Beautiful Disaster
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Disclaimer: This story is mine, but the characters and the story this is based on are not. But that should have been obvious.
A/N: Sure Ryouga gets lost all the time and always in such far out of the way places, but he doesn't get soooo lost that he winds up in America and other countries. I mean, he would have to leave the island, and he has no money, and if he tried to swim he'd go all pig. So why do so many people make him show up in deserts?
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"Hey Ranma!" Daisuke came to him just as soon as he got into the classroom the following day. "Did you hear the latest?"
"Does it involve me?" Ranma questioned with unease. Things did seem to revolve around him when Nerima was involved.
"Well, no." Daisuke replied with a disturbed pause. "Anyway, there is, just look." He handed Ranma a flyer, which he accepted.
He looked at the bright pink notice that advertised a pageant. He was about to throw it aside when he eyed the prize to be given to the winner: One round-trip to China. "This is great!"
"I didn't know you were that perverted." Daisuke commented only to receive a glare from Ranma.
"Fool! I'm going to enter this!"
"Well, doesn't that just scream pervert?" He was soon chased off by Ranma's raised fist.
"What's that Ran-chan?" Ukyo questioned looking over his shoulder at the flyer. He tried to hide it but she snatched it up quickly. "Would you, like me to enter this so I can win you that prize?" She questioned with starry eyes. She looked off to nowhere in particular and dreamed of the vacation to China for her and her beloved fiancé Ranma. "Oh, Ranma." She turned to him, but he was already on the far side of the room.
"Airen! Shampoo join contest for you!" The Chinese Amazon exclaimed as she burst through the wall all too conveniently.
"Uh-uh. I'm going to win the contest and get Ran-chan that prize!" Ukyo shouted with a glare and raised spatula.
"Spatula Girl is not airen's. Shampoo win and Ranma go with to homeland." Shampoo returned.
"Hmm, a trip to China?" Nabiki questioned from the doorway as Ranma tried his best to simply disappear. "I could win that contest with ease, and following, get Ranma and his father to pay me double their worth." She stated with a grin as Ranma's stomach churned.
"Oh, ho, ho!" A tornado of black roses takes the room. "I will win the contest for my darling Ranma."
"We'll find out who is meant to win that prize in the ring now won't we?" Akane stated as all eyes turned to her.
"Violent girl want win prize for airen?" Shampoo said as more as a statement and not a question.
Akane froze. "No, I-I, I want only to show that I'm a whole lot prettier than any of you!" She stuttered with force and vehemence.
"Well, then you're my enemy then." Ukyo replied. "I'll see you two this Sunday afternoon then. We'll see just whose beauty is the right one for Ranma and who will go with him to China."
"Uh, but, I, hold on-" Ranma stuttered to no avail. All five girls ignored him and stared with a scary aura behind them. Would he allow this? These stupid girls leading him again into some stupid fight of theirs that will no doubt cause him harm in the end. Yes, of course he would since he can't do anything else. Unless of course he…
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The hot spring sun beat down on him as he stumbled into town. Lost five days he was and now he was in some bizarre place that he would no doubt feel uncomfortable in. His body fatigue and without any food nor water. All he wished for now was his beloved Akane, but then that picture of Akari in his wallet would weigh his heart down. He wondered if he would meet up with Akari also. Poor Ryouga, the eternally lost boy.
"What are you doing?"
"Huh." He formed a fist and with his other hand he grasped tightly his umbrella. "Ranma prepare to die!"
He fell short and to the ground. "Uh, are you okay?"
Ryouga sat up and grumbled. "Heh. You get off easy today."
"Here." Ranma hands him a pork bun. "Say, uh, since you're here why don't you help me."
"Hah. Me help you." He asked as he scarffed down the bun.
"Well, you've done it once before."
"Why do you need me anyway?"
"Look at this." He showed him the flyer and he stood with new hope.
"A trip to China!" He exclaimed in happiness.
"Right, now will you help me?"
"What do I have to do?"
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"Great-granddaughter what are you doing?" Cologne wondered as she sat atop her staff. Shampoo had been digging through a trunk of clothing for the past hour.
"Shampoo must find perfect outfit for contest for airen." She briefly explained before continuing her search.
"Hmm, if it's for son-in law…"
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Dinner came fast and at the table sat a determined Akane with a fire of aura behind her that scared even Happosai. Ranma was wondering if she was mad at him again, but he knew that was not so. "Uh, Akane, is somethi-"
"I'm done." She slammed her bowl and chopsticks on the table and left for her room.
Everyone stared at Ranma. "Yeah, yeah, I know; go apologize for something I probably didn't do."
He came to her door that he found ajar and looked in on her as she was searching desperately for something. He opened her door and she shot him a glare. "Don't you knock."
"Look, I'm sorry." He uncomfortably admitted, even though it was not to anything in particular.
"What for?"
"Uh, you mean that you aren't mad at me?"
"Look you egotistical pervert not all things revolve around you. Now, get out of my room!" She shoved him out and slammed the door. "Though, this does." She admitted silently. "All this for that contest."
"Well, I was sorry, for whatever nothing I did." He stated as he left the hall. He only had until Sunday for the pageant and only Saturday fell between.
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Wow, I already wrote another and what's more amazing is that within a few moments someone reviewed it. So thanks Sieg1308, and on my other story, I'm probably going to write more for it soon. I just want to read through what I've written and find my plot and it'll be done.