Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma ½, Kingdom Hearts, or Wild Arms 3. The writer has no money so suing serves no purpose.

Author's Notes: This is the end my friends. I am so sad to say goodbye to this story, which you all have seemed to love. What kind of writer would I have been if I left in on that cliffhanger? Time for the resolution to this tale and always remember to tip your waitress. (winces) That had to hurt.

A Different Side,

A Different Story

Epilogue: The Closing of a Tale

Excerpt from Ryoga's Journal…

So, I guess it wasn't really goodbye, was it journal? I actually believed at the time we wouldn't survive and it saddened me. I'm glad that we all survived and emerged victorious. This was a wild adventure full of action, adventure, and humor with moments of such intense fear they will be seared into my brain forever. No one should have had to see what we did and no one will have to again. I don't remember anything of what happened after the door to Kingdom Hearts opened except that I lost my new friends. There were tears, but we realized that as long as our hearts remembered that, then we were never apart. We woke up on the Tokyo Islands in an ungraceful heap. Shampoo and Ranko thought my reaction was hilarious as I tried to get out from under them. A cocky, but cheerful voice said "Looks like you have a problem there." and we all stared in shock at Ranma. The Ranma we all knew was returned and looked no worse for the wear. We scrambled to our feet as he laughed good-naturedly just before with a happy squeal, Ranko flung herself at him with a cry of "Oni-chan!" that knocked him down. The laughter turned on him as he hesitantly hugged his new sister, whispering apologies to her. I was actually feeling a teary myself until I heard a familiar cry of "Hibiki prepare to die!" and had to dodge that blind idiot's misdirected attacks. Ranma lost his temper as one shuriken narrowly missed Ranko's head. With a cry of "Mouko Takabisha!" sent Mousse into LEO. Well, I have Ranko and Shampoo tugging on me to hurry up. I'll talk to later, journal. Ja ne!

Ryoga stowed his journal in his bag and let them drag him to his feet. "C'mon Ryoga!" Ranko urged. "We must find the violent-girl." Shampoo said reluctantly. The fanged boy grinned at the two "Can't keep Akane waiting, ne?" he said as the three took off towards the back beach. Ranma said he heard something from back there and had arranged a search party. Ryoga, Shampoo, Ranko, Mousse, Ukyou, and, of course, Ranma. The pig-tailed boy waved as they approached "Okay, the sound came from somewhere around here. Ryoga, you take the north end of the beach." He said to the cursed boy as his gaze wandered to everyone else, giving them their orders. Everyone scattered to their places.

Several hours later and Ryoga was growing impatient. His voice was growing hoarse from his constant calls of "Akane!" but with no result. Finally, in irritation, he screamed "You violent, uncute, macho tomboy! Dumb as a brick and twice as thick! Where the hell are you?" The sound rolled across the water just before the cry of "Ryoga you jerk!" and a near miss by the lovely Mallet-sama. Akane just blinked as her target seemed to blur and reappear. "I knew that would draw you out." He said with a smirk. "Why didn't you answer when we called?" the boy asked. The ever-violent girl growled "I didn't hear anything except your stupid mouth!" Further conversation was cut off when the rest of the gang ran up to see what caused the commotion. "Akane!" Ranma said with relief. The tomboy looked at Ranma in surprise, he looked so worried! "You're ok!" he cried out in relief and hugged her tight. She stiffened for a second before returning the hug just as tightly. The others decided to leave the two of them alone.

Days seemed to pass slowly on the island. The children were able to have fun once again in a land without fear. Ryoga had discovered that he still had his Keyblades and still practiced his improvised two-sword skill daily. Since there was nothing Ranma hated more then not knowing a technique, he asked Ryoga to teach him. They were currently engaged in a lightning fast spar, using wooden swords instead of real ones of course. Shampoo and Ranko sat on the sidelines watching while Akane frowned in concentration over a battery-powered hotplate. It turned into a daily thing to watch the two spar, Nabiki would take bets and Kasumi would bring refreshments. Ukyou would sell food, even grilled hotdogs beside her beloved okonomiyaki. Mousse was desperately pledging his undying love to a tree while Kuno tried to court his loves Ranko and Akane, with disastrous results.

Ranma was growing desperate. His rival was not only good, but he was better then Ranma was! At least the two were sparring on a higher level then they used to. Ryoga would try his best, but anger would get the best of him and he'd screw up. Now Ranma was losing his cool, the Soul of Ice technique just wasn't cutting it anymore. His pops was once again better then him, even his sister was better! With shock, he realized he just lost again. His thoughts had run away with him again and he got distracted. "That was really good, Ranma!" Ryoga said and held out his hand. Ranma rubbed the back of his neck nervously before shaking hands. When had the fanged boy become so, well, nice? "Man, you're unreal." Ranma said, shaking his head. Akane came over with something that fizzled and popped unpleasantly. "Here! I made you something to cheer you up!" she said with a rather cure smile. It no longer stirred the cursed martial artist like it used to. He had enough girl troubles without adding more he thought as he looked to Ranko and Shampoo. The pig-tailed boy looked at the menacing concoction, but decided not to make her mad and took a bite. Despite the liquid appearance, it crunched in his mouth. After a few chews he blinked. "By Kami-sama… This is edible!" he exclaimed. Akane flushed in a balance between pleasure and anger before pleasure won out. Ryoga found himself on the end of a double glomp that flung them into the water. The girls looked sheepishly at the neo-girl. Their friend just smiled and said "Ya wanna kiss me, now?" and swam after the girls as they shrieked and giggled madly.

It was another beautiful day on the Nerima islands, except for the rain. The neo-girl trudged along, hiking up her backpack. She was on her way to visit Shampoo who lived on the other end of the island with her grandmother. Since her directional curse seemed to be inactive, she was taking advantage of it. The day had started out pretty good, really. She got to sleep in and found both her parents were there when she woke up! Well, she was a boy at the time, until mom spilled some cold orange juice on her son. The explanations lasted for a few hours as Ryoga had to recount her journey as well. It wound up being late afternoon before she set out. "With some of the places my parents have been, they could believe an impossible sounding story or two." She smiled in amusement. The wandering neo-girl found herself distracted by denser foliage and a dinosaur grazing nearby. "Oh no. No no no… It's back!" she panicked "Where the hell am I NOW?" she shouted to the unfeeling sky.

The End…?

Author's Note: Bwahahahahaha I am evil, ne? Yes, I am not quite finished with poor Ryoga. Stay tuned for the next exciting story! I wasn't planning a sequel, but I found I had too many ideas that wouldn't fit in with this story. I will see you all again soon! Ja ne!