Rane was staring into space, hugging her knees as Akane paced around the room.

"I'm sorry Ranma acted like that," Akane said apologetically.

"It's all right, uh, mom," Rane muttered.

Rane raised her head and glanced at the window of Akane's room. A shadow was moving behind the glass. Rane

stood up and slid the window open.

A small man with a piece of cloth almost wrapped around his head, carrying a big bag slung on his back filled with

who knows what, was trying to sneak into the room.

Rane stopped away from the window and whispered, "It's the old man . . ."

"Akane!" the old man, or more known as Happosai, exclaimed. "Oh, we have a visitor!"

Rane stepped back farther.

"Granpa Happosai, this is Rane," Akane explained.

"Why, she just looks like Ranma, but with your hair, Akane," Happosai said thoughtfully.

Rane's innocent face became fierce, "Get out of my room, old man!"

"Your room?" Happosai jumped down the roof to the Tendo living room. Akane slid her window close. Suddenly,

someone rapped on Akane's door.

"Come in," Akane said.

The door opened slowly, and Ranma went in.

"What do you want?" Akane asked, glaring at Ranma.

"I want to apologize," Ranma said, staring blankly at Akane's wall, "For the way I acted a while ago."

"It's . . . OK. You are still like that in the future, dad," Rane smiled at Ranma, who got surprised at the striking

resemblance to him.

"So, tell me Rane, what happened to the others?" Ranma closed the door behind him and sat on Akane's bed.

Akane sat down beside him while Rane paced around the room this time. "Who are the people surrounding you?"

"That," Rane said, staring at her (ahem!) parents, "Is for me to know and for you to find out."

"That is the reason I don't want to have a child!" Ranma snapped. "I don't want one who gets my attitudes."

"So, you're admitting you're bad?" Akane smirked at Ranma.

Ranma opened his mouth then shut it. Rane giggled.

"What's so funny?" Ranma said looking from Rane to Akane, who started giggling, and back again. "What is so

funny? Tell me!"

While the 'family' was having quality time together, Gyo was in the park, sitting on the swings and remembering

his father . . .

"Who's there?" Gyo suddenly stood up, looking at the bushes.

Ryoga stood up and approached Gyo.

"You overheard our conversation, right?" Gyo asked Ryoga.

Ryoga took a deep breathe and glared at Gyo, "What you said, was it true?"

Gyo nodded and stood up, "Follow me."

Ryoga followed him to a fountain. Gyo took out a small thermos and handed it to Ryoga.

"Pour this on me after my demonstration."

Gyo took a little water from the fountain and poured it over himself. He turned into a pig, a black one, just like P-

Chan. You couldn't tell the difference. Ryoga gasped and poured the hot water over Gyo.

"You fell in the cursed spring too?" Ryoga asked, though he was sure of the answer that would be given to him.

"No," was Gyo's reply. "I got it from you, my father."

"Tell me the truth!" Ryoga shouted angrily as he thrust the thermos at Gyo. "I want to know my future!"

"You won't like it at all," Gyo responded, turning his back at Ryoga to look at the moon.

"No matter how hard it is, I can take it," Ryoga said bravely.

Gyo sighed. "You're always brave. I wish I was like you."

"Enough! Tell me my future!" said Ryoga harshly.

"Yes. All right. Your future . . . 2 years from now, your future is not very bright. One day, you were P-Chan, resting

in the Tendo Dojo. Akane passed by with a cup of hot water when she suddenly tripped and accidentally spilled the

water over you, which obviously exposed your secret."

Ryoga flinched, and Gyo continued. "Of course, Akane panicked. She couldn't believe that the pet she always

hugged and slept with turned out to be a boy she knew. You fled the Tendo household, fearing Akane's reaction.

For one year you have ventured around Japan. Exhausted, you ended up in Ootchan's."

"She felt sorry for you, and took you in. You helped her out in the restaurant and avoided Ranma and Akane

whenever they came for a long time. She took care of you, and both of you became close; closer than before. Two

years since then, and you got married and had me."

"So, we had you?" Ryoga asked uncertainly. "Then what happened?"

"It was the day I was born. You were able to bring Ukyo to the hospital, and then the nurse gave me to you, and

when you were about to put me back in the nursery, you lost your way and went out of the hospital. When you

finally found it, it was burning. All that was left were ashes. Overcome with grief, we traveled Japan for 16 years,

and arrived in the city where Akane lives."

"And that's how you met Rane?"

"No. That's another story. I met Rane when she stumbled on me and both of us fell in the fountain of the park. We

transformed, and, thinking I could be a pet, Rane brought me to her house, the Tendo household. You searched for

me for two days. Then you found me in the park, being carried by a girl with blue hair tied into a pigtail, together

with what seemed to be her parents: a woman with long blue hair and a man with black hair."

"These are all lies! You are lying!" Ryoga yelled.

"I'm not—"

"Yes you are! How could I believe this stuff!"

"But—"

"Shut up! I don't care where you came from, or how you got here. Get out of my sight!"

Gyo nodded. "Yes, father."

"Don't call me father! I don't have a son! If I'm not going to marry Akane, then I won't marry anyone at all!" Ryoga

left without another word.

Gyo stood there, silently crying under his bent head.

Filled with shock from what he learned and anger towards his son, Ryoga has, um, lost his 'mind' (can I say that?).

And Gyo, filled with sadness and regret, has changed his mission, the mission why he came to the past.

I decided to grant the wish of Hobo Joe, one of my reviewers. Let Ukyo be Gyo's mom!