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What Price Love?

<SNIP>

	Ranma laughed out loud at that.  He held her hand to his face.  "I've
been hit worse.  Actually after I thought about it, your slap felt kind
of nice.  It wasn't the high powered attack of a martial artist.  It was
just a slap of a girl.  It was very warm, very feminine and full of
feeling.  A slap that only you could throw."

	Nabiki blushed beet-red at hearing that description of her slap.  She
laughed out with Ranma the more she thought about it.  "I didn't know
you were into that kind of thing, Ranma."

<SNIP>

	Ranma gathered Nabiki in his arms as they looked at the dojo one last
time.  "No regrets?"

	Nabiki cuddled closer to Ranma for warmth.  Beside them were two
backpacks filled with everything they would ever need.  "No, Ranma.  No
regrets at all."

The End (maybe)

For all you Hentai's getting weird ideas about Ranma and Nabiki because
of the cut & paste job, forget it. This story is a nice "what if". 

The only bad thing I can say about it is: I find it hard to believe
that Nabiki would be so oblivious to do the damage she's causing to her
relationship. I would be more inclined to have her think that she'll 
make it up to him later... or something. 

A good read. Recommended.

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|   I think   |       Andrew Petalik {ICQ ID: 160869}
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|             |  I have no bunghole."