This is set more or less in the Tenchi OAV continuity, with the tacit assumption that episode 5 and 6 (the ones regarding Kiyone arriving and Mihoshi moving out of the household) of the Tenchi TV series occurred after OAV Volume 13. With regards to the Ranma continuity, this occurs in the summer immediately after the end of the series, in other words after Vol. 38 of the Manga series.

"They should be here in a little while, Tenchi," Nobuyuki Masaki said with a smile, rubbing a hand briskly through his slightly charred hair, "I hope we've got everything ready."

"Sure thing, Dad," Tenchi replied a little irritably. This was understandable of course, since he'd had to do most of the straightening up. Good thing Ayeka helped a little... at least until she and Ryouko started arguing again.

"I hope we've got enough room. Your uncle said he'd be bringing a couple of guests," Nobuyuki said thoughtfully.

"Well, all of the guest bedrooms are ready," Tenchi replied, "And I guess Ryouko's going to be doubling up with Washuu in her lab for a while. I don't think she's too happy about it."

The two men were seated on the living room sofa. Nobuyuki was a broad man of about middle age with an unruly and rather oddly singed shock of gray hair. His glasses were perched slightly askew on his nose, but he made no attempt to fix them. His son on the other hand, Tenchi, was a slender and somewhat handsome young man of about sixteen. His dark hair was close cropped except for a long ponytail down his back. Both were dressed casually and sipping some tea. It was pretty cold for this time of year, even for the mountains and the tea was definitely helping.

"I guess the girls are still taking their bath?" Tenchi asked after a few moments. Much as he enjoyed their company, the few minutes of peace afforded to him each day by their bath was welcome.

Noboyuki nodded with a leer, dislodging a few more flakes of ash from his scalp and mustache, "They were when I checked on them..."

Tenchi rolled his eyes. His father. The pervert. This was one of those things that made him glad he took after his mother. Washuu had probably caught him peeping again. Or Ryouko. No, wait... Ryouko really didn't care either way. "Dad! How many times have I told you not to--"

Nobuyuki put a hand on his son's shoulder and replied seriously, "Tenchi... son... please, indulge your father this simple pleasure! Besides, they left the door open this time! It was practically an invitation."

"Dad. You're drooling," Tenchi replied levelly.

"Sorry."

"Hello! We're here!" a deep voice called out from the front door suddenly, "Nobu-kun!"

"Ahh... that should be your uncle now, Tenchi," Nobuyuki said as he stood up, "I'll call the girls down..."

He's got that look in his eye again, Tenchi thought. "I've got a better idea, Dad. I'll call the girls down, you meet our guests at the door."

The older man pouted, which looked totally at odds with his bluff face, then shrugged, "Son, if you wanted to take a turn at peeping in on the girls, why don't you just say so?"

"That's not it at all!" Tenchi blurted.

"I'll go answer the door." Nobuyuki replied grinning hugely. How my son has grown, he thought with a proud smile.

Tenchi sputtered incoherently for a few moments, before he finally headed for the bathroom, still blushing slightly.

Nobuyuki rounded on the front door and threw it open with a flourish, smiling happily at his brother who was standing just outside. His brother hadn't changed a bit in the nine years since the two of them last saw each other. Still wearing the same ratty old training gi... still the same glasses with the rubber band loops over the ears... still wearing the same silly looking bandana to cover up his bald spot... although Nobuyuki had to admit he couldn't see anymore hairs peeking out from under it, so it was entirely possible that his brother had gone totally bald. He let himself have a little snicker of pleasure at the thought.

"Genma!" Nobuyuki called out with open arms.

"Nobuyuki!" the other man replied happily also with open arms.

Both men laughed happily and embraced, slapping each other on the back as they did so, so heavily you would've thought they were trying to save each other from choking.

"It's so good to see you, little brother," Genma said smiling happily.

"Same here, elder brother. We definitely don't see each other often enough, that's for certain," Nobuyuki laughed.

"Definitely, definitely... Ahh, yes... you still remember Soun Tendo, don't you?" Genma said indicating the slender mustachioed man behind him.

"Yes, of course I remember, Soun," Nobuyuki replied, bowing to him.

Soun, wearing a brown training gi with his long hair hanging loose, bowed to Nobuyuki, "It's a pleasure to see you again, Nobuyuki-kun."

"You were the fellow who replaced me when I left Master Happosai right?" Nobuyuki asked, "How is the old buzzard anyway? Dead?" he added hopefully.

Genma quickly slapped a hand over Nobuyuki's mouth and looked around fitfully, "Don't say his name! He doesn't know we're here, you're going to attract his attention!"

Soun shook his head sadly, "No, I'm afraid not. Much to our misfortune the Master is still alive and well and living in my dojo," he gave a shuddering sigh then suddenly broke into open tears, "Why is my house so afflicted?!?!?!?!!"

Nobuyuki put a sympathetic hand on Soun's shoulder, "There, there, Tendo-san... No wonder you need a vacation. I understand perfectly..."

After a few moments, Soun had regained sufficient self-control to wipe his face and stop sniveling. The three men closed their eyes and nodded simultaneously, making affirmative noises, as though they had managed to achieve an entirely new level of male bonding for the simple reason that they had all at one point in time been under the little pervert's tutelage...

"Pop! Mr. Tendo! Are you just going to stand there all day?! We've still got luggage to unload!" called out a young male voice.

Their reverie broken, all three men looked up the road to look at the source of the voice. It was a handsome young man, probably around sixteen years of age. He was well muscled and dressed in a red chinese shirt and loose black pants. His long hair was woven into a braid and at the moment he was balancing about four suitcases on each arm... obviously unloaded from the van parked a short distance away. Behind him, four women were taking down a few more bags.

"I could use a little help, y'know!"

Nobuyuki smiled again, "Ahhh... this must be Ranma!"

"Say hello to your uncle, boy! Show a little respect, he is letting us stay here for the summer vacation after all," Genma told his son gruffly.

"Hi, Uncle Nobuyuki," Ranma said awkwardly, trying to find a way to distribute the weight of the bags evenly, "I'd bow, but then we'd have to pick everything up again."

Nobuyuki helpfully took one bag then glanced at the girls. His glasses seemed to glaze over as they approached, "And who are these lovely ladies?"

One of the girls, a brunette with short hair fixed Nobuyuki with a level look and a raised eyebrow... the keenly honed danger senses of a practiced pervert and peeping tom kicked in, informing him that if if he didn't stop leering at her, something extremely bad would happen. Not necessarily painful, just bad.

Genma gestured to them and replied, "These are Soun's daughters. That's Kasumi Tendo..." indicating a girl in her late teens who had long brown hair and was dressed in a rather conservative dress.

"How do you do, Mr. Masaki?" Kasumi asked, bowing to him. She was carrying the remnants of the picnic lunch, which had been devastated on their way there.

Nobuyuki smiled and nodded, "I'm alright, Thank you..."

Genma gestured to the short haired girl dressed in loose slacks and a pale blue blouse, who'd given Nobuyuki the evil eye, "This is Nabiki."

The girl coolly smiled and bowed, "Nice to meet you."

"Er... Likewise..." the elder Masaki stammered.

"And Akane... Ranma's fiance."

The third girl, rather cute and wearing a blue dress, stiffened and glared at the elder Saotome, "I wish you wouldn't introduce me to people like that Mr. Saotome!"

Ranma also glared at Genma, "Pop, would you quit that?! If it's gonna happen it's gonna happen when we say so."

Nobuyuki laughed heartily and gave Ranma a powerful slap on the back, "That's the spirit my boy! Oh, if only my Tenchi were so bold!"

Ranma, staggered by the blow fought to regain his balance. He ended up perched on one toe of his right foot and three fingers of his left hand. He was supporting three of the suitcases on his back, a fourth on the back of his left knee, one on the elbow of the arm which was in contact with the ground, another on the back of his head and the last between his teeth.

Unfortunately, no one noticed, because Nobuyuki was suddenly bowled over by the fourth girl who's dashed out of the van at a dead run as soon as her luggage was out of the trunk.

"Wha--?" Nobuyuki's brain at this point it must be noted had deactivated itself at the feel of soft female flesh rubbing itself against him through cloth. He'd managed to come out of his fugue long enough to realize that the girl was talking and everyone who wasn't currently busy trying to maintain their balance, was looking.

The girl, a beautiful brunette with long hair in a pony tail looked at him curiously and with a little anxiety, "Uncle Nobuyuki? Are you okay? Your eyes are glazed over... and you're drooling..."

"Erhm-- um... who are..?" Nobuyuki sputtered, trying to gather his composure.

The ponytailed girl laughed, helping Nobuyuki up to his feet, "Don't you recognize me, Uncle Nobuyuki? It's Ukyou! Ukyou Kuonji!"

Nobuyuki stared, "Ukyou-chan? Really? I hadn't realized you'd... grown into such a healthy and lovely young girl!"

"Well..." she blushed, "Thank you, Uncle Nobuyuki."

Ranma gave a muttered, "'Elp." Which everyone ignored.

Akane asked Genma, "Ukyou knows Mr. Masaki?"

Genma nodded, "Yes. Ukyou's family lives a short distance away... truth to tell, Ranma and I met Ukyou in a small village not far from here. The Kuonji's and the Masaki's have known each other for years..."

A look of concern passed over Nobuyuki's face, "Say... weren't you planning on killing Ranma when you found him?"

Ukyou nodded still blushing slightly, "Well, a girl can change her mind..."

Nabiki gave a small, calculated smile, "Now, she doesn't want to end his life... just end his life as a bachelor."

"Well, he is my fiance," Ukyou replied, shooting an irritated glance at the older girl.

Akane scowled darkly at Ukyou from behind, the tell-tale blue glow of a highly charged battle aura apparent around her. Ukyou felt the hairs on the back of her neck sizzle under the heat of Akane's gaze. She turned to face Akane, annoyance plain on her face. Ukyou's own battle aura was also beginning to light up and the short grass at their feet was beginning to smolder.

Nobuyuki blinked in confusion, catching a whiff of the burning grass before turning to Soun and Genma who were nodding in approval as Akane glared at Ukyou. "Let me get this straight, Gen-kun... your son... my nephew has TWO fiances?"

Genma frowned, "Of course not... Akane is his only true fiance..."

"But he does have a lot of friends..." Kasumi replied innocently.

"That's one way to put it, sis. Let's see," Nabiki began counting on her fingers. "He has two fiances with reasonably good claims. One Chinese Amazon who thinks she's married to him. One raving psycho who thinks she's a fiance. A fiance who gave up after being defeated in competition, one idiot who wants to date with him on a regular basis, numerous people who've got the hots for him... oh yes... and one teacher who he likes feels up on a regular basis..."

"'Is nuh like det et all!" Ranma muttered from his position... his shoulder was coming close to giving out...

"All that?" Nobuyuki laughed happily and slapped his brother on the back, "Genma! You've raised a truly manly son! Nodoka must be so proud."

Genma joined his laughter, also slapping Nobuyuki on the back. The younger man winced, "Well, it's the Saotome blood, Nobu-kun... what can I say..? We're irresistible."

The two continued to laugh loudly and long even as the glaring match between Ukyou and Akane moved down from Defcon 5 to 'throwing dagger looks at each other'. Nabiki, who had been watching disinterestedly finally chanced to glance down at Ranma, who was still straining to keep his balance.

"Oh, Ranma... what are you doing down there?" Nabiki asked sweetly.

Ranma muttered angrily through clenched teeth, "'Uld 'umbudy 'elp ee ere?!?!"

"What's it worth?" Nabiki asked smiling down at him.

Ranma was just about ready to offer Nabiki his left leg and right arm up to the elbow when Akane stomped over to Ranma. She glared at him for a moment, in all likelihood not noticing his position and shouted, "This is all your fault Ranma!!"

She took her two suitcases off of Ranma's back who was relieved for all of four point two seconds. That was when she smashed the suitcases into his head, then turned and strode towards the front door.

Soun laughed nervously, "It's the long drive, it always gets people a little snappish."

Nabiki muttered under her breath, "A little snappish is one thing. You didn't have to sit between the two of them while they were screaming at each other for the past twenty miles."

"Now, now, Nabiki... it's not ladylike to mutter," Kasumi chided gently, "We're all a little exhausted from the trip," she gave the sprawled Ranma a sympathetic look, "Some of us more exhausted than others."

Nobuyuki called out merrily, beckoning them in, "Well, come in, come in... I'm sure you'd all like to have a chance to rest and freshen up. It is quite a drive from Tokyo to here... I'm absolutely certain that our entire household will be brightened up by the presence of every one of you."

Genma had very little trouble noticing that his brother's eyes were still somewhat glazed and that he was drooling ever so slightly, "Nobuyuki, calm yourself... your training is showing."

Ranma was manhandled, along with the bags the rest of the way into the house with little trouble. It's pretty easy to believe Uncle Masaki studied under Happosai, he thought, He could recognize the leer and that little light that went on in his uncle's eyes as being the exact same ones the little pervert had when he was thinking of something perverse.

"Now... I want everybody on their best behavior." Tenchi said as he walked down the stairs, leading three women, "My uncle, my cousin and their guests are going to be staying here for the summer vacation and I'd like to keep people from finding out that you guys are all from outer space... so no fights..."

One of his companions, a beautiful, young woman with dark purple hair wearing a kimono answered quietly, "Of course, Tenchi-sama... we'll try to keep as low a profile as possible. I'm sure you heard that Ryouko," she added turning a sly glance towards the woman who was walking abreast of her.

The attractive and confident looking woman with a wild mane of pale green hair snorted, "What are you looking at me for Ayeka? I'm not the one who blew up the kitchen ceiling earlier. You did."

Tenchi sighed, "I'm talking to all of you. No flying around or passing through walls where other people can see you, Ryouko..."

"Hah," Ayeka sniffed importantly.

"... or using Juraian forcefields in the house..."

Ryouko gave a chuckle, "I think he means you, Princess..."

"... or running weird experiments..." Tenchi added taking a glance at the seemingly twelve year old red-head.

Washuu, the actually twenty thousand year old red head in question, gave him a double dose of the cute little puppy dog eyes routine with a healthy serving of the 'Who? Li'l ol me?' expression.

Tenchi grumbled as they reached the first floor, "You all promised me, okay? I'm holding you guys to it."

"Absolutely, Tenchi-sama... unlike certain space pirates who shall remain nameless, I keep my promises," Ayeka said with a neutral expression.

Ryouko glared at Ayeka, "And what is THAT supposed to mean?!"

Ayeka gave a full throated laugh, "Oh my, Ryouko... if you can't even remember how to speak basic Japanese, however are you going to pass yourself off as a native earthling?"

"Why you..!" Ryouko muttered, clenching a hand into a fist...

"I thought I said no fighting," Tenchi snapped, "I haven't seen my cousin Ranma in years and I don't want you two scaring him off."

Washuu raised an eyebrow and grinned, "Well... you aren't usually this authoritative..."

Tenchi choked on what he was about to say next as Washuu continued, "Keep it up though, Tenchi. I think they like it."

Ayeka's eyes widened as she blushed deeply, "Wuh-w-washuu-san..! W-w-what a thing to say!"

Ryouko's mouth twisted as she glared at Washuu, "Hey, Mom... cut it out."

Washuu gave Ryouko a sweet smile before she reached up and pinched her on the cheek, dragging Ryouko's face down to her level, "Now, now Ryouko... what did I tell you to call me?"

"Ow! Hey! Stop that! Okay... okay... Washuu-chan! Washuu-chan!" Ryouko said in a pained voice trying to pull away from Washuu's pinch.

"That's better," Washuu said releasing her grip on Ryouko's cheek, "After all what would our guests think if they thought you an obviously old lady calling a sweet innocent girl like me, 'Mom'?"

Ryouko rubbed her cheek and glared again at Washuu who merely grinned. Ayeka continued to blush and stammer, still trying to find a suitable retort to Washuu's comment. She was obviously so discomfited that she didn't even notice Ryouko's minor humiliation. Tenchi could only sigh and hope that his cousin Ranma was as dense as he remembered.

They reached the ground floor to find the guests were already seated on the sofa. A young girl of about twelve, breezed in from the kitchen carrying a large tray with tea and snacks for them. Tenchi smiled at Sasami. He was glad he could rely on her at least.

"Ah, Tenchi! There you are," Nobuyuki called out, "Everyone, I'd like to introduce you to my son, Tenchi and our house guests..."

"This is Ryouko," Nobuyuki said gesturing to her.

"Yo," the space pirate coolly greeted with a small wave.

"That's Ayeka," he continued, as Ayeka bowed formally to the new guests.

"Hello," she said quietly.

"Washuu-chan," Nobuyuki continued, gesturing to her.

"Hi, everybody!" Washuu greeted in a saccharine voice. She was playing her part as a twelve year old to a 'T' Tenchi noted.

"... and you've all met Sasami. I'd like all of you to meet our guests for the summer..." Nobuyuki continued, rattling off the names of their new guests getting Nabiki's name wrong and earning him another cold glare.

Tenchi looked around after the introductions were done, having given proper respect to his Uncle Saotome (who hadn't changed much that he remembered, still big and loud) and to Mr. Tendo. He found Sasami and Washuu both engaged in a conversation with the willowy brunette... Kasumi, was it? Yeah... that was it... he could overhear them exchanging recipes. Akane looked angry for some reason as Ayeka offered her some tea. All the while, Nabiki and Ryouko watched everything quietly. Where was his cousin?

"Say... Dad, where's Ranma?" he finally asked.

"Oh, he had to visit the bathroom for a while," Nobuyuki replied.

Akane had her arms crossed and was fuming, "I still don't see why he needed to have her take him there." Tenchi noticed that the girl put a slight angry emphasis on the 'HER'.

Nabiki nudged Akane, "Well, she did visit this house only last year, so of course she knew where it was..."

Nobuyuki stood up suddenly, followed by Genma and Soun, "Tenchi, I'm taking Genma and Mr. Tendo up to the shrine... I think the three of us will have to stay there, seeing as how we don't have enough room in the house for everyone. I'm quite sure you can take charge of the household."

"Sure thing, Dad..." Tenchi replied somewhat reluctantly... "Are you guys coming down for dinner?" Tenchi asked.

"Of course!" All three men chorused, before filing out the front door, still talking and joking happily.

Tenchi shrugged, "Okay..." he was already worrying how Sasami was going to cook for all of these people. He'd have to help out in the kitchen again... Maybe one of our guests knows how to cook... it was worth a thought... the rest of that thought though was cut off by a sudden shout.

"Ten-chan!!" called a voice suddenly from the hallway before a speeding blur barreled into him.

"Ack!" Tenchi cried out as he felt arms go around his neck. Arms... and... waitaminute... those are breasts... he blinked rapidly and tried to focus on who had glomped onto him... brunette... very cute... ponytail... I don't recognize her, Tenchi thought to himself, Ayeka and Ryouko are going to kill her, whoever she is...

Tenchi tried to pull away from the girl who was hugging him tightly and sounded as if she was yammering at high-speed something about how good it was to see him again and how she's missed him...

Nabiki noted to herself that the green haired girl... Ryouko... and the girl with the purple hair... Ayeka, was it? Were giving Tenchi looks fit to kill... maybe this would turn out to be an interesting month after all, she thought with a small smile.

Tenchi finally struggled out of the girl's grasp long enough to get a good look at her and a deep breath, "Who are you?!"

"That's what we'd like to know!" Ryouko and Ayeka snarled in unison.

Ukyou gave Tenchi a confused glance then laughed as she realized, "It's Ukyou, Ten-chan! Don't you recognize me?"

"T-t-ten-chan?!" Ayeka sputtered indignantly.

Tenchi's eyes brightened as recognition dawned, "Ucchan! It is you! I didn't recognize you out of men's clothes!"

Ukyou smiled easily, smoothing out the blouse she was wearing and replied, "Well, you know how it is... things change..."

"Tenchi..." Ryouko said in a low dangerous voice, walking to one side of Ukyou, "Who is this woman?"

"Yes, Tenchi-sama... I believe I would like to know as well..." Ayeka responded flanking Ukyou's other side.

Nabiki popped a rice cake in her mouth and grinned at Akane, "This gets more interesting by the minute... Aren't you glad Ranma asked Ukyou along?"

Ukyou looked to either side of her to find a woman glaring at her... she didn't particularly like their preemptory attitudes... but now that she thought about it, they vaguely reminded her of something... she frowned at them both.

"This woman," she replied with emphasis, "Just happens to be Ukyou Kuonji. Tenchi's best friend. And you two are?"

"Er... Ukyou... these are Ryouko and Ayeka..." Tenchi said, Some sort of disaster was coming... he could feel it.

Ryouko quickly put her arms around Tenchi and said in a smug tone, "Yes... Ryouko. Tenchi's lover."

Ukyou raised an eyebrow at Tenchi and gave him a small smile... she was about to say something else when Ayeka suddenly pulled Tenchi out of Ryouko's grasp.

"You utter liar!" Ayeka shouted at her bristling with indignation, "You are not his lover, Ryouko! Take that back."

The two began to argue loudly and heatedly, so much so that the rest of the room quickly lost the thread... Tenchi took the time to slip out from between the two women and massage his neck... Ryouko had squeezed just a little too tightly...

Ukyou's gaze happened to meet Akane's for a brief moment and the two traded grins. This scene certainly looked familiar...

Sasami, Washuu and Kasumi were already standing at this point and walking calmly towards the kitchen, still chatting amiably. Kasumi took a moment to look back at the two women arguing and asked the girls, "Oh my... should they be fighting like that?"

Washuu shrugged, "Happens around here all the time. Nothing to be worried about."

Sasami nodded, "Yeah," before she took Kasumi's hand and began to pull her enthusiastically into the kitchen, "Hey, hurry up, you told me you were going to teach me how to make sukiyaki..."

"Well, I think they would like something heavy for dinner..." Kasumi continued mildly as they disappeared from sight.

The argument continued, utterly ignorant of the loss of some of the spectators and totally resistant to Tenchi's attempts to calm them down.

Ukyou said wryly to Tenchi, "You sly fox... and here I thought you were the shy type, Ten-chan..."

Tenchi winced, "It's not like that..!"

Ayeka finally raised her chin slightly, in an imperious manner and replied haughtily to Ryouko, "How do you expect us to believe that you're Tenchi's lover when his sheets are dry in the morning? After all... don't you wet your bed?"

"I told Washuu not to show that damn photo around!" Ryouko muttered angrily, fists clenching... motes of yellow-orange light were beginning to appear around her hand. Tenchi tried to move between them to derail the argument, but realized quite intelligently that he probably would have fried under those twin dagger glares.

Ayeka gave vent to a full-throated laugh, half-heartedly hidden behind one hand. Ukyou, Akane and Nabiki's eyes all widened at how much her laugh sounded like Kodachi's.

Interestingly enough, Ranma chose this precise moment to walk into the room. At the sound of the laughter, He jumped straight up out of sheer panic and clung to the ceiling, "AGHHH!"

This, thankfully, was enough to stop the put the argument on hold for a moment, as every eye turned up to look at Ranma.

"What the heck is Kodachi doing here?!" Ranma asked, looking around, fearfully.

Akane stood up and put her fists at her hips as she addressed the ceiling, "Ranma! Quit fooling around. Kodachi's not here, that was just Ms. Ayeka."

"Who?"

Ayeka raised a hand and waved to Ranma, "That would be me. I'm sorry did I startle you?"

Ryouko muttered under her breath, "All you need to do to startle him would be to show him your face." Ayeka whirled around to glare at her. Tenchi turned to glare at Ryouko to keep her quiet. She met Tenchi's gaze meekly before walking out of the room... it was either that or blow it up... she fully intended to keep her promise to him even in Ayeka didn't.

"Who? Me? Nah... I wasn't startled... I... um... I just figured I'd get some... um... air up here... right... that's it."

"Right." said Nabiki in mocking tones.

"Hey, Ranma. Come down it's perfectly safe here!" Tenchi called up.

Ranma finally spotted his cousin and gave a glad cry, "Tenchi!"

He dropped down from his spot suddenly and clasped hands with his cousin, both grinning happily.

"It's been way too long, man." Ranma said.

"Sure is," Tenchi replied, "You still practice Anything Goes Martial Arts?"

"Yup. You still do Kendo?"

Tenchi nodded. Both boys grinned and said at the same time, "Spar?"

"Excuse us a moment," Tenchi said to the girls as he led Ranma out to the front of the house.

Ukyou smiled fondly at both men, "Every single time..."

Ayeka and Akane moved to Ukyou, and asked at the same time, "What's going on?"

"These two have been friendly rivals since they were five. Practically every time they see each other they spar." Ukyou replied, "It's really something to watch."

Ayeka's ears picked up, "Is Ranma-san also trained in swordsmanship?"

Akane smiled at Ayeka, "Sort of... Ranma prefers unarmed combat..."

Nabiki stood up, "This ought to be interesting to watch."

They all nodded in agreement and followed the two boys.

Ranma and Tenchi stood in front of the house, facing each other. Tenchi rested a bokken in over his shoulder...

"So... you want this armed or unarmed, Ranma?" Tenchi asked.

Ranma chuckled, "It's gonna be unfair either way. We'd better flip for it."

Tenchi nodded and was about to reach into his pocket, just as the four women arrived, "Um... Yes..? Was there something..?

"Don't mind us," Nabiki said, "We're just here to watch."

Ayeka nodded.

"Well, if you're gonna watch anyway, somebody flip a coin..."

"What for?" Akane asked.

Ranma smiled at Tenchi, "To see who gets the advantage."

To be continued...

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