Author's Notes: Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko Takahashi and Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi. Muchas gracias to the people of Fukufics for their help, particularly J. St. C. Patrick and Dumbledork. Enjoy.

Plans Come Together, Chapter 2

“And stay dead.” Ranma, in his super-heroine form smashed the latest culinary attempt of Akane’s into paste. Once completed, she faded from onlooker’s view once more. Several of the people on the streets couldn’t believe that a single magical girl had run in and completely obliterated the tentacle monster that had appeared in their midst in a matter of seconds. One could already hear the sirens coming down the street and news vans were already pulling in to set up cameras.

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“So Saotome, how did today’s project go?” Nabiki smirked as she watched her partner in crime return from the restroom dressed in his normal getup.

“That spaghetti was stronger than I remember it. Are you sure you didn’t cross breed it with her meatloaf?” Ranma was fairly certain that their latest ‘youma’ had been a bit stronger than the last two or three they had been using.

“You know I wouldn’t do that without giving you some heads up. Besides, what do you expect; Akane made that particular dish just for you and put all her love into it.” She chuckled to herself about how she phrased the statement.

“Yeah, well that is a love I could do without. No more creatures made with noodles, I don’t like what that one was trying to do. It was worse than the old lech.”

“Duly noted. Now then let’s hurry along. Our contact should be ready with our payment for helping them.” With that, Nabiki’s face had returned to its usual appearance and all the mirth completely left her face.

Ranma frowned but nodded his head. “Argh… alright. Let’s get this over with. I still don’t understand why anyone would pay good money to do this.” He still didn’t like it when Nabiki would suddenly shift into the mercenary mode. It was odd seeing someone who was a blast to work with switch over to acting like they would slit a person’s throat for five yen.

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When the two arrived, their contact was waiting for them. He stood there wearing a trench coat and fedora combo, looking for all the world as if he had just stepped out of a bad spy movie. The two just sighed, it figured that whoever was crazy enough to arrange a fake magical girl sighting or three would be that odd. Nabiki nodded her head to Ranma so he began his part of the charade they used with customers.

“So, did you keep your end of the bargain? We went to a lot of trouble to arrange that stunt for you.” To this, their contact merely nodded his head and held up the briefcase. “Toss it over here now. No funny business.” The contact did just as he was instructed. Ranma opened the case and checked its contents. “All there boss.”

“Good good. Now then, we need to get back to other pursuits rather than staying around here in this lot.” With that, the two began to leave but stopped when their contact raised his voice.

“Excuse me Ms. Tendo, but would you mind waiting a moment. My employer has another proposition for you. If you accept, you will get a cut of the profits as well as a free ride to the college of your choice.” Seeing her somewhat mildly surprised look he chuckled to himself. “Yes, we know that is what you are really after Ms. Tendo. Mr. Saotome, we also are willing to offer you anything at our disposal to help you train further in the arts.”

To this, Ranma instantly perked up and began listening. “All I request is a bit of your time and that you accompany me to visit my boss. You will find in that case a card with my contact information. If you decide to take us up on the offer, call me and I will arrange for the meeting.” The man then began to walk away.

Ranma and Nabiki looked at each other for a moment, pondering about what to do. “So Nabs, what do you think? Should we accept or what?”

Nabiki was still mulling over the decision. “Well they did pay quite well for what we have done, plus well you know how I want to get into Todai. I suggest we think it over though. After all, so far it has been some eccentric stuff they are wanting. Who knows what else they may request?”

Ranma nodded his head to her statements. “True. Meet at the usual place during lunch to discuss it?” Nabiki nodded her head before the two set off for home.

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Ami couldn’t believe what she was seeing on TV. According to the news, that mysterious new senshi-like person had defeated a tentacle demon. It wasn’t that she had beaten it that bothered her; it was the realization that evil villains even still had such creatures that really got to her. Apparently though, all of this was done before the news crews arrived so there was no footage of the event.

Her communicator rang and she answered it automatically. “Yes, I saw it on the news just now. Yeah, another hit and run destruction of a monster. Yes I know, my skin crawls at the concept as well. Okay, calm down, don’t cry. … Yes alright, we will get together for another meeting.”

After putting down her communicator, she couldn’t help but wonder why she was stuck with this gig. “Oh well, nothing for it. Time to round up the troops and console our fearless leader. Honestly, this consoling all the time gets old. Well it could be worse; I at least, am the smart one. Though it would be nice to cut loose with some anger on occasions like Rei.” She entertained briefly the image of her chewing out all the others for their bizarre behavior much like her raven-haired friend would, but decided that the image was too far out there for her to do so. Somewhere in Nerima, Akane sneezed.

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Usagi was walking home after the meeting with the others where they had all agreed that if they were to be able to contact this new girl, the first thing they were going to ask was how she moved so fast. The second would be how do slip out of that glomp/hold maneuver that it was reported the girl was in during her fight with the beast. In their line of work, one could never be too sure of what they might have to fight or escape from. Usagi began looking around the sides of the street she was walking down and noticed a new sign up at one of the local toy stores. She wandered over and began to read what the sign was about.

After reading the sign, all she could think was it was about time. After all, who wouldn’t want an action figure of their favorite magical girl? Though now she wondered whom this magical girl toy was going to be based on, hopefully her. Though she supposed it wouldn’t be all that new to Minako really, but for her and the others, this would be great. She would remember the name DraCorp though, since that was the company making the toys. Maybe they could work some sort of deal out, payment for public appearances or something on occasions. She continued on her way home, already pondering her dinner.

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Jiro chuckled to himself as he checked the lab that he had secluded himself into. With any luck, those samples he took from the latest fight could be used to make more of the creature. Who knows what he could do with an army of the evil beasts. Personally though, he hoped to find the source of these creatures and to get it working for him. After all, once he had things his way, the company would focus solely on weapons development rather than the few dozen fields it worked in now. Who knew, perhaps he could even use them to take over other things than just the bio-weapons field. Either way, he began to go to work on growing the culture. He still couldn’t figure out, though, why it smelled of tomato sauce.