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And now, for the first time on (At least to my knowledge. If it's not feel free to tell me.) a Ranma ½ Lupin the 3rd crossover. Enjoy!
Chapter One: Horsing Around
It was a peaceful day in Nerima for once. So peaceful that Furinken High School decided to risk a field trip to the Nerima Museum of Natural History. The classes in question that received this great honor were none other then Ranma and Akane's class and Akane's older sister Nabiki's class.
"Okay class!" Miss Hinako Ninomiya said as she chaperoned her class into the room. "We are in luck to be able to actually see this exhibit so lets all stay together."
The exhibit in question was part of a tour across the world. It consisted of several gems and jewelry from all over the world. While many pieces were exquisite, the main piece of the show was truly a work of art. A two-foot tall solid gold statue covered in precious gems.
The statue was of a wild stallion standing on its back legs while the front two were in the air like the horse was getting ready to charge or it was startled. The mane and tail were covered in emeralds while the eyes were fiery red rubies. The nostrils were exquisite black pearls while white ones were the hooves. Finally the stallion's teeth were diamonds. It was truly beautiful and had an estimated worth of one hundred and fifty million dollars.
That piece alone was why the museum had gone all out to protect it by hiring extra security for the show.
Miss Hinako looked over her class while her associate looked over his class. They made sure their respective classrooms were behaving as Hinako looked for any delinquents. What she did eventually see shocked her as well as both classes who saw it as well.
Ranma Saotome was actually paying attention for once. He and his friends Hiroshi and Diasuke were going around to each exhibit taking notes and looking excited. Diasuke was even taking pictures.
Several students took this as a sign of the Apocalypse and prayed to the gods for salvation. Many students were too afraid to approach them to ask about their sudden interest. Well, all but two students. They were the Tendo sisters Akane and Nabiki.
"What're you up to pervert?" Akane demanded to know.
"What does it look like?" Ranma replied not looking at her as he continued to take notes.
"Well Ranma-kun, it looks like you've taken a sudden interest in jewelry." Nabiki said smirking. "Getting in touch with your feminine side?"
"Hey, these are some beautiful pieces of art." Ranma insisted. "I can almost imagine a woman of beauty and wealth wearing any of these. It shows class, style and elegance. Don't you think so?"
"Maybe." Nabiki replied not wanting to tell him she had imagined such a thing, except she was the woman she pictured wearing it.
Akane however reacted the way she usually did. When Ranma said he pictured woman wearing these jewels, she assumed the usual.
"RANMA NO BAKA!" Akane yelled as she swung her mallet.
"Uncute Tomboy!" Ranma yelled as he flew through the skylight above their heads and over the horizon.
"Why did you do that Akane?" Nabiki asked curious.
"He was being a pervert!" Akane accused. "He admitted he was thinking about other woman in class!"
Nabiki just shook her head and muttered whatever as she decided they shouldn't have stopped Akane's therapy sessions a month before Ranma had arrived.
Later that day, school was out and Nabiki was home going over the family bills. It was that time of the month again and if she didn't make sure they were paid then they would be living on the streets. Things had been a lot harder after Ranma and the bottomless pit he called a father had moved in with them, then later his mother, but she still did all she could to make sure they could eat and sleep with a roof over their heads.
"Let's see…" Nabiki said to herself as she looked over the last bill.
It was then that she noticed a something strange. The family account suddenly had more money then they had when she'd checked last week, about five hundred thousand more then last week. This had to be a mistake. She grabbed her phone and called the bank.
"Nerima Federal Trust. Hanabi Onoza speaking. How may I help you?" A voice answered.
"Hello. This is Nabiki Tendo. I'd like to check something about my families account." Nabiki spoke.
"R…r…right away ma'am." The teller said in fear. She'd heard about what could happen if one displeased Nabiki Tendo. The last tellers, who'd upset her, had found themselves transferred to one of the banks branches in the Arctic Circle. "What seems to be the problem?"
"There seems to be more money in the account then there was when I checked last week." Nabiki explained. "I'd like to make sure it isn't a mistake."
"Okay ma'am." Hanabi told her as Nabiki could hear the sounds of typing over the phone. "It's no mistake ma'am. The deposits of several thousand yen were made last week. It appears Soun Tendo made them as his signature is all over the paperwork."
"Really?" Nabiki replied thinking about it. "When was this done?"
"According to this…last week Wednesday." Hanabi told her.
"I see." Nabiki said to herself, as she knew that that couldn't have happened. Her dad had been sick in bed all of last week. "Thank you for your help."
"You're very welcome ma'am." Hanabi said pleased with herself that she had not gotten on Nabiki's bad side.
With that said they both hung up and Nabiki was left to ponder this new information. Even if Soun was feeling well enough to go to the bank to make the deposits last week, he didn't have access to the accounts. She'd kept that information from him when she'd changed the account numbers after he used their mortgage money to buy saki for an all night drinking binge with Genma. So who ever this imposter was, he had access to the family accounts.
"There's something funny about this." Nabiki muttered to herself as she realized what it was.
Last week while her father was sick, Ranma had been gone all week on one of his infamous training trips. He'd actually been taking a lot more of those recently as he'd been gone from Nerima for no real reason six times in the last four months. Ironically she'd also noticed that a robbery of some rare artwork or large sums of money happened while he was away. She'd suspected him at first, but then dismissed that idea, as he wasn't the type of person to rob people. Now however, she decided to investigate more.
Later that same evening, back at the Nerima Museum of Natural History the guards were all hard at work. Several patrolled the interior and exterior while alarms and anti-burglar equipment had been activated. The usual equipment consisted of laser sensors, body heat detectors and even pressure sensitive gauges built into the floors around the exhibit.
Normally they wouldn't be going all out like this but they had received a letter earlier that day that read as followed,
To the Nerima Museum of Natural History.
Tonight I plan to break in and steal
the Golden Stallion you have on display.
I dare you to try and stop me.
Sincerely,
A Friend.
The museum heads weren't sure whether or not to take this seriously, but decided eventually not to take that chance. With that said, they beefed the security measures up so well that not even a fly could get into that room. They just wished they hadn't spent so much because now they didn't have enough to fix the broken skylight. Normally a job like that wouldn't cost a whole lot, but when you live in Nerima, the repair people can charge a heck of a lot of money to fix anything. The museum directors decided rather then argue they would just post a few guards around it on the roof and leave it until after the statue had moved to the next city and wouldn't be their responsibility anymore.
While all these people did their jobs as they were instructed, a lone figure made his/her way across the rooftop towards the broken skylight above the room with the statue. A brief second of light shined upon the figure revealing it to be a woman.
She wore an all black spandex jumpsuit with black boots, gloves and a black ski mask covering her face. Across her back was a small black backpack and she also wore a headset radio around her ears and was now using it to talk to someone.
"Sly Fox is in position." She whispered into the microphone.
"Understood. Lone Swordsman is in position." A voice replied over the headset.
"Copy that. Lone Gunman is standing by." A second voice spoke.
"Alright boys. We've got a three minute timeframe before the next patrol comes by." The girl said. "Let's do this right."
"Understood." Lone Swordsman replied.
"Are you sure you wanna do this in Nerima?" Lone Gunman asked concerned. "I thought we were holding off on jobs here?"
"I told you before, next week the display goes to New York." The woman explained as she lifted the boards used to cover the broken skylight and slipped inside. She then carefully put the boards back in place as three guards came walking by back on the roof completely oblivious to what had just taken place.
"I'd rather not go all the way there to take it." The woman continued to explain as she attached a cable to the roof and gently began lowering herself to the floor. "We've gotta take it now or we'll never get it."
"Okay then." Lone Gunman replied. "Do you remember what your up against?"
"The notes we took indicate laser sensors and a pressure sensitive alarm built under the statue." The woman said. "If the weight of the statue is removed, then the alarm goes off. Luckily I thought ahead in that case. It's those heat sensors that have me worried though."
"Alright then. Good luck." Lone Gunman responded. "We'll stay in position incase anything goes wrong."
"Good to know." The woman said with a smirk in her voice. "Operation Wild Stallion is a go."
With that said, the woman reached the floor and her body suddenly turned ice cold. This made sure the heat sensors couldn't pick her up. Next, she reached in her backpack and pulled out a can aerosol and began spraying it around the room. Seconds later all the lasers were now visible.
"Ladies and gentlemen." The woman quietly whispered. "For our next event in the Thief Olympics, Free style laser dodging!"
The woman then effortlessly and easily did several seconds apart gymnastic flips to avoid each and every laser. She continued this until she stood directly in front of the glass case holding the statue.
"And now, for my next trick!" The woman said cockily as she removed some glass cutting equipment and cut a large hole in the side of the case.
"Nice horsy." The woman said as she reached for the statue. "We're just going for a little trip."
With that said and with speed thought impossible to normal humans, she pulled the statue free from the case and quickly replaced it with enough weights that equaled the statue's weight. This in turn prevented the alarm from going off.
"I've got it!" The woman whispered into the mike excited. "Moving to next location."
"Understood." Lone Swordsman and Gunman replied.
The woman put the statue in the backpack and proceeded to flip through the lasers again. Once she was where the rope was she hooked it to a harness attached to her belt and started to climb up towards freedom.
At least, that was the plan until a sword appeared out of nowhere and cut the rope!
The woman fell hard to the floor and soon enough the alarm was going off.
"Crap!" The woman muttered as she leapt to her feet.
She was two seconds from bolting when she found the same sword, which cut the rope, was now pointed at her throat. The person holding it was a young girl dressed in the battle garb of the Chinese Amazons and had purple hair.
"What're you doing here?" The woman responded in shock.
"You have stolen a treasure of the Amazons stranger." A voice on the far side of the room said.
The woman looked and saw that a small elderly woman sitting atop a large wooden cane was on the other side of the room.
"Cologne!" The woman said with anger in her voice.
"You know me?" Cologne asked confused.
"I've heard of you." The woman answered. "I assume this is your grand-daughter Shampoo."
"It is. Now return our treasure and face your punishment!" Cologne ordered.
"Your treasure?" The woman asked in disbelief.
"Yes. Our tribe is the one sponsoring this exhibit." Cologne explained. "Now return the statue!"
"Sorry. I got plans for this horsy." The woman said as several guards entered the room.
"You are either very confident or foolish child." Cologne told her. "Surrender or face Amazon justice!"
"Alright." The woman said as she took the statue out of her backpack and presented it to the elder. "Catch!"
With that said the woman threw it into the air. The Amazon's and guards did what she expected as they all looked up at the statue. The woman then quickly threw some weird looking balls on the floor, which exploded into a thick smoke.
"Where's the statue?" One guard yelled.
"I can't see!" Another yelled.
"Hi-ho Goldie away!" The thief's voice yelled as the smoke started to clear.
Everyone looked in shock as the thief had somehow not only got past them but had regained possession of the statue. She held it in her arms at the entrance to the room from the modern art room.
"You snooze, you lose!" The woman yelled as she put the statue back in her bag. She then ran off while the guards gave chase.
"Shampoo! Stop her!" Cologne ordered looking for her granddaughter, only to get a shock. For there sitting in a pile of her grand daughters clothes, was Shampoo in her cursed form of a cat.
"Meow!" Shampoo replied as Cologne realized that during the smoke distraction, not only had the thief blinded the guards and stolen back the statue, but she had somehow gotten her granddaughter wet to activate her curse.
"A warrior of such skills would be welcome in the tribe." Cologne muttered impressed. "It is a shame she must die for stealing from the Amazons!"
While Cologne muttered this, the woman was dodging museum guards left and right in an attempt to get to the front doors. While several guards laughed at her stupidity because the door was locked, she yelled a command into her headset.
"Lone Swordsman! Opportunity is knocking! Repeat! Opportunity is knocking!" The woman yelled.
"Understood. I will open the door!" Lone Swordsman replied.
The guards then watched in shock as the front doors to the museum suddenly collapsed in pieces. Then the man standing on the other side of the doors was revealed. He wore traditional samurai robes and was holding a sharp looking katana. They couldn't see his face, because it was covered in a ski mask like the woman. She ran right past him and he soon followed.
The guards quickly got over their shock and soon gave chase again. As they got outside, the head of security issued the order for lethal fire. The six guards that were armed quickly drew their guns and were preparing to fire when suddenly the triggers were shot off of their guns, barely hitting their fingers.
They all looked and saw that across the street, where the thief and her accomplice were running, stood a man in a dark green suit with black shoes white shirt and black tie and a dark green fedora. His face was covered in a handkerchief like an old bank robbers from the Wild West. In his hand rested a S&W M19 Combat Magnum still smoking from the shots fired.
The thief and the samurai quickly ran into an alley that was next to the gunman, who quickly followed after them. Seconds later a hotrod came speeding out of the alley and away from sight. In it rested all three of the gang who had just ran into the alley, the woman behind the wheel.
"Thanks for the memories!" The woman shouted as the trunk to the car opened and several pieces of paper flew out of it.
Noticing writing on the papers, one of the guards grabbed it and read what it said out loud.
Congratulations.
You have just been robbed,
by none other then the soon to be
greatest thief in the entire world.
Sincerely,
Lupin the 4th
The guards all looked in shock as they realized that they had just been outwitted, by none other than the Lupin gang who hadn't been seen in years. Then they tried to figure out what to tell the museum director when they tried to explain how three people outwitted and successfully stole the statue from twenty trained guards.
"We did it!" The woman said to her companions as they entered their hideout. An old abandoned warehouse that sat ten blocks away from the museum.
"This calls for a celebration." The man in the green fedora said as he placed four glasses, a bottle of saki and a bottle of whiskey on the only table in the room.
"I agree." The samurai said as he poured himself a glass of saki while the man in the fedora poured two glasses of whiskey, leaving the fourth glass empty.
"Did you guys know that the exhibit was on display by the Amazons?" The woman asked as she carried four chairs over to the table and set them up on each side.
"It was!" The man in the fedora exclaimed in shock. "How'd we miss that?"
"It appears as though certain parts of this job were unknown to us." The samurai spoke up. "We shall have to be more alert in the future."
"You got that right." The woman said as she placed the statue on the table. "Ain't she a beauty?"
"It is at that old buddy." The man in the fedora said as he took his mask off revealing his identity to be Ranma's friend Diasuke.
"Truly a work of art." The samurai replied as he pulled off his mask revealing him to be Ranma's other friend Hiroshi.
"Here's to our success! May our fathers be proud." The woman proposed a toast. She raised her glass and removed her mask revealing her identity to be…Ranma Saotome in his girl form.
"I'll drink to that!" Diasuke said as he grabbed his glass and drank.
"Kampai!" Hiroshi spoke as he drank his drink.
To be continued…Author's Notes: Why has Ranma and his friends assumed the roles of Lupin the 3rd and his buddies Jigen and Goemon? Why would Ranma steal in the first place? In the next chapter, we learn more about what brought this on, who put the money in the Tendo account, and most importantly of all, how they put the caramel into the Caramilk bar! (Wait, that's not part of the story. Disregard last line.) It's Chapter Two: The truth the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Until then, See-ya, Ciao, Hasta la Vista, Sayonora, Adios and Bye-bye.