(Rin 1/2) Prologue
A Ranma 1/2 and Inu Yasha Crossover

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this story. This is a work 
of fanfiction, which means I get to play god and change the characters 
around as I see fit.  HA HA HA!  

Notes: Okay I'm adding another fic to the slowly growing Ranma/Inu 
Yasha Crossover library. I am still writing "Ranma's New Curse" but I
just wanted to get this idea out of my head and onto paper.  It's an
alternate universe for Ranma 1/2 but happens during the middle of Inu 
Yasha.  Confusing no?  Anyway, I'm going to attempt to write a fic
where Ranma gets together with someone from the IY storyline. RIN!!
Yeah I like Rin stories and what of it! I also believe that this is the
first Ranma/Rin story out there.  Yeah Me!  If not, would someone
give me the link to that story cause I wouldn't mind reading it. ^_^. 
I also put Kagome and Ranma's  original timeline in the year 2001 (when
the Inu Yasha anime started) but the Ranma 1/2 divergence occurs 6
years prior (when Ranma was 10, ie he meets the Tendo's in 2001). 
Please bear with me.  (And if you understood that give yourself a pat
on the back cuz I didn't and I wrote it) 



--------------------------Tokyo, Japan--------------------------
			      1995

	Two figures collided again and again in the middle of an empty
lot, each one trying to dominate the other.  The spectacle of two
martial artists who considered an easy spar to be an all out battle
caused a crowd to form around the lot.  From the glimpses the crowd 
could get from when the two figures seperated, it seemed to be an old,
balding man in a white gi attacking a ten-year old boy with a pony-tail
wearing the same type of gi.

	Genma was impressed with the skills that his boy had showed
during their spar.  He was teaching him well.  Even though it would be
years before the boy would ever best him, he was not bad.  He winced
slightly as the boy hit him with a lucky shot to the chest.  Genma,
proud that his son was able to hit him but angry that he had gotten
hit, lashed out at the ten-year old with a haymaker that connected and
sent the boy to the ground.  Seeing that the boy would not be able to
get up for a while, he relaxed his stance and walked over to the boy,
thus ending the sparring session of their daily training.

	Ranma looked up at his father from his current position.  He was
panting hard from exhaustion and was glad that his father had halted
the session.  For the past six and a half years he had been with his
father on a training trip that would last ten years.  Despite his
current position Ranma was enjoying himself immensely.  The only thing
he missed was his mother but his father had told him that showing
emotions was unmanly and a weakness that his enemies would exploit. 
Since his father knew best he tried his hardest to show no emotions,
though sometimes he would still cry himself to sleep.  Shaking off that
line of thought, he focused on his goal of becoming the best martial
artist in the world.

	"That was a terrible display of Martial Arts boy!  Have I taught
you nothing!" shouted Genma as he employed Saotome Teaching Technique 
#1: Insult them to the point where they want to train just to get good
enough to kick your ass.

	Ranma, used to his father's odd style of teaching, responded in
kind.  "Yeah right old man.  Then why are you clutching your chest?" he
asked with a smirk on his young face as he pushed himself into a
sitting position. 

	Genma, realizing that he had been absently rubbing the sore spot
on his chest, quickly thrust his arm behind his back and puffed out his
chest. "Foolish boy! I was just making you feel good about your loss."
he said with a smirk as he knew that the boy had inherited the Saotome
pride and would now stop at nothing to remove the smirk from his face.

	Ranma frowned at his father's insult as he shakily got to his
feet.  "I'll win one.  Just you wait." the boy stated with a smile as
he got back into a ready stance to continue the spar.

	The boy's courageous spirit and never-say-die attitude was the
thing Genma admired most about his son.  Even though the boy was hardly
eleven, he had the courage of man many times his age.  He held up his
hand as the boy fell into a ready position and spoke. "The sparring
session is over for today.  It's time you learned a new technique."

	Ranma's eyes went wide as his father reached into his gi and
pulled out a book with the title 'Advanced Combat' on the cover. "Cool!
I get to learn a new move! Is it really powerful?" he asked with stars
in his eyes.

	"Boy this techinique will make you the strongest fighter in the
world.  They'll be no one that could best you.  You will become Ranma
Saotome master of The Cat Fist!"

	"The Cat Fist.  I like it.  What do I have to do pop?"

	"The training is relatively simple.  I'll tie you up with these
fish sausages and throw you into that pit over there." He said pointing
to a broken piece of wood behind him.  He lifted the piece of wood and
both he and Ranma looked inside the pit to see dozens upon dozens of
cats that looked to be starving.

	Ranma had a bad feeling about this.  He quickly quashed that
feeling and turned towards his father.  "And this technique will make
me unbeatable?"

	Genma nodded at the boy.

	"I don't know..." said Ranma uneasily.

	Genma scowled at Ranma as he grabbed the boy by the collar.  "No
son of mine is going to wimp out of training like some sissy girl!" He
wrapped the boy up in the sausages and, despite his protests, threw him
into the pit and sealed the top.  He dusted his hands off and walked to
a corner of the lot to drink some sake as the boy trained.  If Genma
had not been sucking back on the bottles he would have noticed the
inhuman screams coming from the pit.

-----------------------Somewhere Near MMt. Fuji------------------------
				1995
	
	While Ranma was getting trained in the deadly art of The Cat
Fist, another martial artist of the same size was fighting his own
losing battle.  In the side of a mountian, near a cave entrance,
strange sounds could be heard coming from inside.  The entrance to the 
cave was blocked by a large boulder with a rope around it.  Inside the
cave the grandmaster of anything goes martial arts was awake and very
angry.

	Happousai cursed once more as he tried desperately to escape from
the trap his students had set for him.  "DAMN YOU SOUN AND GENMA!!" he
shouted as he continued lobbing Happo-daikirins at the wall in order to
create a way of escape.  What the little pervert didn't realize was
that the more he threw, the more rocks came down on him.  

	He had been trapped in the cave for six and a half years and
hated every second of it.  Even though he had slept through the first
year he was trapped (in order to remove all the sake and sleeping
potions that were unwillingly ingested into his system).  After 
causing yet another rock slide he finally decided to scrap the
explosive approach.

	He sat down and started to think of another way to get out.  'I
can't believe those two idiots had the balls and the brains to pull
this off.  I also can't believe that I'm kinda proud of them.' he
thought with a smirk.  "It's gonna make torturing them all the more
enjoyable when I get out of here." he sighed as he shook the thought of
roasting his students alive out of his head. 'I gotta think of a way to
get out of here.  But I'm so weak.  I need some encouragement!' he
thought with a smile as he searched his gi for something.  After five
minutes of searching he began to get frantic. "Where are they? I 
swore they used to be here.  He stripped off his clothes and went
through everything in his possesion but all he could find was a mirror.

	"I LOST MY PANTIES!! WWWWAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

	He cried for almost five minutes (for him that's pretty long) and
looked at the mirror in his hand.  "This mirror it did something.  What
was it?" he sat ontop of a rock as he pondered what the mirror was used
for.  An evil smile came to his face as he remembered just what it did. 
He let one of his tears drop onto the mirror and said.  "TAKE ME TO
GENMA SAOTOME!" he dissapeared in a bright flash of light as the rest
of the cave came down around him.
	 
--------------------------Tokyo, Japan-------------------------------
			      1995

	Genma was forced to wake up from his alchohol induced slumber as
he saw a bright white light appear in front of him.  His grogginess was
gone in a second as he realized just who was in front of him.  'It
can't be, we killed him.'

	"Hello Genma, long time no see."
	
	"Master! How disappointing, I mean how lovely to see you again
so...alive." Genma blabbed as he prostrated himself in front of the
diminuitive martial artist.

	"HA! Did you think that the trap you set was enough to stop me?"
said Happousai with a sneer.  "Now prepare to taste my wrath!"
Happousai's aura grew to an immense size as he prepared to discipline
his student.

	Genma continued to beg forgiveness, trying to weasel his way out
of a sound beating.

	Happousai began to attack Genma with small bursts of ki as well
as darting in for a quick punch or kick.  Genma, still feeling the
effects of the alchohol that had not yet left his system, could only
dodge drunkenly.  He cursed himself for being unprepared for the 
return of the perverted master.  If he hadn't been drunk he would have
unsealed his secret techniques on the old man.  He continued to dodge
blindly until Happousai finally connected with a punch to his temple,
which was quickly followed with more punches and kicks until Genma was
knocked down to the floor, bleeding from mulltiple places on his body.  

	"Heh, amateur.  Now for Soun." he said to himself as he fished
around for the mirror once more.  

	Unknown to Happousai, Ranma had been training in the Cat Fist for
almost three hours and had been under it's effects for the last half
hour.  After licking it's wounds from it's body, Neko-Ranma had felt a
huge aura appear from above him.  He leapt up to the top of the 
20 foot pit and easily shredded through the wooden covering to find
himself face to face with the aura that was Happousai.  Neko-Ranma
hissed at the giant aura and prepared himself for battle.

	Happousai was shocked as he was suddenly attacked from behind. 
He felt something claw through his aura and when he looked at it he saw
that it had been sliced into four pieces.  His eyes focused on the
figure that dared to attack him and he was startled at what
he saw.  A boy, no older than ten years old was crouched down on all
four limbs and was hissing at him.  What surprised Happousai more was
the size of the childs aura, it nearly rivaled his own.

	Genma looked up from the ground through his soon-to-be black eyes
and swollen face and saw an amazing thing.  His son was facing off
against Happousai!  Genma noted that the boy was acting like a cat and
Genma, despite his wounds, was happy.  'My boy has matered the Cat Fist. 
He will be the best Martial Artist of his generation.  My wife I have not 
failed you.'  He muttered his son's name one last time and fell to the 
ground, slowly dying from blood loss.

	Happousai lifted his eyebrow in fascination as he heard Genma
mutter 'Ranma' before passing out.  "Amazing, how could a fool like
Genma train someone to be this strong so quickly."  He remembered
overhearing Genma telling Soun that he had a son while they were 
training under him.  'So this is also his boy.' with a smirk he
addressed the cat-boy.  "Want to avenge your father do you boy?  Let's
see how well you do."  He summoned his battle aura once more as he
prepared to square off against the child.

	Neko-Ranma looked at the small shriveled figure in confusion.  At
first he thought that it was a small rodent of some sort for him to
play with.  That thought went out the window as he felt the aura of
figure grow stronger and bigger than before.  With an arch of his back
and a growl, he leapt toward the figure, ready to defend his territory.

	The perverted master of anything-goes-martial arts could not
figure out how to read his opponent.  The boy seemed to have a speed
that rivalled his own and he could not make out his patterns.  No
matter how much condensed chi he fired at the boy, he would cut through
it as if it was paper.  He had started to throw Happo-daikirins at the
boy but the boy would either dodge them before they exploded or cut the
bomb in two.  Happousai had numerous scratches on his arms and chest
and was not in very good shape.  From what he could see his opponent
had scratches covering his entire body, but none of them were caused by
him.

	Happousai was running low on chi and decided to finish this fight
once and for all.  'No snot-nosed little punk's gonnna make a fool of
me!'  He reached into his gi and readied a Happo-daikirin.  He stood on
the floor and watched as the boy circled him.  He waited until the boy
charged straight at him to take out the bomb.  "Now go back to where
the other demon's like yourself will tear you apart!"  He through the
bomb at the boys oncoming form as the boy swiped at the old man with
his claws.  Happousai thought he had won until he saw just what he 
had thrown.  The Nanban mirror flew towards Ranma with mixtures of both
Ranma and Happousai's blood on it.  "NNNNOOOOO!!!" was the last thing
he shouted as a bright light flared in front of him.  When the light
vanished Ranma was nowhere to be found and Happousai was in four 
pieces on the ground of the abandoned lot. 

------------------------------Sengoku JJidai----------------------------
				Forest
	
	Sesshomaru leaned against a tree, contemplating the problem of
his brother.  No matter how hard he tried, he could never take the
Tetsusaiga from his brother's hands.  How could Inu-Yasha, a mere
hanyou, deserve their father's blade more than Sesshomaru, the full
blooded heir.  It made him seethe in anger to know that his brother was
parading around with his father's killing fang while he was stuck with
a sword that couldn't even kill anything.  His youki flared in anger as
he slowly boiled.  Knowing that just sitting here wasn't going to help
him any, he calmed down and called out to his servant Jaken.

	"Come to me Jaken!" he snapped as he looked around for the
snivelling toad demon that was his retainer.  "Where is he?" he looked
around their campsite some more and found that the third member of
their party was also missing.  "Jaken!" He shouted as followed the
demon's smell away from the camp and deeper into the forest. 

------------------------------Sengoku JJidai----------------------------
		       In Another Part Of The Forest

	"Are we almost there Jaken-sama?" asked Rin as she followed the
small demon through the forest.  

	"Almost." called the small demon as he led her deeper into the
forest.  He had told her that they was a beautiful meadow full of
flowers that she could give to Sesshomaru-sama.  What he hadn't told
her was that this forest was filled with demons who would not like a
human tesspassing onto their lands.  He planned on leading her in far
enough so that he could lose her and leave her to the demons.  He would
go back to Sesshomaru-sama and they would continue their quest for the
Tetsusaiga without the annoying human girl.

	Unaware of the plot against her, Rin continued to whistle happily
while following Jaken.  The two of them walking together was an odd
sight. She was a cute looking girl of about 8 years old and yet she
traveled around happily with the small toad demon.  She was looking for
flowers for Sesshomaru-sama in order to cheer him up.  Even though he
would never tell him what exactly was bothering him, she was sure she
could cheer him up.

	Jaken and Rin's walk was halted as a bright light appeared in
front of them.  Both covered their eyes when it appeared and opened
them when it dissappeared.  

	"That was strange." commented Jaken as he looked around to see
what damge the light had done.  He looked around but could not find
anything on the ground except for a broken mirror and some blood.
'hmmm... What could that light have been? I must tell Sesshomaru
-sama.'  His thoughts were interuppted  by a cry that came from Rin's
direction.  He turned around to see what had startled her and was
confused by what he saw.

	Rin had been slightly blinded by the bright light that had
suddenly appeared before them and was still seeing spots as she tried
to find Jaken among the dots.  When the circles had finally cleared her
field of vision, she saw a black blur jump out of the trees and right
onto her. She screamed in surprise and waited for whatever it was to
attack her as she thought to herself,  'Sesshomaru-sama. help me!'

	Sesshomaru had heard Rin's scream and rushed to the area where
Jaken and Rin were.  He saw the black blur jumped onto Rin but was then
confused by what he saw next.

	Rin cracked open one eye as she wondered why she was not in pain. 
She looked down and to her surprise she saw a black furred cat-demon
that seemed to be a little older than herself, purring in her lap.  The
demon had black fur cover it's body and had a long black tail.  It's
hair was done up in a pony-tail which reached to his lower back.  It
was wearing a torn white pants and no shirt and she could see that it
had scratches over it's entire body.  She hesitantly petted the demon
and it purred even more.  She smiled and began to stroke it in earnest,
finding it's fur to be nice and soft.  She looked up to see Sesshomaru
looking at her strangely.  She continued to pet the demon as she asked
him, "Can we keep him?"

End Prologue "Rin 1/2"   

Well that's the first chapter.  Tell me if you like it or not, I'd
really like to know.  Anything you have to say be it good, bad or
indifferent is welcomed.