Switching Heirs:
An Altered Destiny

By: Dreiser

-Thirteen-

	Trailing behind Ukyo, who was walking on a high wall several 
feet ahead of him, Ranma brooded on his current situation. He had 
long since given up on finding Shampoo. For over an hour Ranma 
searched Nerima high and low for the Amazon and was unable to find 
a trace of her. 
	Sighing Ranma stared at the slender backside of his iinazuke. 
If he couldn't find Shampoo they might never get Ukyo's memory 
back. He would have lost the greatest thing in his life only months after 
gaining it. Ranma refused to think like that though. He would find 
Shampoo and he would get the herbal solution that erased Ukyo's 
memory. He would do anything to get the solution. Anything.
	Sighing as he heard Ukyo being interrogated by the others in 
the dojo Ranma reluctantly followed her inside. Slipping off his shoes 
Ranma gazed at the figures of Soun, Nodoka, and Kasumi as they 
questioned Ukyo. From the far corner Ranma saw Nabiki leaning 
against the wall wearing a thoughtful expression.
	"Is it true Ukyo?" Kasumi inquired softly. "Have you really 
forgotten all about Ranma? Your own iinazuke?"
	"Ranma?" Repeated Ukyo puzzled. "Who's that?"
	Observing Ukyo carefully Nodoka pointed to her son standing 
behind them. "That's Ranma. My son and the heir to the Saotome 
school of martial arts." 
	Tipping her head back Ukyo stared at Ranma. Her eyes 
glinted with slight recognition. "You?!" Ukyo cried in aggravation. "If 
you don't stop following me around I'm going to kick your ass!" In a 
smooth movement Ukyo unsheathed her battle spatula and thrust it in 
Ranma's face. "If I were you I'd get out of our dojo and stop bugging 
me you stupid jackass!" 
	Backing up Ranma waved his hands nervously while 
stammering, "But Ucchan, I live here! I have since I was a little kid. 
That's my Mom..."
	Slowly shifting her gaze to Nodoka the okonomiyaki chef 
watched as the older woman nodded her agreement. Focusing back 
on Ranma, Ukyo snorted, "That doesn't prove anything! You better 
keep away from me buddy, if you know what's good for you. I didn't 
travel all over China for my health! I've got skills y'know..."
	"We know," drawled Nabiki dryly. Pushing off the wall she 
was leaning on she walked towards Ukyo. Placing a hand on Ukyo's 
shoulder Nabiki murmured, "Calm down Ucchan. He doesn't mean 
any harm. Lay off, okay?"
	Boring sandalwood eyes deeply into hazel ones Ukyo 
considered her a moment then lowered her battle spatula. Shrugging 
Ukyo stated, "For you Nabchan I'll leave him alone. After all," Ukyo 
wore a lopsided grin. "If I can't trust you, who can I trust?"
	At this statement Soun burst into tears while saying something 
about their heir not trusting her own iinazuke and where did they go 
wrong? Meanwhile Nodoka was studying her son closely. Ranma 
looked thoroughly miserable as he hovered in the front entrance to the 
dojo. 
	"Oh my," sighed Kasumi as she gazed at Ukyo and Ranma 
with sad eyes. "Ukyo really has forgotten Ranma. And they seemed 
such a happy couple." 
	"Ranma," Nodoka began delicately. Walking to her son she 
peered gently into blue eyes. "What happened to Ukyo that would 
make her forget you?"
	Sighing deeply Ranma murmured, "Shampoo attacked Ucchan 
and used some weird herbal solution on her that erased all her 
memories of me. Now my own iinazuke has no idea who I am." The 
last statement was said with a sense of such overwhelming 
helplessness that everyone in the dojo felt terrible for him. Even Ukyo, 
who still had no idea who the stranger in their midst was. 
	"Well!" Exclaimed Soun trying to lighten the dark mood. 
Grabbing both Ukyo and Ranma he shoved them in front of the other. 
"That's not so bad! They can get to know each other all over again!" 
Beaming now Soun turned his attention to Ukyo. "Just as long as our 
heir hasn't forgotten about her duties!" 
	Ukyo stared at Soun as if he was a laboratory experiment. 
"Heir? Duties?" Sandalwood eyes ran up and down Soun's frame 
trying to place him. "What're you talking about? I'm nobody's heir." 
	At this response Soun burst into a fit of tears and began 
wailing about how the Master would punish him for losing his chosen 
heir. Ukyo watched this for a moment then broke into a wide grin. 
	Slapping Soun on the back Ukyo soothed, "Calm down 
Ojisama Tendo! I was just kidding around. I could never forget I my 
duties as heir to the Anything Goes school of martial arts. The Master 
would kill me..."
	Lifting tear filled eyes Soun sniffled at Ukyo before clutching 
her in a desperate hug while wailing about being so lucky to have an 
heir with such a fine sense of humor.
	Shaking her head Nabiki turned away from this scene to meet 
Ranma's eyes. "Did Dr. Tofu give you any idea of how to reverse the 
effects, Ranma?"
	"Yeah," Ranma admitted slowly. "But I have to find Shampoo 
first. Without her help there's no way I can..."
	Ranma trailed off as a pair of furry paws covered his eyes. 
Groaning aloud Ranma pushed the paws away while saying, "I don't 
have time to play games Father. Ucchan's memory is--" He halted 
suddenly as he saw the exuberant figure of Shampoo in front of him 
waving hands covered by large panda paw gloves. In the front 
entrance to the dojo stood Genma panda laughing in brusque growfs, 
apparently responsible for thinking of this practical joke.
	"I fool you! I fool you!" Shampoo cried gleefully.
	Dashing to her side Ranma frantically clutched Shampoo's 
hands in his own, ignoring the ridiculous panda gloves she wore. 
"Shampoo," Ranma said gravely. "Where is the memory erasing 
solution you used on Ucchan?" 
	Scarlet eyes studied Ranma soberly before alighting with 
adoration. "Woda Airen!" Shampoo exclaimed as she embraced 
Ranma. "You I love!" 
	Groaning again Ranma started to extract himself from her hold 
when suddenly Shampoo leapt backwards. Sharp blue eyes caught the 
tiny object which caused the Amazon to release her embrace. Staring 
at the wooden floor of the dojo Ranma saw the shining form of a 
miniature spatula. Averting his gaze he stared at Ukyo who wore a 
stunned look on her features as she stood frozen looking at her hands.
	"Why..." Ukyo murmured in confusion. "Why did I do that?" 
Sandalwood eyes met blue ones. Scrutinizing Ranma she whispered, 
"Do I know you?"
	Stepping forward Ranma bore a loving gaze into Ukyo. 
Hoping to convey all the overwhelming feelings of his heart to her 
through his eyes. "Yes," Ranma breathed. "Yes you do. I'm Ranma. 
Your iinazuke. The person you fell in love with. Ranma... you have to 
remember me. Please." 
	"Ran..." Whispered Ukyo as she diverted her gaze. Staring at 
the floor she pressed her hand to her forehead and formed an 
expression of absolute concentration. Lifting dazed eyes Ukyo 
questioned slowly, "Ranchan?"
	As this occurred Shampoo narrowed scarlet eyes in 
speculation. This Ucchan is a much stronger enemy than I anticipated, 
thought Shampoo clinically, watching the interaction between her Airen 
and Ukyo. Obviously I will have to take more serious action in 
removing all memory of  Ranma in her. Deciding this firmly Shampoo 
swiftly retrieved the bottle of herbal solution she used earlier on Ukyo
	Leaping into the air Shampoo started to replay the attack from 
earlier when she felt her ankle slam against something. Losing her 
balance in mid air Shampoo changed her direction and landed 
smoothly in a crouched stance. Unfortunately in the process she lost 
her grip on the herbal solution and gazing upwards she saw it lay in the 
hands of her second husband Ranma. 
	"All right!" Cried Ranma happily as he read the formula 
labeling on the bottle. "The herbal solution!" Ranma focused on Ukyo 
and snatched her hand in his. "Come on Ucchan... this is just what we 
need!" 
	Running down the hallway Ranma dragged a startled Ukyo 
after him who was completely lost about what was going on. While 
this happened Shampoo fell to the floor in shock while crying in 
anguished betrayal, "Airen!" 
	Flipping off the top to the herbal solution Ranma scrubbed it 
into Ukyo's oak brown hair. Ukyo struggled against his efforts and 
jerking away from Ranma's hold she bumped the faucet, causing a 
burst of cold water to hit her in the face. Now in his male form Ukyo 
rose to his full height. Towering slightly over Ranma he glared at the 
shorter boy. 
	Giving Ranma's throat a tight squeeze Ukyo glared into 
anxious blue eyes. "Okay you!" Snarled Ukyo. "I have no idea who 
you are but this is the last time I'm letting you mess with me! Now 
you're going to pay." 
	In flash of movement Ukyo pulled back his fist to pound it into 
Ranma's unsuspecting face. The pigtailed boy collapsed to the ground 
in a heap and Ukyo snorted. Shaking his oak brown head Ukyo tried 
to clear the buzzing out of his mind. For some reason he couldn't think 
clearly... but at least he got rid of that guy who was dragging him 
around. It's funny, Ukyo contemplated while gazing at Ranma, but he 
looks sort of familiar... 
	"Airen Ukyo!" Shampoo cried ecstatically. 
	When Ranma disappeared with her mortal enemy it had not 
taken Shampoo long to move into action to discover where he had 
gone. Hovering in the doorway to the furo it was to her infinite delight 
that Shampoo saw the lanky figure of her first husband Ukyo.
	Instantly Shampoo had Ukyo in an embrace. Lifting her face 
she hovered only inches from his lips. Wearing a seductive smile 
Shampoo purred, "<I've missed you husband. Where have you 
been?>"
	Matching Shampoo's gaze Ukyo broke into an easy smile 
mimicking her own. "<Here and there. I don't like to stay in one place 
too long.>"
	"<Is that so?>" Shampoo quirked an eyebrow. "<I think I'll 
have to resolve that problem. There is no way I'm living my life as a 
vagabond.>" 
	"<Vagabond?>" Ukyo pretended to be hurt. "<I'm not a 
vagabond! I'm a traveling scholar of the art.>"
	"<Hmmm...>" Murmured Shampoo, trailing off as she took in 
the fallen form of Ranma. "<What happened to my second husband 
Ranma? Did that Ucchan girl do this to him? I knew no good would 
come of her...>" 
	"<Ranma?>" Asked Ukyo muddled. Pulling away from 
Shampoo he felt his mind become foggy. Losing his balance Ukyo fell 
to the ground. "What's wrong with me? Why do I feel so..." Ukyo 
couldn't finish as he unwillingly drifted into a state of dark 
unconsciousness. 
	Shampoo watched with certain shock as Ukyo passed out 
next to Ranma. Completely terrified at the aspect of  losing her two 
Airens Shampoo ran from the furo to inform the dojo occupants of 
their condition before summoning her new employer, Dr. Tofu, for 
help. 

	 "This simply won't do," Nodoka stated firmly as she gazed at 
the black eye her son sported. "Ukyo must have her memory returned 
before she does more harm to you and herself, Ranma. This isn't 
healthy for either of you."
	"I know Mother," sighed Ranma deeply. He directed blue 
eyes on the still unconscious form of a male Ukyo. 
	After Shampoo had alerted the rest of the house hold to their 
state of being they moved a slowly awakening Ranma and an oblivious 
Ukyo into the sitting room. Currently Ukyo was surrounded by the 
concerned figures of Nodoka, Nabiki, and Ranma. Together they 
raised their eyes as Akane, Sakura, and Ryoga trooped into the room 
followed by Kasumi with a tea kettle of hot water. 
	Kneeling softly Kasumi poured the hot water on Ukyo and 
they observed silently as he shifted into her natural female form. Lifting 
his blue eyes Ranma gazed at his three friends. 
	"After all that the herbal solution didn't work," he sighed 
morosely. "I don't know what to do."
	Ryoga stared at the despondent Ranma and it reminded him of 
the old days when he was consumed fully by his feelings of desolation. 
It made something in him snap to see the normally cheerful Ranma in 
this state. 
	"Saotome," growled Ryoga lowly. "Be a man! You say you 
love Ukyo then show it dammit! If you truly loved her you wouldn't 
give up so easily!" Narrowing dark brown eyes Ryoga hissed, "I don't 
think you really love Ukyo at all."
	Blue eyes darted upward and Ranma leapt to his feet. Ranma 
was at Ryoga instantly, gripping the lost boy tightly by his shirt, anger 
floating in his gaze. "You don't think I love Ucchan?" Snarled Ranma 
ferociously. "She's my whole life! Without Ucchan I might as well be 
dead because that's how I feel when she isn't around!" 
	Calmly meeting their eyes Ryoga questioned, "Then why were 
you about to give up on getting her back?" Pausing Ryoga continued 
seriously. "Don't let the helpless feeling of despair fill you Ranma. You 
need to be strong for Ukyo right now. It isn't her fault she can't 
remember you, but it will be your fault if she remains that way, all 
because you were too weak to continue looking for a solution." 
	"Ryoga..." Murmured Ranma slowly, in amazed understanding. 
He clasped Ryoga on the shoulder. "You're right. Thank you."
	Ryoga was about to reply when a shout cut through the air. 
"Hello?" Called the distant voice of Dr. Tofu. "Is anyone home?"
	"He's finally here!" Ranma was gleeful as he ran out of the 
sitting room and into the front entrance of the dojo to meet Dr. Tofu.
	Upon seeing Ranma the doctor formed a worried face. 
"Ranma," Tofu said gently. "What happened to you?" 
	Tenderly touching his black eye Ranma dismissed it waving his 
hand. "It's nothing Dr. Tofu. Ukyo thought I was attacking her... she 
still doesn't have any idea who I am." 
	"Ah..." Tofu nodded his comprehension, still looking 
concerned. "And how is Ukyo doing?"
	"Not good," frowned Ranma. "I tried using the herbal solution 
that Shampoo originally used on her but it didn't work." Feeling 
irritated, he thrust the solution at Tofu who studied the bottle carefully. 
	"Of course it didn't work..." Murmured Tofu as he adjusted his 
wire rim glasses. Raising his steady gaze he informed, "This solution is 
the blend number 110, it erases memory. You need the solution with 
blend number 119 to restore lost memory." 
	"How am I supposed to get that?!" Wailed Ranma as he 
tugged at his wild black bangs.
	Gently touching Ranma's shoulders Tofu assured softly, "Relax 
Ranma." Holding up a thin booklet he wore a small smile. "I have the 
formula for solution 119 right here in this booklet of rare Chinese 
herbal solutions. Once we make the solution and use it on Ukyo her 
memory will be restored completely. It's that simple."
	"Oh my," echoed a familiar voice. "Can you really return 
Ukyo's memory Dr. Tofu?"
	At it Ranma flinched and a wave of despair overtook him. 
Please say I just imagined that, thought Ranma, as he turned to confirm 
or repute his hearing. Blue eyes were met with the hopeful figure of 
Kasumi and a second later his ears picked up on the sound of tearing 
paper.
 	Ranma shrieked loudly upon seeing the booklet that contained 
the formula to the solution that would cure Ukyo's memory loss being 
torn apart by an babbling Tofu. Picking at the scattered pieces of the 
booklet Ranma tried to contain his growing anger. 
	Glaring up at Tofu who was attempting to carry on a 
conversation with Kasumi he muttered, "Thanks for nothing."
	Sighing deeply Ranma steeled his blue eyed gaze and headed 
upstairs to pack. Thanks to this unseemly event there was only one 
option left... he had to go to China. 

	Overlooking the Nerima skyline Shampoo sat in silence as she 
gazed at the approaching night. Quickly as able she returned to the 
dojo her Airens called home. Hiding in the shadows, as was her 
custom, Shampoo observed that her first husband Ukyo was no longer 
present. He had been replaced by her mortal enemy, the obstacle 
named Ucchan. It baffled Shampoo how her beloved Ukyo could 
disappear into thin air but she credited to his adept skills at the art. 
There was no other explanation for it since it occurred so often.
	As always her second husband Ranma was practically in 
hysterics over the girl, Ucchan's, condition. For Shampoo that was the 
most disturbing fact. Her Airen seemed to genuinely care for the girl. 
That definitely interfered with the plans she had made for the three of 
them. In her mind there was no room for others. It would be she, 
Ukyo, and Ranma. No others would invade their circle of love. 
	Simply put, this annoyance going by the name of Ucchan had 
to be destroyed. There was no other alternative in her mind and it had 
to be done soon. 
	"Ucchan," Shampoo hissed in the strange Japanese language 
she was adjusting to. "She sneaky, she fast, surely next time 
Shampoo... kill her!" Then breaking into an uncharacteristic smile of 
pure happiness Shampoo finished cheerfully, "Then Shampoo live 
happy ever after with Airens Ukyo and Ranma!" Hugging herself in 
certain delight on this prospect Shampoo exclaimed, "Be so happy!" 

	Sakura stood in the open doorway to the room Ranma shared 
with Ryoga watching as the pigtailed boy hurriedly stuffed some 
clothes into a large backpack.
	"What," Sakura announced her presence. "Are you doing 
Ranma?"
	Hefting on the back pack Ranma replied, "I'm going to China 
and buying the herbal solution 119 to get Ucchan's memory back. 
That's what I'm doing Sakura."
	 "China?" Sakura raised a chocolate brown eyebrow 
skeptically. "Ranma, far as I know you've never left Nerima. And now 
you're going to travel to China alone? Sounds like a pretty risky 
venture to me."
	Shifting the heavy back pack Ranma stared down Sakura and 
stated, "It doesn't matter. I have to do it for Ucchan. It's the only way 
I'll get her back..."
	Observing Ranma for a moment Sakura sighed, "All right then 
but I'm coming along." Wearing a sly grin Sakura offered, "I love risky 
ventures and going to China with you definitely qualifies as one."
	Ranma was about to object to this decision when  Soun 
interrupted him. "China?" Soun asked entering the room, followed by 
the other dojo occupants including Ukyo. "Who's going to China?"
	"We're going to China," informed Sakura. "Ranma thinks its 
the only way we'll get our hands on that memory restoring solution for 
Ucchan."
	"China?" Genma repeated, moving forward. Clasping Ranma's 
shoulder he beamed proudly. "That's my boy! I'm sure you'll succeed 
in finding that herbal remedy!" Ribbing his son playfully Genma 
chuckled. "Just watch out for cursed springs. The last thing I want is 
my boy coming back a girl."
	"Sure Father," smiled Ranma. "I'll be careful." 
	"Genma..." Nodoka warned lowly. Yanking her husband back 
by the collar of his shirt. "Don't tell me that you're actually going to let 
our son travel to China alone. Not when you know the country and 
could be an immense help to him on the trip. Please don't tell me 
you're saying that..."
	Tugging at his collar which was now pinching his neck tightly 
Genma gasped, "Of course not Nodoka!" Giving a choked laugh he 
eyed Ranma desperately. "Looks like I'll coming too my boy!" 
	"If Sakura is going to China then so am I," Ryoga stated 
adamantly, folding his arms over his chest. 
	This statement caused Akane's brown eyes to go wide. 
Studying the lost boy for a moment she declared, "I'm going too!" 
Ryoga looked at her with surprise and Akane smiled. "Someone has 
to keep an eye on you Ryochan."
	"That's five," observed Sakura. "Anyone else want to sign up 
for our quest of half wits?"
	Stepping forward Nabiki drawled, "I wouldn't put myself in 
the half wit category but I believe traveling to China would be a 
beneficiary experience. Besides," Nabiki looked to Ukyo, her hazel 
eyes showing concern. "I have an interest in seeing Ucchan's memory 
restored."
	"I guess it's settled," said Sakura contented. "The six of us are 
going to China and getting that herbal solution."
	"Wait a minute!" Shouted Ranma who had previously been 
keeping quiet. Sighing deeply he ran fingers through wild black hair in 
frustration. Pacing back and forth Ranma studied the group as he 
walked. Stopping this movement he stood in front of them wearing a 
solemn expression.
	"I'm going alone," Ranma stated firmly. "I don't want anyone 
coming along. This is something I have to do by myself. Without any 
help from all of you." 
	There was a long moment of silence as the group absorbed 
this information. Then suddenly, all at once, they burst into 
conversation protesting this decision on his part. The only people who 
remained silent were Ranma as he warily took in the protests and 
Ukyo who watched the developing situation with certain confusion. As 
she observed her friends verbally attacking the pigtailed boy she felt 
her anger rise. From Ukyo's perspective it seemed like he was only 
trying to help her out. Why and what for she had no idea but certainly 
the guy didn't deserve this abuse. 
	"Knock it off!!" Screamed Ukyo loudly, unsheathing her battle 
spatula to grip it an dangerous stance.
	Immediately the others stopped their conjoined arguments to 
stare at the fuming Ukyo. The okonomiyaki chef remained silent 
before coughing and rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. Taking a 
step forward Ukyo stared at Ranma, scrutinizing him.
	"Okay buddy," Ukyo said severely. "I still have no idea who 
the hell you are but I'm willing to except that you want to help me. So 
far I haven't see any real signs that you're lying to me." Shifting 
sandalwood eyes to the others Ukyo continued, "And that's why I'm 
asking the rest of you to leave him be. If the guy wants to go to China 
alone, then let him go to China alone." 
	"But Ucchan--" Sakura protested, moving towards her. 
Smiling fondly at the street fighter Ukyo hushed her with a gentle finger 
pressed against soft lips. 
	"But nothing," smiled Ukyo. "Far as I can tell this whole thing 
is about me so I think I have a pretty good say in what happens. And I 
want you all to leave..." Focusing on Ranma her brow furrowed with 
concentration. "Rama? Ra ra? Ram?" Shaking her head Ukyo 
shrugged. "It doesn't matter. Leave what's his name alone. This is his 
decision. Besides," Ukyo shot Sakura a seductive glance. "If my 
mental state is so awful someone should be watching me." Trailing her 
fingertips gently down the surface of Sakura's arm Ukyo murmured, 
"Don't you want to protect me Sakura sugar?"
	Swallowing deeply Sakura pulled at the collar to her old 
school uniform she constantly wore. Suddenly the heat in the room had 
become stifling. "Of course Ucchan," squeaked Sakura nervously. 
Looking away from Ukyo she gave Ranma an apologetic gaze which 
he avoided. 
	Heaving a great sigh Ranma adjusted his back pack one last 
time then approached Ukyo. He reached his hand out only to 
withdraw it reluctantly at the last second. In anguish he balled his 
hands into fists. "Ucchan," Ranma said earnestly. "Someday you'll 
remember me and I'll be waiting for you." 
	Losing himself in sandalwood depths Ranma tore his gaze 
away from Ukyo painfully. Pushing past the crowd Ranma walked 
solemnly out of the dojo. Observing his sad departure Ukyo sighed. I 
really do wish I could remember him... whoever he is. 

	Running down Nerima's darkened streets Ranma thought on 
his current predicament. How am I ever going to get to China? 
Recalling the few stories he'd been regaled by Ukyo and his Father he 
remembered them saying they had swum across the sea to reach 
China.
	"I guess that's what I'm doing too," frowned Ranma. "It 
doesn't sound any fun but how else am I supposed to get that herbal 
solution?" Screeching to a halt Ranma stared at Shampoo hanging 
upside down from a lamp pole.
	It wasn't the Amazon that interested Ranma so much as what 
she held. A bottle of the herbal solution extract 119 that would cure 
Ukyo's memory loss.
	"The 119 herbal solution!" Yelped Ranma excitedly. Blue eyes 
clouded over in anger and Ranma pounced in an attempt to grab the 
bottle. "Give me that, Shampoo!"
	Observing Ranma with keen scarlet eyes Shampoo easily 
avoided this clumsy attack and stood aside as Ranma went flying only 
to land in a heap. Inclining his head up he looked into Shampoo's 
genuinely hurt and confused face.
	"Airen Ranma," Shampoo frowned. "Why you do all this for 
Ucchan?"
	Rising solemnly to his feet Ranma stared hard at Shampoo and 
said, "Because I love Ucchan. I'm in love with Ucchan and she's in 
love with me... or at least she was until you erased all her memory of 
me." Staring at the wide eyed Shampoo he felt his anger rise from all 
the suffering he had been put through due to her Amazon laws. 
Because of her Ukyo didn't know who he was. The only girl Ranma 
had ever loved now considered him a stranger and it was all 
Shampoo's fault.
	Taking a step forward Ranma hissed coolly, "Recall the image 
of the one person you care for most in this world Shampoo. You got 
that?" Uneasily Shampoo nodded. "Good. Now take away their 
memory of you. They're still here but they don't know you. Don't care 
for you. That's what you've done to me by erasing Ucchan's memory. 
Now... ask me again why I'm doing all of this for her."
	Shampoo remained silent then looked up with woeful eyes. 
"You hate Shampoo?" She asked defeated.
	Shocked by the pureness of the emotion shining in scarlet eyes 
Ranma felt his anger fade. "N-no!" Ranma stammered. "No. I don't 
hate you Shampoo. It's just..." Ranma paused, trying to explain his 
reasons clearly. "I want Ucchan's memory back. Can't we make a 
deal or something to work all this out?"
	"Deal?" Sniffled Shampoo meeting his eyes. "What Airen 
Ranma mean?"
	"An agreement," said Ranma eagerly. "Where we both are 
satisfied with the results. I do you a favor and in return you give me the 
119 herbal solution. What do you say? Want to make a deal with me 
Shampoo?"
	Contemplating this suggestion Shampoo finally conceded. 
"Shampoo agree. Make deal is good idea. Shampoo already know 
favor want Ranma do."
	"All right!" Grinned Ranma happily. Narrowing blue eyes a bit 
suspiciously he warned, "Just don't ask me to marry you or kill 
Ucchan, got it?"
	Smiling angelically Shampoo nodded. "Find Airen Ukyo." 
Forming a seductive look she finished, "Airen Ranma find Airen Ukyo 
and get 119 herbal solution."
	Blinking in shock Ranma chuckled. "Sure," he agreed amiably. 
"That's easy enough. I'll find him for you."
	"Good," Shampoo smiled. "Shampoo no can find on own. 
Airen Ukyo much tricky in hiding and Shampoo miss much. Ranma 
find him, get 119 solution. Is deal?"
	Grabbing Shampoo's hand in a hearty shake Ranma beamed 
and repeated, "Is deal."

	"I don't know Ranma," Nabiki said cautiously. "Isn't it a 
possibility that Shampoo is lying to you? I don't think she'll give up so 
easily on destroying the girl her `Airen Ranma' loves. Shampoo 
obviously thinks Ucchan is her enemy and giving you the herbal 
solution doesn't exactly help her ultimate goal... getting rid of Ucchan."
	Upon dashing quickly back to the dojo Ranma assembled the 
dojo boarders, exceptions being Kasumi who was watching Ukyo, in 
the training room to explain his recent deal with Shampoo.
	"I told you," Ranma groaned. "I made a deal with her to find 
boy type Ukyo for her. Apparently Shampoo is really hot to see her 
first husband or something. And anyway, it doesn't matter as long as I 
get my hands on that memory restoring solution."
	"But is changing forms good for Ucchan in her condition?" 
Questioned Sakura with a worried frown. "The last time it happened 
she gave you that black eye Ranma."
	"If it gets Ucchan's memory back I'll take a thousand black 
eyes from her," Ranma stated firmly.
	"All right boy," Genma finally spoke up. Wearing a solemn 
expression he folded his arms over his chest. "Then what are you going 
to do about Shampoo? Once Ukyo's memory is returned you'll still 
have to deal with your mutual engagement to her under their laws."
	Sighing loudly Ranma replied exasperated, "We'll tell her the 
truth! Then she won't want us anymore..." Glancing around the dojo 
Ranma cried, "C'mon you guys! I thought you'd be a little more 
supportive! I made a pretty good deal to get Ucchan's memory back. 
Isn't that what we all want?"
	"We're sorry Ranma," said Soun softly. "It's just that we don't 
want you getting tricked by Shampoo as well." 
	"Yeah Ranma," Akane chimed in. "You should know better 
than to trust that Amazon."
 	Ranma moaned, "I know. I know. I know! But it's the only 
way to get Ucchan's--" Ranma halted on seeing the lithe frame of his 
iinazuke entering the training room followed by a worried Kasumi. 
"Ucchan," he breathed fondly. Rushing forward he wore a wide smile. 
"Change into your boy type Ucchan. Shampoo will be here soon."
	Blinking Ukyo questioned, "Do I know you?"
	Groaning loudly Ranma muttered, "I don't have time for this." 
Focusing on Ukyo he replied, "Yes you do. I'm Ranma, your iinazuke, 
and I need you to be a boy now."
	"What?" Ukyo asked in disbelief. "I'm not changing into a boy 
for anyone. Especially not for some pervert."
	"I'm not a pervert!" Screamed Ranma as something inside him 
broke. "I'm Ranma! Your iinazuke!" Staring deeply into confused 
sandalwood eyes Ranma muttered, "Fine. I'll prove it to you..." In a 
quick jerk Ranma yanked Ukyo into his arms. Strong yet gentle hands 
gripped her hips and Ranma dipped his head for a passionate kiss. 
	The other room occupants watched this in certain shock. 
Standing next to Akane wearing a thoughtful face Ryoga voiced it 
best, "I guess he finally had a break down."
	Pulling back after the kiss Ranma stared into Ukyo's eyes and 
did not see the normal perplexed gaze. Watching Ukyo carefully 
Ranma saw the shine of recognition he had missed so much in her 
sandalwood depths. 
	"Ucchan?" Ranma questioned hopefully. "Is that you? Can you 
remember me? Are you back?" 
	"Ranchan," whispered Ukyo lovingly. Running tender fingers 
down the planes of his face she smiled. "Yes, yes, and yes again. And 
I have to say... that was some solution."
	"Just like a fairy tale," Kasumi commented softly, sighing 
pleasantly.
	On this comment the dojo boarders joined each other in 
joyous laughter which was abruptly stopped by the deafening sound of 
the far wall being crashed through. When the debris faded the form of 
a smiling Shampoo was seen.
	Immediately scarlet eyes locked onto Ukyo and Ranma who 
still were still holding one another. "So,"  frowned Shampoo. "Airen 
Ranma not find Airen Ukyo. Instead break deal by kiss face with 
Ucchan."
	"Deal?" Blinked Ukyo. Turning to Ranma she questioned, 
"What is she talking about Ranchan?"
	Before Ranma could answer Shampoo strode across the room 
to stand in front of the couple and peer at Ukyo scrupulously.
	"You remember Ranma!" Announced Shampoo angrily. 
Frowning she finished, "Ucchan stubborn girl."
	Wearing a droll expression Ukyo replied, "You're one to talk 
sugar. But yeah," Ukyo smirked. "I guess you could say I'm stubborn 
about the things I love."
	Seething Shampoo fixed her gaze on Ranma. "No deal now. 
Ucchan remember and Shampoo no see Airen Ukyo." Shifting her 
focus to Ukyo scarlet eyes narrowed another degree. "And you..." 
Yanking out her bonbori quickly Shampoo flew at Ukyo in a vicious 
attack screaming, "Is obstacle what for killing!" 
	"Shampoo!" Cried Ranma stepping between her and Ukyo to 
stop the onslaught. "Stop this!" 
	Switching into an expression of complete adoration scarlet 
eyes sparkled with love. "Wo ai ni," breathed Shampoo gently 
touching the planes of Ranma's face.
	"Aw man..." Muttered Ranma, pulling away from the Amazon. 
"You have to stop doing that Shampoo." Looking at his iinazuke 
Ranma said solemnly, "I think it's time we ended this. What do you 
say?"
	Ukyo appeared despondent at this question. "I guess we don't 
have much choice. We're going to have to tell her the truth or this will 
just go on." Pushing past Ranma and Shampoo to walk towards the 
koi pond outside Ukyo murmured in Mandarin, "<Come with me 
Shan-pu and I'll show you where your husband Ukyo has been.>"
	Frozen on hearing her native language being spoken by her 
mortal enemy Shampoo pondered this oddity then swiftly followed 
after Ukyo along with the others. 

	Standing next to his iinazuke Ranma nervously held a bucket 
full of cold water from the koi pond. Shampoo was facing directly 
opposite of the couple while the rest of the dojo boarders observed 
from the open verandah. 
	"Ucchan," whispered Ranma, leaning over. Ukyo smiled on 
feeling his warm breath on her neck. "Are you sure about this? When I 
said it was time to end this I didn't mean..." Ukyo stared patiently at 
him and Ranma decided to change his tactics saying desperately, 
"Shampoo will freak out if she finds out that you're really--"
	Tilting her head upwards Ukyo quieted Ranma with a gentle 
finger pressed against his lips. "This is the best and easiest way to 
explain everything to her Ranchan. You know it and I know it. Now," 
Ukyo turned away to face Shampoo. "Be ready with the cold water."
	"<Shan-pu,>" began Ukyo in Mandarin. "<The reason I have 
opposed your engagement to Ranma is because he and I already share 
an engagement. His is to be my husband one day by decree of the 
Anything Goes school of martial arts Elders. We are in love with each 
other and I also speak for Ranma when I say that we want no one 
else.>"
	Snorting derisively Shampoo stated, "<I'm already aware of 
those facts Ucchan and it changes nothing on my stance. I live by the 
laws of Joketsuzoku and of my Amazon tribe which say I must either 
marry or kill any outside warrior who defeats me in battle. I have 
chosen to take Ranma as my second husband. This decision will not 
change despite his relationship with you.>" Scarlet eyes narrowed and 
Shampoo frowned, "< I thought by following you out here I would 
discover the location of my first husband Ukyo. If you do not produce 
him soon I'm afraid I'll have to resume the challenge I started earlier.>"
	"<Fine,>" Ukyo sighed sadly. "<You want your first husband, 
I'll give you your first husband. Just remember what I said earlier about 
Ranma and I being in love with one another while wanting no others.>" 
Sandalwood eyes shifted to her iinazuke and Ukyo nodded, "Dump it 
Ranchan."
	Biting his lip Ranma complied and poured the bucket of cold 
water over her head. Slowly Ukyo's feminine form shifted and grew. 
Soft features became sharper, height was gained by several inches, 
and shoulders broadened. Shampoo stared in stunned shock as the 
form of her first husband Ukyo stood before her.
	"Airen Ukyo?" Whispered Shampoo.
	"That's right," answered Ukyo, unbuttoning his white Chinese 
style silk shirt. Standing bare in a white tank top and black gi pants he 
remained calm. "<I should have told you earlier Shan-pu. While 
traveling in China I fell into a cursed spring of Jusenkyo. I'm a girl who 
changes into a boy when splashed with cold water. Now do you 
see?>" He questioned sadly. "<Neither Ranma or I could possibly 
marry you. We're engaged and in love with each other. I'm...>" 
Trailing off Ukyo finished shakily, "I'm sorry."
	Bowing her lavender head Shampoo was silent for a moment 
before lifting her blazing scarlet gaze. Flying at the couple at the speed 
of light, aggressively attacking with her bonbori, Shampoo shrieked, "I 
kill you both!"
	Backing away together Ranma and Ukyo evaded the vicious 
swings of Shampoo's bonbori as she continued to screaming over and 
over, "Kill! Kill! Kill!" 
	Shampoo had transformed into a frightening whirling dervish of 
death. In one foul swoop Shampoo had lost both her husbands and to 
make it worse she lost them to each other! The only thing her 
wounded pride and broken heart wanted now was revenge.
	Keeping their eyes focused forward the couple did not see 
pulled up root to the high tree in the yard. Hitting his heel on it Ranma 
stumbled backwards while pulling Ukyo with him. Falling in a heap 
they were wide open for the final attack from Shampoo. As she 
hovered over the fallen forms of her two husbands Shampoo gazed 
into fearful blue and sandalwood eyes. Losing herself in their shining 
depths Shampoo felt her heart constrict on seeing fear. Those who she 
loved now feared and resented her as did everyone back in 
Joketsuzoku. With her engagement to Ukyo and Ranma she had 
hoped to build a new life. One that would change all the feelings of old 
and replace them with ones of love and understanding. Where had it 
all gone? The dream she had of such a life was now crushed and 
Shampoo had nothing left but the looks of fear in her husbands eyes.
	Releasing a choked sob Shampoo ceased her attack. Her 
arms limply fell aside and Shampoo lifted her gaze to meet Ranma and 
Ukyo's. Scarlet eyes were filled with tears as Shampoo whispered 
mournfully, "Bie liao."
	Sprinting away the Amazon nimbly leapt over the high wall of 
the dojo to disappear into the night leaving everyone to contemplate 
the meaning of her final words. 

	"Bie liao," stated Nabiki, searching the contents of her 
Japanese to Mandarin language translation book.
	 She was in the sitting room reflecting on the recent events with 
everyone except for Ukyo and Ranma who had retreated to their usual 
place on the dojo roof for solitude. 
	"It means sayonara, farewell, you'll never see me again." 
Closing her translation book Nabiki quirked an eyebrow. "Any bets 
on whether Shampoo is good on her word and doesn't return?"
	"I don't buy it," Sakura said firmly. "From everything Ryochan 
and I heard when traveling around China those Amazons don't give up 
easily. I say she left to regroup."
	Ryoga nodded his head. "I'm with Sakura. Most likely 
Shampoo returned to her tribe to ask the advice of the Elders on how 
to deal with the problem of Ukyo and Ranma's engagement. She's 
probably in shock on discovering the true relationship of her husbands 
and doesn't know what to do about it on her own."
	"Nonsense!" Cried Soun, waving a large bottle of sake 
around. "Why must all our students be so pessimistic? We finally rid 
ourselves of the Amazon nuisance and now things can get back to 
normal!"
	"My sentiments exactly Tendo!" Genma grinned, holding up his 
cup for a refill. "We should be rejoicing at these events. Not predicting 
the next disaster!"
	Shaking her head Nodoka sighed at the older men. "I hate to 
admit it," she murmured staring at the younger set of martial artists. 
"But they're right. We shouldn't waste our time with worries of what is 
to come. Just be happy that for now things are peaceful."
	"Yes Obasan Saotome," the martial arts students chanted 
obediently together.
	Nodoka wore a complacent smile at this before exiting the 
room dragging Genma behind her. Soun watched this departure a 
moment before chasing after his friend.
	Looking over those who remained Kasumi made a decision 
and said, "Well. Things won't stay the same for much longer because 
in the fall I've decided to resume my studies for medical school. Tokyo 
University has accepted my reappliance and has encouraged me to 
attend NIT also for specialized medical technology courses. I've 
managed to qualify for scholarships at both schools based on my past 
academic performance." Kasumi sighed wistfully, "I've always wanted 
to return to college. The only reason I quit was due to the numerous 
dojo duties I had. At the time I simply couldn't do them well and give 
my studies enough attention. Even though I was only a part-time 
student, taking the mininum requirements as for my major." Kasumi 
smiled eagerly, "But now that you're all here I can finally return to 
college. There are more than enough people to take over the dojo 
chores, which would allow me to attend school full time. That is," 
Kasumi had hopeful eyes. "If you all would agree to help me and pitch 
in. I'm afraid without your assistance there's no way I could sucessfully 
make a go at my studies. I'll have quite a large workload you see..."
	There was a moment of silence to take in this news before the 
group burst into loud congratulations and hurried agreements that of 
course they would take over her many duties. Kasumi smiled in soft 
pleasure at this reaction.
	Waving her hands to quiet the others Kasumi murmured, "I'm 
glad you're so accepting but I'm afraid I'll need your help in calming 
down Father when I tell him. He didn't take my leaving college terribly 
well and I'm sure he'll take my return in the same manner. I'll still be 
living at the dojo but you know how he takes changes..."
	Everyone formed similar wary expressions on recalling the 
many emotional outbursts Soun was capable of producing upon 
receiving any unexpected news.
	"We'll all help you Oneechan," exclaimed Akane happily. 
"None of us mind doing the dojo chores. Right guys?"
	The beaming faces of the others conveyed their willingness to 
do anything to help only mother figure many of them had known in 
their short lives.
	"I'll do the yard work for you Kasumi," said Ryoga.
	"I can scrub floors with the best of them," added Sakura 
smiling.
	Nabiki formed a disgusted expression at this. "I'll do the 
laundry but no floors please." Turning hazel eyes to Kasumi her 
expression softened. "I'll be happy to help you study Oneechan. I've 
always thought you should return to your studies... you did so well 
with them." Nabiki paused to drawl, "And I'll be more than happy to 
meet any handsome medical students that you come upon."
	"And don't worry about the cooking,  I'll take care of it!" 
Announced Akane with a wide smile.
	On this proclamation Nabiki and Kasumi immediately paled 
and Sakura studied this reaction curiously. Ryoga meanwhile was 
focused on Akane.
	"I'm sure you're a fantastic cook," complimented Ryoga to 
Akane who blushed.
	Scooting over to Nabiki and Kasumi who were quietly 
conferring with each other Sakura asked, "What's with you two? You 
practically fainted when Akane said she'd be doing the cooking. Is she 
that bad a chef?"
	Nabiki and Kasumi stared at one another then slowly shifted 
solemn gazes to Sakura. Leaning forward Nabiki whispered, "You 
don't know the meaning of bad cooking until you've eaten Akane's."
	"Food poisoning, huh?" Queried Sakura blankly.
	"That's putting it mildly," returned Nabiki. "It's more like food 
assassination. Akane could kill a starving man's appetite with the stuff 
she concocts."
	"Now Nabiki," Kasumi reprimanded. "That's putting it a bit 
harshly. Food assassination... really."
	Hazel eyes bore into light brown ones. "Don't be nice 
Oneechan," advised Nabiki. "We have to warn her or she'll decide to 
give it a try. You know how careless most martial artist are with their 
health. Always jumping into battle. She has to be warned. Remember 
that Sakura hasn't built up a resistance to Akane's cooking like we 
have."
	Before Sakura could question more on this subject the lithe 
form of Kodachi bounded into the sitting room to stand on the table 
glaring at Sakura.
	"Dachi!" Beamed Sakura, unaware of the evil eye she was 
receiving from the gymnast. "What're you doing here?"
	Pulling out her ribbon Kodachi twirled it over her head 
wearing an ominous expression. "Why is it I hear whispered sayings of 
my dearest love resuming her former romance with the treacherous 
Kuonji, darling Sakura? Please inform me heartily that all such rumors 
are false and my heart will not be forced to shatter into a thousand 
pieces."
	Groaning Sakura rose to her feet. Snatching the ribbon in mid 
twirl she halted its dizzying circular motion. "It's a long story Dachi," 
murmured Sakura. "But I'll be more than happy to explain it to you..." 
Sakura formed a mischievous expression. "Alone. At your place."
	"Indeed?" Purred Kodachi. Reaching down to hold Sakura's 
hand in her own she finished, "I find that suggestion entirely all too 
pleasing. Come my love." Pronounced Kodachi haughtily as she 
bounded out of the sitting room pulling Sakura along. "Let us depart!"
	The Tendo sisters and Ryoga watched as the pair leapt over 
the high wall and vanished into the night with a trail of black roses 
following them.
	"Well," Akane spoke first. "I guess that makes it official. 
Things are finally back to normal."
	"As normal as things can get around this place," said Nabiki 
dryly. 
	On this observation they broke into easy laughter which rose 
to the dojo roof top where Ukyo and Ranma remained having their 
heart to heart.

	"I feel bad," Ranma confessed, tipping his gaze to meet 
Ukyo's. Having transformed back into her natural girl type Ukyo was 
resting comfortably against Ranma's chest and basking in the warmth 
of his embrace.
	"Me too," admitted Ukyo softly. Sandalwood eyes tenderly 
met blue ones. "But first you tell me why you do."
	Tucking his chin on top Ukyo's soft oak brown locks Ranma 
sighed. "Shampoo of course. I can't help feeling that we didn't give her 
enough of a chance. Now that I look back on it I think we could've 
handled the situation better. I mean, I dunno about you Ucchan but I 
think she really liked us..."
	Pulling Ranma's arms around her more firmly Ukyo nestled 
into his hold. "I agree that there were a lot more sensitive ways to 
handle Shampoo but it's not like we had a lot of options," reasoned 
Ukyo. "Shampoo is a pretty extreme person about her beliefs because 
of how she was raised. Things are either all or nothing with her. I don't 
think Shampoo has ever had to compromise. We had to turn her 
down flat Ranma. It was either that or get dragged into a marriage 
neither of us want."
	Considering this Ranma finally replied, " That still doesn't 
change the fact that we just didn't give her a chance. I feel horrible 
about that..."
	"Me too Ranchan," Ukyo admitted. "Me too but it isn't like 
we're never going to see her again. Shampoo will be back. I can 
practically guarantee it."
	On this statement Ukyo felt her iinazuke tense. "What do you 
mean?" Asked Ranma carefully.
	Tipping her head upwards Ukyo answered, "What I mean is 
that Shampoo is an Amazon. She has those crazy laws, remember? 
She can't just give up on her husbands. Eventually she'll have to return 
to resolve the issue of our engagement or our deaths. Either way she'll 
be back."
	Ranma visibly shivered at the death prospect. "I guess we'll get 
a chance to apologize then," he offered lamely.
	Chuckling Ukyo rubbed his leg in a reassuring gesture. "Yeah," 
she responded. "We'll definitely get a chance to apologize."
	All was silent as Ranma mulled over this information. Sighing 
to himself he relaxed and pulled Ukyo closer to him. "It doesn't 
matter," Ranma revealed. "I'm just glad to have my iinazuke back and 
remembering me."
	"Mmm," purred Ukyo contentedly. Limber fingers wound their 
way upwards and into thick black hair. "And I'm glad to be back and 
remembering you."
	"Really?" Ranma wore a quirky grin. "What an incredible 
coincidence."
	Gazing up into her iinazuke's handsome face Ukyo frowned on 
seeing the black eye. "Ranchan..." Said Ukyo in concern. "What 
happened to your eye?"
	Looking quite uncomfortable Ranma coughed. "It's nothing 
Ucchan... I'm fine. Really."
	"I know you're fine Ranchan," sighed Ukyo, slightly agitated. 
"But how did you get that black eye?"
	No answer came as blue eyes bore sadly into sandalwood 
ones. Letting loose a startled gasp Ukyo questioned, "Me? I did that 
to you?"
	"Yeah," nodded Ranma. "In your boy type. It's no big deal 
Ucchan. You didn't know who I was... you thought I was attacking 
you or something."
	Ukyo looked quite upset at this realization then shifted into her 
usual playful expression. Wrapping her arms around Ranma's neck 
Ukyo purred sensuously, "I think I should apologize for doing that to 
you."
	Chuckling softly Ranma leaned his head down to meet her lips 
with his own. Murmuring against the softness of their kiss, "I like this 
apology..."
	Ukyo smiled against Ranma's lips as she was pulled firmly into 
his embrace, losing herself to his kiss as no more words were spoken.

To be continued... 

This was inspired by the works of Rumiko Takahashi, Wade 
Tritschler, Jim Robert Bader, and many other cool folks. All
characters come from Ranma 1/2 except Sakura who graces
us from Street Fighter. 

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A month has gone by peacefully but that's all about to end as 
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