M.L.D: Hi again everyone! Sorry for yet again ...another late update (STUPID CONNECTIONS PROBLEMS! ! !)
Rhythm: Anyways ...woo-hoo! Another chapter! Hey are Rima and Nagi still at each other's necks?
M.L.D: Yeah, sorta, kinda, maybe … *shrugs* I don't know.
Utau: That's so specific …
M.L.D: O-O UTAU HOSHINA! ?
Utau: *rolls eyes* let's just start with the chapter already. MoonLightDaiyz owns NOTHING of Shugo Chara, only her OCs; enjoy the following chapter of 'A Simple Thread'.
M.L.D: OMG, UTAU HOSHINA WAS IN MY RANT!
~ … Chapter Nine: Just say sorry! Part II … ~
Rima's POV …
I puffed up my cheeks and glared passed Kusukusu, Amu, Ran, Miki, Suu, Dia and Rhythm to the no-good, lying, conniving, identity issued, smart-alecky, evil, purple headed, cross dresser; Nagihiko Fujisaki.
It was just like any other beautiful, nice and sunny –but wintery day in the morning; Amu and me were walking to school together as always, enjoying our sweet little time talking, chatting and laughing as usual, but ran into the mutant 'coincidentally'. Still knowing that the Baka and I aren't on any close boundaries of being on good terms, Amu here wanted to be nice and invited him to walk with us because we were all going the same way. I was totally against the idea, but she just had to be nice …
The pinkette sweat dropped (along with her four Charas) as she walked in between the two of us; our glaring battle striking on to each other.
I hate him so much! Even though I completely despise being around in his happy-go-lucky everything's-just-as-fine-as-fine-can-be presence; somehow I have to be somewhere around him like almost all the freaking time! He's so annoying with his always happy attitude, it makes me sick to the pit of my stomach …nobody should be that happy about anything; it's just not inessential.
I narrowed my eyes more together as my thin honey brown eyebrows knitted together, meeting at the hall of the middle of my forehead; Baka Fujisaki's gaze stood at a refined side glance, but still measured up as a scornful glare.
"…" Amu sighed.
"I told you that I didn't want him coming with us; this is the complete reason why I told you 'no', Amu," I growled as I quickly glanced at my best friend only to return to my 'natural' state; glaring at the stupid purple skyscraper.
"Don't get mad at Amu-chan, because she's polite, unlike you," the cross dresser scoffed and then shined a sweet and innocent smile over to Amu. I scoffed at the idea of anything about this boy being 'sweet' and 'innocent'; he's nothing but complete evil, straight to the ends of every last stupid pretty long strand of that mop he calls 'hair'; to the tippy tip of it all …he's like Medusa, but male …and purple …like Barney.
That's two things I don't trust …and two things that makes me hate him even more!
"Grrr …" I growled as I intensified my glare to full maximum, "Nobody was talking to you, stupid Fujisaki!"
"But you were talking about me, so that automatically shoves your statement straight out the window and brings me into the conversation, does it not,"
"Nagi's right, Rima,"
"What? So you're on his stupid side, Amu? I thought I could trust you!" I shouted up to the pinkette; she flinched and moved over to the Purple-Head some. I narrowed my eyes at her and then softened my facial features, letting small tears trim at my eyes, "I-I thought we were b-b-best f-friends …" I hiccupped.
"R-Rima, don't cry!" Amu shrieked as she quickly shot over to me and wrapped her arms around my small body; I smirked as my small face cuddled into her chest, "I'm so sorry Rima if I made you sad; please forgive me,"
I sniffled a little, "I forgive you, Amu; it's okay-"
"She's faking," Fujisaki smirked; I flinched at this and then glared back over to him, "And doing a horrible job at it,"
"Grrr …what was that you Baka!" I snapped; now he's really starting to irritate the mess out of me.
"You heard me," he smiled innocently.
"Come on guys …please can you just apologize to each other already," Amu interjected, "It's too early in the morning for all of this,"
"Him/Her first!" we yelled into each other's faces; Amu just sighed and sweat dropped, along with her Charas.
~ … A Simple Thread … ~
Walking into my 1st period class, a huge relief soon flooded throughout every single one of my veins and a bright smile spread into my face, "No Fujisaki for a whole hour …" I exhaled heavily, "I could really go for this break,"
Hating and holding a grudge towards someone can really wear a girl out. This is getting a little harder than I thought …I mean, seriously, if this were anyone else that I was up against they would've with a certain guarantee fall over and cave in like two days ago, but Fujisaki …he's a little more challenging than what I'm usually up against.
I sighed at the thought.
"Rima …how long are you going to be angry with Nagi? It's been sort of boring not being able to hang out with Temari and Rhythm …and plus you guys are still supposed to be working together as the food committee for the Sakura Biyori festival," Kusukusu said as she peeped from out of my right blazer pocket, "You didn't forget about that, did you Rima?"
I rolled my eyes, "As soon as the he-she cracks and admits that they're the one who started all this,"
"But, it's been almost going on three days now, Rima …don't you think this is getting a little crazy?"
"Kusukusu," I said her name sternly, "Did you see any signs of him cracking? If he can hold on this long, so can I. All I have to do is crank things up a notch and he'll be in the palms of my hands; besides he's the one that needs to apologize here, I didn't do anything wrong but just step into the room and heard him talking about me out of nowhere; I had every right to respond back the same way he did,"
"But Rima-"
"I'm done talking about this, Kusukusu; I'm finally away from that nuisance and I plan on enjoying the little free time that I have. Alright?"
"Yes Rima …" she muttered as she sunk into my pocket.
"Good; now I don't want to hear another peep about that abomination," I finalized only to be interrupted by one of my slaves, "My Queen, may I have the honor of helping you over to your desk?"
"Who are you again?" I questioned as I rolled my eyes up and down in an annoyed manner.
"I'm Seichiro; your Highness," he dipped his head, "You have me listed as 'Clingy Slave #6' in your cellphone,"
"Oh, right …the really-tall-for-no-reason red headed one. You may, but no staring at me," I commanded the boy.
He nodded his head and walked me over to my regular seat in the middle of the classroom and then gently pushed my seat in at a comfortable distance from the desk, "Would you like anything else?"
"That'll be all for now," I shooed him off, "Now off with you,"
He nodded his head once more and went off over to his seat.
Nagihiko's POV …
I sighed as I knowingly scribbled the answers onto my 1st hour quiz packet; it's not much of a 'pop quiz' if I already know basically all of the answers …I mean, where's the challenge?
I placed my chin into the palm of my right hand and continued to write on one of the multiple sheets and then huffed a silent sigh.
"What's the matter, Nagihiko?" Temari asked as she brushed a cascading curtain of my purple hair over my shoulder and lightly seated herself on top of it. I shook my head as I closed my eyes, "It's nothing Temari …"
"Man, you're a bad liar …I know what's your problem," Rhythm stated as he floated over and sat himself on the edge of my desk; I blinked and looked over to him.
"You're starting to feel guilty, man," he said as he looked up to me from over his shoulder.
"About what?"
"Oh, I get it …you and Rima-chan, Nagihiko," Temari said with a small serene smile. I blinked at this and then forced back a chuckle, "You guys aren't serious," I smiled.
"We're your Charas dude …we feel what you feel. You can't just sit here and lie to us without us knowing what's really bumping around in your heart,"
"I know I'm upset about the whole thing between Rima-chan and I," I explained, "…but I'm defiantly not feeling guilty over all of this guys. There's no point in feeling that way when I've done nothing wrong,"
"Keep telling yourself that, Nagihiko," Temari sighed as she shook her tiny purple head.
"You are such an idiot sometimes; it's hard to believe that you're so smart," Rhythm sighed as well, crossing his tiny arms over his chest. I blinked at this a little offended, but shook it off and continued on with my quiz.
~ … A Simple Thread … ~
"Hahaha, you aren't really serious," I laughed as Kukai just finished his ridiculous story. Daichi who sat on his brown headed bearer's shoulder shook his tiny head in disagreement.
"Naw, I'm like dead serious; no joke my dear purple headed friend," the brunette cackled, "The new drama teacher; Mitsuki went totally Coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs on Utau about how she can't sing properly and that her dance style is just plain messed up. Utau's fume gauge went all the way up to full max and the two of them went into a straight cat fight-without all the clawing …but there were a few hands on approaches and it went on until the second tardy bell rang after class,"
"I wish I could've seen that," Takashi chuckled.
"Ditto," Amu smiled as she nodded her pink head.
Kukai sighed as he wiped a small tear from under his eye, from laughing too hard, "Yeah …that was the best seventy-two minutes of my life …" he breathed.
"Bring it up again, Skater Boy and I promise you that'll be your last memory before I shove a forkful of this steaming pasta down your throat," Utau growled as her left eyebrow twitched a little in irritation, only receiving a huge booming round of laughter from the spiky haired russet as it echoed over the many various voices of the students filling the cafeteria.
You may be wondering why the gang and I are eating in here, rather than our everyday eating arrangements up on the High school division rooftop …well, because of yesterdays' events with Tadase-kun, Rima-chan and I along with the blonde male being in the school's infirmary for the whole day; the Headmaster told us strictly that as for punishment for the rest of the week we're to eat in the Academy's cafeteria like everyone else; plus Tadase was still slightly injured so he stayed at home for today …poor guy. I sort of feel sorry for him, but then again he did deserve it.
So anyways, we're eating at our second best eating area by the large glass stretched window, along the wall; sitting at the table on the left side was Takashi-kun who sat on my right and then there was Utau-san who sat on my left (I was in the middle of the two); across from me was Kukai, with a laughing Amu sitting just beside him on his left. Rima was running a little late to lunch, but I really could care less about that anyways …but, speak of the devil.
The small blonde didn't even bother to take the time out to even glare my way, but sat herself calmly in front of Takashi-kun, beside the right of Kukai. Amu quickly calmed herself down and ceased her laughing as the air around us fell into a deep awkward pregnant silence.
Rima looked around us a little bewildered, "Why did it suddenly get all quiet? I want to know what was so funny that I heard Kukai laughing all the way from the food court,"
"Well, ahem, uh …it was just something that happened in drama class," Kukai cleared his throat and twirled his fork around in his mashed potatoes.
"With Mitsuki-sensei …? She's such a dreadful pain," Rima giggled in a mocking tone of Mitsuki-sensei, "What happened?"
So Kukai told Rima-chan the whole ordeal.
"Ahahaha, hope she doesn't come to see you perform at the festival hunh, Utau?" Rima giggled, earning a frustrated glare from the blonde pop star.
"Don't even say that," Utau-san warned the small blonde, "That stupid woman …she wouldn't even know great talent if it flew in and smacked her right across the face. I was a freaking famous all around the world diva, for crying out loud,"
"And she was a famous well-known director-"
"No, tell me something that's actually fantastic that she's done with her pathetic life, besides being sent to some mental help and miraculously landing a job as a drama teacher," Utau-san muffled through her mouthful of pasta, "Then I'll start to care and respect the woman,"
Everyone at the table snickered at the pig-tailed blonde's little rant.
"It's not funny," she snapped at us only to have us laugh another round even louder.
"Okay, okay; I think she's had enough, hahaha," Takashi interjected while he covered his mouth which was filled with food.
"Fine, we'll stop torturing little Utau~" Kukai purred as he reached over the table and patted the pig-tailed blonde on top of her head, making her blush a bit.
I chuckled at this, holding the side of my stomach, but stopped all together as a small object popped against my head and plopped on top of the lunch table. Looking down I found that it was a small pea; picking it up I glared at the tiny vegetable.
"Nagi …man, what are you doing? Studying your food?" Daichi asked as he was holding a huge plastic fork against Rhythm who was holding a giant plastic spoon …I guess they were 'sword' fighting each other.
"It's not like they poisoned it," Rhythm snickered and smacked his 'weapon' against Daichi's. I shook my head, "No …I think someone threw this at me …"
Everyone shrugged their shoulders and looked over to Rima who was calmly enjoying her lunch; she looked up and smiled innocently over to everyone (besides me), "Mmm," she mused as she was happily munching on her sweet peas.
I rubbed my forehead and closed my eyes, "I know you're angry with me, but throwing food …I thought you were a little more mature than that, Rima-chan," I sighed. The small blonde looked up from her food and glanced around, "Did any of you guys hear something?" she blinked.
Everyone at the table sweat dropped at her question.
I narrowed my eyes over to her …so, that's what she's sunk down to? Please, like the 'silent treatment' can really guilt me into apologizing to her. I just rolled my eyes at this and flicked a few wandering locks of my purple hair over my right shoulder, "Hahaha, you're so funny RiRi-tan," I smiled over to the blonde.
Her happy-go-lucky and oh-so innocent smile fell off of her face as her eyes shot over to me, "I told you never to call me that!"
"But, it's so cute, besides your mother told me that I could call you that regardless of what you say," I smirked and then gulped down a few swallows of my white milk.
"Grrr …" she growled as she gripped the sides of her lunch tray and then angrily stood to her feet, "I'm done so I'm leaving," she humphed and turned away from our table; well not before she turned and I 'accidently' tossed my small bread roll after her; hitting the small blonde in the back of her head. She froze as some of the kids instantly stopped their eating; while some others were snickering lightly amongst themselves. I, on the other hand, sat calmly whistling an innocent tune and twirled my plastic fork in between my fingers.
Rima slowly turned herself around; a scowling expression etched into her small 'angel'-like face. Her honey gaze shooting daggers over to our table; I gave her a friendly and nonchalant wave. Everyone else (our loving friends and their Charas) raised their now emptied trays to the bottom halves of their faces and cautiously eased themselves down under the table.
"Why?" she asked over to me through her tightly pursed lips; anger and irritation obviously filling her voice.
I only smiled over to her, "Now we're even," I say simply.
"Are you freaking kidding me?"
"I'm afriad not, my favorite evil little Chibi Devil,"
She narrowed her gaze harder onto me, but forced a smile and loosened her grasp on her tray making it fall heavily into the trash bin. She then gingerly waltzed over to a random table with her gaze still bestowed upon me, "You know what, Purple-Head …?" she hummed.
"…" I stayed silent, watching her actions. She reached over someone's head and delicately stole a quick scoop of their pasta, "…I really can't stand you!" she yelled and then flung it over in my direction.
Rhythm and Amu both gasped at this, but I just closed my eyes, smiled lightly and swayed my head over to the right; easily dodging the food.
Glancing over to Rima-chan, I found her steaming …better yet, boiling in anger, "Grrr …"
I laughed uncontrollably at this only to be cut off with yet another full spoonful of flying pasta which hit me straight in the face and sent me falling backwards and out of my seat, "Oof!"
A sudden -ping- noise rang through my ears and my hair instantly threw itself into a high pony-tail.
Normal POV …
Nagihiko now in a Chara Change with Temari form, growled lowly to himself and then flipped onto the top of the table, "You're gonna pay for that one, Blondie!" he shouted over to small little Rima; unexpectedly in his regular and low boy voice.
Rima, Takashi, and Kukai all blinked at this (A/N: Just remember that Amu, Utau, Kukai and Takashi are all hiding under the lunch table; so they can't really see Nagihiko at the moment). They could instantly make out that dialect from any Chara when they're in a bad mood.
Everyone's eyes widened at this as they stared and watched their two popular former Guardians.
"Fu-Fujisaki …?" Rima stammered a little caught off guard by this sudden change.
Ignoring the small blonde, Nagihiko swiftly grabbed a handful of his pasta and threw it straight at the tiny girl; she gasped her eyes wide and dashed behind one of the many pillars of the cafeteria.
"Don't hide now, Mashiro!" the purple headed boy yelled.
Panicking, the petite blonde quickly glanced around her small area and grabbed someone's half full chocolate milk carton and launched it over to the blazing Fujisaki; he shifted over to his left dodging the beverage incredibly and gracefully.
"Crap," Rima breathed and reached for a student's hamburger and shot it over her tiny and slender shoulders, only to have Nagihiko dodge it once more and then there was another sudden -ping- noise resulting in a pair of blue headphones magically appearing around the purple head's neck. A bright, sporty and competitive smirk played across his lips, "FOOD FIGHT; LAST ONE STANDING IS THE WINNER!" He suddenly declared, receiving many roars and applause from some of the male students …even Kukai, who jumped from under the lunch table and was now standing beside the Chara Changed boy.
And without any warning what-so-ever, food started to fling and flang everywhere about the spacious air. Many students, both females and males smiled, yelled, shouted and dodged the various flying sustenance.
"Ack! Hey, not cool Kimura-chan; you got salad dressing all in my hair," a long haired brunette screeched.
"Move from out of the way then," the girl yelled back with a slight giggle.
"Haruma-kun, I got your back, dude!" a black haired boy chuckled as he cut his way through the chaos of High schoolers and shot Mac-&-Cheese at everyone that he happened to pass; while many more fording battles took place from around them.
Nagihiko and Kukai being two of the battalions, both hopped from off top of the table and strolled down the many aisles of the lunchroom as food flew passed them. They glanced over to each other, "Don't kill her, alright?" Kukai smiled.
"No promises," the purple head smirked; and with that they separated, going opposite ways.
Nagihiko searched around, "Oh, Rima-chan …" he called innocently, "Oh where, oh where could she …BE!" he exclaimed as he quickly pounced behind a pillar where he found a sitting little Rima; she gasped as she looked up to him with eyes as wide as dinner plates.
Nagihiko smirked down to her.
She gulped and stole a quick few glimpses at her surroundings, but was startled when he started to speak, "One last chance …Rima-chan; say it or …" he smiled as he revealed a steaming half eaten Sloppy Joe behind his back, "…suffer the consequences,"
Rima stiffened at this, but shook the feeling off, "Never!" she exclaimed, "GIRLS VERSUS BOYS!" her small voice shouted throughout the room, only to have a confused Nagihiko staring down at her and then she dashed away from the boy to stand as the Girl's team leader.
Nagihiko blinked, but easily complied and stood as the Boy's team leader.
"Trays up and steady girls," Rima commanded with her hand on her hip. All the girls behind the small blonde raised their lunch trays to the front of themselves ready for shielding.
The two long haired companions' friends peeked from under their table and watched this with a disbelieving expression on each one of their faces.
"Rima …are you sure that you want to go through all of this?" Kusukusu floated up and tried reasoning with her bearer. Rima narrowed her eyes down to the tiny clown, "I thought we've been through this already …not until he cracks and comes crawling to me on his belly begging for mercy!" she said through gritted teeth.
"But that's not what you said before,"
Rima ignored her Chara and glared over to Nagihiko Fujisaki …
"Mirror them," Nagihiko smirked and the boys all followed his orders, "First flank …ATTACK!" he yelled and instantly the first row of boys blew past him and was darting over to the many girls that stood opposite of them. Rima tossed a small fresh red apple into the air, only to catch it inside the palm of her hand and bit into the delicious fruit and smirked over to the approaching boys, "Up," she commanded and the girls raised their 'shields' over their head/hair; one girl covered her head and Rima's, "Now FIRE!"
"Firing," one of the girls responded.
Some of the boys that were charging over to the girls side stopped and looked around, "Fire? I don't get it …"
"What are they talking about 'Fire'?"
Their questions were soon answered by the girls jumping on one end of the multiple long lunch tables that they had lined up behind them, sending many dishes and foods air born (A/N: Just imagine a giant see-saw with one large girl sitting on one side, hahaha –no offense intended).
"WHAT THE-" some of the boys gasped, but soon were interrupted by food landing onto their faces; some of them were knocked out cold; others screamed as the steaming hot food landed in their faces, arms and legs.
"Everyone charge, now!" Nagihiko shouted, nearly aggravated. He grabbed a janitor's broom that was lying on the ground just beside him and launched himself with the rest of his men. Rima mirrored his actions (even with the broom). They heavily collided with each other, smacking and whacking the two wooden 'swords' against each other's, "This all wouldn't have to happen, if you'd just say it and get it over with, cross dresser," Rima stated as she gritted her teeth.
"You first, grade schooler," he said back.
"Grrr …" she growled as she glared up to the purple haired boy, "I'm freaking Bite-sized! I can't see why you people refuse to understand that!"
He only smirked down to the small blonde in return.
The doors to the cafeteria suddenly busted open, revealing Headmaster Tsukasa-san along with some of the security staff, Coach Gunma and Nurse Takinowa, "What on Earth …is going on here?" the Headmaster demanded as his eyes wandered over all the chaos that's become of his once orderly lunchroom.
Rima and Nagihiko both quickly looked up only to drop down their 'weapons' and hastily hiding their hands behind their backs while they both stared up to the Academy's law enforcement. Tsukasa scowled over to the two long haired companions and then narrowed his eyes onto them, "You two," he stated sternly for the first time; Rima and Nagihiko both winced at this, "My office now,"
They both gulped in unison and proceeded out of the lunchroom.
~ … A Simple Thread … ~
So there the two of them stood, in the center of Tsukasa's office room, just in front of his large and cherry wood made desk; fear and trouble written all over their faces. Food plastered and tattered on their uniforms as well as their hair. People's voices could be heard inaudibly on the outside of the room's walls.
'How long have we been standing here …?' Rima asked herself as she seemed to be searching the floorboards hard and endlessly for an answer. Nagihiko on the other hand, had wandering eyes, for he has never been sent to the Headmaster's office for defiance or disobeying the rules, but only on good terms …now he was sure scared of the happenings that might occur in this room of torture, future claiming and record ruining instantly defining itself as a death chamber of horror in his opinion.
The walls were all of fine and thick cherry wood as the floors were just regular oak wood as any other floor, but was neatly blanketed with a rich red carpet; set in every corner (all four corners) of the quite large room sat nice and healthy looking plants that you could find in small apartment housings; while the rest looked simply like any other Headmaster's office in a Shoujo story or manga.
The double cherry wood doors pulled apart from each other as Tsukasa walked into the room; the doors closing once more, "…"
He didn't speak a word, but his face shone disappointment enough for the two students to share. As he sat down in his kingly throne-like chair, he looked over to the two and just shook his head in a disapproving way, "Rima …how many times have I seen you in my office this year?" he managed out in a gentle-like tone.
Rima lowered her head in embarrassment, "Th-thirty-seven t-times …" she stuttered.
The older blonde nodded his head, "And I believe this is Nagihiko's first time being in trouble," Tsukasa stated, "Choosing a hectic food war for your first big trouble …I don't really understand why you would rather go with that than simply skipping class …"
"Yes sir …I apologize for that," Nagihiko mumbled as he dipped his head lowly.
'Goody-goody,' Rima yelled within her thoughts.
"What are you going to do to us," Rima shook the thought off and looked up to the Headmaster.
"I don't know …what do you think I should do?" he sighed.
"Forget about this and let us go-"
"Nothing like what you two had did is going to go with just a small scolding and a slap on the wrist, Rima," Tsukasa quickly said, instantly knocking off the small smile from Rima's face.
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It was silent between the three of them …
Tsukasa sighed, "As for punishment for the reckless food fighting business and the cafeteria's minimum damage and also injuring a fellow student (also my young defenseless nephew, might I add) …I sentence the both of you to three days of before and after school detentions; the mornings you will be helping either Coach Gunma set up the equipment for his Phy Ed. classes or Mitsuki-sensei with dusting and unfolding the seats in the Academy's auditorium and as for after school …you two will be cleaning the entire cafeteria together from head to toe; since it seems that you two enjoy there so much," he explained, "And that way the janitors' could get that vacation that they were bothering me about," he chuckled.
Rima flinched at this, "B-but that's worth more than us just starting a food war and wrecking the lunchroom; besides Coach Gunma hates me,"
"Starting at 6:13am tomorrow," he stated; ignoring Rima, "Any problems out of either of you two will result in added days to your punishment," he smiled in a happy-go-lucky type of way, "And as for today, you two will be held in after school detention with Mitsuki-sensei as your instructor in room 2-D for a total of two hours,"
"Whoa, no way," Rima snapped, "She's crazy,"
"Want to shoot for four hours?" Tsukasa smiled over to the small wavy headed blonde.
Rima bit back her tongue and glared up to the Headmaster, "No sir …" she muttered under her breath, but it sort of sounded more like an evil growl instead.
"Then it's settled," he beamed as he clapped his hands together, "Oh, and for even more special news …this little predicament; I won't add or even mention it in your school records if you two do a great job,"
"Thank you sir," Nagihiko quickly smiled as small little Rima crossed her arms, rolled her eyes and humphed, "I can't believe this …" she grumbled.
Kusukusu, Rhythm and Temari all gave her a small warily chuckle.
~ … A Simple Thread … ~
Rima: I HATE THE AUTHOR!
Nagihiko: Aw, now Rima …it's quite nicer if you use your happy voice, hahaha.
M.L.D: I'm with Nagi-kun today.
Rima: When aren't you on his side?
M.L.D: He's a-dorable …
Kusukusu: Anyways …to the review responses!
M.L.D: Sure, sure and today's reviews are responded …
Review Responses:
-Blueberryfan10- That'll be actually hilarious; hahaha! Please tell me how it all went for her. Thank you for reviewing, once more!
-THE ZEBRA KING- Thanks for the review and the credit goes fully to you for the idea of a funny and chaotic food fight, hahaha! I really needed a reason for Nagihiko and Rima to get after school detention, so the food fight was a riot enough. I was going to have the two of them disrupt class and stand out in the hallway, but this was a whole lot better. As your reward: Do you want to 'disclaim' chapter ten? Just add it to your next review okay, thanks again! (or send the request to me in a PM).
M.L.D: I apologize if Rima and Nagihiko were a lot more OOC from how they regularly are; but it's sort of hilarious of how Rima and Nagi can easily take charge of the High school student body, hahaha!
Rhythm: Thanks again to THE ZEBRA KING! YAY! *shoots you a thumbs up*
Kusukusu: See you all in the next chapter everyone! *waves*
