I don't own Ranma and co. and I don't make money from writing any associated fanfics. I just use them for my own pleasure.


TrueBlue
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by: Felipe
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A feeling of tranquility descends upon me as I lay on my back, gazing up at the clouds, oblivious to my surroundings.

Not hearing anything. Just me and the endless blue.

The feeling... reminding me of one of my favorite activities in childhood. Lying face up on the floor of my father's dinghy while it drifted carelessly across Nerima Park lake.

Hours I would stay like that. Sometimes until I saw the sky tinged yellow and red and then violet at dusk. Sometimes until I heard my mother calling out to me in worry.

I'd lie there and not respond to her calls to me. Eventually desperation and not a little fear would make its way into her voice.

She couldn't see me. I was lying down on the floor of the little rowing boat.

I wanted to hear how worried she was about me.

It made me feel so good, to hear the panic in her. The fear in the possibility that I might've tipped over and drowned in the lake.

The relief that I saw in her whenever I decided to end the little game and reveal myself, safe and sound, always left me a little empty.

Empty.

How I'd love to drift away from all this fucking bullshit.




"...ear what I said, Kuno-Baby?"

Suddenly I am shaken from my pleasant reverie. Looking up, I observed
Nabiki sporting her crooked smile. Large brown eyes gazed down mocking me. Her face was stone cold but for a second that went too quick, I thought I saw laughter, pity and not a little exasperation in them.

Oh, how I despised the way she was looking at me right at this moment.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you'll have to repeat yourself Nabiki Tendo. There seems to be a persistent ringing sound in my ears." I replied smoothly. This will get her going. "It seems that the vile Sorcerer struck me from behind during our battle and has retreated from the face of my wrath."

The laughter quickly turned into anger, the pity into disgust.

"You still don't quite get it, do you Kuno-Baby?" Sneering, Nabiki pulled out a tissue and let it flutter down to my chest. "Here, clean yourself up before going to class...... you look like shit."

Ice mask in place, she abruptly turns and leaves.

I sat up and glared venomously at her back as she left and entered the building. How I'd love to wipe that smirk clean off her smug face.

My scowl immediately vanished as soon as she was out of sight.

She didn't know... The sides of my mouth curl slightly upwards.

She didn't know...

Know that...

The only reason I persist on harassing her sister and Ranma...

Is to get attention from her.

Nabiki Tendo.

Just to get her attention...

I don't care about how the way she treats me.

I don't care about how she looks at me...

Like I was a piece of trash.

I don't care that she thinks I belong in a nuthouse....

Yes.

Just her attention's enough.

Even if it only consisted of our 'business' deals.... selling me photos of Akane and the freak.

I liked....  I loved being near her. But I couldn't let her know that. No way.

Then I'd be ten times screwed over... even more so. Hehe.

Nabiki knows she has me wrapped around her little finger. She just doesn't know the real reason why.

Heh. Kodachi would flay me to death if she knew about this.

Or feed me to her pet reptile.......

But fuck Kodachi.

Fuck Akane.

And fuck that goddamned freak, Ranma.

"Nabiki, your mine..."  Shit, I can't believe I said that out loud.

Better get to class.

End.

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I don't know where I'm going with this.
Why don't you guys tell me where I can go with it?

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1. This is my first fic.
2. I don't speak English at home.
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