Piggy-chan: Okay, first thing I want to say is I'm reeaaallyyy sorry for the slow update! Summer is the only time my family can spend time together and go on trips so our trips end up longer than everyone thinks. I actually made this chapter about nineteen pages long, but realized it was too long for a single chapter and covered way too many subjects, so I was forced to cut it up and re-do some parts in the next chapter. I'm terribly sorry and hope you all forgive me. But there is a bright side to everything. In Canada, we start and attend school in early September, so I will be working extra hard on making chapters ahead of time so I can edit and revise them and still not be too busy in September and through out the months. I'm starting high school ^-^

Rima: Translation; The idiot's back and she's making up excuses for not updatig the story, so to make it up to you all, she will maintain constant updates throughout September or so. She's staring high school so she can be even more stupid than she already is.

Piggy-chan: LIES! ALL OF THEM!

Rima: Whatever you say, pig-lover.

Piggy-chan: I've also made a short French-english dictionary at the bottom of this chapter in case you were confused with some of the expressions Moe uses. In a way, I'm practicing my French :P But it gets kinda hard on my eenie-weenie brain. And one more thing I MUST add, I wuv you ALL! Thankies for making me so happy with all the reviews ^-^ I'm so happy I could throw myself out a window (not that I would...) Every review feels like a giant, bone-crushing (depending how you write them O.o) warm hug that explains it all. I know, I take my virtuality very seriously.

Rima: ... What are you talking about?

Piggy-chan: ^^;; Uh... never mind. And the title is acting wierd. No matter how many times I put it in the middle, it keeps going to the side. *frustrated sigh* Whatever... DISCLAIMER!

Kusukusu: PIGGY-CHAN DOESN'T OWN ANYTHING! Except her OCs! I HAVE A VERY LOUD VOICE! ... keep that in mind, you'll see :D

-NW :3

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Piggy-chan: Oh, I just checked the title and it's working perfectly fine on the web... O.o Weeeird.

-NW :3


Shugo Siblings!

Chapter Seven

Weird Feelings Lead To Detectives


Rima's POV

I had no idea what was going on, but one thing was for sure; Nagihiko's family did not like this girl.

She reminded me of my first meeting with 'Nadeshiko', but her hair was shoulder-length and tied in a high pony-tail with a white ribbon. She had strange limey green eyes, not neon, but I swear if they were, she would have resembled a snake. Oh God, I hate snakes…

She had a silver-white jacket on and a skirt that looked like it was made from the same material as blue jeans. She wore black leggings and big, light-brown cow-boy boots. All that's missing is a cowboy-hat, I mused. Then I noticed something (or someone) peek behind her hair. I squinted my eyes and realized it was a pretty little chara.

Her chara looked extremely feminine. She had a cascade of petite blonde locks; some tied to the side with a white ribbon with two black stripes, a long yellow sundress, and… make up? That was strange, I didn't think chara's wore make up.

"Can't I come visit my family?" The girl brushed her shoulder like there was dust accumulating there.

"Hm, well Nayuka," Tierra pretended to think for a moment. "Last time we saw you, you tried to steal the Fujisaki fortune, so yeah! I think that's why we're all being so paranoid." She glared at her.

Nayuka looked scared for a second. "I've lost contact with my family over the years and I've been given a place to stay nearby. I've changed and I hope you could forgive my family for bringing displeasure to you."

"Oh, come on! Get real, Nayuka." Tierra rolled her eyes. "You've been dreaming of living in riches all your life, especially that family of yours."

Nayuka looked desperately around, as if she was looking for help, then she stopped and smiled like the tension in the air didn't exist. "Pardone moi, I came to visit since I'm going to be in the area for a while. I have no intensions of stealing the fortune anymore. This side of the family inherited it fair-and-square, so I have nothing against all of you any longer." She looked at Nagihiko who was behind the butler. "Well, well, Nadeshiko. I didn't think you'd go back to being a boy because of all the expectations your father left you. Talk about being stronger like a boy, what are you doing, hiding behind a servant? Afraid I'll bite?" Nayuka mocked him.

"Shut up Nayuka." Nagihiko hissed as he made his way forward.

"Now, now," Nagihiko's mother cut in. "It's true Nadeshiko went back to being a boy, but it's his challenge. Some people just don't realize how much they can do when they set themselves a goal." Nayuka's eyes darkened.

"Mes excuses, but I have set myself a goal," Nayuka said cheerfully again. "Mais, maybe it is your son who's lost his goal." Everyone stared at Nayuka in shock for talking back to Nagihiko's mom.

Then I noticed Nayuka's white bow. I swore it was completely white when she entered, but now it was white with two black strips across. Had she character changed?

Her eyes twitched suddenly. "Excusez mon impolitesse, but who are you?"

She stared directly at me.

"I'm uh… Rima―"

"No one you necessarily need to know." Neige interfered and opened the door. "I believe you need to leave now, Fujisaki Nayuka."

I stared in awe as Nayuka violently snarled French insults (I think it was French…) at Neige but seemed unaware of Nayuka's violent behavior, and held the door wider.

"I'll see you all soon," Nayuka said with a smile, her white bow back to normal, and she looked completely unaware of everyone's growing anger. "Very soon." She glanced at me with a cold grin before leaving the mansion. Neige shut the door and breathed out a sigh of relief.

Nagihiko's mother and Baaya whisked all the servants and maids back to work while Nagihiko stormed off to his room with Temari and Rhythm tailing after.

"Who was that?" I asked Tierra who was still biting her lip in anger, staring at the door.

"Huh?" She blinked and looked at me. "What did you say?"

"Why was everyone so angry?"

She blinked once more. "Mad? What makes you think we're mad?"

I gave her a Yeah-right look. She sighed.

"Her name is Fujisaki Nayuka. All I know for sure is that her father was the eldest brother in the family and was supposed to inherit the Fujisaki fortune, but after a few months of his wife's pregnancy, he mysteriously disappeared, so the fortune was handed to his brother, Nagihiko's father."

"She said earlier she had no intensions of stealing the Fujisaki fortune," I tapped my chin. "What did that mean?"

Tierra looked around anxiously, as if she wasn't supposed to be saying something. "I don't remember that much, but about eight years ago, Nayuka and her mother's side of the family tried to steal the family fortune, but ended up getting arrested. Nayuka had been taken into orphanage, but rumors say Nayuka's been plotting and still being influenced by her family to take the fortune from Mistress again, especially since Nagihiko's father went away. Sorry, I don't know anymore." She grabbed a basket of clothing, gave me a quick wink and walked to the laundry room.

Normally, I would have asked Nagihiko, but ever since he kissed me, I've been feeling weird. Like all my emotions felt like they were in a storm, and I had no idea what to feel anymore. He made me feel giddy and strange, not that I didn't like the feeling, but it was confusing and it made my head hurt. I didn't know what else to think, so the best I could do was stay away from him, avoid eye contact and I would be fine until I had all my emotions figured out.

Kusukusu tapped my shoulder.

"Is it true then? Nayuka's a threat?"

I shrugged. "Maybe everyone was jumping to conclusions."

Kusukusu looked nervous. "Hey, Rima?"

"Yeah?"

"Something's wrong with Nayuka."

I gave her a funny look. "Well, if she was trying to steal the fortune, I guess there is something wrong."

"No, I'm talking about her presence."

"What do you mean?" I said, dumbfound.

She shivered. "I know, I'm not a chara anymore, but I can still feel emotions, the air and different presences. Nayuka… I've never felt it before."

Confused even more so, I asked, "What's wrong with her presence?"

"Well, from my experiences," Kusukusu fiddled with the pom-pom on her clown hat. "All children have a warm and hopeful presence. It means the child dreams, laughs, cries, believes and wishes with full hope from their hearts. When they have X's on their eggs, it's dark and sad. The presence is usually cold, depressing, black and miserable because of heart-break in their dreams." Kusukusu stopped. "But Nayuka… is neither. Like her heart is… emotionless, dead. Awake, has a goal, but blurry and unstable. Like she knows what she needs to do and how to achieve it, but numb and unable to comply."

I stared at Kusukusu. "So… what do we do?"

Kusukusu shrugged. "I wan'na see what happens, maybe we should tell Nagihiko."

My cheeks began to flare up again.

"Ehh?" Kusukusu stared at my face intently.

"Could you please move away from me? It's a little too close for my liking…" I turned away. I wonder if Kusukusu remembered what happened before she fainted…

Then a fountain of giggles erupted like a volcano. Well that was unexpected… not.

"Rima and Nagi, sittin' in a tree~" She sang as she danced around me. Yup, I guess she did remember. "K-I-S-S-I-N―" I smacked my hand on her mouth.

"If you finish that sentence, I'll rip your mouth out so you'll never speak again." I threatened in a cold and menacing voice.

Her eyes filled with tears. "B-but I'll never b-be able t-to tell jokes e-ever ag-gain―WAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" She yelled as tears burst out of her eyes like a freaking flood.

"OKAY! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"

Immediately, she stopped and smiled. "Yay!" She giggled. Who knew she could change mood swings that fast? Well, at least I know where I got my ability to fake-cry from.

"Look, I don't want to get near him…" I felt my cheeks burn again. Kusukusu gave me a curious look.

"Your emotions are unclear… are you okay, Rima-chan?"

I gave her a slight nod. "I'm f-fine…"

She cocked her head sideways. "Rima-chan, like I said before, but I can feel your emotions even if I'm human, and I'm feeling… confused." Then her eyes lit up. "You're having second thoughts about Nagihiko! So you don't hate him, huh?"

Ugh, I hate it when chara's know how you feel. "M-maybe… he might not be the enemy…"

"You like him!" Kusukusu yelled before I could cup her mouth again.

"Sure, just yell it to the world, Kusukusu!" I hissed with sarcasm dripping from my words.

"RIMA-CHAN LIKES NAGIHIKO!" Kusukusu screamed her lungs out. "I don't think the whole world knows yet though. I mean, my voice isn't loud enough for the whole world to hear―"

"BAKA!" I yelled. "I was being sarcastic!"

"Sarcastic…?" She asked. I banged my head on the wall. Typical Kusukusu. Sarcasm isn't a word in her vocabulary.

"I was joking!"

"Ohhh…" She said like she just realized the Earth was round. "Well, I guess we're all learning something new every day."

I half-smiled. "So you're going to school tomorrow, Kusukusu?" I said, trying to change the subject.

She nodded. "I'm really excited!"

"'Night Kusukusu."

"Good night Rima-chan!" She said and ran off to the guest room.

I brushed my teeth in the bathroom then quietly tip-toed to Nagihiko's room and discovered he was already asleep. I grabbed his desk chair and jumped on it to reach the attic door. Damn… why does this door have to be so high? And why do I have to be so freaking short? Ugh.

I finally pulled the stair-ladder thing down and climbed up to my 'room'. I pulled the covers over my head and yawned. The last thing I remembered was hearing a little voice in my head saying, 'You like Nagihiko!'


Hello?

I walked through darkness, its shadows touching me like mist in the morning, brushing against my skin with faint, cool and delicate fingers. A flash of light appeared at the far end of this darkness like I was in a tunnel.

It was so dark; I didn't know what else to do than to walk towards the light. As I walked, I began to realize there wasn't just one light anymore. There was two, then three, no five, wait, ten! More than I could count. Everywhere I turned my head it was filed with bright, little egg-shaped lights, twinkling around me.

Suddenly, I was aware I wasn't encased in darkness anymore. I was in a room. A really big room. And the egg-shaped lights were behind bars, no, they were held in cages. I heard small and quiet whispers. I closed my eyes, and I concentrated on the small voices until I could recognize words.

Help us!

We're trapped.

So lost…

We're dying!

Dying…

DYING!

Save us…!

The voices were so quiet, they were almost thoughts. They sounded like echoed screams of agony, trapped voices bouncing off of bare walls. Trapped in emptiness and no return. I opened my eyes, and then I noticed a door in-front of me was open and a girl with long, loose purple hair that reached the middle of her back and had her back to me. She had several keys in her hands, she was desperately trying to open one of the cages, and her hands were covered with dried blood. I could hear her panting echo in the room.

No! The girl slammed her hand on the table, stopping her struggles with the jingling keys. Her voice sounded surprisingly masculine. Why isn't it working! She yelled in frustration.

Excuse me, I tapped her arm. I trembled as she turned around. I squinted to see the girl half turn her head. Her face was decayed, like her face was being eaten away, bit by bit, until you could see the very white of her bones. I gasped, and her bony hands reached for me. To my horror, they were decayed as well. I screamed.

Get away from me! I backed away as she came forward.

You shouldn't be here, the girl said with her boy-ish voice. Then she pushed me into darkness.

It was dark again. I was walking again. Hitch-hiking in the darkness.

I found myself climbing stairs, upward into a light at the top.

This better not be another scary illusion, I said to myself.

I kept walking, until something at the corner of my eyes caught my attention. I turned.

Merry Christmas, Clara! A tall, red-headed woman spoke to a small red-ish orange haired girl. She looked about four years old.

Mama! The girl cried out and crawled to the lady who now was sitting on the floor. From the looks of it, it was early morning. The windows were frosted with a white frame, which meant it was very cold outside. It was snowing, and I looked around the room.

It was huge, the walls were a snow-white colour, and in the middle of the room was a giant Christmas tree.

Mama, the girl said again as she struggled to get to her mother. I didn't recognize much of what was going on, because I believed they were both speaking English, yet, somehow, I was able to understand. Like there was some sort of dictionary implanted in my brain, translating everything subconsciously. Wow, since when have I been talking like Kairi?

The woman scooped up the little girl and stared into her amethyst coloured eyes.

She had a sad, disappointed expression on her face. A sharp pain filled her face for a second, then she put the child down, trembling.

Clara, the woman said in a strained voice. You're hurting me.

Hurting…? The little girl asked, patting her mother's leg in comfort.

Yes, Clara. Please stop playing around. The woman stared at the clock as if she was waiting any moment for something bad to happen. Don't use the power Mama's been teaching you. It can hurt people who can't stand the pain.

The girl nodded. Sorry… Mama.

The woman got down on her knees, not hurt anymore, and touched the child's nose. Your power is very special, Clara. But you mustn't use it on purpose, understand? You can get innocent people involved, and steal their Wish, remember?

The girl nodded. I'm sorry, Mama. I didn't mean to steal yours…

I know, the woman replied and kissed the girl's forehead. This is my last Christmas with you, Clara.

I don't want to be taken away! The girl started to sob. I don't want to g-go with P-papa!

I know you don't, her mother tried to calm her down. I don't either, but this is the path you need to follow. I want you to be safe, and I know Papa isn't going to treat you well, but you have to be strong.

It's all my fault, Mama! The girl hugged her mother. I should have been more careful with my power. I let Papa know when I wasn't supposed to. You know it's my fault! Why do they have to take you away?

Her mother hugged her back, then pulled her away. I'm not going to stay locked up for long. I'll escape, her mother whispered. Then I'll come find you. I will. I promise, okay?

Clara nodded. I love you, Mama.

I love you too. Her mother smiled.

A sudden banging was at the door. The red-headed woman glared, then went to the door and slowly unlocked it.

Suddenly, a crowd of black-suited men came in and grabbed the little girl by her arms and dragged her to a shadowed figure. I couldn't see his face, but he looked scary.

Yahiru, the man said in Japanese, with evil pleasure in his voice. It's been a while since I've last seen you.

The girl gave a nervous shiver as she looked at his shoes.

Have you not taught your daughter Japanese? The man snarled at the crouched woman in the corner, severely injured after the men barged in.

Of course I have, the woman stated in Japanese. I've taught her everything.

Then why does she not respond? He demanded.

Maybe it's because you're frightening her! The woman shot.

The man snapped his fingers. Three black-suited men came over, two picked her up on either side and the other punched her in the stomach. She groaned and wheezed as she looked up at the man. The little girl screamed.

No! I couldn't stand it anymore. I ran at the man, but realized I couldn't even touch him. I was like vapor!

Stop it, Papa! The girl shrilled in fear.

Hmph, the man sneered. Let her have another handful, then bring her with us to jets.

He turned and walked out the door with almost all of his men, and a screaming girl who they dragged with them, flaying her arms and legs, screaming as tears poured out of her purple eyes. MAMA!

The woman gave a last long look as the men repeatedly beated her. Then she turned her head to me, like she knew I was there. Under all those bruises, I recognized her face. Calliope Bacchus.

She started to cough. Blood splattered on the white floor in-front of the Christmas tree. The lights were out and the Christmas tree was dark. The ornaments were smashed and the floor was cold under my feet. I looked around to see I was alone again, but in this awful place. The windows were smashed and the curtains were ripped, the remains drifted like clothes on a clothes hanger in the afternoon. The air was cold and there were sirens outside, drawing nearer. I knelt on the ground were the broken glass didn't cover and picked up a picture frame that had been tossed into the fireplace.

The picture was of the girl and the Calli, smiling as the wind blew in a summer meadow.

I felt tears trickle down. I needed to talk to Calli.


Nagihiko's POV

I blinked my eyes. Once more. Yup, it's official. It's a brand new day.

I stopped the alarm on my clock and got dressed for dance practice. It had been a while since I'd practiced, so my mom decided to make me practice twice a day for the next two weeks to make up for the last two weeks.

I had just finished with my hair when I heard something like shuffling of feet above my head. I looked up and realized it must have been Rima, but then again, wasn't she famous for sleeping 'till one in the afternoon on weekends? It was four in the morning right now, so there must have been something wrong. I took off my shoes and began to climb the stair ladder.

Since yesterday, she had been acting kind of weird. I haven't been able to talk to her because she had been avoiding me. And the thing that was even weirder was before I drifted off to sleep, I swear I heard Kusukusu yell that Rima liked me. No! Nagi, don't think about it! I mean, if you give yourself that hope... and it turns out to be a trick or a fake, I'll be in a worse state than yesterday when Nayuka showed up. Okay Nagi, concentrate on the real problem here.

I really felt bad for surprising her with a kiss. Oh God, maybe I had hurt her feelings by stealing her first kiss! Being a girl for my past life let me learn about the other gender, naturally, the secrets and most treasured things to a girl. An example; hair. I had to learn it the hard way too. Once, in third grade, three girls in my class invited the rest of the girls in the class for a sleep over party. I tried to stay hidden, hoping they would forget me. At first I thought I was off the hook, and when school ended, I came out of my hiding place, but just as I was about to go home, I was pounced― Yes, pounced on― by the three of girls, and invited me to go. I took the invitation and begged my mom to make up an excuse like I had gotten sick, so I couldn't make it. But being the honest, yet missing-common-sense type of person I was (Rima would say I still am), I forgot my mom was still obsessed with me fitting in as a girl. She thought it was a perfect idea for me to go and 'learn more about being womanly', so she made Tierra and Neige (but it ended up just being Neige because, knowing Tierra, she probably bailed to finish watching some anime special on T.V. or something) to help me pack and escort me to the sleep over party.

At the party I acted like I normally did, just go with the flow, being 'Nadeshiko'. But it so happened, even in the middle of the winter, these crazy people wanted to go swimming. You're probably thinking the same thing I did. 'Why not cast them on a God forbidden ice berg in the North Pole?' But I soon learned about heated swimming pools, so it would keep you warm, like a hot spring… in some ways.

I avoided being invited to go swimming at all costs. When one of the girls asked me why I wasn't going, I said I had forgotten my swimming suit. Tip number one; girls are very stubborn. She told her mom and brought me a swimming suit of hers. (What kind of sick people share their bathing suits? I guess I'll never understand…) I refused the suit nicely and told her another lie; I'm afraid of water. Yet, she kept telling me she would help me with my fears. I told her I couldn't swim well, and she said she'd teach me. I finally made up some random words in English (I had been studying because I knew my mother would send me to England one of these days) and told her it was a very common allergy of water particles in Europe that I had picked up when I visited when I was younger. She believed me, and went on with her friends, letting me use the electronics in her room until they got back. Tip number two; girls trust girls. It's a natural instinct when you're young. God, if only they knew I was a guy…

When they came back, they decided to have a fashion show. I remember the torture of the make-up, clothes, shoes, camera difficulties, and the hair brushing. I vowed to always brush my hair from that day on, daily untill the day I die, because I didn't want more hair pulling and tangles to go through anymore. I think I learned more about girls in that sleep over than I wanted or ever needed to.

When I reached the top, I opened the door slightly.

"Rima-chan? Are you awake—"

"OH MY FREAKIN' HORSE SHOES—"

"I'm sorry!" I backed off the door, afraid she might have been changing or something.

"It's okay," Rima sighed. I opened the door once more and noticed a shriveled up form in the corner of the room. I walked closer and sat next to her on the floor. Immediately, I noticed heavy bags underneath her eyes.

"Rima-chan, you don't look like you've gotten a lot of sleep. What happened—"

"It's none of your concern." She stated, coldly.

I blinked, then smiled. "It will be my concern if you can't stay up in class and the teacher calls on you, then you'll be sent to the nurse's office and sent home, well, back here, to rest." I heard her sigh.

"Better than telling you."

"I thought you got along with me in this form." I teased her in my 'Nadeshiko' voice. She gave me a sour look. "Or you could be sent to the office to deal with Tsukasa…" her eyes widened at the sound of his name.

"Fine," She grumbled. "You win."

I chuckled with victory.

"I had a nightmare, and I haven't been able to get any sleep since then."

"When did you wake up…?" I asked, curious.

"One in the morning."

I blinked. "But then you only got two hours of sleep!"

"I know!" Rima shouted. "But every time I shut my eyes, I don't know, I get weird and a scary feeling like something bad is going to happen, you know what I mean?"

I bit my bottom lip. "I think so. I remember when I was small and started summer camp I was afraid people would find out I was a guy, but the feeling eventually faded."

She looked away.

An awkward and eerie silence fell over us.

"Thanks…" Rima muttered so quietly, I had trouble hearing.

"Could you repeat that?" I asked politely.

"I said," Rima said gritting her teeth, "Thank. You."

"For what?"

"For making me…" She seemed to have a hard time thinking of a word. "Happy." She said, as if proud of herself, then her face turned pale. "I blurted out my thoughts… didn't I?"

I laughed. "No…"

"Liar." She accused. I chuckled.

"Oh no, you revealed my personality. What a detective, you surely are the next Sherlock!" I said with sarcasm as I dramatically put my hand to my forehead. Then I got up and began to walk to the ladder.

"Wait, where are you going?" Rima said as she got up herself.

"What does it look like?" I laughed. "I didn't dress up for nothing!"

"But…" Rima looked like she wanted to say more, but didn't. "Do you think…? I could, you know…" She fiddled with her hair.

"You want to watch me dance?" I asked with surprise.

She raised her nose and said like the pouting chibi devil she was, "It's not like I care, but I wanted to see if my enemy was lying about his dancing skills."

I grinned. "In a way, you're still asking to see me dance."

"Whatever."

I shook my head. Rima was never going to change. "You should get some rest, but if you want, you can follow me to the dance room."

She looked at me, then the bed. Like little gears in her head clicked, she came towards me. I felt heat rise on my cheeks but I brushed them away with the long sleeves of my kimono.

"Well, don't just stand there," Rima snapped. "Get going!"


Utau's POV

My shoulders slouched as I made my way to the middle school. Turns out after all my music debuts, I've been growing really popular, but my academics in school hit rock bottom, so now, I had to go back a few grades. I sighed.

"Utau-chan," El asked as she skipped along in her angel get-up underneath her uniform jacket for the elementary school. "You know we're going to be late and the teacher's going to be mad~…"

"I don't freaking care!" I shouted over my shoulder at her while she hopped along being the air-headed angel she was.

"Ooh," Il gasped dramatically. "Utau has been acting more grumpy than usual." Then she whipped out a note book from no where in particular and stated with a menacing laugh, "Three for Il and zero for Little Miss Goodness!"

"No way!" El screamed. "I can get Utau happier and get a point too!" She ran in-front of me and pushed the ends of my lips upward. "Happy Utau-chan~!"

"Cut it out!" I yelled as I slapped her hands away. "I can't believe you guys are betting on how I feel. You both need a hobby."

"I guess that's why the charas always end up doing Kiseki's every command." I turned around to see Kukai.

"Hey Kid," I said with a smirk, knowing he really hated me calling him that. "How's it going?"

He scowled. "I told you to stop calling me that."

"Too bad," I said, sticking my tongue out playfully. "It's your nickname for life."

He scoffed. "Yeah, when I get to collage I will be 'Kid', and when I break something one day and go to the hospital, the doctor will say, 'Hey, aren't you Kid?' and when I retire all the seniors will know me as 'Kid'. What a perfect life story."

I smirked. "You got that right."

"Then what about you, Pop Star?"

I punched him lightly in the ribs. "You can't go around calling me that."

"What's the difference with my nickname and yours?" He chuckled.

"Mine is on the verge of life and death," I told him seriously. "But yours does not. If the kids really consider the thought about me being the actual Hoshina Utau, the schools would become chaos."

Kukai thought for a moment. "Everyone knows you as Tsukiyomi Utau at school, but you do have a point there."

I rolled my eyes. "Gee, thanks for believing me."

"Hey Mr. Ladies Man," Daichi interrupted. "What about the freaking ball…?"

"Uh…" Kukai looked so nervous; he looked like he wanted to jump in a hole right then and there. "I'll buy it after school…"

"You bet you will!" Daichi threatened.

"What's going on…?" I asked as Daichi stomped ahead.

Kukai sighed. "Yesterday, the soccer field was being used in the park by some training teams for some camp, so I tried practicing soccer in my backyard. But one of my brothers yelled at me and I accidentally kicked the ball too hard because of the distraction. The ball rolled onto the street and there was this truck passing by…"

I started to giggle until I was laughing hysterically. "You're pretty stupid…" I said between hiccups of laughter. "I can see why Daichi is so mad…"

"Yes! One for El!"

"It doesn't count!"

"How does it not count?" El screamed before pouncing on Il and pulling out her hair. "Give. Me. My. POINT!"

Kukai and I burst into laughter.

"Wait, two points!"

"You got'ta be out of your effing mind!" Slap.

"No swearing!"

"I can swear all the hell I want!"

"You swore!" El gasped as Kukai and I were rolling on the floor with laughter. "Why do you torture your twin sister like this, Il? Is it because you are the demon of Utau's character?"

"No shit, Sherlock!"

"NO SWEARING!"

I whipped my eyes from the tears that came from laughing so hard. Just then, I noticed a tall purple-haired boy and a really short blonde-haired girl walking on the other side of the street. I was about to wave at them when I realized something was really wrong. I grabbed Kukai by his shirt and threw him in a bush near by. I motioned Il and El to follow.

"What the hell Utau!" Kukai muttered as he rubbed his bruised head. I lowered myself in the bush and put my finger on his lips. I thought I saw him blush.

"Shut up," I told him as I peeked through the leaves at the two. "There's something going on with our Purple-head and Chibi Demon."

"Really?' Kukai came forward and peeked next to me. "I don't get it. They're just walking to school."

I raised an eyebrow. "And how are they walking to school?"

"By foot?"

I rolled my eyes. "You can be such an idiot. Shouldn't they be killing each other right now?"

Kukai stared at them again, and his eyes widened. "Wow, that's creepy. You're right. And to make this worse, Chibi Demon's only walking three feet away from Purple-head instead of the usual five."

I nodded. "They should be firing insults at each other right now, instead of this…"

"Peacefulness. Or awkward air."

"Something must have happened to them."

"El senses love!" El yelled.

"Shut the fuck up already!" Il screamed.

"Shush," Kukai and I barked in unison.

"Wait," Kukai snapped his fingers. "I remember at the funeral everyone was deciding where Rima would stay."

"So…?"

"And we later decided Rima would stay at Nagi's place."

I smiled. "So something did happen!"

Kukai shrugged, but gave me that boy-ish grin of his. "But I'm going to get to the bottom of it." He gave me a thumbs up. "You in?"

I smirked right back. "Oh, you know I'm in."


French Translations:

Mon chere : My dear

Mon dieu : My God! (or) Oh My God!

Tres exitant : So Exciting! (or) Very Exciting!

Pardone Moi : Pardon me

Mes excusez : Excuse me

Mais : But

Excusez mon impolitesse : Excuse my impolitness


Piggy-chan: Oh we all know Utau and Kukai are planning something XD

Rima: T.T And I don't like it...

Piggy-chan: Well, I guess the plot has just revealed another hunk of clues.

Nagihiko: And I thought I was going kiss-

*Rima death glares*

Nagihiko: Umm... actually, never mind.

Piggy-chan: REVIEW PLZ!

-NW :3