Disclaimer: I'm writing what the musses in my head tell me to write. Sue them. Wait, then you would be suing me. What am I thinking? Ok, everyone still retains their own personal copyrights.

Sorry it took so long. A good friend of mine has promised to do the editing work. Life has foranitly thrown him a curve ball. A healthy bundle of joy!

I thought I would put off the fic until I could start offering revised editions, but it looks like that will be a while. Any pre-readers would greatly be appreciated.

Final got the results back on that test I had for my learning disability. It's in remission. So practice makes perfect, any CONSTUCTIVE comments and advice will be greatly appreciated. (hint, hint, hint, hint, hint, hint, hint.)

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He stood outside of her door for several minutes, building up his nerve to confront her. Confront her he asked himself? What was there to confront her about? You made her uncomfortable. Way to go slick. Steeling his resolve, he knocks on Nabiki's door.

Mamoru gives up waiting and addresses the door. "Nabiki, its me, can I talk to you?"

He did not have to wait long for an answer.

Nabiki "Go away."

Mamoru expected this. "Listen Biki, I'm sorry I embarrassed you, that was never my intention." 'Biki, where did that come form?'

Nabiki "You got me in trouble with my father."

Mamoru smiled, they had all gotten an ear full. "We all got in trouble Nabiki, he is not mad at us, just a little disappointed. I got carried away just a little bit. I've not had this much fun in years. I would never do anything intentional to hurt anyone. I go out of my way not to hurt people."

Nabiki "What did my sister do to deserve that kind of tickling?"

Mamoru smile turned into a full brown grin at the memory. "She woke me up by telling me Ranma's mom had changed her mind about the situation. I had to prove that I was not defenseless and I don't like using words to hurt people. Listen, it's a little strange to talk through a door." He heard some giggling.

Nabiki "Come in."

Mamoru walks in and settles down on the floor. He looks up at her, admiring her brown eyes while waiting for her to speak.

Nabiki had a hard time controlling her ever-present poker face. "That she had coming then, I should have evaluated the situation."

Mamoru looks down at the floor gathering his thought. "Its understandable, you came in and saw a strange man on top of your sister in a compromising position. You reacted like a proper sister should."

Nabiki blinked at this. "Thank you. But why did you involve me."

Mamoru laughed. "You where being way to serious and I have yet to hear you laugh. I let up on Akane and winked at her. She winked back. In silent agreement, we decided to drag you in. You were simple dragged into the chaos. It was never her or my intention to hurt you. When you complained of pain I stopped and you fairly turned the table."

Nabiki considers what she has been told. "I see?.. There is just one thing I need to do?.."

Before he could react, Nabiki lunged at him, and delivered a hug and kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for understanding. We better get down there before they come up with some crazy ideas."

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Entering the dinning room for lunch, Nabiki sits down next to her sister and gives her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

After settling down Kasumi whispers to him. "What did you say to her?"

Mamoru whispers back. "What she needed to hear, the truth."

Soun interrupts their little conversation.

Soun "So what grade are you in Mamoru."

Mamoru blinks. "I graduated from College about six months ago. I'm twenty two years old in my other body."

Akane notes the age difference and tries to change the focuses of the conversation. "I'm attending my freshmen year in high school and Nabiki is a junior.

Mamoru grateful for the dodge, "Way to go you two. Mr. Tendo I was wondering if you could help me out with something?"

Soun "Yes son?"

Mamoru "I have no martial arts skills, and I have all sorts of memories of moves and the closest thing I can come up with is dances. Could you start me off on the basics? I would hate to see this body get out of shape and if I could learn anything."

Soun "Sure, we could handle that, but for Ranma's sake you will have to go to school."

Mamoru "Darn, well I had to try."

They hear someone coming in. The various Martial Artist after Ranma never had much in the way of manners. They watch a certain purple haired Amazon bounce into the room.

Shampoo bounced around the room. "Nehoo everyone, Great-Grandmother explain everything. No force myself on Mamoru. Here to protect Mamoru."

Mamoru smiles. "Why thank you Shampoo, Your assistance is greatly appreciated."

Akane frowns. "But, I can protect you Mamoru, I'm a Martial Artist."

Mamoru thinks before answering, better to brush and deflate her ego at the same time. "Akane, some of the people that may or may not go after me have a higher skill level than you and Shampoo put together. Safety in numbers."

Cologne makes her appearance startling everyone. "Mamoru is correct Akane, besides it won't hurt anything for my Grand-Daughter to attend school."

Shampoo sniffs at this "Shampoo already know everything she needs know."

Mamoru always hated this attitude. "Shampoo, the biggest mistake anyone one can make is believing they are so smart that they don't need, or have to, learn anything new."

Cologne smiles at wise youngster. "Once again Mamoru shows his wisdom. I have learned much since entering Japan. Much, I plan to take back to the village to make the tribe stronger. The world has passed us by, for better, or worse."

Shampoo sniffs. "Ok Shampoo understand, Shampoo goes to school."

Nabiki tries to throw in a loophole. "What about enrolment?"

Cologne looks at the young mercenary girl. She has a sharp mind. Maybe one day she could convince her to enter the village. She understands the value of family. "I was hoping you could help me with that Nabiki."

Nabiki frowns at this. "After all the grief you have caused my family."

Mamoru seeing he once again needs to defuse the situation steps in. "Nabiki, remember your lesson this afternoon. What happens if someone is there to attack me? Cologne has gone out of her way with nothing to gain, and not knowing what the future will hold.


During my nap I learned I had full access to Ranma's memories. I know what he feels and thinks, I know how he feels about Cologne, which I have shared with her already and Shampoo which at this time I will not share. Ranma is his own way respects Cologne and appreciates her interaction in his life. Of course, he will deny this if he is ever challenged.

I have no plans of simply going away when our body's switch. It's too interesting around here. The peace your father mentioned will continue until all is resolved one way or another.

Cologne do you think I should tell them?"

Cologne sighs. "I think it would be wise."

Akane blinks several times. "Tell us what?"

Mamoru reflects several moments before speaking. "In my state of unconsciousness I have direct contact with him. We have had two very revealing conversations and I am helping the poor lad who has not had a moments peace sort through the issues that is his life."

Cologne gasp. "So you have chosen to interfere?"

Mamoru looks at Cologne with sadden eyes. "He asked for my help and I'm not about to turn him away. I am a Southern Gentleman and I will never turn my back on those who are in need. What would you prefer Cologne, that he run away? He is at that point right now. Keep in mind he has the skills to do it."

Cologne cringes at this news. "I apologize. We, all of use had no idea."

Mamoru smiles at the old woman who appears to have aged several years. "No reason to apologize Cologne, just give the boy his space. No matter his final decision, I will try to guide him to incorporate everyone so that no one is deeply hurt or left out. He knows now that there is no way to avoid the pain his final decision will create. Many of these messes where not created by him, but he is the one who has to clean them up. Its time for him to stop responding and time to act." He sighs audibly after speaking. He puts his head between his hands and speaks his thoughts aloud. "I wonder if this is just an accident some times? (sigh)." He realizes what he has said then looks up to see everyone look at him with saucer eyes.

Looking at Shampoo, Akane, and Nabiki. "I'm sorry you three had to hear that, some things are best left in the dark. I trust you will discuss this with Ukyou?"

Akane on the verge of tears. "Yes."

Mamoru noticing everyone is starting to tear up. "Ok everyone, none of this, I declare a group hug."

Cologne looks confused. "Group hug?"

Mamoru "A tradition I like to practice. Normally preformed after a stressful event, by the group that went through that event."


Everyone goes into Mamoru's group hug and stay there for several moments.

Mamoru speaks again. "You should all know this, Genma kept Ranma from making any friends in his childhood and the only family he ever had was his father. He in his own way considers everyone that is not out to kill him his family. It's the one thing he has always wanted. It's one of his hang-ups in making a final decision."

Nabiki flinches, then sighs. "We suspected, but we were never sure. You sure he won't be mad at you for revealing his deepest darkest secrets?"

Mamoru smirks. "He probably will be mad, but he will get over it once he realizes he does not have to over compensate for everything. Cologne I just had a flash of inspiration, but I need to discuses it with you at some point."

Breaking the group hug Cologne looks up at him. "That will be fine. When would you like to talk."

Mamoru "After school tomorrow, Tendo-son is going to help me work on some martial arts moves as my mind works with what Ranma's mind and body already know."

Cologne "I will be here that evening to evaluate your skills. Shampoo as soon as Mamoru is safely home you must come strait home."

Shampoo "Yes Great-Grandmother."

Cologne and Shampoo leave shortly after that leaving the Tendo family to their own thoughts. Mamoru could have sworn he heard crying before finally falling into a restful sleep himself.

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Waking up he prepares for school. The events of yesterday run through his mind. 'Mamoru, just what the hell have you gotten yourself into?' Eating a somber breakfast with everyone else, he allows himself to be dragged around by Nabiki as she takes care of the enrollment needs of both Shampoo and him. Before he knows it he is standing in front of Ranma's class next to Shampoo. He could not believe how simply the school officials took the news. Then again considering the strangest of this district anything was possible. Especially with Ranma, chaos seemed to follow him around in spades. His introspective is interrupted when he hears the teacher speak. A teacher who looked like a child? He had thought that the girls were only teasing him, looks like he was wrong.

"Ok class today we have one and 1/2 new students. Shampoo, one of Ranma's fiancés has joined our class. Ranma has been in an accident causing some sort of identity switch. In Ranma's body is a new student. His name is Mamoru, I expect you to give both of them a warm welcome. I expect both of you to be on your best behavior."

There is a short disruption in the class when one of the students starts jumping up and down yelling. "I won, I won." It took the instructor several minutes to get the class to calm down. No body had ever expected to win one of Nabiki's long shoots, but the payout was lucrative.

Shampoo and Mamoru listen as the instructor once again reminds them to be on their best behavior. Both bow to the teacher. "Yes Ma'am."

Ukyou looks upset. She finally asks Akane. "What is going on? Accident?"

Akane looks over at her rival. "Uhko, I'll explain at lunch. Ranma is safe right now, so don't worry."

The instructor caught their conversation but did not interrupt them until they were finished. If the chef did not get some sort of answer, then she would have caused a disruption. Better to let it out of her system considering the subject matter. Noticing it was only a quick conversation she continues class.

"If that's all I'll began today's English lesson. Ok???

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The class went on uneventfully much to the disappointment of the Chi Vampire. Seeing how much of a resource her new student is in English was. She puts him to work helping the other students. None of the JET program teachers wanted anything to do with this school. (I want into the JET program, I want into the JET program, I want into the JET program. For those who don't know. Japan hires US citizens who's native language is English. The applicant must have a Bachelors degree. JET is the government program, and you must work for at least one year.)

Time flew by and Mamoru found himself being led for lunch to a giant oak that provided a nice amount of shade. The conversation quickly turned to him.

Ukyou "I can't believe how Ranma got all those questions right in English, his punctuation was impeccable. Almost no accent."

Mamoru blances at this and corrects. "Uhko, please call me Mamoru, My identity is native to America and I am a College graduate. This is all review to me, I am worried about Japanese history."

Before anyone could respond, a resounding challenge could be heard across the schoolyard.

"Prepare to Die Ranma."


Mamoru looks around for Ryouga, only to not see him. Shampoo ends his frantic search.

Shampoo yells. "Its silly stick boy, no worry Shampoo take care of."

Before Kuno even gets a chance to approach Mamoru; Shampoo yells four and knocks Kuno over the school wall.

Mamoru laughs aloud and points at the flying Kendoist. "Look it's a bird, No it's a plane, No it's Super Idiot. Able to fly over tall buildings in a single punt, slower than a simple clue, more stupid than Ranma's own father, he is from the planet Idiocy, Humanities mission, to save him from himself."

All most the entire courtyard breaks out in royal laughter at Mamoru's antics.

Akane sniffs. "I had no idea you could be so mean."

Mamoru face faults. "You did not find it funny?"

Akane giggles. "Yes I did, but that's besides the point, how could you insult the writers of Superman like that?"

Mamoru dies of laughter.


Another chapter over, time to edit the next.

Jer, thanks for the kind words of support, and the betting pool idea. :)