Summary: Ranma Saotome wakes up in Wave Country, after a fight against Kuno went wrong. Seeing the people being crushed under Gato's heel, he decides to do something about it, and befriends Team 7 in the process.

Note: I'm bored. I like Ranma 1/2 and Naruto, and figured he'd be perfect for this.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Ranma 1/2.

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Who's A Ninja?
A Ranma 1/2 and Naruto Crossover
By Ranma XLR
© 2014
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First Arc : Prologue

"Nngh..." I stirred myself awake. It felt like my very bones were aching, like I'd gone a couple of rounds against Ryoga. I groaned as I opened my eyes, only to shut them closed, a flash of light sending a jolt of pain through the vulnerable orbs. I clamped a hand over my face.

What happened to me? I struggled to remember.

'Last I remember, Kuno was waving some weird voodoo lookin' stick at me...' I mused as I opened my eyes once more, having slowly adjusted to the light. I remembered that fight.

It was a few weeks after my failed wedding with Akane. Things had considerably calmed down, and I was enjoying a time of peace— with the occasional duel of whoever thought they could take me, and of course, the daily annoyance that is Tatewaki Kuno. The Eternally Lost Boy was nowhere to be seen, probably lost somewhere as usual. Mousse was on some training trip, trying to get stronger for his darling Shampoo or whatever. Frankly, I didn't even care.

Anyway, back to the story at hand. Kuno had shown up, spouting his gibberish as usual. After his declarations of love towards Akane and the "kettle girl" were done, he brandished some weird stick and spoke an incantation of sorts. That was the last thing I remembered before waking up.. wherever I was.

I sat up, and looked around, scanning my surroundings. The room I was in was sparsely furnished, only having the mere essentials. Looking out of the window, I saw a large forest, stretching to the horizons. What the hell happened? Was I still in Nerima?

'No hint of technology either. I must be deep in the wilderness.' I noted, and stepped off the bed. The floor beneath my feet made loud creaking noises, unable to soundlessly hold my shifting weight. I heard the sound of footsteps from below. Whoever was down there must know I'm awake.

I tensed my muscles in anticipation. I pulled from deep within my spirit, and found my ki, ready to be used at a moment's notice.

It was all for naught, however, when I saw an aging bald man come in the room.

"Ah, it's good to see that you're all right!" The man exclaimed with a smile, which I returned.

"Uh.. Yeah. Sorry about this." I scratched the back of my head.

"It's no trouble at all, my boy. I couldn't just leave you out in the woods." The bald man answered, waving my apology off.

I frowned. "About that..." I began. "Do you know what happened to me?"

The old timer shook his head. "I'm sorry lad, but I just found ya in the forest, in the dead of night." He adopted a thoughtful look. "There was a flash of light, so I went to see what it was. Saw you lying on the dirt floor, lookin' like you went a couple of rounds against a boulder and lost."

"That was a couple days ago." The man finished.

'I'd been out for two days? What the hell did Kuno use on me!?' I thought incredulously, but shook it off. I would pay Kuno back for that. No weird magical item would ever stop Ranma Saotome. Why? Because Ranma Saotome never loses.

Whatever.

"Well, thanks for the help, old man." I gave a little nod of respect.

"Don't thank me, boy. It was just the right thing to do." The old man said, before clenching his heart and coughing painfully. He wobbled slightly, but I caught him before he fell.

"Easy there. And my name's Ranma, old timer."

-Cough- "Not old timer." -Cough- "The name's Tamotsu." The man calmed his coughing down, and began to breathe normally again. "I own the land here. Most of it is farm land to help the Wave Country, but times have been rough, and prices have been low." The man, Tamotsu, looked weary. "So I have to work twice as hard to make a living. I'm afraid my aging body can't get the job done any more."

I frowned. "What's the Wave Country?"

The old farmer gave me a look, as if I were stupid. "It's the country we're in. You've never heard of Wave? Near the Fire Country and the Land of Rivers?"

I just stared at him, not knowing what to say. Wave Country? Fire Country? Land of Rivers? I grasped at an answer desperately. "You got a map of the world? I want to confirm somethin'."

Tamotsu gave me a long look, before turning and walking down the stairs, motioning for me to follow. They reached the living room. There were a few couches, and a small table in the center. Different paintings hung on the wall, with the exception of one, which the farmer gestured at. It seemed to be a map of some sort.

...And I could not make any of it out. The landmarks looked alien to me. Where was China? India? Russia? The Americas?

After a very, very long moment. I only had the following to say.

"WHERE THE HELL AM I!?"

Elsewhere, a yellow bandana wearing young man sneezed.

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Not a bad prologue, eh!?

Let me know what you all think.