Ranma 1/2 Honor and Love
(Yet Another) Ranma/Sailor Moon Crossover
Episode 07: Old... Friends
By Kevin D. Hammel
Ranma 1/2 is property of Rumiko Takahashi. Publication Rights are held by Viz in The US and Shogakukan in Japan. Sailor Moon is property of Naoko Takeuchi. Publication rights held by Kodansha Ltd. in Japan and Mixx Entertainment in the US. My purpose is to honor these creators and their works. No infringement intended.
***
The sound of her parents in the living room was like an alarm clock to Hotaru. She still felt tired, but wanted to be sure Mama and Papa heard all about her wonderful day with big sister Kasumi. With a yawn, she shrugged out of her pajamas and put on a skirt and blouse.
"Kasumi, how's Hotaru-chan doing?" a concerned Michiru asked, wordlessly seconded by Haruka.
Kasumi added a gentle smile as she replied. "She's fine. I checked her just a few minutes ago and she was sleeping soundly."
"Do you think she's sick?" Haruka asked.
"Oh, no. I checked her temperature, and it was normal. I just think she over-exerted herself."
The hesitant creak of a door announced Hotaru. All three turned to see the brightly smiling girl. "I feel much better, especially since Kasumi-san was able to take care of me, Papa and Mama!" The girl happily announced.
Kasumi glanced at her watch, then bowed to offer a quick apology. "Excuse me please, the meal I cooked is ready to be served." She looked down at Hotaru, to speak to the girl personally. "Are you hungry Hotaru-chan?"
"Sure, Kasumi-san. After resting all day, I' really really hungry." Hotaru quietly replied.
"Good, Hotaru-chan, I'm glad you're better." Michiru responded with a pleased expression as Kasumi withdrew to the kitchen. She turned to Haruka, "What do you think, Dear? Should we talk to her about what we discussed?"
Haruka paused a moment to look thoughtful before responding. "Let's wail 'til dinner. That's always a good time to talk things over."
The phone rang. "Excuse me!" Michiru said, as she walked over to pick it up. "Hello" She answered, wondering whom it was. "Oh, hello Makoto." She replied with an indifferent look, which became a look of surprise as she continued to listen. "She asked to see NEPTUNE?" As she listened further, surprise gave way to understanding. "Certainly. We're just about to eat dinner right now, but yes, I agree it would better to bring her here." She finally she concluded by saying, "Same to you. Goodbye, Makoto."
Michiru hung up the phone and turned to Hotaru. "Hotaru, that was Makoto. It seems that Ranma's friend from China is asking about Sailor Neptune."
Hotaru couldn't help but smile. "That's cool, Michiru-mamma. So is Ranma bringing her over here? Maybe you'll get a Senshi too." She looked over at Kasumi, who was putting dinner in serving bowls. "I wonder if your Senshi will be as nice as mine."
"I hope so, Hotaru-chan." Michiru replied, her eyes telling of her understated excitement.
"Dinner's ready." Kasumi announced after the conversation was concluded.
The meal was nearly over before Michiru decided to direct the conversation the way her family wanted. "So, Kasumi, your sisters are nearly grown. Do you have any plans for YOUR future?"
Kasumi stared at a small clump of rice pinned between her chopsticks. Since her mother's death, she had been likewise trapped. Forced to become a mother at nine, so her sisters could grow up. But... none of them had really turned out the way they could have. Akane gave in to her anger, to cope with her loss. It seemed like Nabiki had become largely self-centered. No... that wasn't right. Kasumi knew the household finances and recognized her sister's contribution. And Kasumi herself...
Had taken her mother's place. Food was cooked, housekeeping chores lovingly performed, but none of them had turned out like they would have if Mother hadn't... Her chopsticks clattered to the plate. "Oh, I'm sorry. I... was thinking about my past."
Michiru looked a bit concerned. "Kasumi, I understand. Your life was all planned and quite fulfilling, after a fashion. You gave up what you were, what you could have been... for your family. Like a mother is supposed to do, at least by tradition. In our household however, Haruka and I share the burden."
"What about me, Michiru-mamma? I help with the dishes... sometimes." Hotaru asked, not wanting to be excluded from the family.
"But, Michiru-san. Akane-chan was only five." Kasumi protested.
Michiru nodded, then continued, "And now she's sixteen, almost a grown woman. Ready to stand on her own. You should be proud." A glance at Kasumi showed she was.
"But, Michiru-san, none of us children turned out the way we should have if mother had..." She couldn't go on, eyes speaking of the pain her voice could not.
"You did a fine job of helping your sisters grow up, Kasumi. I couldn't imagine doing what you've done when I was nine. Be proud of all you've done. But also, don't forget that you have a life to live. Maybe it's time to let go of your mother's life, to trade it for your own."
"But, what about father?" She asked. Did her face show concern for his well-being or fear of changing the familiar?
Michiru decided Kasumi's expression was a little of both, as she considered her response. "Kasumi, no buts. Please. It's time for you to chase your dreams, like your sisters have. It's your time at last."
Again she defended her father... or was it use him for an excuse to escape change? "But... Excuse me, Father still needs..."
"What does your dad need, Kasumi? He's a grown man, and can look after himself. Don't try to hide behind your old man, it's time for you to be Kasumi not... Keiko?" Haruka asked, not certain she remembered the name of Soun's wife.
"Yes, Keiko." Assertiveness made a visit to Kasumi's face as she continued. "I'll think about what you have said tonight. I will try to find a way to... finally let go. I promise."
"Thanks, Auntie Kasumi!" a smiling Hotaru added.
"Sure, Hotaru-chan." Kasumi replied with an expression of her own happiness.
***
Two girls walked home alone from school. There was none of the excitement that usually flowed around them. No young men offering entreaties for dates... or to beat them up for dates, no new business opportunities either. In fact, no one was around, because school had gotten out a while ago, except for these two girls.
"Detention, I've NEVER have gotten dentition before, Big Sister. I mean, why did it happen to me?" Akane asked with a sour expression.
"Because, sis, we HAD to go to Juuban this morning." Nabiki replied with a grim smile.
"HAD to go? We only went because YOU dragged Kasumi and me out of bed this morning. If we hadn't gone..." It looked like a storm was in Tendou Akane's forecast.
Nabiki stopped, and actually ALMOST looked angry. "Akane, WHAT would have happened if we didn't go? Would Ranma or Makoto be alive? What about Callisto or Ami-chan... would they have made it? And poor Mrs. Saotome... Akane, PLEASE think before you open your big mouth!"
Akane stopped and blinked a few times. She turned to her sister, torn over how to respond. So she answered with a yell, "My big mouth! Why Nabiki... I'll..."
Nabiki couldn't be right, could she? No, and even if she was, Akane would never admit it. Akane's right foot crashed down as she prepared stomp off in anger. She was NOT going to admit Nabiki might... just might... be right!
"Akane!" Nabiki shouted.
Akane froze in her tracks. Nabiki was not one to shout at her. She turned to see... tears marring her sister's face.
"Akane, this isn't a game anymore. You can't be 'Little Miss Spoiled Brat Martial Artist' right now. Storming off won't fix ANYTHING, and people might... will die because of it." Nabiki said with the chilling certainty she usually reserved for business transactions.
"And who are you to talk, Nabiki? All you care about is yourself, and your money." Akane tossed back.
"Our money, Akane-chan. Daddy doesn't take in nearly enough to support the dojo... I have to keep things moving."
"That's not all you do. You seem to spend a lot on clothes, and manga, and..." Akane fired back.
"You're right. I don't JUST use my money to help the family out... BUT if a little money will balance the books, I always seem to find some." Nabiki replied.
Akane pondered her sister's words. Maybe Nabiki DID do more than she gave her credit for. Coming to a conclusion, Akane dusted off some words she hadn't used in a while as she continued. "I'm sorry Nabiki." She offered, looking genuinely apologetic.
Nabiki's face was full of gratitude as she responded. "Thanks, Akane. This is more than you, or me, or Kasumi. I never thought I'd be able to do what I've done, both in changing my outlook a little, and on the battlefield. But I have, and I NEED to keep doing it, because it's important."
"But how can we help if all the rest of them live in Juuban?" Akane asked, looking genuinely puzzled.
"And how can Kasumi help Hotaru and her friends when she lives in Nerima? We've got to find some way of moving there."
"But... what about Daddy?" Akane asked, concerned for her father's welfare.
"I think things can be worked out, if we all work together. In fact, I'll try to set up the paperwork for the two of us to transfer." Her face became playful as she continued, "But what will you do without Kunou-baby and your fan club, Little Sister?"
Suddenly, Akane saw that there were a whole lot of benefits to moving to another district. "I don't know, Big Sister" She replied with mock concern. "But I'm sure I'll think of something."
Nabiki returned to her businesswoman guise, thrusting a hand out to her sister. "So, Akane, are you in?"
Akane took the hand, and shook. "Sure, Big Sister."
**
Kikuko lead her retinue to Michiru and Haruka's house. Following the redheaded schoolgirl were Makoto, Kikuko's Amazon friend Shampoo, and Shampoo's great-grandmother Cologne. Makoto and Michiru had decided that this would probably be a better place to introduce Shampoo to Sailor Neptune than in a public ice-cream parlor. On the way over, Kikuko and Makoto had been careful about mentioning any names, save Sailor Neptune. It was better to let Michiru, Haruka, and Hotaru decide how much to tell Ranma's friends.
"Okay, here it is!" Kikuko said at last. Turning, she hurried up to the door and rang the bell. There wasn't any response. Kikuko knocked. "It's me, Kikuko! I brought my friend Shampoo to meet you!"
A confused melange of light poured from under the door. Kikuko turned to Makoto, who nodded and winked. Then Kikuko answered with an affirmative shake of her own head.
Sailor Neptune opened the door, seeing Kikuko and Makoto. Behind her two friends were two people she didn't recognize... a girl about Kikuko's age, and an elderly woman. "Hello, I am Sailor Neptune." She said with a polite bow.
The crone hopped to the door using her staff with speed that surprised Neptune. "Pleased to meet you. I am Elder Cologne of the Joketsuzoku Amazons."
The girl chimed in next, "Shampoo also Amazon, hello. Sailor Neptune have pen? Sailor Neptune know cats?"
Kikuko shuddered at the mention of her nemeses.
Neptune studied the gaijin girl who might be HER Senshi. She could see anticipation and... fear on Shampoo's face. Anticipation was easy to understand, but fear? "Come in, please?" The Senshi said as she stepped back from the doorway to admit her visitors.
"Thank you, Sailor Neptune." Cologne offered, as the party entered the house.
Soon, everyone was clustered around the table in the living room and introductions were made. Shampoo was surprised to see four Sailor Senshi, Sailor Neptune, as well as Uranus, Saturn, and Titan. It seemed that Sailor Titan was a Senshi of one of Saturn's moons. Just like Triton would be of Neptune's.
"So, Shampoo, what do you know about me?" Sailor Neptune asked to start the conversation.
"Shampoo dream. See Moon Spirit Triton. Triton tell Shampoo get pen from Sailor Neptune. Shampoo get pen now?" She asked, unable to keep the keen anticipation she felt out of her eyes.
Neptune held out the pen to the girl. If she WAS Sailor Triton, she would know what to do.
Shampoo looked in awe at the beautiful device, which was a deep magenta, almost purple. She closed her eyes, and held it in both hands. "At last." She lowered her voice in reverence. "Shanna become Sailor Senshi."
Who's Shanna? became the question on most minds in the room.
Standing, the young Amazon raised the pen in her right hand, speaking her transformation phrase "Triton Lumina Power. Make up!" After the magenta light show died down, Sailor Triton stood there, looking down at herself. She couldn't keep tears away. Facing Neptune, she smiled in heartfelt gratitude. "Thank you, Sailor Neptune. You give Sha... Sailor Triton great great gift. You make Shanna dream come true after one thousand year."
"Shanna's dream? Who is Shanna?" Neptune asked, genuinely concerned.
"Bring cats, Shampoo... Shanna... Sailor Triton tell."
"Cats?" Neptune asked her new Senshi.
"Artemis... and Luna." Triton said, going from smile to frown in the space of a simple declaration. "Shampoo have another life. Long long ago. Shampoo old name Shanna." She turned to Kikuko. "Shampoo know Ranma not like cats. Ranma go before cats come here."
Kikuko smiled. "Thanks, Shampoo. I'll go soon, but." She looked at Makoto as she continued. "I need to show you my secret too." In an instant, her own henshin pen was in her hand. In just a few seconds more, Sailors Io and Jupiter joined the gathering.
Shampoo hugged Kikuko. "Ranma Sailor Senshi too! Shampoo very very very happy."
Cologne didn't know WHAT to make of this. A BOY could actually become a Sailor Senshi? Of course, 'Kikuko', as Ranma seemed to be called in his cursed form, was a girl... sometimes.
Io struggled to escape from Triton's vice-like grip. "Yeah, Shampoo. I'm Sailor Io. Will ya let go, please?"
Shampoo complied with her friend's wish, content to smile at Ranma.
A thought popped into Jupiter's head. "Uranus, why don't you see if you can get Sailor Venus and Sailor Moon to bring their cats? Io and I will go home now, okay?"
"That good Idea, Sailor... Triton-not-know-name." Shampoo remarked.
"The name's Jupiter. No, not just Jupiter... SAILOR Jupiter." Jupiter said, looking down at the shorter neo Senshi. She was very glad Triton was Neptune's problem.
After reverse transformations, Makoto and Kikuko left.
***
"So Kikuko, who's Shampoo?" Makoto asked her friend.
"Well, after my dad died, I was a mess. There was a village of Amazons near the springs. They helped me get better. Cologne let me stay with her at her house, while she fixed up all the travel stuff. Shampoo's her great-granddaughter, and she became my friend while I was there.
"She seems a LOT more than a friend." Makoto asked accusingly.
"But that's all she is. Honest, Mako-chan." Kikuko said defensively.
"You mean she's not your girlfriend, Kikuko?" Makoto asked, with an accusing glare.
Kikuko didn't even notice the accusation as she simply explained the situation. "Well, she's a girl and she's my friend..."
Makoto thought for a while before responding. "Okay, let me say it another way. You mean you're not her boyfriend?"
Kikuko's face showed her disbelief at Makoto's question. "Well, that's impossible. When I heard that the village was run by girls, I decided maybe I should stay be a girl for a while. Shampoo doesn't even KNOW I'm a guy. 'Sides she's already got a husband and a guy who chases after her!"
Makoto's face was a depiction of jealousy as she commented. "A husband and a guy who chases after her? Well, she is cute."
Conversation was interrupted by a figure that dropped from a rooftop in front of them. The unknown assailant held a... spatula? He appeared to be a boy, and his stance showed that he knew how to use the seemingly ludicrous weapon. "Saotome Kikuko, is it?" He asked while glaring at the redhead.
Kikuko assumed a casual stance as she answered. "Yep."
Makoto stared down at the newcomer. "And I'm Kino Makoto."
"I'm not attacking you guys, I'm just lookin' for some info. But I WILL defend myself." The young man said as he assumed a combat stance.
Both Makoto and Kikuko's jaws dropped as they saw the sign of one of Jupiter's moons on the youth's forehead.
"M... Mako-chan. Do ya see?" Kikuko asked in shock.
"Sure do, Kiku-chan." She whispered. "But he's a... a... boy..." She continued as her voice trained off. Makoto turned to address the boy, "Okay. Maybe we do have some information for you. But first, how 'bout you providing some for me, Like your name. Heck, you already know our names..."
"I am an angel of vengeance, seeking to punish the Saotome clan for wrecking my life." He shouted, thrusting the spatula Kikuko's direction for emphasis as he spoke.
"Well, I never saw 'Angel of Vengeance' in the phone book. What's your real name?" Kikuko asked in a rock steady voice, totally unfazed by the boy's display.
"Why should I tell YOU? You're a Saotome, and you live at their house, so you are my enemy!" The boy shouted as he lunged at Kikuko, who dodged.
The battle continued for several minutes, the boy would strike at Kikuko, then she would dodge each attack.
"Please... this... ain't... doin'... nothin'." Kikuko said between dodges.
Makoto had seen enough. "Stop!" She shouted, causing both combatants to pause and look. Makoto looked at the boy. " I saw a mark on you head, the mark of one of Jupiter's moons..."
"What do you know about that?" He asked.
"This..." Makoto said as she presented a henshin pen to the winded youth. "I guess you must be Sailor Ganymede. But... How does a boy become a Sailor Senshi?"
Kikuko swallowed.
"Someday, I'll have my revenge on you, I swear!" Kikuko's assailant screamed as he grabbed the pen from Makoto's hand, leapt to the roof of a nearby building, and was gone.
"So, I guess you found Sailor Ganymede, Mako-chan. Hope he doesn't KILL me."
Makoto swallowed before responding, "So do I. But there has NEVER been a BOY Sailor Senshi!" She looked thoughtful for a few moments; "At least I don't THINK there was..."
***
Sailor Moon had met Venus on the way to Michiru's house. They dropped into a alley and hopped a fence to enter the back way.
Hearing a knock on the back door, Sailor Neptune went to answer it. She opened to door to see Sailor Moon, who was carrying Luna, and Sailor Venus, who was carrying Artemis. "Come in, there is someone who wants to meet you."
"Okay!" A beaming Sailor Moon replied. "I always like to meet new friends!"
"Thanks, Neptune." Sailor Venus replied.
Sailor Triton turned to see the two cats. Upon seeing them, Triton's eyes glazed over...
And she remembered. Remembered all the feelings she had back then for Artemis and Luna. They had grown up together, and were great friends as kittens and young adults. Because the three of them were the only representatives of their kind in the Kingdom, they stuck together. A smile crossed the Amazon's face as she recalled all the wonderful times they had together growing up.
Then one day...
Shanna looked at the Palace with keen anticipation. Her prolonged visit to Earth had resulted in forging an alliance with the Niichieju. They had even offered her membership in their tribe but she had declined, knowing her heart was back here serving her queen. And being with Artemis.
As she padded down the corridors, acknowledging each greeting she received with a nod of her head, she thought that, maybe Artemis would FINALLY make up his mind... and decide on her. As she came upon the Advisor's quarters, she heard a high pitched voice, and turned the corner to see Artemis and Luna playing with a kitten. All three of them turned to face her... All three of them were marked as she was. Artemis HAD decided.
"No..." Shanna whispered, and her vision became blurry.
"Shanna, how nice to see you!" Luna said as she came forward, happy to see her best friend. "Arteries and I finally... Shanna, what's wrong?"
"And to think, I had actually thought..." the purple and white cat managed to get out before she turned and ran as fast as her four legs would carry her from the building.
"Shanna! Wait!" She heard far behind her, as she abandoned her feline form, perhaps for the last time. Clad in the pink silk Amazon garb she had grown to love, she fled from her old life, and ran toward her future.
But now, Luna was back. Ready to torment her again... "Luna..." She whispered in a voice dripping venom.
"What?" Luna asked, as she leapt out of Sailor Moon's arms to land lightly on the floor. She looked up at Sailor Triton as she continued. "You're one of the Neo Senshi, aren't you? How do you know me?"
"Luna remember... Shanna?" Sailor Triton hissed.
"Shanna... Shanna..." The name rolled off her tongue easily. It was a name she recognized, but couldn't place.
"Sailor Triton help..." The latest Neo Senshi replied. After storing her henshin pen, she began to shrink. In moments, all that remained of her was a lump amidst her Sailor fuku, which dematerialized to reveal a white cat with lavender markings, most prominent of which was the crescent moon on her forehead. "Now Luna remember?" The cat asked, and then lunged with claws unsheathed.
Artemis watched the two cats square off, the sight tickling a memory long since forgotten. "Shanna! Luna! Control yourselves!" It was tough... on the two females that he was the only male of their species on Earth. Not that he minded, except when one of them got hurt. But then he remembered making a decision in the past, and what had happened because of it.
Shanna hissed at her rival. Uttering a cat's yowling cry as she swiped at Luna with a paw, which just missed. A quick move of her head and one paw flipped the black cat over in a feline martial arts throw. Shanna turned to jump at her opponent.
The attack jolted Cologne into action. Making a quick mental calculation of the appropriate pressure points on a cat's body, she took advantage of Shampoo's preoccupation with Luna to touch all the required locations in a fraction of a second.
Halted in mid-leap, Shanna collapsed to the floor.
"Shampoo..." Cologne whispered, wondering she had lost her great-granddaughter to the ghost of an Amazon legend. Cologne did something she had not done in nearly a century, as she wept for a loved one. "Oh, my Shampoo, what happened to you? Why you?"
But she knew why.
Shanna's time had come again.
Shanna... no... Shampoo, heard her Great Grandmother weep for her. What had happened? She wondered as she took her most recent human form, that of Sailor Triton. She took the seemingly fragile Amazon elder in her arms. "Great-grandmother. Shampoo back. Shanna part of Shampoo. Shanna not all Shampoo is, only little part, only old part."
Looking down, Shampoo gazed at Luna. "Shampoo sorry, Luna. One thousand year too long, Shanna go crazy. Shampoo very sorry. Shampoo want Luna friend, Artemis friend. Shampoo have husband now, no want Artemis."
"I... understand Shampoo, and I accept your apology." Luna replied. "And, I'm proud of you, proud that one of us finally became a Sailor Senshi."
Shampoo offered a smiling, tearful reply. "Thank you."
Cologne pushed herself out of Shampoo's grasp to offer her perspective. "I'm proud of you two, Shampoo. Just remember, no matter what form you take, you will ALWAYS be an Amazon."
"Yes, great-grandmother, Shampoo remember."
***
Makoto looked at her reflection in the mirror. A shopping expedition had netted a green silk shirt with wooden fasteners. It was a good match for the red ones Ranma liked. A pair of black women's jeans stood in for the black pants Ranma usually wore. She looked... just right. The jeans added a nice feminine touch. Maybe she would take Kikuko shopping for a pair sometime.
As she continued to examine her reflection in the mirror, Makoto began to look beyond her outfit. Concern crossed her features, and then deepened. Did she really want this?
Ranma DID resemble the man of her dreams. He was strong, brave... and a Sailor Senshi. Her dreams NEVER had a woman in them, so how did Kikuko fit in?
She knew how happy Haruka and Michiru were, and what good parents they were for Hotaru. But... That wasn't her dream of a relationship.
But yet... She could see advantages to having Ranma as a boyfriend... but as a girlfriend?
Was she ready to have a girlfriend? Kikuko wasn't really a girl. No, she was a girl AND a boy. Just a month or two ago, Ranma had been just a boy, so HE was much more boy than girl. But... No buts. Kikuko was a friend from that first day Makoto saw her at school, she was one of the Neo Senshi of Jupiter's moons, and Kikuko was Ranma.
Anyway, there would be NO secrets between them about their alternate guises. No discussion about whether it was proper for a woman to be a warrior. And Ranma would be able to share all the joy and pain being a Sailor Senshi entailed at her side, as a girl. But that also meant that Ranma understood... or would understand... girls.
A lot of the boys she had chased after had no clue. And her life had been all planned, before. With Ranma, everything would change. Maybe, just maybe, Makoto could see a future before her that was more than running a bakery or a flower shop. Perhaps she COULD see herself with a part-time girl as a boyfriend.
Resolve was written on her face as she checked her hair. Giving herself a final once-over in the mirror, Makoto smoothed out her shirt and headed for the door.
***
Nodoka watched Makoto walk up to the house, then hurried down to answer the door as the bell rang. Opening the door, woman offered girl a warm smile. "Good morning, Makoto! Have you come to visit Kikuko?" she asked, hearing her daughter's soft footfalls behind her.
"Well..." Makoto said as she considered what to say. "Actually, I came to see if Ranma might like to spend the day with me."
Nodoka's smile became a more thoughtful expression. "Come in please, Miss Kino." She said at last.
"Hi, Mako-chan!" Kikuko enthused, "Why didja..."
"Kikuko, please try to be a bit more polite," Nodoka reminded her daughter.
"Uh... do you wanna... want to do something today?" The redhead asked her friend, a glance at her mother emphasizing the 'to' as she spoke.
Makoto smiled for her classmate, "Well, I was wondering if you might like to uh... spend the day with me, Ranma." She replied, emphasizing her friend's name.
Kikuko looked at her mother, expectation vying with a little fear on her face.
Nodoka considered the proposal. It would be harder to conceal Ranma's secret if he went outside. It was certain that benefits to her son far outweighed any possible pain he might suffer. Her smile returned as she looked, first to her daughter then Makoto. "Certainly. I'm sure Ranma would enjoy spending the day with you, Makoto-chan."
"Okay!" Kikuko shouted, then bolted up the stairs. Suddenly, she stopped, nearly falling as her momentum wanted to keep her moving. She thought for a few moments. She... HE was going to be a guy for a whole day, and spend it with a GIRL. But girls were... strong, a lot stranger than pop had said, especially Mako-chan.
Thinking about her, Kikuko began to flush slightly. Makoto was a girl and Ranma would be a boy, today. Girls distracted men from the art... Not really. Makoto was a strong fighter, and had a lot of potential to excel in the School. Haruka was even better. Heck, even Ami was a really good fighter. And she was so smart, the Senshi of Mercury seemed to get better every lesson. In fact, during their training sessions there were a whole bunch of girls, all focused on training. There were no distractions, just commitment. His dad knew a lot about the Art but maybe... not much about girls. Neither did she, but she WAS learning, thanks to mom.
And there was a lot more she had to learn from them. She was a Sailor Senshi now, she had to battle... Things she never even dreamed of, even in her nightmares. And these girls knew how to fight them... better than she did.
She wondered, for just a moment, what her dad would have thought of her. A single tear fell as she remembered him. She quickly brushed it aside. She had her mom now. A warm bed waited every night. Good food to eat every day, and FRIENDS...
"Kiku-chan, are you okay?" Makoto called her to her friend, who stood in silent contemplation. It was easy to see the flush, too. Maybe Ranma felt like she did, but just didn't realize it. Makoto smiled; maybe she could make this work after all.
***
Ranma looked at Makoto who walked along beside him. "So... whatcha wanna do today, Mako-chan? This place is your home, so you're gonna need to think about that!"
Makoto looked thoughtful. This wasn't how a date was supposed to work, but Ranma wasn't a normal date, anyway. "Uh... Let's go to the Tokyo Tower. There's a great view from up there!"
"Okay, let's go." Ranma replied with little enthusiasm.
Makoto frowned. Kikuko was full of energy, she KNEW Ranma was too. How could she get Ranma to open up when he was a guy?
***
Only a few minutes after her child had left with his friend, Nodoka noticed four visitors walking up to the door. It was the Tendou family. Why were THEY here? She put on a smile; she had already become fond of Soun's daughters, after all. In a few moments, she had opened the door to greet her guests.
"Good morning!" Nodoka announced with a bow.
"Good morning, Mrs. Saotome." Soun responded. "I'm sorry for coming on such short notice, but my daughters have a proposal for you."
Nodoka looked thoughtful for a moment, then decided she would be happy to hear them out. "Of course. Come in, please."
Soun looked concerned, "Where is Ranma?"
Nodoka studied the face of Genma's friend. Tendou Soun did a poor job of hiding his emotions. It was obvious that he expected Ranma to be there.
"Tendou-san, my son is out for the day with... friends." Nodoka replied at last, almost in apology.
As the four guests arrayed themselves around the living room table, Nodoka put some tea on and fetched some monju from the refrigerator. She carefully arrayed the treats on a plate. Nodoka focussed on them for a few moments, trying to understand WHY the Tendous would visit her.
"Excuse me, please, Mrs. Saotome. Do you need any help?" a soft voice inquired, rousing her from her musings.
"What?" Nodoka whispered. "Oh, Kasumi-chan. Of course you can help." Nodoka said as she handed the plate to the oldest Tendou daughter. "Please take these out to your sisters and father. I'll be along in a moment."
"Of course... auntie." Kasumi replied, happy to help in whatever way she could.
Auntie? Nodoka thought as a happier expression came to her. "Thank you, Kasumi." she said at last, then turned to pour the tea for her guests.
Soun struggled with what to say, the blurted out, "Mrs. Saotome, My daughters want to move to Juuban, so they can transfer to your excellent High School."
Nodoka looked at them in puzzlement, "Excuse me, Tendou-san? Your three children want to move to my house with me and my son?"
"Yeah, that's it." Nabiki stated, "There are some unique uh... opportunities in Juuban that Akane, Kasumi, and I would like to investigate."
Nodoka turned to the head of the Tendou clan. "Tendou-san, could I speak to your daughters alone?"
"What could you want to tell them you couldn't tell me, Saotome?"
"Girl stuff, Daddy..." She turned to Nodoka, "Right, Mrs. S?"
"But, I am your father. I need to know what you intend to do and WHY you wish to move out." Soun protested.
"Please, father." Kasumi implored, then looked down for a moment. Realizing the importance of the situation, she looked up again, straight at her father.
Soun's stern expression softened as he saw Kasumi's conviction. He trusted his eldest almost as much as he had Keiko. The reason must have been VERY important. "Very well, I'll be in the front yard." he stated, then went out the door.
Soun left the house, curious what his children wanted to discuss Nodoka. Well, no matter what it was, it seemed that the scheme borne from his daughters' odd request might work out after all. With all four of them living under the same roof, the union of the families and Schools was assured. Smiling as he leaned on the gate, he watched the traffic pass by.
Nodoka moved back a little, so she could look at all three girls at once. "So, why do you girls REALLY want to move to Juuban?"
As Nodoka expected, Nabiki spoke first. "Mrs. Saotome, I assure you it is just so we can train with... uh... Ranma."
"Nabiki-chan, we need to tell Mrs. Saotome." Kasumi added.
Nodoka raised her hand, then nodded as she replied, "I see. And to think I thought it was to train as Sailor Senshi."
All three girls couldn't conceal their shock, Akane recovering first. " I suppose Ranma told you!" she spat.
"No, Akane. I have just learned to be... observant." Nodoka replied with an unreadable expression.
Kasumi looked contrite as she spoke up. "I'm sorry for not telling you the truth Mrs. Saotome. I meant no disrespect. In fact we haven't even told our own father."
"Good," Nodoka replied. "If Soun is anything like my Genma was, he wouldn't allow the three of you out of the house if he knew the truth."
Nabiki ALMOST smiled as she picked up Nodoka's train of thought, "So WE decided to get ourselves out of the house. That way, we could train as Senshi and be in the thick of the action."
"Big talk for a businesswoman-to-be, Big Sister. How are you gonna make any money so far from your profit sources?" Akane chided as she elbowed her elder sibling.
Nabiki might have flinched for a moment before she responded. "You're partially right, I'm going to be cutting off a lot of my profits when I move to Juuban... But I've diversified. I have lots of investments in stocks, you know. So, cash flow will slow down a little, but only 'til I set up shop here. Besides I NEED to train if I'm ever going to amount to much in combat."
Akane was struck by the determination in her sister's face. She couldn't help but smile. It wasn't the smirk Sailor Europa used when she taunted Charon, but a warm smile, full of encouragement, and respect. "Good, Nabiki. I'll help you."
Determination flowed to something more serious on the middle daughter's face. "Akane, I'm flattered you want to help me, but I need to learn to do more than beat people up, punch holes in walls, and break bricks."
"Why... you! I'm a martial artist! I'll show you!" Akane replied, agitation increasing with each syllable.
Nabiki smirked in triumph, "By doing what, Akane? Beating me up? You just proved my point. When does Daddy break bricks, except as a demonstration? Does he punch holes in the wall?" Her expression softened as she continued, "Akane-chan, all of us need to learn from each other. You know Father's school, Ranma knows his father's. The Planetary Senshi can teach us what they know about using magic with the Art. We've all got to work together."
"Yes. If we all work together, maybe I'll get to do more with my life than keep house..." Kasumi flushed for a few moments before continuing. "Oh, dear. I shouldn't have said that."
Nodoka looked at the three girls. Contrite Kasumi, confident Nabiki, and expectant Akane seemed to study her every change in expression. Each of them looked to Nodoka with hope that her own dreams would be realized. At last Ranma's mother spoke. "I should level with you three too, and don't tell your father any of this. My son is spending the day with Kino Makoto, and I'm glad he is."
Akane looked disappointed and a little angry as she protested, "But, we were promised to your family!"
Nodoka looked at Akane with motherly compassion, "I understand, Akane-chan. But Ranma needs to find his own place in the world. My husband did a lot to hurt my son in the years he was gone from my side. Now, I'm a mother again, and I want my Ranma to be happy."
Nabiki smirked at her sister, "Besides, Akane. I thought you hated boys. But then, maybe this interest is because Ranma's part girl!"
"Nabiki! Why, I'll..." Akane said as she rose from her seat.
"Please be nice. We are guests." Kasumi stated in a firm, quiet voice.
Akane reddened then whispered, "Sorry," as she sank back into her seat.
"Akane-chan, it's all right. Let's let things go for a while, alright?" Nodoka asked. "But on the matter of you girls coming to stay with us... If your father approves, I will not stand in the way. I think the three of you need some freedom to find YOUR own way, too."
"I like the sound of that!" Nabiki replied with an enthusiastic shake of her head.
"But what about father?" Kasumi asked in her quiet voice, a small frown marring her normally cheerful expression.
"Maybe I could look after him... Provided you girls, and Ranma can look after MY..." A smile came to Nodoka as she realized her error, then corrected herself. "The home of my son and myself... OUR home." She narrowed her gaze to fall on Kasumi. "Will you make sure the children don't get into trouble Kasumi?"
Kasumi replied, with a surprisingly serious expression. "Of course, Mrs. Saotome. I will make certain they behave themselves."
"Very well, then. Would one of you please fetch your father?"
***
"Well, I paid for both of us to take the elevator up here... I'm out of money... Except my bus fare." Makoto stated, showing her... date an empty coin purse to emphasize the point.
"But I didn't know we had to spend money just to walk around Juuban... 'sides I don't got any extra 'cept bus fare either..." Ranma replied with a shrug.
"Excuse me," A short, redheaded girl with a long pigtail said. "I heard you two talking, and... I thought I'd pay for you guys to look through one of the telescopes," she said with a smile and a slight flush.
Makoto and Ranma did a double-take at the cute redhead, who continued to smile as she dropped a few coins into the machine, then motioned for the two to have a look.
Ranma and Makoto juggled moving the telescope, taking a look, and watching the strange red headed girl. After a short while they forgot about their benefactor, content to swap viewing opportunities until the telescope shut down with a click.
By then, the mysterious girl was gone.
After both of them looked around for a few minutes, Ranma shrugged, and Makoto looked puzzled before commenting. "Say, Ranma... Do you have a sister?"
"Nah, at least I don't think so..." Ranma replied.
They jointly surveyed the observation deck one more time. After trading a final shrug, the pair took an elevator down.
***
On the way back to the Saotome home, Ranma and Makoto walked side by side, each stealing an occasional glance at his or her companion. Makoto slowly stuck an arm out, almost touching Ranma. The boy looked at the arm and stopped. Makoto walked a few more steps, then turned to see a dumbfounded Ranma. "Sorry..." She said, trying to hide her hurt behind contrition.
For perhaps the first time in his life, Ranma understood another's feelings. He could, somehow, sense that he had hurt his best friend. "M... Mako-chan..." He stammered.
Makoto just looked at him, trying to keep her emotions to herself. The day had gone better than she had hoped; Ranma had smiled and even laughed more than once. She had hoped that... somehow, Ranma felt like her. Maybe she was wrong.
Ranma tried to collect his thoughts. All his friend wanted was for him to hold her hand. It wasn't that hard, was it? After all, she was his best friend, right?
But she was a girl and he was a guy. If he held her hand it might MEAN something... That they were more than friends.
Ranma walked slowly toward his friend. Each step was careful and deliberate as he tiptoed through the minefield that had separated him from girls in the past. When he finally reached Makoto, he hesitantly lifted his arm to touch her hand. Her soft skin tickled his fingertips, a sensation far more pleasant than he had expected. Looking into Makoto's eyes, Ranma saw her sadness melt away.
Slowly and gently, out of fear alone instead of any romantic tenderness, he wrapped his own fingers around hers. Ranma could only gaze in wonder as Makoto's face was transformed by the most beautiful and warm smile he had ever seen.
"Thanks, Ranma." She whispered.
"It's okay, Mako-chan." Heck making a girl happy was a lot easier than he thought. And somehow, it made him feel good too. He was still puzzled as to why it would affect him, however. "Let's go home." Ranma said at last.
"Sure!" Makoto replied, pleased with her progress. She decided not to push things any further, for now.
Ranma looked at Makoto for a moment as they walked. If she was happy, why did she look like she was ready to cry? Girls, he would never... He would try to understand them.
Hand in hand the two walked home. Maybe it WOULD work out, Makoto thought. Maybe...
Nodoka watched the two children walk down the street past her house, holding hands. With her help, Ranma was well on his way to becoming a man, that was clear.
But how did 'Kikuko' fit into all of this, now? Was 'she' on the road to becoming a woman? Nodoka never wanted a daughter, had she? The training had succeeded to this point, but at what cost to her son?
Of course, Ranma was also one of the Sailor Senshi, who protected the tenth district AND the world. That fact argued FOR Kikuko's continued existence. And cold water would keep her a part of his life, so proper behavior when he was a girl was important, wasn't it?
Nodoka sighed as her son and his friend disappeared as they walked down the street, past where her eyes could follow. What could she do? What her heart told her to. She had gotten Ranma this far; there was no turning back.
***
Umino waited for Naru-chan under the tree where they usually shared lunch. She seemed distracted last week. Something had happened, but Naru didn't want to discuss it. Strange, there hadn't been secrets between them, until now. He would have to get her to talk about it, which is why he had brought some extra-special shrimp for her today; hoping good food would loosen her tongue.
He turned as he heard a commotion behind him. A creature had appeared and was threatening a group of students. The he saw her, Naru-chan running as fast as she could from the battle. She stopped behind a building, and looked around to see if anyone could see her. Umino ducked behind the tree when her gaze threatened to detect him.
As he peeked out from behind the tree again, he saw her raise her arm into the air and say something, which he couldn't make out over the commotion. In an incredible display of lights and magic, Naru, HIS Naru became a Sailor Senshi and raced off after it. So, he raced off after her, carrying the box of shrimp he had bought.
As he got as little closer, he was able to study Sailor Naru more closely. She wore orange boots and a short orange skirt, with a big green bow in front. So, she wasn't one of the regular Sailor Senshi. That meant that she was one of the NEW Sailors he had heard rumors of. Maybe that was why Naru-chan had become a lot less talkative. With an almost audible click, everything fell into place.
He stood to watch the battle. Sailor Naru-chan spun like a ballerina then fired her 'Meteor Swarm' attack at the creature. Another of the new Sailors used her fiery 'Tempest Flare' in concert with Naru-chan.
A bell on a bicycle announced a third Senshi as a girl wearing a dark magenta Sailor Fuku leaped off the bike and into battle.
He heard a battle cry from the side, as two more Sailor Senshi raced to the scene. With a cry of "World Shaking", Sailor Uranus combined her attack with Neptune's "Deep Submerge" to finally dispatch the beast.
It was with sadness that Umino watched Sailor Naru-chan her teammates into an empty classroom.
A clearly sad Sailor Naru left the room, and found another to enter. Naru-chan came out just a short while later. What could a beautiful Sailor Senshi see in simple Umino? More than you think. a small voice told him.
***
A woman with deep blue hair waited on her throne for a report. A frightened, bespectacled woman tentatively entered the throne room, bowing low before Lady Azurite. The newcomer's white hair shone with youth.
"What news do you bring from your experiment, scientist?" the Ruler asked, contempt dripping from the sentence's final world.
"All is proceeding according to plan. The two Planetary Senshi who fought the creature showed the expected degradation in power levels." The woman proudly replied.
"Excellent, Halite. And the Neo Senshi?" Azurite asked, already fearing the answer.
"Their power comes from a different source, my Lady." The scientist said as she bowed deeply, both out of respect for her superior and fear at looking at Azurite's face after her revelation. The woman allowed herself a smile as she continued, "But... their transformation magic comes from the same source, and is certain to be decaying at the same rate."
"Good." Azurite spat. "If those new brats can't become Sailor Senshi, who CARES if they can still attack us in Senshi guise?"
"Indeed, Lady. In the case of the Planetary Senshi, we take the Gun AND the bullets. For the Neo Senshi, merely the gun." She found the courage to look up as she continued, "But for us, the result is the same. In a short while, they shall not stand in our way."
"Indeed, you have done well. So well, I shall make the success of this operation your PERSONAL responsibility. Succeed, and this world shall be your playground. Fail..." Complete silence provided all the answer either woman needed. Azurite continued. "In either case, I am well amused. That is all." The ruler said as she waved her servant off.
"Th... thank you, my Lady." Halite responded, using all her self-control to keep from showing any emotion until she THOUGHT she was out of Azurite's presence.
***
Mineralogical tidbit: Halite (NaCl) has many common names for its various forms. The foremost of which is... table salt.
Monju: Sweet bean paste snacks, sort of like doughnuts.
Niichieju: The Chinese term for the Amazons.
The concept of Shanna came from Chad Walker cswvna@hotmail.com, used with permission.
All previous reports of sighting a 'Sailor Black Rose' in this story have been proven groundless, as I tossed out that plotline when a plotline *I* found uncomfortably similar came up in Gregg Sharp's "Featherbrite's Tale".
Another plotline suggested by Kenjiko2@aol.com AKA Robert Haynie *was* started in this episode.
Thanks to my pre-readers, Mike Koos, Fire, Richard Beaubien, Kenko, and Andrew Norris.
Thanks for reading, let me know what YOU think!
Kevin D. Hammel
December 27, 1999
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(Yet Another) Ranma/Sailor Moon Crossover
Episode 07: Old... Friends
By Kevin D. Hammel
Ranma 1/2 is property of Rumiko Takahashi. Publication Rights are held by Viz in The US and Shogakukan in Japan. Sailor Moon is property of Naoko Takeuchi. Publication rights held by Kodansha Ltd. in Japan and Mixx Entertainment in the US. My purpose is to honor these creators and their works. No infringement intended.
***
The sound of her parents in the living room was like an alarm clock to Hotaru. She still felt tired, but wanted to be sure Mama and Papa heard all about her wonderful day with big sister Kasumi. With a yawn, she shrugged out of her pajamas and put on a skirt and blouse.
"Kasumi, how's Hotaru-chan doing?" a concerned Michiru asked, wordlessly seconded by Haruka.
Kasumi added a gentle smile as she replied. "She's fine. I checked her just a few minutes ago and she was sleeping soundly."
"Do you think she's sick?" Haruka asked.
"Oh, no. I checked her temperature, and it was normal. I just think she over-exerted herself."
The hesitant creak of a door announced Hotaru. All three turned to see the brightly smiling girl. "I feel much better, especially since Kasumi-san was able to take care of me, Papa and Mama!" The girl happily announced.
Kasumi glanced at her watch, then bowed to offer a quick apology. "Excuse me please, the meal I cooked is ready to be served." She looked down at Hotaru, to speak to the girl personally. "Are you hungry Hotaru-chan?"
"Sure, Kasumi-san. After resting all day, I' really really hungry." Hotaru quietly replied.
"Good, Hotaru-chan, I'm glad you're better." Michiru responded with a pleased expression as Kasumi withdrew to the kitchen. She turned to Haruka, "What do you think, Dear? Should we talk to her about what we discussed?"
Haruka paused a moment to look thoughtful before responding. "Let's wail 'til dinner. That's always a good time to talk things over."
The phone rang. "Excuse me!" Michiru said, as she walked over to pick it up. "Hello" She answered, wondering whom it was. "Oh, hello Makoto." She replied with an indifferent look, which became a look of surprise as she continued to listen. "She asked to see NEPTUNE?" As she listened further, surprise gave way to understanding. "Certainly. We're just about to eat dinner right now, but yes, I agree it would better to bring her here." She finally she concluded by saying, "Same to you. Goodbye, Makoto."
Michiru hung up the phone and turned to Hotaru. "Hotaru, that was Makoto. It seems that Ranma's friend from China is asking about Sailor Neptune."
Hotaru couldn't help but smile. "That's cool, Michiru-mamma. So is Ranma bringing her over here? Maybe you'll get a Senshi too." She looked over at Kasumi, who was putting dinner in serving bowls. "I wonder if your Senshi will be as nice as mine."
"I hope so, Hotaru-chan." Michiru replied, her eyes telling of her understated excitement.
"Dinner's ready." Kasumi announced after the conversation was concluded.
The meal was nearly over before Michiru decided to direct the conversation the way her family wanted. "So, Kasumi, your sisters are nearly grown. Do you have any plans for YOUR future?"
Kasumi stared at a small clump of rice pinned between her chopsticks. Since her mother's death, she had been likewise trapped. Forced to become a mother at nine, so her sisters could grow up. But... none of them had really turned out the way they could have. Akane gave in to her anger, to cope with her loss. It seemed like Nabiki had become largely self-centered. No... that wasn't right. Kasumi knew the household finances and recognized her sister's contribution. And Kasumi herself...
Had taken her mother's place. Food was cooked, housekeeping chores lovingly performed, but none of them had turned out like they would have if Mother hadn't... Her chopsticks clattered to the plate. "Oh, I'm sorry. I... was thinking about my past."
Michiru looked a bit concerned. "Kasumi, I understand. Your life was all planned and quite fulfilling, after a fashion. You gave up what you were, what you could have been... for your family. Like a mother is supposed to do, at least by tradition. In our household however, Haruka and I share the burden."
"What about me, Michiru-mamma? I help with the dishes... sometimes." Hotaru asked, not wanting to be excluded from the family.
"But, Michiru-san. Akane-chan was only five." Kasumi protested.
Michiru nodded, then continued, "And now she's sixteen, almost a grown woman. Ready to stand on her own. You should be proud." A glance at Kasumi showed she was.
"But, Michiru-san, none of us children turned out the way we should have if mother had..." She couldn't go on, eyes speaking of the pain her voice could not.
"You did a fine job of helping your sisters grow up, Kasumi. I couldn't imagine doing what you've done when I was nine. Be proud of all you've done. But also, don't forget that you have a life to live. Maybe it's time to let go of your mother's life, to trade it for your own."
"But, what about father?" She asked. Did her face show concern for his well-being or fear of changing the familiar?
Michiru decided Kasumi's expression was a little of both, as she considered her response. "Kasumi, no buts. Please. It's time for you to chase your dreams, like your sisters have. It's your time at last."
Again she defended her father... or was it use him for an excuse to escape change? "But... Excuse me, Father still needs..."
"What does your dad need, Kasumi? He's a grown man, and can look after himself. Don't try to hide behind your old man, it's time for you to be Kasumi not... Keiko?" Haruka asked, not certain she remembered the name of Soun's wife.
"Yes, Keiko." Assertiveness made a visit to Kasumi's face as she continued. "I'll think about what you have said tonight. I will try to find a way to... finally let go. I promise."
"Thanks, Auntie Kasumi!" a smiling Hotaru added.
"Sure, Hotaru-chan." Kasumi replied with an expression of her own happiness.
***
Two girls walked home alone from school. There was none of the excitement that usually flowed around them. No young men offering entreaties for dates... or to beat them up for dates, no new business opportunities either. In fact, no one was around, because school had gotten out a while ago, except for these two girls.
"Detention, I've NEVER have gotten dentition before, Big Sister. I mean, why did it happen to me?" Akane asked with a sour expression.
"Because, sis, we HAD to go to Juuban this morning." Nabiki replied with a grim smile.
"HAD to go? We only went because YOU dragged Kasumi and me out of bed this morning. If we hadn't gone..." It looked like a storm was in Tendou Akane's forecast.
Nabiki stopped, and actually ALMOST looked angry. "Akane, WHAT would have happened if we didn't go? Would Ranma or Makoto be alive? What about Callisto or Ami-chan... would they have made it? And poor Mrs. Saotome... Akane, PLEASE think before you open your big mouth!"
Akane stopped and blinked a few times. She turned to her sister, torn over how to respond. So she answered with a yell, "My big mouth! Why Nabiki... I'll..."
Nabiki couldn't be right, could she? No, and even if she was, Akane would never admit it. Akane's right foot crashed down as she prepared stomp off in anger. She was NOT going to admit Nabiki might... just might... be right!
"Akane!" Nabiki shouted.
Akane froze in her tracks. Nabiki was not one to shout at her. She turned to see... tears marring her sister's face.
"Akane, this isn't a game anymore. You can't be 'Little Miss Spoiled Brat Martial Artist' right now. Storming off won't fix ANYTHING, and people might... will die because of it." Nabiki said with the chilling certainty she usually reserved for business transactions.
"And who are you to talk, Nabiki? All you care about is yourself, and your money." Akane tossed back.
"Our money, Akane-chan. Daddy doesn't take in nearly enough to support the dojo... I have to keep things moving."
"That's not all you do. You seem to spend a lot on clothes, and manga, and..." Akane fired back.
"You're right. I don't JUST use my money to help the family out... BUT if a little money will balance the books, I always seem to find some." Nabiki replied.
Akane pondered her sister's words. Maybe Nabiki DID do more than she gave her credit for. Coming to a conclusion, Akane dusted off some words she hadn't used in a while as she continued. "I'm sorry Nabiki." She offered, looking genuinely apologetic.
Nabiki's face was full of gratitude as she responded. "Thanks, Akane. This is more than you, or me, or Kasumi. I never thought I'd be able to do what I've done, both in changing my outlook a little, and on the battlefield. But I have, and I NEED to keep doing it, because it's important."
"But how can we help if all the rest of them live in Juuban?" Akane asked, looking genuinely puzzled.
"And how can Kasumi help Hotaru and her friends when she lives in Nerima? We've got to find some way of moving there."
"But... what about Daddy?" Akane asked, concerned for her father's welfare.
"I think things can be worked out, if we all work together. In fact, I'll try to set up the paperwork for the two of us to transfer." Her face became playful as she continued, "But what will you do without Kunou-baby and your fan club, Little Sister?"
Suddenly, Akane saw that there were a whole lot of benefits to moving to another district. "I don't know, Big Sister" She replied with mock concern. "But I'm sure I'll think of something."
Nabiki returned to her businesswoman guise, thrusting a hand out to her sister. "So, Akane, are you in?"
Akane took the hand, and shook. "Sure, Big Sister."
**
Kikuko lead her retinue to Michiru and Haruka's house. Following the redheaded schoolgirl were Makoto, Kikuko's Amazon friend Shampoo, and Shampoo's great-grandmother Cologne. Makoto and Michiru had decided that this would probably be a better place to introduce Shampoo to Sailor Neptune than in a public ice-cream parlor. On the way over, Kikuko and Makoto had been careful about mentioning any names, save Sailor Neptune. It was better to let Michiru, Haruka, and Hotaru decide how much to tell Ranma's friends.
"Okay, here it is!" Kikuko said at last. Turning, she hurried up to the door and rang the bell. There wasn't any response. Kikuko knocked. "It's me, Kikuko! I brought my friend Shampoo to meet you!"
A confused melange of light poured from under the door. Kikuko turned to Makoto, who nodded and winked. Then Kikuko answered with an affirmative shake of her own head.
Sailor Neptune opened the door, seeing Kikuko and Makoto. Behind her two friends were two people she didn't recognize... a girl about Kikuko's age, and an elderly woman. "Hello, I am Sailor Neptune." She said with a polite bow.
The crone hopped to the door using her staff with speed that surprised Neptune. "Pleased to meet you. I am Elder Cologne of the Joketsuzoku Amazons."
The girl chimed in next, "Shampoo also Amazon, hello. Sailor Neptune have pen? Sailor Neptune know cats?"
Kikuko shuddered at the mention of her nemeses.
Neptune studied the gaijin girl who might be HER Senshi. She could see anticipation and... fear on Shampoo's face. Anticipation was easy to understand, but fear? "Come in, please?" The Senshi said as she stepped back from the doorway to admit her visitors.
"Thank you, Sailor Neptune." Cologne offered, as the party entered the house.
Soon, everyone was clustered around the table in the living room and introductions were made. Shampoo was surprised to see four Sailor Senshi, Sailor Neptune, as well as Uranus, Saturn, and Titan. It seemed that Sailor Titan was a Senshi of one of Saturn's moons. Just like Triton would be of Neptune's.
"So, Shampoo, what do you know about me?" Sailor Neptune asked to start the conversation.
"Shampoo dream. See Moon Spirit Triton. Triton tell Shampoo get pen from Sailor Neptune. Shampoo get pen now?" She asked, unable to keep the keen anticipation she felt out of her eyes.
Neptune held out the pen to the girl. If she WAS Sailor Triton, she would know what to do.
Shampoo looked in awe at the beautiful device, which was a deep magenta, almost purple. She closed her eyes, and held it in both hands. "At last." She lowered her voice in reverence. "Shanna become Sailor Senshi."
Who's Shanna? became the question on most minds in the room.
Standing, the young Amazon raised the pen in her right hand, speaking her transformation phrase "Triton Lumina Power. Make up!" After the magenta light show died down, Sailor Triton stood there, looking down at herself. She couldn't keep tears away. Facing Neptune, she smiled in heartfelt gratitude. "Thank you, Sailor Neptune. You give Sha... Sailor Triton great great gift. You make Shanna dream come true after one thousand year."
"Shanna's dream? Who is Shanna?" Neptune asked, genuinely concerned.
"Bring cats, Shampoo... Shanna... Sailor Triton tell."
"Cats?" Neptune asked her new Senshi.
"Artemis... and Luna." Triton said, going from smile to frown in the space of a simple declaration. "Shampoo have another life. Long long ago. Shampoo old name Shanna." She turned to Kikuko. "Shampoo know Ranma not like cats. Ranma go before cats come here."
Kikuko smiled. "Thanks, Shampoo. I'll go soon, but." She looked at Makoto as she continued. "I need to show you my secret too." In an instant, her own henshin pen was in her hand. In just a few seconds more, Sailors Io and Jupiter joined the gathering.
Shampoo hugged Kikuko. "Ranma Sailor Senshi too! Shampoo very very very happy."
Cologne didn't know WHAT to make of this. A BOY could actually become a Sailor Senshi? Of course, 'Kikuko', as Ranma seemed to be called in his cursed form, was a girl... sometimes.
Io struggled to escape from Triton's vice-like grip. "Yeah, Shampoo. I'm Sailor Io. Will ya let go, please?"
Shampoo complied with her friend's wish, content to smile at Ranma.
A thought popped into Jupiter's head. "Uranus, why don't you see if you can get Sailor Venus and Sailor Moon to bring their cats? Io and I will go home now, okay?"
"That good Idea, Sailor... Triton-not-know-name." Shampoo remarked.
"The name's Jupiter. No, not just Jupiter... SAILOR Jupiter." Jupiter said, looking down at the shorter neo Senshi. She was very glad Triton was Neptune's problem.
After reverse transformations, Makoto and Kikuko left.
***
"So Kikuko, who's Shampoo?" Makoto asked her friend.
"Well, after my dad died, I was a mess. There was a village of Amazons near the springs. They helped me get better. Cologne let me stay with her at her house, while she fixed up all the travel stuff. Shampoo's her great-granddaughter, and she became my friend while I was there.
"She seems a LOT more than a friend." Makoto asked accusingly.
"But that's all she is. Honest, Mako-chan." Kikuko said defensively.
"You mean she's not your girlfriend, Kikuko?" Makoto asked, with an accusing glare.
Kikuko didn't even notice the accusation as she simply explained the situation. "Well, she's a girl and she's my friend..."
Makoto thought for a while before responding. "Okay, let me say it another way. You mean you're not her boyfriend?"
Kikuko's face showed her disbelief at Makoto's question. "Well, that's impossible. When I heard that the village was run by girls, I decided maybe I should stay be a girl for a while. Shampoo doesn't even KNOW I'm a guy. 'Sides she's already got a husband and a guy who chases after her!"
Makoto's face was a depiction of jealousy as she commented. "A husband and a guy who chases after her? Well, she is cute."
Conversation was interrupted by a figure that dropped from a rooftop in front of them. The unknown assailant held a... spatula? He appeared to be a boy, and his stance showed that he knew how to use the seemingly ludicrous weapon. "Saotome Kikuko, is it?" He asked while glaring at the redhead.
Kikuko assumed a casual stance as she answered. "Yep."
Makoto stared down at the newcomer. "And I'm Kino Makoto."
"I'm not attacking you guys, I'm just lookin' for some info. But I WILL defend myself." The young man said as he assumed a combat stance.
Both Makoto and Kikuko's jaws dropped as they saw the sign of one of Jupiter's moons on the youth's forehead.
"M... Mako-chan. Do ya see?" Kikuko asked in shock.
"Sure do, Kiku-chan." She whispered. "But he's a... a... boy..." She continued as her voice trained off. Makoto turned to address the boy, "Okay. Maybe we do have some information for you. But first, how 'bout you providing some for me, Like your name. Heck, you already know our names..."
"I am an angel of vengeance, seeking to punish the Saotome clan for wrecking my life." He shouted, thrusting the spatula Kikuko's direction for emphasis as he spoke.
"Well, I never saw 'Angel of Vengeance' in the phone book. What's your real name?" Kikuko asked in a rock steady voice, totally unfazed by the boy's display.
"Why should I tell YOU? You're a Saotome, and you live at their house, so you are my enemy!" The boy shouted as he lunged at Kikuko, who dodged.
The battle continued for several minutes, the boy would strike at Kikuko, then she would dodge each attack.
"Please... this... ain't... doin'... nothin'." Kikuko said between dodges.
Makoto had seen enough. "Stop!" She shouted, causing both combatants to pause and look. Makoto looked at the boy. " I saw a mark on you head, the mark of one of Jupiter's moons..."
"What do you know about that?" He asked.
"This..." Makoto said as she presented a henshin pen to the winded youth. "I guess you must be Sailor Ganymede. But... How does a boy become a Sailor Senshi?"
Kikuko swallowed.
"Someday, I'll have my revenge on you, I swear!" Kikuko's assailant screamed as he grabbed the pen from Makoto's hand, leapt to the roof of a nearby building, and was gone.
"So, I guess you found Sailor Ganymede, Mako-chan. Hope he doesn't KILL me."
Makoto swallowed before responding, "So do I. But there has NEVER been a BOY Sailor Senshi!" She looked thoughtful for a few moments; "At least I don't THINK there was..."
***
Sailor Moon had met Venus on the way to Michiru's house. They dropped into a alley and hopped a fence to enter the back way.
Hearing a knock on the back door, Sailor Neptune went to answer it. She opened to door to see Sailor Moon, who was carrying Luna, and Sailor Venus, who was carrying Artemis. "Come in, there is someone who wants to meet you."
"Okay!" A beaming Sailor Moon replied. "I always like to meet new friends!"
"Thanks, Neptune." Sailor Venus replied.
Sailor Triton turned to see the two cats. Upon seeing them, Triton's eyes glazed over...
And she remembered. Remembered all the feelings she had back then for Artemis and Luna. They had grown up together, and were great friends as kittens and young adults. Because the three of them were the only representatives of their kind in the Kingdom, they stuck together. A smile crossed the Amazon's face as she recalled all the wonderful times they had together growing up.
Then one day...
Shanna looked at the Palace with keen anticipation. Her prolonged visit to Earth had resulted in forging an alliance with the Niichieju. They had even offered her membership in their tribe but she had declined, knowing her heart was back here serving her queen. And being with Artemis.
As she padded down the corridors, acknowledging each greeting she received with a nod of her head, she thought that, maybe Artemis would FINALLY make up his mind... and decide on her. As she came upon the Advisor's quarters, she heard a high pitched voice, and turned the corner to see Artemis and Luna playing with a kitten. All three of them turned to face her... All three of them were marked as she was. Artemis HAD decided.
"No..." Shanna whispered, and her vision became blurry.
"Shanna, how nice to see you!" Luna said as she came forward, happy to see her best friend. "Arteries and I finally... Shanna, what's wrong?"
"And to think, I had actually thought..." the purple and white cat managed to get out before she turned and ran as fast as her four legs would carry her from the building.
"Shanna! Wait!" She heard far behind her, as she abandoned her feline form, perhaps for the last time. Clad in the pink silk Amazon garb she had grown to love, she fled from her old life, and ran toward her future.
But now, Luna was back. Ready to torment her again... "Luna..." She whispered in a voice dripping venom.
"What?" Luna asked, as she leapt out of Sailor Moon's arms to land lightly on the floor. She looked up at Sailor Triton as she continued. "You're one of the Neo Senshi, aren't you? How do you know me?"
"Luna remember... Shanna?" Sailor Triton hissed.
"Shanna... Shanna..." The name rolled off her tongue easily. It was a name she recognized, but couldn't place.
"Sailor Triton help..." The latest Neo Senshi replied. After storing her henshin pen, she began to shrink. In moments, all that remained of her was a lump amidst her Sailor fuku, which dematerialized to reveal a white cat with lavender markings, most prominent of which was the crescent moon on her forehead. "Now Luna remember?" The cat asked, and then lunged with claws unsheathed.
Artemis watched the two cats square off, the sight tickling a memory long since forgotten. "Shanna! Luna! Control yourselves!" It was tough... on the two females that he was the only male of their species on Earth. Not that he minded, except when one of them got hurt. But then he remembered making a decision in the past, and what had happened because of it.
Shanna hissed at her rival. Uttering a cat's yowling cry as she swiped at Luna with a paw, which just missed. A quick move of her head and one paw flipped the black cat over in a feline martial arts throw. Shanna turned to jump at her opponent.
The attack jolted Cologne into action. Making a quick mental calculation of the appropriate pressure points on a cat's body, she took advantage of Shampoo's preoccupation with Luna to touch all the required locations in a fraction of a second.
Halted in mid-leap, Shanna collapsed to the floor.
"Shampoo..." Cologne whispered, wondering she had lost her great-granddaughter to the ghost of an Amazon legend. Cologne did something she had not done in nearly a century, as she wept for a loved one. "Oh, my Shampoo, what happened to you? Why you?"
But she knew why.
Shanna's time had come again.
Shanna... no... Shampoo, heard her Great Grandmother weep for her. What had happened? She wondered as she took her most recent human form, that of Sailor Triton. She took the seemingly fragile Amazon elder in her arms. "Great-grandmother. Shampoo back. Shanna part of Shampoo. Shanna not all Shampoo is, only little part, only old part."
Looking down, Shampoo gazed at Luna. "Shampoo sorry, Luna. One thousand year too long, Shanna go crazy. Shampoo very sorry. Shampoo want Luna friend, Artemis friend. Shampoo have husband now, no want Artemis."
"I... understand Shampoo, and I accept your apology." Luna replied. "And, I'm proud of you, proud that one of us finally became a Sailor Senshi."
Shampoo offered a smiling, tearful reply. "Thank you."
Cologne pushed herself out of Shampoo's grasp to offer her perspective. "I'm proud of you two, Shampoo. Just remember, no matter what form you take, you will ALWAYS be an Amazon."
"Yes, great-grandmother, Shampoo remember."
***
Makoto looked at her reflection in the mirror. A shopping expedition had netted a green silk shirt with wooden fasteners. It was a good match for the red ones Ranma liked. A pair of black women's jeans stood in for the black pants Ranma usually wore. She looked... just right. The jeans added a nice feminine touch. Maybe she would take Kikuko shopping for a pair sometime.
As she continued to examine her reflection in the mirror, Makoto began to look beyond her outfit. Concern crossed her features, and then deepened. Did she really want this?
Ranma DID resemble the man of her dreams. He was strong, brave... and a Sailor Senshi. Her dreams NEVER had a woman in them, so how did Kikuko fit in?
She knew how happy Haruka and Michiru were, and what good parents they were for Hotaru. But... That wasn't her dream of a relationship.
But yet... She could see advantages to having Ranma as a boyfriend... but as a girlfriend?
Was she ready to have a girlfriend? Kikuko wasn't really a girl. No, she was a girl AND a boy. Just a month or two ago, Ranma had been just a boy, so HE was much more boy than girl. But... No buts. Kikuko was a friend from that first day Makoto saw her at school, she was one of the Neo Senshi of Jupiter's moons, and Kikuko was Ranma.
Anyway, there would be NO secrets between them about their alternate guises. No discussion about whether it was proper for a woman to be a warrior. And Ranma would be able to share all the joy and pain being a Sailor Senshi entailed at her side, as a girl. But that also meant that Ranma understood... or would understand... girls.
A lot of the boys she had chased after had no clue. And her life had been all planned, before. With Ranma, everything would change. Maybe, just maybe, Makoto could see a future before her that was more than running a bakery or a flower shop. Perhaps she COULD see herself with a part-time girl as a boyfriend.
Resolve was written on her face as she checked her hair. Giving herself a final once-over in the mirror, Makoto smoothed out her shirt and headed for the door.
***
Nodoka watched Makoto walk up to the house, then hurried down to answer the door as the bell rang. Opening the door, woman offered girl a warm smile. "Good morning, Makoto! Have you come to visit Kikuko?" she asked, hearing her daughter's soft footfalls behind her.
"Well..." Makoto said as she considered what to say. "Actually, I came to see if Ranma might like to spend the day with me."
Nodoka's smile became a more thoughtful expression. "Come in please, Miss Kino." She said at last.
"Hi, Mako-chan!" Kikuko enthused, "Why didja..."
"Kikuko, please try to be a bit more polite," Nodoka reminded her daughter.
"Uh... do you wanna... want to do something today?" The redhead asked her friend, a glance at her mother emphasizing the 'to' as she spoke.
Makoto smiled for her classmate, "Well, I was wondering if you might like to uh... spend the day with me, Ranma." She replied, emphasizing her friend's name.
Kikuko looked at her mother, expectation vying with a little fear on her face.
Nodoka considered the proposal. It would be harder to conceal Ranma's secret if he went outside. It was certain that benefits to her son far outweighed any possible pain he might suffer. Her smile returned as she looked, first to her daughter then Makoto. "Certainly. I'm sure Ranma would enjoy spending the day with you, Makoto-chan."
"Okay!" Kikuko shouted, then bolted up the stairs. Suddenly, she stopped, nearly falling as her momentum wanted to keep her moving. She thought for a few moments. She... HE was going to be a guy for a whole day, and spend it with a GIRL. But girls were... strong, a lot stranger than pop had said, especially Mako-chan.
Thinking about her, Kikuko began to flush slightly. Makoto was a girl and Ranma would be a boy, today. Girls distracted men from the art... Not really. Makoto was a strong fighter, and had a lot of potential to excel in the School. Haruka was even better. Heck, even Ami was a really good fighter. And she was so smart, the Senshi of Mercury seemed to get better every lesson. In fact, during their training sessions there were a whole bunch of girls, all focused on training. There were no distractions, just commitment. His dad knew a lot about the Art but maybe... not much about girls. Neither did she, but she WAS learning, thanks to mom.
And there was a lot more she had to learn from them. She was a Sailor Senshi now, she had to battle... Things she never even dreamed of, even in her nightmares. And these girls knew how to fight them... better than she did.
She wondered, for just a moment, what her dad would have thought of her. A single tear fell as she remembered him. She quickly brushed it aside. She had her mom now. A warm bed waited every night. Good food to eat every day, and FRIENDS...
"Kiku-chan, are you okay?" Makoto called her to her friend, who stood in silent contemplation. It was easy to see the flush, too. Maybe Ranma felt like she did, but just didn't realize it. Makoto smiled; maybe she could make this work after all.
***
Ranma looked at Makoto who walked along beside him. "So... whatcha wanna do today, Mako-chan? This place is your home, so you're gonna need to think about that!"
Makoto looked thoughtful. This wasn't how a date was supposed to work, but Ranma wasn't a normal date, anyway. "Uh... Let's go to the Tokyo Tower. There's a great view from up there!"
"Okay, let's go." Ranma replied with little enthusiasm.
Makoto frowned. Kikuko was full of energy, she KNEW Ranma was too. How could she get Ranma to open up when he was a guy?
***
Only a few minutes after her child had left with his friend, Nodoka noticed four visitors walking up to the door. It was the Tendou family. Why were THEY here? She put on a smile; she had already become fond of Soun's daughters, after all. In a few moments, she had opened the door to greet her guests.
"Good morning!" Nodoka announced with a bow.
"Good morning, Mrs. Saotome." Soun responded. "I'm sorry for coming on such short notice, but my daughters have a proposal for you."
Nodoka looked thoughtful for a moment, then decided she would be happy to hear them out. "Of course. Come in, please."
Soun looked concerned, "Where is Ranma?"
Nodoka studied the face of Genma's friend. Tendou Soun did a poor job of hiding his emotions. It was obvious that he expected Ranma to be there.
"Tendou-san, my son is out for the day with... friends." Nodoka replied at last, almost in apology.
As the four guests arrayed themselves around the living room table, Nodoka put some tea on and fetched some monju from the refrigerator. She carefully arrayed the treats on a plate. Nodoka focussed on them for a few moments, trying to understand WHY the Tendous would visit her.
"Excuse me, please, Mrs. Saotome. Do you need any help?" a soft voice inquired, rousing her from her musings.
"What?" Nodoka whispered. "Oh, Kasumi-chan. Of course you can help." Nodoka said as she handed the plate to the oldest Tendou daughter. "Please take these out to your sisters and father. I'll be along in a moment."
"Of course... auntie." Kasumi replied, happy to help in whatever way she could.
Auntie? Nodoka thought as a happier expression came to her. "Thank you, Kasumi." she said at last, then turned to pour the tea for her guests.
Soun struggled with what to say, the blurted out, "Mrs. Saotome, My daughters want to move to Juuban, so they can transfer to your excellent High School."
Nodoka looked at them in puzzlement, "Excuse me, Tendou-san? Your three children want to move to my house with me and my son?"
"Yeah, that's it." Nabiki stated, "There are some unique uh... opportunities in Juuban that Akane, Kasumi, and I would like to investigate."
Nodoka turned to the head of the Tendou clan. "Tendou-san, could I speak to your daughters alone?"
"What could you want to tell them you couldn't tell me, Saotome?"
"Girl stuff, Daddy..." She turned to Nodoka, "Right, Mrs. S?"
"But, I am your father. I need to know what you intend to do and WHY you wish to move out." Soun protested.
"Please, father." Kasumi implored, then looked down for a moment. Realizing the importance of the situation, she looked up again, straight at her father.
Soun's stern expression softened as he saw Kasumi's conviction. He trusted his eldest almost as much as he had Keiko. The reason must have been VERY important. "Very well, I'll be in the front yard." he stated, then went out the door.
Soun left the house, curious what his children wanted to discuss Nodoka. Well, no matter what it was, it seemed that the scheme borne from his daughters' odd request might work out after all. With all four of them living under the same roof, the union of the families and Schools was assured. Smiling as he leaned on the gate, he watched the traffic pass by.
Nodoka moved back a little, so she could look at all three girls at once. "So, why do you girls REALLY want to move to Juuban?"
As Nodoka expected, Nabiki spoke first. "Mrs. Saotome, I assure you it is just so we can train with... uh... Ranma."
"Nabiki-chan, we need to tell Mrs. Saotome." Kasumi added.
Nodoka raised her hand, then nodded as she replied, "I see. And to think I thought it was to train as Sailor Senshi."
All three girls couldn't conceal their shock, Akane recovering first. " I suppose Ranma told you!" she spat.
"No, Akane. I have just learned to be... observant." Nodoka replied with an unreadable expression.
Kasumi looked contrite as she spoke up. "I'm sorry for not telling you the truth Mrs. Saotome. I meant no disrespect. In fact we haven't even told our own father."
"Good," Nodoka replied. "If Soun is anything like my Genma was, he wouldn't allow the three of you out of the house if he knew the truth."
Nabiki ALMOST smiled as she picked up Nodoka's train of thought, "So WE decided to get ourselves out of the house. That way, we could train as Senshi and be in the thick of the action."
"Big talk for a businesswoman-to-be, Big Sister. How are you gonna make any money so far from your profit sources?" Akane chided as she elbowed her elder sibling.
Nabiki might have flinched for a moment before she responded. "You're partially right, I'm going to be cutting off a lot of my profits when I move to Juuban... But I've diversified. I have lots of investments in stocks, you know. So, cash flow will slow down a little, but only 'til I set up shop here. Besides I NEED to train if I'm ever going to amount to much in combat."
Akane was struck by the determination in her sister's face. She couldn't help but smile. It wasn't the smirk Sailor Europa used when she taunted Charon, but a warm smile, full of encouragement, and respect. "Good, Nabiki. I'll help you."
Determination flowed to something more serious on the middle daughter's face. "Akane, I'm flattered you want to help me, but I need to learn to do more than beat people up, punch holes in walls, and break bricks."
"Why... you! I'm a martial artist! I'll show you!" Akane replied, agitation increasing with each syllable.
Nabiki smirked in triumph, "By doing what, Akane? Beating me up? You just proved my point. When does Daddy break bricks, except as a demonstration? Does he punch holes in the wall?" Her expression softened as she continued, "Akane-chan, all of us need to learn from each other. You know Father's school, Ranma knows his father's. The Planetary Senshi can teach us what they know about using magic with the Art. We've all got to work together."
"Yes. If we all work together, maybe I'll get to do more with my life than keep house..." Kasumi flushed for a few moments before continuing. "Oh, dear. I shouldn't have said that."
Nodoka looked at the three girls. Contrite Kasumi, confident Nabiki, and expectant Akane seemed to study her every change in expression. Each of them looked to Nodoka with hope that her own dreams would be realized. At last Ranma's mother spoke. "I should level with you three too, and don't tell your father any of this. My son is spending the day with Kino Makoto, and I'm glad he is."
Akane looked disappointed and a little angry as she protested, "But, we were promised to your family!"
Nodoka looked at Akane with motherly compassion, "I understand, Akane-chan. But Ranma needs to find his own place in the world. My husband did a lot to hurt my son in the years he was gone from my side. Now, I'm a mother again, and I want my Ranma to be happy."
Nabiki smirked at her sister, "Besides, Akane. I thought you hated boys. But then, maybe this interest is because Ranma's part girl!"
"Nabiki! Why, I'll..." Akane said as she rose from her seat.
"Please be nice. We are guests." Kasumi stated in a firm, quiet voice.
Akane reddened then whispered, "Sorry," as she sank back into her seat.
"Akane-chan, it's all right. Let's let things go for a while, alright?" Nodoka asked. "But on the matter of you girls coming to stay with us... If your father approves, I will not stand in the way. I think the three of you need some freedom to find YOUR own way, too."
"I like the sound of that!" Nabiki replied with an enthusiastic shake of her head.
"But what about father?" Kasumi asked in her quiet voice, a small frown marring her normally cheerful expression.
"Maybe I could look after him... Provided you girls, and Ranma can look after MY..." A smile came to Nodoka as she realized her error, then corrected herself. "The home of my son and myself... OUR home." She narrowed her gaze to fall on Kasumi. "Will you make sure the children don't get into trouble Kasumi?"
Kasumi replied, with a surprisingly serious expression. "Of course, Mrs. Saotome. I will make certain they behave themselves."
"Very well, then. Would one of you please fetch your father?"
***
"Well, I paid for both of us to take the elevator up here... I'm out of money... Except my bus fare." Makoto stated, showing her... date an empty coin purse to emphasize the point.
"But I didn't know we had to spend money just to walk around Juuban... 'sides I don't got any extra 'cept bus fare either..." Ranma replied with a shrug.
"Excuse me," A short, redheaded girl with a long pigtail said. "I heard you two talking, and... I thought I'd pay for you guys to look through one of the telescopes," she said with a smile and a slight flush.
Makoto and Ranma did a double-take at the cute redhead, who continued to smile as she dropped a few coins into the machine, then motioned for the two to have a look.
Ranma and Makoto juggled moving the telescope, taking a look, and watching the strange red headed girl. After a short while they forgot about their benefactor, content to swap viewing opportunities until the telescope shut down with a click.
By then, the mysterious girl was gone.
After both of them looked around for a few minutes, Ranma shrugged, and Makoto looked puzzled before commenting. "Say, Ranma... Do you have a sister?"
"Nah, at least I don't think so..." Ranma replied.
They jointly surveyed the observation deck one more time. After trading a final shrug, the pair took an elevator down.
***
On the way back to the Saotome home, Ranma and Makoto walked side by side, each stealing an occasional glance at his or her companion. Makoto slowly stuck an arm out, almost touching Ranma. The boy looked at the arm and stopped. Makoto walked a few more steps, then turned to see a dumbfounded Ranma. "Sorry..." She said, trying to hide her hurt behind contrition.
For perhaps the first time in his life, Ranma understood another's feelings. He could, somehow, sense that he had hurt his best friend. "M... Mako-chan..." He stammered.
Makoto just looked at him, trying to keep her emotions to herself. The day had gone better than she had hoped; Ranma had smiled and even laughed more than once. She had hoped that... somehow, Ranma felt like her. Maybe she was wrong.
Ranma tried to collect his thoughts. All his friend wanted was for him to hold her hand. It wasn't that hard, was it? After all, she was his best friend, right?
But she was a girl and he was a guy. If he held her hand it might MEAN something... That they were more than friends.
Ranma walked slowly toward his friend. Each step was careful and deliberate as he tiptoed through the minefield that had separated him from girls in the past. When he finally reached Makoto, he hesitantly lifted his arm to touch her hand. Her soft skin tickled his fingertips, a sensation far more pleasant than he had expected. Looking into Makoto's eyes, Ranma saw her sadness melt away.
Slowly and gently, out of fear alone instead of any romantic tenderness, he wrapped his own fingers around hers. Ranma could only gaze in wonder as Makoto's face was transformed by the most beautiful and warm smile he had ever seen.
"Thanks, Ranma." She whispered.
"It's okay, Mako-chan." Heck making a girl happy was a lot easier than he thought. And somehow, it made him feel good too. He was still puzzled as to why it would affect him, however. "Let's go home." Ranma said at last.
"Sure!" Makoto replied, pleased with her progress. She decided not to push things any further, for now.
Ranma looked at Makoto for a moment as they walked. If she was happy, why did she look like she was ready to cry? Girls, he would never... He would try to understand them.
Hand in hand the two walked home. Maybe it WOULD work out, Makoto thought. Maybe...
Nodoka watched the two children walk down the street past her house, holding hands. With her help, Ranma was well on his way to becoming a man, that was clear.
But how did 'Kikuko' fit into all of this, now? Was 'she' on the road to becoming a woman? Nodoka never wanted a daughter, had she? The training had succeeded to this point, but at what cost to her son?
Of course, Ranma was also one of the Sailor Senshi, who protected the tenth district AND the world. That fact argued FOR Kikuko's continued existence. And cold water would keep her a part of his life, so proper behavior when he was a girl was important, wasn't it?
Nodoka sighed as her son and his friend disappeared as they walked down the street, past where her eyes could follow. What could she do? What her heart told her to. She had gotten Ranma this far; there was no turning back.
***
Umino waited for Naru-chan under the tree where they usually shared lunch. She seemed distracted last week. Something had happened, but Naru didn't want to discuss it. Strange, there hadn't been secrets between them, until now. He would have to get her to talk about it, which is why he had brought some extra-special shrimp for her today; hoping good food would loosen her tongue.
He turned as he heard a commotion behind him. A creature had appeared and was threatening a group of students. The he saw her, Naru-chan running as fast as she could from the battle. She stopped behind a building, and looked around to see if anyone could see her. Umino ducked behind the tree when her gaze threatened to detect him.
As he peeked out from behind the tree again, he saw her raise her arm into the air and say something, which he couldn't make out over the commotion. In an incredible display of lights and magic, Naru, HIS Naru became a Sailor Senshi and raced off after it. So, he raced off after her, carrying the box of shrimp he had bought.
As he got as little closer, he was able to study Sailor Naru more closely. She wore orange boots and a short orange skirt, with a big green bow in front. So, she wasn't one of the regular Sailor Senshi. That meant that she was one of the NEW Sailors he had heard rumors of. Maybe that was why Naru-chan had become a lot less talkative. With an almost audible click, everything fell into place.
He stood to watch the battle. Sailor Naru-chan spun like a ballerina then fired her 'Meteor Swarm' attack at the creature. Another of the new Sailors used her fiery 'Tempest Flare' in concert with Naru-chan.
A bell on a bicycle announced a third Senshi as a girl wearing a dark magenta Sailor Fuku leaped off the bike and into battle.
He heard a battle cry from the side, as two more Sailor Senshi raced to the scene. With a cry of "World Shaking", Sailor Uranus combined her attack with Neptune's "Deep Submerge" to finally dispatch the beast.
It was with sadness that Umino watched Sailor Naru-chan her teammates into an empty classroom.
A clearly sad Sailor Naru left the room, and found another to enter. Naru-chan came out just a short while later. What could a beautiful Sailor Senshi see in simple Umino? More than you think. a small voice told him.
***
A woman with deep blue hair waited on her throne for a report. A frightened, bespectacled woman tentatively entered the throne room, bowing low before Lady Azurite. The newcomer's white hair shone with youth.
"What news do you bring from your experiment, scientist?" the Ruler asked, contempt dripping from the sentence's final world.
"All is proceeding according to plan. The two Planetary Senshi who fought the creature showed the expected degradation in power levels." The woman proudly replied.
"Excellent, Halite. And the Neo Senshi?" Azurite asked, already fearing the answer.
"Their power comes from a different source, my Lady." The scientist said as she bowed deeply, both out of respect for her superior and fear at looking at Azurite's face after her revelation. The woman allowed herself a smile as she continued, "But... their transformation magic comes from the same source, and is certain to be decaying at the same rate."
"Good." Azurite spat. "If those new brats can't become Sailor Senshi, who CARES if they can still attack us in Senshi guise?"
"Indeed, Lady. In the case of the Planetary Senshi, we take the Gun AND the bullets. For the Neo Senshi, merely the gun." She found the courage to look up as she continued, "But for us, the result is the same. In a short while, they shall not stand in our way."
"Indeed, you have done well. So well, I shall make the success of this operation your PERSONAL responsibility. Succeed, and this world shall be your playground. Fail..." Complete silence provided all the answer either woman needed. Azurite continued. "In either case, I am well amused. That is all." The ruler said as she waved her servant off.
"Th... thank you, my Lady." Halite responded, using all her self-control to keep from showing any emotion until she THOUGHT she was out of Azurite's presence.
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Mineralogical tidbit: Halite (NaCl) has many common names for its various forms. The foremost of which is... table salt.
Monju: Sweet bean paste snacks, sort of like doughnuts.
Niichieju: The Chinese term for the Amazons.
The concept of Shanna came from Chad Walker cswvna@hotmail.com, used with permission.
All previous reports of sighting a 'Sailor Black Rose' in this story have been proven groundless, as I tossed out that plotline when a plotline *I* found uncomfortably similar came up in Gregg Sharp's "Featherbrite's Tale".
Another plotline suggested by Kenjiko2@aol.com AKA Robert Haynie *was* started in this episode.
Thanks to my pre-readers, Mike Koos, Fire, Richard Beaubien, Kenko, and Andrew Norris.
Thanks for reading, let me know what YOU think!
Kevin D. Hammel
December 27, 1999
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