of the "silky darlings" from the aged pervert's collection.

He'd show that ungrateful punk not to disrespect his master. This Curse binding spell would lock the curse forever. Let's see how the boy liked being a girl for the rest of his life. Now all he had to do was to get the boy to the vacant lot and trigger the spell when he was on the circle.

He had already issued a formal challenge for the boy to fight him tonight. It was perfect. He left the lot to prepare himself.

That evening the fight didn't go well for Happosai. The tiny man sometimes had to give credit where it was due and the boy had gotten better. Not as good as the Master, to be sure, but better than he was.

After spending time exchanging blows and ki attacks, the old man landed on the spell circle. There was no danger to him because the final words had not been spoken. This seemed to be just what he needed. He would speak those words and then leap away before the circle activated. The boy would follow and land on the circle just as the power began its work. Even if the spell activated when Happosai was still on the circle it wouldn't do anything to him because he didn't have a curse.

Timing was tight so the aged pervert spoke the final word of the spell. Nothing happened. There should have been something!

His dismay would have to wait. At that moment he could hear the words, "Moku takabisha!" He vacated his position on the spell circle.

Neither Happosai or Ranma were in position to sense it, but the ki blast did have an effect. There was a vibration that could have been felt if anyone had been there to feel it and a sense of power. Ranma leapt to the spot that Happosai had left and at that moment there was an immense flash of light that temporarily blinded all who had been looking at Ranma. When spectators could see again, Ranma was gone.

The aged Master of Anything Goes stared at the spell circle where Ranma had disappeared and shouted, "That wasn't supposed to happen!"

Because of the old man's agitation for his plan going wrong, Akane was able to walk up to him and grab him by the front of his gi. Ranma may be a baka and a jerk, but he was her baka.

The girl growled, "What did you do! Where's Ranma?"

"I... I don't know," the old man confessed. "It shouldn't have done that. It was just supposed to lock his curse. I swear that's all it was supposed to do, I swear!"

The black haired girl wasn't appeased. She ground out, "If you killed him, then you'd better run, because there is no place on Earth where you will be safe from me."

A hand on her arm caused Akane to turn her head. There she saw Nabiki who still seemed to be in control of herself. "Akane, you won't help Ranma by flying off the handle. Please calm down and we will try to figure out what happened and if possible fix it."

The Mercenary Girl pulled out a cell phone and announced, "I'm calling Cologne. She knows about magic, so maybe she can understand this. From what he said, the spell messed up and didn't work the way it should have."

About twenty minutes later the Elder arrived. She was alone, having left Shampoo and Mousse to run the restaurant while she was away. The old crone went immediately to the spell circle and studied it from a discreet distance.

After a few minutes of study she turned and announced, "I'm not sure what this circle would do. I recognize some of the symbols, but there are others that are unfamiliar to me."

She hopped on her staff over to Happosai and demanded, "What was this spell supposed to do?"

"It wasn't supposed to kill him!" the old man insisted. "It was a curse-binding spell. It was just supposed to lock his curse. I wanted to teach the ungrateful punk a lesson."

Holding her hand out, Cologne said, "Do you have the scroll you used with you?"

Somewhat meekly the tiny man pulled out the rolled up scroll and handed it to the Amazon Matriarch. Hopping from her staff down to the ground, she opened the scroll and began to read. After a few minutes of reading an expression of disgust settled on her features.

Finally after she had finished a quick scan of the contents of the scroll, she asked, "Happi, were you eating dinner when you first read the scroll, or was it like this when you got it?"

"It was like that when I got it," he responded. "Is that important?"

The disgust made it into the old woman's tone as she said, "This scroll is useless! There are grease stains on it and some of the writing is smudged. The worse part of that is that some of the symbols in the diagram of the spell circle are not readable."

Shaking her head, the Amazon said, "Let me guess. When you couldn't make out the actual symbol on the diagram, you substituted your best guess, didn't you?"

Looking acutely embarrassed, the little man dug his toe into the dirt and said, "Well, yes. I didn't think it would make that big a difference."

Shaking her head, Cologne said, "Because of the chaotic nature of magic, one must follow the instructions precisely. The only person who should be improvising the way you did is a Master Mage. Do you hold that rank?"

"Well... no, not really," he confessed.

"I thought not," the elder said. Her manner grim, the old woman said, "Even if you had a perfect copy of the scroll it wouldn't have done what you wanted. I'm guessing you didn't read the part at the beginning where it gave a full description of what the spell is supposed to do."

"I did read part of it," he said, his tone like that of a child being scolded for breaking one of his mothers dishes. "I sort of skipped ahead to the part with the directions on how to set up the spell."

Cologne sighed and covered her eyes with her hand for a moment. When she opened them she told the tiny pervert, "Ranma has the wrong kind of curse for this spell. It would have done nothing to him even if it had worked the way it was supposed to."

Looking back at the spell circle she said, "I am not advanced enough in the study of magic to properly evaluate what you have done. Judging solely by the result, I would guess that it was actually some kind of banishment you did."

"Miss Nabiki Tendo," the raspy voice called out in peremptory tones. "I need to borrow your camera."

Her initial inclination was to demand payment but she caught herself. This was not likely to be a good time for such behavior. Instead she asked, "What do you want it for?"

The old woman looked at the younger with a raised eyebrow. It would seem the that the mercenary did posses a sense of occasion. She knew when it was not appropriate to act the mercenary. Cologne replied, "This magic circle is beyond my skill to interpret. I didn't bring the books with me to Japan that I would need to figure it out. I am hoping that I can photograph it and email the pictures to Pao Dah, the lore mistress of my tribe. She should be able to study the pictures and determine what actually happened to Son-in-law."

"Email?"

"Do you find that so surprising?" Challenged the Amazon. "I didn't stay in Japan solely for the purpose of securing Ranma as Shampoo's husband. I was acting as a purchasing agent to help my tribe acquire some modern touches to add to the village."

"What kind of 'modern touches?'"

"I'm not going to tell you everything, but I can say that I have shipped photovoltaic solar panels to the village to give us electricity," she reported. "In addition, there was a satellite uplink and some computers."

The middle Tendo sister took that in and then handed the camera to the old woman. While staying off the actual circle, Cologne did a very thorough job of photographing the scene. The work she did bore some resemblance to a forensic expert photographing a crime scene.

When she was done, the Elder opened the camera and took out the memory card. She said, "I will return this after I have sent the images to my village." She pocketed the card and handed the camera back to Nabiki.

When the old woman hopped onto her staff in preparation to leave, Akane demanded, "Aren't you going to do anything?"

The elder turned her gaze on the girl and replied, "Miss Tendo, I am doing what I can. As Happosai just spectacularly demonstrated, playing around with unfamiliar magic can be extremely dangerous. I am not going to touch that spell circle until I know exactly what I'm dealing with."

"But..."

The Amazon held up a hand to cut the girl off. "If I try to do something now, without knowing what I'm doing, I could kill Son-in-law, assuming that he is not already dead. Or I could end up permanently trapping him wherever it is that the circle sent him. I'm sure you can understand why either of those possibilities is less than ideal."

After glaring at the girl for a few moments longer she let up and said, "The goal is to get him back safe and in good health. Our best chance of doing that lies in the steps I am taking. Now excuse me. Sooner I get these pictures sent off the sooner we can get Son-in-law back." She bounced away.

Akane watched until the old woman was out of sight and then turned. She directed a glare at Happosai, then stalked away out of the vacant lot.

The girl's feelings were in terrible turmoil. She didn't know what she should feel. At times she thought she hated Ranma and yet there were those times when she could believe that she loved him. It just wouldn't be fair to lose him before she knew exactly what it was she felt for the boy.

Five days later the NWC (not including the Kunos) were gathered at the Nekohanten, which was closed for business. Happosai was looking unusually subdued.

Cologne came bouncing in from the back. She stopped and then dropped to a chair and said, "I received my reply from Pao Dah. Happosai, it seems that what you accomplished was to open a portal to another world."

"Does that mean that Ranma is safe?" asked Nodoka.

"I don't know," the Elder admitted. "It is likely that the actual passage through the portal wouldn't have killed him, but I don't know what world it was he traveled to. That means he could have been dropped into the middle of an ocean, into an erupting volcano or in a jungle full of vicious wild beasts. He may have been able to survive, but I have no way to verify that."

"According to what the lore mistress could tell from an examination of the symbols, this is a most unusual type of portal," the elder continued. "This portal can open onto many different worlds. In fact it seems to cycle between as many as a hundred."

"Can you use the portal to bring him back?" asked Soun.

"I could if he is standing on the precise spot where he arrived or no more than a meter and half away from it," she said.

"Why would he leave?" Akane begged to know.

Cologne let out a sigh. After a moment she said, "He might not have a choice. If the place he arrived is dangerous, he might not be able to return there very often. There is also another factor."

The others had expectant expressions. The old woman said, "It is an established fact that time doesn't always flow at the same speed in other worlds as it does in this one."

"What does that mean?" Nabiki queried then added, "And how would you know that?"

"It may surprise you to learn that there are actually many stories of people who have traveled to other worlds and later returned," stated the Matriarch. "In some of those stories a traveler from our world went to another world and when they got back they found that decades or even a century or more had passed in the time they were away even if it only seemed like hours to the traveler."

Frowning she said, "Then there are stories where a traveler lived for many years in another world and returned to our world to find that only hours had passed here. The question then would be how long would you stay near the arrival point, waiting for someone from this world to do something before you gave up?"

"If he was smart, he would have marked his arrival point," she said musingly. "If it were I in his position, I would probably camp out near that spot for a day or two. Then I might make a point of returning there at least once a day for the next week or two. If I still didn't go back to my home, I might then make the trip back once a month while trying to find someone in my new world to help."

"If he is there longer than a year, he might just give up and try to make a life for himself in his new home. If it were I, then I might make an annual pilgrimage back to the arrival point. But if he does make a life there, he may decide that he no longer wants to return."

Genma angrily stated, "He must return. He has an honor commitment to marry a daughter of the Tendo family."

The old Amazon challenged, "Think about it and try to put yourself in his place. If he is in one of those worlds where the time passes faster than here it is possible that several years have already passed for him. If he believed that he'd never get back then why wouldn't he try to make a life for himself wherever he is?"

"He is stubborn," insisted Genma. "He would never give up on getting home."

"Perhaps," allowed the elder. "However there is an alternate to the scenario that I just mentioned. If he has landed in one of the worlds where time moves slower than this one, he may not even have realized yet that he isn't in Japan any more. I have no way of knowing without going there myself and that is an option that I do not favor."

"Is there any way to find out if he is still alive at least?" Akane asked.

"Without knowing which specific world he traveled to, no," the old woman answered. "I do have what I guess you could call an... intuition that he is still alive. Still, that is little more than a feeling and could be nothing more than wishful thinking."

Confused now, Akane demanded, "Does that mean that you're not going to do anything?"

"I am going to do what I can," the elder stated. "The Lore Mistress has given me instructions on how I can use the existing portal to try and bring Ranma back here. I plan to go to the vacant lot and cast the spell every morning for the next month. However, if the portal is not aligned to the proper world or if Ranma is not on the arrival spot, then it may not work."

"What if it takes longer than a month?" Nabiki asked calmly.

"Then we will need to call another meeting like this one," was the answer. "We can then discuss what we know and if anything has changed. At that time we can decide on whether I should continue trying to bring Ranma back or if we should depend on him to find his own way back."

Nodding, Nabiki said, "That seems reasonable."

On that note the people gathered stood up from their seats and they left the restaurant.

When the rest of the NWC had left, a purple haired Amazon girl turned to the elder and in Mandarin pleaded, "Please great Grandmother, tell me you will bring Ranma back."

The elder sighed again. (She seemed to be doing that a lot this evening.) "All I can promise is that I will try. There are many problems that could come up, many obstacles. Unfortunately, these are not the sort of obstacles you can kill."

Her expression grim, the old woman said, "There may come a time when we will have to declare Ranma dead or lost beyond recovery and your claim on him void for that reason."

"Great Grandmother, no!"

"You may say 'no' now, but how long are you willing to wait?" the elder asked, her tone gentle.

"I... I don't know," Shampoo finally answered.

"You can't wait forever," the old woman counseled. "I don't expect you to decide on this right now. You are too emotionally wrought up. This is a question we can consider again in a month or more."

"You said something about going to the world he was in now," Shampoo recalled. "I know you said you didn't like the idea, but what if you could send me?"

"That is another question we can revisit later," Cologne stated. "For one month I will try once a day to bring Ranma back. There is also the chance that he might find a way back on his own. If he is not back in this world by that time then we can discuss other options. One such option would be to send someone to go to the same world and try to fetch him back."

Shampoo clearly was not happy with this, but she agreed to abide by the elder's decision.

END FLASHBACK

The lot was still vacant and the spell circle was still marked into the soil. After the powders had set up, it would have taken a jackhammer to break up the lines of the circles. One could have pulled the forms of the symbols from their depressions in the dirt, but steps had been taken to prevent people from doing that. However, such steps were not actually needed. To open the portal, the sigils and runes had been required. Now that the portal was established, the circle was no longer needed to maintain it. It served mostly as a visual marker of where the portal was.

Cologne's efforts to pull Ranma back from whatever world he had traveled to were unsuccessful. She had no feeling of whether or not there was any result of any kind. She could feel nothing of any kind of presence that might suggest that Ranma was in the world that her spell went into. The trouble was that she didn't know if that meant that Ranma was dead or if she had just connected to the wrong world.

It was now about three in the afternoon and a light breeze was blowing bits of paper trash around. At that moment something happened at the site of the portal. If there had been anyone there to observe they could have heard a faint hum and a vibration. In the air over the circle, there was a shimmering that looked like the distortion of heat. The hum rose in pitch and volume for a moment until there was a bright flash of light, then all fell silent.

Bunched tightly in the center of the spell circle was a group of six people. As soon as they were sure they had arrived somewhere, they spread out in a practiced maneuver. They formed a rough circle with each member facing outward, all stood in a martial arts ready stance.

This was a gender balanced group of people. Three of them appeared to be male while three were female. One of the males had black hair pulled back in a pony tail that reached to the middle of his back. Two of girls had hair of a bright scarlet red while the one other woman and the two boys had pale blue hair.

All of the newly arrived dimensional travelers wore black denim jeans with tank tops in a variety of colors. Over those tops each wore black denim jackets that bore the name "CAPSULE CORP" on the back. One of the boys and one of the girls wore baseball caps marked with the same logo. All of them wore black leather combat boots. Each of the visitors had an odd furry belt around their waist. The color of the fur on the belts matched the color of the hair on the redheads, but was brown for the rest.

Both the black haired man and blue haired woman touched earrings. The earring morphed into a kind of headset which included a small metal shaft that extended out to the side of their left eye. From the tip of that shaft a holographic screen was projected. That screen displayed information gathered from a variety of sensing devices and was tied to a computer that each of them carried in stuff space.

The woman finally said, "There don't appear to be any people in the immediate vicinity, although there are some in the buildings. I don't detect any really high tech power sources and the pollution level in the air seems to be consistent with what you described for the city where you came from."

The man nodded while studying his own screen. "I can detect several power levels around the area." He pointed and said, "Over that way would be where the Nekohanten would be if we are in the right world. Over that way is what I believe to be Happosai, which would probably mean the Tendo dojo."

He glanced around and said, "The vacant lot looks like I remember it, but after so much time in your world, my memories might not be all that clear. None of the grass seems to have grown very much, so I would guess that it can't have been too long in this world since I left."

Continuing his scan, he said, "I'm picking up what looks to be some other high level martial artists, but nothing anywhere close to our level. Looking further out, I scan what I believe the Joketsuzoku village and those power levels I see there must be the Elders. They've got pretty good levels for humans. I'm pretty sure I've spotted Herb, there's another power signature in the area that is not familiar to me. He looks stronger than anyone I've seen so far in this world. It might be fun to go look him up and ask if he'd like to spar."

The blue haired woman laughed. "You never change."

"Yes I do!" he protested.

She just laughed some more and asked, "Did you spot that one you called the Lost Boy?"

Studying the holographic screen, he finally said, "He's not in Japan. With the way he gets lost, he could be almost anywhere. If he's in the form of P-chan I'm nor sure if I'd be able to detect him with this thing anyway. I'm not going to spend a lot of time looking either."

The bluette asked, "So how do you want to find out how much time has passed while you were away?"

With a shrug, the black haired man answered, "If things haven't changed too much, there should be a convenience store about two blocks that way." He pointed to the north. "We could go there and buy a newspaper to check the date."

"Sounds like a plan," the woman replied. She turned to the rest of the group. "Ok, everybody! This looks like we're in the right place, but we need to find out how much time has passed. We're going to go get a newspaper to check the date and to see what the current headlines have to say. It shouldn't take more than 20 minutes."

The man deactivated his holographic screen and said, "I also want to see if they have any Pocky. I mean they had some nice sweets in your world, but it was never quite the same."

One of the blue haired boys said, "Why don't you get enough for all of us?"

"If the store has enough stock," the older man replied. With that the man and the woman left the lot and went toward the store. The rest of the group produced folding lawn chairs from stuff space and settled themselves comfortably for the wait.

When the light had flashed in the vacant lot and the people had arrived there, Cologne at the Nekohanten had sensed the surge of power. From the direction, she was pretty sure that it had to have been from the Portal. Maybe Son-in-Law had managed to find his way back home on his own.

Determined to find out, the old woman went into the dining room and announced, "An emergency has occurred. We will need to close our doors. For those of you who have already been served, take-out containers will be provided. Those who have ordered and have not been served your meal, I will refund your money. Those who are waiting to be served, I give you my apology and offer to let you eat a free dinner special at some later date. I will give you coupons for that."

With those incentives it didn't take long for the dining room to be cleared out. When the last customer was out the door, Cologne said, "I sensed a surge of power from the direction of the vacant lot. I think something must have come through the Portal. Shampoo you come with me, Mr. Part Time, you stay here to start cleaning up."

"But..." the boy started to protest.

That protest was cut off by a rap to his head with the gnarled end of the Elder's staff. "I said you stay here and work. You can fight with Ranma later, if this even turns out to be him. It could be a false alarm, but I want to check to be sure."

The duck cursed boy grumbled, but went to get a plastic bus tub and began clearing the dishes from the tables. The women left and hurried to the vacant lot. What they found there was four people seated in folding lawn chairs. She was momentarily confused by the sight of two red haired women, but put that aside at the sight of a teenaged boy with pale blue hair.

GLOMP!

The young man in question was yelling, "What the hell? Somebody get this crazy woman off me!"

"Oh Airen!" The purple haired girl gushed. "Shampoo miss you so much."

The young man stopped struggling and looked at the face of the woman who was seemingly attached to him. "You're Shampoo?" Then he said, "Lady, I'm not who you think I am. Let go of me!"

In a tone of humor the old woman on the stick observed, "So, Son-in-Law, I see that you dyed your hair while you were away. I wouldn't have thought that blue was really your color."

A masculine voice now spoke in an amused tone. "Hello Old Ghoul! Hey Shampoo, why are you molesting my son?"

The purple haired warrior didn't let go of her glomp, but turned her head. She saw a man just above middle height with long black hair in a pony tail. He appeared to be solidly muscled and his face looked like a 25 year old Ranma.

Shampoo loosened her grip on the boy and said, "You not stupid panda man. Who is you and why you say you Ranma's father?"

Now chuckling, the man said, "Because that boy you are holding onto isn't Ranma. I'm Saotome Ranma. Sorry 'bout this.

Author's Note: Who is this blue haired woman who came with Ranma? Where has he been all this time and what has he been doing. Well the fact that he has come back with four kids would be a good clue.

This is another story that based off that list of concepts that I posted back in February. I'm posting it to see what kind of reactions I get to it. The title is pretty much of a giveaway as to what world Ranma was transported to. If I had a different sort of title, I might have left out the obvious clue of the jackets and hats the dimension travelers were wearing.

I would welcome suggestions for alternate titles for this story. Likewise I would like to hear if anyone thinks this story is worth continuing.

Futanari Ranma - Chapter 9

Futanari Ranma
A Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction
by Michael A. Ivins

Ranma, his family, friends and rivals are the property of Rumiko Takahashi. I get no money for writing this story. Mostly I just have some fun sharing the products of my imagination with others. I also do not own any of the characters from Manga (or is that doujin) Futa Club.

This chapter has LEMON content including incest. If you find that sort of thing offensive, stop reading


Chapter 9
The Orgy

Sunday morning was a busy one for Kasumi and Nabiki. The eldest sister had a lot of food to prepare, the middle sister had preparations of another sort to make. Just before it was time to serve the meal, Nabiki made the tea.

While the middle sister wasn't a good cook, she was actually quite accomplished in the preparation of tea. Thus is was that Kasumi trusted Nabiki to make tea for the special celebration lunch. She just wished she knew what it was that was being celebrated.

The tea that Nabiki made had an extra ingredient she didn't tell her older sister about. She carefully measured out the powder from the jar of Futanari Extreme aphrodisiac. As much as she would like to make an extra strong batch, she made sure she followed the instructions precisely.

Everyone was at the table, including all of the Tendos and Saotomes. It seemed an odd selection of foods. All tasted good. Aside from Genma and Ranma, the rest of the family were a little puzzled why Nabiki kept urging additional servings on everyone. By the time all of the dishes had been finished everyone was stuffed with the exception of the two Saotome males who were comfortably full.

Yes, both Ranma and Genma were in their birth forms. Although the difference was not visible to the rest of the family, Nabiki and Akane were also in their birth forms as well. Akane was not sure why Nabiki had insisted on this since the change wasn't likely to be exposed during a meal, but she had complied with the request.

Kasumi announced, "That is all of the food that I prepared for lunch. I haven't eaten that much in a long while. I hope it isn't fattening."

"Don't worry about that, sis," Nabiki assured her. "We'll burn off all of the calories from this meal soon."

Puzzled by that pronouncement, the eldest sister shook her head. Although she didn't think she had room for any more food she offered, "We have desert if anyone is interested."

Predictably the only people who responded to that were Ranma and Genma. The rest were so full that they didn't think they had any room for dessert. Perhaps in an hour or two.

Nabiki smiled. It was time to implement the next phase of her plan. She reached under the table and pulled loose the gas mask that had been attached with tape. When she had the mask in hand, she took a couple deep breaths to charge her lungs with oxygen and triggered the sleep gas. She held her breath.

The gas traveled along the bottom of the table so that when it did reach the edge, it billowed up into the faces of all of the people sitting there. As soon as Nabiki saw the people at the dining table start to sway and their eyelids droop, she put the gas mask over her mouth and nose and looped the elastic band on the back over her head to hold it there.

Mere moments later everyone else who was at the table fell forward with a thud. Though their consciousness was fading, they still had enough control to put their hands forward to cushion their fall, so nobody smashed their noses on the table, nor did any foreheads get injured.

Nabiki quickly pulled out her cell phone and keyed a number on speed dial. When the call rang through she spoke one word, muffled by the gas mask. The word was, "Now."

She disconnected the call and looked at the clock she had set on the instrument. When it reached the time she had been told of, she pocketed the phone and took off the gas mask. She took a tentative breath but felt no ill effects. It would seem that Kodachi had told the truth when she had said how quickly the gas would lose its effectiveness.

She got up from the table and went to let in two men. These were people who Nabiki had blackmail material on. They also owed her a substantial amount of money. For their help, she had promised that she would write off half of their debts. It was an enticement they couldn't pass up on.

The two men quickly came in to the dining room and picked up one of the people who was asleep at the table. They carried that person to the bathing room then went back for the next. Before long they had everyone in the bathing room. They set the people down either leaning against a wall or lying down. They were positioned according to instructions Nabiki gave.

The next part seemed strange, but the men complied. They stripped the clothing off each of the people in the bathing room. The clothes were stuffed into the laundry hamper in the room. At first they had objected to taking this step, but Nabiki had assured them that it was just a prank. When they woke up everyone would be embarrassed and it would be a good laugh. It was just a slightly more elaborate form of the joke of walking in on someone in the bath, or so Nabiki told them.

When they finished this task, Nabiki told them, "Thanks boys. As I promised, half of your debt is forgiven."

"Uh... how long before they wake up?" One asked.

"About five more minutes at the most," was the reply. "That's all I need you for. Get going and don't you dare try to hang around to watch. I'll know if you do and I promise I can make you regret it."

"Yes ma'am." They left. They knew better than to argue with the Ice Queen.

When she heard the frond door close behind her helpers, Nabiki quickly stripped off her own clothing and stuffed in with the others. She then opened a cupboard where cleaning supplies were kept and took out four bottles of transformation water. She had already opened the wires so that nothing was left to do but pull the cork. She knew she had a time limit so she quickly poured a bottle over Nodoka, another over Kasumi, then Soun, then Genma. Finally she took the bucket she had filled with water and dumped it on Akane. She quickly got more water and poured it on Ranma, then herself.

Now that she had completed the chores she had set herself, she took a look at the people in the room. Now that all were futanari, the aphrodisiac Nabiki had put in the tea was taking effect. Every person in the room had a penis and every one of them was becoming errect.

Ranma had been positioned next to her mother and both were leaning against the wall. People often had said how Ranma resembled her mother and now they were side-by-side and naked, it was even more evident. Ranma was like a shorter and far more muscular copy of her mother.

For the first time Nabiki noted that Nodoka's pubic hair was bright red, just like Ranma's. That would probably mean that Nodoka had been dying her hair to make it auburn instead of the bright red that Ranma had.

Akane had been positioned next to Soun and Genma. The long haired martial artist now had wider hips, slightly narrower shoulders and firm, pert breasts. The mustache was gone, but the hair was the same color and length. She was slender and looked very fit. Somehow Nabiki had just know that her father would make a beautiful woman, or futa rather.

Genma was very different. She was very tall and covered with short soft fur in the same black and white pattern as her panda form had shown. She had fur covered human looking facial features except that her nose was more like that of a panda. She had fuzzy round ears that were attached to the top and sides of her head. Although it wasn't visible, Nabiki would have bet there was a small panda tail mounted just above her butt crack. Again, the hips were wider but the shoulders were the same width. The cock that sprouted from the panda woman's groin was even bigger than Ranma's. Also larger were the breasts. They were bigger than Ranma's, although in proportion to Genma's height, they were probably comparable. Those breasts were also covered in fur except for the nipples.

Nabiki went over to Kasumi, who was the only person who had been left alone. She stood and looked at her older sister. The only obvious difference in her was the now hard penis standing up from her groin. The cock the oldest sister had was close to the same size as Ranma's, perhaps slightly longer but the same thickness.

Nabiki thought her sister's cock looked positively delicious. She knelt down and took it in her mouth and started to lick and suck.

Moments later Kasumi began to stir. She opened her eyes and looked down to see her middle sister sucking on her... penis? Since when did Kasumi have a penis? She had long wanted one, but never thought that such a thing could ever happen. Was this some kind of magic similar to what turned Ranma into a girl. She put her hand on Nabiki's head.

When she felt the hand on her head, Nabiki looked up to see Kasumi's eyes staring into hers. The mercenary futa looked around the room and saw everyone opening their eyes.

"Sorry, Kasumi," she apologized. "We'll get back to this in a moment."

Standing up, Nabiki called out, "Everybody, wake up!"

When all eyes turned to her, Nabiki said, "Everybody wondered what happened to Ranma at the wedding last week. The man curse mixed with the girl curse and turned her into a futanari, a hermaphrodite. Her cursed form has both male and female organs. Because of similar magic that is also now true of everyone in this room. Everyone in this room is a woman with a penis, including my dad and Mr. Saotome. The only exception is that 'auntie' Saotome is a panda woman with a penis."

She continued, "You are probably wondering, 'why am I naked?' In the tea you drank with lunch there was an aphrodisiac. It makes you horny and it lowers your inhibitions so you're willing to have sex with anyone, even people you'd otherwise never even think of having sex with. Your sexual potency is boosted so you can have sex multiple times and multiple partners. Finally the aphrodisiac acts as a contraceptive so nobody will get pregnant."

"I would need to mention that at any other time any one of us can get anyone else pregnant, with the possible exception of Uncle Saotome, because she's technically a different species. No need to worry about that this time, so have fun and start making love to whoever you're closest to."

Ranma looked at her mother and asked, "So Mom, do you wanna fuck?"

Even as highly aroused as she was, the auburn haired mother still felt that some propriety should be observed. She said, "You really shouldn't use that kind of language, Son."

The redhead smirked and got a mischievous twinkle in her eye. She reached over grasp her mother's stiffly erect penis and started to stroke it lightly. She said, "Any other time mom, I'd probably try to be more careful about how I talk, but take a look at our situation."

She took a quick glance around and continued, "Everybody's naked and horny. You're very beautiful and I want desperately to make love to you. Using the right words for the situation would also mean slang during sex. The main question I have for right now is if you want to fuck me with this cock I'm holding or if you want me to fuck you with my cock."

Nodoka was willing to concede the point about language. She was enormously turned on and the stroking of her cock was arousing her even more. She said, "You're right, Son. Show me how manly you are. Fuck your mother!"

Since the room was limited on space, Nodoka grabbed a big fluffy towel and laid it down in the empty tub of the furo. When she had it adjusted to her satisfaction, she lay on her back and spread her legs. Ranma climbed in and quickly moved to position the head of her cock at the lips of her mother's pussy.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Yes," the older redhead answered. "Don't tease me! Fuck me now!"

With a quick flex of her hips, Ranma buried her cock to the hilt in Nodoka's warm cunt. Soon she was moving in and out at a nice even pace.

A short way over Akane was stroking Soun's cock. The slender futa with the long hair was saying in amazement, "I'm a woman with a penis. And my darling baby girl has a penis now too."

Akane leaned forward and quickly planted a kiss on her futa father's cock head then said, "Yes, daddy you are a very beautiful woman with a penis. It's finally time to take care of some of the issues that have been around for a long time. I've seen the way you look at all of us girls. So do you want to fuck your darling baby girl?"

Looking into those beautiful brown eyes, the new futa couldn't help but answer, "Kami-Sama help me, but I do."

Leaving Soun where she was, Akane got up and swung herself around. She quickly positioned herself over her father's cock and lowered her pussy down onto it. With a sigh she settled herself, then looked over next to her.

She said, "Uncle Saotome seems like the odd one out." She gestured the furry panda futa and asked, "So Daddy, did you want to suck Uncle's cock or did you want me to do it?"

Soun's eyes lit up and she said, "I'll do it. Come here old friend, let me take care of that for you."

The panda futa stepped up and present her cock to be sucked.

Kasumi said to Nabiki, "This is like some kind of dream. I've always hoped to get more intimate with my sisters, but this does seem a rather extreme way to do it. Oh, I don't really care. Fuck me, my sister. Fuck me hard and deep. When you're done, I'll return the favor and fuck you."

Ever the practical one, Kasumi had grabbed a thick, fluffy towel and placed it on the floor. She lay on that towel now as Nabiki positioned herself with her cock at the entrance of Kasumi's pussy. With a lunge of her hips, she buried her cock to the hilt in the grasping wet, warmth of her oldest sister cunt. Nabiki quickly started moving in and out, enjoying the sensations of fucking.

In the empty furo, where the auburn haired mother was enjoying the sensation evoked by her son/daughter pumping her pussy with her large cock.

"Oh, Son!" Nodoka exclaimed. "This is more than I ever dreamed of. Keep fucking." It was true that she had fantasized sex with her son, but those fantasies had been of her black haired young male son pumping his cock into her. She had felt ashamed of imagining such a thing, but the fantasies wouldn't stop. She found she still had dreams of such encounters even after she had resumed sex with her husband.

Was it the lure of forbidden fruit? Was it the sinful nature of such a union that had appealed to her? She didn't know. What she did know what that was she was doing now was completely different from her dreams.

The form that she had started to look at as a daughter now had a hard, thick cock that was even now pumping deep in her pussy. Nodoka had been vaguely aware that such things as futanari existed, but had never given them much thought. She had never expected to ever meet one and almost certainly never expected to be fucked by one.

And yet she was loving it. Ranma was giving her a level of pleasure that Genma never had. Was that because it was her son who was now fucking her? Or was it because her son/daughter was a better lover than Genma? In the sex act, her husband always seemed more focused on his own pleasure than that of his partner. Ranma seemed intent on giving her mother as much pleasure as possible.

Akane was bouncing her pussy up and down on her father's cock and loving it. Soun could admit that she had looked at his daughters and imagined what it would be like to fuck them. It was a fantasy that was never acted upon and thus, harmless. Or so she told herself.

She was going to demand a fuller explanation of how she now came to be a woman with a penis when this was over, but for now she was willing to surrender herself to the pleasant sensations of her cock being surrounded by the pussy of his youngest daughter. Other than visits to a prostitute and Soun's own hand, there had been no sex for the widower for several years.

While Akane was doing the work of the sexual intercourse with her father, Soun was sucking the cock of the panda woman that his oldest friend and training partner had turned into. When they had been younger they had done this sort of thing for each other. After Genma had left to take Ranma on the training trip, Soun had vowed that he would never engage in sex with another man.

Now here she was sucking on a cock. True, strictly speaking the cock wasn't attached to a man and she wasn't a man herself, but it was still Genma's cock. Genma was now a woman with a penis like everyone in the room. It was very strange but at the same time felt very right in an odd way. She dismissed her doubts and concentrated on the sex.

Neither Nabiki nor Kasumi were worrying about the moral implications of what they were doing. Each was giving pleasure to the other and that was how it should be. Kasumi had tried to imagine what it would be like to be a futanari and to engage in sex with her sisters, but the imagination fell short of reality. It was so much better than she had imagined.

In the furo Nodoka was approaching orgasm. Her mind couldn't focus on anything but the pleasure she was feeling. Not long after that her orgasm hit. What she didn't understand was why semen spurted out of her penis at the same time as the orgasm in her pussy.

Thoughtfully, Ranma gave her a towel to wipe her own cum off herself. When she was clean, Ranma said, "How was that? Did you like it?"

Nodoka gave a beatific smile and answered, "It was one of the most wonderful experiences of my life. You must make all of your fiancées ecstatic."

Shaking her head, "Actually, Akane is the only fiancée I've had sex with, and that only since this penis was added to my girl form. It turns out that when she said she hated boys, she literally hated them. The only way she was willing to have a penis inside her was if it was on the body of a woman."

"How odd," said Nodoka. "I would confess that if I had heard that some time ago, I would have questioned your manliness. However with the performance you just gave me, I can say that whatever the form, you are manly enough. If I hadn't already burned that accursed contract, I would burn it now."

"Thanks Mom," Ranma responded. "I guess having a penis on my cursed form makes that form more manly. There's something you do need to remember, though."

"What's that?" Nodoka asked.

Young futa told the middle aged one, "This form is both male and female at the same time. On top of that we are being influenced by that afro-dizzy stuff. Have you notice that even after cumming buckets, you still have an erection?"

The auburn haired futa looked down and commented, "Yes, I can see that. But what..."

Ranma interrupted, "Are you comfortable where you are now?"

"Now that you mention it, yes," Nodoka answered. "I find that the floor of the furo with a towel for padding is a lot more comfortable than I would have expected."

The trademark smirk was back on Ranma's face. "Good! Because now it's time to take the next step."

"What..."

At that moment Ranma made her meaning clear as she moved to straddle her mother's body. In moments the redhead had moved herself into position. While holding her mother's cock upright, the younger futa put the lips of her pussy on top of the head of Nodoka's cock.

Poised to move down, Ranma said, "You finally get a chance to practice what you preach about manliness. This time you get to be the manly one as you fuck your daughter."

With that Ranma dropped and almost instantly had Nodoka's cock sheathed in her to the hilt. A gasp escaped the auburn haired mother as she felt the moist warmth of her son's pussy envelop her cock. "So this is what it feels like for a man," She thought.

Little more rational thought went through Nodoka's mind as Ranma began moving up and down on her mother's cock. Ranma thought this felt just as good as Akane's cock. The fact that it was her mother just seemed to make it that much better.

Reversal was the theme in the room. After Soun sprayed a load into her daughter's pussy, and they cleaned up from the cum shot by Akane's cock, Akane laid her father down on another towel and fucked her own cock into Soun's pussy.

When she was buried to the hilt in her father she asked, "Uncle Saotome, why don't you get behind me and fuck my pussy while I fuck my father?"

Thrilled to be including in the family bonding moment, Genma did as invited and got behind Akane. She was grateful that the young Tendo futa was considerate enough to remain still long enough for Genma to get her cock sheathed in the tight young pussy. When she was firmly in place, Akane began to move her hips, starting a slow in and out motion of her cock in her father's pussy.

It took a few moments to coordinate her movements with Akane's but before long, Genma found a rhythm of thrusts that matched up to the younger futa's movements perfectly.

Nabiki and Kasumi changed places.

When the next orgasms were reached, Ranma wanted to stay with her mother. Soun went to get together with Nabiki and Akane joined Kasumi.

Seeing Genma again left out, Ranma went to her father and said, "Want to come over and join Mom and me?"

The panda futa eagerly agreed. She was a little less enthusiastic when Ranma explained her idea for their first combination. "Since Pop has fucked Mom before, I think it would only be fair that Mom fuck her cock into Pop's pussy this time. I was sort of hoping Pop would agree to let me fuck her ass at the same time."

Genma looked dubious about this. Ranma explained, "You don't need to worry. Over the last week I've had some practice with ass fucking. Akane says I've gotten pretty good at it."

While she still felt doubtful, the aphrodisiac wouldn't let Genma refuse any kind of sex. Ranma lay down in the furo and held her lubed cock upright while Genma lowered herself onto it. When she was in place, Nodoka moved into position and thrust her own cock into the new pussy.

After they got going, Genma had to admit that Ranma was better at fucking ass then Nodoka was at fucking pussy. One would think that someone who had been on the receiving end would be better now that she was on the giving end. It's not that she was bad, just that she could have been better.

Soun moved over and was getting fucked by Nabiki, while Akane was fucking Kasumi.

When the next orgasms were reached, Ranma invited, "Ok Pop, I'll bet you've been looking forward to this ever since I first got my curse. You get to fuck your cock into your only child."

Genma looked like she had just been given a prize. She said, "Oh, thank you. I've been wanting to do something like this ever since you got that girl curse. I never approached you to ask to do it because I was afraid you'd angry and cut my dick off or something equally painful."

"No risk of that," Ranma assured. "Today it's 'anything goes' sex. Keep in mind that the only reason I'm letting you fuck me today is because you have that alternate form. The idea of sex with a man is a complete turn-off for me, so don't even think you'll get to do this when you're in your male form."

As she set herself on the floor of the furo so Ranma could lower her pussy onto Genma's cock, the panda futa thought, "Then I guess I must be grateful for getting this form." She let out a contented sigh as she felt the moist warmth and tightness of Ranma's cunt envelop her cock.

Ranma waved Nodoka forward and soon was using her mouth on her mother's organ. When she was sure everything was as she wanted it, the red haired futa began bouncing up and down on her father's cock.

And so it went. At the recommended intervals everyone would stop to rest, use the toilet and drink the aphrodisiac laced fruit juice along with plain water to replace body fluids that were ejaculated or perspired out. They also stuffed their faces with snacks that were supposed to help their bodies recover and be ready for more.

Eventually they reached the 8 hour mark. By that time literally everyone in the Tendo and Saotome families had had sex with everyone else. They'd had experienced sex in almost every position and combination possible.

Everybody had washed up but stayed in futa form. They donned the clothing they had been wearing at lunch then adjourned to the dining room.

As they ate the pre-prepared foods that Kasumi brought, Nabiki spoke. "I know the instructions that come with the aphrodisiac said that people who come that much in 8 hours probably won't be able to perform sexually for two or three days, but they didn't say that you probably wouldn't want to. It was great, but I'm feeling a little sore in pussy, ass and cock."

There was a murmur of assent from everyone else at the table. Not letting that distract her, Soun said, "Nabiki, you promised you would give a fuller explanation of this after the orgy was finished."

Nodoka nodded. "Yes, I'm curious as well. It was a wonderful experience, but I would like to know why you felt you had to change everyone into a futanari."

The middle Tendo sister nodded back. "Yes, it's time." She began to explain. She told how the cursed water at the wedding had changed Ranma into a futanari and how Ranma had feared rejection. She explained that all of the Tendo sisters had a futanari fetish and so Akane had accepted Ranma.

Akane had gone beyond simple acceptance, though. She had wanted to join her lover and become a futanari herself. Thus she had contacted the people who ran the Realm of Futar website and through them the head of the village in China. The quick response and free supplies of transformation water had been unexpected, but welcome.

Nodoka weighed what she had heard before saying, "From what you've said, I understand why you and Akane would want to change. I guess that if you had approached Kasumi and asked her, she would have agreed to the change herself. What I want to know is why you felt you had to change Genma, Soun and I."

Nabiki looked at the tabletop for a moment as if looking for an answer. Finally she looked up and said, "Tell me this, if we sisters and Ranma had come to you after changing and you hadn't, would you have accepted us? Or would you have treated us as freaks, maybe kicked us out of the family?"

The adults sat with mouths open as if to speak. They wanted to say they would never reject their children, but they couldn't with any certainty. The truth was that they might have reacted just as Nabiki said.

The middle sister nodded. "I thought as much. Ranma's change at the wedding set in motion a chain of events that couldn't have been stopped. When Akane learned of Ranma's change she was determined that she would change in the same way. She did everything she could think of to accomplish it."

Shaking her head, Nabiki continued, "If I had been asked about it I would have said it was unlikely to happen. The word 'impossible' doesn't come into it at all. Since it happened to Ranma, then it follows that it could happen to someone else."

"When Akane's efforts succeeded, and she obtained the means to change to be like Ranma, I knew I had to get into the act. I had two reasons why I used trickery to change you parents. I confess that one of those reasons was selfish. In addition to the futanari fetish, I also have an incest fetish. I wanted to have sex with my sisters. It was a bonus to also include my father in with that. I extended that to Auntie Nodoka and Uncle Genma so that Ranma could do it with her parents."

The adults were looking angry but kept silent to hear the second reason. They didn't have to wait long. The mercenary futa said, "The second reason was not selfish. I knew that there was little chance that Ranma's and my parents would accept us becoming such sexual freaks. The only way I could imagine you accepting us was if you became the same kind of freaks yourself."

Soun looked thoughtful as she took that in. Finally she said, "I can understand your reasoning. Now that I turn into a futanari myself, I don't feel inclined to throw you out of the family for being one. That may explain why you changed us, but I'm not sure I understand the reason for the orgy."

Nabiki smirked at that. "Part was because of that incest fetish of mine. But I do have better reasons for it than that. I actually subscribed to the Realm of Futar website. I read some of the stuff they told about the village and the changing of regular people into futanari. There was some interesting reading."

"You see in their history, not everyone changes willingly," she explained. "Some people, like Ranma, change accidentally. Generally people like that don't like what they have become and are miserable because they have a hard time accepting the change. Historically they say that a person who has sex in their new form, both 'giving' and 'receiving,' is more likely to accept their new form."

Nodoka nodded at that. "If I understand what you are implying, changing us to futanari was intended to get us to accept the change to Ranma and you Tendo sisters. The orgy was intended to help us accept the change in ourselves. Well, that and you getting to have sex with everyone."

"You've got it," Nabiki said approvingly. "So did it work? Uncle Genma, tell me if you like your new form?"

The panda futa sat for a moment then held up a hand and started at it for a moment. Finally she said, "This hybrid form has some definite advantages over being just a panda. One of them is these." She clenched her hand into a fist then extended the fingers.

Finally she explained, "No matter how cleverly I used them, paws are not hands and claws are not fingers. Even though pandas can move about on their hind legs, it is not the means of moving about their bodies are designed for. I guess the only reason they can stand like that it to get food from higher up. Walking upright as a panda was actually painful, but I refused to surrender my humanity to the point of walking on all fours."

The panda-fied martial artist went on. "Then there is the simple act of being able to speak while in my cursed form. Yes, I was able to make signs, but it was easy for people to ignore my signs if they didn't like what I had to say."

The panda futa cupped her breasts in her hands and hefted them up and down. She said, "If I had gotten the water at the wedding I would now be a real panda-man as people have been calling me. I know I would have preferred that to being this combination panda man/woman that I am now, but I can't really complain. After going through the orgy I guess you could say that I do like this form. I only wish that there had been some way to take the panda out so I could be a purely human futa like the rest of you."

Nabiki nodded and said, "So I'm guessing you won't want to be locked in that form."

With a vigorous shake of her head, Genma said, "No. I don't want to be locked in this form."

"Daddy," Nabiki called out next. "Do you like your new alternate form?"

Soun looked down at her breasts. She thought about it for a moment before saying, "I think if you asked me that question before the orgy I would have said no. I'm pretty sure I would have hated it. Now that I have experienced all the pleasures this body has to offer, I must admit that I do like it. It has allowed me to get close to my daughters in a way I would never have thought possible."

She stared off into space for a moment before saying, "If offered a cure, I would refuse it. At the same time I would not choose to be locked in this form. There would be many complications if I did, not the least of which is that this house and dojo are registered to a man named Tendo Soun. If I got locked like this, I'd have to take on the identity of a woman. I doubt if that would be a good idea."

"Fair enough," conceded Nabiki. "I could help with some of those legal complications. Still the offer of a lock doesn't have any expiration date. If you should change your mind you can do so later."

Nabiki now turned to the last of the parents. "How about you Auntie? How do you feel about your changed body?"

Nodoka looked to the side for a moment then turned back with a smile. "In a way I almost feel guilty. With what you did to me I suffered the least change to my appearance of any of the adults. I mean no offense when I fail to include you with the adults Kasumi, dear."

"No offense taken," the eldest daughter replied.

The auburn haired futa continued, "I am the one who would have to make the fewest changes in how I conduct myself in public. In truth I believe the only change I would need to make would be to stay away from public baths and hot springs resorts. As I am now I wouldn't be able to wash off with cold water in the presence of other women and it would be rude to get into the hot water without washing off first."

She continued, "I suppose that I must avoid any type of situation where I must undress in front of others. I suppose I must find a new doctor, one to whom I could say that I was always this way. If I did that there would be no need to explain the transformation. With that thought in mind, I think I would ask to be locked."

Frowning, Nabiki asked, "I can understand why you might tell a doctor you were always a futanari, but what about medical history? Wouldn't that contradict your story?"

Sighing, Nodoka said, "I guess I haven't thought it through. It's a pity that nice Dr. Tofu isn't in the neighborhood anymore. He understands about magic transformations. He would be able to accept something like this."

Nodding, Nabiki said, "I may be able to track him down. Even if he doesn't want to come back to this neighborhood, he may be able to recommend someone who knows as much about magic and that kind of stuff as he does."

"You do that, Nabiki dear," Nodoka said in her best motherly tones. "I'm sure you will be able to figure something out. You're so clever."

Author's note: I'm going to stop this chapter here. I intended this chapter to be all about the orgy. The conversation after was something I originally intended to put in another chapter. The orgy itself came out shorter than I expected it to. I may need to work on it some more and expand on some of the sex scenes. I'd welcome any suggestions for improving this chapter.

It seems I'm always begging my readers for fan art. If anyone was sufficiently inspired by this chapter they want to create art based on it, I'd like to see any of the match-ups described or use your imagination for any combination of the characters.

Ranma: Senshi of the Moon

Ranma: Senshi of the Moon
A Ranma 1/2, Sailor Moon Crossover Fan Fiction
By Michael A. Ivins

What was that? You say I don't own Ranma or Sailor Moon? Are you sure?
Oh, all right! If you insist!
I am just a poor fanfic writer playing around with other people's characters and I make no money off doing so. There, I said it! Are you happy?

Timeline Notice: This takes place after the failed wedding in Ranma's part of the world and at the very beginning of Sailor Moon. Other inconsistencies will be explained in the story itself.

Chapter 4

The next morning Ranma was awakened by a gentle shaking. The girl cracked an eyelid open and looked. She said, "Hi Mom."

"I'm just getting ready to leave for work," the auburn haired woman informed her daughter. "How are you feeling?"

"Better," the teenager reported. "Now I only feel like the tomboy bashed me with Mallet-sama a few times instead of my head feeling ready to explode. It still hurts, but I think I can deal with it well enough to get breakfast. I'm pretty sure I'm not feeling up to going to school, though."

"Alright, I'll call them from the Library," Nodoka replied. "Since you started at Juuban High you've had an excellent attendance record. I'm sure that, along with your good marks in all of your classes, should assure that you don't get into any trouble for this."

"Thanks Mom," the girl said. When the older woman left the room, Ranma got out of the bed. She was a little shaky and leaned on the wall to steady herself but navigated with no real trouble. She visited the toilet and then went to the bathing room. There she washed off and went to soak on the furo for a while, changing into male form in the hot water.

Luna had followed and now sat on the edge of the tub. She said, "Do you feel up to talking now?"

Leaning back against the side of the tub, the martial artist closed his eyes. "I guess so. Did you have a question you wanted to start off with?"

"Well, your mother said she was leaving for her job," the cat started. "Since she mentioned the library, is that where she works?"

"Yeah, she's a librarian," Ranma confirmed. "She's the first one there in the morning. She empties the book return bins and checks them back into the computer to get them ready to be put back on the shelves. It does mean she's usually gone by the time I head off to school but at least she's always home when I get back here."

"I see," Luna said. She thought for a moment before asking, "So what can you tell me about what happened during the mind meld?"

"I'm not completely sure myself," the boy admitted. "What I do know is that what you did, maybe combined with something I did, caused all of my past life memories to be dumped into my current consciousness. I sort of had to push them off to the side and I will need meditation to sort the memories out and organize them."

"You remember everything of your life in the Silver Millennium?" Luna's voice had a wistful tone.

"Yeah, everything," the black haired boy agreed. "It's mostly a big jumble right now, that's why I need the meditation to sort things out." He paused and then said, "From your tone just now I get the feeling your memory of those times is not perfect."

Now sounding depressed, the cat responded, "It is a side effect to the stasis process. Right now my memory has more holes in it than Swiss cheese."

"I kind of guessed that from what you were saying about the Senshi and how you need to find the Princess," Ranma said.

"What do you mean?"

"From what I can sift out of the memory download, for 16 years I was Princess Serena Serenity, the daughter of Queen Selene Serenity," he explained. "Officially, there never was a Sailor Moon. Unofficially, I got the Senshi training and was able to transform, but I never went out in public that way. It had to be kept secret because of some political problem with the countries on Earth."

On hearing the name, the cat had a memory jogged loose. She sounded puzzled as she said, "As best as I can recall, Serena had blonde hair."

"I know," Ranma responded. "I can remember looking at myself in the mirror. In that lifetime I looked a lot like my mother, the Queen, except her hair was more of a platinum blonde while mine was yellow blonde. In fact I looked almost exactly like my Aunt Bunny, even to that hairstyle with the odangoes and long pony tails. I don't know why I look different in this lifetime."

"But I was led to believe that all of the Senshi would look the same in their reincarnated forms as they did in the Silver Millennium," the cat complained.

"I'd say I was sorry, but it wasn't anything that I did that caused it, at least I don't think so," the teenager stated. "I can remember dying just as Mom was casting the spell that would send my soul into the future. She said she'd sent all of the rest on ahead of me. Her exact words were, 'you are the last.' She looked close to death's door herself. Maybe she messed up the spell and that led to me being born as a boy in this life. I know that in my current girl form I look like almost like a smaller copy of my mother in this lifetime."

"Well, your hair is a much brighter red than hers," the cat commented.

With a thoughtful expression Ranma nodded and then said, "Oh right, it's dogs that are supposed to be color blind."

The cat didn't dignify that with a reply. Ranma went on, "Mom has told me that her hair was just as bright when she was my age. She dyes it to make it darker because people made fun of her. Me, I don't much care if my hair is a freaky shade of red. I kind of like it that it makes me look different from other kids my age."

What Ranma said next was a shock. "As far as finding the Senshi, I don't think that will be too much of a problem. I already know where three of the other Inners are."

"You do?"

"Yep!" the boy affirmed. "They do look like their Silver Millennium selves. Oddly enough they're all friends of mine too. Mizuno Ami is my study buddy and I now know her to be Sailor Mercury. Kino Makoto is my martial arts sparring partner and I now know she is Sailor Jupiter. Hino Rei, my friend who works as a miko at the Hikawa Shrine, is Sailor Mars, or will be when she's Awakened to her power."

Looking a bit bemused, Luna finally said, "I guess that will help matters."

"I haven't met her, but I've seen pictures," the young martial artist's tone was thoughtful. "I'm pretty sure that Sailor V, who is fighting monsters and crime in London, England is Sailor Venus. I hope she gets some money off the video game they made of her."

"I was certain that was her as well," Luna admitted. Through the use of a cell phone she had been able to obtain, she had been in touch with a central authority that kept her apprised of the battle against the youma in England.

Ranma continued, "As for the Outers, in this life I haven't met Uranus, Neptune or Saturn, but I'm sure I would recognize them instantly if I were to meet them. I saw a little girl who looked like Saturn at the playground of the middle school that's over by the market where Mom gets her groceries. I chased off some bullies who were bothering her. However I do know where Pluto is, or at least one place where she can be contacted."

"You know where Sailor Pluto is?" the cat sounded shocked again.

"Yeah, she's Meiyoh Setsuna, my guidance counselor at Juuban High," the teenager stated. "I wonder if it would be a good idea to alert all of them to the trouble that is coming up."

"Yes, I believe it would be a good idea," the cat advised. "At least for the Inners. As for Pluto, I'm not sure. I would like to guess that she already knows. One thing I do know is that she didn't die in the attack on the Moon Kingdom. Queen Serenity gave her the duty to guard the Gates of Time and to watch for the return of the Negaverse. I am not sure, but I believe it was she who released me from my stasis capsule."

"Well, I'll tell Ms. Meiyoh that I know she's Pluto the next time I see her," Ranma said. "Are you saying that she's the same woman and not a reincarnation?"

"I believe that to be true," the cat confessed.

"20,000 years on the same job?" the teen boy said in wonder. "I can't imagine it. I think I'd go insane in all that time."

"You make a valid point," furry visitor to the house said in a musing tone. "Perhaps it would be wise to be cautious around her."

She paused a moment to think of her next question. "I started to ask about this last night, but your headache was so painful that you didn't want to talk. Why did you change into a girl before going to bed last night?"

"That was something my mom figured out," Ranma explained. "You see the Curse seems to want me to be female at least half of the time. If I go too long in male form all sorts of weird 'accidents' happen."

"What kind of accidents?"

The boy rolled his eyes and recited, "Lawn sprinklers start up right as I'm walking by, sudden cloudbursts that rain on just me, pipes burst or roofs leak if I'm indoors, I've even seen water flow uphill. If somebody is dumping wash water off their balcony it will almost always be when I'm right in the way."

"The thing is, if I schedule times when I'm going to be a girl, and try to make that at least half of every day, then the water accidents pretty much stop happening," he said. "I suppose if the curse thought I was spending too much time in girl form, there would be hot water accidents, but I haven't had any of those, so I must be getting the right balance so far."

He went on, "Mostly I sleep in girl form and go to school that way. Mom figured that the curse doesn't care whether I'm awake or not for the time I'm a girl, just which form I'm wearing."

"Wearing?" the cat was intrigued by the choice of words. "Do you look on whichever sex you are as being like clothing, to be changed at need?"

"Yeah, pretty much now," Ranma admitted. "I used to hate being a girl. Like I mentioned to you, my father pretty much hated women or at least didn't think too highly of them. I sometimes think he had only two reasons why he married my mom. The first was because she's a great cook, and the second because she could give birth to the heir who could support him in cushy retirement."

"He must not have reacted well to your getting the curse," Luna guessed.

"That would be putting it mildly," the boy chuckled. "When he was around, he wanted me to change back to a boy almost immediately. Which was sort of strange, because he never seemed to mind being in panda form."

"Sounds like a double standard," observed the furry visitor.

"Yeah, that's the way he is," Ranma agreed.

"You say you don't really care all that much about whether you are male or female," the cat ventured. "But you were raised very much male. Does that mean you retain a male viewpoint even when your body is female?"

"Pretty much," Ranma admitted. "I've started to bend a little on some issues, like girl clothing. I used to hate wearing girl's undergarments, but now it just seems more practical to wear clothes designed for the body I'm in at the time. When I was having water accidents all the time I tried to dress as unisex as I could."

"I guess that makes sense," the feline conceded. "However, that wasn't what I was getting at."

"If you mean my views on guys and girls for dating and the like, then I'm still mostly male," he said thoughtfully. "I mean that I like girls regardless of which body I'm wearing. I guess that makes me heterosexual when male and a lesbian when a girl."

He suddenly sat up, causing water to slosh over the rim of the tub. "Oh, gross! I just remembered that I had a boyfriend back in the Silver Millennium. I'm pretty sure that Prince Endymion is that jerk Chiba Mamoru in this life. Even if I was into guys, I wouldn't want to hook up with that one."

"So is there a girl who has caught your eye?" Luna asked.

"Actually, yes," he admitted. "Now that the engagements in Nerima are all cancelled, I find I really like Hino Rei. She's pretty, strong and has a fiery temper but not so bad that she would hit me like Tendo Akane used to."

"Your fiancée used to hit you?" the cat sounded shocked again.

"Yeah," he said with a nod. "Akane is the tomboy I spoke of back in the bedroom."

"She hit you with a mallet?"

"Yeah," he agreed in a sad tone. "There was a time when I thought I loved the girl. I guess you could say she beat that idea out of me."

His tone turned thoughtful, "As for how things are going with Rei... Before I tell her I can change into a guy, I want to see how she reacts to me in my girl form. I figure that for me to get together with any girl, I'm going to need to find one who 'swings both ways.' If she doesn't like me in both forms then any kind of relationship would be pretty much doomed to fail."

He frowned. "I thought Rei and I were making good progress until two weeks ago. Then something must have happened, because Rei started acting colder toward me. It was like something had made her sad and she could only treat me as a friend and nothing more."

At that point he opened his eyes and looked at his hand. He stood up and said, "I'm starting to prune up. I need to dry off and go get breakfast."

After toweling himself off, he ran his arm under the cold water faucet and changed to female. Then she dressed in a dark blue skirt and a yellow blouse before heading to the kitchen. Luna followed.

Checking the refrigerator, Ranma found that her mother had left her some rice, fish and miso soup. She took those items out and microwaved them to heat them. She put a portion of the soup into a saucer and some rice and fish into a another one. She set that down on the floor for Luna.

The red haired girl sat down and ate slowly. Because her head was still hurting, she found she didn't feel like eating at her normal speed.

Looking around the kitchen she noticed a glass of water that had been set on top of a piece of paper. After she had finished her food she walked over and found another of the prescription pain pills left on the paper. The glass of water was acting as a paperweight to hold down a note. It read, "In case you are still in pain, I left you another of those pills."

"Bless you, Mom." She picked up the pill, but before she could put the it in her mouth, Luna spoke up, "You don't need that."

Frowning, the girl argued, "My head is still hurting. I really do think I need this."

"If you change into Sailor Moon, your transformation has magic powers of self-healing," the cat countered. She leapt into air and performed an unusual flip. At the apex of her leap an odd broach appeared and clattered to the floor.

"Put that on and then say 'Moon Prism Power - Makeup," the cat instructed.

Ranma picked up the broach and examined it. It seemed to be gold with a sort of sunburst design. If she was supposed to wear it all the time, it would be necessary to hide it when in male form, because it looked way too feminine. She didn't mind that when in girl form, but needed to at least maintain appearances when male. Now that she had it in front of her she recognized it as the transformation broach she had used in her past life.

She pinned the broach to the front of her shirt and touched the thumbs and index fingers of both hands to the sides. She called out the phrase that Luna had suggested. Rotating bands of energy surrounded Ranma as she levitated a short way into the air and her clothing vanished. Shortly new clothing formed on her body.

When she got done with it, the red haired Senshi turned to the cat and complained, "Damn! I'd forgotten that I would be naked for part of that transformation. "

"Well, it is a fairly standard part of the transformation sequence," the cat admitted.

"Humph!" she grumped. "Purely aside from the secret identity thing, I can definitely see why I wouldn't want to do that in public. I might die of embarrassment. I have to wonder about the guys who invented that process. Must have been a bunch of perverts."

"I'm sorry about that," Luna apologized. "I had no part in the process of granting your powers and the transformation."

The girl put a hand to the side of her head, looking surprised. "Well, what do you know? You were right. The headache is gone."

"Okay, let's take a look at this costume," she said. She left the kitchen and went to the bathing room to look at her reflection in the full length mirror. She turned to and fro and lifted up the skirt to look at what was under it. She tugged at the end of the long gloves she was wearing. She looked at the boots and experimentally flexed her ankles.

Finally she said, "Just like I remember it. I don't hate it, but I can't say that I love it either. The suit is sort of like a leotard with a skirt. I've had to wear a leotard in the Martial Arts Rhythmic Gymnastics match, but I think this is closer to either the Martial Arts Figure Skating costume or maybe the Martial Arts Cheerleading outfit."

"Do I even want to ask about Martial Arts Cheerleading?" The furry observer rhetorically queried.

"Hey, in Nerima they mix martial arts with almost anything," Ranma informed her companion. "At least it makes some sense when mixing it with athletic events. There's some stuff that's just plain weird."

"Weirder than martial Arts Cheerleading?" Luna had to admit that her curiosity was aroused.

"There's martial arts dining, Martial arts tea ceremony, and even martial arts housekeeping," the red haired Senshi replied. "My friend Tendo Kasumi has been the All Tokyo champion in that last one for four years running. It's kind of strange how she acts for that. For most of the time she is kind, sweet and gentle, but get her into an actual contest, and she is a vicious competitor."

"Martial Arts... Tea Ceremony?" Luna was clearly boggled at the idea.

"If you think that's bad, try the idea of Martial Arts Restaurant take out racing," Ranma suggested.

The cat shuddered as she contemplated those ideas.

Ranma continued, "There's also Martial Arts Volleyball and Soccer but I don't think there's a martial arts version of track and field. Board games like chess, checkers, go and shogi are sort of battle strategy games anyway, so there was no need to do martial arts variations on them."

"Is there such a thing as martial arts cooking?" wondered Luna.

With a thoughtful expression, Ranma said, "If you can ask that question, I guess you've never caught an episode of Iron Chef Nerima. My old friend Kuonji Ukyo does great in the combat parts of that but she looses points because she hardly ever makes anything other than Okonomiyaki."

"Now, about the costume," Ranma resumed.

"Yes?"

"Like a leotard, it does give good freedom of movement," the girl said, analytically. "The gloves could have been a problem but the palms and fingertips have some texturing to allow for good gripping. Medium heel, high-top boots are not usually the best footwear to fight in, but these are nice and flexible, so I guess I can't complain too much."

Looking in the mirror some more she said, "As for the decorative touches... Well I guess I can live with the bow on the front. The bow on the back has got to go. Although I never complained too much about it in my past life."

"What's wrong with the bow on the back?" demanded the aggrieved feline.

Turning a look on the cat, Ranma raised one eyebrow. "In close-up hand-to-hand combat an enemy could yank on the bow or the trailing ribbons and pull me off balance."

"Hmm..." she hummed thoughtfully. She held up a clenched fist and shortly glowing red claws sprouted from her knuckles.

"What's that?" Luna queried.

In a thoughtful tone Ranma said, "It looks like what you did wasn't a cure for the nekoken, but a way for me to master the technique. These are ki claws that are strong enough to shred wood, stone and even metal. It probably wouldn't work too good against creatures that can absorb ki, but maybe I can use some of the magic of this Senshi form to make a stronger set of claws."

"In the meantime..." She concentrated and the claws disappeared from her knuckles and reappeared on her finger tips. The girl then reached behind herself and the red bow fluttered to ground a moment later. After she dismissed the claws she noted that they had left holes in the gloves.

Luna pointed out, "That bow will reappear every time you transform into Sailor Moon."

"Then I'll cut the bow off every time," the new Senshi of the Moon replied. "It's not open to debate. After I get more used to the transformation process I'll see what I can do to keep the back bow from being part of the costume."

Ranma suddenly froze as a chill seemed to race up and down her back. "I can sense something happening, something evil. I can feel that it's going to affect one of my friends."

The red haired girl picked up the cat and ran quickly to her bedroom and out the window. She swung herself up on to the roof and then leapt toward the roof of a house across the street. She was surprised when her leap overshot the target and she ended up landing in the street beyond the house she had been aiming for.

Looking at the cat in the crook of her arm, Ranma said, "Ok, note to self: I'm a lot stronger in this form and I need to do some practice with my roof hopping to compensate."

She quickly got the hang of it, but it still seemed weird to be able to cover such distances with such a small fraction of her strength. Before long she was in a business district and standing on the roof of a store that was across the street from Osa-P, the jewelry store that was run by her friend Naru's mother.

The sense of evil was strong coming from the store. Then there were posters in the windows that proclaimed a 90 percent off sale. That didn't sound right. Why would Naru's mom discount her jewelry that much? Surely she would be losing money. This bore investigation.

Ranma jumped down and walked to the door of the store. The customers were acting a little frenzied in their pursuit of bargains. Before long something began to happen to them. Ranma could sense their life energy was being drawn out of their bodies and being channeled to the woman who at the moment looked like her friend's mother. The ki signature was completely wrong.

"Hey lady!" The newly minted Senshi of the Moon shouted. "You aren't Naru's Mom. Who are you?"

At that moment all of the customers in the store slumped to the floor. The woman looked to the figure in the door of the store and scowled. "A better question might be who you think you are."

"I'm Sailor Moon and I've come here to kick your ass and stop evil wherever I find it," Ranma shouted. Under one of the display cases, Luna put a paw over her eyes and winced at that. It was not the right kind of challenge, but it would have to do.

"Oh really?" the woman's face seemed to almost collapse in on itself as the cheeks became hollow and the color turned dark and grayish. The eyes sunk in deeper and the body became more emaciated. She said, "I don't think so! Arise my children and remove this pest!"

The women and girls who had been lying on the floor got unsteadily to their feet and shuffled forward like zombies. It was evident that their intent was to attack Sailor Moon.

"Really?" the redhead mocked. "Zombie minions? That's the best you could come up with?"

Sailor Moon suddenly blurred as she made her way through the crowd of women. She didn't hit any of them with fists, but instead pressed shiatsu sleep points on the neck of each. A mere moment later the crowd of women fell to the floor in boneless heaps. She didn't want to hurt them after all. They were innocent civilians.

Luna called out, "Sailor Moon, take off your tiara. Say 'Moon Tiara Action' and then throw it at the youma."

Feeling silly, the girl grabbed the tiara by the point on her forehead where the jewel was mounted. She called out the words and saw the metal partial hoop transform into a glowing discus. Ok, this had possibilities. She flung that at the creature and watched at it impacted. The strike was apparently more than the youma could take and it turned to dust which fell to the floor in a pile. The glowing disk returned to Ranma's hand and changed back into the tiara. Somewhat absently she put it back on.

A shadow was thrown on the floor from one of the windows high up on the wall of the store and Ranma looked up to see a tall man dressed in what appeared to be a tuxedo. He carried a cane or walking stick tucked under one arm. The red haired girl frowned and demanded, "Who the hell are you supposed to be?"

"I am Tuxedo Kamen," he announced. As he spoke he had pulled a rose from his cape and looked around. Finally, somewhat uncertainly, he said, "I... I guess you don't need my help."

"Help? No, I don't think so. I'd say that it was silly to be taking your name from the costume, but since I've got the name Sailor Moon because of the sailor collar on this suit, I guess I can't be too critical," she said. "But... A tuxedo? You fight while wearing a tuxedo? And what's with the rose?"

"This is my weapon," he announced.

Ranma put a hand over her mouth but wasn't able to stop her snicker. The snicker turned into a laugh and the girl had to fight to keep from falling down and rolling on the floor. "Your weapon is a flower? That's almost as bad as that nutcase Kuno Kodachi. At least she just flings the petals around and doesn't pretend that they have any value as weapons other than a distraction."

She laughed a little more before turning serious. "Look, Tux boy, why don't you clear out and let the real fighters handle stuff like this?"

"But it is my duty to protect the Senshi of the Moon!" He protested.

"With a rose?" She shook her head and said, "You're going to protect me... with roses? Like that's going to do much good against life sucking monsters. Whatever! You do what you want; I'm out of here."

Sailor Moon grabbed the cat and then ran out of the store and leapt to the roof of the store across the street. She ducked behind an air conditioning unit's heat exchanger and transformed back to Ranma. Then she roof hopped back to her mother's house.

"How did you do that?" demanded Luna.

"How did I do what?" the girl responded, sounding confused.

"You were able to leap from roof to roof without your Senshi power," the cat pointed out.

"Huh?" Ranma couldn't understand why that was a big deal. "I've been able to travel by roof hopping for years. What do you find so impressive about it?"

As they came in sight of the Tsukino home Luna sighed. "I guess I was expecting the Princess to be a pampered child who could only use her magic powers to fight with."

"Well, I'm 18," the girl shot back. "I don't know how old you are, but I'll grant that you may look on that as a child. But pampered? That may have been true in my life during the Silver Millennium of the Moon Kingdom, but I've been anything but pampered in this life. You saw my memories. Did that look like the training of a pampered layabout to you?"

"I suppose not," the furry passenger admitted.


Author's Note: Just to be clear, the little accident that caused Ranma's full past life memories to be brought forth will not work on the other Senshi. One of the factors that allowed it in Ranma's case was the Nekoken and something that will be explained in a later chapter.