You wrote:
The two circled each other, looking for openings. The older man moved
slowly at first, but as he warmed up his
up, his
His father's only response was to attack him. At first the
At first,
Despite his outward show of bravado, his son's words were accurate.
His legs ached, and so did his chest. What used to be a simple game
of sparring now took the greatest effort, and he wasn't sure how much
longer he'd be able to keep it up.
Should have learned Happosai's underwear longevity techniques. Snatch a
couple of panties and he'd be back up to snuff in no time. ^_^
Then the pain in his chest went
>from a dull ache to a sharp knife going straight through him.
Ranma then realized it was because his son had just stabbed him with a
knife. Now it all made sense.
Then she caught herself. If he was dying, her last words to him
should be something she wouldn't regret later.
An interesting realization. A nice touch on your part, Kara. It also shows
they're old enough to both know they're marking time.
He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again. "I was
stupid to try this. Like father, like son, I guess."
"NO! It's not going to be like that. Not again!"
Ah, so the same thing happened to Genny too, eh?
Genma turned his back on Ranma and sat down facing the family altar.
He'd been doing that nearly every day since Soun's death. He'd would
He would
That was the last time he saw his father alive. When Akane went into
the dojo to tell Genma lunch was ready he
ready, he (I think)
As far as Ranma was concerned, it was all his fault. He knew his
father was too ill to spar. He should have known better than to have
allowed his father to manipulate him into fighting.
Hmm. So at least up until now, he never suspected that his father wanted to
go out doing the one thing in the world he was truly good at.
"Did you mean what you said to me? That you would come with me if I
died?"
Akane lifted her tear-stained face from Ranma's shoulder, and nodded.
"Of course, baka! I can't be without you. I just can't!"
So they're going to make a suicide pact? ^_^
Seriously though, eventually someone has to go first. As nice as it would
be otherwise, that's the way it works (barring being caught in the same
accident, etc, etc.)
Sweet little fic. Details were scarce, but in this they weren't really
necessary. A nice, touching little pieces.
D.B. Sommer