::sheepish wave::  Gomen, minna-san...

Lemme give y'all a little tip:  as much as you can, keep your own 
writings in seperate folders (or even seperate disk) from the FFML 
stuff you download.  Otherwise, you're liable to ask dumb questions 
like this one:

I found this fragment on a disk of mine, and I really don't think 
it's mine... I don't recognize the style... but it looks interesting.  
Can someone either claim it, and let me know what they've done with it 
since then, or grant me permission to see what I can do with it?  I 
don't wanna step on toes or nothing, but I just don't know where this 
came from...

Heh.  So this is how Shinnosuke feels...

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The old man barely had scrubbed the moss into his grandson's back 
when the boy stood up, scars gone, completely healed.  "Akane!  Where 
is she?"

Shinnosuke's grandfather looked down at the ground, and pointed toward 
the great spring.  The yamada no orochi was just about to submerge.  
Only an incongruous flash of navy blue gave any indication that 
something was amiss.  "She has given her life to save you, 
Shin-chan..."

"No, old man!  I can't let that happen!"  And he charged for the spring.  
He would rescue this girl if it was the last thing he ever did.

After all... she had risked her life to save him.  He owed her that 
much.

He had forgotten she had merely been repaying a debt she had owed him 
for thirteen years.

***

"So... she loves him, eh?"  Ryoga sat down next to his disconsolate 
companion.  A rueful smile creased his face.  "Well... now you know 
how I feel.  And to think... all this time I vowed to crush your 
happiness, and this kid manages in just a couple of days to do what 
I've failed to accomplish after a year of trying. 

"Whaddya gonna do now?"

Ranma raised his head from his hands to look at Ryoga.  "I have no 
idea, man.  What do *you* do when this happens?"

The rueful smile widened ever so slightly.  "What do you think, stupid?  
I get lost."

Even Ranma had to smirk at that.  "Not all that bad an idea."

***

Soun Tendo was getting distraught worrying about his daughter's safety 
when the letter arrived.

"It's from Ryuganzawa, Father... from Akane..."  The Tendo patriarch 
tried to tear open the envelope, but his fingers trembled so that it 
slipped from his hands and fell to the floor.  His eldest bent down to 
pick up the fallen envelope, and smiled gently at her father.  "Shall 
I...?"  Soun could only nod.

With one swift motion, Kasumi tore open the letter, and a calligraphed 
card fell out.  "Oh my... it's a wedding invitation."

Mr. Tendo could hardly believe his ears.  "My daughter is finally 
getting married!"  The tears of apprehension were replaced by tears 
of joy.  He began to dance around the room.

Kasumi finished her father's statement as she read the invitation.  
"...to Sakakibara Shinnosuke."

Soun facefaulted.

***

They breakfasted over a campfire at dawn.  Ranma looked haggard and 
worn out.  Ryoga's face was clean and happy.  "Y'know, you should get 
some water from the stream nearby and wash your face, Ranma.  You look 
like hell."

"I *feel* like hell; you kidding?  And how d'ya do that without turning 
into a pig, anyway?"

Ryoga pulled out a pan from his knapsack and gently batted Ranma on the 
head with it.  "Simple.  I use this pan as a dipper, and heat the water 
over the fire.  You don't think I'd've figured stuff like this out by 
now?  Gimme some credit, doofus."

"Awright, awready.  Man..."  Ranma took the pan, and wandered off to 
the spring.  Not that it really mattered to him about the pan; after 
all, he at least stayed human when he got wet.

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And that's it.  Anybody recognize this?  Or can I run with it?
(Assuming I can, that is...)

Itsu mo,
Ucchan   ^_^;;