Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever, own any of the characters used within this story. All characters belong to their respected creators, which is obviously not I.
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A Life Lost
Chapter One
Forgetting
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Taht ees tsuj uoy did….
Deneppah tahw….
Lrig that….
Letting out a small groan, Ranma tried to think as his mind wasn't fully awake yet.
What was all that noise? Was that baka of a father of his complaining about something again? Putting those thoughts aside, Ranma decided to move only to find himself suddenly falling. Caught off guard, all Ranma could do was groan again at the sudden aches in his body as he collided against the hard wood floor.
Mih tih….
Drah taht….
The pain in his head was building and all that persistent noise he was hearing wasn't exactly helping the situation either. What was with all the mumbo jumbo anyways?
Repositioning himself to sit up against the wall he had fell from earlier, Ranma quickly let out a small hiss at the pain that flared up in result of his actions. Damn, he never felt this bad before except way back when he first started training with the lazy panda. What had happened exactly? Did Akane hit him again? His brain was still fuzzy on the details.
"Oh, he survived."
Huh?
"Who was that girl?"
Looking up, his eyes settled upon some tall and lanky boy standing nearby. Was he talking to him? Before Ranma could fully process the comments made another boy had walked by to join the other. The two contrasted with one another, as the other boy's physique consisted of being simply round and short.
"You don't know her? She's one of the students from here that's got high enough grades for Tokyo University."
Oh, so that boy he had heard earlier was merely talking to that apparent friend of his. With that solved and his aches starting to ebb away, Ranma took the chance to look around. There were a multitude of people lingering about in the hallway – a majority of them whispering and conspicuously pointing at him – and oh. What's that chick's problem?
Not far away stood a fuming girl who was definitely not Akane; not with those two pigtails and the huge glasses she sported. At that moment, the light filtering through the windows had hit the girl's glasses just right and produced this god awful glare that reminded Ranma just how much his head hurt. And with a small "humph" the girl had turned her back at him and stomped off to wherever.
It was clear that it was her who had hit him.
Feh, stupid tomboy. What did I do?
Shaking his head, Ranma slowly got up from the floor before lightly poking at the small growing bump on his head. That chick sure hit hard though; possibly harder than Akane even and there wasn't a mallet anywhere in that girl's hands.
"Hey Keitaro, were your eyes always blue?"
What?
Brought out of his thoughts by the two boys in front of him, Ranma looked confusedly at them. They were the same boys that were conversing with one another from before. And one of them had asked him a question. Yes, him as it was made apparent by both boys now standing before him awaiting his answer.
Speechless, Ranma made no move to answer as the same inquiring boy just shook his head before speaking once more.
"No matter. Why don't you look at the reality, just give up Tokyo University."
He'd forgotten.
He wasn't Ranma Saotome anymore.
To Be Continued….
Comments: Obviously, or maybe not so obviously, this is my first attempt at crossing over two works of fiction. Hopefully, this mashing of mine hasn't rotted out anyone's brain or made their eyes fall out of their socket cause that would be greatly unfortunate. Speaking of which….
Disclaimer: The author is in no way responsible for any possible events that may or may not occur during or after the reading of this online publication. Suing is not an option. You have been warned… now.
Comments [cont'd]: Anywhoo, back at hand, this little idea came about while I was watching an old film I had checked out from the library. I won't go much – or at all – into details about the movie's plot, but I'm pretty sure everyone recognizes which anime I've crossover with.
