So I have to write something again, otherwise I'll rust. I'm just a little bit down because so many good writers have gone and tried to cheer me up. This is supposed to be weird, but in some places it has become more tragic, I think. I hope you like it anyway and you could laugh a little.

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"My dear friends, if you read this letter you will probably already know what happened: Yes, I have left you! I know that it must all be in great pain, but my decision is made. I do not want to be without my beloved flower. Her smiling eyes, her beautiful delicate hair. She was truly a goddess. But now it's gone, forever. And without her I don't want to be anymore. Don't be sad and console yourself with the fact that at least my name will never pass.

Tatewaki Kuno
Former Blue Thunder of Furinkan High School

P.S .: Don't be sad Akane Tendo. I love you as much as she does, but either you two or neither of you. "-----
Tatewaki "Blue Thunder of Furinkan High School" Kuno
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The angel with the red braid
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With a deep sigh, he scanned the letter again. Had he thought of everyone? His fingers slid again over the text he had written. Finally, he nodded satisfied. “Short and concise as it is worthy of me.” Then he slowly stood up and opened the door of the spacious property. He looked back briefly and then resolutely continued on his way. For a long time he just walked through the city without knowing where to go. His thoughts were all on that fateful day when he learned the cruel truth. It had been a rainy day and he was standing at the entrance of the school as usual to wait for his rival. Ranma Saotome! Oh he cursed that name, what hadn’t this coward done to him. On that one day he had outdone himself and put a dagger in the middle of his heart Kuno. In retrospect, Kuno was sure that Ranma Saotome had been particularly happy that day.Probably this devil was even happy about what he had done. He saw before his inner eyes how he pounced on Saotome to teach him another lesson. It was just a short fight. Saotome had used one of his unfair tricks so that he could defeat him. It has always been like that. Each time he won one of his pathetic tricks. He wasn't ashamed of even using poor Akane Tendo. Kuno's face twisted into an angry grimace when he thought about what had happened after the fight. It was lying on the ground, in every bone it sprayed the cold of the rain. Slowly he raised his head and looked at Ranma Saotome and the lovely Akane Tendo.
“One day Saotome my love will give me the strength and defeat you.” He turns his gaze to Akane. Even if his face didn't show it, he knew how much her heart had to bleed. "Akane Tendo! Hold on, I'll save you. And the girl with the red braid too." Akane rolled her eyes, but Kuno knew that she wanted to tell him how much she longed for this day.This Saotome put her under so much pressure that she couldn't even talk to him openly. "Kuno forget the girl with the red braid." That was the beginning of Kuno's suffering. He had replied to Saotome angry and proud at the time. “What do you mean miserable?” And Ranma just grinned and leaned forward. "She's not there anymore. I'm rid of her, definitely." As he uttered the last word, he hugged Akane with devilish joy. "Yes, never again fear of cold water. I am finally a real man!" Kuno was sure that Ranma had finally lost her mind at that time. He danced cheerfully through the rain and sang out loud that he was a real man. Every now and then he would ask Akane to shower him with cold water. Kuno couldn't believe it back then. The day passed, then the week, then the month and he had never seen her again. Then he knew. Ranma Saotome had murdered his angel with the braid.
The only thing he could do was seek an honorable death.He just didn't know how yet.

Kuno sat on a small bench on the bank of the river, his face contorted with pain. He carefully tried to touch his left foot. A loud cry of pain was the result. “In this cursed city there is no single sensible way to kill yourself.” He made his displeasure known aloud. The looks of passers-by bothered him less. “Now I've walked all over town and all I got are blisters.” For a moment he wondered whether a person could die of blisters on their feet, but dismissed the thought again when he thought that it wasn't a particularly worthy death for the blue thunder. But then how was he supposed to kill himself. There had to be something. Thoughtfully, he let his gaze wander over the street. "Exactly! That's it! The street!" Enthusiastic Kuno jumped up from the bench only to fall back on it with a loud scream. "Oh yes.The bubbles. "He sighed.
But who would he be if he let a few blisters stop him from suicide?
Slowly and on tiptoe, he made a second attempt. And made it onto the street. “So the blue thunder of the Furikan High School is ready.” Satisfied with himself and the world, he sat down on the street and closed his eyes. A car crash. Simple but ingenious. So many cars and trucks drove here that someone would catch him. The driver would no longer be able to brake and he was dead. "Sorry, please. Do you have a fire?" Surprised, Kuno opened his eyes and saw a group of people standing around him. "Um, how?" The man who had spoken to him - Kuno estimated him to be around 20 - points to a cigarette in his hand. “Well, do you have a fire?” Kuno shakes his head. “No, I'm sorry.” The man let out a sigh and sat down next to Kuno. "Would have been too nice. Well there are enough other people coming." "Enough other people?" repeated Kuno."Yes of course you think we are the only ones demonstrating here?" Some of the people started to hang up a banner. "The World Trade Organization is Japan's grave!" leave Kuno in shock. The man next to him pats him on the shoulder. "Yes, it will be a huge demo. There are people everywhere on the streets. The protests are already starting in Tokyo. The police have diverted all the traffic." Kuno can feel how he slowly lost his balance and threatened to pass out. Out of the corner of his eye he saw about fifty other people with banners and posters running towards the place where he was sitting.

“No matter what it costs…. Ahhaaa… .. I'll…. Ouch…. Kill myself.” Panting and with suppressed sounds of pain, Kuno climbed the path. The stony ground wasn't particularly good for his feet either. But at last he stood on the cliff puffing and panting. "Maybe I should have turned on the news. Then I would have heard of this demonstration.But how to be. In a few minutes I'll have forgotten about death and all that trouble. "Nothing could go wrong here. That was downright theatrical. He would throw himself down the cliff and his body would be smashed against the rocks. He closed his eyes and spread his arms." My angel, I come to you. "Slowly he took a step forward. In his mind's eye he saw her beautiful smiling face and felt her warm breath. Such a tender love and this Saotome had destroyed her as if she didn't mean anything. He took another step straight into nothing." The wind played around his face during the far too short fall and then ... it landed him water. Instinctively he opened his eyes and swam to the surface. The tide has flooded the stupid rocks! "A desperate scream escaped Kuno's throat as he swam towards the beach. He would have liked to just go underground and not get up, but it wasn't an appropriate death to drown just like that.Most of all, his corpse would be terribly disfigured if it were ever found. "Well then. Then I'll just wait until the tide is out again." With a challenging look, he stared at the sea and sat down on the sand. After a few minutes he fell asleep.

“Pervert!” Kuno slowly opened one eye and looked directly into the face of a brown-haired girl who was standing in front of him, only wearing a towel. Slowly his brain started working again and registered what his eyes were seeing. Startled, Kuno jumped up and found himself surrounded by a large number of women. Kuno felt how their eyes literally tore him apart, even if he couldn't explain why they were so angry. Eventually he regained his dignity. He stands up proudly. "Dear ladies, I introduce myself: Tatewaki Kuno the blue ..." He didn't get any further because a whole flood of objects pelted at him. "What's the matter? What's that supposed to mean?"He couldn't explain why the women were so freaked out. Well maybe they were jealous of Akane Tendo and the girl with the braid. Yes that was the only logical explanation. So he raised his voice and began," Ladies so sorry it does me too. I'm already taken. I understand that you are sad that Tatewaki Kuno will never love you. But you must be strong now. "There was silence for a few minutes. Kuno praised himself. His words hadn't missed their effect. It really hurt his soul to move the poor girls, but his heart was already taken." That is ... "a woman finally managed . Then they pounced on him. Kuno was surprised how hard some of them could strike. Graciously, a cloud of blown dust robbed him of his view so that he didn't like what they beat him up with. An umbrella stand was most likely there too. Gasping he tried to free himself from the tangle of bodies but only managed to get his head out of the cloud.His eyes widened. “No, that can't be!” With trembling pupils, he saw a large sign in front of his eyes: “Women FFK beach - no entry for men.” Now he realized why women had called him a pervert. He couldn't do anything with that at the moment. Kuno felt two hands reaching around his neck. And then he was pulled back into the cloud.

With a smile on his face, Nabiki knocked on the door of Kuno's training room. Satisfied, she waved the camera back and forth in her hand. "So Kodachi pays almost better than Kuno. I should have had the idea of ​​selling Ranma's pictures to her much earlier." And she could sell Kuno a few more pictures of Akane. It was just a