Hiya, guys and gals !

Sorry if you folks have been waiting for TWTL: Haruka, but due 
to an unexpected trip to the doctor and the accidental borrowing 
of my fic diskette by a colleague of mine, I was unable to 
write for the past several days. 

Never fear, as soon as I can get the diskette back anhd my stomach
stop screaming bloody murder, I'll be typing like crazy.

Here's a little taste of the Haruka fic that I sent a sample
of awhile back "Two Heavens":

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Yukiyo Ten'ou-Chiba was having a very bad morning. First, she had 
woken up to find that she was once again cooking breakfast. Not
much of a surprise considering the noise of her parent's "workout"
last night. Second, she found out that somehow her mother had 
forgotten everything about her and her father and start acting like
a tomboy. 

Number three reason was the current situation she was in. 

"Mom, why don't you wear it ?!" Yukiyo said as she held the dress 
before her mother. It was a nice blue business dress, the one 
that her mother had always worn to work. 

"Will you stop calling me Mom," Haruka said,"Haruka would be just 
fine." Her arms were folded across her breasts in defiance."And
if you think I'm getting into that dress, you've got another think
coming."

"Mo-," Yukiyo noticed Haruka's glare and gave up. "Okay, Haruka, if 
that's what you want. Except for a few changes this is what you've been
wearing to work for the past ten years. It's one of your best dresses.
What's wrong with it ?"

"It's a dress."

"So what?"    
  
"I don't wear dresses." 

"You've worn dresses ever since you met Dad !"

Haruka sighed. The kid was as stubborn as she was. Fast mind, too. 

"Isn't there anything else I could wear ?"

Yukiyo calmly put the dress on the bed and moved to a nearbly 
closet. She opened the door and presented the contents to Haruka.

It was full of dresses. All having blue or yellow in the color
scheme.

"Can't I wear your Dad's suits ?"

"Uh-uh. Dad's taller and leaner than you. His size won't fit.
Besides why'd you want to wear suits anyway." 

Haruka put her head into her hand and gave up. "You better not make
me wear high heels, kid."

Yukiyo smirked. 
        
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See you folks as soon as possible.


Elsa Bibat is: restricted to milk and non-spicy foods for the rest of the
week.