Blood Soaked and Honor Bound: Becka's Ultimate Revenge

blood soaked and honor bound: sku

Becka's Ultimate Revenge (Part 1)
Becka gets revenge on everyone… EVERYONE who has EVER been mean to/taken advantage of her.
By: Becka
*Disclaimer* Becka uses characters from Ranma 1/2, Shoujo Kakumei Utena, Sailor Moon, Slayer, Gundam Wing, Rurouni Kenshin, Yu Yu Hakusho, Flame of Recca, Urusei Yatsura, Trigun, Fushugi Yuugi, and DragonBallZ. None of these belong to her, but she's using them for the Greatest Revenge ever created. Sit back, relax, and thank Dios you're not involved.
Ranma world:
It is a perfectly normal and beautiful day as Becka cheerfully skips along the path that leads her to the Musabetsu Kakuto Ryuu Dojo, or the Dojo of Anything Goes Martial Arts. As she reaches the gates, loud bangs of various intensity can be heard, occasionally punctuated by cries of, "DIE RANMA!" and "Ranma no baka!"
Becka sweatdrops ever so slightly, but nonetheless continues. Opening the gates, she steps in side, and is immediately trampled beneath the feet of a retreating Ranma, and his pursuers, Akane and Ryoga. After a few painful twitches, she hauls herself to her feet and begins methodically dusting off her clothing. She continues to make her way to the house itself, where she is greeted by Kasumi, "Oh! Good morning, Becka. Are you here for your usual spar with Ryoga?"
Becka nods, "Yup. He's kinda' busy though… I'm gonna' have to wait for a bit I think. Say, Kasumi-sama, have you been doing house work all day?"
Kasumi nods. After all, what else would she be doing?
The enthusiastic energetic red-head smiles warmly, "Tell ya' what. Why don't you take a break and I'll do the cleaning for a little while."
Though somewhat hesitant, Kasumi accepts Becka's offer. She walks up to her room and does something that she never seems to have time for anymore. She sleeps.
Becka cleans the house, wearing a small P-chan pokadoted apron and holding a bushy feather duster in one hand. Within moments, the entire household sparkles eerily, and after that, she easily patches up the hole in the roof from Ryoga's latest attack, and the one in the wall as well. No one takes any notice.
Satisfied that everything is in order, she pulls off the apron and tucks it beneath the sink for next time she comes over. Becka bounds over to Ryoga, who has taken a small break from chasing Ranma. She taps him lightly on the shoulder, and without thinking, acting purely on instinct, he spins around in startlement, landing a solid punch to poor Becka's face.
Being that she has just been punched with a fist that carries the strength of a large freight truck behind it, Becka winces. She touches her nose, which is, of course, slightly out of place. Sighing, she cracks it back into place, then looks at Ryoga, who is now staring at Akane, not even aware of what he just did.
Becka taps Ryoga on the shoulder, dodging the fist that flies once again towards her. She smiles brightly, "Good morning, Ryoga-sama! Are you ready for our spar?"
"Eh?" Ryoga blinks in confusion, then notices Becka. "Oh! Hey, Becka. Spar? Sure, why not."
The two set about fighting, and if anyone had actually bothered paying any attention, they would have noticed that Ryoga was working up a fair sweat, and that Becka wasn't actually concentrating on the fight at all. She was, in fact, absorbing and blocking punches that would have, and had in past, leveled mountains. She did it without blinking.
No one did notice though, not even Ryoga, because he simply assumed that the sweat was from his earlier fight with Ranma. And being that Becka was having no trouble with his punches and kicks, he assumed that he was subconsciously holding back. He didn't fight girls all out. That would just be wrong.
Satisfied that she was fully stretched out, Becka held up a hand, signifying that she was done sparring. Ryoga, his thoughts on Akane, didn't notice, and so, ended up sending a forceful punch at Becka's outstretched hand. Blinking, but blocking with relative ease, she tries again, "Ryoga-sama, can we stop now?"
The 'Ryoga-sama' in question blinked, "Huh? Oh, sure. Nice spar, Becka. You been practicing?"
With a nod, Becka runs lightly off to find Akane, while Ryoga plops down on the ground, thoroughly winded. "Huh," he mumbles to himself, "I didn't know I was so tired… must be getting out of shape…"
Meanwhile, in another part of the Dojo, Akane is chasing Ranma around, swinging her mallet wildly at him. Becka peeks her head around the wall and is immediately greeted with a face full of inter-dimensional hammer. A slightly more squished Becka slides to the ground, mumbling something along the lines of, "Which way'd he go?"
A moment later, Becka snaps out of her mallet-induced daze and stands unsteadily up. Ranma takes no notice of this of course, because he is still fleeing from Akane's wrath. Akane didn't really notice either, as she doesn't pay much attention to what her mallet it beating senseless unless it's Ranma.
Becka shakes her head a couple of times to clear it, then decides to help Ranma out. She calls out, "Hey, Akane-sama! Do you think you could do me a favor? I'd just -love- it if you could cook me a little breakfast…"
Akane immediately perks. After all, it's not every day that someone asks her to cook for them of their own free will (mostly due to the fact that the nation's security has decried her and her cooking an international threat to world peace, well-being, sanity, and digestion). Her good temper restored, Akane replaces her inter-dimensional mallet in it's sub-dimensional pocket and skips happily off to the kitchen. She calls over her shoulder, "Sure Becka! I'll call you when it's done!"
Ranma walks over to where Becka stands with a sigh of relief, "I owe ya' one, Becka. She must have been really pissed 'cause she's been chasing me with that hammer for… oh…" Ranma looks up at the sun, squinting. "About an hour now… anyhow, do you think we could put on a fake spar? When Akane's done cookin', she's gonna' try to force me to eat that… -stuff-… and if I'm sparrin', I can say I'm too… uh… tired to eat! Yeah, that'll work…"
Becka smiles and nods enthusiastically, "Sure Ranma-sama! We can go out back so she can hear us fighting!"
The two go out to the back yard and once again, if anyone actually bothered to pay any attention to Becka, they would have noticed she wasn't really concentrating too much on the fight. Both Ranma and Becka were exchanging punches at a speed that not even the Chestnut Fist Attack could match. Ranma, for his part, didn't notice that a) he was fighting with a girl, b) they were fighting all out, and c) his opponent seemed to be almost… better than him.
Ranma blocked off the memories quickly. After all, no one was better than him.
About a half-hour later, Ranma shirt was soaked through with sweat and Becka… well, Becka was Becka: Cheerful, happy, seemingly totally oblivious, and not even the slightest bit tired, even after the strenuous fight she was participating in. Akane's voice called out, "Becka! Ranma! I'm finished. Come on in and eat."
Ranma's eyes immediately went wide with fear for his life. Becka smiles brightly, "Go on up to your room. I'll tell her you were tired, okay?"
The pig-tailed boy is not one to look a gift horse in the mouth and quickly dashes up to his room. Becka smiles again and walks into the kitchen. Akane looked over her shoulder and questions, "Where's Ranma?"
Becka waved a hand, leaning against the counter, "Oh, he said he was feeling tired so he went up to his room. So, breakfast ready?"
Akane immediately presented Becka with a plateful of something brown and lumpy, with small green pieces of some kind of plant life sticking out at various angles. Becka hesitated, but took the plate and offered a guess, "Umm… curry?"
The shorthaired girl laughed, "No silly! It's oatmeal. Tell me how you like it."
Becka offered a pained smile and slowly began to eat. She turned several interesting and colorful shades which varied throughout the entire spectrum, but nonetheless she finishes the entire plate. She placed the plate down on the counter and the little bit of residue left slithered off the plate and began to melt the marble counter top.
Akane's glisteningly-wide SD eyes looked up at Becka, "Do you like it?"
Becka coughed once, swallowed, and tore her eyes away from the counter top which had begun to fizzle, "Yeah, Akane… it's… great… thank… you… for… cooking…"
The girl in questioned clapped her hands together, "Great! Too bad Ranma's not here to hear you say that."
Becka offered a wide forced smile, "Yeah… too… bad…"
Making her way painfully upstairs, Becka ran into the master mercenary of the house. She smiled weakly, "Hey Nabiki-sama. Haven't seen you around for a while…"
Nabiki smiled then, a cold and money-calculating smile, "Becka! Fancy meeting you here. A couple of things I want to talk to you about." She whipped out about 50 photos of Ranma in both male and female forms, Ryoga, and Akane. "The usual price… how about… 10,000,000 yen for the whole set."
Becka didn't even blink as she pulled out the bills and handed them to Nabiki. She knew that Nabiki had overcharged her blatantly, but that was all right. Nabiki spoke again "Oh, Becka. I'm need to borrow a little bit of money from you. Say… double this?" Nabiki gestures to the bills she holds. Having already expected this, Becka pulls out the money and hands it to Nabiki.
Nabiki quickly disappeared into her room to count her newly acquired fortune. She didn't know why Becka wanted the photos, but it was a better price than she'd -ever- gotten from Kuno.
Back out in the hall, Becka sorted through the photos, dividing them into three small piles: one of Ranma, one of Akane, and one of Ryoga. She slid Akane's pictures underneath Akane's bedroom door, and then she slid Ranma's pictures, both male and female, beneath his bedroom door. Last, she went down to the living room and placed Ryoga's photos carefully inside his backpack.
Still smiling a little, Becka has finally recovered from Akane's corrosive cooking. She's just about to say goodbye to everyone when suddenly there is the trademark cry of, "SWEET-O." Looking down, she finds a small pervert glomped onto her chest. With a sigh, she pulls the shriveled master off her chest and squishes him into the ground until he's unconscious. And there was much rejoicing. (yay.)
Ranma snuck out of his room, deciding that he was fairly safe from Akane's cooking. He and his father go at it in an all out spar. A few minutes after their fight began, there was a loud splash and a bystander would probably notice that father and son have been replaced with girl and panda. Ranma punts the panda, and of course, the large wet black and white fur-ball lands on top of the one and only Becka.
Several sweatdrops and an eyebrow twitch later, Becka manages to haul herself out from under the panda, who hadn't really noticed that he'd landed on anyone. Gasping for oxygen, Becka lays prone on her back for several minutes, that is, until Soun walks on top of her on his way to the living room.
With a muffled 'umph' Becka manages to get unsteadily to her feet. She smiles partially, then waves goodbye to everyone. No one notices.
Becka skips merrily to the Neko Hanten on that same bright and beautiful day. The first thing she sees upon entering is Mousse, clad in his customary white robe. He is starring quite longingly at Shampoo's back as she clears the tables of all ramen. Becka taps him on the shoulder and he reacts like any martial artist would. He launches several sharp and pointy objects at Becka. Coughing, Becka untangles the chain from around her neck, then taps Mousse on the shoulder again, blocking the arsenal he launches at her once more.
She smiles brightly, speaking in fluent Chinese, "Hey Mu Tsu-sama! Would you care for a quick spar?"
Mousse answers absent-mindedly, speaking in Chinese off-handedly, "Hmm? Oh, hey Becka. Sure, I'd love to spar."
The two go outside and sounds of a fierce battle can be heard if anyone paid attention. However, where Becka is concerned, very few people bother to pay attention. Truth be told, no one really bothers to pay attention. Becka casually swats aside several sharp and point objects of varying widths. Several minutes later the two combatants break off their fight, thoroughly winded. Well, one of them was thoroughly winded. Mousse plops down on the grass, gasping, "You've… *wheeze*… been… *gasp*… practicing… *hack*…?"
Becka smiles and shrugs, then leaving the exhausted Mousse where he is, skips back inside the restaurant. She settles in a chair, patiently waiting for someone to take her order. Shampoo enters a few moments later. Blinking, she just -looks- at Becka. "Oh. Is you. What stupid firehead want?"
Becka's smile looses none of its brilliance. "Could I get a bowl of Super Deluxe Ramen?" she asks eagerly. Shampoo scribbles something down on a writing pad which she produces from nowhere, then walks into the back room. She walks out a moment later, carrying three serving trays laden with ramen, one on each hand and one on her head.
The Amazon deftly proceeds to serve ramen to every other customer in the room except Becka. After about an hour of this treatment, Becka sighs, tired of waiting for her phantom food. She walks out the door, but first she leaves a couple of yen on the table. Unnoticed by all, she makes her exit.
Still hungry, she goes through her options, finally settling on okonomiyaki. Pleased with her decision and eager for food, Becka makes her way quickly towards Ukyo's restaurant. On her way there, she suddenly finds her path blocked by one Blue Thunder/Shooting Star of Furinkan High, aka. Tatewake Kuno. He reaches out and glomps onto Becka, severing all hope of breathing.
"Ah, fair one! My fiery red-haired goddess! Fire whose brand haunts me like a vision, drawing me ever closer to its flame! You tempt me more than even the virtuous Akane Tendon or the beauteous pig-tailed girl! Date with me!"
Becka would have answered in the negative, but being as Kuno hasn't released her from his awe-inspiring glomp yet, she's finding any kind of coherent sound difficult. With a mighty burst of strength, Becka breaks free of Kuno's pervert fueled glomp. Flipping back, she prepares herself for battle and raises… her voice.
"Surely one such as thou, Brave Knight, must follow the Code! Woulds't thou attack a helpless maiden, innocent and fair? No, say it be not! What foul demon hast corrupted you, Noble One? Speak, gentle sir, that I might know and save thee!"
Kuno's eyes glazed over as soon as she reached the first 'thou'. Having found someone who could spout off bullshit poetry with such style, someone who hadn't yet punted him into orbit, and someone who equaled his two loves in beauty, the Kendo Club President stared dazedly into space, unsure of how his feeble mind should react.
Leaving the upperclassmen where he was, and would remain for a good while, Becka continued on her way to Ukyo's shop. She is halted as she turns the corner, by an annoyingly high pitched laugh and a twirling swirling ribbon, one that wraps itself around her legs and knocks her hard to the ground.
Kodachi, the one and thank Dios, the only, lords over Becka haughtily, yanking the tangled ribbon up. Unsteadily hauling herself to her feet, Becka stands and smiles as pleasantly as possible. Brushing the dust from her clothing, she murmurs, "Hello, Kodachi-sama. How are you today?"
Letting out another laugh, one that could and had chilled the hearts of even the stoutest of men, Kodachi smirked, "You little hussy, I saw you with my Ranma darling this morning. You've been hanging around him -far- to much for my taste, I simply can't allow this to continue."
Becka blinked, "Allow what to continue?"
Kodachi shook her ribbon threateningly, "Your association with my Ranma darling, of course!" The air is suddenly thick with rose petals and poison.
Hacking a bit, Becka coughs out, "You know… I've got some friends at Ohtori… who would kill to learn that rose petal trick…"
Once the poison clears, Becka hauls herself to her feet, waving a hand dismissively, "Ranma's just a friend of mine, Kodachi. Why would I want him as a fiancé? He's already got so many that I wouldn't have a chance if I did want him, which, as it is, I don't." Leaving a blinking Kodachi who wasn't quite sure whether she'd won or she'd lost, Becka continued on her way to Ukyo's Okonomiyaki Place. Becka finally does arrive. Sighing, Becka puts on a bright smile, then slides the door open with a minimal of sound and steps inside.
Quickly, Becka sits down at the counter with a wave, "Hello, Ukyo-sama!" The long brown haired girl behind the counter looked up with her automatic response of, "Welcome to Ukyo's Okonomiyak! Hey, Becka. What can I get for you?"
Becka settles down on a stool, sliding a couple of yen across the counter, "How about… can I get a seafood combo please?" Ukyo placed the money beneath the counter and quickly filled the order, sliding a plate in front of Becka. Within a matter of moments, the food is gone, replaced with a few more yen and another order. The redhead gulped down the second order and, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth, smiled. "That was great!"
"Thank you! By the way, Becka…"
The two girls struck up a fairly interesting conversation and Becka was enjoying both food and company where suddenly the air was filled by a loud cry of, "Sooth!" Tatewake Kuno bursts through the door, his mind having finally decided on a course of action. He glomps eagerly onto Becka's leg and begins huggling it in the most perverted way possible. There is no doubt that even Happosai would be proud.
Angered at the nonsensical destruction of her door, Ukyo pulls the large spatula up from where is resides on her back and sends the babbling poetic wannabe back out the door with a mighty whack. Of course, Kuno was still attached to Becka's leg, so as Kuno speeds through the air with the greatest of ease, so too does Becka.
Somehow or other, luck is with Becka, for a random gust of air manages to detach Kuno before he gets to… attached. The force of Ukyo's spatula is enough to send Becka clear out of Nerima and into none other than Ohtori Academy. She lands with a small splash in one of the many garden ponds. Shivering, she crawls out of the fountain, and sneezes loudly. Someone above her clears their throat and Becka looks up to find… Juri… standing there with an evil smile… and a very scanty, low-cut nightgown. The Treasurer of the Student Council smiles a second time, then advances slowly forward on Becka with a white pill, designed to stimulate the homoase enzyme. Becka audibly 'ulps'.
Stay tuned for the next chapter of Becka's Ultimate Revenge. (It gets there... really, it does...)


Becka's Ultimate Revenge (Part 1) Becka gets revenge on everyone… EVERYONE who has EVER been mean to/taken advantage of her. By: Becka Disclaimer Becka uses characters from Ranma 1/2, Shoujo Kakumei Utena, Sailor Moon, Slayer, Gundam Wing, Rurouni Kenshin, Yu Yu Hakusho, Flame of Recca, Urusei Yatsura, Trigun, Fushugi Yuugi, and DragonBallZ. None of these belong to her, but she's using them for the Greatest Revenge ever created. Sit back, relax, and thank Dios you're not involved. Ranma world: It is a perfectly normal and beautiful day as Becka cheerfully skips along the path that leads her to the Musabetsu Kakuto Ryuu Dojo, or the Dojo of Anything Goes Martial Arts. As she reaches the gates, loud bangs of various intensity can be heard, occasionally punctuated by cries of, "DIE RANMA!" and "Ranma no baka!" Becka sweatdrops ever so slightly, but nonetheless continues. Opening the gates, she steps in side, and is immediately trampled beneath the feet of a retreating Ranma, and his pursuers, Akane and Ryoga. After a few painful twitches, she hauls herself to her feet and begins methodically dusting off her clothing. She continues to make her way to the house itself, where she is greeted by Kasumi, "Oh! Good morning, Becka. Are you here for your usual spar with Ryoga?" Becka nods, "Yup. He's kinda' busy though… I'm gonna' have to wait for a bit I think. Say, Kasumi-sama, have you been doing house work all day?" Kasumi nods. After all, what else would she be doing? The enthusiastic energetic red-head smiles warmly, "Tell ya' what. Why don't you take a break and I'll do the cleaning for a little while." Though somewhat hesitant, Kasumi accepts Becka's offer. She walks up to her room and does something that she never seems to have time for anymore. She sleeps. Becka cleans the house, wearing a small P-chan pokadoted apron and holding a bushy feather duster in one hand. Within moments, the entire household sparkles eerily, and after that, she easily patches up the hole in the roof from Ryoga's latest attack, and the one in the wall as well. No one takes any notice. Satisfied that everything is in order, she pulls off the apron and tucks it beneath the sink for next time she comes over. Becka bounds over to Ryoga, who has taken a small break from chasing Ranma. She taps him lightly on the shoulder, and without thinking, acting purely on instinct, he spins around in startlement, landing a solid punch to poor Becka's face. Being that she has just been punched with a fist that carries the strength of a large freight truck behind it, Becka winces. She touches her nose, which is, of course, slightly out of place. Sighing, she cracks it back into place, then looks at Ryoga, who is now staring at Akane, not even aware of what he just did. Becka taps Ryoga on the shoulder, dodging the fist that flies once again towards her. She smiles brightly, "Good morning, Ryoga-sama! Are you ready for our spar?" "Eh?" Ryoga blinks in confusion, then notices Becka. "Oh! Hey, Becka. Spar? Sure, why not." The two set about fighting, and if anyone had actually bothered paying any attention, they would have noticed that Ryoga was working up a fair sweat, and that Becka wasn't actually concentrating on the fight at all. She was, in fact, absorbing and blocking punches that would have, and had in past, leveled mountains. She did it without blinking. No one did notice though, not even Ryoga, because he simply assumed that the sweat was from his earlier fight with Ranma. And being that Becka was having no trouble with his punches and kicks, he assumed that he was subconsciously holding back. He didn't fight girls all out. That would just be wrong. Satisfied that she was fully stretched out, Becka held up a hand, signifying that she was done sparring. Ryoga, his thoughts on Akane, didn't notice, and so, ended up sending a forceful punch at Becka's outstretched hand. Blinking, but blocking with relative ease, she tries again, "Ryoga-sama, can we stop now?" The 'Ryoga-sama' in question blinked, "Huh? Oh, sure. Nice spar, Becka. You been practicing?" With a nod, Becka runs lightly off to find Akane, while Ryoga plops down on the ground, thoroughly winded. "Huh," he mumbles to himself, "I didn't know I was so tired… must be getting out of shape…" Meanwhile, in another part of the Dojo, Akane is chasing Ranma around, swinging her mallet wildly at him. Becka peeks her head around the wall and is immediately greeted with a face full of inter-dimensional hammer. A slightly more squished Becka slides to the ground, mumbling something along the lines of, "Which way'd he go?" A moment later, Becka snaps out of her mallet-induced daze and stands unsteadily up. Ranma takes no notice of this of course, because he is still fleeing from Akane's wrath. Akane didn't really notice either, as she doesn't pay much attention to what her mallet it beating senseless unless it's Ranma. Becka shakes her head a couple of times to clear it, then decides to help Ranma out. She calls out, "Hey, Akane-sama! Do you think you could do me a favor? I'd just -love- it if you could cook me a little breakfast…" Akane immediately perks. After all, it's not every day that someone asks her to cook for them of their own free will (mostly due to the fact that the nation's security has decried her and her cooking an international threat to world peace, well-being, sanity, and digestion). Her good temper restored, Akane replaces her inter-dimensional mallet in it's sub-dimensional pocket and skips happily off to the kitchen. She calls over her shoulder, "Sure Becka! I'll call you when it's done!" Ranma walks over to where Becka stands with a sigh of relief, "I owe ya' one, Becka. She must have been really pissed 'cause she's been chasing me with that hammer for… oh…" Ranma looks up at the sun, squinting. "About an hour now… anyhow, do you think we could put on a fake spar? When Akane's done cookin', she's gonna' try to force me to eat that… -stuff-… and if I'm sparrin', I can say I'm too… uh… tired to eat! Yeah, that'll work…" Becka smiles and nods enthusiastically, "Sure Ranma-sama! We can go out back so she can hear us fighting!" The two go out to the back yard and once again, if anyone actually bothered to pay any attention to Becka, they would have noticed she wasn't really concentrating too much on the fight. Both Ranma and Becka were exchanging punches at a speed that not even the Chestnut Fist Attack could match. Ranma, for his part, didn't notice that a) he was fighting with a girl, b) they were fighting all out, and c) his opponent seemed to be almost… better than him. Ranma blocked off the memories quickly. After all, no one was better than him. About a half-hour later, Ranma shirt was soaked through with sweat and Becka… well, Becka was Becka: Cheerful, happy, seemingly totally oblivious, and not even the slightest bit tired, even after the strenuous fight she was participating in. Akane's voice called out, "Becka! Ranma! I'm finished. Come on in and eat." Ranma's eyes immediately went wide with fear for his life. Becka smiles brightly, "Go on up to your room. I'll tell her you were tired, okay?" The pig-tailed boy is not one to look a gift horse in the mouth and quickly dashes up to his room. Becka smiles again and walks into the kitchen. Akane looked over her shoulder and questions, "Where's Ranma?" Becka waved a hand, leaning against the counter, "Oh, he said he was feeling tired so he went up to his room. So, breakfast ready?" Akane immediately presented Becka with a plateful of something brown and lumpy, with small green pieces of some kind of plant life sticking out at various angles. Becka hesitated, but took the plate and offered a guess, "Umm… curry?" The shorthaired girl laughed, "No silly! It's oatmeal. Tell me how you like it." Becka offered a pained smile and slowly began to eat. She turned several interesting and colorful shades which varied throughout the entire spectrum, but nonetheless she finishes the entire plate. She placed the plate down on the counter and the little bit of residue left slithered off the plate and began to melt the marble counter top. Akane's glisteningly-wide SD eyes looked up at Becka, "Do you like it?" Becka coughed once, swallowed, and tore her eyes away from the counter top which had begun to fizzle, "Yeah, Akane… it's… great… thank… you… for… cooking…" The girl in questioned clapped her hands together, "Great! Too bad Ranma's not here to hear you say that." Becka offered a wide forced smile, "Yeah… too… bad…" Making her way painfully upstairs, Becka ran into the master mercenary of the house. She smiled weakly, "Hey Nabiki-sama. Haven't seen you around for a while…" Nabiki smiled then, a cold and money-calculating smile, "Becka! Fancy meeting you here. A couple of things I want to talk to you about." She whipped out about 50 photos of Ranma in both male and female forms, Ryoga, and Akane. "The usual price… how about… 10,000,000 yen for the whole set." Becka didn't even blink as she pulled out the bills and handed them to Nabiki. She knew that Nabiki had overcharged her blatantly, but that was all right. Nabiki spoke again "Oh, Becka. I'm need to borrow a little bit of money from you. Say… double this?" Nabiki gestures to the bills she holds. Having already expected this, Becka pulls out the money and hands it to Nabiki. Nabiki quickly disappeared into her room to count her newly acquired fortune. She didn't know why Becka wanted the photos, but it was a better price than she'd -ever- gotten from Kuno. Back out in the hall, Becka sorted through the photos, dividing them into three small piles: one of Ranma, one of Akane, and one of Ryoga. She slid Akane's pictures underneath Akane's bedroom door, and then she slid Ranma's pictures, both male and female, beneath his bedroom door. Last, she went down to the living room and placed Ryoga's photos carefully inside his backpack. Still smiling a little, Becka has finally recovered from Akane's corrosive cooking. She's just about to say goodbye to everyone when suddenly there is the trademark cry of, "SWEET-O." Looking down, she finds a small pervert glomped onto her chest. With a sigh, she pulls the shriveled master off her chest and squishes him into the ground until he's unconscious. And there was much rejoicing. (yay.) Ranma snuck out of his room, deciding that he was fairly safe from Akane's cooking. He and his father go at it in an all out spar. A few minutes after their fight began, there was a loud splash and a bystander would probably notice that father and son have been replaced with girl and panda. Ranma punts the panda, and of course, the large wet black and white fur-ball lands on top of the one and only Becka. Several sweatdrops and an eyebrow twitch later, Becka manages to haul herself out from under the panda, who hadn't really noticed that he'd landed on anyone. Gasping for oxygen, Becka lays prone on her back for several minutes, that is, until Soun walks on top of her on his way to the living room. With a muffled 'umph' Becka manages to get unsteadily to her feet. She smiles partially, then waves goodbye to everyone. No one notices. Becka skips merrily to the Neko Hanten on that same bright and beautiful day. The first thing she sees upon entering is Mousse, clad in his customary white robe. He is starring quite longingly at Shampoo's back as she clears the tables of all ramen. Becka taps him on the shoulder and he reacts like any martial artist would. He launches several sharp and pointy objects at Becka. Coughing, Becka untangles the chain from around her neck, then taps Mousse on the shoulder again, blocking the arsenal he launches at her once more. She smiles brightly, speaking in fluent Chinese, "Hey Mu Tsu-sama! Would you care for a quick spar?" Mousse answers absent-mindedly, speaking in Chinese off-handedly, "Hmm? Oh, hey Becka. Sure, I'd love to spar." The two go outside and sounds of a fierce battle can be heard if anyone paid attention. However, where Becka is concerned, very few people bother to pay attention. Truth be told, no one really bothers to pay attention. Becka casually swats aside several sharp and point objects of varying widths. Several minutes later the two combatants break off their fight, thoroughly winded. Well, one of them was thoroughly winded. Mousse plops down on the grass, gasping, "You've… wheeze… been… gasp… practicing… hack…?" Becka smiles and shrugs, then leaving the exhausted Mousse where he is, skips back inside the restaurant. She settles in a chair, patiently waiting for someone to take her order. Shampoo enters a few moments later. Blinking, she just -looks- at Becka. "Oh. Is you. What stupid firehead want?" Becka's smile looses none of its brilliance. "Could I get a bowl of Super Deluxe Ramen?" she asks eagerly. Shampoo scribbles something down on a writing pad which she produces from nowhere, then walks into the back room. She walks out a moment later, carrying three serving trays laden with ramen, one on each hand and one on her head. The Amazon deftly proceeds to serve ramen to every other customer in the room except Becka. After about an hour of this treatment, Becka sighs, tired of waiting for her phantom food. She walks out the door, but first she leaves a couple of yen on the table. Unnoticed by all, she makes her exit. Still hungry, she goes through her options, finally settling on okonomiyaki. Pleased with her decision and eager for food, Becka makes her way quickly towards Ukyo's restaurant. On her way there, she suddenly finds her path blocked by one Blue Thunder/Shooting Star of Furinkan High, aka. Tatewake Kuno. He reaches out and glomps onto Becka, severing all hope of breathing. "Ah, fair one! My fiery red-haired goddess! Fire whose brand haunts me like a vision, drawing me ever closer to its flame! You tempt me more than even the virtuous Akane Tendon or the beauteous pig-tailed girl! Date with me!" Becka would have answered in the negative, but being as Kuno hasn't released her from his awe-inspiring glomp yet, she's finding any kind of coherent sound difficult. With a mighty burst of strength, Becka breaks free of Kuno's pervert fueled glomp. Flipping back, she prepares herself for battle and raises… her voice. "Surely one such as thou, Brave Knight, must follow the Code! Woulds't thou attack a helpless maiden, innocent and fair? No, say it be not! What foul demon hast corrupted you, Noble One? Speak, gentle sir, that I might know and save thee!" Kuno's eyes glazed over as soon as she reached the first 'thou'. Having found someone who could spout off bullshit poetry with such style, someone who hadn't yet punted him into orbit, and someone who equaled his two loves in beauty, the Kendo Club President stared dazedly into space, unsure of how his feeble mind should react. Leaving the upperclassmen where he was, and would remain for a good while, Becka continued on her way to Ukyo's shop. She is halted as she turns the corner, by an annoyingly high pitched laugh and a twirling swirling ribbon, one that wraps itself around her legs and knocks her hard to the ground. Kodachi, the one and thank Dios, the only, lords over Becka haughtily, yanking the tangled ribbon up. Unsteadily hauling herself to her feet, Becka stands and smiles as pleasantly as possible. Brushing the dust from her clothing, she murmurs, "Hello, Kodachi-sama. How are you today?" Letting out another laugh, one that could and had chilled the hearts of even the stoutest of men, Kodachi smirked, "You little hussy, I saw you with my Ranma darling this morning. You've been hanging around him -far- to much for my taste, I simply can't allow this to continue." Becka blinked, "Allow what to continue?" Kodachi shook her ribbon threateningly, "Your association with my Ranma darling, of course!" The air is suddenly thick with rose petals and poison. Hacking a bit, Becka coughs out, "You know… I've got some friends at Ohtori… who would kill to learn that rose petal trick…" Once the poison clears, Becka hauls herself to her feet, waving a hand dismissively, "Ranma's just a friend of mine, Kodachi. Why would I want him as a fiancé? He's already got so many that I wouldn't have a chance if I did want him, which, as it is, I don't." Leaving a blinking Kodachi who wasn't quite sure whether she'd won or she'd lost, Becka continued on her way to Ukyo's Okonomiyaki Place. Becka finally does arrive. Sighing, Becka puts on a bright smile, then slides the door open with a minimal of sound and steps inside. Quickly, Becka sits down at the counter with a wave, "Hello, Ukyo-sama!" The long brown haired girl behind the counter looked up with her automatic response of, "Welcome to Ukyo's Okonomiyak! Hey, Becka. What can I get for you?" Becka settles down on a stool, sliding a couple of yen across the counter, "How about… can I get a seafood combo please?" Ukyo placed the money beneath the counter and quickly filled the order, sliding a plate in front of Becka. Within a matter of moments, the food is gone, replaced with a few more yen and another order. The redhead gulped down the second order and, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth, smiled. "That was great!" "Thank you! By the way, Becka…" The two girls struck up a fairly interesting conversation and Becka was enjoying both food and company where suddenly the air was filled by a loud cry of, "Sooth!" Tatewake Kuno bursts through the door, his mind having finally decided on a course of action. He glomps eagerly onto Becka's leg and begins huggling it in the most perverted way possible. There is no doubt that even Happosai would be proud. Angered at the nonsensical destruction of her door, Ukyo pulls the large spatula up from where is resides on her back and sends the babbling poetic wannabe back out the door with a mighty whack. Of course, Kuno was still attached to Becka's leg, so as Kuno speeds through the air with the greatest of ease, so too does Becka. Somehow or other, luck is with Becka, for a random gust of air manages to detach Kuno before he gets to… attached. The force of Ukyo's spatula is enough to send Becka clear out of Nerima and into none other than Ohtori Academy. She lands with a small splash in one of the many garden ponds. Shivering, she crawls out of the fountain, and sneezes loudly. Someone above her clears their throat and Becka looks up to find… Juri… standing there with an evil smile… and a very scanty, low-cut nightgown. The Treasurer of the Student Council smiles a second time, then advances slowly forward on Becka with a white pill, designed to stimulate the homoase enzyme. Becka audibly 'ulps'. Stay tuned for the next chapter of Becka's Ultimate Revenge. (It gets there... really, it does...)