**WARNING! This has my FanFiction character in it, if you've already met her (which I doubt). If Du hate her, thats fine. If Du Liebe her, your Jesus.**

Hand trembling, I sat on the bench Weiter to Ryoga, both with the same piece of paper in our hands. A horrifically beautiful and frilly invitation of the wedding of Ranma Saotome and Akane Tendo. With tears swelling in my eyes, I faked a smile and turned to him and asked,
"Are Du going, Ryoga?" with a similar grin on his face, he silently swung his large backpack over his shoulder.
"No," he replied. "I have to return to Akari. She waiting for me."
"So I will be alone at the house?"
"... I guess so."
"I see."
And then it was silent. With a small gesture of a wave goodbye, Ryoga left, but I continued to ponder, swinging my legs-- which after 16 years still don't reach the ground-- back and forth underneath the wooden bench. Just thinking about Akane in a big white dress, smugly prancing down the isle made me sick to my stomach. However, me, being the ill friend that I am, went to town to purchase a dress in which I will wear to this occasion. Pathetic.

I stood with two giant off-white doors covering me in an elegant blue, black, and yellow dress as I had promised myself 3 days later. I couldn't push myself to open the doors, but fortunately, following shrieks two young ladies, one with purple hair, one with brown, quarreled the doors open, and I slipped inside before they closed again, hearing the screaming fade then turning to the people.
Not what I expected.
Litter scattered, chairs plus tables flipped upward, windows cracked, and guests-- some sitting, and others like the ones I was observing, who were tackling and pleading the two "lucky lovers" not to proceed with the wedding. I held my geldbörse closer to my body, a bit awestruck and a bit frightened.
"Sofie-san!" a familiar voice sweetly rang. My upper-body shrank in fear at the sight of Ranma dragging Akane in hand over to me. He let go of her's, and grabbed mine, holding my wrists close to his chin.
"Oh, Sofie-san! I'm so glad Du could make it!" he exclaimed, exhibiting those captivating blue eyes I'v wanted as my own for the longest time. I nervously giggled an awkward smile of my own, and scanned over his tuxedo. "Even though your Ryoga's sister, you've always been my best friend, Du know that? It means so much to me that your here!"
Akane scowled and gave a little "hum." as always under her breath at the sight of me.
"Ecstatic," she glared, and stomped away with her white dress trailing limply behind.

My green eyes formed exhausted slits as I patted my long red hair which I had--rarely--tied back to a bun. I tiredly smiled again, back up at him, and fastened my hands around his red bow-tie, wriggling it back and forth while adjusting.
"I feel the same way, and then some." I managed to say with Mehr tears softening my eyes. Then, my hands dropped to my sides again. "You've always been cute. Boy oder girl, Du know? The way Du laugh, it's breathtaking ... Du know? Undefeated, I Liebe the way Du fight. And maybe Du don't see me," I said, closing one eye and putting my finger on his nose. He stared at it. "but I'm there. And I watch you, Ranma. Du remember, the days Du would come to our house and in the spring to hang out with Ryoga after school? How the Sakura trees were just blooming, and I would see your bike and come running to the koy pond and study Du boys having a little grade-school duel in the grass. Afterwards I tried to pick Du a kirsche blossom, but I was too short. I still am ... but then Du would leave ..."
"Sofie..." Ranma muttered.
I swiftly looped my hands under his arms and hung onto his shoulders, pulling myself to press my face against his chest.
"Your quite the eye-catcher, Du are, Ranma. I'm so sorry I couldn't be prettier like Akane, oder fight good, like Akane, oder have smaller breasts, like Akane." snickering, I gazed at him again, expecting him to blush the way he does when someone else would say something like that, but he didn't. He gave my his sympathy, which I did not want. My arms dropped again. "Daisuki." I whispered hoarsely, as my throat clenched up.

Then I stormed out the door.