I do not own Ranma 1/2 or its characters. I have nothing but the utmost respect and admiration toward Ranma's creator, Ms. Rumiko Takahashi. Please don't sue me.

"Baka! Baka! Baka," Akane shouted before slamming her bedroom door, startling a sleeping P-chan. "Sorry, P-chan. Ranma just makes me so mad sometimes!" She punched her fist into the wall, causing a picture to come crashing down. Akane sat herself on her futon, picking up P-chan and placing him in her lap.

"You know, sometimes I think, maybe I want to marry Ranma someday and that someday he will want to be with me…"

P-chan's tiny body tensed.

"But, just when I think we might be getting closer, something, or someone, always gets in the way. There we were, alone, watching the sunset, and I was just about to tell him how much I like being with him, and who comes along but Shampoo, on her bike, shamelessly declaring her love for Ranma. Then, as if that wasn't bad enough, Ukyo shows up with another heart-shaped okonomiyaki made just for Ranma. The worst part is, he doesn't seem to mind. Why would he? Shampoo's an exotic Amazon warrior, and Ukyo's pretty, agreeable, and an excellent cook. And I refuse to go around shouting, 'I love Ranma! He's mine!' everywhere I go. I mean, I'm not even sure how I really feel, and also, we live together."

Akane petted P-chan, sighing.

"Not that Ranma's interested in me. He's always calling me an uncute, unsexy tomboy, who can't cook…but I guess he's right."

P-chan let out a squeal and put his front hooves up on Akane's chest, so he could look up at her.

"Are you trying to cheer me up, baby?" She smiled and held the pig close to her heart and kissed the top of his head. "My sweet little P-chan, if only you were a human! You could be my boyfriend," she chuckled.

P-chan's little piggy heart was racing. He couldn't help but melt when Akane poured her heart out to him.

'Just maybe…' he thought. 'No! No! Asking Akane to be my girlfriend? I can't! Not yet!'

His thoughts were interrupted by Akane stretching, and eventually laying down. The girl was too exhausted to change into her pajamas. She grabbed the pig and pulled him next to her, snuggling him against her chest.

"Goodnight, P-chan," she whispered.