Disclaimer: The following story contains characters that are not owned by me, but I am borrowing said characters to make a fan-based story. I claim no authority over these characters nor ownership. Only the story concept would be owned by this Hirrayami Othoni.

WARNING: This is a concept draft; English IS NOT my first language so you might find some spell errors in it. Please cut me some slack, I made the best I could, given that I do not posses trusted beta testers.

And now to the story:

The forest was quiet with its usual silence; animals wandering in harmony doing their usual stuff. All was peaceful… until a bloody scream interrupted it while making the animals shriek in surprise.

"WHERE THE HELL AM I NOW!?"

Ryouma was frustrated; yes frustrated indeed. Even that Ryouga fused with Ranma, he still get lost if he doesn't concentrate enough towards where he is going and since he is going to absolutely nowhere, nowhere is were he ended up.

As the young fused martial artist stopped in front of a clearing, he sighed cursing his misfortune. Well, he is on a quest right? But right now he hasn't achieved anything as of yet.

The list that Elder Cologne gave him tells him of several people that may help him. The first stop was some kind of Japanese monk that lived in these mountains for centuries. As Ryouma followed the mountain plane he simply got lost in the forest beneath it.

"My my…" Suddenly a voice startled the fused martial artist; he quickly turned and went into a battle stance. Ryouma raised an eyebrow as he saw a pretty old man… old indeed, standing before him. This old man was dressed in monk robes and had a pretty weird hairdo.

Ryouma was puzzled at to the skill of this old man; he managed to sneak behind him without him sensing his presence. He came back in alert however as the old man continue; "Is unusual for me to see travelers cross around these parts."

"Are you… the old monk of these mountains?" Ryouma asked with caution.

The old man gave a few light chuckles; "My, what if I am? Tell me young man, what are you doing around my lands?"

Ryouma relaxed a bit switching to a neutral stance but still his guard was up; "I was sent here by an elder of the Chinese Amazon tribe… she said that maybe you could help me."

"I see…" the old man replied, and with a friendly smile the old man walked towards a general direction. "Well, what are you standing there for boy! Follow me already."

"Yes sir!"

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Ryouma was walking besides the old man curious about him. The old man seems wise, and a skilled martial artist, he couldn't sense his battle aura for more that he tried. Yet he looked to frail and simple with all those bones.

"Boy…"

"Yes sir?"

"Are those the Potara earrings?"

Ryouma gasped, He knew about them indeed. "They are sir… the reason of why I am here."

"I see… It's unusual to see them… I thought they were extinct by existence." The old man pondered. "How did you get your hands on them, young man?"

"From an ancient relic shop."

"That stupid Yagiya… how many times didn't I warn him not to sell them…" The old monk mumbled. Then he spoke again out loud; "Those are one dangerous pair, did you get the warning about them?"

"I did sir… alas it was too late."

The old man stopped and looked at me in chock. "Don't tell me that you!"

"Yes… I am the result of an accidental fuse between two rivals. Hence the reason I am here old one… I am on a quest to look for a way to return to normal."

"I see!! I did notice your aura was odd at first. But I didn't realize it because you can speak normally. Either your rival was pretty weak willed or you mastered the voice union technique."

"The second one old man."

"I see… then you must be a pretty good fighter then!"

Ranma's trademark smirk appeared on Ryouma's face; "I am THE best!"

The old one cackled a few times at that. "You have high spirits. I like you boy."

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Reaching a small hut on the deepest side of the forest; the old monk and Ryouma sat before each other inside with a cup of tea. Ryouma took a glance around and admitted the place for a bit.

"Thank you; sorry for the little mess, I don't get visitors so often." The old man chuckled.

"It's alright… Down to business old man." Ryouma frowned, "I now know that you know about the potara earrings… Do you know a way to get back to normal?"

The old man's forehead turned into a frown. He took the cup and drank a bit. Then lowering the cup a bit, he spoke; "There is not a way to turn back."

"WHAT!?"

"The fuse is eternal and complete… you cannot separate."

"That can't be! There has to be a way!"

"There could be… but not by normal meanings." The old man laid the cup on the table. "Let me tell you a tale young one."

"In ancient legends; there is written that there is two types of fusion found in history… one is the fusion dance and the other is the potara earrings. How ever…" the old man paused; "The fusion dance has the same qualities of the potara, but is temporary given that only last thirty minutes."

"The potara earrings however…" the old man paused again, "Is an ancient magic created by the supreme gods to make a perfect being, the perfect warriors that can conquer anything. Yet the sacrifice of that power is the existence of the two beings that requests it."

Ryouma was starting to feel depressed; will he stay like this forever?

"Regardless boy." Ryouma raised his head, "Ancient legend says that there was one warrior that returned back to normal after one battle."

That called Ryouma's attention.

"There was once a great evil that tortured the earth. This warrior had a rival yet they decided to use the potara earrings to join bodies to destroy this evil."

"You see, this evil had the ability to absorbed people to power up his power. And this warrior tried everything to save those close to him."

"After becoming a new and super powerful being, the warrior played with the evil and let himself be absorbed by the evil. Somehow inside the evil being, they were separated into two once more."

"How ever, his rival's pride took the best of him and destroyed the earring he had in his possession."

Ryouma blinked; "So are you saying that I should look for an evil that would absorb me and separated me?"

Suddenly Ryouma was hit in the head by a harisen (paper fan). "You silly boy! Do you want to doom us all!"

Ryouma greeted his teeth as he nursed his head.

"There may be another way… one that I can think of is…" the old man paused; "There is a legend of seven ancient spheres called the dragon balls that can grant it seeker's any wish or desire."

"Dragon… Balls?"

"Yes… how ever… those spheres had been lost on the pass of time. Also the technology on how to seek them has been lost as well."

Ryouma stood in anger; "Damn you old man!!! Stop giving me hope then to crush it later!!" BANG! "OUCH!"

Another harisen hit. "Sit boy!"

Ryouma sat back as if something had pulled him.

"Rhmm… here I'll show you…" The old man stood and went to a general place and start searching for something. Ryouma could hear comments of 'where did I put it' and 'oh I haven't seen this in a while' plus other complaints while the old man make a mess out of the place.

"AH HA!" The old man said triumphant as he pulled a bag out. He walked back to the table and sat. Opening the bag he let out a orange colored sphere. "This, my boy, is a dragon ball."

"Ooh I see. So there are seven of those?" The old man nodded. "Hmm… that ball has four stars on it."

"Oh yes, each ball has a star on them telling the number of said ball."

"I see…"

"Legend says," The old monk continued, "That when you collect all seven balls, a great dragon will appear and grand you any two wishes you desire. If is between his powers he could even turn you back to normal. How ever… I don't know if that's possible by two things."

"One: The potara earrings are too powerful; and two: the ways to search for the balls has been lost. The only one available is this one in my hand."

"Damn…" Ryouma cursed.

"How ever… there could be other ways. Oh! I know several gods and goddesses that live here in Japan. And they are on the list you have!"

"How did you!"

"Details detail! Keep going forward boy; you may find your way."

The old man stood; "I am sorry I wasn't able of much help… how ever to reward you for the loss of time, I am willing to train you for a few months!"

"You? No offence old man but… you don't look much of a fighter."

BANG!

"I am getting annoyed that you keep hitting me with that paper fan!"

"Silly boy! On my younger days I was one of the world strongest martial artists!"

"Yeah you said it old man… in your YOUNGER days… how ever how many centuries had that gone by!"

WHAMB!!!

"OK THAT'S IT!!" Ryouma swung a fist at the old man then to his surprise he found himself sailing back in the air. With big impact he crashed through the door and rolled a few times on the ground before coming to a stop.

"Oh my door! Shuck… That'll take me a while to fix…" he could hear the old monk's voice coming outside.

"What… the… hell…" Ryouma stood up wobbling. His body hurt like hell, he feels as if he was punched several times with amaguriken speed before he went flying.

"Oh ho ho!! So you're able to keep standing? I am amazed boy! You sure have talent indeed! So, are you willing to accept my offer?"

"That had to be a fluke…" Ryouma retorted. Then again there was Happossai.

"You can try again."

"Glad you let me! ALLOW ME!!" Ryouma set two hands before him. "SHI SHI TAKABISHIA!!!"

Ki blasts out of Ryouma's hands and sails toward the old man. The later just smiles as he sees the Ki ball fly towards him.

The old monk raised his arm a bit and with the back of his palm, he slaps the Ki ball off into the air like nothing. Ryouma's eyes grew big in shock and gapped at that. "H…How did you…"

"Oh ho ho!! So you also can control your Ki to generate projectiles? I am deeper impressed by one so young such as you boy!" The old man grew a grin on his face. "I am excited boy! I want to train you really now! Come on accept my offer."

Ryouma's head lowered, his shoulders fell down. How… how can this old man make a mockery out of him? Happossai, Cologne… everyone… just toys with him as he was nothing! He won't take it! He will not take it anymore!!

"I am Ryouma Saobiki!! AND I'LL NEVER LOOSE!!" His battle aura burst into action as Ryouma powers up.

The old monk gave a whistle but later it died down and his eyes grew big. "Eh!? No wait!!"

Out loud in anger Ryouma screamed, "MOKOU HOUKODAAAAAAAAAN!!!"

Mimicking the perfect Shi Shi Hokoudan, but instead of a column of Ki going up and falling down, the combination of both attacks made a dome of energy that expanded like an atomic bomb.

"WHAA MY HOUSE!!" yelled the old monk.

Taking into action, the old monk disappeared and appeared before the dome of energy, and with a battle yell a golden battle aura appeared around him as his hair turned from white to pale gold. Pushing forward he manages to break through the dome and collide his fist in Ryouga's face breaking his attack and throwing him against several trees and rocks until the fused martial artist came into a stop.

Ryouma was in too much pain to stand up. He cursed under his breath for been taken like that. The subject of his misfortune phased besides him while powering down back to normal.

Ryouma's eyes opened wide and in pain he tried to speak; "Wha… who and what are you old… man…?"

"Oh… we never introduced ourselves formally, right?" Said the old monk while giving a goofy grin; he rose his right hand in a semi military salute and spoke; "Ossu!! I am Son Gokou! Now allow me to train you!"

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Omake:

Scene: Tendou Dojo.

After several months, Ranma and Ryouga finally managed to get separated! Returning back to his Home, Ranma gave an announcement!

"I finally found a way to solve the fiancé fiasco!!" Ranma said with pride.

"And what would that be Saotome?" Nabiki asks with boredom.

"Not now 'biki! Bring all the fiancé here and I'll meet you all in the Dojo!"

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Every one of the fiancée brigade was there with their families or companions. Ranma sat in the middle of it.

"Well, since I can't select one of u because the others will be hurt… I decided to marry all of you!"

"WHAT!?"

Fights and mumbles and stuff happens then Ranma gave a big whistle to shut everyone up.

Nabiki spoke again; "And how will that be ranma? Japan doesn't allow polygamia you know…"

Ranma smirks; "Easy… I'll marry them as one."

Everyone was puzzled.

Then Ranma take out the potara earrings.

Everyone's eyes opened.

After explanation and conversations it was sthe logical thing. The girls didn't like it but it was better than nothing. So Ranma decided to experiment on a triple fusion. If it does work, it would be the best. If not then… one wife and one mistress.

Nodoka was so proud of how manly Ranma has become to decide to live with 3 wives even if they were to be one.

Taking the earrings, two girls set them on their ears and the light jumbo came, then the third and boom light shows again.

Afterwards; standing in the dojo was the triple fusion of Akane, Ukyo and Shampoo.

The girl spoke out loud; "I am Akkyou Puu… And I will marry you…"

And so the bells rang, the enemies oppossing were fought and they were married.

And then they lived happily ever after.

The end of Omake.

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A.N.

Not much to say actually. Just be kind. Please rewind.