Chapter 2

A Different Outcome

Soun Tendo sat quietly looking at the postcard the husband of Bulma Briefs sent him. Today would be the day that his wife’s wishes were to be carried out. “Oh happy day,” tears streaming down his face. He gets up and goes looking for his three daughters; his first Kasumi was busy making lunch. “Kasumi.”

Kasumi looked up from her latest culinary masterpiece, “Father?”

“Please finished up what are you doing and meet me in the dining area,” Soun stated firmly he went up looking for Nabiki, finding her in a rather strange position on her bed. “What are you doing Nabiki?”

Nabiki smiled slightly, “Yoga daddy, what do you want?”

“We’re having a family meeting, now where’s your sister?” Soun asked as Nabiki rearranged herself into a sitting position.

“She’s in the dojo trying to break bricks again,” Nabiki said with a painful sigh.

Soun nodded meaningfully before walking back down the stairs and out to the dojo. He saw his youngest daughter clutching her hand gasping for breath. “Akane why do you do this?” he asked walking up next to her.

Akane tried to look angry but instead simply stood up, “Why does everything take so much out of me? I can’t stand it, I can barely do a few exercises before I pass out, it’s not fair.”

Soun gently caressed his daughters shoulders, “It’s because of the accident Akane, you’ve never fully recovered from it.”

Akane closed her eyes as tears slowly fell from them, “I hate feeling weak I want to be a strong martial artist like you are, daddy.”

Soun smiled, “Come I have announcement to make and some guests should be arriving soon.”

Akane looked confused and walked into the dining area with her father and sat down in her usual spot. Her sisters were there, Kasumi quietly placing lunch in front of them. Soun was busy reading a postcard.

He placed the postcard down and addressed his daughters looking a bit more nervous. “Before your mother died she and her dear friend Bulma made an agreement that they wanted to see one of their children married to the other’s. You may recall Bulma had come to your mother’s funeral. It was at the funeral Bulma brought this to my attention and I would gladly go along with it. Very soon Ranma and his father will be arriving and one of you will be his fiancée.”

The reactions were pretty much identical each girl practically leaping out of her seat in protest. He quietly calmed them, “It’s not set into stone, he will be here for a year if you cannot not come to a decision the engagement will be annulled.” This seemed to calm the girls down a bit but each did look apprehensive about such an aspect, though Soun noted his youngest seemed quiet.

“How long till they get here?” Kasumi asked politely shortly after the words to her question came out the front porch bell rang. Kasumi quietly stood and went to get it, opening the door she saw a young man with wild black hair some of it tied back into a pigtail, dressed in a very tight blue jump suit with chest armor, next to him was a shorter man in the same style of dress his hair sticking straight up. “Oh my, who might you be?”

“I am Vegeta, this is my son Ranma, I was told by my wife that we were to be expected,” Vegeta stated crossing his arms.

“Oh yes, come in,” Kasumi stood in a daze as Vegeta and Ranma quietly walked past her. The moment they entered the dining area, Soun felt like he was going to lose his bladder control.

“You wouldn’t be Ranma?” Soun asked the young man who quietly nodded quietly getting up he went over and shook the young man’s hand then. “It’s good to finally meet you,” he stated before turning to the smaller older man. “You must be Bulma’s husband.”

“Yes, Vegeta,” the Saiyan prince introduced himself. “May I use your phone I must call a few people.”

Soun nodded watching Vegeta go over to the phone and began dialing numbers. While he was doing that Ranma took a seat across from the three girls reading their auras quietly. The first and the one that open the door for him her aura showed him what her mask of serenity could not. She was a young girl whose mind was mentally strained. He frowned not a worthy candidate for a potential other, with the way his life has gone her mind could snap. The second daughter was no better the mask of coldness and feign interest was blended with her mercenary mindset and greed. Another bad candidate for a potential other the moment she found out he was half alien she’d sell the info to some scientist then try to sue his mother for custody of Capsule Corporation. The third daughter however her aura seemed to be injured, vaguely recalling what happened nine years ago. She must be the daughter that had been comatose. He thought watching her, though the aura was injured it was very strong equaling that of Videl if she got the aura healed and trained some, two things that could be easily remedied.

Vegeta walked into the room grumbling about Goku being an idiot before sitting down next to his son glancing at him. “Seems you have already come to a decision, boy.”

Ranma smiled slightly, “Yeah, kind of easy if you look at their auras.”

Vegeta nodded doing the same and frowned slightly, “None seemed to be good candidates for you boy, save the sickly girl.” Akane’s aura bristled slightly at the comment but no sooner that it tried to manifest she started gasping looking winded. “Ah now I see, her aura’s been damaged.”

Soun, Kasumi, Nabiki, and Akane looked utterly confused, “What are you two talking about?” Nabiki asked.

“Simple the youngest girl’s aura was damaged no doubt by her accident. In order for her life to return to some semblance of normality it needs to be repaired,” Vegeta explained.

“What do you mean by that?” Soun asked being the only one of the group to understand what was being said outside of Ranma and his father.

“Your daughter’s aura is set and cannot not grow beyond that setting. Unlike most others who’ve trained for years their aura grows with the training. Your daughter’s aura however while hasn’t stopped growing is essentially plugged by whatever damage the coma she was in did.”

Soun’s eyes widen, “It can’t be that simple.”

“Simple hardly, but it’s the right answer. Your child’s condition however can be fixed,” Vegeta stated watching Soun’s eyes water. “I don’t know how to fix it, but I know someone who can.”

A few hours later Goku appeared dressed in his blue gi top, yellow gi pants, and white belt, he looked around the room holding a large bag. “Hi, Vegeta I got the Dragon Balls so what do you need them for?”

“Ranma has fallen under some strange Chinese curse, I want wish the curse cured, before his mother finds out,” Vegeta explained then showed Goku what he meant. Goku’s eyes widen slightly for a moment, as did the entire Tendo family. “As you can see my son has become my daughter.”

“Why all the fuss?” Goku asked with a shrug.

“Kakkarot, Bulma will kill me if she finds out or worse make me sleep on the couch for a month,” Vegeta stated a vein popping out of his head.

Goku shuddered slightly in sympathy, “Well I hope these work, but you got a second wish after that what will you do with that one?”

Vegeta motioned his head toward Akane, “That girl needs her aura to unplugged I was hoping the eternal dragon could help her with that as well.”

Goku focused on the Akane’s aura and frowned, “Poor girl kind of reminds me of Videl. Guess it proves something about us Saiyan’s.”

Vegeta blinked looking up at his fellow Saiyan, rival, and friend, “What do you mean by that?”

“If she’s goin’ to be Ranma’s fiancée then it proves us Saiyan’s are gluttons for punishment,” Goku smiled brightly.

Vegeta thought about it for a moment and heard his son laugh, “What are you laughing about boy?”

“Simply put father, Saiyan’s like violent tomboys,” Ranma stated and was pelted in the head with a large rock by Kane, who was gasping for air glaring at young demi-Saiyan.

“Jerk,” Akane growled softly.

“I see your point, son,” Vegeta smirked grabbing the dragon balls from Goku and walking out back setting them down. He raised his hands into the air, “Come Forth Eternal Dragon Shen-Long and grant my wishes.”

The sky quickly became dark, lightning cascaded over the area many Nermia residence looked on in awe and a huge dragon formed in the clouds and slowly descended upon the Tendo Training hall, many believed the Tendo’s were getting divine retribution for something. “FOR THE ONE WHO SUMMONED ME SPEAK SO THAT I MAY GRANT THEM TWO WISHES!”

“It is I Shen-Long, Vegeta Saotome, Prince of all Saiyan, and I wish that my son’s curse be cured,” Vegeta declared.

Goku blinked in surprise, “Wow I didn’t know your surname was Saotome, Vegeta?”

“Shut up Kakkarot!” Vegeta glared at the younger man before looking back up at Shen-Long.

“IT CANNOT BE DONE THE CURSE PLACE UPON RANMA SAOTOME WAS MADE BY SOMEONE MORE POWERFUL THAN I!”

Vegeta growled slightly, “Then how about changing the trigger, to something my son can control?” they all waited while the dragon contemplated the revised wish.

“IT CAN BE DONE!” the dragon’s eyes glowed once. “RANMA SAOTOME THE CURSE TRIGGER HAS BEEN CHANGED FROM WATER BASED TO MENTAL. HOWEVER ONE DAY A MONTH YOU WILL CHANGE AUTOMATICALLY.”

Ranma shrugged and nodded, “okay I can live with that.”

“Now for my second wish, I wish for this weak frail girl to have her ki restored,” the dragon’s eyes glowed and seemed to glow brighter than the first wish.

“IT IS DONE FAREWELL.” The dragon rose into the sky and at it’s apex the dragon vanished into a small light then the light took off in seven different directions.

Akane felt herself grow stronger; she stood up her body no longer looking unhealthy. She ran into the dojo staring down at the bricks, and with one quick knife-edge chop shattered it. Her eyes gleamed and tears flowed. She ran back out to where Vegeta was and gave him a glomp worth of an Amazon (who aren’t appearing in this fic but it’s good for reference.).

Vegeta stared down at the girl trying to decide what to do, glaring at Goku daring him to make a comment. “Now that you’ve been healed I will begin your training to better prepare yourself. If you are to be my son’s woman.”

Akane stepped back glaring at Vegeta, “What do you mean by that, I thought this engagement won’t be forced upon me.”

Vegeta waved his hand casually, “True but I have a feeling the boy will choose you, as he said Saiyan’s partner themselves with strong women. While your not strong in those terms now, things will change.”

Akane blushed slightly, “Oh, but he called me a violent tomboy.”

“His mother is a violent tomboy,” Vegeta chuckled almost warmly. “Trust me girl, putting you into that category is one of high praise.” He turned to look at his son and found Ranma shifting between his normal self and female self. “Stop that you stupid boy, what if your mother finds out.”

“But she’ll only put you on the couch,” Ranma said with a shrug.

“I will not be denied my four hour nightly activity!” Vegeta growled loudly stomping toward his son and bopped him on the head.

Nabiki and Kasumi stood there drooling a moment, Soun looked like he blew a fuse, while Goku looked almost disappointed. “Only four hours, I would think Bulma had more stamina than that?”

Vegeta glared at Goku, “Shut up, Kakkarot.”

Meanwhile Ranma stood off to the side looking a bit confused while Akane was trying hard to keep in a blush, “What ya think they mean?” Ranma asked in confusion.

“You mean you don’t know?” Akane asked in shocked.

“Nope,” Ranma stated face lighting up in a bright smile. “You’ll let me know won’t ya?”

Akane’s face became dark red but she said nothing wondering what will she do now.

In another part of the city in a large house, Hotaru Tomeh was playing a board game with her best friend Usa when she suddenly felt different her body seemed to be revitalized, the constant strain on her lungs and heart lifted. Pale almost waxy skin she had been living with had gone replaced with a vibrant healthy tan.

Usa looked up, “What happened Hotaru?”

“I, I don’t know but I feel great,” Hotaru smiled brightly. Setsuna who had been watching the two play and felt an immense magical aura far surpassing both Sailor Saturn and Sailor Moon in power cascade over the weak girl and suddenly Hotaru looked healthy.

Sitting up Setsuna opened a portal to the time gates and went inside, she used the time gates to find out what Hotaru’s renewed health could entail. The image showed the Eternal Dragon, “So Shen-Long has appeared again,” she watched as the man with spikey hair make two wishes, “I must thank this man sometime,” she smiled slightly.

Author’s Note: I going to bring the Sailor Senshi into this much later, and no Ranma won’t be a member of the Silver Millennium why would he need to he’s a Super Saiyan. Akane however I’m trying to decide if she’ll become Sailor Senshi or not, votes would be welcome

Akane a Sailor Senshi: Yes or No