Well, I'm swamped with my fics, so I thought I'd throw one of those
ideas out for any who wanted it. It's... well, easiest way to
explain is to show:

Kasumi wrung her hands as she waited anxiously. She was sitting on a bench
at the local park, waiting for her contact. He had said that he'd be there
by 3pm. It was now 3:30pm.

"Hello. Do you mind if I sit here?" a voice asked from nearby.

Kasumi spun to face the speaker. The silent hope in her eyes died as she 
saw that it was not the one described to her, it was a teenage blonde girl
who was dressed in jogging clothes. The girl was soaked, presumably with
sweat, and she was carrying a water bottle. It looked like she'd been 
jogging for a while.

"Oh please sit, there's no need to ask." Kasumi said.

The blonde collapsed into the bench with a sigh. After a silent couple of
minutes, the girl looked at Kasumi and hesitantly said "You look like your
waiting for someone. Boyfriend?"

Kasumi shook her head. "No. No... it's... Oh, I shouldn't bother a stranger
with my troubles."

"No, no. I don't mind." the blonde protested. "Come on, you can tell me.
Sometimes it helps to talk to a stranger."

Kasumi thought about it, before she nodded. "It's my youngest sister. She's
been kidnapped by some Chinese Prince. The martial artists we knew couldn't
stand before him, and when we went to the police and the embassy, we hit a
stone wall. It seems that the government wasn't willing to make so much 
noise over one girl, so they shushed things up. Then, my other sister told
me about this organisation that might help..."

"Oh? And what organisation would that be?" the blonde asked with interest.

"Some sort of mercenary group." Kasumi explained. "Martial artists. Apparently
they help out those in need. It seemed like a long shot, but... but we're
just so desperate. We just want our Akane back, before they do something 
horrible to her." Kasumi's eyes shimmered, it was obvious that she wasn't
far from breaking apart emotionally.

She bit back a sob, before she continued. The jogger had been such a good
listener, Kasumi felt she could say anything to the girl. "So that's why
I'm here. I'm waiting for a man to contact me, a man from the group. But
he's late... he... he's not coming. We... we'll never see our Akane-chan
again." Kasumi couldn't hold it anymore, she started to sob.

"Hey, hey!" the jogger said softly as she unscrewed the cap of her water
bottle. "It's ok. Now, did this man you were supposed to meet have some
sort of name?"

Kasumi nodded as she dried her tears, her sorrow abated by the jogger's
tone. "Y...yes. He said his name was R..." she blinked. "I've forgotten
his name!" she cried, dismayed. "Rana? Ramer? Ramen?"

"Ranma?" the girl suggested as she swirled her water bottle thoughtfully.
Steam was wafting from the bottle's opening.

Kasumi nodded. She looked into the jogger's eyes and said "How did you
know that?"

"Because..." the jogger said as she calmly took off her blonde wig, to 
reveal firey red hair, "I am..." she poured the watery contents of the
bottle onto herself, wincing at the hot liquid, "Ranma Saotome." the jogger
finished as the water cast a magical effect over her, turning her into 
a guy, with black hair instead of red.

"How..." Kasumi blurted before she remembered the tales Nabiki had told her
of this man's team. If he was who he claimed to be, then he was Ranma Saotome,
the leader of the team and its disguise expert. She'd never believed the
stories Nabiki had told her about this man's supposed diguising abilities.
But it was obviously true.

"Did she check out?" another voice rang out from behind her. Kasumi whirled
about to see that three men had snuck up on her. The one who had spoken was
best described as bishonen, a truly handsome man with brown hair, hair that
he was currently running a comb through. The second man had a perpetual
scowl on his face, it gave him a tough appearance, an impression that was
not helped at all by the yellow and black bandanna he wore, and the copious
gold jewellery strung about his neck. The third man had long black hair, 
and he looked just as tough as his compatriots. Unitl he walked into a nearby
tree.

"Excuse me madam." the third man said politely to the tree.

Ranma rolled his eyes, before he said "Yeah, she's on the level." He turned
from the other men back to Kasumi, and he continued "I'm sorry, Miss Tendo,
but we can't be too careful about who hires us. We are fugitives, after all.
I'd better introduce my team to you."

He pointed to the first man, and said "That's Mikado." Mikado nodded, before
he took Kasumi's hand and gallantly kissed it. Kasumi blushed slightly at
his forwardness.

Next, Ranma pointed to the second man. "Ryouga, our weapons expert." Ryouga
nodded.

Lastly Ranma pointed to the third man. "And this is 'Mad' Mousse, our 
pilot."

"How do you do?" Mousse asked politely. To a nearby shrub.

"He's your pilot?" Kasumi asked.

"And people wonder why I don't like flying." Ryouga muttered.

"Well, yes." Ranma said, shooting Ryouga a dirty glance. "He's pretty good,
when he keeps his glasses on. Anyway, Miss Tendo, you need not worry. The
R-Team has decided to take your case."

"Thank goodness!" Kasumi sighed.



(Gung-ho type music starts up as a deep-voiced narrator starts to speak
over stock footage of martial artists beating the crap out of each other.)
Narrator: In 1995, a crack team of martial artists were charged with a
          crime they did not commit. Unfairly incarcerated, they escaped
          and became fugitives from justice. They set out to help those
          who needed help but could not get it, those who needed...
          The R-Team.
(Gung-ho music goes overboard.)

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That's right, a Ranma1/2 and A-Team Fusion Fic! 

With:
Ranma - Leader guy.
Mikado - Handsome guy.
Ryouga- Mr T guy.
Mousse- Crazy guy.
(Give me a break, it's been about ten years since I saw the show)

Good gods no, I'm not serious. Do you really think I would have written 
a full fic on this? How sad do you think I am? No, don't answer that, please.

^_^

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Mark Doherty  -  mdoherty@mailbox.uq.edu.au
My fanfics are at http://www.uq.edu.au/~zzhdoher

"Kawaii must die."