For the Love of Mother....
 Ranma/Oh My Goddess X-over.
 Chapter 1 - Tears in the dark
 
 Disclaimer:  Ranma 1/2 characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi, and Oh My
 Goddess characters belong to Kosuke Fujishima.
 
 Notes:  This take place just after the final volume of the manga.  It
is
 Ranma's
 second summer at the dojo. In the "Oh My Goddess" time line this takes
Place
 the summer after the MARA STRIKES BACK story line.  This means Nodoka
 knows of the curse, and the Goddess's for the most part have to rely on
 MOON ROCK bracelets for power, under normal circumstances.
 
 Special thanks go tho Richard Drysdale for his help editing this fic.
 
        Ranma-chan sat alone in the quiet and darkened bathroom, the
only
 illumination coming from a few candles placed around the room.
 The lights in the house had been out for two days now, the others
having
 gone on vacation. Meanwhile he was still here, taking classes to make
up for
 lost time in school. Around the room the shadows were deepening as the
 candles began to flicker, the dim light from the flame cast an eerie
glow
 around the room.

         Turning she stared in the mirror at her face, at the face that
had been a
curse since that fateful trip to Jusenkyo.  It's ageless beauty,
unchanging
and flawless, taunted her. For the first time Ranma was actually glad
for the body she had once
hated. Alone in the dark for two days, she had pondered all the events
which  had occurred in the last year.  All the kidnappings, the
fiancees, the rivals, monsters, debts and enemies.  Few of these were
Ranma's fault, and yet all that happened always ended up as another
burden on his soul.  The pain that was caused by his father's
inexcusable actions.  The promise to his mother had to long kept them
apart. Yet now Nodoka
had leaving him behind, going with the others on their holiday together.
Now Ranma was completely alone, able to take her time and think. To
think about Jusenkyo, thinking of the pain and her life.
Things had become too painful to bear by herself and yet she was alone.
Her friends had left, her father had disappeared and her mother had gone
with them.

       Now Ranma felt utterly alone.The betrayal at the wedding had been
painful, and now because of the
people that were both family and friends she was alone once more.  Still
looking in the mirror, Ranma removed the tie which bound her hair into a
pigtail. Watching as the long tresses that had been bond for so long,
fell freely about her shoulders like a waterfall. Ranma grabbed for the
bottle of sake that she had brought from the kitchen, downing its
contents without even pausing for breath.  In the last year a slew of
monsters and martial artists had endangered everything which she held
dear. From Herb to Tarou and from the amazons to Saffron.  No matter who
she fought or how often she triumphed, nothing seemed to matter. No
matter what
sacrifices were made, they were never enough.   Akane, Genma and the
others, they just could not be satisfied. If one was chosen it would
hurt and dishonor all the others. Then there was Nodoka, mother, and
symbol of the family honor.  Nodoka had little understanding for Ranma's
problems, and what made matters worse was that she had told him that the
problems were his responsibility to sort out, including any other
fiancees that might show up.  Ranma pulled her thoughts away from these
matters with a jerk. The pain
that they caused her when just thought about them was just too much.

    Staggering to the family room on unsteady legs, Ranma grabbed for
the
phone but somehow ended up sprawled across the floor instead.
crawling to the couch she dialed blindly, trying to recall the right
number
for the pizza shop up the street.  After the first ring someone picked
up the pjone at the other end.
The voice on the other end sounded bored and spoke almost mechanically. 
"Hello, you've reached the goddess technical help line, one of our
representatives will be with you in one minute."  The woman at the other
end
of the line rattled off. Hearing the message Ranma hung-up the phone.
She was thinking of her
mother again and did not wanting to try for the pizza shop again.
Staggering to the couch Ranma landed on it moments before she blacked
out.  As Urd stepped out of the television set, the sight of numerous
opened
and empty bottles scattered around at random point of the room greeted
her. Frowning at the sight she shook her head at the sight.

   "So much pain in one so young.  Poor kid no wonder they sent me." she
muttered.
Looking around she spied the lone unopened bottle in the room. Picking
it up she examined at the label.
"Glen Levit single malt scotch" It proclaimed.  Urd sighed softly as she
glanced from the bottle to the figure on the couch.  "Might as well have
a drink while I wait for the kid to wake up" she rationalized to the
silent room.
         Smiling she took a swig of the strong spirits. As she drank she
watched
the curled up on the couch in front of her who had a look of pain and
whimpered softly in her sleep. Even in her drunken sleep she held a
great
deal of sadness lines of pain etchd in her face.

        Moving over to couch Urd held the girl to her chest, stroking
Ranma's hair
lightly and rocking her back and forth.  Almost crying at the pain she
felt
coming from the girl, Urd tried to soothe Ranma's troubled dreams as she
drank more of the scotch.  As the night wore on the goddess grew tired
herself and had almost dozed
off when the girl awoke from her fitful sleep.  Seeing in the
disoriented and
confusion in the young woman's eyes, Urd smiled reassuringly.
"Don't worry. I'm here to help you." she told the girl gently, "Just
relax.
You need to release your sorrow before it shatters your soul."
 
         Ranma drowsily looked at the half drunken stranger who had just
spoken
to her, then giving in and began to sob releasing years of pent up anger
and
pain. The pain of her life had finally broken through her defenses and
now she
had a way to release it.  Someone who would listen to her, who would
help
ease her pain. The words came slowly and haltingly at first, but then
sped up
until they tumbled from her mouth as she released the pent-up memories
that
had tormented her during her life. The few things good things that had
occurred 
had been ruined by others and Ranma had been forced to suffer in
silence, unable
to release the pain.  No one had been willing to listen to him, not even
Nodoka.
Now this stranger was sitting here and listening. Crying for the pain
Ranma had
felt. This freely given sympathy only brought more tears to her eyes.

         Ranma's family hadn't been willing to listen and yet here was a
stranger
cared enough for him/her to allow release.  Sobbing her heart out,
crying as though 
the pain could be washed away by her tears, Ranma leaned into the
strange woman's shoulder
until the pain had been released.

         Looking for the first time into this stranger's face Ranma
smiled bitterly.
The words which came from her mouth were filled with pain and bitter
from years of abuse
of trust and pain.  "I wish you could be my mother, at least then I'd
have a real family."

         As the bright light flashed through the room Urd began to
sputter a protest, only to realize she was too late. The wish had been
approved.  As the brightness cleared she looked down at Ranma and saw
marks> which almost perfectly matched her own adorning the face and
forehead ofthe girl.  It was only then that she realized what had
happened. She managed to only say one thing before she blacked out as
the enormity of the situation hit her.
         
"I'm a mother!?"



Sorry for not editing this, but I'm not entirely stable at the moment.