Notice: Sailor Moon is the property of Naoko Takeuchi and Ranma ½ belongs to Takahashi Rumiko. I’ve accepted it. I think you guys should too.

I may occasionally, accidentally, mix up events. For example, I forget when in the Ranma timeline Shampoo shows up for the second time compared to when Ryoga shows up the second time. So, if you see little mistakes like that, I beg you, please overlook it! Perfection, afterall, is boring.

I didn’t get NEARLY as many reviews for chapter three as I did two and especially one. If I don’t get many reviews for four, I’ll take that as a hint and this story will take lower priority in my Things To Do list. I still need to get chapter three of Kawiibaka’s old fic, Son Usagi finished, and while A14: The Fight for Ki doesn’t get many reviews either, I’ve worked so long on the A14 story that I need to finish it. It’s like a goal in my life. But if enough people still want to read this fic, I’ll work hard on it. As a side note in these already long author’s notes, e-mail is a wonderful thing. Reviews are good, but mail is better, and it will defiantly encourage me (and any other writer as far as I know) to get the next chapter out quickly. Just a little hint there. *grin*

Ramna rolled his eyes as he walked down the street. Akane was, for some annoying reason, bringing up the purple-hared Amazon again. It’s not like it was his fault she decided to learn the truth about him in the furo, or that she had changed from a cat to a naked woman as soon as she hit the hot water. Now he had yet another unwanted fiancée, yet his first one, the uncute tomboy, was mad for something completely not his fault!

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"Cologne? What are you doing?" Usagi asked as she walked into the home she and the elder shared. The old woman was putting her things into a suitcase, and there were already several more suitcases and boxes packed near the door.

"We are moving so we can be with Shampoo and my son-in-law," Cologne said, smiling as she looked up at the blond. "Besides, I can tell you are bored here without your sister." Cologne had taken to calling Shampoo and Usagi sisters after Shampoo first left, believing Usagi was too upset over the loss for them to have just been friends. She frowned though when she noticed her adopted granddaughter pale.

"But, aren’t they in Japan?" Cologne nodded. Usagi did not say anything for several moments, then shook her head fiercely. "I cannot go."

"Nonsense. You can certainly go. Besides, I will need your help in the ramen shop I will be opening.

"But you don’t understand! There are reasons I can’t go back!" Usagi protested. Cologne watched her silently before responding.

"In the two years I have known you, Usagi, you have never been the one to back down in a confrontation. Perhaps in your old life, you were not so stubborn, but that is no longer you. Whatever it was that made you run from your old life, it is time for you to face it. Besides," the old woman continued, smiling now. "I thought you would be interested in teaching those monsters that keep showing up in Japan a lesson."

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The first word of the increased monster attacks in Japan had come with the arrival of another Japanese citizen. Usagi had stayed away from him, not wanting to get involved with the discussions about the creatures she still called yoma, instead of the Chinese equivalent. But she was unable to completely avoid the news of the attacks, and as the young man left, the information eventually found its way to Usa. How the monsters would attack all over Japan now, but whenever the sailor senshi arrived, they would vanish. She also heard how now the safest place to life was in the Juuban district of Tokyo, where in the past it had been the most dangerous. Those two pieces of information were enough to reassure Usagi, though simply the increased attacks made her want to go back. The enemy, whoever they were, continued to keep the promise made. She felt guilty though. Her friends and family were safe from danger while the rest of Japan was increasingly attacked and threatened. Perhaps that was the reason she finally agreed to go with Cologne, helping the short old woman pack their belongings into boxes.

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"Ranma!!" The shout came as enough warning for the cursed martial artist to jump from the fence, just in time to watch Ryoga fly through where he had been moments before. He peeked over the fence and started cracking up. On the ground on the other side sat a small, black piglet with a yellow and black bandanna tied around it’s neck sitting in a small puddle left over from the rainstorm the night before.

The piglet, seeing Ranma’s face, immediately jumped up for the top of the fence and tried to scratch the laughing face. Ranma only caught the piglet by bandanna and continued to laugh. It was like this that he was caught unaware by the mallet that came crashing down on his head.

"Ranma!" He turned around, his head pounding from the hit he had taken, the large mallet now nowhere in sight.

"Jez, Akane! Are you trying to kill me?!" he shouted at his tomboy fiancée. Akane growled.

"Stop teasing P-chan," she said, her voice quiet with anger as she grabbed the piglet from Ranma’s hand and instantly began coddling him. "Poor P-chan. Was Ranma being mean again? Don’t worry, he’s sorry," she said softly, holding the piglet to her chest. P-chan's cheeks, now red through the black fur, nuzzled in closer to Akane.

"You know, I wonder where RYOGA is," Ranma said, looking at P-chan and grinning. "RYOGA said he would try and stay around a bit longer before wondering off again. Maybe I should just tell Akane about RYOGA’S curse now." He continued to grin as P-chan turned his head away from Akane and glared at Ranma, his small piglet eyebrows drawn together in anger.

"What curse, Ranma?" Akane asked, confused.

‘Hmm. To tell or not to tell,’ Ranma thought, delighted at the mix of horror and anger on the piglet’s face.

"Do you mean how he always gets lost? I already knew that. Though I think it’s something he inherited from his parents." Akane started walking down the sidewalk again, headed towards school. P-chan climbed onto her shoulder and continued to glare at Ranma as the youngest Saotome started cracking up.

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"P-chan, you’ll have to go home. I don’t think my teacher would like me bringing a piglet into class," Akane said, setting the black piglet on the ground outside the school walls. "You go back now, and I’ll see you when I get home later today." She smiled at the piglet, unaware of the look of despair on her pet’s face as she walked through the doors.

"Yah, P-chan. Go on home now. See ya there!" Ranma said cheerfully as he finally caught up with Akane and made it through the doors as the tardy bells rang.

P-chan sat at the doors sadly. He knew that the moment he started walking, he’d be lost and he wouldn’t find his way back to the Tendo dojo for weeks, if not months.

"Who’re you?" a soft voice asked. P-chan looked up to see who was speaking. His eyes met crystal clear blue. It took him a few moments to see the rest of the person speaking. When he did, he let out a small piglet gasp. The girl laughed, white-blond hair falling over her shoulders as she sat down on the ground with the grace of a martial artist.

"I don’t think its common for piglets to sit around outside of schools like this. If I were you, I’d get away from here as quickly as possible. In fact, I think I will in a moment or two." She looked up at the school with a small amount of dread. "I should have stayed in China. At least there, I wouldn’t have to go to school." She looked back down at the piglet. "Are you waiting for someone, or would you like to join me skipping? It’s supposed to be my first day, so no one will miss me." P-chan nodded slightly, still in a daze as he allowed himself to be picked up by the blond beauty as she stood up and turned her back on the school building.

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"Usagi! What you doing? Great-grandmother send you to school." The fragmented Japanese came from Shampoo as she found her almost-sister walking down the street with a piglet on her shoulder. No one noticed as the piglet let out a tiny gasp of recognition as he saw one of his archenemy’s many fiancées.

"I don’t see why I had to go and not you. Besides, I learned more from Cologne then I ever did from a teacher. I might as well go back and help you two put the finishing touches on the shop. Besides! Look what I found!" P-chan blushed as his angel-for-the-day turned her attention back to him, scratching behind his ears. "He’s so cute, isn’t he?"

"Hawaii!" Shampoo said, petting the piglet and smiling.

"Kawaii, not Hawaii," Usagi corrected, chuckling. "I think Hawaii is a state in the USA."

The two teenage girls continued to gush over the happy and blushing piglet, unaware that they were being watched.

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"It seems the princess has returned," the same man from Usagi’s room two years ago reported, pushing black hair from his eyes as he looked into the small screen.

"She has broken her part of the deal. Then so shall we. Where is she now?"

"In Nerima."

"Send several yoma to attack outside her home tonight. There will be no way she can miss it. When the sailor senshi arrive, eliminate them." The person on the other end of the transmission grinned. "The princess will run, afraid we will do the same to her family, and we will no longer have to end missions as soon as the senshi arrive."

"Excellent." The small handheld computer was switched off, its owner grinning as he watched the blond holding the piglet.

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~Jade Nova

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