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Note: This is a multi-genre crossover/fusion story.
Part 53: "Normalcy, Act 1".
Location: DS9 (Bajor Sector).
With life returning to normal aboard the former Cardassian mining station, the staff of Starfleet-run "Deep Space Nine" are now focused the Dominion War.
"Okay, honey," says Captain Usagi Saotome, as she propped herself behind her "husband" Captain Ranma Saotome. With Ranma being female and pregnant, she had to put up with the notion that SHE is the woman of the relationship at the moment.
"Breathe."
Ranma looks up at her "wife". She felt embarrassed by being in a Lamaze class. She would think that her "blood brother" Kang would hang his head in shame to think that Ranma was nothing more than a "cow".
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Ranma says, as she huffed and puffed.
"Seeing you like this makes me want to assume a more manly position," Usagi says, as she suddenly shifts into her male form, thanks to her Changeling abilities. "Now I will wear the pants in THIS family! Heh…"
"Fat chance, Usagi!"
Princess Sasami of Jurai, Ranma's other wife, giggles at this banter.
"Great-grandfather, calm down," Keiko Saotome-O'Brien says, as she assists Sasami. "We have a class to participate in."
"Yes, quiet, Ranma!" Dr. Amanda Rogers says, as she observes the class she is conducting. She was the assistant medical officer to Dr. Julian Bashir, the station's chief medical officer. She was annoyed how the man she was once intimate with, in a previous life, could be so…matronly. That pervert…
"Otherwise, you can use Quark's holosuite for all I care."
"Nyahhh!" Ranma replies, as she sticks out her tongue.
And just as it couldn't have gotten worse-
"So, there you are, my son," Genma Saotome says, as he enters the facility. "Just…just look at you!"
"Look at what, Pops?" Ranma says, as she continued her breathing exercises. "I'm trying to prepare for the birth of my child, you know."
"See what I mean? Oh, how ashamed I am that you are so willingly accepting of womanhood-!"
"I know, my friend," Soun says, as he comforts Genma. "I will console you for your loss."
"I'm not DEAD, you know!" Ranma yells.
"I will have to ask you to leave, sirs," Amanda says, as she goes over to Soun and Genma. "Otherwise, I will have to ask help from Security."
"How can you turn against your own father?" Soun cried out.
"YOU are NOT my father!"
"Wait a minute," Usagi says. "If Soun and Genma are here, where is Happosai?"
"Way ahead of you," Ranma says. "Mom gave me the heads up that the three morons would be heading for this station."
"So what happened, Ranma?" Sasami says.
"Pert is taking care of it."
In another part of the station, the cute, yet demented Happosai Saotome, Genma's father-turned-mother, was like a kid in a candy shop. Rows and Rows of female undergarments were hers for the taken. It had been Ranma's hope that changing Happosai's gender and age would have nullified her fetish for female undergarments. Unfortunately, that has NOT been the case. In fact, the 'new" Happosai considered all female undergarments as prisoners that needed to be liberated, where as a male, Happosai sought pleasure from the undergarments. The demented martial artist was changed into a female, after Ranma combined her understanding of her Jusenkyo curse with the weird martial arts discipline "Sex-craft", taught to him by a family friend he has YET to meet (due to the perils of time travel), on Happosai. Interestingly, the side effect was worse on Ranma than on Happosai, since, for a long time, exuded both the look and the aura of a "sex-kitten". It took Ranma weeks to figure out a way to restore her original cursed form to normal, but not before receiving all kinds of offers to capitalize on her sex appeal…mainly from the Ferengi Quark. Ranma thought that it was both horrific and hilarious that she could seduce anyone (and anything, for that matter) in the universe at this point in her life.
At any rate, Happosai continues to be a nuisance that everyone puts up, since the Federation Alliance-Dominion War took precedence.
"Oh!" Happosai said excitedly, as she rummaged through her delectable garments. "I shall free you all for the world to see-!"
Meanwhile, outside of the holosuite, the Amazon Pert, Station Constable Odo and Quark observes Happosai' actions.
"That was a good suggestion you made, Commander," Odo says.
"Well, thank Mr. Garak for helping me to design this program, sir," Pert says. Ever since people have learned that she was a "were-cat", people have treated her like a Changeling. At least Odo and the Saotomes understood where she was coming from.
"I'll do that," Odo replies. "I still do not know how Miss Saotome is able to escape from her confinement all the time."
"Happosai is a martial artist UBER-master. That means that SHE knows methods of escape that will be hard to overcome."
"Look, as interesting this little talk is," Quark begins, "when will I get my suite back?"
Odo turns to Quark.
"Think of this way: by you helping us, we will be more lenient when I DO catch you doing illegal things."
"Humph!"
CRASH!
Pert, Odo and Quark turn to see Ezri Dax, Wotan Thordison, Martok, Ryouga Hibiki, Worf and Ranko Sun-Crishton getting out of hand at the bar. Worf was trying her best to ignore Ezri, while Martok talked strategy with Ryouga.
"I tell you!" Wotan says, as he slushes his drink. "You should have SEEN how I've slain the Jugular!"
"Oh, please!" Ranko replies. "It was MY kill-shot that made it possible, you know."
"Odo, aren't you going to DO something?" Quark says. "I don't want my bar torn up."
"I suppose you are right," Odo said with a smirk. "Come, Commander…let's see what we can do…"
A short time later, Ezri escorts an intoxicated Ranko back to her quarters.
"Man, that was good," Ranko says.
"I'm surprise that you could drink so much, Ranko," Ezri says.
"Well, I have a potent constitution, 'Ezzie'," Ranko says, as she fumbles about. "Whoa!"
"Take it easy, Miss Sun-Crichton," Ezri says, as she holds onto Ranko.
"Yeah, yeah…"
A few minutes later, Ranko was placed on her bed.
"Now, give me a call if you need anything," Ezri says, as she turns to leave.
Ranko merely waved Ezri off.
"Okya, then…good night."
And with that, Ezri leaves.
More time passes. When the equivalent hour of Midnight arrived, Ranko's body changes…
ZAP!
Lokidis rises from the bed.
"I HATE this!" says the sorceress. "Blast that empty-headed-!"
Somehow, Princess Serenity, the Lord of Asgard, had learned of Lokidis' plot to undermine her plans. So, as punishment, she was to dwell in the body of Ranko Sun-Crichton in order to learn humility. However, for six hours after the Midnight, Lokidis can "come out to play".
Lokidis examined her body. Her godhood enhanced Ranko's body to be as similar to her original body as possible. What's worse is that she was now, technically, related to the "meatball-headed" monarch.
And that may be the KEY.
Lokidis could sense that her new body had a lot of potential power for her to tap into, and until she figures out how, she will do her best to muck things up on the mortal-controlled facility. Her first attempt was when she called upon a Jugular from her native realm on Asgard. She wanted to see how her would-be victims fare, but her time in the mortal world was cut short, when the rays of sunlight on Tyree struck her body, reverting to normal. As if she was some sort of vampire…
"Ugh," Lokidis says, as she sniffed "her" clothes. It reeked of vomit and wine. She could simply change her clothes, but she didn't think even magic could get smell from her body. With ease, Lokidis strips the clothes from her body, and went to bathe.
"Humph," she says. She waved her hands, and changed the arrangement to resemble a bathtub. It magically fills with near-hot water mixed with a bath solution. Gingerly, she steps into the pool, and begins the process of enjoying herself.
"Ahhhh…"
Her minds begin to wander, trying to shift through Ranko's memories. Through these memories, Lokisdis notices that Ranko was checking out her cousin Wotan's handsome visage, rippling muscles, firm behind…
"Mmmm," Lokidis says with closed eyes and a beaming smile. Suddenly, she realizes that she was starting to feel what Ranko was feeling.
"What am I doing?" Lokidis says, as she suddenly sits up. She was slowly becoming attracted to Wotan. And although they were not blood-related, since Odin had adopted her father Loki into the family, she still didn't like to think of her "cousin" in that way.
"Damn…"
By the time Ezri made it to her quarters, she was more than willing to simply sleep right then and there. However, as soon as she called upon the lights, she was surprised to see the LAST Ezri expected to reappear.
"Hey, long time no see," said Jadzia, the Trill goddess. She was lounging on one of Ezri's seat in traditional Trill wear, while her goddess markings glowed softly.
Ezri frowned.
"What are you doing here, cousin?" Ezri asked, as she stripped off her shirt, exposing her tank top.
"Oh, visiting," Jadzia said with a smile. "And to give you this."
Ezri looks at what appeared to be a painting that is wrapped in light-brown paper.
"What's that?"
"Oh, it's a gift for Worf," Jadzia says. "I want you to give it to him."
"What am I suppose to say?"
"Say that this was something that I had intended to give to HIM…which is true, although I had planned on presenting it to him before I had died."
"Alright," Ezri says, as she takes the painting, and sets it aside. "I have a question."
"What's that?"
"What's it like to be a goddess?"
"Hmmm," Jadzia says to herself. "As a Trill Goddess, I have a connection with all the Trill Symbiont organisms from our home-world, but only as a…depository, which is why my secondary domain is 'Goddess of Memories'. I don't 'read' peoples minds or anything."
"That's interesting. So, how WE are connected, Jadzia?"
"I grant you a portion of my power, as granted by the Moon Princess, but it is your 'Star-seed' that fuels that power."
"I see…"
"Hey, I'm still learning myself about my role. But…it's a start."
Jadzia gets up.
"Tell the family that I said hello…but in a way that won't arouse suspicion. And that includes Worf, Ranma and Usagi."
"Are we talking about MY Ranma and Usagi or yours?"
"Yours."
"Oh. Okay."
"Be seeing you, cousin…"
Jadzia disappears in a shower of teal sparkles.
"Sigh," Ezri says, as she flops on her bed. She was just trying to get a handle of this Sailor Scout business, too…
In another section of the station, Ranma gets up from bed. This disturbs Sasami's sleep.
"Ranma?" Sasami says.
"I'm going to check up on Usagi," Ranma says, as she puts on her bathrobe. Being pregnant was SUCH a pain.
"You want me to wait up for you?"
"Naw, I'll be back shortly."
And with that, Ranma leaves her room.
A short time later, Ranma enters the family's "training room". There, she sees Usagi training.
"Ha!" Usagi said, as she went on her next form. She punched, twirled, kicked and flipped as she flowed from one position to another.
Ranma leaned back against the doorway, and smiles. She could remember how much of a klutz Usagi was when she first met her, and how much she has grown since then…
FLASHBACK!Fall, 2151 CE: UN Spacy Officers Academy (Alaska, North America).
BAM!
"Owie!" Academy Cadet Usagi Tsukino yelped, as she landed on her butt.
"Okay, Cadet Tsukino…that's enough," says Drill Sergeant Anhur, as he tries not to laugh.
"But I can do this!" Usagi says. "I don't want to fail this test!"
Academy Cadet Ranma Saotome merely looks at his new friend. They had promised each other that they would help each do well in this strange future.
"Sir?"
Anhur looks over at the boy. The disguised Egyptian god of war knew that he is destined to give Ranma a boon some day, which is why he volunteered to evaluate Ranma's potential.
"Yes, Saotome?"
"Can't she get a second chance at this? I mean, we have three chances to pass the self-defense exam, right?"
Anhur mused for a moment. He also knew that the Moon Princess was also a "Child of Destiny"…
"Okay, Saotome. If Cadet Tsukino passes, then YOU will pass."
"What?" Ranma yells.
"What? You can't put your money where your mouth is?"
"Yeah, I CAN."
"Good. You have a WEEK to prepare Cadet Tsukino, otherwise you will have to this course NEXT semester."
"Not a problem," Ranma says with confidence. "I mean, how hard is it to teach 'Meatball-head'?"
Two days later…"It's hard, Ranma!" Usagi cried, as tears fell from her eyes.
Ranma sighed, as he rubbed his forehead.
"Okay, let's take it from the top. When you kick with your left foot, you have to put your weight on your right in order to balance yourself."
"You…you think I can do it?"
"Certainly!" Ranma says, as he sits next down his friend. "I may be good, but only because my Pops pushed me to be good…though I'm not exactly thrilled by the way he did it, of course."
"Is that how you got that weird curse of yours?"
"Yep."
"I don't know WHY I can't cure you of that curse of yours, with my Silver Millennium crystal…"
"I don't know either," Ranma replies. "Maybe…maybe I've had it for SO long, that it's gotten TOO strong for it? Who knows?"
"I don't know…"
"Point is, I never gave up when I faced obstacles. And you shouldn't either, Usagi."
Usagi nods her head.
"So, what do we say we try this again? Deal?"
"Okay, Ranma," Usagi says, as she beams a smile. "I promise not to give up, Ranma!"
"Promise?"
"Promise!"
END FLASHBACK!And you certainly fulfilled that promise, Usako, Ranma thinks to herself. Who would have thought that a slip of a girl would have impressed a War God? You certainly impressed the heck out of me, my beloved-
Ranma think blinks.
"Gods, I can be SO like a chick," Ranma says to herself.
"That's because, you ARE a 'chick' at the moment, Ranchan," Usagi says, as she slaps her husband's "behind".
WAP!
"Keep it up, Usagi," Ranma says with a chuckle. "As soon as I knock out our kid, I'm going to take back my pants, so to speak."
"Yeah, yeah," Usagi says, as she towels herself off. "You need anything, darling?"
"Naw, I just wanted to check up on you, that's all."
"Why? You think I can't protect you in your time of need?"
Ranma takes Usagi's hands.
"Of course I do! I'm just proud of ya, that's all."
"…"
"Usagi?"
"Ranma, that's the nicest thing you have ever said to me."
"'Nicest'?"
"Yes. I can remember a time when you would INSIST that you take a lead in our relationship. It's nice to know that you don't mind taking a backseat for a change."
"Hey, it's JUST a temporary thing, you know."
Tbc.
