Nabiki's headphones dropped listlessly from her hands, her normally
cool composure shattered by what she had just heard.  She quickly put her
headset back on and rewound the tape.
        Her fingers fumbled around for the play button until she could hear
Ranma's male voice clearly, "Akane... there's something I've been meaning
to tell you... I like you and all, but I'm not that way."
        The numbers slowly began to dance in her calculator type brain,
this was the sort of thing fortunes could be formed upon.  Her morals began
to tug a bit at the back of her head.  She scratched it.


******

        I suppose this is the sort of thing that happens after reading and
deleting a few hundred letters about subjects I couldn't really care less
about.  Nothing like a good 'weird fic' to lighten my mood.

    /--=={ http://www.pixi.com/~mousse/ }==------{mental note}----/
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  /     "I hate people.. not all people.. just you people."     /
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