Boundless Night , thought's Light

By Kyokukou

Disclaimer : Do I own Ranma1/2 ? Do I ? Me ? YES INEEDIE I DO , AND I ALSO 
HAVE BILL GATES IN THE TRUNK OF MY CAR WEARING ONLY A SPEEDO ! BWAHAHAHA !


Author's Note : This is a spamfic sidestory to Shadow of Ranma . The 
viewpoint is more firstpersony than what is usually used in Shadow of Ranma 
so it will be a little confusing at first . Sorry . Remember , that Ranma has 
a thought process quite unlike any normal person . 




    Clouds roll on as change rolls about in its endless dance . All the steps 
, the cycle of life , racing about the mortal coil to its end and beginning . 
Stars shine , the vigil of the night , burning as candles that watch 
dynasties fall in a flicker . Wind caresses his face , scents of its journey 
lingering a moment .
    For a moment he turned his attention to the home to his back , leaving 
the expanse of the night to itself , for a moment .
    The daughter of mind lay asleep , cares left at sleep's wall . He 
lingered at the sensation of her life before finding the daughter of passion 
, and the daughter of magic . The sensation of two lives poured into one 
vessel crackled at his own mind . One wept as the other comforted . More 
alone in their togetherness than any knew . So sad . He found the daughter of 
might next . Carrying her power with innocence . Such a beautiful thing to do 
. It is what Midori-san had done . No , that was wishful thinking , Midori-
san had carried her power with tranquility , not innocence . Midori-san had 
lost her innocence long before he had met her . As he had lost his own long 
before she had met him .
    The pain of the past opened his ears to night's call . Once more he 
turned his attention to the stars and rolling clouds . Only in the emptiness 
of night had he found a taste of eternity . As the mirror eyes he had been so 
at one with eternity that sometimes the past and the future were just as real 
as the endless now . As the alabaster eyes he had not known of much 
difference between the future , the past , and now . As he existed as Ranma 
he could only touch a sense of eternity on occasion . Oh , to have a mind 
again that was vaster than the night sky ! Not to feel smothered by the 
confines of his own dim thoughts . But it was not . Karma . What does it 
matter ? What has to be is and what cannot be is not .
    Change danced and clouds rolled with the wind as he simply existed with 
it . He sought solace in the sharp point of a star , comfort in the dark 
clouds , and direction in the race of the night wind . Change led and live 
followed change in the dance , a dance he used to see all the steps to . But 
tonight he was content to find peace and watch one step in the duet change 
and life danced upon the mortal coil . The only guide in the boundless night 
, was thoughts' fair light .
    Too soon the step was past and the pair had danced on , leaving thoughts' 
light cast upon nothing . With a sigh he stood , silently thanking the night 
for a touch of eternity once more . Again he would do his best to forget the 
past , forget the future , and think of the unending now that he was confined 
to .
    He looked to the house , such a contrast to the night sky . The very 
walls wept with the lives in it . 
    How strange life was . For a time he had been given eternity , but with 
the blessing of being still fettered to the mortal coil . All his life up 
until that time and what little he had lived after it had so much and so 
little meaning . So strange to be given an understanding , only to have it 
taken away and left with the barest impressions . So what was he to do with 
the rest of his journey along the mortal coil ? Ah , a question for eternity 
, what now ? He would think of it among another night , in another now .
    Breathing in the scent of those inside the home he stepped across the 
veranda . Putting impressions of eternity , of love , of times long past , 
and of another mind , into their place he stepped into the Tendo living room 
. Taking the concerns of a young man who divorced himself from eternity from 
their place he felt the world lighten as his eyes did so , night violet to 
day blue . 
" You're up late , Ranma ?" Kasumi was startled by his unexpected appearance 
as she entered the room from the kitchen .
    He gave her the smile her innocence always brought to him . " I was 
admiring the sky ."
" Don't you mean the stars ?"
" Yes , and no ." He started toward the stairs . " There is so much more than 
the stars . It's often overlooked in it's simple beauty ."
    He left the daughter of might behind as he ascended the stairs . Tomorrow 
was waiting .






























Second Author's note :
    Don't feel bad if this freaks you out or simply leaves you screaming WHAT 
THE @&%# ? I'm not sure I fully understand it and I'm the one who wrote it !