Beautiful Disaster

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Disclaimer: See Default Chapter for such.

A/N: Another chapter. This is the one that will lead to the end. The next chapters will deal with the pageant finally. But, I really haven't planned out more than that idea. I have to figure out who wins. Suggestions are welcomed. Flames too.

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"So, this is it?"

There was a snicker. "Ryoga!" Ranma threw the hardest punch over his head. "I may be a girl, and I may dress and wear makeup," He grasped Ryoga by the collar. "But I ain't no girl! I won't take any of that."

Ryoga nodded his head until it could nearly snap off. "You just, look so, funny."

"Did you get rid of Kodaichi and put Kuno as the judge?"

"Uh, no."

"No?" Ranma grabbed at the lost boy's shirt again. "I give you one simple task. What made you fail?"

"I got lost."

"You're pathetic." Ryoga was just as soon tossed aside. "Just make sure Kodaichi is out of the competition. The last thing I need is her."

"Right." Ryoga looked around nervously.

"I'll throw you in her general direction." Ranma took Ryoga again by the shirt tossing him out and headed for the Kuno home. "Only three more hours now."

Akane scoffed and turned away from the dojo. "Who does he think he is? His tactic is get as many of them out of the contest?"

"Akane, are you ready for the pageant?" Kasumi popped her head in.

"I think I am."

"You have nothing to worry about. I'm sure you'll win dear." Nodoka butted into the sibling conversation. "You are my son's fiancée after all."

Akane went to a hooded glare. "Yeah, that I am." Her tone just sounded like she could kill herself then and there.

"Only the most beautiful woman could be my son's fiancee. She would have to be a woman among women if my son is a man among men." Nodoka went off into her dream world.

"Where is father and uncle Saotome today?"

"Try one guess."

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"Master please!"

"Wahoo! Look at what I've got so far!" Happosai looked over his initial bounty of the morning consisting of a few bras, undies, and swimsuits. "You two better do a fine job today. I want to be able to see all of those gorgeous honeys on tape for a good time to come."

Soun was ready to send a nearby sign down upon the master's turned head. "Hold on Tendo."

Soun calmed and threw the sign aside. "Right, Ranma should handle this."

Those two wimps…

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"I'll show her!" Ukyo faced herself in her large mirror-one she stole from Shampoo to get even. "That damn Chinese bimbo will see just how much Ranma loves me! Ha! I let her win that match! I'm the prettier one anyway. Ranma-honey even says so." She formed a stance not unlike that of male Ranma. "She's the cute one." Slumping her shoulders she returns to normal. "I'll show her what's under that boy's clothing!"

Poor chef…

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"That's the secret ingredient?" Mousse stuttered. After hours looking through what seemed like an endless amount of books he found the counter for the goddess potion. "Mayonnaise."

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Ryoga conveniently lands just outside the pond with 'Mr. Turtle'. "Did he have to throw that hard?"

"Oh, hohoho!" Kodaichi happened upon Ryoga as she came to feed the said animal. "What are you doing here?"

"Uh," Ryoga blinked as sweat formed. "Good question."

"Wait, did Ranma send you? Have you come bearing good news?" Kodaichi longed to hear word that her beloved had dropped all the other girls for her and was ready to forever be with her. "My darling Ranma." She formed a grin. "Which reminds me. I have a pageant to win."

Ryoga snaps his fingers. "That's exactly why I came to see you."

"Oh? What is it?"

"Ranma told me that it's all a ruse. While all those other 'leeches' as he called them are at the pageant he said he would be waiting for you at the airport."

"He did?"

"Right. He said that he will meet you in America. Phoenix if I recall." Ryoga mentally congratulated himself for such a good lie. He could bear it, as long as he would not have to lie to Akane.

"I better get packed!" Kodaichi was off in a hurry leaving Ryoga to his own.

"Uh, which way now is the pageant." Ryoga goes straight into the pond and becomes P-Chan. The soap's effect has worn off. Too bad for Ryoga this is no ordinary pond. "Bwee!" And off Ryoga was swimming away from Mr. Turtle with all his might.

"What have we here?" Tatewaki Kuno picks up Ryoga via his boken and examines the piglet who is dying for air. "By heavens! Be this not Akane Tendo's pig? To the Tendos', ho!" And off scurried Kuno, the 'Blue Thunder of Furinkan High.'

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Akane glances out her window at the beautiful day. This was it now. She had no room for error. She had no chance at backing out. She had to walk out there full of confidence. If she can not, she knows she will fail. If she tries hard enough she knows she can do anything. She may stink at cooking, but that one time before the Shinnosuke incident she had made an edible meal. If she could do that, she could do this.

"Akane." She spotted Ranma enter humbly. "I just wanted to say, that, if you do win, I won't call you uncute, or that sort again." He looked to the floor. "I mean, at least, not purposely."

Akane really did not know how to respond to that. "Thank you, Ranma." That was something she was not used to saying. It actually, felt good to say it though. A bit of a relief.

"Whatever. See you there." Ranma darted away as Akane looked back out the window.

"Ranma," She trailed off as she closed her window. She stood and put on the face she has when she is to compete. Then she realized that was not the best one to have on now. She took her mirror in hand and relaxed until she had a beautiful smile. The same one that Ranma had said was good on her-or something to that effect. "At least, he understands just a little. I'd like to win. I want him to say nice things about me. Like, that other time." Her hand nearly dropped the mirror as she trembled. Her face was a vibrant red. "I hope even if I lose, he won't call me macho or anything.