Scott Schimmel wrote:

	Greetings.

	It was a wery pleasant story. 
For once the Ranma dont get into fights, dont beat 
monsters or compete with powerful sorcerers. ;-)
But it all leaved a powerful emotions.

	A few best moments i have outlined, along with
a one thing, i am curious about.

        "You haven't told me whether you like this swimsuit," she
ventured finally.

        As a matter of fact, he hadn't even glanced at it, but there
was no need to bring that up.  He turned to look at Ukyou for the
first time--to really look, picking up the details his initial,
cursory inspection had missed.  His eyes flickered over the garment, a
simple two-piece in royal blue that nevertheless suited her very well
He nodded briefly.  "It looks nice."

	Ukyou into royal blue twopiece swimsuit...

        "Pretty much... calm down, Ucchan."
        "I am calm!"
        "Yeah?"  He placed his hand on hers, and, for a moment, she
stopped breathing.  Then he lifted it into her vision, and she
realized that it was clenched into a white-knuckled fist.  She sighed
as he let go; the anger drained away, leaving only the lingering
resentment she always felt toward Genma Saotome, the man who had been
responsible for ruining the better part of her life.  Ranma chuckled,
humorlessly.  "Yeah, he deserves it, but... well, he is my father."
He muttered something under his breath.

	Right words...

        She felt a brief, crushing disappointment, and masked it
almost instantly, for him.  "O-of course, Ranchan," she said with a
tremulous smile.  "I'll... see you."  She swiftly stood, turned, and
started walking; she was twenty feet away by the time Ranma, surprised
by her sudden departure, got to his feet.
        "Bye, Ucchan!" he called after her, waving to her back.
        She paused and whispered, "Tomorrow..."  Ranma did not see a
single tear trace its way along the curve of her cheek.  Her
hesitation continued until, unable to bear the waiting any longer, she
turned back to him...

	Poor Ucchan. Ranma seemed oblivious of her pain.
And yet, she is always to support him.

        Bad day, indeed.  Ranma decided that now was not the best time
to say "I told you so."  Instead, he tapped her on the shoulder,
briefly, as though afraid he would be burned by the brief physical
contact.  "You're not having fun either, huh?"

	For once man thinked before talking.

        She was still, he noticed, wearing her swimsuit, a simple
two-piece in royal blue.  It looked surprisingly good on her... must
be a trick of the light, he thought, doubtfully.  He decided not to
say anything; she could be touchy about that.  Instead, he asked, "You
want to go back?"

	Into first part, Ukyou was wearing similar swimsuit.
It may be a coincedence, but i think, im missing something
important, i cant put hands on into this. Or am i seeing things?

	Overall, i liked it much. Thank You for writing it.

						Aivars
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