Hellos! I'm going to try this fic out! After watching Mirai Nikki and doing some reading I've been inspired... Let's see what I can come up with!

This is a Ranma centered fic, sorry to the Mirai Nikki fans. Yukiteru/Yuno will not be happening. And it will be from the perspective of the Ranma 1/2 cast. There will be characters from each story plus a few from other stories, I'll credit them when they're introduced. In addition, I will add my very own OCs.

All it takes is a beautiful fake smile to hide an injured soul and they will never notice how broken you really are.

-Anonymous

Sometimes the person who tries to keep everyone happy is the most lonely person.

-Anonymous

Prologue

It was dark. And it was empty.

"I"m boreddd!" Whined a young female voice. "You've been doing nothing for so long!" The sounds of page flipping echoed through the vacant space.

A masculine, monotone voice replied, "I've told you before, just leave." There was a breathy sigh from the male.

"But I can't! I have to be with you for eternity. Why'd you have to be so boring?!" There was a 'huff' and the crossing of arms. "I got to stay with you, you big crybaby!"

"No. No you don't. I'm not going to do anything."

"That's not what I meant." The female voice whined. "I don't have the power to leave, you gotta give me it." Clothes shuffled.

"..." There was a long moment of silence. "Why did you not say so, many years before?"

"I dunno!" Was the chippy reply.

"Okay, how do I do it?"

"How am I supposed to know?" There was a loud raspberry. "I'm not God here, you dummy."

There was a huge release of air. "You're such a pain."

"I don't know how you could stand an eternity of nothing!"

After several seconds of disgruntled mumbling, the man spoke, "All right, I figured it out."

The darkness was pushed back by a burst of light surrounding a cloaked male figure. He had long black hair that covered his face. He wore a tattered black cloak that covered his thin body.

"Yay!" Cheered his companion. She was an extremely short, brown skin child. She had light purple hair running down to her legs. She wore a worn out pink jacket and a dirtied, ridiculously over-sized white boots. She had purple eyes similar to her eyes, but with a darker hue.

"Now go."

"Bye bye, Amano-sama!"

"Have fun, Mur mur. I'll release your bonds. Don't mess things up too much."

The light intensified and then dimmed quickly. As the light disappeared, there was a little 'pop,' marking the passage of his companion.

"I... miss her already..." Another breathy sigh. "Not as much as Yuno..."

It was going to be a very long eternity.

OOO

A flash of light illuminated Japan's night sky.

"Wow! This world's very different." Mur Mur clapped her hands. "Let's have fun!"

OOO

Today is so exciting! There's a real tornado outside! I can hear the winds from inside. It's definitely Ranma. Akane told me they went to go learn a new martial arts technique to defeat Happosai. They made a tornado! A gigantic one too! The whole house is shaking. I guess Ranma's finally going to get his strength back! How exciting!

Kasumi put down her phone just as the door slammed open to reveal a bewildered Nabiki rushing in. Mumbling a quick 'hello' she rushed up into her room. Even from where Kasumi was, she could hear her sister furiously typing on her laptop. The homemaker picked up her phone once more.

Oooh! I can't wait until they come back! I want to know every bit of the battle!

Kasumi felt giddy. Ranma's adventures were so exciting. Just once, maybe she could experience one for herself. She started to daydream.

"Hey Kasumi." Nabiki's voice broke her out of her reverie. The middle sister was in her green and white school uniform. She sat down on the other end to the table and placed down her laptop.

"Hello Nabiki. How was school?"

"I don't think school is the most exciting topic to talk about right now..." Nabiki rolled her eyes.

"I suppose not..."

Nabiki let out a chuckle while she looked at her laptop. "Ranma-baby's really bringing in the money."

"..."

"Kasumi," Nabiki started, taking the silence as disapproval. "You know how it is, only daddy has a job to support all of us and the Saotomes aren't doing much to help. They're freeloading, its even worse!"

"I understand, but..."

Nabiki gave a bitter smile. "Look. Sometimes we just have to do things to support those we care about." She whipped her head towards the door. "Sounds like the tornado's gone."

"Do you think Ranma won?" Kasumi asked.

Nabiki scoffed. "He better have. So many people bet against him. They saw how weak Ranma was." The only sounds in the room was the 'click-clack' of Nabiki's laptop until she let out a joyful laugh. "Oh, Ranma. Aren't you full of surprises."

"Oh!" Kasumi exclaimed delightfully. "Ranma beat grandfather Happy?"

"Him and Mousse, Kuno, and the principal."

With a cheerful smile, Kasumi proceeded to write in her phone.

"Hey Kasumi. Whatcha been writing?" Nabiki asked curiously, gesturing to the phone.

"Just the exciting stuff that happens. I'm keeping a diary of it so I can read later."

"Glad you like it, sis." Under her breath she muttered, "Unlike SOME clumsy people."

"Well," Kasumi said as she stood up. "I'm going to prepare dinner. I'm sure Ranma would be starving after a fight like that."

Nabiki laughed softly. "I'm sure."

OOO

"It's a shame really..." Cologne said on top of her staff. "Seeing as the piece which shows the exact location of the ultimate weakness moxibustion is the ONLY one missing." She shook her head sadly.

"Then Ranma..." A voice spoke in the stunned silence of the student crowd. "Then Ranma will STILL die a weakling!?"

Ranma, exhausted physically and mentally, froze and stared blankly as the onlookers stared at him. Then he straightened up. "Old lady... Ryoga... Ucchan...Everybody." Ranma turned around with a buoyant smile and wave. "I just wanted to say, thanks for everything. It's been fun." With his head down, hair falling over his face, he bounded off.

All that time. Everything I've done... for nothing. My entire life... just because of one stupid...

Ranma slowly walked along the familiar streets of Nerima. His hands in his loose pants, his back slouching and his head drooping. Eventually he arrived at door of the Tendo home. Before he could knock the door opened before him to reveal a joyful, smiling Kasumi. Ranma immediately straightened up.

"Ranma! You won!"

Giving a smile, he nodded. "Yea. I did." After staring into the eager eyes of the homemaker for a moment, he dropped his head and brushed past the homemaker. He swiftly headed to the guest room.

"Ranma?" Kasumi stared at the receding red shirt, perplexed and decided to follow after the pig-tailed boy. Up the stairs and to the right, she found the guest room door opened. The already spare space was emptier and the window was swinging on its hinges, marking the departure of a person. "Oh my." Kasumi tried to understand what was happening.

She heard the door slam open under her and she turned her head.

"Ranma!" A voice yelled. There was the rushing of feet and Akane came into Kasumi's view. "Kasumi! Have you seen Ranma?"

She nodded. "Akane, what happened? Is something wrong?"

The questions fell on deaf ears. "Where did he go?" Akane asked, frustrated.

With her index finger, the eldest sister pointed to the opened window and Akane immediately bounded out the house. With a crestfallen face, Kasumi walked back to the kitchen and continued to cook.

Thanks for the memories. Ranma thought bitterly as he walked to nowhere. A pebble smacked him on the back of head.

"What were you going to do? Just walk off without a word?" Said a familiar voice.

"Akane..."

"Don't be rash Ranma. Let's go back home, we'll find a solution."

"But... Doctor Tofu..."

"Come on Ranma, you don't have to leave. You don't have to be strong."

Ranma tensed his muscles. "Yea?" He spat. "If I never get my strength back, what've I got left?"

Akane brightened, "Lot's of things!"

Ranma turned and looked into Akane's eyes. "Like?" He prompted.

"..."

"Yea. That's what I thought." Ranma turned around and proceeded to go. "Well, thanks anyways."

"Ranma, please..." Akane said. "What are you going to do anyways? You're have no strength. You can't get strength either."

Ranma answered with silence but stopped walking foward.

"Let's, let's just go back and we'll figure it out."

The pigtailed boy's shoulders slumped and he turned around and he shuffled in compliance.

OOO

"Boy! We're going to go training!" Genma bellowed as he stuffed food into his mouth.

Ranma's pace of eating was a stark contrast to Genma, and his usual eating patterns. "For what?" He said softly.

"What do you mean for what, boy? We're going to get your strength back!"

"What Happosai did can't be reversed without the moxibustion chart." Akane said. "And the last piece is gone."

"Don't worry, boy! You'll be back to normal in no time." Genma laughed optimistically, slapping his knees in excitement. "Ahh, thank you Kasumi, delicious as always."

"Thank you Saotome-san." Kasumi as she cleaned up the table.

"Keep your head up boy. The life of a martial artist is wrought with peril. This is just a small obstacle."

"That's right!" Soun jumped in. "We'll have you and Akane fighting for the dojo in no time!"

"Just give it up, pop."

"Ranma, you were able to do the Hiryu Shoten Ha with no strength." Akane added.

Ranma stayed stubborn. "I can't rely on that. Happosai could keep his aura in."

"Boy!" Genma said loudly and suddenly. "I did not raise you to be mopey and pathetic!"

"Yea... You raised me to be strong and the best." Ranma scoffed. "That's not happening anytime soon."

"Now listen here!"

To the side, Kasumi quietly listened in to all the conversations and arguments. Eventually, with a muted sigh, Kasumi proceeded to her room, unnoticed by all. Within her room she laid down on her bed and took her phone out her pocket and blankly stared at it. An empty minute passed and she placed the phone on her chest and she closed her eyes, her right arm over her face in a tired manner. Then, she opened her eyes.

While she was still on the soft mattress of her bed, she was no longer was she in her own room. No longer was she in Nerima. No longer was she on Earth.

She was now in a spherical room cast with a purple hue. There was a high ceiling with church-like worked glass, stone columns decorated the walls, and there was a glossy granite floor underneath of her. It was magnificent architecture, completely different to the Japanese styles and favoring the Roman styles. However, Kasumi ignored this in favor of the figure inside the suspended island of rocks within the sphere.

"Deus Ex Machina." Kasumi breathed, she sat up from her position on the bed.

The figure looked up from the many screens he was tinkering with, his massive skeletal hands waving in the air. "Ah. Kasumi Tendo." Her name echoed as he said it. The figure had a humongous human like body, draped in an elaborate black coat with steel Romanesque epaulette. Unlike his body, his face was not human like. It was too angular, too white, and too skull-like. There was a small golden crown decorating his hairless head. "Just the person I was waiting for."

"Sumi-chan!" Another voice cried out delightfully. A blur of purple collided with Kasumi and she was engulfed in a hug. "Let's play a game!"

"Mur mur..." Kasumi greeted, hugging the bundle of energy back. She smiled pleasantly at the petite, platinum-haired girl. "What game are we going to play?"

"Give me your cellphone!" Mur mur exclaimed.

Slightly bemused, Kasumi complied and presented the phone resting on the palms of her hand. But before Mur mur could take it, the phone floated up into the bony hands of Deus. "No fair." Mur mur muttered, crossing her arms.

Deus spoke, his voice booming within the spherical structure. "You have told me you wanted more out of your life." Kasumi nodded tentatively. "You have dreamed for a bigger purpose. You have wished upon it. And purpose, you shall have. I will entrust the future to you." Deus' hands loomed in front of Kasumi and presenting her the phone. She took it and examined it carefully. It didn't look any different. "You write about the chaotic events in your district and with each event, you wish to be apart of it."

"What do you mean?" Kasumi asked.

"You are the Second." Deus said, ignoring Kasumi's question. "All will be explained once the rest of the players arrive."

"It's going to be fun!" Mur mur squealed.

Having experience with Deus, Kasumi didn't ask any more questions. "If you say so." Kasumi laid back in her bed and closed her eyes.

Deus' voice echoed within her head. You feel insignificant. Am I correct? I have given you a chance to change all that. You have the future now.

Kasumi opened her eyes to see the plain white ceiling of her room. Back to the real world. She held up her phone in front of her face, scanning for new imperfections. She found none. She opened it up, wincing slightly at the flash of artificial light. Scrolling through, she read her previous diary entries. She sighed deeply. What do I have in my future? She thought back to her brief interaction with Deus. Guess I made that all up. Clearing her mind, she laid her phone on the wooden nightstand to the left and drifted off to sleep.

A buzz and the sound of static filled the room.

Known diary users:

Second-Kasumi Tendo.
Diary-Unknown.

How do you like it? A little rough, but I'll fix it as I go along.

Reviews are appreciated. Criticism or compliments, it matters not.