Okay guys, this is my VERY unworthy apology (for now).

I have no reasonable and truthful excuse for my, well, ~laziness~ regarding this story. I mean, I went through a whole week without school (spring break), and typing a "grand" total that is actually less than 500 words.

I don't even have writers block! *bangs head against the wall*

Every time I sat down and opened up "word", I would just end up closing the window again, and reading. I DON'T KNOW WHAT"S WRONG WITH MEEEEEEE!

Then, I felt reaaaaaally bad inside over my unfavorable work-ethic at the moment, when I received my very first--

--Desperation review.

But despite my sad, sad state of blankness (and floaty Ranma manga images), I PROMISE TO UPDATE BY THE END OF THE MONTH. I won't even let the cursed Catholic collage prep high school papers get in the way. *shakes head madly* NO way.

And it should be an exciting chappie . . . Ryuuji is heeeeere!

Kuja: And glamorous . . .

Oli: And gay . . .

Kuja: And PRETTY! *glomps Otogi plushie*

giggle: *sweatdrop* . . . . . . . . . . As a sort of compensation, I'll be truthfully accepting any suggestions storywise that you may hold. That means, if you want a pool party with the most glamorous bishies in anime, I'll consider it. If you want Tea to kick the crap out of some mindless goons, I'll consider it. Hell, if someone wants a Rinnie/Rei fic . . .

. . . weeeeell, maybe not ~that~ . . .

But talk to me! *beckons* I'll write faster!

*goes back to listening to the Ranma 1/2 opening theme and mouthing things she doesn't understand* ^^