Chuckling to himself, he turned from watching the car pull away to looking at the dojo gate. It was so funny. Here he had not left an hour earlier, and already he was back. Under normal cirumstances, he would have been happy, but at the moment all he wanted to do was crawl into his futon to die. Not that anyone would let him of course.
His father would yell at him for whining. Mister Tendo would cry about his daughter's fiance dying. Kasumi would try to take the best care she could of him. Nabiki would find some way to charge him for being sick. And Akane would likely try to cook something to make him feel better...
The thought just turned his stomach, not that it needed help to do that. But still, it would be nice in a way. The soft touch that Kasumi had... The wicked smile that Nabiki would get... The cute look that Akane could give...
Shaking his head made him feel worse, but it did help clear his mind of the ecchi direction of his thoughts. He was sure that being sick was doing things to his mind. Happosai was the pervert not him.
Walking into the dojo, Ranma:
(Posted Wed, 27 Nov 2002 07:28)
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