New fic. Going to be incredibly long. Have 8 chapters done so far in part one, and there are 10 parts. This is a megalithic crossover, so the stories will twist and turn.

Title: Stranger Things Have Happened

Subtitle: Part One:The LegendaryGoshinboku (God Tree)

Author: Miaka Kennyuuki

Rated: PG for now

Pairings: none yet

Warnings: random Japanese, random fashion show descriptions, random plot turns, just randomness. Humongous amounts of OOCness. Oh, and implied Shounen ai

Summary: Part One: Heero Yuy discovers that he is Kagome's cousin. In a visit to her home, he gets dragged into the war in the Feudal Era, along the way making new alliances and forming strong bonds with friends.

Note: I am well aware that I fucked up some timelines. It was needed.

Note 2: This is a gargantuan crossover. Gundam Wing, Ranma 1/2, DN Angel, Kingdom Hearts, Yu Yu Hakusho, Yu-gi-Oh, Negima: Magister Negi Magi, Saiyuki, Harry Potter, Buffy The Vampire Slayer, WB's Supernatural, WB's Smallville, Charlaine Harris's Sookie Stackhouse series, and possibly new random mangas I'm reading. It evolves. (Seriously, Supernatural and Smallville were, like, accidents.) Hope you enjoy.

Part One:The LegendaryGoshinboku

Chapter One: Lost and Found

Heero Yuy, noted war hero and Gundam pilot, ran on his custom-built gundanium treadmill as his roommate, also an accomplished war hero, collected the mail in front of their modest, two-story house just outside of Kissimmee, Florida. Heero, recently turned fifteen years of age, pushed a series of buttons, increasing the velocity of the treadmill and working his slim, muscled body further. Sweat soaked into his black spandex biker shorts and forest green tank top, pooling under his arms and in any free crevice the perspiration could find.

A door slammed deeper inside the house, and the sound of footsteps moved toward the room Heero was currently in. Without breaking stride, Heero slipped a small gun from a hidden pocket on the treadmill and waited. A moment later, the lithe form of the oriental pilot of Shenlong Gundam, Chang Wufei, entered the makeshift gym. There was warmth in the usually cold, disdainful onyx eyes, and his hair, normally pulled back in a painfully tight ponytail, was loose around his shoulders. Instead of the Chinese style clothing he typically favored, Wufei was wearing a worn pair of jeans and a blue tee shirt two sizes too big, more for comfort than for actual style.

"Good morning, Heero," Wufei said, smiling. "The usual in the mail. Bills, bills, bills, junk, porn magazine subscription offer, food coupon, bills."

Heero nodded back, before giving a smile of his own. "What was that third to last one again?" Wufei frowned and Heero grinned. "Just kidding. Nothing new, then?" he questioned. Wufei looked thoughtful, flipping through the mail slowly.

"Hmm…as a matter of fact, yes, there is a letter here addressed to a Ranmaru Hideyoshi Koishikawa, c/o (care of) Heero Yuy," he read, looking up at Heero. "You know a Koishikawa?"

"No. But it does have my name on it. Read it to me. I don't want to break my stride," Heero commanded. Wufei snorted.

"You know damn well that you can read, pilot a Gundam and have a snack without breaking your stride, Yuy." He sighed. "Fine, Yuy. Here goes. 'Dear Heero Yuy. Or should I say, Ranmaru Koishikawa? Sorry, that was a bit forward of me. Alright, I'm writing to you because…well, because I knew your mother.' " A sound from Heero cause Wufei to look up. "You okay, Yuy?"

Heero nodded, looking at his feet as they ran miles in place, his thoughts swirling in confusion. Knew my mother? I didn't even know my mother, how could this stranger claim to have known her? "Continue, please, Wufei," he said, his voice slightly unsure. The situation would have surprised and disturbed many back during the war.

"Umm, alright. 'My name is Ayame Higurashi, maiden name Koishikawa. I am your late mother's sister. And before you ask, Minami wasn't married when she had you, and I don't know your father's name, therefore, you are a Koishikawa through and through. Anyway, the reason I'm writing is because I recently discovered you existed, under an alias, of course, and immediately looked you up. A nice old man dropped by and left me some information and some pictures. Were you aware that you look just like your mother did at your age, minus the eyes?' Wufei continued.

"Jay," Heero said immediately. "He is the only one with that kind of information."

"Maybe he's having one of his mad scientist moments and decided you need to experience a 'full and happy life'," Wufei suggested. "I mean, that's why Master Oh is paying for out house. He claims he wants me to be happy in this peace time."

Heero frowned. "Maybe. Is there anything else?" Wufei nodded, holding up the letter again. This time he squinted and glared at the paper.

"One moment," he said, disappearing into another room. He returned with a pair of frameless spectacles, adjusting them quickly on his face. A blush graced his cheeks, despite the time he'd lived with Heero. Even to an ex-scholar, glasses were embarrassing. He cleared his throat and once again focused on the letter. Heero watched, amused.

"'Your mother's eyes were such a beautiful chocolate brown, everyone in our family was envious of her. You most likely received that beautiful blue color from your father. I understand he was American? No matter. To the point. I want you to come visit me and my family. If not to live with us.'" Wufei stopped, looking up at Heero to gauge his reaction. Heero just nodded for him to continue. "'I know this is a lot to take in at once, but you're family. I just want to be sure you're happy, and that you know you have people to depend on, that love you unconditionally. There's your cousin, Kagome. She's fifteen, just starting high school. And you're other cousin, Souta. He's ten years old. And of course, your grandfather Ibutsu. He's a little eccentric, but very loving. If you decide you want to try, please call us at 434-7023, in Kyoto, Japan. Remember Ranmaru, we all love you and look forward to seeing you. Signed, Ayame Higurashi, Sunset Shrine, Kyoto, Japan.'"

Heero was quiet for a long time. A family. He had a family. And from the looks of it, Jay had known about this. Suddenly he was very angry, and actually stumbled on the treadmill. Wufei hurried forward and pressed the 'slow', then 'stop' buttons, allowing Heero to stumble off and plop heavily into a Lay-Z-Boy beside Wufei's weight set.

"You okay, Heero?" the Chinese boy asked, his brow creased with worry. Heero looked up at Wufei, wonder in his eyes. "A family," he whispered. Then, for the first time in quite a while, he smiled. A wide, brilliant, slightly cautious but nonetheless happy smile. "Wufei?"

"Yes, Heero?" Wufei asked, his eyebrows rose but an answering smile on his lips.

"Bring me the phone."

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To Be Continued…