Disclaimer: I do not own the Rayearth characters or the Ranma characters.

A/N I hope you enjoy this. I came up with this idea when I was watching the Olympics.

A/N Reposted for easier reading

Prologue

"Umi! Fuu! I made it into the Olympics!"

The named people turned around and smiled at Hikaru. "Hikaru! That's wonderful! What are you going for? I'm going for fencing, Fuu's going for archery."

The short red head grinned, "Gymnastics! Let's start packing! The plane for the U.S. leaves tomorrow!"

"Ra-an-maa! Where are you!" the furious yell drove some nearby pigeons into the air. The said person came running into view, "Geez Akane! Do you have to yell so loud? I had some personal things to do. Can't I have any privacy?"

"No! You can't!"

"Akane," said Ranma with a warning tone of voice, "Don't ruin my good mood. And don't bother me for the rest of the day, I have things to pack."

With that, he hopped off in the direction of the Tendo Dojo. Akane grew red in the face and yelled after him, "Pack? What do you mean pack? When did you get permission from me to pack?"

"Shampoo! I'm taking a vocation for three weeks."

"What? Why?"

"Because it's about time I took a vocation."

"Mousse…"

"I swear. I'm not going to try to kill Ranma or anything. I've got my cure."

"…Fine."

"Thanks Shampoo. I'm going to go pack. See you."

"Ukyo, I'm off."

"Ryouga, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes Ukyo. My sense of directions better now."

"I'll miss you Ryouga."

"I know. I'll miss you too. But don't worry, I'll bring back the gold!"

"Bye! Come back soon!"

The next day, early morning

"Umi! Fuu! Over here!" yelled Hikaru, energetically waving her arm. Fuu came up, a large suitcase behind her, "Hikaru, if you keep yelling, you'll get the entire airport's attention."

Hikaru flushed, "But…"

"Hikaru! There you are! I've been looking for you. Luckily you were waving you hand and standing on a bench."

Hikaru spun around, "Umi! Hi!"

//All passengers for U.S.A, San Francisco, Flight 47 boarding. All passengers for U.S.A, San Francisco, Flight 47 boarding now. //

Umi glanced down at her ticket, "Hey, that's us. We better go if we want seats together."

She lugged up her suitcase and headed for the Flight 47 entrance. Hikaru and Fuu followed.

"Hey, Ryouga. Over here."

"Oh hey Ranma. See Mousse anywhere?"

"That him?" asked Ranma, thrusting his chin toward a young man with long black hair. Ryouga turned his head in the direction Ranma had pointed out. "Yeah, it is. Hey! Mousse! Here!"

Mousse turned his head. "I've been looking for you two. We have to board now, they just announced it."

"Oh, okay."

"Lead the way," said Ryouga. Ever since they had found the cure for their curse, the three men had grown closer, not so hostile to each to each other anymore. Ever since though, Akane had been growing more and more mean. Shampoo and grown less aggressive. Now all three of them were headed for the Olympics, ready to represent Japan. Now, they walked onto the plane and found three seats together and sat down, buckling their seatbelt for takeoff.

A/N How was it? This is the end of the first chapter. Like it? The characters are kind of original, but I couldn't do it any better. I know I kind of made Akane mean, but I don't like her so that's the way I make her in my fics. I usually make the people I don't like into really mean people. ;

Note: The people had been informed ahead of time that they were contestants but they just told their friends later. That way there was less time for them to be convinced to no go (mainly addressing Ranma cast).

TBC