Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ A New Home ❯ Digging Up Old Wounds Part 1 ( Chapter 6 )

Chapter 6

Digging Up Old Wounds Part 1

 

 

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I would like to first personally thank all of those reviewing my stories. I enjoy reading your comments, and try to correct the grammatical errors I miss with my final read-through as well as my spell checkers. The suggestions you all make will help make this story better for everyone to enjoy, as well as allow my to fix some plot holes I may unintentionally leave. If you find any, let me know, and I will correct them and repost the chapters.

 

I wrote this story to get it out of my head, as well as deal with the Chibi-Usa/Ranma/Hotaru match-up that I picked up from Meanings of Life by Kuraiko Kurohoshi. A great and funny story you should read if you have the time.

 

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The Senshi had now gathered back at the home of the Outers. Normally, the meeting in the front room would revolve around a new monster or threat to the universe that Setsuna had once again conveniently missed.

 

Currently, it revolved around Usa, Diana, and Hotaru; each of whom was sitting on the love seat, waiting for the interrogation to begin.

 

Usagi sat across from them, her face now cleaned after Mamoru had said he would be unable to make the meeting, since his employer refused to give time off to scold your future daughter or lick clean the ice cream covered face of your future Queen. “Now, would anyone care to explain what is going on?”

 

“Yes,” said Luna, “as well as why you two informed him that you were Senshi?”

 

“WHAT!” cried out the other girls.

 

Usa and Hotaru blinked. “But we didn't tell him. He's never even seen us transform.”

 

Luna looked at her. “According to Diana, he already knows.”

 

Usa was staring at her moon cat. “Diane, please repeat exactly how he admitted that he knew, same tone and everything.”

 

Diana looked on with confusion, but did as she was told.

 

Then Usa began to pound her own forehead with her fist. “Diana, he was being sarcastic. He didn't know he was right until you told him.”

 

“Eep,” went the moon kitten, knowing she was going to be in trouble for this one.

 

Usagi began to rub her temples, trying to fight off the anger her life was generating. “Whatever, we'll punish her and Luna later.”

 

“WHAT!” screamed out the black moon cat.

 

“She's your daughter, she should know sarcasm by now.”

 

“HEY!”

 

“Anyway,” said Usagi, ignoring the mumbled profanities coming from her advisor, “why were you two allowing him to...lick you clean?”

 

Minako and Makoto nodded as well. Had they known that cute boys did stuff like that, they would have attacked the youma as well.

 

Usa and Hotaru blushed. Sadly, they had not planned to be found out last night. So, they began each to try and formulate a plan.

 

Michiru, on the other hand, began to sweat. If Usagi learned that she had allowed an available male not only to stay in the same house as Usa, but to sleep in the same bed as her—despite the fact said boy was unconscious and dead to the world—what Usagi had done to her after Galaxia would seem like a mild spanking.

 

Damn it, Haruka really is corrupting me.

 

“Well?” asked Usagi.

 

Usa took a deep breath and started. “He is my consort.”

 

“Oh, he's your...what?” asked Usagi, turning to a slightly darker expression that made Usa shake, now knowing where Dark Lady had gotten that look.

 

“He is my consort, as well,” peeped Hotaru.

 

Usagi looked at both of them, switching back and forth, her expression growing darker. “And exactly how did this happen?”

 

Usa finally had a bright idea, hoping it would work. “Don't ask us, you're the one who arranged it.”

 

Teenager rule #182: Make whatever trouble you are in your parents' fault.

 

“Excuse me?” blinked Usagi. “I arranged it?”

 

Usa smiled, nodding in agreement. “Yep. You arranged it. Why? I have no clue. You just kept saying it was for the best, trust our hearts, something-something-something.”

 

It wasn't exactly a lie. Usagi did tell her daughter that if the suitors they were choosing were so poor, then she should offer a suggestion herself. It wasn't like she had banned her from finding said beau in the past...or sharing him with Hotaru.

 

Usagi was still only blinking. “So I gave you permission—”

 

“Yep!” exclaimed Usa, trying to keep from directly lying. After all, as long as she didn't know what her Mother was going to say, she could still plead ignorance. And since Diana wasn't around for those meetings, since she was still being trained by her own parents, she was safe on that front.

 

“Do you have any clue why I would...suggest such a thing?” Usagi was hoping she hadn't turned into a pervert. Maybe I've been hanging out with Haruka too much. I hope I don't start liking girls like that.

 

Rei shivered, not knowing why.

 

Haruka looked up from the dashboard of her car as she tried to get home. With the power still out, afternoon traffic was a nightmare. “Ah, learned they have, perverts they now are.” She then honked her horn. “MOVE IT, OLD LADY! IF YOUR ASS WAS MOVING ANY SLOWER, PIGEONS WOULD BE SHITTING ON YOU!”

 

Usa shook her head. “Nope, but you were in full Neo-Queen mode, so you must have had your reasons.”

 

The rest of the Inners were staring at Usagi, who was once again rubbing her temples, trying to figure out why she would engage her daughter to a guy in the past as well as to Hotaru.

 

Michiru had left to go to the kitchen already, trying desperately not to laugh out loud at what Usa had just pulled off.

 

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One quick trip to a bathhouse later as the power returned, Ranma was once again male and walking around. He still needed to get his supplies for school tomorrow, as well as pick up some uniforms, since Setsuna had been very adamant that he dress appropriately in school.

 

Entering a store, he was greeted by a saleslady. “Hello, may I help you?”

 

“Yes, I need a uniform for Juuban High that will be good to fight in as well.”

 

She blinked, her smile growing. “Do you have magic powers?”

 

Ranma blinked, looking around. “Huh? Did I end up on some hidden camera show again?”

 

She shook her head. “No, sir, we just wish to keep such uniforms away from simple street fighters. They are reserved for people who might use them to keep others safe. Besides, it costs us business in the long run if people keep buying them and decide our quality is lacking in some respect.”

 

Ranma blinked. That...had made sense. “Well, I have a magical curse that changes me to a girl with cold water.”

 

The girl nodded. “We have some special t-shirts to help support your girl form's chest. Some of our clientele say it helps reduce strain on their backs.”

 

“You have a lot of customers with that problem?” asked Ranma, feeling like he was being tricked again.

 

“More than you'd think,” said the girl. “After all, this is Juuban, and we have our fair share of crazy events and people. I mean, we have defenders of Love and Justice who dress in short skirts.”

 

Seeing him nod in agreement, she continued. “So, what type of fighter: spiritual, physical, or energy attacks?”

 

Seeing Ranma blink again, she explained. “We need to know what type of outfit will best suit you. Will you need pockets for spirit wards, material that can take a pounding without ripping, or bursting into flames with an attack you launch.”

 

Ranma smiled. This was beginning to be the first shopping trip he was ever on that he could get behind it and enjoy. If they only had a store like this in my world.

 

Hmm, maybe they did. I never did explore that Juuban District. “All three, actually. I just got a spirit type attack last week.”

 

She nodded. “Now, is there a height difference between your forms? Are they both human, or will one have wings or any other extras?”

 

“Nope, both human. I do lose about a foot in height when I change to a girl.”

 

“Very well then, sir. Come this way and we'll see if we can get you a great outfit.”

 

Two hours later, Ranma left the store with a new wardrobe. “Wow, this is great!” He decided that if he did find a way home, he would have to stop and ask for a uniform that went by Furinkan standards.

 

The girl was already on the phone to her boss. He had bet her an extra ¥500 an hour that her idea would be a bust. Between that boy and that Naru girl who always seemed to be getting captured, her new paranormal school line was sure to take off.

 

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“WHAT!”

 

The future King Endymion—currently known as Mamoru Chiba—had just learned of what had occurred. Taking a calming breath, he set his tea down on the table, stood up, and quickly altered into his Prince Endymion battle armor, drawing his sword. “I WILL CUT HIM TO RIBBONS! I WILL CUT OFF HIS MANHOOD AND FEED IT TO THE BIRDS! I WILL TORTURE HIM SLOWLY AND PAINFULLY FOR DARING TO DISTURB MY SWEET AND INNOCENT DAUGHTER'S PURITY WITH HIS SLOVINGLY WAY!”

 

Usa could only blink. Apparently, it was forbidden for her to get a boyfriend/consort, but if her parents arranged it, then it was okay for the little toad lickers to be pawing her. “Daddy, you will not lay one finger on him, or so help me, I'll revive and marry Wiseman!”

 

He looked at her. “What?”

 

Usa stood up, trying to remain authoritative. “You can't kill him because you don't like the fact your future self chose him. I'm certain he had more information on Ranma than you do now, so drop it.”

 

“But...he...licked...face...Hotaru...” He turned to Usagi, changing once again back to his civilian identity. “Usako?”

 

“Don't ask me. I have no clue what the hell was going through my mind, and Setsuna isn't here to answer that question.”

 

Usa lost her smile at that. Exactly where was Puu? Shouldn't she have been there to help her instead of nearly letting her and Hotaru get dragged across the coals?

 

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“Well, that reality is doomed,” said Pluto, watching a reality in the Gates of Time where Ranma had cleaned up Sailor Moon.

 

Hades smiled. “Well, you knew there were a near infinite amount of possibilities that he could end up with.”

 

“True, but I never would have believed Uranus would have enjoyed having a male lick her face.”

 

Hades shrugged. “Well, that is why it is the multiverse. Everything and anything does happen.”

 

Pluto nodded. In the last few hours since the blackout had happened, she had seen well over forty realities which contained that event.

 

As a result, she was hoping that the Ranma in this reality still had some of that Instant Jusenkyo. True, their magic wouldn't make the curse permanent.

 

But Usagi seemed so happy to take Mamo-chan dress shopping, trying on make-up, and flirting with boys.

 

Even Pluto had nearly busted a gut seeing Sailor Earth fight, not to mention the teasing Haruka and Michiru did about Usagi finally joining the club.

 

Though Usagi was still upset that Mamoru's girl form still had a bigger bust than her. But Mamo-chan's pink hair did explain how Usa acquired it.

 

“So, now I know what to expect from the Nekoken.”

 

Hades walked beside her, altering the image of the Gates of Time to show another episode of Ranma falling into the fear. “Yes, it may be advisable for the Moon Cats to enter his mind. If the enemy is able to summon cat-type monsters, Ranma may not be of much help to you. He needs to get control of the Nekoken quickly.”

 

“Okay,” she nodded. “But how does this explain why you are wearing a clown outfit.”

 

Hades shrugged. “It is for the future. All will be revealed when the time is right.”

 

Smiling, he changed the view again, to show the events unfolding in the living room where Usa's little white lie was born. “Now, you may wish to know this before you go back down.”

 

Soon, Pluto was laughing. “She...she bought that! She can't be that dense!”

 

“Yep,” said Hades, trying to hold his laughter. After all, didn't you buy the need for me to wear the clown suit? “Care to add to it?”

 

She stood up, smiling. “Well, I did promise to help them as well as Ranma.” She teleported away, and Hades was rewarded with seeing her once again scare the hell out of Usagi.

 

“Ah, I love a good comedy. Now, how can I mess with my charge next?”

 

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Ranma had been having a good few hours: ate an ice cream youma, learned his new love interests were at least able to defend themselves, gotten some school clothes that he could actually enjoy wearing and not look dorky, hadn't been threatened once in the last few hours, won a free ice cream cone, and was now heading back to his new home...still as a guy. “Yep, good day.”

 

He stopped. It had been a good day...too good.

 

He sagged. “I am going to die, aren't I?”

 

As if to answer, a woman tossed her bath water out, changing Ranma to female.

 

Strangely, she felt better. “Woah, close call. Might survive the day yet.”

 

As she approached his new home, she saw Hotaru and Usa sitting outside it, waiting for her.

 

Usa asked the obvious. “Ranma, why are you soaked?”

 

“Woman who wasn't looking where she tossed her bath water.”

 

She blinked. “O...kay.”

 

Hotaru took a few of the bags. “We have to use the back way. We need to...explain...some things to you.”

 

She blinked. “O...kay. Oh, sorry for doing that to you guys. My neko side likes to play.”

 

They blinked. “You knew it was us?”

 

Ranma shook her head. “Not until Neko told me. It said your scents were the same.”

 

Nodding, they escorted Ranma up to her room, setting down her purchases, and allowing her to quickly enter the bathroom and change clothes as well as gender.

 

“Okay,” he said, entering the room again and shutting the door. “Now, what did you need to talk to me about?”

 

They sat down. Usa began. “Well, you already know we're Sailor Senshi.”

 

“Yep. It's kinda cool. At least I don't have to worry too much about you getting hurt. I mean, that nasty was a pushover.”

 

They decided to keep quiet that the youma was weak; even by their standards.

 

Usa began again. “Well, there is something else. You see...I'm from the future.”

 

“Okay...and?”

 

“And?”

 

Ranma nodded. “I told you guys a bit about my life. I'll tell you the whole story after dinner, but let's just say I've been around weirder.”

 

They just blinked. Hotaru took a shot. “I have an attack that can wipe out an entire planet.”

 

Ranma closed his eyes for a second. “Nope. Never had that before; but not surprising. I figured in a few years, I'd end up with an attack like that myself.”

 

Now the two were upset. Never before had a Sailor Senshi met someone so...jaded.

 

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Mamoru was trying to calm down. Sure, Setsuna had been unable to explain why he and Usagi had arranged for Usa to be involved in a polygamous marriage, but assured they had not be out of their minds.

 

She just failed to inform them that she was judging that standard by some of their picks for Usa.

 

As he went to Hotaru's room to get Usa for a chat, he heard a voice that didn't belong to anyone he knew.

 

Worse...the voice was male.

 

A male was in the same room as his teenage future daughter.

 

He switched once again into his Endymion form, drawing his sword; he opened the door, spotting his target: a pigtailed boy that was obviously trying to seduce his innocent girl into depravity.

 

Well, as any sane father would do, he needed to correct this.

 

“YOU!” he screamed as he charged.

 

Yes, Mamoru was now ready for fatherhood.

 

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Omake by DhampyrX2:

 

Mamoru was trying to calm down. Sure, Setsuna had been unable to explain why he and Usagi had arranged for Usa to be involved in a polygamous marriage, but assured they had not be out of their minds.

She just failed to inform them that she was judging that standard by some of their picks for Hotaru.

As he went to Hotaru's room to get Usa for a chat, he heard a voice that didn't belong to anyone he knew.

Worse...the voice was male.

A male was in the same room as his teenage future daughter.

He switched once again into his Endymion form, drawing his sword; he opened the door, spotting his target: a pigtailed boy that was obviously trying to seduce his innocent girl into depravity.

Well, as any sane father would do, he needed to correct this.

“YOU!” he screamed as he charged...

Yes, Mamoru was now ready for fatherhood.

Only to be introduced painfully to one of Ranma's earliest Nerima-induced Pavlovian reactions.

"Get lost, KUNO-BAKA!"

That shout was the last thing Endymion heard before he was tossed physically through the roof of the room and took off into LEO at speeds that made a certain thick thighed tomboy gorilla girl green with envy a universe away.

As Akane felt something she could not identify, she got angry and competitive. Thus she launched one Tatewaki Kuno into LEO with a similar cry just to prove she could do it better. She didn't know who she was proving it to, she was just proving it.

Meanwhile, back in the SM universe... "Um, Ranma. That was my Daddy," Usa explained in shock.

"And I hope you plan on helping repair the hole you just put in my roof," Hotaru added with a glare she could have only gained from Haruka.

Ranma responded to the girls in the only way he could. He scratched his head at the base of his pigtail, smiled, and replied, "Heh heh. Sorry about that."

 

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Omake by Trugeta:

 

He switched once again into his Endymion form, drawing his sword; he opened the door, spotting his target: a pigtailed boy that was obviously trying to seduce his innocent girl into depravity.

Well, as any sane father would do, he needed to correct this.

“YOU!” he screamed as he charged.

Yes, Mamoru was now ready for fatherhood.

Ranma on her part just sighed. Not only had Usa and Hotaru found it very funny to fool around with her curse and had triggered said curse with a glass of water seconds ago, no, some deranged penguin-imitator was waving a sword at her; it was just like in Nerima, a universe away.

Seemed as if she was indeed doomed to endure the Kuno-types. Cursing the Kami she turned towards the intruder, a decidedly bored expression on her face. “Got any roses ya wanna throw at me, penguin-no-baka? If so, get it over and done with.” she said, and stopped the sword with one hand and tossed it away.

The surprised Mamoru however could not stop his momentum, and it caused him and Ranma to land on the bed with Mamoru on top in a very compromising position.

Ranma reacted like Akane at her best. “PENGUIN NO HENTAI!” sounded the battle-cry that shook the whole building, and somehow, someway an extremely large mallet materialized in her hands and bashed Mamoru right through the roof.

The redhead huffed in anger. “That showed the pervert.”

Hotaru on her part turned to Usa. “I would never have thought that your father would be so… forward.”

Usa shook her head, wide-eyed. “Neither would I.”

The Senshi of Saturn put a hand to her chin. “Though it might explain why you have pink hair…”

"WAAAAAAAAH! My daddy wants to steal my Ranma so she can become my mommy! WAAAAAAAAAAH!"