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money. Please do not sue me, I am but a poor young man who is
saving his hard-earned money to go to college next fall.

Three Fields

Book 1:
Fields of Change
A Ranma ½ / Alternate reality / eventual X-over fanfic
By: Tomas Megerson

Note: While there are many Alternate Reality fics out there,
I'm going to try to do something unique in this. I'm not going
to tell you what it is here, though I hope I get a good response
from everyone. Unlike my other stories this one won't be
crossing over until about a third of the way through.


Ranma slowly strode along the top of the fence while his
reluctant fiancée was on the sidewalk below him. His face was
in a twisted look as though gazing toward the past or the
future. His thoughts were raging as he tried to figure his
feelings out. He was trying to decide exactly what he felt for
Akane. He knew now that he loved her once, but he couldn't
decide whether or not he still did. After the break up of the
wedding three months ago, Akane had only gotten worse. She
would now walk up to him for no reason and hit him with that
damn mallet. She also blamed him for the other fiancées showing
up to the wedding and ruining it, despite the fact that there
was overwhelming evidence to go against it. As he thought
about the past he came to a startling realization. Akane didn't
love him. She only cared about keeping him. He was an object
to her, something she to beat up with out having to worry about
how damaged it got. He was a prize given to her and she wasn't
going to let another girl take him away. He began to smile as
he came up with a way to keep Akane from hitting him.

Akane glanced up at Ranma to see him grinning. She
watched as, still smiling, Shampoo landed on him. Akane, of
course, took Ranma's smiling to mean he was glad to see Shampoo.
Once more her anger got the better of her and she slammed his
head with her trusty mallet. "Ranma no baka! I wish I was
never engaged to you!"

After all this time one would have thought Akane would
know that certain things should not be said around Ranma. One
of them was a wish, since they always go wrong. A little entity
of unknown magical origin heard the wish and decided to grant
it. There was a flash of light and both Ranma and Shampoo
disappeared.

Akane blinked for a minute before shrugging her
shoulders. "I wonder why I blanked out there? Oh well, I've
got a horde of boys to beat up." She took off down the street
toward Furikan.

***

Ranma slowly opened his eyes and lowered his arm.
"What the hell…" He stared at the gates of Furikan High. "How
the hell I get here? And what was that light?" After a few
moments of thinking he decided that it wasn't important and
headed towards class. (Who knows, maybe I'll be on time for
once.) As he walked through the gates, he stopped as Kuno
approached him. Sighing he spoke to the Kendoist. "What do you
want, Kuno?"

"Ranma how many times do I have to tell thee to call me
Tatewaki. Am I not your closest friend?"

Ranma stared at Kuno and opened his mouth. "Wha..."

"Now is not the time to worry on such things, Ranma.
Hurry, you must get away from here! The vile creature Akane
Tendo will be here any moment! And these sacred grounds have
been declared open by the diet. You must hurry and leave this
place for surely she'll kill you!"

Ranma blinked a few times while staring at Kuno with a
strange look on his face. "Uh, Tatewaki...?, uh since when
could Akane kill me? Sure she's tried before but she's never
gotten me." (And what the HELL is going on here? Since when
was Kuno MY friend. Hell, since when did Kuno have friends
period?) At this point Kuno had grabbed Ranma's arm and was
trying to drag him back out of the school get. Due to sheer
force of will, he was actually succeeding at some small level.
Ranma was slowly being pulled toward the gates

Up on the second story balcony, Nabiki Tendo sighed at
the sight. In her eyes the only thing that existed in the
school at that moment was Ranma. She marveled at his perfect
build and at his inner strength. Even though he had never
beaten her sister in a fight he was still coming to school with
the blood feud going on. She wished that she could stop the
fighting (and be free to date her Ranma-sama) but the only time
she tried she received the beating of her life when she
returned home. Now thanks to her father Akane was going to
take away some of the little joy she got out of school.
Looking down the road she spotted the bane of Ranma, her sister
Akane. With her was her perpetual slave, Yuka. Nabiki stared
at the ground in shame. She couldn't believe what Akane forced
on the girl. Yuka had thought that she was so lucky when Akane
saved her from that gang, but then realized that she would have
been better off with them. Akane made her into a slave. She
made Akane breakfast, cleaned her room, did her homework, if
someone else could do it, it was Yuka. Akane gave her one ray
of hope, though it wasn't much. If anyone defeated Akane, then
Yuka's slavery would be transferred to that person. It was a
shame that no one could defeat Akane.

Ranma was still battling Kuno to get to school when
Akane arrived. He didn't really want to go to class, but he
also didn't want to face Miss Hinako's Ki draining technique.
He was having a bad enough day as it was. It was, of course,
going to get worse. Ranma stopped the struggle when he heard a
familiar voice. "So, Saotome, you actually decided to come.
How considerate of you, now I won't have to track you down."

Ranma turned to face Akane. "Yo, Akane, what took you
so long. I've been waiting here for the past five minutes.
Almost thought you got lost."

"Humph, you wish. Prepare to die, Saotome." Akane
launched herself at him sure of finally killing off her rival.
The only problem was the fact that Ranma wasn't there to receive
her punch. He was behind her scratching his head.

"Yo, Akane, you okay? I mean that was even slower than
the first time we met. You're not sick or something, are you?"
For the life of him, Ranma couldn't figure out what was going
on. First Kuno acts like they're the best of friends, and then
Akane comes after him like Ryoga. Ranma was beginning to get
the feeling that the flash of light did more than just blind him
for a moment. Akane attacked Ranma again but he just started to
weave in and out of her attacks like they weren't even there.
This was actually true in Ranma's mind. He wasn't paying any
attention to the fight. All that mattered to him was figuring
out what was going on. If someone could see into his mind at
that moment, they'd see something like this: (Kuno is sane,
that's a positive. Akane is insane, that's a negative. Nabiki
is giving me a hungry look, that's a big time negative. Yuka...
Oh Kami-Sama, I know that look. Its definitely a negative.
Everyone else looks like they've never seen me in a fight
before. That's just plain confusing. Oh, and Akane just
threatened to kill my mother.) "WHAT!!!!!" Akane launched
another punch to Ranma's face, only to have it caught. Ranma's
face turned from light hearted to deadly serious. The majority
of the people took a number of steps back, no matter how close
they were to the two combatants. "You did NOT just threaten my
mother, did you, you violent tomboy?"

Akane's eyes widened in shock. There should have been
no way that he could have caught her fist. She was stronger
then him and faster. He shouldn't have been able to do anything
that he was today. He wasn't playing by the rules! Of course,
the instant she heard the tomboy comment she ignored any type
of rational thinking. "You're damn straight I did. And after
I slaughter the bitch who gave you birth I kill the pathetic
excuse for a father, too!"

Ranma's mind decided to make a creative leap there.
His Akane would never threaten his mother. She loved her too
much. That meant that this was not Akane. If this wasn't
Akane, then Ranma had no problems with beating the living hell
out of her. Contrary to belief, Ranma had no problems with
hitting girls. He didn't want to do it if he didn't have too,
but when he was forced to it, he would fight them as he would
anyone else. By threatening his mother, Akane had just forced
him to it.

"KATCHU TENSHIN ARMAGURIKAN, REVISED!"

As expected, there was absolutely no way that Akane was
able to withstand the hundreds of blows that Ranma launched at
her. There was also no way she could dodge them. She dropped
lack a sack, her face and body covered in bruises.
Unfortunately for Ranma, this brought about a rather large
number of problems.

The first came from Yuka. "My hero! Thank-you so much for
saving me! I'm forever in your debt! I'll be by your side
forever! I'll be here if you need anything!" Yuka pushed her
body against Ranma's. And I mean anything." She gazed up at
him with wide eyes of longing.

The second came from Genma who had just showed up.
Genma Grabbed him and spun him around shaking him by the
shoulders. "Ranma how did you beat her! You've never beaten
her before! I was sure that she was going to kill you! You
must tell me how!"

Then Tatewaki grabbed him. "My dear friend, at last,
you've vanquished the vile enchantress Akane Tendo! You shall
be remembered as one of the greatest of all Samurai! So say I
Tatewaki Kuno, Blue Thunder of Furikan High, hereby declare my
brother Samurai, Ranma Saotome, the Red Storm of Furikan High,
the champion of this school!"

Before Ranma could comment on Kuno's proclamation he
felt his head bopped. Looking off to the side and down he saw
something that caused him to jump back in fright. "Gya! It's
the Old Ghoul!"

He was bopped again. "I am not a ghoul, child. Now
ans..."

"What do you want, you old mummy?"

Once again he was hit in the head. "Do not call me
mummy child!"

"If I'm a child, you're a mummy, you old ghoul!"

Cologne grounded her teeth in frustration. "Very well,
young man, I am called Cologne. I need you to answer a
question. How did you learn that technique you used? No one
has been able to perform it since a hundred years before I was
born."

Ranma might have answered her if a force didn't slam
into his side at that exact moment. Looking up from the ground,
he stared as the girl was going on and on about him defeating
her tormentor. As Ranma's eyes worked past the bruises that
covered the girl's face he gasped in recognition. Before he
could say her name, however, another person beat him to it.
"Kurumi, get off of him. He doesn't need you clinging all over
him." Kurumi got off of Ranma and they both stood up. Ranma
looked at the young woman who spoke and barely recognized the
elder sister under all of the injuries. "Please forgive my
sister's enthusiasm. She was simply excited to learn that Akane
Tendo was not invincible. Congratulations on your victory.
Come, Kurumi, let us go."

"But, Natsume..."

"Now!" Kurumi sighed and followed her sister as she
walked away. Ranma might have gone after them, but by that
point the entire school was around him trying to get him to tell
them just how he learned the Armagurikan and why he always
allowed Akane to beat him in the morning and afternoon fights.

Ranma was getting really scared by this point. Everyone
was treating him like he was some sort of hero. (Just how bad
was Akane, anyway?) He looked up to see Miss Hinako walking up
to him. He might have been scared of her Ki draining him if it
weren't for the fact that she was already in adult form. The
look in her eye scared him as much as the one Yuka was giving
him. "Ranma, thank you for handling that delinquent for me. No
matter how hard I tried, she never would stop harassing the
other students. If there is anything I can do to make it up to
you, just let me know." She gave him a rather killer smile.

Yuka didn't take that very well, however. She
immediately dove at Ranma, knocking him into the ground and
landing on top of him. She wrapped her arms around him and
refused to let go. "He's mine!! Don't you dare try to take him
from me!! He saved me, you saw that!!"

Ranma meanwhile had a panicked look on his face and was
trying to force Yuka off, to know such luck. (Damn, her grips
better than an amazon's! How the hell am I going to get out of
this?) Still pushing he tried to get her off when Cologne
bounced in front of him.

"Listen here, young man, I need to know where you
learned that technique. Not even I can perform it, and I am the
most skilled of the Joketsuzoku."

Genma than pushed her aside so he could face Ranma.
"Ranma, finally you have defeated a Tendo! Now you must train
to prepare yourself for their revenge, for they will not let
this defeat slide. You must end this blood feud in favor of the
Saotome Clan! Your Samurai blood demands that you meet this
challenge and emerge victorious! It is your family honor to do
so!"

Ranma, who had gotten back up, despite the fact that
Yuka was wrapped around him, still refusing to let go, spun on
his old man. "Honor? Honor! You want to tell me about family
honor!! What did you ever do to help me with family honor,
Oyaji! All I ever got were your problems and your mistakes!
You ALWAYS leave it for me to deal with! You want Soun so
badly, do it YOURSELF! I WON my battle, the rest is to you!"

Genma's nostrils began to flare as his son shouted at
him. "You dare to blame ME for this! It was YOUR FAULT for
refusing the engagement! You're the one who started this blood
feud you ungrateful boy!"

"YOU'RE THE IDIOT WHO THOUGHT THAT AN ARRANGED MARRIGAE
WOULD WORK! EVEN WHEN IT WAS CLEAR THAT SHE WAS JUST A VIOLENT
MANIAC! HELL, HER OWN SISTER CALLED HER THAT THE FIRST DAY WE
MET! DON'T YOU EVER BLAME ME FOR YOUR STUPIDITY!!!!"

"Why you UNGREATFUL LITTLE"

"SAOTOME SECRET TECHNIQUE! FAST BREAK!!" Ranma
proceeded to race from the scene, up onto the rooftops, and out
of site, Yuka still clinging to him. Everyone had paused when
Ranma shouted the words accept for Genma who knew what it was.
He, however, was forced to stop when Ranma jumped to the top of
a second story house.

"How did the boy do that??"

****

Ranma looked at Yuka, who was currently clinging onto
his arm as they sat in a small Chinese restaurant. After he
had used the secret technique, Ranma headed out of Nerima to
allow himself some time to think without distractions. When he
had stopped to catch his breath, he found his mouth blocked by a
pair of soft lips. When they finally released him for air,
Ranma looked down to see Yuka giving him an impish grin and a
blush on her cheeks. "You're a very good kisser, Ranma-kun."

Ranma stared at the girl for a moment before his mind
decided to shut down. Yuka took advantage of being on top and
immediately began another kiss. Ranma's mind began to go into
panic mode when he felt her tongue slide between his lips. As
his mind panicked, his hands went into action. They immediately
put themselves between the two bodies and pushed up. A soft
moan came from Yuka's throat as Ranma realized what his hands
were pushing. Ranma tried to get hi hands out, but in doing so,
they pressed against a rather sensitive spot on Yuka's body.
She broke the kiss and pulled her head back, releasing a quiet
moan. "Oh, Ranma-kun, we really shouldn't do this in public.
We can go to my house. No one is home, so we can entertain each
other all night."

Ranma's brain did a jump from panic to uncontrolled
babble. "Uh, really Yuka, we really shouldn't, uh do, uh, that
is, um, well, what I mean to say is we can't, uh, we're really
much to young to, uh"

Yuka wasn't one who cared for babble, though. She just
shut him up with another kiss. Once more Ranma went into panic
mode. This time, however, he grabbed her by the hips and pushed
up until the kiss was forcibly broken. "Yuka, uh, I'm, uh,
hungry! That's it, I'm rather hungry."

"Great!" A smile lit her face. "We can go to my
house! I'll cook you up a meal that you'll never forget! Then
we can play around, what do you say?"

"Um, no, no, I don't want to make you work. Besides I'm
in the mood for, uh, Chinese so why don't we go out to a
restaurant. My treat?" And so the two ended up wandering
around the area until they came to a Chinese restaurant. Yuka
spent the entire walk clinging to Ranma's arm and glowing at the
people who commented on the 'cute couple'. Ranma, meanwhile,
spent his time wondering just how he was going to get himself
out of this mess. Not even Shampoo had taken such a direct
approach to him, before. And now the meal was coming to an end
and Ranma needed an excuse to keep from going to Yuka's house
where he was sure that things would happen that would be bad for
him no matter how enjoyable it might be. (No, no, bad thought,
down thought! That type of thinking is very bad!)