|An Untitled Crossover
Author: JJ CJ PM
Ranma.SM. Ranma has a link to Usagi in the Silver Millenium. After having watched a few of her batles, he decides to approach them. However, the Senshi have been noticing a strange presence watching them. Are they related? Find out! 2chp up now.Rated: Fiction K - English - Fantasy - Chapters: 2 - Words: 3,097 - Reviews: 19 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 11-17-04 - Published: 10-29-04 - id: 2114030
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!!On the phoneii
Welp, I'm continueing this, after having just found a fic where guy-type Ranma is the one with the powers, not Girl-type. I've decided (sort-of) on his curse so, expect some hints! ::grins:: Anywee, On with the fic!
ThE PrEsENT - YEAr 20-04, JUUbAN, JAPAN
The Sailor Senshi, in their Civilian giuses walked into the Arcade, already looking for the new games. After about ten seconds of searching, Usagi spied one (insert halo of light surrounding the new video game while a chorous of angels sing in the back ground). The crew of teenaged girls surged forward, trying to be the first ones to the machine to set the high scores. Suddenly, Rei, one of the least likley candidates for tripping, did just that: she tripped over a broom. Said broom was being held by a certain pigtailed martial artist, who, when the need arises, could never see a helpless person hurt through his actions. And he was holding the broom, soooo....
As Rei fell towards the ground, the young man moved with a speed none of the Senshi had ever seen a normal human use before. After setting Rei upright, and grabbing his broom before it fell to the ground, The young man turned to the Preistess.
"You should be more carefull, Miss - ah....." The pigtailed one looked closer at the Senshi of Fire. "Hey! It's the Preistess! Thank you for the suggestion, by the way, As you can see, I managed to get a job here!"
Recognition dawned on Rei's face. "Oh! You're the fellow from earlier! Wow, talk about coincidences! And it was nothing! Thank you for catching me! How did you do that?"
Ranma smiled as he chatted with the Senshi. It was disturbingly easy to win their trust. I guess they thInk that anyone who would try to get a job at the ShrIne can't be all bad....I guess no one's ever trIed that tactIc before...
Eventually, they went on to play their game, and Ranma went back to cleaning, but not before they had agreed to hang out some time, being as he was, in the words of Minako, when she thought they where out of hearing range, a 'total Babe'.
The next day, Usagi, Minako, Makoto and Ami met in front of the school, completly unknowing of the chaos that would ensue after this day. Classes started in the usual fashion, nothing out of the ordinary, until Block B (1).
Ranma Hadn't been late for school. With no death threats, no bicycles landing on him and no half-blind amazons attacking him, his trip from his home had been rather uneventful. Still....something was bound to happen. It was inevitable.
Somewhere in heaven, a man named Murphy was laughing. Hard. Again.
"Class we have a new student today. Why don;t you introduce yourself?"
Minako and Makoto stared at the pig-tailed young man. the same thought was on both their minds: Wow! He's Hot! Wait...Do I know him...? Oh well, He's a total babe!
Ami: That's the fellow we met at the arcade, and therefore, the same one who applied for a job at Rei's shrine.....
Usagi: When's lunch? Hey, who's that guy? Oooh, look, butterflies!.....When's lunch? Hey, who's that guy? Oooh, look, butter flies! When's...etc. (2)
Ranma steped foreward. "Well, my name's Saotome Ranma, I just moved from Nerima, so nothing you guys do can scare me, Unless you all start transforming into various animals of the zodiac or other such problems...." (3)
Mina and Mako where day-dreaming over the new student, Ami was looking up for about the missing pieces in the Silver Millenium and Usagi was eating with her usual apetite. Suddenly a voice intruded on their little world.
"Uhm, hi! Didn't I meet you four at the Arcade yesterday?"
Only Ami wasn't too busy to look up and acknowledge the martial artist before them. "Of course! You also applied for a job at Rei's temple, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I did....Hey, mind if I sit with you guys? I really don't know anyone except you four."
Ami smiled and slid over a bit to make room for Ranma."Of course! Here! Guys, you remeber Ranma, don't you?"
it was only now that the onther three noticed his precesence. Minako and Makoto imideatley started drooling. Usagi smiled and waved, then went back to her food, hardly noticing the sense of familiarity surrounding this young man....
The rest of the school day passed uneventfully, save for several of the unattached young women attending the school (and some teaching it) flirting with Ranma, who, whenever this happened, would back away slowly and then, once at a safe distance, break for cover. That cover usually being the roof of the school, where, for some reason or another, no one seemed to want to look for him.
Ranma watched as the Senshi battled yet another Youma(4) that didn't seem to want to go down. This time however, they would get no lucky break. (And Murphy was laughing again, being as he had let Ranma go for the greater part of the day.....) Ranma stood from his crouched position on the rooftop.
It was time to reveal himself.
A moment of darkness later, and Ranma was garbed in light armour which looked to be made of silver or something similar. HIs once braided hair was now tied back in a simple ponytail. on his forehead was a simple silver band, with a bright safire in the center. At his hip rested a long, thin, (and undoubtedly enchanted) saber. Suddenl;y, he heard a cry from below.
With little more than a glance, he was in movement.
Sailor Moon had been....well, if not holding her own, then at least surviving. If even that. Just as the Youma was about land a hit that would most likley have broken several hundred bones....it didn't. Sailor Moon opened her eyes to see what stopped the hit from contacting. What she saw amazed her. A young man, with long black hair wearing silver armour, stood before her, facing the youma, a saber held at the ready. TheYouma itself, who was named George (but that is inconsequential), was surprised that something had managed to hurt it. It was, at this moment at time, trying to figure out what the shiny pointy thing one of the humans had in its upper appendages was. Then it hit him.
The Moon Knight (or Ranma as we know him) smiled as the Youma fell to the ground, still confused about what exactly hit it. Before it could figure it out, it died.
"Wh-who...who are you?"
The Moon Knight turned aroundand looked at his younger sister. A smile bloomed on his face. He quickly got in under control, as he knelt down before Sailor Moon,
"My services are yours to command, Sailor Moon. Pray, what news is there from your Mother?"
"She...she's been dead for...quite a few millenea....."
"The Queen is Dead. Long Live the Queen Serenity."
"Who are you?"
"I am called The Moon Knight. Right now, I must be off. I wish you and your comrades a good evening."
He left the Senshi in a state of awe.
The net day, Ami sent out a message to the rest of the Senshi. An Urgent Message.
She found what they were looking for.
(1) - I'm using the Block/Class/whatever sytem from my school. It goes Block X (for makeup classes, before school), Block A, Block B, Lunch, Block C, Block D, Block E (After school extra classes). For this story, The Senshi at Juuban only have to go to Blocks A thru D.
(2) - I don't mean to make Usagi look/sound stupid, I'm just trying to say that she wasn't paying the least bit attention.
(3) - YES! A furuba reference! Buwahahaha! For those who don't know, Furuba is slang for the Manga/Anime Fruits Basket. Awsome manga. Love it.
(4) - I'm just calling all their demon-type-enemy things Youma. It's just a generic word I'm using........eheh....
END NOTES --
Okay, I lied about the curse, but I couldn't fit it in this chapter. Anyways, I've been reading The Hitch Hiker's Guide Trilogy of Five (I'm halfway through Book four) So my writing is going to be greatly influenced by that. See ya next Chapter!