(A.N. Thanks to A-chan, who is at the moment my favorite person! She
reminds me of me!
Zero- I have absolutly no idea what you are talking about. Sorry. ^__^;;;
Chara- I'm glad you took the time to read my story. Could you please write a full sentance next time though? I have a hard time with all those abbreviations.
Born Skeptic- I have NO idea what your review meant. If it is anything to do with my spelling however, rest assured that I spellchecked it all, and any mistakes was because I was up late late in the night, and felt ill from lack of sleep. I only got 4 hours of sleep you know!!
Anywho, I've been pushing myself to do more. I woke up at 7:00am this morning and started typing. I've been working on it all day, bit by bit, and only taking time to rest. Although I wish I could take a nap.... Ah well. If I get good reviews, I'm happy.
Annoyed- You might be confused of why I put so many copies of my story in different categories, and its because I wanted it to be read more. Some people only go to certain part of FF.net, not exploring the who site. This will expose my story more.
Baka!! I haven't written a fanfiction in year. Don't flame me! If you want to critic, give me something helpful. Not just needs more parapgraph. I will repeat that I did most of this at a late time, when I wasn't well. Seriously. *put her hand to her temple to hold off incoming headache*
I'm sorry if it isn't good enough. And I'm not changing what I have so far until I complete the fanfiction. If a reread the fic I lose what little motivation I have to work on it. And if I get flames the same happens. What you *should* do, is give me a negative but helpful critic, and balance it with something positive. I had to have done at least *something* right in this fic! And don't tell me I don't know what I'm talking about! I am a commercial artist! I know how to give useful critics- its part of my job~!
I'll cut off the evil reveiwer rant here.
Vote for pairings! I may or may not take them into consideration, but I'd like to know what the majority of you want. I want to pair Hotohori and Nuriko, but I don't know if I will.
I'm also planning on mixing in Yuu Yuu Hakusho, so we can have our Suzaku, and Sailor Moon, for the sillyness of it, but I'll take other suggestions, as long as they blend well, and I know them. I suppose this fic is a bit A.U. because some part in different series will change.
Bai, and enjoy the fic!)
Chapter Four- Tasuki and Tamahome-
It was starting to make sense to Ryoga now. Why he always fought Ranma. That was what he thought as he twirled the fan that used to be his umbrella, in between his two fingers. He walked toward the Furiken High School with perfect accuracy, having no longer to deal with the direction curse. His Juysenko curse was gone, but in a way unlike any of the cures he had ever seen. A small black piglet rested on his large book bag as he carried it.
He sighed, running a hand through his flaming red hair. Ryoga Hibiki was no longer such. With an entire lifetime come back to him, not his own Ryoga, he was Tasuki. And if he was Tasuki again, that meant Miaka was in trouble. "DAMMIT! WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME!" Tasuki hollered, now standing outside the high school. People were eating lunch in the grass, and Ranma was one of them.
Of course that brought Ranma out, smirking, eating a bowl rice. "Now what's wrong P-chan? Lost again?" "And what's with the hair?" Ranma thought. It triggered a memory, of him not himself, fighting with the red headed Ryoga, and flame swirling all around.
Tasuki caught that flicker in his eyes, as Ranma willed it to go away. "No Ranma, never again. Not lost or cursed." He turned around and tossed the small pig to Ranma,who caught it dropping his rice. "Nani yo!" He shouted, drawing Akane's attention she walked over, and snatched P-chan from his arms. "Poor thing! Stop picking on P-chan Ranma!" She was about to punt Ranma into low orbit, when she heard a snarl.
"Don't you dare, onna. This is between me and Ranma, or should I say Tamahome!" Tasuki growled. Akane started to get angry, and would have done to him what she wanted to do to Ranma, when she saw the fire in what used to be Ryoga's eyes. He wasn't the same, she suddenly realized. His blue eyes had become a red brown, and his hair a flaming red. Even the colors of his clothing had changed, the shirt a navy blue, lined with a lighter blue, and his pants white, lined with the same light blue. He had baubles around his neck that she'd never seen, and hanging earrings. His bandana was gone, she realized in a flash. The one thing marking him as Hibiki was gone. And he no longer carried a pack, just that one fan.
Ranma closed his eyes in pain. All he could remember was the one he loved being ripped away from him. He didn't want to go back to whatever life that was. "No, I refuse to do this again!" The voice coming from Ranma's mouth was Tamahome, and Tasuki knew he was breaking through the shell that Ranma had put on Tamahome. Tasuki took his fan and simply waved it at Ranma, a wave of flame engulfing him. Ranma jumped out of the flame, and toward Tasuki, ready to land his elbow into Tasuki's head, to stop Tasuki from talking. The more Tasuki talked, the more he remembered. "I REFUSE TO SUFFER THE LOSS AGAIN!"
Tasuki grabbed Ranma's arm and threw him to the ground. "Baka! If we are waking again, she needs our help!" Ranma glared up. "How can we help her if she's gone!"
"You really are a baka. This is her time! Don't be a bastard! We get to find her dammit! As her seishi, we need to find the others and protect her! How can those cowardly words comes from a man I once called my brother!?" Tasuki swept a breeze of flame toward Ranma with his fan, and he rolled away from the torched spot. Sitting up his mouth agape, Ranma slowly shook his head. "She's.. alive?" He closed his eyes in a smile.
Tasuki nodded, and smacked him upside the head with his closed fan. "Of course she's alive, baka. You need to have more faith in her! She is our Miko!" Akane had lost the conversation long back, but she knew one thing. "ANOTHER FIANCEE?! HOW COULD YOU!!" She shrieked. She went to pound him into the ground with her mallet, but he caught it in his hand, eyes still closed. Slowly, he crushed it, and the oni symbol glowing on his forehead. He stood up, and opened his golden brown eyes, the blue eyes of Ranma gone.
"I have only one fiancee, and that is the Suzaku no Miko. I am Tamahome Hibiki, and all my past deeds as Ranma are gone. I have no ties here." He slowly unbraided the dragon whisker from his hair, dropping it into Akane's palm as her knees gave out. "Give this to the man who dares call himself my father. And is he follows me, tell him I'll kill him." The oni symbol flashed bright at that, and Akane knew he was truthful. Tamahome tied his hair in the ponytail it used to be, and turned his back on Akane.
Tasuki and Tamahome Hibiki walked out of the Furiken campus forever. Akane turned her head away, covering her face with her palms, and cried. Her love left forever, and she would never see him again. If she saw the man named Tamahome, it wouldn't be the man she fell in love with. Ranma Saotome had disappeared forever.
As Tasuki and Tamahome chatted and argued like it was old times again, they walked out to find a strange group on the sidewalk. Their friend Nuriko was dressed in a priest outfit, with a cross around his neck (Tamahome remembered that outfit from somewhere...), was merrily glomped to Hotohori's arm, who used to be Mu Tsu. The energy they sensed was Chichiri, was a timid grey haired boy with glasses, holding hands with a tall dark haired boy who neither of them recognized. Mitsukake was smiling welcomely at them both, dressed in Tofu's lab outfit.
"Chichiri??" Tasuki exclaimed. The boy they thought to be Chichiri shook his head. "Iie, my name is Yukito, and I'm Chichiri's reincarnation. I want to stay Yukito, because Chichiri is very different compared to who I am now. I still have his memories, and I have to say, its nice to see you well Tasuki-kun, Tama-chan."
Tamahome flinched at the nickname, and Toya looked down at Yukito. "I'm just teasing him koi; he's fun to tease." Toya nodded. "Ah." Tamahome blinked. "Koi?! And I've had enough -chan to last a lifetime."
Tasuki chuckled. "Hai, he doesn't like to be called -chan becau--!" Tasuki was cut off by Tamahome's hand. "Mitsukake knows, and Hotohori does, but I'd rather not spread it around, if it the curse is gone." He whispered harshly. Tamahome glared at Hotohori and Mitsukake, and they got the picture.
"Akane wasn't very happy with the change," Tamahome said. "Neither was Xian Pu. She freaked when she saw Nuriko and his friends. You know her little obsession with GW, right?" Hotohori questioned. It hit Tamahome at full force. "Damn, I knew manga artist know more than they are letting on to! You were Duo Maxwell once, weren't you Nuriko?"
Nuriko nodded, eyes downcast. "I have done many things I'm not proud of Tama-kun, but I did it to protect." Tamahome shrugged. He went over and whispered to Hotohori. "Are we in agreement to keep episode zero away from Nuriko-chan, and his friends?" Hotohori smirked. "And GW shrines too. Don't want our Nuriko-chan to get egotistic. I'm bad enough."
Tasuki caught the last part and broke out in laughter. Mitsukake just shook his head humorously. Yukito shrugged, and smiled up at Toya, who smiled back. Mitsukake cleared his throat to get the attention of the others. "We better head back. Nuriko-chan's friends should be back. And Tamahome, don't worry about Akane. She's a strong girl, but a bit mentally unstable since her mother died when she was young. She might well have killed you in the future,so your safer leaving."
They all agreed to that, even the ones who hadn't met her, still feeling the chaotic ki around her.
Back with the pilots strange things were happening. Hiiro, having seen a large picture of Wing Zero on the window of a manga shop, walked in. He grabbed a Gundam Wing manga and flipped through it, his eyes darkening as each page went by. This information could reveal the pilots every move, and it was all classified!
He grabbed his gun and pointed it at the mid twenties shop owner. "Omae o Korosu!" he snarled. The shopkeeper turned around smiling. "Its been awhile since we had a die hard cosplayer. Nice outfit!" Hiiro took the safety off his gun. The shopkeeper gulped. "You aren't just dressed up, are you?"
"Hn. Who are you and who do you work for?"
"This is a privately owned business, and I'm my own boss. Dammit, I didn't know that manga-ka could see into the future. Point that gun somewhere else, would you?!"
Hiiro put the safety back on, and put that gun where ever he put it. A female Duo Maxwell wannabe with long braided hair and black clothing sighed dreamily, clutching her manga closer to her chest. "Hiiro-sama.."
Hiiro turned in a flash. "Forget I was ever here," he snarled, stomping out of the shop. But she knew she would never forget, and so she became a fanfiction artist, writing self inserts where she could meet the rest of the pilots. She left to the library to use there computers. She wanted to start writing right now!
Quatre and Trowa sat at a computer, Trowa typing away, and Quatre watching. Between the two, they had found some very disturbing things. A manga named Gundam Wing had been published, telling of their life in the wars. Reading the manga scans of Episode Zero, Quatre started to understand why Duo and Hiiro acted as they did.
"If you'll excuse me Trowa, I need to use the rest room," Quatre said quietly. Trowa nodded, and as Quatre walked away, clicked the link to Quatre's chapter of Episode Zero.
As Quatre headed back, he saw a teenaged girl, with braided hair and black clothes. She was on a different row of computers, and as he walked past her, heard her mutter something under her breath. "What is it with all the Gundam Wing Yaoi?!"
Quatre looked over her shoulder, looking at the screen. She was on Fanfiction.net, sorting through the fics. Trowa x Quatre, Hiiro x Duo, Duo x Wufei!? Most of it was Yaoi! "Yes, what is with all the Gundam Wing Yaoi?" he murmured. The girl jumped, and turned around in a rush. "Sugoi~!" She breathed.
"First Hiiro Yui in that manga shop, pointing his gun at the shop keep, and now Quatre Raebera Winner, looking over my shoulder! Its my lucky day!" She smiled dreamily. Quatre sighed. "Oh Hiiro.. Did he hurt anyone?" He asked finally. She shook her head. "Nope; I think he was more startled than anything. He did steal an action figure of Wing Zero though. I think he didn't even realize he did it!"
Quatre smiled. "Sounds like Hiiro. At least no one was hurt." The girl stood up and bowed. "My name is Kino Makoto. I was going to visit a couple cousins, Kuno Tatewaki, and Kodachi, but they were a bit out of it, so I left. Do you mind if I follow you, Winner-san? This has been a rather interesting day for me." "Usa-chan would never believe it. She wouldn't even recognize my get-up. I had my hair braided the last time I saw my cousins, plus Duo is cool. I wish they hadn't been so insane." She thought to herself.
Quatre thought about it, and nodded. "Sure, but this isn't a manga, remember. Duo got himself mixed up in a little bit of magic activities, so you might have to deal with that. And please call me Quatre. "
Makoto laughed. "Only if you call me Makoto. And believe it or not, that doesn't bother me at all. I live in the Juuban district, and between demons, and magical senshi, I'm used to it, Quatre-kun." Quatre smiled. "Then I would appreciate the company. This is a little bizarre, even for me!" As they were talking, Trowa came up behind them. "Are you ready?" he said in his quiet voice, making Makoto jump a foot in the air. "Hai hai!" Makoto said. Quatre nodded, smiling. It was nice to make a new friend here.
Wufei growled to himself, as he sat on a park bench. He had wandered through the town, and saw that it was in fact an ancient Earth. He couldn't see the colonies in the sky, and those Gundam Wing manga startled him, although he would never admit it. He watched as teenaged girl with black odangoed hair came out and started practicing a kata.
Something about the kata drove him to move closer, and as he stood off to the side, he could hear her ranting to herself. "Baka Li! Leave me behind because you think I'm weak, will you?! Its my home too, and I didn't deserve to have my plane ticket destroyed! I'll train, and then I'll defeat you, whether you have magic on your side or not! I am not weak, I am strong! I am NATAKU!" She shouted the last part, a chi aura flaming around her before dying down.
Wufei realized what he thought was so familiar. If Meirin had longer hair, and a chance to get that old, that would be what she looked like. And those were her moves! If the braided baka could be a reincarnation, then Meirin could be a reincarnation of this girl!
"Meirin!" he called out. The girl turned. "Close," she said. "My name is Meiling." She smiled wryly. "Although I'm going by Nataku now, until I extract my revenge." Wufei nodded. It certainly sounded like Meirin. "I challenge you!" he called out. "If I win, you have to become my student!"
Nataku frowned. "How do I know you are honorable." Wufei held his hands out. "That, you can only judge for yourself." Nataku nodded. "Fine, I accept your terms. But if you every pull anything, I'm out of here!"
Nataku and Wufei turned to face each other, and bowed. The match didn't last long, for Wufei had far more experience, and in less than a minute, he had hit a pressure point on the back of her neck, sending her spine out of commission. "Aw, kuso. Now how what am I supposed to do?" Wufei shrugged and picked her up. "It'll wear off. I'm staying with a friend of a companion of mine. He's a doctor, and we can find a place for you. Now where is your stuff?"
The tone in his voice was final. She rolled her eyes, giving it up. "Over by the bench you had been sitting on." He walked over, finding a small pack, and throwing it over his shoulder like it was nothing, while carrying her. "I never did find out your name," she spoke softly.
"Chang Wufei."
Yukito, Toya, Hotohori, Nuriko, Mitsukake, Tasuki and Tamahome returned to Tofu's office to find a strange site. The assistant had already taken off, and since most of his normal patients were with him, Mitsukake had closed the office early. Nuriko bounced to find Hiiro glaring at a chibi-wing zero on a key chain, Wufei talking pleasantly with a Chinese girl, holding her up with his arm, and Quatre chatting with a braided haired girl with emerald eyes. Trowa was seen sitting in a corner, listening to both conversations.
"EEP!" Nuriko cried, tripping in shock. "Nuriko-chan!" Hotohori rushed forward and caught Nuriko. "Doomo Arigato Hotohori-sama," Nuriko said, blushing. At this the braided girl broke off from the conversation, and started to twitch. Grabbing her book bag, she swung it around and pulled out to manga. Gundam Wing, and Fushigi Yuugi.
She stood up abruptly. "This is weird. A case of, when manga collide!" She looked at both, before hurriedly sticking them back in her bag. "Do any of you know if Miaka's brother is a decent artist?" At Miaka's name, everyone turned to her in a rush.
"How do you know about Maika? Do you know where she is?" Tamahome asked hurriedly. "No," she said. "But I do know that her brother was the only one to see everything that happened in that world, having read the book while you lived it. And I do know that he probably sold the story line to a manga-ka and got rich, because there is a manga out of you guys too!"
Nuriko giggled. "Sugoi~! Now I'm in two manga!" Makato suddenly turned and recognized the clothing. "Duo Maxwell and Nuriko in one! The horror!" She shuddered. Wufei laughed. "Either way, he's still a braided baka."
Nuriko and Makoto both flushed at that, and Makoto took down her hair and put it in a top-knot. Mitsukake sighed, looking at all the different people crowding the small doctors office. "Maybe we should change base. Does anyone else know where we should go?"
Tasuki shrugged. "Well, I live in a mansion. I rarely go home though." Nuriko raised an eyebrow. "Why?" Tasuki closed his eyes. "I had a family curse, and could never find my way." He smiled. "But now I can, so why not?"
"Okay then!" said Yukito. "To Tasuki's mansion we go!" He waved his hand and the old straw hat appeared in it. "You know what to do people!" So starting with Tasuki, and Tamahome, people started jumping in the hat and disappearing. After the seishi, went the pilots and Makoto, who already knew what this was. Nataku was a little apprehensive, but with Wufei's urging, jumped in. Finally, Toya and Yukito disappeared, locked in an embrace.
Nabiki stared with wide eyes, from what had just occurred before her. She had been following "Tamahome", to try to find out what was happening, and the talk confused her even more. She had nothing to report, except that they may be at wherever the Hibiki Mansion was.
Chapter Five- Suzaku
Yuusuke stood up wearily, being pulled up by Kuwabara. "We did it. WE DID IT!! WOOHOO!" Yuusuke jumped up, suddenly filled with energy. "And Keiko is safe too!" While he was patting himself on the back, Hiei noticed a red glow moving in from the corner. "We're not done yet!" He snapped.
Yuusuke's head snapped around and he saw a fully healed Suzaku on his knee's staring at his hands. "Dammit! Why do they always come back!" Yuusuke cried, powering up to blast Suzaku with all of the energy he had left. "Wait Urameshi! This isn't the same guy! He's human!" Kuwabara grabbed Yuusuke's glowing palms, and glared.
Yuusuke faltered. "Human?" He asked, powering down. He shook free of Kuwabara, and walked over to Suzaku, pausing in front of him. "I'm free..." Suzaku breathed. "After all those long millennia being trapped, I'm finally free." A single tear dripped down his face, hitting his kneecap. The kanji symbol for Phoenix shone brightly where the tear hit, before fading. At that Suzaku stood suddenly. "But if I'm free, human, and a seishi...!" He turned toward Yuusuke is a flash. "You must take me to the human realm. Miaka is in serious danger!"
"Waaait a minute! You nearly killed me and my friends, and you expect me to take you with me?!" Yuusuke cried. Suzaku's eyes pleaded with him. "That wasn't me! The demon took control of my form, and stole my name! I was a minor kami before, and after granting my Miko the wishes to heal my land, I was weak. So weak that the demon possessed me, and shoved me into the far recesses of my mind. I could only see what was happening, never control it!"
Kurama nodded. "He speak the truth." Yuusuke pondered for the moment. "Ah, what the hell. You were just a victim too! Come on then." Suzaku nodded, his eyes beaming his gratefulness. He followed after Yuusuke, Kuwabara, Kurama, and Hiei, passing the plant like corpses, and exiting the portal.
Botan and Keiko were waiting for them, and Suzaku kept his eyes downcast as the group was reunited. He may not have been able to control his actions, but it was still his body that did the deed. He couldn't help but feel guilty. As they exited the warehouse the portal was in, Kurama turned to face Suzaku. Kurama could smell the guilt radiating off of Suzaku, and knew the cause.
"It wasn't your fault Suzaku. You didn't do it. Remember that," Kurama said softly. Suzaku nodded. "I understand, although I am still saddened that it was my powers that did such a thing. I must go now, but I leave you with a gift."
As he finished the sentence, red and golden wings ripped out of his back, and he flew upward, little sparks of light being left behind. He flew over the entire rampaged city, every injured person, every destroyed object. As the sparks fell and hit each person, they were healed, and the land around them reconstructed itself. Yuusuke watched as Suzaku faded into a glow into the distance. "There something about him. I have a feeling this won't be the last time we will be seeing him."
Suzaku finally landed at a peaceful Shrine. His wings withdrew, and his clothing looked unruffled. He walked up to the door, and looked at the name on the side. "Higurashi," he said quietly to himself. A sense of displace time was settled all around the area. "So this is the place young Chiriko will appear?"
He knocked soundly on the door. An old man in priest robes opened the door. "What do you want?" the elder said. "Please honorable elder, I must stay here until the time traveler has returned..." Suzaku said, before collapsing into a faint, energies exhausted from the flight and healing..
Zero- I have absolutly no idea what you are talking about. Sorry. ^__^;;;
Chara- I'm glad you took the time to read my story. Could you please write a full sentance next time though? I have a hard time with all those abbreviations.
Born Skeptic- I have NO idea what your review meant. If it is anything to do with my spelling however, rest assured that I spellchecked it all, and any mistakes was because I was up late late in the night, and felt ill from lack of sleep. I only got 4 hours of sleep you know!!
Anywho, I've been pushing myself to do more. I woke up at 7:00am this morning and started typing. I've been working on it all day, bit by bit, and only taking time to rest. Although I wish I could take a nap.... Ah well. If I get good reviews, I'm happy.
Annoyed- You might be confused of why I put so many copies of my story in different categories, and its because I wanted it to be read more. Some people only go to certain part of FF.net, not exploring the who site. This will expose my story more.
Baka!! I haven't written a fanfiction in year. Don't flame me! If you want to critic, give me something helpful. Not just needs more parapgraph. I will repeat that I did most of this at a late time, when I wasn't well. Seriously. *put her hand to her temple to hold off incoming headache*
I'm sorry if it isn't good enough. And I'm not changing what I have so far until I complete the fanfiction. If a reread the fic I lose what little motivation I have to work on it. And if I get flames the same happens. What you *should* do, is give me a negative but helpful critic, and balance it with something positive. I had to have done at least *something* right in this fic! And don't tell me I don't know what I'm talking about! I am a commercial artist! I know how to give useful critics- its part of my job~!
I'll cut off the evil reveiwer rant here.
Vote for pairings! I may or may not take them into consideration, but I'd like to know what the majority of you want. I want to pair Hotohori and Nuriko, but I don't know if I will.
I'm also planning on mixing in Yuu Yuu Hakusho, so we can have our Suzaku, and Sailor Moon, for the sillyness of it, but I'll take other suggestions, as long as they blend well, and I know them. I suppose this fic is a bit A.U. because some part in different series will change.
Bai, and enjoy the fic!)
Chapter Four- Tasuki and Tamahome-
It was starting to make sense to Ryoga now. Why he always fought Ranma. That was what he thought as he twirled the fan that used to be his umbrella, in between his two fingers. He walked toward the Furiken High School with perfect accuracy, having no longer to deal with the direction curse. His Juysenko curse was gone, but in a way unlike any of the cures he had ever seen. A small black piglet rested on his large book bag as he carried it.
He sighed, running a hand through his flaming red hair. Ryoga Hibiki was no longer such. With an entire lifetime come back to him, not his own Ryoga, he was Tasuki. And if he was Tasuki again, that meant Miaka was in trouble. "DAMMIT! WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME!" Tasuki hollered, now standing outside the high school. People were eating lunch in the grass, and Ranma was one of them.
Of course that brought Ranma out, smirking, eating a bowl rice. "Now what's wrong P-chan? Lost again?" "And what's with the hair?" Ranma thought. It triggered a memory, of him not himself, fighting with the red headed Ryoga, and flame swirling all around.
Tasuki caught that flicker in his eyes, as Ranma willed it to go away. "No Ranma, never again. Not lost or cursed." He turned around and tossed the small pig to Ranma,who caught it dropping his rice. "Nani yo!" He shouted, drawing Akane's attention she walked over, and snatched P-chan from his arms. "Poor thing! Stop picking on P-chan Ranma!" She was about to punt Ranma into low orbit, when she heard a snarl.
"Don't you dare, onna. This is between me and Ranma, or should I say Tamahome!" Tasuki growled. Akane started to get angry, and would have done to him what she wanted to do to Ranma, when she saw the fire in what used to be Ryoga's eyes. He wasn't the same, she suddenly realized. His blue eyes had become a red brown, and his hair a flaming red. Even the colors of his clothing had changed, the shirt a navy blue, lined with a lighter blue, and his pants white, lined with the same light blue. He had baubles around his neck that she'd never seen, and hanging earrings. His bandana was gone, she realized in a flash. The one thing marking him as Hibiki was gone. And he no longer carried a pack, just that one fan.
Ranma closed his eyes in pain. All he could remember was the one he loved being ripped away from him. He didn't want to go back to whatever life that was. "No, I refuse to do this again!" The voice coming from Ranma's mouth was Tamahome, and Tasuki knew he was breaking through the shell that Ranma had put on Tamahome. Tasuki took his fan and simply waved it at Ranma, a wave of flame engulfing him. Ranma jumped out of the flame, and toward Tasuki, ready to land his elbow into Tasuki's head, to stop Tasuki from talking. The more Tasuki talked, the more he remembered. "I REFUSE TO SUFFER THE LOSS AGAIN!"
Tasuki grabbed Ranma's arm and threw him to the ground. "Baka! If we are waking again, she needs our help!" Ranma glared up. "How can we help her if she's gone!"
"You really are a baka. This is her time! Don't be a bastard! We get to find her dammit! As her seishi, we need to find the others and protect her! How can those cowardly words comes from a man I once called my brother!?" Tasuki swept a breeze of flame toward Ranma with his fan, and he rolled away from the torched spot. Sitting up his mouth agape, Ranma slowly shook his head. "She's.. alive?" He closed his eyes in a smile.
Tasuki nodded, and smacked him upside the head with his closed fan. "Of course she's alive, baka. You need to have more faith in her! She is our Miko!" Akane had lost the conversation long back, but she knew one thing. "ANOTHER FIANCEE?! HOW COULD YOU!!" She shrieked. She went to pound him into the ground with her mallet, but he caught it in his hand, eyes still closed. Slowly, he crushed it, and the oni symbol glowing on his forehead. He stood up, and opened his golden brown eyes, the blue eyes of Ranma gone.
"I have only one fiancee, and that is the Suzaku no Miko. I am Tamahome Hibiki, and all my past deeds as Ranma are gone. I have no ties here." He slowly unbraided the dragon whisker from his hair, dropping it into Akane's palm as her knees gave out. "Give this to the man who dares call himself my father. And is he follows me, tell him I'll kill him." The oni symbol flashed bright at that, and Akane knew he was truthful. Tamahome tied his hair in the ponytail it used to be, and turned his back on Akane.
Tasuki and Tamahome Hibiki walked out of the Furiken campus forever. Akane turned her head away, covering her face with her palms, and cried. Her love left forever, and she would never see him again. If she saw the man named Tamahome, it wouldn't be the man she fell in love with. Ranma Saotome had disappeared forever.
As Tasuki and Tamahome chatted and argued like it was old times again, they walked out to find a strange group on the sidewalk. Their friend Nuriko was dressed in a priest outfit, with a cross around his neck (Tamahome remembered that outfit from somewhere...), was merrily glomped to Hotohori's arm, who used to be Mu Tsu. The energy they sensed was Chichiri, was a timid grey haired boy with glasses, holding hands with a tall dark haired boy who neither of them recognized. Mitsukake was smiling welcomely at them both, dressed in Tofu's lab outfit.
"Chichiri??" Tasuki exclaimed. The boy they thought to be Chichiri shook his head. "Iie, my name is Yukito, and I'm Chichiri's reincarnation. I want to stay Yukito, because Chichiri is very different compared to who I am now. I still have his memories, and I have to say, its nice to see you well Tasuki-kun, Tama-chan."
Tamahome flinched at the nickname, and Toya looked down at Yukito. "I'm just teasing him koi; he's fun to tease." Toya nodded. "Ah." Tamahome blinked. "Koi?! And I've had enough -chan to last a lifetime."
Tasuki chuckled. "Hai, he doesn't like to be called -chan becau--!" Tasuki was cut off by Tamahome's hand. "Mitsukake knows, and Hotohori does, but I'd rather not spread it around, if it the curse is gone." He whispered harshly. Tamahome glared at Hotohori and Mitsukake, and they got the picture.
"Akane wasn't very happy with the change," Tamahome said. "Neither was Xian Pu. She freaked when she saw Nuriko and his friends. You know her little obsession with GW, right?" Hotohori questioned. It hit Tamahome at full force. "Damn, I knew manga artist know more than they are letting on to! You were Duo Maxwell once, weren't you Nuriko?"
Nuriko nodded, eyes downcast. "I have done many things I'm not proud of Tama-kun, but I did it to protect." Tamahome shrugged. He went over and whispered to Hotohori. "Are we in agreement to keep episode zero away from Nuriko-chan, and his friends?" Hotohori smirked. "And GW shrines too. Don't want our Nuriko-chan to get egotistic. I'm bad enough."
Tasuki caught the last part and broke out in laughter. Mitsukake just shook his head humorously. Yukito shrugged, and smiled up at Toya, who smiled back. Mitsukake cleared his throat to get the attention of the others. "We better head back. Nuriko-chan's friends should be back. And Tamahome, don't worry about Akane. She's a strong girl, but a bit mentally unstable since her mother died when she was young. She might well have killed you in the future,so your safer leaving."
They all agreed to that, even the ones who hadn't met her, still feeling the chaotic ki around her.
Back with the pilots strange things were happening. Hiiro, having seen a large picture of Wing Zero on the window of a manga shop, walked in. He grabbed a Gundam Wing manga and flipped through it, his eyes darkening as each page went by. This information could reveal the pilots every move, and it was all classified!
He grabbed his gun and pointed it at the mid twenties shop owner. "Omae o Korosu!" he snarled. The shopkeeper turned around smiling. "Its been awhile since we had a die hard cosplayer. Nice outfit!" Hiiro took the safety off his gun. The shopkeeper gulped. "You aren't just dressed up, are you?"
"Hn. Who are you and who do you work for?"
"This is a privately owned business, and I'm my own boss. Dammit, I didn't know that manga-ka could see into the future. Point that gun somewhere else, would you?!"
Hiiro put the safety back on, and put that gun where ever he put it. A female Duo Maxwell wannabe with long braided hair and black clothing sighed dreamily, clutching her manga closer to her chest. "Hiiro-sama.."
Hiiro turned in a flash. "Forget I was ever here," he snarled, stomping out of the shop. But she knew she would never forget, and so she became a fanfiction artist, writing self inserts where she could meet the rest of the pilots. She left to the library to use there computers. She wanted to start writing right now!
Quatre and Trowa sat at a computer, Trowa typing away, and Quatre watching. Between the two, they had found some very disturbing things. A manga named Gundam Wing had been published, telling of their life in the wars. Reading the manga scans of Episode Zero, Quatre started to understand why Duo and Hiiro acted as they did.
"If you'll excuse me Trowa, I need to use the rest room," Quatre said quietly. Trowa nodded, and as Quatre walked away, clicked the link to Quatre's chapter of Episode Zero.
As Quatre headed back, he saw a teenaged girl, with braided hair and black clothes. She was on a different row of computers, and as he walked past her, heard her mutter something under her breath. "What is it with all the Gundam Wing Yaoi?!"
Quatre looked over her shoulder, looking at the screen. She was on Fanfiction.net, sorting through the fics. Trowa x Quatre, Hiiro x Duo, Duo x Wufei!? Most of it was Yaoi! "Yes, what is with all the Gundam Wing Yaoi?" he murmured. The girl jumped, and turned around in a rush. "Sugoi~!" She breathed.
"First Hiiro Yui in that manga shop, pointing his gun at the shop keep, and now Quatre Raebera Winner, looking over my shoulder! Its my lucky day!" She smiled dreamily. Quatre sighed. "Oh Hiiro.. Did he hurt anyone?" He asked finally. She shook her head. "Nope; I think he was more startled than anything. He did steal an action figure of Wing Zero though. I think he didn't even realize he did it!"
Quatre smiled. "Sounds like Hiiro. At least no one was hurt." The girl stood up and bowed. "My name is Kino Makoto. I was going to visit a couple cousins, Kuno Tatewaki, and Kodachi, but they were a bit out of it, so I left. Do you mind if I follow you, Winner-san? This has been a rather interesting day for me." "Usa-chan would never believe it. She wouldn't even recognize my get-up. I had my hair braided the last time I saw my cousins, plus Duo is cool. I wish they hadn't been so insane." She thought to herself.
Quatre thought about it, and nodded. "Sure, but this isn't a manga, remember. Duo got himself mixed up in a little bit of magic activities, so you might have to deal with that. And please call me Quatre. "
Makoto laughed. "Only if you call me Makoto. And believe it or not, that doesn't bother me at all. I live in the Juuban district, and between demons, and magical senshi, I'm used to it, Quatre-kun." Quatre smiled. "Then I would appreciate the company. This is a little bizarre, even for me!" As they were talking, Trowa came up behind them. "Are you ready?" he said in his quiet voice, making Makoto jump a foot in the air. "Hai hai!" Makoto said. Quatre nodded, smiling. It was nice to make a new friend here.
Wufei growled to himself, as he sat on a park bench. He had wandered through the town, and saw that it was in fact an ancient Earth. He couldn't see the colonies in the sky, and those Gundam Wing manga startled him, although he would never admit it. He watched as teenaged girl with black odangoed hair came out and started practicing a kata.
Something about the kata drove him to move closer, and as he stood off to the side, he could hear her ranting to herself. "Baka Li! Leave me behind because you think I'm weak, will you?! Its my home too, and I didn't deserve to have my plane ticket destroyed! I'll train, and then I'll defeat you, whether you have magic on your side or not! I am not weak, I am strong! I am NATAKU!" She shouted the last part, a chi aura flaming around her before dying down.
Wufei realized what he thought was so familiar. If Meirin had longer hair, and a chance to get that old, that would be what she looked like. And those were her moves! If the braided baka could be a reincarnation, then Meirin could be a reincarnation of this girl!
"Meirin!" he called out. The girl turned. "Close," she said. "My name is Meiling." She smiled wryly. "Although I'm going by Nataku now, until I extract my revenge." Wufei nodded. It certainly sounded like Meirin. "I challenge you!" he called out. "If I win, you have to become my student!"
Nataku frowned. "How do I know you are honorable." Wufei held his hands out. "That, you can only judge for yourself." Nataku nodded. "Fine, I accept your terms. But if you every pull anything, I'm out of here!"
Nataku and Wufei turned to face each other, and bowed. The match didn't last long, for Wufei had far more experience, and in less than a minute, he had hit a pressure point on the back of her neck, sending her spine out of commission. "Aw, kuso. Now how what am I supposed to do?" Wufei shrugged and picked her up. "It'll wear off. I'm staying with a friend of a companion of mine. He's a doctor, and we can find a place for you. Now where is your stuff?"
The tone in his voice was final. She rolled her eyes, giving it up. "Over by the bench you had been sitting on." He walked over, finding a small pack, and throwing it over his shoulder like it was nothing, while carrying her. "I never did find out your name," she spoke softly.
"Chang Wufei."
Yukito, Toya, Hotohori, Nuriko, Mitsukake, Tasuki and Tamahome returned to Tofu's office to find a strange site. The assistant had already taken off, and since most of his normal patients were with him, Mitsukake had closed the office early. Nuriko bounced to find Hiiro glaring at a chibi-wing zero on a key chain, Wufei talking pleasantly with a Chinese girl, holding her up with his arm, and Quatre chatting with a braided haired girl with emerald eyes. Trowa was seen sitting in a corner, listening to both conversations.
"EEP!" Nuriko cried, tripping in shock. "Nuriko-chan!" Hotohori rushed forward and caught Nuriko. "Doomo Arigato Hotohori-sama," Nuriko said, blushing. At this the braided girl broke off from the conversation, and started to twitch. Grabbing her book bag, she swung it around and pulled out to manga. Gundam Wing, and Fushigi Yuugi.
She stood up abruptly. "This is weird. A case of, when manga collide!" She looked at both, before hurriedly sticking them back in her bag. "Do any of you know if Miaka's brother is a decent artist?" At Miaka's name, everyone turned to her in a rush.
"How do you know about Maika? Do you know where she is?" Tamahome asked hurriedly. "No," she said. "But I do know that her brother was the only one to see everything that happened in that world, having read the book while you lived it. And I do know that he probably sold the story line to a manga-ka and got rich, because there is a manga out of you guys too!"
Nuriko giggled. "Sugoi~! Now I'm in two manga!" Makato suddenly turned and recognized the clothing. "Duo Maxwell and Nuriko in one! The horror!" She shuddered. Wufei laughed. "Either way, he's still a braided baka."
Nuriko and Makoto both flushed at that, and Makoto took down her hair and put it in a top-knot. Mitsukake sighed, looking at all the different people crowding the small doctors office. "Maybe we should change base. Does anyone else know where we should go?"
Tasuki shrugged. "Well, I live in a mansion. I rarely go home though." Nuriko raised an eyebrow. "Why?" Tasuki closed his eyes. "I had a family curse, and could never find my way." He smiled. "But now I can, so why not?"
"Okay then!" said Yukito. "To Tasuki's mansion we go!" He waved his hand and the old straw hat appeared in it. "You know what to do people!" So starting with Tasuki, and Tamahome, people started jumping in the hat and disappearing. After the seishi, went the pilots and Makoto, who already knew what this was. Nataku was a little apprehensive, but with Wufei's urging, jumped in. Finally, Toya and Yukito disappeared, locked in an embrace.
Nabiki stared with wide eyes, from what had just occurred before her. She had been following "Tamahome", to try to find out what was happening, and the talk confused her even more. She had nothing to report, except that they may be at wherever the Hibiki Mansion was.
Chapter Five- Suzaku
Yuusuke stood up wearily, being pulled up by Kuwabara. "We did it. WE DID IT!! WOOHOO!" Yuusuke jumped up, suddenly filled with energy. "And Keiko is safe too!" While he was patting himself on the back, Hiei noticed a red glow moving in from the corner. "We're not done yet!" He snapped.
Yuusuke's head snapped around and he saw a fully healed Suzaku on his knee's staring at his hands. "Dammit! Why do they always come back!" Yuusuke cried, powering up to blast Suzaku with all of the energy he had left. "Wait Urameshi! This isn't the same guy! He's human!" Kuwabara grabbed Yuusuke's glowing palms, and glared.
Yuusuke faltered. "Human?" He asked, powering down. He shook free of Kuwabara, and walked over to Suzaku, pausing in front of him. "I'm free..." Suzaku breathed. "After all those long millennia being trapped, I'm finally free." A single tear dripped down his face, hitting his kneecap. The kanji symbol for Phoenix shone brightly where the tear hit, before fading. At that Suzaku stood suddenly. "But if I'm free, human, and a seishi...!" He turned toward Yuusuke is a flash. "You must take me to the human realm. Miaka is in serious danger!"
"Waaait a minute! You nearly killed me and my friends, and you expect me to take you with me?!" Yuusuke cried. Suzaku's eyes pleaded with him. "That wasn't me! The demon took control of my form, and stole my name! I was a minor kami before, and after granting my Miko the wishes to heal my land, I was weak. So weak that the demon possessed me, and shoved me into the far recesses of my mind. I could only see what was happening, never control it!"
Kurama nodded. "He speak the truth." Yuusuke pondered for the moment. "Ah, what the hell. You were just a victim too! Come on then." Suzaku nodded, his eyes beaming his gratefulness. He followed after Yuusuke, Kuwabara, Kurama, and Hiei, passing the plant like corpses, and exiting the portal.
Botan and Keiko were waiting for them, and Suzaku kept his eyes downcast as the group was reunited. He may not have been able to control his actions, but it was still his body that did the deed. He couldn't help but feel guilty. As they exited the warehouse the portal was in, Kurama turned to face Suzaku. Kurama could smell the guilt radiating off of Suzaku, and knew the cause.
"It wasn't your fault Suzaku. You didn't do it. Remember that," Kurama said softly. Suzaku nodded. "I understand, although I am still saddened that it was my powers that did such a thing. I must go now, but I leave you with a gift."
As he finished the sentence, red and golden wings ripped out of his back, and he flew upward, little sparks of light being left behind. He flew over the entire rampaged city, every injured person, every destroyed object. As the sparks fell and hit each person, they were healed, and the land around them reconstructed itself. Yuusuke watched as Suzaku faded into a glow into the distance. "There something about him. I have a feeling this won't be the last time we will be seeing him."
Suzaku finally landed at a peaceful Shrine. His wings withdrew, and his clothing looked unruffled. He walked up to the door, and looked at the name on the side. "Higurashi," he said quietly to himself. A sense of displace time was settled all around the area. "So this is the place young Chiriko will appear?"
He knocked soundly on the door. An old man in priest robes opened the door. "What do you want?" the elder said. "Please honorable elder, I must stay here until the time traveler has returned..." Suzaku said, before collapsing into a faint, energies exhausted from the flight and healing..
