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The stubborn half-demon refused to wait any longer after a measly three days and declared that the two martial artists either get up to follow or stay behind, before snatching up Kagome's bag and making toward the village outskirts.

Kagome looked furious and ready to repeat a certain word several times, but Ranma stopped her.

"It's okay; I'm tired of sitting around. Plus I still need to see how well these clothes feel."

The other day, Keade had surprised them all by presenting Ranma with a clothing set similar to the one the red-head had worn previously, though more fitted.

It was an odd style compared to those worn on the street in this time. The bottoms were deep navy pants, but the usual puff had been cut down to stay nearer to the legs. The shirt was tailored to fit her female form snugly and the red fabric allowed easy movement while they were walking, but was still soft enough to be comfortable, and held up to the elements.

Luckily for all, the outfit also didn't aggravate her wound. So the shard-hunters were able to continue on their journey without delay from the two newbies.

Ryoga had refused to give up his regular outfit, but didn't stand out to much beside Kagome. He carried his own pack and Ranma felt slightly odd not carrying something as well. Everyone else had their own thing as well and Ranma felt slightly odd not carrying something. That was until Keade caught up to them just outside the village.

"Here child, ye'll be needing this." She hobbled over to hand Ranma a small sack. The red-head eyes widened when she opened it to find all of the extra food the old women had along with extra herbs, bandages, and her old tattered shirt and pants.

"Grandma Keade, I couldn't take this…" Ranma made to give it back, but the old women held up a hand.

"Oh, don't take an old women's kindness for granted, young one." Keade's one eye sparkled with amusement. "Ye will need those greater than I on your journey."

Ranma resigned herself and slung the pack around her neck before giving the old priestess a grateful look.

"Oi! C'mon, we're losing daylight!" Inuyasha yelled, behind them.

"Bye Keade!" Armed with the new provisions, everybody set out once again.

"So, where are we going?" Ryoga, who'd been abnormally quiet, asked.

"Anywhere Inuyasha wants, really." Miroku answered offhandedly. Ranma and Ryoga shared a look.

"And this works for you all?" Ranma questioned skeptically.

"Hey, are you doubting my directional sense?!" Inuyasha turned to glare back at them.

"No, that's not what she was doing at all." Miroku spoke up again.

"She was just asking a question, you don't need to snap at her." Kagome chided, causing them both to launch into another argument, though this one was not serious enough to end with a sit.

And of course, through typical Jusenkyo bad luck, it started raining soon after that.

"Aw, damn." Inuyasha cursed as all eyes were turned on him. "We're not stopping. It's only a drizzle."

His statement was partly true, so Kagome handed out umbrellas and Ranma set Ryoga, in his pig-form now, on top of his pack while she carried it.

"Oww, ow, ow…" The red-head hissed under her breath as the larger bag lightly hit one of her burns with every step. It began to burn slightly as the skin ripped.

"Bwii?" Ryoga squealed something that Ranma took to be along the lines of 'are you ok'.

"I'm good. I hate rain with a passion though." The little pig gave another, apologetic, squeal. "S'okay, not your fault." Ranma panted.

A passing man driving a cart looked at them all like they were crazy, Ranma noticed through her blurring vision made an odd decision.

"It's that guys fault." The red-head laughed weakly at her own joke, before the pain overtook her and she dropped in the middle of the road. The last thing she heard was Ryoga's panicked squeals and Kagome's voice over her.

XXXXXXX

"This is entirely your fault, Inuyasha! Anyone could see Ranma shouldn't have been moving yet!"

Ranma moved on the edge of consciousness and tried to hold on to the dream she'd been having. There was another girl with dark, short hair. She smiled up at her, cute… Another voice came in, Ryoga followed into sight. She knocked him away and the dark haired girl helped him up. Why was she so angry? Who was this girl?

"Keh, she said she was fine! Sorry for believing her!"

The dark-haired girl turned back to Ranma, she was angry now. Her mouth moved, but nothing came across. Then she turned away and walked out. Ryoga grinned happily and followed at her side. There was more anger. The girl shouldn't be with Ryoga, it was wrong.

"In Inuyasha's defense Lady Kagome, Lady Ranma had seemed to have recovered from her wounds until the extra pack's weight was added."

Instead of going after them, her dream self made their way out into an unfamiliar garden and over to a pond.

"That is true Kagome-chan."

"I know, but… she has been out for a long time…"

Sitting next to it, the strong feelings still went through her. This was jealousy, nothing made sense. Her dream self hit the ground with one fist and leaned over the water. Suddenly all froze; the face in the water wasn't female. This man's hair was black; dark blue eyes stared into her own. This wasn't right, that wasn't her. Ranma's head began to throb.

"Look she's moving! What's wrong, Kagome?"

"I don't know, she might be having a nightmare."

Different scenes now, unidentifiable images: black and white fur, a kettle, cats eyes staring all around, a log set between two poles off of the ground. None of it made sense!

"Maybe she's finally waking up, and then we can leave!"

"That's rude; the people who live here have been very kind."

The girl appeared several times, with different feelings, mostly anger, but something else? Another reflection, the dark-haired boy was hit with water, another freeze, there she was! That boy was not her, she was not him. But Ryoga said…

"I wish she'd wake up too, I'm worried."

"Ranma's stronger than this, she'll recover."

This voice close to her side broke through to Ranma and allowed something else to come to the surface.

"Akane!" The red-head suddenly shot to her feet and looked unseeingly with eyes clouded by fever at the strangers surrounding the hut. Only one face was familiar, so with speed that shouldn't accompany the wounded, Ranma stumbled over to Ryoga.

And latched around his waist.

"I'm scared, not me. Not him." Ranma lifted her face from where she'd buried it in his shirt. "Akane's gone, I can't find her, can't find anything."

With those finale words her head dropped back down and the red-head was out again. Nobody moved for a while, until Kagome made to move her back to the futon in the middle of the floor, only to find that the martial artist's grip was absolute.

Ryoga didn't speak, only stared at the opposite wall with an odd look on his face while the others gave up and laid the blanket over the girl, who was practically in his lap.

Ranma's memories were returning.

Weird, I know. Memoryless girl Ranma and Ryoga are getting kinda coupleish, tell me your opinion. And also remember, this is not Ranma trapped in his female form! This is a completely different person made from Ranma's cursed side, which has his memories, sort of, and basic personality, though she will be a little more girly, due to influences.

R+R ^^