Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara! or any of its characters.

A/N: I felt like doing a quick one shot…Rimahiko, as always…I'm thinking of writing an Amuto fic, but I don't think I could get over my hatred for Amu, so it probably won't happen. Anyway, enjoy my pointless one shot…

Ages: Nagi is 17, Rima is 16 and the rest is unimportant. They're all older than 16, anyhow.

Xx Give That Back xX

"C'mon, Rima," Amu sighed, rolling her eyes at the small, stubborn blonde.

Rima sat opposite Amu in the empty classroom, doing everything she could to avoid looking at the pink haired teen. She was hugging a small, blue book to her chest and blushing lightly. Amu's eyes were piercing her, and she didn't like it.

"What?" she mumbled. "Leave me alone."

"Do you like him or not?" Amu asked, staring at Rima with skeptical eyes.

Rima didn't reply and stood up, having had quite enough of Amu's interfering. So what if she had a crush on some guy? It wasn't any of her business!

Not that he was just 'some guy', though…

"Rima…" Amu started, trying to stop her from leaving.

The girl just walked off, out of the classroom, cursing Amu for being so curious. Why did she need to know her secrets? She'd probably end up telling her crush, and then Rima's life would be over.

Unfortunately, her crush already knew.

Nagihiko stood in the shadows outside of the classroom, watching the blonde closely. She looked slightly upset as she sank down onto the floor, opening the small book she was holding. His eyes lit up evilly as a plan formed in his mind.

"Dear diary," Rima muttered under her breath.

Dear diary,

Oh my god. Amu just won't leave me alone! She's going on and on about how I like this boy…I don't see how it's any of her business. She can be so annoying sometimes! Urgh, it just makes me want to…murder her! Even Yaya and Utau are starting to suspect something, and they all make fun of how I care this diary around with me all the time.

Mind you…Nagihiko is very cute. Sometimes, when I see him, I just want to jump on him and kiss him to death. Sigh…I hate him sometimes, though. Especially as he's so…oblivious. It gets on my nerves.

I don't really know. He definitely doesn't like me…I think. He wouldn't, would he? It'd be nice if he did…

Well, I'd better go; Amu will probably be coming to find me soon.

Sayonara!

Rima-chan.

"Rima-chan"

"Rima-chan!"

Her head snapped up and she immediately shut her book, blushing furiously as she hid it from view. Nagihiko grinned back at her, sitting down next to her and draping an arm across her shoulders. She threw him off, annoyed, but there was some delay in her reaction.

"What are you writing?" he asked, trying to pry the book out of her hands.

She hit him over the head with it, growling furiously. "Nothing."

He frowned slightly, his smirk not fading. "Oh yeah? So, if it's nothing, I can read it, then, right?"

Her face was pure sarcasm when she spoke. "Yeah."

"Okay," he said, dismissing her sarcasm entirely, ripping the book from her hands.

She squeaked in protest and launched herself onto him, her only objective being getting her diary back. She didn't even notice what she was doing until he was flat out laughing at her, slowly picking her up by the waist and setting her down again.

"That was enthusiastic," he chuckled. "You really didn't need to climb onto my lap, though."

She turned even redder than the name of her favourite band, Maroon 5, as she somehow managed to get her book back from him. She sighed in relief, standing up, until he attacked with tickles from behind.

"Nagihiko!" she yelled. "Get off!"

He grinned and once again stole the book from her. He wrapped an arm around her waist, trapping her arms as well, as he opened the book and started reading.

"Stop it!" Rima yelled. "Don't read that!"

He paid her no heed as he started reading aloud.

"Dear diary," he grinned. "Today I met this boy called Nagihiko. He's an evil, insolent brat that cross-dresses all the time. God, I hate him."

He chuckled as Rima squirmed, trying furiously to get loose from his strong embrace. He held the book away from her, much to her frustration. Couldn't he just leave her alone?

"Dear diary," he started again, finding another entry. "Fujisaki took his shirt off today during PE. I couldn't help but look."

He chuckled to himself before continuing.

"Dear diary. I can't believe it, but I think I have a crush on Fujisaki. I mean, I still hate him and everything, but he's kinda cute, and…sexy…"

Rima tried elbowing him in the stomach to stop him from reading more than that, because that was bad enough, and he hadn't even read her embarrassing confession. She couldn't actually move much in his arms; she'd never expected him to be this strong. The worst thing was, he was only holding onto her with one arm.

He put her diary on the floor so he could turn a couple of pages before he smirked wider than before. Rima knew he'd spotted some sort of confession.

"Dear diary," he said, trying to keep the laughter out of his voice. "Okay, I give up. Yeah, I do like Nagihi- I mean, Fujisaki. It's not my fault that every time I see him my legs threaten to give way and my heart starts beating at least twice as fast as normal!"

He flicked to the last page, the entry she'd just written, and looked at her before reading it out loud.

"Dear diary," he said for the fifth time. "Oh my God…blah blah blah…mind you, Nagihiko is very cute. Sometimes, when I see him, I just want to jump on him and kiss him to death. Sigh…I hate him sometimes, though. Especially as he's so…oblivious. It gets on my nerves. I don't really know. He definitely doesn't like me…I think. He wouldn't, would he? It'd be nice if he did…"

He put the book down, letting go of Rima, who was fuming. Tears were present in her eyes as she started to register that she had just indirectly told Nagihiko that she was head over heels in love with him. And, as she'd stated in her entry, there was no way he liked her back.

"Rima-chan," he said, calmly. "Why didn't you tell me?"

She stood up and started walking away from him, fists clenched, hoping that maybe, maybe…

"No reason," she whispered, her heart sinking into her stomach.

Yeah right, as if he'd like her back. The whole idea was laughable. He was too good for her, too popular, too…perfect. She was far from perfect, so she knew there was no way. No way…

"Rima-chan," he said again.

"What are you, a parrot?" she snapped, not bothering to turn around.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and attempted to shrug it off, but that hand then proceeded to pull her into the wall. Nagihiko pushed her against it, making sure to place his arms on either side of her head, effectively trapping her.

"W-what is it?" she blushed. "Go away."

"You know, you really should've told me," he said. "You really should've."

He pressed his forehead against hers, causing her heart to move from her stomach to her throat as more blood rushed to her face. She wouldn't be surprised if her face exploded.

"Fujisaki, what…" she frantically whispered, having no idea what was going on.

"Call me Nagihiko, Rima-chan," he murmured.

She couldn't concentrate on what was happening anymore. She could feel the warmth of his body and could hear his quiet breathing, but she wasn't really aware of anything. So when something wet touched her lips, it took her a while to register that he was kissing her.

"Nagihiko!" she squealed against his lips.

He pulled away immediately, but it didn't seem like he regretted what he'd done. In fact, he just grinned at her.

"What was that for?" she asked breathlessly.

"Didn't I tell you?" he asked, fake confusion on his face whilst his eyes showed nothing but amusement.

She rolled her eyes. "Tell me what?"

He leaned in again, taking the blonde by surprise with another short kiss.

"I like you too," he chuckled.

Rima's face really did explode that time, but for some reason it remained intact. For the third time, Nagihiko's lips met hers, only he didn't break away as quickly as he had the other times. She wasn't as surprised by this kiss, so she started kissing back. He laughed slightly, not even daring to pull away, which suited her just fine. All she could think about was his lips and how different it felt to kissing that weirdo Tadase. Comparing the two, Tadase was most definitely gay, because Nagihiko was a cross-dresser which (in her opinion) was just below being gay, and his kiss had a certain forceful edge that Tadase certainly didn't have. If it was up to her, she'd be happy kissing this boy forever.

After what seemed like forever, Nagihiko's mouth left hers and she was left with an empty feeling. She gazed at him, not knowing what to think.

"Um," she said, as if "um" was an actual word.

He raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth pulling upwards. She smiled back, not being able to blush. Maybe it broke when her face "exploded".

"So, Rima-chan, what do you say?" he asked, not needing to clarify what he meant.

"I'd love to go out with you," she replied. "On one condition."

He took the opportunity to steal another kiss from the blonde, causing her to gasp slightly. She took no notice of herself and continued with her sentence.

"Amu can't ever find out."

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Woot! That failed so miserably…I might have to make a second part to clarify the story…

No, only if there's any interest in this chapter. Depending on the reviews, I might make it a two-shot.

Well, that's it! Pleasepleaseplease review…

~ Zelda-chan