note: sickening amount of fluff in the end...ugh, oh well. Virtual cookies to the person who knows the song! 8D
disclaimer:I do not own Shugo Chara!
song: perfect world

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"reset my memory"

by
nameless imperfections

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In a perfect world, Rima thinks, Nagihiko would not exist. But seeing as it wasn't, she was should probably kill him and make it a perfect world. Stabbing him multiple times, and then watching the blood pour said his multiple stab wounds, would most likely do him in. Rima smiles at the thought, then frowns watching him chat with...that girl.

Here, after years of harassing her, and telling her various times that the two of them would one day go out, was Nagihiko Fujisaki flirting with what looks like the Japanese version of the ever-so stereotypical American "dumb blond"—and god, did the girl look dumb.

Rima had seen a lot of things that bothered her in the past—some weird, some gruesome, and some just flat out messed up. But by nineteen, not much bothered her anymore, but this... this...

"Ha, ha, omigosh! Nagihiko you are, like, so funny!" That girl giggles, flipping her hair.

Yes, the girl flipped her hair. Gagging, Rima turns away.

Stupid Nagihiko, she muses, kicking a flat stone, and rather hard at that. It was kicked so hard that it actually hit that girl directly in the ankle.

Well, Kukai always did wanted her to join a soccer team...and that girl did have it coming to her, flirting with Nagihiko and all—not that she liked Nagihiko in that way. Oh god no, she hated that ass, but she hated liars even more.

And Nagihiko was definitely the latter. Stupid, ass.

"Like, OW! Omigod, who did that?" That girl cries.

Oh please, I didn't even hit you that hard.

"Are you okay?" Nagihiko asks, concern —something that shouldn't be there in the first place— in his voice.

"Yeah, I'm okay...now."

Oh god.

He smiles. "That's good."

OH GOD.

Sighing, Rima walks by the stupid couple, and heads into the school. She couldn't bear anymore of that. Not that she was jealous or something.

Pfft. Jealous? Yeah right.

"Or maybe you are," a creepy voice tells her. She turns to see Amu, her best friend, grinning at her.

"Okay, that mind reading thing is really creepy."

"It's not mind-reading. Your facial expressions screams: 'I'm not jealous!'" Amu states defensively. "I read it in a book."

Oh, please.

"No, I'm seriously. Your face says it all."

"Okay, stop. You're scaring me."

"So, what's wrong?"

"HIM." Rima points a finger at the window, or more specifically, at Nagihiko and that girl.

Amu makes a face. "...ick, he's flirting with Nao? That girl is an air-head. And she talks likes those blond American girls in those teen-movies. Honestly, I didn't think that was possible here in Japan, but it is apparently."

Rima sighs. "Tell me about it."

"Ha, and you're jealous, aren't ya?" A grinning Amu says.

"Oh god no." But in truth, she was considering that—she knew it, and Amu knew it. Was she jealous? Had Nagihiko's endless harassing finally worked on her? Was she..

...in love with him?

Eyes wide, Rima grips either side of her head, and falls to the floor. "Oh FUCK no. No. No. Nooooooooo!"

"Ha, ha," Amu laughs, leaving her friend to her thoughts. "Its about those two hooked up."

-;-

Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzt—

Rima picks up her Blackberry. It was Nagihiko. After a few seconds of letting her blackberry buzz she answers the phone.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"There's this girl I was hoping to talk to, you know her? She's petite, kind of feisty, and really beautiful."

"Really now?"

"Yeah, and I want to tell her something."

"Hm...then I guess I should get off the phone, shouldn't I?"

"No, stay on the line."

"Why?"

"Because I'm talking to her right now, and I want to know if she wants to go out with me."

What the hell? This is guy a playboy or something?

"What about Nao?"

He laughs, "I guess you can say she was used to see if you liked me backed."

What the hell! Manipulative, much?

"Well, who said anything about me liking you?"

There's a pause.

"So what, do you hate me?"

"No."

"Then do you like me?"

I'm going to regret this...

"Maybe."

"Is that Rima for yes?"

In a perfect world...Nagihiko would not exist.

She laughs. "It could be."

But the thing was: this wasn't a perfect world, nor would it ever be one.

And Rima couldn't be happier with that fact.

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