Ryoga was right, for once. [chap 1]

Ranma stretched, yawning. He looked around for his father, wondering why the old man hadnďż˝t woken him up for their usual morning spar.

"Oh! Youďż˝re awake!" a cheery voice interjected form the vicinity of the doorway, startling Ranma severely.

"Ack!" Ranma scrambled backwards, into a solid wall as he locked eyes on the intruder.

"Oh, Iďż˝m sorry, did I startle you?" the man asked. He was fairly tall. Very tall for a Japanese person, but he obviously wasnďż˝t Japanese. He had wild black hair, spiking out like heďż˝d stuck his tongue in an electrical socket. He was wearing a horrible brown suit, and a furry brown tail waved around behind him.

Ranma blinked. A tail? ...Well, it wouldnďż˝t be the weirdest thing heďż˝d seen in his life.

"Oh, Iďż˝m sorry, I didnďż˝t get to introduce myself last night, you were pretty out of it! Iďż˝m Son Goku!"

Ranma stared. "Wait... Your name is Goku?" ...The man must be lying. Goku was a character from an anime with aliens that had... Furry... Brown... Tails... "Oh." Ranma commented, ending that train of thought with a mental shrug. Someone must have magicked him here or something. He was tired of people doing weird things to him while he was unconscious.

"Whatďż˝s your name?" Goku asked cheerfully.

"Uh... Ranma. Saotome Ranma." Ranma answered. He tried to think who might have done something like this to him, but couldnďż˝t come up with any sort of sensible answer. Just a whole lot of blank patches in his memory since heďż˝d tripped over that little girl. ...And by ďż˝a whole lot of blank patchesďż˝ I mean one big one.

"Nice to meet you! Oh, your friend is still out. You want to see him?" Goku asked.

"Uh... My friend?" Ranma blinked. He thought for a second, and concluded that Goku must mean Ryoga. Goku said ďż˝himďż˝, so it couldnďż˝t have been the little girl. Well, knowing Goku... It might have been, but it was much less likely.

"Ah... No." Ranma shook his head "Iďż˝m kind of hungry, can I have some food?"

"Sure!" Goku smiled, and turned and walked out of the room, his tail flicking happily as he turned down the hall and left Ranmaďż˝s sight.

"Heďż˝s awake?" the blond, spiky-haired youth that was leaning against a wall in the living room opened an eye and gazed at Goku in a way that made it obvious that he already knew the answer to his question.

This did not stop Goku from answering, of course. "Yeah, Cloud. I was just getting him something to eat."

"Well, Vegeta cleared out a good portion of the fridge just a little bit ago, so thereďż˝s not much, if he eats anything like you. Sephiroth went shopping."

"Thatďż˝s alright, Iďż˝m sure I can just go fishing if there isnďż˝t enough!" Goku grinned and went into the kitchen to get some food for their new guest.

Ranma was mildly surprised when he took a more analyzing look around the room he had woken up in. The door he had thought was a closet door, was actually a bathroom. This wasnďż˝t quite like in the anime... He was fairly sure Goku didnďż˝t have bathrooms for every room in his house, and they wouldnďż˝t have given him the master bedroom or anything like that.

He walked in and looked at himself in the mirror over the sink. He wasnďż˝t injured enough to warrant being unconscious so long, or the memory loss. Just a couple small bruises. That only confirmed the magic theory.

Hmn... His curse was magic... Maybe he got lucky, and whatever had sent him here had gotten rid of it. He turned on the sink and splashed himself with cold water.

Cloud looked up curiously at the feminine swearing coming from down the hall. He was pretty sure there werenďż˝t any girls in the house at the moment, even with Radditzďż˝ habit of bringing in ďż˝ladies of the eveningďż˝ fairly often. He took his sword from its place on the wall and strapped it to his back, just in case the lady turned out to be someone dangerous.

A small black pig wandered past the living room couch, and followed a twisted line to the kitchen.

Meanwhile, in the forest not far away.

"Man... Iďż˝ve never been this lost before..." the boy mumbled as he walked around the forest "I feel like Ryoga-kun... I should be yelling ďż˝where the hell am I now?!ďż˝, most likely. Gods... What the?!"

The boy whirled around at a tiny sound, like claws on wood, but it was only a squirrel running up a tree. The boy sighed and looked around again.

"This place creeps me ouuuuut..."