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Dierck:

I can't believe it. My baby sister is getting married today. It seems like only yesterday that she was being an annoying brat and always getting in my way.

When did she grow up? Was it when I was so busy training? Was is when I was winning the gold medal for Japan? I don't know.

I'm sitting here now, staring at the man she's going to marry. He looks so happy, yet I can see the terror lurking in his eyes. I don't blame him. I'd be terrified too if I was marrying Olya.

She's a handful.

I think some of my sadness is showing on my face because Christel just reached over and gripped my hand. Christel is so sweet. When I hooked up with her after the Olympics I didn't think we'd still be together. Sure she was cute, but she was the first girl I was with. I was always too busy training to worry about having a girl.

I wonder if I'll be the one standing in Hiroki's spot in few years, waiting for Christel to walk down the aisle. I hope so.

That won't be anytime soon though, she's still working for FNN in the USA and I'm still working with my team here in Japan. We're preparing for the next Olympics, which is in a year. I have faith that we'll win again; my teammates are wonderful people and strong players.

Oh, the music's starting. I stand up and turn to face the doors. My heart is almost bursting with pride. That lovely vision in white is my baby sister. My other baby sister, Giselle, designed her dress. She may be only eighteen, but she's a genius with clothes.

My father and uncle look so proud. Both of them are escorting her. I'm not quite sure why that happened. I'm guessing it's because Olya loves them both so much and Uncle Hikaru has always been as much of a father to us as Dad.

Is that a tear leaking out of my eye? That's impossible, I don't cry. The last time I cried I was seven years old and I had broken my leg falling out of a tree. I was so afraid I wouldn't be able to ever play soccer because of that.

As my father and uncle hand Olya off to Hiroki I feel Christel slip an arm around me. She's so sweet. I was so lucky to find her.

The rest of the ceremony passes in a blur for me. I hope my ceremony doesn't pass like that, I want to remember every moment of it, especially if I'm sharing it with Christel.

Author's Note: So, I'm practicing first person here. I thought this was rather fitting after the chapter on Direck and Olya as children. I hope you enjoy this.

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