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Warning: I have taken liberties with the characters from the Ranma 1/2 series, am NOT a fan of Akane's and think Genma should be broiled alive. I have seen only one ep of Ranma 1/2, but have read many, many fanfics and crossovers involving those characters and hope that I can do justice to the ideas put forth through the anime. If not, well this was a project for my own enjoyment and if you don't like how I treated some of the characters, or if I get something wrong, give me your two cents, and stop reading if you so need.

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-Ben

Chapter 1
The Beginning???

I opened my eyes to the most beautiful site I had ever seen. Not half a foot away from my face was a pair of deep purple eyes. Being who I am and all, after the half minute it took me to break out of my shock, I scooted backward only to slam my head against a wall.

"Owww. that wasn't the brightest move I ever... made? Um, I'm not speaking English am I?"

The woman shook her head with a cutely confused expression on her face.

I took a moment to look a little closer at her while massaging the bump that was forming on the back of my head. When I moved away from her eyes, which by the way looked a bit larger than normal for some reason, the first thing I noticed was the forest of silken purple hair she had. To say I was shocked would be an understatement as the hair looked natural to me. When I looked downward I saw that she wore a form hugging sleeveless emerald green dress with a deep crimson red flame trailing up the front right side, made of out a silk that has a sheen reminiscent of liquid silver that comes to down to mid thigh. Her skin had just the gentlest hint of a tan to it, and was quite smooth by what I could see from over six feet away. She was quite toned, definitely not the couch potato type from what I could tell.

The only thing I could think of to say was, "You're beautiful." And then my mouth slammed shut from embarrassment.

She seemed to smile a bit, and then stood up, "Well sir, you wouldn't be the first one to say that to me. Now that you've woken up, you should come downstairs to see Grandmother, she's been waiting days to hear your story." With that, she walked out of the room and I heard light steps descending a set of stairs.

Not really knowing what was going on I figured I might as well follow the woman's advice. Standing up, I noticed a couple things right away. One, I was only wearing a pair of underwear. Two, I seem to have lost what I thought was almost a permanent part of me. Now I should explain, I have never been the small kid in school, town or otherwise. I have never considered myself huge, but I think large might describe me. I have, or should say had, a bit of a belly to me. Looking down, not only did I notice that I had a bit of a curve inward after my ribcage, but I actually had what could be described as the "six pack". and I wasn't even trying to suck in my gut.

Now that I was looking I noticed a couple other changes as well. First off, my calves always used to be a bit on the larger side, even if they were a large percent muscle. Now they were the same size, but I don't think there was a bit of fat on them at all, and the rest of my legs followed suit. My arms, which were never my strongest limbs, now were seriously toned and were a good five and a half inches from top to bottom. The biggest shock was my chest. I had always thought that I was a bit broad across the shoulders at about eighteen inches, but now I think I was closer to two feet. I couldn't believe it, I don't think I had been this fit in my life.

Deciding it was time I made my appearance, I found a pair of pants folded on a chair and put them on. They fit fairly comfortably and were nicely loose. I followed the purple haired woman down the stairs making a mental not to get the girls name, and entered what looked to be an Asian style restaurant kitchen. Looking around I spotted a quite short person cooking some noodles on a stove.

Trying to lean against a wall out of the way of the busily cooking person I spoke up, "Excuse me, I was told there was someone down here who wanted to ask me a couple questions?"

Without missing a beat the figure shouted something in a language I couldn't understand, and tossed a bowl full of noodles out what seemed to be a window into the main restaurant area. "That would be me. Let me finish the last of the orders and I'll be right with you child."

I nodded my agreement and started to examine the rest of the room a bit closer. Nothing really looked too unusual to me till I noticed my reflection in the mirror. Now I know my hair had been reddish before, but now it was almost flame red. To top the weirdness off, running right down the middle was an inch and a half vertical stripe of what could only be described as midnight purple hair. As if in a dream I ran my hand through my short hair and found that there wasn't any signs of a dye job, like root color difference or anything. With a sigh I let the thought drop and chalked it up to another twilight zone happening in what was turning out to be a very confusing day.

After about ten more minutes the figure cooking shouted out another phrase in that language and hopped onto a gnarled staff. I got my first look at its face and the only way I could really describe it was "wizened".

"So child you finally woke up? I was beginning to wonder if you would ever do anything more than sleep after the condition that Xian Pu found you in. You should be thankful that she found you when she did, you had a lot of cuts and bruises."

At that I looked down at myself in curiosity and saw that I couldn't find any sign of injury.

"Ah, no child, your wounds healed up extremely fast, they were all gone by last night. I have seen few people heal on that level, one being my granddaughter, and I meant to ask you about that, but first introductions should be made. I am Khu Lon of the Joketsuzoku Amazons, and what is you're your name?"

With a bit of astonishment I found that it was hard to call a name to memory. After a bit of silent concentration I replied, "Ben, I think. I can't really remember my last name, but I know my first is Ben, Khu Lon?"

With a little bit of a smile Khu Lon continued, "Ah, it is unusual to see one around your age try to pronounce my name correctly, I thank you Ben. Now, as far as your healing ability goes, I was going to ask you, what form of the Arts do you practice?"

As the only one thing made sense when 'arts' and healing were concerned I replied, "I practice no form of martial arts if that is what your asking. I can't really explain why I healed so quickly, in fact, I can't explain many things about myself at the moment. Looking in the mirror over there, I don't totally recognize the person looking back."

"Hmm. that makes things interesting then doesn't it Ben? Well, where do you live in Nermia? Once we close I can have Xian Pu help you find your way home, or maybe Mu Tsu can help if we have a delivery close by."

"Um. Nermia? That sounds familiar for some reason. Isn't that in Japan somewhere?"

"Yes, where do you think you are? You're in the Nermia ward of Tokyo, Japan."

"HUH? How the heck did I get to Japan??? I may not remember where exactly, but I know I live somewhere over in America, not anywhere near here."

With that more than shocking revelation I began to get a little bit worried. I tend to prefer to know where my bases are, and finding out that I'm in a different country, no money with which to rent a hotel, eat or anything (I find it hard to believe I was carrying any on me when I woke up) definitely had me panicking a little.

"Then I take it you have no place to go at the moment? Well in exchange for help around the Nekohanten I would be willing to let you stay here till you can support yourself."

A bit shocked at the more than kind offer I nodded my agreement, "That would be very generous of you Khu Lon. I fear I've already stayed far longer than I should have while I was unconscious without doing something in return. When can I start helping?"

"Well first you should go back upstairs to the room you were in and get a shirt and a pair of shoes from the closet there."

I looked down at myself embarrassed remembering I was clad only in a pair of boxers and black pants. "Um right."

Khu Lon smirked at my embarrassment and continued, "Then you can go along with Xian Pu on a delivery she's been meaning to make to get to know the area a bit."

I bowed to her out of respect (it's what I remembered Japanese cultures doing) and started to head back up the stairs when out of instinct I ducked to my left while my hand shot up and caught something metal. I glanced at the knife I now held as I turned to face her.

With a large grin on her face Khu Lon commented, "No training in the arts, eh?"

I shrugged in response and casually tossed the knife back to the cutting board where it had lain when I came down the stairs, "None that I can remember."

As I continued on up the stairs I could hear a thud as the knife connected with the board, and then a strange sound as if something was vibrating in place.

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When I came back down the stairs I was wearing a short-sleeved loose dark purple shirt that buttoned up the front and hung down just past my waist, and a pair of black slipper like shoes.

"I'm ready Khu Lon, is Xian Pu ready to make that delivery?"

As I stepped off the last stair, the girl in the emerald dress came into the room and picked up a box sitting on the counter. Khu Lon had what I gathered was a small conversation with her in that other language before nodding to me.

"If you'll follow Xian Pu she'll take you on a short tour through the city as you go to the Tendo Dojo."

Bowing to thank Khu Lon I then turned to Xian Pu, "I want to thank you for helping me out when you found me Xian Pu. My name is Ben; it's a pleasure to meet you."

Xian Pu nodded at me smiling, "its okay, I couldn't just leave you there. Come with me out back and we'll get going"

As I followed Xian Pu out the back door, I began to wonder how far away this Dojo was that we were going to. I could remember not being the most avid walker in my "former" life and even with the improved body, wondered how long of a walk I could hold up to. To my surprise Xian Pu walked up to a bicycle sitting against the back wall of the restaurant, put the box in a basket located in front of the handlebars and climbed on.

Scratching my head I joined her by the bike and said, "Well if your going to ride that take it a little slow at first at least, I'm not quite sure how fast I can walk, or run at this point. You might easily out run me if you go to fast Xian Pu."

With a shake of her head she patted a basket located right behind her, "No, you'll ride here Ben. I'm quite sure I can pedal faster than you can run and I want to get to the Tendo Dojo quickly."

Just the thought of trying to sit on the uncomfortable basket for a one way trip, not to mention coming back made me wince even before I considered another problem, "Well if your going to be going that fast, how am I supposed to stay on the bike? It's not like there are any hand holds or anything for me back there Xian Pu. One good bump in the road (little did I know) and I'm likely to fall off."

Giggling a little she grabbed my arm and pulled me behind her on the bike, and then when I was seated she pulled my arm around her waist, "Just hold on to me Ben. Don't worry about it, you won't fall off."

The fire burning in my cheeks made them red in embarrassment, but I shrugged and did what she said. Leaning forward a little to gain my balance while I put my feet on the back wheels pegs, I could smell the floral scent of her hair that was quite pleasant. Then started the worst bike-ride I had ever had in my life.

From the moment her legs started pumping, scenery started to blur by. Now I will admit that that alone was quite exhilarating, but it was when she started to somehow hop 5 foot walls, or just ignore there was a wall there at all that I started to wish I had walked. I swear the first time we went through a half foot thick stone wall, I just about needed to change those pants. I don't know if she noticed my grip tightening around her waist, considering her stomach seemed to be all muscle, but the scream as we dropped the first 10 feet off one of the highways must have been noticed. Quite frankly I was surprised I survived the trip, and even more surprised that I remained conscious throughout the whole thing. I do have to mention that for some odd reason, after the first couple multiple story drops we took, I realized that the heights weren't really bothering me, yet I know I was afraid of heights before.

When we finally arrived my grip had loosened back up around her waist and I was kind of enjoying myself. We stopped outside a gate outside the dojo. Looking around I spotted a sign in what looked like Japanese, but its meaning was clear as day to me. I was shocked, I could read quite easily "Tendo Dojo" in large black kanji. I noticed Xian Pu put the bike against the wall while pulling out the package from the front basket. She then walked to a wall around the back yard and seemed to almost sigh in resignation.

After a moments pause she seemed to concentrate for a moment, stick her finger out to touch a certain spot on the wall and with a shout of "AIREN!, Shampoo here with too, too delicious ramen for you!" a small greenish light seemed to flash around her finger for a second, and then a large section of the wall seemed to blow in. Not even waiting for the dust to clear, Xian Pu seemed to "bounce" through the hole in the wall into the backyard.

Now understandably before I could even think to follow her into the backyard I had to pick my jaw up off the ground. I had just not only witnessed someone blow in a wall with a touch, but I had also almost visibly seen Xian Pu's IQ drop. Even if I wasn't here to get to know the area so I could help out, I would've been heading through that hole in the wall out of plain curiosity at that point. The sight that greeted me when I stepped through that hole wasn't quite what I was expecting though.

It was a fairly large yard, with what looked to be a fair sized fish pond in one corner and various kinds of vegetation otherwise, but what caught my attention were the large holes patched over in the backside of the house, the craters in the ground, and Xian Pu hanging onto a young man. He had black hair tied into a pigtail at the back, was wearing a red Chinese style shirt with what looked like a black dragon on the front, black kung fu pants, and black slippers which looked almost the same as mine. He was well built, although I would say I had a fuller frame than he did. He currently had a look of horror on his face as he looked at Xian Pu and a girl in a blue dress/skirt that seemed to be glowing between me and them.

As I watched the man started to sputter a bit, "A. Ak. Akane its n. not what you think! Shampoo just burst in here and grabbed me, Honest!"

Apparently the guy's words weren't soothing Akane's temper at all because the red glow only got brighter, and suddenly there was a large mallet in her hands. As she swung it back over her head to strike them, I did the first thing that came to mind.

Pushing downward on the side of the mallet facing upward, I apparently caught Akane off guard because she overbalanced and fell backward As our eyes met I said, "You know, I don't know exactly what's going on here, but I don't think hitting those two with a wooden mallet. LARGE wooden mallet is going to help anything here Akane?"

Instantly the area became bathed in a red light as Akane's glow became a flaming aura around her, "YOU PERVERT! I DON'T KNOW WHICH OF RANMA'S FRIENDS YOU ARE, BUT HOW DARE YOU TRY TO GIVE HIM A PEAK UP MY SKIRT?!?"

My first reaction to her outburst was "huh???" as I don't know how her overbalancing could be interpreted as me trying to give Ranma over there (I assumed she was talking about the guy with a Xian Pu coat at the moment) a peak up her skirt that was long enough that she'd have to do a hand stand to show anything off. My second was "Oh shit!" as instead of going after Ranma and Xian Pu with the mallet, she now proceeded to get back up and start stomping over to me. Again instinct took over as she reared back and swung the mallet at my head VERY fast and I back-flipped out of the way.

Akane continued to swing after my form as I tried to get out, "Hey wait." Duck horizontal swing to head "a second." Side-lunge out of a swing that left a dent in the ground, "CALM DOWN!" Jump straight up to avoid crippling blow to knees "would you please." Flip forward over her head as a diagonal swing almost dislocated a shoulder "stop it?" Finally on a whim I tried to catch the handle of the mallet under the head but ended up somehow putting my hand through it instead snapping the head free to put a second hole in the backyard wall.

Before she could swing what was left of that handle at my head, or find something else to hit me with, Ranma touched a point on the back of her neck and she fell back into his arms asleep.

"Sorry about that, Akane has gotten better about her temper in the past year or so, but she's still got a streak to her. My names Satome Ranma as you probably heard, what's yours?"

"Um, mines Ben. Sorry, I can't really remember my family name off hand, no offence intended by that."

Picking Akane up gently, Ranma started to walk to the back door of the Dojo, "Not a problem. Unfortunetly Akane's going to be out for a few hours and I feel guilty leaving her like this, but if you want to come back tomorrow I'd like to see a little more of your footwork there, maybe spar a bit. You looked fairly powerful and it's been a while since I've had anyone new to test my skills in the art against, Goodnight Ben, Xian Pu."

He had shut the door to the house before I could even mention that I'm not a martial artist, or make a comment on the harsh glare he gave Xian Pu when he said goodnight. Shrugging, I followed as Xian Pu walked back out to the bike leaning against the wall. I caught up with her as she started to walk away from the Dojo looking quite depressed.

"Okay Xian Pu first off what was that all about? Why were you hanging on Ranma like that and why did the temperature drop about ten degrees when he looked at you at the end?"

With a sigh Xian Pu continued walking while studying her feet closely, "It's a long story Ben. Please drop it."

While I was disappointed with that answer, I didn't like seeing her like that. Deciding to drop that line of questioning, I sped up a little and stopped her by putting my hand on her shoulder.

"Ok I will, but can you at least explain to me why it seemed like your IQ dropped when you went in there?"

As she turned to face me I could see the sadness in her eyes, "That also is a long story. Suffice to say, when Grandmother and I came here my Japanese was not so great. I earned a reputation as a stupid bimbo because I was unable to speak the language properly and was over enthusiastic in chasing Ranma."

"Well obviously you've gotten the language down really well, and if you know you were too "enthusiastic" going after him, why don't you back off and show that the image is wrong?"

I could've sworn I saw tears in her eyes as she turned away to get on her bike, "After an incident a couple years ago, Ranma won't trust me at all. If he will not marry me, my honor is gone, and my life is forfeit. I fear that if I show that I am not the bimbo everyone believes me to be, that he will believe that I did everything to hurt him and not that most of them were mistakes. If he does that he will turn away from me forever and I would have to commit seppuku."

Before I could even begin to respond to that statement, the clouds above our heads decided they wanted to add to problems and started to pour. I heard a small "eep" come from in front of me followed by the bike hitting the ground as I looked up at the sky.

Sighing I turned to look back at Xian Pu when I noticed something odd, "I love the rain it's always so. Peaceful?"

On the ground in front of me lay Xian Pu's bike and what looked to be the emerald green dress she was wearing. As I watched in amazement a small lump crawled out from inside the neck of the dress to reveal a cute purple furred cat with a pale pink lace bra hanging off the side of it's head and what I thought was a very depressed expression, at least for a cat.

Thinking myself nuts I said, "Xian Pu is that you?"

The cat padded over and sat on the middle of the dress and nodded slightly. I stood the bike upright with it's kickstand and put her shoes into the front basket, picked Xian Pu up placing her dress and with a minimum of embarrassment her bra and panties next to the shoes.

"Well as I'm guessing Khu Lon will know what to do here, think you can guide the way home? I'll pedal you point?"

After settling herself down in the basket Xian Pu Nodded and pointed a paw in a direction.

I put the kickstand back up climbing onto the bike and said with a smile, "You know, you make a cute cat Xian Pu. Almost as cute as when you were human."

As I started to pedal I thought I saw something strange on her face but then had to turn as she pointed to a side street. Besides. cats can't blush can they?