WSJ & Yami-WSJ -- Yami-WSJ aka "Anjil" is/was Bakura's wife. They had a daughter, whom they left at the palace for Pharoah Yami to raise, although he didn't know until now whose kid it was. (For a lot more on their past, see my Unseeing Hearts Trilogy, especially All Saints' Night. Bakura has a spiffy flash-back all about Anjil.)
Baby Winter aka "Li" & Yami-Li -- Depending on which of Li's stories you read, her yami is either a suicidal run-away slave or the queen of Egypt. For my story I'm going with the latter, and assuming that meant she was married to Yami. That would also mean she was adoptive "mother" to Bakura and Yami-WSJ's daughter.
ShadowWolf & Yami-SW -- Okay, here's where it gets confusing... -.-;; Basicly, Yami-SW is Bakura's very protective older sister. She never liked Yami-WSJ, and got really mad when she found out that they got married without her concent. Long sory short, Yami-SW soon died, right before Yami-WSJ found out she was pregnant. So Yami-SW never knew she was an aunt, and that's why she blew a huge gasket last chapter. Yami-SW and Yami-WSJ simply continued their fued in this life, even though their hikaris are great friends.
Hotaru -- No yami (thank Ra!) unless you count Mistress 9. I dunno if she'll be showing up in this fic, but mey-bey!
KaTyA -- Also no yami, but she makes enough trouble for one... (Katya: ^^;; Hey!)
And I'm super-sorry about the long delay! I've been working really hard on this absolutly huge one-shot song-fic called The Child Who Suffers, using the song of the same name by Shania Twain. *shudders* It's already 44KB, the longest I've ever written in a single-chaptered story, and it's not even half-way done yet!!! Expect updates on this and SoS to get farther apart until I can get that monster posted.
Anyway, I've been over-dosing on Ranma 1/2 latly, and it has quite a few mentions in this chapter. I'm obsessed with Ryoga, just so's I warn you. *chuckles* Brood can testify to that...
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PCHANGE -- Chapter 5: Ex-Lax and Ranma One-Half
(Yes, I'm back to regular format. First of all because somebody complained, and second because I was writing this during choir class today and totally forgot to have it in script. *blinks innocently* Oh yes, and this is all Ying-Yang's fault!!! (To find out more about Ying-Yang and my other "new" muses, check out my bio))
Hotaru, Yugi, and Ryou trooped into the kitchen, Chibi-Malik clinging to Ryou. It seemed that sometime in the past few minutes he had aquired a fetish for long, white hair. (WSJ: *waves innocently at Brood and holds up Yunet* {Everyone else, just ignore that! Private joke...}) Ryou had the hyper chibi in his arms as Chibi-Malik yanked away to his heart's content. Unfortunatly for our long-haired bishie, he was too much of a sweetie to pull Chibi-Malik off.
"Don't destroy the kitchen," WSJ said, poking her head in from the livingroom, where the brawl still raged behind her. "Onegai?"
Before any of the three could say anything, there was a terrific crash, followed by furvent swearing in Egyptian, English, and Japanese. There was the unmistakable 'fwoosh' of a flamethrower, and WSJ's eyes narrowed in anger. "Oh shimatte! If they burn down the house I'll kill them all! Even the ones who're already dead!" The authoress gave a chipper little wave to the group in the kitchen and disappeared from view back into the livingroom, pulling a mallet out of HammerSpace as she did.
Hotaru and the two hikaris looked at each other and sweatdropped as the sound of insane laughter and multiple whackings were heard.
"Don't make me Shi Shi Hokodan you!" That was unmistakably the voice of WSJ.
"Hey, since when are you Ryoga Hibiki?" That sounded like Yami-WSJ. "And besides, don't you have to be depressed to use Shi Shi Hokodan?"
"Believe you me, if you wreck this house I will be depressed. Hey! Malik! Put the flamethrower awa- Iiiiieeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fine! That's it! Bakusai Tenket!!!!!" (WSJ: I don't think that was quite right... Was it Ranma-fans? I'm new to this anime...)
There was a brief surge of power, a breifer surge of flame, and then, to the surprise of all, a metallic-sounding clang. Hotaru risked a glance around the door frame and immediatly wished she hadn't.
WSJ was standing beside a pile of unconcious bodies, including Yamis-Li, WSJ & SW, Malik, and Seto and Joey, who had apparently been caught in WSJ's Bakusai Tenket, the smoking camcorder beside them. Li, Bakura, and SW were standing in the corner, wide-eyed. Li was clutching Yami-Yugi (still unconcious) tightly against her. Everyone else was crowding around the door, eyes equally wide.
WSJ had apparently split a dimentional rift again, like she often did when she was angry, this time apparently into the Ranmaverse. Ryoga's green battle-aura had sprung up around her, and his trademarked yellow and black bandana was around her neck. Ukyou's giant battle-spatula was in one hand, and Akane's mallet was in the other. She was dressed in a combination of Ranma-chan's and Shampoo's clothes. She was breathing heavily, and her hair was fluffed up in a way that almost made her look like Kuno.
The authoress took a deep breath, and the green aura faded from around her. Everyone in the room who had been quietly holding their breath (which was everyone in the room) slowly let it out in releif. At least she hadn't tried for the Shi Shi Hokodan.
Hotaru was about to turn back to the kitchen when Bakura made himself noticible in front of her. "Erm, I think I'll come with you... It seems safer..." Hotaru noticed that he was fingering the ends of his hair, which were slightly singed from where he'd almost been hit with WSJ's Ryoga-esque blast. She resisted the erge to giggle.
A yell from WSJ caused her to panic, pull Bakura inside, and then close and lock the door. "Oh dear,"
"What?" Yugi asked, looking up from where he'd calmly been organising the ingredients.
Hotaru winced as the yell was echoed again, louder and more love-struck.
"P-CHAN!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Does that answer your question? He must have slipped through the rift along with Akane's mallet, Ukyou's spatula and Ranma and Shampoo's clothes. Man, I feel sorry for him..."
The YGO bishies, who had no idea what she was talking about, desided to ignore her. The two bishies, one authoress, one yami and single chibi worked on in silence, gathering ingredients and starting to follow the recepie, until Ryou began to hum, then sing.
"On the first day of Christmas, my lover gave to me-"
He was cut off by Yugi. "Lover? I always thought it was 'true love'?"
Ryou looked puzzled. "Oh... Well, the way Bakura always sang it-"
Bakura tried to be looking veeery closely at the chocoa he was pulling out of the cupboard suddenly.
"Newer min' dat!" Chibi-Malik piped in his lisped chibi-talk. "I gots one dat Li teached me!" He cleared his throat, and then began a very loud, warbling version, his version, of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen".
"Da' baffroom door said 'genddlemen', so I jus' walked right in!"
Yugi colored slightly and slapped his hand over CM's mouth, while Ryou paled. "Heard it," they both squeaked. Hotaru and Bakura gave them weird looks, which they chose to ignore. (Full version of that song (minus the lisp) will be at the bottom people! Rosie's the one who taught it to me, so I have her to thank.)
Hotaru grinned slightly, thankful that for the moment the others were occupied with CM. It gave her the perfect oppertunity to pull a small bottle out of her pocket and pour a little of the contents into the batter.
"Hotaru!"
Hotaru jumped at the harsh whisper and turned to face Bakura, who was looking at her sternly. "Eh heh, B-Bakura!"
He grinned at her sadisticly. "If you're going to Ex-Lax the batter," he said dangerously, checking over his shoulder to make sure neither Yugi nor Ryou could hear. "You do it like this." With that the yami grabbed the bottle and up-ended the whole thing into the batter, much to Hotaru's shock. "Now," he said viciously, grinning to desplay his fangs. "All we have to do is avoid the cookies."
Outside, the two women looking in the window gave each other long looks. "Should we warn them?"
"Nah, too much fun. Besides, maybe they'll feed one to P-chan!"
Her companion gasped. "How could you say such a thing!?!"
The first woman sweatdropped. "Kawaiikune! P-chan equals RYOGA!!!"
"Er, gomenasai... I know that. Old habits die hard. So we're just going to watch?"
"Until the cold gets too much to bear."
Ranma-chan and Akane grinned at each other and turned back to the windows.
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Okay, okay, this is quickly becoming a Ranma crossover. Not that I mind... I'm just wondering if ya'll mind. I've recently become very obsessed with Ranma, andI couldn't help working it in here... *grins* I'm thinking of bringing Konatsu into this too. He's such a cutie! *giggles*
Okay, here's the full version of CM's song. It's to the tune of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen".
The bathroom door said 'gentlemen'
So I just walked right in!
I'd like to find the creep who had the nerve to switch the signs!
'Cuz I have two black eyes and one high-heel up my behind,
Oh, now I'll never sit with comfort and joy,
Boy oh boy!
Now I'll never sit with comfort and joy...
Hm... Ya' know, that's beginning to remind me a lot of Seto and Joey... Can't you just picture Seto switching the male/female signs to get Joey beat up by a bunch of onnas? *snickers*
Chapter 6: The Ex-Lax is descovered, and Ranma and Akane come inside! But what the hell?! Otogi likes Akane, Mai likes Otogi, Joey likes Mai and Akane and Ranma-chan, but can't stand Ranma-kun. Ranma-kun thinks Hotaru is evil, and Katya is hot, but Katya hates his guts, while Hotaru's in love! (If either of you object to this, say so and I'll change it around) Malik likes Ranma-chan and- Hey wait! What are Ukyou and Konatsu doing here? Things are starting to get crowded... Meanwhile, WSJ seeks hot water to turn her beloved P-chan into her even-more-beloved Ryoga. Her beloved, naked Ryoga. Uh oh...
God bless minna-san! (see my bio for a full explenation of just who "Minna" is)