Best Of All The Years
By Shimegami
Warnings: Stuff happens. It's still not a happy-fic, some yuri in this part 
(Haruka/Michiru)
Discalimer: Not mine. Don't sue.
AN: Umm.....yeah. Stuff happens. Ranma finally gets to Juuban! There he meets a 
person. Read on to find.
//...//-Dream-flashback thingy
*...*-thoughts

Bets Of All The Years Part Two: Daydream, Nightmare

//...he was fighting against millions of youma, desperately trying to protect 
the civilians in the town behind. His sword blurred and energy crackled
as he prayed to Saturn for help. There was just too damn many!! But he would 
never give up. He would protect the people in the village with all his might.
Suddenly a bright flash occured and more youma poured into the battlefield. He 
took a batte-weary stance and gritted his teeth. He would not survive.
*Peria...forgive me, love. I won't be coming home to you...please survive this 
my love.* The youma all grinned, knowiung they had the lone warrior beaten. He 
sighed,
and summoned up his strength, powering up for the move he knew would kill him 
and the youma. The forbidden move of Saturn that had been locked
away for fear of misuse and it's power. He opened his eyes to stare at the 
youma. He wanted them to know that his demise would be theirs as well.
The smiles faded from thier faces as the regarded the young man before them. He 
softly whispered the words of nightmares.

"Death Reborn Revolution."

A million screams pierced the air, but not joined by one solitary voice.

And then there was silence.//

Ranma woke with a start; jolting out of his dream. The train was silent, the 
people not saying anything. Ranma blinked away the vestiges of his dream.
It felt like an old memory, but that was not possible. He had never fought 
monsters like that, nor by himself. And he never used a sword. Shaking his head, 
Ranma
decided not to try to sort out the dream and concentrated on the present.

::Bing bong...We are now approaching Juuban train station. All passengers who 
are departing please collect their belongings and prepare for debarkment.
Thank you.::

Ranma yawned, and collected his pack. *Well, I'm here in Juuban. I'm not gonna 
make oyaji's mistakes. First things first, I'm getting a job. Then I'll enroll
in whatever high school's here. I'm gonna make something out of myself, I'm 
gonna be the best in everything!* With that resolution in mind, Ranma left the 
train and 
started out on his new life.

***

Michiru stood at the train station, waiting for Haruka's train to come in. She 
was recently returning from a race, and was due to be home. The train pulled up, 
and
Michiru smiled. She watched the people disbarking, looking for a tall masculine 
figure topped with platinum blond hair. A young man stepped off, shouldering a 
pack that
looked five times heavier than himself. Michiru forgot about Haruka as she 
watched this teen. His black hair was long for a boy, and done up in a pigtail. 
He
wore old-style Chinese clothes, a red top and black pants. He moved with a grace 
that suggested power. Michiru followed him with her eyes. he stood at the 
entrance,
a look of rather adorable confusion stuck on his face. Was he lost? Without 
knowing why, Michiru moved closer, until she was standing a few feet off. 
Something...
She had the feeling that she knew him from somewhere before...but she couldn't 
place it...Michiru gasped as a memory hit her-

//-standing there with a dazzling smile on his face, acting like he owned the 
world, as he presented Peria with a boquet of flowers-//

-and quickly returned to normal. Peria? That name...wasn't it Setsuna's Silver 
Millenium name? Was this boy a reincarnation of their past? But how could that 
be?
Aside from the brief flashback she just had, there was no other memory of him. 
Was it just her memory, or was that the only time she had seen him? Michiru 
didn't have
all the answers. And she knew all her answers would be answered by this boy. 
Steeling herself, she walked up behind him and put on a friendly smile. Action 
time.

***

Ranma was feeling lost. Where was he supposed to start? Sure, he had no 
intention of going back, but how exactly did one start over. Scratching his 
head, Ranma tried
to think of a solution. Nothing came to him, and just as his conviction was 
failing him, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Hi! You look lost, can I help?"

Ranma whirled around. Facing him was a...young woman? Late teen? She had long 
teal hair, with eyes to match. A shapely figure with pale skin and a beautiful 
face
topped it all off, and Ranma felt the beginnings of panic. *Oh please, PLEASE 
don't let her be another fiancee!* However, she wasn't looking like she was out 
for
marriage or vengence, she simply seemed like she wanted to help. Relaxing 
slightly, Ranma smiled back and adjusted his pack.

"Yeah, I'm a little lost. Ya see, I'm tryin' to start a new life here and I was 
just wonderin' how ta start."

Michiru smiled. "I can help you with that. Would you like to walk home with me? 
I'm sure my friends and I can help you."

"Ranma grinned, she was trying to be seductive, merely helply and friendly. He 
wasn't naive, just really good at hiding stuff. "Sure! I mean, if it's okay with 
you..."

"Of course! Come on, this way."

Michiru and Ranma walked off.

***

One Tenou Haruka stood in the train station, and wondered where her lover was.

~TBC~

AN: Well, that took a while. No, it's not Michiru/Ranma. I have my pairing for 
him. I hope to have the next part out soon, Ja!