Subject: [FFML] [Ranma] Threads 0,9
From: "Dewin Duvae" <duvae@hotmail.com>
Date: 12/9/1998, 6:51 AM
To: freemage@hotmail.com, ffml@fanfic.com


 - Ranma - Wrapped in a Tapestry -
^~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~^

Water made me flourish
  water made me glad
  water made me happy 
  water makes me sad
Water was a drink to me
  water stopped my thirst
  water was always close to me
  water now triggers my curse
Water from jusenkhyou, how I hate that place
  water, cold, from crane flows, ready to splash on my face
  water, hot, boiling on the stove, wish I didn't need it so
  water makes up my life,...  
                   ...changing me wherever I go.
^~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~^

It was raining.
Ranma was a girl.
In his hands was a furry creature that loocked a lot like a cat.

(I know there's something wrong with this, but what?)

Ranma was at the moment not really himself.
This could of course be said about him at every time he had been 
splashed with cold water, but today was different.

-(What's the matter, Are you sick?) Hayai asked worriedly.
Ranma stared out at the daze of rain in front of her and didn't answer.
(Why, why did I do it?) She hugged her catlike companion a little bit 
closer for comfort. (Did I really throw a fireball at him?)
She looked down at the creature she was carrying and sighed.
(How could I let myself loose control?) She began squezeeing even 
harder. 
-(Too tight! Too tight!) Screamed a desperate voice in her mind.
She didn't listen. (I don't deserve to be called a martial artist if I 
loose control so easily) A tear rolled down her cheeck, in the rain it 
made no difference. She rubbed it of with her wet wrist anyway. (No, 
guys don't cry)

-(Puh! Thanks, don't ever squezee me that hard ag-...) She couldn't get 
any further before she was caught in a bearhug, the likes of wich she 
had never felt.

--

-RYOUGA! 

An angry girl in a Dark blue trousers and a light blue jacket was 
leaning over a very frightened boy in a yellow and black bandana.

-*gulp* Yes? he he hee...

-Don't tell me that you actually slept with someone. She said, looming 
over him.

-We'll, he tried to shrink away, I -I -I...

-RYOUGA!

In his mind he was about the same size as his cursed form.
-Ididn'tmeantoo. He shot out.

Naoko visibly calmed down when he said that. 
She calmed down, but not much.

-Does... she... know? She asked in a restrained voice.

Ryouga had the good grace too try and look guilty. (wich wasn't in the 
least necessary since he looked like he wanted to commit seppuko then 
and there, but it did add something)
-I don't think so. 

Naoko sat back and glared hard at her brother, after a while of this, 
she calmed herself.

-Ryouga, the name was spoken with a dangerous undertone, I think that 
you should tell her.

Ryouga just sat there, looking sad.

--

Mika felt her stommach tighten.
She hadn't had time too eat her lunch, she had gone too clear up some 
things with Nabiki.
Of course there hadn't been time to eat.

*grooooink*
Her stomach growled at her again.
She stopped walking and put her left hand on her tommy, her right hand 
was holding the umbrella.
(I really wish that I didn't skip lunch)
She closed her eyes and listened to the pitter patter of the rainfall 
around her. (There) She thought to herself (now it's passed)
She opened her eyes again and looked out into the rain, trying to sort 
through shapes that were barely visible.

(Where did she go?) She tried to bring up her right hand to shield her 
eyes, so she could peer through the rain.
Almost instantly she could feel the wetness build up on her shoulders, 
and a bit on her back.
She immediately staightened the umbrella and brought her left hand up 
instead.

She bit her lip unintetionally (If I've lost her, then...) She willed 
herself not to think, if she thougth about that then there'd be no 
meaning with what she did.

There!

She almost cried with joy, she hadn't lost "the subject".
(I'll prove to Nabiki that she can trust me yet) She slowly picked up 
the pace so as to not lose "the subject" again.
(This time I won't shy away just because it might be unpleasant) She 
wrinkled her nose when she thought of where "the subject" had appeared. 
(Even if she goes back there, I'll follow her!)

*splosh*

She looked down at the little girl who had danced up beside her and 
tried not to look angry.
The girl, who was clad in a yellow watercoat, was standing innocently in 
a puddle.
Looking down at herself Mika noticed that she was wet, waist down.

-Hi, the little girl said cutely, who are you?

-Hmph! She responded and walked away briskly, making sure that she could 
keep her eyes on "the subject" all along.

The little girl stood there with rain all around, looking at her as she 
left. Then the girls face lit up in a smile and the she ran after Mika.

Mika was walking along almost fast enough to be running, but the little 
girl came up beside her and kept her pace.
-Did you get angry because you got wet? 

-Yes. Mika responded, looking at the one she had been following.

-Then you will be happy if you get dry?

-Whatever. Mika said (If I lose her...)
Mika lost her trail of thought as she was interupted by a warm wind 
creeping up inside her skirt.

--

Akane looked out at the cold weather and shivered.
(I shouldn't have punted Ranma, now he's out there wet freezing and 
female. The pervert, I wonder how he's doing)

-Hey Akane! Over here! Came a voice from outside.

Akane carefully opened the door and rushed outside.
It was as cold as she had thought and she tried frantically to look 
around for the one who had called her out here.

She stoped locking when she saw Ukyou with her large spatula held over 
her head, sheilding her from the downpour.
-Akane! Over here! She waved with her free hand.

Akane walked over to her and positioned herself under the spatula.
-What? She demanded.

Ukyou looked at her quizzicaly and began walking towards the schools 
gates. Akane hurried along, so that she stayed under the shelter of the 
spatula.

-I was wondering when the competition was going to be, and what it was 
going to be about, I know that you are going to try and find something 
that you are better at than me...
It's just...  just don't try cooking, that's all.

-ARE YOU SAYING THAT I CAN'T COOK?

Ukyou looked back at her with a look that spoke volumes of her belief in 
Akanes cooking skills.
-Akane, if you poisson the judges, you will lose. Is that what you 
wan't?

Akane just grumbled and looked at the horizon. (Wich would have worked, 
exept that there was a wall of rain blocking the wiew, not too mention 
all the buildings that usually where in the way)

-Anyway, I want this this be fair. I think that we should start off with 
something that we can both do well.

Ukyou looked questioningly at Akane for an idea.
Akane continued to stare at nothing.

-Akane?

Akane turned her head towards Ukyou, still staring into the distance but 
at least in Ukyous general distance.
Ukyou's face darkened.

-You did a good job of punting Him today Akane, but you didn't do it 
THAT hard. Ukyou looked at her smugly.

She didn't react.
-You know, he really ought to have come back by now. Maybe he's with 
Shampoo?

Akane seemed to wake up. Her eyes tinged with red and she adopted an 
angry sneer. With a sharp intake of breath, she readied herself for a 
familiar warcry.

-RANMA NO BAKA! She stormed out through the rain, in the direction of 
the Nekohanten.

(I wonder how many times she has to do that before he gets the idea)  
*sigh* (If only this wasn't nessecary)

*splash, splash, splash*

Ukyou listened closely to the sound.
(Wah? It's coming closer?)

Suddenly Akane marched into her view again.
-And dont forget, WE ARE GOING TO COOK!
She screamed before she marched off another time.

--

The rain was falling heavily and Ranma was getting soaked thuroughly. 
The fact that she was drenched didn't bother her.
Something was on her mind.

-(Ranma, it's okay. Whatever it is, it's okay) Hayai soothed.
Ranma looked glumly at her. 
-How would you know!
-(We're linked remember) Hayai looked at her as if she should really 
know better.
-What do you mean linked? 
-(Ranma look at me!) Hayai sent, squirming out of Ranmas grip. 
When she was free, she jumped down on the ground.
Ranma moved to pick her up again.
-(STOP!) Ranma stopped.

-(Tell me what do you see?)
Ranma froze, In front of her was a creature that was a lot like a cat. 
It looked like it was stll in the bath, in short its hair was plastered 
firmly to its body, the long ears hung bakwards a bit, they seemed like 
they where ready to fall on the ground at any second and it was very 
wet.

-(TELL ME!) The creature was ready to burst into tears at a moments 
notice.

Ranmas mind began to accelerate in order to  figure this thing out. 
(1. She looks alot like a cat. 2. I can't be near cats. 
3. We can't be seperated. Conclusion: She is not a cat.)

Ranma suddenly smiled in a Kasumiesque fashion.
-I see a rabbit of course.

Hayai looked down in the ground, shook her head and sighed.
She lifted her head again, looking closer too tears than ever.
-(RRRanma) she sent sweetly, letting the R rooll (Wouldn't you say that 
I looked a lot like a...   ...CAT!)

Ranma fainted.

--

Happosai slumped down on the the floor.
(Finnally, finnally I'm done)
Before him was a huge bomb.
It was at least the size of Genma, in panda form.

(Now it's time to spend some well earned time with my pretties)
He  jumped towards the pile of lingerie that was stored in a corner. The 
pile moved away from him.
(What the?) He jumped at it again.
And again the pile pushed itself out of the way.

Happosai tried to reach the pile again, and again, and again.
But every time he got close to some underwear, it flew out of his reach.

After a while he sat down, more exhausted than before.
Even so, he was seething with anger.
(So this is what she meant when she cursed me) He began pacing back and 
forth, despite being totally drained of energy.
(How to get my hands on a bra, how?)
He walked over to his stash of tricks and began picking things up at 
random, only to throw them back in again.

(No, this isn't it. Not this either. Hmmm, a magical brooch. Why do I 
have a statue of a cookroach? There's that broom I stole from the 
dragons nest. And there is the key to ali babas chest.
The mirror isn't here, but I knew that from before. *sigh* I couldn't 
find it anywhere.)
He turned away from the pile and stumbled over a butterfly net.
(There it is!) He thought happily.

He took a good hold of the net and waved it experimentally over a bra in 
the corner.
The bra didn't move. (YES! Now I can get ahold of at least one)
He made a fast motion with the net and caught the bra.
Then he slowly pulled it in. It was a huge effort, as it got harder to 
pull, the closer it came.

When he Happosai came within three inches of his "pretty", he quickly 
swiped it with his left hand.
He let go of the net and furiously held onto the bra with both hands 
wich flapped around in the air like a snake that had learned the 
"chestnut" tecnique.

Suddenly it it stopped fighting and hang limply in Happosai's grip. 
Then, as he felt the elation of victory begin to overwhealm him, it 
crumpled into dust and blew away.

--

Iruka scanned his surroundings for Ikyo.
He found her standing besides an orange haired girl whose clothes where 
caught in a storm of their own. (What is she doing?) The winds stopped 
and left the girl totally dry in the midst of the rainfall.
Ikyo said something to the girl and the girl nodded.
(She seemes a bit shaken) He chuckled to himself (At least Ikyo's not 
doing any harm) He looked around a bit in the rain and saw a formless 
shape lying on the ground.
(By the lords!) He rushed towards the shape in order to help

--

Cologne was not in a good humor.
(When I find son-in-law I'm gonna beat him to a pulp)
She was hopping along on her staff, trying to avoid the puddles that 
where forming on the street.
(Making me hopp around in the rain like this why, that ingrate is no 
better than Happosai)
She avoided the wave of water that came from a long black car that 
skimmed passed.

(Hmph, at least he's young. He can be moulded into a moderate husband 
and he IS fresh blood) *Atchoo* 
(Holly) She held her head in her hands and balanced on the stick. (I 
think I'm getting sick) She looked around determinedly in the rain. (I 
mustn't let that stop me though, I am not going to make any mistakes 
like I did with Happosai)
She hopped off again at a higer pace.

--

As Iruka came close, he noticed the cabbit lying ontop of the redhead. 
It was crying floods.
(Something bad must have happened) He thought with alarm.
He leaned down to check for wounds.
The cabbit didn't notice him.
(Well), he concluded, (at least she doesn't have any wounds, and she 
can't be dead in any manner or the cabbit would lie dead beside her) He 
stroked the cabbit to comfort it.
It looked up and met his eyes, he could feel it searching around in his 
eyes trying too reach something.

He felt like he had done when his "father" had told him that he wasn't 
good enough, and never would be.
He felt the same as when he had told Narimako that he loved her and she 
had laughed at him, the same laugh that his "father" used to laugh.
He felt as if he had tasted a bit of heaven and had been thrown into 
hell.

She looked away and all his feelings subsided.
(These two need help) He stood up and tried to locate a doctors office. 
After what seemed like an eternity for both him and the cabbit he opened 
his eyes and spoke.
-An apple a day, keeps the doctor away.
Internally he winced as he said it. It was the first thing that came to 
mind concerning doctors but, he wouldn't be able to find a doctor all 
day. (Maybe if I avoid apples) he thought grimly.

-Oh well, I better get you dry in any case.
He looked over at Ikyo, who was busy talking to the orange haired girl. 
-(Ikyo, I'm going ahead to the Tendos. I'll wait for you there) He 
included a general feeling for where she needed to turn in order to get 
to the Tendos.
He then proceded to pick the pair up in his arms. He jumped onto the 
roofs and continued in a straight path towards the dojo.

--

              ---
  Can you see the red thread,
  the yellow or the blue?

  Can you see the green one
  inbetween the two?

  Take a look at all of it.
  Can you see it too?

  It all forms a tapestry.
  A tapestry for you

              <Dewin Duvae>
              ---
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