Introduction:

First of all hello! I've been looking at this page for 1 ½ years and reading through the FF & # 8217; s. And now I thought to myself: write your own. I would be happy if you write me a few Komis so that I know if I should continue! The FF loves almost finished with me at the table.

the second Life

Akane tossed about nervously in her bed. Bathed in sweat, she felt that something was wrong. What was that strange noise out there?
& # 8222; Guuuh-ter Mooond, you go soho sti-illeg ... Hick! & # 8220;
Yawning, she switched on the bedside lamp and looked at the small travel alarm clock. What? - Not until one o'clock?
The girl heard this song again, which penetrated through the closed window: & # 8222; ... through the evening weddings, hi-in, you are so calm and I feel that I am full of grief ... & # 8220;
For a moment there was silence, only the wind whistled around the house.Akane sank back into her pillow, relieved.
& # 8222; Finally peace ... & # 8220; she whispered and closed her eyes. There was a loud clink, and someone ran through the shards of a broken bottle with a crunch.
& # 8222; Sh ... uh, nice alcohol ... & # 8220;
The drunk down there refused to rest.
& # 8222; Good moon, you go sooo sti-illeg ...! & # 8220; he started all over again. Angry, Akane jumped out of bed, ran to the window and tore it open.
& # 8222; You should take an example from your moon, you nuisance! It is one o'clock in the morning! Shut up and get out of here! & # 8220;
Akane closed the window so that it rattled and fell into an armchair. Such an idiot! She was glad that she had finally fallen asleep, and now this. Tomorrow morning she would look completely sleepy again, as so often lately.
Akane pulled the red Nicki dressing gown she had put on in the rush tighter around her shoulders; she was cold.In front of her room she heard someone running down the hall: Mr. Saotome. Since Ranma was in the hospital, he slept more than restlessly and wandered aimlessly through the house every night.
Akane got up, went to her bedside table, and took a framed photograph in her hands. She showed her fiancé Ranma as he was kissing her on the cheek.
A lonely tear ran slowly down her cheek which she hastily wiped away with her sleeve. Sadly, she put the photo back in its place.
& # 8222; Good moon, you walk so quietly through the evening clouds. Are you calm and I feel that I am full of sorrow ... & # 8220; now this drunk had infected her with his melody! Akane knew each other; the next morning she would never get this song out of her head. Well, at least the intoxicated nocturnal singer was gone; her cursing had probably driven him away.Tired, Akane decided to go to bed, after all it was almost two in the morning.
Carelessly she let her dressing gown slide down and went to sleep.
Minutes passed. As always when she woke up at night, sleep fled afterwards, even when she was dead tired. Only in the gloomy hours between night and dawn did she catch up on what she had missed, plagued by nightmares.
Akane thought that for once she didn't have to go to school the next morning. The teachers and the principal had released her so that she could be with Ranma at the hospital in time for the morning rounds. On Friday the chief physician, Doctor Yoko-San, came personally to the intensive care unit of the Momokuri Clinic, and Akane didn’t want to miss this important appointment.
As so often in the past few nights, the girl read in her bed and stared at the ceiling. Akane closed his burning eyes.Again she remembered that evening a year ago when her misfortune began ...

So, that's it for now. I would be happy about a couple of Komis! Thanks! See you soon! ~ AChan ~