Subject: [FFML] [Megacrossover]Life and Times Special 3: Mommy's Boy
From: "Donny" <chengdo@shaw.wave.ca>
Date: 5/10/1998, 1:58 AM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

No real story here.  Just a short Mother's Day special.  Enjoy!

My other stories are at http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Ginza/4537

Disclaimer:  All characters portrayed in this story are the property of
their respective creators and companies.

This story draws ideas from the manga and anime of all series involved.

This is special number 3 of my crossover series, Life and Times.  This
takes place after part 7 of that series.

C & C welcome.  Flames not.

A Ranma/Sailor Moon/Ah! My Goddess/Tenchi Muyo/Nuku Nuku/Yu Yu
Hakusho/Dark Stalkers/Wheel of Time crossover.

Mommy's Boy

By

Donny Cheng

	Nodoka smiled as her husband tried unsuccessfully to hide a bouquet of
flowers behind his back.  She could tell that the flowers were very poor
specimens from the wilting petals on the floor by his feet.  Kasumi, the
dear child, probably put him up to it since she could not see her
husband as the sort that would remember these sort of things.  However,
she was happy all the same.

	Genma breathed a sigh of relief as he say his wife's face lit up. 
Kasumi had threatened his breakfast if she was not happy.  He didn't
know what had been scarier.  Missing a meal or Kasumi's threatening him.

	Nodoka couldn't wait to spend the day with her son after a wait of ten
years.  She wondered which of her prospective daughters-in-law would
join her today.  God knew how many hints she gave her son that she would
like to spend some time with them.  For a man among men, her son was
awfully dense.  Some of the girls, she heard, had no mothers to
celebrate today with.  The poor dears.

			* * * * *

	Ranma was worried as he looked at the clock.  Wasn't anyone going to
take up his invitations?  If none of the girls came he won't have a
present for his mother.

**flashback**

	"Mother's Day present?" Ranma asked.

	"Yes, Mother's Day present.  It's only a couple of weeks away.  I'm
sure I could loan you enough money for a present."  Nabiki was surprised
Ranma didn't even think of it himself.  Since meeting up with his
mother, Ranma has been the perfect son for her.

	The truth was Ranma didn't have a single idea of what his mom liked. 
He was ashamed to admit that he knew nothing of her likes or dislikes. 
His father wasn't all that much help.  "I don't know what to get her
yet, Nabiki.  I'll think of something and get back to you."

	Nabiki shrugged.  There were other people that needed her 'special'
assistance.

	Ranma sat and meditated at the dojo for quite a long time before he
could even come up with anything.  He remembered all the times that he
had seen her happy and felt that other than their reunion, she had been
happiest during Valentine's Day when all his friends visited.  She
seemed to love all his friends like they were her own daughters for some
reason.  She smiled and laughed the entire day.

	Ranma smiled as he knew what he could give his mother.  He quickly
prepared some invitations to some of the girls he knew that didn't have
any mothers to share the day with.  They'll be happy to spend some time
with him and his mother.  At least he hoped so.

**end flashback**

			* * * * *

	Akane felt a certain amount of pride as the water she boiled for Kasumi
continue the bubble.  And Ranma said she could cook.  Hah!

	"You guys still aren't done?  You two were the ones that said you will
have everything prepared for Auntie's special day."  Nabiki noticed that
nearly every inch of the kitchen was used in making food.  "Um... Don't
you think it's a bit much for just a few people?"

	"Oh, I think a few people will drop in today.  You never know," Kasumi
replied knowingly.

	Nabiki sighed.  "I guess, I better help you two out then.  Or I'll
starve to death before you're done."

	Akane stared.  Nabiki cooking?

	Kasumi shook her head at Akane.  Nabiki would never admit to getting in
the spirit of the holidays.  Of the three of them, none missed their
mother more than Nabiki did.

			* * * * *

	Ukyo fidgeted as she again took her clothes off.  It still didn't make
her look 'cute' enough.  She wanted to give Auntie Nodoka the best
impression possible.  Looking at the mirror, she finally figured out the
problem.  Her chest was still bound and her ever present kick ass
spatula was at her back.  The straps would have to go.  Maybe nobody
would notice the spatula if she decorated it a bit.

			* * * * *

	Cologne watched as her great-granddaughter went off to the spend the
day with her husband and his mother.  It was good that Ranma's mother
seemed to be of more help than hindrance to their cause and Shampoo
should take this golden opportunity to be closer to Nodoka.  With Mousse
back at the village to be with his mother, there wasn't much use opening
shop today.  Might as well spend the day watching T.V.

	Feeling a little hungry she went over to the kitchen to make some ramen
for lunch.  When she reached there, she could only shake her head at her
great-granddaughters foolishness.  On the table was an already made beef
bowl.  Her favorite.  She would have to have a stern talk with Shampoo
about picking up the habits of foreigners.  Cologne then got up on a
chair and ate the steaming bowl of ramen.

			* * * * *

	Kodachi fought the urge to reach for the phone and call for the
limousine.  She absently patted down her dress, hoping that the leotard
beneath it wasn't too noticeable.  For ten years she spent this day
alone.  There was no way she was going to ruin it by getting into a
fight with those... those harlots.  Kodachi smiled.  Her reaction to
thinking about Ranma-sama's other suitor was a little better this time,
she felt.

			* * * * *

	Rei and Makoto glanced at each other for encouragement.  The both of
them stood on the doorsteps to the Tsukino household, not ready to enter
yet.  They did't know how quite to tell Usagi that they wouldn't be
spending Mother's Day with her and her family this year.  Rei knew that
Usagi meant well, but it just wasn't the same.  Mrs. Tsukino was a
wonderful woman and took very good care of them whenever they visited,
but that only made them both remember what their own moms were like. 
"So exactly why aren't you joining Usagi's family today, Makoto?"

	"Oh, you know plans.  A friend of mine invited me today."  Makoto had
been dreading to answer that question all day.

	Rei suddenly had a suspicious feeling.  "I wouldn't happen to know this
'friend' of yours, would I?"

	Makoto sweated nervously.  "You might."

	"I knew it.  Ranma sent an invitation to you too, didn't he?" Rei
demanded accusingly."

	"Too?  He sent one to you?  Why that two-timer," Makoto growled.

	Rei sighed.  It was going to be even harder to explain this to Usagi. 
Ditching her family to join a boy's family.

	Usagi decided then that it was time to stop listening in on her two
friends conversation.  She opened to door to see two girls ready to bolt
and smiling weakly at her.  "Go, you two.  A mother-in-law is closer to
being a real mom than a friend's mom, right?  Besides, if you two got
invitations, I'm sure he sent some out to others, like Hotaru and
Setsuna."  Their answering blushes were all the confirmation Usagi
needed.

	Makoto smiled gratefully and quickly ran off, with a frantic Rei trying
to keep up.  Rei paused for just a moment to mouth the words 'thank
you'.

	Despite being deserted by her two wayward friends, Usagi was decidedly
happy.  Her thoughts kept turning to her dresser in her bedroom.  On top
of it was a card from a 'anonymous person' to her.  On the card were
words of well wishes to a mother of one.  For a little spore, her words
were very neat.

			* * * * *

	Emperor Azusa glared at he two glowing wives and the cards each of them
were reading.  "The children are acting too much like humans.  I say we
bring them back before any more nonsense get into their heads."

"Father's Day in next month on earth," Misaki pointed out.

	Azusa rubbed his chin thoughtfully.  "Perhaps I was too hasty.  A
little more information of Earth could give me some ideas on how to deal
with this Tenchi and Washuu matter."

	"You are most wise, my husband," Funaho replied with a totally straight
face.

			* * * * *

	Washu's eyebrow twitched as she looked over all the presents in front
of the closet/dimensional door.  Didn't she tell them that she wanted to
be called Washu-chan?  She didn't even resemble a mother in the
slightest.  She'll set them straight.  Tomorrow.  After all, she was
busy with her projects.

			* * * * *

	Tenchi sighed as he tried to calm the girls down.  "Please don't
fight!  Auntie Nodoka won't like it."  His aunt, he remembered was a
very traditional woman.  She often visited him since his mother died. 
It was funny how she always missed seeing Ranma by a few weeks every
time she visited.  She was nice to him, very much like how Ranma was. 
He was happy that his cousin finally reunited with Auntie.

	It was too bad that Washu was too busy.  "Did you all remember to leave
something for Washu?

	Ryoko knew that that question was directed at her for the most part. 
"Yeah, yeah.  Let's get going already."  As if to spite her tone of
word, a little twelve year old girl's face popped into her head.

	Ryo-ohki meowed approvingly as Ryoko and Ayeka toned down at Tenchi's
words.  Able to concentrate now, she picked up speed to meet the woman
that sired Ranma.

			* * * * *

	"Who's there?"  A blue haired woman asked as she opened the door. 
Looking down at the door step she noticed a bouquet of flowers.  It was
from that nice school girl that helped her start her car yesterday. 
What a thoughtful girl.

	Botan smiled as her reincarnated mother's face lit up.  Getting scolded
by Koenma would be worth it.  She turned and quickly headed towards the
Tendo Dojo.

			* * * * *

	Akiko honesty didn't know what she was supposed to do with the rat, the
newspaper covered fish, and the card from Ryunosuke that were brought in
from the door step of her mansion.  She sighed.  The girl meant only the
best of intentions, Akiko was sure.  "Arisa, you can keep the rat.  Have
the fish brought to the cook.  Looks like I'm eating fish tonight.  Oh,
and prepare the table for four."

			* * * * *

	Morrigan cursed.  That brat left her body again.  She could feel a part
of her soul missing.  Lilith probably went and took up Ranma's offer and
went to spend the day with him and his mother.  That girl was giving
evil incarnate a bad name.  Morrigan suppose that she would have to go
and get her wayward soul and play with Ranma again in the meantime.  A
Darkstalker as old as she did not need a mother to spend the day with. 
She absently grabbed some flowers in a vase by her throne before she
left of the surface world.

			* * * * *

	Moiraine again tried to reason with the platinum haired goddess in
front of her.  "Are you sure the Creator authorized this?  I've only
started goddess training for a couple of months and I don't think I'm
due for a day off yet."

	"Trust me.  I am a full fledged goddess remember?"  Urd winced inwardly
as she said this.  Probation be damned.  No way was she letting Skuld
gain Nodoka's favor while she wasn't there.

	Moiraine knew she was fighting a lost cause where Ranma was concerned. 
A grin so large that threatened to tear her face apart grew slowly grew
on her lips unconsciously.  His bond to her as her warder gave them both
empathic insights into each other's feelings.  That boy was in his girl
form no doubt, which intensified the empathy.  Burn that boy for being a
water magnet.

  With their close proximity to the Tendo Dojo, Ranma's feelings were
severely messing with Moiraine's own.  He must be very happy to be with
his mother.  She dreaded meeting Nodoka again.  Good birthing hips the
woman said!

			* * * * *

	"HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!"

	The sound was thunderous in Nodoka's ears.  "Thank you, for coming. 
Ranma, be a dear boy and help me thank each of them for their gifts."

	Ranma sighed as he looked across the room.  Half the girls were
applying lipstick to their lips and the other half were polishing their
various weapons.  Getting killed was a small price to pay for his
mother's happiness.  A very small price.

			* * * * *

The End. (maybe)