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A Ranma ½ / Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon / Ah! My Goddess crossover story
by L. S. McGill

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Zhu Shu Book One: The Mandarin

Chapter 1: The Fall

Chapter Two: Unexpected Meetings

Chapter Three: Revelations

Chapter Four: Catalyst

Chapter Five: Beginnings End

Chapter Six: Reflections and Cherry Blossoms

Chapter Seven: Twists, Turns, and Other Convolutions

Chapter Eight: Black Rose and Thorns

Chapter Nine: Hearts on the Line

Chapter Ten: Ceremonies

Ai and the Furinkan Martial Arts CheerleadersBook Two: The Dragon's Child

Prologue: The Dance of Shadows

Chapter One: A Fall of Cherry Blossoms

Chapter Two: Shadows of the Past

Chapter Three: Reversals

Chapter Four: The Storm

Chapter Five: Mousetrap

Chapter Six: Hentai and Headaches

Chapter Seven: Unintended Consequences

Lemon WarningChapter Seven and One Half: The Seduction of Kasumi -Lemon Warning-

Chapter Eight: Conflicts of Interest

Book Three: The Black Dragon

Chapter One: Laughter and Tears

Chapter Two: Hitting the Fan

Chapter Three: Cat Fights

Chapter Four: Interludes on a Lazy Afternoon

Chapter Five: A Night of Fire and Storm


Tears of the Dragon

For too long now, there were secrets in my mind.
For too long now, there were things I should have said.
In the darkness, I was stumbling for the door.
To find a reason, to find the time, the place, the hour.

Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day.
The misty ghosts of childhood fears…
The pressure is building, and I can't stay away.

I throw myself, into the sea.
Release the wave, let it wash over me.
To face the fear, I once believed.
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me.

Where I was, I had wings that couldn't fly.
Where I was, I had tears I couldn't cry.
My emotions, frozen in an icy lake.
I couldn't feel them, until the ice began to break.

I have no power over this, you know I'm afraid.
The walls I built are crumbling.
The water is moving.
I'm slipping away.

I throw myself, into the sea.
Release the wave, let it wash over me.
To face the fear I once believed.
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me.

Slowly I awake.
Slowly I rise.
The walls I built are crumbling,
The water is moving,
I'm slipping away.

I throw myself, into the sea.
Release the wave, let it wash over me.
To face the fear, I once believed.
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me.

—BRUCE DICKINSON, 1994

 
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