Disclaimer: "Ranma ½ ", "Sailor Moon" and other sources (unless stated otherwise) belong to their respective owners.
Note: This is a multi-genre crossover/fusion story.
Special note: This story takes place a year after the events of "Sailor Moon ST".
Part 51: "The Heavens and Earth, Part Six".
The chaotic nature of the time-stream continues wreck havoc on the timeline, due to the collapse of the Bajoran Wormhole in the 24th century…
Location: Tsukino Residence, Azabuu Juuban District (Tokyo, Japan).
Ranma yawned, as he stretched his arms.
"What a night," Ranma commented, as he took stock of his situation.
One, he was obviously not in his own room.
And, two, he was NOT alone.
"Hmmm," Usagi says, as she rolled over on Ranma.
"Oh, yeah," Ranma said. "I stayed over."
He looked down at his wife. It always amazed him that every night together was exactly the first night together. Usagi's potent physiology kept her youthful. In fact, her body regenerates every forty-eight hours to prime conditions. So, in Usagi's case, the Moon Princess epitomized the lyrics of one of the pop-singer Madonna's earlier works, "Like a Virgin", to a "T". Not that anyone was complaining, especially since Luna the Moon Cat spends most of her time over at Minako's.
At any rate, Ranma, being in the mood, snuck into Usagi's room after leaving through the front door of the house. And Usagi, also in the mood, didn't throw her husband out. It took great restraint on both of them to keep their nocturnal activities quiet.
As Ranma mulled over his thoughts, Usagi's eyes fluttered open.
"Morning, bunny," Ranma says, as he kissed Usagi's forehead.
Usagi smiled, as she gave her husband a full kiss on the mouth.
"Morning, my 'wild stallion'," Usagi says, as she cuddled Ranma. "I'm surprised that we didn't wake up my parents last night."
"It's called 'control', dear," Ranma says. He then turns to another matter on his mind. "You still want me to take Minako along on my quest?"
"Yeah," Usagi says, as she began to rise from her bed. She stood in the buff, in front of her open bedroom window, as she bathed in the dawning of the Sun while yawning. A mild breeze blew her long hair gently.
"Ranma, I believe that Mina is connected in some way," Usagi says, as she folded her arms. "With my connection to the Moon, I am very susceptible to the mysteries of myths and magic. And lately, I've been picking up visions concerning her and…Gabrielle."
Ranma thought for a moment.
"Naw, I don't see the connection."
Usagi looks are her loving husband.
"Gods, you can be dense sometimes."
Ranma rolls out of bed, and goes over to Usagi. Like her, HE was in the buff.
"Look," Ranma says, as he wraps his arms around Usagi from behind. "Mina can come along. I just don't want to baby-sit her or something."
"Ranma, you KNOW that she'll be an asset. Just give her a chance."
"Alright," Ranma sighs. "She can come."
"Thanks," Usagi says with a contented sigh. "You won't regret it-"
KNOCK-KNOCK!
Ranma and Usagi turn their head towards Usagi's bedroom door.
"Usagi!" Ikuko says through the door. "It's almost time for breakfast!"
"Ohmygosh!" Usagi said, as she began to scramble. "Ranma, go!"
"No problem!" Ranma says, as he gathered his clothes. He'll shower later.
Usagi pulled her bed sheets, stuffed them into the hamper, and replaced them. Within moments, her bedroom was straightened, and both she and Ranma were fully dressed.
"Love you," Ranma says, as he gave Usagi a quick kiss on the lips. He then jumps out of the window.
"Love you!" Usagi says, as she called out.
KNOCK-KNOCK!
"Usagi? Are you okay?"
"I'm coming!" Usagi says, as she goes to her door, and opens it. "Good morning, Mother."
"What took you so long?" Ikuko says, as she enters the room with Usagi's linen and laundry.
"Uh, nothing," Usagi says. "You know how I am at times. Heh."
"I see."
As Ikuko puts away Usagi's things, she notices a distinct aroma in the room. She also notices that her daughter's bedroom window.
"Honey, was a boy here last night?" Ikuko asked.
Now, Usagi could have simply dominated her mother's mind, thereby sweeping the matter under the proverbial rug. However, that was NOT her way of dealing with people, especially with matters concerning family.
"Mom…" Usagi began nervously.
"Oh, dear," Ikuko said, as she sat down. She looked at her daughter.
"How long have you've been seeing Ranma?"
"For a while…"
And have you used…'protection' in these encounters?"
"…"
"Usagi," Ikuko said with a sigh.
"But don't tell Dad, please?"
"Your father should know about this, Usagi. We were already wondering about you and Ranma, but now…well, he needs to know."
"What…what do you think Dad will do?"
"Assuming that he doesn't kill Ranma, he would want the honorable thing to take place."
"You mean…?"
"Yes. We would want you two to get married. We ARE somewhat traditional about such things."
A short time later, at the Tendo house in the Nerima Ward…
"Man, what a night," Ranma says, as he gets home. However, instead of expecting a pristine household, he saw that the place was completely trashed.
"What the hell happened here?" Ranma yells.
"Genshin was nice enough to throw a party last night," Kay says, as she walks into the foyer from the kitchen, while eating breakfast on a plate. She was dressed in a simple bathrobe. "He even invited the neighborhood to join the festivities."
"Oh, god," Ranma said, as he ran up the stairs…
In Kasumi's room…"Aw, man," says Brock, as he woke up. Even for him, he had WAY too much to drink. "What did I drink last night?"
Slowly, it dawned on him that he wasn't alone, as he heard a groaning noise.
"Uhhhhhh…"
Brock turned to the source of the noise.
It was Sister Bernadette.
"Ah!" Brock said, as he jumps up. He wasn't sure what had happened, but he knew that he should not have been "with" a nun…especially one that looked like his buddy Ranma, in his female form.
"Mr. Samson…?" Bernie says, as she pulls up to Brock.
"I'm going to Hell for this-!"
Brock was referring to the fact that his old flame, Molotov Cocktease, ex-KGB "super-spy", was a jealous type. This doesn't include the fact that he had been with a NUN.
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, it's nothing, I guess."
Bernie looked Brock thoughtfully.
"Oh, I see now. Mr. Samson, remember my request last night?"
"Hmmm, let's see…"
FLASHBACK!
In a drunken daze, Brock challenged Max to a game of "Arm Wrestling"
"Go! Go! Go! Go! Go-!" yelled the gathering of the crowd.
"Urgh!" Brock said, as he used his strength to try to force Max under.
Max merely yawned, before making the move.
SMASH!
"Ha!" Max yelled in triumph, as he won his match against Brock. "Mortal, you cannot hope to beat me."
"Damn!"
Bernie, who was dressed in civilian clothes, hands Brock a beer.
"Mr. Samson?"
"Yeah?" Brock says, as he downs his drink.
"Can you…make love to me? I would like to have a child to strengthen my Sisters ranks."
Brock, who was "wasted", looks at Bernie.
"You know…even though you look like Saotome, I'd (BLEEP!) ya."
Bernie giggled.
"Come on, let's blow this (BLEEP!)," Brock says, as he picks up Bernie, and takes her upstairs…
END FLASHBACK!
"Oh, yeah," Brock says. "You expect me to take care of ya or something?"
"No, Mr. Samson, I do not," Bernies replies. "While I love your company, and I care for you, my first duty is to my God and my Sisters. What you do is your choice."
"Hmmm…I can still see our kid?"
"Yes."
"Alright, then. Let me draw something up with my lawyer, so you and the kid is taken care of."
"Thank you, Mr. Samson."
"Call me 'Brock'."
Unknown to the two of them, their intimate moment was being spied upon by none other than Malotov Cocktease, who was in Nabiki's room. Originally, she was hired by Alti to steal Nabiki's files, in order to restore what was stolen a few days ago (on Ranma's request).
"So," Molotov says to herself, as she peers into Kasumi's room, through a small hole in the wall. "Cheat on me, will you?"
Then, she turned her attention to the activities behind her.
"Do you mind?"
"Not at all," Genshin said, as he continued to "work" Molotov over. Since the Russian redhead wanted to stay a "technical virgin" for Brock, Genshin used an alternate means to enjoy Molotov's company; Genshin had caught her in the house, and gave her a choice in the matter. Since Molotov was angry at Brock's unfaithfulness, she took up on Genshin's offer in retaliation. "Less talk, please."
"Humph. Because of YOU, I would not be IN this position, Brock Samson!"
In Akane's room…"
BANG-BANG!
"Keep it down, in there!" Kenshin-chan yelled, as she banged on the wall of Akane's bedroom.
"Well, the mood was ruined," says Willow, as she gets up. Kenshin and Willow hooked up the night before, but only after Kenshin was in his female form. Unlike his father, Kenshin does use his female body to expand his conquest opportunities.
"You know, I had a good time last night," Willow says, as she puts on her bathrobe.
"Me, too, Wil-chan," Kenshin-chan said as she stretches. "You…want to shower together."
"Uh, no," Willow says. "I DO know that the moment you get doused with hot water, you'll be a guy again."
"Rats."
Meanwhile, Ranma went to his room. He had told Mary Bromfield to use his room for the night, if he didn't make it back in time. And since Mary was underage, and was under his care, Ranma had to look out for her.
"Mary?" Ranma said, as he enters his room.
"Huh?" Mary says, as she woke up. She was in her pajamas, on a cot. Next to her was Kate Mason, who was also in her pajamas (but on a separate cot).
"Um, Good Morning," Ranma says. "Breakfast will be ready in thirty minutes."
"Oh, okay," says Mary, as she rolls over.
As Ranma closes the door, he develops a slight smile. Other than the debauchery, he felt like he was TRULY at home. Now, it was time to get the Tendo household in shape.
A few hours later, at one of the berths (owned by the Mishima Zaibatsu) along the Tokyo water front…"Well, I'm glad you all are finally up," Ranma said, as he leaned on a docking post.
"You did want us to clean the house before we begin our mission," Mary says.
"Yeah, it was Genshin's fault, you know," Willow says.
"I DON'T care, Willow," Ranma says. "I expect the house to be clean by the time the Tendo sisters come back. And since I don't know WHEN that will happen, I wanted the task done."
"Yeah, yeah," Brock says, as he leans on his car. "So what do we do now? Just stand around and look like complete assess?"
"Actually, we're here for a pick up-"
Just then, Minako comes running up the dock.
"Sorry I'm late," Minako says. "I kind of was lost."
"No problem, Mina," Ranma says, as he straighten himself out. "Our 'ride' should be here right about…now."
Suddenly, the waters began to bubble, as a ship rises. Clearly, it was a battleship.
"Wow," Kate says.
"Believe it," Ranma says with pride. He liked the fact that he restored the Japanese battleship Yamato to space-worthiness.
"Interesting 'ride', Saotome," Brock says. "So what's the score?"
"We will have to travel to the nation of Atlantis for the next artifact," Ranma says. "Unfortunately, there have been problems amongst the myriad of kingdoms, as well as some other wackiness."
"You don't say…"
"Anyway, the Yamato is capable of underwater travel, so we should be fine."
Just then, a wild-haired, redheaded girl pops her head over the bow. She was dressed as some sailor.
"Ahoy, there!" yelled Washu, as she waved.
"Yo!" Ranma says. "Did you secure the data-link with Berkoff?"
"Yep," Washu says. "We're all set."
A deck platform is lowered, which, in turns, becomes a gangplank.
"All aboard!" Washu yells.
"I wonder what we will find down there," Mary says, as she carried her backpack.
"Probably just a lot of fish," Kate says.
As the group enters the ship, Minako was mulling over her thoughts. She was sure that Usagi's husband was once her husband from a previous life, but she wasn't sure how to broach the subject.
"And to think Ranma was right under my nose," Minako whispers to herself, thinking about the time she spent on the far-off world of Arrakis (otherwise known as "Dune") with Ranma. She had been tempted to get to know him, but she had already known that Usagi was destined to be with the pigtailed martial artist.
"Minako!" Ranma yells from the gangplank. "We got to go!"
"Coming!" Minako says, as she runs up to the ship. Just as the hull was sealed, a figure slips through…
After thirty minutes of stowing away things, including Brock's car…"Everyone in?" Ranma said, as he put on his leather gloves. He was going to pilot the Yamato.
"Yeah," Brock says in a huff. "And I don't think these uniforms are 'gay' enough either."
Brock was referring to the snug uniforms that the "original" crew of the Space Cruiser Yamato had worn in the late 21st century (on a "possible future" timeline). Generally, the uniforms were white with colored trimming along the shoulders, sleeves and pants (the trim would merge as an arrow in the front). Ranma's color scheme was white/red, as was Kate's, Minako's and Mary's. Brock's color scheme was white/yellow, as was Willow's and Bernie's. And Washu's color scheme was blue. Ranma had changed the color scheme's relationship to positions to reflect his experience with Starfleet, rather than rely on his experience as a member of the "Earth Defense Force".
"Hey, I just want to get into character, that's all."
Brock looks around. The females on board had similar uniforms, except that their uniforms were "cut" to hug their respective curves.
"I bet you are!"
Ranma turns to "Engineering Chief Washu".
"Washu, prepare for underwater insertion."
"Aye, aye, Captain Saotome," Washu says. She began the process for underwater insertion. Within minutes, the Yamato was underwater.
"Next stop: Poseidonis," Ranma says.
Location: City of Atlantis, Lantea (Pegasus Galaxy).
"Ha!" yelled R'mane-d'r (whose name translates as "Redfire") as she went for the kill. The demi-Tamaranean wanted to work out, as a way of testing out her prowess. Red Fire was the product between a liaison between "Blackfire" (the alien heroine Starfire's more machiavellian older sister) and a Terran named Ranma Saotome. Like all Tamaranean females, she had extra-long hair that allowed her to fly (not to mention super-strength and high-levels of endurance), and she inherited her energy bolts from her mother (a unique power thanks to a science experiment). In fact, Redfire looked like her father's female form, except taller (but not bulky like her older half-sister Kay) and possess green eyes (with no apparent pupils). She was in Atlantis recuperating from her ordeal, when Xenomorphs attacked her ship while she was in stasis. Now that she was out and about, Redfire wanted to test her strength against the strongest member of the Atlantis Expedition in the newly furnished gymnasium.
CLANG!
"Tex" blocked the punch with her cybernetic arms. She was programmed to be a skilled tactician and combatant, although her purpose was to be a medical specialist. The irony is that her medical knowledge was geared for maximum lethality when she used to hunt humans as a "Terminator" (model T-X). Thanks to Ranma, she was programmed for humanitarian pursuits. Using her opponent's hesitation, Tex used Redfire's momentum to throw her into a wall.
SMASH!
"How dare you?" Redfire raged, as she was about to blast the cyborg.
"Redfire, wait!" says Dr. Will Robinson (long red hair, goatee and spectacles), the assistant director of "Special Projects", as he intervened. "You wanted to test your strength, right?"
Redfire looks at Tex, and then at Will.
"Fine," Redfire says, as she dusted herself off. "But next time, I won't be so…kind."
In a huff, Redfire leaves the gym.
Will sighs, as he turns to face Tex.
"Sorry about that," says Will with a sigh. "I guess I should have thought this might happen."
"Indeed," Tex replies. "Ever since Redfire kissed you to learn your language, you've been too…distracted."
"I guess so."
"Look, I have duties to attend to," Tex says, as she turns to leave. "In the future, leave me out of your plans to court the demi-alien."
Will sigh. He then turns his attention to the damaged wall.
"Boy, Dr. Wier is NOT going to like this-"
Will knew that this section of the city was still being explored, so he wasn't surprised to see a hidden closet. There were a bunch of Atlantean artifacts neatly arranged, but one in particular caught Will's attention.
"What's this?" Will says, as he picks up the object. From its shape and texture, the object looked like an incomplete circle. And from what he remembers from his ancient Greek class, the writing was indeed Greek…or Manoan. Some of the writing was incomplete, but one word—or name—stood out:
"Gabrielle."
Tbc.
