Plot Idea One
A Ranma/Sailor Moon Story
Chapter 1, Shortened majorly
Ranma was pissed. She'd been using a combination of Ryoga's Shishi Hokodan and the anger Chi she had stored up in her body. She hadn't been able to use the Moko Takabisha ever sense that day.
It wasn't her fault! Why couldn't her father understand that? She'd done everything she could, and yet it wasn't enough. She'd lost.
To Herb, of all people.
And now she was stuck as the one thing she hoped she'd never be stuck as. A girl.
After she'd returned home, still locked, her father had disowned her. She was cast back out on the streets that night. However, there was one thing that had surprised her more than anything else that day. It was her travel companion.
Not three minutes after she left, she heard someone yelling to her. She turned around, only to have her jaw almost hit the ground when she saw who was coming after her, suitcase in hand.
Akane.
She'd abandoned her family after nobody, not even Kasumi did anything to stop Genma. She'd rushed upstairs and packed the bare essentials before charging after her. Ranma was almost as shocked by what she did when she reached her.
She tackled her before putting her in a fierce lip-lock.
Ranma was stunned, but not in a bad way. While she may be stuck as a girl, she still liked girls, and although she never told anyone, she and Akane had liked each other for quite a while. However, Akane had only really liked her female form, so they'd kept it a secret while they tried to find a middle ground. Now, it looked like they wouldn't have to. Now, they just needed to find a place to stay.
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"you sure this is a good idea, Akane?" Said the Red-Headed martial artist. She was looking at a welcome sign to another district of Tokyo. Her companion glared at her, slightly.
"I've put a lot of thought into this. This is our best chance. Now, here, take the blonde hair dye." She said, handing a bottle to her. "And I told you, you need to start using the fake names, even if we're alone!" she said. Ranma looked at the bottle before sighing in defeat.
"Fine, but why do you get the aqua-green hair dye?" She said.
"Because, you've had the exotic hair until now. Now, it's my turn! And you haven't used the fake name yet, Haruka."
Ranma, now Haruka, sighed. "Fine, Michiru." 'But really, why Juuban?' was her thought.
END
Adopters(s): None, A.T.M.
Post Note: I accidentally gave them the wrong names for their personalities. I have changed that now. however, they really could fit either. This just seems the better fit.