Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Project II: Saiyan Ranma ❯ The Bermuda Love Triangle of Goddesses, Demonesses, and Saiyans ( Chapter 5 )

Urd was mixing another potion which, she told herself, was guaranteed to make Keichii and Belldandy even closer together. With Skuld gone to heaven to fix another problem with the Yggdrasil, and Ranma who helped Ucchan manage the restaurant, being alone can do wonders to a self-proclaimed Goddess of Love.

 

She mixed her ingredients slowly. She needed to do this right. Sure, she had bad luck at some times, like during the beach, Skuld's interference, and Mara's `butting in', she never had any success. But now was the time.

 

“Mwahahaha!” Urd laughed slowly. “It's going to be done! Once my sis got her man, I'll make one for myself and Ranma. WAHAHAHAHA!”

 

=Ucchan's=

 

Ranma sneezed.

 

“Bless you,” Ukyou said.

 

“Thanks...” Ranma replied. “Where did that come from?”

 

-Omega X Present-

 

-Project II: Saiyan Ranma-

 

-Chapter 05: The Bermuda Love Triangle of Goddesses, Demonesses, and Saiyans-

 

=Nerima=

 

Mara walked around the street, still seething. Hild just ordered her to stop trying to break Belldandy and the mortal apart for no reason why. It also didn't help that she felt familiar energy readings near the temple. The curiosity made her hunger the answer for more.

 

“Hey! Watch it!!!” said a man in front of her. Mara shook her head. She must be thinking too hard to bump to a man in an empty street. She also must be thinking too hard for not retort at the mere mortal. She looked up and saw something to take her mind off problems: `Ucchan's Okonomiyaki'.

 

Mara entered the restaurant in hope of having a few morsels, and maybe some sake. The restaurant was almost empty. The only other customer the store had was an old man drinking what looked like sake.

 

“Hello,” said a masculine voice in her right. “Welcome to Ucchan's! May I take your order?”

 

“Yes,” Mara replied, looking up. “I want...” and stopped as she saw one of the cutest faces she has ever seen. Deep blue-gray eyes, and black spiky hair. He smiled, showing those perfect white pearls for teeth. “Uh... I'll get a vegetarian okonomiyaki,” Mara replied, regaining her composure. She looked at the boy in front of her again as he wrote down what she ordered.

 

“Anything else?” Ranma asked.

 

“Uh, do you have sake?” Mara asked.

 

“Yeah. Want one as well?”

 

“Yeah, get me one and thanks...” Mara replied.

 

“No prob!” Ranma said and walked away. “Ucchan, we need a vegetarian okonomiyaki, and another sake bottle!”

 

“You're not going to drink again, are you?” the girl behind the counter replied.

 

“Hey, can you blame me if the guy wanted me to drink with him?” Ranma asked.

 

“Nope. We can never blame our Ranchan...” Ukyou joked sweetly.

 

But Mara wasn't listening to the conversation. Her eyes traveled to Ranma's bum as she saw, not his buttocks, but a tail. Her eyes widened as she followed the tail's movements back and forth.

 

“Catch!” Ukyou said as she threw an okonomiyaki in the air. Ranma deftly caught it Iin mid-air.

 

“Here!” Ranma said to the demoness smiling. “Enjoy.”

 

“Ranchan, the sake!” Ukyou said, throwing a bottle in the air at Ranma's back. Ranma didn't even move to get it. With one swift movement, his tail caught the neck of the bottle. He took the bottle with his hands and gave it to the girl, who stared at his tail wildly.

 

“Yes,” Ranma said, realizing what her look meant. “It's real. It's kinda useful. No one here gives much complaint about it. They say they seen worse in Nerima.”

 

“Are... are you a Saiyan?” Mara blurted.

 

Ranma stared at her. “Yeah... How did you...”

 

“I'm Mara!” Mara introduced herself at once. It was a real Saiyan in front of her! A real one! In the underworld, Saiyans were creatures kamis and demons were fearful of. The power they possessed made them quite respected.

 

“I'm Son Ranma!” Ranma said, smiling as well.

 

“Nice to meet you,” Mara said, smiling. Maybe it was a good time for her to get to know a potential ally.

 

Mara ate her okonomiyaki with gusto. Sure, a demoness like her doesn't need food, but it was one of those pleasures of life that it was good to have mortals around. The cook of the okonomiyaki was very good. Even though the sake could have used some more punch, she thoroughly enjoyed her meal.

 

Apart from eating, she also watched Ranma as he plopped in the counter, talking to the girl. Mara pretended that she wasn't listening as she heard Ranma talk about school. It wasn't later that she heard something that made her heart stop.

 

“So, Kuno comes in again, right?” Ranma said to Ukyou. “I tell him, `No, I don't want to fight. I'm eating' and he goes like `I have thee' and slashes Urd's plate by mistake. Boy, I never seen her so angry. If her hair wasn't white, it might have turned white.”

 

“So, what did she do?” Ukyou asked, wiping a clean plate with a towel.

 

“She just goes to him and kicks him out of the orbit,” Ranma said, smugly. “You know, she could be a good martial artist. We ended fighting over my food.”

 

Mara stood up. Her mind racing as fast as Formula 1's, as she tried over and over again to comprehend what she heard.

 

(Urd... close to a Saiyan...) Mara thought. (Maybe... maybe this is my chance...)

 

-Flashback-

 

“YOU! TRAITOR! BITCH! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!”

 

-End of Flashback-

 

Mara shuddered. It was etched in her memory, the betrayal. It gave her strength as she grew to hate Urd more and more. It was her chance now. A chance to get back to Urd.

 

Mara stayed at the restaurant, even after she ate and payed. The owner and Ranma didn't mind, after all, they usually talked about Ranma's school.

 

“You know, Ucchan,” Ranma began, “you should go to school as well. I'll show you that idiot Kuno and the `Hentai Gang'.”

 

“Hentai Gang?” Ukyou asked.

 

“Yeah. They are a bunch of boys who challenge Akane to a fight. She wins because they don't usually attack as a group. Kinda sucks for her, huh?” Ranma looked around. “Business been slow, huh?”

 

“Forget it, Ranchan,” Ukyou replied. “It's still early. Wait until the night, where all the executive women come and try to flirt with you.”

 

Ranma blushed, to Mara's great surprise. “It's not...” and he was cut off.

 

“Just joking,” Ukyou said. “You're presence give our business good money, and from female customers too. Take a day-off, Ranchan. I think I bored you enough with this slow day.”

 

“Really, Ucchan?” Ranma asked. Ukyou nodded and Ranma smiled. “Thanks.”

 

In one swift movement, Ranma took his waiter clothes off and underneath it revealed his normal attire. Orange sleeveless shirt, black pants and white rubber shoes. HE gave the clothes to Ukyou and walked towards the entrance of the restaurant, where Mara took her chance and stopped him.

 

“Hey,” Mara began, “I heard you talk about Urd. Isn't she the one with long white hair and dark tanned skin?”

 

Ranma paused for a while, looking at her suspiciously. “Yeah... do you know her?”

 

Mara smiled. (Hook...) “It's been a while since I saw her! We were friends from before.”

 

“Really?” Ranma asked.

 

(Line...) “Yeah. We go way back. It's been a long time since we were assigned in two different places...”

 

“Where do you work? Are you a goddess like her?” Ranma asked earnestly.

 

“Oh, no, silly. I'm a Demoness, First Class Limited. I was assigned in hell while she was assigned in heaven,” Mara replied, thinking (Sinker...)

 

Like she expected, the last statement caught Ranma's eye. “Demoness? You?”

 

“Yeah. Different job occupations,” Mara said happily. (Curiosity might have killed the cat, but caught the attention of a Saiyan.)

 

“Aren't you, like enemies with goddesses?” Ranma asked with raised eyebrows.

 

“Sometimes,” Mara answered truthfully. “Sometimes we just get along as well. It's just our jobs that made us enemies. So, tell me about Urd? Last time I saw her was... damn! Almost an infinity ago!”

 

“An ininity?” Ranma asked.

 

“Well, you don't think I could say before the beginning of time, do you?”

 

Ranma nodded. “Of course you can't... Urd never mentioned you...”

 

“She's so silly and forgetful. She drinks sake more than she needs to, and loses control when you tease her about her image,” Mara said slowly. It had the desired effect. Ranma, who lived with Urd for the past months, knew what Mara described Urd was very accurate. Too accurate for an enemy to know. Finally, after a long period of doubt, he believed what Mara said.

 

“So, what do you wanna know?” Ranma asked.

 

=Time Gates=

 

The timelines shook as Pluto tried so hard to try and see through the heavy energy signatures that were blocking her view with the Saiyan. Everything she did seem to work against her. She tried her plan A [seeing the Saiyan's past], tried plan B [look further in the future] and tried Plan C [trying to weave out the energy threads to show what they hide]. All failed.

 

It seems like someone was against her. Someone strong enough to block her influence on the Time Gate. Someone she would never expect...

 

=Yggdrasil Mainframe=

 

Skuld was typing as fast as she could. Pluto was still trying to get through the iron curtain that Kami-sama had set up so that Ranma wouldn't have problems with the Senshi yet.

 

It's not that Skuld likes Ranma now. In fact, she would even help Pluto if it would rid of that Saiyan. But, Kami-sama ordered her, so she could do nothing but type.

 

“Peorth, more ice cream please...” Skuld said to the air. Then, another moment, a cup of ice cream appeared in front of her. “Thanks... Oh damn it! There she goes again!”

 

Skuld typed furiously to try to block her again.

 

=Belldandy's house=

 

Urd could almost laugh. Everything was going perfect. She could hear Keichii's admittance of his feelings to Belldandy. Normally, he was to cowardly to even try to approach Belldandy like this, but with a little Urd Love-with-Spanish-fly-potion mix, not only would love flourish, but also maybe the sack will.

 

Suddenly, a chill swept through her. She stood up from her hiding place [a tree] and looked upwards. Whatever it was, it made her chill down to the bone. One word flew in her mind. It wasn't clear at first, but it was starting to form in her mind clearly, before...

 

“OW!” Keichii shouted. “HEY! OWOWOWOW!”

 

Urd dropped her face. (I forgot all about Banpei...) and she rushed back to the house, forgetting all about the chill she felt.

 

=Park=

 

“... and then, boom!” Mara said, imitating what Urd did before. “She hit her head so hard in the building! It was a good life...”

 

Ranma laughed. It was a good thing he followed her. She knew more about Urd than anyone else Ranma knew. It was nice to know someone who knew Urd, and it was also nice to know Urd what she did before.

 

Mara was also feeling a bit lighter. It's been years since she ever spoke about herself to anyone. It also helped that Ranma was a very good listener.

 

“You know,” Mara began, “it's been a long time since I talked to anyone about my past. Ever since...” and she didn't finish as she bowed her head.

 

The feeling of betrayal came again to her head. She shook it. No, she cant break down now.

 

“Mara, what's wrong?” Ranma asked, worried.

 

(He's worried?) Mara asked herself. (what a fool... but... it feels nice...)

 

“I'm okay,” Mara lied. Ranma looked unconvinced. “Hey, wanna see my place? I haven't used it for some time since I never usually stay here, but I think it'll still be there.”

 

Ranma looked at the darkening sky. “I don't know... I should be going home.”

 

Mara gave her puppy-pleading eyes out. “Please?”

 

It gave the desire effect as Ranma agreed.

 

“Great!” Mara said, smiling. “Here is the scenic route!” and Mara promptly dragged Ranma towards her place.

 

=Belldandy's Place=

 

Urd, after separating Keichii from the painful clutches of Banpei, sighed. Her plan didn't work, and she had to wait again for the right time. She sighed as she relaxed in floor of her room.

 

(Maybe a few centuries...) Urd though heavily. (A few centuries before I can get those two together...)

 

Suddenly, another chill swept through her back. Her mind was trying to grip on something and Urd didn't know what was happening. Like before, Urd felt her mind writing something in her mind.

 

Finally, it broke as Urd stood up from the floor. (Ranma...) she thought as she suddenly went to the living room and turned on the television.

 

=Nerima=

 

Urd didn't bother to pause as she exited a television set from the TV store. She ran towards `Ucchan's' and hoped, hoped that Ranma was all right.

 

She entered so fast even Ukyou was surprised to see her.

 

“Hey, Urd,” Ukyou greeted, “how are you?”

 

“I'm fine... Where is Ranma?” Urd looked around.

 

“Why, I gave him a day off,” Ukyou said. “He didn't go home?”

 

“No...” Urd replied, frowning.

 

Ukyou just looked at Urd's worried face and smiled. “Don't worry about Ranchan. He can take care of himself.”

 

Urd sighed. “I'm not worried that he might get hurt, you know.”

 

“Ahh, you're worried about other girls taking him?” Ukyou asked slyly.

 

“No!” Urd snapped.

 

Ukyou shook her head. “Sigh, Urd, Ranchan is a stud, and it wouldn't surprise me that most of our customers here are females now. Like just this afternoon. A girl with curly blonde hair talked with him. She never did take her eyes of him.”

 

“I'm not worried. To tell you the truth, I think Ranma is very innocent about those stuff...” and Urd paused. “Wait a minute. Girl with curly blonde hair?”

 

“Yeah...” Ukyou said, frowning, trying to remember. “She had weird markings in her forehead, like you...”

 

Urd panicked. “What's her name?” she asked quickly.

 

“I think she introduced herself as Mara...” and she didn't finish as Ukyou saw Urd's pale face and ran out of the restaurant as fast as a bullet.

 

Urd's mind was in the verge of breaking down with panic. All in her mind were two thoughts. One was (Where are they?) and (Damn it!)

 

=Mara's Place=

 

Mara's place was a apartment. It was fairly clean. There was peace and quiet around the air. It surprised Ranma that she lived in such place. Almost no chaos around the place.

 

“Surprised?” Mara asked, like she could read Ranma's mind. “Sure, demons like us like chaos, but there some times we need peace and quiet. This is good place for me to relax.”

 

“It's nice,” Ranma said.

 

“Thanks. Come in,” Mara said, opening the door to her apartment. “Make yourself at home.”

 

Ranma nodded as he saw a simple but much cleaned place. The apartment was small, two rooms: the kitchen and the living room. There was a rolled up thick cloth in the corner, which Ranma correctly guessed as Mara's bed. Ranma saw a television in front of the couch and opened it.

 

“Don't bother,” Mara's voice came from the kitchen. “The cable was cut. I kinda forgot to pay, but since I rarely come here, I never really bothered.”

 

“Okay...” Ranma said, closing the TV.

 

In the kitchen, Mara was making tea with a little mix. If she was going to show up Urd, she better do it now. She mixed a weak potion in it, but it was enough to do the job. (Nothing) she thought (could go wrong...)

 

Oh how wrong she was...

 

=Nerima=

 

The opening of the TV was Urd's biggest break as she felt a short shock as Ranma's energy signature was emmited in the airways. It was an ability Urd had, as she used electrical portals like TV to get to places. She can recognize the aura's of people who open their TVs or Radios. It was very lucky that she knew Ranma's aura. The hard part is to trace it.

 

Urd went back to the TV room, and dived in it.

 

(Where are you?) Urd asked herself.

 

=Mara's place=