** Okaaayyy, so. Duncan-superfan actually helped me with this one, again. **

"It was so nice of anda to have me over," I berkata as I handed Kasumi dishes and china cups.
"No problem, Sofie." Soun smiled. I stood up to take my leave when I looked at Ryoga, who was twiddling with his fingers and sitting seterusnya to Akane. I cleared my throat loudly, but he only continued to stare at her. Akane noticed and precipitated a drop of sweat.
"Uh... Ryoga, your sister is trying to tell anda something..."
"O-oh. Yes, sister?" Ryoga asked. I scoffed,
"Time ta' go, bro." and picked up my coat. I heard the front door...

**FAN-FICTIONAL WARNING**

The following Friday seemed like a hari as any other. However, I walked to school smiling. I don't like school, and I never smiled, but last night made me think about something very important.
If I could only patch the quilt that is my and Ranma's friendship, his and Akane's would unravel.
Today, I felt as though that was a nasty thought, so I ignored it, even as I Akane and Ranma appeared when I turned the corner. I hid, poking my head about. Why am I this devious when it comes to him?

Akane had Ranma's kolar in her wicked grasp when she pulled Ranma closer. At first,...

**FAN-FICTIONAL WARNING!... Again... ¬¬** (Duncan-superfan helped me out with this one. :DD)

The breeze gently blew, and I stood still, facing the opposite direction in the quiet evening while the sun sank low in the sky behind the grassy courtyard near the Tendo Dojo. Suddenly two strong hands swung me into one arm, holding me tight. I looked up at Ranma's smiling face.
"Aren't-cha glad we're finally having a match? I mean, after all those times of anda watching me at your place, I'm almost sure anda should beat me!" he joked. I sensed that his giant ego had taken a break to compliment me on...

**FANFICTION CHARACTER/COUPLE WARNING! Not so much a couple, but just kinda made-up stuff about Ranma 1/2 that never happened, but make sense... I think. Oh-- and there's 'prolly some mistakes. X3**

When I awoke, the house was empty. It has, is, and always will be a regular thing. Preparing and eating breakfast sejak myself. I've known silence like a mother knows her child, but I hate it like a ular tedung, cobra hate a mongoose. Then I got a phone-call.
"Moshi moshi. Hibiki residence, Sofia speaking. How may I help anda this morning?" I yawned with the phone to my ear. Surprisingly enough, there was no answer....