Disclaimer: Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko Takahashi. I am writing this story out of love of the characters,
and a need to exercise my creative energies. I make no money off of this story, and my only reward comes
from the reviews I get.
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Moving On-Ukyo
Well. There it is. "I'm sorry, Ucchan. I never wanted to hurt you, but I can't deny what my heart tells
me. I love Akane. You will always be my best friend...but nothing more.
I want to scream, to fall on my knees and beg him to love me, but I know that it will accomplish
nothing. Instead, I force a pained smile to my lips, although I am sure it looks more like a grimace. "I
understand. I hope you two will be v-very happy." My voice breaks, and I can no longer hold the tears back.
I turn away quickly, but not quickly enough.
"Ucchan!" he sounds so sad. I feel a hand on my shoulder. "Ucchan, don't cry! I wish there had been
some way it could have been different, I really do. I'm sorry..."
I manage to compose myself a bit, although the tears are still flowing freely down my face. "It's
nothing to apologize for. I understand, truly I do. I can't force you to love me, anymore than I could keep the
sun from rising tomorrow morning. Besides," I smile weakly, "You couldn't have chosen a better girl." Liar!
A small voice in the back of my mind whispers, He could have chosen you! Be quiet, I tell it.
"I do hope you will be happy." And that is true. I love him, and his happiness matters to me.
"You too, Ucchan. I know you'll find someone worthy of your love. Just be patient." And with that,
he turns and walks out the door, and out of my heart. And as he is vanishes into the distance, I can feel my
heart begin to heal. It will take a long time, and it will be painful, but I will mend. And one day...maybe I'll
even find a new love.
~Finis~
Notes: I really enjoyed writing this fic. The idea came to me in Algebra one day. I just started writing, not
thinking too much about it, just letting the words flow onto the paper (that's how I write best). This is what
I came up with. I'm working on one with Ryoga, but don't expect it just yet. I write all my stories out
longhand, and then type them, and I haven't quite finished writing out the Ryoga one. Anyway, thanks for
reading. Bye!
and a need to exercise my creative energies. I make no money off of this story, and my only reward comes
from the reviews I get.
~~~
Moving On-Ukyo
Well. There it is. "I'm sorry, Ucchan. I never wanted to hurt you, but I can't deny what my heart tells
me. I love Akane. You will always be my best friend...but nothing more.
I want to scream, to fall on my knees and beg him to love me, but I know that it will accomplish
nothing. Instead, I force a pained smile to my lips, although I am sure it looks more like a grimace. "I
understand. I hope you two will be v-very happy." My voice breaks, and I can no longer hold the tears back.
I turn away quickly, but not quickly enough.
"Ucchan!" he sounds so sad. I feel a hand on my shoulder. "Ucchan, don't cry! I wish there had been
some way it could have been different, I really do. I'm sorry..."
I manage to compose myself a bit, although the tears are still flowing freely down my face. "It's
nothing to apologize for. I understand, truly I do. I can't force you to love me, anymore than I could keep the
sun from rising tomorrow morning. Besides," I smile weakly, "You couldn't have chosen a better girl." Liar!
A small voice in the back of my mind whispers, He could have chosen you! Be quiet, I tell it.
"I do hope you will be happy." And that is true. I love him, and his happiness matters to me.
"You too, Ucchan. I know you'll find someone worthy of your love. Just be patient." And with that,
he turns and walks out the door, and out of my heart. And as he is vanishes into the distance, I can feel my
heart begin to heal. It will take a long time, and it will be painful, but I will mend. And one day...maybe I'll
even find a new love.
~Finis~
Notes: I really enjoyed writing this fic. The idea came to me in Algebra one day. I just started writing, not
thinking too much about it, just letting the words flow onto the paper (that's how I write best). This is what
I came up with. I'm working on one with Ryoga, but don't expect it just yet. I write all my stories out
longhand, and then type them, and I haven't quite finished writing out the Ryoga one. Anyway, thanks for
reading. Bye!