Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own Ranma ½.

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Secret Admirer

Chapter 2- Spring Cleaning

A barrage of objects could be seen flying through the door. A few dozen boxes, a couple of broken lamps, some mutilated kendo sticks, one or two hundred pairs of boxer shorts and several half-used bottles of soft-hold hair gel now lay on the floor outside. Tatewaki Kuno was cleaning out his walk-in closet- not a pleasurable experience, especially not for anyone stupid enough to get caught in the path of an airborne projectile.

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Tatewaki refused to let anyone touch his personal things, and so, spoiled rich brat that he was, he insisted on cleaning his own room. This was a decidedly amusing spectacle for anyone with the privilege of watching from a safe distance.

Out from under the rubble, he pulled out a wooden box the size of a hamster cage. "Ah!" he rubbed his hands together in anticipation.

Sadly…

"It won't open!"

And so our handsome hero, in his self-proclaimed resourcefulness, proceeded to thwack the box with his deadly and most feared bamboo ken in an attempt to break it open.

Even more sadly…

"Hah! My genius and iron will have yet again triumphed over the forces which toil in their evil ways to keep me from you…" From out of the pile of splinters and sawdust, he gingerly plucked the picture of a girl with short, dark bluish hair. "Tendo Akane, my love!" He then found another of a small redhead. "Osage no Onna, my other love!"

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"So beautiful…" The boy sat back to admire his handiwork. Every inch of his four bedroom walls was covered in Akane and Osage-chan photographs, except for a tiny space in the topmost corner. Just enough for one more picture. Tatewaki sifted through the sawdust and found what he was looking for- Polaroid number 759, labeled on the back… except he only remembered having exactly 758 pictures of Akane and Osage-chan: 299 of each individually and 160 of them together.

"Strange…" he turned the photograph over and drew in a sharp breath as his gaze was met by one with an all too familiar gleam of mischief.

"Tendo Nabiki…"

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