Disclaimer:  I own absolutely zero of the characters to appear 
in this story.  I am doing this for my own enjoyment and not for 
money.  Please do not sue me, I am but a poor young man who is 
saving his hard-earned money to go to college next fall.

Three Fields

Book 1:
Fields of Change
A Ranma ½ / Alternate reality / eventual X-over fanfic
By: Tomas Megerson

Note: While there are many Alternate Reality fics out there, 
I'm going to try to do something unique in this.  I'm not going 
to tell you what it is here, though I hope I get a good response 
from everyone.   Unlike my other stories this one won't be 
crossing over until about a third of the way through.


	Ranma slowly strode along the top of the fence while his 
reluctant fiancée was on the sidewalk below him.  His face was 
in a twisted look as though gazing toward the past or the 
future.  His thoughts were raging as he tried to figure his 
feelings out.  He was trying to decide exactly what he felt for 
Akane.  He knew now that he loved her once, but he couldn't 
decide whether or not he still did.  After the break up of the 
wedding three months ago, Akane had only gotten worse.  She 
would now walk up to him for no reason and hit him with that 
damn mallet.  She also blamed him for the other fiancées showing 
up to the wedding and ruining it, despite the fact that there 
was overwhelming evidence to go against it.   As he thought 
about the past he came to a startling realization.  Akane didn't 
love him.  She only cared about keeping him.  He was an object 
to her, something she to beat up with out having to worry about 
how damaged it got.  He was a prize given to her and she wasn't 
going to let another girl take him away.  He began to smile as 
he came up with a way to keep Akane from hitting him.

	Akane glanced up at Ranma to see him grinning.  She 
watched as, still smiling, Shampoo landed on him.  Akane, of 
course, took Ranma's smiling to mean he was glad to see Shampoo.  
Once more her anger got the better of her and she slammed his 
head with her trusty mallet.  "Ranma no baka!  I wish I was 
never engaged to you!"

	After all this time one would have thought Akane would 
know that certain things should not be said around Ranma.  One 
of them was a wish, since they always go wrong.  A little entity 
of unknown magical origin heard the wish and decided to grant 
it.  There was a flash of light and both Ranma and Shampoo 
disappeared.

	Akane blinked for a minute before shrugging her 
shoulders.  "I wonder why I blanked out there?  Oh well, I've 
got a horde of boys to beat up."  She took off down the street 
toward Furikan.

***

	Ranma slowly opened his eyes and lowered his arm.  
"What the hell…" He stared at the gates of Furikan High.  "How 
the hell I get here?  And what was that light?"  After a few 
moments of thinking he decided that it wasn't important and 
headed towards class.  (Who knows, maybe I'll be on time for 
once.)  As he walked through the gates, he stopped as Kuno 
approached him.  Sighing he spoke to the Kendoist.  "What do you 
want, Kuno?"

	"Ranma how many times do I have to tell thee to call me 
Tatewaki.  Am I not your closest friend?"

	Ranma stared at Kuno and opened his mouth.  "Wha..."

	"Now is not the time to worry on such things, Ranma.  
Hurry, you must get away from here!  The vile creature Akane 
Tendo will be here any moment!  And these sacred grounds have 
been declared open by the diet.  You must hurry and leave this 
place for surely she'll kill you!"

	Ranma blinked a few times while staring at Kuno with a 
strange look on his face.  "Uh, Tatewaki...?, uh since when 
could Akane kill me?  Sure she's tried before but she's never 
gotten me."  (And what the HELL is going on here?  Since when 
was Kuno MY friend.  Hell, since when did Kuno have friends 
period?)  At this point Kuno had grabbed Ranma's arm and was 
trying to drag him back out of the school get.  Due to sheer 
force of will, he was actually succeeding at some small level.  
Ranma was slowly being pulled toward the gates

	Up on the second story balcony, Nabiki Tendo sighed at 
the sight.  In her eyes the only thing that existed in the 
school at that moment was Ranma.  She marveled at his perfect 
build and at his inner strength.  Even though he had never 
beaten her sister in a fight he was still coming to school with 
the blood feud going on.  She wished that she could stop the 
fighting (and be free to date her Ranma-sama) but the only time 
she tried she received the beating of her life when she 
returned home.   Now thanks to her father Akane was going to 
take away some of the little joy she got out of school.  
Looking down the road she spotted the bane of Ranma, her sister 
Akane.  With her was her perpetual slave, Yuka.  Nabiki stared 
at the ground in shame.  She couldn't believe what Akane forced 
on the girl.  Yuka had thought that she was so lucky when Akane 
saved her from that gang, but then realized that she would have 
been better off with them.  Akane made her into a slave.  She 
made Akane breakfast, cleaned her room, did her homework, if 
someone else could do it, it was Yuka.  Akane gave her one ray 
of hope, though it wasn't much.  If anyone defeated Akane, then 
Yuka's slavery would be transferred to that person.  It was a 
shame that no one could defeat Akane.

	Ranma was still battling Kuno to get to school when 
Akane arrived.  He didn't really want to go to class, but he 
also didn't want to face Miss Hinako's Ki draining technique.  
He was having a bad enough day as it was.  It was, of course, 
going to get worse.  Ranma stopped the struggle when he heard a 
familiar voice.  "So, Saotome, you actually decided to come.  
How considerate of you, now I won't have to track you down."

	Ranma turned to face Akane.  "Yo, Akane, what took you 
so long.  I've been waiting here for the past five minutes.  
Almost thought you got lost."

	"Humph, you wish.  Prepare to die, Saotome."  Akane 
launched herself at him sure of finally killing off her rival.  
The only problem was the fact that Ranma wasn't there to receive 
her punch.  He was behind her scratching his head.

	"Yo, Akane, you okay?  I mean that was even slower than 
the first time we met.  You're not sick or something, are you?"  
For the life of him, Ranma couldn't figure out what was going 
on.  First Kuno acts like they're the best of friends, and then 
Akane comes after him like Ryoga.  Ranma was beginning to get 
the feeling that the flash of light did more than just blind him 
for a moment.  Akane attacked Ranma again but he just started to 
weave in and out of her attacks like they weren't even there.  
This was actually true in Ranma's mind.  He wasn't paying any 
attention to the fight.  All that mattered to him was figuring 
out what was going on.  If someone could see into his mind at 
that moment, they'd see something like this:  (Kuno is sane, 
that's a positive.  Akane is insane, that's a negative.  Nabiki 
is giving me a hungry look, that's a big time negative.  Yuka...  
Oh Kami-Sama, I know that look.  Its definitely a negative.  
Everyone else looks like they've never seen me in a fight 
before.  That's just plain confusing.  Oh, and Akane just 
threatened to kill my mother.)  "WHAT!!!!!"  Akane launched 
another punch to Ranma's face, only to have it caught.  Ranma's 
face turned from light hearted to deadly serious.  The majority 
of the people took a number of steps back, no matter how close 
they were to the two combatants.  "You did NOT just threaten my 
mother, did you, you violent tomboy?"

	Akane's eyes widened in shock.  There should have been 
no way that he could have caught her fist.  She was stronger 
then him and faster.  He shouldn't have been able to do anything 
that he was today.  He wasn't playing by the rules!  Of course, 
the instant she heard the tomboy comment she ignored any type 
of rational thinking.  "You're damn straight I did.  And after 
I slaughter the bitch who gave you birth I kill the pathetic 
excuse for a father, too!"

	Ranma's mind decided to make a creative leap there.  
His Akane would never threaten his mother.  She loved her too 
much.  That meant that this was not Akane.  If this wasn't 
Akane, then Ranma had no problems with beating the living hell 
out of her.  Contrary to belief, Ranma had no problems with 
hitting girls.  He didn't want to do it if he didn't have too, 
but when he was forced to it, he would fight them as he would 
anyone else.  By threatening his mother, Akane had just forced 
him to it.

	"KATCHU TENSHIN ARMAGURIKAN, REVISED!"

	As expected, there was absolutely no way that Akane was 
able to withstand the hundreds of blows that Ranma launched at 
her.  There was also no way she could dodge them.  She dropped 
lack a sack, her face and body covered in bruises.  
Unfortunately for Ranma, this brought about a rather large 
number of problems.

The first came from Yuka.  "My hero!  Thank-you so much for 
saving me!  I'm forever in your debt!  I'll be by your side 
forever!  I'll be here if you need anything!"  Yuka pushed her 
body against Ranma's.  And I mean anything."  She gazed up at 
him with wide eyes of longing.

	The second came from Genma who had just showed up.  
Genma Grabbed him and spun him around shaking him by the 
shoulders.  "Ranma how did you beat her!  You've never beaten 
her before!  I was sure that she was going to kill you!  You 
must tell me how!"

	Then Tatewaki grabbed him.  "My dear friend, at last, 
you've vanquished the vile enchantress Akane Tendo!  You shall 
be remembered as one of the greatest of all Samurai!  So say I 
Tatewaki Kuno, Blue Thunder of Furikan High, hereby declare my 
brother Samurai, Ranma Saotome, the Red Storm of Furikan High, 
the champion of this school!"

	Before Ranma could comment on Kuno's proclamation he 
felt his head bopped.  Looking off to the side and down he saw 
something that caused him to jump back in fright.  "Gya!  It's 
the Old Ghoul!"

	He was bopped again.  "I am not a ghoul, child.  Now 
ans..."

	"What do you want, you old mummy?"

	Once again he was hit in the head.  "Do not call me 
mummy child!"

	"If I'm a child, you're a mummy, you old ghoul!"

	Cologne grounded her teeth in frustration.  "Very well, 
young man, I am called Cologne.  I need you to answer a 
question.  How did you learn that technique you used?  No one 
has been able to perform it since a hundred years before I was 
born."

	Ranma might have answered her if a force didn't slam 
into his side at that exact moment.  Looking up from the ground, 
he stared as the girl was going on and on about him defeating 
her tormentor.  As Ranma's eyes worked past the bruises that 
covered the girl's face he gasped in recognition.  Before he 
could say her name, however, another person beat him to it.  
"Kurumi, get off of him.  He doesn't need you clinging all over 
him."  Kurumi got off of Ranma and they both stood up.  Ranma 
looked at the young woman who spoke and barely recognized the 
elder sister under all of the injuries.  "Please forgive my 
sister's enthusiasm.  She was simply excited to learn that Akane 
Tendo was not invincible.  Congratulations on your victory.  
Come, Kurumi, let us go."

	"But, Natsume..."

	"Now!"  Kurumi sighed and followed her sister as she 
walked away.  Ranma might have gone after them, but by that 
point the entire school was around him trying to get him to tell 
them just how he learned the Armagurikan and why he always 
allowed Akane to beat him in the morning and afternoon fights.

	Ranma was getting really scared by this point.  Everyone 
was treating him like he was some sort of hero.  (Just how bad 
was Akane, anyway?)  He looked up to see Miss Hinako walking up 
to him.  He might have been scared of her Ki draining him if it 
weren't for the fact that she was already in adult form.  The 
look in her eye scared him as much as the one Yuka was giving 
him.  "Ranma, thank you for handling that delinquent for me.  No 
matter how hard I tried, she never would stop harassing the 
other students.  If there is anything I can do to make it up to 
you, just let me know."  She gave him a rather killer smile.

	Yuka didn't take that very well, however.  She 
immediately dove at Ranma, knocking him into the ground and 
landing on top of him.  She wrapped her arms around him and 
refused to let go.  "He's mine!!  Don't you dare try to take him 
from me!!  He saved me, you saw that!!"

	Ranma meanwhile had a panicked look on his face and was 
trying to force Yuka off, to know such luck.  (Damn, her grips 
better than an amazon's!  How the hell am I going to get out of 
this?)  Still pushing he tried to get her off when Cologne 
bounced in front of him.  

	"Listen here, young man, I need to know where you 
learned that technique.  Not even I can perform it, and I am the 
most skilled of the Joketsuzoku."

	Genma than pushed her aside so he could face Ranma.  
"Ranma, finally you have defeated a Tendo!  Now you must train 
to prepare yourself for their revenge, for they will not let 
this defeat slide.  You must end this blood feud in favor of the 
Saotome Clan!  Your Samurai blood demands that you meet this 
challenge and emerge victorious!  It is your family honor to do 
so!"

	Ranma, who had gotten back up, despite the fact that 
Yuka was wrapped around him, still refusing to let go, spun on 
his old man.  "Honor?  Honor!  You want to tell me about family 
honor!!  What did you ever do to help me with family honor, 
Oyaji!  All I ever got were your problems and your mistakes!  
You ALWAYS leave it for me to deal with!  You want Soun so 
badly, do it YOURSELF!  I WON my battle, the rest is to you!"

	Genma's nostrils began to flare as his son shouted at 
him.  "You dare to blame ME for this!  It was YOUR FAULT for 
refusing the engagement!  You're the one who started this blood 
feud you ungrateful boy!"

	"YOU'RE THE IDIOT WHO THOUGHT THAT AN ARRANGED MARRIGAE 
WOULD WORK!  EVEN WHEN IT WAS CLEAR THAT SHE WAS JUST A VIOLENT 
MANIAC!  HELL, HER OWN SISTER CALLED HER THAT THE FIRST DAY WE 
MET!  DON'T YOU EVER BLAME ME FOR YOUR STUPIDITY!!!!"	

	"Why you UNGREATFUL LITTLE"

	"SAOTOME SECRET TECHNIQUE!  FAST BREAK!!"  Ranma 
proceeded to race from the scene, up onto the rooftops, and out 
of site, Yuka still clinging to him.  Everyone had paused when 
Ranma shouted the words accept for Genma who knew what it was.  
He, however, was forced to stop when Ranma jumped to the top of 
a second story house.

	"How did the boy do that??"

****

	Ranma looked at Yuka, who was currently clinging onto 
his arm as they sat in a small Chinese restaurant.  After he 
had used the secret technique, Ranma headed out of Nerima to 
allow himself some time to think without distractions.  When he 
had stopped to catch his breath, he found his mouth blocked by a 
pair of soft lips.  When they finally released him for air, 
Ranma looked down to see Yuka giving him an impish grin and a 
blush on her cheeks.  "You're a very good kisser, Ranma-kun."

	Ranma stared at the girl for a moment before his mind 
decided to shut down.  Yuka took advantage of being on top and 
immediately began another kiss.  Ranma's mind began to go into 
panic mode when he felt her tongue slide between his lips.  As 
his mind panicked, his hands went into action.  They immediately 
put themselves between the two bodies and pushed up.  A soft 
moan came from Yuka's throat as Ranma realized what his hands 
were pushing.  Ranma tried to get hi hands out, but in doing so, 
they pressed against a rather sensitive spot on Yuka's body.  
She broke the kiss and pulled her head back, releasing a quiet 
moan.  "Oh, Ranma-kun, we really shouldn't do this in public.  
We can go to my house.  No one is home, so we can entertain each 
other all night."

	Ranma's brain did a jump from panic to uncontrolled 
babble.  "Uh, really Yuka, we really shouldn't, uh do, uh, that 
is, um, well, what I mean to say is we can't, uh, we're really 
much to young to, uh"

	Yuka wasn't one who cared for babble, though.  She just 
shut him up with another kiss.  Once more Ranma went into panic 
mode.  This time, however, he grabbed her by the hips and pushed 
up until the kiss was forcibly broken.  "Yuka, uh, I'm, uh, 
hungry! That's it, I'm rather hungry."

	"Great!"  A smile lit her face.  "We can go to my 
house!  I'll cook you up a meal that you'll never forget!  Then 
we can play around, what do you say?"

	"Um, no, no, I don't want to make you work.  Besides I'm 
in the mood for, uh, Chinese so why don't we go out to a 
restaurant.  My treat?"  And so the two ended up wandering 
around the area until they came to a Chinese restaurant.  Yuka 
spent the entire walk clinging to Ranma's arm and glowing at the 
people who commented on the 'cute couple'.  Ranma, meanwhile, 
spent his time wondering just how he was going to get himself 
out of this mess.  Not even Shampoo had taken such a direct 
approach to him, before.  And now the meal was coming to an end 
and Ranma needed an excuse to keep from going to Yuka's house 
where he was sure that things would happen that would be bad for 
him no matter how enjoyable it might be. (No, no, bad thought, 
down thought!  That type of thinking is very bad!)