Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma ½ use it merely for entertainment purposes.

Ranma sat up at night like many times in the past gazing up at the sky. Staring up at the half-moon one, for some reason the moon had become the center of his sky gazing over the last few months, Ranma sighed, "Just when I was getting used to having a full nights sleep. I start to have nightmares." This night was different from the other nights, he was staying up on the roof because of the nightmare he had woken up from. Unlike the usual nightmare that involved the Neko-ken this one involved another training exercise his worthless father put him through. This was the time Genma had attached meat to his body and Ranma then had to run from a pack of wolves for speed training. In the nightmare Ranma had been running from the wolves as fast as he could but was not able to get away. Ranma awoke just as one of the wolves jumped and was about to bite him. What Ranma did not understand was he felt that he was younger in this dream then when he remembered his father putting him through all of that. In the dream Ranma felt it was just before he met Ukyou and thus before the Neko-ken. He wondered if it was ine of the many of those lost or the repressed memories that had been coming back too him within the past couple of months.

Over the past couple of months Ranma began to remember events in his life that he often had trouble remembering before. He even remembered some of the fiancés that had come by to claim him and even overhearing some of agreements to said fiancés. He also remembered that he would sometimes ask his father after those meetings what a fiancé was, the result was Genma often knocking the boy Ranma out to make him forget what he hear. Apparently it worked because Ranma often never remembered even meeting most of those people he was engaged to. Now however Ranma was remembering them and the punishments afterwards, which led to Genma and Ranma's morning sparing matches into morning beatings Ranma delivered to Genma. It only took a couple of days for Genma to stop waking Ranma up by throwing him out an open window, allowing Ranma to sleep just a bit longer. Of course never let it be said that Genma was anything more than an idiot, so instead he tried to attack Ranma after he went to sleep, this resulted in Genma being left heavily bruised and sleeping outside. Eventually the fat panda learned his lesson and did not attack Ranma anymore, at least not during times when Ranma slept. Still these memories that had been lost to him for so long also had another side effect, Ranma was become much smarter in the terms of schoolwork.

Whether it was directly because of the memories of him actually going to school occasionally or because he was able to sleep better, Ranma's grades took a sharp increase recently. At first it scared just about everyone, especially Hinako as he began to correct her English, Ranma now seemed to pick up other languages like Martial Arts Techniques. He even learned to speak Mandarin and Cantonese from Cologne with in just a few days. When people asked why he was now learning other things outside the Martial Arts. He would answered he is still learning Martial Arts, just learning how to refine the techniques with help from other sources. After he explained this people seemed to accept it, especially when he related some physics lessons he was learning to how to increase the impact of his blows. Still several people were upset at his newfound intelligence, his father being one of them. It was clear to everyone; even himself now, that Genma limited Ranma's knowledge so that Genma would forever be able to control Ranma because he would be forever reliant on him. Not everyone was upset that Ranma was doing better in school however, his mother and surprisingly Nabiki were quite happy actually. His mother was so proud that his mind was now matching his body in strength and often did not hesitate to mention how manly it was for him to be so smart. Nabiki, though she was not able to trick him as often, it seemed to like being around him more. Many believed it was because of the increased challenge to get her schemes to work; it was just too easy to manipulate people like Kuno anymore.

Looking up one last time Ranma sighed again, "Better get back to bed tomorrow's going to be a long day." It was true, going to Kamiko's grave always made the day long for everyone. It was a reminder of past mistakes and missed opportunities, at least this time his mother was coming with them and he could spend some time with her.

The next day was in fact extremely long for everyone. Getting up early and dressing in their absolute best to visit the grave no one said anything except an occasional thank you when Kasumi severed breakfast and hello when Nodoka came over. The trip to the cemetery was just as silent no one wanted to speak. When they finally got to the grave everyone paid their respects and told what was happening in their lives. It was quite and solemn affair that spoke of the respect for the dead. Even Genma knew enough not to say anything about Ranma being weak when he let a tear fall as he listen to the Tendos, he would say it later.

Across town at the Neko Haten a different meeting was taking place. It was meeting between two very old friends. One was Cologne the three hundred plus year old Amazon Matriarch and the other was a woman seemingly in his early to mid twenties. "So Old Woman if you're here to retrieve an arrant husband why are you and your Great Granddaughter not out scarring him half to death with all those potions you have?" the young woman asked with obvious mirth. "I still find it amusing how much the young members of your tribe try to use that stuff. Except for the memory shampoo none of them work. All a person has to have is a strong enough will to counter act it. And I know, no one in your village wants a weak willed spouse, they wouldn't be a warrior if they were."

"True enough," Cologne said with a severely wrinkled smile. "I brought most of them along to teach Shampoo not to rely on outside forces but on her own merits."

"And your own amusement when they don't work right," the young woman added with a smirk.

"That too," Cologne smirked as well. "And as to why she's not out chasing him, the family he is staying with are visiting their deceased mother. This day is one day where no one peruses Son-in-Law." The woman nodded in understanding, one thing Amazons understood more than anything was the love of family, especially loved ones that have passed on. "So Aishia, what brings you here? Surely it's not just to visit me."

Aishia nodded, "Yes I'm actually here to look for someone as well. He could be very special if what I think is true about him."

"Oh and do you know this person's name?" Cologne asked. "Perhaps we can be of assistance since we know the area, as a favor Old Friend."

"I am not sure of his name actually," Aishia said. "He had a run in with some of the more…problematic members of my kind a number of years ago." Aishia took a sip of tea before continuing, "I recently caught up with them as they were trying find him and make him part of their group. We…persuaded them against continuing their pursuit. Unfortunately he will come into his power very soon. And will need guidance, I'll be able to tell whom he is when I see him but not before. All I know is that he should be around your Great Granddaughter's age and is a Martial Artist."

"Then I would recommend talking to Tendo Nabiki," Cologne suggested. "She is the local High School's Information Broker. If anyone has any information on people with the habits you have, even if they don't have their power, she will know."

"And just how do you know the 'Information Broker'?" Aishia asked.

"She is one of Son-in-Law's fiancés' elder sister," Cologne answered.

"'One of?' just how many does he have?" Aishia asked. "I mean it's rather common among your tribe, but multiple spouses have been illegal in most of the world for centuries."

"I lost count around twenty or so," Cologne admitted. "It seemed that Son-in-Law had a new fiancé every week for a while, now it's only every other week."

"Just how did he get so many?" Aishia asked.

"His idiot of a Father engaged him to just about anyone and everyone to feed his fat stomach!" Cologne answered not bothering to hide her disgust or anger.

"Just how much of an idiot is this Father?" Aishia wondered.

"He was stupid enough to take Son-in-Law across China without learning any Chinese or hire a full time guide," Cologne answered.

"Well he could have just to cheap, I've run into a fare number of people like that," Aishia said still not believing.

"He took Son-in-Law to Jusenkyo and trained him Neko-ken," Cologne responded.

"Now I know you're not serious," Aishia replied. "No one is stupid enough to train a child in Neko-ken. It says in every manual that the only way it works is to make the trainee insane, and that only a moron should even try it."

"Well he did and is," Cologne countered.

"Well anyway if you could give me directions to this Tendo Nabiki I'll be on my way," Aishia said. "I need to find him and the sooner the better."

"I'll give you the directions but I would recommend not going today," Cologne advised. "That is the family that is visiting their Mother's grave." Aishia nodded, "And I would recommend you take quite a bit of money, she's a shrewd one when it comes to business. Even I have trouble with her on occasions."

"Sounds like you would like her in your tribe," Aishia smiled.

Cologne laughed at that, "Are you kidding she would probably go for my position as Matriarch I have enough competition from Lotion." After a few moments of mirth Cologne wrote the directions to the Tendo Dojo and gave them to her old friend.

"Well I'll see you later," Aishia said. "I'll be in the area for a while and will drop by from time to time. Just try not to scare that Son-in-Law of yours too much, you don't want what happened with him happen to first daughter's first husband." Cologne did not respond to that but Aishia laughed at the inside joke and left the restaurant.

After Aishia left Mousse came into the restaurant after making a delivery, "Hey Old Monkey who was that and do you know when Shampoo will be back?"

After hitting him on the head Cologne said, "That was Aishia. And Shampoo will be back after she's done with her delivery."

"A…Aishia?" Mousse asked nervously, "What's she doing here?"

"She's looking for someone and will be here a while," Cologne answered. "So I suggest you keep you glasses on. After all, the last time you mistook her for Shampoo you were confined to the healers for a month. I understand she still is rather displeased with you."

"I…I think I…I'm going to get some more gl…glasses," Mousse said running out the door.

As Aishia was walking back to her hotel she could not help but look around. As soon as she came here she knew the one she was looking for was here. The area was just saturated with the unique aura of her kind. The only way that could be is if one or more had been in the area for a long time, and usually she could just look for the strongest concentrations and zero in on the source. Unfortunately there appeared to be something blocking her senses from detecting the source. Like someone or something was covering up the aura. This made her search very difficult and time consuming. "I wish I knew more," Aishia thought. "But all the information we could get was that the boy that trouble maker bit was a Martial Artist and would be in here in Nerima. Problem is, he never got the kid's name only his scent. He could easily find the kid but I don't have that option, and with all the Martial Artists in the area tracking down this kid before he changes won't be easy."

As Aishia was deep in thought a diminutive figure was watching from the shadows. Aishia had her back to the small person so they could not see her face. But that did not matter to the person, because they could tell that Aishia was a beautiful young woman with certain garments that needed to be liberated. So with a battle cry of, "SWEETO!" the figure launched itself at the unsuspecting Aishia.

Aishia acting of pure reflex at the shout reached out and grabbed projectile coming towards her. When she looked at her hand and saw what or who she was holding her face became rather angry, "You've got a lot of nerve trying to grope me you little troll!"

Said troll, otherwise known as Happosai, froze at the sound of Aishia's voice, "Ai…Aishia? What brings you here?"

"Personal business," Aishia answers calmly. "I would ask you the same thing but I already know the answer. I should put you out of a lot of women's misery right now."

"Nonononono!" Happosai frantically shook his head. "Please I have finally found an heir worthy of learning my full teachings!"

"You mean you found someone as perverted as you?" Aishia became very angry.

"NONONONO!" Happosai shook his head even harder. "He's just the opposite of me actually and tries to stop me at every turn!"

"Then why would you want to teach him fully?" Aishia asked honestly curious.

Happosai calmed down somewhat and began to explain, "For as long as you've known me, have you ever heard of me killing anyone when I could so very easily?" Aishia honestly shook her head, "In my life I have had many pupils but none have been worthy of learning all my teachings because they would all abuse them."

"You mean like you," Aishia deadpanned.

"In reality I only use my skills to take my silky darlings and the occasional artifact or technique scroll," Happosai admitted. "But I have never actually done anything truly dangerous to anyone other than my students. All that crap I put my students through is a test to see if they can truly know when to use my full teachings. There have been only a few styles that can stand up to mine, Amazon Wu Shu and the styles you and your kind practice. The boy I've chosen as my heir has done everything to stop me and has thus far passed any and all tests. And to top it off he's also learning from Cologne as well. With his natural ability learn the Art and mine and Amazon's techniques he will be the strongest human alive. With his high sense of honor he is the perfect candidate to be my heir."

"This heir wouldn't happen to be Cologne's wayward Son-in-Law would it?" Aishia asked. Happosai nodded enthusiastically to answer. "Hmm, the more I hear about this kid the more I'm intrigued. If I wasn't in a hurry to find the person I'm looking for I would look into this young man myself." With that she drops the overly perverted Grandmaster of Anything Goes, "I'll let you go for now, but if I hear of any woman's under garments get stolen I will hunt you down." She then looked very menacing, "And you know how my kind loves to hunt."

Happosai nodded thinking he should go on a training mission for several months just so he's not tempted. "Um just out of curiosity, who are you looking for?"

Figuring it would not hurt to tell him Aishia answers, "I'm not sure who actually. What, however I do know. I'm looking for a person who has been bitten and will most likely change soon. I need to find him soon or a lot of people will get hurt. The problem is I don't know where to start looking because I don't know his name. Only that he's a Martial Artist living in the area."

"Then I would suggest you contact Tendo Nabiki at the Tendo Dojo," Happosai said. "She's got information on all the Martial Artists in Nerima. Just be careful or she'll take you for every last yen you have."

"You know Cologne just told me the same thing not more than a half an hour ago," Aishia said. "Nerima certainly is an interesting place. I've only been here a few hours and I have already heard about quite an number of people that seem very intriguing. Perhaps once I find who I'm looking for I'll stay around and see what's going on." She then walks past Happosai heading for her hotel.

As Happosai watches Aishia go he thinks, "Maybe I'll take more than a few months on that training journey, like a few years. I really don't want to be around when she gets really angry."