Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara.

Nagihiko's P.O.V.

"I'm home!" I yell as I fling off my brown coat.

"Oh, good." My mother's voice floats down the hallway. "Nagihiko, could you meet me with your new dance costume in ten minutes? I'll be in the studio."

"Coming!"

I quickly change into my costume and pause to make sure that nothing is amiss.

"Nagi, your hairpiece is crooked. Again." Temari frowns, and beside her, Rhythm laughs.

"Thanks, Temari."

I meet mother in the studio, and see Rima-chan wearing a kimono tapping her foot impatiently.

"Eh? Rima-chan? What are you doing here? Are you waiting for someone?"

Rima-chan makes a sound halfway between a sigh and a groan. Then she smiled sweetly and said "Oh, no, Na-de-shi-ko, I wasn't waiting for anyone!"

Mother laughs. "Nagihiko, I was going to introduce you to Mashiro Rima, but it seems as if no introductions are needed. Rima-chan will be your new pupil; in dance, we have to learn to teach dance as well as dance to be able to dance well."

Surprised, I turned to Rima-chan and said, "And you agreed to this?"

She shrugged. "A comedian has to learn to expand his or her knowledge to further convince the audience. I merely wanted to expand my own knowledge and I thought it would be a good idea to start here after your mother called me."

I sweat-dropped, as did Rhythm and Temari.

"Anyway," mother clapped her hands together. "Let's get started!"

(2 hours later)

"Nadeshiko, how do you keep this up every day?" Rima-chan sank to the floor.

I noted with annoyance that she was still calling me Nadeshiko.

"Rima-chan, will you please stop that? You know full well that I'm Nagihiko."

"Oh, are you? I never noticed. You must be really good at cross-dressing." Again with that fake sweet smile of hers. "And you didn't answer my question yet."

"Again with the cross-dressing? Everyone knows about it now."

"So that's why you keep doing it?"

"No! Arrgh! You know, Rima-chan, arguing with you is pointless."

"That's why it's so fun!" That smile again.

"Rima-chan…"

"Okay, you two, back on your feet! There's more practice to be done!" My mother butted in as she passed the doorway, bringing the laundry with her.

"Yes, mother."

"More?"

"Oh, Rima-chan, didn't you know? Here at the Fujisaki house, we don't practice until we get it right; we practice until we don't get it wrong."

"You still didn't answer my question," she grumbled, before she begrudgingly got back up.

"Nagi?" I heard Temari's voice ask me while lying on my futon. "Don't you think you were a little too hard on her?"

"Mmm, maybe. But she's a strong girl. She'll be fine."

"Nagihiko? Who are you talking to?" Auntie's head popped up from behind the doorway.

"No one, Auntie, just myself."

"Ah. Okay. Good night, Nagihiko."

"'Night."

(The next day)

Rima's P.O.V.

Ahhh, my legs! My arms! Everywhere was sore on my body because of that stupid, stupid Nagihiko! Oh, wait. Oops, Nadeshiko.

Kusu-kusu's voice roused me from my thoughts.

"Rima? You're gonna be late for school!"

I glanced at the clock on my table. "Kusu-kusu, it's 5:00 am!" Oh, yeah, what was I doing awake so early in the morning?

My chara just giggled. "Rima, don't you remember Nagi's advice? Run 5 laps around our school for endurance!"

I groaned. I hated to do anything that had to do with exercise. Why, Nadeshiko? Why?