Nihao!
Crap, I now have no more excuses not to give you people updates because my
SATs are OVER!!!!!! JOY TO THE WORLD!!!!
But before I go get drunk and celebrate my victory over the tyranny of the
Bureau of Education, I must write!
Kat14: Oh come on painkillers? Look Ranma took the shit the first time at a point in his life when he needed something to relieve the pain, and quite frankly codeine doesn't cut it in some cases. And he didn't just DECIDE to shoot up! He thought the love of his life had just given him the heave-ho forever, and he wanted to end it, but he didn't have the guts to do it in his right mind. OK fine I admit he would have turned into a girl when the water got cold but it would have taken too long to explain to the paramedics and besides its my fic so leave me alone. I LOVE YOU :-P
Ryu Xander Himura: Angels wear stilettos cuz I said so!! LOL and YES! Male angels DO wear stilettos! Heaven is just FULL of these Drag Queen angels all wearing Prada! Hahahahahahaha!!
Billy's Evil Queen: Thank you so much! You have no clue what that means to me! And btw, what Billy are you talking about?
Wired Akane: Thanks for the tip! I'll definitely check up on that.
Doctor Emmit Brown: Before Nabiki's arrival, Akane feels lost and alone. She has no idea what is happening, and hoping for any sign that she is even still connected to the real world. With Nabiki comes something to hold on to, and something to keep her feet firmly on the ground.
Other glorious reviewers: Jessica, the One Above All, Lil DJ Bunnie, Phantom Crossing, Satans Little Angel, superpie16, Karen McCoy, duct tape, tasuke*no*miko, etc. THANK YOU!!!
And an extra special shout out to my old friend Ben Nakamura for the loan of his last name!
Story time! Gather round children!!
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Ranma was lost.
He looked around him, but all he could see before him was thick, swirling mist, but it was not so thick he could not breath. He started to run, but then stopped. What point was there in running when there was nowhere to go? He looked down at himself, and started. He was wearing no shirt, and his black pants were soaking wet. But not with water. He brushed his hand over his pant leg and looked at his palm. It was covered in blood. Ranma gave a cry of dismay. He suddenly remembered what he had done, the stupid thing he had done. He remembered the heroine, that disgusting, vile, evil toxin that had been so tempting six years ago, and he had obeyed the call once again the night before. He remembered the razor, the dripping sound that had annoyed him, the water the never-ending red water, his memories, his mother... his Akane. His call to Akane.
"Oh God! What have I done??"
Ranma ran blindly through the haze of mist, not caring what or who he ran into, just as long as he could have some clue as to what had happened. Then he stopped short. He heard a voice, a firm voice, a demanding voice. A voice full of pain...
"Come on Ranma open your eyes! I hate this dream! It's too real... Ranma come on make this a dream! If it is a dream you'll wake up!"
"AKANE!" Ranma spun around in place trying to determine where the voice was coming from. But all he succeeded in doing was making himself dizzy. "Akane where are you? I'm trying to wake up! Someone wake me up! Please someone help me! WHERE THE HELL AM I??"
Ranma stood still. *I'm dead* He thought to himself. *I must be. But where is that voice coming from? Is this hell? Will I forever hear her voice and not be able to find her? Is this my punishment for taking my own life? *
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Akane silently took the pills offered her by Dr Nakamura. She felt numb. Ranma with heroine?
"I'm sorry you had a shock Akane, but we had to know."
Akane nodded. Then she spoke, the words catching in her throat, as though they did not really want to come out. But Akane knew they had to be spoken.
"How is Ranma? Is he going to live or not? You may not know this doctor, but Ranma is my fiancé. I love him with every ounce of my being, and I have to know if he is going to live. Because if he doesn't... then ..."
Akane trailed off not knowing what else to say. She waited. Dr Nakamura sighed.
"It was very difficult Akane. By the time you got to the apartment, Ranma had lost a great deal of blood. The fact that he had an obscenely large dosage of heroine in his remaining blood created a much bigger problem. He had nearly 35 millimeters in him Akane. Quite frankly, it's amazing that he's still alive at all." She shifted uncomfortably and continued. "But as you told us, he is physically very strong, and does seem to be very healthy. Therefore he has a much better chance of pulling through than someone of lesser strength and health." Dr Nakamura shifted again. She really didn't want to say what she had to say. Sometimes she really hated this job.
"So we've given him transfusions, managed to flush out most of the heroine from his bloodstream, and really, we've done all we can. The rest is up to Ranma. See the thing is, when someone has an accident, say, and they're injured, they have an incentive, a reason, to fight their injuries and regain health. It's just as much psychological as it is medical. But when someone commits suicide, they feel they have no reason to fight for their lives, so they give up... and ..."
"They die? Is that what you're trying to say? They leg go and they just die?"
"What I'm trying to tell you is, combining the blood loss, the heroine, and the fact that Ranma tried to commit suicide, his chances are not very good."
Dr Nakamura took a deep breath. "Ranma is presently in a state of comatose. If he doesn't wake up within about 24 hours, the chances of him waking up at all are pretty slim, if nothing. I'm so sorry."
And she was. At that moment, Dr Nakamura would have given any amount of riches to erase the look of agony that swept across Akane Tendo's face at these words.
Akane stood. "Thank you doctor, for being straight with me. I'd like to go find my sister now, if you don't mind." With that she swept out of Dr Nakamura's office and into the hall. She walked with the air of one who has been broken, drained. She didn't cry. There was no spirit left in her to make her cry.
She didn't want to see Ranma. She didn't want to look into his blank, pale face and silently ask him why.
As Akane Tendo walked down the hallway of the hospital, she came to a decision. It wasn't actually a decision, more of a realization, an epiphany. Not processed like a thought, or sensed like an emotion, but it was there, and deep in her subconscious, she felt it, and acknowledged it.
Akane knew that if Ranma let go, then she would go with him.
-R&R-
*~*Dark Eyed Mermaid*~*
Kat14: Oh come on painkillers? Look Ranma took the shit the first time at a point in his life when he needed something to relieve the pain, and quite frankly codeine doesn't cut it in some cases. And he didn't just DECIDE to shoot up! He thought the love of his life had just given him the heave-ho forever, and he wanted to end it, but he didn't have the guts to do it in his right mind. OK fine I admit he would have turned into a girl when the water got cold but it would have taken too long to explain to the paramedics and besides its my fic so leave me alone. I LOVE YOU :-P
Ryu Xander Himura: Angels wear stilettos cuz I said so!! LOL and YES! Male angels DO wear stilettos! Heaven is just FULL of these Drag Queen angels all wearing Prada! Hahahahahahaha!!
Billy's Evil Queen: Thank you so much! You have no clue what that means to me! And btw, what Billy are you talking about?
Wired Akane: Thanks for the tip! I'll definitely check up on that.
Doctor Emmit Brown: Before Nabiki's arrival, Akane feels lost and alone. She has no idea what is happening, and hoping for any sign that she is even still connected to the real world. With Nabiki comes something to hold on to, and something to keep her feet firmly on the ground.
Other glorious reviewers: Jessica, the One Above All, Lil DJ Bunnie, Phantom Crossing, Satans Little Angel, superpie16, Karen McCoy, duct tape, tasuke*no*miko, etc. THANK YOU!!!
And an extra special shout out to my old friend Ben Nakamura for the loan of his last name!
Story time! Gather round children!!
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ranma was lost.
He looked around him, but all he could see before him was thick, swirling mist, but it was not so thick he could not breath. He started to run, but then stopped. What point was there in running when there was nowhere to go? He looked down at himself, and started. He was wearing no shirt, and his black pants were soaking wet. But not with water. He brushed his hand over his pant leg and looked at his palm. It was covered in blood. Ranma gave a cry of dismay. He suddenly remembered what he had done, the stupid thing he had done. He remembered the heroine, that disgusting, vile, evil toxin that had been so tempting six years ago, and he had obeyed the call once again the night before. He remembered the razor, the dripping sound that had annoyed him, the water the never-ending red water, his memories, his mother... his Akane. His call to Akane.
"Oh God! What have I done??"
Ranma ran blindly through the haze of mist, not caring what or who he ran into, just as long as he could have some clue as to what had happened. Then he stopped short. He heard a voice, a firm voice, a demanding voice. A voice full of pain...
"Come on Ranma open your eyes! I hate this dream! It's too real... Ranma come on make this a dream! If it is a dream you'll wake up!"
"AKANE!" Ranma spun around in place trying to determine where the voice was coming from. But all he succeeded in doing was making himself dizzy. "Akane where are you? I'm trying to wake up! Someone wake me up! Please someone help me! WHERE THE HELL AM I??"
Ranma stood still. *I'm dead* He thought to himself. *I must be. But where is that voice coming from? Is this hell? Will I forever hear her voice and not be able to find her? Is this my punishment for taking my own life? *
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Akane silently took the pills offered her by Dr Nakamura. She felt numb. Ranma with heroine?
"I'm sorry you had a shock Akane, but we had to know."
Akane nodded. Then she spoke, the words catching in her throat, as though they did not really want to come out. But Akane knew they had to be spoken.
"How is Ranma? Is he going to live or not? You may not know this doctor, but Ranma is my fiancé. I love him with every ounce of my being, and I have to know if he is going to live. Because if he doesn't... then ..."
Akane trailed off not knowing what else to say. She waited. Dr Nakamura sighed.
"It was very difficult Akane. By the time you got to the apartment, Ranma had lost a great deal of blood. The fact that he had an obscenely large dosage of heroine in his remaining blood created a much bigger problem. He had nearly 35 millimeters in him Akane. Quite frankly, it's amazing that he's still alive at all." She shifted uncomfortably and continued. "But as you told us, he is physically very strong, and does seem to be very healthy. Therefore he has a much better chance of pulling through than someone of lesser strength and health." Dr Nakamura shifted again. She really didn't want to say what she had to say. Sometimes she really hated this job.
"So we've given him transfusions, managed to flush out most of the heroine from his bloodstream, and really, we've done all we can. The rest is up to Ranma. See the thing is, when someone has an accident, say, and they're injured, they have an incentive, a reason, to fight their injuries and regain health. It's just as much psychological as it is medical. But when someone commits suicide, they feel they have no reason to fight for their lives, so they give up... and ..."
"They die? Is that what you're trying to say? They leg go and they just die?"
"What I'm trying to tell you is, combining the blood loss, the heroine, and the fact that Ranma tried to commit suicide, his chances are not very good."
Dr Nakamura took a deep breath. "Ranma is presently in a state of comatose. If he doesn't wake up within about 24 hours, the chances of him waking up at all are pretty slim, if nothing. I'm so sorry."
And she was. At that moment, Dr Nakamura would have given any amount of riches to erase the look of agony that swept across Akane Tendo's face at these words.
Akane stood. "Thank you doctor, for being straight with me. I'd like to go find my sister now, if you don't mind." With that she swept out of Dr Nakamura's office and into the hall. She walked with the air of one who has been broken, drained. She didn't cry. There was no spirit left in her to make her cry.
She didn't want to see Ranma. She didn't want to look into his blank, pale face and silently ask him why.
As Akane Tendo walked down the hallway of the hospital, she came to a decision. It wasn't actually a decision, more of a realization, an epiphany. Not processed like a thought, or sensed like an emotion, but it was there, and deep in her subconscious, she felt it, and acknowledged it.
Akane knew that if Ranma let go, then she would go with him.
-R&R-
*~*Dark Eyed Mermaid*~*