FOAMY: It's time for another of Foamy's Fanmail…Wait a damn minute…This is yours!

CH33T4H: So, read it anyway.

FOAMY: And why the hell should I damn it?

CH33T4H: Because if you don't I'll lock you in a very small room with Pill-Ze for three days straight.

FOAMY: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD NOOOOOOOOO!

CH33T4H: Are you going to read it then?

FOAMY: Fine…I'll read your mail you…

CH33T4H: You what?

FOAMY: You beautiful, gorgeous girl you.

CH33T4H: That's better.

FOAMY: (Grumbles) Okay, first piece of fan mail comes from several people asking if Priss/Ranma kept all of her skills? The answer to that one is yes she did all though they are not as strong as they once were since she no longer made the art her life. It did give her the edge over the other sabers and made her the best fighter among the group.

FOAMY: And the second one comes from Rubel asking about Ranma's eyes in this story and where in the series it is set in. CH33T4H didn't even take in account her eyes nor did she even know about the real Priss's eyes being like that and actually left them blue but she likes the idea of them being cybernetic. This is set near the middle of 2033 and before Crash though there will be a change in it. Nigel will be in this story as Dr. Raven's son.

FOAMY: Okay, that's it, I'm done. Thank you all for coming and have a good day. Signed your lord and master, Foamy.

CH33T4H: Thank you Foamy and thank you all for your reviews. )

Chapter 3: Confrontations

The food was just as delicious as Ranma remembered it being from Ukyo which made her miss the cook and friend all the more. Every single bite she slowly savored unlike the way she once ate but since there was no one trying to steal her food for years she had broken out of that old habit.

"So you like Ukyo's cooking?" Kasumi asked as Priss finished the last of her dish.

"It was…great." Priss said with a sad smile.

"If you want I can show you to the furo and where you will be staying tonight." Kasumi said.

"Actually I need to talk to her a few minutes alone." Nabiki said, anger in her voice.

"Nabiki, she is a guest in this house." Kasumi started before being interrupted by Priss.

"It's okay, we have a lot to talk about I guess." Priss said sadly getting up as Nabiki did.

"We will be in my room for a while." Nabiki said walking away. Priss hurriedly followed her quietly to the older girl's room where Nabiki locked the door and swirled on Priss.

"Damn it Ranma!" Nabiki growled, "Why the hell didn't you tell anybody who you were?" Do you even give a damn how worried and how hurt everyone has been over you!"

"Don't you think I hurt? When I came back…The whole damn town was devastated Nabiki! They told me all of you were dead!" Priss snapped, trying to keep from crying. She still didn't cry too often but she did cry unlike the way she used to be bottling up everything hurting herself in the process.

"You should have looked harder! If you didn't leave then Genom would never have came in here and took over!" Nabiki said, shaking a little though Priss wasn't sure if it was from anger or trying to keep from crying herself.

"Why the hell do you think I could have stopped them! I can't fight a boomer! Ryouga died fighting them!" Priss cried out with a strangled sob. "Do you have any idea of the hell that I've been through or do you still only care about yourself!"

"That isn't fair." Nabiki whispered with a very hurt look on her face, "I do care…I…I missed you to you know but if you didn't leave then they wouldn't…They have daddy Ranma and you are the only one strong enough to get him back."

"Soun? Who has him? What about my mom and dad?" Priss asked.

"I'm sorry, your parents are dead Ranma but…My dad is still alive, they are keeping at the research facility under Kuno's mansion. Please…You have to help him." Nabiki pleaded with tears running down her face. "Please!"

"I'm sorry Nabiki but…I know what they do to the test subjects…I doubt he's alive if they had him." Priss sighed sadly.

"You don't know that!" Nabiki snapped. "If you just go and check…Please…"

"Nabiki…You have to face facts…If they took Soun he is dead and its way too dangerous to mess around with them." Priss said.

"DAMN YOU!" Nabiki cried slapping Priss hard, "Have you no honor! After all we done for you, you won't help us when we need it? Fuck you Ranma, if you won't do it the whole world will find out just what kind of coward Priss really is!"

"Y-You can't be serious." Priss stammered while holding her cheek though more from shock than pain.

"I'll release the few videos I have of you changing to the press, Ranma. I'm sure they will pay a lot for them too." Nabiki sneered.

"You are the coward Nabiki, always trying to blackmail everyone to do all of your dirty work." Priss said tears falling, "Go ahead and tell everybody…I…I don't care…"

"Ranma…Please…" Nabiki said softly as Priss turned to the door and unlocked it storming out of the room leaving Nabiki to collapse to her knees crying.

"Is everything okay?" Kasumi asked with concern when Priss was gathering her stuff.

"Everything is just fine…As usual my like gets to go down the toilet again…I'm so sick of this…Every…Every damn time I find a little happiness…Every time…" Priss grumbled, more to herself than anything as she couldn't stop the tears. After getting everything Priss turned and stormed out of the house and to her bike throwing on her helmet and pushing it out of the gate sadly noting Kasumi following with a worried expression.

"Ranma…please…don't go." Kasumi sniffed shocking Priss.

"I'm sorry Tendo-san." Priss said as she got on the bike, started it and peeled out taking off down the road with no real destination. She couldn't face going back home, seeing the hate on her friend's faces, the people she considered family in the other Knight Sabers. She couldn't face Leon, the man she had grown to love even if he was in the AD Police. She lied to all of them and there was nothing she could do about it now.

She spotted a small bar that didn't seem to busy and skidded to a stop outside of it. She had the fifty to get home on but she no longer had a home to return to and it was only getting later. She removed her helmet and walked into the small building and walked up to the bar where only two others was sitting while a bald man wearing a suit was wiping glasses and a girl with long bluish black hair in a waitress uniform was giving one of the people at the bar a refill.

Priss sat down as far away from the other two as she could and waited for someone to come down. It didn't take long before the man came down and after seeing her face gave a sad smile before asking, "What can I get you?"

"What ever is the cheapest." Priss said. It had been a long time since she had gotten drunk or anything like that but at the moment she no longer cared. She had just lost everything that she had worked so had for and she was on the verge of giving up completely.

Sadly the man took a glass and filled it with ice then filled it with what smelled like cheap beer. Priss didn't care though how it tasted, only how easy it could get her drunk. Looking out of the corner of her eye she saw the waitress looking at her in confusion and sadness. The girl looked a little familiar but at the moment she didn't care. She tipped the glass back and completely drained the glass in a matter of seconds.

"Can I get you a refill?" the waitress asked softly coming down to Priss.

"Sure." Priss said rubbing her eyes, she didn't want to really cry in front of this stranger for some reason.

"Are you okay?" the waitress asked sadly after handing the glass back.

"That damned Tendo bitch is trying to blackmail me, my life is over and I want to just say screw it all and just go get high like the old days…" Priss said coming close to breaking down and realized that a part of her truly did but it wouldn't solve anything and neither would sitting here getting drunk. All of it would only betray the memory of Miles, the motorcycle gang's leader and the man who saved her from destroying herself completely.

"Nabiki!" the waitress hissed in anger, "How dare she try and hurt you. I am so sorry, Priss but whatever it is don't worry I'll take care of her."

"Who are you?" Priss asked looking up in shock into the hauntingly familiar eyes of the waitress. It couldn't be her though, not that Akane wasn't beautiful because she was. But this girl was beyond that, she was gorgeous and very graceful. In fact now that Priss was paying attention to the girl she could tell that every move was made with a gentle and smooth grace that Akane never had as a tomboy. A tomboy that Priss had once loved very much as Ranma.

"I'm sorry, my name is Akane Tendo." Akane said.

"Oh shit…" Priss said in shock dropping the glass.