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October 4
Hinamori Amu~
Hey.
So, notebook, did you know that Yaya pushed you into my arms yesterday at the Guardian meeting (yes, Seiyo Junior High still has Guardians: Tadase, me, Rima, Nagihiko, Yaya, Kukai)? Yaya really doesn't think. Right in front of Rima and Nagihiko, she said, "Here you go, Amu-chii! Don't forget to write every itty bitty thing in it!"
What. The. Hell. Yaya. CAN'T YOU SEE THAT RIMA AND NAGIHIKO AND POOR UNSUSPECTING TADASE ARE RIGHT THERE, WATCHING YOU? WHAT PART OF "STAY IN INCOGNITO" DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?
So even though I was freaking out on the inside, I was totally calm and cool on the outside and said, "Ugh. Fine, Yaya. Whatever."
Which of course made Rima very suspicious (I swear, NOTHING gets past that girl) and she asked, "Amu, what's that notebook for?"
I started thinking really fast and making up things as I went. "Uhh, well, Rima, err, Yaya is giving me her, ehmm, NOTEBOOK, because she is..." I looked at Yaya nervously. Yaya didn't take the hint. Gah, she's so clueless! I'll yell at her later. "Yaya's falling behind in science! That's why!" I finally blurted out. "So, since she's behind, I'm helping her...study, umm, science. In her, uhh, notebook. And she wants me to write every itty bitty thing that we, ermm, learned last year in it. So she doesn't...fail? Yeah, so she doesn't fail!"
I think that my story was pretty good, if you ignored all the times I paused and said "umm", "uhh", "err", "ehmm", and "ermm." But Rima didn't buy it, of course. Sharper than a knife, that girl. I could tell that Nagihiko didn't believe me either, but Tadase was just nodding along.
I don't get it. Why did I used to like Tadase? He's so dense.
Ran says that's what people say about me. Ran, I'm not dense! I notice plenty of things!
Like, uhhh, Nikaidou-sensei got a new haircut!
...MIKI, WHAT DO YOU MEAN, HE GOT THAT NEW HAIRCUT THREE MONTHS AGO?
Su is saying that I have to continue the story, desu. Okay, okay. So where was I up to? Oh yeah, Rima and Nagihiko didn't believe my (poorly sculpted, according to Miki) story.
"Amu, I can tell that you're lying. Because every time you lie, you go all 'cool 'n' spicy' and then you start stuttering and your cheeks turn red. Also, your story is full of holes. Why would you help Yaya with science? You suck at it yourself." Why does Rima have to know me so well? Well, it's part of being best friends, I guess.
"N-no! I'm getting better at it, and b-besides, Rima, you're not good at science either!"
"Well, yeah, but I'm not the one who's lying about helping Yaya with the subject."
Damn. And then Nagihiko decided to jump in. "Amu-chan, what's the notebook REALLY for?"
...I had nothing to say. I started panicking and sending Kukai an SOS signal with my eyes.
Kukai frowned. "Hinamori, why are you twitching your eyes really weirdly? Are you having an eye spasm?"
"NO, KUKAI!" I yelled. "And what on earth is an EYE SPASM?"
"It's when your eye twitches and spazzes. Duh."
Huh?
"Amu-chan, answer the question," Nagihiko sighed. "What's the notebook really for? And why do I feel like me, Rima-chan, and Tadase are the only ones who don't know?"
Rima scowled. "Don't call me Rima-chan! You may call me Mashiro-san or Rima-sama. That's it."
Tadase shook his head in confusion. "Uhh, what's going on? Shouldn't we be talking about the latest development in the school's-"
"NO ONE CARES, TADASE!" we all screamed, except Yaya, who was still oblivious to everything around her, and Nagihiko, who is always calm and never loses his temper.
Two pairs of suspicious eyes turned on me. One belonged to a certain purple-haired boy, and one belonged to a certain short blond girl. They both had wide, evil smiles on their faces.
I gulped and squeaked, "Yaya, help me out here!"
"Yaya's busy! Yaya is sucking a lollipop!" was her cheerful answer.
Nagihiko had a strange, malicious glint in his eyes. "Rima-chan, your chara-nari includes Tightrope Dancer, doesn't it?"
Rima grinned, a rare sight to see. "Why yes, Nagihiko," she replied casually. "I'm not even going to yell at you for calling me Rima-chan without my permission. Because SOMEBODY-" and here she turned to look at me- "is being very secretive. And Nagihiko, you know what we do with secretive people!"
"WHAT? H-hey, Rima, Nagihiko, you know what..." I giggled nervously, my arms flailing in panic. "I just remembered! I have to go home now, to babysit Ami...because, uhh, she's home, ehh, alone right now...sooo, gottogobyeseeyouguyslater!" And with that, I spun around and was about to run out of the Seiyo Junior High Royal Garden when chara-changed and super-fast Nagihiko caught my arm and smirked, the oh-so-familiar headphones around his neck. "Oh, Amu-chan. You never learn, do you?" he sighed, his tone light but his grip almost crushing my bones. "Tsk tsk. You should know by now that you NEVER, EVER lie to me or Rima-chan. Because we can see right through you in an instant."
"Hehehe, I know that now! So, Nagihiko, can you let me go?" I smiled my dazzling Amu-smile at him. No one can resist the Amu-smile!
He smiled his blindingly white Nagihiko-smile at me. "Nope!" And with that, he tossed me to the devil (a.k.a. my so-called best friend, Rima.)
"NOOOO!" I screamed as Rima dug her (very sharp) fingernails into my skin. "Yaya, Kukai, Tadase, someone help me! I'm gonna dieeeee!" I didn't even care if someone heard and was like "Ohmigod, cool 'n' spicy Hinamori Amu is being all non-cool 'n' spicy! GASP! I must take pictures!"
Kukai looked up, startled. "Ehh? Amu, are you okay?"
Yaya finally finished her lollipop and stared at me. "Amu-chii's gone mad!"
"NO I HAVEN'T!" I shrieked. "Somebody help me!" Rima forced me into a chair and transformed into Clown Drop. "Tightrope Dancer!" Ropes swirled around me and bound me tight to the chair.
"Why did this have to happen to me?" I moaned. "Why?"
Yaya cocked her head at me. "Amu-chii, what's wrong?"
...Of course. I am tied up by my so-called friends and Yaya asks, "What's wrong?"
"Hey, Fujisaki! Mashiro!" Kukai waved his arms wildly. "You can let go of Hinamori now! There is absolutely NOTHING in that notebook that you need to know about!" He grinned happily, then noticed Rima's and Nagihiko's heavy stares. "Huh? What did I do?"
Nagihiko stalked over to Kukai. "Souma-kun..." Nagihiko's voice was sickeningly sweet. "What's in that notebook?"
Much too late, Kukai realized his mistake. "Oh! I misspoke! I don't know anything about that notebook!" He glared at me. "Yeah, Hinamori! What's in that notebook!"
I used my Hinamori Amu Death Glare™ on Kukai. Not as good as the Mashiro Rima Death Glare™, but I'll take it. "Traitor," I mouthed. "I go down, I drag you down with me."
Kukai paled and Yaya started on her second lollipop.
Rima stared at me. "Nagihiko, you go interrogate Kukai. I'll do Amu."
"What? NO!" both me and Kukai yelled. Kukai turned to run, but Nagihiko and Rima tied him up in a chair too.
Tadase blinked. "Well, I guess I'll be going home now," he said, walking out of the Royal Garden.
"Bye, Hotori-kun!" Nagihiko said cheerfully, waving. "See you tomorrow!" My jaw dropped. How could our last hope for freedom ditch us like that?
After Tadase walked out of view, Nagihiko turned back to us. I shuddered. Rima laced her fingers together and pouted adorably. "Fujisaki, can I start now?"
"Of course, Rima-chan!" was the much too jovial answer.
Dammit. I'm dead.
The notebook was still clutched in my arms, which made Rima frown. Ha! She couldn't get the notebook without releasing me.
"Nagihiko, we have a problem. I can't get the notebook without releasing Amu," Rima reported, awfully police officer-like.
"Then interrogate her."
Rima faced me again. "Amu. What's in the notebook?" Her tone was syrupy sweet and her face held an angelic expression, which scared me. Rima only brought out that expression and tone when she was intent on getting what she wanted.
I closed my eyes and prayed. "Kami-sama, please save me. I'm too young to die. I don't want to die by the hands of my evil best friends. Please, kami-sama. This is all I ask."
When I opened my eyes, Rima had an eyebrow raised at me. "Praying to kami-sama won't help, Amu. Just tell me the truth and you'll escape without pain."
Even though I was really, REALLY frightened, I still managed to keep a cool demeanor.
Su says that's not true, desu. Miki says that I was being a complete spaz and that it was extremely obvious that I was incredibly scared. Ran says that I am horrible at lying, even in my writing.
Be quiet! And how come you guys weren't commenting at all for a very long period of time?
Miki says that they were captivated by my timeless tale of horror.
Huh? What does that mean?
Ran says that Miki means that they were enjoying my account in which I was tortured by Rima and Nagihiko.
...Thanks a lot, Ran and Miki.
Su is getting agitated. What happened, Su?
...You're sad that I didn't thank you? No, Su, I was being SARCASTIC when I thanked Ran and Miki.
Okay, now Su's happy again and I have to go on with my "timeless tale of horror."
So Rima was being all scary, and I could see fire in her eyes. So basically, I was scared out of my wits and cracked.
"Okay okay okay! The notebook is where we write down all the information regarding Rimahiko and all our observations," I said really fast, sweating up a storm.
Rima narrowed her eyes. "What does Rimahiko mean?"
"Oh! It means, uhhh-"
Kukai interjected in a loud voice. "It's a code word! For two people who really like each other." Nice save, Kukai.
Nagihiko raised a single eyebrow. "Really now? Which two people?"
Yaya finished another lollipop and noticed our predicament. "Rima-tan and Nagi, why did you tie up Amu-chii and Kukai?"
Rima avoided the question and took out a box of cookies from her backpack. (What? Does she have a secret cookie stash that I don't know about?) "Hey, Yaya...you like cookies, don't you?" she asked casually.
Oh no oh no oh no. You never. EVER. Give Yaya cookies. I knew this from very bad experiences.
Yaya's eyes immediately brightened. "COOKIES! YAYA LOVES COOKIES! GIVE YAYA THE COOKIES!" With almost superhuman speed, she raced over to Rima's side in the blink of an eye.
Rima held the cookies out of Yaya's reach. "I'll give you the cookies if you tell me what's in the notebook. I know that you know what it contains."
"SURE!" Yaya smiled broadly and I gulped. Rima gave Yaya the cookies, and the cookies disappeared in a second, leaving only an empty box.
Nagihiko looked around. "Uhh, Yaya...where did the cookies go?"
Yaya beamed and pointed to her stomach. "In here!"
All of our jaws dropped. That box must've held, what, at least forty cookies.
Hinamori Amu's new motto of the minute: Never underestimate the power of a sugar-loving hyperactive maniac. Also known as The Yaya.
"Okay, so what's the notebook about?" Rima asked Yaya.
Yaya grinned like someone who had too much alcohol, or in her case, sugar. Drunk on cookies, tsk tsk. "Wha notebook? I don't know no notebook," Yaya slurred. Rima's golden eyes enlarged and practically popped out of her head. I heard her mutter, "Note to self: Yaya plus cookies equals drunk."
"It works with candy and chocolate, too," I added helpfully. Rima sent me a lethal death glare, the Mashiro Rima Death Glare™ in fact. I shivered, knowing that weeks of nightmares awaited me.
Yaya giggled drunkenly. "Now I remember a notebook! The notebook about the two people."
Nagihiko stared at her intently. "Yes, Yaya? What two people?"
I watched in horror as Yaya foamed at the mouth.
Oh, you thought that I was horrified because I thought she was going to spill our secret? No, I was horrified because my brand-new jacket was right next to Yaya and I was afraid that she might drool on it.
Yaya smiled lopsidedly. "About Amu-chii and Nikaidou-sensei!"
"...EHHHHH?" we all screamed.
Su says that she didn't know that I took an interest in Nikaidou-sensei. I don't, Su! Yaya is making things up!
Miki says that denial is not just a river in Egypt. Huh? I don't get it.
Ran is shaking her tiny head, muttering, "Dense. So dense."
I'll be nice and choose to ignore that.
Anyways, Yaya was nodding happily. "You didn't know? Amu-chii likes Nikaidou-sensei! And we call the whole project the Rimahiko project, because Rimahiko is Nikaidou's first name!"
Nagihiko frowned. "I thought that Nikaidou-sensei's first name was Yuu?"
Yaya looked around, then leaned in and lowered her voice. "That's what he TELLS people, of course. Wouldn't you make a new name for yourself if YOUR first name was Rimahiko?"
Rima nodded dazedly. "That...actually makes sense. That's why Amu didn't want anyone to know! And Kukai...Kukai has Nikaidou-sensei twice a day for English and History, whereas we only have English once a day with him. So it makes sense that Amu would recruit him! And Yaya...Yaya is just good with this sort of stuff, I guess."
I was flabbergasted. My mouth was hanging open. "Amu-chan, you're going to catch flies if you keep your mouth open like that," Nagihiko reprimanded.
So Rima and Nagihiko don't believe MY story, but they believe Yaya's story that makes absolutely NO SENSE AT ALL? "I don't like Nikaidou-sensei!" I wailed.
Rima sighed. "Don't deny it, Amu. I've seen you staring at him more than once."
"Yeah. Because he's our TEACHER and I actually want to get a grade higher than a C- in English this term."
"Well, even though he's already MARRIED," Rima emphasized, "I still understand your...strange interests in people. I guess I'll let this pass and let you daydream and plot in peace. But I'm not getting involved."
"Yeah," Nagihiko yawned, stretching his arms out behind him. "I don't want to get involved either. I'll let you do whatever you want. But I thought you liked Ikuto?"
"W-WHAT? I DON'T LIKE THAT CAT/PERSON/THING!" I screamed, flapping my arms wildly. "W-WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT?"
Rima gave me an emotionless stare. "So Amu likes Nikaidou-sensei AND Ikuto," she murmured.
"N-NO I DON'T!"
"Whatever," she yawned, picking up her bag and walking out of the Royal Garden. "I have to go."
Nagihiko peered at the watch on his wrist. "It's later than I thought!" he exclaimed. Hurriedly picking up his bag, he rushed out of the Royal Garden on Rima's heels. "See you!" he called as he ran.
Kukai watched Rima and Nagihiko leave the Royal Garden. "Well, we accomplished SOMETHING...right?"
I thought about it. "Well...Rima and Nagihiko kinda worked together to interrogate us, right? And they kind of bonded."
"See? Look on the bright side!" Yaya squealed, clapping her hands. "The Rimahiko couple is one step closer to forming!"
I glared at the peppy brunette. "The bright side? You made them think that I like Nikaidou-sensei, Yaya! That's disgusting!"
Yaya shrugged and dismissed it with a wave of her hand. "Either that or Rima-tan and Nagi would have found us out." She picked up her bag. "Yaya's going to be late for ballet! Bye, Amu-chi and Kukai!"
"Bye," we chorused. I watched Yaya skip out of the Royal Garden.
And then it dawned on me. "Kukai..."
"Yeah, Hinamori?"
..."WE'RE STILL TIED UP!"
..."We are, aren't we?"
"Yeah. We are."
It took us another few hours for some random kid to pass by and untie us. And then I rushed home to log this event, since Yaya insists we write down everything that includes Rima and Nagihiko.
Paranoid much?
Anyways, we've GOT to win this bet. Because I have no more allowance left and I doubt that I'll be able to buy whatever high-priced object Utau and Kairi want.
So see you. I have to do homework.
~Amu
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