Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma ½ or Kingdom Hearts.

Author's Notes: Well the story is almost finished. I warned everyone about people being OOC. I'm sorry if it has been too OOC and for the rampant Akane bashing. Oh well, can't please everyone. Also, the Wild Half 12 was the result of erasing my "/". I hope you enjoy the last two chapters. Even if it is just from relief that it's almost over.

Chapter 4: Finally a way out

(and I have to go where?)

The day started like every other. Ryo was in a state of anticipation, however. The day felt laced with energy and he was sure he could get home today. He just knew it! After opening his eyes, he felt a warm weight resting against him. The Displaced Boy's eyes wandered down to his new sister, a smile forming on his face. A voice called him softly from seemingly far off.

"Ryoga." It began. His head snapped up in shock. It sounded like Bahamut ZERO! "Thank the Kami I found you. Of all the worlds to end up in. Get your affairs here in order, I will be back around noon." He said before his voice faded. When the fanged boy looked down, Choko was staring up at him with a smile. The excitement in the air awakened the other occupants of the room. Genma slept on undisturbed.

"What was that?" Ranma asked, his sister sitting up from beside him. The others voiced their questions until Ryo held a hand up.

"That was our ride home." Ryo began and explained who just contacted them. At the news, the teens wilted sadly. They knew it had to happen eventually, but this was even harder to accept then they imagined. They agreed to discuss it more over breakfast when the whole family was gathered.

The rest of the family took the news as well as the others did, badly. There were so many things to say, but so little time to say them. Choko knew it was ridiculous, they barely knew each other a few weeks, but bonds were formed in shorter spas then that. The Displaced Boy actually found himself receiving hugs and well wishes. Akane even seemed a little subdued. The girl finally face him straight on.

"I'm sorry, Ryo. I have been terrible to you. Things were changing and I had no one to talk to." She began. He could see the effort it was taking to say this. Her eyes gleamed with unshed tears. "Ranma, I'm sorry as well. I won't ask you to forgive me. It's just… I got so used to having you to myself that the idea of you actually liking my sister infuriated me. I'll just have to face the fact that I lost you." Her voice broke into sobs. Ranma hugged her, unhesitatingly. The sad girl stiffened briefly, before hugging him in response.

"Why do I feel like things have been going faster then they should have? The emotional highs are too extreme, so are the lows. Are the changes even going to remain in effect when I leave?" Ryo thought to himself. He sensed a large force nearby and prayed that his dragon friend would arrive quickly. They needed to get out of here before whatever was after him currently could attack. His pink-haired sister shared his sentiments. Mousse and Shampoo managed to get the deed to the Cat Café, after Nabiki threatened Cologne with legal action. The disappointed Matriarch was somewhat mollified when she discovered the change was permanent. Happosai was bribed with a young body as well. What really surprised everyone was when the two "elders" looked at each other.

"You certainly were beautiful back then." Happosai said to the purple haired Matriarch. The woman smiled shyly at him.

"You weren't so bad looking yourself." She replied. What made everyone think they were in the Twilight Zone was when the two of them began laughing and took off, hand in hand. That was Ryo's first indication things were being toyed with.

The morning consisted of teary goodbyes and well wishes. The two Displaced Siblings tried to stand up under the onslaught of emotional energy. They gathered outside the city in the forest to wait for Bahamut. The Dragon King was punctual, you had to give him that. He also knew how to make an entrance. Any long goodbyes were cut short, they were too awestruck. Ryo smiled.

"We need to get going. Something is seriously off here." He said. Ranma and Kasumi walked forward.

"We're gonna miss ya man. This never could have happened without you." The pigtailed martial artist said as he draped his arm about Kasumi's shoulders. The whole thing felt so unnatural to Ryo that he barely suppressed a flinch.

"I was so happy when they got together, but something is wrong about all of this. We need to get out of here. The feeling of wrongness is growing." He thought. After a few hasty goodbyes, the two fanged siblings leapt into the cockpit. The Dragon's engines warmed up before he rose into the sky. A mighty wing beat later and they were gone.

"I hope they make it home this time." Kasumi said to the man she loves. Ranma just smiled down at her as they went back to join everyone else.

The two reveled in the feeling of going home. They sat, holding hands, and wondering what was going to happen next. Bahamut suddenly blared a warning.

"Alert! There appears to be a huge mass of energy dead ahead!" Bahamut roared. Ryo ran over to the window and goggled at the sight. It looked like a man with pure black eyes and red hair, spiky and flowing with an invisible wind. He was wearing a black shirt and black silk pants. He stood perched upon a swirling black cloud.

"Halt those who meddle with affairs beyond their understanding." The man roared, black lightning accompanying his words. Bahamut roared at full volume to intimidate the aggressor, but it didn't work.

"C'mon Choko, let's get out there." Ryo said to Choko. His female counterpart nodded and gathered in her energy. The two exploded into space in their Trance states. Choko this time in the black armor while Ryoga was in the white. Bahamut was glowing with a feral red energy between them. The obviously divine being sneered down at them.

"You like to travel to other worlds and correct problems, right?" he demanded. The two nodded their heads, slightly unsure as to what was going on. "I am the God of Chaos. This world has been under my jurisdiction since ancient times and I do not appreciate anyone coming in and screwing it all up. I had plans for those people that will never come to fruition! You have tampered and destroyed a world by unconsciously manipulating things as you thought they should be." He roared. Ryo could find no words to explain himself. Here was someone who actually had a right to be angry at their meddling.

"B-but they were suffering!" he vainly tried to reason with the angry God even though he felt it in his heart that he was right.

"Often times things must get worse before they get better." He said in a gentler tone. "I cannot fix the mess you made without powerful assistance. If you have any conscience, then you will help me restore the world."

"How can we do that?" Choko asked, greatly subdued.

"It would require the power of the Keyblades. The original and the copies forged from your pure spirits. In the past, that would have caused immediate distrust, but they could tell he was speaking the truth. They willingly surrendered the mystical weapons to the God of Chaos, their vastly enhance magical energy flowing out of them and into the assembled weapons. Holding them in a cross pattern, with the original pointing up, he roared in a terrible voice that shook the very heavens. The Keyblades ignited with immense energy before suddenly exploding from existence. Hurling the two Angels across the multiverse. With a deep sigh, the God of Chaos said. "It is done." And disappeared to contemplate his next project. He did like the sound of Ranma and Kasumi…

The dulcet female tones he has come to know and fear rang in his ears.

"Ryoga ya last bum! Wake up!" Akane shouted at him. The boy sat up groggily, head splitting and the light hurting his eyes. With disbelieving eyes he took a look around and was thrilled to see his home! His island!

"The God of Chaos ain't so bad after all." He said cheerfully before an irritated voice grumbled near his hip.

"Speak for yourself, whelp. You at least are the same age." Came an irritated rant from what looked like a foot long dragon. Akane was even staring in shock at what she knew was the mightiest dragon alive.

"Bahamut…" he whispered in wonder before scooping the Junior King and standing up. Bahamut was still peeved, but settled himself against Ryoga's chest. He was about to ask about Ranko and Shampoo, but that question was soon answered. His two favorite girls were running at him. Ranko in a green one piece and Shampoo in a blue two piece. Without any warning they tackled him to the beach and smothered his face with kisses. Bahamut squawked like a hurt chicken, causing the two girls to notice him. They began cooing and fussing over him so much that he quickly forgot being irritated that he was youthened. There was still one person he had to see and was thrilled when she walked down the beach towards them. She appeared older then him by a few years, her pink hair wavy and long, a pair of round sunglasses perched in her hair. She was wearing a red bathing suit and somehow didn't clash in it.

"Good morning, little brother." She said to him. His grin was wide. The Displaced Boy was home, surrounded by friends and family, and finally back where he belonged. The only way this could get any better was to know how the NWC was doing, but decided that they would be fine without his worrying. The boy smiled and settled back, fully ready to enjoy the day. His thoughts turned to more fun topics, like what Genma would teach him today and what would Ranma have devised this time and…

The End

Author's Note: The chapter was short, I know. I am trying to get my ideas out while I have the ambition to finish it. With the lackluster reviews I got, even if I know they were well deserved, I didn't want to finish this story. Since this story is my baby, however, I can't just give it up. The next chapter is the Epilogue and it will be a lengthy one. The reason for the enhanced emotions will come out next time as well. Oh well, please read the last chapter. Ja ne