Hello!!!
Well it took me longer then I thought it would to write this, usually I
can get the parts to this done in a couple of hours, but for some
reason this one took me a few days...or was it a couple of weeks?
Oh, well it's done. And I now know what to classify it as. It's a
Romantic Thingy...if you know a better term for this let me know.
Anyhoo C&C are welcome and appreciated. That's about it let's go
on with the fic.
Crikit ^_^ \/, crikit@geocities.com
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"But he that does not grasp the thorne,
should never crave the rose."
"Literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disfranchised. No
barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet,
gracious discourse of my book friends. They talk to me
without embarrassment or awkwardness."
Helen Keller
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Ranma 1/2 does not, I repeat does not belong to me.
I'm using it without permission...but if anyone asks I do
okay...but if they find out I don't tell them I've left the
country.
Letters to Nabiki 2
A Ranma 1/2 Fanfic by Tracy Garnett AKA Crikit
From: listener@new_world.com
Date: February 17, 1999
To: n_tendo@new_world.com
Subject: RE: Kasumi
I do read your e-mails, and what you say about yourself. But you see Nabiki,
I choose to look beyond the words that you write about yourself, and in to
the ones that you write about others. You may say that you are a callous
shrew who's only goal is to make money, but Nabiki, I see differently. When
I read the words that you write I picture a girl. A girl who has built a
wall of falseness around herself in order to protect herself from the
emotions of others. I admit, I am having a hard time in guessing what could
have caused such pain that you felt the need to wear such a mask, but I am
sure that you have your reasons for hiding your true lovely self. If only
you would share those reasons with me.
What can your father not see? You said that your father is to stupid to see
what is happening to his little girls. What is happening to them? You must
feel that this something that I should know, other wise you would not have
mentioned it, please Nabiki. I beg of you do not bottle this inside
yourself. For if you do that, it will only eat at you, weakening your
already fragile soul.
In your last e-mail you described part of your friendship with Kuno, it's
funny as I read, a friendship of mine came to mind. It was a lot like yours
and Kunos. We had been friends for a long time and for some reason we
started to drift apart. I still see that friend on an almost daily basis but
we don't talk at least not how we used to. Instead of our friendly
conversations and questions we now insult each other or avoid each other.
Sometimes I wish that we could return to our friendship of old, but that is
highly unlikely, we have both changed too much. You said that Kuno was
normal back then, is he not normal now?
I read your sister's poem, and I suspect you are right. It is quite possible
that your sister was in love with someone that you did not know or can not
remember, and it is also possible that that person was killed, or died of
some mysterious cause. But, it is also possible that that person left and
that Kasumi wrote that poem to deal with the pain of that loss. Or, the poem
might be something that she wrote one a day when the loss of your mother was
resting heavy on her heart and mind; the only person who knows is Kasumi
herself. If it were not for the fact that you took the poem without her
permission I would say talk to her, ask her what it is about. But alas, you
can not do that. For if you do it would alert your sister to what you are
trying to do. I suggest that you try to remember all those that your sister
loves or has loved. Unfortunately that is all I can suggest, if I knew more
about the situation or if I knew your family better I might be able to
suggest something better, but all I know about both is from what you have
told me.
Have faith Nabiki, for I am sure that you will overcome this obstacle, and
find the answers to your questions. Alas I must depart, for it is the time
of repast. I look forward to hearing from you again.
Yours faithfully�
Listener.