Well, ladies and gents, for those of you in the know, my computer is now
up and fully operational and I have begun writing once again.  Here's a
little something I whipped up.  All my other fics will be finished in
due time now.

WARNING:  Sasuke fans, all one of you, should not read this!



Secret Desires

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        Dressed in their finest, the family Kuno stepped into their
large
limosine.  Tatewaki was upset because neither of the women he'd asked to
the ball had arrived, and Kodachi was upset because Ranma had not agreed
to come.  Neither spoke as the limo careened through the streets of
Tokyo, eventually pulling to a stop in front of a large mansion.  A
family by the name of Mendo or something, Kodachi wasn't entirely sure.
        The ball dragged on for hours, boring Kodachi to the point of
tears. 
She was not someone who could easily appreciate such blaise activities
as these.  Exiting the mansion, brushing off a barnacle like young man
whom she'd heard referred to as Ataru, she reentered the limo and
demanded to be taken home.  Her brother and father would simply have to
find another means of transport.
        A quiet ride in the car, Kodachi spent the time staring out the
window,
idly noting that it had begun to rain once again.  By the time the car
had arrived at the Kuno estate, Kodachi was almost asleep.  Entering,
she spied Sasuke sitting alone in the living room.  A devious thought
entered her mind.
        "Sasuke, " she called "come to my room."
        The tiny ninja meekly followed.  Upon entering, Kodachi stood at
the
foot of her bed and faced the diminuitive bodyguard.
        "Sasuke, remove my dress."
        He complied.
        "Sasuke, remove my leotard."
        His fingres moving faster now, the ninja did as he was told.
        "Sasuke, remove my bra and panties."
        He did.
        Kodachi kicked Sasuke in the crotch and watched him double over
in
pain.  "Sasuke, if I ever catch you wearing my clothes again I shall
feed you
to my alligator."

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THE END

There's a fic buried in here, but I'm not going to write it.

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Brian, singing off...