AN IMMORTAL LOVE

A Ranma 1/2 and Ah! Megumi-sama! crossover

by Shea McIntee, deus_ex_mach42@hotmail.com

Disclaimer: I don't own any sort of copyright to either Ranma 1/2 or
Ah! Megumi-sama, no do I have any right to receive any sort of material
benefit from my borrowing of ideas from the two series. I worship their
creators, and beg them not to strike me with lightning bolts from heaven
for my presumption... unless I do a horrible job, in which case I should
probably commit seppuku to restore my honor. I'm merely attempting to
show my supreme worship of, and, let's be perfectly frank, my complete
obsession with, anime, and Ranma 1/2 in particular.

An Immortal Love - Chapter 2 (teaser only for the time being)

Ranma watched Akane's face, as he'd done for the past two hours.
Curled around her sleeping form, he yawned silently and laid his head back
down on the pillow. He felt so tired, but he didn't want to close his
eyes, for fear that this was just a dream. He had dreamed of this for so
long, and he wasn't... wasn't...

He yawned again, and the pinched himself awake, and winced; he'd
forgotten his nails were sharper.

When he'd transported here ('here' being the guest room at the
Tendo Dojo), he'd still been in his semi-feral state, and when he came out
of it, the memories sealed away when he became mortal cascaded over him.
He had wept, in both grief and joy; grief at the suffering of centuries,
and joy that that suffering was over.

When he felt he was sufficiently composed, he sent to his older
brother, half brother, really. They shared a father, Ptah, but while
Ranma's mother was Sekhmet (who had once been moderately disappointed in
his lack of interest in the arts of war), Korin was Bast's son. They'd
been raised together by both mothers and father (although said father never
did anything like changing diapers), and were quite close.

[Hey, Korin!]

The reply, after a moment, was sleepy.

[Whaddya want! Who is this, anyway?]

There was an uncharacteristic mental smirk in Ranma's 'voice.'

[Why, that's no way to treat your brother...]

There was a silence at the other end.

[Ranma?! So what've you been up to?]

[I found her, Korin!]

[Found her? Found who?]

[Akane, you dolt!]

There was another pregnant pause, and Ranma grinned as he invisioned
Korin's jaw dropping.

[The girl you lost? Huh? How-]

[I don't know, but she's here!]

Ranma's mental voice was almost giddy with excitement.

[So when are you going to bring her over to meet me?]

Ranma paused.

[I need to settle things here first... it'll take a while. How about
you come down here instead?]

[Oh, allright... tomorrow?]

[Well, I donno...]

[Please? Pretty please? With a luscious young virgin pining for you
on top?]

(OoO... insert kawaii-puppy-dog-eyes here.)

[Alright, alright already! By the way, have you said hello to our
mothers yet?]

[Ummm... well... no?]

[You'd better soon, or else they'll be... disappointed with you, to
say the least]

Ranma winced. He didn't know which was worse; Sekhmet's "practice
sessions" or Bast's lectures.

[Yeah, I know, I know. I'll talk to them soon.]

[Fine, now let me get back to sleep!]

[Now, brother, we both know you weren't sleeping... you know, you should
get some sleep before tomorrow instead of trying to chase tails...
(dramatic sigh) My brother, the hentai]

[Hey! What exactly are you implying here?]

[Oh, nothing... 'night]

[(grumble) 'Night.]

Ranma smirked as he relaxed and lay back. Completely tired out, he
promptly fell asleep, still curled around the unconscious girl. With his
tail wrapped around her wrist, he dreamed of happy times unclouded by grief
for the first time in 3,000 years.

Beside him, another dreamed, as memories long lost returned to her.

****

Sigh... I'm working on the rest of the chapter right now (might be out later
today, If I don't fall asleep [yawn]). However, I'd thought I'd repost the
teaser, except with the missing text from the brackets that ff.net deleted
(grrr...) inserted as best I can. I don't have the original file for the
teaser, so the mental dialogue might be a bit stilted...
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