Here's the nest chapter of my fic! But before we begin, I would like to say something:

I.

Love.

RIMAHIKO.

Okay, I think we're ready.

No, wait…

I started this fic for fun and for your entertainment, but now, I've decided I should take this seriously. Like, as if it were a real book. I'll try and use Spell Check now, but of course, I don't think there's a grammar check on here, so let me know kindly, if you spot a grammatical error! ^^"

And I don't want to have both Kutau and Amuto hints in this. It would be too wasteful, you know? You know how an author tries to put her effort into making a threepairing story, but just end up making all of them go throught the same thing? It just ends up being cliché. Except some authors, like Tsuki no Kimi and WantingFreedom do triple pairings excellently ^^

So just review telling me what other pairing you want. It's Kutau vs. Amuto.

Chavi Island. Day Four. Rima's POV

I woke up today, skipping the morning song ritual. What are we going to do about school? It's not like I'm complaining about not having school, but—

Oh wait.

Tsukasa's covering up for us. I mentally slapped myself. It seemed as if I were becoming more, and more retarded by the day. Just two days ago, Bob What's-His-Face tricked me into giving him my beloved Pop Tarts.

I turned to my side, staring at the sleeping boy next to me. Or sleeping thief, I should say. He slept, looking like an innocent person, but he…spoke in his sleep. And it seriously bothered me.

It's only been starting the second day we've been here, so maybe it was something I did that made him think so much. Or maybe it was something I've done before…I don't know. I'm guilty. I don't like feeling guilty.

"Rima-chan…" I heard him say.

"Yesh…?"

"Rima-chan…" Psh. How repetitive. What does he want with me?

"WHAT?!" I screamed at him. He woke up with a start and wide dazed eyes, realizing I heard him say my name in his sleep. Oops!

"Are you okay?" I said in between laughs. His hair was all messed up and he had bags under his eyes! This is a bad case of the morning monster! For a moment, I actually thought he would yell at me for laughing at his looks, but he just smiled back.

"You've been smiling a lot lately". And just like that, I shut up. I'm not going to have a Fujisaki beat me in what I start.

"Do you have a problem with people smiling?" I threw at him. I smiled smuggly, realizing I put him on the spot. "You smile all the time. When did Nagihiko Fujisaki turn into a hypocrite?"

"No, I'm just pointing out that--,"

"You have a problem with happiness", I interrupted purposley.

"That's not it. I'm simply stating that—,"

"You have issues against other people's joys".

"Absolutley not. It's just—,"

"Nagi's gone emo". Wh00t! I am on a roll!

But he ended the fun. He fell back onto the bed, making it shake.

"You're impossible". Hehe, I know.

"You're flattering me", I responded. And with that, he dragged me down to the bed with him, nestling his face in my hair. I frowned, making sure my eyes looked demonic enough for him to let go. Too bad for me, his face was in my hair, so he wouldn't notice a single expression on my face. I couldn't break free from this Nagi-barrier I was in. Curse him and his strength.

"So soft…". He said what, now? I felt his hands slide to my sides. "Where are your curves, Rima-chan?". I hit his head with my hands karate-chop style. "What was that for?". So dense!

"For being an ecchi boy! You are no gentleman! Who knows? I might see you on the cover of PlayGirl in a few years!" I hope not. He must stay with me in Japan. He must. No American girlfriends for him.

"Gomenesai…". What defiance. He hugged me tighter, and continued rubbing my hips, looking for curves. They. Aren't. There.

"Quit acting like a perverted Fag", I said. That made him smirk.

"Do you know what F.A.G stands for?". What? Fag stands for something? He continued, "It means Fine Asian Guy". Screw. I just called Nagihiko a Fine Asian Guy.

"Fine to beat up, if fine anything", I retorted.

"Fine, whatever". I have a feeling we're using the word "fine" too much now.

"Hey, is there anything to do around here?", I said, noticing the lack of activities. For the past four days here, all we've been doing is talking and walking downtown in disguise. I hate walking around in disguise. And I hate being bored.

"Entertain me, princess". I blushed. But also got angry at the same time. Funny how that works out, huh?

"Ugh…", I complained. There was absolutley nothing to do in this boring honeymoon suite. But then I remembered something Utau said was really fun.

The Two Hour Attempt At Fun

Attempt #1:

"How about you give me a lap dance?!" I exclaimed. Utau-chan told me that when she and Kukai did it, it was really fun. But instead of Nagihiko looking enthusiastic, he just stared me me, suddenly sitting up straight.

"No! No way, Rima!"

"AWW!!! WHY NOOOOT!??!?!?". I want a lap dance!!!!

"I don't want you to—,"

"To what?". What the hell is he thinking? I'm just asking for a lap dance…A few moments later he gave his answer.

"I don't want you to get horny!!!". Bleh. What does a lap dance have to do with getting horny? "Do you even know what a lap dance is?", he continued. Well, she never told me what a lap dance was. She just told me it was really fun. I remained silent, pouting.

"Well, why don't you prove to me that you know what a lap dance is, Oh-So-Smart-Nagihiko?!". He gave me that face again.

"Screw youe little nasty brain," he said. "Go change out of your pajamas and we'll find something else we can do".

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Attempt #2:

"Hey, Nagihiko," I started. "Let's sing songs!"

"Like what?", he replied half a second later. What song could be good right now? And then it hit me.

"The FUN song". He made another one of his Rima-You're-Crazy faces. It was just the FUN song! Everyone loves the FUN song!

"Come on!". I grabbed his hands and made them sway from side to side. "F is for friends who do stuff together…"

And I waited for him to continue.

But being the lazy prick he is, he didn't. Could it be he doesn't know the lyrics?!

"Um, okay, I see this isn't working. How about…"

"How about we find something else to play?", he said, finally speaking up.

What a fag.

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Attempt #3:

"You wanna go YouTubing?", I asked. He seemed to liven up a little.

"Sure".

I turned on his laptop I found and luckily enough, this hotel had Wi-Fi internet capability. But just like that, a password screen came up. How the heck am I supposed to guess his password?

"Nagi, what's your password?"

"Not telling". I could tell Nagihiko's in one of his PMSy moods.

I turned my attention back to the laptop screen. I tried "NagihikoFujisaki", "Nadeshiko", "pervertyfag"—HECK—I even tried "password". But then I just ended up typing my name and that got me in.

"Weird", I muttered to myself. Suddenly, the laptop screen went black.

"Nagihiko, what happened?" He looked at me, then at the screen.

"Maybe it's out of battery…"

"And did you bring a charger…?" I asked hopefully.

"No".

Damn.

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In the end, I just decided to lie down next to him and enjoy his company. That was the only idea of fun that worked out.

LOL I loved typing this XD

And Happy Halloween everyone! Sorry for making Rima OOC. I made her sound like me…

But anyway, reveiws are warmly accepted, and flames are used to make marshmallows! :D