Hello, everyone! I am soooooooooo SORRY for the late update and I'm not being sarcastic! Well, I had a massive writer's block and I felt pressured about school( it starts at August 15). Anywayz, I hope you like POV's because it is hard for me to write in normal POV anymore:/

I don't own anything and please review~


Rima's POV

I stared up at the sky. The sun blinded my eyes. After 12 hours of complete darkness at the plane, it was a little reassuring. I shuddered. What HAPPENED in the plane was an accident, pure accident! But the clever freak found a way to tease me about it!

"I hate you," I muttered angrily. The purple haired boy next to me chuckled.

"What a nice thing to say to me after we just set foot in California," he replied.

"You know, I was beginning to appreciate you but B-A-M! You find a way to piss me off!"

"You're welcome, Rima-chan. YOU'RE WELCOME." I glared at him. There was sarcasm dripping in every word.

I sighed. I'm too exhausted to fight with Nagihiko. Jet lag was already taking over. The last thing I saw before falling asleep in the taxi was a tall palm tree and the sign "Welcome to San Diego".

Nagihiko's POV (Yay! We get to know what he's thinking now!)

I stared at the sleeping blonde. How can she be so mean? I mean, she looks like an angel that fell out of the sky!

Rima smiled sweetly, adding more to her cuteness. I wish she didn't hate me so much. I mean, I'm not trying to steal Amu from her or anything! But lately, we had our moments. That time I carried, that time in the mall, that time when I sang that song….

I felt a blush creep to my cheek. Singing that song in front of her was daring, suicidal even.

I push back these though into the back of my mind. I search to for something else to think about. Unfortunately, it strayed to the time we spent on the airplane.

Flashback

Rima was sitting next to me, sleeping. I stared at her yearningly. If only looked like this when she's awake…

Suddenly, a voice rang through the corridor. "Hello, this is your pilot speaking. Please be ready for a rough ride since we are going through a slight storm. Don't worry, it just feels like a rollercoaster times two. Have a nice time!

Have a nice time? Wait, did he just say….

Suddenly, the airplane leaned mightily to the left. I grabbed the handles of my seats. I heard shouts and gasps all over the room.

I sighed in relief when it was over. Suddenly, the plane tilted back, causing my head to hit the back of the seat hard. I rubbed my head in pain. People shouted all over the room.

"Oh my god, the pilot must be a terrorist!"

"Wait! Does that mean we're being kidnapped?"

"No duh!"

"I want my mommy!"

"I want to die right now and forget about this stupid world!"

"The world isn't stupid….it is freaking retarted!"

"Shut up, emo boy!"

"Fine! I'll slash my mouth with this knife. Sayonara, stupid world."

I sighed at this commotion. Suddenly, a felt a weight in my shoulder. I turned around, and was shocked. Rima was sleeping on my shoulder, on my shoulder! I gazed down at her. She was still sleeping, unaware of what's going on. She wrapped her arms me.

"Ri-Rima?" I stuttered. I felt my cheeks turn out.

"I want more curry," she said sleepily. "With lots of carrots and potatoes."

She jerked her head up. "NOOOO! DON'T STEAL MY CURRY!"

I can't help but chuckle. Haha, Rima is dreaming about curry! She then slumped her head back to the seat and put her head back into my shoulder.

I smiled. I never would get tired of this.

Normal POV

Rima woke up as a voice announced, "We are now landing in San Diego International Airport. We hope you had an enjoyable ride!"

"Hell no we didn't!" a man shouted. Rima was puzzled. What could have possibly happened when she was asleep?

She then felt a weight above her head. She opened her eyes sleepily. Nagihiko's head rested on top of hers. Her arms were wrapped around him tightly. The blonde girl snapped awake.

"AHH!" she gasped. Rima flinched back and Nagihiko started to wake up. He turned an evil smirk at her.

"Soooo, the princess has finally awakened," he said mischievously.

"What is it?" She glared suspiciously.

"Oh, I don't knoow…..NOOO! DON'T STEAL MY CURRY! HAHAHAHAHA!" He laughed hard, struggling to catch his breath.

"WHY YOU!" the blonde screamed.

Suddenly, a flight attendant announced, "We now landed safely in San Diego International Airport. Please remove your seat belts and take your luggage to the nearest conveyor belt. We are not responsible for any lost, stolen, or damaged items. Thank you riding this plane and have a wonderful day."

The two did what they were told. After many security checks, they were finally able to step in the warm California sunshine, where a taxi was waiting for them.

End of Flashback

Rima's POV

I felt someone nudging at my shoulders. I opened my eyes and find Nagihiko staring at me.

"What is it?" I said sleepily.

"We're here," he said. I glanced at the front, and was shocked at the sight. The gate was about 16 feet tall and it had elegance to it. I leaned up as I saw a humongous blue mansion. It looked like one of those French chateaus you see on TV. To the left, I saw a big courtyard with an orange orchard and a huge fountain. On the other hand, there was a small yellow cottage to my right, about half the size of my house. The driver pulled up the front of the mansion, where a wooden two sided doors greeted us. Nagihiko and I stepped out of the taxi and opened the door. My jaw dropped as I stepped to the cold marble floor. There was a carpeted grand staircase in the middle of this receiving room, breaking into two as it climbs up the top. In the right, there was a black grand piano with a silk sofa next to it. There was also a fireplace in the room, its crackling sound echoing throughout the room. Vases and vases of flowers stood everywhere. On top of staircase hung a portrait of a little girl playing with a dog in a field of dandelions.

A man ran down the west side of the staircase and stood on the middle. He looks as Nagihiko, about 6 foot, and has a lean body. He had lavender colored hair and amber eyes. The man wore a fancy tuxedo but his short hair was all messed up from running. He smiled warmly at us.

"It's been a long time, nephew," he said in a British accented voice. It took me a moment to realize this was his uncle, Hayao.

"Hello, uncle," he said politely in heavily accented English. Wait, how did he learn how to speak English?

Hayao turned to me. "Kore wa anata no tomodachidesu ka?" (Is this your friend?)

"Yes, she is. This is Rima-chan," Nagihiko replied in Japanese, to my relief.

Hayao smiled at me. "Hello, Rima-chan. I am Nagihiko's uncle, Hayao. It is pleasure for me to meet you. Please, come join me for dinner." I nodded and followed him through the halls. The dining room was enormous with high ceilings and massive size. The long table can probably hold up to 20 guests at a time. Crystal chandeliers hung in the ceilings, and there was a fireplace again in the right side. We all sat down in the left side of the table. A butler served our food.

A heavenly smell was coming out of my plate, begging me to open the gray metal cover. I opened it and there lay the wonderful dish I've ever eaten! It was a boneless steak, cooked medium rare. On the side are mashed potatoes with bacon, hot gravy dripping on top of it. There was also a bowl of spaghetti and meatballs laid in the middle of the table.

I quickly devoured my food. It tasted as good as it looks! When I finished my steak, the butler served me my dessert: key lime pie with lots of whipped cream. There was also a vanilla yogurt parfait filled with fresh blueberries, strawberries, and raspberries. Crunchy rice flakes and small nuts decorated the top. I finished my dessert as quick as lightning!

I slumped back down to my seat. My stomach felt like it could burst any minute now. I grabbed the glass of water in the right and drank it.

"Did you like the food?" Hayao spoke up, startling me.

"Oh! Yes, I do. It is very delicious." I smiled at him.

"I'm glad. If you are feeling tired, my butler could show you to your room. You can meet my fiancée tomorrow."

"Well, I do want to go rest right now. If you may excuse me," I said. The butler gestured me to follow him. I went down the hall and he opened a door to my right. I walked in and there was a large queen bed with lots of comfy pillows. There was also a desk for writing and a small bathroom that has a marble tub, shower room, and dual sinks. I took a quick shower and flopped myself down the bed, where I fell into a deep slumber.

Nagihiko's POV

I watch Rima walk out of the dining room. Man, she ate a lot! I was gazing at her as she finished her dessert in minutes. My uncle then spoke to her and she excused herself out of the room, filling me with disappointment. I wanted to talk to her more, but I guess I could do that tomorrow.

"So, Nagihiko, your mom is not attending?" my uncle spoke to me in Japanese. It's a good thing my mother taught me how to speak English because he talks to me with that language as well.

"Yes, she can't. She has to attend a dance conference back at Okinawa," I replied.

"I see. Yumi is still busy as always. My fiancée, Michelle, would like to meet you tomorrow. She's….a little hyper." He smiled dreamily, as if he's thinking about her.

I smiled back. I know that feeling. With Rima. I excused myself to retire to my room. I heard someone taking a shower next door and turn it off. I decided to take a shower myself. Then, I went back to my bed and thought about a certain blonde.

I know she's not mean. I think she just tries to hide the fact that she's scared. I love teasing her, because that's the only I could communicate with her. It's mean, but I'm pretty desperate. Rima always gives me a cold shoulder, but I'm determined to change that.

Jet lag was taking over me. I then made myself comfortable and fell asleep.


Chapter 10 will be out much faster, I promise!

Yesterday was my friend's birthday party ( See my story, The Best Day, for more details). We went go karting. It was fun...ish. I just can't get over the fact that my friend crashed and her helmet and glasses fell off. Unfortunately, I crashed INTO HER and ran over her glasses.

Yeah...not the best day ever.

Anyways, I need to go since my sister is bugging about cooking pancakes( Why the hell is she so HYPER in the morning!11!).

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