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Notes: Ranma and Sailor Moon are property of true artists with more creativity (and money) then me. I am using them without permission, but trying to handle with care…sort of. There is violence, bad language, and adult themes and situations. You know…the fun stuff.

Still for Janice, who hasn't left me yet for some strange reason…

Reader Note: If you haven't read One Half a Wing and a Prayer, go do that first. Otherwise you may be spinning your wheels here.

In the beginning, God created manga, and it was good.

Then God created Rumiko Takahashi, and she was good.

Takahashi-sensei created Ranma ½, and fans rejoiced.

Then fans created fanfiction, and God said, "Now that's fucked up."

-Creation of the Multiverse, vol. 69

Ranma had to admit that he was probably the luckiest schmuck on the planet.

He was riding the train into one of the more central wards of Tokyo and while his seat was uncomfortable, his companions were not.

Napping lightly and cuddling his left arm was the blue haired Amazon, Shampoo. Her face was open and cute as she leaned against him, her cheek on his shoulder. Past that Ranma looked down to admire the swell of her breasts, held tightly by the form hugging short Chinese dress she was wearing and on to her long, perfectly formed legs that were shown in almost all their glory.

On his right, leaning lightly on him as she read, was Nabiki Tendo. Her sharp, intelligent eyes scanning up and down as she read her book and her close cut brown hair brushing his ear in a ticklish manner. Her form was no less beautiful to him then Shampoo's, and she packaged it in an orange, sleeveless t-shirt that was perhaps half a size too small, and denim cutoffs that tempted the imagination.

Needless to say, that every heterosexual man on the train was burning with jealousy towards the young man.

The train pulled into a station, and hearing the stop announcement Ranma roused his Amazon wife, Shampoo, and the three of them stood. Walking out of the train, Ranma's arms wrapped around the waists of his two loves, he prepared himself for the most arduous of male duties in the service of the women they love.

He was going to hold the bags while they shopped.

One Half a Wing and a Prayer: Fly Me to the Moon

Developed by Dragon_Man180 and tirsis

Written by Seth

Chapter 1: Back in the Saddle

Shampoo had thought that Nerima was a big city, but when Nabiki had insisted on going shopping out of town she simply was not prepared for the size of the shopping district in Juuban. In Nerima the tallest of buildings was at the most five stories. Here the towers were five times that size or more. Stores were not small fronts side by side, but whole floors or entire buildings. The Amazon wished she had brought her Grandmother along just to take in this incredible sight.

Ranma and Nabiki guided the wonder struck girl along, smiling at her reactions. Ranma was almost as bad though, not having been in this part of the city in years.

What the trio did notice through the amazement however was the signs of battle.

They had, of course, heard the stories of monsters preying on bystanders and magical girls coming to the rescue. But now they saw the results. Stonework that had obviously been redone recently, repaved roadways, shining new street lamp posts. It was almost like Nerima except that no one had run up to challenge them to a fight yet.

Turning their attention back to shopping, the trio set off down a row of clothing stores. The wares ranged from business to casual, and Nabiki saw that the quality of the goods was actually slightly above Furinkan standards.

"I knew we should have come here sooner," she said as she looked a display of summer dresses.

Ranma chuckled, "It would have been a little rough getting here while dodging Guild assassins and every other nut we've dealt with. Now that things have calmed down and Dizzy and Alexis are running interference for us we should be able to relax for a little while."

Nabiki snorted, "Relax, you? Not likely. I'm surprised you didn't want us to roof hop all the way here for training."

"Damn," Ranma answered with a frown, "I hadn't thought of that."

Nabiki groaned and Shampoo put her arm around her Amazon sister's shoulders, "You should know better then to mention training to husband. He too too much enjoys working us over."

The Tendo girl sighed, and then looked at Shampoo with a smirk, "And you don't love it at all when he works us over, do you?" She punctuated this observation with a discrete pinch of the other girl's bottom. Shampoo responded with a giggle of her own and Ranma rolled his eyes.

"You two are insatiable." As both the girls pointed looks he shrugged, "Ok, ok. Point taken. Big bad sex demoness is excitable too." The three of them had a good laugh at this and continued on their way.

**********

Half a block away another figure moved through the crowd. It was patient, it had been for some time, and now was an opportunity it couldn't pass up. For months now it had been planning on how to get revenge on Ranma, and now the boy was away from the protection of the cabal he had formed. Now only the psychic and the half-cat stood in its way, and with the element of surprise they would not be a problem.

And that element was guaranteed with the use of this, forbidden, technique.

The figure continued to move through the crowd, unseen by all.

**********

Nabiki finally felt like taking a break and started looking for a place where the trio could sit down and maybe have a snack.

"How about that place?" She said as she pointed up to a small café above an arcade.

Shampoo smiled, "Shampoo smells much sugar up there. Smells very good."

"Hold on," Ranma said, shifting his grip on the bags he was holding, "If we're going up there at least let me change first."

Nabiki chuckled, "Your girl side's sweet tooth is relentless, isn't it?"

Ranma nodded furiously and dumped an armful of bags on each girl as he darted off into an ally. Nabiki and Shampoo recovered quickly from the sudden weight and looked at each other, laughing at the antics of their lover.

Moments later a short, busty redhead came bouncing out of the alley, a large smile on her face as she easily took the bulk of the bags back. Her clothes were identical to the boy that had entered, but the eyes were a brighter blue, almost shining in the daylight. Shampoo and Nabiki had also felt the change as Ranma's Jusenkyo transformation had occurred due to the enchanted bond mark that both now wore with their Mistress present.

The three girls fell into step and went up the stairs into the Crown Café.

**********

The corner booth of the Crown Cafe was once more full. It had become an almost regular hangout for a group of five girls over the last few years for two reasons. The first was that this was their favorite café and this was the only booth big enough for them. The second was that they were able to keep a lookout for people who could overhear them if they had to discuss matters pertaining to their other identities.

After all, the double life of a Sailor Senshi was fraught with peril.

And as anyone will tell you the best cure for peril is Death by Chocolate.

And even though the peril was over for them, at least as far as they knew, their leader was more then willing to indulge in said confectionary. In fact to get between her and her treat would in fact create a new peril, one that no mortal could endure.

The dreaded 'crybaby' attack independently mastered by the great Soun Tendo and this young girl, Usagi Tsukino, a.k.a. Sailor Moon.

Her friends, Ami Mizuno, Makoto Kino, Minako Aino and Rei Hino knew to leave their Princess alone as she devoured her dessert. Instead they chatted back and forth about other matters. Boys, the lull in monster activity, boys, the upcoming movie they all wanted to see, boys, the latest class project they had to endure, and incidentally, boys.

"I'm telling you, those guys by the pool couldn't take their eyes off you," the tall, brunette Makoto said to her shorter, blue haired friend.

Ami blushed profusely and managed to get out, "No they weren't. All the other girls were there too."

The blond and bubbly Minako countered, "Sorry girl, but Mako is right. Coming off the diving board, you were like a mermaid. Face it, when you stop thinking about it you are one cute girl."

"Oh stop teasing poor Ami," the raven haired Rei interrupted. "Besides, all those boys are just stupid. None of them think clearly anytime a girl is involved."

"This coming from the girl who goes to an all girl's school," Minako countered. "Just because you have to remain celibate doesn't mean the rest of us have too." She turned and pointed a finger at their blond, twin pony tailed leader, "And don't you mention a word about your precious Mamo-chan, Usagi."

Usagi gave a big, and ice cream covered smile to her friend, "I'm keeping out of it this time. I'm just glad I have him, and ice cream. Oh ice cream; you won't ever forsake me, will you?"

Makoto looked over at Usagi, cooing into her dish and sighed, "Nice to know where a girl's priorities lie."

The girls laughed at this, but suddenly Rei shivered and her eyes started darting around.

Usagi stopped talking to her treat and looked up, "Are you alright, Rei?"

"No," the part time shrine maiden answered, "I feel a presence. Powerful and dark, like a shadow is reaching for my heart."

The others instantly turned sober. Rei's predictions had seldom been wrong, and for one to make itself known when not involving the sacred fire of her shrine, it was foreboding indeed.

Suddenly Rei's head whipped around, eyes locked onto the entrance to the café as three girls came through. They were casually dressed, even if two of them wore Chinese styled clothing. One even had hair a similar shade to Ami's own blue. And the redhead in the middle put Makoto's own generous endowments to shame, but their appearance was not what drew Rei's attention.

A shadow swelled around the redhead, clinging to her body and reaching out with dark tendrils to grasp onto the other two. As the disguised Senshi of Mars stared deeper she felt herself drawn in by the darkness, her body heating as she felt it beckon her.

It suddenly stopped as she heard a snap in her head and she locked eyes with the most normal looking of the group.

"You really shouldn't pry," a voice said inside her head. "Though it is interesting to find another like me."

Rei spoke softly, "Who are you? How are you doing this?"

"Oh ho, good questions. But we really shouldn't talk like this. Your friends are worried about you. Look back at them."

The connection was broken and Rei found herself being shaken by Minako.

"Are you ok, Rei? You were kind of spacing out there, talking to nobody."

"I'm fine," Rei said, shrugging off the blond. "I'm fine. But those three aren't. I think the redhead is a yoma or something. She may be controlling the other two."

Usagi looked over to where the trio was being seated, "Are you sure? They look normal to me."

"No, they aren't," Rei said firmly.

**********

"Oh brother," Nabiki groaned when the waitress had left them.

Ranma blinked and looked up over the menu she was salivating on…er…reading, "What is it?"

Nabiki shook her head, "There's another psychic in here, and from the feel of her probe she thinks you're some kind of threat."

Shampoo let her eyes covertly dart around the room, taking in every detail, "Is going to be trouble?"

"I don't know," Nabiki answered. "She's trained, and trained well. Her mind is very disciplined, and she had some weird power backing it up. I'm stronger, but not by a hell of a lot unless I tap into the bond."

Ranma nodded and sent a small tendril of power to her lover, "Just boost our defenses, make sure she doesn't try to read our minds, that's all. I don't want to pick a fight if we don't have to."

As Nabiki wove a mental barrier she smirked, "You don't? That has to be a first. Besides, whoever she is, I'm not sure she knows how to actively probe. It's almost like her power is working passively."

Ranma joined Shampoo in cataloging any threats in the small café. She let a tiny filament of her core demonic energy filter into her eyes and the redhead's perception changed, seeing the life energy flowing though every person here. Slowly glancing around the room, her eyes came to rest on the corner booth, and the life energy there nearly blinded her.

"Damn," Ranma whispered out slowly. "Those five are freaking power plants. I've never seen so much energy before." She felt Nabiki tap into her senses for a moment and the brown haired girl nodded.

"The one with the faint red tinge is the psychic."

Shampoo briefly studied the girls, "They definitely not fighters like us. We stay or go?"

Ranma turned off her power and grumbled, "I want my ice cream, damn it. I'm not going to let some jumped up, paranoid psychic girl stop me. There's a parfait with my name on it, and I will enjoy all those empty calories, so help me god!"

**********

The figure stood patiently outside the café. It was out of the way of pedestrian traffic and still unseen by anyone, but it was no fool. If the attack was carried out in such a place there would be a great deal of trouble. Too close quarters and too many other people to get in the way. The next step was to wait, and hope the target would come out and go somewhere more secluded.

The figure did not care about being observed, rather it was worried about the demon using other people as energy, increasing its advantage and negating the element of surprise.

It didn't matter who stood in the way. The goal was all that mattered.

**********

Rei was insistent, "We need to watch them. We follow them when they leave so then if they cause trouble we can be there to stop it."

"Are you sure you aren't being a little paranoid," Usagi asked. "Not everything has to be a plot to take over the world. We're supposed to be done with all the big threats to the future for now. At least that's what Setsuna said."

Minako nodded, "Maybe your mind is playing tricks on you. We've all gotten kind of used to running off and saving the day. You could have gotten a little addicted to it."

"No, she may be right," Ami spoke up. Her hands had been in her lap where the tiny but powerful Mercury computer sat. "According to my scans the three girls over there are giving off highly abnormal signatures. One is definitely a psychic as Rei said. The other two are wrapped in a strange magic aura of some kind. And the redhead is giving off a dark energy signature, but it's much more powerful then any yoma we've ever faced. She could be very dangerous."

"Just when I thought it would be safe for a while," muttered Minako as she leaned over her drink, straw in mouth. Usagi joined her fellow blond in lamenting and they gave off a simultaneous sigh.

But the surprises from the newcomers did not end there.

"Oh my god," whispered Makoto as she glanced at the booth containing their potential enemy. "I thought only Usagi ate like that."

The other's looked now, and even the Senshi eating machine, Sailor Moon herself had to admit she was impressed. The redhead was tearing into a confection with wonton abandon, an empty dish already by her side and a slice of double chocolate cake being placed on the table in front of her by a disturbed looking waitress.

Nor did she slow down as the cake vanished.

Or the parfait.

Or the cheesecake.

"I am not that bad," Usagi stated plainly as another two dishes of ice cream vanished into the redhead.

"No kidding," Rei said, her eyes wide at the spectacle. "I take back half the things I've ever said about your eating."

"Thank you," the blond replied. "Wait a second. Only half?"

"Cool it you two," Makoto chided, "They're finishing up."

Minako nodded, "We'll give them a little lead, and then tail them. We'll keep our friends close and our enemies at arm's length."

The four other girls looked at her with expressions of disbelief and she could only ask one question.

"Do I have something on my face?"

**********

After Ranma had gorged herself on the sweet treats provided by the small restaurant, and Shampoo and Nabiki had sat back and watched her in mild awe and disgust, the bill was paid, after Ranma had once more used her 'Uber Cute Eyes Attack' with a touch of 'Chest Bounce Surprise Strike' to get it reduced by a fair margin.

Nabiki shook her head, "You really are a succubus, aren't you?"

"As if awesome sex not give that away," Shampoo giggled.

"Aw, come on," Ranma grumbled, "even with the pay raise as Renee's I still have to be aware of my spending. I do believe my lovely girlfriend almost beat me to tapioca when she looked at my previous accounting methods."

"Doodles on napkins do not a budget make, Lover Girl," Nabiki smirked as the three of them walked down the café stairs and turned back into the pedestrian traffic. In her mental voice she continued, "What are we going to do about our tail?"

"Are they really coming after us," Ranma asked.

Nabiki did a quick scan, but hardly had to as five pairs of eyes peaked out from behind the shrubbery they had just passed. Apparently the girls following them had ducked into the greenery despite the attention that it drew from the other people on the street.

"Total amateurs," she snorted out loud.

Ranma glanced back and almost laughed out loud, "Ok, let's lose them. I don't want to deal with more people out to kill me, especially incompetent ones."

Shampoo and Nabiki nodded, and the three of them ducked into an alley. Moving quickly they launched themselves upwards, using powerful jumps to bound from one wall to another until they had reached the rooftops of the buildings. Ranma glanced back down and saw the five girls duck into the alley as well, looking around in confusion.

"So long, suckers," the redhead whispered.

**********

Another pursuer was not so stymied by the trio's escape to the rooftops. They had long ago mastered the ways of the thief, and following the three youths was child's play.

Here would be a good place to strike. No witnesses to see the act, and no chance for help to arrive from the boy's home.

And yet, the attacker hesitated. There was something that put him out of ease, and it was simple to deduce what. Up here there was too much open air to give the boy an advantage. The sky was the winged demon's weapon, and not even the element of surprise could counter that.

Months of patience were about to pay off. What were a few more hours?

**********

Shampoo touched down lightly in a stand of trees. The park around her was beautiful and even though the city was only a few hundred yards away it reminded her of home. The Amazon village was deep in the woods of China and the trees would always be home to her.

"You're right," Ranma said softly as she dropped down next to the blue haired warrior girl. Shampoo looked into her lover's eyes and felt the connection between them. Ranma continued, "I felt your thoughts through the bond. I kinda feel the same way; the village was home to me too."

Nabiki came up to them, "Maybe, but we have a home here now as well. You two may love the great outdoors, but I need my internet connection and cable TV, damn it." The smirk on her face was wide and she nodded over her shoulder, "We defiantly lost them, but I don't think they've given up. The little ESPer of theirs really had a stick up her butt about your 'dark aura'."

"Not my fault demons are disliked by humans," the redhead grunted. "Besides, if she could have kept up with us I would have given her a crack at me just to see how good she was."

Shampoo slapped Ranma on the back of the head, "You always go look for trouble. Guild want you dead. Boy Kuno loose in the head. You maybe want piss off old demon hunter clan, or maybe Japanese army while you at it?"

"It would be a good fight," the demoness said as she rubbed the back of her head.

Hearing enough, Shampoo and Nabiki looked at each other and dove at their lover, intent on launching a tickle assault that would have her in tears, but the nimble redhead started dodging like crazy, laughing with the two most important people in her life.

Suddenly, Nabiki froze in her pursuit of her loved ones, her eyes wide. Spinning in place she looked about the clearing they were in, eyes darting back and forth. Shampoo and Ranma felt her distress though their link and stopped their antics as well.

Ranma asked in a whisper, "What is it, Nabs?"

"We are not alone," the psychic girl said, "and they are very hostile."

Shampoo and Ranma nodded and took up flanking positions on either side of the Tendo, both scanning the tree line for any sign of their observer. Ranma again pushed demonic energy into her eyes, but there was nothing to see.

"LOOK OUT!"

Nabiki's cry caught the redhead off guard, and as she spun in place to see what Nabiki was looking at she saw a form shimmer into existence between the three of them. It was tall, widely built and wore a grey cloak that hid its features.

With lightning speed and cruel efficiency it delivered a hard kick to Shampoo's stomach, sending the warrior girl flying, and a massive backhand to Nabiki's head that sent the girl reeling.

Ranma moved in a flash, darting in to strike at the form, but a flash of metal was all she saw at it ducked under her punch.

Then fire erupted in her chest.

The demoness looked down to see a large hand pushing a silver dagger into her, attempting to pierce her heart. With a heave her wings burst from her back, tearing though hidden seams in her shirt, and with a mighty flap she pulled away from her attacker, the dagger only half way in.

Gasping for air she reached for the handle, pulling the weapon free and quickly covering the wound to slow the flow of blood. She looked up to see her attacker pull another dagger out of his cloak along with a handful of paper spirit wards.

Her adversary moved forward, and she saw a glint of glasses under the hood of the cloak.

"Hello, boy," said a familiar voice.

"Pops?"

To be continued…

Endnote: He's ba-ack. I've been thinking about this for a while, and it wasn't until Dragon_Man180 wrote me that I started to really consider doing a SM cross with this timeline. It will be different then my other story, Polarity. We started kicking ideas back and forth, and now this will be the result. Yes, Genma is back. Yes the Senshi will become involved. No, Ranma will not be a Senshi, as a matter of fact, none of the NWC will be. Yes, Ranma is going to be in SO much trouble. Until next time…I actually don't have anything funny to say here…go figure.