I'm back and now back to the story…

Where we last left off FROM THE VERY BEGINNING!:

Meet Yumi Asihara, sweet new freshman at Tokyo University for the super-rich and beauti- sorry, wrong anime. Yumi's had a crush on Light Yagami, popular perfect playboy, ever since she's known him—which yours truly will get into more later in the story—and when she scores a date with the hottie and ends with an unforgettable night, Light could care less about Yumi the next day. Furious and heart-broken, with the help of her friends, Matt and Mello, Yumi plans to break Light's heart instead. Unfortunately for her, Light and a mysterious student that goes by the name Ryuzaki, made a bet—conditions I'll get into this chapter!—that if Light can make Yumi fall in love with him for all the right reasons, that Light will win.

On our last chapter…: Yumi forced Light into an improv tennis competition and now we get to their next date…at the movies!

Note: "Getting Pinned" is an old slang (I found it out from Bye Bye Birdie) which is basically when a couple is "going steady" with each other.

Part 2: Scaring You, Loving Me

Day 4: Getting Pinned

Step 4: Once you've established you're dating and together, the real magic—or madness—happens.

-Light Yagami

*psst. There's a little Easter egg of another anime here. Can you find it? I'll give you uh…sort of almost whatever you want involving this story~ a shout out, OC guest appearance (of a random chance of just telling one of the characters off) whatever!*

"Are you sure you can handle this movie?" I ask, turning to Yumi at my side. The red head clutched the seat rests with white knuckles, visibly shaking. "Because if you don't want to watch this-"

"I'm fine. I'm just…excited," she smiled lightly, turning green eyes at my direction. Under Matsuda's suggestion, I chose the scariest horror movie because according to Matsu, and I quote, "Will have her in your lap once the movie starts."

"Are you sure?" I ask again. "I heard this movie is pretty scary." Yumi nodded once again, turning towards the screen. I glance around at the theater. There were multiple couples, guys' arms slung around their girls' shoulders as they cuddled. I snuck a peek at Yumi who calmed down and was sipping her drink, watching the trailers.

The lights dimmed and an idea popped into my head. I 'yawned' and stretched my arms upward, smoothly moving my right arm around Yumi and suddenly a jump-scare popped up, creating a cause and effect chain reaction.

Cause: Yumi jumped in her seat.

Effect: Her drink spilled on my pants.

Cause: Cold liquid on my pants.

Effect: Me jumping up from my seat, scaring the people behind me.

Cause: People behind me get scared from my jumping up.

Effect: People spilled more liquid all over my back.

"Are you alright?" Yumi whispered as she grabbed some napkins near her and tried to dry me.

"I guess so, but-"

"SHH!" a guy shushes from somewhere behind me. I grin at Yumi and her childishness when she just crosses her arms under her chest and sticks out her tongue. I pull Yumi back down to our seats and we continue to watch the movie.

I constantly glanced over to Yumi, hoping that she would at least once, curl up next to me in fright.

No such luck. It seemed that her green eyes shined more whenever a bloody scene came up and she would squeal happily as multiple jump scares made appearances as I would just cringe in disgust.

Stupid Matsuda. I should have known than to listen to him when recommending this movie. We both know that I'm definitely not dating someone predictable or normal. Or possibly sane for that matter.

I was thinking of all the possible ways to make Yumi end up in my lap by the end of the movie, until I saw it. Just a few rows in front of us, a young teen was doing the 'Tad' or 'yawn-and-put-the-arm-over-the-shoulder' move with his date who immediately snuggled closer to him. I grinned and quickly glanced over at Yumi who was watching the movie intently. I stretched my arms upward, pretending to yawn, and my arm was right about to rest lightly on Yumi's shoulder until Yumi turned to me and whisper, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm just trying to watch the movie," I lied, keeping my eyes on the screen just as I pulled my arms back, pretending that I was not about to perform the 'Tad' move on Yumi.

"I knew it!" Yumi whispered a little too loudly into my ear, as she scowled in my direction.

"Shh!" I hear behind me again.

"What?" I turned to her, confused about what she meant.

"Trying to watch the movie!"

"Who is she?" Yumi glared, voice getting louder.

"Who's who?"

"The girl you're thinking of!"

"OI! SHUT UP!" I hear a voice yell behind me.

"Oi! Make me!" Yumi shouts back.

"Put a muzzle on her would ya?" The person growls to me.

"I'll come over there and kick your ass!" Yumi shouts defiantly as I see the shadow get up and I feel Yumi ushering me out as we exit with the guy to the lighted hallway.

As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw the guy Yumi had just challenged. He wasn't tall. He was actually pretty short, but with a scowl and a strange looking curl coming out of his dark brown hair, he looked sort of intimidating in an angry puppy sort of way.

Just what did Yumi get into? While I looked him over, he was doing the same to Yumi and me.

"I can't fight a girl!" the guy argues, red faced. "Especially a very strange one…" he mumbles.

"Why? Chicken?" Yumi challenges, not hearing the last remark. She gets in the man's face, well, as much as her petite frame would allow her which was just a head below him and starts clucking like a chicken. I watched as the man's face got redder with each cluck.

"Yumi…" I warned. The man spotted me and smirked, looking back down at Yumi.

"Don't you have to take care of your pretty boy toy?" he chuckled as I attempted to glare at him in my moist clothes which were starting to dry and stick to my body.

"Who are you calling pretty? You-" I growled before feeling a sharp pain in my jaw, knocking me off my feet as I tried to use the wall to keep myself up before falling pathetically to the ground.

"Don't insult me novio," another man who suddenly appeared, growled, his face changing into one of a strange smile. "Are you okay mi tomate?" He asked, cuddling with the other brunette who sneered, but cheeks darkening again.

"Stop it bastardo," the crabby, now fully red faced man, pouted as he moved past us and back into the theater, the other man trailing like a puppy at his heals.

I clutched my aching jaw in my hand as Yumi cradled me to her chest.

"Are you alright? I mean, I could have taken him down and, well, we could have taken them both down together, and um, I feel just horrible," Yumi rambled blowing her bangs away from her eyes. She put her hand on my face and I leaned into the coolness it provided.

"Uhhh…let's just stay like this…" I moaned, snuggling more into Yumi's chest. I felt Yumi scoff before I heard her and I could tell she was rolling her eyes.

"Light! You pervert!" she chuckled, playfully pushing me off as I clung on, burying my face into her chest. I looked up at Yumi with a grin and she looked back down. I could feel myself lean closer to her and I could smell her, a mixture between vanilla and orange-

Suddenly, the doors to the theatre open and the audience came out, some glancing at us, others ignoring us completely. I cough awkwardly and got off of Yumi and offered her my hand. She took it with a smile and lifted herself up. She pecked me lightly on my cheek before walking out of the theatre doors, me following behind, an assured smile on my face.

Oh yeah, I was so going to win this bet.

"Oh and Light?" Yumi said, turning around.

"Yeah?"

"I almost forgot to give this to you," said Yumi, pulling a small baby plant out of nowhere.

"Aw thanks. What is it?" I asked, studying the greenery.

"It's a love fern!" she squealed, putting her arms around my neck. "As long as our love is strong, the plant will go on!"

"Thanks again, I'll make sure this won't ever die then," I said, giving her a closed lipped smile as she smiled back and gave me a small kiss.

"Oh and Light?" Yumi said, as we separated.

"Hmm?"

"Please never try that cheesy of a move on me ever again."

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-

"Melloooo! You here?" I called into the small dorm I shared with my snappish boyfriend.

"No!" Mello yelled from the bathroom as the shower cut off at the same time.

I smirked. Ass. But a lovely one at that…

"Well, if my wonderful lover isn't here then, I guess my new girlfriend can come in and we could have hot animal-"

"OH! OH! NO! STOP! NOT THERE!" Mello giggled. He fucking giggled from the bathroom. I chuckled and Mello came out of the bathroom, hair soaking wet with a towel wrapped around his waist. He shook his head and I flinched and shielded myself from my dog of a roommate.

"No, Mels, shake your hair outside," I playfully scolded, "now who's a good doggy? You are! Yes you are, yes you are!" I laughed, ruffling his hair as the blonde just frowned. I gave one last chuckle before kissing Mello lightly on the lips. "So where are you going this time of day?"

"I actually have a, um, meeting," Mello said, grabbing a nice mustard yellow dress shirt, a black tie, and black slacks.

"For what?" I asked curious, and a little jealous, to see what or who can make my boyfriend dress up that nicely. Hell, I had to bribe him with doing laundry for a month and a little extra, just so he could dress up so we could go to a restaurant for date night!

"N-n-nothing," Mello stuttered, finishing up his tie in the mirror, "just a meeting."

"…I see," I nodded, thinking about what Mello could be lying about, but thought otherwise as I shook those thoughts out of my head. If he didn't want to say anything about it, who was I to demand him to tell me?

"…Well then…see you later?" Mello asked, walking over to the door.

"Mello?" I hesitantly approached him. He turned partially, looking at me over his shoulder as his hand rested on the door knob. "I love you."

Mello sighed, nodded, and gave me a small smile. "I know," he answered as he opened and existed out of the door.

I huffed and frowned. "He's never going to say, 'I love you too', is he?" I asked myself. I know he's said, 'that's what I love about you', but it's not the same. Not to me it isn't.

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-

(At the Bar…our M, M, and L( L for Light)'s favorite hangout)

"What happened to your face?" Mikami asked me as he and Matsuda inspected my bruised side of my face.

I sighed. "You know how you recommended that horror movie," I asked, turning to Matsuda who nodded mutely, "and told me how it would make Yumi end up in my lap?" Matsuda nodded again while I saw Mikami give a slight smirk, instantly figuring out what the red head did.

"She ended up punching you?" Matsuda asked stupidly.

I sighed and face-palmed.

Mikami chuckled.

Bastard.

"Matsu, what Light's trying to say, is that instead of Yumi being scared, she was actually excited about the movie's guts, gore, and all horror-y goodies," Mikami explained, a slight smile never leaving his lips.

Damn bastard.

"Did you try the 'Tad' too?" Matsuda asked. I nodded.

"Well, I did, but she turned and started yelling at me for thinking about another girl just as I was about to put my arm around her," I explained. Mikami who was sipping his coke and rum, snorted at the story and started choking on his drink. Matsuda slapped him on the back trying to help, but failing. Mikami waved him off and sent me an I-Told-You-So smirk. I glared at the infuriating raven and continued on. "With Yumi being loud, she ended up picking a fight with a feisty and cranky guy who's boyfriend punched me for almost insulting him."

Matsuda whistled and Mikami continued on chuckling.

"What exactly happened to that and I quote 'shy, quiet', and 'pretty good in bed' 'sweater clad freak' you went out with at first?" Mikami asked, looking smug.

"I honestly have no clue," I sighed. I signaled the waiter for a round of shots.

"Sorry Light, I can't drink tonight," Matsuda apologized, "you drink, I drive. Never combining those, ever!"

"Yeah, I'll have to pass. As sad as this may sound, I have a practice trial tomorrow, and I would prefer to come to class completely sober, thank you very much," Mikami said, giving a closed eyed grin.

I scoffed. "I guess more for me," I sighed as the waiter set down the round. "Make it three more rounds after this," I said, talking to the waiter who looked at me dubiously then nodded, "I'm pretty sure I'm going to need them after today's date with Yumi and the one's in the future," I chugged the burning alcohol down, immediately reaching for the next.

Four shot rounds later…

"So me boy-o-s," I slurred, "who's knows what's the best idea for my next date with my red? Eh?"

"You could take her ice skating?" Mikami suggested.

"It's too early for the little birdies to be leaving and the snow coming," I sighed dramatically, no clue about what I was saying.

"How about you cook her dinner?" Matsuda asked.

"Where? I don't really want her meeting my parents, ne?"

"…How about our place?"

I turned to Mikami, and felt my vision swirl, before it finally focused. "You sure?"

The junior nodded. "I'll be doing some extra work for my class all night and Matsuda will be…" Mikami trailed off, signaling for Matsu.

"…OH! I'll be uh…I think I'm going to…uh…well…maybe I'll visit a museum or…what?" Matsuda asked us as we just stared dumb-founded at him.

"A museum? How old are you? Twelve?" I asked.

"You didn't let me finish!" Matsuda whined. "I was going to check out this exhibit about a photographer whose pictures and works just simply give off pure emotions. And-"

"Okay, enough nerd speak," I interrupted, "you're actually a lot smarter than I thought you are," I smiled at Matsuda before passing out in the two M's arms.

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-

"He thought I was stupid?" Matsuda asked dumbly as Mikami just face-palmed.

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Phew. Finally finished. I've missed you all! Summer's almost over for me and I feel that I've completed almost next to nothing with this story. Busy, busy, busy.

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