Beautiful Disaster

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Disclaimer: See Default Chapter for such.

A/N: Every character has a motive and every character likes to cheat. That's how it always goes right. It's usually doing anything to win the battle. (Excluding the lens that made people cry since Mousse decided against cheating)

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Now then, on with the story…

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"What's that there Shampoo?" Questions the near-blind duck-boy Mousse as he points out a small clear bottle held in said Amazon's hands.

"Great-grandmother give Shampoo. Say is best use now before contest." Shampoo explains confused as well as what the vial is.

"So what are you to do with it?"

"Great-grandmother says Shampoo use on Shampoo. Airen will see Shampoo and no other womans will match."

"Ranma eh?" Mousse grumbled through his teeth. "I'll be right back Shampoo." She's totally ignoring him and he looks on defeated as he retreats to the back of the Cat Café. "Old Mummy what is it-Ow!"

"Have some respect for your elders."

"You say that before you hit a person!" He argued fixing his glasses. "Eh-hem, what is that potion you gave Shampoo just now?"

"Like I would tell you. You would no doubt go and try to work this all to your advantage and stop and advancement from being made with son-in law." Cologne spat with venom as the boy cowers.

"Fair enough." He retreats to the dining area where Shampoo no longer is. "Damn Ranma is probably with MY Shampoo as we speak." He notices the 'old ghoul' has left and returns to the kitchen with fluid movements. He comes to an old book on the floor and read the open page: 'Goddess Potion'. "What's this now?"

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"You're not going to take this seriously are you Ukyo?" Ryouga questions as he bit into his meal. "I mean Ranma doesn't even want any of you to enter in the first place?"

"What are you saying?" She argues. "He only said that to throw off the others so I alone could get the prize and win the trip for himself and me."

"But, what if he already intends to take another?" He grinned showing his fangs.

"What do you mean? Someone would have to beat me first and the way you say it sounds as if he's not allying with any of those other girls."

"But he is allying himself with a girl to win."

"What?" She spat in outrage. "Which hussy is it? Is it that Chinese bimbo or Akane?"

"Oh, I think she's far closer to him then you notice."

"Nabiki? I knew I could never trust that cold-hearted bitch!"

"Uh, I'm talking about someone with red hair, and she is often one of the victim of that guy with the wooden sword."

"Kodachi?"

"It's Ranma himself!"

"You mean he's going to enter himself?"

"He told me that he said that right off the bat, but no one cared to listen to him." Ryouga explains with a shrug.

"Ma-maybe he just wants to make sure we can win that vacation for us two." She said in hopes she was correct.

"I think he may take another one of his fiancées don't you think? Like that Shampoo for instance." He grins figuring it was all working as Ranma said.

"What?" She threw her ingredients on the grill sending them onto his face. As Ryouga spun around in a circle crying over the hot sauce on his face scalding it she ignored his pleas and charged out the door.

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"Akane didn't hit you?" Nabiki said in shock.

"No, and I walked in on her while she was undressing to. All she did was say that she would like her privacy and I just left." Ranma replies in a similar state of shock.

"So, you did get a good look then?"

"Well," He blushes in embarrassment. "Of course not! I looked away the instant I noticed she was in there."

"If you say so."

"Still, she said for me to leave so politely too. No anger at all." Ranma explains. "The one time I can understand what I did wrong and she isn't even mad." He sighs in defeat so the headache could not form in his head.

"It is weird, but she may just be focused on the contest."

"Why? She never cared about being the prettiest before."

Nabiki rolled her eyes with a sigh. "She's always harping about that or haven't you noticed." Nabiki looks him straight in the eyes. "All those remarks on how she doesn't look good, and how she's the 'uncute fiancée' and all. Of course it gets to her. She really does want to be the best looking deep down Ranma."

"Didn't she know," Ranma stood up. "All those remarks I didn't mean."

"You didn't?" She smirks with her devilish grin.

"What? Of course I did! She's a hopeless macho tomboy!" He looks to his backside. "Oh,"

Akane stood quietly as she looks to the floor her hair still wet. "Thank you for telling me that Ranma. Now I know what I must work on."

"Uh, Akane, I didn't mean it exactly like all that."

"Oh? What else could you have meant?"

"Well, uh, well, maybe," He sighs in defeat and decides on the only phrase he has that will save him. "Maybe sometimes those things are the prettiest!"

She stares at him silently as she nods and simply leaves the room, as Ranma stands stoic once more. "She's still going to hate you no matter what you say." Nabiki chimes.

"Airen!" Through the wall-a mere meter from the door out back-comes Shampoo. "Airen no need contest. Ranma sees now Shampoo only beauty."

Ranma stares at Shampoo and is unable to look away despite what urge he makes. She had this glow to her that made her seem the hottest woman to ever live and he just could not look away for his hormones were beginning to race. "Sh-Shampoo, I, want to, da-da-"

"Yes?" She toyed with him so.

"Data drain you! That way you'll go into a coma you harpy!" He yells with bloodshot eyes as he charges from the room in a rush.

The two teen girls stare at the area he rushed off in and look to the other with questions. "What is this, 'data drain'?" Shampoo questions to the middle Tendou sister who can only shrug in response.

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"What the Hell was that?" Ranma questions with disgust. "I nearly asked her out on a date. Luckily that game Daisuke was going on about came to my mind before I could be sucked in, but still, what the hell?"

"It was the Goddess Potion." Mousse stood on the roof near to him. "If worn by a woman she will seem the most beautiful being ever and any man will be her slave as if, her worshippers, hence the goddess part." He explains briefly in a profound way.

"Not to mention the heavenly aura and how goddesses look really hot." Ranma interjects.

"Uh, that too."

"So, why tell me this?"

"Shampoo is mine, and mine alone Ranma! If you were to get caught by this foul magic I would no longer stand a chance." He leans over to Ranma. "Now listen well, I'll tell you what to do."

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"Glorious seats for tomorrow eh?" Happosai questions to his two unfortunate students, Soun and Genma.

[Of course Master!]

"Perfect seats, for us to seem perverted and lecherous from." Soun says with disgrace in his voice.

"Oh not me." They look to the Master. "You will be the two seated here, and with this camera videotape everything while I sneak about and get their panties from backstage."

[…] Genma prepared his sign for attack mode as he did often for his son.

"Now, now, Saotome. Let's not be hasty."

[You're daughters are] He holds up a second sign, [in this thing.]

Soun takes up a lamppost. "This will work better."