Greetings from the Nexus! Birthday's over, school's a riot, and this has been the worse week of the year, but I still made it here, and with a solid connection this time! Anyway to the update.

1. To my prereaders: I am so terribly sorry to be behind schedule in writting any real fiction, let alone the outlines I promised. All Work and No Play have been revised, but I just need to get it from the paper to the computer.

2. To coauthors (Knight Writer): As mentioned, my connection has been acting funny, so I'm asking for confirmation of any type that you recieved an outline from me.

3. To the list in general: Just a couple of questions. One, AWA is now two weeks and a couple of hours away, and I want to know if anyone needs any help in transportation. Usually, that would be transportation and lodgings, but hotels are officially beyond my reach this year. Two, is it just me, or has my English class been a source inspiration to crank out more spamfiction. Oh well, here's another one for Ranma entiled:


Winner by Knockout


Gratuitous is not the word for it, but it does imply the obvious for
the sex thing, hence the lime tag. If it offends, don't read. If not,
enjoy.



It was perfect, the best plan in the history of the world, and only he
could have thought of it. There was no way for it to backfire, unless
he died in the process, and that still solved all of his problems. There wasn't even a slight chance for interference; the girls would see to that themselves once they heard the proposal. He had even spoken it over with Nabiki just to see if he had hypothesized correctly. Her response was that she wasn't betting against him in the slightest way. Hell, he was going to pull some funds away from this once word got out, and he threw his hat into the betting ring.
    By tomorrow, Ranma Saotome would be walking away with one girl on his arm, and one girl only.


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Word had been sent out, and spread like wildfire. Ranma was finally
going to decide on who he was to wed? After actual confirmation from
the pigtailed-martial artist himself, many began running out in the
streets, screaming the apocalypse was upon them. Others silently sat in their homes and prayed to every deity known, and even a couple that
weren't. Then there was the group who went gambling. Either way the
wager went, Nabiki Tendo had earned in one day what most millionaires
would never seen in their entire lives.


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    There wasn't a lot of major differences in the feelings running through Shampoo, Ukyou, Kodachi, and Akane as they sat in the Tendo living room.
Fear, loathing, anxiety, anticipation, and a dozen others had found
a path to their stomachs and stood there like a frozen lump of ice. He
was finally going to pick one? Who would it be?
    Ranma stepped in before them, more confident than he ever was before. It was practically pouring off of him, collecting in pools upon the floor. He took a seat, and taking a breath, began speaking the words the girls were so anxious to hear.
    "I've figured out a perfect way to end all of this craziness, and get back to our own lives."
    "No matter darling. We were always meant to be together. Whatever plan you have to save face for these harlots should fall through soon." Kodachi laughed her puppy-killing laugh.
    "Hmph. Shampoo show psycho girl different." The Amazon glared death at the upstart Kuno.
    Ukyou looked at the others, and then back to Ranma. "So what is it sugar?"
    Akane only looked more annoyed, and possibly more afraid.
    [Well. Here goes nothing.]
    "I will only marry the one who can lay me out the best."
    The resulting facefault not only occurred from the girls, and the spying relatives, but just about everyone else that was in hearing
range.
    "Darling, so early?" Kodachi's overconfidence escaped her. She had no problems pleasuring him, but at such a moment? And with the
harridan's present? To have to lose her maidenhood in such a way...
    Ukyou recovered with a pale face. She just wasn't that type of girl.
"You mean right now?" she asked, her voice barely audible for a mouse's hearing.
    Ranma nodded, completely ignoring the embarrassed and shocked looks. "That's right. Lay me out, and I decide who's the best. That's the one I'm marrying."
    Shampoo looked at the stunned girls, and then at her husband. He should have asked much earlier. She grabbed his hand, and pulled him upstairs.


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    Soun heard another loud moan from that amazon, and took another long pull of the bottle before passing it to Genma. That boy had better know what he was doing. "Your move Saotome," He pointed to the Shogi board with a shaky finger.
    Genma took the bottle in stride, secretly proud of his son's plan. The way he had devised this was pure genius. The only thing that could possibly go wrong was the girls not acting according to what Ranma had predicted.
    "OH MY GOD!"
    Genma fought hard to hide his smile, then remembered he was in panda form, and stretched his lips ear to ear. Oh yeah, everything was going as planned. That was his son up there.


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    Ranma came out with a thoughtful look, while Shampoo walked back into the living room with an aura of smug confidence about her. No way the stuck up little girls would dare even think about what she had just done. There were other secret techniques from her tribe than just martial arts.
    "Well, who's next?" Ranma asked, trying not to grin. The hardest part was over, and now either they'd give up their claims, or try to go through with it, with either option giving him one less iinazuke to worry about.
    Ukyou fidgeted in her seat, still amazed at how much noise Shampoo had made. How could she have done that without any shame? That he expected her to make the same choice, even worse, that she was still sitting on the couch actually considering giving her innocence away at the drop of a hat.
    Kodachi jumped up and grabbed him arm, only sparring a slight glance toward the other girls. The chef was looking rather shaken, the amazon was still smiling, and the Tendo girl...
    Akane had not budged a single inch since Ranma's announcement.
    [Well, her loss.] Gathering her confidence, and refusing to think back to the hour ago when she was just as nervous as Ukyou, for fear of relapse, she cuddled up to Ranma's side, and they headed upstairs.

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    Kasumi continued knitting, completely ignoring the shacking coming from Nabiki's bed across the hall. Nope, she wasn't listening to the hot panting, passionate moaning, or even the screamed names. No, she was just knitting, ignoring the fact that the nice Kuno girl had basically doubled Shampoo's time by an hour. She hoped Ranma was having a nice time.
    "YES! HARDER MY LOVE! HARDER!!!"
    Kasumi paid no attention to the stuffy feeling of her panties, and thought how nice it must be to be so young.


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    Ranma came down frowning. She had staying power, but wasn't very creative. Shampoo was definitely versatile, but it seemed too forced. Well, he was halfway through anyway.
    Kodachi sat down with a pained look on her face. She was positive that she had performed well enough to emerge victorious, but there was no mistaking his frowns from where she was. She would have to work on her skill.
    Ukyou stood up shakily and took the pigtailed boy's hand. She could do this. She could give her love to Ranma, and prove those other girls not right for him. It was just the talk that scared her the most. Always around the boys when they spoke about how much the girls would scream when their cherry was popped, about how much pain they would complain about as those horribly perverted boys entered them for the first time...
    "Ranchan?"
    Ranma looked at her carefully. Of course one of them would have second thoughts, and he more than pegged her as the one who would speak up. In fact, he was surprised, and pleased at how quiet Akane had been the entire time. "Yeah, Uchan?"
    "You gotta be gentle with me, please? I don't mind if it builds, but at the start, please be gentle. I just..."
    Ranma smiled. He knew he could count on Ucchan. He would do his best to make this her most memorable time. He gave her a hug of comfort, and they headed upstairs.


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Nabiki was not impressed. The other two sessions, lasting three hours
in total, contained more action than a Debbie Does Osaka flik, even
with Kodachi sticking to the basic three positions, and now though Ukyou was putting on a show, including the warmup, the audio on it just plain sucked. The loudest she got was after the foreplay, and that was when Ranma 'broke her in' so to speak. Everything else was just long, soft, moans and squeaks. It might sell to romantics, but this was useless to hardcore fans, not that she was going to let Ranma know she had home videos.
    With a sudden scream, the couple stopped, leaving a disappointed Nabiki. Thirty minutes? Even she could probably go longer than that. Closing up the recording feed, she turned off the camera and sat to think. If what Ranma planned went off without a hitch, then that was the last of the action. Nabiki then noticed where her hand was, and thought otherwise. Afterall, watching for three and a half hours wasn't possibly good without a release of her own, right?


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    Good ol' Ucchan, it was just like he pictured. If that's what she was going to be like, he'd have to reconsider that mistress thing Kasumi had talked about. Short, but ever so sweet.
    Shampoo and Kodachi could only gape. They had barely been in for fourty minutes, and he was satisfied with that? The girls looked as Ukyou sat down, a dazed smile on her face, and blushing horribly. They would indeed look into better ways of improving themselves.
    All eyes turned to Akane, who had finally snapped out of her stupor With Ukyou's loud and long climax. Ranma just shrugged, and took her by the hand up to the bedroom.
    This was where it all came down. If she went with the first option, then the contest would more than likely go to Ukyou. If she did what he thought she would do, then she would win hands down.
    [Don't disappoint me Akane,] he thought as he started kissing her and removing her shirt. [I'm depending on you.]
    Akane was still thinking about Ranma's purposal. He thought he could just get away with it? Did he actually think he had a harem that would please him at his discression?
    Then she noticed her surroundings.
    The smells in the air.
    The lack of anyone around but him.
    Touching her.
    With her shirt off.
    And no bra.


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    There was no warning, no battle aura, nothing that indicated something had happened. There was just a sudden projectile rising from the roof to the sky at an alarming rate. Instant clarification dawned on Soun, who had put a hand to each ears. "Cover you ears!" he shouted to the quiet air.
    Everyone within earshot that heard his words took the hint just in time to dampen the resounding sonic boom that rocked the Tendo Dojo.
    "YOU PERVERT!!!!"
    WHAM!!!
    The heir to the Saotome school was not to awaken for two days.


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    Ranma came to, and began smiling. She did it. That was his tomboy.
    "The winner!" He cried in pain.


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Well, that's it. If your still going 'what the hell?' the stipulation
was that the one to lay him out the best would be the one he would marry. There is no excuse for all that gratuitous sex though, and no, I don't have a bias toward Ukyou. Really! ^_^;;
Anyway, why include Kodachi, despite Ranma's fear of her?
That's a secret...
Back to the hack I go people.

-Kenji M.

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