DaisukiFox:Well, me and Siddy finally got to it. Sadly this will be our final piece together. I've honestly run out of ideas and what Siddy's into right now... well... it isn't my style. But! Maybe if we ever come up with anymore ideas or something, we'll let you all know!

And this is most likely our final piece of work together! ^^'

Siddy: Sorry I've been away so long, I guess that Foxy owns me a spanking. However I decided to revise Foxy's version a bit to include a few more character scenes and change the ending a bit. Other then that, here's to the Ultra Fox, he did a great job without me!

Siddy:We don't own Ranma, we just like playing with him alot.


Happosai couldn't stop looking at the beautiful young girl, the revelation that she was not only Ranma's daughter but Happosai's best friend in the future made her seem even more exotic. She smiled at him shyly while she examined his mirror. She'd been surprised to find his room such a mess but it kind of endeared him to her even more. This Happosai seemed like an aging bachelor and not how he was in the future when Hitomi's presence in his life filled his lonely existence.

"It's in pretty bad shape" she commented.

"It took a rather nasty tumble" he said, smiling at the memory.

"Looks like Cologne's work. I know you used to have a crush on her" Hitomi said, she snickered when he blushed. "I think it so cute that you have no shame about stealing underwear but blush when it comes to talking about your old flames" she observed.

"There haven't been that many" he admitted, awkwardly shuffling his feet.

"There were three to be exact, Cologne, a young farm girl whose father chased you off before you could find out her name and Lola the Human Slinky from a traveling circus" she said as she stirred up her special emulsifier.

"I told you about Lola?" he cried, his eyes huge at the idea that he would share that information with so young a girl. Sometimes the depths of his own lechery shocked himself.

"It was confidential and I'm sure you didn't tell me all the details. You're my BFF in the future. You're different then, you still love women's lingerie but you're less lonely because you're a part of my family. You live with us as a respected uncle and have tons of friends," Hitomi said. "Sure you'd like for me to model lingerie for you but never ask me seriously 'cause you love me too much."

"That's my future?" he asked, surprised how close to Ranma he would become.

Arranging the glass, she coated it with the glue and set it aside to dry. "You're my uncle Happi and you are happy," she said.

Happosai studied her to see if she was mocking him the way the present Ranma always did, she didn't seem to be. She remained bright, cheerful and generally happy to be in his company. It was a little unnerving for the aging pervert. "We really are best friends?" he asked her dubiously.

"The best, you one time fashioned a princess costume for me out of your lingerie collection that I needed for a school play when my mother had the flu," she replied.

His jaw dropped at the blasphemy and he stared at her through new eyes, that he would sacrifice his beauties for her must mean he cared about her a lot!

Hitomi studied the mirror to make sure that it was setting properly. She carefully set it down allow it to dry. "Well, this just has to dry and I'll be on my way," she said. "Shall we rejoin the others?" she suggested.

"Sure, I'm sure Ranma must think I have you at my mercy by now!" Happosai cried.

"She knows better than that" Hitomi said and wrapped her arm around his wizened one. She laughed when this caused him to blush.

"You're such a softie!" she declared and descended the stairs with him. She'd been distracting him as best as she could so that he wouldn't notice that she hadn't fixed the mirror in the least. She had used an illusion spell that Ivy had taught to her. She knew how to fix it of course, but needed to buy herself a little more time to set things right. Starting with Akane...

Akane and Hitomi

Using Akane's own recipes that Hitomi had memorized over time, she gradually started teaching them to her. Finding out that Akane needed reading glasses in order to see the smaller print recipes, Hitomi helped her obtain a pair. "Okay Akane, keep in mind you just need to follow the recipe. Don't add anything else until you master the recipe and then make a note of anything else that works" Hitomi cautioned her.

"Okay the next ingredient is one cup of salt" Akane read out.

Hitomi almost groaned, "Read it again..." she said.

Akane did, "one cup of sugar," she said with a blush.

"You would have had and saltiest angel food cake ever!" she said with a laugh that Akane echoed.

"Perhaps I could have made nice anchovy icing for it!" she replied with a chuckle, this went back and forth until they were rolling around on the floor in helpless laughter.

"What's going on here?" Ranma demanded.

"Akane's salt cake," Hitomi said, wiping a tear away.

"I was thinking of slicing up some pickles for cake toppings," Akane said and gave an unladylike snort.

Ranma had no clue what they were talking about, so with a shrug, he left.

"Okay Akane, back to the recipe," Hitomi said.

Over the next few days Akane did indeed improve, until one night she snuck into the kitchen the make a bento lunch for Ranma. She smiled at how good it came out and congratulated herself on finally learning how to cook. She placed it into the refrigerator to present to him at lunch.

The next day at school she was hurt when he refused to eat it. "But Ranma, Hitomi's been teaching me to cook and I've improved a lot!" she protested.

"I won't eat your cooking" Ranma said stubbornly. "I just can't chance it with our big baseball game coming up after lunch" Ranma explained.

"You're a jerk" she cried and stomped away. She found herself outside and sat beneath a tree. Tears ran down her face while she hugged the bento to her.

"Are you okay?" she heard a voice say.

"I'm fine" she said dashing away angry tears while she blushed at being caught in such a state by Daisuke.

He handed her a handkerchief, "you don't look fine. Would you like to talk about it?" he asked her.

Akane found herself explaining how she felt that Ranma didn't like her anymore in a broken voice between sobs. "I made this lunch for him and he refused to eat it" she concluded tearfully.

Daisuke carefully pried it open and admired the well put together bento box, her rice balls had black pepper whiskers and pig noses, the meat balls looked tasty beyond belief and the vegetable that surrounded the shrimps and miniature cuttlefish were trimmed into whimsical shapes. "It smells delicious, I wish a girl would make one of these for me" he said.

"R-really?" Akane said, "would you like to eat it?" she asked.

"If you would let me" he said. Akane watched in surprise at how he groaned in pleasure with every bite. Soon she glowed with pleasure and blushed at his praises. She'd never really realized how cute he was...

Daisuke and Akane in the Future

"Of course I remember eating your bento, I thought I was going to die..." he started.

"What's that!" Akane cried as her mallet made an appearance for the first time in years.

"What the hell is that!" Juro cried in shocked, never having seen it before.

"I meant that I'd heard about your cooking from Ranma and wasn't expecting it to be so wonderful" he finished.

Akane felt her anger melting away "It's good that Hitomi went back or we never would have gotten together," she said as the mallet disappeared. Ranma laughed and hugged her

"Relax kids, that was your sexy and cute tomboy Aunt Akane's mallet. She used to have quite the temper when we were younger..." he said giving her a fond hug.

"It used to send me flying quite often, I almost miss that thing," Kuno said.

Hitomi

Hitomi had chosen to stay at the dojo instead of attending school. She had made a valid point that her attending school wouldn't really benefit her and might cause some confusion towards others, and she also made a valid point about Ryoga not attending as well, since she had a few things to discuss with him. When asked what said things were, Hitomi would tell them that it was classified and therefore she couldn't speak about it to them. Soun decided that the future heir to the Anything Goes style of martial arts knew what she was doing and therefore allowed Ryoga to not attend school. Soun was glad at the same time that he didn't have to worry about Ryoga interfering in the love life of his daughter and future son-in-law.

Ryoga casually entered the dojo, after removing his shoes and walking over to the black haired girl, who was currently seated on a cushion while waiting for Ryoga to take his seat across from hers. Once he had reached it, he sat down and smiled at her. "Hey Hitomi... what is it you wanted to talk about?"

Hitomi glanced to the side and knew that explaining someone's death was never a pleasant thing. "I wanted to talk to you about something..."

"Is it about why that special glue is taking so long to dry?" Ryoga asked, pondering the question that had been on everyone's mind.

"That?" Hitomi said, a little shocked to have that asked, though she had already prepared an explanation. "Oh... the reason for that taking so long is because..." she paused for a moment, "Well, think about it like a mechanic who's been sent back into the feudal era and only has primitive feudal era tools to work with, how long do you think it'd take for him to make a car?"

"Oh... so, how much longer?" Ryoga asked, glad to know that she wasn't wasting her time and making every second count.

"Not much longer," Hitomi replied, "Sorry I'm keeping you from starting your family," she said, smirking at Ryoga.

The lost boy leaned back with a deep blush, "N-no! I like you being here!" Ryoga said, waving his hands around in order to tell her he was glad for her presence, which was true. He was glad to have his daughter over here in this time line... it would in fact feel slightly empty without her.

"Okay, okay..." Hitomi giggled with her hand over her mouth before continuing. "It's not that though... it's something bigger than that."

"Huh?" Ryoga said, tilting his head. "Bigger than you getting back to your time?"

Hitomi was now back to what she had planned on doing and she dreaded the response she was going to get from Ryoga, she had technically lied to them about a few things and would it make things better? Well, she technically never lied, everyone had done the lying for her and she followed. "You know I'm not Akane's and Ranma's daughter... and I'm sorry I ever said that..." she said, bowing her head.

"That's okay, Hitomi.." Ryoga said, seeing how she had lost her cheerful demeanor.

"I know... but everyone just kinda' put me as Akane's daughter and I used it to get closer to you, but, do you know why?" She asked.

Ryoga stopped to ponder for a moment, from what she had said before, wasn't because she wanted to see him and Ranma when they were her age? But why go to that extent with a mirror? It didn't make sense now that he thought about it. Was there a bigger purpose? "What are you really here? I doubt it's to get me and Ranma together, we're already together in the future, right?"

"No... you're not," Hitomi replied, her head even lower than before.

"A-are you saying that you came back to make sure we get together at a sooner time to stop us from splitting up?" Ryoga said, shocked with that idea. He couldn't believe that he had been such an awful future husband that Ranma or him would up and leave each other.

"It's not that either..." with that she slowly lifted her head and locked eyes with him before tearing up slightly and embracing Ryoga; knocking him on his back as the black haired Hibiki daughter clung to him. At first Ryoga wasn't sure to what to do, why was she so depressed? It made no sense... what could have happened?

"Hitomi... whatever it is, you can tell me," Ryoga said, in a soothing tone. From there he reached out his hand and placed it on top of hers, hoping for her to relax.

"Dad... in my time you died!" she exclaimed, muffling her tears on his shirt.

Ryoga when introduced to the information of his death, "H-how did I die?" he asked, gulping. In his mind he really hoped that Ranma and his future self hadn't gotten into a fight which ended up taking his life. The revelation of one's own future death was never an easy one to take.

"You fell into a river and slowly died as P-chan when we went on a training trip together..." Hitomi replied before pulling back and staring at Ryoga. She saw that Ryoga's own eyes were watering just as much as hers were.

"Hitomi... I don't want to die, I don't want to leave you when you need me the most," Ryoga said. His stomach twisted when thinking of leaving them and not being able to be their father, in his mind, a father was always in need whether they leave or not, losing someone was painful.

"Thank you..." Hitomi said, "Mom is so lonely... she misses you the most, she lost the one she loves and she keeps breaking down when in the house, she can't stop thinking of you... she won't stop thinking of you and she doesn't ever want to marry anyone else dad! You're that important to Ranma in my time, please don't die, if not for me and my brothers... then for Ranma!"

Ryoga stared at her with timid tears soaked eyes. "I promise... I won't die, Hitomi..." taking a deep breath the lost boy glanced to the side. "I'll do whatever it takes to never, never take you to train in the mountains,"

"Don't!" Hitomi exclaimed, surprising Ryoga. "We love it when you train us! Everything wouldn't be the same if you stopped, it's your passion to train and your passion to be with us... we need both or we won't feel like a family." Hitomi sighed and decided she'd tell him something. "One time... you tried to teach me the ShiShiHoukudan, but, I was never depressed enough to ever use it or master it, but... when you died, I actually mastered it, you being gone made me learn that move... and I hate that I perfected it, Cologne told me those who actually achieve the perfect form have to go through so much pain... so, so, so much pain..."

Ryoga rose to a sitting position and brought Hitomi into a tight hug, which could have caused Ranma or Akane to scream from such pressure, but for someone like Hitomi she easily endured and returned the hug with just as much force.

Akane and Ranma

Akane had to remind herself about not being too concerned with Ranma's opinion of her cooking, which could only lead to heartache. Though she did take solace in the fact that she would someday be married to him and have a wonderful and also very powerful daughter. Even as much as she convinced herself, she believed that she would one day be his wife and take on the last name of Saotome, Akane Saotome. Bu she couldn't get the thought of how cute Daisuki was out of her mind. She thought about how nice his smile was...and blushed. Perhaps she could have Daisuke convince Ranma to try her food and turn him into a close friend of their future family? It would be similar to what she believed Ryoga was going to be when he watched over her children...

And now she was given the perfect moment to set a scene with Ranma while they sat outside; since Akane had called him out there and planned this entire thing. Now how to subtly attempt accepting Ranma? She'd always known there was something there for her romantically with the black haired martial artist, but, now that evidence had been provided to her. She was confident in the future between her and Ranma. With Daisuke as family friend of course.

Ranma approached Akane, seeing that she had been sitting down on the backyard porch. The sun had been going down and he wondered what she possibly wanted to talk about. This came as a surprise to him, because, Akane never was one to have a normal conversation with him.

"Hey, Kane... wha'cha wanna' talk about?" Ranma asked.

Akane turned around and smiled lightly at the boy. Her smile went unnoticed as Ranma simply plopped himself down next to her and leaned back a little; his arms supporting. "So, this probably has to do with your cooking, huh?" Ranma asked, blinking a few times as he waited for her to start.

She nodded her head with firm determination. "It's about... Hitomi, you know the whole... her being our daughter thing."

"Yeah, I know about that," Ranma replied, half listening to her as the idea of Hitomi rushed into his mind. The black haired girl was certainly interesting, and her image of totally what was to be expected from someone in his family line; say for his father. Other than that, she was radiant with beauty.

"Well... her just being around means we're gonna' start a family and..." Akane blushed, looking down and trying to stop her heart beat.

"Uh-huh..." Ranma nodded, once again, too into his own thoughts to consider what Akane was saying. There was so many attributes to Hitomi that could be linked to him and Hitomi, but, none seemed to follow Akane's mannerisms. The rage could be traced to anyone and he wasn't sure that was really genetic.

"So, do you think it'd be okay if we ,you know..." Akane said, turning to the boy now and expecting to see him turn to her and return the feelings she had kept bottled up for so long. "If we, you know..." she tried to finish but found the words escaping her.

Ranma's eyes widened when a sudden revelation happened, he had seen Hitomi's fang-like teeth. And there was only one other person he knew with fang like teeth; Ryoga.

"Yeah, sure, whatever!" Ranma exclaimed, standing up and running over the fence and jumping over it. "I gotta' go Akane!" he shouted, trying to control his breathing now. There was just no possible way that Hitomi was...

Akane and Daisuke

Akane was depressed by Ranma's refusal to talk to her about his feelings with her and found herself walking in the local park. She knew that things would work out for them eventually, but why did she feel so confused about her feelings in the here and now? What was the point of trying to learn to be a good cook and great wife to someone who seemed to be so disinterested in her now? In fact when Akane pondered it, Hitomi seemed to be more interested in getting to know Ranma and Ryoga. Not that she'd actually snubbed Akane, she hung around with her and taught her to cook, but she seemed to regard Akane more like a friend then future mother. "Why didn't she spend more time with her...why was it always stupid Ranma and Ryoga?" she thought angrily and kicked a pebble as hard as she could. Akane used to be one of the most popular people at her school until Ranma came around and then everything was suddenly, Ranma, Ranma, Ranma. Akane wasn't normally a petty person, but she got sick of it sometimes. Chaos seemed to follow Ranma around, that and strange girls...Akane turned in confusion when someone said "ouch!"

"Who's there?" she called.

"Akane is that you? It's Daisuke. "Someone just beaned me with a rock" he said coming into view. He had an angry red mark on his forehead that was bleeding.

Akane instantly felt bad, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt anyone. I kicked the pebble in anger" she said taking out her handkerchief and pressing it to his wound. He winced a bit and allowed her to lead him over to the drinking fountain so that she could wet it and replace it on his head.

"It's okay, you would make a great football player with those powerful legs of yours...or nurse" he added at how tenderly she dabbed at his wound and at the look of compassion on her face.

Akane blushed, "I want to be a veterinarian" as she admitting her dream to someone out loud for the first time. She hadn't told Ranma because she thought he would make fun of her for wanting to do something more then to run her family's dojo.

"You would make a great one, I'd gladly take any of my pets to you in the future" Daisuke said.

"You have pets?" she asked him.

"I have three lizards, two birds, a tank full of newts, two cats and a big old lazy dog who's been with me forever" he admitted with a laugh.

"Sounds like you're going to really need my help" she said grinning at him. "I can't have pets because my sisters are allergic to anything with fur" she explained.

"Would you like to talk about what's bugging you?" he asked her.

"No, I want to hear more about your zoo" she replied and took his arm without thinking. Daisuke was surprised that she did, yet it feel natural to have his arm linked with hers. "Is your dog a purebred?" she asked him while looking at him through her chocolate brown eyes, her anger at Ranma momentarily forgotten.

"Oh definitely not, he's a Sheppard/basset hound cross named Prince. He's fat and lazy and well...not very bright. He loves eating mothballs, so I have to be careful with those and I think he has a shoe fetish, he likes to steal my mother's shoes just to hide them. He never chews them, only cuddles them. Plus he farts a lot" Daisuke told her, enjoying her tinkling laugh as he supplied each detail for her. She continued to hold his arm as they wandered throughout the park, which was renowned for the beauty of its gardens; neither of them noticed them as they were too focused on each other.

Meanwhile Ranma

The black haired Saotome began walking around aimlessly in Nerima. It couldn't be! Hitomi couldn't be Ryoga's and his child! Ranma certainly didn't like Ryoga like that! They were both guys! Well... most of the time they were guys. Ranma did have his girl form, but, didn't that mean that him and Ryoga had... sex? The idea wasn't as unappealing as Ranma first thought. It scared him to think that the idea of getting in the bed with the Lost Boy didn't sound all that bad.

"Damn it! I-It can't be..." Ranma said, trying to stop the anxiety building up in his chest. "We'd never do that... Ryoga wouldn't... would he?" Ranma said, looking to the ground timidly. Why was he so bothered with this? There wasn't any real proof that they got together.

"Okay..." Ranma said, holding his hands out in front of him. "Maybe... if I really was a girl... I'd go out with him... nothing wrong there, we're close pals... sorta'..." he said, glancing to the side. "And this is IF I was a girl! So, that doesn't make what I'm saying weird, right?" he asked himself, smiling with his scapegoat self explanation.

"Now to get back and hang with Hitomi and Ryoga."

Ryoga and Hitomi

After having shared that father and daughter moment, the two returned to the dojo. Hitomi had promised to get to work on the mirror and fix the present mirror. Ryoga had trusted her wholeheartedly.

When Hitomi reached the room where the drying mirror was, she sighed and noticed that the illusion spell had worn off. The mirror was now back to it's broken state; she reached into her pocket and pulled out the working version of the mirror. She could go back now, couldn't she? Though now that Ryoga would make an effort to be with Ranma, would the time line find it's way to her present? Well, Ranma from the future had used magic to talk to her. Nothing had changed there, but, that was before Hitomi had actively gotten Ryoga interested in the idea of being with Ranma. What would she say now? Probably not much... she sighed and nodded her head. She would stay until she was entirely certain that Ranma and Ryoga would become romantically interested in her. 'Besides... time is on my side...' Hitomi thought.

Ranma, Ryoga & Hitomi

When Ranma and Ryoga would have normally been asked to talk and hang out in their PJ's, they would have rejected the idea. However Hitomi had been so insistent on doing it that they couldn't bring themselves to ignore her request.

"So... why was it so important that we be in PJ's?" Ranma asked, having changed into her girl form, if only to feel less awkward while doing it. Her Pj's consisted of her boxers and white muscle shirt.

In Ryoga's case he wore a yellow set that Hitomi had gotten from Ryoga's pack. He never liked to mention the fact that his parents got him PJ's one time when he came home. He made sure to avoid ever putting them on, simply because, well, he wasn't sure PJ's were at all flattering for someone like him. Especially ones that were entirely a lemon colored males PJ set.

"At least you don't look like a lemon, Ranma..." Ryoga grunted

Ranma smirked and looked over to Ranma, "Yeah, your right." she smirked, leaning on her elbows as her head rested in her hands.

The lost boy found himself blushing when Ranma stared at him in such a way. It was difficult not to consider his future with her, when Mousse had commented on Ranma's girl side; he certainly knew what he was talking about. Luckily for him he was provided by a distraction.

"Back! And I got a bunch of everyone's favorites!" Hitomi proclaimed, entering the room with a tray full of various snacks; wearing what appeared to be a pair of Akane's PJ's. The black haired girl then went over to sit down next to Ryoga and placed the tray out in front of everyone.

"So, I gotta' ask you two, how did you first meet?" Hitomi asked, she was aware that they met in middle school. Though by her time, her mother and father had already forgotten the details from said time. All they knew was that it happened in middle school.

"Huh... that's going a bit back," Ranma commented.

Ryoga stared at the red headed girl with an annoyed look on his face. "Well... it started when we first wanted some bread, you see, everyone would always fight over who got the certain kinds, but, whenever I tried to get mine with my martial arts skills, Saotome here would always intervene with that..." he grunted a little, unable to contain certain anger he used to hold so close.

"H-hey! I tried to make up for it, remember?" Ranma asked, mentioning the time that when he called her out to a challenge again. She had actually tried to make amends by buying him all the types of bread he had beaten him to; granted they became expired; due to Ryoga's immeasurable amount of time he took to get to the challenge.

"Hey! See, he tired to make up for it!' Hitomi exclaimed, trying to ease her father's mood.

The lost boy sighed and nodded his head, still a little nerve wrecked from remembering. "It's not just that... it was the fact that he didn't make it to the challenge and then went off to train with his dad, I was willing to get past all that until I came across him in Jusenkyo and he knocked me into the cursed spring, from there, I couldn't forgive him, I had to get my revenge and what fueled my revenge the most was knowing that I had another purpose for coming after you, Saotome."

Ranma and Hitomi both stared at him, looking at him as if he had grown a second head. Though Ranma was the first to address what was on both of their minds. "What other motives were there?"

"In the deepest part of my mind... I was angry because you were my only friend and you ended up leaving, no one else wanted to talk to me or do anything at all. I was too awkward around others who didn't know martial arts; I was too scared to talk to any girls. I was content with having someone who could challenge me and push me further than I ever thought I could and by making that battle claim and then you not showing up, it drove me to find you and become the better one," Ryoga finished, explaining himself a little more deeply. "So, I was trying to get my friend back... that was my first motive."

Ranma paused to rub the back of her neck; this was really awkward for her. "Well, if it means anything... you weren't so bad to hang with either, especially when I had to walk you back home."

"Yeah... I think I missed that a lot too," Ryoga commented, smiling now.

Ranma and Hitomi chuckled, Yeah, his directional curse could be funny sometimes."Well, thanks for telling me that, but, it kinda' sounds like a romance story," Hitomi concluded.

Ranma's eyes widened and she blushed slightly, before raising her hand and waving it front of her. "Nah! We're just pals, right, Ryo?"

She noticed that Ryoga seemed to be twiddling his fingers together, which caught her off guard. "Uh... yeah... pals."

Ranma cleared her throat and decided that maybe discussing romantic interest was pointless right now. She already had enough to deal with when it came to Akane. "So, whats say we get some sparing in?"

"I think you'd have a better chance against Ryoga than me, mom, remember... future you taught me, so, I know all your moves and most of your newer ones."

Ranma's eyes widened. "Hey... you wouldn't mind teaching me some of-" Ranma tried to ask.

"No." Hitomi replied. "I can't mess with the time line... well... anymore."

"Fine... I'll just fight Ryoga," Ranma smirked, turning to the lost boy. Who had now gotten serious by this point? "Let's see what you got, Ryoga!" Ranma exclaimed, raising to her feet and glaring him down.

"Ranma... we're in PJ's, doesn't it seem odd to you, at all?" Ryoga asked, blinking.

"I've fought naked sometimes, fighting in PJ's is nothing new," Ranma replied.

The lost boy's eyes widened and he felt his nose bleed. He then looked up to the ceiling and fell on his back, his mind overloading from the image that popped up into his head.

"Damn it Ryoga... you're such a pervert sometimes..." Ranma slapped her forehead. "Sometimes this curse can really get on your nerves."

Hitomi chuckled. "Let's watch some TV while he wakes up, kay?" Hitomi asked.

Ranma nodded her head in response and noticed something on Hitomi shoulder. The lining of the pajama collar slid down to slightly reveal a small star shaped birthmark. "Huh..." Ranma said, remembering someone mentioned something about a star shaped birthmark. She then figured it was time for some information gathering. "Uh... you get everything ready, I'm gonna' use the bathroom."

Hitomi looked over her shoulder and blinked once, "Uh... okay... I'll try and find us a good show."

Now that the tan birthmark had been burned into her mind, she went over to the fallen Lost Boy and reached around him, she leaned down and pulled his collar down a bit, that's when he came across the red star birthmark. Ranma's eyes widened as she was taken to a trip down memory lane.

Flash Back

A smaller kid version of Ranma kicked a younger version of Ryoga back and into the dirt, landing on his stomach and while most of his clothes were torn. The child Ryoga grunted and wiped his mouth, bleeding a little bit from his teeth. "Damn it... damn you Saotome!" Ryoga cried, baring his fangs and looking over his shoulder.

"Stop your whining and do something 'bout it!" the younger Ranma proclaimed. Then he noticed that there was something on Ryoga's shoulder, he had to comment on that. "Whoa... did you get a tattoo?"

"Tattoo?" Ryoga wondered, then realized what Ranma was talking about. "This is a family birthmark! I don't need some stupid tattoo!" the younger version of the Lost Boy exclaimed. From there he quickly rose to his feet and narrowed his eyes. "This is where I defeat you!"

End Flash Back

"I'-it can't be... no way... it just can't..." Ranma said, unsure of what to do with this found information. She shook her head and chose to ignore it, it was just coincidence. It had to be!

Shampoo Mousse and Cologne

"Yes. Definitely pregnant," Tofu said handing the purple haired teenager her test results with a flourish. He waited to see her reaction and she delighted him by squealing and flinging her arms around his neck. "Hiya, thanks so much Dr. Tofu, now I can marry my Airen" she cried.

Dr. Tofu frowned at that, "Your carrying Ranma's child?" he cautiously asked. Somehow he couldn't really believe that Ranma was sexually active.

"No my other airen, it complicated...and it going to be really complicated to explain it to great-grandmother. But I have faith in word from the future that it all be okay. I send you wedding invitation," she said and with a final bow, left the thoroughly confused doctor pondering her bizarre words. With her hair flying behind her, she drove her bike in the direction of the Nekohanten...and her future.

She thought about what would be the best way to tell Mousse, after all her great-grandmother was away and they were supposed to make a romantic dinner together. She smiled as she thought about the clumsy boy he was and the man he would become and knew that she would influence that. All he needed was a reason to become a man...and now she had it, she thought giving her still flat belly a pat. She thought about telling him subtly over dinner then realized as she wasn't a subtle person; that the direct approach would work best. Flinging open the door she shouted. "Now we know why Shampoo threw up in the mornings," and then stopped short when she realized that there was another witness to her announcement. "Great-grandmother, what you do here?" she asked her.

"My conference was cancelled. Why are you throwing up in the mornings? Why the only time I did that was when I was..." Cologne trailed off looking uncharacteristically startled. She noticed that Mousse looked guilty. "Mousse what do you know about this?" she demanded, narrowing her eyes suspiciously at him.

Mousse went ghostly pale, opened his mouth to speak...and fainted, it being too much for him to find out that he was about to be a dad and about to get killed all in the same day.

Shampoo turned to her great-grandmother and gave her the same guilty look that she used to as a child when she was caught stealing sweets, and Cologne could feel her anger drain away. "I submit to your judgment great-grandmother, but I want you to know that I love Mousse and want to marry him. Ranma is already spoken for, even if he doesn't know it yet. I wish to dissolve my marriage to Ranma" Shampoo said in Mandarin.

"Shampoo Mousse didn't force you?" she asked her.

Shampoo laughed "of course not, he would never force a woman, it simply isn't in his nature. I just realized that when he wasn't being clingy that he's handsome, kind, smart...and patient, gods know he waited so long for me" she said smiling at the still prone boy. "Great-grandmother, you were in love with Happi when you were my age and you have to admit that Mousse is way better then him"

Cologne smiled "yes love is a funny thing. But I was a young girl back then. What are you going to do about your kiss of death? You can't go back to China until you either marry or kill Ranma" she pointed out.

Shampoo said "you know that marriage to a full blooded Amazon supersedes that, besides I don't want to go back. Mousse and I want to take over the restaurant, marry and have a family. There's nothing for him there, I don't want him bowing and scraping to a girl for the rest of his life simply because he defeated her. He's too intelligent for that, he should go to University and so should I. I've already looked into business course and by my returning to high school part time could qualify for them. Would you deny me the man I love and the family that we are going to have for a custom that I always thought was a little stupid? I don't want a husband who will kiss my ass; I want one who will work beside me for our future. I don't even want to be a leader anymore; I want a future of my choosing. This future" she said showing Cologne the picture that Hitomi had given her. Cologne studied the happy family and the undeniable proof as to who their father was. She didn't ask where the picture had come from; Hitomi obviously had given it to her. Silently she handed it back to Shampoo.

"I was thinking about leaving the tribe myself, I met someone through an online dating site. I've been alone for so long and want to try to being happy again" she admitted as a woman, not as the leader of the Amazon.

"You should go for it, but you don't have to leave the tribe. Hitomi explained what happens to us" Shampoo said and explained it to her.

"An internet tribe scattered all over the world? That just might work" Cologne said thoughtfully and then looked at Mousse again, he was drooling slightly. "So he's really the one you want?" she asked.

"With all my heart" Shampoo said reaching down to stroke him cheek, this woke him up. With a groan he opened his eyes.

"Shampoo I had the strangest dream, you were pregnant" he said sitting up.

"That was no dream Airen" she said.

"So then your great-grandmother knows..." he said and went pale when he found Cologne leaning on her staff and studying him.

"Welcome back to the land of the living son-in-law" she said.

"S-son-in-law?" he stammered.

"Yes you shall be when you marry my Shampoo, now get packing. We have to go to China to get this all sorted out" she said.

Ryoga

When the lost boy had woken up, he saw that Hitomi and Ranma were watching TV. He joined them and stayed pretty silent the entire time, and when he tried to say anything to Ranma or comment on something funny to get her attention, he noticed that the pig tailed girl didn't pay him any mind. It was kind of heart breaking for him... he was infatuated with his rival and she wasn't even showing him the slightest interest now. When all was said and done, even Hitomi had to reassure Ryoga that maybe Ranma was just having an off day or something.

Now Ryoga sat on top of the roof top; having changed back into his regular attire. It would just be awkward to sleep on a roof top with pajamas anyways.

He sighed and wondered what must have been going on with Ranma. He knew that his old self would have never been concerned about Ranma, but, they had a future together. That changed things right? They must have had some deep connection in order for him to end up with the pig tailed martial artist. "Maybe... maybe it's not going to happen..."

"What's not going to happen?" Ranma asked, landing on the roof top close to Ryoga.

The lost boy turned to her and blushed a bit, "N-nothing..." he replied. "What brings you here anyways?"

"It's just... a lotta' stuffs been on my mind," she replied, still in her boxers and muscle shirt.

"Oh... like what?" Ryoga asked, leaning down and reaching into his backpack; pulling out a pillow and throwing it down to where he'd sleep. He then rose up to his feet once more.

"Just a lot of stuff... like Hitomi..." Ranma said, sighing and trying to come to terms with what she knew. It wasn't simple to accept the fact that you were going to be a mother someday.

"Look Saotome..." Ryoga said; his tone somewhat cold. "I don't wanna' talk about you and future wife, it's not really my thing."

Ranma noticed that Ryoga had gone back to calling him by his last name, that wasn't a good sign. "Damn it... you know that's not it!" Ranma shouted, glaring Ryoga down.

"What are you on about?" Ryoga asked.

"You know she's really our kid!" Ranma exclaimed. "I just got one question... why the hell me!" Ranma demanded, moving over to the Lost Boy and pulling him by his collar. "I don't wanna' be a mom, I don't wanna' be married to you, I don't wanna' know I have a great family with you..." Ranma paused, averting her eyes from him. "I don't wanna' say I fell for you..."

As time had gone by, Ranma came to realize that she did in fact feel deep emotions for the Lost boy. It was hard to come to terms with it, it went against her entire teachings. Everything that Ryoga stood for was completely different from her's as well, not to mention their fighting styles were different from one another's. Though Ryoga was able to perform skills from the school of anything goes; thanks to Genma and trying to make Ranma jealous that one time.

Ryoga studied her face for a moment before giving in to his urges. "Ranma..." he whispered.

That caused the redheaded girl to look up to him. "What?"

"Just shut up and free me from my lonely life..." he whispered with a few tears cascading from his eyes."Because I love you..." he sealed the deal with his lips and wrapped his arms around the redheaded girl's hips.

Ranma struggled underneath his hold and fought with herself on whether or not she should return the kiss. Was it okay? Was the future with him worth it? Was having Hitomi as a daughter worth it? Was it wrong to think that of her own child? Ranma opened her eyes and still found Ryoga's lips eagerly pressed to hers, trying to reach her. 'Why does this feel so good... I-I ain't supposed to feel this weird around this pig! But-but... damn it!' she finally shoved past all her disgust and returned the kiss; closing her eyes.

Ryoga sighed contently at the kiss; he thought that maybe Ranma at some point would push him away and try to kick his butt. Though his faith was renewed when Ranma leaned into it as well. Ryoga became a bit brave and used his tongue, blushing at the feeling of someone's tongue on his.

Ranma reluctantly returned the french kiss and moaned a little, getting a spine tingling feeling. Then there was another feeling, but it was coming from somewhere a little lower than the base of her spine. Was that something squeezing her rear?

That was right; Ryoga's hands had landed on her rear. That was enough to shock Ranma way from Ryoga's lips. "Y''know that's not romantic!" Ranma exclaimed, pouting and blushing deeply from the second time Ryoga had grabbed her there.

"S-sorry..." Ryoga said, not really sure why he loved to do that so much. "By the way... it's really nice..."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better about it?" Ranma glared.

"Shut up Ranma..." Ryoga said, bringing his lips over to hers and pecking her. "The only thing I wanna' hear from you is... that you want to be with me..."

The red headed girl groaned and looked to the side. "F-fine... but you better not make me regret this, pig-breath..."

"Thanks cross dresser..." Ryoga smiled. Then just to be brave once more, he reached down once again to cup her rear in his hands.

Ranma gasped before leaning back and punching Ryoga's chest. "We're gonna' have to work on you being such a damn pervert!" Ryoga merely chuckled and gave one his favourite parts of her a firm squeeze.

Hitomi

Hitomi leaned against the side of the house and smirked with her arms crossed over her chest. This was her great ambition and her reason to stay was no longer needed, besides, she had a future husband of her own to get to anyways; at least at some point. She nodded her head and figured that when morning came she'd go back to her time.

"Gotta' say... I'm gonna' miss your teenage years mom-and-pop."

The Next day

The previous night, Hitomi noticed that Ranma and Ryoga hadn't come down from the roof the entire time. Curiosity got the best of her so, she ended up checking on them early in the morning. She was pleasantly surprised to see that Ranma and Ryoga were holding each other while sleeping.

"Hey... as much as I love seeing you two together like this, I got something to say," Hitomi commented.

Ranma and Ryoga both shot their eyes open and blushed deeply at being caught in such a position. Ranma attempted to pull back but Ryoga kept his arms around her. "It's okay Ranma... she knows we're going to be together..."

Ranma realized that he was correct and now felt slightly silly for trying to push away from him. "Oh... well... I got a question for you..." Ranma said, narrowing her eyes.

Hitomi tilted her head to the side. "Hm?"

"Why'd you say you were mine and Akane's kid?" Ranma asked.

"I never said I was... everyone just pointed fingers and I went along with to keep the time line in order. And if you're wondering, I didn't come here on purpose, but, when I saw I could save my future, I took up the opportunity."

"Wait... what do you mean... save the future?" Ranma asked, looking towards the future.

"She came here to save me, Ranma..." Ryoga answered, turning to the redhead. "You see... in her time, I end up dying when me and you are on a training mission. I turn into P-chan and fell into waterfall, breaking most of my bones and causing myself to bleed from the inside," Ryoga said, looking down. As much as he said he'd never do something like that, he was surprised it hasn't happened earlier.

" No..." Ranma said. "That's not gonna' happen if I've got somethin' to say 'bout it!" Ranma exclaimed, slowly leaning up and pecking Ryoga's cheek. "We've got a future together and you're not getting' outta' it so easily... hell... you die while we're together and I'll drag you form the pits of hell myself, pig-boy!" Ranma said, blushing slightly.

Ryoga found himself touched and threatened in the most poetic way he had ever heard. "Ranma... I know this is early and all..."

"Hey pops... that can wait... I'm still right here..." Hitomi said.

Ryoga and Ranma both blushed. "No! I don't mean that!"

Ranma sighed contently and looked up to him. "What's on your mind?"

"Ranma Saotome... I love you..."

Ranma gulped and scratched the side of her cheek, unsure how to respond. She knew that she'd eventually come to love him, but, until then it was technically just some affection.

"And I don't care if you're not in love with me right now... but when you do..." Ryoga smiled softly. "I'll be the happiest man alive."

"J-just don't get all mushy on me all of the time, kay?" Ranma asked.

Ryoga nodded then turned to Hitomi. "So, are you leaving us?"

"I'm sorry... but I gotta' go..." Hitomi sighed, "I loved getting to know everyone from the past, you're all so insane, that... it was kinda' fun..." she said, looking down."But I miss my mom and I have a dad to get back to. And don't worry; you'll be see me again."

Ranma cleared her throat and tried to calm down, the whole; being made love to issue was certainly an unnerving one.

Hitomi reached into her pants pocket and revealed her mirror. "By the way... I never fixed the mirror from this time line... I can't let any of you unstable weirdos have something like this laying around," Hitomi said, squeezing the mirror lightly the though of how her mother was missing her, this caused a single tear to fall on it's surface, causing her to wink into a small burst of light and vanish back into her own time.

"I can't wait to get see her..." Ryoga commented.

"You mean you can't wait to get me in the sack..." Ranma glared, knowing that something perverted must have crossed Ryoga's mind; there was a trickle of blood running down his nose.

"Whatever gave you that idea, Saotome...?" Ryoga asked innocently.

Show Down at the Tendo Dojo

"You will not marry a boy! You were raised to be a man amongst men, not some pervert!" Genma cried, his face was purple with rage as he watched his son/daughter hold hands with her old friend.

"Too bad Pop 'cause I'm marrying Ryoga whether you like it or not," she snapped back and squeezed Ryoga's hand.

"But what of Akane and my dojo? How could you hurt my little girl like this?" Soun sobbed.

Akane could only watch as what she had started to suspect was beamed into harsh reality. Ranma was in love with someone else and another boy no less! She struggled, trying to figure out how she felt about it and realized that it didn't bother her as much as it should, but that could have been because Daisuke had come over to help her fix dinner.

"Say something Akane," Nabiki said as she wildly snapped pictures of the proceedings.

Akane turned to look at Daisuke, who wisely as keeping his mouth shut and found the courage she was looking for. "I don't mind if they want to get married," she replied, giving her ex-fiancé a smile. "Dad, by trying to force us together you never gave us a chance to make up our own minds. Perhaps we would have had a chance if we had just been left alone to discover our true feelings for each other, than perhaps things would have turned out different? But I won't stand in the way of true love...even if it's a little weird. Things happen for a reason and perhaps that's what Ranma's curse is about, Ryoga's straight and they couldn't be together otherwise. Whatever, I wish you two the best," she said to them.

"Thanks Akane," Ranma said with a friendly smile.

"Akane don't go along with this nonsense. You will never inherit this dojo unless you marry my Akane...or choose one of my other daughters to marry!" Soun snapped.

"So all of your daughters are so interchangeable?" Ryoga asked coldly.

"Of course not, but naturally it has to be one of them or you can forget about ever having this dojo!" Soun said desperately.

"I don't want the dojo..." Akane added.

"And you can forget about ever calling yourself a Saotome or having anything to do with our school again. You can't teach it without our authorization!" Genma countered. To their surprise Ranma and Ryoga just exchanged glances and smiled. They knew the future and it gave them confidence.

"No problem Pop, I'm going to be a Hibiki anyway. Besides Ryoga's going to build us our own dojo to run," she explained with a shrug.

"Might I impose for a second?" Hopposai said. "I think you're wrong to try and block this marriage. Ryoga's an apt pupil and would be an excellent co-heir to our school. Besides I know Akane has other plans for her life," he added smiling at the petit blue haired girl.

"How did you know?" she stammered.

"I found your university brochures when I was raiding your panty drawer. I did some research and think that this one has the best program for you to study to become a veterinarian, dear..." he said holding out the brochure to her.

"My Akane's going to be a housewife just like her mother was!" Soun exploded.

"No I'm not dad, I'm going to study hard and become a vet just like I planned. I can still be a wife and mother too. It's not like you tried to train me in domestics arts anyway," she added, looking shyly at Daisuke, who blushed.

Happosai turned to Ranma and handed him a scroll. "Ranma, you are now a master of the school of martial arts of anything goes. You earned it," he said and then glared at his students. "You don't get to choose who inherits my school, my school, my choice!" he challenged.

Ranma was touched "But I never defeated you..." she pointed out.

"Let's just say that you did and leave it at that, you're the best student this martial arts has ever had. Post this on any dojo wall with pride and teach the school to many generations to come!" Happosai proclaimed.

"You can't do this master!" Genma cried.

"He's not your son, remember? I get to pick my teachers and I choose him!" Happosai said with finality in his voice.

"And where are you going to find the money to build this new dojo?" Soun said.

"I'm going to use my trust fund money," Ryoga calmly explained.

"Trust fund?" Soun echoed stupidly.

"My great-grandmother was quite wealthy and left everything to me. How did you think I pay my way around the world? I could have taken planes and limos everywhere but like to walk," he replied.

"Wait you're rich?" Ranma said in shock.

"We're stinking rich babe..." Ryoga replied.

Genma and Soun looked at each other with dollars signs in their eyes.

"I suppose we could come to some arrangement regarding the dojo, after all Ranma is the co-heir and a master now..." Soun suggested.

"Welcome to the family son!" Genma said, pumping Ryoga's hand.

Nabiki and Kuno

They lay in bed together watching the CD of the meeting and Kuno leaned up and regarded her, "is that how your father's going to react when we tell him that we're engaged?" he asked.

"Daddy always did like money when he doesn't have to earn it himself..." Nabiki replied, propping herself up on her elbow.

"Great I'm marrying into a family of money grubbers," Kuno complained.

She touched his back with her soft hands "Kasumi's not, Akane's not and I must have half of your fortune already from all those pictures I've sold you over the years, so I don't need your money" Nabiki replied. "Besides we don't have to tell them right away, I say we wait until we graduate...or have our first kid," she added

"You drive a hard bargain" he said.

"I wouldn't want the people in our high school to think I'm going soft. I have my hard, cold hearted reputation to maintain" she said, giving him wide, innocent eyes.

"I'll show you hard..." Kuno said with a growl, which was echoed by her laughter. They made love surrounded by pictures of the two of them together, enjoying life and their relationship; these had replaced the pictures of Akane and the Pigtailed Girl.

2 months later

The Lost Boy woke up from his bed and looked towards his window. The bed sheets were currently covering his nude form as he stared at the carpet of his bedroom. He couldn't believe that he had just done the thing most boys have dreamed about, and it wasn't overly romantic either. It was perfect for the kind of people Ranma and Ryoga were.

Ranma had decided that if Ryoga could beat her in a battle that she would sleep with him willingly. He could tell she wanted to do it too, but, when he had gone above and beyond just to finally sleep with her and win... out of all things. He felt more accomplished than ever. It's too bad that such a deal had to take at least a month and a half to get started.

Now he sat there watching as the sun's rays poured into the room. He looked over his shoulder and saw that Ranma was sleeping right next to him in her beautiful female form; the bed sheets were conveniently covering her up to her chest. He chuckled when he heard her lightly snoring, it was cute.

The lost boy reached under the covers and grabbed himself some boxers. From there he put them on while underneath the sheets. Then he moved over to Ranma's side of the bed and kneeled over her. He placed his hand to her stomach and closed his eyes. "Welcome... Hideo, Hidiki..." he whispered.

Ranma stirred in her sleep and slowly opened her eyes; she saw that Ryoga seemed to be near her stomach. She groaned and closed her eyes again. "Oh... give me a break... you're such a damn beast man... my legs are still sore from round one..." Ranma complained; hoping that Ryoga would allow her some healing time before they went under the sheets again.

Ryoga's intentions weren't that, but, that was enough to make his nose bleed.

The future

Hitomi noticed something in her memories, sudden shifts and changes occurring everywhere. Everyone there seemed slight altered, some taller, some a little older and everyone wore party clothes. Everyone was there, the Kuno family, the Mu family, her Aunt Akane and Daisuke, even Cologne and Phil who she hadn't actually ever met in person. She looked down to find herself wearing a beautiful red cheongsam with black braid trim and remembered that it was her engagement party. She blushed when she looked at her hot fiancé, Reizo.

"Welcome to the family," aunt Akane said, giving her an affection hug. "I know that it isn't every girl who wants to get engaged at eighteen. I hope that I haven't been rushing you the way our parents tried to do to Ranma and I," she said nervously.

Hitomi was astounded for a second. She was eighteen? Then the memories came flooding back, "Its okay, we're going to wait until after our graduation to marry. Rush me? You've been like a second mother to me" she replied hugging her.

"Is our catering to your liking?" Shampoo asked her nervously.

Hitomi laughed and hugged her too, "Everything's perfect!" she assured her and strolled around the room to see the changes in everyone. Everyone seemed to be there...except for her father. The biggest surprise was the green haired baby the older Ivy was holding. "Who's that?" she asked in surprised.

"Great-great-grandmother's and Phil's daughter, Jennifer-Jade" she said with a laugh, indicating to the young Cologne.

"Apparently the cursed spring waters even reverses old plumbing," she said with a shrug. "I'm not too worried, I've lasted over three hundred years, what are the eighteen more years that it takes to raise a kid," she said.

"How is Jennifer-Jade related to Shampoo?" Hitomi asked Mousse, mystified.

"We don't even want to wager a guess..." Mousse replied ruefully.

Other people were Having to Adjust as Well

Ranma placed her hand on her head and felt flushed with all the new memories that accompanied her original memories. "Wait... I can't believe I've said all that and... wait..." she paused and looked towards her own children. They seemed a little older... why was that? She then compared the original time it had taken her family to start and compared it with the new time that she had gotten together with Ryoga.

"Wait... why does everything feel so... different?" Juro asked, then looked down at his body and noticed his increased height. He was even dressed in entirely different clothes.

"Yeah... and have we always been in college?" Hidiki asked, turning to Hideo.

"From what I can tell... yeah... we have," Hideo replied.

Ranma turned to the black haired version of herself and smiled, from there she went over to her and wrapped her arms around her. "Don't you ever travel in time again!" Ranma cried, gritting her teeth; trying to ease her tired and worried body. "You almost killed all your brothers and wrecked everything, and not to mention endangered your own life!"

Hitomi knew this was coming and she sighed, "I know and I'm sorry... I just wanted to see dad so badly that I-I..." she attempted to say, until her ears picked up on something.

"Does anyone else hear that?" Juro asked, turning in the direction of the main hallway. He and everyone was about to go over there, until they heard the sound of something oinking and a small black pig walked into the room; pulling what appeared to be a gallon of ice cream that he'd wrapped his neckerchief around.

"Hey! That ice creams from my hidden stash!" Ranma exclaimed, but then found herself gawking at the sight of Ryoga's signature headband. "Ryoga...?" Ranma said.

"Dad..." the other four said in unison.

The small black piglet turned to them and raised one hoof, as if it was his hand he was waving. "Bwee!"

Before he knew what was happening everyone had rushed over to him and grabbed the small piglet into a tight and warm embrace. The small piglet was unsure of why everyone was holding onto him so much but allowed it to happen. Ranma was the closest to him.

"Damn it Ryoga... we missed you so much..."

"Dad... don't ever die... please just don't..." Hidiki cried.

"I won't forgive you if we lost you a second time," Juro said.

Hideo couldn't muster the courage to say anything, but, was also sure he didn't want his father dying on them again.

"Your back... you're finally back," Hitomi cheered.

Ranma grabbed Ryoga and yanked him away from the others. "I need to have a talk with your father... now!" Ranma exclaimed, and ran out of the room. "You can have the ice cream by the way!" she shouted.

Everyone in the room smiled, their mother and friend was certainly back to her old ways. Using her having sex excuse with their father. Hitomi smiled and crossed her arms, she needed her father, there was no doubt about that. Though Ranma needed Ryoga way more than any of them did.

"I love you dad... and I'm glad we can still have more good times." she whispered, closing her eyes with little tears forming around her eyes.

Everyone in the room joined her, now content with just knowing that their father and friend was there with them. Reizo took Hitomi's hand and she stared into his face. He had his mother's large, limpid brown eyes and dark blue hair and his father's attractive boyish features and easy charm. Hitomi looked around at everyone, basking in their love. She'd met her uncles and aunts in the past when they'd all been unformed teenagers and they'd all blossomed and flourished with time to become the diamonds that she knew now. Petty jealousies and grudges had been set aside in favour of lasting friendships. Hitomi realized that she was surrounded by her past and her future and was perfectly content to be in the here and the now. She would keep her mirror as a precious memento but doubted she would ever need to use it again, she was too happy being where she was.

Ranma & Ryoga

Once Ryoga had changed back, he had gotten himself a pair of pants and was now walking to his room. When he had gotten there he noticed that the door was slightly open, he wondered what this was about as he slowly slid the door open, only to be greeted with nothing. "Huh... that's weird..."

When he turned around he noticed that Ranma had jumped into his arms, wearing only what appeared to be a set of red lingerie. The redheaded martial artist wrapped her arms around him and pressed her lips to his. The lost man replied by wrapping his arms around hers; eventually reaching for her bottom while all of it was happening. "What gives? I wasn't gone that long. I got the ice cream like you asked to me to, to go with Akane's famous devil's food cake, but got caught in the rain and slightly lost. You know I always find my way back to you..." he stammered. He wanted to add "why is there a freezer in the dojo that looks like a wooden crate labeled, training swords?" but was far too distracted for that. After all they didn't even use wooden practice swords for their martial arts.

"Damn it I like it when you touch me there..." Ranma moaned, blushing slightly.

"What's got you so in the mood?" Ryoga smirked, staring at his wife.

"I've lost ya' for a so long that I can't handle being alone now..." Ranma said, knowing that Ryoga had the same newly gained memories as hers.

"Believe me Ranma... I don't wanna' be without you either..." Ryoga said, pecking her lips.

"Now lets get more undressed..." Ranma commented, smirking. Hoping that would bring out some blood from his nose, much like he did when he was younger.

Moments later

Ranma sighed contently as she cuddled up next to the Lost man, feeling so right in all best ways. Once again the sheets of the bed helped conceal their nude forms.

Ryoga with one arm wrapped around Ranma and the other behind his head and he stared at the ceiling with a soft smile on his face. "Thank you Hitomi... thank you for saving me..." he said, closing his eyes and relaxing into the moment.

"Love you Ryoga..." Ranma whispered.

"Love you Ranma..." Ryoga replied.


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