Mamoru "Well children, your father was not the athletic, healthy, specimen you see today. At one point I was a fat, and out of shape slob."
"O man, it is so hot, but just one more mile and I will have hit the five hundred mile mark. That breeze coming off the river is taking a bite out of the humidity. Just think , ten months ago you could not even complete a mile with out stopping to rest, and now you're doing fifteen-minute miles. This track is starting to look a little bleak, I wish I could have some sort of change in routine; the hiking trail is also starting to look boring. I need a change and in a bad way. The business is just taking to much time to do anything else." Mamoru thought to himself while walking as briskly as he could while keeping his heart rate in the target zone.
A few raindrops begin to fall at the half-mile marker of the long gravel track in North Georgia. For the most part it is flat with only two small hills for a quick pulse rate change. The river that runs next to the track can be spotted through the buffer zone occasionally with the rustling of leaves offering comfort as the wind rushes through them. The squirrels and rabbits have become use to the walkers and joggers as they sit on the well-kept lawn of the track munching. Paying almost no attention to any of the two legged humans.
The peace was shattered when thunder starts to roll at the three quarter mile maker.
"Damn, it will take another three and a half minutes to reach my car. (That's a fourteen-minute mile if done consistently. A very brisk pace, about 4.1 miles an hour.) I'll have to wait until I get home to stretch. I'm going to be in pain tomorrow. It was not suppose to do this today." Mamoru said to himself.
The closer he got to the mile marker, the worse the storm intensified. While there was not much rain, the sky was constantly lite by the ever advancing lightening in the storm. Just as he reached the mile marker tragedy stuck. Or to be more specific, lighting stuck a lone walker whose life had just been turned on its ear. Just as that one bolt finished its job the storm dissipated as if it had never happen. The peace of the track returned as quickly as it had fled. Some concerned joggers ran up to him and dialed 911 immediately. The rescue squad in a modest town in the rolling foot hills of North Georgia just had their boring day get interesting.
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At the exact same time in Nerima, Tokyo, Japan a martial artist is having a bad day, or should we say night. Dose it even matter? He could not remember the last peaceful moment he had. Even in his sleep was uneventful with all the nightmares. Those around him either wanted to kill, fight, manipulate, train, or marry him.
Ryoga had started slugging it out with Ranma on sight. He had attacked without any kind of verbal challenge, and was pounding Ranma into the ground in a rather brutal fight. Ranma's crime this time? Ranma had dared to take his Akane to a dance
Akane was trying her best to break them up. For her troubles she found herself in the direct path of one of Ryoga's Ki blast.
Ranma sighed when he realized Akane was going to take a hit.. Having no choice he stood still and took the blast.
Ryoga realizing that he had almost hit Akane stopped to apologize to her only to get malted by Akane.
A funny thing about darkness, it is always, and constantly dark, and you almost never wake up without a throbbing headache.
"O man what hit me, I feel like I was run over by a truck. I wonder if I'm in the hospital. I asked for a change, but this is ridiculous. I know the expression you get what you wish for can sometimes come true... Well, Mamoru its time to open your eyes and face the world again. Why is it so difficult to open my eyes? The light, can't stand it, it's to bright." Mamoru thought.
"Could someone please turn off the light? It's hurting my eyes and giving me a headache."
"One second Ranma." A male voice answered.
"Ranma? Why are you speaking English?" A female voice questioned.
"Ranma? What the hell? Did they not check the ID in my wallet, and why the hell would I not be speaking English in Georgia? That almost sounded like Japanese. Mamoru, you have been watching way to much Anime, get a grip." He chided himself quitely.
"Why would I not be speaking English. I'm still in Georgia aren't I? Its not like I was carried off in some sort of tornado in the Wizard of Oz. Well, there was the storm, and I was out of it, but still there is no way I changed location" He continued to think to himself.
The lights dim and a very confused Mamoru takes in his new environment.
Mamoru looks at the charts on the first wall he spots.
"Why is all the writing in Japanese?" He questioned himself.
He then looks at the two people in the room with him.
"You look like a doctor. But who the hell are you, why no name tag? And what is that girl doing in this examination room? She does not even look like a nurse." He wanted to yell but keeps his thoughts to himself.
Dreading what he is going to see he examines himself for injury.
"Why are my legs so short, and why am I so muscular? This is not even my body! What the hell is going on?" He almost yelled aloud.
Trying not to panic until he got some details or a towel he cracks a joke.
"Looks like I'm not in Georgia any more." He said, trying to reassure himself while fighting off a major panic.
He cringes back and raises his hands when the girl produces a mallet out of nowhere.
"RANMA, NO BAKA" The girl yells while taking a swing it at him.
Mamoru sighs in relief when the Doctor grabs the handle and talks to the girl.
Dr. "Akane, he is delirious, and does not know where he is or who we are. Please be patient with him for a minute."
Mamoru concentrates really hard looking at his memory trying to remember some Japanese out of his sophomore year of college. When he speaks to his surprise he speaks with no accent and perfectly. "With all due respect, get that slap happy girl out of here until I can sort things out."
Dr. "Akane, for now I think its best that you leave."
Akane shocked by Ranma's response tries to argue. "But Dr. Tofu."
Dr. Tofu "Akane, right now he is stressed and as far as he is concerned is in a unfamiliar environment. Please give me a chance to talk to him and examine him before any judgment calls are made."
Akane looks down at the floor sad eyed "Yes Dr. Tofu."
Mamoru watches Akane leave and sits back to relax with an audible sigh.
Dr. Tofu looking at his patient notices that his Ki patterns are out of what he considers normal for the young man.
"Ok, something strange is going on here, lets see if we can get to the bottom of this medical mystery." Dr. Tofu thought.
"All right young man, mind telling me that last thing you remember." Dr. Tofu question with his best bedside manner.
Mamoru searches for the right words. "Well Dr?. Tofu??"
Mamoru waited until he received a nod in the affirmative.
"The last thing I remember is walking towards my car at the jogging track I always go to. It was storming something furious and I was concerned about getting struck by lightening. The next thing I know, I am wakening up in your office where there is a lot of writing in Japanese and a mallet-wielding girl willing to knock me across the head. Everyone is speaking in Japanese and I find myself speaking it very well. Considering English is my native language and I only took a year of Japanese?. This is scarring me, what the hell is going on?" Mamoru managed to babble out.
Dr. Tofu considers what he is told for several moments. "Walking towards your car? Where are you from?"
Mamoru answers the question as quickly as possible without giving to much away. "North Georgia sir, USA."
Dr. Tofu glances at his patients Chi once again. "You claim you remember a storm and I know Ranma was struck by a Chi blast. Hum, what is your name young man?"
Mamoru decides that the doctor can be partially trusted. "Mamoru sir, though I take it right now that everyone knows my as Ranma."
Dr. Tofu "You're a observant individual Mamoru, can you tell me about height, weight, base lines?"
Mamoru "6'9", 285, resting heart rate of 57, Blood pressure 130/80? That's all the numbers I know right now."
Dr. Tofu "Humm, over weight, high blood pressure,, but you seem to be doing well with your cardiovascular work. I'd say you have been doing some form of aerobic exercise and are coming off a very high weight."
Mamoru "Ya, I've been working on it, I weighed 318 a few months ago, and have been doing some fitness walking, changed my diet, and have been working on toning."
Dr. Tofu "Well keep up the work. Do you mind if I examine your Chi? Your life force energy if you don't know what that is."
Mamoru "Sure, why not? You could tell me that the moon was made out of cheese right now and I would believe you. Its like I was in the Twilight Zone or something."
Mamoru patiently waits as Dr. Tofu pokes and prods him for several minutes.
Dr. Tofu "Well Mamoru, I do have an opinion, but I would like a second opinion. Do you mind if I call in a specialist?"
Mamoru "Sure why not, how many people does it take to tell me I've died and gone to hell?"
Dr. Tofu "Your very much alive Mamoru. I just need Cologne to confirm my opinion pertaining to this situation."
Mamoru "Do what ever you need to do Dr."
Dr. Tofu "Akane? Could you please come in here for second?"
Akane enters the room with dread and worry. "It is about time." She thought. "If anything has happen to him, I don't know what I'll do.'
"Yes Dr. Tofu?" Akane question upon entering the room. "What is it? Will Ranma be alright?"
Dr. Tofu turned his attention away from Mamoru and to Akane. "Physically he is just fine. Mentally? He is sound, but is not Ranma, I need you to fetch Cologne before I make my finally prognoses."
Dr. Tofu then turns his attention back to Mamoru. "I'm going to apply some pressure points so you can sleep. OK?"
Mamoru quickly thanks the Dr. Tofu, and then turns his attention to Akane
"Akane? I'm sorry about my reaction earlier. I'm in a strange environment, and strange things are happening. I don't respond very well to rude awakening. This is a stressful situation and I responded badly. Thank you for your concern, Ranma is a lucky person to have someone like you worry about them."
Mamoru gets a deep personal satisfaction at watching Akane blush, and surpasses a laugh as he watches her run out the door.
Akane in a deep blush rushes out the door to the Cat Café deep in thought.. "Something is wrong I just know it. But this new personality is nice; I can live with it until Ranma gets better. I must be getting to complacent about strange things happening, then again with Ranma, you can never tell."
The sprint was quickest she had ever done. Before Akane knew it she was banging on the closed restaurant door.
Akane was trying desperately to get the attention of any of the Amazons who are setting up the restaurant for the day.
Much to Akane's frustration, Shampoo was the Amazon that answered the door with a very irritated look on her face.
Akane ignored the sour look.
"Shampoo, -- I need -- to talk your -- Great-Grandmother." Akane said in between gasp..
Shampoo attempts to close the door on Akane while waving her away. "Great-Grandmother busy, no have time for rude violent girl."
Akane puts her foot in the door and winches when it is pinched between the door and door frame. "Ranma's been hurt, and Dr. Tofu wants a second opinion. Where is your Great-Grandmother Shampoo?"
Shampoo had a small but guarded panicked look on her face. "Ranma hurt? What Violent Girl do this time?"
Akane cringes at this question knowing it's perfectly fair for Shampoo to be asking.
"Ryoga fired off a ki blast and Ranma took the hit. The blast was, the blast was heading in my direction, and I didn't have time to move. -- Ranma was out for a half hour, when he woke up he claimed not to be Ranma." Akane clamored out in frustration, not able to clearly say what had happen.
The familiar sound of wood hitting wood came from the stairwell to the living quarters of the restaurant . Shampoo turned around to watch her Great-Grandmother approach.
"Now what is all the ruckus about children?" Cologne asked after approaching the two high strung girls.
Akane sighs and then goes into her second explanation for the day.
"I see." Cologne said after a moment of silent thought. "This dose not bode well, and Dr. Tofu sent you to fetch me?"
"Yes Elder Cologne." Akane said with as much respect as possible while swallowing her pride.
"Please help him Cologne." Akane thought.
"I wonder what the good Doctor hopes to learn from me." Cologne pondered allowed, not noticing the pained looks of both Akane and Shampoo. "The male knows everything I know."
"Shampoo, Moose!" Cologne called out. "Get the restaurant in order, I am off to Dr. Tofu's, do not open the Restaurant for the morning crowed until I return."
Akane found herself having a very difficult time chasseing the wizened old woman back to the Doctor's clinic.
"Welcome Elder Cologne." Dr. Tofu said as he noticed the Amazon enter his examination room.
"Akane, if you could please stay in the waiting room." Dr. Tofu quickly added.
Dr. Tofu watched in silence as Cologne examined Ranma, no Mamoru who was currently asleep on the table.
"What is your conclusion Doctor?" Cologne finally asked after several long and agonizing minutes of silence.
Dr. Tofu sighed.
"I'm a little confused to be truthful." Dr. Tofu admitted sleeplessly. "As you know, Ranma was hit by a Ki blast. At first I thought it was just energy overload, and that he would need to sleep it off."
Dr. Tofu waited for Cologne to tell him to go on.
"When the patient finally did wake, he showed confusion and disorientation. Upon questioning him, I thought that there might be a temporary personality displacement scenario going on." Dr. Tofu stated.
"Upon a deeper chi scan, I discovered this chi fluctuation that seems to thread off somewhere." Dr. Tofu informed Cologne.
"Take a look at this Chi location, its so small I almost missed it the second time, but it appears to be tied to someone else." Dr. Tofu points out, and gives his final theory to Cologne.
Cologne nods indicating that she understood the information and was reflecting on it. 300 + years of knowledge was a lot to go through, especially with the unfamiliar.
"Do you know if there was any sort of server energy blast?" Cologne questioned, breaking her silence.
Dr. Tofu answered. "As you probably already know, Ranma took a Ki Blast and Mamoru believes he was stuck by lightening. I've already checked with the hospital in the area he claims to be from and they do have a Lighting strike victim with his name. I have not told those quacks over there any thing, as they do not believe in Ki. We have enough problems over here as it is."
Cologne nodes in understanding.
"I never thought I would see this Doctor. This has only been told in ledgens and theorized on, but this looks like a soul transfusion of some sort. I have no idea how to treat or heal this condition. The best we can do is offer counseling and hope that a cure will present itself when we get the two people to meet."
Dr. Tofu nodes in understanding.
"Further more, due to Ranma enemies and adversaries. I would advise that Mamoru not be alone 24/7 for any reason." Cologne further reasoned.
Dr. Tofu bites back a chuckle getting an odd look from Cologne.
"Just how many male friends dose Ranma have, that would be willing to defend him, let alone his body?" Dr. Tofu asked while trying to keep a straight face.
Cologne kackled in laughter at the question.
"O, this will certainly be -- entertaining, for these old bones." Cologne answered between breaths."
This was originally the start of my fan fiction, but the mussing in my head at the walking track insisted on somehow working a relationship between Mamoru and Nabiki, and to include children.
I thought I would try something with a strange twist. This one has been going through my head for a few weeks now as I work towards getting into shape. Some people will most likely enjoy it while others will hate it. All I have got to say is "If you don't like it, don't read it." I have no idea what I'm doing, so feed back is greatly appreciated.
The basic premise is straitening out Ranma's universe with almost no violence (Force may be used.). Yep the all-knowing, all-powerful fanfic author is going to solve everything. The only thing on the mind of my character is self-preservation. Imagine a body switch with Ranma with all the memories of his and none of the hang-ups. I have no idea if this has been done before and personally don't care. I've gone through a quarter of the archive (Ranma Archive) so far and have not seen anything. Update, I did find something with the same concept, but it's not a body switch as far as I can tell. It's a merger with more than one character and it's a self-insertion. This one is not.
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Ookii (Big) Mamoru (Protector, Guardian)
Big Mamoru (Old English/ Protector, Guardian)