well.. haevn't written much on this lately.. and my release dat is only 3
weeks away.. so i want to send soemthing to the FFML .. pique yrr interest..
as well as to get me going.. if i feel i have to do something for someone
else i'll be more likely to get it done on time.. anyways.. don't bother
asking for the other parts of it.. i'll be posting them in not to long (with
any luck) and also it's not a complete story..


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	Akane walked back alone from the studio, worried about her father, but he
had insisted that he was alright and that there was nothing to worry about.
She stopped off at a convenience store on her way home, to pick up a few
things that Kasumi had asked her for.  As she walked down the aisle, towards
the dairy section she felt an unerving feeling that she was being watched.
Akane picked up a carton of milk, placing it in a basket looped over her
shoulder and stalked towards the fish food section.  As she turned she
caught a brief flash of black out of the corner of her eye, but when she
looked back it was gone.  Thinking nothing more of it, Akane chose some fish
food for the carp in the pond in her backyard, and continued upon her way.

	Upon her return to the Dojo, she was immediately beset with questions by
Nabiki, wanting to know how her father had gotten hurt.  Akane blew her off,
not wanting to deal with the problem, and tiredly slid into her room.  The
first thing she noticed as she entered was P-Chan lying asleep on her pillow.

	"Ah! P-Chan! It's been so long! How'r you doing baby?" Akane asked in a
high pitched voice as she gathered up her pet into her arms.  After a few
moments of gushing over her P-Chan's return, Akane noticed that he still
hadn't responded.

	"You're probably just exhausted, if Ranma didn't chase you out all the
time, you wouldn't be so tired," Akane stated, looking down at her pet
lovingly.  Her expression changed to schock as she noticed something that
had eluded her before; P-Chan wasn't breathing.

	Yelling in rage, and sorrow, she threw her arms wildly about, knocking most
of the stuff on her desk to the floor.  Not seeing clearly through the tears
in her eyes, Akane stumbled backwards into a bookshelf spilling more of her
posessions onto the carpet, before collapsing in a sobbing heap onto her
bed.  Sobbing to herself, she drifted off to sleep.

***

        
        P-R-P-Chan
        P-R-P-Chan's Pathetic Little Place
        http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Ginza/6291/
        The Ranma ½ Fanfic Library
        http://piros.ml.org/p-r-p-chan/