Switching Heirs:
An Altered Destiny

By: Dreiser

-Eleven-

	"I can't believe you stayed up all night," Akane said with 
exasperation. They were walking together to the locker rooms where 
Ukyo could put on her leotard for the match. All the others were 
already waiting in the gym. Except for Ryoga, who had disappeared 
last night heading back to the room he shared with Ranma.
	Ukyo shrugged to adjust the heavy backpack she wore. "I had 
to get my battle plan ready Akane. I've done some research on your 
little friend. If she can get away with using hidden weapons than so can 
I."
	"Battle plan?" Asked Akane rolling her eyes. "Don't you think 
you're taking this jealousy of Kodachi a little far?" 
	"I TOLD you!" Ukyo yelled. She whirled around to point a 
finger in Akane's face, who was unaffected by Ukyo's anger. She had 
seen scarier outbursts by gazing at her own reflection in the mirror. 
"I'm not jealous of her! I just don't trust her. She's a scheming witch 
and I'm not letting her sink her claws into Sakura. End story!" 
	Shaking her head Akane moved past Ukyo as she opened the 
door to the locker room. "Whatever you say," she murmured. Brown 
eyes locked on a bouquet of black roses lying on a bench. "Uh-oh..." 
Breathed Akane. Pushing Ukyo back she slammed the door shut. "Get 
away!" She cried while covering the door with her body.
	"What'd you do that for?" Questioned Ukyo irately. 
	Ignoring this query Akane stared intensely at her wrist watch. 
After a minute had passed she breathed a loud sigh of relief then 
opened the door again. "Sleeping gas," Akane informed. "I nearly 
forgot how Dachi likes to spring it on people as a mild warning." 
	"Sleeping gas, huh? Well it sure woke me up," Ukyo said 
sarcastically. "Come on, I'll just change clothes in the girls bathroom. 
Hopefully that rose throwing jackass hasn't rigged those too."
	Following her companion Akane smirked. "Wouldn't a unisex 
bathroom be a better choice?" She questioned.

	"Really? You're sure this is St. Hebereke's school for girls?" 
Questioned Ryoga dubiously. 
	He had been wandering, futilely, since last night across the 
better part of Tokyo and had already been to six schools. The last of 
which, strangely enough, had a student that appeared to be the same 
type of oni that Sakura transformed into. A nice enough girl, she told 
Ryoga all about her planet that was populated entirely of onis, while 
flying him back to Nerima. 
	Smiling at the memory Ryoga made a mental note to tell 
Sakura all about Lum. The alien had seemed intrigued at the idea of 
encountering a half human half oni and he was certain Sakura would 
like to talk to the girl about not only her abilities but the trouble her 
transformation caused.
	"Yes," nodded the shy brunette student. 
	"Then I made it," said Ryoga in certain amazement. "I actually 
made it here safely... and on time! With my lousy sense of direction! 
Oh Akane..." Dark brown eyes filled with tears as Ryoga clenched his 
hands into fists. "It's the power of love guiding me on! I know it." 
Looking at the student, that was nervous from his outburst, he bowed. 
"Thank you." 
	Ryoga had barely walked a yard when he turned around. 
"Uhm..." He began embarrassed. "Could you possibly tell me where 
the gym is? I'm from Furinkan and I've never been to your campus 
before." Lately he had taken to explaining his reasons for asking 
directions. It seemed to help the people he talked to in relating to him. 
	"Sure," said the brunette easily. "Just take a left at the end of 
the main walkway we're on. The gym is the first building you see. 
Can't miss it," the brunette smiled. 
	"Take a left. Okay..." Murmured Ryoga as he slowly 
processed these instructions. "Thank you!" He repeated cheerily 
before walking away. 
	Watching the handsome, but somewhat strange, boy depart 
the brunette observed with some confusion as he took  a sharp right 
when the walkway ended. Oh well, she thought bemused, he said he 
was from Furinkan. I'm sure he can take care of himself. 
	It was well known to all in the Nerima district that the 
Furinkan high school was practically a reform school that housed 
nothing but martial artists. Anyone who attended it had to possess 
some degree of fighting skill or face being fed to the wolves. At least... 
that's what the rumor mill said.
	Sighing, the brunette thought of the handsome lost boy again 
before heading towards the gym. As a loyal student of St. Hebereke 
she wasn't about to miss the first match of their pride and joy, the 
black rose, Kuno Kodachi.

	"Why..." Moaned Sakura warily as she took in the capacity 
crowd that was overflowing inside the St. Hebereke gym. "Are all 
these people here?"
	"Must be here to share your misery," drawled Nabiki.  "I'm 
just grateful we have these great ringside seats. It's nice to have close 
connections to everyone involved in a match. Such as both fighters and 
the reason they're fighting." Sakura glared at the smirking brunette 
before sighing. 
	"You do realize this is totally medieval?" Sakura complained. 
"I'm a person, not a possession! They can't fight over me like some 
kind of prize. I do have a say in my own life you know. I hate this!"
	"I dunno," murmured Ranma. "I think I'd enjoy two gorgeous 
ladies fighting over me. Especially if one of them was Ucchan."
	Chuckling, Genma gave a friendly slap to his son's backside. 
"Well said Ranma!" He declared. "Well said! There is reason to be 
proud at being battled over. It shows your own worth to others." 
	Shooting a hard look at her husband, who paled immediately, 
Nodoka intervened. "I agree with Sakura's viewpoint Ranma. Ukyo 
and Kodachi have no right at all to decide her future for her. It 
displays a horrible lack of respect on their part."
	"Aw Mom..." Ranma groaned. "It isn't like that. Ucchan is just 
looking out for Sakura." Focusing on the street fighter he gazed at her 
with serious blue eyes. "She doesn't trust Dachi. This whole thing is 
about how much she cares for you. Not about her disrespecting you. 
They both want to prove to the other that they're right in their opinions. 
You know that... right?"
	"I guess," relented Sakura. "But I wish they could've resolved 
it in a more reserved manner than a public sports event. I mean, they 
have television crews here for the Kami's sake!" Sakura swept her 
hand in a grand gesture towards the cameras. As she did her eyes 
locked on the departing Nabiki. "Where are you going?" Sakura 
questioned. 
	Tilting her head to one side Nabiki offered a sly grin. "I'm 
going to make some business connections. After all, who wouldn't pay 
for inside information on both combatants and the prize itself?" 
	"I'm not a prize!" Cried Sakura in desperation. 
	Nabiki shrugged as a response then slipped into the crowd to 
pursue her targets. Watching the middle Tendo walk away Ranma 
shaded his eyes. "Hey..." He began in wondrous tones. "ESPN is 
here." 
	"Why me?" Sakura moaned. 

	"I should've found the gym by now..." Ryoga said while 
surveying his surroundings. They looked somewhat similar but he 
couldn't tell if he had already gone through this area of the campus 
already. 
	Scratching the back of his head Ryoga pondered the 
directions he'd been given over fifteen minutes ago. He taken a right 
like she'd said... because his left was her right and that was what she 
meant when she said take a left... right? His face constricted in thought 
while wandering along the small dirt walkway beside the large science 
building. Ryoga had barely paused a second when a stream of cold 
water descended upon him.
	Now a piglet, Ryoga looked upwards at two school girls, one 
holding an empty bucket, and squealed angrily at them. Slumping his 
tiny shoulders he pondered how he would find the gym, not to mention 
some hot water, in this form. It was then that a pair of gentle hands 
lifted him up and he was gazing into the smiling face of a St. Hebereke 
student. 
	Glancing around he saw that there was three of them. All 
smiling widely and cooing at him. Ryoga sighed inwardly. He had no 
idea why but most girls wanted to keep him as a pet when he was a 
piglet. The event was disturbing when it happened. Fortunately though, 
with the help of his new friends keeping a watchful eye Ryoga had 
been mostly able to avoid the instance. Mostly. This obviously wasn't 
going to be one of those times. 
	Oh well, lamented Ryoga mentally. Maybe I'll get lucky and 
they'll take me to the gym for the match. Then I can sneak away and 
find the others. Or they'll spot me. 
	His attention shifted as he felt himself being passed to another 
person. Tipping his head upwards Ryoga gazed into the violet eyes of 
Kuno Kodachi and released a high pitched squeal of desperation.

	"Welcome to the martial arts rhythmic gymnastics match of the 
decade! St. Hebereke's school for girls vs. Furinkan high school! This 
will be a match to remember. That much is for certain!" Exclaimed the 
booming voice of the match announcer from her ringside booth. 
	"Truer words have never been spoken," stated Kuno as he 
took his seat beside Ranma. 
	Blinking at his friend Ranma commented, "About time you 
showed up. I was starting to think you weren't coming."
	"Preposterous!" Snorted Kuno arrogantly. "I would sooner 
disregard attendance to this event than I would slice my own limbs 
from my person! What sort of simpleton do you think Kuno Tatewaki 
to be that he would abstain from an opportunity to see the fair Tendo 
Akane in a leotard?!" 
	"Actually Kuno..." Ranma said carefully. 
	Ranma didn't really want to be the one to tell Kuno that Ukyo 
had replaced Akane in the match. It still annoyed Ranma that his friend 
had made his iinazuke one of his targets for affection. At times he 
could hardly restrain himself from attacking the guy. 
	The roaring voice of the announcer drowned out the rest of 
Ranma's sentence. "And the challenger is entering the gym!" As the 
announcer shouted this Ukyo appeared hefting a large backpack. She 
wore the usual brown bandoleer slung across her shoulder with her 
battle spatula hanging on the back. In replacement of the usual 
assortment of miniature spatulas there were several clubs attached to 
the front. Akane closely followed Ukyo with her eyes darting around 
the gym. 
	Tossing the backpack to Akane in an easy motion Ukyo leapt 
into the air to execute a spectacular flip while unsheathing her battle 
spatula. Upon landing the battle spatula hit the ring with a resounding 
clang. The effect of the airborne maneuver was instantaneous and the 
audience burst into loud applause. 
	"Well, it looks like the challenger is full of energy! But will she 
be this confident once the match has started?" The announcer's voice 
echoed throughout the gym. 
	"Ah!" Shouted Kuno desperately. Leaping to his feet he 
gawked Ukyo in her tight blue leotard. "It is none other than Kuonji 
Ukyo! My goddess of okonomiyaki! Saotome!" Kuno hissed. 
Whirling around he snatched Ranma up by the collar of his white 
tanktop. "Why did you not inform me that Kuonji Ukyo had replaced 
Akane in these proceedings?!" 
	Ranma grasped Kuno's wrists to stop the kendoist from 
shaking him again. "Didn't seem important," Ranma replied dryly. 
	Grumbling at what he thought to be a weak excuse Kuno took 
his seat slowly. Narrowing tawny eyes he focused on an object unseen 
by most. Chuckling softly Kuno produced a pair of sunglasses. 
Pushing them up the bridge of his nose he ignored Ranma's curious 
gaze.
	"Okay..." Ranma said humorously. "I give. I gotta know. 
What's the deal with the shades Kuno?" 
	Tipping his head to one side Kuno smiled smugly. "I would 
divulge the answer to your most inane query friend Saotome yet there 
would be no point in the matter. Move your gaze forward and all shall 
be explained."
	Ranma dismissed this vague explanation as another oddity of 
his friend. Turning to face forward blue eyes unwittingly focused ahead 
as Kuno had instructed. They were overcome by an intense blaze of 
light encompassing the gym.
	When the light finally faded, along with the temporary 
blindness it caused, the form of Kodachi could be seen being lowered 
from the rafters. All around her fireworks went off as Kodachi 
descended from the ceiling on a large wooden swing looking much like 
a Queen on her throne.
	Gingerly stepping off the swing Kodachi stood in her corner of 
the ring wearing a large smirk. The dark gymnast wore a deep purple 
leotard from her personal collection. Some people had found the color 
made her look more intimidating. Ever since she discovered that fact 
Kodachi had made it a habit to dress in darker color schemes. 
Meeting the controlled gaze of her opponent Kodachi decided that 
Ukyo definitely wasn't intimidated. 
	In fact, she wasn't sure what the other girl was feeling. Usually 
Kodachi was good at sensing the emotions of others but she was 
drawing a blank as she gazed into the eyes of Kuonji Ukyo. The 
okonomiyaki chef kept a calm mask of disinterest. The only sign of 
distress being her fingers tapping continually against the handle of her 
large battle spatula.

	"In the blue corner we have the challenger! From Furinkan 
high school Kuonji Ukyo!" As the announcer shouted this Ukyo 
moved to face the audience and waved a few times while smiling 
widely. 
	"And last, but certainly not least, in the red corner we have the 
champion! From St. Hebereke's school for girls, the black rose... 
Kuno Kodachi!" While this was announced Kodachi turned to the 
audience and threw her patented black roses to them.
	"The combatants are going through last minute preparations 
before the match begins. This particular fight has a personal note to it, 
making it almost a duel, for the two fighters. It seems that they've 
willingly staked a prize on the outcome of this match. Whoever wins 
will possess the unknown prize, which our sources have unfortunately 
been unable to identify. Talk about adding incentive to winning! As the 
old saying goes... to the victor goes the spoils. Or in this case the 
prize!" Finished the announcer loudly. Looking into the audience she 
scratched her head. For some reason every time she had said prize a 
shrieking sound was heard. 
	Oh well, she thought, this crowd does have people from 
Furinkan. And it isn't like St. Hebereke is the most normal school 
either. Turning back to the match she saw the combatants were 
receiving instructions from the referee.
	"And we're back! The referee is giving the guidelines of the 
match to the opponents and lets hope they follow them! It would be 
quite the let down if anyone should get disqualified due to legalities!"

	Ukyo quickly pulled away after going through the customary 
handshake. She didn't want to have contact with the black rose longer 
than she had to. A moment longer and Ukyo would've unsheathed her 
battle spatula to attack. 
	Raising a dark eyebrow at this action Kodachi studied Ukyo 
curiously. "My, my," she purred. "Should I be insulted? Oh well... 
rejection only gives me more reason to do this!" 
	Blinking sandalwood eyes Ukyo observed with some 
confusion as Kodachi began to twirl her ribbon in a large circular 
motion. As she did so thousands of black rose petals swirled out of 
the ribbon. Ukyo winced as she felt a sudden sharp pinch at her wrist. 
When the rose petals fell away she wore a heavy metal shackle around 
her wrist. Lifting up the heavy chain that was attached to it Ukyo 
gazed into the angry eyes of Ryoga piglet.
	"Ryoga?" Questioned Ukyo incredulously. Glancing from him 
to the shackle around her wrist she smirked. "I guess this is divine 
retribution for when you handcuffed us  together during our first 
match." As a response Ryoga squealed loudly while glaring at Ukyo 
irately. "What? You don't think deja vu is funny Ryoga?" Picking up 
the black piglet Ukyo set him on her shoulder. "I'll get you out of this 
as soon as I can, okay? Just hang on and behave yourself. I have a 
fight to win."
	"Talking to a pig?" Kodachi cried before laughing in her high 
pitched tones. "How foolish. I will surely defeat you Kuonji! Sakura is 
mine!" 
	Gritting her teeth Ukyo moved into attack position and the 
match was ready to begin. 

	"And it seems that the champion has cleverly attached a 
miniature black piglet to a chain and has shackled it to the challenger 
Kuonji Ukyo! She doesn't seem happy about it but who can really 
blame her? Lucky for the champion Kuno pigs are legal! While we're 
on the legalities of the sport here are the match rules!" 
	Pulling out a sheet of paper the announcer scanned the short 
list of regulations for this match. It seemed to her that every time she 
worked the sport got more and more out of control. Pretty soon there 
wouldn't be any rules left at all.  She didn't know the reasoning behind 
the changes but they sure brought in an audience.
	"The only legal attacks are with tools and there is no time limit 
on the fight. The match will go on until one of the combatants faces a 
knock out or are forced outside the ring. That's it! Not a lot to 
remember for our two fighters! Lets go back to the match as our 
opponents face off!"

	"I won't go easy on you. Back out now, while you still can," 
stated Ukyo coolly. Skilled hands snapped a dark blue ribbon into use 
and Ukyo whispered. "Hang on tight Ryoga. Don't get involved unless 
you have to." Ryoga piglet nodded in affirmation while clutching tightly 
to the material of her leotard. 
	"How very kind of you to worry," mocked Kodachi. "But I'll 
be perfectly fine dear!" Crying this she shot ahead her ribbon extended 
in a straight formation. In a strong downward stroke the ribbon 
descended, acting much like a metal bar. 
	Seeing this as the perfect opportunity to set Ryoga free and 
help herself Ukyo yanked the heavy chain into the air to block the 
ribbon. It hit the chain making a loud clanging sound and Ukyo 
narrowed her eyes. 
	"Hey!" She exclaimed. "That's a metal bar not a ribbon!" 
Turning to the referee Ukyo shouted, "Ref! She's using a metal bar!"
	"Sorry," replied the referee in dull tones. "The tools she's using 
are legal."
	Before Ukyo could respond to this the metal bar came down 
again. This time hitting her on the head. Wincing Ukyo focused on 
Kodachi who wore a wide smile. 
	"It would be best if you paid attention to me during the match 
my dear," Kodachi advised winsomely. "At this rate the darling Sakura 
is sure to be mine!" 
	Releasing a low growl Ukyo unsheathed her battle spatula and 
took several wide swings at Kodachi who barely dodged the 
oncoming attack. "Who the hell made the darling Sakura yours 
anyway?!" Leaping into the air Ukyo pulled the battle spatula back in a 
strong movement. Lowering it down towards where Kodachi stood. 
"She might not even want you!! Ever think of that?!" 
	Bounding out of the path of Ukyo's battle spatula Kodachi 
formed a thoughtful expression. Jumping on top one of the corner 
poles Kodachi pointed the metal bar at Ukyo.
	"I finally understand!" Kodachi cried triumphantly. "You're 
jealous! That is why you persistently interfere in my relationship with 
Sakura. It all makes sense now!" 
	"I am not," Ukyo clenched her jaw. "Jealous!" 	Dropping her 
battle spatula in a sudden movement Ukyo snatched the heavy chain 
Ryoga piglet was attached to. Her tiny companion released a fearful 
squeal as his body was flung into the air. Spinning the chain high above 
her Ukyo sent Ryoga piglet flying in a circular pattern that was aimed 
at Kodachi's head.
 	Moving her head back each time Ryoga piglet made a pass 
Kodachi smiled. "Doth who protests too much friend Kuonji. I do 
believe I've hit the nail on the head."
	"I am not," Ukyo hissed. Increasing her strength she sent 
Ryoga piglet flying at higher speeds. "Your friend!" 
	Having no time to react Kodachi was helpless to stop Ryoga 
piglet from slamming into the side of her face. With a loud crash the 
black rose fell the ring floor. Smirking Ukyo was able to enjoy this a 
moment before Ryoga piglet began attacking her for using him that 
way.

	"Ryochan!" Exclaimed Akane from the sidelines. 
	"She's certainly out of control," commented Nabiki dryly. 
"Using her own friends as weapons in the match. That is a definite 
novelty." Focusing on her sister Akane blinked.
	"Nabchan? Why are you down here?" Akane asked as she 
turned away from the insanity of the ring.
	"I needed to confer with some business associates about the 
future commodities involved in the events of this  little interaction," 
Nabiki explained smoothly. Turning calm hazel eyes to the large 
backpack that rested near Akane she queried, "The secret battle plan, 
eh?" 
	Akane groaned. "Yeah. Ucchan seems bound and determined 
to turn Dachi's usual plan against her." A twinkle appeared in brown 
eyes as Akane considered something. "So," she smirked. "How is 
Sakura taking this?" 

	"I can't believe this!" Screamed Sakura balling her hands into 
fists. "She hit Dachi in the head with Ryochan!" Turning to Ranma she 
questioned in disbelief. "Is this just a sudden trend? Because Ukyo 
never did this back in Kyoto!" 
	Still wondering at Sakura using Kodachi's given nickname 
Ranma scooted back. "Far as I know this is the first time Ucchan has 
ever hit anyone in the head with a pig," he offered wryly. "I dunno 
about a trend."
	Taking her seat Sakura shot Ranma a dirty look. "She and I 
are going to talk when this is over," she muttered lowly.
	"Don't forget about Dachi," added Ranma helpfully. The last 
thing he wanted was Ukyo getting saddled with all the responsibility 
for this fiasco in Sakura's eyes. 
	"Oh don't worry," Sakura assured. "She's going to get an 
earful too."
	The pair exchanged a look of solemn agreement and turned 
back to observe the match. It was then that Kuno suddenly shouted, 
"Kuonji Ukyo my love!" Then bounded towards the ring below. 
	"What's he up to?" Wondered Ranma. 

	"You wicked, wicked girl," breathed Kodachi as she rose to 
her feet. Moving closer to Ukyo she stared deeply into sandalwood 
eyes. "You too love Sakura! Is that it?!"
	"W-what?" Blanched Ukyo. 
	"You do love Sakura!" Kodachi affirmed. Violet eyes 
narrowed. "Isn't Ranma enough for you?!" Retrieving a pair of clubs 
Kodachi swiftly began an attack against Ukyo.
	Still lost as to what Kodachi was talking about, Ukyo blocked 
the attack using the heavy chain. Suddenly a large figure appeared 
before her, taking the brunt of Kodachi's attack. Blinking Ukyo 
focused on the fallen figure of Kuno.
	"Kuno?" She questioned. "What're you doing here?"
	"Brother dear," whispered Kodachi. Lifting her gaze she 
screeched at Ukyo. "This is all your fault!" 
	Just as Kodachi was about to attack again Kuno leapt to his 
feet. He clutched Ukyo's hands in his own. "Kuonji Ukyo, my goddess 
of okonomiyaki," he said reverently. "Tell me! Is it true? Do you love 
not only Ranma and the wretched ponytailed boy but also your boon 
companion Sakura?! Tell me the truth! I must know!" 
	Ryoga piglet released a low giggle of sorts at this demand and 
Ukyo groaned. "Look," she stated slowly. "I want the best for Sakura. 
We were very close once and--"
	"Very close?" Kodachi questioned suspiciously. "What do you 
mean by very close?"
	Sighing deeply Ukyo realized she was stuck. I might as well 
just say the truth and be done with it, she considered. Glancing into the 
audience she locked eyes with Sakura. The street fighter seemed to 
know what she was going to do next and nodded her approval. 
Looking to Ranma she smiled as he offered his answer by giving a 
thumbs up signal. 
	"What I mean," began Ukyo. She was now focusing on both 
Kunos. "Is that Sakura and I used to date. We were a couple once 
and I still care very much for her." 
	The reaction was immediate. Kuno fainted and Kodachi 
started to scream. Sighing inwardly Ukyo bent down to sling Kuno 
over her shoulder. Dumping him outside the ring Ukyo barely dodged 
the razor hoop thrown by Kodachi. 
	"That's it!" Growled Ukyo. In a swift movement she pulled 
two clubs from her bandoleer. "No more games."

	"Swell," Nabiki said sardonically. "Ucchan just gave away my 
inside information. Excuse me while I go hide from my business 
associates." 
	Akane watched her sister walk into the crowd before turning 
back to the match. Ryoga seemed to be hanging in there. In fact, she 
thought humorously, it looks like he's almost having fun. The black 
piglet was clinging obstinately to Ukyo's shoulder wearing a wide 
toothy grin. 
	Brown eyes widened as Kodachi began her attack of a 
thousand clubs. Akane had been keeping an indifferent attitude during 
the match but she couldn't do that now. Not when she knew the secret 
behind one of the most dangerous attacks of Ukyo's opponent. 
	"Ucchan!" Called Akane loudly. 
	The okonomiyaki chef tilted her head Akane's way. To gain an 
advantage in battling Kodachi's attack of a thousand clubs Ukyo was 
on the ring ropes. Still combating the attack with her one lone club 
Ukyo gazed at Akane as she tossed a ball her way.
	Leaping into the air Ukyo gave the ball a powerful blow, 
sending it flying towards Kodachi and her attack. Akane smiled softly 
as the clubs of the black rose went scattering to the floor and nodded 
her acceptance of Ukyo's shouted thanks.

	"And champion Kuno's attack of a thousand clubs is a 
complete bust!" Shouted the announcer from her ringside booth. With 
wide eyes she observed as Kodachi snatched the bell sitting on her 
table with her ribbon.
	"The champion pulls a bell into the play! Challenger Kuonji 
blocks with a pig! The pig doesn't seem too happy but that's to be 
expected! How clever... the champion Kuno has now commandeered 
a chair!" Scooting backwards the announcer froze as Ukyo's ribbon 
extended to pull her desk into the ring. 
	"Okay..." The announcer began warily. Her sound equipment 
was now sitting on her lap. "The challenger has retaliated with a desk! 
And the champion... ah! How very resourceful! Champion Kuno 
blocks with her brother! What an exciting match this is!"

	"Oh my," breathed Kasumi. "Poor Kuno-san. That must be 
terribly painful."
	"Don't worry about Kuno my dear Kasumi," consoled Soun. 
"He will be fine. As you recall, he always recovers from injuries quite 
swiftly." 
	"Those two girls are simply out of control," Nodoka asserted. 
Staring at her husband she frowned, "Genma. Why in the world did 
you encourage Ukyo to fight in this match?"
	"Training," Genma smiled proudly. "This is great training for the 
girl. Besides, I know the Master would heartily agree with my methods 
for training his heir!"
 	Nodoka sighed. "I suppose I can't argue with that. The 
lecherous pervert would find enjoyment in two young girls fighting each 
other over another young girl."
	"Nodoka!" Genma cried looking extremely nervous. He 
glanced around the gym hurriedly before focusing back on his wife. 
"Don't say things like that," he warned. "The Master could be 
anywhere... be anyone..." 
	"Hah! Go Ucchan!" Shouted Ranma, leaping to his feet. 
Wearing a wide grin Ranma elbowed Genma. "Did you see that 
Father? They had their ribbons tangled and Ucchan just let go of hers 
and sent Dachi flying backwards!"
	"Is that so?" Questioned Genma. Moving his attention to the 
match he noticed Kodachi studying them. "What is she up to now?" 
Genma wondered. 
	In a sudden movement Kodachi sent her ribbon flying 
outwards to grab the tea kettle of hot water Genma had brought in 
case of an emergency. 
	Watching as the kettle flew into the ring and into Kodachi's 
grip everyone felt a common sense of dread. 
	"Ryochan!" Sakura cried in alarm, realizing what the hot water 
would mean for her best friend. 
	"Lets hope Ryoga has good reaction time," said Ranma 
ruefully. 

	"All right cockroach girl! Lets see how you deal with the 
attack of the boiling water!" Exclaimed Kodachi. In her right hand she 
lifted the kettle of hot water ominously.
	Ryoga piglet released a high squeal of supreme fear and leapt 
off Ukyo's shoulder to hide behind her. Taking cue from this action 
Ukyo scooted away from the dark gymnast. She, of all people, 
understood the embarrassment in changing forms and she wasn't about 
to allow Ryoga to go through that humiliation now.
	"So!" Kodachi sneered. "You and that pig don't like hot water, 
eh?" Taking two steps closer she let loose peals of high pitched 
laughter. 
	Akane watched the scene before her unfold with some horror. 
If Kodachi threw the hot water on Ukyo, she would be fine, but 
Ryochan... Ryochan would be disgraced! Averting her eyes Akane 
looked out the open door to the gym and caught sight of a water 
sprinkler. A hose! That's it! Thought Akane excitedly while moving 
into a run and quickly leaving the gym.
	Yanking Ryoga up quickly Ukyo placed him on her shoulder 
again. "Hang on buddy," she whispered. "I won't let that water get 
anywhere near you." To Kodachi she scoffed, "Forget it you jackass! 
You're not going near me with that!" 
	Pushing back on her toes Ukyo leapt high into the air to avoid 
Kodachi and the hot water. In a swift gesture Kodachi threw the kettle 
into the air and sliced it in half with her ribbon. This caused the hot 
water to go flying from the kettle towards Ukyo. The okonomiyaki 
chef immediately retrieved her battle spatula to block the assault. A 
reaction installed in her after years of training. 
	The battle spatula blocked a good amount of the hot water but 
a thin stream of water diverted around it. Managing to hit Ryoga piglet 
square in the face. 
	As this occurred one thought echoed inside Ryoga's mind. I'm 
doomed, he thought. Everyone will know my terrible secret and 
Akane will never want me. It's over.
	Before Ryoga could sink into a pit of depression a blast of 
cold water hit both he and Ukyo. The impact causing Ukyo to lose his 
grip on his battle spatula. Sending it flying into the audience. 
	As he was swept away in the stream of cold water Ryoga 
piglet could barely turn his head to see Akane. She was holding the 
large hose, from where the water came. I'm saved! He thought 
happily. I'm saved and Akane did it! She does care for me! A large 
smile graced his piglet features. 
	While Ryoga was silently rejoicing this turn of events Ukyo 
was fervently swimming upstream against the rush of cold water 
wondering what he was going to do now. Sure, Ryoga was fine, but 
now he was in his boy type. So much for me not embarrassing the 
Anything Goes school of martial arts by wearing a leotard! Ukyo 
thought ruefully.
	Akane meanwhile had adjusted her stance to pull a small flask 
out of the hip pocket of her blue jeans and readied it awaiting Ukyo's 
landing. 
	Kodachi observed this somewhat ridiculous occurrence before 
throwing her razor hoop at Ukyo. The heavy flow of water had 
blocked any clear sight of her opponent and she had no idea Ukyo 
had transformed into a boy. Slicing through the water, the hoop ended 
the pressure Ukyo was swimming against. This allowed him and 
Ryoga to land gracefully to the ring floor. 
	Ukyo's feet had barely hit the floor when a splash of hot water 
hit him square in the face. Blinking in surprise she focused on the 
panting figure of Akane. 
	"Akane?" Ukyo asked in wonderment.
	"Flask..." Akane huffed. "Of hot water..." She finished holding 
up the small flask that Ukyo always carried. 
	"Oh!" Exclaimed Ukyo in understanding. "Thanks Akane! 
You're a lifesaver." Akane waved off the thanks and returned to their 
corner. "Man Ryoga," sighed Ukyo. Picking up the tiny piglet she set 
him on his designated place on her shoulder. "We are one lucky pair." 
Ryoga smiled widely and nodded in vigorous agreement. 
	"This has gone too far," hissed Kodachi. "You have made a 
mockery of the sport I love so dearly! Do you truly want my darling 
Sakura this badly?"
	"She's NOT your darling Sakura!!" Screamed Ukyo at the top 
of her lungs. Losing her patience Ukyo retrieved one of her clubs and 
lunged at Kodachi.

	"I don't believe this," Sakura sighed. "Does my opinion not 
exist? Am I not integral to my own life decisions? Apparently not." 
	Ranma was about to reply when the figure of an approaching 
Nabiki caught his eye. More specifically, the figure of what she 
carried, caught his eye. 
	"Nabiki!" Ranma exclaimed while rising. "What're you doing 
with Ucchan's battle spatula?" 
	"Divine intervention," replied Nabiki wryly. "I was defending 
myself against the unfounded accusations of trickery from my 
colleagues when suddenly... wham! Battle spatula lands between us 
cutting through the cement floor." 
	Handing the battle spatula to Ranma she took a seat next to 
Sakura. "It was quite helpful in ending our argument," Nabiki smirked. 
"I'll have to thank Ukyo later."
	"I guess I better hang onto it," said Ranma. Sitting again he 
rested the large weapon across his lap. "If Ucchan needs it I'll toss it 
her way." 
	"Looks to me like she's doing fine son," commented Genma as 
he poked Ranma in the ribs. 
	Turning back to the match Ranma saw that his iinazuke had 
somehow blocked Kodachi's attack with her feet and was lifting the 
dark gymnast off the ground as she pushed herself upwards with her 
hands. 
	"Yeah," Ranma smiled. "I guess so."

	Concentrating all her strength Ukyo pushed herself upwards. 
In one strong swift movement she thrust her legs outward while 
releasing her hold on Kodachi. The movement sent the black rose 
flying outside the ring. 
	As she flew through the air Kodachi wore a smug expression. 
Sticking two fingers in her mouth she released a high pitched whistle. 
Ukyo could barely keep her balance as the ring slid quickly across the 
gym floor. Thus allowing Kodachi to land within the legal limits of the 
ring.
	Meeting eyes with her smirking opponent Ukyo imitated the 
whistle of Kodachi and the ring moved across the gym floor again. 
Narrowing sandalwood eyes Ukyo reached for her battle spatula and 
discovered it was missing. 

	"Did the just ring move?" Sakura questioned amazed. "How in 
the hell did the just ring move?" 
	"Dachi is taking cheating to an art form," commented Nabiki 
dryly. "I'm almost impressed."
	"Ucchan!!" Ranma shouted loudly. Jumping to his feet he 
waved his iinazuke's large battle spatula. Catching her attention he 
smiled widely. With a powerful throw he tossed the battle spatula 
across the gym and into her grip.
	"That ought to even the odds," he said with smug satisfaction. 
Ranma observed with some confusion as Ukyo slashed at the ring mat 
with her primary weapon. "What's she doing?" He questioned 
perplexed. 
	"Just watch Ranma my boy," pronounced Genma. "Your 
iinazuke is a sharp one. Never doubt that." 
	They sat in silence as Ukyo destroyed what was left of the ring 
mat then leapt onto one of the corners. With a hard yank Ukyo pulled 
back the white covering to the mat and revealed the St. Hebereke 
gymnastics team. 
	Nabiki whistled at this revelation. "Smooth," she smirked. "I 
never would've given Kodachi credit for that kind of gall if I hadn't 
seen it."
	"The entire team was helping Dachi cheat?" Sakura asked in 
disbelief. "What kind of sport is this?"
	"Saotome," called Soun from the other side of Nodoka. "Now 
Ukyo has barely anything to stand on. Does she have the balancing 
skills to win?"
	"Don't worry Tendo," Genma assured. "The girl will be fine. 
Trust me."

	"Ah!" Cried the announcer as the St. Hebereke gymnasts ran 
past her in droves. "It was people power moving that ring! The entire 
St. Hebereke gymnastics team flees the gym! Now the combatants 
have only the ropes and poles to stand on. The entire mat is gone!"
	Rearranging the mess on her lap that was her supplies for the 
match the announcer reread the regulations. "And the rules clearly 
state that the first to lose their footing loses the match! It's all come 
down to a test of balance!" 

	Hah, thought Ukyo confidently. Little do they know that mid-
air combat is a specialty of not only the Anything Goes school of 
martial arts but my own traditional school of okonomiyaki martial arts. 
There's no way I can lose.
	Pushing back on her toes Ukyo jumped into the air only to be 
stopped by the sudden jolt of the chain attached to her wrist. Clutching 
to the corner pole she stared at Ryoga piglet who was gripping a ring 
rope nervously.
	"Ryoga!" She cried exasperated. "What in the hell did  you do 
that for?!" 
	The tiny black piglet released a series of distressed squeals 
which Ukyo couldn't understand. Sighing Ukyo crouched on the pole 
and gazed at him. 
	"Okay, okay," Ukyo amended. "Calm down. I'm not mad at 
you but I have a fight to win and I can't do it without your help. 
Understand?" Ryoga piglet met their eyes then nodded his head slowly 
in agreement. "You with me then? Good deal. C'mon... lets go."
	"Getting advise from a pig?!" Kodachi called in mocking tones. 
"Utterly ridiculous! For that you deserve this!" Kodachi sent her razor 
hoop slicing through the air. 
	Automatically Ukyo held up her wrist to block the oncoming 
attack and the hoop sliced through the shackle. Free of the shackle 
and the chain that attached her to Ryoga piglet the okonomiyaki chef 
smiled widely.
	"All right!" Cried Ukyo happily. She had just leapt into the air 
to attack when Kodachi wrapped her ribbon around her. Tangled in 
the ribbon Ukyo watched with wide eyes as she fell towards the metal 
wires of the mat below. 
	Twisting her body in desperation Ukyo freed herself of the 
ribbon and sent the top of it flying high into the rafters. With the ribbon 
now wrapped around one of bars in the rafters above Ukyo sent 
herself swinging at Kodachi in an attempt to land a solid kick. 
	"I'm going to kick you out of the ring!" Declared Ukyo as she 
aimed her foot at Kodachi. 
	Standing on a corner pole Kodachi tipped her head to one 
side, easily avoiding the attack. "Don't you know anything?" The black 
rose asked with a smirk. "It's against the rules to attack without tools."
	Swinging back onto her side of the ring Ukyo released her 
hold on the ribbon to land on the ropes. Putting all her weight on the 
heels of her feet she propelled herself forward. 
	Violet eyes widened as Ukyo went hurdling ahead. "Aren't 
you listening?!" Screeched Kodachi as Ukyo flew closer. "It's a foul to 
attack without tools!"
	"You want tools?" Demanded Ukyo harshly. "Then you'll get 
tools!" 
	Wrenching the last club from her bandoleer Ukyo pressed a 
hidden switch on the handle of the club. Instantly a miniature spatula 
popped out of the front end of the club to make it a sharp weapon that 
was definitely dangerous. 
	In a powerful throw Ukyo sent the club slicing through the air 
towards Kodachi's corner. The miniature spatula was effective in its 
task and swiftly cut through the metal of the corner pole. Effectively 
knocking a shocked Kodachi out of the ring and onto the floor below. 
	Watching from her safe position on the ropes above the fallen 
gymnast Ukyo smiled victoriously. 

	"And the challenger Kuonji Ukyo has won!" Cried the 
announcer in excitement. "The champion Kuno has been defeated! 
The once unknown prize, now revealed to be the student Kurasawa 
Sakura from Furinkan high, is challenger Kuonji's! A spectacular end 
to a fabulous match!" 
	Sighing deeply the announcer wiped away several beads of 
sweat from her forehead while swearing this would be the last match 
she would ever work. She'd had enough of the sport. It was getting 
too strange for her tastes. Having school girls as betting prizes. That 
was just going too far. 

	"Ucchan won!" Exclaimed Ranma happily. Turning to Sakura 
he continued, "Isn't that great? Aren't you glad?"
	Ignoring Ranma the street fighter bore green eyes ahead 
staring at the scene unfolding before her. Ukyo had turned away from 
the referee after she'd been declared the winner and was now talking 
to Kodachi. 
	Jumping into action Sakura sprinted down the ring below 
leaving Ranma alone. 
	"Hey..." Blinked Ranma. Shrugging he began an easy trek after 
her to congratulate his iinazuke with the others following his lead. 

	"Kuonji," Kodachi whispered distraught. 
	Upon turning Ukyo was surprised when she gazed into the 
tear filled eyes of her opponent. She hadn't expected this reaction on 
the part of Kodachi. Ukyo figured her obsession with Sakura was 
nothing more than a sick game. Which is why she was so determined 
to end it.
	"As promised I will renounce my present affection for my 
darling Sakura," choked out Kodachi. Holding back the tears was 
having a visible effect on the dark gymnast. "I hope all goes well in 
your romance with her. Treat her well as I would have. Farewell!" 
	"Wait..." Began Ukyo belatedly. She was late to stop 
Kodachi's exit, lacking its regular flair, now absent of the usual flurry of 
black rose petals. Ukyo was still staring in the direction Kodachi 
exited in when Sakura appeared.
	"Ukyo!" Sakura demanded bitterly. 
	Shifting her stance Ukyo gazed into the angry eyes of her 
former lover. "Yeah, Sakura?" She questioned tiredly.
	"I--you--she--!" Sakura started haltingly. Stopping her 
enraged speech she bore green eyes into sandalwood ones. Sighing 
deeply she ran her fingers through spiky chocolate brown hair. "Why 
can't I ever stay angry at you?" 
	Smiling wanly Ukyo offered, "Maybe because you know I 
never mean any harm." Tilting her head Ukyo returned her gaze to 
where Kodachi had left. "I might be incredibly dense but I think she 
really likes you Sakura."
	"I know," returned Sakura softly. Wearing a fond face she 
smiled gently. "She's a different person with me Ucchan. I'm a different 
person with her too..." Focusing on the floor Sakura scuffed the 
surface with her sneaker. "I still love you Ukyo and I need to get over 
that. I don't want to but I have to. I have to if things are ever going to 
be really good again. Who knows?" Sakura shot Ukyo a mischievous 
look. "Maybe Dachi is just the person to help me get over you."
	Ukyo groaned automatically. "Go ahead," she teased waving 
her hands around. "Give me a heart attack. Kill me in the prime of my 
youth." Tenderly holding Sakura's hand in her own Ukyo continued. 
"Seriously though. If she makes you happy then... go for it. I mean it. I 
won't give you two anymore trouble. Promise."
	"Really?" Asked Sakura skeptically. "What about your 
infamous sinking feeling?" 
	"That? It's gone," Ukyo shrugged. "I think it went away soon 
as I defeated Kodachi. I figure all I needed was to work through my 
hostility for her. But now," she smiled. "If you want to catch her you 
better move it!"
	Sakura hugged Ukyo quickly then pulled away before moving 
into a quick dash. Sakura left hurriedly in a cloud of dust and Ukyo 
remained watching with the others. 
	"You did the right thing," said Ranma softly.
	Whirling around Ukyo lost herself in the blue depths of her 
iinazuke's eyes. "You sure?" She asked uncertainly.
	Ukyo still didn't completely trust the black rose, tears or no 
tears, she still considered Kodachi a dangerous person.
	"I'm sure," affirmed Ranma. Tipping her head upwards with his 
index finger he smiled lovingly. "Have faith in yourself Ucchan. 
Everyone else does." 
	"Ranchan..." Murmured Ukyo. Leaning into his embrace the 
two shared the beginnings of a tender kiss. 
	"Break it up you guys!" Shouted Akane irately as she 
approached. "We need your help here."
	Tilting their heads up the couple saw Akane held Ryoga piglet 
in her arms. Ryoga still had the large manacle around his neck with the 
heavy chain attached. 
	"Well," Akane demanded. "Are you going to help me get 
Ryochan out of this chain or not?" 
	"I dunno Akane," Ranma chuckled. "I kinda like that look on 
Ryoga. Very sadomasochistic..." 
	Ukyo broke into giggles at this observation. "Ryoga's into 
leather now? Akane must be the dominate one." 
	"Of course," Ranma giggled clutching to his iinazuke who had 
buried her head in his chest. "He's submissive!"
	Warm brown eyes narrowed as Akane chased after the 
departing couple who continued to giggle. She had no idea what they 
were talking about but Akane had the feeling that she shouldn't let 
them get away with saying it. 

	Landing softly on a rooftop Sakura approached the hunched 
figure of Kodachi quietly. "Dachi?" Sakura touched  her shoulder 
gently. "Can we talk?"
	"There is nothing to discuss," Kodachi sniffled. She moved 
away from Sakura's touch. It was too painful to bear. "I have been 
defeated. Kuonji won our wager... I cannot associate you in a 
romantic manner and seeing you is an anguish that I will not endure." 
	"Wait a minute!" Sakura shouted, her anger flaring again. 
"Don't I have a choice in the matter? Any decisions involving me do 
have some effect on my life you know!"
	Grabbing Kodachi's shoulders Sakura whirled her around so 
they were face to face. Kneeling down Sakura locked their gazes 
leaving them only inches apart. 
	"Kodachi..." Sakura began fondly. "I like you. I like you a lot 
and I want to keep seeing you."
	"But--" Kodachi started to protest.
	Holding up an index finger Sakura hushed the dark gymnast. 
"But nothing. I've been pretty reasonable the last few days if you ask 
me but no more. I'm going after what I want and what I want is you."
	"Me?" Kodachi asked in disbelief. No one had ever said they 
had wanted her before. In fact, this was the first time anyone had ever 
shown any kindness to her other than Akane and her brother. 
	"Yeah," Sakura smiled. "You. Do you have a problem with 
that?"
	"A problem?" Kodachi broke into an seductive grin. "I have 
something but it isn't a problem."
	"That sounds promising," Sakura teased. Scooting closer she 
sat at Kodachi's side. The pair observed the lights of Nerima from the 
edge of the building.
	"So," began Kodachi, breaking the silence. "What is it exactly 
between you and Kuonji?" 
	"That," Sakura sighed. "Is just one of a million complicated 
stories in my life." 
	Moving closer Kodachi held Sakura's hand in her own. Tilting 
her head violet eyes locked with green ones. "Go ahead," she 
encouraged. "I have no plans for departing." 
	Gazing hard at Kodachi the street fighter finally broke into an 
easy smile. "All right," she agreed. "If I tell you about Ukyo then you 
have to tell me about Akane. Okay?"
	Staring at the offered hand Kodachi smiled. "Agreed. But," 
she said playfully. "I have a much more interesting method of sealing 
our agreement than a handshake."
	"Oh?" Questioned Sakura innocently. "What's that?"
	Entwining elegant fingers in the thickness of spiky chocolate 
brown hair Kodachi proceeded to show Sakura what exactly was 
that.

To be continued... 

This was inspired by the works of Rumiko Takahashi, Wade 
Tritschler, Jim Robert Bader, and many other cool folks. All
characters come from Ranma 1/2 except Sakura who graces
us from Street Fighter. 

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