You know, maybe my friend was right... maybe I should have named this, 'I wonder how much I can screw everyone's lives up', but instead it's:

All For One

by: Lady Virgo

        I know, not a very good title, but it doese it's purpose.  Being a space filler.... and to call the story something.  I can't use 'A Story', even though the title has changed to 'Ukyo can Cook', I believe, but.. read it and you'll find out why...
        Okay, I'm rambeling again, I'm sorry.  Standard disclaimers apply.  I may have charactors from another show popping up for cameos, so watch out for them.  I'm sorry I messed this up, Takahashi-sama, but after reading 'Ryouga and Ukyo' by Mark Doherty, so blame him on this, not me.  Well, don't, after all, I'm the one that made this story.
        Yes, it's an alterniverse fic, no, it's not part of the Elseworld thingie, but there will be more then one chapter.  Thank you for reading this, please, C&C would be nice.  Flames aren't as nice, but hey, First Amendment Rights an' all is alive and well, even if some people don't think so.  E-mail me at: LadyVirgo@hotmail.com.  I would appreciate you not flame me (though you can critisize me and my God-awful spelling) because I'll use it to line my birdcage if I had one.  Maybe I use it to potty train my house broken dog....
        Well, I should really get on with the story before I say anything even stupider, thanks again for reading!

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All for One
Lady Virgo
Chapter 01: The Guests
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        In any place, at any time, in any dimesion or individual fold of space, there has to be one spot, where all the wierdness in that universe gathers at one point.  It may not be at the same time, or the same exact place, but some where close by, spanning the ages of that universe's existance.
        In one universe, it was Little Tokyo.  In another, Tokyo tower; another, Juuban, Tokyo and yet another in... hmmm, well what do you know?  Tokyo-3.  (Shuffling through papers) A lot of things seem to be happening in a place that sounds a lot like 'Tokyo'... very strange.  Ah!  Here's one that's not!  Washington, D.C., or, to be more exact, the president's.... (Pauses) Um... Let's not dwell too long on that universe.  Anyway, to this one world we shall be visiting for quiet a while, is all the way back in Tokyo.  (Sigh) That's it, I'm getting me another job.
        ....
        Ah... ahem, I stand corrected, I while finish this first and, um, look for another job later.  (Aside) Can you put the gun down, now?  Thank you.  Any way, this is one of the few occasions when nearly a quarter of the strange things in the world meet, same time, same place.  And this place is:
        (A view of an empty street, right in front of a Japanese house)
        Nerima, Tokyo.  Let's watch.

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        Night has fallen, the twinkeling stars studded the velvety night in all their shinning glory.  The wind whispered the slow heart beat of the planet, lulling the residence of the ward into a secure and blissful rest.
        *GUSH!*
        Well, okay, I lied.  Those that weren't drowning or trying to keep their furniture and children, let alone themselves, from floating outside on the fast pace currents, where in slumber land.
        The cause of this tutsunami should really come to no shock to any on the Nerima Ward.  That is, if anyone really cared anymore.  The source of the high pressure water works came from, wherelse?  The Tendo house hold.
        "Father, stop!  We're all gonna catch hypothermia, or something!  Calm down and help us bail out water!"  A young girl with blue-black hair shouted at the bawling man.
        "I'm sorry, Akane, but I'm so happy!  I just have to let it out!"  And the river of tears continued to gush.
        "Well, can you let it all out later?  Like when my lab top is in a ziplock bag, Daddy?"  A brown haired girl, her hair flayed, shoved bucket after bucket out the window.  Another girl witwith strange looking shirukens and on his pack, what looked like a giant spatula and mini-grill was attached. 
        Behind him was a girl with short, firey-golden hair.  A black spotted yellow bandana held the unruly bangs from her almond eyes.  She also wore a silken Chinese shirt, yellow, short-sleeved, collar-less and folded over to the left breast.  Baggy black pants bound at the ankels and black slippers ended her ensomble.  She had on a very large and heavy looking pack with a red bamboo umbrella.
        A panda stood behind them, two packs on it's back and a girl on it's shoulder.  Her hair was a flame red, held in back by a drooping pig-tail.  She also wore baggy pants and a short sleeve Chinese shirt.  This buttoned down with brass ties and matched the color of her hair.
        Soun looked at the boy curiously.  "Um... this is the Tendo house, right?"  The boy asked, fidgeting under Soun's gaze.
        The old man's face suddenly lit up.  "Ranma my boy!  What a pleasure to meet you!  At last, our families shall be united!"  He wrapped 'Ranma' in a bear hug a rivers suddenly poured from his eyes.
        "Uh...er, ahem..."  The younger grinned uneasily.  "Uh, hate to break it to ya, Sir, but I ain't Ranma.  I'm Ukyo Kounji."  He pried Soun off his shirt and jerked a thumb over his shoulder.  "That's Ranchan."
        "Ranma!  I meet you at last!  Where is your father?"  Soun pounced on the girl and cried into her...uh, er...um...shirt (and let's leave it at that).
        The girl turned red and shook.  "I'm not Ranma.  I'm Ryouga Hibiki."  She said tersly.
        "Daddy."  Nabiki suddenly appeared by her father's side and pulled him off.  "That's not even a guy."  She probed Ryouga's chest.  "These are real.... I have the feeling that your friend's son is really his daughter."
        Ryouga trembeled and whispered harshly through clenched teeth.  "Do you mind?  I think you really ought to stop that."
        "Nabiki!"  Akane slapped at her older sister's hand.  "Leave her alone!"  She turned to the shorter girl.  "Sorry about my sister.  I'm Akane."
        Ryouga looked surprised, then smiled lightly.  "Pleased to meet you."
        "I hope we can be friends."
        Her eyes softened.  "So do I."
        Ukyo rolled his eyes.  "Not a chance, Ryochan.  We're heading back to China, remember?  As soon Ranchan wakes up, that is."
        "Ugh.. someone call my name?"  A weary voice asked.  Everyone turned to see the red-head standing on shaky feet.
        Soun looked her over.  "You wouldn't happen to be..."
        "Um... Hi.  I'm Ranma Saotome.  I take you're the friend Pops was talking about."
        The panda held out a sign now that it's arms were free.  [Tendo!  It's great to see you, again!]
        The Tendo yard flooded for the second time that night.

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        Akane cheerfully patted her father on hte back.  "There, there, Daddy.  I guess the engagment can't be fufilled.  Oh well, can't win them all!"
        "Actually,"  Nabiki coyly injected as she gazed at Ukyo, looking like a cobra poised to strike and making him squirm,  "the engagment can be fufilled.  Just not the part about joining families."
        Ukyo laughed nervously and tugged at his collar.  "Uh... er, well..."  He looked at his two companions.  Ranma was snickering while Ryouga smiled and rolled her eyes in a way that said: 'Not again!'.
        Akane just ignored her sister and addressed Ranma and Ryouga.  "Hey, I hear you two know kempo, right?"  They nodded.  "How about sparring then?"
        "Ah... well, we don't fight-"
        With a swift elbow to the ribs, Ranma spent the next while trying to regain her breath.  Ryouga just shot her a glare.  "Sure, I'll spar with you."  She smiled, a fang poking over her lip.
        "Okay, great!  I'll get my gi.  The dojo is in the back."  Akane ran to her room, her ponytail bouncing behinder her.
        Ryouga's sweet smile turned to a sneer as she addressed the panda.  "And you straighten this out, got it?"  It nodded franticly.
        "Come on, Sugar."
        Ryouga blinked at Ukyo's outstretched hand.  "What?"
        "You know you'll never make it there by yourself.  Besides, I wanna see how good that Akane girl is."
        Narrowing her eyes, Ryouga stood up and brushed passed Ukyo.  He sighed and put a hand to his head.
        "The back is this way!  Geeze, you Jackass!  I was just trying to be nice!"  He dragged the bandanaed girl the other way.  "Coming, Ranchan?"
        "Yeah, yeah.  I'm coming."  Ranma jogged after the two.

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        "Still, spar with her?"
        "Why not, Ranma?"
        "Well, for starters, she ain't bein' to nice to Ukyo."
        "Not my problem."
        "For another, she don't look to tough."
        "It's not like I'm gonna fight her for real, man."
        "And lastly, we're gonna be leaving for China soon, why be her friend when we ain't gonna be her long?"
        "It's nice to make a friend for once, you know?  Besides, I don't want to be rude.  Unlike you, you have a natural tendency to be cruel."
        "Oh, now that's low, Ryouga."
        "No it's not, it's true."
        "Hey, Ucchan.  Why ain't you sayin' nothin'?"
        "Hmm?"  He looked up from his spot along the wall as Ranma helped to warm Ryouga up (i.e.  dodge her attacks).  "Just think, that's all."
        "'Bout what, Ukyo?"  Ryouga asked as she sent another jab at Ranma.
        "About why we didn't get cured before we chased Pops."
        The two girls stopped.  They stood like statues and blinked.  Ranma started to wail and Ryouga sniffeled a bit.  Ukyo sweat dropped.
        "He-hey!"  He quickly said.  "That don't mean we can't go back later!  I mean, we still remember where it is an' all..."
        "What's going on here?"  Akane poked her head in.  Once she spotted the teary eyed girls, she turned to Ukyo with fire in her eyes.  "What did you do to them?"
        "Nothing!"
        "Oh, really?"  She pushed up a sleeve to her yellow gi and took a menacing step forward.
        "Really, Ucchan didn't anything to us.  It's just, we... well, we forgot to something very important before we left China."  Ryouga hastily said.
        "Oh.  Okay."  She glared at Ukyo one more time and walked over to Ryouga."Ready, Ryouga-chan?"
        "Hai, Akane-san."
        Akane giggled.  "No need to get formal."
        She blushed.  "Well... It's just, you are the hostess and it's rude not to be respectful."
        "Feh.  Ain't respectible to Pops."
        "Who is, Stupid?"  Ukyo rapped his knuckles on Ranma's head.  "After all he put us through."
        The corners of Akane's mouth quirked a little before she turned her full attention to Ryouga.  She fell back into a ready position.  "Let's go."  Ryouga nodded and took a defensive stance.
        With a loud cry, Akane rushed forward in a flury of punches and kicks, each finding nothing but air.  After half a minuet, she wondered why Ryouga was doing nothing but dodging.  It was obvious the fanged girl was holding back, why was the question.
        Ryouga suddenly jumped out of Akane's reach then flipped over the latter's head.  Lazily she swung her foot in a back kick wich was easily blocked.  Ryouga pressed her advantage by various punches, aiming each jab a little off center, much weaker and slower then she normally used.
        Akane blocked most of them, but a couple lightly tagged her in the shoulders or legs.  A small smirk played over her lips as she hopped a couple feet back.  Her face was suddenly contorted in a mask of focus.
        "YAAAAAAHHH!!!"  She rushed forward, driving all her speed and strength behind one punch.
        *SMASH!*
        She felt a small tap on the back of her head.  Turning, she saw Ryouga standing, looking innocent.  Akane stood there, her fist still plunged through the dojo's wooden wall.  Her face clearly showed the shock she felt.  The two stood there, Akane in shock, Ryouga just plain afraid to move.  She showed considerable strength and a nasty temper.  For a second, she thought Akane might hit her.  Then remembered she was the tough one of her group.
        "Akane-san?"
        Akane suddenly smiled.  "Wow!  You're good!"
        Ryouga faultered, then blushed.  "Uh... thanks, so are you."
        "I'm glad that you're a girl."
        She faultered again.  "Uh... yeah?"  She laughed nervously.  "Why's that?"
        "'Cause I'd hate to lose to a guy."  Ryouga suddenly wished she was back in China.  Akane failed to notice and continued on.  "Maybe you can teach me a couple things."
        "Well, if you want to learn from anyone, ask Ranma."
        The pig-tailed girl suddenly popped up next to her friend.  "Oh?  And why's that?"
        Ryouga looked at the ground in an angery pout.  "Ubmdenghm."
        "What?"
        "Ubetrdenme."
        "I'm sorry, Ryouga, I still can't seem to hear you."
        With a flat look, she slowly turned to Ranma.  Softly, Ryouga whispered:  "I said because YOU'RE BETTER THEN ME, ALL RIGHT!?!?!?"  She stalked off, leaving Ranma twitching on the floor.
        Ukyo laughed.  "Nice one, Ryochan.  Obviously you got the better set of lungs."  Teh two exchanged a high-five.
        "Ha, only when I want to." She stretched, working all the krinks out of her back.  She winced as she moved her left shoulder around.  "Ah!  That knot is back!"
        Ukyo sighed.  "Again?  That's been buggin' ya for- how long?  Three weeks?  I really think you should get that checked."
        She just looked into the blue eyes of her friend.  "A little late for that, don't you think?"
        "Yeah, yeah.  Come here."  Ukyo set his friend down and began to massage her shoulders.  Ryouga moaned contently as the pain vanished under Ukyo's expert touch.
        "Oh, what a cute couple!"
        They looked up, realize Akane was still there.  They blushed and parted from each other.
        "We... we are not!"  Ryouga looked at her hands resting on her lap.
        "Yeah, why would I like that stupid Jackass, anyway?"
        "Jackass?!?!  A cross-dresser wouldn't know a jackass if it came up and slapped them in the face!"
        "Will you shut up about that!?  I quit that a long time ago!  Directional impared jerk!"
        "Violent manica!"
        "Hold it!"  Ranma cuffed them both.  After a second, she cuffed Ryouga once more.  Then a third time.
        "Ow!  Hey, what was that for?!"
        "For yelling in my ear, and for hurting my hand with your thick skull."
        "Hmph."  Ryouga crossed her arms.  "I can't help it if your just weak."
        "What?"
        "You heard me."  She gave Ranma a traditional 'biiiiiha', complet with a rasberry.  "Weakling."
        Ranma grew red.  "Dental freak!"
        Ryouga's eyes narrowed and she clenched her teeth, giving a full show of her sharp fangs.  "Insensitive pervert!"
        "That's it!"
        It then turned into a three way fight.  Akane just sat back and watched. 

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        "Wai!  Lookit the size of this thing!"  Ranma's eyes grew at the sight of a large steaming bath.
        "That's huge!  Why don't you see how deep it is?"  Ryouga asked as she shoved Ranma into the water.
        *KER-SPLASH!*
        "Hey, Man!  That's wasn't funny!  This thing ain't that deep ya know!"  Ranma popped out, her voice suddenly deep.
        Ryouga just smirked.  "Now I do."  She stepped in, enjoying the swift change into a more familiar form.  "Ah... Now this is heaven!"  Ryouga slipped under the water, letting it soak through thick black hair.  As she... urm.... well, obviously she's a he right now, so when he lifted his face back above water, Ranma immediatly pushed him back down.
        "Don't go pushin' me around anymore, got it?"  Ranma shouted as he brought Ryouga's head back out of the water.  The latter merely spat out some of the liquede out.
        "Yeah, yeah.  Whatever."
        They leaned back against the side of the bath, letting the steam and heat loosen the taunt muscles from their earilier 'workout'.
        "Hey, Ryouga."
        "Hmm?"
        "What do you think we're here for?"
        Ryouga thought a moment.  "I don't know.  Maybe to learn some more martial arts, possibly just passing through."
        "I don't know, Man.  I have a bad feeling about this."
        "Okay."
        "Yo."
        "What, Ranma?"
        "What were you doing with that Akane chick?"
        "What, sparring?"
        "Yeah!  I mean, she ain't that good, and you were tossin' this weak little punches anyway!  You coulda tagged her in the first five seconds!"
        Ryouga looked at Ranma, his face serious.  "First off, she asked if we wanted to spar.  I didn't want to be rude, so I agreed.  Second, I was observing her skill level.  And lastly, I didn't want to make her feel weak."
        "Okay, Man."  Ranma held his hands up in surrender.  "No need to get touchy."
        Ryouga cast a side long look at the pig-tailed boy and shook his head.  His thoughts wandered back to the evening's events, a wisp of a smile on his face.
        "You got a crush on Akane, don't cha?"  Ranma's arrogant voice broke through his day dream.
        "Wh-what?  I do not!"
        "Yes ya do!  Yes ya do!"  Ranma teased, poking Ryouga's arm.
        "No I don't!"  He countered.
        Ranma stuck out his tongue, obviously enjoying his taunts.  "And to think.  You were letting poor Ukyo on in the dojo!"
        "I was not!"
        "Admit it, Man.  You got a thing for Akane."
        "And if I did, how would you know?"
        "Oh, c'mon, Man!  I may be stupid, but I'm not dumb!  Wait a minuet..."
        Ryouga smirked.  "I wouldn't be to sure on that."
        "Oh yeah?"
        "Yeah!"
        "Wanna make somethin' of it?"
        "Bring it on!"

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        Akane sighed as she slipped out of her robe.  Ranma and Ryouga... those two were funny and nice.  Well, Ranma was funny, Ryouga was nice.  Both very skilled and easygoing in their own little way.  Ukyo, though...
        He was nice, she supposed.  She couldn't help but to admit he was cute.  He didn't try to be macho, or impressive or anything, and he seemed to be a little lonely, even with the two girls around.  And talk about a martial artist.  She thought he was good at hand to hand, she didn't see anything until Ukyo brought that over-sized spatula into the fray.
        Akane blinked, then shook her head.  No way.  No way she was going to fall for any guy.  Those stupid macho hot shots can drop off the face of the earth and she wouldn't care.... well, except for her father, of course.
        She draped a towel around her shoulders and slide open the door to the bathroom.  Standing in the bath were two boys... two nude boys.  They were in the middle of a classical Pull the Face Until it Looks Like Something Picaso Painted (tm).  The taller boy was pulling on the other's pigtail in one direction and his tongue in the other.  The shorted had his thumb hooked into the corner of the other's mouth and stretched out, in the other hand, he had the other's long bangs pulled over his eyes.
        They heard the door slide open and flicked one eyes towards the new presence, then turned their attention to their rough housing.  Then came the double take.  Their eyes bulged and the two turned fifty shades of red.
        Akane was dumbfounded, turning as pale as ash.  Not only did she have a good view of them, but they had an even better one of her.  The three stood stock still, either too afraid or too shocked to move.  Finally, the taller one swiftly turned around and, dragging the other with him, plunged himself neck deep in the water, eyes shut tightly.
        She turned and calmly walked out the bathroom, slide the door shut and grabbed her robe.  Tieing the belt tightly, she took a deep breath and:          "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!"
        Screamed.
        She ran out the laundry room and down to the dining room, yelling out:  "There are two perverts in the bathroom!"
        Kasumi looked up.  "Oh my.  I thought Ryouga-chan and Ranma-chan were in there."
        "So why didn't you just clobber them, Akane?"  Nabiki asked.
        "I got scared, okay?!"
        A girl sighed.  "I'll be right back."  Swishing her long brown hair, she stalked upstairs.  Sounds of violence and yelling eminated from the bathroom.  Pleas and shouts of pain followed suit, ending with:  "And for God's sake, put some clothes on!"
        The girl came back downstairs, grumbling about having to stay with idiots.  She saw Akane looking at her strangely.  "Hi!"  She said happily.  Akane thought she seemed rather familiar.  A short-sleeve, blue and gold Chinese shirt, baggy black pants and a bandolier with strange sharukins.
        "Um...hi."  Akane blinked.  "Er... um, who are you?"
        A stout man wearing a white bandana that covered his bald head and glasses stood behind the girl.  "This is my student, Ukyo Kounji."
        "No way!  Ukyo's a guy!"
        "Nope, I'm a girl.  Those two jackasses are guys."  She pointed at the two new comers, the same ones that were in the bathroom.  The taller had a black speckled yellow bandana, yellow Chinese muscle shirt and black pants.  The wore a red Chinese muscle shirt and black pants as well.  Both still flushed.
        Akane shoot them both with patented Ice Glare (tm) and asked coldly, "Who are you two?"
        "I'm, uh, Ranma Saotome, that's Ryouga Hibiki."
        The other rubbed the back of his neck.  "Uh, sorry about all this."

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        End Chapter 01

        I hope you liked it.  More to come later, of course.  Again, sorry for the spelling, and if I get any charactors out of charactor, remember, things happened in the past that effected their personality outcome.  Please keep that in mind.  Any e-mail, send it to LadyVirgo@hotmail.com.  Thank you!


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