Hellos! I decided to do a One Piece and Ranma crossover! So I believe I'm going to stick with the three current stories I have up now before adding any new ones, this way I can get the stories being produced faster. The original title of this story was going to be Half Piece. See what I did there? Anyways enjoy what I write up and review if you want. I have a very rocky idea of how this will turn out. Ah and I realized that this is taking place while Ranma has his curse, even in his curvaceous form I will refer to him with feminine pronouns.

Yeah guys, I totally own One Piece and Ranma 1/2 unlike you people I have money resulting in the free time that I'm pathetically spending to please your short attention span. No seriously One Piece is owned by Eiichiro Oda (Praise the man) and Ranma 1/2 is owned by Rumiko Takahashi.

Prologue

"No." A voice called out, "No, no no no, NO! Don't leave me, please. Please!"

The onlookers to this scene could feel the lost of hope, the depression, emanating from the boy, this darkened their own moods, despite the victory of a should be impossible battle. As they watched the display, they all thought the same. Was he a second too late? Did she... die? Where was the happy ending? Where was a miracle?

The air began to get heavy from the sadness. And soon quiet sobs filled the air, shocking those present who knew the young man. Ranma Saotome doesn't cry. Male or female. Never. Yet here he was grieving over the prone body of his fiancee. He really loved her against his constant sayings. But did she love him back? That question was left unanswered for the rest of his life.

The sobs stopped. And the people worriedly looked at the young man, currently woman,worriedly as he lifted himself up along with the nude body of the blue haired teen. After glancing at the onlookers and staring hatefully at a couple winged figures, he turned and bounded away over the mountains. He disappeared quickly, faster than what they expected him to do after the a grueling fight. He should be running on fumes.

Plip plop.

It was starting to rain, no, it started to pour strong and it stayed strong. The tears of the clouds cooling the unnaturally warm air. A cat, duck, panda, and piglet all looked each other and through animal instincts or something along the lines they understood each other and sprinted with their small bodies (3 of them anyways) in the direction of the fleeing grief-stricken redhead. They needed to get to him before he could do anything rash in his disjointed frame of mind. And at the speed the girl was moving, they knew there was no way they could make it in time within their animal bodies. They were right.

By the time they reached the top of the mountainside they were able to behold a startling scene. As the rain poured on it flooded the pools of Jusenkyo, evident from the overlapping waters, only the bamboo poles marked where each pool was supposed to be. Despair quickly filled the minds of the animals only to be replaced with uneasiness as they looked beyond the pools. On the piece of land next to the flooded pools they could make out the body of a girl, around the girl were wet lilacs, daylilies, bellflowers and what appeared to be green roses. The girl herself had her eyes closed and hands clasped over her heart, despite the distance between them they could see she was smiling beyond death.

To the side of the deceased figure was another young woman in a black tanktop which stuck to her body like a second skin. Her redhair falling down lifeless as the way she was drooping down her body, leaning forwards with her bare arms loose from her body. They could see a green aura flickering on and off around the body of the girl.

In the near surroundings they made out the rustling of another person. Coming through the bushes of the mountains behind the animals was a short pudgy Chinese man in a green outfit. There was also a small girl in pink on the back of the man, the daughter. Both of them were soaked from the rain as they were. Suddenly the man in the green outfit gasped fearfully at the scene in front of him.

"The pools of Jusenkyo!" He said. "They are flooded! This no good! The waters mix and results are bad. Very bad."

The animals stared at the pudgy man.

"No know what happen if go in but is very dangerous! Honored customers we must make sure boy who fall in nyannichuan no fall in by grief!" The animal's eyes widened in realization and they started to go down the hill. Rival or fiancee, they can't allow the life of a friend to end.

They were too late.

The guide's prediction was right, the petite girl inertly walked herself to the edge of the pool, her head slightly looking up and blue eyes gazing at the flooded waters.

"Honored customer! Do not! It too too dangerous!" The man shouted desperately, the cries of the animals along him could be heard also. The constant downpour of water muted their warnings.

She fell in.

As the despondent body of the girl hit the hazardous waters a bright white light engulfed her body.

Ranma Saotome was no more to the their world.

Ranma woke up. He looked around and first thing he noticed was that he was... living. He could tell without looking was currently male. He was still in the black tanktop and the black baggy pants that he always liked. In his immediate surroundings he noticed he was in a forest, an extremely large forest at that. The plants were outrageously out of proportion with what he was used to. To the right of him was a white carrot looking tree with pointed rocks around the bottom.

His memories hit him like a train. A winged human with the power of fire. Saffron. He was fighting the monster. Along there was a purple haired girl, and boy in a black and yellow bandanna, a boy with coke glasses and long hair, and a heavyset man with glasses and a white bandanna. Shampoo. Ryoga. Mousse. Pops. There was another girl too. She was cute, had her blue hair short, small nose and small lips with brown eyes.

"Akane." He whispered. He wasn't strong enough. He wasn't strong enough to beat the immortal bastard. Saffron killed Akane even after defeating Saffron himself it was too late to save Akane. If only... if only he was strong enough to save Akane one more second sooner.

He remembered another thing. Wasn't he supposed to be... dead? He jumped into the flooded springs of Jusenkyo looking to drown his sorrows with death. And now here he is. Where is 'here'? It doesn't matter now, he was alive at the moment. His mind was clear and set on one goal: To get stronger.
His eyes scanned his surroundings and fell on a hat. It was a strawhat with a red band wrapping around the bottom of the hat. There was also a small piece of paper sticking from the top of the band. What was a hat doing here?

Suddenly there was a rustle to his right and from the dense trees he saw a boy approach. The boy was wearing a red coat with no shirt underneath, revealing an X shaped scar across his chiseled chest and abs. He had light blue pants that had a little fluff at the ends. He had a circle face with pointy black hair sticking about wildly. Under his left eye was another scar that was stitched up.

Behind the boy was an old looking man with long gray hair and glasses. Under the glasses he saw a straight scar running vertically through the middle of the man's right eye. Matching his hair, he wore a large white overcoat that was opened to reveal a yellow button down shirt and green pants that had black spots. He was staring at Ranma inquisitively.

The younger of the two spoke, "Who are you?"

Ranma hesitantly spoke "I'm Ranma Saotome."

"I'm Monkey D. Luffy. What are you doing here?"

"Nice to meet you Luffy." Ranma stood up, grimacing slightly from pain. "I'm here..." He started. "I'm here..." He repeated. "To train." he finished with a spark of determination in his eyes.