Last revised: 02/10/00

I've rewritten some portions of this prologue, with the main changes being in Quatre's cursed form -- instead of a huge lion, he's now a wildcat (about the size of a bobcat or lynx).

Also, I refer to all characters by their original sex (not the sex of the cursed form). I also occasionally add suffixes to let you know that the person is in cursed form. If you guys find this confusing, let me know!

I'd like to thank SuzakuNoHi, Reishin, and Karasu7729 for helping me to work out the ideas for this bit of insanity. ^_^ I'd also like to thank Ryu-chan and her delightful online roleplaying for giving me the inspiration for dealing with Wufei....

Please fasten your seat belt and securely stow your sanity in the overhead compartments or under the seat in front of you.

Warning - General craziness ahead....

Short Disclaimer: (Full Disclaimers at the end)

Gundam Wing and other series are copyright of their respective creators and all distributors of their work and used without permission.

In an high-pitched and absolutely adorable voice, Wufei shrieked, "Now look what you did, Quatre! She's out cold!!!"

He was stating the obvious. Sally Po lay on the floor where she had just fainted.

The gold, blue-eyed wildcat stared at the shimmering, ruby- and gold-scaled miniature dragon -- about as large as a mid-sized iguana -- that hopped about furiously on Sally's desk and waved its cute clawed arms around wildly as little wisps of flame escaped from its muzzle.

As the wildcat hunched its furry shoulders guiltily, a small brown piglet, one of its green eyes obscured with a long dangling tuft of hair, blinked its one visible eye and mutely shrugged.

The wildcat suddenly held up a sign that read, {It was an accident!}. The sign flipped and the back read, {I didn't mean to knock over the water pitcher!}

Small elegant wings unfolded from the minidragon's back and Wufei took to the air. As he flew in a dizzying pattern of twists and loops, he growled, "We were supposed to break the news to her slowly!"

The wildcat's new sign said in big, hastily scrawled letters, {At least you can TALK!!!}

"And where the hell's Duo!?" fumed Wufei, zooming around Sally's office like a giant bumblebee on a massive sugar high.

Starting to look a bit cross-eyed from trying to follow Wufei's wildly zipping flight, Quatre-neko put a sign reading, {He went to tell Heero about what happened.}

Wufei froze in mid-flap. Fortunately, he was over the cot so he landed on something soft. The miniature dragon, the wildcat, and the small piglet stared at each other over Sally Po's unconscious body and sweatdropped....

In another part of the city, on the campus of an exclusive boarding school, a soaking wet Duo Maxwell skidded down the hallway in a desperate search for a bathroom. Just as he saw one, a sharp female voice said, "You're the new student, aren't you?"

Duo spun around and smiled weakly at the formidable looking school official standing behind him.

"Ummmm... yeah."

The coldly elegant woman consulted the folder in her hand, then gave Duo a highly critical stare. In a stern voice, she snapped, "There's an obvious mistake in your file. Undoubtedly a careless clerical error on someone's part."

"Well...."

"Never mind. I'll deal with the problem personally."

If Duo wasn't having enough personal problems of his own, he would have felt sorry for the poor people in the school's registration office.

The woman continued, "I'll have you know that the dress code of the Rinkan school is very strict. Decorum is of utmost importance. You're out of uniform." She scowled. "EXTREMELY out of uniform."

Duo grinned nervously and mumbled, "Heh... heh... sorry about that, but it was raining...."

"Hmph. That's no excuse. Well, come on."

"Huh?"

"Don't just stand there like a clumsy dolt. You need to get changed."

"But...."

"Come on! Classes have already started and you're wasting time. I'm sure we can find a spare uniform that fits."

"But...."

The woman grabbed Duo's elbow and firmly marched her captive down the hallway.

Heero sat in the classroom and coldly ignored the giggling teenaged girls behind him. Where the hell were the other pilots? Over a week ago, he and the others had gone their separate ways to handle individual missions, but they were all supposed to rendezvous at this campus yesterday. Now they were late.

Heero found the silence the most troubling. Surely Trowa or Quatre would have contacted him and notified him of any delays. Short of catastrophe, Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei were always prompt. So was Duo, despite his scattered-brained behavior. The braided idiot might be late for classes, yes, but not for missions.

He stared out the window at the pouring rain and scowled as he did his best to convince himself that he wasn't worried about his fellow pilots, especially a certain long-haired fool. Behind him, the classroom door opened and the room started buzzing with comments from the other boys.

"Wow, she's cute!"
"Man, I think I'm in love!"
"I get first dibs!"
"Like hell you do!"
"Look at that figure! And that hair! You could drown in that stuff!"

As he continued to look out the window, Heero thought uneasily to himself, (No, it can't be. She couldn't have found me THIS quickly....)

The teacher coughed loudly and sternly said, "Quiet down and please welcome our new transfer student."

(What am I going to do about her....)

Heero's thoughts came to a screeching halt when he heard a familiar, cheerful voice. Well, an almost familiar voice... it still had the unmistakable vibrant, rich, slightly husky tones... but it wasn't nearly as deep as it should be.

"Hi! My name's Duo Maxwell. Glad to meet you!"

Heero whipped his head around and nearly fell out of his seat when he got his first good look at Duo. With his mouth agape, he stared blankly at the stunningly beautiful girl with the familiar butt-length chestnut braid and bright violet eyes. She stood in front of the class, dressed in the standard Rinkan schoolgirl uniform which consisted of full length black tights, dark green short skirt, and a matching tailored green vest over a white long-sleeved shirt.

Duo's cheeks were decidedly flushed as he waved hello to the enthusiastic crowd of boys. The Deathscythe pilot flicked a quick, nervous glance in Heero's direction, then blushed even more.

(He damn well BETTER be blushing! What does that idiot think he's DOING!?!?) the cobalt-eyed teenager thought furiously to himself.

"Duo, please take a seat next to Mr. Yuy. Class, turn to page 43...."

Heero couldn't trust himself *not* to grab Duo by the throat and start strangling the deranged idiot then and there, so he kept his gazed fixed on his textbook and refused to look in the other's direction.

As the teacher droned on, he managed to get hold of his temper and snuck a quick peek at Duo. Heero had to admit that Duo's disguise absolutely flawless. Certainly, none of the other students remotely suspected that Duo wasn't a girl.

But wait until they were alone....

Heero was forced to sit, seethe, and brood through three agonizing hours of classes. And at every opportunity, the other boys and even some of the girls in the class hovered and flirted with Duo. Finally, at lunchtime, Heero stalked by Duo's desk, gave the Deathscythe pilot a lethal stare, and marched out of the classroom.

Duo twitched uneasily, then hastily said, "If you guys will excuse me...."

Amid loud mutters of disappointment that the new babe in the class, like many of the other girls, had fallen for the sullen Heero, Duo briskly left the classroom and discreetly followed Heero out of the school building.

There was still a slight drizzle in the air as Duo rounded a corner. Suddenly, he felt a steely grip on his arm. Without a word, Heero dragged off his fellow Gundam pilot to a secluded spot behind one of the school buildings. As soon as the Wing pilot was sure that they were not observed, he spun Duo around -- nearly getting himself clobbered by Duo's braid -- and shoved his companion hard against the wall.

"Duo, what the hell are you doing dressing up as a girl!?"

"Uh... Heero... I can explain....."

"Explain!? How can you possibly explain THIS!" He jabbed his finger into one of the soft, perfectly proportioned mounds on Duo's chest.

"OUCH! Shit, Heero, that hurt!" Duo yelped.

Heero shook his head sharply, like a bull pestered by a relentless fly.

"You can drop the act, Duo! What's with this ridiculous getup!?" the Wing pilot growled furiously as he yanked open Duo's vest and shirt and grabbed at Duo's bra....

But his fingers closed on something that was definitely not padding, nor was it anything plastic. His hand was clutching something soft and warm, as only real flesh could be.

"...."

Duo's face turned bright red and he looked away as Heero ever so slowly tugged the edge of the bra down. It was as if the Wing pilot was afraid to visually confirm what his fingers had already told him.

In a strangled voice, Heero choked out, "Duo... how...?"

The Deathscythe pilot shrugged and chuckled weakly.

"Well, you see... the other guys and I sort of had this accident...."

"ACCIDENT!?!?!?"

".... accident at these weird springs in China...."

In the region of Earth that was Wufei Chang's ancestral homeland, the natives once spoke of a mysterious place in whispers and shuddered in pure dread at the mere mention of its name. Despite numerous warnings, people kept getting lured to the forbidden spot and kept falling victim to its terrible power. But at the end of the twentieth century, a cataclysmic event led most people to believe that the horrible place's power had been forever broken. Real events soon became nothing more than mere folktales and legends.

But everyone had been wrong. The power had not been destroyed. Instead, it merely slumbered as it slowly regained its strength. And finally, after several centuries, the valley's magic awoke with a vengeance and once again, hapless victims were once again lured to its seemingly tranquil waters, only to be confronted by a myriad of terrible dooms.

Such was the fate of the unfortunate souls who dared to set foot near the infamous valley of the cursed springs.

And Jusenkyo was not about to be satisfied with only four victims....

In an expensive hotel in the same city as the Rinkan campus, a slight altercation was taking place.

"Get off of me!!!"

Picture frames rattled on the walls of the expensive hotel suite as a furiously blushing Dorothy Catalonia grabbed and flung Relena Peacecraft across the room. As Relena slowly slid to the floor in a limp heap, Dorothy turned and froze as she caught sight of her own image in a mirror.

(Oh god, look at me!)

A pair of incredibly cute furry cat ears poked out of her long blond hair while a long feline tail protruded from under a very short, very tight miniskirt. An equally skimpy halter top seemed barely adequate to cover her breasts which appeared to have nearly doubled in size.

"Hot water, hot water, got to get some hot water," Dorothy frantically muttered to herself.

The door behind her burst open and a member of the hotel staff exclaimed, "Miss Catalonia, I heard the noise. Is something wrong!?"

She took a wary step back as the young man's expression of concern turned into a now familiar look of lecherous idiocy.

"Get a grip on yourself, you fool!" Dorothy yelled, but he only seemed interested in her now awe-inspiring bust line. He lunged, only to have Dorothy's foot firmly planted in his face.

"Now what?" she muttered in exasperation as she stared down on the unconscious young man. Her rhetorical question was almost instantly answered as someone grabbed her breasts from behind.

Grinding her teeth, Dorothy turned to look behind her, glared at the blond-haired teenaged boy blissfully rubbing his cheeks against her exquisitely curved butt, and growled in a dangerous voice.

"RE-LE-NA!!!"

In the meantime....

"Sir, this is the designated location."

Treize Khushrenada peered around at the serenely glistening pools of water scattered all over the small valley, then turned to glance quizzically at Lady Une. Standing behind the OZ general, a masked Zechs Merquise said in a suspicious voice, "It looks innocent enough. There doesn't appear to be anything that would so attract the Gundam pilots' attention. Are you sure, Lady Une?"

She frowned through her glasses and tapped the scanner in her hands thoughtfully. "If this equipment is calibrated properly, then this is the spot. But I seem to be getting some rather strange readings."

Treize uttered a thoughtful "Hmmm...."

When Une noticed the OZ general approaching a rumpled heap of cloth lying near the edge of one of the pools, she hastily stepped toward him shouting, "Sir, stay away! It could be a booby...!" Suddenly, her left boot slipped on a damp, mossy stone and she skidded at full speed into the nearest pool.

Splash One.

When she fell, Une's scanner went flying into the air. It ricocheted off of Zechs' silver mask, who fell over backward into another innocent looking pool.

Splash Two.

The flying scanner then ended up neatly smacking the startled Treize right in the face. Instantly knocked out cold, the young general toppled into a gently steaming spring.

Splash Three.

The score so far....

Jusenkyo: 9 Humans: 0

Author's Notes:

For anyone not familiar with Ranma 1/2, Jusenkyo is full of springs that curse people who fall in one of its springs. A cursed person changes into different sex, person, animal, monster, or entity when hit with cold water. The cursed individual reverts back to his/her normal form and/or personality when doused with hot water. I'm borrowing the basic idea of Jusenkyo curses from Ranma 1/2, but I've changed a few things to suit my own crazy whims. ^_^

A quick guide to the curses:

Duo - Spring of the Drowned Girl
Trowa - Spring of the Drowned Piglet
Quatre - Spring of the Drowned Desert Wildcat
Wufei - Spring of the Drowned Male Fire Mini-Dragon
Dorothy - Spring of the Drowned Sex Kitten Neko-girl

and last, but not least....

Relena - Spring of the Nearly Drowned Indestructible Hentai Teenage Boy, also known as the Spring of the Nearly Drowned Ataru (of Urusei Yatsura fame)

The Full Disclaimer
All rights and privileges to Shin Kidousenki Gundam Wing are trademarks and property of Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties. All rights and privileges to Ranma 1/2 belong to Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Viz Communications, Inc., and associated parties. The characters of these works are used WITHOUT permission for the purpose of entertainment only. This work of fiction is not meant for sale or profit.

Original portion of the fiction included here is considered to be the sole property and copyrighted to the author.

Last revised: 02/10/00

Here's the next part of my GW/Ranma semi-xover. ^_^

BTW, while the victims have a vague knowledge of their curses, they may not be aware of the various subtleties of their individual curses.

Thanks to Jacque ([email protected]) for the suggestions about the goldfish bowl...

Please fasten your seat belt and securely stow your sanity in the overhead compartments or under the seat in front of you.

Warning - General craziness ahead....

There was a sharp rap on the bathroom door of the plush hotel suite. When there was no response, the door opened. A giant panda, a pair of gleaming glasses perched precariously on its muzzle, stood on its hind legs in the doorway and cautiously peered inside before walking into the bathroom. Less than ten minutes ago, the oversized bathtub had been nearly full of steaming hot water, but now it was now full of floating ice-encased rose petals. The panda hastily stomped over to the tub and stared down worriedly, then shook its massive furry head in relief as it saw a long, serpentine shape slowly swimming around the bottom of the tub. It whuffed softly.

Suddenly a gleaming crested head with fanciful eyebrows erupted from the ice-clogged surface of the bathwater. The tub's occupant, an exquisite miniature oriental dragon with shimmering silver and sapphire scales, propped its clawed forearms on the tub rim and stared up at the panda.

The panda held up a sign reading, {Treize-sama?}

Tugging nervously on its elegant whiskers, it said, "Une, I'm feeling a bit... peculiar."

{!!!}

Treize hastily explained in a slightly husky voice, "I'm not ill! It's just that...." He wiggled his long serpentine body uneasily, sending the near-freezing water slopping to the floor. "I just feel... I don't know... restless. As if I needed to do something, but I'm not sure exactly what.... It's like an itch I can't quite scratch...." He cocked his head slightly and said, "And what happened to you?"

The panda adjusted its glasses and responded, {I was standing on the balcony.} Une-panda flipped the sign. {It started raining. I got wet.}

"Oh, then I'll vacate the tub."

{Not necessary at all.}
{I'll use the hot water from the sink.}
{What happened to you?}

Treize-ryu grinned sourly. "Well, it seems that the cold water faucet got stuck wide open when the tub was filling and I didn't check the water temperature before I got in."

{Oh. That's weird.}

"I've had the most absurdly bad luck with water ever since we all fell into those damn Chinese springs!"

{I know,} Une-panda noted and rolled her eyes.

"Well, I'm just glad that I can keep my cursed ice dragon form from chilling water instantly on contact. Otherwise, I wouldn't ever be able to regain my human form!"

Une-panda shuddered eloquently.

{Well, at least you and Zechs can still talk....}

"I suppose I should be grateful for small things. And speaking of Zechs, what is he doing at the moment?"

{Doing his best to empty the liquor cabinet.}

Staggering into the bathroom, an obviously intoxicated Zechs Merquise muttered, "That shounds... like a terrific idea."

"Ah, the foxy one speaks!" Treize-ryu quipped, raising one of his sweeping silvery eyebrows.

"Don't call me that!"

"Take it easy. I'm just pulling your tails...."

"Damn it!" Zechs swore as he stalked belligerently toward the tub.

Treize-ryu grinned, exposing a mouthful of dainty, needle sharp fangs. It only took a slight ripple of his powerful tail to send a wave of icy bathwater splashing over Zechs.

"You were saying?" the silvery sapphire mini-dragon said with a smirk.

The golden-furred fox that was Zechs-kitsune glared at Treize, lashed its five tails in annoyance, and howled, "Trrrreize!"

Just about that moment, three of the hotel's four water heaters experienced a series of catastrophic leaks just as a hungry rat chewed its way through a critical wire in the fourth heater.

By the time the outraged Zechs-kitsune had given up on chasing an extremely nimble Treize-ryu all over the hotel suite, there wasn't a drop of hot water in the entire hotel's plumbing system.

Back on the prestigious Rinkan Campus, Heero Yuy -- the person who jumped off multi-story buildings without a parachute and who set his own broken bones -- almost did the unthinkable.

He nearly fainted.

He came within a hairsbreadth of passing out as Duo started to babble out the tale of his and the other pilots' unfortunate visit to the valley of the cursed springs, otherwise known as Jusenkyo. As the Wing pilot stood there in a state of near-paralysis, only a few scattered words registered in his dazed consciousness.

".... curse... splash with cold water... Trowa... this cute little piglet... Quatre... golden wildcat... Wufei... firelizard... change back... hot water...."

Duo's story finally ended with a weak chuckle. "And you can see what happened to me...." His voice trailed off as he looked worriedly at Heero who was doing a pretty good imitation of a marble statue. Duo didn't need to be a mindreader to guess the thoughts racing through the cobalt-eyed boy's head.

(Does not compute... floating point error... division by zero... system overload....)

Duo suddenly became of aware of a strange, oddly pleasant sensation that nearly made her... his toes curl. He glanced down and blushed furiously when he identified the source of that peculiar *nice* sensation.

In his dazed state, Heero seemed totally unaware that he still had his hand on Duo's right breast and was gently kneading it.

"Hey... Heero, do you mind? Oi! Earth to Heero!" Failing to get an immediate response, Duo brushed Heero's hand away from his breast and struggled to close up her shirt. Unfortunately, in his earlier fit of anger, Heero had torn off several of the buttons.

"A... girl?" Heero finally managed to choke out.

"Yeah, a girl... but it's not like it's permanent, ya know!"

"A girl." The Wing pilot's gaze drifted downward to the vicinity of Duo's groin, then he yanked up Duo's skirt, exposing a very mundane pair of white panties.

The Deathscythe pilot took a hasty step backward. Still clutching the edges of his shirt, Duo blurted out, "Jeez, Heero! Just take my word for it! And if you try grabbing my crotch, I'll bloody well clobber you!"

A sharp female voice said, "And well you should! MISTER YUY, JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? UNHAND HER THIS INSTANT!"

A startled Heero jumped, his hand instinctively reaching behind his back as he whirled around to face the same steely vice-principal, Ms. Jinchu, that Duo had encountered earlier.

Duo hastily grabbed Heero's arm and giggled nervously.

"It wasn't like that at all! I... I ran into a door and tore my uniform. Heero was just making sure I hadn't hurt myself elsewhere!"

The vice-principal gave the two Gundam pilots a skeptical glare. Duo snuck a quick peek at Heero and was amazed to see a faint, but distinct blush on the other boy's face.

"The Rinkan Campus is an educational institution of the highest academic and moral standards. Do you understand me? Since both of you are new here, I will ignore this first transgression, but if I catch either of you in similarly compromising situations, I will take immediate and swift disciplinary action. Is that clear?"

Duo's braid bounced as he nodded hastily. Heero merely glowered at the older woman until a sharp elbow jab from the Deathscythe pilot induced him to give the vice-principal a sullen nod.

"Humph. Due to the computer error regarding your sex, Miss Maxwell, you had been assigned to share a double with Mr. Yuy. Obviously, that WILL NOT DO. And with the renovations of the female dormitories, we are somewhat limited as to alternative housing. Therefore, you've been reassigned to a large triple with two more transfer students."

Although Duo smiled enthusiastically at this news, inside he was muttering, (Shit! Shit! SHIT!)

Before the vice-principal could continue, Duo quickly said, "About that computer error...."

"Yes, Miss Maxwell?"

"I think someone in the registration office got confused and got me mixed up with my twin brother."

Ms. Jinchu's eyebrows rose. "Your... twin brother...?"

"Yeah." When the older woman scowled at the unladylike language, Duo hastily corrected himself. "I mean, yes. My twin brother, Duo Maxwell."

"Wait a moment, your twin brother has the exact same name as you!?"

"Well, my real first name is Deux, but I usually go by the name 'Duo'. I don't know, it just seems to roll off the tongue a bit easier." Duo gave the vice-principal his most charmingly demure smile, which quickly faded to a worried expression. "There was... an accident involving several members of my family very recently. No one died, but still.... My brother stayed behind to help sort out the details. He still plans to attend this school, but I'm not sure when he'll arrive." Duo's shoulders shook slightly as he stared at the ground.

With a sigh, the vice-principal's steely expression softened slightly. She scolded, "You should have told us sooner!"

Duo gave her his most innocent and confused violet-eyed look. "I'm *so* sorry! But things have been terribly hectic!"

"Very well, come with me so we can straighten out this mess. Also, you can't go around with your shirt gaping open like that, so we'll have to fix THAT, too." Ms. Jinchu's expression hardened as she turned to Heero.

"Mr. Yuy, I hope that I've made things quite clear. I expect you to behave with appropriate decorum. I will not permit you to take advantage of Miss Maxwell or any other girl on this campus, so I *will* be keeping a very close eye on you. Understood?"

Heero gave her a curt nod.

"Then return to class. Come along, Miss Maxwell."

As he followed the vice-principal, Duo glanced back at Heero and gave him a quick wink and a little wave of his hand.

Heero watched Duo and the vice-principal reenter the building, then grouchily stalked off in the opposite direction. He rounded a corner only to be confronted by a group of eight male upperclassmen, all impeccably attired in the school uniform. The leader, a slim, rather beautiful young man with long black hair thoughtfully eyed the rose in his hand and drawled, "Tsk tsk. How terribly gauche and d�class�. I don't know what sort of manners your old school taught you, but that simply will not do here at Rinkan. And to compound your faux-pas, you have chosen to inflict your unwelcome attentions on the gorgeous Miss Maxwell."

His companions made general sounds of disapproval.

Heero glared dangerously at the leader and growled, "Who the hell are you?"

"My name is Norton Jamieson-Atherton and I happen to be the president of your class, Mr. Yuy. As such, it is my responsibility to ensure the student body behaves appropriately. Sometimes that requires taking somewhat forceful disciplinary measures."

"Oh?" the Wing pilot retorted in singularly unimpressed tones.

"I see you're going to be stubborn and difficult about this. We know you were the person responsible for tearing Miss Maxwell's uniform and no doubt you were also responsible for the look of distress in her lovely eyes."

"Lovely eyes," Heero said flatly.

"And I cannot permit such behavior to go unpunished."

"Whatever happens between Duo and myself is none of your damn business."

"On the contrary, I consider to be very much my business. Your rudeness in using her first name without permission is just an example of your egregious behavior." Norton brushed his long hair back and said, "Therefore, I challenge you to a duel."

"A WHAT!?" Heero growled.

"A sword duel. You do know how to fence, don't you? Or did your previous school neglect to teach you THAT as well as forgetting to teach you manners? Tomorrow in the fencing gym at 5 PM. Don't make me come looking for you."

"Hey, YOU! Yuy!!!" a loud obnoxious voice bellowed.

Both Norton and Heero turn to see a heavily muscled student and two equally muscular companions appear from behind the building and stomp toward them.

"Are you talking to me?" Heero snapped.

Norton murmured, "Ah, the testosterone brigade finally arrives. Mr. Yuy, you have the dubious pleasure of meeting the captain of the rugby team, Mr. Tom Pecker." The class president seemed to take an inordinate amount of pleasure in drawing out the bigger teenager's last name.

"You friggin' well know that I'm talking to you, Yuy! Me and my buds don't take it kindly when new guys like you waltz in here and try stealing all our girls!"

"Your... girls?" Norton murmured in exquisitely skeptical tones, then sniffed in contempt.

"Shut up, Mister Fancypants Class Prez, before I flatten you!" Pecker yelled. The muscle-bound young man seemed incapable of anything quieter than a low roar.

"You and which army? Those brainless gorillas crouched behind you?" the elegant black-haired student retorted.

"I don't need nobody's help to deal with the likes of you!" the bulky teenager shouted furiously.

"Indeed." Norton sighed eloquently. "It's no wonder that the ladies here need protection from clods like you."

"Don't give me that crap! I know what the hell you're up to! You're just trying to scare Yuy off so you can get into that Maxwell girl's panties!"

With a distinct tic developing in his cheek, Heero growled in disgust and started turned away, but a heavy ham-like hand clamped down on his shoulder.

"Hey! I'm not through with you, Yuy!"

As Heero started to turn on Pecker, one of Norton's companions made a particularly nasty taunt about penis sizes at the rugby captain's buddies, who retaliated with wildly swinging fists.

As he was dragged into the developing brawl, there was only one thought in Heero's mind.

(Duo, I'm going to KILL you for getting me into this mess!)

(Thank god I followed my gut instincts and set up a separate identity for my female form!) Duo thought as he followed the vice principal to his new room assignment.

After spending a good half hour sorting out the school's registration records, the older woman's icy demeanor had softened considerably. As they walked down the halls, she placed her hand on Duo's shoulder in a friendly sort of gesture.

"Miss Maxwell, I've already had your things moved into your new room."

Clutching the spare shirt he had been given to replace the one Heero had torn, Duo asked cheerfully, "Oh thanks! So who are my two new roommates?"

"They are well-bred young ladies from highly influential families."

"Really?" the Deathscythe pilot chirped with innocent awe.

As they approached the open door at the end of the hallway, Duo could hear some loudly complaining female voices demanding separate rooms. The voices sounded almost familiar.

"This is impossible. I can't possibly room with HER!" said one of the unseen females.

An older woman wearily replied, "I'm sorry, but with the renovations going on, there simply aren't any other rooms available right now. It will only be for a month or two, until the construction is completed."

Duo halted and looked uncertainly at the vice-principal, who patted him soothingly on the back and said, "Don't be afraid, Miss Maxwell. You have an rare opportunity here. Not everyone gets the chance to become roommates with people like Dorothy Catalonia and Relena Peacecraft."

Only by an incredible act of willpower did Duo keep himself from cutting loose with a stream of paint-blistering obscenities as the vice-principal firmly nudged him through the open door to confront two very familiar young women.

Dorothy looked more flustered than Duo could ever remember. And was the Peacecraft actually sporting a black eye?

Unable to change out of her panda form due to the lack of hot water, Une resigned herself to sitting on the floor and drinking cold tea. A sulky looking Zechs-kitsune was sitting on the bed, grooming his ruffled fur with elaborate care as he pointedly ignored everyone else in the room. As for Treize, the miniature ice dragon was sitting on the balcony rail, staring out over the city.

Suddenly, without warning, Treize suddenly took to the air and disappeared with a sinuous flick of his silvery blue tail.

She tried to yell, but all that came out of her throat was a muffled "Whuff!"

Zechs bounded over to her side and muttered, "Where the hell does he think he's going?"

Une could only shrug helplessly.

At that moment, there was a sharp knock on the suite's front door.

"Lord Treize? This is Lucrezia Noins! I'm looking for Zechs. Is he in there?"

Zechs-kitsune and Une-panda stared at each other in consternation.

Back in Sally's clinic, Wufei and the others finally managed to revive the good doctor and explain their current situation.

The mission had been innocent enough -- to check out some unusual OZ activity near a mountain range in what used to be China and to obtain samples of the air, soil, and water. However, through several incredible accidents, Duo, Trowa, Quatre, and Wufei had each fallen into one of the cursed springs in the valley known as Jusenkyo.

In a daze, Sally muttered, "But it's not permanent?"

Still in his draconic cursed form, Wufei said testily, "Cold water triggers the curse and makes us transform. Hot water causes us to change back to normal."

"Well, then. I suppose the first order of business is to change all of you back into your human forms."

Quatre-neko, who had been staring fixedly at the inhabitants of a goldfish bowl perched on a sidetable, failed to respond.

"Quatre?" Sally loudly repeated, giving him an odd look.

The wildcat jumped and with a slightly guilty expression on its face, he whipped out a sign reading, {Thank you!}

The doctor shook her head. "I'm not even going to ask how you can do this stuff with the signs. But can Trowa do that?"

The little brown piglet somberly shook its head.

"Fascinating. Who would believe that magical curses existed in this day and age." She headed into her kitchen and soon returned with a steaming kettle.

Wufei-draco suddenly zoomed in and snatched the hot water out of her hands.

"What are you doing?" Sally demanded.

"Onna, I refuse to change in front of you!"

She scowled at him and snapped, "Listen! It's not as if a nude male body is going to bother me! I'm a doctor, remember?"

In annoyance, the draconic Wufei snorted out a cloud of smoke which sent Sally coughing before he flew up the stairs in search of some privacy.

Propping her hands on her hips, Sally muttered, "I swear that boy...." She glanced at Quatre-neko and Trowa-chan. "I guess I'll have to get some more hot water...."

Upstairs, Wufei had just set the kettle down on the table when he sensed someone staring at him. Still in his miniature fire dragon form, he turned his head slowly and froze. Perched on the edge of the open second-story window was another miniature dragon... a silver and blue serpentine dragon.

But what unnerved Wufei the most was the decidedly lustful gleam in the other dragon's brilliant sapphire eyes. Even as he stared, the silvery blue dragon delicately licked its lips with a long flicking tongue.

He held a clawed forehand up and said nervously, "Now wait a moment here. There's some mistake...."

"No mistake," the other dragon purred as it eyed Wufei hungrily.

"Yes there is!" the ruby-scaled mini-dragon babbled. "I'm not who you think I am!" Wufei grabbed the kettle and dumped half its contents over his head. In an instant, he had returned to his human form. Naturally, he was stark naked, too.

Watching the handsome ruby and gold male dragon he had tracked down turn into an unclothed Wufei Chang was almost the last straw for Treize-ryu's hormone-addled mind. He slowly flew forward, his long, silvery blue body twisting and coiling provocatively in midair.

"Now... now hold it, you... you FEMALE! Have you no morals! I'm not even the same species!" Wufei howled.

"Oh, but we can take care of that VERY easily," Treize cooed. In a flash, he was hovering over the kettle which was still half full of steaming hot water. A sharp exhalation of whitish blue mist instantly chilled the water to near freezing. Treize grabbed the kettle in his forepaws and turned toward the wide-eyed Wufei.

"My darling little dragon... my beautiful one...." Treize advanced with predatory intensity, kettle of icy water in claw.

"What the... no, stay back! I'm warning you... keep away from me! Don't you dare...!"

A sudden series of loud crashes and thuds from upstairs instantly grabbed Sally's, Quatre-neko's, and Trowa-chan's attention.

"What the hell is he DOING up there?" she wondered, then her jaw nearly hit the floor as a naked human Wufei leapt down the stairs, taking them three and four at a time. He skidded to a stop at the foot of the steps, and glanced behind him with a terrified expression. He abruptly jumped to the center of the room, just as a splash of water flew through the space where he had just been standing.

Before Sally and the other pilots' stupefied gazes, a silvery blue, wingless dragon zoomed in the room and shrieked in obvious frustration. Its elegantly crested head flicked from side to side, searching. When it sighted Sally's goldfish bowl, it hissed in triumph and swooped straight for it.

"KISAMA!!!"

When she saw the panicked Chinese pilot headed for the obvious exit, Sally shouted, "No! Don't go out there! It's still...!"

Wufei stepped outside and instantly turned back into his draconic cursed form.

"....raining...," Sally finished weakly.

Wufei-draco squawked indignantly, then turned tail and fled into the air at top speed. The silvery blue dragon chuckled throatily and with a lazy flick of its long tail, set off in pursuit.

Quatre-neko's sign said, {I *REALLY* do not want to know....}

The little brown piglet with the one visible green eye nodded solemnly.

Unfortunately, Wufei had no way of knowing that the relentlessness of a female dragon in heat could make Heero Yuy seem like a scatter-brained airhead.

Author's Notes:

For anyone not familiar with Ranma 1/2, Jusenkyo is full of springs that curse people who fall in one of its springs. A cursed person changes into different sex, person, animal, monster, or entity when hit with cold water. The cursed individual reverts back to his/her normal form and/or personality when doused with hot water. I'm borrowing the basic idea of Jusenkyo curses from Ranma 1/2, but I've changed a few things to suit my own crazy whims. ^_^

A quick guide to the curses:

Duo - Spring of the Drowned Girl
Trowa - Spring of the Drowned Piglet
Quatre - Spring of the Drowned Desert Wildcat
Wufei - Spring of the Drowned Male Fire Mini-Dragon
Treize - Spring of the Drowned Female Ice Mini-Dragon
Une - Spring of the Drowned Panda
Zechs - Spring of the Drowned 5-Tailed Kitsune
Dorothy - Spring of the Drowned Sex Kitten Neko-girl

and last, but not least....

Relena - Spring of the Nearly Drowned Indestructible Hentai Teenage Boy, also known as the Spring of the Nearly Drowned Ataru (of Urusei Yatsura fame)

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