Well, guess it's time to start off. I joined to improve my writing, so please leave constructive criticism if you like, and tell me if you'd like to see this story continue.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own the anime/manga Ranma 1/2 or any of it's characters. Although having Ukyo's giant spatula would be kinda cool...

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Another day at the Tendo Dojo, which basically means another day for some news about Jusenkyo to come up, and for Ranma to go mad trying to do this and that and blah blah blah-dee-blah. But what is Ryoga doing? Getting lost again? Let us pan the camera around to him...no no, wrong way, that's Ucchan's. But wait, I see Ryoga in there. Shall we take a peek inside?

"Tell me now. How the heck do you always end up in my restaurant whenever you get yourself lost?" The chef flips an order of okonomiyaki into the air.

"Well, I...I'm not sure..." he mutters, propping his head onto his fist while his elbow rests on the scorching oven.

"Umm...that's hot, you kn—"

"AAAAAAGH!"

Ukyo sighs. "Well if you think you're ever gonna get Akane's attention, you might as well give up now."

"Give up? GIVE UP? How dare you tell me to give up after all I've been through!!" he cries with hands flailing through the air and slamming back down on the counter/oven combo. "OOOWWW—" She slaps a hand over his mouth. "Would ya stop doing that?! I'm not gonna get customers with you making a scene!" she hisses.

He nods and returns to his seat, caring to his wounds.

"Maybe if you actually learned to keep balance, refrain from being reckless, never get lost, dress nice for a change—" she counts on her fingers, "Stop me when I get to the bad parts."

A vein bulges in Ryoga's forehead. "You don't have to spell it out for me..." He sighs. "I know I'm not good enough for her..."

Ukyo blinks. "Y'know, if I were to help you with Akane..." She mumbles slightly before a light bulb practically flashes above her head. "...I would have Ran-chan all to myself!" she squeals, "How does that sound?"

His head rises from the deep sulking, as if gray clouds cleared from his mind. "D-Do you mean it? You'd really help me, Ukyo?"

"Why not? This is the chance I've been waiting for!"

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"First thing on the list is to...make a list." Ukyo snickers at her own joke then grabs a pen and scrap paper. She begins to write. Ryoga hovers over her shoulder, watching as the ink spells out his inferior aspects. At times he wants to correct her, but he lets Ukyo have her fun. He notices when she writes "#11) Staring over a girl's shoulder while she's busy is impolite." He hmphs and returns to his seat across from her.

They were outside Ucchan's and the clouds were becoming thicker as they made their way across the sky. Ryoga watched them and let his thoughts wander to whatever they wished to think about. Akane came up mostly, then Jusenkyo, then Ranma, then—

"All done!" she chimes.

"Wha...? Already?" He replies groggily from almost falling asleep.

"Well, you're far from perfect, hon." She winks. "Now, let's get started."

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That's it for this chapter. Like it, hate it, hate it a lot, or whatever. XD My Ryoga x Ukyo obssession is in full swing. Thanks for reading!