Beautiful Disaster
Disclaimer: See Default Chapter for such.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait. Summer hits hard, and, I've gotten addicted to Skies of Arcadia and Mega Man Collection. Leaving High school too.
Ranma looked out to the crowd as everyone prepared to watch the second round. He was not too thrilled after his first entrance. He did well yes, but he was just not liking any of it. Ryoga was around the backstage wandering in piglet form looking for a chance to eliminate the last. The problem was that the remaining ones were going to be hard to knock out. It was Akane for one. The other was Ukyo and that's not going to help him. Shampoo, no. The teacher is the closest he had to even getting a chance of eliminating, but he remembered that she would probably suck all his chi if he messed up.
Ranma stood proud even though he felt what he was going to do next would belittle him and disgrace him even more than he has. He said Akane's name out to her as she was finishing her final touches for the next competition. Akane ignored him. He entered.
"Akane,"
"What is it Ranma?" She replies in an agitated tone. "I'm busy right now."
"I, I know. I just wanted to," He waited as sweat formed. "I mean, I wanted to, tell you,"
She looks to him with a glare. "Tell me?" She was about to pressure him, but she for once took notice of the entire situation. She saw the girl Ranma befuddled as he tried to talk to her. If she eased him into it he'd say whatever it was he came to say. It obviously was important to him, and it probably was not anything mean or perverted. "You can tell me Ranma, anything."
"Uh, right." He breathes in again. "I just wanted, to apologize." Those words hit the air and it seemed all went quiet as a gong metaphorically went off. He said, 'apologize? Was that even in his vocabulary when it meant he was the one apologizing? "I, would have probably come if you had ask me to."
"Thank you Ranma." She went back to makeup.
"Uh, is that all there is?"
"What do you mean?"
"It just, seemed all too easy. Ta have 'ya forgive me."
"Sometimes it's easy when you get the message through."
"Akane,"
"Yes Ranma?"
"I, uh, liked the past week." He snapped up. "I mean, not because we didn't talk much and see each other an' all. Because You didn't, beat on me so much. Didn't get so mad and stubborn."
She glared. "Ranma, you don't mention that."
"Er, should I have said because you were nicer and I finally saw that side of you more?" Ranma gulped.
"That's, better."
"Um, see 'ya."
"Ranma," He stops. "I liked the last week too." He nods and leaves.
Shampoo took center stage right away as soon as the contest started again. Looking stunningly beautiful and seductive in her barely there bathing suit. Things nearly popping out. Crowd pleased except those disgusted and of course, Mousse.
He could not take her flaunting anymore. "S-Sh-Shampoo!" He roared and everyone looked to him. "I, I can't believe how low you've stooped! I love you Shampoo, but, fine, go ahead, dress all slutty and use fake auras to make yourself win, but do you honestly think Ranma even would want to go with you?" With that he shot her with a fire hose. The water replaced with mayonnaise bought on surplus through the Cat Café. Good thing it was the bathing suit round for her.
Though at first it seemed exciting the men eventually saw once without the Goddess Potion Mousse was right. She sure was slutting it up to win. Not many liked that and booed her off stage. For Mousse's intervention Mousse was thrown out, and Shampoo disqualified on multiple grounds. Above all was the charge against her due to the nudity she gave which was forbidden in the contest rules. No one reads those fine prints.
The nudity in question in cause due to the mayonnaise. The stream of it caused her bikini top to loosen and come undone before the crowd.
As she left she cursed in Chinese. The only Japanese heard was, "Stupid Mousse at least use good Mayonnaise! Why use expired?" She smells herself and runs off for a shower.
Back stage Ukyo grinned. Victory was well in her sight now she felt.
The third round began. The final round began. All of the remaining contestants were still going neck and neck. The crowd had their favorites. The judges had their favorites. Ryoga meanwhile had decided he could do no more and went back to Kuno's clothes to change back so he wouldn't be nude.
When he did find them he was met with an unwanted surprise.
"So, you're the foul fanged demon who stole my clothing…" Kuno stood with boken in one hand and a hot tea kettle. "The only way to vanquish a demon pig is to thoroughly clean it, with hot water…"
Ryoga decided the clothes weren't worth it and darted off with Kuno in tow.
"My turn." Ranma stepped out on stage and was in plain view of everyone as Kuno halted when he saw her from backstage. Ryoga ran across the stage. The kettle following since Kuno had let it go when he stopped. The kettle flying in the air. Ranma turning to face it. Ranma getting hit in the face. A very male Ranma in a dress on stage. Everyone stood quiet. Ranma stood. Finally someone spoke.
"Young man, this is a contest for women. Go be perverted elsewhere." The celebrity said. Ranma turned to stone and crumbled. He was humiliated. HE would kill someone over this! Probably Kuno and Ryoga. He ran backstage past the stammering Kuno to the clothes Ryoga left that belonged to Kuno. Ranma changed into them and ran back on stage.
He let out a maniacal laughter that sent everyone in a silent confusion. "If you ever bring this up or mention this again…" He uses a Arrogant Tiger Blast on the Chinese celebrity host flinging the man across town. "I don't think I have to say anymore." And Ranma darted offstage with Ukyo in tow.
"Ranma honey! Come back!"
After a few minutes and revaluating Genma in panda guise wound up being the new host. The judges disqualified Ranma and Ukyo who had not returned. Akane and Miss Hinako were the remaining two. The two were asked to come on stage and a final vote would be taken after some questions. Who would win was mixed now. People had been ready for someone other than them to win so now they were trying to figure out who they had wanted. Some of the judges too. And a final decision was made.